#he just keeps coming up with new excuses for why it wasnt love. and they are all wrong of course but he keeps making them

[stenshale]

What if they weren’t too late………. kanders 😈

i know you added a devil emoji anon but this is like, 2% angst. sorry

(prompt from here!)

“So,” Varric started, leaning back on his palms, the very picture of nonchalance, “how’s your assistant?”

He knew his name, of course. He’d tried to give him a nickname of his own- Thumpy, for the force magic, or whatever it was- but Blondie had gotten weird about it, all cagey and huffy, so it was dropped. Now, he was Blondie’s Assistant.

Varric had no sense for magic- less, even, than most dwarves, he’d wager, and that was saying a lot- but he could practically feel the ripple in the healing spell as Anders’ hands twitched above the arrow wound in Varric’s hamstring.

“He’s fine.”

“Just fine, huh?”

Anders shot him a scowl. “Varric.”

He held up a hand defensively, still leaning his weight on the other. “Just making small talk. No need to bite my head off.”

He glowered for a moment longer, then dropped his gaze back to Varric’s injury. He was silent for a few long minutes, and Varric could hear the comforting sound of The Hanged Man slowly filling with patrons downstairs. Whoever it was that did the whole dinner bell thing with his Mabari would get a kick out of the way the distant starting of drunken arguments made him drowsy.

He had nearly fallen asleep in the time it took for Anders to speak again.

“I’m glad we found him when we did,” Anders murmured, not looking at him. “He hadn’t gotten my last letter. The templars must have intercepted it.”

Templars and secret mage correspondence was a recipe for disaster, true. Varric nodded, but didn’t speak— Blondie wasn’t the talk-to-fill-the-silence type (and Varric wondered if that was due in part to the extra passenger in his skull causing its own racket, though he’d yet to ask), but if you got him going, he’d usually keep it up for a good while.

“There’s a mercenary group that was heading further north, and he was supposed to go with them. Got the coin together for it and everything.”

“He wasn’t keen on the mercenaries?”

“He wasn’t keen on leaving.” Maybe it was just the angle, but Varric could swear he saw Anders’ face soften, lips twitching by scarce degrees. “He’s the smartest idiot you’ll meet. He all but reinvented force magic from the ground up, but he can’t figure out when it’s time to run.”

Varric shrugged. “You can let the bird outta the cage, Blondie, but you can’t make it fly.”

“It’s like he doesn’t care,” and, oh, that would certainly work. If there was one way to get Blondie talking, it was by getting him nice and angry. “He can’t even leave the clinic for fear of the templars. It’s like- it’s like he traded one prison for another, and he’s pretending to be fine with it.”

“Maybe he is fine with it. You consider that?”

Anders scowled for a moment longer, then he slumped forward, boneless, running one hand over his face. “...We can’t just pick up where we left off. Fuck, the first time he saw the outside of Kinloch Hold and was old enough to remember was when they sent him to the Gallows. The world is so much bigger than that, and he deserves to see it. And I’m not… I’m not the man he- knew. If not for Justice, maybe, but…”

“It’s not as big as you’d think. Being everything to each other in a little world still means being a whole lot in a bigger one.”

“No one said anything about everything.”

“Didn’t need to. Every time I come to the clinic, he’s giving you those big, sad puppy dog eyes.”

“He is not.” Anders was still covering his eyes, but Varric didn’t miss how the tips of his ears started to turn red. Speaking of precious.

“You wouldn’t know. He only does it when you’re not looking.”

Anders grumbled something, then shook his head and rose to his feet. “You should be alright to walk.”

“Thanks, Blondie.” Varric flashed his most winning, toothy smile. Anders just nodded, starting towards the door.

“Hey.”

Anders turned halfway, looking at Varric out of the corner of his eye. “Hm?”

“Talk to him, will you? Worst that happens is he leaves, and you’re trying to drive him away anyway, right?”

Anders turns back around and lets out a long, drawn-out sigh. “...Maybe. There's a lot of work to be done.”

Without another word, Anders was gone. Varric stretched, leaning back onto his pillow and letting out a breath he hadn’t realized he'd been holding.

[yaymiyas]

THE HUSBAND

warning: female reader, saer being….saer, yan!isekai!crown prince

a/n: i was so burnt out so lets see what i come up with ….its short ik and yes im cooking up something w cynthia LET ME COOK 🫡🙄🔥🔥🔥🔥💯💯💯💯

the idea of divorce was swimming in the mist of your mind hours before you regained most of the movement in your body. you knew you had to get out of this situation in a peaceful but quick manner. in your mind, leaving saer should have been easy since he hated edina more than the devil himself. he saw her as a shit stain satan left on earth to torture him for all of his days. so why are tears running down his face…thats odd? from all of the tweets, forums, and blogs saer had close to no emotions for edina. he hated her through and through. in the original story, he would’ve cheered of joy if she simply asked to part ways. so why was he sitting in front of you crying? was the bacon too salty? was he remembering the good ol’ times with his late father? ever since you’ve transmigrated into this story, everything has been so weird. aside from you being close to perfectly fine after being fed poison, saer has became more careful.

in the book, saer was close to a bubbling idiot. every single assassination attempt was stopped by a maid because he was stupid. he always played it as cynthia and amanda favoring edina but that wasnt the full truth. he was just too obvious with everything he was doing. you actually kind of felt back for the dummy, no wonder gracie wants nothing to do with him. regardless of any of that, you actually started to feel a bit bad for him. it was obvious saer didnt know why he was crying or how to stop it by the way his face was balled up in red confusion. maybe it was out of guilt or for the plot, either way you wanted to help him. maybe he wanted to kill you but seeing a grown man cry really did break your heart.

“now, saer..”

gently pushing your hand out to cover his larger ones, you put on a voice of concern. you want to help the poor idiot but you also want to get out of this house alive. maybe playing the sweet docile wife could do you some good, maybe—

“ugh, stupid bitch get off of me.”

slapping your hand off of his, saer attempted to keep a face of pure disgust plastered for you to see. why on earth was he crying, and why on earth are you being so off-putting? at first, your new actions didnt really bother him. were they different? yes, but they weren’t unpleasant. but now...it was as if the poison made you utterly indifferent to his presence, which he told himself he loved, but the lord knows thats a lie. you quietly sitting there, dry-face, with a slight frown and uninterested body language, angered him. saer was crying purely for reactions. he thought that crying would help him close this conversation and make you jump up and beg for his forgiveness, but no. all you did was lift your grimly, beastly fingers to ‘comfort’ him. what a joke of a woman.

“im finished with my breakfast”

the scream of the chair was louder than your own thoughts, kicking you out of your own subconscious. what even was that about? you were TRYING to be the version of edina you thought he would like, second from you killing yourself right there and then. so why was he acting like you were trying to jump his bones? he is such a wicked man….such a sad excuse of a person. its such a shame his attitude is so sour, you were going to try to soften his walls to see if he would lighten up on the poisoning situation. how did he get it? who did he get it from?

“madam,”

lightly placing her hand on your shoulder, cynthia appeared. scaring you out of your thoughts, you straightened your back and put on the best fake smile you could. you knew cynthia didnt really care for you, as demonstrated by the bath she gave you earlier, but you thought that maybe you could melt this ice queen. her soft ginger coils shaped her face in all the right places, giving her olive skin the type of glow women in the real world would kill for. she had green eyes to match alone with it, making it easy to find yourself lost in them. cynthia was a beautiful woman; just how did she become a maid for this jackass?

“his royal highness has ordered for you to be sent to your room.”

[miwiheroes]

Dropping Byler Evidence Every Day Until Season 5

. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ Day 11: End of Season 3 pt 2/3 . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

Welcome back to this series after a one-day break because of my exam, and again I'm gonna talk about the end of season 3 aka one of the most damning pieces of evidence that it's basically a fucking paradigm of the byler fandom atp <3

So here we have it, the scene where Mike probably (definitely) realises something is wrong about his relationship with El. Up until this point in the season, we have seen that Mike is desperate to grow up, and he does this by trying to emulate his parents' by getting into a relationship with a women, thinking about it logically rather than emotionally, right?

I think that as an audience, when watching S3, we were kind of waiting for Mike to have his proper character development moment, because obviously, he was kind of a jerk all season with his attitude towards Will and El. I'm still surprised that the GA believed his character was put in a blender and shat out, because this season and this SCENE literally gives you that last minute realisation and character development.

But unfortunately, and here's the kicker: it really is just too late. El and Will are gone, so he can't really do anything about his realisation that things are wrong.

Just wanted to put some things in perspective first, so here we go!

1. The Bear

So first of all, we start the scene with El trying to reach for the teddy bear which, BY THE WAY, is in Will's closet in his room. It is also definitely his bear that can be seen in his room in season one.

Therefore, this bear is a representation of Will. He literally gets taken out of the closet by Mike here as well. It is important to know that this bear represents him throughout this scene, because we can then keep in mind that El is holding him the whole time all this subsequent stuff plays out. The bear is between Mike and El, basically a litttleee foreshadowing moment to the imagery in S4 where Will is seen between Mike and El multiple times.

(this is where i realise how long this post is going to be bc there's so much to unpack here help)

2. Growing Up Issues No. 1000000

AnyWAYS so Mike then says something that perpetuates the whole S3 narrative and arc they set up for him trying to reject 'childish' things and associating childish things with Will.

"I was thinking you could come up here for Christmas. And Will too! Then we'd all have cool new presents to play with. ...Sorry that made me sound like a 7 year old."

Right after he mentions Will and the fact that he's excited to see him and everyone, he immediately feels childish. And the fact that he's been feeling like he needs to grow out of his feelings towards Will this season means he's thinking about those feelings here, however unconsciously. But he's only trying to grow up in a way he thinks he has to, there's no indication to the audience that this growing up is a good thing. (it always ends in Mike feeling self-conscious or an argument with Will)

3. Saying I love you

El then tries to remind Mike about the time that he 'talked about [his] feelings' and his 'HEART' (oh my goawsh), and he instantly looks put on the spot and definitely remembers what he said to her, obviously, but doesn't want to repeat it. He says stuff like:

"I don't think I follow." - he doesn't really remember something like this without a blatant reminder because he doesn't want to.

"Oh yeah. That. Man, that was so long ago." - when he says that it's 'so long ago', it feels like he's trying to play down what he's saying, backpedaling so that he can come up with an excuse to why he doesn't actually want to say that anymore. His excuse here is that it was a long time ago, EVEN THOUGH IT WASNT REALLY HAHA.. This his way of saying he doesn't really feel like that without actually saying it, so not to hurt her feelings.

"No, it was like heat of the moment stuff, and we were arguing and..." - again, these are just more excuses so that he can explain himself. Hmm, maybe it's that they are technically broken up here still, so he might just feel self-conscious in case she doesn't love him back. But here's the thing - they would have made him look much happier when she says 'I love you too' if this was the case, right? And they would have made him able to say I love you in S4 if he was just self-conscious she didn't love him back right?

"I don't really remember... What did I say exactly?" - Oh he definitely remembers. So this has to be yet another case of Mike trying to get El to say I love you for him, so that he doesn't have to say it. He doesn't really want to lie to her like that, so saying the words himself would feel wrong. It would be much easier just to agree with her if she says it. I talk much more about how he has already done this in the supermarket in this post. Go have a little read <3

Now, when El starts to walk up to him and puts her hand on his face, he looks utterly weirded out. It's a very strange thing to be looking like when your girlfriend might love you back, which is what she thinks Mike wants. The kicker is that El is unfortunately being presented as naive in thinking that she's making him happy by saying 'I love you too'.

This is Mike's face right after his gf says I love you btw yeah really cute and romantic.

This same sentiment of irony can be seen later when we get a shot of her smiling when she walks away from him, before cutting to a shot of the opposite of what she expected: which is Mike looking confused. Again, Duffers love subversion.

I think a lot of people think that Mike looks confused in this little part here because he also acted confused when El asked him about his feelings. So people think that, what, he just found out that El knew he loved her? No. He wasn't actually confused about what he had said ages ago, he was pretending to be confused. He clearly already knew that she had heard him, anyone can surely see that he's just trying to get her to say it for him, right? Why would he be confused about something he already knows (that El knows he said I love her)? Why would he look so shocked instead of happy that she said it back?

4. The kiss + Closet Imagery

This is literally the most blatant ass queer coding that I've ever seen. If this was any other show, it would definitely be called queer coding because I mean it is literally a girl initiating a kiss that the guy does not respond to at all, WHILST BEING IN FRONT OF A FUCKING CLOSETTTT

I barely need to analyse anything here, as you can see, El just kisses him and he doesn't do anything with his hands, he has his eyes open, and it frankly is a bad kiss, sorry but-

There isn't much stake in the argument that he's just confused and shocked as well. IN STRANGER THINGS there have been surprise kisses before (see Jancy season 2) that the directors easily made have good chemistry because they are good directors... they don't do this stuff by accident.

How else do I know they are great directors? Because they put Mike directly in front of a closet while El isn't. The Duffers fucking love background symbolism, they love symmetry. They even had some of this symmetry earlier in the scene with Jancy!:

(the window symbolises their love being open with one another or the fact they can be free with each other etc)

Not only does this closet get positioned right behind Mike in the shot, there is also a LIGHT on that is positioned right where his head is. This portrays that he's thinking about something new, like he's just been given a new perspective on something. (Also why would there be a light in the closet unless it's to draw ur attention to it??)

So why would a kiss from El, that he's had numerous times, conjure up a new idea? Why would it be that he loves her, when he allegedly already knows that because he said it ages ago? It's not an idea about El, it's him discovering the truth.

I talk more about how light symbolises truth in one of my very early analysis posts on this app here, but basically, light often symbolises the truth in film, and the fact that a light is IN THE CLOSET AND POSITIONED WHERE HIS HEAD IS just shows that he's thinking of the truth, which is not what is right in front of him.

AND THE BEAR THAT SYMBOLISES WILL IS STILL IN BETWEEN THEM. OH MY GOD,,,, this scene is literally just- the byler endgame scene I fear holy moly

So as we all know, afterwards, Mike stands there as if he's just realised something.

Based on what I've already said, that Mike can't just be realising that El figured out that he said "I love her", that Mike can't just be processing that she loved him (because wouldn't he be happy and the writers could have written a cute moment), and the fact he has lightbulb moment, this is him realising that something is wrong with his relationship. He realises that he doesn't want this.

The closet is fucking clear as day here, like it just all comes together in this perfect way I love it.

Keep this in mind for when I talk about the Hopper monologue at the end, because he just realises here he doesn't want this relationship, and during the monologue part he regrets everything he's done over the course of season 3.

This whole season he's kind of confused and trying to figure out what is wrong with him and why he feels so hurt by everything, but here is when he realises why, which is why it is a good closer of his arc. It is also supposed to be ironic that it's completely last minute. Meaning it is too late to do anything about it, leaving a good space for S4 to come along.

[sawlover353]

Castiel x reader

Reader can be either genders

No pronouns discussed??

A/N: this chapter is a fluff! Also you call castiel cassie sometimes!

Warnings: mentions of blood, slight undressing (male only), top half of body undressed (male) mild description of a male body (abdomen up), kissing, mild language, romantic thoughts.

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Doing laundry, Its a regular occurrence for you and doing it for someone else too. You always offered to do Sam and Dean’s laundry, to which they always accepted. Doing laundry definitely was not new to you, but what was new, was helping Castiel do his because he’s now a human. Usually he could use his grace to freshen up but you offered to help him with everything that came with being human, laundry being one of them.

Luckily for both of you, with Castiel being covered in blood, the laundromat was empty.

But one thing you couldn’t help but think about? Castiel without the trench coat on. You loved it, but the thought of what was underneath it?

Cas stood in front of the washing machine, looking at you questionably for a moment before shrugging and immediately taking his trench coat off. You expected to tell him to take them off and how to use the machine, but he seems pretty confident.

You stood there, your arms crossed and smiling as you watched him, very amused. Castiel turned to you as he put his trench coat in the washing machine.

“This- what im doing is correct, isn’t it?”

He questioned, his bright blue eyes staring into your y/e/c eyes.

“Uh yeah!” You assured.

Castiel nodded slowly, still slightly unsure, but he trusted your word. His gaze slowly looked into the washing machine, and his gaze held that usual innocent but curious look to it. You had to be honest, there was something about his curiousness that made your heart skip beats. There were Sam girls, there were Dean girls, but you were always a Cas girl, no matter what. You know, how could anyone not find him adorable.

He fiddled with a whole in his his shirt as he turned his body to completely face you.

“Now what?” He asked

“You put whatever else you want to be washed in.” You explained, definitely not expecting what was to come.

Castiel looked towards his bloodied up suit for a moment before slowly nodding, taking his suit of carefully. He placed the jacket in with the trench coat with ease, but that soon vanished when it came to his shirt. He struggled to take the buttons off. Noticing him struggling you laughed a little bit. He turned to face you and huffed.

“What are you laughing at?” He asked.

“Nothing.” You replied, mildly trying to keep it together.

Cas looked at you for a moment, a slightly suspicious glare in his eyes, until his shirt was completely off. He stood in front of you now shirtless. Castiel was usually covered by his trench coat and suit, so you hadn’t seen him so exposed and shirtless before.

His muscles. Damn.

Your cheeks grew slightly hot, and you could feel yourself staring slightly.

Castiel stared at you like usual, his curiousity only growing as he noticed your flushed face.

“Why are you red?” He questioned, taking a small step closer to you, and that’s when you could see everything, his toned muscles and tanned skin.

“Its just hot in here” you lied.

Cas slowly nodded, accepting the excuse as usual. He took more small steps towards you, the angel- well human, didn’t overly understand the concept of “personal space”

He had his usual serious expression, but his stare was intense.

“Your face is getting redder.” He pointed out as his deep voice only caused a pit further into your stomach.

“Yeah its just hot, anways, turn the machine on.” You said, hoping to get the attention off of you.

You loved Castiel, no, loved was an understatement, you were enthralled, captivated, entranced and a million other fancy words you couldn’t even verbalise. You would do anything for him. It wasnt even just his vessel you found so attractive, his soul, his personality, his essence, everything about him, physical or not, had you head over hills. You weren’t a “poem person” but sure you had written a few about him, you swooned like a teenage girl.

You snapped back out of your thoughts as you heard the beep of the machine, meaning cas had turned it on.

“Do you remember the setting?” You asked.

Castiel stood still for a moment, his eyes narrowing like he’s trying to remember something. He paused for a moment and turned back to you, his usual serious expression still present on his face.

“Cold wash, low spin cycle, on delicate.” He replied, his deep voice only causing more butterflies to flutter in your stomach.

“Yeah, thats right.” You replied.

Castiel nodded, seemingly proud of himself for remembering. He turned his body back to face you. He took a small step closer, sending more butterflies to your stomach, he looked down at you, his bright blue eyes staring into yours, in some type of staring contest laced with tension, only you hoped it was sexual tension.

“Cas.” You whispered.

Castiels eyes narrowed slightly at the sudden tone of your voice, he tilted his head to the side as he usually did when he was confused, you said his name in a way that almost made him stop in his tracks.

“Yes?” He replied immediately in his deep and monotonous voice, but you swore you could make out a tiny change in his tone, making his voice sound the tiniest bit sweeter.

“You didn’t press start.” I gesture to the machine.

Castiel blinked, immediately darting his head to look at the machine. He had indeed not pressed start, he was too focused, staring into your eyes. His face, the still serious stare but with that tint of softness fell slightly at his mistake.

“Oh- right.” He walked over and pressed the start button.

You let a breath out that you didn’t even know you were holding.

Cas glanced over his shoulder at you, his expression turning from one of a frown to slight concern.

“Why are you breathing so heavily?” He asked.

“Its just hot.” You lied, again.

Castiel paused again, his eyes narrowing again slightly, like he’s studying every word and movement you made.

“Hm. You already said that and yet your face is still getting slightly redder.” He said, if it weren’t for the deep and dull voice, you would have thought he was mocking you, teasing even.

“I should wait outside.” You blurted out.

Cas was quick to move grabbing your wrist as you went to walk away.

“No.” He said, his tone was still serious but you could tell there was desperation in his voice, he wanted you to stay for some reason. Once he realised he was holding your wrist tightly he softened his grip.

“Cas.” You say weakly.

Castiel huffed, trying to find the right words. He hated not being able to convey how he was feeling. There was a moment of silence before he spoke again, the desperation in his voice only growing more apparent.

“I…I don’t want you to go, Y/N.” He replied, his tone softer than before, he knew his answer wasn’t enough.

You knew you had to tell the truth, express how you really felt, lets just hope castiel didn’t think u were weird for it.

“Cas…” you whispered again.

Castiel took another few steps towards you.

“Do you want the truth?” You asked

Castiel paused for a moment, taken aback by the question, he started at you for a moment before answering.

“Yes I want the truth.” He replied

Here goes….

“I love you cassie, more than a friend. You’re on my mind all the time, present in every breath I take, every thought I think. I understand as an angel you might not understand or feel the same, but you’re the reason I get up every morning, the reason why I go to sleep is so I don’t have to wait to see you next, every moment im around you, im happy, I love you, angel or human, not even just for your vessel’s appearance, for your soul. I would give my life for yours, I would do anything for you.”

You blurt out, looking down as you realise you really overshared.

Unbeknownst to you, as you were to trapped in your own thoughts and embarrassed, Castiel’s eyes widened as you spoke, his expression immediately dropping any serious look it had and was now replaced with shock, and happiness. Your words hit him like a bullet as he realised he had no ides you loved him more than a friend. He was stunned, staring at you with his moutb slightly open in shock, not knowing what to say or do.

You still had you head down in…shame? Embarrasment? Feeling fully exposed of all your feelings towards the angel in front of you.

You stuttered something under you breath, barely reaching a whisper.

Castiel was speechless, he had been an angel for some millennia, but nobody has ever confessed their love for him before. He was at a total loss for words. His mouth opened and closed a few times, trying to speak but knowing no words woukd compare to the ones that just left your lips.

After a minute or two, he found some words, not very good, but something.

“You..you really feel like that?” His voice broke the ear ringing silence, his tone showing shock but also, hope..and need? He needed to know if you were telling the truth.

“Yes.” You mumbled.

Castiel was silent for a second, a mixture of shock, hope, happiness and bewilderment in his expression. He took a small step closer to you.

“Look up at me, please.” He whispered.

You don’t react.

Castiel left out a small huff before grabbing your chin and softly moving your head up to look at him. Castiel stared into your eyes, his expression was back to serious but there was something else in his eyes, like he was taking every last inch of you in.

You slowly began to whisper, losing control to your own thoughts again.

“Your eyes are like an icy lake, I could stare into them until I am forced to blink”

That caught castiel off guard, he wasn’t expecting more compliments. He started to smile softly, not overly noticeable.

“Is that a good thing?” He asked, you simply nodded.

“Why do you feel this way about me?” He asked.

“You are the most inconceivable person I have ever met.”

Castiel paused for a moment, he felt himself go speechless again. He slowly moved his hand towards you before stopping, he wasn’t sure if he was allowed to touch you, you nodded and he brushed a strand of hair out of your face, his touch was hesitant and soft. He slowly moved his hands to cup both sides of your face, his touch still light, you lead up slightly.

After a moment Cas realised what you were doing and leaned down, you put your arms around hid neck and leaned up all the way, closing the gap and gently kissing him. Cas immediately gave in, closing his eyes and his arms wrapped around you, pulling you impossibly close, like he was scared you would pull away. His grip was firm, but not so firm that he would hurt you. He slowly kissed you back. You two continued softly kissing eachother for another minute or so, before the washing machine beeped, signaling the cycle was done. You and Cas broke apart, both silently cursing the washing machine for ruining your moment.

[pumpkinsy0]

Do you have any headcannons for if Curly was FTM or how/if it would effect his relationship with Pony.

im gonna hold ur hand and give u a mix of both!!! mainnllyyyy just hcs for trans curly tho lmao

•i already feel like the shepards mom is pretty misogynistic and when she found out she was having girl twins she wasnt the happiest of campers at all. so when it comes to being a mamas girl, curlys not as close as he wouldve wanted to be. unlike cis curly, trans curly was just fighting a losing battle from day ONE, but trans curly still has that desperation for wanting to be seen BY his mom, thats a constant amongst all curly versions i fear

•ftm would b one hell of a change for him, its like a whole 180 and it wouldnt go unnoticed by his mom!! curly was under the impression that maybe his mom would like him better if he acted like a guy!! his mom valuing boys is what pushed curly to transition, hes tried acting like the perfect daughter being REALLY feminine but NEITHER of them was buying it, so he thought “what if i tried being like a son!!” doesnt have to be a GREAT son, just one regardless, thats what his mom always wanted after all

ps i feel like u could also twist this so curly finds out that hes a boy BC he decided maybe acting like a boy would get his mom to like him, it changed from him wanting to please his mom to him actually liking how it felt to be one and starting to do it for himself (spoiler alert, his mom wasnt the biggest of fan either way)

•angela knows what curlys doing, hes told her the plan and how he felt bc theyre very close and she doesnt exactly gaf that hes doing it, shes just worried hes gonna get hurt. at the end of the day ik angela was happy she got all of curlys girl clothes. nobody else knows that curlys doing so they keep buying him girl clothes that he hands off to angela, while tim buys curly his boy clothes from thrift shops, if anyone asks they just use the excuse that theyre broke and curly doesnt care what he wears and cant afford to be picky anyways

•when they move to america, curlys able to take more control of his identity than most. when it comes to government documents obviously its harder to lie but sometimes ppl just dont double check what curly or tim put in the paper so he just says he was born a boy. reason why he goes by curly is bc its a nickname to hide his “girl name”, curly is a pretty unisex nickname i think, its a way of tricking ppl so they say anything BUT his deadname and so he doesnt get targeted for being trans by using his new name (which only a feewwww ppl know). curlys new name is the name curlys mom was gonna give to tim, she had a list of names written down in her diary when she was pregnant w tim and curly found it

•curly would hateeeee getting artested for the additional reason that he would be going to a girls reformatory if he gets locked up, thats a one way ticket to dysphoria city AND getting outed/harassed he would love to avoid that at all cost. as a result trans curly tries being more slick when he breaks the law so he doesnt get locked up. if he was just going to a boys reformatory, he wouldnt care about getting locked up, however they have government documents that say curlys a girl, not much curly can do about that

•assuming we r arent going w modern day, im not saying pony wouldnt support curly he doesnt care WHAT the hell curly does, but i do think he doesnt have theeee most progressive ideals as ppl would probably headcanon. one of the biggest ones is that hes jealous that curly is seen as more manly than he is. in his mind hes thinking “how did a girl turn out to be stronger than me, like that”, its not ALL he thinks of curly but it is A thought regardless. is curly offended??? ehhhhhh a lil bit, he knows pony feels that way even if he doesnt know it show it, BUT hes more so smug about that than anything, ponyboy curtis???? jealous of him????? oh hes taking this W

•curly didnt tell pony he was trans right away but its not something he kept hidden for LONG, he told pony he was trans early on of them getting closer to each other. curly knows pony isnt dumb and wouldve found out eventually, best to be from him than anyone else

•is diy testosterone a thing??? ik its a thing for hrt but idk for testoserone, IF IT IS id like to imagine curlys making it w pony without anyone knowing and its a science experiment w tubes and flask😭😭realistically tho, curlys just eating foods that boost testosterone. it was ponys idea!!!

•like i said pony tries being supportive but his support can b rlly funny to curly, “how do you want me to ____” “like u normally would??? im not fragile pony”. be knows pony would never dare to be purposely transphobic, mostly bc he knows pony knows he would whoop his ass if he was❤️

•curly binds using bandages REALLY tightly and the only reason y he got better w them is bc pony knew some small history of corsets and was thinking “yea, that cant cant be good for u” so he tried offering safer ways to do it

[woozten-x]

#. 𝘼𝙨 𝘽𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙈𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 | 𝙉𝘾𝙏 127

[ m.list including other neos! ]

─ Context: When dating, you’ve noticed many habits and cherished the many memories with your boyfriend; you recall every single one, your love for them growing stronger by the many moments shared with them. (NCT 127 EDITION)

─ Genre: Tooth-rotting FLUFF, lots of wholesome moments of just them being ur boyfriend, Headcanons

─ Length: 7 bullet points!

❒ a/n: hi i died but i have came back from the dead and as promised, i was gonna update in april. i had no excuse for why i wasnt writing LMAO but, here we are!! i hope this makes up for my absence and lack of updates. i swear, ill try to update more!! i do have plenty of drafts sitting in my silly little docs

tysm for the recent support tho! like always, i appreciate it sososo much and im happy to see many are interested with my writing(s)! <3<3 hope yall have a good one :) i have returned with a lovesick mindset once again! haechan + mark are already written in the NCT Dream version (linked below)

ꔠ NCT Dream as Boyfriend Moments .

!! Johnny .

Giving you the cutest pet names - ‘Precious’ and ‘My love’ are his all time favorites and he is always calling out to you softly; Johnny’s love is embedded in his words, his gaze glowering with the affection he holds for you and the smile never leaving his face, only you could make him feel this way!

The type to pick you up with arms wrapped around your waist, his muscles flexing whenever he effortlessly picks you up off the floor to spin you around with a playful smile etched on his lips; Johnny always treating you like you are the only one he laid eyes on, sharing the lighthearted moments with the one he has fallen for

LOVES sending you photos of himself before photoshoots or when he is doing absolutely nothing but daydreaming about you; Johnny literally sends you photos of himself before posting on his Instagram, teasing you with special photos that makes him look extra goofy or extra handsome (no inbetween)

He is the one who takes your hand in his, putting your intertwined hands into the pocket of his jacket/coat or pants whenever the weather is a bit too chilly; Johnny always wanting to keep you warm, sharing his warmth and looking after you with the most gentlest touches

Backhugs are his forte, always approaching behind you and placing his chin on your shoulder or the top of your head while comfortably snuggled up behind you; Johnny’s strong arms surrounding your waist, his taller body always shrinking in your presence as he whispers in your ear when conversing with you

He gets distracted by you too easily! He is a huge baby when it comes with you, always having his attention on you like you are his entire world; unfortunately, many members had became thirdwheels because Johnny is solely focused on you, his attention laid upon the world or perhaps the entire universe

Long facetime calls with him! please gossip with him, that man LIVES for the tea; Johnny loves hearing about you regardless how “uninteresting” it may be and he tends to remember details, at times the members would pop up to join the gossip or jokingly gag whenever the two of you become lovey dovey (spoiler alert it’s Haechan)

!! Taeyong .

Matching outfits? YES! He loves it so much when the two of you have matching clothing or coordinate with one another; Taeyong is willing to try out anything, always hyping you up whenever you feel insecure - of course, he is willing to try out new styles and is always open-minded about your choices

Probably steals your clothing as much as you steal his - oh, you are missing a crop top? He is showing up in it with a sheepish smile on his face, saying he didn’t think he would like it so much; don’t worry Taeyong always returns it and takes extra care of them, he even cleans them after using it!

LOVES when you hold his face in your hands, your gentle caresses and the ability to make him melt whenever you softly speak to him of sweet nothing; Taeyong could see the love in your eyes, his heart racing every time you gently speak and touch him - he feels like he is the luckiest man alive, knowing he has you

He either knows or does not know about those couple tiktok challenges or pranks, he definitely stumbled across some of them because he is a tiktok enjoyer; even if he knows, you shouldn’t try! Taeyong loves to play along and he would convince you that he didn’t know until the very end, always laughing at your reaction

Always has you accompanying him at the dance practice room whenever you are free, he is dancing to his heart’s content in the presence of the love of his life; Taeyong loves praise from you and has a passion for dancing, he is showing off and seeking your validation as he always feels the most loved with you

Writing raps or lyrics dedicated to you, whether you know it’s about you or not; Taeyong is a very productive songwriter, he feels most comfortable with music and is more than willing to show his deep love for you - reminding you that you will always be his inspiration and biggest motivator

Quiet nights where you hold him, playing with his hair and letting all the stress of being leader for NCT is laid to rest; the two of you would share deep conversations, softly speaking to one another and Taeyong is in serenity with you - he is willing to share all the stress and the future with you, promising to keep you by his side until the very end

 !! Yuta .

He enjoys jewelry and whether you like it or not, he is getting custom matching rings, earrings, etc. with you! He definitely bought Howl and Sofia’s rings from Howl Moving Castle for the two of you to wear; it’s easy to please Yuta with any type of jewelry, always showing them off with a prideful, bright smile

Gives you his jewelry and clothes! He even recommends you what to wear, always wanting to see you confident and in high spirits with your beauty; Yuta is willing to learn to do your makeup or hair, becoming your personal stylist as he wants you to see what he sees whenever he lays eyes on you - the most beautiful person, he loves dearly

LOVES to call your name whenever you are busy, watching you turn to him and he lightly pokes your cheek or the tip of your nose; Yuta is smiling brightly at your surprised reaction, adoring your expression while his heart skips a beat whenever you smile back at him

Speaks to you in his mother tongue and it does not matter if you understand or not! He loves to tease you, speaking to you in phrases and smirking at your confused expression; most times, Yuta is laughing at you before calling you Japanese pet names in the most loving tone and giving you a chaste kiss to wipe away your confusion

Always wanting to hold your hand and even if he has stuff in his hands, he is still lending out a hand for you to take; Yuta can be quite pushy with it too, always wanting his hand interlocked with yours and he is always getting what he wants to let the idea of you being his prosper

Whenever you compliment him, he is willing to compliment you back; somehow, Yuta has many unspoken words for you and he is sharing them all with you, revealing how infatuated he is with you and how much he cherishes you - good luck, he is not one to back down so easily either as the two of you would have a compliment battle

The type to distract you with kisses or words of love or a random adventure whenever you feel down; Yuta is always taking care of you, treating you like you are the most fragile jewel he possesses - he would never let you forget how much you are loved and cherished, always making you smile to look like the most prized treasure

!! Doyoung .

Your interests are his also! Are you hyperfixated on something? That’s okay, he is encouraging it and possibly making it worse; Doyoung is incredibly supportive of you, willing to learn whatever your interests are and even joins you for a new experience! He believes that you will teach him many new things, as he appreciates every moment shared with you

Matching keychains is a must and he loves those cute ones where the two of you can match, but it’s different colors - at times, he loves to switch stuffed animals with you or he would give you HIS plushies just so you don’t miss him too much when he’s gone/busy; Doyoung wants you to know that he is there, no matter the distance!

LOVES leaving notes for you, his pretty handwriting always speaking to you on a random post-it yet somehow those very same words convey so much love for you; Doyoung likes to compliment you in these notes and hoping for you to have a good day, reminding you that he is a message/call away if needed

His sweater paws always being placed on your face, a smile of pure adoration radiating his face with a love-filled gaze meeting your own; Doyoung loves to slowly lean forward when holding the most precious upon his palms, his forehead resting against yours with no words to spare - his expression is enough to show how much he loves you

He tends to have sleepless nights the day before meeting you again! He is thinking of the many things to say and what to do when he sees you; usually, his plans don’t follow through, as Doyoung is engulfing in your arms and holding onto you like the world had ended for a moment for him

Doyoung’s fight or fight mode triggers whenever he is with the Neos, unfortunately you are dragged into the drama also and he expects you to defend him like you are his knight in shining armor; if you side with the other Neos, he is a sulky bunny and giving you silent treatment until you give him a kiss on his pouty lips

Has a habit of checking if anything is out of line before you step out of the house or if you have any crumbs on your face after a meal; Doyoung stands close to you, leaning forward to inspect closely while gently brushing off any crumbs with his thumb or fixing your clothes/hair - he is smiling fondly at you, telling how beautiful you are after

!! Jaehyun .

The type to rest a hand on you whenever he accompanies you, it’s a very subtle yet gentle touch and it’s one of those habits you may not notice at first; Jaehyun has a protective instinct of guiding you through a crowd or keeping you close to him, always by your side whether you are aware or not

Sends goofy photos or videos of himself, especially when first waking up in the morning or after a busy schedule; Jaehyun’s hair is usually messed up in most of those photos or he looks like some life was drained from him, it’s definitely a treat to receive first thing in the morning or throughout the day

LOVES to playfully wrestle with you or chase you around, the two of you having those childish moments where laughter and endless smiles are shared; Jaehyun enjoys these moments very much, his own heart in content and every worry forgotten whenever he is with you

Whenever you aren’t looking, he is fondly looking at you with a smile full of endearment when watching you; whether it is the most normalest thing or you doing some happy dance when eating good food, Jaehyun’s gaze is softening each time and is thinking how lucky he has to have you as his

He melts every time you run your fingers through his hair or stroke his head, something about the gesture is so comforting and he is always leaning into your touch similar to a feline wanting to be petted; Jaehyun is always comforted by you, this spell you have on him addictive

Borrows your lip balm or chapstick and he has no specific reason why he does it; Jaehyun seems to like the things you carry for skincare, seeming to borrow them or even use them himself - he also likes to have you apply it on his lips, then he has this dorky smile before kissing you with his soft lips

Listen to those R&B songs together, listening to his collection of records, he likes to pull you into his arms and dance with you in the middle of the room; Jaehyun is holding onto you in a gentle grasp, the two of you swaying along the melody as you both lost yourselves to the music

!! Jungwoo .

Sassy boyfriend babygirl and he loves to be a smartass when around you, something about seeing your buttons being pressed makes him wanna act up; Of course, he never takes it too far but we all know he will litter your face with kisses in apology if he does

Encourages and joins you on self care days! Those days where the two of you spend a spa day together or he is joining you for your skincare routine while eating snacks and watching movies; Jungwoo loves his baby pampered and he loves to be pampered also! He will definitely treat the two of you to a royal treatment, as you both deserve it

LOVES to tease you by purposely ignoring you until you call him by a cute pet name, he simply refuses to listen to you when you call him by his name; Jungwoo wants to hear your endearment dripping from every pet name, the bright smile on his face worth it in the end every single time

He has a huge appetite which means he is willing to eat whatever you don’t want to eat! He reminds you to eat something, even if it’s a small snack or meal; Jungwoo finds food important, he is incredibly supportive and is willing to eat any of your portions so you don’t feel too bad

Has blackmail on the other Neos and definitely shares them with you, he loves to tease the other members (especially Doyoung and Jaehyun) and you are expected to join his mischief; expect random photos or videos from Jungwoo of the other Neos, you are his best friend and lover - he is not treating those titles any less

Has those cheesy cute “My girlfriend/boyfriend *heart emoji*” or whatever on your contact info and he gets all pouty when you don’t meet his energy; Jungwoo wants to show you are his and he is yours! He definitely has matching couple ideas, and he loves to make sure his contact is revealing that he is no ordinary person in your life

Has the ability to know when you are upset or feeling down, he is the type to walk up to you and hug you; Jungwoo gives one of the best hugs and he is holding you tightly, placing a gentle hand on your head while you rest against his chest - no questions asked, use him until all your worries/tears are gone

[cerealboxlore]

imagine, and i don’t know how or why, cap having to reveal his identity to the league, but he just says his name

whatever members immediately look up billy batson, sees he’s a kid, and assumes that marvel being there is time shenanigans and that he was keeping his identity secret to not mess up the timeline

would be funny if somewhere after this another superhero asks him if he looked up to himself as a kid and he just responds with “nah, i hated captain marvel. i mean, who the hell would willingly be so cringy” or something idk i’m tired

that just seems like it could be a lot of fun to me

THIS TOOK FOREVER FOR ME TO RESPOND TO BECAUSE MY BRAIN WASNT BRAINING AND COULDN'T READ IT RIGHT BUT I GET IT NOW AND I LOVE IT

I think this is an amazing idea!! Using time travel as an excuse to lie to the Justice League and others about his existence is just pure, high-level wizard genius. Of course, some other time traveler, like Booster Gold, might make this a difficult lie to keep up, unless...he was in on the lie from the start 👀 It would make for a cute friendship between the two heroes and make for a good bonding story about the most unexpected people who became heroes.

A scenario where I can imagine your plan happening would most likely be a funny one, and while there can absolutely be a serious event that causes this idea of yours, I am laughing out of control thinking about Captain Marvel accidentally touching the lasso of truth and saying his name when someone asks him on the Watch Tower. And then he goes silent. Cap sees the rope next to him. And then everyone goes silent. They see the rope next to him. And then he leaves without saying anything, and the entire break room bursts into PURE chaos.

I think it's an awesome idea to have people think Billy hated Captain Marvel growing up, because that's just a factor of hilarity right there. In the Captain Marvel Adventures comic run, there was an issue where Billy pretended to have a feud with Captain Marvel (himself) so that people would leave him alone (if I remember right??). It's always funny to me to see someone pretend to hate their alter ego, it brings up so many opportunities for shenanigans!

Bonus:

Superman: Hey, Captain! Sorry to bother you, but I was curious, if it's not too much to ask, may I inquire as to why you're in the past instead of, you know, back in the future?

Captain Marvel: Ah, well, that's a pretty long story there, Supes. I can't go into it too much for privacy reasons, you know how it is.

Superman: Oh, no, I get it, don't worry, I won't press into it.

Captain Marvel: Hm...I can tell you this though, if I ever come into contact with my past self, due to my magic cells and the fabric of the universe, I will self-destruct.

Superman: ....what.

Captain Marvel: Yeahhh, it's a whole thing, it's why I never bother to meet my past self, and if you don't mind, I'd appreciate it if you left my past self alone. Haha, wouldn't want to risk cross contamination accidentally and explode.

He then walks away whistling without a care about what he just said, leaving Superman and the rest in a confused and concerned state.

On the news next week a JL member sees Booster Gold shake hands with Billy on the Fawcett City news (Captain Marvel's city) and holds back the urge to body slam him back to the future.

Gosh, this was wonderful to answer!

[dreamsofbroflovski]

hiii again, I was the person who wrote about the dbd hc post and to write more hcs about kyle, when i wrote that i wasnt really thinking about something in specific, just general hcs about kyle hahaha, howeverr If you don't Mind there Are some ideas i've never seen and i think would be pretty cool (If you don't mind, of course):

- general hcs about His gaming taste (which games he likes,plays,his fav, etc) kyle plays (also would love to ser main 4, but since hes my pookie i focused on him XD)

- how he would be dating a brazilian reader

- main 4 + butters dating (or being friends) with a reader who has autism

you don't need to write all of them (or even write at all), just would love to see more of kyle 🙏🙏

ha. hahaha. ha.

anon, you are ve ry familiar with my game, aren't you?

because i swear this was me when i read idea #2:

for the uninitiated (which anon probably isn't), i AM brazilian, so this is right up my alley lol

unfortunately, i don't think i'm doing idea #3. i'm not autistic, i don't have a lot of knowledge on the subject, and to depict that properly it would require from me a type of research that i'm just incapable of doing at the moment

#1 might happen at some point though. we have a few snippets of the boys' gaming tastes in canon already, but i can always tell canon to fuck itself and just say my own thoughts on the subject

with that out of the way.

KYLE BROFLOVSKI HEADCANONS - DATING A BRAZILIAN READER

Admittedly, he was very intrigued when you first moved to South Park. Why the hell would you come from a tropical country all the way on the opposite hemisphere to a small town in the middle of nowhere in the states? And that’s like, one of the first things he ever asks you - because obviously he volunteers to be the one to hang out with you and show you around. As time passes and you two get together, he’s just secretly grateful that whatever it is brought you to his arms.

Confusion is this guy’s middle name for a while when he starts getting closer to you. Brazil is so very different from the US, but it’s also very different from other latin american countries - even though there are several similarities, some aspects of the culture are very unique, so there’s a lot of him questioning you about it going on.  

Obviously starts taking Portuguese lessons immediately, even if you’re fully fluent in English. It’s an investment, really - God forbid you two break up, he’d at least have the knowledge of a new language.

Once he gets a better grasp of it, starts saying love declarations to you in Portuguese in front of everyone else since they don’t understand the language, making you giggle and blush. Has the cutest little accent, too. The guys keep on asking what the fuck he was talking to you about, he just tells them to piss off.

He gives you gifts on Brazilian Valentine’s Day (which, to unaware readers, is not February 14th! It’s actually June 12th) as well as on American Valentine’s Day. He’s just always looking to spoil his lady, honestly, and an extra excuse for that is very much welcome.

Brazilians are big on family and community. So if you’re close to yours, he’s gonna be so happy and basically bend over backwards trying to get along in order to feel properly included. (Biological or found family! He’s doing that regardless.)

Somewhat disinterested in Brazilian music, to be honest. He’d hate Brazilian Funk and Samba with a passion. More classical MPB is fine, he likes it from an intellectual point of view.

Our literature, on the other hand? He likes it beyond belief. If you’re a reader, you two can have a little book club of your own because he keeps on finding and reading new books that he wants to yap about.

Avoid explaining Brazilian politics to this dude. He’s already at high risk of heart disease due to stress, we are not trying to cut his lifespan in half. (He ends up doing research on his own, and then it’s a whole mess because he keeps on asking rhetorical questions to show just how stupid some parts of it are)

Not fond of the tropical weather, I don't think he fucks with the beach at all for several reasons. If you’re from a coastal city, he’ll visit with you for sure, but he just prefers to do other stuff while he’s there.

Turns FERAL if he sees you in a Brazilian bikini. Crazy possessive if it's around other people, can't get his hands off you if it's in private. (I mean, that goes for any bikini, really. But there's something about the extra skin...)

Carnaval kinda triggers his Jersey side a little bit, lol. He will go with you to a ‘bloquinho’, complain for a while like he’s not enjoying himself, and then all of a sudden Kyley-B is there, wearing a tinsel wig and flip-flops and trying to fight a street vendor because the beer is too expensive.

The amount of proximity and public displays of affection in Brazilian culture freaks him out a little bit at first. He’d get jealous if you greet other men with a kiss on the cheek or a hug, stuff like that. That’s just not how he was raised - but he’ll get around to it eventually, especially if you reward him with a few kisses of his own in front of everyone

All in all, he’s actually adorable about it. He likes knowing stuff, so new cultures interest him greatly - and if he can learn everything there is to know about you, then that’s just the best way.

Dividers by @cafekitsune

[sign-anon]

..........

*Bob stares at Sign for a long time... Time seems to have stopped completely....... Bob just stares.... Clearly holding back tears.... He takes a shakey deep breath and looks back...*

I.... .... Whenever I first got the news... That you lost your memories.... I panicked.... Because I didn't want to have to redo everything.... I didn't want to have to make the same mistakes to get the same Sign I had.... But then I was told Avian was talking to you and flirting with you and.... I attacked him... You probably remember that.... But whenever I saw him talking to you whenever I attacked him Infront of you.... It made me realize.... Just.... How easy I can lose you.... And i started to think..... And think.... And think.... I was thinking for so long.... I realized how much I've hurt you and everything I've put you through.... And how much you run back to me.... And I realized that you completely refused to escape this world because of me.... And I realized I how broken and messed up our relationship is and.... I want to see you happy... And to see you happy... I can't be around....

So....

I want to call off the engagement... I'm sorry...

*everything is wrong. sign feels as though everything is falling between his fingers. the world is nothing but sand, and he is losing a hold on it, and hes falling. the blackness that hed been in when he died is coming back, swallowing him whole. this cant be real, this cant be happening, it cant be, it just cant, so why is his face suddenly wet, and why is he standing up and staring at bob like hes a stranger and WHAT IS HE DOING HE LOVES THIS MAN WHY IS HE DOING THIS WHY-*

okay. goodbye then.

*he turns and walks away, but why? why is he leaving, why is he walking away, why isnt he turning around and telling bob that he was happy with him, that bob is the only one he loves, that the thing with avian wasnt anything, that his heart belongs to bob, and WHY WONT YOU TURN AROUND YOU DUMB, FUCKING, USELESS EXCUSE FOR A LOVER JUST TURN AROUND AND TELL HIM TURN AROUND AND- ANd- and what? why? why is he suddenly so numb and tired and empty? why is he so cold and uncaring? and why isnt he just going into his room and locking himself away like he always does? what does he expect to find here? what is he expecting? and so on and so forth as he keeps walking, walking, walking, away from the only person he ever has and ever will love.*

[meowzilla93]

The people need little known facts about Baxter! Just like random headcannons, like what's his favorite holiday and why, etc. etc. Basically please just tell me more about this silly little man :)

*cracks knuckles*

me? talk about my favourite love interest in OL:BA?

Thought you'd never ask :P

favourite holiday? we already know his favourite season is fall cause nostalgia, and I almost wanna think that eventually Thanksgiving is his holiday

you absolutely know why but if i must elaborate

he is just so damn thankful for being able to reconnect with people he truly cared for, and that those people didnt give up on him; if MC romanced him, all the more thankful he has someone he can trust and rely on for the rest of his life, and that he can provide that back

but it wasnt always and only after Step 4; he needs to reconnect first for this to eventuate

and you just know that he will love hosting and cooking; any excuse to learn new recipes and show off his skills

before step 4 though? i dont think he had one, and thats his parents fault

any sort of events like these he had to attend with his family and be the 'expected perfect son' which he loathed

i do believe this is canon (pls correct if wrong) but i truly do believe he did not have any friends at his private school, and actively hated going

rebel Baxter? he sure was in his own way

spare periods between classes; he wandered off grounds to a spot where he could avoid the pompous populace

talk back to teachers? you can guarantee that; just more in that incheek way where they couldnt really punish him for what he said

can see him being the type to screw around in class and just be a bit of a bother to the teachers and students, but he was an A+ student all the way

guarantee that when asked to answer questions in class, if he was in the right sort of mood, straight up makeup facts just for the lols

(his parents might have put a stop to that real quick though)

mans was a brat we know this, and it was making the OLNF friends that made him question his life and his upbringing more

this is a touch more sad, but i think early on, he didnt really understand his parents position on things like the LBGTQIA+ community and such until he saw people he cared about be treated poorly by them, or heard what they had to say behind closed doors

i think this truly broke him and is what started the rifts in his friendships as he didnt know how to approach this (he is a kid, we cant expect him to know)

but what he did know, he NEVER wanted to be like his parents, and this is when he started his plan on moving to Virginia for uni

ahem, lets get back to some light hearted sweet stuff

i recon he went full platinum white once - pure white hair (you cannot take this away from me) but the upkeep of that was more insane than just handling black

favourite flower! rose. come on. even Cove said it in Step 1: Fancy!

though if we must choose a second option, Lupine

it has that really pretty purple colour (his second favourite colour after black and white) and its symbolism is very much on par with what he truly wants from life

google that shit, and tell me im wrong

100% reads smut; Im talking like Victorian era smut (Johanna Linsday, Amanda Quick type stuff)

October is his favourite month - the world around him was covered in that beautiful auburn colour

He loves pumpkin spiced lattes (with oat milk of course)

PRESENTS! oh oh when its Christmas time, this is the hardest thing for him because he doesnt just wanna buy something random, it needs to have meaning

You wanted to go see a museum? here are some tickets

Missed this movie when it was screening? Here is the Extended Release with all the additions DVD

You have a favourite flower or plant that you can never really have cause it doesnt grow in the climate you live in? In a frame you received a pressed and dried version of it, so you can always have it with you

.....i need to stop otherwise ill just keep going

(pls dont stop asking me though, ill talk about Baxter till death and will make a million more posts)

[kis-kreatures]

My new son!!!! He's sort of a rescue? It's a whole ass story, I'll type it all below, but TLDR: his terrarium is miserable and i am very aware of that. I'm gonna fix it as soon as I am able to!

I also love him very very much.

Here's the whole story about him:

So i always wanted a tegu, but definitely wasn't planning to get one just yet. Money is one reason but the main reason would be the fact I am studying in a different town than where i live in. I am away for 2 weeks at time, coming home only every 2nd weekend. And my place at the education town doesn't allow animals and hell im coming home on holidays and itd be a pain to drive huge ass terrarium back and forth.

So i just started studying at this school last year and then in december my sister turns up at our house during one of the weekends i was home during. She has a tegu. I fall in love with him on first sight. She asks ME if i want him.

Here's context on how she got him in the 1st place, mind you, i do not have the closest relationship with my sister so i do not know details, anyways: she breeds crested geckos and used to work in a petstore, so she has contacts in the local reptile community. According to my sister's own words: Her friend and owner/worker (i dont actually know) of the petstore said he has a tegu he needs to get rid of (because nobody was buying him and he needed the space, i think? Smth like that), he asked her if she would take him. Well actually he kinda just gave him to her and then asked for money?? He costed less than a tegu would normally cost, so she hesitantly agreed and paid him the money. Cool, now she has a tegu she didnt actually really want? She wanted to resell him herself (like personally i dont think she would have higher chances than the more well known reptile keeper she got him from but ok), but, for some damn reason, she chose to come to me first...

And of course i cannot say no. But i should. Because i have school for the next 2 and half years and i wont be able to take care of him. FUCK. Why she gotta put me in that position.

Anyways i learn he is supposedly around 3 years old and he spend the previous years in petstore. Apparently my sister was walking around him back when she worked there. Quick google tells me that if indeed he is 3 years old, then he is way Way too small. So i assume he probably wasnt kept in a proper enclosure back in the petstore. And he hadnt had any interaction or love either. I feel bad. I want to give him a good home... But the fucking school... But its only 3 years long!

So i ask sister if she couldnt keep him and id get him after school ends? 3 long long years, but id have the boy at the end and my sister should be able to take care of him considering she has many reptiles of her own and contacts to ask things about tegus + the internet is always there. Or so i assumed.

She agrees and takes him home. I end up being very busy with school and my own mental health and dont really get updates on how hes doing. I just know he got his enclosure updated and has grown considerably. Good!

But then i fimnally have time to visit my sister. And i see the state his enclosure is in. I learn she never feeds him any veggies or proper variety of protein. I also explicitly asked her to try and get him conditioned to humans more. To take him out and handle him. She apparently never did that. Its been over half a year at this point. He was sleeping in his cork at that time. I complain about this to my parents. And my dad suddenly says "i didnt know you wanted him. I would have taken care of him when you would be at school." Like excuse me???? Wdym u never knew??? I thought my parents wouldnt want to or be able to take care of him, so i let my sister keep him. Well goddamn.

And so started the time to convince my parents to get him home. All summer holidays long. My sister suddenly greedily wants like 500€ for him. But my dad says he will pay for him. And when i ask him to actually do pay for him, he doesnt. THE WHOLE FUCKING SUMMER i was getting the green light and then the red light and then the green light... Never getting solid fucking answer, it pissed me off. And then at the end of summer i visit again. And learn that my sister claims he is "aggressive". Thats why she never handled him. She was afraid of putting her hand into the terrarium. I reach into the terrarium and he just smells me. I can pet him and hes showing no aggression whatsoever. At that moment im like "no fucking more. Im moving him home!" And FINALLY my parents are about to move his enclosure. But the enclosure is heavy, dad alone cannot carry it, im too weak and mom shouldnt be carrying heavy things because of medical reasons. I stupidly agree that we wait until my sister and her fiance arrive from a vacation to help us carry it. (Oh btw. my sister left a snake in plastic tub with nothing and then left for a week long a vacation... We were tasked to visit and take care of her animals but like??? Hello?????). We should have just fucking dragged it across the floor because what the decision to wait resulted in... Was another half a year. They didnt move the enclosure and holidays ended. I went back to school and have been dying from being ill all the damn time and struggling with mental health again. But ive been determined about getting the tegu for winter holidays. And no bullshit anymore. And my sister has been repeatedly asking if i really want him for the past few months, clearly wanting to get rid of him already. I really do. And he has been moved here last weekend. I was still at school at that time, but arrived home for this 2nd weekend. I will be leaving again on sunday though... But only for a week and then winter holidays! I will have to leave during them ocassionaly for exams, but should be here home long enough to try and get him used to humans so that my parents are not afraid of him and can take proper care of him while im gone. And also to fix his damn miserable enclosure. Really thought my sister would do fucking better job with all the resources she has. And also she asked for more money for him than during summer holidays! Of course she has- and theres like a single stick and barely big enough cork for the boy to fit in and a bowl in the terrarium. I feel so bad thats how he spent the last year. It must have been so boring. And who knows how his enclosure looked like when he was in the petstore... At least this one is big enough (for now).

I wish... I wish this all didnt happen just when i started attending new fucking school so far away. I do feel kind of selfish. Maybe my sister would have actually found somebody to buy him from her and he could have had better home for a while now. And just because I really want a tegu for personal interests, i've been keeping him away from that possibility. But well, present time, I am determined to do my best for him even with my stupid situation. It will be very busy winter holidays...

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Any tips and warnings and really anything regarding tegus is welcome!! I gotta get him to eat his veggies and go potty in 1 spot. Tips how to achieve that would be great. I also wanna make his enclosure bioactive, so if u know of any plants that will withstand a tegu, please let me know!

[celestialpotat0]

Plumas + northern Tahoe National Forests

I'd never explored this particular area of the northern Sierra Nevada mountains before, so was excited to check out a new section of the mountain range that I return home to over and over again.

Hours away from the nearest toilet while hiking, I was squatting down to pee in the forest and as I was peeing and trying not to get any piss on my shoes or shorts, I felt sharp bite or sting on my butt and I yelped out loud and shot upward from my hiding spot behind the large boulder as an involuntary reaction to the pain. An insect had taken that opportunity to bite my bare, exposed ass close to the ground. Damn, they're quick.

We arrived to the campsite on Thursday night around 10:45pm after a very long and very windy road. The first thing i wanted to do upon arrival was pee. I went to the vault toilet at the campground and there was a spider that wouldn't budge on the toilet seat. i spent time trying to get it to scurry away; the spider won lol.

the camp host was cold and unfriendly on the first day; he did not respond to any of the times i greeted him. no smile, no wave, no word from him. but i kept smiling and waving at him every single time we crossed paths, out of instinct and habit. on the last day i was minding my own business keeping to myself walking along the road, and he took the initiative to introduce his granddaughter to and converse with me (but not any of the other people around me). i was surprised. in the years immediately out of my 3 years spent being an RA, i felt good about my people skills. my confidence waned over the years since i didnt practice those skills. at some point i started to almost always forget i was an RA since i dont feel like it's in my modern identity and daily behavior anymore. what i mean by that is that i wish i were still like my old RA self, but i am more insecure now, so it doesn't come as naturally to me anymore as it did before to be gregarious and warm. i have never been outgoing or extroverted, but i find that as i've gotten older it's required more effort than it used to. it was probably that grandparents love any excuse they can get to talk about their grandkids rather than my efforts at friendliness that converted him to open up to me lol. regardless, earning the trust and camaraderie of the camp host over time reminded me that it is in my nature to try to make people feel comfortable, and why i fundamentally appreciate connections with other humans even if theyre strangers i'll never meet again. even if people are cold to me, i should continue to treat them nicely.

camping is my routine practice in discipline. there's a lot of labor around the campground when just two people. makes you not take amenities for granted. allows me to lower my standards for day-to-day life. on the drive back to the bay area we used the bathroom at a random gas station. prior to the camping trip when i had had this past year of getting used to amenities of civilization i wouldve refused to use that bathroom in those conditions, wouldve just walked right back out and been like i'll hold it in and take the UTI heh. it was extremely dirty but since it was my first flush toilet in a handful of days i felt like a queen in that gas station bathroom and was grateful for the luxury.

the moments that trigger an emotional response enough to be stored in your memory are usually when you have an unexpected pleasant experience that wasnt in your plans. that special moment on this trip, the moment you think to yourself, "it was ALL WORTH IT for this," was when i stumbled upon fields of diverse species of wildflowers blanketing the slope of the mountain on either side of the hiking trail. like even if nothing else good happens on this trip, it will still have been worth it for this alone. endless butterflies whirred around me and the colorful flowers; the collective buzzing sound of too many bees to count gave a magnetic vibration and pulse in the air. i felt so harmonious with the butterflies and the busy bees hard at work. the scene around me throbbed with vitality and bursted with blooming flowers and flying insects making their presence known. i was fortunate enough to witness nature's version of a bustling street market where all these living creatures gather and interact. and no mosquitoes there booyah it was miraculous

was able to see the milky way in the night sky sitting on camp chair craning neck holding the weight of my head until they hurt but relished the view so much didnt want to avert gaze.

i rafted the american river two times 3 years apart and it was noticeably more dirty/polluted this year. thank goodness for all those remote, glacially-carved lakes on this trip still having crystal clear water. restores my faith and hope a little bit.

this particular campsite was way more buggy than the campsites of my past. everywhere were copious giant ants, spiders, moths, mosquitos, yellow jackets, stick insects, and all kinds of other bizarre and unusually-shaped insects. but when there are numerous bugs everywhere you look and they are sharing their home with you, it is precisely because there are too many of them that you don't care. because if you cared about each one, the brain would become too overloaded, and you don't have that capacity. so you end up just nonchalantly shrugging off all of the insects. the reality of having too many problems and nuisances makes you apathetic to all of them. i realized on this trip that i need to apply this analogy to problem of the neverending list of tasks to do in my life back from vacation. just bundle them all together and not allow that to cloud my joy for living.

[1captainjordan4]

what are your head cannons for why each boatem member is immortal???

WELL IM GLAD YOU ASKEDD!! (<- has been wanting to talk abt it)

So okay alright the boatem guys have known each other for thousands of years at this point (idk for how long) but this is based on like, first ever meeting

Mumbo - vampire

Very original i know but i love it, he's like a recently turned vampire who's still trying to come terms with recent changes and stuff- and therefor isnt really aware of a lot of things

Pearl and Grian - godly twins

I adore sky siblings and the sun/moon theme, so theyre 2 gods who live among mortals to keep things in check, there are also some other gods (in form of the EVO crew) theyre aware of each other

Impulse - cursed dwarf

Impulse was just some guy untill he god mixed up with some crazy lunatic scientist (cough zedaph) got mixed up with some other wordly magic and cursed to live and wander forever- while it wasnt like mumbo he's still fairly new to being immortal

Goodtimeswithscar - fae

Scar is such a wildcard, while he is aware that mortals dont live forever so he should probably be more careful about what he says or does- he just doesnt care, fae are immortal and he makes full on use of this by moving town to town scamming people until getting banned and moving on (till everyone is dead and he does it all over again)

Because theyre all like so caught up in their own things and basicly also forgetting whats normal for humans to do, they excuse a lot of random shit the others do (like mumbo drinking blood and scar asking for some)

[rigginsstreet]

What do you think about a deaf billy AU?

where Neil moved his family to the middle of nowhere Indiana because he knows 80s bumfuck nowhere doesn’t have a lot of support for disabled ppl and hates his son (as we all know)

At first billy tries to hide it, he had gotten used to learning how to read lips and make inferences on what people were saying, if he happened to miss something? He’d just brush it off, saying he wasn’t paying attention.

Billy might have a slight deaf voice, Neil probably came along with his “no son of mine” spiel so Billy had to learn how to speak as Neil thought was “normal”.

Steve begins to notice something different about Billy; slowed reaction time, really focusing on people’s faces, etc, and brings it up to Joyce.

Joyce, concerned, waits until the next time Billy is in her store to ask if everything is okay. Billy panics, he thought he was doing perfect, if he doesn’t his dads gonna kill him, so he very quickly excuses himself out of the store.

Maybe some further concerned Steve and Joyce? Teaming up to help out Billy? 🥹

i am into all of this. i wanna say way back in the early days of the fandom there was a deaf!billy fic i read.... or it was steve. or it was neither of them and im thinking of another fandom entirely lmfao anyway!

this would put their little staredown at tinas in a whole new context...honestly it puts a lot of billy scenes in new context that boy loves to look and watch and observe.

i would also like to bring in cali bros argilly and say that argyle and billy learned to sign together back home bc neil surely wasnt going to put billy in classes and surely not learn himself, maybe billy had teachers at school who helped? but argyle wanted to learn too since they were besties and he was really the only person billy could talk to after that. so when the hargroves move to indiana billys on his own again and since he doesnt want to out himself as being deaf and ask if anyone knows how to sign, he just pretends to be aloof and like he doesnt give a shit about what anyone says to him (which isnt like... untrue lol)

if he and max still have a bad relationship in this au maybe she hasnt bothered to learn how to sign either cuz like... why is she gonna need it to talk to billy? they dont talk period

steve calling billys name when hes not looking trying to get his attention and it never working so a lightbulb goes off in his head and he starts writing notes to see if that works and sure enough...

joyce picking up books from the library and learning very basic signs for the next time billy comes into the store. she's just trying to be polite but it still makes billy panicky that someone knows. ooooh if neil and billy come into the store one day and she overhears neil giving billy shit about not listening to him and how he needs to get his shit together etc etc and she immediately decides this man needs to be put down like she is not having it but she also knows theres not a whole lot she can do right now besides make her presence known and get him to back down.

steve helping billy out in the classes they share together and even in the classes they dont he finds a way to get notes from other people without letting them know its for billy, and billys constantly wondering how steve keeps pulling this off but steve wont reveal his secrets. them developing this silent language on the basketball court that makes them unbeatable... many thoughts many thoughts

idk how joyce and steve end up joining forces in all of this but i know they do!

[pufflocks]

Ok ok lady kuroo oneeeeee..

Kuroo fucking bottom male y/n in the school bathroom by pressing y/n again a wall and just fucking his brains out

Summary: Skipping with your boyfriend sounds fun. Right ? You were being rather bratty during lunch.. Maybe some discipline in those dirty stalls would whip you up straight. ♡

"-Come on, speak up. You were just saying how you'd much rather be doing something else." -T.K ❣

An: Please excuse errors. I most definitely rushed this out my drafts.

Warning: Degrading • Dacryphilia • Minor Gagging • Minor Slapping • proof read

Cast: Bottom!M!Reader x Tetsurou Kuroo

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It was lunch time. Or passing time some others call it as for some people would play on their devices or talk to their friends.

That's exactly what you were doing earlier, you decided to drag out the topic of how you think your boyfriend is just so protective in your conversation.

"Sometimes I wanna fuckin' breath-"

That's what you said, no ?

You were sitting next to and telling this to your boyfriends bestfriend, Kenma. He however just gave a light sigh saying something how could he help. Fingers diddling with his switch frantically. He obviously wasn't much help in situations like this, you know, but your mind was side tracked with your boyfriends glare.

'Hm..'

He was eyeing you down word for word as he silently watched you across your guys' table with your friends.

Watching you move shy hair strands from his bestfriends face and giving Kenma tips on his game. Not tha you had any particular idea in the game.

Why are trying so hard to be buddy buddy with him ? If you didn't even interest Kenma in any sexual form or other.

Tetsurou most definitely wouldn't let this just go by easily.

Lev only looked at his friend beside him then back at you in awe.

Yaku on the other hand had his eyes darted in his lap to his phone. No need to be in this conversation.

'Did he actually say that-?' He thought.

The chopsticks in Kuroos hand slipped from his fingertips as he chuckled under his breath. He didn't think you were this fucking down bad to get some dick.

All you really had to do was just ask. How fucking hard could that task be ? Could have easily fuck after school or at one of your guys' house. Gladly.

No doubt you would be coming back to this table with a dazed expression.

"Meet me in the bathroom, bubs." He whispered to you as he got up from his seat his dark aura following him out of the lunch room doors.

Yaku rose his head from his lap as his eyes darted your way, in disbelief, you were giggling happily as if you weren't about to get folded in half.

You got up from your seat leaving your barely eaten meal and two stunned friends, and one who's eyes were glued to his switch.

'Which one did he go to-' Thought unable to finish as you got pulled into a hard warm chest of someone you could only guess your lover.

You sensed his tense form as you shyly looked up to his face to only be met with dark pools of jealousy known as his eyes.

A shiver transferred to your head all the way down to your toes as a boner slowly began to form in your pants. Even when he was jealous and frustrated he could always be seen getting flat out drunk on his cat like existence alone.

And right now all you wanted from his noir existence was a dead. Good. Fucking.

"There something on my face or something ? Or are you imagining me as my bestfriend instead of me ? Your fucking boyfriend."

His words felt cold with a tinge of heated anger. He couldn't be truthfully angry at you could he ?

The only response he got from you was a shy shake of your head 'no'.

Gotta play like you didn't want your arse pounded like a dog in heat just a second ago.

You thought about your next moves as your pants got tighter by the second and your now playful and mischievous boyfriend glared down at your form.

'Ah–'

Not all the time did you see the man get hot and bothered up front like this, not in school at least.

Close within eachother faces, hot tension in the air. The heat coming off his body specifically was close to a bonfire in the summer, and you were his slightly charred marshmallow being close to the heat.

Melting into something deliciously horny.

" 'M just horny 'n wanna be fucked really hard today-" You whined. Never being the one to exactly whine and beg, but the last time you masturbated was about half a month ago !

It wasn't your fault he was so busy and such with volleyball though. He msdevsyre to have time for you every so often. Outside and inside of school he was the best boyfriend.

"Oh. Didn't notice you were so greedy. Why not ask me after school ?" He bluntly stated. Funny his he asked this and your erection is straining against fabric as you speak.

You tugged on the bottom of his uniform catching him off guard slightly. "If you don't fuck me right now, Tetsuro Kuroo I might just consider getting with Kenma !" You barked.

Tetsurou only smirked like the mischievous damn cat he was.

Leaning closer down to your face, "Alright then. When we get back from the stalls, I dont wanna here a word about the cum leaking out of your abused ass." He whispered for your ears only as he flicked a slightly erect nipple outside of your school flannel shirt.

¤ y.p.o.v ¤

"Yes, yes." I mumbled. My nipples were being stupidly played with.

"Bathroom.." I said. He only nodded, retreating his hands.

Making our way down to the bathroom was audibly quiet. Only our footsteps being heard throughout the silent halls.

My eyes skimmed his posture and tall stature as I noticed his bulge. Soon enough it was going to be forcefully filling me in some dirty stall.

I look up at Tetsu and see his unusual stoic face fall into something familiarly mischievous as he caught on to me.

The sexual appeal and aura was never lost as we made our destination. Thankfully, we made it to the bathrooms without me jumping on him right there and then.

"We're here and let's hurry this up, pretty boy. I dont feel like getting in trouble for fucking you between classes again." He stated. I only scoffed and chuckled lightly.

At this point I dont care if we skipped a few minutes just to fuck. Did it once, I'm sure we wouldn't get caught twice.

Walking in the bathrooms, the first thing I do is pull him down for a kiss. Reminding him that I'm still feeling it.

He chuckled in the kiss. Wrapping his rather long arms around my waist, picking me up as I tossed my legs over his waist. His muscular body holding me up as if I weighed like air.

"Bubs.. About fucking you into these stalls. You know why I'm gonna go rough right," I nodded slowly. Giving him a few small hickies on his neck.

Faking my innocence for a better fuck is always worth while. He took that as a thumbs up as he once again let out that noir chuckle of his.

"That's good to know babes~"

Further movements were heated skin to skin touches and kitten licks and bites of each other. Some movements pornos could never mimic.

His calloused fingers gripping my throat, forcing eye contact as he smirked on how wrecked I already looked. I would say it was embarrassing if my mind wasn't attracted to his knee gliding across my tight pant front.

"Looks like you need to get that attitude fucked out of you from earlier, hm ?"

My mind barely focusing on his wolfish voice as he licked a long strong underside of my jaw, making me visibly shake and quiver slightly. The contact we shared in this cramped stall has me gasping for air the more I think of someone barging in. Any second I could literally bust thinking of how he would fuck me harder, the two pairs of feet on ther other side of the stall merely nonexistent to us.

"Tetsu please- I want it really bad~ I was bad wasnt I ?" I was becoming desperate as I slithered my hand down to his own very visible, erection.

He groaned lightly before chuckling and kissing me once more. I know he knows that my actions with his bestfriend weren't intentionally to hurt him, but what if I had fucked his bestfriend-

My thought was intruded as he flipped me over the stall door and shucking my pants off my body. Doing the exact same to his own as he harshly pushed into me.

I choke out a long groan of surprise as he held me against his clothed chest. "Ah-! Wait Tetsu!~" I was hushed by long fingers. Poking and prodding on my tongue to my throat.

He whispered in my ear, "Shh, now what if we get caught and I get in trouble for fucking you ?~", nibbling on my earlobe tantalizingly slow.

Hot breath we shared as his dick ushered in and out of my puckered hole. Minding you that we had no lube so the burn of him dragging himself in and out of me was a blinding pain.

My hands made attempt of pushing him away. Drool just at the corner of my mouth, fingers still at work.

He got the idea, pulled out to the tip, and lazily drooled on his shaft. His shape successfully returning to it's desired place.

"Can't have you hurting too bad. Even though this is a well deserved punishment~" He smirked at his own comment.

Right. I got myself in this situation and every second of it I loved. So close to the spot aswell-

"NGH–! Hah~ Shit Tetsu~ Right- Right thereee~!!" I shut my eyes closed tightly. My dick dripped precum as every few thrusts directed to my prostate.

"I found your spot, hm ?~ My baby finna cum soon ?~ Want me to jack you off or should I not, keep in mind your not off the hook, love.~" He mocked as his hands gripped my left leg, sandwiching between the stall door and my lover.

His other hand on my dick refusing of ejaculation. The new angle and pressure on my cock making my head fall back.

God I felt like I was going dumb and on his dick !

"PLEASE— I NEE- AH!~ I NEEF TO CUHM!~" I babbled. I doubt he heard me clearly though

Tetsu spat in his hand as his hand rapidly started to glide across my shaft. The slick palm feeling heavenly on my member. It was all so overwhelming !

Drool finally making it's way down my chin and hicked up throat.

"Bubs- Fuck-! Babe I'm finna cum in this sweet ass. Better keep in too~ Let Kenma and everyone else know you have a boyfriend~" He grunted near my ear as I frantically nodded my cockhead probably a pretty red now, completely swollen and wet.

"Cu- Cuhminggg!!~" I slurred as a particular harsh thrust shoved me off the edge and the knot in my stomach grew and snapped.

I felt a gush of his semen flow in my abused hole as he grunted and stilled ministrations. His cock head snug on my sore prostate.

"I- I hope you remember my words from earlier bubs. Wasn' playing." He scoffed as he checked out my blotchy neck and slobber slicked face.

The sight, I'm sure was obscene as he spread my cheeks. Cock head only inserted by the tip in hopes none of his hit substance fell on the bathroom tiles.

"Fuck Y/n.. Do this shit again I might just have to fuck you in front of Kenma~" He said tauntingly, slapping my ass aggressively as I eeked I surprise.

"I'm gonna leave first and you get cleaned up alright ? Don't want people to notice that we fucked like rabbits in the stalls." He said helping me with my clothes back on my body. I was too braindead to do about anything.

" Kiss.." My words coming out slurred. He looked up at me as he was helping me put my slacks on now. Leaning in giving me a long kiss.

My body leaned into his as I dragged my arms around his neck. Humming in satisfaction as I parted the sensually deep contact.

"You're so cute after sex !" He exclaimed as I ruffled his hair giggling now off my high.

He cleaned up after a few more shared pecks and left first as I sat on the toilet for about 6 minutes.

I checked my phone fir the time and I saw that it was nearing the end of the lunch hour.

'Fuck !'

I splashed some water on my face quickly before ushering to my next period. Being early wasn't so bad I suppose.

[asscrackcreed]

part 2 after the author replied i wasnt sure if i should carry on but with their unapologetic attitude ofc i went through with it

STOP WITH THE KADAR AND MASTURBATING THING ITS FUCKING GROSS WHY DOES HIS BROTHER A N D MOTHER KNOW !!!!!!!’ ENOUGH

omg kadar is 16 and maliks 19 shut the fuck up EWWWWW

ok let me explain it properly this author fetishised kadars teenage hormones why do we keep coming back to kadar wanting to have sex esp if hes a minor its disgusting theyve made a point that u can explore gross things in fiction because yk its fiction and not irl and tbh idgaf because youre telling me you enjoy reading about a minors sexual life? youre telling me you enjoy reading about a brother telling his MINOR brother about HIS sex life? defend incest if u want im not here to change ur mind about incest but if u think that u can just write about minors sexually u are fucking disgusting

a lot of talk about god but none of it relates to the story or being gay so idk not interested

DES AND EZIO KISSED. WITH TONGUE. AND EZIO INSTIGATED IT?

chapter 27^ i cant do it anymore its 3am as im typing i’ll finish the rest when i wake up

kadars only personality trait is being horny tf

adha is very religiously strict and thinks altaïr is a godless pig uhm. ok… making adha rude is very uncalled for you couldve chose to use a random woman like…. a stranger but no it had to be canon altaïrs dead ex… and altaïr says ‘i dont know much about islam’ i dont understand why some fanfic authors insist on making altaïr completely atheist, i feel like altaïr wouldn’t be religious tbfh but hed still have islamic norms and values. when we can write characters in a way the original source material doesnt why cant we include cultural and religious aspects? why do ppl try so hard to remove the fundamental aspects of islamic culture. altaïr not knowing islam just drags the story more because if he did then hed understand adha and like idk hed connect with malik more and adhas anger would be justified but here she is being an ass and assuming the worst because…? she could’ve just called him an asshole idk why she dragged religion into this its reminding me of strict religious ppl who hate the new generation so far there hasn’t really been much about the good things of islam

adhas apologising now for assuming the worst. she paints smth for him? doesnt really make sense but alright

if altaïr can honor his mum with a tattoo (which is haram but anyways) he could surely honor his dad by celebrating eid or smth or just praying some time idk the paragraph im reading is about how his grandmas not religious and his dad was a practising muslim but never taught altaïr which ok he died when altaïr was 5 fine but idk the authors very intent on making sure altaïr isnt muslim but personally if he was muslim it’d be interesting because then hed struggle with his faith and himself i mean malik doesnt seem to struggle at all so idk ig everyones different

excuse me? so we can add black fetishisation to the list as well cuz wtf was that? it doesnt even add to the story its so random and unnecessary?

uhm altaïr and adha fell in love not a lot of depth to their relationship considering this mustve been over the course of days maybe even a few weeks idk just not a lot of time as it is to uh fall in love but shes engaged so theyve left it at that still not a bad plot point ig but it doesnt affect malik as of yet which undermines this plot point but lets see what happens

leo and sofias interactions are cute i like this leo malik and sofia friendship going on

im not gonna comment on any more incest its obvious this author just has a thing for it and theres so many fics that have incest and if i was to really fight that id do it for the other fics too also i wont comment on their writing as a whole anymore the main issue here is the cultural erasure and fetishisation

these do not affect the plot in any way shape or form, yes its an old 2014 fanfic but the author seems to not give a fuck that theyve written gross things. as well as poorly write islamic characters, it feels like a ‘youre either religious or your not’ and writing things like this is harmful! youre telling readers that muslims are either very harsh (like adha was) or very sweet (like maliks mum for being okay that maliks gay) but what about the catholic side of the family? theres no indication that they’re homophobia stems from religion. also ppl think its okay to just make altaïr unaware of his own heritage and faith? yes hes not muslim per say but hes syrian? his father died young but you can choose to write about the family wanting to help altaïr keep his customs alive. its white. its so white. it makes me more upset that the author will only focus on us disliking incest rather than accept that they’re wrong for cultural erasure. youve told hs that he’s syrian and white but just added that he misses his dad. and u cant defend sexualising kadar at all i wont hear anything about that because what u enjoy in fiction is also a reflection of what you enjoy irl. if you think incest is cool you will have a natural interest of it irl theres a reflection of your interests in your writing. if for example i wrote angst you would naturally expect that i like it or have a connection to it in some way, that i enjoy somehow. but i dont really like angst i could write for it but thats from my experience and thought process. someone who writes smut doesnt mean that they’re sexually active but theyve thought about it, they might’ve done some research to it. do u see what im tryna say? you are actively advancing on your interests when you right about them in fiction, you have a connection to it. if you hated smut someone would assume you hated it irl. the logic applies here too, if you dont like incest irl and it grosses you would simply not read incest in fiction because it grosses you out. if you dont like cultural erasure and sexualising minors irl then why tf would u add it to ur fic? why would u think that the boundary fiction would allow that to be okay? and the thing is micro-aggressions back in 2014 were bad and i know that but the author having had feedback and not even acknowledging it in this day and age is disgusting. ppl say they like sass verse, i have to say the plot of it is interesting but there were so many unnecessary aspects that did not contribute or feel nice to read at all. even if someone uses the excuse that they didnt know smth about islam, i as brown muslim you can not dismiss my feelings towards the way they wrote any muslim characters.