#what can I say the brain is cute and I love them

[b0kevi]

Okay so I loveddddd your writing of the let’s make out headcanons!!! Can you do a version where the character says it to the reader? Your writing is so good and you write the characters reallly well!!

the house wardens + jamil saying “let’s make out” every time YOU do something hot

summary: every time you do something attractive the housewardens can’t help but say ‘let’s make out’

trope: established relationship, suggestive themes, hurt/comfort, reassurance

info: name calling, cursing, self doubt, they/them pronouns, gender neutral reader, not proofread

characters: riddle, leona, azul, kalim, jamil, vil, idia, malleus

w/c: riddle: 373, leona: 398, azul: 346, kalim: 338 jamil: 366, vil: 424 idia: 424, malleus: 388

a/n: tysm! I always get worried i’ll mischaracterize someone but I really appreciate that <3 also sorry this took so long! I started a new job

Riddle

doesn’t know how to ask, will make up an excuse

gets shy and full on blushes

“we should make out.”

“w-what?” you accidentally painted the leaves instead of the rose.

“rule 879 states to make out with your partner when the sun is facing east after the first set of painted roses.”

you blinked. you were still working on the first bush of roses, you only painted three while there was still a lot more to go.

“we haven’t finished yet.”

riddles ears slowly turn pink. “it’s practically done.”

you could tell it was a lie but he looked so cute trying to justify his reasons.

“y’know you don’t have to make up stuff for us to make out, you could just ask.”

his whole face starts to turn a different color, “I did not make that up! it is the queens rules and I must follow them!”

riddle would never admit he was in fact making it up because you looked absolutely stunning, he loved spending alone time with you. the two of you were painting the roses, riddle was going to reward you with dessert but he couldn’t wait. you just being there, painting was making him flush and wanted to kiss you badly.

you laughed then grabbed him by his bow tie, pulling him closer to your face.

“well then, who am I to question the house warden? go on, you’re not going to break a rule aren’t you riddle?” you smirked as you fiddle with the ends of his bow tie.

riddle moved forward before he could process anything. his body moved faster than his brain so he lunged back, flustered.

“w-wait! ahem. it’s also the queens rule to do it in private… someone could see…”

“hmm what if it was the rule to do it in public? would you do it?”

“absolutely not! I don’t want to hear it from ace or trey… please let’s just go inside before I change my mind…” riddle was already rushing inside hand in hand with you, using his other hand to hide his red face.

“you’re the one that said it was a rule, you’re going to break that rule now mr. roseheart?”

he sighs, you’ll be the death of him.

Leona

nonchalant king

it’s not a suggestion, you ARE making out right then and there

there’s nothing more attractive to leona than you claiming him as your own.

he’s always been second to everyone and everything. but seeing you like this?

“we’re going to make out.” it’s not a question, he’s demanding it.

leona was waiting in the botanical garden for you, enjoying the quiet when he started hearing students near by. he tried to ignore it but he suddenly heard your voice, he wasn’t super interested in the conversation until he heard his name.

“you’re really dating leona? I bet he buys you whatever you want right?”

“what a gold digger. you’re only dating him for his money. plus he’s a prince, you hit the jackpot.”

“too bad he’s the second prince, not much going on. you should have tried for malleus.”

leona was getting pissed, he was going to march his way over there until he heard your booming voice.

“you’re lucky I don’t slap the shit out of you two. it’s none of your business, but for the record I am not dating him for his money. I couldn’t care less and he’s still a prince who has more class than you.”

your face darkened as you stalked close to them

“I’m dating leona for him, he’s the most sweetest and thoughtful person I know, and he knows how to treat people right instead of taking out his jealousy on other people.”

you were defending him, leona knew you could defend yourself but you were also defending him.

leona could have easily stepped in before the whole situation started but seeing how things played out, he’s glad he didn’t.

“is there a problem here?” leona was towering over the two as they were about to continue. shutting them up they shook their heads and left with a scoff.

“babe I’m sor-“

“we’re making out. now.” leona tugged you behind a tree, leaning down to attach his lips to yours, leaving you no room to deny, caging you in his arms.

leona is acting like a starved man by the way hes devouring your lips, leaving you no time to think.

“that was kind of hot herbivore.” it was extremely hot to him but he’s just going to show you how attractive he found you defending him was. just wait until you get back to his room.

Azul

full of bull

also will make an excuse, says it’s his payment for doing smth for you

“y/n dear, could you meet me in my office to discuss something.”

what did you do now… you don’t remember doing anything wrong.

you were helping out in the lounge since it was busier than usual.

once azul closed the door shut,

“I propose a deal. we make out right now and later.. and I’ll give you the day off tomorrow with some of our newest drinks that i know you love.”

honestly, azul has been stressed all day and is just throwing out random ideas to have an excuse to make out with you.

he’s not going to just straight up ask, this is a give and take world.

“uhm, but it’s still pretty busy out there—“

“I assure you they’re capable of running things for a few minutes. or hour..”

you were his escape and he needed it badly, it was a madhouse out there. he usually could handle it but it also didn’t help how attractive you looked while taking peoples orders, persuading them into buying more than what they came for.

“please my pearl, remember that time I babysat grim? you still owe me for that.”

that one time that happened two months ago that you’ll never let happen again.

you remember azul used that the last time he wanted to make out with you, but you weren’t going to rain down on his parade just yet.

you knew azul was just going to keep persuading you until you agreed. he would never outright say he wants to kiss you no, he has a reputation to uphold.

you sighed, wrapping your arms around his neck and smashing your lips against his.

he let out a squeal from shock, he didn’t expect that.

his face flush from that embarrassing noise he made but held you close, deepening the kiss as he felt his stress melt away. he’s not planning on letting you go anytime soon, the outside world can wait and deal with themselves.

Kalim

he just loves kissing you, you don’t have to be doing anything and he’ll still say it

will get pouty and pepper you with kisses until you agree

“let’s make out!”

"kalim... we're supposed to be studying right now."

"we have! don't I get a reward for studying? sometimes once I finish jamil gives me a treat!" kalim has been staring at you for the past 20 minutes.

you promised jamil to study with kalim and make sure he gets his work done but its not going so well.

"okay but you only answered two questions then started staring at me."

"you look so pretty! your serious face is so cute, how am I supposed to focus when you look like that! I want to make out with you!” he doesn’t give you time to say anything, kalim is already pouting and putting his best puppy dog eyes while peppering small kisses across your face.

“pleaassseee, just a small break then i’ll do my work! i promise!! pleaseee let me kiss youuu” he whines as he wraps his arms around your neck, practically on top of you while leaving sad kisses on your cheek.

“I need my daily y/n kisses or I can’t make it throughout the day! i’ve been deprived for so long…”

“I gave you a morning kiss, a kiss when I saw you, a kiss when you asked for one, a kiss when I left…”

kalim furrowed his eyebrows, “that doesn’t count! I need my daily make out kisses, completely different!”

you laughed at his kicked puppy look.

how could you say no to that face?

sighing you state, “alright. just for a minute then if you get an answer right i’ll give you a reward.”

“kisses reward?”

you nodded, “kisses reward.”

he giggling as he won, he slams his lips towards yours. playing with your hair as he deepens the kiss, he smiles every time you make little noises. kalim absolutely loves to kiss you silly and will do it every chance he gets.

Jamil

he just needs a break

usually says it at his breaking point so it’s really rough and quick sometimes

“let’s make out.”

it caught you so off guard. Jamil had pulled you into a storage room, you were carrying some paperwork you had to turn in but they soon were scattered from how quickly jamil pulled you in.

“w-what? babe I-“

“please, it will be quick I just…” his hand cupping your face as his lips brushed against yours, muttering against them

“I need this.” he murmured breathily before pressing his lips firmly while running his fingers through your hair.

“you looked so hot earlier,” he pushed you against the wall, gently squeezing your hip while traveling down kisses to your jawline

you didn't know how to react. it was rare when jamil showed pda especially this passionate in public. well you two were stuck in a closet but still anyone could walk in at any moment.

“you putting kalim and the others in their place.. you were so assertive.” his lips never leaving an inch away from you, “very hot of you.” he smirked as he looked up at you through his eyelashes.

he loves seeing how flustered you get because of him. he may not show much interest in public but that’s just because he’s a private person and loves teasing you when you two are alone.

he loves your little reactions.

“I-I just wanted them to give you a break”

“I appreciate you so much.” jamil sighs between your lips, rubbing circles on your hip while deepening the kiss.

jamil knew he should get back to his things but you were so addicting. how could he leave you right now?

he groans as he pulled away to look at you, smirking at your blown out expression

“let me show you how much I appreciate you, later tonight.” he winked before getting one last kiss then picking up your papers, leaving the room to turn in your work as if nothing happened.

jamil was completely unfazed unless you looked real close but you were red the rest of the day, clearly not thinking straight.

you will never get used to this side of jamil.

Vil

hear me out, he's secretly a freak

stress reliever

“are you sure it looks good?”

“my dear.. we’re not going out. we’re making out. right now.”

“w-huh?? but my outfit… is it not, or my makeup?”

the two of you were getting ready for date night, you had bought a new outfit for this occasion that you really liked but now you weren’t so sure if it looked good now.

vil on the other hand couldn’t look away. you looked absolutely radiant and you’re over here having second thoughts? please, he obviously needs to show you how good you look.

“my love you look stunning, there’s no need to worry.” vil was kissing you all over, you had some lipstick stains but he wasn’t going to tell you about that yet.

“baby.. we’re going to be late to our reservation..”

“we can reschedule or go somewhere else.”

vil couldn’t care less, he needed to make out with you now and show you how much he loves you.

“v-vil you’re going to mess up our makeup…”

he leans down, leaving more stains scattered across your neck and collarbone as he smirks against your warm skin.

“good. you look even more divine like this.”

he guides you to his bed not once breaking the kiss as he sets you down

“you’re perfect love, this outfit compliments you so well and you’re makeup looks even better now~” he smirks, caressing your face looking at you longingly

you turn to look at yourself through the mirror to see all the lipstick stains he left. you blush over how much of a mess you look.

“v-vil! I can’t go out like this! it’s going to take another 40 minutes to take this off and redo it.”

“why not? I think you look breathtaking, why not show everyone your beauty?” he mused, still trailing kisses over you.

“vil your makeup is messed up too” you state as you try to fix the smudges around his lips but he keeps diving back down into you.

“does it look like I can right now darling? right now I need to show you how much you mean to me. we can go out another day, I have all I need right here.”

vil cages you down before roughly yet gracefully devouring your lips.

he’ll do whatever it takes to make you feel comfortable in your own body just as you make him comfortable enough to look like an absolute mess in front of you, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

Idia

he would mumble it, thinking you didn't hear it

he didn’t mean it! (he totally meant it he just doesn’t know how to ask)

"we should totally make out..."

"okay."

"wh-HUHH?? y-you heard that?? I-I didn't mean it!”

you were helping out idia with some equipment he needed to fix. you picked up a couple things from watching him tinker plus this was a great opportunity to spend time with him.

idia wasn’t in the best mindset today so he kept messing up and getting frustrated when it still wasn’t working right so you wanted to give it a try to help him out. you fixed it just like that in seconds.

he watched you in shock. not only did you fix in on the first try but the face you make when you’re focused was just too much for him.

a strand of hair fell in front of your face, he wanted so badly to tuck it behind your ear but that would be totally cringe otome vibes.

“idy you can ask if you want to, I won’t judge.”

the tips of his hair are pastel pink as he fidgets with his sleeves.

“w-what the… can I exist and restart.. there’s gotta be an autosave before this…” he murmurs mostly to himself under his breath

even when he really wants to kiss you, he still gets in his head so even when he wants to, you have to initiate it.

you hold onto his hands and kiss his cheek. “no need to restart. this route is perfect.”

he gasps while looking at you with full blown out eyes, staring at you like you just deleted his saved file.

“you’re an ultra rare SSR…”

you laugh as you place your lips to his. you couldn’t get enough of this dork.

idia fiddles with the ends of your shirt as he ease into the kiss. you’re too good to him, he doesn’t know how or why you picked him but he’s beyond grateful.

and just like that something flipped inside him, he curled his hand around your neck before taking the lead. he still has self doubt so he’ll slip up but when you encourage him he grows confident.

leaving you two breathless with his hair full pink with blue accents. he smiles at you before kissing your temple then diving back into your lips, holding your hand with his free one to ground himself, letting him know this is okay and he’s doing good.

“I must have crazy gacha luck to have pulled you..”

Malleus

you breathe and he’ll say he wants to make out

100% whip, simp, yearning man

“child of man. I believe we should make out.”

“hmm?”

the two of you were taking a nightly stroll that you usually do mostly every night when you can.

it was a peaceful night, you would share things that happened during the day or whatever popped in your mind as you held hands.

the conversation soon died down into a comfortable silence as you took in sight of the night sky.

malleus was too busy staring at you to appreciate the night. the way the moonlight hit your face just right making you eternal which made his face feel warm.

he wanted nothing more than to take your breath away if you’ll let him.

“I would very much like to kiss you. I want us to have a make out session and leave you breathless to show you how you make me feel every time I lay eyes on you.”

your face heated up with every word malleus spoke.

you stopped walking to process his request. malleus is a gentleman so will only make a move if you’ll let him, if you don’t want to he’ll understand. he will get pouty but wants nothing more than for you to be comfortable.

he waits patiently but has that longing look in his eyes with a hint of desire.

“o-okay.” you nod, still flush as malleus steps closer, one hand caressing your face as if you’re a piece of glasswork then dipping down to capture your lips.

he pulls back to see your face then dives back in. each time becomes longer than the previous kiss. he sure was making you breathless.

you finally had to pull back to get some air but malleus goes down to nuzzle your neck, occasionally leaving kisses.

“you are absolutely ravishing child of man. what you’re feeling is how I feel every time you’re near, and I adore it. I would want nothing more than to leave you sweet kisses and show the world my queen.”

you don’t know what makes you more breathless, malleus’s words or his kisses.

“you sweet talker, get over here.” you needed to shut him up before you exploded. you pulled him down and smashed your lips to his.

malleus was in paradise.

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a/n: that scenario has been on my mind for leona but the others idk what to do T-T sorry if this is short! have a great day/night !

[iamgonnagetyouback]

fogged-up glasses ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ●ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ theodore nott

you’re not sure what it is about theodore nott in glasses, but you swear it's ruining your life.

you don’t mean to be distracted. truly. you opened your textbook with the purest of intentions, quill in hand, ink ready, brain switched on. you had plans—big, studious plans. but then theodore nott had to show up in his stupid, soft jumper and stupid, sleepy eyes and those stupid glasses that keep sliding down his nose like gravity has a personal vendetta against him. completely stupid.

the two of you are supposed to be studying for an upcoming exam, sprawled out in the quiet corner of the library where hardly anyone ever goes—probably because theodore glares at them until they leave. but instead you’ve spent the last twenty minutes pretending to study while actually staring at him. well, mostly at the way he keeps pushing those damn glasses up, every few seconds like clockwork, jaw tightening each time like it’s the greatest inconvenience known to man.

it’s so distracting.

“you need a string or something,” you mumble, flicking the end of his quill playfully.

he says in a flat tone. “i’m not wearing a glasses chain.”

you grin. “would look cute.”

he grunts. doesn’t argue.

“well, then,” you say, voice low and lazy, “you could at least try not to look like a tortured victorian poet while i’m trying to focus.”

he doesn’t look up. “maybe try focusing harder.”

“can’t.” you lean your chin into your hand, smirking. “too busy being madly in love with you.”

he finally glances at you then, unamused. “we’ve been dating for months. this shouldn’t still surprise you.”

“it doesn’t,” you grin. “i just think it’s adorable how grumpy you get when i say it out loud.”

“i’m not grumpy.”

“you literally just growled at me.”

“i did not—”

"yeah, you did."

he pushes his glasses up again with a long-suffering sigh. “you’re insufferable.”

“yeah, but i’m your insufferable.”

he tries so hard not to react, you can see it—the tight set of his jaw, the way he goes suspiciously quiet.

and so, because you’re weak (and also a little bit obsessed with him), you lean over your shared stack of notes and kiss him.

soft. sweet.

his breath catches, but he kisses you back like he’s been waiting for you to do that all afternoon.

and then—

“damn it.”

you giggle as his glasses fog up instantly, steam clouding the lenses until he’s blinking behind them like an irritated cat.

“i told you this would happen,” he mutters, snatching them off and wiping them with the hem of his jumper.

“and i told you it’s the cutest thing i’ve ever seen.” you reach for him again, thumb brushing his jaw.

“you’re ridiculous.”

“ridiculously in love with you, yeah. you're too cute, it's your fault actually."

he puts the glasses back on and glares at you through the remaining smudge on the left lens.

then—softly, almost too quiet to catch—he says, “you’re the one who kissed me."

your heart flips.

“yeah,” you say. “i’ll probably do it again. what are you gonna do about it?" you challenged.

his lips twitch again. “nothing. but next time i’m taking the glasses off first.”

“nope. fogged-up theo is my favorite." you grin. "so, you gonna kiss me again, nott, or do i have to fog ‘em up myself?”

he groans. “merlin help me.”

but he leans in anyway.

because for all the brooding and grumbling and eye-rolling—he’s just as whipped for you as you are for him.

a/n: everyone please thank (and lightly blame) @lov3notts for this one—she read it first, sent me glasses!theo edits to keep me going, and basically held my hand while i spiraled into this. i was normal before this (i wasn’t). love you mora, this is your fault ‹𝟹

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[rosenclaws]

ROSE!!

Your thoughts on different Logan’s with a s/o who are very bitey and otherwise lowkey obsessed with skin on skin contact? Like we be having our hand in his shirt (or his pants) just because and it’s not even necessarily sexy or smth there’s just something so addicting about the way his skin and body warmth feels yknow?? Like ugh he’d feel so safe

So real I would want to be on Logan like a tick if he was real

Origins Logan -

He loves it. He finds it adorable that you're so clingy. You can't keep your hands off him and he takes advantage of that. Walking around shirtless a lot more than he really should. He likes it when you crawl into his lap when he's on the touch and just have your hands all over his chest. He teases you about it too and asks if you'd rather he just walk around naked. He would if you asked tbh. Okay but He would soo be into you biting him. The marks won't last but like. Imagine you're just sitting in his lap watching TV and you're mindlessly biting his arm because he gives you cuteness aggression lol.

Trilogy Logan -

He fucking eats it up. He loves seeing you all needy for him and wanting your hands on him. Slipping them up his shirt is his favorite. He'll be sitting on the couch manspreading and you're next to him with your hand just mindlessly rubbing up and down his stomach. Also the first time you bite him he's taken by surprise. He swears and jumps when he feels your teeth sink into his arm. Totally confused tf out of him but he's not against it. You just gotta warn him next time. He tells you that you can bite as hard as you want too with a wink and you take him up on that. Just cuddling in his lap while you're hands are playing with his chest hair or something lmao. Also he asks if he can bite you too bc it's only fair >:)

DOFP Logan -

He finds it cute. He sees the way you pout and stare at him and he just sighs and pulls you close to him and lets you stick your hands down his pants while you cuddle. He doesn't really understand it but he's not gonna stop you. Eventually he does ask and you tell him it's because he's so damn warm and he soothes you. He's never heard that one before. He wears loose clothing on purpose so you can get under them easier. Oh my god dofp logan in grey sweatpants sdafjkasdjkfo. anyways. He doesn't understand the biting but that makes it more fun. You'll be cute and sweet one moment and then bam. Biting his neck the next. He calls you his little vampire.

Old Man Logan -

He doesn't get why you're so attached to him sometimes. Why you want to see him shirtless or have your hands on him but he likes it. He runs hot but your hands feel so good on him, especially if its a massage or just having you on him. You're kinda like his weighted blanket sometimes. You'll rub his shoulders or his back when he's sore and cuddle up to him like a cat because he's so warm. He doesn't like the biting but you nip at him still. Just little bites here and there and he just rolls his eyes but he does think its a little cute.

Worst Logan -

He loves it the most. 100% he loves it the most oh my god he loves knowing that you want him that bad. That you trust him and feel so comfortable with him. It really makes him happy. Of all the Logans to wear a crop top its this one. I've got it on the brain what can I say. But he'll walk around in a slutty crop top because he likes it when you stare at his bare skin. He lets your hands on him at all times. The biting he's also really into. He tells you that you can bite him whenever you want as long as he gets to do the same. He likes to bite your ass the most

[ihaveopinionsonalotofthings]

The Percabeth hate is ridiculous

When I first found out that people hated percabeth, I thought it was a joke. And then when I went down the rabbit hole of WHY they hate the ship, I had to take an entire day to process all that information because the 'proof' that percabeth is toxic and abusive, is so far fetched, it's not even funny.

I'm not gonna try to convince people to ship percabeth if they don't want to. Everyone is allowed to have ships that they like and dislike. Even if that ship is THE OTP of the fandom. But the thing is, you can dislike a ship just because. You don't need a reason. You don't need to make up reasons. If you want to ship Percy with some other character or if you prefer Percy and Annabeth as friends, you can just do that. You don't need to prove that Annabeth and Percy are horrible for each other.

As I said I'm not trying to push my agenda on people who choose to stick with their (made up) perspective of canon. You can like what you like and hate what you hate. I just need to get this off my chest.

So this is everything I have to say about the, twisted until it no longer resembles canon 'evidence', that 'proves' that Annabeth is evil incarnate, and that percabeth is a horrible ship.

This is probably going to be a very long rant. So hold on tight.

1) The first piece of evidence is the 'name calling'. The fact that Annabeth calls Percy 'seaweed brain' is somehow controversial? I don't understand why. Especially because percy is the first one to call Annabeth 'wise girl', and though the nickname has the word 'wise' in it, it was not a compliment. But everyone just forgot that?

There's also the fact that by the end of the first book, the nicknames have become endearing for them. It's a cute thing they call each other. But apparently it's not cute to the Annabeth haters.

This evidence leaves me with a few questions. Do your friends not have humiliating nicknames for you? Does that mean they hate you? Do you even have friends at all?

2) The second piece of evidence is her 'treatment of rachel'. What about it? Sure, jealousy isn't a healthy emotion. But almost everyone feels it at least once in their life. Annabeth is a teenage girl who was witnessing the guy she liked, the guy she KISSED, hanging around with another girl.

More than that, she was scared that Percy was going to abandon her. Everyone she loved, left her behind. Luke chose Kronos. Thalia chose the hunters. And her father chose the mortal woman who gave him a chance at a normal life that Annabeth couldn't.

That's what she sees. She sees the possibility of Percy abandoning her for Rachel. So she lashes out. She's mean to Percy and Rachel. But it's her that saved Rachel's life in TLO. She's the reason Rachel is still alive. And Annabeth and Rachel do eventually make up and become good friends. I can't believe that we've come full circle from the intense Rachel hate just to hate on Annabeth.

And does no one have anything to say about Percy also feeling jealous over Annabeth with Luke. How come when Percy does it, it's cute, but when it's Annabeth, it's toxic? Annabeth doesn't show similar jealousy with Reyna or Nico because her jealousy wasn't about someone stealing Percy. It was about Percy leaving her behind. Her jealousy wasn't unreasonable. And she got over it and moved on.

3) The third bit of evidence that makes them horrible for each other is their 'codependency'. Why wouldn't they be codependent? After everything they've been through (that I hope I won't have to list out), it would make sense. But even then, they're not even really codependent. They still have their own lives separate from each other. They just choose to stay close to each other because they feel safe together. I would be surprised if they weren't codependent. Why is their codependency, that isn't even really actual codependency, such a big deal.

4) The next evidence is the 'physical abuse'. I can't even with this one. The fact that Annabeth playfully punches Percy in the gut because he was being a clueless idiot in TTC, or the fact that she kicked his shins to get him stop talking in MOA does not mean that she's abusive.

I understand that play fighting isn't everyone's thing. And there's absolutely no need to put up with anything that you don't like. But that doesn't take away from the fact that Rick meant for those instances to be friendly play fighting. Just because you think it's abusive, doesn't make it canon.

And before you ask, 'Well if Percy was the one to hit Annabeth, or if he hit her back, then would you have the same opinion?' Yes. Yes I would. I have male friends that hit me (not seriously, for fun). I hit them back. If I hit them first, I expect them to get even. I don't care. I don't think a little play fighting with friends is unhealthy. But you can. You can care. You're allowed to have boundaries. But I don't care.

5) Now for the big finish. The judo flip scene. This is the only instance where the haters have some basis. But I don't think it's enough. I understand how someone can interpret the scene as an example of abuse. But the intention of the scene is what matters. Annabeth doesn't intend to hurt percy. The scene isn't really about Percy at all. He doesn't care. He laughs at her and starts flirting. He maybe even thinks it's hot. Percy has recognised abuse in Gabe. He doesn't see it in Annabeth.

Annabeth loses control over her emotions and that's what led her to do it. And I know that sounds bad. But the emotion she loses control over isn't anger. It's grief. She's taking out her frustrations. She shouldn't have taken it out on percy. But she did. Because Rick wanted her to. I don't know exactly what he meant for the scene to be. But it's not what people have made it out to be. He definitely didn't mean for this scene, and all the other scenes that Annabeth haters cling onto, to be evidence that Annabeth is toxic and abusive. Because she's not.

I always thought percabeth would be a ship that no one would ever hate. But I'm seeing it happening, and frankly, I don't care that some people don't like the ship. The problem is that they find the need to bring down Annabeth to make it seem like the ship is toxic and abusive and the worst thing to ever exist. And that it's all somehow her fault.

I wish I could forget the time I read someone say, that 'Annabeth calling Percy 'seaweed brain' was her way of self validation because being around percy made her feel smart'. What does that even mean. Just because her fatal flaw is hubris, it doesn't mean that that's all she is. It's laughable how horribly some people have seemed to grasp Annabeth's character. They've made her into something she's not. And don't even get me started on people blaming her for all of Percy's insecurities. She didn't create them. She isn't encouraging them. Percy's insecurities are in his head. I'm pretty sure that's what insecurity means. Why is she at fault.

It hurts to see Annabeth, who is canonically a very well developed character with a lot of depth, being reduced to just her 'evil moments', that are almost always taken out of context. But meanwhile, I haven't heard a single complaint about Percy even though he's done and thought a lot of the same things as Annabeth. Somehow, when Percy does it, it's excusable. But when Annabeth does it, it's unforgivable. But sure, it's not misogyny. It's also not delusion.

[fizzyapplecandy]

The one with the vampire royals and their doll Part 13

Series masterlist

Ateez Hongjoong x Seonghwa x reader

Genres and warnings: vampire Matz X reader, strangers to lovers, mature language, mentions of intimacy, minors dni, best friend Yeosang x Wooyoung, humor, fluff

Word count: 1.4k

You've had enough with the feud between your boyfriends and Wooyoung, so you take matters into your own hands.

Ever since Hongjoong and Seonghwa had you for the first time, they've been insatiable. Hongjoong would come knocking on your door before you left for work, wanting to warm you up for the day. Seonghwa would take his time with you afterwards, under the fairy lights in your room.

Weekends and the odd days were for both of them, and you always felt like you ran a marathon afterwards.

You weren't complaining. No, far from that.

It amazed you how much they wanted you, and you took it all in.

Your life was pretty much perfect, if you take out the fact that Yeosang and Wooyoung haven't been in the same room as your boyfriends since the incident you had.

Sometimes Seonghwa asks you about them, just so that he can make a joke about setting Wooyoung straight. You know he doesn't mean it, but it makes you wonder how it will all end up in the end. You want them to get along, it's not something you can negotiate on.

Because of that, you decided to take matters into your own hands. They'd have to sit together and talk like adults.

"My love, where do you want me to set the pastries? Are we eating in the living room or?"

You turned to Seonghwa, noting how cute he looked with his flowy white dress shirt, holding a tray of pink cupcakes. He looked absolutely out of place in his almost regal attire, standing in your small kitchen.

"I'm back!"

Both of your heads turned to the hallway, seeing Hongjoong enter with his hands full. He offered to go get your drinks, but he was gone longer than usual.

"Hi love, where have you been?"

Hongjoong placed a kiss on Seonghwa's lips before reaching for you and doing the same, as if he hadn't seen you an hour before.

"Sorry about that. I ran into your little friend, Y/N."

You froze, knowing what would come next.

Hongjoong placed the bags on the counter, seemingly too casual for your liking.

"Imagine my surprise, doll, when he said he was coming over to your place for movie night."

Seonghwa was now next to his husband, curious about what he said.

"Really? What an odd thing for him to say." You tried brushing it off, but Hongjoong was persistent.

"Is it? I found it quite odd as well, seeing how you invited us over for movie night as well. Maybe he got the days wrong, hm?"

You only managed to nod, trying to stall as much as you could. Yeosang and Wooyoung would be here any minute, and you were determined to see this through.

"Maybe, you know how he gets. Silly Yeosang."

The men glanced at each other, Seonghwa giving the blonde man a smirk.

"Y/N, my love, are you hiding something from us?"

"No! Why would I do that? Come on now, Hwa. We need to arrange the coffee table, the movie is about to start."

"We're using your Netflix, baby. We start the movie when we want." Hongjoong said, making his way over to you.

"Tell me... Is Yeosang bringing over a certain someone with him?"

You gulped, raking your brain for an excuse when the doorbell rang. Seonghwa chuckled, placing the cupcakes on the counter.

"Now, I wonder who that could be?"

"I'll get it! You stay put and please!" You pointed a finger a them. "Please, behave!"

Without waiting for a response, you walked towards your front door where you heard laughing from the other side. Opening it up, there stood a blushing Yeosang with his boyfriend wrapped around him.

"Hi there!" You said, trying to sound casual.

Wooyoung's eyes lit up.

"Y/N! Oh, I missed you so much!"

He detached himself from Yeosang and jumped straight into your arms. You chuckled awkwardly, gesturing for them to come inside.

"Now, now. It's been a week, how can you miss me so much?"

"That's too long! I love seeing your beautiful face every day!"

"Is that so?"

The three of you snapped your hands towards the living room, where your two boyfriends stood with their arms crossed. Hongjoong was the one who spoke first, smirking at Wooyoung's surprised expression.

"You like our girl that much?"

The poor boy almost pushed you off, taking a step back and trying to hide behind Yeosang.

"No! Not at all!"

Seonghwa stepped forward. "So, you don't like her? Why not?"

"That's not... No, I... Oh God!"

Wooyoung wrapped his arms around Yeosang's waist.

"Sangie, I love you. I will always love you. Light of my life, my precious emerald, my hero..."

"Cut it out, Woo. They're messing with you." Yeosang said to his boyfriend, amused by the whole situation.

"Are you?" He asked timidly, glancing over Yeosang's shoulder.

"Boys?" You questioned, glaring in their direction.

They looked at each other, nodding after a seemingly quiet conversation.

"We're messing with you." Seonghwa said finally, and all of the tension melted away.

"Oh thank God." Wooyoung sighed, placing a hand over his heart.

"But we do need to talk, don't you think?" Hongjoong added, gesturing for all of you to sit.

After making yourself comfortable between your boyfriends, you looked over at the two men trying to fit on your sofa. Wooyoung was adamant they could fit, and in the end he placed himself on Yeosang's lap.

"There. Now, I believe you owe us an explanation, is that right Wooyoung?" Seonghwa asked, trying to be as polite as possible.

You knew your men were well behaved all the time, but for some reason they enjoyed making Wooyoung squirm.

"All I can say at this point is... I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I messed up. I just..." Wooyoung stopped, taking Yeosang's hand in his. He couldn't even look at the men in front of him, opting to entertain himself with Yeosang's fingers.

"I was young, not well trained, but I was ambitious. If I had known how much the rings meant to you... I would have never offered to do the spell. I was over confident, and I realise that now."

There was a moment of silence between all of you, until Hongjoong chuckled. You looked at him, ready to scold him again, but he only smiled at you.

"Wooyoung, we aren't mad. It was a long time ago, right? We just wished you stayed back then to help us reverse the spell. We wanted to help you in any way we could, but you just... Disappeared."

Wooyoung nodded along, gathering up the courage to look at the two men.

"If I had known that... I'm sorry. My first instinct was to run, so I did. I wish I had done things differently."

"It's okay now, Wooyoung. Faith decided to bring us back together, and we know how much Yeosang means to Y/N. We'd never want to ruin that. As much as we want to continue messing with you -"

"Hey! Did I now tell you to behave?" You cut Seonghwa off, but he only kissed you briefly.

"If I may continue, my love. We want to, but we won't. So please, don't hide from us anymore. We still have to tell Yeosang and Y/N about the time you worked in the circus as a fortune teller."

Both you and Yeosang gasped.

"What? You scammed people?" You said, amused by the information.

"No! Of course not! I'm a warlock, remember? I know some things. I had to make money, somehow." Wooyoung was almost offended by your question, but the room soon burst into laughter.

The night went on smoothly afterwards, with your boyfriends making Wooyoung squirm a few more times. He took it like a champ, even firing back at them, and they let him off the hook.

When you said your goodbyes, you plopped back onto the couch, snuggling into Hongjoong's side.

"That was fun." You said, kissing him on the cheek.

"Fun? Sure. You're quite sneaky, my doll."

"She is, isn't she?" Seonghwa added, wiping his hands on a kitchen towel before making his way over to you. He snuggled into your side, reaching over to hold Hongjoong's hand.

"Do you think we should do something about that, my star?"

The men glanced at each other before looking back at you.

It was obvious where they were headed, and you were more than ready for them.

"I think she might need a lesson or two. What do you say, my love? Are you ready for it?"

You looked at both of them, noticing how their eyes changed to their natural colour. Seonghwa's bright red stood out more, but Hongjoong's deep burgundy made you shiver almost immediately.

"I'm always ready for you. My bedroom would be perfect for the lesson, don't you think?"

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[valentine-cafe]

hi. rich boy anon here. can I just say I S(CREAMED) when I saw you answered my ask and made absolute ART. I was actually floored. anyways 1 affogato please!! so imagine vespasiano (hope I spelled that right..) with a really really dumb himbo bf. like he wears clothes two sizes two small and is just oblivious to the stares he’s getting, whether good or bad and he has basically just one brain cell on life support. so as I was writing this I forgot my idea so you can make up a scenario here with the details I’ve given you. bottom male reader btw!! as usual ignore this if u need to <3

�� 𓂃 𝑶𝑹𝑫𝑬𝑹 𝑼𝑷 : affogato !! . . . vampire ⊹ bttm m reader .

. ᘛ 𝑓𝑒𝑎𝑡​​​​​​​𝑢​​​​​​​𝑟​​​​​​​𝑖𝑛​​​​​​​𝑔﹕verse 781 ꮽ  vespasiano 781

 𐔌𖹭 ˖ ࣪  who's that ?⠀﹕a charismatic, vampiric lieutenant. with years of experience turning his hair grey and a sharp eye

ּ  ֗ recepit ℘ ... vespasiano loves his himbo boyfriend ⊹ cw ٬٬ smut . ⊹ notes : I'm sooo glad you liked the other piece ! and this was honestly so cute and funny to write.

Vespasiano loves his himbo boyfriend sooo much. The way you look at him with those big, beady eyes with not a thought behind them? An immediate relaxant after his long deployments away. You're like a puppy, so eager, so affectionate and so, so silly. He finds it beyond endearing.

He's never been one to comment on your clothes. Why would he? As long as you're safe, he doesn't care. However, he prefers you with him. So that he can stare down all the looks you get with a lazy glare that makes just about anyone back off. Also so that he can place his hand on your hip while you so enthusiastically spout the name of your order wrong to the very confused cashier. Before he's chuckling and ordering for you instead.

Especially loves when you go on little rambles about just about anything. Here he is, 7am in the kitchen about to head out and you're on a very passionate talk about . . . butter. Of course he indulges you! His favourite pass-time is listening to your voice.

Loves whenever you're so oblivious to giving him a boner too. He's sat there, obviously hard to you on his lap and rambling on about your day. And once you realise and look down with a slow blink? He only flashes you a sly smile and a tilt of his head. "What baby, didn't notice?"

He especially loves that dumb look written all over your face once he's got you on your back. Eyes crossed and tight shirt rolled up so that he can have a go at your hard nipples. Hips effortlessly, cruelly, pounding against yours until you're muttering and whining unintelligibly.

"There we go, pretty boy. My pretty, dumb boy for my cock, huh baby?" His deep chuckle only induces more of your whines. Try speaking and he'll just shallow his thrusts. So that you're squealing and drooling. All the more reason to mock you.

꒰ ۪ ˖ ࣪ 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑢 ... info ꮽ mlist ꮽ verse ꮽ wiki . 

[louisetaylor]

The Creak in the Attic liveblog

Here we go! New play!

Tom's character fixing clocks is a really likable job. He strikes me as a gentle fellow who keeps his feelings to himself but it's still so nice that he sympathizes with his son missing New York

"Don't be scared," he says to himself. I love it immediately. I have visions of marrying him and comforting him when he's scared by thunderstorms. "Ohhh fudge!...I fancy some fudge for dinner..."

my gosh Luke, don't kneel on his lap, your knees will hurt him. just sit down why don't you

Sam is yelling too loud as usual. Stop screaming Sam

I love John Hobson. Such a dark spooky backstory tempered by such a nice friendly personality

here comes the neighbor...Melson Nelson? All right AJ, maybe you'll be able to remember that name. "What a curious first name." "Hey now, some people are from Wisconsin." YAYYY WISCONSIN MENTIONED

Love how they offer Mr. Nelson a seat and he refuses. Chair-J doesn't trust chairs anymore. Update: he forgot his name. "Melson Welson." "Nope."

AYYYY WE GOT ANOTHER "Be Careful" (TM)

The clock John is fixing just started working by itself? Classic. And it keeps striking? To thirteen? PAST thirteen?

Sam's alone in the attic. Okay Sam what are you doing. Crying? Poor Sam. Let's hope you're not a villain.

"GHOSTS...CANNOT GO THROUGH WALLS," says God-J

Sam proceeds to flip God-J the double bird

John Jr is climbing into the attic. hoo boy I hope nothing catastrophic happens as illustrated on the thumbnail of the video

It's funny and cute how the ghost is so excited and happy to see someone else. How refreshing that Sam can't talk for once

"How did you die? Raindrops...A heat-seeking missile." Hahaha Sam is so frustrated. Well, I guess you could call lightning that. John Jr finally guesses. The ghost applauds him sarcastically and rolls his eyes.

Mr. Nelson is telling Jon (apparently short for Jonathan so that changes the spelling) about how Jim got struck by lightning. Tom's losing it and laughing but pretending to be crying. It's adorable when Tom can't help laughing :)

"Well, Mr...Memento, was it?" "Memento Mori." I think the lightning fried Melson's brain a little too. Then Tom gets it wrong again. "Pimento Mori. The memory of olives."

Oh, his wife Alice is in New York but she'll be coming around later.

Jon comes back with the milk, sees them gone, says "I left my son with a strange man" and immediately starts running. We love Tom playing a good dad

Marty Nankmeyer or whatever the hell has gone up to the attic and OH BOY JIM IS POSSESSING JUNIOR AND MAKING HIM YELL AT HIM "YOU FCKING KILLED ME!!!" "WHY WAS YOUR KITE SO IMPORTANT TO YOU? WHO ARE YOU, BENJAMIN FCKING FRANKLIN???" Luke seems to be having fun being possessed by an angry ghost.

Tom just showed up as a ghost. AJ: "What the fuck is going oooooooonnnnn....."

Oh it's his GRANDPA who died on the PLANE that's so sweet, he loves his grandson and he's proud of him

Aaaand now it's the grandma with her loud friendly Jersey (?) accent. They're putting little sparkle emojis around her words in the captions. "By the way, you can have mojitos when you're a ghost!" It wouldn't be a SFTH longform if we didn't have Tom playing a woman. I love her

Junior is back with his dad, they hug, and Junior is pretty much okay. That's a nice change from all the children in the plays being traumatized. (God bless you Alexa.) Jon finds the clock got fixed by itself. "Guess someone's watching over me."

Junior goes to bed. Sam runs past as a shooting star. I expected Junior to wish on it but I guess he doesn't have anything to wish for, which is even better. Tom walks onstage and gently says "And scene."

[antispopausandstuff]

the SPOP fandom has instilled a genuine worry that if i write characters having moments of silliness // goofiness, original or in fanwork, they'll automatically be labeled as stupid.

i love writing serious stories, but i enjoy light-hearted, ( mostly ) harmless scenarios, too, where characters make a too quick decision, believe a myth, or have a simple misunderstanding. they can be funny, cute, or just a breath of fresh air.

yet, because of this fandom ( including others, but the SPOP fandom was the first time it was nailed into my brain, specifically, and it's the main one for me ), i always have second thoughts on writing scenes like that. people want multifaceted, real characters, but then always dumb them down into tropes.

and, honestly, i might get flack for this, but it's come to the point where it feels there's an ableist or patronizing undertone to it, especially with characters who struggle with social cues and aren't immediately noticeably labeled as neurodivergent, sheltered, etc.

naive? stupid.

oblivious at times? stupid.

short-tempered? stupid.

impulsive? stupid.

get something 'obviously' wrong? stupid.

poor decision making? stupid.

like, unless the character(s) obviously established as smart, anything that isn't the 'best' for them to do instantly means they're dumb in some way or form. and, even then, smart characters are still called stupid for not understanding certain things.

i still remember when one of the SPOP VAs ( Adora's, i'm p sure ) said that Entrapta would originally be a Trump supporter until someone explained to her what that would mean. because she's autistic. and i was so fucking insulted by that.

so, trust me, not only is it annoying, but it can just be downright dehumanizing for this to happen.

you can't say you want multi-faceted characters, then immediately force them into a box because, gasp, they act goofy sometimes!

are you for real?

[victorluvsalice]

AU Thursday: Valicer In The Dark Vs Baldur's Gate III

Okay, so, yesterday I happened to mention that I'd gotten into Baldur's Gate III -- and that a certain Crime Trio of mine (based on an entirely different RPG, I might add), had decided to lay claim to it as a potential AU of their OWN AU. No, I don't know why I'm like this either. *sigh* Anyway, there's not really that much to it at this point in time -- while I have spoiled myself on the story (and seen a bunch of cutscenes thanks to my friend @gaydragonwizards), I haven't actually played that much of the game itself and thus don't know exactly how the trio would react to EVERY quest and NPC in the game. I do know some basics, though:

-->The AU starts with the Nautiloid happening to pop into the Valicer In The Dark universe by mistake while navigating -- the mind flayers decide they may as well abduct some people while they're here, and unfortunately Victor, Alice, and Smiler, walking the streets of Six Towers, are in range of the tentacles and taken aboard to be infected

-->Smiler wakes up in the canonical pod and finds their way to Us, saving them and immediately bonding with the little intellect devourer ("I'm a they/them too!"); Alice wakes up in a different pod nearby and is the first to meet Lae'zel, and helps her fight the imps; and Victor wakes up in the same room as Shadowheart, and is working on freeing her when the others arrive -- they get her out, get to the helm, and manage to fight their way to the transponder and connect the nerves

-->If you're wondering about potential language barriers, one of the good things about the tadpoles randomly connecting your mind to other people's is that it allows you to pick up Common super fast -- I basically see them getting a bit of an "information dump" on a few key things about the reality they're currently in during the initial connections

-->Also, in the process of freeing Shadowheart, the group find that woman in the other room and mess with her console, accidentally causing her to change -- a creepy moment made even creepier by Victor's Ghost Mind ability letting him briefly see the woman's soul escape...and then burn up as she transforms into a mind flayer. We will come back to this later

-->After the crash landing, Victor, Alice, and Smiler are very confused when they wake up to see a blue sky...and then, after waking up Shadowheart and being told, essentially, "it's blue because it's sunny?" are utterly GOBSMACKED to find themselves in a world with an ACTUAL SUN. Though shock and delight quickly turn to "oh wow, this is actually a lot hotter than we're used to, we need to find lighter clothes fast" XD

-->From there, they pick up the rest of the companions and work their way through the main plot, hoping to both find a way to get the damn tadpoles out of their heads and get home (because as nice as a world with a sun is, it's not Duskwall, and Smiler in particular would like to see their parents again plz)

-->Naturally, being pretty good-hearted people, they do the nice versions of the quests and help people out as much as possible -- though, also being a group of Shadows who nick things and sabotage schemes for their living, I can see them offering tips to the gang of tiefling children thieves and scam artists to help them in their chosen path. XD Also, Alice probably has to be talked out of killing Kagha right then and there when she threatens Arabella, and I'm not sure the snake survives THAT little encounter. Alice has a thing about people threatening children, as you might expect!

-->I foresee a lot of confusion on both sides about how different Duskwall and the Shattered Isles are from Faerun -- not just the sun thing, but also Victor having access to an entirely different form of magic (Gale in particular is like "wtf is this??? This is not Weave???"); the group not knowing what horses or cows are (both animals are extinct in their world) and having to be introduced to them -- while, on the flip side, being perfectly cool with eating rat; and the trio being briefly like "well, it's horrible what happened to that poor woman on the Nautiloid, but at least her ghost won't be slowly going insane and trying to feast on the life essence of the living" and the others being like "what." Leading to Victor, Alice, and Smiler learning that this world has an afterlife and being like D: as it dawns on them that the total destruction of the soul is not an accepted way to keep the world from being riddled from ghosts here. (The others are once again like "what the FUCK is wrong with your reality?")

-->Smiler spends a good portion of the early game looking for Us, before finally accepting sadly that the intellect devourer probably didn't survive the crash...and then they get to the mind flayer colony under Moonrise in Act Two and "Friend! You found the helm!" :D They are beyond happy to see Us and won't hear a word said against them from the other companions (who are naturally BAFFLED as to why Smiler wants an intellect devourer as a pet) -- and Us, for their part, is entirely loyal to their friend Smiler and all THEIR friends, because the kindness Smiler showed to them on the Nautiloid caused them to bond more closely with them than the rest of the hive :) Victor and Alice warm up to the little thing pretty quick, while the others...well, they get used to having a brain wandering around pretending to be a kitty. XD

-->Part of me would like Shar to somehow be responsible for the Shattered Isles no longer having a sun...and thus be real annoyed that people are still living in that world eight hundred and forty-seven years later (as Alice puts it, "you brought the darkness, and we just lit it back up again")

-->And in the "overpowered nonsense that wouldn't make it into any actual story stuff but is fun to think about," I enjoy pondering the possibility of the trio, when faced with the Avatar of Myrkul, using Victor's Whisper ghost-fighting stuff on it -- and successfully forcing it into a spirit bottle. I imagine the other companions would be like "how the FUCK did you bottle part of a GOD?!" while Myrkul would be just "...guess it beats dying again." Oh, and Withers finds it hilarious in his droll way. XD Bonus points for talking to Myrkul about what the damn plan with the Absolute even gets him, Myrkul realizing that he's somehow been had by the Netherbrain, and switching sides against his former compatriots because, yeah, this mind flayer invasion does NOT benefit him in any way, wtf.

-->Or, if you would like DIFFERENT godly intervention, I did have an idea where Mar-Mal is also able to access Faerun through the blessing they gave Smiler, and uses its influence to protect Smiler from the tadpole instead of Smiler having to rely on the Dream Visitor and the artifact. They task Smiler with spreading their influence and getting worshipers so Mar-Mal can do more on this plane, and Smiler happily talks up their god to anyone who will listen (also sharing what samples they have left of their Joy Serum). And fortunately for them, people are willing to throw at least a few prayers the way of a god of pure happiness...meaning that during the endgame, when it's time to fight the Netherbrain, Mar-Mal's gotten just enough power to come into Faerun, filling the sky with spiral clouds as they manifest. The gang still has to fight the Netherbrain, but it's easier as the Netherbrain is, um, a bit distracted trying to not be mindwarped by Mar-Mal! XD And once the threat is defeated, Mar-Mal is able to open up a temporary portal to bring Victor, Alice, and Smiler home. With the implication that they could get back eventually...like, say, in six months to catch up. :p

Whew -- bit more than I expected here! I don't know if anything is actually going to come from this -- I mean, I definitely have to get the REGULAR Valicer In The Dark stuff done first -- but it's fun to think about as I play the game. And it has inspired me to make a few not-incorrect quotes/shitposty scenes...

[sysig]

Is this small and pixely enough that it’s not a spoiler

[necrotic-nephilim]

I’m here to bother you again!!!

You don’t have to if you don’t want to but maybe dark ship bingo with timjay or brudick????

hELLO i love being bothered by you this is delightful omg thank you, i would love to

Here is JayTim, I can't believe I only got one bingo for them. Ironically I genuinely don't view Jason and Tim as family, even when I'm not shipping them, I think they're tentative allies at best and you can only brother-ify them if you're doing very generously OOC fluff, a la WFA-style. They're absolutely toxic and codependent on each other's existence, Tim wouldn't exist without Jason and Jason is Undeniably Weird about Tim, but not brothers so I can't check off the familial squares. Also, I have no idea if I've been blocked by 10+ people, but it'd be funny if I am. And funnily enough, I don't think Tim or Jason are vanilla in any capacity even when they're not fucking. Especially not Tim, that boy is Certified Weird.

and ofc BruDick I nearly blacked out the whole board because they absolutely are weird and unwell. Some of these only apply to certain AUs of BruDick (like an idea I have rattling in my skull rn with Talon!Dick) but most of it applies to them all the time. I really need to write some fucked up BruDick, it's tragic I haven't yet. Right now the two fics I'm working on are a weird JayDick and a more fluffy DamiDick, but I have Plans™ for BruDick too. They are the OG and deserve their flowers for being the most toxic mess you've ever seen.

[supergraphicultramoderngirl]

aaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[t1erradelfuego]

[crossbackpoke-check]

i've been thinking a lot about the mojoe show, especially how i miss seeing them together and somehow, i stumbled on your blog and all your tags about them (joe in specific) speak directly to me!

no go on... what are the tags saying to you... come join the mojo(e) jojo hive mind...

[sysig]

Huh?? Whuh??? Okay (Patreon)

[madamechrissy]

Ex Husband Toji

MDNI- NSFW- explicit sex, dirty talk, oral (m and f recieving) lil bit of rough sex, Toji calls you doll and Mama, creampie, breed kink, reader is Megumi's mom and Toji needs another kid lol

Ex Husband Toji who you're so mad at, because he's late picking up Megumi for his day to take him to school again, so you decide to go directly to his house, banging on the door.

Ex Husband Toji who overslept after working all night, and feels awful he's fucked up again, but when he sees your cute little scowl, he's instantly turned on, because fuck he misses you so much.

Ex Husband Toji who smirks, licking his full lower lip as his dark green eyes drink you in. 'still in your pajamas, huh doll?' earning you shoving at his chest now, crossing your arms. 'was supposed to be your day to take Gumi, no I wasn't dressed!' Toji really likes this crop top, the strap hanging off your bare shoulder, your nipples perk up as he stares, earning a smug grin

Ex Husband Toji laughs as he says 'could've just told me you wanted to get off, y'know' earning your smack on his cheek, which really just makes him hard for you as you stomp in his house. He's shirtless and in sweats, you're trying to avoid looking at his chiseled, muscular body because if you stare too long you'll remember how good he fucked you, so you cross your arms, glaring and say 'I actually have a date tonight, Toji'

Ex Husband Toji scowls now, stepping up to you, he's so big he takes over the whole little home it seems, his big rough hands gripping your bare waist, thumbs pressing against your rib cage. 'what's that now, doll? I must've fuckin misheard' you scoff, shoving his hands off 'didn't mishear shit, we're done you know that' he yanks you to him now, and when you're pressed against his body? your brain short circuits as he leans down so close you taste the cigarettes on his breath

Ex Husband Toji slams his lips on yours, you feel that scar rubbing against your mouth, as his tongue devours you, lapping in and out so fucking messy. No one fucking kisses you like that, no one can do this to you, but you can't fuck him again, this keeps happening and you have to move on. You back away then, panting, eyes locked on his, and then he says it 'I fuckin miss you, so much y'know that? miss you cummin on m'face'

Ex Husband Toji may or may not then have your thighs spread on his kitchen table, he may or may not have your sleep shorts yanked to the side, and he may or may not have his face buried between your thighs. He's lapping you up, tasting your sweet arousal all over his mouth, as he looks up under sooty lashes. Your hands yank his inky black hair as you gasp, while he fucks your gummy walls so goddamn well, crying out 'still h-hate you, T-Toji' earning him leaning back with a devious fucking grin, as he smacks your cunt.

Ex Husband Toji who watches you tremble and whimper as he spits on your clit, watching the bubbly liquid drip between your lip, slipping two thick fingers into your tight little hole, cock throbbing under his sweats as he remembers how good you feel clenching him. He's not been with anyone else, how could he? 'T-Toji, f-fuck!' you're screaming his name, eyes rolling back while he scissors those fingers in and out of your soppy little hole, which flutters around them. 'ya gonna cum f'me doll? let me see it... there ya go'

Ex Husband Toji Has you cumming all over his fingers, white hot stars blinding you, as it washes all over, no one could do this to you, and soon he's got you turned and bent over the table, legs dangling pathetic as he slides those slutty grey sweats down, releasing his thick heavy cock, that shoves in your soaking wet cunt, stretching you so good. 'Ah! oh my god!' you have tears in your eyes as he grips your hips, begining to fuck into you, slamming your cervix as his balls smack your little twitching clit

Ex Husband Toji loves how you feel so much, muttering 'f-fuckin missed this, missed your cunt gripping me... cum on doll, cum again lemme feel her' you need no urging, you're pulsing around his cock in the middle of his messy ass kitchen, on his old table scattered with cards and gambling tickets. He shoves your head down as he grips a wrist, pulling it behind your back and bottoming out, stuffing you so full you're soaking him completely, gasping for a breath.

Ex Husband Toji who busts inside you, muttering 'need a lil brother or sister for Gumi, don't we, mama?' and you're just nodding weakly, feeling his load so deep inside you, fucking up your guts as he's still fucking into you, he tilts your chin, slamming his lips on yours as he leans over you, big hands taking over your body, cock twitching in you. 'stop this shit, come home' he whispers, you pull away then, on trembling legs, glaring up at him.

Ex Husband Toji hopes he knocked you up again as you go off on him for being late, as you act like you're going to leave, only for you to be on your knees sucking yourself off him, and as he's fucking your throat he's pretty damn sure you're not going on any date at all

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