#ricky….WHEN I FUCKIN CATCH YOU RICKY-

[daphwritesworld]

not my lucy & ona edit i spent a whole day on getting copy right claimed by fucking LIGA F BRO

RICKY…RICKY WHEN I CATCH YOU RICKY??

[onmyyan]

THIRSTY THURSDAY YESSSSSSS

okay but like… how would the delmonts react if their darling wakes them up by giving them head? i think they would go feral but idk

No ur absolutely right!!! Feral is the perfect way to describe it, but be warned, if you do this there is a chance you two aren't leaving the bed for a few hours.

He hissed bucking into your drooling lips, your tongue working over his twitching cock with a happy hum once you noticed his open eyes staring down at you with that familiar, heavy look, this only seemed to encourage your pace, your suckling getting more intense, his hips find a steady rhythm before his brain can fully catch up to the situation, but when it does, a wicked grin stretches across his lips, he can't help the grunt that leaves the back of his throat, a breathless laugh tumbles past his open mouth as he gently grabs the back of your head, eagerly bobbing your head along to his thrusts, "O-Oh fuck babygirl-" he whines through gritted teeth as you swallow around him, "You sure do know how to wake a man up huh?" He says voice thick with sleep, his eyes hazy, as he chases his high. You swallow around him again, your hand coming up to cradle his heavy sack, your eyes locked into his as he rocks even harder into you, his groans turn to growls as he gets closer and closer, "That's it- nasty girl, take this fuckin' dick you just couldn't wait for." He taunts, you dig your nails into his thighs relaxing your muscles as he fucks your throat, he cums with a slew of curses leaving his mouth, the sight of you between his thighs, staring up at him with that coy smile all while sucking the soul from him, it made his hips stutter against your face, a broken cry of your name leaves his lips, his eyes roll back as he rides his high, you swallow every drop, proudly showing off your clean tongue, the sight makes him laugh, his dick jumping against his thigh, god the things you did to him.

GABE(HEAVY ON THIS ONE), Marcos, Ricky^^

His eyes flutter open, he'd been having the most wonderful dream where your perfect mouth was sucking the life from him- "Ngh- oh fuck." He whimpers feeling the sensations from his lewd dream in real life, you moaned around his head, sucking the tip with a smile, you pulled off to pump the large shaft, slick with his pre and your spit. "Mornin' baby!" You say far too sweetly for the whorish way you lick a flat stripe up from his balls to his leaking tip, sucking once more on the head as he bucked against you, a hand fisted in your sheets, threatening to tear the fabric, a porn worthy keen leaves his mouth as he throws his head back, eyes screwed shut as you played with him. "Ah! Ah! Good..good morning." He manages to say through his moans his breath heavy as he rocked into your throat, his chest shuddering as you swallow around him, "My sweet girl, so perfect for me, oh god-" he coo's cutting himself off with a whine as you suddenly speed up, he sits up staring at you with heart eyes as he gently grabs your head with both hands, "My sweet baby~" he says almost whispering before he begins to feverishly pump his hips into your warm tight throat, his moans get choppy as his hips speed up, drool and pre dripping out from where he fucked you, his touch is loving as he pets your hair, a stark contrast to the almost brutal pace of his hips, his moans reach a crescendo as he rockets over the edge, load after load hitting the back of your throat, he kisses you immediately after.

CAS (OMFG CAS), MANNY ^^

[poppy-metal]

(toxic if u squint)upperclassman!jordan is fr so mean like.. using their seniority against you.. acting like they're doing you a favor by putting up with you even thougj they're looney in the toon obsessed w you.. makin you sit in their lap at parties, nestling their thigh between your legs n bouncing their leg against you.. nails digging into your waist as you chat all cheery w a guy obviously flirting with you. pullibg you into the nearest room, makin you lift up your little skirt, pull down your panties. make you show them how wet you are for them.

cooing when you spread your puffy lips, their index finger dipping into the slick dripping from ur tight little hole :( "look at you, fuckin' soaked." soft slaps on your swollen clit, scoffing when you whine out "jordan.."

making you tell them you're all theirs :( "who does this little princess cunt belong to, hm?" and ur tearing up bc they're so cruel :( whining out "yours, daddy. please." and they're so petty.. slapping your lil cunt with a "that piece of shit out there wouldn't fuckin' know that."

n idkk man maybe if you're lucky they'll fuck you but they're pretty angry 🙄 think you've been pretty bad 🙄 might let you cum if you do a really good job makin it up to them...

-🦸‍♀️ keep forgetting to do my silly willy emoji ill get there eventually

WHEN I CATCH YOU RICKY -

jealous jordan is something that can be so personal - you really hadn't meant to smile at the other guy like that - but maybe there's something to be said about how fucking wet you are at the treatment you're getting because of it. some unconscious part of you that acts out just so you'll have jordans attention on you like this.

that's how you find yourself upstairs - in the hosts fucking master bedroom - because of course the host of this party was the one who tried to flirt with you - getting fucked on their bed. leg hooked over one shoulder, the other spread out at a wide angle, moaning in ecstasy as you writhe. begging for it harder.

and jordan gives it to you - one hand wrapped around your throat as they do. that's the picture you make together when the door opens, and the owner of the bedroom steps in, mouth immediately dropping.

this, of course, was jordans plan all along. they let the guy soak in the image for a little, your legs in the air - your little hands clutching onto the corded muscle of jordans arm, not to remove their hand from around your throat, but to hold it there, like its an anchor and without it you'd just float away.

then jordan snaps, "fucking fuck off." and the sheer venom behind the words is enough to have the guy scrambling to obey - intimidated out of his own bedroom. no one fucks with jordan li.

you hadn't even been made aware of the whole ordeal, eyes hazy nd mouth dripping drool, but the sound of their harsh tone brings you back a little - has you blinking doe eyes up at them.

"d-daddy? what was-"

"nothing, baby." jordan quiets you with a kiss, chain brushing the valley between your shaking tits as they lean down over you, "is daddy's dick making you feel good?"

"y - yes!"

"gonna smile at other men?"

"no daddy, never! never again! m'sorry. please-"

"shh, i believe you." they glance at the closed door again and wonder if that guy is standing on the other side with his ear pressed against it. kinda hopes he is. "but you're gonna prove it t'me by making a mess all over this fucking bed."

[aachria]

once again writing as im reading yk how it is

You apologizing in the notes for a longer chapter will never fail toget me hyped and sorta nervous 🧍‍♀️

SABO AND LUFFY REUNION I LOVE THEM

"So did you (get taller) , thank you for staying alive long enough for me to know that" aachria the writer that you are 😭 you always manage to make me emotional

Snakebite/fangs sabo my beloved ALSO SEPTUM PIERCING SABO??? HIM HAVING A SHIT TOM OF PIERCINGS??? AACHRIAAAAA. WRITE MORE SABO CHAPTERS AND MY LIFE IS YOURS.

"…Who the fuck picks a prosethetic that looks like Sans from Undertale???? " Sabo the man you are

AACHRIA. PLEASE. IM AT THE "ACE TO BE EXECUTED" PART. WTF. WHAT WHAT WHAT 😭 UHM. I knew my ass was being too hopeful about both of them being there 😕 i shouldn't have trusted you.

If Ace dies. I'll cry. /th. You'll cry too so please don't kill him 🙏‼️

NOOOO ED DONT BLAME YOURSELF ITS NOT UR FAULT YOU WERE LIKE ⅘S DEAD ATP FR

THE VIVRE CARD OMG AACHRIA PL3ASE HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO US HOW COULD YOU 😭😭

"I can’t save him. I can’t save him, I can’t save him I CAN’T SAVE HIM I CAN’T SAVE HIM— " ricky when i catch you Ricky. I dont wanna call this foreshadowing cause that might give you ideas and i predicted quite a bit of stiff right. So i predict Portgas D. Ace will Live.

MONKEY D. LUFFY THE MAN YOU ARE 😭

I want you to know i cried at the Luffy comforting and forgiving Ed part 😕

" “How can you say that?” I croak, trying to find any hint of dissension in his expression. “How can you not believe it?” he counters." 😕😕😕😕😭😭😭😭 you're a bully

ED COWBOY HAT ED COWBOY HAT ED COWBOY HAT OMG IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS BUT IT WOULDVE BEEN BETTER HAD ACE BEEN THE ONE TO GIVE IT TO THEM IN PERSON ANOTHER REMINDER THAT YOU'RE A BULLY. A MEAN MEAN BULLY 😭

ACES NOTE OMG I LOVE HIM SM HE BETTER NOT DIE 😭

" Bit of a shit way to meet and in law but hi" and then no elaboration is so funny 😭

PLANNING FUCK YEAH I ALWAYS LOVE THISE SEQUENCES IN FICS

Did. Did failure make ed forget about the kuma sending everyone away thing? Or are they gonna try to put it off til after marineford??? Or is it just not gonna happen at all???

Ed repeatedly saying "i love competent people" with kore and more intensity 3ach time is so real what a mood

Jonah mentioned 🤭 love to see sabo and ace bonding

ED AND LUFFY PRISON BREAK ED AND LUFFY PRISON BREAK ED AND LUFFY PRISON BREAK ED AND LUFFY PRISON BREAK

"Unquestionably" 🤭🤭🤭

im still worried abt wtf is gonna happen a propos the strawhats separation

Amazing chapter as always excited to see the next chapter that you might post on Wednesday THANK YOU SO MUCH ‼️

GUYS I PROMIE I'M NOT APOLOGIZING I'M MAKING A STATEMENT BECAUSE I'M A BIG CONSISTENCY GIRLIE AND I FIGURE YOU'D LIKE TO KNOW GOING IN THAT IT'LL BE LONGER THAN YOU'D TYPICALLY THINK. LIKE IF YOU THINK YOU CAN READ A CHAPTER BEFORE GOING SOMEWHERE AND DON'T GET TO FINISH BECAUSE IT'S LONGER THAN YOU EXPECED. I DON'T KNOW.

but yeah getting you hyped and nervous is pretty much the intended effect.

I was trying real hard to keep faithful to the feelings from the canon Sabo and Luffy reunion while also not having Ace being DEAD as the driving force of the thanks (the ASL brothers thanking each other is something that can be so personal—) and I'm, if nothing else, content with where it ended up. Fuckin' love those two.

Nothing shows how much you love a character like giving them fucktons of piercings and just generally disregarding their canon design. He is my special little guy and I will make him strange and weird like he deserves and if that included stealing his fucking eye and making it more awesome and also poking a myriad of holes in his face, who's to stop me?

I am terribly trustworthy excuse you. I never said I wasn't going to do terrible things. I asked if you thought I'd do terrible things and I hoped I wouldn't do terrible things, but I never made any promises. Hheh.

I also make no promises not to kill Ace. For the record. But I will cry absolutely.

If there's one thing about Ed, it's that if they're given a chance they will martyr the SHIT out of ANYTHING. Like pookie please your saviour complex is showing.

I was so ready for someone to call out the recurring smoked fish joke like 'hmmmm smoked fish you say kinda of like SMOKE from something BURNING IS IT?!" and then that didn't happen and I felt vindicated. And please when have I ever used foreshadowing before. Doesn't sound like me at all.

Luffy is my hero you GO bestie COMFORT that idiot YEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH—

Look that cowboy hat is fantastic and my catalyst for cowboy Ed, who can only get more cowboy cunty from here. Nothing say pirate quite like a cowboy.

Oh yeah baby Ed is very aware of Kuma. There's a bunch of you shits who were real concerned about them forgetting and to that I say the first little sequence of next chapter was supposed to be on the end of last chapter, but it was already too damn long so I had to split 'er up. It'll make more sense when you read it.

I LOVE COMPOTENT PEOPLE ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ ED AND LUFFY PRISON BREAK ‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

Yeah.... the separation.........

Anyway yeah I didn't end up doing to Wed update because I had a bad week but there WILL be one this week ‼️‼️

[bubbleseo]

okay hear me out: enemies to lovers x vampire!ricky.

the vampires are supposed to have a person to protect and ricky is your "guardian" vampire (instead of angel, yeah) but you two are not so friendly with e/o. ricky is really difficult to interact with bc he can be mean sometimes without a reason and that's annoying to you, so you always treat him like he does with you AND THE WORST PART (not really) you have to deal with him everyday, every single time because you both live together.

so when you told him you were going to a date he got jealous and stopped you, saying things like "that guy isn't good for you" you were so pissed in that moment cuz he never cares for you (he actually does but discreetly) and now he's acting like that. at the end of your fight the things got intense and he ends fuckin the dumb out of you, biting you cuz you're his and his only<3

he would act mean to you because he thinks you could never love a vampire like him so it’s his way of protecting himself. you giving him the same energy back just convinced him he’s right and you hate him because he’s not like you (he’s a little dumb ok). ricky would do so well hiding how much he likes you until someone else is interested in you. then he gets jealous and even more short tempered and you being angry with him for not wanting you to go on the date makes him even more pissed because can’t you see he’s just trying to do his job and keep you safe? he would do the whole “because i love you!” when you ask him why he can’t just be happy for you. him being a vampire would make him even more possessive of you so he would back you into a wall asking why you would ever need anyone else when you have him and when you tell him you’re his he’d lean down and lick a stripe from your collarbone to your jaw following your vein. he would pause for a second and inhale at your pulse point, moaning and leaving a kiss there before he actually kisses you. it’s a messy kiss with all of the longing and jealousy pouring out of him, trying to show you exactly how he feels. when he felt you weakly push at his chest, he pulled back and you panted trying to catch your breath. once your breathing mostly stabilized you leaned forward and kissed him again, trying to push him onto the bed but forgetting that he has inhuman strength. luckily, he understands and grabs you by the loops of your jeans and falls back bringing you on top of him. he can smell you soaking through your panties and when you start to grind down onto him he would flip you over. saying things like “you think you can try and leave me for someone else and get away with it?” before literally ripping your pants off of you. he would tease you by grinding his hard cock through your folds, the tip catching your entrance and making you think he’s going to put it in but he doesn’t and you whine. hearing you whine would make him groan and buck his hips against you harder, his cock soaked from the wetness dripping from your cunt. ricky wouldn’t actually go inside you until you were begging and promising him that he’s the only one for you. only then would he line himself up and go all the way inside with one quick thrust. the feeling of being so full so suddenly made you scream and reach your hands up to scratch at his back. he’d give you no time to adjust, ramming into you at a pace no human could keep up with. the entire time you would dig your nails into his back, creating scratches that heal instantly. he would actually fuck you dumb, you couldn’t think of anything except how good he’s making you feel and how close you are. when he gets close, ricky would lean down and sink his fangs into the fat of your chest, moaning at the taste of your blood hitting his tongue and his hips stuttering as he cums inside you. because he didn’t bite you at a pulse point the venom wouldn’t turn you, only heightening the pleasure. you would cum at the same time, bucking your hips up and screaming incoherently. after fucking you both through your orgasms ricky would lick the bite mark until it closed, knowing it would leave a scar that may not have been as binding as a mating bite but would make sure you never forgot who you belonged to

[yourdeepestfathoms]

Ride the Cyclone Kids At The River

Penny: omg, Ocean, it’s your cousin!

Ocean: YOU’RE NOT FUNNY

The water is COLD

Catch Noel out here squealing like a pig over this

Meanwhile, Penny is dead sprinting into the water

A moment later, she’s screaming because here comes Mischa, and he nearly jumps right onto her

Constance is still on the bay going, “sunscreen!! sunscreen, everyone!!!”

Ocean out here with the rash guard again!

AND the Crocs!

Noel prefers the river over the beach

It’s a lot more relaxing

Nice setting to write some poetry

Ricky likes to sit in the shallows and make dams out of rocks

His Water Now

Mischa and Penny want to go explore the riverside, so they take Ocean with them to “supervise”

Poor Ocean is having to clamber up all these rocks that these two INSIST on climbing up

She doesn’t have much upper body strength

Or any body strength

Meanwhile, Noel is sunbathing and enjoying the silence that isn’t broken by the sound of the hooligans (Penny and Mischa) romping around, Constance is reading peacefully in the shallows, and Ricky’s dam is slowly but surely growing

Penny brought THIS

She and Mischa tried to ride it down the river together

But their added weight caused it to sink

They have to fuckin scoot across the riverbed to even move

And the other choir members are just gawking from the bay

The kids also decide to go tubing while they’re at the river!

That means they have to hike upstream, and Rocky insists he can just stay behind, but like hell they’re leaving him out

So Penny and Mischa take turns pulling him in a tube through the water

Ricky is traveling in style 😌

Walking upstream is a pain in the ass, but SOMEHOW Mischa and Penny are undeterred

Noel and Ocean, on the other hand, consider stopping short because this is EXHAUSTING

FINALLY, they find a good spot, hop in the tubes they’ve been having to lug with them, and begin the ride down

It’s so peaceful…

Penny: i love peeing as hard as i can, makes me feel like a pressure washer

Noel: i know too much about you

In the deeper part of the river, there’s this rock sticking out of the water that is the BEST jumping spot

Noel climbs up there just to take in all the scenery and has no intention of jumping, but Penny looks him up and down once before shoving him off the edge

His scream is quickly interrupted by the loud SMACK as he hits the water

He was LEERING up at Penny from beneath his flattened hair all over his face

He looks like a wet cat

Constance jumps off, and then Mischa jumps off almost immediately after because sometimes he doesn’t think, and he doesn’t realize what he’s done until the last moment, and he’s so worried he just leapt straight on Constance’s head

He just BARELY missed her

Penny is trying to decide the best jumping pose she should do when Noel comes CHARGING at her and knocks her off, going down with her

REVENGE

From the bay, Ocean’s FOMO is starting to kick in, so she wants to join in on the jumping! Or, at least, she wants to sit up on the rock and be around the others

So, she gets on that stupid dolphin blowup (because remember, this bitch can’t swim), and Penny pulls it over to the rock

…Or, Penny was SUPPOSED to

Penny though it was funny to abandon Ocean halfway to the rock and pushes her away

Ocean is stranded

She just starts YELLING for help

She looks like a disowned baby red panda clinging to the back of this goofy dolphin blowup

Constance rescues her

Finally, she gets to the rock!

And then she promptly slips because it’s slippery and busts her ass on solid stone

Long story short, her tailbone is cracked

At one point, Ocean lets out the most shrill scream, and they all turn to see one of her Crocs floating away down the stream

[cipherbite]

chris/justin, motionless in white, t, 800 words

"… leaping into the other’s arms" from the semi-NSFW meme. My first Motionless in White fic 🤘 Thanks for the prompt, anon! :) You can find this one on AO3 too.

The cool thing about going from openly-affectionate-bros to boyfriends is that basically nobody bats an eyelash when the openly affectionate shit keeps going. (Well, that’s not totally true. Ryan gets this sly look behind his vape sometimes, like the facial manifestation of tutting ‘heh, gay.’ Like he wasn’t egging them to hook up from the day Justin got Motionless minted for real. Justin just flips him off, it’s all good.)

When Chris comes loping down the otherwise abandoned terminal like a rescue greyhound chasing some fresh frisbee, Justin just braces his knees and throws out his arms to catch him. Chris is kinda obsessed with being picked up, which Justin totally gets. Once you hit the five foot mark as a dude, it’s kinda game over in the uppies department – unless you find someone bigger than you. And before Justin, Chris was usually the biggest motherfucker in the room.

It’s total hell on Justin’s back… but it does great things for his self-esteem, being able to catch Chris and hike him up on his hips for a wobbly ride down the dank, carpeted corridor. Chris is bare faced like he usually is during downtime, so Justin can see splotches patches of pink high on his cheek bones. Even better, when Chris breathes “hey,” it’s in that low, happy rasp that usually precedes a kiss.

Justin’s hard in his joggers.

“Hey, hot mama,” Justin jokes, still toddling along with Chris’s arms snaked around his neck and his warm, heavy, be’sweatered body draped along Justin’s front. He grins. “Ya miss me that much?”

Chris’s eyes go heavy-lidded. “What do you think, asshole?” he asks, and then they’re kissing. With tongue. Like, kind of way more tongue than should be legal in an airport, even if it’s a fuckin�� ghost town at this hour. Justin groans a little, moves a hand to Chris’s butt for a possessive squeeze.

“Where the fuck is the baggage claim?” Ricky grumbles somewhere to their left. Justin stops sucking Chris’s tongue and sneaks a glance at the guys to make sure that, yeah, they’re all just moseying like normal.

“Downstairs,” Vinny says without looking up from his phone. “Hey, do we have, like, a van waiting, or did you Uber here alone?” he asks Chris.

“Van,” Chris confirms, contentedly tucking his face into Justin’s neck. Which basically melts his heart into bubbly goo. One less solid thing for his spine to have to support, he guesses. “They’re circling outside until we get out there.”

“Cool.”

“I know I’m too heavy, I’m just being a greedy bitch,” Chris says lowly. Ryan and maybe Ricky can probably hear him too – everything echoes a little in this utility carpet purgatory – but nobody says anything. (“You’re not heavy,” Justin lies immediately.) Chris butts his beaky nose against the hinge of Justin’s jaw. “I missed being in your arms.”

“My arms missed you being there,” Justin says conversationally. It’s still so fucking weird, doing the cutesy couple talk shit and it’s legit instead of brohomo. His boots clunk extra heavy on the floor because he’s kinda stomping to make room for the big booty koala in his embrace, but like. He’s a corn-fed American, it’s his god given right to be loud for no reason. “I missed you being there.”

“What else do your arms feel about me?” Chris asks, and okay, that’s a silly thing to say, obviously meant to make Justin laugh, but like. Justin’s arms actually have a lot to say on the subject of Chris. How if they could get away with it, they’d never let him go. They’d keep Chris tucked against him even on stage, Justin’s bass slung over Chris’s backside so he could keep playing while Chris yowled into a mic right by his ear. (Justin likes when Chris yowls right by his ear. Hopefully he will be doing it in a hotel bed in the next hour.)

But, uh, the whole stage cuddles idea might actually be too openly affectionate, actually. Codependent. Clingy.

Chris must sense his line of thought, because he breathes a warm laugh against Justin’s neck. Chris wiggles to drop his long legs down and force Justin to let him walk on his own before they get tangled and fall over. Not that Justin’s dick would mind rolling around on the floor together.

“Someone else missed me too,” Chris points out as he loiters all hot and lanky and fat assed against Justin’s front. Jeeesus Christ, this guy.

“Of course I missed you, buddy,” Vinny deadpans without missing a beat, and Chris laughs all the way to baggage claim. Justin’s right on his heels like he’s the rescue dog now, no frisbee necessary to keep his attention.

He has no reason to hoist Chris up while they wait for their bags to come around the conveyor, but nobody but Justin’s back has shit to say.

[mjfass]

I have to say something about a previous comment made by an anon.

Anon suggests that because fan favorites like Yuta, Danny Garcia or Ricky Starks rank higher than Tony's "designated pillars" like Jack Perry, Darby Allin or... whoever else... that Tony isn't building his future well and that one designated pillar in the top 10 doesn't bode well for AEW's future.

As a side note, when has anyone actually given a shit about PWI's fuckin top 500 rankings. It's basically the big list version of Meltzer's star ratings. Who fuckin cares.

But as for my main point:

The structure that Tony has built in AEW is not as rigid and unmoving as WWE's used to be and in certain cases still is. It's not like Tony is trying to suppress these talents (condolences to the former Zack Ryder and current Dolph Ziggler) Yuta is a core member of one of the most popular factions in wrestling right now, Daniel Garcia is gyrating his hips to the top and is absolutely a fan favorite and Ricky Starks is great wherever he's slotted in, whether it's as a wrestler, as a manager, as a face or as a heel.

Tony doesn't really ignore or straight up suppress talents that catch fire like WWE used to do (Again, condolences to Miro, Claudio, Dolph Ziggler, Asuka, everyone in the Nexus, etc.) He recognizes when someone gets really over with the crowd and for the most part, builds upon that popularity and in most cases uses his designated pillars to do so (Jack Perry and Darby Allin for the most part. But he also usually ensures that a main event level talent gets a feud with MJF) . So even if Tony's designated pillars are not front and center, they can reliably elevate anyone they feud with. And the company becomes stronger for it because new talents that catch fire have a number of reliable talents to bring them to that next level.

Pillars are foundational. They're meant to be built upon.

I agree with you on that. The interesting this is that the 4 pillars have and will continue being booked in a very different way because I believe they represent and are needed in different circumstances, they have different roles in even in their shared “pillar” status. Your point about an structure that’s not as rigid as WWE is very interesting; most of the talent play some “roles”, like I mentioned before, in that structure, Moxley, Britt, Ricky and Nyla are the first that come to my mind, but nothing is stablished. If someone gets over with something like Danny’s dance or Toni’s amazing character work, he is willing to change the plans and do whatever is best for the fans, and that’s something I truly appreciate.

Like I said in my answer, the career of everyone has ups and downs, and, personally, I don’t believe one list determinantes the entire future of someone so young and with so much potential like Jack (especially considering the boy will have a HUGE reaction when he comes back. Good or bad? We’ll find out).

[zapgraptrash]

42, 4 ocs of your choice :)

as in 42 (x4) times? i'll do that and do number 4 just in case i misread lol

42. Let them vent for a second, without the fear of being judged. What would they like to say?

slyger: WHY is it that OTHER ANIMALS can eat their own kind and it's accepted as part of NATURE, but when I do it, i'm A CANNIBAL and a MENACE TO SOCIETY? i'm not even fully human by the arbitrary standards! i'm sure PLENTY of other people would think this is STUPID if they too were to eat another human. it's not like i even do this ALL THE TIME either??? it's all STUPID, FUCK SOCIETY, HANNIBAL LECTER WAS RIGHT.

zapper: YOU KNOW WHAT REALLY GRINDS MY GEARS? grappler: taking multiple dicks at-- zapper: WHEN PEOPLE DON'T PUT THE LIDS BACK ON THINGS. HOW HARD IS IT TO DO? YOU WERE JUST USING THE THING, YOU WERE ABLE TO REMOVE THE LID JUST NOW, WHY IS IT SOOO DIFFICULT TO PUT IT BACK AFTER? grappler: is this because of the toothpaste or the pringles? zapper: YOU LEFT THE FUCKING CAP OFF THE TOOTHPASTE AGAIN??

dom: why do Hot Dogs come in Package of 10 but the Buns come in Package of 8? for the People who don't have a Bun with their Hot Dog people might say. but a Hot Dog with no Bun is just a Sausage. if you want Sausage, why would you buy Hot Dogs? there is no Substance to a Hot Dog Sausage alone. the Bun and the other Filling is part of the Dog as a whole. if you want Sausage alone, that is when you get Bratwurst or something. it makes no Sense to Dom why Buns come in 8 and Hot Dogs come in 10.

jeffrey: it's sooooo hard to be surrounded by MORONS all the time! in fact i have dedicated a paragraph of crticism to each of these empty headed freaks i am forced to be surrounded by, day in day out-- thaddeus: nobody has time for that. jeffrey: babe no i need to-- thaddeus: send post.

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4. What is the thing they like the most about their friends and what is the thing their friends like the most about them?

grappler can answer this since blah blah his colour is the Harmony colour in the pride flag

i mean what's not to like about me right. i'm a fuckin riot, i'm the coolest person they know.

do i gotta give a reason for all of em? well ok i guess. they're not listening right? this shit is so lame.

uhh granox. he's hilarious and he doesn't even try to be. just the way he says shit and when it takes like 3 seconds for his brain to catch up that's hysterical.

ricky now that she isn't like our boss anymore, she's actually cool as hell. ultimate wingman. wingwoman whatever. she'll literally big anyone up and make em believe they can do anything. everyone needs someone like that in their life y'know.

dom, if you like ever wanted a friend who will dish out the physical affection, she's the one. i know it sounds big cringe but her hugs rule. and she like hangs on to your every word, she like remembers the smallest of things

thaddeus i mean uh have you seen him? yeah he's hot as hell and oh my god he sure knows how to [REDACTED]. ok but like fucking aside, he like knows a ton of shit? once you get him talking he'll talk your ear off about something and it's like, so cool to listen to? always the quiet ones.

does masuyo like consider me a friend? well i hope she does i guess. she's badass. like in the effortless way. not many people can pull that off.

slyger sucks ass hahaha he's a big fuckin baby. (is he listening? no? ok well you know the animal people he draws? what the fuck that's awesome man.)

i'm not gonna talk about zapper fuck him haha. he like knows how annoying i think he is already.

[carmenized-onions]

Connections

Puzzle #353

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Anyway um I read Chicago's Finest yesterday so the thoughts aren't fresh in my mind HOWEVER when i catch you i stg

I just know the angst is going to be angsting and like itll be necessary for character development and WHATEVER but ugh

Anyway i love carmy and tony i want to put them both in my pocket

I would do this with u but I'm several days late and honestly I SAID TONY HATES CONNECTIONS CAUSE I DO!!!!!!!! (It's fine, I play it usually, but not consistently enough to come on here)

ANYWAYS RICKY WHEN I CATCH YOU RICKY!!

I know, I know, it's gonna be so tough, to see them have a bad friday-- Well, it'll be hard for you guys. I'm really excited actually. This is truly the day I've been waiting for since I began. I love angst. I love fights, I love aggro writing, I love to write pain, it's literally so fun for me.

Sucks for you guys, though <3

I kid, I kid, but I'm sure you'll all also like it, and I mean, it'd be fuckin' boring if they just sailed through life just fine, wouldn't it?

Anyways I gotta get back to work because I am a member of society and I've been slacking for the past like half hour replying to comments but like maybe in 2 hours the new chapter will be up? Maybe? idk , i'll try <3

[flannelepicurean]

Okay, so... I ran the dollar amounts through an inflation calculator, and...Now I am picturing an American farmer, played by Ricky from Trailer Park Boys, just...appearing in some eatery in the fanciest track suit he could buy and being like, "Gimme seven hundred bucks' worth of ham and eggs, and make it snappy."

And them being like, "...wut."

And he's like, "I HAVEN'T GOT ALL DAY, OKAY? I GOT SHIT TO DO. My old man gave me thirty-five grand and I'm the master of my own fuckin' dentistry, so get me seven hundred bucks' worth of ham and eggs and then fuck off."

And the manager is like, "Sir, this is a Denny's," and then catches a ketchup bottle upside the dome while our farmer hollers, "WELL, GO GET FUCKIN' DENNY, THEN, AND TELL HIM TO GET ME MY GODDAMN HAM AND EGGS!"

Later, at the station, it's all, "Yeah, David Terry, 50 years old, Woodbury. Yeah. Bury a lotta wood up there, I can tell ya that...The fuck's an occupation? Oh, a JOB? Uh, trailer park supervisor...Just send the bill to my cousin Randy, he's good for it. He'll be mad as fuck when he gets here, though, that fat fuck's gonna be hungry when he gets off the wagon in this one-horse town, and Denny can't run a restaurant for shit. You guys gotta get your act together."

The Philadelphia Inquirer, Pennsylvania, July 29, 1904

[tojrican]

up late

⇁ note: hi! this is a short blurb i did based off of a random prompt i found on pinterest instead of writing my overdue essay

⇁ synopsis: enrique wakes up groggily, and his roommate finds his behavior hilarious.

⇁ characters: my oc's- enrique 'kike' rodriguez & davina prince tags: blushing, fluff, mxf, etc.

“You look like shit.”

“Thank you, that is word-for-word exactly what I wanted to hear,” he said sarcastically while he stumbled into the kitchen in an oversized t-shirt that reached mid-thigh.

“Mhm,” she mumbled, staring at the slice of toast coated in nutella. “Late night with…What’s her name…Carol?”

“Caitlyn, and no.” He paused to yawn. “Where’s the god-damned milk?” Ricky asked, eyebrows scrunched together as he stuck his head into the dish cabinet. 

The girl chuckled. “Did you check the fridge dumbass?”

“Shit,” he muttered under his breath, treading over to pull the gallon out. “I was up all night playin’. My bad.”

“Figured. Heard your yellin’. God of War?”

“...No.”

“Red Dead?” She looked at him with a puzzled expression. 

“Sure,” he said, looking away after catching her inquisitive eye.

“What were you playing E?”

He mumbled.

“What?”

“I SAID STARDEW!” he practically yelled, already irritated.

She laughed obnoxiously, pushing against his shoulder as he sat down next to her with his bowl of Kellogg’s Fruit and Yogurt Flakes. 

“Fuckin’ Stardew Valley?! You cornball,” she sputtered, in between giggles.

He rolled his eyes, before angrily stuffing a mouthful of flakes and milk into his mouth. It dripped down his chin, making him suck his teeth. Without a second thought, Davina grabbed the paper towel underneath her plastic plate and reached over. He turned his face towards her and looked at her. As she crumbled the napkin up and dabbed at his face, collecting the droplets of milk, he quickly scanned her calm features. She was bare-faced, and her clear brown skin shone brightly when the soft sunlight shone through their blinds. His eyes jetted up to her chocolate ones as his cheeks became rosy. 

Without meeting his orbs, she asked, “What?”

He turned back towards his cereal. “Hm?”

She sucked her sparkling white teeth. “You’re welcome.”

“Mhm--anks,” he stuttered, his words blurring together, making Davina chuckle as she picked up her toast and stuffed it into her mouth.

“You tryna hit legs today?” She asked.

He groaned dramatically, tilting his head backwards. “All you ever wanna do is hit legs bruh. Let’s get back and chest today.”

“Fine. Hurry up, I ain’t got all day,” she said, walking back to her room as Ricky watched her sweetly.

After finishing his food, he went back to his room and got ready, pulling on shorts and a dri-fit shirt. He grabbed his matching sneakers and slid across the hall to Alaska’s door. He leaned against the frame with one arm holding the horizontal wood at the top. He watched Alaska pick her long braids up, twisting it into a soft bun.

He tilted his head to the side. “Ready?”

She nodded, getting up from her vanity and grabbing the metal water bottle from her nightstand. He watched her walk past him, barely getting out of the door frame in time. She headed back to the kitchen, grabbing the pre-workout powder and shaker bottle.

Ricky walked over and unscrewed the lid, grabbed a full scoop and placed it on his tongue. He jogged over to the fridge, grabbed a cold bottle and chugged it. When he finished, he turned to see Alaska staring at him with a disgusted face. He grinned childishly, showing her his straight teeth. 

“The instructions say to mix it with water first for a reason,” she stated, making her own concoction of pre-workout and creatine. 

“I’m sure. Too bad I never listen,” the man said, poking her side playfully before slipping his sneakers on.

She slapped his hand away. “You got that right.”

[riddikulus-writings]

Take A Nap

A/N: So yeah. I have a long, in depth fic for these two that's chock full of secrets and fluff and Actual Backstory but for some reason all I can write is smut. This is part two to Escapades and takes place just after the police van rolled down that hill. Also, can someone let me know if that link I tried doesn’t work? I’m still new to writing on this blue hellsite

Word Count: 1734

Pairing: Rick Flag x Female Reader [Codename Nyx, after the Greek Goddess]

Warnings: Still not really any plot, sorry guys. The plot for this is hidden elsewhere. Vaginal fingering. Semi-public sex. Dirty talk. Rick still won't shut up but he really should, though, people are trying to sleep. Choking. Uh, nothing makes sense, really? Movie innacuracies due to the fact this is now a bigger vehicle than the hippie van they were cruising around in, but the same concept still applies. 

Apparently, the van was on fire. One by one they stepped from the wreckage, walking out into the road, weapons in hand. Nyx wished she could’ve taken a picture, because she was positive they probably looked pretty cool.

Disoriented. Possibly concust. But cool.

And suddenly, rolling to a stop, was the small dusty van they'd rode to town in. Abner was in the open slider door, waving them in. DuBois puffed out his chest, "Alright. To Jotunheim."

"Not yet," Rick stopped him, "There's something else we need to do first."

"Stop standing like you have an American Flag waving behind you and get in the fucking mini bus, Flag."

Nyx's voice shook him out of his reverie; he was the last one outside. He jogged to catch the bus before it began moving faster, piling in the door and sliding it shut behind him. His eyes immediately found Nyx, seated in the very back. Rick beelined for her through the others and took up the space on her right. Peacemaker called to him from a seat up, "So, where are we going, now?"

"The Mayor's mansion in town," Rick told him, "We need to get Harley."

"Oh, I miss her," Nyx mused quietly.

Oh yeah. Rick cringed to himself, remembering the three missions he, Nyx and Harley had been on before he’d requested to Waller that Harley be benched more often than not. The first had gone by fine, minimal issues. The second was better. No deaths, no infighting amongst the Squad. Nyx had loosened up around other people by then and banter even happened. And the third--

Ain’t it normally the gal makin’ heart eyes at the guy and not the other way around, Ricky?

He’d shaken his head and given Harley a stern glare for assuming things. Harley had simply given him her smuggest million dollar grin and continued about her own business and not his.

“Suicide Squad to Mr. Flag,” a hand was waving in his eyes, slowly coming into focus. It was Nyx’s hand, but Cleo’s heavily accented voice, “What’s the plan?”

Rick cleared his throat, looking among his teammates, “Peacemaker high up, across the street. Sniper for any possible danger. Cleo,” he pointed at her, “Abner and, uh… Sebastian… are around back. Take out any guards back there. DuBois scales the wall to the top, Nyx and I keep watch.”

“Question,” Nyx raised her hand up, “Why can’t we just walk in the front door?”

"That would give us away," Peacemaker told her blatantly, "Instant capture. Dumb idea."

"You're a dumb idea," she retorted, "Actually, a bad idea was bringing you along."

Whoa. Everyone's eyebrows shot up, "Nyx, what the fuck? No infighting. Knock it off," Rick's voice was low but firm with authority.

"He's-- he's got bad vibes about him," Nyx's words slurred, "I-I just don't like him."

"No one does," DuBois told her, patting the very quiet Peacemaker on the shoulder, "Everyone try to get some rest before we get to town. It's going to be a while."

The rest of the team hunkered down in their seats, leaning against their respective windows or leaning forward with their heads against the seat ahead of them. Cleo snuggled into Nanaue's side, and Peacemaker went as far as laying completely flat on his back, his thick splayed legs hanging in the aisle.

Rick reached over and tugged Nyx across the bench seat they were seated on, sliding her into his side, "What’s up between you and Peacemaker?" His voice was quiet, muffled against the hair at her temple.

She ducked away from him a little, tucking her head under his chin, "I've been with him a bit longer than you have. I just… can't explain it but I don't like him. He makes me uneasy."

Rick's thumb started rubbing circles in her hip, "So many trust issues."

"I have my reasonings," she yawned up at him, "Secret reasonings."

"Oh, I'm sure you do," he whispered, grabbing her chin with his free hand so he could look her in the eye. The dim moonlight through the window made her eyes seem almost black, "Extra secret reasonings, huh?"

Nyx leaned closer, staring at his mouth instead of his eyes, "Top secret."

Rick hummed in agreement and closed the gap, sealing his mouth over hers. He wasted no time dipping his tongue into her mouth, drinking in her moans before they could get too loud. He gently pushed on her, laying her down across the length of the seat. Rick followed her down, nestling himself between her legs. Nyx planted a foot on the seat beside Rick’s thigh as he hitched the other into the crook of his elbow, “Gonna be quiet?” he asked quietly, lightly peppering kisses down her neck. Sucking on her now-exposed collarbone.

She whined, a breathless whisper as she nodded desperately, trying to grind her hips against something. Rick moved back up, his free hand moving around her neck, “Quiet.”

He slowly lowered her leg, her boot softly hitting the floor. Rick sent a sidelong glance through the rest of the dark bus, and so far no one had moved from their previous positions. Thank God for that. What a sight they’d wake up to; Nyx spread over the only bench seat here, Rick looming over her, a hand around her throat. They’d either think he was trying to kill her, or get very uncomfortable very fast and ask him to stop.

Which, he wasn’t about to do whether someone woke up or not.

He turned his attention back to the panting woman beneath him, raising an eyebrow at the grin spread over her face. The more pressure he applied to her throat, the wider her lips spread. His right hand worked at the buttons of her black pants, “Filthy little thing,” he muttered, “There’s other people on this bus.” Rick snaked his hand down the front of her pants, stroking down her dripping sex, “All for me?”

“That is you,” she panted out, grabbing the back of his head to pull him down for another searing kiss. When he scooped his cum back up with two fingers and pushed them inside, Nyx bit his bottom lip so hard he was sure she’d drawn blood. He leaned into it, pushing his tongue on her mouth again as he worked his fingers and scissored her open.

“Quiet,” he admonished, again, pressing his free hand against her throat once more. He pinned her to the seat, squeezing his hand as tight as he’d let himself, “Gonna wake everyone up,” he breathed out, his nose brushing against hers.

Again, Nyx’s grin grew, her pearly teeth glowing in the shards of moonlight passing through the windows, “Good.”

Rick almost growled but couldn’t without fear of waking someone up. Instead he buried his face in her shoulder, “Fuckin’ filthy little thing,” he repeated, curling his fingers against that certain spongy spot he’d found that made her grind hard into the palm of his hand, “Gonna be a good girl and keep me in there?” She whined out a high pitched yes but otherwise stayed breathless, quiet pants crawling up her throat and Rick wanted nothing more than to shove his cock in her open mouth. He pulled up from her neck, almost sneering with the strain of trying to stay quiet as he worked his thumb up to the peak of her cunt, “Want you to cum all over my hand, sweetheart. Gonna do that for me? See if you can stay quiet.”

“Bastard,” was the whimper he got.

“That’s not very nice,” he told her, pressing his thumb hard on her clit. Her arm suddenly flew up to cover her face, Nyx burying her face in the crook of her elbow as Rick buried a third finger deep in her cunt, his thumb rubbing fast circles. He moved his hand from her throat, sliding it instead to her hip to hold her down as she bucked into his hand, “C’mon, almost there. I got you,” he muttered.

Her hips stuttered, low whines coming muffled by her elbow. She was choking his fingers and he had to remove one so he could keep them moving, working her through her orgasm. Rick’s hand got soaked suddenly and she went limp, her only movement coming from her chest that moved with rapid breaths, “Bitch.”

Rick tugged her arm from her face as he slid his hand from her pants, “What’s the matter, Nyx?”

“I--” she panted out, “hate being-- quiet.”

He flashed her a bright grin and tugged her pants back into place, giving her stomach a gentle pat, “You didn’t have to,” a quick peck on the lips, “But it would’ve been a bit awkward for the others. Especially when I wouldn’t stop.” Another whimper, and he raised an eyebrow at her, but simply stuck his fingers in his mouth.

“I’m going to sleep,” she whispered, dropping her hand off the side of the seat. Her knuckles brushed the floor. The other arm folded behind her head.

“I sure fuckin’ hope so,” DuBois grumbled from somewhere up front. “You two are disgusting.”

"No one told you to listen," Rick shot back, his whisper loud enough for DuBois to hear over Nyx's stifled giggles. Rick was grinning, though; thankfully Bloodsport couldn't see it.

"Someone needs to nap," Nyx murmured, a small smirk plastered over her mouth, "He sounds cranky."

“You ain't laying down there,” Rick suddenly tugged her back up to snuggle into his side, his arm draped over her shoulders as he scooted them both to the end of the seat, “Leanin’ or layin’?”

“Lay,” she yawned.

He turned and pressed his back to the window, head lolling to the side to lean on the seat. After some shuffling, she was between his legs, back to his chest. HIs arms wrapped around her, one leg from each of them on the seat and the other leg on the floor. They looked like they had the same boots on. Nyx nuzzled her head into his shoulder, “Y’smell nice…”

“I smell like jungle and sweat,” he chuckled, his laugh vibrating through her, “And blood. Go to sleep.”

And they both dozed off like that, just as they had several times before on Nyx’s couch. Their breathing evened, Nyx drooling a little onto Rick’s bicep. Rick shifted in his sleep and snugged her closer to his chest.

[a-mayan-joy-has-nuts]

I don’t have anyone to share my nerdery with anymore. Fucking missing him. Waves of sadness rush me thinking that the majority of my life he was some how involved. The turnout to his funeral was big and showed how he lived his life affected people positively. He had many friends and was always living life but always cut a slice of time for me. I loved hearing bout his projects and him asking for my input. I would live vicariously thru him on his adventures around the globe. The people he met. Always something new. Feels so lonely knowing he won’t text me about sci-fi news just way yo say hi. When we were together, I wasn’t a father or adult any more. Was just Eddie an Ricky sprayin up the garage with tags and throw ups , cooking out, hoopin. Im glad I got to tell him I love him but I’m sad I never got to say it more.

He drew this as a tattoo idea, he said “chase your dreams”, I said “not crazy about it, almost never able to catch them balloons” . I couldn’t catch his stupid ass!!! 🤬 sad ass bear. So fuckin wrecked.

Dont hold back on your loved ones. You love them, tell them.

[yourdeepestfathoms]

Ride the Cyclone kids and swimming

(in no particular order)

(all platonic)

Who would win: a public pool or six choir kids

Constance’s mom packed everyone lunch from the cafe 🥰

Ocean has to wear a rash guard, or she WILL fry in the sun

(She still manages to get THE WORST sunburn though)

Penny’s got the CUTEST swimsuit

Mischa wears the Cool Guy sunglasses

Constance would wear one of those big ol broad-brimmed hats fight me

Probably got the Mom Tote Bag, too

She’s also CONSTANTLY reminding everyone to drink water so they don’t get dehydrated

In the water, Noel looks like a wet rat

It should be illegal for his hair to be that flat

“*Ocean voice* I Can’t Swim ™️”

“Girl you’re literally named after a body of water how can you not swim” “DIE”

She still gets in because she doesn’t want to be left out

But she refuses to wear a life jacket because that’s embarrassing

Penny is giving

Noel will dip his toes in the water and then be like “i swam today”

He likes to sunbathe on the beach chairs

Then Mischa comes by and dumps a bucket of water over his head

Or all the kids will gang up on him with water guns

They all make a group pool playlist

Bad idea

The result is this lyrical mess of all different genres of music

It’ll go from Thrift Store (Mischa’s pick) to to Mary On A Cross (Penny’s pick) to the piano version of Until I Found You (Constance’s pick) the fucking Masochism Tango (Noel’s pick) to Mary Did You Know (Ocean’s pick) to Cynthia’s theme from Pokémon (Ricky’s pick)?????

It’s wild

Mischa is the CEO of flipping the inflatables when someone is on them

Catch Ricky out acting like a sniper with a water gun

My man is constantly shooting people when they least expect it

He once accidentally shot Mischa directly in the eyes and started praying to God

Penny is frighteningly good at Marco Polo

Sis has a sixth sense or SOMETHING

Do you know how terrifying it is to be carefully wading through a pool, then this whole blonde whips around to you like you’re a mouse that has just been caught by a hungry owl, only to have said blonde lunging at you before you can able think to do anything to save yourself, despite her eyes being shut

Constance almost cried

Okay, so, Chicken Fights? Mischa and Penny are an unstoppable team

Those two are terrifying together

Hear me out: Mischa on Penny’s shoulders

Good Lord

Pray for whoever has to deal with THAT

On the other hand, Noel and Ocean? The worst team

Ocean almost got pushed off, and she panicked, so she lashed her legs around Noel’s neck so tight he started to choke

Noel is out here fighting for his fuckin life against his own partner because he’s being fucking strangled by a ginger’s thighs

Meanwhile, Ricky and Mischa are just there like 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️

Having Penny on the bottom is TERRIFYING

Ocean once got on her shoulders, and Penny just started GOING, fucking SWINGING like Ocean is her own personal ginger baseball bat, and Ocean is fucking SCREAMING in fear

And poor Ricky damn near got LAUNCHED from her shoulders when they were paired up

Mischa is scary, too

He plays to win

While on Mischa’s shoulders, Noel’s screams could be heard for miles

Noel and Constance are a pretty good team, but Constance is short, so if she goes too deep, she’ll literally just start drowning

Ricky and Noel aren’t that bad tbh

Nobody can get on Ocean’s shoulders

Ocean “built like a popsicle stick” O’Connell Rosenberg having the strength to hold up her classmates? Unlikely. She’d die on the spot

Ocean is usually on SOMEONE’S back if they’re in water deeper than five feet because sis can’t reach

Penny is perfectly happy with Ocean clinging onto her back because you can’t tell me homegirl [Penny] doesn’t love physical touch, and they’re honestly the cutest thing Ever

Like, Ocean will just have her chin resting on Penny’s shoulder, hanging on like a red koala, and Penny is like :}

It’s adorable

They all do that TikTok challenge where you have to try and jump in the water with a theme

If someone is standing close to the edge, Mischa WILL push them in

It’s, like, the law

I feel like Constance would be a BEAST at noodle fights

Sis is swinging hers like it’s the legendary sword Excalibur

The kids try to teach Ocean how to swim

Noel’s idea is to just shove her in

“Sink or swim, bitch”

Good technique for babies! Not so much for teenagers

[thisplace-ishaunted]

20 Writer Questions Tag!

Thank you @yours-eternally-ao3 <3

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

32. One is a podfic and one is a commentary. So, 30 unique works.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

70,576

3. How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

uh, 2? I guess? Motionless in White and now, recently, Midnight Mass.

Other tagged fandoms include crossover characters Tim (tagged Tim Skold and Manson Band [for visibility's sake]), Ville (tagged HIM), and crossover concepts stolen from Deathnote.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

1. Fleeting (emo ricky texting chris)

2. Playing Chess, Not Checkers (trans!vin video for Ricky)

3. Helpless (toxic chris manipulating dummy ricky)

4. Sike (justin/chris in the shower)

5. I'll Help You Fall Down With Me (riley/john dubcon)

Honestly this is shocking for me! Especially because I dont feel like Fleeting is all that popular?? Idk. Thanks for the kudos on Helpless tho, I'm really proud of that one and I am glad that ppl like it.

5. Do you respond to comments, why or why not?

Usually! If I haven't responded, it is usually because I just forgot :P sorry

6. What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

lmao I think Helpless steals the show on this one.

Chris smearing Ricky's blood across his face is pretty fuckin angsty I think

7. What’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

awwwww I think Hold Me Close :)

8. Do you write crossovers? If yes, what’s the craziest thing you’ve written?

See the question regarding tags, ig. I LOVE my deathnote concept but its a fic about SH so i understand why people wouldnt want to read it.

9. Have you ever received hate on a fic?

nope. I am pretty lucky

10. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

uh, have you met me? I only write smut to the point when I try to write anything that isn't smut it is either extremely difficult or it ends up being gory which just reads like smut lmao

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes, I think so?

13. Have you ever co-written a fic?

No, but I think that eventually @ao3userfeistycadavers will manage to get our shit together and co write something and maybe the universe will implode a little bit bc our power is too strong

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

In general? Eclare from degrassi because I am trash.

That i've written? Probably Chris/Justin.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

I started a Cricky sharps play one a while ago but that is definitely abandoned. And a Ryan/Justin alien probing one, but I still don't think I liked the idea enough to ever finish writing it. I think I am pretty good at sticking with something I like until I finish it

16. What’s your writing strengths?

uh

I think I have some pretty unique concepts and characterizations. Not all of my ideas are unique, but some of them definitely are. (examples being: Can't Find No Heaven [sourthern gothic serial killer boyfriends Ryan/chris], lightly manipulative and overprotective Chris in Helpless, and demon Tim in Angel Of Small Death.

17. What’s your writing weaknesses?

Describing the same people over and over again (cough chris cough), I tend to use the same descriptive phrases to describe their appearance. A specific example being I always describe how Chris' short hair (like he has now) tends to fall forward into his face. I don't do it intentionally but I catch myself and It is so aggravating!

Also I think I overthink things when I write them. I try to write when I am intoxicated occasionally and I think it really helps me to get out of my critical brain and just let it happen. (I think two of my anon fics were written when I was drunk? And the ville/ricky one was definitely)

18. What’s your thought on writing dialogue in other languages in fic?

n/a

19. What was the first fandom you wrote for?

miw

20. What’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

This may be unexpected, but Can't Find No Heaven. I feel like it really packs a punch, which considering they are very tiny vignettes, Is quite a task. I didn't think I would be as proud of them as I am!

I don't think I have anyone to tag that Alex hasn't already. Do this if youre interested! <3. I know everyone likes to shout about their own writing.

If any of you ever have any questions about any of my fics, or want to ask questions about details in my AU's, please send me an ask! I would love to discuss further.