#if the dude I was in love with since childhood did me THAT dirty as soon as I suggested his new hobby was kind of concerning

[fictionalmenxyn]

hi can you write rafe x wife. Happily married and have 3 teen kids. Sons friends comes over and talks about mom as milf( idk maybe something else up to u) and Rafe and his wife hear it! Then Rafe f*cks her

of course I can!!

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ఌ𝐌𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧ఌ

Pairing: husband!rafe x wife!reader

Warnings: SMUT, language, p in v, fingering, no mentions of protection (be safe, wrap it before u tap it!), breeding kink, dirty talk, possessive/jealous Rafe.

Feel free to send more reqs! Thinking of doing dad!Rafe so send me things you’d like to see! Or more husband!rafe idm! Anything!

🝮🝮🝮

Just getting home from work, you got out of your Range Rover. Collecting your handbag, laptop and some papers from the back seat.

You headed into yours and Rafe’s estate. Walking through the front door. You already knew your three sons had friends over. Your eldest, Cody had asked you over text. You slip your heels off by the door and walk through the large foyer and over to the spacious living room. You smiled as you saw your boys Cody (17), Morgan (16) and Ollie (14 1/2). You spoke “hey boys, you all having fun?” They all said their “heys” and “yeah, thanks”.

You subtly noticed the way their friends eyed you up. Teenage boys never really cared if you saw them checking woman out. Well, these lot didn’t. You looked over to the attached large kitchen, smiling as you see Rafe.

You walked over, putting your things onto the counter. Rafe was leaning forward. His elbows on the counter as he watched the tv from the kitchen as your sons and their friends had soccer on. You walked over to Rafe. Smiling as you put your hand on his back. “Hey, love, you ok?” He turns his head to look at you. His famous grin plastered on his face. “Yeah, all good, how’s work?” He pulls you by the waist. Giving you a soft but firm kiss, showing you how much he missed you since you left this morning. You pull away to answer “good, made some great photos today, all I have to do is change the lighting and tone..” he smiled and pecked your lips “good, can I watch it while you do it?”

Rafe loved what you did. You were a photographer for models, perfume/jewellery commercials or fashion designers. You took the photos and edited them to put on magazines or advertisements. He loved how much you enjoyed your job to.

You nodded “of course, Rafey” he smiled “good girl..” you pecked his cheek.

You sat at the island counter, going through the photos on your laptop. As Rafe leaned against the counter, arms crossed, taking the occasional sip from his drink.

You both overheard Cody and his friend talk. His friend, Jack, asked “dude, is that your older sister or something?” Cody asked “who?” Jack replied “the one that’s in the kitchen with your dad.” Cody shook his head “nah man, that’s my mom.” Jack replied “no fucking way?? She’s so hot, dude, your mom is such a milf, no joke.”

Rafe practically chocked on his drink, as your eyes widen and press your hand to your forehead. A quiet gasp escaped your lips. What did Jack just say? You couldn’t be going mad, Rafe heard the same thing.

Cody spoke “shut up! Don’t say that!” Jack shrugged nonchalantly “dude, I’m just saying, I’d tap that if I could.”

Your eyes widen, Rafe’s jaw clenched. Rafe didn’t need to be and wasn’t jealous… not exactly… he just didn’t like the fact that a seventeen year old friend of your sons had just said that about you… his wife, the mother of his children, his childhood friend, his lover…

Through the rest of the day, Rafe stuck to your side. You’d changed into some sweats and a crop top. Once you were done you both sat on the couch; Rafe next to you. He had his arm around you the whole time. Occasionally kissing your cheek or temple. Showing the boys, your his. He’s the one that put that beautiful diamond ring on your finger. He’s the one that put three beautiful and handsome boys in you. He helped you create life. He’s the one that gives you happiness.

🝮🝮🝮

Soon after, the sun started to set. Your three sons had asked both Rafe and yourself if they could stay the night at one of the boys house. Rafe agreed and told them to be safe and have fun.

As soon as he had shut that front door. You were in for a real treat tonight. Rafe walked back over to the couch. He put his one knee on the seat and he placed a hand on the side of your neck. His cold metal of his rings and watch press gently into your warm neck. He crashes his lips into yours like a starved man. His tongue quick to be shoved into your mouth. You knew what he was up to. You could tell it from the exact moment Cody’s friend said what he said about you.

You knew Rafe since day one, knew him better than he knew himself. So you knew what he was doing. And you were definitely not complaining.

Rafe placed one hand one your thigh and guided you so you laid back on the couch. While he stayed on top of you. He groaned against your lips. He mumbled “‘m gonna make you feel so good, baby” you gasped softly when you feel Rafe’s hips press against yours. He puts his free hand from your thigh, moving it to the waistband of your sweats.

Putting his hand down your sweats he could feel the material of your panties and your soft, wet skin. He groaned “you wearing the black lace ones?” You nodded. He grinned “all f’me…mine” you mumbled “yes, Rafey…”

His fingers slowly move up and down against your heat. You moaned softly. You gasp when you felt his middle finger slip in. He tilted his head and started to kiss along your neck. He groaned, his finger slowly pulling in and out. As he inhaled the sent of your vanilla perfume, he groaned once again. He mumbled against your soft skin “feel so good on my finger, want another, babe?” You nodded. He replied “words. y/n.” You whispered “another, please, Rafe” he slipped his ring finger in. Causing you to gasp softly.

After a few more seconds he pulled his fingers out. You whimpered, he grinned “oh we aren’t done, just wanna take you upstairs… prefer the bed.” Your mouth practically waters as you watch him move his fingers to his mouth. Cleaning you off his digits.

He picks you up, over his shoulder. Taking you upstairs and not wasting anymore time.

Placing you down on the bed, he was quick to take your clothes off. All piece of clothing on the floor. While he starts to take his off, you watched in awe. Your reaction to him will always be the same. It’s like looking at him for the first time, over and over. You never got tired of him. Never have and never will.

You watched as he was swift to remove his boxers. His huge length springing free. He moved onto the bed. His lips go to yours as his hand moves to his length. Pumping it a few times, then lining up with your entrance. You gasp as he started to push in. Once he was all the way in he leaned over you. His chain dangles by your chin. His hands either side of your shoulders. His biceps flex as he looks down at you.

“You’re so pretty under me, sweetheart.” You moaned softly as he slowly started to move in and out. He chuckled lowly “you know, what the boys said… was right..” he groaned. “You are a milf… my milf… such a hot momma, baby… I know you want another… want me to give you one?” You moaned as he picked up the pace a little more. “Words, sweetheart.” You nodded “yes, fuck! Want another…”

He moaned hearing your words, “fuck Y/n, I’ll give you another… I’ll fill you up, make your baby bump come back. Love you baby bumps… every one of them…” you moaned. His one hand moves to your lower stomach, pushing on the bulge on your lower abdomen. Causing you to moan, as he goes deeper.

He picks up his pace, he moaned “fuck, gonna make you pregnant again. Wanna see you with my baby in you again.” He goes harder. “Fuck can feel you round me, that make you excited, baby? Thinking of me getting you pregnant again?”

You nodded, grabbing onto his bicep. Nails digging into his tan skin. He groans at the feeling. He spoke “gonna give ya a girl this time, I wanna girl, so I can spoil you both, yeah? Let you two have the world.” You moan “oh Rafey!” He grinned. “Yeah? Like that?” You nodded. He leaned back. Grabbing your hips, guiding you against him as he thrusts into you.

He can feel your close, “gonna come f’me? Let me have it, sweetheart. You do that f’me and I’ll do it for ya..” you placed your hand on his chest. Then holding his chain. Wanting him closer, he knew you well. He knew that meant you were about to finish. He leaned down. You moaned “fuck, gonna-” “do it, finish over my cock f’me, love…” those words hit you like a brick wall. Every. God. Damn. Time.

And he knew it too.

You moaned one last time, then finishing. Causing you to tighten around him. He chased his realise and finished inside you.

He moaned as he slowed his pace. Still thrusting, just slowing down. Chasing both of your climaxes. Once he came to a spot. You had you usual ‘thank you’. He kissed both cheeks, then your forehead, temples, chin, nose and then your lips. He mumbled against your lips “you ok? Feel good, baby? You did so good..” You nodded “so good.”

He gently pulled out, causing you both to inhale sharply. He gently picked you up. Going ahead and doing your aftercare. For all the time you both knew each other. And past Rafe, with his many hook ups. Not once did he do aftercare. But for you? His childhood friend to girlfriend to fiancée to wife to mother of his children?

He’d give you the world, he’d kill for you. Protect you. Die for you, live for you. He’d do anything for you. Even if it’s as simple as aftercare. He loves you. You love him.

🝮🝮🝮

[demetriandelibinaryboyfriends]

I hope he gets even worse 💚🤍💙

"demetri is being mean" umm ok. and. i think he's entitled

[sukunasweetheart]

That schoolboy sukuna art you reblogged got me thinking🤔its a bit basic but still😵‍💫 tsundere bully!sukuna being so mean to popular!reader cause he likes her‼️ Anytime one of his friends suggest that he likes her, he gets 10x meaner. Meanwhile reader genuinely thinks the dude that just tore up her homework HATES her. Then one day he goes too far and really embarrasses her so she starts crying while her friends try to comfort her (he threw dirty water on her or something🤷‍♀️) Obviously readers had enough of him so she confronts him the next time they see each other alone, only for that dude to end up blurting out how much he likes her. Readers standing there flabbergasted😦🧍‍♀️ and then tells him off (he deserves it💀) . They dont see each other until their highschool reunion 5 years later(?) Sukunas matured alot but of course readers still hesitant to even talk to him. Blahblahblah he apologizes, reader forgives him after they hang out a few times and then BOOM dating‼️

This was such a anticlimactic end but i hope you get what i mean. Reader doesn't start liking him until monthsss after the reunion. Sukuna still seeing her as his first love/crush except he's not a weirdo about it anymore. And cause he probably just threw all his focus on taking over the family business (this is canon gege told me)

Literally i lowk fw this idea sooo hard... like childhood bully that grows up around you, little sukuna has always been a harrassing you ever since youve moved into the neighbourhood, and it carries over into highschool as well...

Its like, to the point where you have personal beef with him, always ready to square up when he's around...

but the fact that he never has his lackeys with him when he does bully you, and the one time someone did try to give you some silly treatment while he was watching, he gave him the beating of his life behind closed doors...

Sukuna having silly wet dreams of you and then being extra mean the next day. You retaliate physically, giving dainty little punches and kicks, you know, the kind that does zero damage, but for some reason he backs off easier than usual that day and walks away, muttering something under his breath, something that you can't quite hear clearly.

after all those years of pretending to hate you by calling you names and teasing you relentlessly, sukuna has the gall to confess right after graduation. he just blurts it out kind of accidentally, in the spur of the moment, because he feels like it'll be his last chance to ever come true with his feelings.

except, he ends up getting the scolding of his life, as you tell him off for the pestering way he's treated you, only for him to turn around and tell you he has feelings for you?! you tell him that it was cowardly of him, and he should take this as a lesson to treat the people he likes better, before turning on your heel and leaving him in the dust. you're his first love, and also his first heartbreak.

couple of years later, there's a highschool reunion happening, and although you wanted to avoid it because of the awkwardness of having to meet sukuna, you still ended up going because you really miss your old highschool friends.

you're at a nice restaurant with your buddies, enjoying your time, yet also noticing sukuna's missing presence in the back of your mind... you probably think he's not coming to avoid you. not that you care for it.

things were going smoothly, but then he eventually did show up. late to the party, as if he were the protagonist... everyone goes silent for a moment when he shows up, because he's arguably changed the most out of you all...

the rather bold tattoos done all over his body, piercings, and the black nail polish, how much he's bulked up in muscle. and that black button-up shirt is... well, very erotic. no longer that awkward, juvenile teenager you've always pictured him as. sukuna was never ugly per se, but goodness, this kind of glow up was really unexpected. and it turned out that he ended up taking over his family business, which kept him quite busy the past few years.

you catch his eye for a moment across the table, but you quickly look the other way. maybe he might've gotten hotter over the years, but you're not sure about that damn personality of his.

it seemed like he was finding it difficult to approach you in front of everyone else - he chases after you only when the meeting is over, and everyone had begun to go home. you feel a little nervous about the encounter, but the first thing he does is apologise, which gets you feeling a lot better about him as a person. sometimes, time does change a person.

and then sukuna tells you he wants to take you out for a meal, and asks you for your number... your old, easygoing self takes over for a moment. certainly a meal or two wouldn't hurt, would it?

(sukuna goes home and starts kicking his feet in bed that night, after scoring your number - beginning his lovesick era.)

[lunarspiral1127]

X-Men 97 episode 8 *SPOILERS*

Bastion

Not gonna lie, I busted out laughing when I watched his origin story. This is the second time an antagonist had to wait for a couple to make a child and use said child for their plans. Nimrod was lucky that the guy he infected was in a relationship. Plus, I thought it was gonna make Bastion sympathetic due to his childhood flashbacks, but nope.

So, he made a Utopia for humans, but the mutants are enslaved. Saw old Polaris and the Phoenix. But, what bugs me is that he claims that many of the humans consented to be turned into Prime Sentinels without knowing all the details and won't have any memory of being turned. I find it hard to believe that every single one of them would've consented, especially his elderly mother. Dude omitted many details and I'm pretty sure he turned some of them without them knowing. Plus, I'm still mad at him for killing Gambit.

Cameos of Dr. Doom and Zemo (hydra n@zi Zemo, not the MCU version). Wasn't expecting to see them being members of OZT.

Mr. Sinister's just in it for the mutant experimentation.....y'know what? I shouldn't be surprised with that reason why he "teamed up" with Bastion. More test subjects.

Summers Family

Not gonna lie, I was really annoyed with the drama between Cable and Scott. If this was comics Scott, I can understand why Cable's giving him the cold shoulder. But, this Scott didn't wanna abandon Nathan like his dad did to him! It was Madelyn that gave him to Bishop. So, if Scott was there with her, things would've been cool?! God, I'm so sick of this drama. Thank goodness that it didn't last long and that Jean stopped them from escalating it further.

Summers family vs. Prime Sentinels was pretty cool. I like that father/son fistbump, which means things will get better between the two.

It's funny that Jean's being the mom at Cable who's like this big man in his 50s.

Also, Jean and Scott's relationship is getting better which is a relief.

Nightcrawler

Once again, precious boy and MVP. What he said to Jean was really nice. He's always been there as someone's shoulder to lean and cry on. When he talked about Mystique, I felt so bad for him. Honestly, I hated what she did to him just because he was born that way. In the 90s show, she did feel guilt for what she did when Nightcrawler talked to her. But, I still didn't like her for what she did to him. However, with all the words and hugs he's given to others, I hope he has someone who'd give him words and hugs too. He also needs a shoulder to lean and cry on too.

SWASHBUCKLING NIGHTCRAWLER HELL YEAH!!! I've been waiting to see him use swords and it was worth the wait. Him teaming up with Wolverine was really cool. Plus, seeing how his teleporting works was cool too. Love that he was protecting his sister, and I'm glad that we got something with him and Logan cause we haven't had anything like that since he first appeared.

Beast

Why the hell would he let the reporter stay in?! Even if she's not doing her job, she's shouldn't be involved! It has nothing to do with her, plus, I'm pretty sure he revealed a lot of classified information that only the X-Men should be allowed to hear and see. Dammit, Beast. And, dammit Morph for letting her in too.

*sigh* Anyone else think, he's been done dirty in this episode? Cause having her stay in there got his butt kicked. Sure, he didn't know that she was a Prime Sentinel, but they do know the possibility that any human could be one, right? Now, Beast is knocked out along with Rogue, who hasn't woken up still.

Jubilee and Roberto

Okay, so they are gonna be part of the main plot, good. I was worried that they were gonna be sidelined, especially Jubilee.

His mom is a beech. She sold her son out to the Prime Sentinels and didn't believe him and for what? Her reputation?! Man, f**k this beech, she sucks. Poor Roberto though.

Finally using his powers more than once! I counted four times in this whole series so far of when he used them. It's also something that annoys me about the character. He said that he was training in the Danger Room to surprise Jubilee, but why couldn't we have seen that?! Why couldn't we have Roberto training with one of the X-Men's help and see him develop his abilities?! Hell, have Jubilee be there to train him! That way we could've seen more of his abilities and see him grow more and have him interact with other characters, bonding with them. Not just Jubilee. Maybe have him open up to when he first awakened his powers and why he wants to hide them, instead of just telling us.

On the plus side, they should be okay thanks to Magneto's magnetic EMP ability. Speaking of which....

Magneto

I'm glad he didn't get turned into a Prime Sentinel, but I still don't understand how Bastion and Mr. Sinister got his hands on him from Genosha. That blast should've killed him along with the Morlocks. I don't even think it's gonna be explained how they captured him.

His prisoner numbers....yeesh. 😬

The one good thing that Cooper did. Letting him go and realizing that he was right. Aside from that, f**k her. Seriously, was the only good human (regular human, not enhanced) shown in this was Moira?! Cause that's what it feels like.

Now, I was confused at first with what Magneto did, but I think he went to the North or South Poles and used the Earth's magnetic field which is strongest there to cause a worldwide blackout, disabling all the Prime Sentinels. Not killing them, mind you. All while in his underwear, too.

Honestly, I wouldn't blame him if he wages war. He tried to be good. He tried to respect Xavier's dream. But, look what happened. So, I wouldn't blame him if he did this.

HOWEVER! I like that Magneto was good. Part of me doesn't want him to go back to his old ways cause that's gonna be more conflict between him and Xavier. Plus, only Logan claimed that Magneto waged war. If he did, he would've killed the Prime Sentinels, but he didn't. If anything, he'd be waging war on Bastion since he's the one responsible. But, yeah, I'm sorry Xavier. You're cool and all, but Magneto was right.

Cameos

I mentioned Zemo, Doctor Doom, Future Polaris and Future Phoenix. But there were much more.

Omega Red and the Silver Samurai, but one that made me so excited to see......SPIDER-MAN!!! I was so happy to see 90s Spider-Man. I know many would want a sequel to the animated series, but we'll have to wait and see.

The rest I wanna talk/rant about

Professor X shows up finally, but I got miffed when he said "I hope I'm not too late". CHARLES! YOU ARE VERY VERY LATE!!! I know space travel takes time, but COME ON! He better do something real quick to help stop all this crap that's been happening. Dunno how, but it better be something good.

By the way, I'm still annoyed with that black hole excuse. Why couldn't he just contact Scott and the others and stay in touch with them right when he was fully recovered or was well enough?

WHERE THE HELL IS STORM?!?!?! I know she's with Forge, but you'd think the moment she heard about Genosha, she'd head back home flying. She'll probably show up next week, but it's been like two episodes since she got her powers back. Is her not being there sooner a choice the writers made cause if she was there, the fight with the Prime Sentinels would've been over quicker? *sigh* I just wanna see one of my favorites come back and kick some butt like she used too.

I dunno if Forge is gonna come back with Storm, but I hope he does. I want him to help with this Bastion mess. Plus, he did take a photo with him, which has me worried that he was connected somehow but I hope not. It also would be cool, if he contacted the rest of X-Factor and meet up with the X-Men and team up. But, I don't think that's gonna happen.

So, Bishop is definitely out of the picture for the rest of this season, which is bullcrap. It would've been cool to have him and Cable work together again like before along with the X-Men. But, instead, the excuse was they got separated from the time stream. So, we don't even know if he's okay or if he's lost again, or if he actually made it back home. God, I feel like his character's purpose of the show was to help create another characters origin.

Okay, I think that's pretty much it. It was a good episode, even though I did rant on a lot of stuff. We'll see how parts 2 and 3 play out in the next two weeks and hope that the finale will stick the landing.

[real-total-drama-takes]

I’m a real big s3 fan but I haven’t seen s1 in quite a while(but I’ve seen it a few times before) . And I was rewatching it today, ………..DUDE it’s a literal different show!!! You know what Courtney said after eva’s elimination? Quote:” see, I told u , u can’t act like a total raging psychopath and then expect people to forgive you! No matter how tough and strong and fast you are. She’s never gonna have a career if she doesn’t get her act together” like WHAT💀💀💀💀💀💀 and don’t get me wrong, she didn’t say it in her know it all bossy voice, it was genuine and very kind(? If you know what I mean)

I know I posted a few posts here saying that “wow Courtney’s biography says she’s respectful and stuff they just forgot about that lol” but her character was actually quite kept. Although she did get a bit more ambitious(or aggressive? But not as she got in s3) after losing, her respect and kindness was still there in the following episodes, just with a bit more ambition? I dunno, so when did they assassinate her character? Or was it a slow progression…..killing the original Courtney bit by bit and slowly morphing her into the, erm, “control freak miss perfect paranoid Courtney” that we know now?

But honestly, I kinda can’t believe how “chill” island is, like man, it is so laidback compared to the other seasons, (apart from the last few episodes which were absolutely gross and kind of traumatized my childhood and that’s why I didn’t really dare watch island💀💀💀) I also think that’s kind of, how total drama worked itself into a corner, because as the show progressed (both in universe and outside) the stakes just got higher and the funds were huger and characters like Trent who were just made for a chill summer camp didn’t really need to go to an airplane ride for a million( I know they did Trent dirty in s2 but I think retiring him( along with Beth and the other characters) was a smart choice, Alejandro was like a new-improved Justin, since Justin wasn’t really made for something as intense as world tour) and that kinda peaked for me, after world tour, they still wanted to push the show even higher, further, intense-er, but they did that with mutant waste and that was erm, a bit overkill (including the seasons after that)

But I dunno about the reboot season, is it along the same chill vibes as island? Or is it intense like revenge of the island?

I literally have no idea what I’m rambling about but i love td

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[emeritus-fuckers]

dude,hey crazy,tell me more about the director.Like he is a shitty person,but I need to know more Saaaaaa

tumblr user willowdizmaiscoisas you're giving me too much power - nosferatu

The Director headcanons

His real name is Conrad. Conrd Fleurmort.

He's a dhampire - a child of a vampire and a mortal.

He comes from a marriage between a french vampire lord and a german druid. A marriage of misery, that his mother was forced into so that her tribe, already hiding in the forests, would be granted vampire protection.

Safe to say, his parents despised each other. Or rather, his mother despised his father, while he viewed her only as a nuisance he never cared much about once she gave him an heir.

Conrad did not have an easy childhood. His mother tried her best to care for him and show him the beauty of the world and the magic of nature... until his father had her burned at the stake one night at a party with his fellow vampire lords.

Conrad tried saving his mother until his father's spawn pulled him away. The skin on his hands and forearms was obviously terribly burned. Even his dhampire healing abilities couldn't get rid of the burn marks. He wears gloves to cover his hands to this day.

Ever since his mother's demise, the once sensitive boy became bitter. Cruel. Scheming.

He is the sole reason the vampires in France went extinct. He formed a secret group of vampire hunters, pulling the strings so that nobody knew who he was.

The only one he killed himself was his father. After torturing him for days.

After that, he made his vampire hunters turn on each other, letting them kill each other off while he fled the country.

He's been travelling around the world, mostly causing disasters for his own entertainment.

One of his favorite thing to do was... well, be Jack the Ripper. Although he got bored of it rather quickly and he disliked getting his hands dirty.

This man is at least partially responsible for several revolutions and massacres. Purely because he could.

After all, he realized during his scheming to overthrow his father that he loves to plan things and cause misery. And so he did just that. For centuries. And he's been alive since roughly the 1400s, so that's a lot of misery.

Although in modern days, he doesn't get involved in politics, claiming it is far too boring and distasteful nowadays.

He discovered the Ministry somewhere in the late 1600s, back when it was a small, miserable cult. He stayed away for the most part, but always had someone watching.

Nobody knows how he joined. Nobody knows when he joined.

One day he was just... there, among the Council of the Seven. And he's been there ever since. He's been there longer than any current member of the Council.

He's changed his title a few times over the years, but he figured out he liked the word 'Director' in october of 1888, when he saw the very first film, "Roundhay Garden Scene". (and people say emeritus-fuckers is not educational) He heard someone say it while discussing the potential for the future of film.

Nobody in the Ministry knows his real name. Nobody knows how dangerous he exactly is.

The Director won't hurt you physically. He will ruin your reputation. Your very mind.

He's an excellent liar. And excellent manipulator.

If you know what's best for you, you'll avoid this man. He does not know love or friendship. In his mind, life is a game.

And everyone is his pawn.

~

Written by Nosferatu.

[beautouslysandy]

“I Am So Madly In Love With You”

By-Sandy

Word Count: 718

One Shot: Darry Curtis x GN!Reader

Warnings: None, just fluff :)

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-You and Darry are childhood best friends, you both have been in love with each other for god who knows how long. And that hasn’t changed in years. You haven’t seen him since high school graduation since you got accepted into your dream college which is unfortunately over seas. -You have Christmas Break and are spending it in Tusla, Oklahoma with your family and friends. Only your parents know, your an only child. You decide to surprise Darry. You are very excited. It’s been 2 years.

-You have no idea that the Mr. and Mrs. Curtis died.

-Dally, Johnny, and Two-Bit have no idea who you are, Steve only knows who you are because he has been best friends with Soda for so long. You don’t know who Dally, Johnny, and Two-Bit are either.

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You pulled up to the Curtis’ street, you had this big smile on your face. You parked 3 blocks away from their house as you wanted this to be a surprise, you walked up to the door. You knocked a little bit to hard, the door swung open and you were greeted by a brunette with a leather jacket on. “Who are you?” He said coldly.

“Uh-I…Is Darry home?” You politely asked

“DARRY!!” The brunette yelled

“Yeah, Dally?” The familiar voice asked calmly considering he just yelled at

“You seriously let this dude talk to you like that?” You asked entering the familiar home to see the dirty blond, who has gotten extremely muscular.

“Y/N?!” Darry said pulling you in a bear hug with a big smile on his face. “Hey, Dar” You said calling him your nickname you have had for him since y’all were 8 years old.

He pulled you guys out of the hug and looked at you with astonishment and he had that sparkle in his eyes when he gets super excited. You guys couldn’t break eye contact but it was broken until you got jumped on by a large figure you figured was Sodapop.

“Y/NNNNNNNNN!!!” The familiar cheery voice screamed with joy.

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After all of the introductions and such, you found yourself next to Darry in the kitchen with his arm around your shoulder. You felt your face get a bit pink when you realized this. You couldn’t believe how muscular and tall he got. I mean he was always tall and muscular but this was a whole different level. You kept looking for Mr. And Mrs. Curtis and you couldn’t find them. You were a bit worried since they are usually home around this time or they were when you and Darry were in high school but you tried to brush it off your shoulder but it kept coming back to you. “Hey, Darry?” You whispered

“Yeah?” He replied quietly guessing this was a private subject

“Where are your parents?” You asked innocently in a normal tone

You saw Darry’s face turn from calm and happiness to coldness and confusion. This got you really worried. The room got quiet. Like extremely quiet and you felt everyone’s eyes on you.

“What do you mean ‘where are they’? He asked calmly but his face didn’t look calmly

“I mean exactly that. Where are they?”

“Y/N…their dead.” He said softly looking at floor.

You felt like everything stopped, you gasped uncontrollably. He looked up at you. You felt horrible. You had no idea. “Why did you tell me, Dar?” You asked with a shaky voice. You put your hand on his.

“You were in school. That’s why.” He said holding your hand.

“But..” You began

“But nothing. Y/N..” He spoke taking a deep breath “It’s in the past. Okay?” He finished looking you in the eyes.

That didn’t change anything. Something life altering happened and you weren’t informed of it. But you didn’t argue.

“Okay.” You said wrapping him in a hug.

———

You had finished your vist with the boys, you were walking out of the familiar nostalgic home. You noticed it was snowing, not that yucky harsh snow but that romance novel snow where characters have there first kiss. Before you could open the iron gate to leave, your arm got grabbed by rough familiar hands. You were turned around and were face to face with Darry. You had forgotten how handsome he was. You two were staring at each other, he had that sparkle in his eyes and he had when he saw you earlier this evening. It was cold enough outside where you could see your breath. You guys were breathing hard. As if you guys had ran a 5K but for you at least it was because you were nervous because you were so close to him. “Hey..”He said in his husky voice with his smile, your smile, he only used that smile when you were around.

“Hey.” You said in a giggly tone with a smile. Without warning he kissed you, you reciprocated and kissed him back. He pulled out of the dream-like kiss and put his forehead against yours and said the words that would change everything.

“I am so madly in love with you, Y/N L/N.”

-Hope y’all enjoyed this oneshot

Xxx,

Sandy

[princessfaerygia]

omg z friend knocking on door tryna come in. he is aggressive and jus keeps calling and knocking. he was even trying to open the door. believe the dude is mentally ill and his assertion that i would be unwelcome at this hippie house my boyfriend works and plays at may be wrong because i made good with the female who i complimented/made an effort to be normalish with and kind to. and the leader of the house who is apparently spiritual and into plants still says im welcome but my boyfriend told her that im quiet and probably would fall asleep around so many people. which is true and exactly what i did last time i went to a family event at my cousin's house. it was an easter/football party and i showed up drunk because i experienced so much social anxiety and needed a buffer from riding on the highway with more than four lanes. highways freak meowt! such terror and anxiety~ i feel highways are so unnatural. but i think the drunk time was different from the sleepy sacred time avoiding socializing. they live near st charles or that direction in missouri generally and are wealthy and educated. catholics. my family real fancy in the heart but my immediate family is like the "poor" black sheep.

it's my mom's birthday today!

surprisingly things going good with my boyfriend. his cool roommate made vegan lentil soup last night to share w me. yay so maybe he loves me as im very fond of our life here with wholesome virginal quirky roommate. bf hates the lentil soup but i loves it. roommate is like a chef and makes the bestest pumpkin pie ive ever had. had two bowls of lentil soup.

unfortunately since i had gone grocery shopping i binged on the yogurts because my boyfriend ate

--one-- ,

unexpectedly. im territorial of my belongings and come from a pack of wild wolves (my family). they don't know no boundaries w food. ~so him merely consuming one of my darn yogurts-that caused me to feel "scarcity" and selfishness and wanted to eat more and more of my acai berry almond milk yogurts. i ate three last night. i also had granola protein bars w cream cheese... oi i realize i not be vegan cus of my greedy love for cream cheese. boyfriend got me addicted to it. if i ever have my own place or live w parents i shall try being vegan again. but w my bf im cream cheese consumer.

jus made my boyfriend nutella on lightly toasted bread. who the hay likes lightly toasted bread? my boyfriend that's who.

my boyfriend has brainwashed me to believing they are losing the apartment and it is all my fault for being hysterical at his aggression towards me. it's true i misbehaved. i grew up in wild family where everyone yells and screams but usually very little actual violence. boyfriend grew up wit great amounts of violent behavior from adults and himself in childhood and further. it hurts to take the blame but as i said it's been a real learning experience and i so treasure our togetherness and time here together. it's kind of a small tragedy because um there is a lot of love, structure, and order here albeit my boyfriends chaotic clutter. roommate's room and bathroom is always clean and organized. kitchen i always clean and organize. "our" bathroom i sometimes clean and organize. my belongings in corner always organized and clean, tho i've got a bag for dirty laundry too.

im sad because of what we been through and how it's now affecting the future. through calling police i jus wanted to reach my boyfriend psychologically spiritually inwardly that it is NOT OKAY to threaten another's life. but after all it was jus words and he didn't mean it.

but now they inspected the apartment say my bfs clutter is fire hazard and they did a background check on him :(

where do we go from here? boyfriend often drills into my head and heart ive caused them to be nearly or actually homeless. hurts my heart.

because sometimes when boyfriend's been domestically violent ive screamed at the top of my lungs, or shrieked loudly, &even once dramatically screamed "help help!"

the love between us is deep and spiritual but we don't sex that often and im wondering if it's normal for it to hurt down there nearly every time. planned parenthood told me i have std i wonder if that has something to do with it. too much info sorry.

god i feel disgusted and self hatred. jus so much self within me. once recently my boyfriend called me empty. he's right. yet like the moon i rise and fill. like water i flow and stream and nourish, my human self becomes thirsty and then quenched.

i know i write too much. it's mindful indulgence. im one known to indulge. bleh

[cru5h-cascades]

Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh~ Story of Hot Fuss~

Ight I'm gonna cut the crap y'all know this is the long awaited Murder Trilogy essay thing let's just get started:

Hot Fuss revolves around the story of a romance gone horribly wrong. The characters in this story include:

Andy - the tamborine player in an unnamed band referenced in Glamorous Indie Rock & Roll. Prior to things going downhill, Andy dates Jenny. Andy used to be a football player in high school and is someone the small town he lives in look up to, despite the fact he's actually a scummy person to his GF behind the scenes.

Jenny - the one who dies and the drummer of the previously mentioned band. Jenny, of course, dated Andy, but realizing that their relationship isn't great she goes out with another dude behind Andy's back.

Natalie - who I believe is Andy's accomplice in the crime. Natalie helps Andy find a way to not get caught by the cops after Jenny's murder. Natalie is also part of the band Andy is in but it's unknown what part she plays in it.

The story:

Andy You're a Star opens up the story giving us an introduction to Andy. The narrator knows what's probably gonna happen to Andy and Jenny, emphasizing how they hope Jenny isn't "his world" because in the end some bad stuff's gonna happen. After this, we're introduced to Andy and Jenny's band in Glamorous Indie Rock & Roll and we get to learn a bit about their relationship. It's not the greatest since they often break up but ultimately get back together. After being introduced to our key players, we can kick off the story for real. Smile Like You Mean It takes place during or after Andy and Jenny's graduation, when the two decide to move away from their childhood homes. Who I assume to be Andy's father is giving him and Jenny some words of advice before they head off in the first verse of the song and during the rest of the song Andy's thinking about his past and future and as he continues to think about the future, the more he's scared of it. Sometime after Smile Like You Mean It, Andy and Jenny arrive at their new home and they decide to do the dirty, however at one point Jenny wants out, but the love making continues. After this, the relationship between the two becomes worse, yet the two stay together... at least for now. Mr. Brightside shows Jenny going off with some other dude one night and Andy ends up finding out about this. Andy attempts to keep his cool but it doesn't work. After the events of Mr. Brightside, Andy goes back home and waits for Jenny to return to talk about the situation. Change Your Mind is how Andy wants us or even himself to view that conversation, but Somebody Told Me is actually how it plays out. After this, the two end things for good and Andy moves out some time after Somebody Told Me. After moving, Andy reaccounts the events that followed Somebody Told Me in a drunken stupor in Leave the Bourbon on the Shelf, specifically after Jenny helps Andy unload his stuff from the moving truck and putting his stuff inside his new place. That same night, Andy gets an idea. Still drunk, Andy goes out to find Jenny in Everything Will Be Alright and ultimately finds her, killing her during the events of Midnight Show and throwing her body into a nearby body of water. The next day, Andy realizes what he has done and regrets it deeply, expressing said regret and sorrow in All These Things That I've Done. Panicing, Andy turns to the only person he can turn to: Natalie. He confesses to her what he did to Jenny in Believe Me Natalie and the two attempt to go on the run, however it's all for naught as Andy gets taken in for an interrogation, which of course is featured in Jenny Was A Friend of Mine. At first, Andy tries to keep his cool, but begins to crack under pressure from the cops who in the end know what Andy did. We the audience are left to speculate what happens to Andy after that point, but I think bro was found guilty and was locked up in the end. The ending of Jenny Was A Friend of Mine gives me that feeling that in the end none of his lies were gonna get him out of the grave he dug for himself.

TL;DR: Dude bro gets worried about his future and resorts to making his relationship with his GF shittier to try to calm his nerves, only for his GF to realize what she got herself into, which pisses dude bro off and then he kills her.

[blooming-violets]

hi! just finished reading Dancing On My Own and the sequel, and i wanted to say your writing is superb! it felt like my heart was breaking right alongside the characters, and the way you write is so captivating and heart-wrenching. I lowkey thought peter got away too easy, though, the man caused so much emotional damage i couldn’t forgive him as easily as reader did lol 😭 was wondering if you have ever or would consider writing a crazy angsty alternate ending where she ends up with gabe and peter has to watch on the sidelines?

I think it's so funny that I managed to write a Peter Parker fic for the Peter Parker fandom where Peter is one of the most hated characters I've ever written and a made up random dude I threw in to push the plot along is more beloved then the star of the show. I did that boy so dirty. People hate Peter's ass in these two fics. If I learned anything from writing those two stories, it's that I know how to villainize and fuck up a typically very loveable character.

I'm gonna ramble about it under the cut and explain why I don't feel up for writing an alternate version but (long story short) it's because the og ending fits too perfectly with their characters for me to even think about writing it a different way.

Originally what I intended to do was capture the heartbreak and pain of unrequited love from Robyn's Dancing On My Own song and translate that same hurt into a story. When I try to mold that into a tasm plot, it was fairly easy, because I always like to make sure that Gwen/her death is a big part of Peter's story when I write anyway so it kind of fit in perfectly for this. What is never explored in tasm canon world is exactly how Gwen's death affected Peter. Prior to No Way Home, all we get is him giving up Spider-Man for a while, clearly depressed, and then going back to it at the end. Since there was no third movie, those critical years after her death are up for the audience to decide. In No Way Home, we get the wonderful line of him not pulling his punches. That implies he went to a dark place, wasn't afraid of seriously hurting people, and sort of gave up on life. As a writer, that excites me, because I love a ruthless, angry, depressed Peter Parker and getting to explore that side of a character is like a wet dream for me. I love dark, morally corrupt characters. How does the sudden, untimely death of someone he loves break his psyche? How does watching his lover fall to her death and holding her dead body in his arms break a person? How does the guilt of not saving her in time eat away at his soul? He's supposed to be a hero. How can he not save the one person he's supposed to protect? How bitter and mean can a person become when all they feel is a stinging, numb sense of guilt and a constant, lingering dread? How far can a hero fall before they become the villain of their story?

Throw in a character to play opposite him who lived a life of abuse, guilt, and heartache herself and you've got the plot of Dancing On My Own! She doesn't know what it means to be loved without added conditions. Her unstable upbringing, lack of love, and abuse lead to a character who makes poor choices. From the outside, of course she should pick Gabe. He's smart, kind, funny, and caring...everything Peter used to be. He has all the qualities her old friend used to have but he doesn't have the lifetime of history with her. The only person she has ever been truly loyal to is Peter, regardless of how he treats her, because that's all she knows. How do you write a young woman who experiences a life of abuse, who has not received an ounce of decent therapy, and has been trauma bonded to her childhood friend? You write her to make questionable choices BUT choices that fit within her character's mindset at the time she is making them.

She's been waiting her entire life for Peter to show her romantic love. When she finally gets it, she's going to take it, regardless of how it looks from an outside point of view. She needs this. She needs to know what it feels like for Peter show romantic interest in her because she's been obsessed with that fantasy since middle school. Right now, she can't see it from the outside because she's so deep in it. It's the point of the story where you yell at your screen that these characters need therapy and a good slap to shake some sense into them. Unfortunately it's also where I chose to end the story as well haha. If this was an actual book, I'd let them explore this relationships for a few chapters, let them witness it first hand as it crashes and burns and slowly destroys them until they figure out themselves that maybe things were rushed. Peter needs some help. Reader needs some help. They both need friends outside of each other. They need to process their trauma. They both need time apart to understand how to be their own person without their unhealthy dependency on each other. But that's not going to happen. Yet. I think that a kiss and confession of love does not mean that two people are destined for each other in that exact moment.

While I don't consider this story to have the happiest of endings (I love me some angst), I do think it's fairly realistic for the way these two characters have been crafted. If she just rejected Peter and went to the hospital with Gabe, it wouldn't have been true to anything her character has show us prior to that moment. She drops everything for Peter. Always. That's all she knows how to do. She puts Peter before anyone else, including herself. It can sometimes be a positive character trait but it can also be the most negative one she has. A good therapist would help her figure that out. Or just a good, close friend other than Peter. But at the moment of the story end, she doesn't have either of those. So she choses Peter. It just makes sense to me in what her character would do.

Do I think she still visited Gabe in the hospital the next day? Yes. Do I think that Gabe would still be willing to be her friend? Yes. I don't think he holds grudges and genuinely likes her (even not in a romantic sense). Do I think that he can slowly become a voice of reason in her life? Yes.

But not yet.

Because I ended the story at the kiss instead of writing further. Because I like angsty depressed people and characters who make bad life choices. They make me feel more at home ;)

Side note, I very much enjoyed this question and since reading it, I've started writing again. Idk if anything will make it on to tumblr but I haven't written in a long time and it was nice to work that part of my brain again. Sooo thank you, my dear.

[mermaidsirennikita]

Hi! I hope you’re doing well. This spring most of my peers are graduating college and the fact that I have yet to start (or even decide if I want to go) has me feeling like a total failure. I could really use recommendations for your favorite lighthearted/fun romances. Thank you!

I'm sorry that you're feeling down. Honestly, take this time to think really hard about it and don't conform to what seems "right", do what's right for YOU. College was always a given to me--I "had" to go, even though it was basically entirely up to me to pay for it... and I did, with some scholarships but mostly loans, and now I'm in massive debt with a degree I didn't really think through (however much I loved what I studied) because I was 17 and had basically zero guidance and felt obligated to begin college ASAP.

I also had a total mental breakdown during my first semester and had to take over a year off before I was ready to go back. I still graduated, and though I have regrets about not thinking through the money and major stuff, I did genuinely enjoy my college experience after I went back. I think I would've enjoyed it even more if I'd taken time to decompress and figure my brain out. So sincerely, no pressure, no rush, in terms of timelines you can do this at any point. One of my favorite classmates was in her 60s.

ANYWAY. Soapbox over, I've got you!

Generally, I would recommend Tessa Dare if you want a fun historical romance. Some of her books do deal with heavier topics--from what I recall, The Wallflower Wager touched on childhood sexual abuse, and that's the heaviest one I think I've read from her. But if you want to try her out, read A Week to be Wicked--it's fun, it's a road trip, the hero makes an amazing joke about the heroine being a sword swallower... And they're really hot. I also love When A Scot Ties the Knot, Any Duchess Will Do (though heads up, this one does discuss the loss of a child) and basically the entire Spindle Cove series.

Talia Hibbert has some really fun contemporaries. Her Brown Sisters trilogy is great; usually they touch on serious topics like mental health and chronic pain while not getting TOO heavy. Act Your Age, Eve Brown may be my favorite--it's light enemies to lovers and both leads are on the autism spectrum. There's a scene where he finds her dildo that's both hilarious and hot?

Alexis Hall is HYSTERICAL, and I would super recommend Something Fabulous and Something Spectacular, his historical romcoms. The first one is a m/m road trip romance where this stuffy duke proposes to a woman horribly, she goes on the run, and he has to track her down with her sparkly fun twin brother... who he falls for... Something Spectacular has a nonbinary genderfluid lead try to help her ex get the attention of a famous castrato soprano, only for the soprano to notice her rather than her friend. These books are literally laugh out loud reads for me.

Heated Rivalry and The Long Game by Rachel Reid. M/m hockey romances, light enemies to lovers--these two dudes are the biggest hockey rivals in the league, but they've been secretly hooking up since their rookie season. Hot, romantic, emotional. It does deal with themes of homophobia and internalized homophobia and there is some "can we make this work" angst but it's really such a lovely and loving duet. It makes me SO happy, and they're two of my top "pick me up" reads.

Annika Martin's The Billionaire's Wake-Up-Call-Girl!! Such a fun contemporary romcom, but it's also sexy? The heroine is supposed to set up wake up calls for the billionaire CEO of her company, but she fucks it up and can't afford to lose her job, so she does them herself and he really likes her caustic attitude and doesn't realize she's an employee, so they get... dirty? It's so frothy and fun. The next book in the series, Most Eligible Billionaire, is also fun and light, but the heroine does have a backstory involving attempted SA that's heavier, so heads up. Aside from that, it is ridiculously funny.

A Witch's Guide to Fake Dating a Demon by Sarah Hawley if you're open to paranormal. A witch who's supposed to have untold power accidentally summons a demon who needs to collect her soul, and they enter into a stalemate that does involve fake dating. Hot, also?

The Queer Principles of Kit Webb by Cat Sebastian. Local lord needs to steal a special book from his evil dad, so he tries to hire a retired highwayman who's like "fuck no but I'll teach you how to do it". They fall in love. So funny but also emotional; Kit (the highwayman) is desperately besotted while Percy (the lord) is like "UGH I CANNOT HANDLE YOUR EMOTIONS".

Georgie, All Along by Kate Clayborn is a great "I am stuck in life and need to figure shit out" book about a 28-year-old who returns to her small town after losing her job as a celebrity's personal assistant. She uncovers this notebook where she wrote all her hopes and dreams as a young teen, and begins to try to live them out with the help of the older brother of the guy she had a crush on (and of course, he's a former bad boy).

Praise by Sara Cate, if you want an adventurous contemporary that has some angst but nothing super heavy? The heroine is 21 and recently broke up with her cheating boyfriend. She goes to his estranged dad's place to pick up the rental deposit the bf owes her, and the dad.... who is 40... thinks she's one of the girl's sent to audition for the role of his professional (not inherently sexual) submissive? And she thinks being told to kneel on the floor is just something he's doing for a bit so she does it and LIKES IT? And he realizes who she is and is like FUCK but feels bad so he hires her as his (platonic, super professional) secretary? And he is the partial owner of a sex club?

Never have I read a book where I felt more "God I wish that was me", I won't lie. The whole series is very good, explores some deeper topics but isn't SUPER heavy.

The Nanny by Lana Ferguson is a contemporary about a woman who takes this nanny gig working for a hot single dad chef... only to find out that he used to be a huge fan of her on OnlyFans. Hot and light and I liked it A LOT.

I also would sooo recommend India Holton's Dangerous Damsels trilogy. I love them all, they're hilarious and romantic and have a great world of flying pirates and witches and spies.

[autistic-zukoao3]

I wanna share too.

My grandpa was raised very staunchly Catholic by parents who grew up during WW1, and had it drilled into his head that it doesn't matter if you're happy or not, so long as you're pleasing others and don't tarnish your image in any way.

My grandpa was incredibly racist, sexist, homophobic, transphobic, you name it. (CONTENT WARNING: childhood sexual abuse, incest)

The transphobia was made even worse because his ex-wife (my grandma) had been sexually abused by her transgender older sister for basically her entire childhood.

(END of content warning)

So, when I realized I was trans, I was fucking scared. I didn't think I'd be kicked out, but I didn't think I'd be supported either. My mom and grandpa had made it very clear that transgender people were confused perverts. I knew that wasn't true, of course. But I knew what they thought.

After Leelah Alcorn committed suicide and was buried in the wrong clothes under the wrong name, I decided I didn't want to die a girl. I didn't want to be buried as a girl. I didn't want to be remembered as a girl. This also kept me alive. Anyways, I wrote a letter to my mom and left it in the bathroom for her to find in the morning. I asked her in the letter not to bring it up until after school. She complied.

She didn't handle it well, initially. It ruined our relationship for a long time. She made it about herself and thought she had failed me as a mother, and that I only "wanted" to be a boy because she was a woman and had been "weak" too many times and I didn't want to end up like her.

Eventually, we came to some kind of understanding. She got me to get my haircut like a dude. She bought me the binders I asked for (which btw weren't body safe at all, but I figured that out after a year), and she told the school to call me by my new name and male pronouns. She fought for me to have that right in school. Finally, she was relaxed enough about it that I asked her to tell Grandpa too. So she did.

To both of our surprise, my grandpa was the first one to start using the right pronouns. Immediately. He cried too, since I had chosen to be named the same as him. This was a coincidence, but I'm gonna let him die thinking I named myself after him. He deserves that. He told me how much he loved me, and he started treating me like he would a boy my age. He started cussing in front of me, or making dirty jokes. He encouraged me to help him work on the cars (which wasn't a gender thing, but it was gender affirming regardless), and gave me advice on how to masculinize my look more. He told me that he would do whatever he could to help us pay for any surgeries, and offered to ask his rich siblings for help paying as well.

There was a downside to my grandpa's enthusiasm however. He was so proud of me for being transgender and myself despite what others think that he started introducing me to EVERYONE as his transgender grandson. Holy fuck. He was outting me to everyone and anyone who even looked at us. It was terrifying. He had no idea what he was doing. He was just too damn proud to think "maybe this isn't a wise idea". Thankfully, everyone reacted well. We live in a rural, very red area, with shitty education. Yet, it was the old white redneck men that reacted the best. Most of the time they got a fat smile on their face, said something like "I'll be damned!" and shook my hand excitedly. They always gripped too hard, but I don't think it was on purpose. Just a uh, have a firm handshake or you're less of a man, gender role type bullshit y'know?

I did tell my grandpa eventually that while he meant well, he was putting a target on my back, which he hadn't even thought about, as I said. It was pretty funny. Put his meaty claw over his mouth and was like "Oh shit, I shouldn't have done that" lol.

My mom is fully supportive now, and even my grandma is these days (only took her 10 years and almost dying from cancer). I don't want anything to do with my grandma though, for unrelated reasons.

But yeah! You can find the support in the least expected places. My grandpa is still a bit transphobic, but he's working on unlearning that shit. He even thinks the idea of neopronouns is cool, though he doesn't understand why someone would use them. But he still tries to use them once he's told.

When I came out, I was SO scared I was gonna get disowned. I wrote a letter to my parents, sent it to their emails, put a physical copy on the counter, and left the house for a few hours to give them time. In that time I tried coffee for the first time, which was a dreadful idea, and got all jittery. I kept waiting for a text or something but nothing happened.

After a few hours, I didn’t hear back from them so I went home. My parents were home and had stacked a bunch of groceries on top of the letter without opening it. They said “hi” and I said “hi” and went down stairs to the basement. I held my dog and panicked about what to do. My sister, who knew that I had written them a letter of great importance, told me they hadn’t read it yet. She also told me she could ask them to do so. I consented to this and stayed in the basement. A few minutes later my dad knocked on the door and poked his soft smooth little nerd head in and said “hey buddy” and I started crying so hard I almost vomited. He came over and gave me a BIG hug and said that it was gonna be OK, he was OK with this, he knew it must have been hard but he was here for me. He told me he and my mom had already talked years before they had me about how if they had to pick between their faith and their child they’d pick their child. It was a very sweet moment. I came out to my mom later that evening and we were both bawling the whole time.

The day after I came out to my parents, I came out to my brother @inbabylontheywept at a Mexican restaurant and he took it like a champ. That evening my mom took me for a walk and looked almost angry - she said she wanted to make sure that I didn’t use being a woman as an excuse to not go to grad school. I told her I wouldn’t and she instantly looked relieved and happier.

My dad, on the other hand, seemed to struggle with it. He kept asking me if I had a boyfriend, and I told him I did not. He kept asking me if I wanted to go clothes shopping with him and I did not. He kept asking me if I would let him go to some of my shows, and I had NO idea what he was talking about.

Finally, 6 months after coming out, of awkward misgendering and questions that didn’t make sense from my dad, he excitedly pokes his soft smooth little nerd head into my bedroom again and says “I found a movie about Your People.” My people. I was absolutely bewildered, but he was so excited and I knew he had been trying SO hard so I watched it with him. It was The Birdcage, and it was amazing. It also was revelatory in that I finally realized why my initially-supportive father seemed to be having such a hard time with my pronouns and stuff - he didn’t know what the difference between trans and doing drag was. After the movie he again asked if I would invite him to one of my shows, and I said, “Hey dad, you know how about half the world is women?” And he said “yeah,” and I said “Well, see, I’m on that half now. I’m not doing drag.” And it was like a switch flipped in his brain. He was like “omg that’s so easy? I was so confused about what to call you when?”

Anyway, my parents are charming and my family has been so kind and patient with me, I like sharing the stories of my little wins with them.

[stardust-in-my-mind-blog]

digging up bones

I guess if I'm up and already in a bad mood about it

might as well go through some of the thoughts

I was thinking about unearthing later on today

maybe it'll exhaust me and I can go back to sleep

my mood can't get worse and there is no dopamine

anywhere to be found because I've exhausted all sources

let's talk about why I don't want to get a therapist

by collecting quotes from experiences from the past

I had one who decided to laugh in my face about

my love for Jung and my thinking I was autistic

his ego couldn't handle my knowing shit about myself

and other things he couldn't quite grasp

once during a conversation about my childhood sexual abuse

he actually said to me with no sense of his depravity

"no wonder they couldn't resist you"

what the actual fuck my dude I was a child

he stopped seeing me when I turned the tables on him

and got him to confess all the things he used to do

when he was a dangerous guy just like his father

by mimicking his behavior and following his patterns

kind of seems like that pattern recognition and masking

should have rang a few bells but he didn't want to believe it

he told me my feminine energy was weaker than his male energy

but he sterilized himself like a gelding because he feared

bringing another kid into the world that felt

as fucked up as he did every day

I guess I'm still kind of mad at him

I think he might have been one of the first people I trusted

with all those dirty little secrets I was forced to hold since I was born

I didn't plan to become the therapist and hear his story

I was just following the rhythm of the conversation

but once he lost the power he felt he didn't want to look me

again in the eyes and it was confusing

because nothing he said was even that bad

my most recent therapy experience was marriage counseling

I knew that was going to be a fucking joke

and I was so used to being silenced by the man in the room

that I exploded out in a monologue of trauma dumping

desperate to be seen as someone who was tough and dealt with shit

far worse than the lanky bastard sitting next to me

who wouldn't let me have emotions without trying

to smother me under every avoidant wall of stone

ugh, I do not want to be awake and I'm so angry

and not even fun arson angry just petulant and mean

I did end that therapy experience with a three page letter

I wrote about all the reasons I was completely

over my doomed marriage and the man involved in it

and all the reasons he wasn't shit

but written eloquently and logically

because I'd had plenty of time to prepare

It was fun having an audience and his surprised pikachu face

will always be one that I remember fondly

fuck you asshole you know what you've been doing

the female therapist I went to the year before

to tell about the patterns of abusive behavior I'd documented

and the reasons I had for needing to leave the dysfunction

was met by a woman the age of my mother

who must have saw a silly daughter making a mistake

because she asked if psychological abuse was his only sin

and told me successful men were hard to find

I had fun the rest of the sessions talking about how

out of all the religious texts I read the bible was the most dry

and boring and I just wish I could get into it

and all the crosses and scriptures she had around her office

and the way her face pinched when I said those things

really made it difficult for us to synch up after that

to be fair I was always willing to make it work

I did have one therapist that was the best

her name was Elise and it scares me to think of calling her

I wonder if it's because of the unpaid account

or the fear of rejection or knowing I get to tell her

how everything went to shit after I came into her office

with my youngest as a baby and a glowing happiness

to my presence because I thought I finally

found something that I ended up losing as time went on

well, saying that I lost it is not very accurate

you don't lose someone's respect

they decide to stop giving it to you

and I have a difficult time tolerating that in relationships

I will blind myself for awhile but there does come a point

where something clicks and suddenly I'm on fire

because I'll be damned and choose damnation

before I let a little bitch boy like that make me die

it would be so fucking easy to make him cry

well, this little think piece shows I definitely need a therapist

and I guess getting those shitty thoughts out is one less thing

I have to muddle through tomorrow to find motivation

I'll call Elise and see if I have problems to solve

to get to go back and see her

she saw me and knew me right away

and she helped me get through a situation

that I'm going to have to walk through again

and she was great at it last time

fuuuuuuck this all sucks and I hate it

custody battles and shitty apartments and lawyers

building another new life and climbing out of another grave

it could be worse

I could be as scared as I was last time when I did it

I'm not scared I just know it's going to suck

Elise was the first one to coin the term "the Dani filter"

to describe the way I mask in my bubbly upbeat way

I wonder what she'll think of me now if we get to meet again

I think she'll appreciate my darker wit and my cynical smile

she knew how my mind worked right away

and said that I changed her mind completely

about behavior theory because I guess

when I decide to do or become something

and actually commit to it I surprised her with how

I can change my behavior and patterns on a dime

and never go back to them

you wouldn't know anything about that, would you?

alright now I feel like I did something

so my mood is less angsty and I have a move to make

still not tired but maybe that'll come soon

call Elise tomorrow and if that doesn't pan out

it's back to the drawing board

but I'll find someone and it'll be fine

and if it's not I'll find someone else

I am getting the fuck out of this stagnant energy

otherwise I'm going to start getting destructive

and that helps nobody

especially not me

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Hehe I put on a playlist for the book on spotify<3

Hmm okay okay reading against a tree, very vibey

Ooo it's in Georgia, I'm hopefully going there soon

"Getting out of bed early just to watch football practice?" Okay well you obviously don't know what it's like to be a sports fan. I get up at four fucking AM sometimes, depending on when an F1 game starts PST time. I'll stay up till midnight watching MMA. I WON'T SLEEP AT ALL SO I CAN CATCH UP ON FUCKING SPORTS HIGHLIGHTS SO NO YOU DON'T GET TO SAY *"JUST"* SINCE YOU OBVIOUSLY DON'T KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE TO LOVE A TEAM

Okay I'm very hormonal so when I'm off my period I'll probably realize I overreacted but for now fuck that

This becca girl has a point about the book thing-- in fiction the heartbreak is contained, that is

"The freshmans ran like their lives literally depended on it. Meanwhile the seniors rested lazily against lockers, like the laws of time didn't apply to them." Hmm interesting

"I could always count on her early morning hostility" okay but if I was an high school teacher and I taught first period I would be a fucking bitch too

Just say shit dude

Ew not Brett's introduction 😭😭 I mean it isn't actually THAT bad considering this is supposed to be cheesy lol

His parents did him dirty, calling him Brett 💀

"I usually preferred not to speak out in class. But when the topic was about love in literature, I had a bad habit of going off on cynical mini rants" she just like me fr

Ew Romeo and Juliet. The play was written amazingly but I just hate the characters, they're so fucking stupid

Sis- Jenny fr a savage

Oop this is a classic; childhood best friends to enemies

"Puh-lease" ..😧🤢 okay i just have to keep reminding myself that this is a fucking wattpad book and that it'll have this kind of white girl dialect

Okie gotta take a little reading break to get my coffee

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Oh man, oh boyyyy. So one of my real life best friends sent me a voice message earlier saying, ''dude, you wanna listen to this asap, something happened to me yesterday and this is prime fanfic material, I'm telling you" and uhh, she was right 😳

It's kind of a long story lmao so I'll put it under the cut, but it's worth it if you like romantic, sexy drama (but TW for infidelity and minor bodily harm, I guess)

So my friend isn't originally British, but she's been living in London for years, and we used to be roommates (I know), but then I moved away, and she got a British boyfriend and they're about to move in together. But they're in between houses at the moment, so she's staying with his family in the countryside while he's away on business (something government related that he's always being very mysterious about lol).

So my friend and her boyfriend (I'll call them Maxime and William here, for storytelling purposes) have kind of a complicated relationship. They both cheated on each other more than once and decided to still give their relationship a chance, and while he's a really nice guy (he and I get along really well, too) he's very reserved and rich and British, while Maxime, who's a musician and activist and always works three jobs at a time, is someone who literally used to burst into my room in the middle of the night and fling herself on top of me, crying "I just need to feel something!" (she's fantastic btw, I absolutely adore her)

So anyway, Maxime gets to her boyfriend's family house in the countryside, and when she arrives, William's mother is like, "Oh hello dear, sorry, I need to dash out for a few hours, but James (William's childhood best friend that he's sort of lost touch with and whose name isn't actually James, but you get the idea) is in the garden doing some maintenance." So Maxime is like "Ok cool, I'll go and say hi," because she's never met this old friend of William's.

Turns out, James is ridiculously hot and built and working up a sweat in the garden. So she's just like, "Uh hi, I'm William's girlfriend," and he smiles timidly and is like, "Sorry, I'd shake your hand but my hands are dirty." You get the idea.

So Maxime - selflessly - offers James something to drink, and once he's finished up his work, he comes inside, and they strike up a conversation. They hit it off right away, talking for hours, and at some point they start a game of chess (idek, as you do in the countryside, I guess). Since Maxime is kind of a sore loser, once things start looking a little grim for her, emotions run high and she gets frustrated and snaps at James, "Ugh, I kinda wanna hit you right now."

And he just shrugs and says, "Okay, do it."

So Maxime is like, "...lol, I'm not actually going to hit you, you're crazy," but he starts goading her, until at some point she's just like "Fine!" and gives him a halfhearted slap. James just laughs and asks, "Come on, that all you've got? Really?" so of course my competitive friend is like "Ok well fuck you," and slaps him across the face, hard. AND THIS GUY, this really hot guy, just looks at her with dark eyes, turns her the other cheek, and says, "Please."

So what can she do but slap him again, right?

And then while they're just kind of staring at each other, both of them breathing hard, William's mother comes back. She's oblivious to the tension, but James immediately gets up like, "Right, I'll be going then," and Maxime gets up too to see him out and compose herself a little before facing the mother. And then at the door, before he leaves, James turns to to Maxime, kisses her cheek, whispers, "Thank you for making me feel something."

LIKE. God. JESUS. Like, ok well, damn.

While I'm not a judgemental person, and I believe life and love can be messy sometimes, infidelity isn't something I'd ever encourage, so I did tell my friend firmly that she can't seek this guy out again, at least not while she's still dating her boyfriend, and she said she wouldn't, so let's hope she won't. I'm also aware of the dangers of romanticising toxic behaviour, truly. But the writer part of my brain is just like "...where's the fic??"

I mean, gorgeous, fierce city person meets reserved, rugged country man who likes to be slapped because it makes him feel something?? Ugh, God.

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YEah dude! These are classics of my childhood!

I was 10 when my uncle gave me a bunch of discs in one of them big old black cases with lots of sleeves as a birthday present, and I never imagined how much fun I would have playing lots of those games.

They only had their name scribbled with a black marker (not the one specifically for CDs either) and most of them were not able to be played on my playstation (I later learned my uncle had in fact bought them in bulk to gift to us nephews, but none of my cousins had a PS1 and he didn't know that, so he gave them all to me).

Given that they did not have their original cases, my mother (who was usually very strict on what we were allowed to play, never bought me any of the GTAs or the Saint's Row) did not check their PEGI rating (the European equivalent of the ESRB).

I loved the opening cutscene of Home Intruder: it showed the perspective of one of two burglars trying to get around a house with flashlights and stuff, trying to stay silent. The house was kinda like a mix between a ancient colonial home with a white albeit dirty porch and Dorothy's house in the middle of Kansas with corn fields and farming tools all over.

After like 30ish seconds of them looking for a key under rocks and stuff, the one you're looking through the eyes of finally has enough and gets in by essentially picking the lock very aggressively, raking I'd imagine from the sound, and after opening the door he looks behind him but doesn't see his partner anymore.

After calling faintly his name (or what I assume was his name, since he sounded like he was speaking a language different than english), he gets in without waiting for him, and begins looking around, quietly opening drawers and stuffing a backpack with things laying around. It was kind of well done, for a game I assume was not from a well known studio. I distinctly remember the reflection of the thief in a mirror right by the entrance of the house, which was in line with PS1 graphics, but still, impressive. Silent Hill-bathroom vibes.

After picking up a standing chandelier (which could have been a menorah, now that I think about it; as a child, I did not have any way to recognize it), the thief looked out the window only to see his friend hanging by the neck from a tree outside, but not hung: something must have had thrown him at full speed towards a pointy branch, causing his neck to be fully trapassed by the wood. I remember the first time I watched the cutscene, I rushed to the door to close it, so that my parents would not see it and take away the game!

Anyway, the cutscene kind of ended there. The thief rushed to the door, bolting it shut. Someone rings the doorbells, the thief shouts something in the same strange language as before, and the starting menu appears, with a scary jingle blending kinda badly with the scream and the sound of someone trying to pry open the door.

I really would have liked to play this game, but in order to make a save the game asked you your address (to make it more personal, I guess), and your name in order to put it on the buzzer. It was the time where my parents were drilling into my brain "NEVER GIVE STRANGERS ON THE INTERNET NAME, AGE, ADDRESS AND TELEPHONE NUMBERS!!!", and the lines between internet and a silly game on my PS1 were kinda blurred in my preadolescent brain. I didn't want to risk them getting angry, and tbh I didn't want to risk someone mailing something to my doorstep.

Does anybody remember playing these games as a kid?