#in my story everyone hated her and lots of embarrassing things happened to her

[corvid-language-library]

Making dumb mnemonics for some kanji I keep forgetting:

想（on: ソ、ソウ; kun: おも.う）= concept, idea

The idea of a tree （木=tree, wood）I can see（目＝eye) makes my heart （心=heart, mind spirit）so happy.

Not thought of a way to remember the kunyomi yet, but I think 思う is more common anyway, and I can probably figure out the meaning from context if I see it written down.

件（on: ケン；kun: くだん) = affair, case, matter

Can (ケン) you imagine a stranger affair than a person (⺅) fucking a cow (牛)? I couldn't (くだん)!

判（on: ハン、バン；kun: わか.る) = judgement

Please ban Han! Half (半=half) his judgement calls are リlly bad!

Not come up with anything for the kunyomi yet, but I think it's more normal to see 判る written as 分かる anyway.

限（on: ゲン; kun: かぎ) = limit, restrict

A mound (⻖) of keys (かぎ) stops (艮) people crossing the border again (ゲン) and again; there's a limit to how many times you can cross.

観（on: カン; kun: しめ.す, み.る) = outlook, appearance, condition, view

This is a tourist (観客) named Candice (Can/カン for short) Fletcher (arrow 矢 + bird 隹). She messed up (しめ.す) the 見る（み.る) kanji, and now it has a funny appearance.

[downtwngrl]

INTRICATE.

hi so it’s been a WHILE. uhhhh rewatched challengers for the thousandth time and it broke me out of my writers block! i don’t know how im going to continue w this, so feel free to drop any ideas and ill add it to the lore 😈 note: series prob isn’t gonna end with any smut scene bc im incapable of writing one without it sounding stupid asf! but who knows, you might be surprised

cw: 1.4k words,,, art and reader are dating but fighting, set in stanford era, tashi is NOT injured, patashi, hints of reader crushing on tashi but repressing it, fighting, tensiontensionTENSION! basically everyone is friends with one another but they all want each other BAD. lmk what else i should add :)

“it’s complicated.” that’s what you say every time someone asks you what your relationship with art donaldson is. and it’s true— you guys are fiery, but not explosive. complex, but not convoluted. it’s just… strange. intricate. hence, complicated.

you think he’d probably say the same thing, but there’s no real way to know, since you can’t exactly ask. the two of you aren’t on speaking terms right now, and for the same reason you two stopped talking last time, and the time before that.

art donaldson can’t split his time between his girlfriend and his fucking best friend’s girlfriend. and you can recite the argument quite well, maybe even word for word; it’s still fresh in your mind, engraved there.

“c’mon, you can’t just keep ditching me for her. it’s annoying, and it hasn’t just happened once or twice, you know.”

“i know.” art sighed, a hand tangled in his hair as if to ground himself. your name fell from his lips, voice cracking midway. “what do you want me to do? she needed help with her physics homework.”

“she can get one of her fucking groupies to help her! she’s a big girl, she doesn’t need to rely on you.” the way you said it, mocking and condescending, was mean, and you know it. you don’t hate tashi— you can’t even bring yourself to dislike her. but it hurts every single time you text art on your motorola and get hit back with some half-assed variation of ‘helping tashi. sry :( i’ll come later.’ he never actually shows up at ‘later’, which only rubs salt in the wound.

art’s jaw ticked. his eyebrows furrowed and eyes darkened in a way you’d only seen once before, when someone was talking shit about tashi in the cafeteria. you had watched as she calmly reassured art that is was fine, that he needed to relax, but he only shook his head and clenched his fists. in that moment, you wondered if he ever got that angry if he overheard someone talking about you. you now doubt it.

“don’t talk about her like that.” he said it calmly, but your skin still prickled. “she’s an accomplished lady. what about you? what have you done?”

if you sounded condescending before, it was nothing compared to how he sounded then. you scoffed away the sinking feeling in your stomach, blinked back the sting in your eyes. there was a lot you could have said to him then: ‘i might not be half as good at tennis as she is, but that’s less embarrassing than being second-best to her boyfriend.’ or ‘i didn’t compete for her number and lose.’ hell, even a good ‘fuck you’ would have sufficed.

instead, you just stood there, frozen, as he grabbed his stanford sweatshirt and left.

when you tell the story to patrick, he laughs, and doesn’t stop laughing until you jab him with your elbow, effectively knocking the oxygen out of him. his hands raise in mock surrender before speaking. “sorry, it’s just funny to see him get like this, i guess.”

you frown. “what’s that supposed to mean?”

“i mean that he likes you, but he likes tashi. i know it, tashi knows it, and from what i heard on the walk here—” he gestures vaguely towards the door to your dorm, “—the school knows it, too. i dunno, i guess it’s amusing ‘cause art has never been so disturbed about this kind of shit. usually he just picks the girl he likes best, but he can’t.”

“you mean he can’t because you’re dating her.”

patrick smirks his signature smirk. you have the urge to punch his teeth out; vagueness is beginning to be a pet peeve of yours. “no, i’ve told him that tashi is free reign.”

the way your stomach flutters at that is shameful. you push the feeling away. “like, you guys aren’t..?”

patrick shrugs. “i mean, currently she hates me because i said i’d go to her match yesterday and i missed it.” these guys really need to stop promising us stuff, you think. “but yeah, when she isn’t pissed off, we’re dating, and we talk about it. ‘bout you guys. she doesn’t really care if the two of you make moves on either one of us.”

you don’t say anything, but your ears feel warm, and your heart is about to explode out of your chest. it doesn’t help when patrick takes that as a sign to keep talking and says—

“i don’t care either.” it suddenly hits you, the closeness between you and him. close enough that you can smell his cologne, one typical of a rich frat boy you’d pass by in the halls. but it feels different, with him. patrick’s smirk has shifted into a grin, a big one. you realize he’s been gauging your reaction, and is thoroughly pleased.

“oh,” you breathe. he snickers, repeats it back playfully. you don’t understand how he’s so relaxed, able to make light-hearted jabs in this moment. art likes you and tashi. tashi doesn’t care if he likes her, or if you like her. patrick doesn’t either. but where do you stand in this?

your phone jingles, the sound muffled from the blood roaring in your ears. you don’t know if you should thank or curse out whoever decided to call you at this second, but you excuse yourself to answer. patrick nods begrudgingly, backs up enough for you to have room to finally start to inhale and exhale again. “hello?”

“hey.” it’s art on the phone. impulsively, you look around, as if he’s hiding somewhere in the dorm he marched out of a few days ago.

holy fuck. “hey!” you sound too cheery to your own ears, and hope that over the line it sounds more convincing. you hear a sigh on the other end, and can imagine art physically loosen. “what, uh— i thought you were mad. at me.”

patrick perks up. ‘art?’ he mouths, and you nod. he attempts to come closer, but you swat at him, moving a few steps away. he pulls a face, but doesn’t move closer. still, he’s definitely trying to hear what art is saying.

“i was.” art laughs nervously, the sound tinny over the phone. “but you’re right. i fucked up. tashi… she isn’t my girl. i need to pay more attention to you, and that’s gonna happen starting now.”

she isn’t my girl. “she could be,” you think aloud. you tense. art chokes. patrick stifles a laugh.

“what?” you pray that he didn’t hear it. you had mumbled it, whispered it, there’s a chance it didn’t pick up. art says your name one, two, three times before you respond.

“sorry, i just zoned out a little.”

“no, you said something. baby, what’d you say?”

“i said ‘you should be’. like, you should be paying more attention, dumb joke, i was trying to sound threatening,” you slap your free hand against your lips to stop your word vomit, then your forehead as you reprimand yourself for acting so stupid.

art hums. “oh, okay.” it should relieve some on the tension in your shoulders, but it doesn’t. he usually laughs when you fluster, but he didn’t. is he unconvinced, or are you overthinking? “hey, tomorrow can you come to my practice at noon? we can go to the cafeteria after, i’ve got wayyy too many meal credits.”

you look to patrick for help, but he shrugs, enjoying the moment. “sure.”

art says his goodbyes, goes ‘mwah!’ through the phone (which usually makes you laugh, but now you feel bad), and once you say bye, he hangs up.

“i’ll go to his practice, too.” it’s never a question with patrick (or with tashi); he just lets you know. “tashi’ll be there. she’s always on the court when she’s free.” you find it endearing that he knows her schedule.

“tashi.” you like the way her name rolls off your tongue, but you’d rather die than admit it.

before you can say anything else, patrick walks over, swings an arm around your shoulders and pulls you close. “don’t forget about what i said.” his breath smells like spearmint gum, the type art is always chewing. maybe he gave him a piece. “just think on it, yeah?”

you nod, and he pats your cheek before walking out the door, leaving you feeling dazed. after a few moments of just laying on your bed, soaking in the conversation you just had, your phone dings.

we’ll see u tmrw :-) -pat (&tash)

[megamett44-lover]

what if you write a fic about the triplets and the reader going through a drive thru - but - the reader gets ketchup on their burger. when the triplets and reader get to the sturniolo house to hang out afterwards, matt and reader are hanging out and matt gives the reader a kiss. since the reader had ketchup before, he's trying to ignore it and like trying to hide it because he doesn't want to hurt her feelings but she ends up finding out anyways- and just finds it hilarious. (it could be an established relationship or they confess and then kiss, whichever you think works better)

love your works and take your time writing this one <33

thank you sm 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

Matt Sturniolo × Reader

Summary: In which a trip down memory lane leads to a confession

Warnings/Notes: Profanity, she/her pronouns

Requested? Yes!

First Kiss

It was exactly 12:02 a.m. when my phone pinged with an incoming text message. I push my textbooks off my lap and roll over to grab my phone. A simple “Come outside” from Matt is at the top of my notifications.

“This kid and his ominous texts.” I laugh, putting on my slippers.

Locking my apartment and making my way downstairs, I notice the minivan parked in front of the building.

“Hey Y/N!” Chris screams as he pops his head through the sunroof.

“Shut up!” I whisper-shout. “There are people who are actually sleeping in there and I don’t feel like getting evicted my first month here!”

Walking to the drivers side, I open the back door to see Madi and Nick.

“Hey guys.” I say, getting in and sitting on the floor between Nick and Madi.

“Hey girl.” Madi says.

“Were you asleep? You look exhausted.” Nick notes.

“Gee thanks.” I roll my eyes playfully. “I was actually studying for my test tomorrow.”

“Gross school.” Chris comments.

“Very gross.” I groan. “Not that I don’t love you guys or anything, but why am I here?”

“You need a break from being holed up in your tiny ass apartment.” Chris says.

“And we missed you.” Madi adds.

“So we’re going to Mcdonald’s.” Matt says, backing out of the parking lot.

“Oh I’d kill for a big mac right now.” I say, mouth watering at the idea.

“And we may or may not be filming a little.” Nick says, referring to the camera in his lap. “If you don’t want to be in it, that’s totally fine too!”

“That’s fine.” I say. “But I look like a homeless rat.”

“You don’t look like a homeless rat.” Matt says.

“Yeah, you look like a rat with a very nice apartment.” Chris jokes.

“I actually hate you.” I mumble as everyone laughs.

Pulling into the McDonalds drive through, Nick orders for everyone. We get our food and find a secluded parking lot and set up to film.

Taking a bite from my burger, I sigh. “This burger is so fucking good.”

“It’s not that serious, Y/N.” Chris laughs.

“I haven’t had McDonalds in forever.” I protest. “It is that serious.”

“Alright, we asked you guys to send in some things you want us to talk about from our childhood, so we’re going to be doing that.” Nick says.

“Oh God.” I groan, closing my eyes. “This is going to be embarrassing.”

“Why?” Madi asks.

“Because Y/N used to be a dork.” Chris laughs.

“Okay at least I didn’t sleep in a Pokémon onsie until I was 12.” I say.

“That was me!” Matt says.

“Oh I know.” I laugh.

Nick looks down at his phone, pulling up Instagram to check the answers from his story. “What’s one injury you remember from childhood?”

“Probably the time Justin hit me with a golf club.” Matt says.

“That was terrifying.” I say. “I remember Nick running to my house in his underwear freaking out because he didn’t like blood.”

“Oh my God, I forgot about that.” Nick says. “Your mom was so confused.”

“Mine was probably when Chris pushed me off of the monkey bars at school and I got a concussion.” I say, taking a french fry from the bag.

“I did not push you!” Chris exclaims.

“You most definitely did.” Matt corrects.

“Yeah because I just so happened to fall off of the monkey bars.” I say sarcastically.

“You were clumsy.” Chris says.

“Matt witnessed it!” I say, throwing a fry at Chris.

“Yeah, you were mad because she cut in front of you in line, so you pushed her off.” Matt explains.

“Whatever.” Chris grumbles.

“One time, Y/N was yelling at me to come downstairs and I fell because someone put oil on the top step.” Nick says.

“In my defense, it was Chris’ idea.” I say.

“Yeah that was me, I’ll admit that.” Chris says.

“You were a demon, oh my God.” Madi laughs.

“He still is.” Matt agrees.

“Oooo what do you think about this one, Y/N?” Nick asks, showing me his phone.

Someone had wrote “Tell us about your first kiss!”

I genuinely start rolling laughing. “I don’t know, I don’t want your fan girls to hate me for this.”

“What is it?” Matt asks.

Nick responds by passing his phone up front to Matt and Chris. Matt reads it and his cheeks immediately turn red.

“Oh this is good!” Chris says. “I say Y/N and Matt goes first.”

Matt rolls his eyes and puts his face in his hands.

“Alright, so we’re going to be talking about our first kisses.” I say. “And mine just so happened to be with Matt.”

Madi gasps. “No way.” She laughs.

“Yes way.” I laugh with her. “We were like what, 13, 14, Matt?”

“I was in 8th grade and you were in 7th, so yeah that sounds right.” Matt says muffled through his hands.

“I was getting picked on because I was the only girl in my friend group who hadn’t had a first kiss yet and I was complaining to Matt about it.” I say.

“This is so cheesy.” Nick laughs.

“Shut up!” I laugh. “So I was complaining to Matt about it and he offered to be my first kiss. So we kissed. That’s it.”

“So wait, was she your first kiss too?” Madi asks Matt.

“Yeah, she was.” Matt answers.

“That’s so cute!” Madi exclaims.

“It was super awkward.” I say. “We made a promise to never talk about it again, until now, I guess.”

“Matt did not abide by that promise.” Nick says.

“Yeah, kid would not shut up about it for like 6 months after it happened.” Chris agrees.

“Okay, yeah, yeah. It’s y’all’s turn.” Matt says, clearly embarrassed.

“Aww Matt’s embarrassed.” Chris teases, poking Matt’s ribs. “He had a little cwushy-wushy on Y/N.”

“Hey, you tried to kiss me in kindergarten!” I say, pointing to Chris. “I had almost forgot about that!”

“It was a dare!” Chris says.

“Don’t worry guys, I didn’t kiss Chris because he had cooties.” I laugh.

“I did not have cooties!” Chris says. “You were the one who made that up and told everyone!”

“I only made it up because you pushed me off the monkey bars!” I say.

“I didn’t push you!” Chris yells.

“Yes you did!” Matt and I say at the same time.

“Uh oh, not the couple ganging up on me!” Chris throws up his hands dramatically.

“Alright, cootie boy.” I roll my eyes.

“You know what?” Chris says, practically launching himself into the backseat trying to tickle me.

“Madi help!” I scream, trying to deflect Chris as much as possible.

“You guys are actually children.” Nick says.

“Oh you want some too, big dog?” Chris says, shifting his attention to Nick.

“Chris!” Nick screams, almost dropping his Dr.Pepper on him.

The rest of the video goes off without a hitch. By the time we were finished filming, it was 2:30 a.m.

“Madi is gonna stay with us tonight, you wanna just stay at ours?” Nick asks, packing up the camera.

“C’mon, Y/N!” Chris says. “It’ll be just like old times.”

“I can never say no to a sleepover.” I laugh. “Count me in.”

“Thank God, I’ll need some female energy in that house.” Madi says, dapping me up.

As we drove back to the triplets house, I had noticed Matt was extra quiet. I put it off as being tired, but the way I kept catching him look at me in the rear view mirror made me think otherwise.

Pulling into the house, we all piled out and made our way inside.

“Goodnight, everyone.” Nick says, venturing off to his room.

Madi hugged me. “See you in the morning!” She says, following behind Nick.

“Where you sleeping, Y/N?” Chris asks. “You know my rooms always open.”

I laugh. “No offense, Chris, but you won’t be going to sleep for another three hours and I’m exhausted.” I flop down on the couch, pulling a blanket over me. “I’ll just sleep here.”

“No way.” Matt says. “You do not have to sleep on the couch. You can stay in mine if you want?”

Chris laughs, making kissy noises as he walks downstairs to his room.

“Jesus, that kid.” I laugh. I look over at Matt, who is looking at me with expectant eyes. “Yeah, I’ll sleep in your room, if that’s cool?”

“Mi casa es su casa.” Matt says, walking down the hall to his room.

“Okay, Flo-Rida.” I say, following him.

Matt flops down on the bed, throwing a pillow over his face. Walking over, I yank the pillow off of him.

“Hey!” He protests.

I sit down beside him. “Okay, spill.” I demand.

Matt looks at me quizzically. “What do you mean?”

“Ever since I talked about our kiss, you’ve been acting weird. Spill.” I say.

“I haven’t.” Matt says. “I’m just tired.”

“Mhm.” I say. “I don’t believe you.”

“Why not?” Matt rolls his eyes.

“Just don’t.” I shrug. I roll over to the other side of the bed, getting under the blankets.

Matt flips the lights off, before joining me in bed.

“Goodnight, Matt.” I say, rolling over to face him.

“Goodnight, Y/N.” Matt says, pulling the blankets over him as well.

It’s silent for about 5 minutes, and I feel myself starting to doze off, when suddenly, the weight in the bed shifts. I open my eyes to see Matt sitting up beside me.

“Matt, what’re you-” I start.

“I like you, Y/N.” Matt blurts out.

I blink my eyes really hard to make sure I’m not dreaming and I shake my head.

“Ever since we were kids, I’ve liked you.” Matt says. “The feelings would come and go, and I really tried to make them go for the sake of our friendship, but I really, really like you, Y/N.”

Matt looks back at me as I stare wide-eyed at him. “Really?” I whisper.

“Why do you think I volunteered to be your first kiss?” Matt asks. “Chris wasn’t lying when he said I talked about that kiss for 6 months. He wasn’t lying when he said I had a crush on you. I could just…never find the right time to tell you.”

I sit up beside Matt, grabbing his hand. “I really wish you would’ve told me sooner.” I say.

“I know, I’m sorry.” Matt says. “You don’t know how much it killed me to see you with other guys, Y/N. That shit was so unbearable.”

It’s silent for a moment before Matt sighs deeply.

“I understand if you don’t feel the same way, I really do. But I just had to tell you so-” I cut Matt off by placing my lips on his.

Feeling his lips against mine, suddenly I’m 13 again in Boston having my first kiss with my best friend. His hands find the sides of my face and it’s like the world stopped spinning. It’s like everything around us has faded away and it’s just us.

We pull away slowly, each of us gasping for air.

“I don’t know where I got the balls to do that.” I whisper. I open my eyes to notice Matt grimacing a bit.

“What’s wrong?” I ask. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”

“No, no. Nothings wrong.” Matt says, grabbing my hand.

“No, something is definitely wrong.” I say.

Matt turns a little red before looking at his lap. “It’s just…was there ketchup on your burger earlier?”

“Yeah…?” I say, confused. And then it suddenly makes sense. I throw myself back into the bed, dying in a fit of laughter. “Oh my God!” I laugh, gasping for air.

I sit up, looking at Matt. “I am so sorry.” I say, still laughing.

“It’s okay.” He says, smiling. “I’ll taste ketchup every day as long as it’s from your lips.”

I roll my eyes. “You’re so corny.”

“Maybe.” He smiles. “So is it safe to say you feel the same?”

“Don’t make me kiss you with my ketchup breath again, Matthew.” I say.

“Is that a promise?” Matt asks, slowly pulling me back into another kiss.

a/n: help this is one of the longest stories I’ve written. but if I were to make a tag list, who would want to be added to it???

[joelswritingmistress]

You Scare Me, Professor: Chapter 43

Summary: The reader is taking graduate classes at a local university in the wooded upstate New York. She is drawn to her professor, Dr. Joel Miller, though she is also inherently aware that he has something dark about him that she can't quite put her finger on. As the reader's attraction grows deeper, she has to decide whether to endure the danger or run away as fast as possible. 

Pairing: Professor Joel Miller x f!reader 

The night was nearly perfect. No, it was perfect. Meeting Dr. Miller’s parents and getting insight into their family dynamic was so enjoyable I didn’t want the night to end.

Normally, I couldn’t wait to drag him back to wherever the two of you could be alone. When everyone began to say goodnight after their final drink of the evening, I was actually disappointed. His mother and father were equally witty, both in different ways. She was fiery, he was dry but they complimented one another so well. And hearing an embarrassing story or two from Dr. Miller’s childhood was icing on the cake.

Strolling hand-in-hand with him now that the two of us were alone, however, had my stomach fluttering with those butterflies that just wouldn’t go away. Meeting the Miller family heightened my feelings for Joel.

Joel. Joel. It was Joel. I knew I had to get used to that, and in my mind, finally, I was.

When we got to the door of our room, I put a hand on his chest when the two of us turned instinctively toward one another. I looked down and back up to meet his stare.

“This has been a great night,” I told him. It was quite the understatement. My heart was aching in such a way that I knew I had fallen deeper in love with Dr. Miller. I didn't think that was possible - until tonight. My attachment and fear of loss had heightened, and it suddenly made me all the more frightened to lose them - all of them. Joel, Carol, Will, Chas and Franky. I wanted to be a part of their circle; their family.

“Gotta love those embarrassing stories,” Dr. Miller said with a grin, beginning to put the key card into place to open the door.

“You have a really great family,” I told him, as the door clicked open. He allowed me inside a step ahead of him.

“They are great,” he acknowledged. “I honestly don’t know what I would do without them.”

I smiled up at him and I felt a rush of emotion. It could have made me cry if I allowed myself to indulge in it, but I didn’t. When I pulled Dr. Miller in for a long hug, I closed my eyes. He was my rock.

Dr. Miller cradled the back of my head with his hand and kissed the top of my head. “I really do love you, ya know.”

“I love you, too,” I muffled against him. When I pulled back I looked at him and shook my head, “I’m so scared to lose this.”

“Don’t be.” He shook his head.

“I am.” I shrugged, still attaching myself to him, “I didn’t think it was possible to fall any harder for you, Joel, but it keeps happening. It’s you. It’s your family. It’s this. It’s us.” My eyes met his when all of my thoughts finally manifested into a cluster of fast-paced mini-sentences.

“I understand,” Dr. Miller claimed with a nod, “I do. Believe it or not, I have never felt so attached to somebody in my life. It’s rare that I’ve introduced someone to my mother and father.”

“Really?”

“I know we started off this thing kind of unconventionally,” he acknowledged, “And I know we’ve kind of done things in an order that probably wouldn’t make sense to most people, but I’ve felt connected to you since the first time I saw you.”

I smiled and swallowed hard and looked down. Fuck, I was trying not to cry. I hated crying. Especially in situations like this. When a tear fell, I wiped it away and Dr. Miller hugged me again.

“Everything’s good,” he reminded me, stroking my hair as he held me.

“I know.” I managed a deep breath, never allowing myself to get into a heavy sob. I dried the stray tears that betrayed me and flashed him a genuine smile. “It’s just a lot.. in a really good way that I’m not used to.”

“I get it.”

I knew he did. My hand fell to his face and I just looked at him in such a way that activated his need to kiss me. I could taste the whiskey on his tongue and it was more intoxicating than anything we’d had to drink at the party.

“You taste good,” I whispered against his lips, making him chuckle. I laughed along with him and we locked eyes again for a second before he dove back in, kissing me again.

Dr. Miller’s hands found the backs of my legs and lifted high up, gripping my buttocks on both sides as they rode up my dress. When I felt his fingers grip around the fabric of my lacy thong I bit down on my bottom lip.

He pulled them down with ease, toward my ankles. The heels I wore were still on and I allowed him to pull them off first before tossing my underwear to the floor.

I had grown ten times more confident in my own skin since being with Dr. Miller. I found myself far less than perfect, but he made me feel like a goddess without even trying. Without even thinking, I ducked my arms out of the straps of my dress and shoved it down toward my waist until I bared myself fully to him.

Something about the fact that Dr. Miller was still fully-clothed aroused me. Maybe it reminded me of his school attire and I was somehow associating our current situation with all of my office and classroom-based fantasies I still had for him.

I pulled him by his tie toward me and he wasted no time collapsing his body onto mine on the bed as he made out with me with more force. My legs parted, he made himself home between them and when I felt him reaching for the buckle on his pants I let my head fall back against the pillow in anticipation.

When I felt his bare skin against me as his pants slid off his hips, my arms tightened around his clothed-upper body. I whimpered in his ear when he upped our intimacy to the next level. Never in my life had a man felt so completely like home. My body was his to have as freely as my heart was.

I half-expected Dr. Miller to whisper those perfectly spoken dirty nothings into my ear as he moved methodically on top of me. I loved how naturally they rolled off his tongue. But, instead, he kissed along my collar bone, my neck and the tops of my breasts. It wasn’t aggressive and torrid, the way he often commenced our evenings. Dr. Miller was taking his time, moving inside of me at a slow, toe-curling, pace.

I laid back and enjoyed every inch of him. This is what I needed after a night like tonight; after acknowledging how deep my feelings truly were for him. I didn’t even know how badly I needed it until we were in the middle of it.

Dr. Miller pushed back onto his knees, still clad in his shirt and tie, and stared down at me as he held the outsides of my hips. I thought he was in full control until he stopped mid-thrust and closed his eyes, resting his hands on my bent knees. He let out a deep breath and tried to compose himself.

When I felt him exit my body, I whined a little groan of disapproval. Despite him being on the verge of finishing, he managed a smile, still keeping his eyes closed. I giggled out loud and then reached for his tie again, guiding just his lips back to mine.

“I need a second,” he whispered, as his body slowly laid back down on top of mine. Dr. Miller pecked my lips several times in a row.

“Just kiss me then,” I begged, running my hands up the back of his shirt to feel him.

Dr. Miller wrestled with his tie, and I could see it was buying himself the time he needed; the perfect momentary distraction. He got it undone and pulled the shirt up and over his head, before towing the blankets up over us as he tossed it to the side.

With both hands he grabbed my face and kissed me again. The mid-love making foreplay left my body craving him even more. Kissing him, touching him, feeling his unveiled body colliding with mine beneath the covers was my own personal definition of ecstasy. It left me as putty in his hands to mold however he wished when he finally connected himself to me once more.

I was grateful that he had ditched his shirt so I could hold him properly. I hugged Dr. Miller’s body to mine. The warmth that radiated out of him and that scent of the Old Fashioned that still lingered somehow added to the experience

My eyes never opened. I let the rest of my senses take control and didn’t hold back how he was making me feel.

“Dr. Miller,” I whimpered as he finally surpassed the gentle threshold and bit down on my neck.

“Call me Joel,” he whispered back. It was the opposite of what he’d demanded in the past.

My arms tightened around him. “I will after I come,” I whispered again.

“Mmm..” Dr. Miller grabbed my face a little rougher now and we fought for dominance as we made out. I felt him pick up the pace, like the animal had been released from that one sentence.

He had primed me perfectly for this. The buildup was there. My insides were on fire and I knew that any of his thrusts could push me over the edge at any given moment. I held him hard, his erratic breaths landed on my neck.

“Come for me,” he begged in my ear, whispering directly against it as his body lurched forward in rapid succession.

I felt the impending explosion. Thrust after thrust I was closer. I whined. I whimpered. I moaned. Each time he begged me to let it out, and my inhibitions lowered as my orgasm began to creep in.

“Fuck, Dr. Miller.” I cried out his name and then cursed again as I let myself go to the eruption of pleasure.

“Ohhh, fuck..” He continued to thrust but I knew he was coming from how loud he groaned, accompanied by the phrase I’d grown to lust and love, “Ohh… good girl. Fuck. You’re so good.” He came as hard as I did, pumping into me a final series of times as I dug my fingers into his upper back and held him hard against me.

We both breathed heavily as we writhed in the aftermath of our simultaneous orgasms. I hummed a moan into his ear and he let his head fall against the pillow as his body went limp on top of me.

I kissed the top of his shoulder lazily and then let my head fall back again. “Mmm..”

“Mmm..” Dr. Miller echoed. He kissed my cheek and I smiled, still hugging him against me with no intention of letting go. “I’m tempted to just quit my job and use all my money to take you away to some tropical island and just.. drink fruity drinks and do this with you six times a day for the rest of our lives.”

I smiled and moaned again quietly as Dr. Miller began to gently kiss my neck. “Don’t tease me.” I let out a little laugh.

“Mmm..” He planted a long, closed-mouth kiss on my lips. “I’m in this for the long haul, ya know.”

I opened my eyes and looked up as his flickered open at the same time. “You mean that?” I honestly don’t know why I asked that, but a part of me wanted to hear him say it again. It was misplaced insecurity because of how overwhelmingly perfect our situation felt.

“Yeah.” Dr. Miller gave a nod. His eyes studied mine.

“So am I,” I said back, “If you’ll have me.”

“Again and again.” He peppered my lips as he spoke, “And again.”

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[necrotic-nephilim]

For the ask game: A Damian who never got the sex talk or a consent talk from Bruce (both bc he assumed that Dick, son-wife extraordinaire, would take care of that and bc he thought that Damian would be ace or celibate or something) and so in his teens after only learning about sex from the internet he just becomes like, wildly inappropriate about his crushes, including unfortunately his older siblings, especially Dick, Tim and Cass

This includes not just the bat-typical stalking online and irl, but also making comments on their bodies, flirting excessively, and one notable time, masturbating in the living room of Dick’s apartment

Everyone is torn on how to address it, if they should be saying anything at all, I mean, he’s just going through puberty, it’s just a phase right?

for the ask game!

i LOVE it when Damian has like. zero concept of how relationships work and no one thinks to talk to him about it, leading to wildly inappropriate behavior. it's my fave flavor for any Damian ship.

obviously, his first crush is Dick. and because Damian has had such little interaction with healthy romantic relationships, he doesn't even *realize* that's what he's feeling. in concept, he understands sex. but he has a very clinical definition of it, viewing it as coupling to produce an heir. (100% influenced by Ra's) so sex as a pleasurable thing, as something driven by romantic interest, that's foreign to him. he refuses to show weakness and he needs to be hyper-independent, so he falls down a google rabbit hole. i love the idea of Damian accidentally stumbling into like, forums and subreddits based on what he googles that are for people with incestual fantasies and it ends up giving him the WILDLY wrong idea about what's normal. he makes his own account and becomes mildly chronically online about it. at first, it's just a safe outlet for him to vent about his feelings. bc deep down Damian *does* know this is a little wrong and weird, he knows Dick doesn't exactly reciprocate and he understands there's a difference between familial and romantic love. but the more Damian is reading other stories online, the bolder he gets. and he starts getting more open about his attraction.

not only does he get more open about it, but his attraction spreads to Cass and Tim. for Cass, it makes sense. they grew up similarly, if anyone understands the guilt of being raised to be an assassin and now trying to atone for it, it's her. Damian respects her raw ability and naturally it turns into a crush. for Tim, it's harder to explain. he hates Tim with his whole being, doesn't see Tim as his brother. it starts as sexual attraction first, with Tim. for Dick and Cass it was romantic first, but not Tim. watching Tim train shirtless, Damian almost hits himself in the face with the workout equipment he's using. since he's never considered Tim a brother, he's never considered Tim seriously when he's thinking about incestual feelings. it startles him to be attracted to Tim too. honestly? fun concept that Damian gets so in his head with an incest kink that he finally accepts Tim as a brother to him because he's attracted to Tim, therefore this must mean that some part of Damian views him as a brother because Damian has just. entangled those feelings internally.

it's when Damian is attracted to them as well, that they all start to notice. Cass notices first, and she asks Tim about it, since she can tell Damian's feelings are toward Tim and Dick as well. they have a conversation about it and ultimately decide they can't change Damian's feelings, and they don't want to embarrass him about it because he's young and going through puberty. Tim had his own childhood crush on Dick, it happens, he really gets it. they loop Dick in, who is absolutely thrown by the concept. for a while Dick doesn't believe them. he's convinced they're reading into things. until Damian starts getting more bold. going from openly staring that could be interpreted a lot fo ways to excess compliments and flirting. Dick's used to comments about his body, they slide off easily. but when Damian very loudly makes a comment about Tim or Cass' body, Dick balks. he tries to. carefully tell Damian that there are boundaries to certain relationships and he needs to be more respectful. Damian doesn't take it seriously because Dick won't address it head-on and is dancing around the topic. Damian either doesn't think Dick is serious, or he thinks Dick doesn't understand the depth of his emotion outside of sexual desire. so he starts trying to be more romantic. flirting, gifts and gestures. it's very sweet and almost childlike, how hard Damian is trying. Cass thinks it's cute and doesn't mind it. Dick is trying carefully to let Damian down gently. and Tim is just baffled, not really sure what to do with the *very* nice new bo staff Damian got him that's reinforced and admittedly, very well balanced.

Damian gets bolder. his touch lingers, his comments get more sexual. and of course, the breaking point: he jerks off in Dick's living room. he does it when Dick is busy in another room, taking a shower. Dick comes in just as Damian reaches completion, gripping one of the throw pillows on Dick's couch. Dick leaves the room, pretends he didn't see anything and gives Damian the chance to clean himself up. but when he comes in the room, they both know that Dick knows. Dick decides he has to be more firm with his boundaries. he sits down and tells Damian it's okay to have a crush, but this is not okay. Dick repeatedly calls it "puberty" and a "phase", and Damian gets more caught up on Dick denying the realness of his feelings than the rejection. he doubles down, because he perceives the issue as Dick just not understanding how real Damian's feelings are. this isn't some silly teenage phase to Damian, he knows his feelings. obviously, the issue must be that Dick, Tim, and Cass don't understand that. so he does his best to act more like an adult. he's far more reasonable on patrol, he doesn't pick fights, he's independent. all the issues Dick has been having with training Damian suddenly vanish and well. Dick knows why, but he has to admit, it is far easier to work with Damian like this. at this point, Tim just finds the whole thing funny. Cass doesn't enjoy the sexualized comments about her body, she's always been hyperaware of how others will oversexualize her, but she still sees Damian as a young kid and doesn't lash out at him over it. she's dealt with far worse, and she doesn't want to make him feel bad about a crush.

if i were writing this, i think it'd be fun if Damian's feels do eventually fade. he stops going online so much and he gets other things to focus on trying to be a good vigilante and soon his efforts aren't about his feelings, he's just genuinely focused on himself. he grows back and Dick, Tim, and Cass breathe a sigh of relief about it really just being some phase. that is, of course, until someone new joins the Batfam and the cycle starts again. maybe it's Duke, maybe it's someone else like Terry. but at the end of the day, Damian's incest kink wins out and maybe this time, he actually succeeds. he gets his new person of affection to reciprocate with all of the attention he gives them and Dick just has to watch from the background, facepalming. bc at the end of the day, Damian will always get what he wants, sooner or later.

[mvltisstuff]

plz do some conrad head cannons i loved ur cam ones🙏🙏🙏

hc’s for conrad!!

babe

anyway

i feel like conrad would be a little tough to crack open at first, like he’d open up slowly but surely

once he does, he adores when people genuinely listen to him and help him process

when he feels comfortable, if he has a panic attack, he knows he can go to you for comfort and he doesn’t have to be afraid

if you’re anxious, he’s def the type of guy to hold you until you calm down, and then talk about it if you still want to

before susannah’s death, she always noticed his smile get bigger when he was with you and it always reappeared after her death

i feel like bro def would get a good therapist (someone get him one ‼️)

he pretends to hate the nickname connie but secretly loves it whenever you say it

gets turned on by the most random things, even if they’re little

i know him and jere have their little moments but i feel like he’d genuinely do anything for his little brother

keep in mind i haven’t read the books so i’m not fully sure what happens 😭 i know some major plot points but no details really

if you get insecure, he always slyly shoots out little compliments and makes sure other people say you look amazing (you do)

he’s usually civil, but the second someone says something to you, it’s game over

FUCKS UP mario kart wii and had to finish jeremiah’s laps for him when they were younger

wants to call people his best friend, but isn’t sure if he’s theirs (same)

i think once he learns how to properly communicate (no hate), he would have a really good relationship with you

if you argue about something, he stays up all night thinking about it in fear of losing you. even if he thinks he’s right, he’ll try and make it up to you

bro i know the fishers grew up drinking milk with dinner every. single. night.

i feel like he would be cold a lot (idk why) but he always curls up more to you if he does

definitely active on twitter and always retweets the weird, funny tweets (or x i guess, kiss my ass elon!)

whenever he’s soaking wet, it’s a must that he runs up to you and shakes his hair and pecks your cheek (cannon???)

bro has a blankie idc (this is me projecting)

this is so mean but he 100% scared susannah whenever she walked into a room (probably before being diagnosed again 💀)

has a private story that he NEVER uses unless it’s to post embarrassing pics of everyone else

made his snap username something so humiliating and shut down whenever someone mentioned it

cried tears of joy when the update came out where you could change it

i tried to add a few silly ones in there, but i hope you enjoy these <3

[ghosty-writer]

𝔗𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱

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Lucifer was known for being troubling and having crazy ideas that other older angles disagreed with and most of the time they just scolded him for it which caused all his brothers to laugh at him because of his ideas but he didn't care he just kept having more ideas. But one day God gathered all of his sons in a room to talk about new plans or ideas for the Garden of Eden and what they should do. all of Lucifer's brothers talked and gave ideas while he just stood quiet and didn't want to embarrass himself in front of his father for some reason. but he had to try even if his father didn't listen.

"I have an idea," Lucifer said as everyone went quiet and looked at him. he just froze as he saw his brothers look at him wondering what stiped idea he had now but his father looked at him with a smile. god knows that Lucifer has ideas and loves creating things.

"I think that there should be mortals, who have a living soul and take care of the earth" Lucifer explained to his father and brother but his brother looked at him with blank faces as they all looked at their father who had his hand on his chin as he was thinking.

"I think that's a good idea, my son to have mortal souls to roam around in the garden," Father said as he smiled and all of Lucifer's brothers looked at him shocked that he had a good idea inside of his other ridiculous idea that he has mentioned multiple time.

"Wow brother you finally have a good idea" Michael joked as the rest laughed but Lucifer laughed awkwardly.

since that day that he gave god the idea of mortals living in the Garden of Eden was gonna happen this may be the next chapter of a new world. but his idea may be his downfall without realizing

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he used to be so interested in this idea now he starting to hate it as time goes on. he remembers the day so clearly the day that Adam was created from clay that was formed from the earth and then dust from the ground that made him alive. Lucifer looked at Adam as he did as he tilted his head with wonder before he could say anything his eyes closed and was placed in the Garden of Eden. but god didn't just make the first man of his kind he also made two more others he made Lilith who was made the same as Adam but she was beautiful and he felt his heart made a weird feeling and didn't know how to deal with it so he left before god could make another creation.

now that god created the mortals most angels check up on them to see how they fit in the Garden of Eden. they all seemed fine but the problem was Lilith and Adam Adam wanted more control and Lilith didn't like that idea as he wanted her to be more submissive to him and follow his idea of things. Lucifer saw this happening and didn't like that he was treating Lilith like that so he started to hate him.

so he started to talk to Lilith and be her friend as he talked about his ideas and his dreams they started to get closer over time but what took his interest was when Lilith talked about her friend the other mortal that he hadn't seen so he went out to see this other mortal and how they looked like.

so here he was sitting on a tree in front of a waterfall watching the water flow as he ate an apple he was thinking about lots of things that he didn't notice that a person walked in the water. Lucifer snapped out of his thoughts as he saw a long brown hair girl with tan skin as if she had been in the sun most of the time but what caught his interest the most was his eye it was the hazel eye with a mixture of green and brown together.

she was playing in the water thrusting the water and swimming in the water most time she went under but this scared him because she was under the water for a long time and before he could do anything she would come back up and hide away before he could.

but the girl saw him well a blur of him as she emerged out of the water she swam to the surface and walked out of the lake she looked at the big apple tree and walked towards it.  Lucifer saw that she saw him and walked out of the lake he freaked out so he turned into a snake before she got closer.

when she got closer to the tree she saw that no one was there she walked around and tried to find the thing that she was but there was still nothing so she sat down on the ground look at the sun that was about to set but then she felt something slither against her arms

it was a white snake with red eyes and this made her curious so she picked it up from her arms and put it towards her face.

"you know you're the first snake that I've seen that is white and will allow me to touch them inside instead of trying to bite me," she said but her voice sounded angelic this made Lucifer feel some sort of way ignoring that feeling.

"you know it gets lonely sometimes I mean I have a twin brother whose name is Adam and my friend Lilith but they always do their things and Adam could be annoying with him always saying that he was the first man I could do anything," she said trying to mimic her brother but this made Lucifer laugh as he slithers around her hands but it also shock him that she was adam sister.

"but I guess that's how it is I'm meant to be like  Lilith was supposed to be with Adam and I know for sure that she does not like him because of how he acts but I guess being the first man just made his ego go sky high. and I don't know why god made me because I don't know what I meant for Honesty," she said as she vented her frustration she sighed Lucifer understood her feeling as he felt and wondered what he was meant to do other than being god son or an archangel.

"oh man I forgot to give you my name," she said with a bit of excitement but Lucifer tilted his snake hand why was she giving an animal her name he guessed she was just lonely.

"the name Aurora," She said with a smile on her face as she looked up at the sky that was not getting dark with the little sun that was out. but before she says anything someone calls her name.

"AURORA" She turned to see her brother run to her as she let go of the white snake and got up and saw that Adam was just in front of her.

"Adam what are doing here" Aurora said wondering why Adam was calling her and looking for her as it seemed that he was.

"Well I was looking for your dumb ass because it getting dark and I don't need you wandering around at night," he said as he buffs he also cross his arms.

"Plus you know how many places of spots I have to go just to find that shit was annoying" he continues on the little vant that he having. But she was surprised that he even remembered all the spots that she liked to be in.

"Wow, you remember all my spot what big brother you are" she teased him as walk away but Adam stood there with an annoyed face as he went to meet her.

As they left Lucifer turned into himself as he watched the two leaves. He now took a lot more interest in Adam's sister than him. And he gonna do everything just to make her smile and being her friend will be the first step towards the way out of loneliness.

The walk with Adam was quiet but all she had was complaint after complaint she sometimes wanted to bang her head on a tree. But before she could they always got to their little home where her, Adam, and Lilith lived.

"Lilith," Aurora said as she ran and hugged her. Lilith had long blonde hair and blue eyes but she was taller than her Lilith was around the height of Adam sightly but close enough while Aurora was the shortest of the three.

"Oh Aurora where have you been" Lilith said considered and wondering where she had been as she knew that she must been exploding.

"Of I been exploding around playing in the pond the one that has the waterfall," Aurora said as she sat near the fire that was already there.

"Yeah had to get this idiot before dark came" Adam rolled his eyes as he lay on the ground looking at the sky. But Lilith looked with an annoyed face as she rolled her eyes.

"Well I made food I got barriers and fish from the trap that we put," she said as she got up to take the fish out of the fire. Adam and Aurora instantly got up with the thought of food. This also caught Lilith's attention as she laughed at how similar they were.

As they were eating Lilith and Aurora sat together as they talked and giggled about different conversations

"Well I'm done for the day," Adam said as he got up from his spot and went to the little crafted spot that he considered his man cave that was next to two trees that held a sheet so no one could see.

"So what you done today Lilith" Aurora asks as she looks at with curiosity in her eyes. She smiled at her.

"Well I met up with a friend today he's one of the angels"  Lilith mentioned as she kept on talking about her friend. But Aurora doesn't think they are friends but more as it looks like she has feelings for him.

"Aurora he is so sweet and Charming he listens to every one of my problems and keeps talking about ideas and dreams" She mentioned this angle but all Aurora could do was smile as she saw that she was happy.

"I should bring you one day to meet him," Lilth said, taking Aurora by surprise that she even crosier her to meet him.

"I will be glad to meet the person who makes you smile" What she said made Lilith's face bright red and smiley.

"well that's great I asked him if he wants to meet you and also goodnight," Lilith said as she happily walked away into the little area that she made like how Adam did.

Now Aurora was there by herself like she was all the time as she looked at the sky with many stars that show in the sky. her mind went blank but when she saw a shooting star so closed her eyes as she made her wish.

"I wish there was someone for me" she whispered but as she opened her eyes the shooting star was gone she sighed and got up and walked to her little spot that she made next to a tree she lay on the hay bed a let her eyes close as her body fell into slumber.

but little did she know that the wish that she made might come true

[bitchimasnake-sss]

At this point, I'm just stalking your page! Like I've said before- MASTERPIECES ~

So, if you see me spamming your notifications. I'm just coming in and liking all the posts, now you know why!

But I do have a request for you for the monster trio. Could you write one where the reader talks so much about her family to them, like they feel like they're already part of the family?

Like they already know what family members like and don't, what ticks them off, and such- like they want to meet your family! They want to meet the family that helped raise their girlfriend into the most amazing person in the world! They want to say thank you for allowing them to be part of her world.

So when they hear they'll be going to the island you're from. They get as excited as you to meet/see them, trying their best to look presentable. (Even showering!- I'm looking at you, Luffy, and Zoro👀)

When they met, not only did they welcome him into the family with welcoming arms- HE GETS TREATED BETTER THAN YOU! I can see the family telling them embarrassing stories, showing pictures of you as a kid- He ends up taking some copies of them back to the ship because they can't believe how adorable you were.

Little did he know that they'd already been accepted into the family way before you guys started dating. She would send her family letters telling them how amazing of a boyfriend they are.

I'm so sorry! I got too excited and wrote all this- if it's too much to do to it's okay! I'm close to my family and love them a lot- like I know the monster trio didn't have a great childhood, didn't know their family, etc. Being around a family where you can love each other very much moves them.

Sorry- I'm just rambling! Again! Love your work!!!

this has been in my inbox for fucking months. but im obsessed and finally motivated. lets get fucking wholesome. (idk if youd even see this but hopefully it lives out to your expectations!!)

time of my life ft. monkey d. luffy!

set-up: growing up in a small island with a tight knit community simply meant you were the closest with your parents. they had been your support system, from their grand gestures of love like being present on your important days to the small ones like just offering a shoulder to cry on when you had a rough day, they were truly everything to you. so, it's only natural that you mentioned them a little (or maybe a lot) to your boyfriend. and it may/may not have been a grave mistake.

luffy:

(going off a slight tangent here but its so funny that luffy's character design is just him having giant bug-like himbo eyes and smile. love him 🙏🏼)

♡ everyone loves luffy. that's pretty much his thing. the easiest way to describe him is by thinking of him as a baby goat. no matter how hard you try, you're probably gonna like him at some point or the other. even if you hate animals and babies. its gonna happen because its inevitable. ♡ so, it didn't take you long to figure out that he'd probably fit right in with your family (especially since he was so close with ace whenever he visited, family seemed like his kinda thing) ♡ even before you started dating, when you'd receive letters from your family, luffy was usually the one to ask how they were doing and what you were gonna write back. so, at one point, it seemed as if he knew your family like his own. ♡ he knew of your father's knee pain and your mother's distaste for drinking (she'd probably hate zoro and force him to bath). he knew of your younger sibling's favourite dishes and that they freak out when they see spiders of any size. he listened whenever you talked and for that, you were grateful. ♡ in your recent letters, you may have talked about him. how he's a bit of an idiot but has the heart of gold, how he makes you laugh when you miss your family and how within the crew, you found a new family altogether. ♡ so ofc, one day when you mentioned very briefly that your island is nearby, he and nami had to take a quick detour. ♡ ideally, if your boyfriend knows everything about your family, they'd try to be the perfect boyfriend and do everything right. but this is luffy. so he just remained the exact same and info dumped everything he knew in front of your family (neurodivergent tendencies i presume). ♡ but ofc ur family was obsessed. your mom almost wept tears of joy from how much this bitch was enjoying her food (both you and her lost count after the 17th plate tbh). your sibling almost murdered luffy because now they had to clean a significant amount of plates now. but everyones having a jolly good time (except you 👍🏼) ♡ but now you're parents are showing pictures from your childhood and WHY ARE YOU BUCK NAKED IN LIKE HALF OF THEM JESUS FUCKING CHRIST MOM STOP IT!! YOURE LIKE EMBARASSING ME!! ♡ you ended up leaving after a good three days (the crew had other stuff to get to and a detour can only be so long), but everyone left the place with good memories. sanji has now acquired ten new recipes, zoro may have stolen some alcohol concoction recipes and luffy may have stolen all of your parent's affection towards you. ♡ well whatever, its okay ♡ also, you're not supposed to know this but luffy now has three of your baby photos (all of them may/may not be embarrassing as fuck). it's okay though because it just proves to him that you were adorable then and are adorable now.

a/n: zoro's and sanji's parts will be up soon y'all im trying to write fluff 😭✋🏼

[illwritethanks]

Freedom -Part 3

Pairing- Sully family x niece!reader

WC- 2,005

Genre- fluff, maybe a little bit of angst?

Warnings- siblings being siblings, lots of hate on Spider, the whole family are sassy 😭

A/n- Hiii! I had to half this because it was getting to long so there is going to be a part 2 to part 3 😂 ALSO I just want to say thank you for everyone liking this! And I’m sorry that I haven’t reply to those who messaged! I would but every time I do my other account shows and says that I written it from that one, but thank you to those who have messaged saying that they want to be tagged and that they like the story so far!

Quick info- Y/n- 12 years old, Spider- 11 years old, Neteyam- 10 years old, Kiri- 9 years old, Lo’ak- 9 years old, Tuk- 3 years old.

Waking up slowly, y/n heard the wild animals out in the forest and in the sky, she felt the wind brush across her bear arms and legs, she also felt the heavy pressure of her brother, Neteyam, leg across her stomach as he snored still peacefully sleeping, and also heard a small high pitched voice right next to them.

“Y/n! Neteyam!”

She felt small hands grip onto her body, pushing her every so often as they switched between her and her brother.

“Leave me alone.” She muttered under her breath, turning on her side shooing the person away, as well as pushing her brother off of her, to which he grunted as his foot harshly fell on the floor. She heard the person whine, smacking her arm slightly as they sat back down.

“Here, watch this.” She heard another voice whisper.

It was silent after that, small foot steps running out of their family hut. Finally the hut returned back to it’s peaceful state, no screaming kids, no fights, just the wind, waterfalls, and the animals she would hear every so often.

Peace and quiet.

Y/n finally felt herself drift off back to sleep, that was until she felt cold water splash onto her face. She gasped as she sat up, eyes locking onto Lo’ak and Kiri, holding a wooden bowl between them. Not only did the water splash her but her brother that laid next to her.

“Lo’ak.” Neteyam hissed out.

“Run.” Mumbled Kiri.

“Tsk, skxawngs.” Y/n said under her breath, her two younger siblings running out of the hut screaming and laughing as their older brother ran after them, dodging their mother, who was holding a sleepy Tuktirey on her hip, on the way out of the hut.

“What is happening?” Asked Netyiri, stroking Tuk’s hair as she walked further into their family hut.

“Lo’ak and Kiri are just being Lo’ak and Kiri.” She replied wiping the remaining water off of her face. Netyiri scoffed, looking towards the direction of where her children ran off toward.

“You should follow after them.” She stated, sitting down and placing Tuk in front of her, going through her braids, undoing some and re-braiding it to make them neater as her hair kept growing at unimaginable speed.

“But why? They are fine going by themselves now!”

Netyiri tutted as she looked up, narrowing her eyes at y/n as if daring her to try and challenge her.

Y/n groaned, dramatically falling to her side.

“They want to meet with the stray cat, and I don’t trust them alone together.” Netyiri said, continuing with her work.

The stray cat as people like to call him around the Omatikaya clan, is a small pink fleshed kid with dirty blonde dreadlocks called Spider. She can’t remember how he came to be and how he and her siblings became friends but she did know one thing, and that was that she did not like this kid. He wears the clothes of Na’vi and paints blue markings onto himself saying that he’s Na’vi, which you found utterly embarrassing. But no matter what he says or what he does, in Y/n’s books he will never be classed as a Na’vi. Never.

Not only was he human but he was always getting himself into trouble and dragging Lo’ak with him. And who had to save them. Y/n. Of course she doesn’t want to save him, but then her siblings start crying and hitting her saying that they will tell their Mother and Father. Not that Netyiri really cares what happened to the stray, but Y/n would rather save the pink fleshy thing rather than the scolding of Jake a hundred times over.

Y/n groaned once more before standing up, grabbing her knife and securing it around her hips before slowly walking out of the hut in the directions of where her younger brothers and sister ran off toward.

“Tsk, children.” Netyiri sighed under her breath.

Y/n walked past members of the clan who bowed their head at the young girl, which the young Na’vi did the same. Although she wouldn’t be the next Olo’eyktan (because Jake and Netyiri aren’t her biological Mother and Father), she was still the oldest daughter of the Olo’eyktan and Tsakarem, as well as her biological Father being the Olo’eyktan before dying in battle and her Mother that was meant to be the future Tsahìk but never got to finish her Tsakarem due to the sky people.

Y/n walked into Mo’at’s hut, who was sitting in the centre, a stone motor in one hand and a pessel in the other, grinding herbs and plants making medical pastes for the injured and sick Na’vi, her grandmother grumbling under her breath about what she need to do and get.

“Grandmother.”

Mo’at hummed in response, picking up other herbs and placing them in the motor.

“Do you know where my brothers and sister have run off to?”

“How would I know. They are not my children to look after.” She grunted.

Y/n rolled her eyes. Although it didn’t look like it, she had a really close relationship with her grandmother, and spent most of her time with her if she wasn’t with her siblings. She liked spending time with her grandmother, not only did she get taught special remedies, rituals and learnt more about Eywa but she learnt a lot about her mum and dad as well as her grandfather.

“Grandmother, please.” She begged.

Mo’at sighed as she placed down her belongings, turning her head to face Y/n, “They came in here made a mess, then ran off saying something about meeting someone.”

Y/n groaned, rushing out of her grandmothers hut and toward the edge of the village, her grandmother calling out to her, “you better watch that attitude, y/n or your younger siblings will pick up on it!”.

As Y/n got to the edge of the village she saw her siblings giggling with each other as they slowly made their descent down, jumping on vines connecting to other mountains and trees.

Running over she came to a stop just beside Lo’ak, roughly ruffling his head, which he pushed her hand off him, hissing.

“Are you lot going to meet the stray?” She asked.

Kiri rolled her eyes, “he has a name you know. It’s Spider.”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“We’re going to meet dad after for training.” Neteyam said, skipping to the other side of a vine and jumping down onto the forest floor. Y/n hummed in acknowledgment, jumping down and turning around to help her younger siblings down.

Once she made sure all her siblings where on the forest floor safely, she nodded to Neteyam to take lead, to which he turn around quickly and took off, “first one there wins!” He shouted, jumping over and ducking under fallen logs.

“Hey! That’s no fair, Neteyam!” Lo’ak screamed, chasing after him.

Y/n let out a loud laugh, she enjoyed these times where her younger siblings could relax and just enjoy themselves rather than making sure they was on their best behaviour since their father was Olo’eyktan and Toruk Makto, although that didn’t stop them from miss behaving on certain occasions.

Y/n grabbed Kiri, putting her on her back as she ran after her two brothers. Throughout the forest all that could be heard was the young Na’vi children laughing and shouting at each. The animals of Pandora watched as the siblings would push each other trying to take the lead of the group, jumping up into trees to run across the thick branches or leaping across small streams of water, laughing and teasing one another if one of them had slipped or got hit in the face by a branch.

Their laughter continued as they came to stop in the clearing. Y/n sitting at the bottom of a trunk, looking up at the leaves as the sun beamed down between them, she basked in the sunlight, feeling the warmth seep into her skin, “when is he meant to be meeting you?”

The three younger siblings looked around the forest, keeping their eye open for the small human boy. “Soon.” Stated Lo’ak, Kiri nodding along with him.

Y/n hummed, “well you know the rules, don’t go to far.”

“Yes.” Lo’ak groaned out, rolling his eyes.

A few minutes later a young boy wearing a mask emerged from the forest along with a large Avatar, who she recognised as Spider and Norm.

Norm was rambling on about something in English to the boy, which he kept reply yes to. Although Y/n didn’t know a lot of English like her younger siblings do, she could alway pick out a few words here and there.

“Ah! Y/n, I didn’t know you would be here!” Norm said in Na’vi.

Y/n grunted, “I’m here to look after my younger siblings. Make sure they don’t get into trouble.”

Although y/n didn’t like the sky people, despise them. She had a few she didn’t mind, despite her attitude, one of them being Norm (though she found it weird that he could go from human to Avatar with a click of a button), Max and Grace, although she had passed away, y/n felt like she knew her though the stories that the elders, Jake and Norm have told her. And let’s not forget about Jake. She remembered when she first found out that he was originally one of them, she felt horrified. But as she grew she became to love him like a father, how he fought for her family, her land. But in her books he was no longer a sky person, a human. He was Na’vi, a brother to the Omatikaya people.

“Ohhh, okay.” Norm replied, believing that the young Na’vi just wanted to hang out with her siblings and Spider, but because of how stubborn she was she would never let anyone know that she wanted to play with a human boy.

Y/n grunted as she rolled her eyes, looking across the forest, not wanting to indulge with Norm.

Then finally came the time when Norm was saying his goodbyes, not before talking Spider’s ear off about being safe and sticking with the Sully’s and to listen to Y/n.

As Norm disappeared into the forest, the children quickly started talking to each other, telling one another what they have missed from the two days they have been separated from each other, before they decided that it was time to play.

“Hey Y/n, do you want to play with us?” Spider asked, walking up to the girl who remained sitting down.

“I’m good, Stray.” She replied nonchalantly, although there was a hint of venom behind her words.

Spider let out a harsh breath, shaking his head in frustration as he turned, walking towards Lo’ak, “Why is she always so mad at me.”

Lo’ak let out a loud laugh, his head tilted back as if he heard the funniest joke in the whole world. Spider raised an eyebrow at his friend.

“No. No you got all wrong, cuz.” Lo’ak shook his head, placing his hand on his shoulder, “she just doesn’t like humans all that much.”

Spider scoffed, “are you sure? It seems like she only hates me. Do you think it’s because she found out who my father was.”

“No, trust me. If she knew who you was related to she would probably kill you. I mean, I’d kill you if you killed my parents.” Lo’ak shrugged his shoulders.

“Lo’ak.” Spider hissed.

“Anyway let’s go play! We have to meet our dad for training later, so we might not have enough time to play.” Lo’ak said, pushing Spiders shoulder before running in the direction he saw Neteyam and Kiri run off towards.

Before Spider left, he turned his head looking towards where Y/n was sitting, leaning on the trunk, her head against the tree bark as she stared up into the sky, watching the Ikran fly throughout the mountains.

He let out a sigh before following his friend.

It seems that whatever he did she would always take a disliking towards him.

Taglist: @bubble-blu , @aonungs-tsahik , @uwu-i-purple-you , @affdorabfle

[lauralot89]

Loveless

I'm late on this because the book was published in 2020, but I only heard about it in the last month when I was reading an article about asexuality in fiction but in case anyone is out of the loop like me let me tell you about this glory

Loveless is a YA novel by Alice Oseman, author of Heartstopper and Solitaire. It tells the story of Georgia Warr, freshman at Durham University, and her realization that while she's in love with the idea of romance, the actuality of a romantic/sexual relationship repulses her.

Alice Oseman herself is aroace, which makes perfect sense because throughout the novel I kept asking myself, "How does she know? How does she know?! How did she get these thoughts out of my head?"

for my fellow ace and/or aro people, let me quote some of the lines that just got me straight in the soul:

"I had a theory that a lot of people's "celebrity crushes" were just faked to fit in."

"I was disgusted by the thought of him near me. Wanting things from me. That wasn't normal, was it?"

"Oh, God, this thing is actually real, it's not just in fanfics and movies. And I'm supposed to be doing it too."

"Did I even know what romantic feelings felt like?"

"He was clearly the sort of person who I should like romantically. Who I could like romantically. He looked like a boyfriend. I loved his personality. I'd loved his personality for years. So I could fall in love with him. With a little bit of effort. Definitely."

"I thought I'd understood what all these romantic things would feel like--butterflies and the spark and just knowing when you liked someone. I'd read about these feelings hundreds of times in books and fanfic. I'd watched way more romcoms than was probably normal for an eighteen-year-old. But now I was starting to wonder whether these things were just made up."

"Straight people don't think shit like that."

"Just because I'd never liked anyone didn't mean I never would. Did it?"

"I thought all the movies were exaggerating, but you're all really out there just craving genitals and embarrassment. This has to be some kind of huge joke."

"How could I feel so sad about giving up these things that I did not actually want?"

"I felt like I was grieving. I was grieving this fake life, a fantasy future that I was never going to live."

"How was it fair that everyone got to feel that except me?"

"I never had any crushes when I was a child. Not any real ones, anyway. Sometimes I confused friendships for them, or just thinking a guy was really cool."

"For a long time, I was just dating and having sex because that's what people did. And I wanted to feel like those people."

"You've been so confused about stuff. You really thought we could be together, because you do love me. Not in a romantic way, but just as strongly."

"Oh. This is an asexual thing. I forgot other people are obsessed with having sex."

seriously the entire time I spent with this book I just kept asking "was this written for me specifically?" because that's exactly how it felt.

It is a gorgeous book that explores that bizarre feeling of not knowing the word for what you are, not even knowing that you are something out of the ordinary because we don't define ourselves by what we lack and we just expect that one day, it'll happen and we'll be like everyone else. That struggle of trying to differentiate between loving someone and being in love with them, and trying to make the former into the latter and hurting everything in the process.

It is so good. 10/10, no complaints

also there's an asshole in the university's queer pride group who doesn't think aces belong and everyone hates him so that's fantastic, aphobes fuck off

in conclusion I highly recommend it

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Brief history of this request! 🤡 I originally wrote this as a response to it; the original interaction went up a little while before the book 7 part 3 update was released… and that update happened to give us a lot more information about the Shroud family dynamics. It was unfortunately bad timing!

This post is a rewrite which incorporates the new Shroud family canon from the update.

***Contains major plot spoilers for book 6 of the main story!***

Family means Nobody is Left Behind or Forgotten.

The students of Night Raven College had become accustomed to rather odd sightings—so when young Ortho Shroud sailed by them with two floating tablets in tow, no one batted an eye at it. That shut-in brother of his, the rumor was, maybe he multiplied. In a sense, there was truth to that theory.

“It’s so nice to have the whole family together!” gushed a woman’s squeaky voice from one device. “Isn’t it, Papa? Everyone’s so busy, we hardly get to do these kinds of things anymore.”

Beside her, her husband cleared his throat. He replied with a blunt, somewhat stiff, “Mmm, quite. It is… certainly a different environment than the laboratory.”

Idia didn’t know which was worse—his mother’s smothering cuteness, or his father’s calculating aloofness. The love and the logic. In anime and manga, they were amusing enough archetypes. But in reality? Cringe with a capital C, especially when they were acting as a unit in public.

He could feel the heat of his peers’ gazes directed at him as they passed like phantoms trailing over a graveyard. The curiosity, the whispers, the stares. The only thing that was keeping Idia sane was the safety offered by his tablet’s screen.

Hunkered down in his Ignihyde bedroom, he was safe from direct judgment—but not free of the embarrassment his parents provided. No, that was always eternal.

“Wh-Why did you guys even bothering showing up on the NRC Family Day banner…” Idia grumbled under his breath. Man, the one time I didn’t want to pull the SSRs… and they came home anyway!

There was an appalled gasp from the end of the line. “Of course Mama and Papa came! It’s Family Day. It’s a time us parents to see what mischief our genius little boys have gotten up to while they’re away!”

Idia couldn’t see his mother’s image on her screen, but he could only imagine she was winking in a conspiring manner to Mr. Shroud. He would give an awkward smile beneath his helmet and probably say something in agreement with her.

“Ideally, we’ve have liked to come in person,” his mother continued.

Mr. Shroud cleared his voice and neatly cut in. “However, with the recent incident… well, let’s just say we’ve had to lay low and wait for the dust to settle. My staff are working overtime moderating the metrics of this situation.”

“Quite right, dear! We can’t exactly waltz into Night Raven College! It would put us at risk of being scrutinized, especially with all the viral internet rumors swirling around.”

“Shadowy secret organization puppeteers Twisted Wonderland,” Mr. Shroud recited, shaking his head in disapproval, “Lizard people real, global warming is a hoax, tap water turning the frogs gay… Where do the youths come up with such preposterous claims?”

They’re covering their bases, Idia told himself. After that incident… We never wiped the subjects’ memories with the River Lethe. It exposes a chink in our armor—they could talk, spread what they know.

Then… Th-There’s no way people wouldn’t be curious. Internet sleuths with nothing better to do will dig up dirt from the most obscure corners of the web and tout it as truth!! That’s why even STYX has been having such a hard time containing it.

“What are you gonna do? Haters gonna hate.” Idia shrugged. “… I get it. You don’t have to go explaining yourselves to us. It’s a waste of breath.”

Cynicism slipped in at the last second. A habit, hard to squash.

Ortho chimed in, clearing the air with his cheer. “Nii-san’s right! What’s important is that we get to spend time together, bonding like any other family does.”

He extended his arms to them, as if reaching for hands to hold. Bur though there was nothing for the android to grasp, there was no hiding his effervescent smile. “I’m really happy that we can do this!”

Idia’s heart, so familiar with the ice that encased the Phantoms and the chill of Tartarus, melted. “Ortho…”

An ear-splitting squeal came from one of the tablets. “Kyaaaah! You’re so cute, Or-kun!! Mama wishes she was right there on Sage’s Island to squish your little face!! You too, Idia-kun! Don’t think you can escape from your mother!”

Mr. Shroud’s voice dragged into a patient sigh. “We discussed keeping a low profile.”

“Aww, but papa!” (Idia could practically hear the pout in her tone.) “It’s a parent’s instinct to want to hug and shower her children with love~”

“Y-You’re going to attract unwanted attention though…” Idia nervously pointed out—one thing he could see eye-to-eye with his father on. They were split down the middle.

Through his camera, he could already spot passerbys slowing and staring. Sweat collected on his palms, on his forehead.

“What’s going on over there…?”

“There’s a boy with blue flames for hair.”

“Is he a Shroud?”

“He has weird things floating around him.”

Unperturbed, Ortho waved at the curious gawkers. “Hello!! I’m spending time with my family today!” he announced with his full chest out.

“Aw, what an adorable kid.”

“Are they phoning in? Gosh, they must be busy—but they still care enough to attend. That’s great!”

“Have fun with your family, champ!!”

Eh? Ehhhhh?! What’s what this after-school special I’m seeing play out?! Everyone’s so upbeat and sparkling… a-almost like one of Cater-shi’s impossible Magicam filters was just applied to the whole campus!!

Something in Idia wanted to scoff at the sight, to dismiss it outright. For as long as he could remember, the Shrouds had been shunned by the sunlight. A bloodline cursed by the gods. Never to be heroes, never normal.

But if Ortho is happy, then… this was all worth it, wasn’t it?

Yet something else, too, called out. Some small, almost forgotten, fragmented part of him. A small flower growing in the darkest pits of the Underworld.

Hope.

A zero that had suddenly turned into 0.001%. Connected again, heart to heart—even if only for a single fleeting moment.

“… Dad, mom, Ortho,” Idia said slowly, “we can’t stand around like NPCs waiting to be talked to. We’ll miss out on the limited time event. Let’s go, the whole party.”

“Nii-san…!!”

Ortho’s whole face lit up, his joy turning absolutely electric. He nearly tackled Idia’s device as he seized it and spun in a giddy circle. There was laughter from the younger Shroud, and confused sputtering from the elder one.

“Would you look at that, Papa?” Mrs. Shroud giggled softly to herself. “It looks like our boys have become such good friends.”

“… That’s good,” her husband replied. “I was concerned that Idia was still beside himself with grief—but thankfully, he’s made tremendous progress.”

“Ehehehe. It’s all thanks to Or-kun coming into our lives. He ended up being the password to unlocking Idia’s almost impenetrable fire walls.”

“Indeed. Our children have come a long way.” The corners of Mr. Shroud’s lips threatened to pull up and back. “No longer boys, but young men.”

[speedystarshine]

Various TOH characters x readers (General HC’s)

Characters: Eda, Lilith (Platonic), Darius, Adrian, and Steve.

Eda

H-Hot...bird woman..

She is so amazing we love her

She will definitely get you anything at the drop of a hat

No, she doesn't pay for it.

Sometimes when she's bored she'll drag you around town to find some mischief to cause or something to do

If her and Lilith ever get into a fight, you are the barrier. Every. Single. Time.

"Y/N, can you tell my darling sister to stop leaving apple blood cartons everywhere?"

"Y/N, can you tell Lilith to mind her damn business?"

Y/N: *eye twitch*

If you know about the curse she'll appreciate any support you give, even if it doesn't look like it.

Will use Harpy form, especially if she knows it flusters you- poor owl beast is so done.

She is very protective of those she cares about, so she'll deffo bail you out if you happen to get in trouble. She'll feel so bad if it's because of her shenanigans 😭

She likes to drag you into her nest randomly. In her mind, pretty things in nest. Y/N = pretty thing, pretty thing = in nest. Don't say anything about it, though, she'll get so embarrassed-

Lilith (Platonic)

Cool history nerd aunt? Hell yeah!

Definitely overloads you with random info at any point of the day. She cant help it, especially if you get her started on a topic thats special to her.

She'll talk for hours then, not that you mind :)

She does really appreciate it if you listen though, and even more if you engage and back up points.

Is definitely the type to cringe you out, especially in front of your friends. She's cool like that, even though you hate it-

If anything happens to you or you get in trouble, she gets so worried about you!!

I feel like she's the type of person where panic makes her do smart stuff quickly, so she'll instantly patch you up with care if you do get hurt.

I feel like because of her, you'd have a love-hate relationship with Hooty?

Like, you would protect each other to the max if needed but they totally team up against you all the time and it's so not fair >:(

Darius

Ah yes, our favourite peacock.

He treats you like royalty, so be aware of that.

Spa days? Spa days. You keep laughing whenever he puts on a face mask and he gets grumpy about it-

He acts like he's above it but let's be honest, he would totally love to gossip with you.

He somehow knows about everyone and everything in the castle so watch your back if your trying to hide anything from him (he tries not to peep if it's like, a surprise for him but he probably already knows)

You two shovel talk Adrian, it drives him mad 😭

You know if you get into an argument and your parents leave a bowl of fruit or something as an apology?

He definitely brings a mini abomination to bring you something.

He will eventually apologize face to face, but who likes confrontation? Not him.

Co parenting Hunter co parenting Hunter CO PARENTING HUNTE-

Is super worried abt you after the day of unity, and immediately seeks you out (and vice versa).

Adrian

I'm just gonna be upfront. He's draining, but that's the fun of it! (Or not.)

He is 100% catboy confirmed.

He doesn't even bother with the whole "I act like I don't care but actually do" thing he's just super clingy and has no shame <3

He's also super p(r)etty, and can get jealous quite easily. Make sure to give him lots of attention!

Surprisingly doesn't shovel talk Darius, he has some semblance of respect for him, but he just hates everyone equally. Apart from you! (And Terra. She absolutely terrifies him, don't leave them in a room together)

Take everything he says with a grain of salt though, he twists his stories a lot.

E.g: Someone accident tripped him up? It was attempted murder. They tried to break his neck and-

He is a dramatic person, but what do you expect?

The type to just flop onto you and go boneless after a long day, no matter what your doing.

Also treats you like royalty! Just... In his own way.

Steve

Steve! Everyone's favourite demon/ex-scout boy!

He is so affectionate, but in an awkward kinda teenage way.

He buys you flowers.

Gives the best advice? Y'know how you can no what something tastes like just by smell and sight even if you've never had it? Like that but with advice.

He talks about you all the time to Mat!! He's super happy if you two get along, since you are the most important people in his life.

(if you don't though, immediate deal breaker. His little brother is so important to him, so sorry..)

This is random, but he has an obsession with candles.

One time you told him all that smoke wasn't good for the environment, so he bought "bio-degradable" ones from a certain pig at the night market..... He's trying I promise 😭

Motorcycle rides? Hell yeah! He won't ever say it (unless it comes up ofc) but his favourite rides are where there's not really any destination in mind, and your just driving around because.

He somehow is friends with everyone on the boiling isles? Don't be surprised if you see someone who you'd never expect to see talking to him.

The goodest boy ever. Treat him right!

[supercalime]

I can’t believe I found people who think about this the exact same way as I do. I don’t get these hardcore buddie stans who suddenly try to make it look like buckTommy shipper are the toxic ones. I haven’t seen a single BuckTommy shipper who was rude without a reason (maybe a bit defensive about their CANON ship). Whereas I’ve seen plenty of incredibly toxic buddie stans who insult everyone who doesn’t ship their ship or share their opinions.

Another thing and don’t get me wrong Im not defending anyone. But I’ve seen many people heavily bullying the marisol actress because she’s apparently homophobic (not saying she isn’t or is) and wanting her to be gone beacause of this reason but totally ignore the alleged racism of ryan (again not saying he is racist or not, i dont know them personally) just because he is part of their beloved ship. By their logic Ryan should leave the show too.

Hey anon, it took me some time to answer your ask (chaotic life stuff lol) but I’m glad to finally have time to talk about this first part with you.

I’ll preface by saying I won’t get involved in actor drama, no matter how true or toxic it is because I don’t have enough information nor am I qualified to talk about the issues they mishandled. I’ll just say that, no matter who does bad things, they should be held accountable.

Okay, back to the main point: yes, it’s very strange how b*ddie st*ns are behaving towards the canon bi!buck thing. Both with people who ship bucktommy but also with the creators and actors on the show. Regardless if they are right or not about b*ddie being canon, this is not how you act with entertainment, specially with the people giving the content.

I hate to bash but it looks and sounds a lot like a toddler throwing a tantrum because they didn’t get a specific toy.

And toddlers only throw tantrums because they are brand new humans who are learning how to behave. They don’t know any better so they react with outbursts and repeated demands because it’s the only way they know to get the attention of the person taking care of them.

If I’m not mistaken, the main audience for the show is 18-45. NO ONE here should be yelling in comment sections “we want buddie! we want buddie! we want buddie!” as if they would immediately get it. It’s not how it works and it’s frankly embarrassing to see a bunch of adults acting like that for everyone to see.

And I can’t stress it enough, I’m not putting myself on a high ground here and saying I’m a better person by shipping bucktommy, as I’m sure there might be a percentage of fans out there being rude and annoying as well. But at least I’m keeping my conscience clear by not acting like me shipping two characters is something big enough in my life to ruin my enjoyment of a whole show in case my favorite ship doesn’t become canon.

I hate how fandoms behave as if they can have control over the content they are consuming. We aren’t entitled to anything and if there is supposed to be ANY discourse about which character was supposed to end with, that should happen AFTER the show ended! The story isn’t over yet! So why are b*ddie st*ns so stressed? If a show is making you this angry and demanding, please step aside a little, give it some distance because that’s not how consuming content is supposed to make you feel.

And I say that last part with sincerity because I too got way too involved with fandom discourse in the past, to the point that I had to distance myself from certain shows because being that involved made me upset.

Im just tired at this point you know. Im trying to protect myself as much as possible. Im not in the bird app, I don’t follow the show or the actors on social media, im avoiding interviews like the plague. All I want from this experience is to watch the show, gather my thoughts, form my opinions, log onto tumblr and reblog the cute stuff I see about my favorite ship without having to worry about whatever the hell is going on outside my pretty little bubble

[luimagines]

Tbh I don’t think Captain always had a way with girls, I think he was one of those boys who had insane massive glow up and always got rejected until then. Soooo Ima send in a story about it 😋.

There was a little celebration in a tiny village the chain were in. Time and Twi spoke to each other, Wild and four hanging out with new friends they had made in the village, Sky slept so softly as little kids tried to wake him up by poking his face as for Legend, Wind and Hyrule watched Warrior as he danced with two beautiful girls they were judging him, Well, Legend was at least.

“I don’t get it, how is he always attracting girls and guys?” Legend says in frustration. Wind giggles and Hyrule side-eyed him.

“Don’t be jealous of him Legend.” Hyrule furrowed his eyebrows. “Yeah, I mean we’re all friends here. We can’t just- my bad- You can’t just be jealous of him.” Wind closed his eyes and huffed.

“Woah woah woah, no way I would ever be jealous in the likes of him.” Legend rolled his eyes and scoffed. Hyrule and Wind giggled.

“It’s okay we still love you.” Hyrule smiled and Wind nodded in agreement, Legend was obviously annoyed and rolled his eyes, he knew Hyrule and Wind were obviously thinking the same thing as him they’re just not exactly like him. The 3 youngest of the chain were curious but didn’t dare say anything about it. Except for Legend of course.

Then the most dramatic thing had happened well at least in Wilds opinion it was. One of the ladies Husband had seen her dancing with her friend, with Warrior, imagine what the man thought. Yup, his wife was a little obsessed with Warrior when they had came in the village and would never stop talking about him to her husband! he was jealous.

“Lillie?! What the hell are you doing?!” The husband growled. Everyone paused, hell, even Time batted an eye. “Nothing!” The wife’s face turned red out of embarrassment. “First you want to talk about him for days now you wanna dance with him with your friend?” the husband frowned. Warrior quickly backed away from the two ladies as he realized what this guy was trying to imply.

“Oh.” Warrior didn’t know what to say, he wasn’t really trying anything with the ladies.

“It’s not my fault that your insecure!” The wife furrowed her eyebrows and cross her arms, People let out a gasp, Wild laughed, Twi and Time widen their eyes, Hyrule, Leg, and Wind saying “oh shit.” as they were invested in the now drama.

The wife and husband had started to cause a big scene infront of everyone. Eventually the husband was going to try and get War involved.

The husband turned to War looking at him with pure-rage. “And you’re an absolute man-whore! thinking you can get with these l-“ War had cut him off and Twi n Time had stepped in.

“Listen, there’s no way I would do anything with your wife or her friend.” Warrior calmly said, making the husband even more angry somehow. “WELL I THINK YOU SHOU-“

“Stop being so insecure, sir, this seems like something you and your wife should work out. privately.” Time butted in.

“And try not to yell so much, there’s kids here you know.”Twi growled out, Sky had woken up from the screams, the kids and sky stared in complete confusion.

A lot of words were exchanged Twilight had to block this man from even trying to hurt Warrior. Warrior was obviously starting to break character so he left. Everyone’s evening was ruined.

Warrior rubbed his temples in frustration, Legend, Hyrule, and Wind stayed with him.

“God sometimes I hate being pretty.” War growled out.

“Actually?” Legend tilted his head. “I thought you were like always used to the attention and liked it.” Legend said cockily, which in War’s response was a death stare.

“I always didn’t look like this stupid.” War rolled his eyes. Hyrule and Wind got right up in his face.

“Tell us now. Skincare when?.” Hyrule said in serious tone. “And your hair routine.” Wind said confidence. Legend chuckled.

“But you weren’t always looking like this? What happened?” Legend asked curiously. War sighed.

“Back when I was a kid or a teen- basically before I even became a knight. I had bad hair, ance, dark spots on my body, you know that kind of stuff. it’s not like those things are bad because I learned to love myself at the time which resulted, into this.” War smiled. “I was always pretty. people just had high preferences.” War whispered that last part.

“One time when i was young I had the biggest crush on this girl and she didn’t just say no to me when i asked her out she spread rumors about me saying i’m a creep because of the way I looked.” Warrior frowned. “People didn’t like me because of how ‘ugly’ I was.” War said “ugly” sarcastically. “And guess what?” War glanced at the three who were shocked.

“What?” the three said at the same time.

“They still don’t.” War deadpan. “People either think they are higher than you or lower than you which always results in some kind of insecurity and negative response.” Warrior frowns and sighs.

“And guess what.” Warrior glances at the boys.

“What?” The all said in sync once again with wide eyes invested in what he has to say.

“Don’t ever let someone’s looks let you feel a certain type a way. okay?” War gave them the sweetest smile ever.

“Heck yeah!” Wind says happily. “Take his advice Legend.” Hyrule snickers. “That was the lamest advice ever.” Legend says in a attitude but takes the advice anyway. They all laughed.

Honestlyyyy this isn’t the best but that’s probably cause it’s late right now. anyway Goodnight/morning/afternoon when ever you read this pinkie !!

Oh dear XD

Warrior was almost in some serious hot water for just being around.

But you cut of the husband in a way that made it seem like he about to still aggressively defend his wife for liking Warrior like-

"Sir, I want nothing to do with your woman!"

"Well you should!"

I dunno, made me laugh. XD

Kinda wish Twilight came in, fisticuff style to help his buddy out, but I Time would have been holding him back to stay "diplomatic". That's who I see it in my head.

[kidstemplatte]

terzo as a dad headcanons

pairing: terzo x fem! reader

this is something i wrote on a whim because i think terzo would be the cutest most incredible father ever. maybe one day i’ll write a short one shot about dad terzo. i hope you enjoy!

when terzo finds out you’re pregnant, he is THRILLED.

he secretly loves babies.

of course being a new parent is emotional for anyone, but for him especially , it means a lot. he’s been in so many relationships, however, none of them have been prolonged or particularly substantial , and the fact that he is now in a stable enough relationship to have a whole child with someone is so important to him. he’s so grateful for you.

he’s such a girl dad idk why

he leaves the nursery designing up to you because it’s more your forte but he will do anything to make sure your vision comes to life. you will not lift a finger.

takes such good care of you during your pregnancy (as any partner should)

endless massages and late night store runs to get whatever you’re craving

reads a lot of parenting books because he’s nervous and wants to be the best dad possible

cries when he holds your baby for the first time

uses a ton of cute italian nicknames for her but “la mia stellina” is his favorite. (“my little star”) (isn’t that adorable?)

another favorite is piccolo pipistrello (“little bat”)

this girl is spoiled ROTTEN let me tell you. practically everything she touches at the store is going into the shopping cart. anything for his little princess.

he takes the tea parties she throws very seriously. adds them to his calendar. will cancel meetings because he has “important business to attend to.”

will either sing or read her to sleep. he’s so good at reading stories because he gets very invested in the characters and does funny voices. despite this, she’ll always end up falling asleep because of his soothing voice.

lets his brothers babysit, but if they’re busy…

the ghouls may be feral and uncontrollable but they are loyal to a T. no funny business when your baby’s around. and for this reason they often babysit while you and terzo have date nights. only after terzo announces, “no vaping, for satan’s sake!” directed at a certain smiley ghoul.

she LOVES the ghouls.

swiss’s smile makes her burst into fits of adorable laughter. if she’s ever crying, the one thing they can count on to calm her down is swiss’s goofy smile.

she loves when mountain picks her up and spins her around.

you do NOT want to make terzo an unhappy father.

if your daughter ever came home crying about a teacher or classmate, oh boy.

he’d hold her, tell her it’s okay, that he will fix everything for her, his stellina.

but the sweetness disappears after he puts her to bed that night and walks into your bedroom.

“i’m going to kill that child.”

“TERZO! you can’t kill a child.”

“yes i can.”

if it’s a teacher who’s causing trouble though, you might let him.

late at night you notice terzo’s not in bed and you hear some rumbling in the cabinets.

you find an open spell book on the kitchen counter.

“terzo, are you HEXING our daughter’s teacher?”

“why yes, amore mio.”

“that’s horrible! now, let me help you.”

now, let’s talk about teenage years. when things get a little more complicated.

SUPER protective. the second she starts talking about boys is the second he has to step in. doesn’t even have to be a crush.

“today in class we were talking about alexander-“

“alexander? who is alexander?”

“the great-“

“great? what is so great about this boy, hm?”

“DAD, we were in HISTORY class talking about ALEXANDER THE GREAT.”

“oh.” he’s embarrassed. everyone gets a good laugh.

once your daughter is old enough to develop an attitude, he hates it. but he’s really good at leaving the room and diffusing before he loses his temper. he never wants to scare anyone.

“ay, what happened to la mia dolce bambina?” he’d say to you defeatedly after rubbing his face with his hand.

you have to remind him that as people grow up it’s only natural for them to form their own opinions and start rebelling a little bit. she may be his sweet little girl but she’s also a young woman.

but any disrespect towards YOU, and that’s when he really gets fired up.

when he gets super upset he will say things in italian he couldn’t say in english.

“satanas , cosa ho fatto per meritarmi questo?”

he just shouldn’t be surprised when he finds out his stellina’s been studying up on italian.

“not even satan can save you from wrath like mine, dad. that’s one thing i got from you.”

[nyccx]

Super rich kids with nothing but lose ends

Draco Malfoy x Reader

This story is inspired by this song

((One of my favs))

Also this is my first story on heree

You were getting ready with Pansy, because you two were supposed to go out with the guys. Every one knew what you were going to do. “Should I bring my books to study?” You asked,even though you already knew the answer. “Is that a joke or something you know we always say we’re going to study and then just drink some shit and forget what we’re supposed to do.” Pansy answered while applying her new perfume. “I knoww but I thought we might actually study this time, Snape is on my ass with all those exams, I thought he liked the Slytherin kids more but he seems to just really hate me.” You moaned. “Noo you get it all wrong he hates everyone he just hates you the most.” She said laughing. “Wow thanks a lot now I feel better.” You laughed. “No problem,btw are you done yet Draco and Mattheo are waiting.” She said reading the text she got from them. “Yea sure but what about Blaise,Enzo,Theo,Tom and Reggie?” You asked. “they’re getting the stuff yk also lets go outside nowww.” She whined. “Alrr sorry for making you wait so long for your dray dray.” You said while basically dying of laughter. “Yea right cuz I’m the one missing draco over the holidays.” She protested . “Oh shut up and let’s goo.” You replied.

As you got to your fav hang out spot you could already smell the weed Theo probably brought, you sat besides between Enzo and Blaise (mostly cuz the were the most chill and didn’t care about ur raging crush on Draco). Draco stood up and offered you a glass of wine they brought. You asked him what whine it was he didn’t know and even if he knew he was probably too drunk to even pronounce the name,if he was only half as drunk he would probably not even be able to speak to you. After some drinks and some talking you noticed how Blaise and Theo were hyping Draco up, you didn’t quite get why but u thought it was quit funny and you couldn’t stop staring cuz his hair was so MMM and his hands were so AAAAAH and don’t get me started on his eyess. After some time of actually listening to what they said you were even more confused because Theo was always telling Draco he could cut his confidence in half and still have to much so you didn’t get why he was now basically screaming at him that he was usually so confident he should just go for it so you were like totally confused, but after like 15 minutes of them hyping draco up Draco got up and said, “alright but y’all owe me,because this is going to be wayy to embarrassing if it doesn’t go how y’all said.” And they just nodded. Then he walked towards you and asked if he could talk to you in private for a bit and you agreed.

So you went with him and as soon as you were out of hearing distance he just couldn’t stop talking “Okayy so I know you probably got a crush on Enzo or something but you are like the best thing that ever got in my life cuz even if I tried I can’t stop thinking about you and believe me I tried since second year so I just had to get it out and I know your probably gonna reject me cuz I’m not your type but I love you and I just had to say it cuz my thoughts of you were just eating me up soo yeaa.” And for a second you just didn’t know what to say,so you just grabbed him by his shirt and gave him a kiss after while you opened your mouth basically giving him the permission to slide his tongue in,and so he totally did when you both stoped you just said “I love you.” And what happened next was a blur cuz everyone was pretty drunk.

The next morning you woke up looked up and you were about to scream until you saw Draco beside you.

Later after everyone was awake Pansy showed you the video she secretly made cuz you totally forgot and after that day there wasn’t a day that draco wasn’t there.