#And wrote this

[fishsinsareacknowledged]

more stalker Nikto. more. I need food. this is my meal. feed stalker nikto to me breakfast lunch and dinner, no shame.

Stalker Nikto who does go into your neighborhood. Footsteps silent as he trails closer the longer you take to unlock your door. Trying to close the door as fast as you can won't help you. He can just break it down.

A smile twisting on his crooked face when he realizes you left it unlocked. His bird. So kind for him. He should treat you, right? Maybe next time.

And he comes in quietly. Surprising you with his large figure as you come out of the shower. Gently shushing your gasps as he muffles your screams. Seemingly content as you shut the fuck up and quiet down.

A rough hand gently patting your head with his free hand as another keeps you pinned to his chest. Like a turtle on its back as he makes sure you can't see nor reach him properly. Relishing in the way you shiver when he grazes his bare fucked up face across your shoulder before he releases you. Leaving for the night and returning the next morning with groceries at your fridge.

And you didn't even call the cops. Stupid or sweet? He really doesn't care. Less punishments for him to uptake.

[quotidian-oblivion]

An interaction I had with my sisters just now as the batboys Pt. 3 (edited to suit the batboys)

Jason: Hey, Tim. Tim, typing on his laptop: Hm? Jason: Tim, look up here. Tim: *looks up* Jason: Think fast! *throws something at him* Tim: *unfazed, catches thing and throws it at the wall at full force* *lizard splatters against the wall* Jason: Tim: Jason: Tim: Oh fuck- I thought that was a toy lizard what the fuck.

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7

[murdrdocs]

Omg imagine Hazel fucking in the spider woman suit

oh this will always get me no matter what no pronouns + fem anatomy

just thinking about her swinging to your window, knuckles still aching from the punches she'd thrown to a villain that she truly thought was gonna kick her ass into next tuesday. she swings with more force than she should, eager to get to her favorite persons window and receive the only form of stress relief that works.

she doesn't bother taking the suit off when she gets there. the mask is pulled up enough to free her lips, and she's kissing you with an intensity that arches your back, pushing your chest into the raised material of her suit.

you attempt to question her, make a joke about how she's clearly happy to see you, but your pajama shorts are pulled down and she's biting the fingers of her gloves off of her digits one by one so that she can gently circle your clit.

her initial actions are only done to get you wet enough so she can slide two fingers into your entrance. you realize this after a short minute of foreplay, whenever hazel does just that, gently shushing you as you hiss and dig your nails into her shoulder.

your legs spread more, and hazel starts a slow pace just as you ask her if you could lay down. your bed is just a few steps away, it would take less than a minute, but hazel shakes her head, sliding the mask off her visage to flash you a knee-weakening grin.

"just gimme one and then i'll lay you down. kay?"

[winterironrox]

A Break In

Starring: Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, and Jarvis (A.I.).

Tony Stark’s Basement Lab, Avengers Tower.

“Jay, run the sequence again would you,” Tony mumbles through a yawn.

The screens remain the same. “Jay? You there buddy?”

Jarvis doesn’t respond. Suddenly, the lights turn off and all the screens vanish. Tony stands from his bent position as the lab doors swish open. A big shadowed figure stocks toward him.

The device Tony was working on clatters to the ground. A large hand grabs him by the upper arm. Tony feels a pinch in his neck. He then collapses into a hard fabric covered surface passing out cold.

Communal Kitchen, Avengers Tower.

“Stevil.”

Steve sighs heavily in response. “Tony, I just banned you from the lab for three days. That’s it, “ He chides, crossing to Tony who appears to be seconds away from pouring coffee all over the counter.

“Evil Steve. You are evil.”

Steve takes the coffee pot from Tony, pours the dark liquid until it’s half an inch from the top of Clint’s Pinkie Pie mug, adds a heaping teaspoon of sugar; then crosses to the fridge and adds a splash of creamer. Just the way the genius likes it.

“I never thought I’d see the day that Mr. Good turns into the worst villain imaginable.”

“Tony it’s three days. You can spend them sleeping for all I care. In fact that probably wouldn’t be a bad idea considering the position you were in when I dragged you out of the lab.” Steve hands Tony the mug making sure he has both hands on it.

“I was absolutely fine before you barged in.”

“You could barely stand and you had screws stuck to your neck.”

“I was perfectly able to stand. You don’t think maybe I just wanted to hug you so I could try and love the evil out of you. It’s not my fault love doesn’t conquer all. As for the screws, things just end up places so again not my fault.”

Tony shuffles toward the table. Steve follows behind with his hands out to catch Tony if he falls again.

They take seats next to each other. Steve picks up the smoothie he made himself earlier that morning grimacing at its now room temperature.

“And you, Jarvis, don’t think you’re off the hook. You conspired with Stevil. I nearly had a heart attack when you didn’t respond and everything shut off.”

“I apologize sir. It was not my or Captain Rogers intention to alarm you in any way. But if I may, sir? You did mute me before when I tried to request for you to retire for a few hours.”

“I don’t remember doing that.”

Jarvis plays a recording of Tony four and a half hours earlier with slurred words telling Jarvis to zip it and then Tony on the recording makes a loud squeal as something catches on fire. They hear Dum-E beeping in excitement before the recording stops.

“Okay fine, maybe a day off won’t kill me”

“You’re still not allowed back in the lab for three days, Shellhead. Jarvis and I will make sure of it.”

“Jarvis, alert the media that Captain American is a super villain.”

“Should I include the video of Mr. Rogers carrying you to the living room, gently depositing you onto the couch, and placing a blanket over you with that message?”

“He’s corrupted my child. I’ll never be able to stop them both.”

Steve tries to smother the laughter building inside him. Tony is just too cute when he’s being this ridiculous. “Tony, we just want you to take a break. We care about you.”

Tony rises from the table and turns tired red eyes to Steve, “Stevil.”

He looks at the camera in the corner of the room, “Jarvil.”

The genius then stomps out of the kitchen with authority minus when he stumbles and knocks his shoulder into the door frame.

Steve erupts with laughter.

[thisismyobsessionnow]

Early morning thought on Everybody's waiting; I like that they went with something so different and experimental because to me that screams "we're doing what we want and we'll always do what WE want, if you like it you like it if you don't that's ok" and that's exactly what I want from them.

[brothertodeath]

family that I never knew

a ghost that haunts my father's eyes

a story of a man so rarely brought up

I bite my tongue

I do not mention you

I do not ask who you are

I do not ask what you did

I do not ask what happened

it is not my place

it is not my right

we did not breathe the same air

I am taken to a grave

and I ask myself

who are you to me?

you are a family photograph I do not recognise

a military drum left forgotten in a corner

the knowledge you made my father cry

I bite my tongue

I do not mention you

for I fear the consequences if I slip

for you are family I never knew

but I see the wounds left in your wake

you are a landmine covered landscape

that I avoid crossing for answers

instead

I wait

I wait to be told who that man in the photo is

I wait to overhear that the military drum was yours

I wait for my mother to tell me how much your passing broke my father

I wait for the stories of you to come to me

dodging the landmines with practiced ease

only time doing so can bring

and for a moment

I breathe the same air as you

through the people we both love

and for a moment

you are grandad to me

[dark-raven-feathers]

Doctor Feathers writing piece, written by yours truly

(please tell me if you can't access the link)

[faeriekit]

"This fic was ai generated—" Cool, so lemme block you real quick

[arunneronthird]

he will use every chance he gets to be a drama queen and if he doesnt have one he will create one

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

[the-nefarious-vampire]

as an aroace, im particularly dangerous, because i wont fuck or marry. i only know how to kill.

[dogsuffrage]

It's sad at the end of May seeing people reblog the "here it comes!" Pride logos post. You didn't notice that brands have decided it is no longer safe to openly support LGBT rights. The past 2 years have shown a dramatic decline in corporate sponsorship of Pride. And no, we don't care about the corporations, but you should care that they think the general public will oppose their support of LGBT rights. Anyway pay attention. The logos didn't change for Pride. It's bad.

[noelledeltarune]

EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt

[cadmium-free]

terribly charmed by my sibling sending me a voice message that just said “i just always take ibuprofen at the wrong time. i had a headache all afternoon, from three to eight pm and then i took an ibuprofen half an hour before the headache went away! i could have just saved an ibuprofen!”

[sandinmybed]

No see results option, I'm forcing you to perceive yourself. rb for more results pls

[inkskinned]

i got rickrolled today but it didn't work because i have adblocker installed, so youtube just told me i violated the terms of service. yesterday i was trying to edit a picture as a joke for my girlfriend, and google made me check a box to prove i'm human because i wasn't "searching normally".

it isn't just that capitalism is killing fun and whimsy, it is that any element of entertainment or joy is being fed upon by this mosquito body, one that will suck you dry at any vulnerability.

do you want to meet new friends in your city? download this app, visit our website, sign up for our email list. pay for this class on making a terrarium, on candlemaking, on cooking. it will be 90 dollars a session. you can go to group fitness, but only under our specific gym membership. solve the puzzle, sign up for our puzzle-of-the-month-club. what is a club if not just a paid opportunity - you are all paying for the same thing, which makes you a community.

but you're like me, i know it - you're careful, you try the library meetings and the stuff at the local school and all of that. the problem is that you kind of want really specific opportunities that used to exist. you are so grateful for libraries and the publicly-funded things: they are, however, an exception - and everything they have, they've fought tooth-and-nail to protect. you read a headline about how in many other states, libraries have virtually nothing left.

do you want to meet up with your friends afterwards? gift your friends the discord app. you can choose to go to a cafe (buy a coffee, at least), a bar (money, alcohol) or you can all stay in and catch a movie (streaming) or you can all stay in bed (rent. don't get me started) and scream (noise complaint. ticket at least).

you want to read a new book, but the book has to have 124 buzzwords from tiktok readers that are, like, weirdly horny. you can purchase this audiobook on audible! your podcast isn't on spotify, it's on its own server, pay for a different site. fuck, at least you're supporting artists you like. the art museum just raised their ticket price. once, they had a temporary exhibit that acknowledged that ~85% of their permanent art galleries were from cis white men, and that they had thousands of works by women (even famous women, like frida! georgia o'keefe!) just rotting in their basement. that exhibit lasted for 3 months and then they put everything away again.

walmart proudly supports this strip of land by the street! here are some flowers with wilting leaves. its employees have to pay out-of-pocket for their uniforms. my friend once got fined by the city because she organized a community pick-up of the riverfront, which was technically private property.

no, you cannot afford to take that dance class, neither can i. by the way - i'm a teacher. i'm absolutely not saying "educators shouldn't be paid fairly." i'm saying that when i taught classes, renting a studio went from 20 bucks an hour to 180 in the span of 6 months. no significant changes to the studio were made, except they now list the place as updated and friendly. the heat still doesn't work in the building. i have literally never seen the landlord who ignores my emails. recently they've been renting it out at night as an "unusual nightclub; a once-in-a-lifetime close-knit party." they spent some of those 180 dollars on LEDs and called it renovating. the high heels they invite in have been ruining the marley.

do you want to experience the old internet? do you want to play flash games or get back the temporary joy of club penguin? you can, you just need to pay for it. i have a weird, neurodivergent obsession with occasionally checking in to watch the downfall and NFT-ification of neopets. if i'm honest with you all - i never got into webkins, my family didn't have the money to buy me a pointless elephant. people forget that "being poor" can mean literally "if i buy you that toy, i can't afford rent."

you and i don't have time to make good food, and we don't have the budget for it. we are not gonna be able to host dinner parties, we're not made of money, kid. do you want some kind of 3rd space? a space that isn't home or work or school? you could try being online, but - what places actually exist for you? tiktok counts as social media because you see other people on it, not because they actually talk to you.

there was a local winter tradition of sledding down the hill at my school. kids would use pizza boxes and jackets and whatever worked, howling and laughing. back in september, they made a big announcement that this time, rules were changing, and everyone must pay 10 dollars to participate. when im not scared shitless, i kind of appreciate the environmental irony - it hasn't gone below 40. so much for snow & joyriding.

i saw a bulletin for a local dogwalking group and, nervous about making a good first impression, showed up early. the first guy there grimaced at me. "sorry," he said. "there's a 30-dollar buy-in fee." i thought he was joking. wait. for what? the group doesn't offer anything except friendship and people with whom to walk around the city.

he didn't know the answer. just shrugged at me. "you know," he said. "these days, everything costs money."