#im literally SO brave. you're so brave too

[stealingpotatoes]

well that odysseus guy never had to deal with a self checkout so if anything my grocery odyssey is actually worse than whatever he was doing

[non-un-topo]

I'm at the point in this fic where it's almost too sad and intense to the degree that it's unbearable/unreadable. I mean, I'm trying to write a story that leads up to the first crusade, so it's not going to be a happy story. But still, I'm at this point where I just have to write it anyway and throw each chapter to the wind because there's no editing the plot at this point, and I really wouldn't want to change it or sugarcoat it.

[strangestcase]

tomblr discourse in the monster high universe must be something else.

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💝​ lalalala Follow

What would I do without cherry smoothies... probably die again 💔​

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Of freaking course the frilly daywalker is a vegan 😒​ bet you do witchcraft too you dirty hippie

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🝢🜊🝣🝗🜚🝰

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WTF is that lol

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i t burns. wh at did you do to me .

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^-^

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🧠​ msdeadfast Follow

Ok but Dead Fast: Night of the Living (2002) has no business being considered the worst Dead Fast movie when the MCU (Murder Cinematic Universe) not only retconned his origin story to make him a virus zombie rather than a curse zombie (which throws off his entire arc about being something more than his deeds!) AND made him be allied with B.L.I.G.H.T. of all organizations because Like say what you will about NOTL and the forced heterosexual romantic plot but at least 1) it gets what makes Dead Fast a hero and 2) GIVES HIS LOVE INTEREST A PERSONALITY AND SOMETHING TO DO

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Literally

Also they made the villain Dr. Igorable's motivations so laughable like..... so his wife got turned into a zombie and he wants to cure her? Ok? Did she ask for it? She doesn't even have any groaning lines. Im not even a zombie but that was offensive as hell. Like in the original comics he wants to straight up undo all forms of zombism forever

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NO FR LIKE....... so suddenly the eugenics obsessed human is tragic because being a zombie must be such a tragedy you guyyyysssss -_- and wanting to get rid of an entire monster type is ok. I swear that movie has turned monster attitudes towards zombies back into the 80s

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I am not sure if I'm overstepping here but, furthermore, the addition of Pendulum to the movie was unnecesary. Stereotyping shapeshifters as untrustworthy and traitorous is something of a past era. Either leave the character behind, or change it entirely.

🧠​ msdeadfast Follow

Jackson I love you and I love your takes. but you type like a Victorian in his deathbed ;-;

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The MCU is so dreadful, it's irrevocably turned me into one.

#It has also substracted years off my lives.

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🦈​🦐​🐠🪸​​🐡​🐟​

^ aquarium!

#lagoona's originals #ocean #sealife #ah-! so refreshing <- aesth tag

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🔥 666firepit666 Follow

Not to vague anyone but some of you have to shut the freak up about the ocean. You don't see me making little dioramas of the Malebolge because I'm not a little cringelet like you lmao

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If you don't freaking love the ocean don't follow the ocean tag. Yes that goes for @666firepit666, square up and fight me if you're so brave Heath!!!!

#lagoona's originals #personal #more skulls for my skull collection!!!

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Day 1 no toxic doomed yuri

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WRONG SIDEBLOG

#stop reblogging this

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Got a new arm! Can't wait to try it out!

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try it out how 🤨​

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Building a wretched creature out of corpses, of course!

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OH that was a double entendre! You should be ashamed of yourself!

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I would never use my arms for violent purposes!

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Lagoona dragged me into the pool and now my hair is out 😡​

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Skull issue.

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skull issue

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Skull issue. Take the L

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Skull issue ^-^

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skull issue lmao

🔩​ stitchez Follow

Skull issue! I dont know what that means but I'm sure it relates to your experience!

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SKULL ISSUEEEEEEEEE !!!!!!!

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Your own cousin 🥲​

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I AM NOT RELATED TO ANY BALD PEOPLE

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Alright, who stole my sinister amulet?

[i2rizz]

i fear i’ve grown obsessed with the chubby reader x bllk men 🧍🏻‍♀️

can i have general hcs for chubby sweetheart reader and yukimiya, reo, and kaiser (+ if you want to add anyone else <3) hehe

thank you <3 i love your writing so much, it’s like a warm hug !!

HELLOO dearieee<333 andd i totally get you there!! Writing a chubby reader honestly feels like a warm hug idk why

ALSO ik you didnt ask- but i also made NSFW hcs too because i was js feeling brave to write it- exept idk wtf im doing

General SFW! and NSFW! hcs for the BLLK boys x !chubby sweetheart reader

Yukimiya, Reo, Kaiser, Sae

-SFW!

YUKIMIYA KENYU

Yukimiya stares at you like you’re the final brushstroke on a masterpiece. You could be munching on snacks in your oversized hoodie and he’ll be like, "You know… you’re a vision, right?"

He always says it casually, too. Not performative. Just facts. And when you get flustered, he’ll grin and go right back to reading his skincare label.

You mentioned once in passing that you didn’t like a photo of yourself—he literally made a mini photoshoot day just to show you how good you looked in every angle. And yes, he printed some of them and put them in a little photo album labeled "My Favorite Muse"

One time you were lying on the bed, scrolling on your phone, and he laid down beside you, placing his hand on your stomach and just staying there. When you looked over like "??" he just mumbled, "I like you like this. You feel like home"

Lowkey has a soft spot for dressing you up. Picks out outfits for you when you go out together. Always says things like, "I want everyone to see the masterpiece I get to come home to"

REO MIKAGE

Reo thinks you’re the softest, sweetest thing he’s ever met. And he’s OBSESSED. Will literally go on rants like, "How the hell did I win the jackpot like this??"

He likes lying with his head in your lap and pretending to be weak and fragile like, "Ugh... only your chubby thighs can cure me"

Buys you so many clothes. When he realized some brands didn’t carry inclusive sizing, he basically rage-donated 100K and then sent a strongly worded email. Now you have a tailored wardrobe curated just for you.

When you feel self-conscious in a crowd, he always pulls you in by the waist and goes, "Smile. They’re jealous"

The type to post "your daily dose of heaven" with a pic of you eating ice cream and then defend your honor in the comments like a rabid knight. "Yes she’s mine. No you can’t have her. Cry about it"

MICHAEL KAISER

Kaiser acts like he’s god’s gift to the world but when it comes to you? He is down bad.

He says stuff like, "My baby’s a snack. A meal. A buffet. Michelin-starred. Try her and you’ll choke though"

Absolutely lives for PDA. He wants everyone to know you're his, especially when they double-take seeing someone like you with someone like him. That’s his favorite kind of attention.

When you get insecure, he holds your face and just says, "Look at me. I like you. Not some idea of you. Not a filtered version. You."

Spoils you like a princess. Buys you cute shoes, pastel earrings, books you mentioned one time. You were his soft spot before you even knew he had one.

SAE ITOSHI

Sae’s the quiet kind of partner who doesn’t really say much—but the way he looks at you when you’re smiling? Like it’s a rare eclipse.

He doesn’t hype you up with fancy words. He just shows you. Grabs your hand when you’re walking, pulls you into his chest when you’re tired, keeps one hand on your thigh while he’s driving.

If someone says something dumb about your body, he’s the type to deadpan, "And?" Then stares at them like they’re not worth breathing near you.

Sometimes when you fall asleep on him, he mumbles things like, "You’re so warm. Stay like this forever" He won’t admit it the next day though. But he’ll make you breakfast and kiss your forehead, so…

-NSFW!

MICHAEL KAISER

Possessive as hell. The moment he has you under him, he’s muttering in German about how "this body is his kingdom" He touches and kisses every inch of your skin like he's laying claim to it. Doesn’t matter how long you’ve been together—he acts like he still can’t believe he gets to touch you like this.

Size kink deluxe. Your softness drives him insane. He loves how plush your thighs feel wrapped around his waist. He’ll grab your hips and say something cocky like, "Only I get to ruin a body this perfect"

Body worship? Constant. He likes to go down on you slowly—especially when you're flustered or shy. He’ll press kisses to your belly, thighs, and anywhere that makes you squirm, telling you how good you taste while keeping eye contact.

Aftercare KINGG. He’ll literally carry you to the shower or wipe you down himself while murmuring praises. He won’t let you move until you’re fully pampered.

REO MIKAGE

Spoils you everywhere—including in bed. He wants you to feel like royalty even when you’re writhing beneath him. Satin sheets, rose petals, him on his knees—Reo makes love like he’s proving a point.

Loves when you’re on top. He gets feral watching you bounce above him, hands gripping your hips like he’s grounding himself. And if you get shy about your tummy or thighs? He’s kissing and praising every part while guiding your movements with, "Don’t hide from me, baby—lemme see all of you"

Breast guy. Massages, nuzzles, soft bites, and full-on obsession. He’ll wrap his arms around you from behind and grope you while whispering sweet filth in your ear.

Public teasing? Absolutely. He’ll whisper what he’s going to do to you in a room full of people, then act all innocent when your knees get weak.

YUKIMIYA KENYU

Slow burn, sensual type. Yukimiya isn’t rushed. He peels your clothes off like he’s unwrapping a rare gift. Compliments your body with words like "divine" "breathtaking" or "a masterpiece I get to touch"

Foreplay specialist. Tongue, fingers, gentle teasing—he builds it up until you’re begging. And he loves that. He’ll say, "That’s it, baby, let me hear you. Tell me what you want"

Loves your softness. He’ll squeeze your thighs while thrusting into you, groaning, "You feel so fcking good wrapped around me" He thinks about it all day, especially when you wear anything that clings to your curves.

Mirror sex. He loves watching you come undone. Holds you by the chin and whispers, "Look at yourself. That’s how beautiful you look when I make you mine"

SAE ITOSHI

(Guess the favourite- you cant)

Emotionless? Not in bed. The moment things get heated, the deadpan fades and something hungry takes over. You see it in the way his hands tremble just slightly as they explore your soft body—like he’s been holding back for way too long.

Gets off on contrast. You’re sweet, warm, soft. He’s cold, controlled, calculated. He loves the push and pull—how you gasp his name with those honeyed lips while his fingers dig into your plush thighs like you’ll disappear if he lets go.

Slow strokes, intense eye contact. He makes you feel everything. Every thrust is controlled, angled just right. And he doesn’t talk much—but when he does? "You’re perfect like this. All mine. No one else gets to see you fall apart"

He marks you up. Hickeys, scratches, the imprint of his rings—he wants reminders of him on your skin. He likes how they look on you when you wear soft, flowy clothes the next day.

Softness drives him feral. He grabs your tummy when he’s close, burying his face into your neck and groaning against your skin. It’s primal. He doesn’t care how messy or loud it gets—he wants you trembling and ruined beneath him.

Post-sex quiet cuddles. No words. Just his hand resting over your belly, your legs tangled, and his lips ghosting over your shoulder with the faintest "You’re beautiful, you know that?" whispered like a secret.

[eternalartblock]

overanalyzing kyoko's letter because i have nothing better to do

im having a fucking field day out here.

so in case anyone reading this is unaware, campyfire recently dropped these:

there is a LOT to unpack here. i am losing it over the namedrop but i would mainly like to focus on psychoanalyzing kyoko because. i mean this is her letter, plus in context it wasnt really meant to be read by anyone other than herself, so its likely that shes being pretty damn genuine here. which means i get to look at it and read into it and convince myself even further that she is!!! not okay!!!!!!

We hope your adventures haven’t taken you too far.

“we” is likely referring to the rest of her family, so theyre probably alive and present. which is good because i would actually kill someone if she lost her sister and had literally no one else. i really hope they gave her some support at some point because it seems like she really needs it

Since you’ve been on your journey, I've decided to become an adventurer, just like you!

becoming an adventurer is a lot. leaving home and letting go of your old life is a lot. and kyoko did that because it was something her sister liked to do, because it made her look strong and brave and she wanted to be like her. she mustve really, really looked up to her :(((

…I was scared at first, but talking with them made me happy… really happy.

ok hold up. she was scared??? while she does seem scared for them, shes never appeared to be scared of them, so… why? maybe its because they just come off as intimidating to everyone? it could be like how several npcs in the manor thought they looked off. but that was after she first met them, plus they were definitely a doing a lot better back when they only had one sword. i personally think this might be hinting at some kind of attachment and/or vulnerability issues? idk it REALLY seems like shes got some shit going on, especially because of how she lets you vent about your problems but immediately changes the subject once she mentions hers in her manor dialogue. still not normal about that btw.

Things are weighing down on them though, I didn’t want to trouble them…

shes clearly worried about being a burden to player while theyve got so much going on. even though she has literally let them vent to her. while she ALSO had some shit going on. dont get me wrong, i get why she'd think that way, player IS visibly going through it and they dont need more things to worry about. but it would probably be worth it to at least ask if theyd be ok with listening to her talk about everything. theyre her friend, and theyve got quite a few things in common. they would understand.

I shouldn't give up. I know you're out there, so I'm going to be just like you and never stop trying.

aughhhh fuckkkkkk

the thing about having a loved one go missing is that anything could have happened to them. there so many horrible ways for calypso to have gone out, especially since kyoko has ZERO IDEA where she could have gone. and yet, she chooses to believe that shes still out there somewhere, because she knows her sister, and she knows that shes stronger than that. and she wouldnt leave her.

also consider: calypso's an adventurer. it would be normal to not hear from her for a while. so imagine how long it took for her family to even realize something was wrong. calypso has been gone for a very long time.

im glad kyoko's at least coping somehow... still think she should open up a bit, but its better than nothing. i really want her to get the support she needs, because shes clearly going through a lot, despite how cheerful she might appear. also i wanna know more about calypso, it seems like she was super cool.

anyways kyoko is the best and most well written block tales character. thank you for coming to my ted talk

[gatitties]

Hellooo! Im so happy you opened your request 😩Can i request something for platonic Yandere strawhats (zoro and luffy really) with a teen! Reader who acts snarky and bold but they’re scared of everything form a butterfly to a emperor of the sea so they refuse to join the crew? If possible could you include law as well. Tyy💕

─Yandere!Strawhats (Luffy & Zoro) & Law x teen!reader (Platonic)

─Summary: you are a stubborn teenager and you refuse to have extra 'protection', bad luck for you…

─Warnings: manipulation, death, mention of gutting someone, blood, unjustified obsession, toxic behaviors, yandere stuff...

─ Are you an idiot? Affectionate question that these two ask each other when they meet you.

─ You are brave and stubborn enough to get hurt during a fight but you run away if you see a butterfly because bugs are ugly and scary according to you.

─ And on top of that you deny his offer to be on his crew? Your pride is going to make these two men bald, they are doing all this for your good, you should be more aware of their actions.

─ Luffy is by your side day and night repeating over and over again that you are part of his crew, he will refuse to leave the island without you, you are too young, inexperienced and afraid to survive on your own even if you have family who can take care of you.

─ In fact, Zoro already took care of that, definitely if your family members didn't exceed his expectations, which to no one's surprise, they didn't, they wouldn't be able to protect you like he would.

─ It took them at least a week to persuade you enough with some manipulation, with the help of Robin, and even when you were half convinced to leave in search of not-so-desired adventures, they ended up kidnapping you because you were still stubborn.

─ So you found yourself glued to two idiots against your will, playing games with Luffy that even at your age wouldn't find fun, watching in silence as Zoro flexed his muscles while he trained.

─ And if you thought that someone from the crew was going to help you get out of that spiral of obsession you were very wrong, if they weren't threatened, they would also be somewhat obsessed with keeping you safe after spending some time by your side.

─ They will take advantage of how scared you are, literally anything would make you jump two meters off the ground, once you were scared of your own shadow, everyone will take advantage of it to scare you and make you hug them.

─ No matter how much you fight, Luffy needs at least one hug daily and will wrap his rubber arms around you completely suffocating you, Zoro is not that fussy, but he will use you as a stuffed animal to hug during his naps.

─ Don't even think about seeking comfort from anyone other than them or at least part of the crew when you're scared, they are the only ones who can help you, understand, the others only want to use you and won't take care of you as well as they do.

─ Many failed escape attempts, either because you have been caught or because you were just sailing through waters infected with sea monsters, you always end up locked up overnight as punishment.

─ If necessary, they will knock you out so that you do not put yourself in danger, your sarcasm and sometimes bad temper can put you in dangerous situations and they are not going to go through that, they would have to kill someone again.

─ He was just passing by, your island was in a small fever pandemic and Law was just helping the whole town a little, however you seemed so out of it when you were sick, so lost and hurt, you reminded him of his sister.

─ He simply took you away to, supposedly, cure you since he had better equipment on the submarine, you couldn't even fight against this because seriously, it seems like you have one foot in the grave when you're sick.

─ He got rid of all your discomforts, but he also discovered that you were a big mouth, but hey, no one likes to be kidnapped so he got a good dose of irritating adolescence.

─ It was difficult to make you see reason that you would be much better off with him and that your island was potentially dangerous, it's not like you came to reason but he forced you to listen to him and collaborate with some threats.

─ He was quite surprised when one night you asked him to sleep with him because you saw a spider prowling around your room, even though you were a very sarcastic and sassy person, you were very scared and he used that as an advantage.

─ Do you want to get out of the submarine? It's okay, just hold his hand and you can go anywhere, do you want to go outside alone? No way, do you know about the insects, contagious diseases and monsters that can wait for you out there? Of course not, you're just a teenager.

─ He always makes excuses that something that terrifies you is hanging around the islands where you stop.

─ Maybe if you get too annoying or whiny about not being able to go out on your own, he'll let you go on your own for a bit… although it only gives you a false feeling of freedom since you always have one of the crew members watching you closely.

─ No teenage romance, he is not going through that time, if necessary he will show you the person you like dissected to scare you enough to think twice about trying to escape.

─ Consider all escape attempts a failure because Law has everything really calculated and the crew is too afraid at this point, they were the ones who had to clean the mutilated corpses of the people who were on the blacklist.

─ Because Law wrote down each of the people who have done something to you that he considers bad or harmful to you.

─ He has already lost a sister, he's not going to lose another even if you are not related to him by blood.

[backwardshatnick]

in which they never define what they have in high school, but they were confusingly happy.

Her thumb tapped repeatedly over the black ballpoint pen, the click sound resonating throughout her bedroom which almost drove her crazy when it echoed. Laid out in front of Bloom's eyes was her journal, a stretch of words written– no, scribbled in cursives only comprehensible to her as she continued to decode what was it that she had with Matt.

The scent of the lavender candle that she had lit continued to waft in the air, the gentle crackle of the fire slowly, but surely calming her nerves down as she tried to reread what she had already written down.

He’s not my boyfriend. We don’t even talk about stuff like that. But he sits next to me every Tuesday at the bleachers when his coach tells his team to hit the showers early. He ties my shoelaces when I’m carrying too many books. He notices the different shades of red when I wear a new flavour of Chapstick. And he gets weirdly quiet when I compliment his stupid middle-parted hair. His stupid, middle-parted, fluffy and soft hair. It’s like… we orbit each other. I think maybe he’s the only person who really sees me, but he also disappears sometimes. I don’t know what we are but I keep waiting for the moment we’ll look at each other and just know that we're definitely not strangers, but instead something else.

Her phone subtly lit up when a Snapchat notification popped up, the screen showing the time: 02:19. It was not a a school night, so Bloom was definitely not surprised that her best friend was still up during her late-night journalling session. Clicking on it, Stella had sent a photo of her watching Shrek, with the caption "donkaë".

She laughed at the caption, her humour clearly broken, as she typed out a response, Stella's Bitmoji now floating at the corner of her phone.

stella, do u think that when i save ur texts and snaps on here that it means smth a lot more?

whats with the deep question r u ok bloom this is about matt isnt it im getting my earbuds hold on a sec n we can def talk

"It's about the Matt thing again, right?" Stella said, her face only lit up by the blue glow of her phone.

Bloom slid further into her chair, blowing out the loose strands of her hair, "It's not a thing."

She rolled her eyes before giving Bloom a knowing look, "Girl, he's the reason why you started buying and wearing more cherry-flavoured Chapstick. You know you've always liked the vanilla and coconut ones."

"Well, maybe I'm just evolving. Nothing's ever wrong with that, right?" Bloom laughed.

"Ugh, whatever you say then," Stella answered, her tone stretching out and teasing before panning her phone's camera to her laptop screen, "Want to watch the rest of Shrek with me?"

"I can never say no to my favourite short king."

Like parallel lines, Matt was also not asleep. Instead, he was inside of his car at an empty car park of a 24-hour Burger King with his brothers, Nick and Chris.

The cool air accompanied them as it blew onto their faces and in between bites of day-old chicken nuggets and slurps of ice-cold root beer, Matt finally voiced out.

"We're never a thing, you guys know that, right?"

"Sure, keep on lying to yourself, Pinocchio. Hand me some more fries, please?" Chris asked, hand held out to the seat behind where Nick was sat.

"I don't know what it is that you guys have, but thing or not, you literally made her a bookmark using mum's flowers from the backyard. Told everyone you pulled out the roses as a joke, but that doesn't sound like a joke to me..." Nick chimed in, his voice trailing as he gave his younger brother a side-eye.

Matt sat the paper cup back down to the console box and groaned, "She doesn't like me like that!"

"You're such a fucking buzzkill."

"And a pussy too at that," Chris added to Nick's remark.

"Because I know she's going to another state for college and I'm not brave enough to ask her to stay," Matt uttered, his forehead now resting on the steering wheel, "Or wait. Or choose me."

"So we just exist and not talk about it. And I'm just taking whatever I can get while we're still happy."

Everyone thought Matt was the funny and confident golden boy of their team. Always down for parties and always the first one to charm a girl into cheering for their team. But they never paid attention to the small, subtle ways he had used to guard himself. The way that he would fight back the urge to argue when someone makes fun of the "nerds of the Geography club", the way he would constantly check his phone at practice, or the way he would try his best to hide the smile by biting the inside of his cheeks when someone makes a joke about 'blooming' flowers.

Or even the way he would dip out of the post-practice hangouts at the diner earlier than the rest.

Until one day, a friend of his saw Matt pack his bags carelessly, his sneakers just thrown blindly in the drawstring bag as he continued to crumple his jersey into the backpack.

"What's with the rush, Sturniolo? Got a secret, impatient girlfriend that we don't know about?"

His heart beat rapidly against his ribcage, threatening to jump out but Matt simply responded with a grin that was too fast, "What? Pfft, nah. Got a lot of homework to do at the library. Mrs. Clarence's already grilling my ass about it."

Matt was not fully lying, and while he did have a free period with Bloom waiting inside of the chilly library, he never told anyone that he had left in his car to quickly fetch her favourite snacks during study time, listening to their co-curated playlist as his head bobbed to the beat of the song.

But his mind was not fully committed to keeping the rhythm as a thousand and one thoughts circled his head, starting off fully onto the party that their midfielder is hosting to celebrate their first victory against a neighbouring school. Matt had decided against coming, adding on further to the suspicions of his friend when the reason he gave was to finally have a proper night's sleep after weeks of constant training at the field.

"She wouldn't fit in with my friends," Matt mumbled under his breath, despite being alone in the car with the music now long forgotten.

"Not because she's not cool, but because she's Bloom. She's too cool for them. The Bloom I know won't laugh at Spencer's awful drinking games, nor would she appreciate the dumb lacrosse party rituals we have after every win. She'd probably just subtly cuss them out and leave without anybody noticing."

"But then what? They'll all know just how much I like her if I disappeared after. She's her enough that it makes me feel safe to stop faking it. I want her in my world. But I just... don't know if my world even deserves her presence."

His train of thoughts finally came to a halt when his car similarly stopped upon the red light. Matt inhaled deeply and let it linger in his chest until he felt ready to let it go.

"Nick and Chris were right, I am just a fucking buzzkill and a pussy."

notes: middle part matt you will always have a special place in my heart 💞💞💞💞 edited this on my phone so apollocheese if it looks weird..... the grudge i have against the mobile tumblr app is really smth else.

masterlist for this au can be found here :)

gif credits to @mattsturnioloarchive <3

ꫂ❁ @oopsiedaisydeer @bbgirlmatt @courta13 @mattspillowprincess @loverboysturn

[winter-snaps]

500 cigarettes. (pitcher x reader)

18+ MDNI

cw // forced intox? (if you count cigarette smoke at least) || overstim..? || suffocation || choking but not like that. but kind of like that || mentions of gagging but not throwing up, trust || canon typical imagery and violence || theres no explicit fuckin' nasty but i think whatevers happening in here is probably more erotic || innapropriate disposal of cigarettes || too much cigarette = penis imagery

he/she pitcher below, lots of my own headcanons. gender neutral (2nd person) reader

not proofread but im an english major so hopefully its readable. idk man

~2k words

You can't remember how you got them.

There are a multitude of ways to obtain cigarettes in the Sinyala facility. There's a very high chance that you stole them-- From one of your fellow captives most likely, from the cop if you're brave. There's also the chance that you managed to get them smuggled in, by sweet-talking a naive guard or haggling with the shadowy dame. You can't remember how you got them, it only matters that you have them.

Then you stare at the doorway and see him, so maybe it doesn't matter all that much anymore.

Looking solely at physical attractiveness, he is a sight for sore eyes. Of course he's masked, covered in scars, and is physically unable to speak... This is truly as good as it gets here. She's toned and shirtless, and has more hair than most of the other experimental populous. You could spin him as 'rugged,' if you feel particularly kind. Maybe it's your thing. You, however, are not looking solely at physical attractiveness. It's hard to deny that she's literally and metaphorically hot, but the only feeling welling up inside of you is dread. You have cornered yourself, like a fox in a snare waiting for the hunter to come along and put it down. While hot, you know that she is death. She means you're dying.

After seeing him, you hear him. Her garbled scream, as much of a threat as ashen vocal cords can produce. She moves with little caution, bottles clanking and boots hitting the floor with heavy thuds as she breathes-- Wheezes. He moves like a stalking predator, muscles on display as he prowls searching for prey. For you.

Light coats the otherwise dark floor, slowly creeping up to touch your feet, then your knees, and then everything else. You have so little time. You aren't moving. Death is so, so close to you. You hear the bells toll, you see your own funeral-- What could have been your own funeral. You know you aren't really getting one.

He's fast, you know that. He's a quick draw, always ready to drown whatever he wants to in flame with one good throw. You've seen your comrades burn to death enough times to understand that, at the very least. If you want to live you know you must be faster. You know there's no point in running, but you don't have to run to be quick. Sometimes, it's a matter of wit. It's a matter of remembering, and you remembering reading over the Pitcher's files; Over, and over, and over.

"They exhibit a powerfully hypocritical juxtaposition of serving and commanding fire as a god...They see military-scientific advancement in thermal weaponry and bombing as evidence of fire's deification."

You wouldn't exactly call your idea an homage to military-scientific advancement in thermal weaponry. It's a long shot-- Incredibly long-- but it's the only shot you think you have.

As the light creeps up your torso, heat cradling your shaking form, you hold out the last of your cigarettes. Three measly, worthless sticks shoved into the face of death. You hear the initial grunt, the scraping of glass against glass. Squinting at her radiance, you see the rage in her dark eyes, shining with a clear burning desire to hurt you specifically. But as you succumb to his brightness, you soon understand that you... are not hurt. Not yet, at least.

Instead of rage filling up her gaze, it's more curiosity. It isn't comforting-- It's more akin to the curiosity a house-cat has when it finds a moth in the closet. But you are not hurt.

Seconds pass at the pace of magma. The passing of time is slow, tense, and undeniably dangerous. Seconds feel like months. You've heard her wheeze through her mask for a thousand years, but it's barely been a minute. You haven't moved, and continue not to do so. You don't look either. But you cannot choose to not feel, and the feeling of broken-in leather snaps you out of whatever trance you were in.

A hand against yours. One covered in gasoline and strips of white phosphorous, but a hand nonetheless. Your eyes dart towards your offering as you hear the loud snaps of metal click, click, click. You already have a headache from staring at the Sinyala-sun as well as the intense smell of fuel, but you aren't out of the game just yet. After taking the mental energy to process what's happening, you feel a tiny burn eating through your palm. There is an initial panic, the fear of a slow and painful death once again coursing within you; But as you open your mouth to mutter some form of profanity, the burning on your hand stops and you feel you jaw pushed back up-- Lips closing on the filter of a lit cigarette.

His grasp on your face is firm, but gentler than you'd expect. The hand that was initially forcing the cigarette into your mouth has moved to the top of your head, holding your goggles steady. The other is palm up on your jaw, gloved fingertips just barely grazing your throat. You can't move, and you don't try to-- Not now, at least. You're more shocked than anything. This is both incredibly compromising, and ashamedly captivating. Some combination of her light touches and her fixed grasp truly does something to you, something you would rather die than admit to anyone. It definitely doesn't help that you're on your knees, and it's even worse that his head isn't turned down to look at you. Just those eyes.

You learn that she expects you to hold on to the cigarette on your own, and that you do. This entire situation reads as some sort of religious rite to her, rather than a hostage situation. Regardless of what you or anyone else thinks is happening, you're not so stupid to be disobedient at a time like this. Right now, you are her apostle, and her your Jesus.

He doesn't let you exhale. You've read about this too of course, about her fixation on the ingestion of fuel, fire, and so on. Whatever she thinks will get closer to whatever she thinks is her God. You hold it for as long as you can, trying to avoid eye contact with him as you feel it suffocating you, choking you from the inside out. You try not to falter, not to ruin this somewhat painless moment, to take the smoke into your lungs until the cigarette burns clean through to your lips.

But that's not how cigarettes work. Nor is it how smoke inhalation works, because that's what gets you first. You erupt into a fit of coughs and gags, smoke pouring out of your mouth and nose. You can't breathe. What's worse than not being able to breathe, is hearing the clearly upset grunts of the person holding you between her hands. Your eyes are fixed to the floor as her grip on your head tightens, only moving a hand off of you to pick the cigarette back up and force it back into your mouth. Despite her attempts however, her desire for you to take more just isn't agreeing with your chest cavity. You spit out the cigarette again, unable to form the apology you desperately wish to give him. You watch through teary eyes as he frustratedly stops on the remains of the lit cigarette, leaving a pile of ash beneath his foot. You want to throw up.

It's no matter. You hear nothing other than his heavy breathing-- Breathing you can almost swear has gotten heavier as he's been watching you. Seconds feel like years once again, and before you can blink his fingers click together and light the second cigarette. You can do better this time.

It's much easier now, knowing what to expect. She wouldn't have waited, but your mouth opens and closes upon feeling the touch of the second dart. You're being a much better believer now. Her hands move back into their place, back to where she wants them.

Quickly, your lungs fill with smoke again. Rather than being able to take more than before, you feel yourself able to handle much less. Your eyes meet his, the stranger who's killed more people than you can count-- More friends than you can even remember. You need to cough again, you'll surely suffocate if you don’t. But staring at her masked face, you see a glint of something in her aphotic eyes. You aren't sure what it is, but it looks hungry. If you were to get biblical, you'd almost say it looks downright lustful. A spark surges through your entire body, a flame deep inside of you that gives you the strength to persevere. The trial is long gone at this point-- Getting back to the sleep room a distant, lost desire. All you can see right now, all you could ever want, is directly in front of you. It's within reach. Through some manoeuvring, you manage to exhale small amounts of smoke without dropping the cigarette to the floor. His breath audibly hitches.

You place a hand on her shin as she flinches away from the touch. It's a pleading, pathetic touch; Pawing at her pantleg like a kicked puppy. Eventually, she lets you. As you melt more into her, you feel the heat get closer to your face. Slowly, the cigarette finally burns down to your lips, pricking a few tears from your already bleary eyes as the pain spreads across your mouth. It hurts; but you know better than to drop it at this point. He crouches down, finally meeting you at eye level as you exhale thick clouds of grey. His eyes are fixed on you, on your mouth as the ember grazes your skin. The glint hasn't left. If anything, it's more noticeable now.

You've never been this close to an ex-pop. You get the feeling that if this was anyone else, you'd be much less keen to continue being this close. But it's not someone else. Instead, guilt is overtaken by a desire to submit yourself to her, and whatever God she's giving you to. Her breath mixes with the smoke coming from your mouth, the dart slowly darkening into ash and sediment. But before the light entirely goes out, you pull the butt of the cigarette onto your tongue and before you can even think-- Swallow. It burns going down, it hurts. Your face contorts as you jerk slightly, holding back squeals of pain.

As the hurt subsides, your eyes move back to meet the stranger. Her hands have moved off of your head, allowing you freedom to writhe on the floor however much you'd like. He stares down at you, his breathing beginning to regulate itself once more. He's utterly unreadable once again. While you stare at each other, he opens his palm and drops the final, third cigarette onto the floor. You clamour to pick it up, breaking eye contact as he begins to move away. You'd grown so used to the heat, you feel a deep chill shake you as he makes his exit. You don't know how long it's been. You don't even know if there's people left for him to kill here. You just know that without him here, you are cold.

You stare at the last cigarette in your hand as he saunters away. You can't remember how you got them, you just know you need to get more.

[m0narche]

mx. valentine. (halloween?) uhm. uh. hai. anyways.

what about dilf!stsg trying to give darling head and darling is like. oh wow. thats really up close down there i don't want yall to see all that so she tries REALLY HARD to reciprocate instead to give them head and get them distracted so they don't have to see her down there up close. what then.

(yes this is based off ur tags saying you're never allowed to give them head 😭😭😭 recieving head scares me bc what if they get all close and they're js like. nah this is too fugly 😭😭😭 LIKE I WOULD ENJOY IT IM JS SCARED I THINK)

Mdnii, nsfw, implied afab reader

DID SOMEBODYYY SAAAYYYYYY DILF STSG AND INSECURITY IN THE SAME BREATH??????

Nuh uh absolutely not no mmm-mmm nope Unacceptable.

THEY WILL LITERALLY FIND A WAY INTO YOUR BRAIN AND KILL THE NEURONS THAT TRANSMIT THOSE NERVOUS MESSAGES IF NEED BE THEIR BABY IS NOT ALLOWED TO BE SHY!!!!!

Seriously tho,,, one of the things I love so much ab dilf stsg is the "being better than other guys" aspect, they're mature and grown and just..."real men" (in the positive sense lol) they don't care about body hair or smell or how it looks, what matters is having you screaming and squirming by the end of it, nothing is stopping them from getting those scratch marks on their backs,,,but that doesn't mean they don't understand why you'd be shy or hesitant.

As always nothing will happen without your full consent, and all operations stop the second you say so (although the dilfs are more inclined to pull away at the first sign of "discomfort",, very overprotective and paranoid) they're over-cautious with their approach to sex in general, so what happens in the bedroom is always what you want (during the first few times at least) but. BUT. Giving them head simply isn't gonna happen LMFAO I'M SORRY they just never want you there, it's offensive that'd even suggest that to them TAT they'll turn you down gently tho!!!! "I know you want to baby but it's just not where you belong" "its our job to take care of you not the other way around" you can try to sneak up on them but they'll just grab and plop you on their laps for kisses lol

Back to receiving tho, you can literally have radioactive octopus tentacles sticking out from between their legs and they'll get down and dirty right then and there (imagine Dilfguru holding his bangs back with those little Bayonetta reading glasses, on shucks now im hard ???) And if it's a matter of convincing then just consider yourself sold bcuz the smallest hint of dulftitis will have you nodding mindlessly. Besides after you give your approval everything goes smooth sailing, you have two dilfs for a reason, one of them takes care of you while his husband keeps you distracted with kisses and holds you still with his arms (they know you wanna run away, that's not allowed) honestly the hardest part would be the praise...too much of it, it could get overwhelming coupled with the shock waves coursing through your body and the gentle nibbling on your back.

Aftercare is just the cherry on top (cherrynon mentioned???) You're not escaping the arms that tangle around you to tell you about how proud you've made them, how brave you've been and how good you always are for them,, they don't get to cum but it really REALLY doesn't matter, your pleasure will always ALWAYS come first

[koolades-world]

Hihihihi, in case ya remember me, im the Pain-sensitive anon, and in case i will request again remember me as BigS, because my requests are as big as my S, but enough about that.

Poor you, so many requests. Drink water, be stronger that those 637181 requests, don't let them kill you!!!

But im here to torture you with another one~

So i have an album with 3814 Asmodeus screenshots(I FKIN LOVE MY BOYFRIEND!!!), and i had an idea "dam, if Asmo became real, it would be very hard to explain why i have 4k pics with him... " So here is request!

Brothers, finding out that MC's new hyperfixation is... them?

Apparently MC is neurodivergent or something like that, and as many neurodivergent ppl, they have a hyperfixation! They just randomly becoming very interested in something specific and collect stuff with it, talk with everyone about it, and remember every single detail about it! Like Levi with TSL.

But one day, brothers realise that MC stopped talking about their past fixation and was less interested with it. They think that "Oh, they probably just found something new!". But one day, they take MC's phone just to find that... They have a giant album in their gallery that is dedicated only to him????

The album has every photo he posted on Devilgram, every photo that he send MC, some unique photos that MC shooted themselves, even some chat screenshots with times when he said something cute to them! They even was photographing thigs that "reminds of him". Like some cheeseburger with "Beel vibes", Blue flower that "Looks like Luci" or gorgeous mannequin that "feels like Asmo".

If its someone like Asmo, he would also notice thta MC started buying their fanclub's merch! Like "Asmo lover #1" shirt or "Lucifer best man!!"cup(Luci is very popular, he probably also has some fanclubs! i hate this guy tho)

I think Levi and Mammon would die from embarrassment. Asmo would die out of happiness and Satan with Luci will try to pretend like thay never saw that. and idk about other ones. :P

I think that would make a cute fluff and a very scary situation if it was real uwu

Thats all

Have a nice dayyyyyyyyyyyy~~~

-BigS aka.AlgophobicDude

hey! great to hear from you again :)

haha thank you! been slowly knocking out requests one at a time and let me tell you it's a lot more fun than it might look haha

i wrote this while wearing a pink cowboy hat. i just wanted to share that

you got it! enjoy!!

Mc with a hyperfixation on the brothers

Lucifer

is this a human thing?

he's happy to indulge you as long as you're not too loud about it out in public

especially please don't share those pictures with anyone, like mammon. he will sell those, especially the ones he only intends for you. please

he's happy you don't hate him, actually. you make this old man very happy haha

Mammon

he would never tell you, but he's also got a photo album dedicated to you

also has a note on his D.D.D. full of all the things he never said to you but hopes to be brave enough to one day to tell you

he doesn't tell you he's got that though, not in a million years

he really loves that you're hyperfixated on him because that just means you care about him just as much as he cares about you

Levi

as expected, he's very flustered

he knows what it's like to have a little blorbo and he would give anything to be able to see them daily in person and live with them

he's over the moon once he realizes this and despite his embarrassment, he pushed through to spend more time with you

he's so dedicated <3

Satan

he's probably the most puzzled

he's always learning new things about humans even when he thought he knew everything

he knows and trusts you so from time to time, he'll take a picture with you in mind that he knows will remind you of him

all in all, he does think it's a little strange but won't stop you since he's never seen you happier

Asmo

like they said, you're literally about to become the number one member of his fanclub!

lucky for you, once he finds your asmo photo album, he's feeding into your hyperfixation

you get lots of exclusive privileges, such as early morning selfies and all his merch for free, including prototypes

he's always ready to pose for a picture for you. every side is his good side!

Beel

he's a little confused but he's happy to make you happy

he listened to you talk about your hyperfixations the most beside levi so he's quick to pick up on this shift

to make you happy, he decides to make a handmade adult bib just for you haha and at first he's a little sad but then he finds it while digging for your snack stash

you've never worn it once because it's hanging in your closet next to your fancy outfits <3

Belphie

you what? is his initial reaction

from the outside, it seems like it doesn't bother him or that he could care less

but, on the inside, he's elated since he thought after how he tricked you, you'd never want to be close to him again

now, you're the very thing that makes you excited to wake up every morning by his side

[vexxandra]

after the fall (timeless pick-a-card)

so you`ve taken the leap of faith. what now? ☆ 4-10-24

PILE ONE ; " in the darkest of night / there is always light " ...

after pulling your cards, i immediately heard 'fed to the wolves', and i feel like that's how you feel as well. i think that at the start, you'll feel extremely vulnerable, and some of your older or more reputed peers might intimidate you at the start, but after a while, this energy changes. i hear 'pulling out the roots', so this energy is not permanent at all. i see it shifting into an extremely light and bright energy that feels like peace and happiness.

i think you'll find what you're lacking after taking the leap of faith. i feel like there's some emotional unsatisfaction in some shape or form, and this leap of faith you're taking is you trying to find it. i think you will, pile one, for sure you will. you just have to brave your way through the storm for a little longer to reach it. i believe in you.

PILE TWO ; " where is the key / that could possibly stop me " ...

i dont know what you're looking for. do you? i feel like you're trying to fix your past mistakes. you feel small and worthless, like things keep going wrong, like you can't do anything right. are you looking for a way to stop messing up? to stop your endless surge of mistakes? i dont know your situation, but objectively speaking, its not all your fault. i can't figure out what you'll find, because this feels like an energy of the past, or unknowing present. you can't live in the past, try to forgive yourself in order to move on to a lighter future.

after taking your leap of faith, you find people who bring you away from the past, into an energy of acceptance and positivity and adventures. im really happy for you pile two, this energy is really infectious and so accepting that my heart is bleeding. i feel like this group of people will really be influential to you, and will help you find gratitude in the little things. you might not know what this leap of faith is at the moment, but you will in time, just listen to your heart.

PILE THREE ; " sometimes its me / that has to chose to be free " ...

after i pulled these cards, i felt confusion and honestly a little scared. i felt a kind of dangerous energy, but after a little bit, realized that it was a good energy. the cards tell a very fortunate outcome, but you have to take it into your own hands. you're tangled in knots, waiting for someone to set you free. but just like the quote above, you have to set yourself free sometimes. find confidence to fall after you free yourself, because it is inevitable, but don't bruise yourself too much getting up.

after falling, you'll find yourself rising from the ashes of your old self and find your true happiness. in the cards, i see stability, happiness, and strength (literally). i feel like you'd have everything you'd ever want and have your perfect dream life. i think that it might take a little time for this to happen as i had to marinate on this reading before having the energy to continue it but i feel like the wait will be totally worth it as i can see you being happy for a very, very long time.

[kawaiiwritingcomputer]

Hey hey idk if you're doing requests at the moment but can I have yandere poly (if you're comfy doing poly) scooby gang with a gentle giant female s/o? Like she towers over the whole gang but doesn't like violence unless necessary.

She's like that one meme

"Normaly I'm the healer but... not today" *pulls out a gun*

Thanks if you do this!!

🍄: i don’t write poly,,, but i cannot not write this. i love poly scooby gang in general! thank YOU for this request :3 im writing this as reader is willing as well 😭 i cannot imagine gentle giant resisting nor can i imagine the gang being tooo dubious

Poly!yandere!Scoobygang x giant!Reader:

let’s start with all of them are enamored with how tall you are !!!

you’re always sitting in the back with shaggy and scooby, sometimes making freddy jealous

they all argue over how they’re going to split up and find clues with you

You sit there chilling like ☺️ guys we take turns

sometimes Shaggy wins bc if the particular mystery is super scary, Scooby refuses to go without you

sometimes Velma will come with you and shaggy and scooby to tag along

Normally daphne and fred would be like :( without velma or you but they sometimes don’t mind the alone time either

and vice versa as well when its just shaggy and velma (and scooby ofc but yk dog)

shaggy gets shy around your tall nature and will sometimes pretend to be brave with scooby to protect you but he always ends up jumping in your arms

speaking of jumping into your arms lol 😭 the cut scenes of when you guys are running around trying to run away from the ghoul you guys are trying to debunk: at some point you do end up carrying all five of them in your arms

they all swoon

you help Fred make his traps when he needs to reach certain places.

you and daphne listen to his ramblings while helping him with it

Daphne is your personal stylist ofc

She cannot have one of her cuties being raggedy! Shaggy has the shaggy look down and it’s cute in him, but anyone else? puh-lease!

ofc her daddy’s and mommy’s money pays for your customized clothes bc of your height. sometimes it’s hard to shop lol

Velma is the shyest around you

whether you’re lanky like shaggy or muscular johnny bravo

girl swoons over you literally. she loves going to libraries with you and watching you grab her books for her

Shaggy can too tbh but he likes eating more than reading so you’re taken to the library instead

Shaggy cooks for everyone (canon, sometimes fred joins) but he makes your food portions just like his 😭

big sandwiches and ridiculous toppings and all! unless you have preferences, then scooby will be like “ruh-uh (Y/N) doesn’t like that!”

Scooby stays near you and shaggy as a given

love the personal headcanon that he’ll give you and shaggy warnings if you guys don’t see something that can hurt you guys

so quite literally the look out dog for you

kinda funny how you’re seen as the intimidating one bc your height but it’s literally the whole gang everyone has to worry about 😭

god forbid anyone makes you tear up

the whole gang is pulling up with their personal weapon of choice

Daphne doesn’t even need a weapon 🙏🏽 she just karate kicks them in the throat and then hands you her handkerchief (she keeps it)

sometimes with daphne or velma being taken as hostage, that’s when you put on the brave face to find them by yourself

much to the boys dismay when they realize you disappear too leaving it to shaggy to find the ghoul with you chasing you

“Found them Freddy!”

“Where’d you put Daphne/Velma monster!” is your shout as you continue to chase

“I’ll build trap!”

You hear Freddy and shaggy and set trap up

sometimes it changes but it goes something like that every now and then

with how willing you with the gang and the adventures, you almost forget they’re yandere for you

until it’s time to split up again or it’s time to figure out who gets to sleep next to you (they’re all jealous of scooby for being a dog and being able to sleep on your legs)

[ven0moir]

I am a byler but bychance happening even in a minor way could mirror the jancy/stancy stuff from earlier seasons. Which would be especially appropriate given that the boys will be looking for missing holly like they looked for missing will. will being the nancy this time and chance being his steve, but this time the bully won’t be redeemed like they originally were going to do with steve but decided to do cause they liked Joe so much. It is a perfect way to show that will has truly ripped off the band aid and that he feels he has no chance, it gives him some agency and another experience of romance (of sorts) outside of Mike, it makes it so audiences can’t label Will some sort of homewrecker lol, and it most importantly will a good device to wake up the audiences to show that Mike does feel that way about Will when he shows typical jealousy and romantic pining. Something they need to fully lay into this time they can’t be subtle anymore. and yes chance would be the perfect vessel to use for vecna to sort of ~seduce~ will to the dark side so to speak. like literally lol that would be appropriately and deliciously creepy I mean vecna seems to stop at nothing to get Will for whatever reasons (my guess is some powers?) so why not be sneaky deeky about it and lure him to you under the guise of cute boy

you're so real for this, anon, and touched on some very solid points.

"it could mirror the jancy/stancy stuff from earlier seasons." ✅

"will could be the stancy to chance's steve but the bully isn't redeemed this time" ✅

"giving will agency after crushing his heart" ✅

"good narrative device to wake up the audience by SHOWING mike's reaction to them" ✅

"vecna strategically using chance to weaken will's stance with the party" ✅ without bychance, the byler reveal is reduced to mike having a gay awakening/realization ( either during a life-or-death situation a la mileven or via a vecna-induced dream sequence ) at whatever point, which i've heard the GA talk about in arguments AGAINST byler. that's the only way they see it happening, and they don't buy it. and with reason bc either it makes byler mileven 2.0, or it retcons mileven which isn't a very smart way to resolve their storyline. mileven deserves its justice too there's just something so compelling and rich to me about this. because if we think about it, if he sees bychance together at one point, yes, there's the jealousy aspect of it. but the thing is, mike is entering s5 with advantage. will's the one utterly in the trenches. Mike has: 1. el's letter where she talks about will painting for a girl that he likes. 2. said painting, which was done by will, was a gift for him accompanied by a super tender speech. ( he just needs to see beyond the lie attached to it, if he hasn't already ) and it's definitely not the same thing to see will with a girl, than it is to see him with a boy. seeing him with a girl would mean all hope is lost. but with a boy? especially if this is contrasted to the other two Very On The Nose hints he has? yeah, it hits different. he has the literal bigger picture in his hands. chances are mike's realization won't be "omg im gay and in love with will" it'll be "oh ... my god .... will is in love with me ...? WILL'S ... IN LOVE WITH ME? LIKE FR FR ....... ITS NOT SOME STUPID CHILDHOOD DREAM OR FANTASY, THIS IS REAL!?!?!" and he'll probably still have no guarantee, but THAT realization, that there's a *real chance* he and will could be together if he's brave enough will MOTIVATE him into action, as opposed to FORCING him to it. and AFTER we've witnessed his behavior ( show don't tell wink wonk ), then THAT is when it'd make sense to use vecna as a narrative device for whatever else the story needs or have him confess or whatever else. and sure, the duffers might've figured something else out without chance or a temporary love interest for will to achieve this purpose. but they're towing a thin line between making byler feel deserved vs making will feel like he was a second choice/like byler was a last minute plan. i don't anticipate to be right ofc! but the way we've been picking up on bychance evidence lately makes it feel very intentionally and strategically placed. like, they *want* us finding it ... and it's just way too logical imho. it fits within the narrative like the missing piece of the puzzle.

[etoiile]

"BE BRAVE"

starring chigiri hyoma!

synopsis: after being your roommate for a little over half a year, chigiri can say without a doubt that he's never met someone like you. you're sweet, funny, and just a great friend. but what happens when he wants to be more than that?

warning(s): not proofread but im p sure i didnt grammar correctly, mild swearing, gender neutral reader

notes: i want him your honor

"im back.." you mumbled, kicking off your shoes and practically throwing yourself onto the couch.

"well, dont you sound energetic." he joked as he turned off his phone and sat down next to you. "rough day?"

"ugh you cant even begin to imagine." you grumbled. "shit day. start talking. distract me."

"hmm..." he thought. "my day was pretty uneventful. i got let out early and just caught up on some stuff."

"who were you texting earlier? got any tea?" you questioned sleepily with a yawn. gossip sessions with chigiri were your absolute favorite. whenever he texted someone, there was usually some sort of news. plus, he gossiped like a girl and you were here for it. (sorry but chi is just so freaking canonically girlypop)

"nah. i wish, though. just talking to my older sister about some... stuff." he trailed off, racking his brain for a new subject.

"you hungry?" he asked, motioning towards the kitchen.

"yeah. will you carry me?" you asked tiredly, giving him your best puppy dog eyes. you were too tired to move on your own.

chigiri rolled his eyes at you, but still let you climb onto his back regardless.

as he carried you to the kitchen, he couldn't help the way his heart would leap out of his chest every time you left out a sleepy groan or would shift a little in his hold before nuzzling into his back. he couldn't help but imagine being here with you, in this apartment, though not as roommates or even friends, but lovers. he couldn't help how he could never be mad at you, despite what he'd say. he couldn't help how every time you did literally anything, he could feel himself falling deeper in love with you.

"well, think about it this way, chi." his sister had texted. "you've got two choices before you. confess or dont. correct?"

"yeah"

"WRONG. there's only one choice. by doing nothing, youre doing nothing but self torture. you'll always be thinking about how much you want to hold her but cant, and you'll have to watch her go on dates and even get ready for them. obvi, thats no fun. imo, just go for it, honestly. gotta be brave, yk?"

at the time, chigiri said something along the lines of, "maybe i will, maybe i wont. we'll see." before turning off his phone to greet you.

now, as he thinks about his feelings, he's never been more sure. he's never felt this way about anybody else before. its not like his past relationship where it was thrilling and exciting but exhausting. the way he feels with you is different. you feel safe. warm. comforting. you feel like a warm, sunny breeze after a cold rain. you feel like home. you feel like warmth. you feel like love.

he gently set you down at the kitchen counter before heading to the fridge.

"we dont have much food because SOMEBODY forgot to buy groceries." he teased. "we have fruit, eggs, bread, tobiko roe, rice, and instant ramen."

"yeah, yeah. anyways.." you then started batting your lashes at him like a maniac. "would you mind making me some ramen, my dear, sweet chichi?"

chigiri's heart leapt at the use of the word "my." he could feel his cheeks start to heat up and he quickly turned around.

"yeah, yeah, as you command." he rolled his eyes (for the 349348th time) and got to work.

"dont forget the eggs!"

"just be brave," his sister had said.

pfft. "just be brave?" give him a break! it just wasn't that simple. he couldn't risk the friendship most beloved to him. he just couldn't!

he watched as the seasoning gently bubbled with the noodles as he gently stirred the pot with a pair of wooden chopsticks, humming along to a tune he'd heard on your playlist absentmindedly.

"CHIGIRI?!" you suddenly yelped, clearly taken aback.

"what? is something wrong?" he asked calmly but concerned, praying that you weren't hurt as he set down the chopsticks and ran to you.

his cheeks were met by your palms as you squished his face together. "you're humming "cruel summer" by taylor swift! ive done it! youre a swiftie!" you let go as you squealed and leaped for joy, jumping about.

"chigiri's a swiftie! chichi is a swiftie!"

he chuckled as he watched your antics when suddenly, you crashed into him as you jumped.

you looked up from his chest and were met with his gorgeous pink orbs. it stunned you for a moment. they were so captivating, like they were gently chorusing a beautiful melody. you felt yourself sinking into them when suddenly, you realized the position you were in.

there was maybe an inch or two separating your lips from his. flustered, you quickly drew back, though you didnt exactly want to.

"sorry! um, my bad. i was just thinking! about how your eyes? uh... about how taylor swift has... uh... actually, what am i saying I WAS ACTUALLY-" you stammered as you tried to find an excuse for lingering much too long in his arms. staring into his beautiful eyes. on his chest. his muscular, toned, delicious... STOP.

suddenly, chigiri felt something. it wasn't embarrassment, it wasn't anxiety, it was... bravery.

gently gliding over to your flustered and still stammering figure, chigiri took your hands and looked you in the eye, freezing you.

"y/n, youre my one of my best friends." he said, his melodic voice gently wafting through the air. he then gently leaned down to your ear and in a low whisper, said:

"the thing is though, i dont want you like a best friend."

you were left frozen.

"a lyric from "dress." not bad, am i right?" he asked with a sly grin.

as the great taylor swift said, (in "its time to go") when the words of a sister come back in whisper, he realized that his sister was, as much as he hated to admit it, right. all he needed was to be brave.

𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐈𝐈𝐋𝐄 ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 please do not copy or repost my work on any other site. interactions appreciated! 🤍

[gumycandyyy]

OKAY IM FEELING BRAVE N NOT GOING ANON SO HI!!!

I love your writing n I was wondering if i could request a WK x Gn! Reader where the reader is like crashed into a cave or smthn, wk goes to investigate and they find the reader that (size wise) is like HUGE, like 16 feet tall!! BUT. once they see wk they shrink down to around his size, n they talk n find out they’re from like a diff planet in their universe?! N they can’t get back.

(idk where this idea came from I apologize:3)

୨♡ Ｙｏｕ＇ｒｅ Ｓｏｍｅｔｈｉｎｇ， Ａｒｅｎ＇ｔ ｙｏｕ？" ♡୧

I love this idea! I think I'm gonna combine it with another ask i got.

(For those wondering why the gumlee fanart tag is here, it's because I put some of my art at the end of every fic. It just happens to be gumlee this time)

Gender neutral reader

Romantic

Type: Headcanons

Request: Yup! They're back open, too!

Some descriptions of the reader, nothing detailed, just dragon stuff.

Summary: Being a space dragon is cool. Except for when you're too tired to leave a planet.. Thankfully, you have help from a new friend.

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-You're a space being.

-A celestial dragon, if you will.

-You're quite a majestic being, even having some of your own constellations named after you.

-Perks of being a beautiful immortal creature.

-While you're practically immortal, you can get tired, especially after traversing through the cosmos.

-So every so often, you gracefully land on a habitable planet, to regain your strength for a few days.

-You more or less crash landed on this one.

-It was called Ooo, if you recall correctly. You're sometimes allowed to name a few planets or stars, but this one has existed for longer than you have.

-It's a little embarrassing to be taking refuge in such an old planet.

-However, you had the funniest encounter while on Ooo.

-It was little more than twenty minutes after you crash landed in an icy forest.

-You had knocked down quite a few trees and stirred up quite the commotion in a town nearby, as they could see you flying in from the atmosphere.

-You were trying to take a few splinters out in your dragon form when you met...

-Him.

-It sounded so cheesy, but you had never seen a more beautiful thing in the universe.

-Safe to say you were floored.

-Literally.

-He and a few... What looked to be scouts and knights made of ice neared you cautiously.

-He seemed to recognize you, which was a little strange. You guessed there were history books of some sort written about you.

-He introduced himself as the Winter King, and welcomed you to Ooo.

-Yes, he had definitely heard of you.

-You decided to shift into your smaller form. It was still ethereal and god-like, but it was easier on the eyes than being a twenty-foot tall dragon.

-You kept your wings and horns, just parts of yourself that you thought to be enchanting.

-the Winter King spoke to you, a little shocked at your sudden shift. You were wearing clothes, what other mortal customs had you missed?

"Well, *ahem* it is my honor to meet a celestial being such as yourself! If I may ask, why choose this planet?"

-You explained that it was the nearest habitable planet, and that it didn't matter too much.

-You didn't think too highly of yourself, as you were quite low on the god-scale. Only a minor universal god, instead of being a multiversal god.

-If that made any sense.

-You politely asked Winter King if you could regain your strength in his kingdom.

"Oh, why of course! A- anything for someone such as yourself!" -His pale blue skin flushed in a pinkish tone, and his voice faltered ever so slightly.

-You tended to have that effect on people.

-However, he seemed to be handling your presence quite well, so part of you wondered if he were somewhat immortal, or was just a magic user in general.

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-You stayed for a little less than two weeks, learning quite a bit as you took refuge.

-You were quite uneducated when it came to planets like Ooo, embarrassingly so, at times.

-But it felt nice to have Winter King explain things to you.

-He seemed so respectful, yet so interested in everything you did or said.

-It turned out he was an astronomy nerd, and stories of you were his favorite.

-He wrote down practically everything you said, but as time went on, it seemed less like worship and more like interactions between friends.

-You preferred it that way, to be honest.

-You learned not only much about Ooo, but also much about the Winter Kingdom as well.

-Whenever it snowed softly, you would always spend time outside, sometimes dragging Winter along with you.

-You did everything from nap, to play in the snow.

-It seemed childish, but the two of you had quite a bit of fun.

-Not to mention the food there was absolutely phenomenal.

-You swore that you would return the generous favor of the Winter King.

-When it eventually came time for you to leave the planet, the both of you were quite sad.

-However, you knew if you stayed longer, you'd never leave. And that wasn't good.

-You were out on the terrace, having said your goodbyes to Winter and the citizens, ready to shift to your ethereal form to take flight.

-However, you felt something nagging at you to stay for a few more moments.

-You were correct to wait.

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Winter called your name, looking to have run all the way up here. He placed his hands on his knees and took a few deep breaths.

"Winter..? I thought you already said goodbye?" Winter cleared his throat and stood up, placing his hands behind his back. He'd regained his composure so quickly it was shocking. He cleared his throat once again.

"It just occurred to me that I never asked for that return favor.." You brought your hand up to your lips, ashamed you forgot your promise.

"I- Oh my word, I apologize. I forgot."

Winter assured you that it was no big deal, and that his favor was only a small one. He stepped towards you, almost shyly.

"Well, rest assured, I can do almost anything. There is a grey area in which I'm unable to give, but otherwise, I will do anything in my power to grant you what you seek."

Winter blushed, his gaze transfixed on the ground. He seemed to be at a loss for words. Your large wings twitched, and after a few moments, Winter seemed to have figured out what he wanted.

"If it's not too much to ask, I'd like to request..."

He looked up at you with the sweetest of smiles.

"A kiss."

You were taken aback for just a moment, but regained your composure as quickly as you lost it. You took a step towards Winter, returning his warm smile.

"Well, if that's all you seek, I would be more than happy to give you what you so desire."

Winter shifted in place with an almost giddy expression, and looking up at you, you could tell he had wanted this for quite some time.

You'd be a liar if you said you hadn't thought about it prior to today.

"I would much appreciate that."

He said simply. So making sure not to waste any more of your time, you bent down to Winter's height. Despite being in your smaller form, you were still quite a bit taller than anyone else.

You caught his lips in yours, holding the embrace for a few moments. His lips felt cold, and it was all you could have hoped for.

When you separated, you gently held his face in your clawed hands.

"I have truly cherished this time with you, and I wish I could have stayed longer. However, my higher duties must not be ignored."

Winter nodded in understanding, placing his small hand atop yours.

"I promise I will think of you often, and will call on you if I'm ever passing through this side of your galaxy. That I will swear." "But until then, my dear."

The only thing Winter could remember of that moment, was the feeling of your lips in his forehead, and the silhouette of your ethereal form, fading out of the atmosphere.

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your complimentary art ^^ (gumlee edition!!)

Sorry bout the whole hiatus thing, I had been sobbing for two hours straight. Anyway, rq's are open!

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[totally-lyrical]

hello can you please ramble more about batfam please? :3

HI HELLO THANK YOU SO MUCH YIPPEEEE

im so obsessed rn im trying to find somewhere to read the comics but. but i dont have money :(

(all of this is just my headcanons and personal opinions lol please dont take it too seriously)

also my rambles got out of hand so they're under a readmore. enjoy

first off hot take i think tim should be sleeping more. not even in a fanon "ohhh he doesnt sleep enough" way more in like a "chronically eepy and always napping" kinda way. i want him sleeping in physically improbable places. i want him sprawled out with case files and open textbooks and his laptop open to discord while he's under the fucking floorboards. i want him asleep on light fixtures, countertops, underneath couch cushions, handrailings, halfway down the stairs, under the table, upside down at his desk, i want you looking around a room and noticing nothing until you realize that he's literally squashed into a bookshelf and is sleeping so soundly he didnt notice the books he pushed fall. its never clear how he got there just that hes THERE and he is SLEEPING and there is NO WAKING HIM UP UNLESS THERE'S A BAT EMERGENCY (or alfred made cookies, that shit gets serious)

dick grayson should be the insomniac im so serious. he was the first, he has seen everything. he is always holding coffee or an energy drink. he is sassing bruce and his siblings at all times. he is swinging on the chandeliers that tim is sleeping on and neither of them notice. hes picking fights just to keep himself awake. idc WHY, idc HOW. maybe hes avoiding dreaming about jason again, or maybe he just doesnt feel like sleeping. just. just make him incapable of sleep please

more cass being a Creecher™ please and thank you. i dont want her to have a defined shape in costume, i want her to be a blob of darkness. you cannot see her face. you do not know what she looks like. gotham knows of black bat's presence but they do not know who they are. they just know that they are PRESENT. i want her to be a Creecher™ out of the cape too. She is walking on walls and ceilings in your peripheral vision but when you look she is just standing. she doesnt appear clearly in photos but you dont notice until you're really looking. sometimes you feel like a prey animal when she looks at you, but when you look back at her everything's normal. fae cass

Batman vs. Nightwing is Mr. Brick Wall vs. Mr. Overshare. Blud knows SO MUCH about NW. only the bats know ANYTHING about the Big Bat.

MAKE JASON MORE OF A COWARD. im being so fucking serious rn. you can make him put on a brave face!! that's great, PLEASE do that, actually! just, also, make sure it's JUST A FACE. on the inside he is SCARED, he is FRIGHTENED, he is FIGHTING THE URGE TO RUN. make it clear he died when he was a CHILD, when he thought being robin gave him magic. make it clear that when he died, his trust in the world was shattered, even more than it already was.

For damien, the same thing, but double it. OH MY GOD double it. he is CURRENTLY a child, one that's only starting to learn that where he had grown up is somewhere that most children would consider their worst nightmare. even aged up damien should be scared. he isn't used to gotham, he doesnt know america that well, it doesnt matter how long he's been there, he'll never be used to it.

for babs, she may be a genius, but she's still human. oracle can make mistakes, SHOULD make mistakes. she has to ask for help sometimes, has to call tim from time to time just to get an outside perspective on a problem. she may be able to solve any tech issue, but it shouldnt always be EASY.

let alfred keep mourning thomas and martha pls <3 also they were totally poly and i accept no criticism on this matter

the bats are both tight-knit and also they fucking hate each other (affectionate). they have real life tried to kill each other and they dont regret it, but also they get sad at the idea of killing one another in minecraft sometimes. other times they get killed in minecraft and then they try to real life kill whoever killed them in minecraft. among us is banned in the wayne household.

bruce's "adoption problem" is more of a cat-distribution-system deal. all these orphans and orphan-adjacents just keep showing up in his trash cans and becoming robin. he cant do anything about it. he will do his best to parent them but he is The boyfailure.

speaking of bruce being The boyfailure, he and harley are the two ends of the genderfailure spectrum. she may have a doctorate in clinical psychology but she is SO messy. after she breaks up with the joker, she and bruce start meeting up on sundays for mimosas and gossip. he's her best man at her and ivy's wedding (her hyenas are the flower girl and ring bearer). harvey dent is also there.

on the topic of harvey, they have this weird tragic doomed-by-the-narrative situationship. bruce may be dating selina in most canons, but she is WELL aware of her husbands boykisser behavior and tbh? shes chill. its enrichment, he needs to have a weird homosexual situationship with an old college friend. for his health. shes kissing thalia anyway its fine. shes also aware of his weird superhero situationship with clark kent AKA superman. she is also chill with that.

bruce has kissed most (if not all) of his rogues at least once. whether it was on purpose, on accident, or ivy. doesnt matter, its happened.

(ivy, according to her own self, kissed him for the plot)

WE and luthorcorp have this intense hatred for each other. it is the driest, most unsexy hatred you have ever seen. it is the hatred one might hold for elon musk. nonetheless, this hatred inspires the most colorful Gotham Branded fuckery to ever occur. the batfam are routinely teaming up with the supers to fuck with luthorcorp.

i have nothing more to say right now but if you want to ask me more questions i am Open to Asks. please. please let me get more specific with it pLEASE