#rae speaks

[poundingwaves]

After some much needed post-battle rest, Gorgug is still left with one mystery to solve. How the hell is he supposed to figure out Mary Ann’s phone number? First, he asks Fig for help since she’s apparently on lime level. She laugh reacts to his message and tells him she has absolutely no clue what Quokki Pets is but she’ll meet him at Basrar’s.

Fig offers to Wanda Childa Mary Ann to try to get more information out of her and Gorgug practically begs her not to. They agree instead to request Adaine’s research expertise. Adaine sends them a bulleted list of Quokki Pets facts including where to find the game. The three of them meet at the Elmville mall to see if Mary Ann actually left her phone number there. Adaine starts mage handing copies of the game over to Fig (disguised as an employee) who opens them to see if there are any notes inside. Gorgug purchases a copy for himself. Maybe actually playing the game could be a good idea (and impress Mary Ann if that’s even possible). 

After being booted from the store, Mary Ann’s number still eluding them, they consider that finding Mary Ann’s profile could help. They enlist their tech genius, so Riz shows up with his equipment ready to go. He hacks into the Quokki Pets message boards and finds a high level user located in Elmville with the name Mangostrawb. Gotta be her. So they look through her posts on the message boards and mostly just find her showing off her Quokkis, leaving scathing comments on non-optimized builds, or occasionally dropping tips for new players. After scrolling through dozens of pages, they’re positive Mangostrawb is Mary Ann but that’s still not exactly helpful.

They finally call it quits for the day and go their separate ways, vowing to keep helping Gorgug get to that bench. Late that night as he’s embarking on his Quokki Pets journey, Gorgug gets a text from an unknown number. He opens it. “you don���t just get quokki pets. they come to you”

Gorgug sighs and puts his crystal down. She's so fucking annoying.

And so hot.

[adonneniel]

Kinda funny how the default is action instead of inaction. Makeup is expected. Shaving is expected. Any other convoluted beauty routine I can't think of right now is expected.

So much time & money invested just to appear "normal" or "socially acceptable".

Body hair isn't unhygienic. A bare face isn't unsightly. Having flyaways or frizz or whatever else isn't slovenly.

I just...ugh. Have a lot of feelings on this topic. Why can't we focus on actual health and hygiene instead of perceived health and hygiene that somehow ties into worthiness and professionalism? (And we can't forget how deeply this is connected to racism, misogyny, classism, etc.)

[piningintrovert]

The 4 Minutes trailer really solidified something that has been on my mind as of late. I have been in the ql fandom for a while and remember when the majority of the love scenes in (Thai) queer visual media would pan over to a fish bowl or just fade to black. My younger self didn't quite understand the implications of why that was and just thought these were necessary (i.e. because of actors' ages, the story being told etc.) or stylistic choices, which in some cases they were, but as I grew older and learned more about the queer community and myself, it just seemed that these moments were made to seem pure in order to make and keep the gay palatable. However, over the past couple of years, there's been a noticeable shift which has reached quite a peak this year and it's such a beautiful thing to see.

I say all of that to say to hell with the bashful decency that aimed to keep queerness in it's place. Because we make love like the world might end tomorrow, and we most certainly fuck like it too.

[pr0wlerpunk]

First time

Character: A-train

Requested|Yes|No|

Afab!Reader

Warnings: Talk about sexy times, unprotected sex(wrap up before you get smacked up), nsfw, cussing (yk the usual freaky boys stuff) (also not proofread)

You didn’t tell Reggie you were a virgin at first. You’re both really popular and if it ever got out that a member of the seven was still a virgin then it would be really humiliating

When you first joined the seven you naturally gravitated towards A-train, he was the nicest all be it cockiest out of the group. You didn’t flat out trust him and he didn’t trust you either, but as time passed you both grew closer, increasingly so that he told you his real name and a little bit about himself

You grew to like the speedster and felt bad about keeping this secret from him when he trusted you so much, It was slowly eating away at your sanity and on one particular event hosted by Vought to congratulate bringing back the deep you told him

“What did you need to talk about princess?” He smiled, the pet name rolling off his tongue with ease, making your face flush as you chewed your bottom lip anxiously

“I wanted to tell you something..something I’m kind of embarrassed about..” you sighed, your shoulders tense as your hands gripped the dress you wore. He frowned, taking a step closer towards you, the light reflecting off his glasses giving you a clear view of the worry in his eyes

“Hey, what’s up?” He gently grabbed your hand, pulling you closer to his body, his eyes searching over your flushed face

“I uhm..I’m still a virgin..” His eyes widened slightly as his lips twitched which eventually sprouted into a wide grin as he laughed, Your eyes widened as your heart started to race as a sense of worry and dread took over your features

“Don’t laugh!” You stammered, starting to pace back and forth, your hills clicking rapidly against the marble flooring as thousands of thoughts raced through your head. You only stopped when he grabbed your shoulders, the feeling foreign as it brought you back to reality

“I’m sorry, why’re you embarrassed about that exactly?” He smiled, his head tilting to the side a little as he gazed down at you

“Because I’m an adult and I’m literally apart of the Seven!” You groaned, looking down at the beautiful flooring to avoid his gaze, it wasn’t until his shoes came into frame that you looked up.

A soft smile on his lips as he brought his hand up to cheek, caressing it softly with his thumb

“there’s nothing to be embarrassed about, I’m sure you have your reasons for waiting” he said softly, his tone held a bit of warmth and sincerity that made your heart swell and a wild idea pop into your head.

You cautiously took a step forward, your hand on his chest as you looked up at him through your lashes

“can you help me?” His eyes widened, sure there were times he’d wish he could touch you more than a friend could but he knew he couldn’t, so hearing you ask him this almost made him do a double take

“You want me to help?” He’d ask carefully, scared he’d change your mind if he talked too loud or too fast. His heart pumping rapidly against his chest as he watched you nod, his hands almost instantly moving to your hips as he pulled you close to his body

“words baby, I gotta hear you say yes” you about melted when he said that, you grip tightening around the suits clear chest plate

“god, yes, please Reggie” that’s all he needed to hear as he crashed his lips against yours, his grip on your hips tightening as he pulled you flush against his chest, your eyes fluttering shut almost instantly as you gasped, his tongue slithering into your mouth as your lips parted.

he was first to pull away, his lips attaching to your neck as he nipped and kissed the soft skin, you arms going around his shoulders as a quiet moan escaped your lips, the small noise going straight to his head as he groaned against your skin

“god you’re perfect” he whispered against your skin as he backed you up against a pool table, his fingers digging into your hips as they slowly slid down to you thighs, pushing you up against the table, your dress bunching up around your hips as he slowly rolled his hips against yours

“so reactive for me” he smirked, his fingers sliding down under your dress before moving back up to stop at the waistband of your underwear, his cool fingers dipping in to collect your wetness, a soft groan leaving his lips

“I haven’t even touched you yet and you’re already so wet” he buries his head into your neck, sucking dark marks onto the skin as his fingers pump into you slowly, your back arching against him as your mouth parts open slightly, little moans and whines escaping into his ear,

he pumps his fingers a little faster now, your moans growing louder as your hand goes down to grip his forearm

“Reggie” you moan against his ear, your close, dangerously so, and you don’t think you can wait any longer, he lets out a soft grunt as he pulls his head away from your neck, his gaze flicking from your lips to your eyes

“I know baby, come for me” he grunts again, his gaze fixed on your reaction as he circles your clit, that only has you coming in seconds, your head tilted back and your eyes shut, a loud almost pornographic moan escaping your parted lips

“do you still want me to fuck you baby?” He asks softly but his tone is completely different, it’s rough and has a hint of desperation that makes you moan and eagerly nod your head, a soft “yes” leaving your lips as he pulls down the bottom half of his suit slightly, his hips pressed against yours as he removes your underwear, slipping them in his pocket as he removes his boxers

“are you sure you’re ready baby?” He asks softly, his hand coming up to gently cradle your cheek, his thump rubbing against the soft skin

“we can stop if you want” he tilts his head to the side softly as you lock eyes with his, yours completely blown out and glazed over as you nod

“I’m sure Reggie, I wouldn’t want it with anyone other than you” hearing those words slip out your mouth he nods, pressing his lips against yours as he slowly moves inside of you, not stopping until he’s completely inside, bottoming out as you clench around him, whines and small sounds of discomfort leave your lips as he tries to shush them

“I know baby, tell me when to move” he grunts softly, his fingers digging into the flesh of your thighs as he tries not to move until you say, you breath slowly trying to blink away the little pain you feel before nodding

“please Reggie” you moaned softly, giving him the confirmation he needed to start moving his hips, he’s slow at first-making sure he’s not hurting you before picking up his pace, his hips snapping against yours as the pool table slides against the floor, the balls scattering around and falling to the floor at the sudden force

“F-fuck, you feel so good baby” he’d groaned softly, his forehead resting against yours as you clenched around him, driving him further and further to the edge as he panted

“Reggie, f-fuck” you whined, your grip tight around his neck as your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer as your vision went white and you came for the second time, with you clenching and moaning his name he’s not far behind, his hips stuttering against yours as he emptied himself inside you

You sat there panting as a soft smile made its way to your lips

“thank you Reggie” you rubbed his back softly

“no, thank you” he sighed before leaning in to press a soft kiss to your lips

Lets just say you both were incredibly close after that

(Guess I may be back omg :O)

[ra3theemo]

why did patrick stump make bad side of 25 sound like the most ass shakable, upbeat, make me wanna wave my hands in the air, happy sounding, song off of soul punk when the lyrics talk about stuff not like any of that at all?

[houseroyceforlife]

If my girl Rhea Royce is not given her chance to jump scare haunt Daemon while he is at Harrenhal I will riot.

[hraewordsmith]

teeny tiny life update. love to you all.

[namine-rae]

I’m taking a folklore class this semester, and we have to do 5-7 minute presentations on folklore we’ve seen in our everyday lives

so, of course, I had to do a presentation on Little Baby Man

It was very chaotic and funny, and I figured the dpxdc fandom deserves to know I did that

I can share the write up and the pictures I used later if anyone’s interested

[before-it-felt-like-a-sin]

Dating apps aren't working time to dye my hair bright pink

[hcneyliv]

well. that was bullshit. but not for the reasons you’d expect. i actually really liked the scene! it was absolutely beautifully acted and shot, mariska and chris knocked it out of the park as i expected they would. i also thought it was incredibly in character for liv to not be ready just yet, she admitted to amanda that she still hasn’t forgiven him for abandoning her and that makes sense! she’s been left by every single person in her life with the EXCEPTION of fin and noah. she’s scared to move into a relationship with elliot, have it not work out and lose him forever. this all lines up with the literal 24 years of canon that we have at our fingertips. it also shows how much olivia trusts him, she trusts him to pick up her son. she’s admitted TO HIM that she WANTS HIM but she simply can’t RIGHT NOW. HOWEVER i AM upset about how it was baited, they switched out the scenes last minute. they promoted a completely different scene and switched it LAST MINUTE and olivia, instead of crumbling and letting elliot hold her up, was left to prop herself AGAIN. and even if they were always going to do the bait and switch of the scenes they shouldn’t have promoted the scene the way it was, if they were always gonna do this they should’ve left us in the dark instead. it would’ve been better received, and allowed for fans to allow the natural progression of their relationship.

[poundingwaves]

Ok I know The Bad Kids are teenagers and I know the players are improvising and under a ridiculously tight schedule but idk the themes just weren't coming together for me. I think if we had like 1 more hour of narrative and 1 less hour of combat between ep 18-20, a lot could've been reckoned with before/during the final battle.

I know The Bad Kids did what needed to be done with the time and knowledge that they had but, knowing that The Rat Grinders (minus klck lol) were violently possessed by rage, I just wish there were other options. Maybe Fig's psychic meddling with Ruben could've triggered his sense of justice for Lucy. Maybe the shards of Cassandra could've been used to call to the old Ankarna. Maybe Fig's belief in the original Ankarna could've caused lapses in the rage crystals the way that Bakur flickered back and forth between his pit fiend and high elf forms. Like Justice can take so many forms and I just wish there was more of a throughline of rehabilitation over penalization.

And I feel like the stark contrast of Ankarna talking to The Bad Kids individually after the battle really underlines the issue. Yes, the hammer of justice falling on those who do harm is sometimes necessary, but it cannot be the only option. And the fact that Ankarna felt useless as the goddess of justice if she couldn't kill for her followers made me so fucking sad.

I loved the therapuetic scenes of The Bad Kids addressing their families and facing the ways they've been wronged and have maybe even caused harm. I just wish the Rat Grinders who were groomed, murdered, possessed, and murdered again had had the same chance instead of just being unceremoniously revivified as a narrative afterthought.

[adonneniel]

How did Bioware manage to turn elves from struggling minority to "oh no I'm the oppressor I'm so sorry for what my people did to yours!!! :("

(even though it was actually our gods who also enslaved us & we continued to be enslaved and persecuted for thousands of years after the fact. Modern DA elves have zero institutional power, but a newcomer to Dragon Age wouldn't know that from this game, lmfao)

Yeah, as one of the minority groups these elves were based on, it Feels Bad Man.

[piningintrovert]

Another awesome thing about The Boopening™ is that people will most likely come across blogs that may have never been on their radar otherwise

And to think — some may boop out of love, mischief, malice (are you ok?), or duty but maybe the true purpose of booping is the friendships we make along the way

[pr0wlerpunk]

Title: I trust you.

Person: Roman reigns(yayyy)

Requested: |Yes|No|

Part. 2 Part. 3

★Trust Masterlist

Afab!reader

Warnings: slight!angst, slight!dark themes, reader feels frightened after the whole Sami zayn thing, Reader thinks bloodline is going to betray her, reader is very overwhelmed so that means crying :/

Pairings: Romantic!roman x reader, slight!romantic!Jey x reader, slight!romantic!Jimmy x reader, slight!romantic!solo x reader, also includes a very friendly Paul heyman

Pic creds: WWE/friend Aya

A/n: this is meant for a Roman x Reader thing but it also has some bloodline x reader, also no real plot made!

Standing backstage watching Sami and ko talk Paul walked up to you

“Miss Yn, you have a match right after…that” he gestured towards the screen

“Wait what?” You were confused, how’d you been that out of it you’d forgotten about a match?

“Miss Yn, have you forgotten?!” Seeing the shocked expression on his face was enough to keep you quite

“Oh my, I’ll contact the tribal chief and tell him you can’t do this match-”

“No!” You were quick to say rushing to grab his hands

“No?” He questioned

“I’m doing the match” nodding your head as you spoke

Paul slowly put his phone back into his pocket before nodding and leaving

You let out a short huff as you felt tears prick your eyes…

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You hadn’t known what to expect but asuka wasn’t one of them, still you carried on the match like you would any other one

Except

Something was off

Everyone could see it…

You were on edge

All you could think about was how many times the boys got ambushed or even Cody rhodes coming down that ramp with Ko and Sami, still you knew you couldn’t fail

Failure would compromise your position in the bloodline

Because unlike Sami you actually loved being in it…

So you pushed yourself, breaking out of all the holds and pins she had you in, at one point you thought you were about to win

That was until..

“Asuka with her mist!” Corey yelled into his mic as you felt the sudden burn to your eyes

wiping at your face to try and get some of the most of as your vision blurred, barely being able to see you felt a kick to the face

Stumbling back you felt a liquid run down your mouth as you realized she made your nose bleed

Again thought swirled in your head

This is too much

What are they going to think of me?

Do they think I’m useless?

What does Roman think of me now?

Does he think I’m useless too?

You hadn’t realized it but you were crying

Quiet sobs racked through your throat as you trembled with only one current thought

You had to win.

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And so you did

with a spear actually she never saw it coming as it knocked her out cold

Blood rushing out of her nose as you hoped out the ring and walked up the mat

The stadium erupting in cheers of your name as you turned out of sight

The first thing you could start to see was Paul and a medic

But you kept walking wanting this night to be over

you could hear Paul tell the medic something before his footsteps picked up until he was right next to you as you both stood outside the entrance to Roman’s locker room

Silence filled the air as neither of you made a move to enter

“Miss Yn..” turning your head slightly as to acknowledge him

“Are-are you okay?” You could fill the tears prick back up in the sincerity of his voice

You sucked in a breath as you shaked your head yes, not trusting you voice to speak

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As you and Paul entered he took his seat next to Roman as you stood awaiting

Roman looked up before motioning you to come towards him

Making your way you expected to be yelled at

What you didn’t expect was for him to pull you into his lap to inspect your nose and eyes

“Why’d you turn away the medic?”

It was a simple question really

so why did it break the wall you had built up?

Tears streamed down your face for the second time this night as sobs broke out your throat

Body shaking as Roman pulled you further into him shushing you

You couldn’t see the confused face Roman gave his cousins

Or even their confused ones back

“Baby, why’re crying?” His voice softening

All you could repeat was “I’m sorry”

All your bottled up feelings came rushing out at once and you didn’t know how to stop them

“Babygirl look at me”

“You did nothing wrong, so why are you crying?” Hearing his confusion you sniffled before speaking

“Because I almost lost the match, and you probably think I’m stupid for not expecting her mist, and you probably think I’m like Sami, and im scared your all gonna turn on me when I don’t expect it-” you rambling was cut short as he quickly spoke up

“Hey, hey, hey” his voice light as he looked directly into your eyes

“You will Never be stupid or useless to me or anyone I’n this family you hear me?” His voice become start as he continued his own ramble

“You are Not Like Sami and you Never will be”

“So what if you got sprayed, you Won that’s all that matters and you should be proud of yourself like we are” you eyes widened before you spoke

“You’re-you’re proud of me?”

You couldn’t see it but Jey,Jimmy and Solo exchanged knowing looks with each other

“Yes sweetheart we all are” he gestured behind him where Jey,Jimmy and Solo all agreed

“Why?” Your voice meek as you spoke

“Because we Trust you”

There was a pause..

“Princess I Trust you..” hearing that statement made more sobs come out as your body shook

“Shh I know, cmon let’s get you cleaned up babygirl”

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After getting cleaned up you went to bed before them shortly after they entered the room standing over you

“She’s overwhelmed uce” jimmy spoke quietly as to not wake you

His twin rolled his eyes scoffing lowly

“She needs a break from this bullshit”

It was silent as the tension picked up

“Nah”

Eyes turning to their youngest

“She needs us”

Solo spoke looking directly at your sleeping form

They all looked at each other before nodding with a shared thought..

You Needed Them

And No One was taking you away from them

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Not proof read!

If this does well and if you guys ask for it I might make a part 2

[ra3theemo]

all the bad bitches and gay twinks want patrick stump

[harryspet]

Hi lovely people!! Please be patient with me as I adjust to the next semester of my master's program. I really enjoyed writing over my winter break, and I want to continue for the sake of my mental health, but I will be a bit slower because of my schedule/workload. I appreciate all the lovely messages in my inbox, I'm sorry I'm so bad at answering them! 💕💕💕💕✨✨✨✨