#sorry anon i know this isn’t detailed but i hope it helps

[davyjoneslockr]

I feel I've just seen the tip of a giant iceberg float scarily close to my boat, but what is the context of 'i hope jakey dies'? Who is jakey and why did his gf (i am assuming) become the target of such awful biphobia?

I’m no expert because I never really got into the joke much, but basically, “I hope Jakey dies” is a meme that started here, making fun of a cringey dynamic some m/f couples have. So don’t worry, Jakey isn’t a real person, just kind of an archetype for an assumedly mediocre “golden retriever”-type cishet boyfriend. Pretty harmless hater brand tumblr humor, basically.

(Honestly, the original post is also where the first red flag kinda popped up for me. The first replies were whatever, but, especially since Jakey is, again, supposed to be an archetype of cishet man, “nonbinary Jakey” to refer to someone’s AMAB nonbinary partner seems. Idk. Telling of how people view AMAB nonbinary people sometimes.)

After that, it kinda just ended up spreading around as a joke here and there, and tbh I kinda forgot about it until that weird Barbie post this ask is in reference to. There’s not much to say about it that hasn’t already been said, but to me, 1) it’s pretty obvious that the original tiktok was either exaggeration or outright bait, and 2) even if it wasn’t, it’s maybe a little cringe, but harmless. But regardless, people are using it to mock (or outright wish harm or death upon) bi women for dating men, or implying that bi women are actually straight and just pretending to be queer (for attention? I guess?). And “I hope Jakey dies” has kinda become the phrase all those folks are spamming ad nauseam. I’ve seen a lot of comments about how people defending the tiktok or calling out the biphobia are just “defending men,” but like. I’m not just seeing things right. This whole thing reeks of misogyny and weird gender essentialism. Because the center of the joke usually isn’t even on the man or “Jakey,” it’s on the woman dating him for expressing that she likes him or whatever.

And also I really hate how people seem to be extremely comfortable with threatening people, or hoping they die or kill themselves, over something that’s “cringe” or somewhat annoying. Like it’s genuinely gross behavior. But idk maybe that’s just me.

[silverflqmes]

Hihi! I'm wondering if you're okay writing nsfw / smut (dont know the right term) for zack fair, could i request some thigh fucking headcannons'? (Applogies if my english isnt to great, thanks for reading if you see this 😊)

໒⦂ 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓.

notes. hello anon! super duper sorry for the wait, i don’t write nsfw very often and if i get requests, i tend to take a lot of time writing them ahaha.. but i hope these hcs are to your liking, i feel like they’re a little rushed., furthermore the reader is female, i hope that’s okay!

genre. nsfw

tw. thigh fucking, semi-public sex, fondling, praise / body worship, dirty talk, needy portrayal of zack if you squint, after care, mirror sex.

disclaimer. uncomfortable with smut or younger than 17? please dni.

zack fair x fem!reader.

⌗ being a first class SOLDIER as zack was, there was hardly any time for full blown sex with how unpredictable his schedule could be. missions could either be in midgar, outside of midgar, slow or constant — the schedule was totally sporadic with the lack of firsts.

⌗ usually any need for release is often met during combat since he’s blowing off steam in battle, so in those cases — sexual activity isn’t needed.

⌗ but when fighting is not used as an output, he does tend to get pent up. it would make sense for a SOLDIER to have a load of energy to burn off, and zack being as antsy as he is to get some movement in.. he’s like a whiny thing in heat at times..

⌗ and so, that’s where you would come in.

⌗ there is little time on his hands but he just needs you so badly in instances like these. other times, he is of course your sweet and adoring boyfriend. showering you in hugs and the sweetest of kisses but real talk, a guy can get horny. especially if he’s getting zero action, mission and / or sex wise.

⌗ although, you couldn’t lie and say that you didn’t want your boyfriend plunging himself in between your thighs behind closed curtains, brushing all along your clit in just the right way while he grips your hips, grinding his own into your backside.

⌗ sometimes he just can’t hold himself back from dragging you away from your work into his office or an empty space just to get some friction and skin on skin contact from you. your thighs just feel so so soft and rub against him perfectly each time. and whenever you squeeze, the tightness is all the more pleasing.

⌗ oftentimes, he’s gotta be on the clock, though.. so his pace can be a little rougher and quicker with you, but he’s always careful to hold you close, aware that his enhanced strength can sometimes be.. a bit much.

⌗ still, you’d brace your hands against the wall or desk, anyway, and watch as he appeared and reappeared between your thighs in an intoxicating rhythm that makes you forget your work even existed.

⌗ because you both have to be quiet and he gets so needy for more of you, he would turn your head to the side to capture your lips in a feverish kiss while he continues slotting himself between your legs.

⌗ at times his hands would slide from your waist underneath your shirt to feel up your chest. he’d squeeze, fondle and knead them together, pinching your hardened nipples all while he continued delivering himself between your thighs.

⌗ and when he misses you too much, he’ll want to do it while facing one another — which can be sloppier, but he wants to look at your pretty face while he’s fucking your thighs, and feel your body flush against his own.

⌗ it’s not always fast and rough though, rest assured. whenever there is more time at your disposal, and within the comfort of your home, it can also be slow and sensual. a way for you to feel every detail of him that he had to offer as he holds you close to him. certainly when he’s returned from an away mission, knowing you’d both missed each other dearly.

⌗ unfortunately, things can get messy, but even if he’s on the clock, zack always makes the time to clean you up and help get the both of you back in order. he can’t just go sending you off, he’s a gentleman!

⌗ our resident puppy can be vocal a lot, especially if he hasn’t gotten the chance to be intimate like this with you for a bit.. so expect a load of praise and worshipping out of him, cuz he’s got lots to say.. but also some whining of his own- so praise him too.

⌗ “f-fuck, you feel so good against me, baby.. wish i could just have you like this all day, can hardly even wait until later..”

⌗ “mm, squeeze me just like that, yeah. you’re doing so well, y/n.. can’t contain myself any longer, i gotta have you tonight again too to hold me over at t-this rate..”

⌗ ooh and he loves doing it in front of a mirror. to witness every expression you make, and see your reactions just makes the experience all the more delectable.

notes. sorry if this was shorter than anticipated, i hope it’s somewhat decent?? i tried to come up with different things to pair with the thigh fucking since it’s.. a little dull on its own😭 anyway, hope you enjoyed! tysm for the request and for your patience<3

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[lxstfathier]

PLEASEEEE WRITE SOFTDOM!WILLIAM AFTON PUTTING BRATTY!READER IN HER PLACEEEE (daddy kink, oral, nd degradation if ur comfy) (≧∇≦）

Omg yesss, i love that kind of stuff, let’s gooo! <3

Attention

William Afton x Reader

Warnings: dd/lg, oral sex (m! receiving), degradation, implied age-gap, cockwarming.

A/N: i really loved writing this, its so kinky but cute, thanks for the request anon. also, english is not my first language, so i apologize for any errors, but i hope y’all like it! 💗

You shouldn’t have done that. You should have listened to him when he told you to quit that bratty attitude. You shouldn’t have been running around and messing with his stuff while he fixed some details on his springlock suit. You shouldn’t have rolled your eyes at him.

But now it’s too late.

William grabs you by the arm, digging his long fingers into your soft skin and shoving you aggressively into the nearest wall as a pained gasp escapes your lips.

“What’s going on inside that dumb brain of yours, huh? why are you suddenly acting like a fucking brat?” he asks with a stern tone in his voice, clearly fed up with your shit.

“I- I’m sorry, daddy” you apologize, looking up at him with big doe eyes, casually dropping that misbehavior.

“I don’t need your apologies. I asked you a question.”

You don’t know exactly what to answer. It’s not like you are usually a brat, but today you feel kinda… ignored. You are more than starved of attention and touch. The only thing you want is to spend time with William, kissing his stubbly jaw or sit on his lap, but he’s been working on that spring bonnie suit all damn day.

“I- uh- i don’t know, i just got bored” you murmur, too shy to express your own feelings. “And- and i need attention”.

“Yeah? does my little bunny need attention?” he says, almost mocking. “Then beg for it like the needy whore you are.”

And before you know it, William is forcing you to your knees in a way that will surely leave bruises for the next day. But you don’t care, not when he’s finally giving you some of his precious time.

“Please daddy” you plead in a high pitched voice, pouting your lips while running your hands over his thighs, noticing the bulge starting to grow on his crotch. “Play with me.”

“Stupid slut” William says through gritted teeth. “Can’t even go a day without being used like a fucking toy.”

Letting out a devilish smirk, he unbuckles his belt and pulls down his pants, just enough to reveal his cock, fully hard already. And you can’t help but lick your lips at the beautiful sight, feeling your pussy tingle with arousal.

Not wanting to waste a single second, you eagerly take his length in your small hands, pumping it a few times before leaning in to kiss the pink tip and run your tongue over the prominent veins, earning a deep grunt from the depths of his chest.

“Don’t tease me, bunny” William growls, forcefully grabbing a fistful of your hair on his right hand, guiding his big cock into your mouth.

You try your best to take him, wrapping your lips around it, but when he hits the back of your throat and starts thrusting, it’s impossible not to gag and drool.

Tears start streaming down your face, digging your nails in his pants while he slides in and out at a fast pace, fucking your throat as if you were a doll, not even caring if you choke. It’s a punishment after all, it isn’t meant to please you.

“Are you crying?” William mocks you again. “Come on, isn’t this what you wanted? huh? you were acting up all day just to make me riled up and now you don’t want it?. Aw, too bad, bunny, cause you’re gonna take it… i don’t care if you like it or not.”

You look up at him, searching for his -usually tender- blue eyes. But that ocean color is almost completely gone, covered by his dark pupils, dilated with lust and hunger, without a single trace of kindness or compassion.

William keeps pushing you down on his length, enjoying the warm slickness of your mouth, cursing under his breath. And it’s not long until you feel his muscles tense and his cock twitch, finally releasing all of his hot cum on your tongue, milking him dry, not wasting a single drop of his salty seed.

He thrusts sloppily a few times to ride out his orgasm, and then pulls out, with a nasty string of spit still connecting you both.

“I’m sorry for neglecting you all day, my little bunny” he says, returning to his lovely demeanor, caressing your cheek and cleaning the mess of saliva and cum running down your chin. “How about you come sit on my cock for a while and when i’m done then we can have some fun, hm?.”

You just nod, unable to talk much due to the rough throat fucking he just gave you, but really liking the idea. So William helps you get on your feet again, taking you with him, sitting on the chair in front of the desk and patting his lap as an invitation for you to sit on him.

The only piece of clothing you’re wearing is an oversized pink shirt, so it’s really easy for you to straddle his lap and sink down his half-hard cock, whimpering as he fills your soaked sensitive cunt.

“That’s it, good girl” William coos, groping your soft ass, more than happy to be buried inside your tight hole.

You smile, giving him a little peck on the lips, and then let him continue what he was doing.

William keeps fixing some loose screws on the ears of the spring bonnie suit, and you rest your head on his shoulder, tracing your fingers on the seams of his tie, soon falling asleep while smelling his masculine cologne and the faint scent of cigarettes.

[misc-obeyme]

Hey! Could I ask for a breaking-4th-wall kind of drabble with Solomon? In my heart I refuse to believe the boys aren’t real; they’re just in another world 💔 idk if thats denial or what but yeah lmao

something comfort or fluff would be nice ^^ even though just seeing Sol always makes me smile it’s a double edged sword and I then think back to how he ‘isn’t real’

(It’s kinda sad I can’t marry that man though…? It was love at first sight in OG game and people think Solomon’s down bad, I’m hella clingy when it comes to close relationships though ☠️ )

(Also random but as kind of a vent the kind of person best for Solomon would be someone who can heal his inner child, yeah? Problem is my inner child is also broken from emotional abuse lol, my issues would not help. I’m not good for him fr)

Hi there, anon!

Let me begin by saying that you are definitely good for Solomon. In fact, I would argue that you would understand him better because of your own issues. You know how it feels, you can relate to him in a way that someone else wouldn't be able to. And I think there's something extremely healing about having someone else to figure it out with. Why can't you and Solomon heal your inner children together?

As for the request, I hope this is what you're looking for! I definitely took the fourth wall breaking idea and ran with that!

You're sitting in your house on your phone, looking at Solomon on the home screen of your Obey Me account. You tap on his sprite and he smiles at you.

"Hm? What is it?" the dialogue says.

"I want you to be real," you say, knowing he can't hear you. "I want to touch you for real."

You sigh, turning off your phone and going about your evening. An hour or so passes and you're now focused on something else entirely when the doorbell rings.

It's odd. You weren't expecting company.

You answer the door and nearly faint from shock.

Solomon laughs gently at the look on your face. "Hi, MC. You wanted to see me?"

You stare at him with your mouth open. "What- I don't- How are you…? How are you here?"

"I'm a sorcerer, MC," he says. "With the right spell, I can make anything happen."

You're a little confused, but is it really worth asking any more questions? He's here and he looks solid. He looks real.

Solomon seems to understand your uncertainty. He reaches out a hand toward you. "I promise it's really me," he says. "Won't you let me show you?"

You couldn't have refused even if you wanted to. You didn't take the time to think about it, just immediately put your hand in his.

Solomon tugs on your hand and pulls you close, wrapping an arm around your waist. The world spins and you're being teleported to a new location.

You gasp when you find yourself looking out at a familiar view. The Devildom stretches out below you, RAD's great structure in the distance, the sparkling city lights next to an elaborately detailed fence. You're standing on a cobblestone street with Solomon's arms around you. The sky is dark, but it always is, here in the Devildom.

"Did you think it wasn't real?" Solomon asks. "Did you think I haven't already fallen for you?"

You clutch at him because this is all so unexpected. "Yes," you admit. How could you have possibly thought otherwise?

Solomon laughs, but it's soft, like he can't help it because you're so cute. "I'm sorry," he says. "I should have come for you sooner. Do you want to stay? For a little while?"

You throw your arms around his neck. "Yes!" you cry. And there are tears on your face because you're somehow here, with him.

Solomon kisses away your tears. You melt in his arms as he does. He gives you a questioning look, as if he's not sure how far he can go.

You let him know by kissing him. Solomon's embrace tightens around you. You can feel his heart beating against yours - rapid, like he's also overwhelmed by this impossible moment.

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[matchaxberries]

You want requests, i got em

I wanted to request a longer or more detailed version of the Moon predator/prey thing. Its a big kink of mine i have no idea how you knew lol, thank you once more

Punished Prey

Alpha!Moondrop x Omega!Gn!Reader

One-shot, Requested, NSFW (smut), Omegaverse!AU

Summary: Everyday, (y/n) helps Sunrise clean up the daycare, and helps with turning all the lights off when done. They always say bye to Moondrop, and make their way home after. But not today, Moon has other plans for his omega, a punishment in mind for their naughty behaviors.

Warnings: Omegaverse, like 2 paragraphs with Sun, reader is described with female anatomy but gender neutral pronouns are used, predator/prey dynamic (reader is prey), degradation, kind of dub-con, reader gets called a slut, a bit of praise, aggressive/rough behavior, biting and marking, fingering, orgasm denial.

(A/N) Sorry it took me so long to get to anon. :3 I hope this fulfills your desires, if there’s any spelling errors I apologize and this isn’t very proof read. Shaking your hand for the pred/prey kink me 2. If you have any other requests send them my way. :3

It was meant to be a usual day at the daycare for (y/n). Helping Sunrise pick up after all of the kids are gone, helping shut off all of the lights and saying goodbye to Moondrop. That didn’t go as planned, and now (y/n) is hiding with their hand pressed firm against their own lips, heart beating against their rib cage like some twisted drum.

(Y/n) adjusts their position as quietly as possible, foam pressed against their back, and their legs shoved against their own figure in an awkward position. One arm holding their legs, the other still firmly against their mouth to maybe muffle their breathing from being too loud. They can hear the noises of Moon walking, the bells on his clothing jingling, his small hums escaping from his lips. He’s enjoying this, every bit of this.

Moon begins to speak, knowing well (y/n) can hear him, but not knowing exactly where they are. “My star… Do you know why you’re in this position hmmm?” His tone is almost mocking, as if he’s explained already.

Earlier, (y/n) had finished helping Sun clean up for the day. They began to head to turn the lights off, but Sun had protested that clearly. “Sunshine, I really don’t think that’s a good idea-“ (Y/n) only ignored his pleas. “What? It’s not like we are doing anything. I’m just saying bye, you aren’t in any sort of rut are you?” They give a small tease. This causes Sun to flush, “no no no! It’s not that.” He holds his own face and sits down on the padded flooring.

As he does, the lights around him go dim, the only light is the glow on his pants, and the small illuminated stars around the daycare. He begins to hold his head tightly, and slowly Moon begins to come out.

Moon stands up swiftly, glowing eyes locking onto his prey. “(Y/n), you’ve been naughty today~” he begins his walk to them, and makes haste of pushing them against the wall. “I’ll give you thirty seconds to run. Don’t let me catch you unless you want a punishment.” Moon strokes their cheek lightly with a finger, stepping back so they can hide.

That brings them back to now, as Moon continues his explanation. “I saw you talking to that alpha earlier today. They were taking in your scent quite more than I’d enjoy.” His steps stop, as he continues. “No alpha eyes my omega, and an alpha with a kid at that. Naughty naughty…” His steps pick back up, he starts climbing up through the slide, his speech echoed now from the surrounding plastic. “I might have to ban them from the daycare. How rude, smelling up my prey.”

(Y/n) slowly begins to move their positioning, if he comes through the slide, they’ll be right in his sight. They begin thinking of the circumstances he’s explained, they are always friendly with all of the parents that come into the daycare. They don’t remember any particular alpha’s eyeing them, or becoming weird with themself. They want to explain themselves to Moon, but there’s no snapping him from this, he’s keen on punishing his prey, even if they have a reasonable explanation.

(Y/n) decides to slowly make their way down a rope ladder, since Moon is going up. They quickly go under the bars and other items of the indoor playground set. They find a place they deem safe, against the wall, and hidden behind a foam panel.

It’s oddly quiet now, and (y/n)’s heartbeat begins to quicken against their chest. They try to listen for the bells, maybe they’re too far away? They try to listen for the creaks above them of the bars or foam. Nothing, not a sound. Maybe he stopped moving, or maybe he’s lost in thought.

All of thoughts thoughts are cut off suddenly by a pair of red eyes directly in (y/n)’s face. “Found you.” Moon states menacingly, grabbing their shoulders a bit hard, and pushing them against the wall with a sick grin.

(Y/n) let’s out a quick noise of pain, almost a yelp. “Wait- please I’m sorry, I didn’t know anyone was looking at me weird or acting weird to me-“ Moon cuts their explanations off by sticking his fingers in their mouth, pressing two fingers down against the back of their tongue. (Y/n) chokes, and tries to force them from their own mouth, but they’re not as strong as their alpha. Moon hums at their struggles and stares at their face intensely with his glowing red gaze. His eyes might be the only thing really visible in the daycare right now, except very faint glows of the stars on his pants.

Moon trails his free hand down (y/n), forcing his hand into their shirt and up to their chest. “Do you like to choke on my fingers like a greedy slut hmmm?” He coos at them, pressing his other hand firmly against their chest, toying with their nipples. (Y/n) tries to let out some sort of noise, a protest or even a moan of pleasure, but Moon’s fingers are shoved too far into their mouth, any sounds come out completely muffled and gagged.

He begins to move his hand that was on their chest, down to the waistband of their pants. He makes haste of pulling them down, along with their underwear. The cold air now biting at (y/n) thighs, their cheeks flushing at the sudden exposure.

“My pretty star… You’re mine, ours. No other alpha can ever satisfy your heat like we do. No other alpha even deserves to smell your scent.” Moon begins, taking his fingers from their mouth finally, leaving a trail of saliva from their lips to his fingertips. His fingers quickly move down to (y/n)‘s clit. They let out a strained noise, grabbing onto Moon’s wrist tightly. “We’re in the daycare Moon, why can’t we at least move up to your bedroom-“ They whine out in protest, but Moon let’s out a small growl. “It’s a punishment. You’ll take it where I want and when I want.” (Y/n) takes that as their sign not to make anymore protests to him.

Moon begins to rub his fingers along their sensitive clit, just barely giving enough friction to get off on. (Y/n) places their hands up on his shoulders, he’s bending over by some, since they’re under a play-set. It makes it easier for (y/n) to reach him and see his face. They let out small moans, and try to grind themself against Moon’s fingers. He pulls them away quickly, and their legs go together in an instant trying to get the friction they’re missing. “Naughty prey. Stay still or I’ll make you…” He grabs them and forces them to lay flat against the floor instead of shoving them against the wall, sitting in between their legs after forcing them apart. (Y/n) tries to lift their neck to see what Moon is doing, but it’s uncomfortable considering the cold flooring, and lack of cushioning.

Moon places his fingers against their clit again, and begins to rub circles into it lightly. He leans up while doing so to meet their face with his, “My star… Are you a good omega?” He questions, mainly as a tease to cause (y/n) more embarrassment. He places a gentle kiss to their lips, instead of an aggressive one, and (y/n) kisses back with a small whine.

Moon pulls away, and while teasing at their clit, he begins kissing and biting at their neck. Not leaving anything too noticeable yet, but he’s doing it aggressive. He runs his tongue lightly down their neck to their chest. Taking a nipple into his mouth, nipping and teasing it. (Y/n)‘s back arches some, they let out hisses of moans, feeling the pleasure of multiple things building in their core. Moon pushes them back down flat, his lips leaving their chest with a small pop sound.

While his fingers are working away at their clit, he very suddenly pushes a bit of his finger into their entrance. Barely enough to please (y/n), but just enough to tease them. “Moon, please…” they begin to pout, trying very hard not to rock their hips against him. He only gives a hum, pumping barely half of his finger in and out of their entrance. (Y/n) let’s out whines, and small moans as he does, their leg very slightly twitching in anticipation for him to shove it all in them.

He finally pushes one finger all the way in, his fingers are long and slender, so they reach deep into (y/n)’s core. He begins to curl it against them, moving it in and out at an agonizingly slow pace. “Already so soaked and slick for me aren’t you? You like it when I hunt you down and punish you like this?” His thumb continues rubbing slow circles into them, with his finger still pumping in and out of them.

His pace quickens, as he takes another finger shoving it in. He curls them upwards as he thrusts, placing a hand at their stomach and lightly pushing down. (Y/n) chokes at the sudden change in pace, trying to find something to grab, they hold onto his hair as lightly as possible, trying not to tug. (Y/n) feels their core tighten, an orgasm building in their stomach. As soon as they feel they’re about to release, Moon takes his hands away from them.

(Y/n) begins to speak, opening their mouth. A protest ready at the tip of their tongue, but fingers meet the inside of their mouth again. They muffle out a noise, and can taste their own juices on Moon’s fingers. “Clean them nice and well for me, my prey. You can do it.” Moon mocks, it would almost seem like encouragement to anyone else, but (y/n) knows well by his tone.

He takes his fingers from their mouth when he deems them ‘clean.’ And begins to work his own pants off. He unties the ribbon that holds part of them up, and unzips the rest off. His length is tightly pushed against his boxers, leaving a bulge that has a small stain. Moon must be pretty excited as well judging from it, he slips his boxers off finally, member springing out.

“Fix it for me, my star… I’m so hard, it hurts. I wouldn’t want to put it in you like this.” He lightly rubs his own length from base to tip. His glowing eyes stare into (y/n)’s, with a small smirk tugging at his lips. (Y/n) hastily sits up on their knees, putting their hands on him, and stroking him lightly. Moon tangles a hand into their hair, pulling them forward. “With your filthy mouth.” He demands to them,

Word count: 1,791

Character count: 9,854

(A/N 2) I am done with school now! I started this a while back so if anything seems different that is why, sorry for the random hiatus. I need to get back into writing often. Also slight cliff-hanger :3 let me know if a part two is of your interest.

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[stressfulsloth]

In regards to your post “and now I'm. Just thinking about the loneliness that is SO pervasive through Elysium.”…

I have one thing to offer, or perhaps nitpick if you’d prefer it that way.

I don’t think it’s entirely fair to say the Sunday Friend isn’t a real friend. The Smoker On The Balcony believes him to be a real friend, even if he isn’t going to be there come Monday morn. But isn’t that enough? A friend on Sunday is still a friend, even if it makes waking up Monday all the worse.

Perhaps I’m biased though! Now that I think about it, most of my friends would fit the description. “Fair weather friend” feels to cold, but “sunday friend” is good enough.

And of course none of this is to say your post is at all wrong. It’s lovely and true. I just felt the need to quarrel publicly with that little detail.

To conclude, since I really just did not make myself very clear here; you are utterly correct to include the Sunday Friend in a post about loneliness but I take slight issue with saying he’s not a real friend. And so I wrote you a very long ask. And now as I reach it’s end I’m realising this was a very silly undertaking. But I’ve come this far so I’m going to grow a pair and hit “ask”.

Thank you for taking the time to read this, I hope it isn’t too desperately obnoxious.

Peace out ✌️

Ahh man I'm sorry anon but I'm going to have to disagree with you pretty strongly here 😅 tbh I was a little too easy on him in the original post. It's not necessarily the temporary nature of their acquaintance that makes the Sunday Friend's friendship questionable on its own, although it doesn't help.

The Sunday Friend is quite literally not a friend. "Friend" in his title is a euphemism; he's not coming to visit the Smoker because he's his friend. He's coming to visit the smoker to do a bit of poverty tourism, to admire the crumbling place that his beliefs have helped to destroy, and a bit of heavily implied sex tourism too. A "first world" tourist, a bureaucrat from the international government, visiting one of the most impoverished districts of Revachol to spend his nights with a student. He's not the Smoker's friend, he's a client. They're using 'friend' as a stand-in for his actual role, which is a) as a part of the moralist bureaucratic system repressing the revolution and keeping the city as a whole trapped in a laissez faire purgatory easily exploited by foreign capitalists and ultraliberals, while still maintaining a friendly respectable face, and b) as the Smoker's customer, exploiting the poverty of Martinaise's residents to get what he wants for cheap and using the easy mobility that his money and status give him. Imo he's intended narratively as a parallel for the moralist coalition government; he views from a distance, focused on money and *ze price stabilité* but entirely divorced from the poverty and consequence of his work. Happy to dip his toe in and make use of exploitable populations in Revachol, but always ready to leave too. When asked how he became 'friends' with the smoker, his response is literally to describe the coalition occupying Revachol.

He knows so little about the Smoker beyond him being there to study art, but what kind? "Perhaps graphic design? Printmaking? Who knows?" As to your point about the Smoker thinking he's a real friend, the Smoker is under no illusions about who the Sunday Friend is. An injection of money. Someone with power, someone with the mobility afforded to him by ownership of a non-Revacholian passport, someone content to watch the place decay and do nothing but indulge himself in pet projects and worry about bureaucracy. Someone with the freedom to leave when things get bad; a freedom that is narratively only assigned to a rare few extremely bourgeois characters. Dora, on her flight to Mirova, Joyce and her boat, Trant and his academic travels, and the Sunday Friend who will be out of Martinaise like a shot the moment things start to kick off despite being a part of the overarching structure that is responsible for Revachol's subjugation and rising political tensions. The Sunday Friend will use the Smoker's labour, use the vulnerability of Revachol's precarious situation to his advantage, then once it becomes too precarious or he gets bored, he'll withdraw. In answer to your question, no, I don't think that's enough. Again I probably oversimplified in my last post but the loneliness all throughout DE is not just an emotional state but a political one. Alienation is a major theme. As is the impossibility of building community in the face of capitalism relentlessly subsuming anything in its path, in the face of shallow relationships dictated by the need for survival. The Sunday Friend embodies that concept perfectly. He is exquisitely shallow in conversation, a perfect moralist who at all times strives to remain impartial and distant.

Anyway. Tldr; my point is that the relationship between the Smoker and the Sunday Friend is far more transactional, and far more exploitative, than you seem to believe. "Friend" is not being used literally but euphemistically. A 'fairweather friend' is better than none, sure, but that's entirely inapplicable to this situation. Sorry for the long post and I hope it's not too rambling- I'm surviving on very little sleep right now but I hope it clears up for you a bit why I referred to the Sunday friend in that way initially.

[artful-aries]

Hello. I am having a difficult time coping with the loss of a pet. Could I request Scaramouche, Childe, and Tighnari comforting an SO who has just lost a pet?

Hello anon!!! Sorry it took me a bit to get around to this. I am very sorry for your loss, I know the feeling well and it is hard no matter if it’s your first pet or your tenth. Sending love 💜

How They Comfort After You Lose A Pet (Scaramouche, Childe, Tighnari)

Scaramouche:

Admittedly, he wouldn’t get why you were making such a big deal about it at first. It’s not that he doesn’t understand why you’re grieving, but he would be mystified as to why you’re coming to him about it

He would awkwardly say “Sorry for your loss…” and maybe put a hand on your shoulder to give you comfort

Scara wouldn’t have his usual look of disdain or biting remarks; he knows to pull back the attitude while you’re going through a hard time

When you fall asleep or leave for a while, he is going to secretly make you a stuffed animal that looks like your lost pet and leave it on your pillow

He will totally deny that he is the one who made it, but when he thinks you aren’t looking he will smile softly at how you’re admiring what he made you

Overall, Scaramouche isn’t the best at comforting, but he certainly tries to put his best foot forward. He’s better at indirectly making you feel better rather than talking through your grief

Childe:

The minute he sees you crying, he will internally panic, expecting the absolute worst news possible

Hearing that your beloved pet has passed away, Childe will take the time to pick you up and find a comfortable spot just to hold you for a while and talk

He’s very experienced with making people feel better thanks to his siblings, so he would pretty much have all his bases covered

Childe is going to hold you, soothingly rub your back or arms as you cry, and tell you that it’s going to be okay. He lets you cry as much as you need to, because he knows it is important

He’ll ask what you need him to do, whether it’s helping you take care of yourself, leaving you alone to grieve, or helping take your mind off things. Your wish is his command, he just wants to do what you think will help

He hates to see you this sad, but he is happy that he gets to show you how much he loves and cares about you. Childe does wish it was under better circumstances, as he had also grown fond of your pet

He makes you a nice little shrine or memorial for your lost pet, making sure to engrave the name or any other important details. Having something dedicated to their memory would help you he feels

Tighnari:

Seeing you cry puts him into alert mode, thinking that you must be sick or hurt as you’re coming to him with tears in your eyes

Upon learning that your pet has passed away, some of the tension leaves his shoulders since he is relieved that you aren’t physically hurt

Tighnari will sit you down and make you a nice cup of herbal tea to calm you, and will soothingly stroke your hair or back as you drink

He would focus on talking you through your grief; he’s no therapist, but he isn’t a complete fool when it comes to helping people cope with things

He reminds you that though your pet is no longer here, you gave them the best life they could have hoped for; full of endless love and affection

It pained him to see you grieve, but he tells you that it is better to make sure that you cry and grieve properly instead of bottling up your emotions.

A bit of his mother hen side will come out, and he will insist that you stay properly hydrated. He wouldn’t want you to dehydrate yourself with your tears

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

🍙Cooking Class🍥

Meeting Single Dad! Osamu Miya

Single Dad! Osamu Miya x Single Mom! Yn (female reader; she/her pronouns)

Warnings: fluff, a small Miya child raised by Osamu and Atsumu 😅

AN: This is an Anon request! I named the children because it was easier than saying “your son” all the time! Also the request is a little different then the direction I went in, I honestly love this request so I left it open to a potential pt. 2 👀

Oof- being a single mom is HARD

Trust me, I know 🥰

But once again this isn’t about me, this is about You

Our fearless, strong, kind, beautiful, intelligent YN

Emphasis on the strong part because as a single mom, you sure need alot of strength

You work your butt off during the day, working full time and juggling your sons daily schedule

At night, you cook dinner, clean, help your son with homework, bedtime, bath and repeat

It’s literally a never ending cycle of work for you my love

If you’re lucky, you’ll get a night free or maybe even get a chance to relax with a glass of your favorite alcoholic beverage

But most of the time, your focus is solely on your son, Akira.

You had him relatively young and he’s approaching the age of 8

He’s a busy, active boy who has alot of friends, does well in school and is an overall good kiddo

It makes you feel so good when people praise you for bringing up such an awesome son 🥰

This is important to remember YN because sometimes raising kids is literally like raising demons that just crawled out from the pits of hell and have never been introduced to civilized society

😮‍💨 sorry about that long and very detailed description but tell me I’m wrong

I’m definitely not

This fact often hits home when your son asks you one question in particular…

“Hey mom, when are you going to find a boyfriend?” Akira asks innocently

“Umm well, like I’ve said before, I don’t need a man and I’m doing pretty well on my own,” you say with a smile

Your son ponders for a second before saying

“Ok so then why do you keep saying to your bestie that you wish you had a man?” He says as you gape at him

“First off, stop listening in on my conversations! Second, while it would be nice to date someone, I’m just really busy,” you say, hoping this will deflect all future questions and move on to literally any other subject

It’s a pipe dream Yn keep up 👏

“Well my friend Gao says his dad said you were hot and would date you,” he says as you turn to stare at him once again

“I’m not dating any of the dads at your volleyball practice Akira!?” You said as your son just shrugs

“Plus none of those dads are even good looking,” you say as you throw the dish towel down on the counter

It’s true that your dating life had been less than spectacular as of late

Oh sorry, it’s never been spectacular 😅

You’d been on your own since Akira was born, having not been on a date in literal years due to working and your commitment to parenting

You signed as you walked out of the kitchen, Akira’s attention now turning to a book he had been reading

“Maybe it’s time I do something for myself,” you say as you head to your room

And that’s what brings us here, to the doorstep of a cute little Onigiri restaurant known as Onigiri Miya

You had seen an advertisement for cooking lessons in the local paper, having registered online

You walked into the restaurant, the doorbell chiming

The restaurant was small and cozy, but the smell permeating the air was heavenly

You looked around, noting no one else in the store

“Hey, just a second!” A voice shouted as you turned to the doorway

“No rush, thank you!” You respond standing in front of the menu

The options were spectacular and all looked beyond amazing

“Hey sorry about that wait,” a tall, handsome brunette man said coming out from behind the kitchen door

“Oh it’s not worry! I’m a bit early it seems,” you say, smiling

The man stared at you, eyes raking in your form from top to bottom

You were dressed rather casual for a summers evening, shorts and a nice top with a pair of comfortable shoes

“Im YN by the way,” you say, smiling and extending your hand

“Umm Osamu and don’t worry, you aren’t early or late, you’re my only sign up for the class,” Osamu says as your eyes widen

“Oh my god really? This is such an amazing class and you’re telling me I’m the only sign up?” You said as Osamu nodded

“Yep but no worries! Come on back and we can get started,” he says as you nod and make your way around the counter, “Wash your hands and we can get stared. Do you know anything about cooking?”

“I mean, I wouldn’t say im completely a novice,” you say as you dry your hands

“Ok so a beginner,” Osamu says as you interrupt him

“Hey! Give me some credit! I know how to boil water ok? Im at least intermediate,” you say as Osamu chuckles

“Ok so we can skip the boiling water lesson then,” he says as you smile and stand next to him

Osamu stiffens as you stand there looking up at him with your big eyes

You were so cute and sweet

You face was perfect from your eyes to your nose, your hair immaculate and your body flawless

“Ok let’s get started,” he says as you hear the door chime

“Hey dad!” a voice shouted

“Kenji what the hell are you doing here? Where’s Sumu?” Osamu says as you watch the little boy, around your sons age walk into the kitchen

“I’m right here chill out!” Another voice yells from the door as a double of Osamu but with untoned hair walks in

“Well hello there,” the untoned blonde says as he walks up to you

“Sumu what the hell? I told you I had a class tonight! You were suppose to keep Kenji until 9,” Osamu says as he sighs and looks at you apologetically

“Wait that was tonight? Oh shit, I totally forgot! I have a meeting with Sakusa and Bokuto,” Sumu says as Osamu rolls his eyes

“Hi there, I’m Kenji,” the little boy says to you as you smile and meet him at eye level

“Hi! I’m YN, it’s very nice to meet you!” You respond, shaking his hand

“Hey you’re really pretty! Are you dating my dad?” He asks excitedly as you snicker, Osamu’s face heating up at the question that just emerged from his sons mouth

“Kenji no! She’s a client of mine who is taking a cooking class,” Osamu says

Kenji looks from you to Osamu, “is cooking class a secret word for something?”

Sumu belts out a laugh as Osamu kicks him, causing you and Kenji to both laugh

“No, your dad is teaching me how to make onigiri,” you say, “it’s my sons favorite so I want to make it at home with him.”

Osamu looked at you as you smiled back at him, he would have never known you had a son at your age

“Oh cool! How old is he? Does he play sports?” Kenji asks as you smile and nod

“Akira is 7 and he does! He just started playing volleyball,” you say as Kenji’s eyes light up

“I play volleyball too! My dad use to play in school too!” He says as you smile

“Hey what about uncle Sumu!” The agitating voice interrupts

Kenji just rolls his eyes as Osamu smirks 😏

“My uncle Sumu plays setter for the MSBY Black Jackals,” he says

“His very SINGLE uncle that is,” Sumu interrupts

You 👉🏻😐

Kenji 👉🏻🙄

Osamu 👇🏻

You giggle as the twins fight and Kenji grabs a stool to help you

“You should bring your son here sometime,” he says as you smile

“I think I will! He’d love that!” You say as Osamu watches you interact with his son

He can’t say the picture didn’t melt his heart just a little, seeing Kenji getting along with someone so well

Too bad kids give very little reprieve

“You should go on a date with my dad,” he says as Osamu nearly chokes on air

You giggle and continue prepping

“I don’t know how your dad would feel about you setting him up,” you say and Kenji shrugs

“Uncle Sumu says he needs to get laid,” he says as the room goes still

You try hard to contain your laughter as Osamu slowly turns to glare at Sumu

Sumu run 👉🏻😗 🎵

“Atsumu-”

“Well would you look at the time! See you soon kiddo and it was nice meeting you Yn!” Sumu says, running from the restaurant before he receives a career threatening injury

“I know what we could do, maybe you and your dad could meet up with me and Akira for a playdate?” You say, looking at Kenji

His eyes light up, “ohhh yes can we dad?!”

Osamu watches your gorgeous eyes light up, the sweet smile on your face melting all of his restraint

“I don’t see why not,” he says as Kenji cheers

“Ok it’s a date then!” You say, looking for Kenji to Osamu

“Yeah, it’s a date”

[bleue-flora]

Okay hi i have also been insane about Sapnap and Dream

You talking abt sapnap's limbo needing to be something very emotional and sad from dream's got me thinking more about themmm

Do u have any more detailed thoughts about how the finale could look if it was sapnap instead of tommy?

Mmm want to go off anon but im shy...

[context]

Ah yea sorry been a hell of a week and this got lost in drafts per usual oops. Well I was thinking about scenes that would be interesting that night:

Punz and Dream talking about the staged finale, him asking if putting the fish on the wall is too much. Maybe asking Punz if he thinks Sapnap will go along with it all or cause problems. Like try to defend him.

A scene where Quackity is torturing him and he screams for Sapnap because it would hit the feels, and Quackity going on about how Sapnap gave him this idea or something. “Aww are you gonna cry for Sapnap? He doesn’t care about you. He told be to bring this today, maybe it’ll make up for how you hurt him. Should we see if he’s right?”

Maybe a scene of Dream going to Kinoko with TNT in hand ready to fulfill his threat for his armor, but instead of doing so much as threaten, he crumples down and sits there on the roof watching Sapnap help Tina plant carrots, feeling tears form in the corners of his eyes. Maybe he tries to write Sapnap a letter and keeps scribbling it out until he gives up…

Maybe even witnessing the full context of the spirit speech like the black mail and stuff and then his outburst.

Maybe Dream doing something wholesome. Bonus points if after prison. Something that falls inline with “my Dream.”

Maybe Dream after their confrontation sitting alone and sad that even after 11 months every one (especially Sapnap) still hates him…

I’m pretty sure I had more thoughts at the time I wrote this and then was interrupted and they are since gone, sorry. I always held out hope that Sapnap and him would work things out, and I think that’s partly why that scene right after prison break destroys me, because I can just feel whatever Dream’s hopes for his future outside of the vault being crushed as I too realize that reconciliation isn’t in the cards after all. (This idea cemented when he makes a deal with XD)

As a random though, I wonder if Sapnap would try to get Dream and Punz to stop like Tommy mentions towards the end… or would he just join sides, given his more ambiguous morality and less sense of being the hero. I don’t know, hard to say, he doesn’t make perfect sense to me (something I talk about in the autism essay). So trying to predict what he would do feels like roulette, but I do feel like there is an alternate timeline where it’s Sapnap instead of Tommy in that scene…

[thehighladywrites]

hiii, not a request but I really wanna tell someone all the gossip from my school bc I’m bored and like…lowkey it’s hot (for our boring ahh school anyway)

There was this boy who I was talking to for a hot second, and at first he was so sweet literally my type. BUT THEN THIS MF ASKS ME IF IVE TOUCHED MYSELF. AND IF IVE WATCHED PORN. So I blocked him and he’s still harassing other girls

Related to number 1, the boy was staring at me while I was chasing my friend and I heard the two boys a grade above me look at him and tell him to stop bc that’s “mad weird and you should respect her” AND THEYRE MAD FUCKING CUTEEE

Two students fought and one of them broke the others leg and that one is in the hospital rn

Two other students were caught making out in the bathroom and at our other campus they get freaky in the stalls

One of my friends and one of her friends are crushing on the same person and both slipped the guy notes and he only knows who of them is, AND HE SAID SHE WAS CUTE.

My crush who I’m possibly in love with got jealous when the boy from the first detail was at my table and talking to me like he side eyed him harddd

my crush also refuses to say who he thinks wrote him the note (I did)

OKAY SORRY IF THAT WAS WEIRD OR ANYTHING BUT LIKE YOURE SO COOL AND I LOWKEY WANNA GOSSIP W YOU

-🏵 Anon (if it isn’t taken 😓)

hi girlie! i loooove gossip, like so much

1. first of all, ew what an absolute loser. i remember texting guys like that, always asking if you’re freaky at like 15 like hello????

2. go for the cute guys👀👀 rather them then that loser weirdo. also i like people who stand up for others

3. help??? is the student okay???💀💀

4. that sounds fun ngl but at school is craaaazy work💀

5. girllll i hope they solve whatever’s going on😭 that’s one complicated tangle

6. OKAYY👀👀👀 looks like there might be a two way street of love if you know what i mean🤞🏽🤭

7.just go get him💔

THAT WAS SO FUNNN THANK YOU FOR SHARING SWEETIEPIE💗💗💗💗😭

[voidedaurora]

ily guys and support you all the way through!! ik you guys probably aren’t used to making this type of call out content often, BUT i feel like you guys could have opened the box with all of this and widened the picture if that makes sense. like, i’ll try and put it this way: there are a LOT of outsiders being introduced to this situation who either never heard of mel or simply never paid attention to them/their content,, even if you add snippets of context and proof (i’m personally not saying there isn’t enough proof, but an outsider won’t fully understand most likely) it’s easy for people to either downplay the situation, defend mel, or stay neutral because they’ll most likely come to their own conclusions considering they don’t really see the FULL picture. it’d be easy for outsiders to possibly side with mel and believe her because maybe you haven’t gone into detail about how she is perhaps? i wouldn’t fully understand why people are so dismissive fully, but i will say, i feel like these call outs are more directed towards mel’s audience which ISN’T at all a bad thing, BUT that just kind of leaves outsiders in the dark which might make them dismissive

i get that you guys probably don’t care about people being dismissive and that’s valid because why give them the time of day, right? but, i personally feel like if a more detailed and broad explanation of all of this isn’t put out at some point, then it’s possible that this entire thing will slowly fade out which doesn’t sound good :( because notice how it’s mostly outsiders and people who don’t know mel too well who are either dismissive or neutral? and i most certainly don’t want to put bad ideas in you or anyone else’s heads, i only want to add a perspective that’s (possibly) new because it really frustrates me and feels unfair that this isn’t being taken seriously and as much as mel’s getting called out, it still feels like they’re getting away with shit to a certain degree and that’s not good at all, they’ve done sm and don’t deserve that satisfaction.

it’s most certainly frustrating and unfair to see this “side” continuously being dismissed, attacked, being treated dramatically, etc. when you all shouldn’t have to face all this especially when it’s been THIS long. and you shouldn’t be forced to just “let it go” because you all faced mistreatment, disrespect, and unfairness to some degree and you deserve to speak up for yourselves to use your voices, you most CERTAINLY deserve to be taken as seriously as possible.

i REALLY hope i don’t sound like one of those ignorant anons at all, because i see you all, i’m listening, i feel for you all, and i wish you all the best of luck and i know many others on your side feel the exact same. i just want to try and be helpful i guess? constructive criticism basically, that’s my intention at least. i want to be as supportive as possible and i want you to feel validated because you all deserve that and those are my intentions, so i’m incredibly sorry if it doesn’t come off that way (i don’t usually give criticism and i’m not really good at explaining things)

i hope you’re all doing very good as of recently and i hope better changes will come in the near future. i really hope you get more people who understand and that your stories will be spread more and more, because who wants a bad person to thrive and who wants their victims to suffer in silence??? honestly, even if people don’t take this seriously there’s no way anyone in their right mind could call mel innocent.

if you DO take this into consideration and would like me to elaborate a bit more on this “broader explanation” concept i can certainly try to explain because i do have a couple ideas, but if not, that’s alright, i hope it was at least a BIT helpful. you have ALL my support and i’m very sorry if i worded anything wrong or if this isn’t understandable

I completely get where you're coming from with it being a bit confusing for people that have never seen her before, I'd honestly be really open to hearing any advice on how I can better explain/format all of this for people that fall into that bracket because Im definitely used to people at least knowing a little about her whenever I talk about this stuff, So really do feel free to either send another ask elaborating on things or even personally messaging me about it if you see that as an easier option

I appreciate the concern and you taking your time to write all of this/offer your thoughts, and definitely get what you mean about people outside being rlly dismissive

🧡

[angelustful]

The brothers celebrating the holidays with Hispanic Mc’s family! [dateables version]

notes: sorry this took a bit long anon🥲but I got to finish it🫶🏽Thank you for requesting this anon, hope u have a great day/night! Sorry if this isn’t what you exactly wanted but hope you enjoy cariños! Part 2 with the dateables will come soon. Creds to my dear Emi @cosmiic-world who helped me write this and get motivation<3333

details: demon bros x Hispanic reader/Mc! This could be crack and fluff< 3

content warning: suggestive content, mentions of drinking, wine. Not eating a whole portion (?)

warning: English is not our first language so we’re sorry if this didn’t made sense or have spelling errors🥲🥲

requested by anon<3

Lucifer would definitely bring cerveza to the party once you told him that he and his brothers are going with you to celebrate with your family. He knows how big your family is so he brought a lot of cerveza (as he should💁🏽‍♀️) He would be defending your ass of your tías saying “Y el novio?” to you by being behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist saying “Pues, aquí estoy señora, cómo estás?” WHILE SMIRKING. Your tias would be so shocked that you got such a handsome man that they would probably try to flirt with him and laughing every time something comes out of his mouth and chismeando to your other tias about you guys😭😭Your dad would probably (or not) approve of him since he got cerveza and he takes care of you🤷🏽‍♀️though your dad will have a talk with you later about your relationship and why you didn’t tell him😭(praying for you que no te chingo🥲🙏) He would love the food your mom has cooked, the desserts, the BREAD, el pinche pan dulce that he loves so much. Your mom would tell him to take some for home and he would gladly do so. He loves watching you dance with your primos and stealing you from them to dance with him when a slow song comes up. He really likes how your family celebrates the holidays and how you enjoy it. He would make sure his brothers don’t cause chaos and show some respect for your family members. Basically, your family approves of him and want you to bring him over again anytime.

Mammon would fuck with them tbh, he would hang out with your primos and would talk with your dad about you and how you’re the best thing he could ever asked for. (He won’t tell you tho🥲🤫) He would be prepared, his outfit is just🤭😫y’all look like you guys are matching (you are) Another one who would defend your ass from your tias saying “Y el novio?” by kissing your cheek and smirking at your tias saying “Aquí estoy señorita!” and wrapping his arm around your shoulder. Your primos like him and your young tío would duck with him too. He would tell you to bring him again for them to talk more😭HE WOULD DANCE WITH YOU. Don’t tell me otherwise that he won’t cause he will. He would eat that shit up and would steal the spotlight with you both dancing sexily and roaming his hands around your body and y’all look like y’all in love (which y’all are🤭) that the tias would be on Facebook live and record y’all and your primas would hype y’all up or be jealous you got a man.😭Tú papa would be mad lmaoo.💁🏽‍♀️ He’d probably take you to a private corner for y’all to kiss and make out, leaving hickeys or sum, though you would get mad at him cause your outfit shows skin and you have to go to your room to get your makeup to cover up.🤦🏽‍♀️ He would love the food your family would be serving him. Your mom would convince your dad that Mammon is a good guy cause he likes her food😭 Anyways, he likes your family and would ask you if he can come with you every time you’re visiting them. Of course, your family doesn’t mind (not sure about your dad tho🙄)

Leviathan.. would be unsure of it first and awkward😭He won’t know what to do and just hang out with you, staying close to your hip. He’s not sure what to do with all this attention on him. He would probably not understand what your family is saying and would tell you to translate for him. He would speak a bit when he knows what they’re saying but he would be embarrassed about it cause..his Spanish is not that good..but he would probably use magic to make his accent and Spanish better than what he usually speaks it. He would probably hide in the corner playing with his phone unless you drag him everywhere you go. Though he sees your little primos hanging around and running, he would play with them, your little primos like him and would want to hang out with him more and your heart literally melts🥹🫶He would watch you dance with your family and would be embarrassed if you ask him to ask with you. If he doesn’t, then you can just be by his side and he would be so grateful cause he doesn��t like being alone🥲either way if he does accept, he would be a bit stiff but would try his best to dance well. For your sake, he would. He likes the food, he appreciates it and would ask for a second plate. He would probably not come again but if you want him to come, he would, just to see you smile and be happy.🫶🏽

Satan would vibe with it tbh, but he would prefer to be in a quiet place with you and him alone🤭😭Your family would probably call him a gringo because of his blonde hair and pale skin but once they know that he understands what they’re saying and spewing Spanish perfectly, they would regret every saying that word ever again. You see, he’s ANOTHER one who would defend your ass from your tias (basically all the brothers would🤷🏽‍♀️) and he would just kiss you in front of them and smirk, not saying anything to them. Not sure how your dad feels about it tho.🫢 He also wants to make a good impression on them so he tries to be respectful too. He would dance with you too🤭, would love being by your side and speaking with your primas and tias. He would probably get interviewed by your dad as he asked how he’s treating you. He would tell him everything and how you’re a sweetheart and someone so precious to him💁🏽‍♀️. Your dad would probably approve but not sure how to feel about you guys being together.

Asmodeus, he would hang out with them. He likes parties so he’s going.💁🏽‍♀️ He would understand what they’re saying a bit but not a lot either. *Sigh* Another one who would defend you from your tias, would get offended by them saying “Y el novio?” to you and he just pops out of nowhere and goes behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and leaning his head against your shoulder saying “Aquí estoy! Como están señoritas?” To be honest, he would probably flirt with them a a joke or something until you tell him to stop before they start bringing him to bed😭. Anyways, he loves the celebration, the food, THE DANCES, he would try his best to learn the dances you guys are doing so he could dance with you later on, either way he would just record and watch you dance. When it’s time for the food, he will probably not finish his whole plate but he likes the food, he just won’t eat the whole plate, leaving a little portion left🤷🏽‍♀️. Secretly brings demonus to the party to get himself drunk. 10/10 would want to come again but you’re thinking about it, your tias would like to see him very soon, your dad doesn’t know how to feel about him and your other family members just wish you all the best.

Beelzebub WOULD ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE FOOD. He loves your culture and the way you guys celebrate holidays and traditions. He especially enjoys the food y’all make. Though he doesn’t understand quite well what they’re talking about, you’ll translate for him but sometimes he can speak for himself. You know it, another one who would defend you from you know who to you know what they’re saying. The conversation would be funny tbh, and their surprise reactions would be worth it. Just your tias seeing him being talk as fuck, wrapping his arms around you basically almost covering you, his head literally touches the ceiling, he has to bend down slightly to go through the door😭. Your primas could be jealous tbh. Your primos would like to hang out with him and ask him how he got so tall. Your dad might be a bit intimidated but would interview about your relationship. Your mom is just proud of you🤷🏽‍♀️. Anyways, he would like to see you dance and having the time of your life with your family, he likes to see you happy so he enjoys seeing you smile at your primas/primos while dancing. When it’s time for dinner, you have to tell him to be careful to not eat the whole food, because your family would question him how he can eat all that without throwing up. Either way he loves the food and would ask for more to bring home. Your mom likes his company and would want to ensign him again, your dad doesn’t mind him, your tias would probably talk about him behind his back to you and your primos/primas or tíos would not mind his company either, they like him.

Belphegor wouldn’t mind, at first he wouldn’t want to come because it’s a party and he wants to take a nap but since you want him to go and it gets him a chance to spend more time with you, then he decided he will go. He would think it’s way to loud for him but either way he enjoys it. You know, another one who would defend you form your tias. The conversation would be like “Y el novio, ya tienes uno?” and he is just there behind you out of nowhere (like Asmodeus) and his head on your shoulder, eyes are droopy like he’s ready to fall asleep any minute and he would just like smile, not saying a word, but it’s making it obvious that he’s the boyfriend. He would try to be polite would probably try to charm your family. Him with your dad would be awkward tbh..he puts on a polite persona for your dad’s approval of him being your boyfriend. Again, he likes your culture and would love the food, he feels welcome and appreciates your mom’s politeness and would not hesitate to take the food back home when your mom asks him to. He would try to dance with you because he knows how much this means to you so he gives his wastes his whole energy for you. He emoji ya seeing you enjoying your time with him and after that’s over he would take you to a private place for you both to chill out and hang out with each other. Your mom likes him and wants him to come over again, your dad is neutral about him, your primos y primas don’t mind his company, your tias would make chisme about him to you or behind your back too😭. Either way, he enjoyed the party and if you asked him, he would come again:)

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Hi there!

I hope you’re doing well, i love your blog and i think you’re a very cool person.

I have a bit of a problem and i was hoping i could get some advice from you about it

So basically last year i had a really hard time at school due to my terrible mental health. I don’t want to go into too much detail but i just felt horrible and i struggled with some very bad thoughts

I asked to go to a psychologist, and i was allowed to go, but only a few times before my parents decided it was too expensive for me to keep going (i did tell them multiple times how bad i felt, but they didn’t take me seriously)

At the same time as that was going on, my sibling was also having a tough time, but they received more support from our parents than I ever did (this isn’t that relevant, but I just feel salty about it so i included it)

Now i feel a bit better, but i’m scared when the school year starts again i’ll start getting bad again. I know i have to start doing better at school because it’s my last year and i need to get into a good university. That’s why I desperately need to get myself together and just magically feel better.

But then again, getting better is kind of hard, and i don’t have much support with that - i’m still a minor, so i can’t go to a therapist without my parents’ permission, and i know they probably won’t let me go if i ask. I can’t talk to my parents about my mental health anymore after how they treated me when i talked to them about it last time, and i don’t have any other trusted adult to go to about this.

I do have my friends though, and while i am extremely grateful that they’re there for me, i am scared that it won’t be enough and that i’ll have another mental breakdown in a few months

Do you have any advice for me on how to cope with stuff? All i need is to get through the next year and then once i go to uni i can actually seek professional help. Until then, is there anything I could do to make myself feel better?

Thanks so much for your help and i’m sorry to dump this on you, i’m just getting a bit desperate

lots of love from a stranger on the internet 💗

Hi hon!

I'm so sorry that you're struggling with this.

So I think this time around you have a bit of an advantage, because you know the things that trigger you and you can be proactive. If you feel yourself getting depressed, use the positive coping skills you have. But also, make sure to use them before you need them. Plan for lots of time for self-care. It might feel like a waste, but you're preventing being in the space you were in before.

If you find yourself in a spot like you were before, there are a lot of online help centers that you can use- the people on these help lines are trained. They aren't professionals like therapists are, but they are trained in a crisis and they can be helpful in a pinch, especially if you know you can get better help in the future.

Also- keep that in mind. You have hope in the future. Make a countdown on your phone and remind yourself that things will get better.

Edited to add: someone wrote to remind me- schools have counselors! Wow, it really is summer, I completely forgot to add this. Does your school have a counselor you'd be comfortable talking to? They can be very helpful to vent to and to help you with coping skills and manage school stress!

You can do this, and I'm here of you need to talk! <3

Naming you support anon!

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Hi, I hope you're doing great !! I am sending this ask hoping to get PTSD-related advice. Also, I'd like to talk about the healing process rather than the trauma itself, so I won't describe it (I think trigger warnings are not necessary in that case ? Or maybe just the ones related to mental health- I'm not sure, sorry...)

So I've recently been diagnosed with PTSD (trauma happened 3 years ago). I know time heals all wounds but I'm still concerned : I see everyone getting progressively better, and it's been kind of the opposite for me...? Symptoms are increasing every day and I'm able to do less and less. I talked to others and they've confirmed that I am getting worse and there is very little progress, if any.

For the record, I've seen a therapist a couple times : he thinks my situation is concerning, but he said that he can't do anything more to help. I also practice self-care all on my own : I am bad at the exercices but I'm patient and understanding with myself. I also have boundaries i make clear for myself, and I have tried to communicate them to others too. I am trying to open up more and talk with my friends about everything (the trauma, how I feel, how they can help) because they insisted I should do that too

I guess what I want to ask is... what next ? I am doing everything that should be done- so why are things getting worse...? I'd be okay with no progress, but actively worsening ? What more am I supposed to do ? Is there something I am missing, some crucial step I forgot to take ? I am sorry if this is inappropriate or rude or triggering- I really don't want it to be, I am just hoping you have answers. I hope you have a good day

Hi anon,

I want to say that healing isn’t linear. It’s normal for stuff to go backwards sometimes.

I don’t know how to politely say this but I think you could use a new therapist if you’re still open to therapy. He doesn’t sound great for you. There is definitely more than can be done and if he’s saying he can’t, then he likely isn’t the therapist for you and can’t meet your needs.

I think a common misconception is that time heals all wounds. Time is a factor but we can’t just wait for the healing to happen. We have to actively do the work. And that takes time. But time itself does not usually heal the wounds.

I’m so glad you practice self care and it sounds like you have taken good steps. I do want to say that another myth is that “talking about it makes it better”. And while talking helps some people, for some people it can make it worse because they aren’t ready or it may just be neutral for them because that isn’t what they need. I definitely agree with telling people what you need and how they can help but it isn’t a rule that everyone must talk about their trauma to heal. I have known people pressured into sharing trauma details because “it helps” and it actually retraumatized them because they weren’t ready. If you are being pressured to talk about it but don’t feel ready, then please consider having boundaries about that too because that’s so valid.

This is from my website on a page about healing myths that I think explains what I’m trying to say a bit better.

“The best thing for people who were traumatized is to talk about it.” Traumatized people need to explore the memories and feel the feelings.

False. Talking about it can be a factor in acceptance and healing but this assumes that everyone responds to trauma and healing the same way. Sometimes people need more time to be ready to talk about trauma and forcing them to do it before they are ready can serve to re-traumatize them and make things worse. Some people might never be ready to talk about it. Some people are ready to talk about it, but it isn’t helpful to them and they don’t want to and that’s okay, too. Pushing the belief that traumatized people have to talk about stuff to heal creates an idea that there is some sort of rulebook to healing from trauma and there isn’t. It might push unrealistic expectations onto someone who then feels like they’re doing something wrong because they are not “healing” the right way. The truth is, there is no “right” and perfect way to heal. Everyone is different and what works for someone may not necessarily work for something else. At the end of the day, you should be asking someone dealing with trauma what they need and not telling them what they need.”

My long point here is that you aren’t failing because certain things aren’t working for you. You are a unique individual with unique needs.

If I were you, I’d take a look at the symptoms that are most distressing to me and start there in trying to manage them. If you want to write back in with what they are, I might be able to send some resources your way. But keep in mind, there is no one way and you might have to try a few different things.

Things aren’t hopeless even if they might seem this way. You aren’t beyond help or healing.

[luveline]

Hii it’s the anon you asked about maternity leave! I’m also british I just forgot for a moment that Steve isn’t LOL

based on what that other anon said what do you think reader and Steve’s experience/dynamic is when she takes leave/gets to the end of her pregnancy/gives birth??

So sorry for all this random questions and I’m sure you haven’t thought of this yet and I’m just confusing you lmao- it’s just one of my fav au and I like knowing alllll the little details haha

Hi anon! Im glad you saw it and it could answer your question!!!! Please don't be sorry for the question, you're right that i haven't thought about it but I don't mind thinking about it and discussing little details, it's fun

In KBD it's established that reader works and Steve is a stay at home father while he has children too young to go to school, and I've also had the reader express concern or insecurity that she doesn't think she would be able to do as Steve does and be a stay at home mom, but just cos she thinks that way doesn't necessarily mean its true! she loves her girls so much. I imagine that as she's off work and nearing the end of her pregnancy she would be super overwhelmed (because pregnancy is so difficult, especially with children around) but mothers are so strong and they're so capable, she would be her loving self as much as she could be. Steve would dote on her endlessly as he always does, and he'd be a perfect example of a good husband and father by just making it all as easy for her as possible! reader would have that mixture of wanting to help Steve out while she's home, and wanting to spend her free time with the girls, but also needing to take it easy and rest. I can imagine she spends a lot of time with Dove at these times cos I always say she's a mommy's girl, but I can imagine all of them wanting a piece of her too when shes home.

After the new baby arrives, whether that be the unnamed fourth or Dove or bethie, Steve is a mess of emotion for a few days at the least, and reader is absolutely shattered / exhausted, so it's something they really have to get through together. I'd think that Steve insists on letting her rest as often as she can because labour and child birth is often traumatic, but ultimately needing her help cos there's so many kids! And its different because she's home all hours of the day, but they're so busy taking care of the new baby that they might not really notice! When things settle down as much as possible is when things are really special. I think Steve would constantly be taking photos of everyone together like it's a holiday, and hed be generally a little happier in himself just having her home with him and getting to work as a team. Plus he can give her back some confidence in her ability to be an amazing mom, because being a working mom doesn't ever make you lesser, I think it's a really incredible thing (and of course the norm for so many!!) Things would be hard and stressful and they probably don't always get along but they're a couple that are just so in love with each other and the family that they've made that impatience is rare, and the love is just bursting from the seams!!

I hope that's somewhat the answer you were looking for lovely!

[lovebvni]

Hey sorry to bother you, and be warned this is a LONG ask, but you seem like a cool person and i want your help with a weird experience I just had.

today I was looking at photos of liminal spaces and weirdcore stuff because it's my current obsession, and I decided it would be fun to walk around in these places. So I laid down and meditated and did some Wim Hof breathing, and then I visualized myself walking around in a weirdcore-ish house. I really vividly remember everything, like the cracks in the walls and the really dirty floor. I was like "holy shit this is amazing I'm doing weirdcore in real life". I walked around some more, and I was just touching everything and using all of my senses, like I could hear the TV static and I could smell musty carpet and so on. But then, something really weird happened.

I heard a noise like a little kid crying, so I went over and found a little boy with a messed-up face hiding in a closet. He was clearly very upset, and I was confused. He told me his name was Keith and his parents abandoned him in this house, and I guess he was left behind and he died? Anyways so I helped him, and he showed me his toys and stuff, and he had a basket of beanie babies, except now they were all moldy. He showed me where his body was too. I'm not going to get into the details, but it was horrifying.

Then we went outside, and there were trees everywhere. Keith told me that now that I had found him, he was at peace, and then he said goodbye and disappeared into a glowing blur in the sky.

At that point i suddenly sat up, and I was back in my bedroom. Does anyone know what happened?? I'm overwhelmed rn and honestly kind of scared. I don't think I shifted, and I was definitely awake. Please give me some advice, I need someone to explain what the f just happened to me.

okay, first of all, wow.. i’m very shocked by this. i haven’t heard anything like this before and honestly my intuition isn’t clarifying if this was a dream or a shift — but the specific detail about his face being messed up makes me feel like it was some sort of lucid dream.

augh!! i wish i was able to help more and as for sure, but let’s interpret it both ways.

first of all, if it was a dream, this is something that is connecting to her you personally. keith could represent your inner child, or something or someone in your mind who you have been struggling with.

if your past was hard, if you feel abandoned by your parents, then the inner child thing would make the most sense. him showing you thinks that are old and moldy… and even his body… i feel like that represents the inability to let go of the past. molding usually means you don’t get to the root of the issue, and a dead body being left… well it wasn’t cleaned up and buried properly. it wasn’t a grave, it was (what seems to be) a murder sight.

but also the fact he was inside.. it reminds me of inside by bo burnham. “well well, look who’s inside again / went out to look for a reason to hide again / well well buddy you find out / so come out with your hands up we got you surrounded.”

it feels like he realized it was finally time to confront everything, so he brought you — someone he could trust or lean on— through his life to try and explain it. he was scared, but he needed it.

he wanted a friend, and you’re that friend for him. when saying one is "at peace" it usually means they have come to terms with their sadness or anger, they can let go fo it, it is no longer a burdnen or something that holds them back. it is simply something that happened in the past.

i also got the idea that this could have been somes sort of vision. so.. do with that what you will. with this being you shifting, that possiblty, it could say you are some sort of spiritual guide for someone. the previous interpretations apply. i hope this helps you, and if you have any other like... info? like even if its graphic, i would love to hear it so we can try to figure it out!

love u anon!