#i dont know if i want to get into the actual jesus tag lmao

[trying-my-darndest]

Not really religious, but here's my favorite representation of Jesus in media:

This is from the movie 'O Auto da Compadecida', 2000, based off a few books by Brazilian author Ariano Suassuna, including one by the same name of the movie.

It's a very Brazillian story, and I think the name of it in English is 'A Dog's Will'? I don't really know.

Either way, very worth the watch, as well as the book is worth the read. One of the very rare occasions that I agree with the online reviews.

*This* is who I choose to imagine as Jesus. He just feels right. Real. Human, as much as he can be. And I know it can be just a preference (or not, I don't keep up with the religious discourse over Jesus's image) but to me, this is the best representation of who he is.

Also, look at the absolute icon that was the Devil in that movie. Absolutely marvelous.

[james-spooky]

this is a test

[hauntingblue]

I loved this movie about nami and her ex situationship reconciling and also anti capitalism

[widevibratobitch]

aaaaaaand it's starting. mom's bestie just texted me asking to come over this weekend cause it's Bad and it's probably the last chance to talk and maybe say goodbye to my mom's husband and i need to take care of her. god. i wont get through this weekend unless im high or drunk istg.

[kiyomitakada]

i know its a classic. possibly cliche already. but i do wonder about Tumblr In The Death Note Universe probably more than i should

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💅 toxicbff Follow

if i see one more post attributing kira's powers to ~supernatural powers~ instead of the obvious fact that the cia is doing a coup I'm going to start giving You the heart attacks

💅 toxicbff

of course i saw the news how does that not prove my point further

the idea that all the police around the world could be mobilized by one single person is ridiculous (just look at this list of how many civilian militia there are globally)

heart attack victims don't seize the way "lind l tailor" did

i don't know how to tell you that You Can't Kill People Just By Knowing Their Name And Face because this is Real Life and not the newest grimdark marvel villain

people need to stop being scared of the ~bogeyman in the closet~ and wake up to the fact that usamerica is trying to take over the goddamned world

💅 toxicbff

im going to kill you all and nuke this website

#sayonara you weeaboo shits

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👾 lets-go-geeks Follow

DO TRUMP NEXT

🕵🏾‍♀️ penny-penelope Follow

LIKES TO CHARGE REBLOGS TO CAST

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❤️‍🔥 lovesickened Follow

i know its stupid but im so fucking scared for my brother i heard that seven people died this week at the prison he's in and iinjust dont kenow what to do ihate him for ehat he did to mom but i never wanted him to die

#vent tw #delete later

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🏎 fastandyurious Follow

if i get a single more comment about why i don't tag "genderbend" on my kiratective fics i'm going to blow up the entire building. we don't know EITHER of their genders. why don't YOU tag your mediocre yaoi genderbend instead

🔆 sparkling-world Follow

…OP, you realize the news reports all consistently use "he," right?

🏎 fastandyurious

of course i do???? just because you see something on the news doesn't mean you have to believe it?????? they don't have any information on kira yet but i'm supposed to believe the fbi knows their gender already??????? also kira is literally a fucking girl's name my classmate in elementary school was called kira

🔆 sparkling-world

Kira comes from the Japanese romanization for "killer," it isn't gendered whatsoever.

Also, evidence shows the majority of serial killers are male, so I'd argue that the statistics favor the fujoshis here.

🏎 fastandyurious

well evidence shows that female serial killers are just more fun to write about and I'd argue that you're ignoring my fucking POINT which is that we DON'T KNOW KIRA'S GENDER and if people don't want to read lesbian kiratective they can FUCK OFF MY BLOG

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I offer you an Eggman in these trying times.

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@lashitpostcalligrapher yo can i get "the statistics favor the fujoshis" on my tombstone

#fandom: kira rpf #ship: kiral #never heard it called kiratective before… #also uh. prayer circle for op's classmate lmaoooo

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💃🏻 modelingmadness Follow

BOYCOTT EIGHTEEN MAGAZINE

THEY ALLOW KIRA-SUPPORTING MODELS AND ARE COMPLICIT IN THIS MASSACRE

SOURCES HERE AND HERE (TRIGGER WARNING: KIRA DISCUSSION)

PUSH BACK AGAINST HEART ATTACKS

🧚🏽‍♂️ harubaru Follow

golly gee ^_^ suddenly i feel like taking to the high seas in a way that the eighteen company cant get profit from. oh no ! who left this link here

🐦‍⬛ kuro--misa Follow

thanks for the link but jesus fucking christ man what happened to free speech. misa-misa's parents were killed by a burglar who kira punished. did you all expect her to just sit there, look pretty, and say nothing about it?

you people only like models when they're nice pictures for you to consume. you only like them two-dimensional and smiling and hot. the second a woman actually speaks her mind she's thrown to the wolves

💃🏻 modelingmadness

DID YOU NOT SEE MY BANNER YOU PIECE OF SHIT

#BLOCKED

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🐦‍⬛ kuro--misa Follow

lol. lmao even

#they blocked me but whatever #official eighteen site just said misamisa wont be in the next issue #(eighteen sucks but i kind of want to use it more out of spite now) #so much for apologism huh? #god. i feel sick. #hasn't she been through enough.

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Imagine you're going home after a long day. Suddenly there's a sound. "Huh? Whose there" you ask, dropping your keys on the floor. Then you feel it. A knife pressing in your neck.

"Don't move kitten" Kira purrs behind you. "You're all mine now…"

#kiraxreader #kiraxoc #kira #kira rpf #kira investigation #kira fucker #kira fudger #kira lover #kira haters dont touch #kira haters please touch #kira supporters please touch #l

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asahi-the-student-deactivated201

Hello, everyone! My little sister told me about this microblogging platform (I admit, I'm a Twitter refugee) and that many of you are discussing the Kira investigation on here. I'm really interested in hearing what your thoughts are!

💋 sunny-sayu Follow

let the record show he lasted like. a day

#i think it was the imagines that did him in #bro is so sensitive :p

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kiyomitakada

the world could be beautiful

[ @deathnotetober day 14: trigger ]

[itseghost]

wooaahg a get to know you meme.. i was tagged by @ruushes !! thank u this is so fun hehe

three ships: just 3!! difficult 2 choose

zevwarden also very much on my mind recently. they are so special 2 me and i always get very fixated on my pcs in rpgs so im double invested lol

shadowgast :) fun fact the initial reason i decided it was time to catch up with critrole was because i heard whispers that they actually ended up being real, and then i didnt want my cr journey to be over and started watching bells hells too hehe

honestly theres others that are more at the forefront of my mind atm but i gotta shout out satosugu. was deeply sick over them for a long time

first ship: god i don't even know for sure, but honestly think it might have been thomas and minho from the maze runner when i was in like middle school LMFAO. or odin/ava from avas demon !

last song: guys, its damned for all time/blood money from jesus christ superstar. i dont know what happened to me these last couple days but i got the urge to listen to jcs again and have been playing the cast recording on loop LMFAO its so good

last movie: amazing question. probably deadpool 2 bc i watched most of it with my brother earlier this week and i have no recollection of any movies ive seen recently before that

currently reading: only truly counting tevinter nights even though theres several other books i havent finished bc some of those have been on hold for actual years atp LMAO. but the others are the left hand of darkness, humanKind, and the sixth extinction.

currently watching: always critical role. also various dropout tv shows and always jerma and other gaming channel vods/compilations :]

tagging @sotc @mourn-and-watch @teansouprmyjam @saturdaysky ONLY if u feel like it !! feel free to ignore this whole thing LOL

[maddsmallow]

hi im gonna complain about people seeing hank and connor as father and son under the break so if you see them like that maybe dont read. like you do you but if this is gonna upset you then. dont fuckin read it lmao

if tumblr puts this in the fucking tags even tho i didnt tag it 1) im sorry, and 2) im gonna be fucking pissed im just trying to vent on my own got dang blog

cropped out the person who made these tags because i dont even know them and also im not a fucking asshole thats gonna put someone on blast like that but. this is the EXACT problem i have with hank and connor as father/son. i dont even mind connor seeing hank as a mentor or something like that (even tho i personally disagree with using the term "father figure"), but it's the "connor is like a new chance for hank to be a dad" that fucking gets me. do you not see all the different CANON reasons why that works completely against hank's character, and takes away connor's say in the whole situation?? hank IS a dad. he's a dad to a dead boy. basically his whole fuckin personality is him mourning over the loss of cole because he loves him SO much. you think he's gonna cling to the first mentee he's had since cole's death and immediately have him replace his dead fucking child? that's like, making hank give into some kind of fucked up delusion. that's mentol illness luv. imagine misunderstanding a character THAT badly.

and that isnt even getting into the whole "you're taking away all of connor's agency as a fully grown adult man" thing. he's not a child. he's an android that was activated only a few months ago, sure, but he was literally created to be like 27-33 or something. he deals with guns. he looks at pole dancers at the eden club. he works with murder scenes. you literally ARE taking away all of his agency as an adult man by seeing him as some little puppyboy that needs a dad to take care of him.

i mean of course you can take these characters and do whatever you want with them outside of canon, they're basically just barbie dolls lmao. but to claim that it's CANON that hank would think of connor as his own literal son, that he thinks that before the game's even over?? absolutely fucking not. those jokes of hank being like "who's my son?" and connor answering "me:)" and hank's relationship bar goes up, it's cute i guess but if that happened in the game? if that was a real choice in the game? hank would've shot connor without a second fucking thought. hell no hank would've thought connor was anything CLOSE to what cole was to him. hank straight up would've murdered the real connor and not even been upset about it when sixty told him so. david cage can eat my entire ass for agreeing that they're father and son, he just said that because he's a homophobic piece of shit, and that's literally the ONLY thing ever to point at them having that sort of relationship.

and i'm not gonna sit here and be like "but anyways here's all the reasons hank and connor are TOTALLY in love" because i dont actually think that's canon either. i'm just playing with them like barbie dolls lmao. my problem is people taking subtext that doesnt fucking exist of them being "like father and son" and claiming it's the be all end all of their whole relationship. their view of them as father and son is the ONLY way to see them. which is just not fucking true. there's NOTHING in canon to support them as being anything but close friends or enemies. that's it. and then they come onto these posts about hankcon, which obviously have NOTHING to do with them since they dont ship it, and tell the OP who ships them "fuck you." like?? you could have just scrolled. you could have just kept fucking scrolling. you fool. you moron. what happened to ship and let ship. just fucking move on, jesus christ. stop taking the time and effort out of your day to go out of your way to 1) make yourself upset by seeing this content and not just blacklisting it and blocking the posters, and 2) making someone else upset that you took the time to be a shithead on something that obviously wasn't even meant for you but made THEM happy. just stop !!! log off!! touch grass!! and this goes for hankcon shippers who do the same!! what the fuck is wrong with you!! we're all just here to vibe and love on these dork ass characters!!!!! fuck !!!!!!!!!!!

also it's super cringe when bryan dechart is playing the game and you're all screaming "wow best father son duo everrrrr" in the chat as if that also doesnt make bryan uncomfortable because he's gotta be super fucking careful about how he fuckin speaks about his character to everyone and not piss off all the rabid father-sonners by insinuating they're only friends. just. shut the fuck up. hankcon shippers who try to shove it in other people's faces also need to shut the fuck up. jesus fucking christ

IN OTHER WORDS. old man yells at cloud is basically me rn

^actual pic of me

anyways here's a cookie 🍪

[auspex]

I wanted to send in an ask for the in-character ask meme for mark but i couldnt think of anything, so instead i ask you to ramble about one of the things regarding mark that makes you lose it! Stuff you're totally so Normal about in a Lying way!! It's so fun hearing about that stuff as well as WHY it makes you lose it, yknow?? does this make sense??? hope it does lmao

k im breaking out this ask cause im doin bad. if you dont know or care about mark dont bother reading htis - i found that sometimes my mark tag shows in the general vtm tag and im sorry.

im so normal about how vampires live forever but also live in constant danger (usually)

on the one hand Mark knows he has eternity

on the other hand he knows that in a few nights it could be his last

but the man lives off denial and so he focuses on the first one.

this intersects w some of his... motivations in interesting ways

for example a main one is who he considers it his responsibility to protect sampson. but ok 1: he is a ghoul, so he'll live forever but does he want to? 2: its a dangerous world so protecting him is a big task and can he do that forever? and 3: what happens if sampson does want to live longer but turns against him either emotionally or in a deeper way? what then.

like basically the situation he's in... can it last forever? probably not. will mark grapple with that fact? No <3 its fine for now cause he isn't even a year in yet but it will be a problem at some point...

another one is serving Julius. so far julius has not asked anything too heinous of him but if there truly is eternity that's not gonna last forever. also, mark doesnt know this, but I Do, that when the pyramid falls, the blood bond may traumatically break but that does NOT mean Julius is gonna let go - only become more coercive, with mark more aware of the shit spot he is in. i am going to go absolutely insane when that happens. mark is gonna have a mc'freakin breakdown and if sampson isnt his friend at this point idk what he will do cause thats the only person in his life who could possibly understand.

Ok and finally just how literally like. ok so. mark struggles against the beast like every kindred does and GENRALLY does well because of a promise to himself after he murdered a guy in hunger frenzy, that once he gets That Hungry (mechanically hunger 4) his top goal will be reducing it and at hunger 3 its one of his highest goals. Like he has to believe he can keep it in check. but with eternity... mistakes happen. like there isnt any way he could prevent himself from ever making a mistake like that again. he is in such denial about it though. and when he fucks up again he'll be forced to accept that it will happen Another time, and Again. itll be so delicious <3 (like the blood i mean what)

Anyways.

mark believes he is taking a long view of things but he truly is NOT. he's just using that idea to Cope. he tells himself he has to settle things in his territory, w sampson, w such and such julius task, then he can sit down, study like he wants to, keep things in check ; but here is the thing. vampire society isnt like that. things are gonna shake up eventually. because you either die fast in one of those shake ups, or you live forever always long enough to see another one.

he is telling himself to just go a little longer, push a little harder, and then he can rest. then itll be ok.

but that might not ever come.

he has to learn some coping mechanisms soon... or have friends. hes not in a place where he could actually step away and get a break.

he's getting there on the friends bit w his coterie mate rose cause she agreed to stop dating Lucky (LOTS OF CONTEXT NEEDED WHY THIS IS IMPORTANT BUT IT IS ) and that meant a lot to him and he'll be more willing to open up to her in the future- but i think that will still require some sort of come-to-jesus moment where hes like. Oh shit im doing really bad actually.

which he is

but if you ask him, he will just say theres a lot going on and he's somewhat stressed <3 omg

anyway thanks @eric-the-bmo for my life

[ritz-writes]

YAYY part means more live reacting! lets go!

but the image is in my head and I thought it was funny having cars on shelves with little description tags like some kind of Automobile Costco Warehouse.

so valid

Deciding on a car, on the other hand, was a bit more complicated.

no, crowley, u cannot rent a bentley

NOR CAN U MIRACLE UR BENTLEY HERE

He shoves his hands in his pockets, practically spitting the last word like it’s some kind of curse. Anathema raises an eyebrow at him, but otherwise says nothing.

anthema is so done with his lmaoo

“I believe it says it’s a…Tesla?”

aziraphale step AWAY

“Well,” You begin counting on your fingers, “It farts, it can see ghosts, and it may or may not explode while we’re in it, SO!” You see Crowley’s face light up. “Sounds like my kind of car!”

CROWLEY ASDFGF

“What we need is a 1967 Chevy Impala!”

YES. yes we do in fact need that. i see no other option. this is the only correct answer

And THAT, dear Reader, is how you find out that none of them have seen Supernatural. Or heard of it, even. Criminal, really.

>:0 criminal indeed

In the end, Anathema suggests a very practical SUV and well, you’ve all learned not to argue with her by now.

id be staring longingly at the impala as we drive away, murmuring "goodbye my beloved..." 😭

Honestly the woman needs a cake for putting up with the three of you.

yes she does. maybe jesus can give her some much needed wine when they meet him. assuming he isnt a baby, that is

And you press play on The Book of Love. And you watch their faces. You want to see their reaction when it gets to the part about wedding rings.

HEHEHEHEHE

“Uuuummm, the ones that aren’t breakup songs you mean? Pretty much yeah.”

LMAO

“Go on then,” he says, “Which Queen songs do you have on that playlist of yours?”

pls put on lover boy pls put on lover boy-

“Um…Somebody to Love, and Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy,” You finish meekly. Crowley nearly crashes the car.

HAHA

“Crowley? Trying to impress you, no doubt.” “Pft!” Comes Crowley’s response from behind you, “Right, and not at all because to get up here you need a special passkey, which keeps unexpected guests few, far between, and easy to notice.”

okay that is a good point, but u dont fool be crowley. i know ur still making sure ur angel only gets the best of the best

okay voting time!! im voting for metatron (actually surprising myself with that) cuz im curious to see what hes thinking rn. also so i can make fun of him during my live reactions lol

a lovely chapter as always, puffin <3

Fanatic Intervention Part 12!!!

This post features the way I think renting cars works. I'm very sure it doesn't actually work this way, and I could have researched it, but the image is in my head and I thought it was funny having cars on shelves with little description tags like some kind of Automobile Costco Warehouse.

Also, I'm gonna link my playlist because I feel like you all might be interested to see the list of songs I'm working from lol.

Fun fact, the playlist used to be called List of Holding and was meant to be a small collection of songs that I wanted to hear REALLY often. But, um...well, I've since had to change the name :P

This is All Good Omens Now Who Am I Kidding

And yes, I'm very VERY picky about my Queen songs.

OKAY here we go.

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In the end, it was surprisingly easy to find a rental company willing to loan you all a car (considering that three out of the four of you have no identification, documents, credit score, valid driver’s licenses, etc.). Deciding on a car, on the other hand, was a bit more complicated.

“I don’t understand why I can’t just miracle the Bentley over,” Crowley whines as the four of you wander the aisles of cars.

“Well for starters, the steering wheel is on the wrong side,” Anathema reasons.

“The wheel’s not on the wrong side! All of these have steering wheels on the wrong side! They drive on the wrong side of the road here too! Americans!” He shoves his hands in his pockets, practically spitting the last word like it’s some kind of curse. Anathema raises an eyebrow at him, but otherwise says nothing.

“Ooh!” Aziraphale calls from further ahead, “Look at this one! The description says that it’s very good for the environment. I mean, aesthetically speaking it isn’t anything extraordinary, but I do like all of these things written on the tag.”

“What kind of car is it?” Anathema asks.

“I believe it says it’s a...Tesla?”

You snort a laugh. “I am NOT getting into one of those things,” You say between giggles.

“Why not?” Aziraphale’s confusion is genuine – you can see it in his face.

“Well,” You begin counting on your fingers, “It farts, it can see ghosts, and it may or may not explode while we’re in it, SO!” You see Crowley’s face light up.

“Sounds like my kind of car!” He says, making his way towards the car that Aziraphale is inspecting.

“No,” Anathema sounds like she’s talking to a child. Or maybe a dog. “No, we are not riding in a Tesla. I’m with you on this one,” she says in your direction.

“I have a suggestion,” You pipe up, raising your hand.

“Oh-ho!” Crowley calls. He leaned slightly to the left, and took off between the aisles. All three of you have to jog to keep up with him. He’s stopped in front of an enormous Hummer. “Now THIS is a CAR!”

Anathema is shaking her head.

“No, wait, listen, I have it,” You say, and everyone turns to look at you expectantly. “It’s the only logical option here. It fits the vintage vibe that you two like, and it’s the most reliable car I know of aside from Bentley.”

“Well go on,” encourages Anathema, “Don’t keep us in suspense.”

“What we need is a 1967 Chevy Impala!”

And THAT, dear Reader, is how you find out that none of them have seen Supernatural. Or heard of it, even. Criminal, really. You resolve to make them watch it next chance you get. In the end, Anathema suggests a very practical SUV and well, you’ve all learned not to argue with her by now.

Honestly the woman needs a cake for putting up with the three of you.

Also, as it turns out, one of the perks of having a current car model is that you can sync up your playlist to the bluetooth. So guess who ends up in charge of the music.

“And THIS one,” You say, flicking through your playlist, “Is a song that was suggested for the Season 3 playlist by Neil Gaiman himself!” And you press play on The Book of Love. And you watch their faces. You want to see their reaction when it gets to the part about wedding rings.

“Are all of your songs for us love songs?” Aziraphale asks. He stopped complaining about your taste in music an hour ago. Crowley is driving, and Anathema has been zoned out for a while now.

“Uuuummm, the ones that aren’t breakup songs you mean? Pretty much yeah.”

Crowley groans.

“Except for like, Queen and Hozier.”

Crowley groans again.

“I thought you liked Queen,” You are shocked and alarmed. Crowley rolls his whole head (probably because you wouldn’t see him roll his eyes behind his sunglasses).

“Go on then,” he says, “Which Queen songs do you have on that playlist of yours?” He glares at you through the rearview mirror. Suddenly, you hesitate.

“Um...Somebody to Love, and Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy,” You finish meekly. Crowley nearly crashes the car. Whether it was on purpose or not doesn’t matter. Anathema takes the wheel and he gets demoted to the back seat. Next to you. As a peace offering, you hand him your phone with your spotify open, and let him take charge of the music. You feel that you might not survive the ride otherwise.

Google Maps pegs the estimated driving time from NYC to New Orleans at 19 hours. Splitting the driving between a demon and a responsible human woman, the four of you manage a respectable 12 hours including a number of breaks to: use the washroom, get coffee, get food, look at the view, poke around a used bookshop, pick some apples, eat the apples, and buy some fudge. Crowley refuses to admit that he may or may not have stopped time once or twice, and Aziraphale refuses to account for your sudden bursts of energy from time to time (conveniently and suspiciously whenever there was a stop he was interested in).

So, having made excellent time, all four of you arrive in New Orleans. Crowley is back at the wheel now, and he pulls the car into the parking lot of The Ritz. Because of course it’s The Ritz again. Anathema doesn’t even comment this time. You figure she was probably expecting it. Learning fast, that one. You check in, and aren’t all that surprised to find that you’ve been booked into the fanciest suite in the place once again. According to the pamphlet at the front desk, this suite is supposed to only be two rooms, but when you arrive, you find that it actually contains 3. Why? Supernatural beings who influence their surroundings.

“You really do have some expensive taste,” You say casually to Aziraphale as you place your bag on the floor.

“It was Crowley who booked this one,” the angel replies, inspecting the knick-knacks on a shelf to his left.

“Crowley? Trying to impress you, no doubt.”

“Pft!” Comes Crowley’s response from behind you, “Right, and not at all because to get up here you need a special passkey, which keeps unexpected guests few, far between, and easy to notice.” He gives you a pointed look over his sunglasses. “We’ve been lucky so far that we’ve been left alone since Heathrow. But don’t think for a minute that he won’t be back.”

“That’s...fair.” You pause and think for a minute. “Then we should probably limit going out too. Unless we really need to.”

“That would be best, yes,” Anathema agrees, “But please, leave the hotel staff alone.”

Well, honestly she could only expect that request to go so far once Aziraphale found the room service menu.

❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ 🖤

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[moonstandardtime]

sometimes i think about how one of my wips is based off my old lu fic playing with knives. and then i laugh because its not even gonna come CLOSE to that but the writing will be so much better and i will make at least 12 people cry. and also it will be long. so long. to an unholy extent. the fic starts right after tommy gets out of prison and itll have the major character death tag. no major characters in the fic die until ranboo and possibly charlie slimecicle if he shows up. not a lot happens in that time but trust me i will create lore with my bare hands if thats what it takes to beat my record of 140k words

[strawhatsweets]

Great First Impressions (NSFW)

Uraraka x fem!reader Reader is the mom friend

CW: mentions of foul men, homophobia mentioned, reader w bad experiences w men, puking, drinking, weed, oral (fem.. obvs), fingering, just like big fat lesbian shit. /not proofread/ kiribaku moment too lmao

MINORS AND AGELESS BLOGS DNI

!!come to my asks to be a part of my taglist! just let me know what kinds of fics/ what fandom/ what characters/ etc you want to be tagged in! Requests are open!!!!

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"No seriously- it's a small get together! I want you to meet my friends!" Mina was begging at this point.

See, being Mina's roommate wasn't something you had prepared for fully. You didn't know how hyper and excitable she was going to be when you responded to an ad for a roommate in your new town. You loved her for every inch of her loud self- but lord knows you are not one for parties.

"Mina- I already said no." You sighed, walking your plates into the kitchen since you had both finished eating.

"And I already said PLEASEEEEE!" She was following you and was definitely not taking no for an answer this time.

During that last few months, you had become really close friends. She understood your need for being away from large groups of people and you understood her need for watching RENT over and over again on the weekends.

You both bonded over your love for ramen and obsession with the same artists. She knew when to give you space and you knew when she needed "couch time"- which included platonic cuddles and ice cream while she vented. It was honestly a match made in heaven.

Until she realized you didnt just not like parties- you didnt go to parties ever. Or "get togethers" as she tried disguising it as this weekend. She has since made it her mission to get you to 1, go to a party 2, meet her friends and 3, get some action. In her eyes, you needed to get l a i d or you were going to shrivel up.

You didnt disagree with the last one but it was hard finding a girl in a new town- let alone at all. And fuck Tinder. What a shit show that is- full of "Lets just be friends!" and "I'm straight but want to experiment!" bullshit.

"Mins- I'm so fucking tired from this week and-" You started, but Mina whipped the fridge open before you could finish.

"Knew you'd say that! Thats why I got your favorite redbull. Try againnnnn~" She held the can over your head, making you sigh.

"I have nothing to-" You tried.

"Yes you do. I've seen your wardrobe filled with hot shirts you never fucking wear." She stated, pushing you towards your room.

"I have to finish-" Your final attempt, crushed.

"ITS FUCKING FRIDAY YOU HOMEBODY- your stupid work presentation can wait. Go put on the sexy purple shirt in the back of your closet and get ready- WE ARE GOING." She said in a matter-of-fact tone, hands on her hips as you sulked into your room, knowing your fate was sealed. She wasn't giving up.

With a sigh, you turned around to see her at your doorway still, hands on hips, shaking her head.

"Fine." You stated, opening your closet to get the damn purple top.

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Walking into the house, you felt your throat tighten from the sheer amount of smoke in the air.

"Jesus Christ, Mins did we walk into a fire?" You asked, coughing lightly.

"No, that just means Sero's ass is here already." She laughed lightly, leading you through the party.

"MINAAAAA!" A voice bellowed, catching both of you off gaurd.

"DENKI YOU FUCKER HOW ARE YA!" She shouted, dropping your hand and meeting the blonde in a hug.

"I'm good! Just been layin low- got back from visiting family actually!"

"Oh my god aw! How are they?!"

"Good- whoooooo is your friend?" Denki inquired, letting go of Mina and walking towards you.

Now, before I go any further- its not that you don't like parties due to shyness. You dont like parties due to not liking people. People can get nosy and rude- and you seem to get nasty looks when returning energy. Especially when men try flirting with you and you have to shut it down because they think they can "Turn you straight." Gag me, Brendan, you smell like puke and your facial hair looks like pubes.

"I'm Y/n." You said curtly. New people made you feel on edge.

"Oh- youre Minas roommate! Nice to finally meet you- hope you're as funny as she says you are! I'm Denki!" He held his hand out for you to shake- which you accepted.

"I like to think I'm funny enough." You tell him, looking to Mina.

"Yeah- I totally told all my friends about you. Sorry!" She held her hands up in surrender.

"Nothing bad was said, promise!" Denki said, making you and Mina laugh.

"Hey Mina!" A new voice rang out behind Denki, an arm swinging around and resting on the blonde's shoulders.

"Ah, Kiri! This is Y/n!"

"Oh shit- hey!" He held his free hand to shake yours, shocking you with his bright smile. "Kirishima Eijiro!"

"Nice to meet you." You said, charmed.

"You too! There's booze in the kitchen, Bakugou's making some snacks, and Sero's got weed. Pick your poison mama!" He informed you, making you feel welcome.

"I'm gonna go get a drink, you want anything Mins?" You said, feeling comfortable enough to find your way to the kitchen.

"I'm good- gonna find Sero! Text me if you need me babes!" She said, walking towards the living room.

Walking to the kitchen was a lot of "Excuse me"s going unheard, resulting in you shoving people without really meaning to.

"Christ- no fuckin manners here." You mumbled, opening the fridge for a non-alcoholic drink.

"Shit, tell me about it. People walking around here like theyre deaf." A voice startled you as you grabbed a soda and shut the fridge.

"I try and say excuse me but-" You began.

"No use around here. People dont listen. Just gotta shove em out of the way." He said, stirring his pot of...whatever he was making.

"That's what I did." You laughed.

"Good. I'm Bakugou."

"Oh- Kirishima said youd be making food- I'm Y/n."

"Ah, Pinky's roommate. How ya like living with her loud ass?" He chuckled.

"I find quiet time when shes bothering you guys." You laughed.

"Fair fair." He says, watching you sit on the counter. "So, ya likin it here?"

"What, the house or the town?"

"Both."

"Yeah. Town's layout was easy to get used to. And this house is really nice." You said, taking a sip of your drink, admiring the color of the walls.

"Well thanks. Eij and I put a lot of work into it." He smirked.

"Oh- this is yours and Kirishima's place?" You asked.

"Yeah, moved in like a year ago. Had to make it a home from absolute dog shit."

"Im impressed. Love the colors in here." You complimented.

"Thanks. Kitchen's my domain." The conversation was interrupted before it could go any further.

"Bakugou where do you guys keep your towels? Momo is puking-" A short girl walked into the kitchen, opening drawers and looking around.

"You fuckin kiddin me? Christ- where'd she-" He was interrupted by the brunette.

"She made it to the toilet. She needs a cold cloth."

"Oh. Bathroom, top shelf of the closet." He sighed, turning back to the stove.

You, on the other hand, were completely enamored by the girl that had invaded the kitchen so suddenly. Her figure was amazing, her hair cut was adorable, and her eyes were fucking beautiful.

Immediately, you knew how you could get talking to her.

Hopping off the counter, you let your drink rest in your place.

"I'll come help- I have a way with these things." You said, walking up to her.

You weren't lying. Another reason you hated parties was because you always ended up nursing someone back to health. You didn't drink much and rarely smoked- making you the designated driver and mom friend of any party you went to.

"No way, really? Thank you!" She took your hand, leading you away from the kitchen and pulling you up the stairs.

Climbing the stairs, you couldn’t help but notice her ass-ets as she pulled you behind her. You forced your eyes to look at your feet instead as you reached the top. She pulled you into the bathroom as a girl with short dark hair held back the hair of another darker hair girl- the latter was puking of course.

Dropping your hand, the brunette shut the bathroom door, opening the closet and struggling to reach the shelf the cloths were on. She managed though, standing in her toes and allowing you to admire her further.

She turned around and handed you the cloth, expectantly.

“Right- sorry.” You took the light blue cloth and ran it under the cold water as the girl on the floor heaved.

Gently ushering her friend to the side, you took over. Putting the cloth on the back of- who you assumed to be Momo’s- neck, you took the scrunchie off your wrist and put her hair up in a bun the best you could.

“Hey, you’re okay. I promise. You’re in good hands here. We gotcha.” You said lightly, rubbing her back.

“We’re right here Momo!” The brunette chirped, looking less worried.

Wiping her mouth with toilet paper, Momo flushed the toilet and leaned back into your chest instinctively. You took the cloth from her neck and set it in her forehead as she rested her head on your chest and you settled onto your butt on the tiled floor.

“Fucking haaateee vodkaaaa.” She groaned, eyes screwed shut.

“Hey, can one of you get her some water? Maybe crackers?” You asked the two girls by the door.

“On it!” The dark haired one said, leaving the room.

“I’m Y/n by the way.” You said to both of the remaining girls.

“Momo.”

“Ochako Uraraka!”

Finally. A name for the cute one.

After a second of comfortable silence, Momo lurched forward from your chest, barely giving you time to swipe the cloth from her forehead and she threw up more.

"'s okay. Youre good, youre good." You comforted her as she threw up whatever was left in her body.

"Nghhhh- dont wanna throw up anymore-" She whimpered, wiping her mouth again and leaning back on you.

"I know babes, youre gonna be okay." You said, pushing her baby hairs out of her sweaty face.

The other girl returned to the bathroom, water and saltines in hand.

"Bakugou said to clean any mess we make." She laughed, handing you the water.

Ochako looked at you in awe as you held Momo up, helping her drink the water slowly, and letting her lean against your chest.

"You're good, Momo." You whispered, feeling bad for her.

"Youre good at this stuff huh? Oh- Im Jirou by the way." The remaining nameless girl said, admiring your actions.

"Yeah- just one of those things. Y/n by the way." You laughed lightly.

Ochako couldnt get over how sweet you were with the stranger in your lap. The way your hands brushed her hair back, the way you whispered to her, the way you were immediately knew what she needed. It was so intriguing.

"Okay!" Momo seemed to have a sudden burst of energy as she tried to get up from the floor- way too fast. She fell back into your lap for a second, laughing and starting to get up more slowly. "I wanna go back down! Im better!"

"You sure about that?" You asked, holding her up.

"Yes!" She walked towards the door, stumbling into Jirous arms and out of yours.

"I got her- thank you so much, Y/n seriously." Jirou said, taking Momo from you.

"Let me know if you need anything else!" You offered as they stumbled down the stairs. "Theyre gonna be okay right?" You asked Ochako.

"Yeah- they always are!" She laughed, turning towards you, then glancing at the bathroom floor.

"Welp- dont wanna be on Bakugous bad side already." You said, picking up the water cup from the floor and dumping it into the sink. Ochako grabbed the crackers from the counter that never got used and wiped the sink off.

"After you." You gestured for her to leave the bathroom first, earning a smile and she led you down to the kitchen where you both took care of the cup and crackers.

"Ya clean it all up?" Bakugou asked, not turning from the stove.

"Yes sir!" You both said in unison, making the both of you laugh.

"Good. Come try this dip." He gathered some dip on two spoons and handed them to you.

"Oh- here-" You held a spoon in front of Ochako's mouth, allowing her to blow on it and make eye contact with you as she put the spoon into her mouth, licking off the dip.

You didnt move or breathe the whole time.

"Super good, Bakugou!" She exclaimed, not breaking eye contact still.

You took a second to quickly taste it. "Mm! No its really good!" You broke the eye contact admiring Bakugou's skills.

Ochako was blushing hard, and wanted to bring you out to dance. She wanted to be close to you. It had been a while since she was genuinely attracted to someone- and she wasnt letting it go to waste.

Grabbing your hand, she ushered you out to the most filled room, wordlessly asking you to dance.

She giggled to you about nonsense as she danced on you. Ochako was grinding on you to every song- as if it was only the two of you in the room. And it was fucking amazing. But it felt too much like she was taking control- and you had something you wanted to make clear.

Without letting your self-doubt get in the way, you tilted her head back while her ass was against your hips, and kissed her. Right there. And holy shit. It was like heavens gates opened.

She turned her body around, giddy that this was moving so fast. It had been too long since she had any girl hit on her and damn did she miss it.

Her hands found your hair and your hands found her ass, making her squeal lightly into your mouth. You took the opportunity to slip your tongue into her mouth, enjoying the feeling of her lightly tugging your hair. It was a messy, teeth clashing, spit inducing kiss that you needed more of.

“Let’s go upstairs-“ she mumbled into the kiss, starting to pull your hand and lead you to the guest room that she knew about. Thank GOD she was good enough friends with these guys to know the layout.

Getting past the bedroom door, you shut it and locked it- there would be no interruptions.

“Y/n, how the hell are you so hot?” Ochako asked, getting comfy on the end of the bed.

“Uraraka, how the hell did you seduce me with dip?” You laughed, meeting her at the edge of the bed, situating yourself between her legs.

You held her face in your hands, admiring the way her eyes shined in the dim lighting of the room. You dipped down and kissed her with intent, ignoring the way your heart had fluttered at the sight of her smiling up at you.

Laying her down without breaking the kiss, you leaned over her, greedy fingers slipping under her skirt. A light moan left her mouth and suddenly you had no need in the world greater than hearing it again.

Your body rested its weight on your knees as your hands opened her thighs. Flipping up her skirt, you toyed with the center of her panties.

“Mmm- don’t tease me!” She squirmed under your touch, whining. Every sound she made was delicious.

Taking her panties down her legs, you were greeted with the most beautiful sight. Her pussy was glistening, begging for you to taste it. So you did.

Using your pointer and middle finger, you spread her lips, taking in the sight of how wet she was. Your tongue touched her slit and she jerked, hips bucking lightly as she gasped.

“Shit- oh my god.” She whispered, looking down and meeting your gaze. Your mouth was all over her slit, your tongue dipping into her tight hole. It was like you were starved, slurping messily to taste every inch of her pussy.

Ochako lifted her top, panting and needing more. Anything. She wanted it all.

Her right hand found your hair, her left hand playing with her nipple. She was panting, chasing her high and subconsciously pushing your face deeper.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as she pushed on your head, grinding against your tongue. Your right had was holding her thigh down while your left looked her her clit. And once you found it, it was game over. You played with it like it was your only purpose in life, making small circles on her clit, drinking in her moans and high pitched pleas.

“Oh my god! Fuck y/n! S-so good!” She whimpered, tugging your hair.

You rubbed your thighs together, craving friction. She tasted so good, you almost forgot to breathe.

Pulling back for a second to gasp in a breath of air your eyes met hers. Her eyes were half lidded and her cheeks were flushed- she was fucking gorgeous.

You buried your face back inbetween her thighs, deciding you needed to taste her cum. Instead of toying with her clit, your fingers dove into her tight hole, making her squeal.

“Fuck- yes!” She yelped out as you glided your fingers over that spot, bringing her closer to her release.

“Cum for me, Ochako.” You pulled back for long enough to urge her closer to the edge.

“R-right there! I’m gonna c- fuck!” She whined, hands grabbing at the sheets on the unfamiliar bed.

You bullied her g-spot, needing her to cum- craving her so deeply.

With a scream, Ochako’s pussy tightened, and you almost stopped. But you didn’t. And she came all over your face. Within a few seconds, your chin was covered in her juices, your fingers becoming pruny as you continued thrusting your fingers in and out of her tightening hole- feeling it flutter around you while you fucked her through her orgasm.

“Jesus fuck- y/n pleaseee-“ Ochako started pleading, her head fuzzy as she came down from her high.

Pulling back from her pussy and wiping her off of your chin, you asked, “What is it baby?”

“Wan’ taste you. So much pl- please.” She whimpered, pushing herself up on her elbow.

In that moment, you knew what you needed.

“Hang on baby hang on. I wanna-“ you stood, leaning down to hold her face in your one clean hand. “- wanna take you back to my place. I wanna take my time with you. Shit. You’re so fucking delicious- I need to savor it.” You admitted in a whisper.

“Take me. Fucking take me, Y/n please.” She finished her plea with a kiss, tasting herself on your mouth- making her whine.

“C’mon baby.” You said, helping her get dressed, wiping your mouth on the inside of your forearm.

Walking downstairs while holding Ochakos hand- helping her a little as well- you found Mina in the crowd.

“Mins! Hey- me and Ochako are heading back- uh to our place.” You said, trying not to get close enough for her to smell you.

“Oh. My god. Uraraka! You and- Jesus Christ! Okay yeah- whatever. I’m gonna make sure i come home late you sluts.” She joked, shooing you with her hand.

“I can drive us.” Ochako said as you walked out of the house without bidding anyone else goodbye. You’d taken not earlier that she was drinking soda- thanking god silently that she hadn’t been drinking alcohol.

“Can you drive fast?” You asked, feeling greedy as the wetness between your legs still grew.

“Sure can, sweetheart. Give me the directions.” She giggled, pulling her keys out.

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Should’ve Known Better

Pairing: EB!Frank x Reader

Summary: You should have known better than to sleep with a friend.

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: Smut, FWB set-up, a little bit of toxic shit, angst

A/N: Frank got the most votes when I asked which other Seb character I should write for, so here it is! This is very personal to me lmfao it’s somewhat based on my own experience that really fucked me up a couple of years ago aksncajscna no but for real, stay away from the friends with benefits kind of relationship if you can’t keep shit purely sexual lmao also some guys are just fucking assholes even if they’re your friend lol

ALSO, I tagged those who are in my Everything Bucky Tag List. I’m not sure if I’ll write more Frank in the future too so I won’t be creating a separate tag list for him yet.

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"Do you love me?"

It was a simple question that was supposed to make you think. Given your experiences and your personality in general, you were supposed to cringe and ignore it. Maybe even make a joke out of it, especially that it was Frank who was asking you this question.

He wasn't supposed to ask it too. He wasn't one to ask such thing, not especially with the relationship that the both of you have. It was clear from the get go that this was nothing serious.

So why was he asking it now?

And why did you respond to it right away, as if you knew your answer even before he asked?

-

"Come on, it'll be fun."

You should've said no. You should have known better.

"I'll make you feel good, you won't regret this."

It did feel good, you were going to give Frank that. Possibly the best, even. But the latter part? You weren't so sure. Were you regretting it? Honestly, no.

Maybe not yet.

You'd rather not think about it for now.

"What's there to lose? We know each other too much to develop feelings anyway, you said so yourself."

Oh there's plenty to lose. Maybe a decade's worth of platonic (was it really platonic from the beginning though?) friendship. Your self-esteem was on the line too, but you didn't know it yet. You'll get there though, whether you like it or not.

"I'm free next Friday, come over. Spend the night with me. What do you say?"

You should've said no. You should have known better.

"Next Friday. I'll see you, okay?"

You should've said no. You should have known better.

"Ugh, fine."

But you said yes because you didn't know any better.

-

That first night with Frank was something else. It was fun and he kept his promise to make you feel good. So, so good. You never thought that sex could be that fucking good. At least, not with your previous partners. Not that you had many in the first place.

But god, Frank knew what he was doing and he loved doing things to you. He loved the entire process of knowing your body, what you liked and what you loved. How you liked to be kissed and touched and fucked.

He studied your body like his fucking life depended on it and you let him. You let him own your body because you needed someone to. You needed to feel something, wanted to have a purpose even for just a short while, even if it meant being someone's fuck buddy.

You felt lost for the longest time, but as you laid on Frank's bed with his tongue lapping up your cunt, you actually felt like you belonged somewhere.

-

You weren't a booty call, definitely not. And when things escalated between the both of you, Frank was already single and had broken off with his recent girlfriend, Daphne. You weren't a doormat nor a side chick. Frank had been your friend for the longest time, one of your closest actually. He knew you the best and not just physically. Frank knew the darkest parts of you the same way you knew him like the back of your hand. He was the most open to you, he said so himself.

"I don't know what I'd do without you." he told you one time.

Frank wasn't afraid to show you his true colors; how he wasn't the kind to settle for one or how he would often end up with someone immature or toxic. He himself was toxic and for the most part, you tolerated him.

That was the mistake on your part.

You let him be himself, that's why you held a special place in his heart. Not even his past girlfriends could get rid of you. You were untouchable.

"Are you sure she's fine with us going out?" you asked Frank one time, as the both of you headed to the movies.

He scoffed, "Yeah, don't worry. I already told her you're my best friend. You're off limits." he chuckled as he placed his hand on the small of your back, guiding you inside the cinema.

"You're fine." he reassured again, this time wrapping his arm around your shoulder and then cradling your head playfully.

-

Looking back, you sometimes ponder whether the friendship was really platonic. You were sure of it when the both of you first became friends; he was a couple of years older than you. You sort of looked up to him like an older brother for the first few years of your relationship. And he was very caring too, always looking out for you.

Your other friends were the first one to notice the closeness. They often told you that Frank seemed to have a thing for you. You brushed it off though, saying that it was impossible.

His girlfriend then was an acquaintance of yours. She was nice and wasn't bothered by how Frank was affectionate towards you.

Indeed, you were untouchable. You were the best friend after all.

-

"We fought again."

You rolled your eyes at Frank as he sat across from you at a local coffee shop near your place. It was your birthday and as always, you spent the most part of it with Frank.

It was like a tradition already, to celebrate your birthday with Frank first before you went out with your friends. Or even family. It was that kind of friendship.

"I'm sorry but who are we talking about again?" you joked.

Frank made a face, "Daphne." he responded. "I just told you about her like, two days ago."

You snickered, "I was kidding. But honestly though, you have to stop flirting with other girls. It's been really difficult for me to keep track of your record, Frank. And are you and Daphne even official?" you asked, taking a sip from your cold brew.

He rubbed his chin and shrugged, "Sorta. Well, we were official two weeks ago. Now though, I'm not so sure. Here's the thing, Daphne can be really..." he said, trying to search for the right words.

You hummed and shook your head, "Immature?" you said and mindlessly scrolled through your phone.

"You should really stop dating girls who are immature, Frank. I swear to god, this is like...I don't know, the fifth time you dated someone like her? Why don't you settle for someone who actually acts her age?" you blurted out.

Frank groaned and transferred to the seat next to you, his body facing yours and his hand landing on your thigh. You didn't mind, didn't think it was too touchy or intimate for someone who was in a relationship. It was pretty common for Frank to be this touchy with you anyway, you never paid much attention to it nor given it any malice.

"We fought because of you actually." Frank admitted with an apologetic smile.

Your head snapped towards him, a scowl etched on your face. "What did I do?!" you asked in defense.

"It was my fault. Daph saw your photo inside my wallet." he said.

"You should really throw away that photo. Jesus, why do you still have it anyway?" you complained.

Frank scoffed, "That's my favorite photo of you. I don't wanna get rid of it."

That was the last day that you considered your friendship with Frank platonic.

-

Come over

I miss u xoxo

Miss eating u out

Miss ur moans, wanna hear them again

You groaned at the continuous notifications that flooded your phone. While you were at work. After that first night with Frank, he had gotten extra clingy. No lies though, it felt nice to be wanted like this.

im free nxt Sat

Yay

Cant wait to see u, missed u a lot

dude, we were at the mall together just last wk

U really dont get attached do u?

Frowning at Frank's reply, you honestly didn't understand what he was implying.

what u mean?

Nothing

Work kept you busy for the entire week, with Frank bombarding you with sweet texts. You've avoided being sweet with him, it felt wrong. You weren't an affectionate person but Frank was, it was sort of one-sided. It wasn't a big deal anyway.

No one from the rest of your friends knew what had become of your friendship with Frank. You just thought it wasn't something that should be revealed. It was like your and Frank's little secret. You had to admit, the thrill only made the sex better.

Whenever the both of you went out with other people, the tension was there and it was fun. It was fun trying to brush off the way Frank's hand would steal touches from your waist, or how he'd subtly squeeze your thigh. The looks you exchanged from across the room; how Frank's "fuck me" eyes were meant for you and only you.

Things like that made you feel a certain type of way. But you never dwelled on it, or at least, you thought you didn't.

-

"Yeah, fuck...just like that, baby."

Frank's fingers dug deeply into the skin of your ass as he guided your hips. You gripped onto the back of the couch as you bounced on his cock, head thrown back from pleasure as Frank suckled one of your nipples. You could feel each of his fingers pressing down against your skin, it's probably going to leave bruises again.

"Frank, shit. I'm close." you panted against the skin of his neck, your arms wrapping around his shoulders and pulling him close.

Frank grunted and took your face in between his palms, forcing you to look at him as he began to thrust his hips upwards, eliciting a high-pitched whimper from you.

"Wanted to see you like this ever since." he breathed out, pressing his lips against your open mouth.

"Wanted you since we met, d'you know that?" he asked, grabbing a fistful of your hair and tugging your head back so he could nibble on your throat.

You shook your head and gripped his shoulders, nails scratching at his skin as you continued to ride his cock, "God, Frank...so close." you moaned.

You felt Frank's lips curl into a smirk against your neck, his fingers gripping your hair to keep you in place as his other hand slipped in between your bodies, finding your clit and rubbing it to help you reach your climax.

Every single time he touched you, you felt like your entire body was on fire. You felt the most alive, the most free whenever Frank fucked you. Maybe because he was truly gifted in bed or maybe he just knew your body and how to make it sing.

Or maybe it was because of the way he looked at you whenever you fall apart for him. Like he only had eyes for you, like it was only you that he could see.

Sweaty bodies and hoarse voices, the smell of smoke and sex lingering in the air. It was such a familiar ambiance by now. You liked how the aftermath of fucking Frank was never awkward, if any, it was a comfortable experience with the both of you just talking casually about how each other's day went.

"So I'm talking to this girl..." Frank said, turning you around so he could spoon you. Oh, the irony of the intimacy and conversation.

"Where'd you meet this girl?" you asked.

"Tinder." Frank snorted before pressing a kiss on your nape. "No, but she's different. I don't know, there's something about her."

You merely hummed in response.

"Think I might ask her out."

The first sting. The first realization. The first denial.

You should've said no. You should've known better.

-

The art exhibit wasn't a flop, but you wouldn't call it a success either. When you got a call from the organizer asking whether they can include your paintings in the exhibit, you said yes instantly. What can you say? You were a struggling artist who was seeking validation.

But now that you stood in front of your works with barely ten people attending the one-day exhibit, you thought that this wasn't a validation. It felt like a wake up call that maybe, art wasn't your calling and that you should probably give up on your dream.

"These are amazing."

You were on the verge of breaking down when you heard his voice. Turning around, you were surprised to see Frank. He was nodding his head as he approached you, his eyes scanning each of your painting.

"What are you doing here? I thought you had work." you asked.

Frank gave you a face, "Did you really think I'd miss out on your first exhibit?" he said and pulled you into a warm embrace.

"I'm proud of you." he whispered before kissing the crown of your head.

One validation from Frank was all it took for the walls to crumble down. He was the one who had been there for you all along and that was why you completely trusted him.

Frank will never hurt you, he'll never bring you down.

Or so you thought.

-

"Do you love me?"

It was a question that was supposed to make you think. But you didn't, because even before Frank decided to ask you that, you already had your answer.

You knew your answer for the longest time now, but decided to lock it into a box that you kept in the deepest part of your heart. It remained there unbothered and almost forgotten, up until this point.

That's why it was so easy for you to respond to it without even batting an eye.

"Yes."

It was too late when you realized that you had just admitted that you were in love with Frank. But you felt like it was the right time for you to bring out the key to that box, open it and just set your truth free.

They said that the truth will set you free, but why does it feel like it only imprisoned you?

"Shit, I was kidding." Frank said, his face panicked and body stiff from your unexpected admission.

Before you could even say something, Frank let out a nervous laugh as he ran his hand through his locks. "Wow, I didn't...are you serious?" he asked again.

It took you everything to brush off the pain, "Yeah, but it's no big deal. Come on." you shook your head and forced out a breathy chuckle.

Frank heaved out a deep sigh, "Fuck, I was messing with you. Are you sure it's fine? I mean, would this change anything?" he asked.

You deadpanned, "No, Frank. It wouldn't change anything. Like I said, get over it. It's not like I'm in love with you. I just love you...if that makes sense? You're my friend." you explained, more like lied.

"Look, it's not like I'm unattracted to you. I like you, I like spending time with you. It's just that I sort of don't see myself committing to you."

It didn't sink in to you immediately, Frank's statement. You didn't pay it any mind because again, you knew Frank. He wasn't one to commit so that was fine, you understand where he was coming from. It's not like you were going to force yourself on him too. But then you accidentally glanced at his phone and saw the messages he'd been exchanging with a certain someone.

When r u coming home?

In a little while, Daph

That night, Frank's statement hit you like a ton of bricks but again, you chose to deny what you actually felt. It's fine.

You're fine.

-

You should've said no. You should've known better.

Those words rang in your ears on the day that you found out. Your body turned cold, your vision blurred and your head spun. You'd never experienced hurt and anger like this, the kind that consumed you.

The kind that made you realized and admit that fuck, you'd truly fallen for Frank only for him to break your heart.

It didn't help that you were having such a terrible day at work. And Frank was so sweet to ask you whether you wanted to meet up with him. Not for sex, but to talk. The sex came rarely recently and was replaced with wholesome trips to the grocery, shit like that.

You knew there was something special going on. Even after he told you that he didn't see himself being with you, there was something.

Apparently, that something was just an assumption. Because when you asked Frank to meet you up that night, he said he couldn't and needed to be somewhere. That he'd meet with you the next day instead, a promise.

But then you saw him post a photo of him and Daphne. And it made your blood boil.

u back together?

No. Not really, been trying to fix it but u know how it is.

if ur trying to fix it with her then im out, frank

Wait what? Hey, are u mad?

r u fucking serious? u knew i love u and u come here parading ur ex, what the fuck is that all abt?

Shit, hey. Look, let's talk later, okay? Im out, will txt u when Im free.

Frank didn't text you back for the rest of the day.

-

You should've said no. You should've known better. But you said yes because you didn't know any better.

Were you regretting it? Yes. Sometimes.

You didn't know which hurt the most, the fact that Frank kept you in the dark while he was trying to patch things up with his ex, or that he considered you his best friend and still chose to break your heart.

He knew you the best, your relationship and trust issues and out of all the people, he really had to be the one to fuck you up the most. You trusted him so much, trusted him not to hurt you. Hell, if he doesn't want to commit then that's fine. But for him to treat you like a second option? Fuck that.

For him to confuse you with his actions, the intimacy...were all of those even real? All the times he came to your support when you had no one, when he was there for you on days you felt alone. What were those? He made you feel so fucking special, like it was possible to actually turn the friendship into something more than just fucking.

All this time you thought it was one-sided because you never actually showed Frank how much you meant to him the same way he did to you. Turned out that it was one-sided, but only because you were the only one who fell.

The following day, you received a voicemail from Frank. You pondered whether you were ready to listen to it but at the same time, you wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. It was pretty stupid, he fucked you up and there was no excuse for that. But the friendship you had with him had a strong hold on you.

"Look, I'm sorry I didn't tell you. That was my mistake." he started off. "I thought that this was really just sex and having fun, but I want you to know that I like you. I really do, you're special to me. Please give me a chance to make things right. Daph and I...I want to end things with her. Please stay, I don't know what I'd do without you."

“I just didn’t expect that you’d end up falling for me, I mean shit. You know the real me, how fucked up I am when it comes to relationships. Just please...please stay?”

Did you stay? Sort of. But you kept your distance, didn't meet up with Frank after that and only responded to his texts occasionally. Did he end things with Daph?

He didn't.

He said he would but instead, they got back together.

It was fucking selfish of Frank to ask for you to stay only for him to get back together with his ex. It'd be better for him to just slap you in the face then.

Being told that he couldn't see himself committing to you but then going back with his ex was the cherry on top. God, if that didn't mess up with your self-worth.

You totally stopped talking to Frank, ignored his texts and calls. You stayed away from him, tried to get over him and eventually, you did. But you'd be lying if you said that he never left an effect on you. Because he did, Frank did a number on you and it would take you a long fucking time to completely recover from the damage he inflicted on you.

You should've said no. You should've known better. But you said yes because you didn't know any better.

And that's okay, because there's nothing wrong with taking risks and ending up in heartbreak.

You live, you love and you learn.

-

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[alelelesimz]

izzy's dag-dag the artist... tag

RULES

Show us a rendition of yourself in your own art! Can be anything! Sims render? Random stick figure? Picrew? Go nuts! (Just be sure to tag the artist if you use someone else's picrew!!!!) Tag the blogs you want to know, and don't be a dick that's it! Also, feel free to answer as vague or in-depth as you want. And if you don't want to answer a question for any reason just don't vibe with it! Skip it if you wanna! Also make sure you tag me and use #dagdagtheartisttag so I can see it!!!!!!!!

thanks for tagging me @almost-spring!!!

QUESTIONS

1.) Do you prefer to be referred to by your name or blog name?

they’re the same lmao

2.) Where are you from?

venezuela!! i live in spain tho

3.) Do you have pets? 👀

no i WISH but i don’t have the time to properly take care of a pet

4.) Tell us about your "dream".

i just wanna have a job that doesn’t completely feel like a drag and enough money to not worry too much honestly lol

5.) Aside from art, what are your hobbies?

videogames, sleep.. that’s it i don’t have much more time 

6. )Does anyone irl know about your blog?

nah. however almost everyone in my life knows i play the sims for some reason

7.)Do you know anyone from your blog irl?

no but that’d be nice!

8.) What are some fun facts about you?

 I DONT KNOW ive been thinking about this and jesus christ

9.) What's your day job?

waitress 🙃

10.) Do you have a celebrity look alike?

no one that i’m aware

11.) What's your aesthetic?

grown up emo with oversized clothes only. i’ve been told i dress like a video game character or “kinda punk” which are both correct

12.) What kind of artist are you?

the one that doesn’t do as much art as they should

13.) How did you get into your form of art?

if we’re talking editing in general i started messing around with photoshop when i was 13 i think, but just sims edits idk i just stumbled upon simblr while looking for cc and realized people were doing cool stuff on here so i started doing the same

14.) What do you watch/listen/read/anything else while you create?

sometimes music, but most of the time either podcasts or whatever is on my watch later playlist on youtube

15.) What is your favorite of your own creations so far? 

i think this one and this one turned out really nice

16.) How would you describe your art style?

eclectic?? i just do whatever haha

17.) What is more satisfying to you coloring or outlining? 

coloring!

18.) What meme would you use to describe yourself?

everyone i know irl has send me every miyazaki meme cause they know how much i relate

19.) What character from any media form do you most identify with?

every time i see a question like this i can only think of bojack horseman which is a TERRIBLE thing but it is what it is!!

20.) If you were on the run, what would you change your name to?

uhh just anything that is not in spanish i guess

21.) Have you ever or do you want to change blog names?

yea my blog name sucks lmao

22.) God forbid Tumblr decides to pull a MySpace and lets us have page songs, what song would you choose? 

none ugh

23.) Oh yeah, I'm still on the MySpace train and I'm starting discourse! Who's your top 8?

idk? the mutuals i actually interact with 

24.) Did you understand those references or did you have to look them up? (I'm fully away I'm ancient, but are you?)

dude

25.) One last question; why are you like that?

good fucking question!!

Dag dag?

Now tag tag!!!

i’ll tag @aniraklova @ladykendalsims @void-imp @madeofcc @hufflepuff-sim​ and uhh whoever wants to do it :p (also feel free to ignore it!)

[spiritunwilling]

hiiiii yen you have intrigued me, what is up with the divorce blorbo inlaws? whats happening and could they perhaps mail their marriage licenses to these- these three guys i know. who i hear want to get married soon. if they dont want them anymore i mean

okay so the day that feyre archeron gets a divorce in canon is the day pigs fly and stuff but i want her to get one so bad

feyre is from the book series a c /ourt of thorns and roses and i do not recommend and probably discourage anyone from reading the books because they are bad and have a lot of weird sex scenes and very questionable choices made by the author and while i really like some of the character concepts, sjm has dropped the ball on execution every time and nobody who gets more than a few sparse paragraphs of writing stays likeable. but at some point a few years ago you figure that ok ive read enough of these books by now and i like some of the minor characters enough that i might as well hate-read the other ones. and also bc i want custody of some of her characters so i can rewrite them. i have a different version of feyre in my head that diverges from canon right at the beginning of the series (usually i j call her feyer lmao) and in this ideal world she never gets fucking married in the first place

but the version of feyre that i am divorceposting abt is her and all the shit that's happened to her as of the latest and worst book, a/cosf. and well a lot has happened.

she got married (and got mated to, ick. im still 90% sure it's just plagiarised omegaverse but anyways it's like. soulmates. i guess. sjm herself can't seem to decide what it is if not a reason to force characters into relationships and have sex) to this guy named r/hysand, who has such a terrifying long list of red flags and Bad Shit He's Done that i cant sit here and list all of them because that would take too long and i'd probably miss quite a few but both the series and the character have very active crit tags. a lot of it is played off or ignored or excused away by the actual book bc in the series theyre supposed to be , like, a perfect couple. :|

and yeah the series only spans like. 3 or so years and feyre is 19 at the beginning of the series and 22 and full of trauma and she fucking died once and there was a whole war and the author decides that the best ending 4 her is to have her stay home and. have a fucking kid?? babygirl go get therapy go reconcile with your sisters go travel the world literally anything but this. also the pregnancy subplot is so incredibly fucked up. ummm basically r/hys gets overprotective to a disturbing and v controlling level and also when he realizes the pregnancy threaten's feyre's life he withholds this information from her so I need her to GET THE FUCK OUTTA THERE RIGHT NOW

in my head it's maybe a year or two or three after the ending of acosf and feyre realizes how bullshit everything is and starts trying to figure out how to leave the night court (the faerie court that r/hysand rules over) with her kid and reaching out to her estranged sisters and old friends (also estranged. jesus) and getting her picture of my dress moment figuring out where she goes from there. sigh.

i don't think the night court has marriage licenses. or divorces? but in spirit it's a divorce.

and like. i like feyre. well, no I dont. [see: "nobody who gets more than a few sparse paragraphs of writing stays likeable"] but there's like these tiny moments in the first book that hint at some rlly compelling character traits that are unfortunately completely drowned out by the rest of the shitty romance. she keeps her oath to take care of her family even when it's easier to break it, even at the cost of her own life and her own happiness and she has a strained relationship with her sisters and feels like she's responsible for everything and has a complicated understanding with gender roles and her hunting and her capability for violence.

but canon doesn't touch on that.

[sapphire-innit]

MD is a trip in SO many ways lmao

HI!! So it's been a while but I was feeling sad about some minecraft boys and it finally kickstarted me enough energy to do this again. For those who haven’t seen this before everything is tagged “dream smp liveblog” if you wanna look back.

I was thinking about rewatching some of the exile vods again to get back into the right headspace but honestly I’m gonna ride this wave while I can and jump right back into it. Maybe when I catch up fully I’ll go back and watch them all in a marathon and see how much I can make myself cry, who knows

Intro out of the way here we go! VOD: Tommy Speaks to Mexican Dream in Exile

(rp): oh man I forgot how fucked up his skin was…. And hes drowning again

He’s also lashing out at people in chat and then pulling back “Ranboo: are you alright man” ahhh buddy YOU KNOW HES NOT

….You know. Some of the Dread HAS faded but it STILL sucks when Dream logs in.

“And Tubbo hasnt spoke to me…” :(

But hes still trying!!! Hes gonna make a path!!

Lol what is this melon monstrosity lol the youtube praise Tommy just screamed lmaoo

….Dream YOU can get out of VC 2 fuck off

….just the casual “oh yeah sorry” while he blows up the armor….

“DId anyone come to see you while I was gone” I see you, you obsessive fucker

“Weve become better friends” :/

HI MEXICAN DREAM WHAT AN INTRO THEYRE JUST STARING AT HIM LMAO

Yes BULLY HIM MD BULLY HIM

“WHICH ONES HOTTER” cursed cursed cursed

Lol the tone is so absurd Im having a good time

cc!Dream taking the time to pinpoint the particular restaurant its from lmaoo this man is funny

Lol Mexican Dream just chasing Dream away with Spanish YEAH GET EM MD

Tommys so excited to have someone who might live with him omg

“Borderline my owner” ….

…,,,look I just needed a short hand ok Mexican Dream is too long to type lol

,,,,,I dont know how to process Mamacita asdfsdfsd

SOMEHOW GOT MORE CURSED

Cant believe this is canon lore because it gets. SAD?? What is happening right now

This must have been a great tension breaker for people watching live though. A Nice break. Honestly I have mixed feelings about this being my first stream back lol

…..what are those maps huh? Old Memories huh? Tommy seems actually a bit embarrassed lmao

TUBBO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TUBBO!!!!!

Asfsdfsdfsdfsdfsdfds these fuckign pictures jesus omg

Somehow this would be more sad if Tommy wasn't blowing out his mic fake crying lmao

…..hey fuck girl Dream though

Is girl Dream canonically Dream or a different character?

“You two are the happiest couple I know” … F for the dream smp where no relationship survives lol Love is Dead

….my heart was racing while Tommy was hiding the rest of the Tubbo pictures…

“Not on my stream you better not!” afdsfdsfsdfsd

Rip Mexican Dream lol Quackity dies to mobs a lot doesn’t he

………..I just got the walls joke F F F

……hi Dream you fucker

HEY BITCH, HEY BITCH BOY!!! YEEEEE TOMMY GET HIM

….. This is why Dream kills MD isn’t it

OUCH DIRECTLY AFTER THAT

MEXICAN DREAM DID JUST JUMP IN FRONT OF TOMMY JEEZ

….. Welp this is turning serious, Tommy is literally trying to distract Dream from chasing MD

The fucking decapitation joke asdfsdfsdf

OH MD WITH THE REAL GEAR!!!

….well that was short lived. As was Mexican Dream, Rest in Pieces I guess

“That was my last friend on the server. And that was his last death” “.......” “WELL WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO TODAY ~ :D”

“I never thought I’d see the day where Mexican Dream is canonically dead”

….. The serious tone is back for sure ….. Its staring into lava and gaslighting time

Literally just killed his friend and Dream already getting Tommy to say they’re friends…

“He died of a drug overdose” “I watched you kill him” “Noo he died of natural causes” >:(

cc!Tommy really canonizing this just to twist the knife

...hes just standing in the fire :(

………begging him for company.. “I don’t think I have very long left” …….

At least Drista will be fun?

“Its fine, its really his rules now” “After tomorrow, then I think its over”.... This is the pillar isn’t it. The pillar is happening soon

“Tommy can you stop going insane please?” - FUNDY PLS LMAO

Strange interlude with Lazar… obviously Tommy is lashing out but I also feel like there is a bit of back-handedness to his interactions as well. Maybe the only one ACTUALLY only reaching out because of pity..?

Well that was a strange and oddly sad interlude. The middle was just the wildest of rides, but the end still managed to ground it back, mostly. 13 did NOT HURT in that regard honestly lol. I feel like I’ve definitely lost some momentum by splitting things up like this -- my recommendation to anyone watching is Definitely to shotgun it if you can do so safely. Its such a well written arc, even and up to including silly streams like this, and its a shame not to have watched it all at once.

STILL! Looking forward to seeing Drista, that little chaos godling has grown on me quite a bit, not least of all BECAUSE she’s a chas godling with creative mode lol. I’ve also heard thats the other “break” exile stream, so probably a bit more lighthearted (not least of all bc idk how much Drista the person actually knows and or cares about her brother’s block game role play canon lmao)

[lunar-lair]

Dreamwraith sent me your tags on the Runaway King AU. I just spent the last five minutes mentally key smashing cause assjjdfkkfgkg THANK YOU???!!!!!!! such high praise holy jesus

I'm not used to anyone commenting about Evanescent Signs, so that made my entire week <3

ALAMSOSSKK HI????? Personally im like,,,sorry i barely paid any attention to the actually AU in front of me but also tbth the au yall were talkin abt isnt quite my vibe 😔 too much angst lmao. Also i heard you were coming back and my whole brain lit up w evanescant signs like my god.

alSO WH??? WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO ONE COMMENTS ON EVANESCANT SIGNS ALSMSK IMO ITS LIKE,,,UR CROWNING ACHIEVEMENT IN MY BRAIN

Then again i have not read ur casper high stranded fic bc again, no vibes 4 me 😔 but unless im misremembering, what i read of the fic where you made danny and vlad like,,an angel and demon basically was fucking epic!! Even if i didnt get through it all the way. And the 5+1 with the line 'our here is tiny, he is young, and he is always, *always* saving us' was so excellent. And Amity Park LIVE is really hilarious, even if its one of your shorter ones. And i checked ff.net and not many of secrets revealed is on there? Totally ok i just noticed

In all honesty, and this is so hilarious, i havent read your namesake. Period. I think ive read bits and pieces of it? But it never really stuck with me, which...god, hilarious as ALL hell

But dude, ofc you deserve high praise! And ofc i love evanescant signs!! Ive been following that fic on ff.net since it had...2? 3 chapters? Maybe since before the tucker chapter-brb lemme check-yeye i had it right. I KNOW i waited a while for chapter 4, though. Ive reread every chapter there probably-esp ch. 1 (ectoplasmic encounters) ch. 2 (...smth worth saving i think?) and ch. 5 (ghost speak for jocks), theyre all tied for my favorite tbh

Im sorry if this sounded rlly scattered and like,,ig squirrelly?? ALSKSK ive never gotten an ask off anon i dont think and ESPECIALLY not from a writer ive been following for 5 yrs,,,,its rlly good to hear youre back!! Ofc you dont have to write for evanescant signs if you dont want to, but ive been checking every month or two since i read it first in 5th grade, and i wont stop now!! Its one of my favorites in the fandom, really, so i guess its nice to know you know how much i like it now too!! And again this is so hella scattered ALSLSLS but im glad it made you happy and that you werent focused on me just freaking out abt smth you werent talking abt ALSKSLS <3