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Hi! Can I request "you act like a brat all day and you expect me to do nothing about it?" but with the entire Kid Pirates đ„”đ„”đ„”
Thank you so much! I love how you write Kid đ
KIDD, KILLER, HEAT, WIRE; brat
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dialogue: "you act like a brat all day and you expect us to do nothing about it?"
warning/s: sooo nsfwđ this is the filthiest thing i've ever written up to this day! đ„”, fem reader, 5some (kidd, killer, heat, wire, reader), idk if this is considered dubcon?, implied established, no plot really just p0rn, rough seggs, fingering, cunnilingus, flame/fire play?, voyeurism
note: hi anon! i hope you mean just the main gang of kidd pirates? i CANNOT for the life of me construct a smut with an entire pirate group omg đł, this is my first time creating smut for more than three people i hope i did it justice >__<
if there's one thing that pushes kidd to his limits, especially when it comes to you, it's his jealousy. it's not that he's not secured enough about your loyalty with him, it's the way you act like nothing is going on between the both of you. frankly, the five of you.
killer, heat, and wire were no strangers to this feeling either. they felt indignant as you sat with a couple of dudes, blatantly mingling and flirting with them. although there was nothing further than a friendly interaction with the foreign batch of men in the pub, laughing at their jokes and brushing arms and hands with them from time to time pissed off your crewmates. most of all kidd, who's gone down way more than a couple of barrels of rum for someone who says he'll just have a drink.
"oi, slow down, captain. thought we'll resupply today." heat nudged kidd, a dry laugh as he looked at his unfazed friend. his eyes boring holes through you.
"bout that, think we have to postpone that. let's stay in 'ere for another day for tomorrow." he finally placed the mug down, wiping off the remnants of liquid on his lips with the back of his palm.
"postpone? have we got other plans?" killer asked, turning to kidd who turned stood up and padded off his pants.
"her." wire immediately caught up, following after kidd who walked undeterred towards your table. they were from the bar and you were sat on some table across somewhere. they think it's almost intentional at this point that they have a full view of this. if you're trying to rile them up, you've suceeded.
though you're not sure if it ends good for you, with the way each of them are glaring at you when they stood before your table. their eyes raising goosebumps on your skin making your throat run dry.
"we got any problems, gentlemen?" the foreign men around you initiated, referring to kidd and his men looming over you.
"they're my crewmates." you introduced with distinterest, pissed that they're gonna ruin a moment for you because you know what those looks mean. "you know what? i think i should get going, thanks for the drinks." you smiled and bid goodbye to them, expression faltering as you met kidd's eyes.
"hey," one of them had a hold of your arm and kidd and the others almost whipped out their weapons to slash that guy's arm because of his motherfucking audacity. "you sure you're all good?"
you nodded with a smile, a pained one now that it got cut short. you later asked kidd and the others to come with you outside.
"what is it? do we have to go now?" you crossed your arms, sighing and looking at each of these hulking men.
"still don't get it do you?" kidd shifted in his foot, chuckling soullessly.
"guess we oughta remind it to 'er again, captain." wire butted in, putting an arm around you. you glared at him as you looked up, face contorted as you knitted your eyebrows in cofusion.
"what? guys? am i missing somethi- hey! kidd! put me down!" kidd swept you off your feet, he carried you on his shoulder like you weigh nothing. you drummed on his back while muttering out curses on his way back to the ship.
there was always this tension around the five of you, particularly on your end and it's towards theirs. it's begging to be addressed. it's so precarious and it stifles you to your very core. so much so that the mere sight of them looming around you right now drives you nuts and the fear shudders down your thighs. you're wet as hell.
he placed you down the couch on his room, wire sat on one side while heat on the other. killer stood not far from where you were, leaning his bum on the furniture with his arms crossed on kidd's dresser beside the couch; keen on observing. while kidd paced before you in a slow manner, he did it in a way that instigated fear in you for what might be in store for you.
"strip."
it was an order. eyes right at you as he stopped to face you with his arms crossed. kidd's gaze was dark amidsts his bright yellow irises, it was demeaning and you felt your chest tighten.
"what? kidd, what the hell?"
"you heard him, name." killer spoke and it somewhat made the air thicker because he's usually quiet. when it came out of him, it feels more stern that the acid in your stomach starts crawling up your throat. "you've been a brat all day and you expect us to do nothing about it?"
killer's blue eyes felt deadly behind his mask. despite being covered, you can feel the holes boring through you as he kept his voice in the same tone yet with a foreboding volume.
but shit. you wanted to have some fun and meet new people, and if things work see how things will go from there. but you didn't realize that it'd be a problem with them. after all, no strings attached right? but it's attention you really wanted and they couldn't give it to you because they were too into their guy shit. so you got annoyed at them and opted to find some other people to satisfy your needs. apparently they're too busy talking about how one metal differs from the other to spare you some sort of affection.
"y'all weren't even batting me an eye, for fuck's sake." you crossed your arms, gazing to the window with crashing waves. avoiding eye contact at all costs, but you know damn well they had all their eyes on you. "didn't think the lot of you would care if i mess around a little bit. and now you're asking me to fuck you guys? hah."
"so you missed us, that it?" kidd raised a brow, grinning at the realization that you wanted them again.
"aaaw, that stings, name. you're cruel." heat mumbled, his inked hands precarious on your thigh. "think you can be a doll and make it up to us?"
heat and killer were always the sweet ones, wire and kidd are the most vicious; during sex and well, your relationship. the former would always be some sort of your best friend and would be kind enough to think about you than their own pleasures during sex. but the latter will always be on their mission to fuck you up in the most demeaning way possible, they're never fucking kind. they always teased and fucked with you, be a little shit around you and annoy you in the worst ways possible. and during sex, their benevolence isn't to be expected. they'd always finish with you in the filthiest way possible that you wouldn't even remember your name right.
which explains why wire was the first to catch your lips and bury his tongue down your throat. he initally had his arm around you but when you wouldn't stop bitching about them letting you go, he'd had enough and ought to just shut you up in the best way he thinks he can. you squrimed under his lips, eyes shut tight. he held your wrist with one hand while the other settled in pushing the back of your neck to his. you pulled away by force, staring up at him as he donned a pompous smirk and eager eyes.
"oh? what's wrong, name? thought you wanted attention?"
"fuck off, wire. fucking get off."
"and hey, for the third time, you heard the captain. otherwise we'd rip off your favorite dress."
you rolled your eyes with a deep blush on your cheeks. whatever, this'll be quick. you struggled to reach behind you the zipper that goes way down the bottom of your spine. heat chuckled, placing his hand over yours so he could take over. he gave your shoulder a dry peck before helping you out of your dress.
killer took matters into his own hands and sauntered towards you, holding your jaw with one arm as he discarded his helmet with the other. he ran his thumb across your cheek, smiling as he looked into your eyes down to your naked frame. like a kitten, you nuzzled your face deep on his calloused palms. he unzipped his pants while keeping his grip on you, he soon held of one of your hands and guide it down his groin where his painfully hard boner is begging to be released.
"handle it for me, yeah?" he rubbed circles on your cheekbones, soon brushing your hair out of your face as he combed through your locks. "i'll let it slide this time if you do well, dove."
and it shocked you to your very core when killer was quick to push himself so far down your throat when you had just put his length in your mouth. your tears fell as his head touched the back of your throat forcefully. you had to grab a hold of his hips, nails digging by the sides of his pelvis. you whined with your mouth full, he was too kind to pull away and give you a break.
you panted, drool and bubbles on your mouth dripping as it coated your chin. killer grimaced, rubbed his length on your cheeks and teased his head on your numbing lips.
"'s wrong? can't fuckin' take killer when he's not bein' nice?!" kidd grinned behind him, wrapping his hand around your throat to spit in your mouth. "you know damn well you're not gettin' off this easy. now, suck it." kidd fisted your hair, letting killer fuck your mouth the way he pleases with kidd in control.
heat and wire were palming themselves in their pants, the feel of your bare body next to them is enough to render their cocks hard. they yearned to touch you, explore your body and pleasure you the way you're pleasuring killer.
there was a good while where killer's grunts and the gurgles and gags of your throat filled the room. you were crying not from pain but from the blond's intense pace. you had never seen him this eager and rough, maybe you really did piss him off that's why he had to take it out on you. but soon enough, killer came down your throat, taking a long while to keep his cock inside you while you drink up every bit of his release.
your chest heaved as you sat on the couch, head hanging loosely from the backrest. dizzy as you try and recover from a mouthful of killer's load.
you turned to wire who touched you a little to precariously down to your soaked panties. you hear a lowly chuckle vibrate from his chest, amused at your state. he palmed you through your panties, while the other had wrapped around your throat. you placed a hand over his arm, as if begging to give you a break and recover. but he just grinned and his fingers became faster. the grip around your throat became tighter.
heat was just reveling in the feel of your skin and rubbed circles back and forth close to your inner thigh. he placed your thigh above his so you can open up more for the brunette.
kidd got behind you, pressing your cheek to his crotch, his head peeking out of his underwear. you looked up at him with glassy eyes, but of course he wouldn't care. you fucked up that bad.
killer was still at high from earlier, but he stroked his cock at the sight of his friends fucking you up. it got him off as you try and take all of kidd in behind you while quirming as wire got his fingers buried deep in you.
"so overstimulated already and we haven't even gotten to the best part?" wire taunted you as he stared down at your half-lidded eyes, his thumb teasing your clit.
they all laughed a little when you tried your best to curse out a muffled 'fuck you' as you struggled with kidd abusing your mouth. the redhead had a hand around your throat to keep your head bent backwards, cum spilling down your cheeks mixed with the tears in your eyes from gagging to much. he really doesn't know when to stop, this man.
and when kidd was finally done with you, killer held your head delicately on his toned stomach, supporting it as you fell weak. he fetched a towel and wiped off the filth on your face, placing a kiss down your ear afterward.
but wire wasn't done with you yet, he was so keen on curling his long fingers in you that you continue to lose all sense with your eyes rolling at the back of your head. "f-fuck, wire. please..!" you whined, gripping his arm and trying to stop him. but really it felt good.
"please what? let you cum? go faster? stop? what is it, angel?" he raised a brow, cunning as he acted coy. and you honestly didn't know what to answer, so you just threw your head back and scratched at his arm so hard it left a scar.
"ah you're way too mean to name, wire. come on, i still haven't gotten my turn yet." heat jumped in, stroking your hair as he brushed the hairs sticking on your forehead out of your face.
"well, you heard him, name. what do you say we finish up, hm?" his pace went so fast you thought you were going to die, you felt your saliva caught in your throat and you couldn't mumble your words right. it was all slurring from here on out.
but your throbbing cunt wasn't even spared by heat, who was starving the moment he helped you out of your clothes. your thighs rested on his shoulder while kidd took the mint-haired's former place beside you, snaking an arm around your waist as he played with your tits from behind while his mechanical arm had a firm grip around your throat.
kidd always had a penchant in choking you, along with the filthy little praises he's whispering at you. he adored how you looked at him with so much indignance, almost wanting to kill him but you can't. cuz what he's doing feels good. the constriction around your throat as he degrades you and tells you how much of a little whore you are.
"seems you're enjoyin' your punishment a little too much, huh? matter of fact this ain't even punishin', aye? it feels so good being treated like the slut you are, doesn't it?" he growled in your ear, his guttural whispers sends shivers down your spine and it doesn't help that heat's way too busy devouring you down there.
by this time, you were feeling so drunk and you're incapable of any sound other than sinful slurs and moans. you whined against kidd's frame, crying as he peppered your face with his crimson-stained lips.
heat had this habit to use 10% of his firepower to warm up his mouth for you, it tickles and it feels amazing. he first teased a tiny bit of flame between your chest, his lips precarious on your skin, so close yet he doesn't touch it. he took a peak at you through his dark eyes, his pants growing tight as he saw you squirming at his actions, looking down at him with begging eyes.
he trailed his flames down your belly button, tickling a giggle out of you as your stomach heaved. soon and it reached your cunt, which was gaping and clenching at the eagerness of heat's stimulation. he wasted no time sucking you up, interspersing his warmth in your soaking folds. it was ecstatic and you didn't know what to do with yourself.
you couldn't even reach down to fist his mint locks because kidd and wire had you restrained. all you could do was drool from moaning too much, the overstimulation driving you nuts.
you grunted, writhing in pain and pleasure as that same warmth pooled in your stomach once more. you had lost track of the number of times you came. it was starting to feel numb and you had lost all sanity to even think about how filthy you look right now, sitting down the damp fabric of kidd's couch soaked with your juices.
it tickles when heat eats you out, so you were wriggling in your seat as he refused to breathe out and continued suffocating himself with your cunt. you mumbled curses and insults, eyes rolling at the back of your head as you choked out a moan when you finally came. your thighs shook and you panted like hell. heat gave you one last kiss on your inner thigh before wiping off his mouth with the back of his hand.
kidd carried your limp body towards his bed, you hadn't notice he was completely naked now if not for his cock poking your back when he carried you bridal style. you were so clearly out of it, eyes half lidded and hazy.
"oi, oi." kidd had a grip on your jaw, kissing your nose afterward. "think you can do more than have a couple of orgasms, aye? come on, that all you got? let's enjoy ourselves, hm?" kidd really does his best rile you up in any fucking situation and it irritated you.
"fuck, this really is a punishment." you covered your face, still blushing from the previous encounters. "will you go easy on me, kidd?" you peeked between your fingers but he just laughed at you.
instead, he flipped your frame the other way where your ass is facing him and you were facing the guys. his favorite position always. you were on your fours, he bent down to whisper in your ear. "never." he bit on your ear before pushing your head down the bed and sliding his cock so mercilessly in you. it helped that you were so wet that he was able to push right through.
you groaned in the sheets, fisting it so hard it ripped a little. your muffled screams were soon turned into cacophonous moans that said a lot about how good you felt when he pinned your arms behind you and held your neck up from behind.
"see them? they're just as hungry for you, waiting for me to be finished with you." kidd whispered in your ear, his pace unforgiving as he continued to kept pulsing on your cervix, holding your jaw so you could take a good look at the others pleasuring themselves at the sight of you. "you see, we wouldn't have to go this rough if you had just told us you missed us. didn't have to go an extra mile and mess around with some damn nobodies, hm? so take it like a fuckin' brat that you are."
girl đłđłđłđł when i tell you i FLIPPED when i got the request i đ€žââïžđ€žââïžđ€žââïž thank you so much for the request anon! đ„°đ· i hope you liked this :)
this was so good omfg đ© idk why i think wire is a fucking baddie AHAHJZSGHSHS think i saw a hot fanart of him đ„ș
if you guys are interested in requesting a fic for my 500 followers event, my askbox is open! click here for the main event post for more info :DD i have open slots for forced proximity, hurt to comfort, fantasy, he puts you in your place (smut), and modern aus!
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been thinking long and hard abt soda and what it did to him to drop out of high school (i also feel bad bc somehow the only fics i have abt soda are all ships and i know i can do better for my boy)
so hereâs a quick lil thing abt darry and soda after soda dropped out :p
darry couldnât remember the last time soda had been this upset. even after their parents died, there were moments when the gang was all together and soda could laugh and feel the littlest bit normal again, but this felt like it was never going to end, and there was no reprieve. there was no end in sight, and darry couldnât do anything to help him.
his grades had been going downhill for a while. it wasnât his fault, or at least not entirely. it had been years since soda had done alright in school on his own instead of barely scraping by, and at some point the class had left him behind and it was like they started speaking another language.
and then their parents died.
soda already had enough trouble missing one day of school, let alone missing a week while they tried to throw together a funeral.
a month after their parents had died, after far too many nights at the kitchen table crying over math homework, after screaming matches that shook the roof over his grades, after darry had yelled so many times about how failing out of school was a surefire way to get them sent to a boyâs home, soda finally said that he was dropping out of school.
he could barely leave his room after telling darry, he couldnât even tell ponyboy himself. he didnât know what to do with himself, battling with his own mind every hour of the day. thoughts bouncing around his head of feeling like a failure for not even being able to graduate high school, bullying himself over not being able to joke around about it or making other people happy, which felt like maybe the only thing he was good at anymore. he knew that he was going to fail out eventually, so what was the point?
âsoda?â darry cracked the door open, his eyes landing on his little brother where he had been for the last three days: curled up in bed, his back to the door. âdo you want some dinner?â
soda silently shook his head.
darry sighed, âyou canât stay in here, forever, pepsi. we miss you out there.â
soda didnât give much of a response, just gave a half hearted shrug.
âlisten,â darry let himself into the room, sitting down on the bed and bringing a hand up to rub sodaâs back. âi know you feel lousy, and i know youâve got a lot on your mind, but youâve gotta get back to living, soda. youâve just gotta. we couldnât get along without you.â
soda rolled over and sat up, and darry had to swallow a gasp at the state of his brother. sodaâs eyes were rubbed raw and angry red from crying with deep shadows stamped under them, his hair was sticking up at all angles from the grease he hadnât washed out in days, and his clothes were wrinkled and hanging loosely off of him.
âsodaâŠâ
darry could hardly get the word out before soda had thrown himself at his big brother, tears starting up again. god, he was so tired of crying.
âiâm so sorry,â he cried miserably, clutching to darry with everything he had in him.
darry felt the tears hit his shoulder and his heart ached for his little brother, âi know, i ainât mad at you, honey.â
âmom and dad just wanted me to graduate and i couldnât even do that! how am i supposed to do anything if i canât do that?â soda sobbed.
âtheyâre not mad at you either, baby, donât say that,â darry could feel tears prickling in his own eyes.
âlisten, i donât care if youâre lyinâ to me,â soda leaned back, his eyes not meeting darryâs. âbut can you please tell me itâs gonna be okay.â
darry felt like he had missed a step going down stairs with the way the words made his stomach drop. he grabbed sodaâs face in his hands and forced his brother to look at him.
âitâs gonna be okay, baby. i donât know when and i donât know how but i promise you, weâre gonna be okay. iâm gonna make sure we are.â
he wasnât sure soda believed him, and maybe he didnât even fully believe himself, but he had made a promise, and he had every intention of making good on it. some of the tension soda had been holding in his shoulders seemed to melt away, and darry knew he would be okay with saying everything over and over again if it meant soda didnât have to be so scared.
âthank you⊠i know you hate lying to us.â
âi wasnât lying.â
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Fixer Upper Part Three (Melissa Schemmenti x reader)
The day has worn on Y/N and even Melissa has seemed to notice.
A/N: i apologize for any formatting issues
  The most pressing thing Y/n has tried to help Melissa with, is her double classes. Y/n had contacted the school board, spoke with Ava about possible budget changes (though, Melissa would have hated it if that were the case) and even tried to convince an Addington teacher to switch over with the expense of a pay cut (a desperate and last ditch effort) . It seems all avenues Y/n went through, none led to a successful outcome. Â
Meanwhile, while Y/n spent her days trying to help Melissa, Melissa now had a new task: finding out if Y/n is scheming something with her niceties. Melissa had grown a liking to Y/n, or rather more of a tolerance to the member of the enthusiast gang. But, that didnât mean Y/n wouldnât butter her up for something. Melissa knows it would be nothing malicious, but doesnât know what she would name it. She almost thinks it could be a âcrush,â but only chuckles at the thought.
Walking into the teachers lounge, Melissa notices two things: Y/N looking worse for wear, and a mess of police tape around the coffee machine. Melissa takes her seat, setting her things down on the table.
âWhatâs up with you?â She throws over her shoulder before turning to face Y/n. Y/n faces Melissa with a sigh.
âEnd of the year reports,â Y/n says before taking a sip of her coffee- out of a paper cup that looks rather familiar. But, Melissa stares at it only for a moment before speaking.
âI know yaâ have more than a month for that, you gonna tell me or not?â Melissa sighs and waits a moment for anything other than silence. A too long silence passes before Melissa rolls her eyes, turning to her phone.
The lounge remains silent until everyone else piles in a minute later. Janine takes her seat next to Y/n, fixing a smile her way before seeing the defeat in her eyes. âEnd of the year reports stressing you, too?â Janine questions with a sympathetic nod.
At Janineâs sentence, Melissa turns around, âYous started those,â Janine looks towards Melissa with raised brows.
âOf course?â Janine replies surprised that not everyone had.
After hearing Janineâs response, Y/n perks up, happy her excuse has defense.
âYeah,â Y/N comments with a little more confidence. Melissa looks at both women with a confused expression furrowing her brows before deciding her time would be better used for some other meaningless morning task.
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Y/Nâs fingers were sore, her brain was fried, and now she had made a mistake she would surely regret by the end of the week. Y/N had talked Ava into splitting Melissaâs double class with another second grade teacher. She knew Amy, said teacher, would soon be marching to her desk with more than a few ugly things to say. Y/N had told a slight lie to Ava, saying Amy was more than willing to take on more students. She nearly got on her knees and begged Ava to switch up the classes, and Ava was surprisingly reluctant. She is slightly convinced Ava only agreed to the switch to teach her a lesson, knowing the other woman also had an inkling of Y/Nâs little crush.
Y/Nâs head rested in her palms as she leaned her elbows against her desk and a headache brewed. She felt too hot, even in her short sleeves, and she could almost swear her forehead felt a little warm. She hoped she wasnât getting sick but she knew that the stress was getting to her body. Just as she was ready to face the day, lift her head high, and finish her reports, Amy walked through the office. A nearly audibly groan left Y/Nâs lips before she was able to snuff it out.
Amy walked up Y/Nâs desk and the next few moments were a barricade of insults and nasty words.
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Y/Nâs eyelids felt like weights as her shoulders hunched over her desk completing paper. The last bell of the day rang and all the students rushing out just caused Y/Nâs head to pulse more. It felt like someone dropped a paperweight inside her skull as each set of feet hit the ground. She had skipped lunch to nap in her car but yet the headache still prevailed. A sigh of relief left Y/Nâs lips as soon as the last of the students made it outside. She rested her head on her forearms and now definitely felt a fever coming on.
A loud familiar voice rings out not more than a few moments later causing another ring to sound through her head. Melissa made her way into the main office, ready to foil whatever plan you had been working on. A twinge of something went through Melissa, one she was sure to ignore now, when she saw the state Y/N was in. To Melissa, the woman looked worse for wear with her tired eyes and slouched shoulders. Melissa was quick, though not too quick she reassured herself, to plant her feet in front of her desk before speaking in a tone she considered gentle.
âYou look like the Eagles just lost against the Cowboys,â Melissaâs tone takes on a harsher note at the mention of the Cowboys (donât mention the Cowboys, Y/N notes even in her sickened state) but nonetheless sounds softer than normal.
Melissa reached over the desk and placed the back of her palm against Y/Nâs forehead and was relieved to not feel the warmth of a fever, but that only made her eyebrows furrow. Melissa had no idea why she cared so much at the sickly state Y/N looked in but her heart constricted in her chest at the thought that you were coming down with something. Melissa chalked it up to her appreciation for the speech. However, before Melissa could speak anymore, Ava waltzed out of her office.
âMelissa-â Melissaâs worried brow creased more as Ava told her about her class transfer, especially when told she was sending most of her class to one of the bitchiest teachers , and it finally made some sort of sense. The coffee cup from this morning was now fresh in her mind, but priority number one was whatever the hell was wrong with you right now.
As soon as Ava walked off, an almost scowl painted itself onto Melissaâs face. She wasnât angry but the conclusion she had reached had her feeling a way she couldnât describe, so her only option was to block it out. Why was Y/N doing all this for her? And why was it making her feel some kind of way? Melissa did not have the strength to deal with it after thinking all day about what Y/N could want, but she did have the strength to make sure you at least got home okay.
âI donât know your end game or what you have planned to throw at me, but when I find out-â Melissa stops herself mid-sentence when Y/N looks up at her, her eyes slightly glazed and her face paler than normal and another twinge shoots through her chest. Melissa found it hard to lay out a threat to her. Oh god.
âCome on.â Melissaâs sentence was not a question, it was a command, so quickly Y/N stood up and grabbed her bag, a slight pang going through her head at the same time a flutter echoed in her stomach. Two fools.
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The drive to Y/Nâs apart felt longer than it should have. The air in the car felt thick as Melissa focused on the road. For most of the trip, Y/N had been watching the passing of the familiar landmarks but as soon as they passed the coffee shop that Melissa frequented, her attention shifted away as if Melissa could read her mind. Soon, her eyes were drawn to Melissa as she drove. Her hands gripping the wheel lightly as she breathed softly against the heat in car, just now getting warm enough. Her freckled skin, Y/N even found her eyes focused on Melissaâs pores. As if Melissa could feel the heat of Y/Nâs gaze, she turned her eyes from the road for a moment to put a question on her face.
Y/Nâs mouth would not form any syllables, her tongue weighted down by her nervous thinking. Melissa bit back a smile with a short chuckle before focusing back on the road. The inside of Y/Nâs stomach started to somersault.
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âI would say to come in but I think I'll just pass out,â Y/N found her words on the welcome mat in front of her door. When the road marks started to spell home she had left Melissa to her driving while she thought about why she was doing this.
When Y/N had done the good deeds for Melissa it was a pull inside of her. Whenever she would see Melissa stressed or upset, her heart would ache with a pang of guilt. Y/N saw the most in Melissa and to see her suffering, even the tiniest bit, sent a feeling of service through Y/N. All the thoughts she had would wander back to Melissa and how she could rein in her struggles. Her brain could not go a day without fixating on something of Melissa. One day its the accent that drips from her tongue, the next its an eyelash that had the luck to fall on her cheek. How she wishes she could kiss it off and make a wish.
Even now, on her front stoop, Y/N is completely enamored by the way the light has shone Melissa hair auburn. The blue sky outside was a stark contrast to the raging storm inside of Y/Nâs head, but even through the thunder of her brain, Melissa found a way through.
âJust get some rest, kid,â Melissa said the word 'kid' as if it didn't send a steel blade through Y/Nâs chest. The veil of peace in her mind soon thundered as loud as her headache, shaking until it crumbled right down into her stomach. There was no chance there for Y/N, the fantasy was just that: a fantasy. Melissa had decades on Y/N and Y/N had a broken heart on Melissa.
Y/Nâs head nodded mechanically as her mouth struggled to form any more words. âIâll blame the headacheâ mantra-ed in her head as Melissa turned to leave.
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how genderbending the warriors (2024) is done not for the sole sake of "bad-assery"
okay here we go feminist ramble time for our newest chick on the block: warriors. now i'll be honest, prior to listening to the album, when i first heard that the warriors main girls were originally dudes in the movie and the novel, i thought that the decision for the genderbending, in lmm's perspective, were from the following: 1.) girl power move in like a very basic meaning of the word "bad-ass" 2.) simply a twist on a cult movie about big gang bros loved by the film bros, and 3.) a way to have the schuyler sisters back together gjfkdfldf
but when i read more about warriors and its development and how lmm took inspiration from the gamergate controversies of 2014-2015 aka among the peak of gamerbro misogyny campaigns, that's when i realized that Oh Shit Is Serious - because adapting a story about a group being framed and targeted and harassed for something they are accused of doing without any substantial proof other than a man screaming "THE WARRIORS SHOT CYYYYRUUS" with 21st century misogyny campaigns in mind makes the theme of fighting back a lot more complicated and a lot more resonant, going beyond just marketing a cast you can call "badass"
take the hurricanes' quiet girls, for example. the hurricanes (concept album version) is the only gang that lets the warriors off the hook and with a stern warning: quiet girls don't make it home. here, the hurricanes berate the warriors for not saying shit or attempting to defend themselves from accusations they know well aren't true. THIS MESSAGE IN PARTICULAR is what stays and influences ajax, fox, and swan til the very end of their stories.
literally one song after this does ajax show how easily she resonated with the hurricanes' lesson by finally sticking with her gut and actually choosing to fight back against both the baseball furies AND against the sleazy undercover cop. the latter encounter is one of the instances that really solidifies the recontextualization of the story because in the OG movie, ajax (a dude) WAS the sleazy fuck up harassing a woman in a park - and now with the literal character switch, ajax goes from being just a rebellious gangbro dude bro into someone whose want to fight is warranted. such a want to fight is seen in fox seeing as fox is the first to comment on the quiet girls scene and that, in the concept album, she is the one that instigates the rumble against the police in union square - saying that she is sick of being afraid of them and their 'fuckin powder blue' colors (also notice how she is the only warrior that really does say fuck the cops i think that's cool BUT I'LL TALK ABOUT FOX MORE NEXT TIME)
to a less obvious extent, swan also gets the receiving end of this recurring theme - by the album's finale, the usually violence-averse caution-first interim leader becomes a lot fiercer in protecting her crew. but perhaps among what i consider to be the biggest recontextualized change in the feminist sense is MERCY and her motivations to join the warriors in the first place. according to the wiki, her attraction to swan and the warriors and um seeing the orphans as wimps is what led her to switch sides BUT IN THE CONCEPT ALBUM, mercy's motivation to become a warrior is deepened, rooted in admiration rather than attraction - wanting to be like those women who hold their head up high. and again, we see this in Sick of Runnin' when she takes part in the rumble, finding her bravery within their ranks as they fight back. here, mercy becomes less of a swan tagalong and more of someone that wants what the warriors have: pride.
of course now that i type this out i realize that warriors is not based solely on the feminist rhetoric as with their theme of hope amidst adversity, the story is more intersectional and rooted in community struggle and wanting for more than that. but nonetheless, i genuinely believe that the twt filmbros arguments on why the genders should not have been changed in the first place just for "woke" points is kinda like,,,very shortsighted because not only does the narrative of women narrowly escaping unwarranted accusations actually fucking fit, but the act of learning to fight back amidst all odds - be it that of disbelieving, predatory men or the power of oppressive pigs - stays resonant for women yesterday, today, and the days to come.
ultimately, warriors (2024) is not solely a tale of female badassery - rather, it is a tale of the need for such "female badassery" in the face of past and present realities, which is why it somehow fucking worked.
#believe me i admire lin greatly but i did not think this would work as well as it did#i genuinely thought upon the reveal of the all girl cast that this was gonna be um woo girl power moment and just that#i was not expecting the recontextualization of the plot#eSpECIALLY WITH AJAX AND MERCY HOLY SHIT#i guess less so for swan and fox tho because swan is um character development throughout the show thing#while fox! fox is um look im gonna get right back to u peeps on that#because i an still studying their film version and um gathering my thoughts#because in the film fox was the one that saw luther shoot cyrus#so with cleon now taking that burden#im studying what would this mean for fox in the concept album#but thats a story for another day but in any case#warriors (2024) is not a story solely for selling musical theatre women looking cool as fuck in punk leather#it is ultimately a story of struggle - both in the feminist lens and the intersectional sense#(because gang and grassroot communities and all)#warriors#warriors album#warriors musical#eisa davis#lin manuel miranda
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oh, to be an absolute ten while a repressed belligerent asshole administers to you the kiss of life
#the radiant emperor#she who became the sun#he who drowned the world#xu da#general ouyang#my art#you THOUGHT. you thought. that xuyang would be safe from me well it's NOT#it's not and gang it's probably gonna get worse than this#anyway this is the second render i did for this and i flip flopped a LOT over whether I'd post both#but at the end of the day this one? just looks better#also I'm gonna start putting ids on things bc not doing so is irresponsible and dumb and there's literally NO reason not to do it#click for better quality bc god did tumblr make this look like I drew it across three pixels :))))
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* Kris...Let's go back there tomorrow, alright?
@pscentral event 30: friendship âł Kris and Susie: Deltarune Chapters 1 & 2
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#deltarune#kris dreemurr#susie#*#userbaz#userlaro#i wanted to do the the whole fun gang but there's not a lot of cutscenes with all of them where they're not just standing#also thought about doing susie and lancer because duh#but OH the two kids who barely know each other and isolate themselves from everyone in their lives to avoid vulnerability#but end up finding escape in the world they created together and UGH#and i didnât notice until i started watching through the cutscenes#presumably the whole 'kris resisting your control' subplot starts with them ripping out your soul at the end of chapter one#BUT ACTUALLY IT DOESN'T#you know what the first action kris makes by themself even before ripping out your soul#without direction from another character or interaction from the player#IT WAS JUMPING IN FRONT OF SUSIE TO SHIELD HER FROM THE KING#ARE YOU KIDDING ME#THE FIRST THING THEY EVER DID ON THEIR OWN#also the fact that their weapons are LITERALLY EACH OTHERâS COLOR#I'M GONNA ROT
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@meltedmercury jokingly saying princess AU luz is a covid puppy made me DESPERATELY need to go make a Separation Anxiety Compilation, so:
princess luz the covid puppy, with some bonus polyamory....
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.....one of these days you three are gonna HAVE to DTR.
#this isn't even complete. i didn't pull anything from the camila fic bc i was just grabbing moments i thought of off the top of my head#and the camila fic is mostly about HUNTER'S separation anxiety. which is nearly as bad as luz's.#one thing about me is if i get an opportunity to create a codependent relationship. it's gonna be CODEPENDENT codependent#i did forget just how gay that last amity hunter installment is and it's kind of killing me.#like girl. WHAT are you three doing. WHAT ARE YOU DOING. WHAT ARE YOU DOINGGG#WHAT IS THIS. WHAT ARE ANY OF YOU DOING.#toh#princess luz au#my writing#luz noceda#hunter toh#amity blight#horrible mindscape trauma pals#shitty idiot repression gang#and who is that other witch
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NO SPOILERS FOR TETRO DANGANRONPA PINK PLS!!!
just started listening to this fangan, ive only just got through the chapter 1 motive being introduced, and drew these impulsively. hasegawa and kamimura have no right to be so in love. im kinda terrified we all know this is gonna end HORRIBLY and i will reblog this saying well this aged so um letâs go yaoi or whatever
#that conversation with isono and hasegawa was so funny bro looked so ready to say#âsorry i donât like girlsâ#kamimura just pulling up like itâs his thing now#theyâre gonna be so doomed arenât they#youâre all laughing as i post this#itâs okay weâll see how it goes#tetro danganronpa#tetro pink#tetro danganronpa pink#fanganronpa#hasegawa ken#kamimura kazutoshi#fucked up his name in the tags my bad gang i would never disrespect my king on purpose#oh my god AND in the actual post#this is so embarrassing im sorry i genuinely thought his name was kamikura#kamimura the world
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Ive been thinking about this for a while now, have dororo and kururu had more than two or three conversations? And then i started thinking more about the episode/encounter structures.
Im not a writer, but i am a consumer of way too many tv shows. Something that keroro really lacks is the amount of episodes driven by specific characters. In most episodes each character has a storytelling purpose apart from just being funny. Thats *fine*, of course its fine because i watched all the episodes and wasnt bored 99.9% of the time. So the formula pretty much works.
But some of my favorite epsiodes are the ones that have interactions between the characters that normally dont interact!!! I got so excited when i saw a kururu interacting with tamama episode. Or kururu and fuyuki shopping for a pc. Or the god damn dororo hat episode. THESE ARE SO MUCH FUN. Id give so much to see more episodes like this.
#maybe im fucking stupid#id also love to see a creatureless keroro movie#like its jsut the platoon and the humans and no secret third thing attacking them#i feel bad for even thinking about these im very paranoid and i think having a thought a posting it online will send me into the pits of hel#l#hell#wouldnt this episode formula be fun tho#why dont we have a keroro dororo solo adventure#why not a kururu and pururu adventure that would be fun#give me a childhood bestie gang adventure in present times WHY NOT#theres so many fun things you could do instead of having everyone react to a space threat yet again#szarers do you get me#whos gonna match my storytelling freak#pls#keroro#sgt frog#keroro gunso
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"Such a massive skull....
It must be hiding an equally massive brain!"
TerukiWeek 2024, Day Five
Hair AND Trauma...
#terukiweek2024#i wanted this 1ne 2 b a little silly#i think its funny that ritsu thought he just had a bigass noggin when he first met him so i played off of that :)#also the trauma is ritsu's raging jealousy of teru's enormous intellect in case you couldnt tell [joke]#AGAIN I THINK ITS HILARIOUS EVERYONE DID HAIR AND TRAUMA CUZ I KNEW I WAS GONNA DO THE SAME THING#ritsu teru friendies is so funny 2 mi. like they are crazee#i like the wig btw guys. like actually its so fun to just draw upwards and have it kinda fizzle out#now im out til birthday day..... gotta work on that 1ne gang...........#mob psycho 100#mp100#mob psycho fanart#teruki hanazawa#hanazawa teruki#ritsu kageyama#kageyama ritsu#implied terumob as always
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coil ch
edit: tumblr stole half of my tags so i put a bad version of the second half of what i was trying to say in my notes :( sorry
#magic and mystery#m&m coil#this one was actually sweet tho#kinda mad that lockhart's getting any credit at all but what can ya do#i think i would be more destroyed if blaise actually killed him#hhow tf did he actually find the chamber tho???#like what could make you guess there???#i hope that gets answered#cant remember how he found out in the hp books either#think he followed them????? maybe???#but he took too long to have followed them in coil i think.. so idk#but it was an incredibly sweet ending#and i like that we got to see ginny's love for chaos form#if allegory writes another year then that year will be insane#especially w/ percy and pansy now in the gang too ??!!#man the gang is going#and again i predicted since early coil that by the end of coil pansy would join the gang#i believed in her#dad snape is back again and thank god too#obviously the pm is gonna mess w/ their relationship#but yk#him getting his name cleared and not being able to do anything abt it im happy but worried abt him going home#how are they even gonna end the year off??? will snape pomfrey and mcgonagall rlly let him go home#theyre gonna have too right??#also the diary is still in play and im concerned#but for now we have a ch ending on a nice note#ALSO I FINALLY GOT MY BLAISE POV ID BEEN CALLING FOR AWHILE NOW#surprised it took this long and that it didnt address things i thought it would#it was good and it made since for him to be thinking like that in the moment#but i rlly want him to atleast address pansy's arm getting broken eventually
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Another ask for the day! :D
How would Fleetway Sonic and Scourge react if Fleetway (Good/Amnesiac) Super Sonic got a girlfriend but that girlfriend is Rosy the rascal from scourge dimensiĂłn but she is chill except with scourge and still wants to Smash him with her hammer so Super has to calm down his girl
Ahkjdfasfd Scourge would be furious and outraged. Sonic how can you let Rosy into this dimension!!!! Aren't you worried she'll be a bad influence on Super? Do you want him to turn murderous again, because that's what Rosy will do.
Sonic, of course, would find this fucking hilarious (once he realises Scourge was not the one to let her into his dimension, just because he let Scourge in doesn't mean he's chill with lookalikes of all his friends running around in his dimension) and do absolutely nothing to help. If she posed a genuine threat to Scourge he'd probably step in, but until then, he's gonna sit back and watch the show. He is questioning how the fuck she got in this dimension, though
The good news for Scourge is Super will probably keep her away from him, because the further away she is from Scourge, the further away Super is from Sonic, and he is not exactly eager to be around Sonic at all if he can help it
#sonic the hedgehog#scourge the hedgehog#fleetway sonic#stc sonic#fleet!sonourge#asks#headcanon#fleetway super sonic#sonic is gonna be like 'damn scourge do u wanna invite the rest of your gang into my dimension while you're at it???'#super/rosy isn't a ship i've considered fhdkfj#although tbf i haven't considered most ships with super#except with mighty??? not fleetway!mighty but. prime mighty maybe#that might be cute. super would enjoy having someone who understands the pacifist thing i think#but i haven't thought about that MUCH just in passing#even if i had thought about it i'd probably have to talk about it on my main blog so i won't clog up this blog#super/rosy could be funny though and i do love a funny ship#(obviously. i wouldn't be shipping fleet!sonic and scourge if it weren't for the fact they're so damn funny)
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âa sicksâ dream come true; coming soon to fanfic channels near youâ
#presenting my cursed sleep-deprived brainworm of the day: nagisa gets sold to ft4 for uni fees#or well. more like theyâre looking for a live-in assistant dude. thing. or sth. idk#and papa shiranami just sells his son off bc âhey itâs literal free real estate!!! plus heâs gonna get paid for the entire deal so why not?â#nagisa initially pitches a fit at his dad a la gamushara yelling scene bc âdad!!!!!! how could you just sell me off to some strangers?!!!!â#âshhhh son; think of the free housing. in âšt o k y oâš. stuffâs expensive there ykâ âbut still!!!!!â#so nagi sulkily packs his bags and heads out; trying to motivate himself with thoughts of âhey at least iâll get to see hiyori more oftenâ#then he arrives at the train station and sees our favourite 5-man non-idol gang⊠and promptly passes out#when he comes to⊠poor guy finds himself right smack in the middle of a hugeass canopy bed#with dai sitting smugly by the side like âthe great me carried you back mans. youâre welcome ;)â with a tip of his cool fedora#and thatâs when nagi realises that 1) itâs not a dream and that he actually has to live with his oshis now. and 2) damnnnn this bed is soft#cohabitation shenanigans happen. as they would seeing as the entire gang + rioâs niece live together in this oddly huge megu-owned penthouse#plus free bi-weekly vacations to meguâs family villa bc they can never spend a waking moment without each other#and nagi finds it strange that the group is oddly accomodating of his uni schedule when it concerns his job tasks and suchâŠ#or that they collab with lxl (hi hiyori!!!) way more than they should typically beâŠ#but he brushes it off when rio asks him to cook with him or sth idk i mean how often do you get to cook with your oshi????#and idk eventually the jig is up and itâs revealed that hiyori was the one who was accidentally behind the whole thing#like a âsorry nagisa i told uchida that youâd be moving here too but lxl were there the entire time and they went and got ft4 to buy youâ#or something kinda thing. idk. bc everything has to be lxlâs fault; even when theyâre just lurking in the bg#iâm def gonna regret this later lmao. itâs almost 2.30 in the am; i have not written in months; and iâve never read a sold to 1.d. fic ev er#this is the kind of cosmic horror that only sleep-deprived brains can cook up igâŠâŠ.. oh wells#it is suiyoubi my dudes#the dude from gamushara
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I brewed...
#so i was thinking about things to draw#but then i started brewing lore...#Ryoma turns trash into film and eats it as a snack#kinda tastes like a communion cracker#anyway the gang sees her do this one day#and she tries to defend it by saying that#âits free and its good for environment!â#âif i dont eat it- who will?â#anyway so. obviously theyre like đŠ dude what#methinks Josuke tells his mom and tomoko starts inviting Ryoma over for dinner#essentially Ryoma becomes her second kid sksbsn#also Koichi's mom#obv they get asked why they cant use the money they get from their two jobs for food#ryoma explains that most of their money goes to their uncle bc hes disabled (basically Gadzooks chopped off his arm) and unemployed#But the moms know that Ryoma's uncle gambles.. so theres an inkling of Ryuncles shittyness#gonna call him Ryuncle now its shorter lol#initially the moms thought Ryoma was weird but then they gave them the time of day and now they adore her#gahaha Tomoko chastising Josuke asking him why he cant be like Ryoma#ryoma brings the moms candy from the shop#wah it breaks Ryoma's heart when tomoko and Koichis mom treat her so well because she wished her mom loved her like that#i was thinking of something else but i forgor#ill rb this and add more if i remember
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#stuff#i stayed up til 6am last night finishing summer camp fic#gang this thing is 53.7k.#the last chapter needs to marinate for a little bit#and then ill probably have to go through and do a fulllllll reread which is gonna be fun lmao#and then uh. well. then i can post it#it's seventeen chapters lmaoooo we're gonna have a good time besties#oh god now i need to start figuring out the tags and all the chapter titles and everything#oh boy#anyway here's some basic info to tide you over: malum ensemble fic#and by ensemble fic i mean all of 5sos all of atl all of 1d#please bear in mind i started writing this fic three (!?!?!) years ago#at this point the characters in it are literally just characters#they bear absolutely no connection to their real life counterparts#including any. yknow. drama. coughs meaningfully#okay that's all im gonna split now#if anyone has thoughts about an update schedule for once i finally get this fic done for good im all ears#cuz if i post one chapter a week then ill be posting this fic for four months#which is a fucking wild amount of time to be posting a fic. if i do that then ill still b posting the fic when i go BACK to camp this summe#and that would be bonkers#anyway!!! bye!!!#ETA ive actually been writing this fic since may 2020 which means it's been almost FOUR years in the making. that. is. insane.
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Let's see how many anxiety and sleep meds I can take before I black out because I can't deal with being conscious anymore. Everything is fake and nothing is real, the rules are fake, they're made up and they don't matter.
#already took enough that i feel buzzed like i drank#i just wanna not feel like this anymore#i would take any drug that was offered to me right now#might hit up the giant homeless group at the park and ask if anyone wants to fight me#would love to get punched in the face so i can feel anything else#would also love to beat the shit out of someone to feel my fists make contacts with a body#is cool tho nothing to worry about#just gonna be joining that homeless group tomorrow if we can't pay $3000 lmao#i love being alive in this fake world with fake money and fake lines and people that hate other people for just living their life and being#a certain color or having pigments on their skin that make them look different and oh man gotta kill about it#gotta kill em. they look different? kill em#it's the only rational and smart thing to do obviously#you know#it's cool#being alive is cool#it's not fucking pointless it's not like I'm living the exact reason why i hate this fucking world#I'm a product of my environment#and this environment has filled me with so much rage and hatred and violent thoughts and wanting to hurt things#it's cool though#no biggie gang gang bitch#đ€đ€đ€đ€đ€#watermelon-sempai#personalmelon
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