#so on and so forth idrc

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BWW has taken over our brain again so heres blan (reuploads + newer doodles)

[chiwhorei]

maybe dbf!miguel (..or any type of older miguel tbh idrc lol just want the biiiiig age gap) who just luvssssssss to us as an urinal.. ♡.♡

❝ ʏᴏᴜ’ʀᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ! ❞

╰┈➤ ᴛᴀɢꜱ: short-form, drabble, NSFW, age-gap, daddy kink, almost pseudocest, piss, degradation

╰┈➤ ɴᴏᴛᴇꜱ: went a little off script for this but I hope you still like it! piss daddy Miguel > anything ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

Miguel is your Dad’s best and oldest friend. He been a part of your life since before you can remember, you respected and love him as if he is your own father. (Slow, evil smile)

He fucks you like a whore right under your dad’s nose. It’s a sick game to him, pulling you onto his dick every second your father is out of earshot.

Miguel has you calling him Daddy and taking his load every night you’re home from college. He’s got you sneaking out of the house like you’re a teenager again, trying not to get caught with one of your little boyfriends. Really, the man you’ve known as a second father is training your throat to take the unbearable bulge of his thick cock.

Your father’s best friend plays the part of a perfect gentleman during dinners or work parties with your parents, gives you a polite kiss on the cheek when he greets you, pulls the chair out next to him for you to sit. You look so nervous, you might as well have a sign around your neck that lets your poor parents know how Miguel’s cum is currently leaking out of your pussy. He fucked his cum deep into you on their bed, and your flushed, guilty demeanor makes him want to pull you from the dinner table to do it again.

Miguel is insatiable it seems, and seeing how house-broken and pliant he’s trained you to be— he wants to push you even more in search of some line he hasn’t yet crossed. There aren’t many left.

You’re sitting on tucked legs in front of Miguel, hands in your lap and mouth open. He’s huddled you into the bathroom while your parents house is full of friends celebrating your father’s birthday. You look like a crumpled doll under him, lipstick and mascara running down your face and tears in your eyes. He’s fucked your throat raw, holding the swell in your neck with one hand and pinching your nose closed with the other. Even so, you beg him.

“Please Daddy, please cum on me. I wanna be your good girl.”

Your hands come up to work back and forth on him, fingers barely touching around Miguel’s throbbing cock. You’re begging him to unload on that pretty little face, who’s he to deny you?

Thick ropes cover your messy cheeks and tongue, you don’t even flinch.

“Nasty little girl,” Miguel pats your parted lips, and confusion runs through your features. You open your mouth again for him anyway.

He doesn’t warn you, only smiles big and wild from above your abused little body. His stream of piss hits the plush of your bottom lip and dribbles down your chin, pooling in the fabric of your party dress.

“Don’t worry, princess, Daddy’ll get you nice and cleaned up. We can’t have anyone knowing what you let me do to you.”

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❥ ᴄʜɪᴡʜᴏʀᴇɪ.2023©️ ᴀʟʟ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ. Dᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏᴘʏ ᴏʀ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ.

[brewsbrownies]

dfo haters who say the theory doesn't make sense are so funny to me cause like- you're telling me that dabi being toya todoroki, tomura being nana shimura's grandson, kurogiri being aizawa's dead best friend from high school, izuku being able to withstand 7 super enhanced quirks without becoming brain dead like a nomu, afo meticulously planning out how he was going to take in and groom tomura into being his successor, afo involving himself with the aoyamas and so on and so forth makes complete sense but the thought that afo could be related to izuku even with all the evidence spread throughout the entire series makes non? :/ even though it would literally FIX some of the plot holes in the series?

I'm not even crazy about this theory or care too much if it ends up not being confirmed but at this point I think it would make more sense if it ended up being the case since it seems like every major character in the series has some deep compelling meaning to the plot and izuku being only some random quirkless kid (who happened to be diagnosed by afo's right hand man) that just so happened to be noticed by all might and offered ofa just doesn't cut it anymore with everything going on. I could go on about how this really isn't as far fetched as everyone thinks or how it could benefit the story but idrc enough to do that rn

[m3chanical-s0ul]

okay the poll said. any of hms with whole but i was in a silly mood

You can interpret this as heart getting blinded or heart before he gets thrown into apathy uh.either way idrc

also i do use juno/heart/artemis and soul/atlas interchangeably and theres slight lore for that okay bye

CW : very little suicideality and very subtle religious themes

in which the moon shoots the sun

It was quiet in the house. The knowledge of what had happened settled in. Not even the crickets chirped, for they knew what had happened. Yet it was silent with the realization that there was more to come too.

For Atlas, it was chilling. He replayed the scene in his head, begging- pleading that it wasn't real. That it was a figment of his already fucked up imagination, one of his hallucinations maybe. Maybe he would find something in the memory that gave it away. Maybe there was something in Juno's words, or his stance, that would scream at him that it wasn't real. Maybe. Hopefully, he hummed out loud to nobody but himself as he stared out through eyes that weren't his own in a world that wasn't his own either, trying to laugh with people he didn't know and navigate. For himself. For all of them.

For Apollo, he was struck. His fist was clenched with the urge to claw its way into his chest, into his fake beating heart and yank it out. Images flashed through his mind of the awful, awful look in Juno's eyes. On his face. A billion emotions ran through him at once and he despised it. He was shocked, at first. Confused. Angry. He slammed his fist on his sheets, clenching it so hard he was sure his metal claws would rip a hole in the clean, pristine fabric.

And then there was Artemis. The silence was loud, was telling. He was sitting on his bed, hunched over the black sheets with a blanket lazily curled around him. The lights were turned dim as usual. He figured taking his blindfold off would help. It stop the hallucinations, the recalling of what had happened. He picked at a scab on his skin, scoffing quietly. It was his fault, it always was his fault. If only he could rip out the problem at the source. If only he could remove his emotions as well as Mr Mind. But he didn't have an artificial heart- he had a beating one that was crucial for his own wellbeing. But hey, it would work, would it not?

He sat, awaiting judgement.

And then it came.

His door cracked open. He blinked at the blindingly white light, seeing the silhouette stand in his doorway. Atlas closed the door behind him. They were staring at each other. Or was Artemis staring at the weapon on Soul's right? The three pronged weapon glowed a deep red, taunting Juno. It was almost a dangerous shade of red, a harsh shade of red. Soul's eyes glowed the same color as he looked, unblinking, back at Heart.

"You knew this was coming, yeah?"

The question hung in the air as Heart contemplated his answer. He knew it was coming, yes. But that didn't make it strike any less fear into his body. He froze, his mouth twitching with unspoken words.

"You did."

He looked down at the floor, his arms crossing on his knees. Maybe he could will Soul and his awful trident away. Maybe he was dreaming, or hallucinating. His deep purple eyes flicked back and forth along the floor, unable to focus. Unable to sit still. If only his body would move like that- he was stuck. Fight or flight? Heart only knew faun.

"Please, look at me."

A gloved hand was placed on his mattress, right in his field of view. He flinched backwards.

"I can't bear to do this anymore than you can bear to experience this."

The trident was in his view.

It was quiet for another minute. The next thing Soul said struck a particular note in the air that made Juno's breath leave his body.

"If only you could learn."

[dairyminki]

Hearts Day | j.wy

↬ pairing: jung wooyoung x gn!reader

↬ summary: he's the personification of love, while you're of darkness. but that doesn't stop him from fancying you.

↬ genre: demigod au, college au, fluff, woo being a hopeless romantic

↬ warning/s: none that i've noticed (pls let me know if there is/are)

↬ wc: 3.2k

↬ a/n: i know, i know...valentines day has already passed but idrc ^^ i kinda have a love-hate relationship with this fic bcos i didn't know how to end it. but, it's here so yeah i hope some of you will like it <3

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"Relax, there is no problem!" You practically convinced yourself, biting on your fingernails, as you pace back and forth in front of the student council's office.

The Vice President sought your presence, they said- wait...you didn't even get to ask why because the student who told you immediately fled without giving you the full information.

Your pacing comes to a stop however, as soon as you hear that all too familiar shrill voice calling out your name in the air.

"Oh, Y/N, child of Erebus~!"

"Ok, one problem!" You groaned, placing a palm on your forehead.

Without even looking, you know that Wooyoung, one of the sons of Eros, is already skipping his way to you with that annoyingly wide grin you so desperately want to wipe off of his face.

If the other demigods in this school wish to never, ever, cross paths with you, this one - is hopelessly attracted to you, whether you like to admit it or not. The other students feared you, yet Wooyoung fancied you.

"Wooyoung." You put on a tight smile as you mentioned his name, to which he just beams at, saying, "I know, lovely seeing you here today as well, Y/N." He shoots you a wink.

You don't hate Wooyoung, and nor is he dislikeable - it's just that he's annoying, seemingly sticking to you like a gum at any given time possible.

His personality was also totally opposite of yours. You valued being alone and found darkness as your only companion, whereas, Wooyoung is as bright as the sun and is sickeningly sweet like honey compared to the smugness of his brothers, and if granted, he would draw hearts in anything he sees. If love is a person, it'll automatically be Wooyoung.

"So, why are you here?" Oh, and Wooyoung also has this habit of being a little nosy. "Don't know." You simply answered as it was the truth.

"Me too, actually." Wooyoung says. "All I know is that the SC President wanted to see me." He continues, and you reckon, if the door to the SC office didn't open, his mouth wouldn't have shut.

"Y/N!"

"Wooyoung!"

Hongjoong, son of Athena, and President of the student council, exclaims, the same time as Yunho, the son of Apollo, and Hongjoong’s VP, exclaims your name with such delight written on his face.

"Uhm, why is Y/N here?" You hear Hongjoong whisper in Yunho's ear. "That's what I also wanted to know." You say, sending Yunho a questioning look.

"Hongjoong asked me for any possible volunteers to help with the decorations and I suggested you, Y/N!" Yunho cheered and then he went on rambling to Hongjoong about how helpful you were to him during the campaign era when he was still on the road of being the SC Vice President.

"I- that indeed is very commendable, but it's for Hearts Day, Yunho!" Hongjoong counters, almost smacking his friend on the head.

Hearts Day?

Oh no, not that-

"Hey, they might be the child of a dark deity but that doesn't mean they can't help me with the heart decorations." Wooyoung frowns, stopping the officers, who also happened to be his friends, from arguing.

"He's got a point, Joong. You shouldn't judge a book by its cover. You’re better than that." Yunho seconds the former's words as he shakes his head.

"It's not that! It's because I know Y/N and they don't like-"

"You'll help me right?" Wooyoung cuts off Hongjoong's words. His eyes were almost pleading as he asked you this.

You glanced at Hongjoong who was only able to smile sadly at you. You and Hongjoong were childhood friends who drifted apart in time, yet he always knew how celebrations and other bright, happy things weren't exactly your cup of tea, so, no, he wasn't being rude when he said those words earlier.

You gave Hongjoong a look of reassurance. After all it's just helping Wooyoung with decorations, for sure you'll be fine, right?

"I'll help him." You finally say, and then you follow a jumpy Wooyoung all the way to the stock room to fetch the decorations - heart decors, red and pink balloons and whatnots.

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“Y/N, do you think we should get this pink and red assorted ones or the red and white assorted ones?” Wooyoung asks you as he practically shoves two different plastic packs that were filled with heart-shaped decoratives.

“You’re the expert here, I don’t think you should be asking me at all, Wooyoung.” You shrug, and then you go back to picking every pink decoration that you can see on the shelf and placing them inside the box Yunho gave to you. Frankly, you just want this task to be done so you can go back to your class. You prefer being stuck doing your maths than being in a kinda tight room with someone who's your total opposite.

“Nonsense, I tell you! I might be an expert but that doesn’t mean you don’t have taste.” Wooyoung says. After that, thankfully, silence entered the room and hovered over you two. The past minutes were filled with Wooyoung calling your name and attention and asking you various things, that you’re just glad it all came to a stop. Or that’s what you atleast thought.

One second, you were just putting pink fairy lights into your box filled with whole lot of other decorations, then the next, when you were about to head to another shelf you might’ve exerted much force and forgot how little space between you and the shelves that when you turn around, your feet got caught in some of the extra lights, peeking out from the bottom shelf, tripping you thereafter.

With eyes closed, you were bracing yourself for the possible impact, and in those moments you were wishing you had the power of flight instead of your shadow magic, however, seconds turned into minutes and you still haven’t felt the coldness of the stock room’s tiled floor against your skin. Confused, you opened your eyes.

Wooyoung’s fading red hair, now mostly pink-like, was what welcomed your vision.

You’ve only started to notice that he’s caught you and spared you from your mishap and you’ve only just felt his hand on your waist, when he turns his head, resulting in him having his face in such close proximity with yours.

You were at a loss for words, only staring at him, your mind a muddled mess, cogs in your head still turning, albeit too slow. Unbeknownst to you, Wooyoung felt the same, but his’ was more of being too struck by your beauty up close.

Eros’ son seemed to recover faster than you though, however, he doesn’t dare move even an inch from you. Instead, your name once again comes out of his mouth.

“Hey, uhm, Y/N, there’s something I’ve been really meaning to tell you…” He starts, but his eyes seem to wander off elsewhere. Anywhere, but you.

And your eyes could be playing tricks at you, but you even noticed his cheeks were dusted with a pink shade.

You don’t even know why you still didn’t move out from his hold and shove him out of your way, you don’t even think you’re fully back to your senses yet as your heart begins to pound loudly inside your chest. It’s like you were stuck under a spell.

“I-” Wooyoung was cut off when a ball rolled off from his side of the shelf and hit his head. This caused the previous whatever kind of air between you two to break and you to finally break away from his gaze and hold.

Wooyoung’s cries of pain served as your background music as your head starts to process everything from your almost fall to Wooyoung’s last words much faster.

You gasped.

“Oh, no, don’t tell me you were gonna go all sappy and confess your love and everything to me…wait, were you?” Panic was evident in your voice.

Wooyoung’s head snaps towards you.

“What?” He asks.

“Earlier, you just said you were going to say something to me.”

Wooyoung takes more than a minute to recover from being hit, and when he does finally understand what you’ve been saying, his shrill voice fills the room.

“Well now that you p-pointed it out, I’m certainly not gonna do it anymore!” Wooyoung says, more like, sulks. The next thing you know he’s already grabbed his box and then he’s out of the stock room, leaving you there, dumbfounded.

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Wooyoung stared at the aimer bow in his hand that he’s been spinning since then. He’s been sitting on the railings of his dorm’s porch, the picturesque sunset in front of him. The dominating orange hue on the horizon is absorbed by his skin, giving it a warm glow.

A sudden burst of wind almost knocks the bow off his hold and then the door to his room opens, revealing Hongjoong, still in his uniform.

At first, Hongjoong says nothing and just sits beside Wooyoung in silence. However the latter knew that the former wouldn't just burst into his private space without any particular reason.

"Spit it out." At that, Hongjoong finally speaks.

"Y/N told me what happened at the stock room."

The spinning of the aimer bow comes to a stop. Wooyoung scoffs.

"If only I could shoot myself with my own arrow just so I can fall in love with someone else, I would've." He says, eyes lingering at the bow which he now holds firmly.

"And why would you do that?"

"Duh, because even if they clearly know I'm head over heels for them, it wouldn't change the fact that this feelings of mine is hopeless. I'm hopeless." Wooyoung sighs. "I should've listened to San when he told me that there's no way I can make a child of darkness fall in love with my antics. Maybe he's right that me and Y/N are just too different for each other."

San, his brother, another son of Eros, but who has inherited more of their father's mischief and desire for physical love, has told him plenty of times that a child of Erebus is simply not fit to be with him, seeing as both of their characteristics were on both ends of the spectrum. Nonetheless, Wooyoung paid his brother no heed. But he's starting to question it all now.

Suddenly, Hongjoong hits him on the head, saying, "Have you never ever heard of opposites attract, you idiot? Plus, quit listening to your brother. He's spewing nonsense."

"Maybe he is, maybe he isn't." Wooyoung replies, then he stands up and goes back inside his room. He plops down on his bed.

"In the end, I'll still be here. Miserable. Leave me to rot, son of Athena."

Hongjoong leaves the porch as well, rolling his eyes at his friend's dramatics. Sometimes, Wooyoung could be really hopeless. Especially when it comes to love. To think that he's the son of the God of Love as well.

"Sure, I'll leave you. But you can never know unless you say it properly to Y/N, Woo." Hongjoong tells him. "One thing I can assure you though is that I've known Y/N since we were kids, and I know it when something's bothering their mind. Give them some time, they might have just been shocked."

At that, Wooyoung quickly sits up.

"What do you mean?" He asks, confused.

"All I can say to you is that you, Jung Wooyoung, have probably been running in Y/N's mind for hours now, and you might want to do something about that. Great, nice chat." Those were Hongjoong's last words before he left Wooyoung swimming in his pool of thoughts.

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Hearts were everywhere. The color pink and red dominated every nook and cranny of their campus - from the field to their respective homerooms.

Everyone graced the hallways with their bright smiles and laughters. Most, holding roses, teddy bears, and even boxes with beautiful ribbons on top. Balloons were tied up almost in every lamp post, poles, and even trees, all of them swaying to the wind's rhythm.

The whole campus looked even brighter and livelier. Except for you, you reckon.

So, that morning, you tried to distance yourself from the funsies and heart stuff, and opted to go and isolate yourself inside the library, which was surprisingly, not really because you saw it coming, empty. Everyone was out for the Hearts Day Program facilitated by the student council, even the librarian was out.

You only shrugged it off.

You spent your time peacefully reading books, until he suddenly came into mind. Even when you know he shouldn't be.

You told Hongjoong about what happened when you were left alone with Wooyoung in the stock room a few days ago. You told him because you wanted advice, or anything really, anything from someone. And Hongjoong's the only one who you can still trust to talk to about things. Ever since that stock room mishap of yours, your heart is oddly beating faster than it ever does every time your thoughts drift to Wooyoung.

Is that even normal?

Hongjoong proposed the idea of you liking his friend but you profusely rejected that idea. Because, how?

How can you go from being annoyed with that person to liking them that quickly?

Besides, you already know Wooyoung fancied you, and you said to yourself that you don't. So, why now?

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You wake up some time after reading a history book and falling asleep. When you raise your head, you're startled to see that you weren't alone at the table. And no, the librarian still hasn't come back to man over the counter.

"Wooyoung…" You say in a hushed voice, because the mentioned male was just sitting in front of you, asleep. His hair covered his eyes mostly and he was letting out small snores.

He looked peaceful just like this. Completely different from his bubbly and loud usual self.

You haven't the slightest idea when exactly he came and you're starting to wonder why he's here with you and not one with the crowds in the campus gymnasium where the party was at.

You didn't want to disturb his sleep and probably sweet dreams but, your stomach was grumbling for food and you can't just leave him here to be confused when he wakes up with you nowhere in sight. You still have a heart despite being a child of the God of Darkness.

"Wooyoung," you start to shake him.

It takes a few more calls of his name and shaking before he finally wake up with a yawn.

He's still out of it for a brief moment before he registers your presence in front of him.

"Y-Y/N!"

"Hi, Wooyoung."

"How long were you awake for?"

"Just woke up actually. I woke you up as well because I have to go." You said, honestly.

"Uh, but…before you go. Can I say something, please? I promise I'll be quick and then I'll be out of your sight." He says this in such a rushed manner that you had no choice but to ignore the calling of food and lend a few minutes of your time to hear what he has to say.

"Thank you." Wooyoung says, smiling.

He starts off hesitant at first, but then he gradually starts to loosen up and then ramblings came spilling out of his mouth. It was midway when you realized he was basically confessing to you.

"I know that you already know, and I know that you don't feel the same but you know what's funny?" Wooyoung pauses, scoffing. "I still can't find it in myself to stop. I still keep thinking about you even though I know that none of me ever, and will ever occupy even a fraction of your mind."

"You do know that…this, is overwhelming to me right now, right?" You ask, smiling awkwardly.

Wooyoung chuckles. "I know, Y/N, I know. But ever since Hongjoong talked me out of my cowardice, I knew I had to be upfront with you about what I'm feeling. No worries though, I came confessing with the thought of just letting it all out and not expecting anything in return." Wooyoung gives you a reassuring smile.

And then there was silence. The only sound you can hear was the loudness of your thoughts, meanwhile on Wooyoung's end, all he can hear was the loud beating of his heart.

"I'm curious though," You speak after a little while, prompting Wooyoung to look at you, full-on attention.

"Yea?"

"You have your bow and arrow, and you can easily make me succumb to your charms and make me go head over heels for you with just one shot, but you didn't," You pause, looking him in the eye. "...why?" You ask.

"Do you see me still carrying my bow and arrow, Y/N? Do you see me still shooting other people around like how my other siblings does? No. You wanna know why? Because I believe love is something that should come naturally. Love shouldn't be forced as it ruins how we see things for what they truly are. Love should be all about falling into something that eventually forms into something beautiful. Which is why I can't force you to have feelings for me when you clearly don't. That's not falling in love, Y/N, that's torture, that's me depriving you of your own feelings and happiness. And that's not what I want."

You sat there speechless. Wooyoung's words were so vivid that it struck you. This was a different side of him, and you figured there's really more to him than meets the eye, more to him than what he lets on and lets people view him as.

Everything is overwhelming you indeed.

But one thought remained clear, reaching out to you the most.

Wooyoung was about to say his goodbyes and stand up when you suddenly spoke.

"I- ever since that stock room incident, I…my heart kept beating fast and for some reason I don't know, or maybe I do, but just wouldn't want to admit to myself, my head was filled with you…" You ramble on.

"Hongjoong was telling the truth then?" You hear Wooyoung mutter to himself, which you didn't quite hear clearly. When you asked him what it was, he simply shrugged it off. And so, you continued.

"I didn't like to admit it because I always thought that I wasn't capable of loving someone and nor did I believe that I was able to make someone love me for who I am-"

"Y/N, I-" You cut Wooyoung off, telling him to let you finish first or you'll lose your words and the courage you've been building up inside.

"But here you are, proving me wrong and every reason or excuse that I can and will probably come up with. And so, Jung Wooyoung, son of Eros, if I asked you to teach me, child of Erebus, how to love, would you? Because��I might, for real, just fall for you."

[theoteotheodore]

So, I started the mortal instruments a little while ago and oMFG ITS BEEN AN EMOTIONAL ROLLERCOASTER! I will be ranting so if you haven’t read up to the last book ya should probably scroll because I’m gonna be talking about the fifth and the last book, possibly earlier as well. I also am only half way through the last book so please don’t spoil. Oh, and there is cursing so scroll if you don’t wanna read that.

So, I very much ship Magnus and Alec. With my whole being. It’s kinda an obsession. And when the scene in the second(I think) book when Clary makes the love rune and Alec looks back and forth between her and Magnus I swear, I internally was dying from happiness. And then in that same book when they “come out” I started pterodactyl screeching with joy. So now every time I read even one of their names my autism just takes control and I start squealing and kicking my feet like a middle school girl who just get a text from her crush. And so when, in the fifth book, Alec starts talking to Camille and she says she can take Magnus’s immortality away I literally shut it and told my friend “I’m done. I can’t do this anymore.” Obviously, I did start reading again later on. The next time I had an angry moment at them was when Alec was asking Camille for relationship advice. Like, bro, Magnus loves you the way you are, you iDIOT. Tbh, the entire thing with Camille and Alec talking mad me furious. Then, on a completely different subject, is when Clary fucking bETRAYED JACE AND TOLD SEBASTIAN. Like wHAT?!?!?! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU LOVING HIM?! YES, YOU DID IT BECAUSE HE WAS GOING TO GET HIMSELF KILLED but sTILL! I literally threw my book across the room. Clary stabbing Jace through also didn’t fucking help. But when Magnus broke up with Alec I actually started crying. No joke, I was sobbing. In the next book, when Alec is texting Magnus I swear, that was Clary and I was Jace(I know I just ranted about it but idrc). Then when Jace was talking to Magnus and Jace said what Magnus said back at him, omg i dIED. Plus the description of Magnus’s condition without Alec in his life 😭 I kid you not, when Alec saw Magnus healing Clary and start I started squealing then I kept reading and he walked away I slammed the book onto the ground immediately. Cause, you know, how else do you respond to something like that when you’re a bookworm? And going back into the story a bit, when Magnus was worried about Alec when Jace came over to his house- grrrrrrrr, I love him and hate him so much. Fast forwarding a little ways to when he and Catrina were talking and he said that he’s never felt this way about anyone else before I was on the brink of tears. Now, back to before I started jumping around. When Alec is supppeeerrrr worried about Magnus after he goes missing asryjhgdytdsjh- Oh! Jumping back again! Books back! When they’re at the ship and Alec falls off I remember thinking, Magnus is going to cry and want him back because I had thought Alec had died. But reality was better. Magnus saved him and Alec and him got even closer. Now, back to the time the Endarkened were first endarkened and Magnus almost dies. I almost cried at first but then Alec being Alec helped and just aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, atjfcihbvutesvkjhvhjfcutfxthd!!!! But Magnus sTILL broke up with him ☹️ Where I’m currently at in the sixth book is right after Alec killed Meliorn and oMG. QUEEN, SLAAAAYY! KILL LITERALLY ANYONE WHO STANDS IN THE WAY OF YOU AND YOUR LOVE YOU ACTUAL FUCKING GODESS!!! But yeah, that’s as far as I am. My friend is a bitch, though, and spoiled shit for me. Including who Magnus’s father is. I no longer let them touch any of my books. Ever.

Anyway, if you’ve read thus far, thank you so much! Have an amazing day or night or whatever time if is for you! Happy reading! 😁

[goddevouringserpent]

OC tag game

yoinking an open tag from @arendaes to talk about my Rogue Trader MC Crescentia, the Machiavellian nightmare woman that has been haunting my every thought

I don't have any art of her yet and I can't seem to get her right with any picrews so. no image for now. maybe I'll edit this and add the drawing I'm working on when I finish it

GENERAL

Name: Crescentia von Valancius Massimo af Scarus; previous surname lost to time and indifference

Alias: Rogue Trader, Emperor’s Chosen, Bearer of the Sacred Warrant of Trade, Shadowless Sun, Giver of Life, Scourge of Heretics, Cleanser of Janus, and so on and so forth ad nauseam

Gender: cis woman…? she’s never given her gender much thought. (a modern AU might see her playing around with that some more, but as things stand in canon, she’s kind of the equivalent of that “im probably nonbinary but i have a job so idrc about that rn” tweet. except, like. “im probably genderfucky but i am fucking under attack at all times forever so idrc about that rn” I guess.)

Age: 34

Spoken Language: Low Gothic, smatterings of other languages such as High Gothic and apparently Wulfen? she’s got a talent for pulling random knowledges & bits of trivia out of her sleeve, so.

Sexual Orientation: biromantic + demi-bisexual

Occupation: Sanctioned Psyker (might have become an Astropath if things had gone over differently—her telepathy is scary strong), Officer, Grand Strategist, Rogue Trader

FAVOURITE…

Colour: tie between royal purple and cobalt blue

Entertainment: books—so much so that I’d say Crescentia joins the “book club” Cassia and Heinrix have got going on—especially if they’re non-fiction. live music performances, after becoming Rogue Trader. also, and although I’m not sure if this counts as entertainment, per se: attending religious services, even if she has a complicated relationship with the Emperor and her own faith (or… complicated from the outside looking in, anyway, she doesn’t really notice the nuances of it).  

Pastime: regicide… as in the chess-like board game, not as in killing kings LOL. collecting anything she deems interesting or valuable, bonus points if it’s artwork or jewelry. looooooong baths.

Food: any fruit; pastries of all kinds—both sweet and salty—as long as they’re light

Drink: dammassine (“an alcoholic beverage, that has a sweet herbal taste with a hint of almond”, quoth Warhammer Lexicanum because I don’t know enough about this setting to be able to answer this question with anything other than “amasec” LOL)

HAVE THEY…

Passed University: if going through psyker training at the Scholastica Psykana counts, yes; otherwise, no

Had Sex: yes

Had Sex in Public: no

Got Tattoos: I keep going back and forth on this, but for now, no

Got Piercings: no. she wears an ear cuff with a golden chain sometimes, but it’s one of those cuffs that latches on to the ear, not an earring.

Got Scarred: VERY MUCH SO, both due to backstory events (Shadow of Torment babyyy) & during the game proper. a couple of those she’s covered up with augmetics, but others have just remained as-is, albeit concealed underneath layers and layers of clothing so they’re not visible at first glance.

Had a Broken Heart: not sure, but probably not. she’s hard to get to emotionally.

ARE THEY…

A Cuddler: nope, quite the opposite in fact. she’s pretty touch-averse. there are only a handful of people in the whole galaxy she’d feel comfortable touching in a casual, affectionate manner, such as cuddling—Kibellah (her lover) & Jae (her bestie), plus a special case with Cassia and Abelard where Crescentia would be okay with, say, a casual friendly hug, but she’s not sure whether they would be okay with it. and she’s not about to ask either way, considering she doesn’t really crave touch all that badly anyway.

Scared Easily: not at all

Jealous Easily: oh ABSOLUTELY, she is very very possessive of what she considers “hers” and that possessiveness often manifests as becoming sick with jealousy at the drop of a hat. she hates the idea of whatever Belongs To Her—things, people, power, titles, planets, you name it—being taken from their rightful place (read: from her) and gets NASTY when she feels threatened in that respect

Trustworthy: to a degree…? she’ll keep her word as long as it doesn’t harm her to do so and as long as there isn’t a greater benefit to be found in not keeping her word, so. not really trustworthy. but also you can make yourself valuable enough to her that she’ll become trustworthy because it’s in her best interest to do so…?

FAMILY…

Sibling(s): who knows? who cares? unimportant, surely. (one brother who went on to become a Commissar.)

Parents: father a voidborn, mother a minor noble from an Imperial world who was cast out by her family. they were actually pretty good parents, even if Crescentia’s mother still kept a bit of that noble attitude about her and is part of the reason why Crescentia grew up feeling entitled to a greater lot in life, something more glorious and luxurious than the mediocrity she’d been apportioned. when her psyker powers manifested, they turned her in without complaint, but that was out of, like… self-preservation? and a very deep-set belief that they had to follow orders Or Else. neither of them exteriorised it, but losing their daughter like that gutted them to the point where it almost destroyed their relationship & both of them as people. doesn’t mean Crescentia saw that from their perspective or ever forgave them for it, mind you. she has never EVER come to terms with that bitterness that’s got a chokehold on her. she just adjusted her personality & her expectations accordingly and became much, much more cold and calculating than she already was.

so. you know. the love was there. it didn’t change anything. it might’ve made matters worse. but it was there.

Children: No… mos

Pets: none. she might want one, but she is not very good at taking care of. Anything.

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as is always the case with my OC ramblings, if you read all of that you can summon me for difficult battles .

also open tagging anyone who'd like to give this a go, & please feel free to mention me in the post because I always love to read everyone's OC thoughts :3

[choshasan]

Help?

I'm looking for a good hoodie...

Like 3 years ago-ish(?), I bought a hoodie of a guy that used to be my favourite Vtuber,

It's really high quality and comfortable,

My problem is...

I don't really watch, or like that Vtuber much anymore...

His content's changed a lot over time, imo, and he openly hung/hangs out with a Vtuber who's a known pedophile, and extremely problematic person, having done things like queerbating, bullying, and more... which makes me really uncomfortable watching my (ex)fav vtuber, because it just makes me question what kind of person he is behind the avatar, if he's willing to hang out with someone who's known for being problematic as fuck...

(Sidenote, also sad because one of my current fav vtubers whom I really love, also has streamed, and seems to maintain a good/friendly relationship with that same really problematic vtuber, *though* from what I can find, his last stream with that person was a year ago, meanwhile past fav vtuber's last stream with that person was 10 days ago, and he did a stream with another problematic person the day right after (9 days ago) anyway, back to topic)

This, has lead me to not being super comfortable wearing my hoodie anymore...

I'm lucky to live in a city where people are fairly basic so no one really knows who it is on my hoodie and think it's just a cool anime charactee, and it gets me tones of compliments, but, for myself, I wish to retire this hoodie ASAP... (also the hoodie is fucking falling appart, I have to sew it back together just avout every week, it's my cat's favourite chew toy istg 💀 (not gonna mention any names but I'm sure some may guess; please don't comment or repost with names, I don't want any vtubers to get harrassed for any reason, even if I don't agree with their choice of friends, or even if I believe they belong in jail for being a fucking disgusting pedophile, having publicly acknowledged it and then deleted their post you disgusing fuck— anyway...))

My problem is, I have spent the past, like, 2 years looking for another hoodie that would be similar, in terms of comfort, but I just haven't been able to find one...

Why?

Well, not only am I autistic with a LOT of sensory issues,

I'm also allergic to just about every type of fabric there is other than cotton...

I am EXTREMELY allergic to polyester, and most hoodies I find that I like are made of about 60% to 100% polyester, annnd I recently had a massive outbreak of hives that even my meds & cream couldn't make go away for wearing pants made of 40% polyester for **five minutes**

I can wear 100% cotton things, though most of them tend to feel.. meh... on my skin, and cotton blend, which is generally my prefered type of fabric.

I wish I could share the hoodie of the vtuber so that people who own it and know what it feels like could recommend other similar hoodies, but I don't want to give his identity away as previously mentioned...

I would prefer a black hoodie as it goes with everything, BUT, I really don't mind the color honestly, I could afford to wear more color, only things I really won't wear are Blue, Neon colors and Yellow; they just don't suit me, but truly, any recomendations are apreciated,

I like the inside fabric when it.. sorta looks like a facecloth/washcloth but with shorter "hairs"..? That's... about my best explanation... all I really know is, it's NOT Polar, nor Fleece, nor French Terry, but it has a similar look to those, but it's NOT those...

And I generally like an anime design, but atp Idrc plain does the job too, I can add a design on it myself for all I care...

Price does not matter, but I would really prefer that it does NOT come from the USA, becauseeee, I live in canada and I am NOT paying extra, extra taxes for cross-border shipping, with custom fees, and so on so forth... literally anywhere else in the world is fine..

Anyway, if further specifications are needed, I will be glad to add onto this post or reply to comments so feel free to let me know,

And thank you in advance to anyone who's capable of helping ✨️❤️

tagging a bunch of comunities / things I like in hopes people can recommend potentially hoodies of those things, but again, anything helps❤️✨️

[deltaz-but-they-just-call-me-taz]

It's drama time!

So I get on the bus with the eightish other highschoolers and vape chick starts going off on nickeldude for "stealing her seat again". She goes up to Tman[my awesome bus driver] tellin him to get nickeldude out of said seat. He says there's nothing he can do because we don't have assigned seats and it wouldn't be fair to just kick him out. Pretty reasonable, right? She sits in the seat in front of him and we're off to the middle school. End of altercation.

Or so it seemed.

We get to the middle/elementry school and right when we pull up she attempts to punch nickeldude in the face. Over the seat. Tman comes over and calmly says "this goes one of two ways, either you sit with him or you two work it out"

Should be over, right? Wrong.

Vape chick (keep in mind: she's seventeen) says "I'm going in the building" and leaves the bus. So now everyones like "are we gonna have to wait for her to stop throwing a tantrum or what?' And Tmans like "no we're gettin yall home; her mom can pick her up"

End of story? Never.

As we're leaving the assistant principal and the school police officer come onto the bus. The lady moves nickeldude into bus boy 1 and tibs seat behind me and the whole bus now has assigned seats. And you could tell the lady didn't like this but it was the least complicated choice. Vape chick then struts onto the bus, head held high, face red from crying and clames her seat.

This is the end- sike!

Im not sure what got her started but vape chick was standin up and prolly yellin to her seventh grade friends about how in the right she is idrc and terisa turtle bitch- in the right lane for once- tells her to shut up and sit down cuz no one cares. Vape chick then starts cussin her out and they go back and forth until she sits down.

It only gets worse? You guessed it!

She stands up again and starts goin of at terisa throwin as many insults she could think of callin her names and crap and then, in response to one of terisas' comebacks, says "why don't you come over here and make me sit down" and she goes "maybe i should" and she goes "pull up then" which I learned as of today means "lets throw hands".

Terisa doesn't even hesitate and stands up to plate at which point I attempt to intervene by standing up and repetativly shouting "YALL CHILLCHILLCHILLCHILL-" and Tman can see smts going on and I start waven at him like HELP COME GET THESE STUCK UP SPOILED BRATS and terisa ends up sitting up front. They're looking at the cameras tomorrow to see who cussed who out.

BUT WAIT- nah I'm kidding that's it.

[itsabirbe]

[UPDATED AS OF 28/2/2025 :D]

(Quick note: Rye is a fake name, not my real one. I love my real name and think it suits me but won’t be using it for privacy reasons)

Heyo! :D My names BirbE, or Rye (or Yuri if ur the secret third option) if you need something less username-y, and I have crawled into your Tumblr feed >:}

I have been called many names over the years and like my pronouns the list can only grow :))

On the topic of pronouns, I use them all. I’m genderfluid but like idrc what u use on tumblr bc it’s not like we’re having constant back and forth conversations so chances are you’re correct for some timeframe. I prefer female or gender neutral language (ie: lady, pretty, etc) but don’t really care if you switch it up or call me something else. 

I love a good pronoun recommendation, so if you have anything, feel free to send an ask :D. I also LOVE when people ask me for neos, so if you need some sets PLEASE ask. Or just send an ask for anything!

I’m almost entirely an MCYT blog, with the occasional odd one out. I mostly watch Owengejuicetv, Krowfang, and Apokuna, and the occasional GeminiTay or Oli/TheOrionsound whenever he posts. I do watch other creators tho, depending on the smp.

SPEAKING OF SMP’S, I watched/watch Fable smp, Dream smp/BBH smp, Outsiders smp, the Traffic light series, Rats smp, Pirates smp, the occasional Hermitcraft, Empires smp, Newlife smp, Afterlife smp, Sos smp, and some more I can’t think of right now.

DAYBREAK IS THE EXCEPTION!!! I love daybreak and will talk about it on all my blogs Tumblr daybreakers let me inmnm

I am in fact a minor (<16) so please keep that in mind, and no discriminatory stuff. So, no homophobia, racism, sexism, ableism, things like that. This is a negativity free zone :3

I literally don’t really care for things like shipping and like to remain neutral wherever I can, but again I’m still a minor and while I don’t really care about seeing it, others who follow me might so I won’t be touching that topic on this blog.

I currently only have a few tags:

Silly Straws: the tag for my vigilante Owen fic.

mto!au: Short for Meet The Owens au, my small au/comic strip series in which the Owengejuice characters meet.

Second Chances: my other Owen fic, where outsiders smp Owen gets isekaid and learns to be a better person.

Strawberry Farm Au: my outsiders smp pre-maze peace au where they all become a found family running a strawberry farm and live in peace never going into the maze. There ARE posts for it here, but I’ve moved it all to a separate blog bc the asks take up space.

saved posts: I tag something with this when it’s advice or a link I want to be able to find again so I don’t have to go through my whole blog

Other than that, I’m mostly just here to vibe!

[sl-ut]

i literally asked u guys about thoughts on new obx content from me like 30 secs ago but

i was just thinking about what kind of reader i like best with each of them

for jj i think the whole pogue x kook thing is so so so cute and idc if it makes him sorta ooc (to me, it adds plot bc jj is obv gonna have some issues with his rich bitch early on). they meet while he's working for her parents or at the beach or something? i feel like there would need to be a direct reason for them to interact, he's not about to walk right up to any kook just for fun, and i sure as hell wouldn't be strutting up to him without reason lol.

for john b, i picture him with reader who is (for plot purpose ofc, idrc what ur situations are irl this is just for fun) not a kook, but also not quite a pogue. they don't really say much about it in the show but i imagine there must be some kind of middle class in the obx, like the situation can't just be ur rich or ur poor. reader would be semi-new to obx (i've been thinking this plot up so much like i'll have to elaborate on it later but) and becomes friends with the pogues at some point. reader is very inspired by s1 cassie howard where she's just a certified lovergirl and has frfr daddy issues and doesn't think jb would like her but she's so so so so wrong. like they're really good friends and he has constant heart eyes for her but she just doesn't see them?

for pope i like the vibe of a touron. he has such a poor track record with girls, but then he meets reader during her summer vacation at the boneyard is immediately in love, they have such a cute little summer fling and then both cry when she has to leave? they text and snap all year long and then she comes back the next summer and they're just so sweet and wholesome. maybe she's a little bit edgier than him so they balance each other out and the pogues think its so funny that he seems like a completely different person when she's around.

with kie i can't see her with anyone other than a pogue. i'll be real, her whole "i'm not a cook thing" is just so annoying to me like just accept ur privilege and sit down girl-but anyways, i can't see her interested in dating a kook. maybe they're not really friends, per se, but they run in similar circles and just happen to know each other from afar. they really connect when they both attend the same beach clean up and there's not enough pokey sticks to go around so they decide to share, and kie is so whipped after that. it's not hard to convince her friends to get along with reader, bc they literally already do, and they're v sweet. reader probably hangs out at the wreck during kie's shifts and just loiters so her dad hands her a bucket and makes her bus tables instead of taking advantage of the free refills (and he gives her a cut of the tips). kie is a v stubborn girly so i can see some conflict with these two but since it's my story they usually come to a middle ground where they can.

i'm torn with sarah, bc on one hand, a pogue!reader is so fun bc she could be a sugar mommy to them and sarah would be able to escape from her shitty family, but on the other hand... hear me out. we've seen her with a pogue, and her and jb are great but i have this image of leighton and tatum from the sex lives of college girls where sarah would be so enamoured by a reader who was somehow even kookier than she was, minus tatum being sorta a shitty person. i'm still back and forth between the two, but i'm open to suggestions.

i'm sorry but rafe would not be interested in dating anyone but a kook. he may be down to hook up with some tourons and maybe the occasion pogue, but c'mon guys he literally thinks pogues were made to serve him, so him making one his actual gf is sooooo unlikely and v ooc for him? idk i guess in my head there is some way that you can make him canon!rafe and also more romantic? like he's def vvvvvv toxic no matter what but still.

that is all, lmk what you think :))))

[woahits-transformers]

alright jts issue 13 of rid lfg

MEGATRONNNNN welcome back babe your boyfriend is depressed in space doing space shit. idk literally anythint about megs in idw so far other than hes a fucking skeleton rn but holy shiiiit he got fuuucked up good whatever did happen (ill figure it out eventually rn idrc). Super excited to see him and screamer interact its going to be a doozy. So far already great.

Bee trying to immediately kill megatron, FAIL, and double back on it all and just keep him suffering in prison like??? bro come on now??? you are not acting right in the head???? be an autobot or be a neutral party come on now.

SCREAMER BEING SCARED OF MEGS SMILING? AS HE SHOULD LMAOOO very them thing to do.

Everything going to shit? prowl showing back up already rebuilt and everything? shit threw me off a little. I know he planned to get blown up but his upgrades were a little "hrmmm that seemed a little too planned for just being planned my guy" and I was right i was correct.

HAI BLURR AND ARCEE!!! a welcome surprise!!! I really like blur in g1/the 86 movie so seeing him do stuff is always a treat <3 arcee and blurr's back and forth was fun to read! really excited to see arcee show up more as a true unaligned/middle party bot who is willing to get shit done. Knowing arcee wants to betray prowl all of the way make her showing up a lot more exciting from now on idk her next move but in the end she wants the same thing everyone does: for cybertron to be united and peaceful again. Shes a different take than everyone else so far with that stance, and my god everyone has a different stance

I have said nothing about metalhawk so far and uh. i plan to continue to do so idrgaf about what hes doing or his ideals :/ he could get shot by megatron and i would continue to not care.

everything else i thought was in my prev post ^_^

[iwasnevrrhere]

Idrc abt there being a new yr rn

I don’t understand why what I’m saying isn’t being understood

My cat is holed up in A ROOM, W TWO PPL, and for some reason this nigga is acting like he can’t comprehend why my cat is acting erratic.

HE HAS NO SPACE…cats are free animals. Ofc he’s gonna have outbursts of the zoomies…all cats do.

But as far is the pissing stuff…my cat has been in this house/room since he was born. This is HIS domaine.

So when new things is being bought into HIS space, ofc he’s gonna be curious. Then he’s gonna decide how he wants to go abt it. And if you come in here smelling like FOUR other cats, he’s gonna get territorial. And how do cats assert dominance…they piss on stuff. And that’s exactly what’s going on.

And he can’t seem to understand that.

But I do…and instead of blowing up and saying fuck everything and EVERYBODY gotta go; I’m trying my best to fix the issue.

By putting all of our clothes in the closet…WHICH BTW, HE DONT LIVE W ME. And for some reason he keeps ignoring that and acting like he lives w me and my family.

You’re just staying the night…every night.

And he makes it seem like he’s doing US a favor by being here. When I’m reality, the help is greatly appreciated, but wether he’s here or not, it’s doesn’t make a difference, bc my family was gon figure out a way to get the bby back and forth to school either way, bc as a PARENT, that THEIR responsibility, NOT his.

And my parents wouldn’t even put that on him…a stranger. He’s my bf, NOT my husband. So he’s not even considered to be family…he’s a plus 1🤷🏾‍♀️

Like, I’m not abt to moving like a wife when I ain’t one🤷🏾‍♀️

I’m doing what I can as a gf.

Then he gon say how if he goes back home, we’re just gonna be bc and gf…like, AINT THAT WHAT WE IS ALREADY?????

I’m not saying I’m not taking him serious, but it ain’t THAT serious…and there’s reasons for that.

[saetoru]

hi i’ve seen exactly what some of you are sending in my inbox and at this point i don’t rly care anymore nor do i want to hear about it or see about it

i’ve been working on kinktober for months now—and id like to enjoy it without caring about other things. i can’t control what other people do but i can control my own writing so i’m just gonna write my lil kinktober and have my fun and hopefully maybe you will all enjoy the works too !!

[arcgayne]

my reasoning:

(these rankings are based on multiple criteria, such as relatability, hotness, relevance, how interesting they are as a character, and so on and so forth).

1) Jinx: she’s literally me. so silly and mentally unstable. needs therapy so bad and it shows. i fucking love her. please get help queen

2) Ekko: literally has never done anything wrong ever. moral compass strong as fuck. bonus points for looking cool. he’s also literally me but jinx wins over him bc she’s more unhinged.

3) Viktor: my fucking beloved. Do I want to be him? Do I want to be with him? Realistically I want neither of these things but unrealistically I need this man in ways even the hexcore couldn’t comprehend.

4) Mel: God I fucking love a powerful smart beautiful woman. AND she has mommy issues? she’s literally perfect. i’m rotating her in my head as we speak

5) Vi: hot tragic lesbian. almost lost points for becoming a cop but then she quit so it’s all good. for now. I have knowledge about what she ends up doing bc of the video game and I am currently choosing to ignore it in favor of the show timeline. Let me dream.

6) Sevika: hot. muscles. vodka aunt. hot. emotionally unavailable. hot. did i mention hot

7) grayson: i think it’s hilarious that she ranks higher than everyone else below her on this list. she literally only gets points for being attractive. especially her voice like ugghhh. what else can i say.

8) sky: perfect angel. so fucking smart and cool. deserves better. i need to know more about her or i will actually explode. hearing her voice made me so happy y’all have no idea

9) powder: baby. deserves the world. only ranks lower bc she doesn’t exactly “exist” anymore or whatever. justice for powder AND jinx 2025

10) caitlyn: hot. but ew cop moment. the fact that her sympathy for zaunites was crushed so easily really annoys me. like girl do you even have principles. ur revenge era would be cool if it wasn’t police brutality like noooo caitlyn pls don’t let a dictator use you to further destabilize your country for her own gain you’re so sexyyy ahaha… idk man it’s complicated. she should quit her job and get a new one. and then get therapy.

11) Jayce: he’s interesting in that he is a good example of a privileged person attempting to make things better by utilizing the system, only to get sucked into said system, becoming part of it and therefore part of the problem. the road to hell is paved with good intentions. his intentions are so good and yet. he is idiot. I hope Ekko and heimydingy are able to lessen his idiocy.

12) ambessa: hooottttttttttt. so fucking hot. goddamn. have y’all SEEN the music video for blood sweat and tears. i’m fucking FERAL. unfortunately for her, looks aren’t everything and she’s the fucking worst so here we are.

13) elora: beautiful powerful wonderful woman. need more of her. what is her life like. have she and mel ever kissed. much to think about here.

14) heimerdinger: he’s annoying and he doesn’t take the much needed time to explain why he makes the decisions he’s making... but he’s also right. which i hate because he’s annoying. but i also like that he’s annoying because it shows the very true fact that ppl who are annoying can in fact be right about things. also his heist with ekko was funny and endearing so he has that going for him. ekko carried tho ngl

15) vander: he’s cool cuz he’s a swag dad. a kind man and a protective guy. all around a great dude tbh. ranks lower because he doesn’t have any particularly interesting character traits to me.

16) finn: he looks cool as fuck but isn’t relevant and is also kind of an annoying brat. which is funny but like also bro. stop.

17) ximena: literally lost some of her fingers to frostbite to protect her baby child kid son. based. i love her.

18) cassandra: milf. the scene with the her and the gun? cool as fuck. ranks lower bc, again, not very relevant. and also dead lol

19) tobias: imma be honest idrc abt tobias at all i just didn’t want to separate him from his wife. he has enough of that in the show LOL

20) claggor: sweet boy. deserved better. i wonder what he would be like now if he’d been able to grow up.

21) silco: morally i hate this guy but he’s also a fascinating character. he’s cool as fuck and a bitch. plus he does eyeball drugs. there are so many fucked up things about this dude i can’t list them all. overall he’s a very well done character and an absolutely fantastic villain. what a piece of work.

22) benzo: just an all around good dude. ranks low bc he’s extremely irrelevant. sorry dude. if this was a morals contest he’d obv be ranked higher, but it’s not, so here we are.

23) jericho: had to look him up LOLLLL thanks for making food for vi i guess. people who make food for other people are the best. that being said he ranks low because, again, irrelevant.

24) mylo: cringe fail asshole. not ranked last bc he was a kid, so i can give him the benefit of the doubt, cuz maybe he would’ve been a better person as an adult… but also he never got to be one so oops lol get ranked low loser

25) singed: brother euughhh. i like drugs too but not THAT much. maybe give this man some backstory and i’ll care about him. as it stands rn idgaf about this guy. i rebuke thee, get AWAY

26) marcus: fucking piece of shit rat. fuck this guy. selfish coward and i hate him forever. die

Here's a fun little sorter I put together for Arcane characters! Reblog with your list!

Let the sorting commence!

[moremaybank]

threesome fic with jj and rafe? reader has been going out with rafe (non exclusively) but he finds out that she's friends with benefits with jj? idrc about the plot <3

A TASTE OF BOTH WORLDS — r.c & j.m

pairings jj maybank x reader, rafe cameron x reader

summary jj and rafe both find out that you've been seeing the other behind their backs. what are they supposed to do now?

warnings 18+, unprotected sex, oral (m. & f. receiving), double penetration (am i horrible? maybe. do i care? HA! hell no.), overstimulation

author’s note she's long, so prepare yourself LOL. also, first time writing a threesome fic so please don't judge me😭

jj masterlist // rafe masterlist

"so, were you ever gonna tell me that you've been fucking maybank?"

your eyes went wide, and you were in utter shock. did rafe really say what you think he said? or were you just imagining things?

"rafe, i—"

"save it, princess," he said, his hand coming up to stroke your cheek. he peered down at you, but you failed to read the look on his face. you couldn't decipher whether he was angry or intrigued, but you were nervous all the same. you never planned on rafe finding out about your relationship with jj. but now that you knew he was aware of it, you had no idea what to expect.

"come with me," rafe spoke, pulling you up the stairs of his house as he made the way to his bedroom.

"rafe, what's going on?" you asked as he shoved you gently into his room. as soon as you were inside, your eyes found jj, who was lying on the bed waiting expectantly for you.

"hey, pretty girl," he smirked, getting up from his spot on rafe's bed and approaching you. when he reached you, his hand moved your hair from over your shoulder to rest against your back. you turned back around to face rafe. the confusion on your face made him laugh as he came to cup your face in one of his hands.

"i know it's hard for you to choose, baby. you want a taste of both worlds," rafe spoke, "and now you can have it. and i mean, really have it."

"yeah, princess. had i known you wanted the both of us, maybe i would've sent rafe that video we made a while back, given him a little sneak peek into all that he's been missing," jj added, his hand smoothing down your back to grope your ample ass.

you looked back and forth between both of the boys, both of whom could force you into a puddle with just a few filthy words in your ear. your facial expression read petrified but with a hint of intrigue. to be completely honest, you weren't sure what to expect. you were well aware of how they could both make you feel individually speaking, but together? what were you really in for?

"aw. don't be scared, baby. we're gonna make you feel so good, i promise," rafe spoke. his hand fiddled with the hem of your shirt, and jj's fingers tugged at the waistband of your jeans. "you gonna strip for us? or do we have to rip your clothes off you?"

you hesitated slightly, not due to fear but due to nerves, before you pulled your shirt over your head and cast it onto the floor. your jeans were next, and you undid the button, unzipping the tight denim and drawing each of your legs out of them. you were now standing in between both boys, body clad in black, lacy lingerie as you pondered on what they were about to do to you.

"get on the bed, baby. what are you waiting for?" jj instructed, eyes trailing over your breasts that were practically bulging out of your bra.

you obeyed when you looked over at rafe, and he nodded, giving you permission to do so. you sauntered over to the bed timidly. you took a seat on the plush mattress, awaiting your next instruction.

"lay on your back. make sure your head is hanging off the mattress," rafe added as he began to strip off his clothing. jj followed rafe's actions, removing his own clothes, including his signature 'coors' muscle tee and camouflage shorts.

you flipped onto your back with your head far past the mattress, doing as rafe ordered you to. your eyes came into contact with both of their abundant cocks, the two of them standing up firmly, angry and red as pre-cum leaked out of them. you wanted nothing more than to taste them both so badly that you salivated at the thought of the salty warmth of their releases.

rafe made his way over to you, peering down into your eyes. "you wanna taste my cock, baby? i can see it in your eyes. such a pretty little slut, getting off on the thought of me fucking your throat raw, huh? isn't that right?"

you nodded in response your words seeming to die on your tongue. however, that failed to be enough for the cameron boy. so, he grabbed your upside-down face as best as he could to keep your eyes locked on him. "tell me, sweetheart. i wanna hear you say it. tell me you want me to fuck your face."

you gulped but obliged his wishes nonetheless. "yes, daddy. want you to destroy my throat and coat it with your come."

"oh yeah? and what about me, beautiful? what do you want me to do for you?" jj questioned. "want me to eat that sweet pussy of yours? i know how you love to cream on my tongue. you showed me just how much you craved it when you came yesterday. four times, in fact."

jj climbed onto the bed, sitting in between your already spread legs. he spat onto his fingers before they dragged upward from your entrance to your clit. he spread his saliva over your clit, circling it gently a few times to warm you up. he blew onto your core, the cold air sending a shiver through your body as your hips jerked up in need of attention. you hummed weakly, pulling your head upward to look down at the blonde.

"is that so, baby? you came for him four times? that mean you're gonna double it for me today?" rafe added.

you looked back up at the cameron boy, eyes wide once again. "gonna come as many times as you both want me to. i'm gonna be such a good girl, make you both so happy."

even without them really touching you, you knew you were going to be exhausted by the night's end. however, you couldn't bring yourself to care. all you wanted was for both boys to fill you up and make you cry in the best way possible. and you better believe that that was exactly what they planned on doing.

"you make me so proud, baby girl," rafe said. "now, open wide and get ready for me. if you're good, maybank will devour that perfect, tight little pussy. make me feel good, and he'll make you feel good. deal?"

"yes, daddy. i'll make you both proud. i promise."

you hung your head off the mattress once again, mouth wide open as you waited for rafe. he moved closer to you, spitting onto his cock and jerking it a few times. he brought his length to your lips, sliding down your throat as he filled your mouth completely. rafe threw his head back as he bottomed out, and you savoured the pleasure-filled groan that escaped his lips.

"shit, pretty girl. you know how goddamn sexy you look with your mouth full?" jj asked, peering at you from his place between your thighs. "i'd be lying if i said i wasn't jealous."

"you'll get your chance, maybank. stick to your job."

rafe began to thrust into your mouth quite harshly, as the tip of his cock nudged the back of your throat over and over. you were mumbling incoherent noises around him, sending vibrating sensations to his cock and throughout his entire body as you pleased him.

"oh, fuck. just like that, princess. always so damn good for me," he rasped, looking down at you as he grabbed a hold of your face in his hands. he kept you still, using you in the best way possible. "why don't you go ahead, maybank? make her whimper around me."

"don't mind if i do," jj obliged. he spread your cunt apart with his thumbs, watching as your slick grew more and more abundant. "look at that," jj cooed, "i knew you were filthy, baby girl, but look how fucking soaked you are. you love your face being stuffed with his cock, don't you? so fucking full with him down your damn throat, i bet you can feel him in your lungs."

he brought his face down to your cunt, finally allowing himself to taste you. his tongue darted out, probing your entrance. your sweetness coated the tip of his tongue, and he groaned in satisfaction, "always so goddamn sweet. like candy."

jj dragged his tongue up through your folds just as he did earlier with his fingers and wrapped his lips around your clit. he sucked at it gently, bringing your bundle of nerves into his mouth completely, and swirled his tongue around it, flicking in every which way. you subconsciously ground your hips further into his face at the impact as you continued to let rafe fuck your face, instantly craving more contact. luckily for you, jj obeyed your silent command and slurped at it harshly, causing a muffled yelp to erupt through your filled mouth.

as jj continued his motions, both yours and rafe's moans of pleasure filled the large room, your voices vibrating off the walls as the warmth spread through your bodies.

you would almost be ashamed if you had to admit it, but you were already close to reaching your high. between rafe stuffing your mouth full and jj lapping at your clit like it was his last meal, your mind and body failed to focus on anything else. you were completely surrounded, and even though you were timid earlier on, you couldn't think of being anywhere else or doing anything else.

you brought one of your hands to caress rafe's balls, taking note with your eyes of how they were begging for even a sliver of the attention his cock was getting. you massaged them, feeling rafe's hips begin to stutter due to the contact as he let out an unsuspecting groan.

"shit, baby. i'm getting close. how's our girl doing, maybank? she close yet?" rafe questioned with the sexiest rasp in his voice.

jj released your clit from his mouth momentarily to answer. "i don't know, cameron. let's see," he spoke, bringing his index and middle fingers to your entrance and shoving them inside. his lips wrapped around your sensitive bundle of nerves, circling it with his strong tongue. you instantly clamped down on his fingers as if you were trying to make sure that they couldn't escape.

"she's close," jj confirmed. "should we give it to her? or make her wait?"

rafe's eyes locked on your pleading ones once again, and he couldn't help himself. you were behaving, being such a good fucking girl for the both of them. he couldn't deny you, not with that look on your face. "give it to her. she deserves it, don't you think? letting me fuck her throat raw while you eat her out."

jj nodded, drinking in the sight of you. your back was arched off the mattress as his digits stroked against your g-spot. your nipples were hard, poking up toward the ceiling. tears were flowing out of your eyes as rafe picked up the pace, and mascara was staining your cheeks and up toward your temples due to the position you were in. you were a fucking sight. and you deserved everything you were going to get.

"shit. i'm gonna come, baby," rafe gritted through his teeth. "make her come, jj. want us to come at the same time."

your muffled moans got higher in pitch, and jj brought his face down to your core. his teeth grazed over your clit, and you unravelled. the heat from the pit of your core spread throughout your limbs, and your squeal went straight to rafe's cock, bringing him to his orgasm as well. he shot the hot ropes of his release inside your throat, and you tasted the savoury saltiness as he slid out of your mouth.

with your mouth empty, you gasped for air as your chest heaved, lungs begging for air. your body went limp, and jj drew his fingers out of you.

"come here, baby," jj said, using his free hand to guide your head upward. "see how fucking good you taste."

he stuffed his digits into your mouth, letting your tongue swirl around your come that coated his fingers. you closed your eyes as you hummed at the taste of yourself. you smiled as best you could, eyes opening to look up at jj with the most innocent look on your face.

it drove him wild.

"i'm gonna fuck your pussy until you're sore, pretty girl," jj cooed, stroking your hair.

"then that means i get to claim this tight little ass of yours. isn't that right, baby?"

you nodded dutifully at both boys. they were both so gorgeous. so strong and carved by the greek gods, it seemed, and you wondered if you even had the power to deny their wishes. but the answer was clear; you couldn't. not even if it took all your strength.

"you gonna ride me, baby girl? can you do that for me?" jj asked.

you nodded once again, "yes, daddy. will you come inside me?"

"you don't even have to ask."

jj laid flat on his back with his head propped up on a pillow as you came to straddle him. with both your legs on either side of his torso. you grabbed his dick firmly and guided it toward your drenched pussy. the tip nudged your entrance, and you sighed in contentment as you eased it inside of you. you felt achingly full, yet you still yearned for more.

carefully, you leaned forward as your nipples dragged along jj's abs and chest, and you began to ride him. you rolled your hips, feeling his cock fill you to the brim each time you sank down on him. with each push and pull, you felt your legs becoming more and more like jelly as his length stroked against the sweet spot inside of you.

"oh, fuck. maybe it's because cameron is watching us right now with the most jealous look i've ever seen, but you feel so fucking good, baby. better than ever before," jj groaned, his hands dragging up your stomach and chest until they found your breasts. they squeezed at them, his thumbs circling your nipples and watching as they perked up at the attention again.

"i'm the furthest thing from jealous, maybank. you wanna know why?" rafe questioned, sliding behind you in between jj's legs. "'cause i'm gonna be the first one to make this ass sore."

rafe gripped his cock, spitting down onto it as he did before and jerking it to lube it up. his hands grabbed your hips, halting your rocking motions. "stay still, baby. let me fill you up even more."

you obliged, and you gasped harshly as rafe pushed into your puckered hole slowly. it was as if your lungs stopped working as he slid into you, both holes now permeated beyond anything you'd ever felt before. sure, you and jj had experimented in the past with a single digit plunged into you or one of the sex toys you owned. but both boys, as well-endowed as they both were, filling you at the same time? there was nothing like it.

"shit, you're squeezing me so damn tight. my dick can barely breathe, baby," rafe groaned. "can we fuck you, pretty girl?"

you didn't even have to think about your response. you, as well as jj and rafe, all knew what the answer was.

a stone-cold yes.

you leaned forward, your arms caging around jj as he began to fuck up into you. his cock started to massage your g-spot. you whimpered, your sounds growing louder when rafe began to move as well.

they were both so different, and so were their movements.

jj fucked you hard and deep, his pace quickening as he felt your walls begin to squeeze him. his fingers dug into your hips as he gripped them harshly, keeping you where he wanted as he started to wreck your pussy. his movements never faltered, only coming back stronger and harder as your slick drenched him.

"that's it, baby. take it."

rafe, on the other hand, rocked into you slowly but equally as deeply as jj. it was as if the boy was testing himself, seeing how far he could go until he felt the need to wreck you beyond repair.

"shit. you're so deep, both of you. can't fucking breathe," you whined. body going limp against jj's chest as his arms wrapped around you and kept you in place as he fucked you. "yes, yes, yes. fuck."

one of your hands found rafe's arm from behind you, holding on so tightly that your nails left behind indents in his skin.

"show us how bad you wanna come, baby. be our good girl. promise we'll leave you leaking with our seed if you do just as we say," rafe commanded harshly, beginning to fuck you harder.

both boys were making a complete fuck-doll out of you at this point, and you couldn't think of any better way to be used. you thrived off of pleasing them individually. but making them both proud? it was simply too much to bear.

"rub your clit, baby. cream all over my cock, and we'll give it to you," jj instructed.

it was more than difficult to catch your breath, let alone bring yourself to your second high, but you listened. your fingers rubbed mercilessly at your bundle of nerves. the pleasure was becoming far too much to register, but still, you felt as though you needed more. you flicked and flicked, feeling that familiar coil in your belly tighten, and soon enough, it snapped.

you let out the loudest cry the two of them ever heard as the tears poured down your face, so loud that the pogues probably heard it all the way from the cut. you couldn't help it, though. pleasure was practically hitting you all over the place at this point, overwhelming you so much that you had no clue what to do with it all.

"shit. i'm gonna come, pretty girl, cameron and i are gonna fill you up nice and good. you'll be leaving a trail of us everywhere you go," jj grunted as he finally reached his high. rafe wasn't far behind him, releasing into you as he felt you coming from the inside. he unravelled as well, and both boys were shooting their come inside of you. they rode out their orgasms, using you and filling you just as they promised they would.

once you all came down, the two boys eased out of you, and you whimpered as you felt the loss of them inside both of your entrances. jj used his thumbs to wipe your tears away, "i know, baby. felt so good, didn't it?"

"we're so proud of you, y'know that? so pretty when you're stuffed in every hole. maybe next time, we'll ask a third to join us. he can fuck your face while maybank and i destroy you from both ends. how's that sound?"

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