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[cha1cedony]

Just thinking about how Frank’s watch that Grant got from Darryl has a little mark etched into its face of the when the dads were supposed to kill Grant and eat his skin 😀👍 Darryl scratched the time into the watch when they jumped off the bus in For Knights.

And now that time is forever on Grant’s wrist: a reminder of how he was supposed to die, how he cheated death, how he was forced to cheat death by killing something else. The watch has been broken for years. Its hands are frozen, and I wonder if that reminds him of Frank’s death or of his own… his childhood that died in that moment. He’s forever that scared little 12 year old blindly swinging an axe too big for his body and hoping to (praying not to) kill something.

[anotheraccountonthisapp]

CW: vent in tags (I'm sorry idk Tumblr etiquette yet-)

unfortunately a lot of the corny self help advice turns out to be true but the thing is you have to come to those conclusions yourself otherwise it just sounds dismissive and dumb

[kaysungshine]

Redamancy ['red-a-man-sE] noun ;a love returned in full

Part II out now!

{ Pairing } - idol!bangchan x staff!afab.reader (with a hint of bestfriend!jisung?)

{ Genre } - NSFW, the trifecta (s/a/f), frenimies to friends to lovers? idk but we'll get there in the end

{ Synopsis } - Han Jisung is your new bestie & technical colleague, of course you befriended the rest of his members. Group nights became a tradition, & tonight involves liquor and drinking games for the first time. Truth or drink?

{ WC } - 6.7k

{ Warnings & tags } - 18+ MDNI, NSFW, smut, angst, fluff, drinking, breath play (choking), swearing, dry humping, use of 'babygirl', mention of wet dream, talk of edging, talk of domming, talk of choking, talk of exhibitionism, all of ot8 is suggestive af when they drink, reader and jisung are PLATONIC I promise they're just touchy, they're all giggly drunks so overuse of laughing chuckling and giggling, chan is kinda dumb in this he just... is in denial land but we'll find out more about that later, unrealistic work scenarios, unrealistic dorm setup? idk lol

{ Disclaimer } - This work is in no way associated with the actual skz, and is a fictional piece. I DO NOT own Stray Kids, this fic is just influenced by them!

{ A/N } - Okay I know I took forever to post & this intro is hella long & I'm sorry! Once again, I will say this is my first skz fic. I come from the world of AO3 & dramione. I am out of my comfort zone lol. First time posting stories on tumblr too! So if I missed anything please let me know <3 there will be a part 2, I've already started writing it! The plot is weak af, but gimme a few more stories and I'll find my groove. Promise! Unbeta'd, be gentle with me ♡

It was supposed to be a relatively chill Saturday night, so you were excited. You just got off work, and had arrived at Jisung's. He swung the door open smiling and pulled you inside, into an immediate hug. Everyone said their greetings, and then Jisung went immediately to whining.

"Finally, what kept you so late?"

You took your shoes, mask, sunglasses, and hat off, letting your curls fall down your back. Then you unzipped your sweatshirt, shrugging it off your shoulders and exposing your fitted white tee. You gave your jacket and bag to Ji so he could put them away. You always arrived in 'disguise', in baggy clothing so that no one suspected anything. Though you thought it was ridiculous. It doesn't matter how baggy the sweat pants or hoodie is, there's no hiding the curve of your ass.

You were a content editor at JYPE, and had become really good friends with Han Jisung. Friendships between idols and staff certainly aren't forbidden, in fact they're encouraged to an extent... as long as no lines are crossed. But it's pretty much an ignored rule. Anyways, you were a small 'behind-the-scenes' employee, not a manager or assistant or makeup artist. Not anyone directly involved with any idols. No one off the street knew who you were. Still, over the last almost year or so, you and him became besties. You frequently shared meals together at work, had sleepovers, you even went camping. You were basically glued to each other. It could easily be taken the wrong way by the media and fans. Hell, it gets taken the wrong way by co-workers, other idols, and even his group members. Although they've mostly accepted that's not the case. It's a given with the way you two act though.

Your relationship is definitely platonic, confirming pretty early on that neither of you felt anything more than friendly love for each other. But you both love teasing the other suggestively. You suppose that's partly why you two got so close so quickly. Your personalities are so similar, it's like you share the same singular brain cell sometimes.

"Editing, per usual." You finally reply with a sigh, "We had to cut A LOT out of nexz's new video. They're so high energy, they slip up a lot, especially with the swearing, but nothing we can't handle."

"Gotta love kids." Chan snorts while sipping a beer.

You smile awkwardly in response and look around the room. Everyone is here, all with their preferred beverages, and chatting away or scrolling.

Ji comes back with a drink for you, he knows you're partial to tequila and always keeps it on deck. Normally, you spend every weekend you can together, which sometimes is not as often as either of you would like. Sometimes you'd both head back to your place, and just have all nighters, binge watching anime and gorging yourselves on junk food. More recently, like tonight, you get invited over to hang with him and the rest of the boys.

It usually results in a few drinks and a movie, or talk about work. Sometimes you just play music and talk and vibe, or try to cook food together when you get the munchies... Which more than likely results in Minho taking over because he just can't help himself. However the nights play out, they're always fun, and you're gradually getting closer to the rest of the members too. Although no one can compare to the bond you have with your Jiji.

"I don't wanna watch a movie tonight, my eyes hurt too much." He starts complaining.

"Poor baby." You tease and run your fingers through his hair, laughing.

"When are you two just going to come out with the fact that you're in love?" Seungmin asks.

You roll your eyes, "When dwaekki's fly."

"I can easily make that happen." Changbin laughs.

"We could play a game?" Felix suggests, already looking flushed from the alcohol.

Jeongin gets excited, "Let's do a drinking game! It's been a while."

"I don't believe I've ever played a drinking game with y'all."

Hyunjin hums, "Mm, you haven't. Mostly because we get crazy, we've never brought up the idea."

This piqued your interest, "More crazy than I've already seen? I don't think that's possible."

Minho chimes in this time, "You forget we're a group of men sometimes, I swear. Mix alcohol and suggestive games, it definitely gets 'crazier' than you've seen, inappropriately crazy."

You level him with a smirk, "I'm down."

"That's my y/n!" Ji says, while pulling you to sit in his lap, "Fearless."

You giggle and lean into him while Minho just narrows his eyes at you and purses his lips. Something tells you he's up to something, but you're ready for any challenge.

"Fine. Then we'll play something easy, truth or drink. If someone refuses to answer, they drink. Whoever finishes their drink first loses." Minho says.

"What does the loser have to do?" You ask.

"Pay for everyone's lunch every day for a month!" Changbin says.

"Deal." You say. 

You're an open book, Ji knows this. There's no question you won't answer.

Everyone is up now, getting new drinks & refills before the game starts. You can't help but notice that Chan didn't get up, he looks a little nervous for some reason. He was always the most worried about you being around so much. In the beginning it definitely came across like he didn't like you. Now you know that's not the case... you think. He tolerates you now to say the least. You couldn't blame him too much, he was just protective of his boys. You actually found it incredibly sweet, or maybe it's just that stupid soft spot you have for him.

He always tried to keep you at arms length from the group. Not wanting anyone to get too close to you. Until Jisung put him in his place, as best he could anyways.

You were in Ji's lap, watching Spirited Away. He was drawing imaginary lines and shapes on your back, while you rested your head on his shoulder, facing the tv. His head was resting on top of yours as well, and a blanket covered you both.

Chan walked in seeing this, and nearly had a stroke. He said we were being inappropriate. And specifically made it a point to tell you to be more professional as a member of the staff. Short version: know your fucking place, you're overstepping. 

You scoffed at him, prepared to confront him about his growing disdain towards you. Let him know he's the one being inappropriate, downright childish. But Ji nudged you onto the couch and got to him first.

It was kind of cute watching him standing there, ears becoming red and getting in Chan's face. Cute in the way that it was like a maltese puppy trying to stand up to a doberman. Then he proceeded to yell at him about how he was way out of line. Saying he was being flat out disrespectful and that he was done with the ridiculous way he has been acting about you. The last thing he said was that he didn't know what got into him, and that he'd never seen this side of Chan before. 

Chan was silent, looking intensely into Jisungs eyes. But he never backed down, so Chan poked his tongue to his cheek, then retreated to his room for the whole night. You had to scoop Ji off the floor right afterwards. He had let his knees buckle, and fell to the floor once Chan was gone. Citing that he wasn't sure he was going to live through the night to see the morning sun. Typical dramatic fashion for your best friend. But you soothed him, fluffing up his ego about 'defending your honor'. His words, not yours.

As that night went on though, the tiniest bit of worry coursed through you. Chan hadn't come back out. Not even when the other members came home, trying to knock on his door to greet him. Or when the food was ready to be served, you had even given knocking a try. Only after Hyunjin begged you to, because 'He already doesn't take care of himself. He needs to eat.' No, you didn't see him again that night until you had already walked out the front door. He slipped out behind you shortly after, grabbing you by the wrist and stopping you. 

You thought he was going to continue the argument for a moment, but no, he was apologizing. Not much more was said afterwards, but his apology was genuine and heartfelt, so you accepted it. You two ended up hugging it out, and thank goodness no one saw that, because it was incredibly cringeworthy. He had no more major issues after that. But he was still unexplainably awkward around you, but it's not like you were any better. You two simply didn't know how to interact with each other for longer than 30 seconds. And that was pushing it. You suspected that might not ever go away. He likes to keep his walls high and strong, and you're stubborn at times.

But of course,  despite that stubbornness. You developed some sort of feelings towards him. Feelings you refused to acknowledge, well tried to refuse. You would push those feelings down deep within your heart, put them in a little box, and tape it shut trying to forget it's there. There was no need to pine over the man, he had stay to do that for him, and who knows who else in his life. Somehow that box always ended up ripped open again.

There was never a reason to act on these feelings. Not to mention, you think you'd be breaking SO MANY rules. Putting your job, his job, hell everyone's job at risk. Or worse, making a fool of yourself when he would downright reject you.

You keep watching him, now he's shaking his leg up and down, seeming agitated. Maybe he just doesn't want everyone getting into a vulnerable state of mind while playing? Maybe he's worried somebody will say or do something wrong? That someone will cross a line, as he loves to say?

Trying to ease his negative feelings, and extend yet another olive branch. You toss a throw pillow at him, hitting him in the chest and pulling him out of his thoughts.

He looks at you, eyebrows wrinkled in confusion, and you just chuckle nervously at him saying, "Don't worry, it's like Vegas. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas."

"God how fuckin' corny was that?" Ji teases you, poking your side making you giggle more.

To your relief, Chan is laughing with you, and shaking his head, "I just want them to behave."

"Oh relax, we're all grown. We're all friends. So we'll get to know each other more intimately, big whoop." You shrug.

"Mmm..." He replied, before raising his voice so everyone could hear him, "Whatever is spoken about tonight, doesn't leave this room."

"I swear you're the one with anxiety sometimes, not me." Ji mumbles.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah... dad." Hyunjin says as he sits next to you and Ji.

"As if that announcement even had to be made, I swear, and you wonder why we call you old." Seungmin comments.

Once everyone is settled in with their drinks, Minho directs Chan to start the game.

"Jisung, when was the last time you cried?"

He laughed, "You're trying to embarrass me because you know it was this morning, but I am confident and secure in the fact that I am a sensitive man."

He said the last bit with his hand over his heart, and his eyes closed, effectively making everyone chuckle.

"My poor baby, why were you crying?" You question teasingly.

"Please don't bring it up, he'll start blubbering all over again. Stupid, sad, dog rescue videos." Seungmin mumbles.

"Minho!" Ji shouts, pointing at him dramatically, "This question is for you. If you had to kiss someone in this room on the cheek, who would it be?"

"Hyunjin." He said bluntly, making you and everyone else laugh while Hyune just rolled his eyes.

"Would you kiss me back?" He asked him, eyes full of hope and bottom lip jutted out and pouting, trying to act cute. And succeeding, honestly.

Hyunjin acted like he was pondering the question, but ultimately was the first to take a sip from his glass, "I decline to answer."

He looked to you next, a suggestive smirk on his face, making you the next victim, "Y/niiieee..."

"Oi, be respectful." Chan scolds immediately, not liking the look at all.

"All I was going to do was repeat the question!" He said defensively, "Y/n, if you had to choose, who would you kiss on the cheek?"

You tried hard to keep your eyes from trailing over to Chan, a tingly feeling spreading across your skin at the mere thought of innocently kissing his cheek. Instead you chose the easy answer, because it wasn't a lie. You'd also kiss your best friend on the cheek any time.

"My Jiji of course," And you took his face in one hand, squeezing his cheeks between your middle finger and thumb, and plant a loud smooch on each of them, "he probably only asked because he wanted one anyways."

He just chuckles, letting you baby him and Seungmin fake gags.

"Minnieee..." You pause trying to come up with a question, "when you dye your hair next, what color would you want?"

"Green, my entire head green."

"That would look interesting." You laugh.

You all go 'round in circles for a few rounds, completely forgetting about the rules of the game. Having now finished your glasses from casually sipping throughout the game, most of you have switched to occasional shots. You're starting to feel warm and tipsy. Of course the more you all drank, the more the questions started to get more... amorous. Which is exactly how you all assumed this game would go. No wonder Chan was so anxious.

However looking over to him now, he's definitely having a good time. Like every other person, he loosens up while drinking, but tonight he seems even more so.

"Y/n," Chan starts with a sly look making your skin buzz again. Among all of you, he is 100% the most inebriated right now, "when was your first kiss?"

"Yah! He tells us to be respectful, but look how he is after a few drinks!" Changbin yells laughing.

Chan loses it, "You're right Binnie, you don't have to answer or drink." He says in between fits of squeaky laughter. 

You think you could listen to him laugh all day.

You shake your head and snort, "I've answered worse questions playing this game before. I was 13 when I had my first kiss."

Hyunjin nearly spits his drink out, because again, no one is drinking just as punishment anymore, "13?!"

"Well, yeah, it's a pretty normal age in America... I think..." you started to blush, "why, how old were you?" you ask Hyunjin.

He hesitates, but eventually he spoke, "I was 18."

The rest chime in saying they were also 18 or 19. With the exception of Felix who said he was 16.

Without even thinking you start to say, "Aaah, see I was 18 when I-" and you're abruptly stopped with Ji's hand slapping over your mouth.

Your eyes go wide, caught off guard, but understanding as you almost blurted out unnecessary information. Nothing that Ji hadn't known obviously, it's just that everyone else doesn't really know you on that level. 

"Jagi, you only had to answer the one question, adding extra info, that's not how you play the gaaaaame." He says in a sing-song voice, "Hyunjin it's your turn to ask someone."

"No no no no! What was she going to say?" Chan chuckles.

When you looked at him, he winked at you, and you had to stop yourself from going limp in Ji's arms. He knew damn well what you were going to say. Why is he teasing, no torturing you like this?

You peel Ji's hand off your mouth to respond "It's not your turn, you'll have to wait to ask me that."

The group starts laughing and shouting, teasing Chan who is ignoring it all, just staring at you with curious eyes and his tongue in his cheek. Does he know how hot he looks doing that?

"Okay, so then I'll ask you. What were you going to say?" Hyunjin asks calmly, trying to fight the smile off his face.

You pour yet another shot, and knock it back thinking, what the hell, "I was going to say I was 18 when I first hooked up with a man."

Some members looked surprised, the game taking an obvious turn. However Hyunjin, Felix, and Chan started laughing again.

"I knew that's what you were going to say." Felix slurred. 

"Yeah I was definitely teasing you on that, because I knew." Chan followed.

"Mmm, well judging from the shocked faces of everyone else, you two seem to be the only psychics." You try to joke, wanting the attention off of you suddenly.

"No, don't get us wrong, not all of us are as innocent as you think." Seungmin says defensively.

"Oh really now?" You respond, one brow quirking up.

Seungmin just turned red, and sat back in his seat. To which Chan started laughing, yet again. He's a giggly drunk, and you love it.

"Don't tease my puppy, babe." Ji slurred, trying to reach his arm to console Seungmin, but ultimately failing.

"I mean I was 18 too, with the same girl I first kissed." Hyunjin shrugged.

"But what do you mean 'to a man'?" Jeongin asked with a shit eating grin on his face. 

You promptly turned into a tomato, and started choking on air.

"You're not that slow pabo, obviously it means she's been with women too." Ji says, rather loudly and speaking freely, all while patting your back.

You're quiet. It's not like it's a secret, you've never hidden your sexuality. But it never came up in conversation with anyone here, except Jisung.

Wanting to ease the tone, Felix speaks up, "Well I was 18 when I first hooked up with a dude."

"I was 21, but everyone already knows that story." Ji slurred.

The whole conversation triggers another group laughing fit. Except for Chan, who is looking at you with those dark eyes again. And... is he blushing? Or is that the alcohol? He eventually snaps out of whatever daze he was in, and slowly smiles at you reassuringly.

You mentally kick yourself for getting your hopes up, of course he couldn't ever think of you like that. You're imagining things.

"But then, how old were you when you first hooked up with a girl?" Jeongin asked again, genuinely curious.

"A lot younger than 18..." You trailed off laughing, "I'll just say in high school."

"The air is different outside of Korea." Changbin says suddenly, sounding thoughtful.

Hyunjin nearly collapsed laughing, slapping Minho on the knee repeatedly, despite the glare he was shooting him.

"Well I just answered a bunch of questions in a row so that means I get to ask two people a question. And the second person I ask gets the next turn." You say, making up new rules. 

"So... Chan." He looks at you with his eyebrows raised and you just smirk, knowing you're trying to get back at him, "How old were YOU when you lost your virginity?"

He gulps and looks around at the group before answering, "I... was 18."

"Chan-hyung, you never answered us when we would ask you! Why answer her?" Jisung whines.

"I honestly don't know, maybe it's the liquor. None of you ever asked me drunk." He starts giggling.

"Okay so question 2... Binnie!" He gulps and looks at you with wide eyes, "Are you more of a boob guy?" You say grabbing your own, not even really thinking about it, "Or an ass guy?"

Changbin started laughing and answered, "Definitely ass, but I appreciate boobs too, equality."

"I am just learning so much about my fellow members lately." Seungmin whispers.

"Is that a bad thing?" You giggle.

"Not at all, it feels strangely comforting, letting loose like this." He replies and smiles softly at me, "It's been a while."

"It's freeing!" Jeongin yells abruptly, throwing his hands in the air.

"Aye, my question is for you then Min. Have you ever had a wet dream?" Changbin asks.

"... what guy hasn't? Don't all guys get them?" He asks looking around.

Then you chime in again frankly, "Girls can get them too you know."

Why does it feel like you've opened pandora's box on your sex life, in every single aspect?

Ji starts laughing, nodding his head vigorously and you know where this is about to go.

"Really now?" Felix says, mimicking your exact tone from earlier, "What was it about?"

"Mmmm... it's not your turn to ask," Then you turn to Seungmin, "And if you ask me, I will absolutely drink and not answer. No way I'm explaining a sex dream right now."

Seungmin just rolls his eyes and huffs out a laugh.

"But I wanna knooooooow," Jisung whines, "You looked so cute having one last weekend, you never told me what it was about."

Everyone was watching you two closely now, waiting to hear how he knew what you looked like in that situation.

You turned around and smacked his arm, "We weren't going to mention that ever again! Remember?!" You attempt to be angry, but you can't help it and end up smiling.

"Okay, well now I'm curious since you two are bringing this up." Minho says with a glint in his eye.

"Y/n may or may not have had one when I slept over, and I woke up to her moaning and hump--"

This time it was your turn to slap a hand over his mouth, "Jiji, Sungie, my love, my sweet sweet SWEET best friend. I don't want to kill you, but I will." You say in a dulcet tone.

He raised his hands, eyes wide and nodded his head. You couldn't help but laugh, apparently you're a giggly drunk too.

Out of the corner of your eye, you swore you saw Chan adjusting himself in his pants. But then you reminded yourself that it was just wishful thinking and an alcohol induced hallucination. Horny hallucination. God you needed to get over him and under someone else. This unrequited shit wasn't for you.

"I'm so never going to drop this you know, I wanna know what the hell happened." Minho smirked at you, to which you flipped him off jokingly.

It's Seungmin's turn next, and he's just staring at Jeongin with a blank face, "Have you ever had a one night stand?"

He pauses for a moment and then finally answers, "No, I haven't."

He looked at you now, asking his question, "You know what I have to ask now, right?"

"Go ahead." You challenge, fully prepared to choke down another shot and not answer his question, and he smiles.

"What's one of your kinks?"

You were unprepared for that question. And how could you know he would ask that, these men like to fuck around with your head.

"Relax, I just wanted to see your reaction." He says before chuckling.

You glared at him for a moment, halfheartedly. They think they can just retract questions when they get scared that they went too far. Screw that, you're answering.

"I guess the most simple one I have is edging." You shrug.

"The most simple one?!" Hyunjin asked.

"What are you a masochist? Edging is the worst, feels like torture to me." Ji says.

"But the build up is so delicious, and the end result is so worth it. It's so intense." Felix chimes in, "Choking too, that can be intense." 

"Hm, breath play might actually be my favorite." You admit.

"Damn y/n." Ji says, eyeing you with a smile, "You're full of surprises, even to this day." 

You shrug again, "Everyone has different kinks... What's one of yours?" You ask him.

He ponders for a moment, "I like being dommed sometimes."

"Big surprise." Minho says and you all laugh.

"Good one though," You nod, "That's one of mine too."

"I think I'm an exhibitionist, to an extent of course." Hyunjin says next.

"That's also not a surprise." Minho replies.

You can't help but let your eyes wander over to Chan again, while everyone else is sharing different things they're into in bed. The liquor has everyone speaking loosely. But Chan doesn't seem to care about it anymore.

You find him staring right back at you, that same look in his eyes from earlier, and you feel heat spread in your stomach, and wetness starts to pool in your panties. Maybe you weren't imagining things.

But you don't notice that Ji's observing both of you in his drunken haze. Not too faded to ignore you and Chan eye-fucking each other.

Your heart starts racing the longer you hold eye contact, and you start shifting uncomfortably on his lap, before looking away and deciding to get up.

"Alright... I need some bread to soak up this alcohol, and then I need to get home because it's already 2 in the morning." You say with a shaky breath.

"Yeah, I'm wasted right now," Jeongin says and stands, "Bed's a good idea. Goodnight everyone." And he leaves to his room.

Ji grabs your wrist, preventing you from moving, "You're not going anywhere. We're all drunk, you can't drive and no one can bring you back home."

"Fiiiiiiine," You say, "but I still want bread."

"You and your bread fixation whenever you drink." Minho mumbles, heading to the kitchen anyways to grab you some.

When he comes back he hands it to you and you start munching away happily, doing a little dance.

Meanwhile, Felix is trying to tug Chan's arms to make him stand up, but he's fighting him on it and whining. Clearly he exceeded his limit tonight drinking. He probably won't even remember the looks he was giving you, you think.

"I don't wanna go to bed." Chan whines.

Felix finally succeeds in pulling him up, "C'mon mate, you definitely need to sleep this off. You'll be miserable tomorrow. Let's get you some water too, hmm?"

Chan reluctantly holds his arm, and follows him down the hall, stumbling over his own two feet along the way. You can't help but laugh at the sight.

More of the boys say goodnight and head off to their rooms, but Ji and Minho stay with you in the living room, chatting a little longer before bed.

Ji starts going through his bags, determined that you left some pajamas here from when you slept over previously, and he kept them in a bag to give back to you. He pulls out the nightie, that you honestly forgot you brought here. But you see why you didn't ever wear it at the time. It's dark green, spaghetti straps and has lace along the bust line. It also has slits on each side of your thigh, and only covers you to the middle of your thighs. Your go to sleepware was always nighties or large tees, they're comfortable and sometimes you get hot at night. Mix in the fact that you were drinking tonight? You're already feeling overheated. But wearing this?

"Jiiiiiii, don't you have any t-shirts I can wear?" You whine.

He's already under the covers, fighting sleep, "Sorry babe... haven't done laundry... Nothing clean..."

You whine again before taking it and heading across the hall into one of the bathrooms. It was this or sleep in your sweats, and that idea sounded entirely too suffocating to you.

You slip the nightie on and brush your teeth with your designated toothbrush you had there. Jisungs idea, after you had too much tequila one night and he diligently held your hair back as you got sick.

You sigh as you're leaving, and make your way towards Ji's room. Before you reach the door though, Chan walks out of his room. He's in a black tank top, and red boxer briefs... your eyes immediately trail down and go wide. His outline clear as day. But you change your view quickly, hopefully before he notices.

It doesn't help though, now all you're doing is eyeing his arms, the muscles cut throughout them. The veins that trail all the way down to his hands. God, his hands... What wouldn't you let those hands do to you...

He scratches the back of his head, and the movement snaps you out of your gaze. You find him staring back at you for a second before answering, "Sorry, I'll just..."

You start to shake your head, "No, no. No reason to apologize." You chuckle and start shifting on your feet. You feel the skirt of your nightie swaying with you. It opened the slit wider, and Chan immediately looked down at your exposed thigh. He inhaled quietly, sucking in air through his nose.

Any other day, you'd be scrambling to cover yourself. Feeling insecure and too bare. You don't know if it was the liquor in you, but tonight? Being on display? It turned you on.

You clenched your thighs together, almost involuntarily, and Chan didn't miss that.

Time seemed to be moving too slow. He stepped towards you, nearly closing the gap between you. He's only inches away, and looking down on you. His eyes have that dark, smoldery look again. He raised his hand and brushed the curls off your face and behind your ear. When he rests his palm against your cheek, your eyes flutter shut and you lean into his touch. It's so warm, and comforting. As if it was always meant for you.

When you open your eyes, you can clearly see the lust in his is only growing. He's not holding it back anymore, biting his lip as he stares at you. You almost whimper in anticipation.

"This is your opportunity to walk away if you're not okay with me kissing you." He says lowly.

You closed your eyes, and his lips met yours. The first few seconds were sweet and soft. Almost too innocent for the heat of the moment, but then he deepened it. He was pulling you by the waist into him, running his hands down and resting them on your ass. You could easily feel how hard he was for you, even through the thin fabrics. This time you let the whimper out, and he swiped his tongue along your bottom lip before sucking it into his mouth. When you tried to do the same, he didn't give you the chance. Instead he slipped his tongue in. It was like he was lost in desire, and greedy for more. You couldn't help it when your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer.

He groaned and started backing you into the wall, his lips never leaving yours. He grabbed your thighs in each hand, and hoisted you up, slotting himself between them. Your legs naturally wrapped around him, and he started rocking his length against you. His pace was achingly slow, but still delicious.

You moaned and slipped a hand up to the nape of his neck, grabbing a fistful of hair. He breaks the kiss and throws his head back with his eyes closed. He half hisses, half groans, and you can't help but rock your hips against him harder, hoping to hear more. He grips your thigh tighter, and leans down to press a quick kiss to your neck, before licking and sucking on it. He's meeting each roll of your hips with rough thrusts. And even clothed, you feel how perfectly he's rubbing your clit.

Your head is so clouded with need. Need to be touched. Need to touch him. Need to feel him inside of you. You don't even think twice when he glides his hand up your stomach, and over your breasts. He gives one a light squeeze before moving up to wrap his fingers around your neck, and your brain loses all sense for a moment.

He's just resting his hand there, but you wish he'd do more. You're not sure if this man knows just how pliant you are for him right now.

Then he brings his lips to your ear and whispers, "Can I touch you?"

His warm breath gives you chills, and you nod your head as best as you can. But that doesn't suffice him, he stops his movements against you and his grip around your throat tightens. You think you could probably get off on it if he tightens his fingers just a bit more, but he doesn't, instead he says, "I'm going to need words, babygirl."

Your hips buck into him, and you breathe out a quiet "Yes. Please..."

With that, he yanks your face closer to his by your neck. He's squeezing ever so slightly tighter around your throat. He bites your lip and you groan. But he's quick to silence you with his tongue.

Letting go, he trailed his hand back down your body and to your core. Slowly he started to rub you through the thin lace. You were so sensitive, that when he found your clit and pressed a circle into it. You couldn't help but breathe out his name. He pushed your panties to the side, and when he felt you for the first time you felt him smile against your lips.

"Babygirl... fuck, you're so wet for me." 

And as he whispered that, he slipped a finger in you. He set a steady pace, dragging against your walls with a curl. Each pump hitting your sweet spot, and the heel of his hand creating delightful friction against your swollen bud. His breathing was heavy in your ear, breaking through all your helpless whimpering. When he added a second finger, you couldn't hold back anymore.

"Chan..." You moaned louder this time, while simultaneously letting your head drop against the wall with a thud.

He pulled his lips off of you, eyes wide when he met yours. He started blinking as if he was coming back to reality. When he looked into your eyes again, he looked startled.

"What's wrong?" You pant, feeling hot and dizzy, wishing he would keep moving his hands.

Instead, he quickly slips his fingers out of you, and sets your feet on the floor. Then he backs away.

"I'm sorry, y/n... I don't know what came over me, that was incredibly inappropriate and out of character." Chan mumbled.

Your heart sinks, as you feel the sting of rejection. Tears threatened to well in your eyes, and you immediately felt the oncoming headache from holding them back. You shouldn't feel so emotional and upset. This was all spur of the moment. But you do, you feel devastated.

Regardless, you clear your throat, "I understand." You force an unsettling chuckle out, when a sob threatens to escape instead.

He puts on a blank face that feels so cold, and responds with "Don't forget to drink some water, stay hydrated... I'll be heading to bed now, you should too."

All you really want to say is don't leave, because you want to finish what was started. Because you've wanted this for so long. Because the box you kept away in the depths of your heart had ripped open once again. And all the languished emotions were here, front and center, aching to bear it all to him. To let him see. Confess. But that would be selfish, he's clearly uncomfortable with it all. He probably regrets it. An alcohol induced affair. In his eyes, a complete mistake. 

So instead you say, "Okay."

Because that's all you can muster before the tears start to fall. You turn away,  going back to facing Ji's door. 

"Goodnight y/n... Sleep well." He says, and puts a tentative hand on your shoulder.

You shrug it off, and escape to Ji's bedroom. To your surprise he's sitting up in bed, and ushering you come to him with his arms open and bottom lip pouted out.

You run to him, a bit dramatically and fall a part in his arms. But you can't help it, you sealed these emotions away for too long. You were too hurt at the moment to even try pushing them back down.

Jisung is your life saver, he's comforting you, rubbing his fingers on your scalp and rocking you back and forth to try and calm you. He gives you time before you have to explain why exactly you're having a melt down.

"Chan's an idiot." He finally says.

And you lean back to look at him, confused on how quickly he's put two and two together.

"Well you weren't exactly quiet. Between your exaggerated moans and his animalistic grunting right outside my door, of course I heard it." He rolled his eyes jokingly and that earned a laugh from you.

You smacked him lightly, "I was lost in the moment... don't judge me."

"Jagi..." He says, and wipes the tears from your cheeks with his thumbs, "You've liked him for so much longer than a moment."

Your heart starts pounding faster again. How could he know that. It's the one thing you've kept from him, from everyone, hell you even denied it to yourself for as long as possible. Was it that obvious? Who else knows? You go to speak, fear written across your face.

"No. You were not obvious, in fact you're an amazing actor. I'm sure none of the other members noticed, and definitely no one else at work knew." He answers before you can even get words out.

You nod slowly, "So then, how'd you know?"

He smiled proudly, "I'm a people watcher, I see all."

You smack him again, a little harder this time.

"Alright, alright, but I really did see all the looks you'd give him when no one else was watching... I know what longing looks like, and..." he trailed off.

You knew that wasn't all, "And?"

"Aaaaand... maybe that night you had that wet dream. You were moaning his name while humping the pillow..."

"You never told me that!" You shoved your head into your hands, distraught.

"Well I didn't want to embarrass you! I honestly didn't think you looked at any of us that way until then. Like I said, a good actor. I figured you'd tell me when you were ready to."

You sighed, "I'm sorry. It's just a stupid crush, it'll pass."

"You're grown, you don't have to apologize to anyone for liking someone. But y/n," He cupped your cheek forcing you to look at him again, "this isn't just a simple crush, is it?"

With that question, you felt the tears spilling all over again. He pulled you to lay down with him, holding you tight against him and letting you cry it all out. Somewhere between his low humming, and your quiet weeping, you fell asleep.

When you blink the sleep away from your eyes the next morning, you're still entangled with Ji. He's literally wrapped around you like a koala.

You snort out a laugh and go to check the time on your phone. 7:30 am, entirely too early. You decide to try and fall back asleep, but last night's events rush back to you. Dread fills your chest, and your fight or flight kicks in. You're trying to gently escape Ji's hold, and not hyperventilate. The latter is more difficult but, since that man can sleep through anything, you were able to succeed.

You get changed back into your clothes, and leave a note for him saying that you're leaving and you'll text him when you get home. You can't bear to face Chan, let alone anyone else who might've heard you two last night. So you decide to skip out on the usual coffee and breakfast routine. You all have that tradition after a drunken night, but you know Ji will cover for you with everyone anyways.

You're rushing down the hall, wanting to grab your things and head for the door. Panic is starting to bubble over, and you're haphazardly covering yourself up to be unnoticeable. As you're slipping the mask over your face, a voice stops you.

"Morning... don't you want to stay for breakfast?"

You can't bring yourself to look at Chan, those words only setting the box of emotions in your heart on fire. You know he only means it in the way that it is an unbroken tradition. No matter how sick one of you gets, group breakfast is a must for recuperation. No one has skipped it in the months you've been doing it. We all take care of each other. But the idea makes your mouth bitter, because you wish it was just you two. Alone. Making breakfast the morning after earth shattering sex. And the fact he doesn't mean it in that way in the slightest makes tears prick back into your eyes.

Yes, you know you're being petty. You should stick it through for your friends. Take a page from Chan and act like nothing ever happened. You just can't find it inside you to care, you need to go home and lick your wounds before facing anyone here again. Call it childish, but you didn't care.

You're struggling to find words and just blurt out, "No thanks." And rush out the door, heading to the safety of your car.

You left Chan standing there. Unbeknownst to you, hurting just as much.

Special thank you to @jeonginsleftcheek who encouraged me through finishing this! I had finished it, and then accidentally deleted the entire ending. But in turn, that was a good thing I think... because now there'll be a part 2! If you'd like to be added to a taglist, let me know and I'll start one! Feedback is always cherished, but be gentle pleeeeeeeease ♡

[ask-the-rag-dolly]

♪ ~ a little rag dolly , wishing your worries away ~ ♪

please read the faq ! ( updated as of 7/27/2024 )

a part ask-blog , part comic where ragatha is infected with a sentient virus that can talk to her - and somehow that's the least concerning part in all of this ?

there's no right or wrong choices here but these all definitely look like wrong ones

[ while this is mostly not intended to be a horror comic , please be warned that this will contain content that can be seen as disturbing such as depictions of mental illness and breakdowns , vomiting , self-harm , suicidal and intrusive thoughts , scopophobia , medical trauma - and possibly more i haven't listed ! if these things get too distressing it's okay to click away , your mental wellbeing matters more ^^

also disclaimer that a lot of the things here were written Before episode 2 so if there's some inconsistencies then you know ! ]

READ IN CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER , COOL !!

somehow doesn't work in mobile , please don't ask me i don't know how to fix it , blame tumblr idk lol

phase 1

phase 2

TAGS

[ asks ] / [ ask2 ] - main posts

[ ooc ] - misc. posts

[ INTERMISSION ] - surprise !

[ non-canon ] - non-canon asks

[ ESSAY WARNING ] - mod rambles

[ doodles ] - art from yours truly !

[ THE INFLUENCER ] - old t.i tag ! design was by @/raggedabstraction

tadc influence au - green ?????????

[ you just opened : pandora's box ! ] - an achievement i give to a select amount of asks that completely ran the plot into a tree and exploded it <3

[ animations ] - ... animations !

[ office lore ] - backstory that i don't think is pretty important to this story but people are somehow invested in it so here you go

toybox - just me going crazy over my brotp ( zooble & ragatha )

[ more will be added ! ... if i figure it out ... ]

GUIDELINES AND BOUNDARIES

nooo inappropriate asks, please ! i will not hesitate to block you if you send one

my art is free to use ! use it for your icon , an edit , or even repost it ! my only condition really is to credit me (:

the only ship i'll lean towards is jesterdoll (pomni x ragatha) ! even then , it's not the main focus ( i prefer exploring more platonic dynamics honestly ! )

please be patient and do not take it personally if your ask doesn't get in , i am just one artist running this blog , not planning to get another mod , and i get a shitton of asks whenever i open the inbox . there is no 100% guarantee that your ask will get in

please do not dm me . i am not open for small talk . just take any questions or inquiries to the ask box if it's open . sorry but i will be ignoring any messages from this point on . it's nothing personal i am just severely mentally ill

magic anons are fine ! though note i will be very picky towards them and most likely won't accept any that exceeds 10 asks .

you can call me mod bee . for the sake of this blog , i go by she/her ^^ ( please don't bring up my main if you recognize my art style shfgsf )

[ guidelines are subject to change ~ ]

[loquarocoeur]

Loquarocoeur info:

Firstly: Obligatory mature content warning

Hi, my name is Alex

Alternatively I am also referred to as loquarocoeur, loq, loquacker, loquawhatever, or other varieties of my username, and when I deserve it I will also accept several insults

I do have other interests, but this is mostly an F1 blog

You probably know me from my Ao3 (Probably Yours Verse or Casual)

I think I'm mainly known as that insane Lestappen bottom Max/top Charles enthusiast, otherwise also a Landoscar enjoyer who lied about how much angst there would be in Casual (sorry again)

Lestappen complete masterlist here

Landoscar complete masterlist here

I am also a full time student with a busy life, so when the ask box is randomly off, I don't hate you, I'm just busy<3

I don't do much on here except answer asks, which sometimes turn into discussions, mainly yours verse

Other tags are not important, they're mainly for my personal organisation

FAQs under the cut:

FAQs:

What is that keyboard smash of a username?

My username is first and foremost stupid, secondly too old to change, and thirdly a silly mashup of the words loquacious (talkative) and coeur (heart in French)

Are you not answering my ask because I'm being annoying/rude/upsetting?

My ask box has occasionally gotten very busy, sometimes I miss asks, accidentally delete them, sometimes tumblr eats them, sometimes I forget about them until it's too late for it not to be weird, sometimes I'm just very busy or having another discussion and will get back to you. Occasionally I have a lot to yap about with you and need a while to gather my thoughts If you're being rude, hateful, or annoying I will absolutely also delete your asks, but this is very rare, don't worry about it I also might ignore asks about drama, I don't like arguing with anonymous askers about drama in the fandom, I value my peace and happiness and am not making internet enemies, so I prefer to rant about my opinions to my irl friends or my mutuals

Do you make banner posts or announcement posts when you post fics?

No, sorry, I'm lazy. Maybe I will do some arts and crafts if I write another long fic, but my home is ao3, tumblr is just where I yap, I'm not here to make work for myself I think you guys get ao3 emails if you subscribe to my account or a series? idk. Otherwise you'll hear about it in the asks probably

Do you accept requests?

No, but I'm always open to ideas, questions, and inspiration and I'll negotiate art for fic with mutuals if it comes up

[rius-cave]

It’s a bit strange that you only added “pro shipper” to your bio after someone felt uncomfortable that they spent money on your rape fetish comic without realizing that’s what it was (after which you literally blamed them for not assuming it was, despite no content warnings being anywhere, which was the only thing they wanted when they messaged you anyway)

You also only added it on Twitter, not here… I assume because you know Tumblr doesn’t like that. If you’re going to be in a community known for enabling abuse and pedophilia by allowing real abusers to go undetected in your circles because you all think fantasizing about abuse is normal, at least make it public everywhere. People deserve to know who they are talking to, especially since these are such touchy subjects.

Literally anyone you know who are into these things could be for real about it and you would never know unless you were too. There is no excuse for wanting to be part of any community that allows that to happen, and I don’t find it fair that people are being mocked with “respect your own DNI” as if that was the problem. They would have followed their DNI if they had known it applied to you… what they asked you for was putting a rape warning on StOP. Which you still didn’t do

I know a lot of proshippers are victims. But a lot of others are too, and we don’t appreciate being thrown under the bus in the name of “fighting purity culture” as if it’s the same as being anti-kink.

Anon I don't know if you're my ex-patreon supporter or if you're a friend of theirs or what, but it's funny to me that they kept saying they didn't want to start any trouble with me and then this happens lol ok I guess.

You also failed to mention I refunded all the money they gave to my Patreon and apologized for the confusion, I don't know how else I should apologize to them, if you or they want me to stop drawing StOP, that's not gonna happen 🤷 I've said everywhere, multiple times, that StOP is a fuck or die comic, whether you want to take that as dubcon or noncon or not is up to you. The way I write is not really that way because all parties are VERY MUCH into it by the time they start doing anything, but I am AWARE that I can't call it completely consensual just by the nature of the fuck or die scenario. Maybe this person just wasn't aware that fuck or die = noncon, that is.... Not really my fault, it literally comes with that label, I'm sorry :/

Also, my bio has ALWAYS said I'm proship lol I don't know what you're going on about.

It's not a thing I have on my Tumblr bio because before Hazbin, I didn't post any of that stuff to *this* Tumblr, now I've stopped giving a shit but just didn't think to add it to my bio because idk *shrugs* I didn't care that much. You want me to add the proship label here too? I will, I have no issue with it, I am not trying to hide and it's not because "Tumblr doesn't like that" I couldn't care less lolol.

And my friend, sighs, anti circles are known for having more real predators than proship circles. I can't even begin to tell you how many teenagers were groomed in anti circles because they thought it was a """safe space""" while adults in proship spaces literally want nothing to do with minors. I am open about who I am and what I like, I am not afraid to say it because I am not ashamed even if I get people like you in my inbox lmao

My tag of "respect your own DNI" is because people will think proshippers are gross and want nothing to do with them but they'll... Still be the first people to talk to you once they find out.... You're proving my point right now lmao

[cassoliravioli]

INTRO!!

Hello! I am Cassoli and I am crazy obsessed with POSTAL

(Yes TF2 kinda died out a bit for me I'm sorry 😞)

I have 2 other blogs, so when I follow you, don't be scared on 2 more additionally following you lmfao ☹️

DNI:

Just don't be weird and people who have some sort of prejudice against alt people and minorities, please, be a kind person, not everyone is the same and people have their way of expressing themselves 👍

Child likers, proshippers etc etc

Basic info :3

I go by Cassoli, Ravioli or Runner (my pfp is me irl fr), btw funfact cassoli is my very cool surname

I am cis girl but idgaf to pronouns honestly

I am 15, but I wanna warn you that i am not innocent, nor I am afected (generally) to +18 stuff (NORMAL STUFF BTW), so DONT get a jumpscare if I post something a bit horny 😭🙏 since COME ON sex is a normal thing yall

I am 🇧🇷, my first language is portuguese so my english sucks

I study in a military school and try my best to go very well at it (trust me I am very smart! -> 🤓☝️) and I am a track athlete so I don't post very often of how occupied I am... and sometimes im just lazy 🤑

But I want to be clear: something i've seen that is very common for teenagers my age to do is to interact and chat with people older than them, HOWEVER I am an exception, that means that I'm on tumblr strictly for posting my stuff, I have absolutely 0 interest in chatting with anyone besides my irl friends, so don't dm me unless is necessary 👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨

FANDOM INFO YEHAW

Team Fortress 2: i LOVE this game to an insane degree, I may be more mentally unwell about this game than any of the mercs to be honest 😭🙏

POSTAL: how the fuck did rws make postal dude so hot and for what 😭💯 current hyperfixation, since november 2024 I've been ONLY posting postal. Yeah call me obsessed baby cuz i am

Murder Drones: cool asf show, highly recommend if u like horror 🥸

FNAF: hurhurhurhur (my favorite character is bonnie)

OFF: batter is charismatic. AND THE LORE OHMYGODDD 🗣🗣

Chainsaw man: the only anime I like 😔

Sonic: first fandom, I still love it dearly

Happy Tree Friends: I love it SOMUCH goddamit I cannot even put into words 😔 I know its gorey and stuff but ITS THE CHARACTERS FOR ME SORRY ☹️

POSTAL INFO🔪

My favorite postal game is postal 2

My favorite dude is postal 1 dude, but I love all dudes 👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨

I have currently finished postal 2 (+ apocalypse weekend and paradise lost) and postal redux

I am in the process of finishing postal brain damaged and postal 1

My notebook can't run postal 4 🔥

I'm afraid postal 3 will explode my notebook so I wont be playing it 😞😞

I have a fandude! His name is postal soldier!

TF2 INFO HELL YEAH 💥

I am

Unhealthly obsessed

with scoutcest. Its my favorite OTP from all time

btw when I draw them I often feature my BLU scout oc (they are presented as different people then), but any interpretation of scoutcest is VERY welcome (MINUS THE INCEST ONE.)

Medic main, I SUCK at TF2 so the only class I can play really well is medic 🤑 and my mvm main is Heavy!

My favorite character is the scout, idk if I want to be him or be with him ☹️ (I am his n1 fan btw!!!)

I LOVE THE BLU TEAM!! (I have an army of BLU team ocs)

TAGS

My reblogs don't contain these tags below, so you can find my original content in them:

#cassoli comments -> text posting

#cassoli arts -> art posting

#oc art -> oc posting

#blu scout lore??!?1? -> blu scout lore posting

My sideblog is @holyraviolis

BLU Scout's askblog is @matt-blu

[shoalweedhence]

One more, just one more

Warnings: / 

(too much kissing, does that count? It’s very sweet & mushy, sorry not sorry)

Pairing: Eddie Munson x GN Reader

Content Tag: Fluff

Word Count: 1512

Inspired by: @str4ngergirlw0rld (is it ok to tag people like this, idk how to tumblr, help)

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“Eddie…” 

You sighed for the umpteenth time this morning. Ever since you had woken up, your boyfriend had found himself in a very clingy -but in a cute way- mood. 

From the moment he had emerged into the kitchen of your apartment, his hair somehow messier than usual with two pieces sticking up from the top of his head and giving him small horns, you had laughed and he had captured your waist in-between his arms.

***

“What?” He asked groggily, his voice rough and still perfectly laced with sleep.

“If I didn't know better, I’d say all that metal music really is turning you into some kind of satanic vessel.”

His eyes thinned, almost disappearing behind puffed out cheeks.

“Well, maybe I am one.”

Without further explanation, Eddie dove for your neck and you felt his nose brush against the exposed skin there. He sighed deeply, awakening a small army of goosebumps across your body. You gave in trying to move as he took a few long breaths, his demonic hair tickling the side of your face. When he pulled away, you barely had enough time to process what was happening before the feeling of his lips on yours quickly left you dazed.

Eddie moved past you to reach into the cupboard and you huffed, breathless.

“‘Morning to you too.”

Eddie in the morning was, well, quite unpredictable. Not that he would ever turn into an actual demon -or that you thought he was in any capacity to, anyway. Still, the way he moved around the kitchen, perfectly free of anyone else's expectations, intensified the voice in your head that tried to convince you of how comfortable he felt around you -clearly, with the hair horns and all… 

Everything he did in the hour following his waking up only tightened the grip he had on your heart. 

As you basked in his early aura, the allure of his back peaking through his shirt captivating your attention, you felt yourself reach up. You slid your hands into his hair from behind, untangling a few strands as gently as you could, making sure you were not pulling too sharply on any single hair. The fragile structure of the ‘horns’ was soon disrupted and they rapidly faded into the rest of the wavy, tangled mass.

“You know what I think about when you do that?” Eddie quietly said, his back to you still.

“What?” 

The sound of your own voice sounded far away as you focused dutifully on your task. There was something about touching his hair that always seemed to just mesmerise you. Maybe it was something to do with how careless he seemed about his grooming when it came to this specific part of his body; but that only made you want to double-down with efforts to take care of it… of him.

Because of your concentrated state, you were a bit startled when Eddie turned around, his hands suddenly resting on your waist as if they were magnetically pulled to it.

“It makes me think about how much I want to kiss you.”

You took one quick breath in before Eddie’s mouth was on yours. It was a simple, short and sweet peck, but it was enough to leave your lips tingling. The warm breath that cascaded down your lips as he pulled away only worsened the craving for his mouth on yours again. You blinked up at him, feeling your heartbeat trying to copy the rhythm of the drums of Eddie’s favourite songs.

The thought made you smile and, just as you opened your mouth to speak, Eddie’s lips found your own again and you had to swallow your words back up, only a muffled squeal escaping your throat. 

Eddie then started to attack your lips with kisses, breathing out one word each time your lips parted.

“Why, are, you, so, cute?” 

“I don’t know,” you laughed, placing your hands on his chest to stop him from placing more devilishly tempting kisses on your lips.

Eddie sighed, taking hold of your hands as he peppered your knuckles with kisses instead. 

“Eddie,” you called, licking your lips as you still felt the tingle from the pressure he had just put on them.

He looked down at you, his warm brown eyes hooded as he gently accompanied your hands back down to your sides before he let them go.

Just as you thought that he was going to step back from you, a quick look at the clock beside your microwave informing you that it was nearly time for you to go to work, you were startled again when his lips found yours.

“Eddie,” you sighed, stifling a chuckle, “I have to go soon.”

He pecked you again, placing his forehead against your own as he whined, “but I don’t want you to…”

You smiled, resting your hands on his cheeks as you were the one to engage the kiss this time, holding Eddie’s face in place for a bit longer.

Whether by the authoritative force of responsibilities, or some magical, Disney-like spell that had been broken by you engaging the kiss, Eddie let you go, his features set in a deep pout.

You could not help yourself but reach for the apple of his cheek and place a soft kiss there, his eyes following your every movement.

“See you tonight,” you said, your hand catching his and giving it a squeeze.

You made for the bathroom, then, giving yourself a quick look over in the mirror to make sure you felt presentable, and also wanting to see if your lips were as puffy as they felt. 

They were. Even more so than you had imagined, actually.

You sighed, but the smile on your face was evident.

So evident indeed that when you exited the bathroom, making your way towards the front door and seeing your boyfriend standing there like a monolith, his shoulders wide and squared as he waited for you, he was not even impressed in the slightest by the warning tone of your voice.

“Eddie…” 

“One more?” He asked, “just one more?”

You shook your head but took the few final steps towards him, leaning on your tiptoes to reach his face. The fabric of his shirt wrinkled as your fingers, subconsciously having made their way there out of their own volition, tightened when you felt Eddie guide your back to the wall.

“Eddie,” you exhaled, your eyes thinning at him.

“Please, just one more?”

You rolled your eyes, rolling on the balls of your feet and standing on your tiptoes again to kiss him.

But even as you parted, Eddie did not move. He stood perfectly still, imposing as he loomed over you and blocked your only way out of your apartment.

“Eddie…”

“Last one?”

You quirked an eyebrow at him, gathering as much intensity in your stare as you could.

“Last one,” you answered, this time reaching your hands to the back of his head and pulling him down.

And yet, when you pulled away, he still did not move.

***

“If you give me another kiss, I promise I will wash the dishes tonight, I swear,” he pleaded, his eyes rounding up with hope.

“Even the box grater?” 

He winced at that, and you could see his intelligent eyes considering your deal. Finally, he nodded his head, looking a bit defeated but licking his lips in anticipation, “even the box grater.”

And surely, you did kiss him again, pulling him towards you for an extra couple of seconds. After all, if he was going to wash the famously impossible-to-clean utensil, he would need all the additional support he could get.

And still, as your heels landed back on the ground and you opened your eyes, he still did not budge.

“Eddie, come on,” you said with an edge, “I really have to go.”

Looking as if he had been electrocuted, Eddie's hands left the wall behind you as he pulled back. You walked around him and placed your hand on the door handle.

“Are you mad?” 

His voice was quiet and you turned around to find his features looking genuinely nervous, bordering distressed. 

You sighed, your fingers tightening around the cold metal of the handle, “mad? No. Frustrated? A little bit.”

His face fell a little at your words, a strained smile on his lips as he tried his best to appear understanding of your reaction.

You let your hand fall back beside you and stepped in front of him, “I want to be mad,” you said, your voice coming out a bit lower than you intended, “but how could I ever resist that face?” 

Your fingers found the collar of his shirt, gripping the fabric as you pulled him down and pressed one last *final* kiss to his lips. 

“I love you,” he said, pressing a kiss to your temple and taking a step back, leaning against the wall as he watched you leave. 

“I love you too,” you called as you opened and closed the door behind you, a smile on your face, “you beautiful devil.”

[techmatchmyfreak]

Big Sister's Left Hook

This is in response with the poll I made from this: Omega gets into a fight trying to defend her brothers(parents) from discrimination from the school kids (I know most kids from Pabu are probably angels but for the sake of plot just go with it HAHHAHA) here was the said poll:

CROSSHAIR won the poll and Hunter was second.

But the comments and reblogs often/mostly includes explanation about Crosshair so that's what I would do!

Tagging people who commented and reblogged I hope I won't cause annoyance this is my first time writing for tumblr sorry in advance T_T

Here is the said poll:

Warning: school kids scuffle, little sister defending her brother's honor, unfair treatment by principal, a light threat thingie, a bit of curse words, IDK if I am doing this right LMAO

Tag List: @euphoriacafe @queenothegeeks @covert1ntrovert @badbatch-bitch @disastercyborgecho @littlefeatherr @spicy-tomato-sauce @ffdemon @wolverina2002 @gbgoffic @brittababbles @happydragon

Word Count: 2097

"Echo? Crosshair? Are you busy?" Omega speaks in a meek voice as she shifts her weight from one foot to another.

The two brothers which attention was called looked back from them looking through some date on Echo's datapad about another possible clone prison and Echo was hoping Crosshair has some personal intel about it.

"Yeah Omega we do. How are you? You look worried." Echo spared his little sister a glance as he observes her forlorn, almost embarrassed expression. He went down the ramp of his shuttle followed by Crosshair and approached closer to the kid.

"What's got you looking like that Omega? Any trouble? Can't say Echo won't be proud if you had one." He chuckled and looked with a playful snide at his brother in hand (cause they only both have one natural hand). The stories of his journey(albeit short) are not lost from him and the batch. Rex can only be too happy to share it and get a good laugh from the Batch.

Crosshair is all things but uncaring. He might have missed out years of interaction with the kid, but he guessed(and was proven) that the girl had that power to open up the most guarded person.

"I mean...it depends on how you look at it." The girl pulled out a piece of paper she was hiding behind her back and pushed it infront of the two. And that is when they noticed a few scruffs on her left hand and some on the other one as well.

The sight was not ignored as both of them knelt to her level, Echo pulled the girl's hand and started to ramble questions to the kid asking how he got the injuries while Crosshair unfolded the offending paper. And the more he inspected the content, repeatedly, his squint got worse as an eye involuntary twitched. Fingers slowly crinkled the paper that tighter he holds it.

"Echo, we need to go somewhere tomorrow. But fist, Omega, tell us everything that happened. You know that we won't believe everything that is written here as the only truth, hm?" Crosshair then proceeds to pass the letter to Echo and he settles his left hand on Omega's shoulder, gently encouraging her to look him in the eyes.

Omega often told herself that's she's a big girl and a soldier now so she won't cry that easily. But she's still a child and she is embarrassed especially when she thinks her brothers might not be exactly proud of what transpired on her school. They just got their peace on Pabu after the daring escape from Tantiss and rescuing other clones. She can't be the reason that they get kicked out of the island!

She might have gone to Hunter and Wrecker if only they are not off world and assisting Shep on getting some medical supplies that medical herbs can't suffice with.

"Don't be mad! I didn't really mean it! I tried to ignore it but..." Omega then started to say her side of the story...

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The next day Echo and Crosshair went to the school. Crosshair wanted to go there in his full gear but Echo talked him out of it. That whatever actually transpired yesterday, they should not be imposing even before a discourse even happen.

Omega was already at the school entrance waiting for them, she awkwardly waved at them, still nervous even when she honestly retell to them what happened and assured her that it would be dealt properly.

"The principal was already waiting inside. I am really sorry about this. I didn't mean to-"

"Omega..." Echo rests his flesh hand on the girl's shoulder as his scomp. "You should know that we got your back on this, okay? We are proud of you. And we are just here to take a stand for you, as your brothers, okay?"

Crosshair observes from the side, chewing on a toothpick. "I am not above kicking some kids' shebs, I've done worse." The youngest brother shrugged and spat out the mangled toothpick, preparing to get a fresh one on his side pocket.

"Crosshair...we talked about this..." The ARC Trooper growled a low warning towards his brother.

Crosshair chuckled as if he was the one being in trouble and not his older sister. "Relax Echo, I am just joking. Just trying to ease the poor girl."

Omega led the way to the office of the principal, knocked and meekly announced her presence and her company.

"Omega! There you are with your sibling, come on let's take a seat." The principal gestures for the three of them to seat. The two brothers sat in front of the table while Omega sat a few paces behind in a separate chair.

At this point no words has come out of either Crosshair or Echo, just silently observing the mood for now.

"I am thankful for your acceptance of my invitation. I know your time is very precious and I hate for the kid to miss her classes but I must admit this is a pressing matter."

The principal narrated the same thing the Omega told the two of them already. Except some...details that can raise some brows when one hears of it.

"Please know that I heard Omega's side and I also heard the other kid's side. But the kid said Omega started the fight and she did the beating too hard. The parents kid went this morning and was demanding a public apology in front of the morning assembly-"

"Excuse my words but are they kriffing serious?" Echo was fuming internally at this point. He was willing to apologize on behalf of what Omega did(albeit even he was actually beyond honored by being honored by his sister), but to publicly apologize for it when in the first place it wasn't Omega who instigated it?

"So is the rule in this institution that, whoever gets more beat up, they get favored? Isn't that just flawed?" Crosshair looked back at the increasingly anxious Omega at his back and quickly continued on his critique. "Where's the other party anyway? Shouldn't they be here if they're that confident of their child?"

"Wait it's not what I meant-" The principal tried to interject but was quickly cut off.

"According to your student and parent handbook, you are supposed to punish both parties, but put more emphasis on the instigator. Now why it seems that our sister is the one receiving the short end of the stick? Isn't that just terrific?" Echo tapped firmly at the page of student and parent handbook that he brought with him, further proving his point.

"This might actually fun, we can take this matter to the Mayor and have a council decide on this matter. What do you think? You would get some spotlight as well." Crosshair leaned back on his chair and gave the principal an eat shitting grin. Effectively giving the poor lady cold sweats worth her lifetime.

The principal sigh and put her hands together trying to qualm her own nerves about the borderline threatening happening in this room. "Look, there is no need for that. I am very sorry I mislead you initially. I am just simply saying the entire narrative. And what I am actually supposed to say is that I shut down that idea of those parents as I have the same sentiment as you of that being unfair." She pulled out a sheet of flimsi with a written agreement signed by the other party's parents and kid.

"Omega can you come here please?" The principal gestured for the girl to come at her side and the girl was quick to do so. As soon as she was in reach, she pulled the girl in a hug. "You know that I am proud that you stood up for your brothers, right?"

She paused and waited for Omega's affirmation, which is a slight nod as the girl's face was buried in her neck caused by shame.

The two brothers were unsure of what to feel about the interaction. A few seconds they were ready to throw hands with this principal but it turns out...she's actually on their side?

"But you also acknowledge that violence isn't always the answer, right?"

Omega nods again as she pushed herself enough from the hug, not letting go of her, but just enough to wipes a tear at the corner of her eye. "Yes Ms. (Y/N)."

"Very well my little dove. And I am proud that you are so brave to be honest about this to your brothers. Now... I was actually supposed to give both your punishments today."

"And that is?" Echo asked?

"One day suspension"

"What the kriff you just said-"

At this point the two brothers are ready to run out of the office and throw hands with the little instigator classmate but the principal held out her hand.

"And by suspension I mean getting some flavored shaved ice and grilled meat at the plaza!" Principal play whispered on Omega's ear. "Here a few credits from me and the other teachers but don't tell anyone even your brothers okay?"

Omega was giggling at this point seemingly back at her old self.

Crosshair shook his head lightly at this interaction with a silent chuckle under his breath. Thinking how unusual this woman is for a person of authority.

"Wait what would the other party's consequence?" Echo, now aggravation dissipated, asked the important question.

"Oh I had him sweet under a tree for a whole day and made sure there's no leaf there until dismissal. I have a local elder woman guard the kid to make sure he follows though."

"Isn't that...relatively easy?"

The principal chuckled as she was trying to gesture her fist to Omega as the girl tries to follow the same form, "Oh it's a tamarind tree. The leaved are small enough and its now it's shedding season, I am sure he'll be occupied long enough."

Crosshair and Echo looked at each other and let out a heartfelt chuckle. Beforehand both are ready to talk poodo on some superior, parents and kids but now they're just gonna be laughing about this and they're excited to share this to the two currently absent brothers.

What they heard next though... "Put your thumb outside of your fist when you clench so can avoid bone damage or straining. Your arm movement is great already cause of the energy bow weapon but your torso movement can improve better. I think Vik(the clone from Tantiss) is conducting some martial art training for the cadets and the kids every Saturday morning, he could help with that?"

"I have to ask my brothers if they are okay with that, but I am interested."

She smoothened out the hair of Omega and released her from the hug. She urged her to go to her brothers and start her "punishment" already. She waved them goodbye after she once again apologized for the inconvenience. But before the three crossed the doorway.

"Wait! I almost forgot! Omega can you give this to your brother? He probably left it accidentally in my home last night." She reached out a small paper bag towards the girl. And before the other two can ask what it is, omega pulled out a very familiar and worn out red strip of cloth.

"Yes I will! Hunter would be back at around this evening! Thanks for keeping it safe! I hope the date was fun? He only got home last day for breakfast. You must have enjoyed the night?"

Realization dawned on the principal's face at the comical situation and why she even thought of returning the item in front of HIS brothers wherein she could have just returned it when they crossed paths again. Her face quickly turned warm but tried her best to fight it with a fake cough. "Y-Yeah, we did. Thanks for encouraging him to make his move, he told me what you did. ANYWAYS! I have to do some school rounds in a minute, I hate to take your precious time of suspension. I'llgoaheadokaybye!!!"

And she was out of that door faster than a loth cat would shy away from a bath.

The two brothers are just standing there in silence until Omega urged them to walk out of the room, excited for her "suspension"

Meanwhile the two are still too stunned to speak(if you know this sound bite meme lmao) but would surely tease their Sergeant until he is as red as his bandana that he was too diligent to have left behind an interesting woman.

A/N:

I find this boring IDK comedy might not just be my thing T_T and IDK how to end my stories LMAO.

Inputs are welcome and allowed(just don't be an a-hole i guess)

[thothunter-420]

what do you think about the stuff pete did... Im sure you know what i mean... the whole pedo thing........ i love him lots im just really not sure how to like him Publicly knowing someone might ask about it and i was wondering what u had to say about it since it seems you're pretty open about liking him

idk what to put in the tags for this one ngl SO SAYING IT HERE: sensitive content warning for mentions of csa and discussion around illicit materials. if anyone wants to shoot me a message with actual tags i should put on this, please do!! would rather be safe than sorry here but i never use this app smh. so it's a complex subject for sure but i don't think he's guilty based on what i've seen and read. his autobiography touches on this a lot, with the discussion ranging him from being a csa victim himself to attempting to go vigilante mode when he was doing a google search to donate to a russian orphanage (i think it was cuz one of his friends was involved in some kind of charity) and stumbled across a horrible site. what he did with putting his card into a site after that as part of his research or whatever was so incredibly stupid of him, and he def knows it now. and while you can go "yea that's his autobiography of course he wouldn't say anything", there was no evidence found of him possessing anything and there has been no pattern of him doing it before or attempting it again as far as i know. he's a celebrity and they would have absolutely cracked down on him to make an example of him if they could have, but pete stuck to his story and was also backed by daltrey 100% (which is huge considering their rocky relationship but i digress). on top of no one else coming out with anything to really incriminate pete, there is nothing to really prove anything. it's a super awful and suspicious sounding case, but i don't believe he's actually all of that. plus i doubt he would found a charity like double 'o' if he did not genuinely have compassion for victims. there are people who have done a lot worse in the classic rock sphere with actual evidence against them also, so i really do not think he is this deplorable individual. knowing pete's track record and personality, he did something stupid and ill-advised but had his heart in the right place. silly ol me on tumblr isn't the best source though so feel free to look into things on your own as well!! the info is out there, and i encourage you all to do your own research if you're comfortable with it for sure

[the-catboy-minyan]

Hi, Australian Jew here.

Sending this anonymously because I'm not openly Jewish on Tumblr, however I am considering changing this in the short-term.

I'm sorry to bother you but I wanted to ask you a few questions, if you're open to it (feel free to ignore this if so). Just so you know, I'm asking the same questions of the Jewish bloggers I follow who post regularly - both those who blog about the current Israel/Palestine situation, and those who identify as Jewish but post mainly fandom/other content.

Do you or have you receive/d abuse for being Jewish, or for your stance on the war? If so, how often? How do you respond to any hateful messages? Do you post them publicly or answer them privately? How much would you say your mental health is/has been affected by any messages, or by the content you see on your feed? Have you developed any strategies for handling social media during this time?

Thank you for reading. :-)

hi there!

I made my tumblr after October 7 so I didn't have the problem of losing old mutuals to antisemitism, so any hate I got was from strangers which I could easily dismiss and block.

I got surprisingly little hate, probably because I made sure not to use tags that are mainly used by antizionist goyim, but I was called the K slur and sent porn and snuff in my inbox.

I like to make fun of hateful messages but I usually end up responding truthfully because the things they're saying about me are just false. not just calling me a "dirty (((zionist)))" which I'm technically not but there's nothing wrong with that, but acting like I'm pro Netanyahu and anti palestine when I'm pretty actively Not and that's stated on my pinned post. it doesn't really hurt me, since they're sending hate mail to a version of me that they made up in their minds, and of it's too annoying to answer I can just delete/block and nobody will even know I didn't answer it.

my strategy is: block every propal tag. that's it. you'll miss out on some posts that are neutral but you'll still see them if a person you follow reblogged it, and it works as a trigger warning so you know what you're gonna read before opening the post.

I'd say it helped me get desensitized to the blatant antisemitism and racism that's been going on, so idk if it worsened or improved my mental health but I'm not as bothered by it as I used to.

good luck! you can always make a dedicated jumblr account if outing your current one is too much, that's basically what I did (I still have an old main to interact with fandoms more than just reblogging art) 💙

[tteokdoroki]

🌸 - I just want to establish the following isn’t an attack on all shippers of this ship because not all of you are toxic it’s just that some of y’all scare me;

So I have been having a few mental health issues this week and I have the bkdk tag blocked but I can’t figure out how to block tags on yt and instagram so I literally started crying when I was exposed to it. I experienced a lot of toxicity from them on twt so I can’t even look at the ship but kiribaku has been my comfort ship. Unfortunately because the canon material has been focused on deku and bakugo, which makes me deeply uncomfortable. I don’t have the context but the sheer idea of bakugo having feelings for the nerd, even in subtext makes me physically sick. It’s not that I don’t like deku, it’s just that the ship feels like pseudo incest because in my interpretation they act like brothers. Also the fact that kirishima isn’t really relevant as much anymore bothers me. He’s a good character on his own and I’ve accepted the fact that it won’t be canon because it’s shonen. But after kamijiro (which I also have blocked in tags but don’t mind at the moment) had that out of pocket scene that caused me a literal mental breakdown (long story), my mental health can’t handle the fact that bakugo literally sacrificed himself for deku without even a reference to his CANON BEST FRIEND kirishima. I deeply hope that we get a blatant confirmation that bakugo and deku have a BROTHERLY relationship even if we don’t get any on screen kiribaku crumbs. I want reassurance that bkdk would never happen and for the toxic shippers to stop posting bkdk content under the krbk tags and stop trying to force your ship onto others. I already had a crisis about accidentally falling in love with a fictional character (Denki) and feeling heartbroken but now I have to deal with possible subtextual evidence for bkdks and a lack of krbk content in canon. Please tell me I’m just the subtext wrong and that in context I don’t have to worry. I’m freaking out because I’ve seen krbk solos literally get doxxed on twitter and harassed by toxic bkdks.

listen, im only going to answer this ask/topic once im pretty sure i’ve addressed this with you personally already. this is not the first time I’ve warned you about trauma dumping here but im going to set some boundaries. please don’t do this in my inbox — i don’t know you personally and I’m literally just a girl on tumblr writing porn. i am not your best friend, you cannot dump issues on me like this out of the blue, especially without considering how they make me feel myself. you do not know me.

secondly as a person who regularly engages with both bkdk and krbk content i think this is extremely selfish and ridiculous for you to send this to me 😭 just because YOU had a bad experience with bkdk doesnt mean i should have this projected onto me. i am just a person on tumblr, im not a therapist — i can help with day to day issues but this just seems like something you need to figure out for yourself.

im sorry about the issues you have surrounding it and perhaps the toxic people on Twitter but it seems to me that you need to make the conscious decision to leave bnha Twitter or Twitter in general?? like idk what to tell you but the manga is literally about deku 😭 he’s the protagonist. you’re going to see him and bakugou interact. pseudo incest is literally ridiculous as well. they’re childhood friends ??? like what

im not going to reassure you about krbk this or bkdk that because quite frankly i don’t care. they’re lines on a page to me and its literally never that deep. shipping is meant to be for fun and not to be taken that seriously. i severely suggest that you take a break ?? from all thing bnha related because as you’ve stated it’s not been very good for you and im sorry for that.

i literally cannot even fathom how disrespectful this is 😭 coming to my inbox with no warning and venting like this. genuinely don’t mean to be rude but i have no idea what you expected me to respond with. it’s deeply concerning and literally never do this again. please.

[askdecher]

Hey there! Yeah, you!

Now that I’ve got your attention, why don’t you stay and chat for a while? You wouldn’t believe how boring it is here, haha..

[Welcome! This is an ask blog for my elsen oc, Decher! Here’s a reference for him! Idk how well this is gonna work out, it may end up fizzling immediately, but hey, it seems fun! Alright, some ground rules:

• No sexual content in asks please! Mildly suggestive content like jokes or flirting is fine within reason though.

• Please don’t rush me! I’m sometimes busy and often struggle with motivation, unless you suspect Tumblr ate your ask you don’t need to resend it.

• However if there are any asks that make me uncomfortable or I just don’t want to answer it, I won’t, sorry.

• Ocs are welcome to interact, though OFF-specific ones are preferred! Canon character interactions are welcome as well.

• Lastly, this blog may contain content that some viewers may find disturbing! Blood, violence, death, profanity, and drug references in the form of sugar as some possible examples, but any content such as this will receive proper tagging warnings.

This blog will likely adapt and change over time as I gain more experience, so please be patient with me! In the meantime, I hope you enjoy this blog!]

[nyx-fey]

Uhhhhhhhhhh hi! hello! I'm Nyx! Welcome, and thanks for stopping by (the odd crab seems to be happy)

So uh, I recently got motivated to start posting more about my fanfictions/weird art here.

I'll be starting a more dedicated side blog soon, (one that's pretty much all robots since that what I'm obsessed with rn) and it will definitely be nsft, since I'm trying to keep everything sfw on main. So look out for that if you are only here because I've started writing about spike.

(I will talk about transformers here too, I've got a bunch of fic ideas in the works, I'm just bad about finishing them. Other than that it's mostly obscure lore and speculative biology; and also uh, about having read through like 3/4ths of the AO3 collection. It's just got a lot to compete with on main)

I'm still planning to use my main for weird insomniac rambling, and cryptid hunting, and transformers fandom- also just the rare reference to actually being a human and not like. a weird squid. (One can dream 😮‍💨)

This blog is, for the most part, SFW. But there are some exceptions. My fossilized friend may not curse, but I do. I also talk about doing adult things like drinking and eating weed. I am not excessive about it, but I'm not trying to hide it either. So if that is something you want to avoid this this is not the blog for you.

(Mostly I use sfw/nsft when talking about excessive-gore type horror, or explicit sexual material which will both get dedicated blogs with specialized 18+ only warnings. I will not be putting content of either type on my main.)

Main is definitely the best place to learn about how far along any of my projects are coming though. And I will put them here if they are sfw.

So uh, besides that, this is also the place where I primarily simp for Eldritch horrors beyond moral comprehension; pretend to be a cambrian era plectronoceras, because it makes me happy; talk about being pagan; reblog whatever cool things I find scrolling Tumblr with zero rhyme or reason; talk about my hyperfixations; be unapologetically gay; build real life robots; and garbagepost (idk the right word) at three in the morning when I can't sleep.

Use the ask box to interact with the squid guy! He wants to be friends with you 💚🐙🐚

(that's all I'm using the ask box for ATM, it brings me joy)

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--About the ask box--

I will almost always be in character when answering the ask box, but that won't stop me from talking about whatever fanfiction or art I happen to be working on. (Or getting really excided about The Transformers)

Asks can range from anything regarding my creative works, discussions about fandoms, questions about the mollusk, asking about other things I'm interested in, to just giving the Squid-wizard a cool rock you found.

Since you can only have one(?) Pinned post, ask box rules will be tagged with #ask box rules please look it up before asking. (I'm sorry I know that's clunky, I'll re-type it up here soon)

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#3 am nonsense | absolute random garbage hopefully still fun though

#writing / #fanfiction | talking about how my writting is going or fanfiction culture

#how do drawing tablets work? | A genuine question, and also where I talk about any of my drawing ideas

#im only putting this here because i don't know where else to put it | Here as in here on Tumblr, also garbageposting but it's about real life mostly- I'm still keeping it vague because that's how I prefer it.

#eldritch horrors that give me warm fuzzy feelings | exactly what it says. Mostly Lovecraft focused. (He was beyond a terrible person- but he's dead now and I can put Cthulhu in a dress if I want to spite him.)

#uerrgh... art | things that I've drawn and posted here

#wow i actually wrote something | for when I actually finish a writting project as post it here

#video games i like | Talking about video games

#transformers / #macadams | Transformers focused posts and my current obsession

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#is that a cambrian-era plectronoceras? | Ask box answers, interact with squid guy

#thats right nyx is a furry | I really am! Nyx Fey has been my fursona name for years- before I decided that Nyx would just be my preferred name when online. I will also probably make a side blog about this too!

There are others but none of them are really dedicated enough to put here, I will update later if I need to. Especially as I make side blogs to try and organize things better.

I'm still relearning Tumblr so please be a little patient with me thank you 💚

[tin-wufborf]

Just finally had to unfollow and block someone for the first time in years because of their absolutely dogshit and naive-ass political views. I should have done it a while ago given that I had to specifically filter tags and content used by this person specifically a few months ago, but I had to fucking completely disengage after today.

Look, I don't do politics on this blog (for the most part), and that is very intentional on my part. I am not telling anyone else not to post about that stuff - your blog is your perogative, and I use the filtering system like a champ; you keep on keepin' on, friend - but I personally do not use my blog to engage in or share my political views. I'm from the US and still live here. I am constantly inundated with news on just how fucking shitty everything is here all the time. I have 24/7 access to this shit show, which includes all of our international relations and various involvements. It gets enough of a spotlight in every type of media available, so I specifically choose not to have it here on Tumblr. Not on my blog, at least. Not if I can help it.

The way I see it is, you guys don't need me to tell you what's wrong with the world, and I don't feel like it's my place to tell you how or what to think, say, or do about any of what's going on. That's not to say that I don't care; I definitely do. I have my opinions, my hard-line stances on things, and I'll tell anyone on planet earth about them if and only when I'm asked, but on this blog? This blog is for Teen Wolf and, like, maybe some Spider-verse stuff. It is for Stiles Stilinski and Derek Hale and for meta-canon and deep introspection on Derek Hale's sweaters but also a little bit for Miguel O'Hara and Hobie Brown. This blog does not require my thoughts on Israel's genocide of Palestinians, it doesn't need me to drop vague or even clear warnings about how dangerous it will be if that orange bitch Donald Trump is elected again, and it certainly doesn't need me to talk about the fucking insane race and class disparity we have going on here in the US. Ya'll can get that information in about a million other places and spaces. You will not be getting it here after this post. That's just not what I'm here for.

Idk what this rant is about outside of me just being frustrated as shit, but yeah. Sorry everyone lol.

[rachdam]

hot take but main tags are for everyone whether u like the content or not. look im really sorry that you saw content that triggered you, thats awful. in this case though u can send a polite ask or comment directly under the post asking the person to add tags such as #tw sa and #tw grooming and then block said tags. if the person refuses (which is an asshole move lol not everyone wants to see this kind of content thats facts,) u can directly block the person and thus never see their content again. but yea agree that not adding tw tags sucks

To be honest I'll say you're right and you should be able to use the main tags. That was more a silly, upset statement on my part because of how I was feeling at the time rather than thinking of it logically.

As for trying to talk or ask for tags/warnings, unfortunately not everyone wants to do that. And I've blocked literal hundreds of people to try and avoid seeing those sorts of posts. I actually blocked that person and all of their hundreds of followers just so I can try and avoid that community on twt.

It's just frustrating to see people time and time and time again not tag their stuff. I have every variation of proship/dead dove/etc. blocked that I could find. I know I said it in a post before this, but I have gone many months without seeing anything proship. All it takes is a few people not tagging their stuff properly to mess that up. I feel it's especially bad on twt because of the word count limit where ppl don't wanna add that extra "hey this is proship! Don't read!" bc it'll take up space. At least most ppl on Tumblr will add something like that, which I certainly respect more.

Idk I just wish people would be more considerate I guess. I think this turned more into a ramble so forgive me for that but yeah.