#no leaks or whatever plz

[cycopompadour]

I need to know exactly what fragment of a conversation between Lucifer and Lilith Charlie overheard and took wildly out of context to make her so self conscious about his opinion of her and her own self worth because I can literally not begin to imagine him intentionally saying anything to hurt her ever. Let alone anything that crippling.

Like look at that man. He adores her. Tf

[shotmrmiller]

sleepless night

AN: Right right i've never written anything before but i read far too much smut to not contribute. Can't promise it'll be great but I kinda squealed through some parts i wrote so i suppose that means SOMETHING, ye?

plz im a 29 year old boomer on tumblr whatever i missed to post this such as TW and such forgive me. I used to lick stamps to post them on envelopes.

Pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x AFAB!Reader

TW: 18+smut, fingering

NSFW MDNI ♡

You're both in bed for the night and it's been about half an hour since you've lied down but Simon's not lightly snoring like he usually does once he's asleep. Being on the field has taught him that he'll never know when there's a chance to rest, so Simon's usually out in minutes of lying his head on the pillows. Knowing he's still awake, you're about to turn around to ask him why he's still up when his grip on your hips tightens as he grinds his hard length against your ass. You softly moan as you grind back onto him. "Si-" "Hush, love. Let me take care of you, eh?" You widen your thighs when you feel his hand slipping into your panties. Using his middle and ring fingers, he starts doing light circles on your hood, just above your clit. It's a little dry so Simon takes that hand, shoves his fingers in his mouth to gather moisture, and goes back to rubbing you. The rough pads of his fingers start to feel slippery with your leaking arousal as they move to directly stroke your clit and every little motion sends sparks up your spine. Grabbing his thick forearm, you start to dig your fingernails into his skin as your clit starts to swell. Your thighs begin to tremble, toes curling as the coil in your lower belly is winding tighter- "That's it, sweetheart, give it to me," he murmurs as he shoves two thick fingers into your dripping quim, using his thumb to continue drawing circles. You're at the very edge of the cliff, so fucking close, and Simon curls his fingers, pushes up and towards him, and your sweet pussy squelches— "Fuckin' hell, pet." There's a loud ringing in your ears as everything else lowers to a muffle, your gummy walls rhythmically pulse around his fingers, orgasm so intense you're soaking his hand and the bed sheets. Fingers on one side of the jaw and thumb on the other, Simon turns your head to kiss you—soft and languid. He pulls his fingers out of you and you hiss, hypersensitive. You watch him pull his hand up to look at the beauty of his work, spreading his fingers- strings of your sticky cum connect between them. He turns to face you and with a smug little smirk says, "You've made a proper mess, love." Your cheeks redden as you turn your head into the crook of his neck and he gives a throaty chuckle. Getting up from the bed to slot himself in between your shaky legs, he uses his thumb to pull the drenched gusset of your panties to the side and presses his thick length right up against your slit— it feels like velvet wrapped around steel, and oh so hot— he says, "Scream if you like, Darlin'. You're going to feel this."

cheers~

[the-travelling-witch]

𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

nonnie asked: CHILDE NSFW HC HAND EM OVER DARLING PRETTY PLZ

pairing: childe x gn! reader

warnings: nsfw/ minors dni, mention of various kinks etc

this is a repost because i'm moving my nsfw works onto this blog!!

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If it’s possible to be on both ends of the masochist/sadist spectrum at the same time at any given time, Childe is; while it absolutely gets him going to tease you and rile you up, he’s not afraid of a little pain himself; quite the opposite actually, a slight sting thrills him.

Speaking of thrill, while Childe is more on the dominant side, please challenge him for the position; he appreciates the fight and nothing boosts his ego more than making you submit after a struggle.

Playing into his sadistic nature, seeing fat tears roll down your cheeks sends chills down his spine; the sight of your watery eyes, either from pleasure or frustration, will make him coo at you (it’s all faux empathy, he’ll continue to be just as mean).

And what better way to make you tear up than making you gag around his girth? Childe’s line of work is exhausting, so having a darling partner to come home to gets him through the day. Especially if you sink to your knees in front of him and let him use your throat as he pleases.

In general, taking out his frustrations on you is not an uncommon occurrence. There’s a certain glint in his eyes when he returns to you and that’s about as much explanation you get before he manhandles you into whatever position he wants, his fingers tangled in your hair, and turns your brain to mush with rough thrusts (with prior consent ofc ♡).

On the flip side, Childe can be the softest, sappiest lover in all of Teyvat. He’s worshipping your body like it’s the most divine temple, his ocean blue eyes swirling with adoration and love. When he gets like this, he’s almost like a big puppy in needing to be close to you, not letting you go for longer than he needs to.

Childe can’t help it, he can’t stop imagining starting a family with you, doesn’t matter if it’s physically impossible for you to have children of your own or if you’re currently not planning to have them. It doesn’t hurt to dream as he fills you up to the brim, watching as his cum leaks from your twitching hole after he pulls out.

While he’ll have you any way possible, his favourite positions are taking you from behind, folding you into a mating press or watching you ride him, depending on the mood. Each angle has its own charm and Childe wouldn’t want to miss a single one.

When it comes to location, obviously no place in your shared home is safe (seriously, the sheets, the shower tiles and the kitchen counter have seen things and so have you when it’s reflected back at you from a mirror), but much like in battle, Childe is an insatiable risk taker. Whether it’s in an alleyway or under the table of a fancy restaurant, the guy can hardly keep his fingers off- or out- of you.

But unfair as he might be in the bedroom, he does not only take, oh no. In fact, he might enjoy giving oral so much so it almost becomes taking again. This man can eat you out for hours if he so pleases and you almost have to beg him to stop when he’s in one of his moods. Also, please sit on his face, he wants his face to be framed by your thighs! And don’t worry about suffocating him, if it comes that far the lack of oxygen only adds to the thrill of it all.

Thanks to his work and rigorous training, Childe’s stamina is through the roof. Chances are, your legs will be trembling and sore before he even feels a ghost of fatigue, thrusts as hard and voice as steady as at the beginning of your little session. On the same note, his recovery period is frighteningly short as well (or maybe he’s just a horndog :P).

Although, even for a man like him, not every moment is filled with excitement and wild abandon. He knows to savour the finer things in life and that includes you. So it really shouldn’t come as a surprise that he enjoys having you cockwarm him as you talk about your days or he files away paperwork. There’s something comforting about feeling your warmth wrapped around him that calms him as he peppers kisses wherever he can.

Then again, you can never quite anticipate what Childe has planned for you next. Is he going to render your legs useless by giving you as many orgasms as you can possibly take, testing your limits every time? Or is going to laugh cruelly at the sobs spilling over your lips as he ruins your high again?

One thing’s for sure, he won’t ever shut up. And you don’t want him to, so it works out in your favour. Even while talking though, his honeyed words never come without being laced in a little poison. Whether he’s spouting the filthiest fantasies and tagging on a sweet name or drawing you in with charming words just to make your face heat up in embarrassment when he calls you out, praise and degradation never stray too far from one another with Childe.

This is especially strong towards the beginning of your relationship but if you have a somewhat innocent appeal, Childe would love to corrupt you. There’s something carnal within him that goes feral at the thought of ruining your pure self and tainting you (even if you’re not all that innocent, the thought is still very appealing to him).

Playing into that, perhaps think about letting him peel away some lacy white lingerie and watch his pupils dilate like a predator’s. But it’s not just white; Childe’s not incredibly picky with which garments he gets to rip off of you (don’t worry, he’ll buy you plenty more), the notion that you dressed up for him riling him up far too much to think clearly about it. Although he does make it a point to convey just how beautiful you look, either through words or actions or both.

But, in Childe’s eyes, every piece of delicate lingerie is infinitely more attractive when it shows off the marks he left on you previously. While he’s not overly jealous, he might be just a tad bit possessive, but really only a smidge. Seeing red and purple hues decorate your neck, chest, hips and thighs though is a sure fire way to land you some new ones…

Just as he can buy you an entire wardrobe of lingerie, Childe has money to throw at toys as well. You might think he would not resort to using them but that’s were you’d be wrong; he thinks they’re quite a lot of fun actually, especially when he can use them to toy with you. From teasing you to helping stretch you out, you best believe he will dedicate his time to studying the best way to make you see stars. Truly, the greatest toy buyer in Snezhnaya… (sorry, couldn’t help myself hshsh)

Last but not least, Childe has a raging size kink. Whether he’s actually physically towering over you or not, he’ll definitely impose his presence on you, crowding you against the mattress, manhandling you with so much ease you might as well be a doll. If you’re ever whimpering about him being too big and not being able to take him, you’re basically begging to have your brain fucked out.

Speaking of size… if you’re up for a challenge (and are a monsterfucker), Foul Legacy! Childe might just come out to play. From his inhumanly long tongue to the significant growth in both length and size, he’ll hardly leave you wanting. And even if that’s still not enough, is one really the limit…?

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[the-travelling-bitch]

CHILD NSFW HC HAND EM OVER DARLING PRETTY PLZ

that is one unfortunate typo jshsh

oh my, i have so many thoughts about him it’s hard to be coherent off the top of my head but i’ll try ㅠㅠ

[gn! reader]

If it’s possible to be on both ends of the masochist/sadist spectrum at the same time at any given time, Childe is; while it absolutely gets him going to tease you and rile you up, he’s not afraid of a little pain himself; quite the opposite actually, a slight sting thrills him.

Speaking of thrill, while Childe is more on the dominant side, please challenge him for the position; he appreciates the fight and nothing boosts his ego more than making you submit after a struggle.

Playing into his sadistic nature, seeing fat tears roll down your cheeks sends chills down his spine; the sight of your watery eyes, either from pleasure or frustration, will make him coo at you (it’s all faux empathy, he’ll continue to be just as mean).

And what better way to make you tear up than making you gag around his girth? Childe’s line of work is exhausting, so having a darling partner to come home to gets him through the day. Especially if you sink to your knees in front of him and let him use your throat as he pleases.

In general, taking out his frustrations on you is not an uncommon occurrence. There’s a certain glint in his eyes when he returns to you and that’s about as much explanation you get before he manhandles you into whatever position he wants, his fingers tangled in your hair, and turns your brain to mush with rough thrusts (with prior consent ofc ♡).

On the flip side, Childe can be the softest, sappiest lover in all of Teyvat. He’s worshipping your body like it’s the most divine temple, his ocean blue eyes swirling with adoration and love. When he gets like this, he’s almost like a big puppy in needing to be close to you, not letting you go for longer than he needs to.

Childe can’t help it, he can’t stop imagining starting a family with you, doesn’t matter if it’s physically impossible for you to have children of your own or if you’re currently not planning to have them. It doesn’t hurt to dream as he fills you up to the brim, watching as his cum leaks from your twitching hole after he pulls out.

While he’ll have you any way possible, his favourite positions are taking you from behind, folding you into a mating press or watching you ride him, depending on the mood. Each angle has its own charm and Childe wouldn’t want to miss a single one.

When it comes to location, obviously no place in your shared home is safe (seriously, the sheets, the shower tiles and the kitchen counter have seen things and so have you when it’s reflected back at you from a mirror), but much like in battle, Childe is an insatiable risk taker. Whether it’s in an alleyway or under the table of a fancy restaurant, the guy can hardly keep his fingers off- or out- of you.

But unfair as he might be in the bedroom, he does not only take, oh no. In fact, he might enjoy giving oral so much so it almost becomes taking again. This man can eat you out for hours if he so pleases and you almost have to beg him to stop when he’s in one of his moods. Also, please sit on his face, he wants his face to be framed by your thighs! And don’t worry about suffocating him, if it comes that far the lack of oxygen only adds to the thrill of it all.

Thanks to his work and rigorous training, Childe’s stamina is through the roof. Chances are, your legs will be trembling and sore before he even feels a ghost of fatigue, thrusts as hard and voice as steady as at the beginning of your little session. On the same note, his recovery period is frighteningly short as well (or maybe he’s just a horndog :P).

Although, even for a man like him, not every moment is filled with excitement and wild abandon. He knows to savour the finer things in life and that includes you. So it really shouldn’t come as a surprise that he enjoys having you cockwarm him as you talk about your days or he files away paperwork. There’s something comforting about feeling your warmth wrapped around him that calms him as he peppers kisses wherever he can.

Then again, you can never quite anticipate what Childe has planned for you next. Is he going to render your legs useless by giving you as many orgasms as you can possibly take, testing your limits every time? Or is going to laugh cruelly at the sobs spilling over your lips as he ruins your high again?

One thing’s for sure, he won’t ever shut up. And you don’t want him to, so it works out in your favour. Even while talking though, his honeyed words never come without being laced in a little poison. Whether he’s spouting the filthiest fantasies and tagging on a sweet name or drawing you in with charming words just to make your face heat up in embarrassment when he calls you out, praise and degradation never stray too far from one another with Childe.

This is especially strong towards the beginning of your relationship but if you have a somewhat innocent appeal, Childe would love to corrupt you. There’s something carnal within him that goes feral at the thought of ruining your pure self and tainting you (even if you’re not all that innocent, the thought is still very appealing to him).

Playing into that, perhaps think about letting him peel away some lacy white lingerie and watch his pupils dilate like a predator’s. But it’s not just white; Childe’s not incredibly picky with which garments he gets to rip off of you (don’t worry, he’ll buy you plenty more), the notion that you dressed up for him riling him up far too much to think clearly about it. Although he does make it a point to convey just how beautiful you look, either through words or actions or both.

But, in Childe’s eyes, every piece of delicate lingerie is infinitely more attractive when it shows off the marks he left on you previously. While he’s not overly jealous, he might be just a tad bit possessive, but really only a smidge. Seeing red and purple hues decorate your neck, chest, hips and thighs though is a sure fire way to land you some new ones…

Just as he can buy you an entire wardrobe of lingerie, Childe has money to throw at toys as well. You might think he would not resort to using them but that’s were you’d be wrong; he thinks they’re quite a lot of fun actually, especially when he can use them to toy with you. From teasing you to helping stretch you out, you best believe he will dedicate his time to studying the best way to make you see stars. Truly, the greatest toy buyer in Snezhnaya… (sorry, couldn’t help myself hshsh)

Last but not least, Childe has a raging size kink. Whether he’s actually physically towering over you or not, he’ll definitely impose his presence on you, crowding you against the mattress, manhandling you with so much ease you might as well be a doll. If you’re ever whimpering about him being too big and not being able to take him, you’re basically begging to have your brain fucked out.

Speaking of size… if you’re up for a challenge (and are a monsterfucker), Foul Legacy! Childe might just come out to play. From his inhumanly long tongue to the significant growth in both length and size, he’ll hardly leave you wanting. And even if that’s still not enough, is one really the limit…?

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[4200nemobackup]

OMG IVE HAD A SUB HUENINGKAI WITH AN ORAL FIXATION ON MY MIND FOR SOOOOO LONG ;-; PLZ TRY AND FEED MY FLAME!!! -🦖

Can do!!!

I think Kais it’s fixation presents itself in much sfw ways at first that you usually find cute. Putting his fingers in his mouth when concentrating on something. Leaving his eating utensils like spoons in his mouth for a bit while eating, just because he enjoys the feeling of something sitting in his mouth. He even makes it quite the habit to buy candies at the store to suck on because he just likes the feeling. Yes you picked up on these things before, but you didn’t think much of it until you guys started getting intimate and Kais oral fixation started manifesting itself in a different way.

Eating you out was one way. Kai couldn’t get enough of your taste, always begging you to bury his face between your thighs. (Afab) that or sucking your strap (or dick) fixated on the feeling of something shoved deep in his mouth. Sometimes he would even grab your fingers and shove them deep in his on mouth, making himself choke on them. Looking up at you with his cute doll eyes while he sucks and chokes on your fingers always turns you on, and clearly him too. You could always tell by how his cute dick kept leaking and twitching. The most satisfying thing is when he whines around whatever it is that’s shoved in his mouth. Rolling his eyes and moaning so good for you.

[zaptrap]

Seeing that you've been here since 2012 is INSANE like you've witnessed it all huh. You've seen probably SO many weird and crazy things in this fandom like man that's so cool for you I feel...

ive def seen and participated in a lot of dumbass bullshit over the years LMAO. although notsomuch during the skybound-to-seabound era cuz i'd lost interest for a bit

Random shit I remember off the top of my head (plz feel free to fact-check):

deviantart era: (2012-2013)

that bright green ninjago ask meme

like, literally everybody making self-insert purple ninjas (sometimes orange, teal, or rainbow) and shipping them with their fav ninja

everyone making their own genderbends of the ninja. cole was almost always called nicole or colette lmao

people also naming their accounts (name)-the-ninja (or "teh-ninja", since this was 2012)

there's a non-zero probability that if you were in the fandom during the season 1 era, you're a furry now

naruto crossovers

half-snake ninja aus.........wonder who uh......who could've done that.....heheh (me) (that was my whole deal pre-nindroid!jay lmfao)

everyone posting like, doll-maker things they made of ninjago? especially dragon ones

(me) posting leaked screenshots of season 2 eps that i found on the lego wiki or smth lmao. this is also how i found out zane was a robot. i think i kept posting leaks when i moved to tumblr

legends of chima releasing and i thiiink it was supposed to be a ninjago replacement? like, legitimately? though a lot of people weren't happy about it. "furry gang drug wars" was a phrase used a lot lmfao.

tumblr era (2013-2016 for me) (may overlap with dA era)

everyone losing their minds over the shirtless ninja in ns2 lmfao

that one video of kirby marrow (rest in peace) saying cole was 14

that other vid of like, behind the scenes and it was the ninja's actors but like in-universe? it's where "cole bucket" comes from

also some behind the scenes vid with the actual voice actors lol

thinking back on this, im like 100% sure it was bullshit but when the end of rebooted aired, there was a rumor going around about fans being so upset over zane's death that they carved a snowflake on their stomachs. lots of people were freaking out lmfao

the rise and fall of "fucknoshittyninjagoOCs" (ashamed to say i heavily participated in harassing this blog even if i rlly didnt like the premise.........)

maypong

lots of tension with instagram cuz of all the art reposts. like. tons of reposts. i remember someone blocked me when i said to take something down but then unblocked me the same evening and apologized LOL so

roleplay twitter accounts (twitter was kinda not-as-a lot at the time)

nindroid!jay of course. its so old there was an update that was made in flash lmfao...

absolute fucking shitloads of AUs and headcanons. i dont think this has changed much but like. there were so many lmfao. entire threads

actually there's too many fucking AUs. im scrolling through my main blog and i cant fuckin find anything cuz ITS ALL THESE STUPID AU THREADS THEY AREN'T EVEN LIKE DEEP LMAO

ask-all-the-ninjagians

the absurd screenshot redraws i did. like they were super stupid lmfao. icr which blog they're on but they're on my comp still at least

ninjagians just. being a term used at all lmao

the ninjago fan-tournament during ns4. people would draw/write about their ocs doing whatever prompt was posted and then everyone came together to defeat a big bad snake man

tbh i started naturally losing interest during ns5, and then VERY QUICKLY dropped the show (and therefore fandom) when skybound came out lmao............... so i dont really remember a lot from this era and everything after

and now im back :D

i hope this is insightful! xD

[mp3chan]

plz reblog/follow if u enjoy!

pairing: sub!felix x afab!reader

tw: mommy kink (duh), wrist restraints, unprotected sex (plz wrap it up ya’ll), MINORS DNI

wc: 1k

an: i will never not write sub felix ok ?

-> kinkmas 22’ masterlist!

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“repeat that.” you panted, slowing the rolls of your hips, seeing felix grip the soft restraints on his wrist and tug.

“no please.” felix whimpered, his eyes slammed shut, the corners wrinkling like they did when he laughed. he only seemed to relax a little when you stopped fully and caressed his cheek gently.

“say it again, baby.” you softly told him, thumb brushing over his swollen lips. “i just want to make sure i heard you right.”

felix finally opened his eyes and looked at your face for any sign of anger or disgust. “asked you for more.” he replied, leaving out the very word you wanted to hear.

“what did you call me, lixie?” you asked him again, giving him a look that told him he didn’t want you to ask him this a fourth time.

“m-mommy.” felix finally squeaked, tearing up a little, feeling humiliated. you were quick to wipe them away.

“that’s all i wanted to hear baby boy.” you smiled, resuming your slow torturous rhythm of rubbing your clothed wet core over his leaking cock.

“im sor-“ felix started to apologize to you, only to have you put a finger over his lips to shush him.

“mommy just wanted to see if they heard their baby boy right. that’s all lixie.” you smiled down at him, and you could finally see felix relax under you.

“you don’t mind?” he asked between moans, tugging at the restraints again, just wanting to touch you in anyway he could.

“of course not.” you replied, tugging your underwear to the side so felix could feel your bare cunt gliding along his cock.

“fuck!” felix gasped, his back arching off the bed feeling your cunt against him finally, immediately biting down on his lip to keep himself quiet.

“be loud lixie.” you smiled down at him, he looked wrecked at this point. you loved seeing him like this. completely wrapped around your finger and hanging off your every word and action, his head obviously filled with nothing but you.

“m-mommy.” felix moaned, his hips bucking against you, the tip of his cock ever so slightly pushing into your cunt.

“baby boy is desperate today huh? can’t even take a little teasing?” you giggled, expecting felix to apologize like he normally would when you were on top like this.

“yes…desperate..” felix pouted, surprising you for a second. “need mommy’s cunt….please baby needs mommy.”

felix was completely gone at this point. his hips desperately trying to shove his cock back into you.

you decided not to prolong teasing him, swiftly sitting down onto his shaft, moaning audibly at the feeling of him stretching you out.

“fuck!” felix cursed again, chest heaving deeply as he panted. “move…mommy please please please.” he started begging, something he rarely did.

“shhh baby, I will just give me a second, ok?” you whispered to him, leaning over him to kiss him, your lips brushing together as you spoke, pecking his lips repeatedly.

“mommy.” felix moaned, his big eyes staring into yours. you got lost for a moment because you swore you could see stars in them, only snapping back when felix bucked into you.

“so impatient aren’t you baby boy?” you smirked, kissing his lips quickly again, deciding not to address how he chased after your mouth as you pulled away.

you started rolling your hips slowly, feeling his cock effortlessly slide in and out of you. “so good lixie.” you moaned, hands leaning on his hips to stabilize yourself.

“lixie mommy’s good boy?” felix asked you breathing heavily, his eyes glassy, somehow falling deeper into whatever new sub space this was of his.

“mommy’s best boy.” you smiled down at him, not expecting those words to cause him to push his hips up harshly and orgasm quickly inside you, making you gasp in shock, used to him normally asking for permission to do so.

you slowed down to let felix catch his breath, your hips still slightly moving to keep yourself on the edge until he was ready to continue.

“s-sorry.” felix apologized with a blush and you simply giggled at him.

“don’t be sorry baby. think you can go a little longer?” you asked him with a soft smile, gently rubbing his lower stomach. “mommy didn’t cum yet.”

“y-yes mommy.” felix nodded quickly, falling right back into his role, eager to let you use him for your own satisfaction.

you rolls turned into bounces the closer you felt your orgasm approaching. the burn in your thighs not even noticeable when you felt felix’s cock begin to stiffen inside you again.

“lixie…you feel so good..” you moaned, seeing his cheeks burn with a dark blush at the praise and his cock pulse against your walls.

“wanna make mommy cum.” felix panted, hands tugging at the restraints once more.

you leaned down and undid both of the restraints, yelping in surprise when felix immediately grabbed your hips and flipped you over.

he tucked his head into the crook of your neck, hands mindlessly roaming your body and hips bucking desperately into you.

“fuck!” you moaned loudly, arms wrapping around felix and holding him as close as you could.

“m-mommy!” felix whined, still completely lost in his little sub space thing, his cock now fully hard inside you. “close…” he panted, nuzzling his head against your skin, inhaling your sweet perfume you always wore that made him feel safe. “wanna make you cum mommy. cum for lixie please…im being good” he babbled mindlessly.

“doin’ so good baby” you panted reassuring him, and feeling that telltale burn of your orgasm in your core and felix’s cock throbbing inside you. “cum lixie…cum for me.” you moaned, feeling your own orgasm surge over you, arching your back and feeling your chest go flush against felix’s.

“fuck…m-mommy” felix whined feeling your cunt clench around his cock as you climaxed, feeling his second orgasm crash over him, filling you with his cum again.

felix immediately collapsed against you after he stopped his thrusts, both of you panting out of breath, and placing gentle kisses on your clavicle. “i love you.” he whispered when he finally caught his breath.

you smiled and wrapped your arms back around him tightly, not caring you were both a sticky sweaty mess. “i love you too, baby boy.” you whispered back, erupting into a fit of giggles when felix groaned in embarrassment.

[jmagnabo92]

Happy Friday Jen 💚💚

for the holiday activity prompts plz

📚 Reading (probably under a shade) for RWRB firstprince plz

This was fun! Is 500 words still a ficlet? Hope you like it!

***

It’s different this year. 

Despite the fact that it’s a yearly trip to the Lake House, in the aftermath of last year’s trip to the Lake House and the Leak, Alex has been feeling a little off balance since he picked Henry up at the airport. 

It’s like he was just waiting for the other shoe to drop, for Henry to leave him in a lurch again, despite the fact that they’re literally moving in together in just a couple of weeks. 

He knows that things are different now, but he just kept… waiting for him to disappear on him, and as a result has been probably annoyingly clingy.  

Hence why he’s gone looking for Henry when he woke up from his nap and he wasn’t there.  He knows, logically, that Henry’s here.  His security is here, so there’s no reason to suspect he isn’t, but the second that he finds him reading in the shadows of the trees on the hammock, he smiles in relief.

Henry’s here and he’s not going anywhere. 

Alex quickly moves to join him on the hammock and Henry doesn’t hesitate to shift around opening up his arm so that Alex can lay his head on Henry’s chest and cuddle into him.  Once they’re settled, again, Henry continues his reading as if Alex is meant to be there in his arms.

It’s a nice feeling.  He could just lay here, taking in Henry’s scent – he still doesn’t whatever magic is going on for him to smell the way he does – and remind himself that they’re here together, forever.  No one’s going anywhere.

“You okay, love?” Henry whispers into his curls ten or twenty or however many minutes later, Alex isn’t too sure how long he’s been relaxing in Henry’s arms while he reads. 

Alex hums.  “Of course.  Why?  Am I annoying you?  I could leave you to your reading alone.”

“Oh, no, don’t do that.  I like cuddly Alex.  I look forward to seeing him more in our own home in two weeks.”

Alex blushes, lifting his head to look at him.  “I didn’t realize that I was being… cuddly Alex, but I do like the sound of that – our own home.”

Henry smiles at him.  “Well, it’s what I’ve been naming you in my head this weekend.  You’ve been very… cuddly and I have been enjoying it.  Although, I do wonder if it’s another one of your coping mechanisms.  As with running until your feet bleed or speeding down the 101 barely managing to stop yourself from getting painted on the pavement.”

“It might be,” Alex admits.  “I just – I know that this year things are different.  Obviously.  It’s just being here…”

Henry kisses his forehead and tightens his arms around Alex pulling him into more of a hug.  “I’m sorry that my actions last year are making this trip different for you, but I promise you, I’m not going anywhere.”

“I think I know that deep down, I just… it just … I’ve got abandonment issues.”

“I know and I am more than happy to do whatever you need to help you through them,” Henry assures him.  “And if that means super cuddly Alex well, I’m not complaining.”

“Thanks, Baby.”  Alex kisses him on the lips.  “Maybe you should read to me, then?”

“Love to.”

“Good.”

***

Thanks for the ask! :)

[lolokouhm]

FUSHIGOVER pt. III [THE PUPPET]

1 / 2 / 3 / 4 This ff is a fix, we’re living post 235 chapter. And this time - I've decided to REALLY fix what GEGE DESTROYED so plz bare with me

"Please, don't die. You can't die."

Honestly, Megumi had thought he'd been through enough shit in his life, especially in the past few months. But apparently - no. There was always more pain to come.

If he could chuckle, he would. If he had known how to unalive himself right there, in that moment, he would. It hurt. His whole soul was in agony. He wanted to sleep. Forever. He was tired.

He, his body, whatever - killed Tsumiki. And he, it - was about to kill his teacher, big brother, father figure - God knows what Gojo actually had been to him. He had thought about a few times before, but he hadn't come up with anything. It didn't matter anymore.

Nothing mattered.

The shadows were nice. In normal circumstances he would love to stay there, hugged tightly by them, but there was nothing normal about the situation he'd found himself in. It couldn't possibly get worse.

"Please, don't leave me. You can't leave me."

The voice was quiet, but it popped up in his head, suddenly mixing up the fog that had been covering his mind for the past... week? Month? He had no idea how much time had passed. He could recognise the words, but they didn't make much sense. Was there someone else who could be left alone? Was there someone else who he cared about?

Someone else who he could hurt?

"IF YOU DIE, I WILL KILL YOU MYSELF!"

He shivered. The voice became awfully clear and irritatingly loud. Without any warning, the fog disappeared in an instant and Megumi groaned in pain. The numb feeling covering his whole being had its advantages - it didn't hurt that much. He made a mental life update.

It got worse. What a surprise.

He looked around.

At least he still had the shadows.

***

"You can't die. You can't die. You can't die."

The bathroom floor was cold - so cold, it was actually surprising that the insane amount of my tears spilling on it didn't cause the whole room to mist up. My cheeks were burning, but I couldn't stop. I couldn't.

It'd been over ten minutes since I saw Fushiguro. Over five since I'd found myself in the common bathroom on the ground floor of the dorms. Over four since I couldn't catch a breath.

It happened. From time to time. Even before that whole insanity, I'd had my... moments. Moments where I felt as if the world was somewhere else entirely, and I was just a spectator. Like watching a football match happening in some foreign country. Moments where I felt as if I were about to die - for no particular reason. Moments where I just lay on the floor and cried for something I didn't feel I had.

But all those became irrelevant after that fight. As if all my problems and insecurities suddenly stopped existing, and something bigger, way more terrifying stepped into their place, ready to fight me with its bare hands, an idea, really. An idea of losing Megumi Fushiguro.

He was there. He stood next to me. He was alive.

So why couldn't I stop crying?

Gojo was right. He was so right. My cursed energy was definitely leaking. Even though I had little to no idea what exactly he meant by "getting him out", I suspected that it had to be somehow connected to my cursed technique. A technique I've never actually found.

Not only me - not Gojo, Shoko, the principals. In this case, me and Yuuji were somehow similar, but my cursed energy was way more aggressive and overflowing. I had some trouble controlling it when I was starting school, but it really did get better with time, even though I'd had some slip-ups along the way. But this? Now, I could create potential curses. And I had no idea which exact feeling was making me feel that way.

"Y/N?"

Oh.

No.

"What happened?" Fushiguro's soft voice broke the silence. I lifted my head up just to see his awfully perfect frame in a really awful lightning. It was already dark outside, and the only dim light came from the hallway, so I couldn't really see his expression, but then he turned on the light in the room. He was a freaking painting.

A very worried one.

Megumi hesitated for a short moment, then he closed the door. He came up to me and got on one knee, visibly upset.

"Are you hurt?" he asked nervously, his gaze running up and down my body, looking for any signs of injury.

"Um... No." I said, but apparently that didn't sound very convincing to Fushiguro. Well, he saw me ten minutes ago and I was fine - and now I looked like a depressed mess. "I just... Ugh." I groaned. What was I supposed to say? "I'm having a meltdown." Somehow, this time his appearance put me back together instead of ripping me apart. The tears were starting to dry up on my cheeks. "I..."

Oh, stop it.

"I've just missed you like crazy."

He didn't lit up instantly, but something in his eyes sparkled, and his natural stiffness disappeared - well, not completely, but at least a bit. A shadow of a smile ran through his face, followed by a slight blush on his cheeks.

"I..." He frowned, visibly thinking about something. "I've missed you too." He added quietly. "It's actually a very nice place to have a meltdown at."

"It is." I tried not to stare at him, I swear. But how was I supposed to do that? I'd have to have some twisted cursed technique for that.

Fushiguro sighed and sat on the floor, next to me, leaning his back towards the wall.

"How was Kioto?" I asked, not really sure, what to say. We had a lot to unpack, but majority of the things I wanted to ask him about was just pure gore. Kioto seemed like the safest option.

Megumi sighed.

"Good."

"Talkative as always."

"I know you've got better questions".

He wasn't wrong.

"How are you feeling then?"

Silence.

"How should I feel?" His voice wasn't sad, rather tired. "I'm... I'm trying not to think about it." Megumi's gaze turned to his hands. A few scars were left here and there - Sukuna's reversed curse technique effects. "I've made my mind on one thing though. That's for sure."

"What's that?"

"I won't hate myself for not being strong enough. But I will hate myself for giving up too easily." He was somehow scary. It's not like I had never seen it before, but this time, it felt different.

"Don't hate-"

"There's always a reason not to give up. And if there isn't, then you can find one." He looked at me with an expression I wasn't able to recognize. What was that? Determination? "When Gojo striked Sukuna with that last purple, I woke up. I... I think I know what happened. Why he left my body. And why he might have wanted me in the first place." He took a deep breath. "When I manifested Chimera Shadow Garden during the Culling Games, it was... different. It had.. like a heart. Or rather, a vertebrae." I really liked talking with him, but this conversation didn't remind me of anything we'd had before. "And the nerves. I didn't think about it at first, but when I woke up, I managed to enter Sukuna's inner domain. Just for a second."

I froze.

"What do you mean?"

"Itadori told me about it later on." Fushiguro frowned, slowly dipping his fingertips in his own shadow. "That Sukuna's inner domain had ribs. Huge ribs. And for a moment, I... I could move them, (Y/N)."

I didn't think I was able to open my eyes that wide.

"You moved Sukuna's inner domain?"

"I think it had to be perfectly timed with the Purple, otherwise it wouldn't have worked." He added. "But I did it. I could move them, for a second, as if..." Megumi's hand dipped even deeper into the shadow. "Like a puppet on a string. Sort of. That's why we went to Kioto."

I had to look incredibly funny being as confused as I was, because Megumi chuckled.

"(Y/N), have you ever heard about Gashadokuro?"

[zaephix]

so... just saw bllk szn 2 trailer... um.

atp call it png lock brah leaks said not to get too excited mane whatever. hopefully its js the trailer guys.......... im praying PLZ

[monsterfloofs]

Can I request some more stories with luxe plz?

Luxe (Gender Fluid Concubus) x Reader (Sfw)

(Hello!! Thank you for this note! I am so glad you like my Luxe. Here is a little short story I whipped up because I couldn't sleep ahah! I was really sick a few weeks ago, and whenever I feel abnormal I study how I feel and think so I can more accurately portray it in writing! >:) Also, I had a dream about this little story and I typically don't get to see my characters in my dreams?? So this made me super duper extra happy AAAAAAH, and was very motivating for me to get this written! I hope you enjoy! ♡)

Feeling unwell went from sniffling and coughing one day, to having a full blown bout of sickness the next morning. Coughing and hacking so much it made your chest hurt and your head spin. Your temple throbbed and tears leaked from the corners of your eyes as you drew the curtains and retreated back to bed. Rising to your feet was an undertaking. It made you dizzy, and a new wash of pain bored into your head.

There was no way you could go to work today. Yesterday you had felt the sickness creeping up on you, but the signs were manageable and kept working. After all, the castle was a busy place, and there was much to be done. Still, you hadn't expected to be knocked down so fast the next day. You reached for the mirror at your bedside. Blinking slowly as the soft glow made you squint your eyes. Drawing your finger across the surface, which rippled softly at your touch.

"Send a message to Luxe. . . Tell them that I won't be able to help them today.." Of course this is when a tickle rises in your throat and you cough to try and clear it. For a solid moment all you can do is cough, whatever upset your throat refused to be soothed. You couldn't cough deep enough, but the tickle managed to subside for you to rasp out.

"I'm sorry, I got sick. I just am not feeling good enough today." You ended the message with a swipe of your finger, then put the mirror face down on the table. You blow your nose with a tissue before rolling over in bed, pulling the covers over your head in an attempt to block out as much light as you can. The afternoon was spent in and out of consciousness, with the waste paper basket and night stand filling up with balled up tissues. Between sleeping, sneezing and coughing you did little else. Everytime you woke up, you pleaded with your body to go back to sleep. Being awake just felt too taxing, you had tried reading but the words floated off the page and it hurt your eyes to keep them open for too long.

Between sleeping you startle awake to a knock at your door. Hastily rubbing your eyes as a figure peeks around the corner at you.

"Did I wake you up?"

"It's okay," The words slither out in a slur between chapped lips. As Luxe tentatively steps inside, carrying a tray of soup.

"Oh darling, you look miserable."

"I feel mis. . . miserable" You agreed weakly. You blink slowly, and in between your eyes opening and closing Luxe crossed the room. From setting the tray down to pressing a cool washcloth against your forehead. You breathe a ragged hum, managing a thank you before your body wants to cough again.

"What can I get you love? What sounds good?"

"Nothing," You whisper, Luxe's painted lips purse as you take a breath. "I just wanna sleep."

"Alright," The butler murmurs gently, "Alright love, I will let you sleep." They put a little bell onto your nightstand. "Ring this if you need anything." They command sternly, and you nod your eyes refusing to stay open any longer.

It was only when you were drifting in and out of consciousness again, throwing blankets on and off between being too hot and too cold that you realized they referred to you as 'love'. Your brain was a little too sluggish to make much sense of the new term of endearment. Nevertheless, the name made you feel both cared for and guilty. They had stopped in the midst of their busy schedule to make you food you hadn't eaten. You tried some of the soup, which to your surprise was still hot. The warm liquid felt soothing to your throat. From a glance you could see vegetables and chicken floating in the broth. It should have been delicious but you just couldn't taste it, and found your stomach rejecting the soup after a few spoonfuls.

It was the middle of the night before you felt somewhat active. The headache was a dull throb behind your eyes as you slouched out of bed. Shoving tissues in your pocket as you wandered your way down the stairs. You felt groggy and out of touch, so you moved sluggishly and deliberately toward the kitchen. Watching your feet upon the stairs, clutching the hand railing tightly.

Luxe was in the kitchen, and their head jerks up, her expression rearranging into surprise as you shuffle in. "I thought I told you to ring for me,"

"It's. You're. So busy." You manage to warble out, was stringing words together always so hard? Your eyebrows push together as you wash your hands in the sink. You have to stop halfway through drying your hands to dab at your nose, which sends you back over to the sink. Unceremoniously stuffing a roll of tissue up your nose to stop the leak. Luxe lets out a soft huff, pushing back their immaculate bangs with their fingers.

"Darling, you know that you are not an imposition, don't you? You're sick for goodness sake."

You look down, running your thumb back and forth on the hand towel. Back and forth, back and forth. "Maybe." You croak, your eyes watering with tears. Luxe studies your face, a frown tugging on their lips. They cross over to you putting an arm around your shoulder which makes you flinch.

"You'll get s-"

"Sh,sh,sh." She shushes you and gives you a small kiss on your forehead. It makes you blink as more tears dribble from your eyes.

"I know you are perfectly independant, love. Perfectly capable of doing things on your own. Let me take care of you. Just a little."

You couldn't look them in the eyes. Staring at the floor before giving a weak nod. The arm around your shoulder slides away as they drift to the ice box, their tail twitching as they walk.

"I was going to save this for a treat, but I think this might taste good to you." You fidget with the towel again, peeking up at them and staring at the box of ice cream in their hands.

"Will you. . . have some with me?" They beam at you, already reaching for two bowls.

"But of course."

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Enjoy what I write? I have a tip jar! I also take writing and art commissions on kofi! (♡⸃ ◡ ⸂♡)

[wulfhalls]

wait have u seen beyond ep 1 of s2 somehow?

lol don't tell me the rumor about alys glamouring herself to look like rhaenyra to seduce daemon is actually true

So what is the thing you said we were back about? Is it Harrenhal? Is it not Harrenhal?? Also who is we because I'm beginning to think iskarieot nation is not on the same page.

bro plz hint at least a little 😩 what route are they going down? does it involve mf, mm or ff pairing? are sickos like us going to ship it?

girl you're confusing what will go down is it good or bad or you're just here for the buck fucking wild ride

where did u get the leaks from?also, does that new blonde character fuck? alicent's brother or smtng. if so, who does he fuck? (asking important questions here)

Are you going to confirm what it is after ep 1 of hotd airs? Is it an ep 1 thing? I've seen some spoilers and I can only think of one thing but the way show seems to be doing it to be used I don't think I'm a fan of.

maybe i will watch season 2 of hotd after all... but i s2g if it turns out to just be like a haelgon sex scene or something lol 😭🔪🔪

so do you know the whole synopsis and key points of the whole second season or is it just the first 2 episodes?

genuinely sorry for the vague posting but I'm sworn to secrecy and I would never betray the trust of a beloved mutual. that's licherally my cousin. so. i know of some things that happen I don't know when they will happen just that they will definitely happen. and one specific thing (again I don't know when) that if it had hit me unprepared I would have made this site unusable all by myself. so it could be considered public service that I've been told in advance tbh. when it happens u will know that it was that very specific thing that will make me forgive 94% of whatever shit decision theyll be making the rest of the season. and after it happened we can go fucking bat shit insane together <3

[singingshutin]

"Raph tried to pay attention to the show, trying his hardest to stop the ghosts… the memories of his brothers that kept overlapping with these teens."

I am back with some music inspired by @debb987's fic The Eldest Brother! It's one of the best Rise or 2012 fics I've ever read, and I've practically been living off it since I found it.

My thought process for this string quintet goes something like this.

a) The main theme - Spiky Raph's theme - comes in alone on the viola, followed by overlapping, alternating harmonies on the cellos and violins, trapping the main theme in the center of an anxiety sandwich, if you will. The volume grows from soft to loud as memories become more insistent, more demanding, until-

""Eat," it was no longer a question, but an order. "Then you will meet me at the dojo. Is that right?""

b) A single note is pulled out on the violin; tension hanging in the air. The cello pulses underneath like a heartbeat. Raph's theme returns. This time, however, it's Rafa.

""Sensei, you are not listening! Something’s wrong, he’s not—!" "He can speak for himself, Raphael," Splinter interrupted again, the hint of a warning leaking into his tone.""

c) The theme isn't allowed to finish: Splinter (cello) and Rafa (viola) are talking past each other.

"Failure, failure, Raph was going to fail, fail, fail. He couldn’t do this, he would mess up and then Splinter would kick Raph out, but without them— without Donnie, he wouldn’t— he would never go back home, and he would never see his family again, and Raph would be alone, alone, forever alone... ...and whatever thin thread was keeping Raph at the front snapped."

d) Savage explodes in a wild frenzy. Time signatures switch rapidly in a falling motif, returning to the main theme once more before dying off in a single low cello stroke - the introduction of Subject One.

p.s. plz forgive me for swiping the title of the chapter for the piece, i hope you don't mind.

[meanderingfamilytree]

anon: Idk how to properly send a request so sorry if this is bad, but defiant pc being nonconned by bailey after singlehandedly raising orphanage rebelliousness and constantly fighting him off has been a VERY rampant thought in my mind

Oh that is a VERY good thought indeed. (I’m writing this on mobile, mind my typos plz)

I feel like Bailey would hate your guts. He hates most people’s guts anyway, especially the orphans, but you have a special pedestal for being hated upon. It frustrates him to no end to see all the orphans now glaring at him or even mouthing off wildly instead of meekly cowering, and the most infuriating part is that it is Bailey’s own fault. His own fault to not putting an end to your behaviour earlier on.

So Bailey’s primary motive is pure, unadulterated spite really, rather than the unpaid debt you’ve accumulated by constantly fighting him off. He finds a way to effectively subdue you. You are somehow too good in clean combat, and Bailey is not above using filthy tricks. Perhaps he would lightly drug you or tie you up in your sleep. Whatever that gets you too weak to defend yourself, but awake enough to feel everything.

When he forces your leg apart, you are screaming bloody murder. His hands press your chest firmly down on the wooden floor of your orphanage bedroom—yes, the floor, because you’ve done nothing to deserve to be fucked on a bed—while he adjusts his position. Sure, it’s a bit noisy, when you are swearing and cursing: Bailey, you fucking bastard, I’ll kill you for this, you think you can get away with this? But it will all be worth it once those empty threats turn into sobbing. It is getting a little too loud though. A lazy backhand slap to your face does its job, a moment of your stunned silence giving just enough way for Bailey to push right in.

He wonders if you are a virgin, actually, with how tight you are. It would be an admirable feat considering this town, but perhaps you really did manage to outrun and outfight everyone else until this point. Bailey keeps his eyes wide open, firmly attached to your crumpling face, even as a sense of morbid pleasure settles in the bottom of his stomach. He did not care to properly lubricate you. It’s all dry and rough, and surely you’ve torn up something—you will be limping for the next week, hopefully. When Bailey rocks his hips it has no real fixed pace, hard and fast and unrelenting. Determined to bruise up your insides. You fucking brat, how do you like it now? He is asking with a low voice, though he expects no answer.

It irritates him to no end that you haven’t started sobbing yet. A rather spectacular idea comes to mind. Why not drag you out into the hallway, where the others can look to you as an example? When he voices the thought, that’s when you finally, finally break into red, angry tears. No, no, don’t, you are begging, sobbing, and its at once pathetic and tempting. Bailey finishes inside you at the sight. Shuddering, groaning deeply, his hot breath upon your neck, willing to bite down any second.

He doesn’t drag you out. Not today. Instead, he snaps a good photo of you, thoroughly debauched and used. Cum leaking between your legs, skin bruised and red, face flushed with humiliation and tears. Bailey even orders you to smile, which you comply weakly, for his threat still stands. This is what he promises: On Saturday, you better show up with all your missed payments. All of it. If not, all of the orphans and those in this town will get a good look at what you look like when well-fucked. He would make decent money selling that photograph too. And oh, don’t bother wearing any underwear either. It gets in the way.

[heartshapedcreaturefromcriptoon]

One such example of the difference between "Good" and genuinely bad form vivziepop/Hazbin Hotel Fans that drive everyone to hatred, is that are those of us who are absolutely avoiding the leaks and want fuck all to do with that shit and will block you if you so much as mention it to us, and can afford to do such a thing as a fully matured adult audience with lives and interests outside of just constant cartoon consumption....

And then there's genuinely off putting pigfucker bitches like petitprinces1 who are so sloppy they can't be bothered to find a header that isn't a moving gif with the freaking "AMAZON" logo still attached and they're just like:

"Erm....Yusss.....x3 I seen da leaks.....x3 Nope wont spoil anythin' even tho im answering asks abt it right the fuck now n' addressing Viv herself like shes in da room w me rn anyway KUDDOS Viv i did NAWT see dat 1 cumming!!!! x3 If da rest of u who put the dumb in fandumb literally want lil' ol' meh, ur reigning princess of stupidity, to send u the leaks so u can potentially spread them moar bein an idiot like i am plz DM meh cuz u kno ill delete u if ur dumb enough to actually ask in a reply id rather if u ask me to spread the leaks 4 u in meh DMs if ur gonna ask 4 leaks cuz im not a regular fandumb mom im a 20% COOLER fandumb mom!!! x3 Im so cool that if u ask me for leaks in my replies I GUESS....... ill prolly just delete ur comment instead of just blocking u like everyone else would bc im different and *i* have no boundaries and *i* dont know *HOW* to block ppl!!! x3 i also apparently wrote DISNEY JUNIOR FANFICTION at one point when i was in my late late teens/early early 20s which would imply i went directly from *THAT* to HAZBIN which explains a lot about me dont it? x3 ANYWAY HMU VIA DM IF U WANT ALL DA SEASON 2 LEAKS!!! x3"

Like gurl ...

Like, gurl...

Fake arse fan here to stress real people out just like like all the shitty clickbait bros here only you're a little Candace Owens about it it...

Speaking of Candace...

Uh, once again, my name is NOT "Hearts" and yes the fuck I did Ashface Snitchdale, again, it's free internetz, it's my hot blog and I do what I want, and yo' mama's been blocked for over 4+ years even before she tried and failed to troll me via block evading on anon... I just use an incognito now sometimes when I wanna roll my eyes because my block and stayfree options get broken and I'm forced to perceive she exists and re-block her anyway, keep scrollin'!

Oh and again, it's not "a real double edged sword" or whatever the fuck fandumb centrist bullshit that petitprincess1 is spouting as she's helping spread the leaks to people and let us be very fucking black and white about this okay? Okay. READY? I DON'T CARE! :D

If you indulge the leaks or help spread them, in public or in DMs... You are not a true fan... You are a fake fan... And you need to delete and leave the fandom!

If you: "Feel bad for being happy or excited over something that was so devastating for the crew and feel guilty for finding joy or even 'relief' in those leaks 'because of the results' of the US election.." or whatever the fuck bullshit excuse you made up to help you feel better or whatever... I'm paraphrasing because I don't fucking care what made you do it ... You SHOULD feel bad, you SHOULD feel guilty... You are not a true fan, you're a fake fan.... You not only need to delete and leave the fandom, BUT, you should feel even WORSE for confiding all of your bullshit to the tumblr fandumbs biggest bullshitter, Leeanne, (petitprincess1) someone who should've deleted her online presence years ago for presenting and behaving with all the tackiness and immaturity a of young/republican Trump Supporter anyway... THERE I SAID IT, and I'm probably not the only one too! I mean Viv herself is like... The cutest lil' Scene Kitten/Drunk Girlie at the party who actually thought Coconut Charli XCX Lady would win while raving to that Practical Magic Margarita Song all night long while making Actual Margaritas ...Those of you of you who've actually indulged the leaks and spoiled yourselves for ANY reason are selfish and entitled (as I always knew some of you were) and should be ashamed for doing that to her! You are not true fans. You are not one of us. Leave the fandom.

To think I once called out petitprincess1 for stealing my friends shit and running them off the internet and block evading to further harass me and now I'm calling her out for being complacent and helping spread leaks of the second season of Medrano's entire show! I was going to make a sort of Deep Cut TMI (for some of you people, not for me..) joke about how me and Leeanne ("apparently") shared "the same" Blorbo in the "Lion King" fandom albeit in two entirely Different Eras of Fandom ( mine being the superior one) but I think all of the obvious caveats and quotation would imply how I don't even so much as acknowledge disney junior shit as canon and because I don't watch shows meant for toddlers and therefore it's not the same fandom and not even the same "blorbo" at all and then I got angry and went on the other, more important, vent session because, yeah... It really did all just come down to one big, full circle of bullshit with her this time, didn't it? I'm truly done!

Like, bye bitch I'm never tipping your lolcow again.

Speaking of tipping... She's probably never actually paid an artist in this fandom or brought any actual art in like a while has she? No.

I peek at her blog to see if she posted her playbill if she even paid for one and I find something so much worse.

Oof.

[ofmermaidstories]

I just looked up what time it is in Australia (I think you are Australian?) so I could see what your tonight/tomorrow would be compared to my time zone and I picked multiple places cuz I was like “well Australia is big and probably has multiple time zones like America does” and y’all have half an hour differences???

I’m shook

Like I guess it does make a lot more sense then just a sudden cut off of a whole hour but I was so surprised

(Also plz release the chapter whenever works best for you!! If it is easier for you to wait till after leak day then def do that we can be patient!!)

hahaha, i will give you a tiny spoiler for SJLT: i share my timezone with one of the locales in the fic. Australian Eastern Standard Time. 😌

but i’m pretty sure we have timezone differences of an hour! at least on my side of the island. on the otherside i think they’re behind like 3 hours? 🤔 i might be misremembering!!!

my struggle though is that i would’ve posted the chapter last night if i had had the spoons for it LMAO. but i knew it needed editing, even if that’s just me reading over it and tightening what i can. 😩 i can be pretty impatient with myself and i would like to focus on other projects but i won’t let myself do that until the deku fic is updated. 🥹 so right now, answering this, it’s about 6pm for me, AEST on Tuesday, October the 10th. I’d like to be able to update the fic either by 11pm tonight or early tomorrow my morning, so about oh… 12 hours from now. originally i didn’t want to “compete” with whatever shenanigans might drop in the leaks tomorrow because i know people like to agonise/celebrate them if they’re big, but at the same time i am done, LOL. i am ready to update the fic and let it go, watch it sail off. 🌅😌 it’s probably smarter from a numbers POV if i wait until the weekend to upload, especially with a massive update like this (to give people time to see and read it) but, eh. i’ve always figured that the people who wanna read it will—eventually. 📖🌷