#im gonna write something so lesbian

[froggyrights]

The dual destinies soundtrack goes Sooo fucking crazy im losing my mind how is it this good

[eightspringdays]

oh hermanito y la conchetumare te juro por lo más sagrado que tengo que estoy chata de estos CULIAOS que me hablan como si fuera a tirar con ellos. ESTOY. CHATA.

No les basta con ser más frescos que la cresta, también tienen que ser unos desagradables mamarrachos mononeuronales termocéfalos asquerosos pasaos pa la punta. Comiste pedigree con pólvora que me hablai tan detonao perro CONCHETUMAREEEE. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. tonto weón.

[weed-hotel]

i honestly dont know what happened. i was so bamboozled by all the beautiful women in mission impossible dead reckoning one that now ive seen like ten tom cruise movies

[transsexualraskolnikov]

alas! i am finally writing my way-too-long-in-production crime and punishment fanfic with female raskolnikov! it's going along awfully but i keep beating myself over with a stick, yelling "IT'S THE FIRST DRAFT, IT'S THE FIRST DRAFT" over and over. being a writer is painful.

[stealingpotatoes]

POTES SEMI-LIVEBLOGS KOTOR!

ive been writing my thoughts in the notes app but due to popular demand (one person asked for it) i'm posting my liveblogging DO NOT SAY/TAG/COMMENT SPOILERS PLEASE i read tags

warning im a yapper, im 10 hours in and theres a lot already (separated into sessions):

SESSION 1

whos this clown i thought i would be playing as revan

ive been too spoiled by dragon age origins this character creator sucks ass

only human???? ): fr?? ill just imagine her different in my brain or some shit

my life is being mansplained to me. is this bad writing or do i have amnesiacs

hes meta now??? hes talking abt the screen controls?????

omg a jedi and an evil jediii

omg their asses suckedddd they both died immediately

i <3 bringing a sword to a gun fight

WHY R THERE SO MANY SITH WHERE IS TJE RULE OF TWO

i clicked a workbench and it said lightsaber so either i get a lightsaber or i get a jedi friend whose lightsaber i can steal if im careful

I assume u play as revan in kotor2 so im gonna buy that now so i can play it when im done playing w this clown

i got light side points im getting a good grade in game morality which is something both normal to want and possible to achieve

everyone keeps saying revan is dead but thats my friend revan from tumblr hes clearly alive. or they???

my characters ass is distractingly present onscreen

huge fan of the way everyone collapsed drunk what the FUCK was in that wine

ok these sith ppl might be the bad guys but their armour is DRIPPY AS FUCK

ideologically i dont agree w the sith but they kinda went off w the fits

googling how to become a sith without being evil cause they have Drip

SESSION 2

i paid £1.19 to see revan he better show up in this game at some point

all these sith n i still cant find one revan….. stop faking ur death rn come out n talk to me babygirl this isnt like u….

why can i be light/dark side if im not a jedi. give me a laser sword

maybe this jedi gyal will know where revan is faking his death. or give me a fuckin lightsaber PLEASEEE

was just thinking 'does this game have romance' and then carth called me beautiful. i dont think im gonna romance anyone until i get this amnesia sorted

why is carth questioning me so much abt the crash im pretty sure i have amnesia

why tf did the jedi lady have me transferred to this ship are we in lesbians with each other???

carth's not wrong it is suspicious but i lowkey have amnesia so i coulda done that i coulda not

a lot of clone wars voice actors in this. was lucasfilm so broke in the 2000s that they could only afford the same 3 VAs for every project

mission is 14??????? we need to get my girl back in school

SESH 3

tale as old as time i fucking suck at racing games

ok i didnt realise you had to mash click i won

REVAN!!! REVAN!!!!!!!!!

why am i dreaming abt revan tho. real as hell but ?????

lmao cringe revan getting blown up. i thought the jedi beat rev-meister in a fight but no. accident

"such visions are often a sign of force sensitivity" COOL YAY GIVE ME A LIGHTSABER

BASTILLE LOST HER FUCKING LIGHTSABER??

CARTH IS RIGHT THATS LIKE DAY ONE JEDI SHIT. ok i still love her even tho shes a bit of a bitch and also doesnt have a saber

if we find a lightsaber im taking it first tho

whys carth getting weird abt me being weird that he doesnt trust me. i just wanna be friends mate

SESH IV: A NEW HOPE

'i mean no disrespect, but perhaps one of the male slaves could serve you better' i went in here to start a slave revolution and instead got called a lesbo

LMAO THERES A SPICE LAB???? WALTER WHITE WHERE ARE YOU

thats insaneee they blew up BILLIONS of people to get to one jedi?????? these sith arent fucking around theyre scary

UM THIS IS CRAZY GRAPHICS THE LIGHTING IS CLEARER/DARKER WHEN I COVER THE SUN W THE SHIP EDGE?? 2003 IS THE YEAR OF THE FUTURE

someone just called me padawan i kinda assumed i was in my late 20s do i just have baby vibes

all the jedi in the movies are so chill but every kotor jedi i've met so far has been a bit of a bitch

YO THEY HAVE A YODA!!! its not THE yoda but

cool so these guys are just the regional managers at best. your asses are not the council

why can everyone smell my force juju so strong

THATS STRAIGHT UP YODA'S CLONE WARS VA

why does fake yoda not blink both eyes at the same time. im calling him master tortimer he reminds me of the animal crossing mayor

bastila there was no need for such a fancy bow

malak is like evil aang

revan is so much shorter than malak omg

are me and bastila sharing dreams. are we both obsessed w revan

poor mission ):

WHAT WAS MASTER TORTIMER ABT TO SAY????????? EVER SINCE WHEN??? DID WE KNOW EACH OTHER BEFORE MY AMNESIACS????? DID BASTILA TELL U SMTHN MORE WHEN I WASNT IN THE ROOM???

im intrigued i like this whole hidden jedi shtick its very compelling. so is whatever theyre hiding from me

kinda surprising no jedi found me before tho given my force juju is so strong

IM A LEGIT JEDI NOW??? SICK!!!

does revan rlly not have pronouns i thought that was a tumblr thing but they straight up are a nonbinary icon ive never heard a single pronoun used. revan's pronouns are revan/revan's

damn revan seems so cool in these stories (charismatic war hero that convinced their troops to join them as conqueror?? julius caesar) and yet all we've seen them do onscreen is get blown up and die by accident

A YEAR AGO? the way they were talking i assumed revan died like. a week before the game started

master uh i forgot his name he has martin scorcese vibes said revan was a paragon of the jedi so what im getting is that all jedi gifted kids turn evil

even if i didnt know revan as a tumblr darling id KNOW revan has to be alive somewhere they way everyone talks abt them is too cool for a character who exploded and died. i think. i hope. I PAID £1.19 TO MEET REVAN

'only you and bastila can stop malak' seriously????? just us two?? ive been a jedi for like, 6 minutes and you guys keep calling bastila young???? do you guys not wanna help??

omg im getting carth to traumadump! <3

HE WAS ON REVAN'S ARMY>??

i totally knew the jedi code and did not have to google it whatsoever

they rlly said fuck going to illum heres a crystal from the bin

he told me id be a great sentinel and i was like i know but i want blue cause i dont wanna be matchies with bastila

OGH!!! I HAVE A LIGHTSABER!!!! THIS IS GAME OF THE YEAR!!!!

omg i made my lightsaber perfectlyyy which is rare <3 getting a good grade in jedi

maybe i was a travelling lightsaber salesman before my amnesia

seriously though WHO was i everyone's kinda stopped acting like i have amnesia since the first mission BUT IVE PLAYED DRAGON AGE THAT GIVES YOU OPPORTUNITIES TO RP UR PAST. THIS DOESNT. EITHER THIS GAME IS BAD (but i love it so its not) OR I HAVE RETROGRADE AMNESIA

also everyone keeps being like "Oh ur force juju is so strong" AND NOBODY FOUND ME TIL NOW??? suspicious. did getting a really bad concussion activate the force in me

im too confused and amnesiac'd to think abt anything except the fact i have a glowing stick now

FSESH FIVE:

big fan of using aliens to avoid having to get VAs to read every line

oh so carth's boyfriend saul betrayed him and became leader of the sith fleet so he has trust issues

well he needs to calm down. i can't betray him cause i dont know what the fuck is happening

yooo i love the design differences on the mandalorians

oh my god this lady wanted to fuck her droid cause it was her husband's. and then it killed itself. wtf. game of the year tho

wtf they jebaited this juhani person into going dark side but then i talked her out of it. that seems a bit mean of them

i hope she can join my party she looks too unique to be a random npc

ive been thinking and I might be going crazy but there was a loading screen tip ages ago that said jedis could wipe ppl's mind and all i thought at the time was 'fuck the shitshow acolyte didnt make that up'. but what if one of them wiped MY memory and i used to be a jedi or smthn ????????

cause they keep being like ur weirdly good at this??? did bastila steal my memories??????????

I KNOW I HAVE AMNESIA!! EVEN IF EVERYONE DOESN'T BRING IT UP BC THEYRE PROBABLY TRYING TO SAVE MY FEELINGS

if i dont have amnesia and im just deeping the fact the opening had my life being mansplained then im gonna look real stupid

anyway time 2 go to the fuckshit ruins cave where r-dog and malak went to

"it must be referring to revan. the dark lord and malak--" revan's pronouns are revan/thedarklord

bastila said theres no mention of the Builders in the archives. does she just know every text off by heart

THIS DROID IS 20K YEARS OLD ???

omg i can equip 2 lightsabers at once. game of the year

OK I TAKE BACK EVERYTHING I SAID ABOUT THE AMNESIA BASTILA IS ASKING ME QUESTIONS ABOUT MY BACKGROUND THAT I CAN ANSWER. I REPEAT I DO NOT HAVE AMNESIA

ok i didnt get choices and i didnt really uh… say anything that i didnt already get told im still not ruling out amnesia

also booo i didnt get to find out how old i was

master tortimer rlly looks like the ultimate ketamine yoda

LMAO THERE WAS A DIALOGUE OPTION 2 CALL JUHANI A CATGIRL

omg kashyyk from jedi fallen order!!!

I CAN UPGRADE MY LIGHTSABER THIS IS JUST LIKE JFO

omg this ship is fun i wish everyone had personalised bunk spaces like hfw… a game which came out 19 years after this i should probably just take what we have

im gonna start w manaan cause im p sure thats what B-dog said n its the same language the droid was speakin

omg hyperspace from star wars

THE GUY THE BUILDING FELL ON???

am i having dreams abt revan bc bastila killed revan and im connected to her this is so roundabout

maybe i'd sleep better if my ponytail wasnt clipping into the pillow

[kiwi accent] six

carth needs a xanax every time i think we're friends he stops trusting me

also lmao he actually pointed out how wild it was that a day one padawan is being sent on this uber important mission and HES RIGHT IT IS WEIRD!! i thought it was main character logic but he's calling it out

i really really like the sense of unease that's setting in like at first i thought it was just cause im not used to 2003 games but no this is on purpose bc carth my friend carth keeps calling it out

THERE IS A CHILD ON MY SHIP ??????????????????

lmao the representative for menaan is roland wann. its like poetry it rhymes

there are no cameras in the sith hangar <3 rookie error i can commit crimes now

bastila's favourite hobby is getting shot and walking into my grenades

this isnt a combat system this is a missing system

I GOT ARRESTED???? IM JUST A GIRL

nvm i had a datapad that said the sith were evil so theyve let me go free and we're besties

why do i feel like ive just walked into an underwater horror mission

this suit waddles at the speed of a penguin on fentanyl

i tamed the beastie this is like how to train your dragon

MALAK FIRED ON REVAN?????? WERENT THEY BEST FRIENDS???????

but maybe revan escaped when bastila wasnt looking THEYRE FINE THEYRE OUT THERE SOMEWHERE. I BELIEVE

so hopefully when we run into revan they'll be like agh i changed my ways cause of the being shot thing and they'll be my bestie

great news i successfully communicated w the ship child and gave her back to dantooine. my girl has shockingly good linguisitics skills

bastila is so dour "oh watch out for the dark side" GIRL I AM. I NEED TO GET THE BEST GRADE IN GAME MORALITY

ok OFF TO KASHYYK i hope cal kestis is there… thru the force i guess… bc he wont be born for another 4000 years but its whatever

omg you'll never guess what. another vision. wow its one of the thangs. cool this is a tomorrow me problem

[cainfile]

tonight i’m feeling abby tbh. need her to do some srs things to me im not playing. like yes i love my els sm she’s baby but when it’s ABBY… baby the urge is carnal. PRIMAL. need her to BREED ME RIGHT NEOW.

like yer fuckin with me. who was up in that naughty dog studio and why was it a horny ass lesbian…

i just know she fucks so good. guys it ain’t even funny. like her strap game is something serious… i would know.

being a bit self indulgent here but i keep imagining her just fucking the shit out of u. like strap on, she ain’t stopping for shit. like think of your most primal, nasty fucking. that’s abby.

i’m all for soft dom abs and even sub abs but WHEEEWWWW. just cocky dom abby. she don’t care how much u weigh, how tall u are, none of that. she’s gonna throw u around like a RAGDOLL 🙈🙉🙈🙉

imagining that shit eating type smirk on her face, her breathing a bit short, and somehow her hips keeping the same steady rhythm for the longest fucking time. and it’s DEEP. SHE DONT PLAY UFGHRJRRRR. and she wouldn’t even be degrading, just condescending and cocky. “feels good right? yeah… know it does.” while letting out a little chuckle when you groan particularly loud.

need to write a little blurb on cocky abby making u feel like ur ready to settle down with her and have her babies. breeding kink n all. maybe one day ☝️

[twilghtkoo]

lunch notes

pairings. jungkook x reader (f)

genres/aus. fluff, established relationship, college au

notes. happy pride month to the lesbians, i hope u have an amazing and special month babes !! was inspired and had to quickly write this down bc i miss writing and i had the time. likes and reblogs are vv much appreciated and again HAPPY PRIDE MONTH <3

masterlist

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��so what did your man write you this time?” your friend and classmate teases, nudging you lightly with her shoulder.

you roll your eyes and grab your bento out of your bag. silently excited to see how jungkook curated the food he cooked himself and especially, to see the note. if he left one.

despite his busy schedules and his late nights at the company, he still manages to pack you lunch when he can. of course, it’s not everyday but you cherish the days he does.

the zipper pocket inside your bag holding all the little sticky notes from him.

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eat well before your exam baby ! i’m proud of you no matter the results… love you jungkook <3

cooked your favorite last night…kimchi fried rice :D have a good day baby, love you x jungkook <3

i knew you were gonna wake up late this morning, good thing i woke up earlier before u and packed ur lunch in ur bag already u even left the house in a rush without giving me a kiss, but i’ll forgive u if u eat all the food and make up for it tonight ( ◠‿◠ ) love you jungkook <3

i messed up the smiley face on the rice silly me, stupid scissors :( have a good day baby love you jungkook <3

yes i put extra carrots in here bc ik you hate them but u need to eat them hehe (￣∇￣) don’t be mad, eat them pls have a good day baby! love you jungkook <3

i think im doing a pretty good damn job making characters out of food now huh? u can praise me when u get home ＼(^ω^)／ love you jungkook <3

bet u gasped when u opened up ur bento huh ? cus i made ur favorite cus im the best boyfriend in the universe ;) spam onigiri !! made this with love, enjoy ur day baby love you jungkook <3

ooo something different than the usual, think i did pretty good for cooking western food as my first time:P enjoy ur cajun chicken pasta sexy love you jungkook <3

u were with me while we cooked this together and i was singing to you in the middle of the kitchen enjoy ur meal baby & have a good day love you jungkook <3

[davidisnotmyname]

MAJOR FUCKING SPOILERS FOR THE SEVENTH COMIC (also this post is really long be warned)

Okay I wanted to give my thoughts on the seventh comic because I, a sleep deprived teenager with absolutely no knowledge on comic making or writing, feel that my opinion is logical and good /s

First off, my immediate reactions to the comic:

OH MY FUCKING GOD THATS A CHILD. THATS SOLDIER’S AND ZHANNA’S CHILD. THATS THEIR BABY. WHAT THE FUCK

the second I saw this shit I knew this comic was gonna give me an aneurysm (in a good way).

waitasecond…

THERESTWOOFTHEMOHMYGOD (also im so fucking happy that the joke I see in fan media a lot about Soldier naming his kids stuff like that is officially canon)(also east meets west fans were eating good this comic)

I like that the comic creators have put so much focus on Spy and Miss Pauling’s relationship. Not only is their dynamic great, but it shows that Spy isn’t a heartless jackass and he not only genuinely cares about the people around him, but can and will show it (I mean most of us knew that already but… someeeee people have fallen victim to the temptations of flanderization)

you’re gonna see this come up a lot in my rambling but I fucking love the shit the mercs are doing in the background, their expressions are so funny: Heavy is sick of their shit

Demo is asleep

Scout can’t breathe

Spy is also sick of their shit

Medic (and that godforsaken baby baboon) is sightseeing

Pyro is having the time of their life

and Sniper and Pauling are just trying to make sure they don’t all fucking crash and die

This is irrelevant as fuck (but most of the stuff I say is) but I just wanted to bring up how much I liked the secretary’s design. It’s very pleasing to look at.

They are like ants to me. I want to put them in a jar with holes in the lid and a bunch of leaves and then roll them down the stairs

I know this might not be what the scene is trying to imply, but fuck yeah, lesbianism (also thank god they gave Scout some semblance of character development, they are very cute as friends)

more background mercs. Medic and Pyro in particular have me in hysterics (this comic has so much good shit I can use for my discord pfp). Also Demoman my belemoman

GOD I FUCKING LOVE THE CHARACTER DESIGNS SO MUCH, thank you young Administrator for reminding me that I am in fact gay in every direction. RIP Admin, she served cunt and died

Get that fucking thing away from me

MAKAMI!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!!! THIS SHIT BELONGS IN THE LOUVRE!!!!!!! THIS IS GENUINELY THE MOST INCREDIBLE PANEL IN ALL OF THE COMICS, I AM AWESTRUCK

Yet again more background mercs. They saw your AO3 history.

okay I was gonna say something but my phone flagged this image as nudity for some fucking reason? What

anyways, as I was saying:

GAY (guys listen it’s canon okay you have to believe me guys wait come back no wait)

also my first thought when I saw this was “heavy is trying to hold him back from doing weird shit to the corpses,” and I don’t care how anyone else interprets it because I am objectively the most correct /j

also looking back at this I’m realizing heavy’s hands are almost the size of medic’s entire torso lmao tf2 isn’t beating the yaoi hand accusations

I’m actually gonna be sick and die oh my god what the fuck is wrong with me

I’m not gonna put all of the panels cuz I feel like it’ll get annoying quick + the image limit, but the whole series of Pauling just standing there as the Admin is cosplaying a Nature Valley Honey and Oats Bar while everyone slowly trickles out of the room just hits so hard and so good. These comics are such a compelling narrative disguised as a series of shitposts and I’m all for it.

MISS P. NAME DROP???!!!!! (Also can we get an F in the chat for all the Francine Pauling truthers)

He is literally her dad I don’t make the rules (also yes I’m aware that it’s stated that he’s her legal guardian literally two panels later so this joke really isn’t funny, but none of my jokes are so what’s your point)

Yet another casual masterpiece by Makami, with the added bonus of the subject being a beautiful hairy old man who’s built like a fucking brick house. Heavy Weapons Guy TF2 I wish you were real. Also bearded heavy goes hard, i need to cook him into a fucking soup oh my god

Hey chat so did you know I’m actually going to be inconsolable for the next three years. Also this is obviously photoshopped we all know his last name is Elbertson (no but seriously I actually started running around my room and rolling on the floor when I got to yet another name drop)

Okay, I need to either say this now or have it fester in my psyche for eternity. That haircut gave me physical and psychic damage when I first saw it. Scout tf2, you’re ugly as shit but that’s honestly poggers, welcome to the club man (also oh my god he looks so much like Jerma I’m screaming, but Jerma isn’t ugly though I promise I would never diss my king like that)

Nobody talk to me

I SAID NOBODY FUCKING TALK TO ME

spy with his granddaughter, he loves her so much but still can’t bring himself to reveal who he truly is. I actually can’t fucking do this anymore this comic is gonna have me keel over and die of a heart attack

That’s it. Get in the fucking wood chipper right now /j seriously though I can’t even begin to explain how much this scene means to me. Spydad was one of the main things that got me so interested in tf2 over a year ago, and seeing him and Scout not only being civil about it, but genuinely caring about each other is everything. I’ve never been one for spydad angst (no shade if you do like it, I just personally prefer happier stuff), so I’m glad that this was the route the comics took with that plot point.

also don’t think I’m not gonna bring up the fucking mask. after seventeen years, we finally have spy’s face. Not only that, but the reveal was done through him giving it to his granddaughter. It’s done in such a casual and sweet way but it’s so impactful. He can be vulnerable around these people. This man, who’s spent his life building up walls around himself, refusing to let anyone through to the point of wearing that stinky ass balaclava everywhere, can now freely live as himself with his son and grandchildren. I’m gonna start eating screws I swear to god.

oh fuck I hit image limit hang on I have a little bit more to say check the reblogs the rest of my descent into madness will be present there shortly.

[jhyoos]

Off Limits

chapter three : ice cream

soccer player vi x talis reader

mentions : lowkey loser!vi, romance, lesbianism, modern au, college au, drama, caitlyn is a bitch, smut at the end, thigh riding

summary: vi takes you as a date to caitlyn’s party

notes : lowkey a long chapter. and im honestly free writing this shit so the reader is lowkey funny

<- previous chapter | next chapter ->

The weekend meant no classes, which should have meant sleeping in. Should have.

Instead, your phone buzzed repeatedly, Jinx’s name flashing on the screen. You groaned loudly, knowing there was no way she’d stop until you answered.

“What.”

“Swimsuit shopping. Get up.”

You whined dramatically into the receiver, but Jinx wasn’t having it. “Five minutes, or I’m showing up at your house.”

That was enough motivation.

By the time you both arrived at the mall, you were still half-asleep, trailing slightly behind her as she led the way with far too much energy for this hour.

“Why so early?” you grumbled. “The party doesn’t even start until four.”

Jinx glanced over her shoulder, giving you a deadpan look. “For someone so fashionable, you’re actually kind of stupid.”

That woke you up. “Excuse me? What?”

“We’re here early because everyone is gonna be looking for the best swimsuits,” she explained, waving a hand dramatically. “Everyone is gonna be at this party. Early bird gets the worm.”

“I don’t want the worm,” you huffed. “I have plenty of swimsuits.”

“Yeah, but we gotta make a statement.” Jinx smirked. “Especially since we’re both going on dates.”

You sighed, rubbing your temples. “I’m not buying anything to wear for Vi unless I’m getting my pussy ate specifically from the back by the end of it,” you said out loud which made some bystanders look at you weird.

Jinx frowned “That’s my sister you’re talking about, ya know…,” she says.

“My bad…,” you said with a awkward smile

She rolled her eyes before she grabbed your wrist and dragged you into H&M.

The two of you sifted through racks of swimsuits, pulling out options and tossing them back just as quickly. Jinx was the first to find one—a sleek white bikini with a matching cover-up that tied at the waist. She held it up against herself, eyeing it with approval.

“This is cute,” she mused. “Gonna make Ekko die.”

You snorted. “That’s the goal, huh?”

She grinned. “Always.”

After Jinx finished checking out, she glanced over at you, eyebrow raised.

“Sure you’re not getting anything?”

“Nope,” you said, shaking your head. “I already have the swimsuit. Haven’t worn it yet because I didn’t have a reason… but now? Oh, everyone is gonna love it.”

Jinx grinned, linking her arm through yours. “That’s what I like to hear.” Then, without missing a beat, she tugged you toward the food court. “Come on, let’s get Auntie Anne’s.”

You didn’t argue—mall pretzels were a must.

The moment you got home, you started your everything shower. No shortcuts. No half-measures.

Shampoo. Conditioner. Deep conditioner. Double cleanse. Full-body exfoliation. Shaving from head to toe like you were about to be sculpted out of marble.

By the time you stepped out, steam curled around the bathroom like mist, and your skin was as soft as a baby’s.

Next? Pedicure. Classic white polish, clean and sharp. You sat back, letting your toes dry, scrolling mindlessly through your phone—until the screen lit up with a call.

Vi. 🖕❤️

You sighed dramatically before answering. “What do you want, Violet? Phone sex?”

There was a pause, then her amused chuckle crackled through the speaker.

“Damn… I was gonna wait until like, the third date for that,” Vi teased. “But I mean… never too early.”

You snorted, shifting to get comfortable. “If you act correctly at this party, maybe I’ll let you get a little something something.”

“Pinky promise?”

“Yes, puppy,” you mocked, voice dripping with fake sweetness. “I pinky promise.”

You were fastening your earrings when your phone buzzed.

Vi 🖕❤️: I’m outside

You glanced at yourself in the mirror, taking in the final look. The swimsuit you chose was a moment all on its own—an earthy-toned bikini with a bold zigzag pattern that hugged every curve. The top was a classic triangle style, tied perfectly to show off just enough. The matching wrap skirt sat high on your waist, the gold ring at the hip accentuating your shape. The slit up the side? Just enough to tease. You smirked. Yeah, you looked good.

Grabbing your bag, you headed out the door.

Vi was leaning against her car like she was in a damn movie, arms crossed over her chest, looking effortlessly cocky. The second she saw you, though, that confidence faltered—her gaze dragging over you, eyes darkening, her mouth parting slightly.

She had on a simple sports bra and some swim shorts, her toned arms and abs on full display. God, she’s such a butch, you thought, biting back a grin. And Jesus, does she make it work.

She pushed off the car as you approached, still too busy staring at you to watch her step—almost tripping on the curb.

“Be careful, loser,” you teased, smirking.

“I am being careful,” she shot back, straightening herself like nothing happened.

You giggled before stepping into her space, wrapping your arms around her in a hug. She was warm—solid. Her hands found your waist, lingering just a second too long before you leaned in, whispering near her ear,

“You’re not gonna act like a dog, are you?”

Vi exhaled sharply, fingers tightening on your waist for a moment. “Of course, baby,” she murmured. “I’m gonna take real good care of you.”

Your lips curled into a smirk as you pulled back, shoving your bag of clothes into her hands.

“Be a good puppy and carry this for me.”

Vi groaned but didn’t argue, tossing your bag into the backseat before—of course—opening the car door for you.

“Thanks,” you hummed, sliding in and buckling up.

She shut the door, walked around, and got in beside you. With a final glance at your legs—peeking through the slit in your skirt—she exhaled, shaking her head before starting the engine.

Next stop: the devil’s house. I mean, Caitlyn’s.

Caitlyn’s house was exactly what you expected—huge, elegant, and screaming old money. The driveway was already packed with cars, the faint sound of music and laughter spilling out from the backyard.

You glanced over at Vi, who was gripping the steering wheel a little too tightly. Her jaw was clenched, her shoulders stiff.

“You okay, Vi?” you asked, watching her carefully.

“Yeah… just—let’s go.” Her voice was off. Flat. Like she was bracing for something.

She got out quickly, coming around to open your door like the perfect little gentleman she pretended not to be. You stepped out, and she shut the door behind you, her movements sharp.

Something was up.

“You’re still talking to her… aren’t you?” you asked, crossing your arms.

Vi sighed, running a hand through her hair. “No. I just… only told you half the truth when I asked you out.” She hesitated, eyes flicking up to yours. “I didn’t tell Cait I was bringing you as my date.”

Your stomach dropped.

“What the fuck, Vi?” you hissed, stepping closer. “She’s my captain. She could go to the cheer coach and do God knows what—”

“That’s not gonna happen,” Vi cut in firmly. “One thing about Cait is she keeps her word. I told her to leave you alone.”

You stared at her, your heart pounding in frustration. “Jesus…”

You turned on your heel and started walking toward the house, leaving her standing there.

The tension was thick as you stormed toward Caitlyn’s house, Vi trailing behind you. The last thing you wanted was drama at a damn pool party, but of course, here you were.

The second you stepped into the backyard, it felt like all eyes were on you. The pool shimmered under the setting sun, the sound of splashing water and distant laughter mixing with the music playing over the speakers. Caitlyn was standing near the bar, drink in hand, looking completely unbothered—until her eyes landed on you.

Jinx was the first to notice you both. She was sitting on the edge of the pool with Ekko, kicking her feet in the water. “Heyyyy, look who finally decided to show up,” she called, grinning. “Damn, Vi, didn’t know she’d bring you though.”

“Shut up, Jinx. And for the record I asked her,” Vi muttered, but Jinx just snickered.

Caitlyn made her way over, her expression unreadable. “Didn’t know you were bringing a date,” she said coolly, eyeing you.

“Yeah, well, now you do,” Vi shot back, standing a little closer to you.

Caitlyn hummed, sipping her drink before turning back to her group of friends, whispering something you couldn’t hear. You felt the weight of their stares, but you refused to shrink under them.

The party actually started off fun.

The music blasted through the speakers, laughter filled the air, and the pool glowed under the soft party lights. You weren’t sure what you expected when Vi dragged you along to Caitlyn’s party of all places, but for a while, it was easy to forget the tension.

You stuck close to Vi, but Jinx and Ekko made it easy to loosen up. You hesitated when Ekko handed you a shot, but he grinned. “Relax. It’s ok. If you get too drunk, we got you.”

You sighed, then downed it. The heat burned your throat, but the way Vi smirked at you made it worth it.

One shot turned into two. Then three. Before you knew it, you were laughing too hard at Jinx’s ridiculous impressions of people at the party, leaning into Vi’s side.

The music pulled you in, and soon, dancing became inevitable. You and Vi got close—hands lingering, touches getting bolder. Her fingers pressed into your hips as you moved, and the alcohol in your system only made you braver.

Caitlyn noticed.

Her jaw clenched as she watched from across the party, her grip tightening around her drink. You could feel her eyes on you, but honestly? You didn’t care.

The heat from all the dancing—mixed with the alcohol—eventually became too much. “I need to cool off,” you murmured, wiping the sweat from your brow.

Vi smirked. “Pool?”

You nodded, and the two of you headed to the edge, dipping your feet in the water. The cold contrast against your overheated skin was heaven.

You weren’t sure how much time passed, but as you started to sober up a little, something shoved you—hard.

The impact sent you toppling forward. The moment you hit the water, panic set in. The weight of your clothes dragged you down, and you kicked wildly, trying to push yourself up. Shit. You knew how to swim, but not in deep water.

You tried to find the surface, but everything felt wrong. The more you struggled, the more disoriented you became.

Then, a splash.

Strong arms wrapped around you, pulling you up. Vi.

The moment you broke the surface, you gasped, coughing violently as Vi held onto you. “I got you,” she said, voice sharp with worry.

She helped you to the pool’s edge, steadying you as you clung to her, your entire body shaking.

Then Vi turned, furious.

“The fuck is wrong with you?!” she snapped, voice cutting through the party noise.

The girl who pushed you—one of Caitlyn’s close friends—just laughed. “Relax, it was a joke.”

“A joke?” Vi’s fists clenched. “You think nearly drowning someone is funny?”

Jinx cracked her knuckles, grinning. “See, this is why I love parties. Always some dumbass asking to get their ass beat.”

Ekko placed a firm hand on her shoulder, shaking his head. “Not now, Jinx.”

Vi turned to Caitlyn, seething. “This is exactly why I didn’t tell you she was coming. You let your friends pull this shit?”

Caitlyn sighed, rubbing her temples. “Vi—”

“No. Fuck that,” Vi snapped. “I told you to leave her alone. You wanna act like you're better than all this, but you let your friends act like this?”

Caitlyn hesitated, her gaze flickering to you. “I didn’t tell her to do that.”

“But you didn’t stop it either.”

For once, Caitlyn had nothing to say.

Vi turned back to you, hands gripping your arms gently, scanning your face. “You okay?”

You swallowed, still shaken, but nodded. “Yeah.”

Vi exhaled, shaking her head. “We’re leaving.”

She didn’t wait for a response. Instead, she grabbed your hand and pulled you away from the pool, away from Caitlyn, away from the bullshit.

Jinx and Ekko followed close behind.

Caitlyn called after Vi, but she didn’t stop.

And honestly? Neither did you.

Vi drove in silence, her grip tight on the steering wheel. She still hadn’t fully calmed down from the party, but she needed to get you out of there. Away from them. Away from her.

So, she took you to Coldstone.

She figured ice cream might help, something sweet to take your mind off everything. And, of course, she paid.

You kept it simple—nothing over the top, just a classic cone with a couple of safe flavors. You and Vi changed out your swimwear but, your skin was still damp, and the cool evening air made you shiver slightly as you both sat outside at the plaza.

Vi wasn’t even thinking about her own ice cream. Her focus was you. The way your lips wrapped around the cone, the slow, casual licks as you tried to keep it from melting over your fingers. Her mouth went dry.

Jesus Christ.

She swallowed hard, shifting in her seat as she tried to pull her mind away from where it was headed.

The plaza was quiet, barely any people around at this hour. The only sounds were the distant hum of cars and the occasional passerby. Vi finally broke the silence.

“You okay, baby?” she asked, voice softer now.

You nodded, licking a stray drip from the side of your cone. “Yeah…I thought I was a good swimmer, but I guess I need a few more lessons,” you joked, trying to lighten the mood.

Vi huffed a laugh, shaking her head. “I’m just glad you’re okay. I can always teach you, y’know.”

You glanced at her, intrigued. “Oh yeah?”

She nodded, leaning back against the bench. “Yeah. Had to learn myself. My dad just pushed me into a lake when I was little and told me to get to the surface.”

Your brows lifted. “He what?”

Vi smirked, but there was a flicker of something behind her eyes. “Yeah. Sink or swim, y’know? I won’t do that to you, though.”

You snorted, shaking your head. “You just go with the flow don’t you?…”

Vi tilted her head, watching as you took another slow lick of your ice cream. And fuck—that was it.

She barely whispered the curse under her breath, but you caught it.

Your eyes widened, then a smirk curled at your lips. “Oh my God… You’re getting hot from me eating ice cream?”

Vi didn’t say a damn word.

She just stared.

So, naturally, you decided to push her buttons. You dragged your tongue over the ice cream slower this time, making sure she watched every movement.

Vi exhaled sharply through her nose. “I’ll bend you over right now.”

Your smirk deepened. “And do what? There’s people around.”

“I’m willing to make that sacrifice.”

You laughed, shaking your head before taking a bite of your ice cream. “I’m not having public sex with you, puppy.”

Vi groaned, rubbing a hand over her face. “You’re killing me.”

You just grinned, thoroughly enjoying how easy it was to fluster her. “You’ll survive.”

Vi wasn’t so sure about that.

After finishing your ice cream, you both climbed back into the car. You buckled yourself in, settling into the seat as Vi started the engine. The streetlights cast a soft glow through the windshield, illuminating her face as she turned to look at you.

"Where to next?" Vi asked, resting one hand on the wheel.

You shrugged, turning toward her. "I don’t know… you’re the driver."

Vi huffed a small laugh, but her eyes lingered on your face. That’s when she noticed it—the faint smear of ice cream at the corner of your lips. Without thinking, she leaned in, her thumb gently swiping across your skin to wipe it away.

Then, slowly, deliberately, she brought her thumb to her lips and licked it clean.

You watched her. Your breath caught in your throat as her tongue flicked over her skin, her eyes locked onto yours. The simple, effortless movement sent a shiver down your spine.

Oh.

"I get it now," you murmured, voice barely above a whisper.

Vi’s brow lifted slightly, but before she could respond, you leaned in and kissed her.

She didn’t hesitate—her lips moved against yours immediately, eager, warm, and still sweet from the ice cream. The taste of vanilla and something entirely her filled your senses, and you wanted more.

Before you even realized it, you had shifted onto her lap, your hands resting against her shoulders as your lips moved hungrily against hers. Vi’s grip tightened around your waist, her hands sliding down, finding their way to your ass as she pulled you flush against her.

The car was filled with the sound of heavy breathing and soft gasps between kisses. You could feel her heartbeat against your chest, fast and strong.

Then, you pulled away.

Vi looked up at you, her pupils blown wide, lips slightly parted. There was something desperate in her gaze—puppy eyes, silently pleading for you to continue.

But you swallowed hard, trying to catch your breath. "We can’t have sex, Vi," you murmured, though your voice betrayed the hesitation in your words.

Vi nodded quickly, her hands still resting on your thighs. "We’re not. I promise."

You hesitated, biting your lip. Her hands on you, the warmth of her body, the way she looked at you—it made it so damn hard to think straight.

But then you exhaled softly, giving in as you leaned down, capturing her lips once more.

Vi shifted beneath you, adjusting her position until one of her toned legs slid between yours. You barely had time to register the change before her hands on your hips guided you down onto her thigh. A sharp inhale left your lips as the pressure hit just right—your dress providing little barrier between you and the warmth of her skin.

Vi pulled away from the kiss, her breath heavy, pupils dark with need. Her hands tightened their grip on your waist, steadying you as she murmured against your lips, “Ride my thigh.”

Your breath hitched. “Vi… this is a public parking lot.”

Her lips curled into a smirk, her voice low and coaxing. “Come on, please? My windows are tinted—no one’s gonna see.”

Her thigh tensed beneath you, flexing just enough to send a jolt of friction straight to your core. The feeling made your head spin, your body betraying your hesitation as your grip on her shoulders tightened.

Vi leaned in, her lips grazing the shell of your ear as she whispered, “No one will know, baby. Just you and me.”

You swallowed hard, your pulse racing. Vi’s hands roamed up and down your thighs, warm and steady, encouraging but never forcing. You bit your lip, glancing around the empty parking lot before looking back down at her. Her pupils were blown wide, her gaze locked onto you, waiting—hoping.

You exhaled sharply. Fuck it.

Slowly, you rolled your hips against her thigh, testing the friction. A quiet gasp escaped you, and Vi’s grip tightened. “That’s it, baby,” she murmured, her voice thick with desire. Her hands guided your movements, but you quickly found your own rhythm, grinding down harder as the pressure ignited a slow, burning heat in your wet cunt.

Vi’s lips brushed against your neck, leaving featherlight kisses before she nipped at your skin. “You feel so good,” she groaned, flexing her leg beneath you to give you more resistance.

Your fingers dug into her shoulders as a soft moan slipped past your lips. “Vi…”

She pulled back just enough to watch you, her expression absolutely wrecked with want. “Keep going, baby. Let me see you fall apart for me.”

The air in the car was thick, hot, electric. Your pace quickened, chasing that high, your moans got louder, your body trembling with each roll of your hips. Vi’s hands never left you, steadying, supporting, worshipping.

And just when you felt yourself getting close, her lips found yours again, swallowing your gasps and moans, drowning you in her.

Your body tensed as the pleasure built, the friction of Vi’s thigh against your core sending waves of heat through you. Your arousal leaking through your panties and onto her thigh. Your moans became shaky, your movements becoming more desperate as you chased the high she was coaxing out of you.

Vi watched you like you were the most beautiful thing she’d ever seen—her grip on your hips tightening as she helped you ride out the rhythm. “That’s it, baby,” she murmured against your lips. “Just let go.”

The tension inside you snapped, a sharp gasp and a high moan breaking free as pleasure crashed over you in waves. Your body trembled in her hold, and Vi’s arms wrapped around you, steadying you as you rode out your high. Your head fell against her shoulder, your breathing ragged, skin flushed.

For a moment, the only sounds in the car were your uneven breaths and the distant hum of the city outside. Vi pressed a soft kiss to your temple, her fingers running slow, soothing circles along your back.

“You’re unreal,” she whispered, her voice filled with something deeper than lust—something almost tender.

You let out a breathy laugh, lifting your head to meet her gaze. “You’re trouble,” you muttered, though there was no real bite to it.

Vi smirked, her hands never leaving your waist. “And you love it.”

You rolled your eyes but didn’t deny it. Instead, you cupped her jaw, brushing your thumb against her cheek before pressing one last, lingering kiss to her lips.

“We should probably get out of this parking lot before someone gets suspicious,” you murmured.

Vi groaned, resting her forehead against yours. “Fine. But next time, we’re not stopping at just that.”

You grinned, pressing a playful kiss to the corner of her mouth before sliding back into your seat. “We’ll see, puppy.”

Vi shook her head, chuckling as she started the car. “You’re gonna be the death of me.”

As Vi pulled out of the parking lot, you leaned back in your seat, feeling the aftershocks of what had just happened still buzzing through you. The night air filtered in through the cracked window, cooling your flushed skin. Vi, on the other hand, looked proud of herself—one hand on the wheel, the other resting lazily on her thigh, fingers tapping against the fabric of her shorts.

A playful idea sparked in your mind. You reached beneath your dress, slipping your hands under the thin fabric of your panties and slowly sliding them down your legs. Vi glanced over, catching just a glimpse of the movement before turning back to the road, her jaw tightening.

“You better not be doing what I think you’re doing,” she muttered.

You smirked, lifting the lacy fabric into her line of sight before tossing them into her lap. “Relax, puppy. It’s a gift.”

Vi picked them up with two fingers, glancing at you before grinning like the menace she was. “Oh, you’re really something else.” Without hesitation, she reached for the gearshift, tying your panties around it like some kind of twisted trophy.

“There. Now I’ve got a little decoration.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “That’s your ‘something something.’”

Vi raised a brow, still grinning. “Then what was that in the parking lot?”

You leaned closer, lips brushing the shell of her ear as you whispered, “A thank you for saving me.”

Vi’s breath hitched for just a second before she chuckled, shaking her head. “Shit, baby… you really know how to keep me on my toes.”

You smirked, settling back into your seat with a satisfied hum. “Someone’s gotta keep you entertained.”

Vi pulls up to your apartment complex, her car engine purring to a quiet stop as she parks. She gives you a smirk as you both step out, the evening air carrying a hint of coolness that only makes her presence feel warmer. You walk side by side, your hands brushing slightly before stepping into the elevator together.

The elevator hums as it rises, both of you standing close, the tension between you palpable, though neither of you acknowledges it. When the door dings, you step out first, leading the way to your apartment door. You take your things from Vi’s hands, your fingers grazing hers for a moment longer than necessary.

You look over at her, a small smile playing at your lips. “I enjoy our… date,” you say softly, teasingly.

Vi’s lips curl into a grin, her eyes glinting with something playful. “I enjoyed it too… a lot,” she says, her voice low, like she’s savoring the moment.

You glance back at your empty apartment, knowing Jayce won’t be home for another day. You knew your brother well. When he’s gone he won’t be back for a while.

You don’t mind the solitude, but tonight you’re in the mood for something else. Turning back to Vi, you lock eyes. “Stay the night with me,” you say, your tone serious but laced with a challenge.

Vi raises an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of her mouth as she leans back against the door. “Why, pretty?” she asks, her voice dripping with curiosity.

You let out a soft chuckle, the air between you light but charged with something more. “Because I need a big, tall, sexy, muscular butch to protect me while I sleep,” you reply with a playful grin, your words teasing but carrying an unspoken invitation.

Vi laughs, deep and genuine, her eyes never leaving yours.

“That’s good enough excuse for me.”

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[twiixr4kidz]

PRAYING YOU GIVE US SOME THE EVIL EXES X A DUMBASS S/O PLEASEEEE

Like they're so dumb it's not a joke- like imagine Roxy asking her s/o about the menu at a restaurant they're going to and they go "babe....I'm a lesbian." And it takes a full FIVE MINUTES for them to figure out what she meant

OMG YES i am a certified dumbass so this was very easy to write

matthew patel:

listen....... he gets it

he isn't the sharpest tool in the shed

it's like when you're around each other, your brain cells disappear

most discussions end in the two of you looking at each other, very confused, whatever conversation you were having being long forgotten

he doesn't mind re-explaining thinsg to you if you don't understand them

he thinks it's kinda cute honestly

lucas lee:

he is the himbo-est himbo to ever himbo

honestly most of ramona's exes are dumb but in different endearing ways

i can tell you for a fact that he'll tease you for one thing and then proceed to do it immediately after without even realizing

OR HE'LL TRY TO LIKE SHOW YOU WHAT YOU WERE DOING WRONG AND HOW TO FIX IT AND THEN HE MESSES IT UP HIMSELF LMFAO

"babe, that's not how you do a kickflip. THIS is." (he bails and breaks his board)

todd ingram:

todd is probably one of the most confused people you will ever meet

sometimes you say things that completely baffle him

im talking something so dumb his jaw is hanging wide open and he's rendered completely fucking speechless

and you're confused as to why HE'S confused because you thought you explained what you were saying really well

but you very much did not

there are so many conversations you have with him that are cut short because he doesn't know how to respond

"hon... look at me... what?" "huh?" "did you hear a word you just said?" "wait... what did i say?"

roxie richter:

she thinks it's cute!!!

most of the time

other times, she's genuinely concerned for your sanity

"so... whatcha wanna eat?" "babe, im a lesbian" "...what?" "what do you mean what?" "i know... you're a lesbian... i was asking about the food..." "OH"

you cannot hear apparently

she thinks it's funny whenever you do that thing where you hear her but you don't process what she said so you go "what" and then you cut her off when she tries to explain cuz you finally have an answer

she thinks it's HILARIOUS

kyle katayanagi:

he thinks it's hysterical

like you know this motherfucker is the ultimate tease

you don't know the answer to a question? you say something that sounds dumber than you intended it to?

you know damn well he's getting on your case about it

and honestly he loves it

he knows he's smart but he's fascinated by your sheer stupidity

he doesn't mind explaining things to you either

but you aren't getting out of an explanation without him calling you, and i mean this in the most affectionate way possible, a dumbass

ken katayanagi:

he's ALSO very fascinated with the fact that none of your millions of brain cells work

even when it comes to what he thinks is a simple concept, it takes a lot of explaining for you to understand

this is explaining that he doesn't mind doing

maybe his knowledge is just a little TOO advanced

he can never tell if he's the one whose too smart or if it's just your natural dumbness

it confuses him

he's enamored

literally say one dumbass thing around him and he's gonna have you pinned to a wall in the most intense makeout session of your life

gideon graves:

listen... gideon isn't as much of a douche as everyone makes him out to be

he thinks you being dumb is adorable

something about his weird thing for control and how he loves to explain things to you

he doesn't wanna control in a toxic way, let me just get that out there

he just loves how you never seem to know what's going on

god he loves it HE LOVES IT

[blond3ang3l]

hiya :3

do u still write for Call of Duty? Specifically, Valeria Garza? If you do, could i request something - ahem - spicy of her? >0< im such a lesbian omg (^_^;)

uhhh either g/n or fem!reader please !! Genuinly cannot imagine Valeria with a man .. also, im not gonna give any specific direction, since, you know better than me what to write for her, but plz no dark/hardcore kinks!! Keep it vanilla ;[[

thanks in advancies if you decide to write !!

-🃏🌀⭐️

Of course baby, and thank you for specifying you want something soft. I love writing soft stuff lately :)

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“Hey pretty, what’s wrong?”

Valeria asked as she came into you guys shared bedroom. The same one she let your little heart go wild in when it came to decorating. You were sitting there on you guys bed, your my melody plushie between your thighs and tears were in your eyes.

“Can feel a migraine to come in. Woke up to it, I took my meds but I just can’t focus on anything cause it’s all I feel.”

Valeria’s eyes as she sat next you before pulling you on to her lap.

“You feeling sick pretty girl?

“No. It’s my sinuses again. It’s not too bad but it’s just making me feel so icky.”

She rubbed your back, her cold and scarred hands that wasn’t covered by the pretty white and pink nightgown you were wearing.

“Take your bonnet off princesa. It causes tension on your head sometimes remember?”

She gently reminded you while taking your bonnet, laying it on her dresser. Her hands massaged your scalp gently, her freshly manicured nails matched the renaissance themed acrylics you had gotten done. You let out a small sigh of contentment.

“Missed you so much baby.”

Your words hurt Val’s heart. She knew you did, you always missed her when she had to stay with Rudy and Alejandro. She hated being away from you too. Her pretty little doll.

“Need to give my girl the attention she deserves. Working her ass off in her shop, gotta make it up to you.”

She pressed her lips against yours. Her hands slipped under your dress, her tits pressed against your back we she pulled you closer. Without breaking the kiss her slid your panties to the side, rubbing your slit gathering your slick all over her fingers.

Small whimpered left your mouth as you looked up at your girlfriend. Tears bubbling in your eyes. You were just overwhelmed with emotion, you hadn’t seen Val in a few weeks and it always made you emotional. Even more now when she was touching you, making your head all fuzzy.

“Shh don’t cry pretty. I know you’ve missed me. I’m sorry princesa, gonna make it up to my girl.”

She slipped your panties down and laid you down on the bed. Pushing your thighs apart as her tongue pressed against your clit. Her tongue piercing was cold against it. She was enjoying all the whines that left your mouth. Calling out her name in that whiny voice you always did when you felt good.

“I know baby, just sit here and look pretty just like you’re doing now. Taste so good mami. Can’t believe I spent so long away from you. So god damned pretty. All mine.”

She planted kisses against your clit and down your thighs before sliding two of her fingers in you. She felt you clench around her, knowing how much you needed her in the moment made her need for you grow.

“Can’t believe how lucky I got with you. You were practically made for me.”

The praises slipped from her lips like nothing. As if it was second nature to her. She couldn’t help it, practically obsessed with her girlfriend. She kept her hand on your chubby thighs as she added another finger inside you. You were probably seeing stars as she repeatedly hit that gummy spot inside your cunt.

“Val..mommy, m’ gonna cum.”

“There you go, go ahead give it to me princess”..

[l44serbeam]

hello, can i request college! ellie simping over oblivious reader 💝

eee i lov writing simp ellie shes such a munch

— ALL FOR YOU 𖤐 𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

warnings — some good ol’ homosexual pining and loser lesbian syndrome, cursing, drinking, smoking, some fratty guy being creepy, sooome jealousy

For the past few years, Ellies followed y/n around like a lost puppy, accompanying her to all the parties, events, and get togethers. The two are attached at the hip, but lately somethings been eating away at Ellie and she just cant seem to let it go.

“Ellie. Im not gonna fucking smell it.” Y/n laughed as she swatted away the jar Ellie aggressively shoved at her face.

“C’mon y/n. If i had to suffer so do you.” Ellie menacingly cackled, her hand following y/ns nose as she attempted to dodge the scent of the four month old jar of moldy tomato sauce Ellie had grabbed from the fridge and instinctively took a strong whiff of.

“You’re distracting me.” Y/n whined as Ellie threw the jar in the trash and plopped onto the seat next to y/ns on her 2 chair dining table.

“You’ve been doing that shit since you got here this morning. Im feeling quite neglected and unwanted in my own home.” Ellie huffed, crossing her arms.

“I have two pages left, fifteen minutes at most. Then we can do whatever, I swear.” Y/n finalized, biting her lip as she scribbled on the bright yellow paper.

Ellie watched her work, eyebrows permanently scrunched and lips a gelatinous red from her chewing. The way she shifted uncomfortably in the seat as her lower back ached and would quietly huff whenever a question got too complicated.

In the past few years of their friendship, this had become a sort of ritual. Y/n would show up at Ellies house a good 15 minutes within Ellie waking up and shed study on Ellies table and Ellie would sit with her and watch her.

Well the last part of the ritual Ellie didn’t exactly want y/n to know about, but she couldn’t help herself. How could she not stare when she looked so sanctified, in her barest form, wearing her most comfortable clothes and her hair still not tamed from slumber.

It almost felt domestic. At least thats what Ellie thought. Shed order breakfast and they’d eat together is silence as y/n played out loud lecture recordings as they ate to not fall behind and Ellie would occasionally pretend to listen, but end up distracting y/n and laughing throughout, making her have to rewind and get back into the lesson.

Pretty much everything about y/ns and Ellies relationship was domestic, the two constantly together even at the most uneventful and peaceful moments.

They’d met the summer after their senior year, both attending a party near their new campus a month before the start of their college years.

In all honesty, when Dina had first introduced y/n to Ellie and they first exchanged greetings, shed set her mind on sparking a casual hook up and then forgetting about her, but how could she do that when after an hour the two were sat on the curb outside the party, nursing a joint and laughing maniacally at each others jokes with the haze of the alcohol. How could she just fuck y/n and leave when in the two hours they were sat on that curbside, she rambled endlessly about her personal ideologies and opinions, painfully pretty, passionate and giggly

That was one of the first things Ellie picked up within their conversations. Y/n was surprisingly intelligent and beautifully put together, made up of thoughts and theories that constantly molded her mind, making her practically impossible to figure out. She was complicated and beautiful and Ellie couldn’t help but feel a sense of adoration paint her chest.

The next years to come, Ellie and y/n were attached at the hip. They went to parties together, left together, ate together, studied together. All of it. And through all of it all Ellie could feel was warmth wrapping around her and a lightheaded buzz of euphoria. But even then, Ellie was convinced all y/n experienced was oblivion.

It wasn’t like Ellie hadn’t thrown hints or made it obvious that she yearned of her, but y/n had a tendency to not realize the things that were right in front of her. So, Ellie decided it’d be for the best if she just waits for her feelings to subside and not let anything change.

Ellie felt the buzz of her phone on her lap and flipped it over to see a message from Dina.

ELLIEEEEE ik ur with y/n ask her if u two r coming to jesses tonite

first of all how do you KNOW im with y/n 🤨🤨 and second.. she said yes

you two are practically a married couple ofc ur with her

Ellie chuckled at Dinas statement, making her cheeks redden in the slightest (not that shed ever admit it).

be at jesses at 7 or you will face ur doom mwahahahhahaha

Ellie lifts up her phone and faces the screen towards y/n. “I think she lost it.” Ellie laughed.

Y/n laughed at the message and Ellies comment. “Noo, she lost it a good four years ago.”

Y/n suddenly slammed her textbook shut and threw her pencil onto the table. “Im DONE.”

“Jesus, finally.” Ellie said. “Im gonna get ready i can drive you to your place so you can get ready and we can go kill time till 7 then off to Jesses.”

“Alrighty ill pack my shit up.”

“Look its my favorites!” Dina yelled out as she practically launched from Jesses couch and ran over to the two, pulling them both into a hug. The scent of alcohol and weed radiated from her, exciting y/n for the night.

Getting drunk and high with her best friends was one of y/n’s favorite things to do, all of them losing any sense of dignity or embarrassment and just letting loose with one another.

Y/n spotted a few unfamiliar faces littering Jesses apartment, red cups at hand and smoke clouding the home.

“Lets go get you started off. Im feeling quite lonely at my level.” Dina laughed, grabbing y/ns hand. Y/n looked back at Ellie and stretched out her purse to her which she responded to with a nod, grabbing the purse and beginning to back away towards Jesse.

“Cant believe you didnt wait for me.” Y/n said in a dramatically offended manner. Dina rolled her eyes, pulling y/n forward.

“I love you y/n, but its not my fault if you took forty thousand years to get here.”

When they reached the kitchen, a counter had a display of multiple bottles and differently tinted alcohol bottles and chasers.

Dina grabbed a bottle of tequila and two cups, pouring a double shot in each and handing one to y/n.

“God this shit can kill a grown man.” Y/n groaned at the intense scent of the alcohol wafting from the cup.

“C’mon.” Dina said, tapping her cup at the table and bringing it up to her lips, y/n following suit. The two gulped down the shots, both immediately reaching for the bottle of sprite as a chaser.

“Oh jesus.” Y/n coughed, her face sourly contorted. She shook her head quickly to shake it off and recover.

She grabbed two cups and poured some hawaiian punch that was on the counter, pouring some of the tequila on top. She made sure to pour one of them heavy handedly with the alcohol. “Im gonna go take Ellie a drink.” She told Dina.

“Ill be waiting for you on the dance floor.” She excitedly yelled before rushing off to the area next to the kitchen where the majority of swaying bodies danced to the loud music.

“Youre actually an idiot Williams. Like not in a joking haha funny way but you are genuinely dumb.” Jesse laughed, Ellie rolling her eyes and slumping back on the couch, her legs spread widely and arms defensively folded in front of her chest.

“Shut up Jesse. The only reason you and Dina got together was cause you don’t know how to take a hint and started talking about her to me on facetime and you didn’t know she was next to me. Not because of your unwieldy intelligence.” Ellie retorted, Jesse playfully punching her shoulder.

“You’re just mad dude. I think you’d loosen up if you juts fucking told her how you felt. You’re getting quite tense.” He finalized with a whisper as they watched a cheerful y/n making her way over with two cups in hand.

“Hello there.” Y/n said, stretching out the O as she plopped down on Ellies lap, handing her the drink that had more alcohol.

“Greetings.” Ellie said slickly, grabbing the drink from y/ns hand and smirking at her pinkened cheeks and already loose demeanor. She found her hand instinctively flattening on the lower part of y/ns back and bringing the drink to her lips, eyes squinting at the burning flavor masked by the slightest bit of fruit.

Jesse eyed the two and laughed to himself, shaking his head. Ellie looked at him and gave him a indicative look that read shut the fuck up.

“Where’d Dina go?” He asked y/n, taking in Ellies look.

“She went to go dance. Im gonna join her in a sec.” She responded, taking a swing out her cup.

Ellie reached into the pocket of her loose black denim button up and pulled out a tin. Y/n immediately recognized it as the tin Ellie kept her joints in. According to her it was the perfect place to keep them cause they stayed fresh longer.

She brought the joint up and pinched it between her lips, then searching through her pockets but not seeming to find what she was looking for.

“Got a light?” She asked through lips.

Y/n nodded and reaching to her purse that was in between Ellies thigh and the corner of the couch. She pulled out the lighter and brought it to the tip of the joint at Ellies lips, Ellie silently taken aback when she expected her to have just handed it to her.

When the smoke bloomed from the lit end, Ellie took a lengthy drag that further lit the cherry.

She grabbed it from her lips and handed the joint to y/n, letting her take as much she wanted before getting up and going to Dina.

Ellie watched y/n under the dimly lit lamp next to them on the night table, being one of the few sources of light. She looked peaceful, looking ahead at the crowd of people quietly with a hidden grin and swaying to the music. Her lips delicately wrapping around the joint and the lip gloss she insisted on applying right as Ellie parked her car and making her wait glimmered against the light.

Suddenly, y/n turned her head and her eyes caught Ellies, catching her in her tracks. She separated the joint from her lips and smiled.

“What?” She laughed at Ellies stagnant gaze.

Ellie laughed lightly. “Nothing. You just look happy.” She dismissed.

“Of course i am. Fucking studying shits been kicking my ass, i was dying to get out.” She said, not reading further into the look on Ellies eye as she watched her.

“Alright, im goin’ in.” Y/n said, patting Ellies leg and handing her the joint as she stood up.

“Have fun.” Ellie said, leaning back again and fixing herself on the couch.

Jesse leaned back once again, his lousy conversation with a guy who stopped by them as Ellie and y/n spoke ending, but that didnt mean her didnt hear the entire conversation between her and y/n.

He looked at her and laughed. “Youre a fool Ellie. A fool.” He said, Ellie groaning and planting her hands on her face, trying to cover the slight laughter that escaped.

“Y/N!” Dina called, seeing y/n search for her closer to the edge of the crowd. At her name, y/n beamed and pushed towards her. “Thought you were never gonna make it!” She yelled in y/ns ear slightly louder than necessary.

“Ellie sparked up.” Y/n said back.

“So you weren’t dancing with me cause your were blue balling Ellie?” Dina laughed and said in a sarcastically offended manner.

“Shut the fuck up.” Y/n said firmly, but playfulness playing at her tone.

“Oh how you torture that poor girl.” Dina laughed.

“Stop i do not.” Y/n huffed. “We’re best friends Dina. She doesn’t see me like that.”

Dina sighed and twirled around to the music. “You’re so oblivious.”

“She would never.” Y/n stated in a stonier tone.

“But would you.” Dina asked sharply, raising her eyebrows knowingly and crossing her arms.

Y/n rolled her eyes but remained silent.

“Whatever dummy. Forget about that.” Dina said, grabbing y/ns hands and urging her to start dancing with her which she slowly caved into, losing herself in the beat of the music.

The two jumped and swayed, only stopping to gulp down a portion of the drinks in their hand and keep dancing.

Y/n felt a pair of hands wrap around her waist, the persons body pressing into her back and the scent of heavy liquor and pungent cologne invading her senses.

When Dine turned towards y/n and saw the man behind her, her face contorted as she made confused eye contact with y/n.

Y/n turned around and gently put her hands on the mans chest, softly pushing him away as she backed up.

“Sorry im not interested.” She yelled over the music.

“What were just dancing!” The man said back, still stepping towards her. “Pretty thing like you shouldn’t be dancing alone baby.”

Y/ns and Dinas faces both painted with disgust, y/ns push becoming slightly harder.

“Thank you, but no thank you.” She insisted, this time turning around the push out the crowd.

Behind her the man followed, keeping track of her through the people and still trailing behind her as she walked toward the kitchen.

“C’mon. Whats your deal.” He said as she stopped at the drink counter and started making another drink, not paying attention to the guy. “Don’t be a bitch.” He said, grabbing the back of her hips and pressing against her backside. She quickly grabbed his wrist and turned to aggressively push him off and in all probability, probably punch him square in the face, but before she could do that a hand gripped his shoulder and he was harshly pulled off of her, stumbling back.

“Shes obviously not into you dude. Fucks wrong with you.” Ellie said, getting frighteningly close to his face, chests touching. Ellie was practically the same height as him if not taller, by this time her jacket off, revealing her built arms from her black wife beater.

It seemed like a fight he did not want to pick, putting his hands up and backing away with a shit eating grin. “Alright, definitely mot worth it.” He said, walking away and out of the kitchen. The few people that lingered around there looked at y/n, one or two asking if she was ok.

When everyone cleared out and went about with their business Ellie looked at y/n, her hand brushing her forearm. “You sure you’re ok?”

“Yeah i am, just got me a little nervous.” Y/n wearily laughed as she spoke, turning back around and finishing pouring the alcohol in her drink with shaky hands.

“Careful there.” Ellie said, her hand pulling down the end of the bottle for y/n to stop pouring seeing how much she was putting in.

“Im good Ellie.” Y/n said in a firmer manner, looking back at her.

“I know.” She softly responded. “Cmon, lets go to the couch.”

“Im gonna use the bathroom really quickly then ill meet you there.”

“Need me to wait for you?”

“No its ok, go make sure no one takes your spot.”

Ellie nodded and walked back to the couch, Y/n finding the vacant bathroom and locking herself in it. She set down her cup on the counter and turned on the water, splashing some of it on her neck to combat the heat that seated to be radiating from her body. She looked in the mirror and took a breath, recomposing herself.

“Alright.” She said to herself, swinging open the door again and walking towards the sofa. When the made it into the living room, the first thing she spotted was Ellie in her spot at the couch, and next to her a pretty blonde girl with big round eyes looking up at her, a smile on her lips.

Y/n stopped in her place and watched as Ellie seemed to explain something to her, her hands moving and making signals and the girl eagerly nodding along.

Something shot up y/ns spine in that moment and she considered just walking up to them and taking a seat on her usual spot (that being Ellies lap) but her words to Dina rung.

She just sees me as a best friend. She sees her as someone to be with.

With that thought ringing through her head she turned towards the balcony door besides her, stepping out and being hit by the cool breeze.

A man ashed his cigarette and y/n asked if she could bum one off of him, to which he said yes and gave her one then exited, leaving her alone.

She lit the cigarette with a random lighter from the chair and drew from it.

Her drunkenness had taken a turn with the sighting, going from a jolly and joyful to sad and sulky. Its not like she felt like Ellie had any obligations to her or the other way around, but that didn’t stop y/n from feeling a sharp tiny stab to her gut.

There was a knock on the glass door of the balcony causing y/n to whip back around. A tall girl stood at the glass waving at y/n almost as a warning that she was coming out.

“Hey sorry to bother you. Mind if i smoke out here?” The girl asked.

“No not at all.” Y/n said turning back towards the view and taking another hit of the cigarette.

“I know you.” That girl said in a recognizing tone as she pulled out her own cigarette. “We have Microbiology iolgoy together. You sit next to, whats her name?”

Y/n laughed lightly. “Yeah, a friend of mine, Leah.”

“Yeaah.” The mystery girl responded.

“Whats your name?” Y/n asked but before the girl could answer, the glass sliding door of the balcony swung open.

“Y/n i was fucking worried about you.” Ellie said sharply, eyeing the girl that stood besides her hastily. “Sorry im gonna have to take her.” She said as she grabbed her arm and began pulling her, not a drop of genuine apology in her voice.

“Ellie what the hell. She was nice i was having a conversa-”

“You had me scared y/n. I mean what the fuck you said you would be there i a minute and almost twenty go by and no ones seen you. You don’t even know her and you were practically on her.” She said, not making eye contact. Y/n shook her arm out of Ellies grasp, making both of them stop in the empty hallway.

“And you didn’t know that girl but that didn’t stop you from go for her. You can have flirt with people and get with girls but i cant?”

“What girl y/n? What are you talking about?” Ellie questioned harshly.

“From the couch Ellie. You were going for her and i didnt want to barge in. You were obviously into her.”

Ellie scrunched her eyebrows in confusion. At the realization the tense muscles of her face softened, but were still written with gentle confusion. “The blonde on? I wasnt- why would i be into her?”

“Because shes pretty and obviously ready to suck you off right then and there so what else.” Y/n shrugged, annoyance building onto her tone.

A chill ran up her spine at the sight of how Ellies face shifted at her statement.

“You’re really are fucking obvious are you?” Ellie huffed.

“About what Ellie?” Y/n desperately asked, Ellies lips pressing together.

“Im not doing this here. Grab your shit, im dropping you off at your house.” She said demandingly, y/n cursing at herself when her legs didn’t even waiver a second before speeding towards her purse to collect her things.

The car rang with the low tones of the gentle rock music that played from Ellies playlist. Other from that and the sound of the road rolling against the tires there was no noise within the car.

Y/n sat looking out the window, occasionally looking over at Ellies tense figure besides her.

Question hung heavily in the air and unspoken words riddled y/ns tongue. In the past 10 minutes of the car ride, y/n had repeatedly gained the confidence to strike up conversation but allowing her anxiousness eat away at it and retaliate.

Ellie suddenly turned and parked in front of the entrance to the apartment building which y/n lived at. She put the car in park and turned towards y/n her hand placing itself onto the back of y/ns seat.

“You really dont see it y/n?” Ellie said, speaking her first words in the entire car ride.

“See what Ellie? You keep talking about this it like i know what thats supposed to be.”

“It is whats right in front of you y/n! Me! The way i feel about you and the way you make me feel. I’ve tried so many times y/n i mean so many times to show you or hint to you that i like you more than what we say we are to each other.”

Y/n couldnt help but let her jaw slack, her lips parting open in surprise at Ellies words. Ellie hissed and rubbed her hands against her face, groaning.

“God.” She hissed. “Look y/n. I dont want to lose you. I dont care how youre in my life but i need you in it. If you dont feel the same way we can go on and forget tonight happened.”

Ellies shoulder slumped at the sound of giggles escaping y/ns throats, her hand coming up to cover her mouth.

“I dont think laughing is what i was expecting.” Ellie said.

“No no no, im not laughing at you. Im laughing cause Dina was fucking right.”

That response didnt exactly ease Ellies nerves, almost taking offense to it. These feelings were quickly eased at the sight of y/n spring out of her seat and the feeling of her lips searing into hers.

A wave of euphoria rushed through Ellie at the feeling of y/n. On her. Her hands on Ellies neck and on her knees as she bent over the arm rest.

It was as if the kiss almost spoke hundreds of words of exchange that neither of them had said. Their lips moved against one another, clutching onto a string of reality.

The two separated to breath desperate breaths of air, their foreheads against one another and noses brushing against each other.

“I think i let how much i like you and how much i dont want to ruin us not let me see the obvious.” Y/n said barely above a whisper, Ellies lip curling into a smile.

“You’re so stubborn.” Ellie responded, leaning back and brushing her thumb across the apple of y/ns cheek. “Its almost three im the morning and you have class at nine, get yourself to bed.” She said even though those very words caused her so much dread.

Y/n groaned but couldnt contain the sheepish smile on her face. “Alright. Ill be at your place by 11. That ok?” Y/n asked almost nervously.

Ellie leaned forward and kissed y/ns lips once again. “Whats expecting anything different. Im not done with you.” She smirked, making y/n blush.

“Ill see you tomorrow.” Y/n said as she opened the car door.

“Text me when your upstairs.” Ellie said before y/n closed the door, her response being a thumbs up and happy wave before running into the lobby.

Ellie drove all the way back to her apartment with a cheesy smile on her face and her hands excitedly tapping the steering wheel to the drumming of the music she played lauder than before.

Just wait till Jesse hears this.

a/n — heres a lil fic for you guys just to keep u fed <<3 love yall and i hope your having a wonderful pride month 😽😽

[door-insurance]

So I played Life is Strange 2 for the first time ever

I didn’t wanna play it for a long time not cause it didn’t have Chloe or max (tbh I got sick of their asses around BtS they’re not even my faves)

By that point I was in college and had lost interest in the whole franchise but also I was very apprehensive of white creatives writing racism with no input from the group they’re portraying, they don’t usually do a good job

Sometimes they make it cartoony, sometimes they trivialize it, sometimes they romanticize it

So years later adulthood kicked my ass and I came back crawling to this franchise for some comfort, I finished True colors annnnd I finally started 2 after hesitating annnnd

^sketched this while playing

SPOILERS

I actually liked it

I liked Sean, the drawing segment he does- he was such a likable main guy, deserved better honestly.

I also liked Daniel, he was very adorable and I never got it when people called him annoying like no shit the 9 year old is gonna act like a 9 year old- just don’t be a jerk to him, I know he can be frustrating but that’s what taking care of a kid is like

And lis had always been about realistic complex characters, y’all can’t handle a traumatized nine year?

I have two younger siblings and two nieces plus I’ve been a bratty younger sibling to two older sisters

Maybe I’m just used to it?? But honestly Daniel wasn’t that bad

The racism portrayal in the first few episodes was not all that cartoony and it actually felt real at times, like I can check for American news rn and find stories similar to what you see in episodes 1-3 (minus the telekinesis)

Although the gas station racist hick spouting trump slogans was a bit on the nose, it’s more of dialogue thing

Some people thought the gas station detainment was egregious but it can happen unfortunately, especially to vulnerable people in rural areas and by someone of a higher systematic advantage

One other thing I did not like was the love interests, I thought Finn and Cassidy were alright characters on their own but why do we need romance in this game where the protagonists are always on the run?

I don’t like to compare lis 1 to 2 but when it comes to the romance the former did a better job as it spent more time establishing it, plus max stayed in the same place for the majority of the game- but you know what? Sean doesn’t have to be in a relationship right? It can be a one off thing, that’s fine

Which brings me to my next point

How old are Cassidy and Finn?

Cause Sean is still 16 and no, being on the road didn’t mentally age him- he’s not “mature” for his age

He is still a kid

So for some reason Dontnod never really specified their ages but some articles described them as teens (they look 30 to me) and they can be around 18 right? Their lives are hard stress ages you- it happens, we can with live that, it’s just a two years difference

But teens or not

why did they animate a whole knocking the boots scene???

Of all the games in the series, the only one that gets a sex scene is the one with the much younger protagonist and his ambiguously aged older looking love interest and I think it’s only with Cassidy you get to do it in the tent

Alex Chen was robbed of a on screen booty call from a beanie wearing lesbian with a sexy radio voice or a buff ass Adonis of a man who was Smokey the bear’s regional manager or something

Anyways I’m gonna move on I’m uncomfortable lmao

*im not hating on people who ship Sean with either Finn or Cassidy, I’m not even tagging your ship names- im just stating my personal preferences on my blog

One last thing I did not like about LiS 2 and it was the one thing that kept me from playing it for years

That one scene from episode 4

So at this point Sean Diaz went through the following:

-lost his father, had to abandoned his loved ones, education and home

-was accused of killing a cop

-had to take care of his little brother on his own while on the run, the same brother with telekinesis and none of them know how to control it

-was harassed, beaten then detained by a racist white man

-had to take refuge in an abandoned cabin with little resources

-the dog that they adopted at the gas station eventually gets mauled

-the one time they found solace at their grandparents house they had to leave abruptly cause the police was hot on their trail

-on their way out they can potentially witness the neighbors kid that they befriended get hit by the police car that’s chasing them

-they find shelter at a nomad campground but oh no they get involved with drug trafficking cause they barely have any other options to make money (unfortunately this happens a lot IRL this isnt egregious)

-Sean now has to deal with the trafficking, making sure that Daniel doesn’t get into any trouble with his powers while fake ass giancarlo esposito is breathing down his neck

-and guess what happens next… Daniel gets robbed into pulling a heist on temu gus fring and it goes badly, Sean can potentially lose a love interest/friend in Finn

-Sean gets hurt, Daniel goes so mad that he blows the whole place up; a shard glass flies into Sean’s eye and he ends up losing it

- Sean wakes up from a coma and learns that his brother is missing and he’s about to be taken to jail

- the one thing that consistently brought him joy during this trip was his art and because of the missing eye he can’t even do it the same anymore cause it hurts now

- Sean has to escape the hospital with a hot wired car, little money and has to drive across two states just to get to his brother

-on the way he dreams of his father, he wants him back he wants his old life back but that’s not gonna happen so he has to move forward

Im not listing all this as examples of bad story telling, a lot of these are real life experiences of homeless people. im just painting a picture of the shit that Sean had went through so far

Cause right after the dream sequence, Dontnod didn’t think all that was enough no you had to see Sean get hate crimed by two lifetime movie, sitcom special of the week racists- be made to either sing or suffer a brutal beating

It added nothing to the plot, it didn’t need a choice system either- it’s a hate crime, you’re not asking Joyce for fucking pancakes or eggs n bacon at the whales diner or hosing down Lisa the fckin plant.

This to me went straight to trauma p*rn category, it’s wheelchair Chloe all over again

I hated it then in LiS 1 and I hated now in LiS 2, this is why I don’t dick ride Dontnod that often

They always had this tendency right before the end they single out a particular character and mentally whip them, they become the writing teams punching bag- they think we didn’t get it the first time that this character is going through it, they just hammer it in with the subtlety of a heart attack and I hate it

“Yeah but it’s there to show Sean’s resolve to find Daniel-“

HE ESCAPED FROM THE HOSPITAL AND THE FEDS, HE HOT WIRED A CAR TO DRIVE ACROSS TWO STATES

He’s starving, dehydrated, suffering from chronic pain

That’s enough

Let the character breathe

You ask why not a lot of people wanna play this game and I’m gonna tell you, as much I enjoyed it myself it’s not an easy game to play- it gets brutal, especially right around the end

I’m not against bleakness or extreme conflict, I’m into that but sometimes that doesn’t translate well to any gaming format- especially a choices matter game that’s meant to be replayed

Some people have asinine reasons not to play LiS 2 like it dealing with racism and those people suck, lis had always dealt with progressive themes like calling out objectification, cyberbullying and sl*tshaming

Racism shouldn’t be the exemption

but misuse of racial trauma and not knowing when it’s appropriate to invoke it is a huge turn off and hella triggering to a lot of non white players and I remember when LiS 2 dropped I’ve seen (mostly white) lis fans at the time proclaiming that not wanting to play it meant that you were racist

Like I said there were probably racists who didn’t wanna touch the games cause of the main characters skin but there were people like me who were apprehensive of the “Let’s go to the mosh pit Shaka brah” people handling racism

This is the same studio that had Ms Grant (one of the few black characters from LiS 1) claim that the white settlers peacefully shared the stolen land with the native Americans

I find that shit harder to believe than the time traveling powers

And they were doing alright in the first episodes they covered stuff like unconscious biases slipping through, dog whistles, polite racism from the grandparents segment, police brutality, racial profiling and being targeted/othered- some of these things I went through when I visited western countries

Then they did the bullshit I feared theyd do…

I really don’t blame myself for being hyper vigilant at the time and honestly I was going through a lot then, even if I wanted to I wouldn’t have touched LiS 2 cause it’s a very heavy tasking game to play

I know I kinda made it seem like I didn’t like this game but I did, its the best one in terms of the choice system

It had more weight to it, seeing Daniel internalizing what you say to him or how you act around him was so cool

Also what the second game has over the first one aside from the choices system is the ending selection- I never liked picking the endings for max, I wanted her to pick the ending or her coding/script to do that

Its definitely more fleshed out technically even though LiS 1 has a special place in my heart it’s always gonna be no. 1- but im also glad that I got to experience the 2nd game for the first time, I liked it

Personal lis ranking

1: Lis 1

2: Lis 2

3: True colors

Discount bin: BtS

My personal fave moments from LiS 2:

- beating up the racist bully and giving him a concussion

-mushroom (rip icon)

- victorias letter

-winning that that bear from that claw machine

-gorillaz song that was not feel good inc

-Brody pointing at a fucked up looking arcadia bay yelling “that’s the past!”- that was hilarious

-Sean paying tribute to Arcadia bay in his sketchbook (this fucking kid man, he’s so sweet he deserves the world- what did he do to make DONTNOD mad at him)

- the wolf animation and the story that plays before every chapter

-this was the worst hate crime in the whole game

[lesbianextdoor]

Modern! Mizu x Fem! Reader Headcanons NSFW!

Im gonna be honest this list was originally just to help me get down Mizu’s personality and everything else before I started writing.

I have a hard time writing whenever I don’t really have a clear understanding of characters written out in front of me lol

please excuse any misspellings I am very tireddd

. . . .

- A very serious girl, aloof, smart, blunt and says what comes to mind, polite, can be cocky when it comes to something she’s particularly good at. She’s awkward though and socially unaware

- Caring and thoughtful when you get to know her, type of girl to get you your favorite snacks without even asking. Can get possessive/jealous not in an ugly way but in a cute way, notices when your mood changes and asks what’s wrong immediately

- Is super smart and helps her gf study when she needs it. She prefers quality time over gifts, unless it’s hand written letters she folds for those and keeps every single one, even the envelope

- Not really a fashion gal, just wears baggy clothing and slouches a lottt, lots of rings and a few ear piercings on both sides

- Let’s her gf dress her up, makeup, hair, etc..

-I would say she does sports occasionally but is more of a gym person

-I envision her as a hot loser lesbian girl who doesn’t know she’s hot

NSFW PART ‼️

Mostly likes to top but if reader gets the chance she actually top Mizu instead since she’s cute asf as a bottom

- Top Mizu makes lots of grunts and just gets lost in the feeling so she stops talking LOLL, lots of breathy moans

- Bottom Mizu is a HUGE whiner and begger, loud asfff makes cute whiny noises (usually doesn’t like bottoming cause of how she gets)

-Mizu’s gf praises the fuck out of her and basically worships her when she bottoms (she loves her pillow princess)

- When her gf tops she will most likely be tied up (Mizu’s gf loves seeing her tied up, writhing and struggling to move as she touches her)

- Mizu is high key a masochist and likes to degrade her gf, her gf is into it, has a breeding kink she is unaware of,

- Mizu was unaware that straps existed until her gf introduced her to the toy. They then the following day went shopping for one (and bought a pretty blue one). Although Mizu felt odd owning a plastic dick, but after fucking w it she felt so powerful. Which lead her to develop a complex about her strap and fucking abilities

[sharkie-writes0]

Mute!eddie and interpreter!steve

Eddie finally got off his shift at the mechanic and went to this little bakery next to his shop. Walking in he could smell the fresh bread and pastries. Looking behind the counter he saw the absolute drop dead gorgeous man he’s ever laid his eyes on. Walking up to the counter the man saw him and walked over.

“Welcome in! What can I get for you?” Reading his name tag, Steve, said.

Eddie brings his phone out and typed something into his notes app

‘Can I get a loaf of sourdough and a few croissants?’

Steve looks at the phone and then back up at Eddie and signs

‘I know sign so there’s no need to type. I’ll get that out for you’

Eddie smiles, pays and walks to a table to sit and relax.

“Robin, robin, look. He’s the guy I was telling you about” Steve calls.

Curious Eddie looks over to see Steve talking to what he assumes is a coworker of his. Robin.

“He doesn’t seem that attractive to me.” Robin says, eyeing Eddie up and down.

“That’s because you’re a lesbian rob. I however appreciate men in their beauty. Especially ones that beautiful” steve looks over and waves.

Putting his hair over his face to try to hide his blush he waves back.

“Im gonna put my number in the bag so maybe he’ll call me” steve giggles.

A few minutes later steve comes up to Eddie to tell him his order is all packed up and ready to go.

‘Hi! Your order is ready and it’s right over there’ he signs smiling.

Eddie smiles back and walks up to get the bag. Before he leaves he turns to steve and signs ‘I heard what you said cutie, I’m mute, not deaf. I’ll definitely call you later handsome’

Steve, wide eyed, freezes. His face is red as he watches Eddie leave the store and get in his car.

“Nice job steve-o, finally got yourself a date” Robin says, elbowing steve in the side.

Steve smiles and says “yeah. A date.”

Sorry if this is a bit shit I’m still learning to write. If anyone has any advice I’m all ears! :3

[nerdybookworm25]

Even MORE Caitvi Headcannons

If you don’t ship Caitvi pls just scroll away 🩵

SFW:

- as soon as Cait was able, she was back at work. It was a lethal combination of her workaholic nature and her guilt over what she had done under Ambessa’s manipulation (this drove Vi nuts)

- Vi didn’t know what she wanted to do after the war and healing (physically) and it had her really down for a long time

- Eventually, Vi gets back into boxing (which helps improve her mental health) and much later on ends up opening a boxing studio where she teaches classes for all ages on the Zaun side of the bridge, but still in view of Piltover

- every class is entirely free Zaunites

- The studio ends up reconnecting her with Zaun, less people consider her a sell out/Piltover lapdog, etc, and she ends up regaining ownership of where the Last Drop was, rebuilds it, and reopens it

- You will see Vi there working pretty much any night that Cait is working overnight because she hates sitting alone in the Manor

- All of the money Vi makes from running the bar goes to the upkeep of the facilities, her employees, and the Firelights; she keeps none of it for herself AT ALL

- Cait doesn’t go into Zaun for YEARS after the war. She just staunchly refuses no matter how much Vi tries to convince her to visit her at either of her jobs

- PDA is something they both do a lot but only to an extent

- Like in public Cait and Vi are always holding hands/someone’s hand will be in someone else’s back pocket/an arm will be around a waist but they don’t really like kiss or hug in public

- you might catch a cheek kiss or a kiss to the back of a hand but it is always chaste on the rare occasion it does happen

- these girls LOVE a farmers’ market holy shit like they will walk around with Artemis and Apollo and kids’ll come up and pet the dogs and it’s just like a fun family thing they do together

- SPEAKING OF FAMILY, THE KIDS!!

- I think they have 2 girls and they’re named Cassandra Felicia Kiramman (Cassie/Cas) and Lavander Kona Kiramman (Lav/Vandie)

- I looked it up, and found that League (which I know nothing about tbh) bases Ionian language pretty heavily on Japanese, so “Kona” is the Japanese word for “Powder” or in this context, the Ionian word for it

- Cassie is older and looks like baby Cait but with more indigo/purple hair than Cait’s indigo/blue hair and has Vi’s eyes. She also has Cait’s build: Long legs and a short torso

- Vandie has hair that is a super pale purple — like it’s truly reflective of her name and Cait’s eyes, but holy fuck does she just have Vi’s face. She has a long torso and long legs (Vi’s torso with Cait’s legs if you wanna have it put that way) so she ends up being the tallest in the family by the time she stops growing

- When Cait sees Vi and Lav together, she calls them her flowers (Violet and Lavender — get it? Also fun fact these flowers both have been used historically as symbols of lesbianism so that’s fun too!!)

- Cas got nicknamed muffin as a kid and it has STUCK so when she and Cait are together, Vi ends up calling them baked goods or sweet treats and they both roll their eyes affectionately

- Cassandra and Lavander are five years apart and holy fuck they DID NOT get along until they were like 15 and 10 respectively and even then it could still be a little rocky, but it was usually a lot more playful from then on

- They really became best friends the year before Cassandra went on her first tour about Runeterra with Piltover’s professional shooting league

- UGH I HAVE SO MUCH I COULD WRITE ABOUT THESE GIRLS I SWEAR

NSFW:

- idk why im so fixated on Sub!Cait and Dom!Vi right now when I think they do the reverse slightly more often but oh well

- I’m just gonna get right into it I think they’re both into ass play/anal to an extent and no I cannot explain where that thought comes from

- For whatever reason, I think Cait is both the most into that between the two of them and the most embarrassed about it (Vi fucking LOVES to tease her about when she’s domming)

- While neither of them will be outright degrading to one another (both in and out of kink and ESPECIALLY when Cait is domming Vi) but Cait does like a mix of praise and degradation and tries to

- they both absolutely have collars

- Vi kisses it after eating it regardless of if she’s in charge or not

- These ladies LOVE a boiling hot bath together as part of aftercare

- QUICKIES ARE A STAPLE

- these two always have hickies all the fuck over

- Cait always tells Vi to not put them in visible spots because she doesn’t want ppl at work or around Piltover to see them (not because she is embarrassed of Vi at all, but rather because she thinks that it would be unprofessional of her…and admittedly very distracting to her when she’d catch herself in a reflective surface)

- in contrast, Vi doesn’t give a shit where Cait puts a hickey on her and she won’t cover up visible ones unless she and Cait have an official event to go to. It wouldn’t be unusual to see them walking around Piltover together on a weekend holding hands with Vi’s neck looking like it got mauled

- I KNOW I SAID NO IMPACT PLAY AND I STAND BY IT BUT I do think that if she’s in the mood for it…Vi doesn’t mind having her pussy slapped lightly; its never enough to hurt — frankly, it’s more of a tap than anything — but the moan she’ll let out when Cait does that…fuck

- they’ve had sex in some form in almost every single room of the manor (excluding the servants’ quarters and the rooms that Tobias moved to once Cait and Ci moved into the master bedroom)

- Grinding is huge for both of them, but on different parts of each other’s bodies

- I think I’ve mentioned this before (I could be wrong but whatever) but I think that Vi loves to grind on Cait’s thighs

- Cait, on the other hand, loves to grind on Vi’s abs

- Both of them are fucking freaks and will occasionally grind on whoever’s in charge’s boots

- Cait is ABSOLUTELY more of a brat than Vi. They’ll both brat sometimes, but if it’s a game of who’s most likely to, it’s going to be Cait

- I know I’ve talked about how Cait would punish Vi in a previous post, but I don’t think I talked about how Vi would punish Cait

- It is absolutely making Cait work herself up while she watches Vi work herself up OR Vi will make Cait work to “earn” her collar (this is where the boot grinding comes in — just read a FANTASTIC fic with this premise and holy fuck it was so so SO GOOD)