#“will deserves better” is my least favorite take in the whole world

[mscherub]

Right, so…you’re transported to a new world, and me being the science geek I am, I can’t help but think of all the bacteria you wouldn’t be accustomed to in Twisted Wonderland…so imagine how bad flu season would be, or just the spreading of sicknesses around the school in general

You better have a good immune system cause oml would it be put into overdrive. Anyways…here’s my twist on what the Savanaclaw boys would do in order to be helpful in your recovery ❤️‍🩹

Let me know if you’d want to see other dorms!

Heartslabyul, Savanaclaw, Octavinelle, Scarabia, Pomefiore, Ignihyde, Diasomnia

Warnings!:

Sickness, obviously

Mentions of vomiting, snot, etc

To start us off…

It’s flu season in Twisted Wonderland, well you call it the flu, they call it something else you don’t even bother to learn. With you’re immune so shot and not used to the illnesses that spread around, getting sick more often that you honestly should, you woke up with a headache. Ok…nothing too serious, but you thought it to be a good idea to just take some ibuprofen equivalent in their world and “thug it out,” which ultimately lead to your current situation. Currently, you’re in the infirmary, having passed out from a raging fever and a disgustingly congested respiratory system during PE and you’re bed ridden back at ramshackle, at least until your fever goes down. Sevens bless Grim and the ghosts as they try and get you things to feel better, but you need some sort of intervention, and here comes you’re favorite person at the right time. How do they help you out?

Leona🦁:

Mans would probably do the bare minimum, IM SORRY LOL

he’d have Ruggie get you food, and honestly he’d just be there for moral support

He probably doesn’t care about getting sick himself, so I can see him getting into bed with you and just laying next to you, being a personal’s heater you can cuddle into or not

Medicines? Sure…he’ll remember you need to take them, and that’s about the only useful thing he does by himself

If you throw up or anything he’ll just look at you with narrowed eyes and have Ruggie help you, then he’ll cuddle you again to get you to relax

I don't have much for him…like I said he’d probably make Ruggie do everything 😭

Ruggie💰:

Walks in with a whole bunch of items he bought(with Leona’s money, obvi.)

He’ll he you’re personal butler for the day, or as long as your sick, but you’ll pay him back, right? Yea? Gooooood!

He’ll grab you whatever you need in the blink of an eye, and he’ll cook nutritional meals for you to make sure you get better

He’ll do laundry, and I mean, mans gets “paid” to clean, so he’ll disinfect surfaces and make sure your sheets and blankets are all nice and fresh!

Medicines he’ll be on top of in my opinion…but if you have any left over after you’re better, he’ll take them off your hands. What? No, not to sell them or anything- no, totally to sell them

Hey, at least he’s there to support you and make you feel at least a little better

Pay him back

Seriously

He worked hard

He deserves it—

Jack 🐺:

For some reason I feel this man would try and get you to sweat the sickness out, you’re coughing up a storm or something and he’s having you do sit ups in bed or something, I don’t think that’s a good idea

Like dude…

But besides that, he’d be concerned, his tail would swish slowly and idly as he Just stands there watching you, a little unsure of what to do

If you ask him for something, he’s right on to doing it

Protein dense meals, will say you need it to get stronger again. Sure, I guess that’ll work for you, maybe

He’ll check the time to gauge when you need to take your medicine again, so he’d be pretty persistent with that

He’s strong so he’s not gonna be scared of getting sick.

If you ask to touch his tail while your sick, he probably will let you for once, out of pity though

Another Drabble done, expect another one soon my lovelies. And also, I just wanna say thank u all so much for all the likes I’ve been getting, it brightens up my dull days, lol ❤️

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[k-s-morgan]

Hey, how’s your vacation going? Are you doing okay? Your last post has me a little worried.

Another ask: I just want you to know, that even from very far away, I love you. Please stay alright 💞

Another ask: Are you okay?? Please let us know

Another ask: I hope you are well. Are you okay?

Another ask: Hi, are you doing ok? I've been really concerned since you haven't updated your blog in a while and you mentioned you were going away to an unsafe place. Please stay safe and keep us updated on your well-being.

Another ask: Another ask: Hello, I hope you have a great time on your vacation. I hope it helps you forget about the whole situation that is happening over there.

Another ask: You really deserve a break, take care of yourself and enjoy. ^^

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Hi! Writing from my vacation spot <3 Thank you all so very much for constantly supplying me with this much love and support! It means the world to me!

That last attack was the worst one yet, at least for me and my loved ones. One of the key targets Russia has chosen was located just 1.5 kilometers from my home. It hadn't even worked properly for years, but I doubt these terrorists care about it, they just needed to hit something.

The attack went on from 9 pm to 6 am. 28 people died in my city, the last time I checked. One of the missiles hit the apartment complex; from what I heard, out of everyone living there, only 2 people, 9 cats, and some birds survived - our local heroes managed to dig them out on time.

The most discouraging thing is that we know it's only going to get worse, as Russia keeps amassing drones and missiles for its terrorist attacks, and the countries that could make it pause don't give a damn about it. I think this decision has terrible long-term consequences for other smaller countries, but then the world has never been a nice, fair, or logical place.

From better, more personal news, I'm really enjoying my vacation! Things have been mostly quiet, the nature is beautiful, and I got to sleep for a couple of days straight. Now I'm ready to fully dedicate myself to writing!

Hello from my favorite vacation spot

Will answer some more asks later today. Thanks so much, again, for being here for me!

[torukmaktoskxawng]

Hi I love your work! Would you have any sfw + nsfw relationship headcanons for So’lek x fem Sarentu Na’vi? I’m playing AFoP right now and I’m looking for crumbs in every in-game interaction lol

Pairing: So'lek/Fem!Sarentu!Reader

Taglist: @mooniequeen @avatar-lover @neteyamsyawntu

Warnings: nsfw (will be under the cut), minors dni

A/n: Using my favorite picture I ever took while playing AFoP 💕 Imagine that's how he looked when you walked into the room.

Also, my first headcanon request! Yay!

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Sfw:

This man trusts you with his life and therefore trusts you are safe and loyal to him, no matter how far or how long you two are apart. (Doesn't mean he trusts Eetu to keep his overconfident hands to himself)

You're constantly traveling and never in one place for long, and while he used to be the same way, he finds himself staying in a chosen few places for long periods of time so that you can easily find him.

While he isn't much for PDA, he's still Na'vi, and he is going to grab your tail, both publicly and privately.

After losing his own clan, he understands exactly what you need to finally and properly mourn the loss of the Sarentu. He gives you what he wished he could've accepted from others after the loss of his people.

Doesn't like it when people tease him about your love. He takes your relationship very seriously and doesn't see the teasing as lighthearted. Priya learns quickly that he's more broody if your relationship comes up in the conversation.

And it's not like he's ashamed of your relationship. He's very proud of it, thank you very much. Even though he isn't into PDA, he still properly courts you in Na'vi tradition like you deserve. He wants you to experience Na'vi traditions since you never had them growing up.

He forces himself to appreciate the Sky People's communication devices because they ease his worries when he's able to talk to you from long distances. Yes, he trusts you to be safe, but he can't trust the rest of Pandora to do the same.

Takes his role as Big Brother to the rest of the Sarentu (Ri'nela, Nor, and Teylan) very seriously since you clearly trust him to guide your family when you're traveling and away from home.

Nsfw (minors dni):

I've said it once, and I'll say it again, this man has ZERO shame when he's eating you out. He's hungry, and he's messy. He's not gonna care how loud or disgusting it sounds.

I wouldn't be surprised if he spent a whole night with his mouth between your legs. I doubt this man has had any action during his life of solitude and path of revenge, so he's going to make up for lost time. If he's craving your taste, you better let him ravage you.

He's one of those lovers who refuses to pleasure himself unless it's to pleasure you, your care and well-being first and foremost in his mind. He doesn't care if it physically hurts not being able to cum, he's going to make sure you cum first. Please please PLEASE give him just as much attention because he deserves it. 🙏

When you two finally mate and form tsaheylu, he's supporting your weight as he takes you up against the nearest tree, being as gentle as physically possibly even with your gummy walls hugging his cock so deliciously. It takes a lot of his strength and willpower not to rail you right away. Since you're bonding for the first time, he wants it to be prolonged and intense. He wants to take his time.

Another reason why he sometimes refuses to cum is because believe it not, he doesn't have a breeding kink. At least not yet. He's not oblivious of the world around you, and even in his frenzied need to have every part of you, he remembers the war and how it's no place to start a family, no matter how much the both of you might want it.

He refuses to budge on the matter, and you need to respect that boundary. So you try other ways to get him to cum. Having him fuck you between the thighs was the best idea since the human invention of sliced bread. He. Loves. It. You have to hold onto his tail because it's always thrashing wildly behind him as he grinds his leaking cock into the tight space where you clench your thighs.

This man has been so deprived that when he cums, he cums a lot. A LOT. It's a shame none if that goes inside you 🫣 what a shame.

Growls. Enough said.

Actually, no, not enough said. Growls between your legs and the vibration puts toys to shame.

Mating bites 🫦 but they're mostly hidden between your thighs, under your loincloth. You definitely feel them as you walk around, and that is one of the little things in life between you and him that gets So'lek to smile.

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I will happily write more about this!

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Mattheo knew it was for the better. However, that knowledge wasn't enough to push away the ghosts of the past. He knew you deserved better, so he ran. Without a word, he left. 

He chose to do it during the graduation ceremony at hogwarts. You were always a studious student and took all the honor classes so he didn't doubt how long you would be at the ceremony. He knew he had long to pack all those years of memories. Seven years with you, packed in a suitcase the size of his upper body. He had to leave, he kept repeating that to himself, trying to convince himself he was doing you both a favor. He packed up every single item of his belongings, which wasnt alot. He wasn't the type of guy to buy things he wanted despite having the money to do so. 

He didn't even leave a note which tore you to pieces. He debated leaving something behind, closure of some kind. Yet he knew better, knowing it would only cause you to want to look for him even more. Walking out of his empty dorm with only a small suitcase, he sighed. He couldn't help himself as he walked past your dorm, so he decided to slip in and look around one last time. He felt his heart shatter as he saw a teddy bear with a muggle graduation robe and hat on. He knew it was for him, you were a gifter, buying gifts for every occasion. Somehow he always used to convince you to take them and keep them for him. He set his bag down and ran his fingers over your pillowcase. He looked around the room before his gaze settled on the polaroids of you both. Sitting by the black lake on a picnic blanket for your birthday. He couldn't help himself, slowly picking it up and slipping it into his pocket. Without even thinking, he gravitated towards your closet. He opened the door, your scent lingering on your clothing pieces. His hand lifted, feeling heavy from the guilt. He slipped your favorite t-shirt off the hanger, lifting it to his nose and taking a deep inhale of your sweet scent. He couldn't get over the fact that after he left, that t-shirt would be the only scent of yours left available to him. He fastly shoved the shirt into his bag. Exhaling deeply, he turned and left. 

As he got into the train, settling into the seat you two always sat in. where you two had first met, and now where he left you. As the train slowly started up and got chugging down the tracks he swore he could feel a large part of his soul leaving as he left you behind. He didn't feel lighter as most people did when they left their past behind, he felt heavier. Maybe because you weren't supposed to be his past, but his future. 

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It was only two years later, but every day felt like a burning hell without you. He was laid back in bed, no blanket, no pillow. He didn't think he deserved comfort after leaving you, his ultimate comfort behind. Looking over at the clock, it was four am. More specifically, 4:07am. He couldn't sleep for the life of him, he could feel you. Maybe he was going crazy, but he swore he felt you in bed with him. Tangled up, softly snoring like you used to, without a care in the world. He missed you, he missed you with his whole being, or at least, what was left of him after leaving you. He knew why he left you like he knew the back of his hand, he wasn't good enough for you. He never would be, he could go through years of therapy or years of community service yet he would never be half the man you deserved to grow old with. He just missed you and wished he was a better man. A better man.

[cozzzynook]

minimegs and dratchet trading rodimus back and forth like a beloved toy ovo

- light hearted arguments about who gets him for date night this week

- drift and megatron having the same favorite place to bite him and rodi ending up especially ragged around the collar

- ratchet complaining that minimegs are too rough with him

- rodimus goading ratchet by saying dratchet aren't rough enough with him

- rodimus never having to worry about being lonely because they coordinate behind his back to make sure at least one of them is there to support him at all times

- ratchet and megatron low key competing to see who can wear him out more

(-both couples low key competing to see who can hold onto him for longer ovo)

- drift finding out he likes the same positions as minimus because rodi calls him the wrong name once too often and losing it laughing

- rodimus is too well fucked and coddled by all four of them to spiral into any insecurities and has four extremely attentive mechs keeping an rye on him to nip that in the bud and make sure he's Well Loved

- rodimus eventually realising this and just getting overwhelmed that he has Four Whole Mechs dedicated to giving a fuck about him and caring enough about his feelings to ease him into it

Okay but i actually really like this!

Rodimus is a favorite between the two couples.

I can see him being very happy to be between the two couples.

He gets two berths and two habs and four spikes and valves to have fun with!

He isn’t a dom by any means but he will use his spike on Drift and Ratchet when they want him too!

He’ll be valve domed and love every moment of it!

He’ll he valve domed by Megs too and thats a whole new kink he didn’t know could exist being attracted to such a big bot with a big valve.

Dumb dumb’s in love.

Minimus & Drift are taking Rodimus’s spike as Megs & Ratchet control the scene and tell him what to do. Even physically getting involved, hehe.

Rodimus is their shared bot and mechfriend but that’s all he can ever be.

He loves it, he does.

He knows they love him, he knows they enjoy his presence and want him by their side.

But…a few certain words from others..the stares when they go out..and being on the side or going off on his own to distract himself when they renew their conjunxing vows and visit remaining friends and family.

Not to mention their own homes built on cybertron that he mostly frequents but lives inside an apartment to retreat to when the couples are doing things he knows are inappropriate for him to attend.

He knows he will never be worthy of conjunxing.

Sure, they’ve told him they want to put a sparkling in him but…was all he could ever be worth was just a conjunxless carrier?

Forever a mechfriend, never a conjunx.

Even his own carrier was back with his sire Shockwave since he stopped being crazy and wanting to warp dimensions and time for the betterment of their home-world.

‘This is how it’ll be..for the rest of my life?���

He looked between the two couples who wore their preferred and traditional signs of conjunxing and sighed with a resigned and tired smile laced with sorrow.

‘They deserve that happiness,’ he accepted.

Besides, he was the last of his people. Fitting what caused their destruction would have an empty end to his own.

….idk why i did that..

[mollysunder]

Before the first season of Arcane premiered Riot released this interactive visual novel for the Riot x Arcane event. The setting was a hybrid of LoL and Arcane's universe, Piltover literally on top of Zaun, Cait is the Sheriff, but characters like Silco exist. The whole premise for the story is that Jinx stole some hextech and tapped into the Arcane oand opened a rift between worlds.

That's a lot. Personally I enjoyed this more to just see some characters out in the wild. Silco gets to be his charming self to you, the self-insert reader that's trying to find the culprit of the heist, which he knows was his kid.

Here's Jayce hating on Silco for something Jinx did.

This came out before the show did, so it's interesting to see how the game wants us perceive the characters' dynamics before we get further depth from the show. Most of it's related to Jinx because she makes herself the center of controversy.

For characters like Vi, who's already an enforcer that works directly under Sheriff Caitlyn in this world, she's clearly over Jinx's actions and wants to squash any further escalations.

Sevika is just as harsh and plainly sick of Jinx. I do find it interesting that the novel makes it clear tha Sevika believes that Jinx deserves some kind of punishment, though Jinx did endanger them all by ripping realities into eachother.

The only sympathetic voice outside of Silco in this story comes from Viktor, who after finding out Jinx was responsible for the Rift between realities asks you to remember that she's a real person that lived a life just like him. He goes so far as to contemplate another way to solve the situation and avoid a confrontation that may end with terrible consequences. (It's wild because the show then dedicates a whole scene to him defusing one of her bombs).

My favorite part is near the end where Silco tries to stop Jinx from harnessing anymore Arcane energy because it threatens to upend their reality.

I WISH they got to talk like this to eachother in the show, but so much was happening already. Even better Jinx gets the last words in and it justlays out what's ALWAYS been there.

This scene helped me understand that Jinx was always going to fire her rocket at the council, because she and Silco have both always been motivated to by power. They both know what it's like to be perceived as "weak" and they way it destroyed their lives respectively. It's kind of the reverse of what Mel and Ambessa have going on, you've got the diplomatic intrigue parent and the militarily minded daughter who wants to go further and absolutely will when you're not looking. And that's always been the thing with Jinx, if you give her any form of power, either a gun, a grenade, a rocket, or even magic she will take it and she will use it.

Right after this confrontation you have to defeat Jinx with the Power of Friednship or something (it's been a while). But even as put an end to the near calamity Jinx created there's at least one voice before it ends affirming Jinx's personhood.

It's weird honestly, Jinx didn't turn into vapor or anything, the story's pretty vague about what happens as you try to defeat her.

Well the novel's good when it's good anyway.

[majoryeager104]

You + Me = three pt 2

Summary: headcannons of Touya as an official dad

warnings: Language, mentions of murder (☝️💀) and Touya needing to be protected at all costs (as usual 😩)

It’s a daughter

And he’s never been more happy

He can’t really explain why he wanted a daughter so bad

But he was beyond ecstatic when he got to hold her for the first time

As said before, if he could cry, he would

He’d definitely be a protective dad

Like besides you NO ONE can hold his little princess 🙅‍♀️

Because “no mf you’ll DROP HER, or she’ll get ANXIOUS, or ILL GET ANXIOUS”

But at the same time

Yk those memes that are like “dad vs mom” and the mom is cuddling the baby, and the dad is like treating it like a ragdoll? Slinging it over his shoulder and stuff?

Yeah that’s him too. 

A year in you walk into the living room

And he’s got your daughter upside down

Walking on her hands 

While he holds her ankles

“She wanted to do a hand stand”

And he’d shrug like it wasn’t an ACTUAL BABY

Like everyone else would treat her irresponsibly but him

And that mindset of his never goes away

Can you imagine when his daughter is a teenager?

Bringing a boy home?

I think the fuck not 😤

He’ll either threaten the kid

Or like actually burn him. 

Like fr

He’s a villain okay

But he’s got his priorities straight at least

Bc the boy was probably gonna try and use her anyways 😤

At least according to Touya

So he deserved it 🧍 

Moving on from child murder

Back to baby hc’s

He’d totally steal naps with the baby when he can

He’s not even tired 

But holding his baby

And having her fall asleep in his arms? 

An elevated experience for him

ESPECIALLY if it means you can catch a break

Buuuuut

Nap time with baby AND you?

He’s in heaven. 

His two favorite people

The two people in the world he would protect at any cost

And he gets to cuddle with them 🥹 

I think on a serious note though

The experience of being a dad 

And raising a kid with you

Definitely made him think about a few things 

Like

Revenge didn’t feel worth it anymore. 

If it meant he’d die in a few months

And leave you two behind?

Nah

Bc having you two 

Was the best thing to happen to him

Because

He didn’t want to die for you

He wanted to live for you

So what was the point in dying in such a terrible way?

So his daughter could grow up without her dad? 

Absolutely not. 

So

Should he have a family with you 

That revenge he’d been working towards would be obsolete 

All that energy that he stored up

For the moment he’d destroy the lives of his father and those who wronged him?

That energy is being put to better use now

Now he’s making time to take his daughter on walks so you can rest

And making her and you pancakes every morning

Every single day 

As his daughter gets older and older, he definitely opens up about the things he’s done 

He’d been in a shell for so long 

Hiding himself from people

That he never wanted to do that again

At least not with you or your daughter

And once again

Another moment where if he could he’d cry?

Is when his daughter smiles

And says she understands

Just like you did all those years ago when he told you 

Because now he had a family

An actual family 

Who loved and understood him

And he’ll be holding onto these moments

That he considers ever so sacred and precious

Till the day he finally drops dead

Ughhhh Dad Touya has my heart I fear 🖐️😭 having a whole redemption arc for the sake of his family bc Enji never did that for him 💔💔💔

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let's go to the beach | jj maybank

synopsis: in which the beach is your favorite place

pairing: jj maybank x girlfriend!reader

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The beach.

Yours and JJ's favorite place in the whole Outer Banks. The sand underneath your feet, the breeze, the fresh smell of the ocean, the birds singing, peace.

Heaven on Earth.

"You wanna go to the beach?" you asked JJ once he came come from work.

He had been working like crazy the past couple of weeks and you decided it was time for a little relaxation.

"Now? It's almost night out" he said, pointing towards the window.

You closed the gap between you and wrapped your arms around his neck, immediately latching your hands in his hair.

"You've barely been at home the last couple of weeks. You deserve some peace and quiet, even for just a couple of minutes" you rested your forehead against his and rubbed your noses together, making JJ smile.

"Okay, let's go"

You squealed and jumped up, wrapping your arms around his neck. He laughed and leaned down to kiss your nose.

"You're too good to me" he mumbled, making you blush.

"Come on already" you grabbed his hand and dragged him outside.

You ran all the way to the beach, laughing and not having a care in the world.

JJ was trailing behind you, trying to keep up while laughing as well. He had been so stressed with having to work so much, he forgot what it felt like to be relaxed for a change.

"What do you wanna do?" you asked once you both stopped in front of the water, panting and smiling.

"Go for a swim?" he asked, letting go of your hand and already starting to take off his shirt.

You agreed and stepped out of your summer dress, leaving it neatly on the same next to his shirt.

He took your hand against and you ran into the ocean, water splashing all over. You dived in and swam for a little bit while JJ just sat and watched you, smiling to himself.

He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have you. You always knew just what to do to make him feel better, just like now. All he needed was a moment of peace with you in your favorite place. The beach.

"Earth to JJ" he snapped out of it when he heard you calling your name and saw you waving your hand in front of his face.

"What?" he pulled you closer to him, wrapping his arms around your waist and helping you wrap your legs around his abdomen.

"I asked if you were okay" you giggled slightly, pushing back his wild hair.

"I'm more than okay, I'm perfect. Thank you for taking me out of the house" his hands were rubbing circles on the small of your back, making goosebumps appear on your skin.

"You don't have to thank me. I hate seeing you so stressed out" you whispered, analyzing the bags under his eyes a little better.

His face gave away how tired he is, how much the job was taking a toll on him. The long hours, sometimes working on weekends, getting little to no sleep.

"I'm okay" he whispered back as he closes his eyes and soaked in the last rays of sunshine of the day.

"You're not, baby. You're so tired, I hate seeing you overwork yourself. You used to be so full of life and excited about the smallest things, and now you're barely eating or getting any sleep" you complained, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling yourself even closer to him.

"I still have you, though. You make sure I eat, even though it's a little amount, you make sure I get some sleep, you make sure I'm still kicking it. I'll be fine as long as I have you by my side" his words made your heart flutter.

You leaned in and pecked his lips, resting your forehead against his when you pulled away.

"At least promise me you're going to take it easy from now on. Don't make me go to your boss and rip him a new one. You know I run my mouth and I run it bad" you said, making him chuckle and nod.

"Okay. We wouldn't want my boss to fell your wrath, now, would we?"

You smiled and shook your head, taking in the sight of your smiling boyfriend. It had been weeks since he had genuinely been relaxed or even smiled, and seeing him now made you love him even more.

"We're gonna be okay, right?" he asked after a moment of silence, looking at you deeply with his beautiful blue eyes.

"Of course we are. We're getting out of this dump as soon as we can, we're gonna go somewhere and make a lot of money and then come back and own all of Figure Eight" you listed out your plans, knowing how much he likes to hear them.

"Don't forget about the gold statues" he intervened. making you roll your eyes.

"Of course, how could I forget about the gold statues. They're going to be the island attraction"

You both smiled and leaned on to kiss each other again, soaking in the feeling of being in each other's arms.

Even though life tended to get in the way, you would always be there to pull JJ back to the surface.Always.

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Marauders Fandom Red Flags

So in my time here (almost a year wow), I've gotten more familiar with this fandom than any other. And I love it here- but there's some issues I've seen. So- this is my list of red flags. Some are personal, some are simple fandom etiquette. Read at your own risk

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1. Hating on ships/characters too much. If you follow me yk I will post my dislike from time to time, but people who almost exclusively post that are just annoying. Find something you enjoy instead. There's enough hatred in the world, is this really how you wanna spend time?

2. "I hate jegulus but their writers are so good" no. Fuck off. You don't deserve our work if you hate what we write about.

3. Openly bashing/rating/etc fics and other works. People do this for free. If you don't like it keep it private. I've read several fics I've disliked and I only tell my friends, if even then.

4. Liking only straight ships and canon ships. This is just a personal ick. And most of the time it feels a bit homophobic that in a fandom full of mostly queer ships- you only like the straight ones. Kinda weird man

5. Sending anon hate is RARELY okay. I say rarely because I've experienced a few instances where I'll defend it, but over a character? Or s ship? Especially when you call someone a fascist over it. Seriously? Fuck off. There's actually fucking fascists taking over and you're calling out people who like a gay ship? Yikes

6. Being rude under someone's post because you don't like it. Fuck that. I get even I've gotten a little worked up before but I do try to contain myself. I've since chosen to block tags and blogs I don't like. It's much better on my sanity. The block button is free, use it.

7. If you don't like any of the marauders era girls. Ick. What the fuck? They don't have to be your favorites, but they deserve appreciation. They're great characters when they're written well.

8. Let trans people headcannon characters as trans. This fandom is practically founded on saying fuck you to JK. Let us claim these characters in our eyes. Trans regulus means a lot to me. You don't have to like it, but you can simply let me enjoy it.

9. Similar to the last one, but if you say shit like "they cant all be gay" then you're fucking stupid. Shut the fuck up. For one it was the seventies, for two queer people tend to flock together so it makes perfect sense most of the group would be queer. And again- our whole thing is shitting on the terf. Make them queer. Spit on everything she stands for.

10. And last but not least- jegulus hate. There I said it. The amount of hate is ridiculous. You don't have to like it, but attacking us for it is actually insane.

[thelaughtercafe]

Inevitable*

Tea Type: Black Coffee with a Shot of Espresso

Potential Triggers: Yandere Nagito, non-con for tickling and cuddling/forced kissing, manipulation of Reader's tickle kink against them, Reader has a pre-established Ultimate if that bothers you.

Pairing: Yandere! Nagito/F! Reader

Length: 1.3k+

Summary: Nagito had been kind and there for you, all throughout your school years. The last thing you expected was him to lock you away. He'd been persistent, but not broken you. Until now. If only his luck wasn't so powerful.

You were an angel. There was no other way to describe you. Not to Nagito. You'd been kind to him when he didn't deserve it, always fussing over him in school whenever you'd feel his upset. You were the Ultimate Empath- and he considered you the only person who truly understood him in the world. 

So when the world fell to despair, through the actions of he and his friends? Well, he couldn't just…not protect his own personal hope. Right?

And yet…you'd done nothing but make him spiral into despair all the more. You were scared of him. Of what he felt and made you feel. It caused guilt and resentment build up in him all at once and his illnesses, on top of being an Ultimate Despair now certainly didn't help his self control any. He missed your smile. He'd do anything to see you beam at him again, to bestow the gift of your beautiful hope upon him. 

It was then that his luck finally struck. 

He had been having a cuddling session with you- not your favorite part of the day but his by a wide margin. You were still chained to his bed by your leg of course- he had to keep you safe. But it was soothing to feel your skin and cloth against his own. 

It was when your breath hitched unnaturally that it piqued his interest. He had been absentmindedly stroking your stomach and humming when he noticed. Your shirt had ridden up a little. He paused a moment and then continued to hum, even as his mind spun. 

'What could have caused you to react in such a way, my hope? I have to know.'

He allowed his fingers to flutter lower, like he believed they did and this time you jolted in his arms and let out a high pitched squeak. He couldn't help his smirk as he leaned down to purr into your ear, your body now tense as a spring, not breathing. 

"Ah I see now. You wouldn't happen to be ticklish, now would you love?"

"W-What me? No way! You're imagining things Nagi- l-let's just go back to cuddling okay? I was finally starting to fall asleep!"

You had turned to pout at him and Nagito could admit, you had always been a gifted performer. But he knew you better than anyone else- and he was going to take full advantage of this exciting discovery, no matter what. May as well use your lying as an excuse to punish you.  Maybe it would lead you into the depths of despair? He hoped so, because then he could be the one to inspire you to ascend to the echelons of hope and you would finally treasure him as he did you. 

"It's not nice to lie to your boyfriend, you know that?"

He was quiet a moment and then you felt air on your ear, intentionally this time which made you squirm and press your lips together in denial, now firmly turned away from him. 

Now it was his turn to pout. 

"Aww no fair! I haven't seen your smile in so long. You're going to show it to me."

His voice lowered, in that dangerous way that always gave you chills but you shook your head anyway, burrowing your face further into the soft bed as butterflies went wild in your stomach. 

You never would've imagined this whole situation. Less than a year ago you were perfectly content at Hope's Peak Academy. Or at least you think it was less than a year. Nagito didn't exactly keep you updated on the time or date. He'd always been kind to you, and you were close with him and the others. But for this to happen…it brought you despair as you'd never known. And you couldn't fathom it bringing you hope. No matter how much Nagito claimed otherwise. 

Truthfully, you'd always had a crush on Nagito. He was so attentive and kind; always looking out for his friends without a second thought. Not to mention, he was smart and you'd always found intelligence a sexy trait. But…things were changed now. He was still the boy you knew- but he was more sadistic than you ever fathomed he could be. His intelligence was now used to keep you hidden here. He was even prone to threats of telling the others where you were, if you struggled too much. He never got violent- but his punishments were of a different sort. Touch when you didn't want it. Your mandatory "cuddle sessions" were lengthened- and if you screamed or cursed at him- he'd shut you up with a hard kiss to the lips more than once. Eyes half-lidded and cruel as he stroked your face. 

"There's no point in raising your voice. You belong with me. You'll come to see it in time. I know you feel it too."

Perhaps the most frightening thing of all, was that some part of you knew he was right. You'd liked him back in high school, and still found him physically attractive even now. How much longer could you keep up the facade of hatred? The silent treatment? He was all you had left in the wake of the Tragedy, after all. Plus…now he was doing this ? You’d done so well at hiding your kink. No-one knew of it. You damned his luck to the darkest pit of Hell as he forced you up to face him with a pull of your shoulder, moving quickly to straddle your waist. 

Perceptive grey eyes bore into your expression as he analyzed the blush on your face, the hitch of your breath, and then he smirked. 

“Ha, I knew it. You like this.”

“N-No I-”

He cuts you off by sealing your lips together and, for perhaps the first time you kiss back. You think inwardly it’s because this is better than him finding out your tickle kink- but even you doubt the reasoning. 

He pulled back to grin cheerily at you, chuckling in a carefree manner. 

"Now, what did I just say about lying?  Naughty brat. You'll have to be punished for that."

He gave an exaggerated sigh, shrugging as if the situation was out of his hands. 

"And I was so nice, giving you a second chance too…oh well. Can't be helped."

Your eyes widened and you opened your mouth to protest but then his fingers were spidering up your sides to scribble at your ribs. 

You burst into laughter instead, trying to squirm and weakly shove him off. 

"Noohohoho!! Nagito! Not this plhehehehehease! It's too soon!" 

His answering laughter was light and melodic as he moved to squeeze at your sides. 

"Aw but you're so cute like this!"

He leaned down, lips meeting your neck before he whispered in your ear, oversensitivity making even that tickle as you flinched and tried to pull away. 

"Don't worry. I won't do anything "below the belt", so to speak, until you consent. I'm not a complete monster. This is definitely my new favorite punishment method though. Besides, there's plenty of spots to explore, even without going there."

You felt his lips upturn into a smirk, as he nibbled experimentally at your neck. 

"...If you get excited because of it? That's just a bonus. It'll make your true feelings for me all the stronger. After all, I'm the one making you feel this way."

Nagito finally pulled back, leaving you gasping and trembling. He smirked at you, the dominant glare in his eyes making you feel weak in the knees. You were running out of fight and he could tell in the way he sneered down at you. He knew he held all the power. 

"It also makes you a liar though. All that bluster and loud denial. I knew it was an act. Good thing I know just how to punish you for it now, huh? Let's see where you're most ticklish, shall we my hope? We have a long night ahead of us."

Well…at least you're at the hands of Nagito. It could be worse. He'd told you of the despair your shared friends and classmates had created. Of what he'd done. 

You were to be nothing but a toy for your old friends' whims until you eventually broke, just as he wanted. You could only resist for so long. 

Perhaps it had been inevitable. 

You were an angel. There was no other way to describe you. Not to Nagito. You'd been kind to him when he didn't deserve it, always fussing over him in school whenever you'd feel his upset. You were the Ultimate Empath- and he considered you the only person who truly understood him in the world. 

So when the world fell to despair, through the actions of he and his friends? Well, he couldn't just…not protect his own personal hope. Right?

And yet…you'd done nothing but make him spiral into despair all the more. You were scared of him. Of what he felt and made you feel. It caused guilt and resentment build up in him all at once and his illnesses, on top of being an Ultimate Despair now certainly didn't help his self control any. He missed your smile. He'd do anything to see you beam at him again, to bestow the gift of your beautiful hope upon him. 

It was then that his luck finally struck. 

He had been having a cuddling session with you- not your favorite part of the day but his by a wide margin. You were still chained to his bed by your leg of course- he had to keep you safe. But it was soothing to feel your skin and cloth against his own. 

It was when your breath hitched unnaturally that it piqued his interest. He had been absentmindedly stroking your stomach and humming when he noticed. Your shirt had ridden up a little. He paused a moment and then continued to hum, even as his mind spun. 

'What could have caused you to react in such a way, my hope? I have to know.'

He allowed his fingers to flutter lower, like he believed they did and this time you jolted in his arms and let out a high pitched squeak. He couldn't help his smirk as he leaned down to purr into your ear, your body now tense as a spring, not breathing. 

"Ah I see now. You wouldn't happen to be ticklish, now would you love?"

"W-What me? No way! You're imagining things Nagi- l-let's just go back to cuddling okay? I was finally starting to fall asleep!"

You had turned to pout at him and Nagito could admit, you had always been a gifted performer. But he knew you better than anyone else- and he was going to take full advantage of this exciting discovery, no matter what. May as well use your lying as an excuse to punish you.  Maybe it would lead you into the depths of despair? He hoped so, because then he could be the one to inspire you to ascend to the echelons of hope and you would finally treasure him as he did you. 

"It's not nice to lie to your boyfriend, you know that?"

He was quiet a moment and then you felt air on your ear, intentionally this time which made you squirm and press your lips together in denial, now firmly turned away from him. 

Now it was his turn to pout. 

"Aww no fair! I haven't seen your smile in so long. You're going to show it to me."

His voice lowered, in that dangerous way that always gave you chills but you shook your head anyway, burrowing your face further into the soft bed as butterflies went wild in your stomach. 

You never would've imagined this whole situation. Less than a year ago you were perfectly content at Hope's Peak Academy. Or at least you think it was less than a year. Nagito didn't exactly keep you updated on the time or date. He'd always been kind to you, and you were close with him and the others. But for this to happen…it brought you despair as you'd never known. And you couldn't fathom it bringing you hope. No matter how much Nagito claimed otherwise. 

Truthfully, you'd always had a crush on Nagito. He was so attentive and kind; always looking out for his friends without a second thought. Not to mention, he was smart and you'd always found intelligence a sexy trait. But…things were changed now. He was still the boy you knew- but he was more sadistic than you ever fathomed he could be. His intelligence was now used to keep you hidden here. He was even prone to threats of telling the others where you were, if you struggled too much. He never got violent- but his punishments were of a different sort. Touch when you didn't want it. Your mandatory "cuddle sessions" were lengthened- and if you screamed or cursed at him- he'd shut you up with a hard kiss to the lips more than once. Eyes half-lidded and cruel as he stroked your face. 

"There's no point in raising your voice. You belong with me. You'll come to see it in time. I know you feel it too."

Perhaps the most frightening thing of all, was that some part of you knew he was right. You'd liked him back in high school, and still found him physically attractive even now. How much longer could you keep up the facade of hatred? The silent treatment? He was all you had left in the wake of the Tragedy, after all. Plus…now he was doing this ? You’d done so well at hiding your kink. No-one knew of it. You damned his luck to the darkest pit of Hell as he forced you up to face him with a pull of your shoulder, moving quickly to straddle your waist. 

Perceptive grey eyes bore into your expression as he analyzed the blush on your face, the hitch of your breath, and then he smirked. 

“Ha, I knew it. You like this.”

“N-No I-”

He cuts you off by sealing your lips together and, for perhaps the first time you kiss back. You think inwardly it’s because this is better than him finding out your tickle kink- but even you doubt the reasoning. 

He pulled back to grin cheerily at you, chuckling in a carefree manner. 

"Now, what did I just say about lying?  Naughty brat. You'll have to be punished for that."

He gave an exaggerated sigh, shrugging as if the situation was out of his hands. 

"And I was so nice, giving you a second chance too…oh well. Can't be helped."

Your eyes widened and you opened your mouth to protest but then his fingers were spidering up your sides to scribble at your ribs. 

You burst into laughter instead, trying to squirm and weakly shove him off. 

"Noohohoho!! Nagito! Not this plhehehehehease! It's too soon!" 

His answering laughter was light and melodic as he moved to squeeze at your sides. 

"Aw but you're so cute like this!"

He leaned down, lips meeting your neck before he whispered in your ear, oversensitivity making even that tickle as you flinched and tried to pull away. 

"Don't worry. I won't do anything "below the belt", so to speak, until you consent. I'm not a complete monster. This is definitely my new favorite punishment method though. Besides, there's plenty of spots to explore, even without going there."

You felt his lips upturn into a smirk, as he nibbled experimentally at your neck. 

"...If you get excited because of it? That's just a bonus. It'll make your true feelings for me all the stronger. After all, I'm the one making you feel this way."

Nagito finally pulled back, leaving you gasping and trembling. He smirked at you, the dominant glare in his eyes making you feel weak in the knees. You were running out of fight and he could tell in the way he sneered down at you. He knew he held all the power. 

"It also makes you a liar though. All that bluster and loud denial. I knew it was an act. Good thing I know just how to punish you for it now, huh? Let's see where you're most ticklish, shall we my hope? We have a long night ahead of us."

Well…at least you're at the hands of Nagito. It could be worse. He'd told you of the despair your shared friends and classmates had created. Of what he'd done. 

You were to be nothing but a toy for your old friends' whims until you eventually broke, just as he wanted. You could only resist for so long. 

Perhaps it had been inevitable. 

[beheadedcousins]

Do you read fanfic? if yes, and if for watt, favorite fic recs?

yes i read fanfic! not every day though!

and yes I can give you some watt fic recs!!!

1st up we have several for @highkey-lowkey-as-hell (i have loved all i have read from anne)

i will try forgiveness, but i will not forget (am i better yet?) Six years since August 26th, 2021. you're gonna go far Four years after Chess didn't go to the Olympics, Kate places fourth at the U.S. Gymnastics Championships, and her life is a series of cascading dominoes after that. Going to the Olympics is one thing, but going to the Olympics when your dead best friend had to drop out four years ago? At least she's not headed to Paris on her own. all that's left of myself, holes in my false confidence At first, Farrah is willing to just let the fall go. But then it ends up on YouTube, and she spirals. it still hurts underneath my scars Coming back to school hurts in a lot of ways, both physically and emotionally. Rabbits All The Way Down An evolution of Kate and Annleigh's friendship. now the weight of the world ain't so bad Having another annual sleepover sounded like a great idea when Annleigh first became captain, but now she's second-guessing herself.

and now we have some of my faves from @whatever-color-of-the-rainbow (davey i love every fic i've read so far (still need to read alot more) and we both are very passoniate over farrah/kate friendship)

The Girl That Just Kept Screwing Everything Up Farrah sees herself as someone who just screws everything up. Throwing up in her cheer captain’s bathroom, she realizes that she doesn’t wanna be like that anymore. Poteinial Class and Grace Annleigh goes into her late sister’s room for the first time, and what she finds surprises her. Anyone Got a Bobby Pin? Captain Kimberley forgets about a weekend practice. Being the captain, she holds the key to get into the gym. That’s not a problem, though, because Farrah’s there. A Dreaded Sunny Day, So Let’s Go Where We’re Happy and I’ll Meet You at the Cemetry Gates Annleigh visits Farrah’s grave for the first time, and is surprised to see that Kate’s there too. The Darkness Should Have Known You’re Still Rolling Stones Anyone who knew Annleigh or Farrah would say that they never got along. And that was mostly true…except for the eight minutes each day when it wasn’t. I’m Not Sure That I’m Okay Takes place a few hours after the Finale. Annleigh and Kate talk on the phone about the things that have happened to them lately.

and the rest that aren't by those 2

Party girls don't get hurt. Shut_up_Heather3 Farrah has always been a scared little girl. not tonight orphan_acct Farrah and Clark might as well have planned to meet here at midnight. someday you'll grow up just like you should beepbedeep how the team becomes a team Empty Flasks and Broken Promises SparkieRose Annleigh and Kate look back on what they remember and wonder if they will ever recall their late loved ones as they really were, without the bottles in their hands. They wonder who their now-ghosts might have been if they hadn’t been holding onto those. sometimes i call your voicemail, just to hear you speak lottiematthewsgirl kate gets a call in the middle of the night. Bruised Knuckles and Busted Lips KitKat404 Farrah knows she can be a bit of a hothead, especially when she's drunk or hungover. But for once, she's not drunk, or hungover, and the guy deserved it. life on mars heart_inmyhand an old friend helps give Farrah a new perspective, and maybe some new hope. the sister i didn't have, moved in heart_inmyhand Farrah was sweet at first, the then thirteen-year-old didn’t talk much and was constantly out. In Annleigh’s opinion, the two girls would get on just fine if Farrah ever let her in. She was also very interested in magic and was constantly trying to show Annleigh new tricks that she had learned. Farrah spent the whole of August trying to figure out some disappearing trick but just couldn’t get it (little did either girl know that in just two years Farrah would manage to pull off the world’s greatest disappearing act) Just a Single Vice canbrooklynwrite Farrah has a dream and is convinced that Annleigh hates her. Is she right? One More Time To Try Again. Willow (letalloursingingfollowhim) Annleigh wants to understand Farrah and Farrah just wants to be good enough for Annleigh. Both of these are really, really, difficult things. Farrah’s Foolproof Guide To Summoning The Dead CsjLam Chaos incarnate: so @/kate what would you say if the prank i did with ur gf actually worked and some dead ppl showed up kate: excuse me WHAT Monopoly: I thought Eva was supposed to be watching you Chaos incarnate: oh yeah no that didn’t happen

[i-yap]

Can I request a Platonic Yandere Batfamily x female reader. I wanted to to read some thing because it was my birthday 5 days ago.

Batfamily is known for being manipulative and sneaky. Y/N an adult (18)living in Gotham,and have lived there since child hood. Your life is good well and even became a professional figure skater,until you meet them.

Summary: Reader is a professional figure skater. The batfamily goes to the skating rink to see one of Bruce's friend practice skating,that's until they first meet reader. The batfamily and reader are introduced by Bruce's friend. Ever since then they couldn't get reader out of their heads,they even went as far as stalking and kidnapping reader and bringing them back to the mansion.

Happy belated birthday!! Ive never written yandere...or the whole batfam x y/n so I'm sorry if this doesn't meet your expectations.

warning- yandere , stalking, pain, torture, just plain old yandere stuff okay? manipulation mind games , cold, hunger

there is mention of cas, steph, duke..idk them that well yet

Yandere Batfam x reader (PLATONIC ONLY)

Woosh , there you go, as graceful as a swan . A warm beauty on a sheet of white. In this cold cold city , you were like a ray of sun, the pride of this city. Ever since Bruce had brought you home for a private dinner to further discuss his generous funding to the sports facilities in public schools where you volunteered to teach underprivileged kids for free, the family hadn’t been able to pull their eyes away from you.

 On the rink and outside it. Be it your home, your training centre or you grocery shopping. You were used to eyes on you. After all you were the star of the city! And in a city that only ever produces cynical, evil and cruelty …maybe it was foolish to assume you would shine so bright forever.

It was Dick who suggested bringing you in. He found tim’s cameras that were strategically placed..well everywhere, and then Damian’s stash of drawings of an ice princess that strikingly resembled you and finally when Jason beat up the reporter that criticized your latest performance.

Bruce regretted not making sure to hide you better, but after the cards life had dealt his family, they all deserved to have this one good thing in their life. After everything they have given this city, this world, why cant they have just this one gift as repayment.

After all, its not like they want to hurt you right? At least not until you misbehave that is. They want to protect you. This city turns the brightest star the dust, good people cant survive here. It was best they take you before you hardened or broke. But even as they patiently explained all that to you, you refused to cooperate . So stubborn, so strong, on and off the ice. No wonder the family was so drawn to you!

Even as they brought you an entire ice rink to put shows that you missed so much, you continued to complain. Well maybe a couple days without food would help? Don’t worry Tim got soft and brought you your favorite snacks. Hm..still not cooperating. Maybe a couple days sleeping on the ice will help, you do love spending all your time there. Don’t worry, Jason came to cuddle you.

When Alfred was not allowed to interact with you, that’s when you finally broke. With no one else to give you company, the lonliness got to you. Suddenly the Cheery sunshiney dick Grayson seemed much more funny and lovely to be around. And Bruce acted like the father you never had.

 All these years you trained so hard for attention you never got as a kid, and now you had it ! at least that’s what tim told you..and why would he lie? He always looked out for you, helped clean your wounds when you were punished. And Jason! Why would he want to hurt you ? after everything that has happened to him, would he really hurt someone else? Someone as nice as dick could never be cruel and Damian? You mean your little baby? The kid who called you Ummi and drew you pretty paintings? No you must have lost your mind. This was your true family and its good you finally realized that!

( I COULD FINALLY PUT IN ALL MY TAGS MUAHAHAHHA)

[thesamoanqueen]

Nothing left

Raiting: 18+

Warnings: smut, jealousy, errors.

A/N: As we said here, leave your hands at home.

She loved their room. Maybe she would take a picture to put on her phone, frame and look at in moments of despair, because she didn't want to get out of there.

With a deep breath, she took off her heels abandoning them under a chair, while already she slipped off her earrings and the whole package. Behind her, it took Roman longer just to close the door, but Y/N had already taken over the bathroom to fix her hair and change. It had been one of the busiest mornings of her life and it was absurd considering that for years she had followed the pace of two rosters during the PLEs and the weekly routine. She hadn't had to run around endless hallways that day, the headphones hadn't stuck to her ears, there hadn't been any change of plans, no one to call in hurry, staff and technicians had been helpful, even offering Y/N her favorite frozen mango lemonade smoothie. They were so nice, but she liked the hotel room better. She needed a break.

- Have you changed your mind? Is it not a good opportunity? - she heard Roman ask from the room, finishing unbuttoning her dress to replace it with something more cozy.

They were not talking about a four am program, he watched it too when at home.

- It's a great opportunity Ro, for the company and above all for you - she obviously noticed, receiving a strange look, when she came out of the bathroom - it will give you visibility, it will increase your stats, it will help establish you on a wider audience and that’s the long-term goal for the future, even if you will boycott it with your list.

Standing next to the table, Roman cracked a smile taking the blow as she lay back on the bed, laptop already open on her legs, in what in a few minutes had become her personal sprint to shut the rest of the world out for at least a couple of hours.

- Is that why you are not happy to go to the studio? For my list?

Oh no, she was happy about that. Everyone out there seemed unable to get him to talk about anything other than his titles. At least they had found a compromise to please the company while still supporting him as more than the face of WWE.

- You can make all the lists and smiles you want, to whoever you want, don't worry. Do your things - she reassured him, opening the report to be sent to the executives for the following day's appointment.

Biting the corner of her lip, fingers racing across the keyboard, she finished in record time with a couple of randomly thrown standard phrases too, but she couldn't concentrate quite as well on emails, Roman staring thoughtfully at her without moving from one inch.

- What's up? - she asked, however, avoiding taking her eyes off the screen.

- You're not jealous – he threw out of blue and Y/N took a break to look at him this time.

Of course she wasn't. She wasn't that kind of woman. She didn't make a scene, she didn't get angry, she had learned to distinguish who deserved her attention and her precious time, she had survived a year of nothing with her head high and had been repaid with a perfect relationship, she knew what value she had for him and what value she had herself. She didn't low down to those levels, they even joked, she had compiled a list of the most obscene and hilarious comments about him found on the web.

- What should I be jealous of? - she asked.

Because she was really curious to know what made him suspect that her desire to go back to the hotel, get the boring work done quickly to have some time to relax and maybe be ready for a night out in a city that offered a million opportunities to celebrate those small successes, without having to worry about shots, uncomfortable or trivial questions, suits and skintight dresses, people who treated her as if they had been homies and greeted him with hugs that not even their coworkers dared, was for jealousy.

His phone, lying on the table next to the welcome note, rang when Roman had just shook his head and Y/N knew that it would be the end if her eyes hadn't locked there for a second too long. And she also knew that he had noticed it, but they would have not talk about that nonsense. Because it was stupid, meaningless and she wasn't jealous.

She went back to work on her laptop, ignoring him as he reached out to pick it up and Y/N opened the email, ending up ignoring even the latest updated communications from the program for the following day and scrolling through it. Roman glanced at her again, quickly, but Y/N forced herself to stay focused until he left the phone to go to the bathroom too. She took a deep breath as soon as she was sure he was out of range and she mentally forced herself to regain control.

It had only been a moment, perhaps because of this new set-up, all those changes, she really had nothing to stop and think about. Even if that hug had been a bit too much and… no, she had to stop thinking about it!

When Roman came out with his inseparable tracksuit to lie down next to her, Y/N was still with her laptop, gaze focused on some shots sent as pre-show tests.

- I would never do it, you know – he reminded her after a few seconds of silence, making her stomach do a flip.

Yes, she knew it… she trusted Roman more than anyone and she never doubted him for a second. She hadn't even doubted that morning actually, she was just… annoyed, but not for him. The truth was that Y/N had only wanted to go back to the hotel because it was simpler and because she didn't feel right fighting with a woman like her, although perhaps she could have since it were her hands that had been on him longer than necessary. But practically nothing had happened and Roman had went back to Paul's side as soon as possible.

- I know, I'm not the jealous one here – she reminded to both him and herself, while he was playing with his watch.

She had also had a moment, yes, but him… oh, he was a league on his own! Y/N had stopped counting before they even decided to put a name to their relationship, the times it happened. It was pathological.

- I value what belongs to me. I don't take you for granted - he returted seriously, no doubt in his voice and Y/N found herself staring at the screen, her stomach freezing this time.

Roman was a man, not a boy. He knew how to take care, respect and support her, he treated her as the only thing that really mattered and what would have been a flaw on anyone else, on him looked terribly sexy. And she always fell for it, without exception. Especially after spending the morning, trying to fight off the mood at having seen too many hands on her man.

- You're unbearable when you do that – she snorted, closing the laptop to leave it on the bedside table and climb on Roman without hesitation.

With a smug grin, Roman helped her into position, eyes searching for her, as she reserved the same fate as her laptop for his watch, fighting then with the zipper of his hoodie.

- Don't you want to know what time is our reservation? – he chuckled hoarsely, hinting at the message received minutes before and helping her anyway when she quickly stripped him of his shirt as well, her hands sliding down his chest to stop on his shoulders.

- I already know, I chose it - she murmured against his mouth, biting his grin.

Jealousy was for those who lacked confidence, not for them. She wasn't jealous. In that relationship, born out of nowhere and raised between dates at unthinkable times, meetings in lockerooms and buses, calls and messages from everywhere, mental and physical breakdowns, nights spent sleeping and mornings of sex followed by doubts, she shared more than the path with Roman. She had discovered that she was as possessive as he was, because she valued, them. What they were building together was everything to her and she wasn't willing to lose it or let someone ruin it.

She felt Roman hold her, hands sliding up her hips, keeping her pressed against him, as they deepened their sloppy kiss and Y/N ran her fingers over his chest. The rapid beat of his heart slammed under her fingertips, warmth surrounding and encouraging her to move, grinding against his pants which she had merely undone. He was solid beneath her, ready to let her control even though his tongue had already won their fight. Knowing that he belonged to her, to have power over him, to be the only one to have his attention and to be able to have him like no one else out there thought was an injection of confidence that excited and pushed her to reclaim what belonged to her and her only.

His big hands had worked their way through her soft clothes, stroking her hips, touching her skin, ass, eyes glued to hers as she slowly traced every inch of his torso after pulling away from the kiss. With the taste of him still in her mouth, she reached down to kiss one pec and then the other, working her way up to his neck, his beard pinching her cheeks as she licked the jugular then bit his ear, feeling him pull her up to place her on his boner now awake. She rocked on top of him, feeling him hard against her center, his hands moving up under her shirt lifting her breasts and hers going down instead, moving his pants down. Slowly biting the skin of his neck, Y/N took it in her hand, squeezing his meat just enough to feel Roman stiffen, his breath catching in his throat, her tongue stopping under his ear, merely tasting his skin, sensing the blood pressure without marking him.

- I don't need to do it… - she whispered, nail scratching his already wet tip -...not this time either... -she added, rubbing up and down until she drew a hot breath from him - ... right? - she asked, placing an innocent kiss on his full lips before leaning down and taking something else into her mouth.

A low, rough growl filled the room as she ran her tongue over his vein, feeling the flesh throb, the taste of it overpowering as she slid it against her palate until it touched her throat, in that one smooth motion she'd been busy to learn. She liked the feel of it pulsing against her tongue, his hand gripping her hair and indulging in the slow movement of her head, before curling into a needy caress as he struggled to fight the instinctive thrusts. Y/N loved seeing him close his eyes, his breathing getting heavy every time her lips licked the tip, sucking out all the air in his lungs to make him pulse.

-Ain't going anywhere babygirl – Roman panted, licking his lips, biting the lower one when she slid her fingers over the sensitive skin to scratch and free him – do what you want-

She let it slam against his bare stomach, a trail of spit and precum dripping onto his skin, those dark curls driving her crazy. Getting up on her knees, Y/N locked her eyes on him and threw away the extra clothes, remaining only with the shirt that soon ended up covering him too, when she slipped it into her soft hot folds. Her body greeted him with an almost sigh of relief which he returned low and dangerous, their bodies warming and melting like every time they did it.

She had fucked every kind of man in her life. But with Roman it wasn't even sex, with him it had always been more than that. Everything in him seemed made to slip inside her and mix, it was a loss of consciousness, something shared back, something unique that made her feel at peace, in her place. Her place was with him and his with her.

Nails digging into his torso, she slowly, unhurriedly rocked her hips, his now-rigid erection spreading her deeply, never letting go as her butt lifted.

- Mmh… keep it slow, like that… yes, thats it – he approved hoarsely and Y/N reversed the movement, guiding him inside her in that weak gasp which was setting both of them on fire.

Her caramel skin itched, thighs taut and soon her shirt became a torture, one Roman took care to make worse by sliding his hands down her side, catching a dark nipple between his fingers to turn it over and make her moan with a cry. Y/N ducked a little, her center filled with his flesh, as she flattened against him resting where someone else's hands had been that morning. Her mind clouded by the arousal brought back the memory, clear and her hips instinctively moved, without increasing the pace, only deepening the thrusts until Roman slammed against her sweet spongy spot.

They could make jokes, imagine, try even, but no one would have what she had. No one would feel him tightening his grip on her hips, throb from the grips of her body, know what it was like to burn, as the sweat trickled down her back, between her shoulder blades and up to the curve of her round ass from his thrusts or the kisses he left on her skin. No one would see the bleary, hungry gaze he gave her as her eyes lowered to seek him, the heat building more and more at the bottom of her belly.

- You're so good for me… so good inside me… ahn!

- Take it… le-mme hear those pretty sounds yes

His hand slid under her shirt again, this time without searching for her breast, his thumb digging into her wet folds, where their bodies joined to rotate slowly around the button of nerves she had rubbed against him until that moment. The contact sent a sharp shiver on her body, and Y/N dropped her head back, moans becoming almost cries as her back arched, giving Roman more room. Everything in her was burning, relentlessly, slowly, consuming her down to her toes, making her melt on him in a mess of moods and sweat. With an effort from his abs, Roman sat up, a big strong arm sliding behind her, pulling her close to him, his finger moving slowly and forcefully between her folds. The desire to kiss him made her almost cling to his neck, getting up again a little on her knees, helping him in that last run that had filled the whole room with their smell and the sound of their bodies clashing. One thrust, another, like a carousel she never wanted to get off, until the heat became too much and Y/N felt it explode suddenly, making her squeeze around Roman's stiff shaft, letting his name rush desperately from her lips to be swallowed up by the kisses he never spared.

There was nothing left in her mind, except that feeling of peace and satisfaction that only being with him could give her, that drained and recharged her as soon as his arms tightened around her, when her body welcomed his limitless lunges and his seed, which filled her like a mark that no one else had granted and that no one else but her deserved.

She rested her cheek in his hair, his face buried in the crook of her neck in an embrace that was everything to her. New York and its frantic pace couldn't take that away from her. Nobody could do it.

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[emperor-forneus]

okay top ten beyburst characters and reasons why???? sorry if u already answered this but i love beyblades brooo

oh this is gonna be so tough because my faves change every hour but let's start off with the only constant on the list!

1. shu kurenai

i found out about burst through random fanarts of him, and he's the main reason i even gave it a chance. i have this weak spot for Very Troubled white haired + red eyed characters and he fits right into that category. like hell yeah hand that albino boy over. yes i need him to be angsty. yes i will also go through the 5423085 stages of grief every time something happens to him. it's a delight seeing him on screen for any reason (even when the animators accidentally massacre him in ways that shouldn't even be possible-) and i'm a firm believer he should've been allowed to throw hands at least once. too much has happened to that boy and he's too calm about it. drop your therapy routine king

2. fubuki sumie

the face of this blog, my banana son, the best boy ever. he gets bonus points because he's a Certified kurenai son, but even without that he's amazing. the way he approached shu even after the red eye/spriggan fiasco. the way he never gave up on saving aiga from the corrupted resonance. and ESPECIALLY the way he kept on going back to suoh, even if every conversation attempt ended up in suoh spitting poison at him. he refuses to believe that someone can't change for the better. he knows there's more than meets the eye and he'll always take the risk to prove it. banana son you're too good for this world

3. delta zakuro

i'm insane for seven deadly sins references in media and delta (alongside diabolos) sure is the sin of gluttony. i still don't fully understand what his deal was but i enjoyed everything from his pettiness, to his insatiable hunger, to his healing arc. his design is also absolutely comical and that makes him being an edgelord even better. he sends me back to simpler times of being cringe, free and drawing creepypastas on school notebooks

4. wakiya komurasaki

misunderstood DIVA. tsun ass loves his friends so much and it shows, no matter how hard he tries to hide it. he really risked his life for toko and nika in s1, then risked his life again to try and rescue shu in s2 (plus investing insane amounts of money into that whole operation), he paused a whole tournament for valt during s7. nobody else does it like him! it makes me sad they kinda watered him down to just a comic relief character in later seasons. he has depth, he's actually skilled at beyblade (throwback to him beating drum, aiga and ranjiro in a 1v3, like hello???) and the last thing he deserved was bell's pranks tbh FKSKFK

5. aiga akaba

MY CRASHOUT KING YOU WILL ALWAYS BE FAMOUS. i really didn't like him at first but thankfully i grew a braincell by the end of his season and now he's in my all-time favorites. i jokingly call him delulu like a lot but he's exactly who he thinks he is. you'd think that maybe each main character would get to be a world champion at some point. absolutely not, aiga is taking that title to the grave. i genuinely respect the dedication. i even found myself taking notes of things he said during quadstrike of all seasons. he was just casually dropping hard truths for no reason. cheers man, i'll drink to that-

6. hikaru asahi

such a pompous boy! as an eldest sibling i feel him deeply. even though he's just a year older than hyuga (ignoring the fact i genuinely thought they were twins before watching surge-), everything he experiences tends to stick Hard to him, especially in the manga. his battle with lain traumatized him so hard if it weren't for hyuga he would've abandoned beyblade and never looked back 😭 overall i love his dynamic with his brother, love how serious he is about the being a hero thing and the silly poses he does. he's living the 12 y.o. experience to its fullest!

7. bell daikokuten

i did Not expect to get as attached as i did to bell. but i did. and now we're here! dark prince they could never make me hate you honestly. i think i enjoyed his arc in the manga slightly more than the one in the anime. either way we get to see that he's not the villain neither him nor rashad try to paint him as. he loves making things, he always plays fair, he obviously enjoys having company/friends and lets pretty much anyone stay at his house. he's just silly and loves theatrics! and with the flashback scene we got from jiji during quaddrive it leads me to believe bell's previously isolated lifestyle might've had him in some sort of depression episode before the finished making belial. i will go INSANE.

(also shout-out to him for changing my outlook on failing something. "i didn't lose, i was just preparing for victory" is a mantra i genuinely believe in)

8. daina kurogami

honestly really similarly to delta, his levels of edge have captivated me. your bey is called DEATHSCYTHER?? it doesn't get cooler than this honestly. love a short king going for a threatening persona. other than that, i really enjoyed his character throughout the two (2) seasons they decided to make him appear in (a whole crime if you ask me, he deserved a comeback in surge or at LEAST quadstrike). i love how they showed through him that putting too much pressure on yourself can lead to you doing stupid things (such as him cheating during a match). that's very much real but as long as you own up to things and learn for the better everything will work out in the end. thank you daina

9. free de la hoya

i still don't understand how they managed to make a character so unapologetically neurodivergent. and that's not even a complaint i absolutely LOVE the way free is. literally everything about him. he's an icon, he's a legend and he is the moment 🧘 i keep thinking about how he kept bringing up the fact that hyuga fell asleep during the meditation session in surge. if you make free feel disrespected, even by accident, he's absolutely not letting that go and i support him in that endeavor

10. sisco karlisle

all i'm gonna say about him is that he's to me now what kyoya was to my 8 year old self back during the mfb era. both of them are like the cool upperclassmen you see at school and think "i want to be just like them frfr"

[killalluchihas]

So I've been thinking about Yoshi meeting out favorite lawyers, and then of course, you mentioned that little nugget of info, that Foggy watched the rec league that she pitches for. And now I'm torn between "what if she meets foggy because of weird small world happenstance" and my original thoughts, which circled around her meeting them in a professional capacity.

Cause it's new york, I can totally see how she and Wendy could end up having to deal with some shitty landlord and seeking out legal assistance. Or maybe Yoshi decked someone he totally deserved it, and now he's trying to press charges (personally, I do think it's kinda funny the idea that Yoshi has, until that point, not really faced many consequences from her habit of solving problems with her fists). So she begrudgingly seeks legal representation. Or perhaps she's trying to sort through the process of applying for disability for Mariko.

And if Wendy was around for any of this? I think it'd be really interesting how she might react to Matt, cause well, it's complicated. His intentions? Generally good. But also he is dangerous, and has been involved in wild shit. I feel like she might be a bit distant and closed off, distrusting at first, just cause there's definitely something going on with him that isn't what it seems and it's a lot to try and figure just from a vibe check. And Yoshi is just generally vaguely distrustful and closed off to strangers.

Foggy crows about this whole situation, teasing that "finally! Beautiful women who aren't immediately charmed by Matt!"

But I can imagine that maybe, she starts to warm up to him after she mumbles something colloquial (and probably quite rude, or at least put of pocket) in Spanish. He hears and fails to completely suppress the snort, ends up sorta coughing on the sip of his coffee that he just took. She clocks this and thinks "hm he's alright maybe."

Or if they're helping Mariko get disability, maybe she has to leave for a moment, step into the other room briefly for a call, or whatever, and she comes back and he's talking softly to Mariko in Spanish. Since sometimes that's easier for her to understand and maybe respond to, and Yoshi sees that genuine gesture. Matt, unlike Gojo, definitely would be more understanding and empathetic learning about Mariko's condition - handles it better than most people.

I love the idea that Matt keeps coming back to being curious about 'that pitcher lady'. Sorta in denial about being interested, annoyed that he keeps randomly thinking about her and the definitely supernatural shit she had going on. Tells himself it isn't important, then justifies to himself that it makes sense to be concerned because she could be dangerous. After a week (or few) of being kinda distracted, finally manages to convince himself to move on from worrying about some random civilian, and then she walks in the office door.

Oooh I've thought about this too! I think Foggy only notices Yoshi in passing at the rev league, but has never spoken to her and it takes a moment for him to recognize her up close as that really good baseball pitcher.

My biggest problem with getting Yoshi to meet N&M normally is that they're all the way in Hell's Kitchen while she's either living in Queens or on the Lower East Side. So, they'd have to have a bit of a reputation already and she'd need a strong recommendation to seek out N&M...

But, besides that geographical question, I LOVE the idea of Matt helping out Mariko!! He would be so kind to her, because he can sense how anxious she is about new people and trying to communicate with them.

I have no idea how Wendy would react, tbh. I think Matt's vibes would be so wrong but also so right for the office life, she might put on her detective hat and investigate until she discovers Daredevil out of sheer insatiable curiosity. Or, she would avoid him like the plague because if he noticed too much about Yoshi and herself, he'd be the one uncovering dangerous secrets.

[butmakeitgayblog]

What the fuck?! Why are your anons such masochists? I wanted to hear about Sal’s hobbies and favorite things to do and someone asked for all dogs go to heaven?! Goddamnit.

🥺

I can give you all that stuff ya just gotta send in in the asks babe 👉👈

So for the record, Sal's favorite hobby is eating. He's really good at it - some say Olympics level talent, but he was never interested in going pro. Man's can snarf down half a bowl of the kibble, fruit, vegetables, raw eggs, and meat medley she makes him in the time it takes Lexa to go and refill his water bowl so he can drank after. She freezes peeled seedless whole watermelons in summertime for him to gnaw at in the backyard, and he can demolish a small 2lb one that's frozen solid in under an hour. Truly impressive. He is intimidated by no plate of food.

Except the ones mom says he better not touch 😔

After eating he likes taking walks*. He is a show dog after all, by his own estimation at least, which means he absolutely deserves to regularly be shown off. His wiggly butt and goofy ass face attract a lot of attention from the neighborhood kids, so going on their slow, ambling morning and evening walks is just the best time because then everyone gets to see him and pet him and perhaps enjoy an only moderately! slobbery kiss🥰 (he's very giving with his time in that way, you see)

After that he loves napping. World class napper. He's got it down to a science honestly. Let him sneak one of his mom's socks from the hamper and curl up (as much as a mountain can curl up at least) on the couch next to mom, and he's out like a light. Will not wake up until he hears the crinkle of a snack wrapper (see hobby one), or mom starts groaning very meaningless, unnecessary things about how her pinned down legs are asleep and 'how do you always manage to end up half on my lap' and also 'my God, Sal, how are you this big??' Questions that really have no answers and thus will forever be mysteries to the universe, so he just politely ignores them and stretches out more and goes back to sleep again.

*car rides will suffice too