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Our historical Halloween winners enjoying a haunting evening together!
hello my dear! 💕
I am so sorry I am quite late in responding to this, but I wanted to wait until I had the energy to properly express my love for this, so allow me to try:
OMG THIS IS INCREDIBLE I ABSOLUTELY ADORE THIS AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH THIS IS SO UNBELIEVABLY COOL!!!!!!!!!!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰
genuinely, I am so touched by the fact that you took the time to make this and send it to me – this made me beyond happy when it came into by inbox and I have been thinking about it frequently ever since! ☺️💕
would you mind if I saved this to use as the header for the blog next october? then the previous winners could be presiding over the proceedings of the next bracket 🎃🎃 I'd be happy to tag you as the creator in the blog bio if you would like! but also no pressure at all! if you would rather not, I completely understand! ☺️☺️
allow me to just say again how much I love this and how truly touched I am that you made this lovely image! 🥰🥰 genuinely, thank you so so so much for this, it brings me such joy and happiness! 🥰🥰
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#12 please🫶🫶
12, coming right up! tagging also @tsunderelover07, thank you sm for playing <3
(this is lightseoul’s 2k milestone event ft. bakugou katsuki! to play, view the numbered list of prompts here, then simply send an ask with your chosen number and i’ll whip something up!)
12. "I COULD USE A HUG RIGHT NOW." (1.6k)
you’re startled to attention when your phone pings from where you unknowingly dropped it beside you on the couch.
apparently, it has slid by the edge of your butt in the few minutes of you staring blankly at the off-white wall, and the brief vibration right to your ass is enough to snap you back to reality.
your now sucky-ass reality.
picking it up, your frown deepens even more when you see the text.
(7:04 PM) bestie #1 (mina)��: i’m so sorry i can’t be there with you rn!!!! i got called in last minute to cover for momo. i really am sorry :(((
you know it’s not mina’s fault, but your heart drops in disappointment nevertheless. not wanting to make her feel bad, however, you quickly type in a reply.
(7:05 PM) you: no worries, mina. i understand :) stay safe out there!
sighing, you’re about to place your phone on the small coffee table in front of you when your phone chimes again.
(7:05 PM) bestie #1 (mina)💞: i’ll make it up to you, promise!! can i send someone there to accompany you in my stead??
you feel your eyebrows furrow in confusion. you vaguely remember kaminari and sero talking about their patrol schedules shifting, and how they complained that they now have to cover friday nights.
kirishima’s currently overseas on a classified mission, although you guess it’s not as classified now, seeing as how he told you and the rest of the squad about being drafted in it.
which only leaves…
you shake your head. it can’t be.
mina knows you better than that—knows that out of the friend group, bakugou’s the one you’re the least close to, and you’re even convinced that the man hates you. you’re not entirely sure, but you’re starting to think he’s purposefully avoiding you—always choosing the farthest seat from you, and never attending hangouts when it was just the two of you and one other person.
he may be making it a point not to smile or laugh around you, too. which hurts, because of the unfortunate realization that mina arrived at a few weeks ago before you can even say hold up.
the realization that you may or may not have a stupidly embarrassing crush on bakugou katsuki.
so… scratching him out, who else could it be?
you’re in the middle of unlocking your phone to ask who she’s sending (because knowing her, she may be asking for permission now, but she for sure has already sent someone), when, as if on cue, a barrage of heavy knocks echo from your doorway.
you freeze.
that can’t be a mutual gal friend of mina and yours. not with the aggressive-ass knocking.
your butt remains stuck on the seat for a few seconds of silence, at least until the rapping comes back on and again, and you stumble your way towards your apartment unit’s front door.
it’s moments like this that make you wish you have a fucking peephole, but oh, well.
patting down your hair in a last-minute, desperate attempt to look presentable, you finally reach for the knob and open the door.
only to be met face-to-face with bakugou ‘it can’t be’ katsuki.
you literally feel your soul leave your body as you lock eyes with the man, who, from the get-go, is already frowning at you.
his eyes rove over your face. “don’t you look like shit?”
you can’t help but return his scowl to him even if you tried. “well, hello to you, too.”
the quip doesn’t seem to bother him, though, who only continues to study you. when they get to your eyes, however, his frown intensifies. “have you been crying?”
shit.
you forgot to check your reflection before you answered the door, but you bet there’s no lying out of this one, what with you crying non-stop ever since you got home—the second you closed the door behind you.
“yeah, well…” you start, rubbing your nape awkwardly. “i’m not sure if mina told you, but i got—”
“laid off,” he finishes for you, nodding. “i know.”
hearing it from another person’s mouth, let alone bakugou’s, sends a pang of pain straight to your chest all over again, and you have to fight the tears that are threatening to well up around the corners of your eyes.
“well,” he speaks up after a beat of silence, “are ya gonna let me in or not?”
you roll your eyes, although it’s more playful than anything, and bakugou catches you, to which he just scoffs. he enters as you hold the slab of wood open for him, closing it promptly as he crosses the distance to the kitchen in just a few strides, already familiar with the floorplan from the countless hangouts you’ve hosted for the squad.
and as he opens the freezer, you’re about to ask him what he’s doing when, as if reading your mind, he holds up two pints of what looks like ice cream for you to see. “brought your favorite.”
you beam at him. “aww, that’s so sweet of mina! thank you.”
at that, his face contorts in a look of offense as if you just unceremoniously pinched his armpit.
you frown. “what?”
he only shakes his head, although that pained expression remains on his face. “‘s nothing. sure, thank mina.”
“…okay? i just did, but okay.”
he tosses you a glare, which you just try to shake off. you’re sure comforting someone isn’t exactly part of bakugou’s repertoire, so you conclude it’s better to cut the guy some slack.
“you’ve eaten dinner?” he asks as he rummages through the rest of your refrigerator, most likely judging you for the lack of ingredients and fresh produce.
“yeah,” you respond. he doesn’t have to know that dinner was a cup of instant noodles you pathetically scarfed down in the convenience store on the way home. you figured you could treat yourself to a grand pity meal for getting laid off, but thought better against it. if anything, you needed to save money, at least until you get hired by another hero agency.
straightening up, he eyes you suspiciously as if sensing you’re hiding something. “you sure?”
you nod decisively, which you can only do because you’re technically not lying.
bakugou stares you down for a couple more seconds before nodding curtly himself, now looking absolutely stiff in the middle of your kitchen.
and as you observe the man, it hits you that you may have just robbed him of the only thing he knows when it comes to consoling a grieving person.
by cooking for them.
you’re not exactly hungry, but you can’t help but feel bad for the pro-hero as he stands there seemingly deep in thought, probably trying to figure out what to do with himself now.
you take a deep breath, steeling yourself for what you’re about to say.
“but you can cook—” you start.
“come work for us.”
“what?” you ask, the same time he goes: “huh?”
he’s the first one to regain his bearings. “thought you had dinner already? changed your mind, huh, dumbass?”
you ignore his snide pet name. “what do you mean come work for you?”
at that, bakugou shifts on his feet, shrugging. “you know what i mean. come work at ground riot. we have a vacancy that fits you.”
you gape at him. “you’re kidding me?”
to that, bakugou tosses you a deadpan look. “does it look like i’m kidding?”
you don’t have the heart to tell him he’s looking constipated, like he always does, so you keep your mouth shut. instead, you only stand there a few feet away from him, twitching as you desperately tamp down the visceral urge to kiss the man in glee.
he must be getting weirded out, because he only looks at you with an eyebrow raised. “the fuck is going on with you?”
“i—” you begin, clenching your fists.
here goes nothing.
“—just—i could use a hug right now, bakugou.”
“a what?”
you try to ignore the incredulous expression on his face, let alone the scarlet that’s starting to creep up his neck. “as a thank you. for the offer. and you came all the way here to comfort me, right? i could really use a hug.”
it takes him a beat to reply, mouth opening and closing and then opening again, until he settles with: “that’s pushing it, dumbass.”
despite yourself, you deflate at his rejection. you got too carried away by his generous offer and the fact that he’s here—that he went out of his way to accompany you and even bring you your favorite ice cream—that you ended up crossing a line you’ve never dared to cross until now.
you try to deny it, but it stings.
still, you muster as much of a good-natured smile as you can, adding a light-hearted chuckle to boot. “i was just joking…” you mutter under your breath.
at that, you turn your back against him, face flaming in embarrassment as you start to head toward the living room to fetch your phone when you hear him heave a deep sigh behind you.
and before you can even comprehend what’s going on, you feel something tug at your wrist, spinning you on your heel until you collide with a firm chest that can only belong to one person.
your eyes are wide as saucers when you feel his arms gently wrap around your back, pressing you further against him.
“happy?” he grunts, voice low and reverberating against you.
it takes you a second, but you can only nod from where you’re plastered right onto him, his cologne completely flooding your senses, sending your heart into a total frenzy.
so much so that you almost miss the way his is hammering like crazy, too.
#giggling n kicking my feet#bakugou x reader#bakugou x y/n#bakugou katsuki x reader#bakugou imagines#mha imagines#mha scenarios#bnha imagines#bnha scenarios#bnha x reader#mha x reader#bakugou x you#bakugou imagine#bakugou drabble#bakugo x reader#bakugo x y/n#bkg#2k milestone drabble
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g’day mate how are ya?
Part7! to The Cosmic Girl Records!
summary: new year, new you, plus your new job! which also comes with a few difficulties when you have a big insta following and no pr training ollie bearman x reader & platonic!grid x reader
fc!: just some random photos off pinterest, all credits go to the rightful owners of the images used below
warnings: swearing, insensitive jokes, mention of being held at gunpoint, if any of these are triggering please scroll away!!
a/n: finally got the motivation to make the 7th part to the cosmic girl records also reader is 2 days younger than Ollie! Also if u get tagged by accident IM SO SORRY i swear it’s not on purpose. Also Lewis is driving for mercedes with kimi in this universe, i should probably make a post about the grid for this universe, anyways enjoy!
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unfortunatelyy/n: new year, new me AANNND NEW JOB
tagged olliebearman
olliebearman: but NOT a new man, just to be clear
unfortunatelyy/n: hey there mr jealous wanna get off my insta page maybe
olliebearman: ☹️
landonorris: i feel like you say new year new me too often and nothing changes
unfortunatelyy/n: u know just how ruin everything 😔
landonorris: that is true but you don’t have to point it out‼️
user1: bro’s just accepting it at this point 😭
user2: SHE’S BACKKKK AND BETTERR THIS TIME
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mercedesamgf1: can’t wait to see you in the garage this season 💪
unfortunatelyy/n: 💪💪
georgerussell64: Love? EWWWWWW
unfortunatelyy/n: such an anti romantic. i’m telling carmen
georgerussell64: no wait
unfortunatelyy/n: poor mr russell. screenshotted or you may know it - screen grabbing
unfortunatelyy/n: or at least that’s what old people call it
georgerussell64: you dare? you dare call ME OLD?
georgerussell64: HAVE U SEEN ALONSO (no offence mate)
fernandoalo_oficial: um offence taken?
unfortunatelyy/n: WOAH u cannot be going around roasting rookies like that george
user2: SHE KNOWS
user3: of course she knows, she’s probably the only on there that even knows how to properly use instagram
user4: the sad truth. sad but true. liked by unfortunatelyy/n
unfortunatelyy/n: very true indeed
user5: i fear that y/n is the only one who’s chronically online 😔
unfortunatelyy/n: i am, it’s such a hard life when the others don’t get it the memes i show them 😔
unfortunatelyy/n: they’re just too old
olliebearman: it’s such a struggle fr
unfortunatelyy/n: you’re old too so shush
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olliebearman: I’M 19??? 19 AND LITERALLY 2 DAYS OLDER THAN U
unfortunatelyy/n: poor ollie, when i was learning subtraction and addition you were already doing multiplication and division
olliebearman: i am so confused right now
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unfortunatelyy/n: IT’S RACE WEEK + my boyfriend with his boyfriend
tagged olliebearman and kimi.antonelli
User1: uh y/n? i don’t think you can be saying stuff like that anymore
User5: i fear y/n will never be the same anymore, she is employed now 😔
user2: no filter y/n we love to see it
olliebearman: seriously?
unfortunatelyy/n: i’m such a comedian (i know ur giggling n shit) 🤭
olliebearman: I AM NOT
unfortunatelyy/n: woah so defensive and for what
mercedesamgf1: usually we only do pr training for our drivers but . . .
unfortunatelyy/n: good thing i’m not a driver then 😮💨
user3: SHE DID NOTTTT
kimi.antonelli: i’m gonna get you fired (can you send me the photo i want it printed out and on my dashboard for when i drive🙏)
unfortunatelyy/n: try me antonelli (yes ofc check ur dms)
olliebearman: NOW HANG ON JUST A MINUTE
unfortunatelyy/n: yes my love?
kimi.antonelli: yes my little sugarplum with caramel sauce?
olliebearman: 🤨
kimi.antonelli: 🫦
olliebearman: I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND
kimi.antonelli: and now a boyfriend
user4: i’m on kimi’s side. it’s not gay if it’s with the homies 🤷
olliebearman: @unfortunatelyy/n send for help 🙏
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unfortunatelyy/n: hanging out with my fav cutie patootie - oh hey ollie’s here too
tagged olliebearman and kimi.antonelli
landonorris: OOOOOHHHH 🔥🔥🔥🔥
unfortunatelyy/n: get out of here
landonorris: ok 😔
user1: wow she really has him at gunpoint
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kimi.antonelli: you are also my favourite cutie patootie 🤗
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olliebearman: just break up with me already😔
unfortunatelyy/n: well who would i annoy then
olliebearman: kimi 😒
unfortunatelyy/n: IT WAS A JOKE PLS COME HOME WITH THE ITALIAN FOOD
olliebearman: NO
unfortunatelyy/n: i’m calling the police
charles_leclerc: i would appreciate it if you would stop bullying my son
charles_leclerc: and calling the police on him
unfortunatelyy/n: not unless he brings the food back
olliebearman: fine. but only because i love you 😒
kimi.antonelli: and me too
olliebearman: STOP TRYING TO RUIN MY RELATIONSHIP
kimi.antonelli: no.
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unfortunatelyy/n: just a little reminder that the aussie waves are ALWAYS OUT FOR BLOOD
user1: my anxiety looking at that second pic: 📈📈📈📈
user2: my girl’s been traumatised by the aussie waves 😭
unfortunatelyy/n: she has indeed 😔
olliebearman: HAHAHAHAHHAHA
unfortunatelyy/n: i hope both sides of your pillow are warm tonight
olliebearman: GASP. how terrifyingly hilarious, still won’t beat you nearly drowning though
unfortunatelyy/n: I WAS NOT DROWNING
olliebearman: so you were just randomly yelling for help in the water while freaking out
unfortunatelyy/n: . . . i was testing your boyfriend reflexes
olliebearman: mhm sure
unfortunatelyy/n: okay the sass was unnecessary
olliebearman: 🙄💅
user5: they’re such couple goals i just feel single whenever i see their posts 😔
user6: kimi’s probably plotting his next sabotage
kimi.antonelli: 🤫
lilymhe: @unfortunatelyy/n ur so hot 😍
unfortunatelyy/n: you’re hotter 😍😍😍
alex_albon: not this again
alex_albon: i thought we moved on from this phase
unfortunatelyy/n: it’s not a phase honey, it’s a lifestyle
alex_albon: your lifestyle is stealing my girlfriend?
unfortunatelyy/n: yes 😄
alex_albon: *sigh
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unfortunatelyy/n: FIRST DAY ON THE JOB WE GOT THIS💪💪
tagged lewishamilton and kimi.antonelli
user1: did lewis dirty 😭
user2: what is going on with ollie’s hair in the bg of the third pic 😭
unfortunatelyy/n: unfortunately it’s always like that
olliebearman: HEY
lewishamilton: DELETE THIS
unfortunatelyy/n: erm no
lewishamilton: i’m gonna fire you
unfortunatelyy/n: actually u can’t do that
lewishamilton: erm actually 🤓☝️
user3: WOAH i did not know lewis was chill like that 😭😭
unfortunatelyy/n: OKAY I’M TELLING TOTO
lewishamilton: DO IT I DARE YOU
unfortunatelyy/n: done. in less than 24 hours you will be an unemployed man
mercedesamgf1: y/n . . . we can’t fire our 7 world champion 😓
unfortunatelyy/n: DANG IT
mercedesamgf1: so about that pr training. . .
unfortunatelyy/n: GOTTA GO 🏃♀️💨
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unfortunatelyy/n: i know we’re enemies now but maybe i can be happy for u just this once 🫶
tagged olliebearman
olliebearman: ❤️ liked by unfortunatelyy/n
landonorris: yuckyyyyyy
unfortunatelyy/n: ur yuckier
landonorris: no you are
unfortunatelyy/n: nuh uh
landonorris: yuh huh
unfortunatelyy/n: SHUT UP
landonorris: NO
unfortunatelyy/n: i’m calling ur mom
landonorris: now hang on just a second
user1: y/n’s living that wattpadd engineer x driver life
liked by unfortunatelyy/n
user2: HELP SHE LIKED THE COMMENT
oscarpiastri: congrats mate
unfortunatelyy/n: are you happy being back in your natural habitat
oscarpiastri: what.
a/n: thanks for reading! stay safe and have a good day!!
#f1 x reader#olliebearman x reader#f1 smau#george russell#lando norris#cosmic girl records series#f1 fanfic#f2#f1#oscar piastri#alex albon#lilymhe#f1 imagine#f1 2024#f1 social media au#mercedes amg f1#ollie bearman imagine#ollie bearman x y/n#ollie bearman#lewis hamilton#cosmic girl records part 7#mclaren f1#f2 fic#f2 imagine
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☕💖 Can I Get Your Number? ☕💖 Ch 24
Jason Todd x (f)Chubby!Reader
written with a female reader in mind, first person pov, no use of Y/N, will probably get NSFW later, let me know if there's anything else I should tag this with!
warnings/labels: little bit of trauma talk, but otherwise a light chapter!
wc: 2.1k
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Damian handed me a large manilla envelope as he came through my door. “Father said to give this to you.”
I frowned, opening it. The first page was an employment agreement. For ‘services to the Wayne family' I was being offered a salary of $120,000 a year for the duration of my education, and a signing bonus of an additional $10,000 up front. Under that was a paper with the name and number of a friend of Bruce's on the board at Gotham University's medical program, and a scribbled note that he was expecting my call. And under that was a pile of pamphlets and booklets on the medical program at GU, with specific details and classes highlighted.
“... Well, he's nothing if not thorough.” I shrugged, setting everything aside and pulling out the ingredients to start on dinner.
“What is all that?” Damian grabbed a snack from the fridge.
“Just some paperwork; I’m thinking about going back to school.”
He nodded, getting set up at the table to work on his homework. “... Father also mentioned you're going to be the primary contact at my school?”
I nodded; “is that ok with you?”
Damian looked over at me. “... Yes, that’s fine. … Do I bring you the papers they send home then?”
“Yeah, I can take anything they send home.”
He nodded, pulled out a flier for spring semester PTA sign-ups. I took it, reading it over. “Looks like PTA meets on the first Monday of every month during last period. Maybe we can make a day of it!”
“... Do what?” He frowned.
“I'll come for the PTA meeting, and then Jason could pick the both of us up, and we'll get dinner before we take you home.”
“... You're joining the PTA?”
“Yes, I am.” I smiled brightly.
Damian frowned, eying me suspiciously. “... Why?”
I shrugged. “Why not?”
He watched me for a minute; “... You just … want to spend an hour a month with the parents and teachers at my school?”
“Let’s just say I’ve learned not to trust those people to treat their students right. I want to make sure they remember who they’re dealing with.”
“... Alright.” He nodded once, going back to his work.
I prepared dinner, humming softly to myself. Eventually, Jason knocked on the door, and I went to let him in. He smiled softly, kissing my forehead, and took a seat at the table. “... Babe, what's this?”
I looked over, he was looking through the paperwork Damian had brought. “Ah, I was gonna talk to you about that tonight. … I'm thinking about going back to school.”
“... Medical school? … And what's this about ‘services rendered to the Wayne family'? What services?” He frowned, looking up at me. I popped dinner in the oven and went to the table.
“... Should we go into my room to talk?” I looked over at Damian, who was staring at us.
“... Ok?...” He frowned a bit and I offered Jason my hand. He took it, following me to my room.
We sat on my bed, Jason still holding the paperwork. He looked through them, a confused frown on his face; “... What's going on?”
“... You said you were more comfortable than usual when I took the blood sample. Right?” He nodded slowly; “well, that night I was thinking about it … about your scars. … Bruce said you don't let anyone treat you unless you’re brought in unconscious?”
Jason nodded again, frowning deeply. “... I … I have a hard time trusting strangers with medical equipment … and I don’t like going to the Batcave for treatment either … they’re … they know what they’re doing, but … I don’t like the look on their faces when they have to treat me … makes me feel … ill.”
I nodded. “Well, I know some of your scars bother you, … and they wouldn't be so prominent if you were able to get proper treatment when you get wounded. So, I was thinking I could get the training to be able to do that for you, if you think you’d be comfortable enough for that?”
He blinked a bit, frowning. “... You … you want to get trained to- … why?”
I gently squeezed his hand, stroking his knuckles with my thumb. “Because you need someone you feel safe getting medical treatment from. You deserve to feel safe. And if I can help you with that, I will. … I don’t want you bleeding out in an alley somewhere, or trying to dig a bullet out of your own shoulder, or who knows what else, you know? … I love you, Jason, I want to help you.”
He frowned, squeezing my hand tightly. “... I … I don't know what to say…”
“You don't have to say anything right now. We don't have to decide this today, it's just something to think about.”
“... What about the ‘services rendered' part?”
“Well, if I get this training, I'll be able to act as an emergency clinic for the others too.”
“Oh. So, Bruce is going to pay you to be our medic?”
“Basically. That way I'll never be at the diner when you guys need care. I'm also joining the family's Thursday afternoon training sessions.”
Jason nodded slowly, pulling me into a tight hug. He sniffled softly, mumbling; “... I … I didn't want to pull you into this world…”
“If you’re in this world, I’m in this world.” I cupped his cheek gently, kissing his forehead. “I want to be able to protect myself, and I want to be able to help you, and Damian, and the others. I will not be dead weight, and I will not watch you suffer needlessly.”
“You wouldn't need to be able to defend yourself if it weren't for me…”
“It's Gotham, my love. Self-defense classes are probably the most popular type of extra-curricular activity in the entire city for every age group.” I stroked his hair, holding him close.
“... I guess … but I hate that you're in extra danger because of me…”
“I think it balances out; I'm also extra secure because of you. Who'd be stupid enough to knowingly fuck with Red Hood's girl?” I smirked a bit, running my hands through his hair.
He frowned, holding me closer. “... Only the worst of them.”
“And they'd fuck with anyone for any reason anyway. So it doesn't matter.” I cupped his cheek, rubbing the tips of our noses together. “I'm happiest and safest with you, and we'll deal with the consequences together.”
“... I wish things were different. … I wish loving me didn't come with consequences…”
I sighed softly; “well, we could always leave Gotham. Start over somewhere else…”
“... Can't do that…”
“I know you can't. So, we'll just have to play the cards we've been dealt, right?”
He sighed softly and nodded, kissing my shoulder. “... Not gonna let anyone hurt you, baby. Promise.”
“I know you won't.” I hugged him tightly. “I know you wanna take care of me. And I wanna take care of you too.”
He nodded slowly, wrapping his arms tighter around my waist. “... Ok. … Th- thank you, baby… thank you…” I nodded, hugging him tightly. He sighed softly, kissing my jaw softly. “... Wait a minute, how much is Bruce offering you? …”
He picked up the paperwork, frowning deeply. “Oh hell no. Don't sign anything yet, I’m gonna renegotiate this for you.”
I giggled, kissing his neck. “It’s more than I make now.”
“It’s insulting. $120,000 for an on-call doctor? Is he trying to piss me off? No, if he’s gonna pay for this, he’s gonna pay you a fair fucking wage!”
“Well, I’m probably not going to get a full doctorate; I only need to know enough to take care of your day-to-day medical care. More like … a field medic. He's also funding my education, is going to pay for any supplies I need, and has the connections to get me into the medical program with no questions asked. I think it's fair.”
Jason groaned, pulling me closer. “... I get to renegotiate after you're done with school.”
“Deal.”
Mrs. Webster frowned deeply as I took a seat in the auditorium at Damian's school. She slowly approached, holding a clipboard. “... What are you doing here?”
I smiled brightly; “this is where PTA sign ups are happening, isn't it?”
“You're not a parent.”
“Ah, no. But I am one of Damian's adults, and Bruce has made me the primary contact for school related concerns, so I thought I might as well get involved. I'm very … passionate about Damian's education, after all. As I'm sure you remember.” I smirked, watching her nose wrinkle. Eventually, she thrust the clipboard into my hands, and I signed up, providing an email address and phone number.
“... You won't be able to bully the PTA into doing things your way. I hope you know that.” She frowned.
“Fortunately I have no intentions to bully anyone. I do have a habit of calling out any bigotry I run across, but that shouldn't be a problem anymore. Right, Mrs. Webster?”
She very nearly growled as she stormed away. A few of the moms that were mulling around stared at me, but that quickly stopped when I waved to them. I thought I’d be left to my own devices, but soon enough, an older couple made their way over, sitting near me.
They introduced themselves, shaking my hand; “Which one is yours, dear?”
“Damian Wayne.” I smiled softly.
The woman blinked a bit. “You're Damian Wayne's mother? … Oh, forgive me, but I thought …”
“No, no! I'm a big sister.” I chuckled softly. “I don't even know who or where his mother is, I'm kind of a new addition to the family.”
“I see. Well, it will be nice for him to have someone getting involved. Our Sarah is in many of the same art classes as Damian, and it's always so sad to see him on his own at the after school events.”
I nodded. “That's exactly why I'm here. He was so pleased when I offered to come to the art show last semester, I want to see him happy like that more often.”
“Oh, that was quite the event! Did you hear? We didn't see it, but apparently someone threatened Mrs. Webster!” The woman cackled softly. “Such an unpleasant woman…”
“I wouldn't say I threatened her, just made her aware of certain facts. Including the fact that I am one of Damian's adults now, and she isn't going to get away with spewing passive aggressive microaggressions towards him while I'm around.”
The man chuckled; “that was you? She's been in a tizzy ever since!”
I smirked a bit; “What kind of tizzy?”
“Just insufferable. Our Sarah says she's been more harsh than ever in class.”
“I'm so sorry. I wasn't trying to make things worse for anyone…” I frowned deeply.
“Oh, you aren't responsible for her behavior, dearie. She's always been a rude one…” the woman gently patted my hand.
“Sarah has her troubles. You know, mental health stuff. All the kids seem to nowadays…”
“And Mrs. Webster, well … she doesn't ‘abide by that nonsense’.” She scoffed.
“And of course there was the instance with the lesbians.” Her husband frowned slightly.
“The lesbians?” I frowned deeply.
“This sweet little girl with lesbian parents last year. Mrs. Webster met her mothers at a parent-teacher conference and apparently started treating the girl … well, different. … They moved over the summer, I do hope they're doing better now…”
I frowned deeply, watching Mrs. Webster on the other side of the room. “Hm… so she's not just racist, she's ableist and homophobic too. Gross….”
“She's never said anything overt about anything, nothing worth bringing up with the administration. But she's a … vexing woman.” the woman sighed.
“Well, … maybe individually they're not big things worth mentioning, but together they make up a big pile of nasty. … Do you know anyone else who has ‘small’ problems with Mrs. Webster?”
“Oh, maybe a few people… it's really not worth bringing up though.” She waved her hand dismissively.
“Yes, it is. We should bring the numerous ‘little things' to the administration. Establishing the pattern of behavior will be important to getting justice if they know about anything bigger. And no matter what comes of it, it's important that the kids see that their adults will stand up for them.” I frowned.
“Well … I supposed it wouldn’t hurt to talk to the other parents at least …” The husband frowned, looking to his wife. She nodded slowly.
“We’ll talk to the other parents.”
I nodded; “here, let me give you my phone number. Feel free to share that with any parents who have a problem with Mrs. Webster; I have no problem being the squeaky wheel with the admin.”
They nodded, putting my number in their phones. Mrs. Webster and a few other teachers started the meeting a few minutes later, and I sat back to observe.
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pairing: boyfriend hyunjin x skinny fem reader
genre: comfort, soft smut
word count: ~2.2k
warnings: reader is insecure about her body, crying, pet names, unprotected sex
an: this is for the person that requested this in my dms (it won’t let me tag you but i’ll send you a message that i posted it!) and it’s also for @jsabimi (she didn’t necessarily ask, but i also wrote it for her lol i hope that’s okay) i really hope i did this one right. i am a chubby girl myself, so i don’t really have the reference for feeling too thin. im really nervous to post this but i tried my best to put myself in that frame of mind and i just hope it turned out okay. i hope it’s comforting because yall deserve that. ♡
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it was a normal sunday. soft lofi music played in the background as you bustled around the kitchen, cleaning up after lunch. your boyfriend had disappeared to his room, suddenly saying the urge to paint struck him and he must not ignore it. that was a normal thing for him, so you just chuckled and agreed. he hadn’t been gone but ten minutes when you could hear him calling.
“angel?” he called from down the hall. you continued wiping the counter with a cloth as you called back to him. “yeah?”
“could you come in here please?”
you folded the towel up nicely and sat it next to the sink, before padding your bare feet down the hallway. you poked your head in the room. hyunjin was at his desk, papers strewn across, paint tubes precariously perched on the edge. his hair was every which way, having run his fingers through it over and over. he turned when he heard you approaching.
“could you come here, my love?” he stuck his hand out, reaching for you. you smiled and crossed the distance of the room, placing your hand in his. he pulled you into his lap. he looked down at you with soft eyes and brushed your hair over your shoulder, exposing your neck. he kissed you there, gently, no hidden meaning or lust behind it, just a simple peck. “do you think you could pose for me?” he asked, kissing the material of your t shirt that covered your shoulder.
your stomach turned in knots. pose for him? like how? you looked at him. “i don’t know hyune..”
“please? i want to paint but i need inspiration.” he nuzzled his nose against the skin of your throat. “and you’ve never let me paint you before.”
he was right. and it was for good reason. him painting you meant you had to sit and let him look at you for who knows how long. just sit there and let him study your body. you didn’t think you could do it.
“why don’t you paint me some flowers?” you suggested.
“i’ve painted so many flowers.” he whines. “i want to paint you.”
tears started welling up against your waterline. you wanted to make him happy, but you really didn’t think you could do this. and that made you feel.. ridiculous. a single tear fell over your cheek and landed on his wrist. his head snapped up, analyzing your face.
“angel..” he soothed. “why are you crying?”
the acknowledgment of your tears only made them fall quicker, soft streams flowing down your face. he did his best to catch them with his fingers. “you don’t have to pose for me. i didn’t mean to make you cry.” he guided your head to his chest, wrapping his arms around you and squeezing gently. you sobbed quietly into his shirt.
“lovely, where is this coming from?” he whispered.
your hands balled in the material of his shirt, your head shaking back and forth, unable to get the words out.
“did i do something?” he asked. “let me help you.” he rubbed soft strokes across your back.
you took a deep breath, doing your best to calm yourself, before looking up at him. he was blurry through your tear filled eyes but you could still see the concern on his face. “posing for you.. is scary.”
he wiped your cheeks, petted your hair, did anything he could think of to comfort you. “why is it scary, my love?” he took one of your hands in his and squeezed. “it’s just me. there’s nothing to worry about.”
you looked down at your joined hands. “i don’t want you to look at me..”
an expression of pure confusion washed over his features. “don’t want me to look at you?” he thought about it for a second. “angel, i hate to break this to you, but i look at you all the time. it’s one of my favorite things to do.”
a watery chuckle escaped your throat at that. “but looking at me for a moment is different than studying me for a painting.” you tried to explain yourself. “i’m not.. pretty enough for a painting.”
“where in the world did you get the idea that you’re not pretty enough for a painting?” his heart hurt at your words. “if anything, you’re too pretty. i’m not sure my painting skills would do you justice.”
“you’re just saying that because you’re my boyfriend.” you sniffled.
he thought hard about what he could do to make you see what he sees. how he could make you understand. he thought if you would just let him paint you or draw you, that maybe you could see. “do you trust me?” he asked suddenly.
you nodded without hesitation. you trusted him more than anyone else.
“even if it’s scary, trust me. okay?”
you nodded again, your nervousness growing.
he patted your thigh twice. “go sit on the bed for me.” he kissed your cheek before gently shooing you in the direction of the bed.
on shaky legs you did as he asked, awkwardly perching yourself on the edge of the mattress and facing him. he grabbed his sketch pad and a pencil and held them in his lap. “now take your clothes off.”
you eyes widened in fear. “hyune..” you said in protest.
“do you trust me?” he interrupted. you nodded again. “it’s just me and you, angel.”
your eyes welled with tears again as you grabbed the hem of your oversized shirt. it fit you more like a dress and that’s the way you liked it. it did its job to hide everything. but if you took it off.. everything would be visible. you started to spiral. has he ever seen you naked in the daylight before? maybe he doesn’t really know what you look like. would he think you looked bony? would he be disgusted?
“baby you’re overthinking.” he said. “i’ve seen you bare before, and you’re so beautiful. this is just a different setting. it’s okay.”
you wondered for a fleeting moment if he could read your mind. and with a deep shaky breath, you lifted your shirt over your head and dropped it on the floor. you had your eyes closed, you arms wrapped around your middle. the cold air giving you goosebumps.
“there you go, pretty.” he smiled. “now your pants.”
the pants seemed easy after your top was off. you kicked them to the floor, leaving you in just your bra and panties. you still had your eyes closed, not wanting to see his face, to see the disappointment that must surely be in his eyes.
you heard him exhale, a shaky sound. “now.. uh.. could you lean back? rest on your hands?”
you did as he asked, putting your hands behind you and resting on your palms. you felt fully exposed now. your body shaking with fear. you worried that your ribs were visible. that your hips were poking out. but you refused to open your eyes to check. keeping them closed was the only thing keeping you from panic.
he exhaled a shaky breath again. “my love.. you are breathtaking.” you could hear his pencil scraping against his paper, slowly and then quickly, slowly and then quickly, as he drew lines and shaded shadows.
after what felt like forever, sitting in the same position, you got lost in your own head, with your eyes closed and the rhythmic sound of his pencil, you felt peaceful. you didn’t notice him get up from his chair and cross the room. he knelt on the floor in front of you and reached out to touch your thighs. but he didn’t want to startle you. “angel..” he breathed out, a soft whisper.
you opened your eyes to find him kneeling between your knees, slowly bringing his hands to your skin. your breath hitched in your throat as his lithe fingers came in contact with your soft thighs. he gently spread them apart, his fingers ghosting up to your waist. he slotted himself between your legs, wrapping his arms around your middle and pulling you closer. he kissed your skin. kissed your hips at the hem of your panties, kissed your tummy just above your belly button, kissed your ribs under the cup of your bra, kissed your sternum. your hands found his hair, you insecurities slowly fading away with each kiss.
“you’re stunning.” he mumbled against your skin.
you shook your head no, unable to believe him, but loosing focus with him being so close.
“you’re perfect.”
he looked up at you through his lashes as he expertly unclasped your bra behind your back. he detached his lips from you to help you remove the clothing item and tossed it over his shoulder and onto the floor. his lips immediately returned to your skin. his tongue found your nipple, swirling and flicking. he watched as your head fell back, your mouth open. he was doing his best to commit it all to memory, doing his best to take in every detail so he could put it to paper later. he crawled up your body, his lips never leaving you, but traveling up. he kissed your collarbones, your neck, your jaw, and finally your lips, as he helped you recline back onto the sheets.
he kissed you deeply as he hovered over you, one hand supporting his weight, the other hand rubbing softly over your panties. you sighed against his lips, your body tingling. his tongue explored your mouth, he tasted of the coffee he had with his lunch.
your hands roamed under his shirt to feel his torso, running up and down the expanse of muscle. the hand he had in between your legs, gently pulled your panties to the side. he slipped his middle finger between your lips. “so wet baby..” he breathed against your mouth. “so beautiful.”
he slipped a finger inside, and then another, slowly pushing in and pulling out, curling them to touch that special spot inside. your nails dug into his bare shoulders, a gasp falling past your lips. he continued his motions, the sounds of your arousal floating in the air around you. and too soon for your liking, he removed his fingers and sat back on his heels. he looked down at you, admiring. and you could see nothing but love in his eyes. maybe a pinch of lust clouded his vision, but mostly love.
“you are so beautiful.” he ran his fingers over the skin of your tummy. “i could never paint this. i could never get it right. but god i want to try.”
he unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down, along with his boxers, kicking them off. he slipped his shirt over his head and tossed it in the same direction of his pants, a growing pile of both your clothes on the floor.
he grasped himself in his hand, rubbing up and down, spreading his arousal along his shaft. “do you see what you do to me?”
“please..” you reached for him, quietly begging.
he lined himself up with your entrance and slowly pushed himself in. his body fell on top of yours. one hand cradling your head, the other hand finding yours and intertwining your fingers together. his head was buried in your neck, kissing and licking your skin as he breathed in your ear. you moaned at the feeling of him inside of you. “my love..” he breathed. “so beautiful, my love.. fuck..”
his thrusts increased in speed and you fluttered around him. “feels so good..” you whined.
“you’re a goddess..” he kissed your neck and bit your earlobe. “i can’t last much longer.. cum with me.”
and with a sigh of his name, you let go around him, squeezing him, causing him to release inside you with a whimper.
he collapsed next to you, breathing heavy and kissing every inch of skin he could reach with his lips. he collected himself for a moment, enjoying this proximity, before pulling away and standing up. you admired his body, his muscled back, as he returned to his chair at his desk.
“where are you going?” you pouted.
“i have to finish the sketch.” he said, grabbing his pad and pencil. “i got too excited earlier while looking at you and couldn’t finish it.” his face flushed with his confession and you smiled, eyes falling closed in a state of bliss.
you were almost asleep when you heard him get up and return to the bed. he sat next to you and presented you with the sketch. you looked at the paper and then looked at him, shocked. you sat up and took the paper from him, tracing the lines with your finger. “hyune.. this is..”
“beautiful?”
you looked at him. it was. that’s what it was. it was beautiful. “this is me..?” you asked in disbelief. but of course it was. you could see it. it was clearly you. the point of your nose, the curve of your shoulder, he even added a little color on your cheeks and lips. it was definitely you and it was beautiful.
“this is how i see you.” he said. “and it doesn’t even come close to capturing how truly stunning you really are.”
and for the first time.. you kind of believed him. you could see it with your own eyes. a work of art in front of you. and you were sure that your insecurities would return. but now you knew, that in those moments, you could return to hyunjin. return to his sketch, and be reminded that you really are beautiful.
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Oh wow i have a serious problem i just went over what i wrote to you and i probably should have stopped at the first two sentences but it gets me upset the abuse lando faces i dont even like the guy i perfer oscar, max, charles and carlos but even i know that sending death threats to someone is not okay, and it upsets me that people almost always take his words out of context like when did lando say he actually had a chance at winning the wdc this year? I've seen people bash on him for the latest race where max raced incredibly, but what they dont seem to understand is that the race's terrible race conditions could have actually seriously injured him, we all seem to forget that the guy is younger then max, less experienced, and has huge problems with self-worth that actively seem to affect the way he race's. the fact that max won in the rust bucket that barely seemed to work in favor of the guy is incredable, but bashing on another driver for seemingly not wanting to take a chance with the awfull race conditions (*please note that this is what it looked like to me on what lando was doing that race where he did make mistakes but the weather wasnt helping ether* also note that that franco, oliver and others commented ether on the weather being dangerous, their cars 'Presumably the cars not agreeing with the weather ether', or the fact they couldnt see for shit and out right stated that someone should have a talk with the fia *i couldnt watch the whole race but ive seen snippets of driver radio's and the like, so i cant say with 100% certainty that this is correct*)
So yeah i think that, if i as someone who doesnt like lando, its really concerning what some people say about the guy and as a side note none of the other drivers seem to notice the hate from what ive seen but this last part might just be me. What are your thoughts on the hate lando's been getting seeming to increase anytime he seems to actually want to enjoy racing with the other more popular (equally popular?) Drivers?
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Hi anon,
That’s okay, I will respond to this ask rather than the previous one (but just for context for anyone else the previous ask was about fan fiction so wan’t anything mean). This ended up being a really lengthy answer because I have lots of thoughts!!!
I’ll put the answer under the cut and tag as anti Lando despite this really just being my opinion and I personally don’t think I am being particularly harsh here but maybe people will disagree.
Firstly hopefully to most people it goes without saying that sending death threats is not okay, that goes for any of the drivers (and various other individuals that I have seen targeted over the past few years). I also have never understood people specifically going to an individual’s social media page just to spout negativity or abuse at them, if you don’t like someone you don’t need to follow them.
However, I am surprised that people seem to be shocked that Lando is receiving hate online as this is absolutely nothing new and, if I am being honest, I have seen worse (not that this is a competition!).
I will speak from the perspective of being a Max supporter and say that the abuse he has received both online and at track has been appalling over the years. After Silverstone 2021 there were plenty of comments from people saying he ‘deserved’ such an awful crash or that they wished it had been worse. Even this year there were memes going around saying that maybe we needed a repeat of Silverstone 21 (a meme liked by Lando’s dad no less, not that I think we should be blaming children for their parent’s actions!). Not only that but there is rarely a week that goes by that I don’t see jokes online about how Jos is the only one that ‘can beat Max’ or people posting memes about Max being left at a gas station when he does badly. Max needed a bodyguard in Mexico last year because there were concerns over death threats, he’s been booed up on the podium, had people chanting cheat at him in the fan zone, every comment section on his social media includes comments telling him he is a cheat or that his achievements mean nothing. The British media are like vultures any time there is even a hint of controversy. I don’t know why everyone is suddenly up in arms about Lando receiving hate, perhaps its a case of only caring when it happens to ‘their’ driver.
It doesn’t just happen to Max either. I don’t follow Lewis on social media but I still know the type or racist abuse he has faced over the years. Other drivers also receive abuse - Lance for example has vile things said about him, Nicholas Latifi was sent death threats after 2021. I am sure most if not every driver has experienced some level of hate. Social media can be extremely toxic.
Do I think any of the drivers should have to deal with such toxicity? No, but Lando is nowhere near the only one to receive hate and I don’t think someone like Max who appears ‘strong’ should have to put up with things because people get the impression it doesn’t bother him.
Whether the other drivers notice, well probably they do but its not happening just to Lando. Did Lando realise how much toxicity was being thrown at Max after Austria or Mexico? Did he try and calm things with the media or did he double down and make things worse for Max?
As for taking Lando’s words out of context. That definitely happens from time to time, the same as with any driver. Media goes for clickbait headlines and run with them. The problem is that Lando has also said things that haven’t been taken out of context and that people still find distasteful. The comments about it not being talent and being luck did not come across well. I was tempted to give him the benefit on that one and assume he was referring to himself and saying it was not him being untalented but unlucky but then he doubled down by saying nobody deserved to win the race more than George - how can I take that any other way other than the fact he was saying Max didn’t ‘deserve’ to win the race.
As for Lando saying he thought he could win the WDC, if he didn’t think he could win it this year then to me that would be more of a concern. He has a championship winning car and has done for most the season, if he can’t win it now then when?! He should have been confident that he could win or at least put up a good fight. I would have had no problem with him openly saying he is going for the championship. Look at Charles who is not afraid to say that whilst it is still possible he is still fighting. I think part of the problem here lies with Mclaren because they should have been fully backing Lando and hyping him up but seemed to flip flop back and forth about whether they thought he was truly in the fight. It’s hardly going to give Lando confidence when his team don’t seem to be backing him as strongly as they could be.
As for Brazil, Lando didn’t have a great race. George got past him at the start. He made too many errors. Charles finished in front of him despite starting behind him. Max, Esteban and Pierre took a risk staying out on those worn inters, they gambled on the fact the race would be red flagged but also on their abilities and confidence to keep the car on track under those conditions. They all did extremely well and deserved their podium spots. The most important thing though is that all the drivers came away without serious injuries because over the course of that weekend there were numerous occasions where entertainment was put over safety. If a driver felt they had to pit for safety reasons then I am glad they took that step.
Lando is younger than Max but I don’t think we need to baby him in terms of his racing or in terms of giving him a free pass with what he says in the media. He is 24 years old, the same age Max was when Max won his first championship under very intense pressure.
I think you are correct about confidence or self worth affecting him. Whilst I wouldn't like to comment to much on his mentality, to me (and I don’t tend to watch too many of his interviews so I could be wrong) he seems to flop back and forth between being overly critical of himself and then also not taking accountability and saying someone else just had the fastest car or were lucky. I think it would be really good for him to be able to look as objectively as possible about where he has actually made mistakes and can improve but also being able to pick out the things he has done well and be proud of those things.
Overall I don’t think any drivers should have to put up with the amount of hate that they have to put up with but Lando is not the only one to receive hate and, dare I say it, I don’t even think it has been as vicious as some of the things I have seen over the years. Social media is toxic and people should be more mindful and realise these are real people - all of them!!
Also, once again lets be thankful that nobody was seriously hurt over the weekend and lets hope the Fia take steps to act more swiftly when safety cars and red flags are needed and that they put safety above other concerns.
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When you deliberately come to radfem tags (where you know that most of us are gender critical) and tell us that we need to be more "normal about dysphoria," what does that mean exactly? I get wanting to refrain from insults, but by "be normal about it" are you expecting us to use your preferred pronouns?
being gender critical does not magically absolve you of basic human decency. being gender critical does not magically make you an asshole who believes all dysphoria is social. if being a radical feminist makes you believe you know all the truths, and a dysphoric female person somehow does not, is stupid & naive & only dysphoric because of arbitrary gender roles & is uniquely misogynistic for it– then you clearly believe you stand on some moral high ground that i do not, that you are more of an activist than i am, and that you are overall more morally right than i am; simply on the basis of not having to suffer from a debilitating, disabling, painful condition. which is nothing but pure ableism. if being a radical feminist requires of you to completely ditch kindness, then perhaps it is not a good movement at all [i do not agree with this sentiment; radical feminism is good. what i’m saying is, your personal understanding & interpretation of it is not]. if you are going to prioritize “facts over feelings” when you could send a fellow “sister” into a dysphoric attack, then maybe you aren’t a good person, despite all of the preaching that you do. thankfully i myself am not sensitive to online misgendering, as i do not care what a complete stranger thinks & feels about me, but if you are going to purposely trigger someone’s dysphoria *to their face*, you should perhaps reconsider your morals and ethics. even if the person completely acknowledges their biological reality, doesn’t try to claim they’re the opposite sex, and is gender critical themselves– and yet you’re still attempting to harm them & push all of your “facts” to their nose, purposely trying to trigger dysphoric paranoia & force them to desperately “see” all of the “truths” your non-dysphoric brain is only capable of seeing, then maybe you really just are an edgy moron preaching a shitty transphobic ideology online. maybe all of your “class consciousness raising” & “desire to liberate the female class” is just a trench coat that hides your utter bigotry. that’s just my opinion, but what do i know? i am after all, just a naive little womanly woman girly girl 🤷🏻.
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And I don’t just mean this in a funny joking way, I’m dead serious. Chase it out of your spaces, if anyone in your circle starts talking about art they think should be banned, call them out for being a book burner, if someone tries to start a hate campaign on a trans woman who did the crime of having a kink be very open about how fucking weird that person trying to do it is. Actively mock people who could vote but didn’t or went third party, make it uncool to have black and white thinking.
Make it uncomfortable for people to try and talk purity in fan culture, don’t let them sea lion or try and turn away, call them cops, treat it like the invasion of privacy it is, read those books people want banned. Report people who send hate or spam tags. No mercy, no quarter.
Make it unpopular, openly roll your eyes at people who have 20 paragraph rainbow uwu dni banners. Don’t cower or justify, speak plainly that yeah, you do read that kind of story, why do you care? Why are you so interested in my sex life? Why are you invading my privacy? Make them seem like the weirdo cop who’s causing problems because they are! Don’t downplay yourself, be firm about your understanding about the differences between fiction and reality, about your beliefs on the lesser evil. Ask the questions youve been too polite to ask when confronted, openly point out hypocrisy.
Hell! Report worse offenders to actual organizations, if you know someone is an adult in anti or other kinds of purity circles, more closely look into what they’re doing and potentially be ready to report them for grooming kids because a lot of “safe adults” are actively sending kids porn. Go into their discord groups where they organize hate and report them for harassment and report users for sexual abuse. Hell, tell on those kids to their parents or authorities, contact that highschooler’s school with concerns.
Talk to your kids if you have to and make sure they understand this and if they start showing unusual purity obsessed behaviors get them to a therapist or professional asap. Talk to your friends who start leaning that way and make it clear you’re worried for them, treat it like you just got told they’re becoming interested in Scientology or some other cult, because it’s very much a cult. Like, it followed BITE near perfectly, purity culture is a cult.
Don’t beat yourself up for your failures as well, embrace that you are a sweaty animal who does weird things or likes unusual things and sometimes can’t do things, push back against the idea that you have to be pure and always have the Correct opinion, be wrong! Openly admit to being wrong! Be open about your mistakes! Allow yourself to step away from the discourse of the day and firmly state that you don’t need to fight whatever the internet has chosen as its battle ground and that this doesn’t make you a bad person.
People with purity complexes should not be allowed to yell their way into authority in fandom, and it’a getting to a point where we have multiple reports of it grooming young teens into situations where they end up in cult deprogramming. Purity Culture can’t just be ignored or blocked anymore, not when we have leftists cheering for fucking TRUMP because Harris wasn’t perfect, it’s out of hands, and it’s putting everything at fucking risk.
Stop playing nice, stop being the better person who just ignore and blocks and go “dude, you sound like a perverted cop” and then report them for sexual harassment. no more, im done with trying to play nice and stay in my own space, I’m calling you fancop, I’m calling you a swerf. I am done.
We are done pretending that fanfiction causes incest or rape or whatever when fucking game of thrones exist and got like five seasons, we are done pretending that fictions effect on reality is 1 to 1, we are done pretending that propaganda is overt blatant mind control and also a 5 kudosed fic on ao3. We are done acting like tweeting the correct opinion counts as activism and that anyone not doing that is a monster. No more indulging in trying to explain the nuances, no more pretending they care about the nuances. Be blunt about the fact they want to hurt people, make it blunt that they are bullies. Make it fucking weird and to hold those objectively untrue beliefs, make fun of them for sleeping through English class, treat it like fandom flat earth. It’s not true, none of it was ever true, it came out of fucking ship wars.
Maybe this is putting too much blame on purity culture, but you know what? I’m done caring, not when it’s groomed basically an entire generation to be okay with mob violence and the idea that you can put a quantifiable percentage of “good” to a person, that there is an objective good and bad side and that it is okay to do crimes against humanity if it’s the “bad side”, because it’s getting people killed, it’s ruining lives, and its starting to literally help destroy democracy.
Enough.
Honestly I think this has been a sign that we no longer need to try and tolerate or ignore purity culture, but that shit needs a hard stop now. I fully blame it as being one of the causes for the intense growing black and white thinking in a lot of youth or young adult spaces that prevents meaningful change or to take actions that help even if they aren’t perfectly pure
#this has been three am thoughts#I’m going to start calling these people swerfs because let’s be real#they’re basically fucking swerfs#don’t let them have silly titles like antis#call them racist swerfs
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some of the less nice thoughts about being aroace
extras below the cut
sketch
closeups on my favorite panels
bonus: adios
#doodles#kingdom hearts#roxas#axel#olette#aromantic#asexual#aroace#do i tag pence. hes in the background of one panel#ehhhh sorry pence no tag for you#also not tagging soriku and namixi#i mean by the logic of 'theyre in one panel so i wont tag them' i also shouldnt tag axel but. he has dialogue so#anyways i have a very irrational love of olette whenever i need a random side character in a kh comic? olette#i think she uses webmd. anyways im done talking about olette#so let me clarify about this comic#im aroace. this is all just things ive thought before#im not saying in any way these thoughts are real. theyre just thoughts#thats why it ends with 'but there isnt. its just me.' there IS nothing wrong with being aroace. even if it feels like it sometimes#im not trying to send a message im just trying to express a feeling ive had for a while#anyways. the aroace community is super positive and i like that. but not everything i feel about it is that positive#sometimes it feels like im missing something yknow#this comic seems like its about roxas. but its about me. congrats youve been fooled#drafted something similar to this for aro week but didnt finish it in time so this is spiritually part of asaw 2024#btw sorry im not posting as many drawings lately#schools kinda stressful im pretty tired and busy most the time#i am throwing this drawing to you like a slab of meat to a pack of hungry dogs. take this meager ration in these trying times#alright i think thats it bye now
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WELCOME TO PHIO'S EXTREMELY SELF INDULGENT AU HOUR!!!
"Oh, FINALLY, another visitor! It's so quiet in here, it's unnerving..."
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This AU was meant to be posted on halloween but eh.... Happy Thanksgiving? HAHAHHA
still dont have a name for it, but basically, back in october i was suddenly hit with the need to have a halloween au, so now we have ghost-ified prismo and vampire/witch-ified scarab :D ( although didnt finish the scarab reference spread in time because uh, school and i lost motivation unfortunately )
au synopsis and rambling below the cut!!
the premise of this au is simple : scarab is a real estate agent whos known for his manners ( never barges in, always waits to be invited! though it is a little weird how he keeps asking to be let inside even if they already agreed that he was going to come over... ) and efficiency at his job - that is, convincing people to buy high-end housing for a good price. although his social skills need some... work, his ability to persuade people isnt something to be laughed at.
unfortunately for him, persuading the higher-ups is a completely different story - which he learned the hard way after flunking something big for the company. they dont choose to fire him, no. instead, they put him through a trial, assigning him to sell their most unprofitable property : the mansion in a small town locally known for being haunted by an "evil spirit". if scarab manages to sell it (for good profit) within six months, he is excused and is able to go on with his job. if not... well, best not to think about it, yes? after all, he'll succeed with ease - all he has to do is dispel any worries about some fake "ghost" that only exists as a result of filthy rumors. maybe clean up the place. not too hard, right?
meanwhile, stuck inside said mansion is an extremely bored prismo. hes been hangin around this place for like... how many years now? forty? a hundred? meh, all the same, lately the place has been quieter than usual. i mean- of course people dont just walk into a creepy mansion every day, but there would usually be at least a few bold kids or vloggers coming in now and then for him to entertain but even then they wouldn't stay long ( for obvious reasons ). and now, just some unbound spirits or dumb animals would pass by and thats about it. a guy can only entertain himself for so long, yknow?
that is, until today. when some posh-looking business man entered the premises and started snooping around ( whats the deal with that, by the way?? ). must be prismo's lucky day!! this is the perfect chance to pull out all the stops and play the FUNNIEST prank ever! hah!
... oh. looks like things've gotten a little out of hand.
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WOOT WOOT WOOTTTTTTTTTTT!!! im so so happy to finish this because ohhhhh my god this has taken ages for no reason other than the fact that ive been really dragging myself to make presentable art JSNDJSJXNSJX.... i realize that i have never worked in real estate ( or at all ) which means i have probably fucked something up but uhh um ill deal with the backlash later :"D im also realizing how many odd unanswered bits and bobs this au is going to have in the future, which... i am ignoring for the most part for now, but there are SOME things that i DO have figured out like ghost lore... but thats for another time, for now i leave you with this >:)
#again i do apologize for not including scarabs reference SOB it was taking so looooong and if i didnt finish it by now i wouldve just never#posted it at ALL so im glad im able to get this out now#again still dont have a name... but would love suggestions if people have any :D#ive been thinking so hard about the name and havent landed on aaaanything dude#creepy crawlies? tell-tale?? witching hour?? GAHH THERES SO MANY OPTIONS AND I DONT KNOW WHETHER I WANT TO GO WITH SYMBOLISM OR SILLY SIMPL#but anyways time for real tags#prohibitedwish#prismo the wishmaster#scarab the god auditor#uhh idk what else to put HAHAHHA#dont wanna tag fionna and cake cause i feel like thats just a lie idk#ACKKK I CANT BELIEVE IM FINALLY POSTING THIS I AM. SO NERVOUS MY HANDS ARE SO SWEATY YOU DOTN EVEN KNOW#okay okay. sending post now oh god
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Sorry I really didn’t mean I’m attacking you or your ship. I also don’t think it’s a red flag, most gay men I saw don’t really like shuggy either. I mean, probably the entire world prefers any other shanks ships? On almost every site, con or store there’s always tons of mishanks and Bennshanks and never shuggy. I get it’s also about dynamic and connection those two pairs have, like with the parallels to other ships the base for them is extremely strong. But the minimal shuggy does speak volumes. I genuinely wonder about this. Shuggy is unpopular and again while I do agree there’s strong connection between “rival ships” I don’t think that’s the only reason… and like…. Buggy is ugly, isn’t he? He doesn’t have cool style, doesn’t look cool, makes ugly faces all the time, also is a coward. I like him as comedy character and shanks brother though!
I understand where you're coming from when you say Shuggy is unpopular amongst some people (actually, before anyone says anything. It IS an extremely popular ship in Japan but I have seen A LOT of hatred towards it in this side of the fandom, so that's what I'm talking about when I say it's unpopular). I have talked about this before. And I have said a lot of times that the reason why is often because people only focus on looks and Buggy is not conventionally attractive for the fangirly twinkified sexualized gaze numerous sides of the fandom and the general audience seek. Like, I am not forcing people to ship them, but I have had people admitting the only reason they don't is because of the looks, and I personally believe that is a very (despite valid, of course) dull way of seeing ships. And respectfully, I don't care that other gay dudes or all the people in the world agree with you. It's not a red flag to not like Shuggy, what it is a red flag, though, is to come into people's inboxes to do what you're doing!
I know you don't mean to attack me or anybody who ships them but your tone does wonders showing otherwise. Your perception of shipping is just based on looks and the fact that you came here, to a blog that explicitly ships these characters and is fond of Buggy, talking shit about one of the characters' looks... Is just straight-up mean and not following the social etiquette this site should follow, which is "let people do whatever the fuck they want".
So with all due respect, what makes you think I won't find your questions offensive in any way? Because you keep talking bad about a character I like in my inbox for literally no reason. Do you expect me to admit that the ship is unpopular because Buggy is ugly and boring? Well, I do admit people view him as ugly and only a comedy relief, but I don't. Expecting others to find beautiful and interesting the same things you do is having a very close-minded vision that One Piece's plot itself is against.
By the way, you're showing that you clearly don't like Buggy in the slightest because you're only talking about the traits that you find negative about him. But of course, you like him as comedy relief. Of course, you like him as a character in Shanks' story and not as a character himself. Despite Buggy having lots of depth. Your perception of these characters seems, in my opinion, extremely empty and, as I said, only based on looks. And you're free of shipping whatever you want however you want! But please, please, don't do this anymore. This is just petty high school mean girl behavior. Even Regina George would word this in a more polite way.
So, as a little advice for you, let people ship whatever they want without questioning their favorite characters! I am sure you will live a more peaceful life!
#this is my polite way of saying get the fuck out of my sweet sweet peaceful inbox !#i think i made pretty clear in the last ask that i did not agree with your views and that your tone was pretty much attacking me and others#and also???? NOT COOL??????? BUGGY????? ARE WE TALKING ABOUT THE SAME CHARACTER#ONLY COMEDY RELIEF?????????? sweetie you did NOT read chapter 1082 or. well. understand buggy's character at all#and to answer what you said in the last ask: no i do not think shanks should be with someone prettier bc shanks wants to be with buggy#and also who said shanks is the pretty one in that dynamic damnnn he is not the one who pulled cross guild let me tell you#okay i am being meannn i love shanks you all know i do but uhhh#buggy's character design and story are like. extremely way more colorful and interesting and it's obvious oda loves him so damn much#and nothing against you seeing them as brothers btw that's a reasonable view of the dynamic but#the wording makes it seem like you just care about shanks#and sending these asks to someone who obviously cares about both but is extremely fond of buggy is so ????#why#like why would you do it#don't you have better things to do 😭#not even gonna tag this as shuggy bc this is triggering my rsd and god i am sorry for the people reading this#i love you shuggy shippers mwah mwah#ask-bean!
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Fuck Marry Kill members of the bnha UA school staff
image randomizer here
#bnha#mha#ua staff#boku no hero academia#present mic#yamada hizashi#hizashi yamada#yell man#if you have gotten this far in the tags you may have noticed that i am not tagging anyone else: bc this is just a link to a pmic figure png#this poll is to see how many people will take it at face value and how many will notice. and also bc i think its a funny harmless lil joke#anyways. the tags are like the fine print of tumblr. dont say i didnt tell u about this joak this is me telling u here and now. send post
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while I’m talking about Apple White discourse I think I’m going to elaborate on what I said in my previous post and say that (in the most respectful way possible) I also think that Apple antis are equally shit at arguing their point sometimes.
For example, I partly agree if someone says that Apple’s redemption arch didn’t land for them, or that you think it should have gone much further, especially the latter point (although I would argue that’s down to inherent limitations of the medium). And there’s probably some valid points that I passionately disagree with as well. That’s the beauty of agreeing to disagree.
but all to often (and to be fair maybe it’s just poorly worded) I find myself reading posts that don’t seem to understand what a redemption arch is, or more annoyingly that a character being slow to come around and going back and forth is the sign of one being well written.
#If you think I should add a tag to this so people can filter it out please tell me#I would already be doing that but I don’t know what that tag would be?#Also someone please send me an ask on my main blog about my opinions on Azula discourse and how it’s similar to all this#Because I am more than ready to BURN BRIDGES over it#apple white#ever after high#eah#fandom salt#Is this a spicy take?#Idk maybe
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Came running here the second I had this thought. Would you have fucked Filthy Frank?
oh my God this is the WORST suggestion i have ever received, give me strength 💀💀💀💀💀 how dare you bring Filthy Frank into my inbox. Francis of the Filth. is nothing sacred? 😭😭😭
i know i pride myself on being a fan of some real crusty degenerate characters, but man, this is low 🙈🙈🙈 i vividly remember watching Filthy Frank engaging in weird ass sadomasochistic challenges with other YouTubers (Deadly Twister anyone?) when i was younger, but...
no. no, not Frank. i think i respect myself too much for that 😂😂😂
#congratulations on sending a suggestion which physically made me recoil 💀💀💀 talk about a 'hear me out'#i am not shaming a single person and George Miller is a handsome guy but. i think being in Frank's presence would give me tumours#i recognise that i may have dodged the question somewhat but i am choosing to not answer the underlying 'is Filthy Frank fuckable'#and to also ignore 'have you ever found Filthy Frank fuckable' entirely#but i am choosing to keep my mental peace and my reputation (dubious though it is) intact 😂😂#filthy frank#francis of the filth#george miller#joji#f/o suggestions#starleskasks#naughty tag#suggestive
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commissions!
the job search is taking a while so i'm opening commissions to get some extra money for food and things of such nature
3 slots for now!
details:
pay platform: https://hipolink.me/seefaster (uses paypal and card)
- i don't do RPS (Real Person Shipping) or NSFW
- payment upfront
- refunds are currently not available
- +50% of the price per additional character
- +10-20$ for background
please DM me if you want to claim a slot!
edit: had to make payment fully upfront because the platform fees are really bad and i end up getting a lot less money if i split the payment
#commissions#< this is my comms tag if you want to see commissions i've done before#also i know the examples are kind of inconsistent in style so feel free to dm me with any questions you might have about that lol#you can also just send me a picture of mine that you want your comm to look like and we'll work from there#if i don't reply right away i am probably asleep! european timezone and all#i realize opening commissions when i post like a picture a month at best is wishful thinking however we live in a society
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