#please i'm begging you to throw me your fandoms and what you wanna see

[humbuns]

wondering if i should do an interest form just so you guys can suggest merch you wanna see from me because I'm undecisive already lmao (if you have any suggestions, inbox is very much open)

[hostilecandle]

I just saw a post unironically being up in arms and pissed that the pricegaz ship exists because "a captain and a sergeant is a huge power imbalance" Please I need yall to be so fucking for real with me rn 😭😭 I've seen this take so many times and enough is enough.

Look at me, I'm gonna tell ya something, come closer- YOURE IN THE FUCKING WAR FANDOM. For the love of God get off your morality high horse and come back to earth for a second. I'm begging you to go touch some grass. If you want to play a morality game, a power imbalance between an officer and those he's in charge of should be the LAST of your worries in this fandom. (Also how funny that ghost and soap weren't mentioned as a power imbalance when it's just as bad. Yeah I fucking caught that you hypocrite)

Like come on let's be for real, if you really cared about fictional morality issues, well you wouldn't be in this fandom would you? You would be beyond pissed and sick to your stomach that there's war, actual torture, racism, and all the other "fun" things that come in a game about a proxy war and terrorists for fucks sake. You don't have any box to stand on, you're in the CALL OF DUTY FANDOM 😭😭😭 Yall wanna be special and unique SO bad. Yall just want a reason to say you're better than others and you froth at the mouth at the chance to do so.

You know this shit ain't real. You know it's a game but even still, you have to try and find something to make you better than those degenerates and it's pathetic. And again if you really cared, this game series as a whole should offend you. If yall are really so pressed about fiction and reality this whole series should make you want to throw up. This is the game series that brags about how realistic it is and how they've brought in people who've experienced this to make it as real as possible. But wait, you don't care about morality as long as it's fictional children and brown people being murdered but GOD FORBID Gaz takes a cock up his ass from Price. Its just gone TOO FAR 🙄🙄

Obligatory you can just dislike a ship for any reason. Things are allowed to squick you out. That's FINE. That's good and healthy even. You don't have to like every ship. What pisses me off is the moral soap box yall have to stand on to preach and prove why you dont like it and why everyone who does like it is bad. Idc someone doesnt ship gazprice, (I enjoy it but personally have ships I like better myself) but getting mad it exists is genuinely, and i cant stress this enough, pathetic. It's old and I'm so sick of seeing it. This is not the fandom for these games. Go back to something made for children if you want to have the moral understanding of one.

[heatherra]

Hey. Serious post. Trigger warning for sexualization of minors.

Yes. This is about Scepterno. Of course it's about Scepterno. I am not going to censor his name, because everyone should know what is going on with him.

He has responded to my post about him, where I said he was actively talking about Alenoah nsfw. I am going to respond to that.

Let's talk!

"i have seen the Posts and im laughing very hard HAHAH not only is Noah a fictional character, he is canonically 19 in the show. and is around my age. even if he werent.... i dont care. cuz he's fake. i can do whatever i want to him because hes not real. yall need to go outside and find some real problems to talk about. this is just plain sad !!!"

This is a serious issue. You want to know why? Because it has been proven multiple times that fiction DOES in fact affect reality. This is a very serious issue. The Total Drama Fandom has a lot of kids in it. Total Drama is a show for children. Children can find your very public blog, see you talking on public about alenoah nsfw, and they will normalize it. You wanna know how I know this? Because I've experienced this myself! Children stumble upon things that they're not supposed to see! You are coming into a space that is filled with minors, because this is a TV show for CHILDREN, and you are talking about these minors characters in a way that is messed up. I am scared for the minors that will see your post.

"PLEASE. guys. please. grow up. im begging you to stop worrying about the imaginary rights of FICTIONAL CHARACTERS. genuinely. for you own mental health. please find real issues to worry about in life. have fun. stop torturing yourself with drama that doesnt matter. at all. youre going to make fandom an absolutely miserable place if all you do is scream and tantrum over what other people do with what are essentially TOYS"

I am worried about the the fucking children. About the VERY REAL children. And you know what? "Stop torturing yourself with drama that doesnt matter." Then why even address it in the first place? If it doesn't matter, why make a long angry post about it? Fandom is supposed to be a fun place. Fandom is supposed to be where you go and talk about your favorite show and post little things that you think about the media. Me "screaming" and throwing a "tantrum" is because you are coming into this space and making it a nasty place to be. Minors are not safe with you in the space.

"you do not care about morality you care about getting attention and feeling more powerful by bringing others down."

Here's my take. People have immoral thoughts about things. That's part of being human. But when you act on said thoughts, and post about it on the internet on your very public blog where everyone can see when they look you up, and you don't even have it tagged or anywhere stated on your blog that you don't want minors following, that's the part that I am shaming. There is something wrong with you for you to post something like that, and not even try to hide it from minor's eyes. I care about the people in this fandom. I am trying to keep people safe from people like you.

And now, the tags.

"I draw [noah] short because size difference is sexy and noah has short king energy."

Height headcanons are fine. But the fact that you are brining size difference into this? A kink? Yes, you are an adult, I'm a fucking adult. We have things that we are into, but you bringing it into this space where children are, that's where the problem is. You are not tagging it, you are posting it on your very popular and public account, where I do not doubt for a second that minors follow you.

"I want you to really self reflect on why your so quick to see a gay man and call him a predator"

I DIDNT EVEN FUCKING KNOW YOU WERE GAY.

I am gay myself. I am not calling your a predator for you being gay. I NEVER FUCKING SAID THAT. I am calling you a creep for fucking talking about alenoah nsfw! I am calling you a creep for drawing nsfw of minors! I am calling you a creep for drawing incest art! Using this "It's because I'm gay" defense, it doesn't fucking make sense! No where have I ever said you're weird because you're gay. You are a fucking creep for talking about alenoah like that.

I am begging everyone to unfollow, block, and get this person off the platform. They are not welcomed here.

[marblemoovt]

More Brat Taming updates

I've been busy lately with school and commissions so I haven't had much time to write for myself in my spare time.

I've already breached 11k words on this fic and it's still not done 😭

I'm getting scared of how chonky this is going to get, but I hope it will feed other people desperate for more Yuushi fics.

Smut snippet below the cut:

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“This is the part where you’re supposed to beg me. ‘Oh, Yuushi, please stuff me with your fat, magnificent cock,’” he taunts, pitching his voice to mimic yours.

You whip your head around, wrinkling your nose. “I do not sound like that.”

Yuushi pecks your nose, resting his head against yours. “Sure ya do,” he says, nuzzling into you. “Now hold on so I can fuck you properly.”

“What?” Before you can say more, he grabs you by your hips and his leg disappears underneath you. Your hands instinctively grasp onto his arms as you’re lifted higher. The tip of his cock prods at your entrance

“Yuushi,” you moan, digging your nails into his arms.

“Stay still. I don’t want to drop ya,” he chuckles breathily, “I don’t wanna break my dick either.”

If anything, you’re the one that’s going to break after this.

It burns as your entrance stretches to accommodate his girth. He slides inside inch by inch until you’re fully seated on his cock.

Your breath hitches, he feels deeper than usual in this position.

Yuushi’s hand splays on your stomach, rubbing small circles until he presses down.

“Hng!” You throw your head back and clench tightly around him. You can feel him pressing into you.

“Thought you would like that,” Yuushi chuckles, grinding against your g-spot. “You wanna feel good, don’t ya?”

You nod frantically, biting on your lip to stop the moans from spilling out.

The more pressure he puts on your lower abdomen, the harder you can feel his cock press into you.

“Ride me,” he commands.

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Sometimes I wonder if all this work is worth it. But you know what? At least I enjoy it 🥺

I get discouraged when I see other posts, especially recent ones, receive a lot more engagement than the first fic I posted for Lady K & The Sick Man. It makes me worry that my brat-taming fic will absolutely tank 💀

But it's ok. I really like the characters so I'll continue writing for them. Maybe in a few years, I can proudly claim I carried the fics in this fandom 😂

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Lily of the Valley

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam

Summary: Jason Todd dies and comes back to life. As the League takes him in, he navigates his morality and family values over the years.

Chapters: 15/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Talia al Ghul, Ra’s al Ghul, Damian Wayne, Barbara Gordon, Dick Grayson, Bruce Wayne, Sheila Haywood

Relationships: Jason Todd/Original Character(s)

Additional Tags: Immortal Jason Todd, League of Assassins Jason Todd, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Protective Talia al Ghul, Good Parent Talia al Ghul, Jason Todd Needs a Hug, Good Sibling Jason Todd, Hurt/Comfort, Adopted Children, Emotional/Psychological Abuse, Emotional Manipulation, Claustrophobia, Child Death, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Resurrected Jason Todd

Chapter Fifteen: Daphne

Jason took a walk through the garden to clear his head. It was heavily landscaped, sectioned in different styles, and led into the jungle.

Jason usually stuck close to home, but he'd begun to venture into the jungle to meditate after his return from Gotham. His memory started returning, and he shuddered at everything he'd done. Jason tortured Garzonas for hours. While Jason knew Garzonas deserved everything he got, he was afraid to admit he enjoyed torturing him. He was disgusted that he was capable of such cruel measures.

A gentle tap on his shoulder interrupted his thoughts. "Sorry to disturb you," Saru whispered. She crouched in front of him, and the hair on the back of his neck prickled. Saru's hair hung just above her waist in two long braids with red ribbons, neatly woven. "I wanted to know if you were alright... Your brother says you've been meditating out here... But he said you never venture out this far."

Jason shrugged and started skipping stones at the river's edge. "I just got back from an assignment... I'm regrouping," Jason lied. Saru leaned in and looked Jason in the eye.

"Your first kill... I can see it in your eyes-."

"How do you know-."

"I know... They say it never feels right, but that's a lie. The killing is easy, but the fact that it's easy is what scares you-."

"Skip a stone if you want to keep me company. I don't wanna talk about killing," Jason interrupted. Saru took a pebble and skipped it across the river. She looked so much smaller in plain clothes. Jason shared the small pile of pebbles he'd collected.

"Can we talk about Damian?" Saru asked.

He stopped throwing stones and glanced at her. "What about my brother?" Jason asked. Saru pulled up her sleeve and showed Jason a small handmade bracelet.

"I'm not hurting him... I'm sparring with him, and I pull my punches as needed. He trusts me," Saru explained, "I made him one just like mine to let him know I'd never mean to hurt him."

"I'm sorry for assuming you'd hurt my brother," Jason apologized. She looked at him and moved his hair to see his face. Jason sat frozen.

"You have beautiful eyes," Saru whispered.

Jason recoiled and fled the garden, leaving Saru alone by the waterfall. He'd almost reached his library when he ran into Talia. She grabbed him by the shoulders and cradled his cheek in her palm. "What happened?" Talia asked. Jason gently took her hand and moved it from his face. "Jason?"

"I don't want to talk about it, Mama... Please. I want to be alone," Jason pleaded. Talia chewed her lip. "Can I be alone?"

Talia took a deep breath. "No... I want to talk to you," Talia whispered, "Something's wrong."

"I can't explain it... Please don't make me explain now," Jason begged her. Talia nodded and allowed him to walk away. He sniffed and hid away in his library. Jason read poetry while sitting in between the aisles. He stayed to himself the next few days leading up to his match with Saru.

The morning of their match, Jason sat in the arena, meditating to prepare his mind. The cool air on his back kept him grounded and calm. Damian interrupted Jason's silence with a kiss and the chittering of a small mongoose. "Does Mama know you have this?" Jason asked as he gently scratched the small creature's head as it chittered in Damian's arms. It was surprisingly docile, but Damian had a knack for soothing animals. Soothing. Never taming. That wasn't Damian's way.

Damian nodded. "I wanted to make sure he wasn't hurt," Damian replied. Jason grinned and kissed Damian's forehead.

"I'm about to fight Saru... Are you staying?" Jason questioned. Damian nodded and smiled at Jason. "Okay... Di, are you cheering for Saru or me?"

"Gē," Damian laughed, "You're going to win. I know it." Jason smiled and took a breath. There was no way he could lose now. Damian left him as he wandered to the balcony. Soon after, several league members entered the room to watch, and Jason glanced up toward the mezzanine seats to see if Ra's and Talia were present. Talia flashed Jason a reassuring grin, and Ra's nodded.

Saru entered the room, maskless and in grappling shorts and a t-shirt. Jason stood up and stretched in preparation. Neither of them spoke. When the match began, they circled, neither person taking their eyes off the other. Jason lunged forward.

Saru swung her arm in retaliation, and Jason grabbed her wrist and swept his foot against her heel to knock her off balance. Saru fell with all her weight, pulling him down, trying to pin him. Jason was taken aback by her brute strength, but only for a moment. She had his neck in a guillotine hold, and he rolled, striking her in the ribs and abdomen with his elbow until she let go. Saru recovered quickly, jumping to her feet and dodging his second sweep. He stood, raising his fists to guard his face. Jason took two hits to the stomach. He took that as an opportunity to strike her with a punch to the nose. Saru backed away, temporarily disoriented by the force of his strike, and she raised her foot slightly. Jason braced, and in his moment of anticipation, he failed to block a strike to his throat. It took his breath away, and he fought the instinctual struggle for air to strike her in the kidneys. They staggered backward, but Jason fought the pain to hit her in the stomach with his open palm. Saru slapped him, startling him, and she punched him in the nose with a left hook. Blood gushed from their noses as they stepped backward. Jason studied her, trying to gauge how close she was to the point of exhaustion, and Saru took that as an opportunity to raise her foot to kick him in the chest. He took the hit but caught her ankle, using brute force to throw her to the ground, and he climbed on top of her. She raised an arm to protect her face as he attempted to hit her in the face. Saru looped her leg around the back of his knee and forced him off balance. Saru punched him, busting his bottom lip, and he slapped her, cutting her lip. Things went on for a while. Blow for blow. Ra's stood, preparing to raise a hand, and Jason landed a final blow. An open-handed blow to the side of Saru's neck. Rendering her unconscious. He stumbled as he pulled himself to his feet and kept his eyes on her, despite the blood in his eyes.

Ra's raised his brows and nodded. Jason smiled and waited for Ra's to raise a hand before he helped Saru up. He walked with her to the infirmary, stumbling as he stepped forward. They supported one another, and they accidentally sat on the same bed. Jason tried to stand to give her the bed, but he didn't have the strength. Saru attempted to do the same but was too dizzy to support herself. They lay next to each other, Jason sitting up a little higher than Saru as he took small sips of water. Saru laughed. "What?" Jason asked.

"You're right-handed. You-." She fell into a fit of laughter, stopping only because of her pain.

"That was my way of apologizing for what happened in the garden," Jason panted. She brushed his hand with her pinkie, and he looped his finger around hers. "Saru, I like you."

"I like you too, Jason," Saru whispered. Jason closed his eyes. He finally won.

[heathersproship]

And another thing!

The people bitching, pissing, and moaning about normality ("stop normalizing [XYZ trope] in fiction" "is anyone normal about this?" "stop being weird about [character/ship] please be normal I'm literally begging you") are usually the least normal people in fandom.

If they were as normal as they'd like to believe they are/want others to believe they are, they wouldn't be trying to police what people are allowed to create, and control what others still are allowed to like. Because different people will have different tastes - that's a feature, not a bug! What a concept!

If they were normal, they'd understand the difference between fiction and reality. That, while fiction can affect reality, fiction is not the same as reality. I wish a simple hug and some kind words could cure my depression, one round of exposure could alleviate my anxiety, and instead of getting my driver's licence I could register to ride a fucking dragon instead. Unfortunately, that's not how the world works. At all. Sad :(

If they were normal, they'd know they're the weird ones for trying to impose their views onto others, viewing their harm as help. They're not "saving" another person from the clutches of proshipping, but indoctrinating them into a cult of control, anxiety, stress, and paranoia that will eat its own if given the slightest whiff of opportunity. Because the war never ends. There will always be something, no matter how small, to incite throwing that first stone. Some people just wanna be mad and feel they're right for it and doing right by it, and they don't care who it harms until it happens to them. Only then is it injustice and wrong and bad. Wild.

If they were normal, they'd know there's no wrong way to fandom when you mind your own business. For example: I'm a sex-repulsed asexual who doesn't like smut, so I don't read it. I don't look for it. I hide the E and NR ratings on AO3 so I never have to see them ever again for all eternity forever. No more smut for me! And I didn't have to yell at anyone to get it out of my results, it was all me! I did that! People are still going to write it regardless of what I think about it, but I'll never know. And we're both happier for it!! Amazing!!!

If they were normal, they'd take the initiative to block the people and tags for the things they don't want to see rather than screeching at others "if u don't like it bLOcK mE!!!!!1!" Do it yourself you lazy little shit! Why is the onus on the person who doesn't have a problem to do the work? You're the one with the issue, do it yourdamnself. Be normal about it.

[stellocchia]

I think it's been more than two months since I pushed my "Wilbur is remembered far more competent than he is" agenda in your asks.

So let's rectify that, shall we?

Wilbur is pretty fucking incompetent. He's never been that amazing charismatic smooth talker we characterize him as (not that I'm not absolutely behind that too)

Like. Who did he ever successfully smoothtalk? The Lmanbergians? None of them were ever hesitant to join from the very beginning and Eret betrayed them pretty easily when Dream manipulated them.

Techno? Techno wanted to join them, he was the one who reached out to them. There was no convincing needed and Wilbur never convinces Techno of anything Techno wasn't already willing to do by himself.

Dream? Definitely not during the revolution and Dream's support during Pogtopia was Dream following his own agenda, not being influenced by Wilbur in any way.

He couldn't even get Quackity to let him into Las Nevadas.

Nah, the only person Wilbur ever smooth talked is TommyInnit. The fucking powerhouse of this cell. And even that's not completely true. Tommy hasn't been convinced by Wilbur of anything since the very beginning of the Lmanberg revolution. Not during Pogtopia. And not even now (it's not smooth talking if it's just exploiting mental exhaustion and trauma and all that. Tommy isn't convinced of what they're doing.)

Really. Not even Tommy, per se.

He just got Tommy extremely loyal and attached to him.

And honestly, that's all he needs.

You don't need to have influence over everyone, you just need to have strong influence over the right person.

And that's what Wilbur had and has.

Wilbur's accomplishments are just pretty much him having a vision and Tommy throwing himself at it to make it come true.

Wilbur had the idea for L'manberg but Tommy was the one leading the troops. Tommy was the one who negotiated for their independence and got it when Wilbur was negotiating their surrender. Tommy was the one who FOR NO REASON built the escape tunnel they escaped through when Dream blew up L'manberg and he was the one who built the lil panic room at the end. Tommy was the one who's home became the embassy to L'manberg (something Wilbur very much pressured and kinda manipulated him into btw. I'm never not gonna mention that lil detail when the embassy comes up)

Wilbur had the idea and stood around looking pretty. My guy literally stood around looking pretty, without armor, during battles. Just. I love him.

And let's not forget that Tommy was fckin great at being the general. The SMP was so much better equipped and still, L'manberg was kinda winning. To the extend that Dream saw the need for TnT (which was hidden) and the betrayal through Eret (which was hidden)

Dream felt the need to pull two deceitful moves to keep if not even gain the upper hand.

If I'm not mixing stuff up here, correct me if I'm wrong.

And stuff like the tunnel weren't even expected of Tommy. My boy just thought of that on his own and did it on his own. Noone knew it existed. Noone expected it to exist.

After independence Wilbur is implied to have been leading but he generally wasn't around too much. Tommy was keeping order in the more face to face kinda way. He tried to navigate people's personal conflicts and make sure things didn't escalate and just. He did so well.

And Pogtopia? Oh, Pogtopia.

It's a bit more difficult here, since they were no longer on exactly the same side and goals are more muddled but still.

(and I want to make it clear that I'm in no way trying to shame Wilbur for mental health issues or anything. This isn't about that. I'd never fucking even imply that)

Tommy kept morale high. He made sure that other people were fine, when there was a chance. He tried to reassure Wilbur when Wilbur was spiraling, he asked Tubbo if he was happier, he told Tubbo to be safe, he recruited Quackity when he saw the chance while making sure that Quackity's intentions were sincere enough (he didn't just naively offer Quackity a place in Pogtopia and risk it being a trap).

He avoided any kind of destruction to L'manberg as much as possible.

He rallied people.

Really, his one actual flaw was not "turning" on Wilbur. His unwillingness to give up on him or even just incapacitate him or limiting his ability to act as he wanted was what ended up costing him everything. His unwillingness to interfere with Wilburs plans beyond talking to him and threatening him with a crossbow that one time ended up making the 16th possible. And he can hardly be blamed for that.

And Wilbur, during Pogtopia... Well... Nobody liked him, he made everyone uncomfortable and most people just kinda tolerated him because... Yeah...

Without Tommy troop morale would have been abysmal thanks to Wilbur. He constantly put himself and his side down, labeling them as villains and thus morally inferior. He pitted his own people against each other, spread paranoia between his people. No communication or actually planning involving other people. Still refused to wear armor.

And don't get me wrong, that's the point. He wasn't on their side. Obviously Tommy added more to their victory, Wilbur didn't want their victory. But still I just wanna praise my boy Tommy, he was. So amazing. Boy fucking peaked.

He's so good in tactical warfare or whatever you call it.

And I wanna just make it clear that this isn't criticism of Wilbur. Not at all. This isn't criticism at all. This is just about the big fanon perception of Wilbur as this great and mature leader.

Tbh this is actually more about showing people how amazing Tommy was and PLEASE I WANT FICS TO HAVE TOMMY BE MORE OF AN EFFECTIVE POWERHOUSE

Regarding my former ask I just wanted to clarify again that I'm not trying to critique Wilbur or anything.

It's really just that I think it's hilarious how people remember him as way more put together and competent than he really was.

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Yeah, honestly one of the biggest disservice people have done to c!Tommy in this fandom is fail to portray him as the badass general that he actually was. Like, sure, Wilbur's title was as "general", but he never did anything for it. He gave a few speeches, but then the work was left up to Tommy. Like, genuinely, rewatch the Eret betrayal vod, Wilbur says it openly that he's leaving it in Tommy's hands. And Tommy does manage to lead his troops into an advantageous position! They get their enemies to retire at one point during the very first battle!

Then, of course, there is the betrayal, but, once again, Tommy didn't give up. He built the tunnel for their scuffed escape beforehand and, when everyone was just about ready to give up, he went against Dream in a duel and then traded the discs for their independence without loosing a beat.

Tommy was a BIG asset during that war!

Wilbur mostly was and still is kind of a wreak. And it's not his fault, 'cause mental health is an absolute bitch and he wasn't doing too hot after the war, then it got worse with Pogtopia and even worse during the 13 years in Limbo. And now we are where we are now with Wilbur being... not a great individual.

But still! In Pogtopia Tommy was the de-facto leader. And yeah, that was because Wilbur wasn't on their side anymore, but they didn't entirely know that. Or didn't wanna see that.

Tommy himself was hoping that Wilbur would "come back around" if he managed to get back their country. That was a big motivator for him. And he did everything that was in his power to do to not lose either Wilbur or L'Manburg. He tried talking to Wilbur multiple times, tried persuading him that there was another way, he never bought into Wilbur's ideals, he recruited people and he lead the troops once again. It wasn't Techno that lead the troops (despite him being a much better fighter) it was Tommy. And once everything was exploded and Techno and Wilbur betrayed them? Well he kept encouraging people. Literally I'm begging everyone to watch that vod! Tommy was there at every step of the way, telling Niki that it wasn't over, telling Quackity to keep fighting and, after that, you know who was there to validate Tubbo's presidency? To rally people behind him? It wasn't Tubbo. Tommy gathered everyone by the L'Mantree and got their spirits high once again.

He is just genuinely amazing.

And, like, yeah now Wilbur managed to manipulate Tommy to an extent to be by his side. But that's not that much of an accomplishment anymore because Tommy has just been through so much that he's exhausted now, as you said. Like, remember when Tommy said he wanted to be on Wilbur's side because "he gets things done"? Well, I'm still waiting to see that one honestly...

[buckysboobs]

BEG ME TO STOP || k.p.

Warnings: degradation, slapping, spit kink, spanking, choking, daddy kink, slight consent play, dom!kai, just 1.6k words of really rough and filthy smut. Also it's my first time writing smut and I got carried away so oops?

He's busy reading the grimoire while she sits and watches him and the way her LED lights cast a reddish hue all over the room. He looked dangerous, and she was feeling like playing with fire.

"Malachai." She calls out, heart thumping against her chest. He replies with a 'Hmm?' without taking his eyes off the book.

"Give me attention."

He looks up at her. She's on the bed laying upside down, eyes hopeful and locked on his crotch. For some reason they're always locked there. It is a very nice sight.

"No." And with that, he's back to reading.

She gets up and slowly walks over to the chair.  She snatches the book away from him and straddles his lap.

His hands push up to her waist to still her.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asks, gaze hard, an eyebrow raised. She throws the book over her shoulder and looks right into his eyes.

"Daddy, please give me attention." 

Once he realizes what she really wants, his features soften and his hand comes up to cup her cheek.

"Yeah?" he asks. She nods.

It was unpredictable, how he suddenly yanked her by the hair and darned a slap upon her cheek. She moaned, heat rising up her skin. 

"Always so thirsty for daddy's attention, aren't you? Such an attention seeking whore." 

She made the infamous puppy eyes at him, "I'm sorry daddy, just wanted your touch."

"Oh with that attitude i'm gonna give you a hell of a lot more than that." 

With that being said he holds her close and whooshes away to their bedroom. He throws her on the bed, his lips immediately pressing to her lips. She starts sucking on his tongue when his hand wraps around her throat, his fingers applying sight pressure as her mouth snaps open and a gasp escapes the back of her throat.

He spits into her mouth. 

She hums in content, swallowing and opening her mouth for more. He slaps her again. 

"Don't be a greedy bitch now, darling." He commands, lips attaching to her neck and sucking cherry shaded bruises into her skin.

"Daddy please…" she cries, small hands trying to pry open his shirt, "I want to feel you!"

"Of course you do." he smiles, and with a snap of his fingers his shirt is off. She presses her lips to his shoulders, open mouthedly sucking, loving the salty-sweet taste of his skin. His hot breath fans over the side of her neck and down her chest as he's licking wide stripes, fingers pushing into her hips.

"Off." he mumbles against her skin and with a heavy tug, he pulls down her panties. He shoves his fingers into her mouth and she rolls her tongue around them, sucking like there's no tomorrow. He pulls them back with a pop and she blushes red when his index finger rubs against her clit, furiously applying pressure. A heavy gasp escapes her throat when Kai starts kissing down her stomach, licking into her navel and down to her heat. She presses her thighs together, almost trapping his head between them when he pries them apart with his hand and moves back up to lick into her mouth.

"Daddy please…" she whines, pushing her heat back and forth on his fingers, trying to get some friction and he sniggers mockingly.

"Getting yourself off on my fingers… what a fucking slut." With that being said he abruptly reaches down and licks a wide stripe up her gaping cunt.

"Oh shit!" she cries out, earning herself a spank.

Kai's prickly beard rubs against her pussy and inner thighs as he eats her out like she's delicacy, tongue reaching in and out of her core and thumb rubbing harsh circles on her clit. Without warning, he pushes two fingers in and she gasps, hand yanking on the sheets to ground herself.

His experienced mouth sucks on her clit, fingers furiously thrusting in and out of her pussy, mind reveling in her cries and gasps of pleasure and mouth full of her sweet taste. His long and thick fingers scissor her open, thrusting hard against her insides, basically tearing her apart and he's not even started.

She pushes down on his fingers when Kai comes to level with her, whispering dirty things into her ear.

"Grind on 'em," he moans, his dick getting impossibly hard against his jeans at the mouth watering sight of her, skin red, hair spread out all over the sheets and eyes filled with tears. Her mouth looked puffy and a cry escaped her parted lips when he gave a particularly hard thrust with his fingers. 

She feels a heat pool in her belly and cries out, "Daddy i'm close!"

Kai pulls back and she whines in protest. 

"I was so close!" she says, breathing heavily as she watches Kai play with the buckle of his belt. 

"Make daddy feel good and he'll let you come."

That's an offer she can't refuse so it barely takes her a minute before she's on her knees, pulling down Kai's jeans and watching his hard cock bounce against his stomach. Kai's hand comes down to rest atop her head, slightly pulling at a few strands of hair as she takes the tip into her mouth, giving kitten licks to the head.

Kai slaps her across the face, his fingertips burning her skin. "Don't be a tease, bitch."

Tears roll down her cheek and she moans around his cock, taking all of it down, the gag reflex she had worked so hard on finally coming into use. Kai yanks at her hair roughly, thrusting into her mouth while her hands rest on his thighs. He shoves his cock harder into her warm mouth, letting out breathy moans at the sounds of which her heat begins to pool again and her hand reaches down to play with her clit.

Kai sees that and pulls out of her mouth, spitting onto her face and darns another slap onto her cheek. She cries out loud, her pussy pulsing wet and throbbing.

"Nasty little bitch," he snorts bitterly, shoving his cock down her throat again and yanking her head back by the hair, "I didn't allow you to touch yourself, did I?"

She moans and it sends vibrations around his cock, he's thrusting harder when she feels him twitch and his seed is spilling down her throat.

"Swallow it." he warns, even though he knows he doesn't have to tell her. She swallows it like it's delicacy and she's been starving forever, closing her eyes and humming in content. Kai pulls out and she opens her mouth to show him that she had, indeed, swallowed it all.

"That's my girl." he praises and she beams at the response. However, the soft moment is over when he grabs her and pushes her against the wall, tongue plunging into her mouth.

She grips his shoulders but he doesn't take it, instead he thrusts hard into her pussy. His hands find hers and their fingers intwine, Kai holding them beside her head as he thrusts roughly without warning. She cries out, but the pain subsides soon and she's dwelling in the pleasure that comes with his animalistic thrusts. Her body's bobbing up and down with every thrust and Kai is grunting right into her ear, his breath tickling her skin and hands holding her down. She's crying because it feels so good and it hurts so good, his thick cock ramming into her tight cunt and heat striking every inch of her skin, his pubic bone slapping against hers. He pulls out for a second and whooshes them away to the bed where he flips her onto her front and enters her from behind, ripping a scream from her lips. He's cheating with his vampirism too, his thrusts hard and deep when he changes the angle. He grabs her neck and pulls her back up against his chest, pounding into her mercilessly while she screams his name. 

His hand comes down to brush against her clit and she starts to cry even louder, "Fuck! Fuck i'm going to cum!"

"Go on, bitch, come for me" he whispers in her ears but his thrusts never stop, he fucks her through her orgasm, still pounding hard and furious when she begs him to stop.

"That's a good girl, beg." He fucks her hard and rough and she screams, tears rolling down her cheeks and pausing at her chin, her fluids slipping down her thighs. She could have used the safe word if she wanted to , but she truly didn't because the pain and the overstimulation felt so heavenly.

"I'm gonna fill you up." Kai snarls, fucking into her roughly and rubbing fast circles on her clit, lips attaching to her ear, "I'm gonna bury my seed in your tight little cunt, breed you like a bitch in heat."

"Oh god daddy oh shit— FUCK!" she cries as another orgasm washes over her and he thrusts even harder if possible, flipping her onto her back and throwing her legs over his shoulder, he fucks her into oblivion where she's completely at his mercy. 

It hurts so good. She feels his thrusts get slower and realizes he must be close to his own orgasm but this didn't stop him as a loud groan escaped his throat and he fucked her like an animal. 

With another thrust he's spilling into her, washing her pussy with his seed and leaving his cock buried tight into her as he collapses right on top of her, breathing heavily. Her hand comes up to play with his hair and he gives her cheek a soft kiss before pulling out, making her wince.

"I wanna cuddle, daddy." she mumbles, and he smiles at her, laying right beside her on the dirty sheets as he opens his arms and she falls right into them.

___________

@1-800-khaleesii

@rome5683

@genevivetaylor

@slut4kai

@fandom-strumpet <33

[popsicle-parfait]

❗WARNING❗: This is a rant post, you are not obligated to read this but just know that if you do I am not responsible for the feelings you get from it.

Okay, so can we just take a moment to talk about fanfics and their character/ oc development? Today I looked at a fanfic and I saw an oc character sheet, yknow the normal stuff you see when you start reading someone's story. Now this this what ticked me off, it said in the abilities section of the bio "Able to control air and oxygen and any water around him. " now if that wasn't bad enough in the weakness portion of the chapter it said "There's not really a weakness to their abilities". I don't know about you but your dear old pal here HATES overpowered characters with a ridiculous stat ratio. Now this is where the rant starts so excuse anything offensive I say because I'm mad as hell. EXCUSE ME? I'm sorry but if your damn character has the abilities of a whole god and their drawback is a HEADACHE then your oc is just bad. No I'm not kidding, I'm 100% certain on what I'm saying and listen to me when I tell you this, your oc has to have character development and having an op ability set just takes away the whole purpose of that and leaves no room for anything interesting to happen in your fanfic. Have you ever thought of why you lost motivation if your fanfic? Or maybe it hasn't gotten the spice you want in it? IT'S PROBABLY BECAUSE YOUR OC HAS A TRASHY PERSONALITY WITH THE LEG ROOM OF A DAMN OCTOPUS. I'm not gonna sit here and read your story when your oc is all like "Everything is so boring, everyone is so stupid for not seeing that attack coming. You guys are so annoying and I'm better than y'all. I'm just not gonna say anything or contribute to the plot because I know everything already 😩" FUCK OUTTA HERE WITH THAT🤡 I wanna cry so bad because I just can't believe these people really looked at their oc, approved it, then had the nerve to say "He's rude but is really kind" I'M SORRY? Kind???! W H E R E??? PLEASE I BEG OF Y'ALL BALANCE YOUR OCS OUT!!

Okay but seriously if you want some advice here's what's I actually recommend for this type of stuff:

Take a moment and stop what you're writing. I know you have a lot of ideas of what you want in your story but just stop worrying about the plot and think about the oc's your inserting there.

Study your character, think about anime references or other anime characters you want to base your oc off of and get inspiration from that

Next I would recommend to really think about what type of person you want your oc to be and think to yourself "what would I do (or how would I react, ) if I came across this type of person irl?" because to you this character might seem cool but if you look at it at a realistic standpoint they're probably a really horrible/ toxic person.

When you think about your oc's backstory I want you to think about your fandoms universe. What are the basic things that apply to this fandom? What is okay and reasonable enough to fit in this fandom? How would this tie into your fandoms lore? (this also really important because if your fandom is about a highschool anime and your oc is "the demon lord from hell" it wouldn't fit and it just disregards the structure of the anime.) I really want y'all the do some research on the fandom you're inserting your oc into, don't just go in blind.

Another thing would your oc's appearance, face claims are okay. I'm fine with that. But if you don't use face claims and your description of your oc is "black hair, yellow (left) and blue (right) eyes, scars everywhere, bandages everywhere" I'm going to assume your oc is an emo wannabe with an attention problem. Sorry not sorry, hehe~ 😜

Oh, another thing I want y'all to take into consideration is your oc's abilities. I really want you guys to know that it is okay if your oc is "normal". You don't have to give them the backstory of a broken king, you don't have to give them trauma and you don't have to make them "special". Your character is the mc for being themselves, they don't need all of that fancy stuff because even if they're bland they stand out against the original protagonist of the anime. You don't have to make them super edgy or super important because there's a thing called character development. The abilities your oc has (in my opinion at least) must start small. Then as the story continues and as the oc makes more important relationships between themselves and the people around them it gives them time to think about certain things in a new light and that pushes them to want to work hard. (1)

Let's say I have an oc named Oscar or something and they're an insert to the anime My Hero Academia. By me giving them the ability to see the future (please don't take any ideas from this istg) it also means they see the USJ attack and if they predict that very important plot point and inform the main characters about it that basically means that attack wouldn't happen the way it does in the anime. Now there are a lot of factors to be considered in this such as, lida doesn't run to get the pro heroes, All Might doesn't save class 1-A, and Izuku doesn't get the determination he gets to work more on OFA because he doesn't have to worry about All Might being pushed to his limit as severally as he does in canon. Please, I advise you to think about these things. (2)

Thank you for taking your time to read my whole post and let's hope I don't lose followers for this, these types of things need to be thought about and I feel like no one actually takes their time to and just throws whatever character they can come up with in a story. Um... Have a cool pic I guess...

[sleepyimpala]

bad idea!

FANDOM: IT (2017) CAST. GENRE: smut. PAIRING: Finn Wolfhard x reader. WARNINGS: swearing, mentions of alcohol. AGED UP TO 18+. Finn is a month older than the reader. 

It was a bad idea calling you up

Was such a bad idea 'cause now I'm even more lost

The alcohol had gotten to me. I knew it had. I wasn’t thinking straight. I wasn’t thinking at all.

But, even drunk, I knew what’d happened.

I’d been dumped.

God, I was miserable. I never should’ve fallen for him!

Why would he dump me? Was it cause of my anxiousety? My anxio... anxiety? Was it ‘cause of my anxiety?

I felt disgusting. Ugh. I wanted to cry until I puked. But at the same time, I wanted to talk about my shitty love life until I puked.

And there was only two people I could talk to.

Finn.

One... person.

See? I’m still sober!

“Finn,” I sobbed into the receiver knowing he’d pick up as soon as I'd call him.

He’s my best friend. He always does.

“It’s ten o'clock,” his voice was groggy. I loved it when his voice was groggy. It was so hot. “Are you okay?”

“No!” I screeched before sniffing and choking on my sobs. “Guess who’s gonna die alone?!” I crowed miserably, flopping down onto the mattress to stare at the glow-in-the-dark stars on my ceiling.

“What are you talking about?” He stifled a yawn.

“What do you think I'm talking about?!” I burped. “My shitty excuse of a boyfriend Bryce just dumped my anxious depressed ass!”

“What? Why?”

I moaned into the phone, throwing my head up. He chuckled softly.

A silence followed.

“He said I'm not pretty enough for his standards,” I sobbed.

“What are you, America’s Next Top Model?” He snickered. I knew why he was snickering. I was never this vacant.

“Could be,” I raised my eyebrows, thinking about it. Then I remembered what I had called him about. “But that’s not the point! He dumped me! He’s dating Ol... Olivia...”

“He's a cheating bastard!” His yell scared me. Finn sighed. “So, what do you wanna do about it? What do you want?”

“Dick,” I blurted.

He must’ve been drinking water.

“I – you what?”

“You heard me!” I crowed. “I want dick, Finn.”

“Well, I can’t help you with that. Are you drunk?”

“Yes! But it doesn’t matter! And, No! You can help me with that! Finn, please!”

“As much as I would love to, you’re drunk and you're not going to remember any of this tomorrow and you’ll probably regret it and -”

“Finn. You heard the words. Come. Out. Of. My. Mouth. You know I’ll remember it. My body will remember it. I want you. Please. Just come over. Please!”

I think I sang something like ‘I need your dick' but I wasn’t sure.

“Fuck,” he hung up.

It was a bad idea to think you were the one

Was such a bad idea 'cause now everything's wrong

A flying squirrel – no, a rock, hit my window. My eyes lit up when I heard the noise.

“What’s the password?!” I whisper-screamed even though I knew it was him.

“Wouldn’t you already be dead?” He muttered, rolling his eyes. I moaned. God, he was so hot.

That wasn’t the password, though, but I let him in anyways.

He smirked at my moan and I glared at him.

“You think I’m hot,” he observed, using one arm to shut the window.

“No,” I shook my head stubbornly.

“Well,” he whispered, grinning. “I guarantee,” another smirk. “You will.”

And then his lips attacked mine.

You put your hands under my shirt

Undid my bra and said these words

"Darling, you're so pretty, it hurts"

“Are you a virgin?” He whispered, feeling me up. It felt good. His hands dancing on my bra.

“I wouldn’t give away my V card so easily...” I rolled my eyes.

He chuckled.

“Ha! Slut.”

“No!”

“It’s our little secret,” he smirked and put his finger to his lips.

I moaned as his hands pressed me. He muffled the sounds with a kiss.

“Shh,” he whispered. I nodded. “On, and, darling?” I nodded again. “Don’t let anyone ever tell you you’re not pretty enough,” his voice was different. Husky. I couldn’t get enough of it. “Promise?”

“Promise,” I slurred.

“Good,” he smiled, satisfied. “Because darling, you’re so pretty it hurts,”

I blushed at his words. He kissed my lips softly and pulled me close, undoing the straps of my bra with one hand.

You pushed me up against my wall

Threw my clothes down on the floor

"Darling, are you ready for more?"

The second thing he removed was my shirt. His eyes darkened.

“I'm so happy you saved your V card foe me,” he whispered. “You're so fucking hot,”

“Don’t make me regret it,” I grinned.

“Trust me,” he murmured. “I'll make you wish you were a virgin all over again,”

“You’re so fucking hot!” I almost screeched, making him chuckle softly.

“I know,” he nodded. “I can make you feel so good,” it was as if he wanted it so badly himself. “Are you sure you want more?”

“I've never been so sure in my life,” I assured him.

“Fuck, princess,” he groaned, lifting the white shirt over his head. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to fuck you,”

“Thirteen years?” I finished.

“Are you sure?” He murmured.

“Yes,” I whispered. “Please. I need this, Finn. I need you to take advantage of me, Daddy,”

Shit! That wasn’t supposed to come out! What the hell was I thinking?

“I always knew you were a bottom,” he smirked in reply. My eyes widened. “Don’t be ashamed,” he cooed. “I'll give you what you want, babylove,”

It was a bad idea calling you up

Was such a bad idea, I'm totally fucked

It was a bad idea to think I could stop

Was such a bad idea, I can't get enough

“What is it that you want, baby girl? Tell me what you want,” his dark eyes shone gleefully.

“Don't just stare at me,” I looked away. “Y/N. Tell me what you want or I won’t let you cum. Beg for it.”

My eyes widened at the thought, and the fact that he liked it.

He liked it. The power. The control.

And yet... He still treated me with such care.

Adoration. Concern, almost.

And then I realised, he loved me as much as the pleasure.

Was it bad to say he loved me more than the pleasure?

“I want you... I want you to eat me, Finn,” I begged. “I want you to eat me and fuck me hard but only fuck me when I’m about to cum,”

“Fuck,” he moaned. “That wasn’t so hard, was it, princess?” I nodded.

Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen.

Eighteen. Nineteen. Twenty.

They started to become sloppy. He grunted louder.

“Please let me cum!” I moaned. “I don’t think I can hold it any longer,”

“Alright, princess,” he whispered. “Cum on my cock like the slut you are,”

I nodded, murmuring, finally letting go.

“Finn,” I moaned, hitting my climax. “Finn,”

“Y/N,” he spilled inside of me. “Fuck, baby, you’re so pretty, made to be fucked...”

“Made to be fucked,” I repeated.

He pulled out one last time.

“So pretty,” he whispered. I watched as he cleaned. Then he flopped over by my side to stare up at the fake stars on the ceiling.

“My pretty girl...”

MASTERLIST (moving to @lemon-boy-stan!)

[ofallthingsnasty]

Alright alright alright okokok I'm like. Just throwing some of my own thirst your way bc I wanna share and I'm just. Hmmm!!!!! I can't! Get it out of my head!!!

So like I'm wearing this o ring choker, but it's got lil kitty ears on top of the o ring and damn if I don't want yandere eraserhead, who's been stalking me for a moment to just see that and loose his shit. Like, he's thinking I'm practically begging for him at this point (which, chokers are trendy rn!!! But also the rest of my outfit he'd probs see as even more of a turn on, these booty short overalls practically showcase my thighs and I'm??? Yeyeyeye)

But! He's thinking I've already collared myself and I'm just waiting for my master and that's exactly what he does. He just pull my ass into an ally way as I pass and fucking. Clips a leash to the ring and ties me up nice and pretty to lead me home so he can fuck the brains out of me for being such a good kitty and presenting myself to him.

(deadass tho, if like. A pretty girl clipped a leash onto my choker irl I'd probably just follow them wherever they'd wanna go at that point bc. Like. Holy fuck that'd be hot and I'm definitely way too gay for thatttttt)

(also also, have you ever heard of chubdoll collars? Bc they make fandom inspired collars for mha, and while I haven't been on in a moment, they may have one for Sir at this point? I know they have aizawa bc I do be having one of my own 👀👀👀👌 lmao. The gremlin is thirsty today, not gunna lie, and I *definitely* didn't doll myself up today thinking how much of a hard on Aizawa would have when he see the choker of mine??? I bought it primarily because it practically screams him lmaooo)

(also, spin the wheel of horny, I've got headcannons for overhoe, mic, sir, and Aizawa, who you feeling next?)

Yes, please do share everything you have to share ehehe 👀 I love your brain, it's *mwah* chef's kiss

Whew, with that collar, how could he not? You're already parading around like you belong to him- it's only right he takes what's his.

And you're such a good kitten, really. Always ready for the taking and always pretty for your master ♡

(Aaah those collars are so cute?? My budget is a little tight right now with christmas approaching, so maybe next year 😭👀

And I'm terribly curious what your thoughts on mic are!! He's so different from the rest (◕દ◕))

[bethgreeneishopeunseen]

Robert Hurst commented on the video of Car0l and Daryl that Norman reposted from a fan account on Instagram and he said "She's kinda like a mom to yo---oh no!!!" I'm so nervous that this means C@ryl is going to happen :( I don't know exactly what he meant by it so you have any thoughts?

Hey anon, I’m sorry for the late response. For context, Robert Hurst plays Beta, one of the higher-ranking Whisperer antagonists, and he goes by the username randomdonkeykong on his social media. Last month Norman Reedus posted a C@ryl-centric picture on May 6th and then a video on May 8th, both to commemorate the start of season-10 filming. While I don’t trust the writers anymore, I don’t think Hurst’s comment, or even the posts themselves, mean that C@ryl is going to happen.

https://www.instagram.com/p/BxIE5PunwS3/

https://www.instagram.com/p/BxNnq2vnOkK/

For one thing, Hurst could have been joking. We don’t know the full context of his comment, and I don’t know much about him, so this might be on par with his personality/style of humor. More importantly though, TPTB have used C@ryl in the marketing before, and nothing came of it (x) (x). AMC knows that C@ryl is a popular ship, so any social media posts will draw attention. Again, the writers could completely ignore the characterizations they’ve developed over the years, but I’m a fandom elder. I’ve seen this panic come up many times. Anytime Daryl is near a non-attached female character inevitably talk will arise of a romance. It’s why I’m not worried about the C0nnie ship – I remember people panicking over D@rsita leading into season 8 (x).

In regards to the characters themselves, a romantic relationship goes against their established histories, their actors’ interpretation, and the current storyline. Daryl loves Beth, and he will only ever love her (x); C@rol is and always has been a sororal-maternal figure to him. Because this subject has been beaten beyond death, I will direct you to my Bethyl-canonicity tag: x. Below I have also included quotes about Daryl’s lupine-like monogamy and about his relationship with C@rol. NR first described Daryl as being only to love romantically once, for life, back in 2013 and he’s said that up through 2016. (I don’t keep up with interviews so if he said something different after 2016, please let me know, but I won’t trust it unless someone can give me a direct source.) Daryl’s monogamy fits into the lupine and aquiline imagery he’s been connected to as both animals mate for life (x) (x).

Norman Reedus on Daryl’s monogamy:

“I like playing these awkward moments in between that build relationships. I don’t ever want to play that character that grabs the girl and has my way with her. That’s just not who that character is. If Daryl falls in love with you, he’s going to love you for the rest of his life.” October 10th, 2013; Daily Dead (x)

“I think if he’s going to zero in on one, it’s going to happen by accident, and he’s not going to be the one zeroing in first. Then he’ll just stay with her. I think he’s like an eagle — once they start flying together, they’ll always fly together.” February 10th, 2015; Entertainment Weekly’s Sirius radio show (x) (x)

“I like all the awkward things in between that make a person and make it honest. I think that that character, once he shacks up with somebody, he’s going to be with them for life. I don’t want to blow my wad, so to speak, right off the bat, you know what I mean?” April 22nd, 2015; Inquisitr (x)

“If [Daryl] falls in love, he’s always going to be love.” May 7th 2016; Montclair Film Festival Q & A (x) (x, skip to 00:40)

C@ryl as a platonic bond:

Daryl saved Carol during the zombie attack on the farm in true superhero style, sweeping her away on his chopper. Will love finally bloom?

Not if Norman Reedus can help it! The fan fave who plays Daryl hopes things stay platonic, though he adores working with Melissa McBride. “I’ve fought against having C@rol and Daryl hook up because there’s already too many of us doing it on this show,” says Reedus. “It’s more interesting to see these two damaged people gravitating to each other, needing each other’s friendship. But I gotta admit it would be hysterical watching Daryl put on a bunch of deodorant before he goes in for his first kiss.”

Norman Reedus; March 23rd, 2012; TV Insider (x)

IGN: Meanwhile, another interesting relationship is the one between Daryl and C@rol – two very different characters, but they’ve had this interesting bond. How would you describe their relationship? Would you like to see it go into a romantic place, or is it better to not?

Reedus: I’d actually not like to see it go in that direction. I just think it’s more interesting to have these two damaged people see something kindred in each other and gravitate towards each other in that way. I don’t think Daryl’s ever the type of guy that has game - that throws you against a tree and makes out with you as the moonlight glistens off his back. I don’t want to be that guy ever. I’m not that guy in real life, and I don’t want to be that guy in the character. I don’t think Daryl is that suave. I think that if anyone made moves on anyone, C@rol would make moves on Daryl, and Daryl would probably just prematurely ejaculate in his pants and go hide in the bushes. I’m kind of trying to keep it interesting as it is. It would just be too obvious if we made out and we were a couple. It’s been done, and I want to do stuff different on this show than what’s expected, keep it fresh and interesting. I think there’s probably a couple of neighborhood girls Daryl’s been with, and once anything emotional developed in any way I think he just bolted. I want to play him like that forever.

Norman Reedus; October 23rd, 2012; IGN (x)

Now what about your - I guess C@rol, to this point, is now your love interest, so to speak–

No.

She wants to be that way, it seems. But you said no, so–How come her hair doesn’t grow?

Who’s cutting the grass at the prison?I think we should grow weed at the prison. 

Oh yeah! [Laughter]

The thing about C@rol, is like… If we ever hooked up, I’d wanna not know what to do. I’d wanna premature ejaculate in my pants and go cry in a corner, you know? Like with C@rol and Daryl, they’re two damaged people, and that’s their sort of connection as they gravitate towards each other for that. I never want to be that character that takes his shirt off and bangs the girl against a tree in the moonlight. Like I don’t want to do that, not with this guy. So I hope that the important parts stay. I mean, everyone’s trying to get laid, zombie apocalypse, but I’m ready - if Daryl’s ready, I mean.

Norman Reedus; November, 2012; Geek Time on Howard 101 (x)

ETonline: Fans obviously love Daryl and C@rol – will we see any developments in their relationship this week? Does she try to soften his facade?

Reedus: Is she like an emotional roofie? [laughs] It’s there, but I think their bond is so much deeper than “stick your tongue in my mouth.” I like playing that and am glad the writers agree because it’s so awkward when boys meet girls, girls meet boys or boys meet boys, and they want to hook up. But this is a whole different set of uncomfortable rules. They love each other on a different level – it’s not about wanting to get together, it’s more like a sibling relationship. “If you hurt my sister, there’s nowhere you’ll be able to hide.” It’s an impenetrable bond. I know people want them together, but if that happens, I think it’ll be more epic than, “They did it!”

Norman Reedus; March 29th, 2013; ETonline (x)

“It’s also why Reedus is reluctant to let Daryl have a love interest on the show. He came close with the battered wife C@rol. played by Melissa McBride- “damaged people gravitate toward damaged people,“ Reedus says-but he has resisted the occasional plotting of the producers to toss him in the sack with a co-star. “Sometimes they suggest this or that, but if Daryl’s going to get busy with another character it has to be just right,” he says. Reedus gives them credit for letting him make the calls sometimes: “The producers are smart, man. Smart enough to know that Daryl can’t have the kind of love interest that you might think. I feel pretty strongly about it.’”

Norman Reedus; February/March 2014; Nylon Guys (x)

Carol has continued to be a force of her own within Alexandria. Could you see a romantic future for Daryl and C@rol? 

I’ve had lots of talks with Scott about it. I like our relationship how it is. We don’t have to make out to be who we are. We’re kindred spirits; there’s a brother-sister bond there that’s almost stronger than a lovey-dovey bond. I’m not totally against it, but I’m not totally for it. It’s tricky. Once you do that, it’s there forever. To be honest, I’m not begging for it, and I’m not opposed to it.

Norman Reedus; March 29th, 2015; The Hollywood Reporter (x)

“I mean, I get it with the fans who want the C@rol and Daryl thing, but I am just telling you in real life you would not set those two people up with each other!” Jason explained. “You would not do it!” […] We have to admit, Jason make a pretty valid point. But, that doesn’t explain the endless chemistry between C@rol and Daryl, does it? Even Jason knows that, adding: “They care about each other, they are deeply connected on a certain level and I would argue that — why do they need to hook up in order to validate the deep friendship they have? Think about it! They are already connected! That is how I feel about it!”

Jason Douglas (Tobin, C@rol’s love interest from season 6); February 16th, 2017; Hollywood Life (x)

“I turned into a little kid, it was like talking to your Mom…”

Norman Reedus; February 19th, 2017; Talking Dead for 7x10 on Daryl asking C@rol why she left (x).

“Because I feel like [C@ryl is] more of like a brother/sister… mother/son relationship.”

Josh Mc Dermitt; March 1st, 2017; WHOSAY (x) (x, skip to 16:27)

“There is a part of me that sees them both when they are with another as sort of a wounded child,” McBride said. “It’s like sometimes I see them when they joke together, or they’re happy together, or they’re sharing smokes together, or arguing together, being nit-picky together. I just see like Daryl could have reverted to that wounded child on the porch at the reunion, and I sometimes I see C@rol the same way, like a little girl almost, younger. […] “I think it is they’re wounded children, really get one another,” McBride said. “I don’t see her becoming a mother to him at all. I see her becoming that wounded friend.”

Melissa McBride; September 5th, 2017; comic book.com (x) (x)

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In addition, at the beginning of season 7 Melissa McBride explained that C@rol needed time to heal from all the killing before she could entertain a relationship (x). That’s a reason why C@rzekiel didn’t really happen until season 8. I don’t think it would be in character for her to enter a relationship so soon with anyone after her son was murdered and she ended her marriage. Daryl wouldn’t likely have romance on the brain as he is looking after Lydia. If he were pursue romance, it would be someone he’s already in love with, and that’s Beth.

Greg Nicotero’s thoughts on Alone at SDCC 2014:

When they pitched Season 4, they were talking about when the prison goes down and having Daryl and Beth be bunkered together. And it’s interesting because I get to see all the cuts and I see all the edits from the director’s cuts onward. And I loved the scene in the kitchen when they’re talking, and I got the sense that Daryl was starting to kind of fall in love with Beth a little.”

Emily’s thoughts on Bethyl for Insider October 2014:

“Last year, I definitely felt like there was a really special connection between Daryl and Beth that happened. My take on it was that there was a very deep growing connection that could become something more romantic or could become just … you know that was my personal understanding of it. I do feel like Beth has opened up to Daryl in a way that she hasn’t with other people and I do feel like Beth has never been really in love even though you’ve seen her with the two different boyfriends. I don’t think she’s ever been like, ‘grownup in love’ in the way that you feel like someone actually understands you and in sort of that special intimate way. And I do feel like she’s been closer to that with Daryl then with anyone else.”

Emily wrote a song from Beth’s POV called Last Chance, and it’s a love song with sexual overtones.While filming Still, Norman listened to Very Nervous and Love by J. Mascis for Daryl’s character and even pitched for the episode’s closing song.

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hey, I suck at tumblr so I'm hoping this is the right bit! (sorry if it's not) Could I please request a red dwarf Rimmer x reader? Where reader has a crush on rimmer but only Lister knows. And he loves to tease her about it. But it kinda goes wrong and Rimmer thinks that Lister and reader are together. So she goes after him to explain and then hopefully fluff ensues. Sorry I'm kinda rambling here. Love your writing though!!

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“Here ya go, Y/N, man.”

You started when Lister cracked open a can of beer right next to your ear and set it down on the table next to you, before he sat in the seat opposite and cracked his own, sending white foam everywhere as he slurped noisily. Making an exaggerated noise of satisfaction, he kicked his feet up on the small table and grinned at you. 

The glint in his eyes betrayed his mischievous intentions.

“Thanks.” You took a long drink from yours and Lister frowned.

“Whoa, easy, man. Breathe.” He grinned again, though, before he sighed. You could almost see his posture change as he got ready to get down to business.

“Do you know where Rimmer is?”

Lister shrugged. “Dunno. Probably looking at the telegraph poles again.”

You nodded. “So he’s not lingering anywhere near here?”

“Nope.” Lister popped the ‘p’ and took another swig.

“Okay, good. Do you think he knows?”

“Know what?” Lister grinned and you resisted the urge to roll your eyes.

“Lister~” you dragged out the last letter of his name, smiling. “Come on. Do you think he knows?”

“Know what?”

You sighed. “That I have a crush on him, you smeghead.”

“Nah,” Lister took another swig and then cracked open another, discarding the can on the table. You had no doubt that Lister had drained it completely dry. 

“Oh... I don’t know how much more I can show without actually telling him.”

“Maybe you’ll have to.”

You dropped your head down onto the table and sighed. “You know what he’ll say.”

“And what’s that? Hmm?”

Both you and Lister jumped when Rimmer spoke from the doorway, his voice positively dripping with venom. Unbeknown to the two of you, Rimmer had been in the area. Right outside the door, in fact, and he had heard everything.

“Come on, what will I say?” Rimmer’s nostrils flared as his chocolate eyes connected with yours. Your heart dropped into your stomach then, when Rimmer snorted derisively, it dropped through your feet and rolled across the floor. 

Hot panic overcame you when he turned and left suddenly, throwing a, “It’s always someone else” over his shoulder.

“Go and get ‘im, man. The smeghead never stops to think.”

You sighed and took off at a near run, only just catching him at the end of the metallic doorway.

“Rimmer!” You called after him but he kept walking. Finally, you caught him by the wrist and spun him around to face you. His face had a wild expression, his nostrils flaring. Cat’s cruel nickname for him drifted through your mind and you brushed it off.

“Would you - stop and listen to me?”

“Why? So you and Listy can rub it into my face? That you’re so happy together and we can’t tell Rimmer?”

“What?! No! You dumbass, you’ve got it all wrong!”

Rimmer’s face contorted into sure anger and you groaned, almost desperate for him to understand you. “Go on then! Go on, enlighten me!”

“Fine! I love you, and Lister knows. He’s known the whole time and he’s been trying to get me to tell you. I didn’t because I knew how you’d react!”

“And how’s that?”

“Like this! God, I’m so stupid, I -”

“You... You love me?”

You stared at Rimmer, trying so hard to remember that he had massive neuroses and therefore, you couldn’t react with the anger that was quickly crawling up your throat, begging to be set free. 

“Yes.”

At the broken look on Rimmer’s face, your anger dissipated. Hope bloomed in his eyes, hope which you knew he’d crush just as soon as you left his side. You hadn’t thought this far ahead, you hadn’t dared, and so now you didn’t know what to do.

“Shall we... Go somewhere? We can speak, or whatever. I don’t mind. Just... please believe me. Please.”

Rimmer nodded carefully, uncertainty written all over him. You considered briefly if his toes were tensed, such was his posture. 

“I... I believe you.”

You gave him a tight-lipped smile and offered him your hand, your fingers wiggling in the distance between you. Rimmer took your hand, looking like a lost child, and your heart threatened to break for the second time that day, but for a completely different reason.

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