#i feel like he wants to break up with me but doesnt have the guts to do it so hell probably try and flip it on me

[enterideahere]

ai

[bigwishes]

Hope you're doing well. Just wanted to ask the genie for one wish... to swap bodies with my dumb sweaty bear of a roommate. We couldn't be more different, I'm a clean twink-ish comp sci major and I don't even know what he's majoring in cause all he does is eat, game, and work out. I complain about his lifestyle but secretly... I'm jealous. Jealous of how little he cares about grades or hygiene. Only caring about muscles and sports. I just want to know what it'd be like to be in his shoes for once even for a day. Then he'd be the one complaining to me about how much the house stinks and I'd be the one without a care in the world.

Took me a while to even see this one, but sure your wish is my command a big muscled sweaty bear who stinks? easy enough. first you start with your muscle mass, slowly pumping up, splitting through your shirt, growing more and more by the second, you can't help but flex and worship yourself as your muscles expand to freakish proportions.

its almost impossible for you to keep your hands off yourself as you moan in pleasure wanting more, to grow bigger, to get bigger,

soon a thick beard starts to grow from your jawline making you look like a beefed up lumberjack who works out non stop. A potent BO fills the room as your pits grow damp and start to stink, sweat drips down from them trailing your lats making you look like you just finished a workout.

You feel heavy trying to haul around your big muscular body, which doesnt help with the sweat, each step is an effort in itself causing you to sweat. You feel the fabric of your underwear strain and get wet around your groin and in between your ass as your body over produces sweat.

You begin to huff, each movement you perform leaving you out of breath. As you sit down the the couch to take a break you feel the cold wetness as the fabric absorbs your sweat.

A moment of peace passes as you try and catch your breath then your stomach growls. You do remember you wished to be a bear? six pack abs aren't very fitting.

You gut grows tight and you moan in pain as it growls, before long it starts to puff forward, looking bloated before shortly being covered in a layer of fat and hair.

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPP

you belch without warning, the powerful smell of protein feels the room and you look down to see the new you.

Big and Bulky are the words that best describe you now. A giant bodybuilder covered in a winter layer of fat, a true muscle bear.

Suddenly your door swings open as your roommate walks in. You expected to see the beast you'd gotten used to living with but instead a clean cut jock walked through the door carrying a pizza, protein shake and a box of chocolate muffins. You threw them down on the coffee table in front of you.

"got you what you asked for dude" instantly without saying thanks, your dove for the food alternating between shoving multiple slices of pizza in your mouth and chugging the protein shake, the shake dripped down the side of your lips and ran onto your chest.

"god how do you live like this you freak"

Hearing his words made your ears perk up, but not enough for you to stop eating.

"you are such a fucking slob dude"

You dick suddenly became hard hearing him insult you.

"and your fucking reek, jesus christ, you eat like a monster, stink like 40 gyms combined and have such a grotesque amount of muscle on your body"

Instantly you blew your load into your underwear hearing him talking about how much of a fucking slob you are.

You'd never felt so turned on, being so big, being so hungry, being humiliated by such a hot guy.

you had forgotten you even made a wish to begin with, and were ready to spend your life as a beasty bear.

BUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPP

[undermine-the-instinct]

Stop looking at me with those eyes!! Jjk Pt l | Pt ll | Pt lll

Characters: Gojo, Geto, Yuuta, Nanami, Shoko, Toji, Naoya.

Warnings: Spicy times are alluded to/insinuated. Naoya gets his own warning, lol.

* ☆ * ☆ * ☆ *

{Satoru} never wears his blindfold when he's around you. He's stopped wearing it early into your relationship, let's his hair down and his shoulders untense.

And you cherish these moments together, the comfortable silence, the air around you two quiet and languid. You're kinda creeped out though by the way Satoru stares at you.

"Stop looking at me with those eyes."

"What eyes?" He grins, his face in his hands. If he had a tail, you think it would be wagging.

"You know what you're doing."

"I'm sure I have no idea."

Ever heard of the blue eyed gaze? People with blue eyes tend to keep their eyes wide open, which you thought was weird and fake, but Satoru eyes are practically tennis balls.

"Stop staring at me like that. I can't concentrate with you giving me those puppy eyes."

"Oh? Get over here then and give me some attention." You scoff, but it's cut short by your laughter.

"You're not even trying to hide your motives, are you?"

"Nope!" He pops the 'p' and grins at you with those sparkling eyes, his pupils two twin dark spots of gravity, pulling you into his orbit. You don't even notice how absorbed you are, till he grins and his pupils dilate, big and round like marbles. You blush, and shake yourself out of your reverie.

You must resist.

"...No. After I'm done with the chores. You won't let me go once I'm in your clutches."

"Oh kitten," Satoru shakes his head in faux pity. "I'm not letting you go ever."

* ☆ * ☆ * ☆ *

{Suguru} doesn't try to hide how often he stares, but he's so sly with it you hardly notice. When you do notice though he smiles, slow and wide, eyes dark and almost sultry.

You know his work is dangerous, and you know he will die doing it. You savor the way he looks at you, even if you're too shy to say it out loud. But he knows how he makes you feel.

"Stop looking at me with those eyes." Suguru's smile is lax and mischievous, like a cat that just got the cream. He tilts his head and his hair falls over his shoulder, dark silk you want to feel between your fingers.

"Do you really want me to stop, honey?" See? He knows what he's doing. Your face flushes red and his smile turns sharp and teasing.

"..."

He snickers, and your gut flutters.

"Yeah, I know."

"You think you're so slick, don't you?" You try to cover up your embarrassment with irritation, but Suguru sits up so suddenly, and quick as lightning snatches you from the far side you were standing beside. You're in his arms, squeaking and struggling and laughing, squirming to get free but there's no escape.

Suguru watches you, soft and fond till you're out of breath, huffing against his chest with a pretty red face. He leans down and smacks a wet kiss to your forehead, laughing at the way your face scrunches.

"Yes. Yes I do."

"I hate you."

"I love you too hun bun."

"....Love you too Suguru."

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{Yuuta} is the definition of lovesick. He's got those shoujo heart pupil eyes whenever you so much as breathe in his direction. And that's how it always is. Whoever he's talking to, whatever he's looking at– even if he is in the midst of battle, face angry and eyes pinprick focused, he turns soft when he looks at you.

And you're such a sucker for that face that it makes you crumble everytime you see it. And he doesn't even use it to exploit you, he just uses it to get you to take care of yourself, or let him take care of you!

"..."

"Please?"

"Not now."

"Just a small break. Please, you've been working so hard."

"Not now, Yuuta. And stop looking at me with those eyes."

Yuuta doesnt reply and you try to be strong, you try, but you crack and take a peek. Immediately those eyes attack your heart, and you sigh through your nose, already defeated.

"..."

"..."

You just stare down at him and you both know it, you can see the hope in his face, but you also see the patience. He's kneeling next to you, willing to wait this out, (because you always fold) no matter how long it takes, and you sigh all over again.

"You know I fold like wet cardboard with that face Yuuta."

"But it works?" Sweet bastard. "So may you…? Please?"

"Ugh, fine. A quick break." His face breaks out into a smile like the sky dawning.

"Thank you, sweetie."

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{Nanami} shakes his head, gentle but adamant. "No."

"..."

"I said no."

"..."

"We'll have to run if we want to make it to that cafe in time. You're wearing heels and I can't carry you with all these bags." He had to do some juggling just to be sure he could hold your hand, no way both you and the bags can fit in his arms.

"Love." You don't answer.

Nanami says your name and sighs hard in the same breath, pinching his nose.

"We have enough already, and we've already gone well above our budget today."

"That's never been a problem before. You don't have to get everything for me, y'know. I have my own money. We can run, and i'll pay."

Nanami's head turns so he can look at you like you're crazy; he takes you out, he pays. He understands the issue of feeling indebted, or feeling bought (of course you're not) but you're his (willingly) and what is his is yours. But as soon as he turns and opens his mouth to speak he knows he's made a mistake.

He was only holding out because he was only holding your hand, and not your gaze. But you perk as soon as he faces you and turn onto him all the charm and endearment you can put into your eyes.

Doe eyes. It's annoying whenever the eccentric Gojo, who acts like one of his students tries to do this, and he's not swayed (too much) when his students do the same.

You though? God damn it. Your eyes are wide and sparkle and plead with him and he sighs, crumbling like a sandcastle in a storm.

"Fine. We can make it in time. I'm paying."

"Thank you honey! But you don't have to pay."

"And you don't have to wear that lingerie you bought but you want to," Nanami starts pulling you along, gently, and smiles back at you as you follow along. You smile back, fluttering your lashes prettily.

"And I don't have to pay, but I want to. So I will. End of deal." You grin at him, practically skipping, happy.

The big doe eyes always work. Hopefully they'll work later tonight too.

* ☆ * ☆ * ☆ *

Siren eyes. Even as a youth {Shoko} never had a doe eyed gaze, and she never had the dark levity for sultry. Her dark eyes are like pools that you drown yourself in, and it's often you caught staring at her. She'd flick your forehead and tell you to let her get back to work, because no good deed goes unpunished. You grin and ask the doctor for a quick check up.

"This is your fourth check up of the day."

"It's for my health, doctor. You can't just leave me like this." Shoko rolls those pretty eyes of hers, and it takes your all to not sigh like some besotted schoolgirl. You can't hide your affection in your eyes though, and she raises an eyebrow.

"Hey, no. Stop staring at me with those eyes. I have work to do."

"Is there something in my eyes? Come closer so you can check it out." She shakes her head at you.

"Yeah, no, you're not slick."

"It could be a serious case!"

"Yeah, it is." She steps closer, the click clack of her heels matching the staccato of your heart.

She presses a quick kiss to your mouth, and another, and moves back before you could press for more.

"Yep, I knew it. A very serious case of I-need-attention-so-I'm-gonna-keep-bothering-my-lover-from-her-very-important-work."

"...itis." She mushes your forehead and walks off so you can't see the grin spreading on her face.

"Oh shut up."

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{Toji's} got a staring problem. You have chores to do and you know you can't make eye contact because then he'll come over and he won't let you leave.

It's a game of pretending you don't see his eyes, and the longer you go the wider his grin becomes because he knows you're cracking, he knows and it's so damn cute to him. You know you never last long.

And oh my God, (and he does this on purpose) when his eyes finally leave your face, and trail slowly over the rest of your form, sliding over your curves and angles and lingering on the places he best likes to touch….. If you make it past this Toji whistles, and leans back in his seat, arms and legs spread. He looks so big and inviting.

"You're holding on strong."

"Chores, Toji. I held them off long enough, they should have been done yesterday." God damn his eyes. Dark and alluring, he is every temptation and vice crooning your name.

You think if Sirens could exist out of the ocean, Toji would be volcanic, his eyes are ash and his hands are fire on your skin, melting you, all soft and pliant in his hold.

You're like chocolate around him. Melting and sweet and dripping in his hands.

"Yeah, yeah we were busy." Okay, stop thinking about that. Don't think about how long he kept you in that room, in that bed, lounging and kissing and touching and tasting–

He laughs, loud, head tilting back and his scar stretching with his mouth. When you finally turn to glare at him he laughs harder, at the red flush that's spread past your face.

"Yeah, get the hell over here baby," he wipes a tear away and opens up his arms, beckoning you over.

"You held on long enough."

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You don't know whether sometimes {Naoya} is giving you the bedroom eyes or just glaring at you. Sometimes it's both. You think it's both.

"..."

"...?"

"..." He's still glaring, but he definitely looks more angry now. Too bad. Its late and you have a skincare routine to finish. And you can't read minds, even though you can tell what he wants from the heat in his eyes, the stiff way he's holding himself.

He sighs hard, and your mouth twitches. He sees this, and frowns deeper.

"Are you done with your ridiculous routine? Get yourself over here."

"No love, I'm not. You're going to have to wait a few moments more." You hear a sharp intake of breath, because how dare you leave your husband waiting, and you can help it! You giggle.

"....How audacious you are."

"And how so dear?" You see his face turn pouty, before he smooths it back down to irritation. It's funny how angry he gets. He could just ask.

"You know what I want."

"Well you're going to have to wait. I'm busy."

"Exactly. Audacious. You are supposed to serve your husband. Not to leave me bereft."

"I also have to make sure I look my best, because that reflects on the both of us. I'm sorry baby, I know you want my attention." You grin, and you think if you were anyone else you would be dead already. You think Naoya would have killed them.

But you're you and you're amazing and your husband only puts his hands on you if you want him to. He knows he'd be damned to the lowest level of hell if he really spoke to you with and expected all that misogynistic bullcrap, so it's fun to play like this sometimes.

You sigh and set down one of your bottles. He perks, even if he tries to hide it, and you turn to him.

"It's Friday, so I'm doing a mask. I can't rush this routine." He opens his mouth to protest, but you hold a hand up. The power you hold.

"Lay down. Untie your hakama." The power you hold. Naoya looks at you like you're crazy, but he does just that, leans back and lets you see how the low lamplight tints his skin gold.

You gesture with your chin and his eyes widen as he catches on.

"Go on. You're so eager, right? Maybe if you put on a good enough show I'll join you." You smile. "Go on."

A/N: I sincerely think if Naoya had a poc partner, sorcerer or not, they fr could've set him straight. HES SO HANDSOME AND FOR WHAT???

[luvrxbunny]

Bunny I was randomly thinking about slow sex with Miguel with the !Cradle Sex Position! 🥺

i had to google what that was and omg the fucking fire that starting in my stomach AHHHHHH

also there were a bunch of diff photos so i hope this is the one you were talking about

warning 18+ - an animated photo of the position is below the cut

not proofread and probably some improper grammar CUS THIS WAS JUST SUPPOSED TO BE A BLURB

wc: 1k

it'd be really emotional sex. like maybe you almost died on a mission, ohh- like andrew garfield's spider-man! you were falling like that and Miguel had seen that canon event for other spiders so many times that he thought this was it- that no matter what he does, no matter how hard he tries, how quickly he shoots his web it wont reach you, he wont catch you, you're gonna die and it's his fault. but then his web reaches you and you're shaken up but completely safe.

he doesnt leave you alone for the rest of the day. he becomes worse than your shadow because at least your shadow can't insist your keep one part of your body on his at all times.

once you guys get home you ask him why he's so worked up and bent outta shape by what happened today and he breaks down. tears begin to stream down his face despite how aggressively he's trying to rub them away and you force him to sit down and explain himself to you.

you’re being so gentle as you comfort him, so caring and loving in a way he’s never felt before. so ofc he gets hard 🥳

he pulls you into his lap slowly and just stares at the shocked expression on your face once you feel that he’s hard. you’re sitting across his lap because of how he pulled you in. your legs run off the sides of his thighs as his legs stay planted on the ground.

he readjusts himself, slides down a bit and spreads his legs before wrapping a thick arm behind your thighs, one behind your back and slowly folding you up for him. he turns you so your back is to his chest but you can still hold the eye contact he’s kept this whole time.

the silence in the room is so fragile you’re afraid to breathe, not wanting to shatter the moment. his eyes flicker to your lips for a moment before coming back up with a pleasing look. his cheeks are still wet with tears, you can’t resist him. you lean in slowly and don’t close your eyes until your lips are locked with his. he moans and he reaches for your hand. he grabs your wrist and fidgets with buttons until your suit dissipates, one of his favorite things about having chosen to make you a digital suit.

he adjusts his watch to just dissipate the crotch, always needing that power imbalance between the two of you. his cock slaps against your pussy the moment it’s freed, eliciting a shocked, but desperate moan from the both of you.

miguel planned on taking his time with you but after his cock hit your plush, wet, lips— he can’t wait any longer. “putting it in, baby.” he grunts out into your ear as he lines himself up with your entrance. your hands reach back to caress his head, play with the curls at the base of his neck.

both your eyes roll back as he slides into you. it’s funny how in sync the two of you are, feeling the same things at the same time for the same reasons. the emotional exposure has left you both raw, sensitive for each other. you both are moaning louder and more frantically than you usually would, on edge already.

“m’not gonna last miguel. oh i love you so much, baby. you’re so good, keeping me safe at all times. my big protector.” your delirious, running your hand through his curls and grinding on his cock as you speak. your words affect him more than he ever could’ve expected. he’s cumming.

it’s worse than a punch to the gut. he lets out a yelp/moan of your name like a scolding and you can feel his warmth flooding your insides. his hands grip your thighs so hard you actually think they may pop, you have to dig your nails into his wrists for him to realize. his hands are shaking— his whole body is shaking so violently that you’re trembling along with him, causing an extra tightness over his cock as you start to cum.

he was on the tail end of his orgasm but now that you’re cumming around him… it’s been renewed. he lets out another shocked moan, closer to a whimper and a sob as he crosses the line into overstimulation. he’s still fucking into you though because you’re cumming. he wants you to cum so hard you’re nothing but jelly in his hands but it seems to be having the opposite affect.

your head is turned to his, you hand on the back of his head, in his curls to angle it towards you and you’re mumbling with a smirk against his lips. “oh- yeah. fill me up, miggy. you’re pumping me so full, baby. kee- keep going. miguel. keep filling me up, my love. m’all yours. make me yours- mark me. want everyone to know.” your words penetrate his brain like bullets. shooting through him and never leaving. mark you

he takes a bite before he can think. wanting to mark you in anyway he can and the sensitivity on his fangs as his eyes crossing as his cock shoves out another fat rope of cum into you. you’re squealing, trying to hold your sounds in as you flutter over his cock again, creating an obscene noise as his thrusts die into slow grinds. his teeth are still in your shoulder, feeling too good under the rush of your warm blood to pull out. his brows are furrowed as he tries to collect his thoughts again.

this never happens to him. you’re stroking the back of his head now and whispering loving words into the air, hoping he can hear them. you’re usually the one in this position, all fallen apart and gifting miguel the honor of putting you back together. but now he’s gifting the honor to you, giving himself you you completely, letting you clean him up and take the both of you to bed.

HOW THE FUCK DID THIS GET SO LONG OMFG 😭 THIS SHOULD COUNT AS TODAYS FIC

i literally burnt myself out from this and now today's fic is like 800 words

[ryleektv]

Lorenzo Berkshire Headcannons

Part 2

Warnings: suggestive content (i think?? i don't remember), language, diving deep into toxic Lorenzo, not proof read

again, don't come after me if you don't agree

WC: 646

• quidditch keeper. practices a pretty normal amount unless he makes some stupid mistake during a game, then you best believe his ass is out there forcing theo to help him practice for the next 3 days

• definitely plays football (soccer 😔✊) and is actually good at it

• thinks he is the shit. this dudes ego is dangerously inflated and someone desperately needs to tell him no, reject him, lead him on, literally anything to humble him because he truly thinks he can just play God

• however i solely believe someone will at some point manage to somehow break his heart and that all will come absolutely crashing down

• ofc that'll only last about 0.02 seconds and then he'll be in his rebound kick and worse than ever but at least there was a small sliver of time when he realized that he is not in fact the shit and he's actually just a hot wannabe frat boy that got semi lucky in life

• also somehow really good with kids?? and obviously that's really attractive but how is he good with kids?? why does it make sense?? 

• gives off the kinda vibe of finding him holding some random baby at a family reunion (fuck knows not his family 😬) and having no clue who's it is but lowkey enjoying the baby snuggles (as he should) 

• will not admit to enjoying the baby snuggles.

• if he wasn't attractive, your mother would hate him, but he also has a major flirt personality and knows damn well he's gorgeous therefore is great at faking the niceties for parents so your mama won't bat an eye at the total asshole aura

• 50/50 chance your dad hates his guts and sees right through him (if you have no dad though you're just shit out of luck in terms of getting actually good relationship guidance because there's no way he's not making a "i didn't know you had a sister" comment.)

• Knee Socks is actually him???

• would own a blue lacoste?? would be attracted to the knee socks?? yes

• i feel like he would suffer from major summer depression. being away from school distractions, away from school in general, away from his friends, stuck in a gloomy ass manor, constantly surrounded by reminders of his shit parents. bud is not doing well

• more than likely has issues with attachment too (huge contrast to the commitment issues). does not do well being away from his close friends but would rather cut off his dick than admit it

• cannot be alone. lonely is no go. he is a people person, he doesn't have to like you to need some company and use you for it 

• this does in fact feed into his whole womanizer persona 

• off of the sad bit, he is a real genuine sweetheart to Narcissa and Narcissa only. 

• cissy may not always be the best parental figure, however compared to his other options it's like comparing shit to candy. candy is a million times better even if its not always good therefore he definitely emotionally attached himself to her

• yelled at her once and had a mental breakdown

• maybe if you're dating him and you're lucky, she might talk a little sense into him and make him just a smidge less of an asshole

• speaking of, buddy has flings and situationships. dates for a few weeks at most every once in a while but it's mostly that ridiculous unofficial dating situationship that makes you want to bash your head in 

• it gets talked about a lot too, specifically around the girls because they all think they're smart enough to be with him without getting caught up in his messy self

• king of manipulation and surprisingly doesn't realize it half the time. he knows he's outstandingly good at manipulating everyone he just doesnt always notice when he's doing so 

• overall just a toxic babe

[baalzebufo]

HIII. can i just say. absolutely ADORE your gravity falls stuff!! i'd love to hear more of your headcanons (especially abt gideon) (that's my SON)

yes yeeees i was part of the Original Wave of Gideon Enjoyers back when like, episode 4 aired and it was about ten blogs who didnt hate his guts. i mean, i still want to throw him out a window, but I also think he has really interesting character stuff going on that some people just didnt wanna look at bc they hated him! which like, fair, he's a villain, but that freaky little dude will always be one of MY faves, haha

this post got. very long im sorry I had to put a readmore here haha but I haven't had an excuse to infodump about this for ages so here's a couple Things I like Thinking About... also a doodle I did the other night to break up the wall of text below

ok ok to start i LOVE him so much as a foil to dipper (and to an extent ford too) as examples of what the journals/that kind of power and information can do to people. its why im so adamant that he does actually have albinism, even if its not Technically Canon. dipper and ford both have a like, 'physical oddity' about them (birthmark, sixth finger) i think it makes sense for gideons to be his albinism as something that set him apart. all three are 'weirdos', were ostracised to an extent by the world, had that longing for something special or important, and then found it. and its what they DO with that which sets them apart

especially as a foil to dipper like... from time to time in the show, he gets a bit gung-ho about abusing the journals power for his own gain. but he has friends and family to reign him back in. he has more of a moral compass about not wanting to hurt people, generally. dipper never became like gideon did

this is getting into headcanon territory here but, my general summary of gideons childhood is an isolated one. only child, fairly sheltered, had some medical complications early in life which led to a lot of time on his own in hospital, attended school briefly and was subjected to significant bullying. and without a real support network outside of his parents who were very doting to the point of spoiling him because hes their Little Miracle he wasnt exactly well-adjusted even as a kid

but basically, that kid ends up finding this journal and learns about spells and evil artifacts and suddenly he has the power to make people like him. not only that but Fear him. he goes from feeling powerless to an absolute ego-trip. and his only close relatives would never tell their little boy 'no' about something, so they're not disciplining him in any way. its a perfect storm for a disaster to happen

it stems from this childish desire to go 'look at me im important and special and everyone likes me' and hes become so embittered already by people being dicks that he doesnt care if he hurts people on the way

that only really changes when mabel shows up and is the first person in town to approach him from a like... normal level. shes nice to him but not in the overly-saccharine and doting way his fans are, just in the way a girl who wants to be friends is. she treats him normally and is nice and he thinks she's pretty and that ALSO becomes a perfect storm of 'well shes nice to me and i like her so i must be in love with her and she is with me!' and, of course. kid who has never heard the word No before. so the later rejection becomes a HUGE sticking point and grudge to the point of being flat-out murderous

later in life with a little Introspection i think he'd realize it was less love and more just. basically imprinting on the first person to be normal and kind at him in years

UM. I should wrap this up i have so much in my brain. gideon was one of my earliest roleplay muses i'd write and draw with my pals, so I subjected him to a LOT of personal characterization stuff and also making a thousand AUs for fun. (aus always come in two flavours either its 'im going to make you marginally more well-adjusted' or 'im going to make you so, SO much worse')

ive got a soft spot for con-men and fake psychics and generally shitty little weasels and gideon just stormed into the show being a jerk with an aesthetic i adore and i was like ahhh. i want to punt him. hes my favourite.

ok im going to shut up now. last minute headcanon. gideon got into wood carving in prison art therapy because using a knife to stab something in a non-murder way helps soothe his urges. he whittles little people figurines

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[gamblersdoll]

I want more about Guts and reader 😩😩😩

What if Nerd confronted Guts about his jealousy of Griffith?

I mean, she has a right to know the whole story after all, but I don't think Guts will be happy because of her curiosity

no cw or much triggers, car talks and slight feelings being mentioned. (mentions of death and alcohol.

“why did you do the thing you did.” you asked blankly, staring at the road from the windshield. you folded your arms, tapping your foot.

“because i can? did you not like it?” he asked, looking to you, stopping the car.

“no– its not that, but why did you face-time griffith to show us having sex?” you asked again, pressing on the question. “why did you show him us having that moment?”

he doesnt answer at first, only rolling his eyes at first.

“… are you jealous—“

“i will fuck you up.” he turns to look at you, there is no hostility from him, you could tell he wasnt serious about it though. you knew he’d never put his hands on a woman.

“so what is it?” you ask, getting closer to him.

he sighs, looking out the windshield and bouncing his knee as he pulled up to a parking space and parking. he pinched the bridge of his nose, exhaling out his nose heavily. beats of silence pass, and you sigh yourself, looking out the window into the empty parking space.

“i hate him for what he did.” he starts, running his fingers through his hair. you look to him, patiently. “he’s a selfish drunk driver who got my friends killed and didn’t give not one fuck about it.”

your heart somewhat breaks, hearing the story. “we had gotten in a fight and i stopped talking to him. next thing you know, my friends were dead, and the girl i originally wanted? he starting fuckin’ with her and then ruined her.”

you knew who he was talking about, the story clicking and you sat silently.

“its not a jealousy thing, its me getting my get back.” he looked to you, “heard he had a thing for you or something and he had wanted to talk to you, or date, whatever the hell.” he chuckled defeatedly, shaking his head. “so, we linked up, and we fucked. just how griffith hurt me, i hurt him back.”

“so.. i was just a tool to get back at him?” you ask, almost defensive and getting somewhat hurt. he snapped his head to you, anger plastered on his face.

“when in the fucking hell did i say that?” he asks, oh he was pissed now. he breathes again, deeply. he looks back to you. “for a nerd, you seem to not understand what the hell i say.” he rolls his eyes again, leaning on his elbow digging into the arm rest. “you werent some object i used to get back at him. no, not that.”

that.. was some what reassurance to you.

“then what was i?”

a beat of silence goes again, him tapping the accelerator. “i.. i dont know how to explain it.” he says, “but its not something casual.” he states, looking to you again. “better question. do you fuck anyone else?”

you furrow your eyebrows, looking around the car. “uhh.. its just you?” you question, why did it matter?

“good. how it should be.” guts says, looking at the steering wheel. “any other questions you got ‘fer me, nerd slut?” he side eyes, a smirk on his face.

you ponder, then it clicks. you swallow thickly, prepared to be embarrassed and maybe lead on. “do.. you have some sort of attraction for me?” you asked, chipping at the fingernail polish.

a boisterous laughter erupts from the man, then he turned from you. “attraction?” he questions, mocking you.

“well– crush?”

“crush?”

“guts do you like me or some shit?!” you felt regret for cursing at him. especially yelling at him. he laughs again, taking his right arm and cupping your chin to turn and look at him.

he gets closer to your face, not too close, but close. “im not telling you a damn thing, nerdy cumdump.” he snickers.

you swallow thickly again, ears and face heating up. you see him get closer to your face, lips almost touching. he turns head as if he were to kiss you, you closing your eyes and preparing for him to suckle on your tongue.

he chuckles a bit under his breath, and he pulls away. a part of you died.

“not yet, nerd. gotta earn that prize.” you pout hearing that, and he squishes your cheeks as he furrows his eyebrows. “no pouting either, nerdwhore.”

[oswednesday]

Ah okay yes so! I haven't finished the whole book yet but I have doubts it would come up again anywhere else-- overall I've greatly enjoyed it except ONE THING really left me feeling disappointed and kind of confused, and it's (idk what numbers because the pages aren't numbered..?) the first 2 pages of bills backstory, which is before he left/destroyed his home world. I was very much hoping the book would dive deeper into the flatland-esque lore that's been hinted at both in the show and the bill ama that follows the og flatland idea that more sides = higher in society etc, which would imply Bill was one of the more subjugated shapes, and while I can't remember far enough back to the ama about where the 3D dimension came in, it's probably safe to say him breaking into it (be it by intrinsic power he had or power he obtained somehow) was a way he would become a higher being. I found it strange that in the tbob, they story just seems to be that Bill was a normal dude everyone liked, his sight into the 3rd dimension was merely incidental, and like accidentally destroyed the world in the process? Which like, maybe the argument that could be made here is that Bill wrote it and he's lying, which I could believe maybe for the second half perhaps pretending he can't exactly remember what happened or something. But why would he lie about the first part, if in the past he already alluded to how he was seen as lesser in his home world? and wouldn't it only be MORE convincing to make the reader of the book trust him if he were to be truthful about the sad aspect to his past where he was mistreated, because that's obviously something everyone can empathize with? It's strange, it reads to me more like a word of God choice ....but why?

oh my god i feel soooo many things about this i gotta collect my thoughts in some sort of order

but i would frankly be astonished if i was wrong, my take away from the book as a whole tbh, is that alex actually read the flatlands between the ama and making the book gdgdgdgdgfdg

if not for the first time, then a refresher i think the treatment of women in Society and bill's interaction with them is a major highlight in the book; like his interaction with women is a much bigger focus in a way that feels tied to how much hes downplaying the destruction of reality and also his interaction with men as well and what we can extrapolate from like the victorian style culture the book presents but, like entering a space where its intentional and not just an author wiggling material about into a different shape , i think bill's goal with like the narrative crafting is showing the potential Next Guy that hes a really cool dude you want to party with him hes hypemanning himself, like i think it speaks to like the driving force behind his actions and the function/purpose this book really has that he doesnt not even think to play up the victim and crank up the sob story for the reader

he does do a lot of victim blaming and a lot of woe is me about certain parts but not in anyway that feels like he understands what and why hes even saying it, it all feels built to deftly avoid -hey that shouldnt have happened to me Period- hes like gutting himself for attention too with it, like he wants to be seen having value and being like uh yeah i was underclass will make him feel unimportant, is why i think that bit gets underplayed, and i think with the lying to me at least it came off as like the truth of the matter is like he can say whatever and no one exists to fact check him like hes told the stuff so many times in so many different ways to just get what he wants --does he even know the truth of the matter anymore? does it like, matter to anyone whatever he says ever anyway? like its not really important to Anyone, hes the only thing like him to exist ever forever and no one is ever going to be able to Understand him again

was my interpretation of all that but it is, also perfectly possible that no one ever looked at the ama ever again fdfsdfdsfd

[nick-c0rrupt3d]

AFTG x ALEX G songs here!

Andrew Minyard:

-Come Back

song here

-Keeping promises for 'kicks'.

Him saying that promises means everything, but lets aaron go over them.

-Thinking it wouldnt 'stain like this',

Him losing his impurity, feeling dirty after his SA.

-'slimy little pills keeping you around'

He thought that Neil was an hallucination.

-'i wish i could come back down'

His need to stop being manic because of his pills.

-Candy

song here

-'keep your body in the air, shut your mouth stay up there, dont let them see you like this, wash your face and hide your wrists'

Just his SA and his way to recall his body his own throught cutting himself. The costant need to never show what you have been throught and let himself percieved weak.

-'Just like candy you go down, stain my teeth and rot your mouth'

Again, his pills doing more bad than good.

-East coast(unrealeased)

song here

-'And maybe, I'm tired of you running your mouth, And maybe, I don't have the guts to spell it out, And maybe, I want you to hurt my brain'

Maybe, maybe, maybe, he is insecure, he doesnt understand, he is struggling to understand what neil means for him.

-'When you go, Where you go, I don't wanna know, When you go, Where you go, Don't tell me so'

Andrew in denial, a lof of 'i dont care' while he does. Its easier to think that Neil will go away.

-Track 07 (unrealesed)

song here

-'I wanna make you cry like you knew, I wanna make you lose'

Wanting revenge from his abuser. making them cry like they make him do.

-'What's the matter? I dont want to wait so long'

Him waiting and waiting for his abuse to stop.

-'Met a boy who likes my body, said he wants to break your teeth'

Well..Neil Josten. Sprinting to defend him at Thanksgiving, but Aaron beating him in time.

BONUS!

MASTER POST

[noahtally-famous]

keith! the throwaway name in tdpi to you; but to me he's an actual character

younger me is screaming rn, ever since i watched tdpi when it came out, i was super interested in keith as a character (and his dynamics with sky, and with dave)!! finally here we are, some picrews of what i think he looks like & some basic info! (cant do the 16-slide presentation with him rn like i did with gabriel 😔 but maybe i will in the future!)

here's a fic abt him! (plus i do have an rr au idea with him in my drafts)

below the cut are gonna be some keith (and keith & sky) hcs:

-> keith is exceptional in almost any sport he puts his mind to! his favorites are baseball and basketball though. he met sky through a school game and they bonded over their love of athletics!

-> keith never rlly considered sports as a career, he's always default thought of it as a hobby. sky was the one who wanted to take her skills farther, and he did support her for it

-> their shakiness started when sky brought up auditioning for tdpi. keith has heard the shit that happens in many reality shows and worried for her, saying they could try another solution. they argued, sky signed up for tdpi (she said she'll miss him in the audition bc he was filming and it was sort of as a 'im sorry for the fights pls try to understand' thing). however, despite keith trying to understand, he didn't watch any of tdpi until the finale episode

-> as a loyal person in relationships, keith was extremely hurt and upset by sky kissing dave and then leading him on. it made him feel quite worthless, and despite any reconciliations, he knows he can't ever trust her again

-> he doesnt like dave bc the guy went ballistic and put sky's life in harm's way, he considers that a bit of an overreaction on dave's end and he does resent him for believing he played a part in sky falling for him

-> this guy places trust to a high degree, if you break it, you're seeing a different keith

-> he's the type to maybe be good/proficient at chess. might have him be good at it actually!

-> he and sky are both bisexual. sky is bi with a preference for women; keith is bi but used to pretend he was straight due to the environment he lived in

-> sky and keith's relationship tropes: friends to lovers, mutual respect for each other, relationship for convenience

-> in actuality, sky & keith's relationship is more of a friendship. they only made it like they're dating bc of their families, and when their individual sexuality crisis came up, that caused some issues. prior to tdpi, sky already had a feeling she liked women, but she kept it to herself; keith, for his part, already was aware of his bisexuality when he and sky started dating but he thought their relationship would "get rid of it". in the end, sky got the courage to push aside the veil in front of their relationship first (hence the dave moments), and keith tried to hide behind their relationship bc he didn't know if he had the guts to confront the implications

-> keith's fully ready to confront/fight anyone who gives him bad vibes and isn't afraid to show that--all except for his father (the man gave this guy too much trauma for that)

-> he got his piercings as a nonverbal 'eff you' to the old keith he used to be. back when he was worried abt his parents judgements and his friends. before tdpi, before sky and his breakup, before he made an effort to come into his real self

-> his mum and he have a complicated relationship. she's low-key homophobic at times that he cant get a proper read on her. but he does love her (def more than he does his dad), and he hopes she's willing to accept him

-> has heterochromia; one eye is dark blue, the other is light hazel (he tends to wear contacts, making it seem like he has two blue eyes)

-> he shaved part of the side of his head in a fit of impulsiveness at a concert with several friends, but then he realized he looks good in it and he likes the style, so he kept it that way

-> the type to wear sweatshirts/shirts/hoodies with lowkey memes on them (as shown in the pics with him wearing the orange hoodie with the two fingers almost touching)

-> he and sky were the epitome of 'what we have is better off as a wonderful friendship than a romantic relationship'

-> he and sky tended to help each other sports-wise in various ways; like she'd play scrimmages with him, and he'd race hurdles with her. this helps both of them grow and bond at the same time. it's a fun pastime they both enjoyed and feel nostalgic for now

-> clothing style: the stuff in the pics, along with jeans (not rlly baggy jeans though) along with sports sneakers or light brown hiking boots

-> one time sky twisted her ankle and refused to get help, and keith had to literally piggy-back her to his car bc she said she "can just walk it of, its fine!"

-> strong emotionally/mentally/physically. more so abt the first two, he's good at hiding his feelings bc of the environment he grew up in and his family (his dad more so). if he and dave ever have a heart-to-heart they can discuss their shitty father figures and how that lack impacted them lmao (the dave in my head has a shitty and distant father)

-> this also makes him more suppressed emotionally and more uncommunicative

aaand think that's all i've got so far!!

[bigwishes]

I’ve been getting into the idea of being overfed by a dominant man. I want to grow and get fatter and fatter until i can’t do anything on my own. I want to be completely dependent on a man to feed and take care of me. Could you help me out with this?

Hmmmm If thats really what you wish. You come home from work to find a hot stud in your kitchen, your entire house smells of muffins, cake and roast chicken. He says hello with a smile and invites you to sit down at your own table he puts a nice plate of roast chicken and potatoes in front of you wish a side plat of muffins. You start eating and quickly finish your plate and find yourself completely full. The man gets up and makes you another plate, you try to refuse but the wonderful smell convinces you to eat a bit more. You are completely overstuffed now and you stomach feels like its about to split open. You now feel so full and bloated you cant stand up. The stud sits up on the table and takes one of the muffins you didnt finish and shoves it it your face you try to refuse but he simply doesnt care and slams it into your mouth whilst you try and so no. More and more. You gut feels worse with every mouthful and you can hear it churning. You watch as the buttons on your pants button breaks and you shirt starts to roll up. You moan and he simply forces more food into your mouth. You dont know how you are physically able to get more food inside your stomach but whatever he shoves in your mouth seems to go down fine. A few hours pass and he finally lets you have a break. You stand up and feel the massive weight, you see your new giant gut and have no idea how you have grown it in a matter of hours.

Something clearly unnatural was happening, something strange forcing you to become much bigger in a shorter amount of time and eat a lot more, but before you could think about what was going on the stud handed you a blender filled to the brim with a double choc thick shake. You tried to hand it back but he simply put his hand on the bottom of the blender and pushed it up to your lips before you knew it you were chugging the whole thing. You stomach bubbled as you finished the last mouthful and you moaned as you watched your gut expand before you very eyes.

Looks like you've signed up to the forever bulk program my friend.

[fitpacs]

I saw you were talking about what q!fit is gonna be like post corpse hole and wanted to get my two cents in there

Now Ive been led astray by my gut feeling many many times before when it comes to minecraft roleplay but i just have this feeling that q!fit isnt going to be as badly affected by the corpse hole as we thought.

Like on a meta note i really can’t see cc!fitmc doing long depressing rp, it just doesnt feel like his style. The closest id say weve gotten was the off putting vibes during the march 12th stream but even that had moments of levity.

And on a more lore wise note, the whole reason madagio recruited him is because he has “The ability to resist both madness and toxicity.” (His words not mine). This isnt the first time q!fit has gotten attached and lost those attachments. He had multiple factions he was apart of during different time periods on 2b2t, people he even called his friends and he has left/been betrayed by them before and come out of it. Yes it was rough and he was definitely affected by it but never broken.

But on the other hand, those attachments were never to the level of the ones he has now and i wonder if the whole point of telling us madagio’s reasoning was to set up a sort of “everybody has a breaking point” plot line instead of establishing a strength.

To me it feels like theirs no real way to predict what will happen on that next qsmp stream but i just have a feeling that we’re jumping too quickly to the most angsty scenarios

i honestly don’t know which way ccfit is going to take the lore (like is ramon’s ‘deep sleep’ going to affect it?) as there’s strong arguments for both sides - depressed arc and happy go lucky arc - and honestly i kinda love that we don’t know, makes it more exciting!

[xamaxenta]

Godddddd ace getting drunk and spilling his angsty guts???? Yes sign me tf up. He does it his first year at sea with deuce and swears he will never do that again, hes gotta have better self control than that, he needs to be better--

But then the next time sabos deathaversary rolls around, he doesnt even realize what time of year it is and it only occurs to him why hes felt so shitty lately one night when hes absolutely shit faced and oh. Oh no. Its happening again, but this time hes on whitebeards ship and theres a LOT more people here, he doesnt want his new brothers to see him like this. He tries to find deuce for help, but runs into marco instead- kind, caring marco that guides his dizzy miserable blubbering drunk ass back to his room and tucks him into bed and dries his tears and doesnt ask questions and stays until Ace falls asleep. And in the morning theres a glass of water and some ibuprofen sitting on the bedside table for the hangover and honestly idk where I'm going with this I just. Hhhhhh. Soft marcoace hurt/comfort. I'm unwell

He tries to find Deuce but the new ship is so incredibly large and lonely feeling as he always does feel on this day and he’s so lost and he wants to find a safe space to curl up in maybe vomit in who knows

Marco is attuned to the emotions and goings on the ship, his observation haki is finetuned to perfection for situations like this, what kind of doctor would he be if he couldnt tell when someone in need was hurting?

Colour him surprised to see their newest commander firefist Ace absolutely wasted, looking like he was keelhauled twice and then some

Ace despite his inebriated state recognises Marco, sees him as a safe space, a person who has been kind to him regardless and latches onto him slurring almost raving, Marco cant make anything clearly from his ramblings only a name he presumes is a name someone who died judging by the way Ace weeps and struggles to process his feelings

Whoever they were, they mustve meant alot to him, Marco understands

Shepherds him to bed and stays with him until Ace passes out and stays with him until dawn breaks, because the vice grip Ace has on his hand never relaxed the entire time and even if it had he wouldve remained

[xiaoluclair]

hello okay i've seen you reblog 4433 posts so this is my invite for you to go fully incoherent rambling about why you love 4433 pretty please?

okay so i sure as hell ain't a vet but i Am intrigued invested enamored hopelessly sinking and it goes like This:

ONE. racer4racer ruthless4ruthless champion4champion. yall heard lewis talk about booing?? it just fuels me 💪💪. yall heard max? i'll just take my trophy home and they can have a nice evening ☺️. the objective energies are a SPECTRUM apart. but then you look a little deeper and Yeah, that's. thats a champion there and champion there.

alexa play monza 2021 silverstone 2021 jeddah 2021 interlagos 2022. in other words: racing other people?? yeah, fine. Can Do, no Problemo. racing each other? explosion Noises.

i.e. u know the phrase Opposites Attract? well. Yeah . onto

TWO. Opposites! e.g. Agendas (for lack of a better word.) max will kneel, will speak when spoken to. but give that kid the choice and he aint sayin a word. he is there to Race and have Laffs why u askin me about my political stance on cheese 🙄😒. lewis on the other more vocal hand Will Speak Out. prbly maybe it traces back to their childhoods, but im not getting into that Particular thing bc its too heavy for this and im not about to make it into a joke, So. yeah, the way they view their own Purpose within fame, the way max Wouldnt bc he thinks hes too small, insignificant in worldwide change, doesnt believe he can do Much for those larger social issues, then lewis doing so many things bc he might not alter the globe singlehandedly but he wants to be part of that smth Bigger. and no that is Not me saying max doesnt have a heart or doesnt want to help bc we've seen him raise donations and be Kind and condemn people for their shitiness. i just think, Opposites.

keeping with the seriousness: yall ever seen max wear smth not white and jeaned other than his racesuit and swim trunks?? MAYBE i can give him the singular fucking bowtie. lewis? ur catchin him suckin of the w14 before u catch him in that shit (Affectionate).

and to their hearts: both of them, who race to win, to be the fastest, to take home the trophy, to feed that fire as it burns on the track, to make their fathers proud. and then: lewis, who lives with faith, who races with God, who want to break records. max, who lives against superstition, who races with gut, who wants to rest. so Yeah. Opposites.

nYway,

THREE. i realize i havent actually touched much on their actual Dynamic HEE, so like. theyre fukin . miscroscope-worthy. in that they should be Studied. intently. i Cant with the whole, the whole Thing they have like. yeah no theyre not Best Buds or anythin but they Have been amicable. acquaintances. Rivals. and there is no fucking way im feeling Nuthin about two men racing with the Sole Focus of beating the other. first, thats 🌈🌈🌈🌈🌈YYY!!! second, that is Everything. who tf is feeling what either of them are feeling going into abu dhabi 21. who Else is putting down his visor knowing its Make or Break. who else is sinking into their cockpit pulling up at the starting line exhaling into their helmet as they watch the lights go out knowing its Now. its there, for Me or Him. its pinned in the center of Us right in the middle, could tip either way. who else, if not each other???? who ELSE I ASK!! also when tf did it happen before that two f1 title rivals went into the final race on equal points??? once?? idk but the Point is, theres two fuckin people (or close to) in the entire World who've been There, only one person who knows how you couldve truly Felt in ur Soul, hands on the steering wheel foot on the gas, has felt it too and hes sitting to ur left, takin a fuckin selfie of u both like sum social media Diva. smfh.

FOUR! they Actually get along???? like ik to some poople theyre tryna Kill each other 25/8 but dawg i think about tom sharing that lil story abt max asking lewis about his hair all the fucking Time its so Unhealthy i need More. n less often but still deserves Stage Time: lewis saying This Guy, this Fucking guy, and max calling him out on it right there on the podium. lewis showing max shit on his phone, makin him goddamn Giggle. the two of them just Joking Around, idk i think its Sweet. that they Can be okay, yknow, even with all the head to head (head 👀) shit they drove each other to in 21.

FIVE: the misc things! i.e. theyre no1s theyve both fucking Dominated the field. who else has on the current grid, i hear? No Fucking one. only Them. i.e. i think there is so much Potential. ik theyre so Different almost polar arctic antarctic north south but it warms my heart sm when theyre together Because of that. i.e. ik this post doesnt read quite so Shippy as it couldve but idk they make me feel More than that in a way bc theyre just so. Apart. and when they come together, it feels Monumental. plus the absolute Dawg the Cunt the 🧎🧎🧎 they can fit into a single photo:

.

Yeah .

[patorucho]

now yell and scream about workplace violation

kian saved them for last because good fucking God. hi eveeyone its beau 💾 i have many thoughts. everyone, look AWAY.

[FOR ANYONE WILLING TO SEE ME AND MY HEADMATE CRUMBLE , CONTEXT THIS SHIP IS ABOUT A RPVERSE PATORUCHO FROM OUR QSMP RPVERSE YAOIVERSE. PATO IS A GUY NAMED JEREMY WITH LORE ALRIGHT? COOL.]

FIRST AND FORE FUCKING MOST . THEIR RELATIONSHIP IS VERY VERY COMPLEX.

even from the VERYYY BEGINNING. BECAUSE OF COURSE IT WOULD BE. THIS GUY'S FAMILY WAS FUCKING KILLED BY THIS THING. HE HATES THEIR GUTS, AND THEY HATED HIM TOO. FOR . some... reason? thats not normal, right ?

they actually had no idea why ! cucurucho was just Playing along!!!!!! THEY DONT UBDERSTAND A LOT OF THINGS ACTUALLY, THEY MIMIC AND JUST NOD THEIR HEAD SOMETIMES !! BUT THEY LIKED THIS GUY!! WHY? DUNNO! KIND OF CUTE TO THEM.

but for a LONG TIME. THEY WERE STUCK IN THIS FUCKING RIVALRY WHICH WAS JUST ONE SIDED AND VERY DESERVING ANGER AND HATE.

AND FOR SOME REASON??? THIS STARTED CRUMBLING?????

BECAUSE WHY THE FUCK. WOULD YOU GO:

"[cucurucho] doesnt have a penis, not that i know of anyway. i mean what who said that." "get AWAY from [cucurucho]. theyre MY greatest enemy, theyre only allowed to call ME baby boy." "JEALOUS?! im NOT jealous. indulge in [cucurucho's] desires all you want because i DONT CARE."

"WAIT THEYRE NOT SINGLE? WHERE DID YOU GET THIS INFORMATION?" "[looking sullen and depressed over them having a boyfriend]" "[interrupted from staring at their flat fucking chest in a dress, turning BRIGHT RED AND MOVING HIS FUCKING HAND AWAY FROM THEIR PAW.] AH-! [STARTS WIPING HIS HAND ON HIS SHIRT??]"

[WHATEVER THAT KISS WAS????? WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT MAN???? YOU KISSED YOUR FAMILY'S KILLER AND NEARLY FELL IN LOVE???????]

TO YOUR FUCKING ROBOT BEAR BOSS WHO AGAIN, KILLED YOUR FAMILY IN FRONT OF YOU.

but jeremys not fucking CRAZY. he can SEE them. he can fucking Tell that rucho's Different and theres a Front and hes fucking That out while figuring whatever the Fuck hes feeling about them

because with those anger and guilt and disgust etc hes fucking lonely man. he really doesnt talk to anyone but this fucking Robot most of the time. and with it you kind of Learn about them. Slowly. thus the Weird lingering background feeling of Huh..what Is this? is it friendship? is it love? who the fuck knows! but it certainly is hiding behind your hatred for it like a red tinted glass.

and it Cracks for a brief moment before holding up again, and then cracks again slowly. And somehow overtime they get acquianted, talk a lot more, bond. he tolerates cucurucho for a bit to co-parent this orphaned experiment child that he Maybe is getting a little attached to. they bond over this, he fucking gets thrown into jail, he meets a new friend, he gets weirdly jealous over friend exploiting his jealousy, and they reunite, bond again, bond a little Too much that i think theyre busy breaking the bed way way too much. and , they get along as friends. and then have sex again before rucho Dies whoops sorry.

and My god. the Despair this bitch had when they did was Massive. lost someone he cared about part two. and part three immediately after so That was shitty.

AND THEN YAY! REVIVAL! IMAGINING THE FUCKING RELIEF THIS MOTHERFUCKER HAD SEEING RUCHO'S BODY SLUMPED OVER AND ACTUALLY ABLE TO SALVAGE. HIS FRIEND!! ALIVE!!!!! AND HE WAS ABLE TO ACTUALLY SAVE SOMEONE.

AND RUCHO WAS SO THANKFUL!!!! they DEVOTE themself to him, BY PROGRAMMING. CONSIDERING THAT HES THE ONLY FUCKING ALIVE GUY IN THE FEDS. BUT ALSO? FAG WISE? SOON. UNDERWAY. AND LINGERING.

with no higher ups this gets into the rucho transition era yay ^_^ fat tgirl genderless moment!! and, if im so fucking real. if rucho fell first, jeremy fell HARDER. FELL BAD. FELL ATROCIOUSLY DOWN HORRENDOUS. HEAD OVER HEELS AND 6 FEET UNDER.HE WAS STRUGGLING.

you can see this in canon my man was STRUGGLING TO BREATHE. like after the transition and their talk, revival of their friendship and almost daily talks, the red tinted glass barrier of his hatred? shattered btw. those feelings he felt about them fucking announced themselves loudly and he hadto SURVIVE being in the same office building as this fucking bear while listening to them yap in their new voicebox in their new fat round body with boobs and a belly as they giggle shyly with angels flying around them like theyre from the heavens. confirmedby kark that jeremy falls hard almost every conversation really badly the more rucho opens up about themself freely. LOSER. this is my favorite era

but gahhhhhhhh he cares a lot :'(. that fucksme up SO MUCHHHHB. WHEN BARI RIPPED RUCHO'S HEAD OVER HE WAS THISSSS CLOSE TO CONFESSING. "—How would you feel if someone who lo- cares about you—" AND HE DOESIN THE END. "You know I like you right? I honestly really really like you too." he asksthem out on a date and stutters about romance WAHH. "—[the date] can be romantic if you want, I mean I don't mind. I-I mean, um." <- i forgot the exact wording but he focuses on tracing his finger on their paw to fully get the request that he wants to take them on a date out and when they tease him he gets flustered about it whahahurhhajha imf not normal.

datehappens and thus , begins the Together arc. LOTS PLANNED.CAN I SPOIL? I WISH. BUT ITSPLANNED. WHEN WILL IT HAPPEN? I DONTFUCKINGKMO W. I DONTWANT TO BOTHER KARK HES BUSY TO WRITE STUOID SHIT WITH ME ON TUMBLR. BUT GAH.

Currently right now theyre having a good time. really sweet even, theyre comfortable with each other as.partners and parents with their daughter coming back home to be officially adopted !!! yayyy!!! my bBABYYYY..!!

but this arc will put their relationship to the Test ^_^. New obstacles for them as theyre both past the hatred and old anger and the Past. rucho is stuck in it though, still hates them for it and ofc they do, they feel awful but jeremy forgives them and underestands that rucho didnt choose to hurt him :-(. mmjhwhghhhhdffffff.........

anyway. they love each other its Sickening. from hate to tolerance to slowburn to pure fucking love. thats Love baby. look at them, look at the main blog's pfp

thats Love baby :-( and look!! IGNORETHAT ONE OF THEM IS WRONG, BUT THEY HAVE RINGS!! YES!

THEYGET MARRIED LATER CANONICALLY. AND ACTUSLLY FACTUAL. I CAN SPOIL THIS CAUSE WE ALM SAW THIS COMING. TBH. I HATEHTNEM.

anyway um. Bye. Sorry.

[irlbkgs]

💖🎃🧸 for the ask game? with any f/os you wanna talk about !! :]

💖 - what's the nicest compliment they've ever given you? what's the nicest compliment you've ever given them?

adrian: sooo he kind of word vomits all the time which means a lot of his compliments are just like. jumbles of words that don't really make sense. that being said because he does word vomit a lot and he's naturally very affectionate that means there's like. no end to the compliments even if they're really simple or dumb. i think probably the nicest compliment he's given me was probably saying for how often i act stupid im actually not and he appreciates that at least at times i can help him with things he has little to no experience with. even if he's older he's still got things he knows nothing about.

as for nicest compliment ive given him its really hard to say because im not much of the type to compliment, it either makes me feel really shy or like i dont know if the words im using are right so i just Dont. but i def try more with my partners bc ik its unfair to never compliment them, especially in adrian's case bc he does it all the time. i try to give him little ones just on his appearance and stuff but i think the one he probably appreciated most was just me telling him he's fucking fantastic at dnd. like dming or playing a character, he's great at roleplaying and voices and coming up with things to move the plot along and memorizing actions and spells etc etc. im fucking dogshit at all of it so its like watching the grandmaster of nerd shit do his thing and not break a sweat. very cute but also very impressive.

daryl: now for daryl, we're both on the same page with compliments. he doesn't know how to choose the right words and he isnt very good with emotional stuff so his compliments mostly consist of "you look pretty" if i dress up or "good job" whenever that's applicable. one of the compliments that he's given me that rly stuck out tho was literally just him appreciating me being patient with him bc i wouldn't consider myself a patient person in general but when it comes to emotional stuff i try to give him as much grace as possible bc i also want some myself. we're both super stunted in that department so i try to be lenient lol

nicest compliment ive given him is probably in a similar vein, ive thanked him at least a couple times for taking care of me bc he really doesnt have to but its something that really feels special to me bc i cant remember the last time ive had somebody actually do that for me. actions speak louder than words for me as well so simple shit like letting me get extra rest, cooking and cleaning up make me just as happy as a compliment.

🎃 - have you guys ever carved pumpkins together? do you visit a pumpkin patch, or buy one from the store? or maybe you grew it? what would your pumpkins look like?

adding billy to this one bc its halloween stuff lul

billy: obviously he's a big halloween guy but funnily enough i wasnt allowed to celebrate halloween growing up for religious reasons so stuff like carving pumpkins feels special but also very tedious to me bc there's zero nostalgia and i dont think billy would care much for that specific tradition either. i might drag him out to the patch to pick out some pumpkins for decoration but carving isnt likely to happen. apple picking however...he complains but he helps bc if he doesnt he gets no pie :>

if we did carve, his design would be way more detailed and better looking than mine. itd be like contest worthy. id just do one of those store bought designs and somehow butcher it anyways.

adrian: he is big on carving pumpkins!! but bad at it!! just as bad as me so its a lot of throwing guts at each other and then ruining our pumpkins so bad we cant even display them. we'd roast the seeds for a snack tho :3

daryl: we would not be doing allat but we would (if we could) watch some movies. im thinking alexandria era us would involve a lot of picking up any movies we find on runs and just watching anything we have, even if it has nothing to do with halloween. if we did have halloween movies, daryl would fucking haaaate my picks but deal with it bc he looooves me and id hate his too so its okay. he's def more of a serious horror fan whereas i like horror comedy.

🧸 - it's valentine's day! what stereotypical valentine's day gift does your f/o give you? a box of chocolates, perhaps a stuffed animal?

billy: at best, jewelry, maybe some plain little silver chain with his initial (possessive much?) but besides that i think he wouldn't go with a classic gift. he'd get movies, merch, knives, but roses? stuffies? god no. and i don't even like chocolate so that's def out of the question.

adrian: flowers for sureeee and possibly a stuffie if he was feeling extra. he'd get flowers with my favorite colors (pink and green) but he'd make sure they didn't mean anything bad before he got em bc he's slightly superstitious. stuffie would be of the hello kitty or skelanimals variety.

daryl: also probably wouldn't do a classic gift, but is again partial to jewelry. it would be nothing fancy, just a bracelet, but it would be handmade which would make it way more special. he'd get help from carol who probably learned to do stuff like that with sofia.