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#( shut the fuck up im mentoring )
I think we should disembowel the mouse and leave its remains for seagulls to peck at but even though we can blame disney for most of the major plot points that end up unresolved/resolved badly by the end of the owl house i dont want fans to view the show as. Immune to genuine good faith criticism? Like the show has an amazing story and characters and it made great strides in representation. But its not a perfect show and has had problems in all three aspects even before it got canceled.
Idk if they would have fixed some of the problems had they had a full season 3 but despite speculation on what could have been the shortened season 3 is what we got. So i think while people should give the show and creators more leeway that doesnt make the final product immune to genuine problems that detract from the story. And i hope people can focus on actual critiques without being swarmed by 800 others solely blaming it on the shortening. Someone telling me about a hypothetical full season 3 where the part i was complaining about was Good, Actually, doesnt mean the part i was complaining about stops being bad. And it certainly doesnt mean im not allowed to critique it in good faith
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budugaapologist · 6 months
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this is for the bitches that have had the displeasure to know me for a while :/
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okay.
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cherry-shipping · 1 year
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not that id ever want a job, and in reality if me and sans lived together hed probably be the one mostly responsible for our income on account of his countless fucked up jobs, BUT. i love the thought of sans being a cute shitty little househusband sending me off to work with a kiss and a lunchbox except the lunchbox is just, like, a compact bomb of as many sausages and a gross slurry of a million fucked up condiments as he could fit in there
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unprompted.   >   @gnzma​​
"OI! Just 'cause you're goin' through a Middle Schooler Arc it doesn't mean ya can hit my numbskulls!"
throws a rolled paper at her throws a rolled paper at her throws a r
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dodges dodges dodges dodges dodges --
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conderkyl · 2 months
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Big dumb heart
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OH! so jim is gonna be a fucking problem! okay!
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evansonlylove · 23 days
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he hurt me but it felt like true love
-Kai anderson x fem reader
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CW: abusive relationship, sex w/o protection, slapping, spitting, manhandling, angry kai, knife play, threatening. slut shamming. mentions of death.
summary: while kai was out running meetings for his cult, teaching and mentoring his followers he hears men of the group talking about you. About your beauty, how bad they wanted you and how much of a slut they thought you were. Rather than kai getting angry at them, he directs that anger towards you.
You loved kai more than anything. Your friends and family said it was manipulation, abuse and such, but to you he was God. Understanding that him being busy all the time helping his people wasn’t something hard for you to understand, you actually looked up to him for it.
He had promised you he’d be home intime for dinner. Dressing up nice with a pretty dress you knew he liked, putting your hair down and making his favorite food was your way to repay him for everything. Yet where was he? You couldn’t text or call him in fear of him getting upset, all you could do was wait. But even the most faithful followers get tired.
Keeping on the dress in hope that he may come back soon and wake you up to have dinner you laid in bed, thinking about him was all you could ever do. Were you dumb in love with a psychotic cult leader? Yes, you couldn’t complain since you knew what you signed up for with him but a fire lit inside you this night. Anger, you wanted to be #1 in his mind but you never were, and you were done taking it.
Somewhere in the time you fell asleep and wake up to something sharp on your neck and a familiar scent. opening your eyes and seeing kai standing at the edge of the bed right infront of you, his long blue hair falling infront of his face along with rage.
“kai? whats h-“ His hand reaches to your cheeks with a squeeze and leaning your head up to look at him while a knife pressing at your neck.
“Tell me, do you think i’m stupid y/n?” He squatted down face to face with you as he asked, never taking his eyes off of you. “Do you think you get to be some slut while with me?”
You look at him with confusion “what are you talking about kai?” you muttered out, still not being able to comprehend the situation as he woke you. You try to sit up but quickly get pushed back down and the knife being held harder against you skin
“Stay the fuck down and speak up. tell me. do you think i don’t know what you do?” And just like that, the rage from earlier comes rushing back to you in waves.
“kai i have no fucking idea what you’re talking about. you leave me hanging with dinner and come home accusing me of thing? are you serious? put the goddamn knife down.” He had never seen you like this, speaking up and being upset with him. The last thing you expected him to do was laugh, and yet that’s what he did. Laughed right in your face with a knife digging into you.
“Im not putting anything down. you know what i heard though? i heard how much you love flaunting yourself around MY members. do you know what they think of you y/n?” He laughs again almost phycotictly “They think you’re a stupid slut that’s free for grabs all because little miss y/n loves being so fucking sweet and talkative. Here’s a thought baby, why don’t you shut the fuck up and stay away from them? maybe so you won’t embarrass me like this?”
“i didnt do anything kai, i wasn’t even at the meetings today. Yes i try to help and talk to them but that’s just because i want to be a part of what you do, why can’t you see that?”
“You wanna know what i see? i see a desperate bitch begging for attention, if not from me than it’s from them. you think i have time to deal with that after all i do for you and these people? you think i don’t love you or something so you feel like you have to do all that?” He turns his head as he asks the last question, almost mocking you. You see his hand go down to his pants as he starts unzipping them slowly.
“yes. i just want your attention and love kai, can you understand that please?” Your body weakens as you say these words, suddenly you feel better by just telling him this and not keeping it in.
“You want me attention huh? and my love. Here i’ll give you allll my attention you pathetic little whore. I see how hard you try, let me reward you with my attention hm?” He gets up leaving his crotch at your heads height now. Even though you heard his sarcasm this was all you wanted, his attention in any way, shape or form. “Open that pretty little mouth for your leader, you wanted attention right? i’ll give it to you” You looked up at his though your eyelashes with doe eyes and opened your mouth just as he had asked you to do. His pants slid down with ease as he palmed himself through his underwear, he loved making you wait for it after all. All you could do was wait and wait and wait, your mouth watered at the sight of him finally taking his cock out as he stepped closer to you he slapped his tip on your lips. He spit down on his cock and into your mouth before he slipped his hard cock into it, a loud grown coming from him almost immediately.
“Is this was you wanted? here’s the fucking attention for you” He went on to fuck your mouth, one hand behind your head leading you deeper on his cock while the other pressed a cold knife against the side of your neck. “I should fucking kill you for what those guys said. But then i’d be wasting such a perfect mouth, so good at sucking me off. So..fucking.. pretty” One more thrust and he stayed deep in your throat making you gag, he stayed just like that for almost a minute. Your eyes watered with mascara running down your face and saliva down your chin before he let go as he looked down at you.
You subconsciously pressed your thighs together to please yourself in anyway and he saw it. “Oh you love this don’t you little lamb, you love being used by your God. use your words” His hand slid up your thighs before you could reply his hand was already up your dress as he was met with a surprise.
“What a fucking slut, no panties? i should’ve known this is what you wanted all along” He ran a finger through your folds and stopped right at your clit. “But, i won’t do anything until you admit what a slut you are, admit this is what you wanted”
“yes divine ruler this is what i wanted, i’m such a slut for you but only for you i swear. i’ll do better.” As promised for your honestly he began running circles on your clit. A desperate moan came from your lips, any touch from him made your body react in ways you didn’t know where possible.
“Good girl” You felt the cold knife make its way to your lips as he slid a finger into your wet pussy, you let your tongue out for him to place the knife as he finger fucked you. “what a good fucking girl you are while doing what you’re told. Do you want even more attention?” A almost embarrassing whimper came out of your mouth as he spoke.
“mhm, please” And just like that he got in his knees on the bed, placing your legs above his shoulders and his cock lying on your stomach. He leaned over you putting one hand on one side of you and the other on his cock lining up with your entrance. Relentlessly he thrusted into you making you both moan as you looked into eachothers eyes, he quickly reached for the knife again and placed at at your neck before he continued his rough thrusts.
“You’re still at my mercy, your pleasure, your orgasm… your life is all at my mercy. show me you’re worth my attention” Those words alone made you squeeze around his cock, all you want to do is please him and show him you’re worth his everything. You reached your hand behind his head and leaned him in closer as you both went in for the most passionate kiss you’ve ever shared, you were addicted to his taste. Kai fucking anderson was a drug you’d never get enough of. Your legs latched around his waist making his thrusts deeper, your moans going into the kiss before he left your lips and went on to your ear, his grunts sound like heaven in your ear. “You feel so fucking good” He whispered into your ear causing shivers to go down your spine.
“i’m all yours kai, i want you to use my body forever give me your attention whenever you please” You whispered in return. You put your hand around his holding the knife and looked into his eyes. “if i’m not enough for you i’ll kill me myself” Your legs start shaking as you got closer to your orgasm.
“That won’t be necessary my pretty slut” He leaned back up and let the knife go, both his hands went to your waist as he fucked you deeper and harder than before, using your waist to push you down to meet his thrusts. You wer sure the grip he had on you would leave bruises but you didn’t care, all you could think about was him.
“I’m gonna cum kai please, let me cum all over your cock my divine ruler” You begged as you felt him throb inside you, his thrusts getting sloppy and his face scrunching with his moans. You knew he was close and all you wanted was to be filled up by him. “fill me with your seed, please it’s all i live for, it’s all id die for kai”
“Cum for me baby, i’ll bless this fucking pussy with my cum for you” He let out his final thrusts as you came all of him, squeezing around him throwing him over the edge as he filled you up you wrapped you legs tighter around him. You threw you head back with the overwhelming pleasure he caused you, his hand quickly teacher below your neck making you look at his cock finishing inside you. He pulled out and grabbed the knife running it down your pussy, picking up his cum dripping out of you. “Open up that pretty mouth for me” Taking your tongue out again he slid the knife along it, leaving his cum on your tongue for you to swallow.
“am i worthy of you divine ruler?” Your words come out like music to his ears, he leaned down and kissed your lips before he slapped you across your cheek.
“My pathetic little slut. you’re worthy.”
He hurt you and it felt like true love.
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I hope this was good, i wrote it pretty quickly once i got the idea. I appreciate all likes, comments and reposts they make my day and show your support! requests are open♥️ -rain
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nwndrlndn · 10 months
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modern anakin hcs
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pairing : modern!anakin skywalker x gn!reader | wc : 1.4k  | 18+MINORS DNI
a/n : this is just how i see a modern anakin. its kind of an add-on to boyfriend.
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general hcs ( adaptational awareness )
anakin is some kind of scandinavian from shmi's side of the family and thats all he really cares about. his stance on his father and his full ancestry is "if he didn't want me then, i don't want him now" ( lies, we'll talk about the daddy issues later )
so shmi was probably born in a country thats similar to sweden or denmark and anakin probably spent his early years there. but by like 4 or 5 they moved from shmi’s home country to modern tatooine 
so like picture little blond haired, blue-eyed anakin, right? imagine he was homeschooled for like the majority of his life and he walks into school with a swedish accent and basic english skills
eventually, shmi saves up enough money and gets a really good opportunity to send anakin to a really good school in coruscant
shmi taught him how to cook, clean, some housekeeping skills
and he has even less friends, but he got along with his peer mentor, obi-wan, who was like on the verge of graduating and saw anakin as a surrogate brother
anakin definitely isnt emo until he’s in college, before college, i imagine him dressing like scott barringer, loose clothes, light colors, and he keeps his hair blond
this era of anakin defintely liked car shops and had a part time at a niche interests store ( think like, a bait shop ) to help his mom
he met padme in his junior year of high school, she was one of those alumni who were asked to come back to talk about the college experience to high schoolers
and anakin ( having zero filter ) asked for her number after the talk and she shot him down but still gave him her number.
then like, going into his college orientation, he was pissed off because his mom had remarried while he was away. but he was coming to terms with it and liking his step brother and his fiance.
i picture he shows up kind of fucked up looking. like his hair is growing out and the texture is off, his clothes are dark on the inside, light on the outside, and he’s listening to music on his headphones the whole time
and you see him sitting by himself, a little off from the engineering majors and fiddling with something in his hands and you walk over to him, in spite of your major and your nerves and sit next to him
instantly the headphones are off because his cool, tough guy front is still just a front, he was HOPING someone would talk to him 
and you guys hit it off, chatting away about everything and anything
even when you part ways and the orientation ends, he’s texting you randomly and oh my god, he thinks too fast for his thumbs
“hve you seen ovrdrive?” “wtff is that thing your ordered at ciplt? im picking up food fr obi and he hates when i bring spicey stuff” “hellp”
he moves in with doctoral candidate obi-wan for college and takes up a part time at a mechanic’s shop and another as an overnight security guard ( he just sleeps and works on assignments there )
he got his mom threepio, a golden retriever, but usually is playing with padmé’s border collie, artoo ( credit to this amazing fan art )
he asked out padme after he fixed her computer ( for funsies ) and didnt shut up about her the entire time they dated
anakin is clingy in relationships, literally would hold onto padmé’s bags while out in public so she wouldnt wander too far from him
and he just really liked the environment of padmé’s apartment, being around you, padmé, and sabé was just a really big comfort for him
his descent into becoming a metalhead mostly happened because one of his bosses suggested it to him
and slowly he started to enjoy it more and more
and his wardrobe got darker, developed an energy drink addiction, and he started letting you and padmé give him messy eyeliner
and it culminated when he asked you to help him box dye his hair and now theres a stain in his bathroom of a streak of black hair dye across the ceiling
the reason why anakin and padmé broke up was a healthy end because ani def got a little jealous and toxic and padmé had to sit him down and tell him it was for the best
and he resented her for a while, wouldn’t talk to her while at her apartment for a good month
but then he watched her burn food and he felt bad and ended up cooking something for her and they never spoke about it again
and he definitely liked you when you first met, even when he was dating padmé ( and the few flings he had after her )
he just made himself bury his feelings for a while by treating you like a best friend or little sister
hanging out with you when padmé took everyone on a lake house trip and was busy talking to others
his actual confession comes in the form of him making a really crappy bracelet at his work bench
yes, he literally set up a robotics station in his bedroom. he will literally invite you over and sound so excited to see you
only to focus and work for 8 hours with only two rockstars and his thrash metal playlist as sustenance
you can try to give him a snack and he’ll ( unintentionally ) glare at you until he realizes he’s been ignoring you for so long and he just picks you up and kisses you
now youve got anakin licking at your face and laying on top of you. he’s not coming up for air until he’s made up for every minute he ignored you accidentally
his favorite kind of date would either be a movie date or to go out for a drive then stargaze
he will put you in his clothes, whether you like it or not. and he smells a bit like like oil and sweat mixed with mint
he started getting tattoos because he saw it as a form of independence
he has one industrial piercing, and three others on each of his earlobes. the tongue piercing was for fun
he likes alternative girls more, but if you’re not alternative he won’t push you ( unless you like that )
will have a titty attack if you call him emo and not a metalhead ( theres a difference )
18 + hc
he’s so fucking WEIRD
so he probably gets off every other day because of his mind ( and because his hands wander so much that he gets himself worked up )
to get into the idea i mentioned in boyfriend
he got your name near his navel and once he realized he liked you, he would try to aim his releases over your name
and he’s not a bad shot
his hands wander naturally because he just likes to feel your skin. like its not even his intent to get sexual, he’s absently rubbing your back and like 5 minutes later he’s just massaging your ass and tits if you lay on him
he’s actually really big on doggy, he just really likes to look at your back
so he also likes bending you over tables, counters, his workbench, his bed, and security desk at work
he has aquaphilia. will feel you up in pools and in large bodies of water
he really likes biting and marking
during sex, he likes to focus on your neck and back
but in general he would be the kind of guy to give you a forehead hickey
and will rub off any makeup you put on to cover it
prefers to praise and worship you, and if you try the same, he’ll get awkward and embarrassed but lap it up anyways
if you degrade him and objectify him, he will fuck you within an inch of your life
he also has his own playlists that he plays when you guys are fucking
he broke the door to his room so it’s not the best place to have sex, unless youre ok with the possibility of someone walking in
obi wan accidentally walked in on you both once and had to leave the apartment for a week
he has tried to fuck you in his car but you bumped your head and he drove you straight home to ice it, refuses to even get road head because of it
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edenalieth · 29 days
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A SPIDER-HAN STORY...
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Words: 742 words, spiderverse!au Song rec: Sunflower by Post Malone & Swae Lee
A.N: hello hello! im back into my spiderverse era lately and who would be better than the han peter himself for a short story ? hope you will enjoy it! more is coming (hopefully...) soon :), maybe my very first full length jisung fic... who knows... — 240401
His limbs felt sore after his last fight. Massaging his left arm, he checked his body, looking for any important damage. Physical and material ones. He had been a bother for Mr.Stark… Endangering him because of his clumsiness. Thankfully, his mentor had more experience, knew how to keep his composure and perfectly controlled his equipment. However, the silent treatment the youngest had received couldn’t be mistaken. Mr.Stark was mad at him.
Jisung sighed loudly, pacing the rooftop of a building, as the scenes of the fight kept looping in his mind. Every single mistakes he had made were becoming clear and he couldn’t help but think that he had been fucking stupid to do such things. He just wanted to impress his role model, prove him that he was worth of his trust and that he could help on a bigger scale. Not just run after simple thieves or rescue Mrs.Yoon’s cat from a bad fall. He sighed again, head between his hands, fingers entangled in his hair. He looked at his mask, already torn here and there. Was he enough to call himself a hero ? A mix of guilt and shame was compressing his chest, the raging buzz of the city under making his head spin, his breathing getting quicker and chaotic. He couldn’t even hear himself think anymore. He clenched and unclenched his fists repeatedly, fighting the urge to punch onto something, anything. He had to calm down. Grabbing his crossbody bag, he threw it over his chest and shoulders and pulled down his mask. He checked that everything was correctly settled before putting his headphone over his covered ears. Deep breath. The downtown kept growling, like a beast, hidden by the high walls of the buildings and skyscrapers which were looking like claws. Again, his legs started to move. His steps were echoing on the asphalt. Faster, he thought to himself, pushing his muscles into their limits, his small strides turning into sprint. Soon, his feet met the edge of the roof, a swift jump over it, his eyes being dazzled by the tremendous city lights. He opened his arms, diving into the void beneath him. His fingers met the button on the side of his headphone, turning on the noise cancelling feature, finally finding peace. He shut his eyes close, enjoying the sensation he once feared which now felt like his only escape from his amazing yet stressful life as Spider-Man. When he began his late night strolls, he wasn’t going too far nor too high, yet unsure of his web shooters and of the distance separating him from the walls and ground. Not long after, it became his routine, his haven. 
Air was molding around him, like a blanket. He only opened his eyes when his spidey-sense warned him to do so. Smoothly, he shot a web on the nearest wall and started to swing from building to building. Jumping, letting himself free fall for a bit, clinging on a window, keep going. He even found himself chuckling while doing so. What a thrill… His relaxing time was cut short when he felt something buzzing inside his bag. Right after, he opened it and grabbed his phone, not noticing that several things were falling along the way… The screen softly lit up. A picture of him, his best friend Seungmin and you, appearing on it. He had three miss called. Two of his aunt and one from you. That was kind of rare and his heart skipped a beat. It was useless trying to deny the fact that he had a longtime crush on you. You became friends the second year of high school, creating a fine trio with Seungmin. Since then, you had never stopped to amaze him by your mind and beauty. In a blink of an eye, he perched himself on the fence of some emergency stairs and tapped on your name. Few ringtones. 
- You’re finally calling me back ! What took you so long ? Anyway, just wa-
His ears were welcomed by the soft tone of your voice despite your fake annoyed state. He was smiling to himself, holding his phone tenderly, swaying his feet in the air. Maybe one day he would be able to confess to you, to tell you all about this, to make you come along his little strolls. However, for that wish to become true, he had to be worthy of the title named: hero.
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an-evergreen-rose · 2 years
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the secret is out (Yelena Belova x Reader)
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reader x Yelena Belova (romantic) x Natasha Romanoff
Warning: Natasha being mean basically, harsh words, slight smut, Top!Yelena, Bottom! reader, swearing
Summary: you and Yelena have been dating for a while, but her sister doesn't know...yet.
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When you first met Yelena, you knew you were screwed. Gorgeous green eyes that locked into you instantly when Natasha introduced her to the team, ring covered fingers that you just couldn't keep your eyes off, wondering how they would feel wrapped around your throat. God, you hoped that Wanda couldn't read your mind right now.
With weeks of stolen glances and some very frustrating training sessions, Yelena finally kissed you as she pinned you down on the mats. Starting off your relationship with the widow.
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"You know, you could always just… give up" Yelane smirked, watching as you looked up to her from the floor, you resting on your elbows as you lay on your back. She loved seeing you like this.
"In your dreams," you fought back with a breathless huff. But you were in her dreams, under her, consumed by her, giving in to her touch.
"Always," Yelena whispered as you got up.
After a few more rounds, where you could confidently say that you did put up a good fight, Yelena eventually couldn't take it anymore, the skin on skin contact, the noises you made, the way you grabbed onto her, and how good you looked underneath her.
She swept your legs from under you, quickly climbing on top of you, trapping you under her weight as her hands grabbed yours, holding them above your head. Her face was so close to yours, panting as you looked into her eyes. You noticed how her eyes scanned your face, resting on your lips, yours managing to find hers also.
When her lips connected with yours it was hot, needy, and everything you'd hoped for. Her hips grounded firmly into yours, taking her free hand to reach for your neck, gently grazing her thumb over your throat.
When the air between you became lost, your foreheads rested together, your breathing slowly turning into a small giggle.
"What?" Yelena asked, smiling at your giddy state.
"Took your time."
Yelena let out a laugh, "Shut up."
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Now, you two were stuck sneaking around each other's rooms, because, like you said before, you were completely screwed.
You were dating the world's most dangerous assassin's baby sister, and she didn't fucking know.
The woman who was your mentor, who trained you, patched you up, and who you would also like to say was your friend (hopefully). And she was very protective of her little sister.
To say you were scared would be an understatement. Every time she looked at you, you thought you were going to implode, a confession spilling right from your lips followed by a string of 'im sorry's and 'please don't kill me.
Yelena thought it was hilarious how on edge you got whenever Nat entered the room. How your body was going all stiff, your eyes raced and your words faltered. But she also understood your reasoning behind it, even she got scared of her sister sometimes, not that she would admit it though.
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"Hey, have you seen Yelena?" Natasha asked you, as you stood making yourself some lunch.
"N-no. No-why would I- why would I know where she is? Why would you think that… I would know - cause I don't. I don't know where she is… no."
Wanda couldn't stop the smile on her face whilst she watched in amusement at your embarrassing attempt at a simple yes or no answer and Natasha gave you a confused eyebrow raise at your response.
"…okay."
"Real smooth, Y/n," the witched laughed when Natasha had left the kitchen.
"shut up."
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Topless. On Yelena's lap. Her tongue down your throat. Her hands palming at your brests. Your moans fill her bedroom. The movie is long forgotten.
This was how you spent most nights together, sneaking into each other's rooms. You loved it. The rush of all the lingering stares throughout the day, the passing touch of her hand on the small of your back, you linking your pinky with hers under the table. And it all lead up to the heart of the night when you could finally be with her for real.
However, not everything goes how you want it to. And not everyone knows how to knock on the door before entering a room.
"What the fuck." was all you heard before your senses kicked back in.
Your head flung towards the door where you saw the redhead, her arms crossed and her eyes glaring hard.
"Oh fuck-" you blurted out, jumping off Yelena's lap, falling off the bed as you scrambled for your top to cover yourself with. Yelena quickly stood in front of you, already having her top on, attempting to shield you away from Natasha's hard stare until you were decent.
"Have you ever heard of nocking Nat?" Yelena huffed. But Natasha didn't answer, her jaw locked in fury at finding you with her sister.
"Nat, I-" you tried.
"Don't call me that." She snapped back
"Hey, don't speak to her like that!" Your girlfriend fought back, as you stood up behind her.
"Look, Natasha, I'm sorry. We were going to tell you-"
"How long?" She interrupted, but the venom in her voice made you terrified to answer. "I said, how fucking long."
You knew how ruthless Natasha could be, she was famous for her interrogations, she did go off the books sometimes, but no one would confront her about it. But now, you were on the receiving end of it, and it scared the life out of you.
All the time you spent getting to know the redhead, the friendly conversations, the times when she was your shoulder to cry on when you got back from a rough mission. All that was gone. You were her target now.
"Don't make me ask you again, Y/n." She snarled as she took a step forwards.
"Get out," Yelena said firmly, stepping in front of her sister, blocking her from you. Although she was smaller, the younger assassin showed no fear.
Natasha looked at her sister, then over her shoulder to where you stood small, messing with rings on your fingers - which she suspected belonged to her sister. A small smile fell on her lips as she thought to herself. "I'll see you in training tomorrow, Y/n."
"Natasha-" Yelena tried to object, not sure what her sister's intentions were with you, but she couldn't help but think the worst. But Nat stood tall, her eyes still fixed on you, "If I were you, I wouldn't be late."
With that, she left.
You couldn't stop the overwhelming flood of emotions as the woman you respected the most, the woman that took you under her wing and let you into her family had looked at you like you were nothing. Spoken to you like you were dirt. You had lost her trust.
"Y/n," Yelena whispered, stroking your cheek, wiping away the tear that had fallen from your sorrowful eyes. "I'm sorry, detka. I'll go talk to her, she shouldn't have spoken to you like that."
"No… I - I deserved it. I lied to her." you whispered.
"Honey, no," she looked at you, her eyes finding yours, "She was mean to you, she shouldn't have treated you like that. I'm sorry, I didn't do anything sooner I... I didn't know she would react like that detka, I'm sorry-"
Her words fell short as you pulled her body against yours, gripping her tightly as you let out a small sob, the weight of everything that had happened hitting you all at once. She wrapped her arms around you and held you tightly, rubbing you back as she let out some soothing whispers in your ear.
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The next morning, you looked into the mirror with anticipation, tying your hair up as you let out a long breath.
"I can go with you Y/n, you know?" Yelena reminded you, looking at your worried face through the mirror as she sat up in bed, resting against the headboard.
"I think she might just kill me if she sees me with you again, Lena." you tried to joke, but Yelena could see that you weren't 100% sure if it was actually a joke or not. "I'll see you after."
Yelena gave you a knowing smile, "I'll be waiting, detka."
The doors to the gym felt heavier today as you entered, the weight of them slamming loudly, announcing your presence to Natasha. She raised her eyebrow as she looked at you, then at the clock on the wall.
"Two minutes early," she said, "good choice."
"Natasha-" you tried.
"You should warm up. We're sparing today."
Shit.
Stretching as best as you could, and mentally trying to brace yourself for what was about to happen, you stepped under the ropes of the ring, turning to look towards the redhead. She noticed your nervous expression, similar to the one you wore when you were first promoted to the avengers. But this time, she didn't feel sorry for you. Because this time, you were fucking her sister behind her back.
Without any warning, she came for you, kicking you harshly in the stomach, leaving you no time to dodge.
"How long?" She asked again, as you gained your balance. But your hesitation angered her, so she left you with little time to block before her next harsh attack.
"You know," she said, as she held you tightly in a head lock, her arms almost blocking you from breathing. "If you answered my questions, this wouldn't be so bad for you."
With her words, you thought about your options; tell your mentor that you have been sneaking around with her little sister for almost 2 months now, or die from asphyxiation. You honestly did think about the latter for a second, but ultimately decided against it.
"The day before Tony's party." You replied breathlessly, as she slightly loosened her grip on you, signalling for you to carry on, "we were training together, you were away on a mission and she wanted to spar with someone, and well, you trained me well."
Nat's grip faltered slightly at your words, thinking back to all the time you did spend together, training you to be stronger, faster and more fearless. More like her. "So you really went behind my back, sneaking around when I wasn't even here." She spat back, tripping you to the ground. You didn't bother trying to get up, knowing fine well she would knock you straight back on the ground again. She had trained you well, but you were still no match for her skills.
"She kissed me." You rushed out. "And I kissed her back. because we both wanted to, Natasha. I care about your sister, so much. And I care about you." The redhead scoffed slightly, thinking back to all the lying.
"Doesn't seem like it, considering you kept it a secret."
"Can you blame me? Look at how you're reacting," you replied, gesturing to yourself after having been knocked down by her moments prior.
Natasha looked at you, down upon your body and to your face, and sighed. "She is one of the few people in my life who I would die for, Y/n." You stayed silent, deciding to let her speak. "If anyone were to hurt her, I want you to know, that I wouldn't hesitate to hurt them back. Or worse."
You couldn't help the small swallow you made at her words, "I know, Natasha. I don't want to hurt her, that was never my intention." You said sincerely. "I love her."
Natasha looked at you again, she knows how to read people, how to tell when they were lying, but she saw only the truth coming from you. You watched as the tension in her shoulders loosened as a small sigh left her lips. Reaching out her hand, she pulled you up.
"I meant what I said, Y/n. If you hurt her-"
You both turned your head to the door when you heard it close, watching as the blonde assassin walked over to you both with a curious look on her face.
"Yeah, yeah. I got it," you joked, running your finger along your throat to act out being killed. Nat smirked at your antics.
"I'm sorry about how I was before, I just... I just got my baby sister back and I guess I got carried away with the whole protective older sister thing."
you raised an eyebrow in response, "You think?"
"I'm glad you're not dead," she smirked at you, "I would have missed you." She pulled you into her side, kissing your cheek tenderly, then turning to her sister "And I wouldn't have enjoyed killing you."
Natasha let out a laugh, "I'd like to see you try, blondie."
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starlightshadowsworld · 4 months
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Beast Atsushi who can't even tell Chuuya about why Dazai did what he did.
Because only 2 people can know or the world will be unstable.
Atsushi who had to watch both his mentors fall apart and can only watch.
He knows Dazai wanted him to leave the Port Mafia for good. He'd want Atsushi to smile and be free of his chains.
But it doesn't matter what Dazai wanted now is it... Because he's gone.
He's gone and it's all Atsushi's fault.
If he was stronger... If he had been faster, Dazai wouldn't be...
Atsushi had gotten a glimpse of the light, of what he could be had he stayed with Mori at the Orphanage.
... And he turned his back on it, and walked away.
It was a life that Atsushi didn't deserve, he had failed to save Dazai. And for that he would pay with his own suffering and pain.
Chuuya didn't deserve that.
So Atsushi bore his hatred, it was better for Chuuya to hate Atsushi more than he hated himself.
No one else could see it but Chuuya was in pain, so much pain. But Atsushi knew him better, he'd seen what most hadn't.
Atsushi is the first to kneel before the new Boss, and swearing his loyalty to him.
If he sees suprise on Chuuya's face, the first emotion other than pain and anger the man had felt in a long time, he doesn't comment.
Atsushi falls into near silence, only speaking when spoken too. His address is always formal and he fades into the shadows and stalks the halls like a ghost.
It's like he stopped existing.
Chuuya hates it. He shuts that shit down because it feels wrong, so completely and utterly wrong to see Atsushi act like some perfect tamed beast.
That's not the smart-ass kid he knows. And fuck it Chuuya isn't losing him too.
"I'm not gonna vanish on you, Atsushi." Says Chuuya one night, Atsushi's eyes widen but Chuuya isn't done.
"I'm not gonna ask what you saw, frankly I don't wanna know... But, you didn't fail him. You haven't failed me either. "
Tears are falling down Atsushi's cheeks before he can even register it, Chuuya sighs pulling him into a hug.
And that's all it takes for the White Reaper to break down. Chuuya holds him throughout, stopping him from apologising after.
"And none of that boss stuff in here. You got that?"
"Sure thing Boss."
Chuuya snorts, relieved when Atsushi shyly smiles back. "Okay, Chuuya."
They had a long way to go before either of them could even be considered fine, but they'd be okay.
"Typical mackerel, bet your having a right fucking laugh at us aren't you... Bastard... " Says Chuuya, after sending Atsushi away.
He can feel his own tears in his eyes that he let's fall in private. And even if no ones there he address's his next words quietly.
"I'd say I've got him, but kids got me too. Go rest in hell or wherever the fuck you ended up...wait for me would ya? Im gonna be a while."
He smiles, for the first time in a long time. "And when I get there I'm gonna kill you myself."
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Things that come in my head as I play through Diasomnia's chapter (chp 1- 37):
[Potential spoilers below darlings, proceed with caution!]
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Lilia using his hatchet, which by Sebek's reactions we can assume is basically at the same level of significance as a magical artifact used by say, one of the great Seven, to cut wood. He even justifies it by saying the hatchet might feel better being used even if for mundane things than sitting and gathering dust somewhere. Is that a metaphor for himself? Is he referring to himself and how he busied himself with raising his sons? To how from a weapon in war, one that brought devastation with every swing of his blade, he softened into a someone, who despite his doubts managed to be a father and mentor to both his sons? Does he think of himself as an object to be used, first in the war and then as a caretaker for Malleus?
Silver losing his cool and shouting that yes, Malleus needs to be there to say goodbye to Lilia. We've seen how Silver constantly wants to be useful and do something to sort of 'justify' Lilia taking him in and raising him as his own. I feel like he doesn't see himself as Lilia's son despite calling him "Father"; he sees Malleus as more deserving of that title, and so every time he's shown some resistance against Lilia going away, he puts it as if he's speaking on behalf of Malleus' feelings. Whereas Malleus believes that he must not be selfish and stop Lilia from leaving just because he doesn't want him to. He's trying to be mature about it all, even if it eats him up inside. Just... why can't these idiots realize how much they love each other?? Also, Lilia asking where Silver got his stubborn streak from like sir, have you seen yourself and Malleus? Both of yall are so stubborn that I'm surprised Silver isn't more stubborn than just this.
Malleus and Silver are so similar in so many ways that it actually hurts. Both are losing their father figure, their mentor. And they're both trying to be so incredibly brave and mature about it. Malleus' general dislike of being compared to a child (even though Lilia says that the Draconias achieve their maturity when they're 1000 years old and are still children at 200 years) and Silver saying that he'll be coming of age the next year when Malleus tells him that all children cry... Both are children, but they don't want to be seen as children. These boys are gonna make me cry istg-
Gonna take a break from the dia boys for a sec because how cute are the first years??? Oh my god I love them all so much. Also, weird freaky things happening to the Prefect... could it be a side effect of being stuck in Twisted Wonderland for so long? Or maybe even an effect of the Prefect starting to become "aware" of how the great seven are the people they see in their dreams? Hm... Also have I told you how much I love Adeuce? Because I love them. Very much. The way Ace shows concern about the Prefect feeling under the weather, and the way Deuce immediately agrees that they should leave after saying their greetings just makes me so happy (and it reminds me of my friends.... i think i just realized why im so fond of the idiots...) Okay now back to our regularly scheduled program...
Love how Lilia basically said, "If people here were well-adjusted individuals who knew how to ask for help gracefully and take the help offered to them gracefully they wouldn't have been chosen by the Dark Mirror" because he's soo right, but also, dear sir, if you recall, you were chosen to attend this very same institute yourself <3
"I haven't the slightest intention of being friendly–" shut it lightning boy we're gonna KO you with the power of friendship and life-or-death bonding situations
LILIA HOW DARE YOU TRY TO LEAVE WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE TO YOUR KIDS ISTG IM GONNQ BITE YOU YOU STUPID OLD MAN THEY FUCKING LOVE YOU HOW DARE YOU SHSVWIDVWYDGWIDVEYWGDGEUDGDH
Oh shit the iconic Maleficent entry– I love you Malleus but Jesus christ you are scaring me rn with that smile–
First battle of the chapter.... wish me luck... Oh wait I was supposed to lose? Ah that's fine, I didn't wanna be stuck on that chapter for the next six months-
Oh god the utter pain in Lilia's voice when he yells out to Malleus.... oh this hurts more than hearing Silver cry.... why can't these idiots just fucking talk and tell each other how much they love each other?!?!?! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HELLO?!?!! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT–Malleus' voice is so pretty while humming the song– BUT HOLY SHIT WHAT WAS THAT?!?! THE FUCKING PROTAGNONIST OF YOUR OWN STPRY?? THE TEISTED WONDERLAND SORT OF TITLE SCREEN THINGY WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK I— WHDYEHWGDGDYW
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pillowdrawz · 14 days
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DBZ X Invincible and No not because of Fighting I want Mark,Eve , Debbie etc To HEAL By The SONS FAMILY THE SON FAMILY WHO IS LITERALLY ONE OF THE MOST WHOLESOME FAMILY. Like common you got a Mentor /Uncle Piccolo a badass mother Chichi who I can see be friends with Debbie ofc, You got GOKU (this Will be the Dbz Goku so he is matured but still got super saiyan god) Goku who is literally a farmer But one of the Most supportive Father figures (Umm Actually Goku was never -*SHUT THE FUCK UP PEOPLE WHO ONLY WATCH ABRIDGED AND DIDN'T UBDERSTAND GOKU'S CHARACTER THIS AINT FOR YOU-*)
Goku would Be their second Good father figures along with Piccolo to be their With Mark and Eve.
Look Im at Season 2 at Invincible I just want them to be happy please They have so much trauma I want Debbie to heal-.
Basically The son family+ Piccolo got into the Universe of Invincible and Try to live a normal life.
Idk its late lmaooo
(This is DBZ goku okay He can literally sense An Evil persons intentions and smart This isn't Dbs goku-)
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dollybeagle · 1 month
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mothwing for the character opinion bingo?
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can you tell i like mothwing
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FHNDAKS MOTHWING MY BEST FRIEND MOTHWING. I am the only one who's right about her ever /j. She's so important to me
Mothwing has been one my fav cats ever since I started reading the books, but I don't remember being so attached to her until last year. I recall it starting after (and also during, but mostly after) going through some nasty experiences related to toxic religious people and stuff that led into me having a complete religious meltdown. Mothwing was a character I could heavily relate to and project to during that time, and i became really attached to her oof
Mothwing is a really complex character in canon, with a lot of missed potential that I will never shut up about. So, she is the daughter of tigerstar, yet we never get any canon content of her even aknowledging that, at all? Which sucks because, unlike her siblings, she seems almost completely uneffected by the fact that tigerstar is her father.
Tigerstar is not the only character that Mothwing's relationship with had a lot of potential, but there are also other characters that could have been great to see intereacting with her. For example, something that really frustrates me is how we never get to see mothwing intereacting with her half-siblings (cough cough. tawnypelt.) especially at moments when there was a lot of potential. During tbc, we could have gotten some great scenes of Mothwing bonding with tawnypelt over their common origins that have left them unfairly wronged at multiple situations. Also, when they both found peace in shadowclan when their own clan screwed them over. Im pointing at you erins please im desperate
Another thing that I don't see people talk about is how much wasted potential there was between Feathertail and Mothwing's friendship. SHE SHOULD HAVE BEEN HER MENTOR BEFORE SHE DECIDED TO TRAIN AS A MEDICINE CAT.. PLEASE.
Anyway im done yelling at the erins so i will decide to be nice and not scream about how mothwing should have been a pov character during tnp because again. there was a lot of potential there but the erins are cowards. So let's get into canon mothwing. Canon Mothwing is sometimes hard to understand since we don't get any canon content with her during tnp, so we get to only see her from leafpaw/pool's point of view. When she's firstly introduced and throughout the whole series, Mothwing is often described by leafpool as beautiful, which I think has also influenced the fandom into portraying her as a "confident, pretty medicine cat etc etc". But I've always liked to interpret her as self conscious and awkward, literally anything but confident. I feel like sasha leaving riverclan, along with the reveal of the moth's wing sign and the reveal of her origins has left her pretty self conscious and awkward, if that makes sense.
I feel like I should share my opinion on mothpool, so here we go. I think i have mentioned before, that I'm not a big fan of fanon mothpool, mostly because the interpretation of both characters in this ship always felt a little odd to me (eg mothwing being a big buff fluffy personalityless gf and leafpool being the short, lithe, shy small gf. I just never really liked it). But I'm a big fan of canon mothpool, as well as messy mothpool. The one of them lives under rules they don't agree with, in a society that they see as "brainwashed and blind", while the other is a firm follower of these rules (leafpool fuck the code you should start killing), and while the two want to be together, they can do nothing but stare each other in longing. doomed yuri ftw
So, since we got these out of the way, let's talk about some design potential mothwing has. I'm a huge fan of colorpoint mothwing, but I can't help but notice that I'm growing fonder of tigerclone/brown rabby mothwing more. I feel like it would have been cool to see a tigerstar desceasand that also looks lik him trying to fix their reputation through their actions. Also, eye imagery mothwing design anyone?
also i believe she's an aroace lesbian.
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bearofohu · 1 year
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screaming and getting emotional abt new pl game
im like no joke dizzy right now. for anyone who knows my old professor layton posts i would never shut the fuck up about how much i hated the reboot and the new cast and the anime. all ive ever wanted was a direct sequel to unwound future. all i would talk about is how much i wanted that and i left the fandom when i became convinced i would just never get it. i tried to care about the reboot cast and i cant. its not what i love about pl at all
but now ive got what i wanted and im like. im DIZZY. i wouldn't be who i am without the OG cast of professor layton. literally named myself after my favorite lil blue twat and realized i was trans bc of how much i relate to him and they're bringing him BACK and they're bringing his MENTOR back. they're bringing them all back as we KNOW THEM. i thought i'd never get that again
and ofc i don't know anything for sure but this really does look like its gonna be a direct UF sequel and im praying that's true because having layton again divorced from that godawful reboot is just.. its all i've ever wanted. its all i've ever wanted. go thru my post history and you'll see 16 yr old me screaming constantly abt how its all ive ever wanted. she finally got her wish. she being me
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starry-hughes · 3 months
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SHUT UP you guys are so cute. share more stories (only if you’re comfortable ofc)
wait tonight we actually talked about this story and he told me his side of it so let me fill yall in
so. we broke up right around the beginning of december/end of the fall semester in 2022
however, at this time in my life, i was going to the local bar with friends every thursday for trivia night. and this happened to be the same night his frat was throwing a party. and at this time, we were completely broken up, he had stopped talking to me, we weren’t even being civil towards one another. and so being the bitch i am, i was like okay we will do trivia and then party so i can be there when he’s there and idk make him jealous (my plan wasn’t great)
so we are at this christmas frat party at the bar after trivia and i’m completely sober because i’m DD for the night and this was the same bar from the last story, same bar we were in when we both decided fuck it let’s go hook up earlier in that year, etc. so this place holds a lot of our memories.
so i drag this guy over who i know from campus because i was friends with his mentor for tutoring and im like dance with me, so i dance with him for a while and im just like eh not liking it. so i stop and i’m standing with my friends and they are taking shots. i look over and my bf is there, and he’s dancing with these two girls and i immediately just get so upset and i’m angry and the break up was still really raw for me. and so i’m like “i need to leave.” to my friends and they knew it was only a ticking time bomb before i got upset.
so i look back over, he’s disappeared. i have no idea where he is. the two girls? they are fully making out. THEY ARE GIRLFRIENDS! I GET INTRODUCED TO SAID GIRLFRIENDS. and now i feel dumb. and we still leave whatever.
so TONIGHT. we bring up this story, a year and two months later basically. and he just goes “oh yeah. i knew [names of the girls] were together and you didn’t know them and i wanted to make you upset since you danced with [frat brother name]. and then i walked away when you saw it.”
my jaw. dropped.
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