#< for anyone who wants to avoid 😇

[faunandfloraas]

okay i'm glad to see you bring up the teasing of seungmin bc it was also rubbing me the wrong way but i didn't know if i was just being sensitive or what. obvs we don't know what goes on behind the scenes and obviously they all care about each other and tease each other as friends but when time after time the joke targeted towards seungmin is "we don't like him and he doesn't understand things" it's like. hm. it starts to feel mean spirited!!

sorry for the rant i guess i didn't realize how bad this was annoying me lmao

Yeah, tbf I think it's just one of those things where even if Seungmin is 100% unbothered by it, and the guys dont mean anything by it, its still fine and understandable for people who have ever been on the end of jokes like that- whether in your own friend groups or at school, at work, etc. to not really enjoy it.... So I don't think you're being sensitive! But also I did question even making my post last night for the same reason.

The jokes are also just not funny 90% of the time lately which makes it more egregious bc seeing any joke get beaten into the earth gets old eventually- like they do make jokes at his expense sometimes that /are/ funny, so I'm not saying they cant ever do that, it's just that the minute the jokes arent funny, well then its awkward at best or actively uncomfortable at worst so 🤷‍♀️

[pretty-little-mind33]

James Potter x fem!reader

Summary: James has been persuing you for years and you've never said yes, until now?

Genre: Fluff 😇🎉 (bc i love happiness, ur welcome)

Warnings: misunderstandings, lovesick!James <3

JAMES POTTER MASTERLIST

It's not James's fault he's been head over heels in love with you for longer than he can remember. And it's really not his fault either that he's spent years acting like a complete and utter fool just to have a sliver of your attention. 

Talking the loudest in any room you're in? Easy.

"Accidentally" flying too close to where you're sitting in the Quidditch stands while he's supposed to be playing just so he can flip around obnoxiously? He's done that over three times now. 

So, when he hears you'll be at the Three Broomsticks this evening, it isn't surprising to anyone that he convinces Sirius and Remus to accompany him.

The moment they walk in, their loud demeanor makes everyone turn their heads. It's no secret James, Sirius, and Remus are the handsomest guys in your year — so no one could blame you when you look up too. 

Your friend digs her elbow into your side when James sees you looking and struts to your table. You sit up, taking a long sip of your pumpkin juice as James leans in and crosses his arms.

Sirius and Remus stand behind him, amused. "Ladies," James winks, his eyes focused only on you. "What brings you here on this lovely Friday evening?"

You turn your head, avoiding his gaze with a small smile that makes James lose his mind, "Nothing that concerns you, Potter,"

"Can I buy you a drink?" he asks, unfazed by your bluntness as he motions to your empty glass. 

When you stand, James smoothly moves out of the way and you send him a look behind your shoulder. "Mm, no thanks. But if you want you can walk with me to order my own drink," you joke, not thinking he'll actually want to.

But, if James was a puppy, he'd be your puppy. You have him wrapped around your little pinky and the only person who doesn't see it is you. 

"Gladly," The boy smirks and his arm brushes yours as he walks next to you. You frown a little but don't say anything. You've never minded James's attention, and you know he's been after you for years now, but still you can't wrap your mind around him being serious about it.

In your mind, the attention was always bound to fade with time, and you wouldn't be caught as the fool who'd fallen for it.

However, as you lean against the bar to order another pumpkin juice and you feel James's eyes glued on you, you start to wonder. 

"So, when's the expiration date for this little game?" you ask, looking at him seriously. 

James leans against the bar too and completely turns his body to you. "Hmm? What?" he asks with a smile. He tucks the loose strand of hair from in front of your eyes behind you ear, seemingly proud of himself when he can see you clearly again. 

"This," you point at him, and then throw your arms up dramatically, "Whatever it is that you're doing."

James just smiles. He's not really catching on as his hand slides closer to yours on the bar counter. "What am I doing?" he whispers, leaning in. He has that look in his eyes, the one that makes your stomach flutter. 

You move your hand away from his. You sound exhausted, "All this flirting! Aren't you done yet?" you say it a little loudly and the woman who hands you your drink sends you a glare. Your cheeks heat up and you mumble a small sorry as you slide her your money. 

James catches your other arm before you can turn around and walk away from him. "Hey wait, what do you mean am I done? Do'you want me to be done?" he sound unsure and you can see his confusion on his face. 

Now you're confused. "Are you not planning on being done?" you whisper.

James can't hear you over the loud music and chatter inside so he moves you outside gently and you don't have to time to wonder why you let him.

It's slightly dark but the air is warm and James can hear you now when you ask the question again. He looks you over, still extremely puzzled by the entire situation.

"Wait, done with what?" he asks.

You blink at him. "What?" you feel like you're losing your mind. 

"Am I done with what?" he asks camly and you roll your eyes. 

"Done with flirting with me!" you exclaim, running a hand in your hair, "I- I don't understand, James. Why haven't you moved on? Sure, it was funny for a while but it's been years, even you must find the joke stale by now?"

James mouth opens and closes like some kind of fish and then he stares at you like you have lost your mind. "Joke? What joke?" he says and walks a little closer to you. He sounds even more confused. "Y/n, do you want me to stop flirting with you?"

You bite your lip, "I mean, yes? Because, it's not really funny anymore. I didn't mind it, Potter, but —" you pause and then hold the drink in your hand tighter. "Okay, here. What if I say I like you too? Can we just have a good laugh about it and then it all be over?"

James's frown deepens and he waves his arms in the air. "Wait, you think I'm joking?"

You blink at him again. "You're not?"

James runs a hand through his hair, chuckling in disbelief, "Of course I'm not joking," he walks even closer and you feel his presence as your skin tingles. You look up as he brushes his thumb on your chin and then smiles warmly, "I'd never pursue anyone as a joke. If you said you like me, then I would say thank Merlin and then I would kiss you until you couldn't feel those gorgeous lips of yours," he says it so calmly but you almost drop your drink. 

"Wait, so you actually, no-jokes, like me?" 

"Oh yeah. Why would you think I was making that up?" James moves his thumb to brush over your lips now, a look of adoration in his eyes, "I'm not that committed to my jokes," he teases. 

He pauses to think, "you think a twelve-year-old boy would write you cheesy love notes every class and actually send them if it was a joke? Or likewise, a sixteen-year-old would spend all of 6th year reading every single book you borrowed from the library just in case he had the chance to impress you? Or lose sleep over the way you wear your hair, or know that you change your nail-polish every week but you rotate the same colors since 4th year," James blushes a little at the admission and pauses, "and now I just sound like a creep, don't I?"

You laugh and the sound makes James grin. You hesitate but touch his cheek, tilting your head, "So, you meant every over-the-top gesture and every hilariously stupid pick-up-line?" you ask, "ever since 2nd year?" 

James nods, leaning into your touch. "Mmm yeah, but we can pretend that I was joking about the pick-up-lines that way it's less embarrassing for me," he says sheepishly.

"But I liked your pick up lines," you pout with a smile, your shoulders relaxing. 

James's eyes sparkle, "Yeah? You did?"

You smile at him. "No, but now it's funnier that you were serious about them."

James looks at you and he laughs. He throws his head back with a grin and your chest tightens even more. Has he always been this handsome or have you just never let yourself fully admire him? James looks at you again and his next words almost cause a heart attack. "Merlin, I've never wanted to kiss you as much as I do now," 

Your eyes flicker to his lips unconsciously and you realiz ehow close he is. You're nervous now and James can tell. Gently, he takes the drink in your hand and sets it on the small ledge of the building. It might fall but that's the least of your worries. For now, you need to focus on remembering how to breathe. 

Something must be different in the way you're looking at him because James asks you if he can kiss you. Years and years of flirting and he's never asked you that. 

You don't answer him and just when the silence starts to become awkward you take his cheeks in your hands and pull him towards you. Your lips hit his clumsily and you gasp into his mouth when his arm swoops behind you and he pulls you closer. James kisses you hungrily and you start to wonder why you hadn't done this years earlier.

When James disconnects his lips from yours and looks at you sweetly. "I didn't think you'd say yes," he whispers, "even less that you'd say it like that," his cheeks are tainted pink and your lip-gloss stains his lips. 

"Neither did I," you admit and look away a moment. Goosebumps run across your arms and, because you don't know where to put your hands anymore, you put them in your jacket pockets. You frown and pull out the galleons you'd used to pay for your drink with your left hand. You look back at James and he looks guilty. "What's this?" you ask. 

"I paid for your drink when you weren't looking. I knew you'd most likely say no again but I couldn't resist. I'm sorry," he holds his nape and sways on his feet.

You stare at him, slightly annoyed but also impressed that he'd put the money in your pocket without you noticing. You outsrech your open palm for him to take the money. "You'know, you make it very hard for me not to fall head over heels in love with you, James Potter."

James grins and closes your hand around his. "That the point, love," he says. 

You roll your eyes, realizing if he'd gone behind your back to pay for you he'll never accept your money now. "So, are you gonna ask me out properly or what?"

James smirks, "Are you going to say yes this time?"

You grin, "You'll just have to find out now, won't you? Tenth times the charm?"

"I don't think that's the expression—"

"Just ask me already, you idiot," you giggle.

[princeoftheeternalbog]

SUGGESTIVE GUYS🗣️🗣️🗣️mdni

This is so super inspired by @inseobts

You can find her fic here

But i was thinking about my friend who always slaps my butt as a joke except she does it SUPER hard, like falling to the ground hard. It makes me laugh but it hurts like a mfer every time so:

Strawhats reacting to you slapping their ass (extreme edition)😇

- ✧ -

Luffy

With the amount of force you use and his total oblivious state he ends up flying across the deck, crashing into mast. He finds it funny, so funny in fact he wants to try it :( run away :( He really cheats too because he uses both his stretchy powers and haki💔💔

Zoro

Doesn't react at all. At first.

When he turns to look at you, it's like glimpsing into the nine circles of hell and suddenly you know why he's called the king. Immediate sprint is the only way you're going to survive but he's absolutely chasing after you. If he doesn't catch you he'll save it for later, in fact he'll inflict more on you later just for avoiding immediate retribution.

Sanji

Makes a noise you didn't know he could make. It's somewhere between a choking sound and a squeak before going the brightest shade of red you've ever seen. He turns to question you, nose dripping blood already, but you're already running away in hysterics, leaving him to suffer his newfound interest alone.

Usopp

Instant yowling. And I mean instant.

So much so you immediately start panicking. You know like when you hit your sibling too hard and they cry? It's exactly like that. He loves being coddled by you too so he really drags it out. He doesn't let it go though, do NOT turn your back for the foreseeable future or that 1000lbs hammer is going to give you the lovepat of a lifetime.

Nami

Oh if anyones slapping asses here it's Nami and she is not giving you a turn. Don't even attempt it, it will end poorly for you and everyone in the general vicinity. If you somehow manage to do it then just kiss goodbye to your money, your freedom, your life. She's going to beat your ass (in a super super sexy way). It's going to be a long time before you leave that bedroom.

Robin

She stumbles. Immediate regret forms as you watch her look at you with that creepy little serene smile she does when she's about to traumatise everyone with another fact. You already know whats happening without even turning around and you know if you try to run she'll just restrain you, so you stand there...and let her giant ass hand slap your ass.

Franky

One of the only parts of his body that's still fleshy and you're subjecting it to pain. Unfortunately for you he likes it and you better hope you're not in public because he will let you know VERY loudly. Very much enjoys slapping your ass back and it hurts way worse because he's got a lot more power behind it🥀🥀 But on the plus he'll totally kiss it better.

Brook

The logistics of this are dangerous because you could dislocate his joints very easily. But his slinky frame is so slappable I hear you say, and I raise: PILLOWFIGHT!!! This being your main method of playfighting means you both get very good and become the horror team at any sleepover

The lead up to you hitting his ass involves a lot of pillow smacking and throwing so it's no wonder that the pillow explodes as soon as it touches his beautiful bony behind...leaving you without a pillow weapon. Good luck🫡

Jinbei

It's not a question of retaliation or even reaction, more like did your hand even survive. This man is built okay, he's trained for so many years, you think he hasn't trained those globes?? Think again. His first reaction is to check on your hand because it most definitely hurts you more than it does him but after that its basically like you started his villain arc. By slapping his ass. He gets this sneaky little grin on his face and to be honest he doesn't even run around after you he just waits until you've forgotten all about it then.....BAM!! It echoes, he comes to his senses, he becomes mortified. He will give you a massage as an apology and he lets you sit on his lap while it heals up.

[eternalfics]

Saiki with a reader where he can’t read their mind ?? 😼 maybe reader is a dumbass or somthing and like is always in dangerous situations because OH MY GOD THEY ARE STUPID

saiki with a dumb!reader !!

a/n: okay this time this request was NOT left to rot in the inbox. there actually was a similar request but in this case the reader actually wasn’t dumb. if ur the person who requested it I’m so sorry I put the pictures I just didn’t write anything lol 😇

warnings: uhh boiling water, not going on a crosswalk, tripping idk 😔

as soon as saiki saw you and tried to read your mind, he already knew that you were a dumbass and he didn’t want to talk to you. AT. ALL. saiki thought that you would be like nendo, but as he saw you talking to others, he actually saw you were a nice person! just.. dumb? 😀

you actually went to confess to him at his doorstep, but you tripped and saiki had already opened the door. you quickly stood up and all you had to say were the magic words. 🪄 when you had confessed, you saw that saiki had a slightly red face? meh, maybe that’s just how he is. he was silent for a few seconds, did he not like you back? you even bought him tulips!

he took the tulips and mumbled a little “let’s date,” and he closed the door. did saiki always talk with his mouth? ugh, can’t think about that right now, all you can think about is that he said yes!! you slightly heard some loud squealing from his house, probably his mom. 🙂 you skipped happily back home! before you tripped again..

ever since, saiki has been looking out for you, because you seem too much of a dummy to be alone, and you’re that much of a dummy that you can’t even think? 🤨 so saiki keeps an eye on you all the time.

he likes to keep a first aid in his bags. and when anyone sees it, they think he’s caring and that he’s prepared to help anyone. but really he’s prepared to help you in case you got distracted by a “pretty rock” and tripped. 🫢

sometimes he’s sarcastic with you, but you don’t realise he’s being sarcastic so he just avoids doing that lol. 😭 example:

Scenario:

“kusuo, do you think unicorns poop rainbows?” you randomly ask, a genuine confused look on your face. saiki only sighed and turned to look at you as you both started walking down the hallway. “yes, y/n. because unicorns are totally real,” “right?!” you say excitedly.

when I said that saiki has to keep an eye on you all of the time, HE HAS TO. he can turn away from you while you both are in his kitchen and you are so close to splashing boiling, hot water on your face. 😀 that’s when you absolutely SHOCKED saiki and now he’s traumatised and can’t stop looking away from you whenever you guys are in the kitchen.

you like to video call saiki a lot, so when you are walking down the street with saiki on call he naturally freaks out.

“okay now go on the crosswalk. that’s not the crosswalk, y/n. y/n? Y/N THE CROSSWAL-“

[loveandleases]

Since of course Chris and Jade deserve to be miserable, I initially wanted to break them up, but I've since thought that maybe they could be even more unhappy together.

And thinking of some of the little things that could happen with an Mc who wants kids is so gratifying. Though people have mentioned some of these already, but hey, I just really like them.

Chris seeing mc have the family they've always wanted, but with someone else.

Mc's parents doting on their grandchildren and not paying as much attention to Jade.

The parents asking Chris and Jade when they're getting married and starting a family.

Friends, family and even aquaintances all fawning over their children, talking about how sweet and adorable they are.

And maybe even with the children instinctively disliking Chris and Jade, and being absolute gremlins with them,😈(Cam would be so proud), but with everyone else they're absolute angels.😇 So if they say anything to anyone, nobody believes them, like, "Don't be ridiculous, they would never do something like that." And "They didn't mean to get jelly on your new dress."

And the kids innocently saying little things like, "My parents are soulmates, are you two soulmates?" , "My mommy/daddy says they almost married a bad person, I'm glad they married (other)daddy/mommy.

And just in general being a happy and loving family, while Chris and Jade pretend to be satisfied.

Although my Mc is too gentle and conflict avoident to be purposely vindicative, I think she would still enjoy seeing how these things affect those two. That is, if she even let her children around any of them, which in retrospect, she'll probably cut all contact long before then.

Still some fun what ifs though. Hope you have a good day~

Jade is so used to being at the center of the holiday cards that get sent out from the family, only to be replaced by MC's kid(s). So, Jade ends up just being a footnote on the family card (if MC allows them to be around the grandparents).

Oh, even if Cam is just being his best uncle self, he will support those little angels (gremlins). They would never take Chris' keys and flush them down the toilet. Utter lies! They're good, and would play into Jade/Chris' insecurities. Have a good day/evening/night ~

[nwjws]

who the hell is ni-ki ?! - SIXTEEN

; SYNOPSIS - school sucks. especially when everyone’s avoiding you like the plague - all because you’re the principal’s daughter. so it comes as a surprise when a strip of paper falls out of your locker one day, with a corny pick up line written on it. now you only have one question on your mind: who the hell is nishimura riki?

SIXTEEN …i don’t want you falling for anyone else

— FIFTEEN ; MASTERLIST ; SEVENTEEN

; AUTHOR'S CORNER ! can u tell i hate writing confrontation scenes anyways i've decided to extend this smau bc i realised the get together part was rlly rushed so now we will see more rikiyn pining 😇

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[rhiannonsknife]

THE EMOJI ANON LIST IS GROWING. i am so very proud, both of the good users of tumblr who love your blog as much as i do and of you 🤞🤞 it's been a while but im back with more thoughts, baby

first of all, thank you for indulging in my rhiannon clothes stealer realness. it is real to me, ok?

i am lowkey fixated on what you said about making her get off while she inhales your scent from your underwear... i believe i saw this in a lottie fic i read on here so credit where credit is due but rhiannon sneaking into your room before you're together to steal your underwear and get off? yes please

you're about to head to bed when you notice a rustling from your closet, something that doesn't sound at all like the normal noises of your house. so you go to investigate and who do you see but rhiannon lewis, one hand holding a pair of your panties up to her nose, the other underneath the waistband of her pants.

you probably should be more scared than you are, but you can't deny that you're absolutely dripping for her, and you decide to have some fun. so you watch intently as you make her touch herself, forcing her to admit all the dirty fantasies she thinks about when she sneaks in and gets off with your panties

this thought is making me go insane 😇 pervy!rhiannon save me pervy!rhiannon -🪐

once again, shoutout to @lottiesgrl for the screenshot!! obviously: nsfw content so mdni!!

rhiannon who’s so insanely obsessed with you that she needs to have you in literally every possible way! maybe you haven’t had sex yet (though she wants to. desperately), or perhaps you aren’t even in a relationship yet. but, either way, rhiannon wants you. she wants you so bad it’s driving her madder than she already is…

touching herself to the thought of you does get her off, it’s her go-to fantasy, but -after a while- it’s simply not enough anymore. picturing you with her hands shoved down her panties still turns her on beyond words, but something is missing. she can conjure up dirty images of you all she wants, but it’s no use if she doesn’t know the taste of your arousal, the sounds you’d make when she puts her mouth on you, the scent…

so, with no other options left, she sneaks in the next time she’s made sure you’ve left your place. rhiannon has watched you enough times to know where you keep your spare key so technically it’s not breaking and entering. just entering. and that’s alright, right? it’s tolerable. besides, it’s not like she’s planning on taking anything! she will only do some…exploring. you won’t know that she’s been there at all, rhiannon tells herself, as she quickly unlocks the door to your apartment building and slips inside before anyone can catch her.

once inside, she takes her sweet time exploring your place, not expecting you to be back anytime soon.

she avoids your bedroom, looking at everything else first, and getting embarrassingly wet with her plan in mind and the scent of your perfumes and shampoos filling her nostrils. she feels like a pervert for getting off to these seemingly harmless little things. maybe she is. it’s not like rhiannon cares anymore, being this close to where she’s been wanting to be for the longest time: your bedroom. ideally, with you in it as well. but she’ll settle for whatever she can get, and if that’s being in there all by herself, going through your underwear drawer…then who is rhiannon to complain?

and, because she’s got time, she doesn’t stop there. not when she’s found a used pair, right atop a pile of shed clothes. when she can smell you on the fabric, still wet to the touch. you must’ve changed before leaving the house, she concludes, as she strides through the room until she reaches the bed. rhiannon is already pressing the fabric to her face, inhaling your scent and sighing into the underwear eagerly as she walks.

she’s spread out on your bed before she can reconsider it. sure, she could leave the place, taking the underwear with her. it’s what she should be doing. but your scent has thrown all rational thoughts right out the window, replaced only by the need to get off as soon as possible (preferably in your space. in your bed.)

maybe, rhiannon thinks as she swings her legs over the edge and leans back against your pillows, you’ve touched yourself in this exact place. against these exact same pillows, with your legs spread out on the mattress, your arousal dripping onto the sheets.

just like that, she can’t hold herself back any longer. instantly, without wasting even more time, she puts her hand beneath her skirt. a purposeful outfit choice, with easy access. wandering your place, it turns out, had been the perfect foreplay. rhiannon is soaked, her underwear clinging to her throbbing center. she exhales a shuddered breath -doesn’t trust herself enough to be loud, afraid one of your neighbors could hear- as she presses two fingers against her clit. her other hand still holds your underwear, which she quickly presses against her nose as she breathes in.

the rest of the world fades out altogether when she pushes her fingers inside herself for the first time that day.

when you enter through the front door, you don’t immediately notice that something is off. sure, you’d been certain that you had turned off the lights before leaving, but that alone doesn’t raise any suspicions yet. it’s when you approach the door to your room that you notice the movement.

your first instinct is to flinch. there’s clearly someone in your apartment. the stranger's presence makes you freeze in your tracks. but then, as you stumble backward as slowly as possible, you hear it. the quiet sounds, the stifled sighs, the familiar voice. with your brows furrowed, you walk back towards it all over again.

what you see, through the small gap, confirms your suspicions: there, rhiannon is, kneeling on your bed. she’s got one hand between her thighs, bouncing her weight on her own fingers, whilst the other is clamped over her mouth, both to stifle her noises and to press the fabric of what is unmistakably your underwear against her nose.

you should be scared, you should confront her and ask what she’s doing here and how she got inside. but you’re, honest to god, dripping at the sight in front of you and too busy watching the way she’s riding her hand like her life depends on it. despite her efforts to be ‘quiet’, the bed is creaking under the constant shift of her body and she’s drawing obscene squelching sounds from between her spread thighs.

so, instead of confronting her, you decide to have some fun with her first. she’s the one who owes you a lot of answers, and you’re confident you’ll receive plenty of them when you finally push the door open and make your presence known.

rhiannon’s eyes widen comically when she sees you standing in the doorway. still, she seems too turned on to think; her hand stills and she stops rocking against her fingers, but she doesn’t look like she’s able to withdraw it from underneath her skirt all the way. instead, she sits on it, looking like a deer caught in the headlights.

“i can- i can explain-” she stammers immediately, dropping the panties down from her tight grip.

“can you?” you ask, approaching the bed slowly. rhiannon’s legs tremble and you’re not sure whether it’s arousal or the fact that she’s been caught. either way, you like it,

“i-” she doesn’t get a chance to finish her sentence. you furrow your brows at her as you sit down by her side. the mattress bounces a little under the added weight, forcing rhiannon’s hand to move. she bites her lip and your eyes dart between her legs -more or less voluntarily. she’s dripping to the wrists. this whole scenario must turn her on a lot more than rhiannon would ever verbally admit.

“who said you could stop?”

rhiannon whimpers.

“come on” you encourage, getting a bit more comfortable. you’d be lying if you said the sight in front of you wasn’t turning you on, too. after holding the eye contact for another moment, as if to make sure you’re being serious, rhiannon picks up where she’s left off: she starts rolling her hips against her two fingers that are knuckle deep inside of her.

“how long have you been here?” you ask conversationally.

“a while” rhiannon sighs, head falling back.

“have you done this before? sneaked in and got off with my underwear?”

“no!” she exclaims, though it comes out more like a whine. “no”

“no…?” you can’t help but pout, mockingly, as you pick up the panties from where she’s dropped them, unfolding them and holding them out to her. “you forgot these”

rhiannon glares at you, bewildered but never without moving her hips simultaneously.

“what?” you ask, holding it out to her again. “it’s not like i’m gonna go ahead and sit on your face to give you a taste after you’ve broken in. so if you want a taste…”

she doesn’t have to be told twice. when rhiannon reaches for them and eagerly holds them to her face again, you’re not so sure about whether or not you can actually deprive yourself of letting her eat you out later. you’ll have to reconsider. for now, watching her is enough. you don’t turn your eyes away once as rhiannon bounces on her fingers, nose pressed into your underwear. she’s no longer bothering to be quiet either, her moans echoing through the room with every erratic roll of her hips.

who would’ve thought your sweet rhiannon was such a pervert…? breaking in just for a sniff of you…? she’s looking breathtakingly beautiful, now that she’s rutting against her hand right before you. you’ll have to do something about that, you decide, once she’s made herself cum like this.

for now, you’ll make the most of this opportunity and enjoy the opportunity to watch rhiannon touching herself for you…

[cliophilyra]

Taken

Turns out I had an idea for a second @saltommyweek2024 prompt. This one is for day 2: Celebrity Hall Pass/Getting Hit On/Marked Up - this only includes the second and third of those. Check me out with my two whole prompt week fics tho! 😇

Tommy wraps his arms tighter around the hissing bundle in his arms and carefully backs down the ladder, craning his head back to avoid teeth and claws. At the bottom Sal stands aside as Tommy hands the furious tabby cat to it's owner, a man about ten years younger and a few inches shorter than him with soft dark brown eyes, who gives Tommy the biggest smile as he takes the cat and holds it to his chest.

"Buttons you are a nightmare animal! Oh my god thank you so much," he says. He mutters to the cat again in tones of relieved annoyance. "I don't know how he got up there. I felt like such an idiot calling again for something so stupid but after last time…"

They had attended a minor fire in the same apartment block one night the previous week. Tommy vaguely remembers talking to this guy, helping him, and his cat, out onto the lawn. Luckily it seems the damage wasn't too serious.

Tommy smiles back. "No problem, it's all part of the job."

"So I didn't really get a chance to thank you properly last week," the man says, juggling the cat in his arms to hold out a hand. "I'm Jack…"

"Tommy," Tommy replies. Out of the corner of his eye he can see Sal and Howie packing the ladder away. Sal is not looking in his direction but he can tell by the stiff line of his shoulders that he's listening.

Jack shakes his hand, holding it just a fraction too long, smiling up at him almost shyly. "Hi Tommy. Sooo, I know this is kind of a cliche but…um…would you maybe like to get a drink sometime? With-with me?"

"Kinard! Get your ass back on the truck!" Sal's voice snaps out.

Tommy tries not to laugh for Jack's sake. "Jack, you seem great but I—"

Jack sighs. "Figures. You're clearly way too hot to be available. Ah well I had to try, right?"

"Kinard!"

"Well if you ever want to just have some fun, hit me up ok?"

Tommy laughs. "Uh I—thank you. I—will-- It was—good to see you again. You and Buttons stay safe ok?" He turns and heads back to the truck in record time.

Sal sits across from him and stares. He doesn't say a word the whole way back. Tommy fights to keep a straight face, meeting his gaze evenly, feeling his ears heating up.

"What's up back there?" Gerrard grunts, apparently even he isn't immune to the atmosphere that hangs over them. "Lovers tiff?" he says, laughing to himself.

Once they're back at the firehouse the others head to the shower block. Tommy jumps down from the cab and is immediately ambushed. Sal shoves him back, crowding him against the side of the truck, hands on his chest.

Tommy smirks at him, chest rising and falling heavily. He supposes, if someone was looking down from upstairs this might just look like a fight. As long as they weren't paying much attention.

"What the fuck was that?" Sal hisses, lips close to his ear.

"Pretty sure that was someone hitting on me," Tommy grins, flushing, relishing the flash in Sal's eyes.

"Yeah, I heard that. Didn't hear you say you were taken."

"Why? Am I?" he asks quietly. He's being a shit and he knows it but he can't help it, he loves Sal like this.

Sal presses his lips to his neck, mouthing over his Adam's apple, shoving a hand under his turnout coat and t-shirt to slide over his abs. Tommy shivers and turns his head to give him better access, hissing when he bites at the thick muscle and drags his teeth over his earlobe.

Tommy absolutely fails to stifle the moan that bursts from his throat. If anyone overhears him he knows he's got zero chance of passing this off as anything else, but at this moment he couldn't care less. He's already rock hard under his turnouts.

"I don't know Kinard, are you?" Sal growls, digging thick fingers into his hair, pulling sharply.

Tommy nods. Panting against Sal's neck, grinding down on the thick thigh between his legs.

"Tell me."

"Yes," Tommy gasps, he knows he sounds wrecked already. He feels drunk on the heat of Sal's breath on his skin, on the dark, possessive edge to his voice. On how much he wants him.

"You're mine," Sal says, sliding his hand further up under his uniform, raking blunt nails over his nipple. "Say it." He shoves his thigh harder against Tommy's cock.

Tommy gasps, chasing the friction, pleasure building, driving him closer to the edge. "Yes baby, I'm all yours."

Sal's smile curves against the crook of his neck and he bites down, hard enough that he knows there'll be a mark later. Tommy swears, mouth hanging open. He's so close.

“Please—“

Sal pulls away and looks at him with a smirk, tilting his chin up with a finger. Tommy can hardly see straight, his breath is shallow and ragged. He's pretty sure his hard on must be visible even under the heavy fabric of his turnouts.

"Good boy," Sal smiles and turns away. "To be continued," he calls over his shoulder as he walks off with a grin.

Tommy nearly cries.

[chthonicgodling]

AND NOW, FINALLY WRAPPING UP, AN ELYSIUM DRAMA UPDATE‼️

Ft., FINALLY ALL TOGETHER!!!!: Tory! EeL! & Maci!!

[you are: one • two • three • four • five • six • seven • eight • nine  • ten • eleven • twelve • here • fourteen (the end!) ]

Hey so, you know like when you’re living in a palace run by a couple in a very loud open relationship, who have graciously given you room and board and camaraderie for almost two decades, even tho generally you usually find them SO annoying and clingy that for the most part you tend to avoid getting wrapped up in their whole thing… up until you discover they happen to be able to scratch a VERY particular itch that you uhh, really don’t openly share with ANYONE—

So you bite the bullet & (gleefully, consensually) surrender a great deal of pride & dignity solely for sexual gratification, only to discover it turns out their irritating clinginess is… unexpectedly tolerable when it’s all directed at you within this new dynamic, in fact the attention is nearly addicting, & throughout this on/off endeavor they are SO earnest in a way you’re really not used to, like— they say what they think & when they want you they tell you &, all in all they are very direct in the way that they love ALL-CONSUMINGLY, until by the time they earnestly ask you to have a baby with them, something that usually no one EVER wants, you suddenly realize that you’ve BEEN consumed by that overwhelming warmth of love, and— that’s actually not so bad, in fact all of this is nearly too good to be true, & actually, you kindave feel like you could get used to this, maybe.

Except historically - things that are perfect never remain. And pregnancy makes you go a little crazy. Which is surely going to make them shove you away faster. So to avoid any inevitable heartbreak, you shove them FIRST and disappear except... then lo and behold they FIND you, they’re not even MAD at you, they’re even LOOKING AT YOU THE SAME (that unbelievably earnestly loving way), and though you were certain you’d fucked something up again the way you usually fuck things up, the way you’ve fucked SO many things up, instead INSTEAD you find yourself falling asleep in their clingy annoying arms & realizing that you, of all people, trust them more than you’ve ever trusted anyone in your life—

...We’ve all been there, right?

UMMM 💞THANKS FOR FOLLOWING ALONG THIS SAGA OF INSANITY💞 (& why am i writing prose in the captions of my art posts. well. i guess!)

as mentioned Elysium Drama Updates will continue since Elysium Drama DOES continue, but this concludes THIS canon arc. I hope this has been as fun for you as it’s been for me AND CONTINUES TO BE…. I’m so normal about them!!! AHH I have nothing else to say except I’m MCFUCKIN EXHAUSTED AND DELIGHTED TO BE MOVING ON (but chewing on all of these pages in delight, mind you).

.....also bonus 9th slide bc 😒😇 fight me.

stay tuned for… whatever’s next 🤪 (in fact just… more of them LOL) I have two more related doodles but only tangentially. well! Soon! as always the momentous [hiatus'd] @fenixethekid is responsible for Tory & all orange bubbles - EeL/green and MACI and her CHAOTIC PINK are all me! [UNHINGES MY JAW] AAAHHHHHHHHHHH- anyway truly thank yall for following along if you have been <33 this does not end here, of course.,,, time for me to take a nap tho. EeL too. sob snif

[little-peril-stories]

Blood Garnet - WIP Intro

it's a working title leave me alone

Aka: WIP Wednesday / Vaguely Summarized WIP / I'm Desperately Trying to Get This Dumb Story Out of My System

DISCLAIMER: this stupid story is a silly, self-indulgent mess that would require a lot of hard work to make it, um, fit for human consumption. It was my little brain break between finishing The Queen of Lies and restarting The Court of Rogues. It may not ever get finished. 🤷‍♀️ So, uh, you're forewarned. 😇

OPEN TAG for WIP Wednesday, Vaguely Summarized Plot, or both 😊- there's a lot of nonsense in here so I feel bad subjecting even more people to it 😂

Let's use this cheeky lil post for some recent WIP Wednesday tags: Thank you @kaylinalexanderbooks and @sleepywriter00 for the tags! Posts here and here (same post chain).

Rules: Pick a WIP. Post something about it. On a Wednesday. Or whenever! It can be literally anything! 😊 (It does NOT need to be extra as this😅.)

Mood Board

don't anyone say anything about how there isn't a single gemstone on this mood board

What's It About?

Take a drink every time you see an element Kate's used before in other stories. 😅

Evyn, a schoolteacher, impulsively embarks on a journey in an effort to escape the chokehold of her small village, overbearing uncle, and inevitable (and unwanted) fate as someone’s happy little wife. It’s risky, of course: wild animals roam the woods, and she still doesn’t know the source of the mysterious lights that gleam through the darkness at night. However, she gets more than she bargained for—the forest is not what it seems, nor are those mystical yellow lights.

The Fae, creatures of legend, are real.

And they’re coming for her.

Vaguely Summarized Plot

Also using up another tag here! Thank you @mysticstarlightduck for this one! Posts here and here. The tag is kind of perfect for this seeing as I don't know much of the plot myself, so I have no choice but to be vague. :)

Rules: Summarize your WIP in 15 2-5 word bullet points (as if you were trying to summarize it in 15 seconds). (I didn't stick to the limit at all.)

✨ “So the forest's been kind of glowing lately? And no one but me seems to have noticed? Ok. Coolcoolcool.”

✨ “Get married? Me? Never!” Evyn Edition: Simply Not Interested But I Must Be Lying Because All Women Want to Get Married, Amirite?

✨ “Get married? Me? Never!” Jonathan Edition: Very Not Straight But Try Telling That To My Religious Zealot of a Father

✨ Jealous twin will NOT let his sister win control of their clan like she wins everything else, damn it (footnote 1)

✨ Emo loner who can’t go home (on pain of death) just wants these weird dreams about some random-ass human to please STOP (footnote 2)

✨ “I’m going to pursue independence! In another town! On a time crunch! By walking through the woods! At night! I’m a schoolteacher with no survival experience! This Is A Good Idea!”

✨ Grumpy grandma re: pesky human: What is her deal?

✨ “Hello yes hi I’m the emo loner. I’m unrealistically attractive. I saved you for reasons I won’t explain. But also I don’t talk to humans. Or Fae, really. Or. Like. Anyone. Not often anyway. What’s talking again?”

✨ “So, like, you're kind of hot … but you’re, uh, my enemy?? But I haven't figured that out yet?? And also, do we, like, have weird sexual tension, haha, or is it just me? Hahahaha! … But seriously, do we?”

✨ "Hey I know you have breathing issues or whatever, so you don’t like dusty or dirty or humid places, but … wanna take a shortcut through this super duper cool underground cave system?”

✨ “Haha, what? No?! There’s no reason I’m avoiding this area of the forest! Nope! No reason at all!”

✨ YOU get a betrayal! And YOU get a betrayal! And YOU get a—

✨ “Who is the monster and who is the man?” (footnote 3)

✨ This asylum makes the one in TQOL look like a vacation! (footnote 4)

✨ Sexy villainess gets to emotionally torture one MC and then physically torture another. AND psychologically torture them both! Hell, maybe she’ll even kill one of ’em too! Fun for the whole family!

Footnotes

(1) IT’S NOTHING LIKE ZUKO AND AZULA SHUT UP

(2) IT’S NOTHING LIKE RHYSAND AND FEYRE SHUT UP

(3) IT’S NOTHING LIKE QUASIMODO AND FROLLO SHUT—oh who am I kidding 🎶

(4) Technically the whole asylum thing happened in this story first, like, 2 or 3 years ago. That version just lives in a purple notebook that will never be seen by any eyes but mine. So, really, TQOL stole the asylum setting from BG, not the other way around.

Character Vibes

Evyn, human, orphaned as a child and raised by her aunt and uncle. Now a schoolteacher who sees yellow lights no one else can see.

“My heart cannot be captured. I intend to die an old maid, surrounded by papers and books. Good afternoon!”

Jonathan, human. Evyn's cousin, a clerk. Just truckin' on through a life he finds endlessly tedious and unsatisfying.

“Cecil’s a soggy piece of tree bark in a hat,” he said before he could stop himself.

Ah, Jonathan Garnet. A man who gained a single speck of favour with his impossible-to-please father…and promptly hurled it into the wind.

Dharan, Fae. Exiled from his clan years ago for murdering another Fae.

The Fae leapt up, standing straight and bending his knees as if to run—or perhaps pounce. One hand hovered over the stolen knife on his belt; the other, he extended to her.

He looked away from his foe to meet her gaze, uttering a single word:

“Run.”

Rennith, Fae. Heir to his clan but competing for the title against his twin sister.

He was a man, it seemed, but those eyes bespoke something much more ancient—of man, but not man himself. Silver hair, an impossible shade, framed a face sculpted into sharp angles, as cold and pale as if it were made of ice.

A Fae creature forged in primordial fire, carved from gold, silver, and mother-of-pearl.

For the Whump People Here:

Whumpy Things I've Managed to Squeeze into the First 13,000 words

Humiliation/embarrassment (minor)

Hyperventilation, dyspnea

Angst (minor)

Grabbed in the dark

Abducted

Restrained (but make it magic)

Magically forced to obey commands

Chin grab

Whumpy Things I've Got Planned But Haven't Written

Angst (major)

Stabbed

Various fight-related injuries I won't know till I write them

Betrayed by someone you trust

Drugged/knocked out

Humiliation/embarrassment (major)

Imprisoned

Taunted by the antagonist

More magic restraints (but turn it up to eleven)

Tortured (but make it magic)

Desperation, hitting rock bottom

A death fakeout or two or three

If you made it this far, you deserve a medal. 🥇

[pup-deaddove]

Intro post!!

Dead Dove Do Not Eat

You are responsible for the media you consume!!

Sup my name is Zion. You can call me pup or just Z. I'm trans masc and I use he/they pronouns! I obviously write dead dove things so if you don't like that, please block!

This blog has no specific dni, except to not be involved in any discourse. Though, I will block as I please.

My AO3 is irlpuppyb0y! This is the only AO3 account I have

WHAT DO I WRITE?

Just about anything!

What I do not write are:

scat

Feet

These two mainly because I have no idea how to execute something like that

What I'm iffy about writing:

Gore (I don't mind it but I'm not good at it, feel free to request it tho!!)

FANDOMS:

Pierce The Veil

My Chemical Romance

Panic! At The Disco

Fall Out Boy

Sally Face

Idle hands

Scream (1996)

Black Christmas

Marble Hornets

Creepypasta

Don't have a fandom you like? Have another fandom not on this list? I accept your thoughts/asks anyways! I just won't write for fandoms I'm unfamiliar with. This also applies to things I don't write for! Leave absolutely anything in my inbox!

SIGN-OFFS/ANONS

🫘, 😇,💖,🦷, 🪳, 🌊

MY PERSONAL TAGS

#zionbarks! For drabbles, replying to asks, ect

#zionhowls! For full written fics

#not a dove! for unrelated asks/posts/announcements

#out of range! asks/posts about fandoms not on the list

Also: characters will be tagged by initials (i.e. Gerard Way= gw) with the exception of billy Loomis (byl) to avoid using bl tag

ADDITIONAL NOTES

I don't run on queue! If I'm not posting it's because there's nothing in my inbox!

This post gets updated a lot so feel free to check on it every once and a while!

I will not accept asks for anyone who is a known creep (Jimmy Urine, Dream, etc.) if I post something of the sort, feel free to correct me!

If I reply with a dot (.) or heart (<3) it's not judgy or anything, it's just because I have nothing to comment on and Tumblr wants me to put something to post it

Dms are always open! I'll talk about nearly everything, though I am quite awkward at first, so I apologize

[safedistancefrombeingsmart]

(Original anon who sent the link)

Thanks for handling the ask like that- that’s why I said “not ideal”, because I didn’t want to just come straight out and be explicitly insulting- I was trying to be the better person (than them 😂 ironyyyyy).

The stuff they’re posting on Twitter is awful, but the two people who’re replying are worse imo (unless they’re all the same person 🤣). They’re really vile about Rachel, and are convinced the relationship is fake 🤣 they even posted photos of their house, like even doxing now, what lovely people 😇 🤗 🙄 they also spread conspiracies which are honestly great evening entertainment, I must say. Oh, and if anyone disagrees and says that Martin and Rachel’s relationship is real? YOU’RE ALL TROLLS, HOW DARE YOU! And one of the accounts talks a lot about BC, talking as if they know him personally and that he’s chronically ill.

Seriously, I actually find it concerning, and I wouldn’t be surprised if they sent private messages to Rachel which triggered her to delete some of her Instagram posts and temporarily hide the account 🤔 I think there’s a word for it- “bullies”.

By the way, not sure if you know the answer, but are these people in charge of “Martinfreemangossip” blog, too? Just because that blog is equally full of hate for every partner Martin has had- there’s patterns…

I’m just trying to avoid their accounts wherever I go (be it tumblr, twitter or instagram) because they’re so toxic.

I mean, best to just block them and move on. Must be nice to always talk to the same 2 people who agree with every silly thing you say. 🫠

The gossip account has been inactive for a while. And that's a good thing.

[igotsnothing]

hey, butterfingers! you dropped this... oh? you didn't? details, schmetails 😏

break - Lawrence desire - Sabine failure - Jairo guilt - Henry hide - Sasha nightmare - Nia please 😇

You sly, sly...

Also important to note: you're the best! I mean, you're asking about my pixel children- is there a greater kindness for an obsessive storyteller???

Ok: STORYTIME

Lawrence- break: What would cause your OC to break down completely? What do they look like when that happens? Has anyone ever seen them at their lowest?

The older the vampire, the quirkier- but here's the thing: when it comes to keeping their existential shit together, they do it very well. They've dealt with lifetimes of loss and crap, so they have it DOWN. They'll flip over little stupid stuff but are very good at navigating the life-and-death scenarios. HOWEVER! Being in a relationship with Julian has made Lawrence feel emotions he'd not dealt with for a very long time. He's very aware of his attachment to Julian. He's acutely aware that he's in love with someone mortal and he worries about something bad happening to Julian. The anguish is fierce. Julian has seen Lawrence break down over this and it's heartbreaking. The compromise they reached is that Julian carries a protective amulet with him at all times and they've agreed to revisit the idea of Lawrence turning him or his starting to take a longevity elixir in a couple years.

Sabine-desire: What's one thing your OC wants more than anything in the world? Are they open with that desire? Why or why not? What would they do to fulfill it?

Sabine's desire has always been- without spoiling much- to be independent. She's in a bit of a bind right now and fighting to stand on her own two feet (more to be revealed- plot, not feet...). She thinks of herself as a no-nonsense person and tends to be practical and pragmatic. Working for Hiram has opened her eyes to new experiences and awakened her curiosity. Would she admit that she is experiencing new emotions? That she finds her mind wandering when it comes to Hiram? No. Never. It'll pass, she tells herself.

Jairo-failure: What's your OC's greatest failure? Have they been able to move past it? Does anyone else know about it?

HAHAH! JAIROOOO! Jairo is the kind of person who would try to bake a cake, it would fall apart, and then he would simply serve it as "cake crumble" or something as half-assed and somehow it would be great. If you asked him, he'd tell you that his greatest failure was that he did not manage to convince Mr. Lam to turn Erato Bookstore into a bookstore/petting zoo/crepe cafe.

Everyone else will tell you that Jairo consistently fails at READING THE ROOM.

Henry-guilt: What is your OC guilty about? How do they handle their guilt? Do they try to avoid guilt, or do they accept it?

Henry is honest and straightforward. He's good at articulating his feelings and doesn't usually hold things in. Since his and Lee's move to Tomarang, Henry realized that he did not notice how upset Lee was about uprooting them from San Sequoia, where they had a good life with lots of friends. He thought that because Lee was moving back to Tomarang, and near his family, there would be no qualms. Instead, Lee, who is extremely sensitive, felt insecure and mortified that maybe he'd acted selfishly in wanting to move. Henry felt terrible- and guilty that he hadn't seen the breakdown coming- when Lee opened up about his fears. He accepted the guilt and saw in it a lesson that helped him communicate better with his husband.

Sasha-hide: What does your OC hide? Why do they hide it?

Oh, Sasha... Where do we BEGIN? This boy could be a case study. But...He hides his heart. It's been hurt and broken so much that he has perma-paywalled it more fiercely than some asshole content creators. He can't afford anything to be vulnerable and has rationalized his abrasiveness as a means to survive.

Nia-nightmare: What does your OC have nightmares about? How do they deal with their nightmares? Do they tell people, or keep it to themself?

AAAAAH!!! You remembered NIA!! I love Nia so much! I need to get cracking on Bite Me! so she and Sam can show up more (because they do). Ok, so Nia has been terrified of scary or sad clowns since she was a little kid. Ask Sam about the time they went to SpookyTown on Halloween: Nia screamed more than a D-list actress in a low-budget slasher film anytime a scary clown snuck up on them (but she claimed she was still having fun- go figure). If Nia hasn't been getting enough sleep OR if she overindulges in spicy food late at night, the probability of a clown nightmare skyrockets, and Sam knows they'll be consoling her and rubbing her back later. All their friends know about this because Nia will share the nightmares' outlandish plots with them in these mini-impromptu analytical sessions (Julian especially loves to offer his interpretation of the symbolism behind the imagery, and he and Nia feel oh-so-insightful and smart afterward, while Sam shakes their head in bewilderment)..

[33446699]

Drama:

Idk if anyone else watched this drama or not ,but I am watching "No gain No love " uptil now I really like how this drama is going ,and it's has my favourite female lead Shin Min-a ,I have watched her previous work too ,as far as male lead is concerned ,Kim young-dae ,its his first drama which I am watching

Story is also good ,how she is workaholic and don't like facing any loss😂,I like this ,and the chemistry between make and female lead ,how they constantly bicker, and how the male lead is so calm🤭, other than them ,the abnormal CEO ,it's so funny when he got admitted to the hospital after reading smut and realising that her mother was reading it 😭😂😅,although I felt bad how his mother raised him and how there is so much pressure on him to be a perfect person,just because his Dad is a trash and he cheated on her mother 😮‍💨😐parents shouldn't be like this ,the smut writer ,who is the female lead sister 😆how she constantly avoid answering his friend who is a CEO secretary ( yeah that smut fainting CEO secretary)and she is writing whole novel based on him and that poor secretary friend thinks she is so 😇 innocent that she writes children stories 😭😭😭,the other sister of female lead and her trash cheater boyfriend,god I want her to dump him ,I don't know if she is purposely ignoring any sign that he is cheating or she is so naive ,I feel bad for her 😭😭😑, and now how the female lead and male both are affected by their parents,the female lead , because her mother used to run foster care so she ignored her own daughter and the male lead mother got hard life because she was pretty 😑,and how despite of their differences they connect , the male lead is such a nice guy in drama and handsome too 😅 😭😭,how everyone get impressed by his beauty and aura in drama 😆😂🤭 ,how can I forget the female lead trash ex , God he is so annoying,how he cheated on her ,saying that he loves the girl which he married later and was still drooling over female lead 😬 when she was wearing her wedding dress

[juniperhillpatient]

does anyone wanna know my hater fandom opinion? it’s so bitchy & fr the kind of thing I’d silently but harshly judge someone for else for saying lol

I hate the divorce Zukka meme / concept whatever you wanna call it not because “oh no a ship I like divorcing??” (Have y’all seen my fics? A divorce is a reason *to* like a ship for me) but because if you love divorce Jetko is RIGHT there.

I’m sorry Zuko & Sokka would have an amicable breakup & remain besties at WORST. You’re telling me you love divorce & angst & drama & ZUKKA is your ship? Does Jet’s stalking mean nothing to you 😭 Do you not remember a certain duo being gay & doing crime together? 😭 Do you not remember a homoerotic sword fight? Hello?

I’m not saying Zukka is a bad ship it was my go to for a long time before I grew to love divorce & hate happiness it’s just that Zuko & Sokka are the couple that orchestrate a prison break together & pull it off if you want divorce how are you ignoring the fling that happens between narrative foils on opposite sides of a war 🥺

I judge people who post fandom concepts & tropes they hate so fucking harshly because *mean judgy Rose voice* “it’s so easy to avoid stuff you dislike in fandom no need to trash people for having fun, stupid hater” but well….. sometimes I am simply a hypocrite 😇

[sizneee]

It's crazy how I crave your company more than I crave my solitude (and I love my solitude more than ever). I belong to places for "Lone wolves" or "Introverts" because I feel comfortable when I'm alone. "I love having quality time with myself because I'm free to explore on my own and not because I don't like other people (I do but we gotta look 😇)". That was my mantra back then but now I crave your presence more than I crave my solitude, I suddenly want to try things with you because my preference for quality time with myself is replaced by my longing to create pink-core memories with you. You already know that I'm someone who avoids and stays as far away from social interactions and yet not I try to be, I try to be socially active as long as the person I'm interacting with is you who is coincidentally like my other me but in another font. Once a "I don't want to talk to anyone" and become a "it's not so bad if it's you"