#gay for my own oc moment

[callmegaith]

"Stick a toothpick in their skull when I see them"

[candlecordyceps]

Banging my head against the table as these freaks once again plague my mind

[cmdonovann]

oc time again. heres atlas, being dramatic and moody as always

[tiredsmashbros]

SMG34: LIPBITE COMIC WIP UPDATE

oh boy... i know a bunch of folks are hyped for this comic... and boy oh boy are ya'll's prayers going to be heard... kind of... butt for the celebration milestone, and granted majority are from this comic, i thought it was best to give EVERYTHING that i have currently.

starting off STRONG with what you freaks most want: the completed pages. andddd yep that's it that all that i have done LMAO. i've been fixated on my own smg4 oc: tsb, and during the end of my summer was unfortunately fucked over by some personal issues that fortunately got resolved last minute good grief the anxiety prevented me from drawing the gays sigh... aNYWAYS LINEART WIPS!!!!

here are linearts i have completed / in the progress of!! want to aim like i did in the past by finishing up lineart first, and then speed through with color + minor rendering. the reason i have a few colored is to test out what it would look polished and my god... i have improved A LOT. THESE GAY PEOPLE GIVE POWER I AM NOT KIDDING BELIEVE ME IM NOT CRAY- anyways onto wip pages!

jumpscare: tsb stickman sketches. oh yeah. this is how i sketch and i blame sensei eiichiro oda /j. and in case anyone is unable to understand it {i don't blame u LMAO}, smg4 wakes up from the dream and is startled to see mario by his bed. they have a short convo before mario leaves, and we get a job to smg4 in the bathroom trying to put up a brave face. until the moment he leaves he's stunned due to seeing smg3 at his front door. will i elaborate more on specifics or unwritten dialogue? NOPE! gotta keep secrets to make it even more enjoyable at the end!!

currently at 13 sketched pages total, but this is probably gonna be reaching towards 20-ish pages, surpassing part two, but it will depend on how i come up with how to end it. additionally to confirm there will be a PART FOUR / chapter 3, to end this story. my goal is to have it done before i finish my senior year, or at least during the summer after i graduate bc good lord who knows whats gonna happen.

and lastly, before i end this crazy update, SCRAPPED PAGESSS!!!!!

CONTENT WARNING : NSFW SKETCHES !!!! PLEASE LOOK AWAY IF YOU ARE A MINOR OR DON'T LIKE THIS TYPE OF STUFF!!!

oh boy... dont draw comics while sleep-deprived at 6am... idek what i was even aiming with this ngl other than just for fun, but i scrapped it due to not being what i had in mind for the story. if it doesn't serve a purpose or narrative, its bye bye YEAH BYE BYE THIS IS THE CLOSEST NSFW UR GONNA GET FROM ME HAHAHAHAHA- i say that despite writing a nsfw jojo wattpad smh im only confident doing it in words good lord. btw not watermarking these bc i gen don't care since they're legit scrapped {left top part was kept and completed} so idk what to do with these. im just throwing it and walkin away

now to end with this update, i can hear your question, "when will this be done?" and to answer that question: i'm not entirely sure due to my heavy focus on my smg4 oc: tsb, but my best chance is postponing my oc lore a bit and complete this before november UOIYGJDSIUHJKDWSXYUGHJKCS but we shall have too see...

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thurs: smg34 is canon in the tsb universe / au. though most of their encounters are platonic or best-friendy-way, they eventually express their feelings to one another and start dating 3/4’s way of the tsb storyline arc. tsb is a supporter of his friend's relationship and admires and takes inspiration from their relationship heavily to input his future love life. yearning to be in a similar position... to learn what is to really love someone... or what it's truly like to be loved...

[victimsofyaoipoll]

Finals

Propaganda Under Cut

Sakura Haruno

Her husband is gay and her author doesn't know how to write women. So many people say she's the worst but she. DESERVES. BETTER!!! Save her from this franchise.

My baby girl my bestie my best friend. She committed the crime of um being written by kishimoto who both doesn’t know how to write women and somehow writes men in the gayest way possible specifically naruto and sasuke. Like the thing is naruto and sasuke ARE gay and also she gets so much hate for the crime of kishimoto writing her one dimensionally in love with sasuke. I know her personally she is a butch lesbian to me just trust me she’s in love with Ino and has a lesbian thing going on with Karin okay just trust me. My everything. She needs to divorce the loveless lavender marriage she’s in 

What is there to say, even? The OG Threat to my 90s anime brain, the only woman I've ever hated with such a passion she made me turn away from the color pink. I used to write fics with my friend where she got left behind on purpose so our OCs could join the Naruto and Sasuke team instead. I loathed this bitch until I was 16 and realized the author simply couldnt write women and decided it was time to make peace with Sakura. It is not her fault she's vaguely written and obsessive over Sasuke. She deserves better. Sasuke and Naruto still should be together and Sakura shouldnt be with Sasuke but I no longer believe this because I hate Sakura, it is because I love her. She deserves a spouse who will actually put in the time to treat her like the hero she is.

Misa Amane

she gets treated in-canon the way fandoms treat female characters that Threaten an m/m ship. it's like, "oh why don't you go sit in the corner and be pretty, misa, while the Men have intelligent conversation and pretend they aren't ten seconds from fucking each other, doesn't that sound nice?" it's infuriating. and MAYBE it's better now but i remember her getting treated the same way in fanfiction too, like we all need to do just as badly by our female secondary characters as fucking tsugumi ohba, but with the added insult of making her be alternately oblivious of the relationship between light and L or actively trying to sabotage it—incompetently, of course, because god forbid misa be allowed dignity or moments of cleverness.

she's one of the first characters I think of when I consider old school fandom misogyny. The annoying bitch and clingy crazy gf allegations were AFTER HER ASS. She's also a lot more intelligent than people gave her credit for, but most seem inclined to take the Very Biased word of our unreliable, narcissistic narrator and his homoerotic arch nemesis and claim that just because she's bubbly and into romance that she's also a complete moron. Which is blatantly untrue. Everyone was afraid of Misa girlbossing too hard. Killing people and devoting yourself to the deranged twink of your dreams even though you know he'll never love you back??? Having a hardcore goth aesthetic and being so Hot even literal Death Gods are into you?? God forbid women do ANYTHING!

Not only is she the victim of yaoi culture, she is the victim of early 2000s misogyny by an author that wanted to introduce a girl character because he knew his male rivals were getting too homoerotic. She is a goth bimbo icon who portrays what I think is one of the few callouts for stan culture and what parasocial relationships can do to both the stan and the idol. The fact that she is a toxic fan of Kira and also hot, funny, sociable is tragic in its own way, which I think the author did try to touch on but was too misogynistic too really get through. Of course, she was reduced to villain status by the fandom and anime alike because she got in the way of the supposed romance in their psychological horror anime

[allthornsnopetals]

Fire on Fire E.Bridgerton

With this much desire, together we're winners They say were out of control, and some say we're sinners But don't let them ruin our beautiful rhythms

A/n: This was requested from an anon, long ago. Sorry for the wait.

Warning: Lady Violet x OC mother of reader (their gay, for each other), not proof-read

This is wrong, all of this is wrong!

Y/n's thoughts roar, her eyes glued to the ceiling, bare in the sheets of the woman she loves most: Eloise Bridgerton. Another day, another night. Her heart ached for her, her air being her, whom she should not have.

This is wrong!

Eloise had her heart long before she even knew it, before her first kiss with a noblemen's son, out of curiosity. It were as if, it were made for her, made for a woman and not a man. Y/n stiffs a sob, clasping a hand over her lips, as to not wake Eloise. This was wrong and she knew it. If she were to live like this, she would bring great shame to her family. But if she did not, her heart would be in great pain.

But she had made up her mind. She would wed and bring great pride to her dynasty.

"I am so sorry, Ellie." Said Y/n, trailing from her sheets, dressing herself and departing without a final goodbye or kiss to her beloved's head.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

"Mama, did Y/n decide to have breakfast with her own family, this morning?" Eloise asks, entering the drawing room.

Violet draws her attention to her daughter, thinking and forgetting her tea. "No, my dear. She had left during the night. She seemed rather upset... Eloise, did you do something to upset miss Y/n?" Her eyes hardens with her lips drawn into a thin line, interrogating her daughter.

Eloise huffs exasperatedly, slumping on the couch opposite her. "No, mama, I have done nothing to upset her." She says, opening her book and beginning the first page with her mind occupied with her love, hoping she had not done anything to upset her.

Her mother, cocks a brow, skeptical like always, but letting her curiosity lay to rest. "It is to be calling hour in just a few moments, eat and do try. I want you to try." Violet ignores Eloise's groan of annoyance, returning to her tea and breakfast.

"If Y/n can stand calling hour, than so can you."

I already have someone to call on to, and it is not a Lord or noble.

Eloise thinks, allowing herself to smile, missing the scent of her better half. Once calling hour is over, she is to pay her a visit and perhaps visit the library and enjoy a picnic in the park. Her love is never bored of food or books, she is rather the eater and could never stop herself from indulging in what she fancies. Eloise had learned the hard way, many times.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

"Miss Eloise, what brings you here at such a time?" Said Maria, Y/n's mother: Lady Clearwater.

Usually a footman answers the door or even Y/n, but something important must be taking place for the lady of the house to be answering her own door. Eloise tilts her head, her brows drawn in confusion. "Lady Clearwater, I am here to spend my afternoon with Miss Y/n. Is she in?" She asks, trying to peek through the rather small opening.

Maria cages the door to her body, closing any opportunity for her to peek. "I am afraid to inform you that, Y/n cannot join you at the moment. She is sitting with a Suitor, something that you are unfamiliar with." Her tone was bitter and sour, like always. But it was always sweet for her daughter, and not for Elosie, someone she loathes.

Eloise knew it but she did not care much, after all her daughter loves her and she loves her daughter. "But calling hour is but over, Lady Clearwater." Said Eloise, sounding confused and lost.

Why, would Y/n be sitting with Suitors. She never sits with them, never.

"Well, she had many calls today. Y/n is simply unable to join you, perhaps your plump friend, Miss Penelope can accompany you today. And not my daughter, whom I have informed you to stay clear from, many times before. Now, never darken my door step with your stubborn presence again." She slams the door in her face, leaving Eloise stunned and confused. Had she done something to upset her beloved, Y/n?

No, matter. She will unmask the true intentions, regardless of the events in front and ahead. She will make things right.

Or, so she thought.

Eloise has sent letter, after letter. In each letter, she wrote of apologies, love and the longing her heart yearns for with the absence of her Y/n. At this point she is breaking, missing the girl who smelt of raspberries and limes. Who saturated her days and nights. Her dreams, stained with her face, with her love.

What did I do wrong? Did I finally say something, I should have kept to myself?

Does she not love me?

Eloise wept into her hands, hunched over her desk, staining her gloves with tears.

"Eloise are you read-." Violet pauses at the door, gasping and gliding to her daughter's side. "My darling, girl, what is the matter?" She embraces her, guiding her out of her chair and to her bed.

Eloise shook her head, seeking comfort in her mother's chest. "It seems I have upset Y/n. She hasn't spoken to me since late last week." She hiccups, rendering her voice weak and frail. "I went to visit her during and after calling hour, but her mama, a terrible woman, refuses to let me see her." Violet's nose screws up at the thought of Y/n's mother, who was in fact a nasty woman and close friends with Lady Cowper—both nasty and cruel.

She rubs comforting circles on her back, trying to sooth her. "I miss her, mama. I want her near, not far. I want her as one needs air... I want her back." Eloise sniffles, suffocating in her mother's bosom.

"She will come back to you and do not worry about her horrid mother, I will settle her dismay." Violet reassures her.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Y/n danced with yet another Suitor, feeling rather sick of this and the stench of his man stink. He smelt unpleasant and musky, something she was not used to. She was used to the scent of lavender and tulips, which reminded her of Eloise, who watched on the side lines, itching for an opportunity to speak with her. Y/n noticed, so she dragged out the dance, making a show of false intentions, waiting for someone to steal Eloise away or waddle off in search of Penelope.

She did not want to see or speak to her. She wanted her to be less stubborn, leave her be and see what she is clearly doing.

"Lady Clearwater." Said Violet, watching Y/n dance while her daughter stood watching, clearly yearning for a moment with her. "Oh, Lady Bridgertion, how are you on this fine evening?" She returns her greetings with a ruse of a smile, offering her a slight bow.

"Good, but it seems my Eloise is having a rather poor time at the moment." She watches Lady Clearwater and her smirk, clearly caring very little. "Well, that is to be expected without a Suitor or company. Is she to be called on soon or-."

"Don't disrespect my daughter. You and your nasty comments can be kept to yourself and your nasty crony friends. You have no right to speak about my daughter behind her back or make her feel less then. She has every right to see her friend, for they have been glued to the hip before Edmund's passing." Violet takes a breather, pointing her finger in her face, making sure her voice is low enough for only them to hear.

"Your daughter has saved my Eloise. Saved her from herself, from her anger, from her distaste for society and especially her bad luck with her debut. And as for your daughter, you do not deserve her. You don't deserve her kindness or her intellect. She is my girl's sun and she is her moon. They will not part, simply because you do not-."

Maria grabs Violet, dragging her to an empty room, making sure they were not spotted or followed. She pushes her in, shutting the door behind her. "How dare you, pull me along without my con-."

"Be quiet, Violet!" Said Maria, hushing the other woman.

Maria breathes through her nose, calming herself. "Your daughter and my daughter are... They are..." She stutters, finding it difficult to manage the right words.

"They are what?" Violet says, clearly impatient, growing tired of her used to be a friend's antics.

"They are going through what we went through." Violet's brows knit together, trying to understand what Maria is implying. Maria huffs in annoyance, irritated by her slow brain. "Our daughters are seeing each other behind our backs, as we did before our husbands." Maria finally explains, waiting for Violet to finally understand.

Violet's mouth falls open with her eyes blown in understanding and shock. "They are romantically involved with each other?" Said Violet, pacing the room, consumed in thought and worry.

Maria taps her foot, impatient and irradiated. "You did not see it?" Maria cocks a brow, still so arrogant and short-tempered as she was when she were but a young lady without title. Violet glares at her, stocking towards her with hell in her eyes. "You did not inform me!" She points her finger accusingly to her.

Maria scoffs. "You did not speak to me after my marriage to Lord Clearwater. Please enlighten me with an explanation of how I was to inform you."

Violet deflates, recalling her past and her decision to ignore and vow to never speak to Maria again. "Right." Said Violet, backing away and fiddling with her fingers, embarrassed and feeling rather foolish.

"They gaze, only at each other... As if it were only them. My Y/n, seeks your Eloise, as if she were the moon and the stars." Maria chuckles faintly, staring at her feet with a small smile. "I am beginning to think, that queer traits are genetics." The ladies make eye-contact, acknowledging the other for the first time in many years.

Silence fell, like sheets cascading over a mattress. They both wet their lips, a shared trait of awkwardness and loss of words. It was as it should be for the ladies of separate dynasties. One found a love match after the shatter of her lover's heart, while the other found a political match, that had its romance in its own way.

They were both aware of the cracks, scars and bruises their love had left. The rumors, the dent their families received and the long lasting yearning for the company- the love, that only they found with each other.

"It was, rather painful, Mia. Having you marry another, while I watched... It left a mark, that not even Edmund could wipe away." Violet muttered, her lip beginning to quiver. "I had wished it were a bad dream or a mistake when I heard you were with child. I wanted to believe that you'll come back. Come back to me and tell me it were all but a cruel joke, a prank, perhaps a misunderstanding." Violet croaked, straying her gaze to the floor.

Maria cups her cheeks, wiping away her tears with the pads of her thumbs, shushing her. "I am truly sorry for the hell I dragged you through, but Vi you knew the cost, th-"

Violet silenced her with a kiss, dragging her close by the waist, wanting her to shut up and fill the void Maria had left. Maria pulls back enough for air. "Vi, what on earth are-." Violet backs them both into the wall, finding her lips again, and only parting to speak.

"We can't do this to our girls. What we had, left a wound on my heart. I don't have the strength to put my daughter through the exact pain I went through, and I am sure you can't do such a thing to your darling daughter, can you Mia?" Violet pants, gazing at her lips, silently begging her to reconsider her thoughts.

At the sight of her old love, her heart wallowed. How could she have let her slip through her fingers? How could her heart move so quickly and swiftly? Has it always been for her? She shook her head, pecking Violet on the lips, testing the waters, and feeling the sparks she had assumed belonged to another, calling for a show of fireworks and dazzling colors.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

Maria took her daughter's arm, dragging her to the nearest exit. "Rest, stroll, take this time to breathe and enjoy the cool of the evening." She lures, ushering her to walk the gardens. "But mama, I am to fill my dance card, sir phi-."

Maria raised her head, hushing Y/n as she spots Violet prompting her daughter to do the same. "Nonsense, this night has been quite filling. Now go, enjoy some peace alone." She grinned, swatting at her to leave.

Y/n allowed her shoulders to relax, weakening her posture with a thankful smile. "Thank you mama, I will return before the night is to end." She props a kiss to her cheek before waddling off.

She strolls mindlessly, before coming to a stop at the lake side, observing it and its endless solitude. Her mind has been in shambles and glass, since her departure from the Bridgerton house. She missed her lady of lavender and tulips. She misses the way her skin felt against her own, the sound of her laugh, and the intricate works of her mind. She wanted her girl back. She wanted to be near her, that is, if it so weren't wrong.

She needed to clear her mind. Needed her heart to stop pulling, stop squeezing the life from her being when Eloise polluted her mind. She wanted everything to stop, to pause and give her peace.

Y/n coughed, using the pebble path as a place of rest, sitting and cradling her legs to her chest. She released a tired sob with her head deep in her knees.

Go, away Eloise! Leave my mind and let me rest!

But Eloise did not want to. Her steps quicken at the sight of Y/n, running to her, wanting to be near her. "Y/n, what is the matter?" She slid beside her, and without thought, pulled her into her arms.

Once she realized who it was, Y/n was pulling away, shoving Eloise away. "You are what is the matter. You cannot leave me be!" Said Y/n scooting away, and finding her feet.

Hurt crossed Eloise's face, feeling as if she was stabbed or shot by the one she loves. "I do not know of what you speak? Am I the matter? I do not understand... Have I done something to offend you, or hurt you?" Her usual confidence and stature has gone, stripped from her within just a moment.

At the sight of light losing its life in her sapphire eyes, Y/n's heart winched, with her throat running dry. She wanted to avoid this. Avoid the pain of ripping off the band aid, the prick of thread and needle, stitching a wound or the pour of alcohol on an open gash. It felt like lava, washing over her, like rain, drenching her and even drowning her. It gave something in her, something rather sore, perhaps raw.

"Do not speak to me Eloise. You are the problem." Y/n swallows dryly, walking backwards. "If we are seen here alone, we are to be dragged through the mud, the dirt, the very gutters of lower London!" She inhaled harshly, glaring pained daggers at the woman she loves, and pausing in her steps.

"They speak and you ignore their whispers... Their nasty comments. Do you know of the tons thoughts. How they believe us as sinners. Women bedding the devil!" She exclaims, fiddling with her gloves.

Eloise rolls her eyes, amusing herself with an empty laugh. "I do not care for what the ton has to say. These men and women are just-."

"But I do! I care!" She drives forward, pointing her finger at Eloise. "But you do not! You skip around with your skirts above your ankles, living a life of sparkles and ponies." She spat, shoving her finger into Eloise's chest, accusingly. "You care very little about others, and that is what the problem is." She scoffed, backing away, shocked and irritated.

"I care very little? You left my letters unread and unanswered. You left me alone, hurt and you hurt me more, now! You stabbed me! Marked me!" Said Eloise, grabbing hold of Y/n's hand and holding it against her chest.

"You branded my heart. You, Y/n Clearwater strangle my heart and make it bleed. You feed it blood cells and provide it with chambers to feed the body. You have something, that I cannot afford to give away, simply because of silly gossip. And I will not let you walk away with it." She pleaded with her, begged her with nothing but desperation in her words and eyes.

"Do not let me bleed."

But Y/n was not her mother. She will not be so easily swayed, not like this. "Lord Philips has asked for my hand and I have accepted." Said Y/n, drawing back her hand, walking back to the ball.

"But do you love him!" Eloise yells, following Y/n and yanking her back. Y/n frees herself with Eloise quickly snatching her by her forearms, forcing her in place.

"Do you love him. Say it and I'll leave you alone."

"And what if I said, I did not? What would you do then? Cage me? Keep me hostage?"

Eloise, now grinned. "Perhaps I should cage you, like a song bird. Keeping you from society, forcing you to stay with me." She jokes, drawing her closer until her arms were encased around her shoulders, trapping her in, keeping her from running away, basically hugging her. Y/n laughs, finding her lips curling into a smile of her own.

Eloise always had a way to make her laugh or feel anything but anger or sadness in heated situations like this. They could argue for five to ten minutes until Eloise said something witty, clever or comical. Eloise would never end an argument with tears or brewing anger. She is too hopelessly in love for that to happen.

"I do not sing." She perched herself on Eloise's shoulder, gazing at her with an easier tone and lacy smile. She laughed, cupping Y/n's cheek, rolling her thumb over the smooth skin. "Perhaps not very well. But that can be fixed with the candles turned down and an empty house." Eloise winks suggestively, rewarding her with a pinch to the side. "Dirty Bridgerton." Y/n pokes, soothing the spot with the pad of thumb.

The pair relish in the solace of the arms of their lovers, relieved to have the other back in their respective positions. "My love, don't let the whispers of the ton ruin us. They know nothing, of our love. Nothing about what it means to yearn for someone, quite like we do." Eloise pressed her forehead against hers, content on keeping her near.

She drew her voice to a whisper. "Do you love me, miss Clearwater?" She finally asked, waiting with steeled breath.

"Yes, stubborn Bridgerton, I do love you. How can I not when you make me a fool for thinking to wed another."

[uceyliyahh]

SOMETHING BOUT’ US

Summary: "I want you more than anything in my life." After being in a difficult relationship with Carmelo Yasmine decided to move on from him and become the next big thing while getting drafted on the smackdown roster she always thought she would never find love again due to her commitment issues until she met him.

This fanfic is 18+! NO MINORS ALLOWED

word count: 3508

smut warning; it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I’m improving at the moment.

Jey Uso x Yasmine

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

comments, likes, repost are appreciated I would love the constructive feedback in what area I need to approve in. 🤍

ALSO! I don’t not want nobody stealing my fanfics or take it as theirs that will be an issue fasho so keep it cute respectfully.

I only own my OC along with the make up scenarios

But I’ll be writing along the way since this story is in my drafts on Wattpad right now so yuh. 💁🏽‍♀️

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1.

YASMINE I was in the gym working out before going to work today. Being a wrestler was very cool. Shawn Michaels has declared that I will be the next great thing for the organization, which I truly believe.

As I was performing my bench press reps, I felt my phone vibrate and heard from my AirPods that Bianca was calling me, so I paused my reps and placed the weights down to answer the phone.

OTP Minnie🧃: Hey, B what's up? Breezy🫶🏽: Hey girlfriend! How are things going down at NXT? Minnie🧃: it's been going good I'm just at the gym right now before I head into work Breezy🫶🏽: good! I heard melo ass was tryna talk to you Minnie🧃: girl fuck him he's not important Breezy🫶🏽: period but I know the draft is coming up soon so I hope you'll get drafted to smackdown me and Trin is missing you dearly. Minnie🧃: I miss you guys too like our schedules are soo hectic rn it's not even funny Breezy🫶🏽: who you telling girl but imma' go I'll talk to you later girl! Minnie🧃: byeee

CALL ENDED

I hung up the phone and went back to performing my reps. I'll tell you a little bit about myself and Carmelo; we dated for around two or three years? We went from high school sweethearts to almost engaged before he left to become an NXT star and cheated on me.

When I found out he cheated on me with someone on the roster, I was furious to say the least. Since my name was on the lease, I basically threw his things out and told him to go live with his whore.

I blocked him on everything as he attempted to contact me after learning that I would be on the main roster of NXT, but I ignored him since I was focused on my work.

After that day, I couldn't trust any man. My trust issues were strong, and I was an extremely critical over-thinker, always wondering if I'd forgiven him, would he change?

But you know what they say: people who cheat will cheat on you again, and I wasn't going to cope with that.

As I finished my reps, I set the weights down on the side of the bench, grabbed my Stanley cup of water next to me, and began sipping it.

After I got off the bench, I grabbed my phone and checked the time; it was nearly time for me to go to work, so I grabbed my gym bag and keys and headed towards my car.

I opened the door, threw my workout bag in the backseat, and went to Instagram to upload my gym photos from earlier, all while turning on the car's ignition and moving away from the parking lot.

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✧˚° I arrived at work as I parked in the garage grabbing my bag that had all of my gear inside of it while walking towards the building. As I was walking towards my locker room I've seen Lash running up to me as she gave me a hug.

"Hey Girly!" Lash said.

"Hey, Lash what's happening?" I said while folding my arms.

"Nothing much girl getting ready for this tag team match later on did you eat?" She said.

Now that I think about it I didn't eat before heading to the gym I shook my head while she linked her arms with mines as we began to walk to  the catering area.

I grabbed a plate getting me some Salmon along with some white rice and asparagus while getting me a cold bottle of water. I walked towards the table sitting down with Lash as we began eating our food.

"So I heard about you and melo yall ain't together anymore?"

"Nah we aren't together anymore after he cheated on me but he keeps trying to hit me up and stuff but I just ignore him." I stated while eating my rice.

"Mhm, period girl as you should if Trick would've done something like—something like what?" Lash got startled as she seen Trick behind her with his plate in his hands.

The couple stop kissing each other as he sat down next to us eating his food.

He chuckled at her as he set his plate down, placing his hands around her waist as she held him closely and kissed his lips.

I glanced at the pair kissing one other's faces, and it almost made me feel lonely, but I didn't mind since I enjoy being alone. Trick was close friends with Carmelo, and it wasn't strange for him to remain so after his friend strayed. We kept in touch from time to time, checking in on each other.

"What's good Minks." Trick said.

"Hey Trick how you been?"

"I've been good you know being the nxt champion and all how about you?"

"I'm fine just ready to see who am I going against tonight." I said grabbing the napkin that was next to me wiping my mouth in the process.

He nodded affirmatively and continued eating his dinner, while Lash nudged me, as if she saw someone behind me.

When I looked at her, she pointed her finger behind me. As I turned around, I saw the guy I despise the most, Carmelo, with crossed arms. I rolled my eyes at him.

"What? Melo?" I asked sternly.

"Can we like talk in private?" He asked.

I looked over at Trick and Lash, who were gazing at me, and then back at Carmelo. I groaned heavily, finished my lunch and tossing it in the trash bin while walking with Carmelo.

We proceeded to his locker room, and he locked the door behind him as I sat on his couch, crossing my legs in the process.

"What the fuck do you want Melo?"

"Can you relax with the attitude Minks? I'm tryna apologize for what happened I was drunk and stupid." Carmelo said.

"Melo I don't give a damn how many times you apologize to me about your actions I'm not taking you back." He scoffed in disbelief how can this man be so naive to think that I'll just welcome him back in open arms?

"Why do you have to be so difficult, Yasmine? "I'm trying to make things right with yo' ass." I rolled my eyes at him; is this nigga being serious right now?

I sat up on the couch, peering intently into his eyes while we both kept eye contact. "Me? Being difficult? How am I being difficult when I haven't done anything? I'm going to leave since you're already aggravating me, and I've only just arrived at work." I jumped up from the couch and moved towards the door, but he stopped my path while peering into his dark eyes.

He grabbed my throat and roughly pushed me back against the wall, pinning me in the process, which anxious me little. "Nigga, what the hell is wrong with you? "Let me go!" I yelled, attempting to shove him off of me. He held me firmly around the throat and muttered something in my ear that gave me goosebumps. "You'll never be able to find someone better than me and if you do I won't hesitate to kill them because you belong to me and only me understand..?" Carmelo threatened me as I was afraid.

I nodded yes as he left go of my throat, gasping for oxygen before exiting his locker room; I couldn't tell anybody about it or he'd be fired, so I kept it to myself.

I rushed to my locker room, closing and locking the door as I dropped down on the ground, breaking down. Tears streamed down my cheeks, and I gasped for air, attempting to calm down.

I wasn't expecting him to be like this with me because of his behavior, but what he said scared the snot out of me. I kept weeping silently so no one could hear me.

'What am I going to do?'

✧˚°

I was in the makeup chair, getting my makeup done, when I felt someone touch my shoulders. I opened one eye to find Lash behind me and offered her a phony grin. "Ouuu girl your makeup looks so good it matches with your gear so much." Lash praised me. "Thank you girly your gear looks so good make me wanna eat you up don't tell trick I said that by the way." While she and I were snickering at each other, I noticed Carmelo stroll past us, looking at me.

I avoided eye contact with him, which Lash observed as her facial expression turned to one of confusion, lifting an eyebrow at me.

"Did something happen between you and Melo?" She asked. I shook my head because I didn't want her to inform Shawn about what happened between me and him in his locker room.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, nothing didn't happen girl why don't you go focus on your match for tonight I'll catch up with you later." I said as she nodded her head hugging me in process.

After I got my makeup down I looked in the mirror checking myself out and damn I look good for tonight's match against Roxanne Perez for her title this was a good opportunity for myself.

She's been holding that Title for a hot minute now and out of all the girls I got the opportunity to win it.

"Yasmine to the gorilla, Yasmine to the gorilla."

I checked myself about one last time before heading out towards the gorilla I put on my jacket fixing my hair in the process pumping myself up to calm my nerves as I looked up at the TV screen seeing her going inside the ring.

I looked at the camera as my music starts playing saying towards the camera "it's go time baby." As I head out towards the ring. I walked out as the crowd cheered for me I love the massive pop that I am getting from the crowd.

"And her opponent from Brooklyn, New York weighting at 148 pounds Yasmine!!"

I spun around as I was skipping towards the ring flipping my hair in the process while doing the same thing around ring before getting on top of the ring. Sitting on the ropes before flipping over them walking around the ring.

"Yasmine is one of favorite female athletes on the NXT roster, mannn she's so talented."

"I agree with you here Booker she'll be the next NXT women's champion for sure."

I took off my jacket throwing it outside of the ring stretching my arms as the referee held up the championship before ringing the bell.

Roxanne ran up towards me as I ducked before doing a drop kick on her causing her fall on her back holding it. Grabbing a full load of her hair throwing her across the ring like a ragdoll as I climb on the ropes giving her doing a moonsault off the ropes landing on her body as she groaned in pain.

✧˚° 1! 2! 3!

"Roxanne Perez retains her NXT women's championship!!"

"Here's your winner and still the NXT women's champion Roxanne Perez!!"

This was a terrific match for us; we had synergy that no one else had in the locker room. Roxanne helped me up while holding her hand out in courtesy. I shook it, of course, as she hugged me and whispered in my ear that she was proud of me before releasing go.

I raised her hand as everyone shouted before rolling out of the ring, gripping onto my body because I was in pain. I headed towards the Gorilla after seeing Lash and Trick approach me.

"Oh my gosh girl you almost had her!" Lash said.

"Yeah, you did don't worry Minks you'll have that opportunity again." Trick said reassuringly.

I smiled at them weakly due to me feeling tired, "thanks guys I appreciate it but imma hit the showers good luck Lash!" I left them two as I went towards my locker room before I could I see Carmelo coming up towards me.

I walked past him not trying deal with his shit tonight after what happened earlier but he grabbed me by the arm as I looked up at him.

"You did a good job about there baby." Carmelo said as I scoffed.

"Don't call me that we aren't together Melo." I said sternly as I saw a grin on his face.

"Last time I checked we are remember what I told you earlier Yasmine." I just rolled my eyes at him before yanking my arm away from him heading in my locker room locking it.

I grabbed my phone seeing that Bianca had texted me.

IMESSAGE 💬 Breezy🫶🏽 sent 3+ messages

Breezy🫶🏽: Hey Girl! I watched your match with Roxanne and I must say you're one hell of an athlete girl doing all of em flips. 😭😭 Minnie🧃: thank you girl I appreciate it Breezy🫶🏽: you'll be a perfect match for the smackdown roster girl imma need a match with you and Iyo fr Minnie🧃: PLEASE THAT IS LITERALLY MY DREAM MATCH WITH HER😭🥲 Breezy🫶🏽: lol but are you doing okay? Minnie🧃: yeah...

I didn't know if I should tell B about what happened between me and Melo she'll probably be pissed if I told her.

Breezy🫶🏽: what happened Yasmine? 🤨 Minnie🧃: something happened between me and Melo... Breezy🫶🏽: what the fuck did he do? Because I will show my ass Yasmine Minnie🧃: it was just a simple talk and how he was sorry for what he did then when I decided to leave his locker room he decided to put his hands on me threatening me in the process... Breezy🫶🏽: OH HELL NAH IM FINNA TELL MONTEZ! THAT NIGGA DONT GOT NO RIGHT TO PUT HIS HANDS ON YOU! 😡 Minnie🧃: please don't tell Montez ion' want him involved B Breezy🫶🏽: no yasmine this is unacceptable Montez has to know ight? Minnie🧃: fineeee you're technically my sister in law so I have to listen to you. Breezy🫶🏽: good does anyone else know about this? Does Trick know? Minnie🧃: no don't nobody else know but you. Breezy🫶🏽: I'm glad you told me this cuz man but imma let you get some rest I'll text you in the morning. Minnie🧃: okay byee

Sigh now I gotta hear Montez fat ass mouth about this shit I'll probably be switched over to the smackdown brand with them that way I can be around from Melo ass and be with my girls.

After I took a shower I put on the some comfortable clothes while putting the rest of my gear in the bag double checking that I had everything inside of my bag before grabbing my keys heading out towards the garage.

I walked towards the garage unlocking my car as I threw my bag behind the backseat before starting up the car. While I was doing that I saw Carmelo coming up towards my car I just deeply sighed while rolling my eyes in the process.

"Baby where are you heading to?" He questioned me.

'If this nigga keep calling me baby imma crash the fuck out.'

"Nigga stop calling me your fucking baby because I'm not your damn baby now what the fuck do yo' ass want?" I said sternly while feeling irritated.

I made sure I locked my door just in case he wanted to do some sneaky shit.

"Stop catching a fucking attitude with me little girl before I handle yo' ass now answer my question."

"Ion' have to answer to you so I would advise you to me yo' ass before you get run over by me." I put the car in drive as I drove off from the garage leaving him dumbfounded while was driving I was listening to summer walker.

She just dropped a new single and I am in love with it as I was listening to the lyrics throughly.

'Only thing that's saving you (Oh-oh) Is the heart of a woman Yeah Only thing that's saving you, oh Is the heart of a woman Hey, yeah'

I came to a halt at the red light as I took out a pre-roll blunt from my glove section, lighting it up and taking a few puffs while simply vibing out.

As I began to drive towards my house, the light went green. I continued to smoke the pre-roll blunt, feeling my body relax knowing that this would help me calm down.

'Question is, why I do the things I do? Answer I may never find, but I'll always choose you Wanna give up on you but, damn, I know I can't I put the blame on me for giving you chance after chance'

I knew Montez would be unhappy when he found out what Carmelo had done to me; he had always loathed Carmelo since we met, but I didn't listen to him being crazy as usual.

And now I'm in a toxic situation with this man simply because he threatened me if I find someone else, but with my trust issues, I'm not sure if I can find someone faithful since people will do you dirty in the blink of an eye.

'In love with you, but can't stand this And I try to be strong But how much can I take? Put your words on your life this time And I hope your ass ain't lyin' 'cause'

I was overthinking whether someone would deal with my attitudes, or even handle me at all.

I despised being a critical over-thinker because it placed me in a deep state of despair knowing that all I needed was comfort, which he couldn't supply.

'Only thing that's saving you (Oh-oh) Is the heart of a woman Yeah, oh-yeah Only thing that's saving you Is the heart of a woman Yeah-yeah'

I eventually made it home, pulling into the driveway and shutting off my car before getting my belongings from the backseat. My body was still throbbing from the fight I had with Roxanne.

Unlocking my door and feeling the fresh aroma inside my house, I sighed in relief as I gripped against the wall and removed my shoes, placing them on the shoe rack.

I deposited my luggage on the couch and walked into the kitchen, opening the cupboard to fetch a snack because I had already eaten after my match.

Going upstairs to my bedroom, I dropped down on the bed and grabbed the remote next to me, putting on Netflix.

'It's my mind and my soul versus your pride Nigga, check your ego 'cause I left mine at the door Just because I let it slide Drowning in all my emotions I let you slide in this ocean I'm in'

I watched my phone light up as I noticed Trinity had contacted me, hoping Bianca hadn't told her what had occurred.

IMESSAGE 💬 Trin🤭🫶🏽: HE PUT HIS HANDS ON YOU? Minnie🧃: shit...did Bianca tell you? Trin🤭🫶🏽: yeah, ofc Yasmine she did tell me about it do I gotta tell Jon? Minnie🧃: might as well since she's telling my brother 🙄 Trin🤭🫶🏽: un-unt don't do that this is only for your protection Yasmine I can't believe he would do that to you hasn't he put you through enough? Minnie🧃: yeah you're right Trin Minnie🧃: will I ever find love or trust again? 😟 Trin🤭🫶🏽: heyyy don't be like that because I know how you get ion' want you to be in your head you will find it or it'll come to you I promise but this draft needs to hurry up so that you can be away from him Minnie🧃: what if he gets drafted on the smackdown brand too then what? Trin🤭🫶🏽: we will protect you yasmine don't worry as long as Jon and Montez is around you'll be okay Minnie🧃: kk Trin🤭🫶🏽: well imma go tell Jonathan since he don't play about you just like how Montez is with you being is little sister. Minnie🧃: ight then byeee

This is such a mess I hope and pray that he doesn't get drafted on smackdown with me because it'll just start some shit.

'In love with you but can't stand your ways And I try to be strong But how much can I take? Put your words on your life this time And I hope your ass ain't lyin' 'cause'

Why do I have to do this again? When I mean again I've been through an abusive relationship before in the past and lemme' tell you it was horrible but the person I was with before Carmelo is in jail for life.

So now I have significant commitment difficulties, as well as trust issues, since I'm frightened that if I date someone again, I'll get wounded again, so I've created a shield over my heart as a result of what I've experienced.

'Only thing that's saving you (No, I can't take it no more) (l'm bound to walk out the door) Is the heart of a woman Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh Only thing that's saving you Is the heart of a woman Ah, ah'

Something Bout' Us

A/n: welcome to a new book 💁🏽‍♀️ I hope Montez and Jonathan beat Carmelo ass honestly 😅 because why is he already starting shit with Yasmine?

But I hope yall enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below.

Stay Ucey.

[colourstreakgryffin]

Blitzo (I love calling him Blitzo so much that I think he would kill me)) × Sister!reader.

Haha! He will, he’ll come out of your screen to shoot you so be careful— but anyway, of course. Just a scenario where Barbie’s willing to forgive Blitz and try again. Eh, kinda but also not really. To be honest, I already made an older brother OC for the Buckzo twins so love sibling stuff!

Blitzø- Restart and Reload

“C’mon! C’mon! Loonie’ll finally get to meet you!”

Blitzø eagerly speaks, so excited and jittery and his hand clung to yours as he leads you through the kinda dump-y dark apartment building to find a specific room where his own living quarters and his beloved Loona stations in. His fingers laced with yours, his younger twin sister…

It’s been a while since he ever saw you but now that you’ve been reunited. He plans to keep you in his life

You merely smile at your older brother, he hasn’t changed much since he was a teenager. You’ve noticed that he still has a rather dorky sweet demeanour behind those brutal steely walls he’s put up to protect himself but for you and Loona, he drops them because he loves you two too much to be a prick

Blitzø truly trusts you two… please don’t break his heart— he’s fragile and relying on you, he wants your love as he loves you

His flexible long tail is already clung around your waist like a pair of arms wrapping you up but it’s his subconscious fear of you disappearing, you didn’t mind it even when you were shocked by the sudden contact. He has finally gotten you back after the infamous fire incident had separated you from him. He missed you so much

“Loonie?”

You politely and curiously ask as you’ve never heard of such a person… is she his girlfriend? You always kinda thought your brother was gay, but you’re wrong. He’s a flexible man, he’ll date anybody. It just shows how little you really know your own sibling. Blitzø blames the father you two share for this, that you don’t know what kinda person he is. Not what he was like as a teenager; a young man eager to become a Ringleader of his own Circus and infatuated with Fizzarolli

He isn’t that type of guy anymore and he is excited to show you his life, give you a new one where you’re no longer alone. Nor is Blitzø. His pretty ruby red eyes, which match yours perfectly, face you with an almost flabbergasted expression, in his mind. Everybody knows his beloved Loonie so you expressing your indifference has him more eager for you to meet his precious daughter

“Loonie’s my baby girl! I adopted her when she was seventeen!”

That surprised you as well since Blitzø is the last person you ever suspected to have a child and therefore become a parent but nevertheless, you think it’s a good thing since you always said he’d make a good dad when you two would play family as children all those years ago. But you don’t press on it long, smiling calm and happily as he stops before a specific apartment door and fiddles in his pockets to pick out his keys

“Oh…”

To Blitzø, your smile is so beautiful, even amongst any confusion or realisation you have. As beautiful as Loona’s smile. He wants to see more of it, especially since you’re his baby sister, his hand and fingers laced up with yours without a single inch of separation inbetween you two. His thick long clawed fingers flipping through the silver round keychain hooking all his keys on one item as he manages to find the right silvery metallic key to press it into the lock and open it up with a soft tap to the now opened door

Blitzø basically drags you across the floor to enter his dangy but suitable home, so excited and delighted to begin the bonding process with you that he doesn’t even give you the moment to process the apartment or speak up. You stumble up to your feet a bit hastily as your own long tail swish smoothly before flexibly shutting the door for your silly kooky little brother

Looking over at the many crossed out almost Polaroid-like pictures pinned on the wall consisting of two unknown smaller imps and a unknown tall grey wolf hellhound but himself is scribbled out with dark marker… it’s concerning but you don’t get a chance, once more, to ask him about it. Despite the fact you want to, because

Blitzø almost throws you onto the couch like he was trying to break a table with you, back down as he stuffs his keys into his business suit-coat pockets to be free-handed before jumping over the back of the old crappy couch to land basically right next to your head expertly. Smirking with his usual shit-eating grin as a cheeky little idea clicks into his head at your current predicament

He legit lays his hand over your face playfully like he’s trying to smother you, getting a response from you being to bite his blood red skin with your sharp clean fangs, yet not to prick out any thick black blood. Your equally big and thick hands reaching up to try pry it off in sync to your nipping

“Agh! Hey, ya lil’ shit!”

Blitzø coos out in a playful sense of outrage and disgust whilst you manage to rise up to your knees when rolling over upon him parting. It’s only been like… a hour since you ran into him and he glued himself to your hip until you submitted to his request and now here you are. You don’t mind, he still has your sense of humour and that’s relieving. That your big bro isn’t just a entirely new person now that he’s a grown ass man

You go right to try fling him over the couch’s armrest by his leg but he uses his tail to flexibly grab onto your wrist and try pin you down back. Just playful wrestling, you’ve gotten into it when you got his hints. You are his twin, of course. You’re like him, your tail swishing as you try to lunge onto him and it works when he miscalculates his movements

The sibling play wrestling you and him that are bound in by both of your pushes, ends almost instantly at the sound of the only bedroom in this apartment’s door swinging open creakily as that same tall grey and white female Hellhound you saw in that wall full of pictures, angrily huffing and rubbing her messily gray long hair with a hairbrush clutched in her paw, steps out without a word but a judgemental glare

Blitzø blinks in surprise for a moment or two when he looks up at the fluffy mess of a Hellhound but he melts into pure joy and euphoria at seeing his beloved baby girl has come out in a blink, he didn’t even need to try convince her to leave the privacy of her comfortable gothic room to meet you! This day couldn’t get any better, everything is going the way he wanted!

He hugs you passionately with almost all limbs to acrobatically sit up after unravelling himself form you with you clutched in his arms as he marches happily to his scowling Hellhound with his smile as wide as the arch of his mighty horns

Already introducing you to this Hellhound without even making a modicum of an effort to explain what the Heaven’s fuck is going on to his confused and annoyed daughter. Blitzø is far too excited and wants you and his beloved Loonie to bond, be best friends! He is so damn relieved that Loona hasn’t shut the door in his face yet and is genuinely letting him speak, even if she looks displeased

“Had a good nap, Loonie? Hope you did! Hey! Wanna say ‘hi’ to your aunt! This is your auntie, do you like her?”

[socra-time]

Socra’s Naruto Liveblog Ep. 91-100

(how tf are we at 100 already)

Ep 91:

-I can’t believe Tsunade is making a bet to win a 12 year old’s money

-the height difference between Jiraiya and Tsunade in the flashback is crazy

-welp I understand why Tsunade doesn’t like blood now

-Tsunade and Jiraiya have an interesting dynamic so far

-also at this point I know a little bit about Orochimaru’s and Tsunade’s pasts, but I realized that I still know virtually nothing about Jiraiya’s

Ep 92:

-can Kabuto PLEASE get an outfit change now that he’s not being a spy anymore (I just really hate his outfit lol)

-I really hope Sakura gets a cool technique to match Naruto’s rasengan and Sasuke’s chidori

-I can’t believe Tsunade actually DRUGGED Jiraiya

-Orochimaru sent Kabuto to take out Shizune but like… since his arms are useless, how does he expect to take on Tsunade if she tries to fight him????

-why would Tsunade ever expect Orochimaru to keep a promise to leave Konoha alone? There’s literally no way he would do that

-oh nevermind I guess Tsunade was gonna trick Orochimaru or something

-this is so off topic but Orochimaru’s hair kinda slays

Ep 93:

-Tsunade’s voice actor is popping off in this episode. She really sounds broken and torn up about how much she wants to see her loved ones again

-Naruto is once again having a profound positive effect on every character he meets

-I need Tsunade to kick Kabuto’s ass so bad. Fuck him up for me queen

-I like that Tsunade’s fighting style revolves around punching shit. I appreciate that even though she’s technically a medic, she’s also a physical fighter

-I said this back during the Naruto vs Kiba fight but if food pills are so helpful why aren’t people using them all the time

-Tsunade punching Kabuto in the face was satisfying as shit

-I don’t like that Kabuto was actually able to “beat” Tsunade. I know he took the food pill but WHY is he that powerful? He’s like someone’s edgy overpowered OC and my hate for his annoying ass grows with every episode he’s in

Ep 94:

-Orochimaru biting Jiraiya’s neck was uh… interesting🤨

-Kabuto needs to shut the fuck upppppppp. I want him dead so bad

-Naruto hitting Kabuto with a rasengan right to the chest was one of the most satisfying moments in the show so far

-(can you tell how much I fucking despise Kabuto)

Ep 95:

-see Sasuke’s already had multiple near-death experiences so it was about time for Naruto to have one of his own

-Orochimaru summoning a snake sword out of his fucking MOUTH was so weird ngl

-also the way the sword stuck out of his mouth like a tongue looked kinda stupid in a lot of shots

-lmao are we gonna get a sannin Kaiju battle

Ep 96:

-Tsunade saying “give my regards to hell” before punching the shit out of Orochimaru was metal as fuck

-also Tsunade wrangling Orochimaru by his tongue was so satisfying

-Orochimaru’s theme continues to go hard

-Naruto is such a hater to Tsunade lol

-Tsunade giving Naruto the forehead kiss was a great callback to her past

Ep 97:

-I do like Jiraiya and Tsunade’s dynamic a lot. Jiraiya has actually been pretty tolerable this arc

-I love Naruto nicknaming Tsunade “Grandma Tsunade”

-I feel bad for Shizune, her job is definitely kinda thankless

-Ngl Naruto pretending to be kidnapped to help make Tsunade pay off her debts is a hilarious plot point

-I love that Naruto sympathizes with the people who need Tsunade to pay the debt she owes, he really has a good heart

Ep 98:

-I’m just gonna pretend the scene with Konohamaru and Tsunade’s boobs didn’t happen

-ah I was so happy to see the other Konoha kids again

-Shikamaru really needs to have a Sokka arc and unlearn his sexism

-jesus Sasuke looks really traumatized. I’m worried about him

-I literally started yelling “MY CHILD” when Lee came on screen (also I love how antsy Gai was to get Lee healed)

-I was not expecting so much Lee angst in this episode. My poor boy:(

Ep 99:

-so like who’s gonna look after Konohamaru now that Sarutobi is dead? I’ve been wondering about what the village does about all its orphans for a while actually. Are they all just living in random apartments like Naruto?

-I really like Sakura and Lee’s relationship. It’s very wholesome

-Tsunade’s first act as Hokage should be making everyone go to therapy

-Tsunade busting through Konohamaru’s traps with the most deadpan look on her face was kinda iconic ngl

Ep 100:

-seeing Lee look so depressed is SO heartbreaking. My poor babyyyyyy

-god I love Gai’s dub voice so much. It’s literally perfect for him

-again, how did Lee pass the academy exam and become a genin???

-I appreciate having these little interludes about characters like Lee and Konohamaru, it helps add to the sense that there’s more to Konoha than just Naruto

-NO LEE IS CRYINGGGGGG

-the flashback of Lee and Gai talking about self-imposed rules is a good interaction but also it looks so fucking stupid because they’re walking on their hands during it

-ugh Gai and Lee are so father and son coded

[anjee0]

My brother's best friend

Chapter 5 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

Female!reader x BRabbit (Feel free to put in your own oc insert as well)

Description - In which Y/n starts to become friends and possibly more with her brother's best friend, BRabbit.

Warnings - Angst, this might make you a bit mad, dumb decisions

@tiny-gay-satan

Y/n groaned as she struggled to dig a scoop of ice cream out of the tub with her bendy metal spoon. She could feel her hands tightening around the handle every second as her fingertips turned white. 

“I can't get this stupid ice cream out.” She complained in a quiet mutter.

“Here, let me get it for you.” Carly said as she took the tub from her.

The girls were in Y/n's room, listening to music, watching sad movies and eating junk food. It had been 3 days since the incident with Rabbit and each day, Y/n felt more devastated. Tissues that were wet with tears were scattered on the bed and floors, among the various chocolate and sweet wrappers. Her face was stained with tears of misery and unhappiness.

“I really wish we had an ice cream scooper right now.” Carly chuckled.

Y/n made no reaction to her friend's joke as she continued to stare on without a single thought in her mind. Carly clearly noticed and sighed lightly, knowing she had to help.

“Hey, Y/n. Look at me.”

Y/n's eyes snapped to Carly's face. They had no emotion and looked empty. “What's up?” She asked, her voice quiet.

“Y/n, I understand that you're upset, but I really hate seeing you beating yourself up over a boy like this. You're breaking my heart babe.”

“I know. I just, something about him was so different. He wasn't like the other guys I liked. I just can't believe he'd do that.”

Carly pulled Y/n closer, making her rest head on her chest. “There, there. He's an idiot for that. You'll find someone better.”

“He called this morning.”

“He did?”

“He told me he wanted to meet up but I hung up before he could say anything more.”

“Do you think he’s telling the truth? That Alex kissed him first?” 

Y/n took a brief pause, allowing herself to search her mind for an answer that felt true to her. “I don’t know. I hope he’s telling the truth.”

Carly sighed lightly before taking her hands in Y/n’s and pulling her up from the bed. “Come on, get changed.”

“Where are we going?”

“Out. To Chin Tiki.”

“But why?”

“Let’s get out of the house, dance, drink, have some fun, go to some random house parties. And maybe you can find someone you like.”

“Is that a good idea?”

“It’s a great distraction. It’s better than locking yourself up in here.”

“I don’t know…” Y/n mumbled as she sat back down onto the bed. “I feel so drained and I look like a mess.”

“Okay then.” Carly replied, her voice soft and airy. “Let’s stay home.”

Y/n didn’t know how it happened. The whole event was one huge blur that went so swift, she didn’t have enough time to process it. Only an hour ago she told Carly she didn’t feel like going out, only to end up finding herself sitting at the bar with Carly— in Chin Tiki.

“Can we go back home?.” Y/n mumbled as she reached for her drink.

“Why? We just got here” Carly said as she ate one of the olives on her skewer like a kebab.

“Yeah but, nothing’s happening. When will the hot guy come in and ask me to dance?”

Carly laughed, receiving a minute smile from Y/n. “You gotta wait girl. If we don’t find one here, we can go to some random frat guy’s house party.”

“Is that safe?”

“Probably not, but when are we ever gonna get a chance to do this again?”

Y/n let out a faint giggle and shook her head. “Carly, the girl you are.”

“I think you just smiled. And giggled.”

“Really?”

“That’s progress. Be proud of it.”

The two of them continued to share a few light-hearted moments of soft laughter and giggled as they talked about topics that only they would find of interest. The moment was quickly disrupted and faded away when a man approached them. 

“Uh hey there.” He said to Y/n. “I’m Callum. I noticed you from across my table, and I must say, you are gorgeous. Can I get you a drink?”

Y/n subtly darted her eyes over to Carly, who was grinning at her mischievously and nodding her head slightly, indicating for her to take the man’s offer. Y/n could feel her face heating up under the pressure that was also starting to slowly rise. She looked back at Callum, who was still smiling at her charmingly. Her mind switched from one possible answer to the next, as she struggled to find the correct response.

“I appreciate it. But I think I’m okay. Thank you for the offer though.” Y/n answered, feeling a small tear of guilt.

“Oh, that’s fine. Don’t worry about it.” He replied, unaffected by the rejection as he went back to his table.

“What did you do that for?” Carly asked. “Weren’t you the one complaining that no hot guys were approaching you. Well there’s a hot guy sitting right at that table who’s interested.”

“I know, but maybe I don’t want to do this right now. I think it’s best if I just take a break for a while. I’m not fully over Rabbit yet.” Y/n replied as she fiddled with her fingers.

“Well, if that’s what you want, then that’s fine. I won’t force you.”

A moment of appreciative silence was shared between the friends before Carly spotted a set of familiar faces in the corner of her eye. On the other side of the bar, her eyes had caught up with those of Rabbit, who was sitting at a table with his friends. (Jordan, of course, being the only one not present). Y/n noticed Carly’s demeanor changing as her eyes widened slightly.

“What’s wrong?” Y/n asked. Without even waiting for an explanation, she quickly turned to see what Carly was looking at. An immediate jolt of shock struck through Y/n’s body as her eyes laid on all the guys who were directly looking at her and Carly. However, Y/n’s eyes were only set on Rabbit’s, their quick second of eye contact stirring a thick tension.

Y/n quickly turned back to Carly. “Stop staring.” She whispered.

“Why are you whispering?” Carly replied, her gaze fixed on Y/n again. “They’re across the bar. They’re not gonna hear us.”

“I know but…” Y/n’s sentence trailed off as she caught her friend looking back again. “Carly, I said stop staring.”

“Uh, Rabbit’s walking towards us.”

“What?” 

“Well, he’s walking towards you.”

“Shit…”

Y/n looked around, trying to find a way out of the intense situation she was in. The world around her slowed down as she struggled to find an exit. Suddenly, her eyes laid on Callum, who was sitting back in his seat and taking small sips of his drinks.

“Callum!” She called out. Y/n could faintly spot Rabbit stopping in the corner of her eye. Callum quickly snapped out of his daydream and looked over to Y/n, confusion being painted on his face. “Come here.” She ordered.

He looked around, to make sure she wasn’t talking to anyone else as he slowly got up and approached her. “Uh, hey. Everything okay?”

Without any warning, Y/n pulled Callum into a kiss, fully aware that Rabbit was staring right at her. The kiss felt empty and ridden of any emotion. It felt dull and immensely boring. She quickly pulled away and didn’t bother to look at Callum. Her eyes darted over to Rabbit.

He stood there, broken. His eyes were glossy with tears as he tried to distract himself with his surroundings. He could feel his chest tighten in pain as a lump formed in the back of his throat. Never had he felt anything like it. The loud and eccentric buzz of the bar had faded away as his gaze was fixed on Y/n’s eyes— those of regret and guilt.

Y/n quickly left through the front, pushing past as Carly followed behind her in a hurry. When she got outside, she took a deep breath of the fresh air. It felt more clean and airy compared to the stuffy atmosphere of the bar. As Carly caught up with her, Y/n buried her face into her chest, letting the tears of shame spill out her eyes rapidly.

“I messed up Carly. I shouldn’t have done that. What was I thinking?” She sobbed.

“Hey, don’t worry about it, okay? Everything’s gonna be fine.” Carly whispered as she ran her fingers through Y/n’s hair. 

Y/n sat on her bed, mindlessly staring at pages of her magazines that she had already flicked through nearly a million times. It didn’t bring that same fun it used to bring. Nothing did since her mistake at Chin Tiki. She’d considered going to Rabbit’s house and apologising but her heart was cold and hard of guilt that she just couldn’t bring herself to do it. Luckily, she had Jordan and Carly there for her.

A light knock sounded from the other side of the door, Y/n immediately knew it was her brother. “Come in, Jordan.”

He opened the door slightly and peeped in. “Hey, I have some good news.” He sat next to Y/n on the bed with a cheeky smile.

“Oh gosh. What did you do now?”

“Nothing! Well, actually. Read this letter.” 

Jordan handed Y/n a folded piece of paper from his pocket. She carefully unfolded it, as it revealed an elegant looking letter. Y/n’s eyes quickly scanned through as she noticed a familiar logo in the top right corner. She let out a quiet gasp as she realised it was a logo of a professional modelling photo company. One that she had seen many times in her fashion magazines.

“Jordan, what did you do?” She chuckled, feeling a tide of nervousness swim into her system.

“Just read the letter.”

Dear Mr Jordan Y/l/n,

We viewed your request of you asking if your sister could have her photos professionally taken. We absolutely would love to take Miss Y/n Y/l/n’s pictures for her modelling portfolio. Please meet us at our address listed below on Thursday, October 26th, 1995 at 15:00.

Many Thanks,

Evangeline Professional Photography Modelling Agency.

“You got me a deal with E.P.P.M.A?!” Y/n exclaimed, a sudden burst of happiness exploding within her.

“Sure did.”

“How much did it cost?”

“That doesn’t matter. What matters is that you are finally going to get a modelling portfolio and become the world’s next model of the year for 10 years straight.”

“Hey, let’s not jump straight in yet. But seriously, Jordan, thank you. You’re the best.” Y/n wrapped her arms around her brother as she welcomed him into a warm embrace, something they usually didn’t do.

“Well, it’s at 3 and right now it’s 10 am. Which means you have plenty of time. And, uh, if you want to tag Carly along, feel free to do that too.”

“Yes! I need to call Carly now! Thank you!”

Y/n, Carly and Jordan stood in line, patiently waiting for Y/n's name to be called out. Well, Jordan was the more patient one, as he stood still with his arms crossed. He rolled his eyes as he looked down at the two girls holding each other's hands and squealing with happiness.

“Oh my gosh! I still can't believe it, you're gonna be a model.”

“I can't believe it either. This is so exciting!”

The girls pulled each other into a hug, unable to control their joy that was constantly spewing out of them. Jordan simply scoffed and shook his head, earning the attention of the girls.

“Don't you dare scoff.” Y/n said in a mock intimidating tone. “You're just as excited.”

“I can see it in his eyes.” Carly chimed in.

“I am excited. I'm very happy for you. But you guys need to calm down. Think you got a few looks.”

“Well excuse me for being so grateful.” Y/n retorted.

After a few minutes, they found themselves at the front of the line. Their cheeriness was off the scale, and in that moment, Y/n forgot about everything bad that was happening in her life. It gave her the perfect opportunity to focus on the positive instead.

“Y/n Y/l/n? Please make your way to room 8 please.” A lady working at the company called out.

Carly and Y/n looked at each other one more with a high pitched squeal before they made their way to the room with Jordan following behind. When they entered, they were welcomed to a large room white a white backdrop and a whole team of people. 

“Uh, hi. I'm here for the photoshoot.” Y/n said nervously.

The workers turned their heads as their faces immediately brightened as their eyes laid in Y/n. A tall woman wearing all black clothes with a funky scarf approached.

“Hi, I'm Sabrina. And I'm the director of this photoshoot. I must say, you are awfully gorgeous.”

“Thank you. Nice to meet you Sabrina. This is my best friend Carly and my brother Jordan.” Y/n replied.

“Nice to meet you. So, let's just get straight to the point. We've got a few outfits in the wardrobe and you're just gonna model them.”

The next hour or so was probably one of the best for Y/n. She felt stunning every time she looked in the mirror and checked her outfit out. She could feel her confidence skyrocketing through the roof as she displayed different poses. Jordan, Carly and the team encouraged her every second  cheering her on. And in that moment, nothing else mattered.

“Alright, that's a wrap.” Sabrina called out. “You'll get your photos tomorrow evening.” She said to Y/n.

“Wow, that's great. Thank you so much. Seriously.” 

“Of course, Y/n. You've got some real talent.”

After Y/n got changed out of her clothes, she was quickly met with a very giddy Carly who immediately ran up to her and hugged the life out of her.

“Oh my gosh! Y/n, you did so good! You looked beautiful!” Carly squealed.

“You're squeezing me Carly.” Y/n wheezed. Carly apologised and loosened her grip, still continuing to celebrate. “But thank you though.”

As Carly pulled away, Jordan approached with a smile of approval on his face. “You were great Y/n. If mama could see you right now, she'd be so proud.” He pulled her into a comforting hug that felt warm and full of trust.

“Thanks Jordan. She'd be proud to see how good you're doing taking care of me.”

They shared their hug for a few more moments before Y/n pulled away with a soft smile on her face. “I need to go to the toilet. I'll be back soon.”

She made her way to the ladies restroom and stood in front of the mirror as she touched up her hair. Now that the fun was over and she was left alone with her thoughts, the thought of Rabbit quickly appeared in her mind. Him kissing Alex. His heartbroken face. Every moment Y/n shared with him. Good and bad.

“Y/n?” A voice called out.

She snapped out of her trance and looked in the mirror to see who called her. She felt her heart drop when she saw Alex staring right back at her. She didn't dare to turn back and look at her.

“What are you doing here?” Y/n asked.

“Same reason as you. I need a portfolio. Listen, can we please talk?”

Y/n exhaled softly through her nose and nodded. She slowly turned to look at Alex. Her face looked guilty, and her eyes were blurred with regret.

“What do you wanna talk about?” Y/n asked, secretly wishing for the conversation to finish in a flash.

“About what happened with Rabbit. He probably told you that I kissed him and made it look like he was with me.”

“He did.”

“Well, he's telling the truth.”

With those 5 words, Y/n felt a churn in her stomach. She was feeling a blur of emotions, regret, relief, sadness and a hint of anger.

“He is?”

“He is. And I'm really sorry. I really am. The guilt has been eating me alive. And I saw you in the line so I knew this was my only chance. I don't expect you to forgive me but-”

“I forgive you.” Y/n interrupted.

“You do?”

“Yes and I need to go.”

Y/n quickly ran out the restrooms and made her way to Jordan and Carly. They could both sense the feeling of uneasiness that was painted on her face.

“Is everything okay?” Carly asked.

“I saw Alex.” 

“Shit. Are you okay?” Jordan asked.

“I think so, but…” Y/n hesitated for a moment, as she struggled to find the right words. “She told me that Rabbit was telling the truth. She told me she was the one who kissed him.”

“What?” Carly and Jordan exclaimed in unison.

“I know. I need to see Rabbit. I need to talk to him.”

Y/n stood in front of Rabbit's door to his trailer, nervousness rushing through her blood system. She brought up her shaky hand to the door and knocked on it carefully. Each knock brought a shiver of anxiety down her spine. She waited in anticipation for what felt like an eternity for Rabbit to open the door.

Suddenly, the door swung open, revealing Rabbit. He was in a tank top and baggy pants. He wasn't wearing his usual beanie, showing off his buzz cut. His eyes widened as he saw Y/n, standing in front of him shaking with apprehension.

“Y/n?” He said, his voice laced with confusion.

“We need to talk.”

A/N: hi, sorry for this very late chapter and sorry for the cliffhanger 🙊

[candlecordyceps]

Little warning for suggestive/sex jokes and a lil bit of swearing. *cough* minors DNI… but otherwise

YIPPEE!!! SHITTY OC MODERN AU COMICS!!!

Soluris is the one showering at first and has a shitty attitude, Corre has a ponytail :3👍

[prongsandpetals]

no one asked for this but i’m saying it anyway because i am tired of this grandpa.

i dont hate jegulus or their shippers. personally, it doesnt make sense to me and my moral compass trickles into fiction meaning i dont have much interest in any of the slytherins. it could also be the fact that when people would create oc’s for james in their fics 10 yrs ago and made lily a raging bitch id be fighting them all in the comments- a fight or flight response that now has spread to jegulus- but thats neither here nor there. it brings people joy and they are fictional characters, and it doesnt physically hurt anyone!

but there is something to be said about some of the less savoury implications it has had on the fandom. it feels as though jily is in its own subfandom sort of pushed to the side, leaving two mlm ships to dominate. unfortunately a lottt of female characters have been forgotten or pushed aside because of this. a lot of people who joined the fandom not that long ago either dont know or forget that this fandom was not built on either wolfstar (who i love), or jegulus. yes, they popularised them, but this fandom has revolved around jily for over 10 years. not to mention many of these fics were written from lilys pov, meaning there was so much more depth put into the girls characters. to erase this is to erase the fandoms history.

the diversifying of characters is something amazing that has come more recently with the popularisation of the fandom and thats one of the good parts!! however if someone still views aaron taylor johnson as their james, that doesn’t make them a racist - the man has been james since at least 2006.

another (smaller) thing ive seen is someone will post a song or a photo and attribute it to a jily moment with harry that we can realistically see happening canonically and a comment will say something along the lines of: “this but its how james felt when regulus (insert something that did not happen here)” idk if its the autism but god those always get me a little bit, especially when it includes harry.

similarly, it feels as though people who ship jily are assumed to be less progressive. as a lesbian jily shipper i can’t disagree more. just because a ship is a straight ship does not make it a bad ship - i think we can all agree there are so many amazing LGBTQ+ ships out there now for everyone to enjoy. it does feel quite strange to me to place the two characters who created the child that there are seven books about into different ships, but people like them so its chill!! but when its just complete eradication or discontent with the canon ship… ;(

i also think that to have jegulus be endgame (except aus), a lot of james’s insanely important character traits literally HAVE to be erased. his hatred for death eaters and fight for justice, his unending loyalty to his friends - especially sirius- his black and white view on right and wrong, all of these traits become warped and stretched when it comes to jegulus. of course there isnt much canon to go off of so when people disregard it entirely i can understand it to a degree. but when you erase the important canon points we have on their characters, we are basically just creating oc’s with real characters names.

another thing that i find irksome is the fetishisation of these mlm ships- if youre gonna ship two men together do it right!! why are you calling regulus a cute little baby victim and james a big strong protector!! let them be complex and messy or dont do it at all! not to mention the erasure of a lot of wlw ships... lowkey gives girl who has gay boy best friend that thinks lesbians are weird… anyways off topic! ive heard people say its not fetishisation, its because the female characters arent written with depth- that’s why people read jegulus and wolfstar! okay? go give the girls some depth? regulus is a character we basically know nothing about canonically and youve turned him into a fully fleshed character who is now a lot of peoples favourite - it can be done with the girls too. there is such emphasis placed on wolfstar and jegulus for their deep, tragic love stories - and the marauders friendship in general. the gryffindor girls are right there. dorlene is right there. marylene is right there.

and if it truly werent fetishisation, i would argue that it can be a romanticisation of toxic relationships. a lot of people dislike jily because there is no “angst”. the angst is fighting in a war at 21 years old. the angst is lily and james’s differing blood statuses and the implications this has on their lives. the angst is having a prophecy hanging over their unborn child’s head that forces them into hiding. the angst is being betrayed by their best friend, leading them to sacrifice themselves for their family and the wizarding world. the angst is literally right there, but because their relationship is healthy and happy- one of the only things in their lives that is not full of pain- they are deemed boring.

again, i dont hate jegulus. i especially dont dislike anyone who likes the ship and gets something out of it. but there is so much change this fandom has gone through since their introduction and popularisation that has made interacting with the fandom as a whole almost unbearable sometimes, and thats what i do hate.

all in all, multishippers definitely have the most fun.

[cardinalcanis]

When I Say So

This started as a short introduction for the actual degeneracy but it took a mind of it's own, so wait for a second part.

Genre: Smut with some fluff.

Pairing: Roboute Guilliman x M!OC

Warnings: Explicit, gay shit.

Summary: Roboute Guilliman never forgets a single thing, less such a primal trigger. It only took a couple words to be spoken through by his lust intoxicated beloved to awaken a whole new world of experiences.

If you prefer AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/59665513/chapters/152178304

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“You finish when I say so!” It only took those words to be spoken through a lust intoxicated Ovidius to wake something up in him.

Roboute Guilliman never forgets a single thing, less such a primal trigger. The candle lit body of the Administratum representative straddled over his, the salty taste on the man’s skin while frotting their dicks together. 

“My… my love.” The large man could barely say “I’m almost there”. 

“No.” The accountant’s metallic grasp dug into Guilliman’s wrists in his best attempt of pinning him down. “You finish when I say so!”

There was something in this possessive streak that tickled an untapped need, the pleasant relief of finally releasing the stress on a muscle you didn’t know was cramped. Suddenly he was no longer a demigod but a mere tool being used solely for Ovidius’ pleasure; and he found a guilty delight in it. 

Still wide eyed he did his best to contain the climax, letting himself be driven with ease however his love wanted, giving Ovid all the impression he had the strength to force his will upon the Primarch. 

Guilliman’s mind was both his biggest blessing and curse, being able to juggle many complex issues all at the same time, see both the bigger picture and the micro pieces holding it together; it was incredibly taxing. The scene in play had eaten over any channels open on his brain washing it with the sound of sweaty flesh rubbing with each other, Ovidius’s warm breath and his hungry cold grasp. Every muscle in his body was holding onto the order of not cumming, yet slowly failing and precrum pooling over his stomach adding to the wet lustful sound between them.

“Look at me.” ordered the man on top of him between short breaths.

Normally well groomed hair was all over the place, covering most of a freckled face with mouth opened agape, a honey colored gaze peered into him like a ravenous predator onto helpless livestock. 

“Ovid I can’t hol…” 

“Shhhh, you are going to cum with me, not a moment before, not a moment after.” he leaned forwards “and I am almost there. Understood?” 

“Yes.” Guilliman answered meekly, almost at the end of his effort.  

“What did you understand?” Fuck this man, Roboute knew how easily it would be of just taking a hold of him and get into a pace that would bring himself into the so wanted release. But no matter how hard it was, his body didn’t respond to him anymore, a slave to the fantasy they had accidentally entered together. 

“I… “ he was being driven insane “I’ll cum with you, and only with you.” 

“Good boy” Ovid whispered into a sloppy kiss, surprising how tiny words made him hunger the hardest. 

A simple human will never be able to truly mark him, but Throne an effort was made. Ravenous teeth sank into his lips as their words devolved into discordant grunts and moans. Roboute felt warm cum starting to coat his cock and navel, his lover’s hands cupped his face, monopolizing the attention towards two whispered words: 

“Join me” 

The release came immediately, they held each other over the leftover trusts and shaky contractions. He doesn’t remember ever cuming for so long and in such an amount. 

There was a long pause where they held in place, gasping for air and looking at each other in a shameful confusion, as if finally regaining control after whatever dream that was. 

They both weren’t each other’s firsts, so to speak, but the sum experience both had in all the areas regarding sex and relationships was so lacking that it could be rounded up to almost none. They remained in silence, making an attempt into their own heads of deciphering what had happened before they felt prepared to speak.

It was awkward, Ovidius brushed his short coppery hair back with mechanical fingers. His aquiline features were framed by the deep blue drapes hanging by the bed’s canopy. The warm candlelight and the cold undertones of the sheets made his dearest look like a living portrait.

“Sorry I shouldn’t have done that…” 

“I enjoyed it” 

They both spoke at the same time, it had always humored the thirteenth on how often their responses synched in queue. Guilliman finding an inconsistency on the quarterly production report and the accountant commenting on it as if it was an afterthought. He had found that the man was one of the few good things he woke up to meet in the 41st millenium. 

Ovidius aimed an expression at him that was a mix between surprised and devilish. He raised his eyebrows in an unspoken question, motivating Guilliman to elaborate. 

“Did you like it too?” The primarch responded to a question with another, pulling Ovidius closer to him as he wanted to enjoy the after orgasm bliss feeling him in his arms.

“How honest can I be…?” He didn’t need a pillow, he had the demi-god’s arm lo lay his head on, caressing the muscular chest with one hand. “In short, I did like it”.

“We know you are not a man of short reports”.

Both chuckled, letting some air through their teeth.

“I don’t mean this to sound disrespectful, knowing who you are…” he placed a finger on the blonde man’s mouth, predicting a remark “And yes it is funny me talking about disrespecting you knowing where your tongue was not so long ago.” He peered up Guilliman’s sarcastic grin mirrored his. “But..” 

He caressed his face, following the Emperor’s son's jawline until it met with the neck and then downwards, hand just resting on the throat. 

“Those couple minutes of power, and by the Throne your expression. They were exquisite.” Ovidius said, with the last words dying in the breathy tone on the lower range of his registry. 

Guilliman felt the same heat through his body, his not fully flaccid yet cock twitched in new excitement, followed by letting out a held breath when the redhead lifted the hand from his neck. He grabbed the hand and carefully explored the texture across the detailed metal knuckles and joints, intertwining their fingers. Such delicate masterpieces compared to the large hands of his, made to hold weapons of war for his father’s dream.   

“But I feel uncomfortable now…” Ovidius spoke while he paid attention to both the voice and the complex mechanism. “I was breaking a boundary we haven’t talked about, if you had kicked me off you I would have deserved it.” 

“You wouldn’t have any intact bones left if I did” Guilliman joked, then paused, giving the hand in his a tighter squeeze. “What if we talked about that?” 

“I could prepare some forms to fill and bullet points to guide the discussion better”. 

“What a beautiful pencil pusher you are”. 

“Said the Primarch of bean counting.” 

[thisintermezzo]

If you're not reading my OC fic, please consider it!! Things are about to Get Real, as I've said recently. Here is my casual post about it.

Astra Inclinant is about clone angst, space magic, gay people, and the mortifying ordeal of being known, but it's ultimately also about learning to care about yourself. It also has cool things like:

really cool B&W illustrations for some chapters, made by my wife who is good at art

protagonist who is a bug alien clone of the sourest most awful bug alien jerk ever

protagonist is never not having an Inner Sakura Moment

food as a love language

concerning evil bug4bug situationship and gothic space religion problems looming in the background

casual omnicrafter character all my readers love

socially awkward cyborg killing machine

space station that is literally just like if a city-sized cathedral was also a shopping mall and a town

protag is grey-ro + grey-ace and gay, but he doesn't bother trying to realize that because romance is a crime punishable by death if you're a clone :|b

Describing your own work is incredibly hard and I will make a serious and proper post at some point soon, but consider the above!!

[call-me-chips]

New MHA oc! (More info below the cut :) )

Basic info:

Full name: Kyomu Mori (Mori is his surname) Nickname: Kyo Gender: Male (He/him) Sexuality: Gay Height: 6'2" Weight: 185lbs Age: 16 Birthday: April 6th Zodiac: Aries MBTI: ESTP-A Langauges: Japanese, English, Filipino Ethnicity: Japanese, Filipino Dominant hand: Right Scars: Scar on the upper center of his forehead Reason for scars: Unknown Piercings: 1 right eyebrow piercing, 1 lobe piercing on each ear Eye colour: Yellow Skin colour: Medium brown Hair colour: Light blue, white Hair style: High ponytail Hair length: Upper back Body type: Tall, muscular Special features: Anthro-like legs, long tail, oddly shaped ears, slightly sharp fingers, sharp canine teeth

MHA related:

Occupation: UA Student Hero name: Tamper Quirk: Memory Mutation. The ability to move, alter, and add to memories of both others and himself with just a touch More detailed quirk description: When the user touches another person with either their hands, feet, or tail, they are able to access the recent memories (recent being a few days) of the person and alter them. With further concentration and effort, they can access older memories (older being a week or more), but this is draining and difficult to successfully do. Although memory tampering can be performed with the hands, tail, and feet, the effect doesn't work as well with the feet. Altering memories: This action is the easiest to do. With this action, the user is able to change a specific part of a pre-existing memory. Example: They could cause you to remember leaving your keys on your desk, when you actually took them with you. Moving memories: This action makes the user practically able to delete a memory by moving it from someone's mind to his own, or from his mind to someone else's. Adding memories: This action takes the longest to perform. With this, the user can give someone a completely new memory, even if it's something that never happened. To do this, the user requires a lot of concentration, as they have to clearly invision all that happens in the memory. If their mind is not clear enough while invisioning the new memory, it may seem distorted.

Personal questions:

Is he more optimistic or pessimistic? Optimistic Is he more introverted or extroverted? Extroverted What bad habits does he have? "I have no bad habits." He can't sit normally in chairs. He chews with his mouth open (he blames the fangs). He jaywalks. Doesn't like listening to authority How does he display affection? He loves physical touch, and will sometimes involuntarily touch people he likes with his tail How does he want to be seen by others? He wants to be seen as the cool older brother figure to Class 1A How does he see himself? He sees himself as a valuable member of his class How do others see him? His closest friends see him as a brother, while others see him as a rebellious teenager who's always getting into trouble How does he react to praise? With open arms How does he react to criticism? In the moment, he acts like he doesn't care and like he doesn't listen, but later, he finds himself thinking over it deeper and trying to subtly improve What is his greatest fear? "Nothing." Being forgotten What are his phobias? Enclosed spaces, mice/rats Favourite animal? Dogs. Specifically German Shepherds because of how fierce and protective they can be (And that he thinks guard dogs are fucking awesome) Favourite colour? Yellow More often than not, what is his password? "Nice try. I ain't telling that." It's usually 1234567896 "Hey! >:(" What would he dress up as for Halloween? One of those big enflatable costumes like a dinosaur or a rubber duck What would he ask a fortune teller? "Hmmm, I don't trust it. If you are so smart, how many fingers are behind my back right now?" What sport is he good at? Basketball What sport is he bad at? Golf. He has something personal against golf and anyone who plays it

Kyomu is, design-wise, basically just a compilation of physical traits that I am either bad at, or want to improve on. I'm not good at drawing men. I'm not good at drawing hands, and his quirk involves using his hands. I want to get better at drawing different perspectives of asymmetrical objects, so I gave him an asymmetrical tail. I'd like to improve at drawing anthro legs. I want some experience with drawing fangs. I'm not good at drawing updo hairstyles

Feel free to ask more questions about him in my inbox. I'm always looking to add to characters :)

[avonne-writes]

I really really can't picture bucky as an omega, he's way too big and in your face for that imo. Typical alpha behaviour and ahem *dimensions* (all-over! not just down there, stop thinking of That Gifset 😂). Buck on the other hand... could be alpha for sure, but between that angelic face and the unassuming manners, I really read him as a more obvious omega. Also some choices were made by the production to present him as other, ethereal (eg the white horse scene), unattainable, and that feels omega coded. Also your writing of him as a sub made total sense to me, and again that's omega adjacent *shrugs* what do you think?

I think that with a/b/o, one has to be careful not to overwrite the characters' personalities to fit their designations. I hate stereotypical abo where the omega might as well be a female OC. But, aside from this, you can sell almost any dynamic to me. So, I can get on board with omega Bucky as long as his personality is the same. But I do have my own headcanons. I see them as either of the below two:

Alpha x Alpha

"unquestioned leaders of our entire group"

Matches their personalities in the show

Gentle, calm alpha + large, loud alpha ❤️

Switching‼️

Even more reason for a playful, teasing relationship - constant dominance challenge

Courting and possessive tendencies both ways

Humorous confusion at times because they've never dated a fellow alpha before

My alpha nesting headcanon

Perhaps the military only allows alphas to join

If A x A relationships are taboo, that might create the same obstacles as a gay relationship in canon era

Alpha Bucky × Omega Buck

This only works with non-stereotypical omega behaviour because Gale is not warm, not social and not generally submissive

Non-traditional omega who’s scared of giving up control finds an alpha he finally feels safe enough with to submit

Gale's looks are indeed omega-coded

Protective alpha Bucky

Possibility of being openly mated

Omega Gale doesn’t have normal heats due to childhood trauma (doesn’t want anyone near him), but Bucky eventually helps him with that

Cue: heat sex 🔥

POW angst

Mpreg option

These are my headcanons at the moment, but as I said, as long as it's in character, I think all dynamics are awesome. 😊