#this turned out way longer than expected

[sweetfushi]

your match is . . . koshi sugawara.

suga likes that you seem to have your boundaries set. he met you through daichi in one of your mutual classes, so he was a bit unsure what to make of you when you appeared uninterested upon meeting him. you clarified later, when you saw him again, that it wasn't personal, you just wanted to get home as soon as possible. but when you started seeing him more often when you started attending their after school practice matches, you warmed up to him. only after two months of consistent meet-ups did you find yourself calling him a friend (that was both a positive and negative for him, at least he was making progress, but he wanted more than friendship with you :( ).

you're actually somewhat like him in that you're brutally honest. sugawara is more motivational-focused honest, but he admires the way you tend to follow up on his smart remarks, whether that's when disciplining the team or just making a joke. i can see you guys studying together and him being captivated by your knowledge, even though you insist that it's not that impressive when you realise that it just takes time and effort. "that is literally the definition of impressive, haley," he'd laugh, gently hitting the top of your head with his textbook. using his honesty, he'll remind you that perfection is subjective and hardly ever "perfect" no matter how you look at it. "there'll always be something wrong with what you're trying to perfect, depending on who you ask."

i think he'd catch on to the fact that you're a hopeless romantic and would start noting down your interests and hobbies. suga would definitely have a list in his notes app titled with your name, one that you'd need face id to unlock. he'd happily show you it though, albeit slightly embarrassed. one time he walked in on you doing yoga and just stood in the doorway as you took a good three minutes to notice him. all the while, he'd be admiring you with a love-struck smile on his face (i mean this man loves you, take care of him for us). oh and he'd totally go to the beach with you. he would collect a bunch of seashells along the shore and challenge you to see who can throw them the farthest.

(also, you suit each other appearance wise. probably the most attractive couple on campus).

@lcvemiyuki

[shotmrmiller]

in which johnny gifts the love of his life a sex toy outta nowhere

when you mumble into the phone that you miss him, johnny, he pauses for a second, then tells you he's going to bring you a gift back home. "to keep ye company, hen." after, he locks himself in a bathroom stall and watches you play with yourself until you both come.

but you'd thought he'd bring you a pet. a live animal that needs a cage to be brought across the world, not a long, slim unmarked box.

it's a sex toy. and it's rather large, at that. your hand wraps around the base, fingertips still a good inch apart.

"and i'm supposed to be using that?" his arms wrap around your waist, his thick stubble grazing the sensitive skin of your neck, raising goose flesh.

"don't like it? only had ye in mind, hen." he presses a wet kiss on your fluttering pulse. you've never really talked about toys in your relationship. you don't need them, of course, and johnny more than makes up for the time lost between you two whenever he's home but this?

"i don't know," you mumble. "a bullet would've made more sense, i think. at most a rose." his hands run up your sides, to the swell of your breasts and give you a gentle squeeze. he doesn't believe the tripe of people valuing size over all else, does he? the thing is easily as thick as your forearm and it's corded with veins. and it's uncut. whoever is making these are going to extreme lengths to make it as realistic as possible.

he bucks his hips, prominent bulge in his jeans coming to rest in the small of your back. of course he'd get excited. menace.

"ye willnae have t'use it alone now tha' i'm here. 'sides, i think ye'd look perfect with my pretty kitty stretched thin around it." johnny grabs your hips firmly, creating small divots as his grip tightens. "maybe i'll watch ye fuck yerself on it, hm? lap at yer clit while ye do." liquid heat pools in your belly, pulsing hot between your legs.

he really wants you to use it, given by his ragged breathing and he rutting himself against you. fine. "okay. just, not right now, yeah? i want only you in me." his eyes burn fluorescent as he nods, his large hand cradling your head as he pulls you in for a kiss.

you missed this. the sweet sting of his cock sliding home in your aching cunt, the sharp pinch below your navel when his tip comes to sit snugly against the plug of your womb. you've missed this. missed him.

maybe he'll forget all about that monstrosity sitting in the box.

-

he doesn't. he's bringing it up hours later, his spend still dripping warm on your thighs. johnny cannot be serious.

"course i am, hen." his fingers sweep at the hair stuck to your sweat-slick forehead. "is it a crime to want to see ye split open on some- something else?"

you think nothing of his stutter. "alright," you groan. if that's what he wants. it'll be interesting to see just how much you can take. you'll never tell him that your pussy clenched around nothing at the thought, his cum trickling out faster, pooling on the sheets.

-

it's not warm. the tip of it presses against your swollen entrance, cold in contrast to your heated flesh. johnny watches you swallow a gasp, your trembling hands reaching for his as you slide down an inch, two, three. johnny's cum is wonderful lube, but the searing burn- the size of toy is overwhelming, your walls being wrenched apart as you glide down further. johnny presses a prickly kiss on your cheek, cooing in your ear all the while his clever fingers draw gentle circles on your clit. "focus on breathin', bonnie. yer tensin' up."

desire begins to bubble beneath your skin, pleasure causing your muscles to warm and slacken, and after a long couple of minutes, you find yourself at the base.

but then johnny grabs your hips from behind and pulls- oh. "that's it." if you'd thought the toy had originally been in your stomach, it's now in your throat. "pretty as a peach, hen. jus' wha' i wanted to see." a shiver dances up your spine, notches trembling as you get used to the unforgiving stretch of the toy. his breath warms the side of your neck. "on yer go."

you come around it no less than three times, leaving it milky and johnny cleans it up with his mouth before he cleans you up.

-

the girth of it is something you'll never get used to but it does get easier. when johnny goes back to work, he tells you that all he asks for are videos of you using it. for his collection, he greedily says.

you send him as many as you can, no matter the hours. just a quick nsfw text before getting his thumbs up and away it goes. it's incredibly fun. the relationship hadn't been dull by any means, but this just feels invigorating. you feel rejuvenated. that johnny is your biggest cheerleader while using it is such a bonus.

you oughta marry him. maybe you'll elope the next time he's home. but when the next time comes, johnny calls you instead of messaging you the usual be home soon text.

and it sends you reeling.

bonnie. the toy treat ye well while i was gone?

no better than you could me, but yeah. i'm still sore from using it in the last video i sent you.

that's great. if ye like the toy then ye'll love the real thing, i ken. we'll be there in 10.

[mncxbe]

Sfw 8 + NSFW 12 + 17 with Denji

My babygirl deserves some love <3

the way i ate this up😳 the brainrot is brainrotting. collegeAU with Denji cuz I like to believe he'd be as much of a loser then♡ gaah i love him so much. also y/n is rich rich👀 for extra silly and damn this turned out way longer than i anticipated.

8– accidentally walking in on them while they're changing

12– catching them stealing your panties

17– they worship your body

ღೀ๋࣭ ⭑𝒄𝒘: alcohol cunsumption (reader is tipsy), cunnilingus, Denji being a perv, implied virginity loss, subby Denji

For your 19th birthday you decided to host the greatest party of the year and everyone in your grade was invited.

The penthouse your parents allowed you to live in during college was nicely decorated– black and white balloons and drizzle, flashy lights and speakers that started blaring loud music as soon as the sun set. Everyone was having a blast, downing glasses of neon colored punch and cheap beer, dancing and chatting in groups. Well, everyone except you. You were painfully bored.

When you threw the party of the year you didn't expect everyone to forget the purpose of the whole fucking event– celebrating your birthday.

You've been sitting all by yourself on the couch for the past half hour, sipping on a plastic cup of cocktail. Your gaze mused on the livingroom of your apartment, trying to find someone interesting to talk to. The only people who approached you were some guys from Arts who tried to chat you up, but they rambled on about some uninteresting exhibitions and you soon got bored and shunned them.

As you got up to refill your glass, you noticed someone slipping inside your bedroom. The fuck.. you thought, pushing past drunk people on your way towards your room. You swung the door open and saw a blond guy about your age standing in front of your dresser. When he heard you barge in he immediately slammed the drawer shut, his head snapping in your direction.

It was Denji. Just Denji.

Though you briefly interacted with the Denji, you knew him from highschool. He was the guy who used to let other students use him as a chair during breaks for some spare change. You remembered working on some group projects with him back then but you seldom saw him around campus now. He mostly kept to himself, so you were surprised too see him at your party in the first place— not to mention you certainly didn't expect to catch him going through your lingerie drawer. Still, maybe this wasn't such a bad thing...

"Well, well what do we have here?" you chuckled, leaning against the doorframe with your arms crossed.

"Y/N hi" he said nervously, tugging at the collar of his shirt "I was just um... looking for a place to change. Someone spilled some punch on my clothes"

You noticed the stain on his shirt and smiled, closing the door behind you. "And you thought you'd find a clean tshirt somewhere next to my panties?"

A blush crept on his face as he looked down at his shoes. "No, I mean I was just looking..." he fumbled "It's not like I was snooping around on purpose, i'm not that kind of guy" His voice was weak, half hearted as he looked around the room. At anything but you.

Swaying your hips, you closed the distance between you "So you're not some perv who's trying to steal my panties?" you asked and he shook his head. "N-no I'd never–"

"The show me your pockets"

Denji's face grew livid when he heard your command and you knew you had him. He was caught red handed and there wasn't much he could do about it. If he admitted maybe you'd at least allow him to stay at the party for a bit longer The boy couldn't bear to look you in the eyes as he reached a hand to the back pocket of his jeans and procured a pair of your lacy panties.

"Here, take them, but just know it's not what you think." It was cute that he still tried to find excuses for his actions and you blamed the alcohol for the heat pooling in your lower abdomen. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, you gazed up at him with droopy eyes.

All the while, Denji was getting more and more nervous. His palms were sweaty, heart hammering in his chest as he peered at you. God, you were so damn beautiful– Though he didn't admit it, Denji had a crush on you from the first moment he saw you. You were the pretties girl in school, which meant you were way out of his league. A goddess like you would never spare a moment of her time on someone like him, right? Well, his conviction was starting to crumble now that he saw the way you eyed him down with that taunting glint in your eyes.

"Ya know, Denji, I don't recall you giving me a gift or wishing me happy birthday. It's awfully rude of you." you slurred, tapping the floor with the tip of your heels.

His sorry excuses were half drowned by the blaring music in the other room. Your head was starting to get foggy from the alcohol, limbs growing heavier, as if an invisible weight was pulling you down against mattress. "Jee... quit the whining" you giggled, waving a dismissive hand in his direction "I'm not mad at you. However, I do think you need to make up for it."

"Y/N, I told you I'm in a tight spot with money this month, but I'll buy you something nice once I get my paycheck."

"I'm not talking about that" you deadpanned, a sly smile tugging at the corners of your lips. Your gaze drifted down towards his belt and then back up to his face, taking in his frame. You couldn't deny he wasn't bad looking. Out of all the guys at the party, he seemed the best option for a casual hookup– not to mention he was already interested in you, so why not give it a try? With a motion of your finger, you beckoned him closer, pointing at the floor "Get on your knees."

Denji swallowed the lump in his throat and gathered the courage to step away from your dresser. With hesitant steps he covered the distance between the two of you and kneeled before you, his hands folded in his lap. His fists clenched and unclenched as he anxiously waited for your instructions.

To be frank, you never expected him to obey so you were quite taken aback by his attitude.

"You still let people order you around, Denji? How cute" you cooed, hooking your right leg over his shoulder and pulling him closer to the edge of the bed.

The blond tried his best not to peek under your skirt, his face turning red from embarrassment. He's never been so close to a girl before, let alone someone as beautiful as you and he was nervous. As if reading his mind you let out a low chuckle, hiking up your skirt.

"Come on, Denji, take off my panties. If you make me feel good I'll let you keep them."

By this point Denji was too far gone. Your silken voice put him under a spell and he eagerly pulled down your lingerie. A small moan slipped past his lips when he saw the string of arousal connecting your pussy to the silky fabric, his features melting into a pleading expression. He looked so needy, gazing at your bare cunt with those puppy eyes, his hands shaking lightly as he fully removed your panties and let them fall in his lap.

"There you go, Denji. Get a good look of it." you encouraged, running your fingers through his tangled hair to ease him into the new situation. You could tell it was his first time seeing a woman naked and didn't want to scare him off. So you took things slowly, waiting for him to get comfortable. Little did you know there was no need for that.

Denji was basically drooling over your pussy. He rested his head against your thigh, leaning into your touch as he spread your puffy folds with his thumb. His breath stuck in his throat when he noticed just how wet you were and it was all because of him. With shaky fingers, he collected the slick from your hole and spread it nicely along your clit, making you flinch.

"There?" he asked in a barely audible voice but you heard him nevertheless. "Y-yea, right there."

He slowly drew circles on your bud, making you writhe on the mattress and you spread your legs wider, shamelessly grinding on his hand. Sloppy movements over your clit had increased in intensity and you could feel the knot in your abdomen tighten with each swipe of his digits.

"Go on, baby, give it a taste" you said in a hushed voice and he immediately obliged. Hooking your other leg over his shoulder, Denji's hands gently massaged your thighs. He kissed his way up to your core, wet lips tracing the inside of your thighs, teeth nipping at your skin but not enough to leave marks.

He licked a stripe of your cunt from your hole to your clit, relishing the taste of your arousal. You were basically melting on his tongue and he was adamant to please you. As the grip on your thighs tightened, Denji collected some spit in his mouth and let the blob slide down your slit. He started eating you out slow, savouring the heat on his tongue but he soon increased the pace. It was clear that he had little idea of what he was doing– he was sloppy, messy, a mixture of slick and spit coating his chin as he lapped at your juices and you swore you got ten times wetter just by hearing him moan into your cunt.

His tongue flicked your clit so eagerly, lips wrapping around your bud, giving it an experimental suck. Your hips jolted up in pleasure but Denji quickly pulled you back on his face.

"Is it good?" he mumbled, pussy drunk eyes briefly meeting your as you nodded.

"Y-yea. You're so good Denji, gonna make me cum soon."

He mewled at your praise, his ministrations growing in intensity as heat pooled in your core. You were so close, choked moans spilling from your lips as your vision blurred. Denji made you feel so good you were starting to regret not paying more attention to him all those years back. He ate you out like it was his lifeline, hugging your thighs closer to his face to keep you from squirming too much. When you came you came hard, nails grazing his scalp as you pulled him closer to your cunt, grinding down on his face to ride out your high.

"Denji fuck—" you whined, arching your back off the mattress and he gently massaged the fat of your thighs and hips, his hands seeking your body you.

"I got you, just cum for me ok? Please feel good" he said softly, kissing your pussy and the inner side of your thighs before working his way up to your belly. He didn't dare go past the line of your dress, though all he wanted was to keep touching and kissing, to soak you up in all the love and affection he harbored for you during all these years.

When you looked down at him with those droopy, drunk-dazed eyes his heart sank, a soft smile etching onto his features.

"Are you okay?" he asked in a small voice as you pushed yourself up to sitting and held his face in your hands, leaning towards him. Denji's eyes rolled back into his skull as you kissed him, his lashes fluttering shut. You could taste yourself on his tongue along with the sweet punch he drank earlier that night. The kiss was heated and you pulled him on top of you, tugging at the wristband on his jeans.

"H-hey wait a minute I've never done this before" he tensed up but you shushed him with another needy kiss.

"Shit, I don't care if you're a virgin Denji I just need you so bad right now. Please" you huffed out and he felt his dick getting impossibly harder. He could almost cum in his pants at the sight of your pleading expression.

"Okay..." he whispered, hesitantly unbuckling his belt and you could tell he was nervous again. With sloppy movements he managed to allign himself to your entrance, shuffling around to make sure everything was alright, but just as he was about to push himself inside he perked up, patting your thigh. "Oh, Y/N I almost forgot."

"What?" you whined, grinding your needy pussy on his length. Why can't he just fuck you already?

The blond looked down at you with a lovesick smile, his eyes sparkling with adoration "I think I still haven't wished you happy birthday"

[the---hermit]

i am sadly one of those people who are super insicure of themselves after any social interaction, I go over and over again in my head and feel irrationally bad bc my brain tells me I was awkward, and probably came off as weird and so on. But you know what brain? I had the social interaction. I did it. I spoke out loud to people and had a conversation instead of freezing and feeling unable to talk. So fuck it if I came off as weird and awkward, I am weird and awkward and it's okay, because I did something that just a few years ago would have been even more of a struggle, and even earlier than that it would have been close to impossible.

[laugtherhyena]

What a lovely group of students, i sure hope nothing bad happens to them ever ❤

For now, things are kinda chill tho

[artfartt]

I know this was supposed to be a joke but I was curious and now we have biblically accurate Salmon and Mackerel

[impel-clown]

I have this HC where Crocodile and Mihawk realize that Buggy's wormed his way into both of their hearts when he actually makes them both laugh and they start looking forward to setting eyes on him all the time. What clinches it is when Shanks stops by and Crocodile and Mihawk both get protective and jealous because of the history Shanks shared with Buggy. Buggy just thinks his two "partners" are plotting to murder him.

Mihawk realized it first, that the clown had gone from an annoying, albeit useful, asset to someone he actually wants to spend time with. Crocodile of course, mocks him for this. Here he had thought the greatest swordsman had some taste, he is with Crocodile after all, but liking the clown? Really?? The guy making dicks out of balloons, that's a person Mihawk wants to be with? What a waste of time. But hey, it's the swordsman's life he can do what he wants with it.

And then it's two weeks later and Crocodile is storming into Mihawk's greenhouse, practically his own sandstorm because now he too has feelings for the clown! Oh sure if it was just sex he wanted, that would be one thing! Crocodile wouldn't even flinch if his feelings were just contained to wanting to fuck the "emperor" til he was begging, crying mess. But no! Here he is, a former warlord, wanting to get Buggy things so he can see the other man wear them, wants to hear the clown's stories and jokes because fuck if it doesn't spark something in him. Here he had thought his own tastes were above this! Being with the greatest swordsman in the world? Great! But add an honest to God Clown to that? No, just no! Meanwhile, Mihawk continues to water his tomatoes throughout the rant, only occasionally interrupting to remind Crocodile that if he harms his orchids, he'll have far bigger problems than a crush on a clown, Mihawk will make sure of it.

And for a while, that's that. They don't immediately make a move on Buggy, not ones to make some big grand gesture of feelings. Instead, they'll ease into. After all, they have time. So slowly, their bullying moves onto teasing (and still some bullying, but it's with care). Mihawk sometimes gifts him with fresh produce from his garden. Crocodile offers to train together. Hell, they even go and watch one of the shows he puts on with his crew! They couldn't be any more obvious about their affections.

(Buggy has no idea his feelings are reciprocated and just assumes these are all attempts on his life.)

And then Shanks comes strolling up to the island and Buggy makes the offhand comment that hey, he may loathe the red haired bastard, but at least he appreciates Buggy's company! It takes about thirty seconds of Crocodile and Mihawk sitting in silence after Buggy leaves to realize, that in fact, no they do not have all the time in the world, and that yes, they could have been more obvious with their affections.

The following few days are spent as Buggy's shadow, glaring daggers at Shanks and reminding him that Buggy is a Key component of the Cross Guild, and he can't just come waltzing in here demanding Buggy's attention, thank you very much.

Shanks, having immediately clocked this whole situation, just laughs.

[soaps-mohawk]

I’m curious how Price/Gaz and Ghost/Soap got together in your omegaverse world?

I mean, it was just kind of a natural thing.

The Task Force was put together how it was in canon. Price selected those he wanted on his team, except in this universe, they tacked on the experimental piece which allowed them to be able to freely form bonds naturally without any worry about fraternization being an issue, just to see how effective it would be, or how it might impact their ability to be successful.

Things just kind of happened naturally from there. Price obviously was familiar with all of them before, and he had already begun to form a bond with Gaz after the events of the first Modern Warfare. That just sort of developed naturally as they were paired together often and it didn't take very long for Price to offer to claim Gaz and that natural hierarchy was born.

I like to think Johnny kind of forced Simon into it lol. They met and Johnny saw this big, grumpy alpha who keeps everyone at arm's length and said "challenge accepted." He's like that annoying kid on the playground who just decides one day you're best friends and will not leave you alone after that. Thank goodness he's so headstrong and determined, because Simon definitely tried to keep everyone away from him, but Johnny began to wear him down and after a while they started to form that bond and then eventually Johnny had worn him down so much he became Simon's beta.

All four of them obviously have bonds with each other in their own unique ways, since each bond is unique to each person and varies depending on relationship and situation and desired outcome. Even though they're all in the same pack, Johnny's bond with Simon is obviously different from his bond with Kyle, for example.

So yeah, it was just one of those things that kind of happened naturally, yet it was influenced a bit by the situation and their experimental status. Plus, each alpha having a beta keeps the pack dynamics balanced, which helps as well. Don't take that as they don't care about each other or are only stuck with their alpha. As we're seeing as the story continues to progress and develop, they are quite close with each other across those sort of invisible claim lines, and that will continue to be explored as the story continues. Remember, canonically it's only been around ten weeks since the reader joined them. That's what, two and a half months-ish? We're just scratching the surface here with those dynamics and relationships. That's kind of what these next few chapters are dedicated to. Fleshing out and developing those relationships and where the reader fits in with all of them.

[atlantis-area]

TAEMIN - MAKING FILM [X]

[somethingaboutsharks]

da silly!!!

design by: @corpsedork

i lovelovelove this design so much GOD AUGH

[fairidvst]

being simon peter + andrew's little sister head cannons ·˚ ༘₊·꒰➳: ̗̀➛

okok so you're a few years younger than the two

so obviously they are gonna be overprotective™

actually they would be overprotective either way

anyways

growing up you would be very keen on following them around and copying their every move

which annoyed them to no end

but specifically andrew

idk i js feel like he would be so irritated😭

and you would think it's so funny so you would keep doing it

"stop following me around!🤬"

"stop following me around!😛"

you get the idea

and you would def be a very good swimmer

the amount of times simon got annoyed at you so he pushed you off the boat ??

too many to count

also for like 2 years you were taller than both of them

"need me to get that for you?"

"hi shorties"

"how's the weather down there?"

and imagine if you had a crush on one of the disciples

literally how dare you 😨😨

and if they liked you back too 🫢 ???

they would be PISSED

the drama would be crazy

lets say you liked john

while andrew would try to be more subtle

simon would be glaring at him 24/7 (you could literally be in different rooms and simon would still be crossing his arms at him)

[strawbebbiesart]

Haunted // Love Affair With A House 🏡💌

[hyunverse]

lino hockey player x figure skater reader!!

(i’m figure skater heheh)

hiii anon ^.^ that's so cool omg... i can't even ice skate 😿 disappointment to society fr...

i ♡ ur mind bcs the thought of this is so cute hellooo...! he would totally ask to race with you. loser has to pay for dinner!! he wins almost every time but never lets you pay anyway. would watch you during practice and swoon over how pretty you look on ice, catch him taking videos for safe keeping. if you ever watch one of the videos he recorded, you can hear his little gasps at each of your tricks. would 100% ask you to teach him one later. also, he's aware that you're skilled on ice but will always hold your hand while skating together. "just in case you fall," but he just enjoys clinging onto you sometimes. brings hot cocoa whenever he comes to visit you during practice. lets you wear his hockey jersey all the time. he's just so supportive and sweet <3___<3

[scalira]

I'm somewhere outside my life, babe

“Nancy,” Murray says once he’s reached her. He looks even more disheveled than he did a moment ago. “The mice… asked me to give you a message.”

Nancy looks at him, then looks over her shoulder to Robin. Robin looks as confused as Nancy feels.

“The… the jumping mice?” Robin asks.

Murray doesn’t even look at Robin as he continues, “They’re saying… don’t go through the little door. Does that make sense to you?”

[vicvinegarandhughhoney]

Okay so I unknowingly got involved in some Sunny discourse earlier and um... did not mean to. Sorry.

My autistic ass saw 'Dennis hates Mac' and got frustrated BC on my tumblr feed that seems like all I see anymore and I'm tired of sifting through negative posts. It's also important to mention that I was coming at things from the 'I've been exposed to way too much r/iasip' mindset, where the discourse is entirely discouraged because people are so adamant that Dennis only hates Mac (as in, he despises him and just wants him to leave him alone always).

Anyway, given this, I feel the need to clarify the way I see their relationship, and that I definitely don't think there's no resentment on Dennis' end. Of course Mac pisses him off, because Dennis doesn't understand where all this devotion is coming from (imo). His self-esteem is so cripplingly non-existent, despite the exterior he shows, that it does genuinely baffle him that somebody could see so much worth in him.

Mac is loyal to a fault. He pursues Dennis even when the latter gives him no regard at all, and is constantly seeking his approval, which inevitably leads to more disapproval on Dennis' end.

Does this disapproval ultimately= hate? I don't know. I'm not in RCG's heads.

What I do know, though, is that sunnyblr is a mess of negativity and all I want to do is have that... not be so? Idk.

I want there to be an appreciation for the richness of this show, and when I see comments like 'Dennis hates Mac' without any context, yeah, I get fired up, because wayyyy too much of r/iasip (for example) is people shutting down Macdennis because of that exact reason and ignoring how complex their relationship really is.

There's too much discourse and I really didn't intend to make more, especially not about shipping because (and I genuinely believe this):

SHIP WHO YOU WANT!!!

idc if you ship charden or charmac or idk is there anything going on w frank ??? (this is making me realise that Frank fans are living the dream, there is absolutely no discourse about his ships lmaooo)

We all love the show, and this page is dedicated to that, so if I ever sound pissed about certain shippers I am 100% fucking around, I love all you guys

... except you Dee/Dennis and Dennis/Abigail freaks... u guys can stay away please and thank u

[hauntingofhouses]

i'm outlining future chapters for my taimizu fic and it seems that a wild plot has appeared lmao ??? 😭

like this was meant to be a slowburn character-driven romance with character explorations and a shitload of healing-from-trauma™ and literally like nothing else. but Oops! Looks Like Something Else is Cooking!