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[flowercrowngods]

It's unreal. The light is streaming in through the windows, the curtains still drawn to block out the midday heat, tinging their living room in golden hues that match so well with the light grey fabric of their new sofa.

Eddie should probably snap out of it and head over to the windows, open the curtains and let the light in, and with it the warmth and fresh air of a surprisingly wonderful day.

It's March, he hears the echoes of Steve's giddy voice a week or two ago. Everything's better in March.

Eddie didn't agree then, and he's not sure he agrees now, but he must admit there is something magical about this moment.

Still he remains rooted to the spot, leather jacket heavy on his shoulders, his hands hidden in the sleeves of it, just in case this really is a dream. Just in case someone will come in and snap him out of it, take away their couch and leave an eviction notice.

It's dumb. But Eddie doesn't deal well with things that are unreal. Things that he knows aren't meant for him. Things that he knows he only gets in this one play-through of his life, while millions of other Eddie Munsons are out there in parallel universes who never get to even lay eyes upon a couch this nice. Let alone buy it. From their own real adult money.

It's a corner sofa, the fabric light grey, and he remembers it being harder than it looks. Solid. Just perfect for both their fucked up backs, scar tissue pulling if they sit wrong for too long, phantom pain and muscle aches coming in hot when all they want is to just relax and enjoy a lazy evening.

Eddie bites his lip, trailing his eyes along the pristine fabric, the pillows lining the back of it, the flawless stitches keeping everything in shape.

They have a couch now. A sofa.

It's so fucking unreal.

He drops to the floor right then and there, sitting with his back against the wall, and never once taking his eyes off their sofa. It feels important to look at it for a while. It feels important to wait for Steve. It feels... It feels like maybe he'll ruin everything if he goes and sits on it now.

And it feels really fucking big.

At some point he hears the front door opening, their lock going so smoothly now that Steve fixed it with some graphite, and the sound makes Eddie smile. That's another thing that's unreal. The key barely making any noise, the lock not rattling, the door not creaking and cracking. Eddie pulls a strand of hair between his lips, the smile feeling too silly for this room, for this home, for everything he gets to have now.

For all the tiny things that matter now. All the tiny things he gets to have, turning the key's smooth slide into an allegory of everything he ever wanted but never dared to hope for.

The slide of curtains, the click-click-click of the window handle being turned to let the air in. The breeze of fresh spring air dancing around his nose.

It's all a little much. It's so fucking addicting.

And then Steve. Socked feet coming to a stop beside him, a hand landing in his hair, a voice that's so endlessly warm and fond and maybe a little worried sounding from above him, "Hi, angel."

"Hi," Eddie says, tearing his eyes away from their couch to meet Steve's. The sunlight from the windows hugs him, making him glow. Eddie smiles. He smiles and smiles and never wants to stop.

Steve hums as he leans down to press a kiss to his forehead, and Eddie weaves his arm through Steve's legs, holding onto his knee.

Everything feels a little less silly now. Like every time Steve doesn't question his little moments of sitting on the floor and just staring at things.

"We have a couch now," Eddie says, because it feels important to point out. Because Steve isn't looking at it.

"We do," he hums. "I got the call earlier. Thanks for helping with that, baby."

Eddie nods again, leaning his cheek against Steve's knee and trailing the couch again with his eyes. It looks brighter now that the curtains don't turn the room into something out of a sepia-type movie anymore.

Steve's hands comb through his hair, massaging his scalp a little with his nails. It's nice. It's warm. It's pretty.

And it's so unreal.

"I'm twenty-four," Eddie says then, and some part of him wants to carve that into the fabric. He won't. But maybe he should carve it somewhere else. "And I own a couch. It's a little crazy."

Steve comes to sit down beside him, their shoulders pressed together and he links their hands, resting them in his lap after a brushes a kiss to Eddie's knuckles.

"Why's it crazy, angel?"

He shrugs, resting his head on Steve's shoulders and curling into his warmth some more.

"Most of my life I never thought either of those would happen, y'know."

Another hum, followed by another kiss to the crown of his head. Another smile.

"But you did it," Steve whispers. "You made it. And we've got a couch now."

"We've got a couch now."

Saying it out loud doesn't make it feel any realer. It only makes his heart race and his eyes prick.

"I love you," he says, finally looking away from pretty grey fabric to meet prettier hazel eyes. "I love you so much."

Steve leans in, kissing the tip of his nose. "I love you. Thank you for buying a couch with me."

And it occurs to Eddie then that Steve understands him. Sitting there on the floor with him, hearing his words and listening to those unsaid, understanding Eddie on such a fundamental level that it should be scary. And it is, sometimes.

But he's not scared now. Because they have a couch. And they have pretty curtains that keep the light outside and still turn the room into something magical. And they have a lock that only needed a bit of graphite to let the keys glide smoothly.

And they have each other.

They stay on the floor until Steve's stomach growls, and they eat dinner with their backs against the couch and Eddie's feet in Steve's lap. They hold each other close after dinner, just breathing each other in as the breeze blows around them.

In the end, Eddie is the first to sit on the couch, with Steve standing between his legs and giving him a scalp massage in silence. In the end, Eddie buries his face in Steve's stomach to hide the tears, and Steve lets him.

Because this is real. And he gets to have this. They both do.

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[i23kazu]

GENSHIN MEN & THEM BEING YOUR ROOMMATES .

characters. xiao kaeya diluc childe itto alhaitham kaveh x reader genre. romantic fluff, can be seen as platonic too, suggestiveness in itto's part an. ueueue... ueueue... ueueue | please reblog!! im getting back into writing and reblogs with tags and comments will make me want to write more :D

xiao

disappears during the day, comes back at night. your first text to your friend (when you arrived at the apartment) was "this guys like a midday batman kinnie lol" but he also somehow leaves everything spotless?? xiao barely spends time at home but in the five minutes that he actually does, all the dishes are washed and everything packed up... you're starting to think that he's a mary poppins kinnie instead

kaeya

he's a mess.. also kind of a slut at home in the sense that he unbuttons his pants the minute he steps through the door but his shirt is always long so. so. yeah. tbh he's not a very messy roommate, he just ends up leaving too many glass bottles behind that you have to clean up #notaslay #pickupyourowntrash #savetheearth

diluc

very nice roommate, adelinde comes over to clean the apartment once a week and when she does you literally go puppy eyed because she brings her cooking for the both of you. the fridge is always stocked with mama adelinde's food and the floors are always shining with her hard work. diluc does some of the dishes though i guess that counts

childe

good roommate. with his numerous siblings, he knows how to get stains and stuff off surfaces so hes the handy manny and bob the builder in the apartment. need something fixed up? he's got you. lightbulb has to be changed? he's reaching for the toolbox. your clock broke? can he fix it? yes he can

itto

worst. roommate. ever. every day you come home to find out that either he's a) passed out on the couch b) broken something at home c) had a secret arataki gang meeting and now the place is trashed d) didn't do his work etc etc the list goes on. you're considering kicking him out at this point but his badonkahonkas are so nice to look at ykwim

alhaitham

uhhhhh takes care of finances and taxes and all that boring adult stuff you have to do but alhaitham graciously does for you. makes you a cute little keyring that matches his and kaveh's and he doesn't hide yours!! or take yours!! 10/10 roommate, laugh at kaveh's misery together #youwillwalkalone jk you love kaveh to bits

kaveh

being roommates with him and alhaitham is genuinely so entertaining bc its a free reality tv show. "kaveh what is this behaviour" "im sorry i kicked it by mistake" <- he did not. but you and kaveh also play pranks on alhaitham to i guess that makes up for it?? idk kaveh does the dishes makes the food hashtag malewife i think

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[thatsthewrongwallcraig]

Scar Tissue II

Summary: “Oh, you're standing on business, huh?” You grinned and he laughed, his palm falling down to your feet, his thumb absentmindedly caressing the curve of your ankle and you almost groaned out aloud.

Pairing: Joe x afab!Reader

Word Count: ~4.5k (Idk either, okay?)

Content Warnings: Emotional Constipation, Awkward And Angsty, Two Idiots In Love, Explicit Trauma Flashbacks, Pining And Yearning, Drinking, Fluff, Smut 18+!, A Poorly Closeted Daddy Kink, Age Gap, Unprotected Intercourse, Crying

A/N: Punching the air, sliding down the stairs, inhaling sawdust

Find Chapter I here!

Tagging: @somepallings @queer-crusader @crimsonkingart @ohlookapan

My babe would never fret none

About what my hands and my body done

If the Lord don't forgive me

I′d still have my baby and my babe would have me

- Work Song By Hozier

The repeated scratching of a felt-tip highlighter pen across recycled newspaper pages caught your attention.

“Joe?” The man sitting at the breakfast table right in front of you raised his brows gently as his name slipped from your lips.

“Hm?” He hummed in return, the sound getting slightly muffled by his beard.

“Something interesting in there?” His eyes fell to the paper before darting back to you.

“Listings.” The word came with a certain reluctance as if he had to work it out of his throat.

“Listings?” You repeated, watching his gaze turn apologetic immediately.

You knew that expression, had seen it plenty lately, but still couldn't quite pinpoint its origin. There was nothing to your knowledge that Joe needed to feel sorry for when it came to you. Quite the contrary, actually, you sensed a certain notion of remorse tugging at your insides for the bomb you had yet to drop on him.

“Yeah, it's…it's actually nothing. Forget about it.” He put the pen to the side, briefly idle fingers latching onto the spoon in his cup promptly.

“Okay, weirdo.” The crow's feet in the corners of his eyes crinkled as the idea of a grin ghosted over his face.

“I'm out tonight.” Head-first into the icy water was the best approach, you'd decided.

“Oh.”, Oh? What do you mean - oh?, “Rose and the gang?”

You cringed a little, jaw clenching as you shook your head. Joe would be worried and there was nothing either of you could do about it.

“More like…Stan.” The fuse was lit and now you just waited for the damn thing to detonate.

“Stan? Who's Stan?” You felt your heart hammer against your chest, not in anger or annoyance over Joe maybe caring a bit too much sometimes but more in worry about accidentally hurting him.

“Stan as in my boss Stan. That Stan.” The awkwardness hung so heavy that it felt like trying to breathe in through a mouth full of molasses - lungs clumping together at the attempt to form coherent words.

“Work outing? Sounds nice-” The sudden urge to just throw him through a shut window tugged at your imagination.

“No. A date, Joe. I'm going on a date.” For a moment you wished to never have agreed to it just to spare yourself the way Joe looked at you, the lack of blinking telling you about the myriad of things that would remain unspoken.

“Okay.”, The silver spoon clinked against the cup as he shoved it around with his thumb, “Have fun. Take care.”

From awkward to painful it went within a hitching breath.

“I just- I just want you to know that I'm going to be home a bit later than usual, yeah?” You watched his eyes fall back down onto whatever information it was he had circled so meticulously, this time they didn’t raise back up.

“Thank you for letting me know. I appreciate it.” He wasn't lying but he wasn't telling you the full truth either, the slight strain in his voice giving him away.

“Of course. See you later then.” Although he didn't see it, you worked your face to smile at him as you got up from the table, leaving a now thoroughly lacklustre bowl of soggy cereals behind.

The second the door fell shut behind you, Joe dropped the newspaper; neon-yellow lines staring back at him as if they were mocking him.

“The fuck am I even thinking?” He mouthed into the now empty kitchen, unsure whether to just tear the damn paper up or not.

Guilt didn't even begin to describe that sensation that constricted his chest at this very moment. He tried to shake it off, to just shove it aside but he couldn’t help himself but to turn his phone to the loudest possible volume - just in case.

“You limp-wristed bastard.” The word rolled over your tongue as you turned the keys in the front door, fingers shaky and trembling from the flood of emotions crushing through you since you hopped off the bus and walked back home at a brutally stern pace.

You didn't notice just how hard you were grinding your jaws onto another until you worked yourself out of your jacket and threw it on the hallway floor. The sound hadn't fully faded as Joe came walking from the living room already, a pair of thick-rimmed reading glasses sitting on the bridge of his nose.

“You're back early.” The sentence half question and half obvious statement.

“Got…stood up.” Your voice broke halfway through, the words trickling from quivering lips in a pathetic croak.

“Didn't know what I expected.” The immediate self-loathing followed suit.

How dare you think that this could've led somewhere? How dare you assume to move on with those invisible shackles pulling and dragging at your feet no matter where you tried to walk?

“Don't.” Joe had wrapped you in a gentle embrace in a split second, his voice soft and earnest as he practically whisked you away.

“I don't get it.” You sniffled into his chest, from electric excitement to upset misery in a swift handful of hours tearing at an already terribly fragile sense of self-worth.

“Did he call? Did he text?” You shook your head in the confined space you had left.

With the motion, you could hear Joe groan out under his breath, the tone of anger vibrating with it undeniable.

“That's just a shit move. I'm so sorry, pumpkin.” His arms closed down around you tightly, his whole chest eagerly swallowing all the sobs wrecking through your larynx whether you wanted them to or not.

“He's not responding either. I don't know what happened.” It took a bit to calm yourself enough to form a full sentence and you wiped teary cheeks against his fuzzy, loose cut shirt.

“Well, he better tell you tomorrow or I'll make him.” You looked up at Joe, feeling the thin coat of mascara smearing around your lash line.

“I'm joking….unless?” Neither of you could hold back a genuine little grin and if he would've been able to, Joe would've tattooed the image of you flashing a smile through glazed-over eyes into his retina.

“I'll come back to that tomorrow.” As your breaths calmed down back to normal, Joe's embrace around you loosened up, allowing you to pick up your bag and proudly parade the little treasure you'd bought in compensation.

“Do you, perchance, feel inclined to join me drown that shit day in way too pricey tequila that I may or may not have bought on an angry whim?” You raised the heavy bottle up to Joe's line of sight.

“If you'll have me.” Joe ogled the bottle with softly raised brows as he stepped away, making way for the both of you to find more comfort on the sofa than standing in the hallway.

Joe certainly didn't mind you enjoying an occasional drink or even more than that. He knew about its temptations all too well and had been adamant about guiding you onto a path of considerate substance abuse rather than finding you passed out at the bus stop on the night of your 21st birthday. Not that he'd ever really expected this to happen but rather safe than sorry in his opinion.

“Do we have limes in the fridge?” You asked, trying not to be an absolute savage and, at least, pitch the thought of preparing actual shots instead of just putting a bendy straw into the bottle and calling it a day.

“Can you imagine me buying limes?” Joe took to the living room after shrugging his shoulders.

“I take this as a no then.” An attempt had been made.

You wiped your under-eyes with your fingers as you slumped down onto the sofa, watching Joe fetch two glasses and unscrew the bottle. He poured generously and a sense of contentment spread in your chest as you appreciated how you didn't need to play pretend around him. He knew you preferred your glasses properly filled and he acknowledged it; simple.

“So, this Stan just didn't show up, huh?” Joe sat down onto the sofa after handing you your glas, hoisting your stretched out feet onto his thighs as to not disturb your comfort and for a heartbeat you felt your breath hitch in the back of your throat - the tender touch of his broad hands around your ankles working up your legs at lightning speed.

You shut down the accompanying thoughts immediately, snuffed any spark of them because no, just no. There were things not to be thought about, especially not with your feet gingerly resting on Joe's lap, not when the slightest touch went through you like an electric current, causing you to clench around nothing without the faintest hints of alcohol having passed your lips.

“Ate them fucking fries myself.” You shrugged your shoulders, trying to shake everything else off as well.

“Fries? Where were you going?!” Joe toasted to you before taking a hefty mouthful - that was certainly something you had adapted straight from him.

“The diner downtown.” Joe had to swallow quickly because his jaw threatened to just drop.

“He wanted to take you out on a date at the diner?!” The alcohol burned down his throat, strangely comforting and spreading the violent warmth all throughout his chest.

“Is that so outlandish?” You arched your brows at him and took a more careful approach to your drink.

“Unfortunately not for him as it seems. The diner. You deserve to be taken out on a real date, my god.” For a moment, you just looked at Joe, forcing yourself not to read into any of it as much as you would've wanted to.

Your eyes dropped from his face to your feet resting on his thighs, and calves exposed by the fabric of your dress that ruffled right below your knees.

“Uh-Huh?” You took a swig from your glass and let the tequila seep into your tongue until it was nearly too intense.

“Yeah. The diner, please. Call me old fashioned but it's not too much to ask if he'd taken the time to get to know you to estimate what movie you'd like to see and take you to the cinema or just throw down a reservation at a proper restaurant at the very least. A walk in the park, a museum…no, it had to be the diner.” Joe making such a fuss about it coaxed a grin out of you.

“Oh, you're standing on business, huh?” You grinned and he laughed, his palm falling down to your feet, his thumb absentmindedly caressing the curve of your ankle and you almost groaned out aloud.

“You should know that by now.” You fought to not just listen but actually comprehend as your mind got flooded with a violent surge of arousal you couldn’t hold at bay.

You'd spent hours looking at those hands, had felt them on you in moments of desperation as they calmed and soothed you, caressed the patches of self-hatred you wore beneath the clothes that made you look like a normal person. Never had they struck you or touched you in a way you didn't agree with, unlike so many others that had.

From the very back of your throat, words threatened to emerge, worked and wriggled their way to the front and tickled the tip of your tongue.

I love you.

You cleared your throat and washed it down with a now equally mouthful of tequila.

“Do you mind if I put on some music?” You didn't even wait for an answer before you pulled your feet from his gentle grasp and got up.

“Go ahead.” Joe watched you turn your back on him to make a swift walk for the stereo.

You fumbled with the aux cable and your phone, trying to get your damn act together whilst Spotify was buffering; the small green circle on your screen turning and turning until you could pick a playlist.

The whole date, just you accepting the invitation, had been a farce. Even if Stan had shown up, you would've eaten some fries whilst planning an awkward escape. You'd been excited, yes, but not fully about Stan if you were honest with yourself. You'd been ecstatic about the fact that someone had finally asked you out…only to be ditched, but whatever. It had left a chink in the armour you'd crafted yourself over the years, however, rattled you enough to accept what you knew for a bit now: Technically you were already with the one you wanted to be with.

Technically Joe knew that you loved him, you'd told him on a few occasions and he told you “I love you too, kiddo.” so technically - technically…

Well, practically, you were actively lying to yourself.

You pressed your thumb on the next best icon only to have Hozier blasting through the speakers seconds later. You'd caught Joe humming along to Take Me To Church on the radio once and ever since started eating the man's entire discography whole.

“Crowd pleaser!” Joe acknowledged your pick in music with a nod, cradling his glass whilst looking at you.

Another one of those moments in which you could've just as well fallen to your knees and raise your fist at whatever God's up there for having given you Joe yet not enough of him to still your aching need.

He just sat there and it had you fighting for a coherent thought. He sat there, looking at you with warmth and compassion in eyes that had seen too much, palming a glass of tequila with hands that had done too much and dealt damage beyond articulation - but never towards you.

“Joe?” You reached your hand out, indicating for him to come get up and grab it.

“Would never decline.” He placed the drink on the shallow sofa table, and the reading glasses followed suit.

You never really felt truly nervous around him, there was no need to - usually - but right now something strained you, caused your stomach to twist and turn as you watched him get up from the couch.

Throwing you a soft smile, Joe took your hand and you felt like falling off a rollercoaster, the whole wagon dropping down to plunge into unknown yet thrilling depths with you strapped to it.

“What movie would you take me to?” You asked, swaying slowly with your hands in his.

“I remember you saying that the current cinema program is quote unquote garbage, so I wouldn't.”, Joe responded without missing a beat, making your breath hitch,“I'd take you for a walk in the park, along the river because I know you like ducks. After that, I'd take you out for some pasta you talked about the other night as well.”

“Then why don't you?” Joe raised his brows and tilted his head to the side.

“I mean…sure." We haven't been out in a bit, no?” You considered hammering your fist against his chest to make the point land with him.

“Joe….I- for crying out loud.” The decisions had been made in the blink of an eye and you leaned up to him, your eyes catching a glimpse of brief confusion in Joe's before you fired the one shot you had and pressed your lips to his, the feeling making your stomach free fall.

Time slowed down, calm guitar chords in the background getting stretched until every single note echoed in your ears as you felt his beard brush against your skin. He didn't pull away nor was Joe particularly stunned, his hands dropped yours but only to cup your face in the very same moment, his mouth slowly moving against yours.

“I love you.” The word came almost silent, muffled by the fear of scaring him away but instead, Joe swallowed each of them with a sense of greed you'd never seen on him before.

These weren’t sparks flying, this was an entire forest burning at the strike of a lightning bolt.

Limbs shuffled, you clawed at his shirt to pull him closer as he pushed against you to move you back.

“Joe…”, You mouthed breathlessly as you moved with him, “Say something, please, anything-”

He cut you off.

“I love you so much. I suffocate and choke on it every damn day, you have no idea.”, The sore tone in his voice went right through you and into your head, rendering you weak and wanting, “Whatever you want from me I'll give you, just please, let me love you.”

“Touch me.” You breathlessly pressed between mouths that threatened to just eat away at each other.

Joe already gave you almost everything, the only thing left you could want from him being him; his hands and lips on you, inside of you, wherever really.

The armrest of the sofa strived your leg as Joe gently pushed you past, his hands wandering from your face to brushing along your waist right down to palm at the curve of your ass. There was no hesitation in his movements and you needed it to be like that. You needed him to take the lead right now to not get lost in the nooks and crannies of what ifs, the vacuum of possible uncertainties - Joe shoved at your silhouette and you yielded willingly.

“Since when?” He asked quietly whilst he clasped at the undersides of your thighs, hoisting you up against him to set you back down on the edge of the dining table eventually with ease; all fat and muscle for his body to be a ballistic weapon when it had to.

The pads of your fingertips traced along thick welts of old scars, bullet burns, knife cuts and remnants of a past he hardly spoke about - a violent father, an oppressed mother and a son fighting for his life from the moment he'd been born, the struggle of it painted on his body from his calves up to the curve of his shoulders.

“Since when do you know?” Joe repeated his question, fingers ruffling at the flowy fabric of your dress, bunching it up in his fists as the tip of his nose caressed yours.

“I don't know.”, You managed after catching your breath, “It just happened. Just woke up one day and it felt like the world came crashing down around me.”

It was the truth. There was no way to truly pinpoint the exact moment you'd fallen in love with him, one morning you just knew. You knew and you had kept your mouth shut about it.

Joe almost felt like laughing out about it because he realised how both of you had been sitting in the very same boat without even noticing it, each of you wielding a paddle in the opposite direction for the boat to turn and turn without ever getting anywhere.

“What's so funny about that?” Your teeth latched onto his bottom lip before letting it slip free again, pulling a rumbling groan from his chest that cut right through you.

“It's not…but it kinda is, no?” You listened to the wooden table underneath your ass creaking as Joe leaned his weight against it, one hand fumbling around the waistband of his jeans whilst the other brushed along the inside of your thigh, inching ever closer to the seam of your slip.

The agonising anticipation had you jutting your hips in his direction, your brain already entirely drunk in whatever it was that happened right now, mental walls sufficiently crumbling and involuntarily letting things besides the pleasure slither in.

“Joe…Joe…slow down.” You shoved your face in his chest anew as the expression around your eyes and mouth started to contort into something you had no control over.

Something on the inside stung and bit at you, disgust thrumming through your chest as the faint memory of ghosts from the past came knocking.

“Hey, I gotchu. I'm here.” The brief change in atmosphere clicked with Joe immediately, his curious hands halting promptly as he listened to your chopped-up breathing.

He could only assume what was going on in your head and whatever you decided him to do or not to do anymore was your call to make. Your body started trembling as the memories came flooding.

-Don't be like that…come on now, pretty. It's not going to tickle when I touch you there, I promise-

You bit down at the inside of your cheeks.

-It's fine. It's going to be our little secret, yeah?-

The rotten amalgamation of feelings tore you asunder eventually.

-No, no, no, no , you little slut. You come back here! I paid good money for your cunt, whore.-

Your skin kept crawling, urging you to scratch it all open until the sensation stopped.

“They can't hurt you.”, Joe's calm voice fought to get through to you as he left a wash of little kisses on your forehead, “I'm not going to hurt you. What do you need me to do? How can I help?”

“Talk to me.” The plea got muffled by his shirt, your saliva soaking a dark spot into the fabric whilst your breathing calmed down slowly.

“Okay, sure can do.”, The hand that had been pulling around his belt and zipper raised to tug a few strands of hair behind your ear, “It's Thursday evening. You're at home and you're safe. There's Hozier playing in the background and your kisses taste a bit like tequila because we just had some.”

Joe brushed along your hairline, feeling how you relaxed against him, hands gliding under his shirt to palm at his sides - crisis averted, at least for now.

“I wanna be with you.” It gave Joe a brief moment of whiplash, feeling your fingers trail down to the waistband of his pants, fingertips dipping below the thick material but he didn't stop you.

“So do I.” His breath breezed along your cheek as he took the hint and allowed his hand to inch towards your slip again, the pad of his thumb brushing over it making you moan against his lips as you looked back up at him.

“That okay?” You nodded, your mind slowly winning the slackline walk between the trauma haunting and the pleasure being gifted in the here and now.

“Uh-Huh.” Your hands slowly worked his belt, looping the black leather out of the buckle before pulling at the zipper.

Your heart was thundering inside your ribcage, a part of you still trying to comprehend what was happening, intimate touches being exchanged without something inside of you dying yet again. Instead, it felt good, his thumb stroking over the thin fabric of your damp slip, pressure teasingly increasing whenever he drew little circles over your aching clit.

“I want you.” The words came a bit raspy as you pulled at his pants and tried not to think too much about what you were doing although you knew you did it on your own behalf because you truly wanted it.

The three little words made Joe's thought's short circuit, everything threatened to black out for a split second as he felt himself throbbing against your tenderly wandering fingers.

Surroundings and music started blurring more with every brush of your hands and every caress of his thumb against your oozing cunt, anticipation growing by the second and your train of thought disappearing into comfortable nothingness.

You tugged at his jeans and he shoved your string to the side, a breathy whine rolling over your tongue as he pulled you closer to the edge of the slightly shaking table.

Hands fumbled around with fabric, some of it tearing and ripping a little at the rampant growing impatience taking over both of you. You clawed at him, exposed crotch against his lap, tilting your hips until he could drill himself inside and that he did. The sensation spreading through your lower abdomen gave you a headrush, the stretch unfamiliar yet not uncomfortable and so much better than you fucking yourself on your fingers thinking about Joe.

You pressed your upper body against his chest basking in the feeling of finally being that close to him, breathing him, feeling him all around you and him taking away this ancient paint that had been resting on your shoulder since you had formed your first coherent thought.

Everything came to a comfortable halt as Joe rolled his hips against you, the physical sensation taking over everything else and leaving you dizzy.

“Fuck, daddy…” It just slipped from your lips faster than you could've reached, your cheek against his collarbone, the words acting on their own.

You hoped for Joe to not have heard any of it, however, he certainly did.

Without missing a beat, his hand shot to the nape of your neck, nails grazing against your scalp as he demanded: “Say that again.”

With widened eyes, you looked up at him, lips halfway agape and face flushed with cock-drunk embarrassment.

For a moment, Joe himself couldn't grasp what was going down, his body skipping the stages of Am I Into This? Wait, Why Am I Into This?! entirely, only reacting immediately, feeling himself twitching inside of you at that deliciously fucked up little commentary.

You picked up on his promptly, a relieved grin tugging at the corners of your mouth as you leaned in, lips almost touching his earlobe as you repeated yourself.

“I said…fuck, daddy.” Joe grabbed a handful of your hair, firm but not painful, making you look him right in the eyes as he pushed his girth inside of you as far as he could.

“I'm so fucking weak for you, you know that?” He didn't wait for an answer before pressing his lips back to yours, knocking the air from your lungs in the process and causing every last faint restraint to break - palms clasping onto fabric and bare flesh as Joe fucked you on the dining table, the wood rocking with every thrust.

Meanwhile neither of you took any notice from the muted phone next to the stereo going off time and time again, another text another missed call from Stan who left you message after message of being sorry about having missed out on you, offering you to have a talk about it as soon as possible.

[moremaybank]

What would Kai be like as a boyfriend or would he ever get to the boyfriend stage?

kai parker as a boyfriend...

a/n: honestly, it's hard to say if he would make it to the boyfriend stage, but i wanna write about him as a boyfriend, so let's just say yes

kai masterlist

the boy is so touch starved that physical touch is def his love language

his hands are all over you constantly, but you can't say that you don't love it

he's clingy as fuck

to be fair, he'd been alone. for over a decade, and before that he was surrounded by a family that never loved or understood him, so now that he has you, all he wants to do is constantly be around you and feel your love

cooks for you and his meals are surprisingly good

"i had to learn so i wouldn't starve over there in the prison world, babe"

and the look on his face when he says that is like 🙄😑 as if to say "duh" (sorry i had to include the emojis to really get his facial expression across)

pranking the mystic falls gang together with his magic

idk i can just see him pulling pranks on damon and pissing him the fuck off constantly

teaching him about current pop culture because all he ever does is make 90s jokes and references

being the only one that doesn't get annoyed with him (most of the time)

when you bring him grocery shopping with you he sneaks stuff into the cart when you're not looking, and by the time you're cashing out you're just like "when did i even put all this shit in here?"

he finds it hilarious

stealing food (especially fries) off your plate when he thinks you aren't looking (you always are)

he's so damn messy

he's used to being completely alone and he never had to worry about tidying up. now, however, you'll find socks everywhere, dishes left in the sink and on the counter, clothes thrown on the floor (he tries to land them in the laundry bin but misses and just leaves them there 'cause he's lazy)

whenever he's sitting beside you on the couch, or you're at the movies, or anywhere where he's sitting beside you, he does the cheesy 'stretch and put your arm around their shoulder' move

he thinks he's so slick about it and you have to hold back your laughter every time

scolding him because he can act like an absolute child in public, especially at the wrong times

he laughed at a funeral one time (he claims he saw something funny but we all know he just can't stay serious) and you wanted to punch him in the jewels so bad

tells everyone you're his girlfriend and always brings up how hot you are

~

kai parker tag list (join here!): @the-kaya-aa @techlipse @trenchmaniac @kittyqrt @princess-charming-01 @skydisneylover

[yostresswritinggirl]

Hey gotta do my part in giving Kasala content of his own cause seeing his tags empty hurts my soul 🥲

What if reader still has eleazar even after being reincarnated though just think about how protective Cyno would be

Mini headcanon: imagine you two having a wedding ceremony or something and greater lord rukkhadevata decided to come over to give reader and Kasala some desert resistant flowers as a congratulating gift

Then later in private reader used the flowers to braid with Kasala's hair (you can't convince me his hair isn't silky smooth)

And then in present day Cyno wants to repay the reader for it(if the reader has long hair). He ended up doing pretty badly and made a disaster of reader's hair but it's the thought that counts right?

Okay so idk how you'd feel about this but I have thoughts

So recently I have been seeing people speculating that Alhaitham is a reincarnated scarlet king and saw how you said you wanted more simps of him so I started blasting

So may I humbly change the au into a poly with Alhaitham included? Cause there's just so much angst potential with the dynamic the three would have

Honorable mentions to my partner for being the reason I could come up with these cause he really is the Cyno to my Alhaitham

- Vagabond Anon

(related to this post)

Ah! Fellow Kasala simp gracing us again with content! *kneels and bows down to floor*

NO NO DON'T CROSS THAT OUT OMAYGHAD THAT'S ACTUALLY HHHHH I LOVE THAT SO MUCH, I IMMEDIATELY THOUGHT OF A SCENARIO like like what what if they didn't tell Cyno or he wasn't informed about it at all?

I was thinking since Eremites are into arts and Cyno's a stalker/lh he was watching them either dance or play a song with their Eremites gang (you know, the enemy idles) when their Eleazar suddenly acted up and he was quick to escort then back to Aaru Village. Reader is still apprehensive about him at this point of the relationship but they're starting to open up after realizing they might die soon.

"This whole reincarnation bullshit... are we really... fated to be together?" Cyno didn't answer as he adjusts your arm around his shoulder. Didn't have to, he knows you know what he would have said.

"If so," a cough from you finally pulled his focused gaze away from the glimpse of Aaru Village in the distance to look. The somberness of your expression took him aback, paired together with the fatigue from your sickness. It hurts to look at. "Am I also fated to leave you every time?"

I hate you, I hate you *adding on to to-do list* but but the flower thing looks so cute! I'm sorry I got distracted by the angst ahahah - I like to think that it's the new version of Padisarahs that Rukkhadevata made as a gift! Like the first of its kind! I'm also kind of a whore for the analogy that Kasala and Reader are also kind of parallels of King Deshret and Goddess of Flowers.

And as thanks to his most loyal priest, he blessed them with a love never ending. OMAYGHAD IMAGINE THIS EXTENDS TO A MODERN AU SKSJSKSKS *BANGING ON TABLE*

I would love a sandwich like that too but hhhh I can't really imagine it knowing that he was down bad for the Goddess of Flowers even till death, unless *strokes chin* He thinks that the Goddess of Flowers reminds him of you hmm, I did try and think of that pairing before but it wasn't really sfw haha,,,

[froggy-day]

tysm for the fic rec 🙏🙏🙏 holy shit i just finished reading it and ouuuggghhh i am on a kurogiri fic kick now im on my way to read everything in the tag. if you have any fic recs (kurogiri centric or otherwise!!) i am All Ears!!! im on a journey to read a bunch of mha fics since i got into the fandom like. a month ago. but if u have any shigaraki fics u like in particular … 👀

Hi anon!! I’m so happy you liked it!!

As for fic recs: hoooo boy I got into bnha 5ish years ago (I’m not proud of how long I’ve been here lmao) so I could go on and on. However, I only really started saving my favorite fics post-Kurogiri obsession, so these will mostly be about him! As for Shigaraki-centric stuff, I actually don’t have much, so sorry about that.

I’m going to try to keep this a reasonable length. I’ve already had to take out so many of my favorite fics from the list, just because otherwise it would be horribly long.

Still, this is about to be a Very Large Amount of fic recs, so just pick and choose based on what sounds appealing!!

Multichapter Kurogiri-adjacent:

it’s plain enough to see, but some of us are living in the past by AllISeeAreKingsAndThieves: Shiggy gets sent 2 years into the past and now has to figure out what to do differently. (Incomplete - 44k.)

Breaking through the storm clouds by Alana_Me: Kurogiri wakes up in the past, 17 years old all over again, back when he was still Shirakumo Oboro. This time around, he promises he’s going to save the League. (Incomplete - 17k.)

Just Shy of Tangible by pretentiousashell: an incredible erasermist fic that is absolutely overflowing with yearning. (Complete - 5k.)

Amalgamations of Ghosts by pretentiousashell: also an incredible erasercloud fic, ft both dadzawa and dadkumo, along with middle-school shindeku. (Complete - 23k.)

Single chapter, Kurogiri-centric:

hide your face, bury your grief by achievingelysium: oh man I have never been more obsessed with a person’s writing style. Aizawa-centric (but mainly about Kurogiri) erasercloud soulmate/hanahaki au. (Honestly, major rec for every fic ever by this person, especially their kurogiri/oboro-related ones.) (3k.)

we've all got nowhere to go by PitViperofDoom: a kurogiri-centric fic written pre-Kurogiri reveal. Years after AFO kicks the bucket, Shigaraki finds Kurogiri and forces him to reconcile his morals. (8k.)

stay with me (and be a ghost tonight) by YetAnotherGhost: Villain!Mic not only meets Kurogiri, but also learns how he was created. Emotions ensue. (2k.)

Single chapter, Shirakumo-centric:

Honestly, I’m just going to rec you these authors to check out: immaplatypus, dontartichoke, kumogiri, Maebee. All of them write only bangers.

Jangle by Tippytap: idk what it is about this fic that makes me scream with joy, but this is one of my favorite rooftop gang friendship fics. (1k.)

General BNHA:

don’t you just want to go apeshit? By kkachis, MargaritaDaemonelix: crack fic where Todoroki decides he does, in fact, want to go apeshit. (15k.)

Civilian Besties, Professional Enemies by katydid: AFO and All Might become online friends. It goes about as well as you’d expect. (7k.)

Passaggio by kashinoha: the most perfect mic character study ever. I don’t even know where to start with this one besides just: AAAAAAAAAAA. (5k.)

gaze into the cracked mirror by h1lo: this one’s a collection of fics spanning basically the entire cast of characters in bnha. It’s a goldmine full of incredible takes on usually under-developed characters, all in small, easy-to-digest pieces. (The Koda one is my favorite).

Though in my opinion, the best way to get fic recs is to check out ppl’s ao3 bookmarks and then filter those based on what you want to see (here’s mine!). There’s also moderated collections like Behold the Sacred Texts that are full-on goldmines.

Sorry for this being so long. There was an attempt to keep it short. Happy reading!!

[motorcityarchive]

Hello, I’m not entirely new around here but this blog is!

As you may be able to tell from the name it’s a Titmouse/Disney Motorcity archive blog, meaning I will be rebloging everything* related to the show and organizing it in order to make certain posts easier to find. Please feel free to send me any old or un tagged posts to archive and please understand that this will be a slow and lengthy process, I am a full time student and as much as I love it organizing motorcity posts is not my only hobby :)

*This includes posts that I may not personally agree with or like

Below are the current Tags I have/will use for posts, it’s LONG:

Warning Tags:

- Potentially NSFW

This tag will house content that has suggestive themes and/or characters lacking appropriate** clothing (**appropriate for the scenario presented ex. burners in bathing suits hanging out at the beach will not be tagged, single burner in a bathing suit without any other context will be tagged. I am being overly conservative on purpose, I’m sorry, this MAY change in the future)

- NSFW

Sexually explicit material: Obvious pin ups of characters/Characters in sexual contexts

- TW Flashing

For videos that contain flashing

- Potentially Triggering

Suicide or self harm mentions as well as generally disturbing material, sorry it’s vague for now I’ll make it more specific if the need comes

- Death

- Implied Death

- Major Injury

- Age gap relationship

- Adult/minor relationships

I am likely as displeased as you that I have to make those a tag

General tags:

- Motorcity

- Headcannon

- Cannon

- Fan work

- Fanart

- Fan edit

- Fan fiction

- Contained Fan fiction

- Video edit

- Image edit

- Screenshot

- Video game recreation

- Digital art

- Traditional art

- comic

- Meme

- Music

- Playlist

- Ask

- Ask game

- Crossover

- Other fandoms

- Written work

- Theory

Gang/Territory tags:

- Burners

- Motorcitizen

- Deluxian

- The Amazons

- Mama’s boys

- Larpers

- The Duke’s men

- Terra dwellers

- The Skylarks

- Fan gang

- Electroblades

- Cablers

- Weekend Warriors

- The Dude Bros

- Outsiders

Character Tags:

- Mike Chilton

- Julie Kane

- Julie Kapulsky

- Chuck

- Texas

- Texas Yang

- Dutch Gordy

- Claire

- Tennie

- Roth

- Jacob

- Hudson

- Kaia

- Rall

- The Duke of Detroit

- Cyborg Dan

- Babs

- Thurman

- Thurman the Magnificent

- Ruby

- Ruby the Darkslayer

- Lord Vanquisher

- The Oracle

- Sam

- Philip

- Rayon

- Red

- Junior

- Foxy

- Lizzie

- Bracket

- Antonio

- Abraham Kane

- Kane

- Crater

- AJ

- Jenzen

- Tooley

- Capri Chilton

- Mike’s Mom

- Mike’s Dad

- Mr. Gordy

- Mrs. Gordy

- Darr Gordy

- Sue Ellen

- Utilitons

- Background Character

- Crossover Character

- [name of crossover character]

- [ship] fankid

- [character] fankid

- [name] oc

- Bots

Ship tags:

- ship

- Implied ship

- Multi ship

- Poly ship

- Cannon x oc

- [character]/[oc]

- MikeTex

- Mike/Texas

- Jukebox

- Julie/Mike

- Muck

- Mike/Chuck

- Dutch/Mike

- Dennie

- DutchTennie

- Dutch/Tennie

- DutchTex

- Dutch/Texas

- Dutch/Chuck

- Dutch/Julie

- Texie

- Texas/Julie

- Clulie

- Claire/Julie

- Chuck/Julie

- Chuxas

- Chexmix

- Texas/Chuck

- Cluck

- Claire/Chuck

- Poly burners

- Jacob/Hudson

- Claire/Foxy

- Flaire

- Red/Mike

- Rulie

- Red/Julie

- Rayon/The Duke

- Babs/The Duke

- Kane/The Duke

I will eventually add more but I either don’t know the ship or do not want to think about the tags of some of the ships I know are on here, I’ll deal with it when I get to it

Au Tags, This is a list that I assume will be ever growing but so far we have:

- Au

- Fantasy Au

- No burners Au

- Galaxies Beyond Au

- Wings au

- Meant au

- And many more to come

All aus will have Au at the end

Idk what to call these but they’re kinda like aus:

- trans!burners

- baby! Burners

- spider! Chuck

- motorcitizen! Chuck

Misc. Tags

Fashion, for outfits other than cannon ones

All posters will have their own tags as well to search by artist/creator

More Tags will be added as I see fit

[i-got-the-feels]

reveal your watch & rewatch drama list!

thanks for tagging me gei, I love seeing how i lack self-control :p @snimeat

watching:

Extraordinary Atorney Woo (korean) - a show that shows a mental health disorder as it is, with its struggles, and the struggles worsened in a prejudiced society that doesnt provide enough support and makes it difficult to adapt and anyone thinks I won't watch it ? tbh i watched the show only after 4 episodes and people said that character's whole personality is not being the spectrum and at the same time enough research is done to portray it correctly

Big Mouth (korean) - lee jong suk drama + social message + the message being fuck the rich and powerful? you had me at lee jong suk, but the plot is soooo good.

Adamas (korean) - another jisung drama where he is a feral unhinged man with the softest heart battling childhood trauma BUT WAIT this time we have not one but TWO jisungs - because he plays twins.

Yumi's Cells 2 (korean) - this show helps me relax AND nerd out. idk if the writer has psychology background but reason and emotion cells being friends, anxiety cell randomly popping out, reason cell being first to wake up, multiple cells with opposite values speaking AT the same time on the same topic. LOVE THIS for me.

Cafe Minamdang (korean) - Seo In Guk is playing a fake shaman and conning the rich. The show and the gang's hijinks reminds me of lawless lawyer (korean) and psych (english) for the fake shaman part.

Vice Versa (thai) started it for jimmy and continuing it for the plot, cinematography. I LOVE how the episode titles are colours because our main character is a colorist.

My Secret Live (thai) - engineer dude + comm arts dude + fake dating because of college shenanigans - it is my switch brain off show. Please don't judge.

The Eclipse (thai) Listen I was already curious about the plot because even the trailer had the fuck the power vibes but finding its directed by someone who did indeed fuck the powerful and continues to do so with their work - long live director golf. I hope they execute it well- and i think they will because it someone such close experience with battling and questioning powerful system that is making the show- but even if it isnt well executed- i will continue to watch the show and support the director.

What We Do In The Shadows (english) - just ancient vampires and their vampire hijinks of living in a modern world. its tumblr shitposts come to life and i am so grateful.

starting soon:

Only murderers in this building- the plot has me curious (plus i got to know cara is there in it)

And probably give Gentleman Jack a try again-the ex was the reason I dropped so I guess I'll just skip the scenes with the ex.

kdrama that has aired long ago but only recently came on netflix or have been on my list for long but didnt find the time to watch it- top contenders - she will never know, youth of may, dr john, beauty inside

Little Women - i heard it's based on the novel? It's one of my favourite classics so yeah

If you wish upon me - I know it's gonna be hurt/comfort.

tagging some beloveds @milkpansa @wanderlust-in-my-soul @morathicain @boysbeloving @surajmukhis @liyazaki @omarandjohnny @ommited-miscellaneously @sereinartemishan @smittenskitten and anyone who wants to (I am sorry if I have forgotten anyone - I just finished work and my brain is wet cotton)

[beclynn-herondale]

Inside TMI Gang's diaries part 5 2/3

Clary: Dear diary, I ran away with Jace, mom won't be happy, but I have to save my Jace. Simon is covering for me, although that won't last long and mom may go mama bear on him, I do love him though and I'll owe him one. So far things have been weird, seeing Jace get along with Sebastian is strange and I don't like it, and Sebastian is as evil as ever, i miss Jace so much, this Jace isn't my Jace. And Sebastian doesn't trust me I know this for a fact, but I don't trust him either and you better watch your back Sebastian.

*Later*

So Jace's room is the same as it always is, so clean not a mess, everything is neat, but he isn't Jace. We went on a date, Sebastian let us cause Jace would be with me, Jace cam speak italian and hates ducks, I'll have to mention this stuff when he is my Jace again, we stole a boat but that's nothing new from what we usually do, the date was nice but I felt guilty for enjoying it, when we came back Sebastian was occupied and creepy, anyway, we had a talk when I woke up later and he is starting to confuse me, but that's what he wants. I went back to bed and got up again, also Jace can make eggs, I don't like them but can't tell him that, also I wonder if he can cook other things, need to make a list of things to ask him when he's back to normal Jace. We also read a copy of his ancestor's book.

*Later later*

Me, Jace and Sebastian, went on a mission kind of thing, Simon calls us team Evil, we fought a demon, and I actually kicked a demons butt, Sebastian took us to a kinda night club, me and Jace got high, Sebastian told me I have a dark heart and like bitch whatever. Me and Jace made out in the club and uh things kinda got outta control, I am not proud, ok, I thought I saw dead people and passed out, I woke up to Sebastian leaving and followed him, demons almost killed me and he saved me, what is he doing? I lost my ring and can't get in contact with Simon, everything is bad and maybe this is all hopeless, no, I just need coffee, sweet sweet coffee, I need a coffee high *coffee/knife/serious emoji*

Possessed Jace: Dear diary, things are good, Sebastian keeps giving me weird looks when I am with Clary though, Sebastian we are still cool though don't worry. Clary is here and it's nice, I want her to be happy and her to have whatever she wants, I am gonna be so romantic but cool about *sunglasses emoji* I am Jace Lightwood, and extremely smooth and she loves me.

*Later*

I took Clary on a date and I nailed it *sunglasses emoji* we went back home after that and I read to her and we went to sleep, after that we went on a mission, my fire goddess kicked ass, and Sebastian took us to a night club place to take care of evil stuff, me and Clary got high and we did some things at the night club. In the morning I made her eggs, I'll make her eggs all the time, Sebastian wants to discuss evil plans now.

Trapped Jace: *sharpening knives* just wait you little shit, keep looking at Clary like that and I'll stab you, I am gonna beat you up, you shall know my wrath, and I will bring it upon you. *Knife/murderous emoji*

Sebastian: Dear evil diary, what can I say, the fruit of evil is ripe, I have evil plans, I have Jace under my finger, I have Clary now too, and soon she'll understand. Jace will do anything I say and Clary will do anything for him, love truly does make one weak. And I wi burn shit. Also maybe I'll play with stuff as well. *Devil emoji*

*Later*

We got into a fight and Clary can kick ass, maybe I underestimated her a tiny little bit. We went to a night club and I talk to Meliorn and I do believe the fair folk will stand with me, and after all I do have something with the queen, and I know what you are going to say what about Jace? Well you see Jace is my backup plan he has no idea ;)

Alec: Dear diary, still sneaking around, Jace is still gone, Clary is gone now too, Jocelyn is angry and I know why she scares Jace now, Izzy and Simon are something, Idk but my big brother instincts are kicking in. Jocelyn and Izzy went to the Iron Sisters and found out there isn't a weapon to separate Jace from Sebastian, unless it is of heaven itself or something. *Shrug emoji*

*Later* so we summoned a demon, and then a greater demon, what have we become? I'll do whatever it takes to save Jace, but like when did we start summoning demons and greater demons like it's not a big deal? I think we've lost our minds, and we are also now apparently going to summon Raziel, what are we doing, but it's for Jace. Also Magnus does look good in his outfit today but there is stuff between us. When did life get so complicated? *shrug emoji*

Magnus: Dear diary, welcome back to the crazy chaotic would of Shadowhunters, I may have lost Clary, but it's not my fault she can make portals, I see an angry Jocelyn in my future. Alec is kinda weird lately but it's probably nothing, Isabelle and Jocelyn were going to the Iron Sisters to see if there is a weapon that can separate Jace and Sebastian, blondie needs to come back so all this Shadowhunter drama will calm down.

*Later*

We summoned a demon and after that we summoned the greater demon Azazel, the little shit almost told Alec who my father is, and I swear what have I gotten myself into? Oh! Also apparently we are gonna summon an Angel now, I have a feeling we'll all be dead by the end of this, it's a miracle we haven't died already, I have to do research and stuff, also Sheldon saved my cat so I am thankful for that, Isabelle and Simon have something going on, Jocelyn is gone, and I want to drink and drink, cause Magnus is done bitches. But also Alec is looking beautiful today. *throws glitter* *sunglasses emoji*

Izzy: Dear diary, Simon came to me like I asked him to, and he told me about starwars or something, I don't remember the plot exactly but I think they had something called lifesavers???? Or something, also they are apparently in space which is cool, and the good guys win. Also me and Jocelyn went to the Iron Sisters and they said I would make a good one but like bish ya girl needs her heels, idk what has gotten into me lately, but when I think about Simon I feel happy and I get this feeling and I want to spend time with him and hear him talk endlessly about starwars cause he is so passionate about it. *Confused emoji*

*Later*

We may have kinda summoned a demon, and then a greater demon, and now we may kinda be getting ready to summon an angel we are on our way to Luke's farm so yeah. . . But yeah, Simon may die and idk what to do... *Blank emoji*

Simon: Dear diary, life just doesn't seem to be letting up, first Clary ran off to do reckless shit, Jace is literally possessed by her evil Brother and is like a puppet, Jocelyn is mad I didn't stop Clary, but honestly who can stop Clary?!?! — Izzy went off to the Iron sister earlier with Jocelyn before she found out Clary was gone and apparently they can't make a weapon to separate Jace and Sebastian without killing them both, this is the part where that intense action yet hopeless music would start playing. *Nerd emoji*

*Later* I told Izzy the plot of Starwars and she listened and laughed and said it was neat, she said It was neat and even though it is so much more than neat for some reason her just listening to me talk about it made me so happy, she may become a fan *Shooketh emoji* but also we summoned a demon, and then a greater demon and now we are going to summon an angel to try and get the angel Michael's sword called glorious cause it's apparently the only weapon that will work, but I may die so rip, but also please let everything be alright but also I do have the mark of cain it's just a matter of if it works. *Worried emoji*

Church: Dear Cat diary, I come to you with the heavy weight of the most fucking done I have ever been, Jem is still hasn't come and saved me, Herondale is still possessed and honestly I am done, fire ball ran away, archer boy is off doing shit, Izzy is falling in love now too and I thought she would be the one who wouldn't like girl love drama? And Simon is probably contributing to whatever chaotic plan fire ball has. evil shit is probably off doing evil shit, where's that sweet little boy? Gone! Because an ass had to be an ass. Sorry I need to control my emotions, I just miss Jem so much, and these kids are driving me crazy, also Magnus you are contributing as well now,Jem Jem Jem pls. Anyway I am gonna go sharpen my claws and eat tuna and drown my sorrows in tuna. *Cat/tuna/murderous emoji*

Tag list: @khaleesiofalicante @chibi-tsukiko @megs-readstoomuch @spotsandclawsthings @magnus-the-maqnificent @replayfootsteps @sarcasticmalecfan @simply-ellas-stuff @my-archerboy

[firstofficer-williamyiker]

Ok, ok, ok, ok. I am way too focus on this but I really really wanted to list out every Star Trek ship (from TNG, DS9, and VOY cause those are the ones I have seen most of) I could think of and give my opinion on it. Why? Because I don’t wanna do my math test. Lets go down the spiral of hyperfixation and little impulse control. (FYI, this became a long ass post, so read through if you want or don’t lol)

Let’s start from the beginning. 

The Next Generation: (aka gays that all share one smart brain cell) 

Picard x Crusher: Honestly, I like their chemistry, and if it became canon I would be alright with that. No real strong feelings on this ship.

Picard x Q: The epitome of enemies to lovers slow burn in 300k words. The sexual tension is too much to handle, I absolutely adore these two. They probably fucked once and Picard regrets it immeasurably. 

Picard x Riker: Nah, not for me. But you do you dudes.

Riker x Troi: Again, I quite like these two together. Two Bi Icons getting together, I’m here for it. 

Riker x Worf: Eh, Worf isn’t really a fav of mine so that makes me bias against this ship. It cool tho.

Riker x Crusher: *war flashbacks to when Crusher had sex with a Trill worm that was inside currently inside Riker’s body* Haha, fuck no. 

Troi x Crusher: Two queens getting together and tearing down the patriarchy, I stan.

Troi x Tasha: I tend to block out season one of TNG from my mind, but honestly, I like the vibe.

Data x Geordi: My OTP for this show. It should have happened. Rick Berman is a coward. They are just so sweet and they understand each other like no one else. A few of their scenes in this show made me cry. I ship

Data x Tasha: Nah, I don’t vibe. Would have been better as mlm and wlw solidarity. 

Worf x Troi: They had a few cute scenes together in the later seasons, I don’t hate neither super enjoy.

Deep Space Nine: (aka no straights in space)

Sisko x Kasidy: I liked them better in the early seasons. I think the writers low-key forgot about Kasidy until she was convenient plot device. 

Kira x Odo: I preferred it in the first few seasons where Odo had a little crush on Kira and it was kinda adorable. But after their relationship had become canon in the later seasons I was kinda disappointed.

Kira x Jadzia: I am here for this ship, two powerful women ready to take on the world together but also have their own insecurities that come up as the situation arises. Immaculate, I want it.

Dukat x Kira: Fuck no, they are enemies. Idk why the DS9 writers thought it would be a great idea to pair THESE two together. But thank god for Nana Visitor for being such a queen. 

Odo x Quark: Again, another amazing enemies to lovers ship. I love seeing those two on screen together, their chemistry is just *chef’s kiss*.

Miles x Keiko: Miles is like, the token heterosexual on this show. He loves his wife, his kids, and his job.

Bashir x Garak: Fuck yeah, OTP of this show for me gang. It was so heavily implied and it would have been so cool to see, especially in the 90s. But oh well, at least we got the actors writing and performing fanfiction for us.

Bashir x Jadzia: Yeah no, I wouldn’t ship them romantically. And the writers definetly did not favors to Bashir when they make his crush on her a bit creepy in the early seasons. But would be a BROTP for me.

Bashir x Ezri: Hnng, I don’t like. It just feels like Bashir is trying to date the Jadzia he never had and I don’t like it.

Jadzia x Worf: It’s fine, I guess. I don’t really see the chemistry.

Ezri x Jake: I mean, it’s better than Ezri x Bashir, but like, Dax has known Jake over 3 lifetimes and watched him grow up soooo, nah.

Jake x Ziyal: I am a fan. I think these two would have been really cool together especially since they are both artistic people with Jake’s writing and Ziyal’s painting. They could have done some really cool stuff together. Plus, it would make some interesting family reunion moments between Dukat and Sisko hehe.

Jake x Nog: Again, I am a fan. Tol and smol dynamics are what I am here for.

Garak x Ziyal: No

Voyager: (aka gays lost in space)

Janeway x Chakotay: The of the few straight ships I would die for. I am quite disappointed that nothing ever formed between the two because it would have been really cute and oh my god the tension the writers made between the two. I feel baited for this ship, AND IT’S A STRAIGHT SHIP! I’m sorry I have feelings about this. 

Janeway x Seven: Not a top ship of mine but I definitely see the chemistry here and I support it. 

Janeway x Paris: I only bring this up because in like season 1 or 2 they have axolotl children together because the writers were probably high as a kite when they came up with this idea for an episode. But a hard pass. 

Janeway x Coffee: I’m pretty sure this is already canon and I stan. 

Chakotay x Seven: I haven’t completely finished Voyager yet but I heard that this is the endgame for the two and WTF. I don’t see or understand it and it makes me upset, like really upset.

Chakotay x B’elanna: I’m just glad this wasn’t canon. I more just bring it up because I remembered B’elanna had a crush on Chakotay in the early seasons before Tom. And like, I get it because if Chakotay was my commanding officer I’d probably crush too girl. 

B’elanna x Paris: It’s a canon ship that I honestly kinda like. There are some moments where I’m like “oh no” and other where I’m like “YES”. But overall, I enjoy it. I just feel like there is something missing.

Paris x Kim: Fuck yea, I love these two together. Two bros turned lovers I am fucking here for it my dudes. But again, I feel like there is something else missing here.

B’elanna x Paris x Kim: Oh hell yea, I found what was missing. This is my personal OTP of Voyager. In my head I think Kim and B’elanna are just really close friends who do engineering things together. While Paris is in the corner, loving them both, but also setting the Delta Flyer on fire for the third time this week. I haven’t really looked into the Voyager tag (because spoilers) so idk if this is a popular ship. But I think they all have some really fun chemistry and I enjoy it. 

Paris x Delta Flyer: This just came to my head 20 seconds ago as I wrote the last one but I’m pretty sure this one is already canon. 

Kim x Seven: Nah

Seven x The Doctor: Hmm, do I dislike it as much as I do Seven x Chakotay? No, I do not. But do I like it that much? No, no I do not. I ship them as friends.

Tuvok x Nelix: No, not really. Opposites attract is not really my cup of tea all the time.

Nelix x Kes: Oh damn, I almost forgot about Kes. I know this is canon but where did this come from. The writers NEVER EXPLAIN IT! And then they never explain why the later broke up. I just... I just don’t understand. 

I doubt I have covered every ship, these were just the ones that came to me while writing this. Also, these are just my personal opinions please don’t come for my knees.

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chile ya shoulda told me i missedd the oc asks🙄✋

imma just send in a few not to heavy on ya💃💃

echo🌸

🍁 Where does your OC go when they need to have some time to themself? Would they ever have their own “comfort corner” filled with all the things they like? Do they have a favourite spot outside that feels like its theirs and theirs alone?

kayn🌸

🍂 Does your OC enjoy hugs? What do they do as a show of affection for: their friends, their family, their significant other(s) or for strangers? Over all what are they like with recieving affection from others?

kida🌸

🌾 Describe your OC through the eyes of someone absolutely head-over-heels in love with them

shou🌸

🌸 What are some of their favourite things and why? List as many as you can think of!

myst🌸

🌠 On a scale of 1 - 10 how Baby is your OC? BONUS when asking this question rate the OC yourself as see if the reply matches up!!

I'm sorry bestie, but I was prepparing for our 20th marriage 😔💔

Echo🐏-

It's not rare It needs space for himself, but even when he'll later on join the dumbass trio, It does have a soft place where it goes to, especially when stressed.

Any places with water nearby Is perfect for him. Which Is a reference from when he got cursed, and It Is kind of ironic. But since it got cursed, It found the sound of water..oddly soothing.

Not that he enjoyed it that much, but more because It was so tempting, that made him forget about all doubts and much about the outside world.

When with the gang, it will spend less time there, which Is understandable, since they will travel in many places.

If there isn't that place, it would panic, and decide to kick themselves out of everyone else. Hoping It can resolve this by itself. Most of the time, he forcefully does so, but there are times when only crying could help.

Kayn💜-

HE'S THE DEFINITION OF AN HUGGY BEAR OF COURSE HE'D LIKE THEM!! Litteraly anything physical related, as long as It ain't sexual, Is absolutely great for him. He himself does to others some surprise hugs, even tho to the only ones he's close to. And Ruri too naturally. I miss adding the boys to shit so here, Ruri finnaly has been mentioned.

He'd give the world n beyond to anyone if they'd want to, he's doing his besttt💜💜

Kida💮-

Abldkdkaldk as with the other Shou's asks, I'll try😭😭

"Such classyness and worth, in yet such a rough body. The flowing beauty, with a fierce spirit, easly feedable. Through compentent fights. Hands, as though used, were pleasing to look at. And understandably warm. With such soft eyes, you could almost be lost in them. The liliac, almost ethereal lights did help, too. Such, inky and flowing hair made me remember of one of a lion."

Shou🍵-

OHOHOHO OKAYOKAY, I GOT ITT

1- His design obviously. I just, really love It, and might be my fave overall, even if I really like Rui's and Myst's quite a lot too. His hair Is something that just makes me go brrrrr.

2- His development, even more than personality. I know I didn't use this as much, but I love how he goes from a shady, "villain", trying to murder Lyva and Rui out of jelousy and rage, to a far more understanding, and trying for the redemption he never knew he needed, until he met Qiran. Which Is why Id like to Say that, of he didn't meet him, he would've become more and more villanous with time. He's not a villain, nor an hero, even now. He doesn't know that too. And that's something i really, rEALLY like in his character.

3- His past, and how he can't let go out of It, even if that severly hurt him. But he couldn't understand that, even until now he doesn't. He still portrays his mother as someone who didn't deserve such pain, completely ignoring and not understanding how that still hurt him.

4- His wording abilities. Most times he's so sneaky, and even oddly teasing, in subdule ways, as if that could help him, in any way. No matter if it's morally wrong or right, if that's what he belives in, that's his decision. Will he regret It? Perhaps. But that's a risk he knowingly always takes. Even if that would mean doing the same for Qiran.

IM GETTING SO LONG BUT I JUST REALLY LOVE THIS DUDE AND HIS CONFLICT W BEING A CANIBALISSTIC SNAKE DEMON ALRIGHT BYEEEE

Myst🎸-

A big 7.5. Ya can't convince me otherwise. The reason why I'm not giving them an 8 Is because of her,, moments. But even then, he's a big bimbo and i love him so fucking much toooo😩

Also id overall rate em an 8.5/9, Idk either. I think he's really great too, but probably goin for the 8.5.

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WANTED  CONNECTIONS  ....  hi  here  is  a  list  of  connections  i  would  really  really  want  for  my  gremlins.  inspo  from  all  places  ;  music,  movies,  pins,  etc.  i’ll  post  this  in  the  server  /  put  it  linked  in  my  pinned  post  but  for  best  results  send  me  a  dm  on  d/scord  bc  i  suck  at  things!  thank.

AVIVA  ROUX  .  podcaster  /  content  creator (  meg  t.  stallion )  !

GIRL  GANG  !  not  necessarily  ‘girls’  but  yk  what  i  mean.  very  close  knit,  always  hanging  out,  never  one  w/o  the  other,  etc.  i  like  the  idea  of  them  all  bein’  kind  of  different  ----  breakfast  club  style?  (  aviva  cld  be  the  *jughead  vc*  i’m  a  weirdo  for  example  ).  idk  i  think  it’d  be  neat  n  interesting  cld  even  have  group  chat  edits  n  things  on  the  dash  frankly  i  wld  just  like  for  her  to  have  some  friends!  inspo  ( one  ,  two )  .

PODCAST  PARTNER  ! the  shane  to  her  ryan,  so  to  speak.  the  show  talks  about  mysteries  and  internet  oddities  and  different  spooky  things ( they  borderline  on  true  crime,  but  they  don’t  necessarily  go  into  detail  about  cases  if  that  makes  sense  )  .  i  think  the  dynamic  of  a  outrageous  thinker  to  her  pessimistic  ideals.  inspo  ( one  ,  two ,  three  ,  this  tag  ) .

YOUNGER  SIBLING  !  i  like  to  imagine  they’re  pretty  close,  maybe  close  in  age?  i  don’t  rlly  have  much  to  say  about  this  one,  should  probably  put  it  on  the  main,  but  i  love  sibling  connects  so  !

HATEHSHIP  !  someone  she  jus  can’t  stand  yet  can’t  stay  away  from.  maybe  they’re  an  asshole  but  damn  cute,  or  another  reason.  inspo (  one  )  .

ROOMMATES  ! like  to  imagine  it’s  a  bunch  of  them  living  friends-style,  either  in  the  same  apartment  or  even  building  (  or  wld  that  be  jersey  shore  style.  idk  ) but  it  cld  be  fun  especially  if  they  don’t  get  along  all  that  well  but  the  rent  is  nice  and  they  make  it  work.

FIRST  CRUSH  ! eeeeeeeeeeeee  they  cld’ve  met  when  they  were  children  and  had  one  of  those  one  day  long  things  in  elementary  school  where  they  broke  up  bc  they  didn’t  share  crayons  or  something  JSDVKJDFVKJV  they  could’ve  remained  friends,  been  neighbors,  had  crushes  or  a  fling  in  high  school  .

EX  SQUAD  !  i  like  the  idea  of  aviva  having  a  solid  friend  group  in  high  school  that  all  aren’t  good  terms  with  each  other  for  whatever  reason  ..  don’t  have  to  figure  it  out  asap  i  just  love  the  tension  thts  all.

BEST  FRIEND  /  RIDE  OR  DIE  ! someone  who  has  her  back  and  vice  versa.  supports  each  other  thru  thick  and  thin,  gives  each  other  the  whack  on  the  head  they  need  every  once  in  a  while.  inspo  (  one,  two )  .

FLING  /  FWB  /  HOOK  UPS  ! kind  of  self  explanatory.  aviva  doesn’t  really  have  a  preference,  if  she’s  attracted  to  u  she’s  attracted  to  you,  has  her  fun  but  s*x  isn’t  really  her  idea  of  a  fun  thing  to  do  24  /  7  .  like  to  imagine  she  mostly  goes  for  women  ( hey  ladies  .... )  !

EX  PARTNER  ! i  like  the  idea  of  them  being  super  cute  n  lovey  dovey  in  hs  but  then  maybe  one  of  them  went  off  to  college?  they  had  a  falling  out?  ended  on  not  so  great  terms?  the  possibilities  are  endless  to  be  frank!

RIVAL  /  ENEMY  /  SOMEONE  SHE  JUST  CAN’T  STAND  !  ig  this  could  be  more  chemsitry  based  but  they  just  avidly  dislike  each  other  for  one  reason  or  another?  can’t  stand  each  other?  petty  tweets  /  subtweets  etc  etc  .  could  be  fun  n  juicy.

FRIENDS  !  self  explanatory.

DAWSON  ELLIS .  unemployed  /  formal  journalist ( chris  pine  )  !

FRIENDS  !  self  explanatory.    he’s  40,  so  rlly  he  just  kinda  vibing.

RIVALS  /  ENEMIES  !  i  like  the  idea  of  just  hating  each  other  since  high  school  and  just  have  this  burning  hatred  for  each  other  even  after  all  this  time  …  chuckles.  inspo  (  one  )  .

PEOPLE  HE  TAKES  UNDER  HIS  WING  !  idk  what  this  could  entail  maybe  he  jus  likes  one  of  u  youngins  …  doesn’t  want  to  see  u  in  the  same  path  he  went  down,  tries  to  steer  u  straight  a  little  bit.  stuff  like  that.  very  dad  like  as  if  he  has  a  maternal  bone  in  his  body.

EX FIANCE ! heheh .. i plan on making this a wc possibly, but i like the idea of someone who he dated for a long period of time after he graduated and left irving, eventually who he proposed two. maybe his addiction could have caused a strain, maybe it was because he was traveling so much, or some other reason but then they broke it off. they came back to irving for one reason or another, he came back bc he’s sober now, there’s tension. kind of based on exile by taylor swift + bon iver .

EMPLOYER  !  this  man  needs  a  job.  so  ........    hands  on  hips  who  is  hiring.

FRIENDS  FROM  HIGH  SCHOOL  !  if  anyone  grew  up  in  irving  /  or  was  in  hs  around  the  time  he  was,  it  could  be  quite  fun  to  reconnect.  old  friends  yadda  yadda  yadda.  

SOMEONE  WHO  KNOWS  HIM  ONLY  FROM  HIS  SISTER  !  smiles  at  jean  so  wide  .....  yes  dawson  is  leonora’s  annoying  lil  brother.  he’s  very  elusive  (  or  so  he  thinks  …  )  so  .  we  cld  do  something  with ��that  perhaps.

ELIJAH  PALERMO .  little  league  coach  /  student  (  lukas  gage  )  !

THE  LAST  PALERMO  SIBLING  !  yes  …  this  is  on  the  main  but  i  imagine  elijah  and  them  to  be  very  close  and  it’d  be  fun!  sorry  for  the  grey  hairs  though.

BEST  FRIEND  !  this  is  someone  elijah  trusts  more  than  jus  abt  anybody  ..  including  his  siblings  maybe.  they’re  always  together,  never  apart,  besties  forever.  causing  chaos  and  mayhem.  probably  co-parent  georgia.  knows  each  others  fast  food  orders,  encouraging  their  bad  behaviors  …  

EXES  !  i  like  to  imagine  elijah  is  the  type  to  rush  into  a  relationship  then  have  it  all  turn  to  shit.  could  be  on  good  terms,  bad  term,  neutral.  

EX  FRIENDS  !  along  the  same  vein,  maybe  they  had  a  falling  out?  one  of  them  just  didn’t  want  to  be  friends  anymore?  they  just  stopped  talking?  give  me  angst  thank  u.

FRIENDS  !  hes  so  talkative  and  annoying  please  give  him  more  friends  …  my  personal  favorites  are  old  couple  bickering  /  complete  opposites  /  good  or  bad  influences  /  new  age  “thembo  summit”  where  there’s  no  got  damn  thought  in  anyones  head  just  vibes.

FLIRTATIONSHIP  !  they  flirt  …  they  give  each  other  eyes.  and  yet?  nothing.  wtf.

HOOK  UPS  /  FWBS  !  they’re  hot.  and  he  has  eyes.  it’s  basic  math.  

RIVAL  /  ENEMY  !  i  like  to  imagine  elijah  didn’t  mean  to  be  rude  /  or  did  something  bad  to  this  person  but  he  did,  even  accidentally,  but  now  they  hate  him.  or  even  mutual  hatred  <3  constant  subtweets  n  petty  comments  in  public  …

PARTY  BUDDIES  !  theyre  always  together  at  parties  …  self  explanatory.  

PARENT  OF  KIDS  HE  COACHES  !  self-explanatory.

CLASSMATES  !  must  go  to  community  college,  but  otherwise  self-explanatory.  

WILL  THEY  /  WON’T  THEY  !  i  love  this  kinda  shit  ..  theyre  constantly  acting  like  a  couple  but  also  aren’t  one.  everyone  is  dying  to  know  like  …...  so  isn’t  eli  <3

HATEHSHIP  !  they  hate  each  other  .  but  also  f*ck.  then  hate  each  other  again.

ROOMMATES  !  pls  give  him  a  roommate  this  fucker  can’t  function  by  himself.

KALANI  MADDEN  .  student  (  auli’i  cravalho  )  !

PEOPLE  SHE  TEACHES  ASL  !  this  is  my  favorite.  pls  pls  pls.  she  uses  asl  as  her  primary  source  of  communication,  she’s  most  comfortable  with  it  due  to  her  hearing,  but  many  people  don’t  know  it  so  pls  let  her  teach  ur  muse  i’d  love  it  so  much.

FRIENDS  /  BEST  FRIENDS  !  i’d  love  to  have  a  lil  squad  ..  lil  baby  squad  or  even  just  a  best  friend  who  they’re  always  sharing  tiktoks  over  videos  and  having  sleepovers  and  going  to  wendys  at  1  am  bc  they’re  bored.  

RIVALS  /  ENEMIES  !  people  who  just  don’t  fuckin  like  her  bc  she’s  annoying  like  i  understand.

PEOPLE  WHO  DON’T  TAKE  HER  SHIT  /  HATE  HER  DRAMATICS  !  pls  hate  her.  punt  her  to  the  moon.  

PEOPLE  SHE  SPOILS  WITH  HER  PARENTS  MONEY  !  pls  let  her  sugar  mama  u.  she  will  buy  u  legit  anything  if  ur  nice  to  her.  

FLIRTATIONSHIP  !  this  wld  be  a  bit  cute  ..  almost  a  will  they  won’t  they  vibe.  they  flirt.  they  smile.  they  make  googley  eyes.  they  subtweet  each  other.  it’s  messy  and  cute.  

BAD  INFLUENCES  /  GOOD  INFLUENCES  !  people  who  lead  her  either  down  a  really  good  or  really  bad  path.  

PEOPLE  SHE  KNOWS  BC  OF  HER  BROTHER  !  self-explanatory  but  also  kind  of  need  him  for  this  so  .  hehe  .

HER  BROTHER  !  on  the  main,  but  pls  bring  this  kid  her  parent  (  almost  )  .

PEOPLE  SHE  KNEW  BACK  IN  NYC  !  self-explanatory.  her  family  is  very  wealthy,  famous  in  the  social  scene.

[eddiethehead-uwu]

✨My jojo ocs for a possible fan part I might actually write but I'm intrudicing them to you in a tag yourself style template✨

(warning: long post)

(warning: I know cringe culture is dead, but it might get cringy)

So basically the main gang is an upcoming metal band going on their first world tour, weird shit happens and this fan part's Jojo finds out things about her past she would have much rather not known, like her real lineage and all that, and, you know, more stuff happens

This part is set in the future, in a universe very similar to the original one, except for a few things like the uhhh reset not happening and some things going differently in part 5, in Morioh. Some of the characters below are related to preexisting characters, some are not

Ok I'm done here's the squad

🌟JOUKO HIGASHIKATA🌟

-the lion, the witch, and the audacity of this bitch

-can be super annoying and quite manipulative like 80% of the time

-super determined, will cut a bitch to get what she wants

-"danger is my middle name 😎"

-wants to be a rockstar but needs to calm the f down like where the hell do you think you're going with that attitude?

-stand: Motorhead (aka punchy ghost n. Uhhh I lost count)

🌺MOMOE NIJIMURA🌺

-shady and sly af ngl probably invented the 300iq impostor strategy for among us

-a freaking beast when it comes to guitars (shares Jouko's same dream)

-looks always upbeat and happy but has a pretty mischievous personality

-*crushes on basically anyone*

-gets distracted pretty easily

-stand: Judas Priest (aka Chomp Ghost)

👿REJ ANSELMO👿

-A N GE R Y

-will fight you if you disagree with her

-pretty careless, doesn't really care about others

-gets pissed off super easily

-like, my God, chill dude wtf

-can't say what happens to her next bc it would be a spoiler if I actually end up writing this fucking story

-stand: iron maiden (fkn shape-shifting metal object thing hehehhe knife girl)

💕YOKO SHISHIDO💕

-an actual angel

-definetly stoned 24/7

-super friendly, will help you with everything and will hug you if you need support

-just the chillest person ever

-druggie mom friend

-rip srr i had to

✨MIYAKO KAWAJIRI✨

-shy 👉👈😔

-always anxious of messing things up or hitting the wrong note on the keyboard while performing with the band

-basic math? Idk her

-only wears black and red

-never gets angry, bottles all of her frustration up and when she lashes out it's usually when her second personality (kameko) is dominant

-stand: digital love (LAZERZ GHOST)

🦇HIDEAKI KAWAKITA🦇

-annoying bitch 2: simp edition

-"you spilled lipstick in my black Valentino bag!?"

-loves Halloween a bit too much

-did I already mention he's a simp?

-can't shut his mouth for 2 seconds

-who even made him part of the band? Ah yeah right he's the only one with a driving licence

🔪ROCHELLE P. 🔪

-CEO of tragic backstories

-doesn't display any emotion and doesn't display any eyebrows either

-has definetly killed someone with no regrets

-2 stands!?? Nah mate

-"you have beautiful eyes" "thanks. They don't work."

-stand: Nightwish (W A T E R G H O ST)

-bonus: also gets followed around by Chariot Re- AHEM ALESTORM YES SHE NAMED HIM ALESTORM because she doesn't know his real name nor who the user is/was

-he just,, follows her. When she was 5 she gave him a feather and he kept it ever since lol ok I'll stop

🔥SANTANA🔥

-bruh he still alive

-R E VE N G E

-got tired of being left out of his master's shenanigans and being treated like dog shit

-if it wasn't obvious he holds grudges for looooooong times

-will kill you just with slurs

-wants to annihilate into oblivion his old master

-still undecided whether to give him a stand or not

Ok I'm done, this is the main cast, some of them are not gonna make it through, sorry already.

I want to start writing something for them because I have a long ass list of things that could happen and how the story could jnfold, but I'm not sure where to write it. Sooo idk

[krokonoko]

asdf thank you so much! You’ve come to the right place my friend, until very recently I knew every Lacho fic in the tag, so yes, of course I got fic recs! 🤩 I’m gonna list these in chronological order (and credit everyone by their AO3 nick)

(fyi, almost all of these are rated explicit or mature.)

Trust Me by Straponselina

Fight or flight, that’s all Nacho can think about lately, especially when it comes to Lalo. He’s tried the latter, but now that he gets cornered, Nacho decides it’s time for the former.

All of Straponselina’s Lacho fics are awesome, but this one’s my favorite. Lacho and substance abuse get on like a house on fire, and this fic takes complete advantage of that. It’s an intense ride fueled by anxiety, drugs and craving. The buildup is absolutely perfect, and it all explodes in some of the hottest goddamn smut I’ve ever read. I remember being unable to even properly comment on this one cause it blew my mind so hard.

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ayotochtli by moonrocks

When a deal with a rival drug gang goes south and adrenaline and fear mix with something else, Nacho finds himself in the ironic position of being the only thing standing between Lalo Salamanca and certain death.

moonrocks has given us many amazing Lacho fics and I love every single one of them, but I got a particularly soft spot for this one. It’s got everything you could ask for: Power dynamic shifts, vulnerable Lalo, Nacho being confused about his feelings, intimacy merging with violence into one inextricable mess, and of course moonrock’s v own specialty, which is incredibly vibrant and atmospheric environmental descriptions! This one’s almost gen and more along the lines of a character study (my personal favorite type of fic ❤️).

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By a Thread by Pandir

Lalo experiences every second of his life in full color, indulgences, impending doom and all. He’s trying to teach Nacho to do the same. Unfortunately, all Nacho has to indulge in is crippling existential panic.

In a flurry of intense sensory impressions and drug induced highs, Lalo’s mere existence confronts Nacho with his worst coping mechanisms. Everything Pandir’s ever written is amazing, and this fic’s no exception. They have a knack for unsettling imagery and themes, and their stories have the ability to make you feel like you yourself are joining the characters in their downward spiral into their own messy minds. Psychedelic, stream of consciousness, unexpected, just all around really, really good!

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Burmese Boxing by keuppia

Quod licet Iovi, non licet bovi, that’s what Nacho learned the hard way while working for the Salamancas. But everyone bruises when headbutted in the jaw, even Lalo, and that’s a strangely comforting thought.

An excellent exploration of cartel hierarchy, a fantastic character study, and Lacho interactions so full of tension and uncertainty it murders me just to think about the sheer suspense of it all. As I said before, I’m a big fan of the concept of intimacy being mingled with violence, and the other way around, and keuppia turns this into an art form. You just want the fic to go on forever, but the fact that it doesn’t, that it ends exactly where it’s supposed to, is what made this one leave such an impact on me. I could write an entire essay about why I love this fic but I’m just gonna leave it at that.

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Unspoken by bisexualjesse

There are no locks that could protect Nacho’s privacy from Lalo. But maybe this time, that’s not such a bad thing. And besides, what’s the harm in looking?

Short and sweet, quick to the point, just all around great smut. It’s got Nacho completely at the mercy of not one but two people, also some very subtle and nice intimacy between Nacho and Lalo that’s to die for! What more could you want?

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Only You by Seraphtrevs

Nacho’s entire world is turned upside down when he ends up in the claws of the beast that is Lalo Salamanca. It feels like he has to navigate an entirely new, dangerous world with very strict rules to survive. But Nacho is anything if not a quick learner, and it’s only a question of time until he finds out that he has some claws of his own.

Of course no Lacho rec list would be complete without Sera’s Only You. The first part will always be my personal favorite, but the entire series is very dear to my heart. It helped us all through the rough times of the great Lacho withdrawal between episodes 3 and 9 and gave us some much needed escapism after the finale. Also Sera’s an actual angel so there’s that. It’s gonna be sad to watch this fic come to an end, but it was a wild ride, and I enjoyed every second of it!

(sorry for publishing ur ask like this anon, I managed to somehow make your original ask bug out? with some HTML shenanigans? Idk. anyway here’s your answer asdfghj)

[oreomonsterhunter]

Interview tag!

tagged by: @taetaespeaches and @tabsteen (sorry I’m only just getting around to this ahaha)

Name: Natalie, Nat, Noodle, Noodley, mom, grandma....

Pronouns: she/her

Star sign: capricorn

Height: 5′5.5″ (Liv and I fought and won that half inch thank you very much)

Current time: 6:58 am

Birthday: January 6

Nationality: American

Favorite bands/group(s): BTS, Il Volo, Monsta X, Stray Kids

Favorite solo artist(s): Tia Ray, Jackson Wang, Frank Sinatra

Song stuck in your head right now: Monster by Red Velvet - Irene and Seulgi

Last movie you watched: Think Like a Man

Last show you binged: BRIDGERTON omg still shook over this

When you created your blog: pretty sure 2013, but re-downloaded the app this summer in....July??? June, idk

Last thing you googled: "green tea mochi recipe” because I have a fierce craving and there’s only one place that has them in stock and it’s like five bucks for a box of six and I just can’t do that anymore.  I’m a high maintenance DIYer lmao

Other blogs: nope

Why you chose your URL: because back in 2013 I was in the middle of binging Supernatural and I liked oreos and tumblr was popular so blog names were super hard.  Now I’m attached :)

Do you get asks: sometimes? I love asks, and I always smile when I get one (though it would be nice if tumblr told me about them because sometimes? I don’t see them? bleh)

How many people are you following: 129 (wow I should scroll more often, but like...busy)

How many followers do you have: idk honestly because the whole 2013 thing means a bunch are inactive but still counted?

Average hours of sleep: 7.5 (a devout sleeper and grandma)

Lucky number: 6?  I just like it.  It’s my birthday ahaha

Instrument(s): piano, flute (shoot it’s been five years since I touched that bad boy)

What i’m currently wearing: flannel pj bottoms, slippers, big tiddie gang sweatshirt (hello it is winter)

Dream job: a writer, but I literally just had an epiphany last night and like...I’d love to be an art teacher.  Like open up a used bookstore slash art studio and teach classes in the back and display students’ art to sell and just sshjdkjd that’s the dream.  New five year plan, I want it so badly 😭

Dream trip: if it doesn’t have to be realistic, I’d just travel around the world forever XD I want to go everywhere and talk to everyone and see everything and eat ALL THE FOOD I can’t choose.  Top 5 on my bucket list?  Italy, Scotland, South Korea, New Zealand, Russia

Favorite food: for a foodie, this question is impossible.  Some of my faves (to make and eat, because you better believe I learned how to make all my favorite foods) include dak galbi, chicken paprikash, and buttermilk biscuits (message me if you ever want recipes 🥰)

Favorite song: no idea fam (but current fave is LMM by Hwasa because it feels like she just ripped my heart out to lay bleeding on the track right now)

Top fictional universes you’d like to live in: any Sarah J Maas book, send me there asap

Tagging: anyone who sees this and wants to do it!  No pressure, these questions can be personal so I don’t wanna call people out (also I’m self conscious about tagging folks 110% of the time)

[katierosefun]

author interview tag game

thank you for the tag, @pandora15! <3

Name: caroline

Fandoms: mostly the clone wars, but i also have some marvel stuff, and waaay back in the day, i wrote some doctor who and merlin stuff!

Where you post: primarily on ao3! i mostly just write on tumblr when i’m accepting prompts from like...ask games or something.

Most Popular Oneshot: real

Most Popular Multichap: to these memories (this fic only recently hit 1k kudos, and my heart?? w h a t)

Favorite Story You’ve Written: def. to these memories because a) longest fic i’ve ever written, and b) oh, the hours i logged into writing this fic, and c) oh, the outlining that went into this fic...i’m very proud of myself for completing the fic, and of course, i credit this to everyone who showed their lovely support for the story. :’)

Fic You Were Nervous to Post: uhhh definitely too far just because it’s...rather personal. i sometimes say that there’ll be a scene or two or just straight up a line or two that’s plucked out of my real life, and i think it’s inevitable for writers of any kind, including fic writers, to isolate their real lives completely from whatever they’re writing, and?? this fic is probably the most personal for me because of that. i remember kinda hem-hawwing about posting it, because i was like whoa, maybe this is a little too personal? but then i steeled myself and was like, “okay, well, would this have lifted my spirits when i needed a story like this??” and then decided to post it.

How you choose your titles: i def. toss and turn between titles! there’s a few fics of mine that are straight-up song lyrics (no surprise there), but to my surprise (as i was looking through my catalogue of fics just now), i realize that a lot of my fics are usually just words or two about what i think might have been extremely important to the story. (or captures the overall tone/theme of the story, anyways.)

Do you outline? for multi-chapter fics and relatively long one-shots with lots of moving parts, i’ll outline. but for shorter one-shots and prompts, i’ll usually just stick with the image that compelled me to write the prompt/one-shot in the first place! (and then kinda write around that.)

Complete: uhhhhh, i’m gonna answer relatively for all my clone wars fics, because in total, i have 74 completed fics. (make that...75, hopefully in a few minutes or hours!) but out of clone wars fics, i have 46 completed fics! (and again, hopefully 47 in a little while.) a part of me is lowkey hoping that i’ll get up to 100 total fics by the end of this year. a part of me highly doubts it, but given how much i was able to write over summer break, i’m...intruiged if i wind up somehow writing another twenty or so fics by the end of this year. (asfsf my wip list is long enough to fill in for another twenty fics. caroline finish all your wips challenge.)

In Progress: okay, so officially, time, wondrous time is in progress and online. but in terms of the works in progress on my laptop...i have...*mutters, counting* fourteen official wips. (ten of them are one-shots, and the other four are longform fics. one of them, i’m hoping to release next week (!!!), and another, i’m hoping to release hopefully around mid-december. uhhh so fingers crossed??)

Coming Soon/Not Yet Started: oops, i guess i kinda already answered that question, but eh, might as well! the one coming out next week (hopefully!! caroline get your shit together challenge!!) is titled most ardently, and it’s an obitine au based off pride & prejudice because i cannot and will not shut up about obitine being the period drama ship out of star wars okay--

and then the other longform fic that is very overdue is called getting lost in a big galaxy, which is a fix-it of sorts taking place after season 5. anakin’s gone missing, and obi-wan winds up going on a galaxy-ride road trip with ahsoka (who, remember, has left the order) to find their idiot. this is honestly my excuse to just write more obi-wan and ahsoka content. hopefully, that’ll be posted in december!! (despite the fact i...originally meant to post it in august oOps.)

and then there’s this other longform fic which...might be coming in early 2021 called red, underlined, which is essentially...uh. everyone’s a stressed out law-school student, and anakin might have accidentally murdered professor palpatine, and now anakin, obi-wan, ahsoka, padme, and rex are all trying to find out what the hell to do with themselves because they’re all in on it. (def. influenced by how to get away with murder except without the criminal justice professor to lead them through the ropes. so more chaos. kind of a dark comedy vibe, if anything else? anakin no is major theme in this one. uh, i mean, maybe anakin was justified in murdering creep palpatine because our gang’s gonna find out what was going on in the background, but either way! lots of “holy shit are we good people are we bad people what are we doing”. lots of questions about morality! ethics! law school student study nights with anakin sprawled out on the floor and obi-wan wearing glasses (which he pushes up the bridge of his nose whenever he’s about to lecture anakin that no, that’s not how that statute works, dumbass) and ahsoka just bringing snacks and rex catching paper airplanes and padme being the one to supply everyone with very neat flashcards. this fic is gonna be an absolute beheamoth, and i’m estimating about 45 chapters? like...130K+ words? help? yeah idk either this really blew up in my head

and then...this stupid, wonderful, boring, amazing job, which is...office x tcw au. only not? it’s very, very loosely based off the office, but not really. obi-wan moves in as a new manager of a company, and we’ve got anakin being like “lol new guy i’m gonna mess with him”, and ahsoka being the one who’s both like “please don’t mess with our new boss” but also being like “actually, wait, lemme help”, rex being in hr and being like “i don’t get paid enough for this”. (also there’s some parts that are written like actual interviews like you would find in the office, so there’s this one bit where uhhh

Obi-Wan flicks his eyes to the cameras in silent question before turning back to Ahsoka. “Well, if you need to call maintenance, then I hardly think you need my permission—”

“Thanks!” Ahsoka says quickly, and she’s about to disappear from the doorway when Obi-Wan stands up.

“Wait, Ahsoka, what exactly—”

Ahsoka re-appears at the doorway. “Oh, right,” she says. “Um—maybe just stay away from the men’s bathroom for a little bit.” She pauses.

“Actually, just stay away from them for the rest of the day.” She hovers by the door for a minute longer, and then she adds quickly, “And maybe also avoid the breakroom. Everything’s fine!”

And with a perfectly not-fine smile, Ahsoka disappears from the doorway.

Obi-Wan stares at where Ahsoka was just a moment ago, and the he turns to the cameras in disbelief. “Did she just—” Unable to finish his own sentence, Obi-Wan starts out the door. “Ahsoka?”

The camera follows Obi-Wan out of the conference room and into the breakroom. There are only muffled shouts—Anakin’s shouts, and then Rex’s, and then Ahsoka’s frantic “no, sorry, everything’s fine!”, and then Obi-Wan’s loud, “What is going on in here?”

surprise y’all just got a snippet i’m sorry can you tell i’m weirdly into this au?? i need to rewrite some scenes but uh there you go

Prompts: for the most part, yes! i have some stuff in my faq about prompts that i’ll probably turn down (mostly anything that’s...above a certain rating/really, realy heavy themes that i just don’t think i can tackle with justice or with enough education on my end). i can be a little slow with prompts, but i’ll get to all of them in time!

Upcoming Work You’re Most Excited About: uhhhh i have too many that i’m excited about. literally i can write a mini essay on every single one of the fics i’m working on? but uhhh i guess since i already talked about all my major longform fics above (asdfasdfsd didn’t mean to do that, i’m so sorry for everyone who had to scroll past that word-vomit), i guess the one i’m most excited about releasing is the post season 7 obi-wan-and-ahsoka-finally-talk-about-how-they-miss-each-other-also-sorry-for-fighting-with-you-i-know-you-were-just-trying-your-best fic. (not a whole ton of spoilers for this one, but uh. i’m looking at some of these scenes and making frustrated sounds because there’s this one particular instance where i’m like, ahsoka. ahsoka just talk to him just ta lk to him but then lol no talking :)) also maybe some h/c? lowkey sickfic might be involved in this somehow? might have accidentally served as a precursor to to these memories? help? this fic just ballooned. caroline keep your ideas contained challenge!)

No Pressure Tags: @lightasthesun @soplantyourownflowers @ohhellokenobiand anyone else who wants to join!