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satkru · 21 days ago

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Could you write CakedUp!Male reader part 2? This time maybe past jujutsu students? (Those who were featured in hidden inventory; Satoru, Suguru, Shoko, Nanami, etc)

*๑♡՞ . perverted characters (+ satoru, suguru, ireri) , anal sex , ass eating , unoblivious reader this time! , teasing , possible spoilers for those who havent watched s2 of jjk?? also tysm nonnie for submitting ur req!! i promise i wont do u dirty ,, also I'll probably do this kind of post again but w villain characters if theres a demand for it

SATORU GOJO — ౨ৎ

whenever satoru liked something, he would make it very clear. such as when he develops a new liking towards a sweet, he'll be a nonstop nagger about that certain candy. but on this occasion, his new liking included your ass.

satoru would always lick his lips when he was viewing distance of your ass, taking in every curve, every dip that seeped into your body, every jiggle that occurred when you would take the smallest of steps.

"my god suguru.. i need his fat ass bouncing on my-" geto, unfortunately, was the one who had to listen to gojo's horny thoughts snd every wants. "can you shut up and go ask to hook up or something" "but suguuuuu.. im scared he might reject me..!"

"yea i hope he does so at least you can shut up" suguru chuckled, gojo stared at his best friend with a very serious look on his face, "not funny asshole." the sound of loud music and people talking was the only things that could be heard inside the place.

satoru looked in every crevice and every corner to try to catch a glimpse of you. "suguru i dont think he ca-" and once again, he was cut off by geto's influence, "look over there, by utahime", gojo looked where suguru pointed out.

and there he was, his big booty god. talking to utahime along with a few other guys, "who are those losers next to my man.." satoru gritted his teeth, "dunno, but seriously, go ask him something or risk losing him to another man"

satoru whined a bit but eventually came around, his walk was sped up, wanting to be in y/n's presence as soon as possible. once he did make it to him, the two guys had already left for more drinks. "ahem, heyyyy y/n! crazy to see you here!" satoru said as he put on a fake shocked expression.

y/n turned his head to look at satoru, his sweet face making the tent inside gojo's pants grow. "oh my gosh hi satoru! i havent seen you in forever!" y/n hugged the tall male, stunning him.

"y-yeah.." satoru said, his voice wavering slightly. utahime scoffed at satoru's obvious likeness to y/n, "get your hands off my man you blue eyed bitch" the woman said with distain in her tone. "utaa.. dont be like that, cmon, maybe you can get more drinks for the both of us!"

utahime disliked the fact that her sworn enemy had a chance to be so close with her best friend, but eventually agreed after a couple bribes opposed by y/n. once the woman was out of view, y/n pulled satoru by the shoulder and brought his ear to his mouth.

"cmon gojo, lets go upstairs", such words made gojo's hard on grow inside his pants. "o-okay..! lead the way!" satoru tried his best to keep his footing correct, but the sheer thought of being in bed with the man he's lusted over since freshman year caused him to trip over his feet.

once the two made it up into a secluded room, y/n wasted no time getting into a sloppy makeout session right against the door he and gojo had just entered. "cmon gojo, i see the way you look at me" y/n said breathlessly as he then grabbed both of satoru's hands and brought them to his ass, helping him grope the large amount of mass of ass he had to offer.

gojo certainly thought that this couldnt be happening, everything had happened in a blink of an eye and now he was about to get down and dirty with the hottest guy in his grade. "holy shit.. youre ass is so soft..!" satoru kneaded the skin as if he were a baker, taking in how fat and juicy it looked.

"c'mon, lets get in the bed" y/n giggled as he grabbed gojo's collar once more and pushed him onto the bed. Satoru's head began spinning with how hard he was, he couldnt take the amount of teasing y/n was inflicting onto him. y/n knew this and decided he would help out the man by releasing a bit of that tension built up in his pants.

slowly but surely, y/n carefully and skillfully pulled out satoru's cock from his pants, caring for the thing as if it were a delicate piece of glass. "you're quite hung satoru" y/n purred as he eyed the massive dick in his hands before licking the tip. teasing it and spreading gojo's precum through his mouth.

satoru's head flew back, a mix of emotions quickly running through his body, causing him to twitch and leave his mouth open enough to where drool seeped out and down his cheek. seeing such a sweet reaction from gojo prompted y/n to take his shaft deeper into his mouth, ripping a loud groan from satoru.

"g-god! im not sure if i can handle this much longer..!" gojo stifled through his words, pleasure building up in his abdomen, ready to escape through the tip of his cock. y/n left satoru's cock with a slight pop, "dont disappoint me, babe"

a whimper left gojo's mouth, the word "babe" was sending him into another galaxy but he knew he had to keep himself from giving in too quickly. y/n got up and turned around to shuffle his own pants down, his ass slightly bouncing every time the fabric was shuffled down his rear. satoru was hypnotized by the sight of y/n's bare ass right in front of him, the gelatinous piece of meat spoke to him in a sweet tune.

y/n smirked at the sight of the dazed gojo, who thought the man who was handling the six eyes was such a fool for a big ass? and with that, y/n plunged himself down towards satoru's cock, causing him to let out a surprised moan. "y-youre so tight!" gojo said with utter shock, "i was waiting for you to make a move" y/n said, his tone drenched in lust.

satoru grabbed onto the hips of y/n and began to let out all of the tension built up inside him, all of the times he had jerked off to the thought of y/n bouncing on top of him made satoru drool more than he was before. "c-come on gojo! show a man what you are truly capable of doing!" y/n cheered on gojo, wanting more of his fat cock rearranging his insides.

satoru groaned louder, his climaxing catching up to him sooner than what he wanted it to be. but he continued to plow through y/n's insides as if they were a mere fleshlight. gojo's eyes rolled back in pure bliss, the feeling of skin on skin making him want to cum deep inside his dear y/n.

"can i cum inside you?!" satoru asked with urgency, he knew his climax was near but he still wanted the reassurance that he could release inside y/n. "d-do whatever you want..! just fuck me harder!!" such a lewd sentence through gojo over his metaphoric edge, he wanted to be the best moment of y/n's night and if no one was going to give it to him, he would.

gojo's hips thrusted on their own, slapping against y/n's fat ass causing ripples to shoot throughout the delicate piece of meat. y/n's moans grew louder and his walls began to tighten around satoru's cock, then, a sharp feeling of relief and bliss shot through the two, causing them to tense up and release their loads.

best night of satoru's life.

GETO SUGURU — ౨ৎ

geto and y/n had been dating since their junior year and had just recently reached their senior year. the two were known for being the sweetest and cutest couple around school, but some people didn't like the scent of success coming from the two. although he wasnt envious or jealous of the two, gojo liked stepping in the way of things. making his face well known between the two.

for instance, while walking side by side in the outskirts of the school, both geto and y/n were having a peaceful and quiet moment, embracing each other with their presence. but the moment of silence was soon broken by the sound of gojo's hand slapping y/n's ass, "hey sweet cheeks" the blue eyes freak boy purred. "gojo! what the heck is wrong with you!" y/n hissed as he soothed his reddened ass cheek with a few strokes of his hand. "c'mon n/n dont be dramatic! its not like i slapped the silicon out your ass"

"my ass isnt a fucking bbl asshole!!" y/n retorted back, offended by comment gojo had made. geto scoffed and rolled his eyes, "seriously satoru? cant you see were having a quiet afternoon..", "dont be like that suguruuuu! you guys know you cant be serious while your in the amazing presence of the awesome and powerful satoru gojo, welder of the six eyes cursed technique!" with that, satoru began to playfully flex his muscles and do silly poses to make his toughness known to the two.

"yeah, more like the welder of no common sense, go back to messing with utahime or something" y/n said with a hint of distain in his voice, "n/nnnn!! dont be so mean to me!" gojo cried as if he were a toddler, falling dramatically to his knees and hugging y/n by his legs. unbeknownst to the two sane men who were trying to keep their cool while the most annoying in-training sorcerer bothered them, gojo was slowly gliding his hand up y/n's thigh and grabbing a handful of his ass. earning a surprised yelp from the man.

"gojo! seriously stop groping me like im one of your stupid girlfriends!" y/n whined as he tried to pry gojo's hand off of his ass, but he wouldnt budge. "satoru, let go of y/n. now" suguru's voice had deepened the last time he talked, making his certainty known to the otherwise dense satoru. gojo slowly let go of y/n and began to rise from where he was originally sitting. "yes sir.." satoru replied as he bowed his head. "i was messing with you dumbass" "hey! i am no such thing!!".

the two went on a yapping session before eventually gojo had to leave for a mission. leaving the two alone and in silence once again, geto grabbed y/n's hand and darted to his dorm, wasting not a second and quickly closing his door and locking it. "suguru? is everything okay? this is really-" y/n was cut off by a shaky kiss from geto. "fuck, just get on the bed and take your clothes off already".

y/n's face grew bright red, such a straight and forward command from geto wasnt out of the ordinary but such a lewd command was very much not like him. y/n shuffled his way to suguru's bed, taking off his uniform and undergarments. "we only have 10 minutes left of free time, i'll make this quick" suguru said breathlessly, his actions were filled with urgency. "suguru, seriously, whats up with you?" y/n asked as he lied himself down on geto's bed. geto took a deep breath in and sighed heavily.

"the way satoru acted towards you.. god, it pissed me off so bad" suguru admitted, his face flushed red from embarrassment. y/n's confused and concerned face contorted into one of smugness, "is that so?" he asked, geto grimaced and nodded his head. "hm, then we can show that blue eyed asshole who really owns this ass" y/n grinned as he raised his ass in the air, tossing the weight of his rear on each legs, causing ripples to spread across his ass.

the boner in suguru's pants grew harder, twitching, wanting to be freed from its confinements. "get your phone out and start recording would ya?" y/n asked as he wobbled his ass in front of suguru, as if he were the bait and geto was the fish. geto hurriedly took his phone out of his pants and ripped open a condom from his drawer, wasting no time to slip it on.

positioning himself behind the desirable piece of ass, geto slowly entered himself into his boyfriend's tight hole. soft curses and breathy groans left his mouth as he continued to slip the rest of his boner inside of y/n, who was moaning his ass off as suguru slowly put his hard cock inside him. once the grueling task of putting suguru's cock in was done, geto couldnt wait any longer and began to thrust harder than he had before.

such a harsh action took y/n by surprise and he couldnt help but tighten more around geto's cock, causing him to let out more audible groans. suguru grabbed y/n's hips to gain a more steady rhythm, his phone on one hand, "god youre sucking me in so nice y/n.." geto moaned out as he slowly began to feel his climax reaching to him.

"y-your phone suguru..! dont cum inside me until you get a good video to send to that asshole!" y/n yelled as drool seeped down from his mouth, geto nodded vigorously as he let go of y/n's hip and flipped his phone, steading his shakey hand and began to record the plowing.

both parties were obviously on the verge of cumming their brains out, and doing it on tape didn't sound like a bad idea. y/n dove his head into the pillow as he moaned loudly, his cock spurting out cum like it was his first time ejaculating. geto wasnt too far behind, as a few more plaps and his load was inside y/n's guts.

the two breathed heavily, the room was filled with steam and the scent of sex. the quick sound of a click made it clear that geto was done with his recording and sent it off to that smug son of a bitch gojo. "you being jealous was pretty hot" y/n said inbetween breaths, "shut your mouth already" geto replied with a slight chuckle. maybe having gojo around wasnt as bad as he thought.

shoko ieiri — ♡

having shoko has a smoker buddy was as great as you could imagine. she wasnt stingy with her cigars, nor was she overprotective about her lighter as others would be. plus, who wouldnt like a hot brunette who gives you free head all day and all night?

the night was still young and the smell of smoke was all the two exchanged. "chill night ay?" y/n spoke with a draw of smoke from his mouth, "surprisingly so" shoko replied. both of her roommates were gone for the night, something about a huge party but shoko wasnt as excited as they were about it so she decided against leaving her dorm.

"shouldnt you be worried about your roommates chewing your head off about you smoking in the room?" y/n asked with a hint of fake sympathy for both of shoko's friends who were obvious non-smokers. "youre doing the same thing dickhead" she spoke with a chuckle, "yea but im near the window so my smoking doesnt count". shoko raised a brow as she looked at y/n, "is that so?"

ieiri hopped off her bed and walked slowly towards the boy near the window, taking his cigarette and swapping it with hers. "ew, did you even wash your teeth before this" y/n asked, recoiling in his stance before he drew a swig from the cigar in his mouth. "does it matter? you still would've used it even if i didnt" shoko rolled her eyes, faking her annoyance of y/n.

"maybe i wouldve, but its still gross" y/n couldnt help but gaze slightly at shoko's parted lips, they were more plump than usual and had more shine than he usually saw on them. sure he's felt them on his own but something about the lighting of the dorm mixed with the darkness of the outside made them stand out more. "has anyone told you that you had pretty lips?" shoko hummed in confusion as he took in the question.

"nope" the brunette replied, her gaze not moving from the wilderness outside of the window. y/n grabbed shoko's chin and gently pulled her to face him, he took out his cigar and took out her's as well. y/n looked into shoko's eyes, mesmerized by the doe look in them. slowly, he pulled her in and locked lips.

something the kiss they were sharing felt different than the others, strings were being attached but at a slow enough pace to where they both couldnt notice. the slight swap of their saliva made the kiss more hungry, almost reaching the point of desperation for one another. shoko quickly pulled away before falling down onto her knees and pulling down y/n's pants.

luckily for her, y/n was feeling lazy that night and didnt feel like putting on underwear. shoko's hands quickly grasped the mountains of ass behind y/n, "fuck, ive never been able to tell you how much i love this ass" with a quick slap and a slight yelp from y/n, shoko dove head first into y/n's cock, licking the bulging veins she felt touching the walls of her mouth.

as she sucked, her hands kneaded y/n's ass, watching her fingers sink and then rise as she placed and released pressure. y/n grabbed shoko's hair and pulled her closer, to the point where her nose made contact with his pelvis. "fuck, just like that ieiri, just like that" breathy praises leaked out of the man's mouth, not being able to contain his voice with the amount of pleasure he was feeling.

shoko didnt mind the sudden pull by y/n, in fact, she enjoyed it. being able to grab more meat from y/n's beautiful, jiggly ass. she had dreams about her face being the seat that carried y/n's butt off the floor, even having lewd fantasies when she was on the verge of sleep in yaga's class.

"im gonna cum..!" y/n said with lust laced in his tone, his hand's glided down shoko's back, angling him to shove more meat down the girl's throat. finally, after a couple more seconds of the sound of gurgling from shoko, y/n's abdomen popped, letting out thick ropes of semen down the brunettes's throat.

ieiri quickly pushed herself off of y/n, wiping some cum off of her mouth before standing up again. "lay on my bed" she commanded, "oh? are you gonna ride me this time?" y/n cooed, drool dripping from his mouth from the lewd thought. "what? no im gonna eat your ass" shoko said with all seriousness in her tone, y/n's face dropped and was replaced with an expression of pure terror.

"what?! thats a terrible idea!!!" y/n yelled, his masculinity was on the line and it was seriously affecting him mentally. "is it? you havent even tried to have your ass eaten" shoko tch'd, annoyed she was going to have to put her fantasies to the side, "youre seriously crazy if you think im going to let you do that!".

ieiri sighed deeply, "i sucked your dick for free at least let me do this with that precious piece of ass behind you" y/n's face grew red, the simple mention of his more than average sized ass was an insecurity of his of sorts, mostly due to him being teased by many others for it and being the victim of gropings by his friends made him want an ass reduction.

y/n's eyes shifted from side to side, his mind deep into thought. "fine.. but just this once..!" he said, his voice unsteady and filled with embarrassment. shoko giggled, "sounds good to me!" she said giddily. y/n shuffled towards the bed, embarrassment plastered across his entire face as he laid down with his ass up and his head in shoko's pillow.

a pretty sight for ieiri indeed, nothing was going to get inbetween her love for her fwb's ass. she quickly dove into the bed and placed her hands on y/n's ass, spreading the two mounds of meat apart. for a man who didnt like his ass much, his hole was certainly spotless and cleanly shaven. "how pretty" shoko said in a teasing tone, y/n just shoved his head deeper into her pillow and grumbled in response to the girl's tease.

shoko chuckled lightly before shifting her attention back to the hole in front of her. slowly leaning in, her tongue lapped at the entrance, dancing around the rim with such expertise. her tongue slowly punctured the opening, causing y/n to gasp into the pillow hiding his face. shoko's tongue traveled deeper into y/n's hole, his tightness felt so good on her muscle it made herself more wet. ieiri moved her hands off of y/n's ass and trailed to his thighs, making her more able to pull his body towards her.

shoko then started to thrust her tongue in and out of y/n's ass, causing the male to let out soft and broken moans, most likely caused by him wanting to keep his voice down to not alert anyone outside the room. however, shoko didnt care about his noise, all she cared about at that time was opening up y/n's tight hole. she precisely licked every wall she could and shoved her head deeper within the crevice of y/n's ass.

"fuck, how are you so good at this" y/n shakily asked, his cock dripping precum onto shoko's sheets. shoko just hummed, the vibration from the hum traveled from her vocals to her tongue, causing a slight but distinct sensation inside of y/n, like a vibrator on its lowest setting. y/n groaned, pre was increasing in its drip rate and the lewdness from the experience was getting to him.

shoko noticed y/n's faint twitches, and wanting to get more reactions out of him, she guided her hand down towards his begging cock. the sudden warmness from shoko's hand causes y/n to yelp, almost like a girl as most would say. slowly, shoko stroked the aching cock in her hand, causing y/n's groans to increase in volume.

"faster shoko.." he begged, his dignity was already out the window the moment he agreed to this so whats the harm in a little begging? shoko heeded his request and began to speed up her pace, along with the pace her tongue was thrusting at. y/n's groans turned into loud and desperate moans, he was loving the feeling of shoko's face deep in his ass and was falling in love with the sensation of her tongue digging him out.

"keep going shoko! fuck you're making me feel so good" y/n cried out, he felt how slick shoko's hand was getting from all his pre and it was turning him on so hard. ieiri dug deeper inside y/n and increased her stroking pace, leaving y/n breathless and a moaning mess. "there shoko! holy shit im so close" shoko continued to tongue-fuck y/n's hole, the feeling was unreal and all of this was turning her on to the maximum.

y/n's voice hitched as he finally reached his breaking point, cum gushed out of his tip and drool seeped out of his mouth, dripping onto shoko's pillow. "mm, you tasted pretty good" shoko added, swiping off her drool from her lips and chin. y/n just laid there, embarrassed out of his mind and tongue fucked into oblivion.

"oh shokooo! we brought you—" the white haired male's eyes widened as he saw the scene in front of him, "holy shit" another called out from behind him. y/n quickly turned his gaze to them, "g-get out!!" he retorted, his pride shattered into a million pieces. the room was filled with silence. "do you have room for one more..?" "two more actually?"

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rcklessheavn · 4 months ago

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𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫 ── ★ ˙🏎️ ̟ !!

f1 driver!matt x influencer!reader au

summary: after influencer!reader is invited to give interviews at the grand prix event, she meets matt and everything changes for both of them.

intro pt. 1, pt. 2 pt. 3 pt.4

warning: none

disclaimer: english is NOT my first language

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 ༉‧₊˚.

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y/n.y/l i am already in love with you, monaco <3

nicolassturniolo i'm so excited to finally meet you!!

y/n.y/l same king sameee💗💗

tarayummy yessss queen!!! i´m so excited for you!!!

y/n.y/l thx bff!! ily <3

vinniehacker see u soon sis!!

y/n.y/l i still can't believe youre coming... they let anyone in these days🤩

vinniehacker ok rudeeeeee😔😔

y/nfan.user OMG IM SO PROUD OF YOUUUU!!

y/n.y/l couldnt have done it without you guys!!!💐

y/n.sturniolos22 WAIT WHAT IF SHE MEETS MATT!!!!

y/nlovesferrari OH GIRL I JUST KNOW THE VLOG WILL EATTT‼️‼️

sturniolos_fan OMG FINALLY!! SHE MADE IT!!! CANT WAIT FOR THE CONTENT!!!!!

Back to the beginning...

It all started one morning when you were filming a ‘day in the life’ vlog, an audience favorite. Everyone loved seeing how monotone—or exciting—your day could be, depending on your schedule that day. Your specialty was vlogging, mainly showcasing how far from perfect your life actually was, while still expressing how grateful and blessed you felt. And everyone loved you for it.

That filming day, you were being productive: cleaning your apartment, running errands, and answering emails by midday. As you scrolled through your inbox, a red, very familiar logo caught your eye. It had just landed in your inbox. The bright F1 logo made you freeze in your tracks.

Your whole life, you’d been a fan of Formula 1—blame Cars the movie, and your dad and older brother for waking up early to watch races when it was still strawberry shortcake and breakfast time. You grew up alongside race cars and Formula 1, and more specifically, Ferrari. They were your team since you could remember. So when you quickly scrolled down, eager to verify if the email was real, you saw both the Formula 1 and Ferrari logos. You thought you might faint.

You composed yourself and started reading:

YOU’RE INVITED TO THE MONACO GRAND PRIX

Dear Y/N L/N,

We are huge fans of your content and find it extremely engaging. We’ve heard of your love and admiration for both Formula 1 and our Ferrari family. We are inspired by your adventurous spirit and would like to support you through a partnership and experience that could benefit both you and us.

Our Ferrari family would like to present you with a proposal to experience our Grand Prix in Monaco! We will cover all your travel expenses, including air tickets and hotel stays. We would also love for you to interview our drivers and create content for our social media.

We look forward to hearing back from you.

Sincerely,

The Ferrari and Formula 1 Family.

You couldn’t believe what you were reading. This was your dream, something you’d always imagined, and now it was actually happening. You grabbed your camera, focused it on yourself, and began recording.

“Guys! I just got the most exciting and unbelievable email ever! Without revealing too much, I just want to say how thankful and blessed I am to have you all with me! I’m about to fulfill a lifetime dream, and I couldn’t have done it without you! This vlog is going to be so exciting, so stay tuned!” With a bright smile, you stopped the camera, and the realization of what was happening hit you.

You quickly grabbed your phone and called your agent, Hailey, just to confirm it was real and that everything was going to happen. The phone rang twice before Hailey picked up.

“DID YOU SEE THE F1 EMAIL?!” you blurted out.

Hailey chuckled. “YOU FINALLY SAW IT! I’ve been reading it for over 15 minutes waiting for your call!” she said, and you laughed.

“Well, I just saw it! Please tell me I can do it and that I’m free to go!” you begged.

She sighed dramatically. “I’d rather jump out of my third-floor window right now than tell you no. Did you really think you wouldn’t go? Your dad would kill me, your brother would kill me, your mom would kill me, and YOU most of all would kill me. And listen, even if we had something scheduled for those dates, I’d call in every favor just to move it. Oh, girl, we are going to Monaco!”

Hailey’s excitement made you grin. “UGH, Hails, you're the best!” you said.

“Yeah, I know. That’s why I’m employed,” she teased.

You both laughed, and then she became all business again. “Okay, I’ll email them back. You focus on looking for hotels, and we’ll regroup tomorrow to have a nice meeting and schedule everything. Sound good?”

“Absolutely perfect! I’ll call you tomorrow!” You both said your goodbyes and hung up. Everything felt like a dream, and you couldn’t wait for this adventure to begin.

The next few weeks were a blur of planning, scheduling, and packing for your dream trip. You vlogged every moment without revealing exactly where you were going, leaving your audience hanging. Your excitement was almost overwhelming, but you couldn’t deny the nerves creeping in. The idea of being surrounded by people you admired, the ones you’d seen on screens for years, was crazy to you.

The one thing you were most excited about? The interviews. You had no idea who would actually be willing to sit down with an influencer, but you didn’t care. What made your heart race was the thought of interviewing a certain driver—Matt Sturniolo.

He was an American, a triplet, and a rising star in Formula 1. Was he your celebrity crush? Not really. But, you weren’t blind. He had an amazing presence, both on and off the track. Funny enough, his brother Nick was a mutual friend on Instagram, and you’d talked a few times about hanging out at the Grand Prix, neither of you knowing who’d be there. Nick was an influencer with his own lip balm brand, Space Camp, which you loved—it was genuinely good stuff.

Chris, the other brother, was a loud, lovable figure in the social media world, owning his own clothing brand, Fresh Love, which was wildly successful. As for Matt, he was the quieter one in the triplet group, but still had a natural charisma that came through, especially in his brothers' videos. His passion for racing started at a young age, eventually leading him to Ferrari—the team he’d always dreamed of driving for.

You were definitely looking forward to interviewing him. You hoped you’d get to see beyond his public persona and uncover a little more of who he was—at least on the surface.

Present Day...

You’d landed in Monaco 12 hours ago, and so far, jet lag hadn’t been an issue. You’d managed to sleep through the entire flight. Arriving in the morning gave you the chance to explore the city and even see the track with a few others who had arrived early.

That night, you had nothing planned, so you decided to treat yourself to room service and relax. Tomorrow marked the official start of the event and all the activities you had lined up. You couldn't contain your excitement, so you made a small post on Instagram, revealing where you were. You scrolled through a few stories, liked some posts, and finally went to bed.

Tomorrow was going to be unreal.

a story by rcklessheavn

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81folklore · 2 years ago

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lover - SCHUMACHER

pairings: mick schumacher x wordle!reader (fc: savannah delullo + pintrest)

summary: micks girlfriend always relates everything in her life to the three things she loves most; taylor swift, wordle and her boyfriend

authors note: this is probably one of the most niche things ive ever made but i absolutely love sav and her wordle content and i also love mick so why not put those together?? i dont even know how i thought of this but here it is😭

authors note 2: doesnt have all the pictures i wanted, but i needed this to be one part so i had to shorten it a bit. i ended up mainly using pintrest photos, but that was only because the sav photos i planned to use ended up being in posts i couldnt make due to the 30 picture limit. i actually think this is my favorite smau ive done so i hope you enjoy

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and everytime i look at you, its like the first time

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user11: beach being the wordle today was perfect pinned

yourusername: can confirm i was very happy

mickschumacher: good pictures...must be a pretty cool photographer😂

yourusername: ehh took some practice but he learnt from the best!😉

user82: you guys are so cute

user9: micks looking more and more like his dad everyday :')

user4: im so obessed with your tiktoks

user49: favorite wordle player

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you got that long hair, slicked back, white tshirt, and i got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt

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user55: officially my favorite couple

user20: dont know who i want to be more

user32: so so cute

mickschumacher: 💚💚💚

user2: i love that she always includes that days wordles in her posts

user72: and if she can, she will relate it to a taylor lyric and make that her caption

user60: and she always tries to match the pictures to the word

user46: are those his dads glasses☹️

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youre a flashback in a film reel on the one screen in my town🎞️

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user8: micks smile AHHHHH

user92: im so obsessed with this post

user902: he looks SO GOOD

user65: i cant bresthe omg

mickschumacher: my favourite photographer

yourusername: my favourite muse

user7: I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

user51: no bcs you just dont understand

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✨i can still make the whole place shimmer✨

HOLY WHAT IS MY LIFE??? so much happened within the span of a night and im in shock. first, TAYLOR SWIFT?? next SWIFT WORDLE ANSWER?? ON THE DAY OF MY CONCERT?? then I GOT THE 22 HAT?? EXACTLY 10 YEARS AFTER THE LAST PICTURE TOOK PLACE?? also lets all appreciate how good both taylor and mick look!!!!

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user4: YOU GOT THE HAT? IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU

user6: you deserve the hat so much!!

user67: what was your reaction to the wordle?

yourusername: i actually did it in the stadium while waiting for taylor, i started freaking out i was so happy😭

user13: love your outifts! did you make both of them?

yourusername: i made micks and he made mine☺️

yourfriend2: im glad you both had fun

yourusername: mwah 💋

mickschumacher: thank you for choosing me to go with you

yourusername: why wouldnt i take my favorite person to see my other favorite person??

mickschumacher: love you

yourusername: love you🩵

user5: the IT couple

user85: i love seeing mick getting involved with her interests :(

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we could let our friends crash in the living room

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user56: oh my god oh my god

user52: theyre literally living taylor swift lyrics

user75: i cant cope

user79: THEY HAD A SLEEPOVER?? WITH THEIR GRID FRIENDS??

user20: seb definitly spun the wheel in twister

user59: definitly had a drink with him aswell😭

lewishamilton: thanks for having us💜

yourusername: always welcome with us lewis🩵

mickschumacher: can i go where you go?

yourusername: can we always be this closee?

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and at every table, ill save you a seat, lover...

m, you mean more to me than i will ever be able to put into words. the love i feel for you is something so special it feels wrong to just say 'i love you', it doesnt do it justice. you are my entire being and nothing i say or do will even amount to the way you make me feel

3 years ago, forever felt scary, forever felt terrifying, but how can forever be enough now? how will i ever have enough time with you? how will i ever have enough time to love you?

i would say 'take me out and take me home' but no matter where you take me i will always be home if im with you🏠

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mickschumacher: my favorite person

yourusername: 🫶🫶

mickschumacher: my one and only

yourusername: my lifeline

mickschumacher: forever with you sounds perfect

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neo-exploded · 11 months ago

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sorry i did it again i made another fic... .. . ...

in short, its just a EEnE x Fosters Home AU (based off my Edd as an imaginary friend drawing from months ago)

there's more info under the cut or you can just read it idk👎👎👎

fic link here

anyways so if ur reading this, thanks!! i like this au and im glad ur reading more abt it :)

but anyways, ive stated before that this is an Ed Edd n Eddy x Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends AU.

The premise of the AU/Fic is mostly centered around Kevin and Edd, with Edd being Kevin's imaginary friend. Its just a compilation of mini stories where Kevin hates on Double D until he finally accepts Edd as his friend.

If you couldnt already tell from the drawings, i also have other characters included here too, heres a couple extra notes about each character in order:

If you havent seen my old post that inspired this piece, its right here so you can view it if youd like, but its just me fucking around with my powers of drawing. Its just Edd as a 'non-human' which i used for this work.

Each imaginary friend is supposed to teach their creator some sort of lesson in a way, for example; Edd (un)intentionaly shows Kevin how to be nicer to people? Or maybe some other moral im not sure

Adding onto that last fact, Ed is Rolf's imaginary friend who (actually unintentionally) teaches Rolf how to not overwork himself. Eddy, Nazz's imaginary friend, would show Nazz how to be herself and not a mask of what she thinks people think of her via Eddy's own actions. The Kanker sisters are just villains, but if I had to guess maybe its for Marie and Lee to appreciate the familial bonds between them and May? Finally, Sarah teaches Jimmy how to stand up for himself. Simple.

This fic is like a rewrite of the show, so characters are still 12 years old for the most part, and therefore will be no ships (because if you think about it in a FHFIF sense, a human character x imaginary friend is kinda weird....)

Plank is (still) Jonny's imaginary friend. And Plank is still a piece of wood.

I messed around with the creation of an imaginary friend for this fic, because I know that in FHFIF canon, if a child thinks of a friend it comes to life immediently based on their own thoughts alone, but for this fic i had to tweak it a bit, im sorry :(

Thats all for now, thank you for reading :)

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nitrokiraru · 1 year ago

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masterpost of all the times nitro+chiral has referenced their own games! made bc i was bored and i like epic nitro+chiral references

also includes references to other nitroplus games, if there are any refs i missed please feel free to add to the post or lmk and i will add them!

Togainu No Chi references

to start out is the bgm playing in slow damage! credits to this channel called L on youtube for the recording, they also uploaded other vids of n+c bgm being in surodame so shoutout to a real one bc im about to use all of their vids for this post

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haunt, shifty, and tactics play in the restaurant!

this next one is not exactly confirmed to be a reference but I always felt like the re:code virus and trip ending cg was a homage to Kau

like??? THE OUTFITS LOOK KINDA SIMILAR IDK!!! i like to think that it is! and considering the fact that honyarara (dmmd artist) was a togainu no chi fan, i wouldnt be surprised if the similarities were intentional

Lamento references

to my knowledge there is not a lot of lamento refs in the other games, but like togainu no chi, lamento's bgm is also in slow damage!

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kowaku, kaze ga huku machikado, and ketsui (? the last one is a lil hard to hear but it sounds like ketsui) play in the cafe!

Sweet Pool references

this reference is one i was NOT aware of at all until very recently, so credit to @/slybluehologhost for pointing it out! and for the screenshots if they are yours! their post was the one i found this out from lmao

the CG of one of the first rhyme fights in dramatical murder, is a corrupted version of the Okinaga household cg from sweet pool!

here is the original CG. if you notice it's using 3d resources, something that dmmd didn't actually have a lot of as backgrounds. the reason is because it's leftovers from the previous game!

if you look at the CG flipped, you can see clearly that it is the Okinaga household living room/kitchen!

in my opinion this is one of the coolest refs on this post. bc i played dmmd before every other n+c game, i genuinely didn't notice this when i first played. its something that only people who played sweet pool would notice, and i just find that so nice! just a lil easter egg for people who know

sweet pool bgm is also present in slow damage!

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scene [warp02], chills02, and calm01 play in the bar!

another ref in slow damage is the billboard with youji official art on it

prolly my fav official art of youji ever

Dramatical Murder references

dmmd's bgm is featured in slow damage!

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track 10, 12, and the video says bgm 22 but i cant rly hear anything? idk regardless the bgm plays when you go to beat up that guy who likes to get beat up by his brother for some reason LOL

another very very small reference that is extremely easy to miss is the fact that clear's nendoroid is in Mayu's room

if you zoom in on the parts i circled, you can see that the nendoroid box says 597. and nendoroid 597 just so happens to be the clear nendo!

under the cut are other nitroplus title refs! (also didnt wanna make this post look too long fndskgjn)

Other Nitroplus title references

Mayu's room is FULL of Nitroplus title references. so much that some of them I didn't really recognize besides the obvious, so i literally had to just go through the character lists on nitroplus games to find what characters they were. ur welcome for this incoming information that you may or may not have known

probably one of the most recognizable nitroplus characters in this room is saya from saya no uta, mayu has a figure of her in the middle! (theres more boxes of her but this was the most noticeable imo)

his figure display has many nitroplus characters on it

to start from the top, the one in the long maid like dress is Petrushka from Kikokugai - The Cyber Slayer

Next to her is Franco il Nero from Zoku Satsuriku no Django

i couldnt find anything for who's next to this chara, so i assume its just swimsuit versions of the character Mayu's obsessed with

Going to the 2nd row, though you can just barely see her, i found this character to be Echika from Tokyo Necro

Next (disregarding the obvious figures in between) to her are the two main characters from You and Me and Her, Aoi Mukou and Sone Miyuki!

i find it a little funny that they would put these references in because the audience for the people playing nitroplus games vs the audience playing n+c games are like VERY different but nonetheless, pretty cool!

while not a "reference" per se, sweet pool is heavily inspired by saya no uta!

this is something thats just a generally agreed fact, but i felt compelled to include it anyway because i rly love both of these vns and i love rambling abt them. theyre very similar in the ways that they both got meat n gore, and the main characters dealing with the meat n gore, and the general theme of just isolating yourself from people because of it and not exactly having a happy end. fuminori completely giving up his outside life for saya, destroying friendships n whatnot, and youji locking himself in his room and shutting out people who aren't dealing w his lil problem (makoto). the ending where saya wins and the red road ending shares some vibes imo. its all very similar even down to the soundtrack that had some of the same people working on it, and even gen urobuchi himself (writer of saya) worked on sweet pool as an advisor. so in my head its canon that these two games r brother and sister

thats pretty much it! (unless i decide to add more i swear theres probably so much im missing LMAO) thank you if you read this far ^_^

edit: check notes for other references people have added!

#togainu no chi #lamento beyond the void #sweet pool #dramatical murder #dmmd #slow damage #nitroplus #nitro+chiral #i put a lot of effort into this post for no reason. just for fun idk i like talking about vns

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florestmoon · 1 month ago

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Eye For An Eye (Ghostface x Reader x Frank Morison)

Summary: When the dull town of Ormond springs to life after a string of murders— you and Frank find yourselves in the eyes of The Ghostface and the darkness that hides behind the mask that’s ready to corrupt you.

Warnings: this story is going to contain a lot violence , stalking, possessive behavior, blood, murder and much more. It’s heavy with unhealthy relationships sooo plsss read with caution !!

Notes: hiiii besties , I started this story three years ago. Frank and Ghostface are my faves in dbd so yes, I decided to create a story including both !! I posted two chapters before then disappeared. So I’m back and rewriting those chapters and heavily motivated! Hope you enjoy (((: mwah

Seasons don’t fear the reaper.

Open spaces between the branches and leafs that hung off the looming trees allowed for the blaring sun to peak its way through. It’s light falling victim to being blocked out by the faded red baseball cap that sat on top of your head.

Your head swayed slightly as your movements matched it smoothly down the empty road in a zig zag motion. Both arms raised by your sides, your fingers stretched reaching for nothing but everything at the same time. The sound of your rolling skates were filtered out by the headset that was placed over your hat.

The road seemed to go on forever. The endless trees that decorated the side of the deserted road giving an illusion of it being longer than it actually is. Part of you wished for there to be a whole different outcome at the end of it, but as part of your contract to this life you were dealt with— your wishes rarely came true.

You closed yours eyes for a few seconds before opening them again to relieve a sigh. The feeling of the wind hitting your face gave some relief from the humid air that’s been surrounding the town of Ormond for the month of August. As much as you loved the sun—it's presence giving you energy that’s hard to come by in your life, you couldn’t wait for the transition of weathers by the next week.

As Ormond rolls into another September, the summer’s heat will come into an end and you’ll finally enjoy the coldness that tags along with fall and winter.

Not only could you wear turtle necks without being questions by others at school who really are just too nosy for their own good; but you can finally see everything be covered in snow. A change of scenery will help the otherwise dull town.

The thought encouraged you to go a little faster, putting more pressure on your legs as they pushed you forward. Despite the rough feeling of the cracks on the road, you had no fear of falling. After the whole of rolling skating to spend most of the afternoons away, you grown comfortable and confident in your abilities to skate.

The beats of the song only made you push faster.

Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain

There wasn’t time to notice the car making its way down the road behind you before it’s loud honking caused a falter in your moment, skates rolling to a halt. You moved towards the side of the road , closer to the woods as you wobbled slightly to regain your balance.

You can prevent yourself from falling off your skates but not from getting hit by a car apparently.

A familiar voice scolding you at the back of your mind for your carelessness plagued your thoughts as you expected for the driver to pass you. Frank’s irritated face bringing an amused smile.

Hours could go by and not a single soul would drive this road, so you half expected the sheriffs own car to drive pass you. You waited to hear a small comment about you being more careful for the 10th time this summer. It was a surprise when you saw in the corner of your eye a different vehicle slowing to a halt.

You should have began to skate faster, you weren’t naive to the perverts that littered your town. You couldnt count the amount of times you catched middle age men watch you skate. But a small glance at the car had you pausing. The model catching your attention.

Hm. Impressive.

You werent an expert in cars but you could tell it was a vintage one, probably costing more than whatever the hell your foster parents were obtaining in the year of having you under their care. It definitely looked different from what you see in Ormond.

We can be like they are.

Admiring the black paint shining at you, reflection staring back at you , the window finally rolled down revealing a single passenger.

“Ah, sorry to scare you like that” The man leaned out the window slightly, awkwardly placing his arm on top of the rolled down glass. “ Didn’t know how else to get your attention.”

The headphones were removed from your ears, placed around your neck as you look at the stranger before you. Music blaring loud enough for you to make out the singer’s voice.

Red locks hanging over his forehead, tipping against glasses that framed his eyes as he squinted up at you through them, a friendly smile playing on his lips. Sinister intend hidden so well that you relaxed under the kind gaze.

Come on baby. (Don’t fear the reaper)

“Sorry mister, usually I pay more attention when I skate on this road.”

He nodded, watching you fiddle with the headset and tilt your head at him. He seemed amused with how you addressed him. Years of dealing with adults who liked to abuse their authority over you taught you a few things. Addressing them in a way that makes them feel better about themselves helped In terms of surviving and making them drop their guards.

It makes them trust you.

Although the red head didn’t look that much older, maybe still in his early twenties. You continued to take his appearance from what you were given. Green plaid shirt peeking out from a blue jacket. You noticed the pen that was perfectly placed behind his ear, nearly hidden by the strands of red hair that fell over it. He must be a writer of some sort.

The thought finally made you realize that he was an unfamiliar face. In a town like Ormond, it was uncommon for you to meet anyone new.

“You visiting someone here mister ?”

“Ah” The man flashed another soft smile before holding out a pocket notebook out. “I'm actually here to report some news for my newspaper.”

So you were right.You stood up straighter, satisfied with the knowledge that you read him right.

“Oh cool!” You glanced at the notebook and hummed. “But not much happens here so you probably won’t report much.”

“Im guessing you haven’t heard what’s been happening in the other towns then.”

Your fingers twitches against your thigh as you shook your head. You willed yourself to never look into the news from anything outside of Ormond. Afraid of what you were to find.

“I guess it wasn't that interesting enough to reach all over here.” You reply, shrugging. It sounded a bit rude, but you were beginning to itch all over.

“Oh, it will eventually.”

Raising an eyebrow at that, you crossed your arms and looked down the road. The sun was finally starting to descend behind the trees concluding that it was time for you to head home. If you left now now , you’ll be able to make it home before your foster dad made it home.

The thought alone bringing some tensions to your temple.

“Do you need directions towards a motel? There’s one just a few minutes down this road, pretty much the first thing you’ll see out of these trees.”

“Thanks.” He looks down the road, he fixes his glasses and looks at you again. “Do you need a ride ?”

You thought about it. It would be nice to hitch a ride in the nice car. And he seemed nice enough, with the way he looked at you with no pressure,giving you the option.

So you decided against it. With a shake in your head, you gesture towards your skates.

“I trust these bad boys to get me home.” You joke, tapping the back wheel on the pavement. The male nodding as he leaned back into his car.

“Lets hope so. You don’t want to be out after it gets dark.”

You blink at the warning, watching him give you one last smile before he drove off. There was nothing but drunk assholes to worry about in the nights of Ormond. It was just another dull town that wasn’t going to add nothing to whatever story he was hoping to find.

Baby take my hand. Don’t fear the reaper.

“Bye Mr. Richards!” You yell as you exit the small convenience store. The older man grumbles something along the lines of being careful, knowing that the only thing you're focused on is the bag of m&ms you managed to get for free.

You slowed down while opening the small bag, pouring a few on your palm before tossing it back in your mouth.

The sky was starting to darken, going from a bright blue to almost a purple hue behind the few clouds. You took note of the time on the clock behind the store counter when you pretended to Mr. Richards you had forgotten your change. 5:45 pm. There was still time before your old man got home.

Skating lazily past many stores, some signs already had flipped over to CLOSED, you were about cross the street to your neighborhood block when you noticed a familiar red truck.

Frank pulled up to the stop sign, his eyes notcatching yours yet. His tattooed hand tapping rhythmically on the steering wheel. The vibration of the music that you’ve grown used to dealing with could almost be be felt through his rolled up window. His other arm was propped up on the car door, head tilt slighting as though lost in thought.

You had a small thought of getting his attention, but seeing a blonde sitting in passenger seat had his name getting caught in your throat. She immediately saw you, an amused smile that looked mocking growing on her face. A flush disturbing your body when she says something which makes Frank look towards you. The idea of him taking your appearance embarrassing you suddenly.

Your denim shorts and purple and black stripped top, along with the high knee socks that went with your red roller skates all of sudden made you feel—small. There was never this type of shame when it came to Frank, you both seen each other at your worst. He seen you with your acne ridden face and you seen him with his choppy haircuts he tried giving himself in the orphanage bathroom.

You loved your outfit, you did. You picked it out yourself for once when you picked up a few bucks from walking the neighbors dog last summer. It was thrifted but still felt brand new. But seeing Julie with her leather jackets and combat boots that went along with her more punk and dark aesthetic always made you feel lesser in a way. Especially since Frank clearly liked it because well— he was dating her. He liked his whole group of new friends that followed the same life style. He liked them so much that he wasn’t hanging with you as much. The blame isn’t entirely on him, you rejected his many proposals of you joining the group. You just weren’t like them.

You can’t be like them. You won’t be like them.

Frank doesn’t copy Julies own amused look, instead he throws you a soft smile. One that you awkwardly give back. His soft gaze is interrupted by Julie saying something to catch his attention. Frank’s jaws harden as his eyes drift away from yours and snaps at the blondes directions. You look away and finish skating across the street before you can try to piece together what was said.

The flush doesn’t leave your body the entire way home. Only when you throw your skates to the side in the garage and head up the two steps to the entrance that leads to the kitchen, you let yourself have a deep breathe. The bag of m&ms lay abandoned on the counter while you grab a glass of water.

You missed Frank. Sure, you both hung out a handful of times this summer but it wasn’t like the years before. You cherished those times, even the few times he called this summer and finally asked to hang, just the two of you. Those moments gave you hope despite the new distance. Even now, your eyes glancing towards the telephone that hung on the kitchen wall. You idled in the kitchen for a few minutes, nursing the glass of water as you continued to take sips from it.

The sound of a car pulling into the garage finally has you snap out of your thoughts. You looked down at the empty glass and sighed. No excuse now. You reluctantly placed it in the sink before retreating to your room. Ignoring your foster dad’s heavy footsteps entering the house before you closed your bedroom door. You could only listen as he moved around the house. The bag of m&ms being a victim to his sticky hands. He finally makes his way to his bedroom and slamming it shut.

This part of the day was something you dreaded. The silence that filled the home. The natural light that escapes your room when the sun finally disappears, leaving you with only the street lamps to flash an orange glow onto your walls. You hated the darkness, no time being wasted for you to turn on the lamp near your desk. The sudden brightness comforting as you lay back down.

Before you could let yourself be swallowed by your thoughts again, a sudden shrill breaks through the walls of your room.

The phone.

It continues to ring when you make it out your room in a hurry, hoping Frank doesn’t give up so soon. It’s shameful the way you snatch the phone off the wall.

“Hello?” You say breathily, flinching at how you sound. You clear your throat as you wait to hear a voice on the other side. But nothing comes. Silence.

“Um..hello?” You repeat.

Nothing.

You listen, catching of what sounds like someone breathing. It was faint, just enough to tell you that someone was on the other line. God please don’t let this be some pervert, You heard weird stories about men getting off at just hearing a girls voice on the phone.

Or maybe it was Frank messing with you. The phone is pulled from your ear and you debate hanging up but you try one more time.

“Helloooo?” You say , letting out a half laugh from your nerves. “Can you hear me? Frank, is that you?”

Still just…silence. You’re about to speak again but it clicks. They hung up. You look at the phone hesitantly place it back on the wall. The moment it’s back , the phone rings again.

“Hello.” You answer again, a bit more forceful and expecting for them to continue to just listen to you talk and hang up again but you’re met with someone clicking their tongue.

“Well hello to you too sweets.”

Franks voice registers in your mind and your shoulders relax.

“Oh..hi Frank” You sigh in relief. “Jesus were you not able to hear me before?”

“What do you mean?” He says coolly, you could hear him moving, his bed springs creaking under his weight.

“When you called before— I kept repeating myself and all I heard was you breathing like a creep.” You huff. The coily wire from the phone was wrapped around your finger.

“Wasn’t me. I called you just right now.” He replies puzzlingly, he sounds concern and you frown at the realization. He waits before chuckling. “Damn, don’t tell me you’re giving some creep his fill for the night.”

“Gross” Your hand motions with the wire stop and you make a face at that. “What if Steve answered?”

The thought of your foster dad has Frank letting out another chuckle. “I’m sure the bastard would’ve loved that even more.”

“Frank!” You half whisper, looking into the hallway hoping the bedroom door doesn’t open. A giggle still escapes as much as you try to hold it back.

You don’t know it, but Frank smiles at the sound. A comfortable silence fill the phone for a moment, before he breaks it.

“Go down the same route today?”

You looked at down at your socks, rolling one of your sore ankles.

“Yup. Down the road away from Ormond and back.” You answer. “Went a bit past that run down water tower before heading back.”

“That’s far.”

“I wish I could go farther.”

Frank hums at that. A mutual feeling between you both.

“Did that old pig catch up to you?”

“Sheriff McCall? No but some tourist—well not really a tourist—a journalist did.” You ramble, glancing out the window. “I didn’t even hear him drive up behind me before his honking made me almost eat pavement ! I’m sure McCall would be happy to tell me that he told me so.”

“A journalist?” Frank scoffs.

“Yeah, he stopped to apologize and I noticed he definitely wasn’t from here. He had a pretty cool car by the way—oh and I asked and he said that he was doing some type of news report here.”

“Probably to warn people from ever entering this shit hole.” He concludes. “Why else would the fucker be here.”

You snort. It was satisfying knowing Frank had the same thought that you had.

You contemplated on telling him what else the journalist said about the other towns but he stops you suddenly. His voice is hesitant, as though he’s revealing something. A topic that was sensitive enough to steer the conversation in a way that neither of you were prepared to fully deal with.

“You could have..you know, called and ask me to tag along.”

You swallow hard and half shrugging, forgetting that he couldn’t see you. Julie in his passenger seat coming to mind. “ You seemed busy anyway.”

You wanted to return the sudden list of questions he was presenting to you tonight and ask what he and Julie did to spend their time on the last week leading up the new school year.

Did they drive around town, visiting spots that every couple tend to hang out at? The diner or the park where everyone parks to smoke cigarettes or weed. Did they spend the afternoon by themselves or did the rest of the group join them. Did they go to the ormond resort that he always disappears to nowadays?

You hated the idea of any it. The image of Frank having Julie by his side— his friends company that apparently was better than yours while you skated alone. You kept the questions to yourself, rather not knowing.

“I would have bailed” He finally answers. His voice tensed.

“Right.”

You knew he wouldn’t have. He should have known that statement before was going to ruin the whole conversation.

Things got quiet again. Why was it always too quiet between you two now? What was the shift in the last year that you seemed to ignore? You could rack your brain for hours and you couldn’t pinpoint a moment.

Could he?

Frank seemed to have made up his mind on what to say but you already had cut him off before you could notice it.

“I should go. Mary will be coming home soon and would want me to start helping with dinner.”

Frank is silent for a beat too long and you decide to make it easier on him. Not knowing that his own heart broke the same way yours was.

“Goodnight Frank.”

You faintly heard his voice a second before you hung up.

“Goodnight.”

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billgetsmewet · 1 year ago

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Fem reader and 2009 orrr 2007 Tom try be quiet on tour bus 😜 you can include any type of smut 🥰🥰

Tysm ily 😘

Secrecy

a/n: this was my oldest ask that i left rotting in the submissions box so im doing it since u guys r starving or somehting idk (i havent been posting bc im lazy and all i do is think ab getting drunk or high every weekend🤔🤔🤔ALSO FINALS)

LETS BEGIN!!!!

warnings: nsfw, p in v, dom!tom, public s€x, petnames

You had a stupid drunk idea and made a bet with Gustav and Tom that you would come to their next tour with them on the tour bus. Worst idea ever! Youve never been so bored for hours on end, theres nothing to do, the bus stinks and youre super hungry.. also horn-

Youve been driving around for the past 4 hours , trying to get to the next place, however its taking long. Its getting hot in the bus, and theres no airconditioner…

You and Tom are sitting next to eachother on one of the bunk beds, Tom is trying to lighten up the mood by joking around but its obviously not working. He gives up, laying down on his back.

Hes wearing striped pyjama pants. Doesnt sound too hot, but is the hottest thing hes ever worn.. atleast to you, since youre ovulating.. obviously.

He groans as he moves around, making you drool with excitement..

He takes one look at you and already notices the situation, he pulls you down with him.

Luckily its as if all the band members are programmed to get the fuck out whenever something dirty happens, they start to go out of the bedroom into the kitchen of the bus.

Tom smirks at you and glances down at your pussy.

Whats wrong baby? he asks sarcastically as if he doesnt know what your problem actually is.

You grind yourself against him for the smallest spark, just to feel something. Please.. i need it so bad, Tom..

Need what? he replies, teasing the actual fuck out of you. But he doesnt get to enjoy that much, since you start palming him, giving him a taste of his own medicine.

Oh come on now.. he groans, trying to keep his cool, but you can already see sweatbeads forming on his forhead. Hes obviously already close.

You knew he doesnt last long. It was a good part about him though, cause with him.. neither did you.

He eventually gives up and tucks his pyjama pants down, his cock springing up.

His precum already leaking from his tip, he slides your shorts down, aswell as your panties and quickly grabs a blanket ontop of you two.

He guides his cock into you, making you moan like crazy.

He was massive, not just lenght wise, but he was wide..

His veiny cock bouncing in and out of you made you feel even more wet, just the thought of this situation could make you cum.

He rubbed your waist, trying to get you more comfortable as he put one hand on your stomach , so he could feel when he hit your walls.

The joy couldnt last long tho, as Georg barged in, making him slip out of you.

Whys there a blanket on you guys? its like 30 degrees out.. boiling hot

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a/n : ALRIGHTTT THATS IT MY HANDS HURT BYE😇🦄🎀

#bill kaulitz #tokio hotel #georg listing #gustav schäfer #tom kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #smut #bill kaulitz smut #tokio hotel smut #bill kaulitz fanfic #tom kaulitz x y/n #tom kaulitz x you #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz smut #tom kaulitz fanfic #tom kaulitz tokiohotel

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auraisereigh · 6 months ago

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Mealladh (The lost sister)

Everything you need to know about Mealladh from @angstywaifu story "The lost sister"

This entire page is made by me. Do not use without giving credit, i spend a lot of hours on each and every spread. The stunning art of Mealladh and Ophelia is made by @angstywaifu and i couldnt be more grateful that she gave me permission to use these <3

If you have questions, feel free to ask! My messages/requests are always open + i can give more information there! ♡

This is part of the "aura's dragon guide" series. Find the rest on my masterlist here.

I loved making these so much, i missed working on the dragon sheets and this was just amazing. Thank you @angstywaifu for giving me permission to make those!

I also made a sticker to go with thses archive sheets! This will be the first sticker of many to come. You can find them on my Ko-Fi Ko-fi.com/auraisereigh where you can buy either the sticker set or the Mealladh bundle.

Sticker set includes:

A sticker sheet that you can print ( 12 stickers on one sheet)

A A4 print of the sticker. (exclusive to this set)

https://ko-fi.com/s/754c1c1d5b

The Mealladh bundle includes:

A sticker sheet that you can print ( 12 stickers on one sheet)

High quality prints of the sheets.

https://ko-fi.com/s/7b073c5338

This will also be the last post of 2024 and i couldn't be more grateful for all of you and all the support that i've gotten on my work. Thank you all so much! Happy holidays and a happy new year!

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princeofstarspost · 1 year ago

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𓍊𓋼~Letting the impulsive thoughts win~𓋼𓍊

Type: Short oneshots

Description: Sorry for lack of posts, 4th of July put a stop on my schedule (which I hate sm) but anyways this is letting the impulsive thoughts win with genshin characters. Like wanting to throw whip cream at someone or boop them idfk.

Rating: Fluff/funny

Reader: GN, slight autism/adhd vibes

Includes: Wanderer/ Xiao

Wanderer:

It was calling to you, begging you, tempting you with it's white soft texture...(Don't be a perv ;)

Whip cream...covering the top of the pie you'd just bought, it smelled amazing and looked even better...but the thought of gently smashing into Wanderers face was literally eating at your being. Plus the counter was clean, you could literally still eat it if you wanted to so it wouldn't really be a waste..."No. No you can't, you can't."

"Can't what?"

You jumped at the sudden voice behind you...when had he walked in? Was he onto you... "Wanderer! Haha, I was just telling myself I can't eat the whole thing in one sitting. That's all, nothing else!"

He looked at you annoyed, like he knew you were up to something but not exactly what it was. "Hmm, I still don't understand how you can eat it. It's disgustingly sweet." He stepped closer to the counter, standing right, over, the pie, scowling at it.

You couldn't take it anymore, fate had laid it out all perfect for you. Your hand slipped under the pie and before he even had the chance to move you smooshed it in his face, whip cream covering all his features, dripping down his chin as you set the mostly empty crust aside.

He couldn't even react, he was so shocked and that was to funny for you, you started laughing hysterically, tears running down your cheeks as you tried to apologise. "I-im so sorry! Hahaha I couldnt- you stepped Infront- I'm sorry! Bahahaha!"

He took a deep breath and sighed, for a second you were worried he was genuinely angry, but he wouldn't be with you if he couldn't handle your impulsive thoughts. He held up the crust and scooped out what was left, "Your actions have consequences..."

You wiped a tear away and looked at him confused, "Huh?-AH!"

He mushed the pie filling on the top of your head, swirling it with your hairs as you squealed in dismay.

Xiao:

You giggled in excitement as Xiao helped you tie up your kite. You'd made it yourself, using all the Yakshas as your inspiration and even better was as you made it he told you stories of them. You could tell it was a little hard for him at first, but once he started talking about the happier stories he loosened up. This one he was telling now seemed to especially resonate with him.

"They were always playing tricks, using ink to draw on my face and introducing me to people, but giving me the wrong name. Bonanus, she was usually far less embarrassing with her pranks...actually you remind me of her in that way."

You blushed lightly, "I do?"

"Yes. She would often try and find ways to make me flustered. Once she even found a inappropriate book and left it for me to read. Even leaving a note on it that read: Alatus, I've found these war tactics very useful. Read at once."

Your smile widened as you imagined him opening the book, "I bet you were completely red in the face haha!"

"I was. It made it even worse that Morax- Zhongli I mean, was there when I started to read it."

"Pffft!" You burst out laughing, unable to contain yourself as you pictured the scene with Zhongli being in the same room. Then it was like a switch went off...and you felt kinda numb, maybe sad even...wishing you could have been there. "Xiao, do you prefer that part of your life..."

He paused and looked at you in confusion, "I don't prefer one part of my life over the other. I may miss my Yaksha companions, but if I were to choose that part of my life over this one, I would no longer have you. That would be just as much of a loss if not more."

Your heart skipped a beat as the moment grew more intense, his eyes staring into yours like he was attempting to prove to you that his words were true. It was a bit much and you weren't really good with tension...so you chose to lighten the mood with the very thing you'd wanted to do since he started talking.

You reached out and poked his nose, saying a small little, "Boop" as you did so. It was so random and yet it fixed the heavy air that had gathered around you both. His face turned a light shade of pink and he returned back to what he was doing, as if nothing had happened at all.

"Xiao?"

"Hm?"

"Is it don't yeeeettt???"

Another dirty alphabet up nexttt~

#𓍊damushroomguy𓍊 #genshin fanfic #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin x you #wanderer #wanderer x reader #wanderer fluff #wanderer x autistic reader #xiao x reader #xiao fluff #xiao x autistic reader

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nicomoon69 · 1 year ago

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I’ve made up so much Bernard lore in my head so I’m just going to dump it here

so post Louis Grieve in my head Bernard transferred to an all boys boarding school his junior year (someone suggested Brentwood so I’m gonna go w that). his parents sent him there as a bit of a last ditch effort to straighten him out, get up his grades and push him out of his silly habits. this also included them making him buzz off his hair since they deemed his old hair unprofessional.

all of it was a huge blow to Bernard’s already fragile mental health and self esteem so at Brentwood he was kind of a mess. he wasn’t exactly a bad student but the people around him considered him even more of an outsider than he was before at Louis Grieve.

eventually Bernard did find himself with a small group of friends (might further develop them as ocs??) who were much like him outsiders. one of said friends also being the first time he fooled around with a guy, which led to several more though none of it was ever serious.

there was lots of denial at first but by the time his time at Brentwood ended Bernard had accepted himself as queer.

he applied for a few colleges, some outside of Gotham but he ended up settling for GU bc part of his couldnt handle leaving his city behind. he chose a double major because he thought that would make his parents most proud and bc biology and physics were the only subjects he enjoyed.

despite everything seemingly going well for Bernard he felt an emptiness that nothing could fix, that is until he found the Children of Dionysus. despite knowing the risks of joining a cult he did. he was in the cult for roughly eight months before he got kidnapped to get sacrificed.

that was a rough version of what happened in my head. I have some more details that I couldn’t fit smoothly into that word vomit so here’s some more

Bernard came out to his parents his first semester, which they took pretty badly and led him to getting kicked out and having to couch surf for a bit before landing on the apartment he was living in during TD:R.

to keep himself afloat with no support from his parents Bernard worked two jobs, one at a diner around the corner of his apartment and the other at a coffee shop closer to GU.

at Brentwood Bernard did a lot of experimental stuff with his appearance ranging from spiking his hair after it had grown out a bit to getting his ears pierced multiple times. a tongue piercing came along somewhere in his time at the cult and Bernard genuinely doesn’t remember getting it.

during junior and senior year Bernard joined the basketball team. he was surprisingly good considering he had never showed any interest in the sport and wasn’t particularly athletic before then. basketball somehow also led him to training himself in martial arts.

since I do hc the Children of Dionysus to have some more Dionysian practices I think Bernard developed both a distaste for wine and eating raw meat (omophagia).

Bernard has been refusing to get drastic hair cuts after the buzz cut and is unlikely to get one any time soon. he’s been taking kitchen scissors to his hair and freestyling it if he feels it needs more shape.

though he’s been out for a while Bernard hasn’t actually dated anyone long term before Tim. most people he’s been with were flings or were blocked after a few dates.

the way Bernard got into contact with the cult is through one of his high school classmates, who he’d seen talk about the ways that joining it had improved their life and how they were much more enlightened. he due to his circumstances was an easy victim after his initial skepticism

there’s just a lot of permanent scarring due to the cult, but Bernard doesn’t bother covering them up with make up or clothes. at least not post getting rescued.

Bernard actually goes to therapy after the cult and was also diagnosed with autism (let me project a teeny bit). it helped him make more sense of his life and gave him more direction.

his cooking passion came from his early childhood, being dimmed out in middle school and only returning after high school. he mostly enjoys writing his own recipes and experimenting with taste. there was ofc the added challenge of budget, but it was one of the few things that made him happy.

his conspiracy theorist side mostly calmed down until he was thrust back into it when he started dating Tim. this was due to odd behavior from Tim and until Bernard found out he was RR (which really didn’t take that long) he was balls deep on conspiracy blogs and threads. he didn’t really quite after putting the RR pieces together though, bc he enjoyed being able to subtly help Tim with his cases.

due to the two jobs and double major previously mentioned Bernard has a terrible sleeping schedule. he regularly stays up past three only to have a morning shift that starts at seven.

gonna quite rambling for now lol, might edit this post to add more in the morning but I’m sick of typing. sorry if it’s a lot, I just think abt him a lot……. yea..

#bernard dowd #tim drake #timbern #timber #td:r #dc #dcu #dc comics #my brain

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verdantlights · 4 months ago

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hello

i decided to respond to you instead of vant due to you tackling the issue directly. i stated in my response you guys were required to be direct if you want to hold a conversation with me. it isnt an age thing.

i am a minor, not an adult. this is why i am so uncomfortable with how you guys approach these topics. its disrespectful for you to make such big accusations and assumptions about me. stop it.

i have a school and not to mention a completely different timezone from most of you, so it would have been nice to be told directly what to censor rather than being so vague repeatedly. this could have been done with a lot sooner.

i still feel as if you guys cant comprehend the weight of your actions. this best reflects when one of your friends decided to reblog a suggestive post. i see no issue with that, seeing as it was tagged accordingly too, but the tag " #just in case anyone gets their panties in a twist" is beyond immature and is very disrespectful to others around him, especially after everything. it seems as if you guys just will not take concerns serious.

stop harassing a minor. you are older than me, its weird.

ok so youre brave for sending your response in MY askbox bc im not afraid to answer it unlike you with my original ask. im also not afraid to call you out on your bullshit directly and speak my mind.

im so sorry to say this but i genuinely cannot take you seriously after this. i will say, i apologize for assuming you were an adult, but you really made it seem like you were with the way you behaved towards others.

the reason why we were so adamant about getting you to sensor personal information is because it shouldve been your first instinct to censor private info. im pretty sure ive said this, but posting private information of a minor is illegal. it doesnt matter if you yourself are also a minor.

another thing, you started this. youre the one who made a callout post over us. sorry no, its "not a callout post in any regards," my bad. but my point still stands that if youre going to throw shit out there, be prepared to expect it in return.

also "the weight of our actions" what actions? being a fucking teenager? majority of the people in that server are minors, some possibly the same age as you. im gonna be so fucking fr, this sounds like a personal problem to me. this sounds like you personally just had an issue with us and wanted to make it everyone elses problem. and that is immature.

the same thing can be said for "just in case anyone gets their panties in a twist" its a lighthearted joke. poorly timed, yeah probably, a lame joke, also yeah. the only person whod believe its immature and disrespectful is you, though. everyone else gave a half hearted laugh and moved the fuck on.

"the severity of our actions" i have explained this story, shown the doc of screenshots, and majority of the responses and posts on tumblr, including the one from syd, all to my therapist and my mother. both of them agree that this is actually fucking stupid. none of us are in the wrong, you were simply uncomfortable in our server and were bitter that you couldnt be included because of it. we strive to accommodate to peoples boundaries and needs, but we will not destroy the core foundation of our friend group to accommodate to one single person.

there never has, and never will be, explicit nsfw in that server and i have said that over and over and over again. we were trying to argue that originally and that anon ignored us. its even in the fucking screenshots you posted, which by the way, do absollutely nothing to prove your point anyway. numerous people who had nothing to do with the server, the people, or even alien stage itself were shown the og callout post and the screenshots and went "whats the issue here."

you showed screenshots of us literally saying "hey yeah thats a valid issue here lets resolve it immediately and be more careful and mindful of this persons boundaries in the future." and we have continued to uphold those boundaries since.

im gonna say it again, you started this. the block button exists for a reason. you said that you didnt want a back and forth, and yet what did you think was going to happen when you decided to put private information on the internet in the form of a callout post? did you think youd get praise? did you think youd be a crowned hero?

newsflash, since you want to say i, an adult of i kid you the fuck not TWO MONTHS, was harassing you... thats now how it works. you get what you give and if you cant handle that then dont make a giant fucking callout post on people who are doing just fine living their best fucking lives. all of the people who originally responded to your post were minors. the people you claim to be harassing you are also minors. i hope you realise the mistake that you made and that none of us in the group take you seriously anymore because the sheer audacity you have to say shit like this in my inbox is astounding. saying were harassing you is a bit melodramatic dontcha think?

so instead of telling you to go touch grass (which you still need to do) because youre an adult so you should act like one, im gonna tell you to grow the fuck up because youre not an adult.

if you want to think of me as immature for being so brash-! i do not care. i am an older sibling and this is the exact same way i have talked to my younger brother when he did stupid shit. which, funnily enough, if you think what were doing is bad, the things that my brother has done would put you in an early grave.

if i had to make a list of things, this is purely to take the piss out of the situation btw because i could not give less of a fuck about this situation atp, but you would NOT have survived the dsmp fandom, 2021 and 2015 wattpad, 2015-16 tumblr, and any year of twitter. you also would not survive working at taco bell or any fast food chain.

also, "i have a school" i sure hope you do! please pay better attention in your english class because you clearly do not have enough media literacy.

poor attempt at cancel culture 0/10 do better.

@alien-til-i-stage "if i die like this, i wouldnt mind" while they choke from drinking dr pepper.

#zen's chatterbox

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cosmossystem · 6 months ago

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on the topic of "sysmeds* have gotten louder recently" i just want to ramble and give my optimist perspective on it really because i dont think its the full story. (*and if you have a problem with me using that term, stick around and youll see why i use it.)

for context i formed as a fictive alter in about mid to late 2016. we were going through a lot of rapid splits and shutdowns at this time. many of the people who split would get forcibly dormant just days later, including me, and im lucky that i got out of it because i know a lot of those alters back then didnt. normally i wouldnt call all of us alters, but this was a very trauma-heavy time and we were going through heavily fragmented periods with dissociation and amnesia. we couldnt accept that we were plural.

anyway, point is that we were in plural spaces around then, and i took over as the host in december of that year as i broke up with my shitty in-system persecutor boyfriend (thats a story for a different day.)

so its 2017 and im 12, turning 13 soon, both inner and outer. we are a rapidly growing system of 13, no 20, no 41-- and then soon its back down to about 30, where it will stay for the next 8 years. but in the mean time, me and my new partner, jam, are learning to pilot a flesh-mech on the fly and letting ourselves be cringy tweenagers. we take over the tumblr blogs (most of which are anti-cgl blogs, which is very ironic considering some of our members now do that) and we start journalling. more importantly, in late 2017 i make my own blog and i start chatting. im basically the only person fronting about 70% of the time and im a huge yapper so it starts to take off.

i post art. i wont say what specifically i do or what fandom its for but the gist is that i run a requests blog. (im sure, if you were in a very specific sect of fandom around then, you could probably guess who i am and what blog i ran, but i doubt that will happen here. if it does, keep it to yourself.)

and i get really popular. im talkin hundreds, at one point thousands of followers. i wake up every day to a dozen asks and i fulfill them and i talk about my day with the people in my askbox. i tell them about my disability, about my boyfriends (later, husbands), and i tell them about my plurality. sometimes i get into the weeds of discourse, but i try not to. mind you, im about 13 or 14 and im the staunchest pro-queer, pro-endo, pro-tucute tween you would have ever met. still not quite all there on the pro-kink or pro-ship fronts, but that didnt cause me any issues at that point, and i wouldnt figure it out for another two or so years. anyway, people are usually nice to me and i am nice, if not a bit impassioned, back.

most of the people i speak to on this blog are singlets. but being that this particular fandom is mostly made of younger people like me (at this point anyway) many of them are curious about plurality or plural themselves. funny enough, while i remember discussing a lot of my plurality and explaining what it meant, i dont recall a whole lot of people arguing over it. no one ever sent me anon hate saying that i didnt exist and that didosddsdosod was the only way to be plural. i DO recall getting dogpiled on numerous occasions because this was during the height of ace discourse, mogai drama, and right at the rise of the whole "bi-lesbians-dont-exist" thing, so most of my controversy covered those.

but on several occasions i explained to singlets what a system was, and what it meant that i was "married" to my headmates, and i met so many people who said they were also plural, and i even helped a few realize they were plural. i truly look at that with a sense of pride and joy because how many people get to say they helped someone realize an important aspect of themself/ves? how many people are out there living their life as single when theyre actually more than one? how many didnt know that word existed until a stranger happily explained it to them, before realizing that word applied to them? its one thing to be gay and know youre gay, its another to go your entire life without realizing that being gay is an option until one day it dawns on you and the next youre out and proud. being plural is like that. its world-altering. most dont realize its an option until theyre told.

its not necessarily that system spaces didnt have their problems. from singlets, there was more curiosity. system spaces were still very much divided, but for the most part sysmeds stuck to their corner and mostly only argued when argued with. that word, mind you, did not exist at the time, we just called em "anti endos". i dont remember when or how that term was coined, but theres a good reason we call them that now, and its because they would say the same shit to me that transmeds would. regardless, i dont doubt that there were probably issues of them going out of their way to harass people, but i cant recall any and it never happened to us, so make of that what you will.

in those times, i experienced more transphobia, homophobia, and aphobia than i did anything else. when i did see sysmeds, it was in their own little bubble. i think the broader world didnt care so much about plurality and didnt know that sysmedicalism was a thing that could happen until maybe a couple of years ago now, and back then, it was treated purely with curiosity and intrigue instead of hate.

but "system spaces" have always had an anti-endo side, and i know this because i was one.

i havent said as much up until now, but in those early days of journaling, it was maybe for a year or so that we were anti-endo. couldnt tell you what changed really, but i think it was just a growing exhaustion of hearing about how terrible and awful and cruel and disgusting those evil, evil endos were. a lot of sysmeds like to proclaim their 'one true real genuine method' of being plural is the only one, and since the start we were never going to fit into that mold-- we were and are fictive heavy, in-system relationships, able to change forms in headspace, no dissociative amnesia, very little memory loss and practically no multi-consciousness, the works. but it was there and it wasnt very pretty. i am grateful i didnt internalize too much of it, didnt spread it very much, and we got out when we did because it was toxic enough back then and its worse now.

i should say that i dont think necessarily there is a rise in sysmedicalism similar to, say, the trend of label policing (a la bi lesbians) or ace discourse at its peak. while that does happen with minority labels when theyre suddenly thrust into the spotlight of the week, plurality has not had that moment yet (thank god, knock on wood it never does) and so far the only way this has happened is with a few isolated incidents that i know of, maybe im wrong. but i think its moreso that the plural community has grown to crazy heights with the rise of more people discovering it and understanding themselves, and naturally there would be a proportional rise in sysmedicalism too. the only main difference maybe is now that we have bigger platforms like tiktok and twitter, and we have prominent plural resources like pluralkit and simply plural, and with the rise in political unrest-- all of those things contribute to this rise in sysmedicalism. they have more visibility and a loud voice despite being the minority, and so they get their fifteen seconds of fame.

i guess i get it. theyre angry. theyre upset that the world is injust. they think theyre allowed-- encouraged, even, or that its their right-- to come into a community that has been building itself for the past several decades on inclusion and resource-sharing and cause a commotion. they have a disorder, they have trauma, they DESERVE to be listened to and they dont want to see their very debilitating disorder being mocked like this, or whatever it is they say. unfortunately they are the terfs of this community, and i can say that because ive been dealing with those too for the past decade also.

what im trying to get across is this: plurals have existed forever. this community has existed for decades at this point, maybe centuries. with every progressive movement there will be a counter-movement, and this one is no exception, they just happen to be particularly loud right now. as we grow in numbers, so does our visibility, and so does theirs. the plural community is fine. it continue to be fine. there is nothing happening right now to us that hasnt already happened a billion times before, and there is no sysmedicalist piece of shit on this planet that can destroy us. theyve been trying for as long as weve existed and they never succeed. keep going, keep telling people about us, keep existing and keep doing your best. be louder than them.

red

#💿 red #endo safe #pro endo #Old Plural Yells At Cloud #pluralgang #plural community #pluralpunk

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