#i'm going to try to post things. i guess!!!!!!!!!!!

[bewitched-hours]

Hello! Yeah me again asking abt the noli and 07 yandere thing (lord I feel weird asking again I don’t want to be a bother) It’s just the last one you wrote was really and I mean really WELL written and I was hoping to ask for a part 2 of how things go? Hacking together, speaking, debating life—just quite cool! I already sent you the link of the past one I was talking about so I hope thats alright!

HI- YEAH- I SAW IT LOL I only saw it at school tbf so I'm starting it with this and have the story opened in another tab to make sure I don't forget anything (•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑

The reader's pronouns are once again She/They-

Pre-Forsaken

All three of you sat on opposite sides of 007 as you looked at the child in his arms.

"It's kinda cute..." You tried to end the silence comfortably as you could see the man soften. Noli didn't look so tough either for a change.

Though the red bundle of joy was giddy now, you knew it was only a matter of time until it got hungry...

"What are we meant to do with it..?" Noli asked quietly, watching as the baby held onto 007's fingers with glee. It honestly melted your heart a bit.

"I say we keep it." You state bluntly, surprised eyes meeting your own as you went to quickly explain yourself. "Think about it. If we drop it off somewhere else it would probably reach the same path as us if it survives anyways."

The two of them gave each other an unsure look before you gently lifted the child out of 7n7's arms with a huff. "I'm not saying we'd be great parents or anything but it'd definitely be better than the foster system or death." Your tone was firm but they could tell you were empathising with that little red face giggling up at you.

Maybe you were trying to prove something to yourself. That you were better than your family? Maybe that you can actually take care of something meaningful?

Whatever, it wasn't like either of them could say no by the time you started cooing at the baby all motherly.

"Heh, guess you're right." 007 perked up first, getting you to smile a bit more.

Wether it was to make you happy or they actually liked the idea, you couldn't care less. What mattered was that this child was safe with you.

"We should totally call it after the c00lgui." You commented with a chuckle, having Noli cackling and 007 trying to suppress his laugh.

"Yeah- no- this is good- So c00lkidd?" He suggested, letting out a laugh at your grinning nod. It was silly, it was unusual...

It was perfect.

"It'll be the perfect addition! Plus, I have some experience back when I had a babysitting gig to save up some money as a kid myself. We'll just need to get a few things and c00lkidd is gonna be spoiled with love!" You practically beamed and placed a gentle kiss on the little one's head, going back to cooing at it as it giggled in your arms.

Being a family might just be easier than you thought...

Post-Forsaken

For once, 007 probably appreciated being an outsider.

It meant more time with you. More time with Noli.

You were quick to figure out a spot to all meet in where neither killers nor survivors would even hear you.

It was perfect, especially whenever Noli decided to bring along c00lkidd and you could just talk for a while.

CK loved you. He loved the idea of having a big family like this where you could be his mom. You played nice and fair and actually managed to tire him out at times.

Though he didn't understand why it was such a taboo to play tag outside of rounds, he trusted your explanation that it was because it was less fun with only you four and the other survivors wouldn't be willing to listen to you or 007.

And CK knew the other killers were even less willing so...

But you'd always promise that once you get back home, you'll be the best mother to c00lkidd. And he took it as a good promise to make before saying his goodbyes and waiting for the next round.

You were committed to being the mother c00lkidd needed and the 'wife' that 007n7 and Noli deserved...

A bit disappointed with how this turned out but I tried my best-

Anything you'd like to request/ask? Check out my pinned post first and I'll be happy to write up whatever you want!

[creatingblackcharacters]

hi!! I'm writing a story in which the main character, who is Black (coded? it's a furry/anthro story so idk the right term lol), waking from a month long coma post brain surgery. I read a post forever ago about a doctor who braided(/cornrowed?) his Black patient's hair so they didn't have to shave half her head for surgery, and I guess I'm wondering if that would be a cool detail to add to my character! and would it make sense for them to keep the braids/cornrows afterwards, try to maintain them as a happy memory in all the chaos since (since the story is apocalyptic). how long would they be able to keep the hairstyle as well, and when would they have to redo the style?

I remember this one!

A lot of doctors don't know how to even correctly treat the pain of Black patients properly, let alone consider their emotional needs. Imagine waking up and having to cut all your hair off when you woke up from brain trauma because the nonblack caretakers didn't bother to at least detangle it and let it mat up as you lay there. So now you've been traumatized AND you gotta deal with that (oh God, what if they pull your hair on your sensitive, pained scalp trying to dress the wound, I'd piss myself). Black doctors matter! So yeah, personally I think it'd be more heartwarming if the doctor or nurse was ALSO Black-coded.

I've known people who went from braids into locs or freeformed with it; if it meant that much to keep them, they could do that? The ends would just be braids and the roots and growth henceforth would be locked. The braided ends might unravel some after a bit but... Memories?

But the roots are certainly gonna start showing after at least a month, maybe less if their hair grows fast. Plus with wanting to wash it bc day to day life... Longest I'd go before undoing braids would be a month and a half, and that's pushing it. I don't think the ones he gave this patient were super long, crafted braids meant to last, just good and functional enough to keep her hair out of the way during care.

(how do we have the means for good healthcare AND haircare in the apocalypse? That's another thing I'd ask.)

[overdramaticbaddie]

Kris saved my gender lmao

Deltarune is one of THE most important parts of me accepting myself as nonbinary.

I've always struggled with being queer, with alternating periods of suppressing it and accepting it, never officially coming out in public.

I've identified as nonbinary on and off since 2021; and in 2024, after trying to live as my AGAB for a whole year, Seeing Kris made me break down crying.

Like everything in our society feels so binary, so divided between "male" and "female'; and sometimes I wonder if it's worth it to identify this way. Like, maybe I should be a binary trans person, or just cis; because in what world would something else EVER work in the long term?

But in Deltarune, It's totally different. Kris is nonbinary and it's NORMAL. It's FUCKING RIGHT. Nobody misgenders them, or acts weird or makes jabs about "not being able to tell their gender" or "are u a boy or a girl" or ANYTHING at all. It's SO EASY. Their parents, their teachers, their friends, EVERYBODY JUST TREATS THEM LIKE A NONBINARY PERSON.

And it feels so normal, so normal, that it makes worlds with characters in a strict gender binary feel weird and unnatural.

And I WANT TO LIVE IN THAT NORMAL.

That feeling is what makes me love Deltarune so much. I want to protect that world that feels so kind and accepting towards people like me.

Buttttt.... I have to live in the southern United States in 2025.

Whoopee.

I guess that means I have to work hard to try to make our world better for others...... Bluhhhh.... so difficult and scary..........

Anyways in a couple months I'm going to be living at college, and I'm going to try to start living more as myself.

And maybe that'll include having Kris as my preferred name????

Welp I'll try it out for a while, see how it fits!!!

Wow this is super corny lmao

But yea Deltarune is part of what gives me hope as a trans person, and that's a good thing!

Finally, to every LGBTQ+ person who sees this: If you can find hope in something, even if it seems silly, hold onto it. We HAVE to fight hard and outlast the people and systems that try to erase us, even though nobody should need to. Kindness will win in the end, and we have to believe it.

silly hopecore post hahaha!

Kris is the patron saint of nonbinary ppl fr.

[stitchposts]

I actually have quite a lot of feelings on what makes a pattern 'beginner' or not, with embroidery. I'm not really quite sure how I would class a beginner pattern vs advanced patterns, because a lot of the skill in embroidery comes down to like. not the finishing it, but executing it. So I tend to see beginner patterns as ones from makers who don't hate beginners I guess. Have ample resources and advice on what colors to use, what materials to pick, stuff like that.

I consider a wide variety of stitches to be important early on so that the stitcher can learn what they like about embroidery. I often don't go super textured on my work I post here! But I'm also not trying to learn thread tension anymore. I can work embroidery faster than a lot of people, and my speed is something that marks me as pretty advanced - I already have various stitches committed to muscle memory and can pull them out. But I think one of the worst things a newbie can do is try to learn stitches before they even start. The process of embroidering is how you learn embroidery because you're building muscle connections and dexterity. You can see your progress as you go, as a newbie. It's pretty normal to see first timers online go: wait you can physically see the section I started in and then how I improved as I went. Because you went and made a thing and learned through doing! That's fucking rad.

[deebidabidoo]

At this point I've really got to ask for your top 5 (or top whatever you prefer) wacklin moments. I'm ready to be enlightened by your superior knowledge🫶🏻

i am no where close to having a superior wacklin knowledge i'm just chronically online and insane about them but thank you for thinking so alfjdfjdfj

i went with top 10 because we got so much stuff over the season actually:

the most obvious answer out of these i think but the mack hat trick game has to be on here for me. idk just something very very romantic to me about will having an assist on every mack goal and mack having one on will's game tying. and sharks still lost. something about that too.

mack crowning will as a pregame-handhsake-ritual-whatever-thingy - the cunties thing they have done to this day and no i will not be taking criticism on this thank you very much. they need to bring this back. the handshake thingy they did at the end of the season was cute i guess but this was CUNT

this video - something something mack being the biggest goof ever and celebrating that goal like it was a gwg in game 7 of stanley cup finals to make will smile and the little fist bump at the end. yeah.

the smelling salt on the bench - why is it so intimate??? mack smile??? will actually only making faces after smelling the salt to make mack laugh and its proven bc we have video evidence of him not being affected by it at all. i can't, they make me sick.

celly after macklin scores his first goal on a line with will - from being pissed off at the camp for not playing together to trying so hard to built some chemistry and it not kinda working and not playing on the same lines and then it kinda does click and mack's smile here and the way he only has eyes for will here and will's smile too and-

the shoulder bump on the bench - knowing will wasn't in the best mood for some time, mack giving him space at practice and then this happens and it feels like hey im not 100% okay still but im better now and i want you in my space even then. also will made kostin move away from mack so he can sit beside him on the bench before this too so that's that.

whatever domestic ass shit this was - you all better hide your kids away from them because they will come and steal them from you so they can live their domestic ass dream of raising 3 kids together with 2 dogs and a cat in the mixture in their love nest.

the pregame thingy before the boston game - this was just the juciest for the narrative i fear.

this celly - mack really said im not going in for the fist bump let me get my arm all the way around you and the way his hand also stays around will too. yeah.

let's breath into each others mouths while on the bench - just something so disgustingly tender how they keep seeking out one another at any given moment. its you. and its me. and its us.

and gonna cheat and add this one too but whatever this weird courting ritual this was - mack looooooves being manhandled by will jot that down. if will gets even a little bit bulked up over the off season mack is D O N E.

now before you come at me i tried to not say some of the obvious stuff like the whole never offside pod, the rookie lap, the let me take will to jr sharks game after will got benched the day before and let him wear my warriors hoodie and will tagging mack on his ig post, the whole 4nations break thingy, the nhl video of their debut game, the awards video, the worlds greeting each other video, the emergency call video, every single private sewer ball shit they do, the stuff we got from practice (im forever thinking about you mack in the goal and will leaning over it and macking mack giggle so loudly), the not everything is a two man job video (my GOD how many are there) and many many MANY more because obviously those are the golden mines too but i tried going for a little more niche things i guess? idk if i succeeded in that but yeah. sorry this got so long im a yapper and a wacklin lover first human second.

[thinkerer24]

Mary on a Cross

Young, sweet, inexperienced Johnny x Big, Bad divorced!Simon

Or, They both realise some things about themselves.

@gerdddds !!! This was SO much fun to write (I think you can guess because it started as a blurb but became so long 😭😭)

Also I suck at writing the accents like some people do, so just- imagine them speaking in their respective accents lmao

SMUT 18+

Simon was tired. His eyes felt heavy in his skull and a certain gritty sensation burnt behind his eyelid that no amount of squinting was getting rid of. Normally, Price's commanding voice kept him and his team in order, oriented them in the right direction, but tonight it just felt like grating in his ear. His foot tapped impatiently on the floor of the conference room, the post mission briefing seeming to last longer than the actual mission itself. He checked the clock above Price's head.

9.34 pm.

He couldn't wait to hit the bar just outside the base and drown himself in vodka (yes, he was a vodka guy secretly at heart; don't tell Price).

John signalled the end of the meeting and Simon almost leapt out of his seat to flee the room, attendance signatures be damned. He's a lieutenant for god's sake, not a child, he could-

"Boss! Wait for me!"

Simon is a very patient man, too. At least, he'd like to think so. But he doesn't know why every deity and every spirit was making it very very difficult for him to maintain his cool today. Did he piss someone off? Is this all that karma hitting back at him?

"Yes, McTavish, what do you want?"

The spritely young man jogged to keep up with Simon, who hadn't stopped walking, by the way, and looked a bit too excited for someone who'd just come back from a grueling ten-day mission in the middle of bumfuck Siberia.

"Are you going to Joe's? I can come with, if that's okay? I really really really need to get pissed, I don't think I've ever craved alcohol in my cells before but fucks sake I-"

"Fuck me, Soap, do ye ever stop yapping?"

Johnny just grinned wider, unfazed by his senior's gruff behaviour. "Sorry, LT. Lead the way."

Simon decided he couldn't really shake him off that easy and was too tired to argue otherwise, so he just wordlessly got in his truck. He turned to see Johnny right at his heel, climbing beside him with a jump. Eager pup, Simon mused.

He knows if he were a few years, hell even a decade younger, he'd have shown the youngin a night he wouldn't have forgotten. His sexual prowess was a bit overbearing to old lovers, men and women alike, a fact his ex husband both loved and hated. He was known to last hours in bed; in a relentless pursuit of pleasure and pain, until his partners were breathless and sore. One of his exes was once rushed to the hospital, too, on account of certain, let's say, sex injuries, that had the entire ER blushing under their masks. It was safe to say he wasn't allowed to touch her for an entire month.

Now, sitting in the dim lighting of the bar in a greasy countertop right next to the ancient stereo, he stares at Johnny and maps his features in his brain. He'd never noticed the scar on his top lip that almost disappeared when he smiled, or that he had flecks of green dusted in those blue irises. He's rambling about some video game he's eager to try out, Simon couldn't be arsed really, but he realises that Johnny's brows tick upwards whenever he gets too excited and he makes the funniest face when he's being sarcastic about something the game developers have said.

"You got a bird waitin on you, boy?" Simon interrupts him, taking a long swig of his beer.

He'd never seen a grown man blush such a deep shade of red so quick.

Cute.

"Uh, no LT. Don't reckon I got the time, you know? The missions are just too stressful, and training usually takes up most of my day, ya know? I mean, some of these girls, LT, I wouldn't even know what to say, like, hey, I'm super tired most days because I'm in a super secret special ops force and My team gets sent to highly confidential locations regularly and oh, I could die too but no big deal, see ya soon, keep dinner ready for me? My hand does fine, thank you very much."

He's rambling now, clearly tipsy, and Simon quirks an eyebrow. "Who's talking about a relationship, Johnny? You could pick up literally anyone you want at this joint- shag 'em and leave 'em? Ever heard of no strings attached?"

Johnny ducks his head and Simon realises he's hit a nerve. Unlucky for Soap, Simon relishes in making boys like him squirm.

"I- I don't know how to say this but, eh fuck it, LT-- I haven't really fucked anyone, Like, ever? I know- I know what you're gonna say, boss, but I don't wanna hear it, okay; it just- never happened, yaknow? Fuck, I really do sound like a bumbling virgin but, fuck, LT, I-"

Simon decided to put the kid out of his misery and leaned forward to put his hands between Johnny's legs and grip at the stool he was sitting on. He effortlessly slid him closer and Johnny squeaked in surprise but instantly shut up as Simon bracketed his thighs with his own and placed one large palm on his jeans, frighteningly close to his bulge.

"It's okay, kid. Stop overthinking."

The heat from Simon's palm burnt a hole through his jeans and Johnny felt a bit lightheaded. He raised his hand and slowly traced the gold wedding band on Simon's ring finger. It felt like both a reminder of his experience and a taunt- he belongs to someone else.

"He left me a year ago," Simon says softly, making Johnny shift in his seat. "Wasn't exactly- husband material, you could say."

This was the first time Johnny had ever heard about his lieutenant's private life, and also, maybe, the first time Johnny was silent for so long. He stared into Simon's eyes, eagerly swallowing every word that left his scarred lips.

"I couldn't sleep for months. The Paris job almost killed me, and Parker couldn't take it anymore. He'd begged me to retire, take a desk job, anything. I refused. Said we needed the money. I woke up the next morning with his side of the bed empty and a note that said his lawyers would contact me soon. No goodbye."

Johnny raised his palm and cupped the side of Simon's cheek. He just stared back with an intensity that made something stir low in his belly.

"I want to take you back to my house. Strip you of all your clothes, and lay you in my bed. Dismantle your thoughts until all your pretty brain can think about is me. I want you to go limp in my arms and beg me to stop. Do you want that, kid?"

Johnny could feel himself nodding desperately, mouth agape, before his mind could even catch up to his actions. He swallowed roughly, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. Is this really happening?

"W-wait. Simon, Simon."

Simon was half dragging him out of the bar already but he slowed down to look at him. "What, pup? Something wrong?"

Pup. The word made his dick twitch in his pants but Johnny braved through, " Simon, are you sure? Like, absolutely sure?"

Simon scoffed. Poor boy doesn't know what he's getting into.

He tugs him further and leads him into the truck, wordlessly getting into the drivers seat. "I meant what I said. I'll make it good for you, kid, I promise. Is this what you want? Think about it, we've got the whole ride back."

Johnny nods and looks at his side profile as he drives them to his house. He wants this. He's tired of avoiding all physical contact because of the stupid voice in his brain- "you're not smart enough, you're not wanted, no one wants you, no one could want you". He knows Simon can make that go away, he can feel it in his bones. He knows his LT will take care of him. He feels braver than before and inches his fingers slowly over Simon's regulation khakis, almost palming his bulge.

"Behave."

One word, and Johnny freezes. He'd always been the perfect soldier, hanging onto his LTs voice. Not surprising that it would be the same outside the battlefield, too.

They reached the barracks in record time, Johnny almost breaking the seatbelt buckle in his eagerness. They reach Simon's door and Simon leads Johnny into the room. He's been here several times before but now? It feels like he's a newborn fawn stumbling into the world for the first time. He tries to be sexy and turns to look at Simon but he bumps his toe into the center table and curses, before deciding to just, sit his ass on the sofa and let Simon take the lead.

Simon observes the entire thing with a glint in his eyes, desire stirring low in his belly. He closes the gap between them and sits on the floor in between Johnny's open legs. He places both hands on his thighs, leans up close to his face, and he can almost see Soap's neurons short circuit at his proximity.

"You don't have to do this, lad. No hard feelings".

Johnny whines low in his throat and grabs Simon by the nape of his neck. He jerks forward and clumsily presses his lips onto Simon's, and they both groan at how right it feels. Simon lets him lead the pace, explore what feels good and what doesn't. His tongue wearily circles his own and Simon sucks on it gently, making Johnny gasp. His hands run themselves into that goddamn mohawk, scraping at the buzz cut and massaging the scalp there. Johnny all but melts under the watchful care of Simon, and almost forgets what he was actually here for. Well, until Simon used one hand to press into the bulge that's straining against his pants and Johnny gasps.

"Go to the bedroom, kid. Take off your clothes and wait for me, yeah? Can you do that?"

Johnny nods eagerly and all but sprints to the single bedroom, making Simon scoff out a laugh. He enters the bare room and frantically takes off his clothes, but something in the bedside table catches his eye.

A framed photo of Simon and another man, in front of the Sydney Opera House. Both had matching grins, and Simon looked a good ten years younger. They were wrapped in a tight embrace and looking at the camera like nothing else mattered, because it didn't. They had each other and everything would be okay.

"It's been quite some time, John." Simon's quiet voice seemed to echo in the tiny space and Johnny almost jumps. His broad biceps encircle around his waist completely and Simon rests his chin on Johnny's shoulder, inhaling at his neck. "Don't dwell on the past. I know I don't."

John turns around in his grasp and looks at him longingly. "I don't want to make this sappy, Lt, but I think I'm a bit scared".

Simon nods, as if he had already anticipated it. He knows, he always knows. He's his lieutenant, his leader, his friend. He'd know what he's thinking, what he's feeling before he even frames it in his head. Soap knows that, and he would leap from a cliff if it was what Simon wanted, only because he knows Simon would be on the other side to catch him.

"I want you to touch yourself for me. Can you do that? Can you show me how you make yourself feel good?"

Simon lays him down on the bed and kisses him so deeply it makes his breath stop in his chest. His tongue delves into Johnny's mouth as his hands grip his waist, his hips, palming everything he could get his hands on. He pulls away and a string of spit connects their lips. Johnny looks fucked out already and Simon feels his heart thud louder.

Johnny nods along with him, humming low in the back of his throat as he slips a hand over his dick- fuck, it was as hard as a rock already. He rubs the head with his palm as Simon drops his head low to watch his motions. Johnny continues pumping his hips into his closed fist, increasing the pace frantically and panics when he realises he's so, so close already. His precum was making the entire ordeal so sticky, and Simon's intense stare wasn't helping his case.

"Kid, slow down, come on, easy, baby. Yeah, that's it." Simon places his hand over Soap's and guides him into a slower, more languid pace. His head felt syrupy, his stomach cramping already with how hard he's clenched it. He doesn't think he'll last any longer when Simon bends down and licks his tip gingerly.

"Fuck, FUCK Si, I-" he grabs onto Simon's head with both hands and almost smothers him by shoving his entire length into his mouth. Simon doesn't even gag, that fucker, and starts sucking his cock, making it so sloppy, so loud, Johnny doesn't think he'll survive this. The sight is downright obscene- Drool drops down the side of his mouth and his lips form a tight suction as he bobs his head up and down and up and down and up -

"I think I'm comin- fuckfuckfuckfuck,"

Simon pushes him further into his throat just as he climaxes, and Johnny gets tears in his eyes at how well Simon's throat clenches his cockhead. He doesn't know how long he's coming for, but knows that Simon doesn't let up for one second, constantly licking and laving at his dick and working him through the orgasm right into the territory of sweet oversensitivity. He's about to push his head away when one of Simon's thick fingers circle his asshole, and Soap feels like he's ascended.

"Is this where you want me, little pup? Do you want me to stretch you open, fill you till you're leaking with my cum? You wanna cry tonight?"

Soap sobs in agreement, fisting the bedsheet and twisting his torso to escape the pleasure as Simon pops the lid of the lube and generously pours over his taint and shaft. He pumps a finger in cautiously, making Johnny's breath catch lightly, huffing out tiny breaths to regulate himself.

"Breathe, kid. That's it, you're doing so good for me. I'm gonna bend my fingers just so, yeah? Oh- oh, is that the spot? Yeah, baby? Is that your happy spot?"

Simon's fingers hook inside in a way that makes them hit his prostate so deliciously- Johnny screams and bows his entire body up off the bed. Simon has to use his other hand to keep him pinned down and chuckles, starting to pump even harder. His fingers stretch and fill him, making him pant like a dog in heat now. He thinks he's going to come again, but he's not sure that's anatomically possible.

"Si, please, I need you, oh, I need you inside me, I need your cock, pleasepleaseplease Simon, I can't come like this, I-"

"Okay, okay, baby, breathe, breathe, yeah, my good boy wants my cock? Huh? I'll give it to you, I'll give you anything, fuck."

He pours some extra lube over his dick while his other hand continues to fuck into Johnny's tight hole. He caresses his dick slowly, thoroughly coating every inch in the sticky lube and slowly notches himself right up against Soap's asshole.

Feeling the blunt head against himself makes Johnny zero in on the moment; as if everything's faded away and it's just him, and just Simon, and there's nothing in between. They don't need to say anything, don't need more reasons to delay, and Johnny nods once, his eyes tearing up slightly. Simon understands- he bends forward to interlace his hands with Soap's and kisses him so so sweetly as he pushes inside.

The moan that leaves Soap could only be described as pornographic, as he feels every inch, every ridge and every vein breach his virgin hole. He stutters into the kiss, almost babbling as Simon grits his teeth together and powers through the tight embrace.

"Holy shit, kid, you're so tight."

"You're so big, sir".

Simon grips the back of his neck tighter and slightly massages the skin there, making Soap melt and relax a bit further. The last inch was the most difficult, Simon's girth found it almost impossible to make his rim stretch further, the sight of it so perverse it made Simon's mouth water.

"Let me on top, sir. I can take it."

Simon didn't really have the energy or the will to argue and effortlessly switched positions such that Johnny was on top and his dick never even slipped out.

"Go easy, yeah? I don't want you to hurt yourself"

Johnny nods with newfound vigor and plants both his feet on the bed, giving Simon a show for the ages. He takes a deep breath and lets gravity do most of the work as he slams himself down the last inch, right upto the thick base of Simon's god like member.

"Holy fuck, kid. I told you to go easy." He admonishes, but there's no real bite in it.

Soap grins, and oh, there's my boy, Simon thinks, "Sorry Lt. I'll be, fuck, more careful".

He starts a decadent rhythm, making both of them roll their eyes and moan loudly, neighbours be damned. It feels like heaven, like coming home after a long day at work, like the first sip of water after a hangover.

He realises soon enough that bouncing on his cock feels better than the grinding, and this knowledge makes Simon grip onto his hips tighter to help him along. Soap has his head thrown back, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth and onto his chest, eyes rolled into his skull. Look so perfect, Simon thinks. My boy.

His pace gets harder and faster and Simon realises he's not going to last longer. "Come for me, Johnny. Paint me with your cum, baby."

His hips stutter as he releases a whorish moan, probably waking up the entire base as he climaxes all over Simon's chest, his belly, heck some even went up to his face. He holds onto Simon's arms that were around his hips and crashes his lips onto his. This sets Simon off as he pumps once, twice, and buries himself deep in his ass and comes hard. They're both shaking and groaning, the kiss sloppy with sweat and spit, and their orgasms melting into each other's.

After a long time, Johnny pulls apart and stares into Simon's eyes. Those big, beautiful eyes that made him feel like home. They were slightly dazed and not all coherent and Johnny just grins.

"Let's do that again, sir."

[withluvvenus]

　　　　

　　　　　　𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝓝𝐄𝐖 𝐒𝐀𝐌 & 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐁𝐘 !! 　　　　　　Slushy Noobz 　　　　　　　　　　1.1M Views

　

　　　a snippet into the video posted by the Slushy Noobz 　　　　　 , featuring me and mandy

[ timestamp - 1 : 32 ]

starts off with martin and hamzah showing us the entrance of the abandoned school . we go in and sit by the lockers , we all bought backpacks so we do a what's in our bag haul !! in the middle of the hallway . . . i go last .

me : soo i have this cute little backpack ! i bought my trusty stuffed animal that mandy bought me ! thanks mandy !

mandy : i did NOT buy that ugly thing for you

me : bro shut up i'm trying to make you look generous . anyway , i was supposed to bring the ouija board but i got too scared so i bought monopoly instead !

hamzah : oh this guy stinks !

martin : yeah dude , can you believe her ?

they're both doing that thing where they close into each other and pretend like they're making fun of someone , but it's even more funnier to watch them . mandy and i side eye each other like , " can you believe them ? " .

me : girl WHATEVER . anyWAYS i also bought sonny angels to unbox -

and then we hear the LOUDEST thud ever . mandy , martin , and i all scream and i'm ready to run right out the door from where we entered . guess what ? it was just hamzah dropping his god damn phone .

[ timestamp - 23 : 42 ]

after walking around the abandoned school and doing absolutely nothing whatsoever , finding nothing , and getting scared only when one of them jumpscares mandy and i , mandy and i sit down in the cafeteria and unbox the sonny angels !!!

mandy : okay guys we're unboxing some sonny angels at this abandoned school ! i really hope i get the lopsided ear bunny to be honest . . . what 'bout you ?

me : ummm i really want this doggie !!

we unbox and i get what i want but mandy doesn't . . . cue mandy's crashout .

　　overall 　 this video consists of screams , jokes , and a lot of laughter in the middle of the hallways of an abandoned school . martin keeps trying to convince us that the school is actually haunted , hamzah believes him , but mandy and i lowkey can tell they're joking .

　

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[clumsydolly]

Don't forget to drink plenty water so your body fully recovers!

Stay well fed to the best of your abilities :3

Actually, as I read your Trey Clover!Reader post, I couldn't help but wonder how a Riddle!Reader and Lilia!Reader would be, especially with Barbatos...

On one hand, Riddle is very similar to him, but more outwardly strict.

On the other hand, Lilia is responsible but has learnt to let loose and be fun.

I guess I was just wondering how your wonderful writing would make either of those scenarios play out, having Barbatos know and care for a reader that is so similar to him yet so different at the same time ( ・－・)💭

Thank you, dearest! You're so kind! 🩷 I will make sure I drink plenty of water please don't worry about me~.

I will have your request out soon, dearest! I'm just a bit backed up! But as always requests are open!

Now when I thought about a Trey!Reader dynamic with Barbatos, the first thing that came to mind was how calm and steady Trey always is. He’s not the loudest person in the room, but he’s the one you trust to handle everything when it all goes wrong. I think a Reader based on him would have that same quiet strength. They’d be someone who naturally takes care of things without needing to be asked. Like if Barbatos was stressed or running low on energy, this Reader wouldn’t ask if he was okay, they’d just quietly bring him tea or adjust something small to make his day easier. I feel like they wouldn’t try to impress Barbatos or push for his attention. They’d just exist in a way that fits so easily into his rhythm that he wouldn’t realize how much he relied on them until they weren’t around. I think Barbatos would really appreciate someone like that. Someone who doesn’t demand space in his life but still becomes a huge part of it. I thought that maybe this Reader makes him feel safe, not by solving things for him, but just by letting him rest for a change. They’d both understand how it feels to be depended on all the time, and that’s what makes the connection feel honest. No need for grand gestures or dramatic confessions, just shared moments that mean more because they’re quiet and real.

Then I thought about a Riddle!Reader and how totally different that would be. Riddle’s whole vibe is about structure, control, and doing things the right way, and I feel like a Reader based on him would carry that same intensity. This Reader would probably be someone who holds themselves to a really high standard, maybe even too high. They’d try so hard to be efficient and smart and perfect, mostly because they’re afraid of being seen as weak. I think they’d try to match Barbatos, maybe even challenge him without realizing it. Not out of ego, but more like they’d want to prove they’re good enough to stand beside someone so competent and composed. And Barbatos? I think he’d find it kind of amusing but also impressive. He’d recognize that they’re trying to keep up, and I feel like he’d admire that effort without making them feel small. But I wondered if this match would have a lot of hidden tension. Like neither of them would be totally open at first. The Reader would keep everything behind perfect posture and big words, and Barbatos would just calmly wait them out, never showing if they were getting to him. But over time, I think he’d gently push them to let go of that control. Maybe not with words, but with consistent actions that show them they don’t have to prove anything. I feel like it’d be a slow burn where the Reader starts to realize that being cared for isn’t the same as being weak. And Barbatos would respect their strength without ever using it against them.

Now with a Lilia!Reader, it’s like flipping the whole thing on its head. Lilia’s that playful, unpredictable energy that makes everyone nervous but also kind of charmed. So I imagine this Reader would be chaotic on purpose, the type to joke constantly, act like nothing matters, and always keep people guessing. But I also think that’s a mask. Underneath all the jokes and teasing, there’s something a lot more serious going on. Maybe this Reader has lived through a lot or seen more than they let on, but they cover it up with laughter. I feel like Barbatos would pick up on that right away. He’s too observant not to. And instead of calling them out or trying to analyze them, he’d just let them keep their game going while quietly reading everything they don’t say. I wondered if that would throw the Reader off a bit. They’re used to being the one in control of the mood, but suddenly there’s someone who plays their game just as well as they do. And not only that, he sees through them without trying to fix or expose anything. I think this would be a really interesting dynamic because it’s not about comfort or power like the others. It’s more like two people who know how to hide behind masks but find a weird kind of honesty in each other anyway. Barbatos might actually enjoy the challenge this Reader brings, and the Reader might finally feel like someone sees them for real, even if they never admit it out loud. It’s playful and clever and weirdly deep.

Thinking about all three, I noticed they all share something under the surface. No matter how different they are on the outside, all three Reader types carry a lot internally. Trey!Reader hides it through care, Riddle!Reader hides it through structure, and Lilia!Reader hides it through chaos. And I feel like Barbatos would connect with that in different ways, since he’s someone who never really shows much of himself either. Each Reader would bring something different out of him, whether it’s peace, challenge, or curiosity. And I just thought it was interesting how much the dynamic shifts depending on what kind of strength the Reader leads with.

Thoughts?... 🤔💭

[beevean]

Hey! Just wanna say I LOVED your short Tenna story. My characterization of him has been missing something for a while now, and you helped me realize what it was— he was WAY too nice. It’s difficult to balance a villain being manipulative and cruel yet tragic and sympathetic— and not only did you do it amazingly, you gave me a lot of confidence in trying my hand at it! Tenna and Kris make me oh so very ill and I’ve been wanting to write about them even before I watched the entirety of chapter three. Please keep writing if you so wish— it’s so good!

(also I loved reading your IDW Sonic deconstructions back in the day)

Awww thank you so muuuuuuch 🥺 I'm so happy that you sent me this ask!

I want to write something about Tenna, but I'm not really sure what (and ngl I'm intimidated by trying to imitate such an iconic character lol). My only thought was, I am in utter love with the Doom Board section, and how uncomfortable it is to witness Tenna's breakdown, and I felt the need to jot my interpretation down - my one mental image was Tenna noticing that Kris is not looking at him at all and feeling outright hurt at being ignored by his first watcher.

I think most fanworks nowadays paint Tenna too much as a lil flustered pathetic wet boy tragic babyboy bean. Which he is. But he's also a manipulative conman not above taking advantage of his employees, and a massive mood-swinging unhinged control freak not above hurting the kid he "raised" for the sake of soothing his own ego. I read a Japanese comment who called him a yandere, and yeah, that fits!

I think Tenna is the kind of person who does kind things for selfish reasons. His one desire is to feel loved and useful. The main way he has to get what he wants is to make people happy, so that they're drawn to him. This means that he's mostly a very nice person who genuinely enjoys entertaining others... but what he truly wants is the recognition that makes him feel worthy. And when he feels abandoned or shunned, when his Berserk Button over being called "old" (which to him means obsolete, worthless, to be thrown away) is hit, he grows desperate to prove himself, and starts putting himself above others, because he wants things his way, he needs to feel in control and in charge and like he matters.

But even he knows that force can only get him so far. If you keep playing his games in the Doom Board, eventually he gets to the point where he no longer believes you're honest. But he still won't let you go. That would be a defeat. The confirmation that you don't love him after all. And that would kill him inside. As Kris says if you CHECK him during the battle, despite his size, he's surprisingly quite fragile :)

One of Tenna's biggest strengths as a character is that he combines these villainous traits with not just a heartwrenching backstory that most of us can relate to, but a really lovable personality. Not only he's chipper and charming, but he really enjoys being a positive force in people's lives. The two sides don't cancel each other, but complement each other in a complex, compelling character, that personally I think it's almost unfair to reduce to the innocent sniffling babyboy lol

I guess this is the best advice I can give? Tenna is kind but self-centered. His ego is big but brittle, and inflated by making people happy. When angry, he gets high on his power and can get manipulative and violent, but deep down he's incredibly sad and doing the equivalent of saying "please tell me I'm good 🥺". It's like, he wants his audience to feel any emotion, even pain or sadness if it has to come to it. As long as he affects them.

Good luck with your writing! If you are posting it somewhere I'd be happy to check it out <3 I'm also so very normal about Tenna and Kris' relationship, I need all the "fun uncle shielding lil Kris from the Divorce and being hurt that his nibling has grown apart from him" content I can get my hands on <3

[questionablecuttlefish]

I am moreso tb critical . They barely spoke any lines to each other and the time they got together was the au episode to justify it . Also I’m not going to say but a famous voice actor keeps trying to make his ship happen . Also it feels like everything jinx is or does is erased bc omg couple goals . And it’s the whole puppy crush taken to a next level .

Yeah, I find the whole thing personally a bit baffling, because I was totally okay with what was actually there on the show. I remember sitting there at the end of Episode 6 with my girlfriend going "Well we're 2/3rds through the series with no Ekko, I guess they're really not doing Timebomb stuff hey." And then episode 7 lmao.

The AU was an, uh, novel way to deal with Ekko's unresolved feelings about his childhood friend turned nemesis, but the payoff seemed to be spelled out? I thought? It really felt like it was laying Ekko's crush to rest as he accepted Jinx couldn't be the Powder of his dreams.

I just didn't get any romantic vibes at all from Main Timeline Ekko and Jinx, the contrast between them and his romance with AU!Powder made that even clearer, as did everything that happened in the final battle and after. His last shot is burning a mourning paper into the breeze, literally letting her go, ffs.

It's a pretty cut and dried Perfect World Bubble Episode trope and I thought it put a bittersweet, poignant full stop on their troubled relationship.

But then the fandom happened, and to be honest, while I once respected Timebomb as a valid, understandable alternate ship for Jinx, I'm done with it now.

I can't deal with the Canon Brigade. I can't stand Lightcannon shippers being all but forced at gunpoint to preface every social post with "guys I also like Timebomb but" or risk being harassed. I can't stand all mentions of "Lux" and "Lightcannon" being banned on relevant reddit subs. I don't like bullies and homophobes and I won't bow to either.

No, I don't like Timebomb, I never will again, thanks to people like this. You could almost say "I had a crush, until I started talking to the fans..."

No, I won't multiship, I don't care if you do, but I don't have to, and I don't.

Both ships were crack ships based on throwaway scraps of dialogue until Amanda Overton got heart eyes and it's time to stop pretending there's any more validity than that.

Lightcannon was, literally, here first, and pretending it's somehow less valid and has no place in the fandom is just homophobia and queer erasure and I have no time for that shit.

If people want to ship Timebomb, if they see something meaningful there that I don't, I'm not going to tell them they can't have it, who the fuck am I? Just another shipper with opinions.

All I can say is that it just doesn't work for me. And I love Ekko, I love Jinx, but their stories, their canon, has had barely anything to do with each other until now, and erasing them both to force the genius time twisting hero of the Undercity and the chaotic freewheeling destruction terrorist into a hetero tradwife fantasy is throwing away 99% of both of their stories and doing both characters a massive disservice.

Don't get me wrong, Ekko is great, I f'cking love writing him, his whole League canon is amazing and it's heartbreaking that they tossed it away for Arcane, the dynamic of their broken friendship is rich and interesting to explore, but it's better off as that. They both have better options that open up whole new adventures instead of ending their stories.

[stopmyhearts]

It feels kind of odd to me sometimes just how much of my depressing thoughts I put on here. Not because I think it's wrong or I don't like doing so, but simply because it feels like that is most of what the people on here see of me. It puts an image of me in your minds that is way more unhappy than is actually true. And by that I don't mean that what I post isn't true because it is. It's just not the full picture. You don't get to see me giggling at DnD or hanging out with my brother or going on a walk. You see a lot of the days where I can't get out of bed but little of the days where I do. Life keeps going on. And simultaneously it's like, I do hide things in real life. You know things my mother will never. But it's not as if only the bad stuff is true. A smile, even if I'm tucking away parts of myself, isn't fake. I don't know what I'm trying to say here. Maybe that things aren't as bad as they may seem on here. There's a balance to be found here, because like I said, what I post is true. But sometimes it lacks context. Because it's the worse bits, that sometimes I just need to take out of my brain and put somewhere else. It's the balance between saying it's not as bad as it may seem, but also acknowledging the reality that it is bad. That you shouldn't worry much, because at least with me you know you can see the hard things. But also I can't control your emotions. I don't know what I'm actually trying to say. Just rambling I guess.

[ask-the-gay-silly-gang-111111]

WELCOME TO THE SILLY GANG'S ASK BLOG !!!

Our silly's story is centering around a few very and completely normal characters living through life! As they try to survive and get accustomed to each other and learn to live a normal life.

The world however hits them with some struggles. And YOU will be able to see them struggling (suffering) through it. Heheh >:]

Ask these goofballs questions about their deepest insecurities, sufferings, relationships, backstories, and very private matters cuz askers don't care. (/Silly) ..or just about they favorite food, lol. Do what you want. :D

Links:

• Start •latest part

•just another day (<- how they all met, made by mod rnd 🎰)

What you'll find in this masterpost:

-important stuffs (whatcha can do, rules..)

-other stuffs (yeah y'know)

-characters infos (with all the info you could get by asking stuffs too !)

-about the mods ! (Hehe, us ! >:3)

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Important stuff :

What you can do:

-Ask/talk about whatever u want !

-swear, (no slurs) -flirt -ship them -tease them..

or yeaaah just go wild (not TOO wild trough-) (angsstt...)

Rules:

1: Be responsible!!! Don't be too (key word being ''too'') weird in here! Normal is overrated of course but I'm talking don't be too creepy weird please.

2: this blog us best for people around the age of 11-13+ due to some much mooooree.. big boy jokes featured in here ;) also, feel free to swear. But no slurs. That shit's offensive ok? (If you do. You're getting sent to the shadow realm)

3: You can ask anything to the characters featured currently! Who are:

Kato, mimo and aly as of right now!!

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Their current situation from the story: The beginning.

More characters will show up and the story will continue worked on!!

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Have fun and enjoy!! These characters have been built with lots of care!

Fanart and any fanwork is very much available! And we'd love to see it!! And you're doing something else? An AU of them ? That's awesome too ! And ofc, credit us and tag us (this blog, or our original blog) so we can see!!! ❤️❤️

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Characters infos:

Da col cat B)

Name: Kato

Pronouns: He/Him

Personality: Basically just someone who's often mischievous. Is the type who can break glass by just being around it if he's too relaxed. Is friends with a but of people due to his way with words. Commited quite a bit of crimes and doesn't regret any

Species: monster (cat (-✨))

Age: doesn't matter tbh. But if you want? I guess 15/16 he could be older or younger. Idc B)

Relationships/friendships: friends with a lot of people due to having his way with words and being trustworthy if he knows you're good. Homies with a certain other person

Da innocent silly :3

Name: Aly

Pronouns: she/her

Personnality : very silly, kind, innocent (<- this one's for you toby) , doesn't like chaos except when she's the one causing them, if you tease her, she will tease you :]

She acts like the little sister of the group ^^

Species: human

Age: between 14-16

Relationships/friendships: very good friend with zezo and mimo. Feels comfortable with them the most. What..? ..ship ? ..... ..Ship.

Da goofy pizza lover :]

Name: mimo

Pronouns: they/them

Personnality: nervous, cheerful, loves jokes, can be pretty dumb, pizza

Species: human thing

Age: ??? Unknown

Relationships/friendships: close with Zezo and Aly, but tried to be friendly with everyone!

Other characters will be added in the future after their introductions !

THE MODS !!!

Mod star ✨: heyyy ! I'm @aurora-starlight-silly ! I'll probally be the one to post the most tbh. Heheheheh. My persona there is Aly ! Also silliness is life. Bye !

mod rnd 🎰: Hey! I'm @randomdude102394 . My sona is ??? (will put his actual name there once he's revealed) I'll be slightly active, but, don't count on it. ;] Also, *soon.*

Mod da col👁️👄👁️ ( @zezodacol ) : My OC/sona is Kato in this blog! :DD I'm the one who's just gonna go sit down and count how many sexual/gay jokes we're getting here haha

Mod Pizza🍕: yes it's me, pizza :D ( @mimorobo ) I'm just existing here and consuming most of the food, don't count on any leftovers. Also HIII!!!

Mod toby 🍋: hey I'm a silly and my name is @totallytoby404, the pronouns are

✨✨ THEY/THEM <--- ✨✨

Mod soul 💯: heya, I'm @soul100 ! I'm here as my persona, you can call me soul :D I love tea, and I have nothing else on my mind. aaaaanndd I exist here, kinda 💥

mod Lio 📕: Heya guys, I’m @levasci , and my Sona’s name is ??? (He has not been revealed yet but I can’t wait for when the time comes for it, I hope you’ll love him and the other sillies from the crew).

I’ll try to be active, but I don’t think I will be because I’m busy, and because I’m not as used to posting on Tumblr as the others from our crew.

Anyways, hope you’ll enjoy what we’ve got to show! 😉

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..dunno what to add-

Oh yeah ! We've got our irl lifes too, and our other blog to take care off, so we might take some time to answer stuffs, sorry !

I hope you liked that masterpost and that you will have fun here ! :33

-Mod da col 👁️👄👁️ -mod star ✨

[polyamorousmood]

Hi! I think I need some advice, if that's alright. I want to preface this by saying that I'm not trying to be polyphobic (is that what it's called?) at all and that I'm not trying to ragebait and that these are just genuine thoughts and fears of mine.

I think I might be polyamorous? Or rather I think I could be polyamorous. I should mention that I've no real evidence or anything. I've been cooped up at home for years now for a couple reasons, so I haven't really interacted with anyone besides online friends and immediate family in ages, and before that I was a pre teen xD

Suffice to say, I do not have any experience whatsoever and the only reason I believe I could be polyamorous is the fact that I have multiple F/Os who I personally feel I love all very dearly. That, and the simple fact that I could very well imagine myself being with multiple people.

But I'm also kinda scared, because let's assume I'd actually manage to get at least two people who already love each other to fall in love with me. What if I idk demanded to much attention? I did that once on accident in another (non-romantic) relationship. It was later pointed out to me and I've stopped since, but what if I accidentally do it again? Or what if my partners decided they actually don't like me anymore? If I was in a monogamous relationship with someone and they cheated on me I think I could cope, maybe they were just an arsehole or whatever! But if I was in a relationship with (at least) two people, and they all decided that, actually they don't want to be with me anymore, then that'd mean that there's something wrong with me and I don't think I could cope with that. Or what if they keep me around, but just don't like me as much as each other, and I'm kinda the spare or whatever? What if my partners fight and I have to pick sides? What if I and a partner fight and the other partner has to pick sides?

(How noticeable is it that I was kinda involved in a somewhat messed up friend group for most of my childhood where I was rarely ever the first pick? xD)

It's just, I have a lot of worries and whatnot. You don't have to answer every single one of my silly questions, heck you don't have to answer this ask at all. I guess I just wanted someplace to word vomit my worries, and maybe someone to give me some sort of advice or kind words or whatever you can come up with.

I've read a few of your posts (and I plan to dive a bit deeper on your blog if you don't mind) and I think you're great. <3

☀️

I have a firm policy against giving condescending advice like "you'll understand when you're older."

That doesn't mean it's not true, merely that its useless to hear.

And asks like these pose a real challenge for me in light of that self-imposed policy 😅. Because like, a real part of the answer is that you're figuring out your shit still. Especially since you've been cooped up and haven't been able to test the dating waters a ton. 🤷‍♀️Everyone has been there. Its just kinda how it goes. Most people gotta put up with a least a little bit of bullshit romantically to figure out what's not for them.

And the other point I have could feel related, which risks making me look bad with regard to my rule, so you'll just have to trust me that its different. And that I say this with all the love in my heart and its normal and good and okay.

You are going to fuck it up.

And it will suck when you do. And then it'll resolve and you'll be okay again. Maybe you'll be -2 partners, maybe y'all will work it out and have a laugh about it later. Doesn't matter. It'll be okay. Look at me. Look at me 👁️👁️I promise you these two things, as sincerely as anyone has ever sworn anything: (1) You will fuck something up somehow and (2) you will find a way through, and find your way back to okay again.

So like. I know anxiety isn't that simple, but put those worries on the backburner, at least. I cannot promise none of those things will come to pass, but like, if they happen, you move on with your life afterward. Maybe get some ice cream along the way, but you keep going.

Now then. Rapid fire misconceptions you were leaning on that I'd like to quickly clarify:

You don't have to get an established couple to fall in love with you. Among most of the poly people I personally know, its one of the less common ways to go about things (and those couples can even have a bit of a bad reputation).

Partially because of that, one partner breaking up with you does not usually mean every partner breaks up with you. This'll depend a bit on the relationship dynamic you'd get into, but its very

"What if my partners fight and I have to pick sides?" Just... don't? If that stresses you, you can refuse.

You don't have to date polyamorously, even if you "are polyamorous" you can just have a single partner. Hell, I don't know much about Fictional Others, but you can have one IRL partner and still consider yourself with the characters, probably. And call that polyamory. Its whatever. Polyamory is not a sentence you're forced to serve. You can live your life however you want.

"I should mention that I've no real evidence or anything [that I'm polyamorous]." Call yourself whatever. It doesn't matter. You can try it. You can change your mind. For real, don't stress it. You're you, you can do what you want; the labels are just a descriptor to help others understand. For now, if its easier to call yourself it, do that. If it makes more sense to describe everything about how you're questioning, then do that. You do not have to know, or have answers, just live your life, my friend.🌠

TL;DR: You will stumble along the way, but you can craft your life however you want.

If you wanna do more exploring on the blog, the tag list or FAQ might help you out.

The only way to figure out life is to live it, my friend. Godspeed. 💙💖🖤

[bulletproof-slimeboy]

[Charlie somehow manages to relax further without compromising his posture, and shrugs the shoulder that's not busy supporting Cal. Which they can't see. Hmm.]

I guess it's- I think I've said this online, actually. I was pretty tired at the time so I don't remember exactly what I posted and what I just thought I did, or talked myself out of. Anyway, uh, I just- fuck. Okay. This is harder to figure out how to, like, say out loud than it is to write down. Give me a second.

[A pause, notably longer than a second, but close enough.]

...Okay. I feel like I'm supposed to be helping, right? That's my thing, that's what I do. But I failed. I couldn't- I made Mia go in after me, and she spent time there, and I think it fucked with her enough that the anons were able to convince her to go back on her own. I didn't save anyone who was already there, and I fucked myself up bad enough that now I physically can't go in after her even though she did the same for me. I didn't stop her from leaving. I didn't even know she was gonna go until she'd made up her mind because I wasn't keeping an eye on her like I should've been.

[Charlie has to stop again, clearing his throat and turning his head so he can't look up at the blank TV screen.]

She's just the most - the most, uh, extreme example, but it's sort of been everyone? I'm supposed to be supporting them, but I took too long and I fell out of touch and now I feel like I have to do something if I'm gonna talk to someone because I've just been useless for too long - hell, it's been on and off since, since the beginning, right? I'm fucking pathetic sometimes and I'm trying to make up for it but, uh, no, sorry, I'm not going into that right now - and casual conversation doesn't cut it anymore, it needs to mean something, but I don't know what to do, or say, or what would actually help,

[He takes a slow, shuddering breath and forces a yawn to relax his throat again.]

So I just...

[It doesn't work. His voice breaks. He squeezes his eyes shut and pretends it didn't.]

I don't- uh. Shit. I don't, I mean, I just- I sort of- stopped doing, uhm. Just. In general.

I stopped.

[A knock on the door, gentle but firm. Then a hesitant voice calls out.]

Hey, Charlie? It's, uh. It's Cal.

Callen! Uh-

[Charlie's just woken up and is entirely unprepared for this, as it happens. Well... No, he did get up a few hours ago to eat, but then he ended up going back to bed and he can't see for shit right now. He blinks rapidly, as if that might help, and raises his hand to wave Cal in.]

[...Which they can't see because they're outside the room. This is going great so far.]

Come in!

[stoffbergart]

rewatching x files

[umblrspectrum]

updated some ref sheets and also actually made jcj one