#i am platonically pegging you all

[teddybeartoji]

platonic pegging

a very important thing in every friendship . if you aren't pegging your friends then what thee fuck are you doing anyway this is smth satoru would say to sukuna lmao

[bucketslutz]

as much as i love the poolverine resurgence and the influx of fanart, fics, theories, etc. pertaining to their romance, i think there’s something else to be said about their friendship as well.

let me explain.

i am all for the ship, but i think in terms of platonic soulmates, they are a great representation of platonic male love and affection. think of all the teenage boys that went with their friends to that movie and left feeling just a little more comfortable telling their bros that they love them and are grateful for them. men are told that expressing themselves, being physically affectionate with each other, and crying in front of others is weak. it’s weak because it makes them look like “women”.

then here is deadpool and wolverine. deadpool is extremely comfortable in his masculinity. he has no problem being pegged by men or women. he’s openly queer, openly affectionate with other men. and even when he meets wolverine, who is not openly affectionate at all whatsoever, DP brings out a side of him that this wolverine has probably kept shoved deep down for a long long time. a side of him that play fights, jokes around, smiles, and saves the world. mind you, someone that saves the world through the power of friendship and madonna.

i think if this movie accomplishes anything, it accomplishes letting even cishet men explore the bounds of their masculinity while coming to terms with the fact that they don’t have to hide their love for one another in order to seem more “masculine.”

to make a long post short, poolverine is awesome as friends or lovers. or both. i just hope that they set an example of what friendship between men can be to people who might not typically get to see it in a billion dollar blockbuster.

[diagonal-queen]

Omg you're backkkk<3 I hope uni's going well for you!

Maybe the Hunting Dogs with a s/o who's kind of mean/petty?

Hunting Dogs with a mean S/O

♡ pairing: Fukuchi Ouchi, Jouno Saigiku, Tecchou Suehiro, Teruko Okura (platonic), Tachihara Michizou x gn!Reader

♡ synopsis: How are the Hunting Dogs with a mean and petty S/O?

♡ cw: Swearing, u r a BULLY >:((, dw it's pretty chill though, non-graphic NSFW with Jouno, teensy bit of NSFW with Tachihara, mentions of violence, crime and torture

note: ahhh hello yes i'm back! uni's pretty great actually. i love being able to tell people i go to law school lmao, it makes me feel smarter than i am. uhh but i've been swamped and a bit busy, and i'm going back home for a week so i might not be super active over the next couple weeks, i'm so sorry my babies </3 but i'll still be lurking in case you wanna chat! as always, apologies for errors and i hope you enjoy x

Fukuchi:

Mf you think he cares?? He hired Jouno and Tachihara because they committed crimes, and he's more than happy to keep Teruko around. Bro doesn't give a FUCK that you're mean

If you're dating Fukuchi you clearly do give a shit about the welfare of society and world peace, so your individual quirks are just that. Quirks

He will fully let you just be a dickhead sometimes, because...like, why not?

I feel like Fukuchi is obviously often a very intimidating individual who strikes fear and commands respect from everyone else. But you? You just walk all over him

In some ways for him it's probably kind of refreshing to have someone around him who doesn't idolise him at all, or look up to him as a superior. It gets exhausting, for sure. Sometimes he just wants to be humbled and that's so okay Fukuchi, you deserve it actually /mean-spirited and condescending

Don't get me wrong it's not like you're an abusive partner! You're still obviously nice to your partner and you love him, but you definitely don't go out of your way to sugarcoat things or try to avoid any necessary confrontations

And Fukuchi genuinely really respects that about you. He's pretty similar like that, though still definitely goofier than you

I mean he won't want you sitting around with an RBF when he's at formal events and whatnot, because that really wouldn't have the best impression, but he's usually very gung ho about letting you be yourself

You're lucky he loves you man...lmao

Jouno:

He loves it. Full stop.

You two are just sadist central over here. Like he'll be torturing a suspect and you're just watching. Bored. Not a care in the world

(Jouno, I don't think you're legally allowed to invite your partner to watch you do your job- much less one like this, but...eh...)

You two are always just talking shit about people to each other, and like when you're out in public on dates you're just whispering to each other and judging people T-T

Lowkey kinda gets turned on when you guys argue. He thinks it's hot when you get heated and angry. Usually it ends in rough "passionate hugging", and the pillowtalk is when you both actually resolve the issue (dumbasses)

He might even purposefully rile you up sometimes because mf is just THAT much of a horny degenerate. You guys can call him classy and gentlemanly all you want, but we all know he's secretly deranged

Like an angry, horny goblin with a knife...someone stop him

Tbh you should probably bully him a little bit every now and then. I think he needs to be taken down a peg sometimes

Hey, he's more likely to listen to you than Tecchou, isn't he? Besides, it's nothing genuinely malicious. Just couple's banter

Oh, you guys are fucking LEGENDS at the couple's banter. Though you never do it in public, because a lot of the times the things you both tell each other as jokes can come off as really cruel jabs

Nah your senses of humour are just not family-friendly (violent and malicious)

You guys have very strange ways of showing your love and affection. But, hey, it works for you and that's what's important :)

Tecchou:

Ah yes, arguably the least meanie of all of the Hunting Dogs. Yeah uh he doesn't really like you at first

Tecchou doesn't understand being mean just for the sake of it. I mean like, for Teruko, she uses it in her career, and Jouno is sadistic and weird and also uses it in his career. You're just petty because you can be

But the more time you spend together the more he realises that you're really not that bad- you're really just more of the loveable asshole type

An acquired taste, yes, but this is Tecchou we're talking about! That's his thing!

He learns to appreciate the things about you that many others would probably consider flaws. He influences you for the better definitely...

...BUT you also kinda make him worse

He will adopt your 'deal with it bitch' attitude sometimes, but it doesn't hinder his relationships or work so it's fiiiiine

(Jouno isn't a huge fan of it though...but at the same time he kind of respects you)

Tecchou probably won't admit it but he really likes to listen to you rant and bitch about people you don't like. He just likes to listen to you be angry about trivial things, he finds it equal parts endearing and entertaining

If you're mean to someone who deserves it? Well I mean...who is he to stop you?

At the end of the day you're definitely emotionally self-sufficient, so that's one less part of you for him to fret over. All's well that ends well or some shit idk

Teruko (platonic):

You guys are literally the best of friends

She's the loud fiery kind of mean and you are the 'I will straight up meticulously ruin your life' kind of mean

You on some r/nuclearrevenge type shit and she fucking loves that for you

Like she's fully willing to plot and scheme with you and do whatever mean shit you suggest. You two are menaces and she should absolutely not be a military soldier

Teruko WILL smite your enemies. And by smite your enemies I mean she will actively do what she can to ruin the lives of people you don't like, with absolutely no remorse (pretty sure she actually commits crimes to do this)

She LIVES for your cruel one-liners and clever insults. Every time she hears one she absolutely hollers

Teruko enjoys it when you're mean to the other Hunting Dogs (except Fukuchi). They can handle a couple bitchy words so it's not a huge deal, but she's just extra amused by it

For the record you're not *mean* mean, you're just...humbling them (which let's be real they could use from time to time (Jouno, again, looking at you))

Nobody is surprised by your guys' friendship really

You're a dangerous pair. Please stop

Teruko kinda likes that you hold grudges so frequently because she'll never tire of hearing you shittalk the same exact people and events over and over again

She'll shittalk them too

Dia doesn't approve of this friendship

Tachihara:

You guys know that scene in B99 where Jake says that he can't decide if he's scared of Amy or turned on by her and then decides that he's both? Yea, that's Tachihara with you

He is a good person at heart, and outside of his mafia gangster persona he's really not that mean, and as such he does not encourage mean behaviour. But like, when you do it? Mm...

Bro is WHIPPED

Lowkey he probably gets some of his mafia persona ideas from you 💀

His mafia coworkers have no questions about how you two get along, and they generally like you. The other Hunting Dogs have a few more questions

Tachihara isn't some shy, quiet introvert, but he is generally pretty chill and a nice person. They like to playfully tease him about how different the two of you are (though if it gets too far he knows he can count on you to rip them a new one with no issue)

Dw they still like you though! Especially Teruko

He has absolutely no problems with you for being cold and blunt. It's nothing he himself can't handle, and in some ways it actually makes talking to you easier

Again, I'll stress that you're not mean to him, you're just not the most lovey-dovey person out there. But you DO put effort in and that's what Tachihara cares about, even if it isn't in a stereotypical way

If anything else, you're certainly loyal!

Tachihara loves you for all of your different eccentricities, and he's also kinda turned on by them. Win-win? Win-win.

taglist~ ♡ @gettinshiggywithit, @fyodorhatr, @flower-of-darkness, @bejeweledgirl, @kokoenjiandco, @pinkiipeachiikeen

[romanoffsbish]

Double the Trouble

Yelena Belova x F!R (Platonic / Focus)

Natasha x F!R / Wanda x Yelena (Romantic)

Warnings: Drugs (Weed) | Alcohol Referenced

When your girls are off to save the day, you and Yelena have plans to stay and play. | WC: 1,852

Behave; this is what your girlfriends said when they left for their mission this morning, it was offensive and truth be told, only likely to warrant the opposite.

Who were they to tell you what you and Yelena should do? They being Wanda and Natasha, who lived their life off of some moral code, whereas you two didn't.

Quite the contrary really, at your cores you two were on the right side but you both also craved mischief.

To behave is to concede, and you two were far too stubborn to; to see their intentions weren't malicious.

——

Which is why neither of you listened to your lover.

There was a distinct odor to the room, bouncing off the cement walls of your garage that was decorated to look like a lounge. In one corner sat a record player that currently spun a random vinyl of Natasha's to fill the otherwise quiet space. An unlikely find when the both of you were usually in the same room together, but you were rather preoccupied and the blonde was irritated.

"Cyka," Yelena groaned, "stop hogging the blunt!"

You smirked around the damp filter, rolled your eyes then continued on, sucking on the burning stick until the smoke circling your chest sufficed you enough to allow Yelena a turn. "I am not giving this back."

"Whatever," you chuckled as you pulled another joint from the pile you'd spent an entire hour rolling. To be honest there was no reason to share the blunt, but in your sober state you'd deemed it the cautious play.

Now though, with the weed already infiltrating your mind you decided to throw all caution to the wind and sparked up another in mere seconds of losing the last.

The lack of conversation was no longer a concern, the tense atmosphere gone as you both settled into your highs... "Do you think babies can understand us?"

You snorted harshly, nearly choking on the inhale you just took in but you somehow managed to turn the cough into a burning sensation instead. "What?!"

"Listen to me Y/N Y/L/N!" Yelena pointlessly shouted, your attention was already on her. "What if when we are born we have the ability to just understand? Like, maybe our soul is still attached to our old lives?"

You hummed, "interesting," then took a final hit before putting the nearly finished blunt out so you could shift to face the blonde, with the amusingly low tolerance.

Yelena pouted, her signature expression. "What?"

"Oh, it's nothing serious Lena, it's just—I didn't really peg you for the type to believe in reincarnation."

"I don't fully," she replied with furrowed brows, and pursed lips, "I think old souls live in us momentarily before they leave to their afterlife. Leaving only a small part of themselves behind so we can be individuals."

You nodded, though you didn't quite see it the same.

"I think the ones that look like old people understand us—like, a two month old fella with hella wrinkles."

Yelena cackled, "Oh no, those babies are so ugly!"

You slapped her shoulder that had jerked off the couch with just how intensely her amusement had flowed.

"Hey, they need time to grow into their features!" You shook your head, "You can't call a baby ugly, asshole!"

"I did," Yelena flatly replied as she took another drag, smoke following her next words, "and I always will."

You looked at her astonished and she shrugged her shoulders. "What? You Americans need to face the cold hard truth, not everyone thinks your living, breathing potato looks cute. Some babies are ugly, it is simple."

You huffed, "but they're just babies, you can't—."

"Why can you call adults ugly?" Yelena cut you off.

"I don't," you groaned and she laughed, "Y/N, you literally told Bruce he was uglier than a pile of shit."

"That's different," you whined, "he flirted with Nat."

"Potato, po-tato, either way babies can be ugly."

"But-."

"Move on, I have more thoughts to explore."

"Are they all offensive?"

Yelena smirked. "Oh, most definitely..."

"Then I'll need another one of these," you concluded, one hand rubbed at your temples while the other reached for a packed joint. "Give me one too, cyka."

You passed the blonde another one then moved off of your bean bag so that you could lay on the furry rug. A shiver ran down your spine as the cold material rubbed against your bare arms where goosebumps rose. You giggled as you released a cloud of smoke and peered up at your pouting best friend. "Why so glum, chum?"

Another giggle left you as she grunted and dropped to sit down beside you, her legs crossed over one another. A rough hand gently caressed your cheek but you knew better than to trust the moment to remain sweet. In less than a seconds time she squished your cheeks and laughed maniacally as you struggled in her grasp.

"I hate you," you spat, words slurred as she hadn't let go yet. Once she did you continued to bitterly rant on, tone full of faux resentment, "I don't know why I even put up with you Belova. Wanda must be a saint."

"Because my bud is premium," she deadpanned, then her lips upturned softly. "And I'm your best friend."

You grinned then sighed, reluctant to admit, "You are."

"Come on," she shook your shoulders as she jumped to her feet. "We cannot let the weed slumber kick in yet!"

Reluctantly, you stood to your feet and wobbled over to the blonde who was stood waiting by your foldable table. Just like every time before you faced her and settled your elbow down on your side of the table.

"I am tired," you grumbled but the blonde didn't care. Her jacket was shrugged off and her hand linked with yours. "We have to be stronger than the weed loser."

"But why?" You exasperated, hand slamming hers into the table in the heat of the moment. "Oh my god!!!"

"No," Yelena immediately negated, "I wasn't ready."

"I don't care," you squealed and did a lap around the couch to release your excitement. "I finally won!"

Yelena shook her head, afraid of what you were about to say. "I get to pick your wedding entry song!!!"

"No," she growled, knowing damn well what this likely entailed. Your love for jokes superseded your loyalty.

A fight ensued as you turned the record player off and spoke, "Hey Siri, play my Yelena's entrance playlist."

"Y/N, I swear to god," she groaned, her arm swung out to swat your phone from your hand as a universally familiar tune played—clown music, how funny; not.

Yelena chased a giggling you around the room for several minutes before you started to slow down. Giving her the perfect opportunity to tackle you onto the same carpet she forced you to vacate earlier.

"Say sike right now or I will do it," Yelena threatened, her hands par curled beside your sides, you gulped knowing exactly how ruthless of a tickler she was.

"Hey siri," you squeaked, "play Lena's wedding song."

Yelena's eyes widened as she recognized the familiar tune of her favorite song, American Pie, but it was not the exact same. Instead it was void of the usual lyrics, slowed down on a piano alone and pitched upwards.

It brought tears to the blonde's eyes and she dropped to the floor beside you with a warm smile. "I hate you."

"I hate you too," you yawned, lips smacking almost dramatically as the cotton mouth hit you full force.

In contrast to the both of your baseless words you didn't let go of the blonde, you actually only held on tighter and she cuddled up to you as well, as sleep consumed the both of your drugged up minds entirely.

—

On a bed, only a city over sat your fianc�� with a hand on her stomach as she came down from her laughter. Wanda was on the bed beside hers in a similar state.

"Do you think she'll call our baby ugly?"

Natasha smirked. "Oh, most definitely..."

"Shut up," the witch groaned then averted her gaze back to the screen where the tomfoolery took place.

"Do you think they'll be mad when they find out?"

Natasha blinked away her tears of amusement and shrugged, this was truly their favorite past time. Every month, without fail, the women announce an overnight mission knowing you and Yelena would use that time to unwind together with your favorite substances.

Most of the time you two smoked weed, but on the rare occasion, her birthday, Yelena could convince you to down a bottle or two of pure vodka. Those times were usually under semi-supervision though. The one time Natasha or Wanda didn't they found the both of you passed out on the rooftop in clothes bigger than you.

No explanations were given, and quite frankly they preferred not knowing. Fortunately weed slowed the two of you down more than anything, so for a few hours they'd get endless laughs before you succumbed to the glorious sleep that always follows a dank sesh.

"Honestly, I think they know us enough to expect this. Y/N's even hinted to me that she knows, but this is harmless and helpful since they respect us too much to engage in their nefarious activities when we are there."

Wanda smiled, feeling more confident as she settled back into the plush pillow that lined the hotel bed. It was foreign to her to experience such comfort when Yelena insisted on hogging the pillows so that the witch had no other choice but to use her chest as a cushion.

Normal partners just ask to cuddle, but Yelena says, "I'm pretty sure I have scoliosis, I need them," and yanks the brunette into her embrace without fail.

With the two of you in your weed induced slumber the witch found herself near the same outcome. Then as if annoying others ran in the family, Natasha spoke tension into the peaceful air, "But since you lost our bet, and will be playing these clips at your wedding reception next month Lena will most definitely make you sleep on the hotel couch on your honeymoon."

"I hate you," Wanda groaned and threw her pillow at the smirking redhead who caught it with ease. "And yet you're signing on for a life of being my sister in law."

Natasha winked then laid the witches pillow beneath her head, "thanks for the extra cushion, I needed it."

Wanda fell back on her mattress with a sigh, "Cyka." Then a soft smile followed as she felt warmth in her chest at the reminder that she had a family, again.

Natasha flipped her off, but as she laid on her side with her phone propped on the stolen pillow she smiled just the same. Yelena was cuddled into your side and you unconsciously held her with such care that it made the redhead thankful as she reminisced your relationship.

This was all she ever wanted, her little found family.

[fumifooms]

Mickrin

Fifth entry of my “Dunmeshi rarepairs I will birth with my own hands if I have to” series. This one’s straight up embarrassing, like of course the shadow version of Chilchuck and Marcille would get me.

It suddenly grabbed me out of nowhere. What got me thinking about it is this exchange, first comic third panel, because like… Woah. He knows she has a thing for Kabru? Or something. And he has NO FEAR. Like it’s so forward and has 0 pretenses lmao. And then I thought… And oh no. Oh no.

"I can fix him" x "I can make her worse"

Very uptight and strict and rules-following and too self-aggrandizing tbh x will not hesitate to insult you to your face and sleazy and free spirit…. Kuro is involved in an ot3 of sorts in my head and basically they drag her into Situations of various moral standing aka scams or idk going to a club god forbid. I think she needs to relax and get taken down 1 peg maybe, and I think he needs like…….. Someone to teach him what is unhealthy lmao, also remind him to get work benefits, and if they can like get to feel safe and comfy with one another (and god just the road there would be a beautiful trainwreck to watch) they would be gossip besties worsties.

Kabru needs to be the epitome of morals but like, if it’s Mickbell she can lower the bar… Just for him… <3 She can fix him just a little and she’ll be like "wow! Ok I can settle for this amount of upstanding behavior from you Mickbell you get a gold star"

I never expected it ok I read this extra expecting nothing and god knows why I saw him be like "hey u like Kabru right. You’re his babysitter right. Which poor sap is being Kabru’s maid" with 0 fear and her being so casually pissed back at him and idk, how they’re so comfy being not polite with one another but they’re still coworkers-friends despite it… Crazy for how prickly they both are that they manage that much. They bicker and see each other as annoying at best but weirdly dependable and friends despite it all and……….. I am going to grow them in a lab and observe how I can make it work

MICKBELL IS A REBOUND MORE AT 9??? Maybe Rin and Mickbell have a one night stand and then the aftermath dynamic is this….. She probably regrets it. And then it gets more complex and grows into something odd as she becomes hyperaware of him and they have this little complicity thing going on….

I think cuddling with Kuro (who would be more like a platonic protective & soothing presence in his and Rin’s relationship rather than romo) would destress her actually I think she needs and deserves it. Go to a dog cafe bbygirl it’ll fix you. So what I’m saying is the three of them watch a movie and Rin and Mickbell are sitting on Kuro’s laps and everyone is so comfy. Kuro’s legs die halfway through but he’s self-sacrificing it’s fine….. Actually Mick is on his laps Rin’s just nuzzled into his side. There, fixed. I am so weirdly invested in them… They’re funky to think about. Rin seeing Mickbell and Kuro like "you guys are aware that what you two have is fucked up right" and then joining them in the messy dynamic 🤝  Put them in situations. That will be all.

The sheer amount of sass on their own, let alone together…

Make them get drunk together it’ll be glorious

[glitterforashes]

hi, i was curious if you could do sally face character w someone who plays the bass (guitar) it can be platonic and gender neutral if you want. feel free to ignore and dont forget to take care of yourself (sorry if im not doing this right, its the first time i've made a request)

𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 ; 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐱 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

>>> thank you to @flo0werry for requesting! i am so honored to be your first request experience. i am very sorry for taking so long to get to this, had to have a break from social media for a while! that being said, my writing is probably very bad and rusty so not too much on me please. 🙏🏼 mainly fluff and giggles, gender neutral reader, platonic-ish (?). hope you enjoy!

sally was a quiet, odd little dude and everyone knew it. he didn’t have many hobbies besides playing video games and ghost hunting, but when he met (y/n), that changed. they were like the modern day stevie nicks to everyone in the apartments, known to carry their base strapped across their back at all times. he avoided them for a while, not knowing what to say to spark up conversation, but that changed when fate brought them together in the way of getting them stuck in the rusty old elevator.

“well this blows.” (y/n) said, slumping down into a seated position against the wall, which was probably the most unsanitary thing they had done all day. sally nodded slightly in agreement, stealing a quick glance at them from the corner of his eye. “so what’s your deal?” they asked, looking up at him from their spot on the floor. sally’s face flushed behind his mask and he turned to face them as they said, “you talk or what?” he looked down at his shoes and moved his hands behind his back, tucking them between the wall and his bum. “uh, yeah. yeah i talk. my names sally.”

“cool. i’m (y/n).” they reached behind their back, took off their guitar, propped it up between their folded legs and started to fiddle with the tuning pegs. “i know.” they paused briefly, as if shocked, before going back to what they had been doing. “you know? you some kind of stalker or something?” sally’s face fell, his eyes going wide. “what? no! no, i’m not a stalker. just, everyone knows you here. you’re kinda hard to miss when you’ve got that thing poking out of your back all the time.” he pointed to their base.

“oh, this ‘ol thing? yeah, guess you’re right. her name’s daisy.” sally blinked. “you named the guitar?” (y/n) turned their head up to him and grinned, raising an eyebrow. “do the things you love not have names?” sally didn’t respond, only slid down next to them and tucked his knees close to his chest. “you play?” they asked, strumming their fingers over the freshly tuned strings and nodding in approval at the sound. “no.” he said, scooting towards the corner nearest to him to give them and ‘daisy’ some room. “wanna learn?” he was silent for a few moments, feeling (y/n)’s stare on him. he might never get the opportunity to talk to them again if he turned this down, so.. “sure.” he muttered, scooting back as (y/n) lifted daisy and handed her to him. “i know all the strings.” he said as he took the guitar, holding it awkwardly like it would explode.

“why’re you holdin’ it like that? she’s not gonna bite you. here,” (y/n) gently grabbed his arms and adjusted his hold, placing his fingers on the b and a strings. “i’ve just never held something so expensive before.” he said. (y/n) laughed and moved so they would be sitting in front of him, optimum placement for teaching. “we’ll start you off with something easy, yeah?”

(y/n) and sally spent close to thirty minutes learning the opening to a song (y/n) loved, sally impressing them with his knowledge of rhythm and pace. “that’s so sick, man. start from the beginning.” they said, scooting back a little to observe him. sally strummed all the strings once, twice, before breaking out into the music, playing each chord perfectly. (y/n) was grinning like an idiot when they picked up the chorus, starting to sing the words. their voice was raspy and smooth and edged and feminine all at the same time and it made sally feel ways he didn’t know were possible. (y/n) was watching his hands but he was watching them, the smile on their face as they sang like it was the only thing they knew how to do. (y/n) didn’t even notice when he started playing past the part they’d taught him, too lost in the song to care.

just as the song came to an end, the elevator doors dragged apart loudly, making an awful screeching and groaning sound. “oh, hey man.” a male voice said from behind them. (y/n) turned around to see larry the rocker boy and lisa the maintenance lady standing in the doorway, larry with a crap-eating grin and lisa with a doe-like expression on her face. “hey.” sally stood up from the floor with daisy still cradled in his arms as lisa started apologizing about the inconvenience, saying how the elevator was such a piece of rusty old crap. (y/n) stood up next, running a hand through their hair as they faced larry and lisa. “i heard you playing. i didn’t think you still knew that song.”

larry said. (y/n) turned to sally with an eyebrow raised, hands on their hips. “still?” they asked, looking between the two boys. sally had gone stiff and they seemed to almost be communicating telepathically. almost, because larry continued talking. “oh yeah. that was the first song i ever taught him on base.”

the gears clicked into place in (y/n)’s brain and a slow, wicked grin spread onto their face. “you, sally, are a liar.” they said, taking daisy back from him and slinging her over their back. they huffed a little laugh and looked between the two boys again, shaking their head. “see you around, sally.” they sauntered out of the elevator and regarded lisa with a few kind words and a gentle pat on the shoulder as they went, giving sally one last smirk over their shoulder before they disappeared around the corner.

larry turned on sal immediately, a ‘no-way’ expression on his face. “you talked to them?” he asked, grabbing sal by the shoulders. “yeah.” “and you told them you don’t know how to play??” “yeah.” “you sly dog, you!” larry slapped him on the shoulder like a proud dad, a smile breaking out onto his face.

“did you invite them to the thing tonight? at the lake?” “…crap.” “Sally!”

(y/n) stood around the corner, hand covering their mouth as they giggled and hurriedly scribbled some words onto an old napkin they found in their pocket. when they were done, they oh-so conveniently dropped the piece of paper on the ground, knowing they’d see it and pick it up.

the note read, “room three oh two, seven o’clock. be there. see you then.”

(y/n) quickly turned and hurried to their room as they heard sal and larry’s voices get closer, slipping through the door before they saw them.

one second. two, five, ten. then, the most excited whoops and shouts. (y/n) laughed so hard their stomach hurt, shaking their head. “aw, man.” they walked across their living room and pat their cat on the head, a little extra pep in their step as they walked towards their bedroom to get ready.

“imagine if he knew that i’ve been watching him too.”

[hetaero]

about me.

18 year old gentle mommy domme; trichophiliac. pretty much aromantic.

NOTE not looking for anything, but okay with discussing kinks platonically (for relatability. please no self-inserts/roleplay, I'm not looking to dom anyone). Do NOT MESSAGE ME about wanting me/wanting to talk to me sexually in any way. I also prefer to interact with people not more than 5 years older than me in general, since otherwise that would be a bit odd for me. It is ONLY OKAY to message me about objective questions and discussions about kink. No "you and i". Still, even then, I'd prefer sending me an ask first. I only reply if it seems interesting and if you specify what you want to talk about and you don't seem like you're trying to talk dirty to me. Also I'm really awkward/I have high functioning autism so don't expect me to be good at interacting💀

*this post is subject to periodic changes based on my experiences

things I'm into:

cutting boys hair (in a caring way)

watching boys have their hair cut

pretty much all things gentle femdom

light mommy dom/little boy dynamic (can include age regression or not; can include both sfw and nsfw activities)

gently pegging/fingering boys

extremely shy boys/virgins/inexperienced guys/nerds/sexually repressed dudes (I have issues)

Boys in skirts (NOT sissies. or non-cis men)

light bondage (mostly using hands to hold people down)

+ I'm also into cutting girls hair but with girls I'm not gentle at all like I am with guys, lmao

things im NOT into:

Vaginal sex. or giving oral. or receiving anal. Getting head is nice but thinking about it doesn't do anything for me. I'll do those things eventually but they just don't ... turn me on really

Older men 😐 if you're over 5 years older than me please don't interact with me directly

hard/rough domming/being a "mistress". not into the mean shit. No degrading either

hardcore bdsm of any kind (a little bit of bondage is okay)

being submissive in any way (I do like subs teasing me sometimes tho that's about it)

women or non-cis men

having my own hair cut. Oddly enough not my thing

extreme or bald hairstyles (hnts, extreme flattops, mohawks, mullets aren't for me)

Non-head hair play

any impact play/pain (other than light smacking or choking, which is fine, I'll do it if asked)

Hardcore abdl. Not into diapers really / I draw the line at feces 💀

Pet play/puppy play of any kind. The cat ears are as far as I'll go

findom

anyway. uh. be nice. this is just an outline but there's obviously more to my wants and icks than this so feel free to ask

[mokisano]

Osuke Neko-Kun | Yarichin Bitch Club x Male reader [Chapter 1]

cw: Threesome, male sex, blow jobs, creampies, hate fuck, mating press, possible polyamorous relationship, mostly Ayato Yuri x Reader, Platonic relationships, oral sex, fingering, anal, BDSM, gangbang, sex toys eg. vibrators, pegging, rough sex, fluff, mentions and light descriptions of abuse

Summary: The new transfer student, [Name] [Last Name], has been moved to study at the 'great' all-boys boarding school Morimori Academy and has been quite excited to meet his best friends from middle school Yuri Ayato and Tamura Yui, especially Yuri, thinking nothing has changed from the year they haven't seen each other but oh boy is he wrong. Everything he seemed to once know about them has changed once he joined the school's Photography Club.

He's in for a hell of a ride. Literally.

People who identify as Female and minors DNI! This is not for you! If older female readers are looking for a Yari-bu x Reader I suggest reading 'That Girl' by @mozumon! This story will also have major spoilers for the manga so read with caution! I don’t own the characters, all were originally made and written by Ogeretsu Tanaka.

Everything felt so warm and soft as if your bed was just hugging your body as you rested quietly. Well until one of the cleaners busted into your room thinking you were ready and already down stairs getting your shoes on.

"Oh my! Master [Name]! I'm so sorry! Goodness-" She stuttered as she fumbled with the cleaning equipment in her hands as you sat up quickly from your bed half asleep but somehow had adrenaline in your veins.

The poor woman kept going on as you rubbed your eyes and combed your hair back with your hand as you glanced around you almost 'empty' room since you'd already done your packing which were only essential items "I, I thought you were already gone- or getting ready to leave!"

"Wait-" You then said, sleep still evident in your voice, the way your voice sounded almost scaring the poor cleaning woman alone, "What time is it?"

"U,uh...8:10 am I think young master-"

"8:10?!" you suddenly shouted as you grabbed your phone from charge and checked the time for yourself as the middle-aged woman looked like her soul left her body from your sudden outburst.

"I'm going to be late! Really late!" You shouted, since your home was a couple of minutes away from the academy, as you got out of bed and the poor cleaning woman slowly backed out of your room to give you space as you messily shoved your uniform onto yourself and brushed your hair. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to be on your phone late last night.

Once you looked presentable you grabbed your things you ran to the door but suddenly stopped and glanced at your electric guitar that was placed neatly next to its case, contemplating if you should bring it before groaning and running out of your room to brush your teeth and get to the front door at a good time, leaving a dazed cleaner leaning onto the wall as she watched you run down the stairs.

You were tugging at the back of your shoe to make sure it was on properly before seeing the cleaning woman near the stairs, about to go back to cleaning before smiling and waving at you.

"Dōmo arigatōgozaimasu!" You thanked the kind woman before leaving the house in a rush causing the woman to shake her head and laugh.

You were almost out of breath as you got to the car that was waiting for you for almost an hour and a half, the driver's face full of stress and annoyance once you got in. You couldn't blame him.

"I'm so sorry sir! Please hurry!" You managed to breath out as you caught your breath.

"Alright alright! Just stop breathing so loudly.."

"Gomen!"

You bowed deeply to the driver once you arrived at the school gates, the time was just fine leaving you enough time to run to get your information and get to your homeroom and not look tardy on your 'first' day of school.

This was technically the other first year's have been their much more longer than you since your father was home-schooling you because he thought letting you go to a normal school was messing with your brain. Which it didn't but thank the heavens he gave you a chance.

"Enough already, just go." The driver then said with a small smile as he waved his hand outside the window of the car at you while you nodded. Making your way quickly down the empty halls of the school and reaching the place where you were given your things, hoping your things were already in your dorm.

"Come in!" a gentle voice would call from behind the door as you knocked before you opened it to show a kind-looking man in his early 20s, he had dark hair and ocean blue eyes and a welcoming smile as he sat behind a desk and computer.

"Ah! Good morning you must be Mr [Last Name] [Name] yes?" He asked, his voice as sweet as honey, a small smile on his face as you nodded. His fingers typed quite quickly as he searched for your information on the school's database.

"Alright, your homeroom will be 1-D, this will be your dorm key and this will be your schedule!" He then continued as he handed you your things, handing you another pair of the keys since it was normal for some first years to misplace their first set. "Now you should hurry off now. You don't want to be late."

You just nodded before leaving the room like your life depended on it, you really wanted to get this over and done with. Introductions are one of the worst things about the first days. It would've been so much easier if you came in on the actual first day...

As you got closer to the classroom door you could hear some faint voice before seeing the teacher at his desk before making eye contact with you, causing you to flinch ever so slightly. God why did his head move so quick...it was like he knew you were there.

The man soon got up, which none of the students cared about as he went to talk to you. God...let's pray this goes by quickly.

"Ah..." You mumbled out on impulse as you glanced at everyone in the room, your nerves getting the best of you before your teacher cleared his throat, as if telling you to go on.

"I am [Last Name] [Name], I recently transferred to MoriMori Academy. I like making music and playing guitar. Please take care of me." you said, a small blush coming onto your cheeks as you fiddled with your sleeves, all their eyes making you uncomfortable, as you did a small bow.

"Thank you [Name]-san, please take a seat next to Toono-san." the teacher said with a nod as the brown-haired boy called Toono raised his hand and gave you a smile. You returned and quickly sat next to him while the teacher started to talk as you did a little victory scream in your mind for successfully surviving the introduction.

"Hi, I'm Toono Takashi, I'm also a transfer student but you probably already know heh." The brown-haired boy that sat next to you greeted you with the same kind smile, his eyes were a beautiful emerald green and his hair looked soft and like you could fall asleep from just touching it.

You just chuckled softly behind your hand as you took in his features and nodded "And you probably know who I am. It's nice to meet you Toono-"

"Toono-san, [Name]-san you both can get to know each other AFTER, thank you." the teacher then said causing some chuckles and laughs to come from the others while Toono's face started to turn red while you sighed and looked to the side, embarrassed that you were caught.

You both apologised softly before looking at each other and laughing it off quietly. It's nice to know there is someone you know in your homeroom you could talk to. And not long after your other classes began, joy!

You had your head on your desk with a groan as the class ended and the students got ready to leave to have lunch with their friends while Toono got up and went over to you with a empathetic look and tapped your shoulder.

"Are you okay [Name]?" He said with a awkward smile as you raised your hair from the table, your bangs getting messed up in the process, letting out a hum before seeing a orange haired boy walk up to you both with a small skip in his step. And you could just tell that he was VERY well liked.

"Toono! Wanna have lunch with me?" the ginger haired boy asked with one of the most sweetest smiles you've ever seen, not seeming to notice you.

"Ah- Well I'd love too!" Toono replied with a small blush on his cheeks, but hey! you don't judge, as he talked to him while you just sat there akwardly looking to the side as you fixed your hair until you heard the orange haired boy say something.

"Ah~! Sorry! You must be the new transfer student right? I'm Yaguchi Kyousuke. But you can call me Yacchan! I hope we can be friends." Yacchan said with angelic smile, his chocolate brown eyes having a golden glow in the sunlight. Now you understood why Toono was blushing, this man wasn't just kind and popular...HE'S AN ANGEL!

"Ah- I'm [Last Name] [Name], but I think you already know aha...It's nice to meet you." you said awkwardly once again as you rubbed the back of your neck as your started to admire his features once again.

"Have you decided on a club you're going to join?" Yacchan then asked making Toono turn to you with a odd expression but you just ignored it for now.

"Well... I heard there was a Photography Club in this school but if there is a music club I'd love to join tha-"

"MUSIC YES!" Toono then said loudly with a shaky smile making you both look at the brown haired boy. "I mean, music club sounds like a perfect club for you [Name]!" he'd then say clearing his throat after that random outburst while you laughed it off.

"I'd agree with Toono if it wasn't full already..." Yacchan then said with a soft tone as he looked at Toono then you, smiling apologetically, "But I'm sure the Photography Club is in need for more members-"

"NO! I mean-" Toono then paused realizing he shouted again, causing the poor boy to blush embarrassedly and laugh to himself.

"Aw do you not want to be in the same club as [Name], Toono?" Yacchan said in a teasing tone as a small smirk grew onto his face, leaning closer to him while Toono tried to find the right words. The scene in general making you laugh.

"What no! It'd be great to have [Name] in my club it's just- there are so many other clubs that can work with music!" he said as you looked at him with a deadpan expression "Yeah like what?"

"..."

"That's what I thought, plus it doesn't sound that bad!"

"Are you really sure? It's just...never mind but are you sure?"

"Toono...Plus I'm sure next year there will be a space in the music club." You sighed out, leaving Yacchan to giggle at the little conversation, while Toono just nodded in a defeated way.

"And since we'll share the same club soon you've gotta help we register for it!" you said in a childlike manner as you got up from you seat as playfully punched Toono's shoulder to which you internally shouted at yourself for while Toono nodded again but more willing to help you, his smile less shaky as well.

"Oh yeah! Would you like to sit with us too [Name]?" Yacchan then invited you, tilting his head slightly making you think of a cat.

"You really should! We're having Yacchan's cousin join as well!" Toono then added, Yacchan looking to the side with a unreadable look on his face once Toono mentioned his cousin but who were you to pass up an opportunity like that? "Sure! It's better than walking around the place alone!"

"Great! Cmon~" Yacchan then said, seemingly going back to normal as he held onto your sleeve gently, making you blush as the unexpected act but it made you smile either way.

'This is going amazing~ I'll see you soon Yuri!'

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[xsezzie]

TickleTober Day 11 : Pumpkin

Characters: Solomon & Simeon (or romantic if you want to see it that way)

Warnings: Nah

Pairing key: & = platonic, x = romantic!

Solomon can't cook for shit but his cooking always has magical powers for some reason...? At least that's what I remember when I played this game LOL

“Oh, come on Simeon, trust me! This will be the best pumpkin pie you have ever tasted!”

Solomon grinned happily, stirring the… “food” he was trying to make. Simeon could only look on in horror as it began to turn a dark purple colour.

“Hey… why don’t we let Luke do the Halloween baking? You know he would uh… love the opportunity to improve!”

The angel was nervous. Why did Diavolo allow Solomon to join the cooking team for the upcoming Halloween celebration!? Simeon needed to come up with some sort of way to save everyone.

"Hmph... I can help too you know!"

Ah, everyone was doomed.

Later that evening, Solomon and Simeon had finished up their duties. After completing his pumpkin pie, the human had left to go set up all the tables, thankfully not cooking anything else. Simeon felt bad, he could see Solomon was proud of it, but there was no way he could let anyone, not even Beel, eat it.

But maybe it was okay? What if the pie was not toxic despite its looks? Maybe he could sneak a taste…

And sneak a taste he did, Simeon gently took a piece of the whipped cream, or at least that’s what he thought it was, and licked it off his finger.”

“Huh… this is quite nice… wait what!?”

Did he just think it tasted nice? No no this has to be some trick.

Simeon tried another little bit of the cream, and it did in fact taste nice.

“Ah Simeon! What are you doing!?” Solomon caught the angel red handed.

Simeon turned his head around and stared wide eyed - oh. He can feel it now. There was something wrong with the pie after all, and it was not the taste. It was the weird powers Solomon’s food always came with.

“Solomon…” The brunette couldn’t fight it now.

“What? What has gotten into you? First you start eating my pie and now you are looking at me funny…” He pouted.

The urge was overwhelming despite only having a small piece - “I am going to tickle you.”

“Huh-HEY!” Solomon cried out as Simeon punched on him, wrestling to pin his arms up.

“I’m sorry… it must be done… I must tickle you…”

“Wait wait what why!? Aaah!!! S-Simeohohon!”

Simeon successfully managed to pin the white haired boy's arms up with one hand and used the other to poke his exposed armpits to see if he was ticklish.

“Oho? What do we have here?”

“Ahahah! What are you doooihihihing! Stahahaap!”

“I cannot, I just… have this awful urge to tickle you… I blame whatever weird things you put into that pie or yours!”

“I-I didn’t do anythihihihiiing I sweahahahahahar! Aaack!! Simeon!!”

The brunette had let go of his arms now and dove both hands into his armpits, causing Solomon to throw his head back with even more laughter.

“HAHAHAAH SIHIHIHIHIMEOHOHOHON!!! THAT'S MY WEAK SPOT HAHAHAHA!!!”

“Excellent… heh, seeing you like this is quite amusing my friend~ You’re always so sly, maybe this will knock you down a peg.”

Simeon smiled, almost maniacally, as the white haired boy continued to squirm under him.

“D-Don’t make me call Asmo hahahahaha!!!”

“I think Asmo would love to join me~”

“Nohohohoo!!!”

“What’s this about me~?”

Simeon stopped tickling as soon as the familiar voice of Asmodaeus was heard behind him.

“Are you playing tickles without me~ How could you!” Asmo pouted.

“Uh… hey Asmo…” Solomon gulped nervously.

“Asmodaeus… please try some of Solomon’s pumpkin pie… and tell me what you think… I just tried some right now and I need someone else to test this…”

Simeon noticed as the fifth born looked terrified at the idea of eating Solomon’s cooking, but the fact that someone else had already tried it and was living in front of him to tell the tale made him curious.

He approached and also swiped a bit of whipped cream from the pie, licking his finger in curiosity. “Huh… why is this good… I don’t see what the big deal is- oh.”

Asmo stared at Solomon and Simeon on the ground, the human looking up in fear. “Ohh~ Hehe… I see now Simeon… I too have this strong desire to just tickle my dear Solomon… perhaps we should continue together~?”

“Wait… no… please Asmo NOHOHOHOOO!!!!”

[billys-pretty-babe]

Hi Emily 💙

How are you darling ? Feeling good today ? 🤍

Could I request a fic please ? Something in which reader is best friends with Billy and one day he comes home looking exhausted and she notices he is more tense and stressed than usual, her heart breaks for him so she offers to give him a shoulder massage. At first it's pretty light but gradually Billy relaxes more. She is so soft, so gentle, and so sweet with him that he's on the verge of tears because no one has ever done that for him before.

The second time it happens is maybe because of an injury he got from a basketball game and then reader gives him a full body massage and that's when he breaks down for good. Like full sobbing.

Pure fluff please 🤍🤍🤍🥺🥺🥺

Thank you Em 💙 You are a ✨ gem✨.

Hi babe! I'm doing great, I hope you are too. I'm so sorry this took a few days to finish, I've been studying for my upcoming finals :)

Comfort

Pairing : Billy Hargrove x Reader

Summary : ^^^^^^^

Warnings : Billy makes two sex jokes, few swear words but otherwise all fluff!!!

Word Count : ~ 1.5k

A/N : Billy and Reader mention love but it's all platonic!! Billy calls Reader 'babe' but it's just a pet name, no romance!

Billy tiredly trudged into his bedroom to see you on his bed. He smiled as best as he could, exhaustion on his face. "How long have you been here?" You shrugged because it had been long enough for you to lose track of time. "Not long," you responded. Billy put his hand in his back, groaning as he took off his shirt.

Billy rolled his neck, trying to relieve the pressure. "Come here, B." He looked at you before sitting between your legs. You tied his hair up so it wasn't in your way. "What're you doing," he asked, his words slurring. You put your hands on his naked shoulders, gently rubbing the mole he had.

"Just gonna rub your shoulders." He nodded and he felt you apply pressure on his left shoulder as you rubbed the tension out with your thumbs. You softly hummed as you continued to knead his tight muscles. Slowly he began to relax, practically melting into your touch as the knots in his shoulders diminished into nothing. "Am I hurting you?" He quickly shook his head. "No, don't stop please," he softly pleaded.

The more you gently rubbed and quietly talked, the more he felt his walls crumble. Sure, you guys were best friends but he was still guarded. He snapped out of his trance when you gently rubbed the bottom of his neck, making him cringe slightly as he felt slight pain, making you quietly apologize to him before moving your hands again to his shoulder blade.

You were being gentle with him and it made his eyes get teary because throughout his entire life no had been gentle with him until he met you, a person he met during the rough transition period in his life. He felt groggy the more you rubbed. He shimmied down the bed before flopping down in your lap. You laughed and twirled a curl that had fallen out of the hair tie.

"Tired?" He nodded and you attempted to get out from underneath him and he went dead weight as he felt you wiggle. "Stay, quick nap and then I'll take you to the drive-in." You nodded and played with his hair before you both fell asleep.

Months passed, the two of you hanging out everyday and you going to his games no matter what. One night after a game that you weren't able to attend, he walked into your room with a pained expression on his face. "I hurt my back." You put your book down and laid a towel down because no matter how much you loved him, he stunk. He laid on the towel and groaned as he tried to relax on his stomach, his legs hanging off of your bed.

"You're so sweaty," you said as you looked at his back that was slick in sweat, some beads rolling off of his sides and onto the towel. He laughed, "That's man sweat, babe." You rolled your eyes and wiped off his sweaty skin with a discarded towel from your shower earlier in the day. You moved to straddle his butt. "Babe, I'm not into pegging." You rolled your eyes and slapped his thigh, "Shut up." You both laughed and you shook your head.

"Where does it hurt." He grabbed your wrist gently and placed your hand where it was hurting. "Okay, just relax as best as you can." He nodded and moved his arms under his head. "Want some music on?" Billy softly laughed, "Am I gonna get a happy ending." You rolled your eyes once more. "No, I don't want your dick touching me at all." He laughed before you began working your hands over his shoulders first as he hummed.

"I'm not a professional, you know that right?" He nodded, "You're gentle with me, that's why I come to you." You nodded and continued what you were doing as you both talked about the game. You put slightly more pressure on his shoulder blade and he groaned in satisfaction. The room grew quiet before his occasional groan. Your hands moved down to his back to where it hurt the most.

Billy began to think, his eyes shut as he thought about every single way you've cared for him and loved him. You vowed to always be his best friend through thick and thin and for some reason, he felt like life was always going to be on the thick side but no matter what, you were always with him reassuring him every step of the way.

He got into a fight? You were cleaning his wounds, talking him out of his head space. He was remembering his mom? You were there holding his hand and listening to him vent. Through it all in Hawkins, you were there and you'd always be there.

He didn't know it until he sniffled that he was crying. Your hands stopped as they laid on his skin. "B? Did I hurt you? I'm sorry." He shook his head and wiped his tears. "No, I'm okay, promise." You gently rubbed your thumb at the nape of his neck. "Did something happen?" He shook his head, "Just th-thinking," he hiccuped as he spoke, his throat threatening to close as the dam in his eyes was cracking at the pressure of his tears, raging waves ready to leave his beautiful eyes.

You continued to rub his neck softly. "Wanna talk about it?" He shook his head again. "Okay, is it okay if I continue or do you want me to stop?" He sniffled once more, letting his tears fall quickly. "Continue please." You nodded and continued to rub, putting slight pressure at the sorest part of his back. Billy closed his eyes, thinking of his memories with you.

You had both drunk too much alcohol as couples and even friends kissed around the two of you. You and Billy had only been friends for a mere week, if that by the time you had invited him to Tina's party.

"Wanna get outta here," Billy asked, his words slightly slurred. You nodded and he grabbed your hand and ran out of the house as you ran with him, both of you stumbling and he passed his car and your car before running across the road, dodging the slow cars before running into the woods with you.

He tripped over a tree root and landed in a bush, bringing you with him as you crashed into his toned chest as you both loudly laughed. He looked at the stars and began tracing some of them using your index finger. "We should be friends forever." You looked up at him, his eyes glassy and his brain disoriented, surely the California boy wasn't growing soft. "Okay," you responded with a shrug of your shoulders.

That was ten months ago and you kept your word. You finished the massage. "Payment time." Billy laughed and reached into his gym bag and grabbed the snacks that you loved and you thanked him, placing a quick peck to his cheek as he sat up and wiped his face as you opened the bag. "Wanna talk about it now?" He shrugged. "You treat me differently than anyone else has and it feels so fucking good but at the same time, it's like one fuck up and you're out."

You raised a brow, "Billy, I'm not leaving. I know it seems too good to be true, trust me I feel the same but I know I can always count on you when I get into shit that I shouldn't be in and I'm the same for you." He nodded as he laid on your pillows, talking about everything that was making him overthink.

"I'm always here and I'll always be here, nothing will ever change that, okay?" He nodded and squeezed your knee. "Love you." You smiled and rubbed his head like he was a child, "Love you too, B." He laughed and fixed his hair before he got comfortable. "Are you about to fall asleep?" He nodded as he yanked the blanket from you. "Give that back," you said as you tugged it from his tight grip, falling onto your floor and he cackled loudly. "Oh my god," he said as he tried to catch his breath, huffing out a little.

"Help me up you ass." He laughed again and helped you up and you placed the blanket over the two of you. "Don't take my half." He rolled his eyes and mocked you making you both laugh. You settled in, putting your rolled up snacks on your bedside table, knowing you'd finish them in the morning before you fell asleep with Billy.

[m1zumono]

what i read in 2024!!

i read a total of 952 ao3 works last year and this is what they were :D

general info about the length of fics and stuff like that because. i want to know.

total word count was 18143678, about a million less than 2023 and less than half of 2022, but this is also the first year i've made sure this ONLY includes what i finished. still was less than i expected but it makes sense considering the gaps of just not reading anything (less than 2023 though there were MONTHS where i read nothing)

mean word count was 19058 and median was 7152, i read a fuck ton of really short fics and a few very long ones apparently, and the longest fic i read was just over 400k - just checked what it was and apparently i reread 91w i literally do not remember that

i think that this is just really making it obvious that most of what i read was porn. most fics were under 10k, most were oneshots, it's all porn. but like,, i think i probably read more words of non-porn than of porn. i don't know and i cba to work it out

stuff about ratings, categories, warnings :) apparently it is not in fact all porn but like that's a lot. i read a LOT of like avengers & peter domestic shit, think that makes up a lot of the gen tbh, and it's less explicit than 2023 iirc

mostly m/m. gay man reads gay fic. shocking. think the f/m is almost entirely background pairings in spider-man fics or matt murdock getting pegged. also feel the need to say that i turned 18 this year and am not a freak thank you

nothing really surprising here tho, disappointingly few lesbians :(

fandoms!!! mostly marvel. shocking. i cba figuring out the total number of marvel fics because that would mean doing a lot and i'm not doing that, i am tired and coding sucks, but yeah it's a lot of spider-man and daredevil stuff. the iron man stuff is entirely spider-man and probably tagged because of harley. also the red hood and the outlaws is just jayroy porn

excluding marvel and dc because jesus, a lot of spn between the two tags and some house and twd. not a lot else. nothing really surprising, did think i would have read more than one 911 fic but knew it wouldn't be much??

and. characters. so so much spider-man. so so much irondad spiderson. i hate tony stark in everything other than domestic peter fics, there's not a lot other than marvel so like above im getting rid of the marvel (not the dc tho that can stay)

idk there's nothing really to say. did not think i'd read that much jason stuff. all that is very recent i love that guy tho. cas is there twice so i combined him and the same for house. rickyl actually had theee same number of fics i gen think every fic i read with one had the other i don't read twd other than occasional rickyl. but yeah it's just spn, house, dc, twd

relationships!!! i decided to split this because otherwise it would tell me fuck all so romantic first (okay not romantic some of it is but a lot of it is. just porn)

destiel. stucky. hilson. fratt. spideypool. jayroy. im fucking boring. the pepperony is background in the irondad fics like literally all of it every single one. there are so so disappointingly few women in this but also that entirely makes sense. didn't think clint and matt would appear but also that's like about 7 fics so. the stuckony is entirely porn, the cassiedean is (almost) entirely t4t, the stony is also entirely porn other than like. three.

platonic time yeah that's. a lot of irondad. i have fucking nothing to say about any of this other than that the only ones i actively search out are matt & peter, team red, frank & peter, and nelson murdock and page my loves. also i read a total of 172 'peter field trip to si' fics with the tag. what the fuck.

this is entirely unsurprising i read a lot of fluff and a lot of angst. the nsfw stuff is just fun to look at i like how high pegging is. also rimming. i think the praise kink stuff is just in fics i have literally never tagged it in and don't look for it, pretty much the same with d/s but that's just bc i cba tagging it. also don't think i've tagged in either of the last two in the past year

edit: pegging stats. most pegged character was matt murdock, followed by dean winchester. 4 of the fics tagged pegging were m/m and maybe mentioned pegging. i am confused.

okay now just general fun shit to know. i missed watersports a total of 7 times and was either surprised by it or just read it anyway. i don't think i read something for it though. not sure? might've done tbh, who knows, i think the oviposition was jason todd. also. i just checked and i did not read a single fic tagged pregnancy i am so proud of myself. okay the jason ovi fic logically must have had it but . i do not fucking know

and then :) my favourite bit :) a total of 36 fics had 'no beta we die like _' tagged, some of them were about the author or not about a specific character so. yeah. but i've sorted them a little bit. jason is on where he was specified, men is not exclusively men and is variations of people, and tony was also under iron man

most importantly, authors!!!! in pink because pink, these are the authors i read 4 or more fics from, thank you!!! thank you @not_me_underc0ver for the irondad spiderson, thank you @sobsicles for making me cry, @dumbbitchnumberone for tvg and the dd/dp!!, and everyone else i read anything from <33

i think that's everything and i am gonna end up rbing this with something i forgot. also this is entirely for my own reference because i want to knowwww and compare things but my files from last year are not on this laptop and i cba to find them

update: i just searched my photos and found the ratings pie chart from last year, it was about 65% explicit, that's actually kinda impressive. also it was like 80% destiel which is . insane.

tagging @dicklessthewonderclown hi dean because i am gonna watch ur thing when u post it and @timetravelfag and @castielsprostate because hi look also vik u were the first person to come up when i typed @ i did not have to type u :D

[thewritingautisticat]

Friday kiss tag! 😜

Thanks @agirlandherquill! I've been kinda busy lately so I haven't been on a ton, but this is a fun way to jump back in!

Rules: From your Story/WIP, post a kiss scene. It can be any kiss, from familial pecks on the cheek, platonic smooches, forehead kisses, to full-blown makeouts.

I only have like two kiss scenes ever, which is funny considering how shippy I am 😅. If you don't have a kiss scene, feel free to share some other snippet!

My scene:

“PEG!” Liliana leapt down from a wagon that had just pulled up outside. She ran towards them, the skirt of her simple farm dress billowing behind her. Peg jumped up and fling himself against her chest. She held him tightly, wrapping her arms around his neck and running her fingers through his hair. "Peg?" she finally asked. Peg pulled his head back to see her face. "What?" "Kiss me." "Oh! You… now– really?" Peg's eyes blinked wide open. "Yes." Liliana leaned in closer, her lips just inches away from his. Peg's face flushed all shades of pink. He breathed a shaky breath and tilted his head back. The moment he moved his head towards her, she pressed her lips against his. And they kissed. It was so perfect, so meant to be. They closed their eyes, hands entwined in each other's hair, not even breathing. Just lost in each other. Two becoming one.

ACK MY BABIES 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Tagging: @sparkles-rule-4eva @tildeathiwillwrite @late-to-the-fandom @phoenixradiant @a-agust @ryns-ramblings @illarian-rambling @larissa-the-scribe @katiethedane12 @starrystories2

[jaywritesrps]

I think theres still more to the story with krashlyn. Not gonna lie it’s so one sided and the hate train on ash is extreme - like I get not believing her statement for some people but I feel like if there was proof of an affair it should’ve leaked by now. I just think the scales are eventually gonna tip and it might not be pretty for krieger. I just don’t buy ash left her family cause Sophia bush looked at her and she now wants to be rich and famous, when she’s been committed for 13 years and planning her retirement in Florida. Some of the fanfic is now boarding conspiracy and insanity.

I agree with you. You know that saying that says it needs two to tango. Don't get me wrong, as I stated before, I am an Ali Krieger's fan, even though I am deeply disappointed at how Ali dealt with this, cause we still don't know her side of the story, cause she is really good dodging tricky questions, but she has her share on this too.

Like after the wedding, they pegged me as an unbalanced relationship, it was more like "what Ali wants, Ashlyn will give her". And Ashlyn's likes on IG when the news broke sorta confirms this feeling I had. There was one particular quote that from her that strike my attention that said if someone you love use their conquests to belittle you, then this person doesn't deserves you, especially when you helped them to have those victories or something along those lines. And if something like this was happening, can't imagine what was going behind closed doors with them to a point she decided to leave a 13 years relationship. And Ashlyn isn't stupid, she knew this hate train was going to get her and all the implications involving thos decision, and she still chose to divorce cause it was better than live the way they were.

But okay, Let's assume there was cheating (which i don't think so cause of what you said about proof and from who Sophia is), on Ashlyn's side, can you imagine how bad your relationship has to be that you cheated on the person you are dating for 13 years and later decide to leave to be with the other woman?

What I really think it happened based on what we know is that their relationship was bad on both ends, Ashlyn and Sophia talked about it in Cannes. Sophia was responsible for giving support to Ashlyn undeniably, cause all of Sophia's friends says she is someone that will stand up for you and fight for you no matter what, even though she doesn't do that for herself (Hilarie Burton's words), she gave Ashlyn that emotional support, while Ashlyn did the same for her while she was sick and made Sophia realize her relationship with Grant it wasn't what she thought she wanted. It was a mutual platonic relationship that ended becoming romantic down the road. Period. the end.

Ashlyn and Ali didn't worked as couple for a while. We can't pinpoint exactly what happened or when that happen, cause we dont know their home life, but looking back them through their social media, press and interviews, you can see that cracks starting to show up prior the Cannes event.

And to be honest, it's better this way, Ashlyn and Sophia are happy and Ali will find someone that will treat her as the queen she is. What is despicable is the hate fans are sending to Ashlyn and Sophia for just living their lives, based on half true or fanfics from L Chat, you know.

[yallemagne]

I think maybe my biggest problem with the polycule jokes is that...

Well, first of all, it really makes a mockery out of actual polyamorous relationships and degrades them as being nothing more than a sex thing-- but I'm not getting into that--

Lucy is not in love with Jack. She does not have romantic feelings for Jack. Certainly not at this point in the story, though their relationship develops later on (I could still see them remaining platonic, however, even though I do support the ship). And she doesn't even have much faith in the future of their friendship. She sees through his "You can count me one of your best friends" and knows it's not so easy as that, certainly not for Jack, at least. Sometimes, when you have such intense romantic feelings for someone and they don't reciprocate, you can't accept a different form of relationship instead. Especially so early into knowing someone-- the sunk-cost fallacy doesn't really apply.

This is not to rag on Jack, of course. It's just I feel that the "let Lucy have her three husbands!!" jokes come primarily from a lack of understanding of Lucy's words and actually devalue Lucy's romantic feelings for Arthur and even Quincey because she only considers marrying Jack as a way to save him from heartache, not a decision made out of romantic love for him. Jack is not on an equal playing field with the other two, and the way people try to make it equivalent is by taking Quincey and Arthur down a peg. Or two. Or three.

It also has undertones of people seeing Lucy as a queen bee and the men as just her worthless drones. Aaaand that, again, is inaccurate and contributes to awful depictions of her.

Lucy is polyamorous!! My long post states it! I am in agreement with that reading!! But Lucy does not want to marry Jack or Quincey. Lucy probably still would have rejected Jack even if not for Arthur. Meanwhile, with Quincey, I do see a possibility that if Arthur were not in her life, she would have accepted his proposal or at least given herself time to think about it before coming to a decision. But nevertheless, Arthur is in her life, and even without truly knowing that he plans to propose, she has her heart set on him.

It's just so much more complex than Lucy and her satellite boyfriends. They have their own lives and relationships that don't entirely revolve around her, and she is not so indifferent to them as to view them all in the same detached way. Lucy does not see her Suitors as Dracula sees the Weird Sisters: as just three mere possessions kept to serve one's vanity. She respects Jack and values his friendship, mourning the possibility she may no longer have it after rejecting him romantically. She has burgeoning feelings for Quincey that she has decided not to act on because she is devoted to Arthur, but she still cherishes him as a friend. And she's loved Arthur since before any of this and longs to be with him and is always reminded of him wherever she goes and whomever she talks to. It's a disservice to all characters involved to simplify that into a dumb joke.

[ceruleanchronicle]

Hello, welcome everyone!

You can call me Ray or RayRay. I'm fine with either!!

I am a Multi-Fandom writer. All characters are aged up unless stated otherwise.

Asks are currently OPEN

DO'S

I will write for fem, non-binary, and masc readers but please keep in mind that I am better at writing for fem since I am fem. If you don't specify gender in your ask, I will write for fem reader

Specify what you prefer in your ask (Fluff, Angst, Smut)

I will mainly write Character x reader but I most likely will write Character x Character as long as both characters are of age. I also write polyamory (Character x reader x Character).

I write SFW and NSFW (however I am brand new to writing for NSFW.

SOME kinks I write for: FemDom, MaleDom, BDSM, Pegging

DON'TS

Any NSFW for any underage characters.

Certain Kinks, for example: Watersports, non-con/rape

Character x OC

Who I Write For

Tmnt- All Bayverse boys, 1980's, and 2012 boys, April, and Casey

South Park- Kyle, Stan, Kenny, Tolkien, Cartman, Craig, Tweek, Clyde, Jimmy, Bebe, Wendy, Nichole

Attack on Titian- Jean, Bertholdt, Reiner, Armin, Mikasa, Sasha, Annie, Pieck, Porco, Falco (platonic only), Gabi (platonic only)

Haikyuu- Kageyama, Kuroo, Kenma, Lev, Suga, Daichi, Tanaka, Akaashi, Bukuto, Goshiki, Tendou, Ushijima, Iwazumi, Oikawa, Kindaichi

I will add or subtract characters as I see fit.

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[ticklepinions]

Welcome to another episode of am I an asshole or just aroace.

Recently I've been in a situation where I've contemplated my sexuality a lot. My best friend has been telling me all about their dating escapades and honestly I'm a bit over it. Obviously as a friend I want to support someone I care about, but I just get into this mood I can't really explain??? I get so disinterested and even feel a bit hurt in a way. So ofc I do some reflecting and I think I found an answer.

A lot of my friendships with people ususlly looked different when they were romantically involved with someone. They would obviously need to prioritize their romantic partner, but sometimes I felt discarded. And i feel like we don't talk about that enough. I mentioned it a bit in my other post but to be pretty much replaced by someone you only know for a short amount of time feels some typa way. And I get it- I won't be priority #1 and I'm okay with that. But I feel like sometimes, men especially, have this toxic idea that their partners become their everything. And in turn, (in my case at least), pay less attention to their friends since their partner is now their sole support system.

So I think there's this small voice in my head telling me that when my friend(s) do find a partner, I'm just gonna be cast aside. I would be absolutely elated if my friend did find someone though, i just know for myself it would be an adjustment.

I feel like loneliness for an aroace person hits a bit different. Especially as I'm getting older, and seeing all of the people I know get into relationships, get married, and/or having kids. My family always asks when I'm going to get a partner (I haven't and probably couldn't come out to them safely). So many times I've been told I haven't found the "right person" or my aroace identity is "just a phase". And it's just gotten so old and bothersome at this point.

I can't even discern what thoughts are my own or the internalized aro/acephobia thats been deeply entrenched in my mind. I feel like I'm trapped in a state of just not knowing. And i get it, I have time, I can discover a different identity that makes more sense for me. But I don't want it!? I feel the most myself being asexual and aromantic (i think!). It's just that having to explain why or justify my existence is getting so exhausting. The way platonic love is just automatically pegged to be the least of all the other loves is just so sad to me.

I know about qprs and honestly they sound pretty dope but idk I might just end up with this loneliness eating away at me. The relationship I'd want with a person just seems so niche and unrealistic. I'm just real tired of living up to others expectations in every sense possible. Tired of not being enough. Tired of being stuck in this in-between of caring so much but not at all.

and I shouldn't have to feel like I have to be in a relationship of any kind to be whole 😩. But I think for myself I'd want it? But not the way society has envisioned it y'know?