#he needed her leash sooo bad :/

[stewy]

2.18: The Last Dance

[hi-i-love-u-bitch]

I think the funniest Hazbin Hotel crack theory headcannon is that Husk has the MOST absolute rizz out of everyone. Like he was highkey a fuck boi when he was alive and has been married and divorced at least 3 times and would have probably been more if marrying men were legal back in the day. You need a lot of suaveness and charm to get away with swindling people for a living and NOT die by pissing off the wrong person. Now that he's dead, old, and at rock fucking bottom he doesn't really care about it anymore but he still has that gentlemanly smoothness about him without even trying. Especially now that he just doesn't give a fuck about anything anymore he's extremely blunt and forward about what he thinks about people. Like he's not even trying to charm them, its just his honest opinion.

Husk: You're far to kind for this world, princess. But perhaps that also makes you stronger than the rest of us too; Finding reason to be kind to people without anything in return. I hope you never lose that softness in your heart.

Charlie, on the verge of tears: T-thanks you 💕

Husk: Look all I'm saying is that if Heaven wants to lose their best warrior because she's an ACTUAL angel with good morals unlike the monsters they have amongst their ranks, then its no skin off our backs. Bastards don't deserve you anyways Vaggie.

Vaggie, blushing as she fiddles with the hem of her skirt: Uh, yeah...thanks...😳

Husk: I mean, I wasn't all that surprised that you didn't "look" the part of the Devil. Partly because Charlie looks the way she looks and she's cute as a button. But also the books back on Earth said you were God's most perfect angel and I mean, like, *shrugs* they weren't wrong.

Lucifer, giggling like an awkward school girl: Ahaha, you're sooo funny 🫠💕

Husk: Look, you're a decent guy: you're smart, funny in that goofy charming sort of way, and pretty decent in the looks department by sinner standards. Plus if the rumors are true after that night in the club, you're not bad in the sack either. 😉

Sir Pentious, fan himself like a victorian lady: Oh my 😳

Husk, pissed: I swear if i wasn't on your damn leash I'd rip out your throat with my bare fucking teeth so you can finally shut the fuck up.

Alastor, desperately pretending that unhinged comment didn't make him internally swoon: My, my Husker, if you wanted a raise, all you had to do was ask~ 😃

Husk: You look good like this.

Angel, flirty: Like what? I look good every day Suga~

Husk, soft and genuine: Happy....when you're happy, when you're enjoying yourself, you have this glow about you.

Angel, breathless: Glow?

Husk, anxiously rubbing the back of his neck: Ha, kinda cheesy, but that's the best way I can describe it.

Angel: 😳🥺💕

[restinslices]

This one's majorly because I want your funny take on it bc my mind can't decide LMAO. Could I request LKBS when their daughter or kid is being flirted with/asked out. I majorly think Bi-Han would tweak tf out but pretend he isn't buuut- I'm here for your take on it!

My bad for the wait anon. I've been sick for over a week and I was tryna wait for it to pass but it's still here sooo imma stop waiting and thug it out. My body hates me. I'm typing this on my phone and tumblr is so glitchy on here. Imma start biting my walls-

Bi-Han is for sure tweaking on the inside

It's not even just the fact that his daughter is being flirted with. It's the fact that this is happening IN FRONT of him

That gif is what he wants to do

Now do I think Bi-Han is like "oh my little girl can NEVER date?

No.

Do I think that he thinks dating shouldn't be their priority?

Yes.

She should focus on other things he deems important before getting distracted and dating

Bi-Han would just be standing there like the Hash Slinging Slasher while this rando is flirting with his daughter

If she starts flirting back, which she probably would, I could legit see him walking over and making his presence known

The poor teenagers-

"Bàba this is Dylan" "Hi Mr-"

Bi-Han grabs his daughter by the top of the head and starts walking away

It doesn't hurt. He just has a very firm hold and is like "we're going this way"

The absolute audacity to flirt in front of him? What happened to respect? Decorum?

Back in his day, he would NEVER do such a thing in front of his father. And he let that bitch die.

"Hey! Why did you do that?" "That boy is no good for you" "You don't even know him!" "Look at his arms. They're skinny. He can't protect you. He'd be dead weight"

Wow. I always love our talks Bi-Han :D

I don't think Kuai Liang would start tweaking, but I think he shares the same views as Bi-Han

There's just certain things he thinks is inappropriate to do in front of parents

And by "in front of parents" these two mean "in the same area". Doesn't matter if they're on the other side of the room

"Harumi, who is that boy?" "That's Dylan! Him and (name) are rather close" "Oh so she told you about Dylan but not me?

I don't think he necessarily wants to pull her away, but he would wanna make his presence known

Y'all know how some dads are with their daughters. She's his Princess and the thought of her growing up tugs at their heart

He wants to go over and stop the whole scene but Harumi tells him no

So instead he pretends he's not staring but definitely is

This mf has the most intense gaze as he's watching them. Harumi got a tight grip on him. She needs a damn leash

At some point his daughter and Dylan (idk why this name is sticking-) look over

He's just standing there... menacingly!

"Um, Dylan, I gotta go. I don't think my dad is happy"

Meanwhile "See what you did?" "I'm just standing here"

Exactly. You're just standing there and being a creeper

If this mf dies in Khaos Reigns, y'all are never seeing me again

Moving on-

I'm not exactly sure how Tomas would react

On one hand, he's grown up with Kuai Liang and Bi-Han, so he probably shares some of the same ideas and mentality

On the other hand, I just don't see him having a strong reaction

He prefers if this wasn't happening in front of him, but he kinda knows that teens don't be thinking fr

One thing's for certain though, he better not see SHIT become physical over there

No shoulder touching, no hand touching, no kissing, no hugging for too long-

It's just a bit too much

Tries to act like he's doing other shit but his eyes keep darting

Like bitch you're never pretending to be counting leaves. Didn't think this through, did you?

I can imagine his daughter looking over and being like "Hey papa! What are you doing?

"Nothing. Me? Haha... just hanging around"

"Would you like to meet Dylan?" "Well if you insist"

Actually talks to Dylan

Yay!

[trashogram]

oh trashogram, thank you for blessing us with the monsterfucking w/ lucifer post

Do you think you could do Ritual or face sitting (extra points for both) i wanna summon the big boss just to use his horns like handlebars sooo bad

Kinktober Day Twenty-One — Facesitting

Warnings: F!Reader, Oral Sex (F receiving), Nonconsensual Substance Abuse

You were so doped up on what they’d given you that when you were led to the center of town, bare naked and leashed like a mongrel, you followed dutifully.

There was a small gathering of cloaked cult members gathered around. They all watched as you were manipulated into the position they wanted, laid down on the cold cobblestone where a pentagram had been painted. You stared up at the cloudy gray sky as voices rose and harmonized all around you.

It was all very standard of what you’d expect had someone asked you to imagine a devil-worshipping cult.

You’d been brought here against your will, forced to imbibe something pink and sour until you choked, and were stripped of your clothes and dignity without a hint of compassion or reluctance from those around you. Not even from Steph, the girl you’d thought was your friend in all this.

And yet, the thing that pissed you off the most was how fucking horny you were.

It was like your brain had been overtaken by some sex-crazed parasite. Your pussy was buzzing as if a hornets nest had made its home there, tingling until you were numb but still able to feel sticky slick between your thighs. It was probably pooling onto the walkway below, attracting ants.

Please Satan, let whatever these freaks were summoning kill you before you had to deal with ants.

A faint glow appeared in the corner of your eye, but turning your head left you sluggish. The pentagram was emanating pinkish-white light, and you could feel stripes of warmth sear into your bare back. It was something — but not a warm body or a hard cock to fill you up like you very, very, very much needed.

“Oh for fuck’s sake.” The exclamation interrupted your train of thought, as well as the chanting of the cult. “I told you people to stop calling me!”

Whispers grew in the spaces between your breaths, some barely low enough to qualify as such as a ripple of excitement ran through the group. You could hear someone rushing over the stone path, stopping at your side and leaning into your space. It took a little while for you to actually focus on who it was however, until the touch of their gloved hand on your cheek drew a moan from you.

“My Lord.” A cult member said. “You grace us with your presence and your divinity! We have an offering for you.”

“What did you do to this poor girl?” That voice was so much clearer now, melodious and male. “Where are her clothes? It’s 30 fucking degrees out here!”

Blindly you reached for it, in the mirage of white and silver-gold hovering at your side. The gloved hand took yours, holding you with an urgency that made you writhe on the ground and bruise your spine.

“She is for you.”

“A sacrifice in your honor.”

“Her mind and body have been corrected. She’ll fulfill whatever whims you may have for her.”

“Does she not please you?”

“Please grace us once more!”

The cacophony from the crowd grated on your nerves as just another thing that was not solving your current predicament. You blinked multiple times until the shapes around you were no longer blended together.

Blond and white refined into a more cohesive shape. A man was kneeling beside you, concern plain as day on his peculiarly nose-less face.

There were other details that were amiss — including his skin that looked so white you wondered if he ever left the house when it was moderately sunny — but you put them aside.

“Hello.” You greeted him.

The man’s turned owlish as he registered the fact that you were talking coherently, even if your words sounded slurred to your own ears.

“Hey,” His tone was gentle and reassuring, and you felt his thumb caressing your hands somewhere out of sight.

Deceptively sweet or not, you felt that telltale swoop of heat in your lower belly at the comfort.

“You’re probably not in the business of granting favors to your food.” Your tongue wagged loose. “But would it be possible for you to eat me quickly?”

He blanched, suddenly stiff in your grip as horror twisted his weird but still beautiful face. “Is that what they told you was going to happen?”

“Well no. No one told me anything.” You replied. “I just kinda got dragged into this. My friend Stephanie actually set this up behind my back. I had no idea she was in a cult.”

The look of horror didn’t dissipate, and you blamed your lizard brain for wanting to kiss his despair away.

“I, oh fuck okay — ” His shoulders set as he tried to regain his composure. “I’m not going to eat you. I’m gonna get you out of here.”

“And then?” You gripped his striped vest when he moved to, presumably, get you out of there. “Sorry for touching you, but I’d appreciate a play-by-play because I’m — in, uh — ”

The demon’s breath hitched. “You’re in pain?!”

You squinted in thought, briefly. What did you have to lose by admitting the truth?

“I… feel like there’s a slip ‘n slide between my legs.” You blurted for want of anything remotely tactful.

The man stayed unmoving for a beat, then two… you watched his icy white skin change into something sunnier, as if the blood rushing up to his face was liquid sunshine.

Had circumstances been different, you might’ve teased him for how cute that was.

Wow.

You could actually feel the forked end of his tongue brush against your insides.

“Nngh.” You rocked back and forth as unintelligible nonsense dripped down from your mouth.

Your demon whimpered his approval between your folds, slurping you up as you gushed with the added vibration. He was a master at this, but caressed your waist and hips reverently as if you were the one getting him off.

Leaning forward, you wrapped your quivering hands around the thick horns that had protruded from Lucifer’s skull and used them for leverage; rocking faster, grinding down harder. His approval shown in the way he pushed you down onto his eager mouth, and the cracking of his voice, muffled by your swollen sex.

In a daze, you glanced up. Through the fringe of your hair, you could make out a small sea of frightened faces, Stephanie’s front and center as your climax fast approached.

You bit your lower lip until it bled before grinning at her. Ecstasy surged through you, crackling up and along your bones as if you were made of galvanized iron struck by lightning, as Lucifer mouthed at your clit, rubbing the blunt surface of his fangs on the abused little bundle of nerves.

[comfortless]

"held back by a leash that no one’s ever thought to untie, constantly growling and leaping at anything that gets too close just to simmer down to whimpering and begging the second he’s pet just once" ??? 😩 This is so real and relatable (I'm crying in the corner of my room). Lord have mercy, I need to kiss every ridge and groove on your brain.

The way I giggled when you mentioned his fleshlight is crazy. I was actually thinking of saying something similar but then I decided against cause the message would've been too long. I was trying to decide if he would be the type of man to get one of those insanely realistic sex dolls. Maybe he felt particularly desperate to have something in his bed (something that can't just get their clothes and leave before he wakes up) or he would just be curious. If he actually got it, by being impulsive, now he has this thing in his house and kind of regrets it. Yeah, it's soft and doesn't look bad, but it definitely doesn't look like a real woman either. It gives him the uncanny valley effect and puts it out of sight for now. How would he even get rid of something like that? Is it recyclable?

I've got brainrot when it comes to this man, I know. I might start reading Letters to Milena by Kafka so I can yearn more accurately for a man that doesn't even exist. This time I have no nice poems to quote but I feel like Konig is very much Sleep token coded. Idk what type of music you like but their lyrics are yummy.

P. S. Your fics are like vitamin D + Omega 3 getting me through this shitty British weather with my sanity more or less intact. Lots of consensual kisses!

oh my gosh and you are more brazen than me because i thought the same, just… kept that to myself!

if he has the money why would he settle on some little silicone tube when he could at least have something to cuddle up with, too? it isn’t like he has visitors often (or at all), though there are some nights when he definitely feels pathetic and disgusting for having it: haphazardly shoves the doll in the closet and settles for his hand instead…

also much to ponder in regards to his impulse control…! for the most part, he probably considers himself to be pretty rational; reasons with every decision by thinking well, x happened so then comes y. his dating life is shallow at best and utterly devoid of anything at worst, it’s… reasonable that he would have some sort of outlet, even if he knows that buying the damned thing has basically sentenced him to never having any sort of stable relationship. if some sweet woman actually gave him more than just the time of day, if she actually wanted to be with him but… she sees that mimicry of a woman’s warmth lying in his bed? she’s either laughing at him or immediately making up some excuse to leave. and if that happens, then of course he’s got to find a way to get rid of it. he’s tossing it in a hole in his backyard or burning it. sorry environment. this is König’s world now and the sex doll can no longer be in it..!

he would never pull something comparatively ridiculous in his career, maybe a few mistakes here and there but he plays a character when he’s König. and König is all menace or indifference, never the pitiful thing that gets so wound up over his own purchase he’s got to destroy it at all costs. though in the time that he did have it… the soldiers around him are certainly aware that he had some ‘girlfriend’ he spoke rather highly of at home that always had her legs open for him. he never seemed in higher spirits, though…

Letters to Milena is sooo quotable for him. i will give you this one: “Auch ist es vielleicht nicht eigentlich Liebe wenn ich sage, daß Du mir das Liebste bist; Liebe ist, dass Du mir das Messer bist, mit dem ich in mir wühle.”

i have an entire ridiculous playlist that is just… all over the place with songs that remind me of him, perhaps i will give Sleep Token a chance and throw a few onto it! ^^ i am always looking out for König-coded songs… Never Land by Sisters of Mercy is possibly my favorite to suggest when it comes to him. <3 the full length is my go to but - a fragment encapsulates it almost as well!

burying you in a world of hugs right now, anon! pleeease send your weather my way! it is HOT here! your messages are vitamin C and a lovely cup of earl grey to me! <3 i am glad that you appeared!

[teddybeartoji]

okay so . . i just saw the snowleopard!satoru post then it led me to a spiral of looking at all the others and i have came to a conclusion . we need to save the pathetic clingy whiny subby men . now i dont wanna be tmi or weirdo ( literally my first ever time doing an ask bc i was scared of embarrassing myself or upsetting you , read the rules like 15 times . ) butt … like imo the dominant no emotions men that are like “ your belong to me “ . . GET OUTT MY FACE . an angel die’s and a fairy loses her magic each time a beautiful subby pathetic men is turned into one of those by society .

like when there PATHETIC , WHINY , NEEDY , PUPPYLIKE , CLINGY , SUBBY MEN ? bring them here . 😈 and then when it comes to satoru he would be such a subby boy oh my GODDDDDD . like after having to be the strongest all day nd ‘ do all the thinking , make all the decisions and that , he just wants to be the baby . like no he wouldnt be pounding into straight growling your mine bby kitten , NO . he’d be pistoning into you and whining “ am i doing good ? am i , am ? “ . or you’d just sit there straddling and jerking him off and he’s just whining and whimpering and moaning and crying , drool down his chin . when you edge or overstimulate him ? head empty drool on chin fucked out :3 imo he’d also be rlly into bondage by that i mean collar and leash , or dainty little ribbons . and he rlly adores you bc he trusts you to do this for him , had to add that !! in the end he just wants to be babied and held and fucked out his gushy mind :(((

HIII DARLING HIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh you've come to the right placeee!!!!! i am not a big fan of the "you belong to me" type of guys either they just aren't really my thing i am also into needy needy boys:33333333

YOU'RE SOOO SO RIGHT ABT SATORU!!!!!!!!!! HE'S SOO SO WHINY OMFG AND HE WANTS YOUR PRAISE SOOOOOO FUCKING BAD i do think that he's a big crier too he's just soo so sensitive everywhere:(((((((( loves it when you edge him and i do think he likes it when you tease him a lot too. but not like a full degradation way but just more like a sickly sweet mocking type yk? like "ohh, you're gonna cum already, baby?" "you're so hard already, what a needy boy, hm?"

I AGREE ON THE COLLARS AND LEASHES TOO BTWWW!!!!!!!!! and just bondage overall he loooves being tied up he loves being at your mercy:333333333 he wants you to have all the power he just wants to feel good and cmon who could ever deny him hm? he really likes it when he's fucking you and you're tugging on the leash to pull him down into a kiss😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[prettyboykatsuki]

afflictions | u. ochako

♡ tags ; gn!reader, fluff, office relations, mentions of drinking, best friend bakugou (to ochako), from halloween that i just finished lol

♡ wc ; 1.3k

♡ a/n ; this is selfship content ngl. but its okay. ochako i want u sooo bad

♡ synopsis ; ochako has been avoiding her office crush post a halloween fiasco and it's starting to weigh on her conscience.

"You're way over thinking this, Uravity."

Bakugou casts Ochako a glance as she sighs over her cup of tea. He might be right, but for the minute it doesn't mean anything. She frowns, burying her face in her hands.

For the first time since highschool, Ochako Uraraka is head-over-heels pining. There's good news and bad news.

The good news is that the person she likes has a decently high chance of liking her back if the universe isn't just playing her like a fiddle. The bad news is that they work together, not even as Hero's. Ochako's in love with someone from the research department in the agency, a co-worker.

She can feel Bakugou's eyes boring lasers into her head but she can't help it. This whole situation has blown out of proportion and what was once a thirsty passing office crush is a full-blown romantic entanglement and Ochako is entirely too interested in seeing it through. That's why she can't keep her eyes off you, leaned on the side of a cubical, laughing at some joke that Kirishima is relaying to you.

She leans her palm against her cheek before dropping her head against the table.

"Bakugouuu," She whines, wanting to bury herself away "What do I do?"

"Stop being a little bitch and talk to them." He offers, without remorse. Ochako shoots him a glare.

"It's not that easy."

"Oh my god, Cheeks—yes, it fucking is. Are you an idiot? They make fucking heart eyes at you every time you talk to them. It's disgusting."

Ochako giggles.

"Wait, really?"

"Like I said, disgusting. Why the fuck would I lie to you? I'm not Denki, I don't give a fuck. I'm just not blind."

Ochako sighs. That's true.

It wasn't always this.. complicated. Maybe that's the word. At first, Ochako was just interested in your appearance. You looked more put-together than the rest of the people in your team and you had a sort of easy-goingness that she was naturally drawn to. She likes looking at you, soft features but sharp and bright eyes.

The first time you two spoke was out of necessity. You were gathering information on the effects of exposure to violence over time within a bunch of heroes and needed permission from a bunch of different people. You chose Ochako because of her unique position as a rescue hero.

And at first, your little meetings were all work related. Surveys and scans and whatever important stuff the job entailed. Ochako's fluttery feelings started surfacing half-way through then, when your jokes became more relaxed. Your demeanor changed. You were starting to be comfortable with her and she liked that.

She's always thought this but she's a little drawn to people who were a little mild. The attractive, smooth way you spoke stopped being a passing thought. Gentle, intelligent, not too familiar but open-minded.

The final nail in the coffin was at Sero's Halloween party where you'd shown up in a lazy werewolf costume with shitty clip-in ears and a leash around your neck - fake fangs getting in the way of your cup. Ochako went as red-riding hood, a coincidence. Maybe it was the alcohol or the comfortable environment.

She doesn't know. She does know that with a few shots in her, she was dragging you around by the collar of your shirt calling you her big bad wolf and you followed her every whim. Let her sit in your lap and even took her home when she got drunk - with a text the next morning reading "hope you slept well, red."

Ever since then, Ochako's been.. kind of avoiding you. She doesn't want to. She's just... too embarrassed to look you in the face. Given her drunkeness, she doesn't remember everything. How you reacted to her, mostly. What if you weren't into her?

It's assuring to hear Bakugou so confident about it but it doesn't ease her nerves all the way.

"You know that new intern that came in last week?"

Ochako hums absent-mindedly.

"She confessed to your little lovebird yesterday." Bakugou says with a sigh. Ochako nods at first before freezing, hand slamming on the counter.

"Wait are you serious?"

"Don't miss your chance, Cheeks." Bakugou says with a sigh.

She takes a minute to gear herself up before stepping out of the kitchen into the office. She catches your eye first, waving and you immediately seem surprised before relaxing into a smile.

Kirishima whispers something to you, seemingly, before you punch his arm and wave him goodbye. Once he leaves, Ochako walks over to you - stopping just in front of you. You give her a grin.

"Thought you ran away from me, Red."

Ocahko feels her stomach flutter with familiar nerves. She resents how good you are at making her flustered.

"I didn't run anywhere." She counters. You chuckle, leaning your head against the wall.

"Good to know. Thought for sure you were leaving me out to dry."

"I wasn't though," She whines, a little taken by your smile "I was just... y'know."

"Do I know?"

"Ugh, seriously. I was just embarrassed, okay? I wasn't gonna avoid you forever." She mumbles, arms crossed over her chest.

Your expression softens a little just for her, and if Ochako didn't see it with her own two eyes - she wouldn't be able to believe it. You smile a little more.

"Yeah? I'm relieved. Thought maybe I should've been a little more strict with you. Assumed I made you uncomfortable."

"Oh, god - not at all, I just couldn't... remember every single thing. I thought maybe you were mad."

"As if I'd ever be mad at you? C'mon now." And you're there again, charming the wits of off her "I had a good time. It was fun being bossed around by you. Maybe I should've applied for sidekick after all."

She covers her face in embarassment.

"You're the worst."

"Big bad wolves usually are."

"Oh my god, shut up. You're so awful!"

You put your hands up in self-defense and she's in a fit of giggles. Heart fluttering so hard she feels like a teenage girl again. She musters up some more courage and looks at you.

"I'm glad I didn't ruin your night."

"I'm glad I didn't ruin yours," You reply back, leaning in a little "Missed seein' your pretty smile."

"Jeez. No wonder all of interns are falling for you."

"Now where'd you hear that from?"

She scoffs a little, playful but sarcastic.

"I've got eyes everywhere, obviously. Do you talk to everyone like that or something? Those poor, naive girls. They don't even know what they're signing up for."

You huff some air through your nose, eyes lowered.

"And what would that be?"

"A wolf in sheeps clothing."

You laugh at her little joke.

"Have some faith me in, will you? I already turned her down."

"Really?"

She makes an attempt at masking her excitement but it's not with much effort. You nod, hands in your pockets.

"Yeah. Told her there was someone else I was interested in."

Ochako feels her heart pound.

"There is?"

"Sure is. Except, she's techincally my boss so I don't really know how I should go about telling her. Tough luck."

Holy shit. You mean her. You give her a coy smile, reaching a hand out to pat her head before you leave.

"I'll see you at lunch, Red."

"Y-yeah. See you,"

You crack one more smile before turning the other way, giving her a final wave before mozying off in the other direction. When she's sure your out of earshot, her knees nearly give in from what was basically a confession.

She turns her head back to the breakroom before running towards, stumbling back in to Bakugou over a cup of coffee. He gives her a bored stare.

"Holy SHIT,"

"Told you so,"

[decaydanceredacted]

ARGFGHHH FUCK SORRY IM HERE. gloom division im actually going fucking crazy. i acctually am so turned on right now Dallon you cannot just make those noises at me. Dallon!!!! God sorry need him to dom him. subtop dallon youre actually everything to me. making her stay COMPLETELY still while you ride him and hearing him whine and moan and beg to pleasee be allowed to fuck you properlY PLEASEEEE se can make you feel so good please she knows it please. tugging on his leash (hes in a collar for obvious fucking reasons have you seen that beautiful neck.) and telling him to be quiet or he wont get anything at all. UGHHH continuing your very slow pace cuz you can take what you need . she IS your toy after all. eventually, you cum around his dick, and the feeling of you clenching gets her overwhelmed and he cant stop his hips from fucking up into you :( and maybe you give in a bit. she has been sooo good for you all week maybe he should be allowed. so you tell him that it's okay, you arent mad, she's allowed to take what he wants. as a reward. almost IMMEDIATELY he flips you over and starts fucking you at a truly punishing pace, breathing heavily in your ear, thanking you over and over and over and over. petting her hair as she takes what he needs, praising him for being such a good pet so you can hear his whine and feel him speed up. maybe you cum again before hes finished. he WAS right, he does know how to make it good for you, and even when she is blind with chasing her own pleasure he cant really stop himself from making sure you like it because he is just sooo good. when he finally cums he doesnt really have the presence of mind left to pull out but thats okay you dont really mind. she'll eat you out to help clean it up in due time. dallon weekes i need you so bad any way i can get you dallon i will do anything please dallon

- sweat anon

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[starlooove]

Fanfics that have obvious audience stand ins for the characters are sooo funny

Jason walks into the manor and it’s like: “Dickface! I know you have a myriad of sex related issues you don’t want to talk about that I’ll make sure to squeeze out of you and unpack later, but that doesn’t mean you can just tell babybird to go to Arkham for being so smart and right all the time! And you need to put that feral animalistic killer on a leash and tell him that being an abused 10 year old is no reason to reflect the behaviors he’s learned and there’s nothing racist about that at all! I would say something about Cass but she’s literally perfect and there’s nothing wrong with me taking that at face value and refusing to explore her beyond that and Duke is at school or Dayshift or wherever the fuck else he’s supposed to be that nobody actually cares about, and there’s nothing racist about this either! Also none of these behaviors reflect anything about Bruce as a person at all except for that he’s bad at communicating and doesn’t like expwessing his feewings 🥺🥺🥺🥺. Now I’m gonna go make a quiche with Alfred who also has nothing to do with anything because even though he’s all seeing he also doesn’t know shit ever!”

“No Jason, Wait!” tim cries, “don’t forget that you’re also a part of this family and Bruce wants you here despite literally everything! I forgive you for everything you’ve ever done no matter how bad it was and now we can be the bestest of friends because…well…because you’re MY robin! And I ONLY became Robin to stop that grown man from killing himself and it has nothing to do with my personal wants, because I’m just an employee 🥺🥺🥺 Please just disregard literally everything that’s happened until this point and come home! Nothing will change on our front but if you stop killing people you can be a bat once again, and hey….if you’re feeling up to it we can have an emotionally charged moment where you get over the pit madness somehow only you got and save me from something that targeted me because of how smart and cool I am. Deal?”

Jason pauses. “Deal.”

“Well….that just happened,” Steph awkwardly exclaims, standing in the doorway in her signature purple sweater holding a plate of hot waffles. “Agreed…” shows up on the screen of the bat computer…the all knowing oracle strikes again….

[meyhew]

finished hellbent and i have so many thoughts (the main one being that darlingstern definitely should've fucked) but also, how tf are we supposed to wait until the next book? oh, and fandom needs to grow, i need good fic to tide me over

THEY SHOULD’VE FUCKED ‼️ like what do you meannnnn he spends almost the entirety of the novel fully naked with a glowstick hard on and desires alex carnally he is SO horny for her he wants to fuck sooo bad and alex is knee deep in denial about her attraction to him but my girl is yearning for him she’s been to literal hell and back multiple times for him. not to mention when she controls him with that freakish leash like he’s a dog… they need to do unspeakable things to each other idc !!!!

[fade-and-loathing-in-thedas]

God my brain is messy lol I am now shipping Arcadia with Cullen. Just like Akroma has a type, I decided clearly Cullen does too. It's sooo bad cos she's Pride and he was tortured by a Pride demon, but I don't care. I just imagine Arcadia thinking she needs to leash this former Templar, since her sister has dumped him and he's a risk to all of them (especially given the reasons for Avacyn's grudge against him) yet he's having none of her seductions. And she is certain she knows how all templars are (former or not) but she ends up falling for him cos how can one man be so honorable (sickeningly so) and he sees past her performative nature to the girl behind Pride and he ends up in love with another Amell.

(and yes I already have a playlist)

[pompla-moosse]

Hi! I hope you're you're as excited for Sonic IDW #50 as I am! In honor of it, could you do Surge and Kitsunami headcanons with a gn! Reader who is Knuckles' imposter? I'll leave it up to you if the reader chooses to help them burn the world or not in favor of finding answers about their past elsewhere.

surge + kitsunami x gn!reader

spoiler warning for imposter syndrome/idw comics

platonic

tysm for the request!! i am so excited for it to come out, i’ve been waiting for sooo long$!/ — scenario: as knuckles imposter, you have unimaginable strength, will you use it to help kit and surge burn the world or not?

⌗ “sonic is more than just raw power. he’s about style-attitude. i need that indomitable spirit, that roguish charm. however, since it is a liability as much as it’s a boon.. surge will replace him. and i will keep that bravado on a leash.”

⌗ “surge needs a support unit to make up for her short-comings. an analytical balance to the brashness; someone to look before she leaps. thus kitsunami was modeled after sonics most beneficial ally: ‘tails’ “ — “along with (Y/N), who was modeled after the guardian of the master emerald. they posses nothing but raw power, they will make up for their lack of brute strength.”

⌗ you,surge, and kit were a powerful trio. due to surges lack of compassion for kit, you were often reassuring him that he also has potential. (I feel bad for him okay!?)

⌗ your raw power often makes surge want to fight you, causing the two of you to often bash heads. whenever that happens, starline uses his hypno glove to put all three of you to sleep.

⌗ surge simply wants to defeat anybody who gets in her way, and your strength happens to get in her way when it comes to completing the courses.

if you choose to help them

⌗ when surge and kit found the drs videos explaining how this all came to be, they were outraged. surge quickly let you know and let you in on their plan.

⌗ if you were to help them, surge will be excited. “nice. i guess.. we could use your big fists to knock out starline and anybody who gets in my way!” kit would also be happy that you’re helping them, and you do infact knock out starline at least once.

⌗ the three of you would become more powerful now that you’re all on the same page. surge would stop wanting to fight you, but to keep up the act she’ll keep butting heads with you.

if you don’t choose to help them

⌗ when surge and kit found the drs videos explaining how this all came to be, they were outraged. surge quickly let you know and let you in on their plan.

⌗ if you chose not to help them, they would both feel betrayed. “even after everything i just told you?!” — “sorry, surge.” you say, dr.starline then walks out of the shadows, “y-youve got to be kidding me! you told him?!”

⌗ but surge wouldn’t let him use the glove, instead she uses it on him. erasing everything that had just happened from his mind, and yours too. it would take some time to use it on you, because you put up a fight.

⌗ the tenrec and fennec would loose all their trust for you, and would treat you differently than before knowing you would betray them.

note: i feel like since the reader is knuckles imposter, they would also be very loyal to starline like how knuckles is loyal to the emerald.

[ducknotinarow]

[Big Mama + Usagi - im not sorry uwu]

“Ooh, my favourite bunny-bun is back!” Big Mama exclaims, gleefully clapping her hands together, “Sooo, how did it go? You know I LOVE hearing the details~” 

|Muse interaction

Samurai, did jobs like this all the time right? Right. That was what Usagi had to tell himself every time he went to report in to her. He hated how out of habit this all was by now, so used to walking straight in and to the elevator the bellhop that worked the elevator didn't even need to ask where he was going they knew he was there to speak with Big Mama herself. Well with company today, a yokai he had tied up an currently was leading them with the end of the rope as if they were leashed. A sorry soul who tried ‘out smarting’ her thinking they could get away with out paying her a cut of their scores. So Usagi was sent to to deal with them, the rabbit may be becoming to used to this if his first thought was claiming them to be idiot for thinking they could ever get with trying to cross the crime boss everyone fear from name alone.

The elevator moved on up to her office as he closed his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. Needing a moment to get ready mentally, my ears twitched when the chime rang out pink eyes opened. Didn't matter if he even tried to prep himself he knew what was coming as he stepped out and made his way out.

“Ooh, my favourite bunny-bun is back!”

He hung his lip a little the moment she called him that, you think the worst part of his whole situation would be the fact he was working for Big Mama, ya know the crime boss? that owned most things in the hidden city? Heck, she had her hands all over in the city and above them even apparently that's just how powerful she was. So yeah you think it should bother him more that he was basically the lackey of a well-known villain. Yet not the worst part of his job? it was the nicknames,

Her way of speech was well unique that's for sure,

 “Sooo, how did it go? You know I LOVE hearing the details~” 

Usagi just sighed and reached for his side, a couple of sacks tied along his slash as he went and dropped them on to her desk, proceeding t opening up one so she could see the coins and other various goods inside of them. “They tried skipping out of town, thinking they could sneak out during the middle of day, probably thought night was too obvious a time to sneak out of the city. Carrying all of this on their person.” He went to explain to her, his tone was even as he reported to her “I had a feeling they would try going from the docks and found them quick enough. They gave a bit of trouble once they realized I was following them.” He couldn’t help the slightly way the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile “but they couldn’t run for long. I cornered them shortly after and was able to retrieve what was owned to you Ma’am. They we’re a little to easy to trip up and tie up as well.” But that figures right? A coward that ran wasn’t likely to be much of fighter after all.

Last bag untied as he finally stepped away from the desk now, arms held at his sides as he looked to her “They were holding out on you like you figured ma’am. this should be from the last few times plus extra.” Meaning he took it upon himself to snag more from the poor yokai idiot they thought they could get away with swindling Big Mama, in truth Usagi was hoping that taking more than ask would both earn favor with Big Mama on his own end. As well as get the guy off the hook or at least not face as much payback she was likely to set on them. Least that was Usagi’s hope, the guy was still a crook after all. All this coin and such was stolen not earned. Didn’t mean Usagi didn’t feel the slightest bit of pity for them despite it. If Big Mama had a target on you back well that was bad news as is. “And well you see the result now. I brought him along as well” Lifting the end of the rope to demonstrate that point to her.

[definitelynotkatesblog]

Something To Cry About ∣ Spencer Reid Fic

A/N: This was just a cute little blurb that will double as proof that I can write something other than smut lol. The things on reader's "list" are pulled straight from my own list which is much longer and much more embarrassing.

And to my sweet @daydreamingatnight209, thank you for being my beta and helping me find the cutest ending!! ❤️

Category: Fluff

Warnings: None except a few PG cuss words?

Word count: >1k, short n sweet

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“Ugh, I’m sorry, I’m late! Please don’t hate me!” I rushed, pressing a quick kiss to Spencer’s lips, skirting the edge of the table to take my seat across from him.

“Hey, don’t worry about it,” he said against my lips.

We only ever had limited time together when he was home between cases and I hated to waste even a second of it.

“(Y/N), there’s nothing you could say or do that would make me love you less.” He stated matter of factly.

Like it was the most casual thing in the world. To casually drop into conversation a statement of unconditional love for another person, as if you were talking about the water in front of you being wet.

I leaned forward and rested my arms on the table in front of me.

“What if you went into work tomorrow and I was one of your bad guys? What about then?” I challenged.

He mirrored my position, resting his forearms on the table and interlocking his fingers.

“Last week, you cried about snakes.”

“They don’t have any arms!”

“When we watched that video of the special needs dog being woken up from a nap, you cried for 20 minutes and signed us up for a monthly subscription for stamps from the ASPCA.”

“We really should be writing more letters, the Postal Service is an undervalued asset to this country,” I deflected.

He laughed and shook his head, “Yeah, I don’t think I have to worry about you becoming a serial killer, (Y/N).”

I sat back in my seat and crossed my arms, determined to find a flaw in his logic. Rolling my tongue in my mouth, I squinted at him.

He raised an eyebrow, clearly enjoying my attempts to derail his admission.

“I could if I wanted to.” I mumbled.

“Hmm?” he asked, taking a sip from his water.

“I could be a bad guy if I wanted to, I bet.”

“Says the girl who cries at the drum solo in Africa by Toto,”

“Do you have a list of shit that makes me cry, Spencer? Is that it?” I threw my hands up.

He didn’t say anything, instead dropping his gaze and slightly adjusting the angle of the knife next to this plate.

“Oh. My. God. You do!” I whisper-yelled, leaning towards him.

His mouth did that thing where he pushed his lips out when he was trying not to smile but was falling, miserably.

“Let me see it!”

“No! It’s just for me. I like it.”

“You like it?” You like it when I cry? You freakin’ weirdo!”

“Hey, you’re cute when you cry.”

“Spencer!” I was all but screeching now.

He chuckled and leaned back, digging his phone out of his pocket, navigating through its contents before extending it over the table.

I rose to meet him halfway and snatched the phone from his hand, which he laughed at more than he should have for someone who was apparently so happy to see me sad about things. I stuck my tongue out at him and plopped back down in my seat.

When I looked down at the screen in my hand, my mouth fell open. Sure enough, there was a numbered list of moments and scenarios detailing the justification behind my tears. I skimmed the list, my thumb pushing against the screen to scroll, my jaw continuously getting closer to the floor.

“4. Someone auditioning on a singing show hit a note in ‘Creep” by RadioHead really well

7. A dog pulled on its leash to sniff her and say ‘hi’

13. The Scientist by Coldplay

29. There was a video of a baby seeing its mother and the baby got excited

33. The pasta she ordered tasted better than she remembered

41. I was nice to her when she woke up

48. A puppy fell asleep on her chest and “it was so new and warm”

Why the hell did he need a list? He had a near perfect memory, why would he have taken the time to type up a running list of my less than stellar moments?

“Spencer…” I pinched the bridge of my nose “Why… why?”

“Because I like making lists and these are some of my favorite moments with you; why would I not want to combine my two favorite things?” he leaned forward, resting against the table again.

“This list makes me look like a sap!” I whined. “And that pasta was damn good.”

Shaking my head, I locked his phone and passed it back over the table to him. A small smile formed on his lips.

I arched a brow, silently daring him to laugh at me.

He cleared his throat and spoke quietly, fidgeting with his thumbs. “The list, I uh-I keep with me because it reminds me of you when I’m away.” His eyes met mine. “Reminds me of how kind and how sweet you are, reminds me of how I fell in love with you.”

I didn’t want to cry but my eyes betrayed me. My heart fluttered in my chest as my hand reached across the table to hold one of his. I could feel the tears brimming in my eyes.

He graced me with a full smile as the tears fell on to my face.

“Aw, Spence,” I sniffed, swatting at his arm.

He leaned forward and wiped my cheek with his thumb, his hand cupping my face for a moment before sitting back in his chair. His hand rested on the table between us, taking my hand in his again and rubbing it with his thumb.

“Oh,” he said, shifting back to grab his phone, “this is sooo going on the list.”

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Ask me anything!

[the-hidden-writer]

And Into The Fire

Chapter 10: Interrogation

Summary: Months after the Mitchells saved the world, Linda gets a phone call asking if she’s seen two defective Pal MAX bots. Powerful people are after Eric and Deborabot 5000, and it’s up to the Mitchells to protect them.

Taglist: @squidsushi , @astro-aye , @shitmyex, @sharks-are-friendly, @snakeguy99

Check reblogs for AO3 link!

Interrogation

Mark had been enjoying his time without Agent Ward keeping him on a leash. And even though another agent had taken her place, it did feel refreshing.

He really wasn’t expecting anything eventful to happen in her absence, especially Agent Travis (who was the messenger of their troops) to enter the office with a panicked expression on his face.

“Dr Bowman! You’re needed in Interview Room 7.” He announced.

Interview Room 7 was the small room that they used for all the job interviews of the bigger, more important roles in their company. Pal Labs didn’t want to take any security risks so they’d even installed a two-way mirror. Mark only then began to realise that it sort of resembled a high-tech interrogation room. That thought did not fill him with confidence.

“Why?” He asked, unable to hide the nerves in his voice. “I haven’t done anything, I swear!”

“It’s not for you.” Said Travis, and while on one hand that was relieving for Mark, on the other it meant that they really were treating it as an interrogation room. “We want you to ask some questions.”

“Why me?!” Mark exclaimed. Then, a second later, he realised that maybe a different question should have been his priority. “Ask who? Is there a mole?”

The Agent’s eyes darted around the room. Mark had no idea why he would be scared. Maybe it was because they were acting without Agent Ward’s authority?

“The other Pal MAX followed the one we called. It’s still pretty defective and we can't get into it, which means it could attack us at any moment and we wouldn’t be able to stop it. We’ve decided to be cordial until the boss gets back and we thought you’d have a better chance at communicating with it. Y’know, since you made them.”

Mark had to stop himself from arguing that he didn’t make them, his workers did. But that really wouldn’t help his case.

So now they had both the Pal MAX bots within the facility? He obviously knew about #009181987 since he’d helped with the rewriting process, but nobody had bothered to tell him about #012041966. Well, that is until they needed his help. Typical.

He didn’t even get a choice in the matter, which he thought was totally unfair, and soon enough he was escorted to Interview Room 7 and pretty much shoved inside into what was probably a life-or-death situation.

Mark would be lying if his heart didn’t spike at the sight of the android sitting at the large table.

He’d been closely involved with the creation of Pal MAX and was very proud back when they’d first been completed. They were sleek, efficient, and incredibly cool. He thought he would change the world with them.

And then he did. Just… not in the way he’d been expecting.

Lawsuit after lawsuit, it had taken him ages to finally get immunity from the CIA. But in hindsight, was that really the best thing to do? To avoid conflict by becoming a different kind of prisoner?

The whole robot apocalypse (or to be more specific, the fact that he was responsible for the whole robot apocalypse) had affected him more than he’d like to admit. And seeing one of those damn robots sitting in front of him was not helping.

And it had a really badly drawn face on its screen. Weird.

“Uh… hey, Pal MAX.” He greeted, sitting down in the chair opposite. How was he even supposed to talk to this thing? What sort of questions was he supposed to ask? He hated to admit it, but Agent Ward would have been more clear with the instructions.

#012041966 said nothing. It just stared straight through him with its freaky red face.

“Sooo… you didn’t get wiped out? Lucky you.”

If that thing was drawn on to intimidate him, it was totally working.

He cleared his throat. “Are you not gonna say anything to me? Are you too defective to talk? Or…”

“Where is my brother?”

Its casual voice startled Mark so much that he visibly jumped in his seat. If seeing one of these again was bad, hearing its voice was even worse. That being said, it didn’t sound quite like how it had been programmed…

“Your… brother?” Pal MAX bots weren’t supposed to form any kind of connection with anyone or anything. This one must be way more defective than he’d thought.

“Where is my brother?” #012041966 asked again, in an identical casual tone to the first time.

Mark wracked his brains. “Do you mean the other one? Pal MAX #009181987?”

“Where is he?”

Ah, so he was talking about the other robot. It was possible that being the only two surviving models that they had formed some sort of dependency on one another.

But if this one really wasn’t interested in anything else but #009181987, then they were in big trouble.

“Uh, he’s…” Mark suddenly realised that it had been calling #009181987 a ‘he’. They weren’t programmed to do that. Again, weird. “He’s getting... repaired, um… y-you can forget about him now, alright?”

A pause.

“Where. Is. My. Brother?”

The absence of all casualness caused Mark to bolt out of the room.

This was bad. This was really bad. They couldn’t hack into a robot that could potentially kill them all, and the only way to placate it would be to give it its ‘brother’ back.

But Mark was pretty sure it was too late to put it back together at this point.

Comments make my day :)

[madzfm]

˛ ⠀ * ⠀ ★ ⠀  JESSICA ALEXANDER  .   CIS FEMALE  .  SHE / HER      ⧽ ⠀ have  you  seen  the  786  latest  post  ?  sources  say  they  have  some  serious  dirt  on  the  child  of  a  big  time   COUNTRY MUSIC STARS  .   they  haven’t  revealed  who  it was  yet  but  my  best  is  on  MADISON  DARLING  !  ever  since  that  last  update  about  how  she  ALLEGEDLY GOT CAUGHT SPORTING A BABY BUMP LAST YEAR BEFORE GHOSTING EVERYONE  i  don’t  put  anything  pass  them  .  i  mean  ,  these  celebrity  kids  are  just  out  of  control  .   they  do  whatever  they  want  ,  whenever  they  want  and  are  ungrateful  in  the  process  !!  i  mean  take  MADDIE  for  example  ,  they’re  a  TWENTY THREE  year  old  DANCER  ,  and  what  did  they  do  to  get  there  ?  have  famous  parents  !  like  hello  ,  just  because  you HAVE BEEN IN MUSIC VIDEOS WITH A-LIST MUSICIANS doesn’t  mean  you  actually  deserved  it  .   i’m   glad   the   786   is   taking   them   down   a   notch   .   it’s   about   time   someone   does   .

             𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐆𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐂  /  𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓  / 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

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hey ... hey ... how y’all doin’ ?  i’m sooo excited to be here , besties ! sorry i’m late with the intro , it’s been a looooong weekend for me but i’m eager to get the ball rolling . so here’s the rundown , the google doc has a full bio + more stats + headcanons but i don’t expect anyone to actually read all that nonsense so i’ve tried my best to sum it up below ( it’s still kinda long tho i’m sorry y’all i ramble too much ). i’m always down to talk plots & threw a few wanted connection ideas at the bottom , so feel free to hmu on discord any time <3 but yes okay let’s get into it

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━━     ˊ     *     𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐬  . .

𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞. madison dallas darling .   𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞(𝐬). maddie , mads .   𝐝𝐨𝐛. april 14 , 1998 .   𝐚𝐠𝐞. twenty - three .   𝐳𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐜. aries sun , libra moon , leo asc .   𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫. cis female .   𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬. she / her .   𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. bisexual .  𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞. nashville , tn .   𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 5ft 5in .  𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. high school diploma .   𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. dancer / realty tv personality .   𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬. robert “robbie” darling - father . dixie darling - mother . delaney darling - sister .   𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐬. compassionate , imaginative , family-oriented  , devoted , generous , sympathetic , idealistic , self critical , naive , competitive , indecisive , impressionable , elusive , sensitive .

━━     ˊ     *     𝐛𝐢𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐲 . .

tw : things like shitty controlling parents , injury , & pregnancy are mentioned

   born & raised in nashville , tennessee , madison is the daughter of two country music icons ( basically blake shelton & miranda lambert ) & has only ever known a life in the spotlight . her parents were a widely adored it couple who shared their lives with millions of viewers across the world with their reality tv show . at 7pm cst you could tune in to watch robbie & dixie raise their two daughters - having some good ol’ wholesome family fun while juggling responsibilities that come with being famous artists . to any outsider looking in , they seemed like the perfect family . a loving father , a supportive mother , two prim & proper daughters that collected accolade after accolade in every pageant & talent competition they ever entered . but you shouldn’t believe everything you see on tv , even if it’s deceptively labeled as “reality” .

   when the cameras weren’t rolling , the darling sisters were left under their mother’s restrictive control . dixie darling treated her daughters more like dolls than living beings , madison & delaney were basically pretty little accessories . while robbie never dared to mistreat his daughters , he was around a lot less than the show made it seem - often touring the world rather than spending quality time with his girls . plus , dixie & robbie seemed to endlessly fight with one another - nearly every childhood memory madison has of her parents involves them yelling . if she wanted to see them looking happy & in love , she’d have to tune in to the fabricated reality on their own show to get a taste of what a happy , loving family looks like . 

   you can’t be a child of dixie darling without being exploited in some way . while delaney was pushed into the music scene , madison was shoved into the world of dance . she took every class that was offered & practiced for hours upon hours to perfect her craft . her sister had taken after their folks with the singing voice of an angel & the looks to rival that of miss universe , meanwhile maddie was good for two things : dance & doing whatever her mother said . so when dixie said to twirl , she twirled , when she said do a grand jeté, maddie asked how high & then over performed like the good little girl she was trained to be .

   it wasn’t until her parents got divorced & maddie moved to miami to be with her sister , her father , & her father’s new girlfriend that she sort of came out ( or more accruately described as dragged out ) of her timid , non - confrontational , subservient shell . with a longer leash , she had more freedom to roam far & wide . no one tried to tell her what to do or who to talk to & considering she was just a privileged teenager with endless funds & the status to get away with just about anything , you can imagine how badly that went . every mistake she made was broadcasted onto people’s televisions or headlined in tabloids . it was stressful , growing up & messing up all under the watchful gaze of millions of people who felt entitled to berate her for her poor life decisions . just because they watched her grow up on tv didn’t mean they actually knew anything about her . & yet so many people shared their unsolicited opinions on her & her life . it drove her insame .

   maddie wasn’t handling the stress of being well known very well . she wanted a break from it all , to just go somewhere far away where no one knew her name & just live by herself . it was a silly dream . nothing she’d ever actively pursue . but the universe has a funny way of giving us a taste of what we think we want just to teach us a lesson . 

   so over a year ago , maddie found out that she was pregnant . it was a shock to say the least . she kept it a close guarded secret from everyone but her sister for awhile . not only was it a life changing development , but it was one thing that she was determined not to share with the rest of the world . with the idea of running away in continuous loop in the back of her mind , she came up with a plan to buy herself some time . she faked a really bad injury during a performance & let the media run with saying she might not be able to walk , let alone dance ever again . pushing the cover story even further , she claimed to be in need of intense physical therapy & sought after it in a luxurious private lodge in new zealand . that’s where she stayed during her year away , letting no outsiders come visit while she figured out how she was going to move forward with this baby growing inside of her .

   so maddie finally got the break she was looking for even if it wasn’t under the circumstances that she would’ve liked . but she adapted to the situation . in her time away , she went through the entire pregnancy but it was basically decided for her by her parents that it was best to give the baby up for adoption . the little girl would be in good care by a couple that was a family friend of the darlings . better to bless someone who wanted a baby but couldn’t have one than for maddie to keep her daughter when she wasn’t in a place to take care of her . it broke her heart , honestly . she had grown quite attached to the baby & even entertained the idea of being a single mom even though she knew her own mom would never let that happen - it would go against the strict narrative that they try to put out there about the darling family .

   after a year away , maddie is back in miami without anyone knowing what really happened . she keeps using the “injury” as the excuse for her absence from the spotlight . anyone really close to her might be able to tell that something’s off , but she’s trying so hard to act like everything is fine & nothing has changed at all . she might even be able to get away with her lies - if it wasn’t for that damn 786 website threatening to spill the tea & make her life hell .

━━     ˊ     *     𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 & 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 . .

   a wannabe good girl gone bad but harbors a deep rooted fear of being a disappointment & a failure due to her mom’s strict parenting style . so like she wants to be rebellious & come across as carefree but internally she’s panic screaming always ( honestly relatable like same , girl )

   well - mannered in a sweet southern belle kind of way with her please’s & thank you’s & calling everyone ma’am & sir out of respect & what not

   biiiig mom friend energy . she just wants to make sure that everyone is taken care of . she can get very protective & a little helicopter parent-y with her friends . it probably has something to do with control issues that she doesn’t realize she has but we don’t have time to unpack that rn akjsdbk

   before her year away i want to say that she was a lot more people please-y / overly eager to please ?? like rarely said no to people that asked for favors , always agreed to any plans people invited her to out of courtesy , & what have you . but now i see her as being a little less patient than before & a little bit more unhinged & quick to shut down or snap

   guillable ! naive ! dumb as hell ! believes that everyone was raised with the same values as her & has a big of a heart like she does so she’s easily subjectable to getting her feelings hurt & i say let it happen !!

   wants to be mysterious so bad but there is very little known about her & her life that isn’t public knowledge . she could get shit on by a bird & it’ll probably become a twitter highlight idk she just wants to believe she’s imperceptible & acts all evasive in order to keep her private life private but that rarely ever has the desired effect

    one of those annoying rich & famous people that’s like “i wasn’t meant to be famous . i was meant to have a normal life & be a normal person” but like !! she is actually so out of touch with reality & probably couldn’t tell you how much milk is at the grocery store because she has people to do mundane day to day things for her . spoiled little privileged rich girl , let’s be real . her dad tried to keep her humble , idk what happened

   dance style / career is pretty much inspired by maddie ziegler but also not really bc i am very picky & choosey about which aspects of her career i’m pulling from

   boring on social media because she hardly ever posts & is very short with her captions & tweets when she does make an appearance online every blue moon 

   dodges questions about what she’s been up to while she was gone like she’s in the matrix or something . all that pr training her mom put her through when she was younger is coming in handy because she has not given a single honest , straight answer in the months she’s been back . would rather talk about anything else than herself right now so don’t be surprised if she pulls some random subject changes out of her ass if people get nosy . i’m sure the common conspiracy is that maddie was so embarrassed by the fall on stage that she went into hiding 

   delaney is the kim kardashian & britney spears of the family while madison is the kourtney & the jamie lynn xoxo

━━     ˊ     *     𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 . .

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