#we're going to nerd prom

[eighth-heroine]

you're no femme fatale

pairing: dean winchester x f!reader

CONTENT: use of y/n, dubcon (mission sequence), soft dom!reader, guided masturbation, light degradation (m!receiving), stripping, begging, scratching, hair pulling, handjob, exhibitionism if you squint

word count: 3.3k

a/n: anon request here! enjoy 🖤 honestly felt like i was scraping the bottom of the barrel to keep this interesting LOL hope it's what you wanted

"No. No way in hell I'm doing that," you said, throwing up your hands and backing away from the table, littered with piles of Sam's research.

"Aw, come on, Y/N," Sam protested. "You're the only one of us that could do it."

"I am not entertaining some dirty old man for this," you snapped, snatching up a museum scan of the artifact you were supposed to steal. "We'll find another way."

"If there was another way, I'd be asking you to do that," Sam said, furrowing his brow. "This is the path of least resistance. You get in his office, slip it into your dress while he's not looking, and we'll come get you after ten minutes. That's it."

You huffed a sigh and crossed your arms.

Just then, Dean returned from his fast food run, greasy paper bags in hand. "Hey, nerds," he greeted impishly. "Grub's on."

You rolled your eyes as he plopped the bags right in the middle of Sam's papers.

"So, what's the plan for tonight?" Dean asked, settling himself into a chair and unwrapping a double cheeseburger.

"You would know if you had stayed to help make it," you replied annoyedly.

Dean flicked his eyebrows. "No need to get testy."

Sam sighed, deciding to intervene before things got ugly. You and Dean weren't exactly known for getting along, tolerating each other just enough to get jobs done when you had to. This was mostly due to the fact that you thought Dean was a douchebag, and he just dished back whatever you threw at him.

"The best plan we've got so far is that Y/N seduces the guy," Sam explained.

Dean snorted, almost spitting out his too-large bite of burger. "I'm sorry what?"

"I figure we'll never be able to get in there during the event, since it'll be so locked down," Sam continued. "Our best bet is getting him to let one of us in."

"Have you seen her?" Dean asked, raising an eyebrow and giving you a once-over. "Not exactly the seducing type."

You looked down at your current outfit. Cargo pants and a mens t-shirt topped with a utility vest and a leather bomber jacket. He had a point, although not for the reasons he thought. You could dress up, you just chose to dress practically. More pockets for knives. No, you just weren't sure you'd be able to convince the man you wanted him. Seventy-something sleazebags weren't exactly high on your to-fuck list.

"For once, I agree with Dean." You tossed the photo back onto the table. "Can we think of something else, please?"

"Yeah, as much as I'd like to see her try and pretty up to get in some old dude's pants, there's gotta be a more surefire way," Dean said with his mouth full. "Cuz you're no femme fatale," he added pointedly.

You were getting a little annoyed at his jabs. "You don't think I can do it?" you asked, looking at him through narrowed eyes.

"Sister, I don't think you could seduce a virgin," Dean scoffed.

You turned to Sam, bristling. "That's it then. I'll do it."

"What?" Dean said loudly through his half-chewed bite.

Sam looked at you with concern. "Are you sure? Just because Dean-"

"I'm sure." You set your jaw confidently. "Let's go to the charity event."

"We're heading out to the car," Sam called through the bathroom door, where you were putting on the finishing touches to your makeup.

"Be right there," you called back, surveying yourself in the mirror. Not bad, you thought, considering the last time you put on this much makeup was prom night. You had tried to go for something an old man would like: a classic red lip and smoky eye that paired pretty well with the vintage-looking slinky black satin dress you'd found at the thrift store around the corner. It went down to your ankles, showing off your heels, and had a long slit that made its way up your leg to your hip.

You threw your coat on and hurried out the door, hopping into the backseat of the Impala. Sam glanced at you in the rearview mirror and raised his eyebrows appreciatively, but Dean didn't spare you a second glance. You were annoyed, since half the reason you were doing this was to prove him wrong, but there would be plenty of time to show off later.

As the Impala peeled out of the hotel parking lot, you took a deep swig from the flask you kept in your coat pocket. This better work.

Neither of the boys helped you out of the car when you arrived.

"Chivalry is dead," you announced after almost stumbling onto your face getting out. You tossed your coat back into the backseat, revealing your outfit to the two hunters.

Suddenly Sam was all-too-eager to offer you his arm, and the two of you headed inside, Dean close behind. You hadn't missed the way his eyes widened when you dropped your coat, so you swung your hips a little as you walked. That'll show him.

The plan worked better than you could have hoped. The sleazy old something-inaire led you to his office, hand wrapped around your waist as you clung to his arm, pretending to laugh at his stupid sexist old man jokes.

As he clicked the heavy oak door shut, you quickly scanned the room, trying to find the artifact you came for. There. On his desk. All you had to do was grab it, and-

The old man grabbed you by the hips, pulling you flush against his body. "Where were we, sweetheart?"

Insides roiling with disgust, you turned around and placed your hands on his chest, giving him the sweetest smile you could muster. "Right here," you said cattily, batting your eyelashes as you grabbed him by the lapels and led him backwards to the desk.

Here goes nothing, you thought, and pulled the old guy in for a kiss. Trying to ignore the way his tongue dug into your mouth, you felt around behind you for the artifact.

Got it. You quickly palmed the object and broke the kiss, looking up at the old man through your lashes. Now Sam or Dean was gonna bust down the door, claiming you as his missing drunk sister.

Aaaaany minute now.

The old man smiled wolfishly and you felt his hands creeping lower, lower, until he grabbed your ass firmly, jerking you closer to him and capturing your lips again.

Your heart hammered in your chest. This was not going how it was supposed to. You tried to wiggle away, but the guy was surprisingly strong for his age.

"Where you going, baby?" he asked, eyes glinting.

"I think I- I have to go," you said, aware that you were sounding a little panicked.

"You wanted this," he reminded you, giving your ass a tight squeeze. He swung you around and pushed you into the leather couch across from the desk. You tried to scramble up, but it was hard with your tight dress and the artifact still clutched in your hand, desperately being concealed, so the old man grabbed you easily by the hair, forcing you to stay down.

"Now why don't we put those pretty lips to use?"

The door swung open with a bang. The old man looked up, startled, releasing his death grip on your hair.

"There you are," came the fake-laughing voice of Dean.

"Who are you?" demanded the old man. "Get out of here!"

"Sorry man, this is my sister," Dean said, raising his hands apologetically. "She gets really hammered, acts like a slut. Gotta get her home." He helped you up, and you smiled and giggled, putting on the drunk-girl act.

Dean helped you hurry out of the room, the old man looking disappointed and angry at being cockblocked.

"Thanks," you whispered once you were down the hall and out of earshot. "What a creep."

"Please tell me you got it," Dean said darkly, weaving you through the crowd. You slipped the artifact into his suit pocket, giving it a pat for good measure.

"Didn't do that for nothing." You winked at him and pushed him away to walk the rest of the way to the car on your own two feet.

Dean stared after you, dumbfounded. He tried not to fixate on the way your hips swayed in that dress as you walked away proudly. God, that dress! It hugged your body perfectly, and Dean would be lying if he said he hadn't been eyeing you all night. His cock was semi-hard in his dress pants, an annoying reminder of just how much you'd proved him wrong.

"Come on, dickhead," you yelled out the back window of the Impala. Dean realized starkly that he had stopped in place thinking about your tits.

"Dammit," he muttered, hurrying around to the driver's seat.

The three of you piled into your hotel room to debrief from the mission. You assured the boys that you were alright from your creepy encounter with the old guy, and that stealing the artifact was worth it. The way Dean watched you raptly as you began to disrobe was not lost on you.

"I've dealt with worse in my time," you reminded them, shaking out your hair. "I'm a solo female hunter. Sleazy men hit on me literally wherever I go." You plopped down on the bed and pulled your stockings off one by one.

"As long as you're sure," Sam said, stretching and yawning. "I'm gonna head back over to our room to get some sleep. You coming, Dean?"

Dean snapped out of his fantasy. "Uh, no. I'll be there in a little bit. Gotta talk to her about something."

Sam raised an eyebrow. "Okay. Just don't bite each other's head off." And with that, he was gone.

You watched Dean from the shadows of the half-lit room. When he made no move to say anything, you did. "What do you need to talk about?" you asked, knowing full well. "Gonna say sorry cuz of how wrong you were?"

Dean flicked his eyes up to yours. Where had he been looking before?

He cleared his throat awkwardly. "Yeah. You did good."

You stood and sauntered over to where he sat in a straight-backed chair by the dresser. "But that's not all, is it?" You smirked at him and looked him up and down, gaze lingering on his crotch, where a tent had begun to form.

Dean covered his bulge with his hand and pressed down, growling. "You were a little too good."

"So, what? You stayed because you want me to help with that?" you teased, coming closer.

"Yeah," Dean said roughly, standing quickly.

"No," you said bluntly, taking him by the shoulder and pushing him back into the chair.

Dean grimaced. "Why? Please," he begged, face twisted in arousal.

You giggled. "Wow."

"What?" Dean snapped, eyes cracking open.

"Nothing," you said, smirking. "You could beg a little more, might help." You felt your own arousal start to pool in your panties.

"Please, Y/N." Dean looked up at you with wild eyes, squeezing his cock through his pants.

"Please what?" You cocked your head.

"Please... make me cum," he said finally, eyes dropping to your midriff, unwilling to hold your gaze.

You tilted his chin up so he would look at you again, feeling a certain sense of satisfaction that you had somehow reduced him to this begging, horny mess in the chair before you.

"All you had to do was ask," you said softly. You backed away and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Dean started to get up and follow you.

"No," you said, holding up a red-manicured finger. "Sit back down." You pointed.

Dean frowned but did as he was told. You smiled, delighted.

"You're having way too much fun with this," he grumbled.

"I'm sorry what was that?" you asked with a stern expression. "Do you want to cum or not?"

Dean's dick twitched in his pants. The way you bossed him around was really turning him on. "Nothing."

"That's what I thought." You twirled your hair thoughtfully. Dean whined impatiently.

"Tsk, tsk." You crossed your legs at an angle where he could almost see through the slit into your crotch. "Take your cock out."

Dean was all too happy to oblige, unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants faster than you could say desperate, hiking up his dress shirt in the process.

"Wait," you interrupted before he could go any further. "Why don't you unbutton your shirt, too. Wouldn't want to make a mess." You smirked.

"Okay," Dean agreed breathily, practically tearing the two sides of the shirt from each other, exposing his muscular torso. You had seen him shirtless before, but there was something about the way he was breathing, stomach rising and falling quickly as he panted, that turned you on when it wouldn't normally.

"Now you can take your dick out," you said. You held your breath a little as his cock came into view. He was fully hard now, and dripping. He squeezed the base, moaning.

"Now what?" he asked, eyes shut as he lightly stroked his cock with his fingertips.

"You need me to tell you how to jack off?" you asked meanly. To your surprise, Dean moaned loudly at that.

He began stroking his cock, slowly at first, building up speed as he could no longer contain himself. A near-constant string of quiet whimpers and moans fell from his lips. You took note of the way he swiped his thumb over his leaking slit, spreading it around to aid his fingers.

"Look at me," you instructed. You wanted to see that wild look in his eyes again, and were instantly rewarded as his eyes flew open to meet yours. His mouth fell open as he gasped when he saw you.

"Forget I was here?" you teased. Dean gulped and shook his head vehemently. His hand slowed, and he started tugging himself less frantically, holding eye contact with you intensely.

"Fuck," he whispered hoarsely. "You're so hot, wanna see you."

You smirked. "Only because you admitted it." You hiked up your skirt, spreading the slit open so he could see your black lace panties.

Dean devoured your skin with his eyes, rubbing the head of his cock in circles with his thumb.

You dropped the straps of your dress so that they hung loosely around your shoulders and ran your long nails across your collarbones, petting your shoulders. Then you took hold of the neckline and pulled it down, freeing your tits from the dress.

"Better than I imagined, baby," Dean groaned at the sight, as his hips bucked into his hand.

You took one of your breasts in your hand, squeezing it towards your chest. "You imagined?" you lilted, smiling.

"Been thinkin' about you all night," he admitted shamelessly. "How good your tits looked in that dress. How good- ngh- you looked walkin' away from me."

Your other hand started creeping into your skirt. "Thought I couldn't even seduce a virgin. What does that make you?"

Dean growled, jerking his cock faster. "I don't- fuck-"

"Maybe you're just a manwhore," you purred, hopping off the bed to approach him.

"Please," Dean gasped, tossing his head back. "I need you."

You scoffed. "I'm not that lacking in self-respect." You lightly scratched your fingernails down the side of his face. He leaned into your touch, groaning, hand stilling.

You leaned in to murmur in his ear. "No, you're gonna take care of this all... by... yourself." You laced your fingers into his short hair, scratching his scalp, and pulled his head back. He relaxed and his eyes fluttered closed at the feeling.

"So take care of it," you remind him harshly, giving his hair a hard tug before letting go. Dean raised his head hazily and began to stroke his dick again, gasping. It was angry red, practically begging for release, but Dean seemed determined to tease himself until he couldn't take it anymore, which you suspected would be soon.

You turned your back to him and unzipped your dress, letting it fall to the floor in a silken puddle. You heard Dean moan softly, sound of skin rubbing skin growing faster. You smiled to yourself as an idea occurred to you.

Against a backdrop of street lamplight coming through the window and lewd noises coming from Dean, you padded barefoot wearing only your underwear to the other side of the bed, where your pajamas lay folded neatly on the nightstand. You unfolded them and spread them out on the bed.

"What are you doing?" Dean asked hoarsely. "Don't- please stay- I need to see you," he whimpered finally.

You ignored him, as you had been planning to do, and put your pajamas on dramatically slowly to the soundtrack of Dean begging you to stop, stay naked, help him.

You turned back to him when you were finished and a rush of arousal hit you at the sight: Dean, cock in hand, sitting exactly where you had left him, sweaty and gasping and looking at you with a wild, desperate expression. You moaned softly in spite of yourself.

"Poor baby," you pout, rounding the bed to sit next to him again. "Haven't you come yet?"

Dean's hand was working overtime, forearm muscles flexing and rippling beneath his skin where his sleeve was rolled up.

"Can't," he breathed.

"You can't come?" You feigned surprise, even though you had known for several minutes that he was probably going to wait for your permission.

"Need you," Dean panted. "Can't do it- mm- without you."

"Sure you can," you said, running your nails down his chest. He shivered intensely.

Dean whimpered, face contorting in frustration. "I can't."

"What, I got you so turned on you can't even jack off without me?" you tease, fingertips stopping right above his happy trail.

"Please touch me."

"I am touching you," you reply smoothly, digging your fingers into his stomach.

Dean rolled his eyes, although you weren't sure if it was sass or pleasure. "Please," he insisted, whining.

"Useless." You replaced his hand with yours, gripping his cock tightly as you stroked it for him. "Can't even make yourself come without my help."

Dean went slack-jawed, head falling back once more. "Uh-huh," he moaned breathily. He ground his hips upwards, trying to find more pressure or friction or something but getting nothing but what you gave him.

"You're a useless whore, right?" you taunted. He would tell you if you went too far, right?

"Yes," Dean groaned loudly. You almost clapped your hand over his mouth, certain that Sam could hear through the walls.

"Shhh, be quiet baby," you said instead. You swiped your thumb over the head of his dick and he hissed, biting his lip. Your other hand went down to cup his balls, giving them a light squeeze.

Suddenly Dean's whole body tensed and his eyes flew open. "Shit- I'm so close, please," he panted. His abs flexed, indicating that he was telling the truth.

You increased the pressure on both hands slightly. "Go on then."

Dean let out a sound somewhere between a strangled gasp and a groan as he came, spurting over his stomach and your hands. You kept pumping, using his cum to aid your efforts, until he was begging you to stop between gasping breaths. Only then did you let go of him, admiring your handiwork.

One Dean Winchester (formerly unbelieving of your sexual prowess), spread over a chair, covered in cum, sweaty and panting and utterly fucked out.

"Thank you," he whispered weakly after a moment.

"Will you ever doubt me again?" you asked, smirking.

He rolled his head to the side to look at you. "No. Fuck, that was hot." Dean grinned. "Actually, I changed my mind. Maybe I should doubt you more often."

You rolled your eyes. "Whatever, Winchester. Clean up and go to bed."

Dean got out of the chair stiffly, winked at you, and went to do as he was told.

dividers by @cafekitsune and @saradika

[archangeldyke-all]

Sevika and reader’s daughter is getting ready to go prom and sevika gives her date a hard time

I absolutely love your work 💓💓💓💓💓

this is so fucking cute. UGH

men and minors dni

sevika cries the night before little fucker's prom. not in front of her, just in your arms that night, silently soaking your pajama shirt as she cries about your daughter growing up.

"she was a baby just yesterday!" she whines. you giggle and press a kiss to her head.

"she's growing up, honey." you say, tearing up too. sevika sniffles.

"oh god, what if she has sex tomorrow night?" she asks. you laugh.

"oh please, like you weren't juggling three girls by the time you were eighteen." you tease her. sevika groans.

"i know, i'm worried she's got my slutty tendencies!" you burst into laughter.

"she'll be fine. at least she can't get pregnant with her little girlfriend." you tease. sevika groans again.

"god, i don't trust that girl one bit." she mumbles. you laugh.

"sev, she's a sweet kid. she obviously adores our girl, you saw her promposal."

your daughter's date to the prom is a sweet, quiet girl, who 'promposed' to her with a big bouquet of her favorite flowers, a bag of her favorite fast food, and tickets to a movie she's been dying to see. she's got your stamp of approval. sevika's is gonna be a bit harder to earn.

sevika gasps in your arms suddenly.

"what?" you ask, panicked.

"fuck, babe, in five years we could be grandmas." she groans. you laugh.

"oh please, you'd love having another baby around."

"not yet!" she cries. "we're too young! she's too young!"

"she might not even want kids, sev."

sevika's silent for a minute, considering this. then, "she fucking better. if she doesn't have one soon, i'm getting you pregnant again. i want another baby." she says. you burst into laughter.

"i don't think that'll work babe, but you can try all you want." you offer, opening your legs around your wife. she grins, her tears gone, and she shoots up to kiss you.

"deal."

the next day, sevika cries on and off from the moment she wakes up.

as you help little fucker do her makeup, sevika stands in the corner sobbing.

as she helps little fucker curl her hair, sevika's tears keep falling onto her head.

when she slips into her suit-- sevika breaks down.

"oh fuck!" she cries, wrapping her arms around your daughter. she groans.

"ma, get her off of me! she's gonna ruin my suit!" your girl wails as she tries to wiggle out of sevika's grip. sevika doesn't let go, not until you pull her away by her ear.

"just wait until your wedding day, kid." you tease your girl. she rolls her eyes, and sevika whimpers.

"why would you say that?" sevika wails, a fresh round of tears bubbling up in her eyes. you laugh and kiss her tears away, and beside you, your little girl gags.

when her date arrives, all of sevika's tears disappear, a glare taking over her features.

the girl pulls up in a car and walks to the door with a bouquet of flowers in her shaky hands.

your daughter is vibrating with excitement as she answers the door and lets her girlfriend in, and it makes you a little emotional. they're so fucking cute.

her girlfriend tries her best. sevika doesn't make it easy.

"i'm so excited to finally meet you mrs. and m--"

"save it." sevika grunts. you elbow her and sevika elbows you back.

your daughter facepalms. "mom--"

"what're your intentions with my daughter tonight?" sevika asks. you bite your lip to keep from laughing at the cringes on your daughter and her girl's face.

"i-- uh-- d-dancing?" she asks. "w-we've got reservations at an italian place after, and there's an afterparty at--"

"afterparty!?" sevika exclaims. you snort and elbow her again.

"i already told you mom!" your daughter whines. "at robby's house-- you know, nerdy robby? robotics club captain?"

sevika's glare lessens, but doesn't dissappear. "nerds can get into just as much trouble as any--"

"sev." you cut her off, shooting her a glance. quit embarrassing our poor kid. you telepathically tell her. she glares at you.

it's my job to embarrass her, it gives her character. sevika's glare responds. you roll your eyes.

"can i get a few pictures of you kids before you go? you look so cute in your matching suit and dress." you say, distracting the teenagers from your wife's glare. your daughter's new beau nods so hard you think her head might fall off her neck. you laugh and guide them outside to pose in front of the flowers in the front garden.

as you snap pictures, sevika hovers over your shoulder the entire time.

your daughter grabs her girlfriends hand, and you can physically feel the way sevika cringes. when her girlfriend rests her hands around your daughter's waist, sevika has to look away. and when they kiss, sevika groans.

"okay! fuck, save it until you're married." she says. you snort.

"when did you become such a prude?" your daughter asks, glaring at sevika. sevika glares back.

"i've always been a prude. i've never had sex in my life. and you shouldn't either." she says. you laugh.

"i heard you and ma going at it this morning in the shower!" your daughter exclaims. you watch in amusement as her date blushes red as a tomato.

"okay!" you interrupt before the poor girl has a heart attack. "you two should get going." you say, walking your daughter and her date toward her car on the street.

her date sprints to the driver's side, slamming the door behind her, sufficiently terrified of sevika, and trying to get away as fast as possible. it makes you laugh.

you and sevika wrap your little fucker up in a big, tight hug before she can slip in the passenger's seat, pressing kiss after kiss to her hair. she giggles between the two of you.

"you guys are horrible." she complains. you laugh.

"hey, that's all mom. i've been a perfectly normal parent all evening--" you try to defend yourself. you're met with twin glares from your wife and daughter.

"you wanted me to!" sevika accuses.

"you barely stopped her!" your daughter shouts.

you laugh. "both of those statements are false!"

your kid groans, and sevika kisses her forehead again.

"call us if you need a ride. i don't care what time it is or where you are-- we'll come get you. and your little girlfriend too." she says.

"i know, mom." little fucker groans.

"and don't drink anything you didn't make yourself!" you say. she rolls her eyes.

"there's not even gonna be alc--"

"here." sevika interrupts her, shoving a dental dam, mini bottle of lube, and a condom into her suit's breast pocket. your daughter scoffs.

"oh, so you're suddenly all 'sex positive' again." she says. sevika shrugs.

"i don't want you having any sex until i'm dead and buried, but if you're gonna do it while i'm still alive, make sure it's safe." she says. your kid groans.

"i know, i know." she grumbles.

"take this." you say, handing her a folded wad of cash. "pay for her dinner tonight-- as an apology for our behavior."

your kid grins. "thanks, ma."

you hug her again, pressing kiss after kiss to her head. you're so distracted by loving on your daughter, that neither of you notice when sevika disentangles herself from your group hug to walk around the car and tap on the driver's side window.

"y-yes miss?" your daughter's date asks wearily as she rolls the window down. sevika glares down at her.

"you take care of her." she says. your daughter looks up from where she'd buried her face against your shoulder to watch their interaction in horror.

"yes ma'am."

"drive the limit. if you drink, or smoke, or do anything-- don't you dare get behind the wheel, you hear me?" she asks. the poor girl nods again.

"y--"

"take this." sevika says, handing the girl another dental dam, condom, and mini bottle of lube. you chuckle, your daughter groans, and her girlfriend's eyes nearly pop out of her head.

"this is so humiliating." your kid mumbles. you giggle.

"hey-- if she sticks around after this, then you know she's a keeper." you tease. your girl snorts.

"mom leave her alone!" she calls.

"you gotta pen?" sevika asks. you watch as the girl scrambles for a pen and paper, handing it to your wife. sevika scrawls something onto the paper, then hands it back. "my number. call if you need anything." she says. the girl gulps and nods.

"oh my god." your kid groans. "she's gonna dump me after this."

you laugh. "no she's not." you say. "when she wasn't cowering in fear 'cause of your mom, the only thing she was looking at this entire time was you. i think you've got her hooked, honey." you say. little fucker melts, a shy smile creeping up her face.

"yeah." she says dreamily. you press a solid kiss to her head, and hug her one more time.

"be safe. but have some fun, yeah?" you ask. she nods at you. "and tell your girl we're really sorry. mom won't always be like this-- it's just how she shows she cares."

"i know."

sevika comes back to wrap your girl in a hug, kissing her again.

"love you, kid." she says.

"love you too." she says, squished between the two of you.

when she finally worms her way out of your arms, she hops into the car and leans over the console to press a kiss to her girlfriend's cheek. you grin at the way the girl's look of horror quickly melts, a shy smile taking its place.

"bye!" you call as the car starts up, waving at the girls.

as soon as the car turns the corner, sevika's crying again.

"fuck! she's gonna be in college soon-- what are we gonna do without her annoying ass bothering us all the time?" she asks, crying into your shoulder. you laugh, pressing a kiss to her scalp.

"i've got a few ideas." you say, trailing your hands down to grab your wife's ass. her crying ceases, and she looks up from your shoulder with a cocky smirk.

"oh yeah?" she asks. you giggle and shrug.

"when's the last time we fucked on the couch? or the counter?" you ask. sevika grins, then ducks down to hoist you over her shoulder, running back into the house.

you squeal and laugh the entire way.

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[pawpunkao3]

Yknow what since we're doing discourse on Irredeemable Teens I wanna share with yall some thoughts on Penelope Everpetal

Penelope is a wild magic sorcerer. It seems so random. With a name like Everpetal, wouldn't you expect her to have something more elegant, like divine soul sorcery? Storm sorcery, like her best friend Sam? Hell, even draconic sorcery has a certain villainous finesse to it, especially considering that she's working with a dragon. But instead, she gets wild magic. The subclass that new players get told to avoid because half of its features nerf your character. The subclass that has a 0.1% chance of killing you and everyone in a 20ft radius every time you cast a spell.

People like to joke that sorcerers don't work for their magic---I mean, they call the sorcery teacher "just a guy who hangs out with students and talks about how cool their powers are". But that's ignoring the other side of magic---not power, but control. While wizards and bards fought to learn to cast even basic spells, Penelope struggled to reel in her magic. It was a battle that nobody saw, and when she lost it, it would end up humiliating at best, and devastating at worst. Combine that with the fact that she seems spoiled and entitled---maybe the type of person to believe being born with magic made her better than other casters---and it's easy to see the conflict. Her sorcery should have made her glamorous, desirable. Instead, it only burdened her.

Maybe that's why Kalvaxus picked her as his future prom queen.

I imagine he found her in her freshman year. She'd had a surge in class and grown a big beard of blue feathers---not cute. Not pretty. Humiliating. So there she was, behind the school, sobbing and tearing them out in big bloody fistfuls and muttering about how she was going to kill everyone who ever laughed at her because she was the best most powerful sorceress ever, and, well. Kalvaxus normally wouldn't care about some idiot student being sad, but something about her fury intrigued him. It seemed...exploitable.

So he blew a puff of smoke her way and made her sneeze the rest of the feathers out. Told her she was right---she WAS better for being a sorceress, and it wasn't fair that people made fun of her for something she couldn't control. Penelope wouldn't have noticed the contradiction. She was only fourteen, and more than a little dehydrated. All she wanted was for someone to hear her problems and not laugh, and he did just that.

And so Vice Principal Goldenhoard became her special friend (don't tell mom and dad---they wouldn't understand that he really was just her friend, you know SOME teachers would be using her confidence for nefarious purposes. Not him, though. Never him). If she had a bad surge and Sam was busy, he would even let her eat lunch in his office. He made a confession: he wasn't a dragonborn. He was a true dragon, kept in this form by a wicked curse. She agreed that Aguefort was evil for trapping him. He should be principal, really. Maybe (when he suggested it) he should even rule the world.

As Penelope grew older, she and Kalvaxus made an agreement---she would help him rise to power, and he would make sure nobody mocked her and her friends ever again. He introduced her to some new friends---one of the paladin students, a party girl from Hudol, a warlock with a cool car. She started campaigning for prom queen. But there was one little thing: for the plan to work, he needed sacrifices. Nobody important---that stuck-up nerd from the library, the cringy horse girl who made everyone so embarrassed (she forgot how bad it felt to be in her place whenever she surged), a bossy jock. Kalvaxus had her pick out the next one---an annoying activist type, someone nobody really liked, someone who she might even be able to convince to give up her life for the "greater good". Kalvaxus was so proud. They took that brash cleric without a hitch, but it was harder to get her to budge on her best friend. Suddenly her good friend Kalvaxus turned scary---she couldn't back out now. She'd already helped kidnap five girls. Did she want him to turn her in? Besides, when she was queen, everyone would want to be her friend. Who is she to question him when he tells her to sacrifice this one?

Penelope didn't protest when Kalvaxus picked a random freshman as the last sacrifice. She'd already done the worst thing anyone could do.

By the time the Bad Kids charged into that gym, she was too far gone. She'd steeped too long in Kalvaxus's lies for the stain to come out. She genuinely believed that being herself gave her the right to be queen. She'd sacrificed so much for it, after all. Maybe eventually she realized she wasn't going to win. But hey, she came this far. Might as well go down swinging.

[pr-wlrrr42]

Analyzing things in ATSV part one

Okay so I have to be absolutely insane about Ganke for a bit, so this will probably take up several posts because screenshots/videos galore.... ermmmmm....

HAVE FUN (will edit and update as needed)

I'm going to start off by analyzing this piece of concept art

Taking a look at Ganke's tapestry on his wall, that absolutely looks like the CS:GO logo, just flipped and without the text. Ex:

Taking a look at more things on the walls as well:

1) who is doing this math. Is it Ganke? Is it Miles? Is it both of them? I like to think that is is Ganke writing things down and then coming back to them later, or, maybe Miles writes things down and Ganke corrects them/adds stuff.

2) I'm pretty sure that says deadly twins. Is this a game? Movie? A play on words? Makes me think of seven deadly sins, but I'm not too knowledgeable in the world of entertainment.

3) (not the jet) is this a schedule? Lunch schedule, perhaps? It's on the bulletin board in the final cut of their dorm as well, just redesigned. Has to be something school event related. It says "Spring 2023 Brooklyn ________ Academy." I can't make out the middle word.

4) I just like the little spider included in the drawing :3 Miles FOSHO draws all over the whiteboard all the time. I love it.

5) I love love LOVE the stickers he put on the drawers, and I'm guessing there also from video games, but again, not good with logos. If anyone knows though please tell me and I will put it on here.

6) I think it's neat that they have a poster of a bunch of cassette tapes on the door. That was definitely Miles's doing, as well as the record player that i found in there (it's his way of honoring Aaron.)

7) Peep the No Expectations drawing on Miles's side of the bunk. I love the little Easter eggs all over. This is so special to me. Makes me think of the Chekhov's gun principal that they did with the Spider in ITSV and are continuing in Across.

8) Ohhhhh so he's a soccer guy. I wonder if he likes the sport, players, or had played it himself. Maybe that's why he got buff, bit I doubt it (BRING ME BACK LOSER NERD CHUB GANKE)

9) Taking a look at the photographs that Ganke has and comparing them to what I could find in the final product. Ganke has a camera on his desk, so obviously he takes all of these himself, but we will get to that later.

10) This looks like a picture of himself to me. Self portrait. Look at that blurred out smile. It's either him, or one of his parents, but I'm guessing it's of himself. Did someone take that for him, or did he take it? Maybe it was Miles.

11) might again be a stretch, but it looks almost like two people leaning against each other. Headcanon that Ganke is just like Lilo and takes pictures of random people interacting for funsies (reminds me of them Gwen & Miles leaned on each other on the building but I have HIGH doubts it is that)

12) ..Again, just bullshitting here. But this reminds me of the scene from ITSV where Gwen and Miles first were introduced to each other. Could he totally off, but there were a lot of kids in the background that resembled and could have been Ganke. Who knows what that kid does in his free time. (I bet he has a lot of photos of Miles that he doesn't know about...)

13) i don't have any idea of what this could be but uhh.... we're open to discussion. Train???

14) Looks like a party. A school dance perhaps? Winter formal? Homecoming? Something. Reminds me of the Prom scene in Gwen's universe.

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I absolutely love all the stuff they have in their dorm room for food. Those sillies!! Look at them! Eating dinner together! Fully equipped! Who owns this shit! Banking on Ganke owning most of it because like... just look at his fucking setup.

15) Here's that record player I was talking about!!!! I wonder if it's a brand new one of something Miles got when they went through Aaron's stuff after he died...

16) Coffee machine even though Ganke drinks like 7 energy drinks a day (this boys' coffee addiction is.... wow. Also personally I feel like Miles wouldn't really be too fond of coffee. Imagine if the caffeine messed with his venom strike and caused him to chock everything and himself a billion times lmao)

17) what is this???? Is this some kind of like.... portable burner, or something?????? So they can boil water/use a pan??????? If anybody knows it would be GREATLY appreciated.

18) We've seen the air fryer/rice cooker with googly eyes and I love that... oh, I bet that was Miles's doing. Maybe as a prank or a joke to mess with Ganke and they kept it. There's so much personality here.

19) ignoring the condiments for a moment- THEY AHVE A MINIFRIDGE???? DO THEY EVER NEED TO LEAVE THEIR DORM, ACTUALLY????? It almost looks like it has sparkling/seltzer water in it but.. gross. They really decked this place out, huh.

20) and in ITSV there's a microwave too. Everything to fuel Ganke's crippling chronically online illness.

21) SPRAY CANS!!!! Oh how wonderful. These are hidden/scattered throughout their finished dorm, too. I love that. I wonder if Ganke and Miles ever become delinquents and go off to graffiti stuff. (However, I don't see Ganke as being very artistic when it comes to things like that, so maybe he just tags along with Miles and acts as lookout.

22) FIDGET spinner!!!!!!! Oh boy. Oh boy. I know that these were a big thing a couple years back, but please consider... Audhd Ganke.... thank you.

23) is this an alarm clock? Radio???? Why do they need another source for music when they have like... three.. seperate ways.... okay.

24) You cannot convince me that this isn't Yoda. Or at least a similar character.. but I'm banking on Yoda. WHY DID THEY CHANGE SO MUCH STUFF THERE WAS SO MUCH PERSONALITY HEREEEEEEER

25) look at this slanted ass bowl. This supports something I will talk about later, but keep him in mind.

26) SKATEBOARD! Does Ganke skateboard??? Oh man. Oh boy. It's Canon because I said so. Skateboary Ganke!! You think he goes somewhere with Miles just to show off the tricks that he knows. I do. It's also his because it's leaning on his bed and there is a pretty clear separation of whose side of the room is whose.

27) Here is laptop #1

28) BIGASS speakers they deafen EVERYONE when they start playing music.

29) HIS FUCKING PC??? BROTHER, WHY DOES HE HAVE THAT EXPENSIVE ASS PIECE OF EQUIPMENT IN HIS DORM ROOM. WHAT DOES HE HAVE AT HOME?????? Bros got eh curved screen and everyrhing. Also is he making MUSIC. Ganke in his producer era (what genre do you think he makes?) Also, not pictured, but he has a Webcam, too. StreamerGanke....

30) HERES THAT CAMERA I MENTUONED EARLIER!!!! He has hobbies other than gaming like... photographing Miles.. and......... taking.. pictures of Miles..

31) is this some kind of console, maybe? We see him playing the Spider-Man 2 game, which is playable on both PC and Playstation, but I'm pretty sure it's confirmed that Ganke is, in fact, playing it on his ps5 (do not quote me on this that is what Google has told me...)

32) his professional-ass microphone.... pray that nobody ever finds out the kind of LOOT you have, Lee, or you will be robbed blind. (Not sure if this is still kept in the finished version, I'll have to check) ((also the stuff on his bulletin board? Brother.... broski you live with him.. you don't need to have him beside you on the daily))

33) This looks like an IPad to me, but I could br wrong. Also, he's watching Miles on it!!! COME ON. I know Spider-Man is his favorite superhero and all.. but come on, this is "person-who-has-crush-behavior" and I don't think that's too wild of me to say...

34) look at him with his little soundboard!! In the final version it ends up looking more like a keyboard than what it does right now, but he obviously makes music on the side as well. He's so dear to me.

35) This little drawer pulls out on his desk!! Where he stops his billionth keyboard and mouse. (In another angle of their dorm, in ITSV, their is a random unused keyboard propped up against the wall)

36) ANOTHER FUCKING LAPTOP. Bro has one for his games, one for school, one for talking to his online friends, and one for coding stg /hyperbolic

37) Here is the console for his computer. Simply that. Just astounding to me.

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Just look at how much mire comfortable they are with each other now versus ITSV!!!!!! Good friends, good match, good sillies. The only thing I DONT like is the inconsistencies of the room... but perhaps they got a different dorm room this year and still chose to bed down together. Historians will just call them best friends.. rommates... anything but lovers.

Oh you thought I was done?

No.

No, I have one more thing to say.

One more tiny, tiny detail I fished out while studying their room.

Are you ready?

In the concept art.

Underneath Ganke's desk.

Is a bag.

And what's on that bag?

Some pins.

Oh but what's that?

That yellow one??

Is that the intersex flag?

Is that another game logo that I'm too uncultured to understand, is that just a coincidence, or, is Ganke intersex?

I don't know enough about people that are intersex to get into it, but.. Has anybody else noticed this?

I can't find it in the finished version... but. But guys. Guys.

Please tell me your thoughts on this.

I'm going to analyze that scene in ITSV with the hyperlapse of Miles sleeping and Ganke.. dicking off all night next. Might not be tomorrow but it will happen.

Edit:

I gave Ganke longer hair because he looks bald without it. THATS ALL BYE

Part 1.5

[stardustmuncher]

get to know me!!

okay, wow. guess who has not expected their art to get any attention at all, let alone even incoming requests for art. i apologize if i haven't done ur request yet btw, i've been awfully busy!

however, since i am getting traction and my bday is today (yippi to me, even tho my age is now much too serious) i think its appropriate for me to do a bit of an introduction post..

so without further ado, i present t you...

ME!

hello!! my name is aj, aka stardustmuncher we're being all official with name tags and stuff

i'm bi and use any pronouns! like, fr, any pronouns. get creative guys.

i like to think of myself as somewhat of an artist. i wanna study animation one day, so that's pretty cool i guess.

i'm american, not proudly but i'm still surviving.

also, i'm a total band kid. i'm apart of my school's percussion ensemble, which is neat. it's pretty cool, i suppose.

some of my other hobbies include:

attending drama club like the nerd i am

writing for my school paper

listening to music

sleeping a bunch

hanging out with my friends and being idiots

baking

fashion. (i'm a huge fashion nerd..)

i'm an artist, sure. which means i'm in a lot of communities, i guess. my fandoms consist of:

the owl house (proudly a goldric shipper)

gravity falls

five nights at freddy's

mouthwashing

sally face

don't hug me i'm scared

hamilton

heathers the musical

mean girls

class of 09

helluva boss/hazbin hotel

the spiderverse series

nimona

miraculous

tim burton films

the amazing digital circus

i also LOVE my music, like a bunch.

some of my favorite artists are:

tv girl

chappell roan

olivia rodrigo

mitski

the moldy peaches

tyler the creator

lil peep

dazey and the scouts

laufey

adrienne lenker

pinkpanthersss

madilyn mei

now... my favorite songs.

anyone else but you by the moldy peaches

do the act like you've never met me by tv girl

nuts by lil peep

prom queen by beach bunny

kiss her you fool by kids that fly

break it off by pinkpanthersss

before he cheats by carrie underwood

good luck babe by chappell roan

hot to go by chappell roan

not allowed by tv girl

hate yourself by tv girl

now.. just some fun facts abt me!!

for no particular reason, i am cross-eyed. like i js came out this way idk??

i wear the same barbie pants like every other week. i love these pants.

honestly i prefer chocolate over fruity flavors, they're js better

always looking for more music recommendations, hmu if you got smth good

dms are always open if you need to vent :D or if you just want someone to yap ur interests to, either way

also art requests r always open. i will draw it like one day or smth but ive been busy.. maybe this next week ill draw again

big stuffed animal fan, i sleep with the same three everynight

i have a guinea pig named amity, yes after the toh character

i also have a fish named mr blubs

and two dogs and two cats, i love my pets so much

also i love queer stuff, im way too easy to queerbait i fear

always open to friends and mutuals, just ask!! <3

some of my fav youtubers r louis mcclung, chadchad, drama mama/benoftheweek, drama kween and heather grayce

thanks for reading this total yap session, hopes this helps the people of the tumblr site to know who i am!!

much love,

aj (stardustmuncher) !!

[idk-man-to-me-its-still-2019]

Headcannons for Simon Seville ships because I did one for Alvin and am working on one for Theodore :)

Simonette my beloved

- Hate the paparazzi and always try to avoid them at all costs

- Both are very private people but will post together for each other's birthdays

- Hate PDA, the most they'll do in public is hold hands and sometimes hug

- Temple & hand kisses mean more to them than kisses on the lips

- Turn into house nurses when the other is sick (even if it's a slight cough)

- Whenever Jeanette makes tea she makes two cups, one for her and one for Simon

- Simon prefers tea but will drink coffee to stay up and finish projects, Jeanete knowing this will sometimes give him decaf so he doesn't stay up fot too long

- Simon buys her crystals since she's into astrology

- Jeanette will buy books she knows Simon would like

- Every so often they'll both read the same book to talk about it, like a private book club

- Valentines Day means pretty much a regular day with some small meaningful gifts and homemade candlelit dinner (because restaurants are so expensive on that day, they often make dinner together)

- Share clothes (mostly jackets) and always return them

- Both are very careful defensive drivers, Simon won't go a single mph over the speed limit, Jeanette will stop to let animals and worms cross the road

- Simon: So sorry to bother but huh, we actually asked for no pickles.

Jeanette: We're so sorry to bother, really.

- Simon calls Jeanette "darling", "dear", "sweetheart", "dear heart" & "mon coeur"

- Jeanette calls Simon "honey", "sweetie", "dear" & "Simo" (pronounced See-moh)

Brimon yes ofc

- Simon "introverted gentle giant nerd" & Brittany "prom queen social butterfly" are always stalked by the paps and the couple always try to loose them

- Once Brittany threw her shoe at a camara for zooming in on them

- Simon is very gentle and patient with drunk Brittany

- Brittany lives to make Simon blush and fluster

- Brittany can't drive for the life of her but is very impatient when Simon is driving because he's so slow (Simon: Brittany it's the law!

Brittany: Simon we are late!

Simon, under his breath: And who's fault is that...)

- Spend Valentines Day pampering each other

- Brittany sometimes takes Simon's glasses and tries them on, then jokes about how blind he is

- Simon loves to see Brittany with her hair down, literally can't say no to her when she lets her strawberry blonde loose

- Brittany never returns Simon's shirts/hoodies but he doesn't mind

- Brittany will sometimes call Simon and ask him if he wants another book because she's at the store near the book isle

- Simon buys jewelry and shoes for Brittany

- Brittany has forced him into wearing matching outfits and has made him wear pink during a concert once (the tabloids went crazy after that one)

- One time during a concert she got cold and Simon lended her his jacket (the tabloids loved that one)

- Brittany: Hey! You imbecile! He asked for NO pickles!

Simon: Brittany it's fine -

Brittany: Does this look like no pickles to you?!

Simon, under his breath: Britt nooooo...

- Simon calls Brittany "darling", "dear", "ma chérie" & "Bri"

- Brittany calls Simon "babe", "handsome", "cherry" & "Simba" (Simba began as a joke)(cherry is her way of matching his ma chérie)

Simonor (does anyone actually ship them?)

- Eleanor isn't too fond of the paparazzi and as such always tries to loose them and confuse them

- Eleanor likes physical touch but will avoid it in public since she knows Simon doesn't like PDA

- Simon will search everything about Ellie's favorite sports to talk to her about it and understand the games She makes him watch with her

- Once went as beauty and the beast for Halloween

- Eleanor likes mending clothes, and when she mends Simon's she usually leaves a heart on that spot

- She will either bake things just for him or make a slighty bigger batch so there's some left for him to take

- Valentines Day is spent alone with one another and Eleanor always bakes a cake for it

- Simon sends carefully crafted, well written, grammatically correct texts and Eleanor always text in lowercase (even names) with the most random abreviations and most god awful mistakes because she refuses to enable the autocorret much to Simon's annoyance

- Both of them find the height difference hilarious

- Eleanor will sometimes make the "how's the weather up there?" joke or say something like "sorry, can't hear you from down here"

- Simon has to forcibly stop Eleanor from flipping people off

- He's been teaching Eleanor to speak other languages

- Simon has forbidden Eleanor from driving because of her terrible road rage (it legitimately scares him)

- Eleanor: Do you even understand, do you even know what 'no pickles' means?!

Simon: It's an honest mistake and-

Eleanor, ignoring: Because he clearly asked for no pickles, and you gave him extra!!!

Simon, hiding under his hoodie's hood: *exaspherated sigh*

- Simon calls Eleanor "sweetheart", "darling", "mon amour" & "Nore"

- Eleanor calls Simon "hightower", "charming" & "Sissy"

Next and final one will be posted in a few days (I hope) when I finish drawing it. Also this is a fun exercice to train drawing clothes and specifically each of the Chipmunks & Chipettes styles.

[loveislandthegame]

thoughts on todays volume ! the summer nightmare is finally over 🎉

of course, i chose to couple up ruby. reid and kane are unceremoniously dumped (FB didn't bother sending us to the front door to say goodbye lmao) we're finally free from the sad glances, the "so-and-so is absolutely devastated as you flirt with ruby, despite the fact you have been doing so for the entire season."

(i originally wrote that i was surprised dominic didn’t walk, but from what i've seen on reddit, it seems like he actually does if you choose OG LI. i guess he got lumped in with that thing where if you couple up with a girl, your rival doesn't get dumped)

next up is the final date ! apologies in advance, considering the million other problems with this season i know this is very petty to complain about…yacht ?! that is a pirate ship ! they got us searching for the One Piece as a final date 😭

i like the cave background for the gem scene though, it’s pretty !

and this scene was made for me, thee ocean nerd 🌊 (i chose limpet because shark wasn’t an option 😭)

next up is prom ! when i tell you i almost yelled when i saw the suggested dress 😭 it’s not that i think it’s ugly. i can't wait to see other ppl's MCs in it...my problem is that i was going for a MC that’s as goth as the game will let you possibly be. seeing her in that gave the same energy as allison’s makeover in the breakfast club

unfortunately there’s no suit. in fact, the only outfit that's not a dress appears to be fashion nova mummy bandages. the purple dress is fine, and i loved the black dress. i usually keep the same hair the whole season but i decided to switch it up

FB gave up on the “female LI leaving the room so our outfits would be a surprise” thing here, which is very weird because they literally just had her do that for the final date, where we wore the same swimwear as always 😭 whatever, i think ruby’s dress is very cute (i think they could've gone with something more boho, but i still like it)

up next is some dancing, and then you have the opportunity to waste gems on playing some game. the only way i could see it being "worth it" is that sonya apologises to MC, but if she's already left the villa for the majority of players, then there's no point lmfao

with maisie wearing a white (more of a cream but you get the point) dress for prom, and all the talk about kenzo’s "big plan," i was like “if this man proposes to her im putting down the phone” ... apparently i'm cursed with apollo's gift of prophecy

i know you fucking lying—

i'm not surprised about there being a proposal, i figured this would happen with all the weird wedding shit in the last volume. however, up until the dress & weird focus on kenzo i mentioned above, i thought it would be jace and esme. it still would’ve been ridiculous, but it would’ve made more sense with them. kenzo and maisie have barely known eachother for a week ! what do they have in common, besides the fact that their casa partners ain't shit ?

i chose the diamond option just to get away from that mess, only to realise i got myself into yet another LITG finale treasure hunt. thankfully, it's pretty brief. my MC got a candle, because that’s what i chose for an anniversary gift in the love in the fast lane challenge.

we drop our i love you’s, aww

i’ve lost count on the amount of times we’ve had the opportunity to “go all the way” in this volume lmao

next up are the final declarations ! it ended up being underwhelming af, but at least we’re girlfriends now (i don’t think anybody cares about what happens with dominic and sonya, but for those who are curious, they agree to just be friends)

our LI asks us to pay 29 gems to go to paris ?! mon dieu ! (i wish i kept track of diamond scene totals, it felt like this volume reached a thousand)

finale time, we won !🎉 jin’s the host. he mentions his wife that he met in the villa, which is cute if you romanced him but my s8 MC is with claudia (i don't even know who he'd be with then, sienna ?😭)

love or money time, i picked love, of course. honestly i’m curious what happens if you chose money and you also bought the “going to paris after the show” diamond scene, but i'm too lazy to replay this episode to check

if you bought that scene, you get a little epilogue in paris. we have to split one pain au chocolat despite having £50,000...we also talk about meeting ruby's loved ones, which reminded me that this finale didn't even have a family phone call this time around (i guess FB gave up after all the LI parent inconsistencies in winning hearts lol)

all that this season "filled my world with" was "doubt that i'll even bother playing the next one" lmao ... speaking of the next season, i was surprised that i didn't see a giant advertisement when i first opened the app

overall, this ending wasn’t as much of a disaster as it could’ve been. with that being said, this season is complete garbage and this ending was absolutely rushed. why on earth are the final recoupling and the finale happening one in-game day apart ?? not to mention that kenzo proposing was deeply unserious, i have no idea why FB even included that (apparently this proposal can happen with ruby and reid ? which makes even less sense) i’m just glad it wasn’t dragged out

[wildkrattsvillainsvlog]

how long have you guys known each other?

Zach: Well, I'll start this off. I've known Donita and Gourmand since college. After Donita's fashion line became top on the charts, she invited me over to her mansion. That's when I met Dabio. I've known Paisley since childhood since we're cousins. I met Rex around the same time I met Dabio.

Donita: Darling, I've known Zach since college. However, I've known Gourmand since high school when we took Fine Arts together. When my fashion line became top on the charts, I put an ad out for an assistant. I got many great men and women lined up to work with me, but Dabio showed the most potential. I only met Paisley and Rex a few months back when Zach held a meeting to welcome her.

Dabio: I've known Donita for about fourteen years now. She chose me to work for her over every other applicant to be her assistant. I barely met the others after Zach held that Christmas meeting. Same story with when I met Paisley Paver and Rex.

Gourmand: That's easy. I've known Donita since high school. We both had to take a class in Fine Arts, and we started hangin' out after a few talks on the bus. Then we met Zachy boy in college. After my girl took off with her fashion career, she invited me over and that's when I met Dabio. I just met Miss Paisley Paver and her twunk of a construction worker just a few meetings back.

Paisley: I've known Zach since childhood. He was a bit of a nerd, but he was my cousin. I didn't really have time for friends so I barely met Rex when I hit high school. We were best friends in Workshop to the point we went to prom together. Of course, we had no romantic feelings for eachother. So when I put an ad for a worker for my business, I was more than happy to hire him. And that meeting Zach held to welcome me was when I met the rest.

Rex: I honestly knew no one back then. I met Paisley back in high school when we took Workshop together. We ended up going to prom together since we weren't interested in anyone at the time. It...was honestly the best night of my life. And when I caught her help wanted ad, I just had to apply. I was practicing jumping in place when I got hired. Then we finally met the rest when her cousin called a meeting to welcome her.

[bearmemesreviews]

FotW: SDMI - In Fear of the Phantom

Welcome back to Scooby-Doo Mystery Incorporated, and now we're getting into a problem many reboots and adaptions face - what happens when you try something different. Today's episode isn't really that special, serving as a bridging point between the next stint of episodes focused on the gang's love lives.

Except for featuring the Hex Girls of course.

Not to overshadow the main villain, which would be extra funny considering their backstory, but come on that's what y'all are here for.

Yeah, they got a bit of a redesign since their last few appearances in the two billion direct to DVD films. Fans DID NOT like this, and in a later episode they had to actually address the backlash while also scrapping these outfits for the original ones. They also steal Luna and Dusk's hair dye and gave Thorn's highlights a diminished role.

My personal opinion? Eh, I would've preferred a middle ground between the two, but for reboots I encourage designers to go all out since it's their own thing. So for Mystery Incorporated I would've either kept the redesigns or gave them completely brand new looks a second time. The OGs have a more cohesive aesthetic, but I like how MI experiments by giving each girl their own Alt style. It's probably Dusk who could probably use a new outfit though, since her Tank Girl getup doesn't mesh as well as Thorn's "Pagan School Girl" and Luna's "Lesbian Thespian" outfits do. Actually, maybe one of those Scene Kid reconstructions of School Uniforms would've worked better?

Oh yeah, this nerd.

Backstory: Like most lesbians Velma is a massive fan of The Hex Girls, snagging front row tickets for the Scooby Gang just in time for them to witness a "Phantom" try to murder Thorn on stage. As with every mystery the gang decide to take it upon themselves to do the cop's job to keep the concert going while protecting the band.

This leads to an exploration of the show's two main ships, Fredphe and Shoob - again, yes really.

This show is really good trust me on this.

Scooby outright calls Shaggy a cheater for going to prom with Velma instead of hanging out with him like they always do, and replaces Mathew Lillard with a wooden dummy much to Shaggy's chagrin.

Fred meanwhile comes out as nonbinary a teenage boy with emotions as he finally grasps Daphne's romantic interest in him. All thanks to an entire song written by Daphne where she uses Fred's special interest to get through to him.

Behold, one of the best songs made for a television show in history.

Before this spectacular moment of audio interposed with occasional Zelda CDI-level animation (to be fair are you even looking at the animation in the first place) we got some Phantom shenanigans. Mostly him responding to Scoob and Shag's ability to warp time and space by just setting them on fire, probably the most effective thing one these guys have attempted so far.

Design: Obviously a homage to The Phantom of the Opera, and as we go through the series, you'll start to notice a lot more homages that Wikipedia will kindly point out for you. Though you can also see a bit of Comic Supervillain in his design, so much so that he doesn't seem to fit with the show's own aesthetic. He wears a black full body suit with a gigantic, taller than his own head, Dracula collar and grim reaper-esque hood. He has a fabricated piece of his outfit that goes over his shoulders like Football Pads, but with a sleeker design as it attaches his cape to the main costume. His cape is black but its interior is lined with a sparkling holographic material.

His mask, belt, boots, and glovers are all made of golden mechanical pieces, as they actually allow him to charge up bolts of electricity to fire at the teens in our show. This tech is never explained, and he really only uses it a few times before forgetting he has these weapons at his disposal.

His mask is the best part of the outfit, legitimately cool while evoking a gas mask. It's almost like it was made out of several pieces asymmetrically stuck to each other with large bolts, like if C3PO was mangled in an accident and put back together with recolored bits of R2-D2. There are several short, cylindrical ports on his gauntlets, boots, belt, and mask that occasionally glow green.

Reveal: Shaggy, with an extensive knowledge of obscure musical groups as we'll be shown time and time again, recognized the shiny material of The Phantom's cape as belonging to a One-Hit Wonder named Fantzee Pantz. And once that's discovered it's pretty obvious that the other suspect, The Hex Girl's manager, is not the culprit as he was just as responsible for Fantzee's obscurity as THG.

No, the true culprit is the girl's songwriter, who first attempted to sabotage them through badly written songs but was thwarted by the girl's talent and popularity - So he then turned to just trying to kill them, and Daphne. He ends up taking Scoob's dummy to jail with him, but the original duo patch things up by then - letting us look back at Velma who got sidelined so badly this episode.

2/5 Goofy as hell design for a goofy character, probably the most "Villain of The Week" we've encountered so far. In fact, he'd probably fit in better in Miraculous Ladybug than this show. Not that bad otherwise, just not as impressive.

[bellysoupset]

bella would be lovely! maybe the sickie eats a bunch of colorful stuff and the sick is multi-colored. it would be a fun little detail to throw in. thanks for listening!

- 🎪

It's been a long time coming, I'm sorry!

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Lucas smiled, watching Bella jump up and down like a little kid, the excited joy almost alien in her normally nonchalant personality.

The itinerary amusement park was in town, a surprising thing in itself, because no itinerant park ever stopped by their small college oriented town. Bella had been talking about it non stop, apparently all three of her co-workers had already visited.

The park had a clown motif on everything. Lucas didn't like clowns, so he made a face at the painted characters on every attraction, while Bella looked more and more pleased. She loved clowns, maybe because they were creepy.

"What do you wanna do first?" He asked, hand in hand with her.

"I wanna go on the ferries," she answered, resting her head on his shoulder, a gigantic smile on.

"Alright, baby, ferries it is then," Lucas nodded, planting a kiss on the top of her curls.

He wasn't expecting to enjoy it quite as much as he was. Yes, he was clammy with sweat in no time since it was a warm day and yes, there had been a lot of queues, but the rides were fun and he had obliterated Bella in the bumper cars. Only for her to win him a large teddy bear in the shooting range, perfect aim causing the pimpled kid working the booth to pout and grumble about "cheating hilly billies."

"Can we put this in the car? So we don't have to carry it around," Bella said, poking the cute teddy bear and Lucas nodded, being guided through the crowd since Bell still had her fingers intertwined with his.

The minute he bent to plant the teddy bear in the backseat of the car, Bella was shoving him in, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him. He fell on his back with a chuckle, his head meeting the teddy bear's fluffy foot, "we're-" his next words got swallowed up by a kiss as Bell got on top of him, "we're in public, you man eater!" Lucas giggled, smiling as he felt her moving her kisses down his cheek, to his neck.

"We're not doing anything," Bella said, voice muffled by his neck and Luke let out a happy sigh, sliding a hand over her little jeans shorts and squeezing her ass, "making out isn't a crime."

"Compelling argument," he said, moving on the seat so he was sitting down instead of sprawled on his back with his feet sticking out of the door and pulling her closer by the waist. He was toying with the hem of crop top, when his stomach interrupted them both by growling loudly.

"Mood killer," Luke scoffed, but didn't stop him from kissing her again, Bella giggling when her own belly let out a twin growl.

"Let's have lunch," she said into his mouth, "we can continue this later."

"I'm taking that as a promise, Bells" He kissed her once more, then pulled back.

He had her lipstick all over his mouth, Bella getting on her tiptoes in order to try and clean it.

There was a huge line for the food stand, so she draped over him, chin resting on his bicep as Lucas started telling her about the new classes he had, since the student year had just started back up.

"So do you get two proms?"

"It's not a prom," Luke scoffed, cheeks blushing, "I'm not a teenager."

"Answer my question, nerd" Bella rolled her eyes, fingers fiddling with the huge armholes of his tanktop, "two graduations?"

"Yeah, but I can just pick the second one and have them give me both degrees."

"Show off," she smiled brilliantly, "I hope you know how proud I am of you."

His whole face was on fire, so Lucas looked away, squeezing her hand in his. It was finally their turn to order and between the hunger, the heat and the butterflies, his stomach was actually hurting.

They found a nice little hill near the park and sat down on the grass, their huge lunch order split between them. Everything fried. Cake funnel, donuts, corndogs, fries, deep fried oreos, churros...

"I think you ordered too much food," Bella said, eyeing the amount with suspicion and falling on her back on the grass, already polishing up her first corn dog.

"No, I didn't," Lucas rolled his eyes, patting his stomach, "it's bulking season, remember? I'm off diet."

"Oh yeah, your state mandated eating disorder," she snorted, turning on her side, "this cannot be good to your heath long term, baby."

"It's not long term, it's the last year," he pouted, finishing a corn dog in three bites. Bella hummed, reaching for a sprinkles covered donut and then she let out a moan.

"These are really good, Luke. Try it-" she teared a piece of her donut, pushing it in his mouth and he laughed, almost biting her fingers.

"Manners!?" Lucas pushed her hand down, then wrinkled his nose, "eh... I don't know, I didn't like it."

She let out an offended scoff, "more for me, I guess," Bella said, grabbing all the sprinkled donuts and piling them near her side, while Lucas continued to eat all the salty food.

He was halfway through a caramelized apple when Bella let out a groan and sprawled on the grass, a hand resting on her stomach, "I'm done."

"That was hardly anything," he rolled his eyes, although he was surprised she had managed to eat all the donuts. Bella groaned, tugging on her jeans shorts.

"Leave me alone," she said, "eat your food, I still wanna go in at least two more rides."

"I had no idea you loved parks so much," Lucas said, balling up the greasy papers of the now empty containers.

"It's like music concerts," she sighed, looking up at the clouds, "minus the super hot bands and the musicians, of course."

He rolled his eyes, "Of course."

"I like the atmosphere," Bella explained, smiling, "I like the contagious energy. Rubs off on me."

"So like an energy vampire," Lucas teased, "that guy from Twilight."

Bella raised an eyebrow, "...How many times did you watch the movies, you dork?"

"I read the books," Lucas shrugged, "when I was thirteen."

"Oh my god," she giggled, covering her face with her hands, "all of them?!"

"All of them," he nodded solemnly, then eyed the last remaining caramelized apple, "okay, no. This one is getting trashed."

Bella raised her head from the grass, frowning, "you're done? So soon?"

"I don't wanna spend the rest of the day feeling gross," Lucas shrugged, getting up with all the litter in his arms, "we have plans for later," he threw her a cocky wink and then walked away to get rid of the trash.

Bella was already sitting up when he came back and she muffled a little burp against her hand as Lucas stood in front of her, "let's go?"

"Here, hydrate," Lucas handed her a bottle of water, grabbing Bell's outstretched hand and pulling her up. He patted her ass, getting rid of the grass that had stuck to the jeans and causing her to roll her eyes in an amused manner.

"You're so very subtle..." Bella looped her arms with his, "let's go on the viking pirate ship? And then the ferris wheel? Where do you wanna go?"

"We can do the viking ship, but I don't know about the rest, baby," Lucas eyed the sky. The sun was just starting to hide behind clouds and the temperature dropping, "it's starting to look like it'll rain."

"We're not gonna melt, Lucas" Bella rolled her eyes, pulling him through the crowd.

"Yeah, but I don't trust these rides to work in the rain, Isabella."

"You are such a worrywart, like it's your job or something," Bella said as they got in line for the ride. It was a short one, Lucas was right and the sky was turning quite dark, most of the parents packing away their little ones to avoid getting rained on.

"No, c'mere," Bella said when he attempted to sit down the minute they were allowed to climb on the big viking boat, "the middle is the most boring part. It's physics, baby," she dragged him to the far back, where the seats were smaller, only fitting three people. Only two with how much space Luke occupied.

"I've never been on this ride," he said, as they lowered the metal bar and checked if it was secure. It pressed against his stomach after such a packed lunch and he moved up, straightening up, "is this even secure for you? You could still fly out," he said, noticing the bar was far from pressing on Bella.

"I have hands, relax," she rolled her eyes, squeezing the metal bar in her hands, "see?"

He didn't like it one bit. Lucas planted his left hand on top of Bella's right one, making sure it was planted to metal and squeezing it too. He heard her let out a huff, but then the ride started.

First the boat swayed gently, forward and back. Then it started to pick up speed and soon the whole ride was doing almost entire loops. Going as far out as it could, then coming back.

Lucas let out a scream as the boat went back, meaning they were going higher and higher, almost upside down. He had never been afraid of heights, but he felt a jolt of terror rush through him. He squeezed the metal harder and moved his arm out, pressing it to Bella's chest when he felt the centrifuge force pull her to the center, ungluing her from the chair... Then the ride dropped back again, his stomach freezing over.

It wasn't even ten minutes, but when it finally stopped Lucas was panting for air, little terrified tears glued to his eyelashes.

"Holy fuck, Bella!" He cried out, sniffling and turning to look at her. Only to frown, "Bella?"

"Lu..." she gulped down, trying to push the metal bar off of her, but to no avail. The operator opened them and then started rattling out instructions.

Lucas cringed as he noticed how pale she was, her golden tan turning grey. Her throat bobbed dangerously, "shh, okay, breathe in, I'm gonna get you out of here-" he grabbed her by both arms, forcing her standing and Bella groaned. She was steady on her feet, but clearly without knowing each way to go.

"Alright, I-" Lucas looked around, panicked. They managed to get out of the ride, but the place was still packed tight and he couldn't find a single trashcan. In his arms, he felt Bella heave and then groan, muffling a sick burp against his chest, "fuck, Bells, let's try to get-"

He didn't finish that sentence, because Bella shoved him by the chest and managed to turn away just in time to cover her combat boots in colorful vomit. Lucas cringed, holding the hair away from her mouth.

"Aww Bell... It's okay, let it up, at least you'll feel better," he said, reaching on her wrist and grabbing a hair tie, tying the curls in a lose knot on the base of her nape.

Bella let out a whimper, the next heave making her bend in half, hands planted on her knees as her stomach got rid of the heavy sugary lunch they had had. Lucas couldn't help but wince, the donuts were doing a number on her with how chunky they were and her heaves were loud and painful.

She straightened up, sniffling. Black tears had ran down her cheek, completely smudging her eyeliner and her whole face was splotchy with the effort, "I'm sorry-" Bella groaned, burping wetly against her hand, "sorry..."

"Don't apologize," he rolled his eyes, pulling her into a hug, "c'mon, let's go to the car..."

He attempted to move, but it was too much too soon, because Bella let out another burp and then her hands dug in his belly as she pushed him apart from her and vomited down her front.

Her gunmetal croptop got covered in rainbow sprinkles puke, the mess sliding down - "Okay, hold on, hold on," Lucas grabbed the hem of the top, folding it up in order to avoid the mess spilling down her naked stomach or into her shorts, "I got you, Bella."

She let out another pitiful whine, another dripple of vomit rushing out, then sighed, "I'm...I'm done."

He sure hoped so, Lucas, thought, noticing how heavy her top was, "don't move, babe," he said, then tugged on the neck hole of her top and carefully got it past her head. He dropped the top on the ground, without a care. That one was done for, there was no saving. Bella shuddered, crossing her arms around herself in a self conscious manner as she stood in the middle of the park in just her black sport bra.

"Lucas-"

"It's okay, here," he stripped his tank top and passed it to her. It was so long it looked like a dress, so he pointed the shorts under the tank top, "might as well open those, give your belly some room."

"Good call," Bella said, her voice raspy, and she undid the buttons of her shorts, wrapping an arm around her sick stomach, "I wanna go home, I really don't feel well, Luke."

"I know... Come on, hop up-" he turned around and although Bella hesitated for a second, it only took one pat to her thigh for her to drape her arms around his shoulders and jump, wrapping her legs around his waist. He held her thighs, settling her correctly so she wouldn't slip from the piggyback ride and felt Bella press her chin to his shoulder and planting a kiss there.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome, Bells," Lucas started to walk back to the car, "was it just motion sickness? And the heavy lunch? Or-"

"Not sure," she pressed herself closer to him, letting out a sigh he could feel too, "I'm just really queasy... Not sure if I ate too much or if the food was bad or whatever."

He winced at the idea of it being good poisoning, "let's hope it's just the first," he squeezed her leg, that was wrapped around his torso, "tell me if I need to put you down, okay?"

"Okay," she said in a tiny voice, then pressed a kiss to his cheek, "I love you."

Lucas smiled, turning his face and planting a kiss on her forehead, "i love you too."

[kristencsummerlin]

More photos of my Nicktoons Unite Highschool AU. At least the Uniforms. Still working on the school itself on Sims 4.

Also good news I finished all the SpongeBob characters, at least those who are students and their uniforms. So now we can work on the Danny Phantom characters. I already have some done.

I believe I've stated before that I got the idea from Tiny Titans. That the school is run by villains as a way to monitor our heroes and torment them with high school. Plus while the heroes are at school our villains can perform villain acts. So the heroes have to either ditch school and get in trouble. They have to find a way to stop them.

Vlad is the Principle due to his wealth and popularity. Due to all the high schools throughout the city we're destroyed by terrorists. (Not really) Our villains built the school for everyone to go to for the time being. This was all planned out by Professor Calamitous.

Rosy Cheeks: Dark Blue and Blue

She's Sandy's older sister I believe and the mother is Sandy's three nieces. Whom due to changing characters ages aren't born yet. So yeah.

Earl Cheeks: Brown and Orange

Sandy's Cousin who is a Beaver.

Lincoln Jenkins: Dark Teal and Slime Green

Old Man Jenkins has a young grandson. He doesn't have a real name so I gave him one.

Gary Gulper: Dark Green and Slime Green

He's a villain in one of the SpongeBob games. Gotta include villains you know.

Same Star: Purple and Orange

Patrick's older sister. Supposedly has gone missing so. More than likely show up later on in my fics.

Danny Fenton: Slime Green and White

We're finally on Danny Phantom characters. Of course we had to start with the main character Danny himself.

Sam Manson: Purple and Slime Green

Sam is Danny's best friend and love interest. She went creative with her uniform. Vlad is forcing uniforms to annoy the students. So Sam is trying to fight back.

Tucker Foley: Orange and Yellow

Tucker is Danny's best friend and techo nerd. He ordered a basic uniform just to get it out of the way.

Jazz Fenton: Orange and Teal

Jazz is Danny's older sister. This is her last year of high school.

Dash Baxter: Red and Blue

Dash is Danny's bully. However he's based on Flash Thompson so I have some plans for him.

The last two for now at least.

Paulina Sanchez: Pink and Slime Green

The popular girl in school. She has a lot going on with her outfit. But it's cute.

Ember McLain: Black and Blue

Hear me out. She tries to gain her popularity and power by being the most popular student. Win the Prom Queen contests. So her uniform is here because at some point she has it.

[swelling-feeling]

"Two Lovebirds, and a Peeping Tom"

Inflation Story - Monster Prom AU - Starring Trifecta "Inky" (aka Maxim), Susie (aka Spinel), and Zoe

▽△ Story under the Cut △▽

Inky and Susie have both been skipping classes, more than usual as of late, and as Zoe is on the lookout for more fanfic material, she decided to investigate. After a good bit of time searching the grounds, she managed to find a little abandoned area, which seemed to be consecrated by Trifecfa, over his sigil being nearby, as she hears voices, choosing to follow them, but be sneaky. She finds who she was looking for, the new lovebirds of spooky high, Trifecta the nerd and Susie the punk… Both seeming somewhat nervous.

"…J-just asking again, to be sure - you're sure you're fine with this? What we're about to do?" "Of course, dummy. Regardless, if things do take a turn for the worse, you know you can cease all this at any time, as agreed." "…F-fair, just…"

He stumbled on his words, clearly wanting to do something, but clearly hesitant and shy. It was then Zoe noticed Susie's choice of clothing, most of it is her usual getup, yet she was really showing off her plush today, indeed. Trifecta had trouble looking at her, his face a nice violet blush.

"…I-if you're sure…" "I am." "…Then its best we begin."

He sighed, handing her some kind of vial of swirling green and purple liquid, to which Susie makes a mock toast, before downing the vial in one go, Trifecta softly humming in suprise, and begining to seem antsy. A moment of silence, zoe was curious as to what was in the vial, before Susie's stomach begins making soft noises, making trifecta blush, and Susie look down at her plush tummy.

"…Huh, is there really no kick to it?"

She asked, poking at her belly.

"…P-patience, Susie, just… give it a tick."

inky muttered, his eyes glowing, as Susie's eyes lightly widened at her noisy her stomach was becoming, and then - the soft hiss. Susie's already chubby stomach was now slowly begining to expand, making her blush as she blinked, trying to understand the new sensation. Trifecta's mind was winding up as he saw Susie's belly slowly expand bigger and bigger, the soft hiss not ceasing, as he lightly stepped closer to her, as if to get a closer look, watching as her stomach filled out into a nice, roundish shape, and continued growing and growing. Susie lightly chuckled in disbelief that this was happening, as she lightly poked her belly, making it lightly wobble in response, and making Inky hum, as he poked her belly as well, and then a bit more as he snickered. Susie was lightly flustered by this, and at that Trifecta grinned.

"…So…"

he muttered with a snicker, poking her belly one more time,

"…How are you feeling, love?"

"…I… I dunno… Light, thats for sure."

The doll tried to explain, softly humming as her tummy distended onwards, growing still, her hands lightly hovering over her belly, hesitant to touch it or hold it. Meanwhile, Zoe was furiously taking notes, while trying to stay as quiet as possible. Trifecta softly chuckled at the reversal of roles, humming once Susie's belly was reaching the size of an excersize ball, as he smiled wider, slowly moving his hands closer, before putting his hands on her belly, causing Susie to let out an

"EEP!"

and blush furiously. She blushed even more, feeling how her love felt her belly, gently squeezing it, and tracing over it with his fingers.

"…My, my…"

He spoke with a purr, his previous dorky concerned tone gone,

"…So springy, so light… but not full, yet…"

Susie let out a soft noise as inky squeezed her growing belly a bit more,

"…No… not full yet, indeed."

Susie was experiancing a lot of emotions, as well as sensations, as he continued gently tracing her giant belly, his face slowly shifting to a darker, more eldritch tone, as he smirks, visibly this time, as he rubs her belly, making her let out a soft noise at his touch.

"…So cute…"

He muttered, his smirk growing as her belly grew, making him trace a little heart on her belly, before tapping on it, his brows lightly rising and eyes glowing brighter in interest, hearing the hollow thoom sound in response, making him smile.

"…So very, very cute…"

He purred, as her belly began expanding to the size of a beach ball, making him chuckle, as Susie had one hand on her stomach, and the other next to her lap, as he hummed with a smile.

"…feeling… Good, love…~?"

He softly teased, tracing a circle before poking her belly, as if to emphasize the word 'good', as he smiled more, the etheric inside of his mouth being shown, as he purrs louder still. Zoe had never seen this side of either of them, understandably so, since this must be a side of them that only they choose to show eachother. That, and only on deviantart has she seen someone be blown up that big, and bigger still… Seeing it in real life… …Is she really into it? Did Trifecta and Susie accidentally give her a new kink? Oh fuck, who knew? Susie's belly kept growing bigger still, and Inky guided Susie to try to relax, and rest on her growing tummy, as he held her hand, the other still lightly tracing her belly.

"…Hhmmm…"

Susie murmured,

"…Sso… g-good… so l-light…"

"So full of love…~?"

He purred, softly laughing once seeing his love nod and chuckle at his words. Behind his new found confidence, he was just happy that she was fine, and enjoying this, that he could share this interest of his with her without fear of judgement ir disgust… He was.. He is, happy with her. Fuck, he struck jackpot with that punk doll. Her stomach kept growing nonstop, as trifecta climbed up on top, laying in front of her, as he smiled, amused by the rubbing sounds her belly made.

"…Hm… These sounds your tummy's making… Are you sure you're made of felt, Susie? Cuz it sounds like rubber to me."

He joked, rubbing her belly to make it squeak, as to prove his point, to which Susie lightly chuckled and shrugged in amusement, now lightly tracing her own belly as well as she could.

"…Say, love…"

He muttered, a hint of his dorky caution returning in his tone,

"…Do you wanna be… bigger?"

He asked, knowing the effects might wear off soon, to which Susie looked at him, thought on it for less than a second, before nodding,

"Y-yeah! I wanna be bigga'!"

Inky laughed, finding her accent adorable, to which he smiled, his maw showing, and a bit of some mixture dripping, as he moved closer to her… Susie's blush was undeniable, as her whole face was a deep shade of red. He pulled her into a kiss, a bit of the mixture moving down her chin, as he purred, allowing her to drink. One, two, three - and a dozen more gulps later, they broke the kiss, trifecta smiling, and blushing, as he hummed.

"…G-gods, you're such a good kisser."

"I do ma' best~"

She teased with a smirk, before they both noticed the hiss in her belly grew in volume, and her stomach's growth picked up pace. Both were happy he climbed up, when he did. Zoe now tried moving away to a diffirent hiding spot while still furiously taking notes - this was going to be such good material for her next fic on the two. Plus, she was tempted to try to see how soft and light Susie's tum was, but she could not risk them knowing she was there. She didnt want to feel like an asshole, after all. The two simply stayed silent, seeing how fast her belly was inflating, before Susie lightly chimed in.

"…S-so, what am i f-fillin' with, 'xactly…?"

"I told you, love."

He chuckled, before skftly sighing, smiling at her.

"It's a kind of air, mostly… Besides, i dont wanna make it a science lesson, since that's exactly what we are avoiding."

He laughed, making Susie laugh as well. Susie softly hummed then, before looking at Trifecta,

"…C-can i have some m-more…?"

She asked, meekly, which made inky's heart melt.

"Hmmm…~"

He purred, feigning thinking about it, as he tapped a finger against her belly - which made an even greater, more hollow t h o o o m noise, before smiling,

"Sure, love. But, do remember we're trying to hide, we cant have you be the center of attention…"

He warned with a soft smile.

"…at least, not until we need a blimp for a parade…"

He quickly muttered. Susie blushed deeply anew, hearing what inky said, but before she could ask, he gently grabbed her by her cheeks, and pulled her into another hydrating kiss, letting her drink her fill anew. This time, as she drank, her already giant and still growing stomach began hissing louder still, as it grew and grew faster and faster. Zoe could not believe what she was seeing, since this shit shouldnt be even possible, and yet here they were; Susie becoming a giant, leviathan blimp, and Trifecta providing the means to become so. Fuck, yeah she definetaly got a kink now, and its their fault. Just looking at Susie's size made her a tinge jealous. All the same, she kept writing. Susie broke the kiss, softly panting as more of the mixture dripped down her chin, which Inky lovingly wiped away with a smile. Said smile dissipated, once he saw Susie's expression turn more focused, and a bit worried. Her stomach began making a lot of noises, hissing, squeaking, creaking, groaning, and she was sure that rumbling was next on that list with how fast she was expanding. She felt his hand slightly tracing her cheek, and looked at him, seeing him only smile.

"…Dont worry, love. You wont pop. I wont let you."

He hummed, with a purr at the last word, causing her to blush, as she smiled back, knowing he meant what he said. They simply looked into eachother's eyes, his one hand tracing her cheek, while the other rubbed her belly, his touch making her belly squeak and creak, but not really alerting the two, as they smiled. Susie's look lightly softened, in contrast to the rising pressure in her blimp of a stomach, as she hummed.

"…y'know… I'm actually enjoyin' this." "…Y-you are?"

Muttered Inky, both happy and a bit in disbelief.

"Yeah… Suprisingly nice feelin'… Despite all the pressure, heheh." "…W-well… w-w-we c-could…"

He started, before Susie put a finger over his nonexistant lips,

"I wanna do this again."

Trifecta simply basked in that moment, feeling happy that she also enjoyed this as much as he did, as he smiled back.

"…Not right away, though." "Oh yeah, no, obviously."

He laughed, making her laugh as well, as they enjoyed their time. Zoe was slowly stopping to write, simply in disbelief at her classmate's utter size, and even more so that it was trifecta of all people to be the source of it all… Mayby, she could try to ask him for some of that mixture, but how would she do that without alerting him and losing his trust? Guess that's a plan she'll have to figure out later. …the curiosity was too much though, and she hesitantly pressed her hand against Susie's stomach… Her eyes widening once seeing that it had very little give. She was nearly drum tight. And it seemed that the two realised that too, as Trifecta tried to Press against her belly, to gauge her pressure, noticing the growing lack if give, which made Susie softly hum in worry.

"…Well…"

Inky started, humming, holding her hand to try to calm his love,

"…You may pop… But you will not be harmed by it. I wont let that happen."

This time, like in all times, she put her trust in him. The hissing beneath them kept increasing, and the creaking and groaning increased in volume and pitch, which made them both hum in worry. Zoe stood back, admittedly afraid of doing anything, as she looked at the magnitude of Susie's blimp of a belly, her mouth lightly agape in disbelief. The sounds only grew and grew louder and squeakier, creeeeaaaakkkinggg, and grrroooaaaaaaaaaannniiiiinnnggg, louder and louder, rising in pitch more and more… Trifecta, Susie, and Zoe below all closed their eyes, and tried to plug their ears, and hold their breath…

…ccrrrreeeeeaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaakkkk….~

….ggggrrrrroooooOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaannnn….~

….squeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaakkk…~~

Squeak~!

…nothing. No boom, bang, or anything of the sort. Trifecta and Susie opened their eyes, Inky cautiously testing her pressure… Finding her perfectly drum-tight hard.

"…W-well… You didnt pop. Hooray…?"

He muttered with a shrug, relieved she didnt pop indeed, as Susie sighed, relieved as well. Meanwhile, Zoe's mouths were all agape. She did not think this possible beyond only fantasy, and here they were, proving her wrong. To say she was shocked, or suprised, was an understatement. Trifecta merely took the moment to carefully move himself closer to Susie, squeaks being heard at the friction, which made the two chuckle at the amusing akwardness of it all, as Inky simply nuzzles Susie, before kissing her briefly on the lips. She smiled warmly back at him, kissing him back, a bit longer than before, as inky softly hummed, melting to her affection.

"…Y-yep… Great kisser…~"

He muttered, before being kissed again, melting more into her affection. If he wasnt so focused on her loving kisses, he would have cackled at how she can make him melt with her affection, even when at the size if an utter blimp. Absolutely amusing. Zoe finally composed herself, and went back to her notes… She could only imagine what was happening up there… But if she knew the two, and she likes to think she does, she believes the two are simply sharing affection like always, nothing out of the ordinary. She begins to take such notes with a soft hum, blushing greatly from this whole predicament. As the two kept kissing, Trifecta began taking the wheel, as he kissed her again, and again, now making her melt, as the two smiled in shared love and content joy. The two get a bit lost in the affection, Trifecta's hands cupping Susie's cheeks anew, as he pulled her into a deep kiss, purring to her lovingly like a kitten, as the two enjoyed the shared affection for what feels like hours. …until Trifecta lightly sighs into the kiss, letting a little bit of air go past her lips. The two's eyes open, and they break the kiss, once the creaking and groaning return, rising in volume and pitch, as Susie and Trifecta instinctively hold unto eachother, as the doll begins really feeling how tight she has become, unknowingly making noises right into Inky's ear… To which he is blushing furiously in response. Zoe looked at the giant blimp that was Susie begin to creak, groan, and squeak with overfullness, which took a second to register, as the eldritch cutie began to lightly panic, closing her notebook, standing up, trying to leg it - They all braced for impact, a soft little

squeeee-eeeeeeEEEEEEEeeeeee-eeeeeeeeeee-eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKKK~~

being heard, before…

B A N G ! ! !

The forest was almost flattaned from the force of the explosion, as zoe was flung into collision with a tree, and causing the two lovebirds into falling from very high up. Luckily, realism, for Trifecta, is optional, so as Susie is clinging unto him for dear life, he conjures a parasol, opens it, and allows them both to glide down. Susie was still clinging unto Inky, smiling at him sheepishly, to which he smiled back softly. They admired eachother as they glided down to the forest floor. After landing, Susie kissed Trifecta, smiling at him, before it clicked back to her what just happaned, and moving her hands over her belly… To find no damage.

"I told you no harm would come to you, love."

He smiled, kissing her cheek with a purr, which earned him another kiss from Susie, this time filled with a combination of love and greatfulness. Zoe has perfectly fallen into a bush, and was unnoticed by the lovebirds as they left, going back to the school, as she stood up, grabbing her head… She didnt know if she wanted to see that again, or experiance that herself… But she did get a lot of content for her fics and art, and she sure as hell wouldnt waste it! And so she began stumbling back to school, still dizzy from the force of the impact, and trying not to be seen by the lovebirds themselves. Trifecta and Susie have forged a very important memory this day… Unaware of Zoe's witness to it.

[demetriandelibinaryboyfriends]

@leoisnthere09 I decided to reply to your comment via rb since you made me realize there are a few things I forgot to mention!

Everyone's entitled to their own opinion, of course, as well as their own headcanons about what happened where we, as the audience, couldn't see the characters. For me, if something is neither overtly shown nor heavily implied via subtext, I can't view it as canon. (Which also applies to the Johnny & Robby reconciliation arc you mentioned, btw. I think they bungled this plot badly, and basically went "trust us, their relationship got better!" instead of doing the work of showing that happening.) Assuming Demetri was a good and attentive boyfriend offscreen doesn't work for me because that's a) pretty lazy writing and b) the woman of science in me just can't buy something when we're given no evidence for it. I can't believe Demetri is a good boyfriend when, working strictly off the canon text we're given, there is no definitive, undeniable proof of it, while I can name several examples that indicate the contrary.

And when you contrast him with, say, Miguel, Daniel, or Robby, who show engagement with their partner's interests and knowledge of their partners' personal lives outside of them, it's even harder for me to defend Demetri's apparent lack of interest in Yasmine's life. It's possible the showrunners THOUGHT they were portraying Demetri as a good boyfriend and didn't realize the implications of Yasmine basically losing her personhood to be a prop for him. But honestly, I'm not going to give them the benefit of the doubt for sloppy and inattentive writing when I KNOW that they can make a good mlw relationship when they actually try.

"Yasmine doesn't look like someone who would take shit from anybody, especially her boyfriend." S1 and S3 Yasmine? Yeah, absolutely. Her sense of self-worth and self-respect was maxed out basically to the point of making her a vain egomaniac. But then they did a complete 180 with her in S4, and basically removed all but the tiniest scraps of her original personality to have her primary trait be obsessing over Demetri 24/7. I think S4 and onwards, all bets are off on if this new Stepford Wifed Yasmine would retain any of her pride and dignity from earlier seasons, including regarding what treatment she does and doesn't take from her boyfriend. She is allowed a little of her personality back in S5 and S6, but even then, she feels the most like an actual person and the least like a trophy girlfriend caricature in her scenes...without Demetri. As soon as she's with him, she becomes this endlessly supportive and endlessly horny piece of arm candy with no life of her own.

When I compare S5 Yasmine with S4 and S6 Yasmine, S5 Yasmine seems the mentally healthiest. In S4 and S6, she's making her existence all about her partner, doing things like getting into his nerd stuff, hyping up his karate, and flying all the way back to the prom for him, when I seriously doubt Demetri would do the same for her. It's depressing, but I honestly think the healthy sense of self and self-value that would make S1-S3 Yasmine balk at the thought of dating Demetri were intentionally written out of her character to justify her staying with a guy who does not appear remotely interested in anything beyond Yasmine's looks and popularity. Because you're halfway right--the S1 Yasmine we initially meet WOULD demand better, and would NOT stay with someone who wasn't "all in" with her, so to speak.

Yasmine is a difficult character to analyze because she's written so inconsistently. In my original post, I kept my focus solely on Demetri, in the vibe of "if we look closely at Demetri's half of this equation, here's what I think is going on." I don't think we necessarily need to dive into Yasmine's motivations to deduce whether or not, using what we're already given, Demetri is a good boyfriend or not. However, examining Yasmine's side of the story does provide some interesting context. Because yeah, ultimately we DO have to wonder why she would stay in this kind of subpar and unequal relationship for so long.

The real answer is probably just that incredibly misogynistic writing reduced her to a periphery object in a male character's story, but Yasmine's Stepford Wifification is the canon we're given to work with, for better or for worse. In-universe, there's a few semi-plausible explanations as to what's going on.

The first explanation is just that Yasmine is a fucking moron, and is too blinded by teenage hormones and infatuation to realize her boyfriend is not that into her and isn't interested in getting to know her as a person (and, as far as I can tell, has not convinced me whatsoever that he's into women at all). She buys his paper-thin "good boyfriend" act hook, line, and sinker, and is none the wiser that her own boyfriend basically has no object permanence when it comes to her. This is semi-supported by canon, which likes to make little digs at Yasmine's intelligence, so...the writers clearly don't think much of her astuteness. There's a couple major issues with this explanation. The first is that I love women, and I like to believe we women are the proud owners of more than two brain cells at any given time XD Not that I was immune to making dogshit choices when I was subjected to Smitten Teenage Girlhood, but someone like Yasmine would know better.

Which brings me to my next point, which is that Yasmine HAS to have social smarts and some measure of emotional intelligence and manipulation skills to get her in the role of being the most popular girl in school. Hormones and infatuation could get her obsessed with Demetri for a few weeks at most, but I do not buy for a second that she'd still be in a braindead, drooling stupor over him after nearly a year of his half-assed, performative boyfriendry. It doesn't matter if Yasmine isn't book smart--a queen bee type would ABSOLUTELY be able to recognize that her boyfriend was a) revolving their relationship around him and his needs at the expense of her and her needs and b) gay. And sure, neither of these facts has been explicitly stated, so they're not canon canon. But I'd argue both are supported by the text and subtext we're given far more than the opposing alternatives. So, since I prefer to think poor Yasmine Nolastname isn't the dumbest person alive, I'm forced to examine other possibilities.

Another explanation is that Yasmine is using Demetri for reasons of her own. Perhaps, being a conventionally attractive and popular (ex popular?) blonde girl, she feels even more social pressure than Demetri to date--specifically traditional heterosexual dating. It's important to note that throughout S1, Yasmine does not have anything resembling a male love interest. The only guy she quasi-flirts with at all is Kyler, and it wouldn't make sense for them to have dated in S1. After all, if Yasmine and Kyler were on their way to becoming an item, why wouldn't Yasmine rub it in Sam's face during the scene where Sam confronts Yas and Moon in Moon's car? And before that, Sam and Kyler were dating because Yasmine set them up.

Come S3, Yasmine has lost much of her social standing, and probably doesn't need being seen as "undateable" to further decrease her popularity. She sees a safety net in Demetri--a relatively harmless, low-maintenance guy who isn't totally awful to be around and who, as @uncreativity-is-my-skill pointed out in their tags, is not going to pressure her into sex. Now she doesn't have to worry about pressure from her family or social circle to get a boyfriend, and she can go "See! See! People still want me! Even after the front wedgie!"

The reasons WHY Yasmine isn't broadly interested in dating could be similar to Demetri's--maybe she's asexual, a lesbian, or is just waiting for college to date. Ultimately it doesn't matter, though, the bottom line being that Demetri is just as much a tool to her as she is to him. In this case, her supposed obsession and fixation with him would be as much of a facade as Demetri's "good boyfriend who worships his girlfriend" act. Who knows--maybe she's outright using him to try and turn herself "normal" because, like Demetri, her disinterest in romantic relationships is seen as abnormal and potential fuel for bullies.

The third possibility--and the one that overall paints Yasmine in the best light--is that Yasmine knows Demetri needs a beard/general cover-up, and she willingly plays the part. Maybe she felt sorry for him, already being someone she viewed as low on the food chain, or maybe she developed some platonic affection for him sometime during S3. Either way, Yasmine caught onto the fact that Demetri was gay (or generally "abnormal" in a way where not wanting a girlfriend would draw attention to him), and she decides--perhaps as part of a genuine desire to be a better person after her actions in S1!--that she's going to give him one less thing to worry about. Here's this guy who, until pretty recently, was the school laughingstock, but Yasmine can see how badly he wants to be accepted by his classmates. And, considering she's been established as generally uninterested in dating for whatever reason, she loses nothing by appearing to be in a relationship with Demetri. I mean hey, it's not like any guy she actually wants is going to not pursue her because she's off the market, right? (And, of course, if she'd rather date girls or no one at all, this...isn't something she likely feels the freedom to be honest about, both with herself and with her peers.)

So Demetri gets a cool guy boost and gets to appear normal, and Yasmine's reasoning for going out of her way to do this is basically "fuck it, why not?" Think Glinda from Wicked, Cher from Clueless, and the Pink Ladies from Grease--Yasmine makes another person's "coolness makeover" her personal project that she does for funsies! Of course, stroking her own ego and feeling like she can pat herself on the back and say "wow, look what a good person I'm being!" likely plays a role as well XD And that would explain why she makes a point of saying everything Demetri wants to hear and doing what will make him look the best--she's all over his nerd shit, she acts insatiably horny for him in front of everyone, and she hypes up his karate and does a whole bit about how he's not a loser. I truly believe that in her heart of hearts, Yasmine could not give less of a fuck about nerd shit OR karate, nor is she so lacking in self-respect and common sense that she wants to publicly pork the most obviously homosexual man of all time. Nevertheless, she is on a mission to turn a loser dweeb into a shamelessly badass baller--either for her own entertainment/amusement, or just to see if she can. And this requires some light lying, as well as using the powers of emotional manipulation for good instead of evil. Perhaps Yas views Demetri as more of an accessory or a pet than a partner--he's there to make her look good ("look, I have a cool long-term boyfriend who is smart and confident and does karate! See how normal and desirable I am!") and to entertain her with his silly karate drama and nonsensical tech jargon ramblings. She has no emotional investment in any of it, of course, but it adds some spice to the bland world of high school.

We could have a mixture of the second and third explanations as well, with Yasmine needing a beard/cover of her own while also figuring she might as well provide a beard/cover to someone else who needs one. Maybe one or both of them view it as a "I'll scratch your back and you scratch mine" type of situation. Although judging by how hard both characters commit to acting out the Stereotypical Straight Couple bit in their S6 scene, I think this is more a subconscious thing than something they've ever actually discussed. In either case, Yasmine has a motivation for playing the role of the obsessively devoted girlfriend--she's either covering her own "un-teenage-girlness" of not actually WANTING to obsess over boys, or furthering her pet project of Make Demetri Popular while ensuring her test subject has reason to keep wanting to hang around her XD Perhaps both at once! A girl's gotta keep herself busy, especially when she needs it to not get out that she's a lesbian, or something else taboo.

Both the second and third explanations would give Yasmine good reason for immediately dumping Demetri after the dancing incident. In the case of using Demetri as a beard/cover up, Yasmine has to kind of re-evaluate the net gains and net losses from the situation. She decides, understandably, that the social capital gained from having a long-term boyfriend doesn't outweigh the social capital lost from being seen as a girl who would take back a cheater. If she's started to feel like she needs to stay in this relationship to preserve her social standing, Yasmine now has the perfect excuse to get out. And she takes it, because being seen as a single, boyfriendless loser with no game is preferable to being seen as a doormat who takes back cheaters. And, finally, the objectively smartest thing to do for the sake of her appearance lines up with what Yasmine actually wants.

And in the case of Yasmine willingly bearding for her friend/pathetic pet wet cat? Well, it's clear to see her services aren't needed anymore, if Demetri is beard-shopping in Barcelona! This could be seen as a betrayal ("But I was going to make you fashionable! And respectable! And you throw me away for another beard??? :(") or a relief. Perhaps an entertaining pet project isn't worth the trouble when continuing the facade of that relationship would look bad to the people around them, like Eli and Moon. Or perhaps the fun has worn off for Yasmine, but now she's in too deep in this weird little game to just cut herself loose without her social circle prying their noses into it--similar to why Demetri might feel like he can't break up with her, ironically. Yasmine is tired of this farce of a relationship, and the entertainment value and "I'm such a good person for helping him!" satisfaction she gets from Demetri no longer justifies the exhaustion of pretending to care about all the bullshit Demetri blathers about. So when the perfect excuse presents itself, Yasmine doesn't hesitate to end her bearding project. And then she goes right back to hooking up with Moon, like she was obviously doing right before Eli video called Moon akjuhkdshfuyb

Another thing worth noting here is that even though I don't buy his Straight Guy Act in the least, Demetri has been shown to be, on the large, an exceptionally good actor. Both Eli and the audience were thrown for a loop when Demetri revealed in S6 that no, actually, he wasn't totally gucci about all that fuck shit Eli did in S2 and S3, and is still dealing with lingering trauma and resentment. This surprised us because he hid his unresolved feelings so well for 2 seasons straight. We bought that he moved past it all, and so did Eli. Demetri is good at concealing his true emotions and putting on a facade when he deems it necessary. It just isn't immediately obvious because we more often see him in situations where he doesn't give a shit, and just blabs out unfiltered thoughts because he decides it's relatively harmless. But Demetri deemed it necessary to repress his feelings about Eli's S2 and S3 actions in order to not further jeopardize their friendship. He deemed it necessary to fake an obsessive straight crush on a girl he's ultimately whatever about in order to fit in. He deemed it necessary to hide his own uncomfortableness around and dislike of karate in order to support Miguel and Eli at the AVT and Valley Fest.

In the context of him and Yasmine's relationship, I think if he was uncomfortable or put off by her being overly sexual with him, he could pretty easily mask it. And he would definitely think it was necessary to do so, since it would raise questions if he didn't want this hot girl all over him. Another possibility is that he's comfortable and unbothered around Yasmine because he knows she's all bark and no bite, so to speak. The sexual flirting is probably more for show than anything--two teenagers bending over backwards to seem interested in sex because it's the "normal" thing to do. He probably knows at that point that Yasmine talks a big game because she can, but she's not going to initiate anything more than like...making out XD If that were the case, Demetri probably WOULD be pretty chill about the ass-slapping and such, despite not being attracted to her. It makes him look good and he knows by now that Yasmine's not gonna try to actually sleep with him, or anything too crazy.

I realize now that in my original post, I lowkey made the Yasmine-Demetri relationship out to be this cut-and-dried situation where Demetri is subjecting some poor girl to his deceitful wiles. I definitely should not have made it sound so one-note, because it's a lot more complicated than "Yasmine good, Demetri bad." I don't think Yasmine is some hapless victim, nor is Demetri the sole perpetrator. Really, the only situation in which Yasmine would be entirely a victim is the "Yasmine is a huge moron" scenario, which I still believe is unlikely due to Yasmine canonically having at least some social and emotional intelligence. In most other scenarios, Yasmine and Demetri are both in the wrong for not being honest with themselves and with each other about what they want, and staying in a situation that isn't really beneficial to either (in the long term, anyhow). Yasmine most likely has her own ulterior motives for going out with Demetri, and I seriously doubt she's as into him as she wants to seem. Most scenarios that account for Yasmine's cunning and people smarts indicate she's doing this as a favor to Demetri and/or she's using him for her own purposes.

So, in kind of a happy accident, I...do not think the partner directly affected by Demetri being a bad boyfriend was actually that hurt by it. Yasmine, as I see it, doesn't care that much about Demetri's bad boyfriendry because she doesn't particularly care about having any kind of boyfriend, whether she considers them "good" or "bad." She's simply arrived at the conclusion that it's a better look to have a boyfriend than not, so she picked one she viewed as too much of a weenie to push her around and who doesn't care about her enough to take up too much of her time.

However, said bad boyfriendry is still there (imo, anyways) and still worth talking about, even if Demetri was lucky enough to find a girl who doesn't give much of a crap. The fact is that in most relationships like this, especially irl, a partner who endlessly supports their SO only to never have their own life, passions, and hobbies engaged with by said SO is GOING to be hurt by it. And at the end of the day, what we see onscreen is a girl revolving her life around her boyfriend and getting 0 indication that he appreciates it enough to bother knowing her at all. What we see is Yasmine seeming to know Demetri so deeply--enough to challenge his insecurities and stick her neck out to support his passions--only for him to turn around and not return that devotion and commitment in the slightest. And honestly, I hate that this is not seen for the relationship red flag that it is.

Maybe most surprisingly in all this is that I didn't always hate Yasmine and Demetri as a ship! I thought they had an entertaining dynamic back in S3, and I could buy them having a little fling. Hell, I was even willing to entertain the idea of bisexual Demetri back then! Granted, I don't think the showrunners ever sat them up as something that would last, considering they don't really have anything in common aside from being judgmental and having gotten wedgies. But Yasmine's anger about her attraction to Demetri and Demetri's continued surprise she's talking to him at all was a funny contrast, and Yas helping him save face with the cast signing was a sweet moment.

I think what thoroughly ruined them for me in S4 was that the show took the goofy gimmick pairing too seriously, and tried to sell us on Yasmine suddenly being so obsessively committed that she would abandon her dad's wedding to go to prom with Demetri. Considering we got 0 indication of Yasmine being a closet nerd in S1 and S3 OR her being someone who felt anything but disdain for karate, they really just...had her be super into all of Demetri's shit out of left field and removed all of her own shit. They highkey had to give that girl a lobotomy to make her and Demetri work as a long-term pairing ;_____;

If the show had kept their unserious dynamic from S3, then I don't think I'd be so harsh on them. But as is, S3 yas/metri and S4 yas/metri feel like two entirely different dynamics. They rewrote an existing dynamic that actually worked okay in a really gross and harmful way, and I wish there was more acknowledgment of that when talking about these characters and this ship. Yas/metri didn't HAVE to make Yasmine a trophy girlfriend, and they could have had them go in a more fun and more believable direction. But the fact is they chose not to. I think a lot of the time, people don't differentiate between what actually happened with Yasmine and Demetri from S4 onwards, and what they wish happened. They try to project the more enjoyable S3 yas/metri onto the later seasons, and it just...doesn't work, because their relationship was basically revamped from the ground up and had all the life and fun sucked out of it. It's totally valid to miss that, but I think it's disingenuous to pretend they kept yas/metri the same vibe in later seasons when they...really, really didn't. And it's a bummer they didn't, for sure :(

On a final, lighter note, it's highkey incredibly funny to me that the current preview pic for the "cobra kai spoilers" tag is my tag screenshot from the original post. Nothing on there is a cobra kai spoiler. That is all already stuff we dun knew. The only true (recent) spoiler on there is not even correct, since I am no longer confident Yasmine actually likes bleunamis.

I was going through my blog for the past few months when SUDDENLY

Truly I love when one of my posts ages like fine wine. Gourmet cheese, even. I have never felt more validated in my entire life XD Literally the only thing that was possibly disproven here was that, as @baldwinboy5ive has pointed out, Yasmine never confirms she actually likes bleunamis and we can't say for sure that that wasn't just Demetri assuming she did ^^;

"Ohhhhh it makes no sense Demetri cheated on Yasmine! He's obsessed with her! He worships her! Like I don't even like the ship but this is how he acts in canon!" Besties how do I explain to you that Demetri is not obsessed with Yasmine, not even a little bit. He's not even obsessed with the idea of her, although he might have been at some point. He SAYS he's obsessed with Yasmine, and he clearly wants the people around him to THINK he's obsessed with Yasmine. But his actions do not remotely indicate that, and never have.

If Demetri was actually obsessed with Yasmine at any point, we would know such things as what her hobbies are, what her hopes and dreams in life are, where she wants to go to college, what kind of job she wants to have, which school subjects she's okay at and which ones she struggles with, or literally like. Anything else that makes her a person. We as the audience don't know any of these things because Demetri, who should know a good chunk of this information if not all of it, has never made a single mention of anything Yasmine-related beyond the most obvious and surface-level details.

Unfortunately, throughout S6, Demetri forgets Yasmine's existence every time she walks offscreen. And even when there would be a natural opportunity to bring her up, i.e. when the kids are talking about college, Demetri does not make a single peep about her or how she factors into his post-high-school plans. Even in S4 and S5, Demetri only brings up Yasmine's existence a couple of times (once when talking to Eli about how karate helped him land a hot girl, and once when trying to give Miguel relationship advice for his own girlfriend). Neither of these are Yasmine-specific--Demetri talks about her like she fills the "girlfriend" role in his life and has no importance in of herself. Eli should get back into karate because karate got Demetri a hot girlfriend! Demetri is justified in giving Miguel girl tips because he has a hot girlfriend! It could literally be anyone and the way Demetri treats her and talks about her wouldn't change.

Moreover, if Demetri was as obsessed with Yasmine as he claims, they would maybe have one (1) conversation that wasn't about Demetri and his shit. Their relationship is all about him, and Yasmine revolving herself around him and his needs. She cares about karate because of him! She cares about nerd shit because of him! He plans their dates and orders food he assumes she will like without her actually indicating she will! And when, pray tell, has Demetri ever embraced, asked about, or indicated even minimal knowledge of Yasmine's interests???

Not. One. Fucking. Time. He barely ever talks about her and we have no proof he knows anything about her. That is literally the farthest thing from obsession. I can tell you as an ex middle school girl who was not immune to intensive and all-consuming crushes, I could probably write biographies for all my objects of affection solely based off of info they had mentioned to me or things I found out secondhand. I retained all of it, and I fixated on it. I talked about their lives nonstop and bored the shit out of all my friends. THAT is obsession. THAT is worship.

"But he calls her queen! He calls her goddess!" These are...not uncommon pet names for people who are dating. And in any case, pet names do not mean shit. Guys will call girls "baby" or "sweetheart" or "honey" and then abuse them and treat them like garbage. If anything, lavish, extra-ass pet names like "my goddess" can actually be used as a subtle manipulation tactic. Because hey, if I'm calling you something that implies I kiss the ground you walk upon, then maybe you won't notice that I never ask a single question or remember a single thing of substance about you, right? If I TALK like you're my whole world and then some, then maybe you won't notice that I am meeting your emotional needs at all because I do not actually know or understand you at all!

Now, I don't think Demetri is truly so much of a piece of shit that he's manipulating Yasmine intentionally. I think the over-the-top pet names are just one more thing he's using to sell the image that he is a Totally Normal Guy Who Is Thrilled To Be With This Hot Girl and cover up the fact he is not actually into or interested in her at all. More on this later.

"But it's because Demetri and Yasmine barely get any screentime! Demetri hasn't brought up any details about Yasmine because it's not relevant to the story!" And let's stop to think about why that is, eh? Demetri doesn't consider his partner to be worth a mention or even a passing thought in regard to...literally everything else in his life. And in S3, S4, and S6, Demetri gets plenty of screentime to maybe like. Say one (1) substantial thing about Yasmine. And the crazy thing is that it could incorporate seamlessly into the "comic relief side guy" role they are often determined to keep Demetri in. Imagine Demetri yapping at karate practice about designer fashion or nail salons or something else Yasmine talks to him about, and Johnny overhears and is like "ha! I knew he was a weird sissyboy!"Only to find out he got into these things by proxy via his incredibly hot girlfriend. Like it would NOT be hard to use this relationship for one-off jokes that would be on-brand for this show's humor, and yet. They don't. Instead of seeming even mildly interested in his girlfriend's existence, the showrunners have Demetri make pop culture references and situational snarky comments.

Now, you're probably wondering why someone like Demetri, who usually unapologetically does what he wants and doesn't give a shit if people don't like it, would initiate and stay in a relationship that he does not actually want to be in. And the reason, to me, is simple: He wants to fit in.

Demetri, from the beginning, has struck me as someone who doesn't have much interest in girls and dating, but wants people to think he does to appear "normal." Admitting he doesn't care about something most teenage boys obsess over would instantly "other" him and make him an even bigger target for bullying, which we know he's been dealing with for some time. And then, when Miguel and Eli both show overt interest in girls and get girlfriends, the pressure only increases. At this point, he's already worried they're going to leave him behind because of karate. The last thing he needs is something to cement to the two best friends embracing traditional masculinity that he's some kind of abnormal freak, and something they need to shed so as not to ALSO be seen as freaks.

(The why of Demetri's disinterest in girls and dating is irrelevant here, but for what it's worth, I think the simplest and most straightforward answer is that he's closeted and gay. If you don't see that, however, it's also possible he's acearospec. OR he just...is not impressed by any of the people he meets as dating prospects and maybe wants to wait until college to find a more meaningful connection with someone than just "they're hot and we have spicy make-out sessions." But in the world of high school boys--especially the toxic masculinity-obsessed world of Cobra Kai--this is NOT something you can ever outright say if you want people to respect you.)

Flash forward to Demetri getting with Yasmine, and attaining the safely unattainable. What is he supposed to do here that won't expose the "otherness" he's been trying to hide all along? He still has no real interest in her--he never did, and now he has to worry that might become apparent. Even when he (presumably) gets to know her, it's clear he's not too engaged or captivated, considering how he never demonstrates knowing any more about her than he did in S1. And he can't break up with her, considering all the unwanted attention that would bring. Because WHY WHY WHY would he give up every sane, NORMAL guy's dream??? Demetri's life may be in a more stable place--Miguel and Eli are his best friends again and he has a wider friend circle on the whole--but for all he knows, the only reason he was able to achieve this kind of happiness was BECAUSE he conformed. He got a hot girlfriend--the apparent ULTIMATE mark of social status in this dudebro-run universe--and if he willingly gives that up, he could lose everything. If he admits he doesn't want a girlfriend just for "having a girlfriend's sake," maybe Miguel and Eli will reject him. Maybe the rest of his friends and support system will, too. After all, so many of the people in Demetri's network are in relationships--Sam, Miguel, Robby, Tory, Eli, Moon. Hell, even his senseis! Johnny is dating Carmen, and Daniel is happily married. Being single by choice would make Demetri the odd one out. And after the abandonment issues he developed in S2, no way in HELL is he doing anything to jeopardize his support network.

And that brings us to Barcelona. Demetri got a significant confidence boost from beating Eli in the flag fight, and is starting to realize that he's more desirable to girls than he thought. Maybe he doesn't have to settle for Yasmine as a cover-up if there are other girls out there who could fill that role. Because that is all it is--a role. We have every reason to believe Demetri doesn't value romantic entanglements with girls for their own sake; to him, they're just a tool for showing off his coolness via "look! I get bitches!" as well as a means of fitting in with his peers.

So here comes Maria, offering Demetri a chance to show off just how cool and baller he is to his peers via giving him the ultimate thing men should strive for in this universe--girl attention. Demetri doesn't need Yasmine anymore. She's thousands of miles away, and there's a girl right in front of him who will help him project the image he wants. Why should he be concerned with a girl he only ever pretended to like to maintain appearances? Hell, maybe there's even some resentment there, if Demetri legitimately felt like he couldn't break up with Yasmine without subjecting himself to social scrutiny.

Add this to Demetri's falling out with Eli, and it gives him even more motivation to dance with Maria. Note how Eli is the one initially checking out Maria--enough so that Demetri slaps him like "you have a girlfriend!" And when Maria comes over, Eli feels like he has to say no out of principle. Demetri sees an opportunity to get under Eli's skin via dancing with a girl he's attracted to, and hey--it works, doesn't it?

Worth noting that Eli is ALSO a pretty shit boyfriend who knows basically nothing about Moon, but unlike Demetri, he has a more clear-cut feeling of "I shouldn't do this because it would be wrong." Demetri, meanwhile, is either so numbed out from the guilt of using Yasmine for his image that he wouldn't have any left to feel for cheating OR he knew what he was doing from the jump, in which case...why the hell would he feel even an iota of guilt for cheating, or hesitance to do so?

I suspect it's the former, since Demetri isn't like...a sociopath. But I do think he has been using Yasmine for quite some time now, whether he actively feels bad about it or not. And that's so clearly and obviously wrong that, in Demetri's mind, it dwarfs any "wrongness" of dancing with someone else when you're technically in a relationship. So might as well have some fun and make Eli mad, right?

"But you're biased because you ship Eli and Demetri!" Bizarrely enough, a lot of the complaints about the cheating plotline are coming from...other Elimetri shippers. At first I thought it was kind of funny (like...can't we just take the win and be happy, guys? Can't we celebrate the fact we've been saying Demetri doesn't give a rat's ass about his performative het relationship, and we were proven correct?), but now it's starting to get on my nerves. I feel like a lot of people in this fandom like Demetri not for what he is, but this like...kooky goofy funny wholesome comic relief guy they've built up in their head. Or people SAY they love his Villain Arc and want him to be a horrible cunt in Part 2, and then they flip tf out and claim he's OOC when he actually DOES do morally questionable things. The Demetri fandom apparently can't handle him being flawed if it's not in like...a safe and sanitized way where he doesn't act like thaaaaaaaat much of a jerk.

And what's even MORE frustrating is the way people are spazzing out over Demetri being flawed in a way that is VERY MUCH supported by what we have seen of his character for the rest of the show. Yes, he WOULD cheat, actually! Yes, it DOES make sense for him to cheat on a woman with another woman as a closeted gay boy (or something else significantly outside the cishet norm)--he has no real investment in his romantic relationships with women! the people around him seem to indicate that "getting chicks" is the ultimate mark of prowess, badassery, and success. Demetri figures "Hey, as long as I'm doing that, it doesn't matter who the fuck the chicks actually are. I just need to meet my Normal Heterosexual Quota before I go do something I actually give a shit about, like playing Dungeon Lord."

All this can be true, by the way, without Demetri being an absolute steaming shitpile of a person. We KNOW he has redeeming traits! He's incredibly loyal to and protective of his friends, and has been especially ride-or-die for Miguel, Eli, and Sam. He loves playing the entertainer, and he clearly eats it up whenever he makes Eli or one of his other friends laugh. He's sweet and loving with his female friends like Moon and Sam (which makes it all the more apparent to me that he...doesn't really care about Yasmine tbh. He has far healthier relationships with his platonic friends than his own partner!). He found it in him to forgive his best friend for some truly heinous shit, and probably would have been content for it all to be water under the bridge if not for the college debacle. Demetri is not unilaterally a bad person because he caved to the pressure to have a girlfriend and then...dealt with it poorly when he realized he didn't actually want her. His flaws and shortcomings are what make him interesting!

So often people see him in this really black and white way that really does his character a disservice. It's always "my Demetri is the bestest kindest gentlest most caring boy in the world and would NEVER cheat!" or "Demetri is absolute TRASH because he cheated on his girlfriend even though Miguel did too and we forgave he ass, and now nothing else about him or the context he did it in matters!" It's like no one wants to engage with his complexity, or stop and put some thought into his motivations and mindset before going "IT'S BAD WRITING BECAUSE I WANTED HIM TO BE A GOOD BOY AND HE'S A GOOD MORAL BOY IN MY HEAD AND THEY MADE HIM AN ASSHOLE >:(" Demetri can deeply love and fight for his platonic friends while treating the women he gets romantically involved with as interchangeable and unimportant. Both can be true. And if that makes you uncomfortable--GOOD! People are complicated, and characters that show that and force audiences to reckon with the multifaceted, messy, and often contradictory aspects of human nature are a positive thing. Especially in the age of purity culture writing characters off as The Epitome of Goodness or Pure Evil, I think approaching character analysis with nuance is more important than ever.

And finally...friends, I'm going to be so real with you for a second. I, the person behind this account, am a woman. I have dated and been in relationships with men. And frankly, it concerns me that it took cheating for a good chunk of this fandom to recognize Demetri is a shit boyfriend. And even now, with pretty infallible proof he's a bad boyfriend, I still see people in denial, saying "he wouldn't fucking do that to Yasmine! It was OOC! Why did they randomly have him decide to treat his girlfriend badly!" Ladies and gentlemen, have we been watching the same show??? He has never ever treated his girlfriend well, swinging back and forth between othering her as this larger-than-life Concept™️ and showing their relationship off like a prize. He uses her as a vessel to project what he wants onto and tell all his problems to. Just because Demetri isn't outright abusive and insulting Yasmine every 5 minutes doesn't mean he isn't toxic as hell. Their relationship has always been all about Demetri, and he only values Yasmine insofar as she can stroke his ego and fit the nebulous "dream girl" mold he's cooked up.

And I am pleading for women who like men to demand better than what Demetri Alexopoulos has to give. I mean, first of all, please get a better gaydar, because I have met an astounding number of irl gay men that remind me of that boy XD So if you meet a guy who's Demetri-coded to an above average degree...definitely double and triple-check he hasn't got you lined up to be his next beard before you get your heart broke ^^;

In all seriousness though, ladies. I know society is always telling us shit like "ohhhhh find a guy who's OBSESSED with you and WORSHIPS you and calls you a QUEEN!", but none of that means jack shit if a man doesn't want to actually learn anything about you and humanize you as more than an ideal. It's hard to be able to have good, thoughtful conversations with someone and be silly and goofy and relaxed and your most authentic self when you're constantly yelling down from the pedestal they put you on ^^; And please, for the love of god!!! I don't care HOW much you like a guy, you get the hell out of there if every single one of your conversations is about him. Romance is meant to be a partnership, not a girl erasing her entire personality and then some to cheer on a boy who does not even know where she's going to fucking college. Know your worth, seek better, demand better. Never settle for some dipshit who forgets about you every time you walk out the room because he called you "golden goddess."

Thank you for coming to my Ted Talk 🩵 TL;DR I fully support the Demetri cheating plot and hope it will eventually be the wake-up call people need to see this man was NEVER a good boyfriend to Yasmine Nolastname. I'm so happy she finally realized she deserves better than being some gayboy's beard cheerleader coolness trophy, and I wish her the best of luck in pursuing people who actually want to fuck women ♀️

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We've been sitting on this news for the last two weeks and we're so excited to share it with all of you.

We were nominated for a Hugo Award!

While Ariela is the name on the ballot, it would be unfair to neglect the role that Terri plays in not just the business side but also the creative aspects of what we do. So this is an honor and a delight for both of us.

Thank you all for nominating us and believing so hard in our work that we get to be in the room where it all happens this summer.

See you in Dublin!

[Image is the rocket ship logo of the Hugo Awards]

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remembering how. zack fair's still rlly one of my favs hehe

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April 17, 2019, 2:24 AM

I can't sleep. I'm wrestling Chuck Taylor today. Even though I'd consider him a great friend now, I never told him this story. When I was a sophomore in high school, a junior asked me to prom: even though I said yes, I was terrified. On the day of the prom, I remember sitting in my parents bathroom in my father's tux, freaking out. So I went to what I knew would calm 15 year old Wheeler down and I watched Chuck Taylor matches until I could take a deep breath. I went on to dance the night away. Yes, I'm a nerd 😂.

Fast forward to last year, and I was essentially homeless. Even though I suppose I could have moved home to South Carolina with my parents, all my work as an independent wrestler was here. I didn't know where to go, so I called ol' Chuckie T and asked if I could crash on his couch for a weekend. That turned into a whole month, in which Dustin and Orange Cassidy took care of me and made sure I had everything I needed while I found a new place to live.

Wrestling Dustin means the world to me. There's really only 2 other people on this planet (Colt Cabana, ZSJ) that I've ever wanted to wrestle as much as I have Dustin. This match has also been canceled multiple times in other promotions, so part of me doesn't even believe it's happening.

I don't mean for this to be overdramatic, but I do want you to know how much I care about this match. I want you to know how much it means to me that we'll even share the same ring. I firmly believe that Chuck Taylor is one of the most influential and underrated independent wrestlers of the last 10 years. We're kicking off the show tomorrow, and I think that's a mistake. Because if there's any time to have a career defining performance, it's now. If there's any time to prove yourself to the world, it's now. And most of all, if there's any time to prove you can hang with your heroes, it's now. See you tonight, Dustin