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[angelic-sturniolos111]

Fresh Love Modeling 🍊

You never guessed that Chris Sturniolo would reach out for you to model his Fresh Love clothing brand. You had been following him on social media a while and definitely had a crush on him. What you didn’t know is that when Chris had seen your modeling portfolio he started crushing too. The two of you end up alone in his dressing room together after the photoshoot and things heat up.

chris sturniolo x fem! reader

entirely in Chris’s POV

warnings: cursing, flirty and smuttyyyyy

author’s note: writing this completely sleep deprived :) did not proofread lolz

I want to sit on his lap so bad in this pic

My Fresh Love brand is super important to me and I am so grateful that it has grown in popularity thanks to my fans. I want to grow this brand and reach out to creators and artists outside of the fandom in hopes that eventually Fresh Love Clothing can be sold in stores nationwide. A big part of Fresh Love, and any clothing brand, is the marketing which I take very seriously. I always want to have a diverse group of models, but ultimately they also should be attractive and have a cool aesthetic to be the face of the brand. I had sent out a model casting call last month, and my friend Tril and I were going through all the applications. Tril truly saw my vision and we were usually on the same page when it came to models we thought would work well for the brand.

Today was definitely a “work day” in the house— Nick was editing our recent car vlog, Matt was brainstorming video ideas, and Tril and I sat on the couch on our laptops going through hundreds of model portfolios together. We had been scrolling through applications for nearly two hours and I was honestly bored out of my mind. Luckily, we found a handful of models we like, but I still felt like one was missing. There was a certain look, a certain vibe, that I was looking for and I wasn’t sure what it was but I knew I’d know the second I saw them.

“Hey take a look at this one. I recognize this girl… I think she follows us on insta or something?” Tril says passing me his laptop. Damn. This girl was beyond fine. I scrolled through her portfolio pictures, and I really liked her modeling style. She didn’t look mainstream, which I liked, but she had a really unique look. “Do you recognize her?” Tril said interrupting my thoughts.

“No. I’d definitely remember her if I had seen her before.” I said. I went to the top of her application page, her name was Y/N.

“I like her portfolio and I think she’s a good fit for the brand.” Tril says.

“Absolutely. I really like her. I’m going to accept her application right now.” I said sending her an acceptance sheet back with the photo shoot information.

***

I laid in bed staring at the ceiling. I couldn’t sleep. I always have trouble falling asleep because I’ll have a thousand creative ideas that I bounce back and forth in my head, but this time I couldn’t sleep because I was thinking of Y/N. Tril said she followed us, right? I grab my phone and open instagram and typed her name in the search bar, and her profile popped up. She was following Tril and I as well as my brothers, our group account, and our podcast account. Nice, she’s a fan! I went through her posts and God, she was stunning. I wanted to follow her, but I knew if fans saw that they’d get all sorts of crazy ideas and make assumptions so I decided I’d wait to follow her until the Fresh Love shoot would be posted so everyone knew who she was. I looked at some modeling shots she posted, laid back pictures with her friends, and I was unapologetically looking for any signs that she was dating anyone which from her profile she appeared to be single. I saw some of her swimsuit modeling shots she had done recently, and I zoomed in on all parts of her body. Her amazing body. She had these thick thighs that contoured perfectly with her cute ass. My thoughts wandered off, thinking of how badly I wanted those thighs wrapped around my head. I got hard at the thought of it. I continued to mindlessly stalk her instagram before I finally fell asleep… dreaming of her.

*** one month later ***

It was Fresh Love photoshoot day, or as I thought of it, the day I finally get to meet Y/N after crushing on her this past month. I got to the studio before any of the models were scheduled to arrive so I could talk with the photographers and mark out the spaces where I wanted to shoot. I get upstairs and see someone siting in a chair outside the photography studio. When they hear me approaching they look up, and my breath hitches in my throat, it was Y/N. My heart immediately started beating faster, but I knew I had to keep it cool both professionally and so I don’t utterly embarrass myself in front of her.

“Chris! Hey, I’m sorry I know the models aren’t supposed to be here for another hour. Honestly I was hoping to catch a moment alone with you before we shoot.” She says nervously with a big, beautiful smile on her face. She wanted to see me? Alone? I hadn’t realize I went silent for a moment while I was caught up in my thoughts until Y/N interrupted.

“Umm I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to scare you. I’m just such a huge fan of yours and your brothers, and I wanted to tell you that. Also to tell you I am so grateful and excited to be modeling for Fresh Love. I love your brand and own a few things from it already just from following you for a while now.” She says.

“Oh, no you didn’t scare me! Sorry, I guess I just wasn’t expecting to see anyone this early. I’m happy to hear you’re a fan, and thanks for supporting my brothers and I, it means a lot. I really liked your modeling application and I’ve been looking forward to shooting with you.” I replied. I looked and sounded collected on the outside, but on the inside I was definitely nervous. I’m usually super confident talking to girls, even ones that I like, but Y/N had me acting different. She gave me a sweet smile before we walked into the studio together.

The other models started showing up as I led them to their dressing rooms where their Fresh Love clothing was waiting for them to change into. I stood in front of the backdrop for the first set of pictures and saw as the models rounded the corner all dressed in Fresh Love. Y/N wore the emerald green sweat set, and damn she looked good. The bright color just worked so perfectly with her complexion and brought out the color in her beautiful eyes. Seeing my own brand on her body drove me crazy. Man, this chick has me on a leash.

As time went by the photographers took group shots of all the models together, and some individual shots of each of them. When it came time for Y/N individual shots she was a natural. Her poses were relaxed, but strong and confident at the same time. She really wore the brand well and I was looking forward to seeing the results. She wraps up her individual shots and starts walking over to me.

“So, how did I look?” She says giving me a flirtatious look.

“Really, really great. I was thinking maybe we can get some pictures of just us two together for the Fresh Love instagram.” I said.

“Sounds great!” She says with a smile. She takes a step closer to me and leans in slightly, “Should I go change?” She asks but this time quieter so only I could hear. She makes me so nervous.

“Y-yeah. There’s, um, there’s a pair of joggers and a t-shirt in your dressing room if you want to change into that for me.” I said stuttering.

“Of course, anything for you.” She says confidently flirting with me. I think she can tell she made me nervous, and she was taking advantage of it. That’s so hot.

***

This time I was wearing the black hoodie and jogger set while Y/N wore the gray joggers and blue t-shirt. I sat on the couch we were using for the shoot, and she comes out of her dressing room to join me. She looked really great. I smiled at her and moved over so she could sit on the couch next to me.

“I’m thinking for the first few poses we just sit here kinda relaxed, looking at the camera. Then we do some where you stand behind the couch leaning over it while I sit here in front of you.” I said.

“Yeah sounds good!.” She says, and with that we start posing for the camera. The photographer has us scotch closer together, and I drape my arm behind her on the top of the couch. It was difficult to keep my eyes on the camera because all I wanted to do in the moment was to look at her. She moves off the couch to position herself behind it. “Like this, Chris?” She asks.

I turn around and see her bent over, arms crossed on the back of the couch. Fuck, her ass looks nice bent over like this. “Yeah, looks great.” I smile at her. I turn back around and the camera continues to click. We move around slightly to get different angles. She moves one of her hands to rest on my shoulder. I feel her hand slide up the back of my neck as her fingertips gently play around with my hair. The tension was palpable. I sharply inhale, a chill moving down my spine, I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep my cool much longer.

“Okay how about we call that a wrap for today. Great job everyone thanks so much for being here.” I blurt out getting off the couch, shaking a few of the photographers hands, before I quickly run into my dressing room without turning back.

***

In the dressing room I can hear the photographers packing up their gear and leave. The other models had gone home for the day, and I wasn’t sure if Y/N had left yet either. I found my answer when I hear a slight knock at the door, “Chris?” She says faintly, “Can I come in?” I’m frozen, I don’t answer before she comes into the room still dressed in her Fresh Love fit. “Are you okay? You seemed kinda frantic towards the end there.” She asks sincerely. I seriously debated telling her I liked her, but I knew that wouldn’t be professional of me.

“Yeah, I just get nervous shooting sometimes.” I lied. Y/N scoffs a little.

“You, nervous? I’ve never been more nervous for a photoshoot before. Having THE Chris Sturniolo sitting inches away for me all day long is something I had only ever dreamed of.” She laughs. “You definitely made me nervous today. God, I’m sorry I sound like such a stupid fangirl right now.” She says looking down.

“I never would have thought you were nervous. You seemed super confident today.” I say.

“Maybe. I tried to be confident so I could impress you.”

“Impress me?” I say a little surprised. She looks up and nods her head. I stand up and approach her meeting her in the middle of the room, “You’ve impressed me plenty, pretty girl.” I’m unsure of where this sudden boldness came from, but I could tell Y/N liked it when her body relaxed, and I could see her whole demeanor change. She looked up at me with seductive eyes.

“I’m glad to hear that,” she runs her hand up my arm before resting it on my chest, “I’m sure I can impress you in other ways too.” Her eyes flash from mine down to my noticeable, growing erection, and then back up to my lips. I can’t keep it in any longer. I lean down and kiss her soft lips, her hand meets the side of my face and my lips part for her to deepen the kiss moving her tongue across mine. We step back and my back hits the wall when her lips move from mine down to my neck bitting and sucking ever so gently.

“Fuck.” I moan softly. I feel her smile into my neck, and she moves a hand down to gingerly palm my boner over my pants.

“I’ve been wanting to touch you like this all day.” She says breathlessly as she pulls away from my neck to look me in the eyes.

“Oh yeah? What else have you wanted to do princess?” I ask suggestively. She smiles, and with that she drops to her knees. She hooks her fingers in the band of my sweatpants before pulling them down to my knees. She places soft kisses on my dick through my underwear, and the slight contact made me groan.

“Eager, aren’t we?” She says as she begins to pull my underwear down. My rock hard dick springs up and hits my stomach and her eyes widen while her mouth parts. She looks up at me and I begin to wrap her hair in my hand holding it back for her while the other gripped the chair next to me as I brace myself. She plants tiny kisses on my thighs on either side of my dick, and the teasing had my cock twitching with every kiss.

“Please, Y/N, please stop teasing.” I sigh. She runs her tongue from the base of my cock on the underside of my dick to the tip where she licks the precum from the slit. She swirls her tongue around my head a few times before pulling away and spitting into her hand. She spreads the wetness on my length as she pumps me a few times before wrapping her lips around my head and pushing her head forward. I let out a moan when I feel my dick hit the back of her throat. She keeps one hand tight at the base of my cock, pumping and twisting it as she bobs her head up and down on it. I’m a whimpering mess. My grip tightens in her hair as I help move her head at a steady pace. Her hand lets go of my shaft as she moves her head all the way forward, taking my full length into her mouth gagging slightly. I look down to see her already looking up at me with tears forming in her eyes. I felt my dick twitch in her mouth as I was close to cumming, but I tugged her hair and pulled her off my length before I could do so.

I move the chair I had been grabbing onto with one hand as my other reached for her chin and guided her to stand.

“Sit.” I demanded. She obliged and sat in the chair as I got to my knees and started pulling the sweatpants off of her. I caress her thighs with my big hands before pulling her thong off and I stare at her dripping wet cunt.

“Did I make you this wet?” I ask, and all she can do is shake her head. “I want you to use your words pretty girl.”

“Yes.” She whines out. “You always make me this wet.”

“Always?” I question. “Do you think about me when you touch yourself?” I ask. She nods her head again.

“Yes.” She says.

“Do you use your fingers when you touch yourself, princess?”

“Yes” she says. My fingertips move agonizingly slow up and down her folds spreading the wetness around.

“And who’s fingers do you imagine are pumping inside of you when you’re touching yourself baby.”

“Yours Chris. Always yours.” She moans out. Without warning I shove two of my fingers deep into her cunt eliciting a sweet moan from her lips. I pump my fingers in and out of her at a fast pace causing her to grip the back of my head roughly, my hair tight in between her fingers. I kitty lick her clit and curl my fingers inside her.

“F-fuck Chris.” She moans out. I continue moving my fingers in and out of her while I lay my tongue flat licking up and down her clit, sucking on it for a few seconds at a time. She pants, trying to catch her breath as she breathes heavier.

“Chris. CHRIS— I’m gonna cum.” With that I immediately pull my fingers out of her and raise my head.

“Not yet, princess. I want you to cum all over my cock for me baby.” I wrap my arms under her thighs and lift her off of the seat carrying her over to the makeup vanity counter across the room. I place her down and she stands facing me.

She reaches for the hem of her shirt to take it off, and I abruptly stop her grabbing her wrist tightly.

“Leave it on princess. I want to watch myself fucking you while you wear my clothes.”

My hands reach her waist and turn her around roughly pushing down on her upper back to bend her over across the counter. I look in the mirror to see her flushed face and eyes blown with lust. I had never been so sex hungry before. I ripped my hoodie off, and began to align my dick at her entrance. I slid the head of my dick in between her folds getting it nice and wet before I pushed in slowly making me groan loudly. Y/N gasps as I enter her, not ready for my size. I bottom out and stand still, letting her adjust to my length. Suddenly, without warning she begins to lean forward and back moving herself on my cock.

“Please move, Chris.” She begged. I smiled at her in the mirror. I started moving in and out of her with slow, hard thrusts. Her walls were warm and tight around my cock. We moaned together as I kept the steady pace.

“Chris?” She says.

“What is it princess?” I look at her in the mirror, half of her now messy hair covering her flushed pink face. She adjusts her arms to grab the front of the countertop. She lifts her chest up slightly, and the FRESH on her shirt is now visible in the mirror.

“Fuck me. Harder.” She pleads, and that was all I needed to hear. I went absolutely feral. I grabbed her hair with one hand making sure to pull her up enough that I could see her Fresh Love shirt in the mirror. My other hand laid flat just above her ass, pushing down so I could balance myself as I relentlessly thrust in and out of her tight pussy.

“Fuck. Fuck, Y/N! You feel so good pretty girl.”

“Chris, I’m gonna cum…” She whines breathlessly.

“Good girl. I want you to cum all over my cock for me.” I say back. We make eye contact in the mirror and I feel her walls clench around me sending a pulsating sensation through my cock, and I knew I was close too. Her face scrunches and she repeatedly moans my name. I feel her cunt tighten and relax around me as she comes all over my cock, and we maintain eye contact as she does.

Seeing her face while she came on my dick was what I needed. My thrusts got harder and sloppier as I felt my dick twitch inside her.

“I’m gonna cum, Y/N! Oh, FUCK.” I moan loudly as I feel myself release my big load into her pussy, my cum coating her walls. I thrust a few more times riding out my high before pulling out seeing our orgasms drip out of her cunt. Y/N turns to face me, and tries to stand but fails as her knees wobble and she grabs the countertop as to not fall down. My hands grab her sides to help balance her.

“You��re amazing, princess.” I say to her. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” I place a gentle kiss on her lips before moving my hands to the bottom of her shirt pulling it up. She raises her arms up as I lift the Fresh Love tee over her head. I crouch down and gently begin wiping her clean with the t-shirt.

“Chris! Not the Fresh Love shirt!” Y/N says surprised and in a concerned tone of voice.

“Baby, it’s my brand. I can do whatever the fuck I want with it.” I smirk, earning a cute giggle from her.

**********

This was my first time writing smut and I think it’s kinda trash but lmk what your thoughts are.

- Kay 🖤

[eveledoze]

Which tadc ship do you like more? Funnybunny or Showtime?

oh well long-post comes-

okay i did a little searching, since i often don't understand such ship names. if google doesn't lie to me, then the first one is Pomni/Jax, and the second is Pomni/Caine.

damn, I thought funnybunny was the name for Ragatha/Jax 💔💔

i don't ship Pomni/Jax but i find the pairing cute. i don't sense any special dynamic between them, Jax just makes fun of her the same way he makes fun of everyone else because he's a jerk (i say this lovingly). when i discovered that this pairing was the most popular in the fandom, i didn’t really understand why, since i wouldn’t say that there was anything particularly interesting going on between these two. I think the dynamics between Jax and Ragatha were more distinct, which I immediately noticed, they had tension and i really liked it x) but then, after thinking about it a little, i realized why Pomni/Jax is the most popular ship (I guess?? it's just my supposition) — people combined two of the most main characters, one of whom is a badass-tumblr-sexyman, and the second is an angsty ordinary person with whom people could identify themselves. anyway i just find it funny that so many people like this ship. i saved fanarts of these two a couple of times because i thought they were cute. to be honest, kitsch's (@ bunnyjesters/ nuzipilled) works probably influenced my opinion about this ship the most. arts with Pomni and Jax from kitsch is probably my favorite among all the other fanarts for this couple, i think that he well preserves their canon behavior and characters despite the fact that the pairing itself in the cartoon is non-canon, and their interactions in his art feel quite realistic for me! i love how kitsch draws them and how he uses gestures and body language to show their emotions, it's very, very cute. so yeah, i don't ship them, but i do find some of the fanart of them cute. i drew this a while ago, so have this if it will make you happy 🌸

now Kaine/Pomni...ahmmm, to be honest, i was even more surprised that this is probably the second most popular pairing in the fandom? :D apparently it really comes across often and haha, i don’t understand it... i’ve never been interested in the dynamics of student/teacher or employee/boss, in my understanding there can be no romance in their relationship, maximum platonic, family relationships, understanding each other. Kaine is very quirky and doesn't seem like he's interested in romance (i generally like Kaine/Moon, but i really think Kaine is just confused by Moon's behavior since he's not interested in her romantically x)). it's more like he treats all the guys in circus like friends, colleagues or something like that. so yeah, it's weird for me to see romantic stuff with Pomni/Caine, but like the first one, occasionally i might come across fanart with them that i think is cute. once I saw a mini-comic (don't remember the author) dedicated to that circus teaser, in the comic Caine suddenly appeared in Pomni's room. Pomni, out of fear, hits him sharply, after which he got upset and she began to apologize <з

if we talk about my fav ship, i love Ragatha/Jax! i don't remember this "name" for the pairing, but yes, that's them. dynamics like theirs are my favorite dynamic in couples, i just love it when characters can't stand each other lol. i love the tension between them and i'm afraid i paid too much attention to it while watching the pilot... oh my god, a moron, who pisses everyone off, with a good-natured girl, who wants to help everyone, but she has to deal with this asshole. i guess it's the "from hate to love" trope, right? i like that the first thing that manifests itself in such couples is negativity, they just piss each other off and cannot calm down. but after a while the annoying cools down and they begin to open up to each other. ofc i don't know Gooseworks’ plans, but you guys probably thought that Jax is actually not such a jerk as he shows himself to be, and in fact he is a deeper character, with his own traumas and trials? let's not turn this into a tragic sob story, but nevertheless, Gooseworks said "every tadc character has a reason why they behave the way they do" and i believe that we will be revealed that. it seems to me that to some extent Jax and Ragatha can complement each other. Like, you know, it’s like N helps Uzi cool down and be calm, and Uzi helps N to be confident and defend his positions. maybe Jax can show Ragata that her toxic positivity is not the best option and sometimes you need to be tough, and Ragatha can help him open up, share his problems and well...to be less jerk-like. and yes, of course i can't get it out of my head that Jax called her "dollface" while he gave the others rude nicknames haha

also i like Ragatha/Pomni, i probably don’t pay much attention to them, but they're good. there are cute interactions between them and it seems that Ragatha was better than the others in being able to approach her and become somewhat of a friend. Ragatha has this energy of a caring mother or something, so her desire to help Pomni get comfortable in the circus and direct her to positive thoughts is cute. at the same time, Pomni looks extremely confused, but Ragatha is the one she turns to because she seems the most adequate and friendly of the others. i liked to draw how they hug, but in i think that most likely Ragatha would not have allowed herself to hug someone without asking, at least she would have asked permission x) however, it seems to me that physical contact and kind words are Ragatha's way of support, so simply holding hands with her would calm Pomni down

also i like Pomni/Gangle and Gangle/Kinger and i don'tind other ships as well !!

[jq37]

Man, Gorgug HUMILIATED that worm. Everybody was on their A+++ game. Almost all of them solo'd at least one of the big monsters. And extra credit to all the Bad Kids for their post-battle paranoia. Riz must have been quietly proud of them the whole time.

Now for next week, we'll finally get our steaming lore-dump. The most important one for me being what the eff is Kipperlily's damage? This apparently started in Freshman Year, but outside of the Prompocalypse, the most publicly known things the Bad Kids did that year were killing Daybreak (which is what put them on the social map at least among the freshmen) and the brawl against Aelwyn and her elementals. The only other thing from that year that might have a longshot of being connected is that maybe she knew one of the members of Johnny Spells' gang and is pissed they got killed.

From a comedic standpoint, her being just an immature hater who can't stand that she and her clique aren't the top dogs of their class, makes the most sense. Penelope Everpetal destroyed her entire life, betrayed everyone who loved her and damned her soul to hell, for about a minute of being prom queen and then getting killed. So it's not impossible that KL and the Grinder's whole deal is something super petty. But that feels too easy, I dunno. Anyway, a good story should keep you guessing and this is a good story. Let's see if they can wrap this up in the five episodes they've got left.

They really all showed how proficient they've gotten in battle! From damage to strats to buffing each other. It was a real exercise in hyper-competency which I love. I know nail biters are more narratively tense and stuff but sometimes it's nice to watch characters you love just absolutely wreck house.

Kipperlilly does really seem like the kind of person who would Penelope style just go full Sara Berry and start killing people for some petty as reason like she wants to be Rogue Valedictorian, but I don't think it would be the strongest move narratively to have that happen a second time, just with a nerd instead of a popular girl. It could def happen because, like I said, she has the personality for it and there's the god side of things to add more depth to the story if the RG stuff is too petty on its own. But my current guess is that whatever petty wants she has was the spark but there's more going on. Like you said, hopefully we'll find out soon.

(One last thing: I feel very uneasy that we keep hearing about this Devil's Honey but we don't know what it's being used for. Like, this stuff lets you lie to gods. How can we trust anything fully until that's sorted?)

[joyful-witch]

Besties I strongly dislike Scott Cawthon but the fnaf movie was good and I’m annoyed that it was good. Like. The joy I felt watching the movie (and also cried like twice cus it hit way too close to home as an older sibling) is unparalleled. But also. Scott Cawthon is an awful person and supports people who want me dead? And also doesn’t believe women should have the right to basic medical care? And. My feelings are so conflicting rn. I want to separate my love for the series from Scott Cawthon. But if I did that I wouldn’t be any better than HP fans.

I think it’s okay to have these complicated feelings and talk about them. I’m still trying to figure it out myself?

I guess the big difference between JKR and Scott is that he avoids talking about his opinions and the only reason we know these things is due to his voting record and who he gives money to (which btw I don’t believe donating to lgbt charities makes up for voting for the party that wants to commit genocide against us. It’s still shitty. Like yay he’s donating to the Trevor project but also. Damn voting for these people that want us to not have rights and don’t want us to be alive really hurts).

He is still actively harming the community. Even if he isn’t outwardly spewing hateful rhetoric (unless he’s gotten worse. Or unless his opinions have rapidly changed over the past couple of years. If so please feel free to correct me, just not without sources).

But his series has basically transcended his control. It’s not controlled by him. It’s controlled by the fans. Half the shit that’s canon now wouldn’t be canon without the fans and it’s this big collaborative effort and that’s what’s so beautiful about it. Unlike jkr whose views and specifically racism are baked into her properties.

But he still gets money from it.

And he could be using that money to support some really awful people.

Idk. It’s complicated.

I don’t like or support Scott Cawthon. But I love fnaf. I grew up with it. I love the community. And it really influenced my love for horror media. And gods this movie was great. I had such a good time watching it.

I don’t know what point I’m trying to get at.

I guess I’m just sorta venting.

It sucks loving something when it’s creator who actively gains money from it supports some truly awful people.

I want to be able to put my feelings aside so I can joyfully rant about this movie without mentioning “gosh I wish Scott wasn’t involved” but that obviously isn’t the case.

I don’t expect any response to this post. Im just sorta putting my feelings out there into the void. And if someone relates I hope they know they aren’t alone.

And if you’re gonna say something hateful or something that outwardly supports conservatives I will gladly block you. There is no excusing the active genocide being perpetrated by the Republican Party against the queer community, but more specifically trans people. And if you support that then you can gladly get the fuck off my page. I will not tolerate bigotry.

Also don’t harass anyone mentioned in this post. I really don’t want their fans to harass me and don’t want them to have a reason to. I’m not very popular but last time I posted about Scott I got a bunch of death threats from a bunch of middle aged white men and trolling teenagers. And I do not have the mental capacity to deal with that right now. I’m dealing with a nasty bout of Covid and a nicely sized second degree burn from a cooking accident on top of my chronic illness I don’t need to be harassed.

K thanks bye

[dragonskxn]

I've been thinking lately about how relaxing it is to just RP for fun. To be chill and go at your own pace. Not worrying about follower counts, about muse relationships, how good your blog looks compared to others, or how you format your posts and your tags.

I used to be absolutely paranoid about that kind of stuff a few years back. I guess I had this kind of internal desire to be popular and it turned into kind of an unhealthy obsession. I acted pretty damn childish and petty a lot of the time. My anxiety went through the roof constantly to the point I was having breakdowns over minor things.

And looking back on it now I'm like, "Holy shit that was embarrassing. I was embarrassing .Why was I like that???" It's like this realization set in that was like "Oh my God. It's not that serious. It's just RP. It's just a bunch of people mashing their characters together like Barbie dolls and they can choose who they want to play with."

Now I'm just like: Someone unfollowed/blocked? No worries! That's their choice!

A relationship between muses doesn't work out? That's fine!

A thread got suddenly dropped? That's cool! Sometimes things like that happen.

I think at some point in the time we've been roleplaying we've done at least something that's cringy or childish or petty or rude. Things we feel ashamed of, things we regret doing.

As people and as writers I think we all have the capability to grow and change for the better. It doesn't happen instantaneously, but it helps so, so much to reflect on the past and work towards being better in the future.

[itsclydebitches]

Can someone ezblain why we had that whole roy vs jamie over keeley fight revived? I was happy that they were being friends. Then they went to keeley's house and wer liek you pick and I was so sure she was going to be like why not both? I was on that train. Her canon reaction made sense but then made ask why bring it up at all? They were doing fine. Their relationship grew beyond fighting over a girl, after what they went thru togtherr? Idk

I really wish I could explain it, anon. Personally, I think the problem started an episode before when they suddenly introduced the "I don't want to just be friends" conflict when, from where I was standing, Roy and Keeley had already gotten back together, concluding the journey we've known they were on since the start of Season One. Keeley starts falling for Roy, they date, have some struggles, overcome them, and presumably conclude the series as an item, demonstrating that Keeley can be a strong, independent boss while also indulging in the romance she's been interested in since her introduction.

But then, suddenly, their night together + Rebecca's realization doesn't mean they're dating again. Okay, weird to introduce that in the literal final hour, but I guess they wanted one last conflict for the finale. I got ohhhhh so excited when Roy admitted to being anxious about "stuff" because what could that possibly be except him grappling with feelings for Jamie too? He and Keeley JUST slept together, he JUST wrote her a love confession, he JUST said overtly and without reservations that he wants more than friendship, so there's nothing Keeley-only related that he'd be this nervous about. It's got to be the poly plot-line that's been happening in the background. This is why everyone looks to Jamie during Colin's coming out scene. This is how we confirm Beard's reminder that there are more queer people in the room. This is why we see Jamie's bedroom with a sexualized Keeley AND a poster of Roy right beside it, positioning them as equals. This is why we got moments like Jamie attending Roy's uncle party because yeah, they haven't just become friends, they've become intimately close. Holy shit, Ted Lasso's actually gonna do it!

So I went into the bar scene not liking the regression to jealousy -- and I hated that Jamie used the video to try and one-up Roy, especially after all the good work the writing did with that: having him apologize and keeping that information from Roy when it was none of his business -- but I figured this was just the messy way the story was getting us to that poly ending. They need to act in the traditional Manly Fashion over the girl, going so far as to demand that Keeley choose one of them, in order to access the opportunity for her to say (and I could hear it so clearly in her voice): "Why should I choose just one?" The lead-up to this could have definitely been done better, I thought, watching the three of them sit down at the table, Like, I hate that we're suddenly regressing to set this up, it's stupid, but a canonical poly ending will be worth some missteps. Hell, I'll forgive a LOT here because we almost NEVER get that representation and in a show this popular? Hot damn, that's amazing.

And then Keeley just kicked them both out.

Thank god she remained single, like she always should have been. Strong and independent! I've seen a lot of fans say post-finale and I'm just in my corner going wait, I'm happy for you, truly I am, but I'm asking in the nicest way possible if we watched the same show?? The one where Keeley has ALWAYS wanted a romance? How she's an amazing character in part BECAUSE the writing allowed her to love romance and sex and being a badass boss? Where she and Roy were set up to be the True Love story from the very start? How a Keeley/Roy/Jamie story has been happening subtly in the background, now primed to become canon in the season largely focused on queer identities? How Keeley did not need to be the narrowly defined strong, independent, single woman when Rebecca Fucking Welton was right there, loving her life post-divorce, and instead the story decided to give her a man and a little girl at the last possible second?

They'll at least address that and have Keeley announce her intentions to stay single for a time after that mess with Jack, as a way of wrapping up her story, I thought and then that never happened.

They'll at least address Jamie and Roy's lingering feelings for Keeley because surely, after that bar confrontation, resulting in an actual FIGHT, they won't just shrug this off over some kebabs, I thought and then that never happened.

Well, it sucks that we didn't get a poly couple, but I suppose it was always a long shot--

[Dani slams in with two model women we know nothing about, just literal arm candy at a wedding where Beard marries his abuser that, intentionally or not, is kinda framed as a dream and wait wait wait THAT'S the canonical poly rep we're ending on??]

I've seen a couple people say that they enjoy the finale more after a re-watch and hell yeah. More power to you. Wish that were me. Unfortunately, outside the stuff I liked right at the start, I've enjoyed the finale less and less the more I've returned to it. So much just feels like it came out of nowhere, regressed the characters, contradicted long-term setups, and generally left me feeling disappointed about things they I believe we had good reason to expect from the show. These weren't things we simply hoped for and thus fans are in need of a reminder that this is not their story. This was stuff Ted Lasso textually and thematically implied... and when you're the feel good show of the quarantine era, pulling back from those implied promises feels even worse. The long-running couple break up in the most confusing, backsliding way possible. The last episode cruelly teases one of the most popular ships. Nate's entire redemption arc was rushed/had key moments pushed off-screen, giving him almost no time to re-connect with Ted. The established abuse plot-line is played straight at the end. Ted goes back to Kansas and, according to the montage, full-on abandons his found family in the name of doing right by Henry -- a level of sacrifice I don't think this kid needs or, if given the chance to have a say in all this, would necessarily even want.

Idk, there were a LOT of fantastic moments (the sign reveal makes me SCREAM!!!!!) but overall the bones of the finale left me feeling sad. The Roy/Keeley/Jamie situation is pretty reflective of that feeling.

[vellichxrr6782]

CHAPTER TWO, in the quiet of the night.

SYNOPSIS: childe refuses the offer strictly, and you give up too. your managers are left confused.

CHARACTERS (in this chapter): childe, jean, zhongli.

CW/TW: childe and reader overreact, childe is already dating someone else. my apologies, this chapter is a bit short- it's basically filler.

WORD COUNT: 1.5k words.

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“nope, nevermind.” you whispered, as you saw the contract jean and zhongli had prepared for the both of you. “i’m not doing this anymore.” your confidence slowly crumbled away.

jean uttered, “doom.” and you grit your teeth in whatever complex, incomprehensible emotion you were feeling in the moment. 

“god, this is blackmailing, y’know?” childe furrowed his brows, throwing the paper on the table carelessly. “i’m losing my mind trapped in this room with you guys.” 

“no, childe. it’s not blackmailing if we’re doing this for your benefit.” zhongli smiled. what a devil in disguise, looking all innocent while holding a gun in his hand. of course, not a real gun. but you wished he was, so that he could end your misery.

“do you want a raise, zhongli? is that why you’re doing all of this?” 

“well, that is not my intention, but a raise would be nice, childe.” 

you stared at the contract lifelessly. it contained all the information about the scheme they’d planned, and your criteria to fulfil in front of the media. 

“holding hands, lingering glances… sitting beside each other, addressing each other with romantic nicknames, posting pictures on social media…” you mumbled, reading through the list, feeling progressively sicker and sicker as each word went on.

you swore your soul was escaping your body.

“kissing?” childe gagged, “i’m not kissing her!” he pointed to you accusingly, and you crossed your arms. 

“you guys have kissed in movies before though-” jean attempted, but you interrupted.

“well, i’m not too hellbent on kissing you either, childe.” you stated, crossing your arms defensively.

“glad we can agree, so who’s gonna tear this contract first?”

“no.” zhongli stated firmly, glaring as if he was offended at the idea of tearing a contract, “don’t tear the contract. if you don’t want to do it, leave. you’ll come back eventually.” 

childe grumbled, getting up. “you’re just wasting my time at this point. i said no in the first place.”

you followed, holding your bag. “i guess it’s a no from me too.” 

you and childe left the room quickly, leaving jean and zhongli with their thoughts.

if anything, it was confusing to your poor managers as to why pretending to date would be such a bad idea. it was a good story, and it was believable too. besides, you two acted all lovey-dovey on set, why couldn’t you do it in real life?

“we’ll just have to work something else out then…” jean sighed, resting her head on her palm. “what a shame, this could’ve actually been quite believable.” 

“it’s fine, jean. we’re not going to do anything anymore.” zhongli frowned in disappointment. “they’ll come to their senses and do what they need to.” 

jean nodded, “do you want to go to komore teahouse? i’ll buy you something.” she asked, and zhongli sighed. 

“i think i’ll need a vacation instead.”

childe stepped out of the building, scrolling on his phone mindlessly, letting his thoughts run a marathon.

a fake relationship, huh? no damn way. 

he’d known you for years now. you were strict, stuck to your schedules and ideals, stubborn, and hated wasting time. you especially hated relationships, only because of how much time that had to be contributed in a relationship, and also because of how the media exploited them. 

whenever a celebrity is in a relationship with a normal person, that person suddenly becomes a hot topic, and you can bid goodbye to peace and silence. when a celebrity dates another celebrity, that becomes their one defining trait. 

childe would rather lose popularity by a little, rather than be known as, “y/n’s boyfriend” for the rest of eternity. 

actually, childe would rather be crushed by a meteorite than to be known as your boyfriend. 

it’s not that he hated you, he just hated how you were sometimes. stubborn and self-reliant, you were a completely different person in real life, compared to the roles you acted on screen. 

childe would have to admit though, he didn’t always dislike you. when you both did your first movie together, childe actually found himself being attracted to you.

he showed up on set, even when he didn’t have to film anything for the day. he would invite you out to restaurants to celebrate filming a single scene, or he would call you to help you practise your lines. 

of course, those were all excuses to be around you. it’s crazy how fast times change. 

now, all childe wanted was an excuse to stay away from you. he didn’t know why. he assumed it was because you changed, but he also knew that he stood no chance with you, so he gave up at some point. 

maybe that’s why he convinced himself to act like he hated you, so that he wouldn’t accidentally fall in love. 

childe didn’t want to spiral again, into whatever phase he was going through before. childe was not strong of heart, he knew he would fall for you if he had to hold your hand and kiss you, which is the last thing he wanted. 

well, he had denied without a second thought, no? besides, he had a girlfriend. 

although he had to admit, he only got a girlfriend so that he could take his mind off of you. he felt pretty bad about it initially, but he came to like her later on. now he would say that they both were committed to each other.

speaking of his girlfriend, childe dialled her number. maybe they should go out together soon, it’s been a while. 

the call was outgoing for a while, and then the screen flashed to say that she wasn’t answering. it was odd, his girlfriend wasn’t really answering his calls anymore. 

i mean, safe to say that she was busy, but god, he might soon take the offer of dating you if she wasn’t gonna call back anytime soon. 

childe was joking.

obviously.

you waved around a little decorated invitation to a party in your hands, eyeing the words up and down. it’s been a while since you’d last attended a party. these days, you were rather busy with filming, since you and childe had a movie you both were working on. 

it was called “cruel summer”. it was a movie about how two strangers fall in love while on a trip to paris. they have the time of their lives, but things fall apart when the trip ends and they have to go home, without each other. they bid each other their last goodbyes, and it was bittersweet. 

but years later, they both meet again, but the female lead has found another lover, who would end up being the second male lead. 

he hadn’t been casted yet, so you didn’t know who it was. 

you loathed childe, yes, but the time came to act with him, you had no choice but to put it away. you couldn’t really put into words why you disliked him. maybe it was his lack of responsibility, his hyperactive nature, or how he could never shut up. 

or maybe it was that he started to hate you first, so you felt obligated to return that hatred, although you never understood why. 

he was rather nice to you when you first became an actress, he invited you everywhere when you weren’t included. he was a pretty big reason why you got a lot of attention. 

but when you wanted to thank him, he suddenly developed this… attitude towards you. one of hatred. you tried to ask why, but he didn’t explain anything. 

so you thought that it should be mutual. but much to yours and his luck, people adored your pairing, and movies with you both were always hits. such was the case you hoped would be for ‘cruel summer’.

you were anticipating the release of this movie yourself, so words couldn’t explain your fears that it would be an utter flop if you managed to crash without your limelight. 

which is why you wanted childe to accept, even though something like this was entirely out of your comfort zone.

but then again, the “fake dating idea” wasn’t the only way you could rise once more. there were other things you could do too, and besides, it wasn’t like your career was ruined. you really didn’t want to come off as power-hungry, it was just that you didn’t want your life to change.

still, it matters a lot to stay at the top, especially when many people have expectations and spend their money, time and effort to see you shine. if you weren’t popular anymore, you wouldn’t be casted in movies as often as before, and you wouldn’t be able to act. 

acting was your biggest passion, but as time went by, you felt this passion was slowly becoming a burden with the weightage of public image and money matters.

the entertainment industry was unforgiving, and more than ever, now you felt that you had to prove yourself. 

and maybe this party that you had been invited to, could be a nice start to keep yourself afloat.

published on; 15th march, 2023. writing belongs to @/vellichxrr6782 on tumblr.

[pirdmystery]

sylvain jose gautier for the ask game

oiuhgggghhhggggggggggg…

first impression: it is important to note that i literally got into 3h because i knew it as “that game with sylvain in it.” i didn’t even know what to expect from him other than that. so when dimitri introduces him as “a bit of a skirt chaser” or whatever i’m like lol ok?? what??

impression now: if anyone is interested… go through my sylvain tags to get a feel for this. i’ve been spiraling lately. suffice to say i am SO sick about him like more and more every day. christ alive talk about a guy with problems. the way he is so smart and so soft but he is absolutely determined not to let anyone know either of those things… noooo I’m actually just a wacky little guy don’t worry about me… i’m just the comic relief… doing fine… yeah i know i said “burn until we meet again” and “see you in hell i guess” but that’s just because I’m being soooooo funny and normal… i’ve also never cried in my life btw…

fav moment: there are so many blink and you miss it unhinged sylvain moments in this damn game. i’ve talked about it recently but the fact. that if he does badly on a lesson and you pick console instead of critique he gets really bitchy and pissed off. like jesus christ. sorry for trying to extend you some gentleness buddy will not make that mistake again.

also let’s take a moment to recognize the iconic “it killed my brother and now it’s mine.” certified sylvain moment

idea for a story: i have billions. i never stop emotionally tormenting this man. got a 20 years post cf angstfest about he and felix coming. beyond that i am obsessed with the prospect of a sylvain/mercedes/ingrid ot3 and someday i am going write a fic with them that isn’t just the extensive smut that currently exists in my google docs

fav relationship: i have got to go with ingrid. i do very much ship sylgrid romantically and they make me sooooooooo unwell but even if i didn’t their friendship is just so important to me in a way i really struggle to put words to. the way they understand each other perfectly but that makes it almost harder for them to get through to each other because of all the layers of bullshit they have built up around the true version of themselves that the other sees. they bump heads a lot but the way it’s so obvious that under whatever they might be clashing about and the baggage of their years of friendship there is this foundation of unconditional love that is not going anywhere no matter what oh god suddenly i cant see the screen and there’s something happening to my eyes oh god

a fun thing about sylvain is that i could write equally unhinged paragraphs about his relationships with mercedes and dorothea!! something about girls he would normally flirt with and their response is :) hey i see you btw! and sylvain is forced to crumble like a little baby. i cannot get enough of that shit. get seen idiot. i’ve also been known to enjoy some yurivain and dimivain and claudevain for not dissimilar reasons.

unpopular opinion: once again idk what is popular!! i feel like my shipping tastes with him are not the most popular but everyone is nice to me when i talk about them so. it’s all good

favorite headcanon: most bisexual man on the planet. i also love making him work service jobs lmao. he works at subway in my sylgrid fic but there are so many other things i want to subject him to. he should have to sing happy birthday to people at applebees. he should be a barista at a shitty coffee shop. mostly this is because it’s funny but i also think would be deeply in character for sylvain to plant himself somewhere far below his skill level and languish there as if there were nothing else he could do about it.

tysm for letting me go off about him… man. sylvain.

[madbox91]

Today, I caused chaos on Twitter and Mobox and friends didn't like it lol Part 3

I went all out with my new account.

This is where the "chaos" began. I went all out. I didn't think or care on wtf I was saying or did (as you can see in some of the tweets, there's a lot of misspellings because I was just speed running them). It was just slander. Some of the things I said were very ridiculous, most were just saying shit to mobox instead of Nikolai, and only like 2 or 3 tweets were logical and not just ridiculous shit. I was making fucking so much slander that it felt I was running through a field of flowers lol. Of course I'm joking around about that but god damn it, it felt so just entertaining to just constantly tweeting non stop. It was so ridiculous. First Nikolai blocked me instantly and later mobox followed. I have done it. I got what I wanted once again. I was so over joy and also just shocked to see a huge amount of tweets I have made. Seeing them be the first thing you see when you search up "mobox87" on Twitter is so funny to me. Also it's another common L on mobox because thanks to her new attention to me, she is making herself look more bad on Twitter than she already is. Like my tweets has never gotten into huge numbers of views before this happened. The only reason why I made that gimmick account is to fool and get more stupid people into not liking mobox87. I mean it's mobox's fault for me to get a chance at spreading pretty ridiculous misinformation about her to a somewhat shit ton of people to witness it. Remember I didn't got some much attention and attraction from people before this happened and so mobox was just helping me out with this goal in mind. I mean hundreds of people viewing my tweets doesn't seem like a lot but to me it's a big deal for me since I only get like 7 or 10 views out of my tweets so yeah, thanks mobox. I truly think people would believe the shit from my mobox gimmick because nowadays people are fucking stupid. I'm fully convinced that's the case and especially the case for the small and not that popular mobox and mobox related community. Making people have a reaction out of my bullshit has been one of my goals. Especially delusional people with insecurities who try to defend themselves from the shit I say. At the end of the day, bad publicity is good publicity for me if my goals can be reached from it. I want to be mobox's very own inconvenience as possible and also getting a reaction out of it. that is what has happened here

Man such a mobox-like response. Seeing this makes me smile. Like I did that. I'm now part of mobox's ops. She treating me like I'm some kind of villain in her poorly written comics about sexual abuse. Exaggerating everything to make things look more bad than they seem. Huh making people look more bad now huh? I wonder who else is doing the same thin- IT'S ME! Maybe I was right, I am the real mobox87 after all. Btw not the first time mobox has done something like this but I guess she doesn't like it when someone else is doing the same thing to her, especially if that someone is actually kinda speaking facts with their gimmick account that tends to joke and poke fun about her and her wrong doings and now getting attraction. "Oh It's very hard for me to start conversations blah blah blah I don't talk like this 🙁", OF COURSE YOU DON'T FUCKING TALK LIKE THIS 💀

This is why I'm fully convinced that people are fucking stupid here. Like honestly I don't fucking get how people would get fooled by this. Like it's so fucking obvious. Like why bothered making an awareness posts about me? Maybe it isn't about the people, maybe she really wants me to be taken down because I have bothered her or maybe hurt her feelings in some way? Have I caused harm to anyone like Nikolai or something? I have become such a bad inconvenience and problem to her that it's enough for her to make post about me and criminalize me to stop me? Am I really such a bad problem to her now? If that's the case then I have won. Of course she would've done this just for the sake of spreading awareness but still it doesn't make sense to me because I really wasn't getting many attraction to my posts that is worthy enough to get a awareness posts about me. Like literally no one saw them. Is it because to protect her image on the internet or something? Idk pretty uncertain but still see it as a win either way. I guess people really are stupid enough to believe that mobox said, "let me rub my smile and unmatched coolness on your face like a fucking load of cum". If so then who??? You?

[impossibletruths]

I cannot fucking believe ive actually found your blog holy fucking shit i dont even know whether you still like really use it anymore or not but i really hope youll see this ask at some point and i know this makes no sense right now but i promise i shall explain

so i would like to begin by saying that the last time ive seen your blog was like 3 whole fucking years ago or 4 or smth like that and you were one of my favourite fanfic writers when i was into the goddamned fucking magicians (yes big yikes i know) your haircutting fic with eliot and quentin post monster unironically still lives in my head rent free years later whenever i remember that the magicians existed at some point like that one fic changed my brain fucking chemistry at the time i read it i fucking swear

anyway anyway moving on with the explanation back then you were also into mdzs which i had NO idea what it was nor did i really care to find out cause i was deep as fuck in my hyperfixation and THEN a bit later after my magicians hyperfixation went down the drain it just so happened that a shitload of the people i was following or mutuals of mine got really into mdzs in that period of time (might have been popular during that period i dunno) so i looked into it a bit right and i saw that its complicated as fuck and theres books tv series manhua donghua movies and so many fucking things i was like hell fucking no god thats a lot

so ANYWAY FLASH FORWARD YEARS FUCKING LATER yesterday i was looking for something to watch right and guess fucking what unironically out of the goddamned motherfucking depths of my subconscious comes out "mdzs" now i didnt even fucking remember what that was at this point in time so i looked it up AGAIN found out about it AGAIN and then STARTED FUCKING WATCHING IT and NOW literally RIGHT NOW im on the last fucking episode of the first season of the donghua and out of absolutely nowhere it just hit me over the head that YOU PERSONALLY are literally the sole reason why i got into this fucking thing YEARS LATER you somehow got a stranger into a new hyperfixation YEARS after they had last even seen your blog

so anyway ive been literally tracking down your blog for thr past HOUR i tried searching for you on tumblr ao3 AND google and i was just gonna give up and then somehow i actually FOUND YOU and again i have no idea whether youll even see or read this but i literally just wanted you to know that you SOMEHOW gave someone from years into the future a fucking hyperfixation which is wild and very very funny and that i am personally fucking victimised by you because my heart cannot fucking take this shit like god fucking damn

anyway god this was long if you ever see this i hope youre doing alright i dont know whether youre still writing or nah but please know that i always highly enjoyed your works when i read them and i still hold the same opinion about how amazing your writing is even now years later and yeah hope youre fine and your life is good cheers take care of yourself

omgggggggg honestly congrats on the sleuthing and I'm honored you remember the haircut fic (fuckin' rip the magicians pour one tf out). Sorry to snipe you multiple years into the future with the MDZS bug but I hope you enjoy it!!

[cosmicmaars]

hii. so I just wanted to say that you're my favorite fucking artist out there.

you introduced me to car seat headrest wich is one of my favorite bands ever, it also made me discover a whole new world in what the indie rock scene is. I thank you so much for that cause lo-fi indie music is my strongest passion now.

your videos are also a big comfort to me, sometimes I like to watch them and just cry cause they just have this vibe that reaches deep into my heart like nothing else does.

and don't get me started in your art because HOLY SHIT DO THEY INSPIRE ME TO KEEP MAKING STUFF MYSELF.

so basically thank you so god damn much for doing what you do you're a beautiful person and I adore what you make

ahh no problem but honestly thank *you* so much!!!! its always so weird to see people say this stuff to me because im not exactly a popular person on the internet. I guess its nice to know that maybe for some people im one of those obscure things only they know about haha X- )

im glad ive been able to introduce you to new stuff :- 0 and im happy to hear that what i make is important to you. Ive always wanted to inspire people the same way my few favorite artists do and im grateful to hear that i have in fact managed to do some inspiring,,,

(and before you go a little shameful advice: consider following me on instagram too since i post my main stuff there,,)

i really really hope you have a good rest of your day/night and an even better tomorrow ! thank you for finding me

[littlemessyjessi]

Eddie Munson and the Kawaii/Lovecore GF

Eddie Munson and the Kawaii/Lovecore GF 

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Ok, so I've done a few posts with Billy Hargrove and his Goth GF. 

And I made a post sort of hinting at Eddie Munson and his Kawaii GF. 

So like… hear me out here. 

So in this scenario we all know that Goth GF is like a little angel. 

Omg, she's so precious. 

She just makes her little sweets and she just wants friends.  And she's all shy and sweet and cute and just fucking precious. 

In case you haven't noticed… I love her. 

So let me present to you, Kawaii GF. 

Ok, here's the thought. 

Maybe Kawaii GF is one of those people who just drips in sparkles. 

Like the girl would damn near eat diamonds if she could and I'm fairly certain she bleeds glitter. 

Aesthetically speaking perhaps maybe combine kawaii notes with lovecore.  

Queen of Hearts who? 

But unlike Goth GF who is the literal human emboidiment of an actual fucking angel…. Kawaii GF is a straight up demon. 

I mean, not an actual demon but holy hell the attitude. 

I'll explain. 

So like maybe while Goth GF has lived in Hawkins her whole life… Kawaii GF is a new kid. 

And she spots Goth GF on her first day and makes a BEELINE towards her. 

And Billy is on the defense immediately because this girl, while admittedly a little obsessed with wearing pink and red with hearts and sparkles… seems like she could probably fit in fairly well with the popular kids if she tweaked it a little.

Even if she did look like Valentine's Day threw up on her. 

And she's also moving towards his precious little angel at an alarming rate. 

So he springs into action but she beats him there. 

And he just kinda stops because Goth GF is standing there blinking at the new kid with big eyes and a shy look.  

Maybe Kawaii GF is southern and she's just drawling on and on about how pretty Goth GF is and how she loves her lipstick. 

"Sugar, you just gotta tell me where you got that lipstick.  It is the PERFECT shade of red.  And unfortunately for me, I just finished my tube of 'passion nights' and I can't find anything around here in that particular shade. I thought I was plum outta luck but low and behold, I ain't here but fifteen minutes and I see a total babe with the exact color I need." she said.  

And Goth GF is just standing there flustered as fuck because holy hell this girl is pretty and maybe she's having a little bit of a bi panic moment and Billy's headed over. 

And she's just like totally overwhelmed and it shows but also Billy knows what she looks like when she gets butterflies because he's usually responsible for them. 

And so maybe he gets a little territorial and slings an arm over her shoulder. 

And new girl smiles at him, "Ooooh, this the boyfriend?" 

And Goth GF just nods all shy and new girl grins again, "Hot damn, you two make a good couple. Hotter than sin, the both of you." 

And now Billy gets it because damn the new girl is charasmatic as fuck. 

And then the hurricane that is Eddie Munson pops up out of nowhere effectively scaring the hell out of Goth GF who straight up squeaks in surprise. 

And he's talking a mile a minute but new girl can't even hear him because mother of God, this boy is perfect. 

Kawaii new girl has straight up anime heart eyes for him and I guess he feels it because he turns to her. 

And Munson just melts because she is literally the cutest thing he's ever laid eyes on. 

And then he's stammering over his words. 

And Kawaii girl just turns to goo even more because he's so cuuuute. 

And it's so fucking obvious to Billy and Goth GF so they're trying to hide their snickering and it snaps Kawaii girl out of it. 

"Uh, hi." Eddie says. 

"Hey, sugar.  Nice to meet you.  What's your name?" she says winking at him. 

And the boy literally hides behind his hair somewhat. 

"I'm Eddie." he said, clearing his throat and trying to at least regain some of his dignity. "What's yours?" 

"Well, my name is ____." she said. "But I'd much prefer it if you call me yours." 

And poor Eddie nearly dies right there. 

But also he damn near preens from the attention. 

"What a woman.." 

The group of them laugh and he flushes, "... did I say that outloud?" 

And Kawaii Girl just winks at him, "You did but I'm happy you think so.   You got plans tonight?" 

He just shakes his head. 

She grins, "You do now." 

Next thing he knows, his arm is being yanked towards her and she's scrawling her name and number along side the bat tattoos in sparkly red ink. 

And she's walking away and Eddie is lovestruck while Goth GF and Billy are laughing their asses off. 

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Hey, loves.  I hope you enjoyed this and was able to follow my random thought process.   I just think it's kinda fun to imagine the scenarios and I'd really like to write more of the four of them and their individual dynamics.   What do you think of referring to Goth GF as Angel because she literally is and maybe referring to Kawaii GF as Queenie.   Like Queen of Hearts? 

Anyway, I hope you liked it and I would love to hear your thoughts?  Also, if you'd rather me just turn this into a story with flushed out characters, please let me know because I could just as well do that!  

Love, K 

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[restless-witch]

Questions for 15 Friends

re-posting bc my sideblog has different mutuals/friends <3

thank u for the tag <3 <3 <3 @swanfloatieknight

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?:

I am mf named like a god damn habsburg- my first name is my paternal grandmother’s (as a fuck you) hyphenated with an invocation of the 'blessed virgin' then a femme form of my maternal grandfather’s name then an invocation of a cannonized imperial ancestor like jfc-- to be clear, I have more names on my birth certificate, those are just the ones picked from people

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?:

a week ago I thought too hard about “Dinner in America”

DO YOU HAVE KIDS?:

nope

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED?:

I did some medieval sword fighting but stopped when gyms closed in 2020- I got out of doing a sport in high school by joining Math Team

DO YOU USE SARCASM?:

I do but I try to be mindful of it

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?:

Haircuts- are you picking a currently popular one or do you know yourself better than that?

WHAT’S YOUR EYE COLOUR?:

a dark red-brown, my sister’s are a true brown and my brother’s are a yellow-brown which is facinating to me

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?:

ANY TALENTS?:

I make a lot of distinctions between skills and talents: I’ve got a lot of natural talent for all fiber arts, jumping fences, and baking yeasted things

WHERE WERE YOU BORN?:

Midwest babyyyyy

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?:

Knitting, writing, going on walks, memorizing song lyrics, maybe video games

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?:

Miss Pumpernickel

HOW TALL ARE YOU?:

5'4" (162cm?) on a good day- what is funny is I have good posture and a longish torso so on more than one occasion I have met someone sitting down and they thought I was a much taller person. I frequently wear flatform shoes and I guess I have the movements of a taller person because I hear, quite often, that people forget I am a small human being.

FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?:

I am a scholarly person now but I did not like school for a long time because I was very unsupported a lot of the time. In college, I liked my drawing courses, poetry workshops, and my Medieval/Renaissance & Japanese literature courses. If I had all the money in the world, I would pursue a PhD in analyzing how “Paradise Lost” has subsumed or replaced actual biblical text as the modern Protestant understanding of Genesis.

DREAM JOB?:

I do not dream of labor.

What my last job used to be was my dream job but that’s a dying profession, I think. Maybe something to do with living history or historical costume fabrication.

tagging friends (and folx I'd like to be friends with <3 ): @oldandkinky, @dancingwiththefae, @rebrandedbard, @lopeslg, @deadwolfdonoteat, @literarypotatoes, @respectwomenjuice, @fandomwarehouse, @bugssiesbeans, @ohwhoopsok, @elythegardeningbard, @flowercrown-bard, and @jackironsides

(it's all good if you don't wanna play too <3 )

[slvt4em1lyprenti2s]

There’s only one bed

Originally posted on my Wattpad @MayaBishop_is_myWife

Natasha Romanoff x reader

Fluff

Word count: 1709 (Omg I didn't mean for it to be that long I'm so sorry!!)

Natasha's POV: Fury Just called me into his office to have a mission debriefing. Normally we'd have the brief with all the Avengers but, this is an undercover mission and let's just say majority of the team aren't very good at that. They blow their cover all the time and can't persuade people to save their lives. Ironic because that's exactly what it does on missions, save their life. 

I've been told I'm going with someone but a name hasn't been given yet. I hope it's not an Agent from the academy. They're all newbies so I'll have to hold their hand the whole mission because they're clueless. As I'm walking I bump into Wanda.

Wanda - "Oh hey, good luck on your mission!" Nat - "Thanks also, do you know who I'm going with? I mean like any details about them?" Wanda - "All I know is apparently she's very popular among her fellow students, and by that I mean, she's hot."  Nat - "Students?! Great, so she's from the academy?" Wanda - "Yeah but, Fury wouldn't send her with you if she couldn't handle it." Nat - "I guess your right but they can be really annoying needing to be walked through every single step of the mission." Wanda - "I guess you're right but, rumour has it, she's the best of the best. Your level even." Nat - "Ha, I've heard that one a hundred times before, no one's better than me c'mon Wands you know that."  Wanda - "Haha, yeaah I know Nat but just give her a chance?" Nat - "Fine, I will but, I got to get to Fury now, I'll see you around." Wanda - "Bye, good luck!"

We parted ways and I gave her a smile. I walked into Fury's office and was welcomed by the sight of a beautiful woman with wavy y/h/c and shining y/e/c eyes. I going to be honest Wanda wasn't lying, she's perfect. Oh my god, I can't be thinking about these things she's my mission partner! She was already sat down in a chair opposite Fury when I came in so I took the chair beside her.

Fury - "Thank you for both making the time to be here, as you know this is an undercover mission so, pack a bag that'll last at least 2 day and 2 nights. We can never predict what'll happen at these kind of events." Nat - "Speaking of, what event is it and why exactly are we going?" Fury - "Well I'm glad you asked. It's part organised by Darren McHugh, not a big name in any industry but filthy rich. Attending the party is Lauren Emerson, your target. All you need is information from her about a weapon Hydra is developing. Her father has every Hydra scientist and engineer in his pocket so, she'll know a lot. Now, she's interested in women which is why there is no men on this case with you. I need you y/n to seduce her and get intel while Natasha watches your 6 and looks for another possible target who, isn't confirmed to be there, but there's a good chance he will be. Y/N - "What's the other guys name?" Fury - "James Scott." Nat - "Is that all?" Fury - "Yes that's all. Here's your personal copies of the file and be ready at the quinjet in 30 minutes."

With that we both left but I couldn't help feel a pang of disappointment shoot through me at the thought of her flirting with other people. Damn I really need to snap out of this.

I got up to my room and pack my things. I also put in my red dress and black heels for the party and go to the quinjet. As I'm walking I see her already standing there. She catches me staring as I walk towards her and she extends her hand.

Y/N POV: 

I look over and see Agent Romanoff coming towards me, eyes trained directly at me. I offer my hand for her to shake and she does. Y/n - "Agent y/l/n, y/n y/l/n." Nat - "Natasha Romanoff."

With that we both boarded the ship, settled down and engaged in conversation. It was a long flight and we were going to have to spend the next 24-48 hours together so, may as well get to know each other. This conversation however turned into shamelessly flirting with each other constantly.

Time skip to when the ship lands and they get to the hotel (still reader pov):

We get the the hotel and Natasha asks for our reservation at the front desk. While she's doing that I take a minute to really take in this place because it's massive. There's a chandelier on the ceiling and art all over the walls. The architecture is beautiful and it has gold accents along every wall. It also smelt like vanilla, don't know why that's relevant but it smells nice. 

I hear a 'thank you' and 'enjoy your stay' so I assume that Nat has got the key so I begin walking to the lift (elevator). I step in and so does Natasha just a bit behind me. She presses the button to the 5th floor and we stand in a comfortable silence for the short 10 second ride. The doors open with a ding and we step out and go look for our room. Natasha takes the lead and goes straight to our door and opens it with the key card. 

Y/n - "Wow Shield really outdid themselves with this one ay?" Nat - "Yeah, they really did."

(This is already getting really long so instead of writing a description imma just put in a picture.)

As we were walking around the both of us were quick to realise something. Nat - "There's only one bed." Y/n - "I was just thinking the same thing. I'll take the sofa (couch) I don't mind at all." Nat - "No, it's okay I can." Y/n - "Honestly I'll sleep there it's fine." Nat - "Look uhm, you don't have to but to save ourselves a very polite argument do you wanna just share it. I mean it's a double so..?" Y/n - "Yeah sure I mean, if your up for it?" Nat - "I'm the one who suggested it dummy of course i'm up for it."

I chuckle at her response and put down my bags by the bed. If I was being honest with myself I couldn't help the butterflies that formed when thinking about sharing a bed with her. Goddamnit, she's my superior I can't be thinking like this.

Natasha POV: I brush my teeth and get changed in the bathroom whilst y/n orders room service. When I walk out she was getting changed so she only had a bra and pyjama trousers on. 

Nat - "Oh.., oh! I'm so sorry!" Y/n - "No sorry it's my fault I should've told you I was changing." Nat - "It's fine, I mean we're both girls right? i thing we haven't seen before." Y/n - "Yeah, yeah you're right, both girls." Nat - "Never seen a girl with abs like that though."

The blush spread on her face faster than a forrest fire. She was flustered and I took great pride in knowing I did that. I made my way to the kitchen so I'd be ready for room service when it came.

Three knocks at the door alerted me that the food was here. I thanked the staff and put the food on the counter.  Nat - "Hey y/n tea's here!" (It depends where your from but tea is just how we say evening meal, like dinner) Y/n - "Thank god, i'm starving."

We sit on the sofa with our food and watch whatever trashy TV shows are on. We laugh at parts of it and it gives me butterflies, her laugh has quickly become my favourite sound. It's just so beautiful and care free, it also means she's happy which makes me happy. I'm snapped out of my thoughts when I hear her softly say.

Y/n - "Hey you okay? Lost you for a second there." Nat - "Yeah, oh um, yeah I'm fine just thinking." Y/n - "About what? You were very focused." Nat - "Nothing don't worry about it. Anyway, it's late we should go to bed."  Y/n - "Your right I'll take the plates into the kitchen."

While she was doing that I went to the bedroom and set up the bed. I was laying down when she came in, she tentatively lowered herself o to the bed and layer down facing me.

Y/n - "You sure it was nothing?" Nat - "It wasn't really nothing and I'm about to talk a lot and I don't want you to talk till I'm done okay?" Y/n - "Go for it." Nat - "I like you, like really like you. I know it's wrong because I'm your superior and your not even out the academy yet but I'm 25 and your what like, 20, 21 give or take so it's not like it's weird. Also can you blame me? You're perfect. Everything about you is perfect. Even though we only just met I can't help falling for you y/n. I'm sorry if I've just ruined the friendship we built today but I really needed to get that off my chest."

I look her deep in the eyes for any kind of reaction to what I just said. After a couple seconds of processing she smiled at me. Probably the biggest smile i've ever seen her have. She still hasn't said anything so I speak up.

Nat - "Well?"

She doesn't answer me, instead she gently grabs my face and kisses me softly. Our lips dance against one another as second nature. Once air becomes a problem we release from each other's grasp.

Y/n - "I like you too, if that wasn't already clear."

She giggled like a school girl when I grabbed her waist and started peppering kisses all over her face. She stopped and snuggled closer to me and buried her head in my chest.

"This woman is the one for me" I thought to myself as I held her safe in my arms. Although I really wasn't looking forward to this mission now.

[crown-ov-horns]

Reasons why I motivate myself to work on my Good Omens fanfictions:

So I can take a certain hyper popular ship everyone loves, but I despise, and tear it apart, smash it with a hammer, and set it on fire for my own entertainment. 😊 It's not like someone will do it for me.

I would say because Lady!Crowley deserves more love, but horrific things happen to her, so, I'd be a hypocrite (spoiler alert, she's fine in the end).

Anathema and Newt's family keep a raccoon named Shovels, that they dye black, and pretend is a cat.

I have four ideas put down, so far. One's an actual detective story. Two of them are crossovers with... Legion, of all things (one came to me in a dream). All involve my Antichrist OC, who wasn't supposed to have anything to do with the GO universe, until I had that damn dream.

Another motivatior - so I can work with Maxine (the Antichrist OC) more. After a long consideration, I decided to pair her up with War (in non-crossovers, in those she's with Michael), which is problematic because they're cousins (War's mother is Satan's sister)... You know, whatever. Nobody from Earth knows. It isn't anything uncommon for royalty, either. 🤣 Besides, they're both women (offspring from donors, so no biological threats), and they didn't grow up together. I just... I adore my Antichrists. They're everything to me. Max, forgive me for getting you involved in this madness of an universe, the fanfiction gods compelled me.

Honestly, my other OCs, too. Max's best friend, Cthylla (daughter of Dagon, and... You can guess. He has a habit of oversleeping), her cat Squid, Madonna Maria (a literal jackal with vile temper and a fondness for whiskey, Maxine's biological mother;), Titan the Hellhound, Agnes Device-Pulsifer, Francisco Rossi (the Second Beast, who loathes Aziraphale even more than I do, for absollutely no reason)...

Off with Pollution, Pestilence is being reinstated to his rightful place.

I'm eager to work with canon characters like War, Michael (Legion and GO version), and Hastur - all of who, I adore

I am kind of a hater in this fandom. In the end, I've realized, fanfiction must be written for oneself, not the fandom. I will not apologize for doing what I want, with characters (and their genders) in a fic. Nor for heavily focusing on my OCs (even making them the main focus - it's something that I love doing).

The only thing I do feel some guilt for? I remember Neil Gaiman saying he likes stories where women saves themselves, which I completely agree with, yet Lady Crowley gets saved by others, most of the times... I guess, she's just in situations nobody could save themselves from. Now, her healing is another can of worms maybe that could be counted as her saving herself).

Oh... I hope no one who reads this took it as me attacking them, or mocking them, for liking what I don't. I kind of sounded like someone's evil grandma, threatening to throw their favorite toys in the trash can. 🤣 I'm just writing down my thoughts in an edgy manner. Think of this as a literal angsty, but hopeful diary page.

When I said I'm a "hater", I meant I personally have a very odd, unconventional relationship with Good Omens and it's characters. It's a... "I don't like how you're portraying biblical mythology, but I will always love you". I love Neil Gaiman. I don't know anyone im the fandom anymore, but I all the hearts to them, too. I'm just the designated class contrarian. My stories, like all fanfiction, are seperate universes from canon (and I mean no disrespect to it; the fanfiction wouldn't be here if canon wasn't).

Why do I keep hurting Crowley? I don't know, my relationship with the character is very complicated also. I find him annoying, but I named my stuffed snake after him. 🐍

Why did I write this down and post it? Because I've noticed I'm more likely to get something done after I get on a barrel, and anounce I will. These stories are so fun to write... Fine, that was kind of a lie. I'm picking at Ch. 1 of the dream storyline, and it makes me want to cry.

P.S. - I didn't see season 2, and I have no intention to (though my mom is badgering me to watch it; she's also scolding me for hurting Crowley).