#rick tyler imagine

[opalimagines]

The Talk

You and Rick tell your father that you're dating, and he decides it's time to have The Talk

Rick Tyler/gn!reader and Dad!Richard Swift x gn!reader (BUT I wanted to make the grandpa joke so there's the implication that reader has a uterus. You can easily skip that line though)

Warnings: There is discussion of sex here in the context of a father talking to two teens about being safe but no one is actually having sex

"Are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Yeah, of course." You stopped your fist before your knuckles could rap on the door and looked over at Rick, who had his hands shoved into the pockets of his jacket. "You're not?"

"I just don't want to be sent to purgatory."

Smiling, you rolled your eyes. "Come on, he wouldn't do that. He likes you."

"He might not like me anymore when he finds out we're dating," Rick pointed out matter of factly.

"It won't be like that." You reached out and gave his arm a little squeeze. "We came all this way. We have to tell him eventually, so we might as well just get it over with."

Sand had invited you to come stay in New York and spend Thanksgiving week with your father, and he was happy to extend the invitation to Rick when you asked. The two of you arrived that morning and spent the day with Sand, Jennie, Todd, and Grant, as well as your father, and while it was fun, there was another reason for bringing Rick along. So, after dinner, you made your way to The Shade's quarters to deliver the news of your relationship.

Before Rick could agree with you, the door swung open to reveal your father sitting at his desk, which was as neatly organized as the rest of the room. He didn't look up from his journal as his fountain pen scratched the paper.

"Are you two going to come in, or did you plan on standing out there all evening?"

You held your hand out to Rick, and he took it without hesitation, lacing your fingers. Stepping into the room together, you went straight to the point. "Rick and I wanted to let you know that we're dating."

Shade had an amused look on his face as he finally turned his attention from his writing. "Oh my, is that what the bickering was about? I already suspected as much."

"What do you mean?!"

"You two haven't exactly been subtle today."

Rick looked at you and you at him, and you both realized what he was talking about. Casual affection was already pretty normal at that point since the two of you had been falling into it before even going on a date, so neither of you thought much of being close to one another. Everyone else in the house already caught onto it, but you thought since he hadn't spent as much of the day with you, he probably hadn't noticed. Well, you were wrong.

"So, you're not mad?" Rick had been prepared to hear how he wasn't good enough for you at best and for a trip to the Shadowlands at worst. Not this.

"Mad, dear boy? No, I'm quite happy for you both. I noticed your fondness for each other months ago. Why do you think I invited you into our home?"

Whether it was in Opal or Blue Valley, he was quite protective of his space and his peace. You didn't really consider the significance of having Rick over until then, thinking it was because of their work to resurrect Grundy. You chuckled softly and explained. "He rarely lets other people in our home. Jack's the only other person he's invited over since I started living with him. Who even knows how long it'd been before that?"

"Decades," Shade answered as he got to his feet and came to stand in front of the two of you, clapping a hand on Rick's shoulder. "You have nothing to worry about, Rick."

He was still a little on edge because it seemed to be going too well. "You're not even going to give me the 'hurt them, and I'll kill you' speech?"

Shade smiled. "I always thought I'd have to someday, but luckily, they brought home someone who doesn't need it."

Rick relaxed considerably at those words, that last bit of nerves completely disappearing. Hearing that from your father, knowing that he didn't think his kid was dating trash, really meant something. When he looked at you, you were beaming, and you brushed your thumb over his.

"See? I told you it would be okay."

As it turned out, that particular discussion was only the beginning.

A short time later, the two of you were in your room, Rick having snuck over from his own after you both got ready for bed. You were snuggled into his side, nice and warm under the blanket, until you heard a knock on the door and your father's voice saying your name.

You shot up and threw the blanket off. And Rick? Well, he just knew he needed to be anywhere else at the moment besides in your bed.

"Get in the closet!" you whisper yelled, pulling him over by his hand and giving him a peck on the lips before practically shoving him inside. "Sorry!"

Rick couldn't exactly argue with your urgency because finding you and him in bed together, as innocent as it was, probably wouldn't go over well with your father. Still, he never thought he'd be the boyfriend hiding in the closet.

Pulling the door open, you tried your best to look and sound casual. "Everything alright, Papa?"

"Oh, yes," he answered with a smirk. "I wanted to speak with you."

Seeing your chance, you stepped out and began to close the door behind you. "Okay, let's go for a walk."

"No, no. Let's talk inside."

"Sure." You had a feeling that he knew what was going on, but you still played along for the moment and flipped on the light before letting him in. Shade shut the door and sat in the chair in the corner, and you took the bed. "So, what's up?"

He looked over at the closet, and you knew your suspicion was correct. "Come out now, Rick. You need to hear this, too."

Slowly, Rick opened the door and peeked out. You were clearly nervous, which was understandable considering the situation, but Shade didn't look even a little bit as enraged as he assumed he'd be.

Rick stepped out, and Shade gestured toward the spot next to you on the edge of the bed. "Please, sit."

He took the seat, and you placed your hand over his in support. "We were just going to sleep. We weren't doing anything–" you started, but your father stopped you.

"You don't need to explain." Shade sat forward in the chair, letting out a sigh. He'd tried to prepare for this moment before he came by, but it clearly didn't do him much good. "Oh, damnation. I thought I had a few more years before I had to do this."

You were still waiting for him to get to the point because, as quick as you were, you hadn't caught on yet. On the other hand, Rick's eyes were as wide as dinner plates. Once Shade produced a box of condoms from his coat, you also realized precisely what was happening. "Oh, no. Papa, we've only been dating for three weeks! We're not doing that."

"I was a young man once, too. I know how quickly things can happen." Shade reached out and placed the box on your bedside table, knowing that you'd only be more embarrassed to take it from his hand. "I'm not here to judge you on what you may or may not be doing together. I simply wanted to remind you to please be safe. If you ever decide to do more than sleep, please use one of those. After all, I'm far too young to be a grandfather."

"Oh my god!"

Shade stood from the chair as Rick still sat frozen, and you had your head in your hands. "If either of you need to talk about these things, you can always come to me."

"Yes, Papa." You zipped over to the door, holding it open for him to get out as quickly as possible. "We appreciate that. Thank you. Goodnight."

Once he exited and you shut the door behind him, everything came out at once. "I'm so sorry I didn't think he'd do that I mean not with you here it was humiliating I get it if you want to go back home that was too m—are you...laughing?"

Rick bit his lip to try and hold it in as you sat down next to him again. "Sorry. I just can't believe I got the facts of life talk from The Shade of all people."

You couldn't help laughing, too. "Yeah, I see your point. Still, I'm sorry. We've only been dating for three weeks, and it's not like I haven't thought about it, but–" Your eyes went wide, and you threw yourself into bed. "Okay, goodnight!"

Rick smiled as you yanked the blanket over your head to hide, and he gently pulled it back down. "If it makes you feel better, I've thought about it, too. More than once."

Your grip on the blanket loosened. "Really?"

"Yeah. But I'm not ready for that yet."

"Neither am I."

"Then we don't need to worry about those," he said, nodding towards the condoms, "until we're both ready. Whenever that is."

You smiled up at him. "That sounds good to me."

"Still want me to stay?" After everything, he could see you preferring he stay in his own room.

"Please."

Rick turned the light off and climbed back into bed with you, holding you in his arms like he was before your father appeared.

Even without your father's approval, you would've kept seeing Rick, but it was still nice to know you had it.

[hoiststowline]

rotary

Rick Tyler / Hourman x reader

The doubt was slowly eating him up inside, enough to move to his outward motions. His hands clenched, fingers digging painfully into his palm, yet, he could not bring himself to shake the feeling free.

“Y’alright?”

You’re staring at him over the top of a book, attempting to work on some project that he isn’t quite sure of its topic. He sits across from you, eyes glued down to the table below him.

No, no he wasn’t.

Rick knew he had one last fight in him to keep himself from blurting the sentence aloud, and he begged for forgiveness for what your face would surely show if it ended up slipping.

Instead, your book falls lower, a flurry of concern in your expression, dropping the object to the table with a loud thud.

“Rick?”

It’s softer, eyeing for his attention one more time.

He looks up, and it’s hard not to notice the worry and fear that’s welled into his eyes. He’s internally fighting something, you know it.

“I know it goes without saying, but I am here for you. You know that, don’t you?”

Your hand comes across the table, reaching for the one that currently wasn’t tearing his palm to shreds.

“I know.”

It’s the first thing you’ve gotten him to say, and he finally relents, biting his bottom lip as his fingers finally fall free.

“As long as you know.”

You’re squeezing his hand, running your thumb alongside the back of his, softly moving over his knuckles as it slides back and forth.

It’s calming, if only slightly.

His anger has dwindled, he’s sure of that, it no longer consumes him from head to toe anymore.

That self doubt, though…

“So what’s on your mind, Rick?”

His left eye twitches, and he shakes his head, hand pulling free from yours and pushing his chair backwards.

He stands, shoving his hands into his jean pockets, feeling the warmth of your hold disappearing too quickly.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry—“

“Why?”

Rick rasps, his shoulders shrugging upwards, then they fall back into place.

“What’s the point, y/n?”

“I don’t understand, Rick, I—“

“You keep putting up with me, and all I do is push you away.”

You stand as well, going to round the table to move next to him, when your outstretched hands fall back to your sides.

“Hey,”

You whisper, taking a hesitant step forwards, praying that he wouldn’t take one backwards.

“It’s not putting up with you, Rick. It’s just being with you, you can try and push me away all you like, I’m not going anywhere.”

You’re trying to convince him, and you can tell it’s not really working, because he just sighs and leans back against the table.

“What can I do?”

“It’s not you.”

He shakes his head, forcibly pushing the thoughts away once he met your gaze.

“I’m sorry, y/n. I’m having trouble with something else, and I’m taking it out on you.”

“That’s alright.”

You shrug, hand finally coming to his arm to run your hand up and down his upper arm, smiling softly at him.

“Talk to me when you’re ready, alright?”

He can’t help the disappointment, watching you pull away and retreat back to the table, picking up your back and continuing your reading.

He will tell you, eventually. Just not now, not before he gets his mindset back into a better state.

Then, he’ll spill his guts.

[featheryminx]

Tyler Hoechlin is in Castle, and all I’m saying is that the timelines actually work NEAR PERFECTLY for Castle and Teen Wolf to be set in the same universe.

Castle S2 (where we meet Dylan) is set in 2010, ONE YEAR before the first season of Teen Wolf aired. If “Dylan” is an alias that Derek used while he was in New York with Laura, then…

[ratlordsarah]

absolute ton of wg music HCs because I am obsessed with music

dr two brains/ steven

-obsessed with the 80s

-favorite song is between careless whisper, and out of touch by Daryl hall & John Oates

-most certainly goes on summer night drives with the window rolled down listening to songs like everybody rules the world and other various 80s songs

-favorite band is between queen and abba

Amazo guy

-obsessed with the 90s

-secretly loves Britany spears, but won’t tell anyone

-favorite songs are starman by David Bowie, everybody by the Backstreet Boys, and his secret third favorite is baby one more time by Britany spears

-favorite bands/artists are David Bowie and the backstreet boys

becky

-doesn’t listen to music much, but really likes come on Eileen by dexys midnight runners, and livin la vida loca by Ricky Martin

-will listen to about everything except rap (out of spite towards Toby)

toby

-Eminem fan

-absolutely loves counting stars by one republic, the ceiling can’t hold us by Macklemore, and nearly any imagine dragons song

-probably would be a lemon demon fan

lady redundant woman

-favorite songs are definitely 9 to 5 by dolly pardon, bad romance by lady gaga, and dancing queen

-favorite song by frank Sinatra is definitely strangers in the night

-favorite band is abba

-probably cries to dancing queen each time that song plays

the butcher

-favorite songs are sweet home Alabama, fortunate son, and stayin alive by the bee gees

-favorite bands/artists are lynyrd skynyrd, Elton John, Bon Jovi, and Billy Joel

-goes nuts over you may be right by Billy Joel and will talk about it for hours

-old time rock n roll by bob seger is actually his ultimate favorite

invisi-bill

-favorite songs are counting stars by one republic, and centerfold by the j. Geils band

-half his playlists are energetic songs from movie soundtracks

-quite literally floats of the ground listening to free bird

-if the song’s not energetic, he doesn’t like it

miss question

-favorite song is without a doubt killing me softly with his song by fugees and ms. Lauryn hill (based)

-Whitney Huston is her hero

-other favorites are funky town, super freak by Rick James, cake by the ocean by dnce, and just about any Michael Jackson song

-her and two brains probably have the best music taste for a long late night car ride

chuck the evil sandwich making guy

-listens to mostly video game soundtracks

-favorite songs are nearly every remix made of megalovania and buddy holly by weezer

-loves 80s music but doesn’t know it

-will listen to nearly anything

-listens to emo music when people don’t find the “deeper meaning” behind him nearly crushing a school under a sandwich press over a hair net (same bro, same 😔)

Miss power

-favorite song is holding out for a hero by Bonnie tyler

-enjoys just about any song with the word ‘power’ in the title

-secret that handsome devil, and Katy Perry fan

Leslie

-likes anything abba

-favorite song is lay all your love on me by abba

whammer

-literally any loud and energetic song

-likes 2econd 2ight 2eer by will wood, but hates the lyrics for no reason

mr. Big

-Huey Lewis and the news fan

-really likes the 60s

-really likes loud music

Am I a little too hyper obsessed with music? Absolutely 👍

[cosmoacrosscosmos]

No matter what you say I will always imagine Rick Tyler as a girl dad with twin girl’s obviously Beth is there mom but I just manage him with his hands full with two twin girls

[foundfam2754]

Season 17e4 live reactions!

Spoilers…obviously

- ooh shady deal going down

- hmm never heard conked used as a word for car

- okay it rlly bugs me that on CME is so much harder to see anything

- I KNEW IT, she was gonna use a ruse

- oh man this sounds like a revenge-led UNSUB

-EM DONT ARGUE PL, DONT SWEAR

- lol she looks so done and I love her

- aren’t her fingerprints already in file??

- TYLER. BOUNDARIES

- PEN STANDING HER GROUND

- she’s learning!! pen’s sharing the lessons she learned w Tyler

- OH HOUSE alarm - I was so confused

- also why is all this focus on the alarm making me think pen will be bulgarized or hurt

- okay I really fucking love this Dave getting the mind of the killer by imagining them thing they do , it’s so interesting

- “prick” lol Emily

- JJ :(

- I think they’re all gonna fall into the “conspiracy theory” thing when they solve cases this season w voit getting in their heads and that’s going to be really cool

- HAHA I love chaotic kinda angry Em

- WHAT WAS THAT SMILE MS PRENTISS

- Sydney’s such a badass I fucking love it; GO MAMA BEAR

- jeez Elias “I’ll find you”, that was freaking scary

- LEE!?!? I TOLD YALL CALLING HIM BY HIS BIRTH NAME WOULD BE IMPACTFUL

- I think that they too often read into what Voit says - I think the conspiracy theory has the team second guessing everything - every case, every potential clue. I think the way they’re officially gonna win over Voit is taking his word for what it is. That’s my theory for s17

- is that Debby Ryan??

- bahahaha pen being crazy mad is soo funny “can you get me another one of these”

- what did she say in French??

- okay I miss Garvez so much but Pen and Tyler are funny as fuck together

- why does Dave know what tattoo ink is made up of?

- okay Tara “Spencer Reid” Lewis, knowing tattoo stats of the top of her head

- fucking brian

- oh god Brian is going to get himself killed

- “Is it because you shot at us?” 😂😂

- god holly is so strong :( heart is hurting for the little girl

- HOLY CRAP I WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT

- why are they interrogating her? she’s sad :(

- hehe hot scary Luke

- elias’ biggest fear is someone becoming him damn

- holly needs to be protected at all costs

- WHY IS HE STILL NOT CONFESSING TO PROTECT HIS FRIKIN CHILD. goddamn Elias

- poor Sydney :(

- JJ, you are important ❤️

- not everything is related to gold star!!! I don’t think they should be connecting everything! Is it just me? Or is this not part of the whole conspiracy theme that this season has? Maybe it’s just me

- tyler, you’re not tugging at heart strings like you’re thinking bud

- “really intense incredible connection” I mean yes but also no?

- pen come on that was NOT moving do not be shook

- I feel a tiny bit that this ep hard to follow, so many interesting storylines but none fleshed out enough for me to follow everything, idk

- I can’t get over how much this actress looks like Debby Ryan 😂😂

- okay wait interesting - daughter following in father’s footsteps all around? jade and rick and holly and voit? if that’s intentional, that’s really good writing

- ALL HAIL THE BLACK QUEEN INDEED

- oh no what happened pen?

- no way that’s gold star???? they would NOT tell us this early

- holy crap whoa! a team?!? Interesting…

- Am I the only one thinking it’s a lil icky that they’re trading support for holly for help from voit? I get it’s their only option and they’re desperate but still

-OOH VOIT as part of the BAU, interesting

- I still don’t trust Elias, I think he’s intentionally messing with them, making them second guess everything

[nerdytextileartist]

The Cursed Photo

Rick Tyler:  Hey, Roy!  Jess and I were going through some old photos.

Roy Harper:  For the Infinity Inc. reunion?

Rick: Yeah.

Rick pulls out a newspaper clipping and hands it to Roy.

Roy, reading the clipping: “Villains, Vigilantes Clash at Calgary Conference”.  Nice to be able to look back and laugh at the time you thought you killed a guy.

Rick:  Check out the picture.

Roy looks at the faded picture printed in the article, which features Injustice Unlimited*.

Roy, amused: Holy crap.  People say crooks today are stupid for filming and posting their crimes on Facebook.

Rick: I know.  Wizard just made a guy come over, set up his camera, got everybody to pose and say “cheese”.

Roy, laughs:  Oh, they look great-

Roy looks a bit closer.

Roy: Is The Shade wearing a gimp suit?!

Rick, laughs: With the top hat!

Beat

Rick and Roy erupt with laughter, not noticing a pitch black shape forming behind them.

Roy: Where did he get it, Dr. John’s?

The Shade: It was a Gambi, actually.

Rick and Roy immediately stop laughing as The Shade leans over between them and snatches the clipping.

The Shade, inspecting the picture:  I had it commissioned after Barry took the mantle.  It was the style at the time.  Not one of Paul’s best, but I was pleased.  Looking at it now, it really didn’t leave much to the imagination.  It’s a wonder that we didn’t get any complaints from parents.

Beat

Rick and Roy continue to say nothing as The Shade looks at them both and forms a rather “Joker-esque” smile on his face.

The Shade: And how are you doing today, gentlemen?

*see Infinity Inc. (1984) issue 35, page 5.

[cipheress-to-k-pop]

Hi Love, I’m still trying to figure out how to send the parody all at once because it’s pretty long so bare with me. But I do want to talk about my Stargirl idea, which will be vague as to not spoil the show in case you or anyone reading hasn’t watched it yet and wants to. (as they should!)

(Breakdown of the plot of Stargirl: the shows follows Courtney Whitmore, after moving to a small town when her mom marries her Pat Dugan she finds the Cosmic Staff and is chosen as it’s new wielder. Pat reveals the staff belonged to Sylvester Pemberton aka Starman and Pat was his sidekick know as Stripesy. He is only surviving person from the JSA who were defeated by the ISA years ago. The same night Courtney father was supposed to come and visit her, making he believe Starman is her real father. Courtney believes that the ISA are still out there and need to be stopped despite Pat telling her to leave it alone. She recruits Yolanda as Wildcat, Beth as Dr Mid-Nite, and finds the son of Hourman Rick Tyler. As it turns out the ISA are right under their noses and the new JSA, complete with Pats robot S.T.R.I.P.E they have to take them down.) (Also this show does have a few characters from Young Justice besides Stargirl. Icicle and Icicle Jr though he mainly goes by Cameron who is nothing like the one on YJ. Plus Sportsmaster, Tigress and Artemis are there as well, they are kinda similar but in this one Crusher is a good dad. No Jade tho)

So Blood Binder Readers backstory is the same, the lords of order coming in the night and taking out all but her. But in this universe Kent Nelson knows Reader is there so he rallies the Justice Society of America, the JSA to help him get to Readers dimension and save her. They probably use the Thunderbolt.

Now in this I imagine Reader to be like 4 or 5 at the most and let’s just say she is not okay with this. First there is the slaughter of her family, her people. Now she’s being sucked into a portal and dropped into a room of scary looking people, most have weapons or scary masks so she gets scared. She runs away from them and then encounters Pat, Stripsey, (Starman sidekick who doesn’t get treated with the respect he deserves) who is coming back from a coffee run. Reader sees him, and is like “he’s very dad shaped I can trust him.” And koala clings herself to his leg.

Meanwhile everyone else is running around the brownstone trying to find her and Pat wanders in and is like “I know as a sidekick I’m not supposed to ask questions but I gotta ask…” and lifts up his leg to show Reader.

The rest of them try to get Reader to open up but she refuses. Like if they try to feed her she throws the food in their faces but if Pat gives her a snack she eats it. Also I think this version of her in more chaotic and unknowingly uses her magic to mess with them. She’s not trained yet but her magic likes making their chairs disappear and their coffee to spill on them.

But then the events of the pilot happen and even if Reader didn’t prefer Pat he’s the only one left. So Reader is raised by him and that makes Mike her little brother.

The events of the show start happening and Reader finds Courtney with the Cosmic Staff and is like “she’s going to get herself killed I gotta help this little shit.” Courtney tries to recruit her because of her powers but Reader is very stern about not joining the JSA, she refuses to be on the team that had Dr Fate but doesn’t explain it any further.

As for her powers she’s not very well trained but is still very powerful. She’s spent her whole life with Pat accidentally causing problems because she can’t control her power. She has no one to train her since Kent Nelson died and she doesn’t know any magic users. Normally she just goes to an abandoned place, away from people (so no one gets hurt) just to practice. Still I think she’s randomly using magic that she’s comfortable with, especially to annoy the people she doesn’t like.

I do think she would be able to stop the events of episode ten (iykyk) because she uses illusions to trick Brainwave so they can escape. She doesn’t really plan it or know what she’s doing but does it with ease, proving to the others just how powerful she is.

During the final battle she finally shows how powerful she is. Because she believes in not only herself but the people around her. After the battle is over she agrees to join the team under the condition that she never has to work with Dr Fate. This is an non issue since there isn’t one anymore.

Since the villain in S2 is Eclipso I can see that being interesting too. One of the things Eclipso does in her inside their heads and makes them see their worst nightmares or things that scare them. I think he would use that to make her relive the massacre. This when she reveals her past to the others and the guilt she has about her people’s deaths. And since his powers stem from dark magic this would be a hell of a fight.

Also the Shade is introduced in that season and I can her matching his cryptic energy only she’s wearing a different color scheme and he’s like “the rest of these children get on my nerves. But you I like.” He would be a questionable influence but could help her with dark magic.

Even though a lot of people ship Rick and Beth (they are confirmed cannon) I like Reader and him. Both lost their parents at a young age and have to carry on the legacy but don’t know how to do it. Both tend to be a little reckless despite this. And since I’m S1 Rick wants to kill Solomon Grundy because of him killing his parents, I think Reader wouldn’t bat an eye where as everyone else is trying to stop him. Because she gets it. Also I like the foil of magic vs science.

I hope this made sense without my fangirling getting in the way. But let me know what you think Love💕💕💕💕

Ok so firstly I need to apologize for taking soooo long to respond, I have absolutely no excuse����😭😭 I love youuu and I'm sorryyyyy

Secondly thanks so much for sending me so many asks and just being so interested, It really does mean alot to me💕💕

And thirdly, damn you really seem to like this show. You kinda had be in the start but when you started explaining s2 I got super confused lmao

I like the idea though, this reader seems much more sure of herself and it's nice to see honestly. And I'm really happy that she has some sort of father/parental figure in this universe cuz my girl really needed one.

This can just be one of the other universes in this mutiverse.

I honestly don't know how we got to this but we're here.

Also I don't know who Rick is but if you tell me that they make a cuteass couple I'll believe you bb. I'm also oddly satisfied that his name is Richardk. Esp w my Dick Grayson obsession. Like how perfect is that?

Sorry again that it took me so long to respond😭😭😭

Sending loads of love your wayyyy💕💕💕💕💕💕

[rrickgrrimes8]

Request Guideline (2023 Edition)

if you haven’t read my last post (i’ll link it here if you want to read) i’ve decided to revamp my page a little. i’m getting back into writing so i thought i should make another request guideline that better aligns with me and what i want to write and who i want to write for. so enjoy ;)

please make requests here. if there’s any problem with the link let me know! (the link doesn’t work at the moment i’ll add it as soon as i get my laptop back — click the link in my bio or on my masterlist in the mean time :) )

Guidelines:

When requesting please give me the character/celebrity, the show or movie they are from, a description of what you want, whether it will be fluff, angst, smut etc and if you want to be tagged. 

i may not always do smut, especially if it’s not something i’m comfortable with. this is not always the case however but if it is then i’ll let u know if i cannot complete the request.

Please specify if you would like it to be a female, gender neutral or male reader. Just as i explained in my previous post i do not write malexmale smut as it is nothing something i have any experience with - sorry. I will do threesomes (or more) where at least one woman is present :) 

I wont write an imagine about a gay character being straight. 

I am willing to write imagines about darker topics. Such as depression, suicide, eating disorders, etc. I will not however write in detail about rape but i am okay with it being mentioned/ hinted.

My intention is not to glorify or romantise any of these thing, especially since some of them are things i have gone through myself. In the past i haven’t always been sensitive or appropriate with the way i’ve handled them and i’m incredibly sorry if i’ve ever offended anyone or triggered them - this was never my intention. I have taken down some of the work i no longer feel comfortable being public for this reason so please do let me know if something i write bothers you and i’ll take it down.

I also dont like writing imagines where the character/celebrity is a kidnapper or murderer sorry. I also wont do incest relationships.

I dont do ships. I do reader imagines or if youd like to add a name to your request then ill more than happily do it like that.

I will do imagines on plus sizes readers. I will do imagines for family imagines as well and platonic ones too - please assure this is clear within the request. 

When you request something dont expect it to be up straightaway but i will try my hardest to be as quick as possible. I know with my track record that’s not saying much but i really do intend to be better and i’ll try and be more transparent about where i’m at with requests.

In the future there may be some changes to this list based on what i am interested in at the current time. Also if a character you want to request for isnt on the list but the actor is feel free to ask if i’ll do it for that character :)

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[alt-zombee]

Yo, yo, fuck 2DopeBoyz and fuck Nah Right And any other fuck-nigga-ass blog that can't put an 18-year-old nigga Makin' his own fuckin' beats, covers, videos and all that shit Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerkin', LA-slauson rappin' Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas Now back to the album

Well, Tyler, hi, I'm Dr. TC, and um, I'm guessin' That your teacher sent you here to talk 'cause you were misbehavin' Um, it's gonna be three sessions, today, tomorrow, Wednesday So, just tell me somethin' about yourself Well look, if you don't talk, I mean these sessions are goin' to go slower

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep Some food for thought some food for death, go ahead and fuckin' eat My father's dead, well I don't know, we'll never fuckin' meet I cut my wrist and play piano 'cause I'm so depressed Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed This meetin' just begun, nigga, I'm Satan's son

My mother raised me, a single parent, so it's apparent That I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckers Are much important, I'm gettin' angrier while recordin' I'm feelin' like the bulls, I've got a gang of wolves Odd Future is children that's fucked up on they mental Simple, but probably not, fuck 'em

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck Drunk white girls, the only way I'll get my dick sucked Suspended from school, coolest nigga without effort Easy to spot like black bitches with fake leopard Soak me up in a tampon, but keep the lamp on 'Cause this album pack enough evil That you can't fit inside a Jansport Go to school with this

I go from AP to JC inside a fuckin' week Wakin' up with random girls like, "Yo, bitch, how the fuck we meet?" I stay with grandma, she always bitchin' about her carpet Every time I walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit No to drugs, I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honor classes By those that were slow as molasses Take this shit to school

Raquel treat me like my father, like a fuckin' stranger She still don't know I made Sarah to strangle her Not put her in danger and chop her up in the back of a Wrangler All because she said no to homecomin', demons runnin' Inside my head tellin' me evil thoughts I'm the dream catcher, but nothin' but nightmares are caught Go to sleep

I wear green hats because I'm fortunately lucky "Fuck me, " the monster said, somehow the monster's dead Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil With this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either A fucking sin or too illegal, play this shit in church

I graduated without honors or fuckin' father He died (I'm so sorry), no bitch, don't even fuckin' bother I wanted a brother, my mother I told her But instead I got a sister, just like me with her mister nada So both of our imaginations are creations of the fuckin' situation That's having our brains racing like Dayton Wearin' some fuckin' Heelys

I know you fuckin' feel me, I want to fuckin' kill me The times I'm so serious, yes, you think I'm silly I'm doin' Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11 Seven, what's religion, nigga? I am legend I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition I created O.F. 'cause I feel we're more talented Than 40-year-old rappers talkin' about Gucci When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressin' their peers

With the same problem, the only way to solve them Is to go to Father's Day convention with a gold revolver Life's a salad, I'ma toss it, eat that shit up, Rick Ross it Shit it out, bag it up, sell it, I'm so damn rebellious 'Cause my mother let me do what I want She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid My father didn't give a fuck, so it's somethin' I inherit

My mom is all I have so it's never meet the parents When Danielle or Milan decide to fucking share This confused boy, I wanna hug, oy I'm bad for you kids to listen to, soy is not the choice I'm bad milk, drink it

Whoa, um, it seems you had a lot to say Uh, who knows, I might feel as I'm evaluatin'

My wrist is all red from the cutter Drippin' cold blood like the winter, the summer Is never that's equivalent to me and Sarah Well, that's not her fuckin' name, but I think this shit is clever My niggas wanna know if I'm fuckin', if I'm kissin' But I'm sittin' here downin' beers simply just wishin' With a tear they try to tell me, but I never listen 'Cause I don't give a shit like sittin' down pissin'

18, still talkin' to imaginaries Hopefully they see the talent I carry just like Jimmy Losers can never win me, you can never offend me My goal in life is a Grammy, hopefully mom'll attend the Ceremony with all my homies, I'm suicidal This my Zombie Circus, I hope the majors heard this Fuck a deal, I just want my father's email So I can tell him how much I fuckin' hate him in detail

Wow, um So, Tyler, if-, if you had the chance to tell him somethin' What would you tell him?

[opalimagines]

Glad You're Here

Rick stays the night after the final battle with Ultra-Humanite and the Mahkents, and the two of you have a long overdue talk. Takes place right after the events of Frenemies Chapter 13.

Rick Tyler/gn!reader

Warning: Vomiting/minor withdrawal symptoms (he wasn't using the hourglass for too long so I assumed he'd get off a little light)

"I made it."

You stood in the front doorway of your house, smiling softly and relieved he'd actually showed up, as Rick shifted his bag to his shoulder. He found it hard to look you in the eye after what happened. He'd been a total asshole to you, as well as Beth and her parents, when all you wanted was to provide help that he clearly desperately needed. Yet, while he was being taken care of after first removing the hourglass, you insisted he come stay with you.

So he cleaned up and packed a bag before Pat dropped him off at the old Zarick home.

Even if you hadn't pushed for it, truthfully, the last thing he needed was to be all alone back on that farm while withdrawing from the hourglass. Since a few hours had passed, it wasn't quite as horrible as it was when he first took it off. Dr. Chapel told him that since he'd only been using the hourglass constantly for a week or so it shouldn't take more than that for the chemicals to leave his system. But it wouldn't be a cakewalk.

"I made up one of the beds upstairs." You stepped back to let him in. "I'll show you."

Rick walked inside, not feeling quite as comfortable there as he'd begun to in the previous few months. He felt like he'd ruined a safe place, like he didn't deserve it after making so many wrong decisions.

You led him up the steps, which was unfamiliar, considering he'd never stepped foot up there before. Just as you had taken over the basement as your own space, the top level was all for your father. But he'd been gone for a while and would probably continue to be as he helped Jennie and her brother in New York.

Only one door was open, and you reached in to flip on the light inside. All of the furniture pieces except for the bed and the side table, which you'd left a few bottles of water on, were covered in white sheets, but some of the magic themed decorations on the wall quickly told him that this had been Joey Zarick's room. Before he was murdered by Icicle.

"Papa turned the guest room into a study, so this is the only extra bed. I think this room belonged to The Wizard's son, but if that's weird, you can sleep in my room and I'll take the couch."

"No, it's fine. Thanks." Rick stepped inside and placed his bag on the nicely made bed. The fact that you had done that with a cast on one arm didn't make him feel any better. He turned back to you and tried to say the words he'd needed to say for a few days. "(Y/N), I–"

"We can talk tomorrow, okay? You should get some rest." You wanted to get things out in the open as much as he did, but it had been a very long night. It was well past 2am, and Rick had obviously been in need of a good night's sleep for at least a few days.

Part of him wanted to counter that his sleep could be put off long enough for him to at least tell you just how fucking sorry he was, but he simply trained his eyes on the carpet. "...Yeah, okay."

You meant to turn away and head back to the basement, but after everything that had happened the past few days, you couldn't stop yourself from running to Rick and pulling him into a tight hug. He took a moment to get over the surprise and relax into it, carefully wrapping his arms around you.

"I'm glad you're here. I've really missed you," you whispered before pulling away far too soon.

He'd missed you, too. Once he put the hourglass on without the limiter, he stopped spending nearly as much time with you. As he got deeper and deeper into it, there was a part of him that didn't want you to see him that way.

"Goodnight, Rick."

Without giving him a chance to say it back, you vanished in a whoosh of air, leaving Rick to change and get into bed. But the sleep you'd been so insistent on wasn't coming easy, even with the weakness in his body and the heaviness in his eyes. He just kept staring at the ceiling and the shadows that the street light outside was casting onto it. There weren't any street lights out in West Farms, so he wasn't used to anything but the moon at night.

Dr. Chapel had given him some medicine to help with the symptoms after he took off the hourglass, and while it was working, he still felt like complete shit. His heart was beating a little too fast, and his whole body hurt. But he didn't feel like he was dying anymore, not that that was helping with the anxiety that plagued him despite the villains in Blue Valley being gone.

Rick carefully sat up and sighed, running a hand back through his messy hair. He checked the lock screen of his phone and confirmed that he'd been lying awake for almost two hours. He wondered if he was the only one failing to get any sleep.

He left the room and made his way down the steps, moving slowly to not make himself sick. He'd just knock once, and if you were awake and wanting to talk, great. But if he got no answer, he'd go back to bed and hope his mind and body would finally get with the program and rest. You'd still be there in the morning.

Once at your door, he took a breath and lightly knocked on the wood.

The sound was nearly inaudible over the soft music playing from your stereo. After about an hour of tossing and turning, you'd given up completely and thrown on an album—at a low volume, though, just in case it woke Rick up. You'd been sitting up in your bed, holding that little Sonic you loved so much as the gravity of everything that had happened with Ultra-Humanite, Icicle, and Dragon King really set in.

But as soon as you heard the noise, you shut off the turntable and bolted up the steps, opening the door before Rick could even finish knocking.

The sight of his bed head and his simple pajamas—a well fitted grey tee and black sweatpants—made you stumble over yourself a bit. "D-Did my music wake you up?"

"No, I didn't hear anything." You looked just the same as you did a few hours ago, totally wide awake, and he was glad he hadn't ended up disturbing you just because he couldn't sleep. "So...you're having trouble sleeping, too?"

"It's hard to settle down after everything that's happened, you know?" You pointed your thumb back behind you. "Want to come down?"

Rick nodded, and he followed you down the steps and to your bed, which you sat on the edge of, patting the spot next to you once he arrived. He barely even sat down before the words spilled out of his mouth. "I'm sorry for being such an asshole. You didn't deserve any of that. You're not a freak."

"Rick, I forgive you." You put your hand on his shoulder and gave it a little squeeze. "What you said really hurt, but you weren't in your right mind."

"That's not an excuse." Rick stared down at his bruised knuckles, trying to keep it together. Even though he'd taken off the hourglass, his emotions were still a little out of whack. It would be that way for a few days, at least. "I said what I knew would hurt you. I wanted to push you away so you wouldn't stop me." It almost worked, too. You were all the way in New York City with your father, and he wouldn't have blamed you for not coming back.

"It's not your fault. Sylve–I mean, Ultra-Humanite wanted the JSA to break apart. He was manipulating all of us. You with the hourglass, Beth with her parents, Yolanda with Cindy..."

"What did he say to you?"

"He told me that my dad could use his speed to travel through time and to other universes, which I knew about already. I think he wanted me to try it and get lost. It would've hurt Papa a lot, and all three of them really hated him."

"It wouldn't have just hurt him. You're part of our team. I know I said you have no friends, but that wasn't true. We care about you." Rick spoke in a quieter voice as he added, "I care..."

"I care about you too, Rick." You said, smiling softly as you blinked back tears. Sometimes you could forget that you finally had true friends. "I'm so glad you took the hourglass off. If you hadn't, you could've-"

"Died. I know." Rick looked at you, your watery eyes reminding him of when he'd blown up at you and of another thing he hadn't addressed yet. Another cruel thing he said that he didn't actually mean, not in a million years. "There was something else I said that day. How I wanted you to leave me alone..."

"I know that I want to hang out with you too much," His words had been replaying in your head often since he said them. As bad as the rest of it was, you really hated the thought that you annoyed him, "and I know I need to back off a little. Because you were right, you're not my boyfriend."

Rick had almost forgotten about that little bit of projection he'd thrown in there.

"Rick, it's okay that you don't feel the same way I do," you continued. "Being your friend is way more important to me than any of that. I can't blame you for liking Courtney. She's a really great person."

In spite of this serious discussion and how awful he felt, Rick actually laughed. "What?"

"You like Courtney."

The sheer shock and disbelief didn't go away. It got worse, in fact. "What the hell did I do to make you think that?"

Since you'd expected him to agree with your conclusion and let you down gently, you were just confused. "Well, you were acting weird when Courtney and Cameron started going out. I know you don't like him anyway, but it seemed like a jealousy thing."

"Courtney's like my sister." Even the thought of that made his skin crawl. He loved her, but never in that way. "And I just really hate Cameron." Rick gestured to your broken arm, which he'd really been trying not to think about after the way the sight of bone sticking out of your skin fueled his already out of control rage back at the Mahkent home. "I hate him more now that he did that to you."

"This?" You lifted the cast covered arm. "I heal fast. This thing will be off in a few days." A smile spread across your face as you finally looked at him again. "So, I guess this means that Yolanda was right. About you liking me back, I mean."

"She told you?" He'd suspected that his friends knew, but he didn't expect any of them to spill it to you without at least talking to him first. Not that he would've been all that receptive.

"She was tired of us being oblivious. Everyone was, apparently." You traced your finger over one of the little doodles on your cast. "She encouraged me to ask you out, so I invited you to the movies. But you didn't show, and then I remembered how you reacted to Courtney and Cameron earlier that day. I just...assumed she had it wrong."

You'd asked Rick to the movies the very same day he'd removed the limiter from the hourglass. He blew you off to spend the night testing his new power, and he could remember how disappointed you sounded on the phone when he said he wasn't going. At the time, he didn't realize he was hurting you, and he didn't really care. Even if he'd realized it was meant to be a date—and his belief that you could never have feelings for someone like him guaranteed that he wouldn't—the hourglass still would've been more important to him. It was the only thing that mattered at the time, and he hated himself for getting so caught up in it, for multiple reasons. "I'm sorry for standing you up. I'm an idiot."

"It's okay. You've been going through a lot, and I should've been more clear that I was asking you on a date. Maybe we could try it again...whenever you're ready for that."

"Do you really wanna deal with all of this?" With me?

"Rick..." You wrapped your arms around him and hugged him for the second time that night. "You're the first real friend I've ever had. My best friend. I'll be here for you no matter what. Whether it's as your friend or something more is up to you, but that's not a choice you need to make right now. Okay?"

Rick sniffled and tucked his face in the crook of your neck as he hugged you back tightly. The combination of his emotional state, his lack of sleep, and your heartfelt words made him tear up fast. As soon as you felt a drop on your skin, you rubbed his back soothingly.

"You need to get some rest, Rick," you said in a soft tone. "It's been such a long night."

Rick pulled back enough to look at you with red-rimmed eyes, wiping the remaining tear from his damp cheek.. "I already tried that. It didn't work out so well."

"You can sleep here if you want. There's room for both of us."

"You sure?" Letting him stay at your house was one thing, but he hadn't expected you offering to share your bed.

"Mhm." You let go of him and got under the blanket, leaving the side he was still sitting on open. "And you can have him for the night too," you said, holding out your little Sonic. "It'll help you feel better. Trust me."

Rick cracked a small smile as he took the stuffed animal and laid down on the empty side of the bed, facing you. He reached back to turn off the lamp, and you threw the blanket over him. After a moment of indecision, Rick carefully reached out and patted the space between you until he found your right hand and rested his on top of it.

"Being around you...that makes me feel better," he said quietly, closing his eyes. "Goodnight."

You wrapped your hand around his and smiled. "Goodnight."

Rick woke up several hours later in a much different position. He was turned completely around, your chest against his back and your injured left arm slung over his side. He could feel your breathing and the warmth that radiated from your body. It was...nice. Even seeing that the clock on your nightstand read nearly 1pm didn't get him to move.

He was close to drifting off again when you stirred. It took you several moments to register that Rick was there and a few more to realize that you were awfully close to him. Probably too close. You moved your arm off of him and pulled away. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean-"

"No, it's okay. I like it." He didn't want to admit that he already missed it. Physical contact wasn't something he'd gotten a lot of, at least not the comforting kind.

"Oh..." You pressed yourself up against him again and put your arm right back where it was. "Um, I like it too."

"I hope you weren't planning on going to school."

"Absolutely not." After the night the JSA had, every single one of you deserved to skip school that day.

Rick smiled, gently laying his arm over yours. He looked down at the small part of the cast that he could see, noticing a name that he didn't know—Grant. Jennie and your father must have already found another superpowered legacy. He asked you a question that had been on his mind since he heard you left town, grateful that you couldn't see his face at the moment. "Before you heard about Ultra-Humanite and Icicle, were you going to stay in New York?"

"No, I was always going to come back. I just needed a little bit of time away from Blue Valley. And to talk to my father." You let out a soft sigh against his shoulder, which he could feel through his t-shirt. "There was a minute where I considered going there permanently once you were safe from the hourglass, but...I realized that I belong here with the JSA."

"Like I said, you're part of the team." His fingers brushed yours, unable to really hold that hand at the moment. "I'm sorry I made you doubt that."

"No more 'I'm sorry's needed, Rick. At least not for me."

Rick apologized to you as well as the girls, but he still needed to talk to Beth's parents. He would absolutely be doing that, just not that day. Dr. Chapel had even told him to focus on getting back to himself.

"How do you feel about breakfast?" You propped yourself up on your elbow and looked down at him. "Or, I guess it would be 'brunch' at this point."

Since you mentioned it, he couldn't remember the last time he actually ate something. The hourglass had made him forget, but without it, he could feel the hunger pangs. "Sounds great."

"We can have some french toast. Or omelets. Or whatever you want." You got out of bed and stretched, your joints crackling a bit. You didn't usually stay in bed for as long as you had that day. "Maybe we can watch a movie upstairs." There was the old television and VCR right there in your room, but the Zarick family's DVD collection was more extensive and modern than your VHS tape collection.

Rick sat up, and the change in his blood pressure quickly caused a wave of nausea. He was never going to make it over to your bathroom in time, but thanks to your very very quick reaction time, he suddenly had a small trash can in his hands to aim for.

You gently rubbed his back as he heaved into the can. Throwing up with nothing in your stomach was worse than the alternative because then all that would come up was stomach acid and bile. He figured you were right to suggest breakfast after all.

When he finally felt he was done, you helped him to the bathroom. He used some of your mouthrinse to rid the awful taste from his mouth and splashed some cool water on his clammy face. You handed him a small towel to dry off, rubbing his back once again. "I think we should stick with bland foods until you're feeling better."

"Good call."

"You can stay down here. I'll bring you something," you said, gesturing back to your bed.

"Your arm's broken," he reminded you. "I'm not going to ask you to make me breakfast."

Even with one arm, you could still have breakfast done in a second, but it was sweet that he was concerned about it. "Alright, I'll go by Richie's then."

Before Rick could even start to say that he could manage cooking something on his own, you were already gone. He carefully sat back down on the bed and sighed, scrubbing his hand over his face.

As bad as he still felt, he was also glad that he hadn't succeeded in pushing you away. That he hadn't lost you.

[jules-has-notes]

Aca Top 10: Old School Rap — VoicePlay music video

If you've ever wanted to hear a group of 30-something white guys cover classic rap and hip-hip tracks, you're in luck. VoicePlay decided to kick it old school and spit some rhymes. It's a little earnest, and a little tongue-in-cheek, just like the music of the era.

Details:

title: Aca Top 10 – Old School Rap

original songs / performers: "La-Di-Da-Di" by Slick Rick & Doug E. Fresh; [0:18] "Going Back to Cali" by LL Cool J; [0:32] "Push It" by Salt-n-Pepa; [0:58] "Parents Just Don’t Understand" by DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince; [1:09] "Bust A Move" by Young MC; [1:33] "It's Tricky" by Run-DMC; [1:50] "Just A Friend" by Biz Markie; [2:14] "Ice Ice Baby" by Vanilla Ice; [2:22] "The Humpty Dance" by Digital Underground; [2:44] "Rapper's Delight" by the Sugarhill Gang; [3:10] "Walk This Way" by Run-DMC & Aerosmith

written by: "La-Di-Da-Di" by Douglas "Doug E. Fresh" Davis & Richard "Slick Rick" Walters; "Going Back to Cali" by Rick Rubin & James "LL Cool J" Smith; "Push It" by Hurby "Luv Bug" Azor & Ray Davies; "Parents Just Don’t Understand" by Pete Harris, Will "Fresh Prince" Smith, Jeffrey "DJ Jazzy Jeff" Townes; "Bust A Move" by Marvin "Young MC" Young, Matt Dike, & Michael Ross; "It's Tricky" by Joseph "Rev. Run" Simmons, Darryl "DMC" McDaniels, Doug Fieger, & Berton Averre; "Just A Friend" by Marcel "Biz Markie" Hall; "Ice Ice Baby" by Robert "Vanilla Ice" Van Winkle, Mario Johnson, Queen, & David Bowie; "The Humpty Dance" by Earl Humphrey, Gregory "Shock G" Jacobs, & George Clinton; "Rapper's Delight" by Bernard Edwards, Nile Rodgers, Sylvia Robinson, Henry "Big Bank Hank" Jackson, Michael "Wonder Mike" Wright, Guy "Master Gee" O'Brien, Curtis "Grandmaster Caz" Brown, & William Hankshaw; "Walk This Way" by Joseph "Rev. Run" Simmons, Darryl "DMC" McDaniels, Steven Tyler, & Joe Perry

arranged by: Geoff Castellucci

release date: 27 May 2016

My favorite bits:

Layne kicking things off with some classic beatboxing

Earl collapsing the boombox antenna in time with the pitch jump on ♫ "right" ♫

Tony busting out some lowkey dance moves from the "Push It" video

the smooth hand-off of the scratching from Layne to Eli during "Parents Just Don't Understand"

the melodramatic grit in Earl's ♫ "oh ba-by youuu" ♫

continuing the running gag of everyone else leaving Geoff hanging during one song in a medley

pulling out the Groucho glasses to emulate the "Humpty Dance" video

Geoff poutily continuing the "Ice Ice Baby" bass line under "The Humpty Dance"

the back row busting out their best Steven Tyler impressions for the end of "Walk This Way"

Trivia:

○ "Bust A Move" was part of VoicePlay's stage repertoire for several years. (See this corporate gig for an example.)

○ Earl also performed an excerpt from "The Humpty Dance" in a James Brown medley the guys did during their 4:2:Five era.

○ The guys are all wearing thematically appropriate shirts:

Eli — corded over-ear headphone print

Earl — "I remember real hip hop" with boombox graphic

Tony — Run-DMC shades logo (+ bonus MTV logo cap)

Geoff — Freddy Krueger with a boombox

Layne — DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince

○ The video description credits Earl as "MC Pee Pants". I'd imagine there's a story behind it, but nothing I've found so far has provided any obvious context. If anyone knows where that came from, I'd be fascinated to hear it.

[cyarskj1899]

Yo, fuck 2DopeBoyz and fuck Naw Right And any other fuck-nigga-ass blog that can't put an 18 year old nigga Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit Fuck you post-Drake-ass cliche-jerking, LA-slauson rapping Fuck-nigga-ass Hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

Well, Tyler, hi, I'm Dr. TC, and um, I'm guessing That your teacher sent you here to talk cause you were misbehaving Um, it's gonna be three sessions, today, tomorrow, Wednesday So, just tell me something about yourself Well look, if you don't talk, I mean these sessions are going to go slower

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep Some food for thought some food for death, go ahead and fucking eat My father's dead, well I don't know, we'll never fucking meet I cut my wrist and play piano cause I'm so depressed Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed This meeting just begun, nigga I'm Satan's son

My mother raised me a single parent so it's apparent That I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckers Are much important I'm getting angrier while recording I'm feeling like the Bulls, I've got a Gang of Wolves Odd Future is children that's fucked up on they mental Simple but probably not, fuck them

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck Drunk white girls the only way I'll get my dick sucked Suspended from school coolest nigga without effort Easy to spot like black bitches with fake leopard Soak me up in a tampon, but keep the lamp on Cause this album pack enough evil That you can't fit inside a Jansport, go to school with this

I go from AP to JC inside a fucking week Waking up with random girls like "Yo, bitch, how the fuck we meet?" I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet Every time I walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit No to drugs I never spark it, I used to be bullied for honor classes By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger She still don't know I made Sarah to strangle her Not put her in danger and chop her up in the back of a Wrangler All because she said no to homecoming, demons running Inside my head telling me evil thoughts I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares I caught, go to sleep

I wear green hats because I'm fortunately lucky Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

With this state of mind, big moves, Max Keeble I'm on my grind feeble, my music is evil My fucking samples are too illegal, play this shit in church

I graduated without honors or fucking father He died (I'm so sorry) No bitch, don't even fucking bother I wanted a brother my mother I told her But instead I got a sister, just like me with her mister nada So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation That's having our brains racing like dating, wearing some fucking Heelies

I know you fucking feel me, I want to fucking kill me But times I'm so serious you think I'm silly I'm doing Big Style Willy couldn't touch 11 Seven, what's religion nigga? I am legend I roll with skaters and musicians with an intuition I created O.F. cause I feel we're more talented Than 40 year old rappers talking about Gucci When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers With the same problem, the only way to solve them Is to go to Father's Day convention with a gold revolver Life's a salad, I'm a toss it, eat that shit up, Rick Ross it Shit it out, bag it up, sell it, I'm so damn rebellious Cause my mother let me do what I want She wasn't careless, protective she is the bear The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid My father didn't give a fuck, so it's something I inherit My mom is all I have so it's never meet the parents When Danielle or Malonda decide to fucking share This confused boy, I wanna hug hoy, I'm bad for you kids to listen to Soy is not the choice, I'm bad milk, drink it

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say Uh, who knows I might feel as I'm evaluating

My wrist is all red from the cutter Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer Is never that's equivalent to me and Sarah Well that's not her name, but I think this shit is clever My niggas wanna know if I'm fucking, if I'm kissing But I'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing With a tear they try to tell me but I never listen Cause I don't give a shit like sitting down pissing Eighteen, still talking to imaginaries Hopefully they see the talent I carry just like Jimmy Losers can never win me, you can never offend me My goal in life is a Grammy, hopefully momma will attend the Ceremony with all my homies, I'm suicidal This my Zombie Circus, I hope the majors heard this Fuck a deal, I just want my father's email So I can tell him how much I fucking hate him in detail

Wow, umm, so Tyler if you had the chance to tell him something What would you tell him?

Source: Musixmatch

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There’s a meme going around about how the new fans of Tyler, the creator who makes songs like these

Would be shocked if they had known he used to make songs like this

You know, typical lyrics about r wording, k wording, mass m wording and cannibalizing people , and the use of the F word(as in a word that rhymes with maggots)

Oh, and at one part about k wording people ,burning things ,and put a middle finger up to the educational system or simply known as a school

Wholesome content eh(that part was a sarcastic statement)

[thebisexualdogdad]

If you are doing request could you do Rick Tyler x male reader. We’re he’s the son of black canary and hears about the new jsa so he goes to investigate and he meets the team and starts getting closer to Rick. Thank you

Rick Tyler x Male!reader

● while your mom was busy working with the birds of prey you had heard of a new group of teenagers taking over as the JSA and decided to go to Nebraska to check it out

● "really kid? You want to go Nebraska?"

● "you get to have your fun with Renee and Helena, maybe this will turn out to be where I belong" 

● "if that's what you want I'll set up a place for you to stay just don't get carried away alright you still have a lot to learn about your powers" 

● you start at Blue Valley High school as soon as you move to town, keeping your eyes out for any superhero activity

● it doesn't take long for you to figure out who's involved, Courtney, Yolanda, Beth and Rick

● and it didn't hurt that Rick was easy to look at 

● so you befriended him

● which turned into you becoming friends with the others 

● when summer starts you and Rick spend most of your time working on his car or wandering around the woods 

● one night you follow Rick to the fight at school between them and Cindy 

● you save Rick with your canary cry when Artemis tries to bash his skull in

● "Y/N? What the hell are you doing here and how did you do that?" 

● "ever heard of the birds of prey?" 

● "you mean that group of vigilante women in Gotham?"

● "That's the one, black canary is my mom" 

● "oh… cool"

● you become a member of the JSA shortly after that 

● and only get closer with Rick 

● "so Rick you gonna ask out Y/N?" Beth asks him

● "why would I ask him out?" 

● "because he's like totally into you and you seem to be into him too?" 

● "wait you think he likes me?" 

● you flirt with him so much but Rick is too nervous to make a move 

● you and your mom text every day and tell her all about him

● "will you stop teasing the poor boy and ask him on a date already"

● "but mom he's so cute when he's flustered"

● you finally kiss him after the big fight with eclipso 

● "so does this mean you want to go on a date with me?" 

● "yes Rick, I want to go on a date with you"

[anxiousnerdwritings]

Can you do prompt 12 with romantic rick tyler/hourman jr?

12. “Really? And what do you plan on doing with that knife?”

When did hiding become part of your routine? It wasn’t always like this, right? No, you were happy once. You both were, but there was trouble in paradise and that trouble came with Rick.

His insecurities had always been a problem. Not for you but him. They ruled him more than he would ever let on, you knew that better than anyone. You knew so much more than anyone could imagine but you didn’t hold it against him. You stayed because you loved him.

But sometimes you wondered what your life would be like if you had walked away. You wonder if you would still have to hide. If you would still need to clutch that all too familiar knife to your chest for protection. Probably.

Rick was never one to give up after all.

Bang.

The sound of the bedroom door being thrown open pulled you out of your thoughts. He was home. And he wasn’t happy.

He never was, not anymore.

Covering your mouth, you try to stifle what little noise you could. This sick game of cat and mouse was getting to be too much but if it meant you could possibly get away and be free from this turmoil, be free from him, once and for all then you would try your hardest to win.

“(Y/n). Come out.” You flinched at the sound of his voice. It didn’t even sound the same anymore. There was no love or warmth in it. Hell, there wasn’t any life in it, not anymore.

“Aren’t you supposed to welcome your husband back home? Isn’t that what a good little spouse does?” He was making his way around your shared bedroom. He is heavy footsteps were getting closer.

And closer.

Until finally, through the crack of the closet doors, you saw him standing directly in front of you. Flinging the closet open, Rick takes away the only thing keeping him from you.

You’re scared. You’re shaking. You can’t make a move to use the knife you’ve been clutching so close to your chest. Your body doesn’t want to react. Or rather it can’t react.

Your fear stricken state allows Rick the opportunity to grab you, pulling you out of your safe haven into his crushing grip. Seeing the knife in your shaking hands earns a rough laugh from him.

“Really? And what do you plan on doing with that knife?” As if the two of you haven’t been in this exact situation time and time again.

Ripping the knife from your grasp, he throws it to the other side of the room, hitting the wall in the process.

You’re too distracted to hear what else Rick has to say. Staring straight ahead, where the knife was now sticking out of the wall. You see that it was also protruding through a framed picture of you and Rick. You could still remember the day it was taken. You were both so happy and so in love.

Now there was anything but love and happiness left in you. You were stuck and he was never letting you go.

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