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[eddiesghxst]

thinkin abt beta!eddie and best friend omega!reader

[kitty-lattee]

they both listen to Metallica AND britney spears TOGETHER

[misserabella]

c*m hub

ellie williams x fem! reader

💋making cash and making love!

cw; +18 content, minors dni!!, dom! ellie, sub! reader, use of sex platform, strap on sex (r! receiving), hair pulling, choking, voyeurism, multiple orgasms, begging, praising, teasing, daddy kink, breeding kink, dirty talk, praise, pussy slaps, messy sex, oral sex (r! receiving), mouth fucking w fingers (r! receiving), degradation…

old collab w/ @abbyscherry that got taken down. thanks again for this amazing work love!!❤️

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“yeah just like that baby, oh fuck. bounce on my cock.” your moans were filling your room, one of ellie’s hands on your ass, guiding you up and down on her strap, fucking you so deep you could feel it on your cervix. “so fucking good for me. taking my cock so good…”

you slammed your hips harder down against her own, making her groan as the back of the strap rubbed against her clit.

“that’s it. ride my dick. atta fucking girl…” you whimpered. the image was so dirty, ellie pointing at your pussy swallowing her strap hole with her phone, your white cream dripping down the length of her cock onto the base on a white ring. ellie could almost taste it on her tongue. taste you. maybe if you were a good girl for her she could clean you all up later. “she’s greedy huh? greediest fuckin’ pussy i’ve ever seen” you moaned, fucking yourself harder onto her, your thighs burning. you couldn’t stop. it felt so good…

“els” you whimpered softly, your weak arms wrapped around her neck, your nimble fingers sliding through her damp hair, tugging just enough to tear a grunt from her lips.

“come on baby speak up, what do you want? you want me to fuck you open for all of them to see?” her deep voice muttered against the skin of your neck, sucking a bruise that you’d proudly wear for everyone to see. her eyes latched onto your beautiful breasts, bouncing with every little jump you took on her cock.

“daddy—”

ellie couldn’t help but smirk, her auburn eyebrows curving.

“daddy, huh?” she chuckled, seeing your cheeks turn red. “that’s right baby, i’m your fucking daddy.” her hips thrusted upwards, making you let out the most wonderful moan she has ever heard as the tip of her cock reached your most sensitive spots. “what do y’all think? should daddy give it to her?” she asked to those who were watching her stream, smirking at the donations and money coming through saying that yes, she should totally fuck your brains out.

wordlessly, you’re nodding your head against hers, not even looking at the donations that endlessly flow, and your lips are pressing random kisses to her neck. The sounds of your small ‘yes yes yes’ chants echoing in her ears.

ellie chuckled. “y’all are too good to her. does she deserve it though? do you deserve it babygirl?” she asked, low, sultry. you could cum just by the sound of her voice.

“please daddy, i’ll be good. i’ll be a good girl.” you begged.

“course you will baby, look at you. fucked out and dumb on my cock already”

“want it. want all of it.” your pleading puppy eyes stared into her greenish ones, grinding yourself down with her cock deep inside of you, making your mind and vision dizzy. it felt so good. to feel her like this.

“yeah? you want it?” you nodded, your back arching as one of her hands came up to your chest to cup your right tit, thumb and index pinching your nipple. “then lay on your back for me, baby.” she slightly pushed you until you were falling on your back, whimpering when you felt her cock slide out of your aching and soaked pussy. you needed her back in. needed her deep. as deep as she could reach.

your eyes were wide but hooded, your body shivered as her fingers trailed down your stomach, across your hip bones and between your legs, where she aimed the phone closer, giving them a good view of your pussy. those hazel green eyes focused on the screen, mouth watering at the sight of her fingers so effortlessly peeling apart your folds, groaning out a soft “fuck” as she watches your hole clench around nothing, your slick dripping. “look at her, i told ya, so fuckin’ needy for more” she rasps out.

a scream rips your throat at the slap she gives to your cunt, making your back arch.

“she really needs it, huh?” next thing you felt? her cock gliding through your folds, teasing you, bumping against your clit. it was so fucking big and thick it always hurt to take it, but it hurt so good… you wanted her to break you over and over again after the first time she filled you up with it, begging her to go harder, to use you. and she had. so good.

you cried out. “that’s it baby. let them hear you.”

“please daddy, please…”

she clicked her tongue. “nuh-uh baby. don’t beg me. beg them.” she smirked, pointing the camera at your face. the chat went crazy at your fucked out expression and teary eyes.

you gulped, staring right into the camera. “please. fuck me please.” you whined, moaning when ellie’s hips thrusted against your cunt, the tip of her cock rubbing against your puffy throbbing clit.

“so fucking needy” she grits out, one hand gripping your hip, and the other still holding the phone somewhat still. “i might as well give it to her, don’t y’all think?” she smirked at the positive comments. and you let out a gasp when she slid in in a quick and harsh thrust, all the way to the base.

“fuck!” you screamed. “fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” you cried out as she started to slowly fuck you on her cock, her hips moving so swiftly.

“thaaats it. taking it so good. nice and deep baby.” you were a moaning mess. you were so full.

“ ‘s too big! too big!” you whimpered, feeling your walls squeezing the silicone. ellie groaned. she believed she could feel you, sucking her right in.

“too big baby? is my cock too big for your little pussy?” she inquired. “look at you, whining about it yet you’re milking me dry. fuck” the back of the strap was rubbing against her clit. “look so good taking it, honey. such a good girl for daddy.” you moaned. one of her hands took a grip of your leg, pushing it against your chest, her cock now reaching deeper, kissing your cervix. your eyes rolled back. she was in so deep.

“fuck me, daddy. harder.” you begged, and she groaned.

“fucking slut. can’t get enough of my cock, can you?” a harsh thrust had you screaming. “you want it baby? want me to break this pretty little pussy open on my dick?” you nodded. “words.” she spat, and your lips parted.

“yes! yes please, daddy.”

scoffing under her breath, she mutters out something along the lines of ‘just a dirty girl’ or ‘too dumb to think’ you weren’t exactly sure anymore, not with how good her cock felt— how good she felt. “look at you, fuckin’ taking my cock so well, shit” She chokes out, the hand she has on your leg, gripping harder. “made to take my fuckin’ cock”

“can’t! els s’too much, please” you wail, fingernails bluntly digging into her arm, leaving crescent moons in your wake.

“stop being a cry baby and fucking take it.” she grunted, pistoning inside you. the chat was going crazy at the sight of your pussy sucking in her cock, the silicone drenched in your juices. you were screaming at this point. “so fucking loud.” she groaned, stuffing two of her fingers down your throat. “there. you just needed something to keep that pretty little mouth of yours busy with, hm? come on darling, open up.” you followed, open up further for her and relaxing your throat, gagging when she pushed them even deeper. “thaats it. gag on my fingers, doll.” there was spit dribbling down your chin as she abused your mouth and cunt. you felt so full. your eyes welled up with tears, they flickered between her hazel green ones and the camera that was capturing the lewd image of your cunt swallowing her whole. “fuck. wanna fuck a baby into you, doll. wanna fill you up. wanna leave you dripping for a week with my cum.”

your cunt clenched around her cock, humming in agreement around her fingers at her obscene words. ellie simply chuckles at the way you continue to gag on her fingers, unable to say anything other than making gargled sounds of agreement. “course you’d want that, to be round with my kids, huh? feel my cum filling your pussy, hm?”

the thought of it alone had you whimpering around her fingers, tears rolled uncontrollably down your already tear stained cheeks as you nodded your head as quick as lightening. “yeah, i’ll make you a mama— fuck. you’ll make the prettiest mama, all swollen with my kids. maybe i’ll fuck two into you, hm? would you like that baby? give me twins? make me a daddy?”

all you could really do was nod pathetically. “answer me.” she grunted, pulling her fingers out of your mouth, making you whimper. you missed them.

“yes, yes, please yes…”

“such a dirty little slut” you whined, your hips pushing against the harsh thrust that she gave you, seeking more.

“give it to me daddy. please give me your cum.” ellie moaned, fucking you harder. needier.

the wet squelches of your pussy taking her cock were filling the room along with your choked out moans. knowing that thousands of people were actually watching you right now as ellie fucked the conscience out of you had your cheeks glowing a beautiful crimson.

you could feel that well-known devastating warmth spreading on your stomach, feeling pressure on your spine. you started bucking your hips against hers, seeking for her to reach deeper. you looked desperate. like an animal in heat. maybe you were. so desperate to cum you were trembling. shaking under her hold. the pings of donations were deafening. “you hear that baby? hear how much they want you? but you’re mine, aren’t you? fucking mine.” you nodded. “say it.”

“i’m yours. yours daddy, yours.” you slurred, feeling cock drunk. so close to cumming. your cunt was pulsing. she could almost feel it.

“you gonna cum, baby? gonna milk my cock, hm?” you moaned. “yeah that’s right. tight fucking pussy. my pussy. my fucking pussy.”

“wanna make you a daddy” you hiccup. “i’ll make you a daddy” that only makes her fuck you faster, harder, cutting off your moans with every thrust. “ellie, gonna… gonna cum!” you somehow managed to babble in between sobs and whimpers.

“yeah, fucking right.” she moaned, feeling her own high approaching by the way the back of the strap rubbed her swollen and throbbing clit. quickly removing her hand and grip on your leg, she places the same hand lightly around your throat, enjoying the way your eyes widen. “gonna give it to daddy, baby?” she chuckled, fingers twitching against your neck.

you nodded, using your own hand to put more pressure on hers. “more…”

the noise she made was somewhere between a breathless chuckle or grunt, you weren’t really sure but she inhaled sharply through her nose. “you really are fuckin’ dirty aren’t you?” she growled, fingers tightening around your neck just enough to have your lips parting and back arching. the lack of air in your lungs only turned you on even more. “c’mon pretty, give it to daddy like the good girl you are” she didn’t have to ask twice. before you know it moans were spilling from your lips as your walls choked her cock, pulsing and creaming all over the silicone as she fucked you through it, camera focused on the way your cum dribbled out of your hole. “good girl. good fucking girl.” she grunted, feeling her high approaching by just the sight alone. “fuck. gonna cum baby. gonna cum inside this tight little pussy. gonna fuck a baby into you. fuck, fuck, fuck!” she moaned. you begged for it. tears swelling in your eyes.

“inside daddy please, cum inside!” you whimpered, feeling her thrust one, two, three more sloppy times before she was grunting and cumming all over her strap.

“fuuuuuuck.” she groaned, fucking herself through it, using you like a little fuck toy. you moaned when she finally stilled, breathing ragged and hazel eyes glasses over in lust.

the pings of donations wouldn’t stop coming. fuck. she was gonna spoil the shit out of you after this.

and maybe she could start now.

“take the phone.” she ordered, handing you the it. your shaky hands took it, your vision turning white for a moment as she pulled out of you. you whimpered. feeling empty. you hoped she would fuck you again. even stay inside and let you cockwarm her.

you watched through the screen, the camera was focused on her exposed chest, perky little breasts making your mouth water. you wanted to suck on them. then, she slowly got onto her stomach and in between your legs, hazel eyes staring up at you and into the camera. you bit down onto your lip, spreading your legs wider for her, to what she hummed. she looked at your pussy. at your swollen and glistening pussy, and groaned. “so fucking wet…” you moaned when the feeling of warm spit pooled in between your folds. she was slowly dribbling onto your cunt. her hand found your pussy to spread the wetness around and expose your twitching hole just to spit on it. you whined, your hips bucking against her face, what made her chuckle. “eager, aren’t we?” and then her tongue was on you, and you were moaning, the phone tilting upwards as your grip staggered. she sucked on your clit and let go with a pop, her free hand coming up to straighten the camera for you. “keep it still or i’ll stop.” she threatened, and your eyes rolled back. there it was. that sultry voice of her that made you drip.

the hand that wasn’t holding onto the phone threads through her auburn hair, tugging just enough that she hums into your pussy, willingly letting you push her head closer. your breath shaky as you continue to watch her eagerly slurp and suck at your folds through the little cracked screen. “sweetest pussy i’ve ever tasted”

you were looking at the chat, reading the messages that the people posted as ellie slowly yet hungrily ate you out. you were biting on your lip, rocking your hips against her face, making her grunt. she looked at the camera, licking you up from hole to clit, sucking on it and making you moan. you knew she was doing it for you, to rile you up.

“fuck, ellie.” you sighed as she suckled on your clit, slurping up your slick and kissing your folds. “your fingers. your fingers please.” you pleaded. and she moaned, one of her fingers quickly finding your entrance and prodding against it, teasing you. “daddy, please.. i’ve been so good”

“you guys think she has? think she’s been good enough for daddy?” the comments filled the screen, the donations ringing. ellie grinned against your folds. she knew what that meant. “well then…” and suddenly she was pushing her middle finger in, making you gasp.

“fuck!” you cried out, your hips bucking against her face to push her deeper. she continued lapping at your pussy, looking at your expressions. she loved to se you fall apart under her tongue.

“yeah?” she inquired. she knew she was good. “that good, huh?” she teased, curling her finger against your g spot.

your fingers tangled tighter in her hair, nails scratching at her scalp. “so good daddy, always” you knew this only riled her up more, made her needier for you. she was thrusting against the sheets, rutting her puffy clit and soaked pussy against the back of her strap for some friction as she pushed in a second finger. you sighed. “yes, fuck. yes just like that.” she hummed as you cried out, feeling your second orgasm of the night approaching at great speed. “gonna cum again, oh fuck, gonna cum again!” you whimpered, and she went faster, sucked harder on your clit.

“i know, can feel it. pussy’s squeezing around my fingers, fuck” she groans hoarsely. “let daddy have it yeah? c’mon, please” she’s begging. groaning when your legs tighten around her head, keeping her caged in.

it’s happening before you can even ask her to cum, like you normally would. your fingers gripping her hair so tightly that she’s hissing, the movements of her tongue and fingers still fucking into you at a hard pace.

she devours you. eats you up. slurps on your cum and satiates herself. you always taste like fucking heaven.

both your worlds disconnect for a moment. you forget about the stream, and almost about breathing as you ride out your orgasm, thighs shaking at the sides of ellie’s face. and when you both come to your senses, you’re spent. and now thousands of dollars richer.

and maybe and just maybe, once the stream is over, you two fuck for hours on end. this time for yourselves, until you’re both passing out on each other’s arms and with cum in between your thighs.

“love you, els”

“i love you, baby”

-

a/n; hi babies, i’ve missed you so much! have a couple of works on drafts for you so you’ll be hearing from me soon :))

also ty so so so so much for the 9k followers i’m so happy i don’t deserve y’all😭❤️

[diremoone]

“make me (yours).” | r. sukuna

w — [ minors do not interact ] modern! AU, hints of sugar daddy vibes ;), older man/younger woman, age gap, everyone is above 20+ and legal age, male masturbation, Sukuna imagining seggs positions and shit like that, Sukuna is around 36 & Reader is around 22/23, tbh sukuna being a comfort character rn. jjk after 235? it’s non-canon lmao

a/n: this is the most I’ve ever written that’s sinful I’m not used to this (it’s been so damn long since i have written anything remotely sinful omfg) and it’s not even that much I’m so embarrassed y’all HELP— also part two depends on you guys and any ideas you want to send in through my ask box :3

part one | part two

[ first divider by @/benkeibear, the second by @/cafekitsune ]

♥️ Rich! Sukuna who meets you through his younger brother, who’s a few years older than you. You’ve been in Japan for a few years now, that much he knows, attending the same school his little brother got into. And now he’s determined to find out everything about you.

♥️ Rich! Sukuna who’s so fucking glad you can speak Japanese. He knows English, yes, but he prefers it when you speak his native tongue, because he fucking loves your accent and gets off on it. It’s exotic — you’re exotic — and he can’t help the temptation of wanting you and more.

♥️ Rich! Sukuna who knows to keep his smug smirk into himself when his little brother finally mans up and finally introduces you to him one day when he comes home to work on a project that you’re helping him with. And he knows that Yuuji knows about the look on his face. Because he knows his history with women. Yuuji knows he’s made a mistake introducing you to each other.

Or so he thinks.

Sukuna is thoroughly amused by you, although there are times where he becomes frustrated. You’re not an easy case to crack, and not easy to tease and rile up. Perhaps that’s the part of you that’s from accelerated maturity.

You’re smarter than the average person, even the people slightly above average. You’re intellectually and psychologically challenging and he very much likes it. It’s been a long time since he’s had the kind of stimulation you’ve brought him. Since his and Yuuji’s father passed away.

He watches from a distance as you and his brother go over notes and work and crack jokes that put a pretty smile on your face. He can’t hear your laughter from where he stands, but he’s positive it’s as lovely as your smile.

As for you, you know you’re being watched. You look to the tall man out of your peripheral vision and halt rolling your eyes.

“Your brother is never subtle, is he?”

Yuuji sighs heavily. “Never.”

♥️ Rich! Sukuna who hates the fact he can’t see you more often. So he digs and digs and then finds out about some old family debts and a couple things for medical expenses he can easily pay off to hold over your head, to use as a means to be something akin to a sugar daddy so he can order you around and see you whenever he wants to.

And it comes as no surprise to him when he mentions it the next time his brother brings you over for schoolwork that you’re startled by him finding out. He only mentions it after Yuuji has fallen asleep on the couch. You give him the wide-eyed expression of shock, probably wondering how he found out about it.

But unlike his expectations, you don’t ask how he knows. you don’t get embarrassed and try to hush it away with the option of using yourself as his favor. You shrug, going a little more into depth and detail about the financial struggle that’s been kept under wraps for several good years.

Sukuna himself is surprised in return, by both you and the way he sits down for you — to listen to you.

♥️ Rich! Sukuna, who finds out that even though you see him as super attractive, you’re not as swayed by his flirting and all of his advances like many women and young women your age are. Yes, you know he’s super fucking stupidly hot, and yes you’ve more than likely thought about certain things while in bed under the sheets, but you’ve got more important things to prioritize than hot men. Which he applauds you for just as much as he despises it. It makes him frustrated, because he’s attracted to you and wants you in his bed so bad; because it should be so fucking easy like it has been with other women. But you’re not the same, and while his lust is as prominent as ever in his older age, he also has the desire for something more than just a fling.

♥️ Rich! Sukuna who manages to get ahold of your schedule through his baby brother (who’s prepping for your broken heart) and asks you out, setting up a date for when he knows you’re free. He much enjoys the look on your face when he brings up the date he’s set, knowing you’re wondering about how he managed to nail the exact day you’re free for the day he’s set for the outing. He enjoys it even further when you quickly deduce how he knows about it.

Goddamn, he loves a sharp woman.

♥️ Rich! Sukuna, who orders you a dress to be made that’s a mix of beautiful deep crimson and black, one that shines but doesn’t shine too much to glare at people eyes. He drums his fingers against his desk in his home office as he sees the notification pop up on his phone that the item has been delivered.

But as usual, you surprise him. You don’t end up wearing the dress he’s made, but something completely different. You arrive to the restaurant he’s bought out for the night in a deep silver-gray tux, hair styled in a simple manner with minimal makeup that he knows you don’t need because he’s already seen and fallen for your natural looks anyway.

Sukuna hates you. He doesn’t, but he doesn’t know what the fuck to do with the feelings he has. You’re so much younger than him, but holy fuck has it been so long since he’s been given any sort of challenge or stimuli, especially from a woman. He both hates and is glad you’re not easy. And it only fuels his drive to get you to give yourself to him.

You drive him up a damn wall.

He’s been in the shower for at least forty minutes, alternating between hot and cold every five minutes. Forty minutes and the painful hard on he’s had all morning still hasn’t gone away.

Sukuna leans his head forward against the wall and cusses at himself. His hand isn’t enough, but there’s some relief as he starts leisurely pumping his shaft. He cusses and swears worse than a sailor as he starts off slow, imagination running wild (at what could be).

He wants you so fucking bad. He wants you on your knees in front of him; on the soft carpet because no way is he going to let his pretty woman have sore knees while taking his monstrous dick down her throat.

He wants to bury his face between your legs and make you cum so much and so hard you see fucking galaxies, then let you catch your breath just barely enough before he uses your juices as lubricant and permanently molds your pussy to the shape of his fat cock.

He wants your legs over his shoulders as you throw your head back and moan as he fucks your better than anyone ever has and ever will. He wants to see a white ring around his cock as he pumps himself in and out of you like he’s a starved man. And that he is. For you, anyway.

Sukuna just knows your pussy is so fucking warm. He’ll bet his dick that you’ll have the tightest pussy he’s ever going to have. The best he’s ever going to have.

His hand pumps his shaft faster and faster, gripping it harder as he nears climax. His massive cock aches painfully, desperate to cum. Fucking hell… He wants you so bad, underneath him, or on your knees, calling him by whatever pet name or name from whatever kink you might have.

Forbid everything if you call him ‘Daddy’ or ‘Master’. Game fucking over.

He doesn’t even care if you have those kinds kinks or not. He just wants the pretty girl that’s done more than caught his attention under him as he makes her feel pleasure that only he can provide.

But the selfish part of him can’t help but hear you call out those names in his head. And that’s what does it.

Sukuna’s thighs and back muscles flex almost painfully as his balls draw up and cums. He tosses his head back, the feeling of his load spurting from the tip making him groan in pleasure. He cums so hard he feels like he’s about to keel over.

“Fuck yeah…” he pants, oxygen finally catching up to his lungs’ need.

But now he’s disappointed and just a little pissed off. Because the cum on the wall shouldn’t be there. It should be on or in you. And he doesn’t like that.

And as he rewashes himself, his jaw clenches, can’t help but thinking determinedly he’s going to change things between the two of you.

Come hell or high fucking water.

♥️ Rich! Sukuna who’s finally shifted the relationship to being something else. Although you can’t tell what it is. The first date he takes you on is to break the ice, getting to know you better as a person. It’s also to see if you’d fuck him, but he knows you’ve got stronger convictions than the women he’s used to.

He takes you on a second date, this time in more casual clothes on a drive to a house he’s set up to have dinner and stargaze at.

He gets to tell you he’s paid off your family’s old debts now, relieved them of the medical bills and taxes that haven’t been paid yet. But it backfires, and now he’s left to make you understand that it wasn’t to make you feel beholden to him in any manner, like owing debt to the mafia.

♥️ Rich! Sukuna needs you to understand that despite how much he wants to fuck you, it’s more than just because he finds you attractive and wants to satisfy his dick. He wants you to know you’re not temporary; he doesn’t see you as a quick fix to his primal needs.

Not at all.

You’re the long term fix to his primal needs. And perhaps the only one he’s going to need ever again. And once the expression of understanding crosses your face, he goes to cradle the back of your head and hungrily slots his lips on yours. He may not get to take all your clothes off right now, but he’s happy with his results tonight.

Besides, he knows he’ll get you into his bed with a shiny diamond ring on your left hand eventually.

wheeeew im gonna go take a cold bath

@vagabond-umlaut here’s ur man babe pls enjoy.

& everyone pls feel free to send in more ideas for this series if you want im having fun with this lmao

[ourflagmeansgayrights]

so part of me wants to blame this entirely on wbd, right? bloys said he was cool with the show getting shopped around, so assuming he was telling the truth (not that im abt to start blindly trusting anything a CEO says lol), that means it’s not an hbo problem. and we already know wbd has an awful track record with refusing to sell their properties—altho unlike coyote v acme, s3 of ofmd isn’t a completed work and therefore there isn’t the same tax writeoff incentive to bury the thing. i just can’t see any reason to hold on to ofmd except for worrying about image, bc it would be embarrassing if they let this show go with such a devoted fanbase and recognizable celebrities and it went somewhere else and did really well (which it would undoubtedly do really well, we’ve long since proven that). it feels kinda tinfoil hat of me to making assumptions abt what’s going on in wbd behind the scenes, but i also feel like there are hints that i’m onto something w my suspicions: suddenly cracking down on fan merch on etsy doesn’t seem like something a studio looking to sell their property would bother with, and we know someone was paying to track the viewing stats on ofmd’s bbc airing, which isn’t finished yet, so i’d expect whoever is monitoring that to not make a decision abt buying ofmd until the s2 finale dropped.

but also i think part of me just wants there to be a clear villain in the situation. it’s kinda comforting to have a face to blame, a clear target to shake my fist at. but the truth is that the entire streaming industry is in the shitter. streaming is not pulling in the kind of profit that investors were promised, and we’re seeing the bubble that was propped up w investor money finally start to pop. studios aren’t leaving much room in their budgets for acquiring new properties, and they’re whittling down what they already have. especially w the strikes last year, they’re all penny pinching like hell. and that’s much a much harder thing to rage against than just one studio or one CEO being shitty. that’s disheartening in a way that’s much bigger and more frightening than if there was just one guy to blame.

my guess is that the truth of the situation is probably somewhere in the middle. wbd is following the same shitty pattern they’ve been following since the merger, and it’s just a hard time for anyone trying to get their story picked up by any studio. ofmd is just one of many shows that are unlucky enough to exist at this very unstable time for the tv/streaming industry.

when i think abt it that way, tho, i’m struck by how lucky we are that ofmd even got to exist at all. if the wbd merger had happened a year earlier, or if djenks and tw tried to pitch this show a year later, there’s no way this show would’ve been made. s1 was given the runtime and the creative freedom needed to tell the story the way the showrunners wanted to, and the final product benefited from it so much that it became a huge hit from sheer gay word of mouth. and for all the imperfections with s2—the shorter episode order, the hard 30 minute per episode limit, the last-minute script changes, the finale a butchered mess of the intended creative vision—the team behind ofmd managed to tell a beautiful story despite the uphill battle they undoubtedly were up against. they ended the season with the main characters in a happy place. ed and stede are together, and our last shot of ed isn’t of him sobbing uncontrollably (like i rlly can’t stress enough how much i would have never been able to acknowledge the existence of this show again if s1 was all we got)

like. y’all. we were this close to a world where ofmd never got to exist. for me, at least, the pain of an undue cancellation is worth getting to have this story at all. so rather than taking my comfort in the form of righteous anger at david zaslav or at wbd or at the entire streaming industry as a whole, i’m trying to focus on how lucky i am to get to have the show in the first place.

bc really, even as i’m reeling in grief to know this is the end of the road for ofmd, a part of me still can’t quite wrap my head around that this show is real. a queer romcom about middle-aged men, a rejection of washboard abs and facetuned beauty standards, a masterful deconstruction and criticism of toxic masculinity, well-written female characters who get to shine despite being in a show that is primarily about manhood and masculinity, diverse characters whose stories never center around oppression and bigotry, a casually nonbinary character, violent revenge fantasies against oppressors that are cathartic but at the same time are not what brings the characters healing and joy, a queer found family, a strong theme of anti colonialism throughout the entire show. a diverse writers room that got to use their perspectives and experiences to inform the story. the fact that above all else, this show is about the love story between ed and stede, which means the character arcs, the thoughts, the feelings, the motivations, the backstories, and everything else that make up the characters of ed and stede are given the most focus and the most care.

bc there rlly aren’t a lot of shows where a character like stede—a flamboyant and overtly gay middle-aged man who abandoned his family to live his life authentically—gets to be the main character of a romcom, gets to be the hero who the show is rooting for.

and god, there definitely aren’t a lot of shows where a character like ed—a queer indigenous man who is famous, successful, hyper-competent, who feels trapped by rigid standards of toxic hypermasculinity, who yearns for softness and gentleness and genuine interpersonal connection and vulnerability, whose mental health struggles and suicidal intentions are given such a huge degree of attention and delicate care in their depiction, who messes up and hurts people when he’s in pain but who the show is still endlessly sympathetic towards—gets to exist at all, much less as the romantic lead and the second protagonist of the show.

so fuck the studios, fuck capitalism, fuck everything that brought the show to an end before the story was told all the way through. because the forces that are keeping s3 from being made are the same forces that would’ve seen the entire show canceled before it even began. s3 is canceled, and s2 suffered from studio meddling, but we still won. we got to have this show. we got to have these characters. there’s been so much working against this show from the very beginning but here we are, two years later, lives changed bc despite all odds, ofmd exists. they can’t take that away from us. they can’t make us stop talking abt or stop caring abt this show. i’m gonna be a fan of this show til the day i die, and the studios hate that. they hate that we care about things that don’t fit into their business strategy, they hate that not everyone will blindly consume endless IP reboots and spin-offs and cheap reality tv.

anyway i dont rlly have a neat way to end this post. sorta just rambling abt my feelings. idk, i know this sucks but im not rlly feeling like wallowing in it. i think my gratitude for the show is outweighing my grief and anger, at least for right now. most important thing tho is im not going anywhere. and my love for this show is certainly not fucking going anywhere.

[spideycatt]

Cat and Mouse || 42!M.M x BlackFem!R

some teacher x teacher luvvvv

Synopsis:

In which your students try to figure out if their favorite teachers have something going on

Word count: 1.1k

Part 2!!

Now playing: Cat and Mouse // Black Swan, Melt // Kehlani, Childs play // Drake

Warnings: Some cursing, BLACK reader, Miles and R are married and have a child!!!, nun else this is nice n soft

Not rlly warnings: Reader is called Moss by miles, use of “Ms. Y/n” by students, Reader and Miles are young teachers at Visions (Miles teaches physics/ general science, Reader teaches art), kind of 3+1 things

I.

The school bell rang loudly, signaling lunch time was over.

“Alright, Moss. I’m out,” He spoke making his way to the door and pausing to turn to you. “You still down for Chinese for dinner?”

You look up, giving him a small smile. “Yea, I’ll see you later?”

Miles nodded with a smile of his own, walking out the door and immediately scolding some students.

“Aye! Stop eating each others faces and let’s go.”

You shake your head chuckling, bringing your own class into your room.

“Alright guys who should we listen to now.. I’m feeling some SZA, what y’all think?” You asked your class, opening the windows to let some natural light in.

Everyone settled back into their work pretty quickly, enjoying the calming melody of the music moving around the room. You were about to get back into grading before spotting one of your students looking at you like they had a burning question to ask.

“Wassup?” You snap them out of their daze, making them laugh nervously.

“O-oh! Its nothing Ms. y/n…” They rush out, looking down at their canvas.

“Nuh-uh c’mon say whats on your mind.”

They swallowed thickly.

“I… I was just wondering if you and Mr.Morales hung out often, uhm.. for some reason.”

“And what makes you think that?” You asked surprised, this was truly out of nowhere.

Another student spoke up, not as shy as the first. “Well I did hear him ask if you guys were eating together for dinner, are you guys dating?”

“Yea! And you guys eat lunch together all the time!” Someone else shouted, more kids joining in on this mini-interrogation.

You laugh at that, huffing out as your sat down at your desk.

“Man y’all some nosy ass kids…”

“Is that a yes, Ms. y/n?” They retorted, making everyones eyes light up in anticipation.

“No. It’s not,” You gave them a pointed look.

Groans filled the class as everyone got back to their projects with no more questions.

II.

Couple weeks later, your students start to get skeptical again.

It was winter now, snowfall heavy and merciless, making everyone miserably cold. And man did you hate the cold. You seemed to have lost your sweater somewhere, walking around to surveillance your class while hugging yourself. You were going to thug it out, but decided freezing to death right before winter break wasn’t worth it.

“Guys I’ll be right back.” You spoke to your class, stepping out and going next door, Miles’ classroom. You open the door shivering, catching the attention of everyone in the room.

“Sorry to interrupt!! Really I am,” you ramble, walking to Miles’ desk, ignoring all the kids staring at you. “Bab- erm, Miles- ugh-“ you stumble over your words, why was it so much colder in here than in your room?

“Wassup, Moss?” He looked up at your shaking form, before telling the kids to get back to work. Of course, they didn’t listen.

“C-cold…”

He tsked at you. “Why are you always so forgetful,” He muttered, stripping himself of his jacket to place it on your shaking frame. “I’ll get you new one later ok?” He placed his hand on your waist, guiding you out the door.

You step back into your class, already starting to feel warmer.

—

“Aye, Mr. Morales?” Someone called out.

“Hm?”

“Why do you call Ms. y/n, Moss?”

He froze at that, not knowing how to answer at first, since the origin of the nickname wasn’t exactly school-appropriate. He just decided to go with the simple version.

“Nickname from when we went to college.”

But he didn’t expect the class to go crazy. They bombarded him with questions, one after the next about his college life.

“How long have you guys known each other?”

“What was Ms. y/n like in college?”

“Was college fun?”

“Wait that was only a couple years ago right?”

“Why does she get to wear your jacket?”

“Girl that man don’t want your childish ass…”

“Are y’all datingg?~”

He sighed and smiled at his class’ antics, letting them get their questions out. They quiet down as quickly as they started getting loud, looking at their teacher expectantly.

“Why y’all thought I was gonna answer any of those, I don’t know.” He shrugged, ignoring the class’ second uproar.

“Aht aht, none of that. I want those work sheets in my hand by the end of class c’mon.”

III.

“If you don’t get your big headed as- self out my classroom..” You rubbed a hand over your face, trying to hide your smile.

It was now spring, humidity through the roof as the leaves start growing on trees again.

“Nah, I don’t think I will. The kids love me. Right?”

He smirks as the kids agree with him.

Of course he wants to bother you during his free period.

“Anyone wanna hear some embarrassing college stories about Mrs. y/n?” He asked the class, earning more cheers.

He spent the class conversing with the kids and pestering you, but not to the point where you were actually mad at him.

“Mr. Morales, it’s almost time to go, get ya butt out my class.” You try again, earning fake cries from the class.

“Mhmm you lucky someone calling me right now. Bye yall!” He chuckled, taking his leave.

A student notice something falling out his pocket as he took his phone out, standing up to get it. Huh, a polaroid.

“Uh, Miss? Mr. Morales dropped this,” She said, inspecting it before handing it to you. “Who’s that?” She continued, pointed at the lady next to Miles with her face covered.

You raise your eyebrow at her, smiling. “Why, got a crush on ‘im?”

A ring of ‘oooo’s erupt from the rest of the class.

“W-what?! No! She just, actually…” The girl pauses, looking at the picture even closer. “She kind of looks like you…”

A second round of ‘oooo’s.

“You’re severely mistaken, everyone start packing up. I’m ready to go.”

+ I.

It was a little later in the school-year, today being take your child to work day.

You leave the teacher’s lounge with your daughter Meadow in hand. The kids’ lunchtime ended a few minutes prior, so they should be outside the classroom by now.

You make your way to your class, letting everyone coo over Meadow before Miles’ door opens up. He walks out, dapping up some of his students who are passing by, looking over the crowd of students surrounding you.

You smooth out Meadow’s dress, answering a student’s question before your daughter screeches out a cute “Papà!”

The students surrounding you gasp, looking to where she was reaching out to.

Meadow climbed down your arms and scurried through the legs of all the teenagers as they watched her. Jaws dropping as she clings to Miles’ legs excitedly. He smiled at Meadow, picking her up and kissing her forehead.

“Hey my lil’ princess, get tired of Mommy yet?”

“WHAT?!?”

kkuet.

[Lowkey wanna do a p2. backstory typa thing. Idk how i feel about this one tho so lmk!!!]

[cultofdixon]

That’s okay, I’m here

Daryl Dixon • She/Her Pronouns • Established Relationship • Even when the others put the blame on her, you were always so kind. Loving. Caring. Exactly what Lydia needed, especially when she was at her lowest • ANGST/SFW/NSFW • TW: Past Abuse / Injuries / Scars / Canon Violence / Mentions of Pregnancy / PTSD

Requested by: Anon

“Gotta eat something before we go” Y/N smiles setting a plate for Lydia down before sitting across from her at the picnic tables.

Lydia started to pick at her food while the rest of the Kingdom packed up ready to go. Her guilt started to get to her all over again, and flashes of the pikes blocked her vision for a moment.

“Hey”

The poor girl looks up seeing Y/N’s concerned expression as she extended her hand for her to take. But Lydia was hesitant at first before gently taking it.

“It’s going to be okay, you’re going to like Alexandria.”

“What if—-“

“No.” Y/N sudden with her interruption made the negative thoughts fade instantly. “You’ll be safe and if anybody tries to mess with you, they are going to have to get through me.”

Why is she so protective of me… Lydia frowns releasing her hand so that she could finish the food that was given to her.

“Y’all ready?” Daryl approaches the two once h finished helping Carol get her and Ezekiel’s belongings on one of the wagons. “Think we’ll beat most of the storm but as long as we get our people where we need to go, it’s all good.”

“We’re finishing up.” Y/N smiles up at Daryl before rising from the picnic table. “I’m gonna grab my coat for Lydia. Then we’ll head out” she continues to smile as she left to get such leaving the two alone for a moment.

“Is she always so optimistic?”

Daryl felt a bit of a smile creep up on his lips as he held the strap to his crossbow tightly.

“No”

The group started to make their way to Hilltop, their first stop, through the storm that was calm for a start. Carol kept close to Daryl the entire trip as she watches Y/N stick with Lydia making sure she was okay this entire ride. Even when some of the residents they walk with were being rude.

“Why are we letting her in our group?” Alden frowns gripping the leads to his horse. “It’s her fault. Should leave her to the undead”

“Alden” Y/N glares at the man moving Lydia to the other side of her. “Stop it”

“What. I’m just—-“ Alden was suddenly bucked off his horse making the group stop a second to collect themselves.

Lydia frowns stepping away from the commotion as she looks at Y/N confused on what just happened. Alden unfortunately picked Y/N’s horse to take. A horse that is trained in reading. Making it stand up. Hence why he fell.

“Don’t listen to him, okay?”

“It’s hard to ignore when everyone is like that…”

“Takes time, kid” Daryl chimes in checking her person before helping them get back on track.

The mourning mother watches how protective her close friends were to this traitor that got a lot of their own killed. Her son’s head on that pile will forever haunt her and she won’t ever know, when she’ll stop blaming the girl.

When they reached a certain moment in the trip back that lead to Lydia straying from everyone. No one spoke up if they saw such happen or even when Carol decided to follow her. The second her disappearance was caught on by Y/N she started to panic.

“Someone could’ve killed her D”

“Don’t jump to that conclusion so fast”

“Well I’m sorry! I’m sorry that I care! That I care about the poor girl not only getting attacked by one of our own, but by her abusive fucking mother who believes in physical punishment. It’s not just our goddamn own that I’m worried about” Y/N snaps through blurred vision caused by her tears feeling herself get pulled into Daryl’s embrace squeezing her to calm her before this gets worse for her.

“We’ll find her. I promise, alright?” Daryl reassures her the best he could.

Thankfully, Carol brought Lydia back. Y/N felt a wave of relief when Lydia came back to the group as she didn’t hesitate to hug the girl feeling her return the hug along with a few tears breaching.

“I’ve gotcha, kid” Y/N reassures, rubbing circles on her back to soothe her.

As the two reunited, Daryl turned to Carol seeing the confusion linger on her expression as he was going to ask what’s wrong but she had other matters to address.

“Can I stay with you?”

“What about Ezekiel?”

“Daryl…”

“You’re more than welcome to, yknow that. Just when are yea gonna talk about—-“

“Not now” Carol interrupts Daryl and physically leaves the conversation to get the group moving once more.

Finally returning home lead to some wholeheartedness that was much needed after the heart breaking days…

“Mom!” Judith came running toward Michonne with the biggest smile on her face as her mother met her halfway hugging her tightly.

The warmth Lydia felt by watching the little ones meet with their parents like it’s been ages. She suddenly flinches when a snowball was thrown right at her, making her look at the culprit for tossing it which happened to be a little girl that looked to be around four years old. Her piercing blue eyes stared right at her making Lydia feel a bit anxious until she rolled up another ball and tossed it at her. That lead to Lydia finally doing the same and tossing at the small child that bursts out in giggles before going to get others with snowballs.

The snowball fight brought much needed happiness and the sounds of laughter from the children made a few of them forget temporarily about what happened.

As Lydia was pelted by a few more snowballs, she spotted the same child that first hit her run straight for Daryl and without a second thought he picked her up. She’s never seen him smile that much before and it clicked to her.

“Daryl has a daughter?” Lydia questions Y/N as she couldn’t help the laugh that escapes her.

“Yes, yes he does” She smiles making her way to the two as Lydia was even more surprised seeing the little one reach for Y/N and be moved into her embrace.

Y/N returns to Lydia with the little one in her arms and the archer trailing behind her.

“Robin, this is Lydia. She’ll be living with us”

The little one Robin looks at Lydia with those piercing blue eyes once more, the same pair she shares with Daryl before giving her a questioning look.

“Do you like bunnies?”

“Yes?” Lydia was afraid that answer was wrong when Robin whipped her head toward Daryl, but she had nothing to worry about.

“See! You gotta stop killing bunnies, bozo!”

Daryl rolls his eyes taking Robin from Y/N’s embrace and carrying the little one like she was luggage as she started to squirm and giggle like crazy.

“She looks so much like Daryl…”

“Which pisses me off given I carried that girl for nine months” Y/N laughs slightly. “Ready to go home?”

Home? Lydia nods following Y/N to the house as she couldn’t remember the last time she stayed in one. Even her childhood one growing up before all hell broke loose.

“I’ll get your room and Carol’s set up, relax while I go do such” Y/N smiles squeezing her shoulder before heading upstairs leaving Lydia to hesitantly enter the living room where Carol held Robin in her lap as she shows her aunt the drawings she’s made.

Daryl watches her shoulders tense as it was for Carol’s glaring in her direction. He sighs petting Dog when he brought his head to rest on his knee, knowing part of him was upset. Robin watches the two as she got up from her aunt’s lap setting her drawings down on the coffee table before going upstairs to grab something from her room.

“She has too much energy for me” Carol laughs softly receiving a small smile from Daryl in response as he got up to go check on his girl to see what’s taking her too long. “I’m not going to bite. You can sit” she suddenly tells Lydia the second the archer left the room as she took Daryl’s seat hesitantly.

Which resulted in Dog returning his head on now Lydia’s knee waiting for the much needed head pats that she provided. He should be a therapy dog. Because that made her relax finally.

Daryl reached the second floor finding Y/N holding their daughter as Robin was whispering something to her before stopping when he reached her line of sight.

“You okay bunny?” Daryl frowns seeing her upset look as Robin tugged at Y/N’s shirt to be let down and instead of going to him she ran right into her room. “Y/N did I—“

“No, it has nothing to do with you.” Y/N states about to check on their little one when she came running out with one of her studies and right into the spare room for Lydia. “Think she’s okay?”

“Robin?”

“Carol”

“No, I don’t.” Daryl frowns leaning against the stair railing. “I don’t know how we’ll talk about it.”

“It’ll take time, hun” Y/N approaches her husband bringing her arms around him as he straightens up to hold her properly. “When she’s ready, she’ll talk about it”

The archer sighs to such worried for his best friend but Y/N was right. He couldn’t really do much until she was ready to talk about such. But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t check up on her.

The first few nights were uncomfortable. Getting used to a new environment and Carol trying to wrap her head around how easy it was for Y/N to let Lydia in. The ones on the pikes meant to more than just those who stumbled across it…

Y/N woke to tiny hands touching her face as she instantly checks the window to see it was still dark. She reaches for the lantern on the nightstand turning it on knowing that would stir the man beside her but given it was Robin that wanted her attention, Daryl would’ve wanted to be awake for her.

“What’s wrong love?” Y/N frowns rubbing the sleep from her eyes as Robin squeezes the bunny plush she had.

“Lydia’s crying, mommy…” The worry in her tone instantly struck Y/N as she slowly gets up from the bed. Y/N picks up Robin placing her in her spot in the bed before going to check on Lydia.

“I’ll take care of it, get some sleep love”

Robin frowns from her new spot as Daryl brought himself to sit up in the bed bringing himself against the headboard before letting his daughter snuggle up in his embrace resting against his chest. Dog instantly jumping and bringing himself as close as possible.

Lydia quickly wiped away the tears when she watches the door be pushed open seeing Y/N in her boots with her jacket on and another held in her hands.

“Come on, let’s take a walk”

The poor girl was even more confused but trusted Y/N enough to go do such. She even let Dog come with them once he heard the front door open. Winter was finally leaving and the snow was melting as it was nice enough not to wear multiple layers but still a jacket would be nice. Lydia waited and waited for Y/N to talk or anything but they just walked most of Alexandria.

Right as they started to head back to their residence ending up back on the main street, Lydia stops Y/N.

“Why?”

“Why what?”

“Why are you being so nice to me? After everything…everything I’ve done”

“Their deaths weren’t your fault. It was Alpha—“

“My mother! My mother killed them…killed Henry. You guys should’ve just given me back”

“And let her hurt you? Use you? And for what? Tell me what she would’ve used you for that benefits you.” Y/N frowns as there’s no answer to such. She knows that. “You matter too, Lydia. Your life matters and we—-Henry—-helped you get out of that situation.”

“Why do you care so much…I’m not worth the trouble, Y/N…”

“Yes. Yes you are. I will tell you every day for the rest of your life if I have to. That your life matters. Your feelings matter. And you didn’t deserve to be in that situation…” Y/N watches the tears spill from Lydia’s eyes as she carefully wipes them away. “As much as it is the apocalypse and nothing is the old normal anymore, you deserve a normal life just like the rest of us. I’m not letting Alpha ever lay a hand on you ever again.” She brought Lydia instantly into her arms holding her for however long she wanted and to be frank, the comfort she was receiving—-Lydia didn’t want to let go ever.

“You understand don’t you…”

“All too well, hun”

Once spring came around, Alexandria started the gardening process along with Aaron developing the training camp he’s planning to commence the second summer comes. For now they were simply doing routine. Building back up and trading with the remaining communities.

“Do you even understand this?” Lydia frowns reading the same thing Robin was as she shrugs.

“Daddy can barely read it”

“Hey” Daryl scoffs playfully crossing his arms as Robin couldn’t help the mischievous smile but it got Lydia to laugh. “I can read it. Don’t be rude now”

“I’ve got mama’s smarts” Robin smiles kicking her feet on the bar stool as Daryl sets down the water for her.

“Ain’t denying that for sure” Daryl chuckles along with Lydia as she went back to reading when Y/N finally came out of their bedroom after packing. “You really wanna go alone? I can with yea. Rosita can come check on the girls every now and then”

“She just had a baby, plus Carol is in the house. But yes…I’m fine going on the run alone. Have to drop something off anyway”

“Did she leave a letter last time?”

“No but it’s worth a shot at least from my end” Y/N and Daryl were referring to the exchanging of letters with Maggie since she’s left Hilltop with her son for some time now.

“I’ll go with you”

The two turn to the stairs finding Carol is packed and ready. Clearly she listened to the two talk last night about the run, Y/N was heading on.

“Carol we’ve got shit to do here”

“Swear jar!” Robin yells from her seat watching Daryl take out a coin from his pocket handing it to her.

“You have Lydia and everyone else. I can go with Y/N on this run” Carol states firmly as Y/N tended to such and even more so when she turned to her. “Right?”

“Sure, I’m leavin’ now”

“Great. I’ll meet you outside” Carol steps out and Y/N gave Daryl a concerning look as she grabs his vest carefully.

“If I don’t come back in a week, she would’ve murdered me”

“Mmm. Well that’s too bad then” Daryl smiles getting smacked in the chest as Lydia turns to Robin seeing her not phased expression. She’s their kid. She’s used to the antics.

“Seriously though?”

“You know I’m comin’ after yea regardless if you don’t come back in a week” Daryl gives a quick kiss to his girl before letting go so that she could give Lydia a hug and Robin a kiss on top of her head.

Once she left, Lydia gave Daryl a concerned look as she still didn’t know Carol that well but she didn’t have a good feeling.

“Y/N is tough. She can handle Carol if she gives her trouble. But she also cares to much and would let Carol speak her mind of everythin’”

“Even if it hurts her?” Lydia frowns as Robin quickly turns to her dad with the same worried look she shares with her mother. Daryl frowns not knowing what to say to such.

Even if it was yes.

“What are we looking for?”

“More baby stuff for Coco. Some clothes for the new arrivals from the Kingdom and the usual. Cans. Containers. Weapons. Etcetera.” Y/N continues to lead the way after they had gotten out of her truck. “Even check snares in a few places that I’ve set up”

“Daryl didn’t?”

“Well, I know how to set them up and during those times he was searching for something important so I took up that job”

“Mm. He’s probably proud huh? Back at the prison when you cut your hand open setting up a trap, he swore not to let you do it anymore” Carol laughs slightly, picking up the pace to walk beside her friend.

“Eh never said I was good at setting them up. They get placed eventually. After a few mishaps”

The traps were first before checking a warehouse they manage to find on the drive. Carol kept her composure the entirety of the run but when all they talked about was what they were doing, how Robin is, and everything else that falls under the category of “don’t talk about the pike moment and how it happened”…she was starting to get fed up.

Reality was that Y/N didn’t care if she came or not. She was going alone originally with a task at hand, routine stuff. She expected normalcy and not to talk about such unless Carol really needed to do so.

But instead of trying to find some ease in what happened, Carol went for the throat.

“Can you enlighten me on something?”

Y/N looks up from the squirrel she was skinning and nods to Carol. Even if she knew this wasn’t going to go well.

“How can you let her in so easily?”

“Lydia?”

“Who else would I be talking about?”

“She doesn’t deserve this treatment from you or the others who are just as angry. And my actions are only to protect her and remind her that what happened to her, doesn’t define her”

“What happened to her?” Carol scoffs rising to her feet. “What did happen to her? That tops her existence in our communities that lead to her mother taking the lives of plenty and my SON.” She snaps which lead to Y/N skinning more than the rabbit in her hand as she tosses the naked vermin on the rack for their fire leaving the fur in her lap while she assessed her hand. “Why are you ignoring—-“

“I’m not ignoring! What happened, happened. You have no idea how much I wish that something could’ve changed that outcome—“

“I—-“

“Without giving Lydia back to her mother” Y/N suddenly hissed to the pain from the gash in her hand and instead of helping her, Carol continued to glare at her friend while she reached for her pack. “She deserves to feel safe in this hellish world”

“You shouldn’t care so much…because please, trying to save this girl from her abusive mother won’t make up for no one saving you from yours”

That flipped the switch in her mind that not only made her want to lash out for the words one of her closest friends had said to her, but to also shut down. Clearly. One took over the other.

“Go home”

“What?”

“Take the truck, with what we’ve got and go home.”

“Y/N. No I’m not—-“

“Just. Go. Before I do or say something I’ll regret” her tone was more stern this time compared to the other things she has said. Carol was smart this time to do what was suggested.

________

Daryl frowns from his spot on the bottom bunk watching Y/N get dressed, which he’s done so many times but he didn’t notice the cigarette burn scars on her right shoulder.

“Who gave you those”

Y/N tensed instantly finding it difficult to put her shirt on as she balled it up in her hands.

“My mom” Y/N frowns staring at her feet. “It’s not the only ones. They’re just…not cigarette burns…”

“…You don’t have to tell me if you’re not comfortable”

“You showed me yours…”

“Doesn’t mean you have to as well” Daryl rises from his seat wrapping his arms around her bringing her close. “Just know they don’t define you, shows that you survived…a smart sexy lady told me that once” he couldn’t help his smile listening to her softly laugh to such. Knowing she told him that.

“I’ll tell you one day”

“In the mean time…I’m gonna continue loving on my woman” He states kissing her shoulder then her neck and cheek making her smile return.

________

When Y/N’s truck returned to Alexandria with no Y/N, Carol watches her daughter’s happiness face when her mother didn’t exit from the vehicle.

“She’s safe and will be back soon” Carol knelt down to the child’s level as Robin reached for who was beside her, in this case Michonne.

“Why did you leave her?” Lydia becoming a bit more bold when talking to Carol.

“She told me to come back—-“

“So?” Lydia frowns crossing her arms. “You don’t have to like me or care about me…but you don’t have to punish Y/N for doing so…she’s still your family”

Damn girl Carol frowns watching Daryl approach the crowd as she straightens up about to tell him exactly what happened but instead when there was no sign of Y/N—he turned around to get his bike and head out without any word from her.

“Let’s go inside, Robin. Your mama will be back soon” Michonne reassures the small child as Robin latched onto her leg trying not to cry.

It was night, and the archer started to worry that Y/N may have crossed the enemy line. Not that that would stop him from saving her. He knew she can handle herself if anything were to happen but something did and she’s not home. She normally comes home. His worry started to blind his actions as he didn’t bother hiding his bike well enough to follow the skid marks left by her truck.

Daryl hesitantly enters the warehouse they were holding up in and finding the fire still lit in the center of the facility. His whole body relaxes finding Y/N still sitting by such, but with tears in her eyes.

“Love…”

Y/N looks up from the fire seeing her husband approaching her with the worry radiating from him causing the tears to spill more.

“She didn’t hurt me”

“She did. Just not phys—-“ Daryl stops seeing the bandage on her hand. “Did she—“

“No. I was skimming the rabbit and just. Lost my train of thought” Y/N frowns wiping away her on-going tears making her sigh. “Motherfucker…”

“What did she say to you” Daryl frowns sitting beside her and keeping his attention on her while she kept hers away to avoid crying even more. “Y/N…”

“No one deserves a mother like Alpha. I had a mother like her and I had no one. So yeah…maybe that influenced why I want to protect Lydia with my life. But using my trauma to hurt me? To make me feel guilty for what I decided? Tell me why that’s the only thing that stayed the same from the old world” She bites down on the inside of her cheek trying really hard to stop the tears. “Using people’s trauma against them”

The archer brought himself closer taking her injured hand into his being careful with holding. But the gesture lead her to rest her head against his shoulder. “A lot of our people are heartbroken by what happened, but that doesn’t justify what Carol did.” He kisses the top of her head feeling her relax against him and the tears slow. “You’re stronger than most not to lash back”

“I wish it would be easier…”

“What, love?”

“To talk…fall apart…everything”

“It’s easier when you’re not alone” Daryl rests his head on top of hers. “I’m right here”

It took a minute for Y/N to let it all go, that’s something she shares with Daryl. They do their best to stay put together for those around them but keeping it all together for so long will one day unravel. At least they have the other that understands.

When returning to Alexandria, Lydia woke the sleeping Robin from her spot right beside her on the couch as she slides off running tiredly to Y/N’s open arms. She held her baby until Robin fell asleep comfortable in her embrace adjusting to bring her attention to Lydia approaching the three.

“Are you okay?” Lydia frowns watching Y/N nod as she rubs circles on her little one’s back.

“Are you?”

“No…”

“That’s okay, I’m here”

[lettersfromaphrodite]

[1.32]

― pairing : Minho x fem! reader ― content warnings : wolf AU, reader is a witch, soulmates, this is pure filth honestly, implied choking kink, mirror sex, overstimulaton, medieval settings as always, unprotected sex (wrap it up y’all), fantasy au ― word count : 2.723

― notes : this fic looks familiar?it is! I’m reposting ALL my works on this brand new blog and therefore please, bear with me! as always, askbox is always open and feedbacks are always welcome 💌

🐺🔮 WOLVES! STRAY KIDS SERIES

Chris part one | part two // Changbin // Jisung // Hyunjin // Seungmin // Minho part one | part two // Felix // Jeongin

Strong hands gripped your naked hips, short nails drawing small crescent moon shapes as they sank into your tender skin, as you were riding the boy sprawled on the grass under you. The front leather laces of his shirt were untied, so that the shirt was half-open and allowed you to scratch long red lines along his toned and tan chest. He bent his knees, placing his feet on the floor, and he begun thrusting up into you, meeting you halfway and causing you to jolt forward, using his torso as a support while your nails sank into his skin as well.

«Miss?» a sweet, concerned voice made you snap out of your thoughts. «Are you okay?» You closed your eyes, trying to calm yourself with a deep sigh, before looking back at the old lady in front of you with a gentle smile.

«Yes, I’m sorry.» you offered, as you put the small ampoules and the herbs you just purchased into your basket. «I can’t remember if I locked the front door of my house.» you lied.

The lady’s eyes widened, her lips erupting into a knowing smile. «Oh, it happens to me too, an awfully lot of times!» You excused yourself, politely saying goodbye before leaving, and rushed out of the shop. Few steps later, you hid yourself in the partial shadows of a hidden hallway, and you leaned your back against the wall, the hand that was not holding your basket flying on top of your heart just to feel it hammering against your fingers.

Since you can remember, you have always had the gift of foresight, your visions always showing up unexpectedly. The most random visions would come up in your mind at the most unexpected times; sometimes you’d see that in three weeks, you would crave eating soup, sometimes you’d see your neighbour showing up at your door just to ask you out again – you were thankful for that so you could pretend not to be home. But recently, however, your visions were all about a boy. Most of the times, you’d see the two of you having desperate sex, and what confused you the most, was that after the visions wore off, it was as if you could still feel his touch and the warmth of his skin lingering on your skin. The worst part, however, was that you would never see his face. You only had a glimpse of bright golden eyes staring back at you in a luscious manner one day, the sight alone making your thighs tremble, but nothing else.

«What kind of person even has golden eyes, beside witches.» you muttered to yourself, quickly heading towards your house and trying to ignore the hand shaped warm feeling you felt on your waist.

The closest glimpse at his face came few days later, as you were still sleeping. Plump lips sucked on your lower lip, before biting at the soft skin rather roughly, pulling on it, so that you were following his movements as he drew his head back with a choked whimper. The distinct feeling of a warm, big hand around your throat made you turn in bed, unconsciously raising your hands above your head, resting them on the soft pillows. As the boy shoved his tongue between your parted lips, your eyes shot open. You abruptly sat up, blankets pooling around your waist as you stared at your surroundings with flushed cheeks. «Get a hold of yourself, you silly witch,» you mumbled to yourself, trying to calm down. «you will not touch yourself over a vision.»

Morning slowly turned into afternoon, and afternoon eventually turned into evening. The day went by rather smoothly without any other vision, even if your mind occasionally remembered some details about the previous ones and you had to shake your head eagerly in order to get rid of your intrusive thoughts.

Therefore, there you were, kneeled in front of your wooden coffee table with your crystal ball neatly placed in front of you. You used it anytime you needed clarifications about your visions, and sadly, anytime you tried to ask clarifications about the boy you’ve been seeing, nothing ever showed up.

Even if you were not expecting anything, you tried regardless, and this time, a faint image of sweet brown eyes turning into golden while suddenly assuming a little more feral shape, met your surprised gaze. As soon as the image appeared, it disappeared.

«Why do you always have to be so dramatic?» you mumbled, referring to your own mysterious visions as if they could actually hear you, as you through your head back on the couch behind your back, a dejected sigh escaping your lips.

«I’m sure I’ve said enough times I’m not interested in going out with you.» you answered back with a monotonous tone, your long skirt dancing around your legs as you were busy striding away from your insisting and obnoxious neighbour. It took you all of your willpower not to give up to the temptation of turning around and turn him into a small fly, but you realized he would still be annoying you. You quickly turned left, walking in the small and deserted hallway, and the only thing preventing you from falling back on your butt were two strong arms immediately locking around your waist, your skin suddenly feeling warm.

«You okay?» the boy quietly mumbled, only for you to hear. You nodded, a strange sensation of familiarity pervading your senses; as you were about to look at your mysterious saviour, your neighbour’s obnoxious voice interrupted what could have been a perfect and romantic first meeting.

«One date,» he said, «I promise you’ll ask for more.» Everything about him made your body itch with the instinct to punch him in his stupid face. You were about to turn around and actually give in to the temptation, when the boy acted before you, his arms shifting and now resting more casually – yet somehow still protectively, around your waist.

«Is he bothering you, love?» the boy’s harsh and protective tone made your head snap to look at him, and you almost fainted. Another wave of familiarity pervaded your senses as you slowly took in the boy’s handsome features.

“It’s him,” you thought, recognizing the boy that was holding you from your visions. You had all the confirmations you needed as his eyes shortly met yours, the sweet brown eyes’ your crystal ball showed you few days earlier staring back into your soul.

«You didn’t tell me you had someone.» the obnoxious neighbour spat with a venomous tone, once again.

«Did you even ask?» you spat back, slowly turning around in the black haired boy’s arms; whose now had his chin resting on your shoulder as the both of your stared at your neighbour walk away while muttering incomprehensible sentences.

As soon as your neighbour turned right and therefore back in the crowded street and consequently out of sight, the boy’s hands quickly leaded you into a deeper and hidden part of the hallway, hastily backing you up against the brick wall, anticipation and excitement growing in your chest as his sudden rough ministrations. His leg was between yours, and your hands immediately reached around his neck.

«I’m Minho,» he whispered, offering his name, desire transpiring in his tone as his lips repeatedly brushed over yours as he spoke; his lips crashed on yours, and you arched your back in a whimper because finally you could experience first-hand the touch you’ve been craving for weeks. You both felt as if your surroundings disappeared, and you were not about to grope on each other while hiding in the shadows of a public street. You and Minho kissed as if you have been doing it for your whole life, Minho’s lips leaving open-mouthed kisses on your neck as his left hand travelled on your leg, lifting up your skirt as his hand reached higher.

«I’ve been looking for you everywhere,» he whispered with strained whimper against your lips, as his hand tightly gripped the soft flesh of your thigh. You realized one of the visions you had was about to happen, when Minho loosely wrapped his hand around your throat, before harshly biting at your lower lip, he slightly drew his head back so that you’d inevitably follow his movements with a choked whimper, as your hands snaked in his soft black hair. «I was about to go crazy if I had another vision.» Minho added, his eyes flashing a bright golden colour, before shoving his tongue between your parted and waiting lips. You kissed as if your lives depended on it, taking out weeks of pent up frustration on each other because finally, you were meeting your mate in real life. The kiss grew gentler as time passed; you went from desperately pulling on each other clothes in the hopeless attempt to feel closer, to gentle kisses while caressing each other cheeks between suddenly shy giggles.

With a final peck, you and Minho stopped your desperate kissing session, looking at each other with lustful eyes and gentle, wide smiles. Both your clothes and your hair was a mess, and you both decided to go to your house following some back hallways, Minho’s fingers intertwined with yours.

«If I have to get burned at the stake,» you explained, «I want it to be because I’m a witch, not because I had sex in public places.» Minho’s arm confidently draped around your shoulders as you kept walking.

«We both know you’re gonna love it.» he seductively whispered against your ear, and your cheeks flushed red. He was right, one of the first visions you had was about Minho fucking you against a wall and from what you saw, id definitely didn’t look like you were inside a house.

You introduced yourself as well along the way, and before you realized it, you were both sitting on your couch. Minho told you that he was happy to finally meet his mate. He explained he was a wolf, and that he and his pack recently moved near your village. Strangely enough, all his pack’s mates were witches, so he somehow expected you to be one as well; this was the main reason why he was not surprised about strange visions starting the day after they claimed the forest their territory. Once he told his pack about it, they all encouraged him to look for you.

«I was losing hope since I couldn’t find you.» Minho’s gentle voice explained, «But then we had the most cliché meeting, ever.» he added, with a soft chuckle. You nodded at his words, feeling guilty since you never looked for him; your visions would have come true eventually, you simply settled for waiting.

«That must have been quite intense.» you giggled, «I’ve had the gift of foresight since I was a kid, but I imagine that seeing random things out of the blue must have been strange.»

Minho’s eyes widened at your words, before nodding eagerly. «The first time I had one was while I was having a dream,» he explained, «I thought of it as a… Suggestive dream.» Minho’s gentle fingers reached out to brush a strand of hair behind your ear. «The next time it happened while I was in my wolf form, I had to shift back because I was about to walk my way in your village not minding of the consequences of a wolf randomly showing up and looking for his mate.» you found yourself nodding once again, your hand reaching out to intertwine your fingers with his.

«We’ll probably share an awful amount of visions, from now on.» you smiled, furrowing your brows as you felt guilty for intruding his thoughts with your gift. Minho offered you the gentlest smile you have ever seen, and your heart soared. You let him pull you against his body, manoeuvring you so that you were sitting sideways on his lap.

«Honestly,» Minho kissed your shoulder, his arms securely holding your waist «All it matters for me is to be together.»

You smiled at him, murmuring a soft «It’s the same for me.�� and you spent the night awake, talking about your lives before meeting each other.

Another vision you had in the past weeks, came true few days later. Minho was pounding into you from behind while pulling your back flush against his tan chest by holding your neck, his length sliding in and out of you with extreme ease due to how wet you were. Minho’s left hand fondled with your breasts as his teeth were busy biting your earlobe and leaving wet traces of kisses and bites along your neck.

Even if the feeling of Minho’s touch lingered on your skin anytime your visions wore off, always leaving you flustered, you had to admit that the faint lingering feeling did not felt even close enough to how intense having sex with Minho actually was. His hands were all over you, fondling and teasing your body while his length moved in a rough pace, drawing pleased moans from your lips as your head was thrown back on his shoulder. Minho’s hand reached up from your throat to cup your jaw, harshly moving your head to the side, both of you making eye contact with each other through the full size mirror near to your bed.

«Keep going, love.» he smirked, slowing down his pace to deep and slower thrusts. «I want you to look at yourself getting fucked.» you caught a glimpse of your completely fucked out expression – cheeks flushed red, your lips parted in constant whimpers and moans and your eyes glossy due to all the pleasure you were feeling, and you almost felt embarrassed. The feeling did not last long, as Minho’s grip went back on your throat as his length rammed into you, hitting your sweet spot over and over.

«I can feel you squeezing me, fuck, love.» Minho’s strained moan reached your ears as you made eye contact with his now bright golden eyes through the mirror. «I’m gonna come if you keep pulsing around me like that.» you teasingly smiled at him, raising a brow in silent challenge as your right hand squeezed his ass, sinking your nails in the firm skin, and your left hand reached out on top of the one he held around your throat. Minho kept kissing your neck, his hands still rubbing at your nipple, and your orgasm hit without a warning as he kept brushing that sweet spot inside you. You felt yourself leaking over his length, wetness trickling down your legs as you moaned around him, begging him not to stop. Minho happily obliged, continuing to fuck you while harshly biting on your skin, chasing his release. You shut your eyes, struggling to catch your breath as the post orgasm sensation wore off and waves of overstimulation made your body spasm on its own. Minho eventually pushed your body down, your head now pressed against the mattress and your hands desperately gripping at the blankets as the annoying sensation of being overstimulated subdued to pleasure once again. Minho’s fingers reached out to intertwine with yours in a tight grip, and you felt a new wave of wetness spreading between your folds as you saw his almost white knuckles in addition to hearing his blissed moans. Minho’s forehead rested between your shoulder blades as he buried itself completely inside you, coming with a loud moan. The feeling was enough to trigger your second orgasm, and you came with quick, consecutive whimpers of his name.

«Do you think all the vision we saw are going to happen?» Minho quietly asked you, as the two of you were now cuddling naked under you blanked draped over your waists, after you both cleaned up.

«They always come true,» You nodded, sighing at the sensation of his fingertips continuously and gently caressing your back. «It’s just a matter of time.»

Minho hummed, kissing your hair. «I can’t wait for you to ride me in the woods, then.»

«I can’t believe my mate is a pervert.» you giggled, feeling Minho chuckling as well while he held you closer to his body with a content sigh. «But honestly, me too.» you admitted, murmuring on his chest before pecking just above his heart.

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[illyrianbitch]

i’m a black lucien truther till i die!!!!

(insert complaints here) “lucien isn’t black!!! he can’t be drawn as black!!! he would’ve been killed!!! it makes no sense!! canonically he is not black”

COMEEEE ONNN HAVE SOME CREATIVITY BABIES LETS SEE THE VISION. i will now turn to my queen, the talented @listening_stars on instagram. all art below belongs to her & can be found on her insta!!

“lady autumn is pale! a pale redhead!”

would u…look at that… 😏 so gorgeous

“lucien wouldn’t look related to his brothers at all!”

the vanserra boys with a tad of MELANIN!! black features!!! and they’re still relatively pale!!! (so sexy too grrr if even why hot)

“lucien has long red hair! hes tan!!”

i present… LONG RED HAIR!!!!! and look....hes tan!!! its almost as if....there are so many diff skin tones.... :o

thanks for coming to my ted talk. lucien is a sexy black man to me and y’all r NOT taking that away 💯💯💯

[fwitolei]

The Dragon Prince Thoughts 6x03 - The Frozen Ship

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Ooh so this is how callum got out of those chains in s5

WAIT why are his eyes bright instead of black did he get possessed back then again—

OR IS IT A VISION—

“Uh, are you sure it’ll hold us?”

It’s giving s1ep6 or whatever when they dropped Zym’s egg—

They’re not sPrEaDiNg ThEiR wEiGhT

OMG IT IS LIKE WHEN THEY DROPPED THE EGG—

OH NO SHADOWPAW DON’T DIE

Rayla really said “yeah nah” lmao

Bruh how long has Terry been sitting there

This is so unhealthy for him ugh—

WHY’S HE JUST L I N I N G UP STICKS LMAO

Oh he’s making something—

OH claudia came back

Wtf happened to her—

She looks worse off than before she left Terry behind

“It’s sad that this ship is stuck. I mean look at it. This ship is going nowhere.”

Wonderstorm definitely knew what they were doing here lmao—

“I mean you can draw pictures of the ship but does that change anything?”

HOW DARE YOU CALL OUT MY FANART OBSESSION HAHAHAHAHAHA—

TERRY YOU DESERVE BETTER 😭😭😭😭😭😭

I still love y’all but C’MON—

They better get a happy ending

“Is Rayla crying?”

Bro how did you even hear her from outside that big-ass ship—

BRO BRUSH FROM THE BOTTOM UP OMG—

Wouldn’t have has to cut it if he knew how to properly brush hair lmao—

“Guess I can always use a pile of loose planks as a blanket.”

Dude if i didn’t know better i’d think you were trying to get Rayla to share her blanket

But it’s callum so of course not lmao—

“My dad wrote that.”

STOP HE’S TALKING ABOUT HIS BIO DAD

HIS NAME IS DAMIAN AHH—

I wonder if callum remembers damian a lot since he died when he was a kid

Stella and Sneezles are on a mission lmao

They’re literally the fandom

K I S S 

WHY’D YOU STOP

“I did dark magic again.”

S E R I O U S L Y

NOW OF ALL TIMES??

You’ve gotta be KIDDING me—

GAHH CLAUDIA’S HAIR IS SO PRETTY—

Aww Terry made a prosthetic for her I love that

“I didn’t have a choice because… I would do anything for you.”

Omg callum’s delivery on that line was SO GOOD ugh—

Rayla’s face is pure gold too

WAIT THEY’RE FORGETTING THE PEARL—

OH NOW YOU REMEMBER IT AFTER YOU GOT OUT OF THE SHIP

Gurl don’t die

THE SHIP SAYS RAYLLUM

NO WAY LMAOOOOOO

WHAT DOES THAT MEAN—

OMG VIREN’S BACK IN KATOLIS

OOP THE HUMBLE SERVANT LINE

Viren breaking down sobbing is something I never thought I’d see

Ezran’s unfazed face is wild

“Are you begging for mercy?”

“No.”

“Good. You don’t deserve any.”

DAMN THAT’S HIS COLDEST LINE YET

Woooooooow that was wilddd. I’m worried about the Rayllum ship sinking and what that means for rayla and callum I hope nothing bad happens to them. Terry and Claudia’s relationship is also really tense cuz Terry’s been just allowing claudia to walk down the dark path she’s on for what could be years and he’s just accepting it no matter how many times she could’ve (directly or indirectly) hurt him. It’s unhealthy, yes, but at the same time i think they really do need each other. I think if they work at their relationship they could make it work. I hope Soren gets to talk to Viren now that he’s back in Katolis I’m excited to unpack that, especially considering we didn’t get to see them talk in s4 (yes i did read the short story and it’s S A D 😭).

[esposadejoyhuerta]

This acc is becoming an mcu twitter for me but I fucking HATE secretary Ross so fucking much and vision is a dumbass.

Correlation does not mean causation that’s the first thing they teach u in ANY lower division fucking undergrad research class. So wtf was that toaster going on ab with the rise in superheroes and rise in threats like. CorrELATION DUMBASS. You’d have to do years of empirical research to determine causation. Also has any of them heard of critical refugee and border studies???? Reading a SINGLE article from that field would give u the fucking answer. Like come ON. The Sokovia accords shouldn’t even be a fucking debate—it’s a stupid ass idea and the only person I understand besides those who refused to sign is nat’s position of disagreeing but wanting to regain public trust and keep one hand on the wheel. Everyone who wholeheartedly trusted in the accords is fucking wrong. Also I blame Ross for nat’s death. Bc he’s the whole fucking reason thanos won. The scarlet witch should’ve just killed him “so ur saying they’ll come for me” Wanda says but it’s fine baby just kill them it’s ok god I’m so pissed and this is all fake. Also wtf is up w rhodey being like “omg this is the UN” like. No one in any REAL social justice field likes the UN. No one likes human rights studies. Like. They’ve been wrong ab most things and everyone is critical of them FOR A REASON.

Cap’s all like “we failed” after infinity war NO it’s bc everyone scattered yall and u were a DISASSEMBLED team and were very disempowered. These gov officials, the UN, and all these ppl who liked the Sokovia accords, y’all deserve half your loved ones disappearing. You brought this upon your fucking selves now suck it up and deal w the consequences of ur own actions u whiny whores

Edit: oh I did not know there was a whole subsection of mcu fans who r actively anti Sokovia accords and dive deep into what it entailed and how it’s wrong. It seems as tho some ppl in that subsection come from a legal background too which is so cool. Y’all r cool and I’d love to join in on convos w my theory background and comment on how theoretically the accords aren’t for the protection of the ppl and only aim to solidify existing racialized and sexualized nationalist tools such as consolidated military power and borders, which are inherently polysemic and overdetermined in nature (Balibar 2002) are are for those exact reasons that the accords r being drafted and that should honestly be enough to make the general public and world leaders question it in the first place. But anyways. Would love to elaborate one day if let into the fanclub😌

Another edit: im just mad and ranting to the void at this point but y’all who try to argue FOR the Sokovia accords in a legal matter. It straight up DOESNT. MATTER. Bc if u look for even a second at critical social theories, you’d understand that the accords literally cannot work for the people. So you’re arguing for something that strengthens the power of those already in power. Which is fine, but just admit that. Also on the lowest key that’s equivalent to arguing for white heteropatriatchal power. But like. Just admit that. Bc. Again. I repeat, the accords are not FOR THE PEOPLE. Now, we literally don’t know the full content of the accords so there’s only sm we can all say ab the details of it. But as an overall idea, that’s what it does. But if this was a real thing I’d be concerned abt yalls ability to critically think and also that y’all get a say in this country (yikes) ESPECIALLY to that one user I blocked saying that all they needed to see was that cap, a white man, is arrogant, wants to keep his white power, and therefore the accords must be signed, to keep white power in check, then Jesus fuck you’re dumb as hell. Like yes, I had that same initial thought too, but then I THOUGHT AB IT for longer than a SECOND and the same damn thing could be said ab Tony, that his white guilt is clouding his judgement and making him sign. Also non white ppl backed both sides. Like. Use the one brain cell u have for the love of god. Do u rlly think the mcu cares enough to make a racial statement here? And to all Sokovia acc supporters, don’t u think it ended w thanos winning FOR A REASON?! Also. To say “but we need regulation therefore we need the accords” is the same exact thing as saying “we need safety therefore we need cops and the military” like Jesus fuck there r other options. Be creative for a SINGLE SECOND. I hate this world and I hate that I have to share it w ppl who have such smooth brains y’all concern me a LOT

[daringdoombringer]

“The Birth of An Omen”

Transformers Mythos AU

New interest, new au everypony, and I’m COOKING. Throwing y’all into this headfirst. no prior context. First time sharing fanfiction on Tumblr, it seems to do well here. Whipped this up in like, an hour and a half the same day the idea was made. There aren’t many physical descriptions as these designs haven’t even been finalized i’m hyperfixing HARD chat. thank you Adrian Von Ziegler your Norse music is a lifesaver.

Word Count: 1107

Warnings: none though the vibes are pretty spooky

ENOUGH CHITCHAT ONWARDS WITH THE FIC!!

Starbolt sprung awake in a panic, sputtering out half-words as he sprang out of alt mode.

“Ajahdv a wh- what?! Am I- Where am-“

The Autobot froze, missiles pointed at his surroundings. He slowly brought down his arms. Composure very, very gradually coming to him through frantic eyes. Darkness. Complete and utter darkness surrounded Starbolt, there wasn’t even a discernible floor.

“He-hello??!” He frantically turned in place, looking around.

“Hello?! ANYONE?”

Silence. Barely an echo returned.

“Where- where…. …w-where am I?” The question devolved into a whisper as Starbolt anxiously hunched over, hands brought to his Spark.

“Am.. am I… …*sigh* oh what am i thinking, of course- of course I am. Not many outcomes after careening straight into a mountain, are there?!” He spat, crossing his arms. Promptly turning his chin up with shut eyes.

“Fine then, fine. Perhaps I wasn’t wOrThY of a noble death anyway!” Starbolt drawled, mockingly directed at whoever must’ve put him here.

A moment passed. Another. And another. Silence.

Starbolt stopped tapping his foot, eyes fluttering open. Confusedly looking this way and that for *any* indication of where or what this place was.

“Heh- ok. So I’m not dreaming. I… I r-really am dead. That’s… that’s what is happening right now.”

“I’m… I’m dead.” He rasped, an inevitable realization creeping up his wings. He stared at his hands, somehow still visible to his optics. Confused, he clasped them together. Touching his face, then patting himself down, thoroughly puzzled at his state. He was still… corporeal. In one piece.

“Huh… ” Starbolt observed. Going over what little he remembered before this point. He was battling a Deception battalion midair, was knocked off course- and now he was here.

He pondered, carefully putting a foot out to take a step; before drawing it right back. No, too risky. There wasn’t much to explore here, he couldn’t even see where the floor ended and everything else began. The bot nervously twiddled his fingers with wings down. Doubt crossed his face once again.

“Well then, this uh… this is… far from what I expected the Allspark to be-“

“That’s where you’re wrong.”

“WAUGH!!”

Starbolt jumped at the booming voice, scrambling backwards. He quickly took his arm and shoved it in front of his face, stopping the sudden light burst from radiating into his optics.

He brought his arm down slightly, providing his vision enough space to discover what was pitted for him next.

“WHA- WHO ARE YOU-“ Bolt’s protest was cut short at the sight.

A pair of gargantuan glowing eyes staring down at him. So large he could have easily flown between them, with plenty of room to spare. Their eerie glow faintly illuminated Bolt’s surroundings to his horror.

It was no floor he had fallen on. He was cowering in the palm of an equally gigantic hand.

Still peeking over his arm at the menacing optic gaze, shaking with abject terror. Those piercing eyes, glowing with red, divine Energon.

There was no mistaking their owner.

“M-M.. Megatronus Prime?” Starbolt finally managed to whisper. Words clumsily falling like pebbles.

“I-it’s- you? It’s… it’s really y-you?”

The gaze relaxed slightly, staring with jest at their trembling subject.

“I go by many names, sire.”

Megatron’s response was nearly purred more than said, his words twisted and distorted into something nigh unrecognizable. Yet they were said with such softness. Such understanding. They were coming from everywhere, yet nowhere, reverberating through Starbolt to his very Spark.

Bolt carefully, slowly lowered his arm. Staring in silent awe for several moments. The ultimate evil staring back.

“…. I- I uh- right. of course you do- sire… I- l-listen-“

Bolt reoriented himself to a kneel, a blubbering mess all the while. With hands clasped in prayer, he stared up at his otherworldly captor.

“I… I do not know what I’ve done to deserve your presence. You.. you see, I was a follower of Orion, I- I spent my last moments b-battling your own, I-“ Bolt was nearly to tears, optics squeezed shut at the divine presence before him.

“Please, why do I deserve this?! An afterlife upon your hands? Surely- SURELY there’s been a grave misunderstanding, L-Lord Megatronus-“

“There is no need, mortal. You have done no wrong in our eyes.”

Bolt froze. Slowly gazing up through blurred tears.

“wh.. what…?”

“We’ve both been watching you intently. You possess great speed and intelligence within your Spark. Even I will admit, you have impressed us greatly”

The Autobot was surprised at his comments. Unexpected, yet fairly true comments.

“I..l well, thank you, Lord?” He squeaked, though still decently terrified. “Im- I’m flattered, truly. Granted I wasn’t the greatest at combat but- y-you know, we’re- we’ve all got our weak spots.”

Megatron gave a single nod. Through his optics' glow, Bolt could almost make out a faint smile.

“Though, if it doesn’t bother you… may I ask- a question? A question you’ve likely expected, no less.” Starbolt asked, wings perking up.

Megatron blinked, bringing his hand a little closer.

“if… if I was really a disciple of your opposite… if I truly didn’t do anything horrible, in my life that is so, so very feeble to yours… w-why is it that I’ve appeared to you?”

Starbolt softly pleaded, clasped hands over his Spark once more.

“Out of all the Primes, why did you, deserve me? Why am I… here?”

Megatron was silent, closing his eyes briefly in pondering. When they opened again, they were narrow, almost tranquil.

“Your greatest gift is making yourself known, Starbolt. I’ve been needing someone like you. For a very long time.”

Megatron thrust his outstretched hand upwards, knocking him down. Before Bolt could react, he began to chant.

“May you be my trusted voice to Cybertron, may your wings taste freedom no mortal has known. Your valiant cries shall shake the stars, may every Spark race upon your presence!”

His rattling voice pounded in Bolt’s head, swirling through infinite blackness. Threatening to tear him apart from the inside out.

“BE REBORN, MY DUTIFUL MESSENGER!”

A brilliant burst of red and purple light enveloped Starbolt. He gave a single shocked scream, one that fell on deaf audio sensors. It ended as soon as it began. In an instant, the Jet Autobot was gone.

Megatron lowered his hand, gazing at his empty palm in triumph. He gave a smug grin, closing it into a clawed fist. He already knew where Bolt had gone, a disciple of his acquaintance no longer. The brazen god chuckled, before turning foot and disappearing. There was much to do, after all.

He had a new servant to attend to.

[fryingpan1234567]

let’s talk more about my Hermitcraft SIX au

lmao Doc’s fuckin face when he was sitting dead center in the front row and realized he knew e v e r y s i n g l e person on the stage

some specific lyrics ft. direct eye contact with Doc like they’re singing to him I want y’all to see my VISION for in the first song:

~ “So if you try to dump me-” (EYE CONTACT ON THE BEAT) “You won’t try that again.” Bdubs’ smile drops and so does Doc’s bro was scared for his LIFE

~ Tbh just Grian making eye contact for almost his whole bit but Doc can’t tell if it’s flirting or glaring

~ “I’m not what I seem, or am I?” Somehow the mask makes Etho’s glare even scarier even when he’s literally covered in glitter

~ “Funny how we all discuss that, but never Henry’s little-“ AHAHA DOC’S FACE I CAN’T CAN YOU IMAGINE REN ALMOST BROKE CHARACTER

~ “Lock up your husbands, lock up your sons.” Scar is definitely flirting but mostly he’s just amused because it visibly still works

~ “I’m the survivor,” The POWER in which X SAYS that is INSANE

anyways so just a disclaimer— Doc was not abusive or anything in any of the relationships (duh), it’s just like a thing where you have to take a jab at your ex at every available opportunity yk

it took a lot of rehearsal hours for Etho to not break down laughing during his song every time because “it’s so cringey and who even wants kids this is dumb, Bdubs,” but then Bdubs grabbed his face and went “imagine it’s me instead of some dead British guy, then” and Etho was a lot more sober after that

Scar and Grian’s one direct interaction onstage (“Yeah, same! Nice neck, by the way.”) is great because in those five seconds everyone can tell that they have fantastic chemistry

us pretty much never hearing Etho raise his voice is great because imagining the scene where he goes “OH, YOU DIDN’T GET TO HOLD BABY MARY WHEN SHE HAD THE CHICKEN POCKS? WELL BOOOO HOOOO BECAUSE WHEN I WANTED TO HOLD MY NEWBORN SON I D I E D” is so much funnier

please let’s return to the concept that Ren fits Anna’s character so flawlessly

Scar roasting the SHIT out of everyone before his song is just so✨✨

after the show when the cast goes out to talk to the audience n shit and they see Doc, he’s just grinning sheepishly and goes “I swear you guys were trying to kill me” and they smush him in a group hug and everyone’s chill dw

”Oh well you know what Anne Bo-loser” in Bdubs’ voice 😭😭

On one very specific night X uses Wels’ name instead of Thomas for his monologue— and he sang it right to him in the front row (BF THINGS I CAN’T)

anyways. perhaps I have a Chicago and Hamilton au in the works as well. lmk if you wanna see it lol

[cryptidofthekeys]

A Vampire’s Kiss - Kevin x Streber

Sooo Imma hurt y’all with this one a little bit, JUST- JUST A LIL BIT BUT I PROMISE ITS M O S T L Y FLUFFY also keep in mind this is my first time writing Kevin n Streber fgjkjgdkf I’m not very used to them yet

TWs: Blood and Gore mentions, Panic/Anxiety Attacks, Cannibalism, Brief mentions of Vomiting, Suggestive Joke

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. . .Eyes slowly fluttered open, blurred vision staring up at the ceiling, he could hear a faint beeping sound, he could hear some people talking, and then he could see h i m… Him again… He saw the large shadow looming over him, the horns, the far too wide grin and hungry eyes staring into him, that’s what caused Streber’s eyes to suddenly shoot open and he screamed which startled the doctors and nurses who came over and began trying to calm him down, restraining him so he wouldn’t rip out his IV.

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Streber was crying and yelling for a moment, eyes darting around the place, his eyes taking in nothing practically as he was far too panicked before he looked and saw Kevin and then did a double take for a moment, his struggles slowed when he heard Kevin speak “S-Streber! Streber…! Calm down, it’s okay!” He could see tears pricking the others eyes, he looked so relieved and yet so… Heartbroken at the same time, this made Streber confused.

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He looked around again and instead of being worried about being back at the hauntiest of houses, back with that… That monster…He saw he was in the hospital, that was the beeping he heard, his struggles slowly began to die down and he relaxed which made the doctors and nurses slowly move away, Streber slowly laid back and then one of the doctor’s spoke up “It’s good to see you’re finally awake… Tell me, are you in any pain right now?” Streber blinked “...N-No…? I…” …Oh man his voice was really dry, this caused the doctor to hand him a glass of water.

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Streber took a few sips of it and then sighed before he felt… Well, nothing in his arm, that made him blink as he looked over, eyes widening as he saw where his arm used to be, all bandaged up “M… My… My ar… Arm…” The doctor looked concerned. “Is there any pain there?” Streber shook his head “...N-No pain I… M-My arm’s… It- It’s gone” Streber sounded like he wanted to cry right then and there and that made Kevin more upset, he was trying to hold back his tears as best he can, he needed to be strong, strong for Streber.

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The doctor nodded sadly “...On the bright side you are alive, it’s honestly a miracle you survived with how much blood you lost, if this man right here hadn’t found you when he did, well…” The doctor didn’t finish that sentence, but Streber got the picture and then he looked at Kevin who came closer when the doctor moved aside, kneeling down somewhat by Streber’s side and taking a hold of his hand, the doctor cleared the nurses out of the room along with themself in order to give the two more privacy.

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“S-Strebs… I-I’m sorry” Streber looked at Kevin, gently squeezing his hand “Sorry for… What?” Kevin was trying so hard not to tear up anymore now, even wiping away his tears with his other arm “...I-I should’ve been there sooner… I-” Streber shook his head and raised up somewhat, grunting a little but he looked Kevin directly in the eyes and cupped his cheek “No no, don’t you d a r e… I-I… Kev, if it weren’t for you, I would be dead, the blood loss would’ve gotten me, you LITERALLY saved my life, so I’m not gonna sit here and let you say that”

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Kevin leaned into the touch somewhat, placing his hand over the other’s “I…I… But maybe if I had just… Gotten there sooner, you… You wouldn’t have lost… Lost…” And then Kevin trailed off but Streber looked over to the stump where his arm used to be before looking back at Kevin “Okay first of all, you can’t be everywhere at once and second, you still got there before I lost too much blood, I guess you could say I’ve been UNarmed yeah …BUT, I’m still alive and it’s thanks to you!”

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Kevin sighed and smiled somewhat “...I’m glad you’re still ali- …Wait…” Kevin just realized what Streber had just said, the other had a cheeky little grin on his face and this made Kevin groan and pinch the bridge of his nose “...Streber, that wasn’t… Even the slightest bit funny” Streber grinned wider “...You’re smiling!” Streber booped Kevin on the nose and his face turned slightly red “Even after all this, you’re already making ‘jokes’ again” Streber nodded “Yep! I… Hey, okay so it wasn’t my best one but you don’t need to say that with quotation marks” He pouted to which Kevin chuckled at.

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“You’re a nerd, and I love that about you” Kevin leaned over to place a kiss directly on Streber’s lips, the two blushing brightly before Kevin pulled away, and then Streber looked at Kevin, looked into his eyes and squinted “...You look exhausted …Well uh, more so than usual” Kevin sighed and somewhat nodded “...I wasn’t able to get much sleep but I’ll be fine” Streber frowned “Kev… You really should try, look, I’m fine now! I’m awake, I’m a l i v e… I’m okay, after all... You cannot kill a vampire THAT easily mwahaha”

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Kevin somewhat laughed at that but shook his head and rubbed his eyes “I-I’ll get some sleep later, dude” Streber frowned but nodded, he could see the look on Kevin’s face.

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The other really did need sleep but he wanted to just talk to Streber now that he was awake, he had been waiting for like a few days now and then the other looked at Kevin “...Oh, I… Uh, Kev, I have some questions to ask” Kevin nodded “Oh, uh, Sure thing dude, what’s up?” And then Streber sighed “...What happened to him?”

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Kevin looked confused for a moment before the other finally spoke up, there was a notable tremble to his voice “T-The Devil fellow… The one who took my arm” Kevin’s eyes widened a bit at that “D-Devil fel- …I-” And that’s when it hit him.

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A few days ago, when the incident took place, Kevin had only found Streber after, he had found Streber laying there, clutching something and he was crying, and then he saw blood pooling out which nearly made his heart stop, he remembered running over and screaming out Streber’s name and then looking over the wound and that’s when he realized the other’s arm had been ripped off.

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What made it  so much worse is when he saw the bone on the ground next to Streber, he felt himself about to vomit that night but he stifled it, well until they got to the hospital where he went into the bathroom to promptly throw up.

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He was the one to first patch up the wound, he shuddered when remembering Streber’s scream of pain while he was trying to stop the bleeding, and then he was calling the police for an ambulance, he tried to get Streber to stay conscious as long as he could, the one thing that truly broke his heart that night was Streber’s weakened voice saying ‘I-I don’t wanna die, Kev…” Kevin had reassured him of course that he wasn’t going to die.

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Just telling him he was going to be fine, that it’s alright, just stay with him, after calling for paramedics, Kevin could hear the sirens getting closer but Streber had started to lose consciousness which made Kevin panic even more, he just kept trying over and over to tell Streber to stay with him, that the paramedics were nearly there but Streber lost consciousness before they got there, but how he came to find Streber… Those k i d s… Those annoying kids, the ones who ALWAYS bring him trouble, they told him they had been followed by this big red guy since the haunted house.

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He knew Streber worked there on Halloween every year, after ushering the kids outside and away from the danger, they kept begging for the stupid candy cane or whatever, he just threw a box of candy at them and told them to take it and go to which they did and then he quickly ran off into the night.

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He didn’t know if Streber had been alright but he needed to go check, he needed to go check on his boyfriend just in case and he’s very glad he did now, he wouldn’t dare tell Streber that monster came to the candy store immediately after, he didn’t want to make the other panic.

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“The police said he’s dead, they shot him and ran him over a bunch of times, he’s gone …And good riddance” Streber sighed in relief it seemed, he seemed delighted by this knowledge “Oh yeah, he deserved it, all of it, although I was kinda hoping that my forearm got lodged in his throat and he died from that” Kevin’s eyes widened a bit but he somewhat laughed, that was petty and spiteful and VERY rightfully so.

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“...Holy shit, S-Strebs” Streber only nodded and made an ‘mhm’ sound which made Kevin crack up even more and oh that was a delightful sound for Strebs to hear, he loved hearing Kevin laugh like that it made him blush.

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“How long have I been out?” Kevin then perked up at that question “Uhh… About… I think… I-I think it’s been a day or two” Streber’s eyes widened “...O-Oh… No wonder my throat was so dry, and now that I think about it, I’m feeling really hungry but ugh, hospital food” Streber shuddered and Kevin nodded sympathetically “Yeah, hospital food isn’t the greatest but it’s better than nothing” Streber nodded.

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“Yeah, I-I should probably get more pain meds because I’m starting to hurt again” Kevin looked concerned at that for a moment but then Streber spoke up “After this though, I want you to get some sleep too, please?”

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Kevin was going to retort but he saw the look in Strebs’ eyes and he sighed “...Fine, fine…” Streber pushed the little button and waited until one of the nurses walked in, luckily enough having a tray of food, some water, and medicine also “How are you feeling, hon?” Streber sighed “...It’s starting to hurt again, and I’m hungry, heh… I guess I uh, called you at the right time huh?”

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The nurse smiled and nodded and set the tray down and then walked over to Kevin and handed him some extra food “A lil somethin’ extra for you too, you don’t seem like you’ve eaten in awhile”

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Kevin and Streber both thanked the nurse who nodded “I’ll come back in a bit to take your tray, hon” The nurse then left out of the room, then Streber looked down to his food, took a bite and then cringed “...Eugh… It’s better than nothing I guess but still…” Kevin nodded and began munching away on what the nurse gave him as well, the two of them chatted while eating.

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Even a bit after Streber had taken his meds, the nurse had came in and removed the tray as well and then the other laid down and got as comfortable as he could be, he still continued to talk to Kevin for a little bit until the medicines he took began making him feel sleepy.

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Kev told him to sleep well and Streber didn’t ask but very much demanded Kevin start trying to sleep as well, and of course while Kev didn’t necessarily want to, he would for Streber, he walked over and sat down in the chair, it's not the most comfortable but he just needs SOME sleep for now.

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The two then fell asleep, Streber falling asleep much quicker than Kevin thanks to the medicine but Kevin did eventually fall asleep as well, the two were completely exhausted from the whole ordeal.

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The next few days that passed had mostly been just Kevin and Streber just talking and joking around, having fun, well as much fun as they could being in a hospital, and then finally the day arrived where Streber was released from said hospital, Kevin was the one to drive him home and for the most part Streber was looking out the window.

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He just looked… He looked like now that he could focus more so, now that he wasn’t as exhausted or ‘high’ on pain medicine, he just looked like he was processing everything “...Are you… Okay, Strebs?”

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The other looked over, seemingly startled as if Kevin had just yelled “O-Oh, oh yeah, I’m fine, just… Thinking about things…” Kevin nodded “...Do you… Wanna talk about it, or no?” When Streber shook his head Kevin just nodded at that, and he left it alone, just letting Strebs process and think about what’s happened in the last few days.

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Eventually they got to Streber’s house and Kevin helped him out of the car and into the house, Streber sighed “Thanks, Kev, but it… You really don’t have to do all this for me” Kevin shook his head “I don’t mind, dude, honest”

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And then there was a pause before Kevin asked “Do you… Want me to stay orrrr…” Streber looked up to Kevin and smiled somewhat, there was something else there too though but Kevin couldn’t make out what “...I’d like that” Kev then smiled and then he realized

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“Oh sh… I almost forgot, give me just a second” And then Kevin ran off and out the door which confused Streber at first but then he saw Kevin coming back inside with something behind his back, he tilted his head slightly before Kevin handed him his vampire costume back.

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“I uh, had someone help me fix the sleeve for you, patch it up for you… And uh also, I know you REALLY like Vampires sooo…” Kevin was blushing and he looked almost embarrassed even as he revealed a few dvd cases, Streber set the costume down and then took the dvd cases and gasped when he saw what was on them

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“N-No way…! You… Did you record those Dracula movies, the hammer films ones?! ALL OF THEM?!” Streber’s eyes were practically sparkling with excitement and Kevin smiled at that, face still as red as could be as he rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.

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“U-Uhh yeah, I didn’t watch ‘em though …B-Because I uh, I actually wanted to… To watch them with you” Streber smiled, genuinely at that and set them down on the table before walking over and hugging Kevin tightly “...Thanks Kev, you're so sweet to me, heh… No wonder you work at a candy shop, that kinda job suits you with just how sweet you are” Streber then leaned up to kiss Kevin.

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Kevin kissed back, the two blushing as brightly as they could and Kevin chuckled somewhat awkwardly when Streber pulled away “...You know, I can’t even say that’s not funny because it’s just so corny that it’s cute…” Streber grinned and finger gunned “I’m gonna go put on my vampire costume and then we can watch the movies!”

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Kevin laughed “Of course you are, you love that costume” And then he whispered the last bit as Streber was grabbing his costume and beginning to walk off “...It looks nice on you…” Strebs paused and looked back with a little smirk, fangs showing.

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“I heard that you know~” Kevin immediately looked embarrassed but he had a slight smile on his face nonetheless as he watched Streber walk off into another room, he was at least happy Streber seemed to be feeling better now, after a bit Streber came back in his vampire costume, one sleeve definitely a lot shorter than the other but even then.

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He then did a little twirl before grabbing his cape and swaying it dramatically, positioning it over most of his face “The Vampire is back~! Back and ready to frighten~! Mwahahaha!” Kevin laughed at that, he saw the pure delight radiating from Streber’s face as he swung his cape back behind him.

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“Indeed he is!” Kevin exclaimed, meanwhile Streber was creeping over slowly to him “Silly… You’re supposed to fear the Vampire, Kev…! I could suck your dick- I MEAN BLOOD… I COULD SUCK YOUR BLOOD, O-OH GOD…” Kevin burst out laughing at that, he was even borderline wheezing meanwhile Streber was covering his face in embarrassment, using his cape to cover it mostly.

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 Kevin walked over and gently pulled the cape out of Streber’s face and leaned down, gently touching foreheads with the other “...You are literally the biggest nerd I think I’ve ever met”

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Streber grinned sheepishly but before he could say anything he heard Kevin sigh and then he felt the other kiss him for a moment before pulling away “...And I love that about you” Streber then laughed, albeit a bit awkwardly “...Love you too, don’t tell anyone about that, please, I’ll never live it down”

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Kevin snorted “...What makes you think I’ll let you live it down, Strebs? You said it yourself, you could suck m-” Streber pushed his hand in Kevin’s face and pushed him out of the way “SHUT UP- C-Come on now! We have got movies to watch ahahaha!”

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Kevin laughed but nodded and then he walked over, Streber picking up the dvd cases and looking over them before finding the right one and he pulled it out and then tapped on it with his finger “This is the first one we should watch, I won’t deny they are a little… Cheesy in some regards but I’m sure you’ll like them!”

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 Kevin smiled, genuinely “Anytime I get to spend with you is time I like, even if we watch corny vampire movies” Streber laughed at that “Considering what you just said, I think you are the corny one, my dear!”

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Kevin and Streber shared a laugh at that one and then Streber popped the dvd into the player, Kev then perked up “Want me to make us some popcorn?” Streber nodded “Sure!” And then the other headed off into the kitchen to go make some popcorn, meanwhile Strebs grabbed the remote, sat down and paused the movie, waiting for Kevin to get back.

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It didn’t take the other too long before he came back with a bowl full of popcorn and Streber immediately grabbed a handful when he set the bowl down and chowed down on it “U g h… So good, so much better than any of that… Eugh, that hospital food” Kevin nodded “Yeah…” And then Streber pushed play and the movie began.

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Honestly it was nice seeing Streber so excited about something, even if Kevin didn’t much like anything horror related …He supposed vampires could be the exception, he always loved hearing Streber infodump all his knowledge about vampires. It was nice just seeing him happy, not stressed out or in pain.

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Even though he kept quiet for a lot of the movies, he did ask Streber some questions here and there about Dracula to which Streber happily answered his questions, even giving him a bit more knowledge than he was really asking for which he nodded at, seemingly more interested in listening to Streber talk than paying attention to the movies when questions were asked.

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After a bit they had just settled down, Kevin cuddling Streber on the couch who snuggled close next to him and sighed, it was a content sigh, they watched the first three movies for the night, and then at some point Kevin had said he had to go pee, he got up and headed toward the bathroom.

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. . . About twenty minutes later and Kevin was still not back yet, so that made Streber blink in confusion as he paused the movie and stood up “...Kevin?” …There was no answer, but Streber just sighed “...Maybe he ate too much popcorn…” He then set back down, waiting for another while, keeping the movie paused until Kevin got back.

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Another ten minutes passed and that’s when Streber shot up off the couch and called out for Kevin, louder this time “Kev?! Are you alright in there?!” The bathroom wasn’t THAT far away so he could hear the other for sure now that he was yelling.

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There was nothing but silence, eerie silence that made Streber shudder “...A-Alright Kev, this is genuinely NOT funny…  D-Don’t scare me like this, come on now, a-after all I’ve been through you... You know better” …Again no response and Streber began getting more nervous, he began shifting in place as he called out a few more times.

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Eventually after a bit he heard something… …Thudding? It sounded like really heavy footsteps and then Streber realized, Kevin didn’t have footsteps like that and was that… A knife getting sharpened…? And then his eyes widened when he saw a large shadowy figure, looming in the hallway.

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…The large figure stepped out into the light so he could be seen and sure enough, it was exactly the one Streber feared the most… That big red devil guy, face covered in blood, knife as well, he even had blood he was licking off of his fingers “I’m afraid Kevin won’t be able to continue the movies with ya tonight, S t r e b e r…”

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The other’s breath hitched in his throat, eyes wide as they could be and he noticeably began trembling “Y-Yo… You… N-No no! NO! K-KEV SAID… HE- HE SAID YOU WERE D E A D! HE… HE… HE SAID T-TH-THE-THE… THE POLICE… T-THEY… THEY KILLED YOU!” Streber cried, tears beginning to prick his eyes as the other began approaching.

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Streber had winded up backing up and unfortunately cornering himself, he heard the other laugh “Well, Kevin l i e d~ Did you REALLY think, you could get rid’a me t h a t easily?” And then he was fully cornered, Bob breathing heavily as he stared down at Streber, hungry eyes and blood dripping from his mouth, Streber had slumped down in the corner.

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Trembling, breathing rapidly, and even beginning to cry, no no… No… This couldn’t be happening, K-Kevin had to be alright…! A-And this… This wasn’t real! That devil bastard was dead! Kevin would have NEVER lied to him! He gasped when the other knelt down, he sounded like he was starting to hyperventilate now “Aww… What’s w r o n g, Streber? Sad that your little boyfriend is g o n e? That he ain’t here to save ya?”

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Bob reached a clawed hand, swiping away his tears which made the other tremble even more, trying to reel back from the sickeningly gentle touch “G-Get away from me! P-Please get away, p-please no… Nononono…” Streber just gripped at his head with his hand “T-This isn’t real… Y-You aren’t real… Y-You’re dead! I-I can’t… A-And… O-Oh god… O-Oh K-Kevin… Kevin n o… Please…”

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Bob tilted his head, grin widening as he looked at Streber’s arm, he suddenly grasped at it which made Streber cry and scream out, he began to go into a full blown panic, trying desperately to tear his arm away from the other’s iron-like grasp, he was even clawing at the other, kicking and desperately trying to get away “L-LET ME GO! LET ME GO!” He screamed over and over again as he struggled, tears falling down his face and he heard the other coo, he felt sick to his stomach… He felt like vomiting right now.

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“You know… Now that I’m rememberin’... Your arm was a little r a w… But by g o d it was the b e s t arm I’ve ever eaten~” And then a pause, before his grin widened even more, manic eyes boring down into the other, clearly enjoying the other’s cries, screams, and even pleas…

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“And… Did you know… That, that there boyfriend of yours was such a good appetizer~?” He chuckled, and then he got closer to Streber’s face momentarily, staring into fearful teary eyes “But I think… I’m ready for the main course!”

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He laughed, squeezing Streber’s arm even tighter which caused the other to cry out in pain, he was gripping Bob’s hand as violently as he could, trying to tear it off of him even “P-Please d-don’t…! NO- NO AH AHHH!” Streber screamed the loudest that any human being could scream, as he felt it, flesh ripping, bones crunching and breaking off, intense agony suddenly coursing through him, he heard that cruel laughter, growing louder and louder as his other arm was stripped from his being.

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“S-STREBER!” The other’s eyes shot open upon hearing a voice yell out his name, he cried out and fell onto the floor suddenly, eyes darting around frantically before something came into view, he was far too panicked to notice it, he thought it was h i m “S-STAY AWAY! P-PLEASE! PLEASE DON’T KILL ME!” He cried out, desperately trying to scramble back

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“S-Streber! Streber…!” That voice called out again, and… And… W-Wait a moment, he… He knew that voice, he knew that gentle voice anywhere, he looked up, trying to focus his eyes despite his anxiety being severe right now.

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“S-Strebs… D-Dude it’s me… It’s me, honey…” He was rarely the type to use pet names or anything of the sort, but sometimes he would, as Streber focused his eyes he noticed the other knelt down in front of him “...K..e… Kev…?” Kevin nodded.

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“I-It’s me, Strebs… It’s me, y-you… You were having a nightmare, man… You suddenly started screaming and crying in your sleep, struggling, and... And..., I… Just… Are you alright?” Streber immediately looked down to his other arm, the one actually intact, moving it around, checking over it, he felt tears pricking his eyes.

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He looked up to Kevin, noticing the look of concern and panic written on his face even though he was trying to hide it and then suddenly leaned forward, hugging Kevin and sobbing into his shoulder “Y-You’re alive… You’re not dead…” Kevin was confused by that statement before Streber sniffled “I-I… I-I’m sorry…” Kevin hugged him back immediately.

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“Strebs, s-sweetheart…” He paused, taking a breath to stifle his panic “It’s alright… You have nothing to apologize for, dude… …Do you… Wanna talk about the nightmare, what happened?” Streber continued to cry into Kevin’s shoulder for a bit longer before sniffling and raising up, still hugging him tightly.

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“I-It was about… H-Him… I… I… He… He was still alive, a-and and… And… He… He killed you… And just… Just…” Streber went on to explain the nightmare in detail to Kevin who felt tears pricking his eyes momentarily, his heart hurt for Streber so much as he hugged the other tighter for a moment before leaning back and cupping the other’s face

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“...Strebs, look at me, please?” The other was confused before looking into Kevin’s eyes, he saw the tears in the other’s eyes but before he could speak, Kevin spoke up “I’m not going ANYWHERE, you hear me?” He paused to clear his throat.

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“I’m not gonna let some dumb… Big red devil guy, a doll, or anything get you… Or me…! I don’t care what or WHO it is, I’m not letting anyone get you, I’ll always protect you, man… I love and care about you too much to lose you” 

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Streber looked at Kevin who just kept reassuring him that he was here, he was alive, and he had no intentions of leaving Streber, not e v e r… “Yo-You said he’s d e a d, r-right…?” Kevin nodded “Strebs, I wouldn’t lie to you like that, if he was still alive, I would tell you…”

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Streber took a deep shaky breath in “B-But what… What if he’s… Not? What if… W-What if he’s out there, what if he’s still…” And Kev could see Streber spiraling a little so he quickly planted a kiss to quiet the other down before just touching foreheads with him “Strebs, listen to me, he’s d e a d, he’s not coming back to get you nor me, he’s g o n e, those officers made sure of it”

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And then a pause “...Even if he was, which he’s NOT… I would make sure he wouldn’t get to you again, I promise…” Streber opened his mouth to retort, he would never actually want Kev to put himself in danger again but after panicking like he had, he had wasted a lot of energy so he simply sighed and sniffled and settled with a “...T-Thank you, Kev… That means the world to me…” Kevin smiled at the other and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

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Streber then looked around and he saw that, in fact, they hadn’t even made it to the third vampire movie yet, he must’ve… Just dreamed they did and then Kevin perked up “...Do you… Wanna continue the movies? Orrr… Would you rather go back to sleep?” Streber shook his head rapidly.

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“...Let’s… Watch a few more movies, th-then we’ll go to bed” Kevin nodded and helped Streber up off the ground, carrying him almost bridal style over to the couch, he had to do it quickly because he was v e r y much not the strongest.

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And so the night continued with both Streber and Kevin cuddling on the couch, watching vampire movies, Kevin asking more questions as the series continued and even cracking a few jokes to ease Streber’s anxiety down even more, he smiled when he heard that cute giggle.

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Eventually, it was getting late and Streber got up to turn off the movie as the two were starting to get ready for bed, because it’s not like Kevin hasn’t slept over with him before, they’ve been together for a long while now… They got situated, brushing their teeth, Kevin changed into some comfortable clothing, Streber just kept his vampire costume on as it was practically a comfort item to him, it wouldn’t be uncomfortable to sleep in and then the two crawled into bed.

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It had been an absolutely exhausting night for the both of them, Kevin didn’t realize just HOW exhausted he was until his head hit the pillow, he had closed his eyes until… “...H-Hey, K-Kev?” Kevin’s eyes opened again and he turned to Streber “Yeah? What’s up?”

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There was a pause before Streber turned toward him, making a grabby hand at Kevin who smiled and began cuddling much closer to Streber, the two sighing, content in this moment before Streber somewhat smirked “....Hey Kevin” The other sighed, much louder this time “Strebs, I swear… Go to sle-”

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Streber quickly spoke up “Hey hey, just, just listen… Can I… Perhaps give you… A Vampire’s Kiss? Hm?” Kevin’s eyes widened at that and his face turned a shade redder “I-I O-OH! O-Oh w…Wel… Well uhhh I um…” Kevin just began to stutter and he could NOT finish his sentences to save his life which Streber just chuckled at “...Is that a yesss?”

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Kevin didn’t say anything, he just looked very embarrassed, skin heating up even as he burned with said embarrassment, especially when he just pointed to his neck, this made Streber laugh as he leaned even closer, nuzzling into Kevin’s neck.

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He sighed against the other’s neck, he could feel goosebumps forming, and he could feel just how heated the other’s skin was, it was always cute to see Kevin so embarrassed and flustered, Streber just nuzzled his neck for a few moments longer before he placed a gentle kiss on his neck.

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And then one kiss turned into several across his neck and he swore if Kevin got any warmer, he’d start burning right then and there as well, and then he gently bit down on Kevin’s neck, he wasn’t going to bite down hard enough to draw blood, oh heavens no! He’d never hurt Kevin like that…

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Kevin let out a slight whine when he felt Streber bite his neck, he was as red and as warm as can be, getting even more embarrassed when Streber told him the whine he just made was adorable, he awkwardly chuckled “...M-Man… You are such a l-little weirdo…” Streber laughed at that and then pulled away, just cuddling Kevin now.

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“Says the one who just whined and seemed to enjoy that bite~ You know… You’re supposed to f e a r the Vampire’s Bite, not enjoy it” Kevin huffed at that, getting even more embarrassed “Okay, I’m sorry Mr. Can I give you a Vampire’s Kiss, first of all, you… You…”

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And then he began fumbling over his words, trying somehow to retort back to that, Streber had a mischievous grin on his face as he listened to Kevin desperately trying to retort back but then he just huffed in frustration “Just- Just, you know what, just go to sleep, Strebs”

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The other laughed at that and teased Kevin a bit for not having a good comeback and then Kevin was glaring at him “...I will literally get up out of this bed and leave you with no cuddles, dude, you will be cuddleless” Streber gasped in mock offense “Kev! How incredibly cruel of you!”

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Streber then put his arm over his head, putting on a faux look of hurt “That hurts me… To know that my oh so handsome boyfriend, would simply… Leave me, to be… Cuddleless…” He was even sounding dramatic …Okay, sounding MORE dramatic than he usually did… Kevin opened his mouth to retort but he found himself nearly laughing at the ridiculousness that was Streber’s dramatics right now.

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“...Okay fine, you will not go cuddleless tonight, but… Only because you just redeemed yourself with that” And then Streber laughed “Yaaay!” He cuddled up close to Kevin, making a happy noise to which the other smiled at.

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“Goodnight Strebs, I love you, dude…” Streber genuinely smiled at that, both he and Kevin sharing a regular kiss now together before pulling back and getting comfortable “Goodnight, my sweet…” A pause before he sighed, content in this moment, much more relaxed than he had been earlier, Streber felt completely safe, protected in his boyfriend’s loving arms right now “I love you too, Kev…”

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fjkldfkjfgdls I hope y’all enjoy this? I got another one planned up, it’s more so an gonna be a thing where Streber is an ACTUAL Vampire bc you know what not turn the vampire lover into an ACTUAL vampire at least once

[hysteric-butter]

Why are people gatekeeping the FNAF movie that’s coming out like wtf calm down

“I better not see any 7-10 year olds, this movie is supposed to be GOREY and Rated R and blah blah” Like ok girl you literally were like into FNAF when you were 6 saying “was that the bite of 87🤯🤯” so uhhh you can’t talk

“They’re going to be age checking for that movie” Who the actual fuck has done that during a movie? Idk about y’all bud I’ve been to like rated R movies and just gorey movies as a child and they didn’t “age check” or anything so no they’re not doing that. The most they make kids who are watching higher rated movies do is come with parental super vision.

plus I’m a sure a trailer will come out. And what do trailers usually have? WARNINGS. If the parent actually watches it and stuff, THEY can decide if they want their child to go see it. There’s not going to be a group of 6 year olds by themselves to watch it bc it’s never happened.

anyway that’s my hot take time to finally start my Christmas break (I’ll be back within like an hour lmao)

[svtellify]

the star only rises at nightfall 💫 : dissecting my kotlc playlist

playlist can be found here! 

1. stay awake by skott

“i need it to hurt, need it to burn, need it to burn. once, we had a dream. we once had a dream. this dream was all that i could see.” 

despite how pretty this song is, it’s for the neverseen. i think the lyrics above in particular suit fintan, although it honestly matches anyone in the neverseen. they’re unhinged and see their vision as the be all end all - a dream that’s all they can see.

2. set myself on fire by taeyeon

“i'll warm up your cold heart; i'm gonna set myself on fire.”

tbh, i chose this song for the title and the chorus (“even if i smile brighter, i’m still sad.”) and the general vibes of the song, but i think the line above really suits the self sacrificing vibe that sophie and her friends have for each other - it doesn’t have to be just the romantic pairings - they all love each other.

3. gilded lily by cults

“but with my double vision, how was i supposed to see the way? haven’t i given enough?”

this one’s pretty self explanatory, i think. the song fits all of the main characters, from sophie and keefe and fitz to mr. forkle and oralie and grady. also, this line reminds me of keefe especially - “always the fool with the slowest heart.”

4. astronomical by svrcina

“there’s something inside of me i can’t fight. forces of gravity taking me, taking me. weightlessness forsaking me, this pull is astronomical. can anybody stop me?”

this was one of the first artists i associated with kotlc when i first started reading the series. it was only natural that they released a song that suited sophie’s drive and endless desire to change the lost cities for the better.

5. winterfall by dpr ian

“now, i get what you mean when it hurts you. now, i get what you mean when you want to feel. oh, i get it. no, i get it. [...] you’re the only one who made me feel like something.”

keefe sencen, y’all. could apply to his feelings for sophie or the way his mom just continues to use him with no regard for his personal being. 

6. running by trafton

“truth is, i’ve been wishing in your name right from the start. twice a day, and lately on a star. i know you’ve been running, running, running, running, running from yourself.”

this one’s keefe again (can you tell he’s my favorite character?) but maybe a little more from an outsider point of view, watching him cope with what’s thrown at him. also suits early sophie struggling to accept whether the black swan was good or not, or whether a band of murderers made her.

7. a place you’ve been by trafton

“nothing, like that won't get me started up again. my homeland, a place you've been.”

grady and edaline towards brant. the ultimate - and best written betrayal.

8. gone by trafton

“but you're gone and i'm lost. come tell me i'm wrong and please don't be gone.”

when everyone thought they lost alden in exile. the black swan when they did lose prentice. mr. forkle to his brother.

9. dead flowers by rivals

“i see the world in a new light. dead flowers in my hair - i finally don’t care! i’ve embraced the rain and i’m happy now.”

an edaline anthem if i’ve ever heard it. that moment where she overcomes her grief. also suits: biana, della, sophie, and wylie

10. don’t let me sleep by stella jones + trafton

“don’t let me sleep. i know what it means: my dreams will all come true - i’ll wake up without you.”

neverseen keefe and sophie type beat anyone?

11. half by pvris

keefe, sophie: “some days, i feel everything. others are numbing.” fitz, linh: “can never find the in between - it’s all or nothing.” dex, biana, tam: “i never never never said i wanted. never wanted to be here now.”

i fully believe this song can relate to anyone in kotlc, depending on the verse.

12. bubble by lennon stella

“up high in my bubble i’m floating. [...] i climb into my bubble; it can’t be broken.”

that one scene on the nightfall cover with linh, sophie, and keefe. but also sophie emotionally breaking down and seeking out that safe place. 

13. supernova by rivals

“these stars are clusters. a waste of time that i won’t miss.”

sandor never misses. the song, though, reminds me of the elves waking up to how broken their society really is. 

14. brainstorm by alexander 23

“how bad’s the weather in your head? wish you could stay with me instead.”

such a sokefe song. i can practically picture that scene where keefe bends down to see how sophie is doing after the forkle twin reveal.

15. emotional machine by marina 

“i’m a machine - an emotional being, since i was a teen.”

fitz vacker, y’all.

16. change your mind by said the sky + vancouver sleep clinic

“if i could only turn back time, i would bring us back to life. if i could only change your mind, we’d stay young and never die.”

forkle to his twin. oralie to kenric. grady and edaline to jolie. and maybe even jolie to brant.

17. family line by conan gray

“oh, all that i did to try to undo it. all of my pain and all your excuses. i was a kid but i wasn’t clueless (someone who loves you wouldn’t do this!) all of my past, i tried to erase it. but now i see, would i even change it. might share a face and share a last name but (we are not the same!).”

i don’t even need to put the lyrics here for y’all to know this is about keefe and the sencens and tam and linh and the songs.

18. hall of fame by the script

“you can move a mountain, you can break rocks.”

gethen lol. but also an ode to the moonlark’s power.

19. infinity by jaymes young

“meet me at the bottom of the ocean where time is frozen - where all the universe is open.”

but also the vibes are v mysterious and suit the black swan in the early keeper books sonically (the black swan is not in love) ((this is actually bc i wrote a sokeefe fic inspired by this song))

20. marchin on by onerepublic

“there’s so many wars we fought. there’s so many things we’re not. but with what we have, i promise you that we’re marchin’ on.”

21. human by of monsters and men

“when the words weight heavy on the heart, i am lost and led only by the stars.”

lightleaping by the forbidden stars. also a song from when i first started reading the series.

22. elephant ears by unlike pluto

“say your thoughts when you think i won’t hear, but nothing gets by these elephant ears.”

23. wolves without teeth by of monsters and men

“oh, you’re feeding on my energy, i’m letting go of it - she wants it.”

a little like the push and pull of the water to linh, or how enhancing an ability would feel.

24. blue by taeyeon

“you’re my blue - just like always.”

ik the color is green for kotlc and grieving, but blue is in honor of someone close to the singer who passed away, so i thought the song was fitting. especially since all elves have blue eyes, it was another connection.

25. lifted by birdy

“won’t you lead the way through my darker days? keep them softly spoken.”

26. you’re the sea by andrew belle

“each time we leave, i think about it. what if we don’t come back? if all of this is chasing the wind, why is my head like that? am i to believe? am i to admit? that you’re the sea.”

keefe to sophie, for the latter lyrics, but also just the general fear they all face every time they have a near death experience.

27. purple circles by jades goudrealt

“can’t control my thoughts when i’m out of my mind. it’s lonely but it’s art. i guess i’ll be fine.”

sophie foster, y’all.

28. alone in a battlefield by nineteen90 + lilu 

“one round and it’s done. standing alone in a battlefield.”

29. lavenders by rivals

“all i smell are lavenders, as the world burns down, around me.”

that scene where kenric dies. idk if the tower was actually purple but i’ve been picturing it to be purple, and they claim that everblaze smells different from other fires. 

30. insane by neykid

“when i lie awake, i hear them call my name. am i crazy?”

another neverseen anthem. alvar/ruy ignis type beat. also suits lady gisela.

31. what you’re made of by lindsey stirling + kiesza

“lost yourself inside a broken mirror ‘cause that’s what you fear.”

the events of lodestar, perhaps.

32. nightshift by mothica

“then i go nightshift, like this. don’t cross me ‘cause i don’t miss.”

grizel. lady gisela. also edaline. and della. and juline. and all the powerful women of kotlc.

33. fear by one republic

“when we were children, we’d say that we don’t know the meaning of fear.”

34. trouble by coldplay

“so, i turned to run. all the stupid things i’d done - and i never meant to cause you trouble. i never meant to do you wrong. i, well, if i ever caused you trouble. oh no, i never meant to do you harm.”

keefe to sophie. also mr. forkle to sophie. and sophie to her friends. juline to the dizznees.

35. pyrokinesis by 7chariot

“we could set the world on fire using only our minds. pyrokinesis, we hurt each other without even trying.”

36. star by mothica

“you’re gonna be a star girl, don’t you know? burn so bright and beautiful. how far girl, will you go? climbing up that pedestal. to be so tragic and rare, they all stop and stare, looking right through you.”

biana vacker, y’all. also sophie and marella.

37. moonlit by rivals

“it’s me against the rest. i’m reaching through the darkness - is anybody out there?”

tam and linh song, y’all.

38. fire in my bones by fleurie

“pulses push the limits, testing my resistance.”

dex dizznee, y’all.

39. dangerous by rivals

“these demons knock on my door but they don’t dare come in ‘cause they know what’s best for them. they wanna rip out my soul but they can’t break skin cause i, i know i’m dangerous.”

sophie! freaking! foster!

40. r.e.m.

“and i don’t want to push you away but i still relive every moment, hoping you don’t notice, you just tripped a red light in my mind.”

keefe to his past memories of his mom. sophie to the black swan’s erased/hidden memories. fitz and biana to alvar. grady and edaline to brant.

41. my blood by ellie goulding

“and god knows i’m not dying but i bleed now. and god knows it’s the only way to heal now.”

42. conspiracy of silence by the swoons

“don’t know where you side. there’s blood in your eyes. will you weapon your skin, feed the monster within? or put up a fight?”

keefe about his mother’s legacy. the vackers on their legacy. grady with his ability. sophie with her abilities and physically fighting.

43. wildwood by fleurie

“deep sleep battles underneath the moon.”

keefe to sophie lol (also bc of the colonies!!)