#not bc its a sin to kiss boys

[aro-ortega]

thinking about how i read that the jesus prayer is common to recite throughout the day for orthodox christians and thinking about vanya muttering it to himself before/after kissing ricardo or chen

edit, context: in english, the jesus prayer is "Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on me, a sinner"

[wolfiesmoon]

Hey I hope you are doing well when ever you are reading this but how do you think the 3rd year boys from twst would react to their s/o (gn reader) cuddling with a huge plush instead of them.

Like this.

Oh boy oh boy this kinda cures my writers block tbh, i have so many drafts but none of em look enticing enough to continue writing (´д｀|||)

I took out a few of the 3rd years bc its too many people for 1 fic but i might make a part 2 where i add the missing 3rd years at some point

i went with the more silly writing style again, hope that's fine by you ○( ＾皿＾)っ

𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ Malleus Draconia

He doesn't exactly get why, but he feels kinda annoyed just laying next to you while you hug a big ol plushie

This doesn't feel right🫤

But then again, you look rlly happy and satisfied so he stays quiet since if you're happy, he's happy (he desperately wants to be in the plushy's place)

When you playfully kiss the plush though, that rule no longer applies. After all, his rightful spot is in your arms🫠

He nudges you. "Put the stuffed animal away."

"You sound angry." You smirk and kiss the plush again, knowing he's probably annoyed about that

without another word, he pulls the plushy out of your hands and settles down in its place

"I am a much better than that object. Just so you know." he smiled smugly, expecting a kiss on the cheek just like you gave to the plushie earlier

you kissed him on the lips instead just to see his eyes widen and his face go red ofc 😏

𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ Leona Kingscholar

basically, it is NOT happening

"hell no." is the only thing he says before ripping the poor plushie out of your arms and chucking it across the room

like actually how DARE you try to replace him with a plushie

"Why would you do that?" You pouted at him, looking at the now discarded plushy from the bed🤕

"You know damn well why." He huffed, laying down on top of you without warning which tends to be a habit of his

"Because that's my spot, got it?" He answered for you. clearly you forgot😒

"Uhhh, right." you answered after a short pause...

"I won't remind you next time." he sounded rlly annoyed. it's kinda funny how worked up he got over a plushy replacing him 🤭

this also means he won't let you get up for like.... atleast 2 hours to atone for your sins

moral of the story: don't do this again unless you want a ripped up plushie and a pissed off lion man😠

𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ Idia Shroud

"This is so unfair. Even worse than an OP boss. " he sighed dramatically, laying down besides you and pouting at the sight og a huge plushie in your arms

"pick up the sock if you have enough energy to complain." you turned away from him, still annoyed with him

being the epic gamer he is (😎💯), he discarded one of his socks in the middle of his room and didn't feel like picking it up later even after you told him to

...which ended with you refusing to cuddle with him until he does pick up the sock

after a short while of very awkward silence...

he groaned in annoyance, begrudgingly getting up and finally picking up the sock, then leaving the room to put it in the wash

you smirked victoriously, placing the plushie away as promised and letting him hug you instead

"The things you make me do, smh." he sighed, relaxing into you 😒

"Picking up a singular sock?" you teased him, hugging him back

He didn't reply so that means it's your victory 😝

𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ Vil Schoenheit

this is an unforgivable offense, just because you had a little disagreement earlier doesn't mean you can just replace him with a plushie😠

love transcends disagreements, after all

does not help at all that the plushie's cute round face reminds him of a certain thorn in his side named Neige LeBlanche😒

he sighs, "I may have been too harsh back there."

your only reply is an annoyed huff and you hug the plushie tighter which makes one of those anime veins pop up on his face 💢

he takes a deep breath "It was not my intention to hurt your... sensibilities." he's trying babe, he's really trying

You don't reply for a moment...

"Ugh." you throw the plushie away and hug him tightly "This doesn't mean I forgive you, just for the record."

"I still stand by my opinion too, just worded less harshly." he gently puts an arm around you, stroking your back

it was only a matter of time until you gave up with your stubborn pettiness, soon you'll forgive him too, he'll make sure of that 😌

𓏲 ๋࣭  ࣪ ˖ Lilia Vanrouge

He's actually surprisingly chill about it i feel like

He wouldn't get annoyed or be jealous per se, he'd just get a little sad it's not him you're hugging😔

he's there, you know? there's no need for a plushie...

"Am I not satisfactory enough?" He asks half playfully half seriously

"In what sense?" you totally knew what he meant but just wanted to tease him back

"Hey, isn't this supposed to be the other way around?" he smiled at you, immediately knowing what you were playing at

"Hahaha, you know me too well." you kiss his cheek, yet you still don't let go of the plushie which makes him pout

"I see you have found yourself a new lover." his eyes travel to the plushie for a moment, the betrayal is real😔🙏🏻

"You got a problem with him?" you raised a brow 🤨

"A little." he hugged you from the back, getting comfy

"Okay fine, maybe my ex is the better one after all." you let go of the plushie and turned around to hug him back 💗

[fire-lizard-ro]

Ohoho Sunday thoughts you say? >:D this is loosely based on the prior ask? But I was just thinking how Sunday would probably try (keyword try) to remain pure and abstain from s*x before marriage, yknow? But when he finally does have you as his own, all bets are off. Angel boi is horny and wants you :( in his mind: it’s pure and simple yet beautiful lovemaking between two souls :( and in my love deprived ass I would melt because I know he’d be big on giving and receiving praise fjgjgjgj even would enjoy the idea of extending the Family if you were down for it (whether or not you could, he enjoys the idea of it) ((also he likes control so))

And don’t get me staarttteddd on his sweet aftercare and pillow talk D: oml you’d quite literally be on cloud nine!! He is too tho :) and he cannot help himself from just being so sweet and genuine orz

ohhHHHHH- Y e s I like this quite a bit. Need this to take a break from the angst I’ve been cookin up with a certain someone (you know who you are OTL).

Fair warning y’all are gonna end up seeing me write a fic about him that is blatantly blasphemous with religious themes (pretends like I’m not already working on one like that with Argenti).

Anyways- Back to this.

Thank you so much for the ask~ I love Sunday so much. <333333

CW: possessive behavior, cumming inside, fluff!!! (crazy I know how very almost off brand of me-), maybe some blasphemous thoughts? (idk that they count with aeons but hey-), marking, breeding kink (he’s saying it regardless of whether you are able to have children or not bc regardless it’s h o t -), praise

Reader gender: gender neutral (I tried not to say anything that would be too telling about what sex the reader is so please read it as such! I don’t think I said anything that was like that-)

So going off the last ask, we’re going to assume that he likes you enough to feel great affection for you. Enough to want you. To feel his own carnal desires rear their head even before you’ve married. It manifests in his seemingly innocent yet wandering hands. A hand on your waist as he passes by you. His hands drifting dangerously low when you hug. Leaning in close to talk to you. Lips making their way down from your forehead to your cheek to the corner of your lips. The placement of his kiss making its way to your lips slowly with every goodbye kiss.

But at some point, he can’t really stop himself from at least using those pretty hands of his on you- Along with that silver tongue and sinful mouth. He’ll make you feel so incredibly good, plunging his long fingers into you and taking you into his mouth. He’s lick and suck at you and even slide his tongue inside you. Perhaps the taste of you would be enough to tide him over until you were properly his- Married to him. It would have to be enough because you deserved to have a perfect wedding and perfect wedding night.

But aeons that doesn’t stop him from pleasuring you with what he can before then in order to hopefully keep himself in line. Even as his cock aches with the need to have you, he’ll just hold you down and whisper sweet promises in your ear. Even if you beg him, he won’t. Just wait for him baby just a little longer-

But after the ceremony is over and the afterparty is done and the guests all leave-

Oh dear. You’re finally left alone with your hungry fian- husband. You’re finally left alone with your absolutely famished husband. And you’re on the menu.

It begins like how many of your other encounters of sexual nature begin.

Sweet kisses that make it seem like he wants to swallow you whole.  Gentle hands taking in the feel of you in his arms. Trailing kisses down your throat, eyes closed in ecstasy because you were finally his now. He can have you with no regrets. All that waiting was for this moment. When he could finally have you wholly. And that makes this moment in the warm light of the bedside lamp and the cooler shades of the moon all the sweeter.

Wetted fingers stretching you in preparation for something larger, taking their time in their task despite knowing you well by then. Because even if this was to get you ready to become one with him- He’s wants to draw as much pleasure from you as possible. This is a special night for the two of you. One he will cherish completely and one he wants to make perfect for you. His arm would be holding him up, cradled behind your head for you to lean on while he molds himself to your side. Even as you whine and roll your hips into the curl of his fingers inside you, pressing on that special spot inside you, he kisses your cheeks gently with soothing words. “Good… very good, my love. Just a little more- I want you to finish on my fingers first. Can you do that for me, my sweet? I know you can-”

Just as he gives you your first orgasm of the night, he takes your lips once more while gently coaxing your through the waves of pleasure. He’s so soft, guiding you through the dance even while your mind goes blank for a bit as he watches your expression. “That’s it. I’ve got you.”

It’s then that he kisses you almost chastely before beginning his journey down your body to have his prize. The prize being whatever he’s managed to pull from you. He’d lick it from your body in broad strokes as though he were tasting honey dribbled over your form, caressing your every curve as he went.

Sunday would dribble lube over himself, a hand slathering the viscous substance over his cock in pumping motions. It was almost erotic watching him. The way he'd squeeze just a little at the top and you would watch his hardness twitch and drool between his fingers. But when you look up, the angelic man would only be looking at you. Gazing lovingly- longingly at you.

That's how it always was. Ever since meeting, he couldn't seem to take his eyes off you. You were simply radiant to him. Unlike anything or anyone else he'd ever seen.

Leaning over you to settle himself between your legs, Sunday would give you another kiss before asking if you were ready. While waiting for your answer, he'd go back to nip and lick at your neck. He wanted to mark you for all to see- You were his. His lover, his spouse, his soulmate. His. No one else's. He would love and care for you in every way, he'd think to himself.

And no- Don't just nod at him. "I need to hear you say it, dove. Please? For me, my dear?" Once you'd given him your clear consent, he'd bring you into a deep kiss while lining himself up with your stretched out, wet entrance. He can't even bring himself to tease you a little. Though the thought crossed his mind, he knew he'd been waiting far too long for this.

Once he was in the proper place, he'd rest his forehead against yours, the two of you breathing in each other's air while he looks down at where the two of you would be connected, fingers drifting to fondle you in order to distract from any possible pain you may feel with a gentle hum.

As Sunday would finally push in, cockhead popping inside, he'd gasp against your lips with twitching hips he had to force still. "Are you alright, love?" Taking a moment for himself to regain his composure and steel himself, he'd hide away in the crook of your neck to breathe in your scent and feel your pulse beneath his soft lips. Once you were ready it would be but a slow rock of his hips, moving gently inside you, to eventually sheath himself completely inside. As he worked himself into your tightness, Sunday would whisper sweet words into your ears in a whisper, as though the words were only for the two of you despite no one else being around- The words would come in between kisses while he rubbed a hand up and down your side to comfort you, the hand occasionally straying to rub your sex or pluck at your nipples to distract you from the strain of this part of the night.

Once bottomed out, your ass resting in the cradle of his hips with his body covering yours, he would ask you if you're alright and give you time to adjust. It's all praises here, the man telling you just how good you are for him and saying that you're doing wonderfully. After some time passes and you rock your hips against his to test your comfort, a small moan would be startled out of him before it devolves into a chuckle. "Are you ready, my love?"

It'd start with hip just grinding into you, firm but slow and accompanied by a pleasured sigh from him. He'd hold back none of his sounds because he wanted you to know how good you made him feel. Then he'd pull out only just a bit before thrusting himself back in. At some point he had begun to properly fuck you, the push and pull like the rocking of a boat on a gentle sea. This was making love. And after angling his hips, he found your sweet spot he'd only ever touched with those pretty fingers of his.

It'd be a struggle to not lose himself in you. In your all-consuming presence and the pleasure you gave him- In the love you showed him as you reached up to bring him close with a whimper of his name. It was like hearing the gospel fall from your lips. And they might as well have been. For now you were his everything. His god, his true Harmony. Were you to say it, it would be so. And right now, you were telling him that it felt good and asking him to keep going. So, he would.

With teeth gently marking all the places he'd been, his darkened eyes would watch the way you arch your back and moan to the heavens (they were yours anyways). Sunday is something that knows how to hide its teeth and disguise itself in the form of a man. He was careful to dull his claws so he would not hurt you when he held you close. Careful to veil the violence that was part of him, showing in his eyes, when he was with you. But he was a beast who knew the taste of blood. And yet you, his pure and lovely dove, loved him and accepted him. You said he was a good man and that you loved him. You were his truth. So, it must be so.

He wanted to claim you so wholly that none could ever deny that you both belonged to one another. That none could mistake that you were his deity and him your humble and devout servant who worshiped you here in the temple of your bed, giving you his offerings in pleasure, loyalty, and love. That brought another idea to mind of just how he could claim you and show you his deepest love.

"I want to breed you, my love. To carry on the family and mark you inside with my cum. Would that be alright? Do you want that as well, dove?"

He would speed up now, thinking about how he could have a family with you. How lovely you would look with a child tottering around behind you. He would make it happen no matter what so long as you wanted it as well. When you agree, he'd smile so wide his face hurt and shower you with kisses. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, my love my heart my everything-"

He can hardly fathom how he'd lived without you before.

Touching and kissing you all over he drove the two of you to your peak, the both of you moaning and whining against each other's lips as you kissed through the high. His hips continued to rock into yours to prolong the waves of pleasure that washed over you before slowing to a stop when you both became overstimulated.

"Thank you, love. You did so well- So very good for me. I love you so much," he'd praise and declare between kisses that he planted all over- Everywhere he could reach while wrapped up in your arms and holding you so close you wondered if the two of you could fuse together. "I love you, too," you'd mumble against his lips as he came back to them for a proper kiss. The chaste peck turning into a sensuous slide of lips, unhurried and full of undeniable love.

Even when he withdrew from your now cum-filled hole and began to clean you up, he would praise you and ask you how you felt while pressing kisses every place he touched. Once everything was done and he'd had you drink water, he'd lay down and pull you to lay on his chest. While stroking your back and pressing a kiss to your hair, he'd bid you goodnight and say yet another "I love you" before quietly humming to help you drift asleep.

Hopefully that was to your liking~ I had fun writing it! Thank you for the idea and for letting me write more about Sunday! <333

Feel free to send in another request if you want, hehe.

[fyodior]

APRIL 29TH

✰ pairing: chuuya x fem reader

✰ cw: cheating, alcohol, drunk reader, vaginal sex, semi-public. 18+, minors DNI!

✰ notes: continuing my tradition of writing lil blurbs for my boy's birthdays but being such a horrible procrastinator its always posted like hours too late :) anyway this is a bit angsty! hope u enjoy. and everyone blow a birthday kiss for the birthday boy chuuya. based off high infidelity by taylor swift, bc it's too fucking perfect how could i not. lyrics in red :)

✰ wc: 900 words

Do you really want to know where I was April 29th?

Chuuya’s birthday. The music was too loud, the room was too crowded, the drinks were too strong, but the grip he had on your waist was just right. He smirked as your hips swayed to the music and you giggled at nothing, throwing your arms around his neck. The two of you had never really spoken before, only brief conversations in passing - but right now his hand was drifting down past your hips, and you weren’t stopping it.

Your invitation to this party was very intentional. The sole reason Chuuya agreed to this whole bullshit celebration, anyway – if it were up to him, he’d be on his couch alone, shitfaced on a bottle of 1947 Château Lafite Rothschild and watching chick flicks no one else was allowed to know he enjoyed. But right now, Chuuya was stone cold sober. He needed to be of the soundest mind to obtain the only thing he wanted for his birthday: you.

He had to approach this situation very carefully, without a drop of alcohol in his system. Why? Because you had a boyfriend. But the candles had already been blown out, the birthday wish sent to the heavens – he couldn’t help what the universe put into place at this point. And he had touched himself too many times to the thought of you underneath him to give up now.

Do I really have to chart the constellations in his eyes?

Your head swam and body floated as you fell against Chuuya’s chest on the dance floor, the stuffy air and uncontrollable giggling making it hard to breathe. You pulled back so you could properly take in the man you were dancing with. The man who wasn’t your boyfriend. The man who wasn’t Dazai.

His red hair resembled fire, glowing from the blinding lights littered throughout the house, and his charming smile made your insides turn. He was a beautiful, beautiful man, one who had always caught your attention. You never let your gaze linger for too long, knowing Dazai was waiting at home for you.

But Chuuya’s most mesmerizing feature was his eyes. The flecks of gold hidden within the sea of blue resembled stars, and you found yourself webbing them together. To Chuuya, it just looked like you staring at him blankly, glossy-eyed and mouth slightly open.

“Whatcha lookin’ at, love?”

“I found the Taurus in your eyes,” you responded like it was the most obvious thing in the world, your smile lopsided.

Chuuya just chuckled and smoothly slid your drink out of your hands, figuring you had had enough for the night. Then he leaned in close to whisper something in your ear.

“Follow me, won’t you?”

He intertwined his fingers with yours before leading you out onto the secluded balcony he knew was attached to the second floor. The cool night air that hit your face was sobering, but not enough to resist the way Chuuya backed you against the rail. The metal dug into your back as he pressed his lips against yours, tangling his slender fingers into your hair. It was bad how easily you melted into the kiss, how little of a fight you put up against this man kissing you who wasn’t Dazai, but somehow, you couldn’t find it in you to care. Not with how electrifying his touch felt against your skin.

The moon was nothing but a sliver that night, the only light illuminating your sins coming from the stars above. But somehow, that felt right.

Do I really have to tell you how he brought me back to life?

“Bet he never fucks you this good, huh?” Chuuya groaned into your ear, voice deep and raspy.

You could only moan in response, your grip on the cold railing tightening as he takes you from the back. Your dress had been pulled up and panties tugged to the ground to allow for his cock to bully its way into your all too welcoming cunt. Silent prayers and wishes for forgiveness left your lips as he pushed past your tight ring of muscle, but soon were forgotten as he bottomed out.

The music and chaos of the party below you were barely audible anymore, drowned out by the sounds of skin on skin, and the feeling of Chuuya’s cock rubbing against your sweet spot again and again. He had one hand on the railing for leverage, the other leaving bruises on your hip as he pounded into you.

“Please, more,” you found yourself whining, saliva gathering at the corners of your lips. Chuuya smirked.

“Of course, baby.”

Soon his hand was underneath your knee to hike your leg up, allowing for him to fuck you at an even better angle, and you were putty in his hands. Chuuya was almost holding you up at this point, so overwhelmed and so full your body was about to give out.

All too soon you were left empty, save for the sticky white that trickled down your inner thighs and onto the hardwood of the balcony. Chuuya squatted down to help you pull up your underwear and adjust your dress, before trapping you against the metal rail once more, arms closing around you and teeth finding your earlobe.

“Come home with me, darling.”

I didn’t know you were keeping count.

[hyunsvngs]

I saw you mention church boy Jisung and it made me think about an ask I sent RJ aaages ago! It was about young priest Hyunjin tho. I hope you don’t mind it but I had kept it in my notes and I thought I’d share since it’s this week’s mood 👀

Priest in training Hyunjin who can’t help but stare at you during mass bc the rays of sun coming through the stained glass hit you just right as if you were a revelation.

Priest in training Hyunjin who blushes everytime you come get your host and when he softly draws a cross on your forehead with his thumb as you look up at him.

Priest in training Hyunjin who prays for you every night to keep you protected.

Priest in training Hyunjin who also prays every night for clarity bc he’s never felt this way. Who recites three extra Hail Marys bc he feels guilty about how many times he thought about how warm your skin would be during the day.

Priest in training Hyunjin who feels himself get hard and his heart tighten when he practices giving confessionals and you tell him "brother Hyunjin I’ve been having impure thoughts about a boy I like" "Oh?"

Priest in training Hyunjin who feels elated when you volunteer at the presbytery and gets to spend more time with you.

Priest in training Hyunjin who gives you his favorite rosary for you to keep (and remember him by, even though he won’t admit it bc it’s a selfish thought).

Priest in training Hyunjin who starts to think that there’s no way loving and coming to the thought of someone as angelic and kind as you could be a sin.

Priest in training Hyunjin who starts to think that if God made us all in His image, why can’t he worship you? Tenderly kiss the sole of your feet? Kneel before you?

Priest in training Hyunjin who feels like he could die on the spot when you tell him how pretty he is. Even worse the one time you asked him if he were an actual angel.

Priest in training Hyunjin who doesn’t move an inch when you bravely decide to tuck a strand of his hair behind his ear. Who turns into a literal statue when you start tracing his features with your fingertips ; his brows, the bridge of his nose, his cupid’s bow, his plump lips…

Priest in training Hyunjin whose brain turns into mush and instinctively closes his eyes and takes your finger in his mouth and sucks on it as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Whose heart grows three sizes when you softly kisses his eyelids.

Priest in training Hyunjin who can feel his heart breaking when you come to him one day crying, apologizing for being such a temptation to him. The more he is with you, the more he realizes that God did give him clarity after all those prayers. You’re not temptation, you’re a gift.

Priest in training Hyunjin who keeps in a picture of you in his locket. His crucifix above his robe, and the most prized piece of jewelry beneath his undershirt, for no one to see.

Priest in training Hyunjin who comes in his boxers along with you when you end up dry humping passionately in his room. If you’re both fully clothed, it doesn’t count, right?

Priest in training Hyunjin who finally sees the light when he gets to be inside you for the first time. Whispering and breathing his thank yous in latin in your open, panting mouth. In your pretty, tight, warm, sopping wet core. You are not sinners, this is love in its purest form.

THIS IS FUCKING WOOPOOOOOOAOAHHHHH WHISPEING HIS RHAKS IN LATIN?! SHUTUURORPTPFOGG THIS IS SO JOT

[hekateinhell]

lestat/armand priesthood au but when they try and kiss for the first time the portrait of jesus falls off the wall and armand gets spooked because he actually believes in god!!

no listen lmao just this morning i was thinking about andrei and i got so fucking upset 😂

idk if other people do this but when i'm writing AUs there's like different versions of armand i'm considering on drawing from when i think about characterization like is my armand character going to most resemble andrei or amadeo or cult armand or dm armand or full form armand, you know?

so i think this would make such a great andrei au i love him so much 🥹

i'm still hot off your succubus!lestat idea so that's what i'm thinking of right now like lestat was made for the "fuck or die" trope

he would so creep into andrei's bed at night and make him think he's just having wet dreams while lestat fucks him but then he wakes up in the morning with bruises on wrists and deep bite marks on his inner thighs hole gaping and sore

but he's too ashamed to ask bishop marius for help bc what if marius thinks andrei was out there breaking his vow of celibacy with cute village boy daniel who really spent too much time talking to him instead of confessing what must surely be a plethora of sins in the confessional

i think eventually lestat gets addicted to andrei in particular though but being fucked by a demon on the regular every night takes its toll and andrei starts to lose it and daniel is so concerned for him because he doesn't want to see him sent away so he spies on him and lurks at his bedroom window and one night soon enough he catches the demon lestat spellbinding the pretty little priest as he spreads andrei's legs open and pushes his knees up to his shoulders

does lestat get pissed when he notices another human? or does he see a chance to add at least 10 other sins to daniel's precarious soul and invite him to join in? 🫢

[i-write-sin-not-tragedy]

Plz plz plz feed me the ot3 food i want to hear about angel and his favorite platonic girls more

Hi Anon, im so sorry I made you wait, so for funsies, you are getting the quick rundown on these three bc I love them so so much they are my everything

Welcome to Sin Clouds informational Rundown of "Charlie's Angels" aka my favorite queerplatonic OT3 lets goooooo

-Charlie and Vaggie-

The easiest one to explain for obvious reasons— exactly what you see in canon! Long term girlfriends who are romantically involved and very in love♡

-Vaggie and Angel-

Platonic, wlw-mlm solidarity. They're actually really good friends! You would never guess it, considering they argue nonestop, and Angel LOVES to push Vaggies' buttons, lol. But they've built a solid friendship and are absolutely ride or die for each other. And Charlie. The glue that holds them together is Charlie, for sure.

-Angel and Charlie-

Queerplatonic! This one is the most ambiguous and hard to explain; it's definitely platonic but a much different flavor than what Angel and Vaggie are. A little more physically affectionate, I'd say (cuddling, cheek kisses etc) but definitely not romantic.

(I personally hc Angel as aromantic/demi-romantic, but even if he wasn't, he and Charlie would still be platonic. My boy is gay as fuck lol)

The best way i can describe their energy is if you imagined two Girlfriends adopting a cat together. One of them did not want the cat but has become unfortunately attached to it and the other snuggles the cat nonestop and was the one who picked it up off street going "WE HAVE TO KEEP IT :("

Angel is their stray cat LOL

And hes very touched by them caring about him, and it feels nice to have such close platonic bonds. The girls were the first people to truly reach out to him and try to help him get better, and i just. I could say so much on it? Obviously, this is what Charlie does. She wants to help people! She saw Angel and immediately knew he was a good person. She saw a part of him nobody else did.

And then you have Vaggie, who yeah at first didn't care much for Angel. But overtime i think she realizes the two of them have a lot in common.

Something Something the mutual bonding of knowing they'd both have never made it without Charlie believing they were both worth helping.

((Also Angel, at least here in my headcanons, has a notable relationship with Husk and Alastor as well! Which has its own brands of romantic and QPR But thats a different post altogether lol Angel has four hands okay one for each of them))

[marias-assumption]

This is such a sad song for me… it just has curiousest lyrics but w the profoundest meaning. —> Have i found you flightless bird? like… is it you? the one that won’t run away? have i found you already? or isn’t you after all?…

but at the same time is actualy a plaid for her to actually be the end-game for him.

and it says some weird stuff ab fat house cats, pissing on magazines 🐈 which i’ll explain 😝

first starts with “i was a quick wet boy diving too deep for coins all of your street light eyes wide on my plastic toys” which means i was a poor little boy who spend way too much time outside the house, even playing with my toys in the street, knowing all the people are there to stare… with surprised or horror. very driven and moved to “Do stuff” to find meaning of live but at the same time not believing much in miracles (skepticism- not valuing the coins of the miracle’s fountain) with more of a materialistic ambition, and also with “quick wet boy” makes an allusion to “quick witted” which means smart… so i was a very driven and smart kid hoping for too much, not putting too much faith into heaven but driven to find myself in the world.

Then concludes that w “Then when the cops closed the fair I cut my long baby hair, stole me a dog-eared map And called for you everywhere” meaning, then time got me and i was growing up, and realized i need to “cut my long baby hair” long time being an immature person and realized i need to find this other bigger than myself stuff, and realized i really wanted someone, not keep on playing w my toys on the street… also the disapproval of peoples got a hold on time and was tired anyways.

(yeah. deep)

then the chorus suggesting he has been in the field, searching for its partner. bc it says “Or lost you? American Mouth” which alludes to just another lips i kissed. fast-lived. pointing out that the American culture can be so detached and filled w ill-used relationships, but he does lives this as a loss bc he also says “or lost you- “ is a loss for him. and ends with “Big pill looming” the fear of loss, or the threatening “another failed experience thrown into the trash” and he can sees the pills prescriptions coming. like is just another paperwork. But also, alludes at the saying “that’s a big pill to swallow” which could also refer to as the threatening unpleasant truth that appears its coming, a hard truth which he is not ready to accept yet

Last verse “Now I'm a fat house cat Nursing my sore blunt tongue, Watching the warm poison rats, Curl through the wide fence cracks, Pissing on magazine photos Those fishing lures” meaning that now he’s comfortable with her, kind of playing too comfortable, so comfortable that kind of forgot to take care of the relationship or himself. If you are blunt, you say exactly what you think without trying to be polite, so he was nursing his blunt tongue, words were a little too sharp. a house fat cat is a tamed animal, so he’s watching the rats run (the toxic things) just “happening” without doing much.. again. a little too comfortable. getting comfortable on the big creeks the house fences has, the door was open, it wasn’t a secured future yet, bc they were getting through tough times. is now or never- get through this. but he was “sleeping” on the cracks. Being passive-aggressive (like cats when they piss on places where they shouldn’t lol), but not trying to get into conflict, so he’s not fighting for her. He “caught” all those fishing lures the devil was throwing at him, they looked like food but it hurt, he engaged into all the vices being tricked, falling on the trap of laziness and gluttony.

but then he got kicked out sleeping outside: “Thrown in the cold and clean, Blood of Christ mountain stream”, and then he even went to ask for the forgiveness of his sins, hitting rock bottom, realizing his bad habits and looking up to God. Took him to believe in religion to really repent, and realizing what he was ab to loose (bc the cat slept outside, is not fully over)- He had matured, was not a skeptic little kid anymore. he’s now respectful of the fountain of miracles and he takes life seriously, he was sleeping on it.

Last chorus slight change “Have I found you? Flightless bird - Grounded, bleeding - Or lost you? American mouth Big pill, -stuck going down-“ Meaning now that he repents he’s asking if even after all this war, all this bad times, could she stay with him forever and be the flightless bird? he feels sorry for her bc now that he truly sees her he can see the damage done, and he knows asking her to stay forever after all this is like a flightless bird wounded, bleeding. Now believing in repentance, mentioning “blood christ mountain stream” he swallows the blood of christ and maybe even ready to get married (thing he was being so lazy for before- thinking she was asking too much), so he asks again “can you stay? i know you’re wounded but i promise to solve this” (have i found you flightless bird .grounded. bleeding), he doesn’t feel good offering her this not-so tempting future w him, also alluding the guilt and regret he feels. Bc he repented he is ready to fully be what she needs, he will do it with the right way (alluding religion, sins, forgiveness, church, marriage maybe as well)… but he also gives her the the option to leave, because she’s free to decide, but if she does, this will be the big pill that’s gonna get stuck going down. like “have i lost you…? no. i’m not ready to believe it. it’s too hurtful to imagine now. you’re not gonna be just any hard pill to swallow, you’re gonna be the pill that’ll get stuck in my throat…” meaning, he will never be able to get over her.

So it’s like a realistic love song, after the hard times has passed… you can see he really loves her, putting the other person above your needs, or your selfishness, is really love… this song is a whole journey, talks ab his learning on learning how to love and how to live

**finishing writing this actually tearing up a little*** 🥲

[daddyhausen]

Can you give me something, anything, with Nick Jackson? He needs more love!!

• nsfw alphabet — nick jackson •

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{ warnings } — 18 + { minors do not interact }

{ word count } — 1k

{ pairing } — fem!reader x nick jackson

{ genre } — smut

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a – aftercare – { what they're like after sex }

nick would be kind of awkward, more or less he’d ask how you were feeling, if it was good for you etc… he’d still hold you close, offer you his body to lay on, cradle you in his arms until you fell asleep

b – body part – { their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s }

he does not have a favourite body part of himself, but for you he would say your thighs. they’re so pillowy and soft, he loves resting his head atop of them, peppering small kisses and love bites to your inner thighs. he also loves when his head is buried between them

c – cum – { anything to do with cum }

he’ll be messy with it, down right filthy. he’ll cum all over every inch of you multiple times. something about it just gets him going

d – dirty secret – { pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs }

being a good christian boy he’d never admit this to anyone, but one time when the both of you were younger he jerked off to you inside the church’s confessional booth

e – experience – { how experienced are they, do they know what they're doing ? }

nick has had his fair share of women, so he would have some experience, albeit its mostly vanilla

f – favourite position – { this goes without saying }

you’d half expect him to say missionary due to his almost goody-two-shoes nature, but this man prefers to be behind you, slamming your hips back against his, a handful of hair, whispering the raunchiest of sins in your ear

g – goofy – { are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc }

growing up, he was told that sex should be something feared, something that should never be taken lightly. yet as time passed and he began to experience the joys and wonders of fucking, he’s grown to be more carefree during it.

h – hair – { how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes. etc }

he’d either be trimmed or clean shaven

i – intimacy – { how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect }

nick can be a romantic when he wants. intimacy comes in different forms, he’ll cherish you during, maintaining eye contact or with loving, sweet kisses, other times it would be him taking his time ruining you, watching you come undone, piece by piece

j – jerk off – { masturbation head cannon }

once he discovered the joys of masturbation, it was downhill from there. at least twice a day is a normal amount for him. on days where he’s feeling more frisky it could be up to four or five.

k – kink – { one or more of their kinks }

switch

mommy/daddy kink

pegging

breeding

religion kink

corruption

spitting

praise

degradation

spanking/mild impact play

voyeurism

biting

gags

female-led relationship

cuckholding

choking

outdoor/public sex

auralism/sound play

edging

orgasm control/forced orgasms

l – location – { favourite places to have sex }

even though it is sacreligious, he’ll fuck you in the pews of the old abandonned church late at night

m – motivation – { what turns them on? }

the slightest bit of flirtation gets him going, you just have to hint at sex and he’s already racing up stairs, or to the car if you’re not home

n – no – { something they would not do, turn offs }

i don’t think he’d be into filming that much, he’d rather keep those moments private

o – oral – { preference in giving or receiving, skill etc }

he receives most of the time, not that he doesn’t like giving, you’re just the one who offers first.

p – pace – {are they fast and rough? slow and sensual etc }

he likes it rough and fast. sure soft sex is something he adores but nothing compares to the sounds you make when he’s buried deep inside you, absolutely destroying your insides

q – quickies – { their opinions on quickies, how often ect }

he’s already dragging you to the locker rooms for one, sometimes just mere minutes before a match

r – risk – { are they game to experiment? do they take risks? }

it took him a while to get used to expeirementing, before only thinking sex was just missionary and then orgasm. he now finds joy in coming up with new ways to make you feel good

s – stamina – { how many rounds can they go for? how often? }

you swear this man is not human with the amount of rounds he can go in a night. i’d say about three is a good estimate

t – toys – { do they own toys? do they use them? on themselves or a partner? }

he’s got a stash hidden in the bottom draw of his nightstand, he rarely uses them on himself, he just buys them because he knows you love experimenting with them

u – unfair – { how much they like to tease }

he’s a big tease. no matter where you are he’ll always find an opportunity to tease you. although he can be kind of a hypocrite as he hates being teased himself

v – volume – { how loud are they, what noise they make? }

nick is loud, he adores the way you make him feel and will evidently voice it.

w – wildcard – { random headcannon }

“you’re going to hell for corrupting me, you evil witch” nick’s groans echoed through the empty cathedral. the sound cacophonous with thick acoustics as the sound bounced off the brick and stained glass

his size buried deep within you, bodies sprawled out atop the marble alter, before his god. he’s been questioning his faith for a while, thoughts of his god abandoning him in his worst moments, seeking comfort in the unholy wench that laid naked beneath him, greedily accepting the warmth of his loins.

a good christian boy he was, he should have known better than to seek sanctuary between the thighs of a woman such as you. but your grasp was far too strong for him to fight, you’d corrupted him the moment he stepped foot inside the cathedral

“looks like you’re coming with me”

x – x-ray – { lets see whats under those clothes, their size }

he’s about average length. maybe five to six inches.

y – yearning – { how high is their sex drive? }

he thinks about sex all the time, especially if it’s during long trips away from you

z — zzz – { how quickly do they fall asleep afterwards }

he would not fall asleep right after, he’ll make sure that you’re comfortable first, lightly playing with your hair or tracing shapes in your skin

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[rodolfoparras]

Okay so here's my info dump about John Seed and why I think he's bisexual. Please note that all these point I share happen no matter if you play as a male character or a female character

So in Far Cry 5,you're fighting against this evangelical christian cult. John is one of the leaders of the cult and its clear he has an obsession with you(you as in the character)you can get special character companions that you have special dialogue as you travel with them throughout the county. One of them notes how John Seed seems to be in some sort of love with you and how he couldve killed you multiple times but seemed to be playing cat and mouse and she says if you get alone with John you should try to sleep with him to gain an advantage.

Then there's a cutscene where you're in John's bunker and he's preparing you for confession which entails tattooing your sins onto your flesh. John literally rips open your character's shirt and obviously leers plus he's also very touchy feely during the entire scene and it's thick with sexual tension

Remember this doesn't just happen with the female version of the main character but the male version as well

And thus I rest my case. John Seed is a boy kissed. I hope I explained this well lol. I wish I could show you the clips it would make it that more apparent

Sugar you have convinced me of watching some clips of this man and reading some fics bc Jesus I’ll forever love the villain obsessed with the hero trope 🧎🏻‍♂️

Is there an option to sleep with him or create a romantic bond of some sort with him?

Also hello if he were to tattoo my sins on me I’d be bricked up :/

[swifty-fox]

in ur post about the hockey au where u talk about buck and bucky being kinky who do u see doing what in each of those situations 😁

doing this on easter sunday is such a sin anon its the one weekend a year i participate in religious practices

anyways *cracks knuckles*

genuinely they're not super kinky. I dont see this au as them getting into anything like knifeplay/daddykink/hitting or doing scenes. It's not so much D/S as it is two guys just wanting to stimulate eachother sexually and mentally.

I think Gale is really into giving oral. He likes the stretch in his throat and the way Bucky watches him. He likes the power and control of it too. This extends to enjoying finger sucking and definitely some good ol' fashioned rough deepthroating. They're very switchy in this au so he likes Pinning Bucky against a wall with a hand on his throat and kissing him til he begs for more. He likes telling Bucky to open up and then spitting in his mouth either quick and a little rough or just letting it slow drip onto Bucky's tongue, or right down the back of his throat

He likes edging Bucky bc Bucky turns into such a whiny bitch about it (and then gets soooo sweet)

Bucky is kinda the nastier one. In a previous post we talked about him being into post work-out sweaty Gale. He he's a bit into armpits. not necessarily just stinky just likes the hair and the masculinity of it. it's not that he wants to have his face shoved in there but when he's got Gale on his back he likes to lick up his ribs and nipple and over his inner arm. Gale is grossed out and very turned on by it. He likes pulling Gales hair so he can arch that pretty back, show off that long neck. Definitely likes spanking Gale just bc dat ass. (hockey butt is second only to baseball butt okay)

He likes Gale flushed and dazed which is a real problem playing hockey bc half the time the boys give interviews lookin like this

he likes gales thighs because uhhhh hockey thighs thank u

he likes being tied up but it kinda freaks Gale out so they dont do it often its usually very spur of the moment with a tie or something.

[shinycollarboneapologist]

I am literally always thinking of blonde matty. the video where he reacts to their MV kills me bc he said his hair doesn't look good in the tootime vid and I wanna SCREAM bc MATTHEW YOU LIAR.

thinking about him asking you to do it for him. him sat on the floor softly humming and you run your hands through his hair getting the bleach everywhere. closing his eyes and just feeling you run your fingers through his hair is making him feel so at peace, you smile down at your cute boyfriend and give him a little peck bc GOD he's so cute. taking photos with the bleach in to send to his gc with the boys and just getting the response "oh no what are you doing now Matthew"

(maybe you even get a bit slutty after he washes it out bc you just can't stop touching it and pulling on it and matty can only cope for so long)

domestic vibes with matty is the death of me. I could literally talk about it all day, just soft bf activities!!!

oh this is sinful ... i love it.

he brings home the tub of bleach and developer from the beauty supply store one day, completely unprovoked. and when he walks in to show you, he's grinning from ear to ear. "this again?" you laugh, but he's stubborn and inmoveable, wanting nothing more than to change up his look. "c'mon baby, don't you want your super sexy boyfriend to have super cool blonde hair?" you puff out a sigh, but you're happy he's asking for your help and even happier that he's not just gone out and done it (you're not sure your heart could take it) it takes only a few minutes for you to prepare the bathroom. he takes his shirt off, because "bleach is messy, can't ruin my clothes" even though you know its just an excuse for him to be a nuissance without a shirt on. you're having a hard time concentrating as you apply the bleach to his hair, gloved fingers rubbing the thick paste through his dark tresses. he catches your eye in the mirror and smirks at you "focus baby, don't want me the shave my head again, do you?" you roll your eyes at him, smile affixed on your face. you can't help yourself from leaning down to press a few soft kisses to his lips and nose and cheeks as you continue to lather up his hair. he groans. he's always loved the feeling of your hands in his hair. when you're done applying, he's giddy as he takes a few selfies for the guys, sending them in the group chat. "you're going to make them worry about you, babe," you can only laugh. the influx of texts from the guys is worrisome, a lot of their texts asksing ifi you broke up with him ("because people drastically change their hair when they get dumped"). he's quick to soothe their accusations, even deflecting a few phone calls and facetime requests from them. its time to wash out the bleach, and you half expect him to just jump in the shower himself, but he looks up at you with those big brown eyes and before you know it, he's leaning over the sink and you're washing the bleach from his hair. he shudders as your fingers comb through when you apply the shampoo and conditioner, goosebumps lining his limbs. he persuades you to dry his hair. your fingers pull and twist at the locks of hair on his head, and he's biting back moans. "all done," you hum, proud of your works. he admires it in the mirror before he's twisting to get on his knees in front of you, making quick work of your pants and underwear. his resolve has been lost, darkened eyes peering up at you. "what are you doing?" you laugh. he shakes his head, "just need you to keep your fingers in my hair."

[hwanghyunjinenthusiast]

Priest in training Hyunjin who can’t help but stare at you during mass bc the rays of sun coming through the stained glass hit you just right as if you were a revelation.

Priest in training Hyunjin who blushes everytime you come get your host and when he softly draws a cross on your forehead with his thumb as you look up at him.

Priest in training Hyunjin who prays for you every night to keep you protected.

Priest in training Hyunjin who also prays every night for clarity bc he’s never felt this way. Who recites three extra Hail Marys bc he feels guilty about how many times he thought about how warm your skin would be during the day.

Priest in training Hyunjin who feels himself get hard and his heart tighten when he practices giving confessionals and you tell him "brother Hyunjin I’ve been having impure thoughts about a boy I like" "Oh?"

Priest in training Hyunjin who feels elated when you volunteer at the presbytery and gets to spend more time with you.

Priest in training Hyunjin who gives you his favorite rosary for you to keep (and remember him by, even though he won’t admit it bc it’s a selfish thought).

Priest in training Hyunjin who starts to think that there’s no way loving and coming to the thought of someone as angelic and kind as you could be a sin.

Priest in training Hyunjin who starts to think that if God made us all in His image, why can’t he worship you? Tenderly kiss the sole of your feet? Kneel before you?

Priest in training Hyunjin who feels like he could die on the spot when you tell him how pretty he is. Even worse the one time you asked him if he were an actual angel.

Priest in training Hyunjin who doesn’t move an inch when you bravely decide to tuck a strand of his hair behind his ear. Who turns into a literal statue when you start tracing his features with your fingertips ; his brows, the bridge of his nose, his cupid’s bow, his plump lips…

Priest in training Hyunjin whose brain turns into mush and instinctively closes his eyes and takes your finger in his mouth and sucks on it as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Whose heart grows three sizes when you softly kisses his eyelids.

Priest in training Hyunjin who can feel his heart breaking when you come to him one day crying, apologizing for being such a temptation to him. The more he is with you, the more he realizes that God did give him clarity after all those prayers. You’re not temptation, you’re a gift.

Priest in training Hyunjin who keeps in a picture of you in his locket. His crucifix above his robe, and the most prized piece of jewelry beneath his undershirt, for no one to see.

Priest in training Hyunjin who comes in his boxers along with you when you end up dry humping passionately in his room. If you’re both fully clothed, it doesn’t count, right?

Priest in training Hyunjin who finally sees the light when he gets to be inside you for the first time. Whispering and breathing his thank yous in latin in your open, panting mouth. In your pretty, tight, warm, sopping wet core. You are not sinners, this is love in its purest form.

.....Anon, how am I supposed to be normal about this? I don't want to add Priest! Hyunjin to my 7 million fic ideas but, god, this is really making me reconsider. Strongly so.

The soft corruption in all of this? Fucking crazy. Insane. Also, I don't know if you write on here or in general but, the way you wrote this is so 🤌🏾🤌🏾🤌🏾🤌🏾🤌🏾

I saw a post a long time ago and I'm probably going to butcher it but, it said something along the lines of a priest kink and corruption in the sense that you corrupt someone into worshipping you. Into seeing you as something divine and, this made me think of that post so hard.

[imahoeforsokka]

TTPD LIVE REACTION

1. Fortnight

I AM SO SAD

THIS HURTS

POST MALONE YAYAYAYAY

bro fucking cheated

WTF HAPPENED IN FLORIDA

2. TTPD

oh my god he fucking cheated

is he insane

genuinely

NO-FUCKING-BODY LMAO

CHARLIE PUTH AWW

this is so awful

i’m drowning

YOU TOLD LUCY WHAT????

SHE TOLD JACK WHAT?!!!!!????

he would not marry her i hate him

who else decodes you is insane

3. my boy only breaks his favorite toy

oh?? this is hot??

ok lana del rey relax

OH MY LORD

PUT ME BACK ON MY SHELF???

SAND CASTLES

THIS IS SO PRETYY WHAT

HE SAW FOREVER SO HE SMASHED UP.

HE WAS MY BEST FRIEND.

not ken

HE TOLD ME IM BETTER OFF BUT IM NOT. OUCH OUCH

4. down bad

ooooooo pretty

cosmic love ok

I MIGHT JUST DIE IT WOULD MAKE DO DIFFERENCE

HEAVEN STRUCK

HOW DARE YOU THINK ITS ROMANTIC

FUCK YOU IF I CANT HAVE US OH MY GOD

jesus he’s gone

5. so long, london

already brutal bc it’s a track five

rip london boy

oh this is COOL

OH MY GOD HER VOICE

oh the tragedy

YOULL FIND SOMEONE

GAVE YOU ALL THAT YOUTH FOR FREE.

ILL FIND SOMEONE.

quiet resentment

not sure if he wants to be THERE

YOU SWORE YOU LOVED ME, WHERE WERE THE CLUES?

I DIED ON THE ALTER WAITING FOR THE PROOF. OH MY GOD OH MY GOD.

cause i loved this place for so long, london.

that was insane holy fuck

6. but daddy, i love him

wait

is this about

no way??

is this

i feel like im wrong

ok update i was wrong

oh my god this is ouch

BEDROOM EYES LIKE A REMEDY

this is strangely fearless coded?

like mature fearless

this feels like love story got punched in the face?

BITCHING AND MOANING YES

VIPERS DRESSED IN EMPATHS CLOTHING!!!!!!

this is so pretty wow

but brings lovers,,, closer

okay wait i might have been right earlier omg

TRAVIS?

WILD BOY

i’m having is baby is HILARIOUS i love her

i think that was the transition of joe to travis and i’m obsessed

7. fresh out the slammer

ok wild west

pretty baby

another summer, taking cover

he was with her in dreams OK JOLENE

for just one glimpse of his smile

swirled you into all of my poems omg

AMERICAN DREAMS

IMAGINARY RINGS

i did my time

wow.

jack is KILLING IT HOLY HELL

8. Florida!!!

im already scared from track 1

weed or little babies is crazy

is one hell of a drug

hey florence

CHEATING HUSBAND DISAPPEARED

NO ONE ASKS QUESTIONS HERE

is that a bad thing to say in a song? OH MY GOD

ok DRUMS

they have a fun mix woah

ok we like florida cool ok

ok

cool cool cool

ok

shitstorm in texas

that’s so cool omg

9. guilty as sin?

ok hey drums

i have a love song inkling?

oh this is so pretty

mine on my upper thigh omfg

ok this is gorgeous

romantic asf

hey bible

i keep recalling things we never DID

ouch

downtown lights 😭

10. who’s afraid of little old me?

why is bro killing her geez

ok SPOOKY

what scandal

i’m so invested

we could all laugh until i cry

real

oh you SHOULD BE BITCH

ASLYUM

DRUNK ON MY OWN TEARS

oh this is CAMP

ok blank space

her VOICE god

that did not feel like 5 minutes wow

wow.

11. i can fix him

i’m so scared omfg

hello FOLK

this is so pretty wow

ok we are talking’ TEXAS

this shit is SOUTHERN

he just hadn’t met me yet

my man

wow

her VOICE

oh this is HOT

hey jack missed you

WOAH? MAYBE I CANT?

oh my god that was so

wow

12. loml

i. am. scared.

the time i was away??????? rep????

i felt i was better safe than STARRY EYED. OUCH

ONE KISS TO GETTING MARRIED

THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE

A MILLION TIMES

you took me to hell too

cinephile

black and white

YOU SHIT TALKED ME UNDER THE TABLE

BRAIDS OF LIES

ILL BE NEVER LEAVE NEVER MIND

LOSS OF MY LIFE.

JESUS.

ARRON GOD DAMN YOU

13. I can do it with a broken heart

hey pool

ok mastermind

oh my god tour

this hurts

geez

BITCH SMILE

HE SAID HED LOVE ME ALL HIS LIFE

CROWD WAS CHANTING MORE

IM SO DEPRESSED I ACT LIKE ITS MY BIRTHDAY

IM OBSESSED WITH HIM BUT HE AVOIDS ME

SHE IS SO PRODUCTIVE

i love the voices in the background so much omg

i’m glad she’s proud of herself

CAUSE IM MISERABLE!

AND NOBODY EVEN KNOWS!

ok that was awesome

i laughed out loud

14. the smallest man who ever lived

i’m scared

again

oh god

Jehovah’s witness suit lmao

ha they ghosted him

oh damn.

RUSTING MY SPARKLING SUMMER

OH DAMN

the breath christ

NOT THE PUSH PENS

showed her off barely

this hurts actually

i’m scared for the bridge

oh hello bridge

WOW

A GUN UNDERNEATH OUR BED

WOW

WILL THIS ALL BE DECLASSIFIED

WOW

YOU CRASHED MY PARTY AND YOUR RENTAL CAR

NORMAL GIRLS ARE BORING BUT YOU WERE GONE BY THE MORNING

holy

actual

frick

wow

wow

wow

15. the alchemy

hey beat ok

touch down ha

ok comeback song

THESE BLOKES WARM THE BENCHES

THATS HILARIOUS

AW

hey LOVE SONG

she had her american revolution song

16. clara bow

i’m scared pt. 3927237

ok guitar

aww cute

hey taylor! pls don’t die, thanks!

DAZZLING

STEVIE NICKS

oh wow

this is stunning

demanding ‘more’

it’s hell on earth to be HEAVENLY

WOW

HEY TAYLOR SWIFT

you’ve got edge she never did

is crazy

ok that’s all bye (until 2 maybe?)

EDIT:

OKAY MAJOR UPDATE SHES INSANE

15 MORE

17. the black dog

oh my god

his location

it’s A BAR

i just don’t understand how you don’t miss me

she’s too young to know this song

do you hate me

was it hazing

six weeks of breathing clean air i miss the SMOKE

wow

wow

wow

18. imgonnagetyouback

ok skirt

you knew the price going in ohmygod

get him back olivia rodrigo??

this is so pretty

oh god the BRIDGE

ERAS FADING INTO GREY

19. The Albatross

ok hey FOLK

CROSS YOUR THOUGHTLESS HEART

oh my god this is GORGEOUS

this is so evermore???

idek

her voice wow

19. Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus

this opens quick wow

just say “i loved you the way that you were” christ

jesus

this is so beautiful wow

THE GLINT IN MY EYE TRACED THE DEPTHS OF YOUR SIGH

WOW

SCARLET MAROON

this is wow

will i always wonder

20. how did it end

we herby conduct this post mortem!!!

southern accent maybe a little??

this is so pretty wow

oh my god OW

DIDNT YOU HEAR THEY CALLED IT ALL OFF

THE BRIDGE OUCH

d-y-i-n-g OK JUST STAB ME TAYLOR

wow wow wow

21. so high school

CUTE???

SMOKING YOUR JOKES ALL NIGHT

this is so 90s???!???!??!

YOU KNOW HOW TO BALL, I KNOW ARISTOTLE!!;!,!,!,$;$;

TOUCH ME WHILE YOUR BROS PLAY GRAND THEFT AUTO?,?,!:!,,$,’

ok this is so cranberries

AMERICAN PIE IS SO CUTE

WOW

this is like making me giddy

ok AWWW

22. i hate it here

QUICK QUICK

AHHH

i’m there most of the year cause i HATE IT HERE

the 1830s w/o the racists and bids real

electriciTEE

obsessed

23. thanK you aMIee

okay here we go

i’m fearing for kim’s life

hometown

OH

hey bully

fucK you aMIee is so funny

kim is shaking

this is kinda country

taylor is so sweet

DAMN ANDREA

that there wouldn’t be this if there hadn’t been you

wow

beat my spirit black and blue

wow

LMAO

AND SO I CHANGE YOUR NAME AND ANY REAL DEFINING CLUES

HA

NORTH LMAO

okay she’s bat shit crazy for that

24. i look in peoples windows

pretty

hey jack!! (found him)

down down down down

im addicted to the “if only”

GOD

one more time

25. the prophecy

oh, but it’s gone again

I GOT CURSED LIKE EVE GOT BITTEN

ok we are in our religious parallel era wow

god WOW

still dream of him

howl like a wolf at the moon

coven around a sorcerers table

NO SIGN OF SOULMATES

GREIGE

sweet lord

26. cassandra

wow wow

i have nothing else to say

just

WOW

do you believe me now?

THE CHRISTIAN CHORUS LINE

not a single word was heard

27. peter

is it something i did?

god

promises oceans deep, but never to keep

this is beautifully tragic

you said you were gonna grow up

28. the bolter

oh my god.

town car speeding!

slam of a door, then he’ll call her a WHORE!!!!

ouch

this is so different

there’s escape in escaping

then came out alive

29. robin

you have no idEA

this is so bittersweet

wilder and lighter. for you.

30. the manuscript

hey piano

i’d give you my heart if you needed it

but soon it was over

and couldn’t sleep unless it was in her mothers bed

wow

ouch

all that’s left is the manuscript

ok i’m done that’s a perfect album

[aclosetfan]

About the treatment of Buttercup in fanfic. I feel like its just the ppg fandom in general unfortunately, they just see the characters as just one note surface level and Buttercup as the hardcore tomboy one who hates everything feminine (even though she never has that much of a problem with it in canon). But in regards of not getting treated softly I think I kinda get where they’re coming from, if I build myself as the toughest one of the group then having someone be soft on me felt like they’re treating me as if I’m weak, maybe its a pride thing? idk. Yeah still sucks that its that way, personally I find it more weird having the Boys be soft on any of the Girls.

Yeah, I understand where it’s coming from! But with BC being both canonically the shyest, giggly/goofy when she has a crush, very much “ew kissing is gross” but does it anyway, compounded with how important love is in the show and the main reason she’s a superhero, then the best thing for her character development is teaching her that being soft is okay, and doing soft things born out of love doesn’t make anyone inherently weak. Her pushing back against this growth is a great internal conflict to drive the plot of BC-centric stories!

“Wrath” was the sin HIM assigned to her, and a lot of her canon growth comes from her tackling her aggression issues, so having Buttercup, in fanon, remain a ruthless anti-soft anti-love anti-kindness character who never *learns* anything makes me think the fan creator is just ignoring the themes of the show in favor of what they find romantic. And that’s fine lol, to each their own, it’s fanfic and it literally has no bearing on anything. It’s just not my cup of tea!

With the boys, I agree with you. In the show, I don’t think they’d ever be “soft” because we having nothing to prove that they’ll ever be anything more than bad guys. In my opinion, the canon content really only confirms that the boys enjoy each others company but they could give less of a shit about the girls. With so little content about them, I think fanon can go hog wild with them because there’s nothing to say anyone’s wrong 😂

That’s why I hope if the rrb come back in the new-reboot, they stay bad guys interested only in being bad guys. Not because I don’t want them to grow or have a redemption arc, but because fanon’s made them these intensely personal “bad gone good” characters and I don’t want anyone bashing the show because the actual canon writers (rightfully) ignore certain accepted fan lore. The show isn’t about the boys, it’s about the girls, and it’s not about romantic love, it’s about platonic/family love, so I will be a stark support of “keeping fanon out of canon” haha

[nothinginthisworldbelongstome]

1,4,30

yayayay an ask from my moot! hii thank u!!

1. how long have you known you liked girls?

well, my experience was never an 'something happened and i just *knew*' sort of thing. it was very slow, and it was harder bc i grew up with an extremely conservative christian family.

i didnt even know gay/trans people were a thing till i was like 11 or 12, bc i was homeschooled. but i started reading fanfiction at that age, beginning with straight couples, then going to mlm, and finally wlw. and it slowly seeped into my mind that my thoughts and feelings towards girls werent typical for straight girls.

i have always extremely disliked men, since i was very young, like 3 or so, and i never dreamed of my wedding. 'boy crazy' girls were unfathomable to me, i just could never understand what they saw in guys.

and ive always had extremely strong, almost worshipful 'crushes' towards other girls that i thought were just me reallyyyy wanting to be friends with them lmaooo. i was totally clueless until i realized being gay was a 'thing' that i could do. and even then, it wasnt fast. i evaluated all my current and previous relationships with girls, took SO MANY am i gay quizzes lmaooo, and even thought i was asexual for a while bc it was so hard for me to be okay with the idea of being sexually attracted to women (even tho i had accepted that i was definitely romantically attracted to them, purity culture is a hell of a thing to get over)

i also had a really big problem. see, i didnt only have to figure out my sexuality, i also had to fit it into my religion at that time and figure out what i believed. my church believes homosexuality is a sin, one u need to fight against, and if u dont ur going to hell. thats been a fact my whole life. its been ingrained in me since birth. so i had to try and root these ideas out of my mind, and that was really fucking hard. anyone who's ever had to 'unlearn' something knows just how difficult it is.

a part of accepting myself i had trouble with was also me struggling with the label 'lesbian'. i didnt like it at first, in fact i nearly hated it, even tho it was the only one i identified with besides the general 'gay' or 'queer'. i didnt like how it sounded, it felt almost dirty, sleazy even, with the prominent 'z' sound. it felt like it stuck out from all the other identities and just sounded 'bad'. i used to just say i was gay or queer instead of a lesbian. this was internalized homophobia, something i still struggle with from time to time. but luckily i was able to overcome it and now i proudly call myself a lesbian!

i also had a period of time where i thought i was bisexual bc it was hard to realize that i didnt have to be attracted to men, and i kind of thought it was 'okay' if i liked women as long as i still could like men too (spoiler alert: i couldnt).

but finally around the age of 16/17 i finally became entirely comfortable with myself and my label, and began coming out to those friends and family i knew were accepting.

4. do you have a crush at the moment?

not exactlyyyyy hehe

30. what experiences are you looking forward to having in the future (kissing a girl, going to pride, etc)?

god literally all of them. ive never been kissed (or fucked 🫣) and i want to have an (irl) girlfriend so so badly. ive never been to pride and i really want too. i want to get married eventually and have a family with the woman i love, i want to create a home with them. i want to live my life and just be who i am without having to stay closeted anymore.

thank u so so so much for the ask! and sorry its so long im very wordy lmaoo