#im back on my source bullshit look out

[itsyourstarboy]

Streamer!Honey Headcanons Pt.3

First Part Next Part

It’s about damn time I made part 3, and this is, once again, less headcanons and more just Guy interrupting Honey’s stream

Okay so, we’ve talked about how Honey’s fan base likes to theorize on their and Guy’s relationship. Some fans think they have mutual crushes on one another, some think they’re secretly dating, some think they’re just roommates.

Chat asks Honey questions about their love life all the time, and Honey has fun by always giving vague answers.

Even Guy has joined in on occasion.

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HoneysHeaven: are you single??

"Guy, what the actual fuck."

Answer the damn question 👁️👁️

Not him flirting in front of 176k people 🤣🤣

HoneysHeaven: are you though??

My man's is just shooting his shot, give him a break

Honey pinches the bridge of their nose and sighs, though the way the corner of their mouth twitches upward is poorly hidden. "No, I'm not single."

👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀👀

✍️[Honey]✍️is✍️not✍️single✍️

OH SO NOW WE GET A STRAIGHT ANSWER

OOOOHHHH B))))))

CLIP FOR PROOF CLIP FOR PROOF NO TAKE BACKS

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Wait but is Guy single?

That's the real question ^^^

HoneysHeaven: I'm dating the most loving, caring, sweetest person in the world 🥰🥰

AAWWWWW

IM GONNA BARF

So not [Honey] then?

XD

HES SO WHOLESOME OMFG

AGSKSGSKDGDKF

BAHAHAHAHAHAHA

SOMEONE SAID SO NOT [HONEY] THEN 😂😂😂😂😂😂

LMAOOO

DAMN BRO WHO PISSED IN YOUR CHEERIOS???

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And even when he's not there, Chat often speaks on his behalf.

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When are you going to ask out your roommate?

"I don't have a roommate."

Machoke? More like choke me-

YES YOU DO??

tf

LIAR LIAR PLANTS FOR HIRE

Who the hell is that dude in your house then 🤨🤨🤨🤨

GUY THEY'RE TALKING ABOUT GUY WHEN ARE YOU GONNA ASK OUT GUY

THIS IS BULLSHIT WE CANT TAKE THEIR WORD FOR IT

Is Guy in the chat rn?? We need to check your sources

"I am not lying, I swear on my goldfish's grave. Guy isn't my roommate, he's just some stray that followed me home one day and now he won't fucking leave."

Ouch

THAT WHY HE LOOK LIKE A WET NOODLE??

Nah nah, we all know you keep him around on purpose 😏😏😏

WE DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT HE LOOKS LIKE-

A WET NOODLE!? EXCUSE ME!?

★someone donated $20★

Go ask Guy out right now and I'll give you another 80 dollars

Honey scrunches their nose and hums, as if thinking, "I'd love to, but... Guy isn't here right now."

NOOOO WE WERE SO CLOSE

BRIBERY WORKS BUT AT THE WORST OF TIMES

Where is he???? He's not supposed to be outside all alone :(

YOU'D LOVE TO??? 👀👀👀👀

WHAT THEN CALL HIM OR SMTH

YES

CALL HIM

PUT HIM ON SPEAKER SO WE CAN SAY HI

"wha- I can't just call him, he's at work. Do you guys want him to get fired?"

NO

No

Change of plans, we can wait until next stream

We'll get 'em next time boys

It's for the best, no one wants to get asked out over the phone

True true

Teaching [Honey] How to Flirt; Lesson 152: don't ask someone out over the phone

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★someone donated $10★

Is Guy there?

"yeah...?"

★someone donated $70★

Cool cool heres the last of that 100 I promised you, now go ASK GUY OUT

OMGOMGOMG

ITS HAPPENING EVERYBODY STAY CALM

AAAAAAHHHHHHH

I SAID STAY FUCKING CALM

AAHLFVAKCBGSNAFAGRCKXN

Sorry

YES YES YES YES YES

👁️👁️🤳 I'm ready and waiting

Honey smirks, and pulls off their headphones. They get out of their chair and open the door to the hallway.

They then sit back down in their chair, yell "GUUYY" (which has him stumbling over himself because they never yell for him like that), and wait.

Guy rushes to Honey, but stops short of entering the room when Honey puts their hand out, "no, no, don't come in, I'm still streaming."

Guy puts a hand over his heart and let's out a breath, "holy shit, Honey, I thought you were being murdered or something." Then he laughs that adorable laugh of his because he's so precious.

Honey can't suppress the chuckle that bubbles up in their throat, "no, I'm fine. Chat just wanted me to ask you something."

Honey spared a quick glance at their monitor, biting their lip to try and hide the devilish smirk that was forming across their features.

ITS HIM ITS HIM

MY BOOOYYYY

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

AAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRDDDHDHHDJJ

What the hell is happening to you people y'all need some jesus tf 🛐✝️✝️

THIS IS IT THIS IS WHAT WE'VE BEEN WAITING FOR

I DONT NEED JESUS I NEED A FUCKING STRAIGHT JACKET HOOOOOOOWWEEEEEEEEEE

Oh my god 🙊🙊🙊

🎶the best time to wear a striped sweaterrrrr🎶

Guy giggles, "what?"

Honey fails at their weak attempt to hide their smile, biting their tongue as a last ditch effort before giving way, "get out."

Guy laughs through his words, a more confused tone taking place as he repeats his last question, "what?"

Honey stands from their chair again, and leans against the open door. The way it opens inward perfectly covers Guy from view of the camera.

They lean in, a loving smile splaying their lips and lighting up their eyes as they grasp the collar of his shirt to pull him in.

Chat can't see how their faces are only inches apart, they can only hear how Guy let's out a sound of surprise.

Honey plants a chaste kiss on the corner of Guy's mouth and then loosens their grip on his collar in exchange for placing their hand flat on his chest.

Chat can only hear Honey repeat, "get out," when they gently shove Guy backwards so they can close the door again. Their face displays a cheeky grin as they stifle a soft laugh at the sound of a very flustered, and probably offended, Guy.

Then they sit back in their chair and turn their attention back to their stream.

WHAT THE ACTUALLY FRICK WAS THAT??

NOOOOOOOO

DONT GO BACK TO PLAYING UNDERTALE LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED EXPLAIN YOURSELF RIGHT NOW

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YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO ASK HIM OUT??

Honey feigned confusion as they quirked an eyebrow at the message, "I did ask him out."

NO TF YOU DID NOT

They did not just say that

I

Want

To

Murder

GODDAMNIT

Calm down satan

THIS IS TOO CRUEL EVEN FOR YOU

NOOOO HE SOUNDED SO CONFUSED 😭😭

"I really don't understand what you guys are talking about. I asked him to get out, that's what you all wanted."

MOTHERFU-

THAT IS NOT WHAT ASKING SOMEONE OUT MEANS AND YOU KNOW IT

Teaching [Honey] How to Flirt; Lesson 153: asking someone out means to ask someone on a date

SHUT UP

THEY ALREADY KNOW THAT THEY'RE JUST MEAN

I want my 100 dollars back /hj

[Honey] is deceitful and finds joy in manipulating the emotions of others. I believe they may be some kind of sadist.

Kinky

Y'all need to chill fr

GUYS GUYS LOOK SOMEONE CLIPPED IT HE CALLED THEM HONEY 🥺🥺

"oh, shi-"

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Honey has adjusted their streaming schedule to line up with Guy's work schedule. This way, he will interrupt them less.

It's a win win for the both of them, because when Guy gets home after a day at work, all he wants is love and affection which he cannot get if his honey is streaming.

But there are times when the stream goes on longer than expected, or Guy gets off early.

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Honey was playing Life is Strange when they heard the front door open. They paused for a moment, expecting to hear Guy's usual "Honey, I'm home" call to announce his presence.

But it didn't come.

They paused the game and lowered their headphones, confusion evident on their face as they turned in their chair slightly, listening to the sounds of Guy putting down his work bag and taking off his shoes.

When the noises stopped, Honey assumed Guy must've just had a long day. They decided they'd check on him after they wrapped up this stream.

A few minutes went by; Honey had nearly forgotten Guy was home, it was so quiet.

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HoneysHeaven: Honeeyyy :(

There he is.

The way he typed out their nickname and added a frowny face made them feel soft, and they practically had to physically restrain themself from going, "what, baby?"

Instead they said, "what is it, Guy?"

awwww

He's calling them Honey 🥺🥺🥺🥺

Who made our boy sad??

HoneysHeaven: I'm dyiiing :((

I want to kiss chloe so bad u have no idea

WHAT

OH NO 😰

SOMEONE CALL 911 🚑🚑🚑🚑🚑🚑

NO GOD PLEASE TAKE ME INSTEAD 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Honey left the room without a second thought, their feet leading them straight to where Guy had bundled himself up on the couch. The TV was on, playing the cartoon network channel for some reason, and the lights were off save for a table lamp.

Holding his phone in front of his face while he lay on his side, he turned to look at Honey when he heard their footsteps.

His hair was a mess, he had bags under his eyes, and his cheeks were flushed.

"Honeeyyy," he pouted, his voice coming out strained and scratchy.

Guy had come home sick.

They checked his temperature, got him a cold cloth, brought him medicine, and basically played nurse before finally returning to their stream.

They'd only been gone for 15 minutes.

WHAT DO WE DO WHAT DO WE DO

OH GOD THIS IS TERRIBLE

WE HAVE TO SAVE THEM THATS WHAT WE HAVE TO DO

EVERYONE CALM DOWN

WE GOTTA CALL THE NAVY

What is happening?

I CANT TAKE THIS THE STRESS IS TOO MUCH

I hope Guy is ok 😭

THE ROBOTS ARE RUNNING THE NAVY

NOT THE NAVY 😰😰😰😰😰😰

Guys I'm getting in my helicopter, who wants a ride?

AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

ME

ME

ME TOO

🚁🚁🚁🚁🚁🚁

WAIT EVERYONE THEYRE BACK

Honey gets back to find the chat in utter chaos, but they assure them that everything is fine. Guy is just dramatic.

Things went back to normal for about half an hour.

But then the door opened, and two hands appeared, just in view, flat on the floor.

Honey turns around to see this, "Guy, what are you doing?"

They only get a tired groan, that sounds more like a whine, in response.

Oh nooooo 🥺🥺

Our boy is sicky ☹️☹️☹️

❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

I'll get the rabies shot ready

Honey crouches in front of Guy, who is sprawled out face first on the floor. "Are you wearing my hoodie again?"

Another hum of discomfort. He really isn't feeling well.

They place their hand on his head and pet his hair, tilting their head slightly and speaking in a low voice, "what do you need, baby?"

Guy made "hmph" noise, and tapped his hands which were still stretched out in front of him.

Honey stood, and made their way back over to their computer.

Hope he gets better soon ❤️

Aw my goodness he's wearing their hoodie 😍😍

I'm sick too me and guy are twinsies fr

Are we just gonna ignore that th-

They ended the stream. They don't have time to do their regular sign off, they have a sick Guy to take care of.

[god-is-a-dyke]

yes i am putting off editing by scrolling through the patho tag after like weeks...... what about it?

[hobisstar]

You Mean The World To Me

| HII! this is a 3rd part to You Are Coming To Smackdown One Way Or Another. i havent had the energy to write so please bare with me.

Tag List: @broken-lunatic @windhamsrotunda @itjazzbicch @lalaooopsie @starwithaheart @pitlissa22 @ti777any

this is pretty short but HEY LOL AT LEAST ITS OUT

warnings: cheating, mentions of cheating, roman being a dick, swear words. roman trying to guilt trip. ROMAN IS AN ASS IN HERE SO YOUR WARNING IS RIGHT HERE!

it’s the new year! Y/N is womens champion on RAW after she beat Becky at Day 1.

Roman was happy but still felt as if the same could’ve happened at smackdown. he wants his girl closer, he misses her but to be truly honest he hasn’t been the best boyfriend either.

he’s been avoiding her and of course Y/N being even more stubborn she avoided him back. she doesn’t understand him anymore, it’s been months since the draft and Roman still can’t understand that she isn’t leaving RAW.

Current day, Y/N has been hanging with Becky and Rollins a lot more lately on raw. Roman hasn’t spoken to her and she isn’t going to force him. she sees this as the last straw of the relationship and maybe they’ve just out grown eachother.

It was the weekend and she usually practices at this time of day but something besides roman has been bothering her. the rumors.

rumor has it Roman has been sleeping around with someone since she has left Smackdown. she’s not aware of who but people say it’s Sasha or Charlotte. she had enough of hearing about it so after practice she was definitely going to see if this rumor had any source to it.

“alright! you did good today same time sunday and we can get you up to date before Rumble.” y/n nodded to her trainer and got her things together to go back to her shared apartment with roman.

walking outside she saw roman’s truck outside her practice gym and sighed. “great he’s here.” she mumbled. she looks around and saw roman kissing sasha.

as much as she wished the rumors weren’t true that right there just proved everything. as soon as she looked away she saw Roman look directly in her direction and started opening the door. “ Y/N- princess wait-“ he said getting out the door. he got to her in time and tried to stop her from getting inside her car.

“roman, if i were you i’d get your cheating hands off my fucking car.” she looked at him with anger. “No, we need to talk.” he said and opened the back seat and pushed her in soon sliding in.

“ WE? Since when was this relationship even an two way? you’ve never included me in shit since the draft and now i see why.

you’ve been putting your cock in other bitches while i work my ass off to keep a smile on your face. if you are going to cheat dont do some dumb shit in broad fucking daylight.”

y/n was livid. she’s had enough of roman’s bullshit and it was time he finally got her true feelings on what she really felt.

“ Y/N, she kissed me first. i swear to you i never touched her before that. you have all the right to be pissed at me and want me out of your sight. i understand but-“

“ it’s always a but with you Roman! But what about me. But what about our future of running the company together. but i need you. but i love you.

but i miss you. but but but! i’m tired of all the lies you’ve told to me. i don’t give a damn if you haven’t touched her before then. i saw you kissing her NOW! we are done.

i thought maybe we could work it out but the way you just did that oh that was like god slapping a fat yes on my forehead. you’ve been doing whatever since when? Last year roman! last fucking year. i’m done get the hell out my car and never show your damn face again.” she got up out the back seat and went around to open his side of the car. she needed him out before she said anything else.

“ fine, fine. i deserve that.” he got up. “ But im telling you this now that i’m not leaving you. i can’t bare having to actually loose you completely. Baby girl, you are my world. the step mother to my kids, they love you. I love you! you can’t just walk out on us. please y/n..” he said standing infront of her.

she never answered and won’t. “ Fine you wont answer. Cool, Great.” he said walking away going to his truck. Y/N without hesitation closed the door and got in the front seat driving off instantly. Roman sat there in disbelief. are they officially over? did he really let his love of his life walk out on him and his family? “ No No, Roman you got this. you need her. she needs time to think about everything. give her space and time to thin- smh space literally what i’ve been doing since october. she stuck by me even when i wanted to drag her to smackdown so i can have my lover near by, and i throw it away because of temptation? what type of ass am i?” he leaned back in the driver’s seat and sighed trying to keep the tears from running.

it was over. they were over. of course here was the next big step, getting her things out the apartment without roman being near to talk her ear off.

Monday would do but she has work so she would have to either go today or tomorrow.

“shit” she mumbled sighing loudly. she started her car and pulled off going in the direction of the shared apartment. Y/N was aware the kids weren’t home they were with roman’s mother this weekend.

once she pulled up she got out and went straight for the door. Yeah, Roman wasn’t there but she knew he would be back soon. She went up to the room and started packing her belongings. Slowly but at good speed.

She was so busy packing she didn’t hear roman’s car pull up or him opening the door or walking up the stairs. “Babygirl? We really need to talk..” he said which snapped her focus back to reality. His voice made her jump a little but nothing to make her scream.

“Roman Reigns we have nothing to talk about. You… You are the worst person ever. The fact that i was gonna really try to come see you this week and that is how i see you in after what months? i have nothing more that i want to say to you” Y/N looked at him then tried to get back to packing but he closed the closet door and stood in front of it.

“ Babe… i know what everything might’ve look like but i promise i want no one but you. Y/N L/N i want you and only one. My babies love you and that makes me love, want and need you even more. i’m not in the right mind without you baby and you know that. i fucked up big time and if i could i’d erase that mistake. just please, please don’t leave me, or the kids” Roman got on his knees and grabbed her hand.

“Roman, I….

to be continued…

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DUN DUN DUNNNNNNN!

HI MY LITTLE BABIES I HAVENT UPDATED IN FOREVER AND THATS BECAUSE LIFE JUST KICKED ME IN THE ASS HARSHLY FOR AWHILE BUT I GOT MY LIFE TOGETHER AND NOW IM BETTER THAN EVER BABYYYYYY!!!!

[xxazura-leexx]

Oryx x Male reader

"As long you're always be with me"

Request by: @justagenderfluidstuff (I'm sorry i accidently deleted the request that you send in my box, i hope you dont get mad 😭🙏)

*This place take from Rainbow Six Siege Terrorist Hunt*

Characters: Saif "Oryx" al-hadid

Games/Movies: Rainbow Six Siege

Genre: Angst to Fluff

!!Warning!!: Bloods, slight Gore, Knife, Guns, Kidnapping, bruises

Summary: You're one of the operators in Rainbow and the lover of Oryx, But one day you got knocked out by unknown group...

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°(m/n) pov°

It was a normal day in Rainbow base, i was sitting on the couch watching tv with IQ and Dokkaebi, Suddenly Jager and Blitz came out from kitchen with some hot cocoa and foods on their hands

"Hey guys! We brought some drinks and foods i hope i didn't distrubing y'all" Blitz Snickered while placing the hot drinks and food on the table

"Thats fine, also did you know the news this days?" IQ saying, her eyes looking at four of us

"Huh? What's news?" Dokkaebi said, sipping her drink almost dropped it

"There was a terrorist attack in the bank, and alot of the people missing in the city so,Six mission us to killed from the White Masks and save the survivors" IQ said while eating the donut that on the table

"So, we gonna save them tomorrow?" I asked while drinking your drink

"Probably yes,some the operators has left on the mission so its seven of us will be tomorrow mission" IQ said, i get up from the couch and heading to my dorm in upstairs.

While walking to i dorm, someone was spying on me. Istopped anx took a look to the left and right.

'Huh maybe just my imagination' as i continue walking to my dorm, When i got infront of my dorm something was hit my head and i tried to scream but something cover my mouth and i begin to lost conscious. My body begin to hit the cold floor

"Boss we success to kidnapped him" an unknown person talking to phone

"Good, as soon you got here i want you to interrogate him" A voice from the phone speak as he soon closed the call

"Come on, grab the body and leave. We gonna get found out by them.

~Next Day~

°Author Pov°

The rest of the operators has back from their mission and getting back from their dorms

Oryx was heading to his boyfriend dorm, as he open the door it was quite and cold. He get inside the dorm looking for his boyfriend but failed.

"Guys! Have you all seen (m/n)?, hes not in his dorm" Oryx said while sweat coming from his forehead

"No, we saw him yesterday lastly before hes heading to his dorm" IQ said while fixing her gadget

"I think hes getting kidnapped." Everyone look at the source of the voice, it was Nokk. She was leaning against the kitchen table

"I saw hit got kidnapped by White masks and they take him from some where" She said while fixing her helmet

"Wes have to save him fast as we could, Oryx you're coming with us." Ash said, Giving a nod from the tall male while walking from the room.

~In the another place~

°(m/n) pov°

As soon i start to wake up from conscious, i felt my arms and legs got tied by ropes. As soon i saw a group of 6 people with whute mask covered their faces as the one of the point the gun at my head.

"Answer us the truth or you have to face your end here" He said with a gun still pointing at my head

"Bullshit!! Im not gonna tell it you morons- AHHHH!!!" My voice got cut off, as soon i look up one of White Mask pulled a knife and stabbed it to my legs

'Shit, it hurt like hell. These bastards gonna pay for it' in my thought, as i tried to talk again the White mask begin to punched me in the face as i hold myself

"TELL ME THE INFORMATION OF THE RAINBOW OR WE'LL MAKE YOU SUFFER HERE!!!" he said, while grabbing my shirt and start to punch me

As soon i feel dizzy, i heard a gun shot and a door slam. It was The Rainbow Team with My lovely Boyfriend,Oryx. As they killed the White Masks, oryx rushes to the door and kick it and finding me got beaten up badly by the one of the white mask

Oryx killed the man with a knife and untied me from the chair. "(M/n)! I thought they killed you, what happened!?" he start to panic at my sight as i place my hand to his chest "They just interrogate me to giving the information of Rainbow, but i refuse to" i chuckled as i see Oryx smiling and kisses my forehead.

"Now lets go back to the base and let Doc treat your wounds" he said and walking out from the room.

~After getting back from the mission~

°Oryx pov°

As soon we arrive at the base, i start running to the Doc Office and place (m/n)on the bed

"Is hes gonna be okay, Doc?" i start looking at him with worried looks. "Hes fine, but his left leg got injured and need to be treat it as soon as possible, so he need alot of rest from now on. And im gonna tell Six about the situation, now excuse me i have to leave now" Doc said, while walking out to Six office

I begin to sigh in relief while i look my boyfriend as he start to wake up.

"Uhhh.. W-what happened?" he asked, as he look around. "Nothing happened, you just got injured from the mission" as i stroke his head while looking at him with adore eyes

"Hey oryx can i ask you something?" he asked as i look at him with confused looks

"What wrong?" i said, his face begin to turn red and his mouth stutter to speaking "W-will you m-marry me?" he said while looking away with his red tomato face

My face got red and nervously to answer it but i tried "Yes. I-i will marry you and take you as my lovely husband" i said while grabbed his hand and kisses on top of it

"Promise me as i always be with you?" he said, as i hugged him and rubbed his back "As long you're always be with me" i said as i kisses him on the lips and both of us begin to fall asleep.

🌸He gonna be married the man the he loved, as long hes always be with him.

🌸•°The end°•🌸

I hope you guys like the fics of this writing, you can request me as long as you like ^^

[sysmedsaresexist]

Maybe its bad on my part but im native, trans, bi, afab and disabled... Ill never get an actual diagnosis just because of one of those but all 5? No way and tbh... I dont think it'll do me any good other than give me another hurdle when it comes to getting gender affirming care or adopting or even getting treated like an adult. Me and my system are ok and i dont experience distress from my system enough to think i need psychological help.

Idk if i can handle some white ass cishet abled doctor walking up and saying i dont have it and gaslighting me.

I hope this dosent conceded cause thats not my intention but even though im anti-endo, i get their distrust in the medical system and why diagnosis is something many wont persue. 1 because many of them know the doctor will diagnosis them correctly(as having trauma or having something different) and 2 because american doctors are not a safe place like... Ever. If your not a cishet abled white man.

So, a lot to cover here.

I'm white, afab, trans, bi, with multiple partners. I was diagnosed at about 21, and I've been in and out of therapy ever since. I'm also Canadian. Getting diagnosed was the best thing to ever happen for me, and I have several friends with the same experience.

And several who had bad experiences.

My experience will not be everyone's.

I am not pushing for anyone to get diagnosed. Doing so is a personal choice, and a decision that should be made by you, and your therapist if you have one. There are many reasons someone might get diagnosed (access to resources and specific care, financial support, etc) and just as many reasons someone might not want to get diagnosed. You also don't need a diagnosis to get the help you need.

What I DO want to people to hear is: whatever decision you make, do it with the REAL facts.

If you're going to choose not to get diagnosed, don't do it based on bullshit you see or hear on the internet. I made a post several months ago about someone going around saying that a diagnosis will stop you from getting housing, a job, and being able to buy alcohol, of all things, as if you have to present your mental papers to the cashier.

None of those are true. Gender affirming care also can be still be given and received, with an added step of a psychiatric evaluation (which is mandatory in Canada anyways for everyone, regardless of mental health, so if you think about it, you're not really losing anything). You can still adopt and have a family. You can own a home and have a job.

If you take anything away from my blog, it should be this:

Know your rights, and know how to exercise them

There are assholes everywhere, I'm not denying that. There are people who will bend rules and laws and who will use personal information (like diagnoses) against you. I'm not blaming anyone who has had this happen to them, either, as if they should have preemptively known better. No, that's not it at all.

Being aware that it happens, though, know that you have rights-- you're protected by employment, privacy, and human rights laws (yes, even in America, I debunk more American myths than Canadian). You do not need to disclose for work, except for positions in the military, certain healthcare positions, and when working with vulnerable sectors, and even in those cases, not always, and it can't affect their decision to hire you. You don't need to disclose for housing. You don't need to tell anyone anything, and you shouldn't, unless you need reasonable accommodations, and once they have that information, it can't be used against you. Don't let them. Easier said than done, I know, I've let things slide myself that, looking back, I wish I hadn't. Sometimes it's just easier, even if it's not right.

Point is, when in doubt, question everything. Do your own research, find your own answers, look for sources, question facts you see that aren't cited.

When you make decisions for yourself, be certain you're making it for the right reasons, and with the right information.

[wizkiddx]

hiii!!! omg please please pleasee do a part two of 3 hearts broken cus it fucking slaps miss girl

part 2 to 3 broken hearts!!! ive been so 🥺 at all the lovely comments+interest pt 1 had so thanku all !

summary: serious serious angst again will tom somehow get it back (unlike looking cos boy is a fool)

warnings: again lots of swearing (im British sorry not sorry) / wayyyy too much tea / slating Dom abit (obvs fictional but idk if I like the guy sorry his opinions are :/) / commitment issues

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read part 1 here!!!!

That was three days ago now. Three days since you'd spoken to your boyfrien- well, Tom. It wasn't evident what the situation was.

The typical British weather brought with it the most ironic pathetic fallacy you could ever see. The clouds were dark and glooming, firing angry pellets of rain out as hard as they could. When you had pulled up on the roadside, it had just been a light drizzle but synchronised with your anxiety levels rising - so did the rain. When you finally opened up the car door, you threw your hoodie open with a sigh before running up the pathway to the front door.

It was the same burgundy red that you knew so well, but this time instead of just letting yourself in - you stood in the rain used the brass knocker thing twice. To be honest, you were hoping that no one was home - but in that house, it was pretty unlikely. After 30 seconds of getting drenched in the downpour, you were about to let yourself in with the spare key before the door swung open.

"Oh! Er Y/n?"

"Yeh um hi." You had to shout a bit over the sound of what must now be classified as a storm.

"Toms not-"

"I know. Can I come in?" As awkward and stunted as this conversation was, if you didn't get out of the rain asap you would literally end up drowned.

“Oh er yeh-yeh yeh come in.”

Harry stammered as he held the door open, gesturing for you to enter into the tiled hallway. Gratefully, you followed, throwing your sopping wet hood back down and wiping your feet on the floor.

"Sorry for just showing up, but I left some scripts here. My management are on my arse to read them and-"

"And you waited till Tom left for mum and dads?" The fluffy-haired boy has caught you red-handed; there was no defence, so you didn't even try.

Because yes, you knew on a Friday afternoon when Tom was home he would always, like clockwork, go to his parents just to kick back and watch gogglebox with both of them. It was only natural then that you chose Friday afternoon to come and pick up your stuff.

"I've been waiting in my car for half an hour till I saw him leave." Harry half laughed at that, still the two of you standing opposite each other in the hallway. "Um, do you… do you hate me Harry?"

Clearly, he hadn't quite been expecting your question going by the way his eyes almost bugged out his head.

"No, I-I, of course, I don't… look, I'm home alone so you fancy a cuppa?" Not being able to help the small chuckle, you nodded appreciatively, following Harry through the house.

"Your answer to everything is tea."

Harry had prepared the two mugs in silence as you sat at the table waiting patiently - if nervously too. You didn't miss how Harry had still used your favourite mug, having had to dig through the cupboard to find the weird square-shaped thing. Once done, he rounded the kitchen island and placed it in front of you, which you instantly cradled in two hands - for the hope of warming you up.

"You cold?" Obviously, it was pretty evident that sitting in your rain-soaked hoodie was not cosy at all. "Hang on a sec."

The boy sprung up again, returning moments later with a hoodie in hand, one he offered out to you with a little smile. The issue was that him and Tom shared clothes, so the hoodie he was kindly offering to you also had been worn by Tom before. Which made it hurt a little bit to wear. It was better than sitting soaked through though.

"How have you been then?"

"Not the best, to be honest, but uh… how about you?"

"Being with Tom while he's fighting with you? Oh, it's a barrel of laughs. You might've escaped it, but I haven't." He was trying to lighten the mood, and you appreciated it, offering him a half-smile that didn't really meet your eyes.

"Yeh sorry about that."

"Don't apologise; it doesn't sound like it's your fault Y/n."

That surprised you. Tom, especially when he was in moods like he was when you argued, wasn't one to admit when he was wrong. It was usually how the world was against him and how he was so hard done by. Accepting responsibility was something he hadn't said to you yet - but at least, small steps.

"He say that?"

"Pretty much… doesn't seem like he's angry at you, but-but he's still angry."

"At the world?" You rolled your eyes; this seemed to be the same old Tom through and through. Still immature. Still not with the right mindset.

"At himself." Harry countered, slightly entertained, when he saw the flash of surprise in your face as he sipped his drink. "And me… if I dare to so much as breathe this week."

This time you properly laughed, and Harry joined in too before the room fell back to silence - except the noise of the rain hitting the garden patio slats. You swirled the tea round in your mug, feeling the brunette's eyes on you. He'd always been your fake little brother too, since you'd met the Hollands way back 3 and a half years ago. Tom and yourself were barely adults, which meant the twins were still proper children. Harry had always been the one that understood you. Hollands, by nature, loved humans - loved to talk, to chat, to gossip. But sometimes, doing all that socialising got too much for you, as it did for Harry. He was the only one that seemed to understand social exhaustion. So when those moments had hit, you'd kept each other company in silence.

He got you, sometimes in ways your own boyfriend didn't.

"You know why he got so worked up, right?" You shook your head, looking up curiously. "Dad got under his skin on his birthday zoom thing."

Ah, now that did seem to coincide with the start of Tom's more petulant phase. To be fair, Tom had been asking to move in together for near enough a year now - but it was only in the past month it seemed to be the only thing you'd talk about and obviously only three days since the flight back. Dom's birthday barely a week ago, whilst you and Tom were both filming - except Tom had managed to get a day off where you hadn't. So you hadn't heard this conversation.

"What'd he say?"

"Was talking about how he and mum were settling down at Toms age, joked about how you rejected him, said maybe you were holding out for something better."

"Something better?" Harry sighed, leaning forward onto his elbows.

"He'd seen an article just off a trashy tabloid… it named you Hollywood's golden girl or something, said you could have the pick of any person on the planet…"

Of all the people in the world, why is Tom affected by shit journalism? He knows how much bullshit people write. He knows how it's all made up, exaggerated nonsense. And what he should know, completely and totally, is how much you love him. And if he didn't, was that your fault? Had you done something wrong, something to make him doubt you?

Harry seemed to notice the internal dialogue going on in your head, adding to the point. "It wasn't the article though, it was the fact dad said it."

Hmmm.

You and Dom got on; it wasn't like you hated the possible future father in law or whatever. Just…. you had very different outlooks. As much as Tom prided himself on how' grounded his family keeps him' -to you at least, they aren't entirely at sea level either. They'd never really had any particular struggles in life. They were the definition of middle class, and that's about it. They lived in a posh suburb of London, had all their family still around. It was the perfect family.

And whilst you were in no illusions about how privileged your life was now. It hadn't always been. You'd never had the 'nuclear' family. Instead, only your dad and a string of dodgy and fleeting stepmothers while struggling to make ends meet. So you were just always wary of Dom, of his opinions that so often his boys took for gospel. They always seemed pretty sheltered and close-minded.

And yet, Tom was a grown man.

"I get that, I just… Tom should know that we know more about our relationship than his dad. I mean,… have I done something wrong? Made him think I'm not in this for the long haul?"

"No nonono Y/n he's just… well he's an idiot, isn't he? I don't think he properly understands why you're cautious about moving and everything. He's just an idio- "

Harry was cut off for lightly insulting his brother by the sound of the front door opening, both of your heads swivelling towards the source. You then met Harry's eyes in a panic, to which he replied relatively simply.

"Just talk to each other. For my sake." You would've argued if it weren't for the fact you were so focused on Tom's shuffling around in the entrance hallway - back early from his parents.

"Baz? Where you at? I thought I saw Y/n's car and-"

"Kitchen!!!" Before Tom could say anything else, possibly landing himself in more trouble, Harry interrupted as his chair screeched while standing up. And then Tom was just there. Standing in the doorway, his arms dropping limply to his side as he noticed you. Everything about that moment seemed to freeze, when you locked eyes with him for the first time in three days. It didn't go unnoticed, the way his Adams apple bobbed, the way his eyes widen. The boy looked plain and simply terrified.

It was Harry who broke the silence, after giving you a stern look that said 'stay'. The younger Holland boy walked up to Tom and spoke.

"Try actually talking and actually listening about your problems with each other." And then he was gone, down the hallway and up the stairs.

For a few moments, Tom stayed absolutely stationary, now staring at where Harry had been when speaking to the both of you (but mainly Tom). Long enough to put your sense of unease at an all-time high, ready to make a break for it.

"If you don't want to talk, then I can leav-"

"NO!" Apparently snapping out of it, Tom exclaimed loud enough to make you flinch from your seat. "Sorry! I-I just… I wasn't expecting to… you know, to see you."

"Yeh I just uh- just came to pick up some scripts… Harry cornered me with a tea, though; otherwise, I'd be…."

"Baz thinks the whole world could be fixed with tea."

"that's what I said!" You instinctively responded, forgetting the fact you're supposed to be mad at him, and just for a second falling back into your normal flow.

Tom didn't even try to hide his grin in response, until you quickly corrected your face- then he did too. Turning around to put the kettle on for himself. Because right now, he needed to fix his whole world, and he needed all the help he could get. For a period, the only noise was the sound of the kettle boiling, then the teaspoon clinking against the mug as he stirred - until he padded over, taking the seat across from you.

"So."

"So."

"It's been a while," Tom stated the bloody obvious.

"You never called."

"Didn't think you'd want me to."

You thought that the early signs weren't all that auspicious. His ability to read a situation once again failing.

"I wanted you to say something."

"Say what?"

"What do you think Tom?" He replied to the sarcastic tone by sucking in a sharp breath, holding it for a second, before slowly exhaling. As if trying to compose himself, take time to think of a response - a mature move for him.

"Well, I think you want me to say sorry? For being so moody and not waiting for you and for upsetting those kids. And thanks too, for covering for me?"

You just hummed. Waiting for him to continue. Because yes, you did deserve all those things. But you also deserved more. An apology for, oh I don't know, saying he didn't think you loved him? It was a wait that never ended, he had nothing more to add.

"Going by your face, I take it I missed something?"

The bloody cheek of it.

"Theres nothing else? Nothing else at all? …" You gave him that chance, the opportunity but all he could respond with was a shake of his head. "You thought I was fine about you saying that I don't love you?" You hadn't intended on raising your voice, but really you hadn't realised you did till after the fact. To blinded by rage at his ignorance.

"You want to talk about this now?"

"When else Tom?" You sighed, realising he perhaps wasn't ready for this conversation. Maybe he needed more time to think things through, have sense talked into him by various wiser family members. Or maybe, he never would be. That was the worst-case scenario. But also… you're most likely prediction.

He shuffled in his seat, clearing his voice but not saying anything. Not a peep.

"I have spent three years of my life with you. I've had countless nights of too little sleep because that was the only time you could facetime. I've exposed my relationship to the world and people's opinions because you didn't want to hide. All I've done is love you. How could you even say that?" There might've been tears in your eyes, yet you were determined to keep them at bay. You needed to have this out, one way or another, to be clear and cohesive and logical. No time to cry.

"Y/n I know that, I…" He sighed, instinctively reaching for your hand, but you were quicker to pull it away. There was hurt in his eyes, but so there should be. "It just sometimes feels like that's it for you. That yeh you love me but you just want to standstill. That this is as much as it'll ever be."

Your emotions were suddenly uncontainable. Your voice croaked as you whispered, "Have I done something wrong?"

"No love, nonono if that's how you feel then that's okay. But it's something I'm not… shit this is hard." He took a pause to take a sip of his drink, your glazed eyes never leaving his. "I don't think I can stand still anymore. And yeh I was pissy and childish the other day because my dad got under my skin about the whole moving in thing… But these past few days, it just has got me thinking. Because I love you, so much."

This time when he reached out to grab your hand, you actually leaned into it yourself. Not because you were giving in, but because this hurt. This hurt so fucking much that you needed something to ground you, or else god knows. Because the way he was speaking, it sounded so finite.

"I love you too."

"I do know, which is…is why this is so hard." At the very least, Tom had conceded that.

The conversation ceased to silence yet again. The room felt so cold; even Tom/Harry's hoodie was doing nothing to keep you from the endless empty cold that seemed to be coming from within.

"When I re-registered my health card last month, and I made you my emergency contact on it. I-I made you my next of kin on everything actually. I didn't think about it twice. And-and this-"You pulled your phone out of your back pocket, immediately pulling up the app onto the open page. "This is my Pinterest board for our baby's nursery theme. I know-" You paused, to quickly wipe your cheeks clear of the tear tracks that may or may not have been there. "I know it's probably a long way away, but I just love the Scandinavian theme." You laughed at yourself, suddenly embarrassed at your blabbering and quickly pulled up a different app. "And this… this was from the other week when I was helping Y/bf/n start her vows." Hands trembling as you turned the phone around for Tom to see again. "She was finding it really tricky so she said, what would you say to Tom on your wedding, so-so I made this list." You only dared to look at him when you were sure he'd be reading through that note.

It was bizarre because he looked… well, he looked happy. Here you were feeling traumatised, showing things that you'd barely even deeped how committed they were - and he was pleased? Feeling the fire burn once again inside of your chest, you quickly swiped the phone away and back into your pocket. Only then did he look up, eyes widening - presumably at quite how psychotic you looked.

"So don't you dare say that I don't want a future with you."

You said it with such force, there was a pause. Tom letting those words sink deep into his brain. The way his expression flickered minutely gave you hope. You thought he got it. You thought he really understood now.

"But why don't you want to move in then?"

There it was again. He knew why. But he didn't get it. And, probably, he never would.

You were about to crash completely. So you ran. As fast as your legs could carry you, not even aware of your chair crashing to the floor in your wake. You ran out of that house and away from him. Away from who you had thought was the love of your life.

?give tom a final chance w one last part?

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[nightglider124]

titans fans think they own the dickkory tag but seem to forget that in no way did they invent it. Dickkory has been the ship name for decades for the two characters for the comics. It so happens that other versions of the ship (like titans) have tacked onto dickkory tag to make it easier to enjoy content. Robstar is used solely for the 03 cartoon. I don’t mean to hate, i like titans as well but it comes off as belittling other media forms to prop up others. Ie putting down the cartoon for the show even though they are completely different but still star our favourite dc characters and the reverse as well. I dont get why fans fee the need to be negative like cartoon fans hating on titans - they are completely different but they are both still valid. Just cos you don’t like one of the versions, doesn’t mean they need to be dicks about it. Sorry to vent, night but I see the bullshit on twitter and now here too. Its so stupid.

Sigh. In a way, I feel this, anon. I get what you mean with the end part of that - it is stupid. Titans, 03 show, ttg, dcau, comics… at the end of the day, i stay out of that bs drama with what is better or whatever cos that is childish af.

I very clearly have a favourite version which has always been the cartoon. Its what got me into DC and i grew up with it when fics and fanart were going strong and it was back in the early 2000’s, you know. The good ol’ days. 😂 But, despite that being my favourite, I also really enjoy Titans cos its a gritty version that is aimed at an older audience. I think that is what a lot of fans who prefer comics or the cartoon etc struggle with. I think they lean towards flat out disliking it bc it isn’t what they know and it’s different. There’s nothing wrong with not liking Titans. It isn’t everyone’s cup of tea; hell, i dropped it for s3 bc i was so uninterested in what they were doing by the end of s2. I also did not care for all the side characters taking spotlight over the main ones but I digress. But, keep it out of the fan’s faces, you know?

Its rude and really annoying when you have fans shitting on your good time. Titans has had a good time so far with dickkory and so fans are allowed to enjoy that. The fact that other dickkory fans who dont like Titans are being dicks about it is weird, in my opinion.

Same as, i think fans who try and shit on fans who love the cartoon are lame af. Like so what if its old? So what if it was aimed at younger audiences? So what if you dont like it? Point is, other people do so leave them to enjoy it. My biggest gripe with the cartoon is people saying it was childish considering it actually tackled some deeper topics, despite being a kids show.

Main point here is, people who gatekeep tags and shit are losers. Like, no one owns anything and anyone acting like that is sus, imo.

I get so sick of seeing people fight over different versions of a ship considering at the end of the day, its all the same?? Like dickkory for example. You may not like them in one format but you do in another. Personally, i am so fucking starved for dickkory content, i will take it from anything. Any version is allowed to be in the tag, old or new like jeez.

They are all valid formats if it means i get to see my two idiots in love.

A lot of people hate the DCAU but i really enjoyed those animated movies cos of, you guessed it, dickkory. They showed their relationship so nicely in that. It was wholesome as fuck but was also a little flirty so it was aimed at the adults more so. I think some people see animated stuff and immediately think its shit and childish which literally isn’t the case at all.

The comics are the og sources for these characters and I’ve seen a lot of ‘comic gatekeepers’ moan about other forms of the characters as well through the years. Now, i’ve got knowledge of the comics but im not some purist who has read every single one, more so bc fuck, I can’t keep up and comics contradict all the time cos of dumbass writers (looking at you T*m T*aylor 👀) but, i still appreciate the comics being the thing that started it all off. Without the comics, I wouldn’t have my baby Koriand’r 🥰 so anytime something remotely to do with dickkory comes out in comics, im rooting for it, purely cos i like seeing some form of life for my ship.

TTG is also valid; its silly and fun and that’s okay too. The titans are like a chiller version of the justice league and they are a team that notoriously is a bit less serious in all formats; they still have very serious storylines but they are the younger team ya know? Again, i think thats why a lot of people don’t like TTG either which is FINE but dont be going into ttg tags and mouthing off about how shit you think it is. Like its bad fandom decorum. Personally, I don’t care much for ttg; i did at first. I liked it and watched it regularly but now i just dont. But again, im not out here bitching about how it isnt the og cartoon so its crap or it isnt titans so its stupid.

I didn’t mean to rant like this but I just find it so fucking ridiculous that we’re still at this point in fandom where people can’t just let others enjoy shit. It is pathetic especially when shit like this comes from people who are literally adults like come on ffs. Get a grip.

I will continue to stay in my dickkory bubble, enjoying it in all forms which I advise fans to do lmao, it’s much less annoying and bitter when you just let yourself enjoy your ship In whatever formats there are.

Need I remind people that dickkory, despite being hella popular and loved, hasn’t had anything substantially canon in a long time so if shows like Titans are feeding fans, don’t be a dick and rain on parades. It’s not fair when people just wanna enjoy it and it just makes you an ass.

Sorry, this got hella long lmao. Also, anon, i would avoid twitter. It’s too toxic there, i have found in the past. Though Tumblr has had its moments too and by the sounds of it, people be just as bad here. 🙄

I could literally write a book on this, that’s how many thoughts I have. I’ve been around the DC fandom and dickkory tags for a long time and I can’t believe people still can’t help themselves. Just let people enjoy things all round, ugh! 🤦🏻‍♀️

[seonghwanotes]

calm after the storm | jeong yunho

pairing: yunho x reader

genre: angst, fluff

word count: 1.7k

a/n: i will slaughter any sasaengs, please fuck off thank u theyre my source of happiness, im wishing u hell and beyond if u even think of fucking their lives up

Half past twelve. The clock was ticking every single second as you waited for your lover to return but he didn't reach home yet. Usually you wouldn't mind but after receiving a call from Mingi, whom you rarely spoke to, you were about to leave to pick him up.

"Y/N, no! Don't go to him… he told us to not tell you but I had to because I know he didn't make this decision with a straight mind. Just wait for him to come home and talk to him."

Knowing that it wasn't Yunho to behave this way, you waited for him to come home even though you were worried and scared that he would not return anytime sooner. But when you heard the sound of your door's keypad beeping, your heart was at ease to see him home safe and sound.

Yet, you couldn't help but ask him, “It’s midnight, where the hell were you?”

Yunho took off his shoes and walked inside your home, ignoring your question before he went upstairs, heading to your room. His silence made your blood boil but you didn’t stop there as you walked to your shared room, looking at him.

“Why didn’t you answer my calls?” You asked in a calmer tone, hoping he would answer.

He sighed and did not answer you. He dropped his head and remained silent. It was obvious that he was drunk and usually, you would have let it slide and tucked him into bed but after hearing what Hongjoong had told you, you knew you had to do something about it before he regretted anything the next morning.

"Yunho, I'm talking to you."

“I had my phone on silent.” He mumbled, his hand moved to his head and he massaged his temples. Your heart dropped to see him this weak and fragile, you wished that you could have helped him out before if you knew what was going on but it was too late for that.

“Stop keeping your phone in silent, you got me worried!” Your voice cracked, tears started to well up into your eyes. He looked up where his eyes shot daggers at you, “It’s my phone, I think I can do whatever I want with it. Can we just not talk about this now?”

Before you could utter another word, Yunho got up and walked past you as he headed towards the bathroom. You turned around and grabbed a hold of his wrist in a soft manner making him stop and look at you, “Did you tell Hongjoong you're going to leave the group?”

The look of fury left his face the moment the words left your mouth. He froze in his spot and you looked at him, hoping for an answer in return. "I… who told you that?"

"Yunho, is it true?" You asked, looking at the taller boy. His tired eyes gave away the truth as he couldn't give an answer and pushed your hand away.

His face was pale, the eyebags underneath his eyes were evident, his lips were dry and chapped, while he reeked of alcohol. It hurt you to see him this way, which made a tear roll down your cheek.

Yunho was never a heavy drinker but these past few weeks, he had been drinking a lot and he was drifting away from you and he never spoke to you unless you initiated the conversation first. You always thought he was stressed due to work so you wouldn't ask him a lot of questions but maybe that was the first mistake you made in your relationship, causing him to decline in this manner.

"Did you think about it?" You asked, not breaking eye contact with him, hoping he would talk to about it. He closed his eyes and heaved a sigh, "Yes, I don't want to do this anymore."

"But why? You're only proving them right by letting the hate get to you. You're only letting the girl enjoy what she wants by leaving the group." You told him.

"Can you please go away?" His words slapped you across the face, making you flinch at his high tone. There wouldn't be any good outcome if you insisted on fixing things so you left him alone in your room and went to your living room.

•••

You ended up falling asleep on the couch for a few hours before you woke up and saw yourself covered with a blanket and your head was supported with a throw pillow. You searched around for your phone until you realised your hand was being held by someone.

Panicking, you got up abruptly and tried to pull your hand away but a sleepy Yunho got up and didn't let go of your hand.

"No… Stay with me Y/N… Don't leave me too…" He mumbled, head dropping on the couch before he dozed off again.

Your heart ached at the sight of Yunho being like this, not capable of helping himself when he always gave a helping hand to others. You looked at his tired form and you started weeping, the earlier events coming to your memory.

"The hate got out of hand and the management said they would handle it but Yunho didn't want to cause them anymore trouble."

"Did the management sue them for defamation?" You asked, still in disbelief that an anti would go this far to ruin one's life.

You've seen this happen to other idols and hate was definitely a common thing artists face when they're in the entertainment industry, but the boys always handled it well and never gave it a second glance. Everyone has their breaking point but the boys were extremely patient with all the bullshit thrown at them.

"We were going to… then Yunho said he wants to leave the group. Then he just left the building and drove off. I'm sorry to call you this late, Y/N. I don't think he would tell you what happened." Yeosang added, after Mingi spoke.

Yunho must have heard you crying cause he got up and rubbed his eyes, looking at you in confusion. “Baby, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” You sniffled, wiping your tears away as you looked at him in the dark. His eyes were puffy and swollen, making you cry more. His large hand moved to your face and wiped the tears away, before he sat beside you and pulled you into a hug which you didn’t hesitate hugging him back.

“You’re not leaving, are you?” He asked in a small voice, making you look at him.

“What? Why would I leave you?”

“Because I left everything and everyone I love, you’re the only one I have left.” He croaked out, innocence coating his words. You shook your head and hugged him once again, rubbing his back with your petite hands.

“You still have time. You don’t have to let go of everything and everyone you love because of someone’s jealousy towards your happiness in life.” You told him, earning a sigh from him. “This isn’t just your career, Yunho, it’s your passion and your dream that you’ve worked for. Don’t let it go because of one’s negative vibes.”

“Do you think they’ll still accept me if I went back?” He asked, resting his face in the crook of your neck. You hummed in agreement, “KQ can’t let go of their lucky guy, you know.”

Hearing Yunho’s giggle made you feel a tad bit better. You held him for a few minutes, embracing the silent shared between you two before he spoke up. “I’m so, so sorry Y/N. I didn’t mean to yell at you.”

“Just… talk to me if something is wrong, okay? I’m always here for you and we can talk it out and figure something out,” You breathed, resting your chin on his broad shoulder.

“Okay.” Yunho said, pulling away from the hug. He took your hands into his and held it, giving out warmth to your body as you shuddered from the cold temperature in the living room. “I think I’m going to take a break before I continue on with the group activities, I’m going to need time.”

You nodded, happy that he was willing to take time off instead of leaving the group full time. “Okay, we can let your manager know tomorrow. Should we head to bed now? It’s so chilly here.”

He chuckled, giving you a soft smile before he took you by surprise when he closed the gap between the two of you with a quick, chaste kiss. When he pulled away, you looked at him with a clear question mark plastered on your face.

“What? I missed doing that to you.”

“Doing what?” Your voice came out smaller than you expected it to.

“This.” He said, before leaning in again for a full kiss, sweeping you off into dreamland with the taste of his bittersweet lips. You kissed him back, hoping to be in the moment for a little bit longer but Yunho pulled away. You tutted at his action whereas he smiled back at you.

“Maybe this break will do me more than just good. It feels great to be like this.” He muttered, making you wonder.

“Be like this?”

Although there was almost no light visible in the living room, you could have sworn that you saw his eyes twinkle as he looked at you and answered, “Just you and me; that’s all I want.”

[fangirlproblcms]

Why don’t you like pw anymore? I mean yes i know they’re not a thing anymore and that the writers did them so dirty and we are all sad but why giving up so quickly i thought we were still gonna love them no matter what? I know many people have give up already but there’s still s4 you never know, you know. (Im not saying that they’re getting back to together but ynk). And im not here to disrespect your option or anything i just wanted to know.

I just don’t like hsmtmts in general like i used to. I mean they are getting rid of everything that got me hooked in the first place and now no EJ was just a wake up call for me that it’s official i’m moving on from the mess that is hsmtmts. Portwell on the other hand lost its magic for me. I fell for them in the first place because they were each other’s source of support in season 2 but Gina in season 3 was everything but a support system for EJ at his lowest. Idk where that girl in the couch scene went. Gina used to be my number 1 fav character and now i don’t even like her a bit. EJ became my favorite in season 3 and now he’s not even coming back probably. I used to like Ricky but now the way they played out Rina did not get me to like the ship and actually got me to dislike them both. No Portwell and an awful way of building Rina got me saying goodbye. At this point i wish Portwell never happened cause they didn’t deserve their bond to be ruined like that. They made them look as perfect as they could but then dropped all that build up 5 mins into season 3. None of the HSM ogs coming back bullshit will be enough to get a long lasting show.

[kiwibirbs-library]

Could you do headcanons or one shots for pro hero! bakugo, kiri, denki, and shinso (separate) moving to America and moving in with the (fem) #1 pro hero and they end up falling in love with them and chose to stay in America? Bonus: the #1 pro hero has a personality of “I’m sweet and loving and patient but try me and I’ll become a villain real quick 😁”

Thank you so much I really appreciate it! I’m new to this blog and I wanted to see what your take on the whole roommate to lovers thing would be!

a/n: and they were roommates... oh my god and the were room mates. Ok sorry sorry but anyways I LOVE this and it shall be done

Anyways also sorry if some aren’t as romantics inclined but I thought a more before relationship look would be good for them you know

Pairing: pro hero! Bakugou, denki, kirishima, and shinsou x reader

Warning: alcohol drinking

Bakugou Katsuki

In all honesty he already planned on going to america

Cause he’s an all might fan boy

Cause he thought he would get good training and experience from it

Lol everyone was surprised when he made his announcement other than deku

Deku saw it coming

Anyways when he got there he stayed at the agency he was signed with for a week before really finding anything good apartment wise

And then you came into his office

You’re the number 1 in America and have been for a while so of course Bakugou came to your agency

But you came in and saw the sleeping bag and the obvious lack of sleep on Bakugous face and stated you were looking for a roommate.

It’s a miracle he didn’t call your bullshit

Your the number one hero for goodness sakes

You didn’t need a roommate with the money you have

Anyways he’s kinda wary at first and didn’t accept it until you came in the third day with a coffee for him and asked again

And so began your wierd relationship with the god Explosion murder

He kept your house even cleaner than you did and you would force him out of his room every other night for “roommate bonding”

Honestly he was really indifferent to you until there was a large scale villain attack near by

Apparently you had a version of league of villains in America too

He was tying his mask and running out the door when he saw you leaving the convenience store across the street

You immediately dropped your bags, hit a button on your watch and took off to where the source was

He was shocked

That button held your hero suit and made it easier for you to just change into it immediately

But he was just surprised you didn’t hesitate in any of it

When he got there you were in the middle of fighting

Ngl he was a little curious for a while how you got your title with how nice you were

But he saw the villain say something and your eyes darken

Mans took a step back and deciders to just watch, help if you asked ya know

You beat the crap out of that guy man

Anyways here’s the story of how he really fell for you:

Bakugou stopped when he heard the front door click open.

“Oi dumbass, get your ass in here I made dinn— y/n?” He turned the stove off upon seeing you. You had cuts everywhere, most not that bad but a couple needed attention. Your hero suit was ripped and your footing was unsteady.

“Oh hey katsu—“ you wobbled a bit as you walked. “Um Im gunna be in the bathroom for a while ok?” You gave a pained smile. He immediately was in front of you.

“Oh no you don’t hold on,” you were surprised by how gentle his touch was as he picked you up. You didn’t even argue this time. You didn’t have the energy as he placed you down on the bathroom counter. As he cleaned your wounds he couldn’t help but remember when this was switched. When he came in looking like this, maybe worse and you helped him. You walked him to the bathroom and made him bite down on something before cleaning him up.

“Thank you,” he heard you say quietly. He looked back up to find your smile. He felt a twinge in his chest, like something was swelling. He gulped hard before looking back down do your waist where the deepest cut was.

Staying in America for longer than planned wouldn’t be too bad right?

Ejirou Kirishima

When he first moved there he found a flyer at the gym for a room mate wanted

He was like yes cool cause he had been staying in a motel

He never expected for an answer so fast and defiantly didn’t think that he would meet the american number one in the coffee shop the next day

And he DEFIANTLY did not know you were that pretty

anyways as he moved in you noticed all the work out equipment

“do you not like the gym at your agency?”

“nah its cool there too but I like having my own personal one too. Makes it easier to work out at 2am ya know,” he smiled and gave you a thumbs up

you laughed at that one

yall like to play wii sports every wednesday

literally no reason and you have no idea how it started it just did

mans is a GOD at wii tenis

like how the fawk

at one point yours and his agencies teamed up and you got to work together

lot of people were surprised to see how well you two knew each other

that team up was when the media took you two going in the same direction home and RAN LIKE THE SPEED OF LIGHt

you two were in the tabloids for weeks

what got you out of it for that was a villain defeat you both did

it was a robbery gone wrong and kiri happened to be in the area

you got called in after a little 

finally you got him pinned and he started going nuts with his mouth

literally bad mouthing the police, you, the system, anything he really could ya know

you didn’t care for a while but the minute he said something about Kiri you snapped and smacked him so hard he was knocked out

ngl made things easier for cuffing and dealing with him

and now heres the blurb of ‘how did I fall in love you her?’

“pssssst,” Kirishima flipped over to his other side. “psssst Kiriiii,” he groaned before opening one of his eyes.

“hello?” he yawned. 

“hi,” you smiled at him from beside his bed. “so uhhhh can I used your work out equipment?” you whispered. Kiri watched as you swayed from side to side in front of him. It took him a second to process what you said. 

“wait what?” he propped himself up on his arms.

“your workout equipment, could I use it?” you folded your arms and put your chin on them. He smiled a little.

“only if I can join you,” he yawned again before rolling out of bed. You bounced up and happily skipped out the door. He grabbed his speaker before following you down the hall and into the office area, setting it up before turning back to you. You were wrapping your hands up and standing front of his punching bag when you looked up to him. He smiled at you, stepping behind the bag and holding it. You tilted your head a bit.

“what, I’m helping you,” he laughed at the look on your face. “now ready?” he smirked at you.

“I feel like I’m being challenged,” you smiled.

“maybe,” he shrugged with a smile. “its a test of manlyness,” he smiled widely. You drew back, your smile widely.

“oh I am so doing this,” you laughed, getting in a readied stance. You jumped a few times before hitting the bag a couple times.

“that all you got princess?” he laughed. You gapped at him for a minute before rolling your neck. You hit the bag a couple more times, each one getting harder and harder. The last one hit so hard Kiri had to step bag for a moment. 

“mmm? You ok love?” you giggled to yourself as you bent to meet his eyes.

“alright I admit that was manly as hell,” he laughed and sat down. You smiled and popped back up.

“want some ice?” you asked, reaching hand out to help him up

“Pfft oh shut up,” he laughed before grabbing your hand and pulling you down on top of him. Ya he could live like this for a long long time.

Denki Kaminari

he went to america on accident

like the trip was fully planned and he was planning to go and everything but only after a week of accidental planning that he just did on a whim

like he just did it for fun and then ended up following through

he was a little nervous at first but that drained in an instant when he walked into the agency he switched into

like he walked in and you were passing some paperwork to one of your sidekicks and he fell like that man

literally you went to go say hi and he just stared at you for a hot minute

then you waved your hand in front of him and he went full flirt mode

you almost got wiplash from how fast he switched that up. 

you literally have no reason what so ever to have found it so cute but you did and it took you like a week to start the rumor around the building you needed a roommate

and by rumor I mean sending an assistant to his office and acting like people were talking about it

literally five minutes later he was skidding to a stop in front of you and asking if the offerw as still open

and now its been a few months since then and you dont regret anything

he likes to bring random flowers he finds either on patrol of when he goes out home to you

one time he showed up with a handfull of weeds tho and you died laughing

poor babe

he ran out after and came back with a little tulip though and said this redeemed him

and now heres your blurb:

You two were on patrol with each other. A crowd had gathered around you after a robbery you both stopped. Many of them asked how you did it or if you were ok since the guy was at least double your size. Denki found it hilarious how you just kicked him down and sat on him. You ended up kicking him so hard he was crying. Not gunna lie you felt a little bad. 

Anyways as the crowd thinned there were still a few there asking for autographs. One little girl came up, her mom giving her a thumbs up before she stopped in front of you both. Denki smiled and signed her little notepad before she came up to you. You laughed a little and squatted down to her before sitting fully on the sidewalk. You crossed your legs and started talking to the little girl a bit as you signer her notepad.

Denki couldn’t help the smile that stuck to his face as he watched you interact with her. At some point she was called back to her mom and you looked up to Denki.

“whats up?” you asked, tilting your head a bit. You shook his head a bit before giving you a hand to stand up. 

That was the first day he held your hand almost the entirety of patrol.

That was also the day he decided that he could live in America a little longer than he thought.

Shinsou Hitoshi

Shinsou went to america because of you actually

He heard of you through Aizawa when he mentioned wanting to reach out a bit

literally the first thing he did after the flight was go to your agency, well his agency

when he met you he was kind surprised ngl

you were way more chill and foreward than he thought

like he had seen your interviews and fully thought you were like midoriya or ochako or something but you kinda gave him todoroki vibes if he had to compare you

he was actually the one to bring up living together

you were telling him at a meeting how you wanted to move into a higher apartment instead and he offered his place

and now here you are tripping over boxes as he helped you unload some things

ngl he had started feeling wierd things after a week

he never thought he would feel things that fast but here he is

he passes out on the couch all the time and you always cover him with a blanket

YOU GUYS GOT A CAT A MONTH AGO AND ITS YOUR LITTLE FUR BABY

you take pictures of him all the time when they take naps together 

he doesnt understand but thats ok

next on the ‘im in love with you’ show:

How the hell can one report take three hours? Shinsou groaned as he unlocked the window to the apartment balcony. He knew the using the Aizawa wrapp TM to get home. Once he got there he was expecting to be welcomed by your music quietly drifting through the apparment as you sat at the coffe table with either some paperwork or a book. What he got was your cat purring loudly on top of you on the couch. You were passed out with him on your chest and neck. Shinsou could feel the warmth grow harshly on his cheeks.

He sat down on the ground next to you, staring at the table where a bunh of paper work was spread out. He smiled at the sticky notes everywhere. Half didn’t even have anthing to do with the work. 

‘remember to give so and so paper to juli’ ‘ramen on the second shelf’ ‘get waters’ he read through them all and got more and more amused. He stopped at the last one.

‘tell shinsou today’

He felt himself swallow. Tell him what? He felt you squirm behind him. When he looked back the cat was on the back of the couch and you were on your side. Your arm came around and wrapped around his shoulder and pulled him closer. His eyes widened as you rolled into a ball and you face went into his hair.

Well he would need to stay as long as he had to to find out what you needed to tell him.

Well...

And to return the gesture.  Of course.

[sofipitch]

Im curious for the show in how theyll take inspiration from source material here. Like I think I will enjoy it knowing its not meant to be an exact adaption- though Im curious how they will handle Claudia with the actress being a grown person (or really all of them being aged up) Or Louis with his arcs of guilt and repression- when this time he starts owning a bunch of brothels and maybe has a past male lover? Im curious tho optimistic

I'm kind of confused bc this ask isn't a question? I can also only answer these to the best of my knowledge bc I'm not one of the show runners, I'm just some guy 😂

But if you are asking why I support the show and it's changes I'll say that I personally hated being a teenager and in this version Claudia will be 13. I think that is plenty young enough to feel stuck in one's body, which is Claudia's main issue. The show runners have said child labor laws were a reason they cast someone who was legally an adult but I think Durst was the only possible youngest Claudia. She was 12 and already an accomplished actress when she took the role, I read that Neil Jordan wanted a trained child actor since it's such a hard role for a kid to play an adult. The behind the scenes in my dvd copy Durnst even says at the time she didn't really understand what her character Claudia was going through, looking back as an adult made it make sense, so I'm guessing she probably had good stage direction for Jordan or other crew. So at the end of the day, I think to have someone reasonably play a character who is mentally an adult they needed to cast someone older. We haven't gotten a lot of images of Claudia but it looks like from the 2 we have she is still a "child".

I also kind of feel like comments that Bailey Bass is too old are rooted in racist stereotypes. Black girls get seen as "older" and "sexual" much sooner than white girls. Some of what I have seen ppl say about Bailey Bass has really disgusted me. I don't think you should be commenting on this girl's body parts, even if she is "legally an adult". She is still leagues younger than the ppl I see commenting on her body.

For the other characters I also prefer for them to be older. Lestat not having a fully formed prefrontal cortex might explain a lot of his bullshit but I also agree with others in saying that AR consistently saying the most attractive men alive are 21 (and later 20 and then 19) and her harping on how attractive Armand is (who looks 17) sounds more like a fetish than realistic. It's an old post by a friend, now @hedonisticgene but it was his old blog I think, said "Have you ever met the college kid who thinks he's a sex god? That's Lestat". So I do think making the characters older will make them seem attractive and charming and also have ppl not inquire too much about their lives be realistic.

As for the brothel it has the potential to be as morally repugnant as Louis having been a slave owner. I think fanon and late canon woobifies Louis so much that his general weak moral backbone is often ignored. Remember in the book IWTV Louis does not object to kill humans "bc it's wrong morally" but bc he thought it was an aesthetic experience he should work his way up to. He also describes his slaves in some awful ways, so I don't really think brothel owner is out of the question. And when it comes to Louis's repressed sexuality, well wouldn't it be the best cover, if you are gay and don't want others to know, to own a brothel. I am aware some ppl read Louis as bi while others (myself included) see him as gay. I also read IWTV as the interpretation that Louis's struggle to come to terms with vampirism is his struggle to come to terms with his sexuality. And Louis doesn't shy from telling us he went to whorehouses or that he maybe had feelings for Babette. What he shies away from is admitting his feelings for Lestat. So I think Louis being repressed has more to do with internalized homophobia than sex in general. So I feel like surrounding yourself with a whole bunch of hot women would be the best way to be "I'm totally straight! Look how straight I am!" 😂

I have my reservations about the show like any fan. These books (well the first three) mean so much to be I'll be devastated if this show sucks. But honestly for me it's not in these kind of small details, to me what matters is the character dynamic. That's what I love, and as long as this show scratches my brain the same way the books do I'll be happy.

[willowbird]

hi! im a sucker for mutual pining so can i ask for roommates!au+ childhood friends + “you know i’ll do anything for you.” for pynch? 💛

You sure can lovely, you know I'll do anything for you 😉 (see what I did there?)

I also decided to make this a sick fic because I can. Hope you enjoy!

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Ronan Lynch woke up feeling like death warmed over. Now this wasn't an altogether unfamiliar sensation, but it usually followed a night of heavy drinking and too many tacos sourced from questionable food trucks. Last night Ronan had been fucking responsible, thank you. He could have gone out and gotten trashed with some not-quite-friends he knew from around town. Instead, he had specifically stayed home and not gotten shit-faced because he had important shit to do today.

See, responsible. He could do it. Fuck you, Declan.

With an enthusiastic groan of anguish, Ronan rolled over and made to push himself up into a sitting position. His hand slipped off the edge of the bed in the attempt, however, and two seconds later he was in a heap on the floor with absolutely no energy nor motivation to try again.

At least, not until he heard a light knock on the door followed by a familiar voice calling, "Ronan? You alright in there?"

"Fuck," he grumbled to himself - except his face was trapped between his arm and the floor, so it came out more like 'frushk'.

The door creaked open and Ronan managed to summon the energy to lift his arm just enough to see Adam's bare feet peak into the room. How had he never noticed how elegant Adam's ankles were? The man could be a dancer if he wanted to, Ronan was sure of it - not that he knew anything about dancing or what dancers bodies should look like. Adam was wearing his pajama pants still, which was odd because Adam was always up way before Ronan and was usually fully dressed by the time Ronan dragged his ass out of bed - which he only ever did when the time was still in single-digits if he had absolutely no other choice (or if Adam was making breakfast... so... almost every day, but then he went back to bed). It was a shame, though, because Adam's calves were elegant, too. One wouldn't think men's calves could be pretty, but Adam's were. They fit the line of his legs like calligraphy, gently curving while holding all of this strength. That was to say nothing for his thighs. Ronan would happily be crushed by Adam's thighs.

"Um..." said Adam, and Ronan realized that he'd grabbed the hem of Adam's pant leg and was lifting it up, his body attempting to listen to his (likely fever-induced) inner ramblings and desire to see more of Adam's (perfect) legs.

With no energy to explain or defend himself, Ronan grunted and just let his hand drop back to the floor. A moment later he felt the air shift around him and when he realized he'd closed his eyes he forcibly peeled them open again to see that Adam had crouched down beside him.

Ah fuck, look at that bedhead. This was unfair. Ronan should get to see Adam's cute bedhead every day. But no, Adam had to be one of those people who got up at the asscrack of fucking dawn. He had to be one of those jerks who owned a comb. Despicable.

Adam caught his hand, the wayward limb having lifted to reach for aforementioned cute bedhead against Ronan's will.

"Alright, come on now Lynch, let's get you back in bed." Adam's voice was soft and very close now, which was funny because Adam was supposed to be far away. Adam was always too far away. Except this next time when Ronan opened his eyes he realized that Adam wasn't far away at all, he was right there, with his arm around Ronan, helping him sit up.

"When'd you get buff, Parrish?" Ronan grumbled as Adam all but deadlifted him from the floor to get him back on the bed.

Adam's quiet chuckle brushed against the side of Ronan's neck like a kiss. "What, did you think me going to the gym four days a week was for show? Gotta be able to lug your ass around."

"You calling me fat?"

"Yes."

"Bitch."

This time, Adam's laugh was a bit more full but it stayed quiet, like Adam knew about the angry cotton that had taken over the inside of Ronan's skull and didn't want to antagonize it.

Ronan was horizontal the next time he opened his eyes and Adam was woefully far away. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, adjusting the covers, which really wasn't all that far, but look -- it was too far. His hands were eager to obey his inner ramblings apparently, because without Ronan's say-so they had lifted again, reaching for Adam.

Adam caught them easily in his own and squeezed. "I hope you didn't have any big plans today, Lynch. You've definitely got a fever."

"No I don't," Ronan protested, half-distracted by how nicely his and Adam's hands fit together. He'd almost forgotten that, how good it felt to hold Adam's hand. They used to hold hands all the time when they were kids -- because that's what kids did. He remembered always reaching for Adam's hand. Sometimes to pull him up when he fell down, sometimes to grab him to go play, sometimes just because it felt... good to do it. They've been best friends since the summer before kindergarten, them and Gansey and Noah. But it was always Adam's hand Ronan wanted to hold.

But boys don't hold other boys' hands once you reach a certain age. Which, actually, was utter and complete bullshit and Ronan was going to do something about that as soon as he was able to get vertical again. He didn't know what, but he would come up with something, dammit.

"--nan? Ronan? Hey, you still with me?"

Ronan blinked away some cobwebs and focused back up at Adam's face, which was drawn together in concern. "The fuck you talking about Parrish," he rasped out. "I didn't go anywhere."

One of those strong, elegant hands dropped his - but before Ronan could mourn the loss it reached forward to press gently to his forehead, then to his cheek. "Maybe I should take you to the doctor," Adam said through a frown.

"'m fine," Ronan growled out with attempted authority. Adam only stared at him and Ronan rolled his eyes. "It's just... just a stupid cold or something."

Adam was already shaking his head. It took all of Ronan's willpower not to whine when he pulled his hand away, but he managed.

"What're you doing?" he grumbled suspiciously as Adam produced his phone from the pocket of his sweatshirt.

"Texting my boss."

The shock of confusion that lanced through him at that was sharp enough to kickstart his brain and wake him up a little bit. "What? Why?"

Adam gave him another look, and damnit if the man didn't look like a sexy, disapproving librarian - even without the glasses. "Ronan, you're sick. If that fever gets any higher you really will have to go to the doctor."

"So?" Something was not computing. Why should Ronan's stupid body being stupid sick have anything to do with Adam texting his boss? Did Adam's boss know something about fevers?

"So I'm not leaving you by yourself all day."

"You're asking your boss to hire a fucking babysitter?"

"No you ass, I'm calling off for the day."

Ronan blinked. He closed his eyes, counted to three, then opened them again - but Adam was still there. He was looking down at his phone, swiping across it as a message came in. Then he gave a nod and looked back at Ronan. "And it's done."

"Wait. What?"

Adam's expression clouded with worry again, lips pursing and brow drawing in. "Ronan, I just told you..."

"Shit. Fuck. Yeah, I got that. Wait. You're calling in?" Adam Parrish had never called off of work a day in his life. Ronan would know - since he'd been a part of it for about twenty years now. Three weeks after they'd moved in together, Adam had come down with strep throat and had still tried to go into work. His boss had ended up calling Ronan to come haul his ass out of there since Ronan was listed as his emergency contact.

"I'm going to call the doctor..."

Ronan cut him off with a wave of his hand. "I'm not a fucking amnesiac, Parrish. Why the fuck would you call off work for my sorry ass?"

Adam gave him a look, then, and it was a look that had the rest of Ronan's confused protest dying before it even reached the tip of his tongue. When Adam spoke, his voice was softer and his hands - his hands - had abandoned the phone and had returned to take both of Ronan's.

"C'mon, Ro," he said in that quiet, steady voice, "you know I'll do anything for you. Don't you?"

Ronan's throat constricted and his hands curled into fists, except Adam's hands were already tangled in them so he only ended up gripping those hands tighter. It took a moment for him to process that, his brain addled by fever and distracted by confusion.

When the words and the tone and the look in those blue of blue of blue eyes finally clicked, Ronan swallowed hard. Then he opened his mouth, maybe to say 'no I don't' or 'do you mean that the same way I do?' or 'if you fucking no-homo me on this shit Parrish I will kick your ass'. Instead, he rasped out a dazed, "What the fuck time is it?"

Adam blinked, then gave a tired grin and shook his head. "A little after five."

"...AM? Five in the fucking morning? Jesus Christ."

"Don't blame me on this one, Lynch. You're the one who threw yourself out of bed before I even had a chance to shower."

Ronan snorted, then looked up at the other man through bleary eyes, considering his options here. After a long moment of deliberation (that honestly might not have been that long, considering how wobbly his interpretation of time was this morning), Ronan laboriously shifted his body over on the bed so that he was tucked more against the wall. He then patted the newly empty space beside him. "C'mon."

Adam looked at him, then the bed, then at him. "What?"

"Should I call the doctor?" Ronan mocked, then rolled his eyes. "Come on. You don't have to work, and you're up to early. This way you can make sure I don't die in my sleep."

"Not funny, Lynch," Adam warned - but he also set his phone on the bedside table and crawled onto the bed, letting Ronan hold the covers up for him so he could sink into the warmth. Their apartment was too drafty for Adam's bird blood to put up with that sleeping on top of the covers shit. Besides, they'd had how many sleepovers growing up? Sharing a bed was nothing new to them.

The flutter in Ronan's chest when Adam met his eyes, that wasn't all that new either.

"Go back to sleep, Ro. I'm right here."

Ronan sighed, but being given that permission to say 'fuck it' to the rest of the day and just sleep off the haze of sickness clinging to the backs of his eyelids and slinking down his spine was enough to sap the rest of his energy. He closed his eyes, sleep already tugging at him. Later, he wouldn't remember whether or not the soft press of chapped lips to his forehead was real or a dream.

Fun little prompt thingies

[markpellegrinoimagines]

Nomorefortnite requested: Hi!!! Could you please do a spn Lucifer x reader were he is staying at the bunker and she comes back from a witch hunt but the witch cast o spell on her to want to have sex with Lucifer and she's all up on him trying to convince him to do it with her and he finally gives in. Sorry if this is a lot I never requested before. Love your page!!

Warnings: smut, slight dub-con due to witch craft. (Don't worry she actually likes luci) biting, feather play

^@^$&@

Y/n pov.

I'm burning up, this witch hunt went up as well as the titanic sailing up shit creek then exploding before finally sinking. Witch bitch did some sort of hoodoo bullshit, and I've felt like my blood was boiling underneath my skin since. My hands are clammy and shaking I could barely keep the car going straight on the road.

"I swear to that drunken fuck, that if I die from a car crash after surviving Neverending apocalypse's, im gonna fuck heaven or hells shit straight the fuck up, cause that's bullshit!"

My car comes up on the turn onto the hidden dirt road to the bunker. 'Finally a chance to rest and find out whatever he'll she did to me." I hurriedly pulled the car into the bunkers garage and park in my spot. Unclasping my belt, I open the driver door and climb out walking around to my trunk to pull out my travel bag. The heat grows stronger and starts building up in my gut the closer I get to the inner bunker door. I have to stop and press my hands into my belly before I could even open the door. Trembling unbelievably hard my hands close around the know and shakily push open the door.

My feet begin dragging me towards the direction of my room, I pass room after room, ignoring the curious looks thrown my way by angels, Demon and human alike. I could hear deans voice speak up, but it goes in one ear and out the other, I give him a shaky wave and stumble down the hall. I'm almost to my room and my beautiful heavenly bed, when passing by a door to my right a mouth watering lewd inducing scent meets my nose.

With that one whiff my whole body goes into over drive, if the heat was bad before this was devastating. Sweat dripped past my brow my e/c eyes dilated until you barely see past the pupil. The table travels from my hands until my entire body is set to vibrate. I could feel something inside me quake to my core.

Then the feel of something sends mortified shock to my brain, a wet slick begins to coat my legs as the pain becomes unbearable.

"What the hell is that smell," with an uncertain determination I quickly turn to my right not checking what door it is and all but slam it open in a half mad frenzy to find the source.

Lucifer pov.

"When is the human girl getting back...she's been gone for over a week...she the least annoying mortal in this forsaken place."

I lounge back in my bed nest, examining my nails as I tune out the noise of the Winchesters fretting about another big bad evil that's suddenly popped up.

"Honestly it's everyday with these mud monkeys at this rate." I'm given no warning before my door is swung ajar nearly slamming against the wall, I was quick to my feet ready for attack or lecture.

"..y/n...what is the meaning of this...why do you look like you just got done listening to one of my fathers 'wise' lectures?"

Her dazed eyes stare into my own crystalline blue. 'Something is wrong...'

Her mouth parts in a breathy groan, "luce..what smells sooo good-" she cuts herself off as she stumbles forward almost blindly until she is suddenly tripping face first into my chest, her entire body shaking.

"Your burning hot! Are humans supposed to be this warm?"

"Mmm your skin feels so good luce...please keep touching me."

"No, we need to tell the winchesters.." I grab her shoulders as soon as my fingers touch her skin she sags into my touch a lewd moans dripping from her mouth, eyes rolled back into her head with red coating her cheeks.

'Fuck she was a sinful sight...what! She! Is! Human!'

"Get a hold of yourself you little pesky mortal, I dont have time for your issues!" I take the small twinge of worry blooming in my chest and squash it deep down, denying its existence.

"Luci please...I need you.." her hot nimble hands drag down my back, hitting inbetween my shoulder blades a dragging a gasp from my mouth. With that one move what remained of whatever control I believed I had around the human girl snapped.

3rd pov.

Y/n had no warning before her body was slammed down onto the bed, her mouth forced open by a frozen forked tongue. His chilled fingers running up and down her sides messaging into her hips mapping her body into his mind. She was going to be his after this, he needed to mark her as such.

His soft lightly chapped lips traveled from her own down her chin and across her neck. Leaving nibbles and sucks in his wake. Her mind was flooded with burning pleasure it was almost to much. Teeth sink into flesh. A mark to stay. Light hickies covered her flesh as he continued his abuse on her neck sucking and biting in-between.

"Mwah! Lucifer!"

Growl~ a loud shuffle and a bang of a door with a hand snapping over her eyes is what she is next aware of. A bright light shines lightly between his fingers, "Again! Say my name again!"

"Lucifer please! I'm so hot, please, I need all of you.." her little begging pleas cause the large wings now hanging from his back to shutter wantonly.

When the light dies down he rips his hand from her face and without a second to lose and a snap of his fingers there was no longer anything separating there bare bodies.

His cold body presses up against her molten skin, his finger slide down between her thighs finding there goal he slips two along her nethers, stroking and stimulating her preparing her for his vessals rather well endowed nature.

"Beg for it, tell me how much you want me, how much you want to be stretched and trained for me alone."

Her eyes roll with lust her hips pushing against his own trying to temp him into taking her already.

"Lucifer, please, im all yours, im burning for you!! It's all I can think about all the time!"

A smug smirk crosses his face at the information, "is that so? Than have me you will." With no further hesitation lucifer leans into her body positioning himself before bottoming out in one thrust. The headboard of the bed slams against the wall leaving cracks with his strength. A wailing moan echos in his ear.

"Don't stop! Please don't stop. I want all of it lucifer!" One of his hands wraps around ger that pushing her into the bed as the other balances on the pillow next to her head. His hips roll with every thrust, her fingers bury into his ash stained feathers.

The bed shakes and strains against his strength, y/n could feel the bruises that were going to be there in the morning. Through half lidded eyes and pantingoans of ecstasy she gazes upon his gorgeous wings and flexing muscles of titanium. His jaw clenches with the pleasures wracking his body.

He was close, sweat trails down his chest, he leans his body down, wrapping his arms under her back holding her close as his wings encase them both.

"Mine, mine, mine!!" With a deep resonating growl lucifer reaches his end, pressing his hips flush with hers as she tightens around him in her pleasure.

Her skin was starm unnaturally warm but no longer boiling as they lay there catching their breath.

Y/ns hands come up to his cheek her lips parting to speak, "luc-" the door slams open followed by a girlish screech of horror, Gabriel had heard her scream and rushed into the room.

"BLEACH I NEED BLEACH....EYYYEESS!"

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It's been forever since I posted. I'm sorry. Pc troubles!

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prompt #23 - Disaster Lineage Chaos!!

Obi-Wan is dad/brother

Yoda is troll grandpa.

Troll grandpa ships Obitine and that’s the tea. He wants the chaos.

He also drives like a maniac and shares funny stories about the Jedi, he is the source of all the clones' gossip

They (the lineage) all have him on speed dial

If Qui-Gon hadn’t died, dooku wouldn’t have fallen (but dooku’s fate is up to you!)

Anakin is a good person in here! (yessss that’s all I ever ask from a fanfic)

Dooku, face to face with yoda: no, dad!

The Clones, in the back: DAD???

The clones, filming this: CHECK THIS HE CALLED HIM DAD???? WHAT

Obi-Wan, watching: grandad, please -

The Clones: GRANDAD

cody: he said grandad

rex: he said grandad??

dooku, fighting obi wan: no, guard goes up higher!

dooku: honestly, did qui gon teach you nothing?!

Dooku: are you sleeping enough? Maybe you should eat more meat, let me send you some money for -

Obi-Wan: grandad please not now

Dooku: do not sass your grandfather

obi wan, kidnapped: "im calling grandpa!" *accidentally group calls the whole fam* “whoops”. (yoda, dooku, ventress, anakin, ahsoka, feemor come barging in).

Dooku frequently kidnaps members of the lineage to catch up or forced vacation if they look bad. He often targets Obi-Wan. 

And then calls the council to berate them about not taking better care of its members.

dooku and anakin would like putting on the front that they don't like each other but like,,,dooku will kidnap his great-grandson and obi goes on a 'rescue mission' and finds them sniping at each other over sabacc

Dooku “kidnapping” padme and just giving her a vacation on Serenno

Dooku kidnaps Satine and Obi-Wan and locks them in a mansion (he can afford better than a wardrobe, thanks) until they handle The Tension ™

And has the rest of the fam outside cheering them on

And ready with cameras for when they come out

Anakin would totally be in on this

He’d lure obi-wan in

Yeah Anakin and Ahsoka decided their dad deserved the holiday (and Satine) and helped Grandad.

They just went "Hey grandad called and said he's sick" and Obi-Wan goes no second thoughts

obi wan sees satine and they realize it’s a set up

they are okay with this

*the lineage being in the middle of a fight* (it’s really just yoda fussing over dooku and dooku fussing over obi-wan.

Yoda, facing Dooku in the clone wars: eat enough you do not 

Dooku: dad not now 

Obi-Wan: well i think that-

Dooku: you haven't been sleeping, are you sick? Come let me check your temperature, you're sick, I knew it! This is what the Senate does, nothing good comes of it, I've always said so -

Meanwhile Obi-Wan is being carried off like a child to his ship

he’s looking into the camera, like, “this might as well happen”. Yoda is smug. He probably planned it.

someone videotaping all the drama, mace windu just chilling watching the drama, staying out of it

'peace talks' are are happening and dooku is just trying to be grandpa to obi wan while mace is like, “this shit isn’t my problem”

It's all just "oh force grandad NO" 

"I have this under control" 

"grandad-" 

"follow the plan"

Also, Anakin, Ahsoka and Dooku totally start a slave rebellion together under the guise of a kidnapping. 

Dooku loves his grandkids.

"darling Ahsoka seems to have grown so much, give her this, she should like it, it's designed for her"

 "grandad please"

 "and this is for Anakin, that boy can wear his leather"

 "grandad you're still on my ship"

He also loves to guilt them when they don’t visit.

'you never bring my great-great-grandpadawan to see me'

'it's like you don't love me anymore anakin'

obi wan having enough of the bullshit and going to the only sane member of this family - no one can figure out who that is (or find obi wan) until they remember feemor

Feemor downs his pint and rolls his eyes

 "what now"

ride or die family type of thing

you can fight within the family but you're still family and that's ride or die

They all love each other, and will go looking for each other.

Dooku gets kidnapped and Obi-Wan and Feemor go get him because not their grandad thank you give him back or they will sic Hondo on you.

Obi-Wan loves his grandad, he really does. He just exasperates him sometimes.

Obi-Wan's most used word around Dooku is just " - grandad.".

Dooku does anything and Obi-Wan is like "grandad. Please. Grandad no."

"grandad give me my men back"

 "grandad my son has a secret wife"

 "Excuse me grandad, I never actually married mine" (pause) "what do you MEAN I should have?!"

 "grandad NO"

*hangs up*

- an exchange caught by Cody, over holo

Jedi chosen family: Obi-Wan, who the vod’e are just starting to get used to hearing call Dooku 'grandad', meets up with some crèchemates and goes "please ignore my brother Quinlan he is an Idiot but we still love him"

and then luminara pushes him out of a moving vehicle

obi wan introducing his men to his creche mates/siblings. also niece aayla

Aayla and Anakin are cousins

[planet4546b]

ok i finished beyond light and wanna put some thoughts here about it while its on the mind. tldr destiny is simultaneously the stupidest game in the world and has moments that are really, really good

eramis is a hugely compelling character with a solid motivation, interesting backstory, and relates to the long running lore weve had about eliksni in absolutely FASCINATING ways. shes instantly one of my fave characters im incredibly compelled by her. they also say that she cant control the darkness because shes ‘too angry’ (?? what.)

given what we know about the darkness bc of 1. votd and 2. ikoras shredded notes, eramis being probably manipulated by the darkness (which. obviously so is the yw in this expansion) and 2. losing control of it explicitly because she couldnt move on from what happened to riis, eramis’ corruption is MUCH more compelling and complex. but in game theyre just like. oh she cant control it because shes evil. destiny. man come on

using darkness is a super fun way to tie new gameplay mechanics to plot, and make a much more concrete parallel between what the light and darkness can do (both being simplified as sources of power is fun) but they truly had some star wars level bullshit about how you control it. oh you can use it safely if its for a noble cause (eramis’ cause was noble). oh you can use it safely if youre strong enough (what???) oh you can use it safely if youre like a good enough person. its all vauge and kinda stupid.

AGAIN, in light of new lore, the idea that light and darkness can in fact be balanced and thats not a bad thing is an idea that works and is compelling (its not the same bullshit as ppl who talk about like ‘grey jedi’ like it does actually make sense). they just give the stupidest answers possible about how that works

actually i am really glad the exo stranger is here. i love her and im glad theyre in some way tying things back to d1 but it did also it still doesnt make sense. tbf none of the plot of this game ever does but whatever. if the black garden ties into shadowkeep (idk how i just know it does) shouldnt. they have put her there?? or made the vex more important here??? baffling. i am not immune to no time to explain though :(

exo stranger eris and drifter funniest group in the WORLD. i know they just grabbed the three characters that were loosely associated w darkness and gave very little info on how they teamed up or like. Why but good god if it isnt hilarious

destiny once again suffers from being an fps :/ girl you made a whole expansion that gives more information on the eliksni, shows them sympathetically in a lot of ways, and truly starts to develop them (more than they already were, which imho was a fair amount) and theyre STILL solely used as canon fodder. wheres that post about making faceless enemies and trying to give them a face lol bc i think of it all the time in this game

yes we did ALSO help save eliksni and maybe i would have felt different about this if i had been playing when this season had come out and had intereacted in any meaningful way with the eliksni in helm/in their city district but also. you know

once again i am saying that the vex are simultaneously the biggest actual existential threat in destiny and also the only enemy group that can truly actually be treated as faceless with no consequences, bc as far as we know they dont have a sense of self in the way we understand, which EVERY OTHER ENEMY GROUP (hive included!!!!) does. but what can you do.

i really like how little you see of the pyramid. also once again destiny environment design absolutely rules. braytech facilities riis-reborn and vex constructions all look so architechturally distinct, unique, interesting, and do a good job of storytelling from a visual perspective. europa is also absolutely GORGEOUS

i am for REALLLLLL worried about ghost. between darkness possessing him, the sheer amount that yw using darkness seems to legitimately terrify him, and also how he acts in wq im Concerned. last weeks strike being arms dealer and seeing how differently he acts in that era as compared to now is legit heartbreaking. also the sheer number of times is started quoting thin line out loud to myself directly after his lines about how scared he was of yw using darkness is UNREAL

i do genuinely think that this game is doing a good job of tying the specific ways that darkness is portrayed and comes up with the themes and lore about what it represents (mostly based on the shredded notes my beloved) and making that argument for what darkness is compelling. esp excited to see how thats executed in shadowkeep bc i think thats such a strong start for its introduction. like i truly can see how its connected and thats very fun

whole expansion being split between development for eliksni and exos (w bonus development for a d1 character) is so up my alley its unreal. enjoyed it overall but also good god destiny is a video game sometimes isnt it

[endwalkr]

pspspsppspspsppsps 2. 6(mostly curious if she even has a natural hair color ajhsfsjds). 8. 10. 15(besides raha 🔫). 20. also i keep forgetting to ask but do you want the Alpine Chandelier back or can i desynth it?

okay disclaimer i dont have a lot, if any, lore written out for aeda, so this is more or less an excuse to have some concrete thoughts about her. under the cut because i dont know how long thisll get

2. Does your WoL have a recurring nightmare (or more)? What is it?

ok i answered this with a paragraph and tumblr didnt save it to the draft. attacka. anyway i said she probably dreams about 1) fully turning into a sineater (cause even though it didnt happen, emet was REALLY chastising about it) and hurting people. 2) since graha is her girlfriend, she probably dreams about him a lot too. shit like finding him fucken dead in miami (amaurot), him actually managing to sacrifice himself at mt gulg, the soul transfer to the source not working, THAT BULLSHIT HE PULLED IN ULTIMA THULE. she may be a bit worried abt him i think.

6. Is that their natural hair color?

i dont think so! she started off with brown hair (like mine lol, wonder why that is) no idea how hair dyeing works for miqote, given the tail and ears and all, but im sure it works somehow. the aesthetician is a magician! (aeda is probably his favorite customer LOL)

8. How do they feel about the fame/infamy that comes with being a Warrior of Light/Darkness?

honestly its hard to even wrap my head around this in the first place, i cant even imagine what it must feel like. i think that probably over time she kind of gets a bit desensitized to it -- or decides to try not to think about it and just focus on herself, the scions, and achieving their goals. the pressure of all those expections in both the source and the first must kind of be a lot. she cares about the people a lot (otherwise she would never have been here) so she probably understands that they need a hero to look up to. nevertheless its an insane pedestal to be put upon so i wouldnt be surprised if having to save the day for everyone gets too much LOL as for the sort of mythical reputation she has, for people who dont know her, she probably understands as well, but when people are sceptic of her or just assholes abt it (cause god some ppl are needlessly cruel to her) she thinks like "i understand your sitiation but none of you have any idea that im also just a little guy and not some sort of demigod. like im just doing my best"

10. Do they misuse any of their abilities?

i dont... think so? i think she genuinely tries to do whats best, i feel like she would think it cruel to hydaelyn to misuse her gift. (as for her more physical strengths, still i dont think she would use those for evil shes a good girl.) but then theres the issue of all the violence, which in her mind could be perceived as her "misusing her abilities", because despite the fact she and the scions are doing whats best for the world at large, she has kind of had to kill and destroy a lot. of enemies. and sometimes they were not even really enemies. it probably doesnt feel great that she knows how much blood and destruction is on her hands

15. Which NPC are they the most similar to?

(EDIT i somehow read "NPC" and my brain redirected it to scion LOL uhm whoopsie) like... physically or personality wise? im not allowed to mention raha apparently, though he without a doubt is a carbon copy of her. accidentally i swear. i like my cat to have coral pink hair and red clothes, not my fault a certain catboy dresses like that too!

anyway. as for more personality wise... im... not allowed to mention graha...... soo... maybe alisaie? cares a LOT, very passionate and determined, but can be a little bit reckless and impulsive at times?? i think in aeda's case its rather that she forgets her limits at times, shes been through worse so she can push herself through this right?? promptly collapses. lol. i think she does lose herself a bit like that. she knows she has to be responsible and careful, seeing as how many people are depending on her, but honestly i dont blame her for b. br. breaking. her limits. um what's that police siren in the background

20. When in the story was their highest point? When were they at their lowest?

well there have been lots of highs and lows in the story. a lot of moments of "ohh god its really all just terrible right now" but the first notable one is probably the end of ARR and the bloody banquet. it was such a sudden change of events, her being accused of REGICIDE, all her friends scattering to the winds, being hunted for sport in uldah, her CITYSTATE... not to mention her seeing alphinaud have a bad time with the crystal braves. thank god haurchefant was there to offer them some hot chocolate because good lord that situation was dire. also i think she had a really bad time when haurchefant died. lol. that was like the first time she really lost someone that she was close with. (you got a storm coming bby girl)

ANYWAY that was just one. the second low was, well, when she had an entire norvrandt's worth of light in her and ALSO EMET SELCH SHOT HER CATBOY GIRLFRIEND . like the section in shadowbringers from mt gulg to defeating emet was not extremely intense story wise (like stuff Happened but we were just trying to make our way thru the tempest mostly), but obviously the wol was fucking going thru something. the fear of her fully turning into a sineater and 1) destroying the scions and 2) allowing emet to use the crystal tower to commit atrocities 3) possibly also endanger the source if emet decided to unleash her there. thats not great. LIKE SHE WAS READY TO SET OFF TO THE TEMPEST ALONE WTF. thank god the scions are fucking ride or die . basically the "this is fine" meme except she was trying to stop herself from becoming a monster. um.

OOF. AS FOR HIGHEST MOMENTS. why is this one significantly harder to think of??? its just been kind of shitty things happening all the time LOL. i honestly dont know because while there were some times of respite and peace, there was always another threat looming on the horizon you know?? i guess some good moments for her were

1) defeating nidhogg and finally bringing about an end to the dragonsong war, saved estinien and all of ishgard was happy. not very long lasting though because in the next patch a poisoned alisaie falls on yr doorstep sjfjdj aeda did get to hang out with aymeric though!

2) like, after 5.3? all the scions happy and safe back in the source, new additional catboy girlfriend scion, a time of some rest after the ordeals of shadowbringers and being able to kind of come back home.

3) after endwalker maybe... like 6.1 is delightful for her because she gets to go back to her beginnings, adventuring, instead of having the world on her shoulders. but all the memories of what happened in endwalker must kind of weigh on her still... being in elpis, the world falling apart everywhere, people turning, killing zodiark, hydaelyn passing, ultima thule, ultima thule, the last area in the game, all her friends sacrificing themselves one by one (yeah they came back but STILL), ultima thule, GRAHA'S STUPID FUCKING CRYSTAL BRIDGE THAT RUINS MY LIFE EVERY TIME I SEE IT, the twins, ultima thule, meteion, zenos, and nearly dying at the edge of the universe... shit fucking sucked bby girl. so i dont think she has moved on yet. but the transition of her laying down the sword and shield for now and picking back up a role less of a protector but an adventurer (the bow), it being the first time pretty much ever, that she didnt have a conflict or threat to keep in the back of her mind, i think she has potential to flourish.

so it seems her highest moments are mostly moments of rest and peace, which for someone called the warrior of light probably makes sense, the poor thing. like i could recount the greatest victories but lets be real, saving the source and the first from destruction was not as joyful because it came at the cost of defeating one of the last ancients. pretty much everything aeda has achieved has a bittersweet tone to it, always losses on both sides, so i dont know if you can call those her greatest moments... being able to see the people she cares for be safe and happy makes her feel more powerful than all those battles she has fought.

bonus:

yeah ill take it back

shoutout to all the sexy bitches of this earth who read all this, i offer you photos