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Steve felt like he was going to tear his hair out. This conversation was so circular. He turned back to Tony. âYou called me useless first!  And Iâm sorry. Iâm sorry if the fight we had while under the influence of the sceptre struck a nerve, but you were the one who called me useless before I said any of the stuff about how you wouldnât make the sacrifice play. So you canât go throwing around that I started it. Especially when that argument should be water under the bridge given that we were under the influence of the sceptre!â
He shook his head and ran his fingers through his hair, tugging on it in frustration. âYouâre really showing your colors though, Tony. So thank you. That night - I kept thinking, hey this guy is really thoughtful and charming. I donât know, maybe we could be really close. Maybe we could be something. And I told you then, because I had been sitting on it waiting for a moment that seemed right, tossing over whether it needed to be said at all, but wanting to clear the air completely so we didnât have this weird, completely redundant secret poisoning things. But instead, youâve proven that youâre an overly dramatic - child - whose ego wonât let him accept an apology, and who brings up past slights to try and win an argument. So thank you. You really will make someone a swell partner one day. That wonât get exhausting at all.â
He huffed, his hands going to his hips. âI understand why youâre upset. Or why you think youâre upset. I have said sorry for it a thousand times now. I have tried to explain it. I have even tried to explain how the way youâre interpreting me holding on to the information isnât the reality of what happened. It wasnât callous. It mostly wasnât even intentional. I have apologized and said those excuses were just that, excuses and that I want to make it up to you. But fine. Okay. Iâm the least trustworthy person in the world and thatâs that. Youâre clearly never going to let this go or accept my apology. So it stands. Iâll help with the sceptre and then Iâll leave.â
He turned again, heading to the door, before turning back to Tony again. âYou will, however, need to start paying attention to what the hell weâre actually doing here, because finding HYDRA and getting rid of them is part of it. Thatâs who has the sceptre. But youâd know that if you cared about anything else except your damned ego for even a second.âHe paused again, taking a deep breath. He was trembling slightly with emotion., tears pricking his eyes. But not looking at Tony. âI died trying to make sure HYDRA was gone. To wake up, find SHIELD had pulled that damned Tesseract out of the ice and were using it again and that HYDRA wasnât just still around, but that theyâd used my best friend to not just kill dozens of people, but that one of those people was a mutual friend of ours and the father of a man I was growing to admire. That just about killed me. Part of me wishes it has, but you have no idea what it feels like to have killed yourself to protect the world only to wake up and have lost everything and then get pulled back into the same fight youâd just died trying to end. I want HYDRA gone more than anyone. Certainly more than you. And Iâm sorry Iâm not perfect and I donât live up to the overly lofty expectations you had for me. Never meet your heroes, right?â
"I wasn't talking about that, remember 'you don't save anyone but yourself? Tony Stark will never make the sacrifice play?'" Cap had this infuriating habit of finding the ways to get through the cracks in his armor, hitting the things Tony was sensitive about which the Iron Man thought he kept well hidden.
A scoff can be heard from the inventor as there's a roll of his eyes at Steve's words, here it was again, the Captain assuming the worst of him and not understanding what he was trying to say. "You're not getting it." His voice is stern and unwavering, commanding to be listened to in that moment as anger dissipates into a cold kind of determination as the younger Avenger slides back into the mask of his business persona.
"They've been dead in the ground for twenty years, I'm not angry about that. I've done my grieving, I left that behind me. I'm disappointed that I cannot trust you." Monotone and controlled, any hint of emotion is gone as the mechanic watches the soldier step away from himself and he carefully unwraps his hands seeing their sparring was done. "I'm not going after Barnes if that's what you're worried about, he was just the weapon they used to do the job, I'm pissed off at the ones who pulled the trigger." It was a target to direct his fury at, one that rightfully deserved it.
Tony uses the back of his hand to wipe the sweat slicked hair out of his face, eyes locked on the Captain's form as he watched him walk away. "When this shit with the scepter is done I'm going after HYDRA." He wants something more than revenge, Tony knows all too well that it does nothing in the long run, what he wants is assurance that HYDRA will never be able to do to other what they did to him and his family ever again. A goal he won't quit until he decimates their organization. "And if you want to work with me then you have to earn my forgiveness, so far you haven't done that."
#// haha this isn't going well for getting them together#// kinda like writing them angy though#ironifiicd#the tower
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Okay but eat your young is such a hot song
#i get to interpret it HOWEVER I LIKE OKAY????!#Im S T A R V I N G darling#let me out my lips to something#let me wrap my teeth around the world#start CARVING#ughshhshs#WANNA FEEL THE EDGES START TO BURN#Let me see the heat get to it Let me watch the dressing start to peel
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finally watched hannibal in the year of our lord 2025. a life altering experience. it's everything to me. top 2 fav tv shows
#it's PEAK. CINEMA#that ending????? this is what open endings should be#THIS is how you do a satisfying open ending#it was left ambigous but not in a confusing way. you can interpret it however you want depending on what you think of will's development#i think they both survived cause like logically speaking with they way they fell hannibal wldve suffered more.. water impact#and if HE survived then so did will bc he was on top of him so that involves a degree of attenuation?#and also narratively speaking idk i feel like this is a package deal ''can't live with him can't live without him''#double suicide in the river lol rip dazai you wouldve loved nbc hannibal#okay on that note THIS is how u execute toxic yaoi as well#like their dynamic was SooOooooo toxic but the good psychological manipulation kind and again ...veryyy ambigous#every time they backstabbed each other i was giggling and kicking my feet like YEAAAHđ„°đ„°đ„° u go girl#s3 was a bit meh bc of that stupid cringe dragon plot god i couldnt stand that bitch every time he appeared on my screen#no class or charisma whatsoever just a buttnaked lunatic who never got over his furry phase get him OFF my screen. ugh#but anyways im glad they killed him together <3 it was v poetic#watch hannibal if you haven't you dont know what youre missing out on#10/10#would ve given it an 11/10 but that bitch grunt dragon pissboy really killed the vibe#hannibal#i have no where else to ramble about this tumblr is my safe space teehee huhu
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ââŠYour Katniss looks black.â
You better choose your next words very fucking carefully or I will block you. I try to be charitable, but Iâve read some of the most disgusting comments, Iâve been harassed and spammed, because people have an issue on my Katnissâ skintone that my patience is very thin.
In the books, the people of the Seam are poc who have been discriminated against by the wealthy fair-skinned Merchant class for their skintone. They are an allegory for the minorities who suffer the most through the systemic oppression of the government. Katniss is most likely a descendant of one, if not all, racial minorities (African American, Latin American, Asian American, Indigenous etc) in Appalachia.
Suzanne says her skintone is olive. Here is a bowl of olives.
I do whatever the fuck I want.
If you like my art great. Donât like my Katnissâ skintone? Keep it to yourself or watch your wording very carefully. I donât want to hear it.
#I hate that I have to make a PSA on periodically#not really a call out on a comment on a recent post but I get so annoyed when call my Katniss âblackâ like no please#and i try not to judge harshly with strangers but I always hear a racist undertone with the statement#and it bothers me so much#a darker complexion does not equal racial ethnicity.#sheâs suppose to rep not just one racial group#but many and you can decide which one#the olive bowl is a joke- or is it?#I can interpret it however I want#olives comes in different shades so I take it literally ok#ok? Okay.#everlark#katniss everdeen#peeta mellark#the hunger games#thg#everlark fanart
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man i am not shaming anyone nor do i mean to start a warđđđŒ people are allowed to find stuff hot like whatever floats your boat but i am also allowed to say that when the character's actions are meant to be seen as harmful and connected to mental struggles/issues, they shouldn't be put in a romantic or sexual context;
the harmful narratives in question are exactly this, "caleb being extremely possessive and intimidating and having mental problems that fuel this behavior is okay because its hot and attractive" ;
and i already said this in the comments but the word media literacy is indeed being used correctly in this context đ€·đ» i saw a media message that, in my perspective, was not analyzed correctly; thinking caleb is hot and seeing the wrong in his actions are indeed not mutually exclusive and it was my error to imply that . HOWEVER there is also the moment of thinking his actions are attractive period and warning that its a personal interpretation rather than actual objective truth .
dont think of me as some kinda purist either because im a whole rafayel simp likeđ i just think we should separate the "caleb exhibits extremely concerning and alarming behaviors" and "he's very attractive"(which he is ! i get that) ; if you wanna put these two together you'll have to also acknowledge how actually harmful that kind of behavior is in the same breath which i genuinely don't think is being done *enough* .
i feel like if ppl learned to love characters without romanticizing mental problems or mental illness and acknowledge that caleb's actions are objectively concerning regardless of people's personal preferences for certain troupes, the conversation around caleb would be a lot healthier
i CANNOT hate him and i understand him, its not his fault he is the way he is. but the people who think him acting so intimidatingly and extremely possessively towards mc is hot ? yall need to look into critical consumption of media and media literacy đ if this guy turns into the "hot mentally ill man from dark romance booktok hell" i am genuinely going to be so sad because it does nothing but spit disrespect at caleb's character himself as a mentally struggling man AND create alarming narratives
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michael ace/aro realness. idk why people in the fandom wanted christine to so badly be this a couple yrs ago just to make that a transition/jumping off point for boyfs to happen. I mean, I KNOW why. But GOD. shoot me on the foot if I see michael as ace/aro more than any other character. that doesn't deflect his want to keep jeremy around and crave his attention for himself
#remember when george was getting a ton of shit for queer baiting bc he says he didnt think michael was gay#that was so lmaooo#george is gay himself hes sharing his thoughts on the character he portrays#the musical brought on gay moms#and bisexual rich#michael can be free from labels too thats okay#george wants to give fans freedom to interpret these characters however we want as well#like ??? please#that was a time in the fandom dude#from my sources i remember him saying that he's just figuring shit out#but dont quote me on that#fandom acting like its voltron
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you can tell that I'm way too fixated on this attraction because tell me why I'm drawing a oc I made for the ghost train getting possessed
#thorpe park#the ghost train#the ghost train thorpe park#merlin theme parks#thorpe park resort#I'm just rambling tonight I'm like drained LOL#to the other 3 believers do we wanna see this conductor I made#okay rn I'm listening to an audio walkthroygh and apparently I've been getting the two mixed up???#I THOUGHT TRIPIS WAS THE ANGRY ONE AND THOGS WAS THE INSANE ONE BUT ITS THE OTHER WAY AROUND?????#eh whatever I can interpret them however I want
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iâm going to be a hater again for like 20 seconds. about astarion. as per usual.
why do ppl insist on reading (spawn and/or pre-ritual) astarion as possessive of his partner? why do we Want him to have that trait? what is the point. why r we trying to make him possessive and protective when heâs like⊠not? ascended!astarion is right there u can literally have this if u want it! u donât need to ascribe it to spawn!astarion when itâs not there. there is Literally A Version Of Events Where It Is True
#this isnât even about like when ppl decide his canon reaction to the halsin romance is not canon for whatever reason thatâs like.#a personal interpretation wrt to Your Tav and astarionâs relationship and u can view it however u want#itâs abt like âuwu look heâs sooo possessive and protective of tav he doesnât want anyone to touch them~~~â like girl what. girl where.#literally a canonical line that comes out of his mouth is âi trust you to make choices that wonât hurt what we haveâ#is that trust not More compelling to u? or am i like. insane#way more interested in his ability and willingness to trust his partner and in the relationship#and tbh hot take perhaps but look me in the eye and tell me spawn!astarion WANTS his partner to feel owned? or restricted in any way by him#u can get all this and more with ascended!astarion my man. u can have what u want with him. and i encourage u!! have it!! enjoy it!!#if u want him possessive u can literally have that. the world is ur oyster.#okay hater hours over. feel free to argue with me abt it or donât#挫èš#complaining
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Oh I never considered if gloss would vote yes but that's very interesting considering that I'm imagining that in this scenario he has been tortured by the capitol so his already growing resentment towards them would just grow even though I headcanon him as in private being kind and sensitive but knowing when to get serious and what has to be done to survive however I actually do like it when kind characters have a moment of anger that makes them do something irrational and my personal interpretation of those who vote yes for the games was a moment of anger and that after a while when they managed to cope and slowly heal they realized that this was a wrong decision ( at least that's how I like to think about it I hate the idea of Johanna stewing in anger all her life let me have hopes that she and enobaria can heal OKAY)
I think when gloss vote yes that would be shocking for cashmere and it might start a back and forth between them something like this
Cashmere: I vote no, enough bloodshed
Gloss: will I vote yes maybe finally this will be their wake up call
Cashmere: what? Gloss why would you think that way?
Gloss: they have watched us die for 75 years it's only fair they get a small taste of what we have been through hundreds of district children died because of them what would another 23 be?
Cashmere: this would only make things worse
( I suck at writing arguments đ)
But before gloss could think again coin would change the subject and not give him the opportunity to re consider his decision and move onto the rest of the victors vote
I personally wish we got a long conversation of victors talking about their povs about games with the capitol children, since I included wiress onto the rescued victors I think she would vote no and would point out how the capitol children wouldn't at all know how to handle the games
Does anyone have au ideas for where cashmere and gloss don't die and make it to the when katniss destroy the arena and cashmere is rescued by 13 but gloss is captured by the capitol along with peeta and Johanna?
I just think katniss could have bonded with cashmere seeing as they both wouldn't have had an idea about the rebels plot and both would lose a loved one to the capitol
And what would the siblings vote be on a last hunger games with the capitol's children
Sorry it's just cashmere and gloss are one of my favourite backgrounds characters and I feel like they had massive amounts of plotinal and I just wish they were used more
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Protecting someone else's memories
#my art#doodles#vent#dissociation tw#derealization tw#depersonalization tw#context uhhh system things not trans things or however else this could get interpreted#we're ok!!! dw just wanted to get the Feels out we're okay tho#j.txt#like whaddya do when ya just formed like a month or 2 ago lmao#because like since u didnt split off u were part of the childhood but also since u just formed u DIDNT have a childhood if that makes sense#shits weird dawg feel free to ignore this post i just wanted to shout feels into the void
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pretty little things
in which you can't keep hiding your stuffed animals from your boyfriend. spencer would like a formal introduction.
fluff! warnings/tags: gn!reader I think, newish established relationship, they're so cute, reader is still kinda shy around him, I'm really obsessed with this dynamic actually, implied intimacy if you decide to interpret it that way, kissing/maybe mildly suggestive a/n: this is dedicated to my friends @parfaitblogs and @gublersg1rl bc in another universe we are actually just three jellycat plushies on someone's bed which is where the inspo for this little thing came from. and thank u willow for naming your fox. ok bye love u hope u enjoy !! :D
The first time youâd shown Spencer your room, and the handful of times heâs been in it since, you very intentionally hid your stuffed animals underneath the bed. After all, youâre an adult. You have a grown up job. And you donât need him thinking youâre some kind of freak this early into the relationship. You like him too much.Â
Today, howeverâyou didnât have any warning. He comes over unannounced, which is all well and good, until you bring him to your bedroom so he can sit on the bed while you change from work clothes into something comfier for movie night. As soon as you open the bedroom door, you see them, lined up neatly by your pillow, and you know itâs too late.Â
âUhâŠâ
Spencer runs into your back and takes it as an excuse to settle his hands on your hips as he peers over your shoulder.Â
âWhat?â
You slip out of his easy hold and skitter to your bed, practically throwing yourself on the mattress and sitting unnaturally as the little beaded eyes of your friends dig into your back. Even your brightest smile doesnât distract Spencer. Heâs like a bloodhound for the truth. At least, thatâs the sense youâre beginning to get.Â
âWhat are you doing?â He tries again, eyes narrowed and closing the door carefully behind him.Â
âNothing!â
The urgency with which you say it has his eyebrows raising. Obviously delighted by the embarrassing secret heâs sure to uncover, he approaches. You lean back further even as he towers over you until youâre almost on your back and heâs folded over you, menacingly (and dizzyingly) close. This sort of position is still new-ish and has your heart pounding, even if itâs entirely playful and ostensibly innocent.Â
âNothing? Are you sure?â
You nod, still shying away from him into the pile of pillows. Without looking he reaches under you and pulls out your pink bunny. You squeak and hide your face.Â
âWhat is this?â He laughs, and you yank it away, sitting up so heâs forced to give you some breathing room. The bunny is cradled protectively in your arms, though you try to hold it a bit more casually when you notice.Â
âI said itâs nothing.â
âWhat about the other two behind you? The fox and the⊠what is that? A deer?â
âNoââ
âI didnât even know they made deer stuffed animalsââ
âSpencer, stop!â
He does, at the desperate tone of voice and the way youâre still hiding from him.Â
âNo, no! Iâm sorry, I didnât mean to tease you. Donât be embarrassed. Iâm sorry.â
As usual heâs over apologetic, now sitting knee to knee with you on the mattress and leaning down to try and catch your eye. You huff and grant him some eye contact just so he doesnât go over the edge with worry.Â
âBut itâs embarrassing.â
âNo, itâs really not,â he laughs. âItâs cute. I canât believe youâve beenâwhat, hiding them from me? This whole time? Thatâs like not telling me you have kids.â
âIt is not like that.â
âHm. I donât know, I think you should probably introduce me.â
You give him a look, letting your head fall to your shoulder. âSpencer.â
âIâm serious. Iâm going to be apart of their lives now. You canât keep shoving them under the bed every time I stay the night.â
This nerd is going to be the death of you.Â
Eventually, you groan reluctantly.Â
âFine. Okay, umâthis one is⊠wellâher name is Bunny. Itâs not⊠very creative, but itâsâthatâs just her name, okay?â
Spencer doesnât react to your unjustified defensivenessâonly grabs your bunnyâs round little pink paw and shakes. âEnchanted.â
âShut up.â Your face is so hot as you bury your smile and set Bunny aside, making sure sheâs comfortable against the pillow before bringing out your deer. Spencer doesnât have the shit-eating grin you were partially expecting when you glance up at him from beneath your lashesâheâs smiling, but itâs so soft. A little twisted, like heâs holding back the full extent of it for your sake. But you wouldnât mind it at full power. Itâs like heâs hiding the sun in a saucepan and the lidâs not on quite right. And heâs looking right at you. Like youâre the source of all his joy.Â
A moment passes. You clear your throat and look back down. âUmâthis is Bambi. âCauseâyou know.â
âI do,â Spencer agrees genially, nodding as if this were a normal conversation. âKind of a dark thing to name your deer, though.â
âYouâre judging,â you accuse balefully. He chuckles and his hand finds your knee, rubbing apologetically.Â
âIâm not, Iâm not! I take it back. I retract it. Continue, please.â
For a moment you only pout, but it doesnât deter himâhe simply looks at you expectantly, and now those syrupy eyes come with the added bonus of his hand on your leg. Fine. He wins. But not without a deep, tortured sigh from you while youâre grabbing your fox that makes the corner of his mouth twitch up.Â
âThis one isâŠâ
The name dies on your tongue, too ridiculous to be said out loud.Â
âTell me,â Spencer pleads in that gentle voice and with those big eyes that youâd consider burning him at the stake for because that look on his face has to be witchcraft.Â
âOkay but you canât laugh,â you insist in one quick breath, giving him a serious look that he can only partially reciprocate.Â
âNo laughing.â
âItâs⊠Mr. Cuddles.âSpencer bites the inside of his cheek to keep his promise. You melt inside both from embarrassment and from the way it only further defines an already superbly sculpted bone structure. âDo not.â
Spencer scoffs at your warning. âDonât what? Iâm behaving.â
âDonât make fun of Mr. Cuddles!â
âDoes it look like Iâm making fun of him?â
âHer.â
âWhat?â
âHer. Mr. Cuddles is a girl.â
âI see⊠can you explain that to me?â
âIf a human person said I am a girl and I would like you to call me Mister, would you question that? Would you ask them to explain it to you?â
âI guess not.â
âExactly. Donât be rude.âThe way Spencer is looking at you now, eyes so clear and still so full of affection, like youâve got some sort of heavenly spotlight trained on you, lips parted as if to say something but still silent, has you forgetting your momentary confidence. You shrink. âWhat?â
âI just⊠youâre amazing.â You throw Mr. Cuddles at his chest and fall into your pile of pillows with a groan. Spencer only continues rubbing your leg. Itâs very nice, actually. Heâs gentle. And patient. âYou donât believe me?â
âI donât believe you came to this conclusion just because I introduced you to my stuffed animals.â
âNot solely because of that. There are a lot of contributing factors. I mean, the stuffed animal thing helped.â
âItâs embarrassing,â you insist for the umpteenth time.Â
âItâs adorable.â
Spencer pushes pillows aside and lies next to you so youâre eye to eye. Itâs nice how his presence isnât exhausting the way people sometimes are. Heâs easy to exist with. He makes you enjoy existing a little more than usual. Even now.Â
You raise your eyebrows and speak, cheek squished against fabric. âIâm a serious adult.â
âIÂ know you are,â he assures with a solemn nod.Â
Your eyes narrow ever so slightly.Â
âOkay⊠well⊠donât go forgetting that. Iâm fun but I can also be not fun.â
âIâd love to see that.â
âNo you wouldnât. You would hate it. Youâd be so scared.â
Spencer gives up on holding back a smile and moves his hand to tuck hair behind your ear.Â
âYouâre right. Iâm already terrified. The anticipation⊠itâs killing me, you know?â
Youâre giggling as you roll over on top of him and he roots his hand in your hair, pulling you in for a long, smiley kiss like he knew it was coming. Only when he blindly throws your stuffed friends from the bed do you pull awayâjust by an inch or so.Â
âNo respect,â you scold playfully. He kisses you again, tangling your legs and hands wandering.Â
âCan I apologize later?â
Youâre good with that.Â
#spencer reid fanfic#spencer reid fic#spencer reid fanfiction#spencer reid x reader#spencer reid#spencer reid fluff#spencer reid x you#criminal minds x reader#criminal minds imagine#criminal minds fic#criminal minds fanfic#spencer reid x fem!reader
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love story
summary: kinich makes a surprise visit to fontaine and wants to spend the entire day with you, no excuses.
warnings: gender neutral reader, fluff, might be ooc kinich (it's just my interpretation on his personality as of now).
notes: silly little kinich fic as my first post >< reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated :)
âkinich!â you exclaim from the huntersâ guild, a huge smile on your face as you see him walking towards you, a nonchalant look on his face as usual. âhey! i didnât know you were visiting fontaine. you should have told me!â
âit wouldnât be a surprise if i tell now would it?â kinich replies, ajaw beside him nodding in agreement. âwhat are you doing in the huntersâ guild? did you receive a new commission?â
âmhm,â you hum in reply. âlumine and paimon are taking a day off so iâm taking over their commissions for today!â you hand him the list of commissions that are currently available to do and you swear you can see a faint glint of disappointment in his eyes when he sees how many commissions there are to do. âiâm-â
âlet me help.â kinich abruptly cuts you off. âyouâll get this finished faster when iâm helping. iâm allowed to help, right?â his eyes flicker over to katheryne who is smiling amusingly.Â
âyes of course, if thatâs okay with y/n?â katheryne eyes you knowingly. despite katheryne being a robot, she has a clear understanding of the tension between you and kinich (a little too well, if you must say).
you clear your throat. âoh um- yeah of course you can help!â kinich smiles at your answer. he keeps the piece of paper containing the commission details inside his pocket.
âcome on, no time to waste. we have lots of things to do today.â kinich exclaims almost excitedly, and you canât help but wonder what plans heâs got for you today (because why else would he come all the way from natlan to fontaine?).
kinich indeed wasted no time because as soon as there was a fight, he jumped straight into it, killing the enemies almost instantly. before you know it, the commissions are all done hours before your predicted finish time.
kinich wipes the sweat away from his forehead, acting as if he didnât just do all the commission for you. he turns around and gives you a big smile. âweâre done now, yeah? youâre finished with work?â
âum, yeahâŠâ you stare at kinich as if he just ate a spider.
kinich tilts his head to the side. âwhat? why are you staring at me like that?â
âno itâs just,â you let out a small laugh, suddenly finding kinichâs actions a bit funny. âarenât you acting a bit too⊠desperate?â
âd-desperate?â kinich stutters, a red hue filling his cheeks. âi donât- i donât know what youâre talking about.â
you raise your eyebrows. âreally? so you did all my commissions in under ten minutes, used every single teleport waypoint instead of exploring the land like you always do, and made me watch you do the commissions instead of letting me help?â
kinichâs cheeks turn darker as you speak, and he immediately covers his face, as if his plan has been busted. âokay, youâre right. iâm⊠desperate.â he removes his hand from his face, pulling you into a tight hug. âi missed you so much, okay? my work lasted much longer than i had expected, and there was no time for me to write a letter to you.â
you can practically hear the pout in his voice. you gently pat his back, consoling him. âi missed you even more, kinich. how long has it been since we last met?â
âfour weeks.â kinich says almost instantly.
you hum. kinich lets go of you, however, one of his hands is still holding one of yours tightly. he doesnât say anything, and only focuses on caressing your hands, as if you are going to disappear when he lets go.
âkinich,â you call out, and his head whips up. âiâm not going anywhere.â
âi know, iâm sorry,â kinich sighs. âi had so many plans for us today but now i canât even think of what we should do first.â
âwell, considering i- we finish the list of commissions earlier than i had expected⊠why donât we start from the top of the list?â you suggest. kinichâs eyes lit up, however, there is a glint of confusion behind it. âof course i know about the list. weâve been dating for, what, four months now? i know you keep a list whenever we go out.â
kinich makes a sound of surprise and he lowers his head, slowly grabbing the piece of paper from his pocket. he hands it to you silently. âyou know me too well, y/n.â
you smile, opening the paper. there arenât many things on the paper, considering that he listed only five things; explore the court of fontaine, stop by the cafe there and have a nice little coffee date with y/n :), ride the aquabus (seems like fun), visit the opera epiclese, visit the chioriya boutique and gift y/n an outfit!
âwowâŠâ you gasp in awe. âchioriya boutique? howâd you know i like her outfits?â
âremember the letter we last sent out to each other?â kinich asks and you nod. âwell, you briefly mentioned her. how you love the outfits she makes and you made a little note on the side saying how you really want an outfit from her but you donât have enough mora to buy one.â
âthat- kinich that letter was probably sent a month ago! how do you still remember that?â you ask, surprised that he remembers the small detail.
kinich only smiles in response. âwell, no time to explain. come on, letâs ride the aquabus! iâve been dying to ride them ever since i got here.â
he pulls you and starts running, almost making you tumble. well, since heâs really excited, you canât really complain. a happy kinich is a sight to behold.
#crys' writing ᥣđ©.á#kinich#kinich x reader#kinich x you#kinich x y/n#kinich genshin#genshin impact#genshin impact x reader#genshin impact x you#genshin impact x y/n#genshin impact kinich#genshin impact fluff#genshin#genshin x reader#genshin x you#genshin x y/n#genshin fluff#genshin kinich
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i would like to express three blanket statements for everyone in the notes:
- yes i obviously know that calling people âfamilyâ is a way of referring the other queer people. this is evident in the fact that i used that fucking word in the post jesus christ guys you donât need to try and inform me of this
- related, but this was a rhetorical post. i do not need advice on how to talk to people. i am involved with real life trans groups and am well versed in how to subtly talk to people. i literally made this post while on break from my bad customer service job after seeing multiple trans customers
- maybe this is a me problem but people having dysphoria from being seen as trans is sad to me. like i sorta get it but also hm maybe work on ur self hatred idk. being trans is a joy
reading comprehension questions:
consider the targeted demographic of this post. then consider, do you dislike this demographic? if so, please try changing your opinion or at least scroll away and stop bothering me about it
did the author make reference to old forms of queer communication? if so, it seems like he is familiar with the concept and perhaps refrain from informing the author about it
why might have the author, at first glance, described dysphoria as self hatred? did he really do this, or does he rather acknowledge that one facet of dysphoria stems from depression and deprecation? consider why someone might not want to be seen as trans. is it for safety reasons, or because they have yet to unlearn the perceived shame of being trans, or any other multitude of reasons? any reason is perfectly valid but one may wish to examine their opinions on the cis view of the trans body
seeing trans ppl in public is literally life giving. wish there was a normal way to express to other trans people in public that weâre family and that i love them
#the second one is perhaps a hot take but idc my activity is annoying as fuck rn#*third one. whatever sorry#other posts have said this much more eloquently but obviously yes dysphoria is real and sucks etc#and you cant just make it go away by thinking positive thoughts or whatever else like yeah sometimes you do need hrt or srs or the like#that said. a lot of dysphoria for me and also a lot of other ppl ive seen CAN be eased when you stop hating yourself#like. surround yourself with trans ppl in many stages of transition. explore other mindsets (ie no medical transition etc)#even if they donât apply to you because that personâs experience is no less valid etc#take a note from body neutrality/positivity people#stop giving a shit what cis people think#there are so many things that genuinely ease suffering and it wont work for everyone but wallowing is never the way to go sorry#like i have nothing against you people and i wish you all well. BUT. i am worried for you#because.. when you get hrt or any surgeryâŠ. it wont magically fix your depression you also have to do the work yourself#YOU have to unlearn the cis normative view about how bodies look#well idk. some people as with any marginalized identity go oh! im trans! therefore i cant be transphobic#without unpacking any of the transphobic bullshit that is ingrained in society and themselves#NOT saying that people with bad dysphoria are transphobic of course not. i dont think most of the people in the notes are at all#it is however a related concept okay. no bad faith interpretations of this reblog allowed#SOMEONE had to sit here and read everyones tags and replies and after 22k notes hes a bit ticked off#sorry 4 being a spiteful transsexual fagdyke idgaf#trans
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â " mine, all mine "
How do the hazbin boys kiss you
Warnings : I mentioned 'lady' in lucifer's part, but the reader can still be interpreted as whatever gender ya want. Highly suggestive on both Lucifer and Vox's parts.
Genre : Fluff, suggestive
A/n : this account has been doing so well lately and I just want to say thank you so much. I love every single comment you guys send in and the support is so appreciated. You're the reason I get the motivation to write these silly little stories so thank you.
Characters : alastor, Vox, lucifer
âą alastor â
- Sweet as cream -
"Al, can you pass me the cream?" You asked politely, stirring your coffee absentmindedly. Your eyes didn't lift from your book, too engrossed in the scene that was playing out.
Your boyfriend hummed, currently in the middle of his meal and looked at the cream sitting next to him," I'm not sure, darling. Can I?" He teased out, his ever-present grin stretching mischievously.
You blinked at his response and looked up from your book, raising an eyebrow at him," Well, I would like to think my lovely boyfriend isn't incompetent." You replied bluntly, a sweet tone to your voice as your head tilted to the side.
"Frankly? My wonderful partner is being rather rude at the moment and doesn't seem to be deserving of the cream!" He shot back just as sweetly.
"Oh-hoh? Is that right?" Your eye twitched, smile dropping ever so slightly," Well, perhaps I can show you just how rude I can be when you're banished to the couch, hm?"
"What a card to pull, my dear!" He placed his face in his hands, eyes sparkling with amusement and glee," I must really be pushing your pretty little buttons."
There was a small growl at the back of your throat but you were quick to push it down with a cough, but from Alastor's perked up ears and widening grin, he had heard you.
"Alastor, love of my life, how can I stop you from being a pain in my ass today?" You asked, making sure your tone was light with gentleness despite your foul language.
He let out his typical 'hm', his eyes narrowing in thought as one of his claws tapped his chin,"... A kiss may just suffice."
You blanched at him,"... are you that emotionally chaotic that you have to irritate me to request for a kiss?"
"..." He began to slowly push the cream towards the edge of the table, a challenging glint in his eyes.
His actions basically answered your question, however.
"Oh my-... Okay! Okay." You begrudgingly got up from your seat and walked around the table to your tall deer-man whilst he only watched you with a cute little sparkle in his eyes.
You reached a hand out gently, brushing a knuckle against his cheek before cupping it. The smile couldn't stop from spreading across your lips when you saw him lean into your loving touch. He's come so far where sudden touches are concerned and you've never been more proud.
You leaned down, smile still on your face and you took note of the prideful grin on Alastor's lips as he looked at your lips," Don't look so happy with yourself - you're being a scoundrel, yknow?"
"Oh dear, a scoundrel?" He breathed, pretending to be devastated at the revelation," Whatever can I do to get back into your good graces, my love?"
You leaned down, lips brushing his," Good question..." Your hand fell from his face and you brushed a thumb onto the cream before bringing the white treat to his lips, swiping it across his bottom one,"... Give me what I asked for from the beginning?"
And with that, Alastor closed the gap between you both, lips moulding together perfectly. You hummed into the kiss, cupping his face softly to deepen the kiss, your tongue swiping across his bottom lip to clean the cream off.
At this, the passionate kiss got all the more sweeter. Alastor's hands fell to your hips, kneading the flesh like dough as he focused on the feeling of your soft lips against his.
When you both pulled away for a break, you were left panting against eachothers lips. The red-haired demon smiled widely, eyes lidded," I trust that this has qwelled our little rivalry, hm?"
"I dunno..." you pecked his lips and gave him a teasing grin," You still seem like a scoundrel to me."
Alastor chuckled lowly, "Then let me remind you of how much of a gentleman I can be," dragging you into another sweet kiss.
⹠vox ᯀ
- underlying spice -
"Vox, you're- ah~... You're gonna be fuckin' late idiot," You grunted out as he nipped at your neck, the feeling of his teeth sending literal pulses of electricity through your veins.
He had you caged to his desk, chest pushing against yours. Your bodies were so close together that you could feel a low and pleasurable buzz between you both.
He groaned against your neck," You think I give a shit about meetings when I have you pressed against me like this?" His sharp teeth grazed your skin teasingly, but there was the underlying threat of breaking your skin with them," and you're sooo fuckin' pretty like this too... I'm offended you'd think I'd abandon you in a state like this, babe."
Your hands gripped onto his shirt, giving him a threatening undertone as well," I am not letting you back out of a meeting I've been planning for months just 'cause you wanna get your fucking dick wet." You gritted out, but still not pushing him away.
"You're so bratty today." He pulled from your neck to grin down at you crookedly, an almost lazy tilt to his eyes," only makes me want you more."
"Well, you don't get that privilege dipshit. You need to go. Now." You frowned up at him, tapping his screen with a clawed finger.
"Stop acting like you don't want me to get you off. We both know that's not fuckin' true." He deadpanned.
"I can just go to Val for help." You shrugged absentmindedly," No biggie."
There was a low growl from him as moved his hands to your thighs, lifting you onto his desk suddenly. You yelped from the action and stared on in shock and arousal.
"Stop fucking fighting me on this." He mumbled, leaning in close to your face as his eyes narrowed," as if Val couldn't compare to me- are you fucking shitting me?" He seemed genuinely offended at the notion," You're both power-bottoms, how would that even work?"
"I dunno..." you tried to gain the higher ground by playing with some lint on his suit," I could top, this one time..." you leaned close to his face, an unhinged glint in your eyes," Juuuust to piss. You. Off..."
Suddenly, Vox surged forwards, capturing your lips in his. Almost instantly, his tongue is shoved down your throat, the buzzing of electricity making you moan. You gripped onto his jacket desperately, wanting to deepen the kiss even further but he refused. He set the slow and erotic pace of the kiss, claw digging into your hips to try and control himself. His other hand entangled into your hair, tugging ever so slightly to shove his tongue further into your mouth for more exploration.
Red liquid drooled from his mouth, the same coming from you too as you gasped and moaned into this rough kiss. You could swear the buzzing coming from his tongue was turning your brain into mush, making you forget about your previous grievances and think about him, him, him.
When he pulled from you, trail of red saliva connecting your lips as you panted breathlessly.
"... You're such a whiny fucking baby about everything." You grumbled.
Vox only grinned maniacally, knowing that meant you had given in," and you're easy to push over the edge, baby."
To celebrate his accomplishment of getting out of a meeting to rail you instead, he played an applause sound and people cheering from his screen to really rub it in your face, grin widening at the sight of the twitch of a smile on your lips.
"Oh, shut up!" You laughed out before wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into another kiss.
âą lucifer morningstar â
- taste of home -
"Hon, I'm happy for you and everything, but isn't this a little bit excessive?" You mumbled out, a look of concern on your face as you watched him run around his office like a headless chicken to find a thin paintbrush.
"Pffft- Whaaat? No!" He waved his hand dismissively and grinned like a madman as he tinkered away at a little duck, hand painting meticulously," this is the perfect birthday present for her!" He then looked at you from over his shoulder, giving you lidded eyes and a charming grin," just trust the process, pretty."
Your heart fluttered at the nickname and you huffed, giving into his wild ideas as usual. His wonderful mind was a force to be reckoned with, and when he has a plan then there's no stopping him.
"You've been painting ducks for the passed three hours, though." You pointed out and walked over to him when his back was turned, wrapping your arms around his shoulders from behind. He didn't even react to your touch, continuing to paint the little ducky like it was his final mission in life.
But he did lean into your touch, however. Maybe he isn't a lost cause after all.
He didn't answer you, but you couldn't help but watch him. His hand moving methodically. You already knew what duck this was going to be, it was almost a perfect replica of Charlie.
But as a duck. Duh.
You smiled softly at the sight of it, watching for a minute or so before you leaned down to his neck, opening your mouth to whisper," Earth to Lou~..." you cooed out gently.
His shoulders tensed and his movements paused, a shiver running down his spine. He bit his lip and then gulped," y-yea-... ahem... yeah?" He could feel his cheeks growing hot at the press of your warm lips to the back of his neck.
"When are you gonna take a break?..." You hummed, trailing your kisses across his neck.
He set the duck down slowly, your affection having a grip on him,"... Now seems like a good time." He hummed back, head tilting to the side to give you more access.
"What a good answer~" you breathed out prasingly, lips sucking a little love bite to the back of his neck which made him moan lowly.
"Y-you're killing me here, beautiful..."
You chuckled," Kind of the idea, hon." Tapping his shoulder, you kissed his cheek," how about you turn around, hm? You can make it up to me with a kiss."
"Make... make it up to you?"
"Make up for ignoring me."
He smirked and turned around in your arms, wrapping his own around your waist, chin resting on your chest as he looked up at you," Oh yeah? My pretty lady wanted attention, huh?" He teased out gently with that heart-warmingly charming grin.
"No no no. You don't get to turn this on me, you tease." You grunted out, brows furrowing as you tapped his forehead.
"And why not?" He challenged, grin never falling.
"... because."
"What groundbreaking reasoning!" He laughed and then pulled you into his lap. A hand trailed up and down your spine lightly, the other moving to pull you closer into him by the waist," If you wanted attention, you could have just said, honey."
"You would have won, then."
"Who says I'm not winning right now?"
You pressed your forehead against his, eyes narrowing," Me."
"... and your word is final, yeah?" His amusement was clear," The King of Hell's word is worthless compared to yours?"
You giggled," correct."
He huffed out a breath of amusement and brought one of your hands to his lips, licking your wrist with a sultry glint to his eyes," Oh, wow... then I guess I really have to step my game up then, eh?"
Watching him with warm cheeks, you nodded with a gentle smile to your lips, "You do."
He brought you close to his face by cupping the back of your neck, pressing a gentle yet passionate kiss to your lips. His tongue immediately licking your bottom lip for permission to enter. You opened your mouth for him, humming lowly in pleasure as your hands ran through his hair.
His lips were warm and soft, they felt like home. The gentleness balanced out with the dominance and sent the perfect shivers throughout your body.
His touch to your back was soothing, claws sliding up and down; drawing patterns, spelling out your name and then his and then drawing a heart around it.
Fuck, he was so cheesy but it only made your love grow more.
#hazbin hotel x y/n#hazbin hotel x you#hazbin hotel x reader#lucifer morningstar x reader#lucifer x y/n#lucifer x reader#lucifer x you#alastor x y/n#alastor x you#alastor x reader#vox x y/n#vox x you#vox x reader#im down-bad for lucifer 24 fucking 7
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wanderer in his season of healing makes me so happy. i love that he is safe enough to become softer again, that he is regaining some of his previously âweakâ attributes and finding peace with them. he is becoming measured and introspective, and thinking before he speaks, perhaps a result of both his healing and his melancholy; i think itâs beautiful that he is finally able to safely feel his sadness and process the things that have happened. he is simultaneously finding peace and feeling all the difficult emotions he previously consumed with anger. it is painful, but right.
his sense of humor is still intact, certainly rough around the edges as youâd expect, though much less biting than before. itâs easy to tell that most anything aggressive he says is a front, a front that he is no longer concerned with presenting as absolute truth. perhaps the front is his sense of humor, and his affection is all thinly veiled behind jabs and sour grumblesâhe is not willing to divulge the intimate details of that, however, preferring to leave it up to interpretation.
i just think of him and his healing and i feel like if he were to fall in love, it would be such a sweet and gentle and quiet sort of thing, just like his newfound peace. he ponders over many things, brooding by himself as much as he can, though he occasionally allows space for others to brood with him. that, i think, is something unique he may grow in. there are people who cannot tolerate strong emotions in themselves and certainly not in othersâbut he is the kind of person who can. he is the kind of person you could sit with and exist in your sadness and just be sad, and thatâs okay. heâs not offering words of comfort or anything, but he doesnât need to. anything heâd say would be useless anyways, he knows what itâs like and knows that a presence is enough and existing in your emotions safely is enough. he can appreciate someone who is straightforward about feeling unwell, who doesnât seek pity, who is alright with sitting in the mud. he will gladly sit with you, then, as long as you donât expect him to get all mushy about things.
he would do well falling in love quietly, not having to beat around the bush. naturally, pieces would fall into place, and heâd find himself yearning to be in the presence of another in a way heâd never before experienced. he had never really wanted to be around anyone, had never sought out anyoneâs presence. but once he has been treated gently, has fallen softly into the arms of a likened soul who has the patience and understanding to touch his rough edges without recoiling, he finds his third space being with this new safe person.
and despite his reluctance to be anything but mysterious and nonchalant, i believe wanderer in his healing season would become quite the romantic. not in the sappy sense, but in the quiet love sense iâve been talking about. firm and protective, subtle and gentle, almost gentlemanlike if it werenât for his falsely rotten attitude he enjoyed projecting. romantic in a princely way, in a reverently respectful way, in a grotesquely wholesome way.
only the most chaste touches and kisses; heâs still getting used to affection, and would abhor pda. in private heâs much more open to being touched, because he is safe. if he is not safe, he is deeply conditioned to be conscious of his vulnerabilities, and itâs something that will take a lot of time to override, if even at all. but itâs a massive and beautiful step that he is even willing to receive affection at all, that he would want it from a partner in any amount.
hates eye contact, likes playing with hands. likes tracing veins and creases in skin and freckles and scars; he finds them fascinating, as he has nothing of the sort on his artificial body. one of his unique ways he shows affection is what could be called âstudyingâ you. he likes to brood (with you there; perhaps it could be called parallel brooding) and take your arm and trace all the splotches, imperfections, veins, tendons he can find. he likes to touch more than he likes to be touched i think. perhaps he becomes amusingly selfish in this way. perhaps he is more averse to receiving than giving the affection because his disgust towards himself still lingers. perhaps he still has harmful core beliefs to unlearn.
i think he is full of a love that is strong and quiet, a love that he gives so sparingly, and only in pieces, never all at once. unless, that is, someone comes along and manages to drag it all out like a magnetâhis carefully crafted exterior is in pieces, just like that! but oh, once someone is in possession of his love, he begins to know them so intimately, more intimately than he lets on. he so deeply knows who he loves and he knows how to give and to take action and so he does it, silently, for he is adept at perceiving the needs of his loved ones. reading body language and facial expressions is second nature to him at this point; nothing can get past him.
he studies you wordlessly with the expression of a cat who loves and reveres its human, except itâs the kind of cat who believes it owns the human, not the other way around. youâre his responsibility that he has taken on like an extension of himself because he loves you, and you have loved him, and now he hardly wants you out of his sight. his journey of rediscovery and learning self acceptance has been mentally and emotionally arduous, but ever since you came in and made loving him seem so easy, heâs felt much more at peace, and has had the capacity to reflect and process with much more freedom to sincerely feel.
stupid fictional character i hate him i hate him so much he is not real and i hate him
#just a bunch of thoughts. idk#i had a specific image in my head that invoked a specific feeling in me and i had hoped to arrticulate it and im not sure if i succeeded#its just that i think he would be so soft in his season of healing. i feel like a lot of people still mischaracterize him when we have been#witnessing him regain his capacity to be vulnerable and i just . if he were to fall in love it would be so . sweet. so good#i can only see him as this quiet introspective avoidant little specimen and i love him and he would be so lovely in love and loving someone#and being loved#mujimumbled#scaramouche#wanderer#wanderer x reader#scaramouche x reader#genshin x reader#genshin x you#drabble#wanderer drabble#character study#genshin impact scaramouche#genshin impact#genshin impact x reader#genshin writing
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