#i only do that when im REALLY mad and then i get mean

[cyber333angel]

hey love!! i have an idea:)

rough!rafe fucking you in a dressing room because he thinks you tried on something too revealing

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you two would be at the mall, his arm covered in cute little outfits picked out by you as he follows you around. you chose about two more outfits before you decided you wanted to try them on, having rafe come with you into the changing room to hand you the clothes. all of them looked beautiful on you of course but especially in this pink dress. you did a a twirl in the mirror admiring yourself, “rafe what do you think? it’s so cute right?” he nods his head observing his pretty girl, “yes baby you look gorgeous.”

“I can’t wait to wear it out!” you exclaim and rafe jerks his head back, surprised that you think it’s appropriate to wear out.“where would you be going in that? you look beautiful sweetheart trust me but your not wearing that outside the house.” you immediately huff at his response looking at him, very sure that you will change his mind. “you can’t control what I wear rafe, i can buy and wear whatever I want.” your boyfriend scoffs at you and nods his head, “sure you can. but im not fucking buying it so I guess your outta luck huh?” rolling your eyes, “you don’t have to. my other man can buy it for me.” you say this only to piss him off, you both know you have your own money but it’s obvious you just wanna get under his skin. rafe immediately gets ticked off by your snarky comment, getting up from his seat to face you more closely. “ your other man huh?” nodding he says, lifting his hand to grip your throat harshly and leans closer to your ear. “take all this shit off.” and you wince from his hold, slowing nodding your head to show you are complying with him.

..the dress that started this argument was long gone on the floor leaving you in only your bra as he fucked up into you. with his arm around your neck in a headlock preventing any sobs from leaving your mouth as you paw at his elbows. trying to get some balance from the rough position as he plunges into your sloppy cunt, dragging his cock in and out. “you like making me mad? huh baby?” the squelches from your hole were faint sounding over the music at the mall, giving rafe the ability to deliver harsh thrust as a punishment to show you that you don’t talk to him like that. “talking about getting some other man to buy shit for you because i said no?” you shake your head with reason your eyes, only spewing out apologies in your quietest voice. “no m’sorry daddy! i just really liked the dress and wanted to make you get it for me..!”

“yeah you know better then to act like that with me.” he tells you with his hand gripping at your waist. his dick buried deep into your aching cunt as you try to keep your composure and not moan out loud of how good your feel. his hips stutter up into your pussy once more and rafe cums, painting his white liquid all over your walls. “fuck..” he whispers, pulling out of your leaky cunt leaving you confused. “mm rafey I didn’t get to c-cum..!” and he smirks, chuckling to himself. “you think spoiled brats get to cum? with the fuckin tantrum you just had?” you look at him with needy eyes, knowing your lesson now. “said m’sorry already daddy! you know I didn’t mean it..” you pout and plead as you watch rafe observe your face, thinking. he sighs, knowing he can’t resist you when you act like that. “I’ll think about it when we get home so, get your clothes and we’ll go pay for them.“ you brighten up at his response, putting your clothes back on to go pay when you feel his hand sliver up your back. leaning his head close to your ear he tells you, “I’ll get you the fuckin dress but you only wear it when im around. got it?” and you nod your head fast with a grin, happy that you won him over. “mhm thank you rafey!” giving you a peck on the forehead as the both of you leave the dressing room. “yeah whatever kid.”

[toohappi]

KOKUSHIBOU - yours to keep

kokushibou x Dom!DEMON reader!

To which kokushibou finds himself more interested in the new demon recruit then he’d expected. (TW - biting, blood kink, femdom)

NOT PROOFREAD!(im lazy ok??!)

Kokushibou wasn’t soft by any means, he usually kept a stoic expression and monotone voice. The look of anger or any emotion for that matter ever showing upon his face. He wasn’t exactly rude, just a bit cold.. maybe quiet and self kept was a better word?

When you’d been firstly recruited to the twelve kizuki just to watch and see how they interacted since you weren’t far from possibly replacing the siblings. They all weren’t too fond, since you’d been another female (besides nakime who’d barely interact with the others) Daki quickly grew fond with you, doing hair, nails and other things of that nature.

To your surprise one of the other uppers Kokushibou was unexpectedly fond of Daki and To your surprise kokushibou had also been upper 1. Often youd see them exchanging a few words, which had definitely been more than you’d see him exchange with the others. Unless it was Muzan of-course.

You’d never really tried talking to him, though a few glances were exchanged here and there. Being quite curious on his appearance and him in general. He wasn’t as open as the others and you wanted to change that, you wanted to know him and talk to him.

“Hi kokushibou”

“How’d your mission go?”

“I like your hair, it’s pretty and frames your face nicely”

Little comments everyday were said and eventually little conversations were had. You wouldn’t say you’d been close but you definitely got him a bit fond of you which was better than nothing.

Truthfully he was an attractive demon, and strong in ranks, What more could a demon ask for?

With more small talks more glances were exchanged, during meetings when Muzan would speak you’d catch him peering over, or when it was his turn to speak to all of you sometimes he’d just look at you for a second. The thought that just maybe he was directing whatever he’d been saying to you made your heart pound a bit.

One day While the others were off doing their own thing you’d had Nakime who’d been so kind to play her biwa and transport her to kokus part of the lair. There he was sitting looking at something you couldn’t make out from the distance you were at. You’d figured he’d already been aware of your presence so walking over with a few not so quiet steps and standing behind him. Chin rested atop of his shoulder lightly so it didn’t dig into him too much.

“What’re you looking at?” You asked softly since you’d been near his ear, demons known to have a bit of sensitive hearing.

“A book” His voice held that usually monotone, nonetheless it was a bit softer than usual.

You rolled your eyes at the smart response and decided to take matters into your own hands, acting quickly and removing the book and taking its place atop of the table. Your legs on either side of him as they dangled off the table and your hands on either side of you watching as the middle pair of his 6 eyes looked up at you.

“What is it that you want? Why are you here.” He’d sounded a bit agitated but it’d only made you smile,it was a change from the usual flat tone so you weren’t mad at it.

“You, I want your attention”

“Why?”

“Because I like you.”

“Why?”

No other response was exchanged as you leaned your body forward a bit, taking notice that this situation was getting nowhere you decided to take initiative. legs wrapping around the legs of the chair to pull him closer, then wrapping around him as a hand went to reach and cup his face. Hesitant at first he’d backed away but soon let your hands take ahold of his face softly,eyes scanning and admiring his features. The way his lips pouted a bit when cupped by your face or his smoothe pale skin,the way his bands framed his cheeks.

Perfection.

He’d took note of you scanning his face,slightly heating up and a very light pink crossed his cheeks. ‘Cute’ you’d said in your mind. Removing s hand to softly scratch as the hair that was usually kept in a ponytail,now out and flowing down his shoulders and back.

If you didn’t know him you’d surely mistaken him for a girl.

Slowly and hesitantly he melted into the touch, founding himself almost purring into it and becoming putty within your hold. His eyes closed feeling the tips of your fingers softly scratch at his scalp,until you’d grabbed a fist full and pulled it back all 6 eyes shooting open with a surprised look and a groan escaping his lips.

“That sound was so pretty, could you make it again for me,Did you like that?” His mouth didn’t open but by the way his cheeks turned a brighter shade of pink you could tell. Leaning in you softly kissed at the skin of his cheeks, and then placed a soft peck on his lips. Him not reciprocating at first but quickly returning the favor a bit after, you couldn’t help but smile as you pulled away and it seemed he tried to chase it. Quickly realizing what he’d been doing and acting as if it didn’t happen, his stoic demeanor coming back.

“Let go of me” His voice tried to sound as serious as he could make it at the moment

“You don’t want me to tho”Your gaze on him never faltering, seeing how he shifted.

“I meant what I said, I don’t want this.” He glared and you returned it, removing your grip from his hair and leaning towards him. Warm breath ghosting across his skin when you whispered in his ear.

“You know you’ll come missing me.”

The last words you’d spoken to him as you hopped off the table, walking off as the biwa played and you were gone not returning for the night. When realization took that you were officially gone he’d let out a shaky breath, one that he hadn’t realized he’d even been holding back. Getting up to turn off his light and sitting on the bed he’d rarely used.

An uncomfortable feeling in his lower area,untying the white hakama and sliding off his Kimono. Dick springing from its confines and hitting his stomach, the cool air tickling the sensitive skin of his tip.

“Shit..” it was gonna be a long night.

Days had passed and you weren’t there, at all. Daki had even questioned the others if they’d seen you because she wanted to see you before her mission. Once she realized you were gone she’d just left off with Gyotaru.

If he wasn’t so clueless on why he’d been looking for you in the first place, his thoughts could’ve been mistaken for worry. Just where did you go?

After a few days though you’d shown up, something was different though, mentally and physically and fuck he couldn’t deny it was attractive. Your figure a bit more defined, toned and lean. You weren’t short either so that just added to it. Your hair that was so long and usually kept down was now tied up into a ponytail. Bangs still hanging and clinging to your forehead with sweat.

Usually you’d made eye contact with him by now, but no you didn’t even bother glancing at him, your gaze stuck on Akaza as he walked past visibly sweaty saying something to you along the lines of “same time next week?”

When exactly did you become close with Akaza? Why didn’t you ask him to train when you came back?! More importantly why did he care.?

Your gaze turning from Akaza to straight towards kokushibou, seemingly looking past him as you continued to walk, your eyes peering over for a second as you brushed his shoulder when you walked past. A shit eating grin forming from those big pretty lips.

“I knew you’d miss me.” Those words sticking to him like glue, the way your voice sounded so full of yourself and sure of it, sure of the fact he’d been thinking about you and he was. You knew it and he knew there was no denying it that. When he turned around you were gone and then he realized he just might be more attracted to you then he’d like to admit.

Next time he’d seen you was at a meeting a few days later, Muzan in a bit of a pissy mood due to Gyotaru and Daki both dying. To be fair everyone was a bit upset at the loss, some more than others and then those who just didn’t care at all and were more upset at the fact they’d been called in on their free time.

Walking in, and starting conversation with the others. Kokushibou wasn’t to be found yet until Muzan came in and all the demons got down to bow, already in a bad mood and not further wanting to piss them off. A few after a different presence arrived that was upper 1, still bowing he stood and watched from afar. Throughout the meeting you could see him, feel the gaze and the tension. Unable to look up in fear of further upsetting the already angry lord you just gave a quick smile, surely he knew that you knew.

After he killed off a few demons you didn’t bother remembering the names off and finished rambling going off to do whatever he usually does when he isn’t with the uppermoons, leaving us to discuss amongst eachother. Usually by then koku would’ve been gone, you could still feel his gaze burning holes through the back of your neck.As you’d went to say something to Akaza as you heard the biwa play and you’d been in another room.

It wasn’t unfamiliar and you’d been here before briefly.

“You missed me I take it?”

“Nonsense, where were you? When did get you close with Akaza?” Turning around meeting eyes, he stood in a corner of the room watching you take steps towards him until your stopped. No space in between the either of you. Shit you were tall but he was taller, still over towering you a bit. Your hands roamed as you broke your gaze, eyes following your hands as they traveled over him.

He didn’t say anything and he didn’t have to. He watched you just as intently as you watched him. No words exchanged as hands found their way to his face, fingers ghosting the skin and moving away again. They found his collar were you dragged him over to the edge of the bed, him standing infront of it as you placed your hands on his shoulders, forcing him onto his knees.

“That’s better” Hands finding his hair like they did the first time you were in this room, his eyes staring up at you waiting for it, waiting for you to pull his hair back. Fingers skillfully moving against his head, as much as he tried to resist he couldn’t help but ease into your touch. How were you so good at this? Who had you touched like this before him.?

He was waiting on the tug but it’d never came, not that he complained.. he kinda enjoyed the soft feeling.

“You’re so jealous it’s unreal. I pity you.” Those words were soft with a bit of a harsh undertone, he didn’t bother arguing back because there’d been no point. He was a bit jealous and he didn’t want you with Akaza even if it’d been embarrassing to admit. Why did you need him when you had koku.

So much stronger,taller,better in every-way. So why’d you bother with him?

“Did the thought of me giving him the same attention keep you up when you see us interact? I know you missed me no matter how much you deny it,I know you touch yourself to the thought of me grabbing you and yanking you around treating you as if you don’t matter to me. I know it even if you’d refuse to say it.”

The way you spoke made his stomach churn in the best way, you knew you were right, he knew it too and fuck he didn’t deny it. He opened his mouth to speak but all that came out was a weak breath when you gripped on his hair. Pulling his head back so all his eyes were on you and only you. Watching as you’d lean in kissing him so feverishly and deep.

All to intimate for whatever you’d just started between the two of you.

Removing your hand from his hair and grabbing the collar of his kimono and pulling him atop of you as you’d laid back on the bed, his arms on either side of your head hoisting himself up as he allowed you to undress him until he was naked.

Pushing him back so you could quickly undress yourself pulling him back onto you as he stared down, admiring you. Eyes lidded and glazed over, the way your chest sat so prettily when you’d been laid back, the way your hair had been discarded from its ponytail. Fuck he should’ve given in the first time.

Your arms wrapped around his neck pulling him down so you could feel your breath against eachothers face, his bare skin touching yours. Soft kisses being placed against warm skin, down the sides of his chin and soft sucks on his neck licking and sucking on the skin before opening your mouth to bite at the area

His breath hitching slightly and eyes closing as you’d kissed over the flesh. Your eyes looking over his body seeing his dick hand so heavily between his legs, the tip a pretty pink.

Shifting so you’d been ontop of him, your hands holding onto his shoulders as you’d began to slowly sink down. Your warmth engulfing him so intoxicatingly.

He was quiet but fuck it felt so good, the way your hips slowly moved to ride him the tip prodding at your cervix. Your hand grabbing his face looking at him making sure he’d been paying attention you, his eyes traveling overwhelmed with everything infront of him. Fucking you felt so good!

Shaky breaths and deep groans leaving his lips as you continued to bounce on him, lips attached to his neck sucking and licking at the skin making sure to leave bites and bruises visible to everyone.

“F-fuck your mine okay?” Your words shaky and breathy in his ear as he nodded, trying his hardest to focus. His hands so intently gripping as your hips they’d surely be bruised at the end of this. “Say it, say you belong to me, admit how much you missed me”

“I..I missed you, I’m yours,I’m yours and yours only”the words caught in his throat as you clenched around him so harshly, the way you sucked him in made his head spin and he couldn’t take it, he wanted to shy away and push you away but he couldn’t. You sucked him in and clouded his mind so good, at this rate he’d cum right inside you without warning. You knew it, you could feel it the way his dick twitched inside you and how his breaths picked up. A low groan half escaping his lips before you took him into a deep kiss.

The taste of metallic faintly there from where you’d been kissing the bite mark, his hands harshly gripping your hips slamming you down onto him before he came right inside you, white ropes shooting so far and filling you so good. Clenching around him as you came, squeezing everything from him as he shuddered from the best orgasm of his life.

Pulling away from him as sweat clinged on the two of you, his bangs stuck on his face. After a few seconds of admiring him you’d gotten up to get something to clean the two of you, not wanting to stay sticky all night feeling disgusting.

While you’d left he’d laid back thinking about what just happened and what he possibly got himself into it, he wasn’t used to it but if it felt like that he definitely didn’t mind whatever you two would establish.

“Don’t think too hard about it, did you enjoy yourself?” He’d been a bit startled since he couldn’t sense you’d came back, your weight making the bed sink slightly where you’d sat at. He’d sat up so you could wipe off the areas were sweat clung his face and blood dropped from his neck. “It felt good.. just not fond of it.”

A small laugh had escaped your lips, you weren’t Surprised hearing that, he was typically so intimidating so you didn’t doubt the fact nobody bothered getting so close with him. “You’ll get used to it, and don’t bother healing those marks though. I need everyone aware that your mine.”

He simply nodded and let you clean him off and place ointment on his mark, he’d officially been yours to keep. Maybe him letting you get so close wasn’t a bad idea after all, and he did like you more than he’d care to admit.

[artdcnaldson]

im so glad youre matching my freak on this (patricks sister au) because im actually so not normal about it. i havent thought about anything else all day, many more thoughts are in my head about this, i need art so badly

his restraint grows wearier every time you're on his bed in your slutty outfits making puppy eyes at him. its only gotten worse since he let it slip that he does want you, but just cant. it seems like youre in his room every day now. tiny shorts or even worse, tiny tennis skirts. the kind where he can see another one of many lacy pairs of panties every time you adjust yourself. he makes it a point to always sit at his desk, or even stand, he needs the distance.

one night hes dragging you back from a stupid frat party, one of those with a dress up theme thats really just an excuse to have the girls dress extra slutty, and oh boy did you deliver. youre not too drunk, but hes carrying you over his shoulder regardless, its just faster that way. (youre not complaining, you get to stare at his ass the whole way back to his dorm) and maybe youre acting more drunk than you are, just so he wont bring you to your own room, but he'll have to let you sleep in his.

then you're laying in his bed, surrounded by his scent, maybe even dressed in another one of his shirts and maybe just a pair of panties. watching him as he gets ready for bed (he always refuses to share the bed with you but sleeps on thr carpet on his floor instead), brushing his teeth, changing his shirt, complaining about some guy who was trying too hard to flirt with you, getting too close to you. its all too much, you really cant help it, maybe you can even blame the few shots of tequila your friends had made you take earlier that night, but your hand trails down under the sheets. you cant help but touch yourself, gently, barely even feeling it. but youre just so turned on by him, being this close to him, his possessiveness. whats a girl to do!!!!

he hears the little moan you let out, he tries so hard to ignore it. to control himself. truly hes not surprised. he keeps talking, pretending he didnt hear you. but when he turns around, its just too much. he cant help but tell you how pathetic youre being, he means for it to come out sterner, meaner, it was meant to deter you. instead he hears you moan again, so pathetic. it shouldnt egg him on, he should tell you to stop, to leave, to pull your hand out of your damn panties. he should tell you to quit being such a slut. why is it turning you on when he tells you youre being pathetic? why are you moaning louder when he says you can never have his cock? he cant help but taunt you :(((

(i can keep going, just ask lol)

GODDDDDD this au has me salivating so badly it’s crazy like this ask made me go take a lap, had to walk on my treadmill and clear my head. I feel so insane rn

Bc why IS he getting so weird and protective over you? Why is he mad that you were practically dry humping some loser from the fucking swim team that you looked like a fucking slut out there, and you should be embarrassed, honestly.

And god, he really does sound pissed about it, and you’re still pretty buzzed from the party, too, everything feels really slow and hazy and there’s an insistent throbbing need between your thighs. you’re so wet it’s soaking through the skimpy, slutty panties you were wearing.

“You should really fucking have some standards.”

Mhmm. Yeah. You should. He should totally keep telling you all about it. You sigh, slip your fingers between your thighs— all wet and sticky and sensitive. You moan, just barely, but he freezes a little. You can see the muscles in his shoulders flexing as he grips the edges of the sink. But then he’s right back to bitching at you.

“What the fuck did you think was gonna happen, huh? Did you think I’d go over there and rip you off of that dickhead? That I’d get so jealous I’d finally fuck you like you want?”

You moan, louder, and that’s when he turns. His jaw is set, clenched as he watches your hand move beneath the sheets. You’re completely unabashed as he watches you, he watches your legs spread slightly, can tell your fingers have gone from toying with your clit to being stuffed inside your pussy.

And he laughs. “God, this is really fucking pathetic, you know that, don’t you?”

You nod, whimper out a, “mhmm.” You’re looking at him through half-lidded eyes, all hazy and soft. And your hand is moving faster beneath the blankets, and god, he wants to move it so fucking badly. Wants to watch, to see how wet you are for him.

It would be so easy to just rip that blanket off— his fingers are fucking twitching with the need to. He almost does, almost loses himself in it.

“Jesus, you’re so fucking desperate,” he says, arms crossed, trying to ignore how fucking good you sound now that you’re not muffling your moans. “You think fucking yourself in my bed is going to change anything? It just makes you look like a slut. You know how embarrassed I’d be if you were my sister? You’re fucking lucky I don’t tell Patrick what you’re up to.”

You whine, pouting as you thrust your fingers deeper inside your cunt. You’re so close already, just want to cum, want him to rip off the blankets and fuck you into the mattress. “Please,” you whine.

“Please? You think I’m going to fuck up my friendship with Patrick for pussy?” He’s being so mean, you’re fucking dripping down your wrist with how soaked you are. “I’m never going to fuck you. You just need to grow up and fucking accept it.”

You cum as he watches you, thighs trembling and closing around your hand. Fingers all slick and sticky when you finally slip them from your cunt. He’s staring at you, completely indiscernible. And he laughs again. Whatever. You can go ten more rounds if he just keeps talking to you.

[fizzbot]

APOLOGY TOUR SPOILERS / HELLUVA BOSS CRITICAL POST

(please just dont read if youre a fan/are gonna be annoying in my tags/replies)

i LOVE verosika. i was super excited to see an episode all about her. she has EVERY right to be mad at blitz, and i do enjoy seeing things from the perspective of his victims. BUT.....i was really disappointed in her portrayal in apology tour. MOSTLY just because i was dissapointed in stolas portrayal in apology tour, and think this ep wouldve been better if it was more about BLITZ instead. rant under the cut

im not gonna give the whole rant about how annoying it is that stolas is constantly woobified, because 100 critical blogs have done it much more gracefully than i ever could. but it is just SO dissapointing to watch a man that couldve been SUCH a compelling villain be the ONLY one who is EVER sympathized with in the show. we are supposed to feel bad for him and believe that both sides are wrong in the stolitz situation, when stolas' crimes are SO MUCH WORSE than all of blitzs bad deeds combined. he co-erced blitz into a sex contract as the only means of doing his job, and then made HIM feel guilty for not falling n love with him during it. the 'both sides are in the wrong' comment gets particularly frustrating when the show has, tme and time again, only let stolas be the one with support. blitz is made to look unreasonable, no matter how right he is. and, in this instance, stolas is the one getting invited to this party to celebrate being ""wronged"" by blitz.

back to verosika. especially now that the episode is out, i am even more firmly on her side. the fact that blitz broke up with HER because things were getting too serious is interesting (albiet not as interesting as i think it couldve been but thats a rant for another post). im not saying she should forgive blitz, but i do struggle to fully agree with her because of how she treated stolas in the episode. she is the first to comfort him, the first to try and encourage him to shit-talk blitz, etc etc and i just dont understand.....why?

ive already had problems with her character since the sexual assault ""joke"" from spring broken, but this also really left a bad taste in my mouth. i totally understand her desire to party and sympathize with other people who were harmed by blitz, but its frustrating that stolas was invited to be among them. stolas, the man who is very much NOT THE VICTIM in his relationship with blitz. this is more the fault of the writers than verosika herself, but it is SO FRUSTRATING that she gave him the spotlight and is trying to help him heal from a situation that is ENTIRELY HIS FAULT. stolas didnt just hurt blitzs feelings, he sexually coerced and abused him. of all people, shouldnt verosika understand how terrible that can be? the kind of hurt that can do to a person? im not saying that this terrible relationship FORGIVES blitz's wrongdoings, but you shouldnt be giving his fucking abuser a stage and a microphone to talk shit about his victim. this becomes so much more insidious to me with the conversation she has with blitz on the balcony, later. this was actually a pretty good scene imo but it could certainly be better.

this is much more opinionated and i wouldnt be surprised if even the critical community isnt with me on this one, but i long for an alternate verson of this episode thats focused on verosika being on blitz's side, instead. its been over 5 years since they dated, and even though she is still allowed to be mad, it would be nice to see that shes moved on. maybe give her a new partner like barbie wire and let her throw these parties just so she can look back and laugh and help blitz's other victims heal in the same way that she has. not to bring up an also not-great show, but in rick and morty, we see a relationship between rick and one of his ex-partners named unity. they were really terrible for each other, enabling bad/unhealthy behaviors, generally being awful. their break-up was messy, but in recent seasons, we see unity coming back, upon hearing that rick was doing something self-destructive. they worried about him, because a part of them still cared, as much as they were hurt by his actions. i would have LOVED to see a similar thing with blitz and verosika, where verosika finds out about the relationship blitz is trapped in/just got out of. i think it would be SO MUCH MORE naratively interesting, for her to be supportive of his little apology tour, and maybe even inviting HIM to the "blitzo sucks" party. not everyone (or anyone) needs to forgive him; in fact, i think coming to this party would give him perspective. his relationship with stolas has hurt him so badly, he can finally step back and understand the harm that he did to all these people. the apologies that he gave, as he admits in the episode, were shallow. but i think framing stolas as the toxic one would be better in helping him realize that he has done wrong more than what the show is currently doing. and maybe some people at the party WILL forgive him. maybe he can apologize on the stage, and some people will empathize with his situation and believe that the apology is genuine, because hes finally had to be on the other end of his own hurt. and maybe THAT would be the first step in helping blitz realize that maybe he isnt completely unlovable, because there are people who cared about him enough to be THIS DEVASTATED upon getting their heart broken by him. a conversation with verosika about what he did to her would hit so much harder after this, imo

anyway. im sorry if this is completely incoherent/a bad point. i was just thinking about it and i am so sick of everyone being a stolas apologist </3

[sparrowposting]

Actually let's be honest in addition to all my usual bullshit this is just astarion making me reckon with the fact that I don't know how to be A Real Person, how to relate and be close to people except to be helpful and accomodating, how to say no and not be a compulsive people pleaser out of fear of the repercussions and uncertainty if one is not placating at all times

Like yeah it's for different underlying reasons and I obvs make no claim to the specifics or the severity of that kind of situation & trauma but also. Like. I Get It, I'm not a Real Person either

[juicedbeetle]

I just love when he does creacher shit like this so much

[hella1975]

your sokka is SO sokka and i say this as someone who holds him so dear ur writing of him is amazing. tbh im sooo fussy with his portrayal but its pretty nailed. like so many fics (esp zukka and zuko centric and ESPECIALLY ones where hakoda like adopts zuko) he's constantly pushed to the side in favour of zukos issues and zukos problems when in reality sokka is very hurt himself and has suffered a lot. man i GET taob sokka i really do bc people seem to think he was a lil mean but nobody seems to realise when you're in sokkas position it would've read like everyone was against you. all the swt men, including his dad who snapped at him, and even katara and aang and suki tell him to give zuko a chance and the fact that they were trusting someone who had hurt all of them so much- because yes WE know zuko wouldn't have killed them, but the gaang didn't. not when they were being chased and terrorised, and when sokka had his trust betrayed in the prison, he had absolutely every right to hate zuko, esp when it felt like everyone who he thought would understand his feelings, including his own dad who had been hiding his relationship with zuko from him, seems against him. his conversation with hakoda was probably my favourite scene in taob just bc he was allowed to feel like that without being treated by the narrative as someone just being mean to poor little zuko. he gets to be a sourpuss and angry and jealous at zuko for feeling like hed been replaced by his own dad. all of the water tribe men get this treatment like they're not written as bad people for being wary or disliking zuko initially (even chena despite being enemy no.1 at the start). his convo with hakoda was so important bc it stressed the detail that yes zuko has suffered and deserves to be cared for but SOKKA is his son, his actual child who is so hard on himself for things out of his control and who has hurt so much and deserves just as much as zuko does. sokka is just a baby my boy. he's not the main character but he's just as complex and intricate as zuko, not just in taob but also for the times we have seen him in tams there's been keen detail to his emotion and how he's feeling pointed out

me rn

[nerdie-faerie]

Seeing what presents my baby sister gets and realising I really drew the short straw by being the firstborn

[sometimesiwanna-disappear]

im gonna tbh with yall, listening to magnus archives again without the constant fanon bleed and regular discussion etc.... definitely colors it a different way lol! i have more criticisms than i did when i listened to it the first time and it makes me a bit sad because i love it so so soso much. just coming up on the unknowing arc and i'm mentally strapping myself in because i'm realizing things [I dont like jmart very much / would like it MUCH BETTER if martin was actually a twist villain and web aligned i keep seeing the wires johnny i am shaking you by the shoulders DID YOU TAKE WEB ALIGNED EVIL MARTIN FROM US TO APPEASE THE FOUND FAMILY FANFICTION SOFT TEENAGE FANS ..... tell me why jonelias is so much more appealing to me now relistening to it as a grown ass woman . PAIN].

[urostakako]

it seems people are already upset that tsumiki is not nice anymore, sorry you dont know her like i do

[sanchoyo]

haven’t been on much bc my dog has been sick :( between seizures and an infected tooth we’ve been having a Time trying to get everything fixed (this started around the holidays so our vet has been very booked up…we have been like 3-4 times in the past 4-5 weeks OTL does not help it’s like an hour drive there, so that’s been exhausting) now his new seizure meds are making him sick (was hoping it was like, just an adjustment period thing but he’s been sick for a week and having concerning symptoms…) if I’m not on a ton or slow to replying to messages it’s bc I’m working as much overtime as my job will give me bc Vet Expensive and mentally drained obvi 😞

[teethbomb]

alador blight fan mood board

[beelzzzebub]

my dad just tried to explain sexism to me and then got mad when i told him not to lol

[toastsnaffler]

ykw actually I am angry + disappointed w them. I've been pushing how I feel aside and trying to make it my own fault so it's all contained but I think theyve just been mean. and they really should know me better ik I try to pretend I don't expect more from them so I feel less hurt when they do things that upset me but we've been friends for years by this point. like come on.

[dirt-str1der]

Whatever

[godsfavoritescientist]

one last thing, speaking of being glad ford doesn't make fun of people all the time: in dun.geon m.eshi I spent the last 11 episodes like "god if I was in his laios's place I would not be that patient with the people around me constantly booing me and joking about me being crazy and dumb and weird. I wouldn't *leave* considering the stakes but I would be having a bad time"