#my guy youre great and awesome but youre way too full of yourself

[pulquedeguayaba]

Oh yeah

[mancalledvenus]

you think i'm pretty?

nishinoya yuu x reader

summary: you and nishinoya are paired together for a class assignment that leads to you asking him for volleyball tips and him asking for your number ^_<

word count: 1.4k

a/n: not proofread and written at 1am so sorry if it's a tough read lmfao i'm trying to clean out my drafts. thank you for reading !

the school day had dragged on for longer than usual. you sighed as you slumped into your seat for the last class of the day: psychology. the course was probably designed specifically to drain your energy and spoil your mood. that’s what it felt like at least.

your teacher droned on about his weekend for a full ten minutes before announcing to the class he'd be pairing you randomly with one of your peers for the next presentation.

you felt your body start to fill with dread. internally praying you didn't get stuck with someone lazy that made you do all the heavy lifting. you listened carefully for your name as the teacher called them out.

"y/n l/n, you'll be working with nishinoya yuu." he gestured to the boy in the back of the class with his head down on the desk that was clearly not paying attention.

"great." you thought to yourself as you shuffled through the room to the back.

his head snapped up as he heard footsteps coming his way, but relaxed a bit when he realized you weren't the teacher. he sat up fully and leaned back in his chair, giving you a clear view of his face. as you examined his features and sat down in front of him it registered in your head that this was the same boy that played the libero position on your school's volleyball team.

reluctantly you decided to ask him about it. being in volleyball yourself you'd always been curious about his skill and took it as an opportunity.

"are.. are you on the boy's volleyball team?"

his eyes widened and he smiled as he answered your question, "yeah are you a fan?"

you scoffed a little and shook your head, "not exactly, but i've seen you play. i'm the libero for the girls team."

nishinoya had finally seemed to shake off his forced laid-back persona and was noticeably more energetic than before. a side of him that you'd recognized from when you peaked into the boy's gym on more than one occasion while they practiced. even though you told everyone you were there to pick up tips from more 'skilled' players, deep down a part of you kept returning to see the cute boy in the #4 jersey.

"that's awesome! i always see you in here and our chemistry class. had no idea you were into volleyball."

you shrugged and glanced down, "i dunno, i'm kinda new to the team still. i'm not that confident in my skills yet."

nishinoya frowned at your tone and shook his head, "it takes a lot of courage to just step on the court and play. if you're gonna be a good libero you have to make sure you're dependable. you can't be reliable if you're second guessing yourself like that!"

you nodded to yourself silently before looking back up at him. the look on his face was enough to encourage you in of itself. the reassurance from this, well stranger basically, gave you a great feeling of relief and you were starting to feel less burdened with worry.

"that's definitely something to consider," you sighed and rubbed the back of your neck, "still our team is kindaaa... underdeveloped? we're not bad, it's just like we're still figuring everything out, y'know?"

"ohh, yeah i get that." he nodded.

"i wish we had someone with more experience so they could guide me a little or something."

nishinoya nearly jumped out of his seat to lean closer to your face. "i could totally help you!" the volume of his voice caused the pair sitting near you to glare at you both a little irritated, but you didn't notice and neither did he. "i'm so down to help you out- especially if it'll benefit the team too! you guys gotta rep us at the girl's tournaments.. i didn't catch your name also, i'm so sorry."

"it's y/n," you laughed at his enthusiasm. "i wouldn't wanna burden you too much, but that sounds like a lot of fun."

"please, i'd be lucky to get to play with someone as pretty as you. i'm getting sick of my teammate's faces honestly."

you laughed again and bit the inside of your cheek trying to withhold an uncontrollable smile.

"you think i'm pretty?"

nishinoya's face turned red. he had a habit of running his mouth without thinking and even though he'd flirted with girls relentlessly before, something about you made him extremely flustered. maybe it was the way you'd been staring into his eyes? the way you’d been listening to him so attentively as he was talking?

god you’d barley said a few sentences to him and you were already making him sweat. how come he hadn’t noticed how close you were until a few seconds ago? was he really that zoned out talking about volleyball?

"i.. uhm, i mean.." he tensed up with his arms glued to his sides, "you can't really blame me for saying it, you're gorgeous.."

"wow he's forward." you thought quietly, still processing what he'd said. there was nothing but silence from the two of you and all you could focus on was how your heart clenched every time his eyes connected with your's.

unable to talk without stuttering all you could offer him in that moment was a flustered smile which he returned with a quiet laugh. gaining more coincidence he finally broke the silence, "y/n?"

just as you were about to recover from his previous remark, him saying your name was enough to completely knock you back off your feet.

"..yeah?"

"would you let me take you out sometime?"

"FUUCKKK HE'S SO CUTE." you raved internally. you got swept up in your thoughts again before panic started to settle in at the realization that you needed to actually reply to him.

blushing and astonished at his sudden bold behavior, what was intended to be words came out as a collection of incoherent mumbles, "you- wha.. you? you and me? imeanthatwouldn't- i.. serious.. really?"

"i'll take that as a maybe," he chuckled and grabbed his pen from off his notebook, "if that's too much of a commitment could i at least get your number?"

the stupid shit-eating grin on his face gave the impression he knew exactly what your next actions would be; and he did. you reached across the desk for the pen he held out to you and shyly smiled to yourself as you began to write your number on the back of his other hand he had stretched out to you as well. you gripped it softly and etched the numbers on his skin.

the minute you finished writing he pulled his hand to his face swiftly. his eyes practically twinkling in excitement as he admired your penmanship.

his eagerness as he whipped his phone out of his pocket and began copying the numbers made you giggle, "why didn't you just hand me your phone in the first place, silly?"

"honestlyy," he began and you rolled your eyes realizing he was about to say something annoyingly charming and dumb, "i really only wanted you to hold my hand.. at the end of the day i am a simple man." the threw his hands up as he explained himself.

"you're so stupid." you held his pen in your teeth to chew on the cap. "i'm keeping your pen for that."

"i'll give you every pen i can find if that's all it costs."

you blushed a bright shade of pink and pushed his head down so he's looking downward at the desk, "n-nishinoya. we haven't started the assignment." you brushed his comment off and tried desperately to get him to pay attention to the papers sprawled across his desk.

the remainder of the class was him flirting with you and you trying not to completely lose your shit while also trying to get your work done (you guys didn't even finish reading the instructions).

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after school during the boy's practice.

"TANAKA. I DID IT I GOT HER NUMBER!!" noya nearly ran over hinata and yamaguchi running to find his friend.

tanaka's eyes followed the sound of the familiar voice to find noya rushing through the door, "Huh, who's? ..Y/N'S?"

"YEAH!! i played it sooo cool too. i pretended to not know her name and everything! seriously, every time she looked at me i almost died. her smile bro- her smile is sooo pretty-"

"prettier than mine?" tanaka smiled and folded his arms while listening to his rambling.

"don't interrupt me!" noya huffed before continuing, "she plays volleyball! did you know? god i got her number!"

"it was about time my man!" the two shook hands as their giddy shouts echoed throughout the gym.

almost immediately they were shushed by ukai for being too loud then scolded again by daichi then laughed at by yamaguchi and tsukishima, but in that moment nothing anyone could say to him would put a dent in nishinoya's mood.

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the end !

[turcott3]

love language

jamie drysdale x fem! reader

warnings?: cursing, smut!😝 (loss of v card, fingering, unprotected sex) fluff!!!!

positions fics masterlist

~teach me how to love you, i’m not learning what ain’t right~

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another morning waking up in jamie’s spacious anaheim apartment was a strange feeling to you. you’d grown incredibly fond of him over the past few weeks of staying with him. you were just trying to get on your feet and were looking for a place of your own. trevor, a childhood friend of yours, introduced you to jamie some months ago and jamie was willing to help you while you sorted everything out with your move, trevor’s house being full and your urge to stay with that many guys was at a minimum, but jamie has a place to call his own which was something he always wanted and was willing to share his space with you.

“good morning.” jamie greets you from the couch with a mug of hot coffee.

“morning.” you reply rubbing your eyes and walking into the kitchen to make your morning coffee.

“i bought you a new bottle of creamer because i saw you were almost out.” he says once you open the fridge door.

“oh thank you.” you smile appreciating the small gesture.

“yeah you’re welcome, oh by the way, z, mase and leo are coming over tonight. we have like two days off so i figured you’d want to see them.” he says getting up off the couch and leaning on the tall counter.

“yeah that sounds awesome,” you smile taking a sip of your coffee, locking eyes with jamie. it was always hard for you not to stare for too long at his big, beautiful, blue doe eyes.

“great, i’m gonna get to cleaning the place.” he says drinking the last of his coffee and setting his mug in the sink.

“i’ll help?”

“no it’s okay, didn’t you say you had homework or something?” he says towering over you, standing a little too close.

“oh yeah, i do. we’ll just let me know if you need any help.” you say smiling awkwardly, exiting the kitchen with your coffee, quickly shutting the door behind you. you open your macbook trying to shake the funny feeling he left in your stomach during your short lived conversation in the kitchen. his proximity, his eye contact, his demeanor. it made you overthink, or so you thought.

“what the fuck?” you swear, blinking a few times after seeing how much time had past. it was already reaching 3 pm and you had spent the last 5 hours working on homework and an essay for your english class.

“i think i just got stuck in an alternate dimension, no way i was at my desk for five hours.” you say swinging your door open to jamie sitting on the couch watching tv.

“i didn’t want to interrupt you, when i opened your door you were locked in. i got you lunch tho, i put it in the microwave so it wouldn’t get too cold.”

“oh thank you, you didn’t have to.”

“well i felt like i should because you were drowning yourself in work and you needed to eat something.”

“i appreciate the gesture.” you say pulling the chipotle out of the microwave.

“they’ll be here at 5.” he says.

“okay, let me eat and shower and ill be out here.” you smile walking over to the couch to hug him, “ you’re the best.”

“yeah of course.” he says hugging you back gently. you took your meal into your room and ate it while you picked an outfit and let the shower warm up. right before you step in, your phone buzzes on the counter.

“hey z.” you say picking up.

“hey y/n, can’t wait to see you tonight. it’s been a while since we caught up.”

“yeah me too, i’ve missed you.”

“still a virgin y/n/n? i feel like it’s been long enough since i last checked in.” he asks.

“yes trevor, i told you that you’d be the first to know once i lost my virginity.”

“yep i’m waiting for that text that says ‘harmonica’.”

“oh yes, the code word.” i laugh.

“alright well i’ll let you go, ill see you at 5.”

“bye trev.”

“bye y/n.” he says, ending the line, finally allowing you to step into the shower. you longed for it to finally happen, you’re 20 how has it not yet? once you wrap up your shower you step out, flipping on your hairdryer, humming while you dried it almost completely. you slip on your leggings, throw on your crewneck and spray yourself generously with perfume. you walked back out into the bedroom and heard trevor’s familiar laugh. you slipped on your slippers and walked out into the living room, seeing all the boys sat at the table.

“y/n!” trevor says standing up and walking over to you, hugging you tightly.

“it’s good to see you too trevor.”you laugh as he lets you go. he brings you to the table where you sat directly across from jamie.

“wine anyone? mom got me a wine fridge and i just stocked it.” jamie says and presents a bottle of red wine proudly.

“sure.” you reply smiling, happy to see how proud he is of his wine fridge. he grabs you all glasses and pours one for each of you.

“cheers to being reunited.” mason says raising his glass and everyone following suit, jamie and i locking eyes for a brief moment before looking away, feeling occasional glances in my direction.

“how about some truth or dare?” trevor offers, setting his glass down.

“sure.” mason says with a smug smirk on his face.

“i’m in.” leo replies looking in your direction.

“yeah, yeah let’s play.” you say taking your last sip and setting your glass down.

“i’ll go first.” mason offers, “jamie, truth or dare?”

“truth?” he replies hesitantly.

“how many bottles of wine did you buy for that fridge yesterday?”

“seven.” he quickly replies.

“oh damn ok.” mason laughs, taking another sip.

“trevor, truth or dare?” jamie says turning to look at the clueless boy.

“dare.”

“call terry and tell him you still wanna walk his dog.”

“god, fine.” he says pulling his phone out and calling him.

“hey troy, what’s up?” he says followed by silence.

“yeah i was just calling to ask if i could walk your dog tomorrow? no? oh, okay. great, well thanks for the trust terry.” he laughs hanging up.

“tell you no?” leo asks.

“hahaha yeah.” he replies.

“it’s your turn.” you say cutting him off.

“jeez okay, y/n.” he says smirking looking at you.

“truth.” you say hoping it’s the safe route. trevor looks at you then looks at jamie, then to mason and leo before coming back to you.

“is it true that you’re still a virgin?” he asks with a smug look on his face, causing you to choke on your second sip of your new glass of wine.

“really dude?”

“it requires an answer.”

“yes trevor. i am still a fucking virgin.” i say, face flushing red now that jamie knows.

“alright your turn.” he smiles.

“last round. leo?”

“truth.”

“did you wanna get drafted by the ducks?”

“honestly…… no but i’m glad i am here now.”

“wow didn’t expect that one.” you say expecting a much more underwhelming reply. you finish your wine and rinse your glass out in the sink, finding your way to the couch leaving the boys at the table. they continue their conversation and you sit scrolling through your phone, thinking it would be rude to go to your room with guests over.

j: you good?

y/n: yeah i’m fine

j: okay, talk later?

y/n: sure

you reply one final time, turning on the tv and putting on a movie, distracting yourself from the elephant in the room. not to long after the boys join you on the couch watching the movie as well. jamie sat close to you, arm draped around the back of the couch where you sat. no one said a word to each other for at last 30 minutes. you scoot closer to jamie, leaning your head on his shoulder, eyes drooping with sleepiness. he rested his arm around your shoulder snuggly, his thumb gently caressing your arm.

“boys i think it’s time we head out.” mason declares standing up. it had been a few hours and it was starting to get late.

“i’ll see you guys tomorrow.” jamie says fist bumping them all as they filed out of the apartment. he olaced his arm back around me, this time more snuggly and boldly.

“you okay?” he asks, brushing his thumb in your bicep.

“yeah i’m just embarrassed. he always finds a way.” you admit to the brunette.

“he has a way of rubbing people the wrong way, i’m so sorry y/n.” he replies honestly.

“yeah he does.” you sigh

“so is it true?”

“is what true?” you ask fearing his question.

“are you actually a virgin?”

“yes, i am.” you sigh, embarrassed all over again.

“i mean is there like a reason why?”

“jamie i’m 20, there’s obviously not a good reason. i mean no one’s ever wanted me like that or been attracted to me in that way.” you say picking at your cuticles.

“that’s crazy.”

“what?”

“how has no one been attracted to you in that way?” he repeats and i turn to look at him.

“i mean they just haven’t.”

“they’re crazy.”

“what do you mean?”

“have you looked at you?”

“well yeah but-“

“no buts, come here.” jamie says moving you onto his lap, your hands locking behind his neck.

“what are you doing?”

“giving you the attention you deserve.” he smiles, pulling your chin to his, pressing a short kiss to your lips, sending butterflies through your stomach, leaving an anxious look on your face.

“jamie-“ you start.

“if you don’t want to do anything with me, tell me now and i’ll stop.” he says interrupting you.

“no it’s not that i don’t want to do anything with you, i’m just scared.”

“why are you scared y/n? tell me.” he replies, pushing strands of hair behind your ears.

“i’ve never felt beautiful like other girls so maybe ive just been afraid to ever put myself out there. that’s why im scared. that im not good enough.” you admit to him, never even wanting to admit that to yourself.

“well you should put yourself out there. sure there’s “beauty standards” but who gives a fuck? look at you. you’re so beautiful.” he says with his hands placed delicately on your waist.

“it’s just hard.”

“i’ll make sure you know how beautiful you are love, i promise.” he says running his hand lightly up and down your thigh.

“okay.” you say caving into his words. you grab onto his cheeks and pull him in for a kiss again. this time trying to assert yourself, showing him the direction you want the kiss to go. he puts his arms beneath you, picking you up bridal style, carrying you to his bedroom. a place you’d only entered a handful of times. delicately, he places you on the bed, removing his shirt and climbing over you, reconnecting your lips once again. you began to feel more comfortable, even thought him being shirtless was intimidating to you, you never realized just how toned he actually was.

“you’re so fucking fit jamie.” you say as he backs away to look at you.

“don’t make this about me honey, this night is all about you.” he says running his hands up your legs to the waistband of you leggings in which he assists you in removing. he tosses them in his hamper, clearly having no intentions of giving them back tonight.

“if i need to slow down or stop please tell me.” he says staring down at you, our faces mere inches apart.

“okay.” you reply, face turning rose. he connects your lips once more before assisting you shimmy out of your crewneck which you wore no bra under.

“no bra around the boys? bold move.” he giggles taking your breasts into his hands and kissing you as your hand found their way around his neck. he pulls away standing up again, removing his sweatpants leaving him only in his boxers. delicately, he runs his middle finger over your soaked core on top of the fabric of your lace thong.

“wow so wet huh?” he smirks.

“can’t help it, just want you.” you say boldly, encouraging him more. carefully, he removes your underwear tossing it aside as he runs two fingers through your folds. you were unsure what you were feeling, but knowing it was good was enough. suddenly he finds a sweet spot, kicking your feelings into high gear, unleashing a moan you’d never heard from yourself.

“oh my god jamie.” you say and he giggles.

“you like that?”

“yes fuck yes.” you huff out, never wanting the feeling to end.

“what about,” he pauses, inserting one finger into you, “now?”

you jump at the sensation, it doesn’t hurt too bad but definitely doesn’t feel great.

“a little uncomfortable but not bad, you can keep going.”

“okay.” he says beginning to slide his second finger in, causing a sting.

“okay that hurts a little bit.”

“well good thing i decided to do this first.” he smiles leaning up to kiss you, moving his fingers in and out of you carefully. it still felt weird but you didn’t want to get off on his fingers so you decided to let him go until you felt good enough.

“jamie?” you say opening your eyes and he lifts his head off your shoulder.

“mhm?”

“i’m ready.” you say and he removes his fingers, sucking them clean.

“are you sure baby, like 100% sure?”

“i’m 100% sure.” you reply.

“okay,” he says kissing you once again. he pulls down his boxers allowing his dick to spring free, your eyes directing right to its leaking tip. anxiety trying its best to hold off as he pulls you closer to him as he kneels on the bed, running his tip through you folds just the way his fingers had.

“tell me when it’s too much.” he says pushing in the tip warning a hiss from you.

“you okay?” he asks and you simply nod. he pushes in a little further, feeling your walls stretch out.

“okay wait stop for a sec please.” you say pressing your hands to his chest.

“whatever you need.” he says stopping abruptly. you nod signaling for him to continue and you even hold on and let him bottom out.

“god you’re so big, i feel so full.”

“you’re doing amazing baby.” he says kissing you sweetly on the lips trying to distract you from the sensation you felt between your legs. he retracts his hips slowly and carefully not wanting to hurt you before pushing back in at the same speed, gritting your teeth, trying to find pleasure in this sensation.

“you okay?” he asks.

“yeah i’m okay.” you reply and he continues, the discomfort finally beginning to subside.

“you feel so good around me y/n, so fucking good.” he smiles kissing you passionately. this thrust into you changed everything, pleasure washed over your body quickly, pushing a moan out of your throat.

“there it is, that’s my girl.” he smiles, thrusting a little faster and deeper.

“fuck jamie, that feels so good.” you say wrapping your arms around the back of his neck as his chain hung in your face, hair covering his. he continues his paces, brushing your sweet spot with every thrust, tightening around him.

“you gonna come for me baby?” he asks and you nod quickly, releasing the built up pressure that had built in your abdomen.

“fuck.” you say, the sensation making your legs shake.

“fuck i’m getting close.” he says, his thrusts getting sloppier and pulling out spurting his warm seed onto your stomach. quickly, he runs into the bathroom so wet a rag and wipe your stomach clean before throwing the rag in the hamper and going back into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

“jamie?” you ask. no answer. the feeling of regret beginning to rise in your chest. you grab your crewneck and underwear off the floor and, prepare to leave the room and lock yourself away.

“jamie?” you say again, tears threatening to form in your eyes.

“sorry i had to pee and then i had to answer an email i forgot abo- why do you have those?” he stops mid explanation.

“oh i uh, i figured you weren’t gonna come back out so i was just gonna go back to my room. i’ll hopefully have a place soon so i can get out of your hair.” you reply, scratching your head wondering why you even did this, “i’ll just go ahead and leave now.” you say starting to stand up and he stops you.

“woah woah no stop, did you really think i was gonna just dip after that?” he asks stepping in front of you, grabbing onto your arms.

“well….. kind of.”

“no baby, you’ve got it all wrong, come here.” he says climbing back into bed pulling you to his chest instantly.

“what do i have wrong?” you ask, placing your chin on his chest.

“do you honestly think i just had sex with you so you’d lose your virginity and stop being embarrassed by it?” he asks rubbing your back softly.

“that’s kinda what i assumed once you shut the bathroom.”

“well that’s not what happened and i’m so sorry i did that, i couldn’t have picked a worse time to remember i had an email to answer, anyways, the truth is that i like you, and i have for a long time. you’re beautiful, funny and smart. you’re you and i literally cannot get enough of it.” he says smiling locking eyes with you.

“wow, you like me?”

“yes i do, a fucking lot. i had sex with you because i wanted to and it felt so special being your first. guess i couldn’t pass up the chance.” he chuckles.

“it was amazing jamie, i don’t think i could’ve asked for a better first.” you reply, smiling from ear to ear.

“of course my love, you were so amazing, it seemed so natural to you.” he pauses, “also i want you to stay.”

“stay? what do you mean?”

“like i don’t want you to find an apartment for yourself, please just stay, i love having you here.”

“jamie you don’t have to-“

“i’m offering, it will save you a lot of money and i love your company. please stay.”

“okay i will if you want me to. i just don’t want to inhibit your space.” you say picking at your nails

“you won’t be don’t worry. and besides, we may sleep together eventually if we really truly to give us a chance, but you still have your own room when you need space.” he says.

“i- did you mean like share a bed with you?”

“i mean eventually if you want to share we could, no pressure at all.”

“well i guess we could give this a go couldn’t we.” you nod, sitting up on his lap looking down at him.

“if you’d like to give it a go, i would also like that… quite a lot actually.” he laughs and you lean down to kiss him.

“is that you asking me out?”

“more so asking you to be my girlfriend.”

“wow popped the question so soon.” you teased.

“i know we’ve only had like this night but having you around has made me so crazy about you.” he says scooting back to sit up a bit, keeping you on his lap, placing his hands on your waist.

“hey i’m joking babe, i would love to be your spontaneous girlfriend jamie.” you laugh, smiling widely.

“thank god.” he says, his arms wrapping around you and kissing you passionately. the rest of your night was filled with the pleasures of exploring your romantic connection. you talked, you cuddled, you started a new tv show, you fucked, you made out. you used one night to make up for all the time you spent living together, unknowingly pining for each others affection. eventually, the two of you fell asleep entangled in each other, completely obsessed with one another. you woke up the next morning to jamie pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“good morning my love.” he says talking into your cheek before kissing your it a few more times.

“good morning jamie.” you laugh opening your eyes to face him, allowing yourself to get lost in his gorgeous eyes.

“i slept so good.” he giggles.

“oh yeah, best sleep ever.” you giggle wrapping your arms around him and kissing him on the lips.

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[gunthermunch]

Oh, the devil in me said, "Go down to the shed" I know where I belong

[Transcript under the cut]

Lilith: well this little man is incredible Caleb: it's a perfect choice really, purple is his color Lilith: not what i'm talking about but i guess the glasses are really cool too Lilith: …what do i do? Caleb: you are asking me that? Lily you know exactly what to do Lilith: i know i want to stop Straud from ruining someone else's life. And i know i saw a kid sitting exactly where i used to sit before Lilith: …but i also know i can't just leave everything for The Hollow Morgyn: you're also potentially pregnant Lilith: …oh. Caleb: great honeymoon huh? Lilith: shut up. Morgyn: you're welcome. i'm almost an expert at this point, dear. Caleb: well. you have a family now, It's- Lilith: all i ever wanted. Lilith: sigh Lilith: maybe it all will fall into place… one day.

Bluma: YOU'RE LEAVING?! WG: girl you're getting monthly visits, don't even worry about it it was your dad's condition Bluma: did i… do something wrong? WG: hey- Bluma: di-d i say [breaks] did i say something weird?? WG: Bluma. Bluma all you did was being awesome and the best niece in the WHOLE freaking world. I'm only leaving because… i need to do something of myself. you have nothing to do with this Bluma: sniffles but this is your home, where are you going now? WG: i'm gonna try and visit my best friend. Morgan, remember? Bluma: y-yes WG: …i really need to go, do you understand? Bluma: n-no. not really Bluma: but sniffles i missed dad a whole lot while he was gone. i got really sad sometimes. and grandma says your dad is still gone Bluma: i think that's something i understand. WG: …good. WG: look i- i got a something for you Bluma: huh? WG: i din't want to look at this thing for a while. but i think you could like it WG: all yours Bluma: WOA THANK YOU UNCLE WOLFGANG!!… what is it WG: it was, well, my dad's. WG: it's full of stories. your kind of stories. Bluma: ooh that's so cool! and heavy! Ern…est… Munch! -and it smells SO old! i LOVE it thank you so much!! WG: just keep learning okay? WG: seriously. learn how to read and stay away from my phone. Bluma: yees!

Lilith: there you are. Bluma: mom, this is Jojo. Jojo, Mama. Lilith: that's the guy that's been terrorizing you this whole time? Bluma: …um…! i- think. so Lilith: sweetie… i want this to be the last time you keep something like that to yourself, got it? Lilith: …come here Lilith: i loved your bracelet Bluma: i'm [yawns] glad…

Gunther: aw she's already sleep. Lilith: it was a rough day for a little girl Lilith: i can't believe your mom told her about Ernest already Gunther: oh yes. i guess we can keep the heavy details for the future. Lilith. like we planned to. Gunther: Hi Proffesor X! I've been informed on your powers- Garry: big chomp Gunther: I missed you too Lilith: by the way, Morgyn says i'm pregnant Gunther: oh my god yes Lilith: [chuckles] and i really wanted to inspect that basement. Gunther: you can leave that to our daughter and me. She seems to know the way already. Besides, I might have some ideas…

[cripplecharacters]

Hi! This is a sort of weird question, but I’m writing a sci fi /fantasy book with two disabled main characters:

1. Cove is twelve years old and has something along the lines of Williams syndrome (possibly that, possibly Down syndrome—still deciding). He’s mildly intellectually disabled and has low muscle tone + an unspecified heart problem (which is stable but he still gets regular checkups for it). His power is turning into a giant at will. He might have PTSD for reasons that are potentially triggering, so I won’t go into details ^^’ He really likes the ocean and spicy food, and hates people staring at him or judging him

2. Lucas is sixteen and uses a wheelchair full time due to cerebral palsy. His hands tend to shake a lot too. His power is turning into a Sphynx cat. He’s a trans guy. Idk what he would like or dislike yet tbh, but I picture him dressing in black clothes a lot

My question is this—what are some ways these characters’ powers could like interact with their disabilities? So far I have that overusing his giant power could possibly put strain on Cove’s heart. and if Lucas wants to move around independently in his cat form, he’d probably need one of those animal wheelchairs for his back legs?

Also— is there anything else I need to consider while I write this story?

I’m not trying to get you to do all the brainstorming for me btw! I hope it doesn’t seem like that ^^’ I’m just looking for other people’s thoughts and input-

Hi!

I think that the powers you gave them are very cool! Often with disabled superpowered characters there's the trope of always having the ability be fundamentally connected with their disability. Someone shapeshifting into a cat is awesome!

The concept of Cove's transformation putting pressure on his heart is very realistic (if you can say that about shapeshifting, lol)! Both Down and Williams Syndrome come with cardiac problems, so you won't need to change that if you decide to switch the exact disability. I'm thinking that maybe he could try to slowly turn giant, rather than instantaneously? I imagine that turning back to being normal-sized could also cause some issues. I'm unsure if that's a part of your story, but I think that having his family worry about him transforming because of his heart would be realistic as well. Wouldn't really classify it as infantilization because he's twelve, and I know that a lot of parents of children with DS are extremely cautious around the cardiovascular problems (not sure about Williams Syndrome here, but I think it would make sense as well)! You mentioned PTSD, and while I don't see anything wrong here from what you said, I would just urge you to not have some weird "PTSD flashback = turns giant and extremely violent" (violent being the key word here) kind of scene. (If you have PTSD yourself then feel free to do whatever you want of course). But I think that him becoming bigger when he feels threatened as a defense mechanism of sorts would make sense.

For Lucas, I think that the idea of shapeshifting from a wheelchair user to a wheelchair using cat goes incredibly hard. As for the ways that it could interact with his cerebral palsy: if he has issues with his arms then he would use the wheelchair a bit differently. In the kitty wheelchair the whole energy comes from the forelimbs, so if his hands shake then he would be much more wobbly as a cat than as a human. I'm not sure whether cerebral palsy in kitties is a thing, but you can look up cats with cerebellar hypoplasia. It's not the same thing but causes some similar symptoms! For example, the lack of balance that Lucas could have due to shaky limbs.

In my opinion your story sounds great! If you have any more questions with more specific details, feel free to send another ask :)

Sorry for the late answer! I hope this helps!

mod Sasza

[trans-androgyne]

hey, thank you for having and running this blog. you're doing the equivalent of gods work.

first, i'm sorry for the amounts of jerk anons you have to deal with. you literally articulate yourself very well and clearly, and still, people will find a way to twist it or not take it seriously. it reminds me of me "arguing" with terfs back in 2022 on twitter. (shudders.)

and second, how do you deal with the constant negativity? i have found myself doomscrolling the transandrophobia tag, and, well, to no ones surprise, my mental health is down the gutter. do you have any tips to deal with it? mainly with the transandrophobia in general? it is more than exhausting existing as a (gnc & enby) trans guy atm, and it's really getting to me. the thing is, I wouldn't mind it if it were non-queer bigots, but the fact it's coming from inside the community is devastating. i am more than hurt. this intense hatred for men and masculinity, queer, trans, or not, is incomprehensible to me. it never does anything good. anyone who says "i hate all men and anything masculine" is definitely going in the "yep that's either a radfem or a radfem hatchling" box. i partially understand as to why- i had a fear of men myself when i still identified as a girl, and slipped into the "all men bad. kill" side of the internet for a short while but ONLY because of this rhetoric ("you need to be afraid because there are men outside." , "men and masculinity are inherently predatory or dangerous")- but i got out of it because i saw how fucked it was eventually (thank goodness)- but nothing should ever be an excuse to excessively hate a gender or masculinity this badly. and its mostly gender essentialist bs anyways imo, so i do not understand it at all...it reminds me of people saying men/mascs cant be asexual because it's "in their nature to be sexual"- because testosterone. its hard. i just wish we all could respect each other. you're either "one of the bad bad evil men" or "noooooo not YOU. you're AFAB!! never!! youre a girl/woman in spirit!!" from my personal experience with terfs/radfems/idiots.

anyways, sorry for invading your anon space with this long rant, but i just wanted to leave this and the question. i hope you have a nice day/night, and thank you for reporting on transandrophobia as much as you do. it's sadly very much needed right now.

Thank you so much, this is such a kind ask to receive. To be honest with you: I don’t handle my mental health very well around it </3 It’s weighed on me pretty heavily these last few months especially. The things keeping me running this blog anyway are my passion for the transmasc community and lovely anons like yourself cheering me up. When it comes to trying to manage it, the most important thing for me has been finding people I can vent to about it who will understand. I’m lucky enough to have a wonderful discord server full of awesome trans people who will talk it through with me, and that’s been a life-saver. Staying offline for a bit and trying to engage in person with people who are unlikely to be transandrophobic towards you can be a nice relief. I catch myself doomscrolling constantly too, and it doesn’t feel great. If you need to set some sort of time limit on your phone even just to remind yourself not to do it, that’s helped me before and might help you too.

Having this much hatred levied at me for my identity from my own community lately has been devastating. I completely understand you. I’ve always been vocal about supporting transfems in particular, so it really hurts to see so many turn against me for speaking up. I understand how the queer community got this way, though. Antimasculinism has been an issue in queer and feminist spaces for ages. I think people are starting to notice it more and understand why it sucks and how much it negatively affects trans men and mascs. It feels like a losing battle sometimes with how much cultural feminism — the Men Bad Women Good flavor of pop feminism — has pervaded our communities and often led to very overt radical feminism that people still can’t always recognize because they don’t know anything about TERFs outside of them hating trans women. I believe the culture will start to shift soon such that people are able to recognize sexism and gender essentialism that harms all genders, and I will be doing my part to help that happen.

[6okuto]

could you do more Mhin headcanons? The first ones you made were great!

MHIN HCS 2

gn!reader | wehehe :3

keeps the window a little open when it rains to hear it better

they don't keep many things out in the open but they do keep all the gifts / cards you get them somewhere... just can't bring themself to throw them out. whether it just says happy birthday! or it's a long heartfelt letter, they'll find themself pulling it out to see it later in the evening for a few days

buys snacks just for you and tells you they happened to get extra so you should just take some. or that there was a sale so they might as well have bought it. or that it's a thank you for some small thing you did a few days ago

not sure if it'll be an option in the actual game (maybe probably will be) but mhin wouldn't trust you offering to help without asking for something in return. takes a While,, something big to realize you're serious. a situation where helping them would risk way more than any logical person would risk

scene where mhin is offered what they want with the cost being You and they say no. the crowd cheers i fall to my knees

is their hair natural or dyed or what. who's to say. dyeing their hair together yaaay!!

not awesome with comfort (or being trusted with vulnerability in general) but doing their best. there's (what they feel is) one too many beats of silence where they can't figure out what to say. they purse their lips and furrow their brows, staring anywhere but you. their comfort comes with pauses in between phrases, trying to find the words that explain how they feel properly. it's…direct? but genuine all the same. "you're being too harsh on yourself." "there's no point in dwelling on it now. it'll only make you feel worse." "fuck them." < not comfort I Guess but i do want to see mhin straight up just say Fuck that guy and complain about people even more

will Not watch a movie opening night unless you physically drag them over there or pay them. like who knows how many/what kind of annoying people will be in the audience.

they also don't like malls. get them out of there. please. they scrunch up their nose whenever they walk past a lush (me fr)

mhin looks like one of those people that just knows random facts. i've never been one of those people so i can't give you a good example but you'll ask something, not actually expecting an answer, and they'll just,, know.

modern au university student mhin who knows all the good study spots that are Actually quiet and comfortable and not the library third floor that's always full. very specific spots in buildings you've never found yourself in and you promise not to tell anyone else about it for Both your sakes

nosy about drama. mhin might pretend they don't care about these people you're talking about because they don't even know what they look like but What do you mean they said that to you? What the fuck happened 3 years ago? what are you guys talking about? you can see them reacting from the corner of your eye even if they don't say anything

you guys remember that felix cg where you're hiding in escell's study or wherever. that. imagine. but in the senobium. let's think for a moment

moving mhin's bangs so you can kiss their forehead.... the intimacy of tying their hair for them.... pushing strands out of their face.... the way they freeze the first few times you do it but don't move away. they hope you don't notice the goosebumps on their neck or how they lean into your touch while you play with their hair. you do. but y'know

they get teased a lot because people find their reactions amusing (my bad) but it means when you genuinely compliment (or defend) them, it's all the more meaningful

[experimentfae]

Halloween Party

(Welcome home Halloween special)

You were excited for Halloween party this year it was going to be thrown at home as it always each year, you rummaged around you’re closet to find you’re costume.

“Maybe it’s- no or maybe it’s over there… nope.” You huffed in frustration “I better have not permanently lost it.” Your eyes wonder around the closet until you found one spot you haven’t gotten to yet “it must be there.” Thankfully this time you were right.

“Yes! Now I can finally get ready I think I’m already running a little late.” You immediately got dressed in your costume and started to head there until you remembered “wow almost forgot about the dessert I was supposed to bring in.” You chuckled to yourself as you quickly went to the kitchen and got the dessert.

You closed the door behind as you walked towards home, the good thing about having a small community is that you didn’t have to walk far at all.

Home seemed very happy to see you and waved it’s door window at you “hi home guessing you already know why I’m here he creaked for yes and opened the door for you “thanks home.” You walked in to see everyone there looking to be enjoying themselves.

“(Y/n) you made it.” Spoke wally who seemed happy that you got here “yeah wouldn’t miss it for the world, I got the desserts.” His eyes gone wide seeing the skeleton cookies “they look great (y/n) thank you for bringing the cookies.”

He then grabs your hand and dragged you to the kitchen, you looked to see other Halloween themed food “place it with the others.”

You nodded and placed your dessert between the snack and drinks. “I love your costume Wally you look great as a demon.” Wally blushed “thank you neighbor you look the most in your costume.” “Aw Wally, you’re too sweet.” You smiled feeling good on your costume choice.

“Is (y/n) here?!” You heard Julie yelled trying to look for you and you smiled “I guess that’s my cue I’ll see you in a bit Wally.” You waved bye which he did in return and you walked around to find Julie, but you bumped into someone.

“Oh dear I’m so sorry.” You looked to see Eddie in a Frankenstein costume and behind was frank who was a vampire “wow both of you look amazing!” You complimented which made this blush “you look great as well, oh did you try my pepper mummy’s they are delicious.” Eddie stated in confidence “oh I haven’t I must try it later and I’m guessing that you frank, made the bats brew.” You questioned.

Frank rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly “you got me there (y/n) I guess it’s pretty obvious though isn’t it.” He laughed, you nodded your head “yeah but they look good I’ll have to try them later as well.” “Thank you (y/n) oh I almost forgot Julie is looking for you, I’ll take you to her.” He walked down towards the living room.

“Oh I guess I’ll go and try the desserts that (y/n) brought.” Eddie said while walking towards the kitchen, you followed frank and you saw the rest of the you’re neighbors costumes “wow all of you look awesome.” They all thanked you and then Julie jumped in excitement “ now that you’re here (y/n) we can start the games!” Julie didn’t hide that she was dying for this part.

“Sounds exciting.” You admitted waiting to see what you and the others would play “oh wait here I’m gonna get it.” Julie then left to get the game of choice.

“You look marvelous! what was the inspiration.” You looked over to see sally smiling at you anticipating your answer and you answered “wow I wouldn’t think you be you’re answer but you’re always are full of surprises (y/n).”

Julie then came back with a game called zombie eyeball tossed “I just know we will have so much fun.” Julie squealed while setting up the game.

“Can I start looks fun.” Asked Howdy “of course howdy.” Julie agreed stepping out of the way.

You guys continued to play games and Wally and Eddie joined in “this was a great idea Jules.” Spoke Sally “aw thanks Sal.” You then felt someone poke your shoulder you looked over to see howdy.

“Oh howdy how are you?” “I’m great but I’m here to ask if you liked the Halloween themed mugs you got?” This made you smile “of course howdy they are lovely perfect for this time of month.” This made him swell with pride “well I’m glad ya liked it anything for my second favorite customer.” This made you chuckle “who’s the first?” “Why of course Barnaby he’s there for a hotdog everyday, keeps businesses booming.”

“Did I hear someone call my name?” Speak of the devil also coincidentally Wally was right behind barnaby following behind. “There’s my number one customer, yeah we were just talking about how much you love hotdogs.”

“That’s a fact.” Admitted barnaby “well I came here you tell you guys a couple jokes, I think they will tickle both yas funny bones.” This made the four of you laugh.

He kept telling his jokes “oh this last one I swear guys.” You were able to calm down you’re laughing and then asked “ok, ok what the joke.” He smiled “how do you fix a broken pumpkin?” “How?” Asked Howdy “A PUMPKIN PATCH.” This made all of you laugh.

Barnaby was laughing at his own joke until he made himself stop laughing “ok a reason I made it the last was because we are doing pumpkin carvings right now!” This made you guys stop laughing “what’s pumpkin carving?” Replied Wally “no worry little bud we will teach you.” Replied Barnaby.

“Good thing I brought a lot of pumpkin carving tools.” Spoke Howdy “that’s good let head to the kitchen everyone.” Stated Wally has he was heading there, you all followed.

You saw that there was nine pumpkins for each neighbor. “Pumpkin carving is so fun!” Shouted Julie was jumping in joy she ran to a pumpkin of her choice “oh (y/n) sit by me! We need to catch up more!” She yelled you sat beside her and Wally sat by you’re left side.

“(Y/n) what carving are you gonna do?” Asked Wally “hmm I might do (your choice).” “that’s a great one I’m gonna do a cat.” Added Julie as she was beginning her carving.

“So what about you Wally?” You asked “well… I need don’t know… maybe the neighbors will know.” He then turned towards the wall of his kitchen “do you neighbors, know what I should carve on my pumpkin?”

It always confused when he did that but of course you got used to it quickly, Wally was always a quirky guy. “I wonder who he sees when he does that.” You questioned Julie could only shrug “no clue but (y/n), you must play business with me next time with Eddie as well, it’s starting to get stale with just the two of us.” Admitted Julie.

“I don’t see why not.” You agreed this made Julie giddy “oh (y/n) you’re not gonna regret it!” Julie assured going back to her pumpkin.

“Good job neighbor I will do that.” Spoke Wally as he turned his back to the wall again “the neighbors said that we should make a zombie.” Stated Wally as he asked you and barnaby to help him carve.

“Um ok.” “Alright pal.” You both begin helping him “that’s good now let’s add this.” “Let’s try this?” So what you think Wally?” You asked “I love it neighbors, this going to the best Halloween yet.” Announced Wally as he seemed very pleased by his pumpkin.

“Glad to hear it bud.” Spoke Barnaby, you and him finally begin your pumpkins and didn’t take long thankfully. “They all look lovely.” You looked up to see Poppy.” “Thank you poppy” you all said at the same time, which in return made everyone laugh.

“No problems dears, it’s time to put the candles in.” Stated poppy as she begin taking out candles and as matchmaker box. “Right almost forgot that part.” Said Wally as he went to grab a candle and a match “be careful how to use these they aren’t safe for little ones.” Spoke Wally as he looked at the wall again.

So he sees kids when he does this? Weird but why kids? He then begin lighting his match and the candle, he then put into the pumpkin. “That’s how it’s done remember let adult do this only for your safety.” Wally then turned his face towards us “so what’s next?”

“Um well we take them outside or inside the house and place them were all can see your artwork.” Explain Sally as she shows hers that was just her face on the pumpkin, made sense she has a lot of self love, poppy was a simple pumpkin face, barnaby was a bone, howdy was a butterfly and funny enough so was Frank’s and finally Eddie was a ghost one.

You all placed your pumpkins outside for you all to enjoy and maybe take home later, “For the last event we must tell scary stories.” Demanded Sally “of course it’s crucial thing to do on Halloween.” Agreed frank who sat down on Wally’s couch. “Yes Frank’s right we must.” Stated Julie as she sat beside him.

You all eventually joined around the circle you sat and listened tell their stories one by one, the one that made you laugh of Wally’s he didn’t get scary stories yet. “Ok (y/n) it’s your turn.” Spoke Eddie as now everyone had their eyes on you.

“I don’t if I would be any good.” You admitted feeling nervous of potential embarrassment you could face “come on it won’t be bad and besides you’re with your friend’s.” Advised poppy you knew she was right so your pushed you’re anxiety aside and begin telling you’re story.

As you told you’re story you noticed that some puppet genuinely seemed scared of the story, by the end of you’re story everyone was silent until you heard Sally “Bravo (y/n) bravo! You’re a marvelous storyteller!” “She’s right that was good.” Agreed howdy as he applaud me they all begin to applaud “wow thank’s guy’s I didn’t think I wouldn’t be good at all.” You replied sitting back down beginning to eat the food and drinks.

“Well you proved you’re self otherwise kid.” Barnaby added while he took some food as well everyone being eat some food while they talked about they will do for the holidays.

“Oh we need to do a Christmas party at my place this time, after all I am a star.” Announced Sally “that would be a great idea ma’am.” Agreed Eddie “the mailman got the spirit.” Sally replied seeming to be happy by that answer of course the others agreed to that idea.

“It’s getting late guys, I should start heading home.” You spoke as you got up ready to head home “yeah (y/n) I’m- then Barney yawned interrupting us own sentence “starting to get tired.” He got up as well. Everyone agreed it’s time to head out everyone said their byes to Wally and home.

You were the last one there about to say goodbye until Wally interrupted “wait before you go home neighbor I want you to have this.” He then reached for his cardigan pocket and game you a Halloween key chain “I thought of making something for you.” He smiled wider this made you blush a little “t-thank you Wally, but why only I got one?”

“Well I think you’re just the most.” “That’s very sweet of you, you’re the most too Wally.” You hugged him which made him go limp “bye Wally hope to see you tomorrow.” you let go of him “and goodbye home see you tomorrow as well.” Home creaked in return which you knew meant goodbye.

As you left threw the door you looked backed threw the window one last time and saw him talking towards the wall again seeming to say goodbye to his “audience” “weird guy but my favorite weird guy.” You picked up your pumpkin and walked home.

<- Back to MasterList or back to welcome home

[boomer293]

A Conversation Between Friends:

Short story propaganda featuring Wilder and @tatonslice 's Galacchio for this year's @kirbyoctournament))

"I don't know about this, Wilder. There's so many people here, and they're so strong too." Galacchio shivered, sticking close to the only person he knows here.

"Aw! It's not all bad. Everyone I've met had been nice, so far." Wilder adjusted his hat as he pat Galacchio on the back. It had been too long since the both of them did anything substantial together, though he didn't expect a tournament of this caliber to be the thing that brought them back together again.

"Yeah, I guess you're right..." Galacchio wasn't too comfortable with the idea of leaving his home for long, staying somewhere else overnight never went well due to his curse.

"Have ye even talked to anyone yet? I keep seeing ya mope around like a sad sack o' potatoes."

"H-Hey! You know I don't like big events like this. I only joined because I knew you were signing up."

"That's whatcha said last time I took ya down to the rodeo back home! You're warming up to this type o' thing, I know it." Wilder gave a playful jab to Galacchio's side, who in return bonked them on the head lightly with his wand.

"Whatever...who have you even talked to then?"

"Well..." Wilder hesitated as he tried to recall who he's even seen before. "I think a few of the organizers, and there was this one guy in green and red, they were all pretty cool though."

"That's not even that many! You can't get on my case about this then!" Galacchio grumbled as Wilder just laughed, they both missed this sort of banter.

"Well if you keep moping around, you won't ever catch up to me! Let loose partner! It's safe here." Wilder put a hand around Galacchio in a side hug, both of them now giggling a bit, even if Galacchio is just matching Wilder's infectious energy.

"I mean I can try, it's not like I'll be around for long though. The first round has already started right? I doubt I'm making it through..." Galacchio turned away from Wilder, about to zone out and let the time pass, but Wilder gripped his cloak and continued talking.

"What! Yer crazy, partner! You got a great chance 'ere."

"Nobody knows who we are, Wilder! You know how much popularity plays into this stuff."

"And? Ye look freakin' dashing! As much as ye like to deny it, you stand out. In a good way! Voters'll love that!"

Galacchio couldn't help but go a bit wide eyed, and blush just a bit. Wilder sure was blunt, probably not even aware of the implications of what he said.

"Yer awesome too!" Wilder continued. "Get to know ya, and ye can be the most hilarious guy ever!"

Wilder beamed, even though he was just stating what he thought was obvious, it was a nice confidence booster for Galacchio.

"Thanks, Wilder. I think you'll do good too, you always know what to say to people. I don't think you'll have trouble convincing people to vote for you."

Wilder swirled his whip around. "I know that already! It's good to hear dat coming from you though!"

Galacchio frowned from the lack of reaction. "You're full of yourself, you know that?"

"Well! Ye gotta be proud o' who you are! I bet ye'd be unstoppable with a bit more self confidence."

"...Where would I be without you, Wilder?"

"Well for starters, not here, haha!"

The two friends broke into a giggling fit once again, enjoying each other's company.

"I'll help introduce ya to some people, maybe there's someone here who could help ye out with your...you know...insomnia."

"It's a curse, you can say it how it is."

"It still feels wrong though, even after all this time. It's touchy ya know?"

"Forget that...I'll just meet people for the sake of meeting them. Though, I hope you'll be there to help."

"Why wouldn't I? We'll rock this thing, I just know it!"

Both friends nodded to each other. With Galacchio's resolve strengthened and Wilder's worry for his buddy gone, they both agreed to take the tournament head on. No matter the outcome, they were going to have some fun...

"...Wait, Wilder?"

"Hmm, what's up?"

"What if we have to face each other?"

"...Then I'll kick your butt!"

"What? No way, you're the one person I'd never lose to!"

...Even if that fun gets pretty competitive.

[magical-girl-topic]

Possible most hated magical girl anime

Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt is a magical girl anime which many people have had a problem with the past couple of years. I'm not really on either side of the argument about this anime, but I would like to talk about it on here. <3 Both sides have great points, and I would really like to share it with you guys. Thanks for the support recently :3 I'll get on w/ it now.

Ever since its come out, I've heard a lot of mixed opinions on PASWG, and I can see why. I watched this anime in early 2020, due to getting A TON of cosplays of these two angel sisters on my tiktok fyp. x3

To get it out of the way, personally I do really like this anime, I think its very funny, the character design is awesome! And overall, its just fun to watch. I understand why so many people have a problem with it though

The first problem I've noticed, was racism.

One of the biggest controversies paswg has had with the magical girl, and overall just anime community, has been their many racist character designs. While this was made in the early 2010's (2012 to be exact), and it is based off of popular adult animation at the time, like South Park, and Family Guy, which also has had some very offensive characters in it, it doesn't really change the fact that the designs we're racist, and very offensive to a lot of viewers.

In PASWG, they used a lot of racist stereotypes against POC for their designs, a lot of people have only recently spoke out about this, and the anime, and fandom, has gotten a lot of backlash.

(When I say recently, I don't mean too recent, I'm kinda late on this subject, but I do still see a lot of people talking about it to this day. When I mainly started seeing people speaking out about this, it was late 2020- early 2021)

While that is obviously a problem for the anime, it's not completely bad, I mean don't get me wrong, the anime isn't the greatest, but personally, I don't think it deserves too much hate.

I think the artwork is incredible, the animation style and just the way everything moves is insanely gorgeous, the colors chosen for every single scene is pure eye candy.

There's loads of references in every episode, it has me so focused on every little thing to find every little easter egg possible its insane. xD Their pet, chuck, himself is an entire reference to Gir from invader zim. I've found a list of every reference in each episode, which I'll link here if you wanna look.

You should check that out its pretty cool <333

I'm not going to go full in depth of every problem and every plus there is to this anime because loads of people have done that, and I'm just writing this for fun and because it's what I enjoy. There's loads of other blogs and articles on paswg, which if this was of any interest to you, I advise looking into it <333

PASWG is a super cool, but pretty strange anime, and if you've got the time and wanna check it out yourself, theres only 14 episodes, so you totally should and let me know your opinion on paswg! <3 (And I'd love to hear urs if you've already watched it!! :-))

Thank you for reading this blog, it means a lot. :33 I love u guys sm, thx 4 the support, be ready 4 some more blogs and I'll cya soon! xoxo bye bye!

[boxcakeboi]

Gilded Gluttony: Part 2

Hello! Apologies for the time this took for this part to come out, I was getting close to dropping the story since I was lazy about it, but quite frankly my muse came back, hope u enjoy it!

*The two went to the lounge and grabbed all the snacks they wanted, loading up on the pastries, chips, crackers, drinks, and more, everything they could get their hands on*

Gage: *holding all the snacks in his arms* hey follow me!

Keith: *he followed Gage to a room with the company sleeping pods* woah what are these?

Gage: you have never seen these?!

Keith: nope!

Gage: geez you really were breaking your back for this company, these are our sleep pods for midday siestas, I like coming in here to chow in peace, it’s great come on!

*Gage walked up to one of the pods opened it and motioned Keith to get in*

Keith: *he went in and laid down on the soft cozy bed*

Gage: *he went in and closed the door and laid all the snacks on the bed with Keith* pretty roomy huh! It can fit both of us!

Keith: I’m shocked we have this here, i guess I was always too busy to notice…

Gage: *he grabbed a doughnut that was wrapped up unraveled it and started munching on it* yeah dude it’s great here when you let yourself relax…come on dude have some!

Keith: hehe alright *he followed suit and partook in the bounty*

*About an hour passed and they both plowed through snack*

Keith: Man, I'm kinda full…and tired

Gage: same dude…guess that's what a sleeping pod is for

Keith: we’ve been gone for about an hour, will we get noticed?

Gage: nahh dude we’re good, like take a nap, then after I’ll show you some more stuff!

Keith: *he laid down and got cozy* sweet sounds good

Gage: *he also laid down* see ya in a bit

*two hours passed*

Keith: *he woke up feeling a bit groggy, he looked at his phone* shit! we’re more than halfway done with our shift!! wake up, Gage!

Gage: *wakes up half asleep* huh???

Keith: dude we’re gonna get in deep trouble! we have been sleeping for two hours!!

Gage: oh! hehe, no worries I’ve slept in here for way longer, but hey it's good time to go grab a bite to eat!

Keith: oh…okay? sounds good

*The two left for the food court and Keith got a chicken salad and veggie chips, while Gage was 2 burgers and fries with a large soda*

Gage: Man the food is great here

Keith: ehh its alright

Gage: dude it's because you get that rabbit food, here have a bite *he held the burger towards Keith's face*

Keith: *he took a bite and chewed and swallowed* holy crap…THATS REALLY GOOD!!

Gage: told you, man! trust and believe, I know what's good here! you can have the rest of this burger, next time I’ll show you the good stuff

*The two ate together, joking around and bantering, Keith noticed something, he felt good and joyful, he looked at Gage, a realized why he was so relaxed and happy all the time, the Gage he knew back in high school was a bit different from now, not as frustrated as he was back then, he did what made him happy, or satisfied, Keith remembered the once troubled kid he knew Gage as now a kickback adult, Gage’s lifestyle showed, considering he was a chubby guy, him eating and sleeping definitely made him a doughy guy, he didn’t mind though, Keith realized why he was this way, as Keith thought about Gage and his plumping frame his face became flushed and he was slightly turned on, he crossed his legs hoping for his member to relax*

*The two were done eating and got up, Keith's excitement passed on*

Gage: and just like that less than an hour before our shift ends!

Keith: damn that flew by!

Gage: so tell me? again tomorrow?

Keith: *he thought for a moment*…hell yeah dude, that was awesome!

Gage: really! sweet we can do this all the time! whenever we want

Keith: *he chuckled* well guess we go back to our desks and wait for the day to end huh?

Gage: yup!

*The day ended Keith left the office and drove back to his apartment, he walked into his apartment, hung up his bag, kicked off his shoes, and went to his bedroom, he undressed and looked at himself in the mirror and noticed his belly slightly popped out due to how much he ate, his stomach was still taught*

Keith: *he burped* damn we pigged out today…*he thought about Gage*

*he then lay in his bed and looked at his phone, eventually scrolling through old photos of him and Gage, back in high school Gage was an angsty teen who was stick thin, then a chill skateboarding stoner in college and now a chubby kickback adult, Gage was about 230 pounds, Keith was guessing, quite hefty compared to his previous thin frame, the feeling Keith had at the food court washed over him again, he was flushed again and his face had slight red glow*

Keith: god…gage…*he slowly moved his hand towards his belt line, flashing images of Gage and his gut, his blossoming breast, his thicker legs and arms, and his face all covered in his body hair, he soon reached and realized how stiff he was and he quickly moved his hand*

Keith: *he lay there for a while and thought* what the hell??? what's going…on… *he shook his head a chose to move on*

*a few weeks of this gluttonous behavior went by*

*Gage and Keith were eating all the snacks they grabbed from the lounge, they sat in an empty conference room*

Gage: *takes a bite out of a muffin and chews*

Keith: *munching on some cheesy crackers* dude have you seen that new person that joined the team?

Gage: oh yeah the one lady, her name is Jenna

Keith: Jenna? ey…thoughts?

Gage: um just a co-worker *he shrugs*

Keith: oh thought you would have had more of an opinion, she kinda looks like your type from high school

Gage: ehh not my concern right now of who’s gonna be my life partner, besides I'm sure she's more of a person outside of her appearance *he said in an assertive tone*

Keith: *he felt a bit embarrassed* oh yeah right, yeah…

Gage: but hey if you want to get to know her as a human more, i’d suggest talking to her…

Keith: *he thought about his emotions last night* yeahhh maybe just a co-worker buddies…

Gage: *he laughed a bit*

Keith: *soon a wave of tiredness creeped up on him* geez i’m kinda tired…*he stretched his arms out above his head and yawned* *when doing so this made the fabric of his button up shirt taught against his midsection and chest, this revealed after weeks of gluttony, it started to show physically, Keiths once flat stomach was now a little starter belly, his pecs also seems a bit plumper but with now a thin layer of fat over them, he wasnt fat by any means but his appetite was taking its effects*

Gage: *he noticed and then snickered a bit*

Keith: *he swung his arms down, tucking the fabric of his shirt between his arms making the fabric still tight around his chest and mid section* whats so funny?

Gage: nothing crazy, buttt looks like you’re getting your first signs of pudge!

Keith: w-what? *he looked down and noticed his shirt and how is was displaying his belly and chest, he got embarrassed* uhh-i-um *he quickly readjusted his shirt*

Gage: dont feel bad man! i’m just noticing!

Keith: thats easy for you to say!

Gage: it’s okay man, having some pudge ain’t bad at all!

Keith: i’ve never been fat! I dont really wanna start now!

Gage: it’s not all that bad! besides, its kinda of a result of eating this shit and sitting on our asses all day

Keith: dammit, i knew this was gonna be a bad idea, i cant do this anymore, i gotta think about myself *he got up and started walking out*

Gage: wait dude where are you going???

Keith: i’ve gotta go work!

Gage: dude look i’m sorry, i didnt mean it offensive, that would be ironic coming from me! i’m literally 230 pounds, your like 160, i’m way bigger than you! my goal wasn’t to shame you

Keith: you have to admit though Gage this lifestyle isn’t okay! you can do what ever you want but i’m out, before i get too deep *he left*

Gage: *sighs*

*the next day*

Keith: *he was at his desk typing up a report, working diligently*

*soon his stomach growled, requesting he go on his daily run to the lounge*

Keith: *he looked at the time* it’s not even lunch yet??? am i already used to pigging out with Gage at this time??

*he worked though the hunger, ignoring his impulses to go eat and take a nap from pigging out, this gave him a splitting headache*

Keith: *what felt like an eternity, the lunch hour started, Keith took himself to the break room and tried eating his pre packed salad, he used to enjoy it, but now it taste very bland and unfulfilling, considering his diet just a few hours ago was ultra processed, salty sugary snacks that has flavor profiles of pure indulgences, he sighed feeling his pounding headache, he slowly ate his salad not finishing it*

*he struggled through the whole shift wondering how he did it before, eventually the shift ended and he was ready to go home and nap, the shift was so slow and boring considering he didn’t talk to Gage all day and shoot the shit*

Keith: *the work day ended finally and he left the office and sat in his car and as soon he got buckled in, his phone rang with an alarm*

*the alarm rang with the title of “Gym”*

Keith: dammit, i forgot…the gym… *he lightly laid his hand on his pounding head*

Keith: you gotta go, get the rest of the pudge off *he turned his car on and drove to the gym*

*in the gym locker, he undressed and noticed how his body has slightly changed, with some soft fat, he started at himself in one of the full length mirrors, he grappled some of his belly squeezing and massaging it, he watched the warm flesh squish and mold around his hands, he then felt flushed and turned on, he quickly stopped when he heard some other people walk in and got dressed*

*he tried his normal workout realizing just a few weeks of gluttony has changed his bodies capabilities entirely, though he could still lift the same weights as before, cardio was extremely hard, barley being able to do half of what he was just doing a few weeks ago*

Keith: *trying to run at his old pace, gasping for air and sweating extremely, soon he stopped* okay…i cant anymore *turned off the machine and stood there exhausted, sweat dripped down his back and and his face and his hair was starting to get drenched* shit….i’m already this out of shape…dammit Keith, why did you do this

*he looked across the the line of treadmills and looked at the slim fit people running*

Keith: fuck this…*he grabbed his bag and walked back to the locker rooms to change*

*the the locker room*

*he took off his sweaty clothes and noticed they where extremely drenched and a bit more musky, he lifted his armpit up and sniffed and noticed he was quite ripe*

Keith: damn, i should hit the shower *he went to a shower stall and closed it, he turned on the shower and as it flowed down on him, he sniffed his armpits again*

*he stood there for bit still, then went in again*

Keith: not…bad…*his sniffing turned to practically huffing, enjoying the smell of dirty musky underarm, he felt his penis slightly stiffen* i’m getting off? to this?

*he stood there for a moment then decided to dig deeper, he reached in between his legs and package and then slowly breathed in the scent track on his fingers, this made him harder*

Keith: i’ve never stank this bad, not until i’ve put on a few pounds…how would i smell if i was…bigger…

*he was fully erect at this point, he rubbed his penis and leaned up against the tiled wall, and clenched as he stroked, he rubbed his starter belly, and images of his stomach being huge and flabby flashed in his head and soon his climax, his load excreted from his tip like tube of frosting, as it washed down the drain*

Keith: well still got some cardio in…*he said catching his breath*

*though he enjoyed his musk he still washed up since the feeling of sweat was bothering him, he dried himself off and got dressed and left the gym, he sat in his car and thought for a moment*

Keith: what am I doing…

*he thought about Gage, thinking back to his words and ideologies*

Keith: *the thoughts swarmed around his head*…god fine! *he grabbed his phone and texted Gage*

*the text reading “can we please talk?”*

Keith: *with some hesitation, he sent it and then put is phone down a put his hands up in the air* its done! now its no longer in my control *he sighed*

*a moment of peace came, but then a ding on his phone played with text back from Gage, reading “of course, can you come over in a bit?*

Keith: *he quickly texted back, saying “yes i’ll make my way over” he drove off and quickly made his way to Gage’s Apartment*

*in Gage’s apartment*

Gage: *he was quickly putting on clothes having had been in just underwear playing video games*

*the door bell ringed*

Gage: shit…*he quickly walked to the door and opened it seeing Keith*

Keith:…hey…

Gage: hey….

Keith: mind if i come in?

Gage: oh yes, yeah…come in

*he let him in*

Gage: *he closed the door behind Keith* sorry pardon the mess, i should have tidied up a bit before

*tons of clothes and food containers littered the area with dishes and trash, Gage lived with the cleanliness of a frat boy, he never minded mess, but knew his messy was quite jarring*

Keith: all good, i kinda dropped in on you *he was used to this mess for Gage*

Gage: even though it hasn’t been that long, it feels like it’s been forever…

Keith: yeah…it does…im…sorry

Gage: dont apologize! i should!

Keith: I was being sensitive!

Gage: I was being insensitive!

Keith: we both kinda messed up…

Gage: yeah…we did…can we put it behind us?

Keith: yes please…this is exhausting, i miss my partner in crime…

Gage: *he chuckled* yeah me too

Keith: hey and even if I’m getting chubby you’re still chubbier!

Gage: *he laughed* yeah you’re right, talking about that…got time to game tonight?

Keith: i was hoping you would ask

Gage: sweet i’ll get us some food delivered

Keith: *he sighed with relief*

[fairyqueentitana]

Beast World Fanfiction Recommendations on Wattpad.

You all know you have read at least one do not lie to yourselves.

1)Tripped into the Beast world by _lmaoidkwhoiam_ (WIP) 60 Chapter

" Every female needs a male to protect her from feral beasts and other dangers, I'm a feral. I could snap your pretty little neck right now " " Try it and I'll just cut through your throat, If you don't wanna die while killing me, totally not recommended " Ever found yourself chilling on top of tree while you're going to school? No? Well then, you're totally not the main character. And being one is totally not recommended.

2) Imara Diversifies The Beastmen World by PurpleDepp (WIP) 119 Chapters.

After an accident, Imara, a 28-year-old plus-size black woman, ends up in a strange rainforest world from a bittersweet novel she read. This wild jungle is full of mysterious and dangerous beastmen, just like the stories she used to read.

To stay alive, Imara has to carefully plan her every move as she tries to find love, family, and friends in this strange place. With each step, she becomes tougher and learns to protect herself from the mysteries lurking in the beastmen world.

Imara's journey is like a tricky dance, a skilful way of staying alive among different groups of friends and foes.

Her story is about figuring out how to survive in a captivating but wild world where danger and strategy are always tangled together, like vines in an endless battle for control.

This is a mature book, but the smut isn't the main component of the story or plot. 3) Rewriting Bai Qingqing's Beastworld Story by Rotten-Aunt(WIP) 56 Chapters

Remember that 16-year-old Female Lead who's always indecisive and unadaptable, in 'that' Beastworld Story? Ꮚ⁠˘⁠ ⁠ꈊ⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠Ꮚ Yes!!! That one! What if a 48-year-old retired Model and Artist was placed in that situation instead? ಠ⁠﹏⁠ಠ No! She won't grind flour, cook or farm vegetables. Let her powerful and hot mates do those laborious jobs. ♪⁠～⁠(⁠'⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠) She needs her beauty sleep and practice her acting skills to hunt down her favourite MLs instead. Honestly, guys this one is one of my favourites the author is currently on a much-needed sabbatical but her work is great outside of this story she has two more that I also enjoy. 4)The Beauty's Hidden Beast by ChubbyLiv(WIP) 86 Chapters.

In a twist that not even Yaya could have predicted, she's suddenly smack in the middle of Nivi's latest obsession: a world brimming with beast-men. No, not just your average hairy dudes, but handsome men with actual animal features.

Determined to navigate this bizarre reality with her sanity intact, Yaya hatches a plan as pragmatic as her wardrobe: rehome these too-good-to-be-true "book husbands" to the one person who's always dreamed of such romances─Nivi─her best friend.

⚠️ TRIGGER WARNINGS ⚠️

Yaya and Her Males: The relationship between Yaya and her future males will be far from an idyllic love story. Instead of healing each other wounds, they might just be opening new ones. It will get better along the way, I think… I hope.

I'm here to present you a story, not a lecture on how to be a decent human. Feel free to criticize and judge my characters, whether in your mind or through the comments. If you spread awareness in my stead, that would be even more awesome, hehe.

Yaya vs. BQQ: If you thought BQQ set the bar for treating her males shitty, wait until you meet YY. You'll know what I mean once you dive into this novel. Feel free to form your own opinions about her─whether it's disdain, frustration, or outright disbelief. Defend your biases, embrace your reactions, and let out your inner rage, rawr.

Yaya: Her purpose isn't to be relatable. Not for me, not for you, not for anyone. But, feel free to explore her thought pattern and see the world through an entirely different lens.

Yaya vs. Nivi: Someone mentioned that Yaya needs Jesus, lol. In Yaya's world, Nivi is her Jesus.

I'll only recommend these four as they are all the ones I have read on Wattpad that I am willing to share with others. I hope you all enjoy these and if you get hooked well welcome to the abyss.

[accirax]

hi accirax. multiple months late apology to never responding to your theory part i got tired (i am the laziest girl in the world). my bad. probably should have sent you this earlier. anyway remember when i said i felt weird when i first got your response to my theory. you'll never believe what happened when i submitted my story for critique

hi vivazaki!!! no worries on not responding to that theory. to be honest, i'd assumed we'd just reached the point where there wasn't much more to be discussed without the plot progressing to give us more evidence. i too am terrible at remembering/mustering the courage to send people messages, so don't feel bad about that at all.

i'm sorry you (presumably) felt weird again when submitting your story :( putting your work up for critique is always scary, especially if you're extra sensitive to potential rejection. i know there was at least one time when i cried in class due to receiving less-than-stellar feedback on my art. so, it's totally normal to freak out a little bit when subjecting such a personal part of yourself to scrutiny! hopefully in the future you can either find yourself in a position where you won't have to be critiqued too often, or you can (mostly) find peace in knowing that most people who critique your art are doing so from a place of enthusiasm and wanting to see your creative work progress even further, and not hatred. although, if the person you submitted your story to was just being a hater, then i send my politest "fuck you" to them.

i'm so excited for the return of both DRDT (obviously, i made a whole post about it) and P:EG (which i am ALSO working on a post on rn!). the DRDT fandom definitely felt a little low power mode these past couple of months (understandably), so i'm really looking forward to when we're all buzzing with theories and analysis again. i've already seen a lot more art circulating around than i did the past couple of months, and it's all really great! hopefully i'll have the time to draw something DRDT-related again soon; i miss those guys.

P:EG, on the other hand, will be awesome to have those communities form for the first time! obviously, there are people who have already been making art and theories for this past year and a half(?) (myself included). but, once we have an entire chapter's worth of information about the cast, i can only imagine that things will pop off and solidify even more. not to mention, chapter 1 will presumably come with EVERYONE'S full set of FTEs??? that's insane. not only do we get the mystery and whatever but we can unlock literally everyone's trauma. that's gonna be so important when it comes to determining a mastermind or whatever.

i don't know much about kill/cure-- although i did watch the trailer yesterday-- but i'm sure that'll be cool as well! it's always great to see more fangans go into production, especially actually playable ones. i know from personal experience that making a fangan teaches you a hell of a lot about what goes into making a good story, so i'm glad that more people will be able to learn from experience in that way. means that there might be more danganronpa-y works from former fangan authors in the future, y'know? >:)c

[tashacee]

Hello!

Congrats, you've been visited by your LU Self Care Anon!

I hope you had a great day, and if not, don't worry, you did your best, and tomorrow's full of new possibilities!

Have you drank enough water? It can really help your body and mind feeling well! Also, remember to get enough sleep, did you know underground rooms are often the freshest in the house? I can assure you there's at least a 2F difference between my basement and my ground floor. It really makes a difference in hot days!

What have you been working on lately? Would you like to show me a wip, or describe it? I'm sure it'll turn out amazing, even if you now think it's nowhere near good!

You can do this! Believe in yourself, you're awesome!

Hello! Wow, this is so nice, thank you so much!

Ngl, I actually received this at one in the morning and realised you know what? This is about self care, I should get some sleep before replying. So here we are at a much more respectable time of the day!

Today was long but I bought a mojito on the way home to enjoy later so it’s a win from me.

I’ve just published the final chapter of Untarnished, which I’m unbelievably proud of and which I cried a bunch of times while writing - all happy tears, ofc! Go give it a look if you fancy :) 

So right now I’m mostly writing snippets from my Hero’s Aspect AU where Wild Meets the Chain while stuck wearing the hero’s aspect and they think he’s just Like That. It’s less plot driven and more fluffy than Untarnished, so it’s a nice break.

Here’s a snippet from the next chapter:

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“He’s more of a puma.” Four had considered when he wasn’t around. “Or maybe an ocelot?”

Sky nodded absently, not having a clue what he was talking about. 

“No, he’s definitely more like a jackal.” Wind said confidently. “They have those on an island not far from mine and he looks <em>just</em> like them.”

Four scoffed. “Wind, jackals aren’t even a kind of cat.”

“So?” he squeaked. “I’m just calling it like I see it.”

“I mean he’s mostly guy-shaped, only really big.” Legend cut across him. “Just with some feline features. Like his face. And his tail. And claws. And fur.”

“...still think he looks like a jackal.” Wind grumbled.

-

… so yeah. Is Wild a giant cat-dude? Is he anubis? Both? Who knows!

Once again, thank you so much, this ask really made me smile. Have a lovely day, nonnie, and look after yourself too!

[goodsirbeasts]

tagged by the ever lovely @zaegreus, here we go!!

do you make your bed? I used to as a kid, mostly because my mom made me lol. But when I reached my teens I gave up - no one but me is seeing it anyway!

what’s your favourite number? I've always had an affinity for 4, though couldn't say why. I've always associated it with the color purple as well.

what is your job? assistant manager at a shoe store 🤷‍♀️ it's not bad but man do the customers get on my nerves

if you could go back to school would you? absolutely not. I'm 37 and still have nightmares about being late for class or forgetting to show up. I liked college but I'm not capable of that level of homework anymore.

can you parallel park? never learned how to drive LOL

a job you had that would surprise people? janitor I guess?? I actually liked it a lot though. We'd clean the local museum, so I got to see some art, and then we'd drive all the way up into the hills to clean the wind turbine research center.

do you think aliens are real? I hope they are, and I also hope they stay the fuck away from humans cause we are NOT going to treat them well.

can you drive a manual car? don't drive don't like cars~

what’s your guilty pleasure? I don't rly believe in guilty pleasures ...

tattoos? two at the moment; one of Sailor Saturn on my left forearm, and one of a lily of the valley with lil skulls in place of the buds on my right ankle.

favourite colour? any shade of purple, teal, baby pink, chartreuse.

favourite type of music? literally anything and everything! that being said I tend to gravitate more towards electro.

do you like puzzles? like, jigsaw puzzles? haven't done one in years but they're okay. puzzles in general? yes! I love figuring things out lol.

any phobias? not fond of large spiders but I always try to capture and release them outside. I'm also a lil nervous around any animal bigger than I am. deep water wigs me the fuck out. if I ever got any sort of parasite my soul would leave my body.

favourite childhood sport? volleyball and tennis! I loved playing those, and was fairly good at them :3

do you talk to yourself? oh definitely. not a lot but usually when I'm doing an annoying task or playing video games.

what movie(s) do you adore? favourite movies are:

1. Only God Forgives. Most films by Refn leave me very cold but something about this one is just my jam. The music, the acting, the story, Vithaya Pansringarm beating the shit out of Ryan Gosling - immaculate.

2. Ravenous. Caught this one randomly one night on IFC when I was younger. Couldn't believe I've never heard of it as it has both Guy Pearce AND Robert Carlyle, two of my fave actors. Anyway it was life changing and I'll never recover.

3. Suspiria (2018). I like the original as well but man. MAN. Everything about Guadagnino's version was made specifically for me.

4. Taboo (Gohatto). Accidentally came across this one when I was def too young to watch it lmao. I was going through a samurai phase and so naturally I was like oh cool, and they're gay? Sign me up! Let me tell ya, this one is a doozy. Basically it's about a bunch of samurai vying for the affections of a beautiful youth who also happens to be a full on sociopath (affectionate), and it does Not End Well. Also has Tadanobu Asano and Takeshi Kitano, who are awesome as usual.

coffee or tea? I like both but coffee is just SO GOOD.

first thing you wanted to be growing up? earliest thing I can remember wanting to be was an FBI agent? I was very into the X-Files as a kid and thought it would be a great job haha.

Not sure who to tag for these fjkskdkskkskd gonna go with my besties @porternash and @iwantoseeafrigatebird cause I'd personally love to read your answers :3

[gourdkeeper]

First of all, I am a H U G E fan of your Jamie Fics; literally obsessed! Your writing is so good!

I keep having this fantasy about being held hostage by the Mad Gear Gang, or the Crows or something (Usually you can hold your own, but their numbers just overwhelmed you), whilst on your way to meet Jamie, and he knows something isn't right, and comes to your rescue somehow? Add Fluff, and NSFW reward after being saved ;)

I'm not great at suggestions, but your writing is so awesome, I just needed to put something to you!

Thank you so much! ^^

Thank you so much!!!! Sorry it took me longer than expected to write this but here it is!! I hope it meets your expectations anon <3

Content warnings: established relationship, violence (reader gets kidnapped and roughed up), mentions of blood and wounds but nothing detailed, reader is tied and gagged until rescue, gender and sex neutral reader, mild nsfw at the end

Word count: 2429

The silence is deafening, the ringing in your ears is entirely too loud, not even your thoughts go over it. Everything's in a haze, your sight blurry, your head hanging low. You're in pain but numb simultaneously. Your forehead feels like it has been lit on fire. The sweat runs down your face and drips down onto the floor. Your clothes cling to you like you've just gone for a swim fully clothed. Why is it so warm in here? Why is it so dark? You try to move and get away but there is no give. Why can't you move? You taste the metal at your lips, why are you bleeding? You tug and feel rope burning, burrying and biting into your arms and you flinch. Your cheeks feel like tears have ran rampant and dried out just before you've came back to consciousness. Your mouth is parched. Water. You need water. Where are you? You can't think, all of your thoughts are cloudy or get scrambled up the moment they form.

You try to focus. Think. Where the hell are you? You try to tune out the ringing and buzzing. You can hear something. Someone? People are talking, you can hear someone banging their fists on a table. They're troubled over something.

Your head feels like it's spinning, if you weren't tied to a chair you would've long fallen flat on the ground.

Voices are approaching. You recognize one of them.

The door swings open at full force and the dim lights flicker on. You can barely force yourself to lift your head up to see who's there.

Thrasher?

Why... You thought you were on good terms with him.

"I can't EVER trust you guys to carry out an easy little task now can ?! I told you to take them hostage, not beat them an inch away from their lives what the fuck?"

"But boss! They fought back we couldn't just ask them politely to join us????" A smaller pawn blurts out excuses.

"Do you think I give a shit?“ Thrasher grips the smaller thug and shoves him away, "Get the hell outta my sight before I beat YOU to death!"

You can hear the guy scramble away, terrified for his own life.

You see the big gun's shoes approach in front of you but your head's much too heavy to lift and look straight at him.

*Splat*

The man spits at the ground and snarls, "This is fucking pathetic."

He takes his oversized hand and rests it on your head before pulling it up by the hair, "Yikes...look at you. You look like a pile of shit. Sorry about that buddy..."

He lets go of you and your head ragdolls down once more without a shred of resistance.

"See, the plan was to hold you hostage, not to nearly kill you but those IDIOTS" he yells as he punches the nearby wall, "obviously didn't get the memo."

The burly man pauses.

"I could never twist your arm, you're too stubborn and head strong, however. I was hoping that holding you here would let me get to someone else," he crouches down so that you can see each other, "Someone that cares for you. Yeah yeah, I know that's playing dirty... But y'know me and how I work ain't that right?"

You can't muster the strenght to speak out and answer.

Suddenly your mind flashes and your heart beat pounds at your brain. Your eyes widen.

Jamie.

You were on your way to a date with Jamie.

He must be worried sick about you.

Your mouth hangs open but no words come out.

Your head whips back painfully and you finally look at Thrasher in the eye, shock and fear painting your expression.

The piece of shit...

"Hah, finally perked up have you? Yeah. I've been trying to get to that vigilante peacekeeping idiot for awhile now. He keeps making me lose men and I've had just about enough of it."

His head draws closer to you, breath fanning on your face.

"That's when I spotted you with him being all lovey dovey and got the brilliant idea of using you as bait." He has a proud shit-eating grin across his face bigger than his stupid blue shades. "There was just nooo way that that righteous pompous fuck wouldn't come storming in here looking for his sweet little angel once he realizes you've gone missing. And that, is when I'll make sure he never fights anyone. Ever. Again."

Fear strucks you down like lightning. Jamie can surely beat Thrasher, hell, you yourself have beaten him and Jamie is a much more capable fighter than you but if he plays dirty... If he outnumbers him too greatly, the same way you were, and if he threatens him with your life... What if he wins.

Your heart threatens to leap out. You can't stand the idea of seeing your beloved master and partner getting his life beaten out of him. Specially because you were too careless and let them use you as bait.

Anger washes over you.

You want to beat this guy senseless. You want to remind him of who you are and to leave you the fuck alone together with Jamie. They're the ones causing trouble anyway! The audacity... But you can't even move. Hell, keeping your eyes open is hard enough as is. You are helpless and it makes you want to scream.

All you can hope for is that Jamie is smarter than this ruffian and doesn't let his emotions cloud his judgement if he does come to rescue...

The room has fallen silent once more. Thrasher got back up on his legs and is about to leave the room when the lightbulb above you begins flickering and shaking.

There's a commotion on the floor above. Jamie.

He has arrived.

You feel torn, you are hopeful and your heart flutters at the thought of being saved like a damsel in distress but you remember that they've been expecting him to come charging in anyway. It was their plan and he just entered the lion's den without a clue, only ready to swing to get to you.

"Well, only fitting that I put this on you yeah? Helps sell the whole hostage thing in case he makes it far enough to even lay an eye on you." He takes a rolled up bandana and shoves it into your mouth, tying it at the back and then patting your head like you're some dog.

"Boss he's here!!" A random thug yells while running past the door.

"Looks like your savior has arrived!" Thrasher flashes an ugly twisted smirk before trailing off, "Sorry about that, eh kid? Promise I'll leave you alone after I get rid of that pest!"

Your heart sinks. You start wishing and praying that Jamie goes away. Runs away and realizes it's a trap. You don't need saving. You'll be fine.

Your head is spinning once more. The commotion grows louder, there's sounds of thumping onto walls, cracks and yells. Until it grows silent.

Nothing is scarier and more nerve wracking than silence.

Seconds pass. Minutes pass.

Not a sound can be heard.

Is he looking for you?

Did he win? Did he lose?

It's hard to tell how long it has been since you've last heard a noise.

Your consciousness is running off.

You can't fall asleep, you need to stay awake. You need to know what's happening... You need to-

---

Something moves you and you feel yourself coming back to, opening your eyes slowly.

You've been laid sideways on the ground, rope being untied.

"Mhhmghph-"

Right. You're still gagged.

It's hard to look around, vision still blurry and confused from having passed out just moments before.

The figure helping and releasing you is obscured by the light against him but there's no doubt. It's Jamie, he really did come to your rescue.

His hands work the bandana out of your mouth and massage your sore jaw. Your mouth is parched.

"Are you ok? Can you hear me?"

You nod lightly while you try getting up and failing miserably.

"Jamie... I'm so sorry..." You feel tears welling up at your eyes. You feel so stupid for getting caught. He could have been hurt or even killed over this, over you getting involved with Mad Gear.

"Shhh none of that matters, you're with me now baby, you're safe." He wraps you in his jacket and envelops you in his arms, easily lifting you up and carrying you.

You can't help but cry onto his chest, you were so worried, you treasure Jamie far too much. He's wounded as well, he's limping, his lip has been busted open together with some small cuts on his left brow and you can see traces of bruising on his jaw.

"Jamie... You can put me down, you're hurt too, I'll walk!"

"Pfft, you couldn't even stand up... Don't worry about me." He looks lovingly down at you.

"...How did you know I was being held here?"

"I was worried because you're never so late and I had a feeling something was off and then. Then, they had Bao Bao Bro make a delivery to me and inside the takeaway box there was a picture, of you, roughed up together with an address."

His brow furrows as he explains. "I was so fucking angry, I just stormed in here immediately without even thinking, that's why I got hurt too but I still wiped the floor with their asses." He presses a smooch on your temple, "Anything for my angel."

"I love you so much Jamie" you pronounce your adoration while nuzzling your head on the curve of his neck.

"...! Did you fight Thrasher?" Curiousity spikes and you ask excitedly.

"That, I did, but the guy's a fraud and an even bigger coward so of course he managed to get away, tsk-"

"We'll get him together." You offer Jamie a soft smile.

---

He has carried you all the way from the Red Factory to your apartment.

He takes off your clothes and helps you clean up, disinfecting your wounds and kissing you softly before laying you in bed.

"Jamie... Will you... Will you please stay with me tonight?"

"I wasn't intending on leaving you in this state y'know?" He brushes his hand on your face, petting you lightly. "I was just gonna crash on the couch, so if you need me you know where to find m-"

"In bed. I want you in bed with me."

Your directness takes him by surprise.

"I mean, I- I can do that too. Like I said, anything for you my love." He peppers kisses on you, careful not to hurt you.

"I was so scared... I was so worried they got you..."

"You were scared? Pfft, you know I can handle myself, I don't watch over chinatown for nothing... But my heart sunk when I saw your picture-"

You wrap your arms around his waist and pull, throwing him off balance.

"Hey hey hey-! Watch out I don't wanna hurt you!" He tries to stop himself from crushing you but you couldn't care less and just squeeze him into the tightest of hugs.

"Baby..." He gently puts his arms around your head and let's you stay like this for as long as you want.

You start pressing kisses on his chest. Progressively getting more heated up. He lift your head up slightly by the chin, "What are you up to silly? You should be resting." He asks with a playful tone.

Him saving you and the idea of him roughing up everyone on his way has you turned on like no other.

"I want you Jamie."

"You want me how?"

"You know what I mean..." you whisper, looking up at him with pleading eyes

"...now?" The realization hits. "Are you... Are you sure?"

"Please... I want you inside me..."

He flushes red and feels his dick twitch as if on command.

He lets go off you and puts both arms at your sides to support his weight, "Please stop me if I hurt you at all ok?"

You nod, his concern is endearing.

"I need to payback my hero for saving me after all, no?"

---

You're both sweaty and clinging to the bedsheets. Jamie made sure you were properly worked up, going down and feasting on your sex and driving you to the edge before inserting himself into you.

The room is filled with sweet nothings swapped between each other and moans.

He's kissing you passionately as his thrusting grows more erratic by the second.

"Does that feel good?“ He breaks away from the kiss momentarily to check in on you.

You're too lost in pleasure you continuously whimper "don't stop" and "more", his name escaping your lips at times.

He takes it as a yes and keeps going, trying his best to hold it in himself.

"You're so perfect baby, you take me so well."

You didn't do missionary very often but he enjoyed it quite a lot. He liked being able to see you react to his performance, he liked it when your eyes rolled and your mouth hung open because the pleasure is overwhelming you. He liked that he could always kiss you while shoving himself balls deep in you. It was hot. It was sweet.

You liked it too, being able too see him grow needier for you and having the possibility of locking him tight with your legs and wrapping your arms around his shoulders.

"Jamie..!" You know you're not going to last much longer, your nails raking his back, your chest heaving heavily.

"Come with me, c'mon..." He speeds up and lifts your hips upwards. "Come with me baby...!"

You both manage to ride out your orgasms at the same time, he's holding tight onto you, peppering kisses all over your neck and chest and you're breathlessly mewling for him and digging your nails on his shoulder blades.

"I love you so much Jamie..!"

"I love you too..." He tries to regain his breath and slows down, hands massaging your ass as he gently pulls out, seed seeping from your entrance, leaving you empty.

"Imma need to clean up more than just your wounds now huh?“ He gets back up on his feet next to you in bed and picks you up once more. "What do you say to taking a bath together?" He winks with a sweet smile on his lips.

"I would love nothing more." You radiate with joy.

You couldn't possibly be any happier.