#i was fine moving it. it wasnt that heavy lol

[allylikethecat]

as someone who knows absolutely nothing at all about horses / horse riding, i am. obsessed. with all the king's horses. i loved the new chapter 🥰

Ahhhh thank you so much for reading!! I know this AU is very niche (and that myself and maybe like three other people are the target audience lol) but I am just so thankful for all of the support it has received and that people are still willing to give it a chance! I have so much fun working on it (and was literally flatting my horse after work today day dreaming about the fic lol) and I love horses SO MUCH so getting to combine these two things makes me extra happy! Thank you SO MUCH for reading, and if you ever have any horse questions let me know! I've been trying to make things clear to not horse people as well, but if I ever get too "nerdy horse girl" about it let me know! Thank you for reading and your kind words about the new chapter and sending this ask!! I hope you had a wonderful Friday and that you have the best weekend!

❤️Ally

[r4vn]

—SNAKE'S TONGUE

farleıgh x reader 【1/2】

w.c: 4,148

disclaimers: nsfw, cursing, heavy sexual tension, teasing, versfem!reader, vers!farleigh, heavy kissing/making out, enemies to lovers, porn w plot, impatient farleigh, fighting for dominance, slight ignorance? (lol you'll see), sexual frustration, arguing

—synopsis: your friend venetia invites you to stay with her for easter weekend. while you do, you bump heads with a sharp tongued male, who is around every corner you turn and you eventually go up against his words.

a/n: this will have a second part!!!..im soo sorry the intro is long. the places mentioned are also real places i couldnt make up anything lol kdjddkks. im rlly excited for you guys to read..i just love tension ahh...enjoy! stay tuned for the second part !

— part ²: here

「divider by @/ cafekitsune」

you had been friends with venetia since secondary school. she was a year older, you were 15 and she was 16. were you two the bestest of best friends? maybe not. but were you two were one of the only friends to each other since then. sure you had a couple of above surface friends, but venetia knew things personal of you. venetia was labled "the black sheep" in her family. one of the very few family members that didn't paint the world full of luxurious, narrow-minded bliss, yet had to play along on her exterior.

how you two became friends wasnt a rather complex story. you were sitting outside at breaktime during secondary school, fumbling with the hem of your school jacket on a bench. you watched as other cliques happily chatted about going to a cafe after school or grabbing dinner. it wasn't really your strongsuit on making friends, because it was always a hassle. venetia had suddenly appeared next to you, and her hand held out a couple of cigarettes. you were appalled she was just holding out a cigarette on school grounds so carelessly.

"no one's going to tell, just take it." you stared at the two cylindrical-shaped tobacco stick's between her fingers before briskly grabbing it to take it out of open view. she shoots you a half smile before lighting hers. you darted your head around to see the teachers occupied by other students or teachers, forcing yourself to relax your shoulders. you held up the cigarette toward the blonde, silently asking for a light.

"venetia, you?" you answered with your name before inhaling smoke into your lungs slowly. she nodded in response. the two of you sat in a mildly comfortable silence and watched others interact. it wasn't long till teachers signaled it was time to head inside again, you and venetia putting out the cigarettes and grinding them into the ground with the heel of your shoes. throughout junior high, you and venetia would sneak off for a smoke and get to know each other. you learned her last name; catton. she had a younger brother who was your age named felix, and lived in a grand home with acres that touched the horizon of the trees. from the words venetia described, she was well off coming from an even more well off family with a mini mansion.

you didn't find it weird that you never stepped foot in or at her home. you were completely fine with being surface level friends that oddly share every bit about your social and home life. although it makes sense considering you moved away the first year of college. from northamptonshire to bristol, england. luckily you and venetia had kept in touch up to university. you had gotten accepted to oxford university, excited to finally have the freedom of a university student. you had just finished your first term and had an amazing jumpstart. you were staying on top of your studies and found a couple of surface friends to go out with occasionally. now it was summer break and you were ready to get out of the university itself.

before oxford, you lived with your mother in a nice victorian styled home in bristol. your mother was a successful attorney. though she was present in your life, that doesn't mean she spent time with you. she was either always held up in her office for days or not home all hours of the sunlight. your father, that bastard, was not present due to a divorce that happened when you were about 9, leaving you and your mom with half his values for being unfaithful. he had an affair with a coworker of his. it didn't hurt as much as it should have, though you know at the thought of him, you resent him. you didn't have to get a job, as your household was financially stable. you had the things you wanted, nice house, your own car, and you never went hungry. you weren't poor but you weren't as wealthy as venetia either.

in your text conversations whenever you two talked about her home, she would send pictures of only her room, the common area and the gardens. you never pressed for more than what you were sent. but you were curious to see this home you'd conversed about for years now, and you were going to.

this school break, venetia had spontaneously invited you to stay at her home so you wouldn't have to be driving nearly 2 hours back home. she had never invited you over before. you were curious and excited.

"oh its so lovely to see you after all these years!" venetia exclaimed as she hugged you at the door. you smile and return the tight hug. venetia lets go of you after a handful of seconds and grabs your luggage for you, gesturing for you to come in.

"how was the drive? better than driving home 2 hours right?" she joked, smiling back at you.

"yeah," you responded in awe as you looked all around you. the home was beautiful. none of the photos venetia sent did it justice. the carved wooden frames and panels, color assorted rooms, vintage furniture, and even chandeliers in every room. it was breathtaking. "way better than driving back to a nearly empty home."

you hear venetia chuckle. she was clearly amused by your awe of her home. you quickly switched to a poker face as you continued to follow her and silently admired. she gave you a quick tour of the house, showing you the common room you two walked through first, several lounge rooms, the dining room, library, the tv room and finally her room. it looked better in person to you.

"this, is your room, the room next to me so knock if you ever need anything. and, if you go into this door here," you follow her as she opens a dark wooden door to a red wallpapered lounge room, walking across it. she then opened another door and revealed a bathroom suite.

"and here is your personal washroom." the walls were made of dark green tiles that contrasted the white tile floor. in the middle of the bathroom sat a white tub. you look to the left of the tub to see the sink with 3 mirrors, bordered by a gold encasing. the house was truly beautiful.

"now, i will let you get unpacked and freshened up, dinner is in an hour and a half. i will be in the tv room but if im not there, meet me and the rest of us in the dining room. oh! and wear something nice. we dress up for dinner, remember?" you nodded and waved her off as she exited. it was good she reminded you to bring a few formal pieces of clothing for dinner. or else you would've felt like a bum in front of her family. you took a breath, finally taking it all in. you felt so small in such a grand house. for once it felt nice to feel like the lower class. to experience such awe of a luxury in person felt like a reward of some sort.

regarding the amount of time before dinner you had, you began to unpack, fold and hang up your clothes in the old aged wardrobe. you grabbed your toiletries and placed them in the bathroom before looking at your reflection.

"i should shower, i feel kind of gross." you mumbled to yourself. you started the water, letting it run to fill the bathtub as you undressed yourself. when full, you slowly stepped in, your muscles immediately relaxing at the contact of warm water. it felt nice to finally relax after studying for hours. you dunk yourself underwater with a big breath of oxygen. the muffled silence of the water calmed you. it felt like a warm blanket was wrapped around you. you didn't stay in the tub long, knowing you were in a slight time crunch. exiting your calm thought bubble, you unplugged the drain and stepped out the tub.

you quickly dried yourself off before wringing out the excess water in your hair. heading into your room, you grabbed your off the shoulder black dress and slipped it on over your body. it was too late to blowdry your hair so you made a last minute decision to wear it slicked back, content with how it accentuated your features. you wore light smokey eye makeup and simply rubbed clear gloss on your lips. nothing too flashy. you finally finished getting ready and slipped on some low heels before exiting your room.

you have never dressed for dinner before. you did feel a bit overdressed yes, but you knew you looked good. you wandered around for a bit before finding the tv room, slowly opening it to reveal only one person. he didn't look familiar. he also wasn't in formal clothing. you began to feel really overdressed now.

"can i help you?" he asked in a bored tone. by his accent, and his choice of style, he was american. it threw you for a slight loop, because you didn't know venetia had an american sibling. you ran a hand through your damp hair before clearing your throat.

"i was looking for venetia, im a friend of hers. do you know where to find her?" you asked, noticing his eyes looking you up and down. he suddenly stood and walked slowly towards you till he was about a foot apart.

you held his gaze, but he decided to analyze you. from your hair to your make up to your outfit. you didnt mind, considering you knew you looked good. the two of you shared a long silence before he sighed audibly with a faux smile.

"well if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were dressed for dinner. so, did you try the dinning room?" he queried, sarcasm lacing his voice. all you did was roll your eyes and turn your heel to exit the tv room. you made your way to the dining room now, the american lingering in your mind.

what an ass. who even is he?

you were nearing the dining room now, anxiety filling your chest. you exhaled deeply and looked at the butler standing near the door.

"erm—..am i presentable enough, sir?" you asked the butler, in hopes of getting some words of encouragment. the bulter turned to you and scanned your dress, briefly nodding. it made you smile. it wasn't much but a little goes a long way. the 2 butlers simultaneously opened the door for you, revealing a moderately dimly lit room, and about 5 people at the table.

"oh [y/n] we were just talking about you!" mrs.catton exclaimed with the brightest smile. you returned the smile before sitting next to venetia, greeting her.

"its so nice to meet you mr. and mrs.catton." you proclaimed. mrs.catton scoffs with a laugh and a wave of her hand.

"please, elspeth is perfectly fine. this is my husband, sir james, my son felix and his friend oliver. he is also staying for break." you greeted everyone, making sure to remember their names to their faces. you didn't feel as tense anymore to know that you weren't the only guest in the home.

"so, do tell me about yourself [y/n]. as much as i've heard from venetia i would like to hear it from you! you're from bristol, yes?" elspeth rested her chin on the back of her intertwined hands to give you her full attention. you glance at venetia, who subtly mumbled a 'sorry', most likely for talking about you. there were no hard feelings though. you remembered how venetia said her mother had absolutely no filter.

"yes, i am from bristol. i used to live here, which is how venetia and i met, back in secondary school. but i moved before i started my college education." elspeth hummed in an interested tone, taking a moment to eat a bite of her food.

"and you moved because of your mothers work, yes? an attorney?" you nodded at her words, briefly thanking the bulter who brought you your plate.

"yes, my mum moved to bristol for her job. and well, i followed suit considering she provides for me." you chuckled out, getting a soft laugh from elspeth and sir james. as soon as elspeth opened her mouth again, the doors opened again to reveal the american from earlier. this time, he was in a black suit and looked more cleaned up than prior to meeting him.

"farleiiigh, you're laaate." felix mumbled in a singy-songy tone with his glass to his mouth.

"sue me, golden boy." farleigh waved him off and sat down with a sigh. as the curly brunette sat down, his eyes landed on you, who was sitting right across from him. he let out another gentle sigh before signaling the butler.

"as i was saying," elspeth started, clearing her throat. "an attorney ..wow, what a brilliant profession your mother went into. and its just you and her, yes? venetia said your father is out of the picture. is that unfortunate?" the blonde women questioned. you were prepared for her unfiltered questions but it seems venetia deeply disliked it, taking a big swig of her wine filled cup. you only laughed again, nodding.

"unfortunate isn't the word i'd use but rather ..well, fortunate really. i mean who would want to keep a bastard whore in their home?" your words seemed to of caught some of the table off guard, hearing brief chokes from felix, elspeth and venetia. though elspeth was the only one to laugh.

"oh yes! i like her, venetia! very open with her thoughts, yes." elspeth giggled as she sipped her glass.

"oh yes, very entertaining really. im curious though," you turned to farleigh, listening to his words. "do you think you're going to follow your mom's ..or your dad's footsteps?" he asked, a faint smug expression occupying his face. you rose a brow, keeping your facial expressions to a minimum. you force a laugh, taking a bite into the piece of meat dressed on your plate.

"well i would hope to follow in my mother's footsteps. what about you, farleigh? do you think you'll follow in, well, either of your parents footsteps?" you questoned sweetly. farleigh didnt answer. you could see his eye twitch, proably from irritation. you didnt know much about him, but from a general standpoint, and simply knowing he was american, you could say it was written on his sleeve. it interested you though. to know his history, and who he was.

"oh don't mind him [y/n]. farleigh is a cousin of ours. sir james' sister is his mother.” elspeth dramatically placed her hand up to her mouth to block it away from farleigh, loudly whispering. "she left to the states and had farleigh. so yes, we are stuck with him. but dont worry! we treat him like one of our own, because he is!" you glanced to farleigh, who simply rolled his eyes as he ate silently. you, too, began to eat quietly quietly as small conversations occupied the room.

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finally being able to breathe a little lighter, you lay back on your bed starting up at the decorated ceiling. every single inch of this place was dazzling to you. before you got too tired, you quickly stood up and slipped off your dress to put on black flowy pajama pants and a thin-strapped black silk top. as it got warmer throughout the month, you noted to pack light flowy clothes for both the day and night.

you headed into the bathroom to wash off your makeup and brush your teeth for the evening. you then took the time to brush your now fully dry hair, swooping it over your shoulder, looking at yourself with content in the mirror.

its still early evening, maybe venetia is still awake?

you opened your door to head over to the door down from you, knocking gently.

"venetia? are you up?" you whispered, hearing nothing in return. you try the door, the knob turning open for you to reveal the room. it was gorgeous, yes, but it didn't look the same like in the photos she sent. there were a few luxury brand posters on the wall and the bed that was in front of the window looked as if someone got up. the burnt orange duvet decorated with a paisley pattern matched the sheets and pillow case. there was a chair occupied with clothes that were clearly from luxury brands and a half-open wardrobe which sat to the left of the bed, sharing the same wall as the window.

you had a feeling this was not venetia's room, but it was so stylish you couldn't help but look. the room faintly smelled of fresh green lush, amber and sandalwood, like a fresh walk through the forest. you looked around, daintily touching the duvet and grazing the cashmere cardigan woven with intricate design. you never owned any cashmere. then again, you weren't a complex girl.

out of the corner of your eye you noticed movement outside the window, walking up to the glass slowly. you were careful not to touch the bed but leaned against the bed frame. there were two figures out in the grass. one was sitting and the other kneeled down in front of them. you squint to focus your eyes before covering your mouth.

venetia.

you kept your mouth covered, watching in shock as felix's friend, oliver, touched and messily kissed your friend before going down south on her. she had crimson stains that trailed from her mouth down to her neck. you couldn't even comprehend what you were watching.

"find what you were looking for?" you immediately whipped around to the voice only to be met with farleigh. he was wearing a silk, light blue pajama set, the buttons of his shirt unbuttoned halfway down. he leaned back against the door frame, seemingly being present for several seconds prior to speaking.

"i– i was just–" you faltered, pointing and darting your head back to the window before looking at the brunette in front of you again. technically, he was right. you did find what– no, who you were looking for, just not in the way you'd have preferred.

"right. may i ask what youre doing in my room?" you didn't know how to answer, because there was no right answer for his question. you could say you were looking for venetia but he wouldn't accept that because she clearly wasn't present in the room. you swallowed thickly, taking a small step back.

"hello? snake got your tongue? or maybe you're stalking me? is that it?" you scoffed and shook your head, still only saying vowels instead of words. farleigh stood up and walked slowly towards you now, arms crossed.

"oh, i know, you wanna run a background check on the american because i'm the only one with skin pigment here, right?" your back hit the wardrobe, making you quickly realize there was nowhere to go. you furrowed your brows at his words, frustration beginning to bubble up inside you.

"oh is that the kind of game you want to play? the race game? ugh i swear that's all you americans think about." you bit back, noticing subtle shock in farleighs face. "frankly, i don't care if you're american or if you're english. its easy enough not to be a fucking stuck up cunt to anyone who doesn't own luxurious clothing or lives in a mini mansion. prick..." you mumbled the last word loud enough for him to hear. the tall brunette stared down at you silently, biting down on his lip.

"what .." you muttered out. "snake got your tongue?" your words earned a low chuckle from farleigh, his fingers caressing a strand of your [h/c] hair.

"remember whose house you're in sweetheart." he stated in a soft but poised voice. he gently grabbed your jaw, causing your stomach to do a flip before he slowly guided you back to the window by your face, forcing you to look.

"you see, they've been at it for about 10 minutes," he started, not looking away from you. "i think, oliver sees how damaged she is. and he can easily puppeteer poor sweet little ol' venetia into whatever he wants because he sees her. her damaged goods in this grand blessed home, like a fucking antithesis," he stands behind you as he speaks, he other hand leaning on the wall next to the two of you. you wish you had a mirror just to see what the position of you and him looked like. "the worst things are found with the best things. like a beggar on the street outside a luxury store."

you clenched your jaw at his words. farleigh felt it at his fingers, chuckling next to your ear. "if you get my gist, im saying you don't belong here." having enough, you abruptly turned around to face the tall brunette.

"i belong here just as much as you do, if anything, more than you." you assured. immediately you felt slight regret in your words as farleigh stepped closers forcing you to fall back on the bed. as you leaned back on your elbows while he leaned forward with the palms of his hands pushing into the mattress. he tilted his head to the side, wearing a mischievous grin.

"you don't know me then if you think you, a working class girl, belongs here, over me." your heart twitched, looking at the new position you two were in. the moonlight lit up his face. his long eyelashes caught your attention first, then his nicely shaped brows. your eyes quickly made the tour around his features, briefly thinking how pretty his teeth were. white and perfectly aligned.

"i know enough. i have seen enough social butterfly pretty boy pricks to spot one out." you challenged, not budging for dominance.

"oh so you think im pretty?" farleigh suddenly asked, eyebrows raising out of curiosity. you suddenly flushed a warm pink and he taking notice of this. he began to lean down slowly, making you hold your breath. your eyes fluttered closed, opening again quickly as he kissed your flushed cheek, doing the same on the other side of your face.

"if i didn't know any better, i'd say you like to argue with me, sweetheart." he theorized. the tone of his voice dropped and your core felt warm, yet you didn't know if it was from aggravation or arousal. you looked away from him, fingers beginning to fidget with the fabric of the duvet.

"you're annoying to even be in the same room with, farleigh " you muttered, half lying to yourself. if anything, it was rather suffocating to be near him. the air was thick between the two of you and you couldn't handle it

"oh? i thought my name was prick." farleigh's smile became more prominent. he slowly interlaced your legs with his, sliding his knee right in between your thighs. you sucked in a slow breath between your teeth. you didn't know what to do with yourself.

fuck this.

you grabbed his jaw and pulled his face into yours, stopping just so his lips could brush against yours.

"no farleigh," a smile of arousal appeared on farleighs lips now, tilting his head forward to capture your lips. but you back up just out of his reach, and continued to tease him as he tried to kiss you again every few seconds. "i will call you whatever i want, sweetheart. and you will come when called." you whispered right up against his lips. a breathy laugh escaped past his lips and the faint smell of cigarettes occupied your nose.

you finally allow him to smash his lips against yours. your stomach filled with butterflies as he groaned softly into your mouth. his hand snaked under your silk top, his fingers roughly caressing the skin of your lower back and waist. you gasped into his mouth at his touch, arching off the bed for his arm to fully wrap around you.

the two of you mutually pull away, panting lightly. farleigh slowly licked across his bottom lip as he grabbed your chin, taking his hand away from your waist to tilt your head up to his. he leaned in again, planting another kiss on tour cheek before whispering in your ear.

"get out."

you chuckled gently in response to his command. you knew he didn't want to end. but alas, you complied and slowly pushed him off of you. you two both stood in close vicinity, staring at each other.

"with pleasure." you responded, before grazing his chest as you walked away, exiting his room.

a/n: stay tuned for more ! ty ♡ .

© r4vn ²⁰²⁴ , do not repost my work.

[dead-yandere]

wondering how nasty childe would be with a big and stronk reader. he'd deffo be like "would they absolutely dominate me and destroy me or would they whimper under me and be as cute as ever.... lets test it out!!!! *gets out rope*"

in the end hes still stronger than u :,) so sad! guess u'll havs to take off ur pants now... oh and make sure u take off ur undergarments too

WARNINGS; DEAD DOVE, RAPE, DEGRADATION

VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

ohh he would be so fucking mean lol the idea of beating anything larger than him makes him pre .

during the golden house battle, he’d never wanted anything more in life than to beat you to the ground and rape the life out of you. and as you were on the verge of beating him, he of course, got too excited, and he of course got the one up with that damned delusion, something you’d never even know to plan for. cheater.

he probably would only tie you up for the sake of looks. maybe with some really old and dirty ropes that are definitely uncomfortable and that you can definitely break out of. although eventually i think with a beefier reader he wouldn’t hold back with wanting to keep tou. maybe keep you in a heavy, entire neck length collar, that makes it hard to even relax your head. and of course chains. tbh i feel like it’d be the only time where he’d eventually be fine with you becoming more submissive, the idea of bringing you to harbinger meetings, walking behind him on all fours… again, enough to make him pre.

fucking loves when you fight back. would do anything for you to struggle and punch and scratch and leave lasting scars all in a frail, losing attempt to escape. it’s all just an excuse to punish you.

i think he’d fuck you in either missionary or doggy style specifically. missionary, of course, so you have to stare at him as he rapes you half to death… and doggy, because it’s the most fun with something so much larger than him. keep you in an hooked open mouth gag, stretching your mouth to the point the sides tear, and then using a rope as a bar, not only making it even more difficult to move your mouth or talk, but also incredibly painful for both your mouth and back. and with someone who should be at least at equal strength of him, he has 0 inclination to be nearly as gentle as he normally is.

he’d especially love to degrade you. you’re fucking pathetic for not being able to even fight back while at your strongest. of course this was inevitable. at least it wasnt hilichurls, or slimes, right? of course a weak bitch like you would find a way to lose to those.

[toastyliltoasts]

Accompanied (Blaza x Reader)

Today wasnt the worst day , per se , but it wasnt the best either .. You woke up 20 minutes late , So you skipped breakfast .. You got ready for work while shoving a peice of toast into your mouth , munching also being a quite difficult task when you're trying to change into casual work clothing ..

You raced down the stairs of your apartment building when you bump into someone .. Well , You didnt have time to pick up all your stuff let alone take a proper look at the figure .. You scrambled to pick up your , scattered , stuff from the ground , The stranger helped you with steady motions .. "Thank you so much .. Im really sorry by the way" You said  with a smile as you finally looked at the person .. You didnt notice much as he wore a weirdly cute face mask that covered half his face .. "Its fine honestly" He said as he smiled (Which is obviously covered by the mask) .. You awkwardly let out a bye and ran off ..

You almost miss your bus as you manage to make it without a second to spare .. You sat down on a window seat as you watched the raindrops race , quite childishly might I add .. Your peripheral vision caught people moving around and some even sitting next to you .. But you didnt even think to pay them attention for some reason .. You gaze outside the window , the same sceneries you've seen for the past few years or so .. So undoubtedly , The boring view- well, bored you as your eyes start feeling droopy ..

So that led to you missing your stop and getting off the bus , muttering a small 'thank you' to the driver , at a couple stops ahead from your original stop .. You tried to hail a cab and drove all the way there , completely anxious ..

You reached work 35 minutes late .. But to your absolute luck , You boss was also late and you got off scot-free .. Well , You still had to do the work that you delayed by 35 minutes so not exactly scott free .. So you made a mental note to never fall asleep on the bus ever again .. It might've even scarred you for life ..

You reach home absolutely wasted and dropped on your couch like some heavy , lifeless limbs .. You re-adjust yourself to find a better , comfortable way to sit but that's next to impossible due to the stuffiness of your couch .. You debate if whether or not you should go to your spot *A/N : You crackheads , Get. Your. Head. Out. De. Gutter lmao* ..

Aah , Your favorite spot .. Living in an incredibly small apartment apparently has it own perks .. The rooftop of the apartment building was something you accidentally stumbled upon all those years ago .. It had a spectacular view of the whole city especially  at night with the artificial lights providing a calm aesthetic .. It was also isolated , Making it the perfect place for some time alone when having a bad day .. For example ; Today ..

You decide to just wing it and open your balcony door which leads to the spiraling staircase *A/N : Just imagine the stairs from Spider Man lol* .. You climb it like muscle memory .. To be honest *A/N : Pun absolutely intended* , It might as well be since moving into a new place is-  difficult to say the least .. So to say that you spend a lot of time there would be an understatement ..

You absent-mindedly reach the highest floor as you step on the cement block placed to provide some stability without difficulty .. You walk over to the edge of the building which was surrounded by waist-high walls ..

You gape as you see a figure sitting at your normal spot .. You didnt want to sound selfish because the building wasn't and wont ever be yours, but you cant help but feel a bit of anger with confusion because well , You've certainly been there more than them .. Because-

The person turns towards you , Obviously alerted by your footsteps and startled .. You see a strangely familiar guy with fluffy , dirty blonde hair and piercing eyes .. You swear you've seen him before .. You think back to last week to possibly remember if you've seen him before but you come up empty handed ..

"Uh hi" A deep voice drags you out of your thoughts as you look at him sending you a nervous smile .. Then it hits you like a train that he was the person you met earlier today at  the stairs .. "You're not here to mug me or possibly kill me are you ?" He jokes as you laugh/giggle/(whatever youre comfortable with cuz u rock <3) .. "Nah im not intrested in that" You say playing along while still having a huge smile on your face .. "Im broke as hell so you probab- OH have I taken your spot ? Im so sorry if I have" He says , already getting up , as sudden realisation hit him .. "Its fine honestly" You say mirroring his words he said prior to you .. He grins .. "Im Blaza" He introduces himself as he sheepishly rubs the nape of his neck .. "(Y/N)" You reply , smiling yourself .. "You can stay here if you want" You assure him ..

"Ill take you up on that offer"

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You two sit down on the edge of the building , parallel to the streets and the other side of the building .. You talk for hours about , everything to be honest .. You learn that he's new to the neighborhood so you do the honor of filling him on what information you need to have about living here .. He seems grateful as you two talk like old friends who havent seen eachother in a long time .. You flail your arms around when explaining some things and use other  dramatic gestures to back up your point .. He finds you amusing and you , vice versa .. After the talk dies down , You start to gaze at the stars and try to make shapes out of certain constellations .. And emphasis on 'try' ..

"That looks like an among us character" "Ha ha very funny .. Its 2023 , Get some new jokes" "Oh cmonnn .. You have to admit it was funny" "Do I look impressed to you ? You can do bette- OoOO That ones a monkey" "It kinda does look like one , doesnt it ?" "That ones a crown .. You see that ?"

As it hit almost midnight you two exchange numbers while your heart pounded .. Get your crap together .. You're barely friends .. And you two bid eachother goodbye as you heart flutters ..

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Hehehehheheh ..

Wattpad literally deleted my draft mid-writing so I wrote this AGAIN .. See my dedication folks ?

[babemessi]

Hi there! i wanted to say im a really huge fan of your leo fanfic called Be careless with Lionel and thats what brought me here actually! I hope one day you will do robertson x leo because their tension is something i die for to read in a fic

I have two questions,

one: Do you have any tips for people that write nsfw? preferably beginners!

Two: Do you have any fic ideas in mind? if so, do u mind sharing them because id really love to suggest ones to write, I’m sure your supporters would too!!

hi there!!! thank you so much for supporting me i really appreciate your company ♥️ dont you worry about robbo x leo cause their the next oneshot chapter i have in mind for BCWL‼️

heres my answer(s)!

1. i kind of do, but then again; im pretty much also a beginner since im not much of a professional writer yet, still advancing through the writing blocks i keep getting so here are some tips

one is always write. writing a lot is really the key to getting readers hooked in your stories and filling it to your liking. some people dont like writing a lot/have trouble writing a lot and that's fine, but it's kind of like a slice of cheese- it has holes! fixing these holes means you have to keep writing to keep your readers invested in more chapters and then youll have that support to keep on going. i used to have problems with writing a lot, i really hating writing so much because i felt like i couldn't do it but in reality i just wasnt trying hard enough. you will get distracted and might straddle your readers offguard but that's fine, that's what being your own beta is kind of all about lol

two is stay intact with how you write, be creative and use details. being creative is a crucial thing for both writers and readers, you can be as descriptive in a scene as you want or be as closed off in a scene as you want- these creates the imagination for readers to realize what your talking about. you cant just make the main couple of a story kiss in a workplace and suddenly by the time they take off their clothes you describe something like 'the other under him squirmed in the bedsheets of the bed', no, it doesn't work like that, make your you know what your doing. get a setting, describe the setting, use your five senses (what does the character feel, see, hear, smell, touch), and use spicy ✨ words like 'heavy atmosphere' instead of heat, 'writhed' instead of moved, 'mewled' instead of moaned, etc, find replacements for words you use too frequently in the fic. theres many ways to be creative! stay intact to the reality of your plot too, like no, your character doesn't have a common 15 inch dick. that isn't normal bff.

and three is mix things up a little! by this, i mean try things like plot twists or unexpected actions, blah blah blah. i dont frequently do things like this in fanfics since i usually follow a routed plot, but sometimes just going with the flow is something that can benefit you easily when writing. try getting inspiration from books or you could try using prompt generators. by all means i am honest when i say this, but people like corny plots like highschool lovers or love at first sight, or sugar daddy/mommy plots, love triangles, etc, plots that are old schooled sometimes rise up old school readers and they go insane for it honestly, it's unexpected but unruly perfect sometimes. things like unexpected angst or fluff can really help a reader enjoy the story!

2. i do.

BUT. i wont say any of them because i dont like spoiling chapters, that is very cruel.

though, if you really want to know, i might post them later on🤔

[nezushi]

kill kill murder kill (<- being physically underestimated at work)

[incorrect-dying-light-quotes]

:3

[glilboy]

Ateez reactions to finding you reading smut about them: Hyung line

ive had this idea for awhile and even requested it a few times from other writers but..i felt it was time to write it lol

tws under the cut

warning, this piece of fiction contains mentions of somnophilia, slight dom and sub dynamics, and general explicit topics.

Hongjoong:

You had attempted to stay up waiting for Hongjoong, deciding to reread one of your favorite stories in the mean time. Unfortunately that wasnt enough to keep you awake, you ultimately passing out and your phone tumbling onto the floor.

Hongjoong had a feeling you'd passed out since you didnt message him any "i miss you :(" texts after 11pm so seeing you knocked out on the couch was no surprise. He slowly padded over to you smiling softly, then noticing your phone on the floor and went to pick it up for you. He was never the kind to go through your phone but your smart self had no shut down timer which left the fan fiction on display for him.

He couldnt help but be curious seeing paragraphs of text and decided a little reading would do no harm. As he began to read though he felt his gut sweep, in a good way. He was honestly a little upset until he saw his name but when he read his name it was like all of exhaustion disappeared. Luckily he didn't have work the next day he thought to himself.

Sitting down on the couch with a plan he slowly nudged you awake. "Hi dear," he spoked softly with a smirk.

You rubbed at your bleary eyes and looked up at him, "Oh hi Joongie. Sorry I didn't mean to fall asleep." He smiled even bigger at you.

"Thats fine, it helped me find out something fun," he tucked your hair behind your ear. Still waking up you made a small "huh?" before seeing the phone in his hand.

"Oh..." you mumbled, starting to be awake enough to get it. You finally looked at him straight on and saw his signature devilish grin.

He moved his hand to slowly move up your thigh, giving it a small squeeze which elicted a sigh out of you. "Didn't think you'd read stuff like that Y/N, but I guess you're just full of surprises huh doll," the pet name made you shiver, Hongjoong never having used that one before.

"I'm sorry Joongie," you mumbled into your arm, face now red. His hand moving up to cup your core and grind his hand into it making you whimper softly.

"Oh dont be sorry dolly, just shows me that you really miss me."

Seonghwa:

Saying Seonghwa was caring was an understatement in a way. Despite his busy schedule he made it a point to showed he cared in different ways. One thing he always did was if you left your phone out at all he would put it on the charger for you. Small things!

Today though he had come home earlier than usual while you were taking a quick shower. Seeing your phone on the counter he waltzed over setting his stuff down to throw it on the charger even if it wasn't that low. He noticed you left it on, open to a book he assumed enough.Him being the lovely man he is he wanted to read a bit to see what you liked and possibly buy you a physical copy. Written porn with his name in it though was not what he was expecting.

Seonghwa gulped, setting down your phone with his hands shaking and his face now flushed pink. He took a deep breath and set down his bag, running his fingers through his hair now being surprisingly worked up. A part of him felt embarrassed for being turned on by the writing but at the same time he knew you didn't read it for no reason.

"Hwa! You're home early hello!" You ran up to him giggling, now clean and dressed in some sweats.

"Hey babe, yeah we got let out early cause we learned the new choreography fast enough. They asked us if we wanted to do more vocal practice but none of us did," He laughed, trying to shift his legs to hide his slight erection.

"None of you stay late ever," you giggled sarcastically up at him. "Well, I was gonna take a nap. Do you want to? I'm sure you're tired."

He nodded softly and took your hand walking to your guys bedroom talking about your day. He changed himself into more comfortable clothing then joined you in bed, you curling into him quickly. Once you settled Seonghwa felt he could actually breathe, feeling like a middle schooler just for getting more worked up from having you close. He heard your breath settle which is when he shifted away a bit from you.

"Fuck..." He mumbled, having the space now laying on his back to palm himself over his erection. Looking over at your sleeping face made it worse, the piece you had opened having involved somnophilia. One thing he never had the guts to suggest to you despite having such an open relationship.

He didn't notice your eyes flutter open at the movement. You only just fell asleep so you were in no means in too deep. You decided to play it though, closing your eyes and throwing a leg over his waist as if you were just adjusting in your sleep.

He inhaled a sharp breath and bit his lip now mildly frustrated at the whole situation. Mumbling a fake sleepy "Hwa" you moved to straddle the man hearing a childish sigh escape his lips.

"If you keep moving, I swear to god," He mumbled out loud thinking youre still asleep since you had always been a chaotic sleeper.

"And what will you do about it horny kid," you giggled against his neck. You could feel his body tense.

"Go back to sleep and I'll fuck you like your sick little fantasy, how about that hm?"

yunho:

Rain was beating against the window as you cuddled up on the couch with your phone in hand. Yunho was on the other side of his personal office playing video games. It was a chill day but something in the air was setting you slightly off the edge.

Besides the sweet glances and cheesy smiles thrown at each other, your screen was very much the opposite of innocent pure love. Getting indulged in the story you started to zone in, missing some of his looks making Yunho curious as to what your interest was delved into currently.

"Be right back guys," he said into the mic mischievously. Quickly making his way over he slipped the phone out of your hand, this behavior wouldve typically been fine but because of the contents on your screen you gasped and reached out for your phone. "You doing something naughty or do you just like acting suspicious?" he grinned before looking at your phone.

His face feel reading the paragraph of a particularly nsfw scene. You were now sitting up staring at him wide eyed, "yuyu please oh god its not what you think, i think." Silence filled the room, the only noises being the sound of his running pc and the dull chatter of the other boys.

"Do you read this often?" he said out of hesitation and pure curiosity, almost feeling that he violated your private space. He kind of got the gist of it all right away, thankfully for your sake.

"Not all the time but i mean, you are busy yunho," you tried to softly explain knowing this was odd territory.

"Do you...ever want to try it," he says, getting to the end of the page and looking at you.

"I can't say that..none of them aren't, nice," the air was filled with an awkward energy that could suffocate another person if they came in at such a weird time.

The two of you stood there for a second, until he moved towards you and took your hand. He placed it on his bulge and you sucked a breathe in.

"Take off my pants," he ordered, a strange harsh tone to his voice. For you guys there was never set roles, not any dom or sub dynamic but it wasnt vanilla per say so him speaking like this was new. Besides that, you did as he said and pushed your thumbs under the waistband of his sweats, pulling them down his legs.

Silently he took your hand then sat down on his gaming chair, pulling out his large cock. He slipped on his headphones before looking up at you with a shit eating grin.

"Sit down, i can tell youve been dying too babe."

yeosang:

You were waiting for yeosang to come home after a shorter than usual practice, deciding to pass the time by indulging in your secret world. In the midst of browsing your favorite blogs you didn't hear the door open, this event made you learn not to have headphones in when participating in such activities.

Walking in, Yeosang looked around for you and spotted your figure on the couch. He slowly moved near with a secret motive of scaring you when he glanced at your phone seeing a photo of him paired with a lot of writing. Tilting his head curiously he squinted to read the text, reading along with you until his face flushed.

Sucking in a breath slightly he moved back to the door, playing off him just entering. You noticed his figure walking towards you and sneakily turned off your phone and got up to greet him.

"Hey babe, it's nice to see you in the sunlight," you giggled and wrapped your hands around his waist. You noticed him hesitantly wrapping his arms around you, causing you to pull away.

"Hey, whats up? you seem a bit off?" you pouted and brushed the hair out of his eyes, not catching the little blush.

"Yeah yeah babe, I'm fine. promise," he cleared his throat and pulled away, making your heart sink a bit. He practically completely ignored what you actually said.

"No Yeo, I- did I do something wrong? Or just a long day?" you pried knowing something was up.

Shifting awkwardly on his feet he looked up at you, his hair back in his face. "I um, saw what you were reading."

The color drained from your face, mouth slightly hanging not knowing what to say. You thought he was pissed, was going to leave and break up with you but right when you were about to talk he spoke again.

"C-can we do that?"

A moment of silence passed and you looked up at him, your boyfriend who was typically very soft and gentle in bed. Knowing what you were reading was likely pretty heavy in his book, you became worried. "Yeo, I just read it. It means nothing I don't want to make you uncomforta-"

His lips cut yours off and one hand entangled in your hair, his other guiding you to the wall by your hip. Back flush against the way you pulled away after a moment to see his eyes wide and sweat already beading down his temple.

"I've wanted to do that, just didn't want to scare you dear."

[iceheap]

So it turns out that people are actually active her in Tumblr when it comes to the Aphmau fandom so wassup okay here's the thing.

I'm a veteran aarmau shipper. I know he messed shit up in MCD but I think that's the writers doing shit not Aaron's fault specific so uhhh hmu in the asks if y'all wanna hear my headcannons or rewrite or whatever. I've seen a few people around doing little rewrites and whatnot so I figured I'd do mine while staying true to the aarmau aspect. As much as I can anyway.

So yeah rewrite aspect 1: Aaron's cold and quiet and snappish because he's greiving, not because it's his personality. Give him a healing arc. THEN have him catch feelings. He's upset he's caught feelings. Wow, being in love is shit, fuck this.

Denial. Heavy denial. I'm not in love. Nope. I'm just learning how to feel emotion's again, yeah that's totally it lol haha

Anger. Wow I'm such a shitty person. My wife and son are dead while I'm over here pining over this random really pretty and smart and intelligent and of equal status to me girl who's a lord and understands my struggles. I'm such a bad person. Fuck me.

Bargening. It's fine! I can be a little in love, I just won't say anything! It'll go away if I avoid her. If I push Laurance and Garroth her way, she'll choose one eventually and I won't be in love anymore!

Depression. She's never gonna love me back. I'm a fuck up, why would she love me back. I don't want her to love me back, I'm just damaged goods, whats so special about me anyways.

Acceptance. I'm in love with her. I won't tell her because I don't want to be in love with her. I'll be happy with whatever guy she chooses. This is a passing crush and it'll go away, and even if it doesn't, that's okay.

They move in toghether. He makes her breakfast. He holds her hand when they go to and from their little training feild. He teaches her how to whittle wood.

Aphmau herself is less passive than in the series. She's serious and stands up for herself more, less of a damsel in distress, and he makes her laugh with sarcastic quips and quiet jokes.

Aaron knows how to knit and tailor. He used to in his spare time before everything went to shit, so he starts making Lilith Garnet clothes. He makes Aphmau a beautiful flowing dress for every day wear with leather accents to add on as armor and Aphmau treasures it greatly.

He can't cook for shit.

He only builds half their house because he's stupid and has no self preservation and almost breaks his back when he falls of the roof like a dumbass.

He finally wears a shirt after soneome gifts him one, having realized he doesn't wear one for the asthetic✨, it's because he's poor af and lost his mind to the lust for revenge and wasnt thinking of functioning for a while there.

He actually gets help when he breaks Garroth out of the Irene dimension and doesn't sacrifice himself for no fucking reason.

Garroth is salty but they learn to get along.

One day Garroth is like at least you treat her like a queen and Aaron is like wym and Garroth is like bro y'all are dating wym wym and Aaron is like we are. What.

He asks Aphmau and she's like Aaron you make me breakfast, do all the chores, kis my hand good night, every night, tuck in OUR daughter, make me breakfast in bed, and run our finances. I thought we were in a queer platonic relationship at least. We don't have to date if u dont want to but yeah I kind of assumed.

Aaron's like well shite. Did I accidentally seduce my crush. Wtf happened. What is happening.

They defeat Shad as a group toghether idk. Aphmau isn't Irene because that plotline and reveal was STUPID. She's a decendant of Irene and nothing more fuck all y'all.

There that's my Aaron. Hmu if u want more of him, might post more anyways because fuck man they did him so dirty.

[moonlit-imagines]

Headcanons for the Avengers teaching you how to drive

Avengers x reader

warnings:

a/n:

prompt: anonymous: “hey! if it's not too much to ask... can i request an MCU Avengers headcanon of the team teaching teen!reader how to drive? i'm finally learning how to and it's absolutely terrifying (i really hope this sends properly because firefox crashed while i was trying to write it lol)”

firstly no one was very thrilled to be your teacher because getting in the car with an inexperienced driver just felt like a trap

and although they’d put themselves in much more dangerous situations than this

they all had the same thing to say:

“this is not how i want to go down”

but theyd FORBID anyone else from stepping in

“it’s okay, i’ll do it” -cap

“no, no, no. i dont think the one hundred year old man knows today’s road rules. i should teach y/n” -nat

“natasha, you’ve let me drive you before. was i that bad?” -cap

“im not having this discussion” -nat

“you should let vis do it, he might stay calm while y/n drives” -wanda

“what about sam—” -bucky

“no.” -sam

you were actually quietly watching them bicker about who’d have the honor of teaching you

“i dont let anyone else drive me, y/n. you’re not special. but i’ll give you a cool car when you get your license, deal?” -tony

“i’m not special?” -you

“sure you are kid, i just never want to get in a car that you’re driving is all” -tony, patting your head

“oh, okay” -you

the avengers actually decided that wanda was right and vision was probably the best equipped to teach you

they just had to see if you’d enjoy having him as a teacher

the team set up a little course at HQ with a LOT of cones

“how am i supposed to get around all of those?” -you

“you can use your powers!” -thor

“that’s against the rules!” -you

they had to take some of the cones away :(

all the avengers watched from the side of the course

“now, y/n, you need to shift into drive. press your foot on the brake and move this knob to the ‘D’ position” -vision

“which one is the brake?” -you

“...the left one” -vis

sam was recording on his phone

and had redwing do a bird’s eye view for “special footage”

“this should be good” -sam

as soon as you stepped on the gas, the car went speeding straight forward

sam was laughing his ass off but the rest of the avengers were terrified for you

you hit 6 cones before the brakes

“have some faith in them, guys” -wanda

“i just don’t think that’s possible. you guys okay in there?” -rhodey

“spectacular, thank you for your concern” -vis

you needed to try a different teacher

nat was next in line

“okay, so we probably should have mentioned how sensitive you have to be with the pedals. i know we dont do that on missions, but when you’re on the road, you have to watch all of your surroundings” -nat

she totally brought you straight into traffic because the only way you learn in through intense pressure and real world experience (according to her)

“hands at ten and two, right?” -you

“if that’s what you think” -nat

“that’s not helping” -you

screaming every time you turned

ESPECIALLY left hand turns (or right turns if you are not in the US but this takes place in the US i guess idk it’s whatever you want ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)

redwing was still following you

everyone was watching the surveillance footage at HQ

“tony, you’re paying for any damages y/n makes, right?” -cap

“is that all im good for? my money?” -tony... “duh, of course i’m paying”

blowing past a red light

“you were supposed to stop” -nat

“what, now?” -you, braking in the middle of the intersection

*honking from all sides*

“what do you think, y/n?” -nat

cap was covering his eyes

“this is a disaster” -wanda

“takes one to know one” -tony, without thinking “oh my god, i’m sorry”

“lets just focus on y/n, maybe we can give them some feedback” -cap

nat made you drive into a parking lot

to park

“okay, just pull in straight. you have to be even in between the lines” -nat

“is that good?” -you

“y/n...you parked directly on top of the line” -nat

“...fuck” -you

next person to teach you was......

“come on, y/n. just go through the drive thru. i’ll pay for your chicken nuggets” -rhodey

“i dont really want chicken nuggets” -you

“fine, okay, you can get whatever you want. just go through the drive thru” -rhodey

you hit the curb

you actually rode the curb

“this is fine” -you

“well...you’re getting better” -rhodey

“dont sugarcoat it, man” -you

“come on! eyes on the road!” -rhodey

steve decided to step in and let you handle the driving on an actual mission

“at least here you’ll have some sort of free reign, that way you can get a better feeling of control when driving” -cap

“we dont like this plan” -all the avengers in the back of this big ass truck

redwing was following ofc

honestly,,,,, that plan wasn’t too bad

you did hit a few trees but this was a heavy duty vehicle

you’d have to do a lot more than that to hurt anything

“hey, this is actually pretty cool! i think ive got the hang of it!” -you

they scheduled you drivers test when you got back, but assured you that it wasnt the end of the world if you failed. you could retake it after some more practice

but you did end up passing it!!!! even tho there were a few mishaps

“mx. l/n, your turn signal” -instructor

“my what?” -you “oh crap”

but you got your license and the team took turns passing it around to take a look at it

“oh man, you look high as a kite. what’s going on with your face???” -tony

“shut up! no i dont!” -you

celebratory dinner!!!!

and sam put together a compilation of all your worst/best moments behind the wheel

“heres the one where they put it in reverse instead of park and started rolling backwards......and thats when they jumped out to try to stop it with their bare hands....oh no!!! they’re going down!!!!” -sam

“oh my god, nooo!” -you, burying your face in your hands

and to top it all off......tony bought you your own car (and got any modifications you wanted)

“i swear to god if you ask for flames on the sides, im donating it” -tony

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[fullyirrelevant]

My friend wrote this for me and I wanted to post it because it made me really happy, go read their other work, I'll tag them here- @vampireluck

They don't really know the character that well but I think they did quite good for not knowing him (except what I've spoken about him because I love him lol)

Arthur Morgan x f!Reader

Light flitted through thin, worn curtains.

She was tired, Arthur drawled in his head, eyes tracing over the sleeping girl in his arms.

He could lie and say he wasn't tired, but god knows he wasnt a liar and much less was he one to himself.

He admired the girl in his arms, thoughts drifting through his head like little lightning bugs, how was he worthy of someone as perfect?

While thought lost, the y/h/c headed woman stirred gently in his arms, tunneling into his warmth and eyes fluttering open.

"G'morning" She drawled tiredly,  cuddling into his chest.

He knew they had to get up, but he decided not to.

"Mornin' to you too sweetheart"

His southern accent carried heavy through his soft voice, he never really thought twice about it, but his lover had, coming from the north after all.

He rubbed her arms with a calloused hand, noticing cold skin and doing his best to fix it.

She let out a little yawn, allowing a little smile to grow onto Arthur's face.

"What time is it?" The girl spoke through grogginess in her throat.

Arthur looked around, not a clock in sight, but it was fine. He didnt really even want to know.

He let his blues grace the window for but a second, then turning back to his lover with soft ease.

"I couldn't tell ya' dear, but if I'd had to guess I'd say around eight in the mornin'"

She groaned, she new this meant they had to move soon, and all she wanted was to stay in the rickety bed they'd found in the arms of her lover.

Partially knowing the answer, she asked a question.

"How about we stay in bed for today Arthur? Can we do that?"

Her voice still help her morning sleepiness, but it grew a little stronger in tone.

Arthur pondered for just a moment, considering what would happen if they did.

His facial hair gently scratched the back of Y/N's neck, but she didn't mind too much, happy just to feel him there.

He piped up finally, an answer to her question finally coming to his lips.

"How bout' a couple more minutes? How's that?"

She appeared to think for a second, though already knowing her answer in the back of her mind, she spoke yet again.

"That sounds great"

Arthur nodded, pressing a gentle kiss to the side of her face before settling down back to the side of her body.

A few more minutes would be just fine, he thought.

[jungwonlvrr]

DEAR DRACO MALFOY

Pairings: Draco x Female Reader

Genre: angst

Warnings: no warnings

Y/n: your name

Y/b/n: your girl best friends name

Y/h/n: your house name

Summary: y/n send letters to Draco but the more letters she sends, the less oblivious she gets of her feelings for him.

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Dear The Slytherin Prince,

Hey! It’s your best friend, Y/n. You told me you really liked y/b/n. I’m sorry I ran away without giving you an answer. I talked with her and she likes you too! That’s crazy isn’t it? She wants you to meet her in the astronomy tower after classes.

Your best friend, Y/n

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Dear My Best Friend,

I heard you two got together. You guys would make a cute couple. I’m quite worried you’re going to leave me for her. But you wouldn’t would you? You promised. Today, I rode buckbeat with the twins, It was quite fun. Bummer you didn’t tag along lol.

Your Favorite y/h/n, Y/n.

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Dear Draco Alfredo,

I see you showed y/b/n our secret hiding spot. That place was only suppose to be between you and I but it’s okay. You two are the couple so I can’t fight and get mad lol. It’s just a bummer because it’s not so secret for you and I anymore. Today, you skipped classes, it’s not out do the ordinary for you to do so but Y/b/n skipped classs also and she never skips. I assume you two met up in our the secret hide out.

Your best wingwoman, Y/n

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Dear Draco,

It’s been two weeks since I last sent you a letter. I was busy. And two weeks since our hiding spot became yours and y/b/n’s hiding spot. That place feels not special anymore so I stopped going there. I’m glad you’re still speaking to me though! I just miss our adventures. We should go on a adventure soon!

Your best friend, Y/n

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Dear The Slytherin Barbie,

Hey! You told me we would go on our adventures, I was really happy until you brought her along. Don’t get it wrong, I’m happy for you both! I just missed the me and you times, it barely happens nowadays. You’re too caught up with Y/b/n to spend time with your best friend. It makes me upset.

Your best friend, Y/n.

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Dear The one and only Draco,

Thanks for getting me soup today, I didn’t feel so well and you realized that. I guess we still have our best friend telepathy hahah. You’re missing out on action though, last night the twins set up fireworks in the forest! I know right, crazy isn’t it. It’s kind of weird experiencing fun things without you around, I’m too use to being around you haha. I also heard you gave Y/b/n the bracelet I made you, I was kind of, maybe really upset. I put a lot of thought into that bracelet.

Your one and only, Y/n.

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Dear Draco Tomato,

It’s been a month since I last sent you a letter, I was busying studying for the exams. I don’t even know why I keep writing to you when I could just talk to you. I guess I don’t have the confidence to talk to you anymore since you seemed to be really busy with your girlfriend. You don’t even reply back so it’s embarrassing sometimes but I know you read them, Goyle told me. He just told me you didn’t have the time to reply which is compeletly fine with me! Your girlfriend must have found that soft side of yours quick, you two are so PDA now , it feels so weird since you’re not normally affectionate.

Your best friend, Y/n.

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Dear Draco,

The more I watch you and your girlfriend do your things, the more I realize I have this heavy feeling in my heart that makes me really sad. Honestly, I think it’s just the anxiety I have stored up for the upcoming exams. A day alone with you could definitely cool it down.

Y/n

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Dear Draco Malfoy,

Why are you ignoring me? Did I do something to upset you? I’m really sorry if I did! What can I do to make it up for you? Oh yeah, I’ll buy you your favorite, chocolate frogs! You better forgive me, I’m paying for this lol.

From you know, Y/n

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Dear The Slytherin,

I hope you enjoyed the chocolate frogs! You talked to today which made me expectionally happy. I get so happy when me and you have a conversation, it could be the smallest and my day will be brightened!how do you do these things?

Your Best friend, Y/n

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Dear Draco Draco Draco,

You’re ignoring me again. That hurts you know. It makes me really upset, giving me a empty feeling in my heart. I miss my best friend. You can’t do this to me.

Your best friend, Y/n

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Dear Draco,

Stop ignoring me. You’re acting as if I don’t exist anymore! What did I do wrong? It’s been 3 weeks of this constant ignoring. It really hurts, Malfoy. You don’t know how many tears are being spent of your stupidness. I’m your best friend! Don’t you remember? Please don’t forget me. I know you’re reading this, Draco. Please reply, I miss you.

Your still best friend, Y/n

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Dear Malfoy,

Today, you told me you didn’t want to be friends with anymore. I’m confused, I didn’t do anything wrong. It was so sudden, I didn’t expect this ending for us, I mean sure you were being an ass and ignoring me but I thought you were just being Draco. I’m too numb to cry right now. I miss you, kiddo.

Your ex best friend, Y/n.

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Dear Malfoy,

I heard Y/b/n was the reason you didn’t want to be friends anymore. I don’t know why I even called her my girl best friend. She stabbed me in the back, she knew how much you meant to me. I guess you were my only real friend and I lost that too. You were a real friend until you started dating her, pathetic isn’t it?.

Your ex best friend, Y/n.

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Dear Draco Malfoy,

I don’t even know why I continue to send you letters as if we are on good terms. I really want to be on good terms but you clearly don’t want that. Today I also found out from Crabbe that you threw away that chocolate frog I have bought for you. That hurt deeply. It feels like actual knives are being carved into my heart, every single day. When I see you, I feel so at home and I just want to hug you and cry while calling you mean.

Your ex best friend, Y/n.

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Dear Draco,

It’s been 2 months, I know I shouldn’t call you by your first name anymore but I miss you. I’m not mad at you anymore, I just want my best friend back. Why did things have to turn out this way? You’re really happy with you girlfriend, I can tell. You never smiled that big with me. I keep holding onto us like we are going to come back to each other.

Your ex best friend, Y/n,

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Dear Malfoy,

I know you’re still reading these. Maybe to make fun of me, I don’t know anymore. But recently I found something out. It’s quite a shock to me. I’m in love with you, Malfoy. The way I feel for you isn’t a normal way to feel for a friend, I’m in love. Only love makes you this crazy, Professer Mcgonnal told me. I think she’s referring to me sending letters almost everyday, expecting a good outcome. I’m too deep in love with you, from the way you talk to the way you move, from the way your blond hair falls into your forehead, from the way your grey eyes wander the rooms, from the way your voice called out my name so naturally, from the way you use to hug me and hum on my bad days, from the way you took me sledding and from the way your lips curved into a perfect smile. I fell in love with you and your personality, ignoring your toxic traits. For I wasn’t enough, what we had wasn’t enough that you chose her over me. Oh what you do for love.

Your secret lover, Y/n.

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Dear Malfoy,

Your girlfriend found my letter and her and her gang beat me up for it. She doesn’t understand. I would never try to sabotage your relationship with her. I just wanted to express my feelings, clearly I can’t even do that. Maybe it was wrong for me to give you a love confession but I wasnt trying to get you to be with me. She wants me to never send letters to you again, but she doesn’t have to know I’m sending this letter. You’re still my best friend in my heart, Draco.

Your ex best friend, Y/n.

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Dear Draco Malfoy,

Hey, it’s been a couple of months. I hope you’re doing well. I finally come to my closure. I’m moving on from this chapter of heartbreak and misery. You were a chapter in my life, a really really big and important one, but I was just a page in yours. I guess all good things come to an end eventually. I’m getting happier and I’m finally moving on from you. Of course I still love you! You’re still my best friend in my heart like I said. But it’s over now. I’m accepting that. You’re still with her, after all this time. I’m really happy for you both, really!

Y/n

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Dear Draco,

You looked awful for the past week. Are you doing okay? I know I said I’ve moved on but I can still send letters to check up on you, you still matter to me. Y/b/n seemed to not care that you looked emotionally tired. She just kept going on about her drama. It makes me sad, you deserve someone who will listen to you like how you listen to her. I can tell you love her a lot.

Y/n

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Dear Draco,

It’s been about a month. I found someone! I’ve officially moved on. Don’t be sad lol, as if you would. His name is Neville Longbottom. I think you know him. He’s really sweet and I don’t deserve him one bit. He bought me my favorite candies yesterday, it made me heart feel so soft and warm inside. He’s adorable. He makes me really happy, I hope you find that soon since Y/b/n isn’t doing a good job at that, lol.

Y/n

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Dear Draco,

I heard what happened, She cheated. Of course she would. I mean I didn’t expect it but it’s not a surprise either. She honestly really did like you at the beginning of your relationship with her, I don’t know what happened. You’re still welcomed to come back to this chapter of my life, I’ll gladly accept my best friend back. Just no more romantic feelings included. Just the old me and you. Oh yeah, about me and Neville, he’s really a sweetheart, i think I’m in love. He makes me feel a way you didn’t. Like I’m loved and special.

Y/n

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Dear Draco,

So we’re friends again. I’m glad. I missed you kiddo. I’m glad I’m getting my best friend back. Let’s make a plan and meet up and catch up. Wouldn’t that sound lovely?

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Dear Draco,

It’s been a week of catching up and our best friend connection came back quickly. Your ex isn’t very happy about you and I becoming friends again but it doesn’t matter.

Y/n

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Dear Y/n,

Yes I’ve read all your letters. They’re really sweet and I’m now realizing how much you cared. It’s been about a year now and I’m rereading your letters. You’re my best friend still, and we’re still like two peas in a pod. I’m happy for you and Neville. Happy late one year to you two though. He seems to the perfect one for you, I can see the love in both of your eyes. Maybe I’m selfish for saying this but I wish I were Neville. I wasted my love on someone who wasn’t worth it when I had someone right in front of me who loved me better and more than Y/b/n ever would. You’re still the same prankster I grew up with. I’m really sorry I broke you badly last year. I really am sorry. I never did want to stop being your friend, I loved you (as a friend ofc) but she made me choose between her and you and my foolishness was too blinded by love to realize what I was throwing away. Also, I did eat the chocolate frog you got me, don’t be sad lol. I fallen in love with you through the year we’ve tried again. Maybe I was always in love with you, maybe I just didn’t know and went for your then best friend. When I found out you were in love with me, I felt these waves of emotions come over me. I was happy but sad but confused. I’m sorry I let y/b/n hands onto that letter, you didn’t deserve what those girls did to you. So to my best friend. I’m in love with you. It’s my turn for this one sided love but it’s unfair that your one sided story with me is worse than mine since I know you wouldn’t leave me for anything. I’m really happy for you and Neville. But I watch your eyes as he walks by, what a sight for sore eyes, brighter than a blue sky. he’s got you mesmerized while I die.

[muhgie]

tw sexual assault

I get so much anxiety about if other people think that i’m too weird. I overanalyze my social interactions so much and its odd because i rarely used to get social anxiety. Generalized anxiety was more of a constant, like i was pretty much always in fight or flight mode. Nowadays i’ll go over something i’ve said and pick out all of the ways that i could have communicated better, wondering how the other person interpreted me, worrying that i was misinterpreted or that they were secretly judging me. I have a hard time trusting people and that makes me closed off to others….which is fine i guess because unless i want a relationship with someone, then i don’t necessarily care about what they think of me. So its like whyyy am i getting anxious about being misinterpreted?

I know that I tend to assume that people are acting in bad faith a lot. I put defenses up before knowing what a person’s intentions are because its easier to protect myself that way. If I’m always on guard, then the risk of being tricked or manipulated is lower, right? And it makes me feel like I’m victimizing myself by acting like i know that everyone is out to get me. But it’s very hard because i’ve had people take advantage of my trust. I wish that i could just say “fuck them” and move on but the wounds are just so deep. There is so much that I still haven’t processed yet, so i don’t even know how to heal. My therapist told me to write unsent letters to people that have hurt me. I wrote a couple and they helped. But when I went in to write one of them in particular, I had so much ready to go but once i got there i could barely think of anything to write down. All i could do is sit there and cry. I could barely even describe what happened to my therapist. I still haven’t really. I’ve only ever told Marc and my best friend about it and it wasn’t very detailed because, again, haven’t even touched the surface of that stuff myself. The pain is so heavy, but its like I’m unable to process any of it. I think about it every fucking day :( its like i never even left it. I just want to belt it out so bad. “I loved you i loved you and you didnt even care. You laughed at me when i told you and you kept me around for your own gain.” and here i am, feeling a crushing amount of guilt for hurting them. it follows me everywhere. worrying myself sick that i looked like the bad guy for putting my mental health first. i could have handled it better. i know. but i needed to help myself. I ask myself “Did I do the right thing?” and i say yes but quietly, and my voice trembles as say it

It gets so bad sometimes. I dread socializing with most people nowadays because i can’t see how they would accept me. And I want to screammmmm because I know that I’m worthy of love and acceptance!!!! I have so many people in my life that genuinely care about me!!!! Like!!!! Not everyone is going to hurt me!!! I don’t matter to most people and thats good!!! And yet I still place myself at second-best for everyone. Its so frustrating. l deserve to be my most authentic self god dammit

I think about how shitty Hayley was to me when we were friends and sometimes i legit sit there and say, “well maybe I misinterpreted what happened and she wasn’t actually being shitty. maybe i incorrectly thought that what she did to me was abusive.” THAT BITCH PUNCHED ME UNTIL I GOT BRUISES!!! SHE PULLED MY SHIRT UP IN FRONT OF PEOPLE WHEN I WASNT EXPECTING IT!!!! THAT SHIT ISNT OKAY. Hayley made me to fucking uncomfortable soooo often, she really had no regard for how others felt around her. At least not for me lol. And yeah she was traumatized too or whatever but fuck you bro you mentally tortured me throughout our entire “friendship.” And then she tries to crawl back into my life in the saddest ways possible. Following me around at the gym. Calling my mom to try and contact me. Getting her ex boyfriend who worked with me to try and get me to message her. Sorry i don’t exist to make you feel better about yourself. fuck herrr

i really need to be nicer to myself. i’ve felt empowered to speak my truth to my mom about my stepdad’s abuse, and if i can do that i know that i can get through whatever im going through right now. i craved my moms validation and i spoke my truth about my abuse and got it. The difference is that i don’t want validation from these other people, I’m just…really angry at them. A “How dare you take advantage of me?” type of a thing. God am I just going through the same cycle of denial, anger, then whatever comes after? I know that I have to allow myself to feel my emotions or whatever, but anger is the most difficult one for me to feel…. Why cant it be easier lol

[crqstalite]

coasting. [f!shenko + post-war]

had a thought late afternoon yesterday, decided it needed to be written, even though i put off writing i have questions for a day lol. for @that-wasnt-so-bad ;)

kaidan takes shepard ice skating.

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Shepard was usually good at a lot of things. Surviving the impossible, fighting off grotesque monsters three times her size, patching together alliances that really shouldn't have been possible, win a war that had been lost plenty of times before. Hell, she'd done all of that within a few months only a year ago, and was still alive to tell the tale. Picking up talents came easy to her.

Usually.

She probably should've known something was up when Kaidan asked her to dress warm at the tail end of the year without telling her where they were going. Wary, she'd trusted him and donned a sweater and jeans (which he'd immediately shot down and sheepishly asked her to wear leggings with little explanation of why), curious of his intentions. Since getting out of the hospital a few months ago, she hadn't been out much. Seeing what there was to her new home on Earth piqued her interest.

Still, she hadn't expected to be clutching both a railing and his hand for dear life with literal knives strapped to her feet three hours later. She'd never been so glad to have quick reflexes, or she would've gotten a face full of ice a few times. Her nose was burning, her lips were chapped and teeth would be just nearly chattering if she weren't so worried about falling flat on her face.

What was worse was the fact he also had a very nervous grin on his face out the corner of her eye, and she was getting rather suspicious that he'd lied when he said he'd been skating before. Her first tip probably should've been when he nearly tripped after putting the skates on trying to help her balance herself off the bench. If also not the second time when he'd been trying to coax her onto the ice. And, the third time when he actually had fallen when she'd used him to keep from falling herself.

Okay, that might've been her fault. She had apologized, trying to help him up while he'd laughed it off. And then she'd fallen. So they were just a pair of people, slowly making their way across the ice. She'd never been so glad not to be in anything with the Alliance or N7 insignia. They were just a man and a woman, making fools of themselves together.

"Knives belong in my hands, not on my feet, Kaidan." She repeats herself for the third time and grimaces, a perpetual frown on her face since he'd strapped the damn things on her feet. Center of balance, Shepard had apparently never met her.

"You're still upright, you're doing fine, Shepard." He reassures her. If not for the soft smile that he gives her, or the way he looks at her to begin with, she'd be off this rink in ten seconds flat, forget the fact she barely knows how to. Yet, this was something he'd brought her out to do, supposedly because he enjoyed it, and she be damned if she gave up or refused him.

Well, at least until she managed to hurt herself again. There was already a bruise blooming on her bad knee after she'd fell. She was sure he'd fuss over it when they got home, as much as she doesn't want him to.

And, she hadn't even really understood the concept of ice skating before he'd told her about it. Growing up a spacer kid did nothing for her comprehension of Earth children's entertainment. Which is why she's entertaining the idea, but is having about zero of the fun that supposedly went along with it.

She shifts another two feet forward, trying to keep his words in mind, and nearly slips again before he pulls her back upright, "You're leaning too far forward."

"I thought you said to lean forward." She asks.

"Not that far forward."

Sighing, she glances over his shoulder. Kaidan follows her gaze, where she'd been watching a younger girl spin gracefully over the ice in the middle of the rink. To imagine she could shoot a Marauder's head off at a hundred yards and couldn't even glide any distance was disheartening, if not also embarrassing. Thirty three years old, a war veteran, and even the Reapers didn't have anything on the slippery surface beneath her feet. She raises her eyes to him again, "You've been skating before. Let's run with this visual learner thing, I step off the ice and watch you for a bit."

Concern flits through his eyes, "Shepard..."

"It's fine, I'm not going anywhere. Maybe I just need to watch instead of doing." And possibly sit to massage her knee for a bit.

"Shepard, you don't get it."

"No, I don't. So teach me then."

"No, Shepard," Red dusts his face, looking away from her for a moment before sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck, "It's been years since I've skated."

A lightbulb goes off in her head, looking down at their hands and then back up at him, "You dragged me out here in the dead of Canadian winter, knowing full well I'd never skated before, and also knowing you hadn't either?"

"I have!" He responds, "Just not since I was a lot younger. And I might've thought my muscle memory would've kicked in by now."

"You need me for balance as much as I need you, huh?"

"No," He pauses, flexing his fingers in between her's, "Maybe I just like holding your hand." Kaidan responds, as unconvincingly as she expected.

But she had to admit he looked a whole lot more comfortable here than she did. And if she was putting her well-being back into anyone's hands, it might as well be his.

She shakes her head, "So we're really both out here with about zero idea what we're doing? Not that we haven't done that before, pretty damn successfully if the Reaper free galaxy is anything to go by, but we could've had a lot more fun at home that didn't include a perilous sport I have no business participating in."

"You, might have zero idea. You sound like you're expecting me to do what she's doing. I've held a gun longer than I've been on skates," He thinks to himself for a moment before looking at her directly, "You trust me, don't you?"

"I trusted you this morning, when you hadn't put your poor girlfriend in danger of breaking her nose," She pouts, "Y'know, the doctors are going to just love you when I come back with a broken bone, the only explanation being that you'd knowingly sent me to my icy demise."

"I'll make it up to you, I promise," He's still grinning when his grip on her hand loosens. Then it's gone and she nearly flounders, reaching out for the railing with both hands and grinding to a halt. Glaring at him when she feels safe enough to, he chuckles before skating just in front of her, stuttering for a moment when he slips backwards before holding his hands out to her again, "And I'm pretty sure those doctors love to have you there anyway. Might make patient of the month if you're lucky."

Tentatively, she releases one hand from it's death grip on the railing to reach over and let him take it, then the other as she slides forward into his grasp, "Can see the headlines now," She stutters, gripping his hands like a lifeline, " 'Great Commander Shepard hospitalized after easily avoidable skating disaster, Major Alenko suspected of the crime.'"

"Ow, first," He gestures to his hands as she loosens her hold only enough to know she's not breaking his fingers. If he really thinks she's about to let go, he's more delusional than the Illusive Man himself, "It's supposed to be fun. Second," He rubs his thumb over the back of her hands, eyes boring into her in a way that sets something in her aflame, "I've got you."

It isn't as promising as marching her way across the ice back to where they'd left their things, nor offering the stability that she'd once had with the metal barrier, but he talks her through it long enough that she's standing upright fifteen minutes later and honest to God actually pushing off enough times to earn her a smile from him. It's comforting to have him so close, ready to pull her back up at a moment's notice (usually because she has a tendency to lean backwards). Staring into his whiskey colored eyes once he asks her to stop looking at her feet and focus on moving towards him, not grinding the skates into the ice, definitely puts her a little more at ease.

Not that she hasn't lost her balance another three or four times, but she hadn't fallen again when the sun was beginning to set outside the windows another half an hour later. He teases her, as she'd expected and retorts accordingly. Almost feels like their days on the SR-2, except without Harbinger looming over their budding relationship. She watches as his confidence comes back to skate backwards without an eye over his shoulder, giving her pointers like he had with her biotics. Her nerves are lot less shot when he asks her to let his hands go after spending a majority of the day laughing, as nervous as she is, when she manages to half glide, half walk over to him. It's not perfect when he steps away from where he'd been in front of her, as she nearly runs into a wall before grasping it at the last second, but it's world's better than what they'd started with.

It's late, that much she knows, but they make it around the rink a few more times, switching back to their original position with his hand in her's. Slow, frustrating at times as she keeps forgetting how to turn without picking up a foot and dragging it into the ice, but it's nearly romantic if she forgets she'd taken up his entire day doing something she watches a five year old excel at. There are more people there than when they'd started, and she's terrified to say she's actually exhausted. Good and tired, almost funny if she didn't remember the fact she fought off husks as heavy as her only a year ago. She still has a stupid smile on her face when they step off the rink, and she nearly falls flat on her face from the different motion, had it not been for a strong arm around her waist.

She's more careful on her way back to their bench, running a hand through her hair as Kaidan pulls their things out their locker. She places her jacket over to her side when she falls back on the seat, sweat still beading on her forehead.

"Then I'm guessing you enjoyed today?" He asks, bending down to undo her laces. She nearly tells him off, to just let her do it herself, but she was more likely to get tangled in them before getting a foot out. And, he was a nice sight, "Knife shoes aren't so bad, huh?"

"If you consider toddling across the ice like a child fun, sure. Oh wait, apparently there are children who can skate circles around me," He raises an eyebrow before she relents with her mild hate of the sport, "Look, skating, not so much. I belong in space, with insurmountable odds against us and mag boots. But, I enjoyed spending the day with you."

"Thanks Shepard, that's sweet of you." He avoids her knee almost like he knows, before gently pulling off one of her skates.

"You skated a lot before you enlisted?" She asks, while he starts on the other foot.

"To be honest, my sisters were better at it than I was. One wanted to be a professional figure skater, I just got dragged along to her practices when I was younger, and they let me on the ice between sessions," He shrugs, "Wasn't a pastime, but I got good enough at it that I wasn't breaking everything when I got out there."

"So you brought me out here why? Especially if there even the chance I'd end up with my mortal enemy again?" She narrows her eyes when he looks back up at her with a half amused, half exasperated expression.

"Hospital beds aren't that bad."

"When they only fit one disgruntled war survivor, they are. Bonus points if they strap you in for months at a time with nothing but old vids to watch because you only get one channel. And Monica is more interested in the, and I quote, 'sweet Major that keeps coming by' than she is in anything I have to say."

"Right," He snickers, manages the other one off, and she places her feet back on the ground, cringing as she realizes her socks are wet, "Couldn't bring you to a shooting range, and I'm pretty sure you'd be pissed if I brought you to a pottery shop."

"Aw, you know me so well, as much as I'm pretty sure that's code for 'Shepard's a bull in china shop'," She stops him just before he stands, placing a hand just against his jaw and kisses him, "Thanks for today though. As many times as the rink tried to take me out, I like being with you. Without bullets flying over our heads."

"Love you too," He kisses her again, then standing, "And you just took out my idea for next Friday. Here I thought you'd like the idea of paintball."

She gives him the most quizzical look, trying to figure how the words fit together and why. She really needed to start reading up on this stuff if domesticity and odd Earth activities were the new name of the game, "...paintball?"

[missjackil]

My 15x12 Opinion

Galaxy Brain

Though I had hoped for something more dramatic after such a long hiatus, I dont think this was a bad episode. Maybe the placement was wrong is all. It was arch heavy and yet closed the Wayward loose end.

To start, we have Chuck in Radio Shed which was funny in and of itself. That poor random kid! We got to see a little more into Chuck’s head, what his point is and as dickish as he’s been, I can actually relate to him not wanting all these different versions of Sam and Dean or different outcomes of the story, for me it relates to my relationship with fanfic. Without begrudging anyone from enjoying it or writing it, for me, it doesn't do much.  I love this story and I love THIS Sam and Dean, they “spark joy” they engage me, interest me, challenge, surprise and disappoint me. All the other ones out there are fine, but I love the REAL Sam and Dean! I get it Chuck.... now stop being a tool!

I still dont think Jack lost his whole soul. Maybe most but he obviously feels something. Love, remorse, guilt.. things soulless people dont feel. I liked Sam’s talk with him, like he started out as though he had a rehearsed speech for him then decided to get real. I liked it, it was believable. 

So now we have the whole Dark Kaia thing with Jody. The sad thing is, is that she really could have just knocked on the bunker door and asked the boys for help and they would have.... not a lot of people have realized how willing these boys are to help others. 

Im glad Jody finally met Cas, Im glad the Wayward shit is over, and Im glad we only had to deal with Kaia since she was the only interesting one.  I have seen a lot of you folks upset that she hugged Dean, but you dont remember they left on very good terms. Remember she wanted to help Sam and Dean at the end of The Bad Place and wanted to help rescue them in Wayward Sisters. They didnt end on Dean yelling at her with a gun pointed at her... they moved on.

Now dont you all go thinking this plan to kill God is going to be the endgame. This is just plan B which never works.  Jack is way too willing to obey Billie, Cas is too willing to trust the BillieJack situation, and Dean is too happy to get revenge.  Sam is sitting back like hmmmm somethings not right.

Let's not forget you cant kill Chuck without killing Amara and since shes not harming anyone, the guys aren't going to want to just kill her. Im thinking maybe Billie is the BIG BIG bad because seriously, hasnt death really been the Winchesters enemy from the jump? 

I believe Sam’s book says the only way he can die is if Dean kills him and that's why it hasn't been revealed yet. 

Kudos to the FX department, I liked the comet and the destruction of The Bad Place... it looked really good!

Overall it was a decent episode, Ill rewatch it, it might not make my top 30 but it wasnt bad at all.

On a scale of Bloodlines to Lebanon Ill give this one a 7, Next week looks amazing even from  the trailer lol

[g0dtier]

leftist tumblr/twitter really needs to chill with the outrage directed at other leftists and check facts and shit. like take leftist youtubers for example

hbomberguy got a callout posted about him that contained like 3 images of an incomplete chat log which accused him of being a rape apologist and over the years the story just turned into “hbomb is a rapist”

and like the whole story is convoluted as shit because i just went on like an hour long deep dive trying to find all the deleted pics and logs and posts and i did! and what i found was so underwhelming and weird but what it comes down to is this

this person accused a friend of hbomb without proof and conflicting messages of something heinous, 5 years after the fact apparently happened, was met with understanding but questions about clarification or proof which they could have easily given which they said so themselves but actively decided not to, said they “didnt want to blow this wide open” and then posted their callout to every single leftist and gaming subreddit they could find, raged about hbomb not linking to their callout in his apology, and then deleted their tumblr, the callout they wanted people to read so desperately and all the screenshots with it and now the facts (which were barely there) have become so convoluted that a bunch of people think hbomb is actually a rapist or smth

if u are into drama and wanna know other shit heres like, what i put together from all the shit i found

like it starts with skype chat logs in the middle of a conversation, u know a convo has been held about this before but the logs arent there for some reason, K didnt decide to post the first conversation about these accusations for some reason and this is kinda important cause later on K does something else weird with the chat logs

K accused Hbomb’s friend PL of being a rapist and sending them rapey messages 5 years before these call logs

K continued to work with Hbomb knowing PL and Hbomb were friends for 5 years before deciding to accuse out of the blue

without proof because their computer died, even though skype chat logs can easily be recovered even on a new computer and they said they had proof and logs they got from other people about PL’s behavior yet refused to show them to anyone or post them in the callout

chat logs start off with Hbomb asking about the situation but that they dont have to talk if K doesnt want to and K immediately going into a rant about how they rely on Hbomb to not become homeless and how their former rapist now has kids 

this is like a really weird thing to start off a convo with. if ur friend is like “hey if you want to, you can talk to me about this rape accusation” and u immediately reply with “lol yea anyway the person who abused me as a child has kids now and no one will believe me when i talk about him and also if you dont believe me and i get shit for this accusation i WILL be homeless” thats like. some heavy emotional manipulation to start off a convo with. anyway the accusation is this

K accuses PL of threatening to rape them 5 years ago, K and PL were wanting to meet up but PL made rapey comments and K, according to the callout post, didnt show for the meeting

Hbomb says he has some trouble with this because he absolutely wants to believe and support K and asks what he can do for them, but also mentions how theyve talked about PL for years and that there never was anything like this mentioned and that this accusation is sort of coming out of the blue. he also mentions, which is kinda important, that K told him after the original meetup was cancelled that they were afraid PL actually cancelled the meetup because he lost interest in K. Which doesnt correlate at all with what K claims and seems like something they should clear up right

anyway hbomb is like completely chill and supportive during this entire conversation and mentions how he feels like garbage over not being able to believe K out of the blue, which is 100% fucking reasonable considering the situation where K actually apparently felt sad about the meetup not continuing, everything being fine for 5 years, and then accusing PL out of the blue without any proof while also prefacing it with a “if u dont believe me i will be homeless”. like thats 100% just a fucking reasonable reaction lmfao. 

so u imagine there’s gonna be some clearup about everything being fine for 5 years and what hbomb said about K confiding in him all those years ago that they thought PL cancelled the meeting because they didnt like them, right?

wrong because the next logs are the only chat logs of that conversation where a bunch of K’s reply is completely cut off. Like K decided posting these logs was important but deliberately decided to cut out a bunch of their own reply after being asked in the most non-confrontational way fucking ever for some 100% reasonable clarification on their accusations. like they have multiple screenshots which show the chat continuing exactly from the last screenshot by including the last thing said on the former screenshot but they did decide that the last screenshot should start halfway through their last message to hbomb

K then decides to not go after PL at all but make a huge ass callout about hbomb instead for not believing them. like the callout isnt even “hey PL made rapey comments at me” the callout is “hbomb didnt believe me when i told him this”

after this a couple things happened

K spread the callout everywhere they could because they wanted everyone to know about this and they recieved tons of support

they posted some out of context screenshots of hbomb replying to unknown messages and his replies may or may not be about this incident, no one knows because theyre completely vague without earlier context which again wasnt included

they also posted stuff about his mods defending him when all the mod (singular) in question says is to take up comments about this with hbomb himself bc discussing public callouts and dragging people has been prohibited since way before this thing happened and it makes people uncomfortable to discuss new and vague situations like this in the public server instead of in PMs which is like. logical

then they claim that (again no proof) they heard through the grapevine from someone else that hbomb had been dragging K in voice chat and calling them a crazy bitch or something like that which makes zero fucking sense because boasting in a public voice chat on a server where people are already trying to drag you about how someone who made a callout post is a crazy bitch, with your own voice, which can easily be recorded and is way harder to accuse of being faked is actually a 0 brain cell move and while i dont know hbomb personally i dont think anyone would actually be that fucking stupid

Hbomb wrote an apology and K accused him of copying it from an ask they got about what an apology should be like which is like really fucking weird because nothing in the apology even remotely resembles what they asked for so its like aight

after hbomb was thoroughly dragged through the mud because K spread the callout everywhere they could and got mad at hbomb for not including a link to their callout in his original apology and then, right after the fucking apology and they got all the traction they really tried to get they just...deleted their tumblr and all the archives and screenshots lmfao