#Bi Kai is best Kai

[sssusuki]

Me, stupidly: Oh my lord and my lanta! The romance for Kai is definitely a curveball from his character who is known as emotionally distant and cool hearted!"

The real curveball: 🚗💨

[moonfurthetemmie]

are everyone sexualities the same or they r like in fatal flaws??

ALSO is there XChara??? ( IDK IF U ANSWERED THIS I can't seem to find it anywhere if someone asked before me )

I have few more but I forgot what ( I will ask when I do ( aka I thought that in the morning and rn it's around midnight JDUUDJD )

Yeah everyone’s the same I think

Delusion MIGHT be on the ace spectrum but he’s also too busy pretending to be being god to bother with that stuff, + his aura makes his emotions and shit weird so he’s not really thinking about people much in terms of ‘would I smooch/hold hands with/sleep with this person?’

Maybe if he spent some time with someone with his aura turned off (which he’d need quite a powerful magic suppressor for, and atm the only ones they have that are strong enough are in his apartment and the max security cells) he’d find out he is attracted to people

I say all that as an ace person btw. And also someone with bad memory hold on

@wheezethebluejay did we make him ace for sure or is the “official” answer just ‘I dunno maybe

Other than that, and an obligatory mention that Pluto is mostly gay but he does have some attraction to girls (tho Kai made that canon for Fatal Flaws too, if I remember right), everyone’s the same. Slash and Hunter are bi, Byte is pan, Gouge is abro. Etc

XChara I don’t think has been thought about once. In all fairness, tho, they barely exist in normal DS anymore, too. No idea where the kid is. They’re not really important, anyways

i haven’t watched Underverse in an age and a half but there’s a non-0 chance that they’re dead. like super duper dead. slash murderized them. Maybe. Idk! id have to rewatch Underverse

[pierswife]

🌈 for piers and heisuke!

This is so fucking late to but I wanna answer this before June ends at least kgjwjdhwheh (got hit with burnout WHOOPS)

This is for this ask game btw!

For Piers, I've always seen him as being demisexual like me, but not really being one to care too much about romantic labels. He likes who he likes and will literally curbstomp anyone who tells him he isn't allowed to kiss whoever tf he wants. He exists and that's enough. But if someone asks him, he'll just say he's bi cause he really doesn't feel like getting into it. Also nonbinary he/they Piers supremacy–

I personally see Heisuke as pan! Definitely the kind of guy who doesn't like know he is until "oh shit hm this does describe my experience, huh". Cis guy who uses he/him!

[oh-meow-swirls]

jibanyan's secret quest in 2 > jibanyan's secret episode. they're both good but the anime can barely hold a serious moment so the game's better in making it actually as sad as it feels like it should be-

[viovio]

reevaluating my entire thing again

[maysileeewrites]

DON’T WANT YOU LIKE A BEST FRIEND || MASTERLIST

best friend!Coriolanus x capitol!reader

concept post || my Coriolanus Snow masterlist

Summary:

You and Coryo have been best friends ever since you can remember. You’ve been through everything together and you’ve always been there for each other.

You’ve always thought of him as the protective older brother you’ve never had, but lately, your feelings towards him have changed - not quite so pure and innocent anymore.

First, you think that it’s only you, but then Coryo starts behaving differently towards you as well, lingering touches, teasing comments and burning stares that only add to your confusion.

As the lines of friendship become more and more blurred, you feel yourself starting to fall more and more for your best friend - the one thing you’d never wanted to do, because you know that, ultimately, it will just end in heartbreak for you … right?

I’m so excited to get started on this mini series!! thank you guys so much for all the love you’ve shown my little concept post I made yesterday!!

so far I’m planning on 4 parts (yes, there will be smut later on, but first we need some build up and some delicious tension), but who knows how many more ideas I’ll get while writing ;)

also: yes, I’ve been listening to Dress and So It Goes … on repeat whilst working on the concept for this story, hence the chapter titles lol

Part I: don’t want you like a best friend || find a teaser and another one here :) 🦋🪷💫 (17+, no super intense smut - yet)

Part II: gold cage, hostage to my feelings (coming soon!!; find a teaser here!) 🦋🪷

Part III: only bought this dress so you could take it off 🦋💫

Part IV: so it goes … 💫

🦋 fluff

🪷 angst

💫 smut

the tag for this will be don’t want you like a best friend 🦋!

series taglist:

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[taintandviolent]

Stalked - Kai Anderson x Reader

summary & wordcount: 2.6K! After breaking up with Kai, he decides you need a little reminder of what once was. idea requested by @kaislittlelamb originally!

w a r n i n g s: smut with very little plot, implied stalking, toxic relationships, throat fucking, blowjobs, Kai being Kai, violence, aggression.

a/n: this was originally a drabble, but got longer - very quickly written, sorry if it's horrible! definitely not my best. thanks for reading it, if you did!!! no taglist this time because it's a pain in the bootay.

full fic under cut!↓ / ao3 link here! /

You'd met with Zack a few times now, but this was the first time you two had actually gotten to talk and get to know each other. He was cute, in a very boy next door sort of way; physically fit, a tousled mess of brown curls, bright green eyes, and bright, white teeth that probably got whitened bi-weekly.

"So, anyways, I moved here about three months ago after my mom moved here, and with her needing help, I figured I might as well stay." 

"Nice." You grinned. 

"Yeah, so I'm definitely still learning the best spots to eat..." 

You casually glanced around the restaurant, scanning the patrons next to you; you were an observer and enjoyed people watching, in all situations. Abruptly, several tables across from you, wavy, blue hair caught your attention. Your expression contorted into one of shock as your eyes trailed down the bridge of the nose, taking in the man's face. No fucking way. 

As though he felt that he was being watched, Kai turned mid-sentence, and immediately made eye contact with you. His brows rose slowly in surprise, and ultimately, delight. You blinked and turned away quickly, engulfing yourself back in the conversation. Or hoping to. But there was no escaping this. 

"Excuse me," you heard him say, before scooting his chair back. The legs scraped against the floor with an awkward sound, and Kai made his way over to you, navigating around the tables. 

Like a child trying to avoid being found, you almost considered sinking down in your seat, chest heaving with shallow breaths. Some luck you had. Some fucking luck. You rolled your eyes, shifting your shoulders. Zack watched you, studying your very apparent discomfort. You felt both men's eyes on you, and laughed nervously into your soda.

"Y/N..." Kai said. 

You said nothing in return, only smiled sarcastically and stirred your soda with the straw. 

"New boyfriend?" He asked, his tone dripping with faux-interest. You knew him. You knew him like the back of your hand, and he wasn't interested. He was waiting to incriminate you.

"No, actually." Zack interjected, bravely. "We're just getting to know each other. It's going well." 

You nodded, giving him a genuine smile. "It is." 

Kai tightened his smile further; the fakeness started to show through the cracks. "Good, good. Well, I just wanted to say hello. I'll leave you two lovebirds to finish your appetizers." 

"You know him?" 

"Unfortunately. Too well." 

"Ex-boyfriend?" Zack asked, popping another spinach-dip loaded chip into his mouth.

Sheepishly, you nodded.

"He looks familiar." 

"Yeah, you've probably seen him on TV. He's a councilman."

Zack snapped his fingers, pointing at you. "That's it! Anderson, right?" 

Again, you nodded. "Yep... that's the one." 

The waiter appeared, meals in hand. As you two ate, the conversation naturally melted away from Kai, which you were grateful for. Especially since it seemed like it was headed in the direction of Zack wanting to vote for him and agreeing with his campaign policies. Unfortunately, Zack fit the bill of one of the men that Kai would easily brainwash, and recruit to his noble cause.

Halfway through dessert, your phone buzzed. You knew who it was from without even looking. The message read: We should get together.

You quickly thumbed out a response. Why? 

Just to talk. 

Against better judgement, you agreed. The rest of the date was spent laughing about poorly written films in the last decade, but in the back of your mind, laughing was the last thing you wanted to be doing. The next hour was a blur. Zack had gone in for a kiss when he was leaving, which you returned, but only briefly. You were distracted. Painfully so. You went from the restaurant to Kai's, but you hardly remembered driving there. Your mind was on autopilot; a rotten, sour feeling bubbling in your stomach. Everything in you said that this was a bad idea, and yet, you gripped the steering wheel hard, looking at his front door.

You got out, locked your car and made your way up the pathway. You only knocked once before the door flew open. He stood tall. Proud. Unwavering. That overly confident, but calm smile plastered on his stupidly-handsome face. His hair hung at his cheeks, greasy as ever. He was pleased you'd shown up - you thought you saw a flicker of doubt that maybe, just maybe, you wouldn't have. But you were a woman of your word, and you weren't going to show him that he was something to fear.

"So, when are you going to break it off with what's-his-name?" Kai asked as he took the basement stairs quickly, trotting down them. You followed, wordlessly, revelling in the familiar sensations. Once you'd stopped at the final step, you glanced forward, eyes locking on the brown leather couch. Out of all the memories that you'd had in that basement, the ones that rushed back were the ones where Kai was fucking you on that couch. Ruthless, merciless fucking until your back hurt and your insides felt like they'd been obliterated twice over. You blinked the images away, swallowing hard. Your head turned before your eyes met his. 

"Zack is actually very nice, and he'd probably treat me very well if I decided to pursue a relationship with him. But since when do you care who I'm with?" 

"It's my business." 

"No, it fucking isn't. It hasn't been for weeks. Last time I checked... I was uhhh, what was it? A stupid bitch?" That had become a favorite alias of his. You plopped down on the sofa, cushions giving way to your weight.

Kai bristled. "You know, you really should be careful what you post on social media." 

"Excuse me?" 

"You never know who could be watching." 

The realisation hits you like a freight train. Him being at the restaurant wasn't a coincidence, it wasn't bad luck. Kai knew exactly where you were going to be and he made it a point to be there. You’d replied to a friend in the comments of a post, telling her that you were going to be at that particular restaurant in the afternoon. He’d seen that.

"You've been.... fucking stalking me!?" 

Kai filled his chest with air, somehow standing taller than he already did. "You sure like to show off your cute little life, don't you? Pathetic little coffee outings and Tapas date nights. But what I want to know..." Kai trailed off, circling you like the pathetic little lamb you were. "...is who you go home and think about. Is it Zack? Or maybe Edward?"  

You felt the muscles underneath your eye twitch. 

"Or is it.... me?" 

Kai finally moved in front of you, his broad chest obscuring your view from everything else. His legs touched your knees. 

"Answer me." 

"I don't have to tell you anything, Kai. You aren't my boyfriend anymore."

"I said answer me!" Kai pressed his thumb and forefinger into your cheeks, making your lips pucker out like a stupid, confused fish. He yanked your head forward, bringing it up towards his. The action strained the muscles in your neck, but you didn't dare say that. This dynamic was very familiar to you. You'd been here before. 

"Seems like you need a little reminder."

A chill ran down your spine.

"Open your mouth." Kai's thumb traced your pouty lips softly, sweeping back and forth. He waited a few seconds, his face tight with impatience and when you didn't concede to his request, Kai forced your mouth open, pressing his fingers into your cheek flesh until you winced and dropped your jaw. 

"Good girl. Now, you're going to keep your mouth open until I say to close it. You understand?" 

You nodded, your tongue resting delicately on your bottom teeth. 

"I have a very important job for you. You're going to stroke my cock until it's hard and then I'm going to throat fuck you."

You held back a cringe. He was always so... direct. Direct with his intentions, direct with his words, direct with his actions. You supposed that was the main vein of why he was doing so well as a councilman; people liked the truth -- and regardless of validity, if something is delivered with enough confidence and directness, it's believed. 

You reached forward tentatively, undoing the button of his dark jeans. The zipper came next, one tooth at a time. You felt the heat of his groin as soon as you leaned forward to pull the jeans over his buttocks, turning your face away so that you weren't met with a mouthful of fabric. With a strong hand, you gripped the elastic of his boxers, pulling them down over his balls - his dick flopped out, heavy and warm to the touch. You sucked a self-encouraging breath into your lungs and reached forward to grip his flaccid cock, inching your lips towards it.

"No." He bucked his hips backwards, furrowing his brows. "What did I say?"

You froze, backpedalled and began stroking, intentionally angling it towards your mouth. Kai let out a shallow breath, pressing his chin against his chest to watch you. You gave it a firm squeeze, and in response, his cock twitched in your grip; it didn't take long for it to swell and stiffen to capacity in your grasp. You paid some attention to the tip, spreading around the slithery pre-cum that had leaked from the slit.  

"I always liked that about you - your willing adherence to any and all demands. You know what I want." 

At least he was praiseful. He always had been, even in the late and toxic stages of your relationship. Still, you chalked it up to him enjoying the sound of his own voice and feeling like he was in control of the situation

Your free hand took hold of his balls, squeezing them softly. At that, Kai vocalized hungrily, grunting low in his throat. He was a very venous man; in any heightened state of emotion that got the blood flowing, his veins popped in his forehead, his neck, his hands... and his cock. Your tongue massaged the veins that swelled on his shaft, flattened out on the thickest one underneath and flicked at the tip.

You continued jerking it, finding a rhythm until Kai's large hand enveloped yours, forcing his cock out of your grasp to replace it with his own. Pumping his cock in and out of his hand a few times quickly, Kai hissed through his teeth, and took a fistful of your hair at the crown of your head. He immediately let go, and cupped the back of your head with his hand, stroking it softly. Tenderly -- like it meant something to him. It didn't. You were a stupid pawn in his story, another one of his dedicated cult members, and he regarded them all the same.

You closed your mouth to swallow, wetting the inside of it before returning to your previous, vulnerable position, tongue out, eyes lifted to meet his. Kai's pitch-dark eyes looked down at you with a roiling expectancy, one that spoke louder than words could. He slapped the tip of his cock against your waiting tongue, revelling in that first, startled flinch.

At first, he slid just the tip along the texture of your tongue, grinding against you, but it didn't take him long to penetrate. The tip of his cock bumped against the back of your throat, and you closed your lips, bowing your head slightly to allow him further down your throat.

“How does that feel?” 

You nodded your head. Kai let out another throaty moan and picked up his pace, thrusting his hips hard into your face as you relaxed your throat as best you could, fighting your gag reflex. His cock filled your throat - violated it - the salty taste of his precum overwhelming your senses. Your nose burned and your eyes watered. You guessed that your eye makeup had begun to stream down your cheeks in ebony ribbons. 

Kai's visual was ethereal. You were coming undone before him - below him - as women should. In such a submissive state, you looked your best. He took a fistful of your hair and yanked you forward, violently forcing you to deep throat his dick. He felt the slick, strong contraction of your reflex and grit his teeth; you were withholding it, but the pathetic, whimpering sounds of your gags drove him forward. He pictured them, remembering all the times that he had been in a similar position with you. 

"Gag," he said, finally. "I want to hear your pain." 

When you didn't, Kai forced his cock further into your throat, until your nose was pressed in the bush of his hair. That did it. With your eyes squeezed shut, your throat repeatedly rebelled. You coughed and gagged around his shaft, the tip still pressed against your tonsils. You finally opened your bleary eyes at him, straining them upwards to get a visual on him, to beg him wordlessly for relief. Kai flattened his hand on the back of your head and bunny humped your face, pulling more desperate gags from your throat.

"Who do you belong to?"

No response. Just a full-mouthed cough.

He took a fistful of your hair, pulling you hard off of his dick. THWACK! Kai's hand whipped across your face, leaving a welting streak of red in its wake. His cock bumped against the roof of your mouth as you nodded slowly, stunned from the sheer force. 

"I'll ask you one more time... who do you belong to?" 

Finally, you gave him another feeble nod and lifted your hand to press a single finger into his pectoral muscle.

"Good... that's what I like to hear. You remembered that it's rude to talk with your mouth full, too. I'm so proud of you."

Kai reinserted his cock into your waiting mouth, almost gently. That was everything but comforting, but this foreplay was familiar to you, and therefore, enjoyable. Sure, the way your throat burned as his dick hammered in and out might've teetered on the edge of discomfiting, but you'd been here before. You knew him, and at one point, you loved him.

You made an O around his cock as he dragged it out from the back of your throat, sucking gently. Kai began thrusting again, but less rhythmically than before. He was losing his steady pace, and that only meant one thing.

"Don't fucking stop," he breathed. "Keep going."

You closed your eyes again, two tears streaming down your blushing, caving cheeks. He was going to cum soon, you felt the tightness, the heat, the urgency behind his thrusts. Pumping his cock in and out of your swollen lips, Kai’s hand snapped to the back of your neck, holding you in place as he thrust remorselessly. 

A second later, he bottomed out again, and you felt his cock twitching, pulsing in your mouth as his orgasm washed down the back of your throat. You coughed a wet, sticky wet cough and Kai groaned, letting his head fall back into his shoulders. 

"Swallow. Fucking swallow it."

You did. You winced as your throat accepted the mouthful of blisteringly hot cum, salty and slightly unpleasant. Your mouth felt sticky and your throat was coated – you couldn't talk, not clearly. So, instead of telling Kai that you hated him, you just glared at him with fire in your gaze, baring your teeth at him like an angry dog.

“Aw, what? What, you hate me? Is that what you want to say?” 

You nodded.

“Go sit at the table. We’re going to talk about that.” 

[trueangel420]

dealer!kai drabble ౨ৎ

"He has the best shit in town, trust me... but he's a bit odd," your best friend mumbled, pulling crumpled twenty dollar bills from her pocket. "Plus, he'll let you sample his goods for free if he thinks you’re cute"

"How odd?" you asked, your eyes wandering around the suburban neighborhood. "He's off-putting like crazy, and he might seem a little creepy—"

"Then why the hell am I going in?" you interrupted, your eyes widening. "I need free weed, and he's mad at me!" she whined, leaning back into her plush seat. "What did you do?" you groaned, glancing at his house again.

"I went to another plug and he found out," she said, laughing. you rolled your eyes, letting out a breath. you don't smoke, you don't look like you smoke; you knew that you’d stand out like a sore thumb. “get bag of six pre rolls please! love you” she begged, pulling you out of your thoughts.

"Fine, only because I love you," you sighed, fixing your skirt and tank,stuffing her money in your bra. With a small huff you got out of the car. You step inside, your heart racing as the door creaks open. The girl gestures for you to follow her down a narrow hallway. The air grows thicker with the scent of cannabis, a musky aroma that wraps around you like a heavy blanket. You catch glimpses of the dimly lit space, your curiosity piqued.

She leads you to a basement filled with low light and shadows, where plants sit in the corner under neon grow lights. The girl motions for you to sit on a worn-out brown couch that looks like it has seen better days.

"He'll be out soon," she says, her voice flat, as she retreats up the stairs, leaving you alone in the hazy basement.

You take a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves. The atmosphere feels charged, and the anticipation makes your skin tingle. You glance around, half-expecting someone to leap out at you. Moments later, footsteps echo down the stairs, and your heart skips as you turn to see him enter. He approached with an air of confidence, his presence filling the small space. You could feel the intensity of his gaze as he studied you, dark eyes piercing through the haze of smoke that lingered in the air. His tall frame loomed over you, and for a moment, you felt both intimidated and intrigued.

"Kai," he said with a casual smile, revealing dimples that softened his otherwise sharp features. There was a hint of mischief in his expression, but the bags under his eyes told a different story—one of sleepless nights and a lifestyle that was anything but ordinary. You gave him your name, giving him a warm smile. His eyebrows furrowed for a moment before he sat next to you, stretching out his long legs. He smoothed out his hoodie, took out a lighter and a pre-roll, and looked at you as he held.

"Here for this, princess?" His tone was less edgy as he started to light it. "Yeah, I heard you were the best in town." Yes, stroke his ego, you repeated in your head. Free weed is the goal. you focused on his features again; He was honestly handsome in a greasy way, with his dyed blue hair slightly grown out and stubble framing his jawline. He wore a white hoodie his toned arms showing—jesus, and you could smell hints of cologne and weed on him, mixed with sweat.

He smirked, bringing it to his lips and inhaling slowly. "How old are you?" he asked, holding it between his index and thumb. "Old enough," you replied nervously, grabbing your ID out of your purse and showing him.He let out a puff of smoke, leaning back and spreading his legs lazily. "Over 18, right? Good," he murmured as he read your ID, inhaling the joint again. You shifted around on the couch, putting your ID away and clearing your throat. "I’m here for, um, six pre-rolls."

"Who am I to deny a pretty thing like you?" he chuckled softly, clearly amused. You felt your face flush and looked away, turning your attention anywhere but him.

"First time?" he asked.

You shook your head nervously, giving him a small smile. "I smoke all the time," you lied, biting down on your glossy lips. His eyes gleamed for a moment, as if he had figured you out. He licked his lips slowly as he inhaled more. "Come here then," he said, motioning to his lap. "What?" you said, voice rising a bit, obviously taken aback.

"Don't get nervous, come here, princess," he teased, adjusting himself and holding your waist. You shifted, moving onto his lap sideways, looking at him. His mouth opened slightly as he adjusted himself under you, holding your waist and holding the joint up to your lips.

"Don't get all that lip gloss on it, baby doll," he warned, chuckling a bit. You leaned forward, wrapping your lips around it. You looked at him, inhaling slowly. First of all, it fucking burns. Your lungs are practically falling out as you struggled to hold in the cough. You looked at him as he studied you with a grin, like a cat.

"Come on, pro," he teased again.

You inhaled and kept it in for a moment, your cheeks puffed up. This time you coughed it out—actually, you hacked out your second lung, feeling your chest tighten as the herb stayed on your tongue.

"Oh—holy shit," you coughed out, turning your head away from him.

He chuckled deeply. "Let's try another way, hm?" he murmured, bringing the joint to his lips and inhaling. His hand cupped your jaw, gently pulling your face closer until your noses brushed together. His thumb tapped lightly on your bottom lip, prompting you to part your mouth. He exhaled the smoke slowly into your mouth, his breath warm against your lips, before leaning in to kiss you.

The kiss was soft at first, a gentle exploration, but it quickly deepened, the smoke a hazy connection between you. His hand slid from your jaw to the back of your neck, pulling you even closer. The world around you seemed to fade, leaving only the sensation of his lips and the lingering taste of the joint. His other hand trailed down your spine, sending shivers through your body.

When he finally pulled back, his eyes were locked on yours, a mischievous glint in them. "Better?" he asked, his voice low. You nodded, watching him grab a baggie out his pocket and hold it up to your face. "Gonna let you get a bag of these for free. Sample 'em and tell me if you like it, doll," he murmured, his head leaning back on the couch. "And come back."

this was highkey rushed ughhhrgggrrr this is him being nice

[dotster001]

The Dilf Floyderverse!

Took a headache med that had caffeine in it, yesterday, and created the Dilf Floyd Leech family. Enjoy!

*picrew links at the end

CW: toxic family, hot wife (I made her too hot and now my bi ass is like 😍), she's an absolute monster btw, I wanted to make it so I didn't feel bad about killing her

Sirena Leech

Age 42. Gorgeous. Love her. She's a salmon mer in her true form. She's for sure a rich man's daughter, not satisfied with anything but she can step on me . Will yell at wait staff because the food is "too cold". Lowkey, she was hoping she was betrothed to Jade, because he's the calm one. But joke's on her, he's a master of poisons, it would not go well for her.

Side note: Just like Floyd is planning to kill her, she's been planning to kill him for a year. She's just a little too slow. Perhaps in another lifetime she succeeded, but not in this one. But in that other universe, she is sending the kids off to boarding school the second dad is dead.

I want her to kill me she's so hot

Kai Leech

The oldest, at age 15. Has his Mama's eyes, and his papa's disposition. He's starting to prep for the NRC entrance exams, but he's definitely a family man, who is not excited for college because it means he'll have to be away from papa and his siblings. He's a protective big brother, despite his eccentricities. He has been known to have a bit of a temper, and has swung at some bullies who went after his cousins or his siblings. Probably will be placed in Savannahclaw. He's very well aware of how often his parents fight about whether he should be betrothed or not, and is crazy grateful that his papa has stood up for him and his free will.

Coral Leech

Age 13, and angsty. She won't take any bullshit, and she and Sirena are at each other's throats constantly. At age ten, she asked dad, "What happens if mother dies?" With dark eyes. Sometimes she leaves articles about husbands who murdered their wives around. Papa always says it's a joke (he is well aware it is not) but mother wants to ship her off to boarding school. Coral refuses to be the cookie cutter rich girl her mother wants her to be, and is doing everything she can to make herself seem scary enough to not be married off should something happen to papa.

Pearl Leech

Age eleven. She's cute and sweet, and mother's perfect angel... usually. She has her father's energy levels, and while she is very kind, her kindness is often loud and frenetic. Her kindness usually leaves a mess behind, whether it be a messy kitchen after she makes brownies, or a room full of broken items where she made a craft. But she means well.

Caspian Leech

Age nine. He's the serious one. Dedicated to his studies, wanting to be a big man so that Papa will let him take over the family business....

Most of the time.

He's close in age to Anemone, which makes them best friends. But it also means they fight constantly. One moment they'll be playing house with some dolls, the next they are breaking each other's dolls because "you aren't playing the game right!"

Mother will be so proud of him one moment, then ripping her hair out the next.

Anemone Leech

Age 8. Again, best friends with Caspian. Well behaved, until they are wrestling on the ground and destroying a store. Has her mother's eyes, which makes her mother have a little bit of hope, but Leech genes are strong. She is still young, still developing her personality. And with how boring mother is, and how fun papa is, take a wild guess about which direction she is going to go in.

Jade Leech (Jr.)

Age 5. Floyd begged to name a kid Jade. And the answer was no 6/6 times. But when Jade opened his eyes, Sirena rolled her eyes and said he could name him, but also made sure to note that she was done. Which is so fair after six kids, but the reason isn't the number of kids, or even that she doesn't want anymore. No, she's just lost hope that any will be "civilized". She entertained his desire for a big family because none of the kids so far had been worthy heirs, but she's giving up. A cruel thing to say when you're holding your newborn baby, but hey, rich people, amiright?

He's a good bean, a complete sweetheart. He just enjoys being included! Sure, he has no idea what's going on, and he knows mother is mean, but everyone else is wonderful and he's so happy!

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[jaegeraether]

Sunsets and footballers (Part 87)

Lucy Bronze x Reader (67) / Alexia Putellas x Character (43) & Jordan Nobbs x Leah Williamson (22)

Masterlist (other parts here)

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Due to popular demand, I'm going to post a chapter bi-weekly, every Thursday and Sunday night until we hit Part 100!

YFN POV

“Luce…”

Lucy responded with a grunt almost, her hair in a messy bun with strands stuck to her forehead as she sweat. God, she was a sight. YFN couldn’t help but admire her from her position on her back as her body jerked up the bed. Lucy was standing at the foot of it with YFN’s braced leg resting against her collarbone as she rocked in and out of her with obsession. One hand was holding her knee safe, the other holding her hip as she fucked, the sweat dripping down those pronounced abs of hers.

The room was humid, filled with the smell of sex and sweat, Lucy needing to control her before the game. She needed to be in charge, and YFN understood it. Lucy hadn’t felt in control of anything since the night of the attack, and she knew that. They’d always been surrounded by too many people to really do anything about it, but tonight, she needed to be her best against the Netherlands. The Lionesses needed to beat them for a chance at the Olympics, and so she needed her power back.

YFN had absolutely nothing to complain about. Lucy had been finding her control with her for the past 3 hours, and she was so spent that she worried how the footballer was still going and not even that, but how she’d be able to play for 90 minutes after it.

“Last one, little one, you can do it.” She encouraged as if she hadn’t been doing most of the work.

God, she wanted to reach out and stroke her abs. Squeeze her bicep. Grab her tit. But she couldn’t, not in this state. Instead she settled with her hand gripping the sheet tightly above her head, trying to stop her body from jerking so much as the footballer fucked her.

She could feel her excitement dripping down her ass and the angry sound it made as Lucy’s strap pounded in and out relentlessly. Her body was simultaneously tired and wanting more of her. She was hurting, but in the best possible way. And she’d never tell Lucy. She’d already been so gentle with her, and so creative in the ways she’d made her come already. So the only thing she could so was to hold on and take what she was given. Like a good girl. Like Lucy’s good girl, as the Englishwoman had kept reminding her throughout.

“AH! Fuck! Luce… Luce I’m.. argh I’m… coming-”

“Not yet.” Was the commanding response, though one look at Lucy and she could tell she was barely hanging on. “I’m almost there. Wait.”

YFN held on until she thought she’d break. She held on until she was so worked up, so on the edge that she’d fucking explode from it. And when she was there, thankfully, Lucy was ready.

“O…kay…” she grunted her permission as they both shook so aggressively that the bed felt it.

Lucy couldn’t stand after that.

It was the first time she’d ever seen her like that. She withdrew herself, removing the strap and tossing it, and then kissed YFN’s leg on her collarbone before sliding down onto her knees in front of her. YFN saw her wince as she hit her knee, and prayed it was just an awkward landing.

Lucy rested her head on the inside of YFN’s thigh and closed her eyes, catching her breath.

“Jesus christ.”

“What…. What the fuck was that f..for? Where did that come from?”

She felt a lingering kiss on her thigh. “Because I love and adore you, little one.”

She gave a happy hum in response and only spoke again when she could feel her body getting cold and needy for Lucy’s touch. “Can I have you up here when you’re ready?”

“In… a minute.. little one. Just.. give me a second.”

Truthfully, it didn’t take her long to recover. When she was ready, she kissed the inside of her thigh in multiple places, followed by her core, and then moved up the bed to lay next to her.

“There’s no way you c..can play a full game after that..” YFN stressed.

“Watch me,” she replied with a lazy grin forming. Her eyes were hooded and she held a kind of calm that only came post-orgasm. YFN loved seeing her fuck-drunk. “How are you, little one?”

“Very happy,” she murmured, enjoying Lucy’s fingertips tracing her naked torso like she owned it. “Very well satisfied.”

“You’re mine.”

“Oh, I think you’ve proven that.”

A happy hum. “I’ll prove it more when you’re all better.”

YFN chuckled as she stared into her favourite green eyes. She reached out to wipe those sweaty baby hairs from her forehead. God, she was beautiful. “I think you more than make up for it with your creative ways, Luce.”

Lucy admired her a little longer before pressing up onto her elbow and kissing her slow and loving. Much different to their pace the last few hours.

“I’m going to win tonight, little one. I promise.”

“I know, love. I’ll be right there watching.”

LEAH POV

“Just tell me when it’s over.” YFN said with a blush as she tried to cover her face.

Leah couldn’t help but chuckle as she pushed her wheelchair through the crowd, using her as an excuse to not stop for photographs and autographs. It was smart, really. Usually she gave her time to fans, but today wasn’t about that. Today was make or break for the Lionesses in their Paris Olympics journey.

She looked at Jordan who was encouraging her as she strode next to YFN. “We’re almost there, chicken. Promise.”

It warmed her to see Jordan so encouraging with her.

As they were led into the family and friends section, the fans disappeared, instead replaced with faces she knew. Relatives of players. Friends who she’d met on numerous occasions and tried to remember their names. The arrived at their spot and Jordan locked the wheel, kneeling down to comfort her as she looked around. Wembley stadium was always so impressive. They were in a private section where regardless if people stood, they’d still be able to see the field. Not too high, but not too low, and close to the tunnel.

“Hey girls!”

Leah spun to see Alex and Jill arrive, greeting them. Lucy had arranged the section and wanted YFN to be surrounded by as many people she knew as possible. She couldn’t help but appreciate being able to see that side of her. She never saw that when she was with Keira, though her best friend was notoriously private.

The Bronze’s arrived not too long after, filling out their section nicely, and keeping YFN amused enough to stop worrying.

Finally, Jordan was less busy and could sit next to Leah, their thighs happily pressed together, though her attention on the people around them. She was an introvert until it came to the people she knew well. Leah was just happy that she was leaning back into her, as if to reassure herself that she was still there.

“God why don’t we just start the party now?”

Leah’s head whipped around to Jill and she shot her a look. Jill looked to YFN and gulped, though her attention was very much on Lucy’s niece and nephew as they showed her their Bronze shirts.

It was her birthday, and if she was upset that no one had said happy birthday to her yet, she seemed to be hiding the fact very well. Lord knows just how eager Jordan was to celebrate her friend, and Leah had needed to keep her relaxed and her mouth zipped during the day.

The group chatted while the girls warmed on the field, Lucy looking up to Leah to make sure all was okay which she gave a nod and a wink that it was. That woman couldn’t seem to keep her eyes off YFN but Leah was too distracted with Jordan. With having her back next to her. They both should have been on the field but this was the reality now, and she felt warm inside knowing that Jordan would be here to watch her when she was ready to play again. She just wished that they could play together again. At England, or another club. She placed her arm across the back of her chair and Jordan automatically moved back and against her as she chatted to Alex, as if she hadn’t even thought about it, just did it.

The Lionesses took to the ground and after the anthem, the game started, with their attention shifting to that.

Within 12 minutes, the Netherlands scored and Leah groaned. She looked up on the screen and saw the camera doing a close up of her reaction and pretended not to see it. When it disappeared, back to the game, she leant forwards to whisper in her girlfriend’s ear. “Jord?”

“Mmn?” She asked, turning towards her with her eyes still on the game as she sipped her drink. She was so pretty that Leah wanted to kiss her then and there. “They’re going to put us on the big screen at some point…”

Jordan turned to her with wide, misunderstanding eyes. “O..oh. I’ll move-”

She began to move away, but Leah caught her. “No, Jord. I just want to make sure you’re comfortable with people knowing we’re together.”

Her face brightened, though she tried to downplay it. It ended up being a simple, shy smile. “I’m more than okay with it.”

“Good.”

The Lionesses were agitated in the first half with Lucy fouling and Alex getting a yellow card 31 minutes in. Shortly after, the Netherlands scored their second goal, putting it 0-2. Leah swore. The camera found her again, though this time, she made sure her attention was on Jordan while her arm was around her, so they had to zoom out to see the pair together. Leah’s arm draped casually over her shoulder, as Jordan interlaced her fingers with Leah’s dangling hand made quite the statement.

She’s mine, she thought. And now everyone knows.

The thought of social media going wild made her internally groan, but she’d already warned her publicist about it. It was a non-negotiable for her, and she’d made him aware before their night, because she had a statement to make.

LUCY POV

Lucy was pissed. This was supposed to their game. Their comeback. The Lionesses had something to prove. And worst of all, she’d told YFN she would win. Never had she ever imagined that her first thought would be that. It’s the game she grew up with.. her first love. First obsession. And now she wasn’t even thinking about anything but her little Australian up in the stands. She hadn’t even looked up at her as she’d left the field. And what’s worse, is that she knew that YFN wouldn’t be disappointed at her at all. She’d only be supportive. She took a deep breath and thought about that as she waited for the second half.

They were 2 down at half-time and without Leah there, the team looked to players like Millie and Keira. Both were not good at encouraging the girls like Lucy was. And so, she stepped in and provided all of the motivation she needed to get them back out there and into the right headspace.

The second half was better. They’d regained control again, and after their first sub, Georgia scored, assisted by LJ. They didn’t celebrate, but she crowd sure did. She looked up at the big screen to see it panning to Leah, her arm around Jordan as they clapped. They were public again, then. She would have smiled if she weren’t so focused.

Immediately after that, Hempo scored, assisted by Georgia. The team celebrated then, and Lucy let and a cry of joy with them. As they scrambled back to their spots, she yelled at them to keep their focus.

“It’s not over, girls! Do what you need to do!” She yelled, and they listened.

Both teams slowed the game down with multiple substitutions just after that, needing fresh legs for the final part of the game. There were chances on both sides, Lucy becoming more aggressive and almost earning herself a yellow. She did just enough to frustrate the Netherlands, and by the time they were into overtime, everyone was on the edge of their seats.

It can’t fucking end like this, she thought. Everyone else might have been happy with a draw but she was not.

“Come on girls!” She yelled, urging them up the field.

1 minute into overtime, Ella scored, assisted by LJ. Lucy yelled and jumped, worn out but running on adrenaline. They were winning. They just needed to hold on.

4 excruciating minutes went by, and the final whistle blew. It was over. They’d beaten the Netherlands. She’d won at Wembley on her girlfriends’ birthday.

Lucy celebrated down with her teammates quickly before climbing up into the stands. Her family was there, but she had one target, and when she found her, the world went quiet. She wrapped her arms around her and picked her up onto her one good leg, holding her tightly. It had been her intention all day to finally kiss her in public at a game, like they’d discussed several times. Lucy wanted this. It was important to her for some strange reason that she didn’t even realise herself, though from over her shoulder, she caught sight of her family and friends section on the big screen and right next to her and YFN holding each other, Leah kissed Jordan for the world to see. Lucy couldn’t even be mad. She smiled to herself and buried her head deeper into her without hurting her. Tonight was their night. She’d kiss her in Scotland instead.

“I knew you’d win.” YFN stated confidently against her cheek.

“Oh?” Lucy queried, pulling back and smiling. “How?”

She looked so proud as she smiled up at her, exposing those dimples she adored so much. “Because you promised me you would.”

Lucy showered and changed as quickly as possible, needing to get to their late dinner. 10pm wasn’t particularly late for her as she was so used to having dinner at that time in Spain, but in London it was a rarity. Luckily, it was a Friday night.

She picked up YFN, as Leah gave an excuse that she needed to take the Bronze’s. YFN didn’t even question it. She was so excited for their win, that it’s all she was thinking and talking about.

She made sure she was all comfortable in the car and clipped her seatbelt across her, taking a kiss on the lips as payment.

Lucy drove them towards the restaurant with her hand held between YFN’s as she spoke about the match and how incredible Lucy had apparently been during it. She looked over at her every chance she got.

It was her birthday, and she hadn’t mentioned it once. She turned twenty-nine today, though no one would have known if Lucy hadn’t organised the surprise dinner. To be fair, she knew she’d done quite well. She’d managed it all with the help of Leah, and had distracted her girlfriend from thinking it was anything but the Lionesses celebrating with their families.

They headed into the restaurant, where they’d had their kiss together, and Lucy stopped just outside of the reserved section. She pushed the wheelchair to the side and picked her up as if it were their wedding day.

Her eyes widened as Lucy stood in front of the door, holding her like that.

“Luce.. what…?”

“I know you don’t want to be seen entering like that, little one.” YFN clutched onto Lucy’s collar with her free hand as her grateful, emotional little smile came out with tears pricking her eyes. “I’ve got you.”

Lucy kicked the doors open and felt YFN jolt in her arms as the group yelled in unison.

“SURPRISE!”

Her eyes widened in complete shock. She truly had no idea, and they’d all got to witness it first hand. Her mouth dropped open as she looked around at the group, the balloons, the confetti, the sign on the wall saying, ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY YFN AND JORDAN.’

Lucy allowed herself to look away for a second to where she gave Leah a grateful smile and she returned a wink as she clapped.

Their night was perfect. The drinking, the laughing, the presents, YFN getting to celebrate with her friend. It was a perfect joint party, the mood heightened by the Lioness win. Most of the girls from the club were there with close family and friends, as well as some of the older club members like Alex and Jill, along with footballers Lucy had spoken to at the Lumos event. Mainly Arsenal as although Katie and Caitlin were off at their national teams, they had still managed to round up their team.

YFN made sure she made time for everyone, including her original group of Lumos co-workers who seemed overwhelmed by the squad Lucy had managed to assemble.

At one point in the night, when she was helping her to the bathroom, Lucy made sure to kiss her exactly where they’d shared their first kiss. If only they’d known then where they’d be now. YFN took that moment to thank Lucy again and again as she kissed her. She wasn’t used to birthdays around friends.

Later on, she facetimed with her nan and brother, before blowing out the candles on the cake with Jordan and cutting it up for everyone to enjoy.

At the very end of the night, when everyone was just about to start to leave, Lucy received the phone call she’d been waiting for and answered it, holding the phone up for them both to see a very tanned, very happy looking Alexia and Ridley on the other end.

RIDLEY POV

“Alexia…” she murmured against her forehead.

Alexia made a small, disgruntled noise and shifted slightly from her position laying half on top of Ridley. She liked to know she was close, always.

“We need to go…”

Another mildly annoyed, half-asleep noise. Amongst her mumbles, she heard the word “time.”

“It’s 6am…”

“Why…?”

She stroked her fingers along her side, feeling her shiver and seeing the goosebumps rise, knowing it would help to wake her. “It’s 11pm in London. We need to call Blue in an hour for her birthday.”

She took a deep breath and raised her head, looking absolutely stunning. She was without makeup, her face freshly naked from her sleep, and this is when Ridley was the most attracted to her. The person no one else got to see. The real, unfiltered Alexia.

“Give me 10.”

Alexia was a lot more awake when they arrived on the mainland of Thailand, though Ridley was on edge. She tied the aircraft up down at jetty and was again greeted by a ‘taxi’ driver who took them into the local town. Alexia was dressed in flip flops, jean shorts, a tight white shirt which showed off her figure, a simple black bag slung across her body, her hair was up in a messy bun with a dark floral bandana and yellow tinted metal framed sunglasses. She was gorgeous, and Ridley just wanted to touch her. To hold her close. To even just put her hand on her back and show everybody who she was with.

She led her to a café and sat down, ordering breakfast. Ridley immediately spotted the Pa Wai special forces acting as civilians around them. They acknowledged her in their own ways, and she returned it.

After they ate, Ridley slipped the battery into her phone to make their call. She spotted a suspicious looking man watching them and her first reaction was to hand her phone to Alexia and ask her to call Lucy as pretended to dig around in her bag, but really, she signalled below the table at the Pa Wai. She saw their heads spin to the man watching them. He seemed oblivious to everything else. They waited for him to make a move first.

“What's this?” Alexia asked.

Ridley looked briefly at what she was looking at. It was the two photos she’d taken on Alexia at the festival. She’d sent them to Blue.

“You looked beautiful,” she explained, and was rewarded with a soft expression. “I wanted to preserve that.”

Alexia leant over and kissed her softly on the cheek. Half of Ridley softened, and the other half tensed, knowing he was watching. Now he knew they were together.

Alexia called Lucy and suddenly they were talking to the pair. Ridley painted a smile onto her face, with Alexia naturally smiling still from the photos. They wished her a happy birthday, and Lucy handed her the present she’d left for her.

“What is it?”

She rolled her eyes. “Just open it, Blue.”

She saw the man watching them move around the back of the building and one of the Pa Wai operatives follow. She hoped he didn’t have weapons stored back there. She put her arm around the back of Alexia’s chair, ready to rip it backwards if they needed to duck.

Blue opened her present and her eyes teared up as she looked down at it. Ridley had to look away to stop her own emotions.

“It’s… but how….”

“It’s from Lex and I.” She felt Alexia look at her, not having known anything about it. “I found him when I visited London again this year.”

Blue looked down at her old teddy, the one that had provided her with so much comfort throughout her younger life. She’d lost him when they’d moved around so suddenly, and Ridley had found him in a box in her London apartment.

“We,” she looked at Alexia, “know that Lucy will be back and forth to Spain with Barca, and I know you sleep better with him.”

Lucy was silent, but she smiled at Ridley through the phone while Blue hugged him to her chest. She felt Alexia’s hand rest on her thigh below the table and knew she’d done something right.

“Thanks, Riddles. It’s perfect, as always.”

“I love you, Blue.”

“I love you, Riddles.”

They ended the call and Ridley removed the battery from it, putting it back in her bag. At that point, the operative hadn’t returned and another went to check the situation. Ridley turned to Alexia. “I’m going to get us some patongos. They’re a typical sweet Thai breakfast that I’d like you to try. Would you like anything else?”

She shook her head and held that look of adoration on her face. “You’re a good friend, Lee.”

Ridley smiled in acknowledgement and stood, walking away and gesturing to her to the Pa Wai. Eyes on Alexia.

She rounded the back of the building and spotted the trail of blood immediately. She followed it into the tall grass reeds and heard the knife swing before she saw it. She ducked backwards and shoved at the hand, grabbing it and punching him in the throat. He stumbled backwards. Only then as she took another step forward did she see the two Pa Wai operatives. One was dead. The other was injured and on the ground, gripping at the severed artery in his thigh as he tried to fashion a tourniquet.

The knife swung again, and she swore she could see money in the mans eyes. He looked like he was Thai, himself. The hit on her truly was bringing everyone out of the woodworks, though the knowledge that he was Thai eased her a bit. Perhaps she was just in the wrong place at the wrong time and he recognised her face.

Regardless of how little she knew of him, he was a killer. A contract killer. She needed to make quick work of him. She managed to get the knife from his hand and after knocking him off balance, she whipped her extended arm across in front of her, slicing his throat swiftly, and ducking to avoid the blood spray. She felt her stitches rip as she ducked into a crouch and inhaled sharply, watching as he clutched at his throat, stumbling backwards. As expected, he was dead within the next minute.

She cleaned the knife and helped the operative tie his tourniquet. She offered to help but he shook his head and called his back up. When they arrived, they ushered her away, and she left.

She entered the back of the restaurant, collecting some patongos and came back to the table. As soon as she saw Alexia safe, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She pasted a smile onto her face moved towards her, putting the donut-like food in front of the footballer. She sat and turned to Alexia who was staring into her eyes like she knew what just happened. Ridley’s jaw hardened. Alexia looked down at Ridley’s thigh which was dripping blood down her leg. She could explain that. It was okay.

But then she looked at her face and reached out, wiping her thumb across her cheek and showing her.

“Whose blood is this?”

[snazzilystoopid]

Kai Smith-Jiang Headcannons!

Here's Kai next! Enjoy!!

Starting off, I headcannon that he's Chinese and Polynesian

He's definitely gym buddies with Cole but just can't be bothered to commit to working out all the time

The guy's lazier than you think lmao 😭

He's got burn marks up his arms, and he also has a high pain tolerance, especially when it comes to burns

He loves spicy food

You can literally cook stuff on his skin

Great to be around during winter, not so great during summer

Dating Skylor Chen, but they always argue over the pettiest things most of the time

Don't get him wrong though, he loves her sm and they usually make up like 15 minutes after because Kai craves her attention lol

He's bi, he actually was commonly asked out alot by both men and women

Pro at skateboarding

Nya's his no. 1 best friend and he'd do anything for her

He didn't actually have a proper education, because he had to look after Nya in the absence of his parents

He goes through half a tub of gel every couple days

Most famous ninja, he's an influencer and probably has half of Ninjago following him on Chirp

Lloyd is like a little brother to him, and he always looks out for him

If anything ever happened to Lloyd or Nya, Kai would instantly blame himself

He has two ear peircings on each ear, one of them always matches with Skylor's

This man will swear in almost every sentence he speaks, he's just so pissed at everything all the time

His favourite thing to do is just ride around on a motocycle just for the feeling of wind in his face and hair.....no he doesn't wear a helmet

And YES he legit thinks that he's a movie's main character and everybody else are just extras

He owns a leather jacket that used to belong to his dad, Ray, and he'll wear it literally everywhere when he's not wearing his ninja gi

Thanks for reading !! <33

[grayskythunder]

Fuck it, headcanons that don't serve any purpose other than for my own personal enjoyment

Everyone on the team gets intrusive thoughts because I say so, some much louder than others (Lloyd and kai)

Kai cannot handle spice. I mean he can handle a little just enough for the food to taste good but any more and he will die.

Nya is a God with spicy food anyone catching a whiff of the amount of spice she puts in will not survive. she has the best spice tolerance in the whole team (and maybe realm)

Lloyd only started to dissociate (derailization and depersonalization) after morro's possession (because yes it fucked him up quite badly!!) It used to be triggered frequently directly after possession but its gotten better over time

Jay is trans, Cole is aroace, Lloyd is questioning (like me :D), Zane is pan, Nya is bi, and Kai is the token straight (sorry for this one lol)

Jay keeps accidently exploding the nearest microwave whenever he gets spooked. Like that's his go to thing to explode. whenever there's not a microwave in the Bounty or monastery the police will call them about ANOTHER broken microwave in some poor persons apartment.

Cole and Lloyd would be Lovejoy fans I refuse to listen to reason. Kai hates lovejoy and complains loudly. So does misako but she doesn't let Lloyd know to keep him happy (she does wear earbuds whenever Lloyd starts blasting music at full volume because his music taste is so shit (its mine))

Cole and Jay will have painting sessions together to calm down after bad missions or nightmares (sometimes someone will go get water at 3 am and get scared half to death to see the two of them just casually drawing)

Zane loves classical music. Pixal loves heavy metal rock. They research each others tastes and send music to each other

Kai's hair routine takes 3 hours minimum

Before SoG, Jay used to gel his hair straight and used makeup to cover up his freckles. Now he let's his hair be curly and doesn't hide his freckles

Nya used to beat up bullies at her school without Kai knowing. She got injured so often to the point Kai thought SHE was being bullied until one day he came to visit and saw her absolutely destroying some random kid. He was proud inside but had to scold her

[cosmicalily]

my japanese kpop-stan mother gives kpop idols roles in her life (if she knew them) - SKZ, BTS, TXT and ENHYPEN

tagging @thevampywolf since she loves my mother and her iconic content (and my mum loves her too, they're like the same person at times welp)

my mum and dad are currently beefing about seungmin and jeongin bc both of them like to annoy each other so vote here on opinions and to hear the full story since it's fun

SKZ

chris - "my client." (for context, she's a psychologist, and she likes to assess kpop idols for fun)

minho - "he would have been my boyfriend, but i wouldn't marry him, because we're too similar, and we'd have too many cats and be a bit crazy."

changbin - "my workout buddy." (they're both gym rats)

hyunjin - "a popular boy in high school that i did a group assignment with."

jisung - "my best friend." (she thinks he's funny)

felix - "i probably would've had a crush on him when i was junior high school."

seungmin - "a guy i hated in high school." (mum's very minho coded, and so she'd probably beef with him the way minho does, so sorta affectionately)

jeongin - "my son in law." (she wants me to marry him, like she straight up told me she won't let me marry any other boy.)

TXT

yeonjun - "the nephew of a twin i didn't know i had." (she's getting a little too creative with these and this one made me snort)

soobin - "son in law."

beomgyu - "my best friend." (i'm actually scared of the chaos that would ensue)

taehyun - "school captain that i hated." (she actually loves taehyun and seungmin, but she thinks she wouldn't get on with them when she was young since she was very sassy and probably would clash personalities or get annoyed lmao)

huening kai - "my son." (he's her child in her opinion, and he reminds her of my little brother so she sees him as a son)

ENHYPEN

heeseung - "he would've been my boyfriend in high school." (duolingo has another person to battle here, although she says she wouldn't marry him or minho, because she's already married to my dad, which is cute lmao)

jay - "classmate in uni."

jake - "my neighbour's son who i didn't hang out with much." (i swear she's thought about these answers before sjgdhs)

sunghoon - "classmate."

sunoo - "my little brother." (this was cute, she has a very soft spot for him and i can see her protecting him and also fighting with him since they're both sassy)

jungwon - "a kid i made cry in primary school." (i'm literally WHEEZING)

niki - "my son." (he's a japanese boy, so of course he's close to her heart.)

BTS

jin - "the rich neighbour's son i hated." (the way she's beefing with so many idols i'm CRYING)

yoongi - "my friend in high school." (they'd get along well, i can see that)

namjoon - "a weird guy in my university class who liked making friends and tried to talk to me too much." (THE DETAIL HELP)

hoseok - "my best friend." (she once dreamt about him working in a theme park as one of those dress up characters lmao. him, gyu and hannie and her would be a chaotic and unstoppable team)

jimin - "my gay friend." (i asked her why she thought this, and she said he reminds her of me, and since i'm bi, she just decided that was the defining factor)

taehyung - "my brother." (she loves him, his music and his dog, he's her bias and i think he belongs in the 'has a soft spot for' category with jeongin, sunoo, huening kai, soobin and niki)

jungkook - "a kid who had a crush on me in junior high school." (i asked her if she liked him back, and she said even if she did, she would avoid him, since he'd be annoying. i think her reference for this was the seven music video and since then her view's been tainted)

my mother is such an icon for this welp, she was just like "you know let me give skz roles in my life," and then it turned into this

[gatheringbones]

best books of 2022 rec list:

fiction:

chouette by claire oshetsky

forty thousand in gehenna by cj cherryh

fierce femmes and notorious liars by kai cheng thom

sula by toni morrison

everyone in this room will someday be dead by emily r. austin

jane eyre by charlotte bronte

villette by charlotte bronte

non-fiction:

gay spirit by mark thompson

we too: stories on sex work and survival by natalie west

transgender history by susan stryker

blood marriage wine & glitter by s bear bergman

love and rage: the path to liberation through anger by lama rod owens

gay soul by mark thompson

between certain death and a possible future: queer writing on growing up in the AIDS crisis by mattilda bernstein sycamore

the man they wanted me to be: toxic masculinity and a crisis of our own making by jared yates sexton

nobody passes: rejecting the rules of gender and conformity by mattilda bernstein sycamore

cruising: an intimate history of a radical pastime by alex espinoza

gay body by mark thompson

what my bones know: a memoir of healing from complex trauma by stephanie foo

the child catchers: rescue, trafficking, and the new gospel of adoption by kathryn joyce

the opium wars: the addiction of one empire and the corruption of another by w. travis hanes III

a queer history of the united states by michael bronski

the trouble with white women by kyla schuller

what we don't talk about when we talk about fat by aubrey gordon

the feminist porn book by tristan taormino

administrations of lunacy: a story of racism and psychiatry at the midgeville asylum by mab segrest

the women's house of detention by hugh ryan

angela davis: an autobiography by angela davis

ten steps to nanette by hannah gadsby

neuroqueer heresies by nick walker

the remedy: queer and trans voices on health and healthcare by zena sharman

brilliant imperfection by eli clare

the dawn of everything: a new history of humanity by david graeber and david wengrow

tomorrow sex will be good again by katherine angel

all our trials: prisons, policing, and the feminist fight to end violence by emily l. thuma

if this is a man by primo levi

bi any other name: bisexual people speak out by lorraine hutchins

white rage: the unspoken truth of our racial divide by carol anderson

public sex: the culture of radical sex by pat califa

I'm glad my mom died by jenette mccurdy

care of: letters, connections and cures by ivan coyote

the gentrification of the mind: witness to a lost imagination by sarah schulman

skid road: on the frontier of health and homelessness in an american city, by josephine ensign

the origins of totalitarianism by hannah arendt

nice racism: how progressive white people perpetuate racial harm by robin diangelo

corrections in ink by keri blakinger

sexed up: how society sexualizes us and how we can fight back by julia serano

smash the church, smash the state! the early years of gay liberation by tommi avicolli mecca

no more police: a case for abolition by mariame kaba

until we reckon: violence, mass incarceration, and a road to repair by danielle sered

the care we dream of: liberatory & transformative justice approaches to LGBTQ+ health by zena sharman

reclaiming two-spirits: sexuality, spiritual renewal and sovereignty in native america by gregory d. smithers

the sentences that create us: crafting a writer's life in prison by Caits Messner

[babyindeath]

I just rewatched DP&W for the first time and I'm so bummed out about the last scene where Logan takes the dog from Wade and tells him "talk to the girl" kinda kills the whole build up of their (Logan and Wade's) progressing relationship :((( it was all cute when I first saw it but after all this time it kinda ruins the gay vibe from the rest of the movie

I totally get it, anon. The first two times I saw this movie I thought that neither of these romantic storylines worked narratively. Like at all. I’m still confused by the writing of it. I was really furious about it for a long time.

After my, say, third time watching it, I realised Vanessa did not necessarily “take” Wade back. First, we have the obvious fact she’s still seeing that aforementioned German guy from work (it’s only been two days), and second she does not respond to Wade’s confession - “I did it for you, even if you don’t want me” - verbally. Just held his hand seemingly platonically. Because why would they break up and get back together? They’re really going to fucking write this arc again? Seriously? So, after thinking about it, I decided to have at least a bit of faith in Ryan Reynolds et al.. They’re friends

Logan knows Wade still loves Vanessa. Even if Logan is starting to maybe fall in love with Wade, he knows that Vanessa is the love of Wade’s life and all he wanted to do for the entire mission was save Vanessa and his universe. It makes sense why he’d encourage him to talk to her. We know he truly cares about him thanks to the Time Ripper/Subway scene. (Genuinely can’t believe they didn’t kiss, instead he playfully hit Wade. ‘kay.). As a bi+ person myself I understand that he’s still not quite over Vanessa 6 years into their break-up while simultaneously crushing on Logan. Especially as she is still part of his found family.

When I first watched that scene, I was flabbergasted just like you. ‘What? What do you mean? But they. What? I.’ It’s another clip that the Deadpool-Wolverine fandom seems to either skim over or just pretend didn’t happen to protect the ship. But let’s be honest. These writers have heterosexual brains. Or so it seems. Debatable about Ryan’s brain. I don’t know how heterosexual brains work but from some of the choices in the movie re: Poolverine, I’m guessing not the best.

As for it taking away the gay vibes, Wade is still pansexual. He talks graphically about how he’d like to get fucked by male ‘dancers’. He says he doesn’t have a lot of vaginal sex. He has a sex dream about Thor. And another one. He’s very obviously aroused by Logan. He’s always talking about ass play. But I hate the fact his queerness is only discussed in jokes either among his character or for the audience and his love for Vanessa is always treated very seriously. Even 8 years after the first instalment. I hate it. And I can’t think about it or I’ll want to die.

Wade and Logan’s relationship changed completely in two days. They wanted to kill eachother. They had wrestle sex for 12 hours. They saved the world. Logan moved in with Wade. Wade introduced him to Al like a boyfriend. Again, I don’t know what heterosexuals think when they watch this movie, and I wish I did. So I still don’t know if the queerness in this film is intentional. My soul tells me it is. Everything I know about Ryan tells me this too. But when I think about Disney, Marvel, Ryan’s thinly-veiled desperation to be liked by the general public, the fact he’s for some reason become a business mogul, and that queer people will always be viewed as an accessory to our forever heteronormative society, my heart does sink. A bit heavy for a blockbuster discussion but representation is ALWAYS a big fucking deal. And I totally understand you.

I don’t even know what the hell my point is to be honest. Hope you can take something from all that though. Thank you for the message, I don’t get a lot of interaction on here so it means a lot! I don’t know if I helped. I haven’t written anything in an essay format in so long

[lovecolibri]

hi just wanted to say a big thank you for being positive and excited for s8 and the buddie of it all bc a lot of my dash has been doom and gloom since the trailer dropped 🫶🏻 i think you’re right! we might not get buddie in s8 but knowing the actors and writers are aware and support it is everything, i don’t think this is another supernatural situation (hopefully)

So sorry this is a couple days late! This is incredibly sweet, but also hilarious to me personally because I felt like I was being WAY less positive than everyone else about the season as a whole because I am a mustache hater to my CORE, and I thought the bees thing sounded like it could be dumb and just a distraction like the escaped zoo animals for season 5, and my worst case scenario was that it was actually going to turn in to a big cop storyline like season 5 instead of focusing on the firefam saving people from a big disaster like we used to get. AND OH, FUCKING LOOK 🙄🙄🙄

ANYWAY, I was being way less fun than everyone else, so I'm truly sorry for what your dash must have looked like if I was a beacon of positivity! As far as Buddie though like, I am trying not to get my hopes up too high (lying) because season 4 burned me HARD when I had convinced myself that tay kay being awful to Buck and flat out calling him "needy", especially after seeing Buck Begins and knowing how that would hurt him, was the show telling us she was not a good fit and I wasn't even concerned about them getting together! I was *shook* when they turned Eddie's shooting into a whole thing about her instead of the firefam and EDDIE. So like. I am not the best judge, although knowing that Tim WANTED to do something else and FOX shut it down, maybe I was more right about all that mess than the show gaslighted me into believing back then 🤷🏻‍♀️

I had to roll my eyes about tay kay for a whole fucking season and sit on that bottle of champagne I bought for BT bones for like, MONTHS. Over winter hiatus and everything! Because they drug that shit out for no reason all season to give Buck something to do. And that's not even touching what I had to survive with other shows (*cough cough* Roswell NM *cough*). So if I have to roll my eyes through BT 2: Return of the Plot Device To Give Buck Something To Do, I can. But I am absolutely gonna complain the whole time.

I think it's important to take the wins where we can and there's a lot to be happy about! Everything about BT has been the vague responses they give about every nothing relationship ever time. We are not fighting the showrunner OR the actors for this, it's a battle with the network, and we got bi Buck within 4 episodes of moving to ABC and the early renewal caused them to push storylines back knowing they had a whole season to do them. And honestly? Knowing they may not get another season? (especially if the opener is unsatisfying AGAIN??) I'm actually not pushing it out past season 8. I think we're getting something this season because they have no guarantees of renewal especially with the kind of budget the show requires, and they finally have a network that isn't holding them back. I'm all about managing expectations (I try very hard and fail a lot), but that means being open to good things too, and I think we're getting good things for Buddie.