#hes both so basic and not like other girls

[tojisteddy]

i was thinking about

meanie!simon, daddy!kink (the most icky as possible, please, its a need !!) + piss!kink

am i weird ? 😞

cw: 18+ mdni, dead dove, smut, daddy kink (it’s icky), piss!kink, meanie!simon, kinda dd!lg.

a/n: I don’t usually write piss!kink (and I probably won’t in the future) but I will for you baby <33, you’re not weird!! lol this was fun to write.

There are a lot of things in this world that Simon hates.

First being, your shitty apartment. It’s too fucking small (his baby needs space instead of this stupid studio), and he’s hitting his head on something, the hot water only works after five minutes, the neighbors above you are too fuckin loud, and your refrigerator always breaks once a month and the repair man won’t come so who has to get down there, and fix whatever fucking broke the last time?

Simon, of course.

Why you were still living there? Simon doesn’t fucking know. But instead of bein at his place, fuckin you into the mattress like he usually does for your afternoon nap, you’re both in this cramped flat—

Resulting in the second thing he hated: you’re need to hide your moans. It was so bad when you first got together, he had to teach you out of the bad habit, your ex— the son of a bitch— didn’t like you loud and dumb when he fucked you.

Fucking stupid cunt.

But every time you were back in this damned flat, you’d revert. The walls are basically dry wall and you so desperately wanted your neighbors to like you since they’d been nice. Simon could give less of a fuck about what other people think, so he’s holding your wrists as he rams into your tight pussy, your pretty tits moving in perfect motion with every thrust, and you tried to bite your moan but Simons slapping your thigh.

“Let it out or you won’t cum.”

Simon presses into you, thrusting deeper, harsher, the sound of his balls against your sopping cunt— so damn lewd, you can’t help but let out a moan that hits all four of the walls of your apartment beautifully. Easy to correct, Simon praises you, shuddering when you pulse around him, mumbling a ‘good fucking girl’

Third: all those things bundled together, the thing to put the chairs on top to all the ridiculous shit— you looking up at with with those big, pretty, and stupid brown eyes, lashes fluttering, through a moan— “Pa, I-I have to pee.”

He ignored you the first time the words slip out your lips, fucks you right through your first orgasm but youre crawling up the sheets of your bed, “Hold it.”

“I can’t!” You keen, you wither around in the bed, half of Simons cock still sitting in you, your mixed cum dripping onto the sheets.

Simon groans, pulling out fully and throwing you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Slapping your ass harshly, one for every word, “You’re so. God. damn. annoying.”

“You’re god damn annoying.” You retort, slapping at his back. You don’t even realize he’s taken you to the bathroom. Siting you on the toilet and kicking your feet open. You try to squeeze your legs shut but Simon bends down this time, prying your legs open, looking right at your folds, “Go.” 

“Get out Simon.”

“No.”

“I don’t want you to watch!” You whine, shaking your head.

“Can’t always get what we want, can we swee’art?” He breaths through his nose, pressing on your abdomen, unflinching as your scratch at him.

“But Daddy!—“

Simon snatches your jaw in his hands tight, tilting your head down to look at him, “fuckin go.”

You feel the damn break within your abdomen, pee trickling down into the toilet. Your eyes well up with tears full of embarrassment. Incoherent babbles leaving you.

“See, wasn’t that hard, was it?” He has the damned smirk on his face. Simon chuckles, wiping you down with toilet paper, flushing and standing you up so you can both wash your hands. You’re a sobbing mess, stomping your feet and pouting while he’s still right behind you.

“You’re g-gross.”

“Sure am.”

“Daddy you shouldn’t— hicc- daddy’s shouldn’t d-do that.”

“What’d I say about comparing me to other men?”

Simon loved to see you in such a belligerent state, tears glistening those pretty cheeks, his sweet baby. He would be the only one who’d ever see you like this.

He’s plops you back on the bed, grabbing one of your stuffed animals and putting it in your arms. You’re a clutch onto it in both arms, bottom lip sticking out in a pout. gorgeous thing.

“Gonna fuck you nice ‘nd good, then you’re gonna shut up and sleep, alright?”

You sniff, “Yes, sir.”

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I have a request plssss!!! This is just basically making it longer but Either them having a funny high convo or them making out……. But anything is fine

of course!! we can sprinkle in a little bit of both, yeah? ;)

JODIE

pairing. bsf¡rafe && reader

content. weed/smoking. fluff. makeout. semi-sexual content(?).

song rec: ‘jodie’ by SZA

“i’m boooredddd,” you dragged out dramatically. your belly was against rafe’s bed, head propped up by your palms, watching some dumb show on tv. his head rested in the dip of your back while he watched a basketball game on his phone.

“i have weeeed,” he dragged it out in a tempting tone, but his attention was still engrossed in the game.

“rafe– it’s 3pm!,” you scolded (as if you weren’t going to say yes, and get high anyway).

“so? stop acting like you aren’t gonna say yes,” he knew you too well…

—

and that’s how you ended up here—high as fuck at 3:30 in the afternoon, laughing your ass off at some story rafe was telling you.

“wait wait– so, you literally sang in front of everyone?!,”you sat up, eyes wide like you didn’t believe what you were hearing.

“the whole soccer team… while running up and down the bleachers, yes,” he was dead serious, but he couldn’t help but laugh at himself, and the situation.

“and this was your way of… apologizing? what did you even do?,” your laughter was uncontainable. you could barely get a full sentence out. you ended up flopping down onto his carpet, playing with strands of your hair while his back was leaned against the foot of his bed. the image of rafe trying to scale the bleachers, avoid the teacher, and sing had you in tears. you were clutching your stomach just to stabilize yourself– of course, if you weren’t high off your ass right now this wouldn’t be nearly as funny—but arguably, that’s what made the story better.

“it doesn’t matter alright, i was in high school! dark times, or whatever. the girl wasn’t even worth it—cheated on me with my ‘best friend’ not even a week after… no shit,” trauma dumping had never been so funny. you didn’t even know why you were laughing anymore, but rafe was too so you didn’t stop yourself.

“shit… i’m– i’m sorry,” you couldn’t even control it anymore, your words broken by your giggles. you rolled on your side to look at rafe as he came down from his fit of laughter. your eyes connected instantly, and suddenly nothing was funny.

“‘s whatever…,” he trailed off, still staring at you, eyes roaming over your body—it was evident you didn’t have a bra on, your sweats sat low on your hips, and the tiny tank top barely covered you, your hair sprawled out on his floor. when his eyes redirected back to your face, a small smirk tugged at your lips. a smirk that made his breathing stutter just a little.

“what is it?,” you asked softly, a short giggle slipped past your plump lips. totally clueless, like you didn’t know what moments like these did to him. he watched the way your chest rose and fell with your light breaths, the way the necklace he had gotten for your birthday two years ago—that he never saw you without—rested against your tanned skin.

you didn’t wait for him to answer, you had seen that look before, “you wanna makeout?,” you spit out before he could even gather his thoughts. it was normal for you two to end up on each other somehow whenever you got high, but something about right now felt different. rafe couldn’t tell if it was all in his head, or if you felt it, too.

“fuck it, c’mere,” he motioned for you to straddle him, and you did without question—like you said—it wasn’t unnatural. his hands quickly found a possessive hold on your hips, squeezing the flesh like it belonged to him.

you quickly leaned in, connecting your lips to his like you’d done many times before. it didn’t mean anything—just a way to pass time, make out with someone without consequences. not for rafe. every time you got into it too much and started moving in his lap, he would physically stiffen in more ways than one.

he couldn’t help it. he had a beautiful girl sat in his lap, kissing him like it was her second nature. you were never awkward with him, and that only turned him on more. he disconnected his lips from yours, moving down your neck, nipping at spots here and there. he was well adjusted to your sensitive spots by this point, attacking them like he was on a mission. the way you moved above him, small whimpers leaving your lips like you physically couldn’t help it… yeah, he was so gone for you.

the way you’d kiss him until your lips were swollen, and that perfect shade of pinkish red… he could faint. his hands would move under your tiny shirt, eventually squeezing your tits just to see if you’d let him go that far—you always would—and he took full advantage of that.

"so fuckin’ pretty,” he mumbled against your lips. his hooded, desperate eyes looking into yours like you were the only thing that existed in his mind—

and maybe you were.

an: this is more like a blurb than a one shot. i lowkey hate this—it’s rushed, && it’s kinda short sorryyyy

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[the-maid-of-witchwood]

My good friend, gimme your Steph and her ships headcanons

But of course!

Solo headcanons:

Steph was a hidden pregnancy, nobody knew she was there until her mom (Georgina) went into labour - her parents didn’t want children

Becky was one of her first nannies but only lasted a couple months as Solomon found her really soft and annoying, so as soon as Georgina died, she was fired

She and Grace first met as babies but neither of them know it

Steph was a pretty spoiled child

Shop is her favourite class and the only one she’s consistently getting good marks/attendance for

Mr. Houston is her favourite teacher

Is part of the Smoke Club but isn’t frequently there as much these days

Had a very big Heathers phase, still kinda does

She also had a Hunger Games phase before that and got really into archery, took up classes. Her aim is extraordinarily sharp

She’s actually really athletic and good at a handful of sports, she just doesn’t really bother in school anymore

She is a really avid music listener but cannot read sheet music or play instruments for shit

Really into rock specifically

The online girlie™

Loves horror - films, TV shows, games - and has always been really invested in creepypasta

May or may not have told some scary stories to the Monroe boys’ at the country club and scared them shitless

Seriously, if Steph was in charge of the prank, she could have given Max a heart attack

Is actually really good at debate because her father made her take classes and she gets plenty of practice when getting involved in internet drama

Clearly wins a lot of arguments against him now that she’s older, which gives her the power and cockiness to just wave away his influence and orders (until he gets at her phone of course)

She also is really good at politics

She’s actually really close with Jason and Kyle - childhood friends, basically her older brothers

Cheats at games

Is the “Dakota” in their group’s DND (see StarKid Rolls the Dice)

She’s dyslexic

Was diagnosed late in high school as Solomon was convinced she was just stupid and making excuses as to why she couldn’t do her work

Steph and Miss Tessburger do secretly care about each other. Neither will admit it. Wouldn’t go as far as mother-and-daughter relationship, but definitely tone their bitchiness (to each other) down if they notice the other is having a bad day

Steph puts her money into crypto. Sorry, I can’t imagine Solomon knows what it is or why he’d bother with something so silly

Fidgets with her rings a lot

Is really confident in her own skin, as she should be because she is so beautiful and literally has the school falling after her

Is actually a really good photographer

Her Insta page is undeniably killer

Someone get this girl a proper camera though because the phone can only do so much

In middle school, she, Brenda and Stacy did wear pink every Wednesday

She is incredibly well travelled - having had the money to go anywhere and her father only taking the best holidays - and she really enjoys travelling

One of the taller girls

Claims she doesn’t do dressing up because it’s lame, but gets really into Halloween

Flawless makeup and hair always

People haven’t seen her otherwise for years

Once bribed Grace to let her paint her nails in exchange for having to listen to Grace tell her about the bible. They keep doing this. Steph wipes it all off at the end of the school day so Grace doesn’t get in trouble with her parents

Has a lot of opinions on Spotify Wrapped (both general and hers specifically)

She and Zoey are near identical, leading to the latter always getting mistaken for Steph (as the more well known of the two because local celebrity, the Mayor’s daughter) but Steph has been mistaken for Zoey once or twice by Sam. Kicks him every time

Doesn’t like fake nails

Is a very physical person, especially when showing love

Spends a lot of money on her loved ones

The most competitive person

Lautity:

Pan for pan!

Steph makes a lot of corny pan related jokes, Grace finds them really funny

Again, Grace fell first, Steph fell harder

Steph tries going to church with Grace but really struggles with it

She will, however, attend events at church (bake sales, charity auction, etc) and just messes with the pastors by asking silly questions

Insert Mariah’s “Yah, Father!” here

Is probably Mark and Karen’s least favourite person for that reason

Don’t worry, she gets on really well with Grace’s aunt, Lucy. These bitches talk so much gossip and shit on Grace’s parents (and the Jerries because fuck them)

It’s because of Lucy they met as babies but that’s a story for another time

Grace tries watching horror for Steph but doesn’t like it, spends most of it curled up and hiding in Steph’s side. She still agrees to watch every time

Steph watches documentaries with Grace and asks her questions throughout because Grace talking about her interests is precious

The nerds help Steph write a love note for Grace

They then help Grace make a meme for Steph

Steph has tried and failed to play Grace’s flute

Steph buys Grace sheet music for the dumbest songs (Never Gonna Give You Up, Coconut Mall, All Star, the Mii song, etc) and has her play them for the group, forcing the nerds to listen to them and then tell Grace how good she is

Ruth makes them go see Wicked together as a friend group, purely to have Grace and Steph unknowingly go as Elphaba and Glinda by just wearing their regular clothes/colours. Steph, having definitely seen stuff for the film is prepared, they both show up dressed as completely different movie characters

(Steph went as Jessica Rabbit and Grace went as Sleeping Beauty)

They also didn’t watch the movie at all because they spent the whole time staring at each other and kissing

Burnerphone (Lex x Steph):

The only Steph ship where she loses her dominance

Lex won’t put up with her entitled, rich girl bullshit and will tell her when she’s being a brat

Steph will be more of a brat in the hopes of getting told off for it in the bedroom

They knew of each other when Lex was still in school and interacted in passing but that was about it

They met later through Ziggs at a party

Smoking buds

Lex gets on fairly well with Steph’s friends, though they are awkward because Lex is the epitome of “older, cool college girlfriend” in spite of not in college

Steph smuggles Lex into all the senior events they missed (homecoming, lock in, ditch day, prom, graduation) - probably bought Grace off to keep her quiet about it

Same music tastes

Gets on really well with Hannah

Steph doesn’t really do kids but she makes an exception here

Sends Hannah a photo of a random spider she finds almost every day with the caption “dude, is this ur webby?”

She has absolutely dragged Pamela for filth, if not gotten physical, in most of their interactions

Pamela is convinced Lex is dating Steph just for money

Steph only goes to Toy Zone to flirt with Lex and annoy the fuck out of Frank by shooting him with a nerf gun

Lex isn’t comfortable with a lot of fancy, expensive dates, so they usually just drive out somewhere quiet and have a picnic together

Steph convinces Lex to audition for plays in Hatchetfield

Firephone? Firelight? I don’t know what their ship name is or if they even have one but (Brooke x Steph):

Essentially the more chaotic, less chill and pyromaniac version of Burnerphone

They are Grace’s worst nightmare and honestly Miss Mulberry’s too (and half the HFFD and HFPD)

Smoking buds

Brooke brings out Steph’s impulsivity to its full power

Steph encourages Brooke’s don’t give a fuck attitude

Personally responsible for all the fire alarms going off in Hatchetfield High

If these two both leave to go to the bathroom together, you might as well grab your shit and head outside now

They are big time gossipers

Definitely get into the most insane situations

Seriously, playing Never Have I Ever with them is an experience because you get to hear about all their stories which are really good but totally nuts

Probably meet up when being sent to the Principal’s office, go off, make out and then come back like nothing happened

Queens of the Smoke Club

I already did Lautski and Lautskity for Pete

[the-peak-legend-of-first-gen]

IDEAL TYPE

Characters: Gun Park, Goo Kim, James Lee

What I belive is, rather than brawn Gun will likely be more compatible with someone more on the brainy side.

Has affinity for more feminine yet strong type like Bulma from DBZ.

Strong doesn't necessarily have to be translated into physical strength: yes he will appreciate it but you two will mostly test it out for dominace and let's just say it won't take a very healthy turn in relationship.

Part of it is due to his Yakuza upbringing and the patriarchal environment he grew up in. In the initial phase he will only seek you out for pleasure but if you are of help in the grander scheme of things and show potential for what you are capable of. Absolutely sexy

Lets be honest he will be into looks. But not very high maintenance supermodel type just keep the basics intact and a well groomed and well kept person who knows their worth.

Confidence is actually the key to his heart. No he won't coddle you and give you lot of reassurance. He will be blunt and brutally honest. Understand it's from a good place and that's how he shows his care. So if you take his advice and improve on certain areas he will be really content.

And no don't listen to him always. Show him his loopholes, where he lacks what he can do to improvise.

Overall he likes a baddie who knows her worth and value and won't bend for anyone💕

This goofball like cute girls. Period🤪

Well well his first love is money, and he isn't afraid to admit that at all.

I feel he will be more into petite women. You know to show that he will protect you from this dangerous world blah blah..

Someone laid back and relaxed who knows when to be mature and when to turn into full on clowns. So that he can have best of both the worlds

Infinite patience. Not just because of his antics but because its very very very difficult for him to emotionally open up. Is quite guarding then he lets on and needs someone to break those walls.

Well once he is in love, pretty much everything you do is cute or adorable so looks aren't that much for him. And mostly likely to go for someone normal.

I don't mean to demean it's just that you don't need to have certain potential or bring something to table for him to love you ,I believe. If there is genuine connection, Goo is more than happy🥹😁💞

I'll do Teen James and Adult James differently😤

Okay teasing, push and pull , how far you can go without reacting to his charms

Someone firm in personality . Show him, his place. Mr James Lee you might be a national level all rounder but you ain't getting this heart so easily.

Let's be honest this all comes from his thrill and the rush he feels in winning and dominating. He wants to conquer and show. So ladies in case of Teen James "Play Hard to Get" will seriously do wonders for you🤣

Also someone who has their own passions and ambitions going on. The rare moments you two get to have with each other will seriously make him very happy

Dominate him. As in discussion and disagreement are always welcome and it's a huge plus point who can be on the same wavelength as him. But don't do it for the heck of it.

I don't know why but having soft , gentle hands will be his thing. This dude is into looks and want someone beautiful but not high in priority.

If you can make him forget all his worries and the two of you can, even for a moment live like normal teenagers for a bit you are golden.

And pls don't break his heart for just showing and parading him around like a trophy. He will know from the start. So someone who really looks for him for who he is and beyond the genius. Friends to lovers💙💜

Well let's be honest James in his adulthood is a manipulative ass. So someone smart and really intellectual who can see through all this facade.

See besides all the fluff and shimmery, let's face facts this guy uses people like tools and how they can benefit him, I'm pretty sure Kitae is also just another tool in his arsenal. You need to be equally talented as him and someone who can match his level. Not an extraordinary overachiever but have your things going on.

But as Tsumiki was described in JJK " As long as she has an unshakable moral compass which doesn't deflect easily there is nothing more I can ask for". This is what fits his ideal type best.

See if he is dating you he really trust you a lot and you mean a lot but again he will hide things from you. Not for lying and deceit but you don't have to worry your pretty little head about Gang and stuff. This might put a dent but if you understand he is doing it in good faith it might work for you. Otherwise arguments 😭😞

I feel like since he is more on the calm and composed side. Someone goofy will really help. Not a full blown clown but you know a bit of comedy here a few pranks there.

He is still a tease and he loves to see your reactions. So if you are really shy he will have a lot of fun pushing your limits

Well he likes refined, elegant women. Kpop has shown him all the shades so at this stage in his life not really into looks.

A genuinely nice and kind human being who won't bend to his ways all the time and he can really trust is what gets his heart.

[petersasteria]

supernatural - G Dragon/Kwon Jiyong

Pairing: jiyong x reader (high school au, childhood friends au) Summary: he's been down bad for you ever since and he's not ashamed of it.

"This love's possessin' me, but I don't mind at all. It's taking over me, don't wanna fight the fall."

Little Jiyong was your neighbor and you basically grew up together. You were in the same grade and you went to the same school. Your moms were best friends and it was clear that they both wanted you two to end up together.

He'd always pick you up from your house so you can go and play together at the park nearby. He'd push you on the swings and he'd always pull back the swing whenever you'd get tired. He'd follow you around town whenever he'd see you leave the house, just to make sure you're safe. He was so caring and loving towards you, yet you didn't pay him any mind.

You're both in high school now and he's still the same head-over-heels-Jiyong that you knew. He'd pick you up from your house so you can walk to school together. He'd always shout at the top of his lungs so you could hear him.

"Y/N!! Let's go or we'll be late!"

"C'mon, Y/N! If we leave now, we can buy something from the convenience store. My treat!"

"My mom packed me extra kimchi just for you, Y/N. Let's go!"

At school, you'd avoid him like the plague. You didn't want people to think he was whipped or something. You weren't even dating. You guys are just friends... and he happens to be in love with you.

You knew, of course. He was very obvious.

"Look, it's your girlfriend." Seunghyun snickered as he saw you enter the cafeteria. Jiyong glanced at you and he gave you a bright smile and a big wave with two of his arms up.

"Y/N!!! Over here!!!" He said, loud enough for a few heads to turn. You looked at him and gave him a curt nod before walking to the table where your friends sat.

Jiyong smiled to himself as he put his arms down. He kept his eyes on you for a few more seconds before he continued eating.

"That's it? All she does is nod and you're suddenly happy for the rest of the day?" Youngbae asked. Jiyong with his mouth full, looked at him and nodded. "Dang, you're whipped." Youngbae laughed, causing the others to laugh too.

Jiyong swallowed his food and said, "At least I get noticed by my crush everyday. Hyorin doesn't even know you exist."

"Take that back." Youngbae glared at him playfully.

"Nope." Jiyong grinned, popping the 'p'. "i don't mind, you know. I don't mind being whipped for her. She's the most amazing girl ever and I only want her to be the only girl in my life."

"Really?" Daesung asked, Jiyong nodded happily.

"Even if you're both, let's say, away at separate colleges?" Seunghyun challenged.

"We wouldn't be at separate colleges anyway because I'll just go on and follow her. Someone familiar has to take care of her, y'know." Jiyong answered confidently.

"You're serious? She's the only girl for you? Isn't it a bit too early to tell?" Daesung questioned. He never really bothered with love and relationships.

"I knew I loved her when we were 6. I knew I wanted to marry her when we were in 8th grade. She's my constant." Jiyong said as he stared off into space with a silly smile on his face. His mind was off imagining things about what you two would do in the future.

"What if you're not her constant?" Seunghyun dared to ask. In truth, he was scared of the outcome. Despite looking like a cinnamon roll, Jiyong was pretty scary.

Jiyong's gaze broke when he turned to Seunghyun, "If that tragic thing is true, then she'd still be my constant. When I said that I loved her, I meant it. I'm hopelessly in love with her and I think I'm falling in love with her as each day passes by. I'm not ashamed of my love for her. If there's one thing I'd like to do forever, it's falling in love with her all over again."

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[alanisstonedd]

caught mid-vibe

cw: fanum x black!reader, slightttt chubby!reader, masturbation [f receiving], pussy eating, raw p in v, toe suckinggg oops exposed, just nasty nasty nasty, dirtay talkin, BIG BOY vibe

an: i’m actually so sick for this nigga i wanna tackle him every time i see him on my screen

you swear you were trying to be patient.

he’d been streaming nonstop this week—events, collabs, a few marathon nights with kai and duke, content deadlines piling up.

and you? you just came off your damn period, hallelu!! howeverrr, it bad been awhile since any action came your way. you were kind of a mess hormones flaring. ovulating. needy.

the everything was making you throb recently. his voice from down the hall. his cologne lingering on the hoodie you were curled up in. the memory of the last time he really touched you.

so you figure… fuck it. just a quick one. you’re grown for fucks sake. you’re a big girl…. you can take care of yourself.

you crawl into his bed, grabbing your phone, nothing on but his hoodie and some panties. you click on twitter, dim the brightness, and slide a hand into your panties — already slick from the two seconds your boyfriend came in to grab his damn headset.

you not gonna go crazy or anything. just a lil relief before he’s done yelling “LOCK THE FUCK IN, CHAT” down the hallway.

but sadly, you don’t even hear the footsteps. and you definitely don’t notice the door swinging open until it’s wayyyy too late.

SLAM.

“YO—baby, you seen my—”, he stops in his tracks. you freeze too. your hand? still between your thighs, phone hanging in the other, just low enough for the screen to be visible.

he stands frozen in the doorway, jaw hanging down like fuckin bugs bunny, eyes locked on your soft brown legs spread across the sheets, hoodie bunched around your hips, panties pushed to the side, glistening pussy on display. you could hear his durag drop.

you blink, lips parted, no clue what the fuck hes about to say, “…bae—”. and then he just smirks. slow. wicked. walks in with a smugness about him and locking the door with a click.

“ooohhh, reallyyyy?”

you scramble upright. too shocked to know whether to apologize or stand on it, “waittttt—i didn’t know you was gonna—”

he creeps closer to the bed, pulling off his headset and tossing it on the chair without so much as a glance. “you was just gon’ start without me, ma?”

you swallow, mouth suddenly dryer than a bitch, a little scared of the look in his eye “i—i didn’t— bae—”

“didn’t what?” he’s muchhh closer now, his big frame dwarfing you over the bed. “didn’t think it mattered? didn’t mean to be laid out in my hoodie, tryna bust a nut like i don’t live here?”

you try to speak, but he’s already grabbing your ankle, and dragging you down the mattress until your ass is at the very edge of the bed.

hes yanking your legs apart, eyes dropping to your bare, slick folds. he can feel the heat coming off you from where hes standing, and its got his heart beating fast as fuck. he groans with his whole chest.

“mm-mm,” he shaking his head, tsking, quickly pulling your panties off the rest of the way. “now I gotta top whatever had you wilin'.”

he kneels. grabs one leg, and drapes it over his shoulder almost too easily. he spits on your pussy like it’s his. then that mf dives TF in, tongue first, and you basically scream — LOUD.

his mouth is so hot, tongue swirling so slow, deep, then fast as hell, like he’s making up for every hour you waited. like he’s fuckin offended you didn’t call for him.

he’s groaning into it. slurping. playin with his food. sucking your clit like a damn vacuum. his hand slips under your hoodie and grabs your soft belly, holding you down while you twitch and shake — moaning like you're possessed.

“mhmm. you ain’t need that video,” he murmurs against your folds. “you needed me.” you groan at that, arching into his mouth, "fuck— i didddd."

you cum so hard you almost lift fully off the mattress, both hands on his braids, pillowy thighs squeezing tight around his head.

but of course he doesn’t stop. he rides your orgasm out with his mouth still locked on you like glue, slurping up every drop, licking your clit like its for him, only letting up when you’re whining and pushing at his forehead.

he stands, grinning. licking his lips, like he only does when the food was too good, pulling his shirt off. “i told yo ass to wait for me.”

you dont even respond, too dazed. legs trembling. still clutching the sheets. then he flips you over, with a strength you ain't even know he has. you're face down. ass all the way up.

your — his — hoodie still on, all twisted at the waist. panties probably slung on his monitor. he drops his sweats justttt enough. you feel his belly brush your back first, that thick, heavy weight of him grinding up against your ass.

“still wet?” he mutters, dragging the head of his dick between your folds. “yeahhh, why wouldn't yo ass be..” he chuckles, sliding in slow and DEEP.

you can't help but sob into the pillow, feeling so stuffed. he moans behind you. “shit… pussy too good. hits the spot.”

his thrusts are heavy, full-body type, all his weight behind them, shaking the bed frame. his hands grip your waist, then slide down to your ass like he can't help it—grabbing, smacking, massaging between thrusts.

you feel his belly slap against your ass with every stroke, shoved up the bed with the force of a fully grown man.

“you needed this dick that bad, huh?” he pants. “couldn’t wait? had to fuck ya’self while i’m right down the hall like i ain’t been dreaming about this pussy all day?”

you try to answer but all you get out is “i— fuckkkkk— m' myGod—”

he pulls you up by the back of the hoodie, and holds you against his chest while still stroking deep into you from behind, his belly clapping up against your booty. he got one hand massaging your tit under the hoodie, rolling your stiff nipple in between his scorching hot hands. the other is around your throat, lips kissing at your jaw.

“y’know i gotchu, right?” he breathes. “anytime. any fucking place.” all the sudden you're completely empty, flipping onto your back. throwin' both legs up on his shoulders. hes folding you in half. “yeah— gotta remind you who this pussy belong to.”

he starts stroking even deeper now. slow but fucking brutal. you’re clawing at the sheets, crying, his belly pressing into yours like a bumper with every thrust, the bed audibly creaking beneath y'all.

he leans down and sucks at your pebbled buds like he needs them,. then hes leaning back up to wrap his lips around your toes. nasty. loud. sloppy. “unnhh— bae—please—i can’t—” completely unable to get more than a few words out around the punching of his dick reaching a place you could never.

“you got it mami—" he moans, pace picking up, practically chasing your pussy up the bed, “yeah— you got it—”. you cum again. he grins like a mad man. blown pupils locked on your face.

“you gon’ try that shit again, ma?” he asks, breathless. “you gon’ lay up in my bed with your hand in your panties while i’m two rooms over?”

you shake your head, still trembling. he laughs, softly nodding his head. “yeah… s' what i fuckin' thought.”. then he's leaning over to put your toes in his mouth some more. nasty. loud. sloppy.

hes slurping like he ain't just had your legs shaking from the deepest dick you’ve ever taken. his eyes flick up while your manicured toes flex against his tongue. you groan, breathless watching his tongue slip in between them.

“oh— i got you moanin’ from that?” he grins against your foot. “you such a nasty girl for me.” he laughs, his free hand smoothing over your sensitive nipples and down over your supple tummy.

you whimper, face flushed, breath ragged. “baby… i swear to God i can’t—”

he laughs. like you actually cracked a joke. “ma,” he pants, tongue still flicking at the tip of your toe, “you ain’t done. not yet at least.”

he drops your legs and slides out. you bite back a sob at the loss of him inside you. but before you can catch your breath—he flips you again. face smushed into the sheets. again.

he grabs a handful of all that ass, spreads you open with both hands, and spits. nasty and thick. it drips right down your folds— you can feel it— right over your clit, and he rubs it in with two thick fingers. slowly. teasing. like he knows hes doing it justtt right.

“wanted it so bad you fuckin' started without me,” he mutters, low. dangerous. “so now i'ma give it to you until you forget what the fuck you was even watchin’.”

he's sliding back in. and fucks you like it’s what he actually came upstairs to do. no build-up, no restraint. just deep, hungry, punishing strokes. clap. clap. clap.

your pussy's queefing around him, your face pressed into the sheets, drooling, tears wetting the pillow. he grabs your arms and pins them behind your back with one hand, the other pressing on the small of your back to arch you deeper.

“you feel that?” he growls. “feel how deep i'm in you? that’s exactly what you was missin’, huh?”. you cry into the mattress, hiccuping from the pressure, cramping somewhere you can't identify.

“say it.” he breathes, drilling you harder.

“i—i needed it, bae, i swear—”

“you need me,” he snarls, leaning down, teeth brushing your ear. “not no video. not no toys. me.” his hands are everywhere, squeezing at your booty, at your tits, tweaking your nipples, running down your back.

you nod frantically. “i need you—i do—”

he grabs your throat from behind, pulls you up again, his body flushed to your back, his stomach heavy and hot against you. he reaches around and starts rubbing your clit again, panting, mouthing at your shoulder.

its not soft. not teasing. its the most purposeful pressure you've ever felt. “you gon’ cum on this dick again,” he breathes, voice hot over your ear. “and you not gon’ stop til i tell you to.”. your moans fall the fuck apart. you’re begging now. pleading with him. that tight coil in your stomach threatening to snap again.

and it does. quick as fuck. you scream his name as you cum so hard your body jerks in his grip. seizing up, legs trembling, whole body wracked.

and his ass still doesn’t pull out. he strokes you through it. rubs you through it, so much pressure on your poor overstimulated clit. your hands scramble for some part of him—anything—to hold onto.

“shit…” he moans, slowing his harsh thrusts just enough to let your brain reboot. “you came so hard you almost ran from me.”

you try to speak. can’t get a word out, still so full, so you just sigh. he grins. “yeah… keep tryna do this shit without me... see how that works out.” he chokes out still fucking thrusting, like his life depends on it. then finally—finally— he cums with a deep, broken growl.

he slams in one last time, buried so deep you swear you feel it in your chest, his belly fitted into the deep arch in your back. you catch your breath as you feel the warmth fill you, and drip out so thick. he leans over, lips brushing your shoulder. still twitching inside you.

“now you're done.”

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[hbheavensent]

Beelzebub/Vortex

Boy oh boy they are so deceptively healthy!!! Let's get into it ⋆.˚

For Bee's design, I really wanted to keep her general "overwhelming" look. I've always sorta loved how Beelzebub looks, it makes a lot of sense for the Gluttony Sin to be A LOT to look at. That being said, I took away her fire motif as that is sorta given to too many characters and I changed her colors to match her "formal" look (which I HEAVILY prefer). I also put a little splatter marking around her mouth like she has food on her muzzle, which I think is sorta cute :333 ALSO I wanted to bring in the BEE in her design, esp her Big Fuckoff Demonic form. So I turned her normal tail into a little stinger in both looks and kept the antenna on her ears. I also decided a horrible maw of teeth on the underside of her tummy is a good move, just in general it adds some body horror. Also, naturally, I put some meat on her bones and she will no longer be ✨weirdly fatphobic✨. She can be chubby and still the hottest girl in the room and it's weird that she was skinny in the first place. As for her personality, I still want her to be surface level very pleasant and fun loving. For sure some mean girl vibes and very manipulative as all temptations are. She's the type to get someone high and one they're having a Shitty Time to leave them alone because they're a "buzzkill". Her dating Vortex is a majority because she's bored and she's had other partners in the past. Of all of the sins she's the one that "hangs with the color class" the most. Once Vortex doesn't scratch that itch for her, she'll be gone pretty quickly without a any real explanation. She's always chasing honey so to speak, a new high. I also wanted to focus in on her making The Pounds in Gluttony for Hellhounds, like I touched on in Loona's post. She not only is the reason for so many orphans/unwanted Hellhound pups, making parents of these kids be in compromised positions and having them addicted to substances, but she also made the shithole that the pups would go to. And while there's something to be said about her making the thing in the first place, she only cared enough to create the idea and not monitor it, why would she? Hellhounds live and die so fast, she's eternal, it's a speck to her despite her having more empathy than most sins.

At the very least, she's not judgmental, she knows that it certainly isn't her place to be. This is also probably a good place to talk a bit about what I'm doing WITH the sins. I'm going with the telling of them being former Angels that fell after The Apple Thing. Lucifer being the only one acting of his own volition to DO The Apple Thing and basically groom Lilith and Eve into a relationship before they even had FREE WILL (why does not one talk about that?? help????) Anyway, Bee was the third to fall and it was mostly due to messing with Earth's Plants and MAKING illicit substances able to be made. * I MIGHT change that, since in The Bible, Beelzebub falls because they go against Adam's wishes but it doesn't make sense with the timeline I'm workin with * The Sins are destined to be what they are the second Sin is created, Beelzebub can't help how she acts as much as Mammon couldn't help picking up a dollar on the ground. It's a compulsion at the end of the day and an eternal punishment that SOME have taken better than others. Bee is a prime example of leaning into it fully and trying to keep upbeat, sure she may never see Heaven again but she's having a hell of a time. Just hope she never gets sober or has a party go poorly because THAT is when it's dangerous. (I plan to showcase this eventually and give her a reason to dislike Loona/Blitz). But there's more Sin Stuff to get into laterer and NOT right now. AS FOR VORTEX, my sweet boy. I always really liked how normal he was in cannon. Just a Good Dude who can be a bit silly, which is exactly the type of guy Bee would go for (this century). Vortex comes from an Actually Together Family in the Lust ring and still works for Verosika as a guard when she's in Hell (currently reworking succubus magic so we'll get there when we get there). So, due to his family, Vortex is accidentally sort of ignorant of how MOST Hellhounds live. Loona has a earring in her ear where her Pound Tag was ripped out, Vortex has a earring there because he saw a bunch of other Hellhounds doing that and only realized after that fact because of Loona WHY Hellhounds have earrings there. Vortex also sorta fell into this relationship with Bee, and he very much sees it more seriously than she does. I don't think Loona talking to him about it would be enough to convince him that Bee is a bad person, sorta has rose colored lenses on for his girlfriend, but this is a DOOMED relationship. For Vortex's look, I didn't change much really- I just realized he looks SO much like Loona. Literally "siblings or dating". So. That sums up what I did with him besides what's literally in the image.

AND as a treat for such a longggg post-

Here's the silly height lineup we have so far

[darknight3904]

not sure if your taking requests.. but I was thinking Tommy millerx fem reader Jackson era, maybe Tommy and reader are patrol partners and he gives her some shooting practice and they end up fucking against a tree and he’s super sweet with his words, talking her through it💗

All Mine Now

Jackson!Tommy x Fem!Reader

Summary: While on patrol, you and Tommy get a bit distracted...

Warnings: Language, Smut so 18+, An extreme amount of pet names.

Shout out to Gabriel Luna's Instagram for the hot forest pic.

Word Count: 2.1k

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The sweet songs of birds fill your ears as the grass tickles your skin. Warm sunshine hung overhead, and the snorts of your tied-off horses came from behind you. It was the perfect spring day, ideal for a long walk and an even longer session of sitting on the old rocking chair that lived on your porch and creaked when you moved. Perhaps you could crack that book open, the one that’s been gathering dust on your nightstand for weeks now, a glass of lemonade in your hand, the picture-perfect day. 

The loud crack of a rifle has you jumping.

The birds you’d been enjoying scatter into the sky as a whoop of joy comes from the man beside you. Tommy Miller had just taken out another infected, probably his millionth one. 

“See any others?” He asks 

You huff and shake your head, not even bothering to lift the binoculars to your eyes. 

“You ain’t even lookin’.” Tommy points out, nodding to your hands

You groan and push them up to your eyes, scanning the valley below you, “There’s no more, you win, Tommy.” 

Tommy pushes himself up out of the dirt, offering his hand to you, which you gladly take. He hoists you up with ease, one hand still holding his rifle, the other locked tightly around your hand, a swarm of butterflies filling your belly at the demonstration of pure strength. 

“Think that’s enough for today, let's get back home and write out our reports. Outta make a note about keeping an eye on this valley, make sure there’s no hoards coming through here.” Tommy says as the two of you climb atop your horses. 

The steady clop clop clop of your horse's feet fills your ears as you and your patrol partner ride through the forest in silence. There’s so much you want to say to him, how long has he been shooting, how many infected has he killed, how many normal people has he killed, what’s it like to make the perfect headshot? Of course, his playful gaze has you practically shrinking away, too nervous to even ask one of your many questions. 

“What’s the matter? You’re always quiet, but today it’s like a funeral. Talk to me, girl! He nudges you with his foot as his horse strays closer to yours 

A smile works it’s way across your face at his voice, fuck he was perfect. You’d had a major crush on Tommy since you first ended up in Jackson. After he found you in the ski lodge and brought you back from the brink of starvation, you’d basically been in love with him, always looking for him at events, praying for a patrol shift with him, or even just going out of your way to bake him cookies and show up at his home with them. 

You’re pretty sure he sees you as a little sister or something. Sure, he’d been in a relationship with Maria, a pretty councilwoman, but that had ended nearly a year ago, Tommy had said to you that the two of them had just grown apart, Maria’s council duties making it hard to see each other except late at night when they were both exhausted from the day. Since then, you hadn’t taken note of any woman or man around Tommy in a romantic sense. Sure, there was that time he’d run across Jackson and into some old guy's arms, turns out that was his big brother, you’d felt pretty stupid after that presumption. All you knew was that Tommy definitely didn’t see you as a romantic partner, in his eyes you were probably some annoying girl who baked shitty cookies and couldn’t shoot to save her life. 

“Can you teach me to shoot?” The question tumbles out of your mouth before you can even think about it. 

Tommy’s brows shot up in surprise, apparently he hadn’t been expecting that either. 

“Uh, yeah, I can teach you to shoot, got some time tomorrow afternoon if y’wanna-” 

“No, like..right now.” You say 

Tommy gives you a pensive look, like he thinks you’re losing it. 

“C’mon, please….” You flash him a smile, practically batting your eyelashes at him. 

“Alright fine,” He laughs, “There ain’t no way to deny a face like that.”

A frustrated sigh leaves your lips. This was harder than it looked, or perhaps Tommy was just really damn good with a gun. You’d shot his rifle nearly 20 times now, each time missing the empty can of beans he’d propped up on a fallen tree stump. Your horse, Mattie, snorts loudly, you’re pretty sure she’s laughing at you, probably gonna take the gossip back to the other horses so they can laugh at you tonight over a bale of hay. 

“You’re flinching.” Tommy points out, standing beside you, “You nervous or something? It’s not gonna bite you.” 

No, no you weren’t nervous because the gun was in your hands, you were nervous because Tommy was watching your every move, and now he was standing so fucking close, readjusting your arms as he talks, his words going straight to your core. What the fuck was he even saying, something about elbows, all you knew was that he looked damn good doing it. 

“Are you listening? You could hurt yourself if you’re not careful.” Tommy says, looking down at you 

“Oh, uh yeah I’m listening.” You lie right to his pretty face. 

A mischievous glint flashes in your patrol partner’s eyes, a smirk working its way across his handsome features, the sunlight hitting him just right as it streams through the tall trees of whatever forest you’re standing in right now. 

“Oh, I know what’s going on, here.” He says, a teasing tone falling out of his mouth, “You don’t really wanna learn to shoot, do ya?” 

“What? Yes I do, it’s an important skill to have in the world we live in. What if someone-mmph” 

Tommy’s lips are pressed to yours in a perfect kiss. He pulls the gun from your hands, dropping it somewhere in the leaves and ferns that grow on the forest floor. Patchy facial hair tickles your upper lip as he deeps the kiss, his hand coming up to cup your face. 

“Fuck, been waiting so long to do that.” Tommy sighs when he pulls away 

“Wait, really?” You nearly fall over 

“Course. You’re fucking gorgeous, baby.” He compliments 

Your face heats up as you squirm under his gaze, mumbling with a soft voice, “I didn’t think you liked me like that.” 

“Are you kidding? How the hell could I not?” Tommy asks 

“I dunno..I um” 

Before you can formulate the rest of your sentence, Tommy’s pushing you, your back hitting a tree with a small umph leaving your lips upon impact. His hands fiddle with the waist of your jeans, fingers gently tugging at the zipper, “Let me show you, how much I like you like that.” 

“O-Okay.” You nervously hum, hands resting on his broad shoulders 

Your jeans are pulled down to your ankles, the air making you shiver. Tommy’s big hand, inches it’s way beneath the waistband of your panties. A hiss escapes your mouth when his finger runs through your slit, your body already soaked for him. 

“Shh, you’re alright.” Tommy coos, a kiss pressing into your hairline as he deftly begins to unravel you 

“T-Tommy…” You groan as he rubs circles around your clit with his thumb, his other two fingers pushing into your cunt 

“You’re soaked.” He grins above you, “Shooting a gun makes you wet?” 

“No, it’s, fuck, it’s you.” You admit breathily 

“Me shooting makes you wet?” Tommy teases 

“No, I meant…that you, you’re…” 

You can’t think of what to say, his fingers are stealing the words from your mouth. Fuck you’re desperate, it’d been so damn long since someone besides yourself had done this. 

“Don’t worry, sweet girl, I get it, not gonna tease ya anymore.” 

His deep southern drawl fills your ears as the world spins, he’s turned you to face the tree now, pressing his hardness up against your soaked panties, “This okay?” 

He’s asking so nicely, you know that if you deny him, he’ll back off, take you right back to Jackson, and give you space. Thank fuck that’s not what you want. 

“It’s okay, more than okay actually.” You admit embarrassed 

“I figured.” He chuckles, his hands gently pulling the last bit of clothes off your lower half, “Gonna go slow, don’t wanna hurt you.” 

You nod, your hands pressed against the rough wood of the tree, wiggling your hips in anticipation. There's a jingle of a belt buckle followed by the sound of rustling fabric, and then he’s pushing into you. A yelp leaves your throat, you sound like a kicked puppy but you can’t help it, he’s so fucking deep you’re sure’s rearranging your guts. 

A wet kiss is pressed to the nape of your neck, “You’re alright, sweetheart, I gotcha. Gonna make it feel good for ya.” 

You blindly nod, focused on the way he fills and stretches you out so perfectly. 

“M’ gonna start moving now, let me know if it’s too much.” 

It’s too much and not enough all at once. Slow deep thrusts in and out have your head spinning as you arch your back, his name falling from your lips like it’s the last thing left in your mind. 

“Please, please, please-” You wail, unsure of what you really want 

“It’s alright,” He coos, “I know what you need.” 

Tommy’s hips speed up just a bit, and his cock brushes something inside you that nearly has you screaming. You clench down on him, unsure of what to do now. 

“W-Wait, ‘s too much, somethings w-wrong.” You breathlessly mutter, pleasure is thumbing through every inch of your body, it’s never felt this good before. 

“It’s alright, baby, just hittin the right spots,” Tommy murmurs, “Christ, c’mere.” 

He turns you around again, kicking your pants off, he hoists you up so your legs are wrapped around his waist, your back to the tree. His heavy cock pushes back into you as you both groan loudly. 

“You’re fucking perfect, honey. Never felt a pussy like this before, perfect, fucking girl.” Tommy groans, his face tucked into the crook of your neck 

“T-Tommy, I feel funny, I’m gonna-” 

More rapid thrusts are pushing up against that secret spot in your body as you moan unabashedly, hands tangled in Tommy’s unruly hair. He works a hand between your bodies, a finger rubbing circles on your clit that creates pleasure that has your head spinning. 

“It’s alright,” He says, sucking at the delicate skin of your neck, “Go ahead sweet girl, I got ya. Cum, it’s alright.” 

You shudder and you’re pretty sure you’re about to rip his hair out of his head as you cum, your body buzzing with pleasure as you climax. 

“There it is,” He hums, “Good girl, cumming all over this dick…Fucking hell, I’m close” 

His hips speed up, roughly shoving themselves against you as you quake above him, riding out your orgasm as he coos in your ear, whispering what a good fucking girl you are. You mourn the loss of him as he pulls out, cum shooting onto your stomach and spent cunt. 

Tommy’s sweaty forehead rests against yours as he lets you down, his heaving chest matching your own as he rides his own orgasm out. Your legs tremble as your feet meet the forest floor, feeling more newborn deer than woman as you cling to him, hoping he won’t let you fall on your ass half naked and dripping in his spend. His belt clinks as he pulls his pants back up, his gaze fixed on you with concern. 

“Fuck, m’ sorry.” He says when he feels your hands fist his shirt, he drops to the ground before pulling you into his lap, “Was too rough.” 

“You were perfect,” You assure him, placing a soft kiss to his cheek, “I’ve never had sex like that.” 

“What, like out in the forest?” He asks 

“No, like…that good.” You admit

A smile works its way across his face, his hand pulling a bandana from his pocket, wiping his cum from your body, “Thanks for the good review, you should put it up on Yelp.” 

You toss your head back and laugh, fuck it was so stupid but you were giddy as he held you here on the forest floor. 

“We gotta get back home, it’s gonna get dark soon.” Tommy hums, a kiss pressing into your collarbone

He helps you stand back up, pulling your jeans back on your body and even buttoning them for you, his hands tickling as they brush your belly. 

“When we get back, things aren’t gonna go back to how they were, right?” You ask 

“Course not, you think I’m letting you out of my sight after all this?” Tommy smiles, “It’s gonna be you and me, sweetheart, you’re all mine now.”

Hope this is what you were thinking of, anon!

[an-3moia]

Rainy Days

Context: Just a random 1shot I wrote inspired from random nature-under-the-rain pictures I scrolled through on Facebook.

"You don't like the rain?"

"No."

The sweet sounds of giggles echoes in the air along with the sound of rain as the raven haired girl dances around the grassy field under the grey sky. Droplets of water dripping down from dark clouds floating upon the couple’s heads, tapping lightly on their skin and clothes, making everything feels a tad bit colder and wetter. He stared at her small figure meekly stepping on the water puddles, seemingly enjoying the way the surface ripples whenever she set foot on it. The man has never seen her this giddy before, almost child-like with how excited she is at the moment. 

Hell, he rarely sees her react to anything at all. This is the first time after all the nightmarish events that happened back at her old home. And after seven months of stalking her, albeit all the crazy shit they’ve been through basically why she looks so out of it these days, he kind of misses seeing her happy if he's being honest.

"Why would anyone hate the rain?"

She asked him, almost innocently.

"It's wet. Gloomy. Pretty depressing." 

Replied the hooded man as he silently observing his little sweetheart-of-a-victim started jumping over the puddles and nearly tripping herself a few times. Why in the living hell was he standing here, tolerating her childish joyful moment under the rain at the risk of getting them both sick again? Since when did he get so soft around her like this? He could've just swiftly drugs her and bring her back to The Boss immediately if he knew any better, yet he just... didn't.

"Well…” The shorter girl trailed. “It brings me comfort. Never leaving me alone with my thoughts, keeping me company as long as It's allowed to stay."

The older male quirks a brow at her voice, tilting his head to the side the moment she stops splashing water under her boots, curious to know what kind of thoughts has been running inside that pretty little head of hers. He shifts his weight on the other leg, folding his arms then gives her a look, silently motioning her to elaborate.

"I think It was just as lonely.” Mumbled the girl as she stared up at the crying sky. “Maybe It wanted a friend, a company to share a quick moment before It's gone again."

She turns back to look at him, a twinge of melancholy appears inside her dark eyes. A soft smile splattered on her tired face then, the same smile that warmed up, and still bringing the same warmth to his cold heart after all these months of knowing each other.

"I wanted to be there for It, just like when It was for me."

Ah.

Damn her for being such a sweet soul. She's making this mission even more difficult than it already should've been.

"... Yer' hella weird."

An dramatic, offended gasp was heard.

"Am not!"

“Are too.”

The hooded man sighs and chuckles, shaking his head at the now-pouty female's antics. His southern accent slips up as he slowly starts to relax. Brian ran a hand through his wet hair, taking a deep breath before deciding to give in and join Alex in her fun.

He shouldn't have gotten close to her. He should NEVER have gotten close to any of their victims at all, it will only make everything more difficult to handle later on if things go south. But then there he is, poking fun and acting like he didn't drag her into this shithole himself and ruining her life like the bastard he always has been, as if they were just normal friends having their wacky moment under the rain with each other.

“You’re a meanie.” The girl grumbles under her breath, lightly kicking the puddle to splash water at him as he approaches her slowly, a smug expression present on his face.

“Trust me when I say ya don’t even know the half of it, sugar.” 

The tall male smirks, reaching a hand out to pet her head in a (teasingly) condescending manner, making the usual stoic girl frown at him before swatting his hand away with a grumpy demeanor. This only makes him laugh harder from how adorable she looks in his eyes.

“Not funny, Brian.”

“Can’t help it, lil’ dove.”

For the time being, he thinks it’s probably the best to just sit back and relax before the storm actually comes crashing on the both of them. Who knows how long peaceful moments like these can last?

English is not my first language, hope you guys don't mind a few grammar errors here and there</3 For anyone that's reading this, thank you so much!! Hope you all enjoyed and have a good day/night<33

[ingenuitique]

this was probably the rookie’s strongest episode of the season (i don’t remember if there were others but I genuinely enjoyed it sm today). they handle multiple cop plotlines so well it truly felt like before (idk before what but i also sort of do know the exact issue they have). positives first - i loved lucy and celina’s plot, it was fun to see them just be badass, saving the day (lucy especially THAT’S MY GIRL crashing through windows fr). i am really glad they put Tim back in the TO roles because he might be good as a sergeant but he really shines with his interpersonal dynamics and I love seeing Tim and Miles (they’ve managed to nail another TO-Rookie dynamic which is basically my favourite thing about the show anyway). even the last few episodes where they show what a great teacher Tim is, because he understands his rookies and what they need.

The Tim-Angela scene was cute too, Tim being one of the girls is always fun to see reiterated.

I also liked seeing Miles take on something like this. He really loves his job so it’s nice to see him have individual storylines too. I don’t know where they’d eventually go with this whole Nyla cop reform storyline but it’s an important conversation so I’m happy to see it.

I honestly don’t mind that Tim and Lucy are not “together” because they basically… are? They’re not looking to date other people, they are just sort of both waiting for things to fall into place career wise (and Lucy needs time to trust him again which is completely understandable so like this is a great place for chenford to be in idk)

Also them winning the game ahah Tim as captain was a guaranteed win that man cares about the game too much.

Andd a random prediction I have (also sort of wish) that whoever sent that guy to Tim’s house is how Tim ends up with a near death experience this season… like gimme it. Come on.

Now the negatives:

First of all they REALLY need to give wopez a storyline this season because literally everyone else is doing something and they had that random cop-has-a-crush-on-angela story that ended up being nothing anyway and then nothing!! give me something! I miss them, I wanna see them!

i am glad lucy addressed the true crime thing but i also sort of found it uncomfortable cause lucy was, quite literally, a victim of a serial killer too… she just lived through it and idk maybe they’ve just forgotten it? And i don’t understand the point of removing lucy from the final scene too… everyone was there they actively made it a point to not have her there is there some eventual plot there or what

the first scene of Bailey trash talking Nolan was so?? Like it was objectively bad acting there was no emotion in the way she was saying stuff idk i was so confused.

The Amazon Prime plugin reminded me of 9-1-1 instantly and was literally the only thing I liked about the scene oops?

Also… I HATE that they got zero consequences for aiding a hitman for Jason? Like uh… their relationship constraint barely existed, there was no moral ambiguity. I was expecting at least SOME plot about Nolan being confused in a crucial moment of whether he should let Malvado go… i was totally convinced it will happen, Malvado will slip from his hands and Nolan will have some moral crisis if he was genuinely outsmarted or if he let him go to save Bailey like at least that would make it more interesting? Why is there no actual threat? Why is it that conveniently Angela is the one who killed him so there’s no reason for Nolan to even be in the picture? There was so much scope and they did nothing with it just throwaway line about him maybe threatening them?? Show don’t tell? Idk what I’m saying but it was so anti climactic. Even Nolan being the one who shoots him and questioning if he did it because the situation called for it or because he wanted to “get rid of the evidence”.

[balanceoflightanddark]

Hey, I know that the recent comic has gotten everyone down and out of sorts about Azula’s and the treatment form the bigwigs towards both Azula and subset of fans, it was quite a disappointing in many aspects.

Have you ever played Skyrim? Well one of my favorite characters in that game is Paarthurnax. Who was at one point dragon that enforced his elder brother Alduin’s tyranny over the Nordic populace of Skyrim, and helped his brother shirk his duty in ushering in the end of the Kalpa. Until though various reasons (including divine intervention…) he changed his ways and joined the Nords in their just rebellion.

After the war was won he sought seclusion and a life of contemplation and isolation on the “throat of the world” (the tallest mountain in the game lore). Almost like he was a medieval Stylite. Though the fact he was a dragon with wings does kind of take away from that a bit…

So Paarthurnax was an actual remorseful Philsopher who lived life as a hermit of sorts. Basically becoming the Iroh like figure the ATLA fandom likes to pretend Iroh is.

But during the game Paarthurnax says an amazing quote that stuck with me "What is better: to be born good or to overcome your evil nature through great effort?".

So Azula was a bully as a kid, whoopty fuckin doo. That doesn’t change that she fought and bled for her nation, was prepared to sacrifice her own life at multiple points in the story (such as during the eclipse for example or at the Air Temple) for its betterment (or at least was she was taught would be the Fire Nations betterment). In a similar vein to how Iroh did. Only much more successfully and bloodlessly.

Because while I reject the silly fandom notion that she was born wholly and utterly evil, she was raised in the Fire Nation’s imperial system. And has to overcome that taught imperialistic beliefs through “great effort” (which I think is happening to do in your story).

So anyway, this was my long winded way of saying, thank you for writing an awesome story (though ongoing) and we can all (or at least I am) consider to be the actual canon and ending for Azula!

Thanks for the response. I AM working on Chapter 24. It's just I had a lot of work this week and I've got a project for school. Finals are coming up, and I want to focus on that a bit. I'll still try to fit in as much work as I can.

Anyways, the comic. Yeesh. Do I even need to say anything about what a mess that was? I'm just shocked that they made almost every Fire Nation character, sans Azula, unlikable at this point. Which is incredible. We have two victims of abuse (Ursa and Zuko), an old regretful general (Iroh), two girls mistreated by the system (Mai and Ty Lee), and a toddler (Kiyi). You'd have to go out of your way to make those characters insufferable, yet somehow they found a way. On accident. By their creators. That's got to be near impossible odds, isn't it? Somebody do the math for me. I need to know.

It would almost be awe-inspiring if it weren't so rage-inducing. And they didn't go out of their way to insult Azula's fans. And they didn't pretend these guys were the pinnacle of morality or something.

Which is part of the reason I love Paarthurnax so much. There's a good reason why he's my favorite character in Skyrim, and he's a fan favorite overall. Simply put, he basically is what people would imagine Iroh to be. He formerly supported his brother Alduin in subjugating mortals before turning against him. When we meet him in-game, he's become enlightened and offers to guide the Dragonborn in the way of the Voice.

Here's what makes him compelling: Paarthurnax knows damn well what he did was wrong. He knows that people won't forgive him like the Blades if they find out who he is and admits he'd do the same if he were in their shoes. Hell, he's correct in saying that trusting a dragon like him is a big gamble. But that's what makes him compelling. Rather than giving into his instinct to dominate and his background of oppressing others, Paarthurnax sought to meditate and work on addressing his issues. He used to look down on mortals, so he befriends mortals and aids them in their time of need. He used the Voice to dominate the "weak", so he teaches others the Voice and establishes the Greybeards on how the Voice should be used. He aided Alduin, and so he willingly aided the heroes the first time around, aids the Dragonborn in their quest to stop his brother, and fights Alduin himself when they cross paths.

Paarthurnax knows he can do evil, so he makes damn sure that the chances of that happening are slim. "What is better: to be born good or to overcome your evil nature through great effort?". There is a reason that quote is so poignant. He's saying that anybody can overcome their dark side if they work on it, and it's more rewarding to actually tackle their problems instead of ignoring them.

It's what an Azula redemption arc should be about. She should acknowledge her dark side and that she's a bad person, but resolve to try and fix it. She's already halfway there. She's questioning herself in the mirror scene. Even in the comics, it's shown she is willing to change her behavior and bury her grudges if given the opportunity. The problem is that she doesn't see herself as worth salvaging, and nobody is willing to argue against her. That's the ultimate tragedy and something that could work for almost all the Fire Nation characters. How do you be good when you've done so much wrong? Zuko's struggled with it. Iroh's struggled with it. So why not Azula and all the rest?

That's what I hope to accomplish with my story. She's not there yet and she's going to be making some mistakes in the coming chapters. But I'm hoping to get her there. Thank you so much for the ask and I hope to get back to working on the fic as soon as I can.

[makowo]

Hi welcome to my pjeg romance/kinda sexuality headcanons. explanations and further insights for each are under the cut 👇 not too many complex thoughts but do know that i have an aromanticism bias

Grace and Wolfgang: I don't think there's much to say here. Both have taken a look around and decided they do just like the opposite gender (each other). Grace definitely did more exploration of this than Wolfgang when she was younger, but both are pretty set in their ways. If we factor multishipping into this though then Grace has smth goin on with Eloise that's not so nice for either of them, but I don't think it's enough to warrant a change in labels. Transfem Wolfgang is also possible but I don't feel strongly enough about it to think it warrants a change in labels here.

Ingrid: Less stubborn about her preferences, she just has other things to worry about and lacks the time to explore her options more thoroughly. I don't think she's particularly attracted to anyone because she views herself as more of a mother/authority figure than in a position to have romantic partners. I don't ship her with anyone either, so she stays straight.

Jett: A beautiful bear that deserves the world. I could see him previously flirting with some other drivers before/after races, but has put his love life as a much lower priority due to his accident. Keeps an upbeat mood, but is more scared of actually fooling around with other people like that bcs the topic of his appearance is inevitable. Dawnteago or Jettmon will win out in the end though 🙏 in my mind. Might like Mark but Mark does not like him back.

Jean: Literally has a line about being "YMCA at sea." He's a ship captain that has lots of alone time around strong men and surely has needs. Man-liker through and through.

Ulysses: Okay here's how the lesbian part of this category factors in. He's a transfem lesbian in the making she just needs the time to think on it (which she doesn't get the time for).

Kai: Now he HAS explored a lot of his options just by nature of being on the internet. Says he's bi for clout when he's like 15 and then it comes true. Definitely still feels a little weird about liking men because of the lingering identity crisis.

Eloise: She was the hardest placement on this entire list. I don't think I have a strong enough grasp of her to feel confident about anything else though! Her being bi borders more on her not caring, but it feels like too much to put her in the uncaring category bcs she Does care. Idk idk. She's a situation.

Diana: Pansexual ^_^ She's very open to her possibilities and accepting of whoever, since her whole job is basically about prettying up anyone she meets.

Desmond: I think he also has an open mind but doesn't have his mind on who he's attracted to, really. He kind of gets along with most people, so he makes his judgements when people approach him, rather than considering if he should approach other people. If he enters a relationship though, he's gonna have to do some major restructuring of his routine, for obvious reasons.

Damon: The man of the hour, but also the most simple. I will be clear that I'm partially projecting and think that he's an aromantic bisexual because I am also that, BUT. I think he also just really struggles to feel romantic/sexual attraction in general. He doesn't like having to get close to other people, so he's very difficult to want and has a hard time wanting. Feeling romantic attraction takes a very long time for him under normal circumstances*, but when it hits, it hits hard. *Desmond is the exception. Damon likes him the moment he meets him and it spirals into a serious crush in a matter of days. Takes him so long to actually realize that he's feeling romantic love though.

Eva: Girl who has been neglected and unloved and self-isolates sooooooo god damn much. Doesn't feel any romantic attraction to other people and thinks of it as a waste of time. Pretty mean about the topic of romance until she's had friends for a while and feels more confident about herself. Gets into an aro4aro relationship with Cassidy, I know this in my heart.

Cassidy: Never has her mind on romance, and gets pretty awkward about it when she sees it or it's brought up in conversation. She does not know why for a while and plays it off. Maybe someone confesses to her and she's like "... Yeah, sure! Let's give it a try!" and then immediately feels bad bcs she doesn't feel aaaaanyyyyything for them besides like, being friends. Takes about a month to end that whole issue, and she loathes talking about it. Later on she latches onto Eva though, and they eventually agree on a low stakes friend-relationship thing, where they can just be friends but they're allowed to hold hands and casually kiss each other whenever they want. That's my Cass thoughts I hope u liked and enjoyed 👍

Mark: Okay. Can't say I have much to say for him. Might be gay, might be aro, kind of flip-flopping on it. Mark is my least favorite so as much as I do still like him, my thoughts on him are minimal.

Tozu: "Are you gay?" "The only way I get my thrills is through the chills that run down your spines when I walk into the room. Thank you for asking ^_^!"

Mara: No character yet. Next year 🙏 We'll see.

Wenona: I think she's gotten so many questions about this that it's wrapped around to complete apathy towards the idea of labels. Gets with Ulysses after she decides she's trans, but ultimately Wenona settles on the answer that she is "neutral to everyone, and more focused on business than her personal life."

[ecargmura]

Wind Breaker Episode 15 Review - The Tamed Wild Beast

One thing I like about Wind Breaker is that Sakura isn’t the one beating up the arc boss. In the Shishitoren, he fought Togame who is Choji’s second-in-command while Umemiya was the one who fought the leader. In the current Keel arc, Sakura isn’t the one to defeat Natori, despite wanting to do so. That honor goes to Kaji. The reason why Sakua is not fighting the final arc boss is because of both circumstances and development. He couldn’t fight Choji because that’s Umemiya’s duty as leader of Bofurin. What kind of leader would want to make a dude from who knows where be the one to defeat a notorious gang boss? For Keel, he gets humbled by Kaji because he’s taking on too much at once and it was getting to his head as he couldn’t focus on wanting to protect his classmates and trying to beat the snot out of Takeru. Those two instances are Sakura learning the small steps of leadership.

If you think this Keel arc is too short, it’s because it is. Despite that, the fight choreography is amazing. Like, I get why Clover Works took a year to get this season out because they’re focusing a lot on the choreography (and they also got a ton of projects like the newest arc of Black Butler that is also airing in the same season as WB). The way Sakura and the major first years beat their opponents was so cool.

I did mention that the opponents the first years face are all people the total opposite of them. Sakura vs Takeru is that of a noble vs unfair fight in that Sakura fights by himself without the need to use underhanded tactics like how Takeru did by instilling fear into other Keel members to try and attack Sakura. That resulted in him getting beaten up by him with one punch before Sakura shifts his target to the other mooks. Tsugeura vs Kirishima is basically a matchup between a talkative guy and a quiet guy as the latter is a man of few words. On top of that, Kirishima was the first to fight without the need of his weapon as he started fist fighting Tsugeura before getting knocked out. Sugishita vs Mogami is a match up of David and Goliath but this time, Goliath wins. I did like how he grabbed Mogami’s ankles and slammed him onto the ground before Sugishita dealt the final blow. Then, there’s the Kiryu vs Kaga fight where both are polar opposites in every way. I liked how Kiryu taunted his opponent by saying he’ll be b*tchless if he keeps up the tough manly macho guy act as girls hate it. For Suo vs Tone, it’s kind of hard to pinpoint what makes them opposites, but I do like to think that Suo was fighting to protect Nirei and now that Nirei got hurt, he’s lashing out. Tone, on the other hand, doesn’t seem to use other mooks or have someone worth fighting for.

Now, the highlight of the episode is definitely Kaji vs Natori. Natori is the leader of Keel and a violent, psychopathic guy who instills fears into his underlings and relishes it. While Kaji isn’t the leader of Bofurin, he’s the Grade captain of the second years and basically in a position higher than Sakura in terms of hierarchy. Kaji had a past of being like a rampaging feral beast but he hated that side of him. Hiiragi is the one who managed to tame him and that’s how he became the way he is today. While Natori did egg him on to become the violent beast he once was, he still manages to stay as he is, showing their major difference—Kaji can control himself while Natori cannot. The way Kaji was like he wished he could’ve done one more punch to make ten like he promised Sakura was so cold. Like he could’ve done so when Natori was still unconscious, but he’s better than that.

There were two aspects of this fight I liked. The first is using the vicinity to their advantage. Kaji shows off how nimble he is by doing backflips on the rails and even uses a hanging rope to swing himself so that he can get the right trajectory to kick Natori. When I read that part in the manga, I was amazed because it’s so much different from the Shishitoren arc where it’s just hand-to-had combat in a enclosed space. Keel’s base being an abandoned warehouse does mean there’s more room to do crazy stuff like make holes in the wall and rope swinging. The second is Junya Enoki’s voice acting as Natori. Can’t you believe this is actually Enoki’s FIRST time voicing a villain? Enoki, you should start auditioning for villains because you were AMAZING as the sleazy and psychotic Natori. Like, why haven’t you gotten villain roles sooner?

Poor Anzai got knocked out early on and had to sit out for the rest of the fight, but a win is a win for Furin. I’m glad that he got to save Nagato. Hopefully, the next episode will show the tearful reunion between the childhood friends. Overall, this was a great episode. I can’t wait for Thursday to come so that there’s more Wind Breaker. What are your thoughts on this episode?

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thirteen ; truth be told

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friday evening, november 8th, 3:00 pm

vega went back upstairs, finding malerie sitting in camille's seat. vega scoffed, watching mal finish eating camille's unfinished bowl of mac n cheese. "what!" mal cried. "she's not gonna finish it!" malerie continued, spooning more into her mouth. vega shook her head and plopped down onto the couch. "cami crisis averted?" vega nods, reaching over and grabbing mal's spoon, taking some for herself. "i think so."

"that's good. when cami's upset it's like no one gets to be happy." vega nodded in agreement. "i just hope chris isn't gonna be mad at either of us. it was my fault really. i should have told her, it just slipped my mind and we were both so busy. school, her dance practice. everything, it just didn't seem all that important to me."

mal hummed. "there are some thing's that are unimportant to you, that are important to the rest of us v." vega groaned, head resting against the soft couch. "i know, i know... everything has just gotten me a little. overwhelmed lately." cami and malerie liked friday's. friday's were the days that vega went to therapy, and on those days vega was always the most zen. they rarely had arguments on fridays (however the next day vega was just as opinionated as before). they got along better. basically, it was the old vega making an appearance just for a short while and the two girls loved it. It meant that she was in there somewhere, and she just needed to be brought out.

"what happened at therapy today?"

"mhmm. well that's kinda what i wanted to talk to you about. it's a little serious." vega sat up straighter, taking the bowl from malerie. "i'm afraid vega, what's going on?"

"i've been lying to you, and to camille. and my mom and everybody." vega's bottom lip quivered. she tugged gently at her earring, malerie caught notice of this and rested a hand on vega's knee. "whatever you need to tell me, i'm here and i'm listening." malerie promised. vega nodded. "i know. it's... it's daniel."

malerie froze, a quiet gasp falling from between her parted lips. "daniel?"

"we call.. once a month. and he called me yesterday and he asked if i could come visit him..." vega trailed off, not being able to look malerie in the eye. mal stayed silent, a fearful look in her eye. mal wanted nothing more than to beat daniel's ass, but she wasn't a teenager anymore and didn't want to land in prison. she knew she could beat his ass too if she wanted. she's beat up other dudes when she was in high school. maybe they weren't her proudest moments, but they were moments that helped her learn to control her anger after being sent to counselors all throughout her education. she's changed since then, she's able to keep her anger under control. except for when it came to people like daniel. those guys weren't safe around her at all.

malerie's silence made vega continue. "he's being let out on good behavior, but the court wants to make sure i guess, that's he's changed. i called the prison after i left therapy and the guard told me that new york state prison is overfilled and they need to let some criminals go. and i guess that daniel just isn't a top priority criminal."

mal was at a complete loss for words. "and he called you? why?" mal could hardly wrap her head around the information. how can prisons even let people go like that? why couldn't they just send him to a different prison? or better, kill him. maybe not kill him, malerie hasn't had her fist in his face yet. "he wants me to come to the hearing." vega's eyes dropped to her lap. malerie gasped again. "but you're not going right? i won't let you. what does dr. tran have to say about this?"

vega's eye's shifted again. "you haven't told her?"

"no, no i told her today. she said that if i did go, i needed to have some support. someone to make sure that if daniel is released, i won't get stuck there with him. he doesn't know i have friends, that i moved out, that i'm enrolled in a school or that i even graduated high school really. he still thinks i'm a poor helpless girl waiting in my moms house for him to come back and save me."

mal bit the nail cover her thumb. this wasn't good, this wasn't good at all. "i'm afraid if i don't go, he'll go after my mother." vega's shoulder's dropped, tears beginning to pour down her cheeks in fear. "i can't do this malerie!"

"shh, girl it's okay." the two embraced momentarily. "i say we go. you, me, cami. we all go and we tell him to fuck off. if he even tries anything, i'll kill him." malerie decided, a slight huff of laughter falling from her lips to ease the tension. "after the trial, we can have a whole girls day and just go back home and relax, explore, see your monuments." malerie nudged vega. "and you really need to break thing's off with him. i can't believe you never stopped talking to him, vega that's exactly why you still are afraid of him, you talk to him all the time!" malerie figured out. vega groaned, wiping her tears away. "i know, i know."

"maybe once you end thing's with him, you'll feel better vega. you haven't gotten better, because you're still keeping him around." vega's head dropped, she held her head in her hands, shielding herself away from malerie's stare. "i know, i know!"

"and maybe you can move on with somebody else." malerie said slowly, looking to the side. vega gasped, raising up from mal's lap. "you're not talking about who i think you're talking about, because if you were to talk about him-"

"okay, settle, settle... i'm just saying v. he's a great guy, and he lives next door, has a nice job. his fans already think you're togather anyway." vega's face became blank. "don't you think once everything settles with daniel, i should, i dunno, actually be single for a while before immediately jumping into action with another guy!" vega screeched, hiding away again.

malerie chuckled, tugging on vega's rolled up hair, in a bun. "i'm just saying, don't close him out v."

vega's eye twicted when she rose up from malerie's lap. "i don't like matt!" she freaked. malerie groaned, feeling like there was a tantrum coming along. malerie stood up, grabbing her bowl from the table and beginning to walk upstairs. vega trailed behind her, makign sure she heard every word falling from her loud lips. "i will never like matt! he's so annoying, sometimes i think i hate him! and his fans, they baby him too much. he fucking 21 for gods sake!" malerie shoved a spoonfull of mac n cheese into her mouth, climbing the stairs with ease. "i hate him! he acts like a child! have you seen him in the car videos and the podcast clips? he thinks he's so tough!" vega huffed, arms crossing over her chest as she followed malerie upstairs.

"you know what's tough, my foot up his-"

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DOUBLE UPDATE KINDA DAY

Also thanks for 70 followers ily 🫶

I made a big mistake and didn’t schedule this so here it is! (3 hours late I’m sorry!)

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Thanks for your breakdown of this! She's definitely connected to them enough for it to be about them. She's also mutuals with the Smolinski's isn't she? I believe Luke and Max played together at one point so that could be the family friend who is best friends with him

I fully believe it was about the Hughes' and I fully believe she was told about the peeing thing. But I'm just not sure if I believe it. The person who told her could either have been lying or have a bad source themselves. It is pretty extreme.

As for the Sasha tiktoks, I don't want to post her account as there are some crazy people on here who'll probably harass her but on one of her accounts she reposted some that were like:

The "this and" trend and it was like: "this and ""it doesn't matter because he was ugly anyway" and "this and "he looks better in person" etc.

Another was was a #womeninmensfields "on my was to love bomb him, hangout, have a sleepover and then ghost him for weeks and then repeat"

Another one was "stay with me" trend. It was like "your friends tell you you're too good for him for a reason" "he's more than active on IG for a reason but won't post you because he doesn't want to" " you never go on dates because he has no intention of actually dating or treating you" and " he will always choose his friends over you despite how "special" you are to him" etc

There are loads more but it basically sounds like she was really into a guy, that maybe her friends didn't approve of, and he messed her around a bit or at least she wanted more than what he was willing to give

Obviously they could be about any guy, loads of young guys treat girls like that, so I don't want to read into it too much but on the small chance it was about him, it does line up with what she said. Particularly as he seems to have a pattern of it. There was speculation with another girl he was linked with that he refused to fly her out to jersey to see him based on some comments on a Tik Tok. One of her friends posted on her tiktoks "I would fly you out to jersey to see me" and someone else respond with a hockey net and stick underneath

i didn’t touch on the potential family-friend connection earlier because i honestly didn’t know enough about the hughes family’s associations to confidently say who it could’ve been... but not gonna lie, after looking into some stuff, the smolinskis seem like a realistic possibility of being the family-friend emma was talking about.

^ but yes, emma (the girl from the podcast) is mutuals with all the smolinski siblings!!! also, her parents are mutuals with their parents too... she definitely has a personal connection to them.

(you can checkout all of their pages) their pretty much all public.

for context, the smolinski family is really close with the hughes family. their dad, bryan smolinski, used to be in the nhl (maybe that’s more known info to some of you than it is to me... like i said, i’m not a hughes bros follower). all of the smolinski siblings and their parents are mutuals with the hughes brothers and their family too. and yes! their son max was teammates with luke at one point, they played together for little caesars from 2017 to 2019.

spot lukey! this is off their dads ig.

so it could actually be emma’s family friend’s youngest son she was talking about being close with “the youngest” alleged hughes. they’re both pretty much the same age, former teammates, and max is mutuals with a good couple of other dudes who are part of that hughes friend circle.

^ regardless, this does prove emma has connections to the hughes family, even if it's not directly.

onto the sasha events:

does sasha have more than one tiktok page? since you said “but on one of her accounts”.

^ i feel like even without the tiktok reposts as extra confirmation, im just confident with the stuff i pieced together it was definetly sasha, she was referencing... and yeah, it’s true... most of these guys really do treat girls like shit, but some people seem so naive about it 😭.

[persona-confessions]

i try not to get too deeply involved with fandom and thus wouldnt touch discourse with a 50 foot pole. i do have my takes on it though. especially since naoto is one of my favorite characters. i gotta get it off my chest.

so basically: i think both extremes of the debate are kinda annoying, just bc man it really isn't that serious stop killing eachother over it. i personally don't like turning a blind eye to what canon tries to put down; my favorite thing to do is try to build off of the foundations it sets. that foundation for naoto is very strong, i'd say.

the problem with naoto's writing comes from a trend most social links in p4 have. they're all about seeking the truth, right? but in basically every case, "accepting the truth" is basically just accepting that "it is what it is" - resolving to play the cards life has given you instead of rushing into changing things.

this isn't necessarily a bad thing. with some stories it works very well. other social links do this a lot better, some of them fumble with it a bit. but with naoto specifically... it's just that applying that mindset to gender is kinda miserable.

if naoto was shown to derive joy from embracing her identity as a woman, i would say yeah, maybe that is good for her. but as persona 4 loves to do, it makes it the brunt of jokes, constantly showing how uncomfortable she is made by it. the only times i can remember her feeling empowered by it are a couple lines in her social link. so no, i do not think her being a woman brings her much joy.

but there is one line in their social link that sticks with me a lot, look at this:

"The title of "detective" became a burden to me… I thought I had no other aspects apart from detective self. But you and the others gave me a reason to be, as neither adult nor man… So, I… I was able to face myself as myself. Before the detective, before the child, before the woman. By spending time with you all, I change, day by day. It frightened me before… But now… With everyone… With you, I can proudly proclaim that I am myself. Nothing more, but nothing less."

this quote is so good. this is how i read it: naoto does not like labels defining him, at all. naoto wants to be seen as naoto first and foremost; not as a detective, or a woman, or a child, or even a man. he just wants to be himself.

the point i make with this is i think naoto's storyline is a big Fuck You to gender altogether. it can be seen as a critique of how much of an emphasis is put on gender everyday, on everything, when it really should not matter all that much. detectives should not need to be men to succeed because gender makes no difference at all.

naoto spent so long being labelled: boy detective, detective prince, just a child, just a girl, i think he would be sick of it altogether. whatever label you choose to apply to that doesn't matter very much.

...the age thing still holds, though. you probably shouldn't be a cop at 15 :P

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