#/sarcasm on everything here

[heavenaintaniceplace]

“oh sorry you can’t just Apologize for being culturally christian because thats also culturally christian💖our standards are different💖you have to do work for the rest of your life to make up for any harm have or havent done because our standards are different and even though you dont adhere to them and arent a part of any group that adheres to them and arent obligated to💖we expect you to agree and do this or youre a bad person💖you are inherently guilty and need to make up for it 💖i dont care if you were a brainwashed 8 year old in a high demand cult and you were a victim you need to repent💖for the rest of your life💖“

#the post didnt read quite like this. but yea. thats the vibe #/sarcasm on everything here #someone really said this #someone actually said 'look up MY model of redemption instead' and then laid unilateral blame on everyone whos ever been xtian #please im realizing SO fucking fast how theres no compassion on this website #anyways leftists alienating each other ouroborus #because telling someone theyre automatically guilty isnt also 'culturally christian' wake up #im so fucking tired actually #i mean just say that anything exchristians ever do will never be enough and leave it at that #bc id rather fall short of your standard then break my back on anyones standard ever again #i'd rather you not acknowledge exchristians at all bc we dont need your acknowledgement or forgiveness or lack of #im getting really spicy now but every post i find just keeps getting worse and worse #anyways i have so many more people to block #and you can come @ me all you want but op was worse #ex christian

[m1zumono]

dean winchester and autism because this man is autistic and i will not accept otherwise:

his reaction to sam giving him the giant slinky at the end of 7x14 'plucky pennywhistle's magical menagerie'

actually physically stimming when he enters the bunker with sam in 15x14 'last holiday' and sees the christmas decorations

the boxing episode, 11x15 'beyond the mat', where dean spends the entire episode fanboying and (for lack of a better word) plays in the boxing ring

wearing the same thing (flannel, jeans, in earlier seasons the leather jacket) almost all of the time while not in disguise to work cases

eating the same thing (cheeseburger with extra onions or pie) at almost everywhere they go, as often as he can (about dean winchester and food, i could talk about that for hours he has so many issues with it and it's all john winchester's fault)

his ability to recite movies line for line, and his tendency to communicate almost entirely through references and movie quotes, and expecting people to understand what he means

about references, he makes jokes and references when it's not appropriate, he doesn't understand that something isn't appropriate in a situation where it isn't specifically pointed out to him, and he generally has a pretty messed up sense of empathy and inability to 'read the room'

‘you’re always calling me a geek, but you know every word to every led zeppelin song, backwards and forwards. you can discuss in detail every major rock drummer between ’67 and ’84… and you watch ‘jeopardy!’ every night.’ - directly quoted from sam winchester in 14x20 'moriah'

in 13x06 'tombstone' when they go into the motel and dean talks about the cowboys, identifying all of them and going into quite a bit of detail about a few of them, even though nobody asked him about it and he is absolutely infodumping. 'he really likes cowboys.' 'yes. yes, he does.'

his knowledge of cars, particularly baby, and how he takes her for a ride when he's sad because of the comfort she provides him. also about baby and comfort, the way he offers to let people drive baby when he realises that they're sad, thinking it'll make them feel better as she makes him happy and he doesn't understand how else to help

in 1x03 'dead in the water' he talks to lucas about how he didn't speak as a kid, he plays with the toy soldiers and it doesn't come across as playing with them to make lucas trust him, it actually comes across as him finding genuine enjoyment in it

in 1x15 'the benders' when he's talking to the kid who mentions godzilla, dean brightens immediately and goes off topic talking about his favourite godzilla film, and has to be reminded that he's working a case by sam

the entirety of 14x04 'mint condition', how dean gets to express his interests and be himself and how a lot of people have mentioned that he seems to be genuinely himself in that episode instead of the act he puts on

larping with charlie, no explanation needed

he shuts down when things go badly, often blasting music and ignoring everything and everyone around him

he always picks scissors when playing rock, paper, scissors, and it's actually something that comes up multiple times within the show - in 2x17 'heart', sam says, 'dean, always with the scissors,' and along the same lines, his excitement both times he actually wins the game

in 1x04 'phantom traveller', dean is terrified because of the plane and sam points out that he's humming metallica. he replies that it calms him down, and that just seems very autistic

#spn #supernatural #dean winchester #autism #autistic dean winchester #actually autistic #he's autistic because i'm autistic and i relate to everything here way too much for him to not be #i actually don't care if half of these things aren't specific to autism #i relate to them and i'm autistic and i think those two things are linked so they are now #heavy emphasis on the routines with the clothes and food #also heavy HEAVY emphasis on the few times we get to see him be a nerd #mostly the scene where sam calls him out on it because this man is a nerd and i just want that to be known #to be fair the entirety of tfw 2.0 is autistic #sam dean jack and cas #the four flavours of autism #and about castiel and autism because i'm not making a separate post just for this #i always see it get played off as 'he's an angel he literally isn't human he's not autistic he's just not human' #one misha says you're wrong and that he's autistic #and two none of the angels are like that? like yeah they don't tend to get sarcasm but the level of that is almost exclusive to castiel and #he's weird even by angel standards #the gay angel is autistic #they're also all trans but that's a different conversation #this is way too many tags i'm clicking post goodbye #meta

[welcometogrouchland]

[ID: a black and white animatic based on the owl house set to "Letter to an old poet" by Boygenius. End ID]

Not sure when/if I'll finish this (I have the rest planned out!) BUT I liked it too much to just sit on it forever!!! So take this messy work in progress. She's not perfect but she makes me Feel Things

(sorry about the lack of ID, I don't know how to write them for videos! If you have any suggestions/want to give it a go, feel free!)

#the owl house #toh #uhhh who's relevant to this? a lot of characters appear #luz noceda #hunter toh #emperor belos #philip wittebane #yeah they're kinda the centerpieces of it i think #most frames are pretty on the nose in terms of their relation to the lyrics i feel? not much to explain/ramble about here #i think a lot about everything Belos put Hunter and Luz through over the course of the series. about all the things he projected onto them #Luz is pitiable to him. she delusionally thinks she's the hero of this story when it's so obviously him (sarcasm ofc) #shes his brother she's him but most importantly she's a prop in his story that makes him look better. wiser. more devoted. more rational #and Hunter is his whipping boy. all the resentment towards caleb that festers in Belos' heart makes it's way into his relationship with him #his love for Hunter is so transparently conditional. and it takes so much pushing and abusing from belos for Hunter to see this #bc it's easier to believe that it's your fault when a parent won't show love towards you. you're in control of yourself. you're fixable #but for both luz and hunter they learn that there was nothing to be fixed (at least not in the ways they thought were needed) #and. i just #AUGH #this whole animatic is an excuse to get to the line ''i wanna be/happy I'm ready'' #that's what this whole goddamn show is about man!!! about finding joy and love again in the face of grief and i just. #i love it. it's dear to me #i really wanna finish this one day. for myself #okay i am going 2 go ignore everything around me and watch re4 remake livestreams

[zeb-z]

“Even if it’s not my fault, it’s still my accident, it’s still my mess. It’s still something that - exists, because I do” oh. and he just doesn’t know another way to help, either, because all his life has been screwing up without helpful direction in order to meet impossible standards, and so there is no other way than to bleed himself dry. for the cause, for a friend in need, for anyone he doesn’t know. especially for the problems that he himself creates, because to him his pure existence has always been the problem, because the elders were fucked as hell and traumatized him to no end - so even causing problems is a sin. a single mistake is a sin. it always has been. and it’s rough trying to learn anything other than that mindset - but Jay and Chip won’t let him struggle alone.

and it’s like - that’s what comes with being raised the way he was. punished for imperfection, but there’s no guidebook, no definition of perfect. and so perfect is never good enough anyway. it’s a trap and there is no winning, so there’s nothing else to do but take the blame and bear it, and internalize it. and it makes actual failure and actual mistakes that much more painful. of course responsibility needs to be taken for your actions - but when you’ve been taking responsibility for everything, up to and including the literal fate of the world, all of your life, every outcome is your fault. and guilt only builds, and resentment only festers. of course he hates the elders for how they treated him. of course he hates himself.

he’s grabbing his own destiny and making his own choices - but the thing about making your own choices is that there are so many of them. there’s no destiny to blame anymore. and all you can do is the best you can. and it’s not always going to be good enough. he’s learned plenty about failure, but with Jay and Chip around, maybe he’ll learn about second chances, and self forgiveness. maybe he’ll learn that accidents aren’t always met with extremes. and that he’s not the only one left to deal with a mess if he slips up and breaks something.

#after their talk and their big spar part 2 and everything I’m choosing to hope for the up and up #I just. I dunno. again. y’all ever think about how he never lays on hands to heal himself? because I do #I’m calling it what it is tw for the tags here but #passive suicidality. and it’s scary and tough to deal with especially under these conditions he’s under and it’s like #he’s someone who can be seen as bigger than life almost a moral role model. a hero of sorts. and still he thinks he’ll never be good enough #abuse will do that to a mf #but like. idk jay shot him and he forgave her. and chip can be a downright bastard and he still cares for him. as much as his own #morals and nature have rubbed off on the other captains they’ve also rubbed off on him. I mean sarcasm? pranks? #chip is valuing others more and more. and so maybe gillion will value himself more and more. yknow? #after every mistake he’s made and the others have made they’re still crew. family. and ain’t that somethin? #I dunno. taking responsibility isn’t just bleeding yourself out as retribution. there has to be a balance. and for gillion (and chip tbh) #that’s difficult. and something I am hoping they will continue improving on #idk. I have many thoughts without full articulation I’m just kinda spinning them all in my brain yknow #jrwi riptide 86 #jrwi #jrwi riptide #gillion tidestrider #character analysis #z speaks

[piplupod]

showing SOOOO much restraint by not asking about "well what does somebody do for coping if they are in an inescapable abuse situation?" and also for not getting upset when the dbt teachers say that [REDACTED] inescapable situation is a bad example to use for the DBT skill actually because it's too dark and sends the wrong message. hi um. i am in an inescapable situation currently. i would like some coping skills for that. and also maybe do not fucking leave out the dark stuff just because "oh nobody here would be dealing with that" :))))

#PLEASEEEE #''these skills are ONLY for crises which are SHORT TERM and END.'' okay but what does somebody do if the horrors DONT end.... #they also said some kind of stupid and not tactful shit about substance abuse being used as an example for everything #and im just. hey. if u say that about substance abuse. then ppl who are struggling w it in here are going to feel shamed. so thats great /s #(/s = sarcasm - not enough room to type it out in that tag sdfjkl) #THEYRE JUST SO STUPID SOMETIMES SORRY. i hate the hospital staff SO FUCKING MUCH. #and i LIKE both of these teachers. esp one of them is really nice and cool. but god. they are not professional enough for this #i could do such a better job of teaching dbt i swear to fucking GODDDD #maybe slightly hypocritical of me idk but i need to request that they dont talk about eating as an example of destructive coping mechanism #(to replace for an example since substance abuse is ''too heavy''. theyre also mentioning gambling and shopping too much as examples) #because that shit fucks me up to hear about fdsjkl i already struggle too much w guilt around eating Anything Ever so i dont need more fuel #pippen needs 2nd breakfast

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

the kids aren't alright

#worship rehearsal is going absolutely Lovely.... can you hear the sarcasm??? #all of our normal sound techs are out of town so we have two(2) new kids in here who have like. one weekend's worth of collective knowledge #everything is confusing and no one knows what's going on #girl help #Lu rambles #adventures with the worship team

[alarrylarrie]

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#literally nothing I love more in this fandom than reading someone eloquently state something I had a different view of #because it makes me examine my view #and either double down #or change my opinion #listening to other people’s perspectives and then evaluating my own thoughts is really good practice #and I just love love love doing it here with all of you #this isn’t sarcasm either I’m genuinely thrilled when I read a counterpoint to an argument I was making that has me stop short #and I think it’s SO important to use our critical thinking skills #and be able to defend our points OR change our minds #it’s nice to not be in an echo chamber you know? #so thank you all #for bringing your views about… well everything really #and helping me look at mine #love y’all

[silentknives]

which type of protagonist are you?

jackass with morals

so you say you've got a heart of gold under those layers of crabby sarcasm and natural attractive qualities, sure. but here's the thing--it's not gold, it's warmth, and that's why it's guarded so heavily. you care deeply, even though you might hate it the whole time. you're annoyed with the way things are, and find evil more inconvenient that anything else, mostly because at your core, you don't understand why inflicting pain is appealing. so yeah, you talk and walk like you're soured and spoiled, but really, it doesn't fool anyone.

tagged by: @austerulous (thank you!! <3) tagging: @finnegansson, @rogaire, @sharp-teeth-and-wide-grins (any OC of your choosing!), @ofmisthios, @backedagainstthewall​, and anyone else who’d like to do this!​

#( TAG MEME. ) #( CH. STUDY. ) – the future lies at the tip of your quill. #my initial reaction i was like ''???? REALLY?'' #but when i read the description it TOTALLY makes sense lmao #i mean with a death glare like her's??? you'd think she's indifferent to everyone. everything. #when in fact she cares a little *too* much #i'm still standing with Emily having gray-neutral good morality (for now at least) #but her actions are with good intentions #''crabby sarcasm'' honestly that really is how she presents herself to others- especially when she's bickering with someone (friend or foe) #and guarding her warmth so heavily???? tf on out of here- how'd you know??? :'))) #this is a good quiz. funny too LMAO

[ahsterism]

there are so many reasons why michael should not be allowed to work the day shift but i, an agent of chaos, would like to see him work day shifts anyways

#like yes there is the whole corpse thing if it is . part of a timeline where That happens #but the funnier reason i think is his utter lack of a filter with sarcasm DJKHDBD #michael Out Loud in front of a customer with a child: thanks this is the best day of my life i'm killing myself tomorrow- #michael vc: kicked out of day shift for telling someone to eat a bag of dicks . tbf they deserved to eat a bag of d #he would be so blunt with the adult customers especially he does not give a FUCK about them he is everything i want to be #with the kids he'd have . a BIT more of a filter i think especially the older he gets but he's not exactly a role model either DHGFGHDJ #weird employee who has three different urban legends by elementary schoolers about him . he's cool tho he let them have a ball pit fight #he's here to stop murders and free souls he doesnt get paid enough for that he's DEFINITELY not getting paid enough for customer service bs #✧ ooc

[yvesbuprofen]

I have the object permanence with people, so if I don't see people I kinda forget about them, but there's this friend I used to spend everyday on uni, and I have many gifts from her, so I'm reminded of her from them like , the undershirt I always use is a gift from them, my favorite totebag was made by her, she crochet me a little jellyfish as a key ring, her most listened song always comes up randomly when I'm listening 80s music, so she's always on my mind and I miss her a lot, she was always conscious of what bothered me, and I felt very safe around her, I didn't even have to talk too much around her, if I didn't feel like it, because she always has something to talk about,,, idk I just miss my friend, she came back to a place she feels the most comfortable, so I'm happy for her, but I would like to see her again, and listen to her talk about her ex boyfriends lol

#all my friends who are still here don't get my weirdness that much #but I feel like I'm just being lazy for not wanting to talk about my boundaries with new people #my boundaries are like please tell me if someone new is going to be going with us #don't jokingly laugh at me because I never know if your joking #I don't do sarcasm unless we have been talking for years and I know your body language #that's why I don't like most people irl I never get when they are joking #because their body language is so ???? . #emm what else... maybe I should do a list so it makes easier to check everything out #I give up my eyes are closing #anyways... this is why I don't like having many friends I'm too particular about things and it makes me feel exposed to ask to be- #accomodated all the time

[doublebattled]

⏳

"I get why the damn ninjas—" God, he's picked up his sister's habit of calling them 'the ninjas'. Not that it isn't a much more convenient nickname. "The Shadow Triad, whatever—I get why they decided to drag me along to the end of Chargestone. But it's a little insulting "

Hilda would have probably bitten one of them. Or gone for N's kneecaps. Or just been a general nuisance the whole time while Hilbert tried to catch up. Either N or the Triad had probably put that much together, which is why he'd been the one stuck sitting at the end of that stupid cave with N the whole time and not his sister.

"It was awkward as hell. Have you ever had someone try to monologue at you for an hour straight?" Rude? Maybe. But so was kidnapping a guy, so as far Hilbert was concerned, it was deserved. "Just sitting there waiting around like I'm Princess Peach or some shit, having to get saved by my thickheaded sister. Really does a number on a dude's pride."

#life goes on... i guess ★ { main. } #white fire ★ { ic: hilbert. } #here's to the twins deflecting everything with sarcasm #yall need therapy

[cuntwrap--supreme]

I love the "let's blow stuff up" holidays so much. Like, no. I don't have to get up at 7am, actually. I'd love for you to continue literally lighting money on fire into the wee hours of the morn. You have enough explosives to last you until 3:48am? By all means, friends, party away! It's not as if I have to work a 13 hour shift bright and early in the morning. It's not as if some of you are guaranteed to show up to my place of work after waking up at 2 in the afternoon asking why it's taking longer than normal to cook your food. It's actually my fault for having a job that operates during normal business hours. So sorry I'm an inconvenience to you.

#sarcasm #new years #call me boring and a killjoy all you want but i think holidays in general are the dumbest goddamn thing #in fact I'd go so far as to say i utterly despise holidays as a concept #what do you mean i can't get my silly white girl coffee tomorrow because the sun made a complete rotation?? #what do you mean i can't buy groceries on Thanksgiving - my one day off that week - because some crusty whites ate a turkey 400 years ago? #what do you mean i have to celebrate the birth of some guy i don't believe existed and bc of his alleged birth everything is closed? #like. i can understand a lot of Jewish and Muslim holidays because they actually celebrate shit like overcoming adversity #but the holidays most Americans celebrate are a waste of time and money and resources and i wish they'd die #anyway. it's 12:30 and the fireworks are beginning to die a little. #jk. they'll be going on until 3am. it's Tennessee. we love blowing shit up here. #and my neighbors are obnoxious girls in their late teens/early 20s and they'll be up screaming until they all pass out drunk #so like. fuck me i guess. it's not like i need sleep so i can be a functioning adult tomorrow. #sorry none of the rest of you like have jobs and other responsibilities every day of the year. i wish i could relate.

[prettyblondguys]

Am I allowed to be negative on here about stuff for a minute? Pretty please?

I don't really think that things are gonna change for the better/ get better for me at this point tbh

#Like. I know things constantly change and nothing stays the same but I don't really think it'll get much better y'know. #Lik #I get paid 8.50 an hour to fucking wipe 3D glasses off and retrieve golf balls and get covered in gross mystery liquid bc im in charge of - #-- trash and I have to argue with grown ass men about a claw machine not working. #I don't really think that's gonna change and I don't think I'm ever gonna be able to move out of this house or live on my own or anything - #-- like that or start dating or be the type of normal I want. Just a lot of decisions leading up to me being stuck here forever and yeah. #Shit sucks #Tbc I'm NOT fishing for It gets betters or stuff like that. If I could turn comments off for this post I would lol I really appreciate any #-- concern and stuff but I am Okay #I'm still doing everything I'm still going through the motions even tho the motions suck ass. It's just that I'm constantly -- #-- positive and that gets really really hard sometimes lol. Like. My mental health doesn't do well if I'm not forcing myself to be -- #-- disgustingly positive so I am. A lot. But it's HARD and sometimes I just wanna admit that no actually it DOESN'T feel like everything -- #-- is gonna be okay and that I actually do kinda not like my life lol #I'm good I'm fine I'm just bitching and moaning #I . Wrote this last night bc I couldn't sleep but sent it to the drafts of hell lol. Today's gonna be so fun /sarcasm #Besties I'm fine please please please seriously I'm good #Just pretend Tumblr has a Turn comments off feature lmao #Y'all can seriously ignore this #Will probably delete later but what's the point of Tumblr if not to embarrass yourself by oversharing lol

[nagihono-stan]

yooo last night i had a nightmare about my stepdad beating the shit out of me and my mom anyone wanna beat the shit out of my brain so that that doesn't happen again!!?!? 😍🤩

#it was a realistic dream too 🥰🥰🥰 #bonus points! #i think you can tell that everything here is sarcasm aside from the beating the shit out of my brain part #pls beat the shit out of me #vent #i fucking hated that dream

[chososlilprincess]

last part of virgin!Choso<3 (im gonna write more for him tho, just in other scenarios!!) other parts here: part 1 part 2 part 4

.⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅.

Virgin Choso who stands on his small balcony, looking over the city, a grey cloud creeping out between his lips.

Choso had taken up smoking. He’d asked Leiri about it when he’d seen her doing it, and she’d told him it helped her to relax. he’d bought a pack right after that. The first couple of times he’d coughed the smoke out. But now he does it smoothly, inhaling and exhaling the smoke with no problem. It makes him feel at ease even just for a moment, and lord knows he needs it right now. Humans are fucking weird he thinks, they’d jepordize their health for a little break from their troubles. Guess that doesnt sound so ridiculous now that he thinks about it. Either way hes a human now too, or a half one atleast.

he squeezes the cigarette into an ashtray and looks at the time when he hears the door bell ringing. Its late and you’re here.

he hears you running up the stairs, and when you get to the top you run to him, giving him a soft hug. His heart keens.

“hi Choso!” you smile and let go of him, he immediately misses the feel of you, “hey,” he mumbles.

“why do you smell like cigerattes?” you huff and your nose crickles. cute.

he raises his shoulders.

“i cant believe it…who taught u to do that huh?” you make a disappointed face and fold your arms, tapping your foot on the floor. And he knows youre just joking, you and Yuji have been using enough sarcasm around him for him to have a pretty good understanding of it.

“Leiri,” he shrugs.

“of course…that hag,” you grin. And you look so fucking adorable, in your little outfit, and the way you look when you smile makes him weak. He has your bag ready on the couch, he had washed your panties before putting everything back into it. But he can’t think about that now, or he’ll turn bright red.

he sighs “i made dinner,” he says, “if you’re hungry,” you stop infront of him and you almost look like youre gonna cry from happiness. “im starving,” you say quickly, “what did you make?”

He’d made rice bowls for you. your favourite. And you eat like a girl who’d gotten her first meal in months. Happily humming while eating your food.

Rather than focusing on eating his own bowl, he thinks about eating every meal of the day with you, sitting across from him.

when you’re done you put your plate in the sink and you yawn, you look adorable when you yawn, you look adorable when you do anything.

you turn around, “Choso?”

his heart skips a beat. he nods.

“it’s really late and um…dark outside and i don’t really want to walk home alone,” you look away, are you….blushing?

“is it okay if i stay here for the night?”

And hes heard the stories. About what happens to pretty girls when they’re alone at night and they don’t see the stranger walking behind them. And his fist clenches at the thought of someone being mean to you. He’s stronger than any human. he’d crush their fucking skull.

“you can stay,” he says quickly, a little too eagerly he realises. And you smile, “give me your plate,” you say, looking greatful that he let you stay, unknowing of the fact that he’d do just about anything if it meant your safety, or your happiness.

You start washing the dishes in his tiny kitchen, and when Choso tries insisting that he wants to help, you splash a bit of water on him. And you laugh so sweetly, when he jumps a little, trying not to get hit.

When youre done washing up, You both stand in silence for a while. For some reason its not as akward as it sounds.

“i will sleep on the couch,” he says,

“no Choso…id feel bad, you sleep in your bed,” you mumble.

You both argue like that for a while, and youre not letting up. stubborn little human.

you both get quiet for a moment.

“how big is your bed?”

“Queen size,”

“so why dont we just…sleep in it together?”

youre blushing slightly again. it must be his imagination.

And then he thinks about it. Friends sleep in the same bed sometimes right? you dont mean anything by it, he thinks, its just you being polite.

“i guess…we could do that yes,” he agrees.

you smile and nod, “okay,”

Choso excuses himself to go to the bathroom then, telling you to go ahead and get ready for bed.

He looks at himself in the mirror. He takes out his buns, his hair falling down to his shoulders. His eyes are dark and sunken. He looks dead he thinks. He looks down, “behave,” he says quietly, mostly to his heart, but also his dick.

he buries his head in his hands And He realizes he cant, he realizes the second he’s gonna look at you in his bed, he won’t be able to stop himself. to stop himself from confessing everything he feels, everything he’s done. that he thinks about you all the time, that you drive him insane, that he stole your pretty panties and came in his hand from the smell of your wet cunt.

When he rounds the corner of his bedroom, you’re sitting patiently on the edge of his bed, waiting for him.

“i am going to sleep on the couch, i don’t think this is a good idea,” he says it quickly, before he changes his mind, before its too late to go back.

you open your mouth to speak, hesitating a little.

“is it because of what yuji told me?”

his brain goes quiet. “what?”

“that you…that you like me?”

fuck. its over. he sighs angrily. that little fucki-

you stand and walk to him.

and when you put your hand on his chest, for a moment he forgets why hes mad, he forgets who he is and what year hes in. all he sees is you. And how close you are all of a sudden. and how youre leaning in, standing on your tippy toes, pressing your soft lips to his, in a short gentle kiss. His world stops for a moment.

And when he regains his senses, his instincts take over and he kisses you back ferociously, it’s sloppy and uncoordinated, but neither of you seem to care.

You walk backwards onto his bed, and you push him down so he’s sitting on the edge. He looks at you like a puppy dog, and his cheeks are flushed red.

When you sit down in his lap his dick twitches in his pants.

“i- i didnt think you…,” he stutters. he doesn’t really believe what’s happening.

“well i do,” you say, while cupping his face in your hands. “a lot,”

“can i…” he needs it he needs it he needs it, “can i eat your pussy?” he mumbles it quietly.

your eyes widen. fuck, he shouldn’t have said that, it was way too fast, you were just kissing.

“oh…uh okay,”

fuck. yes.

he lifts you up from his lap, and you skriek a little from surprise. He puts you down in a chair in the corner of his bedroom.

he gets on his knees infront of you and speaks quietly,

“i…im sorry i,” he sniffles a little, he’s so overwhelmed. And you’re letting him taste you.

you lean down and give him a kiss, biting your lip slightly.

“its okay…we can talk later, if you need it i’ll give it to you okay?”

And fuck he almost cries, and he buries his face in your lap. You shush him a little, caressing his hair. Hes hugging your legs.

He lifts his head, and you start unbuttoning your pants. Slowly sliding them down your hips as they fall to the floor. You spread your legs and he whimpers. Your panties are pink this time, and theres a big wet spot on them. And he doesn’t spare a second, he dives his head into your cunt, rubbing his face in it and licking at the wet spot desperately. you moan his name softly, and he cant help but grind his hard cock against the leg of the chair. Hes pathetic but he doesnt care, he wants you to feel good, he wants to make you cum on his face. He groans into your weeping pussy as he thinks about you cumming for him.

He pulls away a little, silently begging you to remove your panties. He wants to see your pussy so bad. His pussy.

You slide down your panties to reveal your soaked cunt. Choso almost growls. He looks up at you, asking for permission to keep going. you nod, your eyes half lidded. Spoiled little princess, he thinks, and thats exactly how hes going to treat you from now on.

he leans in again, kissing your pussy and it makes a wet sound. He licks his lips and groans deeply at your taste. He starts lapping at your cunt like a dehydrated puppy. He’s making out with your pussy now, swiping his tongue all over. You can tell he’s inexperienced, but it doesn’t matter, he’s doing such a good job.

you feel so good, his tongue is too much, its all too much. You love him so much. And you cum unexpectedly, crying out his name, begging him to keep going and he whines. You thrash around and Choso keeps you steady, his strong hands grasping your hips.

After youre done he keeps licking up your cum, making sure youre cleaned.

“Choso…stop, too much,” you say softly.

He pulls away.

His face is covered in your juices, dripping all the way down his neck. And he looks so happy. He stands up, like its on instinct. He needs to hold you.

He grabs you into his arms and plop down onto the bed, with you on his chest. He squeezes you into him, kissing your hair while you slide your panties on again.

“mine,” he says softly. youre his now.

You look up at him, searching his eyes, “Choso i wanna um…you know,” you gesture to his crotch. you want to make him feel good too.

but he looks away shyly. its embarrassing and pathetic, “i um..,” he sits up with you in his lap.

He doesnt feel hard under you anymore. And then it clicks.

“oh my god did you…”

he blushes furiously and nods, “its embarrassing,” he had cum in his pants the second he put his face in your bare pussy.

“no! no…it’s really…hot,” you reason and he looks less embarrassed. He looks into your eyes then, looks at your pretty little face and he already knows he wants you to be his forever.

“do you want to be my girlfriend?” he asks nervously.

you giggle and nod eagerly, jumping on him, wrapping your arms around him and nuzzling into his neck.

hes the luckiest man in the world he thinks. And you both fall asleep, you laying on his chest.

.⋅ ۵♡۵ ⋅.

guys they didn’t actually fuck and i’m SORRY

now….part 4?? hey!!! HEY OKAY IM SORRY!! comment if yall want more ill do a lil short one where buddy ACTUALLY looses his virginity.

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[minarinnn]

“notice me”

luke castellan x aphrodite!reader (pt2 here)

content/trigger warnings: fem! reader, doesn’t follow the plot of tlt!, mentions of smut, sexual tension, manipulation?, groping, reader making luke jealous

a/n: the show has once again sparked up my love for the percy jackson book saga and charlie bushnell has me weakkk ughhh.. i normally don’t write for pjo characters but oh well, lmk if y’all want a continuation of this or just more luke castellan in general ;)

you had always been so used to being the center of attention. as a daughter of aphrodite, you had always been the most popular girl in school, and there was no shortage of boys falling for your charms

arriving at camp half-blood didn change that, nothing was different. except that, for the first time in your life, you found yourself chasing after the attention of a certain boy. luke castellan, the son of hermes and the head counselor of his cabin, he just wouldn’t fawn over you like the others would. despite your best efforts, luke had always remained indifferent to your constant flirting, leaving you feeling frustrated and determined to change his mind

you found yourself spending every waking moment trying to get his attention, trying to find some way to charm him and make him see you the way the other boys did. but no matter how hard you tried, luke remained distant and unimpressed

this week you were extremely busy, you were helping out in the infirmary, one of the apollo kids who usually worked in the infirmary had been sent on a quest and you were asked to fill in until they came back. juggling that with all your other responsibilities as counselor had you beyond occupied

during that week, annabeth barged in with two other guys; percy and luke. apparently their sparring session had gone a little out of hand and they were both injured

luke was already aware of how you’ve been trying to get his attention these past few years. he actually seems to quite like having you, the most fawned over girl at camp, fawning over him instead. he liked the attention you gave him, though he knew that if he ever gave in to your charms you would stop, so he didn’t

he was fully prepared and expected you to be the one to tend to him, so when he sees you head to percy and tend to him while an apollo girl tended to him he was confused

what happened? why would you choose percy over him? we’re you tired of him? did you give up on trying to win him over? luke’s confusion quickly turned to frustration, and he couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as he watched you tend to percy’s wounds

"how are you feeling, percy?" you asked, giving him a warm smile, one that always had the boys weak in the knees. "n-not great, but i’ll manage" he laughed awkwardly, suddenly nervous. you put your hand on his shoulder, giving it a small squeeze "oh, i’m sure you’ll live”

out of the corner of your eye, you saw luke. he was watching you, watching the way you cared for percy. this was the first time you had ever caught him staring at you with such intensity

so you’re plan was working. you had tried everything to get his attention and you had only one trick left in your arsenal; jealosy. no boy is immune to jealousy, and that was exactly how you were gonna get him

in the end, all you had to do was throw some water at percy and he was good to go. luke though, he had to spend the night in the infirmary

the other apollo kid had left a few minutes ago, something about ‘having other things to do’. so it was just luke and you in the infirmary. you walk over to luke's bed and start tending to his wounds

“oh so now you wanna take care of me? how nice of you” he speaks, sarcasm dripping from his words. “you can tough it out, can't you?" you tease, dabbing away at his cuts with an alcohol-soaked cotton ball. luke is watching you intently and you can feel the tension in the room increasing, his eyes fixated on your hands as you work

luke’s eyes narrow, and you can see the rage boiling beneath the surface. he’s frustrated, jealous, and he doesn't know what to do with all these emotions. you’ve never seen him like this before, and it's a thrill to know that you have the power to make him feel this way

you try to ignore the tense atmosphere in the room, focusing instead on luke's wounds. you finish cleaning and bandaging the cut on his wrist, holding it up to your face to land a soft kiss on the bandages. “all done” you whisper. he tenses at the feeling of your soft lips, and you can see the anger in his eyes. however, you can also see a hint of something else— desire

you look up at him with a smile, knowing that you've got him right where you want him. his eyes are locked on your every movement. you know that you have him wrapped around your finger, and it's a delicious feeling of power

luke’s expression is one of confusion, a mix of rage and desire. he wants you, and he wants to hate you at the same time. it’s a weird combo, but it's working for you.

you lean closer to him, your lips inches away from each other. you can feel his breath on your skin, the heat of his body as he's lying there

"you’re not stopping me" you state, breaking the silence. it’s a quiet, soft whisper, filled with a tiny bit of amusement

"maybe.. maybe i don’t want you to stop" he says, his eyes locked on yours, voice low and husky. you can see the desire building in him, how his gaze trails down to your lips

luke’s breathing quickened, and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. he knew that this was a game for you, a game where you would always be determined to win him over, but now, in this very moment, he felt like he was losing

he lets out a hiss of frustration, of desire, of... something. he’s sure knows that you're proud of it, but he’s not quite sure what to do about it

you leaned in for the kiss, your lips pressing gently against his, your hand running through his hair. you could feel his body tensing, his hands gripping your waist as he attempted to pull you on top of him

you pull away from the kiss slowly, your lips still pressed to his. luke is still trying to catch his breath, his eyes fixed on yours, searching for any hint of what your next move will be

"not bad" you whisper. "you’re playing a dangerous game here” he chuckles lowly, making your lower regions throb. you smirk softly and brush his hair out of his face “i’ll take my chances”

despite being injured, he pulls you on top of him, making you realize just how hard he’s been this whole time. his eyes are dark, and you can see the lust burning within them

you lean in for another kiss, this one soft and gentle. luke groans when he feels you grind against him, his hands moving down to grab hold of your ass

“i need you s’bad” he mutters out. you smirk as you slide off him, making him furrow his brows in confusion. you land a soft kiss on his cheek. “let’s do this when you’re not injured” you whisper in his ear. now he was alone and hard in the infirmary, how nice

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