#never experienced things that I HAVE DEFO EXPERIENCED.

[dilfsuzanneyk]

ok now some people are just being straight up mean on the weird al poll 😭😭

[melinoelliones]

Meliodas - NSFW ALPHABET

Imma probably do this with a few of the SDS’s characters but imma start with my man <3 If you have any requests drop them in my inbox or comment!! 

Our opinions may be different so don’t jump me LMAO! There are x Fem Reader and X GN Reader

This has been queued for Saturday the 3rd of June n I’ve never done this queue thing before so I pray it works. I am currently super sick from con so bare with me ya’ll.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Meliodas is veryyy touchy feely as we know so he defo wants to be close to you. Probably wraps you up in a blanket and holds you as close to him as physically possible. Wants to make sure you are comfy and feelin okay. Covers you with kisses and tells you how well you did and he’s proud of you. If you’re not too tired he’d defo run you a bath and help bathe you, making sure to be super gentle with you.

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favourite body part on himself is probably his torso and above. He’s got an impressive set of muscles so I can see him showin em off now and then. Probably loves to show you how easily he can move you wink wink

His favourite body part of yours would be chest, ass and thighs. We all know he’s a titty person but I know for a FACT he wouldn’t pass up the opportunity to have his head between your thighs.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

I wanna say he’d love to see it on that pretty face of yours along with in your mouth. Seeing it drip down the sides of your mouth as you attempt to take every drop.

I also think on your breasts, seeing it run down them is a sight he’d never want to forget.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Barely a secret but he loves to fuck you in public, especially in risky places. Like during rush hour at the Boar Hat he slips you into the closet downstairs, or he’ll have you standing behind the bar while he eats you out on his knees, you struggling to take orders as he does it. Defo likes to play with you under the table at the Sins meeting too, 98% sure everyone knows what he’s doing but acts oblivious. 

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

You was his first and vice versa. He defo knows what he’s doing and is always down for experimenting.

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying)

Reverse cowgirl is one of them, he loves to see himself sliding in and out of you along with your ass

Us riding him, he’s a tits guy so having them bounce in his face while you’re taking him all in is like a 2 in one. Bonus points if he gets one in his mouth, he loves to suck on them while you struggle to keep going.

Doggy, especially after a rough day. He wants nothing more than to see how you moan and tear up as he pounds into you with absolutely zero remorse. Seeing how you desperately cry out for him to be rougher with you is a sight to see

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Helloooo its Meliodas we are talking about. It wouldn’t be Meli if he didn’t crack a joke here and there. Loves to make you laugh regardless so if he can while fucking you why wouldn’t he?

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I will die on this hill but I think he keeps himself trimmed pretty good! He ain’t naked or anything but keeps it nice. 

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Depends. Most of the time he’s superrrr intimate, showering you will kisses and sweet talking you. But other times not so much but there is a BALANCE!! He will always show you a sweet side though, even during the roughest of sessions.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He can defo jack off to just the thought of you alone. I don’t wanna say its often as he’s around you 24/7 and would prefer to do it with you/in you than alone, but if he’s super pent up then aye, gotta do what ya gotta do. 

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

THIS IS MY OPINION BUT

Breeding kink for sure. Dude wants nothing more than to breed you, to fill you up to the brim and see you pregnant. The thought of you holding his child is one that sits in his mind constantly.

Dumbification, fucking you till you can’t even form a thought in your mind. The only thing you can do is cry out for more of him. 

Restraints, this is pretty canon anyway but yeah. He loves to be tied up while you get full control to do whatever you please with his body, wether that be for his satisfaction or yours he does not care as long as you’re happy. He also likes to tie you up and watch your body twitch as he plays with you.

Somnophilia, he thinks you look so pretty and innocent while you sleep. On more than one occasion he has defo eaten you out whilst you slept, waking you up with the mother of all orgasms. When he’s come home late from being with the sins he has used your body to help him relieve some stress. ALL 100% CONSENSUAL BETWEEN YOU TWO! 

Uniforms, he loves to fuck you in your Boar Hat uniform. He designed it so of course yours is a tiny bit smaller than the others, along with extra openings for easy access. He has several different versions of the uniform so you get to test them all.

Breast fucking for sureeeee. He loves your tits, so having his cock between them is a dream come true.

Also the thought of being seen turns him on to the MAX! Having people see how good he fucks you and how he makes you feel. 

L = Location (favourite places to do they do)

He loves anywhere in the Boar Hat; over the tables, on the counter, against the door. Eating you out on the tables or counter is his favourite pastime. He also loves the bedroom, your face full of pillow n tears while he rams into you, loves it. 

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You, just you. Anything you do honestly.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

I feel like he’s down for almost anything but doesn’t want anything to do with like knives or blood. 

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He prefers to give than receive but he loves to receive. Would give anything to have you sit on his face after a long day, he’d gladly eat you out while you tell him all about it. You are his favourite meal.

“What’s up, why the long face? Come sit on my face while you tell me”

He likes to receive too but it’s not a necessity, seeing you attempt to make him feel good is a major turn on though. You on your knees, his cock down your throat with tears in your eyes, he adores it. He gives you all the praise as you suck him off. 

“Look at you, you're doing such a good job”, he’d coo as he’d stroke the side of your face whilst deepthroating him.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

All of the above. 

Sometimes he’ll be super rough, demon mark showing and all while he pounds into you to the point where you’re almost drooling. No thoughts in your mind, only his name ringing through. Dirty talk all the way.

Other times he’s super slow and intimate, taking his time so you can enjoy every feeling, every movement. Smothering you in love bites and comments as he pulls in and out of you.

During quickies it's a mix of both.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

HE LIVESSSS FOR A QUICKIE! Especially since the sins are always on the go, they need to be able to do it anywhere and FAST. I wanna say y'all have them several times a week, he’s always up for em. 

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He is the definition of risk taker. The sins are coming back and there's like 5 minutes till they get back? Okay lets fuck right here on this table before they make it. Oh the King is coming downstairs? Let's have a quickie before he gets here. Like he does not CAREEEEEEE! 

He also loves to experiment. Anything you wanna try he will do and if he has an idea he will always bring it up to you.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Demon Kings first born, dude has stamina for days. He could go like 4 rounds without breakin a sweat. You are his weakness though so sometimes he won’t last very long in you, like if you’re begging and whining out for him.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He has toys for you, for when he is gone and can’t bring you. He also loves to edge you with a vibrator then take over. He lets you have free reign when it comes to toys for him, whatever you want him to try he’s open. 

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh he’s a teaser! Sometimes he can be super mean and leave you for a considerable amount of time until you lose your orgasm before going back. But only sometimes, regardless he does love to see you beg for him to let you come or beg for him to touch you and make you feel good.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He isn’t super loud unless like you’re sucking him off, he defo whimpers and whines a little when you do it, a few hisses and curses too.

He loves when you’re super loud though, he wants everyone to know how well he fucks you. He legit does not care who can hear as long as they can hear. Wants to hear you moan out his name through the tavern.

The sins hate it but then they invested in soundproof walls LMAO. 

W = Wild card (a random dirty headcanon for the character)

Okay this one is kinda random and i’m 50/50 on it but he wants to see Ban fuck you. He wants to watch it. Watch how Ban attempts to outdo him but knows he could never as you shoot him a wink or a moan he knows is fake. That or a threesome with you and Ban. He’d take front to see your pretty little face while Ban takes back.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Meli is big, don’t care what anyone says. He is girthy and veiny. Maybe not super long but trust me, the girth alone will have you on cloud 9. Let's say 6/7 inches ish.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Crazy high. Ya’ll are defo fucking almost everyday, wether that be quickies or long sessions, its pretty much everyday. 

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

He will always wait for you to be in a deep sleep before even thinking about passing out. He will hold you close to him on his chest until he hears your soft snores, gives you a kiss on the top of your head and THEN falls asleep. He can’t sleep unless he knows you feel safe and comfortable.

[nordidia]

Do you think CJ and Raph ever talk about their experiences with PTSD/anxiety together or even share advice on coping? Or do you think Raph would rather not? Explain your reasoning in your essay below

(i typed an entire novel and then accidentally closed chrome and it deleted everything let me try doing this again i barely remember what i said ok so. also this is just me blabbering idk guys im not a rise writer im just some opinionated guy online and you can completely disagree with me and i dont say what goes or not ok? ok!)

i dont think raph would go to him with his issues but i think it'd defo get talked about through asking CJ about things and checking up on him etc. and i think CJ would give raph alot of insight and advice on how to deal with anxieties and traumas,, tho alot of their convos would just be one of them saying something vile and the other one going "oh. is that not normal?" and the first one looking at the latter like this

but all in all i think they'd definitely help eachother with dealing with stuff... i think especially raph will assist CJ in just taking the blow on how much there is to unpack... his entire life has been a big traumatic event, i imagine suddenly living a sustained life without having to fight for survival every day would be a lot for him to deal with, especially the confusion and grief over what he has lost (maybe what he has lost feels a bit like pointless grief to him now? which is a trauma in itself) and also grieving what he never had. as we know, grief is also things we shouldve had but never got, and i think all the hamatos would be really helpful in dealing with that.

tho CJ seems to be a bit of a hardass on stuff like this which is incredibly understandable when you've had to fight for everything with zero stability at all anywhere you went. i could see him confiding in raph about it, but not only him if im honest. but there is an undeniable security about raph i think that the characters i the show feel, and i think CJ would seek the stability and consistent reliability that raph provides.

i also like that CJ doesnt seem too scared about calling out people when they do wrong, i can defo see CJ bluntly telling raph that bad coping mechanisms is stupid and makes things worse and worries everyone around. (this is ofc hand in hand with the good ol' HC that raph bottles shit up/avoids talking abt things. personally i think he never shuts up and frequently rants about stuff and lets his family know whenever shit is up but he avoids going too deep so his family thinks he's being fully transparent when actually he's just not voicing the worst shit. this is so real to me no i do not need therapy shut u)

i definitely think raph would confide in CJ about the krang thing. CJ is the one who knows the most about it, i can see raph going to him to just get a bit more information about what was going on, and also a bit of relief hearing that it didnt go as bad as it couldve gone... CJ being experienced with krangification would absolutely soothe worries and make him feel less alone about knowing what he knows and having gone through something thats a step further than his brothers

IS THIS A GOOD ENOUGH ESSAY i have academic anxiety dont grade me please its 4am i have taken melatonin pills im on my last leg help m *ficking dies*

edit: GOODNIGHT LOL

[mmmfanfiction]

Hi!! Ik your probably stressed bc ur really active XD but I hope you drink some water and get some rest. When you find the time to write could I request a flippy/flipqy x reader Christmas head cannons?

Also if your doing the anon thing could I be -🌹 anon ?

Thats super sweet of you, anon! I hope that you’re getting a bunch of water and rest too! Sorry this came in so late, I started writing but didn’t finish. However I did give myself the deadline of Christmas which helped me actually finish this (finishing things on the deadline gang) anyway, I hope you like it!

warnings: mentions of death, literally nothing else just me imagining Fliqpy being like a lethal house cat-

Flippy

🧸I like to think Christmas is like a sense of nostalgia for Flippy.

🧸Like he’s done it his entire life, so it brings him back to his childhood.

🧸Flippy defo decorates, but not in the overboard, as soon as thanksgiving ends, everything’s lit up kind of way.

🧸More of a chill decorator. Doesn’t go all out but theirs definitely decoration.

🧸However if your one of those big decorators he will definitely help out with some things. Also he won’t let you go on the roof unless your experienced. Even then he’s like hovering below you.

🌹”Babe I’m not gonna fall, you don’t have to follow me wherever I go with that pillow.”

🧸”But I don’t want you to get hurt :(“

🧸I feel like he knows how to make REALLY good hot cocoa

🧸Like, tastes like it’s straight from heaven.

🧸He makes amazing cookies too.

🧸Also crochets cute little Christmas sweaters.

🧸Even makes matching ones.

🧸Flip definitely puts lots of thought into gifts.

🧸Like he will ask everyone you know just to gauge the best thing to get for you.

🧸His wrapping looks really good!….. if you don’t look at the bottom-

🧸Is open to trying new traditions. Like if you have a bit more spice added to your Christmas traditions then he’ll try them out too!

🧸Has like really obscure but also really sweet Christmas movies.

🧸Also old ones, like the stop motion Rudolf the reigndeer. 

🧸Just please don’t let him watch nightmare before Christmas, or at least avoid the one scene where the military starts shooting down Jack. That will not be a good time for either of you, especially not poor Flips.:(

🧸All in all, very warm n cuddly being w/ Flippy on Christmas. 

Fliqpy

🔪Now this little shit-

🔪Idk where that was going I just wanted to call Fliqpy a little shit.

🔪Anyways he’s not used to Christmas.

🔪Would 100% use the lights to strangle someone-

🔪Though he’s really good to have around if you wanna chop your own tree.

🔪The first Christmas he spends with you I don’t imagine him really getting you anything, and also getting flustered when you give him a gift.

🔪Afterwords he starts putting a bit more effort into this whole Christmas thing.

🔪Either a really shitty gift giver or a really great gift giver. No inbetween 

🔪Will fall asleep during Christmas movies.

🔪Unless maybe it doubles as a horror movie. Like idk Black Christmas or smth(I’ve never watched Black Christmas so don’t quote me on that but I really want to but I don’t want my mum to walk in and be like ‘WTF ARE YOU WATCHING!?’ Anyways back on track)

🔪Flippys not used to the domestic vibe of Christmas

🔪However if you also believe in Krampus he might be a liiittttleee bit more into it(long live Krampus)

🔪I imagine he really likes hot cocoa but won’t admit it.

🔪Also thinks Santa’s a creep

🔪”So, let me get this straight. You celebrate a dude BREAKING INTO YOUR HOUSE??”

🌹”…. He gives us gifts-“

🔪Really good at wrapping things to make them look like something they’re not. Like you think you’re opening a doll but it’s actually a pocket knife :)

[heliads]

Hey again! Got another idea 👀👀 But could I request a Clove Kentwell x past victor reader (won very young) who lives in the capitol? Reader is good friends with Enobaria and Brutus and decides to check in with the tributes/mentors of that years game to see what's up and to give some tips and tricks. Immediately she hit's it off with the other careers other then Clove (who likes her but has no idea how to go about it), they accidently meet on the balcony and start to warm up with each other (R gives Clove a token since she didn't get one). Later on R watches the games with the mentors and not so secretly cheers on Clove (defo get's her sponsor packages). Clove wins and they reunite, with clove making the first move after realizing her feelings during the game. Thank you, and I hope this isn't too long!

'lessons worth learning' - clove kentwell

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The Hunger Games is always your least favorite time to return to the Capitol. As if any of the other opportunities are good, though; you can be trotted around like a prize pony, gawked at as a Mentor, or called up out of the blue to reminisce on the good old days when you won your Games and were lucky enough to have the lovely experience of murdering children who had done no wrong other than the simple misfortune of having their name pulled from a bowl.

The Games are worse, though. You stand on a balcony, knuckles tight like bone around the railing. Below you, two dozen children ripe for the slaughter mill around, testing weapons and receiving instruction from their mentors. You’re here for mentorship duties yourself, having won your Games a couple of years back and thus entitling you to spend the rest of your life watching other tributes attempt to do the same or die trying.

Some would call it a blessing. Sometimes, though, you envy the dead back in your Games. Their lives, although ended early, are theirs, and theirs alone. They won’t have to live forever as a poster child of the Capitol, an example of what District can amount to if they just try. That isn’t to say that you wish you had died in the Games– you are a fighter, always have been, and you’d rather bleed a thousand times than give up– but you do wish that you could have won without having to be a puppet for all the Games afterwards.

All the Victors know the feeling. You ache like a dog on a leash, all of you, having trained all your lives to win the Games if you were Careers or at least dreaded them your entire childhood, but upon doing the one task set before you, every pretense of independence was ripped away. What was once a prize mastiff or foxhound is now a muzzled lapdog, dolled up every season of the Games before being shut up in the Districts once the fun is over.

The first year of your Victorhood, you could hardly handle it. Everything was switched around. The jokes weren’t funny, and what was worth laughing at could cost your head. The food was too much and the clothes were too little. It was like living in a backwards world, one where one false step would bring destruction to you and your family.

Thankfully, you had your other Victors to help you. Enobaria and Brutus, also from your home district of Two, walked you through the gilded trials of a successful Victor, and in turn, you mentor the next sets of tributes to be sent your way. You won your Games young, surprisingly young, so Brutus and Enobaria tend to be the ones selected for primary Mentorship. 

Turns out most tributes prefer to be taught by actual adults, thinking them more experienced and a better shot at their own survival. That’s fine by you, by all accounts; the more time out of the limelight, the better. You’re still required to show up to the Capitol, being the youngest Victor in quite a while means you’ll never fully be released from the Capitol’s fascination, but you can be a quiet darling in the shadows any time you like. If there’s one thing the years have taught you, it’s that it is far, far better to be the dusty doll left behind in the toy chest than the one out on display.

This time around, however, Brutus and Enobaria called you up to give the tributes some advice. District Two hasn’t won a round of the Games since– well, since you, and that was more than a couple of years ago. Since you’re the most recent Two victor, you’ll have valuable insights to provide. Supposedly.

Thus, you find yourself leaning against this balcony, watching the tributes prepare themselves to die. There’s a good amount of competition amongst the Reaped ones this year, it’ll be a tough fight. You don’t envy anyone down there for the task they’ll have to face. Both the tributes from One look formidable, plus a good crop of others from a smattering of districts. Of course, your fellow tributes from Two look strong too, but maybe that’s just wishful thinking.

Then again, the girl from Two this year, a certain Clove Kentwell, does seem to be impressing everyone in her path. She’s about your age, and you probably would have seen her around Two more often were it not for the fact that you’re more fond of suppressing memories in the Victor’s Village than training for the Games you’ll never have to enter again. She seems clever, which is a good thing. Clever girls can get themselves out of deadly loopholes. You can speak to that through past experience.

She’s watching you now, actually. It’s no surprise. Clove has been keeping her eyes on you since the moment she was Reaped. At this point, the quiet weight of her gaze on your shoulders has grown comfortable, more like a woolen cloak than a knife in your back. It’s not a hostile gaze either, this, just painstakingly present. Clove doesn’t mind it if you catch her looking. She’s not the type to glance away first. Good. Anything to keep weakness off her shoulders.

Clove’s fingers tap absentmindedly on her legs, then she seems to make a decision and walks up to talk to you. Your eyes flash to the Peacekeepers stationed at the exits, but they don’t flinch. Still, you have no doubt that they’re watching. It’s fine if the tributes want to talk to the Mentors, but you can’t give them any weapons, nor any advantage at all other than a few good pieces of advice. There’s only so far advice will go anyway, but you might as well offer up what you have. At least then you won’t leave this round of the Games as you do every other:  wondering if what you’d done was enough, and then trying to scrub another set of two young names out of your brain for another year in a row.

Clove reaches the top of the balcony and folds her arms across her chest, eyeing you down like you’re another tribute. It’s a mistake that’s been made before, actually. You’re awfully young for a Mentor, but then again, you were awfully young for a Victor as well.

“So, you’re supposed to be helping me win these things?” She asks daringly.

You nod. “You and your fellow tribute.”

Clove knows this, of course. She’s testing the waters, searching for some kind of reaction. You’re not sure what she wants, but she’ll probably convince herself of it soon enough anyway. Better not to get involved. Better not to get attached. You know how this ends, don’t you? You know better than to enjoy someone’s company if you know they’re going to die.

“You won a few years ago, didn’t you? You were the young one they couldn’t stop talking about?” Clove asks.

You force a smile. It’s as cold and disinterested as you can make it. “That’s me. Although I would have assumed your plan for winning the Games wouldn’t involve rattling off exciting facts about mine.”

“Isn’t it your job to share details about your Games so you can give me a strategy to win mine?” Clove snips at you. She’s fiery. Like you, when you dare to let your spark grow out of the stifling embrace of the Capitol.

“No two Games are the same,” you shoot back. “It’s a better use of your time and mine to consider the current situation instead of mulling over the past. The only things you should think about right now are the present and the immediate future. The next few weeks are your entire life. The past can rot with the rest of the tributes who died because they failed to plan properly.”

Clove whistles. “Charming. Did Brutus and Enobaria bring you here because of your knack for motivational speeches?”

Your grin is bitter. “That, and they knew I wouldn’t coddle you. These are the Hunger Games, Clove. Realism is all you have.”

“Because the Hunger Games are all that will matter in my life?” Clove asks, tone acidic. “Funny, I didn’t think the youngest Victor would have agreed with that.”

“I don’t,” you answer her. “It’s because you’re going to win the Games, and then you’re going to go home, and none of it will have mattered at all.”

Clove pulls a face, disbelieving. “Of course. Winning the Hunger Games won’t mean a single thing in Two. That makes perfect sense.”

“It won’t matter,” you insist, “Sure, it will, for a couple of days. Then you’ll be in Victor’s Village with the rest of District Two’s idols and you’ll blend right in. For months afterwards, you will be flush with victory, knowing you’ve done this spectacular thing, and no one will even care. It’ll be all you can think about, and no one will know. This is the Hunger Games, Clove Kentwell. They matter to you because you’re in them, but once everyone else knows their name won’t be pulled, it’s nothing to them.”

Clove’s eyes have gone quiet. “They’ll have to remember, though. Every year, when they make us do the Victory Tour or go back to the Capitol.”

“Sure, sure,” you say listlessly. “You’ll be one of the Victors. But they’ll forget what year you won, or what you did to deserve it. After a while, they won’t be able to remember if you were the sibling of a Victor, or the lover, or a friend. What do you think happened to me, huh? When you came in here, you didn’t even know my name, and I won just a couple of years ago. Face it, Clove. It all ends after this.”

Clove is silent for a while, and when she speaks again, her voice is quiet and wooden. “So how do I fight that? How do I be someone they’ll remember?”

You chuckle bitterly. “You can’t.”

Clove’s face flashes with irritation. “Then why are you here, huh? I thought Mentors were supposed to help us. Is your job just to depress us and then leave? Whose side are you really on?”

She’s started moving towards you with every word, inching forward threateningly. You don’t back down or move a muscle, and when you’re both eye to eye, barely a few inches apart, close enough to see how her chest rises and falls with the brunt of her anger, you bite out at last, “Yours.”

“I don’t believe you,” Clove hisses back.

You smirk. It’s not a nice thing to see. The Capitol has stripped the warmth from your emotions, leaving only blank ghosts of what were once shiny, vivid expressions. “You don’t have to. Look around you. You are in the Capitol. Look at how everyone here looks at you.”

You put your hand on Clove’s cheekbone, forcing her to turn around. You can see it in her expression as she gets what you’re saying, how her eyes harden even more, how she shifts back away from everyone else and towards you again. This, after all, is what it means to be a tribute. The Capitol citizens eye you like a piece of meat, the other competitors stare you down like a hawk who’s caught onto its prey. There are no friendly faces here, just territorial or greedy or both.

“So you’re the better option,” Clove murmurs.

“That’s one way of putting it,” you admit. “I know how it feels to be out there. Alone, despite your Mentors.”

“And you wanted to make sure I felt that, too?” Clove asks, somewhat bemused.

You shake your head. “I wanted you to feel the opposite.”

Clove considers this, then looks back at you again. The hostility is gone from her eyes, replaced with curiosity. “I think I do,” she says.

“Good,” you tell her. “Now we can work together on how to make you win this.”

After that, Clove is focused, her simmering rage honed to a knifepoint’s sharpness. She finds precise techniques to master and practices them over and over again until she’s sure of herself. Those skills that she’s unfamiliar with, she gains a bare capability. She doesn’t need to be good at everything, just not bad at anything. It’s far harder than it sounds, but Clove is all too willing a pupil.

Enobaria finds you later that night. She’s mulling over a drink, and you’re watching the recordings of the tributes’ daily trainings over again so you can spot any weaknesses or potential allies. “The girl seems to be taking to your lessons,” she notes. Her sharpened teeth flash in the low light of the room.

You keep your eyes on the screen ahead of you. “Clove is a proper Career. She makes our district proud. She’s had a lifetime of lessons, and not just mine.”

“Clove?” Enobaria asks, eyebrow arched as she calls out the first name basis. “Getting along quite nicely, aren’t you?”

You elect not to comment, instead focusing on the image of Clove’s form on the recording as she practices with her knives. Enobaria shakes her head, chuckling softly in a manner not too far removed from a jackal when it sights its prey. “I thought you knew better than to get attached to tributes, Y/N. You know Mentors should never fixate on those that will likely end up dead.”

“Of course,” you answer her. “And when you were mentoring me, you never did anything of the sort, right?”

With that comment, you finally look up at her, grinning slightly. Enobaria barks out a laugh, knowing full well that she’d seen you as a sister while you were training. “Get some rest,” she tells you at last. “Your Clove needs you to be functional.”

Your Clove. You can’t deny that you like the ring of it. Enobaria is right to warn you to keep your emotional guard up, though. Soon enough, the week of training is up, and then the tributes are receiving their last words of advice from their Mentors before being sent to the Arena.

You meet with Clove one final time, relating the last bits of information, though the last thing you say to her isn’t practical guidance but a raw, naked hope that she will survive. She promises you she’ll win. You’ve heard many such promises, but for the first time, you believe it.

Then she’s gone, and you are alone with only the other Mentors and Victors to guide you. There’s not a moment to waste, though. Clove has hardly vanished from your sight before you’re racing back up to the viewing stations, where you fling yourself wholeheartedly into the masterful game of winning over sponsors. If Clove has to be out there, fighting for her life, you’ll make sure she’s doing so with the best weapons, medicine, and food that you can bring her.

It’s a terrible thing, sending a friend to die. Worse still when Clove was the first tribute you let through your walls in a very long time. You spent a while winning her over with your experience as a tribute, but Clove won you over too. You watch her as much as you dare, your brave girl, cheering whenever she survives a tricky situation and engulfed in fear whenever she’s in trouble.

At the end of a couple of the longest weeks of your life, though, Clove emerges victorious, the final cannon blast signaling the end of her trials. You swear that you were more stressed during the showdown of the last two tributes than during your own Games, although surely that would be impossible. Clove is brought back from the Arena and immediately checked into the medical wing to handle several injuries from the final fight.

Once visitors are allowed, though, you’re the first one through that door. Clove is in your arms at once. Her eyes are bright upon seeing you, but there’s a shadow that wasn’t there before. She’s a Victor now. It’s not all grand and glorious celebrations. Once the euphoria of still being alive wears off, Clove will have to walk the longer and harder path, the one that doesn’t let you go after a matter of weeks. The memories of this torment will stick with her forever, and the nightmares don’t ease up just because you get older.

Clove will have you, though. Always. You promise her this now, and have just enough time to see the rush of relief in her expression before you’re separated again. Clove will have to be made over by her team so she can be crowned Victor in front of the Capitol. They’ll make her talk about the kills and the narrow escapes, but then she can leave, and so can you.

You watch her from the audience during the interview, then meet her backstage afterwards. She pulls you into a dark corridor behind the grand mess of stylists and Capitol citizens. There are many annexes and mouse holes in the mansions of the Capitol, small places to be alone if you only know where to look.

“You were stunning,” you tell her honestly.

“It’s over now,” she says dazedly. “Isn’t it?”

“It is,” you confirm. “You’ll go home. You’ll recover. They’ll drag a few more appearances out of you, but it’s over. You won.”

“I don’t know how to handle this part,” she confesses. “I don’t know how to be a Victor. Will you show me?”

“Of course,” you whisper. “You’ll be perfect at it, just like you were in the Games. You earned that crown, Clove. Be happy. As happy as you can.”

Clove’s eyes shine, rivaling the low glow of the Victor’s crown nestled in her dark curls. Out of some impulse, she reaches up and plucks the gold circlet from her temples before placing it on your head instead. Her hand lingers near your face, dropping slowly from your forehead to your cheek, where her fingers remain, soft against your skin. These are the hands that are responsible for twenty-three dead tributes, and your mouth is the one who taught her how to do it. Still, when it is just the two of you in the quiet dark, you would swear that you and Clove have only ever done good things; pure, too, like falling in love with a girl who grew up loving you, like finding someone to guide through death itself and ensuring that she would walk out the other side.

“I remember that from your Games,” she says dazedly. “You looked good with the crown.”

You laugh quietly. “If that’s all you remembered about my Games, I would be happy.”

Clove’s eyes are dark and large. Falling into them is easy, you don’t think you could escape if you tried. What a sweet way to drown. “If this is all I remember about mine, I would be happy, too.”

You take her hands in the dark. “I’ll help you forget if you help me.”

“Together,” Clove says. “Promise it.”

“Together,” you swear. “Always.” There is no such thing as always, not in the Capitol. Not in this hopeless city, not in this starving country. For a moment, though, for two girls away from the prying eyes of the world, it exists as a bond between the two of them, drawing them inexplicably and permanently together. It’s an oath of blood and gold, a crown that soothes and cuts to the core. Nothing is good here, not in Panem, but you will have Clove, and you will have her always.

requested by @beepboopnel-deactivated20240128, i hope you enjoy!

hunger games tag list: @w1shes43, @ilovexavierthrope

all tags list: @wordsarelife

[skrunksthatwunk]

no this is really good thanks FIRST here's a picture of the boy in question

hooray!!!!! :)

ok recap this is a kitten (im putting him at around 10-12 weeks old) named rascal that belongs to someone on my floor and long story short they've had him for a couple of months and they're shitty to him so me and my roommate have been doing little "oh he can stay with us if you want some peace and quiet 🤗🤗🤗" type stuff to like. get him out of there and also maybe?? take him in full-time? shit's complicated but anyway he's very sweet and lovely and a bouncing baby boy and also the only cat I've spent more than a couple hours with (<- dog upbringing; allergic mother) much less a kitten so we're still feeling each other out me and mr rascal

but his owner and her roommate don't have a lot for him like zero cat furniture just a couple toys a litter box and bowls. nothing to scratch on even which is like. bare minimum to keep him comfy. and I mean the bar is so much lower than that but whatever. (maybe that's why y'all think he's an asshole and he just so happens to like us more. because you don't pay attention to him or treat him nice when you do. guh. augh. moving on) my point is his outlets are limited and he has kitten energy

anyway I figured maybe he was just kinda in a playfighting mood bc I know cats (and especially kittens) do that? especially the pouncing and rolling on his back and kicking and mouthing at you thing, like I know my dogs do that.. but now that we're on day two or three of him being here and he's got toys (besides my little cloth skirt tie lol) now I think I can tell better when he's restless vs when ive pet him wrong bc the reaction's different

he can be VERY cuddly, like he's slept curled up on/against me both nights and he's very like. headbutt let me lick the skin off your nose typea guy when he settles down. but I know that fluctuates with cats (as with anyone), so there's gonna be times he doesn't wanna be pet. I guess I just didn't expect there to be times he wanted to sit in my lap and also not have me pet him? I thought it'd be more don't touch me vs it's time for me to put my butt in your face. im cool with the inbetween and it makes sense in hindsight it's just hard to differentiate it from the times he'll bite me whether im touching him or not. like I'll be like ok cool little buddy you wanna just sit in my lap? no worries let's hang <3 and he's like. but what if I just bit you :3 and im like buddy that hurts don't do that and he's like but just a little? and then a lot like a lot a lot? like no I can't my hands bro im an artist I need these and he's like. a nibble :3? with all of my teeth :33? anyway looking into ways to redirect that positively we're working on it etc . also he might just be teething bc the puppies I've spent time around also did that and he's around that age and again his outlets are limited

anyway interactions are getting smoother bc I think im getting what works for him and what he wants better and he's getting chattier which I think is good? in a like meow when you come back from the bathroom way. but yeah captain stinkass you kinda bewilder me. like I'll be doing nothing and he'll try to alligator death roll my foot. what's on your mind brother. but I've learned that sometimes all you need to do is put him on the next lowest flat surface. like go like 2 feet away from me my man. my friend my buddy my angel rascal go to gay baby jail for a minute i only have so much neosporin. also sometimes he'll sit on my keyboard and stare at me and bite at me if I offer him my hand but if I move him to my lap he's like ah :) tranquility. like he needed to coexist but I needed him to not turbodelete my work that's due in 13 minutes and this is a compromise that works like 70% of the time. and also I have to wonder if some of it is because of the shitty company he's in now bc like. maybe that's why he bites me if he wants something instead of meowing. not sure. could be youth could be trauma could be me just not understanding quite yet. probably a combo but we're making progress fast. little man is settling in hooray

anyway he's a great guy and also literally like a baby like an actual child and he just needs a little patience and attention. basic respect. and also something to scratch and bite bc 1. necessary for cats to keep their claws short and comfy and also just a good outlet and 2. damn. owiee.

cat theory/update he'll often get in my lap and then bite me if I try to pet him and I think maybe he just wants to sit there? and not be pet? bc he's purring a lot (though he kinda purrs a lot anyway)

I assumed it was an I wanna play thing but idk

[not-5-rats]

I don't usually like yandere, if I'm honest, but as soon as the Bug Yandere! AU started I pushed that to the side and OBSESSED over this fucking AU sooooo...

here are some letters from Chesters shrine :D

(Some parts are scribbled out so will be replaced with [scribbles])

My Darling,

I know this is probably overstepping every boundary in our [scribbles] friendship and I understand that you may not want to hear what I have to say but there are a few things I must get off my chest

I have been [scribbles] [more scribbles] observing you recently, and I must admit that everything about you has me swooning. You are so dedicated, both to work and your hobbies, you train like nobody I've ever seen before and your craft work is [scribbles] astounding to say the least

The confidence with which you carry yourself, even if you don't fully believe yourself to be as [scribbles] grand as you may present, it stuns me. Thought it pains me so say I must confess I was a bit intimidated by you at first, you just seemed so [scribbles] bold and I struggled bringing myself to talk with you...I am so pleased I got over that. I'm so happy I got to know you

There's so much of you to admire, more than I could ever write on paper. Someday I hope [like paragraphs worth of scribbles] you will allow me to tell you all about these [scribbles] sensational traits of yours, since it's quite clear from my observations that you don't truly see how much of a splendid individual you are

I really do [scribbles] admire you dear, more than you could ever know

- Chester

Sweetheart

How do you do it?

From [scribbles] the observations I have made over the time you've been here I've noticed that your life, before living here with us, was [scribbles] full of hardship. People [many scribbles] never treated you like the angel you are, they harmed you, taught you that you were nothing compared to others but even after all that here you are

You're still here, shining brightly, not only that but you are such a sweet person. You care for others, you are always there, even if somebodies problems are [scribbles] miniscule you are still there to help. It's adorable but at the same time it's [scribbles] insane

How after all that's happened do you still spread nothing but joy and positivity into this cruel world. You know how awful people can be, you've experienced it first hand, yet still after all of that you refuse to let it consume you

You truly are a blessing to this realm, nobody on this earth deserves to know you, even being near you is [scribbles] a mystical gift that nobody could ever earn. I need to [scribbles] watch over you, I can't bear the idea that such an amazing individual would be hurt by a world that they've given so much to. You don't deserve that and I [omg so many scribbles] have to make sure nobody ever has the chance to hurt you ever again

You are such an inspiring person, know that I'm always here, to protect you

I [small scribbles] admire you deeply

- Chester

There are so many more and I will defo psot them at some point ^^

@puffin-smoke @lunaritychuwolf sorry if I'm bothering you guys 🫂

[louferignojr]

12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

16. you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them

honestly one thing that shocked me a lot when i first got into the tumblr fandom was how many people disliked/hated josh. and honestly, i feel like a lot of people dislike him bc of homophobic reasons lol. like why do you find him so damn annoying? give me a valid reason and *maybe* i'll listen lol

yes there are a couple things he did on the show that annoyed me, but none of it makes me hate him. i like him enough. he's funny sometimes, he's a good friend to maddie, and he's pretty damn good at his job (disregarding how he treated may with the whole claudette thing & how he talked to eddie that one time but that was hilarious to me so i give it a pass).

16. you can't understand why so many people like this thing (characterization, trope, headcanon, etc)

hmm. honestly i am trying to figure out how to word it. i'm all for people headcanoning their faves as whatever they want, but that doesn't mean that that headcanon isn't stupid as fuck to me. like sometimes that goes so far that it's almost as if you didn't watch the same show that i did.

before you come for me, i am literally ace/demisexual myself.

i can understand the demisexual eddie headcanon, but ace eddie just does not make much sense to me at all bc he's shown in the show to be somebody who has enjoyed sex and even sought it out (with shannon) and with ana he defo had a sexual relationship with her at one point. i'm not saying that ace people can't have had sex or can't have sex in general, i am just saying that eddie canonically isn't asexual, and the way some people have written him in fanfics just feels so damn sanitised to me, like they make eddie so damn soft that it's almost unbearable, like he's not the same person at all.

and don't even get me started on fics where buck is the victim and everyone else is mean to him and everybody in the 118 are written way out of character and like they maliciously hurt buck or some shit like that. i hate it. so much.

it's gotten to the point where i haven't touched fanfiction in this fandom in months, if not almost a whole year, with, like, maybe one or two exceptions.

i feel like the fanfiction in this fandom is the worst case of fanon i've ever experienced. i feel like a lot of this fandom is obsessed with purity or whatever, like, even a lot of the smut feels genuinely sanitized to me. where's the actual horniness, where's the desire, why are they acting in a way they never would on the show like. why are they either fucking like wild animalistic rabbits or having such tender sex where they're both crying and its like reading a telenovela version of them like.

also where are the actual fandom freaks? oh right most of them don't bother with this fandom bc they'd just be run off by all the prudes. the most kink this fandom can handle is maybe a teeny tiny bit of choking. if you dare write anything even remotely dark or kinky people turn on you so fast lmao

these are just a few examples i can think of but there's more stuff that bothers me lmao.

🔥 choose violence ask game 🔥

[apphiarothowrites]

A second sneak peek

this whole fuckin' fic man, it's kicking my ass so hard. The schedule is defo slipping and I can't even get mad about it because of how hard this whole thing is kicking me.

anyway, here have a sneak peek at the one part of chapter 3 that I'm actually satisfied with

He doesn’t even have to dodge. Sand and strings flying around him, eventually descending to the base of the execution stand, and he doesn’t have to dodge a single move. It wasn’t about him. It was never about him.

None of this was, truly, about him. No one is listening to him-not Pops nor Marco, not Garp, not Luffy. He wonders, as the despondence and isolation of a fight that ignores his existence begins to really settle into his rib cage, if he’s worth listening to. If he was ever worth listening to.

If he was ever worth anything at all. 

There’s nothing you can do. A voice echoes at him, the context missing but the tone warm.

He lifts his head, straining and trying to remember who could have said something so horrible but so happily. The voice is familiar but so distant-everything in his head scrambled as despair eats his hollow chest. The fight, the weakness from the seastone, being cut off from his element-cut off from himself… He can’t fight it, and it’s getting harder and harder to keep trying to fight it.

There’s nothing you can be. It echoes again, contextless and comfortable.

Gods above and below, who could have said that?? What the hell could they have meant? No, he knows what they meant. He could even take a fair guess at why they would have said it. He is nothing-worse than nothing he is cursed. Born to die, born to destroy the lives of others as he dies. He’s worse than nothing-

There’s nothing that you can say- It echoes forward, a faceless memory that makes his heart pound for reasons beyond his understanding. It’s reassuring, somehow, like a valve beginning to turn and release pressure held back. But for what remains of the life of him he can’t remember why that is nor who said it.

Tears build up, liquid fire burning his eyelids and dripping. He can’t figure any of this shit out-just like always, the answers just out of reach and awaiting a more experienced hand to guide him towards them-

That I won’t forgive. “I’m coming Ace!”

Marco.

Of course it’s Marco.

A blue flash rises from below the wall, brilliant and golden and hungry for success-

Garp’s fist, crashing down and sending that beautiful bird to the ground. He can’t see where Marco’s landed, but he can feel the man’s gaze upon him. Something flickers to life in his chest. A warmth in the cold and hopelessness.

Something is trying to build, to grow, to spur action and Ace-

Ace feels…so strange…

He almost feels-

“I…I want…”

The words come almost unbidden.

There’s nothing you can do, nothing you can be, nothing that you can say–

He realizes he lied before. For a moment, he feels the echo of Luffy’s laughter pressed to his back where his little brother has been carried before. For a moment he feels Marco’s arms and wings and strange wailing birdsong inside his chest where he’s buried him before. For a moment the ground shakes under him as Pops tosses his head back to laugh. For a bare brief moment, he feels another hand in his as he goes running and laughing from an irate town guard and Sabo’s laughing with him.

He realizes that he’s lied before-to the world and to himself. 

That I won’t forgive.

He lied to Marco. He lied to Pops. He lied to Luffy and Sabo and and the world and most importantly he lied to himself. He’s been lying to himself, for almost his entire existence. And Marco-Marco was the first to forgive him for it.

His heart feels like it’s bursting in his chest, the truth laid bare before his mind’s eye. He feels so strange, so–

“I want to live!”

Free.

[issie-https]

A-Z Headcanons

Duff Mckagan X Reader Headcanons

A/n: I literally love this man sm! My fav Giraffe(fun fact: they’re my fav animal!). Anyways, enjoy this❤️

Word count: 1020

Warnings: Smut!!!

Masterlist

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A - Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

Absolutely loves aftercare for the both of youse. You rub his back and then he'll run you both a bath. Something like that. You love treating each other after sex.

B - Body Part (their favorite body part of theirs and their partner's)

I feel like he loves his legs, after all, he is like 80% leg. Tall man but we love that because he's an adorable giraffe.

His favourite part of you is your boobs. I feel like he's 100% a boob man idk why. Loves to hold your boobs, massage them, etc.

C - Cum (anything to do with cum)

Honestly, he's not a big fan of getting it everywhere but he'll probs cum on your tits every so often. But overall, just prefers to cum in you.

D - Dirty Secret (a dirty secret of theirs)

Idk if this counts but I feel like this man would be LOUD. Like when you fuck for the first time and he basically shouts, it takes you by surprise. But who's complaining? Not me.

E - Experience (how experienced are they)

He fucks good but I don't feel like he's as experienced as Axl or Slash.

F - Favorite Position (self explanatory)

Either cowgirl or missionary. He would do others but he likes to be close to you and feel you fully. But overall, he prefers to stick to what he knows best.

G - Goofy (are they more silly or serious in the moment)

I don't think he's like serious but he's also not cracking jokes constantly. It's fun and romantic though and we love that.

H - Hair (how well groomed are they)

Honestly, I cannot decide if he trims or shaves, maybe a bit of both depending on what he feels like, yk?

I - Intimacy (how are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

Very romantic. Candles, praising, stroking his thumb on your face, etc.

J - Jack Off (masturbation headcanon)

Okay, imagine this. You come home from work a little earlier than usual and you hear Duff moaning and whimpering so you go to the bedroom, open the door to find Duff jerking off and it is the most sexy and cute thing ever bcos he moaning your name and stuff.

I feel like something like that would happen and from then on, you have some mutual masturbation moments.

K - Kink (one or more of their kinks)

I don't think he'd have too many but he's down for almost anything. Public sex(maybe in the studio?), voyeurism, CNC(consensual non-consent), Dominance and some other stuff. I don't think he's vanilla at all but defo not a mental man.

L - Location (favorite place to do the do)

The sofa(or couch whatever you call it). He loves to have you ride him while looking into his eyes as I said before, he loves to be close to you and hold you tight and what better way than on the sofa!

M - Motivation (what gets them going)

Honestly, anything to do with you. Knowing you'll feel good, knowing you're his and his only. You're his muse.

N - NO (something they won't do, turn offs)

This man is down for anything but if there's something he doesn't particularly enjoy, he'll let you know.

O - Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skills)

Loves it but prefers to just straight up fuck you. Will never turn it down though(you or him receiving, duh).

P - Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual)

Most of the time, he's romantic and at a steady pace(not slow but not speedy). However, in the rare moment when you want him to pound into you, he will leave you unable to walk for the next week.

Q - Quickie (their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex)

A quickie in the bathroom of a party or in the studio? Yes please! He loves the thought that one of the guys could walk in at any moment and catch him balls-deep inside you.

R - Risk (are they game to experiment)

Yeah, whatever makes you happy. He's down to try anything but once again, if he doesn't like it, you probs won't be doing it again.

S - Stamina (how many rounds can they go for)

I'd say 2-3 long rounds(30mins - 1 hour?) and he's getting sleepy. He does prefer one long round where he makes you cum multiple times and ends with him cumming deep inside you. But if you want to go for 3-4 hours one night, he's fine with it.

T - Toy (do they own toys? Do they use them?)

Prefers not to but if it's a special occasion, he'll get the vibrator and other stuff out that one draw and you're in for a long night.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Depends on if you're being a brat. You're prancing around the house in a short and underwear or a super short skirt? Well, he's teasing you a fuck ton.

V - Volume (how loud are they)

As mentioned before, very loud. He loves to let you know how good you're making him feel and if that means using words, he will. But most of the time, it's a lewd moan or whimper.

W - Wild Card (get a random headcanon)

He LOVES when the boys walk-in on youse. So he makes sure to fuck you when he knows they're coming over. At first, you were a little embarrassed but then you found it hot asf.

X - X-Ray (let's see what's going on in those pants)

He's not the kind of tall guy that has a small dick. I feel like he's packing, probs the same as Slash, give or take a cm.

Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive)

He's not horny 24/7 but always down to fuck. Like, if you need him sexually, he can get it up.

Z - ZZZ (how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards)

If it's a longer fuck sesh, he's asleep before you. If it's just a normal night, you fall asleep together, whispering sweet nothings to each other.

[out-of-context-aro-ace]

How would you describe platonic attraction? For reference I am aplatonic.

Thank you for the ask! Had to think a bit about this hehe

Till I did a bit of research about platonic attraction and the aplatonic identity, and thought about it, I wasn't sure if I was aplatonic too or not

For most of my life, I didn't have friends, didn't know how important friends were, and didn't know how to make friends

And of the people around me (read: classmates) they weren't my "type", so I didn't even imagine them as potential best friends

So I didn't really want to be friends with anyone irl in particular (except for 3 people ig but I didn't know how to go about that so we never became friends)

It was only when someone showed some kindness to me or someone else, or showed some interest in my interests, or I just thought they were cool, did I want to be friends with them, but didn't know how. I assumed the opposite gender one was a crush but thinking about romance icked me out so that was confusing

But even that isn't tried and true. Some people are kind but too loud and energetic for me so they don't unlock my platonic attraction. I can call them my friend to get my parents off my back and not make the "friend" feel bad. But I would rather be alone and we'll definitely never get to best friend level

I'd say platonic attraction is when you want to be friends with this one person and "get butterflies in your stomach" thinking about being friends some day

Maybe you like their energy or confidence. Maybe you like reading their fandom analyses. Maybe you love discussing a show with them even though you both have differing opinions, and your discussions are just playful banter of why X is better. Maybe you both joke around like you're fighting but it's over a very ridiculous or fictional thing.

And, because of that,

You want to give them book and show recommendations. You want to share a post or series you think they'd like. You found this perfect post of their fandom and you want to share it with them.

You're planning on what to get them as a birthday gift even though you don't know their birthday yet. You think you find the perfect gift or have the idea for one, but you don't wanna weird them out because you're not at that stage yet.

You can imagine the two of you being best friends, or best friends in that niche (i.e. Diff types of friends: an irl friend, a writeblr friend, an artblr friend, a fandom friend, etc)

I don't think I'm aplatonic anymore.

These are the feelings I have when I find someone I want to be friends with (not always all of them).

Sometimes, I want to be friends but they don't keep the convo going right so it stops right there. The platonic attraction dies out and then I don't mind if I become friends with them or not but I defo won't be able to give them the same amount of energy and effort.

Sometimes, I'll want to be friends with someone, or I'll already be friends with them, and I'll just be really excited to hang out with them. Each message of theirs puts a smile on my face and I can't wait to read it. I think that's platonic attraction.

You don't need to feel this way for everyone or all your friends, you can still be friends without experiencing platonic attraction, and, theoretically, you can not be aplatonic and still go life without finding anyone who you feel platonic attraction towards.

I know my irl platonic attraction is 0, except for those 3 people I mentioned above, but I haven't felt platonic attraction with irl people in years because no one's my type.

I'm using "type" because it's easier. What I mean is most people irl are too social/loud/overstimulating for me, don't share an interest with me, or don't match my energy or lack of it.

You could have your own standards. Or irl might not be the medium for you. Like, messages from my online friends can get overwhelming sometimes, but I can just go offline and/or reply later. I can find someone who shares an interest with me relatively easily, and sometimes they'll share my excitement in their replies and the friendship blossoms. Sometimes they don't and so I just stick to the questions I had for them and only message them when needed.

Theoretically, you could go your whole life without feeling platonic attraction because you just naturally make friends and/or don't have a reason to not be friends with everyone

I assume that if I was aplatonic, I wouldn't feel such strong feelings about being friends with people

TL;DR ig: imo platonic attraction is when just thinking about hanging out and being friends with the other person gets you excited and you actively want to try to be friends with them. But maybe you don't because you're shy or don't know how

[alaskan-wallflower]

im thinking thoughts…have them. stan and kyle as gym bros. i love them sm. (NOT A SHIP just dudes being bros)

it was kyle’s idea during a basketball off season to start going to an actual gym but he wanted an accountability buddy so he convinced stan to join with him. unfortunately stan doesn’t wanna go half the time (he is busy with warhammer 4k) and kyle has to drag him by his feet to the car because god forbid he miss a workout but also god forbid he have to ask some beefhead to spot him

kyle is so judgmental of the other guys in the gym that grunt and slam weights and snort creatine off their biceps, stan is like “just ignore it dude” and kyle is like “🙄oh my god they are so annoying and no one is impressed by them and yayayayaya” u know how he is.. he’s probably told one or two to SHUT UP and it worked cus he used the jersey powers.

they would encourage each other and kyle would never judge stan for anything. they do rip on each other a little for fun though and get into some friendly competition, it’s harmless. stan prefers working his upper body, kyle is all about legs. gotta keep that butt. stan refuses to do cardio because it makes his asthma act up but kyle is a runner. though i think he would prefer running outside rather than a treadmill, so he doesn’t do that at the gym.

kyle takes preworkout for MaXimUm GAInS (he was persuaded by some tiktok) and once stan took some but it made him so anxious he threw up. aw.

its just a thing that they do together and they bond over and it ends up helping stan’s mental health so much and improving kyle’s confidence. kyle unfortunately would get so confident that he would make some really cringe gym tiktoks. (you know that one glow up trend. the “16 missed calls” one. he would fucking do that) and even though stan is all strong now, shelley can still take his ass down with ease

ok thats all i got for now

y’know what? i can see this

used to go to the gym myself during the summer (had a bad habit of skipping out during school because i got busy-i’m old enough to get a membership now though) and i’ve experienced true gym bros. like the ones who come out with their dumb little towels and slam the weights. it’s annoying lol-i get where kyle is coming from

and i can see him dragging stan along. he tried getting the whole group to go but when he asked cartman to spot him he wouldn’t do it, and when he did he let go of the weight. kyle nearly broke his back. maybe even broke a rib from it. cartman didn’t care. kenny was trying but with how much he works he’s usually unable to go. and his work schedule night as well be a workout for him. so it’s just stan and kyle.

stan probably kinda just sits there and watches for the most part. he works his arms and legs but that’s about it. like you said, he can’t go too far because of his asthma. likewise, kyle can’t go too far because of his diabetes, which frustrates him immensely. he tries to push himself when it comes to working out so someone usually has to intervene before he has a diabetic crisis. kyle defo has that sleeper build tho

(side note and a bit off topic but i feel like kyle would technically be overweight, but not with fat. muscle weighs more than fat, and kyle is mostly muscle, therefore i feel like he would classify as overweight but he’s not like chubby or anything. cartman keeps insisting on calling kyle fatass and saying ‘kyle being overweight is karma’ but he doesn’t seem to get that the way kyle is overweight and the way cartman is overweight are vastly different)

anyway. great headcanons, i love love love!!

[olivieraa]

and you know what, I always have to pat myself on the back for two things.

critical thinking and questioning everything.

there are posts on my blog that go back as far as 2014 that were very pro what I happen to be anti now. some I reblogged and said nothing, and some I reblogged and voiced my confusion in the tags. I dont plan on finding them and deleting them bc they're a part of the past.

when you're friends on here with a bunch of people who all had, not even similar mindsets but the exact same mindsets, and you were the only one who thought differently, it was kinda difficult to figure out how to think for yourself. questioning things got me in trouble. I was supposed to think the exact way everyone else did or I was wrong and a bad person.

the pro-porn posts, the pro-prostitution posts, some very specific pro-trans posts, and a lot more, I'd be questioning some of what was said in those posts down in the tags and people either sent me anons or pm's and it was less so about like educating me, and more so "how dare you even question this post". very... hostile.

I was experiencing two different worlds. the online world aka tumblr's brand of feminism, and facebook and youtubes pro-mra bullcrap. and then the real world, with my real friends, who were just... normal. and coming on here was like... going to work. in a job I hated. wondering what I'll be "taught" today. what's the right way to think.

but throughout 2016 I was liking a lot of posts that just made sense. common sense. like normal humans were actually writing these posts. but I never reblogged them.

by the end of 2016 and start of 2017 I'd had enough. and I finally started reblogging them. not even in bulk, just here and there. and exactly what I thought would happen, happened. the sensitive Americans go bye-bye.

it was eye opening bc it justified so many things for me, but also, when I'm close to my friends I'll do anything for them. but never for a friend I could never be myself around. that the friendship was a lie bc I held my tongue. that a conversation could never happen bc I'm wrong and they're right and if I dont agree then end of friendship. no discussions, just... the end.

the unfollows were so immediate, and yet it felt like I could breathe again. and so I continued watching anime at the time, but then I started working, and then moved away, and so tumblr slowly drifted away from me.

and then I'd come back here and there.

but I was always, always wondering, and still do. "was I wrong?", "are the things I reblog actually wrong?", "if 10 people unfollowed me over very specific opinions that they all agree on and I'm here with the opposite opinion, am I wrong?"

but I basically answer my own question every time.

in that, its not about being right or wrong. its about questioning everything. questioning why you think that way. being able to justify why you think that way. being able to use critical thinking and have discussions, not have a fucking cult ass way of thinking and just point at someone and tell them they're straight up wrong for having a different opinion than yours.

and that's why I'll never regret the friendships that died on here. bc they are all still stuck that way, whereas I grow and learn and change.

I'm not telling anyone what's right or wrong.

I defo have a couple of boundaries for sure. there's a few things I have solid ass opinions on that I am adamant about. but for anyone that ever wanted to talk, not argue/want to fight, I'm always open to hearing the other side.

but with people like that, from back in the day, that wasn't possible.

and so if the things I reblog make sense to me, I'm gonna keep doing it. cause unlike the earlier years of tumblr where I'd reblog things with questioning thoughts, I'm finally seeing posts that just make sense.

and its amazing

[luveline]

Hi, Jade!! This is probably not the place for this ask, so please feel free to ignore it. But I'm in need of advice or more like a listening ear and you're the one I thought could help. So at almost 24 years old I've never had a relationship, never even kissed and, to keep it short, I see myself as quite a loser in general, and I just met a guy that seemed like a potential romantic interest and he asked me on a date and my mind started racing anyway and I'm scared shitless of all the things that come with a relationship. I'm afraid if I don't address this, I will sabotage the whole thing, but I don't know how.

I'm sorry if this is tmi or not the place for such thing

hi honey don’t be sorry—

I get messages like this every now and then, of course not the exact same, but usually someone who feels down about themselves because of a lack of romantic experiences who’s worried it’ll reflect poorly on them when they do try to be romantic. I don’t personally think it makes you a loser, and anyone who DOES think you’re a loser is a jerk. I don’t mean to be annoying or bossy or rude to you and im sure you know yourself and im not saying YOU are a jerk, and you could even say there’s nothing bad about being a loser anyways, but also you’re not a loser and it’s no reflection of your heart that you haven’t been in a relationship or kissed someone. I think love is awfully difficult. I mean I think it’s great that you have thought to yourself about how you might sabotage this if you don’t address how you’re feeling. I’m not a therapist but I defo think that self reflection is great and it’s like the first step to your solution. I think that it’s natural to be nervous about stuff you’ve not experienced, like, what if he does want to kiss you, and what if you’re not a very good kisser yet! But I also think that anyone worth kissing won’t mind if you’re not very good at it to begin with, or that you’ve never done it before. The only love worth your time is a patient one, full of understanding (but obviously this doesn’t make it less terrifying!!) there are definitely videos you can watch about this, not just kissing but the intimacies of relationships, there are videos about how to hold hands! There’s no shame in not knowing something!! And every one person or relationship is different so it’s not like you’d be the only one learning, your partner will have to learn about you too

altogether I think you’re right in that panicking about this might sabotage it before it’s even happened, and adding weight to things can make them so scary when they aren’t. Milllions and billions of people have fallen in love before us without a manual and im sure they’ll do it again, but you’re not wrong to be worried either!! Depending on how worried you are, you could talk to a friend, the potential partner, you could even talk to a chat service or helpline. tl;dr — it’s okay to be scared about this, but you aren’t a loser, tons of people don’t know a thing about love at your age and you’ll learn as you go. there will probably be things you don’t like, but im sure there will be double good!!

I hope this helps, and I really hope none of it comes off as though im patronising or condescending you because it isn’t my intent at all. I’m not an expert but just from my own life experience this is what I think of it. I really hope things go well for you and that you make decisions that make you happy!!!!

[blubushie]

Hi! Hope things with the kittens keep improving, glad they have a foster mom. Hope you are able to get some sleep.

I have a question:

I want to get into doing my own maintenance on my car. I value independence and don't especially like going to a mechanic to get simple stuff done (although I see the value in someone much more experienced than I am). Do you have any advice on how to get started with that?

I have a 2007 PT Cruiser (he's blue, named Toby and I love him more than life and want him to live forever. I know he's not the best car, but I love him). I currently have a piece (windshield wiper switch went out, desert fried it) that needs to be put in (in PT Cruisers the switches on them tend to go out a lot, common problem). It's plug-and-play from what I've seen, although people recommended disconnecting the battery, so the airbag does not accidentally go off. Would this be a good place to start, or would changing oils be a better starting place?

I don't own much in way of tools beyond a very basic toolbox, and have very limited options in terms of workspace. Any advice is appreciated, you're the master of tools and cars.

Hope you are doing well, and that the days get less stressful

-📚

I'll admit I've never owned or worked on a car that new, so I'm actually not sure. If it's just a plug then it sounds simple enough, and if it's just a wiper switch then it's not like you're fucking with the boiler room. So yeah, I'd give it a shot (and defo disconnect the battery first). Here's hoping the ENTIRE faceplate doesn't have to come off to access the underplate cuz that's a pain even in my old truck.

Also, tip: take photos of everything you take off AS you take them off. Makes putting things BACK together much easier.

But also–

Learn to change your own oil, learn to check your own sparkplugs, and learn to change a tyre if you don't know already. The tyre one is most important. Tyre → oil → sparkplugs. Then it's checking transmission fluid, checking steering fluid if you have power steering, checking coolant in your radiator, and knowing what a good engine sounds like. And also knowing what a miss feels like in a cylinder (slight jerk of the wheel).

Also, if you got cash, get a 1/2in insert socket wrench and a stick of 1/2in insert sockets in assorted sizes.

You'll do fine anon. <3

[mrsarnasdelicious]

Lukas Nowak NSFW Alphabet

A = After (what they’re like after sex)

Expect nothing of him. Lukas will probably leave you to clean up on his own to go have a smoke of just straight up leave.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Cock and eyes.

On you it is your tits, your thighs and your hair.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Is a shooter, cums the average amount. He loves creaming your pie and watching it leak out, but cum marking is defo a special treat to him.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He fantasizes of you taking 'revenge' on him, dominating the shit out of him. He is not sure if he really wants this, or if it is just an interesting concept to turn around in his brain.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He defo knows what he is doing. He has plenty of notches on his belt and he has practised more than his fiar share of kinks.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

FACE DOWN ASS UP.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Not really. He is very serious and even a little mean,

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Carpet, which carpet??? He has no body hair to speak of.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Ehw, yuck, love. Lukas does not want you to know he's growing attached to you. Let alone that he enjoys some of your affection.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Naturally. If you are not available, he will help himself, quick and dirty.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Choking, Humiliation, spanking, overstim, edging, begging and deep throating.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Car, Bed and any flat surface to lay you while he stands over you.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Anger, the need to assert him in situations that he cannot control, when you get angry with him, when you wear skimpy clothes, when you show him your tits. You know, the usual.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Scat/Vom, Fisting and DDLG

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Hell yeah! He gets insane gratification from orally dominating you. Be it by fucking your throat until you are gasping fro air or tying you down and eating your pussy until you are sobbing.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Fast and Rough, every single time. There is just no holding him back. Once he is horny, he will fucking wreck you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Y E S. Every opportunity he gets to fuck you, he will take. Especially if it enables him to skip elaborate foreplay. He just want to fuck.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

OBVI! He is defo one for risky kinks. He goes into things head first, regardless of risk.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Young man is fit. He can go go and keep going. For five, six rounds.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Nah fam. Tho once he noticed you use toys without him, you bet he is going to torture you with them.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

HUGE TEASE. He will never be a nice man, even in bed.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He is a grunter/groaner and he is quite loud.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Lukas has a scar on his cock from getting the skin caught in his zipper.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Guy is hung. He got that perfect porn cock and balls to match it. Aesthetically responsible peen!

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Super high, he can defo go for multiple rounds a day/night.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

If he stays, he has a cig, a beer and then lays down to catch some zzzs.