#i was feeling gay so Im back :) hello!

[bylertruther]

"will shouldn't use a gun in season five because his father probably taught him how to use one and that could be a bad reminder for him" have you considered that will using what was very likely a Bad experience to save his life in what is undoubtedly an even worse experience could be a good thing? have you considered that him using a skill he was forced to learn to save not only himself but (as is likely more important and meaningful to him) the lives of others could give him a sense of usefulness and safety knowing that he isn't defenseless and can stand his and others' ground if need be? especially considering that's a skill that we've only seen hopper and nancy possess, making it that much more valuable and himself more helpful to the group? after everything in s1 and s2, he's probably felt guilty for having endangered them and dozens of other people multiple times, i don't think it'd be out there for him to feel "happy" that he can finally return the favor and protect them for once (especially after having complained about being babied and treated like a doll).

"will doesn't have and shouldn't have powers because that makes him different and he doesn't want to be different" not only are you wrong lol <3 but how have you not noticed that will's entire thing since the very beginning is that he is different and he knows it and while he does get his heart broken over the fact that this means he faces constant unfairness in life, he still refuses to be any other way? will doesn't conform nor does he ever try to even when others try to force or shame him to. he gets frustrated and upset at being treated differently, yes, but he stays true to himself. to battle that feeling he sometimes gets that tells him he's a mistake, a feeling he gets not from his own otherness but from living in a world that Makes it an otherness and thus isolates him for it, he seeks out that which he loves and enjoys and throws himself wholeheartedly at it. will lives his truth and is willing to suffer the consequences for it. he refuses to live in darkness and let it take a hold of him. he holds on to hope and all that makes him feel better for being different. he holds on to art, to dnd, to video games, to his family and his friends, and everything that brings him joy and reminds him that it's okay to be different. in s1 joyce defends will ("he's missing is what he is") and jonathan tells him he shouldn't like things that other people (namely their homophobic dad) try to force him to like, that he should like what he genuinely likes. in s2 jonathan gives will the freak speech and tells him that no one normal ever accomplished anything and mentions bowie. in s3, he doesn't get a speech, (though joyce does tell him that when he falls in love he won't find it gross [avoiding the word girlfriend and leaving it neutral]) but he does face backlash from someone that IS trying to conform and IS shaming will for not letting go of "childish" things aka his interests, what's important to him, and what he wants. does will back down or shy away in shame? no. instead, he lets mike sit in his shame for having said something that hurtful, and he says "yeah. i guess i did. i really did." clearly this is a conversation about what makes will different aka his sexuality bc he goes and destroys castle byers (the safe place he and his brother built once their homophobic dad left which is a place will can be himself unapologetically) with what is likely a bat that lonnie gave him when trying to get him into baseball. he calls himself stupid and donates his dnd books, but i don't see this as an act of conformity (he tells mike as much, suggesting he'll just use his books + if he was ashamed he wouldn't have painted the party as their dnd characters and given it to him of all people lol). he felt stupid because he thought they'd always be crazy together, that they were of the same mind and heart still, and that they had the same brand of "otherness" if you catch my drift. then in s4 we get jonathan's tender "you're my brother and there is nothing absolutely nothing that will ever change that" which is the most direct anyone has ever been about that which makes will different. and he doesn't shy away from it! he doesn't deny it, because we can see from his confession and how he breaks down that he's desperately been wanting and needing to hear that. he accepts that love and allows himself to be held and seen by someone else, as he has every other time. because will doesn't hate being different, he just hates that he has to live in a world where that's seen as wrong and thus makes him feel like he doesn't belong because of it. but he doesn't change himself. he doesn't feel ashamed of it. he doesn't see it as a flaw in himself or others and he never has. will is different and he knows it and he wouldn't have it any other way.

will's story since the beginning has been about being different and going through awful things, and managing to not only find the light in it but also make it out stronger because of it all. it's always been about using what makes him different as a good thing and as something he uses to save himself and others.

will being good with a gun bought him time with whatever kidnapped him. will knowing how to run and hide kept him alive in the upside down. will acted as a spy while possessed and managed not only to save hopper but also tell them how to finish this. will's experiences and senses helped them figure out what was happening in season three. will's love and loyalty inspires mike and manages to bring him to a better place even if just for a moment in the van, and again he's the one that knows vecna's current state, aaaand had he been in hawkins at the time it likely would've gone a lot better because as dustin said "we need will".

taking something awful and turning it into a good thing and a source of strength is a wonderful trope. it's inspiring and empowering not only for the character but for those that could use that hope and reminder that there's always a silver lining, that life isn't all darkness and shadows and hurt. not only that, but it's something that they've literally always done for will since the very beginning. he is the prime character for that. his entire message has always been that it's okay to be different and that you can find strength and peace in that; that the things that make you different aren't a detriment, they're precisely what make you strong. like... i'm sorry, but have you not been paying attention at all whatsoever this entire time or... :/

[harrowharkwife]

there is nothing wrong with character death when it's meaningful, forecasted & not for shock value, & narratively significant. send tweet

[kumomist]

been in a dcu/white collar kick lately so im rewatching wc and. i remember why i dropped this but also im seeing a lot more of the gay now

[zeawesomebirdie]

I should really get back to learning to draw

[batfleshh]

Hi there! Im not sure if your requests are open, but could you do a Simon "Ghost" Riley x male reader fic? I was thinking about reader being a new recruit, which soap really likes to hang around with. Ghost and soap are buddies, obviously, but Ghost feels very jealous. :^

new recruit I

Ghost x M!Reader

Warnings: Ghost is a jealous bastard, he’s lowkey mean but like he gets nicer I swear, minor GhostSoap, gay ppl nasty, , gonna write a part two to this cause m too lazy to put it all in one sooo, drops this and scurries away

Price had called a small meeting between the task force to introduce you into it. You would be staying with them for a while, his reason why hitting deaf ears as the others stared at you, curiosity settling into their heads as they scanned you, almost trying to read into your soul.

Soap was the first to approach you after a little while, coming up to you like a puppy meeting a new person. His personality made you come out of your shell a little bit, striking up conversation right away as you both started to chat about stuff that seemed to be unimportant to everyone else.

Meanwhile, Ghost would just stare, almost glaring at you with a blank, intimidating expression. The only time he would speak to you was when it was absolutely necessary, not even sparing a glance at you when you would walk past him around the base. It didn’t bother you all that much, but it was a little hurtful.

One day, while you were just strolling around searching for something to do, or for someone to talk to, you happened to stumble upon Ghost and Soap. Soap seemed to be bubbly around the other with a positive, more playful attitude. You didn’t want to intrude on anything that wasn’t your business, so you decided it was best if you didn’t interact with them. Well it seemed like a good idea; until Johnny spotted you and quickly shouted out your name in excitement, beckoning you towards both him and Simon.

You quickly went to rambling out explanations, waving your hands around while trying to explain whatever was leaving your mouth. But he simply shook his head, walking over to you and dragging you to the spot where him and Ghost had been previously talking. You dared to look into Simons eyes, a polite, shy smile on your face when you mutter out a small “hello.” He looked you up, and then down, and then up again. He lifted his hand in a small greeting, going back to his conversation with Soap as if you weren’t there to begin with.

Another time, you and Soap had been rambling away to each other, completely minding your own business. Well, it was before Ghost came over and quickly stole him away from you, dull eyes watching as you couldn’t protest as Soap was immediately chatting away to him, you going completely unnoticed. A small frown crept its way onto your face, going back to sitting quietly by yourself.

It seemed like these kind of scenarios would go on forever, and they would never end. But one day when you just happened to stay up later than usual, something happened.

You couldn’t sleep, you knew it would be the worst pain in the ass in the morning, but you couldn’t for the life of you figure out why you were wide away. You sat in the kitchen of the base, eyes staring out into nothing as your head rested on the table, enjoying the quiet of the night. You were relaxed, key word “were”, because after a while, you heard someone sit right across from you, your head immediately shooting up alarmed at the sudden break in silence.

There he sat, mask halfway up off his face, uncovering his mouth. Ghost watched your expression fade from alarmed to one of calmness and confusion. You sat awkwardly, fingers quietly tapping against the table.

“So, you can’t sleep either?,” you asked sheepishly, an awkward chuckle following after it as he still stared at you. “I was just sitting out here, enjoying the quiet. It’s really nice in here like this.” You continued, head slowly going back onto the table.

“‘S fine. Don’t come out here much at this hour.” he finally spoke back, staring out a window at the night sky. You nodded, a small wave of relief washing over you at the slightly less awkward conversation. You continued to talk to him, somewhat satisfied with his low, gruff answers. When you finally felt that tired feeling slowly start to creep in, the sun was already rising. You groaned at the sight, knowing how groggy you were going to feel that day.

It surprised you that you both talked for that amount of time, a small sense of pride settled somewhere in your chest. Simon slowly stood up and stretched, you watched as his muscles in his arms strained as he lifted them above his head. You quickly averted your eyes back down, a warm glow ever so faintly tinting your cheeks.

“Hm, I’ll see ya ‘round.” He spoke briefly, voice rough as he turned to leave the table. You gave a small wave as he left, staring off into space as you sat and thought about your night.

~ ★

quick a/n: I’m definitely gonna write a part two to this, I just figured I could use this requests to set it up so sorry anon if this isn’t as much as ya expected it to be, but I’ll be sure to start working on the next part right away!!

also; I’ll be sure to start specifying if my reqs are open/closed, sorry for that!!

[satoruhour]

not to be the bitch that makes everything abt me but i will. sometimes when we're at home and my bfs bored he'll just look at me and go "u want head ?" and i feel like gojo would do that, our little munch. dont even have to say yes cause he already knows u do lol

(also this is just a thought not an ask (im not sure if they're open so i wanted to clarify that :p ))

LMFAOOOO HE WOULD 😭😭😭😭 hes very impromptu like that and it varies from person to person but id def be a liiittle annoyed if i had plans bc i cant just cancel but also im pretty sure gojo gives heavenly head that i cant reject him.....

youd be lazing at home, a one day break from missions and youre so used to being busy that it feels odd to laze around. you can hear gojo’s whines from the living room just cause u decided to spend ur off day in a more productive way but by waking up early (and leaving him in the bed, hence the whines) but youre starting to regret it bc u can feel ur eyes drooping and staring blankly at the tv is NOT helping and gojo is just stumbling outside scratching his body under his shirt and woo wee he always look so good in the morning you have to change ur position to clench your thighs tgt

“morning baby” its cute and all but by your second movie gojo keeps yawning and hes tucked under your arm its adorbs. is terrible at timing bc he asks u when theres a main character death on the screen and youre like in a "no wait i liked that character" state. youre not ENTIRELY sad sbout it but the fact gojo asks ..... when said character on screen got shot .. LMFAOOOO???

“you want head?”

you groan, “NOW? i wanna know what happens to xyz character”

“stop lying you watched this movie before! i remembering coming home to the credits after i finished a mission.”

“man stfu”

you never can win against gojo though bc he traps u in his charm easy enough, interrupting your focus by kissing you and teasing you with words. he has no decorum 😭😭😭 soon enough hes easing you to lay back against the couch and peeling away your pants.

“youre such a bad liar baby! youre wet already”

“yeah from KISSING . not seeing han die in tokyo drift!”

“let that man GO his car isnt even all that anyway”

“you take that back right now!” it’s all banter LOL its usually like that with gojo but he cuts you off soon enough when he kitten licks your clit and you moan and youre already sighing in the middle when gojo emerges again.

“to be fair, he is pretty cute.”

“gay ass.”

gojo tsks and pouts, only laying on your thigh with a big frown.

“you wound me”

“shut up and eat my pussy.”

“okay damn!”

hello hello!

[slut4sugu]

𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐂𝐒 — MINA ASHIDO

❀ Including: agedup!characters, Mina x black!reader, use of names: mamas, pretty girl, ma, pretty girl, princess, slight suggestion towards the end, mentions of hellva boss, also since its cannon that mina is black im gonna write her as such (im keeping her pink skin tho its so pretty) So if thats a problem please keep scrolling! ❀ Genre: fluff/suggestiveness ❀ kams note: BRO I LOVE MINA SM IDK WHY I HAVENT WRITTEN FOR HER SOONER

Back to masterlist . ♬ : slumber party: ashnikko & bonetown: versokia mayday

[🌸] FIRST WEEKS DATING

Since you guys were close friends before you dated mina felt as though you were the perfect person for her to be with and she was the perffect person for you. She knew what you liked and what you didn’t. What turned you on and what creeped you out, but when it came to actually asking you out she felt a lump in her throat. You helped the pink girl calm down and told her to take her time and just say what she had to say, and once she did as such you were beyond shocked yet happy at her words.

“You like me ?” Your acrylic nail pointing to her than back to your chest, your eyes slightly wide at the news. “Yeah..I’m sorry you prolly don’t feel the same-“ You shushed her quickly by pouncing on her body the bed dipping under your weight slightly as you straddled her waist. Giggling as you shook your head. “Ash don’t be sorry, I like you too. I have since you said i was your quote ‘baby mama’.” She blushed at the confession, sitting up against her headboard hesitantly wondering if she should put her hands on your hips or not. (Despite the fact ya’ll have done gay shit before lol.) “Soo does that mean you wanna date me?” She asked, her eyes looking into your pretty brown ones. “Yesss, of course i wanna date you ash- actually i wanna be your baby mama.” You said teasingly with a slight smirk, causing Mina to loose her once shy demeanor and resort back to her regular self. “Then kiss me, pretty girl.”

You both became inseparable. Never leaving each others sides all day, and going as far to work on combination moves with your quirk (you can imagine that for yourself but if you can’t think of nothing uhh your a winx fairy ion know😭).

Even though mina spends most of her time with you and knows how comfortable you are with her, almost everytime she wants to kiss you she always asks. You say she doesn’t have to but she says that ‘I wanna make sure you wanna kiss me as much i wanna kiss you.’ (And she likes hearing you whine when she takes to long to kiss you back <3)

Loves coming over late at night to sleep in your comfy bed, explaining that she can’t sleep without having her hand on your boob. When you both know that she likes cuddling with you more than anything. Though you also know that you can’t fall asleep without her small soft hand squeezing your soft mound.

On the nights she really really misses you, she does her skin care routine at your place and hangs out with you as much as she can before going back on patrol. Promising to be in bed by your side by the time you wake up.

Always pays for your nails & hair appointments, her hero work pays well and she knows yours do too but she loves the sight of her hard money well spent on pretty hello kitty nails.

[🌸] FIRST COUPLE MONTHS

After a few months of dating you she’ll stop asking you for kisses and just give you surprise ones instead, its so cute how she’ll announce her presence with a giggle before attacking you with kisses. She’ll usually tickle you too just to get your attention for the time being, Mina loves having you all to herself and eating up your precious time when you should be doing something else.

Will gladly braid your hair for you! She’s such a sweetheart too, if you start to get tired she’ll let you lean on the inner side of her thigh and doze off while she finishes up for you. Trust n believe she’s taking dozens of pictures of your sleeping face without your knowledge <33

Definitely has gotten matching braids with you before with little beads at the end, its so pretty how the colors compliment her pretty skin. And you of course go out of your way to tell your pretty girlfriend how hot she looks with her knotless braids <33

Starts to leave her clothes over at your place just to have an excuse to come over and stay the night. And well..she loves seeing you in just underwear and her shirts. She thinks it’s the cutest and hottest thing ever <3

If you have a car/ or ride in hers she insists on driving, saying that your her pretty passenger princess and deserves to just chill and play whatever song you want

Buys matching bonnets with you once she starts to realize just exactly how important you are to her <3

Definitely watches hellva boss and LOVES versokia mayday & queen bee. Mina cosplayed for her on your birthday and lets just say yall had fun with the outfit afterwards <33

Listens to: Odetari, niki minaj, ice spice, Beyoncé, ashnikko, Lizzo, flo Milli, Megan the stallion, Marina, and ofc Summer walker

[🌸] 4+ MONTHS

Starts thinking about marrying you fr

Atp everything is natural with you, ass grabs, neck kisses that end up with hickeys on your neck visible for everyone to see. Speaking of that, Mina’s always liked showing you off even if it was slightly inappropriate when she did. Kissing you in front of others, making out with you in clubs, grinding her ass on you, etc. It doesn’t matter to Mina, she just loves showing her girl off.

Taking showers together becomes a daily thing, wash days are especially fun when Mina’s tired from hero work. Her sweet little girlfriend washes her pink hair for her, her bones turning into mush when you massage your fingers into her scalp.

Makeout sessions every day <3

Loves teasing you by calling you names, the way your eyes dart to the corner of the room just motivates Mina even more. Your facial expressions drive her up the wall, she loves how dominant you can be only to turn around and be submissive when she calls you dirty girl or doll.

You had just finished making your shared bed when you heard your girlfriend ask “Are you wearing those black panties i bought you a week ago?” Glancing over your shoulder to see Mina, who’s eyes were stuck on the visible panties that could be seen slightly below your pink bratz shirt. You hummed in response, “They are comfy as hell and I didn’t feel like putting on shorts so-“ You squeaked as you felt a hand on your lower back suddenly push you onto the bed, your arms being folded behind your back as a hand held them tightly. The other going under your shirt from behind, moving it up to fully reveal the scandalous underwear that hugged your ass. “All of this for me doll? Damn you must want something taunting me like this.” Mina’s voice sent a warmth to your core, her touch not helping as you felt her free hand drift back down to your waist and to your ass giving it a squeeze. A small sigh of pleasure escaping from your lips as you felt a heat begin to throb in between your legs with need. Leaning down against you, Mina’s boobs pressed agaisnt your back. Her breath on the shell of your ear which sent chills down your spine. “Do you want something ma? Hmm?” Her voice like silk as her hand went back to your waist, pulling you by the waist and grinding against you. “Answer me honey, you know I like hearing you say what you want.”

[autisticlancemcclain]

fic rec friday 47

hello and welcome to fic rec friday! where, on friday, i rec five of my favourite fics.

Damnit, Pidge by spirkylurkey

Pidge has some top-secret-classified-don't-tell-Keith-info that she accidentally lets slip to, you guessed it, Keith. Lance is an embarrassed mess. Keith isn't faring much better, to be honest.

this one made me LAUGH the way that this all pidge's fault and she's literally like. well. you shouldn't be so gay then. and she's right!! they're so dumb i love them

2. Operation: Faking It by @writeonclara

“What the hell, guys?” Pidge squawked, wrestling away from Matt. “Why are you pretending to be a couple?” Or: Matt and Lance pretend to be a couple because Shiro and Keith are clueless as hell.

do you guys remember shatt?? i remember shatt. adashi will always have my heart but shatt will literally always be funny bc ofc thats ur fic name. anyways. this fic is mostly klance but the entire concept is just so ridiculously goofy that u have to laugh. do you like lance and matt? do you like fake relationship to real relationship? do you like inverted tropes? do you like pining? do you like comedic jealousy? then this fic is well and truly for you because it has all that and more

3. all's well that ends well to end up with you by @coruscatingcatastrophe

Keith's jacket gets ruined, so Lance decides to be a good Samaritan and give him his. This is the beginning of the end.

megan's fic literally make me want to eat cement i'm so serious. i've read and been obsessed with TONS of her stuff but this one???? this fucking one???? oh god the slowburn kills me. the blossoming realisation that oh god we've been dating this whole time huh. the CHIVALRY...............a romance novel in the truest of senses and i am going to fry

4. as long as it won't separate you from me (i'll be fine) by @coruscatingcatastrophe

A little intrigued—not that she’d ever admit it—Pidge begins to climb the stairs. But before she even reaches halfway, the door—slams shut. All on its own, or so it seems. Pidge pauses, brows creasing in confusion, as she turns to look down at her dog. “Did you see that?” she asks. Peculiarly, she notes that Bae Bae’s fur is bristled, and he growls at the door before barking twice. That’s weird. Bae Bae never growls. Turning back to the door, Pidge feels unsettled, but she tells herself not to jump to ridiculous conclusions. There’s a logical explanation for everything. Maybe there was a gust of wind from the air conditioner, or the doorframe isn’t level. Whatever it is, she’s going to figure it out. - Or, a Beetlejuice au (kind of). Pidge isn't a fan of her new house, Lance and Keith are the ghosts haunting her attic, and together they hatch a plot to convince Shiro and Adam to skedaddle out of the house. There may be demon summoning involved. But seriously, Adam. Getting your hair set on fire really isn't that bad.

HAPPY (late) HALLOWEEN!!! ive been thinking about this fic all october and finally let myself reread it. ive never loved beetlejuice more than when i read this. it's so fun!! so interesting!! pidge gets a chance to shine!! klance are so!!! the way it had the story of beetlejuice but adapted well!! im!!

5. never thought i'd see the day in my life by @coruscatingcatastrophe

But Keith has somehow gone even paler in the short amount of time he’s been at the table, and he shakes his head. “No, something is . . .” His gaze flickers back to Lance, and he’s startled to find that Keith’s eyes are purple. They’ve got to be contacts. Ridiculous. As if the mullet and gloves and personality weren’t enough. Keith pushes away from the table abruptly, looking incredibly put-off now. “I, uh—gotta go,” he mutters, before angrily gathering up the backpack he’d dropped into the chair next to him and storming out of the cafeteria. “Huh,” Hunk says. “Well, that introduction could have gone a bit better. Don’t take it personally though; sometimes Keith’s just like that.” - Or, a Twilight au starring Lance as Bella, Keith as Edward, and the rest of the Voltron gang as themselves. Lance is insufferable, Keith is awkwardly trying to figure out why Lance is the way he is, and along the way they fall in love, or something. It's probably, definitely the best love story since Twilight itself.

now ive never read twilight and i refuse to on principle. but i didn't find this one creepy and instead it was super fun and dweeby and lance is indeed a ray of sunshine, thank you megan for noticing, and it turns out when the story isn't a hetero mormon wet dream it's actually a good time!!

that’s it for today!! i’ll see y’all back next friday for the next fic rec post!!!

[danrifics]

Hello Bethanie. my name is Nelson and i have been dating Dan for the past year and i need advice

it all started a year ago, i am from Ireland but i was visiting some friends in London. just a few months prior, i got out of a longterm relationship and was feeling down, so they took me to a gay bar to lift my spirits and thats where i saw him, the most glorious hunk of a man you’ve ever seen, the type of man you’d risk everything for, the type of man who’s smile alone could send you to the ground, the type of man you’d take home to your parents… That man was…..Phil lester. but he was unfortunately already talking to another guy but, next to him was Dan, standing there awkwardly with a hint of jealousy in his eyes as Phil chatted up the other man. I mean, Dan was very attractive but he was no Phil. “oh well. i suppose i could still take him home to meet my parents” i thought to myself as i gathered up enough courage to talk to him. as soon as i walked over to him, he started loudly flirting with me, complementing my accent and laughing at jokes i didn’t even make. almost like he was trying to prove something as he profusely glanced over at phil and the man he was talking to. Phil didn’t seem to care and i didn’t think anything of it. before i knew it Dan took me back to his house and we hooked up. the next morning i was a little shocked to find out Phil was Dan’s roommate and they built the house together. i thought it was a little strange but i overlooked it and Dan and i decided to continue seeing each other.

our relationship started off perfectly! i think we’re truly in love! however recently i started noticing some….things. for our 6 month anniversary, Dan went all out and got reservations to a fancy restaurant, i was ecstatic! i got all dressed up and headed all the way to London only to find out he took Phil with him instead…. and then valentine’s day 2024, i bought Dan very expensive gifts and he came all the way to Ireland and showed up on my doorstep with flowers and chocolates. i thought they were for me but he just asked me if i thought Phil would like them and left. then there was 3 weeks ago. it was my birthday but no one realized and i spent the day watching Dan film some really weird video with Phil, something about slime or something. they held hands and at some point Dan wore Phil’s jacket???? but it’s not just Dan, whenever Dan calls my accent sexy, Phil starts doing a very insulting impersonation of an Irish accent.

Bethanie do you think this means anything? am i overthinking things? im fairly certain these things mean nothing and Dan and i are in love but i think confirmation that im just being silly from you would help a lot!

nelson... hun... im so sorry i have to break this to you... but i think your boyfriend is in love with another man..... i looked up your boyfriend and his friend phil and i watched some videos and theres this one video dan made where he basically says he's in love with phil and im so mad for you that you had to find out this information from me, i think you deserve better nelson......

[norel-ravenclaw]

hello!! :), i would like to request a live action nami x fem reader where they go skinny dipping together for the first time, thank u!

Skinny Dipping

Nami • One Piece

Fandom: One Piece Live Action (OPLA)

Featured character: Nami

Genre: Spicy romance

Rating: 18+

Word count: 1400

Description: Skinny dipping with Nami~

(I’ve only ever seen the live action One Piece, none of the anime or manga sorry!)

Obsessed with this, so thanks anon! Also this woman helped me accept that I’m gay so I’m thrilled to see her as Nami~

WARNINGS: | gender neutral reader | basically heavy kissing and petting |

From the other side of the beach, Nami and I stand exhausted yet wired as Luffy screams something about a pistol. And just like that, it’s all over. All around us, crates and driftwood blaze. A ship is sinking off shore, with pirates screeching and shouting blame.

Zoro marches off past us, muttering under his breath and not waiting another second to get back to the Going Merry. “Fuckin pirates.”

Nami’s hair is lightly smoking. “Hell, we need a vacation.”

Sanji follows after Zoro. “And a long, hot bath.”

I finally sheath my sword. “Yep.”

~~~

Back on the ship, we all help patch each other up and make an easy meal before going our separate ways to chill.

When Nami heads towards the railing to let down the gangplank, I call after her.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going?”

Glancing over her shoulder, she gestures towards the island. “We passed by some tide pools earlier. They should be filled nicely now. Come join me.”

Aching everywhere but not wanting her to be alone on the island with survivors from Luffy’s latest (and rather ironic) dream-crushing escapade, I follow after her.

The blazing heat of the afternoon has died down some as we walk down the beach. Both too tired to say anything, I find myself glancing at her frequently, wondering how the graze wound on her shoulder is doing.

She doesn’t miss a thing as she gives me a side eye. “Either you’re trying to have a telepathic conversation with me or you’re undressing me with your eyes.”

“W-what?! No! I mean, no. I was just wandering how your shoulder is, that’s all.”

She shoots me a smirk. “Is that all?”

Blushing hard, I nod urgently. “Yeah.”

“Hm. Well that’s no fun.”

My step falters a bit in shock. I haven’t been on the crew for long, and have desperately tried to keep my infatuated crush on her a secret. So to have her flirting with me? Maybe?!

I clear my throat and catch up. “No? Then what kind of fun do you want?”

Reaching a line of boulders, she nimbly climbs up and looks back over her shoulder at me. The setting sun sets her ablaze in a phenomenal silhouette.

“Like I said.” My breath catches in my throat as she suddenly takes off her shirt. “Join me.”

My jaw is hanging slack as she drops the rest of her clothes on the rock and jumps into the water on the other side.

After a momentary mental reboot, I scramble up the rock, and am shocked by the tropical paradise awaiting beyond. A perfect ring of rock around a turquoise pool glittering in the sunset’s glow. Tropical plants and palm trees sway in the warm evening breeze. And in the water, Nami’s shock of fiery hair flows around her blissed out face as she swims, the water obscuring her bare form beneath.

“Well? Are you just going to stand there like a creep or are you gonna join me?”

“R-right. Coming!”

Trying not to overthink things (like being an idiot trying to make a show of getting naked for her) I pull off my clothes, quickly folding both our outfits so they’re easier to get into when wer’re done.

“Alright, um, coming in.” Taking a breath, I jump off into the pool.

The sudden sensation of the water enveloping me lasts only a moment before my aching muscles instantly thank me. I groan in relief at the feeling of the grime and sweat being swept away.

But then I remember that Nami is naked right next to me. IM naked right next to her. And my heart sets off racing again.

She laughs at my awkwardness and splashes some water at me. “Are ya just gonna sit there or what?”

I gasp at the sudden assault, and smirk back at her. “Oh you’ve done it now.”

Next thing we know, we’re engaged in a heated water fight, which ends with me cornered by some rocks as Nami boxes me in.

Once she’s too close for me to splash her anymore, I pull my hands back - but not before accidentally brushing her waist.

“Sorry,” I mumble.

But her eyes lock on me with a different kind of intensity. “No it’s okay.”

We stare at each other, panting a little from our game. The sun is sinking below the horizon now, leaving the most vibrant colour being her hair. …That beautiful hair sticking to her face and shoulders in sensual strands.

“You can do it again if you want.”

I can feel my face heating up. “…What?”

She moves closer, her legs brushing mine. “Like this.” I gasp as her hands go to my waist. I can’t stop myself from glancing at her lips, glistening with droplets of water.

The feel of her skin on mine under the water has my senses nearly overstimulated. “Nami…”

Her expression softens a little as she chuckles at me. “I’m telling you it’s okay. Go for it.”

There’s no holding back now. I reach out to touch her waist as well, misjudging due to the water’s altered perception - and end up grabbing onto her hips instead. I stare into her sharp blue eyes, watching every reaction as I caress her skin.

She puts her hands on my shoulders and suddenly leans in to kiss me. We part and come back again and again, trying new angles and exploring each other’s lips and tongues. I rub along her waist and back, sometimes teasing down her hips.

After she thrusts her tongue into my mouth, I grab her ass and pull her closer. The feeling of her nibbles brushing against my chest makes me gasp and moan out loud.

“Nami…” I dive in for more, attacking her neck and collarbones with kisses.

Using my shoulders for leverage, she moves to straddle one of my thighs, pressing herself against it. We both moan at the feeling, and I’m delighted that the new position lifts her out of the water enough for her small breasts to be exposed.

I lean in to kiss and gently suck at the gentle curve of her chest while she rubs herself against me. When she moans out my name, I can’t help but squeeze her ass. She reaches up to play with my nipple, but I quickly redirect her hand to her own breast. She moans appreciatively, pleasuring herself with more vigour.

We lose ourselves in the lazy yet frantic pleasure as the night settles around us. I kiss her until both our lips and her nipples are swollen.

Her moans become higher pitched as she gets closer, and I help guide her hips to keep up the rhythm of her grinding.

“That’s it. Cum all over my thigh.” I reach down to rub at her clit myself, and she whimpers urgently. Her hips buck against my hand until her whole body is wracked with undulating spasms.

I hold her waist securely as she rides out her high, finally dropping her head on top of my own.

“Damn, that was good,” she pants.

I rub her thigh comfortingly. “Yeah? You look like you’re in heaven.”

She moves down to meet my eye and kisses me again.

Just then, we hear voices from a distance.

“Damn, they’ll find us,” she complains. Looking back at me, I can see her expression twist a little in the moonlight. “You did’t get your turn.”

I smile at her and kiss the tip of her nose. “I’d do anything for you, you know. Use me for your pleasure anytime. It’s worth it to see you feeling so good.”

At this, she freezes a little, and I wonder if she’s blushing. “…Thanks.”

Happy to have gotten to see her shy, I chuckle. “Come on, let’s get dressed, milady.”

I help her up to the rocks (given that her thighs are still shaking) and hand her the clothes I’d folded earlier. We race to dress before Usopp’s voice is close enough that we can shout out a reply.

“Nami! Y/n! Where’d you guys go?”

“Yeah yeah, we’re coming! Don’t get yourself in a snit!”

I smirk at her annoyed tone, and again she looks at me a little bashfully. Fuck that’s adorable…

Hearing them getting closer, I reach over to help pull her shirt down over her stomach as she tugs her pants on.

Standing so close, she whispers, “So uh, anytime, you said?”

Unable to hold back my smile, I give her a quick kiss. “Any damn time at all.”

[0rah-s]

Sinbad (Magi) and his divorced wife (modern au please, or if you don't feel comfortable with that, you can do it in the regular world)

Reader divorced him because of how he viewed things and how close he would get with other women, she's kinda gay

And Sinbad is kind of sad because of the fact that the only woman he truly loved wants nothing to do with him.

Even add a gremlin, a kid to the mix if it entertains you!!

Pls 💛

You don't have to if you don't want too!!

Sinbad x ex-wife!reader

Cw: fem reader, written in second person, english isn't my first language, you have an adopted kid, disloyalty from him, idk.

A/n: thank you for requesting and im so sorry for taking so long to do your request, writer's block be hitting harder lately. Hope you enjoy it mwah!!

How many times had he entertained the young women who threw themselves at him in the middle of your dates, right in front of your eyes?

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Never could you say anything about it as its not like he was really cheating on you, he was "just playing" as he loved to say. It drove you insane.

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In addition to his borderline unfaithfulness, there was also his questionable morals and the things he did to get what he wanted. All of it always rubbed you the wrong way but you fought to love him anyway.

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But as we all know, ine can only fight for so long.

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All of it kept adding up and and you found yourself bothe sat at the kitchen table. You slide him a paper - a divorce settlement document.

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He tried to give you excuses and promised he would change but you were set, there's no way you'd lock yourself in a toxic cycle of wrong-doing, excises, and forgivness forever.

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After the divorce,

You went on with your life like nothing happend

Of course it still stung to part from the man you loved oh so much but you had to move on.

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Weeks pass and he isn't the same anymore. He went out to different bars and surrounded himself with ladies, reminding himself that he didn't need you.

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What a conman.

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He desperately needed you. Being a man of his position there wasn't many he could trust, somehow he opened up to you and gave you his heart. He knew how precious your love was to him yet he ruined it - entirely by himself. He'll never experience somehing like this again.

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Guilt hollowing him as he grieves the missing part of him and as he thinks of the sadness he caused you. He'd become a waste.

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Fast forward, you grew as a person and became successful, no longer the women you used to be.

Things kept getting better and better for you as if taking the weed out of your life made place for a rich and flowery garden to bloom effervescently.

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You could finally breath.

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Long after, you adopted a gremlin a kid!

You gave them the ever best life they deserved and enjoy life as a successful mother and child. Life simply couldn't get better.

.

Then he saw you.

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Then you saw him.

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He couldn't belive it's, the then live of his life standing right in front of him after years of no contact.

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"H-hi..." He uttered, trying his best to make himself sound more confident - it failed.

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"Hello" you replied coldly.

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A long awkward silence took over when you decide to walk away before he starts to question about your life or worst - enter it again.

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"I should go" you sai as you walk past him but barely a couple step away and he grips your wrist.

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Tho he was strong, his hold on you was gentle, almost pleading.

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"Please wait? Can we talk?" He asks trying his best to think of ways to have you remain by him even for a little longer.

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"What is there to talk about sinbad? We're over"

You say curtly, not wanting to go weak and give in to him in the way is face begged you to.

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He notices the young child beside and questions flooded his mind. 'A child? Was it hers? Ours? Hasd she found someone new? How much of their lives have i missed?' Then guilt came back stronger than ever, not being made easy but the way the kid clutched on your trousers.

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"Mom, who's that?" They ask innocently.

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"An old friend, dear" you smile at your child lovingly.

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An old friend, those words rung in his head like hell bells.

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He let go of your wrist and she walked away.

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You sufferd through him, why shouldn't he? Regardless of how he feels you have more to care about.

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He'll find a way to heal, you wish him that much. But for now the only thoughts in your head is what you're going to do today to make this day unforgettable for your child and yourself.

[screaminglygay]

third time is a charm, right? (part four)

pairing: natasha romanoff x fem!reader, wanda maximoff x fem!reader, natasha romanoff x wanda maximoff

summary: getting to know wanda and natasha must be wonderful, right?

warnings: swearing, bad flirting once again, hints of sexual themes

word count: 2.4k

an: hi! hello! im back, hopefully my wifi will work forever from now on. thank youuuu for all of your support, i love you guys so much!!! so sweet!  💞 💕 💞 

(italica = your thoughts)

In the last three days you checked your phone like nine billion times, still nothing. Being frustrated is a weak word to use in this situation. You were furious, screen time on your phone went up by 89% as it almost hit the number of 13 hours per day. You could make a bet that you´ve seen every Instagram post, every latest information on twitter, in the second it was posted.

I am going to die, I swear. Did I just get ghosted again? Again?  

You let out a big sigh, looking around your room makes you go back to reality as you notice the mess. Not just in your head, but also everywhere around your camp spot, for the past days. Seeing this doesn’t make you very happy, but you're really not in the mood to clean up this bomb situation.

Your phone buzzes.

Every thought bothered by the junk in your living room is now out of your mind at the same speed as it came in. Jumping for your phone wasn’t the smartest idea as you stab yourself with something, you grab it.

What the fuck? A fork?  

The fork is being thrown away, landing somewhere between your box from take-out and dirty sleeping shirt.  

Your phone buzzes again.

Finally, you took it and looked at your messages. Your eyes quickly scan who texted you. It´s Natasha.

Oh my god! It´s her! Yes! Celebrations!

You smiled to yourself as you did something like a cheerful winning dance. Knowing you´re alone, you went fully in with that dance moves. Clicking on the message so you can get some satisfaction makes your heart skips a beat.

Natasha🔥

<12:49>

Hey sweetheart! We´re at town, would be okay if we came to yours for a bit?  

<12:50>

To talk of course 😉

Your cheeks immediately turn to a shade of pink. The heat makes you take off your hoodie, but it does not help at all, you stand up and start to walk around the messy room, dodging everything that lies on the floor. Looking back at the phone, your fingers quickly type your agreement.

They did not ghost me, nice.  

Your phone buzzes one more time.

Natasha🔥

<12:55>

20 minutes and we will be there! xx

You look around and a sigh of relief escapes your mouth. Typing quick “okay” as a reply must be enough, your brain can't type more than that as you're already smiling. Only happy thoughts in your head, the two gorgeous women are actually sent from heaven. Sitting back on the couch did not last long, you got back up as you noticed that the mess was still everywhere, and you had 20 minutes to clean it.

Shit.

You cursed yourself for being gay mess, literally. Being the clumsy you, it took you seven slip ups on your own clothes and three times spilling the same coffee cup to understand that you have zero chance of cleaning this in time.  

Okay, come (Y/N), you’ve got this.

You look at the floor where the spilled coffee is slowly rolling to you.

Maybe I don’t.  

The more you look around the more you feel trapped, the chaos on the ground surrounds you. You don´t even know where most of the things came from. Papers and books are scattered across the coffee table, empty snack wrappers the floor, and a pile of laundry has found its way onto the couch as well as on the ground, chair and somehow even on the kitchen counter. Taking off your rings sounds like a good first step.

Sigh.

Determined, you grab an old towel and luckily you find a bucket, so you fill it with soapy water, ready to clean it all. As you kneel, you can't help but wince at the sticky sensation as your hands encounter the wet mess. You start scrubbing aggressively, hoping to remove every trace of the many accidents. But the coffee spill is just the beginning. Your eyes dart around the room, searching for the next task. You spot the papers first, and you quickly gather them up, trying to sort them into some order.

Burger king coupon? Where did i even get this?

You aim it from a distance, thinking you won't need to take the extra five steps to actually put it in the trashcan. Unexpectedly, your aim is much better than you thought it was possible. You grin with pride, quickly forgetting that you have work to do.

Okay, what´s next? Oh.

Rushing to the couch, you scoop up the pile of laundry, quickly folding and stacking them in a corner. It's not perfect, but it will have to do for now. Time ticks away, urging you to keep moving. The once cluttered floor now starts to regain its sense of space, giving you a glimmer of hope that you might finish in time.

But the clock continues to tick faster and faster, and there's still work to be done. You dart around the room, dusting off surfaces, straightening cushions, and rearranging misplaced items. Your hands move swiftly, almost instinctively, as you strive to restore order to your living room.

It doesn't look that bad. It looks like my old apartment... kinda-ish.

It's not perfect, but it's significantly improved. The spilled coffee has faded, the papers are neatly stacked, and the floor is no longer a minefield of wrappers and clothes. You take a moment to catch your breath, wiping sweat from your forehead.

Quickly running to the bathroom, you take the first perfume and spray it in the living room. Breathing faster than you should you start coughing at the way too sweet perfume hitting your nose.

With only moments to spare, you make a final sprint to the front door, checking your appearance in the mirror. Taking a deep breath, you steady yourself for your angel's arrival, hoping that they will see it as a normal apartment, despite the recent chaos that had occupied you and your living room.

Ding ding.

Oh my god, they are here! Okay, it´s happening. Everybody stay calm. Everybody stay calm down! Haha, office reference.

You giggle at your own thoughts as you peak at yourself one more time in the mirror, winking at yourself.

That was cringe.

You shake your head a little bit, trying to gain confidence you once definitely had somewhere. Quickly opening the door was one way ticket to gay panic once again. Your heart skips a beat as you take in their presence. Natasha, with her confident stance and piercing gaze, smiles as you open the door.  

Beside her stands Wanda, radiating an otherworldly aura. Her expressive eyes hold a mixture of sweetness and authority at the same time.

Speechless for a moment, you find yourself in the presence of two ladies who probably have the superpower of looking heavenly in any circumstances. The gravity of their presence fills the room, and you can't help but feel hotter than from the world record cleaning you did just a minutes ago.

“Hello, pretty girl.” red head said.

“Hi! Hello, welcome!” You move to the side so they both can enter your apartment.

Welcome? What am I? A bellboy or something?

Closing the door, you let out a big sigh, trying to get your brain cells together to work as a team.

They both walk in, looking around the place you're living in. Trying to take small details about you, Wanda immediately looks at the pictures you have on the wall. Bunch of meaningfull and meaningless pictures together.

“Aww you look very cute here, is this your dog?” Wanda asks with a wide smile as she turns to look at you for a second and then she looks back on the pictures.

“Uh no, that was... Uh my friend´s dog.” You stutter a little bit, that caused Natasha to look at you straight away.

“Friend´s?” She comes closer to you. “I don’t like lying, sweetheart, do you love?” She tilts her head, and her beautiful eyes look at her girlfriend.  

“Nope.” Wanda smirks already knowing what´s about to come, but still pays more attention to the pictures.

Natasha's eyes meet yours, her gaze steady and observant. Swallowing hard was another indicator for the older woman that you're not telling the whole truth.

“Technically it´s not a lie.” Your eyes squint a little bit.

Hearing Wanda let out a very adorable chuckle didn’t help you at all. But you don’t dare to look at her, you're still fixated on Natasha, who is watching you like a mother who is waiting for your explanation after being at a parent - teacher meeting.

“But practically we were uh more than friends...” you squint your eyes even more, biting the inside of your cheek as a replacement of fidgeting with your rings as you took them off while you were cleaning.  

“You were?” She was playing with you, it was obvious, you knew it right away. Simply nodding wasn’t the answer here, but you suddenly lost your voice. It was like she caught it and with her big, muscular fist and didn’t plan on letting go any time soon.  

You clear your throat, hoping it would give you few milliseconds to think of an answer.

“That´s why the picture is ripped. He was uh also there, but I cut him off. I love his dog thought.” You try to laugh it off, but Natasha maintains the same face expression. “I call it my straight era.” another joke that actually worked this time. 

All of you laughed at that statement.

Bingo. Mrs. Joker is back in the game. Oh gosh. Cringe, extra cringe. Calm down. Please and thank you.

“We all had that era.” Natasha added, while Wanda came back and nodded.

“I get it though, that dog is very cute.” she chuckled.

You smile at Wanda but hearing Natasha´s comment made you turn back to her.

“Oh, you did? Tell me more!” You smirked looking at Natasha, hoping she will tell you something about her “straight era”. “Pretty please!”  

“Aw you have such a nice manners, darling. Okay, alright.” Natasha giggles. Wanda was already sitting down as she almost broke your arm dragging you with her as well. She pulled you towards her, so you were sitting on her lap.

“Oh... um I-” you blushed already feeling the warm feeling in your stomach.

“We need to train this a little, baby, you're just sitting in my lap now, can you imagine other things? You would explode.” Wanda winked at you, wrapping her hand around you, squeezing you a little tighter. As Natasha finally sits next to you on the couch, watching your interaction with Wanda.

After two hours of talking from your first boyfriends to your favorite episode of Scooby-Doo, you figure out both of them are not so different from you. Maybe Natasha owning a big motorcycle company and Wanda owning architectural corporation makes them richer than you, but besides that. You three are pretty similar. You have lots of things in common, reading, watching movies and shows, cooking, going on walks, cuddling.  

Wanda and you were having the longest conversation about why Emily Dickinson is the best poet, while Natasha only knew she was very fruity and wrote a poetry, but she was admiring how you and her girlfriend were understanding each other so effortlessly without speaking like a normal human being. When the new topic finally came in, Natasha took the lead and asked you a bunch of questions about your favorite music. When she showed her playlist, you had to let out a big laugh.

“Taylor Swift, really?” you look at her, while you shift at Wandas lap to get a better look at her playlist.

“What? I don’t look like a Swiftie?” She acted like she was hurt by your words.

“Uh, no?” you laugh even more. “You look like a Nirvana kind of guy, Blink 182, Pink Floyd, but not a Swiftie, no.” you admit.

“When we started seeing each other I told her I like Taylor Swift, since then she is listening to her non-stop.” Wanda explained.

“See? That makes sense. Wanda...” you nod towards her “the ray of sunshine is a Swiftie and it make so much sense.”  

“So just because I wear black that means I can't listen to Taylor?” She fights playfully back.

“I didn’t say you can't, I just meant that you... a motorcycle company owner who wears leather even as a pj´s won't just play Shake It Off in her shop.” you try to make your point.

“True. Because I think Shake It Off is a song that gets too much credit, just because it´s a simple pop. But something like Eyes open or Better Than Revenge would be great to play in there.” she smiles “Also I don’t think people would mind if I played anything like Lover, because sometimes you much rather hear a song that speaks to you, other than something that just sounds okay and has a lots of drums in it.” she finishes you off.

You don’t say anything at all, you just nod.

“It was your game and you still lost, baby.” Wanda teases you a bit.

“Okay, fine. Fair points, you won.” Even though you don’t want to, you admit it.

“Like I always do.” She moves closer and kisses your cheek.

You tense in Wanda´s arms.

“Relax, detka. We got you.” Wanda whispers in your ear, slowly moving her hands to your stomach as Natasha comes closer to you.

“Yeah, (Y/N). Relax, baby.” Natasha finally connects your lips together as she makes your mind empty. The gentle pressure of her lips against yours sparks a surge of warmth. Her touch evokes a tingly sensation that makes your heart skip a beat. The warmth and softness of her touch imprint upon your senses, etching a memory that you know will linger long after the kiss is over. But for now, her lips are in the perfect place, on yours. If this wasn’t enough, you feel other lips on your neck. As Wanda´s lips trail along your neck, a shiver dances down your spine, electrifying every inch of your being. The gentle press and release of the younger woman kisses unleash pleasure and vulnerability at the same time, leaving a mark, both physical and emotional on your neck. 

Your brain is now overtaken by these two goddesses, leaving it empty as the first time you saw them.

That empty you don’t even realize that they didn’t need you to text them your address to find out where you live.

an2: let me know your thoughts on this and what should happen next! If i didn´t tag you, let me know as well and i´ll add you!!

taglist: @arualdcg​ @beholdagaywriter​ @snowdrop1026​ @itsdoni@newawakening9​ @aliherreraaa @zzswiftyzz​ @lesbiantothemoonandback​

[magicalrocketships]

ok im ready to be converted. what f1 fics do u recommend to start my full brain rot?

EXCELLENT, my plan is working (make people like what I like). Here is a very small and somewhat random selection, mostly Daniel/Max except where stated. Extremely loosely grouped. I've said if they're focused on them racing (grid), even if it's an AU. I have not associated anyone's ao3 handle with their tumblr name, so apologies for that. Do come back and tell me your thoughts and feelings. (!!)

F1 TASTING MENU (Maxiel Flavour)

Amuse Bouche: an opening vid

maxiel x 2022 season - “i would just draw it at like, i wouldn’t say love” by @daniel-enchante

Starters (shorter (ish) fics)

Cool Things to Say to Your Soulmate - words by powerfulowl, art by loveleah (grid, E): Only dumbasses get goosed. If a Soulmate Goose of Enforcement comes to intervene in your love life, it is a clear sign you have fucked up. You’re so bad at navigating human relationships that the universe thinks a violent waterfowl impervious to damage and capable of walking through walls will actually improve the situation. 

i carry your heart with me by capsize (grid, M): “What’s up little guy?” Daniel asks – because like his car, Max’s heart is a boy too – and moves the heart from the desk into his lap. “Is Max not paying attention to you? He can be a bit of a cunt, yeah? No, I know.” Or, five times someone found Max’s heart, and one time they kept it.

Just kissed you hello by charlotte_stant (grid, M): Everything freezes for a long moment—and then Daniel’s heart is back to beating and it’s fine, he can see how funny the situation is. “Maximus, my brother, my comrade,” he says, “what the fuck, mate. I’m not gay, ok?"

Amuse Bouche: another vid

max and daniel at redbull by @love-leah

Main Course (longer fics)

Good To You by TheNorthRemembers (grid, E): Max walks and talks like he has a big dick. He always has, and it’s not like Daniel ever really thought about Max’s dick, but he just- He assumed, maybe. That the equipment would match the attitude. That at the very least what Max is packing, would be completely average. The fact, that apparently it’s not- Well. Daniel doesn’t know what to do with that information, in more ways than one. Or: Max a small dick, Daniel is into it; lots of sex and a bit of angst ensue

my kind's your kind by hardlythewiser (grid, series, E, Max/Kelly/Daniel, resolving with Max/Daniel): Max can talk about it now, out of bed, casual. Kelly helped him practice, talking about it like it was just another activity, like her tennis lessons or nights out with friends, ever since that first time. But she doesn't say anything now.

To the Victor Belong the Spoils by powerfulowl (hunger games AU, E): Daniel didn’t kill anyone in the arena. He’s the one untarnished Hunger Games victor. The beautiful boy who stole the hearts of Panem with a fishing net and a smile. He can kiss babies and sell sun cream and fuck who they tell him to fuck and suck on the fingers that feed him– he’s not gonna bite. But then Max wins the Hunger Games. Max bites.

Amuse Bouche: vid time

"what's going on between you and max verstappen?" by @love-leah

Dessert (where the focus is on sex)

Sweeter than I ever knew by purples_all_the_way_down (grid, girls, E): Daniel has never had an orgasm. Somehow (Charles, it's always Charles), Max gets involved. Things get complicated.

I just want to know you like nobody ever has by 33Max (grid, E): They are in the bathroom, Daniel had insisted that he needed a shower if they were going to do this. He’s still damp, Max hadn’t even waited for him to dry himself off before he was pushing Daniel against the counter and dropping to his knees behind him.

Coffee (something different)

both hands tied on the wheel by kayshea (George Russell/Toto Wolff, grid, E): George feels, stupidly, like a cat that’s been stroked. Like his skin is electric. It’s what everyone has been saying to him all day, but it feels different, somehow, coming from Toto.

if i should come upon your house lonely by withfeathers (Lewis Hamilton/Hanna Prater/Sebastian Vettel, grid, E): The summer after Sebastian's retirement, Lewis visits Switzerland for a week. Nothing about it goes as he expected.

[shygirl4991]

Azure Potion Chapter 2 Let me In

Summary: When SMG3 accidentally drinks a truth potion he ends up confessing his crush on SMG4 to Mario and Meggy. Sworn to secrecy the pair come up with a plan to find out Fours feelings and get the boys together. 

Fic inspired by Indigo Secret by @lizaluvsthis Later Chapter Next Chapter Tags: fluff, humor, truth potion, love confessions, secret crush, first kiss, coffee and bombs!

The moment SMG3 landed on the showgrounds he bolted to his cafe, locking it and making sure it was sealed before dashing to his room. Meggy sighs watching him “I should have the extra pages on me still, maybe one of them has a cure.” she starts looking at the pages, Mario sighs not understanding why Three doesn't just confess already. Meggy was so focused on reading the pages that she doesn't notice SMG4 was stepping out of the castle, Mario turns, sees Four and panics, shaking Meggy “Mario im trying to read!” She turns to glare at the plumber only to notice a nervous expression.  “SMG4 hello!!” he waves exaggeratedly to keep the man's eyes on him while Meggy shoves the pages into her pockets.  

SMG4 smiles at them “Hey, how was the dark web you guys got everything?” He looks around trying to find his partner.  Meggy lets out a nervous chuckle “It went amazing right Red?” Mario started to sweat as he gave a thumbs up “Pingas!” Meggy sighs as she turns to face SMG4.  Feeling something was off he looked Meggy and Mario up and down “You guys sure nothing went wrong? Usually when SMG3 gets things for a  bomb he would kidnap me to show me how they work, how the castle is still standing is a miracle.” 

Meggy nods “He said something about Eggdog needing a bath!” Hearing this SMG4 relaxed, pleased to know his friends were okay he waved goodbye and returned to his castle to finish editing his videos. Mario cheered that the pair managed to avoid getting caught in their lie, Meggy on the other hand turned looking at three’s coffee n bomb concerned.

SMG3 sits on his bed frustrated, he knows the dark web like the back of his hand and yet here he is cursed with a truth potion for a whole week. Eggdog snuggles up to his father sensing how upset he is, Three looks down giving his son a small smile “Thanks Eggdog, today just isn't my day now those two idiots know about..UGH!” he throws himself on the bed blushing. They know he is in love with his long time rival, what is he supposed to do for a whole week. Keeping closed would lose him money, he can't open because if one right question is asked the truth will be free.  He hears his phone ding, taking it out he sees its a text from SMG4.

His heart flutters as he unlocks the phone and see the message “Hey talked to M&M happy to know things went smooth, can't wait to see those bombs your making”

He chuckles softly at the text picturing the other man's face while reading it, and it seems the idiots manage to keep SMG4 from suspecting anything. He starts typing away “Just you wait this bomb is going to blow your mind with its power!” After hitting send he gets up and sighs. He just needs to stay away for a whole week. How hard could that be? 

A knock on the door caught his attention, peeking he saw Meggy waving at him “Three i have a few pages maybe one can help!” hearing this he ran and opened the door for her and Mario. Once they were in he blocks and seals the door again, Meggy takes everything out of her pocket.  SMG3 walks to the counter for Meggy to go over the pages, Mario on the other hand gets distracted seeing the glowing blue flower. SMG3 frowns looking at the other pages “Love potion, red string potion, ew a frog potion geez what a fairy tale. Squid none of these sound like they will help with the whole I CAN ONLY SPEAK THE TRUTH!”

Mario shrugs “Mario doesnt get why you don't just tell SMG4, you both are super gay for each other!”

SMG3 lets out a bitter chuckle “Right, hey SMG4 I know we just became friends but turns out i have a crush on you. That's how you ruin friendships idiot plus we all know he is married to his youtube channel, nothing can or will happen.” Meggy nods thinking to herself, how did SMG4 feel about Three. The pair were always together these days, naturally they would hold hands without there being any danger. She swears that Four spends more time at the cafe than anyone else in the crew, she remembers in the past how SMG4 would tell her how he hated coffee. That's when SMG3 joined the crew and offered for the first time a cup, Four drinked it with a smile and suddenly he became a coffee drinker.

Maybe there was something there, she looks at the pages and decides to ask something risky “What if we ask SMG4 for help?” Three’s eyes go wide from that “WHAT NO! That idiot finds out he will have all the ammo on me!” Meggy crosses her arms staring at the man “You really think SMG4 is that kind of person?” SMG3 stays silent looking down, suddenly he opens the door kicking Meggy and Mario out “I’ll figure this out on my own!” He slams the door and goes to the back room. He sighs sliding down the wall, now sitting on the floor he thinks of Meggy's words. It was risky, if SMG4 is still that person from before, how can he be so sure his secret won't leak cause Four will say something stupid. 

Meggy glares at the cafe before picking up the papers, she looks around noticing the flower she had was missing. Deciding it wasn't important at the moment she put the papers in her pocket, she turns to the castle and walks to it “Come on Red we need to tell Four that Three is in trouble!” SMG4 sat there staring at the pair as they explained everything to him, silently he gets up and dashes out of the castle surprising the pair. Four was worried he knows how important privacy is for the man, being an open book is asking for trouble. He takes out his copy of the cafe keys and goes in,  knowing that Three wouldn't want to see his face he would be hiding in the back room. He walks over to the wall and  sits on the other side saying “Hey Three…are you okay i felt something off.” 

SMG3 hugs himself, feeling the truth bubble its way out little by little. “No, today has been a shit show and I don't want you here.” SMG4 hums thinking of a way to get him to talk which was tricky knowing about the potion. He wanted to ask something that SMG3 would tell him out of free will, he smiled to himself as he stretched his hand so it could be seen by Three “I get your upset..but don't freeze me out…please let me in.” Three looks at the man’s hand and looks away “I’m sorry…it's best if you leave me alone this week, get it? I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE!”  SMG4 gets up and places his hand on the wall “SMG3 please, i hate feeling you in pain..i wont judge or hurt you arent we partners?” Three slowly turns to the wall placing his own hand on it, he slightly smiles as he feels the meme energy from the other side.

“I cant…it will ruin everything, so get out of here…baka,” with that he walks into the elevator hoping that Four wouldn't follow him. Four stands there thinking how he could gain Three’s trust, he walks out of the cafe and notices Mario smirking at him. The look sent a chill down his spine “uh Mario why are you looking at me like that?”

Mario hands him a bottle with a strange blue liquid “Is that the…potion?” he looks up to see a mischievous grin grow on his face. Mario’s plan was simple: if both men were under the truth potion then they have no choice but to finally admit how gay they are for each other. Slowly four reach and take the bottle “How..did you get this?” Mario takes out the recipe with a flower missing petals “Mario is very good at cooking!” The choice was now in SMG4 hand, if they both are under the potion  he could understand Three and help him last the week or come up with a plan for them to hunt for a cure. Then again Mario made this, can he really trust this wouldn't kill him or do something worse. As he stares at the potion he remembers the pain he felt from SMG3, closing his eyes he chugs the drink. 

[genderqueerdykes]

i'm sorry to come into your inbox with a weird question but someone called me out on this but i don't know what i did wrong.

is it inappropriate for me, as a trans-masc bi person, to say i love butches? i mean, it's... true. i am attracted to butches and butch women. i think they're amazing and they've had my back ever since i was a little kid. i still feel safe with butches even tho im not part of the community anymore they said it's gross for me to be attracted to and love butches... is butch a lesbian-specific identity? does it not mean what i think it means? i'm so confused idk what i said wrong... :(

hello there!

nope, that's not inappropriate at all! many butches are transmasc as well! butch is a term that refers to queer masculinity above all else, it's not owned by women and is not lesbian specific. butch can mean masculine lesbian women, but it can also mean transmascs, trans men, gay cis men, bears, etc. and besides it's not a bad thing for you to be attracted to butch women regardless of how you identify!

also it's never bad for bisexual people to be attracted to a specific gender or presentation regardless of how they identify- remember that you are experiencing queer attraction. bisexual attraction is inherently queer

attraction is not harmful or wrong. you are experiencing a feeling, and as long as you are respectful with how you express it, if you choose to, there's nothing wrong with feeling that way! if you choose to try to pursue a relationship with a butch person, just make sure to be respectful of their boundaries and ask if they are okay with dating folks of your identity. there's nothing wrong with that, i think it's best to not assume who people are and are not attracted to

hope that helps! butch is not an identity that is exclusive to lesbians, and a lot of butches are transmasculine. there's not an issue with you being attracted to butches. have a great day! take care!

[kairiscorner]

HELLO HI!!! I was the one who requested the Gwen prom prompt and i was BALLING. Oh my god you’re amazing!!! Wala lang napaiyak lang ako HEKSJSKSJKSKS IM SO HAPPY WITH HOW IT TURNED OUT!!! LOAF IT!!

If it isn’t a bother! I wanna rec again 🥺🙏

May i req a pampering-esque fic? Gwen x reader again!! (Haha im GAY!!)

Details: The reader is on their period, first day. They’re anemic too so it sucks ballz!! The thing is! This happened while Gwen was at her house and they had a sleepover the day before (As friends or more?) and Gwen had to witness everythingggg. The horrible cramps when waking up, the turning pale, feeling faint, round trips to the bathroom, the breathing exercises and etc! The reader told Gwen what to do, (to get iron pills, fruit and something to eat) so Gwen wouldn’t panic lol! (Go ahead and play around with it again! Doesn’t hav to be exact!! + take ur time & rest! bka overloaded ka 😚👐)

Loaf u and ur work so much have a wonderful day, week, MONTH AND ETC!!! 🥺🙏‼️

hello !!! :DD OMG THANK YOU POOOO !! YOU TOO <333 ALSO YES, I HAVE BEEN MEANING TO MAKE PERIOD COMFORT RELATED FICS, THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME THE IDEA <:DD

i get your pain--gwen stacy x fem!reader

summary: you woke up to the feeling of pain in your abdomen, the feeling of a warm rushing flow down there, and a lot of cranky feelings from your hormones beginning to get out of whack. luckily, your girlfriend's got you, she's here to make sure the only thing you'll feel as long as you're with her is nothing but pure comfort, despite being on 'the dot'. word count: 750

last night was a complete and total blur to you after 10 PM, all you remember was falling asleep in gwen's arms and just... kinda blacking out. you do remember it was a wonderful night, but all you could focus on now was the splitting pain in your abdomen as you realized the period flood was coming. you rushed for gwen's bathroom and changed, hoping you didn't leave any stains on her bed. you came back, wobbling and a little sick due to how light-headed you'd get when your flow would be this strong, and fortunately enough, her sheets were still clean when you got up.

you sighed as you sat yourself down on a bean bag in her room, placing a big plushie you brought with you down on your abdomen to try alleviating the pain. it wasn't the most effective tactic, but it had to do for the time being. you tried to sleep again, but the sharp pain in your lower abdomen hurt like hell. trying to sleep through it wasn't an option, and luckily, not for long either; because as soon as the pain came in, gwen woke up. she greeted you a good morning as she yawned, with you muttering a good morning back to her.

gwen looked at you and noticed you looked a lot less... vibrant than last night, a little more sullen and tired, even from having just woken up earlier. "hey, you okay?" she asked you as she climbed out of bed and walked over to you. since it was gwen, you could tell her just what kind of hell you had to endure for the week. "it's shark infested waters right now." you told her as she nodded and headed for her drawers, fetching you her finest-quality pads and tampons for you to choose from. "for you, m'lady." she said as she handed them to you on bended knee.

you giggled at her gallantry as you graciously accepted the feminine products she handed to you. "why, thank you, lady stacy." you thanked her as she smiled up at you and got up. you tucked the products away in your almost empty emergency case and as gwen sat down next to you with a slight smile on her face. "y'need anything else? i have iron supplements if you need any, since, y'know... periods aren't exactly very good for your anemia." she offered to you, which you smiled back at and nodded. "thanks, but don't worry, i'm fine right now. i guess all i need right now is..." you were about to finish as your stomach let out a loud grumble, causing for gwen to nod and extend a hand out to you to help you up. "i've got you, don't worry. breakfast is on the way." she said as you took her hand and stood up.

you and gwen ended up making breakfast together, what with her dad having left earlier that day, you two made it all on your own. though breakfast was great, you still felt the stinging pain and heaviness around your lower abdominal region, and every time you cried out even a little bit in pain, gwen looked over at you with concern and asked you what it was you needed, she'd get it for you. she brought you a hot pack when you told her the cramping was worsening, and before you even told her you needed them, she gave you pain killers right away. "i promise, i'll take care of you as long as you're here with me." she said as she placed her hand over yours and smiled at you.

you smiled back at her as you felt her hand on yours. you leaned close towards her and pecked a kiss on her forehead. "thank you, gwinny..." you thanked her as gwen felt herself blush a ton from your kiss, her cheeks tinting with dark reds and undertones of pink as her smile widened and she giggled involuntarily out of being flustered by your kiss. "no problem, love." she said as she kissed your forehead this time. you felt incredibly lucky to have her with you then and there, to have her understand and know exactly what you may need or want right then and there and just be with you and not assume for you what you need--you felt more and more safe and comfortable with her, when she's like this, maybe shark week'll be way more bearable with her by your side.

a/n: I NEED A GWEN IN MY LIFE PLEASE 🛐🛐🛐

tags !! @luvstarrstruck @maxoloqy @fiannee