#i try my best so you can blacklist what you don’t wanna see

[arsonistt]

hi, my name is blank.

18. he/they/she.

dark, nsft and violent content present here! asks open for anything :)

antis dni 😵‍💫

i follow from unrecoverymg1

[imabillyami]

Top 5-6 WWE wrestling blogs you would recommend and why (optional)?

In no particular order and going by personal preference only.

I love and follow a whole bunch of awesome wrestling blogs and even more awesome human beings, so only giving 5-6 recs is kinda hard. I’m trying to leave the personal relationships out of the way though and go by content (mostly).

I like me some good variety, and that includes WWE, AEW, TNA, NJPW & Indies, but you asked for WWE, so I’ll try to stick to that (a lot of blogs post about a mix of promotions though, fair warning).

Idk if you’re into shipping and art and fanfic or not, so it really depends on preference regarding that. All these people are drama free imo, just very chill if you don’t wanna be subjected to how messy this fandom can get sometimes.

Here we go:

@samijey - beautiful gifs and a really great wrestling/booking mind, smart wrestling takes & opinions, incredible mind blowing writer, first person I followed when I joined the wrestling fandom online (after 15+ years of avoiding it 😂)

@princedevitt - plenty of really awesome gifs (WWE, AEW, TNA etc.)

@mith-gifs-wrestling - even more awesome gifs/gifsets & wrestling meta

As you can probably tell by now I really LOVE good gif sets and wrestling meta/ booking opinions/ wrestling knowledge etc.

@taydaq - THE BEST wrestling artist around (in my humble opinion). Really into old school WWE/WWF, but also posts modern day stuff.

(Honorary mention for @youtappedout & @vanityangel if you’re looking for more awesome wrestling gifs. Imo you can never have enough of those.)

More blogs I enjoy that post wrestling content are @afterdarkprincess @kinardgo @harmshake @thesamoanqueen and many others.

If you want more specific recs (blogs centered around specific wrestlers, writers, artists, meta, live bloggers etc) let me know.

Honestly, it really depends on who/what you’re into aka your favorites and general preferences (+ if you only want wrestling/ WWE content or don’t mind other stuff mixed in there).

I myself enjoy a good eclectic mix of people, content, (differing and oftentimes clashing) opinions and preferences (I know that some of the people I follow hate each other’s guts lol).

It keeps things fresh and interesting though, hence why my blog is a bit of a colorful mix (mess) at times. If I don’t wanna see/ don’t agree with something I blacklist or don’t engage with it.

I’m honestly just really into wrestling and extremely enthusiastic about it. Sure, I have my favs, but I can appreciate (almost) everyone, so yeah. It’s the best and most unique art form to exist and you could never make me hate it.

If you want a wide variety of content these are my top picks and I’m sure I forgot a whole bunch of really awesome blogs and good people (I apologize for that!)

And if y’all have any recommendations for me, please feel free to send them my way (all promotions and styles).

I apologize, this got long and rambly and I talked about myself a lot, but oh well! Hope you’ll find some content you like based on these recs!

Thanks for asking and I hope you have an awesome day/night wherever you are in the world, anon!! 💙

[hyst3ricall]

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YO!

I’m Xan, though I don’t mind being called Xander, Xavi, etc. (More names and stuff are on my pronouns page, but you should get the idea by now).

I’m a dude. I mainly just go by he/him but they/it is also accepted.

I’m autistic, so interacting with others can be a little more difficult for me. Please try to be kind, I’m doing my best :]

I’m a hispanic digital artist that mainly draws my own characters, concepts, comics, and sometimes other things. If I ever draw fanart of it will be of what I feel, though mainly will be Eltingville, FNAF, or Neopets.

You can find a lot of my stuff under the tags #hyst3ricall, #otherlandzz

PAGE RULES:

If your visiting/interacting, don’t be creepy or a jerk. I don’t care about your age or anything, just as long as your respectful.

If you resonate with a category on my DNI, or happen to be on my blacklist (I wouldn’t worry about this one too much), then it should be self explanatory, don’t interact!

As I said above, I’m on the autism spectrum and communicating with others can get real tricky for me, so please be patient if your interacting or messaging! Also PLEASE let me know if you’d rather me not interact, sometimes it’s hard to tell if it’s not in your profile.

I’m 100% chill if you wanna use my characters in artwork, all I ask is you credit and show me once your done! Also keep it sfw.

MY OTHER SITES:

Just in case you wanna see what’s up elsewhere:

PRONOUNS: https://pronouns.cc/@xxanderr

TOYHOUSE (be warned, it’s kinda cluttered atm): https://toyhou.se/Xanizhere

SCRATCH (inactive here): https://scratch.mit.edu/users/Anth0phobia/

A03: https://archiveofourown.org/users/Hyst3r1a/profile

DISCORD: xxand3r

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[reasonablerodents]

i need to write bdsmverse (i like it more than abo LMAO) with yk cocksucking boytoys in the workplace normalized (they do need to be caged and maybe even belted, so they dont make a mess). subs cant get education obviously, spencers clever mind being wasted on cock sucking techniques and pleasing hotch with his body.

god i have so many ideas.

this would be REALLY dead dove do not eat, but IDC . what do you think?

hello genius icon scholar legend etc you’ve absolutely gotta!!!!!

I am now frothing at the mouth like a very normal man!! love a fucked up scenario, need me that morally bereft shit <3 (big surprise there. nah idk why I’m like this either.)

idk how tf to tag this so people who don’t wanna see this kind of thing don’t have to but uhhhh….

I think I might make a tag for the wilder stuff on this blog so people can blacklist if they’d like? lets call it #unreasonablerodents

NSFT, BDSM, Dubcon (?), Dove Is A Bit Dead,

O the free use possibilities when it’s completely normalised……. office? Yea! meeting? why tf not! Hotch letting other people have a go on Spencer? of course!! <3333

You just know he’d have a truly encyclopaedic knowledge of literally anything sex related and honestly good for him (and Hotch. He’s getting the best head in the world on the daily)

Truly the best sub anyone could ask for (apart from you know. absolutely being a brat lmao)

Also being tied and gagged so he can sit on Hotch’s lap and cockwarm. Trying sooooo hard not to grind down or make too much noise even though he really badly wants to. He knows he shouldn’t but…. he might have to anyway, the punishment would be so worth it. I’m going insane over this.

(And it’s me so: puppy Spencer in this verse!!!!!!!!!!!!! thank u for coming to my ted talk)

[thedum1]

You definitely have issues with women. You come off as racist and misogynistic. Having issues with tagging. You need to grow up. The internet isn’t a safe space. If you don’t like things, just ignore it. However, you seem like those older people who desperately trying to act young. You aren’t.

Plus, women and Female readers will always remain. You speak about hate, but you seem to spew a lot of hate too. Also, there are lots of other races of women too, they didn’t have the best representation. It’s good seeing more diverse female representation, but you seem to have issues with that too. That’s very racist of you.

Ooh the Same Anon. Fine you want me to admit things? I will. I'll even list it them off for you this time, because you're special.

I am American Indigenous with some Caucasian and Hispanic, I'm fully aware POC reader's need more representation, have been since 2010 DeviantArt days. How do I come off as racist anyways??

I am AFAB. For most of my life, until June 1st 2021 actually, I went by strictly she/her. That's obviously no longer the case. I'm fine with any of the "main 3" pronouns, she/her, he/him and they/them. I Strongly prefer they/them though.

Yes, I have a problem with she/her and she/they reader fics but ONLY when it goes untagged or is in the male and gender neutral reader tags.

I'm no longer reading "x reader" for me. It's mostly so I can imagine my MCs and OCs in different scenarios. In my favorite fandoms I just happen to have male and masculine presenting OCs.

I do have full awareness of female and feminine presenting readers being around. I don't care that they exist and probably read the same shit I do. I'm complaining about the writers who, as I've stated before and you can't seem to pick up on, don't use the actual tags or misuse the tags.

The internet is not a safe space, but if I go into a somewhat safe space such as the "x gn!reader" tag and see she/her in the story I'm allowed to be upset. Because that isn't gender neutral.

The internet isn't a safe space but I'm allowed to create a little safe corner of bullshit nonsense for those who want a safe space. I just want that for myself and others without fear of it being invaded.

And yes, I act young, I watch cartoons (my favorites are Blue's Clues and Miraculous Ladybug BTW) and like soft plushies and wanna play with dolls and get overly excited for small things. That's not bad. Life is shitty and the world is burning. If I find a small amount of comfort in something like acting a little childish so be it. I'm not hurting anyone. And guess what, judgmental anon, I'm not the only one.

Really, Judgmental Judy, the only one who's hurting anyone right now is you. You're making light of my valid issues and trying to put words in my mouth, so to speak, and how I cope with just existing.

The sheer audacity you have to come to my blog, my safe place on this horse shit of a wannabe social media site/app, and judge me for having problems with the lack and misuse of tags then to claim I'm misogynistic and racist and judging me for my harmless way of coping. Where the fuck do you get off?

This is the internet and I'm fucking pissed the very few safe places I have on it are being filled with the very things I've blacklisted.

Get the fuck off my blog and block me, coward.

-if anyone else wants to reblogs this shit and air out their grievances be my guest-

[missymurphy1985]

The Extra (part 2)

Warning - smut (eventually....)

Taglist @queenshelby @margoo0 @being-worthy @peakyscillian @peakyciills @janelongxox @elenavampire21 @noctvrnalmoth @ysmmsy @cloudofdisney @lauren-raines-x @namelesslosers @misscarolineshelby @screemqueen @cilleveryone @peaky-cillian @misselsbells06 @datewithgianni @heidimoreton

You were finishing up your coffee, grateful that Cillian didn't hang around after grabbing his. Suddenly you heard Anto shouting in the yard outside. You told Liane you'd find her later, and headed out to him. He was pacing the grounds on his phone, the anger evident in his face. With an abrupt "Fuck you!" down the line, he hung up, kicking a rock across the courtyard in frustration.

"Anto? What's wrong?" You approached nervously.

"We start filming in three hours, and one of the cast had dropped out!!"

"What? Who?"

"Rachel Foster. She was supposed to play Tommy Shelby's girl."

"Oh shit.."

"Oh shit in-fucking-deed. What the fuck am I supposed to do now?! I can't call someone in at this short notice!"

"I don't know anyone who's even available.." he suddenly looked at you, you squirmed a little, you recognised that look.

"You know, it's not too late to reconsider my offer y/n."

"Anto we talked about this, I'm not an actress."

"But you used to be! And you were the best I knew!"

"When you offered me a role in this I was flattered beyond belief, I truly was, but my role is as a professor now, not an actress. I gave that all up nearly a decade ago!"

"Think about it - you're here anyway! She was only meant to film this week, it's a few scenes with Tommy, nothing major.. she's not even lasting the whole series it's just a few scenes I swear it. At least let me do a casting call with you? I'll pay you for your time, even if you don't want to do it? It's win-win! I'm desperate here y/n..."

You thought about it. You enjoyed the theatre shows you used to be involved in years ago so much, but then you were offered the job at Birmingham University and it was too good an opportunity to miss - a steady wage, guaranteed income.. the thought of going back to being a struggling actress made you very nervous.

"One casting call. If it doesn't work, I'm out and you'll have to find someone else Anto."

"Oh you fucking legend... You BEAUTIFUL legend!!!" He scooped you up and spun you round in a circle, before dragging you over to costume and makeup.

An hour later, you were in costume, hair done, makeup on, ready for the camera. You stood in the set for the Garrison, Anto giving you the once over for the short scene he'd got planned for the casting call.

"Anto you didn't say anything about kissing Tommy!" You groaned, reading the paper he handed you.

"It's one kiss - we need to make sure you have chemistry. You know these scenes are always filmed first y/n."

"You fucking owe me Byrne." He grinned his cheesiest grin yet, allowing you time to get to know your lines and the scene. You were lost in it, focussing on getting yourself into a character for the first time in years.

"Y/n?" An Irish brogue suddenly dragged you out of your prep, and you nearly dropped the whiskey glass you were holding as you were practising a scene.

"Holy fuck..."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you - " he held out his hand, chuckling at your outburst. "I'm Cillian. I'll be playing Thomas Shelby."

"I, uh, I know who you are, I'm Y/n..."

"I know, Anto tells me you're Rachel's replacement? Really appreciate you stepping in like this, I know it's all a bit weird. Just take your time, okay? There's no rush, and no pressure to get it perfect, just relax. I know how intense these things can be."

"Thank you. I'm sorry if I'm shit..." You laughed, your stomach in knots.

"You won't be! You wanna stop at any point, tell me. No pressure, remember that. I'm looking forward to it."

"To what? Me throwing a whiskey glass at you?"

"No, not that bit," he smiled, his blue eyes glittering in the stage lights behind you.

"Right then you two, are you ready?" Anto called, and you pulled yourself together. Taking a deep breath, the scene began.

"You promised me Thomas. You said you were going legit!! Now I find out you have guns hidden away from the fucking IRA??"

"Clara, you have to trust me! I AM going legit but I need money behind me to do it - this is our way out of here!"

"You're a fucking liar Shelby. Four years I waited for you. Four fucking years you wrote to me promising me a life of safety, no more having to watch our backs, no more Peaky fucking Blinders, and you lied through your fucking teeth!" You threw the glass, missing his face by a mere inch.

He ducked, and approached you carefully, hands out to catch your arms as they flailed around. A sudden flick of your wrist in the wrong direction caught him off guard and you hit him. Full force on the side of his cheek.

"Oh fuck!! Shit I'm so sorry!!"

"Quite the left hook you've got there!!" He laughed, regaining his composure, rubbing his face. A decent shade of red now blossoming across his cheek. Anto was in stitches the other side of the camera and you shot him a glare.

"I can't believe you've just smacked the star of the fucking show!" He laughed.

"You're certainly feisty enough for Clara's character, I'll give you that!" Cillian smirked. You were mortified.

"I really am sorry..."

"No harm done, I'm fine. I've had worse. Come on, let's finish this yeah?" You were convinced you'd screwed it up, but Anto calling Action brought you back into the scene.

Cillian cleared his throat and approached you again, you could see him trying not to laugh though and you couldn't help but giggle a little, which set him off too.

"I'm sorry, really I am!" You panicked.

"That was my fault, I was too busy watching her arms!" Cillian smiled.

"Guys I really like what I'm seeing here. There's definitely chemistry on screen. Why don't you two go rehearse a little more together and come back in 30 minutes?" Cillian nodded and turned to you.

"Fancy a coffee?" He asked. You nodded and he led you over to the trailers behind the set.

"Are we not going to the cafeteria?"

"Not unless you want to rehearse in front of your Uni class?" He smirked. You shook your head and followed him into a decent sized trailer at the back. He flicked the kettle on, telling you to take a seat while he made the coffee.

"So why did you give up the theatre? You're clearly very good, else Anto wouldn't have requested you?"

"It wasn't going anywhere. I was in the West End, Broadway, Galway.. just seemed to be bouncing around with no real direction. I wanted to get into film or TV work but the roles were in high demand. And it became very clear very quickly that I wasn't the right kind of actress the movie makers wanted as a leading lady."

"Really? Why?"

"I wasn't prepared to get my tits out at every audition like the others I guess?" You shrugged. "I auditioned for a horror movie once in Hollywood. Some big budget thing that never ended up happening anyway, but the director wanted me to audition in this skimpy little dress - barely covered my ass never mind my thighs. Wouldn't audition me unless I wore it, so I threw it at him and walked out. Kinda blacklisted from then on."

"That's horrendous? Which director?"

"Cant even remember his name now it was so long ago. It doesn't matter anyway, the movie was scrapped before production and I landed the job at the university. Secure, stable, good money - couldn't ask for more really. And the kids are so great, Cillian, full of passion and enthusiasm! They're so inspiring they really are!"

"I'm meeting some of them later, I'm looking forward to it. My youngest wants to get into the industry. Been trying to put him off for years but he's such a little showman. Exactly like I was at his age."

"Is that Jack?" You asked.

"Yeah. His mam is keen on him getting into it but she hated me going off for months on end filming. One of the reasons she divorced me last year."

"I heard about that. I'm sorry.."

"No don't be! We get on better now than we ever have. Only stayed together for the kids you know? Milk and sugar?" You nodded, and he handed you the cup.

"This scene is awkward, I've never done a scene like this before," you confessed, taking a sip.

"Like what?"

"A kiss? How do you kiss someone without actually kissing them?"

"You just do it, I guess. Once you're in character it just happens. I won't use tongues I promise - nothing personal, it's just one of my rules."

"That makes it less awkward I suppose!"

"Exactly. Although didn't stop Scarlett Johansson that one time... Nearly got me shot by the wife that one did!" You remembered that scene in Girl with a Pearl Earring and laughed.

"You know, I've learned over the years that if you do those scenes first it makes all the others much easier," he said, putting his coffee down and taking yours from you, placing it on the table next to his. He took your hands and stood you up in front of him.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to kiss you."

"What?"

"Not like that, I'm going to 'movie-kiss' you. Show you how it's done. Trust me - you won't feel awkward after this."

"I beg to differ..."

"Come on y/n, what have you got to lose?" My senses? You thought. My mind, maybe? You were hesitant, massively hesitant. You weren't even sure you were even going to go through with this. He glanced at his watch.

"We have five minutes, close your eyes and trust me." He nodded at you, and you took a deep breath, closing your eyes.

His fingers back on your cheek, this was just a reenactment of the scene but those fingers felt like lightening bolts. You could sense him moving closer, and his lips brushing yours. You were almost frozen to the spot until he whispered for you to relax.

"Okay, okay... I'm relaxed.. try again.." he leaned in again, your lips meeting properly. His hand in the back of your hair pulling you a little closer. You fell into it, your hands reaching round his back. As promised, he didn't use his tongue, which felt really strange at first but you quickly got used to it. Your mouths meshed together perfectly as you found your rhythm. A few minutes of this, before he pulled away, another gentle kiss against your lips as he did.

"Wow..." You gasped, opening your eyes. If someone had told you this morning you'd be kissing Cillian Murphy by lunchtime you'd have had them commited to the local loony bin, yet here you were. He didn't speak, and his hand was still on your cheek, brushing it lightly.

"Didn't plan on making you blush so much."

"Didn't plan on kissing Cillian Murphy when I woke up this morning," you laughed.

"Ready to do that again?"

"Again?"

"Just to make sure we got it right, of course."

"Yes.. of course.." he moved in quickly, but it felt different this time. His lips crashed against yours, and you definitely felt his tongue brush your lips a couple of times but you didn't reciprocate. You both moved backwards, your thighs hitting the table behind you, coffee nearly spilling over.

"Fuck, you okay? I'm sorry.." he pulled away to make sure none had spilled on you.

"I'm fine, it didn't fall, I'm fine... I uh, I think we've got the kiss nailed down though..." You brushed your hair out of your face and looked to the floor.

"Yeah, I think you're right.." your eyes met again and you both smiled. Before he could speak though, Anto was at the door knocking.

"Ready for round 2 guys?" He called. Cillian nodded at you, and you nodded back, both of you heading out to try the scene again.

[thran-duils]

Lost In Zero Gravity (P.3)

Title: Lost In Zero Gravity (Part Three) Summary:  Fem!Reader x Mob Boss!Tony Stark x Mob Boss!Steve Rogers.  Reader is a call girl who runs high end parties. She catches the attention of Tony Stark who invites her back to his room with his friend. She might have performed too well because she becomes their new favorite play toy and they don’t like to share. Words: 2,574 Warnings (for the fic in entirety): Smut, prostitution, infidelity, angst, domestic violence, stalking, possessive behavior

Part Two || Part Four || Masterpost (mobile) || Fanfic masterpost

There were hands on you and you tried to push them away, frightened.

A man’s voice said quickly, “Sorry, sorry. I’m here to help. I’m gonna get you some help.”

“I… no, no ambulance,” you got out.

“You do not look good at all, love,” the man said, his hand cupping the back of your head to keep you steady as you tried to push yourself up off the ground. “You should stay down.”

You shook your head, “No… I live close.”

You stumbled getting to your feet, falling back against the wall. You groaned painfully, holding your head and slid back down the wall to sit back down on the ground. Your vision was swimming.

“You can’t walk on your own. I’m calling an ambulance.”

“I—”

“It’s okay,” the man said, and you heard him saying, “Yes, I’m on Newman Avenue—”

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Tony was calling again. He had called a couple days ago, texted yesterday, and you had not responded. You were too afraid to speak to him; you knew you would probably cry because you would have to explain why you could not meet up with him. It went to voicemail again and you sat there staring at your phone. You did not want to lose him permanently as a customer; you liked his attention. You were actually starting to develop feelings which was a big no-no but you could not pull yourself away.

It had only been a week since Jared had messed you up in the alley and your face did not look great. Your eyes were black from your broken nose and he had left quite a shiner on your cheek. Your ribs were still sore too from where he had kicked you, bruising them.

You crawled off your bed and walked to the door, throwing it open. You made your way downstairs, passing one of the other girls on the way down, who rubbed your arm affectionately. You gave her a small smile before continuing on to Tatiana’s office. You knocked on the door lightly, seeing her through the crack of the open door.

“Yes?” she said, looking up from her desk.

“Can I come in?”

“Of course, stellina,” Tatiana said, sitting up straight at her desk. Her eyes ran over your face and you saw her expression tighten. “How are you feeling?”

“Like shit still.”

“I can imagine.”

You shifted and asked, “Can you do me a favor?”

“What is it?”

You held up your phone and said, “Tony called me a couple days ago… texted too. And he just called again. I… I don’t think I can talk to him about it. And I don’t want him to think I’m mad or anything or that I’m done with them. Could you call him and explain?”

Tatiana nodded immediately, “Of course. I have some time now.”

You grabbed a piece of paper off her desk and copied his number down for her. You pushed it across the desk, “Thank you.”

She held up her hand and said, “Wanna sit here while I do it? Just in case… something comes up.”

You hesitated but nodded and sunk into one of the chairs across from her desk.

“You know this is mutually beneficial for me to do this,” she told you. “If they like you as much as they seem to, maybe they will shower you still with gifts.”

“I’m not worried about that,” you cut in quickly.

“Regardless, having them keep up pay possibly in the meantime will help out. Not to be crass.”

You nodded, “I understand.”

Tatiana picked up her desk phone and dialed the number you had written down. “He might not answer,” she said as it began to ring. “Won’t recognize the number.” She sighed, hearing it go to voicemail. Briefly, she left, “Mr. Stark, please give me a call back at this number regarding my employee that you’ve been trying to reach. Thank you.”

She kept it vague. Smart.

When Tony called her back almost immediately, she smirked. “Looks like I was clear enough…”

“Hello, Mr. Stark,” Tatiana said, answering the phone, putting it on speaker. “This is Tatiana Bianchi.”

“Did I get blacklisted?” was the first thing out of his mouth.

Her face scrunched, “No, you didn’t.”

“Then why is Y/N not responding to me?”

“Y/N is not working.”

There was a pause. “Did she leave the service?”

“Kind of. She is taking a break.”

Tony’s voice was rougher this time, “So she’s on vacation? She could have at least told me that.” You flinched at that. “I’ve called a couple times and texted.”

“I don’t know how to put this lightly, but her ex found her,” Tatiana said. And added quickly, “Her asshole of an ex. He left his fucking mark. Broke her damn nose, bruised her ribs. Gave her a concussion. I think he would have done worse if some Good Samaritan hadn’t intervened before he could do anymore damage. Bastard stole her money too and her purse. The job she was working was close to here and he said he had been following her, so he knows where this place is. She doesn’t want to see anyone, understandably. I wouldn’t put her out there either right now. And in regards to her responding to you, she asked me to talk to you about it because she’s upset. Again, understandably.”

Tatiana was watching you across the desk as she spoke. You were chewing on your lip, listening to her explain it to him.

“I wanna see her,” Tony said tightly after a few moments.

“Mr. Stark—”

“I want to see how bad it is. Talk to her about it.”

Tatiana locked eyes with you and she asked, “Can I put you on hold?”

“Sure,” he said curtly.

She pressed the hold button and looked at you expectantly.

“I don’t want him to see me looking like a trainwreck.”

“Y/N,” Tatiana said in a quiet voice. “You know why he’s asking to talk to you.”

“Yeah, he feels bad and I get that—”

“No,” Tatiana cut in, shaking her head. “I think he wants to talk to you about it for a reason. A very specific reason. You know what he does, you know who he is. You really think he couldn’t handle that little dickhead?”

You shook your head, “I… I don’t think that’s what he means.”

She gave you a knowing smile, “Okay. So, maybe he does just want to come and give you flowers. Is there anything wrong with that?” You stared at her for a few moments, and she pressed, “He seems like he’s a pretty stubborn person. What’s to say he won’t just show up anyway? Why not do it on your own terms and permission?”

“Okay.”

Unmuting the call, Tatiana said, “Sorry about that. I needed to talk to her to see how she felt about it. She agreed.”

“I can come early in the morning. Like 5. Before it gets light.”

“I’m sure that would be fine.”

“Alright, I’ll be there. Thank you for the call,” Tony said.

“Goodbye,” Tatiana said to him before he hung up the phone.

“God, that’s so early,” you muttered, slumping back in the chair.

Tatiana quipped, “You better get a good night’s rest then so you’re up and ready.”

You pushed yourself out of the chair and said, “Easy for you to say. You’re essentially a vampire.” That caused her to smirk. You thanked her, “Thank you for doing that.”

She nodded, “Of course.”

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There was a loud knock on your bedroom door that drug you from your sleep. Your eyes snapped open, and you quickly realized you must have turned your alarm off completely when it went off. You swore under your breath, checking your phone. It was 5:07am. You got out of bed, rubbing at your eyes and walked over to your door.

When you opened it just a crack, you saw Tony and Steve standing there with a couple of their men standing behind them in the hall. You saw their jaws set seeing you, taking in your face. Even if it was just illuminated by the light coming in from the hall, you were sure the bruises were visible enough.

“Um, morning,” you stammered. “Sorry, I didn’t get up in time. I’m still in my pajamas…”

Tony rose his brows, “You wanna let us in?”

You swallowed sharply but opened the wider, stepping back to let the two of them file in. You turned from them and walked over to your bed, flipping on the lamp to give soft light in the room. Their men stayed in the hall and Steve closed the door behind him.

There was no way to hide now, and you turned back to them, playing with the hem of your t shirt, shooting an embarrassed look at them.

“Christ,” Steve muttered upon fully seeing you.

You eyed the large bouquet he was holding but before he could hold it out to you, Tony came up to you. He was staring down at your face and you could see the fury in his expression. He reached up, turning your face gently to get a better look at your cheek.

His jaw clicked before he asked, “He found you on the street, Tatiana said?”

“Yeah. He followed me, I guess. Has been following me it sounded like. I hadn’t seen him in a year and a half almost.” You gestured at your face, explaining honestly, “It’s not anything new. I didn’t leave him for no reason.”

“You wanna give me a name?” Tony deadpanned.

Your heart race increased. Tatiana had been right. “Not really,” you told him quietly.

“A name, Y/N” Tony repeated.

“I just won’t walk alone,” you tried to reason and side step it.

Steve snorted, shaking his head and your gaze was drawn to him. He shook his head again when he saw you looking. “No. That’s not how this is gonna work. This,” he gestured at your face. “is fucking unacceptable at best.”

“I don’t care to give you a name. Really. I appreciate—”

“Y/N,” Tony’s voice was firm as he cut you off.

You were pleading practically now, “I’m serious. I don’t care and I don’t want to deal with him.”

“I came here before dawn to figure out how I’m gonna kill this little prick. I would appreciate it if you would help me out, darling,” Tony told you tensely. “I don’t take lightly to men hitting women. Especially women I’m invested in. And you won’t be dealing with him. We will be you. You don’t have to be involved at all.”

Tatiana was right about him being stubborn, although you already knew that. He was not going to leave without the information that he wanted.

“Jared Easton. I don’t know where he lives now though.”

“Where did he live last you knew?” Steve asked.

“We lived in Chelsea. I don’t know if he’s still there.”

Tony took his phone out of his pocket and opened up his note app. He held the phone out to you and said, “You can put the address in here.” There was no room for a discussion, he was telling you to do it.

Grinding your teeth, you took the phone reluctantly. Your hands shook slightly as you typed in the address of the townhouse that the two of you had shared. When you handed the phone back to him, Tony’s demeanor relaxed. His hand came up to hold your neck, staring into your eyes.

“You don’t have to be afraid of him,” Tony told you softly. You nodded, tears pricking your eyes and you tried to hold them back desperately. Tony sighed, reaching up and wiping away one that escaped with his thumb. “We will see to that. We promise.”

He gave you a hug and your heart skipped a beat as he kissed the top of your head. This was a different kind of intimate than normal. You liked it, despite all the warnings to not get attached.

When he stepped back, he said, “There’s breakfast downstairs for you whenever you get hungry. I know a lot of people don’t like to eat super early. But Steve’s smart, thought it would be good to bring it. He remembered you liked that place in Williamsburg. I think he only remembered because you liked somewhere in Brooklyn.”

That caused you to give a little laugh which is what Tony had been aiming for you guessed.

Tony’s eyes ran over your face and he gave a small smile. “There. That’s better. I don’t like it when you look sad, baby.”

He stepped back and Steve stepped up, holding the flowers out to you. You took them and you thanked him. Steve leaned forward, giving you a kiss on the top of the head as well.

“When you’re feeling better, let us know,” Steve said as they made their way back to your bedroom door.

<><><>

After they left, you brought the flowers out to the dining table, putting them in the center.

Elisha appeared in the doorway and looked around. She was still in her pajamas but she did not look tired; like she had been up. That was odd because she loved sleeping in. But you got your answer soon enough.

“So, they did come.” You nodded. She smiled sheepishly, “Sorry, the knock woke me up and I waited up to talk to you about it. If you want to.”

“It’s fine.”

“They brought flowers?”

“And breakfast.”

“Aww,” Elisha said coming over closer and leaning in to smell the flowers. “That’s super sweet of them. So… did they do what Tatiana thought they were going to do?” You nodded and her eyes widened. “Did you give them anything?”

“They forced me to basically. They weren’t going to let it go.”

“Why are men so goddamn protective of whoever they’re bedding?”

You shrugged, “I hope nothing bad comes from it.”

“You should be happy.” Tatiana’s voice startled the two of you. She walked further into the room, and said seriously, “They’re doing you a favor. You should relish in that type of protection. Not many are afforded it. And don’t worry about them messing it up. They’re professionals, Y/N.”

“I just don’t want anyone dead because of me,” you said. “Even if it’s him.”

“Well, then let them do it for me. Because when I came into that ER room, I wanted to find the little bastard and gut him myself. So, better them than me getting my hands dirty. Assholes like him won’t stop with a restraining order or charges against them, so this is the best course of action.” She paused before forcing you to look at her directly. “Y/N though, my dear… just know what this means. This is big. A very, very big favor they’re doing. Sure, it is going to satisfy them but they are killing someone for you. That is not something to brush off. You need to show appreciation for it. Elisha is right. Men are very protective of whoever they are bedding and they also like to be praised for it too. Do you get that?” You swallowed sharply, giving a curt nod. “Good.”

She clapped her hands, her mood changing quickly. “Now, let’s get you some of that breakfast because I saw what it was and it looks delicious. It’ll cheer you up. Go, go!”

~~~

Forever tags: @coconutqueen21 

Fic tags: @icant-hangout-imdrumming, @oceaniamaddness, @multifandom-superlover

[hopelesshawks]

History of Us Part 18- A Nightmarish Memory

Summary: Once upon a time Todoroki and (y/n) were best friends. Now they haven’t spoken in years. When (y/n) is forced to transfer to UA, will she and Shoto reconnect or will their troubled past keep them apart? A childhood friends to enemies to lovers hybrid fic.

If you don’t want to see History of Us content blacklist #hopelesshou

Warning for mention of non-major character deaths

Masterlist Kofi

By the time you leave Shoto’s room to go back to yours, you’re pretty exhausted from the day’s events. The movie night distraction had certainly helped but you still keep thinking back over Rei and Endeavor’s conversation as you change into your pajamas and climb into bed. You know you’d never betray Shoto. Having him back in your life has been one of the best parts of transferring to UA. Your mind wanders back to earlier when you’d caught him staring at you. You’d brushed it off as disbelief that the two of you had finally hashed things out but even still you must admit butterflies had filled your stomach when you’d caught his gaze. You shake your head as if doing so will physically dispel the image and force yourself to close your eyes. Eventually you drift off to sleep.

Instead of dreaming you find yourself in a nightmarish memory. You’re eight years old again at your kitchen table eating breakfast when your father comes in already in his hero costume. “You’re coming with me today,” he announces in a tone that brooks no argument. “She’s a child, there’s no reason for her to go to work with you,” your mother protests. Your father levels a murderous glare at her but before he can berate her you pipe up “It’s ok, I wanna go.” Your mother gives you a sad and skeptical look but you insist “I mean it! I’m a big girl I’ll be ok!” “See? She says she can handle it,” your father tells your mother before turning back to you to command “let’s go.” You desperately want not to but little you hops out of your seat and follows after your father.

The contrast between your father at home and your father at work is extreme. At work he’s the charismatic Black Storm, the counterbalance to Endeavor’s grumpy and standoffish image. “Aww this your little girl?” one of the sidekicks asks, kneeling down to your level. “Yep! My pride and joy. Isn’t she the cutest?” your father gushes with an amount of care in his voice he’s never had for you at home. “What’s your quirk sweetheart?” the sidekick asks you. “I can heal stuff with this hand! And, uh, use dad’s quirk with this one,” you explain. “Dang a perfect hybrid? That’s rare,” the sidekick whistles. “Nuh-uh, my best friend is just like me,” you counter proudly, which only makes the sidekick chuckle. “And who’s your best friend?” “Sho-chan!” you beam. The sidekick sends an amused glance to your father as he explains “She means Endeavor’s kid, Shoto.” “Like father, like daughter, huh?” the sidekick laughs, ruffling your hair good-naturedly before rising. “Well meeting should be starting soon, Endeavor just got back from patrol. I’ll meet you in there!” the sidekick says before waving goodbye and going off to the conference room. Your father kneels down next to you before grasping hold of both of your arms. From afar it may seem like the gentle touch of a loving father, but his grip is tight, a silent threat. “No matter what happens in there you are not to look away. I want you to watch every minute of it. Got it,” he instructs. You nod obediently although his tone scares you. “Good. Let’s go,” he declares before grasping your hand and all but dragging you to a conference room.

Your father seats you at the head of the conference table while he sits to your right, a fact his coworkers find adorable. The meeting begins as soon as Endeavor arrives, closing the door behind him. It’s supposed to be a boring old briefing. Endeavor summarizes his patrol before handing it off to your father who begins by showing footage of a neighboring city on a large screen at the front of the room. You barely pay attention until you hear gasps of shock. You look over to see fires raging as explosions go off throughout the city. The look of glee on your father’s face is a stark contrast to the looks of horror and fear on the others in the room. “What’s the meaning of this?” Endeavor asks, rising suddenly. Your father doesn’t respond, instead he turns to his friend, eyes completely black with an unsettling grin on his face as multiple villains storm the room. As violence breaks out, your father lunging for Endeavor, you quickly scramble to hide under the table. You’ll be in so much trouble for disobeying your father’s orders to watch but you don’t care as you scrunch your eyes closed and cover your ears against the screaming and shouting.

You jerk up in bed, chest heaving. “It was just a dream. It was just a dream,” you tell yourself like a mantra to try and calm your racing heart. It’s been a long time since you’ve had a nightmare about the day of your father’s arrest. Endeavor and your father had been the only other survivors of that meeting aside from you. No one had even found you until medical teams came in to recover the bodies of the fallen sidekicks. Your father was carted off to Tartarus along with the other villains who’d assisted him, leaving you and your mother to deal with the fallout alone. The next day, while your mom was at work, you left the house in spite of her warnings, desperately seeking out the comfort of your one and only friend. You’d already been on the verge of tears when you arrived at the Todoroki household and began pounding on the door. Endeavor loomed tall above you, his gaze filled with disgust and rage. “C...can I see Sho-chan?” you had asked timidly. “No, he doesn’t want to see you,” Endeavor told you. “Why not?” you asked. “He’s afraid of you. He doesn’t want to be friends with a villain,” he replied before slamming the door in your face.

It was all downhill from there.

You had spiraled further and further down until your mother had been forced to move you away. The memory alone is enough to make you want to cry. You pull your knees to your chest and bury your face in them as you try and fail to banish the painful memories from your mind. Your heart aches for that younger version of you whose heart hadn’t yet hardened and learned how to protect itself. After a while of sitting there in misery, not daring to fall back asleep, you remember you’re not alone anymore.

You don’t move from your position on the bed until you hear a soft knock at your door. When you open it Shoto is stood on the other side looking sleep mussed in his pajamas, hair slightly wild. It’s a cute look on him, one you may have appreciated under different circumstances. “I’m so-“ “Don’t. I’m happy to be here for you,” Shoto cuts you off quietly but forcefully as he slips into your room and shuts the door behind him. Without another word he climbs into your bed and then looks at you expectantly. “Are you going to join me or are you just going to stand there the rest of the night?” he asks. You feel your eyes water as an almost overwhelming feeling of relief and gratitude crashes over you. You immediately join him in bed, curling up against him as he holds you tightly.

Black tendrils of smoke curl off the right side of your body as you let yourself cry into his shoulder. For the first time since you were a child you allow yourself to fall apart, knowing that Shoto is there to hold the pieces together until you can assemble them back yourself. You grieve for the last of your innocence that your father ripped away from you that day. You cry for the lonely child whose mother had to work all day and whose only friend was kept away. You allow yourself to well and truly release all the pain you’ve held onto for so, so long until your sobs finally dissipate to sniffles and eventually to silence. “Do you want to talk about it?” Shoto asks quietly. “Yea... Yea I think I do,” you admit before confessing exactly what had happened all those years ago.

Shoto listens, face impassive even as his own emotions wreak havoc in response to your story. Guilt for not being there when you so desperately needed him. Rage at his father for being the reason the two of you were separated for so long. Disgust with your father for dragging you into his massacre. Frustration that, despite being his first victim, you’ve been treated like you were your dad’s accomplice. Shoto has never wanted to fight both his father and yours more, but he knows that’s not what you need right now. You don’t need him to go fight the Big Bad. Frankly, you’d probably be offended by the notion you need defending. So instead he just holds you through it until you’ve shared all that needs to be said. “Thank you,” you finally mutter as you reach the end of your story. “I’m always here for you. I always will be. No one and nothing is going to separate us again,” Shoto asserts determinedly. “Promise?” you ask. “Promise,” he swears.

A/N: (y/n) never uses the 🥺 emoji because she thinks it’s too soft, but for Shoto she’ll make an exception ❤️

Taglist: @sorrythatspussynal @miss-bakugo-writes @pixelwisp @larkspyrr @sokkaandzukosimp @akkaso @sunaispretty @mindofess @todoplusultra @oliviasslut @lapysllazuly @immah0e4fictionalmen

[dylanobrienisbatman]

Omg give us ur rant abt hating d*rklina as a ship.. im petty

Okay Anon, so i saw this the other day and I wasn't in the right headspace to answer but i am now!

So to start off, I am firmly in the ship and let ship category. You like a ship, i don't care. That doesn't mean i won't rag on the ship itself but I don't send hate, I don't really engage with shippers from ships I don't like, and I am liberal with the block button and the blacklist feature. Cultivate your tumblr/online experience, y'all. You don't owe anyone on this hellsite (or any other) a damn thing.

However, I REALLY do hate d*rklina as a ship, and I have a big problem with the way the shippers talk about it, so I hope you were being serious about wanting a rant because here it goes.

As for the ship itself, i feel like the reasons I dislike it are pretty obvious and standard. It's abusive. He is her abuser. He manipulates her. He spends months grooming her and gaslighting her, intentionally trying to get her under his control so that when he literally enslaves her it will go over easier. He never actually loved her, he wanted to use her for her power. It's not complicated, it's not really 'up for debate', that is the way its written, and the author has explained that that was the intended interpretation of her work. I mean he literally sexually assaults her in the second book, and straight up tells her he's going to kill everyone she loves so that she has no choice but to fall to him because she is completely alone in the world. He threatens to skin her alive in the second book when they're on the boat, he has no problem torturing her to get Mal to do what he wants. That's not love. He does not love her. It's pretty black and white, its explicitly written as an abusive relationship. The point was to show how easily powerful men can manipulate and abuse young naive women who don't know any better and try to see the best in people. Alina 'fell' for the version of Darkles Sparkles that he intentionally created to try to control her. Nothing he told her was true, from his backstory, to them both being 'the only one like [each other]' (hello, baghra), to using Genya to convince Alina that Mal had abandoned her, everything he did was manipulation so that he could get her under his control. It is not a romance, it is not 'a ship war', d*rklina is not written as romantic. He is her abuser. Full stop.

There is also the point about him being just a generally horrible person all around. He's not morally grey. He just isn't. He sold an 11 year old into sex slavery, forced her to stay in that situation so he could use her, and then mutilated her when she defied him. He also groomed and abused Zoya, because he saw that she was exceptionally powerful and wanted to use her the way he wanted to use Alina. He enslaved Alina. He blinded and mutilated his own mother. He is a genocidal maniac. He shows no remorse, he doesn't care about anyone but himself and his own power. He is not the type of character that should be romantically shipped with anyone. If you like him, that's absolutely fine! One of my fave characters ever is Kai Parker from TVD. Dude was a straight up psychopath. He tried to kill multiple pairs of toddlers. He brutally murdered his pregnant sister AT HER WEDDING. He is a HORRIBLE person. But I think he's a brilliant character. But do I think he's a good guy, do I want him anywhere near any characters in that show in a romantic way (ehem b*nkai)? Absolutely fucking not. Being a fan of a villain character is fine, but fucking own that shit. Villains can be SUCH good characters, but they're still villains. Erasing the bad they've done so you can justify putting them in situations where they WILL harm the people around them because you can't level with yourself about the bad things they've done doesn't make you 'woke', it just makes you look like you don't understand the media you're consuming.

Which leads me to why I have such a problem with the way D*rklina shippers engage with the ship. They simultaneously wanna say "oh we know it's toxic/bad/abusive/etc., that's why we like it!" and then also they try to claim that it should be endgame, they romanticize scenes where he is abusing her (and by romanticize I mean they literally try to frame his abuse as romantic, not like "oh yeah my ship is interacting!!". those are different things. You can be excited about ship interactions without trying to say that things he is doing to her are actually romantic), they try to argue that he is morally grey/misunderstood/etc., and they straight up try to lie and say he's not her abuser.

If you wanna ship an abusive ship, own it. Be straight up about why you like it. It's okay to be into dark shit, y'all. It does NOT make you a bad person to be into dark shit. But this idea that fiction doesn't impact real life, and that people can't call the ship out for what it is is a problem is a very troubling trend in fandom. Nobody is saying you can't ship it, do what you want. But this idea that these people are 'oppressed' because fans of the show/book continue to point out the facts about the way the story was written and how the relationship is actually presented is fucking insane. Someone saying that D*rklina is abusive is not calling you out, they are stating a fact. It's the story as it was presented. You trying to say it's not makes it look like you have no reading comprehension. And this idea that 'well i'll be on the lookout for evil shadow wizards in real life lol' is such horse shit too. His shadow wizard powers aren't the issue. He is a powerful man who grooms and abuses young women. You're telling me you lived through the Me Too movement and you wanna act like thats not a real threat that young women face every day? You're telling me that you can't see that the actual real life connection you're supposed to be making here? Okay, well you should maybe deal with that and come back to me, because that's an issue.

Fiction is meant to teach us lessons. Darkles is meant to teach us something. He is meant to show us that sometimes, powerful men lie to, manipulate, groom, and abuse young women, and we should be aware of that. The story is about a young woman who is sucked into an abusive situation, and then she breaks free and in the end she is able to defeat her abuser. That is a really powerful story, and one that millions of real life women can relate too. To pretend that that story doesn't have real life connections makes you look insensitive and frankly, kind of cruel.

So basically, in the end, my biggest issue is that D*rklina shippers love to spout this nonsense about 'knowing' it's bad and that he's a villain, and 'that's why they like him', and then turn around and try to say that he's not actually the villain, he's not actually bad, and the things he does to Alina that are abuse are actually romantic and sweet. You wanna ship an abusive ship, you do you, but lets not pretend it's anything other than what it is, but romanticizing and normalizing abuse tactics so you can feel, what? morally superior? Cool? edgy and different? That has real life impacts. You are normalizing abuse. Real people will engage with that rhetoric, and it will make it difficult for them to see abuse when it happens to them or the people around them because they believe its romantic or normal to be treated that way.

You wanna be a villain stan? You wanna ship dark ships? Good on ya, but fucking own your shit, y'all.

[scarletooyoroi]

⚈☢♻, sends these also uwu

I see you’re out here for the Jace lore today. So letttttt me roll out a lil bit more of what this Thoma blog been showing me.

⚈ -  What sweet things tends to happen to you from time to time RP wise?

I’d say the most noticeable would just be those instances where everyone is having a good laugh. Crack instances, some dashboard thing exploding to silly proportions and it’s seeing everyone get involved. I personally love playing my parts in that when the chance arrives, getting a share to amused to those snarky reactions always get a good laugh out of me.

At times there’s also nice anons drop by and drop either questions or say they like a thing. While this is never required or something I expect, when people can drop by my blog and be all ‘damn, I had a nice time here. I don’t mind talking about that!’ I find it as one of the biggest compliments you can get.

I made this space to have fun after hell days to begin with. Well, that and enjoying Thoma GenPact’s character.

☢  -  What calms you down after negativity?

Another one of my biggest go tos is to just hang out with my friends, newly made and old. On one hand I like to be more of a private person when it comes to the hard knock struggles of my life, never arriving to the ‘doorstep’ so to speak with bad news, I think that just sets a precedent in my life where I’m not going to bring the atmosphere I want to create.

So usually that makes it hard to tell when I’m having a horrible day or not. (Not that it comes by often, LOL. I’m fine I swear.) I’m just happy to actually be a zone where I can take my mind off things. Mulling and talking extensively about things can make that said annoying day I have prolong, so I just wanna goof off with the folks and just let it all be water under the bridge.

Also my most childish option out of them all is to have a nice glass of choccy milk after a long day. Sweet flavors causes my brain to stop frying like an egg.

♻  - Any advice on improving Tumblr RP experience?

I got a few things from my experience! New stuff and more personalized thoughts.

- XKit now days is the best friend. I’m sure everyone knows this, but it really helps out in ensuring you can manage your post without cloning itself three times or your texts just start floating off of your phone.

- Never hesitate to curate your experience. On one hand I know people like to be politely sensible on some aspects, but when things get rough unintentionally, it can always make a bit of a stint while another mun never means it. So having that blacklist option active can always have you prepared.

- More of a person angle but I say take part of the silly instances to help break the ice. From my personal experience, dash comms are a really easy way to push forth and mingle a little, to have a way to test the waters and see how much you’d come to enjoy the atmosphere.

Gotta cast the hook a lil sometimes to get a thing back in return. A lot of people usually welcome more hands on deck in that fashion.

- Share your thoughts! 9 times out of 10 seeing your interest in your own muse will go and get the wave to follow on that. It can be the profound to the fun/nonsensical.

- Above all else? Try to settle in the frame of mind this is a place to relax. While it doesn’t happen often, sometimes the fact this is a hobby can be forgotten in some regards. Embrace a pace of comfort where you can just hop into action on the rp grounds wherever you see fit. Trust me, people will never mind you taking your time. (Suplex people if they think rushing you beyond your reminder range if the way to go.)

- Also make sure to offer this particular poster cookies and--

@bonesugar

[imabillyami]

Hi friends 💜 I gained lots of lovely new followers lately, so here I am - (re)introducing myself for everyone new to my blog.

I’m Billy, 29, non-binary, vegan, queer. My pronouns are they/them. I’ve been doing fandom stuff on this website for about 15 years. I’ve been a wrestling fan for even longer than that.

I’m European, but my sleep schedule is absolute whack, so you’ll likely see me up and online at all weird times of the day. I do have a nightly queue set up, indicated my the little "q" at the end of my tags, but I oftentimes end up being awake and posting during those hours, still.

What got me hooked on Wrestling? My uncles (who might as well be my older brothers, not much of an age difference there), showed me all the wrestling videos when I was a kid. And then we watched WrestleMania 22 together and I saw the Mick Foley vs. Edge hardcore match and well - the rest is history. 

I’m a pro wrestling enthusiast in general and try my best to keep up with as much of it as possible - WWE, TNA/Impact, AEW, some indie stuff if it looks interesting enough (I really enjoy WOW for example). I post whatever brings me joy, though I’d say my content favors WWE heavily most of the time (old habits die hard). 

My ultimate favorite since the day he stepped foot into NXT has been and will forever be Sami Zayn. Undisputed. 

Before him I was a huge Edge fan, Punk fan, AJ Lee fan, Dean Ambrose fan. I'm still a huge Moxley fan to this day. 

I was & still am a sucker for The Shield too (they got me back into watching WWE after Edge’s first retirement). I came back for the group, stayed for Roman, Dean and Seth as individuals. I didn’t think I could love anyone more, ever, until the day Sami walked in and said “challenge accepted”. And here we are.

Generally I’m enthusiastic about any and all wrestlers unless stated otherwise. What finally got me to participate in the online fandom though? The Bloodline & Samijey. I’m a Sami fan. I’m a Roman fan. A Jey fan, a Jimmy fan, a Solo fan. So I enthuse about these guys a lot more than about all the others.

I freaking adore women’s wrestling. No female wrestlers are getting slandered on my watch. My current favs are Naomi, Becky, Bayley, Indi, Asuka, Shayna & Rhea in WWE, Jordynne in TNA & Willow, Mercedes and Toni in AEW. My forever undisputed favorite will be AJ Lee though. 

I enthuse about a lot of different wrestlers on a regular basis. So you’ll basically see lots of content about all the people from all the promotions. I don’t believe in the whole weird tribalism bullshit. Wrestling is awesome and no matter what you enjoy, I love that there’s so much variety for everyone these days.

I’m a writer and a shipper. I’m a multishipper. Wrestling is beautiful and very very gay. My absolute favorite ships are Samijey, Ambreigns/Romox (& JimmyKev & BayRhea), but I have a few others I like & I’m always open to writing and reading other new stuff too. Nothing’s set in stone when it comes to shipping.

If you enjoy M/M fanfic (and hopefully soon to be added F/F fanfic), you can find that pinned to the top of my blog, but also on my AO3 (don’t need an account). If you want something written, you can request it, I just kindly ask you to check my requests post for rules and limitations first. 

Other than wrestling, I’m very much a lover of TV shows, movies, books, music and all kinds of media in general, especially the queer kind. 

I’ve been in many fandoms over the years and I’m always happy to talk about them and post stuff about them (though admittedly a less often lately, wrestling has kinda completely taken over my blog at this point). These posts are usually tagged with “non wrestling” or “other obsessions” and the specific fandom name for blacklisting purposes, since these days this is my only blog & I don’t intend to change that.

I think that pretty much covers it. If you wanna come chat about anything, my inbox is always open, anon is always on. Unless you’re a minor, I’m happy to interact. I’m an adult. I post adult themes and content occasionally, so if you’re a minor I kindly ask you to not follow me. This is for your own safety. 

Anyway. It’s nice to meet you all! I hope you’ll enjoy what you see & that you’ll stick around! Come around for a chat if you ever feel up for it!

Little added PSA with TW for addiction/alcoholism:

I am a recovering alcoholic and drug/narcotics addict (sober for 2+ years at this point). It gets mentioned sometimes. I'm not ashamed of my past.

I'm rather strict (and very mindful) about tagging things correctly as to not trigger anyone or get triggered myself. 

If that info causes any issues on your end, whether that’s cause it’s a personal trigger and you want to (understandably) keep yourself safe, or because you’re simply being an unkind person who doesn’t believe that people can change and grow, I kindly ask you to turn around and leave for your sake, but also for my own.)

[beacon-lamp]

excuse me but what is teh election. like, what is happening. i do not know, and am very confused.

ok so the mcytblr elections are a tradition that began on october 12, 2020. here's my original post detailing the events of that night if you wanna know more. but essentially it's just a fun event where tumblr users in mcytblr form their own "political party" and try to get elected. people are varying levels of invested in it, some just simply announcing their bid and others engaging in political drama roleplay. but at the end of the day it's all just lighthearted fun. you can check out @/mcytblr-elections-2021 for more updates on the ongoing 3rd election cycle.

also, i'm doing my best to tag any post related to the election as "mcytblr election" so if you don't want to see any of that content/don't care, you can always blacklist it.

[nevergonnasimpyoumikey]

Just my personal thoughts on the way I use Tumblr and the unity of this fandom based on the recent discourse here on Tumblr.

tl;dr: I appreciate every creator in this fandom but no one can like everything in this fandom. Also don't bash ships or send hate.

I came to Tumblr originally to interact with people who enjoyed my fics. I stayed to post about my fics and also to find content that makes me laugh or inspires me to write, and that's the content I reblog. I don't aim to reblog everything about GTA or V. My idea for my blog is that at any time I want to be able to go through it and be entertained and/or inspired. And I often do scroll back on the old posts (I have a bad memory :D) so that's working for me!

But sometimes I do feel about that. Just because someone's art or fic doesn't personally speak to me, doesn't mean it's bad or not worthy of a reblog. It's just not for me but I appreciate everyone creating content because it's not easy AT ALL. And it's nothing personal against people: even if my dearest friends post about something I don't care about, I don't reblog.

So I've been wondering if should reblog posts just to lift up other people's works, but how could I do that and also keep the original idea of my blog? Likes don't increase visibility (also I use my likes as bookmarks :DD) so they don't help. I'm too lazy to tag things. I played with the idea of making a side blog where I reblog everything but I just don't have time to do that, and I don't think I'd even enjoy that all that much. But if anyone does have time, please feel free to steal that idea!

So I didn't find a solution to this other than doing my thing and trying not to stress about fandom stuff. I like that this fandom is so diverse, but I don't have time or interest to engage with everything, nor should I or anyone feel obliged to. Unity in fandom doesn't mean that everyone should like everything. Just looking at AO3, there are different ships for story mode and online, fics about RP characters and OC's...... We're all into different aspects of these games and that's okay.

So I don't know what could connect such a diverse fandom, except the obvious: be friendly to everyone, ACCEPT that other people are into different things, and don't be a fucking asshole and send hate to people or post negative stuff. I hate people bashing ships, whether that's Michael/Amanda or Trikey or some smaller ship, and the casual misogyny in the fandom (although in my experience, this is definitely a bigger problem in the fandom outside Tumblr, but I don't wanna see any more hate for Amanda here either).

In conclusion: If you don't like something, trying to convince other people not to like that thing gets you nowhere. You can't "convert" people because this fandom is so diverse, even if it is small. Pointing out problematic stuff and taking action when someone is acting in a hurtful way is different, of course, but in general, just let people enjoy what they enjoy!

It's of course sad that some ships don't have much content, but the best way to deal with that is to post things about it anyway and hope that someone thinks "Wait, that actually works". I'm saying this as someone who would love to read more Michael/Steve but isn't inspired enough to write about it, not yet, at least... People need to feel safe talking about smaller ships. And if you don't want to see posts about something, blacklisting is easy and I recommend it with all my heart. This is your free time, you gotta spend it the way you want to spend it. Block out stuff that makes you uncomfortable with no remorse.

All that being said: if I ever made anyone not feel safe or welcome in this fandom, I'd appreciate you messaging me, anon or off-anon, so I can check my behavior.

[hd-learns-korean]

Musical Monday's Week 3!

Hello All! Happy Monday, I hope you had a brilliant weekend and are on track for a beautiful week ahead.

Today I'm back with another music inspired study post.

No jokes when I say this song is FIRE! I love it so much!

Song: My First and Last (마지막 첫사랑)

Artist: NCT Dream

Song Recommended by: tell-tale-taeil

My thoughts on this song: If you wanna dance around and sing like you're staring in your own Kpop concert, then this song is for you! It's so good and has such a feel good vibe to it. Love it. 🎤🎵😍

Notes: I am not 100% fluent in Korean and use these study posts to help me practice writing and translating. I've done my best to quadruple check info, but there still may be some mistakes. If you spot any, or a better way to translate please lemme know so I can correct them! Thank you!

Translation notes: I have included a mixture of my own sentences, papago translations and Naver dictionary examples. Where sentences are not my own, I have labelled where they are sourced from.

Right then party people, shall we get this study session started?!

VOCABULARY:

보이다 be seen/ come into sight/ appear

Present Tense: 보여요

Past Tense: 보였어요

Future Tense: 보일 거예요

Nominal: 보임

흥미를 보이다 show interest/ express an interest (Naver)

요즘 그는 피아노 연주에 흥미를 보여요. He is interested in playing the piano these days.

본을 보이다 set an example/ serve as a model (Naver)

모범을 보이다 set a (good) example for somebody (Naver)

미나 씨는 이 아이들에게 좋은 모범을 보이고 있어요. Mina is setting a good example for these children.

첫선을 보이다 make a debut (Naver)

저희가 2월에 첫선을 보일 거예요! We will debut in February!// We're going to perform for the first time in February!

열의를 보이다 Show enthusiasm (Naver)

그의 정말 열의를 보이고 있는 것 같아요. I think he's showing real enthusiasm.

시큰둥한 반응을 보이다 show a lukewarm reaction. Show an indifferent reaction. (Naver)

가수에게 관객은 시큰둥한 반응을 보였어요. The audience showed a sour reaction to the singer. The audience gave a lukewarm reaction to the singer.

적히다 be written down/ be noted down/ to be blacklisted

Present Tense: 적혀요

Past Tense: 적혔어요

Future Tense: 적힐 거예요

Nominal: 적힘

저기 있는 카페 간판에는 뭐라고 적혀 있어요? What's written on the cafe sign over there? (Modified Naver example)

메모에 전화를 건 사람의 이름과 전화번호가 적혀 있었다. The caller's name and phone number were written on the memo. (Naver)

죄성합니다, 이름은 명단에 안 있는 적혔어요. I'm sorry, your name is not on the list.

설명 explanation/ account/ give an explanation (of)

설명 자막 A subtitle/ a cut-in (Naver) Description Subtitles

화면 아래에는 설명 자막을 있어요. At the bottom of the screen there is an explanation caption. (There are subtitles at the bottom of the screen)

오늘에서 무슨 봤는 간단히 설명해주세요. Briefly explain what you saw today. (My version)

오늘 본 내용을 간략하게 설명해 주세요. Please briefly explain what you saw today.

(papago version)

장황하게 설명하다 Give a long winded/ lengthy/ rambling explanation. (Naver)

장황하게 설명하지 마세요. Don’t give me a long winded explanation.

개략을 설명하다 give an outline/ general explanation (Naver)

부러워하다 envy/ be envious of

Present Tense: 부러워해요

Past Tense: 부러워했어요

Future Tense: 부러워할 거예요

Nominal: 부러워함

저는 미나의 요리 실력을 부러워해요. I envy Mina's cooking skills.

저는 유나의 노래 재능을 부러워해요. I envy Yuna's talent for singing.

알딸딸하다 tipsy (Informal)

Present Tense: 알딸딸해요

Past Tense: 알딸딸했어요

Future Tense: 알딸딸할 거예요

Nominal: 알딸딸함

난 좀 알딸딸해. I’m a little tipsy.

난 좀 기분이 알딸딸하다. I feel a little tipsy.

취하다 be drunk/ Figurative use = To be enchanted/ to be intoxicated/ be immersed in

Present Tense: 취해요

Past Tense: 취했어요

어젯밤 넌 진짜 취했어! You were really drunk last night!

그 아저씨가 취한 것 같아요? Do you think he’s drunk?

그 아저씨는 취한 것 같아요? Does he look drunk?

확실하다 sure/ certain/ confident/ positive/ definite

Present Tense: 확실해요

Past Tense: 확실했어

Future Tense: 확실할 거예요

확실한 입장을 취하다 To take a firm line/ stand on (Naver)

확실한 투자 a sound/ solid/ secure investment (Naver)

사장님, 확실한 투자인 것 같습니까? Boss, do you think it’s a solid investment?

확실한 증거 conclusive evidence (Naver)

확실한 것은 말할 수 없다 I cannot say for certain (Naver)

살펴보다 examine/ search for/ look into

Present Tense: 살펴봐요

Past Tense: 살펴봤어요

Future Tense: 살펴볼 거예요

문이 잘 잠겼나 살펴봤어요? Did you check to see if the door was locked?

면밀히 살펴보다 minutely examine (Naver)

되돌리다 restore/ return/ give something back/ set back/ put back

Present Tense: 되돌려요

Past Tense: 되돌렸어요

Future Tense: 되돌릴 거예요

집주인이 계약금을 되돌려 주지 않았서 난 지금 진짜 화나! I'm really angry right now because the landlord didn't return the down payment.

살피다 take a good look at/ watch/ observe/ inspect closely/ judge

Present Tense: 살펴요

Past Tense: 살폈어요

Future Tense: 살필 거예요

표정을 살피다 study/ read somebody’s face (Naver)

미나는 사장님의 눈치를 살폈어요. Mina checked her boss’s mood. Mina tread on eggshells around her boss.

심중을 살피다 take a look at what’s in one’s heart/ read a persons mind. (Naver)

할머니, 왜 창밖을 살펴고 있어요? Grandma, why are you looking out the window? Grandma why are you peeping out of the window?

의��을 살피다 Sound out/ try to find out somebody’s intentions (Naver)

Miscellaneous Interesting Things I Found In This Song:

Difference between 살펴보다 & 살피다:

Both mean to 'look'

However 살펴보다 is a compound verb comprising of 살피다 + 보다

살피다 = To look

Therefore 살펴보다 gives the meaning of to look more closely/ to examine.

Both practically mean the same thing.

GRAMMAR:

ㄴ/는 것 같다

It seems that….

I think that….

To express a guess that has some substance to it. The speaker is fairly certain of the facts.

Usually something the speaker knows but doesn’t want to seem tactless or blunt, the speaker is trying to be polite.

Speaker is politely and gently giving their opinion

Can also be used to express that the speaker has already experienced something.

Note: ㄴ 것 같다 Shows past tense for verbs

았/었/ 했 는 것 같다 Shows present tense for verbs

ㄴ 것 같다 present tense for adjectives.

To say I thought that, I felt that: Conjugate ㄴ/는 것 같다 into ㄴ/는 것 같았어(요)

Examples found in this song:

Oh 내게도 온 것 같아 Oh I think it came to me too

너에게 취한 것 같아 I think I’m drunk on you

ㄹ/을 것 같다:

The speaker is less certain of the facts

A vague guess

The speaker is being presumptive about the future

with a noun = N + 일 것 같다

ADJ./V = ADJ./V + (으)ㄹ 것 같다

Examples found in this song:

가슴이 곧 터져 버릴 것 같아 I feel like my heart will burst soon – it seems like my heart will burst soon.

I will be creating a separate grammar post for the grammar listed above, otherwise this post would be too long!

However I'd like to recommend a youtuber that covers this topic and her video is really good! It helped me grasp the topic and she gives a really useful and in depth explanation with great examples!

Check out this video on Youtube by youtuber Korean Jream

“Korean Noun Modifying Form ~(으)ㄴ/는/(으)ㄹ, with 것 같다 | Intermediate Korean Grammar"

There we go everyone study list complete! I hope you had fun studying with musical monday's and found this post helpful. Did you like the song choice? I hope so!

As always everyone

Stay safe, have a beautiful day, and Happy Studying! X

Sources: Naver dictionary, Papago translation, verbix.com, Korean Jream (Youtube)

Image Source: Background Image is not my own, it is sourced from unsplash.com. All credits go to the original creator. However I have edited it and added my own text.

[adam-memeleri]

hey kc... i've been thiking about elisa, and as someone who sees the potential, i wanna know what would you do for her in cmm. what would her alter ego be, costume, name, personality and how she would play it. please? 🥺🥺

i’m not as good at this as you but i’m gonna try akdjsk

okay! so! when i first saw the costumes, my mind immediately went to elisa in a flapper dress, and since there doesn’t seem to be any coherent time era (i guess chelsea’s from the american south like two centuries ago?? and then theres noah?? and bobby in a dress that short???) im going to stick with flapper elisa lmao

i know one of her outfits has the fringe i think that’s what it’s called already, but i’m talking full on flapper. fringe to the knees, short wig, headpiece, glitzy and cool coloured and dramatic, all that good stuff

her name would be bea hah fitzgerald and she’d be an up and coming performer who’s career had recently been tanked. i’m thinking she started shit with the wrong person, maybe someone at the party 👀, and they got her blacklisted or whatever from all the popular clubs and agencies and all that stuff i don’t know how any of that works tbh

enter the party. either chelsea invited her to try and help her career and introduce her to wealthy patrons like she did with a painter mc, or, and this is what i’m leaning towards, she crashes the party to maybe get revenge, or just attention back on her, and ends up with a target on her back, everyone accusing her of the murder, especially so if the victim was priya

i know her and priya never interacted i don’t think so at least but im kinda curious about their dynamic, and ruby seems like the best choice for her rival. she seems like she’s involved in a bunch of wealthy circles where she could have met bea, and maybe they were friends until bea messed up. maybe an affair? not sure who between them tho. and since ruby was once married to a powerful enough man, she could feasibly both have her own social power, and cut bea off from the business. also, i just think they’d be interesting together outside of the murder mystery and even within it, i think they’d do a good job pretending to hate each other lmao

elisa would mostly play it standoffish and making trouble. bea has no reason to trust anyone in that social circle and has no problem speaking her mind, she’s not trying to make friends, just money and a name for herself. also, this isn’t that related, but i think the reason elisa always got into trouble was cuz she wanted to push the boundaries and see what happened, not necessarily cuz she’s mean spirited, she just doesn’t realise that that can genuinely upset people. she’s cut herself off from the social media and performing part of her life, and doesn’t understand that other people haven’t for various reasons, and with an excuse of playing characters, i think that curiosity at pushing buttons to see what she can get away with would be magnified

so basically, bea’s going to get into a spat with as many people as possible until someone snaps and murders her akdjsk id like to imagine her death as being the final clue to who’s the murderer, but i honestly don’t know

[f0rever15elf]

How would the guys help you deal with someone that can’t take no for an answer/harassing you? It’s unfortunate that there are people who enjoy making others uncomfortable and see how far they can push boundaries. And hopefully that’s all it is because this type of situation can get scary quickly. I had a neighbor who bothered me so much I started having nightmares of him breaking into my home but thankfully he left one day and I never saw him again. Thank you for taking the time to write all these headcannons. You’re such a good writer. 😁

It’s always a scary situation to find yourself in. I’m glad you’re ok and I hope the nightmares don’t plague you anymore. And thank you so much my darling, I’m so glad you’re enjoying these! 

Head Canon Masterlist

When Someone is Harassing You:

Whiskey: Whiskey bristles if he’s with you when it happens. He knows you like having your own agency, so he lets you deal with it at first, staying quiet beside you as he keeps an eye on you. If the person keeps egging you on after you say no, he’ll repeat your statement to the person. If the person still doesn’t get the hint, he’ll wrap his arm around you, pulling you to him as he tells the fool to “get ta steppin’. Door’s that way.” If the person STILL keeps trying his luck, well, you remember that scene in Golden Circle? Say hello to Mr. Tornado in a Trailer Park. He will tussle, and leave the guy tied up in his lasso before paying the bill and taking your hand to lead you home. You never need to worry at home, because Whiskey has a top of the line security system. Misappropriated Statesman funds to install it? You betcha. 

Javi: Javi simply will not have this, especially given the dangerous shit he’s involved in, and that you are therefor exposed to by proxy. If anyone even begins to make you uncomfortable, he steps in, physically putting himself between you and the person making you uncomfortable. He’s not afraid to flash the badge to get someone to back off. He’s not as likely to start a bar fight. At least, he won’t throw the first punch. If someone puts their hands on you though? He will not hesitate to start throwing punches to get them off of you. Oh, and if you’re not already living with him? Well, you’re gonna be staying at his place for a few days. This is more for his own sanity than yours, just so he can make sure you’re ok. 

Frankie: Frankie postures over you. He’s not big on verbal confrontation (which is why 80% of the things that happened in TF, happened). But he knows how to carry himself. He’s ex-military, ex-spec ops. The man can make himself look intimidating when he wants to. Someone saddles up to you and it’s clear you’re uncomfortable, Frankie acts like your shadow, hovering and staring down the person making plays at you. If that’s not enough to get them to back off, Frankie is the type to just get up, pay the tab, and wrap his arm around you so he’s between you and the person pursuing you. Now, lets say this person is dumb enough to follow you out of the bar. Frankie will see you to the truck before turning and grabbing your harrasser by the collar. He’ll whisper a few things them, you’ll see the person’s face look like they’ve seen a ghost, and they bolt away. You never ask what he says, and you’re pretty sure you don’t wanna know, but you’re not bothered by that person ever again. As for at home, his side arm is in the night stand, and he makes sure you know how to use it. 

Ezra: The words that pour from his lips when he interrupts your harasser are said with the most sickeningly sweet voice he can muster. it kinda scares the bar tender, some of the things Ezra says he’ll do your harasser if said harasser doesn’t leave his precious gemstone alone. It’s all said with a smile that could turn water to ice and you know that he’s deathly serious. Any individual stupid enough to keep trying to go at you, Ezra will escort outside, asking you to please wait for him. He comes back a bit later flexing his fingers and shaking out his hand, but the person is gone and Ezra was let back in the bar, so you don’t ask questions as to what happened. As for keeping you safe at home, Ezra puts in for a decent security system. Whenever you’re feeling uncomfortable, he does his best to keep you with him, or to stay around with you in the house until both of you are sure you’re safe. But after the broken nose and double black eye the other guy got...well...let’s say Ezra and you have a reputation to not be played with . 

Oberyn: He will NOT have this.  Not in his court, not in his land, not with anyone who shares his bed. 0 tolerance policy. If he finds the person making you uncomfortable, that person’s life is about to become miserable. That’s assuming Oberyn doesn’t just toss that knife he always keeps on him at the harasser. The Red Viper is exactly as his namesake, waiting to strike, wild and unpredictable. But he’s fiercely loyal and protective. He’d probably make and example of this first harasser, letting it be known what will happen to anyone who ever even thinks of committing such an act against any of those whom he favors ever again. 

Din: Din lets you take care of yourself at first two. He knows you can, but he’ll be there in case anything goes wrong. Your harasser keeps trying, he says, “They said leave them alone.” he doesn’t look up from his spot next to you, and he’s still as a statue. That counts as their one and only warning from him. If this person keeps trying...well...hitting on someone who is clearly taken or not interested are some pretty crappy last words. Din doesn’t miss. Not at this close of range. You’ll stare at him wide eyed and he’ll just shrug, dropping some extra credits on the bar for the trouble to the bartender. Not many people try to harass you with a Mandalorian posturing over you with his hand on his blaster. Those stupid enough to try don’t last long. 

Pero: When someone hits on you or makes you uncomfortable and he’s there, you learn that Pero has some really creative ideas when it comes to cutting out tongues to keep creeps from talking. Another posturer. He’s always beside you, looming to protect you and with his fearsome visage, not many people dare to approach. Even fewer after he drove a dagger through the hand of someone reaching out to touch you. Word travels fast in a small community. Knowing you live with this mercenary, no one even tries to harass you at you home, knowing that your Spaniard won’t hesitate to come out with swords swinging to put a stop to the matter. Pero is the type to whisper his promises of protecting you to you when he’s holding you at night. And that’s all the reassurance you need, because you believe him. 

Max: Anyone dumb enough to try and flirt with or harass the one out with a vampire has made their last mistake. They become dinner. Max doesn’t make a show out of it, just standing with that businessman smile before compelling them outside. He comes back in wiping his mouth and a little bit warmer. At home, you know you never need to worry if Max is home. having a vampire is better than any guard dog. When Max is away, he makes sure his security system is top of the line. His policy with you is also that if you call and ever need him to come home, he will, no questions asked. 

Maxwell: No one will ever get close enough to you to flirt with you or harass you. You’re almost constantly on his arm, and his security detail is always nearby when you’re not with him. On the off chance someone does manage to make you uncomfortable, Maxwell ruins them. A financial break they will never recover from. Not to mention blacklisted on every job site his has access to. At home, the likelyhood of anyone getting close to the property, and therefor to you, is slim. He also has a top of the line security system, and you have a guard dog as well (who is your baby, no matter how much Maxwell insists the dog is for protection, not for a pet.) If he’s not home, there’s usually a member of the security detail somewhere around, making themselves scarce. If he ever hears about a case of you being uncomfortable, Maxwell isn’t really one to...physically correct the situation, he doesn’t really like touching, but he’ll wrap his arm around your waist instead of your arm as he normally does for a while when you go out, until he sees you’re more relaxed in public again. 

Marcus: Marcus is level headed with this kinda thing. He carries his badge with the FBI everywhere, so if you telling the person hitting on you to go away doesn’t work, and him telling the person your taken doesn’t work, he’ll flash the badge and say some big words about the consequences of harassment from a legal perspective. That usually scares lowlifes like that off. I can’t see Marcus starting a fight, he’d be more likely to just take you and leave if things were getting hot. He has his concealed carry though, and he does always have it on him, so you’re never unsafe while he’s by your side, though he’d much rather you any other method of calming the situation before he even thinks about reaching for the firearm. At home, he has his side arm, and like Frankie, he teaches you how to use it. best to be informed and not need to use the information than the other way around. He has a pretty decent security system. If you’re ever worried about someone coming to your house, he maaayyyyyy pull some strings in his position to have some coworkers stake out for a bit to keep an eye on things, especially if he’s not home to do so.