#somebody yell at me to work on these pls

[psychoticwillgraham]

love how my two alien hannibal au’s are near identical in concept (last of his species that lives on earth and will already knows of the existence of aliens bc of personal experiences with them and is obsessed with documenting Hannibal’s species and their near extinction, also an entomologist in both which helps with the plot), but are through two completely different lenses/genres. let me explain.

au 1: horror genre one where hannibal is a parasitic alien hive mind species who comes to earth to both assimilate all of humanity into his hive and claim a mate that he can breed to repopulate his species (aka Will) and infects Will early on, but allows him to keep control of himself as a sort of incubator for the parasite to spread and give him access to the whole hive mind which drives him insane. (this one’s gonna be REAL nasty with the descriptions and a horrifying and disgustingly described mating scene)

au 2: general sci fi genre one where hannibal is the last of his species and came to earth in the 1920s after killing the entirety of the rest of his species out of rage for them killing and torturing Mischa (is also obviously a multi galactic criminal bc of course he is), and where the FBI knows about aliens and Will is assigned to the alien crimes unit to catch alien serial killers. there’s also a network of humans who help aliens settle on earth and hide them from the FBI and as a kid Will’s family was part of it and used their house as a sort of halfway house for aliens to stay for a while and interact with humans safely, which was Will as a baby through his teens (they’d be tested around human children with Will to help them socialize). Will becomes obsessed with Hannibal’s species and their sudden extinction and works with alien historians to preserve their culture and language (hannibal is still an insect species in this and Will’s entomology knowledge is key here), as well as document other alien cultures. Jack doesn’t know he does this (and the network helps cover for Will) and Will helps aliens in the FBI’s possession escape and resettle somewhere safe.

eventually, they meet each other and Will immediately knows that Hannibal’s an alien, and highly suspects that he’s part of the extinct species he’s dedicated to documenting, and hannibal knows immediately that Will is a safe person and eventually, after a few sessions, Will snoops around Hannibal’s library and finds books that he brought to earth with him in the language that Will is nearly fluent in (he can read and write it, but can only speak the barest of basics of it because humans don’t have the bone structure or muscles in their jaw to properly speak it since the speakers are insect based), and discovers that hannibal is the last of his species.

they bond after Will reassures him that he won’t turn him in to Jack (hannibal doesn’t tell him that he destroyed his own species and instead comes up with a lie and doesn’t tell Will that he’s a criminal), and hannibal decides that he’ll take Will as a mate eventually. basically they eventually do the complicated mating ritual that then makes Will part alien (bc of how the ritual is) and Jack finally catches on. there’s more stuff in between this and the end, but in the end they kill Jack and Alana and flee earth and they go on the run together.

god that was long sorry lol

[clandestineloki]

firefighter miguel ohara x reader (VERY NSFW)

A/N: ang sabi ko december matatapos hindi ko sinabi anong year 😇

cw: smut, creampie, rough sex, things get 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂

when you first moved into your tiny home, you had gotten most of your stuff into the house by yourself

and the last thing you needed to unload from ur dad's car was your night stand so you carried it since it wasnt so heavy

only you accidentally hit the doorknob with your elbow and it flew off 😭

so you're standing there pacing nervously because you just locked yourself out of your own house LMAO DUMBASS

but to your rescue comes none other than miguel

having just returned from a minor save in his whole firefighter getup (somebody's stove caught on fire in an apartment somewhere but nothing fatal thankfully)

miguel looks to the house on his left

and suddenly believes in angels.

aren't you the cutest lil damsel in distress :}

u're pacing back nd forth and he's trying so hard not to stare at your cute lil ass in those pretty peach shorts 😙

you see him and wave, "pls help, sir!! my door- like- uh- i dont know what happened please help me i have to get this inside huhu"

who is he to say no??

he cracks his knuckles and squares up, making you blush as he grunts and flexes his muscles.

BUT YOU DONT EXPECT HIM TO BREAK DOWN UR DOOR

KICKED IT RIGHT OFF THE HINGES

and strategically kicked it too bc both the door and the hinges were intact, the screws just came off

he brushes his hair back and raises an eyebrow at your wide eyes

too shocked to contradict, you take the nightstand into ur new bedroom and come back to ur porch with a glass of lemonade for him

he thanks you, smirking when you blush and look away.

fixes your door that quickly too like wow

a handyman! maybe u can switch that up and manhandl- *GUNSHOTS*

anyways

for the next week and a half you're out on your porch with ur fat little cat mochi, working on a crochet thing, it's a hobby you recently got into since you're waiting for your cable and internet to get hooked up

and the firetruck drives by and the firetruck guys are blasting music, having a laugh

but miguel oh he always makes it a point to subtly wave at you and wink

it always leaves you flustered bc a very attractive man is giving you attention??

but what if he does it to other girls?? but if he does it to other girls why did one of the truckies ruffle miguel's hair when he caught miguel doing that??

but you just leave it at that, maybe he just wants ur attention and when he has it he'll get fed up and find some other pretty girl :((

until mochi gets the genius idea to chase a screeching squirrel up the tree right between your house and miguel's

"OH MY GOD MOCHI!!!!" you yell. "mochi, please dont move!!"

miguel just got back from a boring day at work, wearing half the firefighter getup and a grey shirt.

his definition of fun is getting to show off why his nickname is "the spider". it's because he almost never uses ladders and climbs the houses with just some rope and his bare hands.

and today was just some fire drill at a high school nearby, and he's a little pissed that nobody was listening because the mic had terrible feedback.

"MOCHI BABY OH MY GOD STAY RIGHT THERE!!"

miguel's head perks up from his phone, brows furrowing when he hears you screaming. he rushes to the 3½ ft fence between your house and his to see you running to the large tree in your backyard.

"leave em', peaches," he sighed and leaned against the fence with his arms crossed. "cats naturally land on their feet, he'll come down in a second."

"NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!" you turn to him, panic clear in your voice. "HE'S BLIND!!"

"oh SHIT" miguel jumps over the fence and runs over to you. "where's the bastard?!"

you gasp at him. "ONLY I GET TO CALL HIM A BASTARD!" 

"fine, where is... it?"

"up there, MOCHI PLEASE DONT MOVE!! I'LL GET YOU BABY!"

"i wouldn't do that if i w-"

before miguel can stop you, you're already climbing the tree yourself. smirking, he lifts you off the trunk and into his arms, as if you were a cat yourself.

"peaches, you might wanna leave that to me," he chuckles riiiight up against your sensitive ear. "don't want your pretty little body getting all scratched up, mm?"

you whimper.

"miguel," you mumble, "p-put me down."

you squirm against him, but he growls and holds you closer.

"oh? and what if you're just going to do it again, mm? you gonna be a bad girl?" he asks, tracing his tongue over your earlobe, making you shiver and sink into his arms.

"m-miguel, what are you-"

"y'know bebita... you're terrible at pretending you don't look at me like you wanna fuck me..."

"wh-what?!"

the way he's carrying you reminds you an awful lot of this position you saw in porn. the full nelson. the tiny girl, all flushed and pleasure-dizzy, thighs quivering as she's pounded over and over, trapped in the thick veiny arms of her man as he subjects his little fucktoy to the roughest pounding until her brain is just as liquid as the sticky sweet potent cum leaking out of her -

"oh, look," miguel whispers, snapping you out of your dirty thoughts. mochi, despite his lack of eyesight, somehow finds his way down and glares straight through the two of you as if he can actually see the lewd way you're compromised in the arms of your handsome, secretly obsessed with you neighbor.

"there he is, the little furball," he sets you down, his hand lingering on your inner thigh a second too long as he pets the snobby little cat on his head. "your poor mami can't always save ya, y'know. i think she needs me around a lot more, hm?"

he turns to your flustered figure and smirks at your wide-eyed look. "i think you owe me a thank you."

"r-right..." you mumble, scratching the back of your neck nervously, still out of it. "th-thank you..."

to your downright embarrassment, he laughs at your pathetic attempt of speaking, and corners you against the fence.

"i think i need more than just a whisper, peaches," he drawls against your ear, one hand wandering under your shorts as he grins at the way you melt with just a little teasing.

"i'm real thirsty, bebita, so why don't you be a good girl and make me something to drink?"

which leads to right now: you're avoiding eye contact with miguel as he sits on your couch, patting at his forehead with a towel.

you're also avoiding eye contact with the very prominent bulge in his cargo pants.

you hand him a glass of ice, before turning to the fridge and looking through it.

"i-i have some orange juice, water, uh, pepsi if you want-"

"water."

you gulp. "o-okay," you take the pitcher and sit down next to him, and pouring into his glass slowly, staring at his hands because you can't bring yourself to look him in the eyes.

"bebita."

you flinch as you realize you've been pouring too much. the glass is filled to the brim.

[what you don't know is that he wishes you were too]

"s-sorry..." you mumble, scooting away from him slowly. he grabs your wrist and leans into your ear.

"can't we stop dancing around each other like we don't know where this is going?" he growls.

"wait- let me put this down!" you gasp as he pulls you onto his lap roughly, the plastic pitcher in your hands slanting and getting droplets ice-cold water down your chest.

and you have no idea how much it sounds like a dirty little moan when you go, "ngh! miguel!"

before you can even blink, you find yourself pinned down on the couch, the pitcher clattering to the floor. but your heart stops as you come face-to-face with miguel's lustful expression, his dark eyes staring into yours.

"do you have any idea what i want to do to you?"

you whimper shyly, and he curses under his breath, instinctively grinding his hips up into yours, making your breath hitch at the feeling of that right up against your crotch.

"oh you're so fucking cute," he grumbles. "think i'm really gonna break you when i put it in here..."

he torturously drags his palms up and down your legs and grinning like a madman when you whine from the sensations.

"wanted to fuck you since the moment you got here," he whispers darkly, his long fingers hooking under the waistband of your shorts and underwear. "do a little housewarming n' give you a nice, big welcome all over the couch, the bed, the shower..."

his voice trails off into a breathy shit, baby as he sees your wet pussy clenching around nothin. he looks up at your doe-eyed expression and grins.

"you gotta use your voice, pretty," he teases. "as much as i like starin' at you i can't figure out what you want~"

"i want you..." you whisper. "i want you to fuck me, miguel."

and fuck you he does. he presses his lips to yours and pushes you into the meanest mating press. "dreamed about this for so long," he growled into the kiss as he pulled down his pants. "cute little thing like you got a guy like me jerking off every night--" he starts nipping at your jawline  "--ah, like a fuckin' teenager. why am i- fuck, y're so pretty- why am i so in love with you?"

he leans back to adore your flushed, needy state, and finally, finally pulls his dick out. you squeak as he rests over your bare stomach-- thick, veiny, and leaking all over you as if he can't wait a second longer.

when he pushes into you, god, the both of you feel heavenly. it takes all his strength to not plow into you like some ruthless beast. he just bites your neck, and rocks into you slowly as his thumb draws small circles on your clit, hoping to get you to adjust to his size.

it does way more than that, because within a few seconds, you're gasping and seizing under him, twitching helplessly as an orgasm washes over you, making your tight little pussy cream all over him sofucking good.

miguel's patience only lasts a few seconds after you come before his lust overrides him and he pounds you into the couch with every bit of his strength.

"miguel! miguel! oh, fuck- too much-"

you're screaming his name over and over, your walls clenching down on him as he hits the sweetest spots in you with every thrust of his hips. your nails run down his back as he fucks you like his life depends on it, and it hurts so good he can't bring himself to care about anything but you, you, you. cute, shy, innocent, cockdrunk little you.

he's addicted. and he's yours.

miguel feels himself getting close-- and knows you're getting close too, with the way your moans are getting breathier and your eyes are glossing over.

"fuck, i'm gonna fill you up so good, peaches," he groans. "cum with me, princess. make a mess for me~"

he swallows your moans of pleasure with a kiss, and fucks your through your orgasm as his tongue fucks your mouth. you whine and cry, and he spanks the side of your thigh, making you squeak and twitch under him. his thrusts get sloppy until his eyes roll back and he almost groans when he comes, thick, white cum filling you up like you're some kind of creamy pastry.

you shakily push at his chest, but he tsks at you, simply taking your wrists and pinning them to your side as he makes out sloppily, his hips moving slowly as he pushes more of his cum into you.

"take it all, peaches," he whispers hoarsely. "then i'm gonna clean it all out with my tongue~"

"miguel! that's nasty!" you whine, but he's got his mind set on it already, lifting you over his shoulder and heading to your bedroom.

he laughs, then sets you down on the bed, flipping you over with your ass sticking out. you gasp and shiver when you feel two of his thick fingers in your pussy.

"if you think that's nasty you'd faint if i told you what i wanna do with you on your kitchen counter, peaches."

[heartz-for-de]

sunshine!reader and grumpy katsuki throughout the academy... i need headcanons or a oneshot pls

Love this sm! I feel like there’s so many different variants of y/n and I love experimenting with them all:))) just a quick little ramble abt these two!!

Requests: open!

Sunshine!reader X grumpy! Katsuki

•Contrary to popular belief, katsuki was not always nice to you. It took months for him to even crack a HALF smile at one of your compliments. I feel like at the beginning he’d find you annoying, like why tf this bitch always smiling… but I think that eventually that annoyance would turn into endearment.

—“hey bakugo!!” You greeted him with a sweet smile. Sickeningly sweet, he thought.

“What do you want?” He grumbled, giving You a quick scoff to truly convey his dismay that he held .

“Well, me and Mina are going out for ice cream with Kiri, and I was wondering if you’d like to join? It’s totally okay if not though!” You reassured. He stared at you with a hard glare. Why were you so nice to him when he treated you with nothing but harsh words. He felt a weird tenseness in his chest as he grumbled out a short ‘fuck off’.

•once the two of you become friends, every body who has eyes can see the difference in the way he treats you compared to his regular friends.

- “Oh my gosh, yall took so many notes while I was gone! I think aizawa has it out for me.” You pouted slightly when the group had described you the work for the day.

“Tch, jus’ borrow my notes and copy ‘em.” Katsuki had mumbled out without a second thought.

“The fuck?!— last time I asked you for notes you blew up my journal.” Sero let out a salty huff, watching as you thanked Katsuki for his kind offer.

•I think he was in denial for awhile, like all he gaf about for the longest time was being the best and bettering himself. So when he gets to know you, and suddenly you’re infiltrating all of his thoughts 24/7? Oh he’s so pissed.

•Kirishima lowk crashed out on him a couple time just because he wanted him to confess so bad.

-“Maybe just tell her how you feel? That would simplify this a shit ton, bro.” Kirishima sighed.

“Simplify? The fuck it would— you give terrible advice, shitty hair.” katsuki responded shorty.

“I’m about to tweak out, what the hell else would you do? Hope she’ll telepathically understand your half asses ‘affection’?”

•you weren’t oblivious to his behavior either, you had the teeniest inkling that he felt a certain type of way about you, but you were too scared to take the leap of faith and ask.

•once he finally does get the balls to admit he is smitten, he’s like a big mean guard dog. Which you thought was hilarious because it’s not like you couldn’t handle yourself, you were training to be a hero aswell. But nonetheless you welcomed his behavior.

•Grumpy! Katsuki was a toucher. His hands always found there way somewhere on you, whether the two of you were alone or not. In a lecture? Hand on you thigh. In the common room? You’re sitting in his lap. Literally fucking anywhere? His hands resting on your waist and lower back. It was comforting for him, sort of like a reminder that you were safe and next to him.

•He doesn’t understand how you never seem to get angry, even when someone had done you wrong. You sat with a smile and reassured them, telling whatever asshole it was that it would all be okay. That pretty smile he loved sitting on your face like someone hadn’t just been a dick in your face. He couldn’t wrap his head around it.

•as we know, grumpy!Katsuki has a nasty mouth. Every sentence was littered with a few harsh words here and there. I think it would be hilarious if one time he was cussing out somebody—over something minimal obvi— and you just sit there your eyebrows furrowed while you tell him to please not yell so loud. AND HE LISTENED. the room was stunned.

“Shut the FUCK up, stupid bitch.”

“Katsuki, please don’t yell, that was right in my ear!” You whined slightly.

He looked down at you.

“M’sorry, was jus’ tryna tell this fucker off.” He side eyed denki.

•you praise him all the time and he cannot take it, like wdym you’re fawning over him for doing the bare minimum??? And why does he live for your little compliemnts???

-“Thank you so much for the flowers kats!” You thanked the blonde boy with a kiss to his cheek.

“Don’t gotta thank me, jus’ felt like getting you some.”

“You’re like the best boyfriend ever, Katsuki. I might just burst from how sweet you are, baby!”

You didn’t miss the way the tips of his ears heated up at the praise…

•He doesn’t like change but you entering his life changed a lot, and he doesn’t seem to complain much about that.

———

Hope these were okay!!!! Again sorry for grammatical errors I am so ass at proof reading;)

[possessedopossum]

Why do people love to project their family issues into fictional women so much? [I need to bitch about the way fandom treats Caterina]

I've seen so happen to Leandra. You yell one (1) time at your child on screen and you're the worst mother in Thedas. Obviously women need to learn how to turn their emotions off when they have children and you can't express your negative feelings even if your other child had died a terrible violent death on your eyes 5 minutes ago. Btw you can't explain such feelings in a calmer "healthier" way either bc that would mean therapy speech and that the game has bad writing. No feelings for mothers, okay? They're robots.

Leandra haters walked so Caterina Dellamorte haters could run. While I get it that Caterina isn't beating child abuse allegations, Caterina's image in fan fiction is truly something else.

Since WHEN she is homophobic??? Since when she is racist??? Is there a transphobic line from her I somehow missed? Did she misgender Rook somewhere?

Caterina is a character of questionable morality and yet fandom insists on her being way worse than she already is. Please I beg you pay attention to the source material. She isn't 100% evil. Not only Teia makes it out alive after calling Caterina "nonna", we also learn that Caterina is secretly very fond of Teia. I wonder why.

Caterina doesn't beat the shit out of Lucanis and Illario just because she is an evil abusive control freak. She does so because that's what crow training is. She does so to ensure her last surviving family members continue to stay alive. She isn't throwing her fucking flip flops at Lucanis for bringing home a bad grade on his math assignment. Or just because she had a bad day at work.

If I had to judge her parenting skills, I would be more concerned with Caterina's favoritism and her treatment of Illario. The harshness of crow training has nothing to do with Caterina's personality. She isn't even the worst crow trainer. Whoever trained Zevran, Taliesin and Rinna didn't even care if they live or die. Caterina cared. Mistreatment of Illario is however 100% Caterina's fault.

I would also be concerned with the reasons of her favoritism. Is Lucanis actually better than Illario or is he somebody Caterina can project her grief for her dead daughter into? Her favorite daughter being Lucanis' mother seems too much to be a coincidence. And it paints Caterina in somewhat sympathetic light anyway. You can't grieve for somebody if you have never loved them in the first place.

I don't understand writing Caterina as a terrible (grand)mother-in-law for Rook who romanced Lucanis. There are zero cases of her being rude to Rook. She looked reasonable but stern enough to be the first talon in eight little talons. Ofc she's still hard to deal with and there may be conflicts but there are literally no reasons to believe she is a bigot. Boiling it all down to petty fights between her and Rook for who gets Lucanis looks pathetic. He is ~35, for fuck's sake. And she is what, at least 70? Caterina wouldn't have 8 grandchildren if she was so possessive. Rook is also a god-killer which is a great PR move for house Dellamorte, having not one but two god-killers.

The desire of some rookanis shippers to strip Lucanis of almost everything he is looks so off to me. Death IS his calling. He IS aware that his family isn't exactly perfect, he doesn't need Rook to tell him that. Why is it so hard to understand that people may love something and understand all its flaws at the same time?

The petty envy from some Rooks screams "pls somebody help me I'm very insecure when it comes to relationships and splitting affection" without characters' authors recognizing the envy for that it is. Why do you want Rook to be the center of Lucanis' life so bad? Why do you want to strip him of his love for his family, profession, his friendship with Neve? What will be left of him if you do so?

I'll wait some months before opening ao3 again. It did give me a thousand yard stare. Would like to hope that at least the mischaracterization will go away eventually...

[nevernonline]

omg pls finish the members as dad’s ask you did the other day they were so so amazing 😭

dad! svt

hi, nonnie!! you and the nice people in my asks were so lovely about this ask. I figured instead of answering you all separately I would just post the rest of them members here 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 thank u all sm carat land is the happiest land  

warnings: mentions of child nourishment, fem! partners.

also pls note I know the bare minimum about having a child and what taking care of one would ever look like <3

SVT's reactions to you seeing you taking care of your child in front of them: 

jeon wonwoo 

sweetest dad!! nobody can come for me over that 

wonu is def one of the members that would know so much about having a child already because he was SO excited for the day his s/o was ready for it 

would be so gentle while holding the baby!! i will say sweetest dad again 

while you’re feeding he 100% is all about privacy for you he would make you both a comfy spot to rest and when your finished have your fav snack ready to go!! 

has the baby trying in every pair of his eyeglasses because he’s nervous they’ll have to wear them when they grow up and that he got bad eyesight from him 

lee jihoon 

i feel like he opted to be the most PRIVATE father ever but failed 

pretends to not care when people ask to see a picture of his kid but ultimately gets gitty when people yell him he has the most beautiful child 

caught his s/o feeding for the first time while coming to visit him at work and made SURE the room was private for them and stood guard outside only to peek his little head in 24/7 

only trusts him or wonu to hold his child nobody else is safe 

xu minghao 

hao as a dad makes me want to rip my hair out of my head bc he’s going to be so amazing if he becomes a father 

has the most specific baby night routine for his kid and his partner ever 

would draw you an amazing bath after feeding with such nice essential oils and candles as he sits next to the side of the tub to read you and your baby a good book 

has an amazing rotation of healthy recipes for you to eat so you and your baby are getting the best nutrients 

kim mingyu: 

did somebody say dilf ?? (Srry) 

def flexes his muscles pushing his baby stroller just in case you catch him!! he just wants to look good for his s/o all the time 

he would be similar to hoshi where he wants to be involved in everything, so if you’re feeding he is right on top of you assisting with your baby

the first time he saw you feeding them he couldn’t help but finding himself giggling every time the baby would burp or smile into your chest 

his heart would be so full of love he would be constantly gleaming with joy 

def the dad to hold his baby bare chested when his s/o isn’t around so they always feel warm and comfortable :///

lee dokeyom: 

constantly sharing the sweetest posts about him becoming a dad and sharing what it’s been like with a new born <3 

started crying the first time you were feeding in front of him just because he was overwhelmed with the sight of his new family 

the type to buy a puppy around the same time you gave birth to make sure his baby always had a friend to take care of 

while you fed the baby he fed the puppy so he can be involved!! 

boo seungkwan

dad! Kwan is so complete fr 

can not even begin to smother with enough love 

would be so AWKWARD in a SK way the first time you started giving your baby their meal in front of him, trying not to watch, trying not to make you or them uncomfortable 

would fail really hard trying to quietly sneak in to give the baby a kiss before or after work and knock over something in the room only to wake them up from their slumber 

keeps telling you he’s going to teach your baby a profanity as their first word as a joke and actually ends up doing it 😭

chwe hansol 

lmao ofc he’s the silly dad all the kids would be so obsessed 

prettiest baby ever possibly <3

he was really shy to become a father for the first time but was so naturally good at taking care of his kid 

would always announce himself when he entered into the room while your feeding just so he knows you’re comfortable with him coming into your special time with his precious child 

actually religiously enjoys watching all the new kids movies and tv shows with his kid like maybe more then they do 

lee chan :

ahh chan as a dad would be so so so nice 😭 

ik  we’ve seen snippets of how he is with his family so I just know he’s so excited to further the lee line replicating what he had with them 

does not care how young his child is he gets them started early dancing and being active with him even if it’s just him dancing with your baby in his arms around the room 

his LAUGH when he sees you feeding for the first time like obviously not because it’s funny it’s just the cutest thing he’s ever seen 

def gives you really sweet massages during baby dinner time too, no questions asked<3

definitely insists on any chance to take a nap with his child in his arms and you cuddling next to him on the couch 

[buddiesmutslut]

Somebody write Green Arrow Buddie bc my brain won’t STFU about it but I don’t have the time 😭🤣

Buck - Oliver Queen (bc I want Chris in this universe, & don’t see a way to do that with Eddie as Oliver)

Eddie - I really want Eddie to be his bodyguard, even if that’s not how they do it in the show. I feel like Oliver Queen/Eddie & Felicity Smoke/Buck could work, but idk, I don’t see Eddie “Technophobe” Diaz working in IT 🤣

Obviously Athena is the cop, Maddie is Thea.

I have no idea who Laurel or Sarah are bc Sarah & Thea are my FAVORITE people in that show & I don’t feel like I connected with any of the female LI’s in the way necessary to cast them as Sarah Lance, White Canary & leader of the Time Gang 😩

Get that confusing divorced/estranged relationship that Diggle & his wife had with Eddie & Shannon (without them getting together again tho, bc this is a Buddie fic & Eddie & Shannon were not meant to stay married in any universe 🙅🏻‍♀️)

Connor can be Tommy & die in the 2nd episode or whatever it was, idc.

Margaret Buckley will never be Moira Queen, & I can honestly see Philip Buckley trying to save his own ass instead of sacrificing himself for Buck, so maybe Buck comes back & is all vigilante because of his shitty dad, instead of for him, ykwim? So obviously Bobby is around somehow & he and Athena are the parents Buck deserves. (Nobody dies tho, that’s very important to me 🤣)

Idk. I haven’t seen Arrow in forever, but my brain was yelling about it this morning. I feel like it would only work for the first season or two, before they start doing crossovers & fighting aliens and shit bc then it would just be too complicated 😅

Tumblr writers, pls take this from me 🙏🙏

[paladin--strait]

could you pls pls pls write strangers to lovers with Jamieeeee

warm - jamie drysdale x reader

yesss ofc!! I love this prompt with him 😆 this is really cringey, though! sorry about that. if you had something different in mind, let me know!! thank you for requesting! ❤❤

tw: slight harrassment, language, a random guy being creepy

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the smell of coffee fills my nose once again when I walk into the cafe I work at near packer park, philadelphia. I greet my coworkers, put on my apron and get to work.

"y/n! I need table 3 cleaned please!" my coworker yells out to me.

"on it!" I grab the cleaning supplies from the back and rush out to clean the table. after that table, I look around and notice more tables are not clean, some customers even having to clean their own tables.

"here! I'm so sorry, let me get that for you!" I say, gesturing for the older lady and her daughter to take a step back to let me clean the table. "again, so sorry for that! we're short on staff and today seems to be busier than usual. if you need anything let us know!" they thank me for cleaning the table, then assure me that it's alright.

I clean a couple more tables before I notice a man around my age begin to clean the table at his booth. "ahh! I'm sorry! let me clean that for you, sir!" I say and he thanks me and takes a step back.

while I'm cleaning, I can't help but feel his eyes on me. it's normal for customers to look us at while we clean, but this time it feels different. it's making me feel uncomfortable and I'm not sure whether I should tell him to stop or not since I'm almost done cleaning his booth.

I take a deep breath and just continue to clean. I try to tell myself that its nothing but I can't shake the feeling that his gaze seems to give me. "you're table is ready, sir." I take a look around and I've managed to clean the rest of the tables. "if you haven't already ordered, I can take that for you!" I say, pulling out my pad of paper and a pen.

he takes a seat in his booth. "I'll take a black coffee and a piece of apple pie." he says slowly, reading off of the menu that's been laminated and hung on the wall.

"okay, I'll get that order going for you!" I say, beginning to walk off.

"I'm not done." he says with this tone in his voice that makes me shiver. I put my pen back up to the paper, ready to write down the rest of his order. "I'll also take your number, beautiful."

his words make my eyes widen. I've only had a few people ask me for my number before and that never ended well for me, considering all they wanted was a quick hookup. which has now left me single. but I've never had somebody ask me for my number like this before.

"I'm so sorry sir but I'm not interested. I'll go get your order started for you right away." i begin to walk off when he sits up and grabs my wrist.

"what's the reason? I saw the way you were looking at me. I know you want me." he says, bending down to my level.

"I uh, I have a boyfriend!!" I yell out, a bit louder than I intended, but I hoped he would believe my lie.

"oh yeah? where is he? he's not very smart to let someone so beautiful go out and work their tail off. come on, come back to my place and take a load off." he tries to entice me, but I pull my hand back and almost quite literally put my foot down.

"no. I have a boyfriend and I love him. I would never do such a thing!" I say, my cheeks heating with anger and embarrassment. I just want this guy to leave me alone.

"come on! he won't fuckin' know. you don't have to tell him everything." he says, laughing. his laugh is scary, deep and ugly. it makes my skin crawl and gives me goosebumps from fear.

I'm about to holler for help when hands grip my waist, knocking the guys hand off and pulling me into their chest. "I believe my girlfriend told you to leave her alone." I turn and look at the man who saved me from this creepy guy and he looks down at me, eyes wide and watery. almost as if he was angry.

"she didn't tell me she had a boyfriend!" the man tries to defend himself, but my hero dismisses him. "to hell with this! you're ugly as fuck anyway." his words still cut like a knife, even though they will be meaningless later.

I turn to thank my hero but he grabs my shoulders, "are you alright? I heard everything. he had no right to speak to you that way." it's almost like he's scolding me, even though I know that's not his intent. "I'm jamie, by the way. what's your name? if you don't mind me asking, of course."

I smile at him a little and point to my nametag on my apron. "its y/n. and thank you for helping me. you're like my hero!" I joke a little. he laughs, and its infectious. the way his laughs rings out throughout the cafe, and the tone of his voice makes his laugh irresistible.

I hear my coworkers calling my name, telling me to get back to work. I realize i have more tables to clean and I should probably get in the kitchen to help make drinks and food too. "I think I have to get back to work or else I'll probably get fired for slacking on the job or something like that." I chuckle, smiling at jamie.

I hear his name being called too and I turn to see it's a group of guys about his age. one is holding up a to-go coffee, presumably for jamie. "I have to go too. I'll see you around sometime?" I nod in a agreement and we both part ways.

I thought about jamie and the incident the whole rest of the day. I even tell my friends at work about it and they tell me that I should file a police report on the guy and show them the video footage of him. I agreed and went to the station the next day and filed a report. they said they couldn't do anything since he didn't physically hurt me and they didn't have his identity, which makes sense.

with every day that passes for two weeks after that, jamie shows up to the cafe. he orders the same thing everyday and I wonder how he's not broke yet. when he asks me if he could accompany me on my lunch break, I told him yes and he told me all about his life. who he really is, and what he does for work. he tells me that he'll buy me tickets to watch him play in his next hockey game. I told him not to since I don't know anything about hockey and I would have to take a crash course or something else to teach me before I went.

that night I watched a video about the rules of hockey and all that stuff. I learned some stuff about the teams they were going to play in the upcoming games.

and the next day, jamie shows up with a ticket in hand. "it's my team, the flyers, against the ducks. they're from anaheim. I used to play there so I thought that might be a fun game for you to watch." he explains to me after I take the ticket and punch in his order.

a couple days later and a bunch of 'introduction to ice hockey' videos later, I find myself at wells fargo center to watch jamie and his team play. as I'm walking around, trying to figure out how I get to my seat, I see a team store and I spot a jersey with the name 'drysdale' printed on it with the number 9 under it. I run in and grab my size, paying for the jersey and putting it on proudly with a smile on my face.

I finally figure out how to get to my seat and I realize that jamie bought me a rinkside ticket. one that's right by the flyers bench. I try not to think about how much that ticket cost when all the players ran out onto the ice to start warming up.

I'm looking around at everything, taking it all in when I hear a knock on the glass in front of me. I turn and see that its jamie. he has the biggest smile on his face. "you made it!!" he yells, I can barely hear him, but I nod and put my hand on the glass right where his hand is on the other side.

"jamie look!" I turn around and point at the name on the jersey. when I turn around, he doesn't look very happy with me.

"if you wanted my jersey, you should have told me and I would have given you one of mine!" he yells out. he kinda has this pout on his face, but then he smiles. "but I still love that you have my jersey on. I'll see you later!!" he waves as his coach yells something at him.

a few minutes later a guy with flyers clothing on that says 'staff' walks up to me and asks me my name, which I tell him and he hands me a lanyard. I look over at jamie and he nods his head and smiles, giving me a thumbs up. I thank the guy and look down at it. it says VIP access.

the game is brutal to watch. but it's very entertaining and I catch myself laughing at it some. but after the game ends, I'm escorted down a hallway by the staff member that gave me my lanyard.

I'm left in the hallway with a bunch of women and reporters. a few of the guys walk out and a woman goes with them. I assume that those are there wives or girlfriends??

but my eyes light up when I see jamie walking out. he looks around before locking eyes with me, smiling wide, he walks to me and the staff lets me our from behind the ropes that separate the leaving players from the people waiting to see them.

he hugs me before holding my hand and taking me with him. "what did you think of the game?" he asks, smiling at me.

I told him my thoughts and scolded him for paying so much money just for me to watch him play. he tells me its nothing and that he wants me to come to as many games as possible, so he reserved that seat for me for the rest of the season.

"jamie you shouldn't have done that!" I say, smacking him on the arm. "what if I can't come to some of those games?"

"then the seat will be empty. it's alright! I just want you to come whenever you can." he explains.

"but jamie I see you everyday anyway!" I laugh, holding his hand again. "but I did have fun...so I'll come to as many games as I can!"

he smiles and we walk outside to his car, there's already and car with its lights on beside his and jamie's eyes light up when the owner of the car jumps out, calling his name and running to him.

the two guys hug and chat a little before the other guy turns to me and says, "hi, I'm trevor. you must be y/n! jamie has not stopped talking to me about you for weeks! it's nice to finally put a face to the name." he says, pulling me in for a hug. which I kindly return.

"the famous trevor!! jamie has told me so many stories about you!" I say laughing.

"all good things, I hope?" trevor says with a nervous look on his face.

"I can't promise that!" we all laugh and talk a little more before jamie opens the car door for me so we can leave.

I can't hear what they're talking about outside, which makes me a little nervous. but I see them hug and part ways before jamie gets in his car and pulls off.

"so y/n, I know we haven't been on any dates, and I know we just met a few weeks ago and this is even a surprise for me to be saying right now, but I really like you. and I want you to be my girlfriend. I've never met a girl like you. you're always so happy and kind. and my friends have never loved a girl so much that I've been talking to like they love you. so many people tell me that you're someone worth keeping around, and I agree completely. so y/n, will you be my girlfriend?" his nervous words catch me off guard, and I think they caught jamie off guard as well.

I take a minute in silence to think it over. before accepting his 'proposal' and smiling at him brightly. he pulls into my driveway and jumps out of the car, pulling me out and into his arms, giving me to biggest hug I've even gotten.

jamie pulls away, "can I kiss you?" he says, looking at me with eyes that shine even in the darkness of the night.

"please jamie-" I can't even finish my words before he pulls me in for a kiss so electrifying that I think my whole body goes into shock. I swear fireworks just went off.

jamie spends the night at my house, and we spend the whole night talking to each other. just holding one another and embracing the moment.

jamie calls in sick for morning skate and we sleep in, tucked in my bed that is now warm since it keeps another body under its covers. the bed is warm, and so is my heart.

[starsofang]

you deserve hell fire for this chapter. my emotions are everywhere. do you get off on pain? do you hate me? do you hate your other readers? do you hate the 141? do you hate dove? DO YOU HATE HAPPINESS???

The description of Graves is absolutely and utterly fucking disgusting and I feel like puking reading about it so thank you for that angie 😐 how dare you let him put his hands on dove????? HE GRABBED AND AND PUSHED HER TO THE GROUND. “She’s getting kicked down repeatedly.” - You in my Dm’s 2 days ago. I DIDNT KNOW YOU MEANT LITERALLY😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 WHAT IS WDONG WITH YOU😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 He put his nasty foot on her which okay first off, he needs to kill himself in the most violent way possible.

Im going to off on a nursing rant here because whenever I see injured mentioned in fanfiction my little nurse brain becomes happy. The pressure he would’ve had to put on her to actually crack and or break her rib is insane. People think it’s easy to break a rib but in reality ribs are protecting the heart, lungs and multiple other very needed organs. They NEED to be strong. He would’ve had to been practically stepping on her, he needed to be meaning to break her rib. Not to mention the healing process of broken ribs is excruciating. Anyways….

I come to your unholy abode to murder you with my screaming of how fucking amazing the chapter was despite my crying. The way they were worried about her, the way they were truly showing that she meant something to them and they weren’t just heartless brutes. I mean WE knew that but did she?? The wayJohn Fucking Price YELLS AND THREATENS GRAVES. THE WAY HE KNEW HOW TO HIT A NERVE. THE WAY HE COULD SHOW POWER EVEN WITH A GUN TO HIS HEAD. GIVE ME HIM NOW. MY LEGS ARW WIDE OPEN.

AND GAZ😭😭 “Talk to me, dove, I’m right here, focus on me.” WHAT THE FUCK😭😭 He worries so much about her, he fucking adores her and that’s what I love about Gaz and how you write him you crazy maniac. And as much as I would love to continue to speak about him let me skirt over to the fucking telescope. Why. why???? why would you sit here, make us think that the telescope was a sweet gift and even tease us with a kiss and the have graves STEAL IT?? THE LEAST YOU COULDVE DONE WAS GIVE US THAT DAMN KISS.???? My notes are progressively getting longer because I actually had typed out my opinion on the prophecy in my docs and i even MENTIONED the telescope before I was like “nah that doesn’t make sense.” YOY GASLIGHTED ME. WHAT DOES HE WANT WITH THAT DAMB THING.

THEM IMMEDIATELY GOING TO HER😭😭 GHOST FEELINGS GUILTY AND PRICE HATING WHAT HAPPENED😭😭 “We need a medic.” “She’s the medic!” That’s weirdly heartbreaking in a way that I could not put into words. Them all turning around hesitantly and not because they wan’t to be weirdos but because they are all so confused and concerned and don’t want to take their eyes off her. ESPECIALLY SOAP😭

Something is going to happen whilst they are on land looking for a doctor🤷🏼‍♀️ I just know you a bit too well by now.

THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. THE KISS. ARE YOU GUYS HEARING ME. THE FUCKING KISS. HE GOT TO HER FIRST DESPITE EVERYTHING. “As long as I’m first.” OKAY SO MAYBE FUCK ME PLEASE?????????? HE STAYED WITH HER😭 SHE IS EVERYTHING TO THEM😭😭

IM KILLING YOU ANGIE😭😭😭😭

here comes my biggest opp 🙄

to be fair, i did warn u. in my own words, i said she got fucked up, i meant that shit. it’s my dream to write angst 😍 fun fact rlly fun fact i have a crush on cod graves so i had to make him as despicable as possible in this fic so i dont start to trip over him

i am no nurse, im working in a pharmacy for my degree (slay) but BOY DO I KNOW THAT SHIT HURTS. im the clumsiest person alive and ive broken so many bones that it’s sad atp. SO SOMEBODY UNDERSTANDS THE EXTENT OF A FRACTURE ESPECIALLY TO THE RIBS BECAUSE MY GOD THAT SHIT FEELS LIKE YOURE BREATHING THRU A JUICEBOX, PLS i had to make dove suffer as i have

THE ROOM SCENE WITH ALL OF THEM WAS MY FAVORITE TO WRITE UGHHHH FINALLY HAVING THEM ALL CONVERSING AS ONE AND SHARING THEIR WORRIES 😫 like a steak dinner istg

(i make no promises for next chapter, or the ones upcoming) (i have not planned it yet)

THE KISS I TOLD YOU TO TRUST MEEEE WHEN HAVE I EVER LET YOU DOWN. u were going crazy in my dms threatening murder and look here we are. u got ur wish. never falter in ur trust in me bc everybody knows by now when i say trust you trust 🗣️

also absolutely hearing you out on price. he’s a damn fine sir in this fic. it makes me hungry. i did it all for u.

I LOVE YOUUU 😜

[l3ominor]

somebody yell at me to work on Recalled pls

[imaginespazzi]

hiii!!! first time anon and silent fan and follower of ALL ur fics!!! ive reread GH a billion times its so damn good your characterisation is impeccable and the way u write angst UNPARALLELED i live for it! every update from you makes MY day i live in australia so i wake up every Tuesday morning and allocate the first 20mins of my morning to a new chapter☺️☺️☺️

ANYWAYS decided i need to show my appreciation FOR CHAPTER 6 as it is 1000+/10 so here is my long review:

- Love love love all the description around the wedding details - to be known is to be loved and it’s only been a year…how could Olivia possibly know Paige the way azzi does. She really never stood a chance🫢

- Drew being “sick” and later saying “so she’s not stopping the wedding” - so endearing he just wants his pookie sister in law😭😭 i NEED an angsty scene with him and azzi in present time (how old would he be? Teens/early 20’s) where he’s clearly resentful about how everything went down

- Man Tim and Katie🥹🥹🥹 the NECKLACE my heartttttt. So gracious and supportive..would love to know if there was a part of them crushed by Paige not ending up their daughter in law

- Finding out on instagram about the pregnancy is insane i would have to be put down. Surely azzi did not find out about the wedding over instagram…surely……pls…..

- “the first thing you’re gonna see is your smile. And you’re gonna think it’s the most beautiful thing in the world. Just like I do” Paige’s way with words…Paige just can’t help it but ur heart breaks for azzi having to hear such beautiful things from her EX

- Paige crying alone in the tent crushed under the weight of both Azzi and Stephie in her heart ugh

- MAYBE MY FAVOURITE DIALOGUE YOUVE WRITTEN: Why is your daughter like this?” Paige demands, “how is she gonna make me cry and then send somebody else to wipe my tears.” “Why couldn’t she just have stayed?” the blonde questions, “why does she always have to overthink things and make it more complicated? Why can’t she just listen to her heart once in her fucking life? Why can’t she just let herself live? Why is it always no with her and never just yes?” - it’s v poetic but you’ve somehow managed to write it in a way that isn’t clunky but feels SO REALISTIC I can literally see the regressed 20 something version of Paige complaining to her defacto MIL about her girl problems. AMAZING

- NVM best dialogue you’ve ever written: “it’s the same one Tim had when he first met Azzi.” how does ur brain work like this?!!???????

- Steph guest appearance YAY! I wonder whether Steph ever makes fun of Azzi for how she named her child, or if they were already closer at that point. UNCLE TWIN☺️

- Naur Paige falling to her knees to catch Stephie - down astronomically bad it’s literally been a day i love them sooooooo much

- And then I yelled at Mama and it made Mama cry too and I hate making Mama cry.” - Paige and Stephie have so many similarities (purple, mint icecream etc) but the biggest thing - they BOTH love Azzi so much 🥺🥺🥺 what a privilege and simultaneously a terrifying prospect… that you are two people on the planet that can have the greatest capacity to impact her (both positive and negative)

- “that’s okay ‘cause I don’t miss.I’m Azzi Fudd’s daughter. Right Mama?” “Right baby,” This made me clucky fr! Stephie is spectacular give me 14 rn 👩‍🍼👩‍🍼👩‍🍼👩‍🍼👩‍🍼

- The constant theme of Azzi being content, having enough but not having everything she wants💔 she’s sacrificed so so much it hurts me how scared she is to accept that she could be happier

- I am a SUCKER for the trope where person 1 cannot stand seeing person 2 having a meltdown and person 2 goes to leave but person 1 cannot bear the thought of letting them go and hugs them ugh this story is like a MOVIE

- “You want me to say that I flew to Dallas once to tell you that I fucked up but then I saw you with Olivia and decided you deserved better than me-” the parallels to the UCLA fic and Paige seeing Azzi with Zoe..need to see this scene written PLEASE

- “It’s never too late for us,” Paige whispers before crashing her lips against the woman” Oh Lord here we go. This lowkey shocked me cannot lie - was NOT expecting this. V v curious about the aftermath of this….before day 1 of practise is CRAZY.

ANYWAYS WOW v v long review but i just needed to show my appreciation for this masterpiece! please know that this fic brings me infinitesimal joy and i cannot wait for the next chapter!!!!!!!!❤️❤️❤️

OMG HI FRIEND (or I guess I should say mate like Australians lol?)!! Welcome to my inbox!

No one knows Paige the way Azzi does because Paige won't let anyone see her the way she lets Azzi see her

Drew is so absolutely done with these two dumbasses and had to make it very clear. I think Paige-Azzi were such an example to him and to have that taken has really made him cautious about love at the very raw age of 20 (that's how old he'd be in 2033 right?)

Paige always says the right things, the timing just isn't always the right one.

AH omg honestly it means much to me that you think my dialogues are realistic. Especially ones like that one where it's kinda heavy, I'm always a little self-conscious that maybe it sounds too speech-y and fake so I'm so glad it doesn't come off that way.

I think Steph and Azzi grew pretty close before Stephie because he was already her mentor but once she actually got to Golden State, he really took her under her wing and became more family than just mentor (Steph possibily teared up at the idea of Azzi naming her daughter after him)

Quite LITERALLY down bad lmao

The thing with Azzi, I think, is that she's a little scared to be loved. Like Azzi holds both Paige and Stephie's hand in the palm of her hands, and she's scared that she'll accident hold them too hard and crush them.

I do think there will be a flashback to Azzi flying to Dallas but tbd which chapter!

LMAO they're not very good at the taking it slow thing are they?

You are so very sweet and I appreciated this so very much!

[sh4rki3-fr0gz]

how do i reality shift??

tw: swearing, joking mentions of death, capitals/yelling

SERIOUSLY HOW THE FUCK DO I SHIFT?? IVE TRIED THE RAVEN METHOD LIKE EVERY SINGLE DAY FOR THE PAST WEEK AND ITS NOT WORKING

IVE TRIED SLEEPING ON MY DR SCRIPT AND THAT DOESNT WORK

HOW??

HOW DO I SHIFT????????

PLS SOMEBODY TELL ME

IF I DONT SHIFT BY THE END OF THE YEAR IM GOING TO FUCKING DIE/jk

[syscourse-confessions]

I am so tired of law-abiding fools.

They claim that you can't tell someone's being a smartass based on vibes alone, they might actually be trying to make a real argument! They might really be telling the truth, and without concrete proof you can't say otherwise!

Burden of proof is on the guy wearing the smirk, I'm not sorry

Let me explain. Someone in here recently disavowed the concept of bad-faith arguments, specifically the thought that you might be able to tell whether they're making one without knowing them and being inside their head.

Throwback to several years ago, when I ran up against someone telling me they don't think my disorder is real. I'm like. I'm not dealing with this. They want to paint me as crazy so that nobody takes my criticism seriously, everybody will eat it up because the change I want is inconvenient, and the staff will obviously be like :thumbsup: all the while being like. "You just got mad, deal with it B)" (this was about an IEP in school btw, in case you're curious.)

Bad-faith arguments have an unscholarly purpose. To make you just give up because arguing with them is exhausting. And it works because people take them seriously, bro. People take mister "I dont trust the medicine people" seriously. IDK what the anon was specifically talking about, but the concept of bad-faith arguments should be taken seriously. It's a valid observation to make of somebody else's argument, and they can make counter points to your observation if they want. If the guy was like, I dunno anything about it! Once I pointed out the bad-faithness, I could educate him and he could learn. But that isn't what happened. It's just emotional denial with zero curiosity. "No!! Now listen to me instead of ignoring me!!" they say. And then you listen, and that's when they win. (in this instance I just got accomodations for symptoms of general ptsd, which wasn't enough so I dropped out)

When people with shitty ideas pretend to be good-willed, we feel obligated to give them a platform as a free-thinking, curious, trusting society. Daily IRL life (offline) depends on trusting people to be decent. When people with shitty ideas present themselves as Just Asking Questions And Being Curious Except When You Try To Educate Me I Yell At You, the audience (at BEST) reacts with "oh well I guess since this person who Knows about this is arguing with him, I guess he's worth arguing with! I guess this topic is still up for debate!" And you can SEE the issue with that.

Support people who just don't take obvious shit. Support people who call out some Bullshit, pls. Pretending you have to treat everyone as equally unmalicious is dangerous, and that's coming from a trans guy who was accused of mail tampering at age 11. Be less trusting of OBVIOUS bs, and if someone's like "this is an obvious bad-faith argument" don't go "you don't know that! what if they're well-meaning? You can't see in their head!" it's literally All these types of people want. I don't care what it's about. This happens with every single issue. Hotdogs a sandwich. This is pedantics. We're talking about food safety cause your restaurant is breaking the food safety guidelines, we aren't going to discuss whether a hotdog counts as a sandwich. That type of shit. It's everywhere. "I want a lwayer, dog" "Oh but he might've meant he wanted a dog who was a lawyer! I didn't know he was calling Me dog!" you know. Hope this isn't too harsh, I don't hold any bad feelings towards this one anon, I just really hate seeing actual angels in my life fall into the trap of trusting professional bullshitters :/ Replies encouraged, because obviously since this is a reply to someone I'd be an ass to not welcome a response LOL

���- Syscourse replies encouraged

[climberclown]

I’m actually going insane for some reason I thought this would be a funny one shot anyways based off an image and the animation I made on it SMUT WARNIG NOT OK THE CIDEO THE FANFIC PLS ONT READ IF U DONT LIKE SEX OK THANK YOU !!! <3

robert x ross SMUT!! (THEY ARE 25 and 27 , ROBERT IS 25 AND ROSS IS 27 )

context before reading:

ross and robert used to be married until roy talked them both into getting a divorce. ross still really loves robert but robert has moved on and married susie; whom he doesn’t even fricking like and is jst married to her bc he was being pressured to. he also still loves ross .. ;3 wink wink anyways I hope you love this totally cool fanfiction that I’m writing on here bc I don’t want to get wattpad let’s get started jake paulers !!!! ALSO QUICK NOTE I WAS ABT TO START Robert is british that’s my headcanon I’m sorry it’s not canon but GODDAMMM NN it’d be so cute (I like British) OK OK I’ll start now.: b!!

“Babe, that shoe won’t..” Robert grumbled as Susie tried to get a size seven, which he was not, onto his foot. “God dammit! Susie, I’m not Cinderella!” He yelled through the sizing hall, disrupting all the other happy wedding couples. He stared daggers into Susie’s embarrassed flushed face, then looked away as her eyes stared back.

“Come on, Robert,” She started, trying to reason with him. “I don’t want to do this either. You think I wanted to marry a giant with a ponytail? I wanted to marry an average sized handsome man. But, I got .. you.” She spat, now kicking the shoe she was trying to get on with her heels.

“I am not a giant!” Robert exclaimed. He flushed, knowing she was actually right. “If you don’t wanna marry me then why are you? I’d rather go back to..” Robert trailed himself off, knowing if he went there she’d cause the biggest TikTok scene you’d ever see.

“I’m marrying you because if I do I can buy anything I want!” Susie snarked. “I mean, living with a pastor is dumb too.” She referred to her and Pump’s dad who worked at a pastor at their local church. He was very religious about his Christianity and Susie hated it. She tried to rebel by burning the churches main bible, but they just got a replacement in ten minutes. “You have all that money you’ll never use.”

“I do use it.” Robert picked up a size nine from a different box and slid it on. Susie stopped her efforts and huffed. She picked up the size sevens and walked away, leaving Robert with five fancy shoe choices. He stared at all of them, but eventually picked the ones that looked just like the ones..

at their wedding..

He smiled thinking about how happy he was. With Susie, it was never going to be like that. She yelled all the time and sometimes it was funny, but when you’re the one being yelled at, it’s quite not. He frowned. He wished it would be like that, if Susie had found that ‘average sized handsome man’, maybe she’d be like that with him. Happy.

Robert got up and grabbed the shoe box, paid for it, then left. They had already invited everyone. They had already picked out their outfits. They had already picked up the cake. All that was left to do was get ready and do it. The truth was, he didn’t want to. He didn’t want to marry her. He was sure Susie was a nice girl underneath her saltiness, but he was never going to get that. They knew each other through grade school and high school, but they hated each other then, too. It was never meant to be and they both knew it, but they still were both willing to go through with it.

“Oof!” A voice whimpered. Robert snapped out of his thinking and looked down at the person he just trampled and smiled.

“Ross!” Ross looked up and smiled back. He quickly got up and brushed himself off. “Where have you been?” Robert asked. He hadn’t seen him since he’d told him about him and Susie’s wedding.

“You know.. working.. at the tattoo shop..? Is that what you want me to say?” Ross’s smile faded. Ross wasn’t particularly happy that Robert was marrying someone else, let alone somebody he knew he didn’t like. “What do you want me to say after you divorced me because a midget told you to, then decided to engage the most whitest girl you could find that you don’t even like?” Ross put his hand on his hip and waited for Robert to answer. Robert stared, and his smile was gone too. He scratched the back of his neck nervously.

“Ross, you know I’m sorry. I was happy with you..” Robert answered.

“Then why were you so quick to leave?” Ross said, his words laced with poison.

“I don’t know!” Robert quickly said back. Ross stood and his glare softened. He didn’t quite know himself why he agreed to it either. To make him happy? To make Roy happy? To make Robert happy? It was a mystery to him. Robert saw his glare was gone, so he took the opportunity. “Do you want to walk to the ceremony room?” He asked.

“To your wedding ceremony room?” Ross stared blankly. “Yeah. I wanna see if it’s better than ours.”

“Oh, trust me. It is. Susie wanted to make it look pretty. Too pretty.” He gagged. Ross laughed.

“Yeah, I bet.” He though and gagged too. Robert smiled and they walked along the busy sidewalk to their ceremony room. They walked in and it hit both of them like they were looking directly at the sun. “Jesus christ! How did the decorators even see?” Ross closed his eyes shut. Robert pushed Ross in and closed the two doors behind them. Ross finally opened his eyes again. “Woah..” He was actually amazed with how gorgeous it looked.

“Do you like it?” Robert asked. Ross nodded and started picking at the string lights attached on the wall.

“Dude, how do they even get those on there?” He stared at the lights in awe.

“Uhm.. super glue?” Robert answered. Ross looked back and looked mind blown.

“What! No way. There’s more to it than that.”

“Yes way. I know because I did it. I had to help.”

“No way!” Ross smiled.

“Yes way!” Robert smiled back. They both walked around the room together pointing out the most elegant things. Ross was amazed at how simple things stayed and Robert was amazed at how he was amazed.

A few hours had passed, amazingly. They both had gone through the room about a dozen times going over how it stayed and how it shone. They finally sat down at one of the white tables. “I wish our wedding was like this.” Ross smiled sadly.

“I don’t. You’d be too amazed by lights shining to even kiss me.” Robert teased.

“Oh really? How would I forget to kiss the most handsome man in that room?” Ross winked. Robert felt his face flush and he giggled then turned away. “.. and this room, Robert.” Robert flinched. He looked back at Ross who was smirking. He stuttered, couldn’t find his words, then looked back at the light he was staring at. “Come on, Rob. I know you want . . .

me . ‘’

Robert looked back and gaped, his face now a deep red. “Ross, I’m getting married today! Susie would fucking kill me!” Ross rolled his eyes and smirked again, knowing how to fluster Robert even more.

“And I want to fucking fuck you.” Ross softly squeezed Robert’s hand. Robert could feel his heart pounding in his throat along with his stomach sinking. He wanted this. He knew he did. But he was so scared of what Susie would do..

“No, I can’t,” He said with trembling breath. “I’d break her heart.” Robert sympathized Susie, even though she would never do that to him. He took his hand away from Ross, who took his hand right back.

“What heart?” Ross smiled. “You know she doesn’t love you. I know you don’t love her. So come on, I know when you want me. I can hear it in your voice..” Ross whispered. Robert felt chills on his back he hadn’t felt since the divorce. Ross squeezed his hand tighter.

“Al..alright.” Robert gulped. His breath shuddered as he looked down at Ross who bit his lip and slyly went under the white table. Robert flinched as Ross reappeared in front of Robert’s legs. He rested his head on Robert’s knees and looked up at him. Robert couldn’t hide a giggle. “What are you doing?” He laughed.

“Are you gonna let me see how hard you are, fuckface?” Ross grinned. Robert smiled, but sat still and shook his head. “You want to play?” Ross purred. He forcibly spread apart Robert’s legs who let out a grunt. Ross snickered. “You’re already getting off to me teasing you?” Robert looked away from him with a blood flushed face. Ross shrugged and unzipped Robert’s jeans and slowly took out his member while Robert stifled tiny moans. Ross smiled more and sat on Robert’s lap, front facing him. He grabbed Robert’s face with one hand on his member, turned his face to his own, and whispered in his ear.

“Did you miss me, whore?” Robert gulped and nodded. “Exactly.” Ross pushed his face onto Robert’s and kissed him hard while pulling on the back of his hair. Ross suddenly stopped and Robert started panting heavily whilst Ross stared.

“What’s wrong? Why did you stop?” Robert said in between pants.

“You’re holding your breath. You’re not with Susie anymore. You’re with me.” Ross warned. Robert shuddered and nodded again. Ross kissed him rough again but this time while stroking his member. Robert shuddered and moaned quietly while Ross explored his mouth. Ross could feel Robert’s hot breath escaping from his mouth and pressing onto their faces. Ross slowly stopped kissing Robert and wiped his mouth, getting off of the red mess in front off him. Ross smiled at him and Robert weakly smiled back in the chair. “You’re cute when you’re hot.” Before Robert could respond, Ross kneeled and shoved Robert’s cock into his mouth, motioning up and down. Robert covered his mouth, let his head back, and let out muffled moans while Ross went faster then slower. Robert winced and stopped covering his own mouth.

“Ross.. I’m gonna cu..” Robert moaned. Ross stopped quickly and kneeled to Robert’s head.

“Come before me and you’ll have hell.” Robert winced and covered his mouth once more, getting pain out of Ross’s pleasure. Ross let his own hard member out and sat down once again on Robert’s lap. He pressed his own member against the other and stifled an wince of his own. Robert uncovered his mouth and looked at Ross.

“Are you going soft on me, Ross?” Robert said between heavily shuddered breaths. Ross grumbled and started grinding against Robert’s member. “Ross!” Robert yelled, surprised. His head fell back and he let out loud moans. Ross quickly covered Robert’s mouth himself.

“You don’t want your ‘bride’ hearing you, do you?” Robert moaned and drooled over Ross’s hand while Ross kept going with his grinding. Ross then brung his head down and started to bite Robert’s neck, looking for a sweet spot. As he bit, he finally found one after Robert let out a passionate moan. “Still the same, isn’t it darling?” Ross whispered through his own wincing and kept biting and sucking Robert’s sweet spot whilst grinding his member. Robert winced and pulled Ross’s hand away.

“Ross.. please.. I have to..” Robert winced. Ross covered his mouth again and whispered into his ear.

“I’m not even close, babe..” He teased Robert as Robert started to whine. He continued his biting and grinding until Robert suddenly lifted his head, lifted Ross’s hand away, and started passionately kissing Ross as hard as he could. Ross moaned and closed his eyes shut while Robert started to stroke both members while Ross winced and groaned. Ross finally climaxed and started grinding slower. As soon as Robert saw this, he climaxed as well and grabbed the back of Ross’s head and continued to roughly kiss him. Ross pushed Robert’s kissing away, leaving a string of saliva which Ross wiped off. He panted until he noticed they were both still hard. He slyly smiled and gazed at Robert who was still wincing from the session. He started purring which got Robert’s attention.

“What..?” He panted.

“It’s my turn.” Ross purred. Robert got up and Ross slid into his place. Robert stood in front of him and started to slowly kneel down in an attempt to tease Ross. Ross grumbled. “Come on! I didn’t tease yo-“ Robert started licking Ross’s member slowly, teasing him. Ross shook and winced. Robert stopped and smiled.

“Do you want me to go faster?” Robert said quietly. Ross nodded, embarrassed that he was making him communicate. “What?” Ross looked away.

“. . yes.” Ross said quietly, his voice trembling from anticipation.

“I can’t hear you Ross.” Robert slowly stroked Ross’s member, waiting for a response he accepted.

“. . yesngh...” Ross moaned in between his response as Robert stroked his cock faster. Ross gritted his teeth as Robert stroked him and panted. Robert smiled and stroked his own while hearing Ross’s pants. Ross stared down at Robert and started stroking with him while he held on to his hair. He whimpered and muttered something Robert couldn’t hear.

“What?” Robert stopped and listened.

“..Please.. I need this… I need you.. Robert..” Ross pleaded. Robert gazed at him and grinned.

“I’m not gonna leave you this time..” Robert whispered and softly kissed Ross. Ross put his arms around Robert and kissed him softly back.

Shortly after, they’d both finished again. That chair they just ‘used’ had been ruined now. They finished just in time to hear Susie come in with her big goofy wedding dress and say “What the fuck are you two doing?” Right before Robert called off their wedding.

So, they had their own wedding. With all the superglued lights on the wall and a huge fucking cake with awesome icing and Susie wasn’t allowed anywhere near the wedding. They ate all the amazing fucking cake together and lived together for the rest of their lives. The end.” Roy closed his huge fucking book with gold pages. Robert and Ross stared at him, wide eyed.

“WHY THE FUCK DID YOU WRITE THAT?” Ross screamed while Robert gripped his hand for comfort.

“Well that’s how it happened, right?” Roy smiled.

“We didn’t fuck in a wedding hall, Roy!” Robert stared at Roy in disgust.

“Yeah, we fucked at my house.” Ross crossed his arms.

[eusuntgratie]

somebody pls yell at me or send me gym thirst or SOMETHING i have GOT to work out today my mental health is hangin on by a THREAD

[betweenthings2]

OK HI im sorry for taking years to send this but i lovelovelove the new chapter!!! (and apologies in advance for how Terrible and long this ask is going to be LMFAO)

Matty's not sure how much trying count in the grand scheme of things. Every time he sits down to write, every time he looks at the new headlines for the day, it seems like it gets worse. Someone else died. There's another war going on somewhere. Another group of people are starving. There was another horrific attack somewhere. Someone hates someone for something they can't change. It takes Matty all of about ten minutes to wind up horribly depressed and thirty to give up. When he gives up, he winds up thinking about everything and then he ends up spiraling further.

the way u wrote this is so !!! obsessed. i really like "Someone else died. There's another war going on somewhere. Another group of people are starving. There was another horrific attack somewhere. Someone hates someone for something they can't change." that part! the way u expressed the like. repetitivity? and how everything just SUCKS and somehow it keeps getting worse like omg no i just love how u wrote it!!

Everything ends up being George, really. There's George when they met, George when they started the band, George when he broke his shoulder. There's George deciding not to fill the prescription for painkillers and Matty deciding to go fill the prescription himself, adding what should have been George's prescription to his stash. There's George yelling at him backstage at Latitude. There's George at Matty's bedside after he overdosed, apologizing.

omg the switch in this like. george going from angry to apologising so quickly like neither of them expected it i LOVE omg omg omg. but "Everything ends up being George" is real. same

exasperated and fond.

i have NEVER been able to word that emotion or look or whatever it is and u have just ?!??!?!?! done it in three words ?!??!?!?!??!? this is what i mean when i say ur a god

"I know," George murmurs. "And I'm proud of you."

"Why?"

I LOVE THIS ☹️ george immediately telling him hes proud and his first thought isnt like. thank you. its just "why???????" because he literally cannot see anything positively OH i need this tattooed

That wasn't even a year ago. In hindsight, it's a good thing they didn’t adopt the cat. He'd have just failed the cat, too.

puffball mentioned i hear about it and i awaken like a sleeper agent. anyway. i, again, love love love how u worded this! the snappy sentences with mattys hopelessness it just omg it works SO well, i love !!!!! the fear of failing everybody is making my heart ACHE oh lord i love him

"I don't. I don't deserve anything. I don't deserve you."

im for real gonna burst into tears and die im so. so. SO. obsessed with this. matty no pls u deserve him u deserve love and joy and happiness and a life of no pain PLS ☹️

"You deserve good, Matthew. You deserve someone who adores you and wants you to be happy."

oh the use of his full name he is Extra Truthful. this is a long way of george saying U DESERVE GEORGE BEDFORD DANIEL!!!!! but aaaahh no he's so :((( the way he just knows what to say and mattys still completely lost ooohhhh:((((( love love love

"Who am I when I get home?" Maybe they should have gotten the cat. He could come home to the cat. He could have been a person who has a cat.

im gonna vomit my guts up in some. hellish sadness. willingly. i LOVE this. the way hes gripping at the smallest things like literally just having a cat to let himself know he could be somebody and not just. empty. im actually genuinely obsessed i need this in all the textbooks

"You're Matty. You're always Matty. You're my Matty."

YOURE MY MATTY ☹️☹️☹️ miss betweenthings2 i am politely asking u to stop this madness u are going to kill me (do not stop). hes so:((( im gonna cry i love this i need to be able to give more than one kudos

"I don't know who that is," Matty insists. "I don't know where he belongs."

I DONT KNOW WHERE HE BELONGS i need you to write a book so i can buy at least seven copies of it OH this is so. aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh:(((((( i just love how u manage to convey that . almost manic hopelessness? hes so desperate to be someTHING that hes just got no idea of Anything At All im going to DIE

"She did. She got adopted by a family with two little kids who probably adore her and she's probably happy."

this is going to make me Scream And Cry. 1 puffball lore and 2 AABNDNDNDN ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️ i genuinely am so so so so so obsessed with this u dont get it

The shadows on the wall still take a cat-like shape and Matty can't help but still wish they'd gotten a cat.

☹️ CAT ☹️ as much as i love cats, he is. maybe not the best person to have one. actually no yes he is he can do anything hes like barbie its fine. anyway. i love this so much i CANNOT put it into words like every word on that chapter (and everything else uve posted) id GODSENT its like. beautiful!!!!!!!!!!!! okay enjoy ur day and i hope law school is fun 🧘‍♀️

(also while im here i was 🕸 anon and ive realised i Cannot keep up with being an anon . so apologies for that. ANYWAY okay bye bye for real now !! enjoy life !!!!!!)

Hello!! First of all, never feel like you have to apologize for long asks! I love asks so much and I love know what people think about about what I write!! 💚💚 Also, you're spiderweb anon?!?! Welcome Back! =)

Thank you so much for the compliments!! This first paragraph about the news is simply me projecting onto fictional!Matty, to be entirely honest. I have a love/hate relationship with the news--I like to be informed and know what's going on, but it's all so awful all the time. I also really love repetition as a tool for creating that kind of misery and hopelessness you point out. I'm working on the next chapter and I've been using the exact same pattern.

Fictional!M+G are going to sort things out, but they're not quite there yet. Poor, sad fictional!Matty loves fictional!George so much, but he's also so miserable and he keeps watching the news, which absolutely does not help. Everything comes back to fictional!George for fictional!Matty right now, but he's also so miserable and completely believes that he really doesn't deserve anything good.

Exasperated and fond!! They adore each other, but fictional!Matty is kind of an idiot sometimes. And I appreciate your compliments so much, thank you so much!! You're going to give me a big ego at this rate.

Fictional!Matty is so sure that he's the worst person person ever and sooner or later, fictional!George will realize it and leave. If fictional!Matty can make him leave first, he'll at least be prepared for it. Fictional!George just wants him to be ok.

Puff Ball is back!! Sort of. Puff Ball is back in this chapter because I was l trying to link chapters and create a cohesive, if non-linear, narrative and create emotion. I kept rereading this chapter and thinking it needed something, so fictional!Matty got to be angsty about a cat he doesn't have.

He's so sure he's The Failure of all time. He thinks he's failed fictional!George and his friends and anyone who's ever relied on him or cared about him in anyway, so of course he doesn't deserve anything, let alone someone as wonderful as fictional!George.

Fictional!George is trying so hard. He's angsty and upset when they get off the phone.

This bit about fictional!Matty not knowing who he'll be when he gets home is also me trying to create continuity. The summary on Ao3 is about place, so everything else has to be about place and belonging, so fictional!Matty got to have an identity crisis. He could be a person that has a cat. He's not so sure he should have anything that relies on him, but he could be A Person Who Has A Cat. I'm very touched that you think my work is something to be learned from, but I have to say that I hope I don't see my own work in my textbooks. That would be concerning for me.

He's George's Matty!! It's not getting happier yet. Chapter Four is going to be sad. Chapter Five will be a little bit happier, but Chapter Four will be sad. I'm only a little bit sorry.

Poor fictional!Matty is a little bit suicidal here in a reckless kind of way, the way someone who thinks that have nothing left to lose is. He thinks he has nothing. He doesn't know who he is and he's stuck and so, so desperate to be something and someone and have something, but it all seems so hopeless. (If I ever write a book, I won't shut up about it ever. You can all know my real name and I'll still hope that I don't know any of you in real life.)

Puff Ball!! Fictional!Matty feels very soft and emotional about her and he's not really sure why. He's not really a cat guy but he accidentally let himself get attached.

He just wants something that's his and makes himself feel like he has some kind of value. Fictional!George is trying so hard to get him to understand that he's important no matter what, but fictional!Matty is pretty sure he's wrong.

Thank you so, so much for the ask and the wonderful compliments!! I think Chapter Four will be up in the next few days and it will be angsty and a little bit soft. School is going well--I learned today that in legal fields we like the Oxford comma, which is a win for me.

💚💚

[chryblossomjjk]

hmmmm after watching season 1 of lost i am revisiting this question. nobody cares about my unhinged character analysis BUT LET ME COMBINE MY HYPERFIXATIONS PLSS SHHHH

so joonie is forsure jack. jack is a doctor and the unofficial leader. he feels responsible for everyone on the island and spirals with guilt whenever he can’t save someone. will give anyone the benefit of the doubt and that’s an amazing but also dangerous characteristic to have in this setting. v joonie coded.

jin… this is tough bc i don’t think he fits any of the archetypes on the show but i think he would be the most like sun!! quiet at first, sizing everyone up until he deems your trustworthy enough. v quick witted and sly if needed but overall social butterfly. is leaving the island w friends fr.

yoongi would probably be like sayid. like has a tough exterior and prefers to be on his own, but it’s really only bc he’s afraid of losing ppl. is very resourceful and good at niche things the others aren’t. vital part of the groups survival. at the end of the day, will do anything to help others in the group. yes yes.

NAUR HOBI IS SUCH HURLEY VIBES ARE YOU KIDDING!!! ok hurley won the lottery and ever since then mf has had the worst luck: it’s giving v hobi. hes paranoid bc he knows hes cursed but also tags along on dangerous missions bc he’s bored like bruv… yk somebody is going to get hurt STAY ON THE BEACH LMAO. but hurley is like the public relations manager of the island and collects info on ppl and keeps rations organized, v hobi centric tasks. also generally a v nice n endearing person lol.

jimin is walt let’s not play. jimin is not cut out for the island life and his pettiness knows no bounds. he’s running away at any inconvenience and looking over the shoulder longingly to see if anyone is coming after him LMAOO testing our love for him at the most inconvenient times. he will also burn down the raft they’ve been building for weeks just bc yoongi made him mad. BUT HE JUST WANTS TO BE LOVED DONT YELL AT HIM!!! also if the group runs into adversaries they’re absolutely taking jimin as hostage bc they know we love him too much to not fight to get him back

taehyung is vincent. vincent is walt’s golden lab susgsygebshs. TAEHYUNG WOULD JUST TAGALONG WITH JIMIN LIKE HOW IN THE COOKING RUN EPISODE HE PRETENDED TO CONTRIBUTE BUT REALLY WAS GIVING NOTHING OTHER THAN VIBES!!! tae on the island. but he’s also giving companionship without judgement!! would swim after the raft for jimin like vincent did for walt.

jungkook… he’s going to be very dark sided in an island survival situation wushhejshe!!! very much ethan and locke energy. im talking hunting down members of the party bc he’s bored. can’t even protect ourselves bc hes coming from the water, dropping down from trees, coming up from the ground with an uppercut, setting traps, the whole thing. and for literally no reason too like we did nothing to him??? he will also try to manipulate ppl in the group to do his dirty work so he can find out island lore. this one is untrustworthy im telling u pls watch ur back shshhshsh

so i have the strangest question of all time and i'm going to blame it on the fact that i can't stop bingewatching survivor (and who knows maybe this could become a fic 👀)

feel free to reblog with additional commentary/reasoning for why you made your choice, or if you want to rank all 7 from "absolutely nothing to worry about" to "oh we're entirely fucked" sdkgnffdjglkj