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fandom-changer · 1 year

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Interrogation.

This is my FIRST EVER dream smp fic, so let me know if you have any requests just ask!

This is a tickle fic btw!

Fandom: The Dream SMP

Characters: Tommy,Dream, a little Ph1LzA, georgenotfound)mentioned ONCE)

Types: Lee!Tommy, Switch!Dream

Summary:Tommy had stolen dreams discs,so he tries interrogating him to find out where he hid them. Doing so ends up with Dream finding out he is ticklish and using this weakness of Tommy's to get the information he needs, although it just turns into merciless tickling. Ph1LzA hears Dream and Tommy and decides to check it out. He separates his children and tells them to do that at home.

Word Count: 1187

Characters: 7260

Characters excluding spaces: 6119

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"Alright Tommy, we can make this go by quickly, or very,very slowly." The masked man said. "So, is it gonna go quickly, or slowly?" "I'm not giving you the discs,dream." Tommy said."So, slowly i guess? Cause' you ain't getting shit outta me." Dream sighed. He wasn't getting anywhere. He needed those discs back. Tommy was basically in control of dream at this point.

"I need those discs back NOW !" Dream slammed his hands on the table infront of him. "Well, I can tell you that.." Tommy sighed. Dream listened carefully. "that you AREN'T GETTING THE FUCKING DISCS BACK MATE'!" He yelled. "UGH! I SWEAR TO GOD TOMMY!!" Dream yelled back. "WOAH-" Suddenly he fell forward, brushing his hand on Tommy's side. Tommy jumped back and yelped,slowly letting out some tiny giggles. "Whats funny, tommy?" Dream asked, annoyed. "The fact you are making this longer than it needs to be?" "N-No," Tommy answered. "you brushed againts my s-side, thats all.."

"and that made you laugh?" He asked. He thought for a while. He suddenly realized. "Tommy?" Dream asked him. "What?" Tommy replied. "Are you ticklish?" Tommy went dead silent. He knew that he was red as redstone at this point.

"Tommy?" Dream asked,waving his hand infront of his face. "You good?" Tommy snapped out of it. "O-Oh! Yeah! I-Im fine" He answered. "I asked you a question." He said. "Oh? Sorry I d-didnt hear you" Tommy said shakily. "Tommy, Are you ticklish?""Me? Ticklish? Of course n-not! Why a-are you asking?" He said. Dream thought for a minute. "are you sure?" He asked. "Y-Yeah,why?" Tommy was scared of dream, or anyone really, finding out his weakness;tickling.

"hmm.. for some reason I dont believe you." Dream said. He walked behind the table that was infront of him and went over to tommy. "if your not ticklish, then you dont mind me testing something, do you tommy?" Dream asked. "N-No, go ahead" Tommy said. He gulped.

Dream walked over to a wall and grabbed a blindfold. He put it on Tommy. "Why cant I see anything?" Tommy asked. Dream walked over to the door and opened it, then closed it. "W-Wait!! Dream! Hello?! ANYONE?!" Tommy looked around frantically, even though he couldnt see anything. He pulled on the restrains that held down his hands and feet. "damn it.. HELLO!?" He yelled. Dream walked over to him. Dream lightly tapped Tommy's sides from behind. He jumped and pulled on his restrains,giggling. "Huh? whahahat? Hellohohoho??" He asked. Tommy pulled on his restrains hardly. "Dahahahamn!! Stohohop! I cahant sehehe! This ihihisnt fahahair!!" Dream stopped

He walked over to the door and opened it, then closed it. "Hello? Im back" Dream announced. "Why dihihid you leheave?" Tommy asked, giggling slightly. "Whats that matter? And why are you giggling?" Dream replied. He walked over to tommy and took off his blindfold. Dream started undoing the restrains on his feet and hands. "Whats happening?" Tommy asked. "I wanna test something." dream replied.

Dream grabbed the hand restrains and put them in his pocket. he started walking towards tommy. Tommy backed up until he hit the wall. "Hey,whats happening? Dream?!" Tommy asked. He grabbed tommys arms with one hand and pinned them above his head. He used his other hand and grabbed the restrains. He restrained his arms above his head. "What?! HELLO?!? EXUSE ME?!" Tommy yelled. Dream backed up. Tommy struggled. "LET ME GO!!!" he yelled. "No, I have to run my test" Dream laughed.

Dream walked over to tommy. He lifted up his shirt. "H-Hey! What are you doing? Dream?!" Tommy yelled. "No! No no no nohohoho!!" "Already laughing? I havent even started!!" Dream said. "Now you have one last chance. Are you ticklish?" "I sahahaid no!" Tommy yelled. "okay then" Dream said. "Time to prove it." "Wait! no no no! Dream! We can tahahalk about thihihis!!" Tommy said. Dream ran his hands up and down Tommy's sides slowly. Tommy giggled quietly, slowly getting a little bit louder. "Dreheheham! Stohohohop! I dohohont like thihihis!!"

"i want my discs back. Your mistake" Dream said. He tickled tommy's stomach, using his fingernails to trace and draw shapes. Tommy erupted in muffled laughter. "Drehheheham! Nohohohohoho!!" Tommy yelled, knocking his head side to side. "you know what drove george crazy when we were little?" Dream asked. "whahahahat?" tommy answered, still giggling. "This!" Dream inhaled and blew rasberrys on Tommy's stomach. Tommy broke out into laughter. Not giggles, Laughter. "DREHEHEHEHEAM!! NOHOHOHO! I CAHAHHAHANT! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!!!" Tommy shot his head back onto the brick wall. "OHOHOHOHOW!!" Dream stopped and inhaled. "Hmm, are you ticklish here?~" Dream asked. He moved his hands up to his armpits. He tickled tommy's armpits and he broke into quieter giggles. "Wahahait nohohoho stohohohohop!!" Tommy begged.

Dream stopped and let him breathe. He suddenly dropped Tommy's feet restrains. "Oh! Wait," Dream thought, bending down and sitting. Tommy had his eyes shut. "Tommy?" dream asked. " WhaaaAAAAAAAHAHAHHAT?!!! WAHAHAHAHAHAT THE FUHUHUHUUHUCKD DREHEHHEHEHEHEAM?!!!"Tommy shook and squirmed frantically. "oo~ Weak spot?" Dream asked. "NOHOHOHOHOHO! SHUHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUHUHUHUP!!" Tommy yelled. Dream got up and went straight for his hips. Tommy laughed frantically. He couldnt even talk, tears streaming down his face.

Ph1LzA, who had just been walking by, heard the giant laughter coming from Dream's base, so he walked in. "what the-" Ph1LzA Watched closely. Tommy laughing and crying, dream tickling him mercilessly. He walked over and picked up Dream by the hips and put him over his shoulder. "AH!" Dream shook so hard his one shoe fell off. Ph1LzA Undid the restrains on tommy and he fell down, breathing. "Thanks Phil," Tommy thought. "Can I?" He mouthed. Ph1LzA looked over and nodded. "Only for like, a minute." He mouthed back.

Tommy walked over to dream,who was squirming trying to get out of his grip. Tommy ran his fingers up and down his socked foot. Dream erupted into giggles. "wahahahait! Phihihihilzahaha! Thahahats ot fahahahair!" Dream yelled. "Nohohohoho!!! Tohohohohomehehehehey!" "Alright Tommy." Ph1LzA said. He picked him up. "AH!" Tommy yelled. "You guys need to do this stuff at home." He said. "Hmph!" Tommy breathed. "He stole my discs!" Dream yelled.

Ph1LzA took them home. Tommy didnt talk to dream for a while. Dream occasionally tickled tommy,and they had tickle fights.

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OH MY GOD THAT TOOK 4 AND A HALF HOURS

Thanks for reading!

#lee!tommyinnit #ler!dream #philza #dream smp

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dappersautismcreature · 10 months

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hey sorry this is super outta nowhere but i was scrolling thru the mcytconfessions blog n saw you saying youre a wilbur hater and im genuinely curious as to why?

this isnt me waiting to like. white knight him and bite your face off btw. i like wilbur but this *is* genuine curiosity pls dont be afraid lmfaoksdsdfkhf

ah yeah, sorry nonnie, and no worries. sorry for the rant ahead i just wanna lay it all out.

listen, its pure vibes, i dont really have an explanation for it. i liked him just generally for a while, but i watched a video where he talked about american gun control and it just came off super uck to me. like, a lot of british lefties have this weird thing where they will assume americans are all stupid just for kicks when we've actually been indoctrinated to think the way we do. i guess i just dont like seeing brits have political takes that are just pure "america needs to get its shit together" cause yeah bro we know, focus on whatever the fuck is up with ur government please. I feel like if i talked politics with wilbur soot he would be condescending as shit and basically explain to me what socialism is or whatever when its like, dude,, please. british lefties think they know more than the average young american, which is most of the time not true, or not something to insult someone over. (this is also because he reminds me of a shitty ex friend who was in the states for AMERICAN STUDIES but would just talk on and on and on about how dumb americans were -___-)

and its more than that, i never get idolization of people, like, online people. the closest ive come to it was technoblade maybe? gtws is pretty awesome too, bbh is low level idolization maybe. so it weirds me out when people are just in awe over him, makes my instincts go wild. im really not accusing him of anything, i know this is just the silly brain reacting silly. it just weirds me out. his fans do not know him, nobody's fans know the person, and yet they act like they do, and like he's gods gift to leftism and queerness when he is,, a cishet maybe-aro upperclass man from britain. nothing against him really.

oh, and his fans tick me off because theyre ALWAYS inserting him into things and just. listen, i dont like having to scroll through tons of wilbur fics in the qsmp tag when im just trying to get to some badboyhalo or etoiles centric fics. the man has been on the qsmp for like less than a week of playtime and he's the fourth most tagged character on the qsmp ao3 tag.

not to mention he gets dragged into other plots like "what if this actually happened to wilbur!" or "yeah but what if wilbur was there!" or my most hated "cant wait till this character meets wilbur because i cannot enjoy this media (which is about finding and enjoying a bunch of ccs) if it doesnt have my guy in it!" like i get it, you have a hyperfix or a special interest, ive been there, but maybe then go watch stuff he's actually in, instead of forcing him into a plot he really isnt that big a part of anymore.

people also praised his dsmp writing when it was,, average at best. honestly i think bbh's and the eggpire's writing did way more for the dsmp because they actually tried to include other people in the plot as much as possible, instead of just writing for you and a few of your friends. imo, c!wilbur was an ok character, like, nothing bad, but nothing extraordinary for me. utah is death, ok buddy got it, wow, insane. yeah yeah we've all been to the soul sucking pit of utah, haha i get it. << this is just pure salt ignore that lmao

oh and lovejoy didnt fuckin invent political indie rock, people need to get over themselves on that one.

so yeah, its just a thing of, i cant really bring myself to like him. the brain goes wonky when he's around. kinda wish i didnt like, get angry when he's on screen but idk i cant really stop myself. nothing againstt you if you like him, ill usually tag anyy wilbur neg with #wilbur crit so if you wanna mute that tag. i dont post it too often tho.

#asks #wilbur crit

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autisticlancemcclain · 1 year

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Wheres that one post you made a few months back abt a divorced klance.. like the one with all the what ifs... it made me cry so much and i was telling a friend about it and then proceeded to try show her so she can suffer too but i cant find it...

Love you btw your fics give me life❤❤❤

oh shit i don’t even know how to find that

#does anyone remember when i posted it #im gonna have to consult jetblackcode probably #FUCK #what tags did i use #ask

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goblinbugthing · 11 months

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ok so there’s stuff in my brain again. thoughts

basically i have this group of 7 ocs that i originally made during my dra phase and haven’t touched in years, but ive been thinking about them a lot recently and ive started to feel like revamping their characters, giving them a good old redesign, and rewriting them and their story.

ofc im gonna remake them so they’re less. yknow, really terribly written. but when i say i wanna rewrite their story i mean i wanna turn it into a fic, instead of just remaking them and leaving them alone and rotting again.

im gonna ramble more under the cut, but that’s the basics of what’s happening in my brain rn

(cw for mentions of cults, human experimentation, death/murder, and implied abuse)

anyway, these guys are pretty old characters — i made the first two of them when i was like 11 — and so of course, they are. Not Good. and its gonna take a solid amount of work to actually fix them up and make them decent. but i really want to.

lemme introduce their dumbasses real quick:

first of all, we’ve got jay! real creative name, i know (/sarcasm). they’re 16, agender, intersex, and bisexual, using they/them pronouns, and they’re a human experiment. they were abandoned when they were 6 by their (super religious) parents who thought they were a fucking demon, and they got picked up by some cultists that claimed to work for an orphanage. spoiler alert, they did not work for an orphanage, and those fuckers grabbed jay, dragged them to a facility, and experimented on them for the next 10 years. those experiments turned them into a shapeshifter. dont ask me how because i dont know. they’ve also got several very badly written mental illnesses, as is the usual with creepypasta ocs. oh yeah they were a creepypasta oc btw

then there’s jay’s gf, willow. she’s 17, cis, pan, and ace, using she/her pronouns, and she’s just a normal human girl with no special abilities. but she does have a shitty dad and a dead mother. she and jay kill her dad after a bunch of Wild Shit. violent revenge, yay!

aaand cora. she’s 17, cis, bisexual (i think, i cant find her info anywhere), and uses she/her. she’s jay’s identical twin, and also a normal human, but she has psychokinesis. like she can move stuff with her brain. cool

next on the list is sigasi. she’s 21, cis, and aroace, using she/her pronouns, and she’s also a human experiment. jay sees her as an older sister, but they’re not actually related. she’s not a shapeshifter like them, but she’s got weird void claw hands and some fucked up wings that don’t work.

and then oh dear god, delta sun. he’s 26 (i think), cis, neptunic, demiromantic, and asexual, using he/him pronouns, and he’s in the same boat as jay and sigasi. instead of being kidnapped, though, he was given to the cultists by his mother (who thought he was a demon) and was raised in the experimentation facility. also, he’s half angel. his dad is an angel while his mom is a (super religious) human.

and SPEAKING of delta’s mom, it’s hope! she’s technically in her 50s but she died at 27, cishet and uses she/her pronouns. she’s essentially just hara before hara, but she is SO MUCH MORE INSANE. LITERALLY. she’s super religious and superstitious, she’s scared of everything, she’s been gaslit and indoctrinated into the same cult that the human experimenting fuckwads are in, she’s dead, she’s fucking crazy, she’s so badly written. i love her.

and as for delta’s dad, that would be ea. he’s 427, completely genderless, and doesn’t label his sexuality. uses all pronouns because fuck it, and they’re a somewhat biblically accurate angel. i dont have much info on him unfortunately, and what i do have written down is unimportant.

as you can see, three of them are human experiments. this is because i had a phase where i was obsessed with human experimentation. i thought it was so fucking cool.

anyway! the lore behind these bastards is super complex and ive been hyperfixating on that for a few days. i dragged some old shit out of the abyss to actually remember stuff about them, and uh. god theyre so badly written it hurts me.

fuck it im making a lore doc

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winderlylandchime · 8 months

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Hello! I’m here to tell you that my brother and Brian the cat are officially back home! I have to tell you some stuff tho! I was asked (nicely) to send you a message and i almost died when i got texts from my dad yesterday, so i knew i had to let you know. Anyway just a little thing for you to read because i thought you should see it as well.

I got a text from my dad that my brother befriended the old lady that sat next to him on the plane and they discussed Desperate Housewives because he is still watching it (he isnt at Gales season yet) and the lady really liked it back when it aired. He originally mentioned Gale and was about to tell her about qaf and my dad smacked him on the head and went ‘don’t even think about it. I’m not (my name)’ (he mentioned Gale and went ‘he was on this show Queer as OW’ according to my dad. You can take a guess when my dad smacked him) So he definitely has different ways of dealing with him than I do..I wouldve let it happen and then watch in amusement for 5 hours while he has an old lady trapped with him on a plane while he talks about two dudes in love.

ALSO! They had a surprise party planned for him. And i got a video sent to me of my brother’s girls (aka the queens) and his best friends that came to wait for him at the airport. They even made him a sign (the sign said ‘welcome back Mr Wannabe Kinney’) and he was so happy. And then they all surprised him at that bar they all go to! Turns out my mom, grandma, grandpa and the queens planned a surprise welcome home party. They decorated it all with signs that based on some photos had qaf topics written on them and balloons and when he sent me a photo this morning of all of them in a group, i swear it’s the cutest shit ever. I wish you could’ve seen it but just imagine a shit ton of people where 98% are queer, a few drag queens and then in the middle a dude with a Britin shirt on that looks like he doesn’t even belong there. It’s adorable how happy they all are to have him back and I can’t wait to find out how long that lasted until he unloaded all of his qaf/gale/randy/britin knowledge on them.

And secondly, I’m a little late with this but he did text me before he boarded the plane, asking me to relay a message to you: ‘yooo tell them that I just read that last chapter while we were waiting on our flight. What a fucking ending. I actually loved it, felt good, felt nice, felt like the right time. Wish that the real show ended in a similar way. For real (my name), you’re gonna love it when you read it.’

After that I texted him your replies to my message and he immediately texted me back ‘DRAG QUEEN STORY IS NEXT?! FUCK YEAH! I CANT FUCKING WAIT!’ And then in the middle of the night (so for him around 3 am) a very lovely text followed up: ‘can you nicely ask them to tell their Hannah Montana friend that I fucking love the new story. I have so many guesses and theories how it’s gonna go and I can’t wait to be wrong cause I know it’s gonna be better. And this shit is based on how the other person’s friends met?! I have so many questions, I feel like they’re right up my ally.’ After that he spammed my phone to ask me if I’ve read both of the fics yet (i have and they’re absolutely brilliant. You guys are talented as fuck)

Today he actually called me to talk to me about your epilogue and about your friends fic. This is really how we will bond from now on, isn’t it? I did send him your little teaser of the drag queen fic and he completely lost his shit. He’s so excited and if you were nervous about writing this fic, just so you know, you got a random straight dude in your corner because he is so excited for it, it’s kinda ridiculous (not really, its actually really sweet)

Btw, about the podcast Ron and Dan were on, I’ve also never listened to their podcasts even though I knew about it. But curiosity did get the best of me so I went and checked it out. It was a pretty decent interview. I don’t think it made me hate them more or less, kinda just the same. They didn’t say anything that I would clock as bad. I did see that they might do a part 2 where they’ll answer fan’s questions so i guess we’ll see then how i feel about them.

Dear sweet anon! Thank you so much for sending this update.

Queer as OW I'm dying! I would have let him trap that lady too. Maybe gotten another viewer of the show!

Welcome Back Mr. Wannabe Kinney! Oh I love that. I'm going to guess that since they're his friends, they're used to him info-dumping on them and they signed up for this. Otherwise, they wouldn't have encouraged it with their care packages. They know who he is.

I'm so glad he (and you!) enjoyed the final chapter of Fireflies. It was a short chapter given how long it took me to write it. I'm just terrible at ending fics.

This is my friend's story (as I texted it to the fic author):

"We were at a sex party and after fucking, I asked for his number and he actually gave me his real number instead of what he usually did which was give out the number of the last guy who had 'exchanged' numbers with him."

I'm excited that he's excited for the drag queen AU. It's going to be a long time coming though. I mapped it out yesterday and it's going to be about 20 chapters because I want a chapter devoted to each of the drag race all-stars challenges. And I'm going to include actual queens from the show. I want to have a good amount written before I start posting to make sure I'm up to the challenge. It's hard to capture everyone's voices and balance that many moving parts. My fics tend to focus on relationships and mental health, I don't write super plotty fics so this is new for me. I'm really excited for it though.

I'm going to check out the podcast! After I finish listening to my library book. WHILE WE WAIT FOR ANOTHER RANDY PODCAST EPISODE.

#ask winderlylandchime #dear sweet anon #queer as folk #a straight man watches qaf us 2000 in the year of our lord 2023 #2024 edition

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pumpkin-padparadscha · 2 years

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the point of the fic where roman is a bird, btw, is that while a bird he cant quite understand his own emotions and past. he finds the ruins of his home and experiences grief and loneliness, but he doesnt know why being there upsets him, and so like a bird, flies away and leaves the place he doesnt enjoy being at.

good homing instincts after remus leaves him far away in the forest, but by the time he gets there he's settled into bird mindset and cant remember why he was going home or even wgat home means besides place to nest

and looking at all the fire and smoke his bird mind decides that actually this is a shitty place to live, and he goes looking for somewhere else

so as a bird he spends years detatched from his human memories, and he actually leans into it because the part of him that is capable of parsing heavy emotions realizes that he doesnt want to know the truth, and that being a bird is easier

anyway,,,, one day someone breaks the little metal cuff around his ankle, and he turns back into a human, but its been years, and all roman can manage at first is to be absolutely indignant that someone would take his beautiful wings and feathers away from him.

whoever broke the cursed jewelry thing asks him why he was a bird, and the memories and worry and betrayal and heartbreak all come rushing back

roman tries forcing himself back into bird form to escape his rush of grief, but hes been a bird for too long and his magic is exhuasted, since it was never a shift meant to be permanent

also whoever was after him and remus can track him now that he isnt a bird, quite specifically because theyre looking for a prince, and word magic is picky. birds dont have overarching systems of government, but once roman remembers who he is people looking for him can scry successfully.

anyway roman still has memory issues because he was a bird for a long time and his short term memory is shit and he can only remember important things a little at a time depending on how it fits the pacing of the story.

roman: why would you do that‽ my beautiful wings D:

roman, trying to parse the images in his head that have emotions attatched, crying and unable to understand why thinking of smoke and a man in green makes his chest hurt: 😭 what the fuck why would you do that, youve cursed me

whatever side is there: i actually lifted a curse that was on you, so youre welcome.

#rero #remrom #romrem #bird roman #pt 2 of 2

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gratuiciel · 4 months

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(to the tune of running up that hill) you wanna hear about the fics im writing

u dont have to btw, especially if u dont know the fandoms im talking about (dq11 and tokrev) bc this will mostly sound like a bunch of nonsense if u dont

content warning for whump writing and descriptions of violence/injuries/captivity

first one is gonna be jasper//hendrik in a setting where the luminary doesnt show up on time at the last bastion and so hendrik has to surrender himself to save the people living there (bc he Knows they'll keep fighting if he asks them, and he Knows the whole siege is kind of his fault since jasper is doing this specifically to prove his military superiority over him). definitely gonna be whump in there. jasper keeps him captive in his sky fortress (hendrik cant exactly fly away) and mostly fucks with his mind, but then mordegon decides thats not fun enough and takes matters into his own hands (jasper eventually defects to the luminary while hendrik gets turned into a monster. role reversal babey!)

second one is a gen fic in which hendrik manages to go back to the past (eleven passed on his power during the final battle bc he was too injured to heal), so he's like okay ive got this im gonna fix everything also im literally proficient in both combat and magic thanks to the luminary's power so there is nothing i cant do... except that when he has to choose the moment where he wants to return he kind of panics bc there are so many things to fix, and the confusion as he formulates his wish causes him to return just a few weeks before the events of the game, except he's 6 now and he can't lift a sword anymore. get detective conan'd, idiot. (this is mostly bc adult hendrik with luminary powers would be op as fuck and therefore i had to nerf him and also force him to ask for help for once. he knows everything but cant say anything and he'll need to rely on others to save the world) the fic will then follow the canon story order but things will happen in a different way due to hendrik's interference

third one's premise is: chifuyu gets visions of the future instead of takemichi, and when he sees baji's future he jumps to take the hit in his place. when he wakes up in the hospital, he learns that baji took the blame for the stabbing (he's in jail now) and that his new hospital roommate (once his condition has stabilized) is none other than kazutora (he's been punched in the face a whole lot and got broken bones too). they cant get along at all and takemichi is tasked with watching over them (kazutora is in his division now). once kazutora has healed somewhat, he'll try to get revenge on kisaki and hanma for pushing him to stab baji. at this point he's just obsessed with vengeance and doesnt care abt his own personal safety and chifuyu gets visions of him getting into big big trouble and so he has to get him out of it each time. they grow to trust each other eventually. there is also this takemichi//kisaki subplot which i am cooking up, where kazutora sends dudes to fuck up kisaki while he himself is fighting hanma, and takemichi is the one to rescue (sort of) kisaki (he gets his ass kicked lol but him taking half the hits essentially means kisaki doesnt get beaten to death). then takemichi carries kisaki home to tend to his wounds and then the dude gets a fever and takemichi gets to learn somewhat abt his past and why he is like this. main appeal of the kisa//take subplot is that at some point takemichi will have to go to the future for information and find out that kisaki didnt kill hina bc he didnt propose to her bc now he's in love with him?? for some reason?? it's honestly so funny to me. also i just wanna flesh out kisaki as a villain and find out what couldve shaped his world view (needless to say his family life is Fucked up) anyway this will probably also follow the canon timeline except now kazutora is here to fuck shit up and takemichi is trying to understand kisaki (with mixed results), which will drastically change how things go i think (no idea how this will end yet. i havent even figured out how to make chifuyu and kazutora get injured enough to share a hospital room for some time but not too injured that they can make it to the christmas fight (theyll probably still be recovering by that time... possibility of additional angst by having surgery scars reopen and all))

#all of them have angst and whump lol i was mostly going for romance and healing...#wanted to get these ideas out there so itll motivate me to write em

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mechawolfie · 1 year

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wait there was smth i wanted to say abt that "how did u get into/how do u imagine you'll get into a relationship" poll but i forgot but i remember now. under a read more bc I'm shy uwu

so like i said in the tags, big fan of the "be autistic @ each other until we realize we've fallen in love" approach. but in terms of my actual genuine expectation i've thought very much about id rather it be like. an aro autistic sort of commitment. u know like, we make the conscious decision to Try Something Out, discuss the type of relationship we want, & see where it goes.

but yeah feelings been messing me up. & i know i don't Need to listen to my feelings bc chemical reaction or w ever but i feel like i have to dissect every feeling i don't understand & get into the meat and organs of it so i fully understand it so it doesn't Scare Me Anymore. but that's like hard when u have a hard time Feeling your Feelings. bc of Alexithymia (GREAT song by anberlin. btw)

anyway im hungry but im waiting for my chicken patty to cook so I'm kinda oughhh rn. so.

now i am someone that, bc of my sheltered upbringing, likes to experience things that I'm curious abt. this includes relationships. i'd like to try them bc i like the thought. but also there's this idea in western society that relationships need to happen Naturally. which trips me up a bit as someone who 1) can't just Go Out And Meet People and 2) don't like the traditional ideas of relationships (meet > realize we're "in love" > all the gushy shit or w ever). like it's very incidental & i like to do things On Purpose. n maybe that's a little bit my need to have control over things. just a little bit.

theres also the fact that itd need to be, initially, a ldr bc the above mentioned Can't Just Go Out. which a lot of ppl don't like i've found !

oh yeah. there's also the thing where i am. let's see here. black, trans (in a "weird" way)(and pre-everything), so many types of neurodivergent & mentally ill, not very active bc of chronic pain, stuck w my family & cant drive, and pretty strictly t4t. all things that make Living Amongst Other People sort of Uncomfortable, specifically around ppl who don't like to acknowledge that they might have internalized some Bigoted Shit, and like to make it My Problem.

i cant. remember where i was going with that. like i think I'm trying to go somewhere but I'm too gosh dang hungry to remember. i think what I'm trying to say is that i want to try dating, it sounds fun (especially now that i've accepted that I Am A Guy. like woah.. you're telling me i can HAVE a gay relationship??? like in my fics????? no way) BUT. is scawwy. and finding someone who would be compatible with me, whatever that means exactly, sounds. hard.

WAIT my chicken patty just finished. i just heard the oven go Ding! swag

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i-will-bite-your-face · 2 years

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Hi, so I recently stumbled upon your fic “the king is dead” on ao3, and I feel I have a vague memory of seeing art of it. But I can’t find anything about this au on your blog. And I was wondering if you were willing to share any about the story?

OH MY GOD. man i haven't thought abt that fic in a while!! I started it on october 25 holy shit ...

okokok so i am planning on continuing this eventually so i cant give too much info but this is the basic idea. Yes this is how all my fic planning docs look...very messy.....(under a read more bc it might get long loll)

Paul Bigge (29) (fun fact Bigge literally means “Big and Strong'') is a blacksmith living in a small plague ridden town near the castle where his nation’s royal family lives.

He lives by himself other than his 5yr old son Kayne, or Kay for short (which is based off of AK,, A nickname for the Fun Dead kid)..

His wife Irene died from the plague that basically turns the infected into a zombie… yep im that uncreative…

Kay is selectively mute due to the trauma from his mother trying to kill him, haha fun! He does speak a bit but he and Paul normally talk to each other with sign language.

Kay has vitiligo, and a lot of the other kids in the village taunt him for the vitiligo saying his mom must have infected him as well or call him moldy :(.

Paul is fairly well off being one of the only (and the best) black smith in the town and he has a pretty good reputation so he eventually gets hired by the royal family.

To the village, the royal family is thriving and benevolent to them, the eldest prince (he’s like 28), Prince Patryck (ueueue see where i'm going with this…?) shows his face to the village every so often to keep morel up and help settle disputes.

Paul was charged to make a suit of armor for the prince, something for his inevitable coronation to be king. The two spend a lot of time together and become fast… ehe friends. (wink wink)

And that's where i left off in the fic! I did draw some stuff for it but i cant find it sorry!!

heres a link for anyone who wants to check it out btw! :D

#my writing #my au #ask #moonscaper

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zarnzarn · 2 years

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"Daki," Gyutaro says. Daki ignores him, scowling and continuing to struggle with her sashes- as soon as she gets the right fucking shade, she'll be done and can join him for the hunt, but she refuses to go looking like an absolute idiot.

"Daki," Gyutaro says again and Daki's temper snaps.

"What?" She whirls on him with a snarl, accidentally dropping her eye glamour in her irritation- her fury worsens as she realises she's going to have to sit and do it all over again. "What the fuck is so important that it can't wait five seconds, Gyutaro?"

He's unfazed by the teeth in his face as always, staring down at her silently until she recedes.

He holds out a bottle. "Here."

She grabs it from him with a squeal of delight, already appeased- Onii-chan only ever gets her the best and prettiest of things from wherever he goes. "Oooh, what is it? An ancient wine? Some new fancy skincare? Oh! A new lure for food."

"It's an elixir," Gyutaro says, thumping down next to her, looking amused. "Practically a legend- human fools think it doesn't exist at all."

Daki's eyes widen as she stares down at the bottle in her hand, maroon and turquoise and shining in the moonlight. "What does it do?"

"Supposed to make you beautiful," Gyutaro says lightly, and she smacks him.

"Am I not beautiful already?" She demands. "Are you calling me ugly?"

Ugly. The second the word slips out of her mouth, she flinches back, regretting it. Gyutaro looks away too, smile faltering and fading before it's hidden by his overgrown hair.

She- she hadn't meant it. She hadn't meant to say it, hadn't wanted to fling all the nasty, horrible things she remembered the citizens of Red Light using at him. Even while she'd being saying it, a part of her was screaming at herself to shut up, watching her brother's golden eyes fill with hurt, watching something in her brother sputter and die out as she lashed out.

Don't hold yourself so fucking low, she wanted to tell him, but the words were stuck in her throat. Don't you know I don't actually care about how you look? Don't you know you're the only thing in this world worth anything to me?

But those words were stuck down even further.

"You have it, then," Daki says instead, trying for blunt. "I'm already beautiful enough for any sane human to fall to their knees for me. But you could-" she looks over to him, voice faltering a bit. "You might like it," she says timidly, "Being pretty."

You might finally care about yourself; if only the slightest bit of how much I do, she thinks, but she can't say that at all.

Onii-chan snorts and her heart sinks- he's not going to have it.

"I'm not meant to be pretty, Daki," he says calmly, all warmth and fondness and love. "Go on, drink. It's good, I swear."

She opens her mouth to argue- she may have died at thirteen, but she's lived for hundreds, and she's not stupid. She heard her brother quietly offer that demon slayer their Upper Rank Six blood, for a fighting chance to keep his little sister safe.

Gyutaro raises an eyebrow and she sighs and swallows down the vial.

And immediately starts choking. She flies forward with the force of it, only not falling off the roof because strong hands close around her arms and pull her back.

But there's no panic in them, no urgency- and when she turns back, Daki's brother has no surprise on his face and she has one moment of pure fear.

"Onii-chan," she gasps out, even as Gyutaro picks her up easy as anything and takes off towards the forest. "What-"

"I shouldn't have taken you with me," Gyutaro says coldly and Daki's heart drops down to her numb feet, fire burning through her veins too painfully for her to respond. "Not when I made the deal, not every time after."

Daki screams into the night air, part pain, part terror at what she knows he's trying to do. They've known it ever since the first time they woke up in Limbo- him a demon and her human.

She never made a deal. She can still lose her demonhood.

Gyutaro laughs humorlessly, tears dripping onto Daki as she writhes uselessly in his grip. "I should never have been the one to raise you, either. Ugly, filthy thing like me- I shouldn't even have been allowed to touch you, let alone call you my sister."

She grapples for a hold on him even as he abruptly drops her to the forest floor. Daki pushes herself up on a trembling elbow, glaring up at her brother. He's wrong, he's fucking wrong.

"But you have a chance now," he murmurs, leaning down and rubbing a blackened fingernail and rough fingertips against her cheek, even as she screams, fangs falling out of her mouth. "You can go live, Ume. Go be who you were supposed to be, go find a handsome man to fall in love with you, go find a family who can support you the way a family should."

"You're my family!" Daki screams at him. "Onii-chan, you fucking promised! YOU SAID YOU'D NEVER LEAVE ME!"

"And I'm sorry, Ume, I didn't want to," Gyutaro whispers, knocking their foreheads together, uncaring of the poison spilling out of Daki's mouth onto his feet. "I really didn't. But it's better this way- now no one will hurt you ever again."

"YOU'RE HURTING ME RIGHT NOW," She screams, hysterical. She can feel her vision fading, her stature shrinking, the never-ending thirst for blood receding. "I'LL NEVER EVER EVER FORGIVE YOU IF YOU LEAVE ME, ONII-CHAN, NEVER!"

Gyutaro kisses the top of her head and gets to his feet. "Goodbye, Ume."

"I WON'T LET YOU WALK INTO HELL ALONE," She screams, clawing her hands into the ground and crawling forward towards him, even as her vision blurs out. "I'M NOT LETTING YOU GO, ONII-CHAN, YOU CANT LEAVE ME HERE!"

"Be happy," he says, ignoring her completely. "There's so much more to life than climbing up the ranks and pleasing some powerful asshole and spending all your time with your stupid older brother."

"I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT YOU!" Daki sobs, digging her fingers into his legs tight enough that she's dragged along when he takes a step forward. "I NEED YOU, ONII-CHAN, PLEASE, PLEASE, DON'T GO WITHOUT ME!"

"I love you, Ume," Gyutaro says quietly. Gently, carefully, he pushes her back down and away, stepping out of reach and turning back to the darkness. "Be safe."

"ONII-CHAN!" Daki screeches into the night air- heartbroken, human, terrified, and losing her brother. "PLEASE! I LOVE YOU!"

But it's too late, too late, too late- she knows he's already gone and he hasn't heard her.

And for the first time in her entire life, Daki is completely and utterly alone.

#demon slayer daki #daki #gyutaro #demon slayer #kny #my fic #ive only read the wiki and watched edits. but i am thinking about them very hard. love.#where are all the fics btw??? i cant find shit #also so close to making part 2 yall have no idea

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swordmaid · 5 years

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don’t know man that part in the good place where eleanor sees her mom being a better mother to another kid still sticks to me

#*****i cried on that part btw #but its just. its just that concept of finding out this person COULD change but not for you #like you weren’t good enough/fit enough for them to change in the way that they did #and whether that’s from change of environment or deciding to change all on their own #the bottom line is you weren’t good enough for that. and it sticks to me sm!!!!!! that shit hurts !!!!!!!!!!#this is MILDLY related bc my brain goes off in places anyway.#its partially why i cant stand fix it s8 fics where they make jam go away then return to her and go like oh yeah ive changed #and YEAH he could’ve gone through some horrors while he’s away or did his own development etc.#but imo those experiences when he was gone doesnt excuse or dismiss the fact that he left still—and thats the main issue !!!!#he left and to me i see it as TGP situation where he was capable of that change but bri wasnt good enough for him to change like that #anyway im ranting lol. and im very sure this is all linked to some personal problem i still have to dig up BUT #its like partially why i cant read s8 fix its esp ones where he’s forgiven too easily or he goes through traumatic shit whilst he’s away #bc those doesnt address why he left or he’s capable of change but bri isnt enough for it #anyway ive been ranting so much lately???? so sorry im not usually this bitchy im just on something

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strawberry-jammers · 3 years

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I underestimated you

this is for @helliontherapscallion ‘s 2k followers event ! (which congrates on that btw, well deserved. your fics are amazing!) and i found it kinda fun to do!

an x reader where tommy and the reader need to get something from the blade, so they ask wilbur to help out

The other fic I did for this event what did you three do

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(y/n) walked down the prime path, examining the area around them. They turned to Tommy, who was walking with them, constantly writing in his book. “Tommy, hun, what are you doing? I thought you were illiterate.” he nodded his head. “uh uh.” (y/n) stopped walking, staring at the much taller male. “Your gay.” Tommy turned to them. “Thank you.'' Tommy says, turning right back to his book.

“Oh good, you were listening, anyway whatcha doing?'' Tommy furiously wrote, once finished, he put the pen in the middle of the book and slammed it shut. He looks over at (y/n), smiling widely. “You know how we’ve been trying to get that axe back from techno??” (y/n) nodded, remembering the axe they had left at technos and could never get back. “Well,” tommy shoved the book in their face, “i have a plan!” (y/n) looked up at the tall man, slowly. “Oh, god help us all...okay, what's the plan.” They look down, reading tommys horrible handwritten plan. “You can't write to save your life. Anyways, tommy this plans shit.”

Tommy takes back his plan book, angrily. “What do you mean! It's a great plan!” they shook their head. “Tommy, it literally only says ‘go into his house, distract the blade, steal his shit’ yeah yeah, great plan toms.” they say, continuing their way threw the prime path. Tommy chased after them, “hey hey wait! It worked really well when i lived under his house-” “tommy i couldve came up with it myself. Besides, he keeps the axe on his person cause he knows i want it back, and i cant get it when he hibernates cause philza watches over it. This is why i need a plan, a good plan.”

The next day, Tommy came over to (y/n)’s house early in the morning to show them his plan.

“Tommy, what the fuck are you doing here this early in the morning!?” Tommy was basically buzzing in excitement. “Ugh, come in come in.” they say, gesturing for Tommy to get into their house. Tommy basically runs into their house, (y/n) closing the door behind them. They walk into the kitchen as Tommy sits down in the living room, still buzzing.

“What are you doing in there!? Come on, come on!!” (y/n) just sighs, grabbing a cup and pouring themself a cup of water. “You woke me up at an ungodly hour of the day, you're gonna have to wait a second bitch.” they say, taking their cup and sipping it as they walk into the living room. They sat across from Tommy in an armchair as Tommy sat on the couch.

“What is it you needed tommy tom?” they say, putting their cup down. “Ew don't call me that. Anyways, I wanted to show you the new plan I've made!” he says, walking over to (y/n)’s arm chair and showing them the book. They take it, reading threw the plan.

“Huh. this could work… do you know if he’s hibernating now?” (y/n) asked, turning to the blonde. He nodded. “Haven't seen him in chat for weeks. Even jumped from a tall height to test it, didn't say a word.” they nodded, smiling. “Well then, call wilbur up. Lets get started!”

Later that day, they called up Wilbur to see if he would help them out, fortunately, he agreed.

“So, what am i doing again?'' Wilbur asks, sitting down in (y/n)’s living room. “If philza shows up, you're gonna be there to distract him. Just say you're there to see him and techno to catch up since you've been dead for a while.” (y/n) said, standing next to tommy. Wilbur nodded, thinking. “Should be easy enough on my part. Anything else you need of me?”

Tommy spoke up. “You’re gonna need to fight them if things get rough. (y/n) and I need to get the axe out of the house as fast as possible.” Wilbur stood up. “I did not agree to fight the blade, okay? You're gonna have to pay me if you want me to fight the blood god.” (y/n) sighed at this.

“Fine, you can have a stake of diamonds and 9 netherite, deal?” Tommy gasped. “How do you have that much!?” (y/n) just chuckles. “I go mining constantly ‘cause you're so expensive. Anyways Wilbur, got a deal?”

Wilbur sat back down, thinking about it. “Yeah, we’ve got a deal! Now what are you two gonna do?” (y/n) sat down in their arm chair. “Oh, easy. So what we’re planning is-”

They talked about the plan for a bit, wilbur interjecting to improve upon it. Once done, they set out, gathering what they needed and heading to the tundra to get their axe back.

It took awhile to get there, seeing as though the three of them kept arguing.

“Omg we’re finally here!” tommy says, immediately getting shushed by wilbur and (y/n). (y/n) snakes Tommy's arm lightly. “We’re right outside their houses! Be quite!” they whisper yell, heading towards the front door. “Right right..” tommy whispers, following behind, along with wilbur.

They sneaked inside, heading in from the main and basement doors. Tommy and (y/n) snuck up the ladders, going as quietly as possible. “You see the axe?” (y/n) asks, whispering as low as possible. Tommy shook his head, heading further into technos room to try and find it.

The pigman was sleeping soundly in his big ass bed. The two teens assumed that he wouldn't wake up for a long time.

(y/n) followed after Tommy, slowly walking around the room to try and find the axe. They searched all around the room, searching in his chests and even closet.

Tommy looked at the far end of the room, near the ceiling. He notices the wall being two different colors, as if there's a giant hole in the wall. He climbs up to the ceiling, seeing what was in the whole. He gasps, realizing it's a barrel filled with a ton of valuable stuff, including the axe that they were looking for. He takes it (along with a bunch of the other things inside) and slowly gets down from where he was at. He turned back to (y/n), who was already looking at him.

“Find anything?” Tommy nodded at the younger teen.

“I know i found two rats in my room.'' They quickly turned to see the piglin awake, and fully geared to fight the two of them. Even when he's sleeping he's ready to fight.

“Shit shit shit shit, tommy RUN!!” they booked it to the ladder, making sure to hold onto the axe they had finally gotten back. Techno quickly followed after them, not wanting to let them leave with the axe.

Wilbur notices the commotion, grabbing his sword, putting on his armor, and getting ready to fight the blade.

The teens basically slide down the ladder, heading to the basement to get away as fast as possible. Techno came down after, but Wilbur was there to stop techno from going down further. He had to think fast however, so Wilbur did the first thing he thought of.

Stabbing techno in the ass.

“HEH!? WILBUR WHY??”

“WHAT!? I WAS IN A HURRY!”

“SO YOU STABBED MY ASS???”

“YEAH!?”

Techno jumped off the ladder, standing in front of wilbur. “How much are they paying you?”

“A stack of diamonds and more.” techno nodded, going over to his ender chest. “I'll give you a stack of netherite blocks and stacks of sand if you turn against them.” Wilbur immediately nodded. “Yes yes,fuck those guys! Gimme gimme!” Wilbur takes the sand form techno and starts monching on it.

“Now, where are they heading?” techno asks, giving Wilbur the rest of the stuff that he promised.

“Oh, they're heading to snow chester. Closer than either of their homes.” techno nodded, running out the door with wilbur to go and get technos stuff back.

Back with Tommy and (y/n), they had reached where they agreed to go, breathing heavily. (y/n) immediately collapsed to the ground once they reached their hideout. “Oh god i'm tasting but...still got the axe?” Tommy nodded, collapsing next to them.

“I am so glad we agreed to change our hiding spot. I would be so dead if techno decided to chase us.” (y/n) says, grabbing the axe and examining it, happily. “Yeah, I knew not to trust wilbur. The guys insane!” (y/n) gets up, putting the axe with the rest of their treasures. “Well Tommy, I underestimated you. Your plan actually worked out for us.” they said, laying back down next to tommy.

Tommy smiled, basically clinging onto the young teen. “Never underestimate big man tommy danger kraken innit.” (y/n) giggled, clinging onto Tommy as well.

“Wanna just sleep?” they ask. Tommy nodded. Too tired to say anything else. “Alright, goodnight tommy.”

“Goodnight pussy.”

#mcyt x reader #tommyinnit x reader #technoblade x reader #wilbur soot x reader #x reader #dreamsmp x reader #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #technoblade #tommyinnit x you #wilbur soot x you #technoblade x you

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Hi, I love your work btw. The talent!!! Could I pls have a Ransom Drysdale smut where the reader meets his family for the first time but before they got there reader was teasing him so he takes her into one of the bedrooms to punish her for being a bad girl and they almost get caught

a new member of the family

summary: ransom brings his girl to meet his family but she wants his attention more than she wants his family’s attention.

warnings: SMUT, daddy kink, kind of public sex?, reader is rich af (like really), err just pure nastiness, not proofread. pls let me know if i missed anything

word count: 2.4k

a/n: i did it again... i made this just today so i can post something because i cant seem to finish that damn lee bodecker fic sjvfkvnsjfu

BTW thank you anooonnn 🥺

Lowkey missed doing them moodboards 🤧

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“That’s really impressive! How much do you make? Say… Yearly?” Joni gives the young woman a wide smile, clearly excited with the talk of money while her daughter, Meg, shakes her head in disappointment and embarrassment.

“Oh my god, mom! You don’t ask people that!” Meg gives her mother a glare before the young woman, Y/N, places her hand on her shoulder to calm her down.

“It’s fine, Meg. I quite like the interview,” Y/N smirks before turning back to Joni with a proud smile.

“Well, I make 7 to 8 digits in an hour 10 on a good day so… I’ll let you do the math,” she chuckles at Joni’s stunned expression before turning to her boyfriend with a wink. Her hand snakes toward his chest as she pulls the man into a hug while her other hand travels down the front of his slacks, palming him discretely while Ransom’s family watched them in awe, not aware of Y/N’s wandering hand.

“When can we go home?” She whispers close to his ear while he plays with his member through his slacks but he stops her with a glare and a firm grasp on her wrist before leaning down to whisper against her ear.

“Behave and enjoy the attention of my family. Continue teasing me and you won’t get any attention from me,” he warns as he kisses the top of her head while the family just watches with adoration in their eyes.

“Y/N, is it true that you can access new models of devices before they’re released?” Jacob’s quiet yet snobbish voice forces her to pull away from Ransom. She looked at the teen with a smile before nodding.

“That’s somewhat true. Obviously not every brand but there are some.” Jacob’s eyes light up at her words but they even grew brighter and wider at Ransom’s words.

“By some, she means a lot.” Ransom scoffs before walking off to sit on one of the sofas. Y/N’s eyes follow her boyfriend’s figure when Jacob grabs her attention once more.

“Is it possible for you to…” The young boy had the audacity to be shy now but Y/N ignores it. She came here to impress Ransom’s family, didn’t she? So why not push the limits?

“I’ll send you packages whenever new models come my way.” She grins and winks at the boy before patting him on the shoulder. Jacob’s eyes widen in glee before he surprisingly gives her a hug, muttering his thanks again and again.

“Well, that’s new,” Walt chuckles at the sight of his son hugging Ransom’s new girl while Donna just smiles at her son’s elation.

The Thrombeys are on about their usual banters, surprisingly calmer than the other gatherings because just like Ransom’s girlfriend, they’re trying to impress her as well. The young woman didn’t even have to try hard because her name already had the Thrombeys falling for her. She will be a good addition to the family.

Y/N was bored. She’s also needy, hot, and bothered but her boyfriend continues to ignore her attempts of leaving the place and doing it at their shared apartment…. Well more like a shared mansion? Their bank accounts mixed together could buy a whole country and that’s not even an exaggeration.

Y/N is so needy that she’d let Ransom have his way with her in the car. But it seems like her boyfriend just wasn’t in the mood.

That will not work at all for needy little Y/N.

I’m dripping here, Ransom.

Seen.

What should a girl do to get some action?

Seen.

I see that huge bulge you’re hiding and it’s looking realll delicious right now.

Seen.

God, how I want to ride that huge cock

Y/N bites her bottom lip as she watches her boyfriend staring at his phone screen, probably reading her text messages.

She smirks when Ransom’s head snapped up to look at her with dark and lustful eyes.

It worked.

Y/N smirks at Ransom’s clenched jaw and she’s a hundred percent sure that he’s just as needy as she is. If he wasn’t ready to go home a few minutes ago, he is now.

Ransom continues to stare at her before he squints his eyes at her as if he was assessing her and what he’ll be doing with her. Y/N’s smirk falls when Ransom breaks eye contact before looking down and shaking his head dismissively.

The rest of the day continued with Y/N trying to work Ransom up but he never budged. Does he still like her? What, is he tired of her? Negative thoughts flood Y/N’s mind as she tries one last time to get to Ransom.

They are now having dinner and she’s sitting beside Ransom while the rest of the family continues to talk about whatnot. Y/N didn’t care. She’s too busy running her hand along Ransom’s thigh, carefully and slowly inching close to his still hard cock. Maybe he does still like her…

Y/N’s face falls when Ransom gives her a harsh look before ripping her hand away from his thigh and continuing to eat. Y/N lets out a huff before rolling her eyes and eating her meal quietly and quite grumpily.

She’s been chewing on the mashed potatoes when a large hand falls down her exposed thigh. The short dress didn’t cover much of her legs. She looks down at the hand before following the arm to see Ransom giving her a smirk.

Y/N stares at him blankly before ripping his hand off just like he did with hers earlier and turning back to her sad-looking mashed potatoes. The hand that she pushed off comes back, gripping her thighs hard and forcing her to look back at her boyfriend with a frown. She glares at his smug face before wearing a faux smile. She leans towards his face as if she’s going to press a kiss on his cheek but she’s not in the mood to be all cute right now.

“Fuck off,” she whispers, voice filled with spite before grabbing his hand and shoving it away with all the strength she could muster.

Not too fond to be with Ransom right now, she excuses herself to the bathroom.

Lo and behold, her boyfriend follows.

Just as she was about to close the bathroom door, Ransom’s hand pushes it open, making her stumble back as he entered before closing the door himself and locking it.

“I don’t appreciate you cursing at my face, little girl.” Ransom stares at her, eyes scanning her body while he starts to undo his pants.

Y/N scoffs before turning away from him. “Well I don’t appreciate my boyfriend making me feel like shit the whole day then suddenly is all up on me.” Y/N lets out a whimper when her front is suddenly against the walls as Ransom presses his body against her back.

“That’s not how you talk to me, little girl. You’ve been very bad.” Ransom rubs his cock against her back before hiking her dress up so he can rub his tip along her wet folds.

“No teasing is included in Daddy’s rules, am I right?” He growls against her ear and she nodded in response, whimpering as he continues to rub his tip against her wetness, teasing her slit but never entering.

“And those fucking texts,” he lets out a laugh before stroking her hair gently. “My family’s attention is not enough for my little girl, is it?” He nibbles on her ear before his hands find their way to her front, groping her breasts harshly that elicits whines from her.

“I-I only want daddy’s attention,” she whispers before rubbing her back against Ransom’s pulsing cock.

“So needy for me, aren’t you?” Ransom chuckles before moving one hand to guide himself to her entrance.

“You’ve been a really bad girl. I don’t know if you deserve daddy’s cock right now.” He clicks his tongue before pressing a kiss on her shoulder.

“But you’ve made daddy so hard and needy for this pretty cunt so I guess you’re a lucky one, aren’t you?” He chuckles before slamming his cock inside her, holding her hips so he can pull her closer to him. She lets out a cry from his actions but he covers her mouth with a huge hand.

“You don’t want them to hear you now…” He trails off before removing his hand.

“But you just love attention… I have a feeling that you’d love for them to know how much your daddy makes you feel good, huh?” He continues to slam his hips against her ass, groaning quietly as he feels her wet walls sucking his cock with hunger every time he pulls out. He watches as she bites her lip in hopes to not make a sound.

“Ahh fuck! I fucking love this cunt! You don’t know how those texts made me feel. All the touching… You wanted attention? You’re getting it now.” His pace becomes faster and it became harder for her to conceal her moans so she moves her arms so that her forearm is against her mouth, covering her cries.

“I can feel your walls, baby… You’re going to cum, aren’t you?” His grip on her hips becomes tighter and she only nodded in response, silently begging him to make her cum but before she could find her release, he pulls out of her completely.

“Daddyy…” She whines but lets out a squeal when he roughly turns her body around so she’s facing him now.

A hand grips her face, fingers digging into her cheeks as he forces his mouth on hers, hungrily lapping every corner of her mouth before he slams his cock back inside her cunt.

A knock on the door makes her stiff against Ransom but he only smirked as he continues to ram into her, eyes watching her in amusement, waiting to see how she’s going to respond to the knock.

“Y/N, dear? Are you okay?” Joni’s voice tears through the sounds of their skin slapping together and Y/N had held onto Ransom’s broad shoulders when she feels herself getting closer.

“I-I’m okay, J-Joni! I’m almost done!” Y/N manages to shout and Joni thankfully leaves. Ransom smirks at Y/N with dark eyes before using one hand to stimulate her clit while the other gropes her breasts. His head dips down her neck to suck hungrily before nipping on it gently and licking at the same spot.

“You’re almost done, huh?” He nips her neck one more time before moving to her lips, easily shoving his tongue in her mouth while she could only whimper against him in pure pleasure.

“I’ll help you finish,” he whispers before pulling away and focusing on fingering her clit while he continues to slam his cock into her.

He watches, observes, her face while he continues to please her. He enjoys every reaction he pulls out of his girl as he starts slamming hard and deep all while his fingers rub her clit with such speed that had her mewling in ecstasy.

“Mmm, you close?” He smiles as her eyes are closed while her mouth opens but no noise comes out. Her back arches at the feeling and he stares at her beauty in awe. He’s very lucky to have her.

Ransom continues to stare as she finally cums, body shaking against his hold and it might just be his most favorite thing to watch.

“Daddy!” She moans, no longer able to hold out and Ransom immediately pulls her in for a kiss. Though the thought of his family knowing he’s able to please this fine woman makes him swell with pride, he didn’t want her being ashamed or abashed when they go back out. He really cares for his little girl.

Ransom continues his thrusts, eager to have his release as well.

“Where?” Ransom grunts breathlessly and his girl smiles at him in a daze, lust flashing her eyes before she grinned.

“Inside, pleasee daddyy…” His girl whines and who is he to deny that?

With a few more thrusts, Ransom finally gives a final hard thrust before his face scrunches in pleasure and his eyes closes as well while he spills every single drop of his cum inside her. His head falls back as his mouth spills profanities and his girl watches in admiration just like he did with her. Just as thankful as he is to have him as hers.

“Ahh, I fucking love you!” Ransom grunts before pulling out and putting his slacks back on. He grins at the sight of his cum spilling down her thighs. He swipes the trail with a finger and his eyes widen in fondness as his girl grabs his wrist before putting her lips around the finger and licking his finger clean of his cum. He could feel his cock twitching against his slacks and he scoffs in amusement.

Ransom helps her fix her dress before he pulls her into a hug.

“I fucking love you,” he repeats and she nods against his chest.

“I love you too, daddy,” she smiles up at him before chuckling when he leans down to press a quick kiss on her nose.

“I think we’re ready to leave now. Continue this at home.” Ransom laughs at her eagerness and follows her out of the door and out of the house, quickly saying their goodbyes to his family.

Oh, he got really lucky with you. He’s fucked up a lot in his life but he’s not going to fuck things up with you.

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BONUS SCENE:

“They’re literally doing it in the bathroom!” Meg screeches, face contorting in disgust.

“Mom, you heard them!” Meg looks at her mother, expecting to back her up but the older woman remained silent.

“Jesus!” Meg cries, rolling her eyes at her mother.

“Why are you so worked up?” Joni asks her daughter with a frown.

“Yeah… Doing it is pretty normal. It’s one of the needs of humans…” Jacob gives Meg a look, jaw clenching when Meg scoffs at him.

“How would you know?” She gives him an irritated look before Walt speaks up.

“Don’t be so pissed, dear. Jacob is right. It’s human nature.” Walt grins when everyone agrees. Everyone seemed to be on Y/N’s side.

Meg scoffs at everyone. It’s a fucked up family and she doesn’t know if she’s worried for Y/N or happy to have another sane person in the family.

One thing is sure. Y/N will be a part of this family.

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what r max's stims? :)

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okAY yes i have many thoughts abt adhd max i am vibrating rn

okay so first of all theres the average well known "flappy hands"

but she really likes it when she has sweaters with longer sleeves because then she can just flap them around

leg bounce leg bounce leg bounce

cracking her knuckles. she does this SO often its unreal

she doesnt have many vocal stims but she goes "ba ba ba" or just humming and singing sometimes

also running her hand on the bottom of her skateboard, and/or rolling the wheels

just being on her skateboard and swaying is a huge stim

chewing her shirt lmao

im also gonna say that she also stims by pressing on buttons and other stuff in the arcade. its just Nice To Do

also stims by kicking off of the ground on her skateboard. very nice

well this is gonna turn into adhd max rant get ready

she had adhd combined (like yours truly) and finds it hard to concentrate in class

she totally hyperfixated on video games at some point

and comics probably

and skateboarding too

she is a VERY picky eater. like she could barely eat stuff in california, so when she moves to hawkins it only gets worse

sensory issues my abhorreeed

can't stand too-loud noises (b!lly of course knows this and turns up music in his car so that he can't even hear himself)

that being said she cant STAND the silence and always needs background noise (she and el bond over liking white noise from tv)

SHE LOVES TANGLERS SO MUCH

goes nonverbal sometimes because of the fear that if she says anything itll just make things worse. the party + steve is very concerned at first, then learn to live with it

WHISTLE STIM WHISTLE STIM WHISTLE

she has so many weighted blankets. she couldnt actually use them much because it was too hot in cali but then in hawkins she used them all the time

SPINNY CHAIR SPINNY CHAIR

undiagnosed

loves fluffy jumpers. she never really used or felt them earlier because of the hotness of california but when she was cold and lucas lent her his fluffy jumper...

well let's just say he didn't get it back

rubbing her hand over lucas's knuckles :)

i know i've already said singing stim but just imagine her singing 'material girl' or 'old time rock and roll'

echolalia! only sometimes tho

like erica will go "hey max me and lukie are gonna make a cake wanna help?" "cake?" "cake" "cake!" "cake!" "cake"

also the sinclair family is so accepting. they're confused but they just accept max and thats okay

once the party started looking up what adhd was, max brought it up once and immediately they all went 'that's only for little boys'

(which is bullshit obvs)

remember that sleepover scene where max is dancing? yeah that but its a stim

the party + the teens have a running joke of max being moth because she stares at lights so much. visual stim

she scratches as a(n unhealthy) stim but it gets worse after billy's death

hates it when people shout, usually goes nonverbal if it's directed at her

jumps when she's happy!!

you know how she just wears basic and unlayered clothes? yeah she chooses them on purpose because tight stuff feels Bad

she hates labels with her entire being

she seems like the kind of gal to bite her nails

also adopted dustin's "grrr" as a stim

"hey max- grrr" "...what was that?" "...grrr" "could you teach me how to do that" ".. o k a y ?"

will and max (i hc will as autistic) both have lil stimming sessions! they just notice the other stimming and join in, just leaving them laughing at the end!

lucas is super understanding of her stims

he learnt to recognize when she's understimulated and gives her fidget toys!! and if he doesnt have any then he'll just straight up grab her hand and start rubbing his fingers against the knuckles

i'd like to say:

*SLAPS ROOF OF MAX MAYFIELD* THIS BITCH CAN HOLD SO MUCH RSD

she wasnt doing so good in the first place

thinking stuff like

"maybe if i wasnt born then my parents wouldn't have divorced"

and stuff like that

(billy intentionally makes it worse because of course he does)

but then it gets so. much. worse.

you know mike said "because you're annoying" in s2?

YOU CAN BET THAT TRIGGERED HER RSD SO HARD

and also when el just walked past her in s2? yeah well

that didn't go off well with her rsd either

lucas has to reassure her that she's not a mistake, she's not annoying, he doesn't secretly hate her, etc etc

he doesnt think he'll ever forgive mike for triggering her rsd so badly

this has so many hurt/comfort possibilities in fic holy fuck-

lucas immediately shuts down her deprecating comments

like IMMEDIATELY

he wont stand for that shit

he is glaring so badly at anyone who triggers max's rsd

unless it's someone they love (like erica) who doesn't actually know what they did wrong and want to make up for it

once erica activated her rsd by accident

just with a lil lighthearted comment

"ugh i hope you arent as annoying as lukey's little friends on the walkie talkie"

once erica finds out abt what she did she feels SO bad. babey

she does everything she can to make up for it

apologizes properly when they're both brushing the barbie's hair

she finds out max stims by brushing barbie's hair when max has to look after once

so when she can see max is understimulated she'll just toss a barbie and a hairbrush her way

also likes max's echolalia (can you hear that? its the sound of max's euphoria boosting)

erica learns to lower her voice around max

max can't watch anything without subtitles btw

she just cannot

she'll watch it and cause she's smart she'll figure out what's going on

but often has to turn to lucas and go "whats going on???"

she loves the feeling of snow thru her gloves

maybe its the cold but still. very Nice

uhh i have more but i cant be bothered also this is too long already

#max mayfield #adhd headcanons #stimming #stranger things headcanons #max mayfield headcanons #lucas sinclair #erica sinclair #sinclair family my beloveds #max is bi and has adhd change my mind :)#max mayfield my beloved #itstiger720 #lumax the beloveds

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