#my more than 1000000 ships

[skrunksthatwunk]

sometimes you need to go back and listen to the music you liked when you were 13 because it's good for you. and no im not talking about like emo nostalgia in this case we have enough posts about that. im talking about dad rock. actually im just talking about barenaked ladies

[satorusugurugurl]

Never got a request for them you say…

I know i request way to fucking much but I can’t help myself I love ur writing🫶

Butttt hear me out adult trio gojo geto shoko with fem reader. I’m thinking professional reader, who has an exhausting but rewarding job comes home exhausted, but her 3 lovers cheer her right up <333

Could be fluff or smut, I just need them in my life Fr

-🍭

Welcome Home!

Character: Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Shoko Ieiri, FAB!Reader

Word Count; 2,853

Warning: overworked reader, nipple play, oral sex, praising, making out, achohol consumption, Geto in a fucking apron has me FERAL

A/N: Thank you so much for the request! I had lots of fun with this one 🥵🌶 Spicy loved it 1000000/10 would recommend.

Everything hurt, from your feet to your back, as you exited your car, the garage shutting behind you. You had been gone for twelve hours, leaving at six and getting home when you'd left this morning. But you couldn't complain. Your business had taken off, and as CEO, you had responsibilities to take care of, which tended to keep you away from home longer than you'd like, but the paycheck was worth it.

You had started your own candle company in college. Book tropes, characters, and television series inspired the candles you made. Your shop had been small, and you were content with that. Until your partners suggested advertising on social media, reaching out to authors, broadening your horizons. You hadn't expected much, maybe a couple of dozen more orders, a few rejection letters from said authors. What you hadn't been expecting was for your products to go viral, and several authors jumped at the opportunity to commission you for custom character candles.

Your tiny little shop became a big-time shop so fast it had your head spinning. You shipped orders worldwide, made custom customer orders, and were featured on several podcasts. Your company was close to being a multimillion-dollar company with several locations. While exciting, and you didn't need to worry about money, it was exhausting. Long hours, dozens of meetings, and business trips were your new norm; it came with the title CEO. You loved your job! There was, however, one downside.

You missed the fuck out of your partners.

With your position, you could take care of the house payment and utilities. Allowing your partners to do whatever they want without worry. Shoko was studying to become a surgeon, Geto was working on a novel, and Satoru was your biggest investor; seeing as he was from a wealthy family, he could do what he wanted. And what he wanted was to help your company grow. Things were perfect; it justified you working so hard all the time. Some days were more exhausting than others, but it was also gratifying. Your partners could pursue their dreams, and as long as they were happy, so were you.

”I’m home.” You announced mid-yawn, removing your heels and setting them to the side. You ventured into the living room. The condo was clean and tidy, as per usual, thanks to your amazing partners. They took such good care of the house when you were gone.

“Welcome home.” Suguru greeted you from the kitchen. Both the mouth-watering aroma of prepared food and the sexy man stopped you in your tracks. “Thank you for all of your hard work today, Princess.” He wore gray sweatpants, his hair pulled into his signature half up half down style.

The best part of his whole outfit was the apron. Good god, it was illegal! The black apron went around his neck and tied firmly around his waist. It read, ‘My meat is 100% Going In Your Mouth’. It was a gag gift, one you’d need to thank Satoru for purchasing. Suguru was wiping his damp hands on it as he made his way around the island, wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug.

You melted in his embrace, your arms snaking around him as he kissed the top of your head. “Thank you. It’s good to be back.” You sniffed at the air, happily groaning at the scent of food. “That smells absolutely amazing, Sugu!”

“You had a long day, so I made one of your favorites.” You followed him into the kitchen, staring at the four neatly prepared plates of perfectly prepared katsudon and fluffy white rice. ”I was finishing up the salad. It should be done in a few minutes.”

A warm body pressed against your back; the smell of clean linen and musk followed the body's movements behind you as Satoru rested his chin on your shoulder. “I hope so, I’m starving.” The whiny tone that resonated from Satoru had Suguru rolling his eyes at his antics as he chopped up lettuce. “But not as hungry as you probably are. You busted your ass today, as usual.” Soft lips peppered your cheek with kisses.

“It was a very long day.” You reached forward, grabbing a slice of cucumber off the cutting board and popping it in your mouth. “But it’s well worth it.”

“Long day; I guess this calls for some sake,” Shoko added, handing you a glass of chilled peach sake.

You took a long sip, humming at the sweet taste that danced over your tastebuds. “Shoko, what would I do without you?” Your exhausted-looking girlfriend took a long sip of her drink before pressing a kiss against your lips.

”You would be stuck with these two idiots.”

“Hey!”

Satoru pouted, while Suguru just shook his head with an unbothered chuckle. The carefree atmosphere and warm aura had you relaxing, the tension leaving your shoulders as the four of you sat down for dinner. While you ate and conversed with them, your partners looked you over while you weren’t paying them attention. Suguru took note of the dark circles under your eyes before looking at Satoru from his peripheral vision. He had noticed the circles along with how your skin appeared paler tonight. Dark and blue-hued eyes focused on Shoko. Her dark brown eyes examined you as she would a patient.

The three of them reached the same conclusion: you were exhausted, burning the candle at both ends. They knew very well how seriously you took your job; your work ethic was nothing to be sneezed at. No matter how sick or tired you were, you constantly pushed yourself to do more, to provide for them. Your motivation was fueled by positive forces, and there was nothing wrong with being driven by a goal.

However, the moment your goal began to run you down, that’s when you had a problem. You needed a break—some time to rest properly and recuperate. The three of them set their plan into action just with mirror eye contact.

“All right,” Suguru stood, collecting the dishes off the table, “Satoru and I will clean the kitchen. Shoko, why don't you take our sweet girl and get her relaxed?”

“Oh, don't be silly, I can help.” You followed them, collecting dishes that were snatched away from you by Satoru. “Hey, I can help!”

Shoko gently grabbed your hand, her slender, delicate fingers interlacing with yours, pulling you towards the bedroom. “It’s not a matter of you being able to help or not; we all know you’re perfectly capable of that.” Shoko gently squeezed your hand before pushing you back against the bed. “It’s more of a matter that we want to take care of you.” Those same soft fingers that had gently held your hand began working at the buttons of your blouse. “So please don’t fight us on this. You’re exhausted.” Your chest moved up and down, your steady breathing quickening as she exposed your torso. “Just lay back and relax.”

A breathless sigh escaped you as her soft hands groped your breasts in both hands, squeezing the soft mounds. “A-alright, then, let me touch you too.” You reached for her breasts, her nipples erect, peeking through the thin fabric of her white t-shirt. Your fingers just grazed over the fabric, straining against her hardening buds, when she pulled back, out of your reach. “Shoko, why are—” Her lips met yours in a soft, delicate kiss, one that emanated her true intent and desires.

”Have you been hanging out with those two morons too much?” Soft fingers, unclasp the hook in the front of your bra. “What part of ‘lay back and relax’ did you not understand?” Warm caresses of your girlfriend's skin felt like a burning fire over your tingling nipples.

“But I hate not making you feel good.”

“Baby,” Shoko chastised, leaning down, gently flicking her tongue over one of your nipples. “You make our lives comfortable; you do so much for us.” She kitten-licked one of the buds, nearly sending you off the bed. “There will be plenty of other times for you to join in. For tonight, relax and enjoy being a pillow princess.”

You were hesitant to listen to her, but as you relaxed against the bed, you realized just how tired you were. Laying back, your head cradled by the pillow alleviated some of the throbbing pain in your upper back. Plus, you weren’t often told to be a pillow princess, to lose yourself in the pleasure. This might be precisely what you needed tonight.

Without any further protest, you melted against the bed, your hand gently running through Shoko’s long, silky hair as she suckled and nibbled at your nipples while her hands massaged your breasts. I felt so good to be touched so gently. It was a drastic contrast to the boys, who roughly groped and nipped at your sensitive breasts. No matter how many times they saw your breasts, they were still the teenage boys you met nearly a decade ago. Breasts were, and always would be, some of their favorite things. Shoko, on the other hand, knew what felt good, how to get those little moans and whimpers to escape your mouth. If the woman was given the chance, she very well could make you orgasm from your nipples alone one day.

”Oooh my god, S-Sho—” That day was today, “Shoko, f-feels so good, really good.” Your nails gently grazed her scalp before you tugged on the strands of her hair. “H-Holy shit.”

Your girlfriend giggled, sending vibrations to stimulate your already sensitive nipples. “Yeah? Feel good—“ her pink tongue swirling tantalizingly slow around them, “so good you’re going to cum like this?” A tiny whimper was the only response she received. “Such a good girl for me. Go ahead, baby.” She groped both your breasts, pushing them together, allowing her to suck and nibble at both your nipples at once. “Cum for me.”

Shoko pressed her knee against your clothed center, and that was all you needed to cum. “N-Nggh! C-cumming~ S-Sho! Fuck!” you withered and squirmed, your hips rocking g against her knee, extending the sweet pleasurable waves that rocked you to your core.

She was watching you get off from just the brush of her knee, and her mouth on your tits had Shoko giggling softly. Your face was twisted with pleasure, slowly shifting into a more lax face as you finished riding the waves. Once your heavy breathing turned into soft, content sighs, she pulled back with a grin. She’d like to see the boys try and get you off solely from your tits. Because she knew neither had the patience or skills for that.

“Good job, Shoko.” Your eyes fluttered open as the bed shifted. “Got her nice and relaxed for us.” Shoko sat back, watching as Suguru and Satoru crawled up the bed. “How are you feeling, sweetheart, better?” Satoru hummed as he unzipped your skirt, tugging it down.

“Mhmm, a lot better.” You lifted your ass off the bed. Allowing Suguru to tug your thigh-high stockings down. “Sho always takes good care of us.”

“Mmm,” larger hands forced your legs apart, “I can see that.” Suguru hummed, trailing a finger up and down over the wet spot on your panties. “She made you cum, and you did such a good job.” His fingers hooked under the lace hem and tugged them down, throwing them somewhere across the room.

Suguru’s fingers pulled your wet folds apart, admiring the slick coating of your lips and how your arousal seeped out of your tight entrance. His thumb pulled the hood over your clit back just enough, allowing him to rub sweet, gentle circles around the bundle of nerves. While he teased your clit Satoru nestled himself between your legs, kissing and nipping at your inner thighs up to your dripping sex.

“Mmm, I was wanting dessert.” His hot breath teased your twitching cunt. “Thanks for the meal, sweetheart.” His tongue dipped out, tracing teasing circles of your entrance. His wet tongue and Suguru’s thumb had you gasping, arching off the sheets. Your hips jolted forward, silently begging for more. “So fuckin’ needy~” Satoru growled into your pussy. “Normally, I’d make you beg, but you’ve been working so hard you deserve a reward.” His tongue dipped past your tight entrance, gently swirling it as he licked at your inner walls.

With Satoru’s tongue spearing you, working the muscle inside your pussy, Suguru takes the chance to lean down, kissing and sucking at your swollen nipples. “Fuck, you sound so pretty; make more sounds.” His teeth gently graze over the bud. The sudden sensation made your body jerk forward, here widening as his skilled mouth wrapped around your nipple, sucking on it hard.

“Suguru,” Shoko sits on your other side, “try swirling it gently~ like this.” A raspy sigh shakes through your entire body as Shoko demonstrates her technique on your other nipple. “This gets her going.”

“Oooh~ I see now.” The dark-haired man watched Shoko closely, nodding as he observed her momentum. “So I need to do—“ his eyes meet yours as he flattens his tongue, “—this?” His tongue matches Shoko’s face as pressure, sending tingles coursing straight to your pussy, where you clench around Satoru’s skillful tongue.

Blue eyes widen as feeling the gentle spasms of your cunt on his tongue. Your wetness seeped out, coating his tongue, mouth, and chin. “Mmmphmm~ yeah.” His voice is hoarse with unfiltered, pure need. “She fucking likes it~ her cunts hugging my tongue, keep it going.”

Hearing the filthy words, Satoru spoke motivated his best friend. Suguru kept his ministrations up, his eyes darting between Shoko and back to you, doing his best to keep up with her pace, mirroring her movements to the exact inch. In turn, Shoko’s hand dipped down, pressing gently on your lower abdomen.

“S-Shiiit!” You hissed, lifting your head an inch, watching as your three beautiful partners worshiped you. “Ooooh haaah!” You arched, squirmed, and twitched on Satoru’s tongue. Your partner's fingers, tongues, and lips moved faster as you screamed, one hand gripping the sheet as your other hand thrust into Satoru’s hair, tugging and pulling at the strands as you rocked against his face.

“Good girl~” Suguru growled against your nipple. “Goood fuckin’ girl~ cum all over Satoru’s face.”

Shoko nodded her head in agreement, her hand pressing harder against you. In doing so, she put pressure on the coil that was twisting and twisting inside you. Satoru groaned loudly inside of your pussy, feeling your walls twitch slightly around him; the tiny movements had his tongue lapping faster and harder, rubbing against your g-spot with every flick.

The combination of all three of their efforts made you scream and squirt. Coating Satoru’s tongue and face. Watching the stream of clear liquid coat, Satoru’s face had Suguru rubbing your clit faster. Extending your orgasm, making you squirt again again.

“Oooh, that’s it! Good fucking girl!” Suguru praised while Satoru glowered at you. Not in anger or disgust, but in feral fucking need. His mouth and tongue didn’t stop moving as he drank all of you in, working you over the dips and rises of the orgasm that nearly took your life. He only pulled away when you grimaced, shaking at the overstimulation of his mouth, and that only happened because you yanked him out of your pussy.

“Mmm~ such a good girl~” your slack mouth was suddenly being kissed by Shoko before Satoru crawled up, slotting his mouth against yours, allowing you to taste the sticky, tangy essence of your cum. “She was the best, wasn’t she, Satoru.”

The white-haired man pulled back, collecting the remaining traces of your cum with his pointer finger. “She’s the fucking best. No questions asked.” You lazily watched as he offered his finger to Suguru.

“Oooh, thank you.” Dark eyes trailed over you before he smirked, gently wrapping his hand around Satoru’s wrist and leading his finger into his open mouth. You choked on a breath as you watched Suguru bob his head up and down Satoru’s finger, ensuring all of your juices were clean. “Mhmm, so sweet. Shoko, have a taste.” Your girlfriend grinned slowly, leaning over your spent body, kissing Suguru with full tongue to get a taste of you. Their tongues swirled and massaged the other for what seemed like an eternity before they broke the kiss with a string of saliva and your cum connecting their tongues. “Isn’t she delicious?”

“She’s sweeter than the peach sake from dinner.”

With a gargled moan, your head fell back against the pillows as your lovers all leaned over to examine your face. Your pale skin from earlier was flushed a darker shade, your eyes were hazy and distant, and if this were an anime, they were sure you’d be spurting a nosebleed right about now. The trio exchanged knowing glances and gentle smiles. You did so much for them. The least they could do was give you a proper welcome home.

[racketballz]

Hope u don't mind another perspective about the spit scene, but I actually saw the reddit comment that kickstarted this discussion. It was a deeply annoying argument (that was left on a post about aku/bloss of all things??) to the point I actually left a long reply before thinking better of it n just deleting and blocking

Just for reference, in response to someone disagreeing, they asserted something along the lines of "He's still holding her down and violating her using fluid from his body, it's WEIRD that you're ignoring that just to ship them" and that level of stretching words just. Did not signal a productive conversation to come

I really feel like people want to overcorrect for the early portrayal of the boys by the fandom (made up of mostly children, who obviously would not have known how to write a character) by like... treating them as adult men almost? It's super weird because they always end up using extremely specific, modern types of adult misogynist (like cryptobros or Andrew Tate) to illustrate their point regardless of how little sense it makes for their canon personalities

I also think people conveniently forget what kind of show they're watching sometimes because PPG is still like, a kid's cartoon where the MC's have superpowers. Everything the girls do are normal kid activities cranked to 11 because they're superhuman, and when I look at it from that lens then the boys' episodes really don't strike me as very sinister largely bc they're all just kids on an even playing field (obviously the dynamic was really lopsided for most of TBABIT, but even then I mean. We already discussed how the girls retaliated)

Idk maybe I'm biased but it's kind of obvious that the boys are super archetypal snot-nosed, sexist brats and ime, characters like that pretty much always grew out of it. Like if the girls could destroy the entire town for no good reason more than once, Harry Pitt could pull what he did in the cooties episode, and Mitch could torture a hamster without being considered monsters for it, then realistically there's ample hope left for the RRB (and even if there wasn't, I don't think just projecting the worst guy anyone has ever met onto them is guaranteed to fit their characters, but I digress)

Also to be real I don't think people take the boys' actions as seriously as they make it sound a lot of the time. Like if we're going by their logic, then it should also be questionable to portray them as friends or close siblings to the girls, but I've never seen pushback against this idea off the basis that the boys have hurt them too badly in the past. It's pretty much always leveraged against ship content, which makes me think concern about the boys' characters aren't what's actually driving this criticism, but that's just me

1000000% brother this is not my first rodeo I had a feeling thats what was happening. To demonize a ship to uplift their own favorite ship people will pull out anything and everything to misconstrue the shows intention

[itsmebytch001]

Smoking it away: Part Two

18+

Part One Down Below.

Warnings: drugs, rehab, mean reader.

Summary: Your family, Your Dad, Auntie Rio and Uncle Jeff stage a quick intervention, afraid for your saftey, they ship you odd.

Oh fuck me

The door open's to reveals Rio, Your Dad and Miles.

Your shushed into the house as Jeff locks in behind you. Your Dad walks over to you, looming over above you looking over his face you can see looks extremly tired and dressed in sweats.

Miles: "Before we start, I just want you to know, we aren't mad and we love you"

Already, i know I'm fucked.

Aaron: "Give me the phone"

Y/N:" Excuse me?"

Aaron: "Your phone, give it to me"

Y/N:"...I don't have it?" What a shit lie Y/N

Aaron rasied an eyebrow at you, stepping closer while Jeff stalks from behind, you are now trapped between both your uncle and father, shrinking between them as they are so tall.

Jeff: "If you don't have it on you, you won't mind a pat down?"

Y/N: "Are you serious?" you ask flinching away.

Aaron: "sound's good to me"

Y/N: "what the fuck?"

Rio snaps her finger to get your attention from the coach.

Rio: "oi, don't swear in my house"

Jeff pulled you back by your shoulder as you tensed.

Y/N: "Okay! Jesus, here!" You quickly shove your phone into your Dad's hand, still Jeff had his hand on your shoulder, pushing you down into a chair that was locked in by the sofa, now you were truly in thier grasp, with Rio staring you down and Miles meekly looking at the floor, Aaron sat infont of you while Jeff to your left, he could see your eyes scan the house you had been in so many time's before, looking for a way out.

Aaron: "What's the password?"

...

Aaron: "I know you heard me what's the password"

Y/N: "77902"

He logs onto your phone and begins to scrolls, though your photos, your messages and Email, and know scrolling through your call records, you know what he's looking for.

He's looking for his contact...

Jeff Put his hand again on your shoulder.

Jeff: "How about you and Miles go hang out in his room"

Though it was framed as a question it was an order, so you and Miles awkwadrly shifted to his room, you felt strange leaving your phone alone with your Dad combing though it, but you did'nt want to create more problems.

Miles ushered you into his room where he sat on his bed, and you awkwardly stood in the corner.

Miles: "You know you can sit right?"

Y/N: "Actually, I'd rather stand"

Miles:" I know your'e mad at me for telling on you but honestly, I'm glad I did"

Y/N: "Don't brag about being untrsutworthy Miles"

Miles: "Well maybe you should be more honest"

You roll your eyes at him, while you both are silent you can hear the chatter in the living room between your Dad, Auntie Rio, and Uncle Jeff, you and Miles press your ears against the walls.

On the other side of that door, your family were debating your fate, wether to scare you straight by having Jeff arrest you, sending off to a proper rehab, or keeping you home under servillence.

All sounded terrible.

Aaron was still scrolling though your phone, skimming over text converstaions to see if he found something fishy, going through all your photos, including your secret gallery, which basically menat you were 1000000% fucked.

Photos of you smoking, drinking, snorting at parties he did't know you had gone too, with people he didn't know, looking over all these clips made him wince, clearly it was worse than he thought, if you were this able and willing to lie to him so consisntely and on such a large scale, he simply couldn't trust you anymore.

Clicking off from your phone and pocketing it he turned to his brother, and sister in law.

Aaron: "I Don't know how she's been sneaking this round me so damm long, how did I not see this"

Rio: "You musn't blame yourself Aaron, teenagers can be sneaky"

Jeff: "you were doing some shady stuff when you were her age"

Aaron: "I wasn't snorting anything! I wasn't lying to everyone in my life about where I was, who I was doing it with! I wasn't hiding drugs under the damm floor boards"

He rubs his face over, what the hell is he going to do?

Jeff: "We could do home servalince, make sure she stays clean?"

Rio: "That's not sustiable, we all have work and Miles has school there won't be anyone who to watch her"

Jeff nodded in agreement.

Jeff: "We could send her to a rehab

Rio: "Would that be covered in your insurance Aaron?"

Aaron looked down in defeat, he didn't want too send you away to rehab, all alone, but what choice did he have? None of them really wanted you whisked away to rehab, where they couldn't see you, sourrounded by other addicts with limited contact, what he really wanted to do was huddle you away in the house, keep you too himself and put bars on your windows, but he knew that wasn't sustaibable.

Aaron: " Yeah,It should cover it"

Rio: "I know a good place, I'll call them see if they have a bed free" She said softly before taking herself into her bedroom for the private call.

Aaron had his head in his hands, how did he miss the signs? was he ignoring them? looking back he could see it, how you would start massive fashion projects late at night, enthused about your new enterprise, spending all your money at once, coming into his room at 3 am asking him if he wants to watch Barbie with you, or asking to him to hold you like he used to when you were child, asking him to do your hair and baking at 2 am, all where strange but he just thought it was teenage shenagaings, not class A's.

And it made him so happy to be close to you again, for you to want to hang out, even if it was just watching a film together or helping you cut fabric for you new dress line, just to connect again like you were when you were young.

Maybe he did know, he just didn't want to accept it wasn't you, it was what ever you were taking.

Jeff could see he was struggling, but didn't know how to console him, so he just sat next to him and rubbed his back as Aaron tried not to break down.

Over hearing all this, how they were about to ship you off made you think maybe you'd prefer being arrested, you sank down your back down Mile's room door before sitting on the ground, slumped, it wasn't supposed to go this way, you're Dad was none the wiser, you were using safley, or as safley as anyone could and finally you were feeling true joy and peace, the kinda joy people like Miles felt natrually all the time, you no longer left out in really feeling.

You were eyeing the window, yeah you would drop 3 floors down and maybe you would break your legs or worse but then you wouldn't have to go rehab.

Miles sat next too you, back against the door, he tries to put his hand on your shoulder but you immedinaly flinch away.

Y/N: "Don't you ever touch me""

Miles: "Jesus sorry, calm down"

You glared at him though your eye lashes.

Y/N: "You have destroyed my life" You whisper yelled.

Miles: "Nah, you did that yourself"

Y/N: "Excuse me?"

Miles: "You told me you were smoking, if that were true your Dad would not be on your ass, maybe just ground you for a bit and get my Dad lecture you, not pose a whole family intervention and a send off to rehab"

Y/N: "If they do actually send me away, I will never fucking talk to you again"

Miles rolled his eyes with such a silly threat.

Meanwhile, back in the living room Rio came out her room having had gotten of the phone with the rehab.

Rio: "They'll have a bed later today, around 15:30"

Aaron: "Is it a good place?"

Rio: "Yes, it dose good work. It's a 6 week program and have a low repeat percenatge so I think it'll be good for her"

6 weeks, 6 whole weeks you'd be away and out the house where he couldn't see you.

Aaron: "You sure?"

Rio: "Yeah"

Aaron took a deep breath, accpeting this drastic change in events, accpeting that he would have you taken out his hands and put away in some other place with people he didn't know taking you, his only child and fixing you up.

Rio: "It's far out Brooklyn, so if you want the bed in time, I would go now"

Aaron brushed himself down before heading for Mile's room, you could hear him apparoch the door, you could recgonise his foots steps, you had trainded yourself to reconsie them for when you would use in your room to avoid being caught.

You scrambed away from the door, standing by Miles as the door knob turned.

Aaron: "Alright Baby, Let's go"

Defeated you followed him through the living room and out the door, Mile's is gestured to follow you by Rio, tagging along on your left, with Aaron on your right, trapping you again, you feel it's intetion of keeping you trapped so you couldn't pull a fast one.

Ushering you into the car, Mile's watched you get in the back of the car, then got in next to you sitting on the other side of the verchiel.

As you began to drive, your Dad kept looking back at you through the rear view mirror, exchaning eye contact with Miles.

Aaron: "So we uh, were going home to get you a bag and then...then we'll take you to that rehab place"

Already you could feel yourself tense, holding onto your joggers, breathing deeper and quicker, like you were getting ready to run.

oh fuck

Y/N: "I don't want to go"

Aaron:" You don't have a choice"

Y/N:" I am 17 years old you can't just shuttle me away"

Aaron: "you are 17 years old, I am your God damm father and you are going to rehab"

Y/N: "You are blowing this out of proportion"

Aaron: "Am I? How? How am I blowing this out proportion"

Y/N:" I am not an addict, I'm not reliant on anything, Iv'e never done injectables-"

Aaron: " 'Never done Injectables' Is the bar really that low for you?"

Y/N: "Youre wasting you damm money I don't need to go to a fucking rehab! Rehab is where you go when you overdose"

Miles: "so we just supposed to wait till you overdose, huh?"

He mutter's to himself, his head leaning on the window.

Y/N: "I am 17, it's normal to expierment with drugs!"

Aaron: "Miles?"

Miles: "Yeah?"

Aaron: "You smoking weed?"

Miles: "No"

Aaron: " You snorting coke?"

Miles: "Hell no"

Aaron: "You secret drinking?"

Miles: "Nope"

Aaron: " So how is it Miles is your age and not doing any of the same shit?"

Y/N: " Dad I...I just want to have fun"

Aaron: " You could do litreally anything and you choose hard drugs"

Y/N:" I KNOW you were smoking weed at my age"

Aaron: "Yeah I was smoking weed and it fucked me up, but you are 17 snorting shit"

You roll your eyes, sinking into your seat.

Aaron: "If Mile's hadn't told me, you would have kept going and going until you lost your grip and died"

Y/N: "It is not that fucking deep"

Miles: "Y/N, were just scared for you"

Y/N: "Oh fuck right off Miles"

Aaron: "Ay, Don't talk to him that way"

Y/N: "He snitched on me, i don't have to be nice"

Miles: "You told me it was weed and vodka, not fucking pills and shit"

Y/N: "So you snitched on me, for weed and Vodka?"

Miles: "But It wasn't just weed and Vodka!"

Y/N: "I knew I should have never told you, I shouldn't have known you would just cause a big thing of it, you know Miles, the whole reason i stared disstacing myself from you is beacuse how fucking over bearing and demanding you are"

Miles: "What?"

Aaron: "Okay Y/N shut up"

As he pulled up at a red light you and Miles looked out in opposite directions out each window, when you noticed the child locks weren't on.

You rest your hand over the door handle, waiting for one of them to notice, but they don't.

Your breath increases, you're ready to run.

You Open the car door, leaning out of it as your dad screams for you to sit down, your head and shoulders are out the door.

You think your'e out.

Until you feel the ends of your hair being pulled back and your'e arm grabbed by Mile's.

He pull's you in with great force as you begin to thrash.

Y/N: "get the fuck off me!"

Aaron: "Miles, Miles the door!" He yells.

While Miles is holding you down, as you try despratley to kick and cry, he slides himself over the car seats and slams the door shut.

You sat up, pushing Miles away by his shoulders, he takes your hands and shoves them down onto the car seat, he scrambles on top of you and keeps you in place, his left forearm pressed over your collarbone, imobileizing you.

Y/N: "Get THE FUCK OFF ME!" You scream, on lookers think this is a kidnapping, Miles looks over at his Uncle.

Aaron: "Hold her there"

Miles Looks down at you crying, hyperventializing trying despretaly trying to wriggle away.

Miles: "Calm the fuck down"

Y/N: "Get the fuck off me you son of a bitch!"

You tried to raise your head to get him off you, but his press tough.

Miles: "Stop fucking moving"

Y/N: " I Hate you" You whipser up at him.

Minutes later, after your crying and screaming had subsided, he got off you sitting across from you again as the car pulled up outside you're building.

Aaron: "Imma go pack you a bag, stay here"

The door open and closes as Aaron leaves to go pack you a bag.

Y/N: "I wanna step out for a sec, strech my legs"

Miles: "How do I know you're not going to try and run off again, hmm?"

YN: "Okay, whatever Miles"

...

...

...

Y/N: "Why are you here Miles?"

Miles: "What do you mean?"

Y/N: "You didn't have to be here right now, in this car involing yourself in something that isn't you're buisness"

Miles: "My buinesse? Y/N You are my Family it is my buinesse"

Y/N rolled her eyes out the window, Mile's kept looking over at the handle, just waiting for you to make a move.

About 10 minutes later, you Dad came back with a suit case, putting it in the boot of the car, he plopped himself back in the drivers seat.

Aaron: "Miles, You still wanna ride with us?"

Miles: "...Yeah"

You drove for about two hours, and it was painfully silent, neither you or Miles made eye contact, both just staring out the window. Your Dad would occesianlly look over at you through the rear view mirror.

Once you eventually pulled up on the place, in an isolated field with only the one road leading you out, you exit the car to face the bulilding.

it looks like a prison, a tall, massive grey builiding with many windows, all barred. Aaron got your bag from the boot and handed it to you to carry.

Miles caught you again, looking over your souroudings as if for an out, he exchanged you a warning look and stalked up uncomfortley close to you, while your Dad guided you in the waiting area.

You sat in the waiting area with Mile's, beginning to panic. it really began to set in. They're going to lave you here, in this place with stranges, alone.

And the worst part was, you wouldn't have the company of any drugs, no weed no alcohol, just you.

Twiddling your hands nervoulsy, Miles obeserved you rubbing your hands together and felt the need comfort you, but knew right now, you really didn't feel like talking to him.

While Aaron checked you inn, he kept glancing over at you, wondering, is this a mistake? could he just keep you sober at home?

He hadn't handed you over yet, he could just drive take off back home, but the desk lady see's this seconding guessing in his eyes as he gazes at you. She places her hand on his and mutters "It's an excellent program".

This dose nothing to sooth him, but he dose sign off the paper work, handing you over to this faceless place for a whole month, did he really want to do this? No but though he wanted you home, he knew ratinally, it was best letting you here.

As your Dad timidly signs off your paper work you see two men approach through the glass walls in all white, you feel like running but know Miles could just drag you back, you don't want to go, you are not an addict, what is happening.

Before they reach the fresh hold of the waiting room, you Dad kneels in front of you while sitting in the waiting chair.

Aaron: "Listen baby, I'm gonna drop you here for a bit, and these people are gonna help you sort yourself out kay?"

You didn't answer, you just stared out at the approching men.

Clutching your bag, as your Dad watches helpless, these two men guide you out the waiting area, their hands on your shoulders.

You take one last look at your Dad and cousin, looking right into Miles's his eyes before mouthing to him, 'I hate you'...

They watched as you were slinked off futher and futher away until you dissaprear down the hall...

END OF CHAPTER TWO

Chapter one----->

CHAPTER 3???

[xhanisai]

Top 5 couples... In ML! (having more than one pairing for one character is very much accepted)

HEHEHEH LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm going to cheat a little and add six AND YOU WILL SEE WHY.

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1 - Mariblanc (Marinette and Chat Blanc)

Come on. It's me. Haunting the narrative? Check. Caused the end of the world? Check. Shows the extremes one would go for the other? FUCKING CHECK. Genuinely, as soon as episode Chat Blanc aired I practically ascended because this is everything I have ever wanted and uGHhHh I can never properly convey cohesively how much I love, love, LOVE THEM.

THEIR LOVE DESTROYED THE WORLD.

THEIR LOVE DOOMED THEM ALL ONCE UPON A TIME.

AND YET THEY STILL CAN'T HELP BUT CONTINUE TO LOVE EACH OTHER AAAAAA!!!!

2 - Lovesquare (Marinette and Adrien in every form)

This is the reason why I had to extend the list to six instead of five LMAOOO!! I love every single side of lovesquare so FUCKING much. And all the sides would have taken up the spots so I had to compress them all here. Every side brings something fresh, something exciting and I can never get bored. I love you adrinette. I love you ladynoir. I love you marichat. I love you ladrien. I love you misternoire. I love you assmouse/snakemouse. I LOVE IT ALL!!!!!

They will stay rotating in my brain forever at 1000000 kilometres per hour for the rest of my life and I feel honoured.

3 - Chlolila (Chloe and Lila)

EVIL GIRLS! EVIL GIRLS!!! I LOVE EVIL GIRLS!!!! I hate bully x victim ships...but bully x bully?? YES PLEASE.

I want them to make each other WORSE. I want them to tango on the rooftops as they plot the downfall of the world whilst finding ways to get rid of each other. I don't want them to have any redemption arcs LET GIRLS BE EVIL.

They are ML's toxic yuri AND THEY DESERVE MORE RECOGNITION.

4 - Eminath (Emilie and Nathalie)

Nathalie was willing to terrorise Paris and ladynoir in order to bring Emilie back to life AND THAT IS PEAK ROMANCE TO ME. And then she stopped when she realised how mistreated Adrien was and saw the video that Emilie made??!??

THEY ARE MARRIED IN ANOTHER TIMELINE WITH A HAPPY ADRIEN WITH TWO LOVING MOTHERS IDFC.

5 - DJWifi (Alya and Nino)

I really, really REALLy love their dynamic! I love how confident and fiery Alya is and how chill and silly Nino is. I love that even these two subvert gender roles and we have him often jumping to conclusions and spilling secrets whilst she's there to kiss his worries away and ensure that she's there by his side 💓

They are actually really wholesome and I wish we got more pre-relationship goodness between them both before they got together because that's my favourite part when it comes to romance~!!!

6 - Plikki/Cheesecake (Plagg and Tikki)

I love them. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH. JUST WEE LITTLE GODS until they show their fucking amazing cryptic love craftien true forms!!!! He calls her sugarcube and she calls him stinkysock I LOVE THEM.

Honourable mentions - Juleka and Rose, Gabriel and Emilie, Amelie and Nathalie, onesided Lila being obsessed with Marinette, onesided Felix crushing on Marinette, Alya and Marinette/Nino and Adrien (to an extent because I don't like any ships that break up the lovesquare), Gabriel and Harry Clown, Tom and Sabine, Gabriel and Nathalie and probably more but I can't remember LOL.

[maxilsmaster]

rating hazbin ships!

let’s get the really bad ones out of the way now.

two-sided romantic or sexual alastor/anyone: -1000000/10 (ace rep, fuckers)

charlie/anyone other than vaggie or seviathan (will get to that exception in a bit): -100/10 (WHY DO YALL WANT CHARLIE AND VAGGIE TO NOT BE TOGETHER)

vaggie/any man: -100/10 (sapphic erasure)

angel dust/any woman: 0/10 (the only way he’d be with a woman is if she’s paying him extra to fuck her, the man is gay and you will respect that)

niffty/any woman: 0/10 (respect straight people’s sexualities too, y’all)

healthy angel/valentino: -100000/10 (don’t try to excuse valentino’s behavior)

anything illegal: instablock/10

with that out of the way, time to get to the ships i dislike but won’t block anyone for! all alastor ships noted here are based on qpr potential.

alastor/anyone not listed below: 0/10

husk/niffty: 0/10 (i definitely see them more as family)

alastor/niffty: 0/10 (same deal)

alastor/husk: 1/10 (same deal, but to a lesser extent, plus husk hates alastor)

alastor/vox/velvette/valentino: 1/10 (important note: val is the reason this is 1/10)

lucifer/adam: 2/10 (only if lucifer is going 3 for 3)

niffty/valentino: 2/10 (she doesn’t deserve valentino)

carmilla/velvette: 2/10 (they don’t strike me as the enemies to lovers type)

sir pentious/angel dust: 3/10 (i don’t understand the appeal at all)

rosie/alastor: 3/10 (i see them more as family, but it’s not like i’m entirely unwilling to believe they might be a qpr)

the mid ships!

valentino/velvette: 4/10 (i don’t see these two getting together on their own)

velvette/alastor: 4/10 (they complain about the piss babies together, and maybe hold a podcast, they could easily be friends if it weren’t for the fact that she’s modern and trendy while he’s an old-timey prick)

rosie/mimzy: 5/10 (could maybe be interesting if written right)

mimzy/alastor: 5/10 (they knew each other while alive, and it’s not out of the question that they might have gotten married in life just for tax benefits and so people would shut up about alastor not being married)

vox/velvette: 6/10 (it’s cool, but just not my cup of tea)

abusive angel/valentino: 6/10 (i hate val and that’s the only reason this is so low, if i didn’t hate val so much this would be way higher bc i love angst)

the good!

one-sided alastor/angel: 7/10 (it being one-sided is an important distinction)

one-sided lucifer/alastor: 7/10 (i like my radioapple like this)

qpr lucifer/alastor: 8/10 (charlie’s dads :))

alastor/velvette/vox: 8/10 (removing valentino makes this a qpr i want to see)

lilith/lucifer/eve: 8/10 (lucifer the number one wife thief)

vox/valentino: 8/10 (angst potential)

alastor/vox: 9/10 (enemies to qpr, or alastor accepts the proposal to join vox’s team)

cherri bomb/sir pentious: 9/10 (“REMEMBER MEEEEE!”)

vox/lucifer: 9/10 (they both hate alastor)

yes:

lucifer/lilith: 10/10 (lucifer and the bad bitch he pulled by being autistic)

charlie/vaggie: 11/10 (THE LESBIANS ��️🥰😍💕)

one-sided alastor/vox: 12/10 (vox’s one-sides psychosexual obsession with alastor)

angel dust/husk: yes/10 (in this house, we stan slow burn huskerdust)

if i missed a ship you want me to rate, let me know and i’ll edit the post to add it in!

[mswyrr]

spending time being an anti of a ship is 1000000% more cringe than enjoying a ship because the focus isn't the text of the story or pleasure in it, but bitterness toward other fans for enjoying themselves. it is as Puritan as it gets, "The haunting fear that someone, somewhere, may be happy.” it's just nasty. and then they whine about there being no ship free content for them - i'm sorry, how is it my fault you and other antis don't make anything but trouble? make a gif set about your favorite friendship or family relationship, write some meta, write a fic, nobody is stopping you

[bidisasterevankinard]

weekend wip game

tagged by @hoodie-buck @hippolotamus @pirrusstuff @callmenewbie @thewolvesof1998 @wikiangela @jesuisici33

as I'm late tagging anyone who wants to do it

Rules: List your WIPs below (if you only write one fic at a time, feel free to include future WIPs/ideas!) then answer the following questions. Then, tag as many people as you have WIPs (or more)

it's too many so wips I wrote/brainstormed about recently:

you rule my heart (I am your royal slave) or King Eddie/Lord Buckley

bra fic (or Buck in bra and too into it Eddie)

girl dad Buck and ped Eddie

Vegas fic

street dancer Eddie/firefighter Buck or dance my way to your heart

exes to lovers

florist Buck/tattoo master Eddie

sometimes it takes a baby (or platonic baby making)

after 6s where Eddie is stupid and insecure

enemies to lovers singers

Buck wears skirts

Eddie has a cousin

Buck wooed by a guy

2. Which of your WIPs is currently the longest?

—Vegas wip (11061) and enemies to lovers (11460)

3. Which WIP do you expect will end up the longest?

—prev too(I guess enemies to lovers) or street dancer Eddie

4. Which WIP is your favorite to write/the most enjoyable to write? Why?

—hmm I love all because of the different reasons but royal au, enemies to lovers and street dancer Eddie funny because of the new aus and kind of new possibilities for out boys and exploring them.

5. Which WIP do you find the most intimidating to write? Why?

—hmmm I think it is Buck wears skirts well cause I have some insecurities about it

6. Which WIP do you experience the most self-doubt about. Why?

—Vegas fic cause I need to reedit this fic a lot and it has different narrator changes in the text and too many repetitions of the lines and yeah i need to reread it even

7. Which of your WIPs will you seek out a beta/sensitivity reader for? Why?

—IDK

8. Have any of your WIPs been struck by the curse of writer's block?

—All the wips I abonded or ideas i never started (they love in my files)

9. Which WIP has your favorite OC? Tell us about them?

—i don't have a lot OC but my favs are Danny from wooing Buck. cause he's sweet and really likes Buck and wants to treat him right hoe Buck deserves. And Alex Diaz aka Eddie's little menace cousin. I love him cause he's funny and smart and knows what to do to make his stupid cousin admit his feelings

10. Which WIP is the sexiest?

—hmm probably royal au or bra fic. But I have some ideas which are probably will win

11. Which WIP is the angstiest?

—Buck sold his life 1000000%%%%%

12. Which WIP has the best characterization (in your humble opinion)?

—hmmmmmm Vegas or exes to lovers. or after 6s

13. Which WIP has the best scene setting (in your humble opinion)?

—probably royal or vegas

14. Which WIP have you worked the hardest on?

—all ? But Enemies to lovers wins because of the work with editing and with music

15. Which WIP do you have the highest expectations for? Why?

—Enemies to lovers cause it's going to be biggest work I will publish. With the most amount of work done and cause it's an au

16. Do you dream about any of your WIPs?

—day dram yes. really dreaming not really.

17. Do any of your WIPs have particular complexities that that your other fics don't?

—two fics i have are dark. especially one of them. and it contains psychological disease

18. Which WIP is the funniest or has the most humor?

—hmmm Vegas i guess

19. Do any of your WIPs contain outside POVs or a deep dive on a character other than the main ship? How are you finding that process?

—not now

20. Tell us one thing we don't know about one or more of your WIPs

—I have some secret kinky fics and dark fics

[nectardaddy]

HELLO DODGER I LOVE UR NEW THEME <3333 HAPPY SELF SHIP FRIDAY I AM HUMBLY ASKING: PRE-RELATIONSHIP #7, GENERAL #14, AND LOVE #2 SORRY FOR YELLINH

self ship asks !

HELLO EGGY ILY !!! <333

How do their friends and family feel about them as a couple?

ngl I didn't give af about what my parents thought of him BUT I DID CARE WHAT MY BROTHERS THOUGHT!! I have 3 older brothers (this explains a lot I think) and they absolutely grilled suga the first time they met him. there is no doubt in my mind that at least one of my brothers threatened him with violence and tried to scare him off. it didn't work thank god and my brothers actually like him because he treats me well! I see one of brothers actually hanging out with him genuinely and telling me constantly "he likes hanging out with me more than you fuck off" in typical brotherly fashion now I know suga has a little brother. and that little brother roasts the absolute shit out of me any time I see him. it's brutal. his brother only started to like me when I started to roast him back. that is our dynamic. ask anyone else and it seems like we hate each other. I see his brother being more scrappy than suga so we are 1000000% going in guns blazing ready to fight if suga has an issue and he definitely appreciates that about me

What are some songs that apply to their relationship, in-universe or otherwise?

oh eggy..... eggy I have so many.... first time, hozier everywhere everything, noah kahan meteor shower, cavetown lemon boy, cavetown we are very very cavetown to me oh my god like devil town, this is home..... oooooooh yeah any song that even remotely feels like someone helping someone out of darkness or being someone's anchor- yeah y e a h

What are their primary love languages?

molly asked this one here amidst my dissertation of an answer!

[antiradqueer]

Bro, people say they don't want to meet radqueers in real life

But what about my friend who is proship? We don't talk about ships, but I've seen her talk about every strange thing about some proships...

I'm not proship, but you can somehow find people like that in real life.

absolutely they exist irl, but I would without hesitation cut off people for being radqueer. (with proship it's a case-to-case thing because that term is even MORE broad than radqueer and can essentially mean 1000000 different things, but it would still be... concerning)

[seven-stars-in-his-palm]

hey y'all its been seven hours im not done with the writing lets talk a good omens x ofmd crossover becquse im fucking AMAZING

aziraphale: passenger/medic on a british naval ship. at the beginning of ofmd, he'll be on the Twin's ahip, i forgot what his name was but he's a twib ANYWAYS. aziraphale's the resident Guy, the person you go to for things like advice or medicine and shit. he's kept about because he's useful, and even the other soldiers think he's too polite. but he keeps thr ships blessed, so its okay. his current assignment is to keep the navy in check and make sure they get to heaven, which isssss WOW harder than he expected. he's hanging by a thread. when he becomes part of crew, he starts being the soundboard. like stede but better /hj. he takes turns with telling everyone stories, helps improve the food supply, ACTUALLY KNOWS HUMAN MEDICAL PRATICES, likes watching the relationships aboard foster, looks for new books on raids, etc. just being a Good Vibe. they dont know he's magical, but i feel like frenchie and buttons (or the swede, i always mix those two up, its the one who turned into a bird) would be Onto Him, because they're the most magically paranoid/proficient. he's very like stede, but somehow a more tolerable aura. the crew is wary, especially cause he's british, but they'll be fine.

how aziraphale gets into the story: at the veryyyyy beginning. its during the forced tea party of s1 ep1, as he happened to tag along on the little dingey with the Twin and his men. he REALLY likes the revenge from first glance, and has a good feeling about the group of pirates they've landed upon. but things go awry! the Twin is stabbed thru the eye! but when stede proclaims he did it, aziraphale is ONTO him. the existencial crisis and trama exhude from him. he decides to see this through--and becomes one of the Revenge's hostages semi-willingly. but stede also likes aziraphale--even if he's british--and decides to be chill with him though he' still "texhnixally" a hostage. they bond verrryyyyy quickly, and soon (by like the end of episode 2, when the other hostage is tsken by izzy and the rest) is assimilated into the Revenge's crew. this is good, because heaven can tell that there's gonna be such a juicy moral dilemna with stede hehehe. lets get this bitch to stay good okay?? yeah. yeah this is gonna be fine....

crowley: like with most of these crossovers, crowley happened across blackbeard's crew. he was dayum, they get around and im bored af, lets do this. kinda like with stede (but not strong enough to satiate it) ed thinks he's a breath of fresh air and therefore keeps him around even if he's never seen crowley Kill anyone (they always make miraculous escapes). no one knows he’s a demon but he 100% has that record in pirate community. calling him the devil and the tempter and how he has a silver fucking tongue and shit like that, it follows him EVERYWHERE. not much more about him other than the basics like personality, except it 1000000% has long hair, wears black like the rest of them, and is oddly british. he's not army tho, so its okay. rebel 🙌

WAIT EDIR: maybe crowley can hear on the republic that Izzy’s looking for those naval men and THEN join Blackbeard’s crew. Like solely just to get aziraphale back. hmmm…..

how crowley enters the story: crowley hears about aziraphale's interception when blackbeard and da crew learn about the Revenge ravaging the navel ship. "damn it, i gotta go save my angel." he REALLYYYYYY wants aziraphale back and gets pretty antsy about it because he had no idea what he was ngl, turns out he was on the FUCKING SEA the whole time. (he also hates that he joined the british army but whateva, he dont know it wasnt voluntary.) they meet on the republic of pirates when stede's almost hung and shit, crowley is in Rampage Mode, aziraphale is in Pissed Mode because they're attacking their Fucking Ship, stede is Dying, ed is Doing His Thing and such. thinking about making aziraphale and blackbeard fight and aziraphale wiping the floor with him or smth. aziraphsle would also be the only one to notice stede and cut him down early and protect him during all the chaos, which would probablyyyyyyy get blackbeard on his ass and probably try and kill him which would not work out with ANYONE, anddddd you know. first impressions change shit. the point stands: ed is on, romance is a foot, and aziraphale and crowley are on the same ship. wahoo! and now that ed's on the path to become softer, hell's like AYO KEEP HIM ON HELL'S SIDE and now crowley's got an excuse to stay. i mean, he and aziraphale Could employ the Arrangement, but they were technially different assignments, and this crew looks like they're having the funnest fuckig fun and they feel so genuine. might as well stay...like they say--keep your friends close, but your enemies closer. and by that it means living on the same ship. also it deadass looks like they need miracles to keep together or they'll fucking sink. lol

and the reason why this is important is because that season 2 ends up HELLA different, and season 1's adventures alter a tad, with both crowley/ed's infamy and aziraphale's encouragement for stede to become a real pirate and Miracle Employing. so yay crossover achieved! I THOUGHT A LOT ABOUT THIS CROSSOVER ALRIGHT, SO MANY OTHERS HAVE TOO BUT FUCK

also btw here’s some canon divergences I can already imagine:

- aziraphale and crowley being present during the ‘you wear fine things well’ episode (can’t remember what happens Exactly, but I do know). aziraphale with ed and stede while crowley is helping frenchie and olu with their pyramid scheme. they both contribute wahoo!

- lucius is the ship marriage counselor and he’s onto these guys. he’s watching. Waiting. Advising

- when the whole act of grace shit happens, Aziraphale’s like FUCK IT and before ed can proclaim it he just snaps all of the enemies to sleep. he’s sheepish about it. everyone freaks the fuuccckkkkkkkk out even tho he saved them and shit Happens. it probably results in someone clubbing him over the head in panic and then Everyone Else Panics More. I can see it in my mind. this changes a lot of things canon on. ough

- munity is either much more prevalent or tampered down a lot. no in between. either mutinies left and right or they’re content. hm

okay that’s really it. Back To Writing Hell

[heavensentofficial]

INFO

This is an RP blog for the DOL AU of my OC Lettie/Lettice the Heavensent! Run by @degrees-of-fuck the thing the myth the absentee.

Major canon character relationship under cut for useful info just in case, but any and all interactions are welcome!Not necessary reading, but it's here and might inspire some interactions idk

Content warnings for more mentions of bloodshed n violence than is in game, references to and implications of religious abuse and most likely a whole lot of stalking.

Basic concept since she's less of a traditional PC and self explanatory than my other guys: OC that I ported over to DoL that ended up being a magic sheep thing that got thrown at the temple as a baby for Magic Baby Malevolence crimes. Magic Powers + Divine Connotation = Become a local "divine" being and have to deal with that public image and not slipping and letting anyone think you might actually be a demon instead. Also = being a sacrificial lamb/bloodbag on the down low, but she doesn't tend to post about that outside of hinting. She's also very sickly on account of Psychic Side Effects, Just Being Chronically Ill and the constant bloodletting.

JORDAN: Jordan is one of the few people at the temple that Lettie actually uhhhhh... Likes. They are probably terminally unaware of The Horrors, after all. She admires their charisma and the effect they have on others - and probably saw a lot of them growing up. As a rule, she's hiding 1000000 things from them at any given moment, generally for reasons for Not Rocking The Boat.

HARPER: Lettie is a Sickly Thing and a Cute Little Doll that needs her doctor to take care of her <:) It's just a shame the temple refuses to let Harper Keep her... (I think of my OCs, she's the one Harper would be fixated on, though frustrated by her inaccessibility relative to less... Known people.) As for her own side, Lettie despises them. Just... Very quietly. She acts sweet and compliant with them as with anyone else, occasionally looking for opportunities to mess with them. Gaslighter Combat.

KYLAR: Another member of the Lettie Fixator Club. another falls victim to her horrendous aura of Obsession Magnetism... Lettie is nice to Kylar consistently (After all, in her case, showing kindness to people others don't won't effect her specific reputation poorly) - but is always very careful not to let them get uh... Too close. (Because that WOULD.) Kylar feels like the only one that actually Knows her, but I think what they have in their head is just another false image of her. Her big eyes and tiny stature make her look just like one of their figurines and maybe, they hope, she can use her powers to help their parents.

SYDNEY: I think it's COMPLICATED for Lettie. Sydney's existence makes her paranoid, since if a human did appear to out-purity her, that feels like a risk of being re-categorized as a demon in her head. Corrupt Sydney, she'd find much easier to get along with - but I'm not sure yet how I specifically picture it. Despite this, I think the two would know each other relatively well, even if mostly through their shared connection to Jordan. But yeah. Lettie mostly avoids Sydney unless she has a Reason to approach. Sometimes does make a bit of an effort to keep them from having an aneurysm and dying/generally reaches out to them for appearance's sake lol.

IVORY WRAITH: oughghghgh the wraith... I really need to think of this more, but I think of my guys, Lettie would be the most likely to get possessed by it on a regular basis. Plus. Their shared religious Sacrifice type trauma... For MANY reasons, I think the wraith is the only DoL character Lettie would actually be into lmao. I ship it.

GWYLAN: I think they know and like each other : ) Lettie sneaks off into the woods sometimes to forage and I think they vibe with each other now and then. Plus, Gwylan has a way of coming quick when she gets mauled by wolves. Which is uh. A lot. (damned lamb...)

[curiouschaosstarlight]

(*Quick clarification, 'cause I feel like I should say this right away, I don't mind people not liking or even being really uncomfortable with certain characters, especially villains that have canonically done some really horrible stuff, even if I happen to really love the character in question! It's all in the Handling of the topic, and someone that's like "oh they're just not my cup of tea" or just don't want to talk about the character at all 1000000% has my respect and appreciation <3)

-claps-

So.

On the topic of demonizing characters that have violent or angry responses to their trauma

The thing about it that really gets my goat is the fact that I as a person have had anger problems ever since I can remember. I've had a pretty bad mix of anxiety and anger problems due to being traumatized, and have had to work really, really hard to get my knee-jerk temper under control, and really nothing fucks you up like thinking you're "fixed" but the reality winds up being you just were in a state of "nothing too stressful's happened lately" and then when things start getting incredibly stressful again, you realize you still have more work to do and you have to watch yourself way more than you thought.

I'm still not "fixed", and, after talking extensively with a therapist, I'm kind of just going to have to be okay with that; still trying to do right by the people I care about and not be an asshole about things, but I'm just going to have to live with the fact that in response to high anxiety and high stress, I become an angry person, and I'm not always going to be able to remember to take a step back from a situation when I feel myself getting heated (my success rate in this is going up at least)

So It Really.

Really.

Bothers Me.

When fandom tries to claim that a character isn't traumatized, or isn't traumatized enough, because their response to that trauma is to be violent and angry and malicious. And when they try to claim that because a character reacted this way, they're just evil and irredeemable and have no further depth to them, and any attempt to add depth (even canonical depth) to them is "wrong (and a sign the person doing it is an Abuser/Terrible Person irl)" or is "woobifying them".

And yeah. Part of what bothers me is that I tend to fall very hard for villain/antagonist characters that handle trauma badly, or otherwise have signs that they probably have some trauma they haven't exactly worked through, especially when that villain character gets to have a redemption arc. (And I do NOT mean that as "they cast away everything they were before and completely denounce and despise who they used to be and go through the whole repent and penance number". Give me more villain characters who are TRYING, who are STRUGGLING, who have conflicted feelings, who aren't an entirely new person and shouldn't be left to just wallow in self-hatred over it because!! no one!! deserves!! to wallow in self-hatred!! I want redemption arcs in the form of "person who did wrong is doing their best to be a better person" and NOT "character needs to suffer and be heartbroken and sad and unable to move on forever", I hate when I see people writing the latter shit, Idc what the character canonically did, no one who's genuinely trying deserves to be perpetually miserable and it is Highkey Concerning to see that attitude happen again and again) Plus, I LOVE media and character analysis, it is MY JAM, and.

Yeah.

I've got a lot of feelings that go into this kinda stuff. It's why when I see "no nuance!! just evil!!!"-type takes, that shit really boils my blood.

And is also why I don't actively participate in fandom anymore.

Like, yeah, I make some posts here and there. And I'd love to interact more with like-minded people -- I really love talking to others about characters and media and ships and all that good stuff!!

But I don't go searching for fandom stuff unless it's some art in a completely different language. After my last two fandoms went absolutely horrifically for me in two different ways, I think my trust in modern fandoms is just gone, and I don't think it's coming back.

There's only so many times a person can be told they're inherently evil (indirectly) or badwrong and stupid (directly) for a simple fucking opinion over goddamn fiction of all things.

[samspenandsword]

hi sam!! congratulations on 300 well-earned followers my dear. thank you for always being such a kind, talented, and fun ray of light in this fandom 🫶🏻 i love your idea for the celebration, so if it’s alright i’d like to submit mine to ya!

first off my name is lauren, i’m 21 years old, and my pronouns are she/they. i’m bi so i’m totally fine being paired with a man or woman for the ship prompt! my favorite star wars planet is bespin, there is just something about those sunsets and clouds that GET ME lol. i think for aesthetic mine is kind of all over the place but i always go back to the good ol 70s groupie/vintage baddie aesthetic lmao. i’m 5’7 and definitely a big bitch haha. i have a full sleeve of flower tattoos and a couple others scattered around, my hair is long and brown and my eyes are green:) as for music i listen to literally everything. my playlist goes anywhere from foo fighters > fleetwood mac > iron maiden > nwa > carole king > sturgill simpson > sza haha so trust me when i say everything. my favorite food is anything asian and mexican! i love to shop, listen to music, go antiquing, play video games, read, write, and watch movies/tv shows. my favorite season is definitely spring, i can’t get enough of everything coming back alive after the cold winters! and to top it all off, i am a coffee girlie till i die <3 as for prompts, can i get a ship and family? for the third one, i’m gonna ask for the dealer’s choice if that’s alright 🥰 but if you only wanna do the two i completely understand 💕 thanks for letting me submit this and congratulations again on your milestone, i am excited to see you grow your blog even more! 💛

LAUREN!! It's always so nice to see you on my dash! I really hope you're doing well! So without further ado, let's get into it!

Sam's Pen and Sword 300 Follower Celebration (Closed)

Lauren's Follower Celebration Request

Ship request 👄

For you, my mind instantly went to one of my all-time favorite SW characters, Hera Syndulla. I can 1000000% picture Hera blasting (space) Foo Fighters and Fleetwood Mac in the cockpit of the Ghost while flying through the skies. She hasn't been home in a while, but she still loves to reminisce about the spring season on Ryloth, and would one day love to take you there. Or perhaps on a sunset flight through the clouds of Bespin. There's nothing that Hera loves more than flying and being in the skies with her loved ones around her.

You weren't sure how long you'd simply been idling in the sky, watching the clouds change color as the sun set on the horizon. And if someone asked you to describe the sunset on Bespin, you weren't sure you'd even have the words to describe the myriad of colors and beauty it held. They'd simply have to see if for themselves. The quiet ambience of the cockpit was broken by the beeping of your girlfriend's murderbot. It sounded like whining. If that were even possible. But you knew Chopper loved whining almost as much as he loved violence. "What did I tell you?" came the voice of your girlfriend. Hera popped out, her brows crunched with frustration. "Did you finish the repairs?" There was some indignant beeping and wobbling. Hera did not look impressed. "Uh-uh. Get to it." Chopper rolled away with no small amount of grumbling. And Hera sank into the pilot's chair with a groan. You simply couldn't help your laugh, leaning over to kiss her cheek. Hera's lip twitched up. "Kids these days, huh?" you joked. "Ergh, why is he so frustrating?" You knew Hera loved that droid more than just about anything, but she was right, he could be frustrating. "Hera, relax." You stood, coming to stand behind her, lightly massaging her shoulders through her ever-present flight suit. Hera's head drooped back, and she looked at you with grateful green eyes. "Thank you." You smiled and kissed her forehead. Hera looked forward again, a relaxed smile playing on her lips, and you wrapped your arms around her shoulders. She reached up, lightly tracing the floral tattoos on your arm, having memorized them long ago. And the two of you simply watched the sunset, a moment of respite amongst the chaos around you.

Found family request ❤️

I took a while to think on this one, because I wanted to get it right. But as soon as it hit me, a whole world of stuff popped into my head. So I envisioned you as a tattoo artist on Coruscant who suddenly saw an influx of clone troopers at the beginning of the war. When the Jedi encouraged them to give themselves nicknames, personalized armor, fun hairstyles, all that jazz, many of them branched out to get tattoos as well. I headcanon that Fives and Echo came in not long after "Rookies," Fives wanting to get something to remember his batchers by. Echo came by for moral support, not really being one for tattoos. But over the years, Fives started coming in with other brothers, always regaling you with stories of their latest missions and lots of bad jokes. So over time, I see Fives coming to see you as not only a friend, but the closest thing he's ever had to a sister. You become someone he can vent to when a mission has been particularly trying. Someone who always has snacks on hand. Someone who can give him shit but ultimately hugs him and tells him to be safe.

"Please tell me you're kidding." Fives' smile did not falter. And you had to suddenly pause in your work, the tattoo gun turning off and being set aside. "Nope." He popped the "p." "You should've seen in," Jesse said, relaxing a bit into the chair. He was lying on his side, blue ink glistening on his skin a bit in half-completed geometric patterns. Hardcase. You thought briefly of the more hyperactive clone. He'd always been fun. You'd miss him. But that wasn't the point right now. Right now, Fives was telling you all about the latest shenanigans of his general, who you could swear did not possess an ounce of impulse-control. "He had to know that jumping onto the back of an angry acklay was a bad idea." Apparently General Skywalker had a new scar or two to commemorate his latest victory. Fives and Jesse gave similar grins and shrugs. "It's General Skywalker," Jesse explained away. "Never know what he's going to do next." You shook your head, amazed how he was still alive, and turned back to Jesse's ribs. About twenty minutes later, Fives had not run out of things to tell you, but you'd finished working on Jesse. You lightly bandanged the new tattoo, going through the aftercare with Jesse. "Leave the bandage on for 1-3 hours, then wash with warm water and antibacterial soap. Pat dry and apply bacta cream. Do you need more?" "Nah, I've got some." "Good." You turned to Fives. "Do you need a touch up?" You weren't talking about the little number 5 on his forehead. Rather, the large hand print on his chest. "No, it's holding up. You do good work." You smiled at the compliment. You snapped off your gloves and got up from your chair, hugging Fives. "Be careful out there, okay?" You weren't sure the next time you were going to see him. Could be weeks. Could be months. Could be never again. "You know me," Fives chuckled hugging you warmly. "That's why I'm saying it." Fives laughed again. He kissed you on the cheek before stepping back, joining Jesse. "See ya, vod'ika." Your chest bloomed with warmth at the term. And you smiled as the pair left the shop. You really hoped you'd get to see them both again.

Bestie request 😎

So for the dealer's choice, I went for a SW bestie. And for you, I chose the one and only Leia Organa. Honestly I could see the two of you palling around, complaining about homework and school in your favorite coffee shop. You two are regulars. The baristas know your names and orders by heart and can even tell when you're going to switch your order to a double concentrated cold brew or an iced vanilla latte by the way you two walk in to the place.

Leia had never quite grown out of the desire to run from the palace, even as a teenager. Long gone were the days where she snuck out to the woods with Lola, but she still found a relieving freedom in the days where you two walked from campus to the coffee shop you frequented to work on your respective piles of homework. Or more accurately, complain about your respective piles of homework. Because honestly, what were the instructors thinking, assigning 200 pages of reading, two research papers, and a group presentation just before you were due to go on break? You scowled over at your bag, where your pad and materials were packed away, ready to be worked on. You did not want to. Leia's parents had been gracious when their daughter had requested the opportunity to attend regular school. For a chance to live outside the palace, with more than just her tutors and diplomats for company. Leia excelled at school. When she wanted to. Your best friend's gaze was narrowed on her own pile of things, eyeing them like they were that cousin of hers she didn't like. Your lips twitched at the sight of it. "I could just order them to give me a passing grade," Leia was saying. You snorted. Leia would never actually abuse her position and status like that, but it was an amusing thought. "I'm not sure Nevsan would go for that." Leia rolled her eyes at the mention of your Economic Policy instructor. As ancient as he was stuffy, Nevsan was the type of instructor to brag at the beginning of each term that his class was the hardest you'd ever take. And the most important. It was neither, but his outdated lessons and archaic methods made the class frustrating. Even if Leia weren't a princess, with a position that required her to learn galactic economic policy, she would've had to take the class, as it was required for all students. Ugh. "Come on, we should get to work." But even as you said it, it was with a whine in your tone, and all you wanted to do was sink into the armchair beneath you and savor the delicious coffee in your hands. "Counter offer: we do shit." "I see your point." "Of course you do. Because I'm right, you're wrong, so shut up." You laughed.

[userlaylivia]

Hi!! I already know you prefer Delena to Stelena, but I would love to know whether you prefer Steroline or Klaroline - and why :) And am I right in thinking that you also like Steferine? I'd love to hear more about that too!

ohhhh my god I 1000000% prefer steroline over klaroline, I prefer every ship over klaroline their my #1 notp ever lol and I'll try to condense why to a few things, so this isn't too long. first, steroline had actual development and buildup and their friendship was so beautiful! other than the stuff in s6 with no humanity they were pretty healthy tbh! secondly, klaus seemed more obsessed with caroline not in love with her! their entire relationship was manipulation and it was very toxic and abusive as he's tried to kill her and her friends numerous times! third, I'm a klayley shipper and klamille they at least had development! klaroline we're fanservice plain and simple! sorry if you ship them btw these are just my opinions lol

and yes I shipped steferine! I just loved how stefan was totally different with her and their relationship was just so interesting and yes toxic and unhealthy but I think that was partly why it was so interesting and their nothing like stelena (or klaroline even though both are abusive but kc moreso imo!)

thanks for the ask lovely!! I hope I didn't offend you if you ship klaroline it's jmo though?

[gourmetweeddogs]

I got some ships because I've seen you ranking them for others. You don't have to do these if you don't want, a lot of them are kinda crackships

Robby x Allan

Chuck x Taylor

Cooper x James

Whippa x Scooter

Mousse x Treble

Prudence x Peggy

Hacky Zak x Ember

Utah x Gremmie

can i just say first THAT I LOVE YOUR USERNAME

also, I will rank these (and add a little headcanon) bc the only people I leave hanging are (13 year old roblox players) my parole officers

10/10- i won't lie 3 months ago if you asked me this i'd be like who? but now after seeing so many fanfics/fanart/hc I'm like YES. They would be so good together, and I can see allan yanking robby's bandana off his head when he's pissed at him lmfao

7/10- This one's ok, but my man taylor is already taken in my book, HOWEVER, considering the fact that they're roommates and that chuck rlly likes fruity things, I wouldn't mind if they were together, especially if it meant that taylor got to kick chuck's ass in Mario party whenever he wanted

10000/10- Yes. Just yes. I never understood the hype over cooper when I was younger but now I'm like YES bc he's such a cutie, and james would be such a good boyfriend bc he's just a great person in general yk?

5/10- mehhhh I don't see them being each other's type, but it would be really cool if whippa secretly knew how to skateboard and scooter gave her night lessons or smth..

8/10- this one would be really cute, and plus I hc that mousse/whippa would spoil the shit out of their partners over yk taking them out on dates so treble would have all this stuff but would be the one to cuddle their man at night..

1000000/10 OOOH YESs!1 THEY WOULD BE SO FUCKING ADORABLE! Prudence would take peggy shopping all the time and peggy would call her names like "darlin'" or "sugar pie" OMG

10/10- like olivia, ember works with anyone bc she's just a legend, but her and hacky zak? hell yes (and if you've seen the r34?)

7/10- this one is cute, but I see them more as besties rather than a couple (and I can totally see nevada not approving of gremmie) and would go surfing all the time with chuck and the gang yk?

thanks again for sending me these, i really like ranking and making hc's for them (plus you guys have really good ones)

i'm also considering doing separate hc canons for specific characters? idk....

anyways i gotta make sure my cats are fed (metaphorically) so

sucking at more than my schoolwork.

-YourLocalHimbo

P.S.: also, if you wanna do me a favor, go check out my bestie @earthdragon360. she doesn't have much rn, but i'd really appreciate if you support her, she's the one who got me into the flipverse, and she's a really great hooman in general <3