#I’m glad I got this out before that ✌️

[bluebutlikenotalways]

And so we return, as all things do, to Centaurworld.

[X] Should I draw Nowhere King Black Pearl? Vote now!

ALSO! White Pearl’s design is once again cosmicwhoreo’s

Actually I’m not leaving this in the tags. I loved doing those funky backgrounds, but it also means a diversity loss because he fucking speared her on bisexual beach DX

[dinogoofymutated]

Plz tell me you’re doing a part 2/continuation of you nsfw nightcrawler(only if you don’t want to of course). I just have got to read about Kurt returning the favor cus I just know he’s going to be a little teaser/pleaser 🤭 ya know. Kurt has been one of my first loves since I was a kid and I’m so glad the nightcrawler fandom has come out of hiding because it feels nice to be in a place that gets you😌

NSFW!Nightcrawler/AFAB!reader - part 2!

Don't forget to read part 1!

Ask and you shall receive!! You and @the-girl-who-walks-with-faeries both requested a part 2 so here it is!! I hope this is okay, I know the original was completely GN but I wasn't sure how to do that with this one!

Also, I know we all love our goofy furball but this is a daily reminder that Kurt has so much depth to his character. It's really easy for us as a Fandom to characterize him as a happy-go-lucky ball of constant sunshine but he's much more than that!- Tis all. Peace ✌️

TW: MDNI!!!! Smut, fingering, PNV sex. Little bit of teasing. Lots of petnames. Sorry for the shitty German translations. Creampie.

Kurt used to be really self conscious about his hands when the two of you first got together. It's not that he thought you found them disgusting, in fact, he knew it was quite the opposite.

He was just worried that he wasn't able to prepare you properly. Especially since they're so wide set on his hand. Going two at a time wouldn't be comfortable for you or him.

Eventually, he did become more confident on himself, especially when he tried other ways of foreplay, making sure you're not only prepared, but fully sated before the main course.

“Please, let me return the favor, my love.”

Kurt's hands teasingly rubbed the crook of your thighs, caressing the sensitive inner skin. You can't help but let out a little whine as he slides his hands closer to your lips, only to slide away again. He chuckles, and you faintly hear his tail swaying back and forth against the bed.

"Kurt, don't tease." You softly chide, relaxing further into his chest. He leans over to kiss your cheek, trailing down to your neck sensually. You sigh as he licks and nips at the soft skin.

"Apologies, Schatz. Seems I can't help myself." He muses. You gasp as a fingertip grazes across your clit, teasing at first, before he adds a little more pressure. You let out a noise of pleasure and contentment at the sensation. Kurt's other hand reaches up to caress your breast, thumb gently brushing across your nipple. You sink your teeth into your bottom lip as the finger on your clit dips down, teasing your slit as he gathers the sickness pooling there and drags it back up to your clit.

"All this, for me?" Kurt hums, his canines grazing the crook of your neck. You nodd in response, unable to think clearly enough to respond to him. He chuckles again, turning your head to pull you into a deep kiss. You feel one of his fingers teasing your slit again, sliding in rather smoothly. The action causes you to gasp into his mouth, and Kurt takes the invitation. His tongue caresses the inside of your mouth, keeping you rather occupied as he fingers your cunt. His kiss leave you breathless, gasping for air when you separate. His face is just as flushed as your own as his thumb wipes the spit from your mouth. You stick your tongue out to meet his thumb, licking the pad of the digit before sucking it into your mouth teasingly. Kurt can't take his eyes off of you, cursing quietly at the action. The curl of his finger inside of you causes you to release it, moaning as he touches you just right.

"Kurt?" He sucks in a breath at the sound of your voice.

"Yes, liebling?" The nickname causes a flutter in your chest even now, sprawled out across his lap in the throes of pleasure.

"Fuck me?" He's speechless for a moment, heated gaze keeping your own. He can't kelp but lean in and kiss you again, his tail wrapping around your waist to simply have you fully encompasses in his hold.

"...I will do more than just that, my love." He whispers once he gathers himself enough to speak. He gently turns you around, kissing you over and over as he lays you against the bed. His hands trail down your arms. Gathering your wrists and bringing them upwards to press kisses to both palms. His eyes narrow as he catching a glimpse of the bruise forming on one of your wrists, and a heated gaze turns to concern.

"Did I do this?" He asks, tail unwinding from around your waist, like he's worried he'd squeeze you to tight (again). You don't want to lie to him, but you don't want to tell him either, knowing that the thought of hurting you while caught up in his own pleasure is more than a nightmare for him. Instead you pull him down to kiss you. He sighs into the kiss, caressing the bruise before he moves onto his elbows to hold himself above you in the bed. He’s hard against you when you grind up against his pelvis, the action making him gasp. He separates from the kiss reluctantly as you begin to line him up, notching the head of his cock against your slit. He stops you before you try to take him in.

"You stop me if that ever happens again." Kurt says, a little more strictly than you've heard him speak to you before.

"Okay." You nodd at him. "I promise." He smiles at you, brushing the hair out of your face before he begins to push into you, slowly. You're breath gets caught in your throat as he does so, sinking into you inch by inch. Kurt’s face is scrunched up in pleasure, those beautiful sharp canines biting into his lip before he buries his face in your neck.

Nothing has ever felt as perfect as he does when he's finally bottomed out inside of you. He sits for a moment, letting you adjust to his length before your patting his shoulders, begging him to move. He does so, starting slowly, thrusting deep into you as he pours his love into your body. You're doing your best to keep quiet, but it's hard when Kurt feels so perfect inside of you. Each thrust into you sends another flicker of pleasure to your stomach, already feeling so close.

Kurt himself isn't fairing much better, his whines and noises of pleasure being a sound you want to memorize until the day you die. Every once in a whole he'll murmur words of praise and love and appreciation for you, your body, your soul. He's immersed in the depths of you, sinking into your cushiony walls faster and faster as he begins to reach his own peak once again. One particular thrust is a little shaprer than the others, leading you to call out his name.

"Pssst. wir müssen ruhig sein. Liebe." He shushes you, pressing a kiss to your cheek. His strokes become faster as he gets closer and closer, not too far behind you.

"Kurt! I'm- ah... I..."

"Ich weiß, Schatz. Hah... ich bin bei dir." The knot of pleasure inside you snaps, and snapps hard. Kurt groans as he feels your walls fluttering around him, sucking him in. The sensation is too much. He thrusts inside you a few more times before he's reaches his own peak, cumming inside you in warm spurts. He twitches inside you, letting out small whines as he rides through the waves of pleasure.

Kurt collapses partially on top of you when he's done, pulling out gently and panting as the two of you try to catch your breath. His face is flushed when you look over at him, hair disheveled with his eyes blissfully closed. Your heart skips a few beats at the sight, and you find yourself reaching over to caress his face. His eyes blink open, and he smiles in a way that makes your heart stop. He holds your hand to his face, brushing his thumb across the skin of your knuckles.

"I missed you so much." You murmur, leaning in to rest your forehead against his. His smile would spread wider if it could, nothing but love and adoration in his eyes.

"We should make up for all the lost time then, love. How long do you think it will take for the others to notice us missing?"

[niki-phoria]

can i request for cha hyunsu/??? like the times where he became the big spoon (yk giving the reader affections and all that) ✌️😚 i like your writing btw!! take the time to write this as well🙏🙏🙏🙏 in need of hyunsu content

bringing this gif back he's so kdsldnslk

pairing: infected!hyunsu x infected!gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 1.4k

warnings: lots of blood, canon typical violence, one mention of a car accident

includes: reader is also infected, went back and rewatched ep 04 to write this, idk if i want to start writing for sweet home again bc i didn't like the drama and i never finished it but i love hyunsu :// i might occasionally write for him but it won't be often

a/n: thank you for requesting !! i hope you like it :))

requests open !! read my rules first

hyunsu awakes with a gasp, body jolting upwards. “hyunsu,” you place a gentle hand on his shoulder as he stares at you with wide eyes before slowly relaxing. you pull him into a hug as his eyes scan around in an attempt to figure out where he woke up. it’s a small, quaint room decorated with various flyers hanging from the walls and dim lighting casting a golden glow from the lights hanging above. “you’re awake.” 

“what happened?” he asks when you pull away, searching your body for potential injuries. there are patches of dried blood on your face and patches of brown stain on the sleeves of your jacket.

your answer is interrupted when eunhyuk enters. “you’re both fine,” he says. “you fell from the ninth floor and woke up in three hours. maybe the golden hour saved you.” hyunsu stares up at him with wide eyes as you reach over to take his hand into yours. “how do you feel?” 

hyunsu raises a hand in front of his face before replying. it’s a little bloody - much like his clothing is - but there are no other injuries on him. not even a bruise. “i think i’m okay.” 

“good,” he sighs. “it’s going to be tough from now on.” with the somewhat ominous implication to his words, eunhyuk turns on his heel to call the rest of the residents into the playroom. 

hyunsu turns to you once his voice fades away, raising a hand to wipe at a spot of dried blood on your cheek. “are you okay?” 

you nod. “i’m just glad you’re feeling alright. you really scared me, you know.” 

“i’m sorry,” he murmurs. you simply shake your head, shifting a little closer to him. 

you fall into silence; the only sounds are the other residents moving throughout the building and eunhyuk calling for them. hyunsu smiles slightly when you lean your head against his shoulder, relaxing against him.

“whatever happens, we’ll stick together,” he whispers. 

you look up at him through tired eyes, exhaustion slowly beginning to show in the form of dark circles underneath your eyes. “you promise?” 

he nods, leaning down to press a kiss against your forehead. “i promise.”

the moment is interrupted by eunhyuk returning, silently gesturing for you to follow him out of the room. the other residents stare at you as you follow after him before a man steps forwards. “you’re out of your mind,” he scowls, glaring at eunhyuk before stepping in front of you. hyunsu positions his body in front of yours as the man brandishes a boxcutter at his neck. “don’t you dare turn,” he warns, outstretching the blade. “got it? you fucking monster.”  

“got it.” you reply before tugging hyunsu along with you into the playroom with the others. they gather in a group on the opposite side of the room from you and hyunsu, watching you with wide, unnerving eyes.

eunhyuk is the last to enter the room, standing near you as the man slams the boxcutter down on the table. “i say we kill them.” 

“what?” 

“we can’t do that,” jisu argues. 

“it’s for everybody’s safety. let’s not waste our opportunity.” 

“y/n,” hyunsu whispers from beside you. he gently cups your cheek with his hand as he gently uses a tissue to wipe away the blood from your nose and chin. it’s a comforting gesture amidst the chaos of monsters suddenly appearing in your apartment building and your suspected infection causing nosebleeds and hallucinations. 

you remain silent as the people around you continue arguing, ignoring their terrified looks and nervous glances from the people surrounding you. the argument is finally broken when eunhyuk steps forwards to take charge once again. 

“here,” he says, setting a box down on the table. “we’ll take a vote,” he says as he holds up a stack of post it notes. “if you agree that they should be allowed to stay, draw an x. if we should quarantine them, draw a circle.” 

your attention returns to hyunsu as eunhyuk begins passing out pieces of paper. he’s staring down at the ground as you nervously await your fate together. you reach over to take his hand into yours, intertwining your fingers together. 

once everyone has voted, he begins to open them one by one. you zone the words out in favor of playing with your boyfriend’s fingers. it’s a habit you had picked up after he was hospitalized for the car accident. it had put him unconscious for a few days and you spent the time tracing miscellaneous shapes into his soft skin. 

you nearly flinch when the man who threatened you begins yelling again. “are you all fucking crazy?” he looks down at you before turning to face the group. “they’re monsters! they’ll kill us all!” 

you look up just long enough to watch eunhyuk open another vote - x. “don’t get worked up yet,” eunhyuk says. “the last vote will determine what we do.” 

hyunsu squeezes your hand in his as eunhyuk reaches into the box to open the final vote. his eyebrows furrow slightly before he turns it around to show the group. on the piece of paper is a red circle with an x through it. “invalid.” 

“no way,” the man hisses. he steps forwards, angrily grabbing the paper from eunhyuk’s hands before throwing it down onto the ground. “we have to get rid of them! murder is killing a human being, not a monster!” you step back when he shoves the table over, watching as it hits the ground with a loud crash. 

a silence falls over the room before the sound of dripping catches your attention. “honey,” a woman whispers in disbelief. the slow dripping quickly turns into streams of blood staining the wooden floor. the man brings his hands up to his nose in a poor attempt to stop the bleeding as everyone looks on in horror. 

“it’s…” he steps closer to the group who retract away as soon as he gets close. “it’s because i’m tired! that’s all!” 

hyunsu stands up from beside you, stepping in front of the man. “you better brace yourself if you don’t want to get eaten by a monster.” the man’s cursing falls on deaf ears as he kneels down to grab a vote from the floor. “do i have the right to vote?” he holds the paper over the opened box before pausing. “if i put this in, he’ll be thrown out too, right?” his eyes have turned to a familiar shade of black when he turns back to face the man. “am i right?” 

the man collapses to the ground as hyunsu drops the vote into the box before walking back over to where you’re still sitting. he helps you up before intertwining your fingers once again as you follow eunhyuk into the room where you’ll be quarantined. 

you sit beside hyunsu on a couch as eunhyuk lowers the gate, locking you inside of the room. there isn’t much inside - only the couch, a few file cabinets, and some other miscellaneous items like a trash can. there are no lights so you settle for sitting in darkness, your only source of lighting coming from the hallway where you can see a variety of people have gathered together; though you’re not sure if they’re standing around to watch over you or eavesdrop on whatever you’re saying. 

“do you really think we’ll turn into monsters?” you whisper. hyunsu looks over at you before reaching over to grab your hand. 

“i don’t know what will happen to us,” he answers after a few seconds of silence. “but i know i made you a promise. and i’m not going to break it.”

for what feels like the first time in days, you smile. it’s small, but the sight of it is enough to bring a similar one to hyunsu’s own face. he reaches over to cup your cheek with his hand, brushing his thumb against the skin. despite knowing the other residents are just outside of the room staring at you, he pulls you into a sweet kiss. it’s short though neither of you mind. 

he presses another kiss against your forehead as you let out a small sigh, leaning your head against his chest and letting your eyes close. “tired?” he whispers. 

you hum. hyunsu shifts, keeping your body close to his as he lays down on the couch beside you. you move even closer to him to bury your face into the crook of his neck. his arms wrap around your waist as he rubs a gentle hand against your back. “i love you,” he murmurs.

“i love you too,” you hum, finally relaxing into your lover’s arms. 

[whirlwindimagines]

Hey!! I love your work I was wondering if I could ask for some Vash comforting Reader who’s got adhd and some real shitty parents who treat them like an animal because of it? Mostly self indulgent since I’ve been dealing with that shit lately and just need some comfort but if this is out of your comfort zone then there’s no worries at all!!!! Please make sure to take care of yourself too and always remember you’re loved!!! Love and peace ✌️💕

Thank you! And I’m sorry you’ve been feeling so down, and dealing with that. I’m probably, not the best person to write this lol so I just tried to write some comfort. I’m sorry if this isn’t exactly what you asked for, but I hope you enjoy it! And you are loved too! 💙

‘And I’ll love the world, like I should’

Vash X Reader

Opening the window quietly, the night air hits your tear-stained face. And while it makes you feel a little better, but not by much. Taking a deep breath, you sneak out of the window and hit the desert sand with a soft ‘thud’.

Shoving your hands in your coat pocket, you head out into the dunes. There’s a great overhang outside of town, that you love resting at. You go there to think and just be. Kicking some rocks out of the way, you try not to think of home. But it’s painful not to, your mind randomly jumps to Vash.

It warms your heart a bit thinking of him, meeting him had been an accident. You helped him out when some bounty hunters were on his tail. After everything got sorted out, you bought him a warm meal and he was very appreciative of it.

The week or so he spent with you was one of the best ever, spending time with someone so kind made your life for the moment easier. Vash was easy to talk to and he was a good shoulder to cry on. While he helped you with your own messy emotions you also liked helping him. Your problems seemed so small in comparison to his, but he never made you feel that way.

Reaching the cliff side, you sat down on the ledge swinging your feet back and forth. You missed him, watching him leave was hard and it made returning back to your cold home even more painful. He would try to visit when he can, and you enjoyed it every time. It’s been a while now almost a month and you missed him greatly.

Moving to lay on your back, you rest your hands over your stomach and close your eyes. You figured sleeping out here was better than home, not knowing how long you’ve resting there you hear footsteps behind you.

Sitting up in slight fear you turn, you let out a soft gasp as Vash stands before you giving you a wave and a soft smile. You burst into tears, Vash lets out a confused noise and quickly reaches your side dropping to his knees before you. His hands hover only for a moment before he gathers you in his arms you resting in his lap.

He presses a kiss to the top of your head before resting his cheek on your head. Holding you carefully in his arms, “it’s okay, I’m here.” He mutters it softly to you. The tears keep coming and your hands grip his jacket like it’s a lifeline.

“Sorry.” You whisper, Vash grips your chin making you look at him, he’s looking at you so kindly it makes your heart hurt. “Don’t ever apologize for your feelings.” He pouts at you, and you smile weakly at him. You sigh leaning into him, “it’s just so hard ya know. I feel like I’m broken” You whisper, Vash presses another kiss to the top of your head and makes your heart flutter. 

Vash let’s put a ‘hum’ rocking you a bit, “I know, but there’s nothing wrong with you.” More tears start to fall and you sniffle as Vash holds you closer, “you are not broken.” He says it so sternly it makes you jump, looking up and meeting his gaze you can see how serious he is.

You open your mouth to argue with him, but you're too tired. Feeling a little better, you close your eyes with a soft sigh. “Thank you, Vash, I’m glad your here.” And you mean it, you don’t ask why he is here and how long he’s staying for right now being with him like this is enough to ease your pain. 

Eyes opening with a start you yelp as Vash suddenly stands your arms going around his neck. “I’m glad I’m here too, but I’m not letting you sleep out here.” You whine, “I don’t want to go home.” You admit softly, and Vash smiles at you. 

“I won’t make you go back there; I got a hotel room for the night we can sleep there.” You like the sound of that resting your head in the crook of his neck you flush as you ask your next question. “Together?” With your hand on his chest, you feel his heart race. 

“Yeah together.” Smiling and content you close your eyes, trusting Vash to take care of you and keep you safe.

[supernaturalgirl20]

The Future

Pairings: Marcus Pike x f!reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, explicit, unprotected sex, mentions of therapy, mentions of infertility, Marcus being handsy, fluff.

Summary: it’s Christmas time once again in the Pike household as we skip a year ahead.

Series Masterlist

A/N: ahhh ok so this is it, the end. Thank you so much for following along and supporting me with this. I love you all 😍 (sorry it’s a bit late I’ve been nursing the flu 🤒) I’m also gonna take a little break but I’ll be back in February with a new series and some Joel content ✌️

Comments and reblogs really appreciated 🥰

The house smelled of Christmas.

Of the spiced orange candles that were lit throughout the house. Of the mulled wine Marcus had made earlier and the pine from the tree that was fully decorated in your living room.

You stood staring at the fire that was blazing in the fireplace when a pair of arms circled around your waist pulling you into the hard chest of your husband.

“Hmm, what are you thinking about, baby?” Marcus asked as he nuzzled his face into your neck.

“Just how I can’t believe we’ve never hosted Christmas before. I’m glad your mom finally gets a break from all that cooking.” You twisted around in his arms and wrapped your hand around his neck. His brown eyes staring down at you, full of warmth and adoration and you can’t believe how differently things could have been.

“I love you so much, baby. I’m so glad we made that trip home last year. It was the wake up call I needed. Now look at us,” he says as his eyes drift around the room, taking it all in before they meet your gaze again.

“I think you mean only for your mother,” you beamed up at him and the smile that spread across his face sent a spark straight to your core.

“Ok, I’ll admit it was her meddling that finally gave me the slap across the head but, we would have come to the same conclusion all on our own.” He says, kissing your neck, the slight stubble rubbing along your skin.

“I don’t know,” you say teasingly, your fingers playing with the soft curls at the back of his neck. “We were pretty much done for.”

“We were, were we?” His hands move from resting on your hips up along the curve of your body until his fingers begin to tickle you. You had tried to keep a straight face but he wouldn’t let up and you began to laugh loudly.

His fingers stopped their assault and you both listened for a beat and when the house remained quiet you reached up and kissed him softly.

You swallowed his answering moan and his hands worked their way down over your hips, slowly pulling your dress up over your thighs. You shuddered under his touch when his fingers ran along the seam of your underwear but you quickly pulled away.

“Marcus, you rasped. “We can’t. We have to make sure everything’s ready, your parents will be here soon.” He shook his head as he inched closer, his arms pulling you back into his embrace.

“Got everything under control, baby. We have time.” His lips graze along the skin of your neck and you moan when he nips you gently.

“I don’t….what about….oh god,” you moan as his hand squeezes your breast. “Easy, they're a little sore.”

“Sorry. I’ll be gentle, promise,” he whispers into your skin as he peppers kisses down along your neck and the curve of your breasts. “Ok,” you breath out raggedly, “but we gotta be quick.”

“I can work with that,” he says as he pulls you along behind him and up the stairs towards your shared room.

***

He’s gentle. Fingers brushing softly against your skin as he slowly removes your clothes, laying you back on the bed as he leans on top of you, his arms balancing his weight.

He kisses you passionately. His hands gripping onto your waist as his mouth moves down along your neck. “What…Marcus,” you whimper. “What are you doing?”

“Wanna taste you, baby.” His eyes are hooded as he looks up at you, his mouth leaving a trail of light kisses along your stomach. You reach down and grab him with a shake of your head.

“Please…just fuck me. We don’t have time,” you breath raggedly as your eyes drift to the nightstand. He follows your gaze before his eyes drift back to you naked beneath him. “Ok baby,” he says as he lines himself up at your entrance and with one thrust, sheaths himself inside you.

“Jesus…fuck, baby. Still so goddamn tight,” he breaths as he stares down at you. “Move Marcus,” you plead and he begins to rock his hips against you. Slowly at first but then you move your legs to wrap around his ass, urging him with your body to move faster.

“Oh fuck Marcus…” You grip onto his shoulders as you clamp down around him. He’s suddenly lifting you as he sits back on his knees, thighs working to thrust into you. His hands grip you tight around the waist as he pushes you down onto him.

He pulls your nipple gently into his mouth as his hand squeezes your ass and the feel of his teeth grazing your skin has you shuddering. Your climax crashes over you and you have to bite your lip to stop yourself from screaming.“Don’t! Don’t…do that wanna hear you. Fuck I’m close where….where do you want me, baby?”

“Marcus fuck…please fill me up baby…please I want…wanna feel you.” His thrusts are erratic now as he seeks his release, thrusting into you twice more before he fills you up, spurting rope after rope of his come inside you. He rests his head on your shoulder as he calms his breathing, your hand running through his hair.

After a few minutes he pushes you back on the bed slipping out of you in the process as he moves to lay beside you. Marcus leans over and captures your lips in a soft kiss. “I love you, baby.”

“Hmm, love you….” The sound of the baby monitor crackling to life on the nightstand startles you both and you groan into his shoulder. “I got it, baby. Take a few minutes to rest, I’ll use the milk you pumped earlier.”

He hops out of bed and dresses quickly leaning down to kiss you again before he makes his way into your daughter's room.

Hey baby girl. Are you hungry? Come on with daddy and he’ll get you all cleaned up and fed. How does a nice bottle of mommy’s milk sound, Hmm?

You smile to yourself as you hear him on the monitor talking to Isabella. He’s such a great dad already and she’s only three months old. The last couple of years have been hard. The pressure of wanting a family and not being able to have one really put a strain on your relationship but you are so glad that Mary decided to intervene last year.

It made you both realised what you had in each other and that at the end of the day, that’s all that mattered. You still blush when you think about all the sex you both had in his parents house last Christmas but it gave you little Isabella.

Who knew that when you forgot about trying for a baby and stopped putting all that pressure on yourself, you would finally get what you wanted.

“Baby, mom text. They're nearly here,” Marcus shouted up the stairs. You hop out of bed and get dressed, fixing up your little bit of makeup before joining him in the siting room.

“Look, Izzy. Mommy’s here. Doesn’t she look beautiful,” Marcus coos as he leans over and kisses you.

“Will you stop,” you laugh, slapping his arm playfully. “Can’t a man admire his hot wife?” He says, waggling his eyebrows at you as he places Izzy gently on her mat.

“Behave, Mr Pike. We have a full house this weekend.” He looks at you then with a sly smirk on his face, that dimple you love making an appearance.

“When did that stop us, Mrs Pike?” He says suggestively, his hand resting on your thigh. Swatting his hand away you smile down at your daughter, her brown eyes wide with wonder as she takes in the toys dangling above her. She’s the image of Marcus, a carbon copy and she has him wrapped around her little finger.

“Did you reschedule our appointment with Dr. Crawford?” You ask, turning your head and meeting his gaze.

“I told her we’d come for a joint session after the holidays,” he says nodding his head. “Thank you for all this baby. For sticking with me and working on our marriage, for giving me Izzy.” His face is serious now as he stares at you but so full of love and adoration.

“And thank you for being committed to going to therapy with me and working out our issues. You’re an amazing father Marcus, and a great husband and I love you.” You kiss him again and he wraps his arm around you, pulling you closer.

“I love you too, baby. I love you both so much.” He gives you another quick kiss before the sound of a car pulling into the drive grabs your attention. Marcus smiles at you and looks down at Izzy. “Ok pumpkin, time to see nanny and pop pop.”

“You ready baby?” Marcus asks with a wink.

“As I’ll ever be. Now go on and let your mom in, she’s been dying to get her hands on Izzy.”

**** Putting this at the end just to say that I’m fully aware that fertility issues can happen to anyone and that it doesn’t always have a happy ending like this. I had a miscarriage myself before I had my three babies and my aunt couldn’t have her own children after trying for years so she adopted. You think it’s something you should be able to do because you’re a woman but it doesn’t always work out. That doesn’t make you broken or worthless. You’re stronger than you know. There are many ways to become a mother. Anyway, if anyone ever needs to chat or vent or whatever, I’m always here 🥰

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[leclerced]

So glad we are on the same page abt not adding anyone else to the angel and landoscar relationship because even tho I love Charlie I can't see her wanting anyone else.

Even as u said, maybe she goes to him to get more experience as she loves him(as a friend) and trusts him but I can imagine him starting to touch her and maybe finger her/eat her out and she does feel good but her mind is still so full of lando and oscar that she finds it really hard to cum?

i can see her wanting other people, it’s just natural, but it’s always passing quickly. i like to think she’d crush on someone in her class like everyone does. she tells lando and oscar about it, they all know its going nowhere so it’s playful teasing. they’re having one of their late night phone calls and she jokes, “you guys have competition… this guy in one of my lectures brought me coffee today!” and they’re all joking about it and then she’s like “actually oscar he looks kinda like you and lando he’s from the same area you are! i think maybe you went to the same school growing up?” and with that they know she only likes the guy bc he reminds her of them. or there’s a pretty girl who flirts with her at the cafe she studies at and she’s like omg a girl is flirting with me?? that’s never happened before (it has, she’s just oblivious) she’d immediately be texting lando and oscar in their group chat she aptly named lovers and is telling them “i think the barista is flirting with me omg she gave me a free cookie and told me i’m really pretty” and it keeps happening every time she goes until she gets asked out and is like “i’m sorry ur sooo pretty but i have two boyfriends ☺️✌️”

i think bc charles makes her feel so comfortable and oscar and lando talk it up a lot, she’d get a little excited. charles makes it as good as he can, so i think as long as she’s in the right headspace she would enjoy it. especially after like thinking about it for days, the anticipation would get her excited about what it’s like with someone else. it’s the nervous excitement she got when she was with oscar for the first time, and then lando. the only difference is she’s not in love with charles. i like the idea of finding it hard, and i think he’d notice. he knows orgasms are very mental for women so he can tell she’s not in the right headspace when her body is reacting to him but she’s not falling apart. he’d stop and talk to her and make sure she’s not regretting anything. she apologizes and tells him her mind keeps drifting to them, like charles does something and she thinks oscar does that or lando’s really good at that. she doesn’t tell him that part, but it’s why her mind keeps drifting. she just tells him they’re all she knows. he hears she’s thinking about oscar and lando and asks if she wants to call them. he’d ask if she wants privacy, considering shes naked and he was just going down on her moments before, but she tells him to stay.

i think she’d be frustrated by not being able to get off and tells them it’s like when she first tried getting herself off when they were gone and there was just a mental block. all of their teasing about how no one else can make her feel the way they can would make her not want to let anyone make her orgasm, even herself when they’re gone and she’s missing them. i think in general she really can’t get herself off like they can because she knows every move before she makes it, but they always keep her on her toes so to speak. charles would too. she just needs them to push her over the edge, needs their approval.

bc its sexy to me. i like to think they’d stay on the call and talk to angel while charles goes down on her, after she explains she doesn’t really want to stop, she still wants to have the full experience but she just can’t fall into the headspace they always get her in. they’d first ask her to tell them what charles is doing and ask her how good it feels. then they’re telling her how good she is, how hot she sounds and charles is moaning muffled agreements into her pussy, and that would push her over the edge finally. lando and oscar hang up after she comes down from her orgasm, just like “okay see you can do it! have fun and we’ll see you later or in the morning! let us know if you need a ride of if charles is dropping you off.” she’d still be out of breath and barely whimpers goodbye to them before charles’s mouth is back on her after giving her a short break while he caught his breath.

and then it’s back to normal for them! just besties. i think she’d also wanna hook up with another woman bc all my characters are bi in my head.

[rip-us-xoxo]

Avalanche- Draco Malfoy x Reader (REPOST)

Posted NOVEMBER 26, 2020

Reposted APRIL 16, 2023

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Request by @excuse-me-ima-princess- Could you write an imagine with draco x female!reader where it’s like a childhood best friends to lovers type of deal. Also if you could use the song Avalanche by walk the moon as a base for it that would be great! Thank you and congrats on 100 followers!

A/n- Thank you! Also thank you for requesting that song, i never heard it before, but now i’m glad that i have. It is so good! I hope you enjoy reading!

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Warnings- Umbridge, that’s it. Also not really read through so sorry ‘bout that✌️

Song- 'Avalanche' by Walk The Moon

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Eighteen thousand-year-old soul

Midwest shooting star

In the days she waits

But she moonlights rock'n'roll

Play the rain dance with her guitar

Sometimes you only get one chance

You and Draco have known each other since you were in diapers. Your mother and his mother were best friends in their years at Hogwarts, so just imagine how excited they were when they found out they were both pregnant at the same time! They knew you two were going to be best friends, and they were right. You two were attached at the hip. 

Everyday when you two were little, you would play out in the garden for hours playing tag. You were one wild girl and he loved that about you, friend-like love of course. 

Soon those days of just running around had to stop when you two had to go to Hogwarts. Now, you had essays to do and very little free-time to run around and play games. 

Now, you were still that carefree girl. You ran around the halls not caring if you got in trouble and didn’t care what others thought about you. Draco on the other hand had to keep his head held high and his behavior on track so that 1. He could impress his father and 2. Show up Potter

As the years at Hogwarts passed by, you and Draco were still attached at the hip and many a times mistaken as a couple, to which both of you would laugh and inform the person that you two were just friends. 

5th year was when things got a little rocky in the friendship though. Umbridge had taken over the school and Draco was completely fine with it, but you, on the other hand were not. 

“Hey Draco!” you greeted him in the hallway. “Woah, Y/l/n, 8 inches, remember?” Draco moved away from you and kept walking. 

“What the heck Draco? I’m your best friend,” you said in disbelief. “Well Umbridge says to stay 8 inches apart, so we will follow her rules and stay 8 inches apart,” he said ‘8 inches apart’ like you were a dumb little child who couldn’t understand what he was saying. 

“You know what? Don’t talk to me,” you fumed and turned around to head to the Slytherin common rooms. Draco just huffed and kept walking. 

The next time Draco saw you and tried to say hi, you flipped him off and walked in the opposite direction. He expected that to be the only time, but 1 time turned into 2 times and then suddenly you two just weren’t talking anymore. 

He didn’t think much of it, being Draco Malfoy he thought he did absolutely nothing wrong, but after a while he thought, “Did I do something wrong?”. He inquired about that thought for a whole month until finally he came to the conclusion that he, in fact, did something wrong. 

“I have to fix this,” he whispered to himself as he watched you eat alone at the Slytherin table. He then saw you stand up and start to head out of the Great Hall. But when you grabbed your bag, he saw something on your hand that didn’t look good. 

Draco followed you out of the dorm and waited until you two were far enough away from people to try and talk to you. You felt like someone was following you so you looked behind you to see a tall, slender shadow. You yelped and almost fell over. 

“Calm down, Y/l/n, it’s just me,” the person chuckled. You stiffened, “What do you want Draco?” you spat his name out like venom. It’s been over a month since you two had talked, and he decided to try and fix it now? 

“Look, I just want to talk because I think I did something wrong,”, “You think?” you rolled your eyes and crossed your arms, completely forgetting about the words engraved in your hand from detention with Umbridge. 

“Ah!” you hissed and looked down at your hand. “What?” Draco asked and ran up to you. His focus was brought down to your carved hand, “Who did that?”. When he went to go grab it, you pulled it away. 

“Your favorite teacher, Umbridge, did it, you git. I got detention,” you spat. He stared at your hand with his jaw dropped, he thought that Slytherins were safe from her wrath but apparently not, “Why did you get detention?”. 

“Since we stopped talking, all I’ve been able to think about is the fact that I’m mad at you, so she saw that I wasn’t paying attention and gave me detention,” you put your hand in his face, “‘I must not get distracted’ is what she made me write”. 

He frowned, it really was all his fault. He put his hand on your back and led you back to the Slytherin common room. “Here, let me wrap it up,” he said and went to go grab some bandages. Draco came back a few moments later and began to tend to the wound. 

While you had your attention on the pain of your hand being cleaned up, you didn’t notice Draco glancing up at you every so often. He never realized how pretty you were, your features were glowing in the little light that was in the dungeons. 

You had always had the faintest crush on Draco but you knew it would never blossom into anything more, you were best friends and that was all he would ever see you as. So when you finally caught him staring at you, you were a little surprised. 

“Um, Draco?” you questioned, making him shake his head and come back to reality. “Sorry about that, I just- I,” his eyes flickered down to your lips. Your breath hitched, causing him to come back to reality again, “Sorry, I don’t know what’s going on with me today,” he stood up, “Goodnight, Y/n, I hope you can forgive me”. 

You nodded your head and gave him a friendly smile, “Yeah, I forgive you Draco”. He breathed a sigh of release and hugged you before walking up to his dorms. 

When he got into bed, he didn’t think much of his behavior and nor did you. Everything was fine, you both had your bestfriends back and it couldn’t be better.

You got a look in your eyes

I knew you in a past life

One glance and the avalanche drops

One look and my heartbeat stops

You two had established very different reputations at Hogwarts. Although you both were in Slytherin, he became known as a jerk and you became known as the fun “party girl”, especially in your 6th year. 

Neither of you had talked about that night or even thought about it. But one night, 6th year, he was lying in bed and the thought of that night wandered into his brain, “Why did hugging her feel different? And why did I want to kiss her?”. It was like he was in a trance when he looked into your eyes, it was familiar because he’s looked into your eyes many times, but that time, it was different. It was like a feeling of ‘it was meant to be’. 

For years Draco never thought of you as anything more than a best friend. But ever since that night, he knew that that “friendly-like” love that he had for you was slowly turning into love-love. And it just did.

Ships pass in the night

I don’t want to wait ‘til the next life

One glance and the avalanche drops

One look and my heartbeat stops

Last call and everybody’s watching

A party was being thrown in the Slytherin common room after a win against Gryffindor and Draco was being celebrated for catching the snitch. “Really, it’s not that difficult to beat Potter,” he boasted and took a sip of firewhiskey. 

“Congratulations Draco!” he heard from behind him. He turned around to see you in one of his old quidditch jerseys. He gave it to you in 3rd year after you had a nightmare, after he gave you his jersey though you were out like a light. 

“Thanks, Y/n,” he hugged you and let go even though he didn’t want to. You gave him a smile that made him weak in the knees before Blaise handed you a cup of firewhiskey. 

“Thanks Blaise,” you thanked him before downing the cup. “Woah, Y/l/n, slow down,” Draco chuckled and grabbed the empty cup from you. 

“I want to dance, gotta get a little loose first,” you told him and shimmied your shoulders before walking to the center of the room while swaying your hips with the music. 

You then started to dance like no one was watching and ignored all of the whistles thrown your way by boys who were only watching you for the way your hips were moving. 

But Draco wanted you, he wanted all of you. 

He looked around at all of the boys who looked like they were about to pounce on you and scoffed. He knew that you wouldn’t want to do anything with them, you weren’t that type of person, which Draco admired about you. 

He only had one chance to go out there and claim you though, because another boy was already making his way towards you.

Her voice rings out like a storm

Sometimes the past echoes in the future

Started long before we were born

Sometimes you only get one chance

You started singing along to the song that was playing and it made Draco think back to when you two would hang out before Hogwarts and you would sing your heart out to whatever song came over the radio. 

He remembered back to when he would watch you and his heart would thump at the sight of you smiling. Draco’s eyes widened when he realized that he was in love with you this whole time, he was just too dumb to notice.

Universe won’t wait for you

It’s do or die, whatcha gon-gon-gonna do?

“Woah, dude, you alright?” Blaise asked Draco. “I-I don’t know, but, I have to do something. Something that I should’ve done a long time ago,” Draco said and gave his cup to Blaise. 

“It’s now or never,” he whispered to himself before walking over to you, everyone watched him as he did. 

You got a look in your eyes

I knew you in a past life

One glance and the avalanche drops

One look and my heartbeat stops

You got a look in your eyes

I knew you in a past life

One glance and the avalanche drops

One look and my heartbeat stops

You noticed him coming your way but he had a look in his eyes like he was on a mission. Once he reached you, he stared straight into your eyes. You started up at him, not knowing the thoughts in his mind. 

“She is gorgeous, how did I not notice before?” he thought. The same eyes he’s stared into his whole life, but once again, it was different. 

He was in love.

One glance and the avalanche drops

One look and my heartbeat stops

Your hair was splayed out across your shoulders, your face had no makeup on it, showing all of your natural features. 

Draco was in awe.

Ships pass in the night

I don’t want to wait ‘til the next life

One glance and the avalanche drops

One look and my heartbeat stops

One glance and the avalanche drops

One look and my heartbeat stops

“Draco?” you asked worriedly. Everyone was watching you two, waiting for something to happen. 

“I can’t miss my chance again, I can’t wait any longer,” and before you could comprehend what he was saying, his lips were on yours. You gasped and leaned into the kiss. 

His arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him. After a few seconds, you both pulled away and Draco pulled you into his chest. 

Everyone around you cheered, but all you could hear was Draco’s heartbeat. 

“I love you, Y/n,” he whispered into your ear. You looked up at him and looked in his eyes, “I love you too”.

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xoxo

[writeyouin]

oh well shootin heck, multiple asks are okay? then could I pretty please ask for a fluffy, lovely little bit of G1 Hot Rod x Reader hangin' with Daniel and then chilling for a bit? nothing specific, go for what ya feelin, friend ✌️(also uh pls to let me know when you get this one, too, fff)

Hot Rod (G1) X Reader – Lake-Side Mishaps

A/N – Ah, I’m always glad to answer your asks as someone who has been here since the beginning. Thank you for always reading my stories, you are fantastic.

Warnings – None.

Rating – T

You sat beside Daniel, resting your legs over the edge of the Lake and paddling your feet, relishing the coolness it brought. Hot Rod sat on Daniel's other side, and though he was usually content to simply sit and talk with Daniel, he found himself unusually distracted, glancing at you every so often before fixing his gaze back on the scenery in front of him. He knew that if he could only tell you how he felt and get it off his chassis then he would feel better. There was always a chance that you might not return his feelings, but there have been some human-Cybertronian relationships before, just like that girl who loved Powerglide, for whatever reason.

"(Y/N), if you keep splashing in the water like that, you'll scare away all the fish!" Daniel cried out indignantly, glaring at you.

"That so?" You replied languidly, a small smile playing at the corner of your lips.

"Yeah!"

You nodded thoughtfully then began thrashing your legs wildly, kicking up more water than before, all while yelling at the top of your lungs, "Hey fish, swim for your lives! Daniel wants to keep you prisoner!"

Hot Rod laughed at your antics, finding it even funnier when Daniel pouted at you, entirely bemused. 

Daniel stood up placing his hands on his hips, "Come on. Quit it!"

You pursed your lips playfully, "Hmm, nope, don't think I will."

Taking on a dramatic persona, Daniel growled, "Then you've left me no choice."

"And what does that m-"

Daniel rushed at you, pushing you into the lake, a fate you were wholly unprepared for. You screamed at the surprise descent, though it was quickly cut off as you were submerged in the water. Hot Rod gleefully watched the miniature battle unfold, finding it an entertaining distraction from his earlier thoughts.

“Say, Daniel,” He addressed the young human casually, “That was so sneaky, it was practically a Decepticon move.”

For his part, Daniel only grinned devilishly. You broke the water’s surface, gasping as you came up, and trod water, surprised by how deep the lake was near to the bank as it was.

“Oh, and that didn’t scare the fish?” You asked Daniel sardonically.

Daniel rested his hands behind his head, “Maybe, but it showed you.”

You narrowed your eyes, then feigned defeat, “Alright, you win, but at least help a friend out and give me a hand, yeah?”

“Okay,” Daniel agreed enthusiastically, offering you his hand.

Grinning, you grabbed his forearm and pulled him into the lake, enjoying the sound of betrayal that resounded in his startled yelp.

“Unbelievable,” Hot Rod bemoaned disapprovingly, “I’m now in league with two Decepticons.”

“What can I say?” You shrugged. “It’s a tough world.”

Hot Rod shook his head, then when Daniel surfaced, he lifted the two of you out of the lake, letting the cupped water escape through the gaps in his fingers.

“All right, you two, I’d say it’s time I got you both home.”

Hot Rod put you down and transformed, opening his doors invitingly.

“Aww, do we have to go back now?” Daniel whined.

“Sorry Daniel, I promised your dad I’d get you home early tonight.”

“All right… I’ll go if I have to, but can we hang out again tomorrow?”

“Sure thing.”

With the exchange over, you and Daniel got inside Hot Rod, enjoying the drive back despite occasionally shivering thanks to your wet clothes.

Once Daniel had been left with Spike and Carly, you expected that Hot Rod would offer you a ride home to your place in the city, but he seemingly didn’t wish to part from you as he spoke up.

“Hey…” He started, clearing his vocaliser as if he was nervous.

“Something up, Hot Rod?” You asked, resting your hand on his dashboard.

“Well, I was just thinking, it’s still kind of early and… Uh, you could come back to my place if you want. We could catch a movie, or play video games, you know, just the two of us.”

You smiled warmly, “That sounds great, but ah, what about my clothes? I don’t have anything at your place, and I can’t stay in these. I’ll get sick.”

“Right, yeah, of course… But you know, I have some cleaning rags that you could use as blankets, and we could leave your clothes to dry on the heating rack,” Hot Rod suggested, feeling that it was a pathetic offer as he did so. Why would you choose a night with him wrapped in cleaning rags when you could go home to a hot shower and a clean set of clothes?

You tapped a finger to your cheek, pretending to be deep in thought. “Gee… I guess we could do that, but the real question is what movie would we watch, hmm? Got anything in mind?”

Hot Rod’s spark pulsed erratically; he couldn’t believe you were going along with this.

“What about Back to the Future?”

“Sounds good,” You grinned. “Okay Hot Rod, let’s see how fast you can get us back to your place.”

“You got it!”

Hot Rod revved his engines excitedly, taking off quickly as he thought about everything he could do to make your first date perfect.

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[sadcatinapartyhat]

hey! i've been reading your fic and i've been loving it

aaaaaand i've got a few things i wanted to ask you:

1. do you have any fancast for the marauders?

2. what're your headcanons regarding their sexuality?

3. can you tell me any of your headcanons about the marauders that you strongly believe and we might see in the story?

(yes, i'm very nosy)

Hi!! Thank you so much for asking, I’m really glad you’re liking my fic!!!

As far as fan casts go, I actually don’t have very many; it’s just not something I think about all that often. The one true exception is Dev Patel as James, bc I really like the idea of James being a cute-but-kinda-geeky-looking child who has a huge glow-up upon reaching adulthood (or would have, if he’d been allowed to be an adult for longer 🙃). I also picture Mary as vaguely Sofia Bryant-ish, and I think Robert Sheehan would do a very good job as adult Sirius if the HP movies were made now (although I picture him slightly differently).

For characters’ sexualities, this is how I’ll be portraying them in my story (although I do like reading other fics with different takes):

James, Lily, and Peter: straight

Remus and Mary: bi (I should note that I’m not sure yet if I’ll be fully exploring Mary’s attraction to women in my story, but that’s what’s in my head for her)

Sirius: gay

Marlene: lesbian

Dorcas: asexual biromantic

(As an aside, I personally identify as an asexual lesbian, and I’ve noticed I have a tendency to unconsciously write all characters as asexual and romantically attracted to women, so as they get older in my story it’ll be a fun challenge to try and not do that✌️)

For other random headcanons, I’m not sure these are necessarily what I feel most strongly about per say (my brain went a little blank on that lol), but here’s a handful of mine that I think are fun (sticking to just the four Marauders):

James likes to draw (in another life, he would have illustrated comics)

Sirius really likes to sing, but he’s terrible at it. Remus would be much better, but nobody knows because he never does it

Peter has a summer birthday. His eighteenth birthday party in the summer of 1978 is everyone’s last big hurrah before the war

Remus is accepted and would have gone to a Muggle university (studying history), but Dumbledore persuades him out of it

(I saw this a long time ago in a fic I can no longer find and it’s kind of corny but I love it) Sirius’s first tattoo is a moon that changes throughout the month to reflect the current phase

In their later school years, Peter joins several extracurricular clubs, and thus winds up with the largest social circle (though not necessarily the tightest one)

James does not know how to pick stylish glasses and consistently wears very unflattering ones (until Lily finally helps him out)

Babies and toddlers make Remus very anxious. He does not know how to talk to children as anything other than miniature adults

Peter’s best subject would be Arithmancy, but he never takes it, because he thinks it would be too hard. As it is, his best subject is Care of Magical Creatures

The cousin Sirius is most similar to on a super basic personality level is actually Narcissa

James likes jazz, easy listening music, and the Beatles

Of the four of them, Sirius is the best-looking on a regular basis, but Remus would look the best in drag

Thanks so much again for asking!!! Hopefully those headcanons were suitably interesting, tbh I had a hard time choosing ones to include (and I know most of my takes are fairly basic lol). Feel free to be as nosy as you like :)

[spicyraeman]

Well interacting with you makes my week too! **aggressive friendly fist bump**

I hope your holidays are going well 😁

Wolfheart is ending me. Can I pet that dawg? CAN I PET THAT DAWG? (https://vt.tiktok.com/ZGeN9U7kG/)

I love seeing the hairy SH art! PCOS / trans / wolf girlie, I stan all versions I see. We're not cowards here! The new band drawings are fire, still making my heartrate go jglcbxlw. And seeing the growth? Honestly it's magic to me, I think it's perfect then it becomes even more perfect and I'm just how?? How possible?

Veteran'zel, Baby'zel, Beam'zel, Horny'zel, Rat'zel, all I do is love'zel! The cheetah/dog doodle + wet rat'zel made me hiccup from laughter, we were blessed.

Buddy, Karlach's got her tail docked like the gith children, that's why! See, problem fixed **insert Flex Tape meme**

Also for Lae'zel's accent : yes, she would have such a harsh accent! As a foreign speaker, the pronunciation isn't always intuitive and is sometimes paradoxal. She probably never used some sounds, and it's hard to guess a lot of them. It's so inconsistent. I lack air in the middle of my sentences because of the tonal accentuations differences. Languages are crazy man. Lae'zel would have a stroke, struggling to say "library" with Gale correcting her.

I've been upgraded to bestie? Careful, I feel like the most specialest goblin in town now 😎

I also wanted to share with you my recent victory : I passed my exams with unexpectedly high grades! It's been 10 years since I succeeded in anything school related, I feel strangely proud and hopeful. I attribute this partly to the intense hyperfixation for BG3. I can come back to this fandom and get comfort when I feel burned out and in need of motivation. Thank you for being part of it and sharing your blorbos with us. Good soup for our cold starving souls. So yeah, you and your art matter even if you find it bleh sometimes and you doubt yourself.

I wanted to be brief but I'm incapable of shortening shit even if my life depended on it. Violently dumping my brain in your ask like I'm late on garbage collecting day. Sorry not sorry for the awkward emotional stuff. Take care of yourself, bestie ✌️

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Sry for answering these “backwards”, I just needed to get the conlang stuff out first before all my good braincells shut down lol

hope the holidays are going well on your end as well :]

To pet a werewolf truly is the dream isn’t it, wereshart is prob my fav hc for her it just fits so well. I've been trying really hard lately to figure out how to draw her recently bc despite the art disparity her and lae’zel are neck in neck at being my fav characters. Seeing the growth in the bass drawing really gave me that boost of confidence that I'm at least slightly getting there lol

I truly do love Lae’zel in every form, but wet rat’zel rotates in my mind more than it should, sadly its not a hc I could ever commit to considering I can’t even remember Karlach’s canon tail lmaoo I really should just hc that karlach got her tail docked at this point, that or I need to make a checklist for her so I can go through and make sure ive got all her bits when I draw her

Also Ive already posted my big rambling mess about Gith accents but yeah harsh accent lae'zel best lae'zel, it just makes sense

But yoooo big gratz on the exams! Def something to be proud of!! I can agree this fandom really is a huge motivator, I haven’t had this much drive to do anything I've been doing recently in years. Glad I could help provide a lil comfort spot full of blorbo soup for the soul lol

Dw about shortening shit as you’ve prob seen i’m prone to rambling and also every emotion I experience is awkward so that's just par for the course here.

Hope life treats you well till the next ask, peace ✌️

[mydoctor]

Tagged by @catalogercas

Rules: list your ten favorite albums of all time and tag ten people to list theirs!

THIS GOT SO LONG IM SORRY

There is absolutely 0 order to this. Also I did 11 because I thought of all of these and then kept going back and forth about which one to eliminate and I couldn’t do it!! They’re all here for different reasons so I’m saying fuck the rules everybody lives! I am an absolute Album Listener like I’m usually in the mood for a specific album and I’ll listen straight through(but maybe skip a couple songs here and there)

1. Montaigne- Complex (This is the first year in like 3 years that Montaigne hasn’t been my number 1 or 2 artist on wrapped but all their albums still absolutely rule but this one is my fave.)

2. The Killers- Sam’s Town (I’ve been a Killers fan since I saw Somebody Told Me on the vh1 top 20 video countdown ✌️Hot Fuss is a banger but Sam’s Town holds a special place. Remember when we had song ringtones? The song Sam’s Town from the album Sam’s Town was mine for so long in high school.)

3. Punisher- Phoebe Bridgers (the soundtrack of my 2020 I used to come home exhausted from work and sit in bed and listen to punisher straight through and read fanfic to unwind. In hindsight not a Great Time but in the moment it kept me sane)

4. Coheed and Cambria- In Keeping Secrets Of Silent Earth 3 (the amount of Coheed I listened to in college was astronomical. For a while they got linked to a shitty time so I couldn’t listen but seeing them in the line up for WWWY is bringing me back babeyyy. Honestly big respect to Claudio Sanchez for making a whole band and multiple albums around his little OCs)

5. My Chemical Romance- The Black Parade (truly do I have to explain)

6. Petey- Lean Into Life (Petey made up 28% of my top 100 songs this year alone so he’s earned his place)

7. The Wombats- Glitterbug (I was torn between this one and Beautiful People Will Ruin Your Life but Headspace being on Glitterbug means it wins)

8. Metric- Live It Out (Another HS/College banger. I used to get so anxious during boss/big enemy fights in video games so I would listen to this album and sometimes specifically Monster Hospital on repeat. Sad I don’t like any of Metrics stuff post Fantasies but their early albums are great)

9. One Direction- Made In The AM (if yall haven’t been here for long you missed the 1D years and tbh I’m sad for you it was a fun time. Glad I got in as a fully cooked adult so I could avoid the extremely toxic parts and just have fun. Anyway last album best album when is the hiatus ending boys!!!!!!!!!)

10. Rilo Kiley- The Execution Of All Things(back to HS/college woohoooo! Truly is there anything better than screaming A Better Son/Daughter I DONT THINK SO)

11. Modest Mouse- We Were Dead Before The Ship Even Sank (Missed The Boat is one of my favorites songs of all time. This is another band that got stuck in the Associated With Bad Person zone for awhile but I just relistened a couple years ago and we’re so back baby)

tagging @pixiestickers @lookforanewangle @captainshakespear @bishakespeares @cassiefisherdrake @varricandhawke @thychesters @ursanic

11 albums 8 people I’m a great rule follower

Also if you see this and want to do it this is blanket permission to just say I tagged you ✌️

[jackiebrackettt]

Lets listen to music together and Can I draw on your arm?

With Dakota and Ashe possibly? I feel like that's their vibe

I’veee never written ashe before ahaha hope i did okay 💪💪 also I kinda forgot the timeline of events when they first meet him so. if I’m getting it wrong just pretend it works peace and love ✌️❤️ under readmore vvv

Edit: the last paragraph of this didn’t copy over but I added it now shrug

Ashe is still not entirely sure how he feels about the Prime Defenders. They’re in his house. And they seem… okay. Even if they’re pretty emotional right now, and apparently kind of don’t like his dad.

Dakota’s tense. He keeps wandering back into Ashe’s room - fists clenched - and sitting hunched over at the foot of his bed. He drums his hands to whatever he can hear through Ashe’s headphones until he seems calmer, and then goes back to the other two.

And then comes back. Tense again.

It’s the third loop of this when Ashe decides to say something.

“Do you, like… want to listen to music together?”

Dakota’s face immediately brightens. And then just as quickly, he’s frowning again.

“Hm… okay! What do you have? Something, like… loud and fast with drums, I hope.” He taps his head. “Clears my mind.”

“Okay. I can probably do that.”

Ashe fumbles around for a second pair of headphones and one of those headphone split things he doesn’t remember how he got but knows he has. He could just play it though his speakers, but it’s getting kind of late and he doesn’t want to bother the neighbours.

“Here.”

He passes Dakota the second - probably shittier pair - of headphones and plugs everything in. He puts on My Famed Disappearing Act and throws a hesitant thumbs up. Dakota’s already drumming along to the beat which is a good sign. And then he grins and returns Ashe’s thumbs up which is an even better sign.

Cool. Good. Now he just needs to keep playing songs until Dakota gets bored and leaves again.

He feels a tap on his hand, and sees Dakota saying something. He pauses the music.

“Can I draw on your arm?” Dakota repeats too loudly.

“Uh… sure.”

He offers his arm out. Dakota shuffles closer and grabs a pen sitting on his bedside table.

Ashe resumes the music and Dakota starts scribbling… something on his hand. Just random lines, it seems like.

It’s weirdly nice. The whole situation is. He’s kind of glad they showed up. Even if they’re strange, and tense, and kind of don’t like his dad (maybe a little because they don’t like his dad), he’s having fun. He hasn’t been able to do anything like this with anyone for a while now.

He missed it. He’s not sure why they would - since this seems to be a special arrangement that no one’s happy with - but he hopes they stick around. He hopes Dakota does, at least.

He’s not sure why they would - since this seems to be a special arrangement that no one’s happy with - but he hopes they stick around. He hopes Dakota does, at least.

He’s not sure why they would - since this seems to be a special arrangement that no one’s happy with - but he hopes they stick around. He hopes Dakota does, at least.

[afawnsdiary]

Gym Day 3

Leg Day 😁 Killed it! Had the lady gym all to myself today so I took a quick picture to show y’all the tiny closet haha.

It looks a lot bigger on the picture because I used wide angle to capture it all while squeezing myself in the corner. I’d say it’s about 40-50 square meter. My living room is 32 🤭

It’s nice though that there is one at least. So you don’t have to do your RDLs and Squats in a room full of men. It‘d be quite uncomfortable. Also when you go at times like I do, it feels safer to have a space like that. Trainers won’t be at the gym before 9am and other staff members not until 7am. There is a night watch but this morning it was a rather tiny woman and I was a little confused about how she’d protect me if anything happens 👀

Not a day so far where I didn’t embarrass myself though. I don’t know what it is with me lol. Went on the leg curl today and I somehow managed to slip down lmao. Don’t ask me how!!! Just so glad no one saw that. At least I think no one saw that 🙈

And because I forgot to tell yesterday: when I was at the cable pull a guy came over and asked something. I say something because I saw his lips move and talking in my direction, a meter away from me but I couldn’t hear a single word. And I said I’m sorry what? He repeated but I still didn’t hear anything 🙈😭 I was just like wtf brain get your shit together. And so I had to ask him again and it was so embarrassing 🙈 I’m pretty sure he thinks I’m fucking stupid or something 😭 All he wanted to know was how many sets I had left and I gave him such a hard time.

I hate when that happens. And it happens a lot. People talk to me, I hear their voice, but no words can reach me. So awkward every time this happens. 🫥

And why the hell do they have this terrible light in the gym. It’s the same light you have in changing booths! It makes you so ugly!! Whyyy. Not asking for sexy dim light but c’mon!

Also today I saw the first gym babe. Not just saw, heard her as well. I don’t like talking bad about people I don’t know. But if you are familiar with certain videos of women complaining about creepy guys while they’re literally half naked or doing things no one can look away from, then you get the picture.

Anyways it was fun, saw nice people (men) and found a couple new vegan products at the store afterwards. Happy Day ✌️

PS: I need a solution to this carry-stuff-around-in-the-gym issue. Like, you got a towel, membership card, water, phone etc and it feels like going into a grocery store without a cart. Balancing it, making sure you don’t drop or forget anything. But it can’t be a bag where you don’t see the stuff or you have to fish it out. But I guess a basket would look silly 🤭 I need to figure something out

[menalez]

I’m sorry if this is triggering to you, if it is please feel free not to respond. But I need to share this with someone and I feel like you might understand it a bit based on what you’ve shared before.

Basically, I wasn’t interested in men growing up. In high school this became a problem as my friends kept bothering me about it. I was starting to feel super lonely because all my friends were dating. One dude decided to like me and I told him I wasn’t interested. Despite this he kissed me one day. I wasn’t into it, but I wanted him to still hang out with me cause I was still lonely. He stopped hanging out with me though because apparently he had a girlfriend. During this time my friends pressured me to date a friend. I hated it. I tried really hard not to be alone with him. I even hated when he held my hand.

Fast forward I broke up with him. I realized I liked women. Finally understood what my friends were all on about. But there were no SSA women around me so I was mostly closeted. Also I grew up in a Muslim country too.

Then the previous guy sexually assaulted me. My “best friend” told me I probably wanted it. I started sleeping around with men, but I’d always had to get very drunk or high and still hated to even touch them when sober. This went on for around 3 years. I really got into BDSM. That was literally the only way I felt something. Never orgasmd or anything. Then I got raped. I think. I’m not even sure I was so drunk but I do kinda remember saying I didn’t want it.

Anyways, I started therapy again. It took me a while to accept I was sexually assaulted by both men. Also that I have a substance abuse problem. After accepting the things that happened, I never wanted to touch another man again. I never felt anything for a man, especially the way I’m feeling towards women. I am in love now. we’re not dating but just thinking about her makes me smile. I love her so much, I hope to ask her out when her finals are over. I never felt like this. I didn’t know it was possible to feel this way. Even if she rejects me, knowing I can feel this way makes me so happy. I used to feel broken and empty, I thought something was wrong with me for not liking men, I always had to fake it to my friends, I had to get wasted to let a man touch me. But now I feel so full with love. Nothing feels forced. Kissing her beautiful lips seems like a gift.

I don’t know if I’m a lesbian or a bisexual, but due to the amount of men I slept and the fact most people around me know I slept with men, I tell people I’m a bisexual with super high preference for women lol. I don’t know if I ever felt attraction to men or if I was just traumatized. All I know that it doesn’t matter anymore. Healing is possible. It takes time and work, but it is possible. Now I can see colors of the rainbow I’ve never imagined. I don’t care if I was ever or will ever be attracted to men. i choose women everyday. And I feel so lucky.

I just wanted to share this. I don’t know why. I don’t even expect you to answer. But I feel like my story took a positive turn, and I’d like to share that postivity with at least someone.

Have a nice day, and fuck the haters ✌️

i can’t tell u whether u ever were attracted to men or not, based on what you said here i would assume not. it sounds like you were raped, it traumatised you and you responded in a way many many rape victims have: trying to feel in control of your body by “willingly” doing things that you actually don’t want to do. im not even sure id say any of these situations were consensual if you were clearly intoxicated all the time. it sounds like a very difficult situation to be in and i empathise deeply with you.

im really glad things are turning around for u ❤️ if u don’t care how u feel about men but know u love women & prioritise them daily, then all the power to you. im glad you’re growing and healing everyday, that’s what matters the most 🥰

[dabisqueen]

Hey Liz! Glad to see you’re doing ok aside from the bleeding scare! I’ve been meaning to be more active and checking in with you but my account got briefly suspended after a flood of bots followed me out of nowhere and had to beg Tumblr for mercy 😅 And this was right before the final chapter of rockstar Dabi so I’ve been trying to catch up on everything since then

But again glad to see you’re in high spirits and I’m still sending good vibes regardless if Tumblr sends me into the void or not ✌️

Hey Vex! I was missing you! Now I know why 😄

Thank you so much for your concern, yes, it was beyond scary. I still need time to digest all that happened.

And pls don't disappear on me again 😫

💙💙💙💙

[m-yg93]

stop blaming sk for your depression. be glad bts get to participate in the customs of their country like any other person. it doesn’t matter that they are BTS, they are doing good for their country as regular human beings. They are no exception. They are SK citizens and have to abide to the law.

find something else to find comfort in. your comfort should never be people you don’t know. that was your first mistake. if anything bts may be the thing giving you depression. it’s not their fault. instead on focusing on them to forget your depression. focus on yourself to help better yourself and get over your depression. you say they’re your comfort but they’re not. they’re your distraction. that does little to help with depression because once you leave this imaginary false sense of comfort you have lulled up, you’ll be back to real life with everything that makes you depressed. think about what makes you depressed. is it something you can get rid of? identify the problem and solve it. i’m not trying to be rude. i had depression but getting away from bts helped me so much. i’m so much happier now than before. focus on yourself not those seven men who are going to live their own lives away from social media when they get enlisted and when they are in relationships. you have no part in that. that’s the sad truth.

Bruh 😂😂😂😂

Not me making a joke about how it's bad timing that this news comes when I'm in a particularly bad spiral and you thinking you've got a degree in psychology and know my entire mental health history.

That's literally so embarrassing for you.

Just so you're aware though, I've been suicidal since I was 8 years old and been diagnosed (by people who have actually studied mental health) with chronic depression amongst other things for a decade.

I've been jumping through every hoop to try to get better because I can assure you I'm not just having fun with this surrounding me.

You're seriously going to come into my ask box and blame BTS for my depression and say they played a part in yours but still call yourself ARMY???? I've never in my life called someone a fake fan but THIS behavior is it. 😬😬😬😬

Shout out to Jin for Epiphany which singlehandedly saved my life after I was admitted to the hospital for suicide watch ✌️