#dawg do these tags even do anything

[thegvaconnoisseurs]

Hey! Welcome to the Games vs Animation Tumblr page.

Games vs Animation (abbreviated "GvA") is an Alan Becker AU that swaps the stickfigure cast of AvA, AvM, etc. with the AvG crew and other online creators that have been featured on the channel.

Swap Sheet

If this looks familiar, that's because this was also shown in the AvG 1 Million Subscriber Special.

This is not the entire list of swaps; only the main ones.

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FAQ

What was the origin behind this AU?

The AU's idea can be derived from CharlieV's (AvG Director) and Torribash's (AvG Thumbnail Artist) stick OCs, which were created for a now cancelled community project. Their existence, Skim's (AvG Editor) joke character, and Alan and DJ's thumbnail stickfigures perfectly filled the roles of the Color Gang & TSC. Thus, the Hue Crew & The Dormant One made their debuts. Torri and Charlie also contributed additional info of Mar and Rhonk for the AU.

How are swaps decided/how do they work?

While swaps usually happen between a character and a real-life creator/person, it is a limited cast and sometimes can't be applied at all (think location swaps). As a result, there are other swaps that don't conform to the norm while still adhering to the intended "vibe" of the AU. For example, Victim being swapped with Carl-bot was due to the joke that Carl-bot on the AvG Discord Server was renamed as "off-brand skim," a relationship that could mirror TSC and Vic.

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[todayisafridaynight]

i have to drive for like two hours tomorrow and all i can think of is old people

[multifariousqueer]

can you write miles 42 having readers bank account, card ALL that on his phone and gets mad if she purchases shi with money he didint give her. its really crazy but its miles 42....what do you expect??? hehe

Sure love!!!

A/n: y’all I love you so much but I need you guys to start requesting regular miles fanfic pls. Although 42 miles owns my 🩷

It was just a simple necklace. It was the Vivienne Westwood necklace that you saw everyone around you wearing and wanted so badly. You knew Miles would get it for you in a heartbeat but a part of you wanted to get it for yourself. It had been a long, stressful semester but you struggled through it all and got to a point where ou were passing with A’s and B’s. Coincidentally, you had gotten a job at Starbucks after months of applying and you had about $1000 saved up of your own money that you were waiting to spend on something special. That was, until that “something special” came along in the form of Miles.

You never knew what he did but you knew he was making 8x your salary in a month. It seemed like anything you wanted, you got when you were with Miles; shoes, clothes, books, makeup any and everything you wanted, it was yours in a matter of days. It’s worth mentioning that Miles is extremely overprotective and wants to know everything about what you’re doing and buying because he loves you and cares about your habits.

Even on Miles’s birthday when you dipped into your savings to get him the latest Jordan’s, he was furious that you had to use your own money:

“Damn Ma, these are valid. How much were they?”

“Oh don’t worry about it” you said

“I said, how much were they.” His eyes narrowing in on you because he knew how much they were because he was gonna buy them 2 weeks ago but decided not to.

“$500. I’ve been saving for them for you, baby. It’s all good” you tried to assure him

“Aight. thank you.” He said, pulling you close to him, the scent of the Dior Sauvage cologne you also bought him, filling your nostrils

But deep down you knew he was pissed off and mad that you spent your own money, so after a long talk about how he should be able to keep tabs on you and keep you safe, you gave him your Apple Pay and banking info for emergencies only but of course it’s Miles and being the overprotective boyfriend he is, he checks it everyday for any “extravagant purchases” made by you or someone else.

Of course he isn’t crazy, he set a $25 limit for you before he steps in and asks what’s up. Once, you were at a mall with your friend and found the cutest shirt at Urban Outfitters and decided to buy it. The price tag read $50 but you went ahead and got it; the same happened at Bath and Body Works and Tilly’s and as you made your way to the bathroom, you got a text from Miles:

Miles: did someone take your card?

You: no why??

Miles: why’d you spend $150 in an hour??

You: I’m at the mall

Miles: so? I pay for your shit

You: dawg it’s $150. It’s not that deep 💀

Miles: I ain’t yo “dawg” and yes it is when Yk I buy you shit

You: you aren’t my sugar daddy

Miles: I basically am atp. I’m sending you $1000, buy something cute

You contemplated leaving him on seen but you remembered how he hates that so you replied:

You: Okay

You had saved up enough to get the necklace and when you got it, you were ecstatic. You thought about all of the possible outfit combos and how good it will look against your brown skin but your thoughts were interrupted by a certain someone:

Miles: what’d I tell you, Mami?

You: ?

Miles: don’t play dumb, yk I would’ve bought you that necklace in a heartbeat but instead you wanted to be miss independent and buy it yourself. I guess since you’re so independent, I’ll stop sending you that $1000 every week. How about that?

You: ok

Miles: ?

You: we can discuss this when I get home

Miles: K

You: k

It was a long ride home but eventually you accepted that Miles was gonna rip your head off and there wasn’t anything you could do about it.

When you got home, he had three of the necklaces, two huge teddy bears, a bouquet of your favorite flowers and the newest pair of Jordan’s waiting for you:

“What’s all this?” You smiled and asked

“I told you I’ll pay for your shit, y/n” miles said, with a small smirk on his face

[gaylordscooter]

i just wanted some fucking clothes why is there a parasite manning the cash register

“free food, shelter and clothes? i could get used to this…” Killer surmised as he inspected the dark gray jacket he took from the rack.

He caught sight of the meaningless price tag and sucked in air through his teeth. “sixty dollars?” he muttered. Good thing they didn't have to pay.

“do you always talk out loud to yourself?” Horror questioned, watching him from behind.

“i’m not exactly talking to myself when you and hooded-creep are here.” Deciding the jacket looked cool enough for him, he removed his current hoodie to put it on. He tossed his old hoodie into the shopping cart, adding to the dangerously high pile of clothes.

A middle finger from the other side of the rack rose up.

“but i might as well be talking to myself ‘cus of how quiet you two are. bird flipper, do you ever speak?”

The answer was silence.

“figures…hey i just realized any time we talk to each other, we're talking to ourself.”

Dust tipped over the clothes rack with a forceful shove, causing it to fall on Killer.

“ow, what the heck, man?” It didn't hurt at all and he easily got the rack upright again, but some of the clothes fell off of it and made a mess on the floor. No one here was gonna clean that.

Dust walked out from behind the rack with a few garments in hand and stacked it on the pile.

They were about done shopping anyway, he guessed. Or at least, he assumed so. They’ve been here for a few hours now, but Horror was completely empty-handed.

“hey, crater-head, where's your haul? don't tell me you're not getting anything, you need new clothes the most with your rags.”

“i didn’t see anything i wanted,” he answered simply.

“really? this is a high-end store on the surface. your current getup is from the dump at waterfall.” He pointed at Dust. “look at him, he's all decked out now! covered literally head to toe, can’t even see any bone anymore.”

Horror looked unconvinced. “let's just go. i don't want that freak getting pissy at us for taking too long.”

If he had eyelights he would've rolled them, but he conceded. Not getting any clothes was his loss, but he swore if he ends up taking some of his clothes when they get back he’ll add to his kill count.

The three of them went on their way to the exit.

However, someone—a skeleton monster like them—was at the cash register, expectantly waiting for them to come over. The store was empty the entire time they were here, Nightmare made sure of it.

And the barrier in this universe hasn't been broken.

“Heya dawgs, how’s it hangin’?” the skeleton monster asked. “Yous three gonna pay for all that, right?”

His clothes hurt to look at. They were obnoxiously bright and tacky. His sunglasses that completely obscured his eye sockets literally spelled out “YOLO”. It was like the 90s threw up all over him. What alternate universe was this nut from?

Killer slipped his hand in the pocket of his shorts and curled it around the handle of his knife. He let out a shallow laugh. “what's it to you? you're not the store owner.”

“No duh, homeslice, but stealin’ is totes not rad!”

The way he talked was getting on his nerves. Scratch that, everything about him was getting on his nerves.

It seemed the other two felt the same. At any second, Dust was going to blast that 90’s disaster into the proper century.

“it's not like they're stealing from monsters. this is a human-owned store. i don't think they’d miss a few clothes,” Horror pointed out. “but if it bothers you so much, i’ll be on my way.”

“what?!” Killer exclaimed. He looked at Horror with an exaggerated look of betrayal on his face.

Horror made his way to the door. “hey, i’m not the one stealing. i’ll wait outside.” he said with indifference.

The other skeleton didn't protest at all when he left the building.

“butthole…what the?” Killer narrowed his eyes at his slip of the tongue. That’s not what he meant to say.

“Nah, homie, that chatter don't fly here.” The skeleton shook his head and his shades now spelt “NUH-UH”.

“you censored me?” His wariness skyrocketed at such a small thing. Well it wasn't exactly small when he's able to alter their words. What else could he do?

He glanced at Dust, who looked nonchalant as always.

He sighed, preparing for a fight. “listen, bud, we don't have any money and we're not going to—”

“Aw, no cheddar? You two should probably return those clothes then.” The overly-cheerfulness of his voice dwindled ever so slightly. Almost like he was threatening them.

He stared at him in befuddlement.

Dust decided he was entirely fed-up with this guy and the familiar growl of a blaster rang out. 

“Not cool,” the colorful skeleton said before getting blasted.

But he was completely unfazed by the attack.

Killer and Dust instinctively backed up even with the current distance between them and that thing.

“That blast gots a huge kick to it, yo. You should be more careful, you could totes hurt someone with that.” The skeleton stood up—he was kneeling behind the counter the entire time.

He thought he was around the same height as he and Dust. But now it was clear he towered over both of them.

“I shoulda introduced myself, huh?” He asked as if he was talking to himself. He shrugged off his mistake. “My b, better late than never.” He adjusted his glasses as his smile widened dangerously. His golden tooth shined brightly despite there being no light for it to reflect. “The name’s Fresh. I take it that you peeps are sanses? The hooded dude packs a ri-donk-ulous punch tho.”

Blue bones rose up and caged Fresh as a half-ring of blasters appeared and fired. The impact of the blasts created a huge cloud of smoke, obscuring their vision.

Killer drew out his knife with a groan. He swore, Dust was so dramatic. He hoped that the dust of Fresh was among the cloud of smoke, but something about his instincts screamed otherwise. He squinted as he looked around. Dust wasn't by his side anymore.

It's gone completely quiet.

“...dust?” he whispered harshly. “where the funk did you go?” Ugh, there went the censoring again.

A hand laid on his shoulder, causing him to jump, but it was only Dust. He sighed and let his head hang back for a second. “you can't just do that!”

“...my bad.”

Wait. He talked!? And to express sorrow out of all things…“uhuh. we gotta put some bells on you or something, jeez.” The hand on his shoulder remained, in fact, the grip seemed to tighten. “you can let go now,” he said, voice laced with annoyance.

He still didn't let go. Was he trembling? His other hand was locked tightly into a fist by his side.

The grip on his knife tightened.

He hasn't known Dust for long, but what he did know was that he wasn't a touchy person.

“i said let go!” He hacked his knife into Dust’s wrist, he didn't put enough force to completely sever a bone but it cut pretty deep.

Dust yanked his hand away in complete silence.

Killer heard footsteps nearby, but there were too many for it to be from just one person.

The smoke finally dissipated.

He was completely surrounded.

There were more skeletons in the store, all of them wore those obnoxious sunglasses with text on them. These weren't just any skeletons, however. He was sure all of them were Sanses. They were stark still when he caught sight of them, like mannequins on display.

“i don’t know what's gotten into you, dust, but you need to snap out of it for once.”

“Oh, I know the answer to that one, broseph,” Fresh said. He adjusted his shades, the text on them saying “IT’S ME”.

Killer put two and two together quickly. All of these Sanses were being controlled by Fresh, and he was adding Dust to the party. Shit, was he going to be next too?!

He brandished his knife wildly like a cornered animal, causing Dust to take a step back. “aw heck no! get the frick away from me!” He couldn't die here, he couldn't even swear properly! He wasn't going to let his last word be a censored f-bomb.

“Don't be like that, homeslice dawg. Join the party, it's the bomb!” Fresh insisted, stretching his arms out to gesture at the still crowd. “Your pal’s waiting for you,” he added grimly.

As if on cue, Dust tackled him to the ground, grabbing his wrist to prevent him from using his knife. He was breathing heavily in a strained fashion.

They were just getting some fucking clothes. They were just going shopping. It was supposed to be a normal excursion, for once. He doesn't even know the next chance they'll have a goddamn break or do something that isn't designed to mentally mess them up even more. Fuck this guy.

He let out a growl as he brought his knees to his chest and kicked Dust off of him. He rolled upright and blindly lunged for Fresh, swinging his knife around like an untrained toddler.

Fresh backed away from every slash. He may hardly look like a Sans but he sure dodged like one.

As the two fought, the crowd surrounded the three, caging them in. Dust hasn't gotten up yet, but random bone attacks of his flung around the makeshift arena.

The exit door flung open, interrupting their fight.

Never in his life did Killer expect to feel relief at seeing that stupid octopus. Horror followed behind him, looking shocked at the sight.

“I told you that I expected you back in three hours!” Nightmare roared. Once he actually registered what was happening, he narrowed his eye in confusion. “Who or what is that thing that assaults my vision?”

“kill it! kill it now!” he shouted with a bit too much desperation.

In an instant, everyone in the building was lifted up by his tentacles and shoved against the walls of the building as Nightmare arose.

Killer thrashed around in vain, “not me too, you idiot!”

“you’d think you'd expect this by now,” Horror, who was held up near him, muttered.

For the first time since they’ve seen him, Fresh frowned. “Bogus, dude! Interruptin’ my meal like that is not cool.”

“meal?!”

Nightmare ignored the two and paid particular attention to Dust. Something was wrong with his soul, his feelings were all muddled. In fact, the other skeletons here with sunglasses on gave off the similar muddled energy. With another tendril he wrenched Dust’s hood off, revealing a huge flower growing in his eye socket.

Killer and Horror gagged.

“what the heck is that?! has that always been there?!” Killer gawked.

“Of course not,” Nightmare grumbled. The same tendril wrapped around the flower as best as it could.

“Oh buddy, I wouldn't do that if I were you,” Fresh said, his glasses spelling “DO NOT”.

“Try me.” He yanked.

The flower snapped off with such a force that threw Dust’s head back.

Nightmare dropped him to inspect the flower, letting him fall to the floor with a loud thud.

Dust’s eyelights sparked on with a gasp that soon turned into a scream as he reached for his eye sockets as if the flower was still there, not even bothering to put his hood back on.

Killer and Horror’s eyes were wide open and their mouths were agape at the display. They’ve never expected to see Dust lose his cool like this. They weren't expecting to see many things that were happening today.

They were just trying to go shopping. How did it turn into this?!

“Shut up, Dust,” Nightmare ordered. As he inspected the flower, his grasp on Fresh tightened.

“Homeslice, I’m sure this hurts. You mind loosening up a bit?” Fresh asked.

He was answered with a smack on the head by another tendril, which knocked his glasses off. Lo and behold there was a similar flower residing inside his skull.

His glasses were like a mask, once they were off his entire facade crumbled away.

“What are you?” Nightmare asked. He tore the flower up with his hands and let the pieces litter the ground.

“That's not your business.” Fresh slipped out of the tentacle’s grasp with ease like it wasn't just strangling him.

The other glasses-wearing skeletons dug and clawed with their hands into the tentacles holding them up.

Dust scrambled upright to get away from him and closer to Nightmare.

Fresh picked up his shades and put them back on. “Now I suggest you bounce on outta here and let me do my thing. Or things are gonna get not so family friendly.”

Nightmare hardly seemed fazed by the damage done to his tentacles, but if this kept up they’ll be able to escape from his grasp. One thing was clear, he wasn't in control of this situation and Fresh did not want him taking the other three out of here.

He moved Killer and Horror closer to himself in defiance. He could leave these three to rot, find others exactly like them, but he just found these three. He didn't want to go through the hassle of wrangling more Sanses so soon. And he was not going to let someone else mooch off of his efforts.

“we're running, right? we’re not fighting this freak,” Killer whispered to him.

Dust looked up at him, almost pleadingly.

If this was any other time, he would've had them fight for his entertainment, but this was not the time, unfortunately.

He put Horror and Killer down. The three of them were absolutely terrified.

If he portaled right now, there was a high chance Fresh would be able to follow them. They had to get some distance first.

He tossed the other skeletons in his grasp across the store and broke the wall behind him.

Dust, Horror, and Killer didn't waste any time sprinting outside of the store through the broken wall.

Nightmare’s tentacles promptly snatched and threw Fresh to the back of the store for good measure before following after the three.

He opened up a portal to the castle ahead. The millisecond the four of them were through the portal snapped closed.

Killer face planted against the grass as if he was hugging the ground.

Horror brushed himself off, seemingly checking for any flowers on his clothes.

Dust had his hands clenched tightly around the edges of his hood as if he’d die if it was ever off again.

All of them felt like utter shit, and for once, Nightmare didn't particularly enjoy that.

He was…unnerved. His knowledge of the multiverse was even more limited than he thought it was. Before that encounter he assumed the only major threats were Ink, Error, and his brother.

There were so many skeletons under this “Fresh’s” control. How far could his influence spread? Could he control him?

He didn't want to think about it.

“Dust,” he said blankly, “Are you…” How did he want to phrase this? He already knew if he was okay or not, he could sense it. “You are completely free of that parasite’s influence, correct?”

Dust gave a weak nod.

At least it seemed reversible, but maybe that was only because of how quickly it was removed. Needless to say, the second they see that freak again they're out of there.

“fuck man, how’d that thing get you?” Killer asked. “you were by my side the whole time.”

Dust just shrugged. Whether he wasn't actually sure or just too tired to explain, he couldn't tell.

“...god dammit!” Killer yelled. “we forgot the clothes. ugh, whatever. at least i have a new hoodie.” He let out a weak laugh. “i survived an encounter against this parasite and all i got was this sixty dollar hoodie.”

Horror glared at Nightmare. “so you don't know about everything. you're not an all-knowing god.”

“I never said I was.”

“so how much do you know? is there anything else like that out there?”

Nightmare paused. Thinking of a thoughtful response. “I am not aware of everything that goes on in the multiverse. That threat we encountered was entirely unfamiliar to me. There may be more. Cease the image of me as an all-knowing god. I might as well know as much as you.”

“hah! you totally could’ve left us, huh?” Killer pointed out. He knows he would’ve.

“It would’ve been a hassle,” he stated matter-of-factly.

“aw, so you do care about us,” he said.

Nightmare was taken aback. He wasn't sure how true or not that was. “Define ‘care’,” he said skeptically.

Killer wasn't expecting that response. “i was joking. people who care for each other don't put them in shitty situations.”

“...I see.” In that case, Nightmare doubted he had the capacity to care for anyone. “Do any of you three care for each other?”

That made Killer burst out into laughter. He looked at Horror and Dust to check if they were as amused as he was at the question.

Horror just looked offended at the question while Dust was unreadable as he typically was.

[justcallmesakira]

Bsd men with a childish s/o:

Sypnosis: how they go on with their day with you :333

Genre: crack, low key fluff

Warnings: mention of roblox, McDonald's, LOADS of blasting stuff, torturing Mexican man, war flashbacks

Dazai-

• one word, power couple (more like powerblasting the agency every couple of hours)

• he absolutely loves your childish demeanor, like bro you saw how he acts? He gives undeveloped 22 year old man and so do you🙃

•anyways he actually enjoys your company, your cute little childish acts and stuff

• ex: blasting the electricity cables of Yokohama, drawing silly little Sanrio doodles everywhere, going ":3"after cutely making the enemy go insane etc.

•honestly he would definitely take you to the playground instead of a fancy restaurant 😘👍

•probably swings with you on the swings •"Couple found playing in a children's playground before getting hit in the anal by lighting"

•bro he would go with your childish and stopid tactics😰😰😰

• "omg let's make a paper boat and ride it down the river😍😍🤩😘😘🥰" "anything for you babygorilla😏😈😈😈😽😼"

•like seriously though the agency actually worries, not for dazai but for when he gaslights you with a lollipop into committing double-plugging each other off

•he still enjoys your childish antics, you would go with a cute Lil face doing dumb stuff and he will just watch you with soften eye

•anyways you two have matching energy but unless your in real danger he's not saving you... He's joining you😰😰😨

Chuuya-

•hahh....

•he's so done with you

•you would act so silly and chilly that's he's gonna get literally WAR flashbacks (dazai I am lookin at you and your little lighter🤨🤨

•when ever he took you to McDonald's you would ask the employee for extra sauce and he would ask "why would you want extra sau- AND WHY ARE WE IN MCDONALD'S ORDERING HAPPY Meals????!!!" *slurps down every sauce packet* "it's for the toy, chuuya"

•he totally not traumatized by your tactics <33

•poor chuuya he just wants to have a nice romantic bath with you and there you are with rubber ducks and balls everywhere

•"darling Ily but why the hell did you stick rubber ducks on your body with Elmer's glue? 😃" -chuuya probably

•even during hard missions your so unserious😭

•it's scares him how goofy your are during a shooting..... *flashback*

•he wants to put like a dog leash on you so I don't wander off Dora the explorer live action (NO YALL NOT IN THAT Way) •chuuya=🙅 you begging him to buy a children's kitchen set= 💁‍♀️🔪🍳.

•he genuinely likes your sweet little innocent side

•whenever he's tired of babysit-- I mean taking care of you he takes you to kouyou and goes 🕳️🎢 'bye'

•HELP AUTOMOTIVE BIBI FOGASA STARTED PLAYING-😰😰😰

•he still cares for you especially when you are tired and fell asleep he would carry you to the bedroom and sleep with your head on his shoulder and him giving you a soft smile :)

•just don't remind him of a certain someone.... 🤕

Fyodor-

•he doesn't know why he picked up a street dawg like you

•careful who U call street dog before I leave you on the streets😃

•you and gogol would do stupid stuff in his room, run around playing tag all over his office and there he is with his silly little discord mod on his computer (fyodor please get your rusty ass off from that computer)

•you actually like his goofy cartoon mouse logo and made merch out of his organization 😘😘😘

•"myshka, why are you wearing my organization's shirt and a-" "shhhh- I am promoting your company" "what"

•he's just like chuuya but calmer and is questioning how you can act so carefree while he's brutally torturing a Mexican man

•LEAVE THE MEXICAN MAN ALONE FYODOR-🇲🇽

•still he buys you those kitchen set toys so you won't scream "shimmy shimmy ya" during the Doa meetings😃😃😃

•it's actually kinda sweet bcs of the dynamic you share like-- cold x cheerful

•you begged him to play roblox with you

•"I have work to do" "you can blast people in this game" "..."

•"yadayadaya safusafusafu" -you

•he likes your cheery mess but keep it at an extent before he sends you to the adoption center

•ADOPTION CENTER KINK---

A/N: I am sorry this is bad but it's my first post so please be patient I will start a writing blog with rules and all ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

Divider crds: /@junkyukim on pinterest

[babydollmarauders]

MEDIA MANAGEMENT — JACK HUGHES (23-24 SZN PART 19)

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notes: this is late and short and i apologize for that! i’ve had such a busy few days

y/ndevils00

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y/ndevils00 WE WON!! WE ACTUALLY WON!!

i mean… yeah, it’s cool, we won.

with the return of my absolute favorite captain (sorry Quinnifer), the devilish whores won 7-2 against the swords!

we kicked off the scoring just a minute and a half into the first with a goal from Holtzy, and almost 10 minutes later, got a goal from uncle Toffee to give us a 2-0 lead!

but that’s not all! just 4 minutes later, captain slut got his first goal back!! GO NICOLAS!!! and in true boyfriends fashion, he acquired his first goal back the same way that Jacky did; on his first game back, in the first period of the game, with a goal that had to be confirmed by officials that it was a good goal! how utterly boyfriends of them! they definitely planned that!

and to end first period, we got yet another EVEN strength goal (no power play goals yet here!) from Pally Pocket!! giving us a FOUR goal lead on those bitches from buffalo!

in second period we got yet another goal from Tyler the creator, just 2 minutes in! bringing the score to 5-1! thank you, queen! and then the rest of that period was boring af

BUT THIRD PERIOD! OH I LOVED THIRD PERIOD! we opened that period and made it our bitch with a goal from MY best friend in the whole big wide world, Dawg-son Mercer!! EVERYBODY CHEER! WOOOOO!!! (with an assist from my lovely pain in the ass, babygirl!)

AND LASTLY, WITH OUR ONE AND ONLY POWER PLAY GOAL, WE HAVE MY (hopefully) FUTURE LITTLE BROTHER, LUKEY ‘SMUSH’ HUGHES!!! LET’S GO, BABY HUGHES!! SHOW ‘EM WHAT YOU’RE MADE OF!!

i’ll see you guys on tuesday after we play the long island iced teas!

tagged holtz_10, tofff73, nicohischier, pally_18, jackhughes, dawson1417, and lhughes_06

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john.marino97 i don’t even get my own pic tonight?

y/ndevils00 i only have so many spots Jonathan! what am i supposed to do, you didn’t score a goal! do you want me to just take someone’s pic away to fit you in?!

john.marino97 1. not my name. 2. yes

y/ndevils00 NO! stop being greedy— jesus you’re like a stray cat, i feed you love once and you never leave me alone again

john.marino97 one could argue that you’re actually the stray cat

y/ndevils00 am i the one begging for your love right now? no!

john.marino97 i could post a photo of what you’re doing right now and it would suggest otherwise…

user29 what’s she doing right now?!

lhughes_06 @/user29 john is giving her a piggyback ride throughout the empty arena because she wouldn’t leave him alone

jackhughes how tf did you get the last picture from the press box?

y/ndevils00 ✨zoom✨

jackhughes well i need you to ✨zoom✨ out and stop camera stalking me while i’m on the bench. WATCH THE GAME.

y/ndevils00 don’t tell me what to do?

jackhughes you’re right, i’m sorry for telling you to do your job

y/ndevils00 you should be. thank you!

nicohischier you called me anything but my name

y/ndevils00 obviously? do you not see my gag here Nicole?

nicohischier i see it, i hate it, i ask you to do better

y/ndevils00 HEY DON’T TAKE MY LINE!

nicohischier too late. took it. made it my own.

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes PUT YOUR BITCH ON A LEASH

jackhughes but you’re my bitch?

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes take that back right now

jackhughes or what?

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes or i’ll tell Sid?

jackhughes consider it unsaid 🫡

user01 NICO AND LUKE GOALS AND WE WON

user63 “bitches from buffalo” is how i’ll be referring to them now tysm

holtz_10 please leave me out of this

y/ndevils00 you’re part of the team, are you not? you’re briefly photographed and mentioned just shut up and say thank you

holtz_10 for what? you didn’t even congratulate me

john.marino97 bro, it’s not worth the fight, just say it

holtz_10 thank you?

y/ndevils00 you’re welcome, swedish meatball!

tofff73 thank you and you’re welcome, queen!

y/ndevils00 TAKE NOTES PEOPLE! THIS IS WHAT YOU DO!

dawson1417 you’ve been here for like 2 months and you already make the rest of us look bad, Toff

y/ndevils00 @/dawson1417 you could NEVER look bad to me, honey bun! the others, however, could use some work

lhughes_06 i’ll be your future brother if i have any say in it

jackhughes but you DON’T have any say in it?

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes that’s what YOU think

jackhughes i- what does that even mean?

lhughes_06 @/jackhughes wouldn’t you like to know

jackhughes i’m pretty sure YOU don’t even know

lhughes_06 @/jackhughes you can’t prove that (i don’t)

dawson1417 CHEERING!! WOOOO!!! YAY ME!!

y/ndevils00 alright london tipton, let’s tone it down a little before somebody thinks you’re conceited

dawson1417 you’re right, sorry, GO TEAM!

y/ndevils00 there we go!! (we can cheer for just you off insta! nobody else matters!)

dawson1417 can we go out for drinks to celebrate me?

y/ndevils00 are you buying?

dawson1417 sure?

y/ndevils00 then ABSOLUTELY!!

user87 so are we just gonna breeze past “Pally pocket” … like polly pocket?

y/ndevils00 i liked to chew on the clothes <3

jackhughes i’m concerned for your well being

y/ndevils00 @/jackhughes you keep me sane 🥰

jackhughes well it’s a lot of work and i don’t think i’m doing a very good job

[sugar-omi]

could i possible request fem!cove and fem MC?? just little head canons both sfw and nsfw! i have nothing entirely specific in mind but just anything that you'd like 😊

THE SMILE ON MY FACE *KICKS FEET* HEHE OF COURSE YOU CAN eta now that im done: this is a big mindless, nonsense ramble i. im sorry. i was having the biggest gay panic of my life thinking abt her LMFAO 💀💀

tags : SFW + NSFW, fem/afab cove and reader, oral (cove receiving, reader receiving ment), menstruation ment,

synopsis : me losing my mind over fem!cove 🏌️

SFW

she's not much different to cove already ofc

but in my head she shines so bright omfg...

i like to imagine she's buff no matter what

washboard abs, toned arms and thighs...

but then think abt studious!cove

i want her to be soft....

bitta tummy, thighs perfect to wrap around your head... just squishy

so torn between the two. pls i can't she's PERFECT

either way, strong enough to pick you up

if big n buff she princess carries you all the time

if you do the same back tho, once you put her down she can't stand on her feet

she's swooning. actually falling. she's in love....

MATCHING CLOTHES

ah. you two going shopping and you seeing a dress n getting it for her....

she wears it on your next date, all shy and cute because she doesn't wear dresses often

dies if you give her attention over it, especially if you make a risque comment- she can't handle it

definitely lets you put makeup on her, she's just not good so if you are, please help...

once you see her in lip gloss for the first time, please kiss her and make a comment like "your lips looked so delicious, i couldn't help it" or "i like that color on you, do you think it'd suit me too?"

and then make it a habit bc now she's buying many lip glosses so you can kiss her silly <333

back to the doesn't wear dresses/skirts often thing

i think she's very active

always in shorts, t-shirt, tank top...

i wanna put her in a 2 piece suit

nice black slacks and a vest

the vest accentuating her chest because of it's low cut..

but i'd most likely to put her in a pretty dress for the ORCA dinner

does her best to dress up, even gets a bit of help from randy bc she is definitely a bit lost when it comes to fashion

but when you see her she literally knocks the breath outta you

she IS the prettiest girl in the world

ohhh her in the low light of the dinner, the blue lights just making her look so magical

pls she's everything to me

SHE STEALS YOUR CLOTHES.

OMG HER SLEEPING IN YOUR T-SHIRT!!!!

if your shirt is big n baggy on her she looks so cute...

although if your clothes run smaller or she's in a crop top/tight shirt....

imma save that for NSFW...

if you like painting your nails, she'll match!!!

isn't good at keeping them from getting chipped, but she does her best

omfg so i've seen some people say that their periods sync with their girlfriends (me n my bestie are always synced istg!!!!)

that's you and cove

you two usually know that if you got it, the other got theirs or is getting theirs

even if you get on birth control or have say pcos or smth like that that causes your periods to be irregular/disappear, pls still comfort n hang out w her!!!

i think hers is quite irregular as well so sometimes she's the one comforting you

now im projecting af, but when she gets it it's heavy!!!

not projecting but she definitely cramps, sometimes worse than others

either way, she loves cuddling up together and watching movies and stress eating snacks with you

anyway moving on before i add smth else<3333

NSFW

still a professional pussy eater !!!

(i watch this podcast and i need yall to see *this clip bc i just wanna say.... cove would definitely eat pussy to the bone. he's a DAWG!!!!)

probably even better at navigating your cunt since it's familiar territory

NOW ABOUT HER TITTIES IN THAT TIGHT SHIRT<33

she does her damnedest to NOT wear a bra, usually wears a sports bra

but again, she prefers no bra <3

and sometimes she gets away with it

but i love the idea of her waking up, her shirt all wrinkled and crooked, making it more fitting than it already is.

you can't focus on your cereal because she's shuffling towards you, nipples straining against the thin fabric.

cove flopping next to you on the couch, stealing bites of your cereal. and before she knows it, you kissed her breathless and all but snatch her shirt off, enticed by the rise and fall of her chest.

cupping cove's tits in your hands, she's so soft, and cove let's out the prettiest whimper when you brush your fingers over her nipples

if you suck on her chest, you get an even better reaction, cove rewarding you with loud moans and desperate calls of your name.

her hands in your hair, legs shaking and thighs clenching around you, totally ruined when you slip your hand into her sleep shorts, your fingers running over her darling clit.

she's cute<333

ah. i had a thought that i wanted to share earlier hehe

double sided dildo w cove....

holding hands while you both fuck back on the toy, cove hooking her legs over yours and getting as close as possible to play with your chest and kiss you..

ohh but would love if you got on top, the toy hitting both of you so deep inside, cove's body bouncing from the force of your hips

oh my fucking god.

she's a squirtter

arghh imma lose my MIND

imagine the first patreon moment, and you have her laid out all pretty in her bed, her legs over your shoulders and a hold on her thighs to keep her from crushing your head.

her thighs trembling in your hold, feet bumping against your back and she's clawing at the sheets, whining and moaning so pretty about how your tongue feels so good, low curses slipping from her lips...

tries pushing you away, tears in her eyes.

"y/n- oh god.. wait, i'm- imma make a mess!" she whimpers, throwing her head back when you just suck on her clit more intensly, your fingers curling against her spongy walls, loud squelches coming from your ministrations.

would make such a mess, the covers under her butt getting soaked in her fluids, it's even running down your neck and chest, a sight she has to tear her eyes away from when she finally comes down from her high.

would look so pretty too, her eyes rolled back and thighs trembling, back arching up and she'd fuck back on you, milking her orgasm and whimpering from any minor touch to her sensitive body..

oh and she'd peek at you through wet, spidery lashes, her pretty blues look so brilliant and darling even with the low light of the room and once she stops covering her face with her arm/fingers, you can see the bright blush on her face.

jfc she'd be such a sight, you might have to do her again just to make sure you don't forget it.

[fernsreblogs]

Okay so I’m VERY curious about this dsaf fandom and since most of my old dsaf followers are on this account I’m gonna make the poll here,

I’m not trying to start ship discourse at all so please be nice if you feel like sharing your thoughts, but what do you people think of StevenPeter? I, among other StevenPeter enjoyers have seen quite a LOT of pushback for it whether that be because it’s “so toxic” or “they dont even know eachother!!” Which.. Yeah.

So, what are your thoughts? (Reblogs appreciated to help the poll reach more dsaf fans!!)

Deffo not asking cause I’m writing a stevenpeter fic or anything haha what noooo

(Edit just to add Steter to the tags, I’m sorry that ship name is hot ASS tho)

[todayisafridaynight]

Would You Believe I was studying so I have yet to watch any further... but I 1000% trust your judgment and will resume shortly!

That's the consensus! He sounds really cute :) I think he's just hard on himself. On that note, this ad is the only time I can remember him singing in earnest (this video was one of the first things that marked my descent into madness btw. Kirin... Ichiban... Domestic "Jo"... what's not to love)

Your tag for my asks was #holder until i think of a tag for these asks!

absolutely valid reason to put a pause on watching my impulse control could never 🙏😭☠️ get that knowledge up my guy !!

ok but help i've actually had kirin ichiban a few times (i remember blogging about it here every time i did vlkaejvlkej), this is a real cute commercial though 😷😷 (even if it does make me hungry.. ironically speaking.. cause its meant to sell me the damn beer--)

[thesupreme316]

i have another request it goes to my other one about you getting injured how about aew boys reaction to you returning after getting injured 🫶🏼🫶🏼

AEW Stars React to: You Returning From Injury (Part 2/Standalone)

Pairings: Hook x Reader, Eddie Kingston x Reader, MJF x Reader, Dante Martin x Reader, Kenny Omega x Reader, Daniel Garcia x Reader, Ricky Starks x Reader

Word Count: 957

Supreme Speaks: heyyy, this was supposed to be out sooner but my internet cut out and my shit erased (not my bad but my bad). thank you @cassiesworldsworld for requesting a part two and for supporting me. I shall upload tomorrow as well. I hope everyone is having a great day and please know that you are appreciated and loved.

Warnings: not proofread (just grammarly), reader pronouns are not specified (gender-neutral)

Taglist: @cassiesworldsworld @wwenhlimagines @triscillal @hooks-martin @hookerforhook @sheinthatfandom @eddie-kingstons-wifey

Link to Part 1

Your return:

After being out for 1 1/2 months, you were finally given the green light to return to the ring

Even though it was less than 2 months, it felt like two years of being away from the ring

Arriving at the arena, you decide to surprise everyone; so you went straight to a private locker and changed into your gear

For your return, you either run out and help a talent going against the Outcasts or a heel tag team (think of Willow helping Skye Blue or Rodrick Strong helping Adam Cole)

Or you answer an open challenge from a person (male or female) and win the match to the crowd cheering and chanting your name (or make up your own, it’s your world)

When you get backstage, you were met with a smile from your boyfriend and or best friend

Dante Martin:

AGAIN THIS MAN IS A BABY

He’s feelin a bit bittersweet

It was nice to have someone with him while he was on the shelf; he didn’t feel lonely

But now he feels like gonna be back to square 1

Until you ran up and gave him a big hug (still being mindful of his leg)

You let him know that he never getting rid of you and you’ll always be his person

He smiles and says “Well 1 1/2 person is better than just 1” (get it? Cause he’s still injured so he’s the 1/2 per-)

Posts you on Instagram saying how proud he is of you

Hook:

Mans smiling from ear to ear backstage

Gladly picks you up while hugging you

“You’re gonna kill it. I know it”

Still keeps asking you how you feel about your shoulder

Mans wouldn’t say anything to anyone, but everyone could see how happy he is

I think depending on how your return goes, he would go out and establish an on-screen “friendship”

Would definitely celebrate with you afterward

Like Dante, he would definitely post a picture of you in his signature black-and-white scheme

MJF:

Posts a tweet confirming your return even though you didn’t tell him (he bribed the doctor to tell him the news)

Cuts a promo and references you

“My best friend/significant other is back, better than ever, better than you, and you know it.”

Will take all the credit for you getting better (to which you throw a shoe at him)

After congratulating you for making your return, he goes right back to roasting you on Twitter and on commentary

Is just pleased that you’re in a healthy position

Is very happy that you’re back and will try to figure out how to get you two in a storyline

If you say no, he will start some drama (will take back the scarf he made)

Eddie Kingston:

Is EXCITED to see you back; again runs around with his head cut off

Makes a small tweet about you

“Hey @Y/N, nice to see you back…now pay me for taking care of your fragile ass dawg.”

Will still be careful when imitating physical contact (hugs and etc.)

Continues to do almost everything for you out of habit

But he'll say it's because you're still depend it on him (to which you hit up side his head)

Like MJF, he will reference you in a promo (but will actually praise you for your durability and fearlessness)

Playfully will hold this over your head and says that you owe him if he gets injured

Ricky Starks:

You couldn’t keep the secret and told him that you were returning the minute you found out

Somehow, he managed to pull strings to get you involved with his storyline

He says it’s because he really just wanna work with you

But you know it’s because he wants to keep an eye on you (and to get even closer to you)

“It’s because you’re a child and I need to look after you.”

Still has a lot of your stuff on standby just in case something happens (always check on you to make sure that you’re comfortable)

Hangs your bedazzled cast/brace up in your living room

Daniel Garcia:

Daniel had a match after your return match/segment

MANS WAS DANCING IN THE RING TO CELEBRATE

And dancing at the club (just look at Isiah’s last vlog)

Will drag you on what he calls a “comeback tour”; and if you thought he was acting up when you were injured, wait until now

“Dude, it’s only 2 AM…why are you trying to go to sleep?” “-_-“

Is happy that you’re relationship/friendship was strengthened

Now that you are on the road, you were made his permanent road buddy (especially with Isiah being out of action)

“Zay, don’t blame me…blame Y/N, they insisted that I replace you because they have no friends”

Kenny Omega:

(side note; i need another kenny gif cause this one is causing me to gain more feelings for this man)

THIS MAN WOULD BE HAPPIEST TO SAY THE LEAST

When you first appeared and the crowd roared, a smile grew on his face

Was training with you up til you returned (you had to tell him cause essentially he is your boss)

Hugged you tightly and frequently checked up on your shoulder throughout the convo

He’s still scared that you’re not 100 percent

You: Kenny, you don’t need to keep checking on me

Kenny: Yeah, but- I think I see your bone poking through…Are you a zombie?

Will perform your signature move as a nod to your relationship

Does it all with a smile

[chocotonez]

enhypen summer dates pt2: bonfires

a/n: burnt marshmallows > browned marshmallows

summary: enhypen + you on a bonfire date

cw/genre: Mild cursing, fluff, fire, food, English is not my first language and lmk if anything else should be tagged!

link to 1k June special!! -> (^_−)−☆

heesung

-idk why I can never see him going outside but it takes a lot of convincing for him to go to a bonfire especially late at night

-holds your hands by the fire pit, pointing out shapes in the flames, humming softly

-you probably have to yell at him to get off his phone so he can enjoy the outdoors

-can get bored kinda easily but as long as he’s with you he doesn’t care that much

-he’s willing to walk through seven feet of mud if he’s holding your hand

-gets stressed if the fire gets too big because he thinks one of you is gonna get burnt ;;

-sings really softly but don’t fall asleep pls he wants to go inside and cuddle on a mattress

jay

-dawg is grilling!!

-one time at a bonfire my friend was making sandwiches like it was a production line so that’s pretty much Jay grilling over the fire

-makes sure you are well fed and comfy!!

-makes bomb ass s’mores as well, brings extra blankets, he wants to see you all comfy and cozy during your little excursion

-covers your eyes so you don’t get smoke in them

-lays your head on his lap so he can play with your hair, and gladly carries you back to the car if you fall asleep (if he didn’t fall asleep by the cozy fire himself)

-likes to take care of you while you’re enjoying the bonfire, loves staring at you illuminated by the flames, loves being with you <3

-def not a common date but still, if it’s with you it’s fun!

jake

-tells scary stories but might just end up scaring himself

-I have a feeling he’s not very good at roasting marshmallows but it’s ok!! the fact that the marshmallow he toasted for you is scorched and bubbling adds texture and character!!

-tries to impress you by throwing a bunch of tinder into the fire and flexing his muscles while he carries a bunch of sticks

-gets really worried if you get too hot or there is smoke in your eyes :( immediately asks if you want to go home because he just wants you to have fun!!

-he doesn’t want you to be uncomfortable ever <3 especially not during a date

-probably rambles to you about any sort of things on his mind, whether it be interesting mathematical formulas or scientific theories or his favorite episode of a new show he was watching

sunghoon

-“babe watch me throw this *random object* into the fire” “sunghoon what the FUCK?!”

-having tons of fun

-probably scares away any wildlife nearby without how much he laughs and he’s always pinching your cheeks while feeding you toasted snacks

-tells you scary stories but acts them out too!! mainly so you don’t get too scared

-pretends he’s a fire-bender and you get slightly worried for his health because he is messing around so closely to the flames but he reassures you that he’s a fire-bender

-“flames do not burn a dragon!!” “Do you need some neosporin?” “ya :(“

-karaoke with you

-really loves bonfires with you, even though you’re just outside

sunoo

-there for the view which includes you + fireworks + and nice sunset!

-is kinda sassy tho, gets all whiny if he gets smoke in his eyes

-brings a ton of blankets so you guys are all nice and toasty and you can cuddle even tho there’s a fire and you end up sweating but it’s ok if it’s with him <3

-he talks a lot, about his day, about your day, where he wants to go tomorrow, his favorite stars…

-makes you toast all the food over the fire because he’s too comfortable wrapped in his blankets on his chair to move

-def not his fave date but he doesn’t mind because he gets a ton of cute photos with you

-he’s down for any sorta date but he doesn’t want to get dirt on his pants and smoke in his hair!!

jungwon

-quiet, just enjoys the fire with you by his side

-feeds you s’mores or toasties

-both of you probably end up taking a nap and wake up to a dying flame and bright stars staring down at you <3

-he doesn’t really have any sort of noticeable attitude towards bonfires, like cool…ur outside….I guess

-but he’s really focused on your comfort, so he brings fans, blankets, extra water, fans smoke away from your eyes and emergency burn treatment

-holds your hand the entire night, looks up at the stars in awe but they look even brighter in his eyes

-probably ends up burning his hand and getting really embarrassing when you fuss over him tho

niki

-will randomly pop out at you after telling a scary story before hugging you and giggling

-plays with sparklers and you worry there’s going to be more fires than necessary before the end of the night

-hides his face in your arm if too much smoke gets in his eyes

-“I can make s’mores better than you y/n” and ends up melting a marshmallow <3 that’s ok tho you let him win the s’mores competition

-makes up new constellations with you and gives them stupid backstories, the Big Dipper becoming a soup ladle

-tires himself out from playing around too much and probably falls asleep on your shoulder

-he likes bonfires w you :) it’s so cozy but honestly he could do anything with you and he would still love it

•••

taglist: @chansburgah

[cyberwhumper]

The paper towels in the locker room are absolute crap, Rex thinks to himself. They’re the top football program in the goddamn state—you’d think they’d be able to stock some fucking two-ply, at the very least. These ones are scratchy as hell and barely even absorbent. He might as well be rubbing sandpaper on his inflamed skin, smearing the blood around instead of sopping it off.

Lucky their jerseys are red, huh.

He growls in frustration, sitting down heavily on the closed toilet as a wave of dizziness comes over him. He should’ve left well enough alone. It had only been bleeding a little—oozing, more than anything—but he just had to go and poke at it, and the stupid scratchy paper towels snagged on the scab, and now whole goddamn chunks of stuff are coming out, goopy and reddish-black. It fucking stinks, too. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say it was infected.

Obviously it’s not infected, of course. He doesn’t have time for something as stupid as an infection. They’ve got a championship on the line here. He’s their starting QB, he’s the Big Dog, he’s Rex fucking Engelhart, and he’s not gonna let a pathetic little gunshot wound stop him from going out there and winning.

These goddamn paper towels might do him in, though.

He crumples a last handful of them against the wound and yanks his undershirt down before refastening his pads. The pressure of the strap against his ribs makes him gag a little, but once the stars clear out of his eyes, he forces himself to tighten it, holding the makeshift bandage in place. Then he pulls his jersey down, careful to not smear anything onto the clean white numbers. He’s fine. He’s fine. He’s just gotta stand up.

Stand up.

Anytime, bud. Legs. Use ‘em.

Man. It’s really hot in the locker room. Rex is sweating just sitting there, sticky and clammy and…feverish? Nah. No way. He doesn’t get sick. And besides, he had poured hand sanitizer all over the hole that morning, and some of the hydrogen peroxide he uses on their laundry, and some mouthwash for good measure, which had stung like a bitch but made sense at the time. Minty fresh.

The sound of someone hitting the metal stall door rings out like the gunshot all over again, making him startle, head throbbing.

“Dawg, are you fuckin’ good? You need to go out and eat some grass or some shit?”

Vic.

“Fuck off,” Rex says, reflexively. Then: “M’fine. You timing me or somethin’? Creep.”

“We got like five minutes to kickoff, dude, fix your tampon, let’s fuckin’ GO!” Vic smacks the stall door again for emphasis before his footsteps retreat, scream-singing their rally song all the way out.

“Let’s fuckin’ go,” Rex mumbles weakly. He takes a very deliberate breath, in, out. He’s okay. The boys need him. Vic needs him.

If they win this championship, he thinks, he’s asking for new paper towels.

[Fic by the exceptionally talented @bxtterflystxtches , who I have the honor of collaborating with for this event. Please show him some love!]

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[darkplaceblankface]

⚡Masterlist⚡

"dawg I got a final tomorrow and I'm reading erotic techno brainwash torture. I'm never seeing the pearly gates." - one of my readers

Hey, y'all, I’m Mocha, and this is my blog! All in all, it's a whump blog! I like to make pretty men suffer, so there will be a lot of that. But mostly by the hands of women, interpret that how you will.

I'm 25, she/her, you know the vibes.

TikTok for ILF-verse: @mocha2383

AO3: SilentMocha (formerly MinaMocha)

What I write...do be extreme. It's a rollercoaster ride out here. If something really bothers, lmk and I'll tag. My ao3 works are heavily tagged.

My inbox is very open, including requests/prompts. If you inspire me and identify yourself, I will shout you out in my author's notes on Ao3. Be warned. ;) Ha. My ask box is as open as James'... let's not go there.

I also answer any and all questions about the ILFverse (my beta reader never hears the end of it). I'm even open to suggestions and requests for those WIPs.

Am I going to act like I haven't been on Tumblr for 10 years and never worked a serious blog? Yeah. :) <3

I've been whumping it for a long time but I love hypnosis/mind control/brainwashing (par for the course, ifykyk) or anything psychological in general. That goes for procedures (sorry, Ben), conditioning (sorry, Paddy), and just all forms of mind manipulation.

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⚡Series⚡

If Power Remains

A series about a totalitarian matriarchy that started after women were suddenly blessed or perhaps cursed, with superhuman abilities. The roles are very, very reversed and cruelty toward men becomes the norm.

Main things that all ILF-verse stories have: Slave whump, fem/dom, hypnosis/brainwashing/conditioning, captivity, public humiliation, dehumanization, torture, stockholm syndrome, abuse, multiple whumpers and whumpees, carewhumpers, yandere ;)

⚡Main Story⚡

IF POWER REMAINS

If Lightning Falls

A story about what seems like dust settling on a growing empire. The Six Sisters rule the world, all at their feet. But love, rebellion, and betrayal test their bonds, tempers, and trauma.

Explanation on why ILE went away & plans about it

If Serpents Lie - coming soon

⚡Side Stories & Companions⚡

THE REGIME STORIES

If Rooms Were Sweet: Liam and Anika

The story of Liam, a ridge resident, and his desperate effort to escape by seducing a girl he used to know. That girl being a top brass Mindworker...

THE REBELLION STORIES

If Spiders Live : Ben's Story

POV of Benedict Andante, the former medical student forced into the role of the Southern Rebels' demo expert. He tries to maintain his faith, despite the will of a witch who tests it. While his sins slowly crawl up his neck.

If Facts Were Simple: Patrick's Story

The POV of the Northern Rebels' bomber, Dr. Patrick Maxwell, and his spiral into insanity and self-hatred before his capture by Colonel Wiseman. His mind is a twisted thing, but he's not afraid of anything, especially not the dark, because he's growing strong in a world that can't love him.

Snippets with Inspiration for IFWS

[deadbyoffering]

25 more things that the killers (mainly The Legion) Are not allowed to do

See the first 25 things that the killers are not allowed to do

First

26. Mr. Carter is not allowed to hold a petition on banning animatronics. Just because you didn’t like your fortune from Zoltar doesn’t mean you have the power to get rid of them.

27. Mr. Spencer’s chain hooks are not to be use as hook hangers or to hang laundry.

28. Mr. Ojomo bell’s is not to be used as a dinner bell, but it can be used as a fire alarm or to be summoned for a meeting.

29. Mr. Kovács or his associates are not allowed anywhere near a Renaissance Festival without supervision  ever.

30. If you open any chest during a trial, close it.

31. Killers are not allowed to suggest which survivors perk should be banned. Nerfing is enough as it is.

32. No one is allowed to pull the kill switch. Not even on your anyone birthday.

33. Movies that released before 1960s are no longer allowed to be shown during movie night. 

34. Use the restroom before a trial and not during it.

35. The Legion are not allowed to bring spray paint to tag walls anyone anything.

36. Cameras or any flash photography devices are prohibited in the trials with the exception for Mr. Johnson.

37. Maurice was found and has been returned to Mr. Hawk. The perpetrator, the Dredge, is not allowed to be within 50 meters of Maurice or Mr. Hawk property.

38. To clear up some confusion above, the Maurice seen in trials is not the real Maurice but a replica of him.

39. To clear more of the Dredge and the Maurice situation above, those who have reported that the Dredge still has Maurice in its body is just an illusion. 

40. Mr. Kovács or his associates are not allowed to be hired by the following: camping, raiding or intimidating individuals.

41. The Legion don’t have permission to let survivors to leave trials if they defeated them in break dancing, arm wrestling or can make Frank laugh with a comedy skit.

42. Miss Imai is not cosplayer who made a poor attempt as cosplaying the Predator.

43. No one is allowed to trained the crows to attack survivors if the killer is stunned during trials.

44.The Legion Anyone not is allowed to serve alcohol to survivors in the Dead Dawg Saloon or Mount Ormond Resort.

45. The Legion are no longer allowed to yell “hippy hoppy, get off my property” while wearing the Robbie The Rabbit costume. It was funny the first time, but after 48 times it became obnoxious.

46. Although we have the equipment for it, there will never be a snow boarding tournament.

47. Miss Imai’s drones are not to be tampered with. Neither it to be used as a target practice or trying to catch them with a butterfly net.

48. The water tower is not to be used as a pool or hot tub. 

49. Even though he’s the same age as his sister, Mr. Deshayes prohibited to drink alcohol.

50. No longer anybody is allowed to yell “Here’s comes the bees!,” when they see Mr. Cage.

[alieinthemorning]

Cold Wishes Over a Hot Drink [Dabi | Todoroki Touya]

Content: Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Banter, Happy Birthday Dabi | Todoroki Touya, POV Second Person

Pronouns: None

Header: @/takepopopopopo

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January had been unexpectedly cold after December’s nice weather. Today, January 18th, was no different. However, the day was special, so you decided to whip up some hot chocolate. You knew this day was coming, as it does every year, so you made sure to set aside enough money to make it a little fancier than hot milk and cocoa powder. For today, you were able to get actual chocolate (milk and dark), vanilla extract, cinnamon and whipped cream. You whipped up two mugs as you hummed a familiar tune.

Surprisingly, no one bothered you as you did this, but you knew that would be slinking from wherever they were because of the smell. So, you hurried (as quickly as you could with two hot drinks) to a quiet place.

“Bold of you to follow me out here.” He told you as you stepped outside onto the roof of the building, the cold air immediately attacking your senses.

To keep your body from violently shivering, you instead focused on sassing him back. “You’re a glorified heater, I’ll be fine.”

You almost slipped twice, but you didn’t spill a drop (and didn’t burn your hands). You held the drink out in front of him, rolling your eyes when he raised a brow at the mug.

“It’s just hot chocolate.” He eyed it for a moment longer before taking it. You noticed that his fingers lingered longer than necessary, but you said nothing in order to savor the feeling of his cold fingertips.

And then he moved away, and so did you. You both leaned forward on the railing, just watching the world pass you by as you relished in the warmth slipping down your throat into your belly. And it kept you warm even after it was gone, even as the sun set.

Your eyes fell close with the setting sun as you murmured, “Happy Birthday…”

A hand came and rested on your head, pulling toward them. He said nothing, just held you close. But then, as the sun finally dipped beyond the horizon. He whispered,

“Happy Birthday, Touya.”

Places this on the table and fucking dips

Side Note: I have been reading a shit ton of BNHA fics, I'M NOT SAYING ANYTHING, BUT that's what I've been doing lately (I'm also about to start working on the BNHA Masterlist update on Tumblr so...ION DAWG).

Ko-Fi | Commission | Masterlist

[applbottmjeens]

TRIAL AND ERROR.

Phillip Graves x OC

MW3 SPOILERS AHEAD DAWG KEEP MOVING IF THAT ISN'T YOUR GAME

tags: MW3 SPOILERS! Phillip is a manipulative little shit, semi? canon compliant, Literally Anna why are you still with him, Domestic Phillip, Fluff(ish?), toxic ass relationship, Anna why are you doing this babygirl

summary: Phillip comes home post trial.

If anyone has the balls to lie to Congress, it's Graves. He'd do what it took to survive. Always a loophole or way to escape for a man like him.

He was gonna fly home today. Anna was too busy trying to make dinner and make sure her son Tommy was asleep. His little hat sticks to his head, tiny cat ears at the top. He looked so much like Anna, she wondered if his biological father's DNA did any work.

If anyone had the heart to raise a son that wasn't his, she was surprised it was Graves.

When Phillip comes home, Tommy’s crying stops. He loosens his tie and takes the boy into his arms, the baby chewing on his mittens.

He speaks so softly to him, its almost unrecognizable from him. “Heya bud…”

“He saw you on the TV earlier and got excited.” Anna says quietly, turning her cheek reluctantly as Graves comes and leans in for a kiss.

“Did he now?" Phillip's lips form into a toothy grin. "You see daddy win?” He coos to Tommy, patting Phillip's cheek with his tiny hands.

“...Don’t do that.” Anna says a bit too harshly.

He tilts his head, still bouncing little Tommy in his arms.

“Do what?”

“Call yourself his father.” She says, looking at her son in his arms, not wanting to admit how nice the sight was.

“I’m the closest thing this boy’s gon’ get to one, Annie. Might as well make it official.” He declares, and he braces for her to tell him she never agreed to anything like that again- but that never came. He finally wore her down in that argument.

She doesn’t yell this time. Good. He takes it as it closer to her eventual acceptance to his proposal of adopting the boy and giving him his last name. Tommy Graves did have a nice ring to it.

That's how you won with his Annie, you wore her down until she relented. It's how he fought, and how he hunted and how he loved.

He'd convinced her to do so much already, all thanks to the bundle of joy.

Join his Company? Why for the benefits and the financial protection for her son of course!

Move in with him? It's a much better home compared to the apartment she was staying in! Safer too.

Marry him? It's only the natural thing, right? Didn't she want her son to have a father figure? To have someone take care of her?

He was doing this all for her. Why couldn't she accept that?

"I'll go fix you a plate then." She mumbles,

"That'd be nice, baby. Thank you."

Anna would never say it to his face, but he's got this dad thing way more down than she ever could. A year ago this would've been her perfect life. But playing house with Phillip after everything he'd done felt like a mockery of the woman she used to be. Of the very foundation of love itself.

And yet she still makes him dinner. Still lives in his arguably nicer place, let's him try to earn her forgiveness with pretty things and let's him hold her son.

Because despite everything he's done… even though her autonomy and mind feels like a puppet on a string,

hes still right. This is a good life for her son, for her.

And as much as she wants to keep fighting it, she knows eventually she'll cave and just accept his proposal, and he can have what he wants:

His Annie. A family.

Because everything he wanted, he managed to make it what she wanted, too.

"...I love you." Those blue eyes look up at her so sweetly as she places his dinner at the table, Tommy in his highchair and Anna sitting across from him, sighing.

"I know." She replies, worn down by all of this.

Eventually, he'd get her to say it back.

Because Phillip always got what he wanted in the end.