#i honestly hope that this sufficed omg---

[hoodjam]

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a/n1 : helllo, I missed y’all on here lol,, I hope you like this & my inner Choso lover came out lolll

warnings smut(mdni), cuckhold (?), cheating, fingering, oral (m & f), double penetration, slight voyeurism, I think that’s it, 1.5K words

omg I can’t stop thinking about doctor!choso who specializes in making people cum & boyfriend!gojo making the appointment

It honestly started when satoru thought he broke your pussy… he’d edged you to the brink of exploding and when he finally craved guiding you to a sweet release— you couldn’t

he tried everything, toys, his fingers, his tongue, porn, but no matter what he did it never sufficed & you were pissed.

for some reason, you couldn’t push yourself to the edge either, which made your skills on the job suffer.

so much so that your boss had called you into their office to give you a couple of days off for a “cool down period”, with pay of course

which brings you to the website you’re staring at now, ‘ Kamo’s Magic House of Fingers ‘. the name sucked but the reviews were top notch

tojis-digbick : as a guy, dr. kamo made me cum buckets, hell I go at least twice a week ;)

utihim3 : people have said I was pent up, had my panties in a twist, and more degrading rude things, but dr. kamo untwisted my knickers! thank you, doctor!

naoya_z : even tho it’s not a lowly woman’s fist fucking my pristine cock, the doctor knows how to satisfy my needs. or whatever

your mouth salivates thinking about the relief this dr. kamo could bring you, persuading satoru to book your appointment by telling him he’d stay in the room.

now you sit here, or lay, on a soft mattress on a table. the room looked like any other clinic but seemed spacious.

there was a knock on the door, and I came what you assumed was dr. kamo. gojo stood to shake the man’s hand as you clenched your thighs together— the doctor was attractive.

wearing a tight black shirt that showed off all his assets, black slacks, and shoes with a white lab coat to it off. after shaking your boyfriend's hand he eyes your chart.

“good afternoon, Ms. y/n, I am Dr. Kamo, but you can call me Choso,” he starts smoothly, his deep voice rattling to your core.

“first off, I’m glad that you finished your paperwork online, most people forget,” he chuckled, “secondly, i see you are having a problem with intimacy in the bedroom?” he questioned, eyeing your wristband, double-checking to make sure he had the right patient.

you nodded your head in agreement, mind coming to terms with that in a few minutes, Choso would be in between your thighs. you could cum just at the thought.

choso smiles, making the black mark on his nose move, “well I hope I can help,” he starts, placing the clipboard down, and dimming the lights. “however on our privacy policy, we state that there cannot be any guests in the room with patients.”

your heart sinks, finally remembering satoru sitting by your head, “I’m very quiet, I swear I’m here for moral support!” He pleads, grasping your hand.

Choso hums, as if he’s thinking about bending his rules. “well I suppose he could stay, since it’s his mess that you’re here today, maybe he could learn something today,” he teased, keeping his heated gaze on you.

satoru scoffs, fixing his mouth for a response when he’s shushed by the doctor, “ah ah, remember quiet.”

your legs are propped up by the doctor as he slowly rolls your dress upwards past your hips. his eyes glancing at your features to make sure you’re still ok.

this makes your throb, panties dampening with every slight caress of his fingers on your skin.

“curtains open or closed, Ms. y/n?”

OPEN! you wanted to scream but the soft huff from satoru told you otherwise, you don’t think his ego could take another hit.

“closed please.”

another smile, then he disappears. you hear gloves being put on from the other side as you wait patiently for your session to start.

you’ve been panting and trying your hardest not to close your shaky thighs. your core clenching around nothing, feeling your wetness drip through your underwear.

Choso lazily rubs your clit, sometimes missing just to hear you whine, enjoying his job for the first time.

you were gorgeous, from top to bottom, and at this moment you were his.

he stops abruptly, pulling your soaked panties off your core, mouth wet as he sees the slick sticking to it.

on his side table, he looks at his various options of toys, wondering how much you could take, setting on a standard dildo.

he teases your folds, watching the fake dick collect your cream. “you sound so lovely,” Choso groans, slipping the tip in your hole.

you gasp clutching your breasts, face warm from his words. satoru rolls his eyes but palms his growing bulge. tempted to plunge his cock into your mouth.

doctor!Choso expertly moves the false dick, making sure to nudge your g-spot every so often. squelching sounds in the room as you moan, hips matching the pace of the doctor.

whatever it was doing felt so good, better than your fingers, way better than what gojo had tried. you moan louder, rolling against the toy that’s filling you to the brim.

“so good choso, keep going im almost there!” you squeaked, feeling something wet against your clit, almost like a mouth.

satoru stands up, swiftly pulling his pants and underwear down, cock hitting your chin. you moan louder seeing the deranged look on your boyfriend's face. he’s pissed.

opening your mouth, you relax your throat taking the harsh thrusts from both ends to take you. satoru gasps, feeling the tight pressure of your mouth soak his cock.

you whimper, feeling gojos palms around your tits, squeezing and tweaking your nipples, slowing his pace to cum down in your mouth. you gagged, struggling to take all his cum as he slips out your mouth.

after catching his breath he quietly slips out the door feeling triumphant, the thought that only he could cum in you.

“oh, so that’s the problem,” you hear, yes connecting with Choso’s, “he nuts too fast, no wonder he can’t satisfy you.”

you gasp, the curtain slightly open revealing the light pink that dusts the doctor's cheeks.

“is my assessment correct?” he chiles, still trusting the toy in your core, “hm? I need an answer.”

you moan a ‘yes’, leaning up to open the curtain more, “he hasn’t made me cum in months, please help me Choso.”

feeling bold, you take the toy out of your pussy, scooting to the edge of the table-bed, spreading your cunt with your fingers, “I’m begging.”

the doctor watches as your hole clenches still oozing onto the mattress under you. his cock twitches, ready to break another rule of his policy.

his laces his fingers with yours, flickering his eyes on your face as his head dips to lick your core. tongue collecting your slick as he circles your pearl.

you shudder, pushing your hips to his face, pleading for more.

he’d make you cum, a few times. with his tongue, his fingers, a few of his toys, and finally his cock that you were sitting on.

his job completed, yet he still can’t get enough of you, nor could you. after you came in his face he was stunned when it came with rain, soaking his coat and shirt. your hands pressed his face deeper into your core asking for more and more and more.

so insatiable, when you clenched around his fingers, unappeased when you felt the vibration bring a nudge against your g-spot, greedy when you pleaded for his cock.

he’s lucky that the door locks after someone leaves, fortunate that only he has the keys to the room, blessed that it’s soundproof, muffling your moans when you bounce on his lap, pussy sucking him in deeper, skin slapping when you come down.

he can’t remember when he took his coat and shirt off when his pants zipped down only revealing his aching member how your dress bunched around your waist, when your breasts bounced and covered with marks, but he thoroughly enjoyed this.

“one more Cho i swear,” you whined, grinning your hips against his, feeling every vein of his cock inside you, nudging your cervix.

he groans, circling his hips upwards, ready to cum inside you for the billionth time. “yea?” he’s breathless, slowly fucking you as you both arrive at the peak.

you moan once more latching your mouth on his, squirting on his lap, feeling his hot seed fill your hole.

Your heavy breathing subsides, feeling his cock soften, “fuck, that’s was amazing.” he groans lifting you and placing you on the bed.

gathering some warm wet wipes, he cleaned himself as well as you. opening a makeshift closet and finding another shirt and coat. he hands you your dress and smiles. “do you feel satisfied?

“I do, I was wondering if I could come back? just in case the treatment wears off,” you mumble, cringing at your poor excuse to see him again.

He chuckled, fishing a business card from his pocket. “here’s my personal card, call me when you need treatment.” winking walking about the room with his panties in your back pocket.

a/n2 : this was supposed to be short, damn.. oh well

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[daily-pat]

Omg did you get your new tablet? Holy moly ermmm I would like to request a picture of Pat making this face

Hope this'll suffice, OP! And yes, new tablet acquired!!!

Full "comic" below!!!

OKAY THIS ONE WAS FUN TO DRAW!!! It's my first time ever trying out a fully fledged comic like this, so it was super fun to try out new techniques and experiment a bit! Also got to work on younger designs for these two, not 100% satisfied, but it's called development for a reason. Honestly this one might have some of my favorite expressions on this blog by far; page 4 especially,,

QOTD: Have you solved a rubix cube before?

I've been trying. Send help.

(P.S. if you've been around for long enough, you know what Tord was watching ;])

[diagonal-queen]

omg! please i want to aks hunting dogs when s/o blows them a kiss, well, just baby tecchou and tachihara cuase someone would not be able to see it...

i had to read this like a million times before it hit me that you were referring to jouno. i thought you were just a fukuchi hater and you meant like he didn't deserve to receive your blown kisses (true)

When you blow them a kiss

♡ pairing: Tecchou Suehiro, Tachihara Michizou x gn!Reader

♡ synopsis: How do they react when you blow them a kiss?

♡ cw: Absolutely none!

note: I really don't wanna jinx anything, so I won't talk about how excited I am that my large and inescapable writer's block is seemingly passing. I will simply not say a thing. Apologies for errors and I hope you enjoy x

Tecchou:

He's a little confused at first ngl. He probably hasn't received treatment like this very much in his lifetime so he kinda just stands there and looks at you like a lost puppy T-T

You have to explain to him what it means. Then he's like 'Ohh...' and then his face just slowly starts turning red lol

If you do it any time from then on he goes along with it (either 'catching' the kiss or returning it), and after a while it just becomes instinct to him

Nobody dares to question him about it. Why would they? He's a Hunting Dog, and his heart is reserved for you only.

If you blew kisses to anyone else he would get super jealous lowkey. Like he might try to hide it but he'd be so bad at it and he'd ask you to reserve it for him because he feels that it's your guys' special thing

If you blew him a kiss while the other Hunting Dogs were around most of them probably wouldn't pay it too much mind. TERUKO on the other hand-

She'd start bullying you guys so bad omg. It'd be like a legit problem she'd mock you so hard she would forget to do her damn job

Overall though? Tecchou loves it, but he's more enamoured with the person blowing the kiss rather than the kiss itself (that's you!)

Tachihara:

He's a member of the strongest military unit in the country. He's a solider. He successfully infiltrated the mafia. He's taken many lives. He's Tachihara freakin' Michizou. And when you blow him a kiss, he is flabbergasted.

I mean fully taken aback. Red faced, wide eyed, eyebrows raised, frozen in surprise. Altogether adorable.

Tachihara acts so suave and charming all the time but when you reciprocate it by blowing a kiss? He honestly gets so shy

If you did it in public, especially around his coworkers (HD or PM), he'd almost have a meltdown. He's so flustered it's insane

He's like 'Don't do that! At least not right now!!' and he pretends that he didn't love it. He wants to maintain his 'badass gangster' image even though in reality he's so soft and goofy

Tachihara would one HUNDRED percent start doing it to you. He'd try so hard to get you to react the same way he did the first time. If he succeeds he acts like such a smug bastard, but if he doesn't he will never stop trying

You and he will always do it in private though. I mean he'd prefer to just...kiss you, but if for any reason he can't, blowing him a kiss will suffice

It may or may not become a regular thing. Either that or he'll forever do his best to one-up you and fluster you. Both outcomes involve affection from Tachihara so it's a win-win, really.

taglist~ ♡ @gettinshiggywithit, @fedyushka, @flower-of-darkness, @bejeweledgirl

[superfallingstars]

Hey! Wanted to send you another playlist ask prompt (if that's ok) ^^: Percy Weasley in his flat, trying not to think about his family. I'm genuinely wondering what he would listen to

send me playlist asks!

First off, you can basically always send playlist prompts, I’m fine with it, I have a ton of fun with these. It’s just a matter of whether I answer them in a few weeks, months, or years LOL

I confess, before receiving this ask, I had thought about Percy for maybe a grand total of 5 seconds, so suffice it to say that I had no idea what to do about this. However I recently (VERY recently) started rereading the series and I’m slowly remembering who tf he is lol. My playlists for the other Weasley kids all have a huge Britpop influence, so I decided to continue that (along with some other alternative 80s and 90s stuff) on Percy’s. Hopefully it comes across that he is a huge stuck-up nerd, but he is also just a young guy trying to find his place in the world, going through the difficult process of realizing that he's made a mistake, and admitting to himself and the people he hurt that he was wrong... I imagine it was a very humbling experience. Also wow there’s so many great songs about moving on and starting a new life and I don’t think about you at all anymore so idk why you’re even sending me a sweater MOM. Basically I'm quite proud of the lyrics on this one (part of why it took me 10000 years to answer) – so let's get into it

Track list:

Blur - There’s No Other Way: starting off strong with some early Blur. Tbh I don’t really know what this song is about but I enjoy that it starts out with “You’re taking the fun out of everything.” Soooo true Percy you killjoy

The Wedding Present - Box Elder: Great song about leaving (specifically a relationship – unfortunately most great songs about moving on are about relationships, but whatever)! “I’ve got a lot of things to do / A lot of places to go / I’ve got a lot of good things coming my way / And I’m afraid to say that you’re not one of them.” Yeowch!

Lloyd Cole and the Commotions - Are You Ready To Be Heartbroken?: I adore this song in all its 80s glory! The meaning is a bit ambiguous but imo it’s about being an opinionated, idealistic, pretentious young person (“Making your friends feel so guilty about their cynicism”) who doesn’t realize real life is going to – well – break their heart.

The Smiths - London: I just heard this song for the first time two days ago and omg it's perfect. Like it’s literally about leaving your friends and family behind to go move to London and work in the big city. Percy would 10000% listen to this (and uncritically agree that the only reason his family is mad at him is because they’re jealous of his success and his big boy job at the Ministry)

Ned’s Atomic Dustbin - Selfish: from what I can tell, this song is about being an insecure loser so you get all stuck-up and mean about it. "If I don't know what's cool / Will you call me a loser?" ... “I hope your head's aching from having too much fun” ... “The selfish gene in me / Has finally come into being / He’s teaching me how to be mean / But that’s a sorry sorry state to be in” ..Rather fitting, isn’t it?

The Wedding Present - Getting Nowhere Fast: read an article about this song (the original song, this is a cover) that described it as “the feeling that your failing life isn’t what you signed up for” and honestly I can’t describe it any better than that

Blur - Birthday: this song is about spending your birthday alone and feeling really weird and bad about it. Which is something I hadn’t even considered could have happened to Percy but now I 1000% believe that it did

New Order - Weirdo: These lyrics man. “It’s a life that’s made for me / Where I can be completely free / So long as I obey this sound / That echoes all around” Lollll

Dire Straits - Brothers in Arms: This song is a little dated for Percy’s time, but I quite like putting 80s stuff on here because I think older music adds to Percy's supposed maturity as well as making him seem accurately uncool. And “We’re fools to make war on our brothers in arms” wow sooooo true

The Verve - Neon Wilderness: truly captures the vibes of being a lonely young person living on your own in the big city. I can vividly picture Percy listening to this alone in his flat and slowly realizing what a sad and solitary life he has created for himself…

Pavement - Stop Breathing: THE REALIZATION. This song is technically about a soldier dealing with the emotional toll of war but it works fantastically well for this playlist (the guilt of realizing you were wrong, that you truly hurt others, and that your whole belief system was massively flawed). “Write it on a postcard / Dad they broke me / Dad they broke me.” Ummmmm screaming crying throwing up

The Rentals - It’s Time to Come Home: It really is.

WOWWW this one was so fun! It was a challenge to create a playlist for a character I’m not super familiar with, but honestly that was probably the most fun part about it! It’s so rewarding when you spend some time thinking about a character you (initially) feel neutral towards and force yourself to really consider their motivations and relate to them – I like Percy a lot more now LOL. Thank you so much for the ask!

[trashcatsnark]

*Makes tea* Omg, can we please get your thoughts on the dlc and THAT ending?

ABSOLUTELY

Suffice to say, spoilers and a very long post, I am a verbose whore Ngl this is coming fresh off finishing it all last night, so my opinions may still be settling in a little bit and I also had to play it in more spread out sessions than I usually do with games.

Firstly, on a just a technical level, for me personally as someone who started playing at launch, finished all the endings, and had like 700+ hours in the game before Phantom Liberty was even announced- to me it felt a little out of place, granted might be because I jumped into on the tail end of an almost finished save. So, maybe for folks who started new runs it flows a bit better.

Like getting a dedicated credits listing as if the game is over after the decision at the orbital station just to cut back to Johnny going Wait, V, you're still dying!

It's a little strange, I understand you wanna give full credit to the Phantom Liberty specific team but also, was that really the only way to transition V out of the space station?

Songbird, I'm mixed on, I don't hate her but I don't love her like I think the game wanted me too. She feels a little... pushed on V for my liking. Like early on, it really felt like CDPR rattling a barbie doll at me and screaming at me to think she's the coolest thing in the universe and she's alright. I get why she does the things she does, I get that she is a narrative reflection of V, that her and Solomon honestly are meant to mirror the V and Johnny relationship.

The ideas of betrayal, the idea that the person who's trying to save you, and wants to save you the most is the very one who's gonna be your end.

I like that component for sure, like honestly, to the surprise of no one- the biggest things I got out of it was related to SilverV I also really do love Songbird's connection to the Blackwall and the way it's eating at her, I love those touches and when at the Orbital station you link with her to like- release Blackwall pulses. Very cool, still feel like there's more there to sink our teeth into, but very much liked the Blackwall in particular coming back.

My first impulse and choice was to side with Songbird, because even if I didn't love her like CDPR wanted me to, I did feel some connection to her through her being in similar situation to V and just being desperate to survive and live.

That said, it is disappointing that Songbird is... another person who was just lying to V in hopes of getting what she wanted. I get the desperation for survival, but it did feel like Hey, what if we did it again?

Like- that's what the game is, just over and over. I love it, but the game is V gets a lead, goes full steam ahead in trying to save themselves, and oop- someone was lying and V gets kicked right in the fucking teeth. Again. Again. Again. Again.

And I understood we weren't gonna get a magical fix it ending, but it is frustrating to be like- hey, wasn't it fun when the VDB betrayed V? Or when you found out Evelyn lied? Or when you finally found Hellman and all he gave was a hospice recommendation? Or when Hanako finally hears you out but only if you kill her brother and even then lol not really you're still gonna die? Or when Alt says oh btw you're still gonna die?

What if- we did it again?!

And in a similar vein, I really loved a lot of aspects of the Tower Ending (I believe it is?) where you side with the FIA.

The conversation with Johnny in the AV is fucking beautiful. That alone was worth all my money. Him saying that he feels more at peace than he ever has before, I still fuck- I love the way they play up that even in endings where Johnny doesn't necessarily agree with V's actions, he's just happy they're gonna survive. He's at peace with dying again, he's at peace knowing this time it means something to him. He died before his ideals, so convinced when he stormed Arasaka Tower that when he died in the flames it'd mean something, it'd fix something. Only to come back and find that despite everything having changed, nothing really did. He died and the world just moved on. But this time, him going means V gets to live, he gets to go out knowing (at least believing, hoping) that by doing so they'll get to live on, they'll get to fight another day, and can go away content knowing that he'll be leaving the world just little bit better of a place- because V will still be in it.

Got emotional there, my bad.

That said, beyond that component.... more of the same?

Like, it's the Devil Ending. Reskinned, revamped- but it's Devil Ending. V sided with the shadowy secretive shady corporation/agency, underwent extensive medical treatment, and oop- turns out none of your friends were worth a fuck, now deal with the consequences!

And like, I don't know, I do find the idea interesting of V no longer being able to have like combat implants and physically just not being the same, the idea of them being forced into trying to carve out a normal life after everything is actually pretty neat.

But it still feels like a reskin to me.

I also really just don't like the way CDPR tries to illustrate bad ends by making V's friends/love interests worse people? Like don't get me wrong, I can completely vibe with the idea that A) they'd have some grievances with V siding with FIA or Arasaka and B) that after two years of not knowing what happened to V, they would've moved on in some capacity.

But do they have to be like, mean?

Like Panam going full scale, don't answer the call, have Mitch tell you to fuck off. I was in a coma???? Like, I know she doesn't know that, but also maybe listen??? Like that feels like yeah, her character hasn't developed at all, she's still incredibly stubborn and won't even hear you out.

And River selling police secrets for Randy's rehab, so he's in a guilt spiral, so he just... can't meet up??? Like legit, CDPR, honey- what the fuck is your fascination with ruining this man's life? Literally, one of if not the only LI who can canonically die??? Or go to jail???? Like, what did River do to you????

Judy moving across the country and being married, I don't have inherent beef with, I think that does make sense for her character- that said, convo still feels weird, like the whole "please don't ruin this for me" like I'm sorry??? V literally nearly died for you several times and murdered for you several times and has been so nice to you- but you just assume they're gonna show up at your door and try to ruin your life? Wow, great to know what you think of me....

And of course Kerry is just busy with his career, that said I did find it kind of funny/in character that V calls and the first thing Kerry wants to do is talk about himself. Like, yeah, that's Kerry. But also, like again, the dialogue heavily implies that when he makes the bare minimum offer of hey... maybe we can hang out in four months, that no- you probably won't, it's bullshit.

Like, it just sucks because I really love all of these characters and feel like they do genuinely have love and affection for V, but this constant- oh nope they're all abandoning you, oof, pull on any ending that isn't Star or Sun is just.... frustrating and really undermines it and honestly reinforces that V's best friend and the one person who cares for them most is fucking Johnny.

Vik selling out to Zetatech also sucked ass, don't do that to my ripper- but hey, at least he made five fucking minutes for V. Even if he spent trying to convince them he's happy and eventually they will be too.

Misty I loved seeing again in the ending- though I don't know why, maybe it's just me- is her VA suddenly doing a harley quinn impression??? Like that kind of Boston(?) accent she suddenly has in the DLC for .... no fucking reason? That said, even if I'm sad to see her go, I am happy she's finding her peace, though kind of wish there was a "can I go with you?" option, because- V literally doesn't have a home anymore??? Maybe someone should help them.... not be homeless, that'd be cool. Maybe my V wants to go to the old forest in Poland too???

Also, also- Delamain, more of a true friend than any of the love interests in that ending. Picked V up, got them booze for them and Vik, helped them catch up on news, said they missed them, and were happy to see them again. Fuck yeah, Delamain.

But uhhh, overall, I think my opinions are there are some interesting and fun things within the DLC, some fun concepts that I definitely wanna play with in my fanfic. Some solid fucking SIlverV content. But like narratively and story wise- it's just alright. It's nothing ground breaking, I don't feel like the game needed it, I don't feel like it "fixed" the game. I think people who got into Cyberpunk 2077 through Phantom Liberty and praise it as what "saved" the game- just like Cyberpunk 2077. Like, cause the DLC is more of the same, like it's fun, it's a good time but it's the same narrative structure we've had times 3 within the main game. It's like if I eat a sandwich, and CDPR said "Hey, I know what will go well with that-" and handed me a third of the same exact kind of sandwich. I don't dislike it, I liked the sandwich, a lot- but also it doesn't complement or add to it like a side dish or a dessert might to a meal. It's a just a bit of the same- maybe it has a slightly new condiment on it, but its overall the same.

Like I said, this might change if/when I do a full replay of the game and can handle doing it as like a full run rather than kind of tacking it onto the end of another save. I think that might help with making it feel a bit more a part of the story.

But I think I'd still land in the same overall space of, it's was alright- some parts I loved more than others, and if this had been in the base game, I'd probably feel very different because Reed and Songbird probably wouldn't feel as sprung on V to me.

All that said, I also do feel a bit more confident and secure in how I'm gonna implement it into my fic- which is gonna mean heavy rewrites which should be fun. So, I definitely got a little something to sink my teeth into.

[amazingmsme]

Hello! I saw you liked the Paul is Richie’s uncle hc but I was wondering if you had any tk hcs surrounding that?? I absolutely love both of them so I’d love to see any ideas you have 💗

Aw thanks! I absolutely have some thoughts on the subject

So Paul was a pretty awkward but still very fun & silly uncle & Richie ended up really vibing with that kind of energy & he ended up being his favorite uncle

Paul’s his uncle on his mom’s side which is completely irrelevant but I feel like it adds something

As a kid, Richie loved putting a tickly spin on regular games like hide & seek & tag, & Paul was the one out of all his aunts & uncles to indulge him the most

Richie would try to get revenge on Paul, but he was really little & didn’t really know what he was doing & it didn’t tickle all that much, but Paul made sure to act like it did! Maybe a little too over the top & goofy, but it always made Richie laugh harder so of course he hammed it up!

When he was little, Paul would pick him up & let him walk around in the ceiling upside down & tickle him while he’s holding him & then act like he has no idea what he’s doing

Around when Richie turned 5, Paul started a tradition where he’d tickle him for however many minutes he was turning (5 minutes, the next year 6 minutes & so on) this went on til he started going to high school & Richie’s dad or another uncle said something like “don’t you think he’s getting a little old for that” & lowkey shamed Paul out of doing it because toxic masculinity & Richie was going through an angsty rebellious phase but now he kinda misses it but he has no idea how to bring it up

Richie saw his mom tickling Paul & it brought back so many memories of past tickle fights & was like “OMG MOM CAN I HELP :D”

Richie craves revenge but is honestly too nervous to really try

More recently either at a family or holiday event, they’re catching up & reminiscing & Paul brought up how he’d “let him win” their tickle fights back then & Richie is FLABBERGASTED! SHOOK! Just TOTALLY BLINDSIDED! Because WTF YOU LIED TO ME UCLE PAUL? & Paul’s like “c’mon Richie, you didn’t actually think you won all those times?” & he’s like “YES I FUCKING DID” & Paul can’t help but laugh because that’s honestly really funny & cute but Richie is not about to let that slide & he pounces. & he finds out exactly how ticklish his Uncle Paul really is

I love both of them so much, these were so fun to write! I hope these can suffice for now!

[yinyuedijun]

hello miss mao…….. i hope i am not overstepping but i saw !!! cultural exchange !!! and oml all the food looked so good RAHHHH need them in my mouth rn actually 🤤🤤🤤 but if i may 👉👈 offer a breakfast from my culture 👉👈

nasi kerabu !!! it looks like a lot and honestly. yeah, it is LMAO but going clockwise starting from 12, the condiments/sides are: sliced cucumbers, sliced long beans, mixed sliced torch ginger and kaffir lime leaves, salted egg, fried chicken stewed in spicy sauce, fish crackers, bean sprouts and sliced cabbage !! the topping on top of the blue rice is toasted shredded coconut. the rice itself is blue because it’s cooked with the flower presented on top !! it’s a huge breakfast that i indulge in once in a while, though i take mine with grilled beef and bell peppers stuffed with a mixture of fish, shredded coconut and coconut milk 🤤🤤🤤 suffice to say after downing this bad boy i pretty much don’t eat until dinner SLSKDKSK

anyway hope u have a good day miss mao !!! <3

omg SEV THIS IS NOT OVERSTEPPING AT ALLL . thank you for sharing this delicious looking dish for me! I do think I'd have trouble eating it in the morning LOL it feels like I'd have it for dinner or maybe a brunch!! it looks so good, especially that CHICKENNNN. and that rice is so interesting and pretty! toasted cocnut....yum. does the flower add any flavour or is it just to make it look nice? (either way I want to eat it immediately tho LOL)

[siriuslylantsov]

having finished episode eight i can definitely see the frank/karen thing a bit more.

i was also not upset when karen found out about elektra oops I WAS WAITINGGG for it to happen

i don’t like to be a hater but i love the chemistry they have as friends, the scenes where it’s just the three of them being happy are some of my favourites 😭

my love for elektra only continues to grow. i love her dynamic with matt (it is not healthy at all but it’s so captivating to watch 😭) and i know she’ll end up breaking my heart lol. i think i spoiled myself here on tumblr and apparently she dies? i’m still not sure cause i didn’t read the entire thing so don’t confirm it i’m still holding on to hope cause the post wasn’t that clear and i scrolled away so fastt. we’ll see.

i definitely thought ‘oh, this is it’ now on episode eight when they katana-ed her 😔

also i am so intrigued now that fisk has appeared again and wondering why frank did what he did !!!

hope my daily episode rambles aren’t annoying :’))

p.s: how’s ur day been? <3

omg yay! i just finished the punisher and suffice it to say youre in for some rlly good karen and frank moments... also quite a bit of angst.

i love when the three of them are friends 🤗🤗 like theyre literally my babies. matt and karen are so... complicated. like it all comes down to him being unable to prioritise but trust he gets better at in s3. i dont know where they end up tbh, esp with the new show coming but we just have to wait i guess

also found this on reddit a few weeks ago. interesting... i think.. idk 🤔

right!!! like shes just so cool tbh and to see someone from matts past is super interesting and theres so much depth to her character and sooooo much lore. i love elektra lore.

ohhhhh i hate fisk. i think hes an incredible villain and character. but hes SUCH a cry baby. like bitch stfu

theres a rlly good fight scene in ep 9 that im looking forward to you getting to. def one of my favs in daredevil even though its a frank fight scene. rlly highlights him as the punisher. and its also just rlly fucking cool. the violence kinda gaged me! like you ate that up frankie.

honestly franks entire story is just devastating to me and i lit finished the punisher last night so its all so fresh in my mind. like you think its bad. from what you learn in daredevil but it gets SO MUCH worse 😖😖

im loving the rambles tbh. i only have one other friend to talk about dd to so this is super beneficial. i love talking about stuff too so not complaining!!

days been good! apart from the fact that i started my period but oh well. hope your days been good!!

[ja3yun]

haiii aj <3 I never got to interact with you directly because I was on and off tumblr around sep-nov this year after abandoning my acc for like five yrs 💀 butttttttt my new fixation on enha brought me back and I started consuming a lot of fandom content again.

as I slowly started to learn how rbs and the ask functions work, a lot of things went down in enblr and I was kinda processing everything in my mind. Im like damn, Im lowkey scared of these ppl 😭 (I genuinely admire so many writers for dealing w these weird ass ppl and still dropping the most mind blowing, next sylvia plath level work like u guys are in fact the strongest soldiers. even tho you shouldn't have to be. def think the anonymity feature of tumblr contributes in on this nasty env that has been and is prob still being cultivated but that's a topic for another day)

your departure has reminded me to interact with the writers I love on here more. so that's the main reason I'm here today. *rubs hands*

I think among all the writers I follow, yours is prob the one blog I consumed the most content from and ironically, never said omg I loved it. so I'm here to say exactly that: oh my god, I loved it.

YOUR WRITINGS ARE INSANEEEE. I saw a lot of anons spreading their love for the doll house (which we all know and love) and LET ME TALK ABOUT OUR LIFE. you wrote jay so good in there, I fr thought I lived my 20s, 30s, 40s, 50s, 60s with him and poofed away and continued to watch him go thru all stages of grief in a omniscient pov.

somehow, I think your writing made me fall for him more even though I already love him so much as he is. I can tell how much love and thought went behind that work, and I don't think I'll ever be over it.

possibly, you will see me again.. perhaps even frequently but for now, this will have to suffice as I am only human and need my sleep in 💔 ugh the dread.. on a more positive note, I'm pleasantly surprised to see you back before the year ended and I hope 2025 will be a better year for all of us 🤍 happy early new year!!

hii!! yeah, some people on here are nawt fun in the slightest 😔 but for every horrible person, there are about three good ones so never let it discourage you! thank you for loving my stories, esp our life, bc honestly that fic means the world to me and it will be reuploaded 🙏🏻 i love jay, and the other boys, so so so much that i hope it comes through in my writing :((

thank you for your kind words bb !! i will cherish them always 🙏🏻 i hope 2025 is good to you <33

[lethalbreadkills]

HI THERE PLEASE TELL ME ALL ABOUT AMELIA’S LORE SJDJSJ her design is so pretty!! the colors and everything is so eye catching!!! what’s your favorite thing about drawing her and what’s her favorite feature on herself??? i’d love to know!!!

(HELLO HELLO!!! THANKS FOR THE ASK OMG... SHAKES YOU !! im so glad you like her design <33 her eyes and hair are honestly my favourite part lol, her eyelashes are really fun 🥺)

My favourite feature on myself? Hmmm... this is a tough one, I will say! I think I'll go with the crystals along my limbs, they match my sister after all! Not much else does.

As for my "lore"... well.

When one half of a God and a jackal with abandonment issues are eternally stuck connected to each other... they will become a formidable foe together. They will also become a ticking time bomb. What else do you do with time, a mission, and love for each other?

Create little toys to pass on your legacy.

Not the best parents, though. A little absent, running to a different universe and all. It was lovely finding Canis, though~ Another child of Infinite, and one with the powers of a Silver? Abandoned and abused? Oh, a lovely addition to our strength, a lovely target.

Then, well...

You get attached sometimes.

Hope this suffices~

[@sonic-fankid-showdown][EDITING TO SPECIFY CANIS IS A SILVER THATS INFINITES KID. ITS AN AU THING. EXPLODES NOT A SHIP I PROMOSE]

[vtmgremlin]

Can I ask you to gush/rant/rave about your most favorite, and then your least favorite clans? Just totally go off. I live for it.

Oh!! Omg hello (sorry for the wait)

Gosh I wish I had more energy to answer this properly but I shall try lol (Read more to not clog mutuals dashes!)

I favorite has to be the Hecata (Specifically the Cappadocians, Harbingers, etc.) Love me the clan of death (save for....the Giovannis...looks at them from afar).

I just think their whole deal is so much more interesting (personally!) than most others. The fact that y'all are traversing past the shroud and can interact with the shadowlands and just...idk I find it so much more amazing than the board room meetings of the Ventrue's.

That being said my next top three are Ventrue, Lasombra and Gangrel LMFAO

Love the Ventrue because they are just the equivalent of wolves being domesticated into those little crusty white dogs. Fantastic, really. (Also they are awful in so many ways but so much of it is looked over because they are so BORING about it !!!! which is so slay honestly). Personally, to me, they are the more Yaoi Clan.

Lasombra because like come on ya know? Shadow Lords of the highest fuckery. You're telling me these guys get Oblivion (Obentenbration), Dominate, AND Potence???? So i'm just supposed to sit here and get my shit rocked, a'ight. (Also fully believe that the Oceans are a mirror of the Abyss, which is why they were saliors ye old ages ago. Something Something, they were called back to the sea....hmmm...)

GANGREL! I didn't care much about them before until I made my son Blake, and there is a good reason because they really got the fuckin' full fist : ( Like it feels as though everyone forgets about them, even their lore stated that they were meant for a greater purpose but...we shall never truly know. Not only that but in V5....? really?? you're going to make a beast man vampire and NOT give them the ability to use Shape of the Beast's Wrath??? Jail for a thousand years. Love them because a bit of bias now for sure, but also the way they view everything so so refreshing as well (Like the Hecata), so removed from the politics (in some cases). It feels like they see a bigger picture here, and yet they are called "cowards" for not getting involved. Like shit man, would you want to go help when an ANTEDILUVIAN is fully awake and going on a murder rampage?

Yeah, I really wouldn't either, honestly.

Least favorite...hmm...IDK! I truly do like all the clans for their own reason, I guess least though would maybe be Brujah? But that might also be a case like the Gangrel where they (writers) lost the plot a long time ago. Like the True Brujah, hell yeah, now we're talking. But Normmie Brujah are very one note and I think thats sad :,/

Personally, think that this could all be fixed if we BROUGHT BACK BLOODLINES INTO V5 but thats a talk for another time.....//flops around

Anyways, thank you again for the ask!!!! Very sweet of you ;; w;;)/ Hope that this suffices TT u TT

[miodiodavinci]

TIL there was an official zola manga?? Do you happen to have a link to an English translation? ;v; I tried googling but my skills were too weak hh. I would love to read it omg

ps. Also wanted to say I loooove your art and covers a bunch! Been lurking for many years but suffice to say I still get super excited when I see you post. Hope you have a great day :)

a a a a a thank you ! ! ! ! it's always great to hear from some fellow lurkers w

as for an english translation, i'm afraid i don't know if there is one yet ;; __ ;; i don't know if anyone has proper scans beyond the first chapter that i think?? was posted online by the author??? though i suppose if you manage to buy the ebook version you'd have that at least ksjhdflgkj

i'm honestly hoping someone goes through with making one someday ! ! ! especially now that the zolas have been revived ! ! !

[taylersketches]

Teeeeee! OMG! I miss you so much! How are you? Are you doing well? I hope you are doing well! 🥰💖

Btw, did you know that there is a Gojo Tamagotchi!????

My darling, I miss you, too, love! How have you been??💕 I've been so busy, and a little idk (sad??). It's my husband and my anniversary in 2 weeks and his boss is trying to send him on a business trip for a month which lands on our anniversary (even though my husband asked if he could switch with someone else) 😩 My husband offered to buy me a kitty sooner than planned to keep me conpany, but idk.

Other than that, I've been well! I made some bomb-ass cinnamon rolls for my husband's coworkers and they said they loved me (my husband told them a thank you would suffice 😂😂). My wrist kinda hurts, and honestly I'm so tired (but it might be from too much sleep because my sleep mask knocks me out like a brick). My goal is to go to bed earlier once my schedule calms down again, but also I have this OC character I really want to work on.

And I did know about the tamagotchi! There's these stores here that sells anime stuff, but it's extremely overpriced because they charge "tourist" tax. I really want one because I used to have a tamagotchi as a kid 😊

Anywho (sorry for the lengthy response 😅 it would seem staring at screens for 2 weeks has seriously limited any social interaction) I hope you've been well and had a lovely Halloween (if you celebrate) 💕 Mwah

[ch0cobros]

CHIIIEEEE!!! I adored the Ignis x Reader fic so much T^T as you know I’m madly in love with a certain blonde haired chocobo lover~ Can I request a little fic with the moment that Prompto realises he’s in love with the reader? ;)

A/N: Ask, and you shall receive. ;)Pairing: Prompto Argentum x ReaderWord Count: ~745

With the way the sunlight had hit yourfeatures, his heart stopped.

Your freckles, the hues of your eyes, and theway you smiled, it were as if everything that was right in the world hadwrapped themselves around his heart of gold, and grasped it tightly. He wasspeechless, staring at you through his camera’s viewfinder with a finger readyto press the shutter button.

Although with the way time had seeminglyslowed down, it did not register in his mind to actually do just that.

He watched you from where he stood a metreaway. He listened to you coo at the chocobo that had held your attention andaffections then, a form of a twinkle resting within your gaze as it ate thegreens from your hand. And when you did that little thing that you had donenumerous times before — the bit where you’d scrunch your nose just a tad,innocence writing itself all over your expression — Prompto could not stop hisown grin from escaping; his boyish charm making itself known to an extent.

Even though you had often called him a ball ofsunshine, he found that the true sun was no one otherthan the person who stood before him right there.

Then you turned your head and lookeddirectly into the camera, his stare meeting yours, but not quite. You werestill smiling, your expression nothing short of being free, and you were sayingsomething, though Astrals knew that he barely heard a thing. The gears in hismind were working, however, thinking and pondering, acknowledging thetenderness that had grown in his chest as for the first time ever, he thought,Gods, she is…

Adorable? Cute?Gorgeous? Beautiful?                                                          

All sorts of adjectives undoubtedly ranthrough that head of his, failing to find one that completely and utterly—

Perfect.

You were perfect, he thought.

“Prompto, are you even listening?”

Your question finally broke him from hisreverie, a small stammer leaving his lips upon the realisation that you wereindeed talking to him.

“H-huh? Oh, yeah, I’m listenin’,” he toldyou, “Hearing you loud and clear, Boss.”

You scoffed at his usual nickname for you,still not quite understanding as to why he had given it in the first place. Hementioned that it was because you always managed to drag him out and around andabout, and often had a habit of ‘ordering’ him to do something trivial (such asholding your grocery bags, he supposed), as if you were a leader to befollowed.

Truth be told, you weren’t giving himauthoritative instructions, you were… asking for help.

“Really?” You lifted a brow in amusement,“So what did I say?”

“You were telling me that the chocobolooked reeeeaaal cute and that…” He paused for a short moment as he raisedhis head slightly from behind the camera, pretending to recall what had beensaid a minute prior, “You wanted to take one home.”

You laughed, and it would have been a lieif he were to tell others that he did not want to hear it again.

“Prompto, I said that five minutes ago!”

Damn it, you caught onto him.

“You know, I’m pretty sure that you justsaid that.” He tried to ease the situation, to swerve out of the road toembarrassment. But with the gradual reddening of his cheeks, he knew that itwas simply too late to avoid the teasing that was bound to be of consequence.

Again, you laughed and, much to his heartthat could not be stilled, winked because you just knew. But somewhat provinghim wrong, you left it there and diverted your attention back to the brightchocobo, “I was just asking whether the photo looked nice.”

“Any photo that has you as the model,” ashe spoke, Prompto finally took the opportunity to actually snap a shot, “willalways look nice.”

You threw him a look, completed withsquinted eyes and the attempt to suppress a smile. “Flatterer.” You told him.

Another click of the shutter and he beamedat you as he brought the camera to his chest, “It’s called honesty!”

And honesty had gotten him so far that day,for as he continued to observe the way you bathed in the sun’s setting glow,unafraid to simply be yourself — especially around someone like him — he realisedthen that there was no running from the reality of him loving you.

[theshelbyclan]

Castle in the Sky

Summary: You’re the daydreaming sibling of the Shelby’s, but when the adventure spills over into real life, it’s not as great as you’d imagined

(Gif by @nofckingfighting​) A/N: A sweet anon requested: can I have request please Something like this Tommy was very protective over y/n and she gets hurt by one of the bad guys and sees blood on her face now all bruised but Tommy wants revenge Omg if you do so thank you so much for my request! ❤️ Huge fan of your works!This is set around season 1, back in the good old days when the only real enemy was Billy Kimber, remember those days? So easy… anyways, hope you like it J Words: 2933 ***

You were only nine when you started as a bookie’s runner for the Peaky Blinders. Nothing about this was special, half the kids of Small Heath worked for them, but there was just one difference: the Shelby’s were your brothers. It was a good job in many ways, because it meant not only being able to help your brothers, but people were inclined to give you a bit extra, just for being a Shelby. You imagined they thought it good luck.

“Y/N, take this to the other side of town, will you?” Tommy requested as he sat hunched over a newspaper. You protested a little, “Why me? I’ve done all of mine for today…” “This one’s extra, alright?” “Who is it?” you could never hide your inquisitive nature. But you only showed it around your brothers; to the rest of the world you were just quiet and practically invisible. He smirked slightly, “Someone who’ll pay up big. That’s why I need you to do it. Can’t trust any of the other kids not to steal…” “I have some homework to do, Tommy.” At thirteen, you were still at school, which was a minor miracle in Birmingham. “Tell you what: if you just do this one job, I’ll get you magazine you’ve been talking about, eh?” now he looked up and met your eyes. “Book, Tommy,” you smiled, “You might have heard of the concept? It’s a little like a magazine, a little like that newspaper, but with more pages? Some find it challenging, but once you get used to it…” “Alright, little miss know-it-all,” he grumbled without malice, “Go on, take the slip, make sure he bets all. Off with you. Stop outsmarting your old brother, eh?” He winked to make sure you were comfortable and you returned it with a big grin. “Where?” “Digbeth,” Tommy’s nose was back in the newspaper, “behind the Golden Dragon.” ***

As you were walking through the streets of Small Heath on your way to Digbeth, you were daydreaming. In a way it was strange just how different you were from your brothers, because the entire Shelby clan was very realistic, trying to make their way in this hard world, where you would rather pretend all day you were the main character in some story. The books you read, it was all an escape to you. So while you were walking, the people and factories disappeared. In your head, you were walking through the woods, on a secret mission that your king gave you. With the top-priority letter in your pocket, you remembered what he’d told you before you left: “If you get caught, eat the letter. If they capture you, make sure to be brave and never divulge its contents to anyone. And if all else fails, you must make the ultimate sacrifice. But remember, you have to memorize the contents of the letter first…” Wouldn’t it just be easier to memorize it now and destroy the letter immediately? You pondered on the matter… In the distance, you could see the mountains and the towers of another kingdom, and you knew your enemies were near. Without anyone noticing, you put a hand to your pocket and could feel the reassuring rustling of paper underneath your fingers: the letter was still there. If it would come to a fight, how would you go about it? If there were just one man, the small dagger in your boots would suffice. If it were two, you’d distract one, maybe by throwing the veil you were wearing, quickly turning around to kill the other and then back to the first one before he had time to recover. If there were more than three, you’d run, because you were the fastest after all. You’d get to higher ground and attack them from there, like a deadly shadow they could never see coming. As you smiled to yourself, you left the daydream for a short moment. You looked down and saw the muddy shoes you were wearing, marching through Birmingham mud. In the distance, all you saw was smoke and factory pipes. But it was honestly all you needed: your imagination did the rest. The real world barged in when you delivered the slip in Digbeth. Everything went smoothly at first. Your big brown eyes persuaded him to indeed bet big, and you were quite satisfied with yourself, knowing Tommy would be too. But you still had to walk back with a lot of money now in your pocket.

*** Almost home, there were only a few streets to go. Your head was back in the clouds and this time you were imagining you were a spy during the war. Silently, you moved through the streets, making yourself invisible and pretending every man wearing a hat was the enemy. So each time you saw one, you changed directions or hid for a second. It was a fun game, until you realised the enemy wasn’t wearing a hat. “Now, what’s a pretty girl like you doing on the streets, all by herself?” A man with a heavy Cockney accent popped up next to you and your heart nearly jumped out of your chest. You opened your mouth to reply, but no words came out. In your dreams, you always knew what to say, but in reality it wasn’t so easy. The man approached you and you noticed he’d cut you off from your one exit out of the alley, “It’s Y/N Shelby, isn’t it,” he grinned. “No,” you managed to say, “you got the wrong girl.” He grinned again, “Nice try, sweetheart. We’ve seen you at the Garrison. They don’t allow little girls at the pub, unless they’re a Shelby.” This was all true. You felt your hands getting clammy. “Tommy sent you, didn’t he?” Again, you tried to remember what the hero in your stories would do. She’d run, climb the building and then throw a knife right between the eyes of the man. Or she’d say something clever, just to distract him, and then turn around and escape when he least expected it. He took another few steps forward and you could smell him now, a smell of strange smoke and the river, “Do you know who I am?” Nailed to the ground, you shook your head. “I work for Mr. Billy Kimber. Ever heard of him?” You turned to see if you could escape, but then realised the other side of the alley was blocked by two more men. Neither of them were wearing hats. Cold sweat of fear ran down your back. The man in front of you started laughing, “There’s no running, sweetheart. Just give it to me.” At once you realised he was referring to the money in your pocket, but for Tommy’s sake, you wanted at least to try to be brave, “I don’t have anything.” He sighed, “Don’t play with me. I’m not the kind of man to play with, and neither is Mr. Kimber,” his voice was suddenly low and menacing, “Your brother thought he could, thought he would get away with fixing a race, he did, and now he’s going to be put against the post and shot. Don’t think I won’t do the same to you.” You gulped, but still thought of Tommy’s disappointment in you when he would find out you’d been a coward. So you took a deep breath and said softly, “It’s not yours. This money is ours. You can tell Mr. Kimber to go fuck himself!” It didn’t come out as strongly as you’d hoped. Like a crack of thunder, he swiftly slapped you across the face with the back of his hand. All the air was knocked out of your lungs in a second and you stood gasping for air, as you felt some blood trickling down your chin. “Give me the money,” he demanded again. And then, like your heroes, you pretended to reach for it in your pocket. Suddenly, you turned around and started running into the other direction, hoping to slip past the two men before they could stop you. But it didn’t work. One grabbed your arm and when you tried to push him away, he punched you hard. All strength left you in an instant. The second one started fumbling in your pockets and instinctively you kicked him, which earned you another blow to the head. More punches followed and your head was spinning. As you looked up to the sky, you remembered wanting to get back home, to your castle, where all was well and safe.  In the end, they left you on the ground and the money was gone. Your last thought was: Tommy is going to be so embarrassed. 

*** “Y/N?” You opened your eyes, but couldn’t see for a moment. “Y/N,” the familiar voice repeated, “Come on, yes, let’s get you home. Polly, Polly will know what to do, yes…” Strong arms lifted you up and rocking with his familiar limp, Curly carried you back to Watery Lane. When he’d taken you into the kitchen, Aunt Polly flew to your side in seconds, asking, “What’s happened?” Uncertainly, Curly explained and as he did, he started to become upset over your state. That’s when Tommy came in and started to calm him, while keeping an eye on you all the time. “Sweetheart,” Aunt Polly had taken a cold cloth to the cut in your lip, “Wake up… Come back to us…” Again you tried opening you eyes and you finally managed this time. But all your concern was with Curly, who was still anxiously fidgeting with his cap in hand. “Don’t worry, Curly,” you croaked, “I’m alright now. You did good, carrying me here.” “Polly will know what to do…” he kept on repeating. Tommy put a hand on his shoulder and it had an immediate calming effect, “It’s alright, Curly, go back to Charlie, eh? We’ll take care of her now.” Before he left, you said to him, “Curly? I’ll stop by tomorrow, see about that beautiful horse of yours, alright?” That put an immediate smile on his face, “Yes, she’s a beauty, alright… And she needs her princess to ride her! Back to that castle in the sky…yes…” When he’d gone, you lowered your head again and sighed deeply. Carefully, you felt your face and only then realised how awful you must look. “Who did this,” Tommy demanded at once. Polly glared daggers at him, “You did, I presume?” “Me?” “I told you again and again not to use the little ones to run errands. Sending them across half of Birmingham with money in their pockets, and look what happens!” For a moment, Tommy seemed to be speechless. Then he protested, “They’re invisible, Pol. Nobody knows they’re carrying anything.” “This one did,” you interjected, “because he knew who I was.” “How?” “Said he was with Kimber,” you whispered as the memories came back to you, “said he’d put me up against a post and he’d shoot me, like he’d do with you…” In a sudden fit of rage, Tommy grabbed a chair and flung it across the room. Polly snarled at the gesture and then turned to you, “Stay here. This cloth is cold, keep it against your eye, or it’ll turn black in half an hour, and I can’t take you to church looking like that. I just need to have a word with your brother.” You took the cloth and didn’t dare to look at Tommy, who was now being taken away by his aunt like he was ten years old again and in trouble. Aunt Polly closed the door behind her, but you still tried to hear as much as you could. Most of it was lost, but when they started shouting you heard bits like “putting your little sister in danger!” and “this is Billy fucking Kimber, Thomas” and “family first”. At first Tommy protested with “I didn’t know they knew her” and “Kimber is getting weak”, but eventually he shouted out in defeat, “I fucked up, alright? I’ll fix it. I promise.” When they came back, Tommy looked like a dog that’d just been kicked. So he retreated into a corner and started smoking, still sulking a little. Aunt Polly lifted your head up by placing a finger under your chin, “You won’t look pretty for a week, but it’ll heal.” You shrugged, not caring about being pretty at all, and muttered, “I feel like an idiot…” “Why?” your aunt demanded, “because big men decided to go after a small girl?” Tears started forming in the corners of your eyes, as you admitted, “Because I wanted to be brave! In my stories I’m pretty and strong and the hero, but in reality I’m just like a mouse. No one notices me and I’m useless…” “Sweetheart,” Polly softened her voice and crouched down next to you, “Just because you can’t fight like Arthur or John can, doesn’t make you useless. We’re all stuck here, in Small Heath, and there’s nothing pretty about that. But you reading all those books? That’s what’s going to make this easier. You can pretend, and that’s worth more than you’ll ever realise.” You smiled back at your aunt, who always knew what to say to make you feel better. “I’m off to the chemist to get you some powder against the pain,” she kissed the top of your head, “I’ll be right back, love.” After she’d gone as well, you sighed again and dropped the cloth. Her words mattered, of course they did, but it didn’t change the fact that you weren’t happy with yourself at all. For starters, you still couldn’t bear looking at Tommy. “Y/N,” he grumbled, which convinced you even more he was angry and disappointed, “Tell me what they looked like.” “They didn’t wear hats…” Impatiently he waved a hand, “Apart from that. What else?” “I don’t know,” you shrugged, “it all happened fast, Tommy. They had that accent that Kimber has as well.” “Fucking Cockneys…” your brother breathed. “Tommy?” you tried carefully, “I’m so sorry, but I lost the money. I tried to keep it. When they asked I told them to fuck off and then I tried to run and even fight, but they still took it. I’m so sorry…” He held up a hand to silence you and locked eyes with you, “You told them to fuck off?” “Yes, but it didn’t help…” “You actually told them to fuck off?” he frowned, “Usually you’re too shy to even say anything to strangers…” “I was angry,” you explained, “and I didn’t want to disappoint you.”

Tommy walked over to you and much to your surprise, he was smirking, “So you told them to go fuck themselves, and then you fought them?” “Yes?” “Did you hit any of them?” You thought about it for a second, “I think I kicked one in the balls and hit the other in the face.” His grin grew even wider and he mumbled to himself, “Wait ‘till I tell Arthur about this…” “Why?” you protested, “So he can laugh at me as well?” “No, sweetheart, he’ll be the proudest brother ever. His little sister, who everyone thinks is a little mouse too scared to do anything? She fucking hit a grown man and told them to go fuck themselves. Now that’s a hero in my book!” His laugh was contagious and you had to join in. But soon you became uncertain again and asked, “Are you not upset I lost the money?” “The money’s not important,” his face grew serious again in an instant, “but you are.” “Really?” you whispered. “Yes,” he took your face in his hands, “Listen, Y/N, this is what’s going to happen: Billy Kimber threatened my little sister, so I’m going to put himup against the post, and shoot him.” “And then what?” “Well, what usually happens in your books? Maybe I could learn something from them, eh?” A warm feeling of being appreciated for who you were came over you, “You’d take his kingdom and his skull would be put up on the gates, as a warning for all future enemies.” “That’s fucking dark,” Tommy raised one eyebrow, “But I like it.” “Me too…” you smiled at your brother. “I mean it though, Y/N. Kimber touched you, so I’m going to shoot the bastard. I won’t let anyone fucking go near you again.” And just like that, you felt safe enough again to continue dreaming. *** A few weeks later, everything had turned to chaos, both in the Shelby household as in the whole of Birmingham. Tommy didn’t speak to anyone of what happened to you, he hadn’t even apologized, but he wasn’t like that. He told you he’d fix it, promised you revenge, and that was even better. When the men were counting minutes in front of the Garrison and Billy Kimber’s army arrived, you were sitting at home with a book. You couldn’t really concentrate, because you knew there were too many of them. You pretended some angel would appear to save them all. There’d have to be no bloodshed, because this angel would be on your brothers’ side. That angel came in the form of your older sister Ada. She’d always had flair. In the end, only two bullets were fired. You listened to them both. One killed Danny Whizz-bang. The other killed Billy Kimber. Nobody knew, but as Tommy fired, he didn’t have business on his mind.

As he aimed, he saw his little sister’s face, all bruised and battered.

He whispered, “for Y/N,” and shot.

Bang.

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ive subscribed to your ao3 so i get a notif when you start posting. i have a feeling that im not the only person who's done this.

In lights camara action, what was Hob's First Role - not with Dream, in general. as a brand new fresh faced thirty something, how do you see him starting out in professional acting?

and does he have any pets?

what 🥺 omg 🥺 thats so sweet thank you ! im sincerely hoping to get a good chunk of the actors au churned out before the end of the year. otherwise i have a few smaller ficlets that could suffice if ever im not ready to post that yet !

Hob's first acting role was for one of his student's thesis films. Hob's first professional acting role was a period film. I haven't figured it out specifically what period in history it is (or honestly... what the movie is about) but Hob, being a history professor before he was an actor, is drawn to period films. Of course with his "timelessly beautiful" face, he's pretty much a period piece chameleon.

Hob doesn't have pets! Instead, he volunteers his time at the animal shelter and sometimes fosters a few of them in between filming his movies.