#the possibility of being completely alone makes me absolutely freak out

[dreamyghostie]

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[evaslytherpuff]

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18+ Theo Nott X Innocent F!Reader (College AU)

Plot: You were just trying to do your duties as a Prefect. After catching Theo stealing from the potions closet, you had no choice but to report him. Now, Theo is out for revenge! You become his latest target and he’s willing to do anything to make sure you learn your lesson. Never snitch on a Slytherin.🐍

CW: Blackmail, Toxic Behavior, Manipulation, Teasing, Masturbation, Oral (F!receiving), Dubious Consent, Recorded interactions without consent! This story is not intended for Minors! Read at your own risk!

“Detention for a month! A fucking month!” Theo growled as he stormed into Herbology and took his designated seat next to Draco who was swatting at his Dittany plant.

“Damn, I feel sorry for you mate.” Draco chuckled with a shake of his icy blonde head. Theo wasn’t in the mood to laugh, smile, or joke around in the slightest. All he could do was stare daggers in your direction. The person who got him in trouble in the first place by being a little snitch. You had caught him stealing ingredients out of the professor's potions closet and immediately ran off to tell Slughorn what you witnessed. You claimed that you only did it because you were supposed to, you’re a prefect, it’s your job to report when students break the rules. Theo didn’t want to hear any of it as he left the professor’s office, his body trembling with rage.

You must have felt him glaring at you because you looked up and locked eyes with him. Your face grew pale and you quickly looked back down at your textbook, pretending to not notice the death stare you were receiving. Theo smiled to himself. Good. You should be intimidated, maybe even scared, you may look sweet and innocent but he didn’t care. He was now out for revenge.

When class was over you had tried to flee as quickly as possible but Theo was a lot faster and cornered you outside of the greenhouse. His hands were placed on either side of your head which caged you in and prevented you from escaping.

“You know…I always thought you were so kind and a girl who usually minded her own business. Now, all I see is someone who has a big mouth!” He growled in your ear as he leaned over you. “You didn’t have to say a damned thing to Professor Slughorn and yet…you did.” He sighed and shook his head in disappointment. “You snitched on me, got me in trouble, almost kicked off the quidditch team and for that…I want revenge.” His jaw clenched tightly as he stared into your frightened eyes.

“Is that a threat?” You tried your best to sound strong and powerful but he could hear the fear in your voice. It was obvious that his words freaked you out. He dropped his arms and stepped away from you with a vicious grin on his face.

“No. It’s a promise.” He spat with a glare before turning around and walking away.

Merlin, or the devil, must have been on his side the very next day because you had a huge accident right in the middle of the great hall during dinner. A clumsy Hufflepuff was switching seats at their table and ran right into you with a plate full of food. Your uniform was ruined and you were covered in a plethora of messy cuisine. Completely shocked and mortified, you fled from the hall holding back tears. Theo had to admit that he felt bad for you, maybe for a split second, but he also saw this as an opportunity.

“I’ll see you later.” He said with a pat to Mattheo’s back before he left the hall as well. He jogged to his dorm to search for what he needed and felt a sense of mischief wash over him when he found what he was looking for. A video camera.

He was fascinated with gadgets and gizmos muggles were always using, he even used magic to fix or improve them, and he knew that this device would come in handy. Feeling giddy and still angry, he set out to find you, already having a clue as to where you might be.

His hunch was absolutely correct and he found you alone in the girls locker room taking a shower. He cast a silencing charm on the door to remain as quiet as possible and a disillusionment charm on himself so he wouldn’t be seen. He crept up to the stall you were using and turned the camera on. Theo tried to be as silent as humanly possible as he stuck the lens of the device through the side of the shower curtain. He watched the display closely as your body came into focus and had to do a double take. He wasn’t expecting you to be so…sexy.

He swallowed hard as he gawked at your wet figure gracing the screen of his camera. You typically wore a school uniform that was two sizes too big for you and it was clearly hiding your mouth watering shape. The water shimmered off of your beautiful breasts, cascaded down sensual curves, and created a wet vision he thought he could only dream of. There you were though, in all your soaked glory, like one of his wildest fantasies.

He couldn’t fight the hard on that was raging in his pants as he watched you bathe, your palms roaming all over your alluring body. He was never envious of soap before until tonight. His free hand traveled down to rub his length through the fabric of his trousers. His eyes were glued to the screen of his camera as your hand slid down the front of your torso and stopped just above your pretty pussy. A sigh left your lips before you dipped your fingers between your folds and Theo’s eyes grew wide over the realization of what you were about to do. Soft moans floated through the air as you began to rub your sensitive clit in steady and firm motions. His hand ran over his aching cock as quickly as you worked your precious cunt. He bit his lip to stop the groans from escaping his mouth as he watched you masturbate in front of him. Sweet and innocent my ass, he thought, as he stopped himself from cumming in his boxers. A delicious scheme popped into his mind as you covered your mouth with your other hand and your climax overcame you. A wicked and cruel idea that would guarantee his revenge without a doubt. He would get you back for snitching on him…but he would also get what he now wanted more than anything.

Theo paced his dorm anxiously. You had received his note in class that demanded you meet him after detention at 9pm. If you didn’t show, his initial plan ultimately failed, it would also spell disaster for you. Deep down inside…he was hoping you’d knock on his door.

As if on cue, a gentle tapping echoed throughout his room. He took a deep breath before yanking open his door and smirking down at you as you stood in the entrance.

“Come in.” Theo gestured for you to step into his private dorm. You hesitated but walked inside with your hands clasped behind your back. Your nerves were plastered all over your face as your eyes scanned his bedroom. He had cleaned it, making sure it was utterly spotless. He didn’t want anything giving away what he was truly up to.

“Theodore…please accept my apology. I really am sorry that I reported you to Professor Slughorn. I was just doing what I’m told. I had to say something because I thought you…might be up to no good. I didn’t even stop to ask you what you needed the ingredients for. I just made assumptions and that was wrong of me.” You frowned and started to fidget with the hem of your skirt. Theo’s eyes couldn’t help but drift to the glimpse of your thighs that was revealed in your motions.

“You really got me into a mess. I hope you understand that. It’s great that I have…a way with words, and convinced our professor to just give me detention. He was going to kick me off the fucking Quidditch team! He mentioned possible expulsion! Do you really think “sorry” is enough to fix this? It’s not!” He paused. “I have something in mind though. Why don’t you take a seat.” He waved towards his bed and leered at you while you sank down on the edge of his mattress.

He had you right where he wanted you. Things were going perfectly and according to plan. Theo was practically vibrating with excitement over his possible win. He sat down beside you and noticed how you flinched as he reached behind you for the remote on his pillow. He stifled a chuckle as he placed the device in your hand.

“Why don’t you press play, Cara Mia.” He whispered in your ear and took in how you shivered beside him. Your hand shook uncontrollably as you raised the remote and aimed it at his television. You were reluctant to press the button until he cleared his throat which caused you to click play quickly.

He had his gaze glued to your face while you were focused on the TV. He took in each and every expression you made as tears welled in your pretty eyes and your breathing became erratic. Your hand covered your mouth in horror over your shower video that you were currently watching.

“Who knew you had all of that hidden under your uniform, Bella.” He cooed in your ear and you flung yourself away from him and stood up from the bed.

“You—you recorded me? Why? I already said I was sorry!” You shrieked as tears streamed down your adorable face.

“You can prove just how sorry you are to me. You almost got me expelled! You nor Professor Slughorn asked what I even intended to do with the ingredients I stole! Right away you saw me as the bad guy! Well…now I am the bad guy. Sit! Down!” He shouted and you swiftly obeyed as he turned off the television. He moved to kneel down on the floor in front of you and reached out to wipe the tears from your face but you smacked his hand away. He sighed in frustration after you turned down his attempt at kindness so he gripped your chin in his hand and forced you to look at him.

“You are going to do everything I tell you until my revenge is complete and it won’t be finished until I say it is. You won’t protest, you won’t say no to me, no ifs ands or buts. If you defy me in any way…I’ll show your little video to everyone in school. Do you understand me?” He growled in your face and you nodded frantically against his palm. He released your chin and gently brushed his thumb over your cheek.

“Wha—what do you want me to do? I—I’ll do your homework, I’ll give you my notes, I’ll help you study. I—I’ll assist you in any way just please, I’m begging you, don’t show that video to anyone. Please, Theodore.” More tears spilled from your eyes as he stood up to look down at you.

“Ha. You think I need help with school? No. No no no.” He tsked and peered into your eyes. “I want to have my way with you. You will meet me here every night exactly at 9pm and you will do whatever I say. There will be a few rules though. No kissing. Don’t leave any marks where people can see them. You can’t tell anyone about this. Finally, don’t catch feelings! After seeing your…video, how could I resist? You’re awfully tempting.” He helped you stand up as your face paled and jaw dropped. He couldn’t help but smirk when you struggled to form a coherent sentence.

“What’s the matter, Bella? Cat got your tongue?” He taunted as he removed your robe and pulled your tie over your head. He started to undo the buttons of your top when you stopped him by grabbing his wrist.

“Are—are you serious, Theodore? Sex? Th—that’s what you want?” He tilted his head at you when he noticed your lip quivering and fresh tears run down your devastated face. He felt a slight pang in his chest seeing how upset you were but he still wasn’t going to change his mind. You almost got him kicked out of school.

“Of course I am. I promise it won’t be so bad. You just have to do whatever I say. That’s all. If you misbehave in any way, I’ll share your video. All you gotta do is be a good girl and things will be fine. Okay. So…let’s begin.” He paused. “Take off your shirt.” He said sternly while you just glared at him, your expressions a mix of anger and distress over your new situation. Your hands trembled as you slowly undid one button at a time then hesitated before you slid the top from your shoulders and let the material fall down your arms. Now, you were just standing in your bra and skirt and he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. He loved how your lace bra perfectly hugged your breasts and his fingers itched to cup and play with your tits. He stalked closer to you and gently clasped your throat in his hand, your eyes growing wide as you gasped, before pushing you down to lay on his bed. Your legs still hung off the edge of the mattress as he moved to lay beside you. He took a moment to really take you in while he was propped up on his elbow before releasing your neck to run his fingers over your collarbone. He ran the back of his knuckles slowly up and down your chest. He repeated these soft motions hoping that it would help you relax but your body remained tense and you refused to look at him.

“Look at me.” He murmured softly in your ear. You shut your eyes tightly before turning your head to face him. You took a few deep breaths before opening your eyes for him. His hand finally cupped your boob and you hissed in a breath. He groaned over the softness of your breast blending perfectly with the texture of your bra. He palmed and caressed your chest as you trembled beside him. He switched to your other boob and you tried to hold back on a whimper.

“Merlin! You’re so sensitive. It’s okay…you can let it out. I want to hear you. Remove your bra for me, Bella.” He breathed in your ear and watched goosebumps spread across your skin. You stared up at the canopy of his bed as you lifted yourself up a bit to undo the clasps of your bra. You slipped it from your body and quickly covered your chest with your arms. He rolled his eyes as you laid back down next to him.

“I’ve already seen them before or should I play the video again to remind you?” He smirked and leaned in to pepper your neck with kisses.

“No! I just—I’m nervous alright!” You groaned in frustration as you slowly removed your arms from your chest and glued them to your sides. Your eyes were shut firmly and your breathing was shaky as you displayed just how nervous you were, your body stiff as a board.

“Relax, Bella. I’ve got you.” He whispered as his gaze drank in the beauty of your chest exposed to the cool air of his room. Your pretty nipples pebbled from the cold right before his eyes and his hand reached out to pinch one between his fingers. He brought his head down to slip the other into his mouth and you yelped from the warmth of his tongue. He pulled away from your body with a glare.

“Damn woman, you really are sensitive. Are you alright?” He asked with sincere concern.

“No! I’m not alright! That’s such a ridiculous question! This is just…it’s just too much for me. I said I was sorry and it didn’t help. Look at where my actions have gotten me.” More tears formed in your eyes and a part of him knew he had to comfort you. Sure he was pissed at you for snitching on him but something about you tugged at his heart. He couldn’t put his finger on it.

“Look, I accept your apology. Try to see things from my perspective. You almost got me expelled. How would you feel if you were me?” He asked as he moved to lay over you. Your face was inches away from his and you frowned.

“I wouldn’t do this to someone. I wouldn’t blackmail them. I—I don’t know what I would have done.” You said softly and looked away.

“Try and see it this way. The two of us are just blowing off steam and having a good time. No strings attached. You could do whatever you want to me. Try something you’ve never done before. As long as you’re good, your video is safe with me.” He rubbed your cheek with his thumb and you bit your bottom lip.

“I—I’ve…never done…any of this before.” You said sadly and sniffled.

“Wait…are you saying…you’re a virgin?” He asked as he sought out your eyes. You refused to make eye contact with him but you nodded without another word.

That’s what it was! Your innocence is what drew him in. He loved your reactions to being touched and thought you were absolutely adorable. He felt such a rush after knowing he was the first guy to see you like this. The thought of being your first made his heart pound in his chest.

“Fuck…you’re a gift, Bella.” He moaned as his lips claimed your neck once again. He buried his face against you, lavishing you with feverish kisses, as you whined and arched beneath him. He kissed from your neck to your collarbone down to your flushed chest. His tongue lapped out to lick and tease your stiff nipples, his mouth alternating from one to the other to suck on them hungrily. His hands gripped your sides to try and hold you in place but your writhing only turned him on even more. He stopped showering your breasts with attention and kissed down your stomach, his eyes falling on your skirt. You were panting and blinking rapidly as you lifted your head to watch him.

“Theodore? What are you about to do? What’s happening?” You looked so confused, disheveled, and aroused beyond recognition. Something in Theo snapped, in his eyes, you looked like a sexual goddess blessing his bed. For you, this was probably so overwhelming. So he made a decision in that moment. He would be merciful. He slid from the bed and knelt down on the floor between your legs. Your skirt shadowed what he desperately wanted to see, his hands snaking up your legs to rest on your thighs. You shivered from his touch and realization flashed in your eyes as you watched his hands slide further under your skirt.

“Call me Theo. I’m—I’m gonna make you feel good.” He murmured as he brought his lips to hover above your thigh, his warm breaths against your skin made your legs tremble in his hands. He gently caressed your thighs to attempt to soothe you but you still seemed to shiver no matter what he did. His hands explored the expanse of your skin as he reached under your skirt to wrap his fingers around the waistband of your lace panties. He tugged them out of place and you attempted to shut your legs around his head. He chuckled as he blocked you trying to shut him out with a firm hand on the inside of your thigh. You whimpered and covered your eyes for a moment as he moved closer and slowly lifted your skirt. He finished his work by completely removing your underwear and sticking them in his pocket. You frowned at him but didn’t protest as he moved further up between your legs.

“A man…has never tasted you before?” He asked breathlessly as he spread your legs even further.

“No.” You sniffled and watched him closely as he licked his lips. He brought his face closer to your cunt and smiled when he noticed just how wet you were.

“My my. For someone who doesn’t want this, you’re fucking soaked, Bella.” He chuckled.

“Shut up!” You huffed and let yourself fall back against his bed, your pretty face beet red. He placed one kiss where your beautiful leg met your glistening sex and you quivered as a soft moan escaped your lips. He leaned in and gently kissed the lips of your pussy and you gasped loudly, covering your face with your palms. Your wetness clung to his lips as he pulled away from you and he couldn’t help but lick them, his eyes widening over how sweet you tasted.

In that moment, he didn’t hesitate, Theo latched his mouth onto your dripping cunt and started to eat you out like a man starved. You tasted like the most delectable treat to ever bless his tongue and your scent was equally as intoxicating. He groaned into you as his hands moved to grip your hips. He was sure he left bruises on your delicate skin but he didn’t care, he felt utterly lost in you. Your moans echoed throughout his room, your hands were no longer on your face but gripped the sheets instead, your sensual body was writhing against him and his hungry mouth and he was savoring every second of it.

“You taste so fucking good!” He groaned against your dripping folds, your juices running down his chin to leave wet spots on his sweatpants. He let go of your hips to reach down and free his aching cock from his clothes. One hand wrapped around his length and started to pump furiously, matching the pace of his tongue. His free hand wrapped around one of your legs to reach your throbbing clit. His thumb rubbed circles on the sensitive bud while his tongue delved deeper into your innocent hole.

“Th—Theo! It’s—it’s too much! Oh fuck, I’m close! So close!” You cried while your fingers moved to grip his hair. Your hips ground urgently against his mouth and fingers and your desperate need had him stroking his cock even faster. He increased the pace of his thumb and watched as your back arched up from his bed. He quickly sucked on your aching clit and you cried out as you came on his tongue. With a few more pumps, his orgasm followed right behind you and he came all over the bedroom floor. That had never happened before. He got off just from eating you out. Something inside him felt hungry and primal and he just couldn’t stop himself. He gave your pussy one last kiss and you shuddered as he moved away from you to let you catch your breath.

He tucked his cock back into his boxers and looked up to gauge your reaction. You were staring blankly up at the bed canopy with your hand over your chest. He slowly moved to sit beside you and wiped your slick from his mouth as you tried to gain your composure.

“I—I can’t believe—that just happened.” You murmured.

“Are you alright?” Theo asked as he helped you sit up beside him. You nodded gently but wouldn’t make eye contact with him. You slowly stood up from the bed but he noticed the slight wobble in your legs as you moved to grab your bra and shirt. You eyed his pocket as you slipped on your clothes but he shook his head at you with a scoff.

“You’re not getting them back, Bella. I’m sure you won’t miss one pair of panties.” He smirked as you glared at him and put on your robe.

“Fine. Keep them.” You sighed heavily but he loved how your cheeks grew red over the thought of him keeping your underwear. He helped you walk to his door and he held it open for you.

“Same time tomorrow. Don’t be late.” He gripped your chin between his fingers and you blushed.

“I thought that…I thought you wanted to have sex with me.” You said softly as you finally looked into his eyes.

“Maybe another time, be glad I chose to be kind tonight. If I really wanted to, I could have had you screaming my name while I pound that pretty pussy of yours.” He smirked at you while your jaw dropped in shock.

“I—I can’t believe you just said that.” You said softly while your cheeks burned a bright red.

“I’ve got you thinking about now, don’t I?” He asked with a cocky smile on his face.

“N—no! I’m just—still shocked about all of this and what happened. I just wanna go to bed. I’ll umm—I’ll see you tomorrow.” You replied meekly and pulled your robe tighter around your body as you walked through his door.

“Oh! Don’t forget,” he called out to you, “make sure you don’t run into any prefects on your way back to your dorm. Wouldn’t want anyone catching you and thinking that you were up to no good.” He chuckled wickedly as your jaw dropped over his audacity.

He shut the door on you and listened as you stormed off down the hallway. When things were quiet, he quickly moved over to his television and moved a small plant he had on the stand. Hidden beside the leaves was his camera. He hit the rewind button then grinned when he pressed play and saw the video he had recorded. Everything the two of you had done tonight was captured on film and added to his list of blackmail material. He smiled viciously to himself as he put the device away. Yes, he was definitely going to have his way with you.

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My first Theo fic! I hope you like it because I have plenty more to come. It feels good to be writing again.🥹❤️

[heartsforvin]

hi, can you do an imagine where vinnie reacts to his girlfriend wearing revealing clothes for the first time, please

A BIT REVEALING

omg i love this idea !! thank you for the request <3

pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings; boner mention LOL , mentions of sex, vinnie being a freak (yk he is don’t even lie), cussing, i think that’s it but lmk if i missed anything

summary; you decide to buy a revealing outfit for the first time and get vinnie’s reaction

you took much needed ‘me time’ today and went out to the mall by yourself, just wanting to be alone for a bit.

vinnie begged to go with you, saying that you shouldn’t buy your own clothes, but you told him that you needed time to yourself, and he completely understood.

so now, here you are, in victoria’s secret, looking through some lingerie.

you weren’t buying it so vinnie would like it, although that could be a plus. you’re simply buying it for yourself.

searching through the store, you finally find a set that meets your eyes. a red lacy set that you knew would look absolutely stunning on you.

although you were buying it for yourself, you secretly hoped vinnie would love it just as much as you did.

the two of you haven’t been together for that long, so you haven’t bought anything like this before, let alone just wear more revealing clothes in general.

you grab the red lace set and continue your way through the store, seeing if there’s anything else you might want.

once you’re done, you head out of the mall and back to the parking lot, getting in your car and driving home.

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“baby, i’m home!” you shout from the front door once entering vinnie’s house.

you looked around the first floor for a minute before realizing nobody besides vinnie was home.

“hi, princess,” vinnie greets you, giving you a quick kiss before grabbing the bag that’s in your hands. “VS, huh?” he asks with a raise to his eyebrow.

you giggle at the boy and blush, suddenly feeling nervous at the fact he now knows what could possibly be in the bag.

vinnie grabs you by the waist and pulls the two of you up to his room, closing the door behind the two of you once you’re inside.

he sits on the bed with his legs crossed, a huge smile plastered on his beautiful face like he’s a little kid waiting for a present.

“what’s in the bag?” he asks, trying to guess what could possibly be inside.

you smile and bite your lip, placing the bag in his lap. vinnie tries to peer inside but you swat his hands away, making him pout.

“stop pouting or i wont show you.” you tell him, making vinnie wipe the pout off his face immediately.

he holds the bag by it’s sides while you pull out the lingerie set, vinnie’s eyes going wide once he see’s the red lace in all it’s glory.

you stand there with the clothing in your hand, a smile on your face while your boyfriend sits on his bed, mouth agape.

“well,” you start, trying to get the boy to speak. “do you like it?” you ask.

silence fills the room and suddenly you’re panicking, thinking he doesn’t like it, thinking that it’s a bit too revealing.

it is in a way. the whole outfit is lace, but the cups of the outfit are sheer, making your boobs clearly visible.

the bottom of the set is sheer as well, but not as much as the top, you could still see through it a bit, though.

“it’s too much, isn’t it? i can return it, o-or give it to a friend or something if you don’t like it.” panic washed over you once you realized the boy in front of you wasn’t speaking.

vinnie’s expression changed though, and before you knew it, it was almost like he wasn’t in shock at all by the material in your hands.

“put it on.” is all he said, but in the most low tone.

he stood up from the bed, making you back up a bit. he pulled you into him and kissed you. “i wanna see you in it, baby.”

his tone was so low, voice deeper than it usually was, making you a bit nervous, but in a good way.

kissing his cheek, you run into the bathroom, but stop once you feel a smack to your ass. you turn around and glare at him, vinnie just laughs.

after a few minutes you come out of the bathroom, covering yourself a bit.

vinnie holds his arms out for you, gesturing for you to come near him. once you do, you stop right in front of him, still covering yourself a bit.

this is completely new territory for both of you, and as much as you know vinnie already loves it, you can’t tell if you do yet.

“don’t cover yourself up, love. you look stunning.” your boyfriend compliments you, making you blush.

unwrapping your arms from yourself, you rest them at your sides, trying not to think about how you completely forgot the material was a bit see-through.

vinnie closes the space between the two of you, wrapping you up in his arms, chests pressed together with your hands around his neck and his a bit low on your hips.

“keep this,” he says, making you pull away from him, a smile on your face. his hands stay where they are, but move a bit lower. “you look hot.”

vinnie grabs the strap that lays on your shoulder and holds it while he looks down at you again.

he’s admiring you with a hint of staring. how could he not? his girlfriend is wearing the hottest outfit she ever has, he has to stare at least a little bit.

“you’re staring.” you tell him, like he doesn’t already know. vinnie places a finger on your lips to shut you up. “shh, just need a minute to admire you.”

you roll your eyes at his word change, but smile once he places his lips on yours. you lean into him, chest to chest, while you press against his body.

you pull back, your breath hitching when you look down and see the obvious imprint in his pants.

“really?” you ask the boy, gesturing to the visib boner in his sweats. “you’re a freak, you know that?” you ask with a laugh.

vinnie chuckled before kissing you once more. “better take that off then. before i rip it off you and fuck you all night.”

you blush at his bluntness, but also loving that side of him. you press up against him again, making him grip your hips and groan at the feeling.

you soon walk away, making sure to sway your hips a bit so he gets a little show. a few minutes later you come out of the bathroom in one of vinnie’s tshirts and boxers.

“still look hot,” he says, making you hit his chest with a smile. “i’m serious! you can wear anything and still look fucking gorgeous.”

you kiss him softly and then thank him for the compliment, pulling him into his bed with you.

you snuggle up to him and then whisper in his ear. “you want my help with that?” you ask, vinnie blushes.

he’s about to respond but gets interrupted by hera jumping on his bed and snuggling up to the two of you.

“nevermind, our daughter’s here.” you say, grabbing the cat and rolling over to the other side.

hera lays beside you, but vinnie pulls your shoulder so you face him. “we can just kick her out,” he says, a wide grin on his face. “come on, please.” he asks.

you roll your eyes. “go to bed, you sex freak.” you say, turning over and cuddling hera again.

vinnie huffs and pulls you into him, you maneuver yourself so you’re nice and comfortable in his arms, unfortunately moving your ass on him.

“i hate you,” he says, but you just smile. “and i’m not a sex freak.”

you giggle and vinnie can feel your body move in his arms, making him smile. “i love you, vin.” you tell him.

“ i love you too, y/n. goodnight, pretty girl.” he replies before the two three of you drift off into sleep.

hi hi hi !!! i hope you liked this !!!! i really enjoyed writing it and thank you again for the request ! <33

also , gonna try to get another imagine out today but don’t count me on it (just look out for it in case i do) but if i don’t , definitely either wednesday or thursday for sure !!

[callsign-dexter]

Night Ride Rescue

Request: hey

I was wondering if you could please write a Maverick x daughter reader where she is out riding her bike a little later at night and she notices this car following her. She starts to get freaked out and petaled faster to see if it would leave but it didn’t. Maybe it turns into they get out of the car and try to chase her (your choice) so she runs into the first place she can find and it happens to be the hard deck. Possibly penny sees her and with penny being friends (not in a relationship but just good friends, maybe penny is still married to Amelia’s dad?) with Mav she goes over to see what is wrong, after she calls and demands maverick come down and fast. He does and he sees his daughter upset so he comforts her she tells him what happened and he is just so protective and loving and he just makes her feel so safe.

maybe the reader is like 8

maybe the second movie

thank you so much and it is completely your choice

Pairings: Maverick x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, mentions of cheating (not on reader)

Maverick trusted his daughter whole heartedly, he knew she would do the right thing even though she was only 8-years-old. Of course he cared about her safety but knew she knew how to defend herself thanks to him and everyone else teaching her self-defense. Everyone lived in close proximity to each other so she knew she could run to anyone when she needed help or call anyone when she was home alone and her dad was out for few.

When Y/N asked if she could go see her friend, Emma Floyd who was Bob's little sister who he got custody of, he said yes and let her ride her bike over.

"Hey, Dad?" She asked walking downstairs to where her dad sat at the kitchen table working on some stuff for work.

"Yes, Darling?" He asked looking up to see his look alike coming towards him.

"I was wondering if I could go over to Emma's. I have some homework I need help with." She said and he thought about it and nodded his head.

"That is fine with me, Darling." He said "Be safe and be sure to call if you don't feel safe or need to come pick you up." He finished off and she nodded her head.

"You got it, Dad. Thank you so much." She said bounding over and hugging him tightly around the neck. She truly did love her dad with all of her heart and would never disobey him.

She arrived and set her bike down and walked to the front door and knocked. Bob was the one to open the door and greet the girl.

"Hey, Y/N/N. You here to see Emma?" He asked her and she nodded her head.

"Yes sir." She said being polite even though she knew this man and loved him like an uncle. Also her daddy taught her to be polite to anyone she met even if she already knew them.

"Y/N we talked about this you don't have to call me sir." Bob said as he let her into his house.

"I'm sorry Bob. Force of habit." She said taking her backpack of and smiled at him and he smiled back.

"Oh I know kid." Bob said and hugged her and then called Emma down and the two girls embraced each other and then they scurried off upstairs. Bob texted Maverick.

Bob: Y/N is here.

Maverick: Thank you for letting me know.

Bob: Anytime sir.

She stayed over there for a few hours and they laughed, gossiped. and helped each other with some homework. "Did you see what Nathan posted on Instagram?" Y/N asked Emma.

"Oh yea. I saw. Do you think Eva knows that he is cheating on her?" Emma asked her friend.

"If she does then she's not acknowledging it. Did you expect anything less from him? After all he is the most popular kid and the star football player." Y/N asked

"Absolutely not. He's just a player. You know he tried to hit on me the other day." Emma said while looking up from her homework.

"What?! No! Why didn't you tell me?" You asked her gasping in shock.

"I meant to but we were at practice and then it just slipped my mind." Emma said looking up.

"He tried to hit on me too and kiss me." Y/N said and Emma gasped.

"No way! When was this?!" Emma asked

"The same day you got hit on." She said

"Damn. He really is a player." Emma said and Y/N nodded her head.

It was getting late and she wanted to be home, even though it was Friday night she loved being with her dad. As she was getting ready to leave Bob had stopped her.

"I can drive you home." Bob told her and she shook her head.

"Thank you but I'm ok. I like riding my bike. It helps me clear my head and I like the fresh air." You told him and chuckled.

"You are so like your dad." He said with a chuckle as she stood her bike up. "If you have any trouble call any of us or ride to The Hard Deck." Bob said and she nodded.

"You got it Bob." She said and hugged him. "Have a good night and I'll see you later." She said as she got on her bike.

"You have a good night as well." He said and watched her ride off until she was out of sight and then walked back into the house. Bob texted Maverick

Bob: Your daughter has just left my house and is on her way home. She refused to let him drive her, claimed that she liked riding her bike. Said it helps her clear her head and that she likes the fresh air.

Maverick: Damn she really is my daughter.

Bob: That she is.

As Y/N was riding back to her home she noticed that a car was following her and was making every turn she was making. At first she thought it was just a coincidence but when they started to speed up is when she got scared so she started to pedal faster. She was 30 minutes away from her house but was only 2 minutes away. So she set her course for the well known bar and her a person she considered her aunt, her Aunt Penny.

She heard them stop and thought she was in the clear when she heard the door shut. She looked back and saw a fairly large built man get out and started chasing her. She was 30 seconds out from The Hard Deck. She started yelling at her. Once she got in the proximity of the well known bar she ditched her bike on the front deck and ran in she looked panicked and then Penny saw her and the look on her face. Penny told the bartender she would be right back and walked to the youngest Mitchell. "Honey, what's wrong?" She asked but Y/N was looking behind her and tears started to form "Y/N. What happened?" She asked again and led her to the back office, she dropped her backpack onto the couch and sat down.

"Someone was following me when I was leaving Emma's. Then then when I was 30 seconds out from here they got out of the car and started to chase me. This was the closest place." Y/N started to cry and hung her head and she hugged the little girl. "I want dad." She said and Penny nodded.

"You stay here and I'll go call him." Penny said and Y/N nodded her head. Penny walked outside and dialed Maverick's number he answered on the first ring.

"Penny?" Maverick answered confused

"Pete you need to get down to The Hard Deck now." Penny said in a stern voice.

"What? Why?" Maverick asked really confused

"Y/N is here. She said that someone was following her on her way home and this was the closest place. She wants you. We're in the office when you get here. I'm sure the cameras picked up the men, car, and license plate." Penny told him and Maverick could've sworn his heart dropped.

"I'll be there in a minute." Maverick said and they hung up.

Penny walked back in and into the office. "Y/N/N?" She asked and she looked up.

"Is dad on his way?" She asked and Penny nodded. Fresh tears rolled down her face. True to his word Maverick strolled into the office to find his daughter crying and Penny trying to comfort her.

"Y/N?" Maverick asked and she looked up and saw him she got up and practically tackled him to ground but he stood still. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly. She buried her head into his chest and cried. He looked up at Penny. "Thank you so much." He said and she nodded her head.

"Anything for a friend. You know I love her. I'm gonna leave you both alone. Take as much time as you need." She said and Maverick thanked her as she walked out and shut the door. Maverick's attention turned back to his daughter.

"Darling tell me what happened." He said and pulling away from her and they sat down on the couch and she looked him in the eye and told him everything.

"I should've taken Bob's offer and let him drive me home. I was riding home and then I noticed a car following me, I thought nothing of it then they started to speed up. They were making every turn I made. They stopped and I thought I was in the clear but then one dude got out and started to yell at me and chase me. This was the closest place so I came here. I left my bike on the front deck. I was so scared dad." She finished and hung her head. Maverick was mad but not at her. He gently lifted her chin.

"You did the right thing. You're not in trouble, I promise. I'll always rescue you no matter what." Maverick said and brought her into a hug which she returned gladly. "Are you ready to go home?" He asked and she nodded her head into his chest and he smiled and placed a kiss on her head.

Father and daughter got up from the couch and Maverick grabbed her backpack and they were off too his truck. They walked out of the front door and they grabbed her bike. When they got to the truck they put it in the bed, Maverick put her backpack in the backseat while she got in. Maverick got in and started the truck and they were headed home. When they got home they got ready for bed and Maverick let her sleep in his bed. He cuddled his daughter like he would lose her if she was out of his sight and she almost was and that scared him.

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A few days later Penny called Maverick back and said that police caught the men. This wasn't the first time they tried to kidnap a little girl and they had been successful twice. Thanks to The Hard Deck's camera being so good and Penny's husband being persistent on getting the good quality ones. Maverick was relived and now his daughter to could ride safely again. When he told his daughter she let out a sob and hugged her father, and he returned that hug and kissed her head. He is going to protect his daughter at all costs.

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Thoughts on My Adventures with Superman S2 episode 3

It's Cool seeing Clark unlock a New power each episode, however correct me if I'm Wrong, but I don't remember Superman having the power to Summon a protective Aura around in order to Sheild him and other people, it's probably a Power that came from the Newer comics but in my opinion, it just kinda Defeats the whole purpose of him being "The Man of Steel" if this makes him even more invulnerable, I'll probably get used to it eventually, but for now it's Not my cup of Tea, However I do LOVE the way the show handles his powers and introduces them to us very Slowly, kinda reminds me of how the CW would do the same thing for the FLASH, before the show eventually became Trash, Making this Show even more of a Banger than it already is ^^ (also love the little nod to Cyborg here )

Either General lane is COMPLETELY Oblivious or he Really doesn't have the possibility of Clark being Superman due to how EASY it would be, So he Rules out the possibly of him immediately, or maybe Does know and is just messing with him to see how he reacts

METALO!? Omg it so awesome to see this character make an Appearance I wonder how far they will go with this character, will be like the killer android from the animated series and comics, or will it be something different, I'm really excited to find out, however I DO HATE the design for most of the mechanical Villains in this show, Don't get me wrong it's a great design, I'm just not feeling the whole Gundam/Eva vibe here myself, hopefully they'll Fix this in later episodes of S2, however I guess I'm just gonna have to be stuck with it for now

Nice to see Vickie vale Return and I'm really glad that the show is still Bringing in more DC Characters as it continues like Silas Stone, and Jonathan irons, maybe We WILL get to see other heroes down the line, especially for Next season if it's Announced, I SO Can't wait to see who they decide to bring in Next for the whole Season, also Why is Vickie Vale even here, She lives in a whole other city with a much cooler Superhero, so why even come to metropolis? unless of course you're sick of being the Bats damsel 😏 or maybe she just loves to Troll Perry

Livewire is Literally Superman's version of Shocker from Spider man, the fact that they don't really HATE their Superhero but rather just find them really Annoying is Just so funny to me, and I really love the look she Gives Superman here like "Omg Why are you here, why is it Always you, Why can't you just leave me alone?!" Is just Hilarious ^w^

Glad to see that STEEL is here but in all honesty, I'm Not a complete fan of his design, I get that it's Supposed to be a prototype or something but in my opinion most of the designs in this show are either hit or miss, with the most of them being Misses, however I Do like a few designs from this show, like Parasite and Silver banshee and even the Superman suit itself, but the majority are Always a Miss, especially with these Stupid ASS Robot designs, I understand their purpose and Why they're here, but c'mon, you couldn't come up with anything else, I mean even Ultimate Spider man, a show Absolutely despise, has way better character designs, So what the hell? I hope this gets fixed later during Season 2, especially Since we know Brainiac is coming Very soon ^^

Seriously What is this Power? So far It seems to just give him the ability to contain/Shield against anything of Major damage, and while I'm not gonna deny that it's a very cool, it just doesn't feel like Superman to me, maybe with time it will, but as for now Not a total fan, as long they don't decide to give him anything Stupid like the Ability to rebuild walls with his vision or to freaking Rewind time like the Christopher Reeve's Superman, I think we'll be ok 😅😅 also I Love that they're Humanizing their villains and really giving us a reason to Sympathize with them, like I felt bad for Thomas Weston at the end, I mean he didn't MEAN for this to happen, he just wanted to BEAT his competition

I Really love the parallels Set up between these 2; While they're both clearly trying to keep the other in the loop of their life, they both have a Secret they're withholding from each other, While Clark is Trying to tell lois about his cousin, Lois will be trying to tell clark about her job offer, resulting in the drama continuing to build for these 2, and maybe eventually end in disaster, with I think neither of them revealing their secret properly and lois maybe leaving Metropolis, leaving Clark with Kara and her working in Gotham maybe we'll see the Bat In Season 3👀

This is LITERALLY Jessie eisenberg's version of Lex, Just Treated way better, I mean we're already seeing him unfold into the Big Villain he's meant to be, with him already achieving Lex Corp, and Now having an entire army of evil robots, that im sure will probably be infused with Kryptonite as a way to kill Superman, I gotta say I'm loving his character arc so far and I really can't wait to see how he turns Evil, I even have theory of he'll lose hair due to going completely crazy, because I heard that one of the signs of insanity, is SHAVING your hair completely, now he may just lose it in a Freak accident or maybe even just shave it for charity, But can you imagine if he shaves his hair off due to his hatred toward Superman and because he's losing his Sanity of his former self, That would be pretty AWESOME, and interesting to see

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Hi! Do you have any TWST friendship headcanons about the dormheads? They are definetely a chaotic friend group!

Also love your art! It's so pretty!!

OH ABSOLUTELY. First of all, Thank you so much!! THat makes me so happy to hear ;;v;; ONTO SHENANIGANS: A LOT if not pretty much all of this falls into non-canon-compliant territory, and I'm only partway through Book 5 so I could either totally guess soimething or completely mess something up, but here are my braincells

Vil and Leona: I LOVE these two. I think they have some of the most fantastic worstie to bestie potential. And in a weird way??? I think Vil is the kind of person Leona needs? Like, Vil can be a little too harsh, and in my personal opinion too much of a perfectionist (Not for the character tho, just if he was a real person xD As a character trait its 10/10 good writing) but the fact that he refuses to stop seeing the potential in Leona??? Thats something that I really think Leona NEEDS. People who are like "What are you talking about? You have the possibility to be so much if you just tried." Like that last part is harsh yeah, but I think Vil really has this... he has this Rook-like ability to believe in the potential of other people in a way that isn't actually as cynical as it comes across. If he learned to work more with Leona than against him, I actually think the two of them would have such a strong power duo potential.

Leona needs to see Vil for the Roses rather than the Thorns. He needs to see more of what Vil is SAYING, where he's coming from rather than just the words themselves. I think if Leona really comprehended how much Vil believed in him, like, ACTUALLY believed in him, i think he would be genuinely moved, genuinely shook and full of wonder that somebody saw so much potential in him, as so much more than being a failure or a freak.

However I think if they actually became friends Epel might have to take a week off for mourning because he could no longer go to Leona to escape the wrath of Vil xD

Idia and Malleus: Okay so starsending started me on this one, I think they would actually really vibe. Idia is an introverted Loner, he has a hard time with high energy people who make a lot of noise. Mallues CAN be a lot, but honestly he tends to... not be. Its more like the A Lot follows him. ei when he interacts with Yuu and essentially just ends up being a nerd. The specific image i've had in my head, is i feel like Idia could play animal crossing with Malleus watching him, and the two of them could vibe for H O U R S. Malleus would make the occasional comment or go on the occasional tangent, but he seems less like he needs people to engage with him sometimes, and sometimes just like he needs people to listen. And Idia isn't actually that bad at engaging with people!! He's got internet friends (lilia lol) which means he does know something about sustaining relationships and talking to people I also think that Malleus would probably find Idia's way of talking fascinating SLDFKJSDLGJSLDJG. As long as he wasn't mocked for not understanding, he'd probably find it downright interesting to listen to Idia explain internet memes from 2010 and talk about the history of Loss. I also think that Idia could really be a safe and quiet spot for malleus when things are hard. I feel like part of Malleus's frustrations, and why we see him run away from Sebek and Silver, despite both of them being family he obviously loves, is that, with the exception of Lilia, Both of them make a BIG DEAL out of things. Silver tends to be quieter and less explosive, but they both do. Sometimes I think Malleus just wants to be alone to process, or not be pestered or questioned. I think Idia could potentially be that safe and quiet spot where he's ready to listen, but not necessarily interested in making a big deal about it. If they became better friends he might not even ask, just offer quiet empathy.

Kalim and Leona: -Spoilers for Leona's Union bday card, since it hasn't released in English yet- OH BOY.... THESE TWO. First of all!!! ANother relationship that I think could do a lot of good for Leona??? Kalim doesn't really need him for anything, but he's a well of low expectation positivity, somebody who I can see dragging Leona out to do things, or even just, once in a while so honestly state the worth he sees in Leona that it causes Leona to stutter and pause. Like, Leona's union bday card mentioning that he'd have Kalim with him on a deserted Island cause people would come ot rescue Kalim....... O U CH??????? There's a running Narrative that Kalim doesn't really see the value in himself, and this would be another person (like Azul) who would contradict that. Leona sees a more cynical version of his value, but its still value all the same. And Leona likes to gripe and groan, but he's adopted like, half the characters who are younger than him, I don't think he's immune to Kalim Al-Asim at ALL. It doesn't help that Leona is already a Tsunderely doting uncle, I can see Kalim triggering the Uncle-Instincts in him sometimes... or a lot. The loud and upbeat disposition Similar to Cheka's wouldn't help. Specifically, because I've thought about these two being friends before, I've always loved this idea of a post book 4 sequence where Kalim like, kind wanders into the greenhouse to find somewhere to cry privately, but he runs into leona napping. Leona doesn't really want to deal with Kalim, so while he's blubbering through his explanation he's just like "Fine you can chill here as long as you're quiet" Kalim accepts... but Leona has beastman hearing, so even what might be considered reasonably quiet is loud to him, and he eventually caves and asks whats up. Just to get Kalim to shut up eventually. I think maybe I had a conclusion or an idea for what advice leona would give kalim, but I don't remember it at the moment, but yeah just. Them :) I think their dynamic could be really interesting.

Malleus and Leona: So ya'll who saw my whumptobers already know I have some bad braincells for these two clowns. I think they are jealous of each other, because they think the other has what they want, they think that they see the other squandering the gifts they've been given, being fools and idiots who don't appreciate what they have. Leona craves being accepted, having the crown, having the power to fix what he sees that is wrong, to actually have and impact in people's lives, to matter and to fit in. Malleus craves normality, he craves to be one of the masses, just another man among many, he doesn't wish for power, and he cares little for the catastrophic effect he can have on other people, he just wants to be invited. He just wants to be included. Leona sees Malleus as having the power to do what matters. Malleus sees Leona as having the gift of Normality and camaraderie. Ultimately they're both miserable where they're at (though not entirely. Leona loves his squad, Malleus loves his family, both of them have things they'd never dare give up.) and they think if they just had what the other had, they would achieve the things they deserve and desire. I think both of them would have to sort through a LOT of emotions if it ever clicked for them just how similar they are. They're of course seeing each other through rose colored glasses. Leona is not an everyman, he's feared by his own family, Malleus is not all powerful, he cannot stop the tick of death. Leona is persecuted for being "less than" his brother, Malleus is held so far above everybody else he can't be reached. This would take some time for both of them to process, but I think once they did there would be a chance for them to become good allies, and potentially even really good friends. THose are my main braincells!! I honestly think that making any of the dorm leaders interact is fantastic food for thought and relationship building. I would love to think over what it'd be like to grow a friendship between Azul and Riddle, or Vil and Malleus. Leona and Azul would be INCREDIBLE and fascinating!!! Like man, there's so much to work with in TWST. I realized this might be a little to the left of your question ^^;; Haha, If you were asking about more like, I guess lighearted headcanons, I'm not sure I have any yet!! But I'm sure with time I totally could :) Writing or playing with TWST characters intimidated me for a bit there, since the quality of the writing of the game was SO GOOD I felt there was no way I could do it justice. Now I feel a lot less intimidated, so i feel like I'm more likely to dig my hands into shenanigans and thoughts.

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hi friends :) i’ve been putting this off HARD due to obvious circumstances in the fandom recently and strong opinions that have been circulating.

unfortunately it’s not possible for me to do so anymore that my inbox is filled with 160+ requests with sexual content. from my standpoint; this situation is incredibly bizarre and concerning. the infantilization of three 20 year old men is weird as fuck standing by itself, let alone coming from 14, 15, 16 year old girls. i myself as an adult can promise you that they are more disturbed by adolescents feeling the need to mother them rather than any content that could be written about them. i promise! with my most gentle and sincere intentions, i’d like those reading this to please stop and think.. and think deep. these are not minors. these are not people that are actively speaking out against “being sexualized”, - in fact, they made multiple videos of them reading content of themselves willingly and matt even made multiple joking requests to ‘make them weirder’.. if they had a genuine grievance i promise you that they would not willingly, and multiple times at that, read these types of things and record it and put it out. obviously in the fan fiction videos they are uncomfortable- and it would be bizarre if they weren’t! considering their fanbase is primarily minors! it would be concerning if they were eating it up! obviously they’re not going to be swaying their feet and giggling? please, let’s get a grip. the violent defense against writing for them (which by the way, may i add, if you do not want to read it / are made uncomfortable by the content, you can SCROLL! just swipe your finger up across the screen! hope that helps!) is beyond disturbing. and, they find it comical as well; nick just commented on a tiktok yesterday regarding sexual audios saying “they’re gonna quit” laughing his ass off at how insane some of u are.. they do not care. i’m sorry! they don’t. if they knew that peoples addresses were being leaked and people were being threatened with death over the head of FANFICTION about them they would be absolutely appalled: leaps and bounds more appalled than they would be if they were to read any pieces (which they aren’t, might i add: if you think chris and matt sturniolo have tumblr / google ao3 please get on meds). these are adults. GROWN ADULTS. i promise you that they do not need the defense of 11-16 year old girls. if they were bothered by this they would have explicitly spoken out at this point. the fanfiction video was not the cry for help that you all think it was. AND. they are so fucking busy; fan fictions written about them are at the bottom of their give a fuck list. infantilization of men older than you is WEIRD. every single male that has ever been on the internet has had fan fiction written about them and world war three did NOT start! your behavior is insane and embarrassing. nick matt and chris think you’re bizarre. they can defend themselves.

please losen the fuck up. please.

and : i’ve been lurking for a LONG long time. and i can very much confirm that some of these freaks making these posts and coming out against this were liking, requesting and even posting shit even worse than what they’re coming out against before it was a trend to be a weirdo infantilizating freak!! you know who you are!!!

as far as my account goes; i am unfortunately scared for my safety to post that content as people have literally had their personal information leaked.. and if you do not see an issue with that i am begging you to delete tumblr, unfollow the triplets and put the phone down. they would hate u and so do i. 💕

note: incest fics and nick fics with a female are absolutely fucking repulsive and are not okay!! that is a completely different story. i’m not okay with that i just want to make that clear .

if you have a different view that’s okay. block me or scroll! or read in secret and accidentally like one of my posts again! that’s okay too! love you i’ll write soon

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Hihi! I saw you were taking requests and so I was wondering if I could have Poe or Sigma fluff (and maybe angst if you're up for it, you don't have to!) hcs? Like where you are sick or smth and they take care of you? And possibly how they make you feel better? Can I also be 🍥 anon if you're okay with it?

Whew, back to writing requests. Sorry for the long wait, but my brain shut down after I finally finished that Christmas event. I'll try to get on with the requests still waiting in my inbox!

Anyway, fluff is absolutely my specialty, and these two dorks are the perfect characters to take care of a sick s/o! I had the idea floating around in my brain, so I added an accidental confession for Poe as well <3

Edgar Allen Poe and Sigma taking care of a sick reader~

As usual, snatched the images off Pinterest

Poe

🤎🦝 Poor Poe freaked out when he heard you were sick. He immediately rushed over to your house and insisted on taking care of you! It doesn't matter how many times you try to push him away and tell him he'll get sick too, he's determined to take care of you!

🤎🦝 The reason for this is that Ranpo gave him the idea. Poe wanted to know how he could win your affections, and Ranpo suggested that he should go and see if you needed care, since you called in sick that morning.

🤎🦝 So now you're being forced to lay on the couch while Poe spoon-feeds you soup that he made himself. I don't see why you would complain, except if you're one of those Akutagawa kinnies that won't admit you're sick until you're dead.

🤎🦝 Poe insists on doing everything for you. To be fair, he is a pretty big help, considering it feels like someone fucked with the Earth's gravity settings and turned them all the way up. Oh, and you're delirious with fever, so no amount of willpower is going to make you able to do chores.

🤎🦝 As you feared, Poe gets sick too. Somehow, he still managed to drag himself to your place, so now you're both lying inert on different couches with a bad flu. You have some absolutely hilarious conversations while you're both completely out of it with fever hallucinations. Unfortunately, you probably won't remember them.

🤎🦝 After a few days of this bullshit, you're starting to feel better. Poe isn't, but your head is starting to clear. One night, you wake up to him rambling on and on about something to Karl. As you listen, you realize he's talking about you.

🤎🦝 "Oh Karl... What am I to do?" *Karl noises* "Yes I suppose you're right... You're so wise, Karl!" *More Karl noises*

🤎🦝 If he didn't talk to Karl like this all the time, you'd probably suspect that the fever had addled his brain to the point of no return. You decide to speak up and see what this nonsense is all about.

🤎🦝 "Hey, Poe, what are you going on about?" "Y/N! You're awake?" "Obviously. Now what are you asking Karl about?" "Oh, I was just trying to figure out what to do about my feelings for you." "...your what?"

🤎🦝 It takes a moment for Poe to realize what he just said. Once he does, he hides under the the blanket for ages. He refuses to come back out and speak to you for the rest of the day. He won't even eat! He's going to need lots of reassurance after such an embarrassing mishap!

Sigma

🤍🎰 Sigma doesn't really have a lot of time on his hands, being the manager of the casino and all. So, when he hears that you're sick, he has an existential crisis. Should he take care of you? Stay? What if he gets sick too? Can the casino run smoothly without him?

🤍🎰 Seeing how worried he is, some of the people working directly under him (I couldn't think of a good word, ok? Leave me alone-) convince him to go look after you. They can handle running the casino in his absence.

🤍🎰 Let's get one thing straight: Sigma is a fabulous caretaker. He just has the instinct for it, I guess. You'll be perfectly fine under his care. He gets you any medicine you need, cooks for you, does chores, and anything else you need. He has absurd multitasking skills, and will keep everything neat and orderly to ensure your speedy recovery.

🤍🎰 He is an absolute sucker for you, so you could probably get away with a lot while sick. You want him to read to you? On it. You want him to sing you to sleep? He'll try his best. He won't do anything that could get him sick, though, so no physical contact. Sorry, but he can't afford to get sick too.

🤍🎰 He is rigorous about keeping your stress to a minimum. He sets limits on who can visit you, how often they can visit, and for how long. He's like your nurse or something. You know Madam Pomfrey from the Harry Potter series? Yeah he's like that.

[louisisalarrie]

I often think about the situation where the boys had their last performance at the XF in December 2015 and the boys were hugging Hel*ne in the changing room and H was looking at L incessantly. It hurts me so much because L looks completely bitter and sad and H looks like he feels guilty in a way. Do you think he did? L once said in an interview that he felt completely gutted after the end because the band was everything to him. How did H feel at that time? I think he knew he had a good chance of becoming a successful solo artist. Do you think they were close during that time or was it a problematic time in their relationship? At the time, L was stuck in bg and a PR relationship and everything kind of fell apart. That must have been very, very painful for him. Do you think H got through it with him or do you think the two of them became estranged during that time? I haven't been in fandom as long as you have and I'm working through a lot of things from that time. Thank you for your opinion on this❤️

hiiiiiiya! there’s a lot to work through, if you need more resources let me know! But thanks for coming to chat! 🧡

Look I think they got through it together. Knowing everything we know about H and L as individuals, and their relationship, I don’t think Harry would’ve just called it quits/took a major step back from louis during that time. It was obviously a very stressful time and very frustrating and heartbreaking and louis loved one direction so damn much, it’s so clear to see it in his eyes and behaviour that he wasn’t okay. I’m sure all the boys supported each other through that time too though - Harry was much more assured to have a solo career that would be at least somewhat successful, whereas the others didn’t really immediately have a fresh and experienced team around them preparing them to go out on their own. I’m sure Niall and Liam were both freaking out a bit too, ya know?

I think H took a bit of the blame and felt very guilty because he had a plan and louis didn’t really. And louis, after years of closeting and being called talentless and every other name under the sun, now had to go out on his own without his partner and best friends, and with a very shitty stunt on his shoulders. If I were him, I would’ve absolutely spiralled. I think they were all as supportive as possible of each other but Harry would’ve felt ridiculously guilty and louis would’ve felt ridiculously alone.

And Harry was being groomed for at least a year at that point by the Azoffs and others to pull him into a solo career - I can imagine they were already laying the groundwork and providing him with steps of a plan and promises to let him come out now that 1d was over. And I’m sure it all looked really tempting for Harry and there may have been talks about having louis come out with him when his solo career was established, and that pushed louis into making his own name and doing his own stuff because he’s very stubborn and driven and didn’t wanna be just the boyfriend to a successful popstar, in the shadows once again.

Anyway you are correct, it was all very messy and yucky and would’ve put a MASSIVE strain on their relationship, but I think Harry would’ve tried to do everything he could for louis and louis would’ve understood and supported Harry even though his own career was very unsure.

[lythea-creation]

Caught on Camera - Shams x fem reader (Chapter 1)

summary: In a world full of wannabe influencers, (f/n) prefers to be a private person. But as Shams doesn't seem to care much about ones privacy, the two of them have quite a lot to discuss.

warnings: same theme as the series

word count: 975

Author's note: Feel free to check out my Masterlists and make requests. No reposting please! Reblogging, comments and requests are always appreciated <3 If you like the story/my writing, please don't be shy to say it via comments or asks! It takes you a few seconds and might make my day. It's the best appreciation you can show to a writer you like.

requested? Yes

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In a time where social media were basically ruling the world, people thought of me as weird for avoiding them most of the time. It was not like I was completely against them. I just did not feel the need to post my life. Actually I thought that people who were posting their life were not content enough with it to just enjoy it. Instead they had to waste it on making everyone believe they were being as perfect as possible.

Nevertheless I came along with my classmates, even the most popular ones like Tasneem and Hiba. I was simply a private person. Therefore I was alone a lot of the time as well, sometimes hanging out with Nadeen.

I liked her attitude, standing up for herself and others, staying true to herself.

Although that was also what got me caught up in this mess of sitting outside in the burning sun to make a stand. The irony of it all was that Nadeen, Shams and I were the only ones outside at the end, though we did not care that much about our phones.

To be honest I did not really know what to think about Shams. On the one hand she seemed to be nice, offering us food and talking to us, and I was curious because I barely knew anything about her. On the other hand I did not like the fact that she was carrying around a camera all the time. It kinda made me feel watched. Like I had to be on guard to make sure she was not filming me.

“What are you up to today? Wanna hang out?”, Nadeen asked me when the school bell rang for the last time.

“Sure”, I agreed. “But please no more horror movies.”

“Why not? Your reactions are too good to miss out on”, she proclaimed with a chuckle.

“It's not my fault that I take movies too seriously. Of course the scary ones freak me out”, I justified myself.

“Though they're not even scary”, Nadeen shot back.

���How about you tell my dreams exactly that?”, I suggested, now laughing myself.

In the end she persuaded me to watch another one. I just could not say no to her when she offered to let me sleep over because that was always my condition for watching horror movies with her. It was hard to fall asleep if I was alone afterwards.

“What are you watching?”, I wondered when Nadeen was laughing about something on her phone.

“It's one of Sarah's videos. But this one is actually funny”, she enlightened me and rewound it to let me see the beginning as well.

It was about different types of girls at our school. She depicted me as the artsy fangirl which I could not deny. After all I was always scribbling away at some quick sketches or short stories about my favorite book and movie characters.

But when the video showed The Critic, which was obviously supposed to be Nadeen. Honestly I could not understand how Sarah could post something like that about Nadeen, considering they were friends.

The hurt was written all over Nadeen's face before she quickly hid it behind a nonchalant mask.

“It's blowing up”, I noticed.

Her views, likes and comments were basically exploding the more time passed. It was insane.

And on the next day Sarah moved on from invisible to absolute spotlight.

I tried to stay close to Nadeen as Sarah did not seem to take any interest in talking to her friend, now that she had other options. That was one of many reasons to hate social media. But never mind.

My eyes moved away from Sarah as I observed my environment. It was nothing unusual for me to do. From time to time it could be useful. That way I could stay out of the trouble and drama.

But this time I did not like what I saw.

Quickly I made my way over to Shams. “Were you just filming us?”, I accused her.

The others were too busy crowding Sarah to notice our discussion.

“Why does it matter?”, Shams remarked.

“I didn't allow you to film me”, I pointed out.

“So what? Everybody is running around filming nowadays. Why is it different when I do it with a real camera instead of a phone?”, she considered.

“I don't care about the kind of camera. Just delete it”, I requested.

“I'll cut you out of it if you stop bugging me. And don't chat it around. People behave differently when they're aware of being filmed.”

“Why should I do that? I don't owe you anything”, I declared.

“Look. Maybe you don't like what I'm doing, but I'm just expressing myself through art like you do”, she claimed.

“What are you talking about?”, I inquired.

“Your sketches and stories. I haven't read any of them, but it's obvious that you're passionate about them. So you should be able to see my point”, she resonated.

“You truly are a stalker”, I noted, taking a step closer to her.

Somehow this discussion had quickly become heated and despite my anger I had to admit that I was feeling a pull toward her.

“I'm a film maker. That's the point. By the way, you're the only one that cares. Everybody else is way too busy with their petty online lives and little drama. So can you just let it go? I promise to cut you out. It's for the sake of art”, she stated.

For a moment we were staring each other down, contemplating what to do next. And for some reason it became harder and harder to stay close. So I gave in.

“Fine”, I grumbled and stormed off.

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Next Chapter

i decided to make this one a fanfiction with rather short chapters, so you guys won't have to wait as long to read another one as I don't know how much time I'll have to write. Thanks to sunwoniie for requesting. I hope you all like the first chapter. Feel free to make suggestions about the next chapters. Maybe I'll integrate some aspects you want.

Tag List: @sunwoniie

[neednothavehappenedtobetrue]

the problem with this cold is not even that it's a particularly bad cold, it's not, I had mostly a sore throat yesterday and today my throat is much better and my sinuses are way worse, but I think it'll blow through in another day or two. it is a baby cold. I would not constantly be bitching about it normally.

the problem is that very recently I put up with, I think, reasonable grace with (a three weeks of hospital-requiring stomach nonsense and (b a completely unrelated heart problem we subsequently discovered that required a pacemaker and also could maybe have killed me? although there's a possibility that the doctor who said that was just trying to scare me into going to the ER, it might not have been as life threatening as he said.

and I'm not saying I was in great spirits through all that shit! (dog bless Zoe who sat with me for three hours in the shitty ER while I was VERY worried about losing my job and also dying, and THEN she came and sat with me again after the pacemaker surgery when I was too freaked out from the anesthetic to be in a hospital room alone. many outstanding heroics by zoe this month!)

but, like, I got through it and I mostly don't think I was too much of a tantrum baby about it, on balance, with the possible exception of that third ER trip and they did tell me I might die and then make me sit in a room for five hours while they didn't do anything about the problem, so, you know, a certain amount of tantrum was maybe warranted.

but, the problem we are now having is, I am being extremely the world's biggest tantrum baby about this mild-to-moderate cold. I have complained to absolutely everyone available to listen to me about it, including you, gentle reader. I am not being a grownup. I am not keeping shit in perspective. I am slacking off on things I know I should be doing and can do, regardless of a little sinus pressure.

but also, I have used up all of my ability to deal with medical shit for at least the next three months! there is nothing left in me that is capable of behaving like a responsible adult in the face of moderate sinus pressure! you can use up your ability to do this!

so I'm going to be just the whiniest, least patient, most obnoxious human being there ever has been until my sinuses are done being like this. sorry!

[crazyunsexycool]

I have a lot of thoughts lately.. 🤦🏻‍♀️

But just imagine Lottie getting the hiccups for the first time! 🥹 or trying to scold or intimidate someone (not really a thing, but she tries anyways)

Ok but this is so cute.

She gets hiccups the first time and she fully freaks out. She grabs her sides and panics when she hiccups again.

“Mama!” She shrieks and you have to do everything possible to calm her down. The. You have her try all the home remedies to get rid of them.

Warning for the next part: someone cursing at Charlotte, also this got out of hand lol

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Now imagine she sees an agent being mean to a recruit. That is absolutely unacceptable in Charlotte’s eyes. She stomps her way through the lawn where this particular agent is berating the recruit. This recruit had only been at the compound for a week and she was still learning her way around.

“No be mean.” Lottie says when she stops in front of them. She sported a scowl, her arms crossed over her chest and her hip cocked out.

“Why don’t you shut up you brat.”

“Am not bwat. You bad.”

“Be nice.”

The agent took a deep breath but his face was red with rage. He had the nerve to turn and bend down to get in Lottie’s face. She didn’t back down though and she got in his face right back.

“Get the fuck out of my face you little maggot.”

“Leave her alone. She’s a kid.” The recruit tried to get in between the agent and Lottie but was pushed hard enough to fall to the ground.

“Am. Not. Maggot.” Lottie stomps her foot over his and he yells. “You just a meanie.”

“I think it’s time you get a lesson on staying out of people’s business.”

Lottie smirks at the agent and looks over his shoulder.

“Yeah, how exactly do you plan on teaching her a lesson.” Bucky’s voice held certain hardness to it.

“Si-sir I uh I was just-I.”

Bucky’s metal hand wraps around the agent’s throat and he pulls the man close enough the he can feel Bucky’s breath against his cheek.

“You even think about hurting my girl and no one would ever find you.”

The agent swallows thickly, his face completely drained of color.

“Director Fury and Captain Rogers are waiting for you. You should know they’re especially fond of Charlotte so say goodbye to this job.” Bucky drops him and he gets escorted into the building.

Meanwhile Lottie was checking on the recruit. “You kay?”

“Yes, I am. Thank you.”

“Mama can gibe bandaid and sticker. C’mon.” Lottie holds her hands out and the recruit looks over at Bucky.

“Go ahead and make sure that scrape gets cleaned out. Captain Rogers will also want to speak with you but don’t worry, you aren’t in trouble.”

“Thank you sir.”

Lottie walks the recruit back toward the building. As they make their way down the hallways the agent that had been screaming at the recruit was being escorted into another room. Lottie’s scowl was back and she gave him the best glare she could.

Steve, who had been walking behind the jerk that had dared scream at his best girl, stopped and went down on one knee.

“Hey sweetheart, I heard you were really brave.”

“Yeah. He was being-“ Lottie looks around and stage whispers. “A bitch.”

Steve stifled a laugh. “Well you did a good job. Next time you find mama, daddy or me ok?”

“Not kay.” She scowls at Steve who isn’t intimidated at all. “Mama say habe to help if someone need it.”

“You are very right. Go talk to mama.”

“Bye steebie.”

This would become a common thing at the compound. Eventually though people would be truly intimidated by her but for now it was cute seeing her march up to who she thought was being mean and her trying to set them right.

[palepigeon]

Familiar; Like someone I used to be?

alternative title; a cat hisses at a dog because of voices in their head.

If there's one thing Critter hated more than anything, it's pity.

Which kind of sucks, because that's all she gets from people in the suitcase.

Especially Sonetto.

It could be seen as her simply trying to be as helpful as possible - That's kind of her thing, after all- such a loyal puppy. But there's something more to it than that when it comes to Critter, and while they have no idea what exactly it is; they get the feeling it has to do with their appearance.

.. Not just that they're shorter and overall much smaller that her, either. Though that's another mystery. Why the hell do they look so.. Small? Like they barely eat anything but whatever is left after being split amongst 11 siblings. It's not like they didn't take care of themselves before this new.. Form. Quite the opposite! They were a very healthy carbuncle! Also, they don't have siblings!

It's only when they wandered into the suitcase and ran into Sonetto and Vertin that things changed. Fairytales were wrong; all it took to turn a critter into a human was a good thrashing. No true loves kiss needed. Who would've guessed?

..As much as she teases Sonetto over that incident, it's not like they don't understand why she did what she did - Once again, a loyal puppy protecting the one it's devoted to. Anyone would react that way to a large, unknown carbuncle standing in their way.

Regardless, Critter has made it very clear that looks can be very deceiving. They've said it many times;

’ As sweet as it is that you wish to be my knight in shining armor, you should know I can handle my own in a fight, old woman. ‘

..Old woman? Where did that come from? Why did she say that? Ugh, trying to remember where she gets all these nicknames and smug remarks makes her head hurt. Let alone trying to remember where she got several scars from, scattered along her torso - but oddly concentrated on the left side of her chest.

When did she ever get shot? With her own gun, no less!

..How does she know she got shot? Also, she doesn't even have a gun!

Despite that, it's almost muscle memory when they reach for it, expecting to find a pistol placed securely in a holster strapped to her thigh, barely hidden under red feathers, only to find nothing. It sucks, really. But she supposes if anyone were to have her gun, she'd want it to be Vertin.

..Wait, did VERTIN shoot her?!

“ Oh, mio dio.. “

Critter cradles their head in their hands, deciding to completely ignore the fact that she’s speaking a language she's never even heard again - sliding her hands upwards to tangle her fingers in her light orange hair.

Everything hurts. They can hear their pulse thrumming in their ears, from the heart that they only recently learned is definitely on the wrong side of their rib cage. A health evaluation by the Foundation confirmed that.

And everyone seemed so upset about that.

Vertin especially. What, were they disappointed that they shot the wrong side or something? .. No. No, that's not it. She told Vertin to aim for that side, if it ever came to that. But Critter never told Vertin this, so where did they get all this from? A dream? It feels more like a memory. So certain that it happened - as certain as Critter is that Vertin didn't mean it; Didn't have a choice. Vertin cares about her. Vertin will never forget her. .. Who the hell is she talking about? A voice echoes in the back of her mind, as if the mere memory of that unusual heartbeat on the right summoned it - the memory of bullets, feathers, and bitter oranges. The whole thing nearly gives her a heart attack and snaps her wandering thoughts back on track, if only for a little bit.

‘ ..Can you hear me yet, little critter? ‘

What.

‘ It’d be rather cruel if you were simply ignoring me this whole time. ‘

WHAT?

Oh, oh they are absolutely freaking out. Have they finally lost their mind? Is the splitting headache they have right now just the feeling of their mind completely disintegrating? Why are they having a literal crisis in the kitchen right now??? They just wanted to have an orange, man! Actually, speaking of wanting an orange - Is that cannibalism??

Okay, no - That's not important. Why does that voice sound so familiar? It's soft, smooth - almost flirty - with a heavy accent.

Before they can even think about responding to this oddly familiar voice in their head, they see an equally familiar sight. God, it's just one thing after another, isn't it?

Sonetto, who apparently saw them in distress and came over to help, kneeling down in front of them - looking at them with the same pitiful and concerned expression she always does.

“ Are - Are you okay?! “ She speaks quickly, frantically. “ I - I was on my way to drop off paperwork for the Timekeeper and - “ Sonetto cuts off her unnecessary explanation of what she was doing beforehand, seeming to understand that they are very much not in the mood for it - much to Critter's relief. They see the aforementioned paperwork hastily set down on the counter nearby.

How sweet. She dropped everything to help. If they weren't so overwhelmed by literally everything that's happening right now, they'd tease about this.

‘ Hm. I didn't know the old woman could put her work down. ‘ That fucking voice again.

“ Yeah, yeah. I think.. I think I'm alright. Losing my mind a little bit, sure - But I'm not dying. “ Critter says as casually as they can manage, without a hint of an accent - waving their hand dismissively.

Wait, why would they speak with an accent?

Sonetto furrows her brows, somehow looking even more concerned for them.

“ You.. You are speaking differently. Are you feeling unwell? Should I get the Timekeeper? “

She asks, slowly - almost hesitantly - reaching a hand up to feel their forehead. Critter flinches away from the touch, and Sonetto retracts her hand immediately as if she'd touched a hot stove.

“ What.. ? This is just how I talk. What are you talking about? “

“ No - I mean.. Usually, you sound much more.. “ Sonetto bites the inside of her cheek, trying to find the right way to explain this. “ U - Um.. Smooth? “

Critter raises their brow, silently urging Sonetto to keep talking.

She continues, albeit a bit nervously. “ I - I mean! More relaxed, almost flirty, sometimes. You talk like.. “

The pieces click in their head, slowly - one by one, until the realization crashes on them like.. Like debris from a wall, closing off the easiest way of escape and forcing them to fight like hell with the mysterious, handsome girl she'd only met a few times before—

What the hell is she talking about?!

They groan, head slumping foward as their headache comes back ten times worse. They can distantly hear Sonetto fussing over them, panicking and asking a million questions on their condition, but they can't focus on her words.

No. She's thinking of another voice's words. Is that why that voice sounded so familiar? Because they speak the same exact way without realizing it? A name pops into their head, and it falls out of their mouth naturally - as if they were saying their own name.

“ ..Schneider. “

Sonetto shuts her mouth immediately, eyes wide and lips pressed into a thin line - like she's afraid of speaking up.

..Ah. That seems to have gotten the dog to stop yapping. “ That's what you were trying to say, right? “ Critter stares at her intensely, eyes narrowed. Looking right through her. “ I talk like Schneider. “

There's a beat of silence.

“ ..How.. How do you know that name.. ? “ Sonetto asks, her voice barely above a whisper and not answering the question at all. Bingo.

“ So I was right. “ Critter huffs out a laugh, almost in disbelief. “ Is that why you treat me so well? Not because you care about me? “ They have no idea where this is coming from - why they even know all this - but they can't help but feel a little.. Betrayed, in a way.

“ I - I do care about you! —“

“ You care about Schneider. Whoever the hell that even is. “ They snap - much more aggressively than they should have - if Sonetto's quiet yelp is anything to go by. “ You care that I look so similar to her; That I’m basically the same person. “

Sonetto opens her mouth to defend herself, but finds herself unable to. Because it's true. If it weren't for that, she isn't sure she would've even noticed them when she walked by.

Another realization dawns on them. “ Is this- Is this her jacket, too?! “ They shout, clutching the oversized coat they've been wearing since they got here. They didn't think there was any thought put into giving them this jacket specifically; It was the quickest thing Vertin could grab to cover the very much not clothed carbuncle-turned-human. At least that's what they assumed. They kind of went unconscious not long after their defeat, so they have no idea.

“ ..I'm - I'm sorry, I — “ “ No, you're not. “ Critter cuts her off again, pinching the bridge of their nose with a huff. “ I'm not - I'm not mad at you, Sonetto. I could never be. “ “ I'm just.. Disappointed, I guess? “

They sigh, standing from their chair on wobbly legs. Sonetto goes to reach out and help, but Critter holds their hand up, stopping her dead in her tracks.

“ Don't. Please. “

She nods solemnly. Has she ever heard them sound so.. Sad before? She's almost reminded of a wet cat left out in the rain. Critter's gaze softens slightly, thankful that Sonetto didn't insist on helping them keep their balance. They manage to find it fairly quickly anyways, taking a deep breath.

Calm down. Don’t have a crisis in front of her. Walk away. She doesn't deserve this. She's just grieving in her own way.

“ ..You best get those papers to Vertin. They look important. “ “ Don't - Don't worry about me. I just need a moment. “

Critter mumbles, at least managing to sound much more calm as they make their way to the doorway of the kitchen, lingering there for a moment but refusing to look at Sonetto - who meekly nods and gathers the papers off the table.

For a brief moment, the two of them make eye contact as she hurries past; tail tucked between her legs. They don't say a word as they watch her speed walk down the hallway.

‘ ..That was rather harsh, no? ‘ The voice — Schneider — speaks up again, just when Critter thought they were alone.

“ Silenzio. You are not helping right now. “

[quodekash]

I could literally fall asleep any minute but im nothing if not sleep deprived and watching my favourite gay little shows!

hey nawa, I see you looking at guy as he struggles in the room on his crutches

you should kiss him

I think that you should absolutely just slam your face into his

give him another injury but its not really an injury it's just a hickey

(we're less than a minute into the episode and im already begging guynawa to make out, we're off to a great start)

we all know this is a complete lie, we've seen the trailers, we know what's gonna happen

but that doesnt mean it doesnt hurt my sad little gay soul

sailom what the hell

no way

no

you are not quitting school

is that a frikin letter of resignation or smth? can you even do that?

I love that solution and I wish it were a possibility but sailom's gonna say no, of course he's gonna say no, because the stupid bastard doesn't like accepting help for free

he doesn't understand the concept of FRIENDSHIP and FAVOURS

BITCH YOU CAN ACCEPT HELP, YOU'RE ALLOWED TO ACCEPT HELP, THEY ARE SO SO WILLING TO HELP AND GIVE YOU MONEY AND SCHOLARSHIPS AND PLATONIC LOVE AND H E L P

O4EKLGHNVWOERISDLGI HE MAKES ME SO ANGRY I HATE HIM

guy's right, and I hate sailom so much for it

BUT THAT'S THE THING, he WONT ask for help, theres no way in HELL that he'll ask for help

which is precisely how he ends up getting shot at, alone on a street corner, and why kang will have to rescue him on his bike, and why sailom will stand in the bathroom with kang holding a blanket over him as he sobs 'I have no one left'

its not that you have no one left. it's that you wont accept the help from the people who love you

(and also your brother kind of abandoned you and your parents are dead and your boyfriend also kind of abandoned you and yeah anyone would definitely feel alone in that situation so he's perfectly valid, but also ALL of his friends are offering help, his teacher is offering help, and he's accepting NONE of it)

HUG TIME

OH MAN IM ALREADY SOBBING

I LOVE MEANINGFUL GROUP HUGS SO MUCH

this could be one of the last times that they see sailom for a really long time. theres no way I could possibly be sadder holy frick

I SPOKE TOO SOON

WHY MUST THERE BE FLASHBACKS

WHY

I HATE EVERYTHING

y'know, I really thought he might hug him. but nope. he wrenched that pin off his shirt and took my heart in the process.

OMG

YES

THE PERFECT THING TO MAKE ME REMEMBER WHAT IT'S LIKE TO BE HAPPY

GUYNAWA TIME PLEASE GUYNAWA TIME

NOOOOO THE SCENE CUT BEFORE NAWA WALKED INTO THE LITTLE ROOM THINGY TO TALK TO GUY IM SO MAD

well, not really mad

mostly just sad

bitch wth

of COURSE he's not frikin doing alright

omg he's here too?

go talk to your boyfriendddd

and also ANSWER MY QUESTIONS PLEASE IM BEGGING YOU IM SO CONFUSED GIVE ME ANSWERS

awh :(

thank you krup ;-;

this man is lovely

not just for this but also just in general

but also his actor is the freaking DIRECTOR who is RESPONSIBLE for a LOT of my anguish so we can't be too nice to this guy

oh look at that. the shooting scene is right about to happen

I was expecting it to come later on in the episode but this works too I guess

who the hell are these guys???

they dont say a word

what the hell is going on

thank you kanggg

where did he come from tho

how'd he know where sailom was and that that was happening? did he just HAPPEN to be in the area?

or is he tracking sailom's phone just to make sure he's safe cos like he already got drugged once

hey man, have you ever heard of a little thing called dodgeball?

shocking, I know, but it IS possible for a gun to have been fired, and for the person being fired at to not actually get shot

I can't think of a single reason why sailom would make up this story. like sure you could argue that hes just trying to get an enemy/rival convicted, but he very explicitly stated that he has no idea who tried to shoot him, so it can't be that.

why the hell are you suspicious my guy?

acab is real man, holy frick

how do you know they're all fake tho?

maybe all of them were real reports and you're just an ignorant arrogant piece of shit who doesn't think people under the age of 20 are capable of being truthful

I hate this guy so much

OH MY-

NOW HES STARTING TO SOUND LIKE FRIKIN UMBRIDGE

I WAS IRRITATED BEFORE, BUT NOW IM ANGRY

deep breaths, deep breaths, in and out in and out, lets not destroy our laptop today

thATS WHAT I SAID!

I feel that

:(

im so sad man

oh would you look at that. ive been impaled.

yeah that whole scene was a trainwreck for me. I am very much not even slightly okay but its fine

OHHHHHHH

that makes sense

WHAT

ANSWER MY QUESTIONS BITCH

WHAT DOES THIS MEAN? WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT? WHAT ACTUALLY HAPPENED THAT NIGHT CMON MAN IM SO CONFUSED

the way they fall back into old habits, kang's arm draped over sailom ;-;

I ran out of images as per usual, BUT im halfway through the episode when it happened, as opposed to like ten minutes through, so that's a nice change of pace

[darling-to-death]

You need not apologize for your Incest Cannibal Aneurysm imo, you can do whatever you want forever and also it made me happy to see posts about it without having to go into the tags lol ~Lilac/degrees-of-fuck

Thank you for permission to do whatever I want to do forever! I will do just that! <3

In all seriousness, I LOVE this game. The ONLY bad thing about it is that it's early access and therefore not complete, so I can't speedrun the damn thing. That and it'd be nice to have a gallery with all the CGs we've unlocked.

Sorry to out myself as a sick freak, if the DOL PC didn't reveal that already, but I love incest as a trope in horror (and other generes.... ;;;;). Because BOTH Andy and Leyley are horrible people, just in different ways, and they're so toxically codependent on each other.

No matter how much Andy protests, and as bitchy as she sounds when she brings it up, Andy DID choose to lock that girl in the box. Andy is the elder sibling, and as we find out in chapter 2, basically tasked with raising Leyley. He should have more power in their dynamic, and he mentions again and again that no matter how much he listens to her, she'll always throw a tantrum later on. Because he's basically taught her that if she does throw a tantrum, she'll get her way. I'm sure there might have been something wrong with her even as an infant. Some people just have brain chemistry that makes them difficult, but Andy absolutely contributed to the monster his sister became by giving her such power over him. He can blame it on her being annoying, but at the end of the day he is the one making the choice to listen to that annoyance.

And he was SUPER hesitant to try and make Ashely be more independent when his girlfriend brought it up. He doesn't want her to be independent anymore than she wants to be independent. As sick as it is, they both NEED each other.

That's what makes the incest dynamic so interesting. They share an unbreakable bond. No matter what, no matter how much they hate each other, no matter how much they love each other, they will ALWAYS be family. It's the appeal of never being able to be abandoned, of always having a connection to someone, of never being truly and completely alone.

I also think it's about understanding. They're both so incredibly fucked up, and the only person who could possibly understand them is the person who went through the same fucked up shit that made them into what they are today. People don't understand trauma they haven't experienced. There is just a fundamental disconnect between what people experience and what can be explained to someone else. It's the mortifying ordeal of being known, but it's not mortifying with them, because you know them too. You know each other, and no one could know you like they could and vice versa.

It's also about the cruelty of fate. The one person who can understand you, the one person who'll never abandon you, is the one person you can't entirely have. What makes your bond unbreakable is what makes the fruit just out of reach. It's having 90% of a person and NEVER being able to that that 10%. What makes them perfect for you is what makes them impossible for you.

The Coffin of Andy and Leyley is just such a fascinating game into the psychology of these two really fucked up, unfortunate characters. Life was so cruel to them. They had to seek comfort in each other, but hurt people hurt people, and they're locked in this constant cycle of being each other's only good thing in life and not having the mental/emotional maturity to actually fix anything that's wrong with them. They can't help each other, only soothe. But there's love there. There's so much love, and it's sad that love can't be healthy or accepted or even in some ways good for either of them! But there's love... It's important that there's love.

Thank you @degrees-of-fuck for letting me talk about the incest cannibal game!! <3 <3 <3

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Do it. Rate the MW2 men. I dare you.

Oh gosh. I’m about to get hated on. I feel it.

THESE ARE REBOOT CHARACTERS.

How I Rank the MW2 Men

7. Rodolfo Parra

i just don’t know enough about him to actually get into it. i like what parts of him we see, but i wish he had more screen time. i did get scared when i thought he was gonna die in the burning house, though, which shows that i at least care a little lol. he’s cute, but we have very little canon information displayed in-campaign and i can’t form a good enough opinion of him based off of what i know.

5/10 - just don’t know enough!

6. Alejandro Vargas

again, very little canon info shared, but he’s more personable than rudy! he’s loyal to an absolute fault and isn’t afraid to get his hands dirty, which i love. also very cute and charming. i was on the edge of my seat the entire length of prison break and was very relieved once he was found. i did get just a tad bit annoyed when he got angry over valeria, though, dude needed to take a chill pill

6/10 - i think i like him because ghost and soap like him

5. John Price

hold on before you attack me. i really, really, really like price! just not as much as others. he is totally the dad figure and the team wouldn’t be complete without him. also, when he puts his game face on, ain’t no one gonna stop him from getting what he wants. (ex. violence and timing, that one call with shepherd) his relationship with gaz is aww-worthy and i really appreciate his drive and willingness both to lead tf141 and be a vital part of it. i think too many people write him as a semi-absent, substitute teacher-like authority figure than the actual extremely useful, skillful, and vital part of the 141 that he is.

8/10 - underrated!

4. Simon “Ghost” Riley

firstly, stop hitting me with your shoe. secondly, let me explain. simon ghost riley is one of the most distinct and fine tuned characters i’ve ever encountered and it seriously boggles my mind and makes me terrified to write him. he is cold and closed off for good reason, due to trauma, and i love those characters. i can’t stand the i-can-fix-him fics a lot of people write about him because he doesn’t need someone to fix him. i think it’s possible he could lean heavily on a s/o like that, because he is a wreck, but it always seems a little ooc for him. he has so many walls built up it’s like trying to walk through a maze. i love him in-game, and his voice makes me blush, but he just isn’t my type of go-to comfort character.

9/10 - it’s ghost, what more do you need?

3. Johnny “Soap” MacTavish

he was the first one i fell for when i played. he’s a freaking charmer. and, even if he is the comic relief, he is also a hard working, extremely skilled soldier. i was terrified for the entire alone mission, and watching him get shot by graves? sheer panic. he oozes the modern military man trope while also being the second most emotionally vulnerable character, in my opinion, and i love the way he balances out ghost perfectly.

10/10 - i recommend getting you a soap

2. König

now, before you beat me up, i know he’s like ghost… but he’s distinctly different! he’s been used his entire life like some kind of tool, the battering ram, and is totally emotionally stunted in a different way than ghost. ghost has an off switch, könig doesn’t. he just suppresses it until he gets on the field. he moves like lightning, fights like a machine and gets his missions done. but he’s also self-conscious and severely anxious about interactions, which adds to why i love him. i totally get that, even if not to the extent of his. he’s just a big, big, scary man that wants friends but is too scared and scary to make them.

10/10 - so much depth

1. Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

i fell for him later in the campaign, but definitely harder than i did for soap. he’s so young, he’s so, for lack of a better word, readable compared to the others. he just wants to do what’s right. fight for a good cause. definitely passionate and driven, but you turn those two traits around, and you get a man whose morale is fragile and can get emotional. it doesn’t take more than a few blows and his morale will be at its lowest, only a few failed missions and he thinks he’s a failure, asking what is he doing with his life. but, with that, comes the fact that he thrives with and around other people and can be consoled easily. probably the most suited for a romantic partner. he’s just a baby, and i love him.

1000/10 - i reccomend gaz more than I recommend air

please don’t hate me :,)