#best if the feeling is mutual. kid is a dick and the adult is an asshole. equal parts insane dynamic.

[badolmen]

Favorite character dynamic is 30+ year old badass who has serious beef with a kid that weighs 90lbs soaking wet.

[whenlilyfallsinlove]

not anymore.

luke castellan x reader - college au, only one bed, enemies to lovers.

im back!! sorry for being afk, ive had lots of exams!

"oh, you have got to be fucking kidding me." you hear luke say as you drag your suitcase into the room.

you rolled your eyes at the sound of his voice, already mad as it was. this was supposed to be a fun weekend: your college has organised a trip for students to go to new york, which you had been excited for.

the trip was off to a great start - you and your friend clarisse had explored the city where you had eaten the best bagel in your entire life.

your happiness, however, was short-lived.

"I'M SHARING WITH WHO?!" your voice echoed through the hotel lobby, causing clarisse to nudge you.

"luke. apparently." clarisse says, almost amused.

"that can't be right. how is this even allowed?" you frown.

"well you're adults, so you're probably trusted-" she starts but you cut her off.

"i can not share a room with him clarisse, i fucking despise him." you groan. you had hated luke since kindergaten and he hated you. that was the way it had always been.

"it's only two nights." she tries to comfort you.

"ONLY TWO NIGHTS, THAT'S TWO NIGHTS TOO MANY." you despised him. he was the bane of your existence.

"you think I want to be sharing a room with someone as stupid as you?" a new voice came from behind you, you turned round to see luke stood, glaring at you. next to him was chris, who waved at clarisse.

"i'm way smarter than you. i have every right to complain." you glare back.

"oh, do you even hear yourself right now? you sound ridiculous." he replies.

"literally shut up, your opinion is irrelevant to me." you say.

"you're so fucking annoying oh my god." luke groans.

"i'm annoying?! you're the one who-"

you continued to bicker, completely forgetting your surroundings. chris and clarisse shared knowing looks with each other, the two of you claimed that you hated each other, sure. but the tension between the two of you was unmatched.

"hey.." clarisse says, dragging your attention from luke "at least there'll be two beds, you can just ignore each other."

this put a smile back on your face.

"thank fuck.." you say and the two of you begin to walk up to your respective rooms.

"what is it-" you were about to come out with some form of insult until you realised what his reaction was for.

there, in front of you, was your hotel room. with only one bed.

"are you taking the piss?" you let out an exasperated sigh.

"i think i'm going to die." luke groans.

"oh shut up, go see if we can change rooms." you remark.

"why can't you?" he responds.

"because i can't be bothered to come up all those stairs again" you respond, rolling your eyes like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"you're so lazy." he replies.

"are you gonna do it then or what?" you put your hands on your hips.

"fuck yes." luke replies, and leaves the room.

when he is gone, you let yourself fall onto the bed and groan. this could only ever happen to you. having to stay in a room with the boy you've hated since the age of 6 was one thing, but sharing a bed with him? even worse. you wish you had never come on this stupid trip. then you'd be at home, no luke, curled up in bed, watching the new season of bridgerton. was it too late to-

your thoughts were interrupted by the return of luke, who looked as if he was going to kill you for even breathing near him.

"well?!" you stand.

"there's no other rooms. this is the only one, we have to wait till tomorrow." he frowns.

"oh for the love of god." you say, putting your head in your hands.

"yeah. that's how i feel right now. stuck in a room with a freak." luke says.

"i hate you." you glare at him.

"the feeling is mutual." he glares back.

"you're such a dick."

"only because you are the most annoying person on earth."

"fuck this, i'm having a shower." you grab your pjamas and make your way too the bathroom.

"be quick. i want one." luke calls out.

"i want, doesn't get." you stick your tongue out at him.

"what are you.. eight?" he glares.

you flip him off and shut the door, locking it, and get in the shower.

the hot water calmed your anger, as you tried to take as long as possible. maybe you should try and drown yourself? i mean it would get you out of this situation. that was what you needed.

you continued to ponder the logistics with this until you realised your skin had gone a bit wrinkly from being in there for too long. you got out, dried yourself, and put your pjamas on. you regret how little you brought. the heat was stifling, so you had only brought some shorts and a small crop top. in your defence, you thought you'd be sharing with clarisse.

you opened the door, and walked out the bathroom, luke was layed on the bed, on his phone.

"fucking finally, are you done in the bathroom yet, you took-" he blinks, stopping once he sees what you are wearing.

"oh shut up. i'm done." you glare.

luke nods awkwardly - what the fuck was up with him? - his gaze lingering on your figure. he clears his throat.

"uh yeah. um good." he finally responds standing up.

"the fuck is up with you?" you give him a funny look.

"nothing weirdo." he snaps out of it, and makes his way to have a shower over his own.

you frown at his reaction - why was he being so weird. you shake your head, and get into bed, laying on the edge, and go on your phone.

after about fifteen minutes, luke responds and gets into the other side of the bed.

you lay in silence for about fifteen minutes, both not knowing what to say.

"you still awake?" luke asks you, turning over to look at you,

"why wouldn't i be?" you retort.

"it was just a question.. why are you always so hostile?!"

"because you annoy the living daylight out of me."

"you can't even look at me when you say that." he smirks.

he was right, your back was still turned. you roll your eyes but turn so you are facing him.

"yes i can. you annoy the living daylight out of me." you say looking into his eyes.

his eyes.. were they always this pretty? what was up with you? it was luke. LUKE.

"i know i do." he smirks, looking into your eyes.

you feel flustered. the two of you go quiet for a minute until luke breaks the silence.

"why do you even hate me anyway?" he asks.

"because you anger me." you respond.

"but why?"

"do you not remember when you pushed me off my bike when we were 6?"

"oh yeah. that was so funny." he smiles at the memory.

"no it wasn't." you retort.

"it was." he looks at you again.

the two of you go silent again. what was happening to you? was luke moving closer or was it just you? no he definitely was. was he leaning in-

"turn the light off. i'm tired." luke suddenly demands, catching you off guars. you immediately move away from him.

"um no? i'm not tired." you respond back. you weren't crazy.. you swear you had just had a moment with him.

"do i care?" he asks, avoiding eye contact with him

"i'm not doing it." you retort, rolling you eyes.

"fine. i'll do it." he gets up and turn the light off, leaving just the lamp on the corner on.

"oh you are so irritating." you glare, looking up at him.

"whatever, just go to sleep, we have to meet early tomorrow." he responds and gets into bed, turning his back away from you.

you mock him whilst his back is turned, and turn away yourself.

how were you supposed to get to sleep? you swear you were about to.. i don't know.. kiss luke. your mortal enemy.. except not really. you knew for sure he was right back to being the same old luke as before.

you frown and lay there for about ten minutes, trying to fall asleep.

"(y/n).. i'm.. sorry." you hear luke mutter, next to you. luke had NEVER apologised to you before. EVER. but you were still mad.

"go to sleep." you repeat what luke said to you. you were petty, what can you say?"

"i can't." he responds, making you roll your eyes.

"you can't?! you literally said you were tired." you say.

"how in the hell do you expect me to sleep when you're right there and i can't stop thinking about you?" he raises his voice, catching you off guard.

what. the. fuck. what did he mean. what.

you turn over, to see luke already staring at you.

"what.." you feel your breath hitching in your throat as you see luke already looking at you.

"you're the bane of my existence. i hate you. you get under my skin. but fuck.. why do you have to be so beautiful?" he says, looking into your eyes.

"luke.." you mutter.

"i can't hold back any longer, (y/n), i can't keep pretending i don't l-"

you interrupt him by crashing your lips onto him, kissing him hungrily. luke happily returns the kiss, wrapping his arm round your waist.

after about ten seconds, you pull away.

"i'm sorry, i shouldn't have-" you aplogise.

"don't be sorry. i liked it." he replies, making you smile.

well one thing was now certain for sure. you definitely didn't hate each other anymore.

[kittykatninja321]

(Ok, I’m gonna basically repeat something I’ve already said in my mutual’s replies because the urge to yap about this has been keeping me up at night). Anyways, to me the drama of Dick and Jason’s pre-DITF relationship comes not from not from conflict between them (I don’t think Dick was mean to Jason for more than a day), but rather from the fact that the relationship never reached its full potential. I kinda see their relationship as somewhat paradoxical, while they do have a special connection on account of being in each other’s 1st brother, they’re not as close as they could’ve been, certainly not as close as Dick and Tim.

I just don’t think there’s any way they could’ve been super close. Dick is a young adult in a far away city dealing with his own life, realistically it’s not really his fault if he doesn’t have the time to hang with kid adopted brother every weekend. It’s not that I think that they never hung out, (there’s been retroactive additions to interactions between Dick and Robin Jason, which have been pretty cute for the most part), I just can’t see them being super best brothers. Maybe they could’ve gotten there if they had more time, maybe they were in the process of getting there, but Jason dies before they get the chance, the tragedy of their relationship comes from what could’ve been.

Another thing that leads me to this interpretation is the way Dick talks to Bruce about Jason’s death in Titans #55

Despite his intense reaction to the news earlier, when he talks to Bruce it sorta feels like he’s talking to Bruce about a relative that Bruce lost, but there’s a degree of separation between himself and Jason. Now this could totally just be me and no else see’s it that way, but that’s the vibe I got

But the main reason that I don’t think that Dick and Jason could have been particularly close follows the reasoning of “if Jason felt like he had someone like Dick Grayson looking out for him, he would’ve acted differently”. If there’s anything I think is a worthwhile take away from the infamous “Jason attacking Tim in Titans tower” issue is the part where Jason says something along the lines of “maybe if I had had the sort of friends Tim has, things would’ve gone differently for me”. Like YEAH Jason’s behavior pre-death does not align with the behavior of someone who has a robust social network/feels supported. He rushes to look for his mother after feeling rejected by Bruce because he’s desperate for family, and that sort of desperation doesn’t come out of nowhere. If Jason had felt like he had other lifelines I think he would’ve acted differently. So no I don’t think he could’ve had a super close knit relationship with Dick

To me the ultimate theme of Dick and Jason’s relationship pre death is “ mourning what could’ve been” which makes a great backdrop for all of the post resurrection drama. Like I genuinely lowkey think of brothers in blood as Jason’s honest attempt at brotherly bonding, he was leaving dead prey on Dick’s doorstep like a cat with a high prey drive. Murder just isn’t a love language for Dick the way it is for Jason 😔

[midnightdevotion]

Brothers Best Friend

Iceman x reader (wolfman's sister) callsign sunshine

Requested @nsvsbd

Warnings: um a sick punch? slider being a dick?

a/n: I am so sorry this took so long, i was up super late working on it and then wanted to make sure it wasn't garbage before posting, thank you for reading!!

Leo always had one rule for you, do not date his friends. It was a mutual rule you two had growing up together considering you were close in age. This rule only became more serious when you both went into the navy to become pilots.

It was never really a problem for you, you found most navy men obnoxious. Most of the time you were stationed away from each other anyway. So when you were both called back to top gun together you were elated. It had been 10 months since you'd last seen your brother.

You walk into the bar near base scanning the crowd for Leo. Spotting him by the bar you grin and make your way over to him.

"wolfie" you shout, you see his shoulders tense. He turns quickly.

"sunshine what are you doing here?" the shock on his face makes you laugh.

"what did you think they wouldn't call for me? we both know I'm the better sibling" He rolls his eyes at you, it's then that you notice the blonde and some giant laughing next to him.

"well hi there, I'm sunshine" Your sweet southern accent comes out thick in that moment.

"Im Iceman" the blonde grins at you, you can't help the passing thought that he is beautiful, and the disappointment that he's Leo's friend.

"I'm slider" You're tempted to ask if this man even fits in the planes.

It doesn't take you long to mesh in with your brother and his friends. Though you do sneak off every once in a while to catch up with old pilot friends of your own. The night ends quicker than you wanted it too, but you find yourself in bed thinking of beautiful blue eyes and smile that takes your breath away.

___

It's been a week, and it has been one grueling torturous week. You finally have a day off and your idea of a good time is to sit your ass on the beach with adult drinks by yourself. You should have figured everyone else would've come to the beach too.

It's not long before none other than a giant man who has taken to getting on your nerves more than anyone else is blocking the sun from you.

"oh of course you are here" you groan

"oh don't lie to me, you know if i'm here so is ice"

"oh and why would I care about that?" you quirk up a brow at him and he just laughs.

"we both know you like him so let's not pretend." You glare at him. From the corner of your eye you see ice and leo walking up to you.

"Sunny! what are you doing here?" your brother seems genuinely happy that his favorite people are all here, and you feel so guilty that you caught stupid feelings for his friends. You can't do anything about it, your pact, your brother is more important than minor feelings.

You play this dance all day, you and ice get a moment to yourself and you tease sure, but there is no actual bite to your words. Slider corners you and irritates you about your feelings, those comebacks do in fact have a bite. Your brother comes back around and suddenly everyone is on their best behavior.

You should have realized Ice would notice this pattern too. What you don't realize about this pattern is that every time ice is with someone else he's asking about you.

"what is going on with you and slider?" it's a brief moment in the day where you two got a moment of peace, your brother and slider playing in the waves.

"what do you mean?"

"I mean he looks like a kid on christmas every time you talk but you look like you'd rather be six feet under?" You grumble something about how you would in fact rather be six feet under than talk to him.

"he just likes to get on my last nerve is all" and ice wouldn't admit it but he hates how often he sees you with slider, is there something going on with him?

Logically he thinks, there's no way, with everyone else you are so sassy and you mean every word, yet with him you are so sweet.

"If he's too much let me know, I can tell him to back off" he's nervous as to what slider is saying to you too, after slider figured out his crush on you he's been worried he would say something and make it weird.

"Don't worry, I can handle him" and you send a sweet smile his way, the kind that makes his heart pound a little faster and a smile take over his own face.

He didn't realize how true your words of taking care of yourself were though.

It was three days after your day off at the beach, you were in the locker room after a particularly brutal day. Slider, apparently never knowing when to back off continued to pester.

"hey shortcake, I dropped my bag can you grab it seeing as you're so close to the ground" you roll your eyes at him and shove past him.

"that's not very nice shortie" he mumbles. He also catches the way your jaw clenches. So he moves closer, resting his arm on your head.

"would you rather me tease you about your little crush on I-" and you are punching him the face right in front of everybody. A sickening crack sounds in the startlingly quiet room.

The shock on everyones face as blood drips from sliders nose is palpable. You shake your fist, knowing you will have a bruised hand tomorrow.

"fuck off slider" and with that you stalk out of the locker room. It's maybe ten minutes later than you get a knock on your room door. You open it, expecting to be berated by a commanding officer, and instead find ice, ironically holding ice out for you.

"figured your hand might need this?" you let out a disbelieving laugh.

"i just broke your friends nose and you're checking on me?" you swear you see the hint of a blush come up his cheeks.

"it was a killer punch, but slider will be fine" you quirk a brow at this.

"I mean you'll be fine too but... I just wanted to check on you, I know he's been an ass to you." You snort at that. You are use to jokes, usually about being a girl or being short or whatever else, but you don't want to be the brunt of school girl crush jokes for the rest of your time here and he was about to make that a reality. Of course you can't tell that to the man standing before you, seeing as he's the one you've got a school girl crush on.

Tom reaches for you hand to assess the damage done, his touch sending tingles up your arm and making your breath catch. Of course luck isn't on your side and he hears it.

"did I hurt you?" and there's panic behind his eyes, the way he's being so gentle with you has your heart pounding.

"I-uhm- no no you didn't" You see his shoulders relax slightly as he slowly starts pressing gently on your hand.

"It doesn't feel like anything's broken but it's gonna be tender for a few days" When he looks up at you, you realize how close you two had gotten, your hand still gently in his grasp.

You see his beautiful eyes flicker down to your lips. You can't really tell if your heart is beating faster or if it stopped all together. You feel like time freezes as you see him tilt his head, moving closer and closer to you.

"stop!" he pulls back abruptly.

"I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." he looks embarrassed and hurt and you have to put him out of his misery.

"It's not that I don't want you to kiss me.... Leo and I have a pact. I can't date his friends and he can't date mine" you did not expect him to burst out laughing at this.

"Leo is the one that has been harassing me to make a move all week." Your mouth drops open.

"He what!" He laughs at the shock on your face before stepping closer to you again. His hand lands on your cheek in a gentle caress.

"does that mean I can kiss you now?" and all you can muster is a gentle nod.

It's safe to say Leo and Slider are childish little shits, but it lead to this and you wouldn't trade it for anything, not when his lips feel like everything you have ever dreamed of. It felt like you were home.

Taglist:

@alanadetigy 

@luckyladycreator2 

@multiplefandomsmess 

@tkmarvel-divergentbish

@ohh-to-be-a-frog

@roosterschanelslut

@americaarse

@malindacath

@atarmychick007 

@trikigirl271

@lustfulseonghwa

[keysmashhhhhhhh]

15 Q 15 FRIENDS

OMG I've missed tag games!! thank you so much @fernandoalonzoo for that tag!!! :))))

Are you named after anyone? my first name no but my middle name is the name of my my mum's sister who died before i was born :)

When was the last you cried? today, yikes its been...a day for sure, from my boss being a dick, to my work friend accidently spoiling the race results for me and another friend calling me up only to talk about herself, yeah its been a time but im feeling better now i'm on tumblr :)

Do you have kids? omg no, i barely take care of myself however i did buy a colindar and a cheese grater for uni yesterday and that felt very adult and responsible.

What sports do you play/have you played? i used to do swimming, netball and cricket as a kid but nothing serious

Do you use sarcasm? its in my dna

What is the first thing you notice about people? HAIR OMG ALWAYS HAIR i dont know how to explain it i can just read people by their hair

What is your eye color? blueeeeee

Scary movies or happy endings? happy endings always :)

Any talents? speedy reading and writing skills, also just an uncanny knack for hunting things down (sort of rainbolt style if anyone gets that reference) like give me an obscure piece of information or a blurry photo and i see it as a challenge to find it. comes in very handy during research projects

Where were you born? nearly on tower bridge (see photo) in london

basically, my mum went into labour and the hospital was on the other side of the bridge to where we lived and then whilst in labour the bridge went up and my mum was stuck waiting for the boat to pass so she could drive but yeah she did make it to the hospital on time yay - i was born in the same room as Paul McCartney's daughter and also Gwyneth Paltrow and Chris Martin from Coldplay, their kid was also born in the same place. its like less than a minute away from Abby Road - so all in all a cool place to be born :)

What are your hobbies? reading books, watching tv, going on lots of long walks, plotting routes across the world that ill never travel - f1 of course and generally tumblring it up with my mutuals :)

Do you have any pets? no :( my dad is allergic to just about everything

How tall are you? i actually dont know haha, kind of medium height i guess

Favorite subject at school? history for sure best subject

Dream job? something where i get to talk about things im passionate about, journalist perhaps??? im not sure

this was so much fun!! sorry for recounting such a long explanation of where i was born its just such a fun story :)

tagging: @fandomchaosposts @love4lando @formulapisces @sof1shticated @multiseb21 @481boxboxbaby

i have many more people id love to tag but i've got to run for a train so thats it but if you see this consider yourself tagged!! also if you're tagged but have already been tagged/dont feel up to it, dont worry!!!!! anyways hope everyone is having a lovely day :)))

[str1ga]

ᴠᴀᴍᴘɪʀᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇʀꜱ. ᴀᴘᴇx ᴘʀᴇᴅᴀᴛᴏʀꜱ ᴡʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴀʟʟ-ꜱᴇᴇɪɴɢ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴅᴇᴛᴀᴄʜᴍᴇɴᴛ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴀ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ ʟɪꜰᴇ ɪɴ ɪᴛꜱ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇᴛʏ. ɴᴏᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴʏ ᴍᴀʀᴋᴇꜱᴛ ꜱᴏʀʀᴏᴡ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜʀɪʟʟɪɴɢ ꜱᴀᴛɪꜱꜰᴀᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʟɪꜰᴇ. ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ʜᴀɴᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅɪᴠɪɴᴇ ᴘʟᴀɴ. -- ʟᴏᴜɪꜱ ᴅᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇ ᴅᴜ ʟᴀᴄ

private mutually exclusive vampire multimuse. written by bee. primarily written in the first person. mature themes present 21+ only.

heavily affliated with: @agedrot @benefeco @fyllakas @maramcna @faebloods @badwo1f

promo. memes.

RULES AND MUSES:

ONE . The first rule of my blogs will literally always be don’t be a dick. I don’t have time for it. You don’t have time for it. Just don’t do it.

TWO . I don't have any triggers, but if you do please let me know!! this blog will contain a boat load of triggering content including but not limited to gore, violence, and mature situations. I generally don't tag triggers unless I'm asked, but I tag things with NSFW when it needs to be.

THREE . I do practice mains and exclusives, because sometimes you just click with people and that's ok! I will follow duplicates of MY muse, but unless it's a friend, I generally won't follow duplicates of exclusive muses.

FOUR . This blog is limited to interactions with mutuals. i always follow back / follow first if i feel like we can write together. if i haven't followed you back after a few days, it probably means i won't be following back to write. for the sake of my profession (i'm a high school age educator) i will not be following back anyone younger than 21.

FOUR CONT. While i do not follow back younger than 21 because i feel icky if you're young enough to be my student, my messages are always open if you ever need anything! if you need an adultier adult to talk to about something i can always try to be that for anyone. i know how important trusted adults are.

FIVE . This blog will be mostly private. I'm here for a good time not a long time. If you want to write with me, the best way is to DM me and say yo bitch let's RP.

SIX . My name is bee. i'm 32 years old. i've been writing on tumblr for like 10 years and rping in general for over half my life. i met my significant other through rp. we just moved across the country so i could go to rabbinical school. obviously i'm super busy but i love making friends!

CREDITS . so far everything on this blog is made by me! including the PSDs.

MUSE LIST

all muses are canon divergent in some way. if there is a link on a character's name please click it for more info.

TWILIGHT

caius of the volturi coven. over three thousand. appears twenty-three. aromantic demisexual. single ship with @agedrot. fc: sam reid.

felix of the volturi coven. two thousand. appears twenty. single ship with @fyllakas. fc: jacob elordi.

bella swan. twenty-five. aromantic lesbian. note: heavily au. series takes place while she is in college and living with her dad. she grows tired of waiting for edward to turn her and instead @agedrot turns her after eclipse. no kids. only written as a vampire. fc: naomi scott.

jasper hale of the volturi coven. one hundred. appears twenty. demiromantic pansexual. note: heavily au. stolen from maria by caius and not carlisle. is sent to the cullens to spy on them. returns to the coven with bella. fc: timothée chalamet

THE VAMPIRE CHRONICLES

louis de pointe du lac. over one hundred. appears thirty three. homoromantic homosexual. mostly follows amc canon. fc: jacob anderson.

BALDUR'S GATE 3

astarion ancunín. two hundred. appears thirty nine. panromantic pansexual. rouge/ranger. deeply not ascended ever. fantasy as well as modern verses. fc: aaron tveit.

TRUE BLOOD

eric northman. two thousand. appears twenty five. panromantic pansexual. i'm here to right canon wrongs. fc: alexander skarsgard.

[asunnycoffee]

In one of your replies to an anon who told you to leave lily alone, you said her content made you hypersexualize yourself at a young age. Could you explain that a little more in depht? Don't have to if it makes you uncomfortable tho

Sorry for the late response, I had to gather my words properly. But this will still most likely be very incoherent. Anyway:

To put this in the most simplest way possible, when I was a kid I was a huge fan of Lily and her content. I’d discovered her channel when I’d visit my relatives in New York, to such an extent that it was my favorite part of the trip.

Lily’s content was and still is very sexual. While that in of itself is no issue, her videos primarily target towards kids. Lily herself is aware of this, given multiple of her friends and partners have said they began watching her at a young age. But this was never addressed as an issue nor odd in her videos, so I was normalized to this.

And at the time, I was struggling a lot with understanding what was normal for me to know about at that age. I won’t go too much into this simply because I don’t feel comfortable sharing the details but to put it simply, I wasn’t aware that wasn’t normal for me at that age.

Eventually, I made my Tumblr account and decided to follow both her and Mikaila. Mikaila was actually one of my first followers, so I was pretty excited to know someone I looked up to liked me.

Lily then followed me too.

I was ecstatic, because someone I would’ve called a “mother figure” was now liking me.

I was seventeen when this occurred, for the record.

Lily and me began to reblog from one another at increasing frequency. She was awfully nice to me in specific, even though my blog was mostly centered around anti catradora and criticizing spop. Regardless, she took a liking to me.

When I’d began venting, she even checked up on me to make sure if I was alright and told me how I didn’t deserve to feel the way I was feeling. I was in a toxic friend group at the time, and she flat out told me that they were dicks. Given her influence on me, I immediately realized she was right and left said friends. My love of her increased. She’d helped me out, she was nice to me in a way I’d never really experienced by an adult figure before. She even congratulated me on coming out twice. I was one of the people she’s reblogged from the most that year. So I thought that I could trust her. I would even dared to consider us friends.

Some days after coming out as trans, I’d realized she wasn’t following me. Which I thought was strange but I thought it was probably just a mistake, I do that sometimes too but I realize the accident and come back.

She suddenly stopped with the support. It was random, I was very confused. I was trying to figure out what I’d done wrong, I tried to get her back. I’d even made more suggestive jokes and reblogged nsfw as a means of trying to earn her approval.

After some time she’d given me it back. I was relieved, but also anxious. I didn’t know what I’d done wrong but I knew I couldn’t repeat the mistake.

I made more sexual comments, I reblogged even more from her and it was mutual. I tried my very best to keep her around through sexualizing a lot of my blog and even myself.

It didn’t work, obviously. Because she stopped after some time and I then realized how she was a piece of shit.

After I went public with disliking her and said I was Japanese myself, she proceeded to sexualize Asians for a bit. If I’d been a fan still, I would’ve seen this as further normalization and made myself more sexual.

I’m probably gonna edit this.

[chosoholics]

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[eclecticsoftgrungeaestheticzine]

It's amazing how some lessons to learn again

So just before I became homeless I received a call from the high school friends who informed me that a mutual friend of ours was having a hard time because his father had died who had been his best friend,

I hadn't spoken this individual for more than 15 years because he's not mentally well.

But feeling compassion for a circumstance I went to visit

And found that he had suffered a stroke from his alcoholism and drug use

His mother was decided himself

" I'm 82 years old and this is supposed to be my time to live for me but he has a little called bell next to the bed demanding I bring him cereal or juice or whatever it is you want he's going to drive me into an early grave"

Knowing them for as long as I had I was very saddened by the circumstance and decided I might be able to lend a hand doing the things around the house he no longer could

He was always giving to random comments so when he accused me of having an addiction to pornography it kind of made me laugh because what the hell would he know about it I hadn't seen him in almost 15 years and as a point in fact

No one watched more adult content in this guy I mean it was always on

And shortly thereafter he began repeatedly commenting about an interest in sleeping with a 10-year-old girl, which , I felt compelled to just ignore him because it was so outlandish I thought maybe he was just running his mouth like once again he had tended to do but he repeated it multiple times forcing me ultimately to post it on Facebook that his neighbors should be careful with their kids around him

That was 5 years ago

And I am currently embroiled in a controversy of his making on those very same subjects that he had premeditated the accusation of

It was why he mentioned it

Not only has he suggested or supported the belief that I'm addicted to pornography he has also insisted some intimate knowledge of who I am or my particular interest

To insist to a group of his friends that it is I not he who is the pedophile which is breathtaking to me.

And it just occurred to me what should be obvious

Some of you clowns believe it, and it's not because you know me it's because you think you know him.

Well let me tell you something no one knows Fred the dick head like I do

He's the only guy I've ever known at 20 to be dating a 13 year old and found out almost immediately and decided oh well we're already having sex so why should I stop

He's the only one whose parents knew that she was a 13 year old girl and had no problem with him raping her on a daily basis in their home

He's the only person I've ever met who dated a woman for 20 years and then started mentioning an attraction to the daughter she had that he watched grow up into a young lady and had no problem discussing his intent to try to seduce her right Infront of her mother

Or under her nose so to speak

And he's the only grown man I've ever seen respond to the insensitivity of a 5-year-old to his paralyzed condition,

Asking him

Dang you still in that chair man ?

To turn around and aggressively look to bully the child I mean this is a 50-year-old guy picking on a 5-year-old because the child made him mad.

You suckers LOL I've seen him in his role playing mode where he's just the most wonderful kind-hearted friendly loving guy in the world for about 5 and 1/2 minutes I think after that his head will explode if he had to keep it up it's all bullshit all of it

He has tried to insist to me that he acted out of sincerity but, how do you decide someone has a porn addiction when you haven't seen or spoken to them in 15 years

More likely something happened that made him need a scapegoat and he had his friend call me to tell me that his dad died knowing I would come over to see what's up with him because he had planned this all along

You know what

It's not my fault if there are a lot of people out there too stupid to figure out his bullshit but I would encourage you to speak to all three of my kids and their mothers

I may not have been a great partner

But I was a very dedicated father

[boldlyvoid]

Ruin It.

18+ Spencer Reid x Ethan

Summary: Spencer never had sleepovers as a kid, so now that he's an adult he's always sleeping over at Ethan's house, ad he'll take any excuse to crawl into bed beside him.

Warnings: mutual pining, love concessions, blowjobs, handjobs, anal sex (both top and bottom spencer in this), childhood friends to lovers

word count: 5.4K

a/n: this is for @imagining-in-the-margins only 1 bed event!! using the prompts: "College!AU where you think you’re crawling into bed with your friend at a party but it’s actually (Character), the person you’ve been crushing on, who is too scared to kick you out" and "Spencer keeps telling you random facts in the middle of the night"

College sucked. Classes weren’t too bad, the workload was manageable when you had no life, the hardest part was that he felt alone most of the time.

His roommates were nice, but they were constant party people and he wasn’t. He liked the occasional party and light drinking, not getting sloshed every single night. He wrote his essays, he went to class, and on the weekends he went to visit Ethan. 

He wasn’t allowed to have sleepovers as a child, and he was a little too afraid to let anyone see his mom like that. So as soon as he moved out, he started sleeping at Ethan's house or inviting him to his dorm room. It was a little tradition that Spencer loved.

He also loved Ethan; more than he’d ever tell him. He’s loved him since the moment he saw him at the gifted kid's high school orientation, and it’s slowly grown from a friendly love to unrequited pining. But it was okay, it was bearable. He saw Ethan a lot, they talked every day and being Ethan’s friend was honestly enough for him.

He was leaving class, looking down at his phone while he walked out the door so he could text Ethan and ask when he could come over. Pulling up his chat, he sat down on the bench by the door so he didn’t kill himself trying to text and walk. “I love that you can sit down beside me without even looking at me.” the man beside him said. Spencer looked up and it was Ethan.

“What the fuck?” was all he could say.

“I brought you a coffee cause you stayed up most of the night doing your essay.” He said softly, handing Spencer a Starbucks cup.

Spencer smiled, his heart-melting and seeping into his stomach to feel like butterflies. “Thank you,” he said before taking a sip, it was his classic overly sweet coffee. “Did you want to come back to mine for a bit or go to yours?” Spencer asked.

Ethan stood up, taking Spencer’s bag from him and putting it on his back, “come back to mine.” he suggested. Spencer couldn’t say no to him.

At Ethan’s they always ordered pizza, sitting at Ethan’s small glass dining table and discussing little things they hadn’t told each other yet from the week. Sure they called at night and texted all day but there were stories they saved for when they saw each other in person. Spencer cared for this tradition more than anything else, it made it feel more intimate.

Almost like a date.

After dinner, they’d watch something together, sat pressed together on Ethan’s tiny leather love seat and often sharing a blanket. More than once Ethan had fallen asleep and dipped down to Spencer’s shoulder, making his heart flutter more than usual. Today however he didn’t fall asleep.

They caught up on Doctor Who, getting way too invested in the show and arguing about the plot once it was over. Switching to the movie network, there was just a random sex scene playing, Ethan stopped switching channels and laughed lightly.

“What’s it like sleeping with a girl?” Spencer asked, lightly, embarrassed.

Ethan looked at him almost confused, “Oh, well I only slept with my ex and even then it was only a few times cause our parents were always home, but it was good.” He said, trying to play it up a little, “The first time was the best though cause it was new and exciting and my dick only knew my hand till then so it was pretty great.”

Spencer laughed at him, hard enough to bend at the waist and place his hand on Ethan’s thigh. “What?” Ethan said, he felt like smacking him.

“You’re funny,” Spencer replied with a grin. “So you’ve not slept with anyone else since her? It’s been like a year?”

Spencer knew how much time it had been and that Ethan broke up with her because she was moving away. What he didn’t know was that Ethan dumped her because he’s actually in love with someone else, someone who is currently sitting beside him and asking him questions about sex.

“I haven’t found a person yet that I want to sleep with, like don’t get me wrong I miss sex but like, I don’t want to fuck just anyone anymore,” he explained, staring down at his hands feeling the tiniest bit embarrassed. “I’ve tried sleeping around and the feelings after are too messy, I don’t like when they leave after.”

“What’s it like sleeping with guys?”

Ethan smiled, “It’s amazing, some guys are so tiny and soft and then other guys are rugged and buff and can slam you against a wall and fuck the shit out of you. It’s always different and always amazing.”

“Fuck,” Spencer whispered, feeling himself start to get hard as Ethan talked about getting fucked.

“I like girls, not a lot though,” Ethan said, shifting his body so he was looking more at Spencer and not just sitting beside him. His hand still on Spencer’s leg, “like tits are great and one time this girl was sitting on me while we made out so her hair was in my face and I loved that, I like long hair but I don’t think I want to sleep with women anymore.”

Ethan talking about sex in detail was starting to kill him, he raised one leg up to pull into his chest so his erection wasn’t visible under the blanket they were sharing. It was just a normal conversation…

“Are you staying out here tonight or coming to bed with me again?” Ethan asked to cut the silence.

“I’m going to stay out here if that’s okay?” Spencer replied, swallowing sharply.

“I’m going to shower and head to bed if that’s okay?” He said softly, running his thumb against the material of Spencer’s jeans.

“It’s your house, do what you want.” Spencer teased.

“I washed your pj’s from the last time you were here and they’re in the cupboard above the washing machine.” He said with a smile, getting up and leaving the room.

Spencer watched him walk away with a smile on his face the whole time.

He got up, ignoring his hard-on in the hopes it would just disappear on its own. He put his pj’s on and grabbed the throw pillows from the floor to get comfortable on the tiny couch. For being tiny it was actually much more comfortable than his dorms rock hard mattress.

He sat there in the living room, the tv still on for light and background noise. He heard Ethan singing lightly in the shower until eventually the water stopped and he heard Ethan walking around his room, probably putting his pj’s on and getting ready for bed himself.

Sometimes he’d come out and give Spencer a hug or tell him he loved him, platonically of course. He waited there, his phone resting on his chest while he listened carefully, hoping he’d see him one last time before he went to bed.

His phone buzzed on his chest.

Ethan: I don’t want to ruin the friendship, but we’re both horny and could help each other out.

Spencer read it 3 more times, blinking and rubbing his eyes. He couldn’t believe what he read. Without thinking it over he texted him back.

Spencer: ruin it.

Ethan opened his door and Spencer peaked his head over the back of the couch, they stared at each other softly for a moment. Spencer got up off the couch and met Ethan at his doorway, he placed a hand on his chest lightly, the shirt he threw on clinging to his damp skin underneath.

“How do we do this?” Spencer asked.

“I can bottom, you know cause you’ve never,” Ethan said softly, looking down ever so slightly to look into his eyes.

Spencer moved his hand up Ethan’s chest, along his neck till he was cupping Ethan’s face in his hand. He reached up and kissed him, backing him up into the room and lightly turning them so he could press Ethan against the wall. All he’s ever wanted to do was kiss Ethan, his lips always looked so soft and plump.

Boy, were they ever… Spencer almost melts into his touch as Ethan wrapped his hands around Spencer’s waist, pulling him in tighter and flicking his tongue across Spencer’s bottom lip. Spencer opened his mouth, letting Ethan’s tongue in. He tasted like toothpaste, his tongue was warm and soft against Spencer’s. Spencer pulled back, opening his eyes and locking them with Ethan’s once more.

He pulled back and ripped his t-shirt over his head, throwing it to the floor. “When the fuck did you get so hot?” Ethan asked, doing the same with his shirt.

“Always have been,” Spencer reminded him, “you just weren’t thinking with your dick the last time you looked at me.”

Ethan pulled him back in, connecting their mouths once more, making out with more heat and want than before. He ran his hands down Ethan’s bare chest, playing with the chest hair in his fingers a bit. Ethan broke the kiss, kissing down Spencer’s neck and he dipped down enough to reach behind Spencer’s thighs and pick him up.

Spencer shrieked in surprise, wrapping his arms around Ethan’s neck and gripping Ethan’s hair while he continued to kiss Spencer’s neck. He turned them around so Spencer was pressed against the wall, Spencer crossed his ankles so that he felt more secure against Ethan, hoisted in the air. It was so new, he’d never been manhandled like this before. He didn’t even know how to respond, he just moaned while Ethan nipped and sucked at his neck.

He thought he was hard before on the couch, but now he was aching. He thought he could cum right in his pants from the amount of attention Ethan was giving his neck. He ground down a bit, wanting to see if he could feel how hard Ethan was from that position, and he was right. Ethan pushed back up into him, grinding his rock-hard cock against his ass and groaning in Spencer’s ear.

“Eth,” he said, breathy with want. “Put me down.”

Ethan did as he asked, looking at Spencer with soft eyes, wondering what he wanted next. Spencer gripped the waistband of Ethan’s bottoms, tugging him to the bed and pushing him down. He let Ethan shuffle back till his head was on the pillow. He took his shirt off, threw it by the door, pushed his pj’s down to his ankles and stepped out climbed onto the bed, settling himself between Ethan’s legs.

He toyed with the waistband of his pj’s once more. He looked at Ethan for approval, waiting for him to nod ever so lightly while watching Spencer. he pulled them down, Ethan lifting his hips to assist.

Once his cock sprung free, laying against his stomach, Spencer felt his arousal rush through his whole body. He bit his lip looking down at it, long and thick. A pretty blue vein running along the side, the head sticking out just above his foreskin, his balls tight and beautiful. He was in awe.

“Have you done anything with a guy before?” Ethan asked softly.

“I’ve given a blowjob as a once,” Spencer replied, feeling the embarrassment flush his cheeks.

“Do whatever you're comfortable with, don’t try and wow me or anything.” he said softly, sitting up a bit and reaching a hand out to touch Spencer’s, “you’ve always wowed me, Spence.”

Spencer crawled over him, pushing him back against the bed. He stared into Ethan’s eyes for a moment, the light from the lamp making his skin shimmer.

Spencer pressed a kiss to his lips, “a lot of what I do is to impress you.”

He pulled back, licking his lip before biting the bottom one slightly. He worked his way down Ethan’s bed once more, kissing his hip and spreading Ethan’s legs slightly. Getting down low enough that his own cock rubbed against the bed making him groan a bit. He licked a stripe up Ethan’s length, all while looking up at him to watch him throw his head back in pleasure.

He took the tip in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before taking him further. Ethan reached his hand into Spencer’s, way too long, hair and played with his scalp. Spencer had a thing for people playing with his hair, he moaned around Ethan causing him to buck up into him.

Spencer let out a small choking noise as he pulled back, “Sorry.” Ethan whispered.

Spencer just hummed and kept sucking. Bobbing up and down on his wonderfully beautiful cock. He wanted to pinch himself and see if he was dreaming; see if he fell asleep on the couch and all of this was just in his head right now.

“Spence,” Ethan moaned, “just fuck me,” he pleaded.

Spencer pulled off with a pop, “where do you keep the lube?” Spencer asked.

“In the bathroom,” Ethan said, running the hand that was in Spencer’s hair down to his cheek softly. Almost too soft for a quick and easy fuck.

“You wouldn’t have to get up if you got a side table.” Spencer teased.

“What makes you think I’m getting up, you can get it.” Ethan shot back.

Spencer crawled back up him and got in real close, his lips barely touching Phils, “if you want me to fuck you, you’re going to have to get it.” he whispered, voice as low and sultry as he could get it.

Ethan gripped Spencer’s hips and flipped him, their faces still close. “You better fuck me good then,” he said before kissing him deeply once more. Pulling back and hopping off the bed, stepping out of his pants that were around his ankles.

Spencer laid there, rock hard and tenting his boxers. He reached down to palm himself, feeling the wet spot of precum camouflaged by the black fabric. He didn’t know if he should take them off or wait for Ethan to take them off, all he knew was that it felt good to be feeling himself up while he waited.

Ethan walked back into the room, cock bobbing as he did so. “Look at you,” he said, stopping in his tracks and looking Spencer up and down, not subtle at all. “You’re so fucking hot.”

“Eth, have you ever seen yourself?” Spencer said, changing the topic, he wasn’t ever comfortable with compliments of any kind.

“Shut up and take your underwear off,” he ordered, getting onto the bed and standing on his knees.

Spencer pushed his pants down to his ankles and took them off, throwing them with the rest of his things so when it was all over and done he could gather them and leave. He knew the drill with one-night stands, and no matter how much he hoped this wasn’t that, it was.

Spencer laid there in the middle of the bed, Ethan smirked lightly before throwing a leg over Spencer and making his way up to sit on him. Spencer’s hands immediately made their way to rest on his soft, naked, hips.

He had stretch marks, a few freckles and a mole on the left side of his groin. His little tuffs of chest hair were dark and curly, matching his hair. Spencer took in the moment so thoroughly, memorizing the texture of his skin and the way his heart skipped a beat sometimes when he looked at Spencer for too long. How cute he looked in the yellow glow of the lamp on the other side of the room. How it cast a shadow of Ethan’s form onto Spencer’s body making him disappear into the moment, the way he wanted to.

Ethan ran his fingers down Spencer’s chest so lightly that it felt like feathers. He closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh. He leant down, using one hand to prop himself up beside Spencer’s head and the other to fiddle with the cap of the lube. His breath was hot on Spencer’s mouth while he watched Ethan get in position.

He was going to open himself up all whilst kissing Spencer. “This is still okay, right?” Spencer asked him.

“I’m literally about to finger myself and sit on your dick, so yes,” Ethan said with a small laugh.

Spencer laughed too, running his hands up Ethan’s back and holding him like a hug. He wondered if sex with Ethan was like this for his other partners if they felt happy and safe and full of laughter. The sex Spencer had before him was never like this, never fun or long-lasting. It was rushed and boring and pitiful.

Ethan kissed him again, soft pecks as Spencer felt Ethan’s arm moving between them. He moaned a little against Spencer’s mouth and he took that opportunity to lick his lip, feeling Ethan’s tongue against his own; hot and wet but also soft and wonderful.

He was so far gone for Ethan, he was truly fucked in more ways than one.

Ethan ground down into him and ripped him back to reality, the feeling of their cocks together was enough to have him cumming then and there.

Ethan pulled back, sitting back up he grabbed a condom that he must have brought with him from the bathroom. He opened it with his mouth trying to be seductive but only got some of the spermicides in his mouth and the foil stuck to his chin making Spencer laugh hard enough his stomach almost started to hurt.

“I fucking hate you,” Ethan said, rolling the condom down Spencer’s length.

“Really?” Spencer asked, head cocked, “cause it looks like we’re fucking, regardless?”

Ethan strokes a generous amount of lube onto him, “shut up! God, you’ve always been so annoying,” he says one last time, grabbing Spencer at the base of his cock and lowering himself onto it slowly.

Spencer’s never felt such immense pleasure in his life. He’s fooled around with people and fucked himself before but never in his entire life had he felt the intensity of the rings of muscle pulling him in slowly. Ethan just sat there on him once he bottomed out, Spencer wasn’t even looking at him now.

He had his head thrown back and his eyes closed while Ethan lifted himself and little and slammed back down, causing Spencer to let out the breathiest moan he’s ever produced.

“Fuck,” he whispered.

He pushed himself up on one arm enough to grab the back of Ethan’s neck and pull him down into a kiss. Ethan licked his bottom lip once more, skipping the soft kisses and immediately smashing their tongues together while he road him.

Ethan kept grinding on him, only fucking himself slightly, not getting all that he could. “Wait.” Spencer breathed, “get on your knees a bit more.” he instructed, and Ethan did as he was told.

Spencer was barely still in him, Ethan clenched around the head to keep him there while Spencer bent his knees, placing his feet flat on the bed so he could thrust up into Ethan relentlessly. Ethan moaned, again and again as Spencer fucked into him.

Spencer had never had that reaction, he’d also never expected Ethan to have such high-pitched breathy moans. Ethan held himself up with one arm while he jerked himself off with his other hand.

If Spencer wasn’t so close he’d probably want to cry just a bit. He always wanted to be with Ethan, since he was 17 he’s thought about a moment like this. And he still didn’t believe it was happening.

“Fuck Spence!” Ethan half screamed, cumming up Spencer’s chest, some of it hitting his neck and under his chin.

Spencer kept fucking him, he somehow got even fucking tighter and the heat in his stomach he had been ignoring to focus on the moment suddenly erupted into the condom. He didn’t make any noise, his whole body seized, he felt like he came for a good minute. His body had never felt pleasure like that in his life.

Ethan pulled off and flopped down beside him, staring up at the ceiling like Spencer was.

“What. The. Fuck?” Ethan said slowly, gasping for hair between each word.

Spencer didn’t answer, he didn’t even know if it was a question or a statement. He felt himself soften, he felt the cum getting cold on his chest and in the uncomfortable condom. His legs were too shaky to stand up yet. He sat up, reaching as best as he could off the bed for Ethan’s boxers and wiping himself off.

He took the condom off, tied it so it wouldn’t spill and threw it underhand into the garbage by Ethan’s dresser. He’s never been good at sports in his life but somehow got it in.

Boy did he ever get it in.

Ethan was still beside him, breathing a little less heavy and still very much naked. Spencer stood, seeing if he could handle it, Ethan reached out and grabbed his hand.

“You don’t have to go back to the couch. You can stay in here,” he said, laying over on his normal side of the bed.

Spencer, still naked, crawled over him to get to the inside of the bed, against the wall. Ethan gathered the sheets from the end of the bed, the same ones Spencer had sat on and slept under so many times in the last few years that he’s known Ethan. It wasn’t unusual for them to nap or sleep together, but it was weird to be naked.

“Here, put these on the windowsill?” Ethan said handing him the lube.

Spencer did so, watching as Ethan got out of bed, and turn the light off. Making his way back to the bed with the muscle memory of doing that probably every night. He crawled back into bed and moved to cuddle into Spencer.

“Are you a post-sex cuddler or no?” Ethan asked softly.

“Um, I think so?” Spencer replied, smiling and turning to his side, feeling Ethan’s naked and partly sweaty body press against him.

He felt content, like every fear he’d ever experienced left his memory and he melted into Ethan. falling asleep before he could take at the moment for when he’d need to relive it.

-

He’d slept in the same bed as Ethan before, that part wasn’t awkward. What was awkward was the fact Ethan’s bed was pressed against the wall, and Spencer’s side was against that wall. So if he wanted to sneak out to pee or just to leave and avoid whatever conversation and heartbreak that was to come, he was going to have to crawl over Ethan.

He moved a little too hard, looking at a way out that he woke Ethan. more like startled him. “Fuck Spencer,” he said, a different tone from the night before. “I forgot you were here.”

“Oh, I’m sorry I need to pee,” he said.

“Crawl over me I don’t care,” he said softly. Closing his eyes again.

Spencer did just that, very awkwardly and making Ethan grunt as Spencer accidentally pressed his weight on him. A string of “sorry”’s spewed out of Spencer’s mouth before he got off the bed. He grabbed his underwear as fast as he could and dashed to the bathroom.

He looked at himself in the mirror and was a little horrified. He didn’t know how to talk to his best friend anymore without thinking about how he was inside him and how much he’d like to do it again but the other way. All the ways. He loved him.

He was hard, of course, he was hard, it was morning. But he was also so enthralled in his thoughts of fucking Ethan again.

He peeked his head out the door, Ethan was sitting up, glasses on and phone in hand. “Mind if I shower?” he asked Ethan.

“Go for it, you know where everything is.” he smiled. “And if you want to go round two everything you need is under the sink,” he added, looking at the tent in Spencer’s underwear.

“Fuck,” Spencer whispered again.

“Go on. I’ll be here.”

He closed the door and pressed his back against it. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he repeated once again before getting in the shower to do what he knew he needed to do.

He got out, breathing deeply as he wrapped himself in a towel and put everything back. He grabbed a condom while he was at it and made his way back into the room.

Ethan was there, laid back as he stroked himself lightly. Spencer dropped his towel and threw the condom at him, drying his hair off a bit more before he climbed into the bed and hovered over Ethan.

Ethan reached up and kissed him softly. So soft Spencer almost forgot he was about to get fucked for the first. Ethan wrapped his arms around him once more and flipped him onto his back like he had the night before. He sat on his knees between Spencer’s legs, putting the condom on and reaching for the lube on the windowsill.

Spencer placed his hands on his forehead before running them through the wet curls. He was anxious and ready. “Please,” he whispered.

Ethan smiled, he grabbed the pillow that Spencer had been cradling in his sleep and motioned for Spencer to lift his butt a bit, settling it under him. He took the lube and pumped some onto his 3 fingers, rubbing it together in his hands to warm it.

Spencer spread his legs more, watching in awe as Ethan swiped his index finger along his rim. His breathing picked up, his hands in his own hair got tighter as Ethan pushed in, reaching with his other hand to jerk Spencer off so there was more pleasure than uncomfortable stretching. But honestly, Spencer kinda loved the weird feeling of being full…

He pumped it in and out, twisting and curling it for what felt like too long. “Another,” Spencer insisted, “please?” he added.

He watched Ethan smile again before adding another finger making Spencer moan and shut his eyes, living in the wonderful feeling of butterflies escaping his stomach and running through his veins. It was exciting and new, it was somehow loving and dirty for a “round two” as Ethan called it.

Ethan added a third, without warning and Spencer moaned. Soft and breathy he imagined what the give and take of Ethan’s cock would feel like as opposed to his slender fingers. Lucky for him, he was going to find out soon. He bucked his hips at the thought and that was what lead Ethan to pull out.

“Have you ever had anything more than your fingers in you?” Ethan asked.

“Uh-”

“Only cause I don’t want to hurt you?” Ethan asked, his tone so soft and caring Spencer wondered if the guy he fucked last night was a clone.

“You’re good, just go slow,” Spencer said with a small smile.

“And you’re good on your back?” he asked, lubing himself up.

“Um, does it feel better in any other position?” he asked as innocently as he could for the middle of sex.

Ethan smiled again, he was going to have a sore face at this rate. “Face down ass up is good.” and there he was, dirty, flirty Ethan.

“Okay.”

Ethan backed up a bit so Spencer could rollover. He stuck his ass out, with no remorse, and steadied himself on his forearms on Ethan’s pillow. Ethan felt his ass cheeks, his slightly lubed hand not being able to grip as much.

He felt Ethan line up; the latex tip running against his hole and then ever so slowly, Ethan pushed in, an inch at a time, like someone who had the most self-control in the whole world. Unlike last night when he basically slammed himself down on Spencer’s dick.

It felt so good, the slow drag as he took him in, clenching as he did so to suck him in more and more while Ethan pushed in. the butterflies turned to lava and his whole body ran hot, warmer than it had ever been.

He bottomed out and stilled, “Please.” Spencer spat out, not even realizing how desperate he was.

He pulled back and that felt even more amazing, the drag back was jaw-dropping, but the push back and repeat. Holy fuck, Spencer was seeing stars. He understands Ethan’s little noises from last night on a whole new level. He couldn’t believe it was happening.

Just when it got good the thoughts crept in, this was Ethan. Ethan, the love of his life was fucking him and he couldn’t see him or touch him or kiss him and he felt like he was missing out on the moment, once again.

“Stop,” he cried and Ethan pulled out as fast as he could.

“What?” he asked, Spencer, turned over to see Ethan had his hands in the air as if the cops told him to put ‘em up. He’s panicking thinking he hurt Spencer.

Spencer covered his face and cried. “I’m ruining the moment,” he said, muffled through his hands.

“No, you’re not. It’s okay.” Ethan assured him. “What’s wrong?”

“I like you too much…”

“You actually love me,” Ethan whispers with a smile. “You talk in your sleep, you’ve told me that you love me almost every night since you’ve been staying here.”

Spencer is so embarrassed he covers his face, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay Spencer,” Ethan wraps him up in a hug, “I love you too, the same way you love me. I have for a long time.”

“Can we finish?” Spencer whispers against his neck, kissing him again as he thinks about the fact that the love of his life actually loves him back.

“Are you sure?” Ethan asked.

“Holy fuck, so sure,” Spencer whined.

Ethan lined back up, pushing in once more as Spencer bit his lip at the feeling. “I love you,” he admitted under his breath, completely awake this time.

“Good,” Ethan said before thrusting again. He tucked an arm under Spencer to pull him in closer and his other arm behind Spencer’s neck to kiss him.

Spencer wrapped his legs and arms around him. They kissed deeply while Ethan thrusted in and out of him. Their breathing was rigid and hot on each other's faces. Ethan moved to kiss Spencer’s cheek and jaw, down his neck and Spencer felt close again, right as Ethan hit his prostate.

“Fuck, Ethan, please?” he whined, “leave a mark, oh my god.”

Ethan sucked deeply and Spencer felt gone. He couldn’t believe it, he snaked a hand between them and jerked himself off. His body went fuzzy, that was the best way to explain it; he was shaking and moaning more than he ever had in his life. He came with a shout, running his nails down Ethan’s back and jerking up into his thrusts.

He thinks he might have passed out. He doesn’t remember Ethan finishing, but now Ethan’s cuddled into him, pulled out and there's a dull ache in his shoulder.

“Sorry?” Ethan mumbled.

“For what?” Spencer asked, winded as all hell.

Ethan kissed his shoulder, “for biting you..”

“Oh, I don’t remember anything after I came.” he admitted, “you fucked my brains out, dude.”

“I tell you I love you and you call me dude?” Ethan said, propping himself up to look Spencer in the eyes once more.

“Shut up, I love you,” Spencer said with a smile.

“I love you too.”

Ethan kissed him again, soft and lovingly. More so than any kiss he’d ever had. “All it took was getting you horny during Doctor Who and I finally got you into my bed,” Ethan giggled.

“Excuse me?” Spencer looked at him, blinking a few times. “I’ve wanted to do this since you told me you liked guys too.”

“We missed out on two years of good sex.”

Spencer kissed him again, smiling halfway through. “Shower with me again?” he whispered against Ethan’s lips.

“Wash my back and I’ll wash yours?” Ethan suggested.

“Always,” Spencer said, kissing him one last time.

But it wasn’t the last time. They kissed all day, and all night until Spencer left to go to his dorm. It felt good to be in love with his best friend. Sure, he went to bed lonely that night but he knew in the long run he wasn’t.

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[ak8shi]

FWB HQ Boys: In which you beat the player at his own game!

warnings: Time skip spoilers, mentions of sex(all characters are 18+), alcohol, stupid people in love

a/n: ahh I’m sorry I’ve been a little MIA!!! But I’m back with this pls enjoy ! I think the fandom really make germaphobia his only personality trait sometimes which makes me sad because I think he’s actually a quirky/classy dude and very functional in social situations,, I hate to say it but ya’ll would get played by him… sorry.

━Sakusa Kiyoomi

Some of you may be like ???? Omi fucks around ?? how ?? BUT he definitely does in his own way

He probably doesn’t do much in high school to be honest, he’s mostly focused on improving as a volleyball player and achieving his goals

Once he reaches pro level though,,, it’s a different story lmfao

I can see him being picky as hell about his hookups, but just because he’s a bit of a germaphobe doesn’t mean he doesn’t feel attraction or doesn’t have needs…

….He’s so hot too… girl

His hook-ups are always taken seriously though… like he’s the type that feels like he has a professional image to upkeep, so he always arranges things beforehand; he’s definitely not messy about it and sets clear boundaries

I think what makes him kind of a player is how standoffish he can be…and he doesn’t really give anyone a chance because he doesn’t think they what it takes to deal with his lifestyle lmao

He’s just like, its easier to call the uber right after, get into the shower, and wait until he can hear the front door of his apartment shut I’m screamingg

Sakusa also isn’t one to kiss and tell, even with the boys… he doesn’t think its tasteful and would rather not have Atsumu up his ass about his flings

ANYWAYS,, let’s get into this, so you know Atsumu through mutual friends and met during college, and the two of you just instantly clicked since you also were a part of the same sports medicine program as him

Atsumu signed with MSBY and you were so happy for him, but you were bummed because you were busy with PT graduate school and couldn’t really attend any of his games

A year passed and you found yourself texting Tsumu to see if he could meet up and grab coffee since you were on winter break!!

You: hey I’m back in town wanna grab coffee sometime?

Him: who is this

You: I see you haven’t changed ❤️

LMFAO, so you catch up with Atsumu and he talks about his new career and his teammates, he seems so happy :(( we love to see that!!

He invites you to MSBY’s game the following weekend, and you’re pumped to go!! Tsumu got you great seats, and he meets you before warmups to make sure you’re okay finding your way around

Atsumu: don’t take yer eyes off me <3

You:

He’s so…

You’re enjoying the match and you even go to grab Onigiri from Osamu’s stand, but you can’t seem to look away from number 15 on Atsumu’s team

He’s .., scrumptious to say the least 🥴

Like he’s so composed and calculated on the court, and you find it so funny how he rolls his eyes whenever Tsumu says something to him and how Tsumu gets so heated about it 💀

The match ends and you go down to meet Atsumu near the lockers, showing the security your family/friend pass 😌

You walk through the halls trying to locate the setter, but you can’t seem to figure out where he is

The only person in the hall is the tall, dark haired man that caught your eye earlier; he is already walking towards the exit with a mask covering his face, his duffel bag slung over his shoulder, sweats embroidered with “Sakusa” adorning his body we’re all looking..... respectfully

He’s truly so intimidating but you’re like….highkey lost… so you don’t really have another option

You catch up with him, poking his shoulder gently; he turns around and his attention on you is almost STARTLING.. like his eyes are SO dark

Him: can I help you

You: sir… if you don’t rail me, I’m gonna have to intervene‼️😈😹

After getting over your initial shock, you hear multiple footsteps rumbling down the hallway towards the both of you

Sakusa lets out an annoyed sigh, muttering about how he has to go, but before he can escape you hear Atsumu’s loud voice LMFAO

“OMIIII, where are you goin’? Its team karaoke night remember?”

Tsumu sees you and slings an arm around your shoulders, “Oh-? So I see you’ve met our outside hitter Omi?”

You glance over at Sakusa, his expressionless eyes glued to your face, then slowly trailing down to analyze the way Atsumu casually has you tucked under his arm

Atsumu nudges him, and he grumbles that he’ll meet them after changing at home before walking off in the direction of the private parking garage

You meet the rest of the MSBY boys in the uber, and find them super friendly and welcoming; Bokuto and Hinata buy the first round of drinks at the karaoke bar, but you only have one because you have work to finish the next day WE STAN

Atsumu already has a pink glow setting into his cheeks when you see the boys turn their attention to Sakusa walking through the front door, looking as handsome as ever in his dress pants and fitted white t shirt

They all shout out incoherent hello’s, and he takes the only open seat next to you with a glass of gin and tonic in his hand he smells so good god

You’re unsure what comes over you, but you find yourself turning towards him, and you just start asking him about himself and his career, and surprisingly he’s very polite and much more animated than you previously thought

His voice is like…so alluring and he never looks away from you when you talk, its like he’s absorbing every word

Meanwhile, Atsumu is stumbling over the stage with Bokuto belting Love by Keisha Cole LMFAOO😭

Tsumu kind of ‘warned’ you in the car ride over that Sakusa was a germaphobe, but you know that Atsumu tends to invade people’s personal space sometimes and it probably wasn’t as dramatic as he made it out to be

However, you weren’t expecting the outside hitter to lean over from his seat after checking the time on his phone, whispering in your ear, asking you if you wanted to meet him at his place later than night WHEW

Girl I would be sweating… and you say yes ofc because who’s going to pass up this type of opportunity-

He gives you a charming smile and is like,, okay cool, I’ll see you later then 😊 I’m dead

Ya’ll exchange phone numbers and he’s like if you need any help with my idiot teammates let me know before he takes off

You don’t tell Tsumu about your little… entanglement plans dsnjaknda but honestly he wouldn’t even remember based on the way he’s slumped against you in the uber he owes you big time

You get home after dropping off Tsumu at Osamu’s, and operation dick appointment with the professional volleyball player is put into action 😈

He sends an uber over to get you ladies do not settle for less please, and you’re BIG nervous but in a good way as in you know this dick is about to be bomb af

SO you’re standing in front of his apartment door, and when he opens it, he’s still in the clothes he wore to the bar and its like 1 am he’s so powerful

Um I feel like he would get straight to it honestly, probably starts with a little convo on the couch and then…

YOU WEREN’T AWARE HE WAS SO DIRTY,,, it was SO good too like after getting home that night you’re going through a crisis… like you had so much chemistry together for having just met, and you wonder if he feels the same way🥺

You caught yourself in sleepless states some nights, kept awake by the thoughts of the way his hands felt against your skin, the way his five o’clock shadow gently rubbed against your face when you kissed, and how he would hold you(only after a thorough shower together of course)

As it happens more and more, he lets you into his life little by little, and you notice and remember small facts about him and he often remembers a lot of the things you tell him about you, its really enjoyable for both of you

Its weirdly domestic to a point but that’s why its so good for both of you???it adds a bit of spice ??

Sakusa: can you come over tonight

You: sorry the retainer is in already <3 no dick sucking for me tonight <3

Him: I bought pastries from that cafe you like

You: say less✈️ I’m coming💃

AND he HAS jokes okay, like he’s funny as hell and very witty when his true self comes out; but he’s also a HUGE tease and he’ll say something completely straight-faced that someone else might take offense to like “you look ugly,” but you just know he’s kidding from being around him long enough and from seeing the little glint in his dark eyes

It becomes a routine thing while you’re home honestly, and you try your best to hide it from Atsumu because you just KNOW you would never hear the end of it; for all he knows, you met him that one time at the bar and that was that

Everything is going smoothly until you slip up at one of their games

You were sitting in the waiting area with the team (mostly talking to Atsumu), when he just says something that makes your short circuit

Atsumu: what kind of animal do ya think omi would be? An octopus maybe?

You: yeah I mean with those flexible wrists it makes sense

Atsumu: what the fawk🤠

He’s like… how do you even know about his flexible wrists IT TOOK ME 6 MONTHS TO GET TO THAT STAGE WITH HIM-

Oops, lmfao so you kind of tell him about everything and he’s literally shocked for you, mostly because he doesn’t want you to get hurt :(

Atsumu: So I see he’s just sleeping with ANYONE anyone

LMAO noo he definitely thinks you’re too good for him and he kind of lectures you, telling you that he had a hunch that he messes around with girls like that, but also you’re an adult and you can take care of yourself, and it isn’t like it’s a serious thing!!

Meanwhile, Omi is like going through a bit of a crisis all alone because everything around him reminds him of you or something you said when you were together

He got with people who were compatible sexually often, but he never had the urge to have them stay over after the deed; he usually immediately called them an uber and wouldn’t speak to them again

He found himself thinking about seeing you in the stands at his games, wishing you were there to cheer for him only, and he adored the way you respected his boundaries unlike many of his hookups

Atsumu probably notices something is off with him at practice

Atsumu: hey…if ya ever want to talk about somethin’-

Sakusa: no

Girl… he doesn’t disclose any of this to anyone

Its nearing the end of your break, and you head over to sakusa’s for probably the last time before you go back to school

You’re kind of at the point where you don’t think anything will happen and you know you shouldn’t get your hopes up, and it goes how it usually goes? Except he kind of hugs you goodbye and your heart goes: 🦋🦋🦋

You go back to school, occasionally texting Tsumu about your graduate program, and before you know it, like 5 months pass by and you’re back for summer!

Tsumu texts you and is like… sorry but I’m forcing you to be my plus-one tonight for this dinner thing I have to go to

So you dress up and he comes to pick you up, and you’re really not sure why you were surprised to see Kiyoomi sitting at the table when you arrive you give Atsumu a nice smack on the back of the head for not warning you

You sit down at the table after greeting everyone, trying your best to not act awkward when you shoot sakusa a small smile that he returns politely (but you don’t see it because of his mask)

Atsumu sits weirdly close to you the entire dinner with his arm around the back of your chair, and he’s just acting strange in general??? Like he’s bragging about your degree program and about your accomplishments, you just know he’s trying something funny; but you don’t really say anything because you don’t want to disrespect him in front of the team’s staff as a guest

You almost choke on your wine and you catch on when Bokuto starts making comments after Atsumu says something,

Atsumu: …so yeah, pretty much she should be our next president in my humble opinion

Bokuto: 🙈WOAH. WHAT?😍 HOW COULD SHE GET ANY BETTER⁉️🙄 OR HOTTER⁉️💪🏼💋

You, sitting there: 🧍‍♀️

He’s so bad at acting I’m crying..,, it becomes so obvious that they’re trying to make Kiyoomi jealous

(the boys plotted beforehand, trying to get Omi to ask you out officially; after you left, he literally would never shut up about you whenever Atsumu mentioned you, and it was just obvious he was in his feels when it came to you)

Atsumu: she’s studying at a café tonight for finals

Sakusa: Yeah so I’m glad you brought it up, because I’ve been thinking about it for days. Fine I guess I’ll say it. Her favorite coffee blend is French roast and she only likes a dash of sugar with a lot of cream, but it has to be hazelnut creamer or else she doesn’t like any-

Everyone in the gym: 🗿

LMAO ANYWAYS ITS LOWKEY WORKING you look over at him and his face is like stone.. girl..

The dinner is almost over and Atsumu gets up to go to the restroom with a wink I hate him, and you get up to catch a breath of fresh air outside

You sit on a bench for a minute, calming yourself down after the eventful dinner, but then you see the door to the restaurant swing open, Sakusa looking around the corner before spotting you

Your heart pounds in your chest as he walks over and asks if he can join you, inspecting the bench before sitting down, pulling his mask down as well

He eases into a conversation by just asking you how you’re doing, basic stuff, but then in the middle of you going off on a tangent about your stupid professor, he stops you

“I missed you.”

He crosses his legs, not looking at you as he takes your hand, intertwines it with his, and places it in his lap

You gaze at him, taken back at his confession, noticing the slight pinkness tinging his pale cheeks

You say you missed him too, and then he’s asking you if you would like to go on an actual date with him

You: wait are you asking me out officially?

Him: Yes. No I’m not. Yes I am❤️

SKSLD Please he’s awkward help him a little, you agree and then you hear a tap on the window behind you, you turn around to see Tsumu, Bokuto and Adriah behind you with big grins on their faces LMFAO 🤡

Kiyoomi rolls his eyes, but you don’t miss the small upturn of the corners of his lips as he hears Bokuto happily scream through the glass

[carrotkicks]

Honestly i think red robin is very interesting because it has everyone explicitly reaching out to tim with good intentions to help him and get shut out by him.. i feel it wouldve been easier for the writer to have everyone act like tim is crazy for pity points or whatever but that…. doesn’t really happen in canon. Like i feel it was written to be viewed and analyzed in a more neutral way considering you can also see tims desperation and delusion in his own internal and external monologue but fanon took that and twisted it so bad that it ends up villainizing either tim or his friends/family to an extreme extent to the point that its really hard to talk about it without taking sides now

No yeah you totally have a point. If we were to look at the whole tim-and-everyone-but-mostly-dick situation from a totaly neutral stance, both of them messed up and hurt each other.

Tim was very understandably hurt by losing his position as Robin and having that coupled with all the trauma and stress building up because of losing like,,, everyone he loves with Bruce's death being the final straw, I think his resulting breakdown is pretty warranted? It makes sense that he's hurting and pushing everyone away, and lashing out to those who come too close, but it's not okay? It wasn't fair for him to lash out at Damian(completely unwarranted bad tim), Steph, or Dick because they were trying to help him and they didn't deserve his crappy attitude.

(briefly gonna mention Steph's persepective in the whole ordeal b4 i go on to Dick's perspective, but like, she ALWAYS gets the worst treatment by the writers, and the issue where she and Tim have their falling out really doesn't paint her in the best light. But she and Tim did a mutual hurt each others feelings. With an extre kick in the gut by Tim bc he was being an asshole. and might not have realised it was Steph at the moment.)

MR DICK GRAYSON on the other hand was overloaded with like A LOT. It makes sense if he's not dealing with things with the most grace. Like, he's got to take care of his dead dad's new kid, and also manage his dead dad's crime-ridden City of Gotham. and his dead dad's shady childhood friend is trying to take over the company, and his dead dad's not-dead son is back and insane and making a bunch of people dead. Oh and his dad is dead. It's so understandable that Dick is stretched thin, and you can sympathise with him (esp if you actually read the Batman titles from then not RR), BUT!!!! Dick is the adult in the situation, and it's pretty not great if you, being one of the only adult figure in your teenage brother's life, let him screw off to another country whilve very obviously having a mental breakdown.... uhh things could have been handled better?

So like, the reason so many peope are really sympathetic to Tim's side is that he's a kid who needed a better support system when he was going through some really bad depression and Dick and the gang left him high and dry. And the people who think Dick is right think that Tim was being an unlikable jerk who ditched his repsonsibilities to protecting the city or whatever and left Dick and the gang high and dry.

And yanno, when you put it like that, why is Tim responsible for helping them protect the city? Why are they responsible for protecting the city? Well, then the fingers point to Batman, but Bruce is dead. Then again, you could argue that their sense of responsibility was instillled in them by Batman, but that means the "Robins are child soldiers" take hold some water which is absolutely NOT TRUE. If anything, the fam are emulating Bruce's tendencies and attitudes towards Gotham, and the fact that Gotham desperately needs them is because the city's security was somehow landed on Bruce's shoulders. But then WHY does the safety of Goth rely so heavily on Bruce? If we ask that then the entire logistics of superhero media is called into question, and our suspension of disbelief is effectively shattered.

huh. ok i get why people pick sides now.

[madamtrashbat]

A couple of thoughts

We doin' okay, Cats family? We're good? Good. I have one last thing to add.

This is kinda about pro- and anti-shippers, but it's really more about fandom culture in general and just my experiences. You can read it, if you want, or not.

Up to you.

I've been doin' this for a while. A good fifteen years at least, closer probably to sixteen. I've been doing things in fandom for longer than some of my mutuals have been alive.

(Oh Jesus)

And there's something I gotta tell you guys, both as a person who has been doing fandom-y stuff for years and for someone who literally has college degrees in English Literature and Creative Writing.

Being an anti is not normal.

And I know that comes across as harsh and mean and it sounds unreasonable but I'd like to explain what I mean by that.

I can trace back being an anti to two main sources: Voltron and Star Wars. I was never into Voltron or really even around anyone who was but I remember the screaming and fighting over the ships, and I remember the hellish crusade that began when people dared to ship Rey and Kylo Ren together. It was nasty, guys. It was absolutely insane that suddenly people were doing this over fictional ships, that people were being sent actual abuse and hatred because someone wanted the broody shitlord man and the unwashed desert scrounger to smooch. Like... imagine that in real time.

I was not, nor have I ever been, a Reylo shipper, but you know what I did, when that ship began, and I didn't like it? I ignored it and went about my day. Because that's how I was taught. Nothing in the fiction world was worth fighting over. It was not worth getting into arguments over. What was the point?

Then the antis got bolder, started branching out, and when people like me started standing up and saying, "Hey, stop being a dick to people!" someone hired the world's best PR machine and suddenly people who were not antis were pedophiles and abusive and incestuous.

How's that for some whiplash.

This anti movement of berating, bullying, harming, and threatening has been their MO, and it's dangerous. And now, they all buy their own bullshit. They actually think people like me are all out here twisting our mustaches like Snidely Whiplash and diddling kids. Without a shred of irony, they believe this.

Proship only labeled itself that as a response to the antiship, and antiship, make no mistake, named itself first. It was not anti-pedophile. It was not anti-incest. It was not anti-abuse.

It was all about disliking fictional ships that other people enjoyed, and thus attacking people over it.

And it's pointless. It's driven a child to suicide. It has gotten people fired. It has ruined careers, livelihoods, friendships. For nothing. For a boogeyman that doesn't exist.

Sex experts across the board all agree that what gives us our jollies is not at all what we want in real life. There's some wild statistic like 70% of women have had a sexual fantasy about rape at least once in their lives. About rape! That act that most AFAB people have a deep ingrained fear of! And we've used it to get off! Because sexual fantasy isn't that deep. Our brains are idiots. And since time immemorial, we as humans have written just the most fucked up shit.

It's even in the Bible. Humans have been nasty forever. And it doesn't mean shit.

It's in the TV shows. It's in our movies. It's in our books. It's in our music, our podcasts, everything. Being an anti is not the way of humanity at all. Ever. Except for like... maybe the puritans but they sucked so who cares about them.

Antis believe a lie. They believe a lie and they hurt people for it. I am not in any way, shape, or form exaggerating when I say I am fearful for those who regularly interact with me, because I am worried that one day the art they make or the "clout" they carry isn't going to be enough to save them from their friendship with me and antis will tear them to shreds. Because that is how they behave. They may not think they're bullies, and they may think they're in the right, but I want you to look up the Youtube RPF kid who killed themselves over anti harassment. Look at that horrible ask I just got. This is how they behave.

And that is what proshippers stand against. It's a stance against bullying, harassment, threats. That is it. There are plenty of proshippers out in the world that would never, ever think of writing anything involving someone underage, or between relatives, or involving anything gruesome. Because that's not what it's about.

Antis are new in the world of fandom, and they are the absolute root of toxicity. I do not exaggerate. They waste the time of agencies actually trying to eradicate CSAM by sending them art someone drew of a teenage character that isn't real. They've driven people to suicide. They've outright admitted to not caring about actual humans as much as they care about fictional ships. They have shown time and time again that they are not above abuse, vitriol, and bullying. There are blogs that post stories from ex-antis who say they were afraid to say anything different than their anti friends for fear of righteous backlash.

I repeat: I am legitimately afraid that my friends are going to get dogpiled and harassed because they dare to be my friend. That fear is not baseless. And it's all because of the way antis act.

I am liberal with the block button. I try to maintain boundaries because I don't want to see any of that shit as much as they don't want to see any of mine (though only a very scant few actually block me back, which is a joke in and of itself). But it still slips through. And I hate it, every time I see it.

Because this is not the way we're supposed to be. We are not supposed to be at odds with each other. We are supposed to share and have fun and be joyful about some people in lycra.

But because some people wanted to put on the pilgrim hat and play Morality Council to someone who's been doing this for years, I gotta tiptoe around people that think I'm actually out in the world diddling children. Do you know how fucked up that is. Do you know how that feels? To not only have someone make that judgment without any evidence, but to tell it to other people who don't know me either?

When someone finally snaps and starts biting back, it's not out of nowhere. And antis never, ever see themselves as doing something wrong. But they are. They are wrong.

Can I let you in on a little secret?

Seriously, just between you and me, come here.

If you think it's wrong to bully someone because of fiction, then you're proship. That is the long and short of it. No more or less. I hate to break it to you, but that is the only definition, and anyone who says it's something else is lying to you for their own gain.

And sure, there are lots of people who try to hide behind the proship label as they do shitty things. But antis do the same. Humans being assholes and trying to blame it on something else is not new.

The fact that people have come to me and told me that the antis have made them feel uncomfortable, that they're afraid if they do something they might view as negative they might receive hate, that people are actually AFRAID of people in this fandom, is not okay.

There was a fandom I was involved in where one of the prominent people actively hated me and I was never afraid of what she would do. I am afraid of the antis in this fandom, though. Because they have teeth and they like to use them.

Fandom isn't supposed to be like this. Nobody should be screaming at teenagers for talking to adults in fandom, infantilizing them like they're not a whole autonomous human. Nobody should be telling someone to kill themselves because they ship Tuggerstrap. Nobody should be afraid of the other people in their fandom.

Antis, if any of them even read this (I doubt it, but just in case), I want you to look around. The people who are neutral are not afraid of what the proshippers will say to them. They are afraid of you. You and your ilk are the ones causing the damage, and you are the outliers in the entire world of fiction. You're a loud minority that thinks it knows better when it knows absolutely nothing.

Ruminate on that.

My blog is still a safe space from bullying, abuse, and nastiness. If someone is being mean to you, you will always find a friend here. And if you can't say the same, then what's wrong with you?

Be excellent to each other. Stop making people afraid.

And sit down and ask yourself what it is you really want when you make vague posts about people and tell people vicious, awful things. What are you hoping to gain.

[stripper-patrick]

Uh, hi. May I request some smut w Henry cavill x Indian reader? Some lazy Sunday morning/Friday night stuff? Thank you 🥺💕 I love your blog. I binge read most of it today. Hehe

Heaux Tales 👜 Henry Cavill

Warnings: smut, language, unprotected, rough, cheating, fingering, reverse voyeurism (?), daddy kink, quickie

Tags: @rebellious-desires @mrsbanreswillseeyou @eclecticblkgirl @designerwriterchic @bvssmob

Relationship: Henry Cavill x Indian/black reader

I zip down the highway switching into the right lane before taking the exit hitting a quick right turn. I whine my hips to the music of my throwbacks playlist the song Temperature by Sean Paul blasting through the speakers.

I’m coming straight from work to my sisters house and where she’s having a game night. My boyfriend unfortunately couldn’t make it seeing as he couldn’t take off the graveyard shift. I make a left entering into the driveway of the nice looking townhome my sister Armani owns.

I park in a parallel spot and see a few cars, about 4, already outside of her house. I step out pulling down my suede mini skirt with a vertical seam. I smooth out my sepia colored shirt feeling the wind start to pick up outside. I grab my black duster sliding it over my thick arms before grabbing my chestnut brown purse and walking up to the door. I try the door handle and it opens allowing me in. I take off my loafers at the door and hear the chattering of a few guests.

This house used to be our parents right before they died. We had 2 beautiful mothers who loved us very much but sadly they were involved in a head on collision that killed one of them on impact. The other died in the hospital just a day later but I was grateful for those few hours.

I look at the pictures of all of us and then I hear my name being shouted with joy. “YN” I’m greeted with open arms from my older sister. The fair-skinned 5’8 woman with a cheeky smile plastered on her face looks at me “don’t be mad” she bites her lip

“I’m already mad now” which was only half of a joke. What did she do this time? Appears from behind a wall, my recent ex Henry, with a cheeky smile as well. His perfectly short hair and fitted tee makes me wonder if he does all the thing he used to do to me, to his... snow bunnies. He started off as a fling which then turned into a 2 year relationship and when that ended we were still having sex with each other. I really only stopped fucking him just a year ago, right before I got with my current boyfriend, Cameron. The breakup was mutual but still sour. He was my best friend. Now every time I look I see a different broad on his shoulder. Like a trophy. He’s got a bitch for everyday of the week.

“Oh nice seeing you Henry” I glare at Armani and she smiles. The tall Brit walks over to me engulfing me in his warm embrace. Almost made me miss us being together. He lets me go and I step back.

“Nice seeing you as well. You look good” he glanced me up and down quickly before returning to my eyes. I can’t help but remember that those were one of his favorite features about me. My chocolate brown eyes.

“As do you” an content silence falls in the air and Armani clears her throat

“Let’s get you drunk and get this game night started” she grabs my hand and Henry follows us. We part ways, him heading to the living room and me and my sister to the kitchen where I look at her.

“I miss his goofy side” she tried to plea. I shake my head grabbing a shot of tequila and taking it straight to the head. I pour another shot downing it before shaking my head squinting at the taste. I walk to the living room meeting everyone. 2 of our cousins Briette and Joseline and Bri’s husband Carter.

“Hey guys” I hug them and look for a place to sit. Unfortunately I’m seated only one person away from Henry and I cross my legs watching his eyes move back and forth between my thighs and his hands that are resting on his thighs. Let’s begin the games.

....

I’m slightly tipsy and I’m definitely hot from the whiskey I’ve been consuming. I’m not completely drunk but I’m a little tipsy. We’re playing the game midnight taboo and it’s me, Henry and Briette vs. Armani, Carter and Jo. It’s Henry’s turn to read off the cards and we guess.

The timer starts and he begins. “Um ok Brazzers, Xvideos-“

“Porn” Bri yells out he nods grabbing another card

“YN I do this to you all the time”

“Fuck?”

“Something while we do that”

“Spanking? Cumming?” he shakes his head looking dead at me “choking” he nods grabbing another card

“Young adult kids play this at a party it’s a this or that activity”

“Get high or get drunk” I answer he shakes his head

“It’s a gathered activity” this British man and his proper English are blowing me right now. I think hard hearing Bri yell out random stuff and I finally come up with something “truth or dare”

“Time” Carter yells. Henry smiles nodding and I can’t help but begin thinking about when he would choke me while he thrashed his hips in me. I press my legs together biting my lip before raising my eyes to accidentally meet his. I knock back another shot wincing at the taste before just zoning off.

....

We’ve moved onto another game which is cards against humanity. Me and Henry are seated close next to each other of course not by my picking. He decided to sit this game out and just watch us play. I sort through my cards trying to find a good one that Joseline would like. I place one down and Henry inches closer making my breath catch in my throat.

“I see the way you keep looking at me” he whispers. Without a word being exchanged I look at him and unconsciously bite my lip. Something that would’ve made him take me right then and there.

As Joseline reads off the cards deciding on which is her favorite determining who gets the point Henry’s hand caresses my thigh. I always melted when he’d squeeze and knead my thigh like dough.

“I like Y/N’s” I smile and grab a black card reading it off. “This is the prime of my life. I’m young, hot and full of blank”

As the crowd sorts through their cards Henry’s hands creeps higher and higher softly rubbing my clothed clit. He does it so swiftly that I’m already at the point where I don’t want him to stop. He slides my panties to the side running his fingers through my slick using that to rub my coated pearl.

I jolt slightly opening my legs more where he inserts 2 fingers pumping slowly. Everyone hands me their cards and I clear my throat trying to act as normal as possible. “Crippling debt” I smile biting my lip again as Henry keeps grazing that spot “money moves, asshole full of jelly beans, tax fraud, and oh god” his fingers dig deeper inside of me as I mask my moan grinding my hips in the seat. I can see the tent forming in his pants and trust me he was packing.

“And crabs” Henry curls his fingers against my g-spot. My body jerks as Bri looks at me.

“You ok?”

“Yes I’m good. I like tax fraud” Carter smiles and grabs a black card. I grab Henry’s wrist and he leans close to my ear again.

“That’s it pet ride my fingers until you cum” oh god I wanna protest so bad but it feels so good. I rest my hand on his bulge rubbing it through his pants. I move my hand to his thigh as my legs shake and I close my eyes succumbing to my demise in front of my sister and cousins.

“Good girl” he removed his fingers rubbing my clit making my body jerk.

“Excuse me I’m going to the bathroom” I glance at him and walk shakily to the bathroom. I hear a chair scuffle and look at myself in the mirror.

“You have a boyfriend get it together” I try to pep talk myself but knowing the capabilities Henry has I can’t help myself but to fall under his spell once more.

A small knock appears at the door and I open it. Henry lightly pushes me inside and licks the door behind him. Immediately his lips are attached to mine and it was like our first time together all over again. My hands wrap around his waist and he moves his large hands down my butt lifting my skirt a little.

“Please fuck me” I beg quietly. He picks me up setting me on the counter. My legs open for him as he drops his pants finally letting his shaft spring free. Henry tears off my underwear dropping then next to his pants and guiding the tip through my wetness rubbing my sensitive clit. I grab him by the back of his neck planting an open mouth kiss on him letting his tongue explore what was previously (and still might be) his.

Henry finally stops teasing and legs go of his dick letting it align with my entrance. His hand moves to the counter behind me slowly stretching me out like the old days. My jaw drops as I sink into his touch feeling his dick fill me up. He holds my hips as my legs dangle in the crease of his shoulders while my arms support myself behind me. He looks done watching his dick submerge in my juices as he fucks me slowly.

“please daddy” he speeds up per my internal request forcing me to lean back pressing my head against the mirror as he wraps his hand around my throat. My legs start to unconsciously close and Henry forces them back open stroking me harder. My royal blue painted acrylic nails dig into his forearm as he brings me closer pressing a warm kiss on my lips. My body sparks each time he plummets inside of me pressing my g-spot like a button.

“Oh god” I mewl careful not to make too much noise. He moves down to my neck using both hands to keep my legs apart sucking at the patch of sensitive skin. My eyes roll to the back of my head hearing his grunts and moans as he digs deep in my guts. My hand wraps around his muscular shoulders and moving up to his short curly locks. I feel that hole inside of me start to open up with each thrust.

“Henry I’m close” I warn trying to brace myself. He pushes my bottom forward going deeper and my toes begin curling.

“Cum for daddy pet” he moans. My body tenses up and I cover my mouth masking a loud moan. I shutter and shake under him hearing his small sadistic laugh. His breath filled with bourbon and mint is hot against my ear.

Once my convulsions stop Henry puts my feet on the ground and turns me around sliding back in and pounding me out. He pulls my head up looking at is on the mirror. Henry places my arms behind my back. I watch Henry’s gave turn to bliss coating my walls in his seed. Something that’s happened multiple times. We’ve had our fair share of pregnancy scares.

“Look at what you do to daddy” my jaw drops as he keeps pumping making sure he’s emptied inside of me. “Fuck I miss the way you make me feel”

He slows down before coming to a stop where I feel his dick pulsing inside of me. I lift up pressing my back against his chest holding him in a powerful meaningful kiss.

“I know I’ve put you through a lot and I’m sorry” he says. I shake my head kissing him again.

I come to my senses and pull his dick out thinking about my boyfriend “shit what did I do?”

[jaydicksummerexchange]

JAYDICK EXCHANGE: SEPTEMBER 3

[ ❤ Works posted so far! ❤ ]

SECOND TO LAST DAY OF THE JAYDICK EXCHANGE!

Why the second to last instead of the last? That’s because we’ve reached 114 Exchange works for 2020! The more treats get added, the more we time we add to our juicy cabooses and keep the exchange train rolling. Until Saturday that is. Tomorrow is the final posting date, and we’ll reveal the wonderful participants on September 5 no matter what. 

Here are today’s releases!

Claws by anonymous for solomonara [ART, Not Rated, No Archive Warnings Apply, Dick Grayson/ Jason Todd] 

Additional Tags: FanartHurt/Comfort, Injured Jason, Secret Identity, dick's teams don't know the red hood's identity, dick's harem of morally ambiguous older men, dick: he's not older, dick: wait i mean he's not my villain boyfriend, dick: damn it

Summary: Dick takes the Red Hood to a Titan safehouse after an injury. Explanations are expected.

Learning To Love The Fall by anonymous for 3isme [ART, Teen, No Warnings Apply, JayDick] 

Additional Tags: Fanart, Alternate Universe - 1920s, Mechanic Jason Todd, Plane Pilot Dick Grayson

Summary:  It's the early 1900s and the country of Gotham is recovering from a long war.

Trying to get a better life, Jason Todd has been moonlighting as an underground plane mechanic for illegal aeroplane racers, getting a cut of whatever the pilot wins. After one particular competition, he's accused of sabotage and, despite his protests, forced into deeper debt. At the end of his rope, he runs into Dick Grayson, ex-ace of the Gotham Air Force and supposed dead man. The war hero was supposed to have been shot down near the end of the war. Regardless, this pilot is the best chance Jason has to grab hold of that better life, and he's not going to let it go.

The Still and Quiet Surface by anonymous for TheWayneManner [FIC, General Audiences, No Warnings Apply, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd] 

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Merpeople, Gift Fic, Ficlet

Summary: Dick leaves the sea behind and never looks back.

Scents & Sensibility by anonymous for Nitrojen [FIC, Explicit, No Warnings, JayDick] 

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Regency, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alternate Universe - Fae, References to Jane Austen, although the writer has a pretty dark secret concerning our dear friend jane, Getting to Know Each Other, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Summary: Prompt - Something along the lines of the Princess and the Pea. It can be A/B/O, modern, fantasy, or even something that takes place in canon where there's some kind of curse. Have fun with it! 

Give It A Shot (of espresso) by anonymous for morimaiter [FIC, Teen, No Warnings, Dick Grayson/ Jason Todd] 

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Coffee Shops & Cafés, Alternate Universe - College/University, Hurt/Comfort, Barista Jason Todd, Flirting, Awkward Flirting, Sexual Tension, JayDick Summer Exchange, very minor injury, art included

Summary: Dick was one of their regulars. And yes, that was his real name. The first time he’d asked Jason to write it on his cup Jason had given him a death glare until the man had whipped out a driver’s license to prove it. ‘Richard John Grayson’, printed right there. It hadn’t been an innuendo after all, just an unfortunate choice of nickname. He came into Gotham Grinders (and hell if Jason hadn’t heard enough innuendos about that name to make up for any lack of innuendo in Dick’s own) every Tuesday and Friday, which happened to always be Jason’s shifts. Every time he asks for some new over-the-top order, and every time without fail he also asks for Jason’s digits. Jason replies every time with:

“I’m sorry sir, we can’t give out personal information to customers. Will that complete your order?” 

(Fic + Art)

Lazy Days by anonymous for BehindTheRobinsMask [ART, Teen, No Warnings, Dick Grayson & Jason Todd] 

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Married Life, Married Couple, Established Dick Grayson/Jason Todd, Literal Sleeping Together, Lazy Mornings, Domestic Fluff, Fanart

Summary:  It's the weekend! Jason and Dick sleep in after a long night on the streets.

Taken in the Butt by the Gay Vigilante Acro-Bird by anonymous for solomonara [ART, Teen, No Warnings,  JayDick] 

Additional Tags: Romance Novel, Cover Art, Jason Todd is an Author, Partial Nudity, Birds, Vintage Gay Pulp Novels, Chuck Tingle-Adjacent, Please Forgive me, FanartDigital Art, JayDick Summer Exchange

Summary: The Red Hood has a secret: he's a part-time romance novelist.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Between The Devil And The Deep Blue Sea by anonymous for stribird (timidGoddess) [FIC, Mature, No Warnings Apply, Dick Grayson/ Jason Todd]

Additional Tags: Heavy Angst, Self-Doubt, Lazarus Pit, Panic Attacks, Established Relationship, Bad Decisions, Romantic Fluff, Amnesia, Broken Promises, Road Trips, On the Run

Summary: Jason couldn’t do that. He could never forget what Dick meant to him. Which is why he had to bring his Bluebird back. Which is why he had to remind Dick of everything that he had lost.

Even if that meant forcing him into the Lazarus Pit. Even if it meant cursing him in the process.

tell your boyfriend, if he says he's got beef, that i'm a vegetarian (and i ain't fucking scared of him) by anonymous for prompt_fills [Mature, No Warnings Apply, Dick Grayson/ Jason Todd]

Additional Tags: Fluff and Humor, Crack Treated Seriously, Damian Wayne is a Little Shit, Protective Damian Wayne, POV Damian Wayne, Batman: Reborn, Jason Todd has a Heart, Damian Wayne Has a Heart, Dick Grayson is Damian Wayne’s Parent, Dick Grayson is Batman, Mutual Pining, enemies to idiots to lovers, Misunderstandings, Damian Wayne Plays Therapist, Jason Todd is Bad at Feelings, Dick Grayson is Bad at Feelings, My Continued Mocking of Tim Drake (it's loving i swear), Donna Troy is a goddess and no one deserves her, My love for Donna Troy is so strong that I projected it onto Damian and I am not sorry, Unbetaed we die like Jason Todd refuses to, Past Dick Grayson/Slade Wilson, Jealous Jason Todd, Pining Dick Grayson, BAMF Donna Troy AND MORE

Summary: It had taken a few weeks for Damian’s ill-fated hopes for the more platonic explanation of Grayson’s unseemly conduct regarding Todd to expire because Damian (unlike Drake) is not an idiot (and Brown had prattled on about every instance of very clearly not platonically fueled tension, slowly crushing Damian’s remaining hopes for Richard’s taste in romantic partners). Denial, heavenly as he has now known it to be, can only take one so far. And as a pragmatist and the grandson of the great Ra’s al Ghul and son of the great Bruce Wayne, he assesses the situation from a logical perspective, free of any emotions clouding his impeccable judgment, and comes up with a solution that benefits both himself and Grayson.

Jason Todd must die.

Or the story of how Damian Wayne became the number one shipper of JayDick and is not at all happy about it.

Si solo fueras tú by anonymous for fallogory [ART, Gen, Creator Chose No Warnings, Dick Grayson/Jason Todd]

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Royalty, Fanart, Kid Dick Grayson, Adult Dick Grayson, Kid Jason Todd, Adult Jason Todd, King Bruce Wayne, Prince Damian Wayne, Prince Dick Grayson, Poor Jason Todd, Hurt Dick Grayson, Jealous Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson Needs a Hug

Summary: Blue came first

Then Green arrives

Then Blue meet Red

And Green hate that

Or where Dick was Bruce's bastard child who was forced to lived like a prince until Damian's born and meet someone who make his world be upside down.

the smell of cold stone by anonymous for abcission [FIC, Mature, No Warnings Apply, Dick Grayson/ Jason Todd]

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Bisexual Dick Grayson, Autumn, American Football, College Football, Blow Jobs, First Time Blow Jobs, Getting to Know Each Other, Getting Together, referenced Jason/Kyle, Past Dick Grayson/Koriand'r, Past Dick Grayson/Roy Harper, past dick grayson/wally west - Freeform, implied Roy/Kory, implied Roy/Wally, implied Donna/Kyle, future besties Jason and Roy, Roy's eternal crush on Donna, frat boy Dick, Fluff

Summary: Their eyes meet on the quad one day; he’ll probably never see the frat boy again, but he’ll be nice fodder for Jason’s dreams at least.

[fatesdeepdive]

Entry 35: Oops! All Supports Volume #5

Time for one last chunk of Supports with the old Hoshidans before we get a bunch of new ones.

Support: Corrin/Saizo 

C: Saizo spies on Corrin because she's a royal from the country they're at war with.

B: Corrin, exhausted from looking over her back to check for Saizo, has trouble moving boxes. Saizo sneaks up and carries the boxes for her, because he's honorable.

A: Corrin gives Saizo candy, which he despises. Saizo tells her that he's done spying on her, because she's so fucking stupid that she couldn't possibly be scheming anything. Corrin decides that the two of them are friends, much to Saizo's chagrin.

S: Saizo says he fell in love with Corrin while stalking her.

Review: Overall, pretty decent. Saizo stalking Corrin and Corrin just shouting at him to get him to come out is fun.

Support: Kaze/Sakura

C: Kaze finds Sakura crying because she lost her doll. Sakura is embarrassed, but Kaze understands that it's important to her and helps her look.

B: Kaze helps Sakura find her doll, which was taken to a shop for repairs by Subaki. Sakura pretends she doesn't sleep with the doll.

A: Sakura shows Kaze all of her dolls, one for each of her siblings.

S: Sakura asks Kaze to see her as a woman, not a child, because she's an adult with a woman's feelings. Something contradicted by the rest of this Support.

Review: This one is cute. Sakura acts like a kid and Kaze is nice to her, treating her lost doll as serious. I’d really like this one, if it didn’t remind me that Sakura is a child soldier who marries much older men.

Support: Jakob/Setsuna

C: Setsuna falls into a pit. Jakob sarcastically asks Setsuna if she's having fun, which tricks her into wanting to stay in the pit.

B: Setsuna falls into another pit. Jakob makes fun of her.

A: Jakob falls into a trap himself and begs Setsuna for help; Setsuna tries to help him out but falls in too.

S: Jakob decides to babysit Setsuna to keep her from falling into pits, an excuse to spend more time with her. The two of them get married.

Review: As I’ve stated previously, Jakob and Setsuna are my favorite characters. Jakob’s dry snark pairs nicely with Setsuna’s stupidity. My only complaint is that it isn’t quite as funny as I hoped and Jakob is a bit of a dick.

Support: Azura/Hayato

C: Hayato asks Azura to tell him about all the places she's seen while traveling the world. She says no and Hayato monologues that she's hiding something.

B: Azura apologizes for being closed off, explaining that her childhood wasn't very happy. With a little more prodding, she describes several beautiful things she saw as a kid.

A: Azura describes more places and thanks Hayato for helping her remember the good times in her past.

S: Hayato proposes to Azura, saying they can visit all of those nice places together. Azura says turns him down and says she'd rather just be friends. Despite this, the two get married and have a kid immediately after this scene.

Review: Not bad, although it does raise one question: how much traveling did Azura do before her mother and her arrived in Nohr? I assumed it wasn’t too much travel, and that it happened when she was very young, but apparently not. I suppose she could be talking about traveling done later, but she was mostly confined to the castle in both of her later homes.

Support: Felicia/Ryoma

C: Felicia, wanting to be friends with Ryoma for Corrin's sake, makes Ryoma rice balls. They contain dark chocolate, which makes Ryoma gag.

B: Felicia tries again, this time filling them with massive lumps of salt.

A: Felicia, on Ryoma's suggestion, makes a Nohrian dish: sandwiches. As a child who watched Pokemon as a kid, this confuses me, because I thought sandwiches and riceballs were the same thing. Surprisingly, the sandwich is good.

S: Felicia and Ryoma eat together, her making sandwiches and him rice balls. Ryoma proposes because Felicia is cute.

Review: A simple, but cute Support.

Support: Oboro/Silas

C: Silas tries to befriend Oboro, but she turns him away because she despises Nohrians to the point of wanting to kill Silas for just existing.

B: Silas, after finding out about Oboro's parents, apologizes to her. She threatened to commit a hate crime, so I think she should be the one apologizing, but whatever. Oboro says she's cool with Silas now apparently because they fought together. Silas tells her that lots of Nohrians are good people, which Oboro kinda accepts but not really.

A: After Silas saves a Hoshidan village from Nohrian bandits off-screen, Oboro asks him if he only did it to prove his loyalty. Silas explains that he's a decent goddamn person, in less harsh words.

S: Oboro apologizes for being awful. Silas proposes and Oboro accepts.

Review: Yeah, this one isn’t great. Oboro is at her most awful here, and the game really doesn’t treat her harshly for that, with Silas treating her as just being misguided. Like, Oboro flat out says she wants to murder Silas for his race and he just shrugs it off. Oboro is a shitty person. And this problem is compounded by the fact that Nohr is constantly played as cartoonishly evil and Hoshido as unquestionably good, meaning that Oboro’s bullshit is somewhat justified by the narrative.

Support: Hinata/Mozu

C: Hinata, scammed by a pretty shopkeeper, pays way too much for supplies. Mozu explains that he needs to haggle.

B: Mozu teaches Hinata to haggle by figuring out people’s personalities.

A: Hinata says that haggling is like fighting.

S: Hinata asks Mozu out because she taught him to look at people differently.

Review: Not bad.

Support: Hana/Takumi

C: Takumi finds Hana training early in the morning. Hana suggests they train together, like they did when they were younger, and Takumi runs away.

B: Takumi reveals he stopped training with Hana after she kicked his ass in front of Sakura. He claims that it was because he held back to avoid beating up his sister's best friend, but I prefer the idea that Takumi got beat up by a child then ran away and never fought her again.

A: Hana swears that she'll protect Takumi to restore her honor. Takumi tells her to focus on protecting Sakura, because Hana really cares about her.

S: Hana reports in everytime she defends Sakura as an excuse to talk to Takumi. Takumi says he likes her too.

Review: A fairly bland Support, all things considered. The stuff about Hana wanting to protect Sakura is fine, but other than that it's fairly mediocre.

Support: Azama/Kagero

C: Azama asks about Kagero's clothing. Kagero tells Azama to fuck off.

B: Azama tries talking to Kagero. She puts a knife to his throat and tells him to never talk to her again.

A: Kagero says she should probably do research into ninja clothes.

S: Kagero explains that ninja clothes are good for stealth. Azama says he likes her.

Review: This one went from zero to one hundred really fast. And I’d call Kagero out for being insanely violent when Azama did nothing to her, but I’ve read his other Supports. Threatening to kill him if he talks to you is completely reasonable. Still, this one completely fails to be a romantic Support line.

Support: Ryoma/Silas

C: Ryoma asks about Corrin's childhood in Nohr. Silas explains that they played together as kids. Ryoma tells Silas to stay with Corrin, because it's important for her to have friends.

B: Silas confides that he was a lonely, isolated child before meeting Corrin. Ryoma and Silas bond over their mutual love of Corrin.

A: Silas swears a blood oath out of their respect for each other.

Review: Not bad. I especially like that this is the only Silas Support thus far to actually give a good reason for Silas’s loyalty. Him being a lonely kid with Corrin as his only friend is a great bit of characterization that should have been mentioned in their Support.