#yes I’ll be sad if this doesnt happen

[cheddertm]

Me thinks that Charlie should also join the Foolgetta family. Not even being adopted into the family, we know how that goes, but just someone who hangs around them. Probably lives in Foolish’s basement without him knowing/wanting it

Q!Charlie has lost everything important to him and just wants anything, anything to make him feel something again. And maybe that anything will be a silly family with an egg that will kill him on sight <3

Also with Foolish telling Charlie that he needs to just get his grove back, I think it would be cute and lets be honest needed for him to see that he still has people around him that are willing to show that love to him :]

No it’s not Juanaflippa or Mariana, but it’s still something to help him ground himself while he’s still trying to deal with these loses. ALSO since Roier is there Charlie has close contact with a therapist which will be nice

[chastiefoul]

valentines gone wrong ft. childe, scara, and neuvilette

a/n: yes. you read that right valentines work on september!! this is just something random i wanna write one day when i'm lying down and ofc i can't wait until february next year (also how is it alr almost 2 months since i posted something???) tags: just fluff, light-read, and everything in-between, modern au (?) just don't think too much abt it hehe - summary: it's valentines and of course you have plans to give sweets to your lover. however because one thing and another, you had to entrust it to someone else in hope it will be handed safely to them. what happened when it didn't?

childe

you went home excited, anticipating his reaction to your handmade sweets, however what greets you at the door was a sulky childe, who avoided eye contact as if his life depended on it as he limits himself to a a sentence everytime you ask him something.

“something happened today, babe?” you asked him worriedly, the chocolate was the back of your mind seeing the state of your boyfriend in. “oh something definitely should have happened,” he quipped, his lower mouth sticking out slightly. “that sounds like a dig at me, did i forgot something?” you asked as you follow his gaze to what he thought must be the most interesting flower vase ever. he shrugged, refusing to give you more.

frustrated by his rejection to tell you what’s wrong, you held his face with both of your palm, turning his face to yours. although the move met no resistance, childe still refused to look at you in the eyes and only now his childish grumbles turned into such a sad expression.

“baby? please tell me what i did,” you were gentle with it, rubbing your thumb below his eyes. “...late.”

“what?”

“chocolate. where’s mine? i saw you gave your friends one so i don’t think im crazy to expect one too, especially as your boyfriend.” he pouted and you swore it looked so adorable and so out-of-character of him that you wanted to kiss him—wait.

“huh? but i did give you one!” you claimed, confusion rose inside you. “huh? but i didn’t get it...” childe’s face matched your expression. “well technically i gave it to scara to give it to you.. did he not... give it to you?”

“i wouldn’t be this insufferable if i got one, you know that, but no he didn’t say anything—and also really babe? scara? the guy who hates and made fun of me every chance he got?” he crossed his arm, raising an eyebrow, as he questioned your questionable decision-making. “hey give me a break, i was in a rush there thinking i couldn’t give you the chocolate in time. and he made me say please three times before he said he would consider doing it-oh i see how i was wrong there.” your line of ramble humbled you, the silence was loud.

“maybe he just put it in your bag or something?” you offered. “you really think he’s someone who’d do that?” he asked. “in desperate times i’d give even scara the benefit of the doubt,” you stated, opening childe’s bag. and there it was, put nicely at the very top, your chocolate for your lover.

you smiled, for all the shit-talk scara gave everyone on a daily basis you knew you could count on him. “see? i knew he’s actually a big softie for stuff like this.”

childe practically runs to your side. “my chocolate? aw babe so you really didn’t forget me!” he peppered kisses all over your face, then clasping the sweet to his chest like it’s a new-born baby. “of course i’d never. but maybe next year i’ll just give it directly to you.”

“yeah? please do, today’s event just wasn’t great for my heart.”

neuvilette

“welcome home, dear.” you greeted him cheerily as he just arrived home. it was quite late, and you had entrust the chocolate you were supposed to give to him at a reasonable hour so he could enjoy it instead of giving it to him at home.

he kissed your temple in return, a smile you’re still head over heels for on his lips. but it doesnt quite reach his eyes. 

“what’s wrong?” you asked carefully. “nothing is wrong,” he replied, somehow looking nervous. “yet it’s strange for you to be looking so fidgety. tell me?”

“well,” he paused a little, stroking your hair as he pondered the best way to approach the sentence he’s about to say. “i saw you today giving chocolates to navia and wriothesley.. i couldn’t talk to you because i was in a rush to deal with an urgent case,” he said, not looking at you on the eyes. “oh, did that bother you? it’s just they’re such good friends of mine and it’s only friendship cookies-“

“no, dear of course not. i know you’re a loving person who always appreciate those around you, it’s just..”

“just?”

neuvilette looked like he didn’t hear the rest of the words after that you did make some for the white-haired male. a smile bloomed on his face as he shook his head. “no problem i will ask them about it tomorrow. i’m just delighted you kept me in your thoughts.” a gentle expression was loyal on his features. “well of course neuvillete, you hardly ever leave my thoughts, don’t you know?” he chuckled. “i’m familiar with that you see, considering you never leave mine as well.”

the next sentence was almost audible as he spoke. “do i not get one..?” he asked ever so softly sounding a little sad, his calloused hand ran across your arm, tracing along your vein as it touched your fingers and you're sure there's something wrong in your head because all you could think about that second was how adorable the usual charismatic man was being. yet you held your smile.

“of course you do! did it not reach you? i asked the guard in front of your door because i afraid i’d bother you at work hours. sorry neuvilette, i promised i made some for you, and i was so proud of it too...”

scara

“no i’m not.” he said, with the worst frown you’ve seen on him for a while and that’s saying a lot.

“you’re definitely sulking,” you said. “shut up,” he grumbled. “hey i was supposed to be one who’s doing the sulking. we’re nearing the end of the day and you haven’t even mentioned about the chocolate i gave you today!” you retorted out of frustration but most of all confusion because you had no idea what made your lover fall into such a bad mood.

“what.”

“what?”

“say that again,” scara said, “that i gave you chocolate?” you asked. “no you didn’t, you liar!” he complained, his frown deepened if that’s even possible. “wait what? i swear i asked childe to give it to you earlier today! i was ambushed by customers today at the shop so i was scared i couldn’t give it to you on time so i asked him. did it not get to you?” you explained.

“i came home empty-handed didn’t i? also really, that dense fool?” his displeasure was obvious upon the new information you couldn’t help but chuckle slightly. “don’t look so disgusted, he’s not that bad.”

“sure, although you know what’s bad? that i don’t have my chocolates right now.” he crossed his arm, fuming almost looking like a child who got their toys taken. “alright enough of your pouting. we’ll interogate him later. for now, i seem to have leftover ingredients, i’ll make you a new one.” you approached him, combing through the back of his hair as you planted a gentle kiss on his cheek. he replied by pulling you closer as he nuzzled into your neck. “it better be good,” he mumbled.

at the end you didn’t even make it to 5 minutes before scara followed you to the kitchen, insisting that he made it together too because he was ‘watching over you so you don’t mess up’ but personally i think he just felt bad because you need to make a new one and wanted to help you any way he can. that’s something he’d never admit even if there’s a gun pointing at his head, though.

[caelisblade]

¡! dare you | marius von hagen

cw; shy reader, fem aligned pet names such as princess, good girl, etc., breeding kink (obviously), implied somnophilia but it doesnt happen, marius is obessed with you in lingerie <3, oral (f recieving)

“come onnnnn”, your best friend whined, begging you to call your boyfriend and tease him over a phone call. you, on the other hand, were persistent not to do it.

“i already said no”, you replied, not wanting to bother marius on his only day off in a week. “he’s already exhausted with work, i don’t want to bother him.”

“i’m sure you calling his clingy ass won’t bother him. in fact, i think he needs that”, she tried to convince you.

it took her another five minutes of trying to get you to call him until you finally caved. “okay okay, it’s ringing!”, you gave in, putting the phone on speakerphone.

“hey sweetheart”, marius picked up.

“hey… what are you doing? where are you?”, you asked him confused, hearing loud music from the background.

“i’m at a party. i’m sorry, i didn’t invite you, i just figured since you don’t like ‘em, i’ll just get here for a bit and leave”, he replied, his voice was quite happy. your best friend next to you was grinning, knowing she was right with the fact that he would be thrilled talking to you.

“no no, that’s alright! you don’t have to explain yourself.”

“so? what is my princess up to tonight?”, he asked then. you looked at your friend, who motioned you to finally start teasing him. you grinned, biting your nail in excitement.

“i’m just sipping some wine a friend had given me a few days ago .. just in a robe and alone. and i just missed you a bit and was thinking how sad it is that i’m all alone right now”, you replied, your friend grinning at that reply. “i cleaned my apartment, was relaxing in a warm bath ‘n everything.”

“mhm.. sounds good darling. don’t think i don’t know what you’re trying to do, sweetheart. i’m coming over. i’ll be there in ten”, marius said before he hung up. you were unable to say anything, not even a bye.

“maybe you shouldn’t have told him you were all alone”, your best friend giggled before she got up. “come on, we don’t have much time to get you ready.” she pulled you up on your feet and pushed you into your bedroom before she threw one of the lingerie sets she had bought you once she found out about you and marius dating. the ones you never wore because you were too shy to.

“does this have to be?”, you asked, hesitating to wear the revealing pieces of clothing your best friend gave you.

“yes, sweetie, it does. trust me, you’re not going to regret it once he’s all over you. i’m heading out, have fun and don’t do anything i wouldn’t!”, she yelled on her way out of your apartment. you were pacing back and forth in your apartment, not sure what to expect of your boyfriend. you knew he was always open about the things he likes to do to you in the bedroom when you were alone but you weren’t.

you flinched when you heard your apartment’s door opening, remembering that marius had a key to get inside. you were nervously sitting on your bed, already awaiting your boyfriend to barge in.

“hi baby”, he greeted you sweetly, eyes widening at the dark red set you were wearing for him and he was basically staring at you with an open mouth for a moment, taking in your beauty.

“you look absolutely gorgeous, baby”, he groaned, immediately coming up next to you before he sat down next to you, pulling you in for a heated kiss. “god, i can’t wait to rip this off your body.”

“don’t ruin it, yeah? it was a gift”, you pouted, arms around his neck and pulling him in closer for another kiss.

“i’ll buy you another one”, he replied, rolling his eyes. “i’ll buy you all the lingerie you could possibly want; just let me rip them off of you when you wear them for me, baby.”

“you’re impossible”, you laughed.

“come on, baby, don’t tease me anymore. get on my lap, now”, he mumbled, wanting you to face the mirror on your wardrobe, right across the bed. “i want to make you feel good like you deserve.”

you immediately did as he wanted, watching yourself sitting on his lap, his legs caging yours and making it unable for you to spread them any wider than needed. he was slowly rubbing his finger over the wet patch on your panties, smirking at how wet you were already. you let your head fall down on his shoulder, the nervousness prior to his arrival had distracted you from how needy you actually were.

“look at us, sweetheart, look at how good you look sitting on your throne”, he praised, slowly pulling the fabric down your legs. “you deserve to feel so good, baby, i want to make you shake and come for me over and over until you beg me to stop. i want to fill you up until we’re both sweaty and you are full of my cum. how does that sound?”

your eyes rolled back at the memory of him promising to make you feel that good for the first time. you remember being unable to walk for the following day and how sensitive to every single, even the gentlest touch you were.

“please”, you mumbled. “please, make me feel good.”

the moment those words left your lips, you whined when he slid a finger inside, you subconsciously trying to close your legs again. “don’t you dare close those legs”, he warned, tone sharp. “keep. them. open. and look at yourself. don’t you dare look away. look at how gorgeous you look right there, on my lap, on your throne as i make you feel good, hm, sweetheart?”

“marius, please”, you whined, head leaning against his shoulder as you faced him. “please.”

you placed your hand on the back of his neck, pulling him in for a kiss as he continued teasing you with his finger buried inside of you; making you moan softly.

“please what, angel? don’t be shy. give me your words. i don’t care how filthy your desires are. tell me exactly what you want and i’ll give it to you”, he whispered, a smirk on his lips as he saw your desperate expression.

“i want you to fuck me. i want you to fuck me like every single time you did before. i want you to fuck me until i’m dripping with your cum, a total mess from how good you fuck me every. single. time”, you suddenly dropped the bomb with your needs and fantasies, marius even was shocked for a moment by your bluntless before he – again – smirked and he lifted you up from his lap and laid you down on top of your bed; immediately crawling on top of you, his necklace with the ‘Z’ dangling in front of you and it had you in a trance–like state for a moment as he chuckled.

“eyes up here, angel”, he whispered, leaning down to place gentle and soft kisses over your neck, collarbones and pulling down the fabric of the teasing lingerie on your body, revealing your nipples to the cool air of the room, immediately hardening before he latched his lips on one and started pinching the other with his fingers, giving you all the attention imaginable.

“you’re so beautiful, angel. you look so gorgeous when i make you lose your mind.”

you already felt so overwhelmed with the way he was showing you his appreciation and pure love for you. “marius, please, i need you”, you whimpered, hands grabbing his shirt as you pulled it off his body.

“oh, my sweet, sweet angel”, he mumbled, kissing down your body as he finally reached your panties, slowly and teasingly pulling on the fabric before letting it snap against your skin again and again, making you whimper. “you’re so beautiful. i love you so much.”

he finally lifted your hips, pulling the panties off your body, leaving all naked underneath him before he finally latched his lips on your clit, sucking on the sensitive nub. the soft, breathy moan you let out had him smile, licking up your hole.

“mhm, such a good girl. you‘re my good girl, aren‘t you baby?“, he whispered, having your eyes roll back in pleasure as he gets you so close to the edge, just moments before he has you quivering in pleasure, trembling and shaking as you whimper his name over and over like a mantra.

“you did so well for me, princess. i‘m so proud of you”, he mumbled, slowly kissing up your body again before he pulled down his own pants and underwear, jerking his cock to get himself fully hard and smirking.

“mh? you want my cock, sweet angel?”, marius whispered softly, rubbing his tip against your clit. “you want me to bury my cock deep inside of your pretty pussy and make you feel good?”

you could only nod, holding onto him tightly. “please. please fuck me.”

“oh, sweetheart, you‘re so desperate, aren‘t you?”, he mumbled against your neck, slowly aligning his tip with your hole, groaning as your tight folds engulfed his tip. “goodness, you‘re so tight. haven‘t i fucked you properly yet, angel? still not used to my size?”

he was mocking you as he slowly eased inside of you, your walls clenching around him like a vice and you were digging your nails into his back.

“don‘t- don‘t tease, marius. i need you so bad”, you whined.

“god, you‘re so incredible. so tight and warm around me, baby. you need me so bad, don‘t you? need me to fuck you, as hard as possible, bend you over as i want and manhandle you around like you‘re nothing but my own personal whore, don‘t you, angel? don‘t worry. you‘ll get this. you‘ll get it all”, he promised, once buried deep inside of you, he started immediately with a rough pace; hands on your hips as he holds you tightly and not allowing you to move even an inch.

“fuck, baby, please”, he grunted out. “please. i need you to come around me. i need you to cover my cock in your slick. come for me, sweet angel. let loose and make yourself feel good on my cock”, he grunted againt your ear.

“oh, god”, you cried out, coming around him almost on the spot as he ordered you to; also inducing his own orgasm as he finally groaned at how good he felt, body relaxing and his come filling you up to the brim.

“incredibe”, you murmured as he pulled you into his arms, hugging you from behind as he slowly comforted you and helped you get your breathing under control.

“i love you. so fucking much”, he admitted, as he does every single time he fucks you thoroughly; a smile on your lips.

“i love you, too”, you whispered, your eyes fluttering shut before you finally fell asleep in his arms, happy and content and unaware of the fact that marius was still planning on ravaging you more once you were awake again.

or maybe he‘ll indulge in your fantasy of fucking you awake once in your life.

[tu-es-gegg]

i cried this stream when i saw the sign, when i saw slime write “love you Flippa, thanks for all”, my crying doesnt happen often but i DID cry holy fuck.

Yknow the whole stream of dia de los muertos really hit home for me that, yeah  Juanaflippa is dead. the real juanaflippa is dead and she’s gone. and in the aftermath two broken people are left. flippa is seeing her papa, the one always trying his best to be the parent Juana needed, now a broken man because of her death and what he’s missing, and now fully seeped into denial about the “juanaflippa” that he’s takign care of now.

i love dia de los muertos for what it means for people, a time for people to remember people they love, to take this moment and acknowledge that yeah, they may be physically gone, but they are loved, they are kept in memory and will live on that way, it allows that fact to sit with them and still be able to smile because of the time spent when they were around.

this whole stream made me remember that, esp with slime and juanaflippa, because slime has never really had a cahnce to properly grieve. like he’s stuck in the cycle and barely reaching acceptance before getting dragged back down again. every coping mechanism he’s done: alcoholism, hurting himself, putting others down, trying to shift all blame and pain to mariana, litterally Gegg, so much traumadumping, some extension codeflippa, etc. all of that is to try and grapple and fight with that pain, to make it go away and replace it with something better. but really grief and its pains never go away, the sad feeling of missing someone never truly heals, people just learn how to live with it, to keep seeing the next day happy with it, no matter how much it hurts, slime never learned how to do that

he’s never had a chance to heal and learn to live with flippa’s memory in him, never learned how completely accept “yes, she’s gone and i might never spend more time with her again, but i’ll never forget her”

this day, he’s still deep in denial, he’s not truly willing to acknowledge juanaflippa is dead, no matter how much juana shoves the book about the her beign welcomed to the mictlān, the signs are there but he can’t bear to say it outloud she’s dead. he knows but he’s never going to face it until he’s forced to,

but he can have that moment, this day in the event place, to accept that moment isn’t going to last forveer and that’s ok, he has to go and not see juanaflippa in a while. at least the last memory he will have of Juanaflippa will not be that whtioe room under the cemetary, watch her be taken away and crying out for her. instead his last memory wil be hide and seek, hugs and happy flips, hanging with Tilin, seeing her so happy, the sign thnaking her

thanking Juana for being herself, thank her for existing, thank her for being the happiest memory i have, thank her for all...

and he is able to leave on his own terms, no rushed goodbyes because of settime limits. he is able to say goodbye, i have to go now.

it’s not really acceptance, but it’s close enough for the day, and for slime and what he’s going through, it’s enough

[rk-ceres]

George’s Revenge

George Weasley x Y/N (+18) George is a little shit

Y/n & George has been dating in secret for about a year and she gets fed up with him being fed up so she pranks him smut, rough, idk.

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Ginny was sitting in the common room doing her homework when you sat down next to her with a small smile on your face Ginny looked up at you with a raised eyebrow as you grinned at her waiting for her to ask you whats up she rolled her eyes at you before sighing out “Yes….?” She asked drawing out the ‘s’ sound confused as to why her brothers best friend was sitting next to her “Hey Ginny, can i borrow your Christmas Jumper?” “sure… but Why? And which one?” She furrows her brows “the blue and yellow one” you shrugged knowing that thats the one that matches George and Freds jumpers “and dont ask questions you dont want to know the answers too” you wink Ginny hands you her jumper with a raised eyebrow “i want it back later i hope you realize this Y/n” she said sternly “i’ll return it unharmed my dear Weasley! And heres something for your troubles” you said with a smile leaving your old notes and homework for her to copy off of finding Fred and grinning at him “whatever it is not happening” he doesnt look up from his Zonkos trinkets “five galleons” “im listening” “im pranking George” “no way.” He says immediately “ten galleons.” He raised his eyebrow “twenty.” “Fifteen and a chocolate frog.” You bargained “twenty or no deal.” He said sternly “half now half later and you cant split it with George” you said “deal”

A few minutes later Fred comes back from his dorm with all of George’s jumpers in hand “here.” He huffs “i had nothing to do with this you understand me.” He said with a toothy grin “yes sir” you sassed him handing him the rest of the galleons “why are you pranking him anyway? Youre only going to regret it later your boyfriends not one to forgive and forget” Fred said with a smirk “he let Alicia Spinnet flirt with him no one knows we’re dating but you.” You looked down with a sad smile “George loves you Y/n you shouldnt get jealous of Alicia.” Fred rolled his eyes “i just want to be officially together. We’ve been dating for eleven months it hurts to see other girl's openly flirt with him because they think he’s single” you pouted and Fred understood

****later that day****

George walks down the steps from the boys dormitories wearing Ginny’s jumper looking furious it looked like he was wearing a crop top he stopped right in front of you, Ginny, and Fred crossing his arms over his chest Ginnys hand flies over her mouth stifling a laugh that threatened to make its way out of her throat the sweater rode up even more as he flexted his arm and clenched his jaw in anger “ha ha. Very funny Y/n give me back my jumpers and release me from this one!” George said in an annoyed tone “have no idea what youre talking about love” you chuckle sitting inbetween Fred and Ginny who were laughing hysterically “this is because i hid your homework and got you detention last week with Snape isnt it?” He huffed “still dont know what youre talking about babe” you said picking your nails “maybe you shrunk that jumper in the laundry” you teased

“You know damn well thats not what happened!” His nostrils flared with anger his lips pulling into a smile of amusement “how much did she pay you two to help her” he looked between Fred and Ginny “what do you mean George? This is the first im speaking to her all day!” Ginny fibbed with a small smile “why are you still wearing it anyway?” She followed up that statement with a question “because the person that **did** this put a sticking charm on the inside of the jumper” George groaned Fred doubled over in laughter

“SHUT UP FRED!” George started to giggle “maybe you should be a little more nice to Y/n here and apologize” Fred chuckled “over my dead body!” George laughed you yawned stretching your arms over your head “goodnight Weasleys! See you tomorrow.” You chuckled to yourself looking back at George with a shit eating grin on your face “ooh you little…..” he grumbled

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**Two Days Later**

As you were passing the room of Requirement on your way to class you suddenly got pulled in and slammed against the door you looked up into his deep chocolate colored eyes and smirked “finally got out of that jumper did you Georgie?” His mouth pulled into a line “shut. Up.” He growled in your ear sending a shiver down your spine “youve been naughty babygirl” he dragged his nose along your neck “i have no idea what youre talking about Weasley” you smirked “you know thats not what you call me little slut” he raised his voice anger behind his eyes “youre only making this worse on yourself brat” he nibbled your earlobe gaining a moan out of you he smirked against your skin “oh so you can fuck me. But we cant go public” you spat out at him his eyes widened “thats what all this is about baby?” He asked softly you look away huffing “if thats what you wanted we could’ve talked about it “we always talk about it and its always the same ‘why change whats good already’ George its been almost a year!” You got increasingly annoyed with him “you let Alicia openly flirt with you touch you and you dont even care!” You yelled his eyes widened realizing what it was really about the prank everything.

He slammed his lips on yours biting your bottom lip roughly “only you get this part of me Y/n” he murmured against your lips “thats not cutting it George” he quickly stripping you down to nothing but your knickers grabbing your breasts roughly as he shoved his leg between your thighs pressing his muscular thigh to your increasingly wet heat gaining a whimper out of you “Look at you all needy and worked up did i do this in a couple of kisses love? Everyone knows that you belong to me. Body and soul” He groaned in your ear hands coming to your waist pressing your cunt down onto his thigh “well? What are you waiting for gorgeous” he flexed his leg you slowly started rocking your hips back and fourth his jeans giving you delicious friction on your clit as you bit your lip “ah ah ah” he tutted pulling your lip from between your teeth “i want to hear your pathetic noises as you ride my thigh go on. Let the entire castle know who gets you this fucked out within seconds” he commanded with authority he jolted his leg upward pressing it further into your wetness gaining a loud moan from your throat he smirked “Look at you… squirming like a bitch in heat so eager to get off on my leg gonna be a good girl and beg for me sweetheart?” He asked in your ear “skrew you Weasley” you moaned he brought his hand across your cheek another moan left your mouth turning you on further “you’re a little misbehaving whore who needs to be punished again.” he growled biting your neck “im going to keep you cumming til youre begging me to stop” he mutters as he grips your hips speeding your rutting up getting you closer and closer to your high “youre close arent you?” You nod eagerly he smirks at you pulling his thigh away from your heat immediately shoving three of his fingers in your cunt you whimpered as you started to ride his fingers in time with his movements you clench around his fingers when he brings his thumb to circle your clit “huh… look at you Thats it… fuck my fingers princess…. Soak my hand like a good girl” when your orgasam crashed over you his name came out of your mouth as a chorus he fucked you with his fingers through your first orgasam of the night “good girl” he said shoving the fingers that was in your cunt in your mouth “clean them off” he commanded you swirled your tongue around his digits he removed them from your mouth with a pop after three more mind blowing orgasams with his fingers and tongue he pulled away from your abused cunt

“On that bed now. Face down. Ass up.” He said with conviction you nodded starting to walk he pulled you back to him by your hair “crawl” he spat you nodded getting to your hands and knees crawling to the bed he unbuttoned his shirt and trousers coming up behind you looking at your wet cunt “So wet for me already” he growls “just for you George” you moan “i know baby he shoved his entire length into your sopping hole hissing at the stretch “You like this big, thick, fat dick, babygirl? You like the way I stretch out your slutty pussy out to fit in there?” George growled in your ear pulling all the way out then slamming back in immediately gaining a loud pornographic moan from your throat “George” you moaned “You can take it, I know you can, take it like a good girl baby. Youre doing such a good job taking me so good” he sped up his hips pistoning in and out of you hitting your g spot over and over again silent screams coming from your throat he grabbed you by your hair pulling you up against his bare chest holding your arms behind your back his free hand wrapping itself around your neck squeezing just hard enough to cut your air flow forcing you to listen to his voice “Look at you you little whore taking me so good, look at that i can see my cock in your stomach. So deep isnt it, so fucked out for me baby. So sexy. Who does this pussy belong too. Tell me.” he bites your earlobe letting go of your arms opting out to rub at your clit as he roughly fucks your abused hole when you didnt answer immediately he delivered a harsh slap to your clit velvet walls squeezing him perfectly “you! It belongs to you!” You screamed “good girl baby” he praised rubbing slow circles on your swollen clit “Gonna cum again? Thats pathetic. Why dont you just squirt for me. Make me all filthy, since you cant control yourself around me” you nodded your head eagerly at him gaining a chuckle out of him “beg.” He commanded “please George please i need to cum please please please” you moaned out “cum for me” he said simply and merlin did you wetness gushed over the two of you he chuckled “do i fuck you that good? You really do like being fucked like a slut you just squirted all over me baby you feel so good…” red tinge came over your face as he flipped you over and slammed you down on the bed “Fuck, you’re so fucking sexy when you come. What a gorgeous little slut…. Shit Baby… im Gonna… fuck… you’re gonna make me come, So tight good girl” he slammed his hips into you for the final time painting your walls in his cum groaning

When you came down from your high George pulled you onto his chest rubbing circles on your skin “i love you Y/n/n, only you, i belong to you only you baby you dont have to be jealous you know that” he cooed “i know that. You know that but no one else does… you know how much that hurts? Seeing them flirt and touch you and you doing nothing about it?” You didnt meet his gaze then it clicked in his head you were insecure and needed reassurance “okay baby.. okay” he said softly kissing you gently as you fell asleep in his arms

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You sat down next to George Fred sitting on the opposite side of you slowly making your plate with a sad look on your face when Alicia and Angelina came sitting next to George you stiffened in your seat about to get up when George’s left hand placed itself on your thigh stopping you from moving “Goodmorning Handsome” Alicia smiled at George “Alicia” he gave a polite smile “so i was thinking, this Saturday you and i could go to Hogsmeade together” she said with a flirty smile you started to pack up “I appreciate the offer but its mine and my girlfriends one year anniversary on Saturday; I’m taking her to get her nails and hair done, and im getting her a new dress for our dinner and a movie date. Y/n and i already have plans for the entire day none of them include me going to Hogsmeade with you.” George turned around and grabbed your hand “i dont mean to be rude, or maybe i do mean to be a little rude but you have no chance with me you never have, and its annoying being flirted with constantly. shes already got everything i have to give her.” He grabbed your hand and placed a chaste kiss on it “shes everything i want” he sighed standing up “now if you could please stop flirting and touching me? Its making me and my girl really uncomfortable” he turned to you “ready to go Baby? We’ve got potions” George kissed your forehead you smiled at him “thank you” you whispered walking out of the great hall hugging his waist

[shiftingparadise]

HI LOVE ok this might be a long detailed request so im sry i thought of this while trying to go to sleep to dream good😭🙏 OK jujutsu staff geto (kinda like nanami but as hes not a teacher like gojo) & sorcerer gn!reader. reader's curse technique is emotion/memory manipulation, geto & reader mutually have unspoken love/adoration for e.o but are aware of it. setting: somber night at the academy & reader sitting on the steps contemplating life & inevitable dying. geto finds them outside & joins to keep company making some small talk & they asks him why hes always so nice to them & then he starts actually starts listing qualities he likes abt reader. reader then asks geto if they can kiss him🫣 ofc he says yes & this is when reader uses their cursed technique on him & wipes out his emotions & memories attached to reader cuz the next day reader goes on a dangerous mission that can ultimately take their life & theyre also rly tired of fighting, also the reason y/n wipes his memories is cuz theyre aware of his feelings but want him to move on w/o grieving their loss. OK SAD ENDING: geto attends the funeral w/ no emotion he just thinks y/n was as acquaintance so it looked as if he just casually went to pay condolences & everyone was like ??? what happened yall were so close & he denies that cuz he doesnt rmbr until sm1 tells him reader mightve used their technique on him to avoid him from not being able to move on & he later regains his memory of them. HAPPY ENDING: reader is just heavily injured & while geto visits the infirmary to see shoko he sees y/n & their technique wheres off & he rmbrs reader using their technique on him & kinda gets upset but ends happy cuz he didnt lose them. RLY SRY IF THIS WAS A LONG REQUEST i was ranting to my friend abt it when i woke up & decided u'd be perfect to ask to write😭🫶

I LOVE LONG REQUESTS, I REALLY DO, SO THANK YOU 🤍 I chpse the happy ending, i don't know why, I felt like Geto deserved this :') anyway, I hope you like it 🥺🤍

Hope everyone's doing fine, enjoy reading!🤍✨

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‘You’re not coming?’, Gojo fake-pouted as he stopped in front of you, preventing you from entering your room, ‘Are you sick? Lovesick maybe?’. 

‘Get out of my way, Satoru’, you tried pushing him to the side, but he didn’t move a single muscle. ‘Geto isn’t coming, that’s why you’re not going, right?’. 

God, you wanted to punch that smirk right off his face. 

‘I’m not going because I’m tired’. ‘Tired? You always come to karaoke night’. ‘Just get out of my way, Satoru. Please, I can’t take this today’. ‘Huh?’, he bowed down so his nose brushed against yours, his thumb pressed against his bottom lip, ‘What’s wrong? Normally, you would’ve slapped me by now’. 

Ah, personal space. A term Gojo Satoru never heard of. 

‘Get out of my face’, you softly smacked his cheek while pushing him away, ‘I’m fine. I just need some rest’. ‘Hey, if it’s about Geto-‘. 

You swiftly grabbed his hand while channeling your cursed energy to your fingertips. 

‘Nope, not this time’, he quickly pulled away, ‘You tried that trick on me one too many times. I’m not interested in flashing memories of all the embarrassing moments in my life, so I’ll just leave you’. 

‘Idiot’, you watched as he walked away, his hands neatly tucked inside his pockets. ‘If you weren’t such an annoying brat, I wouldn’t have to use my cursed technique on you’. 

--- 

‘Can’t sleep’, you sighed as you pressed the palms of your hands to your tired eyes. A useless effort to rub the burning sensation away. 

You were tired, exhausted even. Your head was a mess. Over the past few weeks, you’d started to fall for Geto. There was something inside you that clicked when you got to know him. His smile, the way he always made sure you were doing okay, that you were safe… Did you love him? Were you even allowed to love him? As a sorcerer, your life was probably going to be short. ‘If I’m going to die, I don’t want to have any regrets’, you sat up straight, legs swinging over the edge of your bed, ‘I can’t fall in love. I won’t die a peaceful death if I have the feeling I’m leaving someone behind…’. 

--- 

‘Peaceful’, you closed your eyes as you felt the night's cold air. ‘And beautiful’, a sad smile on your face as you watched the moon. 

It was brighter than usual, with a more yellow tone in it as well. A perfect setting to drown in your thoughts.

 ‘Will I miss this? The moon? The smell of a summer night?’, a sad feeling rushed over you. ‘I’m going to die, right? The old man’s sending me on this mission to die’. 

‘There’s my monkey’, a soft voice came from behind you. ‘Hm’, you sighed as you pressed your legs closer to your chest. ‘Why are you sitting on these stairs?’, Geto sat down beside you, a smile on his face. ‘Can’t sleep’, you turned your face away from him. He couldn’t see you like this, not now. ‘Here’, a kind touch on your shoulder as he held out the hot beverage for you to take.

‘W-what’s this?’.

‘Tea. Chamomile to be exact. I read somewhere that it’s good for when you can’t sleep’. 

‘You knew I was sitting here?’. ‘Of course’, he smiled at the sky, ‘I heard you pacing around in your room, so I wanted to bring it to you there… but when I noticed you weren’t, I knew you’d be sitting here’. 

Of course, he knew you were sitting here.  Geto knows you like the back of his hand.

‘Why are you always so nice to me?’, you carefully grabbed the cup with both of your hands. ‘Why?’, still a smile on his face as he studied your face. 

You looked beautiful to him. You always did, but this was one of the few times you let your guard down, and the vulnerable look in your eyes suited you. 

‘Well’, he continued when he noticed you weren’t going to answer, ‘I like the way you care about people, even when they hurt you. I like the way you press your lips together when you’re thinking about improving your cursed technique. I like the way you know how I feel without me saying it, I like the way you care for me even when I’m being an asshole… Or the way you can get under Satoru’s skin’. 

He chuckled before continuing, his eyes now shifting to your hands that were neatly wrapped around the cup. 

‘But most of all, I like the way you look at me. As if I’m a pleasant person to be around’. 

‘Do you like me?’, you clenched your jaw. Somehow, the cold breeze blew every grain of hesitation out of your mind. 

You slowly looked at the man who was sitting next to you. Smiling? Why was he smiling? 

‘You know how I feel about you. I’m sure your cursed technique –‘, ‘You know I don’t use it for stuff like that’. 

But it was tempting though. If you wanted, you could decipher every feeling a person had ever felt for you. Hate, disgust, happiness, anger, love, … 

‘Here’, he held out his hand, his eyes focused on yours, ‘Just once wouldn’t hurt’. ‘N-no’, you turned your head to the side, ‘I won’t use it like that’. 

‘Hm?’, you widened your eyes as you could feel his hand gently holding yours. ‘I can't tell you how I feel about you, it feels like there aren’t any words to describe it’.

You frowned at his gesture, but if he told you he didn’t mind… Maybe just this one time… 

‘Are you sure?’. ‘Positive’, a swift pat on your hand. ‘Fine’, you could feel your cheeks redden at his touch, ‘Sit still’. 

It took a moment for you to break through his energy, for him to allow yours to dance with his. Because that’s what it was. A dance. Sometimes you stepped on a toe, opening up memories people didn’t want you to see, but this wasn’t anything like this. This was a symphony. You could see the sun rise in the morning, its warm light shining on beautiful, white flowers. You could hear the calm sound of a small river from behind you, the sweet scent of a warm apple pie… Was this what he felt for you? Were you his safe heaven? His peace? 

‘Wh-why are you crying?’, his eyes widened, his thumb quickly wiping the tears from under your eyes. 

‘C-can I kiss you?’, you avoided looking into his eyes. 

This was going to hurt, but you had to do this. What if you died? It would break his heart, it would be the end of the Geto everyone knew. He would never feel happiness again. The sun would turn into the moon, the green and colorful flowers would be dead and dry… The river would be dried up… He would never feel anything like this again. But if you did this, if you just managed to go through with this… Someone else will become his peace, someone who’ll stay. 

He didn’t respond, but the way his hand cupped your cheek while his forehead rested against yours gave you the approval you needed.

It was a delicate and painful kiss. For a moment, just the tiniest second, you doubted about whether you were going to go through with it. Because you felt the same. He was your ocean. So calm and serene. 

‘I love you’, a soft whisper before you embedded his thoughts with your cursed energy. Every memory, every look, every smile… Gone. He’d remember your name and that you were a sorcerer, but that’s it. 

---

‘What?’, Geto sighed while he opened his door, only to see his friend out of breath. ‘I-it’s Y/N, t-they’re in the infirmary’. ‘Okay?’, Geto frowned, ‘What’s it to me?’. ‘Huh?’, Gojo tilted his head, ‘Y/N… They’re heavily inju-‘. ‘So? Didn’t know them’. ‘B-but you always-‘. ‘Satoru’, Geto annoyedly rolled his eyes, ‘How many times should I tell you, I barely knew them?’. ‘B-but-‘, ‘I’m not coming to the infirmary with you’. ‘But you two were always together?’. ‘You’re crazy’, Geto sighed as he closed his door, leaving Gojo behind with a confused expression.

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‘Go see them’, Gojo leaned next to the vending machines. 

‘No’. 

‘You cared for them’. 

‘I don’t know them, Satoru’. 

‘So you’re telling me- ’. 

‘Shut up Satoru’, Geto smirked, ‘You’re annoying me’. ‘Fine’, Gojo raised both of his hands in the air, ‘Anyway… Shoko wants to see you’. 

Geto watched as his friend walked away, two hands in his pockets. 

‘Tch, if this is a trick, I’ll kill you’. ‘Yeah yeah, we both know I’m stronger’’, Gojo smirked as he looked over his shoulder. 

--- 

‘Shoko?’, Geto lazily opened the door, his eyes gliding over the room, ‘That white-haired idiot told me-‘. 

What’s that sound? Birds? A river? 

‘Geto?’, Shoko frowned as she waved in front of his face, ‘Helloooo’. ‘O-oh’, Geto forced himself to look away from you. ‘Where were you? Why didn’t you come sooner?’. ‘S-sooner?’, his eyes unwillingly glided back towards your body. ‘Weren’t you two a thing?’. ‘A thing?’.

Why? Why does everyone think that he cared about you when he never even talked to you? 

‘It’s fine, everyone knew. They’re sleeping so try to stay quiet’, she sighed while scribbling something on a piece of paper, ‘Anyway, I’ll be going. Gojo called and said he was feeling sick. That idiot probably ate too much mochi again’. 

‘Or he wanted to make sure I had some time alone with them’, Geto stared at the ceiling. 

One step at a time, Geto slowly moved closer to you. For some reason, his heart started beating faster, images of beautiful scenery flashing before his eyes. 

‘S-shoko?’, you tiredly, opened one eye when you heard someone. 

‘W-what?’, Geto tried to keep his balance when he heard your raspy voice. The symphony in his head amplified while the scenery slowly was replaced by memories. Memories of you smiling, softly holding his hand, holding him at times when felt nothing else but despair. He didn’t just know you, he loved you, and you loved him too.

‘How could you? How could you do this to me?’. 

His voice sounded fragile, hurt even. 

You pressed your lips together, slowly turning your head away from him. You weren’t going to deal with this. 

‘I trusted you. I let you inside my head to see what I feel for you, and you-‘. 

Tears? Was he seriously crying? 

‘Why? Why did you do it? Don’t you feel the same?’. 

I do. 

‘Tired’, your eyes were fixated on the wall next to you, ‘Want to sleep’. 

‘Tch’, Geto clenched his jaw at your cold behavior, ‘What if you died? You would’ve just buried all our memories with you’. 

‘I would’ve died peacefully, and you would’ve moved on with your life-‘. ‘My life?’, he interrupted you, ‘You’re right, my life. You don’t get to decide what I remember and what I don’t’. 

It was almost suffocating, the tension in the room. 

‘I just wanted you to be happy’, a lump in your throat. 

He couldn’t be happy, not without you. Ever since you erased his memories, he felt empty. 

‘How could I be happy without my little monkey?’, a warm whisper as he carefully laid down next to you. 

He didn’t care that the bed was too small. He didn’t need much room anyway. 

‘You’re my happiness, you know that because you saw, right? You saw what you are to me’. 

He carefully pulled your broken body closer to his, ignoring your sweet whimpering sounds. 

‘You’re my peace’, he nestles his head in the space between your shoulder and neck, ‘My little monkey’. 

‘I-I’m sorry, I just didn’t want you to be sad if I died’, you whimpered as you wiped the tears from your cheeks. 

‘I’m just happy you’re alive-‘ 

‘See?’, Satoru’s voice rang through the room, ‘Told you they used their cursed technique, now hand it over’. ‘Fine’, Shoko responded while you heard her grabbing some money. 

‘If you don’t leave now, then you’re the next person to lay in this bed-‘, ‘Don’t worry’, he interrupted your threat, I'll leave you lovebirds alone’. 

[redyrmes]

I just feel like I have to say something more

I remember going on the dsmp wiki and reading pages upon pages of trivia and lore and characters i didnt know enough about. I would sit there for hours on end, consuming it all and whats more, I had fun.

The whole thing that was dsmp impacted my life so much. I’ve discovered so many amazing content creators and artists and others that I wouldnt have found otherwise. dsmp is what got me into art, and its honestly just been a whole experience that I’m so grateful for.

And i dont know what it is about streamer guys rping in silly block game that made me love it so much, but I love dsmp probably more then I should. It means so so much to me, and im going to continue to love it even if it’s officially over. Because those characters, that story—It inspired me more then I could have ever imagined. And I dont think im ready now, if ever, to let that go.

The nuke ending was bad. in all honesty, yes, it was terrible. It left me with this regret in the pit of my stomach and it genuinely hurt, but this new ending is….just everything i could have asked for.

Yes, it does hurt that its finally over. All good things come to end, of course, it had to eventually. But the pain of the terrible finale is gone, because this one is so good.

Them ending it all in the actual end, by breaking the only real rule of the server…And. Giving it a final sendoff as just ccs and friends, theyre ending the dsmp how it started, really. It comes full circle. hell, even the last official thing done on the server being Eret giving a museum tour. It’s all awfully poetic and it’s such a satisfying ending, at least for me.

So really, just—thank you. Thank everyone. the ccs and the fanbase and all of everybody. Closing this chapter, signing off. Dream SMP is over, finally over, and I’ll miss it. But it doesnt hurt anymore. it really feels..like an end. a good one this time.

Too put it this way, in Erets words: “As cliche as it is—don’t be sad it’s over, be happy it happened.”

[liuwithheadcanons]

I’m someone 🧍

Unfortunately I only really know Spider-Man (and Venom and Morbius by proxy), Gaurdians of the Galaxy, Wandavision, and Moonknight, and the liiiiiittlest bit of Dr. Strange, but!! That doesn’t mean I can’t hear you out on other things!!! I’ll be honest, I don’t even really know who Natasha or Clint are (Blackwidow and Hawkeye I assume?) but I like what you’ve thought about for them

*CSRAESM S INTO THE VOIDDDDDDDD* slight spoiler warnings yall

also note thes e thoughts aren’t just for a/b/o Clintasha I literally hold these views for my other aus too

ALSO SORRY FOR THE TYPOS IM TOO EXITED FOR REAL

listen LISTEN L I S T E N

Queerplatonic Clint and Nat and supportive wife of Clint Laura. Also yes, Hawkeye and Blackwidow!!

Clint and Laura have a nice bond, Asexual Clint my BELOVED who’s sex repulsed but had kids with Laura because their bond was that strong.

Natasha is a grey-bellusromantic - she can feel romantic attraction but also like it’s very dull and only happened with like Bruce. AnyWays! She has an interest in traditional romantic things but doesn’t feel romantic attraction to like only one, and Bruce and Natasha didn’t really work out

anyways CLINT AND NATASHA ARE QPRS!! THE MOVIES HAVE THEM SO CLOSE EVEN THO CLINT IS MARRIED- they LITERALLY FOUGHT FOR WHO WOUOD DIE BETWEEN THEM, TOUCHED HEADS, ALL PLATONICALLY AND IT SCREAMS QPR 😭!!

Clint ans Natasha kiss, (onky on cheek) they cuddle etc etc. and Laura is so supportive and doesn’t feel threatened, cause she knows that they’ve been partners for a while and that they kinda need eachother

anyways when Nat dies Omega Clint is a MESSSSSSS!! He holds Laura close, who’s an Alpha, and constantly smells her scent and makes her scent him, and he scents her, and he takes her to the nest where they cuddle, and kiss, and he sometimes ends up crying cause he doesn’t want Laura to disappear either and just SADNESS 😭!!

alSo Clint and Natasha was very hush hush in public about their relationship cause ppl are weird and gross and so on so yeAh. But like they once went on a cute date that wasn’t just secret coffee shop and it ended with them cuddling and stuff

also after nat’s death her scent would be so dull due to being a beta and Clint would be so SAD CAUSE HE DOESNT WANT TO LOOSE THAT!

also

ywah im slightly obsessed as someone who used to be in a qpr until recently, they just I LOVE THEM

I’m so sorry Dude- actually side note what should I call you sweets?

also I would ramble more but I think you suffered enough 

[paintingformike]

Bc, some people think those moments were meant to draw a contrast rather than a direct parallel.

People think that Will being in between Mike and El's scenes is not necessarily there to imply that Mike likes Will but rather is there to show Will's unrequited feelings, because Will was blurred whereas Robin was at the center of the scene where we watched her visibly being sad but Will was not sad, he was blurred in the background and when Mike and El have a forehead touch moment, he is entirely out of the picture.

Also, people do not exactly notice which music plays at which scenes. Only if they are interested in analyzing or searching, then they can find. Another example is, we know about the 'tender emotional music' because we focused on that and then made an analysis, but even then that wouldn't necessarily look like byler proof to the other parts of the audience, esp when that same music also plays for a melvin scene in one of the scenes where they talk.

It's also that Dan and Vickie broke up but Dan is just some random character, whereas El is a main character and we have been following Mike and El's relationship for seasons (that's how the audience thinks), and they gave Mike a huge monologue, whether or not we argue that it happened due to Will, it still happened. Even if Mike and El do not exactly talk, it does not look like a byler proof for some people but it rather looks like a casual relationship drama which will be resolved in S5 like Jonathan and Nancy's underaddressed situations.

I am saying this bc while I am a byler shipper and I think the narrative has a chance to make Byler fully canon, I also have many queer friends or in general friends who belong to GA, and I can also understand their points when they say that they do not see byler happening because majority of the proof that we have seem far-fetched, random or delusional to them.... or just not enough of proofs in general.

yes i literally just said i know people find it harder to believe in byler because main characters are involved in the love triangle whereas dan and vickie are side characters, and that’s as far as i’ll get their sentiments.

about all your other points, yeah i know that these are all reasons why people from the GA think most byler proofs are farfetched...but it doesnt mean their arguments are valid and understandable though lmao. the rovickie/byler parallels aren't even that hard to pick up on, and if it was only meant to contrast the two relationships then will being out of focus while robin isn’t wouldn’t be the ONLY thing different about their scenes cause everything else is pretty much identical to each other, mike and vickie even have similar conflicted expressions when they look at will and robin (and its ON THEM for not noticing that). also even if will is blurred out he still stands out the most cause he’s dead in the middle of mike and el’s faces and his figure immediately draws your attention (heck he was the first thing i noticed as a casual viewer while watching vol 2), which makes no sense for someone who’s supposed to be just “entirely out of the picture”...and about the monologue. something tells me its just double standards against a queer ship cause this isn’t exactly the first time a character seemingly professes their undying love for another character but still ends up with someone else 🤔

what im trying to say is yeah its true that they have all these reasons for not believing in byler endgame but at the end of the day...how am i just supposed to understand the points they have when they’re the ones who cant read into things that aren’t supposed to be very complicated when you have common sense, and i dont really think their thought process/reasonings are particularly strong anyway. also in this context...the rovickie/byler parallel is literally one of our least “random” byler proofs that just came out of thin air, its very much in your face so 😭 i guess i’d understand if you were talking about other more tiny background hints in relation to this topic but this one is pretty blatant...sorry for going into a tangent

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JONATHAN!!! of course i've spent my time since finishing the season recently going through your blog, but just overall, i'd love to know what you thought about volume one?! especially the jonathan/byers of it all if you'd like to share!!!!!!! <3

sathana bestie hi !!!!!!!!! hope ur groovin <33

i typed a more lengthy response to this b4 nd tumblr just. nuked it so i’ll just say that while yes this season has numerous problems and bits that i’m not the biggest fan of (hello russia plot, hello stranger things’ patented oddly written bullying, hello stancybaitgate (no offence intended to my stancy mutuals lov y’all)) this season is a MAJOR step-up from s3. like a HUMONGOUS improvement tbh

highlights from the top of my head:

max’s storyline was done so much more respectfully than i was expecting and genuinely made me cry i love her so much

robin and nancy are soooooooo autistic and fruity this season it’s a blessing

murray and joyce being comedic besties (and making their storyline worthwhile)

eddie and steve are two different flavours of off the fucking walls and i love that for them

i love seeing el’s development as she grows up !!! i just wish that she didn’t get thrown into the deep end of high school

the gore effects this volume were simply chef’s fuckin kiss and greatly appealed to the deranged little horror fanatic in me

continuing on from that, vecna/henry creel was soooooooo creepy and cool i think he’s an awesome villain overall (and much better than some of the other human ones in the show 👀)

and finally. my boy. my bestest boy in the whole wide world. jonathan honeypie byers my fucking beloved. i’m glad that he had more of an introspective storyline than he had last season (and an unfair amount in s2 tbh) and we actually have scenes where he’s the primary focus (if only for a little while). i’m overjoyed he has argyle to be there for him, even if he’s a little misguided at times and doesn’t think things through, because jonathan needs and deserves ppl to be in his corner; he deserves a support system and ppl who care abt him. jonathan’s outfits have also slapped this season, loving all the fruity shirts he’s been wearing. and unpopular opinion maybe, but i also rly like his hair !!!! it’s like an overgrown shaggy version of his s1 hair which i appreciate immensely.

overall i wish that the cali storyline had more screentime (also more el too) in all honesty; i want more big brother byers moments!!!! also more joyce/family interactions, given that the s4 interactions between her and jonathan were limited and not super great. i’m also praying that the love triangle nonsense that’s been abruptly rehashed for s4 (which i’d thought we’d moved way past in season 3??? hello) doesnt shit all over his character development, same going for nancy and steve too; if we’re doing this then for the love of fuck please just give us stoncy. i know they won’t but like. please

rounding off tho, i don’t think that the og jonathan that likeminded jon stans prefer i.e the original characterisation of jonathan, from s1 (ya know: perceptive, responsible, sensitive, artistic, self-aware, passionate, ambitious, stalwart) would rly be very happy with this s4 variant. i’ve seen some ppl view some of his scenes where he’s high off his mind as kind of sad? and i can’t help but compare his lack of awareness and how uninvolved he seems (initially, that is) to how hands-on and “take charge” he used to be (i only put that in quotation marks bc i don’t think that phrase greatly applies to him the majority of the time, since he’s not rly your hopper-esque macho male protag). like when joyce asked him what was wrong with him when he was asking “what’s going on” and repeating the things told to him (processing brand new info under an already influenced mind ofc), that just keeps coming back to me as s1!jonathan asking the same thing to his current self ya know?? like idk if the two met i feel that s1!jonathan would be kind of disappointed in what’s happened to him, if not understanding of his s4!self’s circumstances and also kind of thankful that he’s not as on-edge. hm. much to think abt (or write a fanfiction about 👀)

anyways woah i don’t mean to natter on so much in this reply but i hope that, if it makes sense I mean, u like it or at least see where i’m coming from ?? it’s late <3

[strcngergirls]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER. ( REPOST DO NOT REBLOG ! )

○  name: Elfie

○  pronouns: She/Her

○  preference of communication: Discord / IMs

○   name of muse(s): so many, too many... my masterlist of all that i currently write and/or are open to writing again is here (warning: its long and stinky)

○   platforms you’ve used: myspace (yikes), tumblr, facebook ( another yikes), & discord !

○   best experience: I’ve been so so so lucky in that I’ve met so many amazing people that I have created such cool characters and stories with as well as created lovely friendships that I cherish so so much & am still writing with some over a decade later! I was lucky enough to have ships with @paramcur​ that went through so much character developments and struggles(ic and ooc lmao) and created so many cool threads and storylines that i’m so grateful for & i’ll never be able to thank her enough for uwu ily deokseok forever

○    rp pet peeves / dealbreakers: a pet peeve is def godmodding & metagaming, but it doesnt happen as much as it used to in circa 2011. I’ve only really had it happen once or twice but it’s just... grrrr. As for dealbreakers, ooc drama and bullying is a hard no for me. I’ve been bullied out of rpgs and had people I love and adore be bullied off the site for mistakes they made in the past. People forget that this is supposed to be a fun and creative outlet and instead let their petty childish grudges get the best of them and it’s sad that no one is allowed to learn from their mistakes and it always just turns into a witch hunt

○    fluff, angst, or smut: I do have to say I prefer angst & fluff over smut, esp since most of my muses have horror elements interwoven in them in some shape or form. I’ve written smut (shivers) in the past but when it comes to the hankypanky for my muses i tend to prefer fade to black or just alluding to it. i’m asexual so personally its hard for me to have muse for smutty things but its just a personal preference so that we are all comfy and i’m not giving you half-assed replies!

○    plots or memes: I love both!! But if I had to pick one, I’d say memes honestly. I love improv and rolling with the punches, since it’s a.) fun and b.) a good exercise for getting into muse mindset. I love brainstorming plots though, so both are entirely welcome!

○    best time to write: my answer’s gonna be confusing but i usually write at night, in bed on mobile and then format, queue, and/or post them in the mornings when I can proofread & fluff as necessary. but the bare bones of most replies are done at nighttime when i’m half asleep lol

○    are you like your muse(s): yes and no. some muses have a lot more elements of me than others, but I would honestly say there are parts of me in every muse I write. Even the ones that are nothing like me, I use people and experiences I’ve had to try and make them more believable! Since I write so many different types of characters I really try hard to make sure they’re each distinctive and not just copy & paste muses

tagged by: @talesfromthevoiid​ ♥

tagging: @familybyerstm​ @creelsclocks​ @firstcurse​ @alwaysrevvedup​ @de2thletter​ @paramcur​ & whoever wants to do it ! 

[i-have-not-slept]

miles cross live reaction

“I don’t know.” Magnus said wearily. But I promise you— I promise,” —Max started to wail— “I promise I’ll find him.” Magnus pleaded. 

no :((((((((((( little blueberry dont be sad :((((((((((

He, unlike Max, had spent the first five years of his life on the streets, living only by his own wits. It had given him a gravity unusual in a child of his age.

i swear the only one in the lightwood-bane family that doesnt act much older than their age because they have to grow up quicker than others is max, what is happen

He wrapped it around himself like a blanket, inhaling the familiar, comforting scent. It almost felt like Alec was holding him. 

these sentences just give me call me as a failure and steal all my cookies thanks

“Yes. I think so. But it was Asmodeus who had the idea to kidnap your husband.”

asmodouchebag can go choke on hot coals

His husband’s goodness, his compassion, had moved this faerie to help Magnus, at the risk of her own life.

at one point everyone will realize alec superiority i will make it my life mission!!!

im so waiting for the next update this one is so goooodd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Aaaaaaaah thank you so much I’m so glad you enjoyed it!

Alec superiority is also my life’s mission ☺️

Thank you again!!! 💖💖💖

[benbamboozled]

Hi after seeing ur ship-pos post on my dash (i am A mutual) i wanted to make a confession. You dont have to answer this but i felt this would be a safe place to share with *someone* because I thought about this too long one night and made myself sad bc i was too scared to share on my blog

But I just rlly want arkham knight & redhjason to be intensely protective of one another. It's not pseudo-incest if you're technically the same person right. I don't know how they would exist in the same universe but *handwaves* dc does dimension crashes for less interesting reasons.

Archie survived so much bullshit nd Red just wants to pamper this amazing incredible intelligent determined *breathtaking* guy & maybe convince him to at least temporarily leave the vigilante-ing to Red and his crew because AK deserves a fucking bREAK

but Archie's perfectly capable of being a stubborn wet cat when he wants to be. He earned every right to be difficult when it suits him. So he doesnt put his life on the line directly (because its kinda nice when someone honestly cares abt you and you want to make them happy in thanks) but he builds Red the COOLEST gadgets (im pretty sure he invented a lot of his militias tech?? Or is that an amazing B:AK fanfic I once read talking directly to my brainrot) and if Batman even breathes in Red's direction all of Archie's remote control drones will come over & hunt him for sport

I also HC that AK has moderate to severe chronic pain in many of his limbs (esp shoulders & ankles) and reduced function in specific muscle groups due to his period of torture, and while Red can't get him into the habit of using a wheelchair (bad memories 😬) and he vehemently protests against getting a mobility scooter, they at least have crutches stored in every place they crash at throughout Gotham. If Archie refuses to use them during a flare-up Red will pick him up and carry him to where he was going. Wanna be difficult? Fine. I can too - didn't you know? Silly, I'm you!

WHAAAT!! ANON I LOVE ALL OF THIS.

I’m bummed that you don’t feel comfortable going off on your own blog because this is *chef’s kiss* EXACTLY my jam. So thank you for posting it to meeee!

ALSO ALSO ALSO they would both be so flustered by someone wanting to protect them and having someone in their lives who feels like they deserve protection! They’re both so used to just…sucking it up and going at it alone! (And canon!Jay would be incandescently pissed about what happened to AK!Jay.)

I also HC that AK has moderate to severe chronic pain in many of his limbs (esp shoulders & ankles) and reduced function in specific muscle groups due to his period of torture, and while Red can't get him into the habit of using a wheelchair (bad memories 😬) and he vehemently protests against getting a mobility scooter, they at least have crutches stored in every place they crash at throughout Gotham. If Archie refuses to use them during a flare-up Red will pick him up and carry him to where he was going. Wanna be difficult? Fine. I can too - didn't you know? Silly, I'm you!

Okay…as someone with a disability that affects their mobility + chronic pain…yes I love all of this so much. (And I would REALLY LOVE TO SEE THIS KIND OF THING IN COMICS!!! DC! I’m looking at you!)

Okay…okay…I just really really love all of this concept. These two just deserve to be happy and taken care of and to be around someone who gets them on a fundamental level.

(Please tell me you’ve seen that @jjmk-jjmk art of RH!Jay/AK!Jay? I’ll dig it up…AH here it is! Go here for goodness. Imagine that this is right before they kiss.)

[kexing]

honestly like. it’s clear and obvious that jiwoo still loves seojoon but he needs to start showing it TO seojoon ykwim like seojoon doesnt know abt the ring under the pillow!!! also we didnt get to hear jiwoos response to the “did you miss me question” so i wanna know what he said there and i just. AGH!!! also the no epilogue for this ep and just the ending felt….different if that makes sense?

yes yes but also, if seojoon hadn’t found him, it seems to me that jiwoo was really ready to spend the rest of his life without seojoon. he lied about the shirt and the ring, he acts like he doesn’t care when he obviously does, in order to keep seojoon from seeing completely through him, which seojoon still does most of the time. it’s the main reason why he hasn’t given up on jiwoo yet, because he believes jiwoo still loves (rightfully so).

but i just don’t know exactly WHAT could make jiwoo see the light and go after seojoon when he’s moved as far away from him as possible and has been doing everything to turn him down. i really don’t know.

because we all know that it was seojoon who saved them from a sad ending in season one, even when kangmin himself said that jiwoo was the one who fell first. seojoon was the one to tell jiwoo, “if it’s too hard for you to come to me, i’ll go to you”.

and seojoon went to jiwoo again. and again and again and again because it’s what seojoon does, he loves him so much and he isn’t afraid of hard work.

but yes, the ending of episode 6 felt like a shift for seojoon and the image of him turning his back and walking away from jiwoo and the ex… i think seojoon has finally understood that there’s no making up. and i truly hope so because man, he did his best. he really did and i’m proud of him!

but who has to take the step forward now and make things happen is jiwoo. he needs to have some character development or this whole mess is going to happen in two years time. Again.

if they want this relationship to fully function and Last, they have to reach a middle ground and one in which they’re both willing to work and Communicate without running away.

[aeroplaneblues]

I’m rereading jjk from the prep arc to refresh my memory, i dropped it around midway the culling game so i barely remember anything. I’ll be posting my thoughts per vol to make this fun!

So!! Vol 17 tl;dr thoughts: i liked it better half of it is maki and she is a pretty cool character, im just sad about how gege handled mai and nobara’s supposedly confirmed death. It could’ve been different. We should’ve had more of yaga before, also naoya sucks! Choso my beloved he is so cute about yuuji🥹 overall great volume!!

More vol 17 thoughts as i was reading:

- senpai yuuta is so confident😭

- naoya…😒

- One page, we get one page of kugisaki’s status but not in a clear way bc this could still be “nothing has changed, she hasn’t woken up” its nov 9 when that conversation happened, only a little more of a week from kugisaki’s “1% chance” we cant get a solid answer? A “odds were against her” but just yuuji’s I GET IT and megumi’s silence, doesnt cut it.

- Yuuta sees Maki and turns back to puppy mode, same

- “You can think of him as my big brother” 😭😭😭 my fave page, cant wait to see it animated

- Forgot how accidentally funny yuuji was, yes tengen is ugly looking

- So kenjaku was like AFO collecting CTs blood manipulation from kamo, whatever yuuji’s mom had, and curse manipulation for all his silly little evil plan for the fun of it (i do remember that)

- I love that yuuta is still the guy that says someone is stronger than him even when we all know is not true. He is closer to gojo and yuki’s level if anything

- Choso loves yuuji so much😭😭😭

- Wait where are all the panda like creations of yaga now? Like can they fight, what are these remind me of🤔

- Man i forgot so much of yaga, there so much about him that is interesting for him to be killed off and remembered just as panda’s dad imo. Ig it was more like a surprise reveal but we could’ve had some hints idk

- Megumi’s “i dont want it” jon snow moment is really funny

- The Zen’in fam are fucked lmao

- I still hate mai dying, i get the logic behind it. But it still feels unsatisfying ending for a character, unlike nanami hurtful but understandable and a good closure

- Mai took maki’s heart😔

- Naoya’s simpness for toji will never not be funny

- Bro thinks he’s as powerful as gojo🤭

- I do like maki’s personal arc, “burn it all” is a powerful thing, there were no other alternatives but to start anew. She did what toji couldn’t.. wouldn’t?

-I just find it weird they had two children in the same family line with a heavenly restriction? Maki and Toji being cousins and having the same exact powers ? Not like him dying gave her the heavenly restriction.

-We should’ve had more moments of Maki and Megumi’s relationship as second cousins or a mentioned of it tho, Megumi doesn’t want to acknowledge he is zen’in but still would’ve been funny when others do. Mai was perfect for this.

[theplanetsjupiter]

update

i mean i feel like its def been like a year since i started this whole online diary entry thing. happy anniversary? i cant sleep because i watched part of stranger things season 4 and now im scared and yeah thats how i ended up here. Anyways. shit happened. I got so busy with tompkins and lowkey i feel like im doing better. Ngl junior year has been depressing. but i like it more in katy. Holy shit i have so much to say. In victoria, grades were easy and i was not motivated so that meant that I only focused on how i was doing socially and idk but it was sad. I mostly felt like i didnt fit in into a single friend group, i kept comparing myself to people like laccey who could fit in into any group and everyone liked her or like mae (and i still compare myself to people but I’ll get on it). But i dont wanna say i was depressed because I wasnt. I was just unhappy in victoria. Doesnt mean i dont miss it. Fuck, sometimes ill just miss going into heb or ross but either I’m in denial or I really dont miss the people. I thought/think theres something wrong with me. Its hard for me to make connections. I dont fucking know why but i want to fix it because i want a cool friend group; some people i cant truly be myself around and make me be like “damn i loved high school”. But anyways back to the school change. Im glad i left people in victoria. I was unhappy, felt like my friendships were shit, i (felt like) was starting to lose sasha, i felt like i couldnt make other friends/ join another friendgroup where i could be myself, etc. PLUS OMG greenly started dating Daniel which then led yo them merging friendgroups MY friendgroups which i wouldve hated. So yeah happy i left victoria. Then i came to tompkins and then i was like oh shit these people are something else. And like i could go more into detail but i dont want to rn. I will say though, i was so focused on doing good that the morning after i called syenna and found out she no longer gave a shit about me i was like “im not gonna let my emotions get in the way” and so i did my homework and focused on only that. ANyways i feel like im happier but maybe thats only because im distracted from sadness. But yes i definitely feel better than victoria. (i have this theory that the more you work hard, the happier you are) I got out of my comfort zone and i like myself more. my “goal” used to be to got back to 9th grade me but i realized that past is past and like old me wouldve thought this was crazy but i no longer care about “going back to 9th grade me”. in fact, i actually forgot i wanted to do that or the fact that i did all that shit in 9th grade. im just gonna remember it as proof that i can do it. i can become social. and this time i no longer care about “fixing” or “repairing” myself but reinventing. Im doing better with grades (fuck physics) and i feel like im improving socially. people are asking me to hang out. soha actually invited me as her plus one to the mun banquet which hopefully ill update you later (which btw i dont even want to make any predictions about bc i dont wanna jinx it). but yeah i am going to stop here because i feel like i have a lot more to say but rn i cant rememeber. so yeah im not yet at the stage where im like “damn i really like who im becoming” but i like who im becoming. Im not there yet, i still have a lot of shit i want to improve but i feel better about myself. i no longer feel the need to desperately go back to my 9th grade self,or want to be like other people (ok maybe i still do this cough cough fiona) um now idk how to end this but this isnt fucking lang so here it ends