#i keep trying and theyre not riping!!!!

[vampistol]

Me sober: :)

Me drunk: if i dont dont bite something or someone in .04 seconds im going to combust

[rafeandonlyrafe]

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words: 700

warnings: 18+ only, smut, established relationship (theyre married), age gap (rafe is late 30s reader is 23), breeding, pregnancy kink, p in v sex, unprotected sex, rafe counts reader down to orgasm

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“my pretty little wife, supposed to give me a baby.” rafe grunts, his hips slamming forward into you, making your eyes roll back in your head.

“supposed to give me an heir. someone to take over.” he grunts, pressing your body further into the mattress, not caring about his weight holding you down.

rafe was a sweet lover, at first. before you married, he was gentle and soft, treating you like you were a breakable thing. it all changed on your wedding night when he switched from treating you like glass to like a toy, ready and willing to be fucked as hard as he wanted to that day.

it's been three months since your wedding night, and your stomach remains just as flat. he expected you to swell up with a baby instantly, give him someone to take over as he moves into his older years. someone to continue the family business, to carry on the cameron name in the outer banks.

“gonna get you fucking pregnant this time, i swear.” rafe mutters, your legs tightly wrapped around his waist, as if he would dare to pull out. “gonna flood you with my cum.”

“i want it rafe.” you moan with every thrust, clenching your cunt around his fat cock. 

you knew what was expected of you when rafe began his relationship with you. he's in his late 30s, still fertile but getting up in age, while you are at the ripe breedable age of 23. some people looked down on you because of the age gap, but you couldn't care less.

“gonna give you a baby rafe. give it to me.” you moan, moving your hips in time with his thrusts, wanting to feel his warmth spreading inside of you.

“gonna look so good with your tummy all swelled up with my kid.” rafe says, his lips moving to yours, taking your mouth in a dominant kiss. 

he moves a hand to your pussy, his thumb rubbing over your clit, massaging it. “i-i can't.” you gasp out.

“you can, baby.” rafe says. “come on, need you to cum for me too. together, okay?”

“it's too much.” you whine. it's been constant sex. rafe felt the pressure to get you pregnant and has kept you on his cock all day and night.

“im gonna count you down baby.” rafe says, pressing his lips against your jaw and cheeks, your mouth slackened open, breathy pants and moans coming out. “gonna count us down.”

rafes thumb flicks over your clit, not managing to be gentle. “5…”

you squeeze your eyes shut, trying to force yourself to relax and let your orgasm come, but you're wound so tightly.

“4…” rafe continues, his hips moving at a blistering pace.

“3…” you feel your orgasm building, your body responding to his needs, not caring what you want, just focusing on your husband.

“2…” you let out a shout, back arching off the bed as rafe pushes his cock through your clenching muscles, forcing himself as deep in as he possibly can.

“1!” rafe finally shouts, his cock immediately spurting inside of you as your orgasm hits, your entire body quivering and shaking as your high works over your body, legs locked around his hips as you angle yours up, keeping the cum inside of you, even as he pulls out.

“shh, good girl.” rafe mutters when you whine, his fingers pushing into your hole, clogging you full again.

“just gonna keep my fingers in for a bit. you're okay though.” he says calmly as you breathe deeply, exhaustion taking over.

“‘m tired.” you hum, looking to rafe. it's only midday, but you were up half the night riding rafe.

“go to sleep, my beautiful wife.” rafe says, kissing your cheeks as he moves to the side to lay against the bed, keeping his fingers plugging your cunt.

you close your eyes, nuzzling into his side with a yawn. “rafe?” you ask softly.

“what is it baby?”

you blink your eyes open, looking into his beautiful blue ones. “I think it took this time.”

rafe smiles, knowing you want to be pregnant just as much as he wants to breed you. “i think so too baby.”

[where-does-the-heart-lie]

totally forgot what you think of shippy stuff but im gonna ask you anyway !!! do u think sabo n law would be friends ??! more than that ?! cause they have like . . . one arc together plus stampede and they dont seem to hate each other so !! im curious of your thoughts 🎤

Their dynamic for me is kinda just like “this guy is my little brother’s friend” kind of feel and thats really it for me. Like ifykyk what that dynamic is but for me they just,,,, theyre too similar to eachother to be much more than that in my opinion. I feel like Sabo naturally drifts to people who are very different than him, if that makes sense.

I think all the ship art I’ve seen of them is really funny though. Like they have a lot of comedic potential, I love people putting Law in Situations and that man is just doomed to be the StraightMan for the rest of his unintentionally sexy life.

And also like, to get into law’s world you really have to push and shove and claw your way in there, and Sabo is way too busy trying to get tf outta wherever he is to do that for law.

Now that im thinking about it though, i wish we knew how sabo and ace met. Cuz like luffy really had to push and shove and claw his way into Ace’s life, so i wonder if sabo had to do the same. Thats really besides the point though because i wouldnt really compare Sabo being completely alone and friendless when he was 5 and trying to find even a single friend in Ace, to Sabo in his adult years who grew up without a single memory of being alone and being constantly surrounded by people who love him.

Sabo isnt like Luffy is with making friends. Luffy has had multiple points in his life where hes had to really force people into friendship to have someone, anyone, in his life. This naturally is because he hates being alone, mostly stemming from just truly no one being there for him to connect with. He’s been woefully devoid of peers in his life. So for Luffy, having to brute force his way into people’s lives is just par for the course for him, which of course is how he became Law’s friend (self proclaimed)

But Sabo, with how he was raised post amnesia, he was never lonely. So in my opinion he wouldnt really have that drive to force his way into people’s lives like his little brother does. He wouldnt have that insecurity that Luffy has/had to make him like that.

And Law….. he’s had everyone he’s ever loved ripped away from him time and time again. To say being Law’s friend is extremely fucking hard is an understatement to say the extreme least. Sabo is also not the kind of guy to do things for people. Like for example Bartolomeo drowning in the colosseum as sabo destroyed the arena and just telling him “youre a man, do it yourself.” And then two seconds later to his woman friend he’s like “since when can you not take care of things yourself?” Like he’s very You Gotta Meet Him Halfway If Youre Gonna Meet Him At All. (‘Woman friend’ being koala, of course, but i just wanna emphasize those two points because truly it doesnt matter what your gender is or even if youre a close friend, that ‘do it yourself’ is rated E for Everybody)

Law needs to be broken in with a semi truck to be his friend, not even mentioning trying to be his lover and i really dont think sabo would put in the effort to do either of those things. I honestly think law shouldn’t be in any romantic relationship for a very long time because of how unbelievably traumatized and broken and ruined he is especially with certain recent events. So i really have a hard time shipping him with anyone even though theres lots of characters ripe for the picking.

TDLR: in my eyes, neither of them would put in the effort of trying to be anything with eachother and are kinda just on good terms because of a mutual friend.

By Every Means Necessary though, please keep shipping them and drawing ship art of them, i feel like the stuff i see with them is so creative and i encourage you to keep drawing those tragic men making out.

If you have any other thoughts or any ship/friendship propaganda for me though lmk please. This is kinda one of those ships where i really dont much understand it beyond The Bit. I’m just not the kind of person to really like ships without seeing a direct and canon dynamic between them I can pull from. Like even if its a negative dynamic i can still get into it but like these two truly have Nothing. So by all means, help me understand.

Thank you for coming my ted talk and thank you for the question, i really had to think hard about this and it was a lot of fun coming to the conclusion i came to.

[skybristle]

Someone somewhere is evil, why, how

Was it maw?? Idk I got bad memory

Explain

I will be watching

rbs > likes

I hesitate to call anyone evil because they all just kinda have their own crazy interlocking mental illnesses that drive them to do terrible things to and with eachother. that said. YEAH MAW IS. I could argue Starlight is the main perpetrator becayse maw wouldn't have hurt another iterator without her influence butttt you asked about maw so I will respond.

maw, even for an iterator, has a hell of a God complex going on. immense greed and solitude driving her to maintain the cult of her colony. she was actually a very generous god, if ruthless, but Hella xenophobic to both other iterators whom she considered lowly in comparison to her divine splendor and also anyone trying to immigrate into her colony as it upsets her sense of control.

this is. uhm. kind of a problem since around when she's built is when the great equalizer really hits full force and ancient kind is scrambling for any space avaliable. ash is a clusterfuck ATM, sparks is full, and maw has used her puppet admin to close immigration. and their group is fairly isolated. so. like. yikes ! they start scrambling for space on sparks and keep building on top of her, and at some point have to expand horizontally and extend her structure. sounds cool! except when you consider theyre doing the construction while she's fully awake, the extra processing power is overclocking and overstimulating the shit out of her, all while she's trying to tend to a mega colony. it's fucking hell and she begs ash to do something to get maw to share the burden, anything to make it stop. and. hold on I wrote a broadcast abt this

so maw basically says "L get fucked" because she refuses to submit to lower gods who can't even control their people. this kind of is the root of all of sparks trauma and hrr eventual actions against her and ash but this is abt maw.

after mass ascension... she kinda has a crisis because. no worshippers! so naturally she creates purposed organisms to inhabit her can. however it eventually goes arwy and they start ripping eachother apart. and maw just finds this cathartic and is like 'oh really? let me show you real carnage' and just keeps bioengineering more insane shit. in her own little bubble ignoring everyone 'below her' for a very long time. hypocritically she also fucking hates sparks soo much for her false seniority and her superior power [from the expansion maw directly caused....] and other things but. that doesn't really matter until later and sparks is terrified of her so they don't interact.

this is a side point but the gladiator campaign happens somewhere around here. Hella busted slugcat in her brutal can who must impress her to escape. they end up 'fightinf' her [trying to survive her boss fight long enough] and they're the one to bite and break her antenna LOL

until.... overseers of pale pink manage to squeeze through her can, and, eventually, Starlight reaches her and speaks of her [and whispers] work to get them off the string. u see maw wouldn't care but both of them are soo vulnerable and just ripe for the taking! and God is she desperate to fufill her complex. they mainly want her help for the ability to bioengineering to break iterator internals, most primarily the arm to free the puppet. so maw makes them kneel and beg for divine aid [or starlight anyways. yes it is as homoerotic as you imagine]. they kind of drive whispers away and just loop into eachothers worst desires. driving starlight deeper into her irrational and desperate impulses and maw deeper into violence and wrath rather than godlike benevolence. maw basically loaded starlights gun and gave her threats to remove herself from her structure credence.

so eventually they turn on whispers, who's fallen out of use to them and is already growing more fearful and growing wise. the final catalyst is them spotting colorburst being sent to ash as an attempt to wake him and invoke his seniority to stop them by whispers.

maw sends the purposed organisms she designed to whispers can and they rip their puppet free. against their will. but they get the chance for one final scream, an emergency broadcast that becomes complete pandemonium for their group...

anddd I'll cut it there. more questions r welcome but this post is getting Hella long

[impishcyber]

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞... 𝐈 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞?

Jigen Daisuke x Fem! Reader

Cw: mayhaps a bit of an ooc Jigen| age gap (reader is around 25 while jigen is supposedly late 30s)| humping| reader being way too much of a brat| brat tamer jigen| semi exhibition?| Fingering (receiving)| VnP penetration| degradation| bondage with unconventional items| and as always Unedited

A/N: this man is the bane of my existence since the ripe age of 9. I watched this show on a children's tv channel. I know nobody will care ab this, but doing this to heal my horny soul. This has been written truly for my guilty pleasure of old men. Can this be considered as a fic? Idfk i never figured out how this works

Additional: Credits to @Dali91 on character ai, after fucking around in there i was able to come up with this lmfao, for anyone who wants to use it heres the link:

https://beta.character.ai/chat?char=h0rLehid-dfaBpz8Xx6Aa8G1bv1MydYKtGIxdRQ5ZdU

You were an intel of sorts.. you gather information and sell it to the others for a large amount of money. Somehow, you managed to tangle yourself with Lupin and his one of the many of his shenanigans

So now you find yourself in an office room with large windows that have the full beautiful view of the city, with the most annoying gunman known in earth.

Jigen was on the other side of the room, feet on the very same table and just keept smoking while keeping a lookout with his sniper resting low on the window

When lupin grouped you together he keept grumbling about having to work with you, and now he still doesnt seem to like you..

"So whats your deal huh? What did i do to you??" You ask as you try to make him look at you in the eye, his feroda making it impossible to even make out his features

"What do you mean.." he grumbled as now he crossed his arms like a fussy child, still avoiding eye contact.

"You quite literally said 'Women are all the same, theyre all trouble', what did you excatly mean by that huh?" You march towards the chair he was sitting on with hands on your hips

"All the women ive met are full of trouble.." he grumbles as he turns his body to the other side completely avoiding you

You huff and sit on the table, while you rest tour hands on the table you lower to almost his head level "And what are you then, a misogynist?" you giggle out as you see quite literally his body go rigid

"What? No! Its just my personal policy.." he yelps out as he tries to get out of the situation he roped himself in and failing

You make an unamused smile as you raise your eyebrow and cross your arms "So you are a misogynist.."

"No, and stop putting words in my mouth!" He yells out as he grumbles about how annoying you are and starts looking through the scope of the sniper

There is a beat of a silence before you get an idea how to annoy the old man even more. You jump off of the table and start looking out of the window with a neutral face, then the expression truns into a concentrated one as you then gasp in faux shock

"Hey are you seeing this? What is that?" You tap on the glass of the wide window as you catch Jigen's attention "Wha- where, what do you mean.." he picks up the rifle and turns to look at where youre pointing

"Riiiiight.... There!" You snatch his hat as you take a few steps backwards giving him time to react to what just happened

"Hey wha- What the hell are you doing!?" He raises up from the spot he took hours ago as he pulls out his hand towars you "Give that back!"

"Ah so thats what you look like! Not bad old man youre quite handsome~" you wink as you take a few more steps back and make a run for it throughout the door of the meeting office you both occupied

"Get back here! This isnt funny we have a job to do!" You hear him yell on the ither end of the corridor as you run through it, opening a random office door and then as soon as you try to close it, Jigen blocks it

"Alright you brat.. no more games. we've got a job to do.. give. me. that. hat..." he heaves as he blocks out your only escape, as he slowly walks into the room

"Well you know what they say old man.. you gotta catch me first!" You laugh out as you circle a big mahogany office table, trying to avoid him. You dart from left to right, not allowing Jigen to grab onto anything of you

You book it to the left as he starts circling the table on your right but you fail to realize how close he was, because he then grabs onto the belt loops of your jeans trying to pull you towards him and you both fall on the ground

You try to push him away with you left hand, blocking his face while your right one has the hat away from him, your knees on his stomach trying to give you some sort of a space away from him but it only allowed him to part your legs to get closer to your upper body, sitting on his knees while now your thighs are over his

He then catches both of your wrists with his right arm while his left one on the side of your head for support. You grunt out in frustration as now you plant both of your feet on the ground, pushing forward with your hip to try and trample him off of you

"Get off of me!" You push forward but to no avail, though the friction of your jeans and his hips humping into you causes your breath to waver and your heartbeat to speed up. Jigen snatches his feroda away from you and puts it on his head before grinning down on you as he sat on his knees "Not fair dude!"

You try and push forward, but with the compromising position and proximity, it only causes your core to rub against your jeans and his slacks and forming hard-on.

"Youre a brat you know that?" Jigen pants out as he leans down towards now even more friction between you, causing your cheeks to start warming up "The fuck is wrong with you we're supposed to do a job.."

It finally dawns upon you the situation you both are in, but you cant help being extremely turned on by this. The way both of your hips grind on eachother deliciously causes you to whine lowly. You look down where your hips colide to see the growing tent jigen has. You look up at him and clear your throat, you smirk a mischievous smile before you speak

"Well you're not that great either.."

You nod to where the problem is and he looks down to see his cock rock hard from the friction. He look up at you dangerously and be groans out before releasing your wrists and pulls you down even harder to where his hips are. That makes you gasp in arousal and shock as your eyes become as wide as saucer plates. The dudden friction causes to pull out an even louder whine, the heat now even hotter on your face.

"Is this what you really wanted you little fucking brat?" He grits between his teeth, a blush forming on his cheeks. You mewl in response as now the intention was purposeful, you rutt onto his hips, an airy giggle leaving your lips "Is that all you've got old man?"

Jigen becomes completely flustered by your actions, the man cant control his emotions anymore, arousal and fustration getting the best of him now as he leans close to your ear the low tone viberates your whole head as he speaks "You sure you want this? Once we start there's nothig thats going to stop me from teaching you a lesson that you'll never forget.. bratty little slut."

The grinding becomes unbearable as you throw your head back a fustrated moan leaving your lips "Please- please stop fucking teasing me- please fuuuuck-" your clit catches on the lining of the jeans that are mostlikely soaked by slick.

Jigen couldnt believe what was happening. You made him lose his composure and dignity, humping on you like a horny dog. His eyes darkened with lust as he humps on you even harder than before, your moans growing lowder echoing in the empty office as your eyes roll to the back of your head from the intense pleasure.

He couldn't handle it anymore, with a low groan he pushed you off on the floor, catching you by surprise. He angrily removes his belt as he then grabs you by your bicep pulling you up before pushing you towards the office table, your cheek mushing onto the surface as Jigen grabs both of your wrists from behind and ties them up with the belt. He leans down, taking your scent in, his hot breath fans out on your ear,

"You little fucking tease.." you shrudder at the words, you cant help but arch your back your ass sticking out even more, begging for some sort of an attention from him, not having enough of what happened before. You turn to face Jigen, a fake pout forming on your lips as your eyes cloud with lust "Come on~ i know you can do more than this"

Jigen then grips the back of your neck and pushed you down even more on the table, he comes behind you, grinding on your core

"You really, really know how to push someone's buttons.." you only smirk as you hump on his hard covered cock, driving the idea fully to the point

Jigen then releases his grip from your neck and wrists and backs away a little, he then undoes the belt around your wrists to tie it around your neck and then undoes his tie to bind your wrists. He leaves out a satisfied grunt only to undo your pants to pull them down, then a sharp smack on your behind directly on your covered pussy

You yelp out, Jigen then grabs the makeshift collar and pulls it, making you choke on it a little. He then falls on his knees and grips your hips, pulling them forward towards his face. He takes a strong inhale, taking in the scent of your arousal and covered pussy, that makes your whole spine shake with a new found feeling.

He gets up, chucking at your shocked face as you look at him from the side, then the shock completely wipes out to pain mixed with arousal as he gives your pussy another smack.

"Say one more thing and i will make you regret it" He then pulls your panties down revealing your soaked cunt and lowly whistling, he then rubs a finger to your cunt, the slick glimmering in the night. Jigen then brings it to his mouth, tasting your excitement and humming lowly with content.

"With how bitter you act, you sure do taste as sweet as honey"

"Then why dont you come and get a better taste?"

You wiggle out your ass, looking at Jigen in the eye before gasping as now another even harsher smack comes down directly on your naked pussy

"What did i say huh?" He pulls on the belt wrapped around your neck, pulling you off of the table making you choke as the belt digs into your neck deliciously

"Do i have to teach you how to behave you little brat?" He then lets go of the belt enough to make you fall on the table again, but doesnt let go fully of the belt his hand resting beside your head

"Maybe i should give you a lesson you will never forget.." he then smacks you another time on the pussy before plunging his middle finger and pointer inside your cunt, exploring the place

The movements leave you gasping for air. His long figers hitting the same spot over and over again. Fillthy sounds of your moaning and slick sounds of your cunt echo through the room as then Jigen pulls the leash again, lifting your face to be on his eye level.

He then circles your clit with his thumb, a smirk forming on his lips as your eyes roll back and your tongue rolls out like a panting dog, from extreme pleasure or suffocation neither of you know.

He then all together lets go of the leash and pulls his fingers out of you, putting both of them in his mouth, a guttural moan leaving his chest as he tastes you.

"Cant fucking get enough of this sweet pussy, though i have no patience to fully devour you tonight, we have a job to do afterall" with that he pulls his dress pants and boxers down, rubbing his tip on your pussy intentionally catching it on your clit making you shrudder.

He then lines his cock to your entrance and slowly sliding in only to slam his hips onto yours making you scream. He grabs on the leash pulling you close to his chest as his other hand circles around your stomach

"Don't you dare to fucking think for a second that im going to be nice about this. With all the stunt you fucking pulled you'll be glad that ill let you finish" his words drill into your head and it only makes you throb a louder moan escaping you as you turn your head to the side to look up at him

"Do your fucking worst, im into it" that makes him snap as he pins you on the table his hips snapping on to your even faster than before, all you can do is scream in full ecstasy from the intense pleasure.

You feel his pace waver, hes coming close but youre even closer as your leg starts to twitch and tears run down your face. Jigen then leans forward a hand goes down between your thighs and he starts to circle your clit, making you throw you head back and moan out his name

"That's it you fucking brat, this is what you wanted isnt it? To fuck you thoroughly so that the only thing you can think of is how my cock drills into your tight pussy? Come on now, cum on my cock you little slut"

And you do, a silent moan as then a groan pulls out of you, making you arch your back and your vision turns white. Jigen isnt far behind, he pulls out and cums all over your back and ass, as he heaves out in exhaustion

As you two catch your breaths Jigen pulls his pants on and removes both his belt and tie, putting them back on where they belonged, he then grabs tissue papers that were on the desk of the office and wipes all his cum off of you and helps you stand up.

He then pulls your panties and jeans up, making you look as presentable as you can be. He stops to look at your neck, a bruise forming because of the belt, he can only chuckle and leans down to kiss it better making butterflies swarm on your belly from the gentle act

"Hello? Hellooooo? Jigen buddy are you there??" Lupins voice suddenly breaks comfortable the silence through the walkie-talkie that Jigen had strappen on his pants, making you realize the situation that you two are in right now.

He scrambles to get the device, almost falling off of his hands multiple times before responding "Lupin! Whats the matter? Did you find what we were looking for" his out of breath response makes you giggle as Jigen gives you a teasing but warning look

"I sure did old friend! Though you've gotta tell me, what were those sounds coming off of your end? If it is what i think it is-" jigen doesnt let him finish as his face turns beet red

"Shut up! Were both coming downstairs now!"

Jigen then turns off the walkie-talkie as he looks at you and starts laughing out loud, making you break into a fit of airy giggles too

"Come on now brat, if hes done with the job that means cops are on their way... Can you walk or do i have to carry ya?" He smirks down at you, his handsome stare makes you fluster as you push him away and look the other way

"Shut the fuck up. Lets get this over with." "Whatever you say, brat."

Oh did you two have alot to answer for.

[i-eat-mold]

cw: IF YOU THINK IM COOL AND YOU WANT TO KEEP THINKING THAT WAY THEN JUST SCROLL AWAY!!!

Not to be whiny on main but here is my niche complain of the day. Can you imagine being a child and knowing, not just thinking, but knowing something is deeply wrong with you, with the way you feel emotions n others n such. You try to bring it up a couple times because this cant be how everyone else feels? They would act a lot different?? but adults and friends just laugh it off, so you asume thats just how everyone else feels and it just seems weirder to deal with to you, so you shut up, and you keep this little thing inside you, this little secret about being wrong, so so so wrong, you take care of it like a little pet and convince yourself to not think much of it. Then you read Sherlock Holmes for the first time, you watch House MD for the first time, both probably too young. People laugh at them, consider them exaggerations and assume that no person could actually feel and act like that, right? But you do. God, you do, and if you were to say that outloud, best case scenario would be for it to be taken as a joke. So you say nothing, and that little pet of messed-up-ness keeps barking inside of you. Every time a character that you relate to acts like such, it is met in the same way by everyone around you, and the thing behind your throat keeps growing and growing with every realization of just how wrong you were made. And then you casually end up on some internet forum, and there is a stranger stating, word for word, all the thoughts and feelings youve ever had, every bark that thing has thrown at you. Turns out, youre not messed up. At least, youre not the only one that is messed up. You read more and more about the people talking about this, who experience this, and it is a perfect representation of the conversation you have had countless times inside your head imagining how would you explain yourself to someone else if they ever dug deep enough to find out. Damn.

Now i understand this has been a common experience for many people who grew up undiagnosed with autism, adhd, or many other things. If you relate to this, yay! I hope this makes you feel a little less alone in your experiences, and you got this. Though this might get more specific now.

You have found people that are just like you. You dont know any of them, but it must be real, right? how else could someone write word for word the most specific thoughts youve had all your life like theyre telling you about their day? So you find out what it is. Its an actual thing! It exists! you can finally name your little pet, you can finally pet it and say "its ok, you exist, you are real." So its an actual thing, you tell yourself, an actual medical condition. So you go, dig into every book in every library about the topic, trying to see if you can find anything that might help you understand yourself more. But library after library, book after book all you find is a simple list of symptoms written in the most despective way possible and pages and pages of tips for people to get away from you. It explains over and over how you are a rapist, a delinquent, incapable of caring, and ultimately a person you must stay away from at all costs. At the ripe age of 14. So you shut up and you keep that weird little pet of messed-up-ness to yourself.

OK RANT OVER GO BACK TO THINKING IM COOL

[dykeslimecicle]

essay about your fav spiderman NOW!!!

EASY. my favorite spiderman is MILES MORALES!!! this will contain spoilers for the comics, ps4 game, and spiderverse films. ALSO! its been a hot minute since i read the miles morales ultimate spiderman comics so if i get something wrong feel free to correct me :3 i doubt anyone will because. people dont read comics much anymore but :33

miles morales is my favorite spiderman because god no one is going through it like him. if you have only seen him in itsv/atsv you would probably think oh yeah his uncle dying and then 2099 trying to make sure his dad dies is pretty fucked up. which it is!!! itsv!miles is consistently going through it. but when you compare him to the comics its like oh okay. they cut him some slack actually

in the comics, peter parker dies and miles morales becomes spiderman, similar to itsv. but miles is 13 when this happens. at the ripe age of 13 he is going through the average spiderman trauma. the worst in my opinion would be his relationship with his uncle aaron, which is NOT as happy and loving as they make it in itsv. in the comics, aaron finds out that he is spiderman, and then uses this against him. he forces him to do his dirty work, and take care of enemies hes made as the prowler. if miles refuses, aaron says he will tell his dad that hes spiderman.

side note: jeff morales is NOTHING like he is in the spiderverse films. he hates mutants, and assumes that spiderman must be some kind of mutant, therefore hates spiderman

anyways, miles and aarons relationship gets so strained that they end up getting into this huge fight. aarons weapons that he gets from the tinkerer end up short circuiting when miles shocks him, and aaron DIES. the thing is, miles doesnt know that his gear was faulty. so he is fully under the impression that he just KILLED his uncle.

more shit happens after this but im going to now talk about his NEXT most fucked thing ever. in the comics, venom is portrayed as an almost animalistic creature. he seems to be completely in control of eddie. and venom is completely obsessed with spiderman. i dont know exactly what their relationship is but venom has this strange primal urge to Find Him. so when peter parker dies, he finds miles. i cant remember exactly why, but he ends up in the hospital that rio morales works at. police are called into the hospital and since theyre fucking cops, start OPEN FIRING into this room full of patients and medical professionals. AND SHE IS SHOT AND DIES.

so at this point, 2/3 of miles’ close family members are dead. all he has is his dad, who hates spiderman.

then miles’ universe is attacked by galactus, who if you dont know is a giant planet eating alien. basically they are in an apocalyptic hell. and miles can only think about saving his dad. its all he cares about. his dad is the only person that matters in this moment. so he comes in through the window of their apartment, dressed as spiderman, and he says that they HAVE to get out of there. he HAS to keep him safe. it doesnt matter that hes spiderman anymore, his dad shouldnt care! the planet is being fucking eaten!!!! but jefferson morales immediately turns and runs the other way. and once galactus is defeated, miles cannot find him. the apartment is bare. his father is gone. he doesnt know if hes alive or dead.

miles has 0 family to take care of him. his only support system is ganke (his ‘guy in the chair’, his universe version of ned leeds basically) his girlfriend kate bishop, and his borderline parental polycule mj watson, gwen stacy, and spiderwoman. WHICH BTW. spiderwoman sees peter parker die, and immediately is so attached to miles. like that is her baby and she will NOT let anythint happen to him

his relationship with jessica drew is so damn important to me. because theyre both avengers and initially, she does Not want him there. she doesnt want to have to work with some kid, and she does not think the world needs another spiderman, i mean they have her right? later on though its revealed that she just really cared about peter parker and him dying absolutely destroyed her. she doesnt want the same thing to happen to miles. and after the galactus event, miles quits being spiderman. and she tries everything in her power to get him to come back. that is her son. sobbing

i would also like to mention that ganke is Very into miles. and everyone can tell. kate tells him. his dad tells him. its very obvious.

ANYWAYS. this is as far as ive read in the comics but holy SHIT man. that is a fucking ton to go through as a 13 year old!!! thats fucked up!!!!!! holy shit!!!!!!!!

and then in the insomniac game hes grown up. his father is dead. and his childhood best friend is a supervillain. i would HIGHLY recommend playing the game honestly it is amazing and i LOVE their version of the tinkerer.

another thing i love about miles morales is ganke. he hasnt really been fleshed out in the spiderverse films but he is so cool. in the insomniac game he creates an app that has people tell spiderman their problems and then he can go help them out. which is AWESOME because i love side quests. in the comics, miles goes to live with him after his dad leaves. and hes just so fucking kind. hes the only person miles tells hes spiderman and theyre just so close and it makes me smile hard.

the main reason i love miles morales so much is that my nephew loves him, he dressed up as him for halloween a couple years ago. so every time i see him i think about my nephew. hes my best friend man

uhmm if you made it this far thank you for listening to me being soooo autistic

[ethereal-forest-furry]

highbush blueberries covered in flowers.. i love them theyre so funky and silly looking and it makes me rlly happy. theyre like little bells

tip for growing blueberries!!! everyone says they need like super duper acidic soil to grow, which they do like, but it's not 100% necessary. what they rlly need is chelated iron (plus some other nutrients but iron is the most important here) which most plants can get by breaking down the iron in the soil through their roots. blueberries are rlly well adapted to acidic soil - and as part of that adaptation theyve lost the ability to break down iron because they rely on acids in the soil to do it for them. There is another way they can get it tho!!! remember when i said other plants break down iron?? if the blueberries can form a mycorrhizal relationship (plant equivalent of mutual aid networks. using fungi. literally my fav thing) then the surrounding plants can give their iron to the blueberries :3 grasses are the best at doing this, especially if you cut the grass occasionally bc it makes the roots die back a bit and release all their nutrients into the soil around the blueberries. im sure it helps that mine are next to a lot of old oaks and poplars that probably have loads of nutrients and connections to the whole forest by now

some ppl try to use various chemicals to grow blueberries, which i get but its harmful to the soil and just rlly expensive and unnecessary... all u need is grass/trees and fungi :3 just take care of the soil!!!

theres a bunch of these scattered around the garden and every year when they bloom you can hear the bees from a few feet away - so many different kinds of bumblebees, honeybees, mason bees, and all the others that idk bc im not a bee expert :P they LOVE blueberries fr if you like bees and yummy snacks (especially if ur in their native range) these are like the best thing to plant

last year the berries all got infected with some kinda fungus right before they turned ripe 3:< hoping that doesnt happen again. if anyone knows how to keep them safe pls lmk :3

[dateamonster]

ghvfjd i guess what im trying and failing to get at is in this worlds system humankind doesnt exist in the center of some heaven vs hell conflict because there is a LOT going on that just simply doesnt have anything to do with that. like why would i do another story solely about demons and angels fighting over the fate of humanity when its so much funnier to consider the implications of that conflict as just one tiny facet of a much larger paranormal clusterfuck. the vampires keep killing the humans before theyre ripe and ready for recruitment and the demons are getting PISSED.

[stag-bi]

started playing fallout 4 again (looks at my 1000+ hour total playtime on steam) and inevitably i started reading fo4 fanfiction again and now i cant stop thinking abt a fanfic idea where the Sole Survivor romances 2 of their companions at the same time, however, while theyre fine w Sole dating them both, they CANT STAND each other. but then they end up accidentally hanging out a lot due to being around Sole and his settlements, and slowly become friends and then lovers. all the while Sole is busy doing some unnecessary side quest w a platonic companion and occasionally pops in to try to keep track of the situation 😂

fallout 4 is so ripe for polyamory fics due to the fact that every romanceable npc is bisexual with no forced monogamy. u can just date like 7 ppl at once, and have them all live in the same place, w no in-game mechanic stopping u. tho some of them canonically fucking hate each others guts lmao theres so much metamour-drama fanfic potential

[peaterookie]

Lupin III Chapter 39 Review

I had this thing going on in a discord server where I would try to cover every single lupin manga chapter every day (sometimes i take breaks)

It wasn't until now that i realized that it would be funny if i posted these on tumblr so here we go :) I'm too lazy to post all 38 chapters since who the hell would do that but if there's demand then sure

beware i am not normal this isn't a formal review by any standards

but lets get on with the chapter WOOOOOOO kid lupin is going to FUCK UP SOME SHIT!!! in this chapter he manages to fake his own disappearance to transport 7.2 billion dollars out of the city thats insane if you ask me

sorry to use the crusty english print but im not gonna translate one piece of text he enters the car of his subordinate and they drive back to his mansion, in which lupin decides to not work with the man anymore since hes too boring for him

Panel 1: "What's this?" "Your reward, ten thousand dollars." Panel 2: "You're done with me?" "Quite." Panel 3: "I told you when I met you..." Panel 4: "If you want to work for me, don't ask me questions." "Right.." honestly what a boyboss he was forced to be a crime employer at the ripe age of 15 then the dude gets sick of his attitude and decides to attack him!! he threatens lupin that hell call the cops about his status but lupin kills him!!

SLAY!!!

he is speaking facts dead men indeed dont talk meanwhile the police is like WHERE THE FUCK IS LUPIN then this lady is like we should save lupin since hes worth 7.2 billion dollar (holy shit thats a lot) then they're like ....stfu i wonder how much he is worth as an adult at this point it'd be funny if it decreased kid lupin does look more menacing than older lupin the woman then has a plan to capture lupin since shes also works for him as a ploy, she decides to drive lupin out of the mansion and try to find the 7.2 billion along with capturing him lupin finds out immediately but he still gets captured by the police who was following the lady honestly skill issue if you ask me

also this lady's boobs are astronomically big in this panel holy crap

also about the skill issue sorry i take it back lupin you're pretty cool

nevermind he is skill issue i bring back my previous statement

why does this keep happening anyways the police is like WHERE THE FUCK IS THE MONEY!?!?!? lupin points to the woman surprisingly and says that he slipped the map to the money in her the police end up undressing the woman (average cop behavior) and while theyre distracted lupin prepares this machine gun mcgee lookin' thing idk what it is sorry i may know i lot about lupin but i dont know a lot about guns

also that shot looks BADASS why is kid lupin so cool in addition these cops fucking suck dont they know that in the manga when lupin says something is somewhere he is indeed lying??? they should catch up more on my reviews then lupin reveals that the 7.2 billion is in this truck the ENTIRE TIME (it is filled with rocks as a trick)

you can actually see the truck somewhere in the earlier panels

i have a funny idea that monkey punch just smacked that truck in that panel which was previously empty to show like yeah im so smart see foreshadow mmm big brain anyways lupin drives???? the truck???????????? DOES HE HAVE A LICENSE????????????????? the answer is no. its always no. lupin gets away with the money, and the cops are tied up i guess? i dont think i get how that happened but it happened

And that's the end!

One day thing though i couldnt mention this in the middle of the review but i find the detective guy interesting

considering this was way before zenigata became lupin's archnemesis i wish this guy got more backstory n such bro had to deal with kid lupin back then thats a big deal!!! how did he get that job!!! was he the og zenigata before zenigata???????????? and it would be kinda cool if this guy ended up being zenigata's mentor or something idk just a fruit for thought i lowkey want more about him in lupin zero now, along with the maid in ch.38 and arsene lupin anyways next chapter is going to be HUGE IM SO EXCITED YOU WILL SEE WHY TOMORROW GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH

[thediaryofs0nic]

I'd like to write some of my thoughts from today. Why do my parents care so much about what happens between me and my boyfriend. They act like im dating as a 13 year old, im fucking 18. Let me and my own partner sleep in the same bed, stop being fucking weird about me having sex. Yall make me listen to it every other week and it's fucking weird. On top of that bs they also like to be randomly transphobic and homophobic out of the blue but no theyre not absolutely not. I wish my father wasn't so fucking weird about every fucking thing. Literally every day hes coming up to me and reading some shit thats either racist, homophobic, sexist, or just straight insensitive, whys he gotta be such an asshole. I just want to live and I dont want to talk about him because he doesn't respect me, he's always making me feel like the dumbest person in the fucking world with his man-splainy smart-ass attitude. I try to be considerate, I try to be generous, I try to stay out of his way but noooooo he wants to try and start shit every fucking day even with I haven't entertained it forever. I seriously don't have a single redeemable feature in my mind when describing him, I mean maybe MAYBE his knowledge of cars if he wasn't super fucking lazy. If im ever compared to him I will kill myself, ok a little far but serious he is the worst person ive met.

On another note, I just want to see my boyfriend and be our of this bullshit school. I might actually like school if I could focus but I'm always do 3 fucking things at once and can't give 100% of my attention at anything. I've been super fucking lazy when it comes to doing school work and I can't handle it. It's causing so much stress but I can't do it. I sit down and open an assignment and doing it is like torture, I literally keep getting distracted and I have to find ways to stimulate/quiet my brain enough to focus. I get the most work done when I'm sleep deprived or listening to ambience for fuck sake. I need to be diagnosed and medicated for depression and adhd but I cant handle my own problems, which, by the way, are all made up. I have to surround myself with things that give me a little bit of dopamine just to get by, masturbating every day multiple times, playing mindless video games, and spending hours on the internet because life is too hard to live. I can't handle this. I'm genuinely through with life because I don't quite see a point unless it's to have my one with my partner but that doesn't seem possible either. Fuck politicians, fuck religion, fuck my jackass father, fuck these homophobic nazi cunts, fuck the world. I want to live and express myself without having to worry about being ATTACKED AND KILLED IN THE STREET. The worst part is that I cant even trust the fucking POLICE to protect me. I feel more fear from looking at a police officer than I do looking at any suspicious looking criminal because at least its a 50% chance a suspicious person will have a gun but a 100% chance a police officer will and a 50% chance they'll try to kill me with or without it if they try to talk to me. I hate the world, I hate the government, I hate my father, i hate this cursed hell scape we live on. I am plagued by fear by simply existing. I can't see a shiny easy future for me. It won't be like that. I'll be stuck in this forever. I won't get out of this bullshit. We'll curse the world to melt into the sun without a piece of the human race having survived because of our own bullshit. I hate myself and I hate that I was ever born. Why did I have to ripe everyone into this shit.

[oswednesday]

chamuel has taken to screaming UNAUTHORIZED FUCKING THING while trying to turn me into a pile of ash cause i keep sneaking back into the garden but its not my fault theres a hole in the fence and the fruit and veg smell so good and the meat trees are ripe are they going to let it all go to waste theyre never going to eat all of that smh

[pinksnow]

Hi! I just want to say that I LOVE your Addison versions!!! Especially Yellow (what's his name anyway?), but as I noticed, he doesn't appear so often on this blog. I would be glad to see him more! And his LIGHTING >:)

Oh, and I just bow to you for the idea of their "superpowers" 0v0

*And also I'm scared of Pink 0_0*

kit and neumann epic lore post by mod pink

starting with this because the way you phrased them being tofether is so fucking funny. anyways

kit cannot get infected by any viruses or even get wormed! oh ho! his code is uh. a little fucked up. but hes like a second gen teetering on midgen for the 3rds so its FINE. hes like half worm but not insane. if you try to infect him he'll only really get like, some physical effects like if neumann tried to he'd only really have floating hearts/heart eyes and be ever so slightly more clingy for max 2 hours LOL

also yeah hes not related to anyone here they just found him also hes very stupid

lol so this is why his hair looks like that at the ripe age of 2 Hours Old he stuck his finger in a plugboy and got shocked this also fucked up more of his code. stupuid idiot. got electrocuted

a heem heem

neumann was part of spamtons og group he was tha ogpink. he advertised fuckin, dating sites n shit LOL

hes was at the time the only one remaining of the group that hadnt gotten wormed yet and he had to painstakingly watch spamton make friends with sierra as a fucked up coping mechanism for the loss of monecs(ogblue). its ok spamton saw sierra for sierra instead of a replacement after like a year lol. neumann is also the one that help spamton wit dates n shit after that year.

anyways im like what if 1stgens could like ""handle"" one overheat or two without worming but it could like snap at any moment since it breaks asnd fucks up their code so much which is why neumann suddenly wormed while out with spamton which was. very hard to do! finally getting to see him again then u explode. also yeah neumann was still around by the time spamton was a big shot

twlling spamton hes proud of him but he gets too emotional and the code finally breaks. but not like overheat emotional. like just being fucking normal like not extreme no crying or anything no struggles with words just very to the point but hes a first gen and hes not supposed to even be able to do that so um. oops

(spamton is a midgen so he can handle just. a bit more emotion than 1st gens which is why he isnt wormedsince we know hes very emotional but ykno. lol)

anwyays after all the spamton neo bullshit they drag tha worms home bc like. naur we arent leaving you down here isolated. im not fgoing into detail with that because thats not the point of this post andalso i dont want to rn LOL. after all hiding and being isolated for so many years theirlike stupid infect everyone and break stuff code has like. gone dormant.but they still all stay in the house never going out in fear of it like reactivating and instead focus on getting used to living with eachother. i like to think tha worms manage to get the worm aspect shoved out and gone completely w/ enough hard and persistent work. i mean theyre still a little crazy and unpredictable but like in a silly way not dangerous LOL worm power/magic used for funny japes and beating the shit out of werewerewirez

they probably eventually get over their fear of going out in public and start going out w/ the gang but eventually go out by themselves too. given they cant just be laid back n stuff bc theyhave to like. they like have to keep their worm stuff toned down. cant have floating hearts or glitches lol. probably wear baggy clothing w/ hoods when out as an extra precaution. but one day neumanns hood falls down while hes out in public and he freaks out but like. everyone around him are 3rd gens and theyre just like holy shit dude thats so cool are those hearts like a new accessory whered you get those. i mean theres stil those who know neumann as ILOVEYOU but eberyone else is like bro theyre cool now look at these cool floating hearts bro. tjats all i remember rn lol. have images

[denjisbf]

Random older! Hiro headcanons

Keep in mind that this is my interpretation of 18 y/o hiro! Pls bare in mind that its been ages since ive watched the series and as a trauma survivor i like incorporating my angst lol

Feel free to comment/request or reblog for more! Feedback is really important to me :)

TW: mentions of grief/death, loss of a family member and common mental health triggers

- appearance wise, i think Hiro would grow be 5'7-5'9 at the most, purely because i also hc Tadashi and their parents as pretty average height folks.

- he wouldnt have any facial hair except for the occasional mini mustache, purely because he thinks he doesnt looks good with facial hair.

- i also think he would go through phases of wanting to keep his hair shaggy and long and also wanting to cut it so its out of his eyes. I think as Hiro grows older he becomes a lot more aware of how he looks and eventually changes up his style to appear more presentable.

- emo ass hiro check❗❗i know his ass had a die hard MCR and Panic phase so i wouldnt put it past him to want snake bites or get his ears done. By the time hes 18 he'll have had small stretchers in his ears as well as industrial piercings on his left ear. Aunt Cas went with him to get the latter done.

- definitely paints his nails, though they're always chipped because he doesnt own a top coat and fiddles with his nails when hes nervous (which he is often)

- i also believe Hiro will dress a little like Tadashi, only because he was his only male role model for a while (hiro's pretty disillusioned amd doesnt fall for celeb influence that easily) but also because it makes him feel closer to his brother after his death.

- that means skinny jeans, vans and button-ups/t shirts onna daily basis but i hc that Hiro also indulges in more skater/indie/grunge aesthetics on a day out or when he feels particularly handsome.

- try picture hiro dressed as (phase 1/2) 2D from gorillaz lol, kinda like that! Wide cut jeans, scribbled-on vans and juvenile slogan shirts.

- Hiro definitely likes darker aesthetics. At home he often wears black, thinking he looks badass but really just looks emo lol

- moving on from appearances, Hiro loves indie music!

- lemon demon, girl in red, Mitski, Ricky Montgomery etc, though he still listens to bands like MCR, Oasis and Tally Hall.

- definitely has a secret love for nu metal. Idk i just see it in him. I can imagine him headbanging to slipknot on the shower lmaoo

- he has a secret playlist he listens to when the loss of his family is ripe in his mind. Its more ambient and sadder artists like flower face, nicole dollanganger and mother mother

- speaking of grief, tadashis death was a catalyst for hiro's now diagnosed depression. He takes a small dosage of anti depressants that help him with his productivity when hes particularly low.

- 18 year old hiro definitely has a sizable following on his socials, nothing in the 1000s but his Instagram has a good 900 followers.

- posts alot abt his friends and his projects and has recently learned how to take those really aesthetic looking blurry photos when he goes on walks or skates (yes my hiro is a skater boy)

- really embarrassed abt the fact he has a tik tok. His fyp is extremely funny but hella cursed. 100% on queer frog tiktok and thinks its straight tiktok lol

- OH YEA SPEAKING OF THE ALPHABET MAFIA,,,, yea hes bi 🤗🤗 its canon bro trust me

- HAS A FLAG ON HIS DESK!! Baymax embarrassed the FUCK outta him when he saw it (gave a whole speech abt acceptance and errything lord 😩)

- went to his first pride parade when he was 17 and a half, really enjoyed it but doesnt like going alone. It sucks bc he has a lot of internalized biphobia to get through before he can be trully out to himself.

- So far only Wasabi, aunt Cas and GoGo (because theyre all bi too lol) know. They bought hiro all his pride stuff ( to be exact he has a woven bi bracelet, a desk flag and some laces for his vans)

- also i think hiro alternates between they/them and he/him pronouns because he likes the sound of them, though he does identify with his bio sex (maybe gender diverse? Isogender? Idk maybe!)

[tigerdrop]

in lieu of doing more strenuous hand-based activities heres the Dogboy Gordon In Heat Megamix ive been talking about. i wrote this over the course of a couple months in an effort to feel okay about writing horny shit again and i only just realized there are nearly 6 thousand words here. and they only really fuck for like 10% of that

ta-dah

ive thought a lot about gordon being stuck back at gordonhouse after getting kicked out of barneyhouse. i think its ripe for a lot of pining. (and yes, he is pining over the guy hes actively banging. hes being a big mopey idiot over the fact that he doesnt get to have his fuckbuddy around 24/7.) absence makes the heart grow fonder or whatever and gordons already at a baseline of "wheres benrey. wheres benrey"......and now i am about to turn it up to 11

so lets say......gordons starting to feel weirdly under the weather. sweaty and irritable and tired. hes holing himself up in his room a lot, wrapping himself up in blankets to fight off a chill and a sniffliness that wont go away. and hes gettin awfully moody, too. real fuckin testy. starting shit with freemind for no reason and snapping at og gordon like hes a teenager. and......hes nesting, almost, or at least, gathering up a whole bunch of blankets and pillows and anything that smells vaguely like benrey. (hes not really aware hes doing this last thing.)

basically, long story short, feetman is fucked up. hes pathetic. hes being a huge bitch. at least og gordon feels vaguely sorry for him, and expresses this by way of observing him and trying to treat it. for science. its better than freemind, who just loudly complains about him being a huge bitch and reeking up the place. theres something weird coming from vr gordons corner of the house.....a musky, heady, hormonal kind of thing that makes freemind act simultaneously territorial and irritable and more lascivious than normal. and that also piques og gordons attention, because having both of them be wound up little freaks at the same time is enough to make even the most resilient person pull their hair out

now gordon primes got his suspicions as to whats going on, but hes not gonna tell vr gordon that he suspects hes going into heat. that would compromise the experiment, and all that. so poor gordons just going thru all this shit not knowing what in the fuck is wrong with him and getting more worked up and irritable about it by the day. hes convinced that hes just got the flu, or something......except, uh, haha, jesus christ he is horny all the FUCKING TIME

he doesnt get it! he feels like shit all the time, so why is he constantly fighting off boners and having weird wet dreams and thinking about-- well. his fucking boyfriend, he guesses. (are they boyfriends?? he doesnt know. he gets a weird, sharp pang when he thinks about them not being boyfriends, at this point, but its not like theyve ever talked about it!) gordons half-convinced that hes just losing his mind from being stuck inside all the time and he really just wants to see benrey again. its, like, all he thinks about. (see? hes losing it. theres the proof.)

the sucks thing for everybody else is that gordon is also Extremely Vocal about how shitty he feels and how much he wishes he didnt feel shitty so he could go see benrey and how much he cant stand benrey for not being able to read his mind and come over when he feels bad. eventually freemind gets so sick of his shit that he decides to cut out the middleman and get benrey involved directly. "come take care of your fucking dog before i call the aspca! animal neglect is a crime, asshole!"

(if pressed, freemind would adamantly reject the idea that hes being nice to gordon. but on some level, hes kinda sympathetic. the guys clearly miserable, and he just keeps asking for the same fucking thing. might as well humor him to shut him up.)

vr gordon is completely unaware of these machinations, however. hes just holed up in his room trying to work out what makes him feel better because, uhh, powerade isnt helping

jacking off doesnt do a whole lot for him anymore. like, it feels good, but its not very satisfying. gordon just ends up feeling more restless than anything afterward. and hes always stupid horny. more blankets. a box fan. less blankets. sleeping with one of benreys shirts pressed up to his face. grinding into his pillow when he wakes up hard from yet another weird dream. theyre all a little helpful, and he feels like hes working towards the right thing, somehow, but its never really enough to take the edge off

and then.....he tries......jerking off more. especially when he realizes that its bizarrely soothing to do so while he can smell benrey up close and personal on that stupid shirt of his. better still when he rolls onto his side.....and then his stomach.......rocking his hips into the mattress until he gets the idea to lift his hips a little. and......oh. cool. something kind of......clicks. in his head. as he raises his hips higher while he keeps his arms wrapped around a pillow and benreys shirt jammed against his nose. hes got that lil moment of realization that this is good, actually. this feels like a good move. and its making some of that discomfort melt away

and gordon thinks about.....how it felt. earlier. when they were with barmey. and benrey had him just like this, ass up, face down, and was spreading him apart and licking him open and making him submit and he groans so fucking hard that embarassment just rips through him like lightning. but his tail starting to wag a little faster.....electricity shooting through his belly......and he cant help but wonder. what if benrey had kept going? pulled back and-- maybe, replaced his tongue with his fingers, one at a time, curling them inside him and telling him how well hes behaving and-- and his dick throbs, hard, and gordon realizes he wants fingers inside of himself right fucking now, thank you, hes not fully certain how to accomplish it be he is going to fucking try

(sigh) so my guy figures out about the old fingers in the ass trick. and i need you to understand that i am fully convinced that this is one of those guys who has an uproarious reaction to getting fingers in his ass. mr repressed and uptight over here doesnt really get what the big deal is until he gets braver and pushes a little deeper and hes rock hard in an instant, goodbye, just like everybodys favorite creative writing exercise

and this is what he decides to do for a solid day or two without leaving his room, because, honestly, this is awesome. and the longer he spends jerking off the less time he spends stressing about the fact that his imaginations getting really vivid, here. sure, like, hes no stranger to weird dreams even before this, but this is the first time hes really letting his mind run wild and this dude is nonstop thinking about being bred and gordon still has no fucking idea that hes in heat. doesnt even occur to him

unfortunately this also does not solve his problems but at least it feels baller and it keeps him occupied. also, unfortunately, the increased rate of jerking off is causing a serious uptick in Dog Smells, the effect of which is turning freemind into a nightmare. its just not good vibes in this house. enter: benrey

now i need you to understand that when these two meet up again i want gordon to get Emotional. think about how genuinely excited he gets to see some of his pals in canon. the like......excitement and disbelief when benrey shows up outside his window throwing rocks at it before noclipping in. he forgets to even act pissed off at first. i think it would be super fucking cute for him to drop the game for a moment just out of shock, basically. his tails waggin, his ears are perked up, and hed probably tackle benrey to the ground if he wasnt also a sweaty, trembling mess whos been holed up in his room for days.

and benrey has No Fucking Idea what he has walked in on here. as far as benrey knows, freemind just demanded he get over there and take care of his dog.

(INTERLUDE: here is the part where i gin up a freemind POV of this exact scene. b/c i am out of my fucking mind

so. i had the thought of a freemind POV chapter where hes spying on gordon and benrey.....because. gordons in heat. ive talked about that scenario before too (literally so many FUCKING times okay i just need this dude to have the uncontrollable urge to be bred like a little bitch! and for benrey to take pity on him and make him feel better by nutting in him literally as many times as is physically possible!!!)

but i wanna manifest it in this specific way: from an outside perspective. voyeurism is great and also i have a one track mind and basically the only time i traffic in Other Guys in this fandom anymore is as a participant in gordon and benreys horse shit. Im not apologizing for this

lets say.....vr gordons behavior has been getting worse and worse for "unknown reasons" and freeman prime just sees it as a key observational opportunity for his research. while freeminds getting really irritated at how much its cutting into his normal way of life. for one thing, vr gordons room reeks, and he cant even escape it in his own room! and its turning him into a feisty, aggressive, and loud son of a bitch. but he cant even resolve it in his usual fashion at this point (baiting vr gordon into another competition/fuckfest) b/c gordons being a little sadsack holed up in his room and doesnt wanna play

but also.....he kinda just feels bad for the guy at a certain point. hes clearly really miserable and looks downright ill and all hes asking for is to see his boytoy again. (gordons convinced that hes dying, and feels the need to dramatically speak to benrey one last time before he croaks.) so freemind decides, in all his benevolence, to go over gordon primes head and drag the guy over there anyway. (with machinations, not his literal bare hands. what is he, a caveman?) he reasons that itll be a good opportunity to twist gordons arm into groveling at his feet later

and he spies on the two of them in gordons room.....why? idk. possibly something to do with investigating this relationship between a gordon and a barney that he had yet to fully analyze. tl;dr he gets trapped in their closet for a remix of that one barmey voyeurism chapter b/c why the fuck not

i just.....i dont know.....i think theres something really charming about a 3rd party not being able to fully make out what theyre saying or doing but piecing things together anyway.....like benreys weirdly soft tone of voice when hes talking to a super agitated gordon. as far as any of them know, hes not really like that. he either sounds bored or smug, but either way, its usually straight-up antagonistic

it would make freemind bristle to hear it b/c its almost a mocking tone, but.....it makes gordons shoulders drop and gets him to let go of some of that tension and thats probably fascinating to watch. literally soothing him like a stressed out dog, huh. smoothing back his hair and murmuring things in a low, even tone that freeminds enhanced hearing still isnt good enough to make out. (the guy mumbles, okay? he needs a fucking toastmasters meetup.)

it would equal parts horrify and fascinate freemind, in my onion. watching a version of himself fall that hard into the loyal pet role.....its pathetic! for all that gordon goes on about not being a slave to his instinct or whatever, he sure is doing a bad job of acting like it! its like watching himself, but worse.

and benreys having to soothe him like a startled animal b/c he doesnt even know whats wrong with himself, but theres something thick enough on the air that even benrey can smell it, and hes taking some stabs at the dark. especially with how charged some of the shit gordons saying is......"i cant fucking take it anymore", "you smell so good", "i dont know whats wrong with me, man, my dick hasnt gone down for days and im pretty sure i need a doctor-- no, a real one, not the other gor-- NOT a vet, JESUS"

and the whole time.....freeminds peeking from behind a closet door. watching them devolve from outright hostility into "gordon climbing into benreys lap and shoving one of benreys hands up his shirt and demanding that he fucking touch him already"

normally i dont think freemind would be averse to a little bit of voyeurism, here. if it was anybody else, hed probably at least engage in a little heavy petting. but this is getting weird, man. he cant shake the uncanny feeling that this is something too intimate for him to be watching. for one thing, gordons whimpering like a goddamn dog just from a little necking, and for two, hes never really been the kind of guy to watch people make out for 15 minutes before they get to the good stuff

its just kind of unsettling how much these two clearly really, really like each other at this point. its not like watching gordon prime give vr gordon a handjob as part of a "test". freemind expected more of a hatefuck kind of deal out of these two, what with how often gordons normally going on about how much he hates the guy, what a pain in the ass benrey is, how he just wishes benrey would stop jerking him around.....etc. freemind could shit himself right now. that lying bitch!

i imagine its also kind of painful, on a personal level, for him to watch this borderline-sappy shit. he cant even fathom being on the receiving end of that behavior, let alone from......well. theyve all got their barneys, right? and gordon primes basically doomed himself to incel status b/c he wont nut up and do anything about it. freemind just assumed they were all in the same boat: cursed to casual sex with their roommates/clones, forever, and unable to achieve any kind of intimacy b/c all 3 gordons are fucked up in the exact same way. since theyre all just diff flavors of the same fucking guy, right?

well, theres the evidence that hes wrong. and that vr gordons better than him, somehow. thats gotta suck, bro

anyway then he watches vr gordon get railed in the ass a bunch and jerks off anyway b/c its still hot. see ya)

“take care of your dog”. huh. hes got no clue what that means but, yknow, he does kinda miss his dog. hasnt seen gordon in awhile. and he immediately comments "wow. you look fucked up" in as blunt and unsympathetic a way as possible. but gordons so far gone that he cant even work up a good anger about it. he is pretty fucked up, man. and benrey sits on the bed and slaps his forehead with a palm to take his temperature (and that gets gordon to bitch at him, finally, that thats not how you do it, asshole) and judges that, uh, he is hot. in his expert opinion

and thats when gordon kinda grabs his sleeve and tugs it and starts tryin to say something. hes really bad at it, because he is having to perform the mortifying task of Owning Up To It, but eventually he manages to grind out that he needs benrey to touch him, please. just pet him. something. he feels really bad and he just needs benrey to scratch his fucking ears. this is the most gordon can cop to in one go, and it is such a sad struggle to watch, but benreys caught off guard by it and he feels weirdly bad for gordon upon hearing it so  hes just like "whoa, okay" when gordon tugs his hand to his head

gordon groans the moment his fingernails start scratching behind the ears and digging into his scalp. even just that much feels really fucking good. its comforting, for one thing, and its benrey, for another, and the physical touch feels so fucking good right now that goosebumps are crawling down his neck. gordon cant help but lean against benrey and bury his head in the crook of his shoulder. he wants to hide his face from scrutiny and he wants to get closer but he doesnt know how to say what his fucking problem is

and benreys weirdly quiet. just kinda mumbling and shushing him intermittently, awkward and not sure what to do b/c this is a level of intimacy he was not expecting but gordons sure is responding nicely to a second hand in his hair

so having both of benreys hands scratching at his scalp is really getting to gordon. hes scritchin behind the ears and gordons tails wagging at a mile a minute. the feelings making goosebumps race down his neck and arms. he starts kind of mumbling something into benreys shoulder, how hes been feeling so fucked up lately, and he squirms a little closer. hes not really aiming for anywhere in particular but every neuron thats firing in him right now is telling him to get closer. make contact. he missed the fucking guy, what can he say.

and one of benreys hands......slips down to gordons face. his jaw. a thumb pushing into that soft little divot between his jaw and neck, like hes trying to push up into gordons fucking teeth. its weird and bizarrely intrusive, but benreys hand is broad and warm and gordon leans into it anyway, groaning with relief. its not like its not doing anything for him. kind of the opposite, actually. then he palms at gordons neck, and gordon starts breathing harder. he can feel his heartbeat rabbit-fast, pushing against benreys skin (and theres no way benrey isnt feeling that, too).

benrey eyes are lidded and his breaths starting to get heavier, too. naturally, yknow, since gordons practically draped over him right now, melting all the more the longer benrey keeps petting him. oxytocin is crazy, man, especially when a guys in the full throes of some kind of chemical meltdown of the glands. gordons eyes are screwed shut, tail thumping furiously against the bed, and hes panting at benreys neck like hes a fucking dog.  he just doesnt know how to articulate what the fuck his problem is

benrey smells insanely good to him right now, and gordon just blurts that out. benrey gives him some shit for it, but when gordon only makes a weird noise in response and fists his hands in benreys hoodie, it makes him shut up real quick. hes squeezing out words about feeling like he needs something, but its clearly a fucking effort. its almost pitiful

so. gordons crawled right into benreys lap, too impatient after days and days of feeling like this (you know, being in heat, in so many words). hes been pounding off like crazy, that brand new collar of his strapped to his neck nearly every time b/c hes that desperate to feel… well. *benrey*. he cant fucking jerk off to thoughts of anything else - porn doesnt do it for him, and his fantasies slip right back to the same thing every single time. its frustrating! hes bisexual, for gods sake! its not like hes normally immune to the wiles of the Phat Ass White Girl, but lately he just keeps ending up on his hands and knees and whining benreys name into his pillow and he couldnt focus on a girls rack if he tried

point being. hes being awfully fucking demanding. (and also, hes wearing the collar *right fucking now)*. he shoves benreys hand up his shirt and shivers the moment he makes contact with gordons burning-hot flesh. and hes demanding that benrey touch him already, jesus, hes losing his mind! and benreys just crooning at him, “bossy, huh,” but hes scritching gordons ears and palming at his side and nosing at gordons neck and gordon starts to feel like hes melting into it. his protests at being talked down to are perfunctory at best

benrey licks a stripe up gordons neck and starts muttering his stupid horseshit right in gordons ear and it makes gordon clutch his shoulders so tight, claws digging into the meat of him. benreys kind of into it, though, and it just makes him laugh, low and harsh and right in gordons ear. that just makes gordons problem worse. he lets out quiet, nasal whines on every exhale, like a literal fucking dog.

he starts teasing, like, “haha, you’re *gagging* for it, bro,” but gordon doesnt respond with the defensiveness he expects. instead, its like opening a floodgate - he is, hes fucking *desperate*, okay, his dick hasnt gone down in days and he wants benrey so bad he cant see straight and he cant stop thinking about him and all of this comes tumbling out of him at once. gordons trying to press himself as close to benrey as he can physically get, legs straddling benreys lap and arms clutched tight around his back. and when benrey prods a little more, tells gordon to say what hes been thinkin about, gordon starts to pant, squeezing his eyes shut. but he cant bring himself to do anything more than choke and stutter on the words

hes half-hard in his underwear already (and, lets be be clear, he was only in boxer briefs and a tank top to begin with. hes sweating buckets and its the least amount of clothing he could get away with wearing around the house) and his tails thumping a mile a minute and hes so far gone, just from benrey talking down to him and kissing his neck and scratching his ears. but hes not budging yet, so benrey slides that hand on his ears over to his ponytail and *yanks*. tells him, “speak.” gordons dick twitches rapidly, and he lets out a sharp sound, and he finally says it: he needs benrey to *fuck* him, jesus

benrey lets out a harsh breath at that. “yeah? thats what puppy wants?” and the nickname should blister him, make him feel to embarrassed to continue, but gordons too desperate to care. he just starts spewing a litany of “god yes”s and “please”s. hes getting harder and harder, pressed up against benreys belly, and benrey can *feel* it. “good boy,” he mutters, and those claws dig harder, that panting gets louder and harsher

he slips a hand around to gordons back, rubbing slowly for a moment as if to soothe him, and then slides it under the back of gordons boxers. and lower still. starts rubbing at gordons hole. that gets a quiet “oh god” out of gordon.

gordon cant help himself - he rocks forward against benrey, just a little, rubbing his bulge against what he realizes is benreys *extremely* hard dick in his sweatpants. hes not the only one whos got it bad. but he *is* the only one whispering, “fuck, fuck, fuck,” as benrey pushes a little further, makes as if hes about to breach gordon dry. the poor guys so needy that he probably wouldnt even argue!

but benrey just stares at him, wide eyed and flushed, mouth hanging open a little. gordons so hot for this that it surprises the both of them.

anyway after some boring position finagling benrey coaxes gordon onto his hands and knees, running a broad hand down gordons shaking back. and he pulls back gordons tail, exposing him. its so fucking humiliating - gordons got his face buried in a pillow, and his ass in the air, and hes never felt so *vulnerable* before. he wants to argue, he wants to lift his head and look back to make sure that everythings, like, okay back there - benreys staring at his entire asshole, okay, and he wasnt exactly anticipating benrey making a house call to fuck him in the ass - but every time he lifts his head, or starts to say something neurotic about it, benrey chides him about it. clicks his tongue. tells him, “hey. dogs dont talk” or “i said *bow*, bro”.

for all his insisting that hes a real guy, that hes not just a dog, gordons feeling less and less like a human and more like something in thrall to his instincts. the condescension rankles like it always does, but doing what benrey tells him to feels good. feels natural. presenting himself like this feels like what hes *supposed* to do. it doesnt stop him from running his mouth entirely, but it helps to mitigate some of the embarrassment.

and then… benrey *licks*. gordon tenses and gasps. he doesnt know how benrey can stand it, its gotta be, like, unhygienic! but that didnt scare him off the last time they tried this, and its not like gordon hasnt thought about it since. hes thought about it a lot, actually. but hes been too neurotic to ask for it. benreys not stupid, though. hes a good dog owner (at least, so he thinks) and hes gonna take care of his dog. so he licks again, and again, pressing a little harder against gordons hole on each pass with the broad side of his tongue until he dares to breach it with the tip.

gordons rock hard again in an instant. his dick hangs between his legs and drips onto the sheets. he digs his fingers into the pillow now, tearing holes in its surface with those sharp nails of his, and he makes embarrassingly high noises that he muffles into into the pillow, too. hes tense, hes so fucking tense, he should be clamping down and making benreys task really fucking hard, but theres bright pink sweet voice dripping from his hole and benreys rubbing the side of his thigh in an effort to soothe him and both of these things work in tandem to get him to relax. and benrey works his tongue in further, further than a human ought to.

the tip was one thing, but it gets wider as benrey pushes it in, and its just as good as it was before - better, even, because now its just the two of them, just a master and his dog, and benreys the only one he wants to see him like this. bent over and whimpering. he cant— he cant stomach the thought of anybody else doing this to him. hell, there was a point once where the idea of stomaching *benrey* doing this to him would have made him laugh. but here he is. benreys fucking him open with his tongue and pressing against something thats making him see stars and gordon just wants *more*. he says it so sweet, too, voice growing hoarse and raw as he begs benrey to just fucking do it already, he doesnt wanna come like this!

gordon gets so worked up and emotional about it that benrey takes the time to scratch behind his ears again, shushing him and telling him to chill. benreys got him. hes been a good dog, and good dogs get treats. hearing the words “good dog” makes gordons entire body flush. thats all he wants, really. he wants to be a good dog. he wants to be *told*. he blurts out, “oh my god— say it again,” and benreys like, “huh? say what? youre gonna have to be more specific,” clicking the last syllable. it makes all the hairs on gordons head rise and prickle with shame. the best he can do is mumble it into his pillow.

benrey hears it, though, and tugs at gordons collar from behind, just enough to raise his head. “whassat? you want me to call you a good boy?” gordon cant bring himself to answer that directly, but his stupid body betrays him by making him whine. jesus christ, yes, thats all he WANTS! he needs benrey to be good and nice to him for once in his fucking life and give him what he wants instead of taking, taking, taking! but benrey just tells him that hes gonna have to earn it. gonna have to be *real* good for him. gordon could fucking snarl at that, but benreys pulling back to rub his dick between gordons cheeks and against his hole and that shuts him up pretty fast because hes *so close* to getting what he wants and hes not about to fuck it up now by running his big dumb mouth

and then… he starts to push in. that sweet voice has loosened gordon up enough to take even benrey, who, uh, is definitely the bigger of the two, in that regard. he goes slow, uncharacteristically so, and gordons chest heaves with the force of how hard hes breathing. a quiet string of “oh god”s spills out of him as he tries to crane his neck back to watch. the head breaches him with a strange popping sensation, and benrey groans, loud, as the rest of him slides in with little resistance in comparison. “good,” he pants in turn, “youre takin it so good,” and—

and gordon comes, in weak, aborted spurts. it snuck up on him. he clenches so fucking tightly that it winds benrey a little. he breathes out, “whoa. did you—” but gordon just begs him to shut up, keep going, hes not— hes not done yet, its always like this, its not *enough*. his dick barely even flags afterward, it just hangs there, achingly hard and dripping with cum. benrey cant even find it in himself to make fun of him. he wants it so fucking bad, doesnt he? and he feels so good, so fucking tight and slick around benrey that the only thought running through his head is “gotta take care of my dog gotta fuck my best friend gotta nut in him and make him howl”. so he pushes himself alllll the way in until theyre pressed together, skin to skin.

then he starts to move. slow, careful thrusts, more for benreys benefit than gordons. if hes not careful, hes gonna blow his load, right then and there, and hes trying to make it good for gordon, too, okay? unlike *some* of them, hes not gonna bust in two minutes and then spend the next half hour crying and trauma-dumping to the guy hes still got his dick inside of.

once he thinks hes got a grip, though, benrey starts fucking him in earnest, and that changes gordons vocalizations from weak little whimpers into something louder. less restrained. hes given up any pretense of being quiet so that his other selves dont hear that hes snuck his boytoy into his room. just loud, wordless moans on each thrust, initially muffled into the pillow but soon spilling into the wider room when he turns his head to catch his breath. the only words hes managing are “oh god” and “please” and “benrey, benrey, *benrey*”, and benrey just responds to him like, “yeah? thats good? fuuuck, bro, so good for me,” all short of breath and barely able to speak himself

he wants to see gordons face. he *needs* to see gordons face. needs to see what hes doing to him, needs to see that cute fuckin blush of his. so he tugs on gordons collar again, bringing him to his hands and knees properly instead of that bowing position. and then further still - pulls him back so that benreys on his knees, and gordons on his knees in turn, on his lap, cock still buried inside of him and fucking him in short, hurried thrusts. “paws up,” benrey tells him, and gordon does it. instantly. no resistance. just folds them at his chest like a real dog would.

“whos a good boy?” benrey croons, right in his ear again. gordon gasps, “i-i am!”

“yeah? youre a good boy?” nod, wail. “whose— whose good boy are you?”

and gordon chokes on his response. he cant say it, he *cant*, he doesnt want to be benreys but he does, he *does*. he doesnt want to be benreys because its not fucking fair! he cares so fucking much! so much more than benrey does, it feels like, obsessing over the guy like hes wrapped thorny vines all around gordons heart and he cant so much as shift in his seat without feeling the tug and the ache and thinking of benrey again. and benrey doesnt care, he never fucking cares, except—

except he showed up at gordons house, in his room. without even being asked. like he knew something was wrong. and he— hes always talking to gordon, shooting him stupid texts just to make him laugh. scheduling *date nights* for them. date nights where, yeah, maybe they couldnt see each other in person, and maybe they always end in some kind of depraved sexual act, but its not like gordons not into it. hes frighteningly into it, actually. and hes *so* into hearing benreys voice, low and crooning, right in his ear, and seeing him lean on an elbow and smile at him afterward. its— its practically genuine. and benreys always making excuses to talk with him, do things with him, watch stupid fucking movies that only gordon cares about and stream with him on twitch to help boost his subscriber count and—

and—

oh god. maybe he *does* care. that might be more terrifying than the alternative.

then benrey yanks the collar again. presses the whole of gordons back against his front in one hot, unbroken line. and asks, “i said, whose good boy are you, bro? *speak.*”

“benrey,” he blurts out, a ragged moan, “d-dont make me sa-AY it, oh god—”

“no?” benrey stills suddenly. his hands keep gordon stuck in place, unable to move or bounce or feel benrey shift inside of him. “thats, uh… thats too bad, friend. this trains for good boys only. good dogs go to heaven 2. no bad dogs allowed. gonna have to, uhh, escort you off—”

“im not a bad dog!”

“i dunno, gordo. bein’ kind of, uh… disobedient.”

(sorry. thats all i got . byeeee)