#i wanna really try to actually make something of this and not have it just be something i impulsively do and then abandon

[tobesolnelyx]

hey, we had fratboy shauna, lottie, and... fratboy jackie?

— so into you || fratboy and g!p jackie taylor headcanons 🎬

a/n: nothing smart to say this time. just need her. also, she gives strong ariana grande songs vibes if you ask me.

summary: she changed since high school and turns out…she’s not as bad as you thought she is. modern college au. girlfriend!jackie.

warnings: NSFW - content - MDNI

★ — well, you didn’t know that someone like jackie taylor exist til the day you walked in class. she sits spread open at the desk. varsity jacket around her shoulders with college soccer team logo. there’s weird, like really concerning amount of silver rings on her fingers. and, oh god, boxers are picking out from the waistband of her jeans.

★ — after that you learn that this girl is a soccer team captain! and your friends are pretty sure she’s into you. you let it slide for now, cause jackie…simply doesn’t make a move. sure, smiles at you, sometimes throw compliment or two. but nothing besides that.

★ — and hell, that girl got reputation. people say she’s mean which…just doesn’t make sense in your head. she’s so nervous around you, how could she be mean to anyone? then, when she finally gets her shit together, she catches you in cafeteria and in front of all your friends she asks you out.

i mean, she tries. cause what comes from her mouth sounds like she’s choking. “hi…so…” she swallows. “i actually don’t know, i mean, you don’t have a boyfriend, yeah? or hell, girlfriend? i just…” she stutters. “maybe you wanna go out? tomorrow? i mean, no rush! we don’t have to, it’s your choice, really…”

“jackie” you cut her off. “just pick me up around 6.”

she stares at you for a moment then she looks like she’s suddenly buzzing with energy. “oh fuck, great—“ she says relieved. “i mean, yeah. cool. whatever.” she mumbles, trying not to sound overexcited. she does anyway. she blushes like a total idiot walking away.

★ — did i mention her obsession with varsity jackets? no? cause this asshole has whole ass collection in her closet. not like you’re complaining when she borrows you another one. they’re smell like hell. (borrows is a big word, she just warps you in it. deal with it.)

★ — oh jackie’s smell. always so fresh, with that cologne sticking tt her skin that fills up your nostrils anytime she’s hovering over you.

★ — right! going back to her rings! the same with jackets — whole ass collections is placed at her nightstand. she wakes up in the morning and put random ones on. the more the better. turns out she loves jewellery in general. necklaces, bracelets. yes, she wears your bra strap as a bracelet.

★ — speaking of which — jackie has piercings! just in ears tho. beginning with basic lobes and ending with conch, helix and rook. and well…one hidden one. albert king piercing.

★ — you gasp when you have sex for the first time, feeling something like ring brushing against your velvet walls. you stare at her. not used to this new sensation.

“jackie, is that…?” you start but she nods swiftly, cheeks are flushed both from embarrassment and arousal.

“is it bad, cause…?” she pants but you shake your head swiftly.

“no, fuck that’s…” you manage to choke out. “that’s hot, jax.”

★ — you see, jackie was a virgin until she met you. she’s so panicked when you’re fucking for the first time. constantly asking you if she’s doing okay, if she’s not hurting you.

“jesus christ, jax.” you breathe out with amusement. “just fuck me.”

and god knows she does. firstly, she’s hesitant, taking things slow. but when her dick is buried deep inside your slick folds? she nearly cries out from pleasure. poor jackie, never had pussy around her cock. when she gets more confident, she fucks you like woman possessed. and she even moans way louder than you. whimpering in your ear with each thrust.

★ — not to mention the first time you give her a head. her eyes rolls back in her head from pleasure while you suck her tip with piercing.

★ — here’s another thing: jackie is prideful. jackie doesn’t like when people tell her what to do. always cocky, in charge. like she’s the best in every single thing she does (she’s not. she’s just annoying.) and then, there’s you. and she loves when you put her in her place while riding her dick. or even without fucking her. she just obeys.

★ — she loves affection but only privately. in public she plays this unbothered, smug frat. keeping your close but not always touching you. pressing kisses to your neck occasionally but she doesn’t cling to you. not around people at least. cough, reputation.

★ — cause when you’re alone? fuck, she does cling. her hands are all over you, lips travelling constantly up and down. like she’ll die if she won’t be touching you. call her all you want, she’s secretly an awful simp for you. also, people know that. probably after she fell asleep on you at that one party. gripping you like you’re the last person on planet earth.

★ — she gives you a lot compliments. leaving the notes on the fridge, in your notes, in your bag…everywhere. and you learn to compliment her too by that! she’s blushing like hell when you call her handsome.

★ — she’s annoying. like really fucking getting on your nerves sometimes. caring too much about her reputation. her clothes. her fucking appearance. all the damn time.

“jax, what the hell?” you ask irritated walking into the bathroom. “you’re sitting here for hours.”

“yeah, to look pretty for a date with my prettiest girlfriend” she grins tugging you for a kiss. and yeah…you melt right and there.

★ — she’s a smoker — always walking everywhere with her vape. she probably smokes something awfully sweet. like strawberry or raspberry.

★ — she needs to keep up her reputation of that confident, perfect asshole that somehow is loved by everyone around. but when it comes to you…you’re her safe place. she’s sensitive. more than people think. sometimes she simply cries in your arms because of the pressure. only to feel a little guilty next day and brings you breakfast to your bed. from your favourite restaurant. she memorised.

★ — she doesn’t say much i love you’s. she’s definitely not so obvious with her love. but she’s sure as hell possessive — you’re her absolute everything. and jackie taylor doesn’t share.

[dantes-jacket]

I’ve only wanted you

Dante x fem reader

Author notes: request #3! You confess to Dante and he rejects you. You two get into an argument, hurt/comfort, angst, fluff, love confessions

Dante Sparda. The infamous half demon half human demon hunter. Everyone in town knows his name and his business, Devil May Cry. But you know him as a goofy guy that loves pizza and strawberry sundaes.

He is also your closet friend and your biggest crush. But you’ve taken that secret to the grave. Or well you’re trying. Every time you two hang out it comes closer and closer to being blurted out.

Would it be a bad thing if it got known? You don’t know because you can’t even begin to think what he would say or do. He’d probably think you were just joking and brush it off like he does to the waitress at the cafe. Soon you’ll probably be in her boat at this rate.

You can’t help it though, Dante is so sweet and caring. He’s also super protective about you. He acts differently around you than he does with any other girl. He’s a lot more touchy and flirty with you compared to when he’s with Lady or Trish. He also doesn’t shy away from acting that way when they are around. It’s like he wants to make something known. Maybe you do have a chance.

You’re laying in your bed looking up at the ceiling while all these thoughts run through your head. It just makes your heart hurt more and more. Keeping this secret is really hurting you. Tonight you should tell him, even if it ruins everything. The thought of losing him hurts but the pain you’re feeling now also hurts a lot. You’d rather rip the band aid off instead of hurting yourself slowly.

You get out of bed with groan and get ready to head over to Dante’s. He called you earlier asking if you wanna hang out, of course you didn’t decline because you just want to be near him.

The walk to Devil May Cry is about fifteen minutes. It’s nice because the cool breeze is helping calm yourself down. Today is the day you’re going to confess. You know it could end horribly but that isn’t going to stop you now.

When you arrive you knock and the door and it swings open revealing Dante. “Thought you were the pizza man.”

You roll your eyes, “Oh I��m sorry, I can leave if you want.” You jokingly say while turning around to “walk away”.

He laughs at your joke and grabs your hand, “Not so fast, you’re mine tonight.”

You try to control yourself from blushing so he doesn’t see his comment makes you flustered. It does send your heart racing though. You let him drag you inside and he announces the plan for tonight, “Thought we could eat some pizza and catch up.”

“Sounds like fun.” You nod along with the idea. Wonder what kind of games he has in mind.

You set your purse down and kick off your shoes and head into the kitchen. You grab two beers and bring them back to the living room. You immediately fall onto the couch letting out a sigh of relief. Dante’s couch might be worn and old but it’s comforting and warm at the same time.

Dante comes to join you but it’s stopped in his tracks when he hears a knock at the door again. He grabs the pizza and walks back over to you. “Did you even pay for that?”

“Nah I had them put it on my tab.”

“Dante you’re probably going to go even more in debt if you don’t start paying for this stuff.”

“Hey it’s fineeee. Don’t worry your pretty little head over it.” He opens the pizza box and instantly digs in.

You try to not blush at this comment too. He definitely didn’t mean anything by it and was just playing with you. You change the subject and ask, “How have you been?”

He swallows a massive bite then answers, “You know same old same old. Killing demons while looking like a total sexy badass.”

You slap a hand over your face and drag it down of course he had to add the last part. “Yeah, yeah. But I meant how you actually are like as Dante.”

“Oh well that’s not fun. When I’m not hunting and killing demons I do nothing but wait to hunt and kill demons. I mean I’ve had some good pizza and strawberry sundaes recently.”

You roll your eyes, this man is really dense sometimes. “We need to get you a hobby that isn’t hunting and killing demons.”

He looks at you like you were the one that killed him family in front of him, “How dare you say that!”

Great now he’s pouting. “I didn’t mean it like that. I just meant find something to do in your free time while you wait. You like to dance but you’ve barely done that recently. We could get you some books to read-“

“BLEH, books? Are you trying to kill me with boredom? I’d rather sit in complete silence than read a book.”

You roll your eyes at the man again, “Sometimes I really think you’re a child.”

“Hey-“

“But then I remember you are probably the furthest thing from one.” You look over to him and he’s looking at you. You have his full attention and don’t seem like you’re going to lose it any time soon.

“You’re very strong Dante, the strongest person I know. You care so much about everyone around you and carry so many burdens just so you can help them. You’d take away all the pain from everyone and carry it yourself if you could. You hold the weight of the world on your shoulders but you never complain about it. You only face the problems head on and without any hesitation.”

You let out a shaky breath and continue, “I guess that��s why I fell for you. Everything about you is so admirable that it’s hard not to fall for you. I love you Dante and have for a while.”

You hear his breath hitch and you don’t dare to look at him. You close your eyes and pray that it doesn’t end like the bad scenarios you’ve made up in your head.

“Why did you have to ruin this?”

Your eyes fly open and you snap your neck to look at him. He looks absolutely pissed. “Tell me why did you have to fucking say that?”

Now you’re confused, “What- I don’t get what you mean.”

“WHY DID YOU HAVE TO TELL ME YOU LOVE ME!?” He’s standing up now and yelling. He’s never once raised his voice at you. This is a different side of him and you don’t like it one bit.

You stand up and try to stand toe to toe with him even though you know it’s probably useless. “Because keeping it a secret was hurting me! I had to tell you so it wouldn’t hurt anymore.”

“I don’t fucking care! We are friends and now you had to try and cross that line.”

Now you’re mad, “Don’t act like you don’t act differently around me! You act completely different with me compared to Trish and Lady.” You argued back.

“Well I don’t see you any different from those two! You mean the exact same to me as they do, nothing more nothing less. You’re basically a work friend. I’m not interested in you that way at all.”

Work friend? That’s it? After everything you two have gone through together in the past years, he doesn’t see you as someone close to him. You freeze and bite your lip at his comment. It’s like he’s tearing out your heart and handing it right back to you.

“I’m not even a demon hunter Dante!” You yell back. You lower your head so he wouldn’t see the tears that are starting to run down your cheeks. You lower your voice, “I was wrong, you’re not a good person. You’re just a jerk.” You lift your head to look at him and you see him open his mouth just to quickly shut it.

“I guess I made another mistake in loving you. I thought you’d be at least nicer.” You walk past him and slip on your shoes. You grab your purse and open the door.

Dante can’t move. He can’t comprehend any of this. He doesn’t know how it got so bad. But he doesn’t want you to leave. Not like this. Not when he lied to you.

“Hey come on wait-“ he steps closer to you reaching his hand out to grab your hand again.

You move your hand out of his reach, “Don’t touch me.”

“Wait I-“

You look at him solemnly, “This is goodbye Dante.” You then walk out and close the door behind you. Once you’re a couple feet away you sob harder and run back to your apartment.

This went worse than you ever could have imagined. You knew there was a possibility of him rejecting you but you never knew it would end like this. You two are definitely on opposite side of a cliff, with the biggest ravine between you.

Dante begs for you to open the door again and come back. He stands and watches hopelessly. He knows you’re not going to and he’s stupid for thinking that it’s even possible.

Why did he yell at you? Why in the actual fuck would he yell at his favorite person in the whole world? Why would he yell at the woman he loves?

Dante knows why he was so quick to say no though. Everyone he’s ever loved has died or been in some kind of pain because of him. He can’t put you through that and he can’t put himself through losing someone else he loves. You told him he was super strong but he feels so weak now. He feels weak because he broke everything between you two.

His necklace starts to feel oddly heavy around his neck, great his mom is mad at him too. He grabs the necklace and looks up, “I am going to fix this mom. I’m not going to let her get away.” He promises.

While you’re running back to your apartment you run into someone. You mentally curse yourself because now you’re going to be in an awkward situation. Before you can apologize you hear two people call out your name.

You recognized those voice. Shit you gotta run. You try to get around them and mumble a sorry but your hand is suddenly grabbed.

“Why are you running from us?” Trish asked.

You turn to look at them and they freeze at your tear stained face. You hide your face and try to stop the tears. But your broken heart won’t let you. Lady looks at Trish and they silently agree to get you back to your apartment.

They walk you back while you silently cry. Lady takes your purse and grabs your keys from it to unlock your door. Once you’re inside they guide you to the couch.

You finally calm down enough to where you’re not completely sobbing. But still have some stray tears rolling down your face.

Lady now speaks up, “Okay what in the hell happened?” Trish smacks her arm. “Ow what was that for?”

Trish only glares at her, “Let her go on her own time.”

“It’s fine.” You cut the arguing duo off. You tell them what happened and you have to hold them down.

“Oh I’m going to fucking kill him. Shoot him right between the eyes,” Lady growls.

“I’m right behind you girl. Let’s go.”

“Wait stop! Just leave it. It’s already so messy between us and I don’t want the rift to grow even bigger.”

Lady rolls her eyes and questions, “How can you defend him after this? He was a total douche to you.”

“I’m not defending him. I don’t even know if I could do that. What he said hurt me more than anything ever has. But I don’t want to completely burn our bridges. He’s good at what he does and that’s helped me many times.”

Trish sighs knowing you making a good argument. But she isn’t just going to sit around and let you be upset.

“How about this, tomorrow we all go out! I’ll invite some drinking friends and we can relax together. We gotta get your mind off of this.”

“Sounds good to me,” you respond. It actually sounds awful but you know they are going to drag you out no matter what you say. So it’s better to agree than disagree and make another argument happen.

•

A couple weeks have gone by since your big argument with Dante. You two have spoken a word to each other and haven’t seen each other since. You went out with Lady and Trish the next night and it was hell.

Most of the people Trish invited were guys so they were trying to hit on you and it made you feel uneasy. One guy was really persistent though.

His name was Jackson. He was kinda nice and okay to look at. He wasn’t funny, he didn’t like to dance, he wasn’t cocky, he wasn’t Dante. You shook your head at the thought. Dante is your standard now and you can’t even change it.

The going out for drink because quite common within the past few weeks which means you see Jackson more and more. Last night he asked you out on a date. The thought of that made you sick. You didn’t want to go out on a date with him. You’re still thinking about Dante.

You wonder how he’s doing. He’s been radio silent with Trish and Lady too. Maybe he knew they’d be on your side so he just kept to himself for now. You hope he’s okay. You hope he’s eating enough and getting enough sleep. You hope he’s taking care of himself during missions and resting properly after them.

You felt a tap on your shoulder and you look to see Jackson, “So is that a yes?”

Lady buts in and says yes for you. You give her a glare and she just shrugs it off. So much for no date.

Now you’re out shopping with Lady and Trish to get an outfit for the date tonight. They claimed you needed “a fresh new look for a fresh new start.” You hated every second of this. They kept handing you dress after dress to try on.

You ended up falling in love with one dress though. Of course it was red and of course it made you think of Dante. You tell them you want this dress and Trish eagerly buys it for you.

You three are walking out of the store that’s when you see him. The man you secretly have been yearning to see again. You can’t help yourself, you still love him. Even after what he said to you.

As if he senses eyes on him Dante turns and sees you three. He then quickly walks over to the group. Lady and Trish sees him approaching and goes to cover you. All he manages to get out is, “Hey.”

“Hello Dante.” Trish responds. The brave soul that’s going to go toe to toe with him.

“What are the three of you doing here?” He tries to look around the barrier they made to see you but they keep you blocked.

“We’re shopping for her date tonight. Now if you excuse us, we gotta go get her ready.”

“Date?” Dante stammers out not believing what Trish just said. She just nods and pushes you away.

Lady stays back and Dante looks at her, “Please tell me you’re joking.”

“No we aren’t. There’s some men out there that actually want her unlike you.”

“I WANT HER MORE THAN ANYTHING!” He snaps back.

“Then why yell at her like you did? Why say she means nothing to you?”

“Because I’m fucking afraid of losing her. The thought of it hurts so bad. I can take shots like nothing but she can’t. What if something happens to her because of me? I can’t live with that.”

“So you’d rather live without her?”

“No I want her right by my side.”

“You have to pick. You can’t say you want her then push her away. You also can expect to push her away and expect to have her.”

Lady starts to walk aways and looks over her shoulder, “She still talks and thinks about you all the time. She’s leaving at six for her date. If you want to fix this, stop her and apologize.” She then goes to catch up with you and Trish.

Dante stands there watching hopelessly again hoping you’d come back to him. But after Lady’s last comment there’s new fire that burns within him. He’s determined to get you back.

These past few weeks has been absolute hell for him. All he’s wanted to do is reach out to you. He can’t deal without your presence anymore. He misses how your laugh would fill up the quietness of Devil May Cry. He misses how the pillow on the couch you always slept on doesn’t smell like you anymore. He missing calling you and having you come over just to goof around with him.

He misses your beautiful self. He’s always thought you were eye catching. Your presence made him calm and happy. He needs you in his life again. He can’t go a minute without you anymore. Tonight he’s getting you back. He’s sure of it.

You finished getting ready and all you have to do is slip on your heels. You’re happy Lady and Trish left even though it kind of confused you. Lady whispered something in her ear and the two of them suddenly announced they are leaving. But it is peaceful because now you just get to think freely.

You slip on a pair of black heel and look at yourself in the mirror. You looked great, the red dress and heels really complement one another. You wonder what Dante would think of this dress. You shake your head trying to get the thought out. You finally got to see him today even though you didn’t get to talk to him. He looked exhausted, he must have just came from a mission.

You smack your hands against your cheeks to focus yourself. You’re going on a date with someone else tonight. You can at least be decent and not think about another man.

You hear a knock at your door and look at the clock. It’s 5:30 and you agreed to meet at the restaurant. So who on earth could be knocking?

You walk to the door and open it to be greeted with the man that hasn’t left your thoughts. You two stare at each other, waiting for the other to break the silence.

Dante swallows thickly and then murmurs, “Don’t go on the date.”

“Why?”

“You know why.”

“No Dante I don’t.”

“I can’t really say…”

You were happy to see him now you’re mad. You’ve had enough of this. He’s telling you not to go on the date and won’t tell you why. What is his goal here?

“Okay bye then.” You start to shut the door but he scrambles and stops you.

“Wait please don’t shut the door again. I have a feeling if it shuts again we are done.”

“What’s your goal here Dante? Are you trying to make me miserable?”

He pushes the door open so you two have no barrier between you two anymore. “Hell no. That’s honestly the last thing I want.”

“Funny, didn’t seem like you cared about that last time.”

“I know, I was a dick and shouldn’t have yelled at you. I regret it with every fiber of my being. Human and demonic side.”

“Dante, that doesn’t change what happened. You said I didn’t mean anything to you.”

“I didn’t mean it I promise. I’m so sorry for how I treated you. I wish I could take it all back because I regret it all. I want to punch myself for yelling at you but most of all I hate myself for lying to you.”

You gulp at his words. You think you know where this is going and you don’t know if he’s just going to say it or if he means it. “Dante, what do you mean?”

He steps forward and raises his hands to your cheeks. Seeing that you’re not stopping him, he rests them on your cheeks. He swipes his thumbs back and forth against trying to soothe you.

“I love you. I’ve always had.”

You bite your lip and close your eyes. You are taken back to when he said he saw you as nothing more than a work friend. That you meant nothing more to him. You hear that replaying in your head over and over again.

“You said I was nothing more to you than a work friend.”

You feel him flinch and him whisper, “I know.”

“You yelled at me and said I ruined everything.”

“I know.”

“You said you weren’t interested in me.”

“I know.”

“But Dante the funny thing is even after all that, I don’t hate you. I still am in love with you.”

He sighs and hangs his in relief. “Fuck I’m so sorry. I promise I’ll make it all up to you. I’ll take care of you and protect you. I’ll treasure your love till the day I die. Please give me the chance to make it right.”

“I trust you Dante but you only get one chance. Don’t waste it.”

“I’m not going to fucking waste a second more.”

He dips down to connects your lips. It’s as if a switch has gone off and made everything right again. This kiss feels so perfect and warm. It’s passionate and loving, like Dante is trying to confess even more than he has.

You two break apart and you look to see your lipstick smudged on his lips. You laugh at the look. You raised your hand to his lips and wipe off the lipstick.

“Heyyyy don’t do that I wanna walk around with that.”

“You’re fine. But now I gotta cancel the date. Great Trish is going to be mad the dress didn’t get its use.”

You start to walk away but Dante pulls you back into his embrace. Your back is against his chest and he leans down and whispers into your ear, “Nah you’re going to be a no show baby, no more talking to that guy. But I’m going to take you out because I’m not wasting this sight. You look so fucking hot in red.”

@fashionloverr846

[cripplecharacters]

Thank you so much for this blog. Can I take a moment to ask the rest of your followers to please stop using it to ask for *permission* to write whatever they're trying to write? On every ask that starts with "can I write XYZ?", I just wanna grab the asker by the shoulders and ask back "what do you think is going to happen if you do?"

Since there's no ableism police going around inspecting amateur creative projects, this is really a poorly worded version of "is this bad/ableist/problematic/gonna get me cancelled/punished?", with an undercurrent of "am I bad? Am I a bad person? Please reassure me that I'm not a bad person", which is a hell of a lot to drop on a handful of strangers online who can only ever give you a bit of information and their own biased personal opinions.

I swear I'm not trying to be a jerk about this. It's good that so many people want to depict disability in fiction beyond flat stereotypes. But it's incredibly hard to create *anything* with this level of anxiety and craving for approval. It's sooo much better to be driven by playful curiosity. Learn to love research! Don't underestimate your capacity for critical thinking! Dare to form your own opinions! The worst that can (and will) happen is that you'll be wrong and make mistakes. Big deal.

I also invite everyone to get further along in the writing process before running to consult here. Writing is rewriting, and it's easier to rewrite what's already on the page than toy with hypothetical ideas forever. Tumblr jokes a lot about the mere existence of bad pieces of writing being "a hate crime", but let's get real. Your accidentally ableist first draft is not an act of violence, and treating it that way is not disability advocacy or activism or helpful to anyone.

Sorry if this ended up too long or verbose. What do you mods think? Agree/disagree?

I can't speak for the other mods but I mostly agree TBH.

There's much more to writing disabled characters than just getting a "stamp of approval" that what you're doing "is OK". And it's not that it's bad to consult others to make sure you're not being ableist (it isn't), but a good disabled character can't just be a character that's Not Offensive.

They should be well researched, they should be interesting, and they shouldn't just be there to be "good disabled rep". They should be a character, not a diversity quota to fill.

I've addressed the whole "no one is actually going to Cancel You if you write something ableist" in one of my older posts about writing characters with facial differences because it's true. One billion movies and series and comics come out every year and a ton of them are ableist, and I promise you no one is getting "cancelled" over having a villain with a scar.

I stopped answering those "is it ok if my villain is deformed and scarred?!??" asks because they don't really add anything, they're usually not looking to change anything or learn anything, they just want a Cripple's Stamp of Approval. And that's not going to result in a good character, ever, it's just like showing a thumbs up to a writer that it's OK for them to write this offensive thing. What's the point? If you want to write it so bad, just do it... There is no Council of Disfigured People that will cancel you and take your house. You don't need my permission to write a generic evil disfigured guy and I'm not going to grant it. If you don't want to actually learn or change anything, there's no point in asking.

As I said, that's my opinion and not necessarily representative of the other mods on the blog.

mod Sasza

As to my opinion I largely agree. You (the general you, not you specifically asker, which is what I will mean in this whole ask when I say 'you') can write whatever you want and no one will send you a certified letter by mail that says you are Cancelled or a Bad Person or whatever.

We just want people to do research and put thought behind what they're writing. To think about why things are considered ableist, by us or by anyone else. And we want people to make disabled characters be characters and not just a Trope.

We as a mod team, but also as just regular people, can't or control what anyone does or doesn't write/draw/do. No one can. If you want to write something we hate, then do it. We won't stop you. We can't. We just won't like it, but if you're that committed to writing what you're writing, you can live with that, or at least you should. Someone's specific piece of art/writing/etc won't change our minds on what we've previously stated. No, not even yours. But you can do it if you really want to because that's how being an individual person works.

mod sparrow

[lifeafterpsychiatry]

I've had a few therapists try censor my language and it's like if this isn't the environment where I can say literally whatever is on my mind without thinking of social norms or making the other person uncomfortable, then where is?

I don't mean cursing btw. I never swore in front of a therapist. I mean I would say I'm depressed and they would 'correct' me and say it was low mood, or I'd say I wanna be normal and they'd ban me from using the word normal.

I can't express myself properly if I can't say how I really feel and need to sit in front of the therapist thinking of ways to rephrase it so they don't patronise me.

I can kind of see where they were coming from with the whole 'normal' thing but I still think making me censor myself was counterproductive

It's true and I hate it. So many times people (mental health professionals included) will interrupt something I'm trying to tell them to say shit like "you shouldn't call yourself schizophrenic you should say as a person suffering from schizophrenia" or "don't say you're autistic say you have autism" and it's like. Maybe listen to what I'm actually trying to communicate about my life and experiences instead of just interrupting me to police my language and what words I use about MY OWN experiences??

[darlingdaisyfarm]

HEYY!! DIDN’T NOTICE THE ASK BUTTON UNTIL NOW! IM JUST WONDERING HOW YOUR DOING, AND HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAYYY (I apologize for not saying sooner, just found out how to like idk ask or something)

I SWEAR I DON’T MEAN TO SOUND PUSHY OR IF I ASK TOO MANY TIMES, PLEASE JUST SAY IF UTS ANNOYING, BUT DO YOU HAVE: “Jealous!Stanford Pines x Reader” ? CAUSE IDK IM JUST CURIOUS 😭💔

⋆౨ৎ˚ jealous!Ford x you hcs ˖ ࣪

ahhh, thank u so much sweetheart!! no it's not annoying at all, pls dont say that. and sure, here it is! honestly it was pretty helpful for me too because im writing a fic where Ford experiences jealousy. i think it also depends on what exactly he's jealous of (his own brother, random person, pet, etc) and your stage of the relationship

warning its a bit suggestive at the end

ꪆৎ Ford's jealous streak is most obvious when it comes to your mind, i think. like, if you’re showing too much interest in someone else’s ideas, books, or theories, he’ll be the first to drop some passive-aggressive comments

ꪆৎ you’re talking about some science or philosophy with someone, and Ford’s watching, feeling that tiny gnawing jealousy of someone challenging his brilliance. . . he won’t snap, but you'll catch him slipping in little comments, “well, actually, my research on this subject. . . ah, never mind. not worth mentioning to a layperson” ofc it's not directed at you! but to that idiot who dared to interest you

ꪆৎ later, though, after a long talk, he’ll pull you into his study and try to “explain” why only his thoughts matter <333 “you should know, sweetheart, i have 12 phds, allow me to explain you this properly.”

ꪆৎ “what? i’m not upset. i just think it’s interesting that you laughed at his joke when i’ve been trying to impress you with my brain for three years.”

ꪆৎ he starts touching you more too. hand on your knee during conversations. brushing your fingers when handing you smth. standing behind you, palm at the small of your back when you’re with others. and yet still, he doesn’t say a word because he doesn't wanna ruin anything. but his body moves on its own. “this is mine,” is what he’s trying to say

ꪆৎ Stan has always been the loud, charismatic one. Ford’s the thinker, the quiet one, who would rather bury himself in books than make small talk but he just cant help it. Ford doesn’t like it, he doesn’t like how his heart races with frustration or how his fists ball up, wanting to grab you and pull you away. he wont do it, but it doesn't mean he cant imagine it

ꪆৎ if you wear something revealing, Ford absolutely adores it, but insists on walking right next to you all evening

ꪆৎ he overhears you talking about a celebrity crush and spends ten minutes googling them in secret, furiously comparing their jawlines, yeah

ꪆৎ OMG. i believe he clears his throat when someone flirts with you... you know

ꪆৎ if it’s Stan flirting with you, Ford plays it off like he’s above it “Stanley, can you be serious for once?” but his eyes are laser-focused on you, reading your expression

ꪆৎ lmao, you'll probably hear smth as “i hope you had a pleasant conversation with my brother. he can be. . . charming, when he wishes.” prob says it with the politeness of someone screaming internally. and then he obsessively throws himself into work, convinced he's being ridiculous. you're allowed to have friends. you’re not his. not really

ꪆৎ i mean, he wants you to be. but he's terrified of what he might become if he lets himself act like it

ꪆৎ a lot of phrases like “well, i would’ve helped you carry that, but i assume your new friend has that covered.”

“no, go ahead! ill wait. im clearly not as exciting to talk to.” he’ll say it politely though, you wont even notice. even with a smile. and if you don’t pick up on it, he gets quiet and tells himself he’s just being irrational, but it still eats him alive

ꪆৎ Ford still tries to suppress it, but his eyes give him away. he stares. hard. at the person touching you. at the way your mouth curves. at your hands when they gesture

ꪆৎ and if he lets this jealousy win in the public, which happens like really rarely, Ford will absolutely pull you away from a conversation. six fingered hand at your elbow, “excuse us” and you’ll be halfway down the hall before he spins you against the wall

ꪆৎ but may also say, when you're two alone after you spend whole evening talking to someone, “oh, im sorry, were you enjoying yourself? you seemed so. . . engaged with them. i didn’t want to interrupt.”

ꪆৎ you get a pet. a cat, a dog, whatever. and suddenly your affection is going to this creature and not him. Ford doesn’t act out but he gets so still. sits next to you while you pet it, hand on your thigh, but not saying a word. you look over and he finally admits, looking so needy, “i’m being ridiculous but i want to be babied too” so you pull him into your lap instead and he kisses your shoulder with a quiet smile <3

ꪆৎ he gets also weirdly sulky about it. “you let the cat sleep on your chest, when it's my turn?”, “i counted, you kissed it on the head four times. i only got two :(” yes he’s serious. he’s a little unwell

ꪆৎ uhh, u call your pet “baby” and Ford visibly pouts

ꪆৎ if you’re talking to someone “too long” at a gathering, Ford won’t interrupt. but he will appear silently next to you, hand brushing your lower back, and when you finally break away and turn to him like “what’s up?” he’ll smile, as always, so polite. “nothing. i just missed the sound of your voice”

“that person seemed very interested in you. lucky them.”

“did you like the way they looked at you?”

ꪆৎ and the thing is, he’s insecure. so when he’s possessive, it’s always laced with guilt. Ford hates that he wants to stake a claim. hates how it feels to need you so much it makes his skin crawl when you’re focused on someone else

ꪆৎ Ford's jealousy always turns into guilt. he’s always so self-critical, he feels like he should be better than this. Ford knows it’s irrational, that you wouldn’t cheat or leave him for someone else, but it doesn’t stop the surge of possessiveness.

ꪆৎ he can’t help but feel like maybe he’s not enough for you, and that’s what sparks the jealousy in the first place. he feels the jealousy deep in his chest, this irrational, ugly thing he can’t quite stamp out

ꪆৎ he’ll kiss your neck just a little too hard. grip your wrist too long. but it’s always followed by “was that okay?” or “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to get carried away.” and god help him if you ever tease him for it

ꪆৎ “ohhh, baby. you’re jealous, aren’t you?” he’ll bristle, sputter, adjust his coat and glasses, trying to avoid looking into your eyes. “that’s ridiculous. i— no, i simply don’t appreciate disrespect. I’m not. . . possessive.” but when you'll play this game of silence, watching him, waiting him to spill it, oh he will!! “okay. was it that obvious?” he’ll say this so small. you’ll want to eat him alive <3

ꪆৎ Ford doesn’t always keep it all bottled up, so then, when you’re finally alone and he got u all to himself, he’s kissing you, but being more rough about it, not like hurting you, but sometimes, i like when Ford gets more dominant and brave in his actions. hand around your jaw, palm splayed across your back, pulling you in. “you’re mine.” he'll whisper right into your lips because hes lowkey getting turned on by your little gasps whenever he tightens his grip. “no one else gets to hear these sounds from you. please, tell me, tell me im the only one.” he always has to ask, always needs to hear it back

ꪆৎ if you ever jokingly mention how hot he gets when jealous, he will hide his face in your shoulder/neck/hair, very very quietly muttering, “you’re cruel, honey, you enjoy making me lose my mind, don’t you?”

[midnight1nk]

So, this week's episode...

[spoilers below cut]

OH we technically guessed it right, we are getting an episode with 3 after all. Hell yeah! For that, friends, we each get an ice cream (gonna get myself some mint chocolate chip)

Now that we have our snack, let's enjoy the episode, shall we?

(the following is my live reaction:)

(god i love the intro so much, it makes my brain happy like :3 I'm telling you it's my Saturday morning cartoon)

YOOO are we getting more of 3 and Bob dynamic? oh HELL YEAH!

You gotta admit, we've been waiting for interesting character dynamics!! This was the ones I was on my list ever since the "No TV Make Mario No Okie Dokie" episode (but fr can they be money-loving besties? for me specifically?)

"sugar" right......

Well..... I mean, they are pretty valuable. Which ones were they? Someone pass me some thin mints

Bob: "And I took those cookies from you!" Why do I imagine 3 pulling the whole "taking candy from a baby" scenario and steal a wagon of those cookies from a Girl Scout? Either that or 3's scout leader for the SMG4 Kids, Girl Scout being gender neutral. Eh, probably the former, but could you imagine? *secretly writes this down*

Y'know it would be crazy if it was in the daycare and it was the kids

their lil brave march into the daycare, that really got a giggle out of me hehe

Bob: "These are dangerous guys." He's not wrong, they can be scary sometimes

the RETURN of Gooby4.... oh....

*WOTFI 2024 flashbacks* 😶 huh. (let's just move on, ok?)

(update: yeah don't think I didn't see 3 with the brainrot smh)

3: "I'M TOO YOUNG AND GORGEOUS TO DIE" PFFT HAHAHA that seriously got me, that's good ......wait. y'know how I said that 3 might be insecure about his self-image? huh. well, guess what's gonna be a new addition to the tier list :D

MEGGY?

ah, that makes sense 😊↕️ look at her, she looks so happy like :>

oh gurl, not that you would know but that's not what they meant /lh

YAY the M&M (sibling) duo is here! ofc he would be

"sugar rush" HAHAHA man they really do be saying some great lines this episode

oop that little bit of animation with 3, love that they sneak those lil bits in

welp, worst person you can have to teach about how "sharing is caring" haha (if anyone's going to bring up the endorsement usb, that didn't count, let's be clear on that)

wait, hang on, I got another bit of these:

writer Ink: "...And then the rat gang surround Bob and pull out their cheese swords." producer Ink: "Wow, I get it'll be tough for him to get out of that situation." writer Ink: "Actually, it's going to be easy, barely an inconvenience!" producer Ink: "Oh, really?" writer Ink: "Yeah, he's just going to show off how hot he is and then the rats would die from his attractiveness. Like they would say 'Oh no, he's hot!'" producer Ink: "Every one of them?" writer Ink: "Every one of them." producer Ink: "Wow, I'm glad he was able to defeat them with the power of gay awakenings... or something, I can't tell." writer Ink: "I mean, is anyone in the SMG4 universe really a 100% straight and/or cis?" producer Ink: "Fair enough! But what about Francis?" writer Ink: "Hey, shut up (he's dead)"

/silly

anyway, look how happy 3 is, enjoying that story :)

as someone who watched all of the final destination and saw movies, 3's not wrong

me likey :D

hold on, how come the kids get a free cappuccino? I want one! I wanna try 3's coffee >:( /silly

Bob: "Please go the fuck to sleep" OMG I haven't heard this audio for SO LONG, it was bc the I was rewatching a 64 Blooper "Shoot to the Observatory in the Sky". For what? uuuh it's confidential for the time being, folks. anyway this really hit me with nostalgia like you have no idea

PFFT HAHAHAHAHA I might pass out oh fuck

idc what anyone says, this is the joke of all time

oh i hate that png of Mario and his teeth /lh

NO MARIO THAT'S NOT IT

AY now Mario can match with Pirate 4 from the "Mario PC Virus" episode

btw he's so sweet with the kids like 4 does 😭 (just unfortunately putting them in dangerous situations unintentionally, whoops)

*head in hands* naurrrrr

*wheeze* the cutaway from that tho

yep, everything coming together, huh boys?

c'mon Bob, you got us in this mess, just give them the money!!

😦 and we're fuuuuuuuuuucked

OUGH I felt that to my core. stepping on legos are the worst smh

YES lesson here, folks: adapt on the battlefield

OUGH i felt that AGAIN

See? Bob was right, kids are dangerous (if you give them the right stuff) 😊↕️

goddammit we were so close

the boss? MARTY?! OH SHIT HE'S BACK, I TOLD YALL

ik 3, ik but that's GOOD, for me specifically

I gotta love this moment bc genuinely Marty is a menacing villain if you think about every crime he's ever done but because he's a cardboard cutout, most of us in the audience don't really take him seriously. For 3 and Mario tho, being in WOTFI 2023 and the poisonous pasta sauce fiasco, they know what he's capable of but they can always kick his ass again, just like last time

please puzzles, can you recruit marty? it would be cool i swear

oh, is Marty going to be mad about what 3 did?

*blink blink* wha?

Oh, I guess we're gonna have to go with that narrative. Like I said, we gotta adapt. it's time to improvise!!

Marty: "I'll let this sugar incident slide...this time." 👀 this time?

OOP and the cops got him. wait. WAITWAITWAIT HE'S GOING TO JAIL! maybe not in the same row but MAYBE he's with Puzzles rn in the same jail!!

sorry, this is just so adorable to see 💙

one day, we'll get "I need a hero" (shrek 2 cover) on an episode *cough cough* PV plus *cough*. Hey, if I was able to manifest the "Friends on the Other Side" into the show, we can do this

😨 OWWWW THIS IS WORSE THAN THE LEGO I FELT THAT SOMEHOW

sidenote: I do love 3's sunglasses here, slay honestly! It kinda reminds me a lot of Shadow's from the Sonic calendar art, strange for me to just say that but it's true (one day I'll have "Mario in Sonic 3". one day.......)

YUP this is a different jail from last time!! Not that this would stop him from escaping but wouldn't it be cool if we... gee idk... have him recruited for some revenge thing. perhaps 👀

(Team, if you pan to the right and we see puzzles, I would scream)

Oh, but trust. the cardboard kid is gonna come back somehow. Probably not alive bc the one who did it for Marty was Mario (y'know, aka the Avatar), but this cutout's going to be important somehow

Congrats to ElisCZ for your art being featured in the end credits! 🎉 And anniversary fanart for Puzzlevision no less, hell yea!!

(hey Team, why Puzzles? Not that I hate the choice but any particular reason why? hmmm *sits cutely* /silly)

.・-: ✧ :--: ✧ :-・.

Wow, this was such a silly and fun episode! Seriously Team, you've done a great job, yall got be CRACKLING throughout the whole thing which isn't an easy feat. AND a 3 + Bob dynamic? I LOVE IT!! This was so good and I really hope we get to have more episodes like this, either with team-up dynamics or character exploration (like 3 in particular).

Now, as for my tier list I mentioned earlier, here's the updated version from the first one:

yep, 3's self-image issues are definitely in the "it keeps me up at night" pile 😌↕️

Anyway MARTY IS BACK!! Oh man, I'm REALLY hoping Puzzles would also recruit him into the revenge plan. He would be, dare I say it, perfect for it. Ok ok, you guys gotta see my (creative) vision here:

we will need Marty to transfer to solitary confinement row with Puzzles, or just have them in the same building, either one works

Then, for the next arc around June, WPNZ breaks Puzzles out of jail (and Marty uses the opportunity to get out of there too with his "son"), and then our two antagonists get a chance to have a whole arc for themselves to bond. y'know the whole strangers to friends to breakup (read: divorce) to reconciling. Hell, the Crew doesn't even need to be part of it at all, and that way we raise the stakes higher for the future. Side note: they didn't know Marty was in jail.

WOTFI 2025 would have Marty as the main anatagonist but this time, the whole Crew (yes. even Karen) would be there and once he's defeated but not killed, Puzzles would come and recruit him. Idk, probably for Marty losing his son or something bc of them.

THEN we get Puzzlevision Plus/IGBP 2 (+ the ultimate test of 3's character development if he gets recruited right before it)

😎 eh eh? how's that? *crickets* .....yea, like that's ever gonna happen hehe. I'll just uh. leave this in my concept vault and hopefully I'll get the fic out before the next arc. I wouldn't even count that tho if I were you. I really don't have much to say for this review other than that this was such an enjoyable episode, so have these instead:

Look at the cuties ^^. That's all from me, folks! I'll see yall in the next one, and remember: numbers always go first!

[marinette-the-clarinet]

Okay, I wasn't originally gonna post this because it's just a demo right now, but then I decided fuck it, I wanna show people my WIP because I'm really proud of it and I figured a lot of y'all would enjoy it, even if it's just me banging on the piano for 4 minutes. But uh, yeah! I wrote a Ragatha song a few months ago, and I finally was able to record myself singing and playing it a couple of weeks ago. I'm working on getting it actually produced into something, so hopefully you'll all see its progress as it goes!

Context is pretty simple: Ragatha is trying to comfort Pomni, but in doing so, realizes she's singing to herself more than she's singing to the jester. It's supposed to be a happy-toned song that covers up an impending sense of dread, just like Ragatha would have wanted :). Lyrics are below the cut if y'all are interested!

LYRICS

Hey there new stuff, watcha thinking about? 

I'm sure you're overwhelmed, and still freaking out

Well I'm here to help you, and guide you through these halls

Don't worry about the pain and death that's scattered through the walls 

I know you're wondering, is there a way to leave? 

There is no exit, but you don't have to grieve

This is your new life, and we're all your new friends! 

And we'll always be by your side, until our nonexistent end!!!! 

I know right now you might think that your life is over

But I'm here to help! 

(Chorus) 

So when you feel a little down

And start to wear a little frown

Just think of all the things that make you happy, it'll brighten up your day

And when you feel like you are stuck

Or like you're all out of luck

Just remember to breathe and trust your way, everything is gonna be okay 

(Doo doo doo) 

Everything is gonna be okay

(Doo doo doo)

(Verse 2)

How you doing? You look a bit rough

I know today's adventure was a bit tough

But when you look past all the knives and all the tears

You'll have a lot more fun, and realize the circus really cares 

You say it's a nightmare? I understand why

Some things get scary, but remember, we can't die! 

There are some perks to this new digital life! 

And if you look on the bright side, it makes all the bad parts way less right 

I know you might still think that your life is over

But I'm still here to help! 

(To Chorus) 

(Bridge) 

I was once in your shoes, I wanted to find a way out

I used to panic all the time, I thought I'd be heard if I'd just shout

But after years and years I figured I would get accustomed to 

Suck things in and battle through

Cause what's the point of finding answers if nothing can save you? 

And it's easy for me to think my life is over 

But

Whenever I feel down

And start to wear a little frown

I think of all the things that make me happy,  Oh, enough about me! 

(CHORUS) 

[undercover-stories]

I really think most people genuinely do not understand why Wen Ning is so attached to Wei Ying and vice versa. Ultimately, at their core, it's because they 100% share the same morals at the same time while everyone else was fumbling still trying to find theirs. What's even better WEN NING did it first! Because his moment of truth came before Wei Ying's. In a time where doing the right thing was seen as betrayal and against the moral values you grew up with (askewed or otherwise), when you actually needed to make the decision of right and wrong would you? And Wen Ning IMMEDIATELY passed. He saw the massacre his clan was causing, and yeah, he's overwhelmed. He's one dude. What is he supposed to do. Then Wei Ying walks up and gives him this opportunity to actually walk the talk, and he leaped for it. Absolutely excited at the chance to do so. Even went out of his way to try and find Jiang Fengmian and Yu Ziyuan's bodies. Hid the brothers, treated them, fed them, lovingly manipulated Wen Qing's love for him into making her do the same

Then when it came to the GCE you know damn well he agreed to it because if that was Wen Qing on the table that needed something from him he would have plucked it out himself if he could to give it to her even though he knows it would have pissed her off. Which is also understandably among the main reasons he probably got so frustrated with Jiang Cheng. Not because he wanted to set some kind of socially mandated perception of debt back on track but because he wanted Jiang Cheng to remember more than anything else, that's your fucking brother you dipshit. Not whatever imagined monster you've cooked up in your head. Your brother. (The dipshit is from me. Wen Ning would never)

He was also probably so frustrated at Jiang Cheng's allegations that Wei Ying caused the Lotus massacre too (or at the very least had a hand in it). Cause he's a Wen. He of all people would've known that it wasn't because of some imagined slight between clans. It was the Wens getting too big for their britches and demanding power and respect they didn't deserve and the only reason Lotus Pier fell was because the Jiangs (or specifically Yu Ziyuan of you really wanna get into who's really to blame) said no with a whip to Wang Lingjiao's face. Wen Ning forced Jiang Cheng to deconstruct every misconception he'd hammered into his head over the years, and that's why Jiang Cheng fell apart.

Also similar to Wei Ying, Wen Ning of all people had every right to be angry at the world. They murdered him in cold blood, made him watch his sister burn alive, killed whatever family he had left (including to his knowledge a 4 year old child) and kept him locked and controlled for 13 years. But instead, again similar to Wei Ying, he didn't want a fight, he didn't want revenge. He just wanted to be allowed to exist. That's it.

Wen Ning and Wei Ying are really just reflections of one another, with the only difference being that both their anxieties over the value of their own existence manifested in different ways. For Wen Ning it was about making himself small and for Wei Ying it was about overcompensating everyone else's fault by always trying to be the first one to go "it's not a big deal" when it really very much is a big deal. Like if you think about it, the only time Wei Ying went on the offensive was to protect his siblings. And every single person who condemns Wei Ying for giving his core to Jiang Cheng without his consent is a hypocrite. Because you can't tell me that if it was you standing there seeing someone you loved dearly slowly killing themselves you wouldn't have done everything you possibly could if it meant you could at the very least give them back the will to fight and live. Even if it was behind their back

Also psssst, if you really think about it, Wei Ying giving Jiang Cheng his core 'without his consent' isn't any different then when you have someone you love institutionalized without their consent because they are very clearly a danger to themselves. (And don't come at me with 'being institutionalized made me worse' because that's very obviously not what happened with Jiang Cheng. He thrived with Wei Ying's core. With his own effort obviously but still). What's the equivalent for Wei Ying? I dunno, probably something about going homeless to pay the bills maybe.

[moonlight-tmd]

Honestly, Idk about those “character suddenly turns into something” cuz it feels off about the whole “plot” aspect but I kinda wanna see Bee becoming a child (I saw your dadimus prime AU and I love it SO MUCH)) and seeing 3 new faces that he definitely does not know

Omg i actually thought about it before.

Like imagine a freak accident with the allspark happens... Sari has been showing her childhood pictures with her dad to the team and Optimus decided to also show them Bee's baby pictures. Bee was very much embarrassed when everyone cooed at how cute and smol he used to be, although he did look a bit unhinged in the first few photos, just staring blankly straight into a camera.

Then came the fun photos, the ones where Bee is clearly enjoying himself like a normal sparkling, Op had few where he caught Bee mid-disassembling some small device saying "And this is where Bee's passion for tinkering began." He had few with himself, with Bee's teacher Arcee- one of the absolute favorites was the one where a young Bee's grinning wider than ever with Ratchet half wrapped in bandages, rolling his optics with a smile. Old docbot had a fair share of babysitting bee in the past and this one was when he was teaching Bee first aid. Sari promptly called him Bee's grandpa which Bee happily agreed.

That whole event made Optimus nostalgic and he spend the rest of his day just looking thru the albums remembering how his bitlet was when he was so tiny. He wished he could go thru that phase once more, to have his tiny little sparkling again just for a day or two...

Well, cue the surprise on his face when an unstable allspark appears and they end up chasing a tiny yellow bitty.

They couldn't contact him after the explosion and saw something skittering away and ended up cornering a tiny sparkling Bee. Bulk, Sari and Prowl were so confused, Prowl wanted to take a closer look but as soon as Bee saw him crouched next to him he started crying.

"SIREE!!" He cried as he ran towards Optimus who just arrived on the scene with Ratchet. He was so stunned he almost missed kneeling down to pick his bitty up for comfort.

So now they are stuck with a way too young Bee and not knowing how to fix this. Optimus obviously fell into the role without issue, no one really seen him be so fatherly with Bee before, except Ratchet of course. It was a little weird to get used to it, Bulkhead was so scared of hurting Bee cuz he was so tiny, smaller than Sari almost. Bee didn't really seem interested in making friends with them saying the only friend he needs is the old stuffed toy Optimus kept and gave him just now.

With time Bee became more social, Bulky was still having some issues with Bee not really liking him but he loved doing paintings with him. Sari was having so much fun cuz Bee was a whole lot more like her, it got especially chaotic when Bee ran up to his sire, Sari in hand and proudly asked if Optimus can adopt her too. It was a tough internal fight for Optimus as he awkwardly explained that Sari already has a dad. They were so disappointed, Sari was all for it, seemingly forgetting she did in fact had a dad of her own.

Ratchet was noticeably less grumpy than usual, Bee often stuck around him when Optimus was busy and always called him "Ratchy". it was quite cute to watch them interact while Ratchet worked.

While it seemed everything was good, during the time Bee was a sparkling it became incredibly obvious Bee was deadly scared of Prowl. They didn't know why, just that when Bee saw him he'd try to hide and if Prowl got close or even held him he'd burst into tears and try to get away. Prowl was so sad, he didn't want Bee to be scared of him, he tried his best to appear as friendly as possible but it had no effect. One time Prowl was supposed to check if Bee was okay and he ended up in a chase with him, trying to get him off the high shelves and counters. They had a little argument with Prowl begging him to stop and that he's a friend. "THEN STOP BEING IN MY NIGHTMARES!!" Bee yelled back and only climber higher, eventually Ratchet got him down but Prowl was stuck feeling like the absolute worst.

Eventually the story made his way back to Optimus and he had a talk with Bee. He admitted that he wasn't having nightmares about Prowl but he still didn't like him. "He's all weird and creepy- and he has no eyes!!" being how Bee described him. He didn't like Prowl, he felt like a total stranger and Bee didn't want to change that. Optimus managed to make Bee go apologize to him, he was right outside the room when Bee got in and saw Prowl feeding the birds under his tree. A small sound gave away his presence and Bee did everything he could not ot flinch when Prowl saw him.

"Uhhmm... I'm sorry for saying you're in my nightmares, you're not..." Bee was visibly nervous but his words were honest, Prowl smiled and accepted the apology, also saying sorry for being so scary to him. He offered to show him how to feed birds when he saw Bee glance at some pigeons descending from the branches, Bee glanced back at Optimus standing behind ajar doors, he gave him a thumbs up and an encouraging smile and Bee agreed. This was the first interaction they had that didn't end up in a disaster, Bee even giggled when the pigeons came to eat out of his little servo.

While all of it was fun and games, they wondered when is it gonna wear off, if at all. Would they be stuck raising Bee all over again? It seemed to answer itself- one day Bee, Sari, Bulk and Prowl were playing knights vs dragon, where Bee and Bulk were knights trying to protect a princess from the dragon. Sari insisted she'd be a dragon instead of a princess so Bee pulled Prowl from his room to be the princess cuz "he's already pretty like a princess" as he put it, making Prowl blush a little. So there they were, Bulky mostly giving advice to Bee on how to "defeat the dragon" while Prowl sat in a makeshift fort build out of big plastic blocks with a fake flowercrown on his head, watching the two wrestle. Sari finally performed the dramatic death act and Bee was so happy he won, they both clapped. Then Sari came out with the whole "the princess must give the hero a kiss for his deeds" tradition and insisted Prowl do it. Bee was somewhat reluctant in that moment but Prowl did it anyway...

In that very moment Bee began to rapidly glow and a small dusty explosion happened. Next thing they know is a full grown Bee sitting up in a way too small knight costume, halfway on Prowl's lap.

He didn't remember anything that happened. They had to tell him all about it, he was so embarrassed. Optimus was glad Bee was back to normal, Sari still made fun of the comedic timing of the thing and said that the kiss undid it all like magic, Prowl obviously didn't believe such things but he couldn't help but feel flustered at the thought.

While things have gone back to normal, all of them couldn't get the image of little Bee out of their head and sometimes still treated him like a sparkling for fun. Also Bee has come to apologize to Prowl again for being so scared of him to which Prowl told him it was fine, sparklings are scared of many things and he was glad he got a chance to befriend little Bee so he wouldn't see him as scary.

[uncannydevotion]

“ a day to remember. ”

a/n: my bday is on the 14th this month so here's a lil gift to. myself. i guess. it's gonna be very self-indulgent nd will include some of my faves so!! enjoy it. anyways i dont think dr smiley has a canon name tmk so ive named him damien bc u cannot pay me to refer to him as smiley bc it'll make me think of that rlly bad movie w shane dawson

synopsis: celebrating your special day with the person you love most.

includes: homicidal liu + sully, nina the killer, dr smiley, zero, the bloody painter, zalgo.

warnings: gn reader, incredibly self-indulgent, pet names used: angel (liu), baby (nina), beloved (dr smiley), sun (zalgo). varying lengths, short and sweet, a bunch of fluff, brief bits of angst, mentions of religion, cults, mentions of murder and human sacrifice, implied stockholm syndrome for both damien and zero, reader gets gifted a heart by damien. literally. reader has some pretty skewed morals in his part too, tbf.

HOMICIDAL LIU + SULLY

The moment these two enter your life, your birthday becomes a two-day event because they both wanna spend the whole day with you. So... congrats!!

Honestly, if they had any say in the matter, they'd give you a grand celebration every year but... they can't, obviously. Still, they both try to make your birthday something worth remembering, though they have vastly different approaches.

Liu celebrates your birthday the way his parents had celebrated his and Jeff's birthday when they were kids.

A nice homecooked meal of your favorite food, as well as some small neatly wrapped gifts of things he knew you were interested in. Don't ask him where he got the money for these gifts, because he really doesn't know. Sully refuses to explain, so he's just as lost as you.

Along with that, he treats you to a spa day. Absolutely nothing will stress you out on your special day. Anything that is causing you stress is to be ignored, because he's taking your phone away from you and already applying a facemask on you before you can protest.

He tops it all off with a nice massage, and the two of you end up falling asleep in each other's arms while watching one of your favorite movies.

"Happy birthday, angel," Liu will softly whisper once you're asleep, bringing your hand up to press a gentle kiss against it before falling asleep himself.

And when you wake up, Sully was making you a birthday breakfast. He wouldn't let you help at all, insisting you sit down and watch the morning news or something while he cooks. He will bite you if you try helping.

Once breakfast was done, he sent you off to prepare for the day while he washed the dishes. Househusband material, dare I say.

Anyways, the way Sully celebrates your birthday after breakfast is a spontaneous road trip. No, he's not telling you where he got this car. Yes, he knows how to drive. Just trust him, okay?

Since he doubts Liu would actually let him take you on a full-fledged road trip across the country, Sully settles on taking you to nearby places that remind him of you.

It, after breaking a few traffic laws that makes you wonder how the fuck you guys didn't get pulled over, eventually leads to the two of you being parked on a cliff somewhere. The sun was setting, and it was a beautiful scene to witness. Even more so when the stars start to light up the sky.

Sully was absently tracing shapes on the palm of your hand as you pointed out the constellations you could see, as well as other random shapes the stars seemed to make. He couldn't care less about the stars in the sky; his gaze only focused on you and the soft happiness in your features.

He'd always thought birthdays were a strange thing to celebrate, but he'd gladly celebrate your birthday until the heat death of the universe if it meant being able to see you smile like this again.

NINA THE KILLER

If you're comfortable with big parties, then trust that Nina is organizing a birthday bash for you. She will force the others to attend whether they like parties or not because this is your special day, and it needs to be perfect.

There would be party games, and she would spend weeks just planning what foods should be at the party, and what foods would be banned. Anything you don't like, or anything you're allergic to is not allowed within 200 miles of the party.

She's very serious about your birthday, more serious than you are. It might just be another day to you, but to her, it's the day the universe decided to create you. Without this single day, she never would've gotten the chance to meet you, the chance to fall in love with you.

Call her a hopeless romantic (because she is one, let's be honest) but can you really blame her? You're the most important person in her life, the only person she can truly rely on. Your birthday needs to be celebrated as such.

But...

If you'd prefer something more tame, then she'll scrap all her big party plans and aim for something smaller.

Something meant for just the two of you.

A playlist filled with songs that reminder her of you. An abundance of gifts, because no matter how small you want your birthday celebration to be, Nina just can't help but spoil you.

She'll softly hum the birthday song as she lights the single candle neatly stabbed into the cupcake that you insisted was enough, and she watches the way the flame flickers, highlighting your features beneath the soft pink LEDs in her bedroom.

"Make a wish, baby," She whispers. And you stare at her for a few moments before blowing the candle out.

After taking the candle out, she feeds the cupcake to you. Yeah, sure, she could just let you eat it. But she wanted to feed you, okay? She wants to spoil you! You deserve to be spoiled!

She'd gift you the whole fucking universe if she could, but all she can do is hold pieces of cupcake to your lips while the two of you chat about anything and everything.

Nina stays up even after you've fallen asleep, her head resting on your chest so she can listen to the steady beat of your heart. Everything is as it is meant to be.

DR SMILEY

Your birthday wasn't something you celebrated, really. Not because you didn't want to, but because nobody ever seemed to remember when it finally came around, and it always felt humiliating celebrating it alone.

After your loving, doting boyfriend snatched you up off the street one night when you were taking a short walk to clear your head, you didn't think you'd never have a birthday again.

But instead of killing you like he had originally intended on doing, he ended up... keeping you. It's a strange arrangement, and you're constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop because there's no way he actually loves you.

He never did kill you, and the months went on. Soon enough, your birthday had arrived. You hadn't expected anything. You're just lucky to be alive, really, what more could you possibly want?

Still, when you woke up on the evening of your birthday (one of the many adjustments since being kept was getting used to staying up all night), that empty feeling in your chest was difficult to ignore.

The house you were in was unfamiliar. The home of one of Damien's recent victims, probably still in their basement in multiple trash bags. You didn't really want to think about it, though. It was eerily quiet, too.

Normally, you could hear Damien doing his... surgeries, down in the basement of whatever home you ended up in. He liked hearing them scream, so he never bothered to keep them quiet. You always had to filter the noise out with loud music.

But tonight, there was nothing. Nothing, except for a note on the kitchen counter telling you to go out back. You're not sure what you were expecting to see, but you weren't expecting fairy lights to be hanging up, illuminating the backyard in an almost soft angelic glow.

The thing that caught your immediate attention was the heart-shaped box resting neatly on a small folding table. You didn't miss the blood seeping out of the box, and you had a feeling you knew what you'd find in it.

And when you did open the box, you were greeted by a heart. A human heart, presumably belonging to one of Damien's recent victims, judging from how fresh it was.

"Happy birthday, my beloved."

Damien's voice causes you to startle a bit, and you quickly turn to see him standing behind you. The surgical mask he always wore was nowhere to be seen, so you could see sharp teeth as he smiles at you.

Your silence has him cocking his head to the side a bit, like he was disappointed that you weren't giving him an immediate reaction, "Do you like the gift I got for you?"

And you... you should say no. You need to say no. In what world is a human heart something you'd want for your birthday? You don't even remember telling Damien when your birthday was, so you're not sure how he knew.

But... the time you've spent with the man must've fucked you up, because you found yourself tearing up as you choked out a quiet, "Yeah, I do."

And Damien's expression a teetering between amused and confused as you pulled him into a hug, burying your face in his shoulder to hide your tears. It's not the first time he's seen you cry, but it's definitely the first time it hasn't been from fear.

Truth be told, he had pulled this little stunt because he wanted to scare you. He didn't think you'd actually like it. Though... he finds himself enjoying this turn of events, returning your hug in a way that was just a bit too tight.

Maybe he'll get you a real gift, one you can actually keep. You have been behaving recently, after all.

ZERO

Zero absolutely fucking hates birthdays. Everyone is always so cheerful, and she just didn't understand why it was such a big deal. Why would she want to celebrate something that happens every single day?

But there's this nagging feeling in her chest when she sees you getting a gift from one of your friends (that she had begrudgingly let you keep because you begged nicely). There's this smile on your face, one that she's never seen directed towards her.

She wants it.

That's how you end up seated in your living room with a bunch of poorly wrapped gifts sitting on the coffee table with Zero sitting comfortably on the ground, her gaze glued to you.

"Open them."

You blink, looking between your girlfriend (captor? the lines have blurred a long time ago) and the gifts that she most definitely stole from the people she's killed. There's this hesitation in your movements as you grab the first gift.

The first gift was a necklace carelessly tossed in a small box. It would've been a nice gift, if it weren't for the fact that the initials engraved on it weren't yours.

Zero watches quietly as you open every single gift, taking in your every little reaction. The slight frown on your face, the way you'd shy away from something stained with blood. It was frustrating.

You're not reacting the way you're supposed to react. Why aren't you smiling? You weren't even giving her one of those fake smiles you always had whenever she was around.

You looked at the gifts she'd gotten for you like you were already thinking of how to get rid of them when she wasn't around. The thought had her frowning, her hand twitching just a bit towards her mallet resting on the ground next to her.

Maybe she should just ki-

The sound of your soft gasp as her train of thought cutting off, and she focuses back on you to see you carefully picking up this stuffed shark she had haphazardly wrapped. She doesn't even remember where she had gotten it, to be honest.

But you were holding it like it was something precious, and her brows furrow a bit when you finally look over to her, "I love it."

And there it was.

The smile she wanted. Soft, small, and genuine. It has her chest aching, and she can only stare at you as you look back at the small stuffed shark like it was the greatest thing you'd ever been given.

"Yeah. Happy birthday, or whatever," She grumbles, hating the way her face felt hot as she looks away from you.

THE BLOODY PAINTER

Birthdays aren't something Helen celebrates. When he was younger, his parents only ever got him a small cake and a gift if they thought he deserved it. Most of the time, they didn't, so he never celebrated his birthday. It's been that way long after he grew up.

Before you two started to date, Helen hadn't celebrated your birthday. When the day came around, he just treated it like any other day. Other people wished you a happy birthday, so why would you want him to celebrate it as well?

But he saw how sad you seemed to be, even after getting so many wishes and small gifts from your other friends. He didn't really understand why you were sad.

It isn't until you two start dating, and your birthday comes around again, that he finds himself staring down at the painting he spent a full month working on. It's displayed neatly on the couch in your living room.

Your friends had taken you out for a birthday dinner, so Helen had taken the chance to break into your home (it's for a romantic cause, he rationalizes), and he honestly felt like a fool.

A painting depicting your beauty, conveying his love in the only way he knew how, along with a small cake sitting on the kitchen counter that he spent weeks teaching himself how to bake, and it just didn't feel like enough.

But it was too late to redo anything, and even if he wanted to, you were opening the front door before he could even consider it, a look of shock on your face to see him standing in your living room.

"I thought you were too busy to see me today," You said as you stepped into your apartment, closing the door behind you. Helen had called you earlier that morning to tell you that. It had bummed you out, knowing you wouldn't be able to celebrate your birthday with your boyfriend, but here he was.

Helen makes a vague sound, not really bothering to explain the lengths he'd gone through to surprise you like this. It's the most effort he's put into anything other than his art, and it feels like a confession of love. Maybe because it is, in some aspects.

He watches your gaze flicker to the painting on the couch. The painting depicted you. A photo of you, actually. One he'd taken last year, on his birthday, with the camera you had given him.

You bought it for him so he could take reference photos for his art, and the smile you had on your face and the light in your eyes when you explained to him how it worked had him snapping a picture without even realizing it.

He had taken that photo and turned it into a masterpiece on canvas. Colors swirled around you, colors he saw every time he looked at you. Colors that represented happiness, peace, and love. Things he only ever felt whenever you were around.

He watches the way your eyes widen a fraction. The way your lips part and the way you look back at him like you can't believe he'd do something like this.

"What...?" You're at a loss for words, and Helen has to suppress a smile.

"...Happy birthday." He murmurs, reaching out to grab your wrist as he tugs you to the kitchen so you two can eat the cake he made.

A happy birthday, indeed.

ZALGO

Birthdays are meaningless to a creature like Zalgo.

He's been around longer than the birth of stars, assumedly, and he's watched many things die in his existence. Most of which have been by his own hand, for his own entertainment, but I digress.

All that to say, he doesn't even know your birthday until members of his numerous cults approach him one day to ask what they should do in celebration of your birth. Normally, he wouldn't entertain such questions, but...

You're a special human.

You've managed to capture the... well, he doesn't know how many hearts he has, truth be told...

But you've captured all of them, and birthdays seem to be treated as big deals by humans, so perhaps he could use this as a way to make you further aware of his devotion to you.

Now, it might be obvious already, but Zalgo has no idea how humans celebrate birthdays. He doesn't care enough to pay attention to what the members of his cult do if it doesn't benefit him in some way, so he's never picked up on any of their traditions.

"Well, some people like having a sweet treat on their birthdays," You had told him when he questioned you on the topic, "And some like getting gifts."

The vessel your eldritch boyfriend was possessing frowns, "And what is it that you like, my sun?"

It's a simple question. He expected a simple answer in response. Instead, he gets a sheepish smile and a slight shrug, "I've never celebrated my birthday, so I don't know."

And that's... that's not right. Not at all.

You are a treasure. Someone to be worshipped, far more divine than any of the gods mortals believe exist. How has nobody celebrated the day you came into this cursed world?

Well, lucky for you, Zalgo has far too many cults to keep track of, and your birthday becomes a sacred holiday in all of them. Those who don't celebrate will be sacrificed, and should you dislike any of the gifts given to you, there will be more sacrifices.

[itsablueberrycow]

jegulus band AU concept

recently been listening to the song "Mystical Magical" by Benson Boone, and all I can hear is James writing it about Regulus, so I gotta brain dump.

IF ANYONE WHO CAN WRITE WANTS TO TURN THIS INTO AN ACTUAL FIC PLSSSS TAG ME BECAUSE I REALLY WANNA READ IT

⭐James is the lead singer of the Marauders, and his guitarist/best friend has a very off-limits younger brother who James has been sneaking around with

⭐Regulus is super guarded, so he constantly is mean to James and then super demanding of affection out of the blue

⭐Reg comes on tour with his brother, and while Sirius and Remus are on a date, James and Reg explore the city and find a cute little ice cream shop where they try 'moon beam' ice cream, and it instantly becomes Reg's favorite

⭐ Reg usually wears all black, but he once wore blue jeans to one of their shows, and James was OBSESSED(down bad fr). So now, whenever Reg wants to get his way, he wears them.

⭐ James wants more than anything to be Regulus's boyfriend and not just his FWB, so he writes a song about it(because he doesn't know how to express emotions. Very Camp Rock 2 of him)

⭐ The rest of the band loves the song, especially Sirius, who has no idea it's about his brother

⭐at the next show, James sings it and everyone loves it (especially Reg, but he wouldn't say that)

⭐ james finds him after the set to see how he felt about the song, and regulus calls him a "cocky bastard" before kissing him

⭐ Sirius walks in and freaks out super dramatic.

⭐ Regulus tells him to stop being so dramatic and says, "I have to watch you snogging Remus all the bloody time, so I can kiss my boyfriend whenever I bloody well want to".

⭐which makes James deliriously happy because Reg called him his boyfriend

⭐ Sirius then starts gagging once he realizes he just sang a song about James wanting his baby brother.

Actual lyrics for reference if you haven't heard it.

[Verse 1] There's nothing colder than your shoulder When you're dragging me along like you do, like you do And then you switch up with no warnin' And you kiss me like you want it, how rude, how rude

[Refrain] But I kinda like it anyways I don't mind if this is gonna take a million days I know you'll come around to me eventually If you sit back, relax, and join my company, my company

[Pre-Chorus] Once you know what my love's gonna feel like Nothing else will feel right, you can feel like Moonbeam ice cream, taking off your blue jeans Dancing at the movies, 'cause it feels so

[Chorus] Mystical, magical Oh, baby, 'cause once you know, once you know My love is so mystical, magical Oh, baby, 'cause once you know, once you know

[Verse 2] My little hard-to-get baby I wanna give you the world Not saying you gotta chase me But I wouldn't mind it If you gave me just a little bit Of something we can work it with But all you do is push me out (Ha)

[Refrain] But I like it anyways 'Cause I think I'm getting closer to you every day I know you'll come around to me eventually Just sit back, relax, and join my company Oh, baby, trust me

[Pre-Chorus] Once you know what my love's gonna feel like Nothing else will feel right, you can feel like Moonbeam ice cream, taking off your blue jeans Dancing at the movies, 'cause it feels so

[Chorus] Mystical, magical Oh, baby, 'cause once you know, once you know My love is so mystical, magical Oh, baby, 'cause once you know, once you know

[Outro] Ooh, ooh (Once you know what my love's gonna feel like) Ooh, ooh (Moonbeam ice cream, nothing else will feel right) Mystical, magical Oh, baby, it's mystical, magical

[dol-dolly]

im basic af, but for the kink thing: overstimulation and somnophilia?

There’s a reason they’re classics!! If I’m missing a character you want, let me know!! I had to stop somewhere 😅😅

Avery - Avery strikes me as a selfish lover. They don’t really care if you cum, so they’re not likely to overstim you. Unless they’re feeling possessive or like they have something to prove. Tell them your record orgasms and then gush about the person who gave them to you, and they may change their mind.

They don’t have a specific somnophilia kink, but they will take advantage of you sleeping if you’re cute enough. They’re more into very sleepy but conscious, although that would mean doing more of the work.

Eden - they have in-game overstimulation kink and I’m sure it doesn’t stop in the garden. It’s about ownership of your body, ruining you for anyone else, making you limp and even easier to throw around. Which is also why they like somnophilia. They revel in their strength versus your fragility. They’re never gentle enough to not wake you up, though. They will not be slowing down when you do.

Whitney - only enjoys overstimulation occasionally. They don’t want you thinking they care how you feel. They will do it to embarrass you in public mostly. Overstimming them is a different matter entirely. They will cuss you out the entire time, but they secretly love it and will force you to do it again.

Whitney doesn’t let anyone sleep with them for a while, and they’re not like that little freak Kylar, so they’re not sneaking into your room at night or whatever. They do use your hands if you fall asleep in class. By the time they let you actually sleep next to them, they’re too dopey in love to try it. If you ask they will, and they’ll whisper the sweetest things to you they’re always scared to say in the daytime.

Kylar - doesn’t care to overstim you unless their jealousy is high. Will overstim themselves with you because they love cumming. Loves somno. Will fuck you in your sleep whether you like it or not, stealthy enough that you don’t always wake up.

Sydney - bottom Sydney wants you to lowkey kill them if it means you’re touching them (not really they’re just needy and masochistic). I think they’d take a long time to cum and their refractory period would be long, at least at first, so they wouldn’t be into overstim. They’d get too physically sensitive. They want to be on the receiving end of somno, but they’re too embarrassed to admit it.

Top Sydney wants to worship you. That includes after you cum, and while you’re asleep.

Robin - If you overstim them they’ll cry, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing. They’ll only overstim you a little bit unless you’re very clear you want more. Somno is an absolute no on all counts.

Alex - Alex thinks it’s a fun game to get you to cum more than once, but they don’t necessarily go into overstim unless you need it to get over the edge. If you reject them at night enough times, and you’re in their bed, they will fuck you in your sleep.

Great Hawk - if you ask, they are happy to oblige their mate!! They love the noises you make during overstim, and timidly ask you if you want it every few times you have sex. They’re not attracted to somno in particular, but will wake you up in the middle of the night and take advantage of your sleepy self.

Alpha - does not intentionally engage in overstim, but they are going to have you on their knot for a while…😵‍💫 pack mates take what the alpha gives them, including when you are asleep.

Bailey - overstimulates others when they’re angry. You wanna be a brat? They’ll make you cum until you cry. Then you’ll see who’s in charge. But you look too innocent for them to fuck you while you’re asleep. Bailey is an asshole, but he leaves the actual assault to other people. Fucking you while you are unaware and trusting reminds them too much of their childhood.

Wren - Wren has the perfect hands for overstimulation. Long, clever fingers. A quick tongue. A mocking tone as you cum again and try to beg them to stop. No, no, you asked for this, sweetheart. They made you admit explicitly how much you wanted it, and now they’re going to give it to you. And give it to you. And give it to you.

And those same hands are very skilled at slipping into you while you’re asleep, bringing you to the edge before they wake you just as you crest into pleasure, their voice a consistent purr in your ear. If they’re feeling mean, or especially nice, they’ll overstim you after that, too.

Remy - outside of overstimming cows during milking to make them produce more, Remy isn’t particularly into it. However, it often comes up because the bitch has stamina. They can go for a long time. And if you fall asleep during because you’re so thoroughly fucked, well…why should they stop?

Harper - will overstim you, but only in a clinical way, and while taking notes. Especially after giving you some kind of aphrodisiac. They’re much more into intox kink than somno, although it sometimes ends up nearly the same thing. Consensual or non.

Leighton - only a fan of overstim if you don’t leave a mess. Especially during spankings over his lap. Much prefers edging and denial though. Not into somno because he wants to see the lust and concern and occasionally fear in your eyes.

Sirris - Sirris will try anything once. They like trying all their toys (“for quality control”) and overstim is a regular consequence of that. With somno, they will wake you up with oral, soft and slow, until you’re moaning and begging for more. Their biggest kink is more mommy/daddy though.

Ash - yes yes and yes. Turning her brain off??? Proof that someone is attracted to her enough to make her cum??? More than once??? Pretending to be asleep so someone can use her however they want to??? Everything she needs please and thank you.

Gabriel - overstim yes. Yes yes yes of course. Their whole point of being is to make others cum. They will overstimulate you every time. Unless you convince them you feel better, but that’s hard to do. Especially when you’re crying and begging them to stop. Not into somno except that they like fucking uou when one or both of you is being controlled by the Ivory Wraith.

Candy - not a huge fan of overstim because she’ll sweat and ruin her makeup. But she won’t say no if you do it, especially in a closet at school, because it’ll make her late and she’ll get to see Leighton in detention. Not somno though. She doesn’t like people to see her in the mornings, much less mid-slumber.

[backstageinfatuationvn]

I remember seeing a lil animatic(?) on Twitter on how you worked on Kier’s design for 6 years. I can’t find it anymore tho 😭 but what was your thought process when designing him? I luv luv luvvvv his design smmmm 🥹❤️ you n your co-creator are doing an amazing job 🫶

The animatic is still on my personal twitter account! And thank you!! SUPER LENGTHY POST BUT HERE WE GO!

Originally Kier had black hair and a similar haircut to Kethan (old art from 2024)

The first one was actually him dressed as the phantom of the Opera since he is one of the main inspos (old inspo meme I did)

Kier was originally created 6 years ago actually, back then I also made many versions of him. But the most important one was Gacha (yes I was a gacha kid 💔)

I sadly don't have his gacha photos anymore since it was from a very ancient phone but if memory serves me right, he would've looked like this. Yes I installed the app again HAHAHA

He didn't originally have midnight blue eyes. That was added when I started bringing him back to my works before Backstage Infatuation.

Personality wise, he is originally a yandere! Nothing changed from there in terms of that but interestingly enough... Back then in my gacha days, I originally shipped him with another male OC. A BL gacha series was planned where it centered around Kier's obsession with the male OC but was later discontinued for reasons I cannot remember. It was a long, long, looong time ago.

I focused on other stuff so he started catching dust until I picked him up around early 2024. That's when I started planning for his comeback after remembering past memories on a random tuesday night before sleeping LMAO

I drew two pieces before his redesign (the first two images), this was when I was into the yandere vn games.

Just wanna shout out these two games because these inspired me to make my own!! YOU and HIM and TKATB really inspired me to make Backstage Infatuation (there was also Dramatical Murder). I also have a love for Idol culture and Kpop, so I based Backstage Infatuation on my interests.

It is no secret that Backstage Infatuation is a passion project of mine, most of the characters in the game are old ocs being brought back to life and new ocs being finally used. Kier was one of those OCs that were brought back to life and needed a new makeover.

Fast forward to November 2024, I started redoing Kier and originally came up with his overall face and hair.

Interestingly enough, I actually came up with his idol fit first after seeing an outfit on Pinterest!

This is the original concept of his first idol outfit draft, felt it was too plain but really liked the black and white theme.

Second try and I came up with this! Even added silver feathers to symbolize LUXE's angel theme.

I added midnight blue (with stars) accents and it really made them look ethereal and elegant, at least for me. Which fits the group's original concept!

For his casual outfit, I wanted to go with something stylish and cool at the same time. I went with techwear influence and came up with the outfit now used in the game! Originally he didn't have black leather pants, but denim... It didn't look good in my opinion. 😭

Old and New design comparison

I kinda stole Nightwing's color palette for his clothes and changed a few stuff (mostly the blue)— Sorry I just really like Nightwing 😭 HAHAHA.

Few tweaks there and there, I became satisfied with his design!

I also made different outfits for him, a easter egg outfit I plan to add, his summer outfit and spring time outfit. I do love dressing up my son and exploring different fashions for him. ❤️

I do enjoy designing clothes and outfits. (Already reached the 10 image limit so here's a poorly made collage)

Sorry if this took a long time 😭 I had to find my old gallery saves for some of the pictures but this was such a fun ask to answer! It's nice to have a memory refresh ❤️

I hope this answered everything and so SORRY IF IT'S LENGTHY 😭😭 - Ive (Creator)

[izamationbroker]

hello i love your analyses so much arghh! on one of em you mentioned mikado have a 'baby aspd' and izaya trying to take a mentor role, did you ever elaborate on that? im trying to search on your blog.. and like. read everything :0

Thank you so much, I'm sorry I left this to steam in my inbox for almost a year lmao.

This ask is referring to a post I made while rewatching Shou, with some thoughts on how Izaya operates as a more genuine mentor for Mikado than one might expect. I mentioned offhandedly in the tags that I headcanon Mikado having "baby ASPD" and then... never actually elaborated lmao!

When I say "baby ASPD," I'm cheekily referring to Conduct Disorder, which is kind of casually considered ASPD for minors. This is because according to the DSM, ASPD cannot be diagnosed in people under the age of 18, and CD is also listed as a prerequisite in the ASPD criteria.

However! Oswald, Wa-kun, Nakura, Chrome, (who all have ASPD) and I (who does not but takes their experiences into consideration) do not much care for the DSM's weirdly arbitrary division between minor and adult in the realm of ASPD diagnosis (and ONLY ASPD diagnosis) and so we cheekily refer to it as "baby ASPD" instead.

Mikado has a lot of the same issues as Izaya which line up with the headcanon of ASPD, particularly including a pervasive chronic boredom and detachment from other people which drives him to engage in reckless behavior to entertain himself. Does Mikado actually have ASPD/CD? Debatable. I don't really wanna do through all of the criteria today like I did in my Izaya (and Shinra) breakdown of yore. Maybe if someone is interested I will one day.

To that effect, though, I do believe that whether or not Mikado has ASPD/CD, there is still a little nugget of that something in him that has the potential to put him on the fast track to becoming just like Izaya if left unchecked.

And Izaya knows it.

Say what you will about Aoba wanting to "usurp" Izaya, Mikado is the true successor in the story, and Izaya calls it. He's there keeping tabs on him in the chat room, guiding him, and yes that may well at first have been because he wanted to involve Mikado in his plans regarding Celty's head, I think over the course of the story Izaya starts to realize with growing horror that Mikado is in exactly the same situation he was as a kid—chronically bored and getting mixed up in things he shouldn't just to alleviate that boredom.

In fact, this boredom and disconnect from people is the entire crux of Mikado's arc, a young boy struggling with some dire need to experience something extraordinary, because all he's ever known is the mundane and he's come to detest it. In the slant of ASPD, it only really seems to get more evident to me as the series goes on, as he starts to show more signs in the disregard of the safety of himself and others and his justifications in doing so.

He claims it is to make the city right again for himself and his friends, but to what extent is that true? To what extent is taking Aoba's deal of (mutual) manipulation and ultimately getting mixed up with the Awakusu-kai really about protecting his friends and to what extent is it because he's fallen into a spiral of adrenaline junkie-ism from which he can't fathom a way to escape?

This is what Izaya means in the aftermath of the very first arc, when he tells Mikado that after a week, the extraordinary life he found himself in will become mundane. In the realm of ASPD and particularly the chronic boredom that comes with it, novelty is like a drug, and you will build up a resistance to it. In order to escape, you have to keep chasing greater and greater novelties.

"Constantly evolve," and Izaya says, whether you aim high or low to achieve it.

And boy, does Mikado tailspin lower and lower while trying desperately to convince himself he's taken the high road.

In that sense, I believe Izaya recognized Mikado's having that unknowable something in him that Izaya himself has, that separates himself from others and makes it so difficult to form fulfilling connections. It's not so much that Mikado can't be close to people—he over course has Kida and Sonohara—but in the realm of ASPD, there's always something missing. A scratch that needs to be itched.

Izaya sees that and from that very first bit of advice about evolving to escape the mundane, puts himself in the position of a mentor for Mikado's very specific struggle, whether he realizes it or not. In that original post, with the phone call, I do think by that moment in Shou Izaya has come to realize that he's probably one of the only people who really gets the problem Mikado is dealing with internally, and as such as the adult it's become his responsibility to help him.

There's a bit of camaraderie there in that he sees himself in Mikado, and maybe he wants to save him from the fate he himself has found himself in. No friends to speak of—Shinra hardly counts—only enemies, and a chronic disconnect from humanity which he masks with a superficial love and intrigue.

Whether or not he's actually successful? Well... I think the series speaks for itself on that.

[kunoiashifts]

ᴡᴀɪᴛ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴀꜱʏ? *:･ﾟ✧

* ˚ ✦ title is literally what i'm currently going through AS WE SPEAK 😭

* ˚ ✦ okay, this week has been a little wonky for reasons i'd rather not get into, but basically there was something going on today that i just DID NOT WANT TO DO.

* ˚ ✦ and with that, i began to panic a bit and kind of subconsciously put shifting onto a time crunch which is TERRIBLE FOR ME!! time crunches make me extremely anxious, however a lot of things happen in my life that make me want to shift asap sadly

* ˚ ✦ so, last night i was very overwhelmed and was upset about everything as a whole which carried on into this morning as the deadline(?) was literally right around the damn corner. (i had to go right after school). i spent the morning wallowing a bit about it and dreading the outcome of me having to go somewhere i didn't want to go to

* ˚ ✦ i overconsumed content on shiftblr AGAIN which is a horrible cycle i need to break whenever i feel stuck because for me, it just reinforces the idea that i don't know what i'm doing WHEN I DO KNOW 😭😭

* ˚ ✦ as i did that, i was like ok. i don't wanna take a break, i just want to get out of this situation. so throughout the day, whenever i thought about what i didn't want, i just said "i don't have to go." and even throughout the doubts and spirals about shifting, i still affirmed for a different outcome instead. i feel like the fact that i was so focused on having not shifted to my dr in general made me kind of lessen the doubts and stress over the circumstance that was actually upsetting me which is WHY i managed to manifest a different outcome so quickly

* ˚ ✦ i literally kept getting pissed about shifting while simultaneously affirming and revising the idea of what i dreaded so badly that made me want to shift in the first place (which is kinda funny because i could've EASILY just manifested it away earlier instead of throwing shifting under the bus (HELPP), but i digress)

* ˚ ✦ fast forward to after school, where i literally sat in my bed and LOCKED IN. i was kind of affirming for both at this point like on one hand i was accepting the outcome of me having to go but on the other hand i was like i'm still gonna try to shift before it even happens just in case.

* ˚ ✦ i laid down in bed since i had maybe 2-ish hours before i had to go and used alunirs new video as a way to help me shift. didn't shift to my dr, but i got extremely close as i saw flashing lights, fast heartbeat (worst symptom for me IT DISTRACTS ME BADDD), felt extremely numb, etc. etc. but that's not the reason why i felt so close.

* ˚ ✦ i was hit with a sense of realization again. like oh, it's really this easy, i just have to remember i shifted. i felt so free and calm, as if i was already there in my dr again. as if it was just a simple act of remembering (because it is!). it started to feel natural, which in my opinion was the shift of my awareness :D then i fell asleep for a few minutes before waking back up. my mind drifted back to my current situation again which worried me, but made me remember; i could change it.

* ˚ ✦ i began to affirm for both shifting, and what i wanted. "i don't have to go, i get to stay home." (and i was saying "home" as in my dr bc i consider it my home :3)

* ˚ ✦ and you know what happened around 10 or so minutes later? my dad got a call and told me i didn't have to go because he could tell i was tired. it was that. easy.

* ˚ ✦ TLDR: Despite me spiraling a little all day, I managed to change the outcome for something I didn't want ON A TIME CRUNCH WHICH IS WHAT I HAD BEEN WORRIED ABOUT ALL WEEK! It took LESS THAN ONE DAY. One school day of me just affirming and being the person that just doesn't have to go somewhere they didn't wanna go to.

Honestly, I pretty much DID shift, too! Shifting = Manifesting to me. I just shifted my awareness into a reality where I got to stay home and the 3D reflected it instantly.

* ˚ ✦ :D so tonight i'm gonna shift to my dr to celebrate.

- ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ɴᴏɪᴀ

[elizawritestoo]

be my bbm baby

note: lowkey just a little word dump b/c i love this song. also im too lazy to make a photo header rn sorry (not proofread btw)

pairing: rafe cameron x f!reader

summary: you and rafe have been texting for weeks and he has a habit of getting you a little worked up at work

warnings (18+): smut!! sexting, phone sex, mutual masturbation, semi-public masturbation

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he really needed to stop doing this.

you had just started your shift as a cart girl at the country club when your phone buzzed in your pocket. it was rafe, who had clearly already begun day drinking based off the text you received.

"heyy sexh," it read.

it wasn't really a surprise to receive this text, just a little earlier than he usually sent it. you two had met at the country club a few weeks ago. he was with his friends, who had invited you to a house party rafe was throwing at tannyhill that night. since you didn't have any plans, you had agreed to go.

at said party, you had gotten a little tipsy and ended up making out with rafe on some porch before exchanging phone numbers. since then you hadn't actually seen each other, him always golfing when you weren't working or vice versa, but you had begun texting (and very soon after, sexting) quite regularly.

"hi rafe. im at work rn," you replied.

"uhh no"

"no??"

"i need u," he texted, followed soon after by "need that pussy"

you rolled your eyes.

"rafe its only 1pm... starting a little early today"

"topper ad kelce r over. they brought beer"

things started to make more sense now.

"ok well im at work so i cant help you rn," you replied.

"no dont go"

you sighed and turned your phone off, sliding it into the pocket of your skirt. you tried to ignore the buzzing of text notifications against your thigh as you started up your cart and drove it to the third hole. you served some customers there before having a chance to check your phone, finding 4 texts from rafe.

"plaese y/n"

"i kicked kecle and topper out"

"come over pls i wanna watch u cum"

"i wanna feel u"

you couldn't help but feel something knowing that rafe was desperate for you. but you tried to keep a level head and ignore the blush rising on your cheeks.

"rafe youre drunk, please stop blowing up my phone"

he read the text within the minute, then said nothing. thinking the problem was solved, you put your phone on the seat beside you, trying to keep rafe off your mind as you kept driving around the course.

about two hours later, you decided to take a quick break in a shady area on the 9th hole. you'd found this spot a few months ago, under a cluster of trees, bushes blocking your cart from view of most of the hole.

once you were parked, you checked your phone and found several more messages from rafe that he had sent only a few minutes earlier.

"im sorry i know ur at work but i need u seriously"

"i cant stop thinking about feeling you around my cock"

he even sent a picture of his dick, beautiful but painfully hard in his hands.

the picture and the words went straight between your thighs. you could feel your clit throbbing at the sight of his cock. you squeezed your legs together in an attempt to find some relief but it didn't help.

you clicked out of the photo and found another text had just come through. it was a video of him jerking off and a message reading "thinking of u."

the throbbing in between your legs was only getting worse, your face feeling like you were on fire despite the temperate weather and shade. you looked around quickly before allowing your hand to slip down over your skirt and apply some light pressure to your clit.

it felt good but it wasn't enough to dull the desire you felt. you quickly slipped your hand under your skirt and began rubbing yourself through your underwear.

you softly moaned as you finally began relieving the built up desire, typing out a message to rafe one handed.

"rafe please"

his response was instant: "i cant stop looking at those photos you sent."

you moaned again as you remembered the photos you had sent rafe earlier that week. they were nothing too revealing, just a few pictures in your bra.

"im so hard thinking about cumming on those tits"

at that moment, you wanted nothing more than for that to happen. but you were at work for at least another 3 hours and knew you couldn't wait that long to cum.

"rafe send a video cumming please. i only have a few more minutes"

immediately your phone started ringing with an incoming call from rafe.

"where are you," he asked immediately, voice low.

at the sound of his voice, you needed to slip your finger in your panties, quickly pushing them to the side so you could feel your pussy. you moaned as your fingers made contact with your slick cunt, pressing harder into your clit.

"i'm at work rafe. in my uniform by the 9th hole. with my fingers rubbing my cunt. im so wet, rafe," you whimper into the phone.

you hear rafe groan.

"i've got my skirt up on my hips, my panties pushed to the side. they're soaked anyways," you whisper, hoping to get another sound out of the man.

"fuck, you're so filthy," rafe groans. you circle your clit faster, heart beating faster.

"you did this, rafe. i want to feel your thick cock so bad,"

"this cock wants you, baby," he groans. "fuck, i'm gonna"

"no," you say, breathlessly. "i need to see you cum, please. rafe, please," you beg as you slowly insert two fingers into your soaked pussy, immediately clenching around them and whimpering.

rafe quickly hangs up, causing you to whimper again. you drop your phone to your lap, now using both hands. one is drilling into your clenching pussy while the other quickly rubs your clit. you bite your lip trying to stifle your moans, but at this point you wouldn't complain if someone stopped by to help. honestly you nearly came at the thought.

just a minute later, your phone buzzes on your thigh. the vibration reminds you of your vibrator at home... what you wouldn't give to have that right now.

your hand leaves your clit to check the message, seeing that it's a video from rafe. you quickly open the video to find the best 15 second clip that's ever graced your eyes.

rafe's hand working overtime pumping away on his long cock, his tip bright red and leaking pre cum everywhere. you turn up the volume and hear his heavy breathing with the occasional groan. you matched rafe's rhythm with your fingers drilling into your hot cunt.

you watch intently as his breathing stutters and hand slows as he cums, loudly moaning as his cum spurts all over his lower stomach.

you feel your orgasm begin as you see him continue to slowly work over his cock as cum continues to leak out. your fingers are trapped as your cunt squeezes and clenches them, your wetness leaking all over your hand. uncaring of how loud your moaning, you drop your phone to rub your clit some more as you finish cumming.

as a thank you, you pick your phone up and decide to take a picture of your leaking pussy, shoved aside panties, and soaked fingers before sending it to rafe.

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note: this story kind of got away from me. im thinking of doing a clean version of this story for anyone who wants flirty texts with rafe without the extreme freakiness of this story.