#I’d hate to get his character wrong like that’s so embarrassing

[bruisedboys]

looking after hobie brown with a split lip and an almost black eye and he won’t stop touching you. it’s extremely distracting and you’d tell him so but you’d hate to see the look on his face when you admit he’s flustering you. so you let him be and scrub at the stream of blood trailing from his lip to his chin. you shuffle up his lap (yeah, you’re in his lap, and what about it? he was the one who put you here. he hadn’t given you much of a choice. insisted it was easier to reach and pulled you into him before you could protest) to get a better angle and his fingers press harder into your hips, his grip on you tightening as he tugs you up his lap, somewhat helpfully. you try to ignore the way it makes you feel. the way you’re now practically chest to chest and he can probably hear your heartbeat, it’s so damn loud.

and then, the very tips of his fingers dip underneath the hem of your shirt and brush your warm skin, and you decide you just can’t take it anymore.

“hobie,” you chide, soft and entirely too flustered.

“what?” he says back, dripping with ignorance, and you’d think he was genuinely clueless if you didn’t know him so well. he pushes his hand further up your back, his rough calloused fingers practically burning a mark on your already hot skin.

“quit it”, you say, though you don’t sound very convincing at all.

“quit what, babe?” hobie presses his palm to the small of your back, forcing you ever so closer. you gasp, pressed up against him, your hands braced on his shoulders, but he only smirks knowingly. “m’only helping you out.”

#guys idk if I’m getting his character right can you please tell me if I am #I’d hate to get his character wrong like that’s so embarrassing #★ mal writes! #ღ hobie #hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown x you #hobie brown x fem!reader #hobie brown x gn!reader #hobie brown drabble #hobie brown blurb #hobie brown fluff #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman: across the spiderverse #spiderpunk #spiderpunk x reader #spider punk

[kayrrhin]

hello!

i saw your commissions were opened after a fic i read, idk if you write for multiple characters but i’d like to request for robin, law, cora, yamato, and ace, with no peculiar pronouns for the reader, it can be fluff or nsfw, as you feel more comfortable with!

feel free to add more or not write for some ofc, no pressure it’s totally understandable, don’t overdo yourself, please and thanks!

I'm going to be honest, you made a commission which literally features all of my all time favorite babies so let's goooo, i also assumed it was all separated since there were no specification, good reading!

3am baking

characters: Robin, Law, Corazon, Yamato, Ace

fluff, use of pet names, ft. teenager law in Cora's part

Reader's gender is not referred so it can be any gender

Warnings: use of swear words, a bit suggestive at Law's part, french

Robin:

"wow, so far it looks good!"

You looked at the cupcakes you and your girlfriend were making, so far there was only the dough but wow it looked good.

"I'm amazed that we're able to make such good cupcakes at this time of day, at least so far the dough is good!"

You grin at the archeologist and wipe some of the flour off her nose.

"Thanks, love."

You smiled and began to put the dough into the moulds, putting them in the oven.

"Now all we have to do is wait!"

Robin put her arms around you from behind and kissed your temple,

"I just hope Sanji doesn't take this the wrong way"

You chuckled a little

"The only thing Sanji might do is cry because we made it ourselves and he didn't cook it for us, or be amazed because it's going to be super good!"

You kissed her cheek and smiled proudly.

"haha, I guess you're right, I have to say though, what a strange urge to want to cook at such an hour, darling"

"Yes, I know, but at least we'll have snacks to read"

She smiles sweetly and kisses you, her soft lips resting on yours.

"Actually, I just hope they're still good tomorrow"

You looked up in a thinking manner for a bit,

"aaah you're right...it's probably going to be a little drier depending on how it goes..."

Your lover chuckled and kissed you.

"Don't worry too much, with a bit of tea it's going to be great, love"

After a little while you finished the cupcakes and boy were they good, as was the sleep you got afterwards.

Law

"You're messing up your sleep schedule right now."

Your boyfriend said, watching you make cookie dough,

"Oh, you're one to talk! At least it's not to overwork myself but to make cookies!"

You smile and continue to work on your work of art, but you feel someone approaching you.

"Let me help you at least, it might be fun... I guess."

He seemed a little embarrassed but helped you with the cookies anyway,

"Aaaw, thanks, love!"

You smiled at him and continued to bake, when the dough was separated, the surgeon put them in the oven, setting the temperature correctly.

"Can you put a timer on please?"

"Yep, I got it!"

You set the timer and start waiting, Law lifts you up to sit on the counter and kisses you on the forehead.

"I'll never understand how you can cook for ten people in the middle of the night"

He then kisses your jaw and puts his hands on your waist,

"I'll say it's my will to eat that gives me this strength, or a mental breakdown"

He chuckled and kissed your lips, slowly moving down to your neck, kissing it and leaving a few marks here and there, he started to get a little more impatient only for the timer to remind you both that the cookies were still in the oven,

"Yes! My cookies!"

You got off the counter, took out the cookies and turned off the oven.

"wooow, these look dashing!"

"Yes. They are."

You laugh, seeing your boyfriend a little frustrated by the sudden stop,

"Come on, sweetheart, we can continue where we left off for a few minutes, the cookies still need to cool."

"I don't know if I love you or hate you, [Name]-ya"

Corazon

"I'm surprised we made it this far without burning the kitchen down!"

You've finished putting your mixture on the plate to put what will soon be brownies in the oven,

"Me too, you've really taken the easiest thing to do"

Your lover wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to his giant body.

"Yeah, I figured at 3am, burning the house down wasn't the best way to make something"

You laugh, nuzzling your face into his chest, him, resting his head on top of yours.

"You're right, I'm not sure Law would like us to set the house on fire."

He pulled his face closer to yours and kissed the tip of your nose, then your temple, and lips.

"He'd probably kick our asses if we did, I wonder who the real adults are"

You both laughed and stayed like that for a little while, to be fair the reason he hadn't set the kitchen on fire was because you were making sure he wasn't near anything that could catch fire, mainly his coat which was left in the living room for that specific reason.

"I think the brownies are good, let me turn off the stove"

You did so and smelled the brownies,

"wow, that smells really good, mi vida, we did a great job!"

He kissed you on the cheek and stumbled, causing you to lose your balance.

"OH FUCK—"

You looked at the brownies that were about to fall out, but they were replaced by a pillow.

"hah?"

"Can you be careful??? First I wake up because you can't keep it down, when I get up you're immediately about to injure yourself, and you're the adults here?"

"Right! Sorry we woke you up..."

"and thanks for saving us from a third degree burn!"

The teenager looked at you both and sighed.

" It's okay, plus it smells good, it would be sad to let it go to waste"

You look at your partner and both laughed

"Well, I guess it couldn't have gone without at least one little mistake"

Yamato

"Woooh! [Name], look, it's growing!"

You giggled at your golden retriever boyfriend who was looking at the gateau au yaourt in the stove.

"Yeah, that's the baking powder, baby"

Your boyfriend looked at you in awe, it was the first time in a long time he'd cooked in a real kitchen, so when you said you wanted to make a cake at 2:56am, he looked at you and instantly got up, already jumping towards the kitchen.

"This is so cool! And it smells so good too! My love, you are so good at baking! You are a god/goddess!"

Your boyfriend lifted you up in his arms, you laughed at his gesture.

" Pretty boy, I think you're over-reacting, I only have basic cooking skill"

He laughed and peppered your face with kisses, which made you giggle.

"Love, can you put me down? I need to turn off the oven"

"Oh yes, sorry!"

He puts you down and lets you reach the oven, you turn it off and take out the chocolate cake, the smell of the cake reaches your nostrils, but you smell something else, like vanilla.

"Wow, that smells good, you know why it smells like va...ni...la?", Finishing your sentence, you turn your head to notice the empty bottle of vanilla extract on the counter.

"Um... it smelled good, and like vanilla so..."

"Please tell me the bottle wasn't full."

You prayed for a second, imagining that the strong taste of vanilla was too much for your taste buds and mentally cried, but your boyfriend assured you that the bottle was almost empty when he did so.

"Ok, time to try it then, I really hope you're not lying because it smells like vanilla hell right now".

You took a bite and ate it, it was indeed very good and the vanilla taste wasn't overwhelming, which reassured your taste buds, you kissed your lover and took the cake to bring it in your room.

"Ah! I told you I didn't put it all in!"

Your boyfriend exclaimed, proud that he had not made a dumb mistake (for once).

"Yes, you did! I think it's time to eat it while reading about Oden, don't you think, big guy?"

"YES!"

Ace

"oui, oui, baguette ! Quoisan !"

Your boyfriend laughed as he helped you prepare the croissants.

"Ace, shut the fuck up, it's 3am if Tatch hears us, we're dead"

The last time Tatch caught you, you were punished by cleaning the bathroom for 3 months, but you both had a sudden urge to cook after a long make out session.

"Come on, this time we're doing a good job and the ingredients were paid by us, this time if he catches us he won't have anything to blame us for"

He smiles as he rolls the dough into a croissant shape.

"You're right but still, I'm not sure having two dumbasses in your kitchen at 3am is the best way to wake up, even if you just want a glass of water."

the freckled boy finished making the shape and placed a napkin on the plate to let it sit and walked over to you and threw his arms around your waist.

"But I like to cook at night with my dumbass and my dumber self"

He chuckled and kissed your cheek.

"Pff, you're so cheesy, what's happening to you so suddenly, love? A second ago you were speaking broken French if I remember correctly."

You look at him, amused by his sudden display of affection.

"Hey, it's not my fault that my heart races when I see you."

"Oh, you're in your flirty state again, finish the croissant, idiot, and kiss me afterwards."

You both chuckled and he put his lips to yours, he was so goofy, my Lord.

"You two again???"

"Fuck, Tatch, wait, we can explain!"

#one piece x gn reader #one piece x male reader #one piece x reader #corazon x reader #trafalgar law x reader #nico robin x reader #yamato x reader #ace x reader #one piece #trafalgar law x gn reader #corazon x gn reader #nico robin x gn reader #Yamato x gn reader #ace x gn reader #ace x male reader #yamato x male reader #nico robin x male reader #corazon x male reader #trafalgar law x male reader

[crytid0author]

Character Analysis of Richard Cameron

Only because I’m tired of seeing him get so much hate

To start, I acknowledge that Cameron DID betray the rest of the Poets. This is not me uselessly defending him. I just believe that there are reasonings behind his actions that people tend to overlook. I understand that not everyone likes him.

Before I defend Cameron’s actual actions, I’d like to take a look at Welton’s policies and such. As seen in the movie, Welton’s chosen disciplinary method is to spank kids with a wooden paddle. While this is clearly physically “disciplinary” (if you ignore that it is blatantly abusive), it is also mentally degrading and embarrassing for the kids. They’re told to count out the hits which shows their weakness or facade breaking. Most kids when put in this situation would choose to talk rather than be hit.

Now, onto Cameron’s character. We as an audience are shown that he is what’s typically regarded as a “teacher’s pet”. This is shown in his reluctance to tear the introduction out of the book, alongside other instances. This moment also shows that Cameron does prefer to stick to the rules considered to be socially acceptable, though he is not opposed going against them if he sees fit. We’re also shown that he will grow to like or accept an idea he found unfit before, such as Keating as a concept.

Now, onto The Betrayal. If you take all things into account such as Cameron’s character and Welton’s actions towards misbehavior, I believe it’s safe to say that Cameron felt pressured into admitting everything and saw Keating as a way out of the consequences. Between Cameron’s reputation among the school, typically seen as smart and rule following, and Welton’s chosen discipline method, lying, in Cameron’s eyes, would seem to be the wrong thing to do. While Cameron felt as though he had to admit to what he had done, what they had done, he also did not want to have to take the punishment, or for his friends to take the punishment he was most likely threatened with. So, in Cameron’s eyes, he was doing the right thing and protecting his friends at the same time.

#dead poets society #dead poets fandom #character analysis #richard cameron

[shortpplfedup]

Only Friends Character Rankings Episode 6

Another outstanding episode as chickens start coming home to roost and Sand sets a ball a-rollin' that is gonna roll right over him in the end. In a surprise upset, Sand's mom won the audience vote last week, with Top and Boston tied for second place. You really never know who the Tumblrinas are going to favour from week to week, keeps us all on our toes! Here are this week's highly scientific rankings.

🔺1. Ray (4)

Let me talk to my friends. It’s his birthday. I’d like to say something.

Ray said NO SURVIVORS and sprayed the entire room at Mew's birthday party, and honestly? Kinda deserved. From calling Sand a whore (OUCH) to reading Cheum for filth for her shitty little backhanded comments, to almost letting the cat out of the Top/Boston bag in front of everybody, our resident mess came for every neck in the building. Boston primed him, Sand aimed him and Cheum lit the match, and it's no coincidence those three got hit with the blowback of his explosion at Top. A seething ball of pain and resentment fueled by alcohol and god-knows-what-else was never gonna fire a clean shot.

🔺2. Sand (5)

Stop thinking about Mew and focus on me for once. Can’t you really see that I care about you?

Well now we know why Sand didn't blink an eye at Nick bugging Boston's car; he's just as fucking unhinged. Sand, a poor, breaking his own phone just to get his hands on Nick's and that recording (which, by the way, calling the file 'That Car' is really too much Nicholas PLEASE 🤣)...WILD. We've all had Nick pegged as the bunny boiler but Sand might be worse and I can't WAIT because I still believe in that baseball bat. But him begging Ray to give a single solitary shit about him even AFTER Ray calls him a whore in front of a bar full of people...I remain embarrassed on his behalf.

🔺3. Mew (6)

Cocky much? I don’t even know if we’re gonna last that long.

Ok, when Mew said 'I love the sound you make when having sex' I literally screamed out OH FUCK HE KNOWS and listen, I have been WAITING for this moment. That was a baller fucking moment. You just KNOW Top's blood ran cold. Of course these two aren't breaking up, because couples like this NEVER break up. Game always recognises game. This is gonna be the first confrontation of many. But I'm pretty sure this is the last time Mew is gonna cry about it. Top might have just picked the wrong one. Mew has two moms, pretty sure he knows how to destroy a man.

🔻4. Nick (2)

I don’t give a shit about what number I am. Screw it. I’m not that into you.

At some point Nick is gonna have to stop threatening to walk and actually fucking walk, but it's clearly continuing to work for him as he and Boston are clearly the boyfriends Boston insists they're not. Dates, couple photos, meeting the dad, tender lovemaking, Boston's deep, dark secrets: Nick's getting it all...except the label he wants so very badly. And now he's shook because he knows Sand stole that recording, and he knows if Boston finds out about it it's all coming crashing down.

🔺5. Cheum (8)

I’m so happy everyone has a lover. Even a heartless slut like Boston has one.

Girl, you absolutely earned that smoke Ray blew at you. Sly Comment Susie got a minor taste of her own medicine and didn't like that shit one bit. It's all fun and games until it's your dirt under the microscope. Maybe Cheum just learned a lesson about minding her own business a little more, or at the very least keeping some of her thoughts to herself.

🔻6. Boston (3)

If I was a nice guy, you wouldn’t like me.

A surprisingly quiet week for Ton as everybody else gets so messy he looks relatively drama-free. But under the surface he's still paddling like mad: screwing Nick like a lover rather than just a fuckbuddy to keep him from leaving, clearly not out to his dad but bringing Nick round to meet him (once again using him for free work), pinning Ray so decisively that he causes a full-on meltdown. Though, 'I don't hate Mew'...well that might actually be true, because he's giving more fear than hatred.

🔻7. Top (1)

I get anyone I want. What about you? Who do you get?

Oh how the mighty have fallen. Top spent the episode feeling totally smug as he finally won the game and is basking in his spoils, swinging his dick around, feeling like King Shit. And then Mew played that recording and LOSER TIME. I have the distinct impression that Top hates to lose...

#only friends the series #bless this mess #only friends weekly character rankings #i support gay wrongs #only friends #only friends series #bl meta series

[cyxnidx]

Hi, I’ve liked your works for a while and was wondering if you would write something with Scaramouche and a reader who’s insecure because of her small chest? You can add any other characters if you want. If you’re busy, feel free to ignore, I don’t wanna disturb you.

PERFECTION !!

characters: scaramouche , zhongli

warnings: small chested!reader, fem!bodied, reader is called ‘darling’ & ‘love’ (zhongli)

a/n: ofc!! i dont mind. i had also added zhongli, considering i have a headcanon that they also love those with small chests<3

!! SCARAMOUCHE

is surprised when you bring it up. not in a bad way, but one thing he didn’t expect was an insecurity. let alone, from you. especially with the way you always acted so full of yourself..he felt somewhat deceived by how easily you fooled him, though didn’t think now was the time to try and scold you or act any kind of way. scaramouche being the person he is, and struggling with explaining his emotions, he simply starts poking at them, playfully, but it concerned you, yet it still made you laugh. and that was his goal. to make you laugh. it was his backup plan for everything that went wrong with you. making you laugh, it fulfilled him perfectly and honestly made him a bit more confident now that the mood has been lightened by your cheerful voice. “i dont care..” he sighed, finally being able to look you in the eye without getting the least bit flustered. though, he was slightly struggling to find the right words to finish off his sentence. he’d hate for you to assume that was all he was going to say, but he also wanted to find the right words as to not make it too harsh, or have something sound different than what it is. “..for size.” you couldn’t help but feel a tightening sensation in your throat, preventing you from speaking. in slight retaliation, noticing your emotional distress, scaramouche wrapped his arms around you and sighed. “you’re so..sensitive..about it. if i had that large of a preference you wouldn’t even know i existed.”

!! ZHONGLI

could already tell that you were somewhat insecure of them, yet deemed it insensitive to say anything. but now that you’re complaining about them, he takes it as an opportunity to say his piece. “y’know darling. it is not something to worry about.” he said softly, cupping your cheeks. “why not?” you replied quickly, avoiding eye contact. “well, from what ive been told, those with bigger sizes often get back pains..i’d hate for you to have consistent pains due to something you can’t control.” he explained. you knew you were some kind of lucky because no back pains, but you did wish they were at least a little bigger. though, your avoidance of eye contact only made zhongli want to care for you more. “why’re you so worried about your breasts anyways, my love? it’s not that you can control it.” he asked, now curious. what started such an odd insecurity? why would you wish something upon yourself that you could not control? why wish you had it, yet not bother to think for the pain? he didn’t understand. had you forgotten cause and effect? give and take? all things are given with a price. it made perfect sense to him, but he couldn’t understand it coming from you. understandably, he could never. he’s not in your place. however, why be insecure about them when he’s always showed so much love for it? “it’s just. frowned upon in communities. most men have preferences of that kind..” you said, trailing off out of embarrassment. “well, it’s not frowned upon here. and im certainly not ‘most men’, now am i?” planting a kiss on your forehead, he smiled softly at you as you nodded. “i love you the way you are. please do not hope to change yourself in any way. i developed great feelings for you, not any other. if you aren’t you, i wouldn’t have the same attachment.”

#cyxnidx #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact imagines #scaramouche my beloved #scaramouche genshin x reader #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche fluff #if you arent supporting zhongli what is wrong with you #support zhongli for clear skin and less depression #genshin impact zhongli #genshin zhongli #zhongli fluff #zhongli my beloved #zhongli x reader #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact scaramouche #genshin impact heizou #fem!bodied #reader is afab #cw fem reader #genshin x female reader

[yourlegacysnotyourstosee]

I took notes on my thoughts while watching Nerdy Prudes Must Die because I did the same for Black Friday

DAMN Jon said “I am a TENOR”

I literally can’t get over how good he sounds

AHHHHHH LAUREN!!!!!

Bro these songs SLAP

Damn Mariahs hair is so long

Pete is such a mood

I’m literally terrified of being pantsed so bad

BRUH NOT MICRO-PETER

Omg hey Kim

When Cory enthusiastically agrees I’m dying

Omg Max likes Grace???????

Wait that’s so cute

Wait why’s he kinda fine

“His name is Jesus Christ” HELP 💀💀💀💀💀

It’s giving Apex Predator (from Mean Girls)

Damn these HARMONIES THO

My jaw is on the floor the way Cory is talking to her

“How am I supposed to study without listening to Spotify?” ME LMFAO

I KNOW HE DID NOT JUST MAKE AN ISSAC NEWTON JOKE

The way hes like “this is about thermodynamics” me me me. I hate when people make jokes about the things we’re not even talking about.

“NANI” NO WAY HE SAID THAT HELP💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀💀I LITERALLY CANNOT BREATHE 💀💀💀💀💀💀

Study date????????

Joey Richter my beloved ❤️❤️❤️

When Max enters and the crowd cheers

“Rondevuch”

Max literally has a God complex

Why is Kim everyones mom?

“Walen place”?????

“Mom will you pass the butt stuff????” HELP SHES BEEN CORRUPTED

NO WAY SHES FANTASIZING ABOUT MAX JAGERMAN

LITERALLY WHAT

Awwww Grace is experiencing Catholic Guilt™ ❤️❤️❤️

Girl wdym “he’s gotta go”???

Laurens character is bisexual???????

“WAIFU MATERIAL”?????? I literally can’t get over Jons character

Wait Grace is a little fucked up actually

Wait since the Waylons built hatchetfield high and the starlight theater, could they have cursed the town somehow? Like I know about the evil brothers or whatever, but I’m not super familiar with the lore

Wait I kind of love Grace now

Mariah slays

“Am I reading as Ghost, or Lin Manuel Miranda?” AWWWWWW❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

“Your fucking useless Pete.” Tgwdlm???? In MY npmd???? It’s more likely than you think

I’m very suspicious about how fast they seemed to put the plan together…

I know the plan wont work and Im so nervous I’m getting secondhand embarrassment so bad rn

“Skele-ens”

I need Max Jagerman actually

Awwww Max is a Theater Kid ❤️❤️❤️

AW FUCK HE DIED

HOLY FUCK HE DIED

GIRL WTF IS WRONG WITH GRACE

I love how upbeat this song is

WHYD SHE CUT HIS NIPPLES OFF WTF

Omg Dan and Donna!

Slay Mayor Lauter

His reaction to being asked to the game is giving- “she asked me for the time” “no way” “way :D”

THE NIGHTHAWKS MASCOT 💀💀💀💀

FUCK CLIVESDALE

DAMN THEYRE IN THE SPLITS GOOD FOR THEM

I like that the football team has only 2 players

I love when actors walk through the audience, but ESPECIALLY here when hes stalking Richie bro looks so good

Listen I know he’s about to kill Richie but HES SO FINE HELP

Im literally so Gay bro

THE SMOKE CLUB!!!!!!

THE NIGHTMARE TIME THEME

When she says hes not hot anymore girl speak for yoursef

Please let Grace swear

Oh fuck they’re giving themselves away

Grace Chastity said “acab”

Cory needs more songs

MAN IN A HURRY RETURNS!!!!!

Damn who is this girl in a trenchcoat 😍😍😍

GERALD OH MY GOD

Random side note but what happened to Robert? I was just thinking about how I wish we could see Hidgens again but is Robert still a part of Starkid anymore? Is he on to Bigger and Better things? Does anyone know what those are? I’d love to continue to support him.

Edit: NVM NVM I TAKE IT BACK I DO NOT WANT TO SUPPORT ROBERT MANION NO NO NO SIR

The invisible bird. Literally high school theater

“Heahs the thang about ah bahbecue”

“Ah wawna remember who ah ayum”

Ruth is so real for not know when to do the lights bc the cue lines were wrong

Ugh Laurens voice is so good and I know ive said that about pretty much everyone but it’s true

I know shes about to die rn

The red lighting gave it away

THE WAY HE LOOKS INTO CAMERA AFTER HE KILLS HER I NEED HIM SO BAD

Why did Kim scream like that

Awww Grace has religious trauma now ❤️❤️❤️

THE COPS THEME

OH MY GOD PAUL AND EMMA!!!!!!!!!

He gave her his number❤️❤️❤️

Hot chocolate boy!!!!!!!! I knew Peter was the hot chocolate boy but still

This duet is EVERYTHING

Obsessed with the fact he called MARIAH ROSE FAITH a MEAN GIRL

“Axe wielding maniacs?”

The Waylons did not dig that shit very deep…

OH FUCK THEY HAVE TO SUMMIN THE LORDS IN BLACK

I KNEW THE WAYLONS BUILT LAKESIDE MALL

im so sorry Zombie Max is So Fine

WIGGLY

THEY HAVE HUMAN FORMS??????

“Let me check my Christmas list”

“What do you want steph?” MORE tgwdlm? In MY npmd?

I feel bad for not knowing all their names

Max says bitch a lot

Damn this show is long

Omg this is so sad im tearing up a lil

Max is so fucking funny

Damn Grace is seducing Max this is hilarious

Fuck Grace Chastity or kill some nerds? One of the many difficult decisions in life

He decides to fuck Grace Chastity

OH MY GOD THATS SO SMART

Thats some fuckin Macbeth level shit

Kims teacher character is so cute awwwww

Paul and Bill dance Chaperones??????

Oh nvm that’s Jason

I don’t think I ever mentioned it but the dancing is really good

It’s very clean and crisp

In the last 2 hours I very quickly developed a massive crush on Will Branner

OH FUCK

WHATS GOING ON

WHAT

#also idk how to spell most of their names #so forgive me #nerdy prudes must die #peter spankoffski #starkid #max jagerman #npmd spoilers #nerdy prudes spoilers

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

Hi sex witch! I could use some advice about how to approach having sex for the first time.

I’m in my mid 20s (lesbian) and I’ve been in 3 relationships, but none of them lasted very long and I didn’t have sex with any of my partners (or the few people between them, who I’ve mostly intensely made out with). I’ve realized that I have issues around romantic relationships specifically and commitment, and done a lot of reflection so I know where those issues are stemming from but not how to deal with them. One day I do want to take the time to work through it, but for the moment I’ve decided I don’t have the capacity to prioritize that and don’t want a serious relationship in the near future anyway.

However, I really want to have casual sex. Through some past experiences I’ve realized that my relationship hang ups are purely emotional and frankly I’m horny, I just want to get laid (preferably by someone I barely know). It’s genuinely not a big deal to me emotionally that it’ll be my “first time” (past some embarrassment that it’s taken me so long, though I hate feeling it and I know there’s no “correct” age here), but I feel like I’d have some responsibility to let the other person know? And I’m worried that it will be a big deal for the other person or it’ll change things for them, because there’s this culture around virginity. I guess I don’t owe anyone that info, but when I think about not disclosing it I feel bad that I might be terrible due to inexperience, or have to admit during sex that I don’t really know what I’m doing, and then have to justify why I didn’t tell them. Basically I just don’t know how to navigate my first time considering all of this, I know this isn’t about the physical side of things but any advice you have would be greatly appreciated!!

hi anon,

listen: you're overthinking this. generally when embarking on a new activity for the first time, you're going to have the best experience if you just tell your partner(s) up front that you haven't done this before. that doesn't create a better or worse experience, but it is a different one that not everyone is up for. that doesn't mean you're wrong for not having sexual experience or that they're wrong for not wanting to have sex with you; it just means you're incompatible.

look, it's like d&d, okay? personally I LOVE running games with new players, because getting to help them build their first character and walk them through the rules and watch them gain enough confidence to take big roleplaying swings and get really strategic during battle is really satisfying for me. but not every DM wants to do that; not everyone has the patience or inclination to show other people the ropes, and they'd just prefer everyone knows roughly how the game works upon arrival so they can get right to it. this is actually a great metaphor because even experienced DMs and players who have been sharing a table for years still need to actually talk to each other and come to agreements about their players and the rules and, like, what Mage Hand can get away with, but it's a different kind of communication than you'd have with someone who's still learning which dice do what.

if you don't like dungeons and dragons and this metaphor sucked for you, here's a slightly more universal one about visiting a museum for the first time.

anyway, the point is that I'm an advocate of sharing information, not because you have some kind of moral duty to out yourself as a virgin, as if that's a weird and bad thing to be, but because I think sharing relevant info makes for better sex and sexual history is part of that info. it doesn't reflect poorly on you in any capacity, any more than someone having a large number of sexual partners would. it's just one more thing to talk through with your potential future sexual partner(s) as you figure out exactly how you want to have fun together.

#sex edventures 2023

[theidiotwhowritesthings]

CONGRATS ON 2130! What better way to celebrate you than asking for you to write a drabble of whatever YOU want! Something you have maybe thought about but it's not your norm? Love it. A character you love and just want more of? Love it. Little side quest in a current running fic? Love it. Just super happy for you and love everything you put out there for us to enjoy! 💕✨🎉

[a/n: omg thank you! I got so excited to see this 'free reign' request and then spent the next like 12 hours agonizing over what to write lol. I went with this absolutely not 500 word one-shot. Oops. It seemed fitting to me though b/c the first fanfic I ever wrote was one of those kind where the reader like 'magically' ends up in the media with knowledge that they're in their fav tv show/movie/game. So, writing a one-shot in that theme kind of felt perfect since we're also celebrating the number 213!]

Joel Miller x F!Reader; Dean Winchester x F!Reader

Warnings: canon violence, descriptions of creepy ass clickers, language, gun use, mentions of injury and blood

Word Count: 1.7k (again oops)

Summary: You just wanted to take a break from the job while hanging out with your favorite hunter, but you instead wind up in the last place you thought possible. Honestly, it was your own fault for thinking you could have a normal day.

As you watched Joel Miller get mauled by a cordyceps clicker on the television screen you let out a laugh. In response, Dean barked out a curse. The eldest Winchester brother had been playing this game for the last day and a half. Though the phrase attempting to play might be more accurate. You snickered again. “Dean, I’ve seen you mow down an entire coven of vampires alone with only a hunting knife, but you can’t shoot a few infected?”

“This is different.” Dean replied firmly. He pointed at the screen accusingly. “Put one of those fuckers in front of me right now and I’ll take it down.” He picked up his beer bottle to take a swig. Then he motioned to you with the bottle. “With my eyes closed.”

“Yeah, okay, tough guy.”

“I’m serious!”

You laughed again and pulled your legs up under you. The Winchester brothers and you were stuck in the Men of Letters bunker for the last week. Sam was in the library, trying to find any kind of hunt to go on, and for the sake of Dean’s sanity you hoped he found one soon. You sunk into your seat with a grin. “Come on. Try again. I love watching you lose.”

“Maybe you should give it a try then, sweetheart.” Dean replied and offered you the controller. 

You briefly bit your lower lip at the pet name. It was no secret that you were head over the heels for Dean⏤ well, to everyone but Dean. He seemed pretty oblivious to the fact that you’ve been carrying a torch for him since the moment you met him three years ago on a hunt. 

“I would, but I’d hate to embarrass you like that, Dean.”

The man rolled his eyes before restarting the level from the top. You watched Dean play, smiling to yourself at his overly exaggerated expressions every time something went wrong or went right. Gradually, your eyes began to droop shut, heavy with exhaustion, and you fell asleep listening to Dean’s voice⏤ the sound familiar and comforting. 

The sound of clicking hadn’t necessarily woken you up, it was probably the freezing air that did that, but it was the first noise that registered in your sleep-addled brain. With a quiet moan, you forced your eyes open and the sight of a busted ceiling greeted you. The wood was aged and a gaping hole allowed you to see the blue sky as morning light and flakes of snow streamed through it. It took one second for your brain to comprehend that you were not in the bunker with the Winchesters and one additional second for the hunter in you to grasp the wheel. 

You sat up with a gasp. The space surrounding you resembled an abandoned storage room at the back of a larger structure. Broken and empty shelves lined the walls and you were lying on top of a disgusting, aged mattress. With steady motions, you rose to stand. A chill shot down your spine and you shivered. The pajamas you wore were not conducive to this new weather⏤ weather that also did not make sense. It was summer time in Kansas right now. Why the fuck was it snowing? 

There was no sign of Dean or Sam that you could see. You swallowed the lump that had formed in your throat as your stomach stirred with a foreboding sense of doom. Something was very, very wrong. Knowing that standing here confused wasn’t going to help anything, you searched the room for something of use. There were no articles of clothing you could scrounge up which meant you were stuck with pajamas and bare feet. The cold was beginning to grow painful as your extremities ached.

Only one door led out of the room, but experience told you that walking out without some kind of weapon was a mistake. Again, your options were sparse. You hadn’t expected to get lucky and find a handgun on the shelf, but a knife would be nice and not asking the universe for much in your opinion. However, you had never been the lucky kind. With a grumble, you found a few broken pipes and picked out one with the sharpest end. The metal was biting cold in your hand, but it brought some semblance of control and comfort to your anxiety riddled mind.

Seriously, what the fuck was going on?

You carefully cracked the door open to peek out into a dimly lit room. It looked like some kind of convenience store, but just like the room you had woken in it was in shambles. Bits of the ceiling and wall were broken to allow in light. You pulled the door open wider and a vaguely familiar clicking noise drifted to you once more. Where was that coming from? It had been there when you woke, though quieter, and why did you kind of recognize it?

A soft hiss made you glance to your right and your eyes widened when you spotted a young girl hiding behind half the counter. She had to be no older than thirteen or fourteen and her messy light brown hair was pulled back and half hidden under a winter cap. She glared at you in alarm, clutching a knife in her gloved hands, and mouthed words to you. She had to do it twice before you recognized the words, ‘What the fuck are you doing?!’ It was followed by something that looked suspiciously like the words, ‘fucking idiot’. Had this small, angry child just called you a fucking idiot? 

More clicking.

Your gaze lifted and your eyes landed on a new sight that filled you with dread. It wasn't an unfamiliar sight, but it was certainly one that shouldn’t exist. A clicker. It stumbled in its inhuman gait. Shoulders and arms moving in twitching motions as its head snapped back and forth searching. Whatever face the body used to have was replaced with rows of growing, eerie fungus that fanned out in what looked like two rolling curves⏤ as if it were a wave that surged then splashed right out of the skull itself in frozen motion.

The small gasp that left your lips was an obvious mistake that your hunter side was kicking you for. Its head and body snapped to face you and with a screech it roared forward. Instinct took a hold of your body, and you swung the pipe out, rather than freezing in alarm, and the clicker fell back.

“Run! Go!” You screamed and motioned for the kid to get the hell out of there. She began to scramble away, but you stayed planted to handle the clicker that was already back to its feet and rushing you once more. You ducked under and sprinted in the opposite direction of the kid while making as much noise as you could. As impossible and odd as this was, you had no problem falling into your hunting pattern. It was second nature to you. There was a monster and a civilian who needed to be saved. Your choice was easy.

Your right foot stepped on something that made you hiss out in pain and stumble. That gave the clicker enough time to slam into you and send you to the floor. With gritted teeth, you rolled before it could pin you and you swung the pipe once again, knocking it back a few steps. It recovered quickly and lunged forward, but you held the pipe up firm and met it halfway so the sharpened end of the pipe drove right through the center of its face⏤ or lack thereof. You were gasping for air as its arms went limp and with a singular grunt you used the pipe to shove it off to the side so it slumped to the ground with your weapon still buried in its skull. 

Your heart was threatening to beat right out of your chest as you tried to catch your breath. The adrenaline and panic made the cold barely noticeable. Your eyes glanced down though to see blood pooling around your right foot. Wincing, you lifted it to see a large shard of glass shoved deep into the tissue there. That was disturbing evidence this was not some kind of fucked up dream.

“Fuck.” You muttered. The sentiment was interrupted by a howling screech. You spun in place to see a different clicker, just as grotesque and real as the first, lunging at you from behind. Your hands raised in defense as a gun was fired. The clicker’s head exploded in a spray of rotting tissue and clumps of fungus before collapsing a few feet in front of you. When you lifted your gaze, you spotted an older man equipped with a rifle that was now leveled at your own head as his eyebrows furrowed in an emotion that reminded you a lot of rage. At his side, one hand wrapped around his bicep was the girl from earlier. 

It took you a second to comprehend the image in front of you. The clickers. The young mouthy girl. The older angry man. This could not be possibly happening to you right now. “Hands up. Now.” The man grunted in a southern accent. He didn’t look quite like he did in the video game you watched Dean play for the last day and a half, but there was no denying who this had to be. Slowly, you lifted your hands with a grimace. “If you got any weapons, drop ‘em now.”

“Weapons?” The girl scoffed. “She’s in fucking PJs, Joel, where do you think she’s hiding a weapon?”

He hushed her in response and motioned for her to take a step behind him. Great. You had survived the apocalypse twice with the Winchesters, quite the feat considering the people who traveled with the boys had a bad habit of dying bloody, but this was how you were going to meet your end. Shot by a video game character. This was some kind of fucked up karma for laughing while watching Dean get his character mauled over and over.

“Hi there.” You blurted  with a sheepish smile and Joel stiffened. “I mean you guys no harm, so if you wanna lower the rifle⏤”

“What’re you doing here?” Joel demanded. The rifle did not lower an inch.

“Right.” You muttered then blew out a breath of hot air. “Uh, funny story.”

Joel did not look eager to hear said funny story and you had a bad feeling that once you explained what was happening to him he’d find the entire scenario even less amusing. Fuck.

#tlou #tlou fanfiction #the last of us #joel miller #supernatural #dean winchester #joel miller x you #joel miller x reader #dean winchester x you #dean winchester x reader insert #reader insert #female reader #2130 celebration!

[hxlyhoax]

Labyrinth

Steve Harrington x Reader

Pre - Season 3

warning(s): short mention of stancy , reader having some balls and asking Steve out on a date <33 , I think that’s it ? If I need to add more let me know!

@m-rae23

━━━━━ © hxlyhoax 2022 do not steal, post on third party sites or translate my work. I do not own the rights to Stranger Things or any of the canon characters mentioned.

He sighed, staring into space. For so long he believed he was in love with Nancy Wheeler, thought he’d never be able to get over her. Well, he was wrong, so totally wrong.

He had been majorly failing at getting dates, It was no secret he had lost his “King Steve” touch. He hated it. But, then you walked into the small ice cream parlor. He straightened up upon seeing you, eyes going wide. ‘You were new’ he thought to himself, not remembering the endless classes you both shared over the years.

“Steve?” you questioned, head tilted to the side. “Uh—”

“Yn.” you chuckled, shaking your head, not noticing the small smile that appeared on his face. “Right, Yn.” he pointed at you, then to himself, “Steve.”

“I know.” you giggled, staring at him, sharing the smile he wore. “Right… I’m sorry… What would you li—”

“Uh-Uh, give them the speech, Harrington.” Robin interpreted from the back room, standing behind the now open window. “Robin, please.” he muttered, “What speech ?” you smiled, placing your hands on the counter, raising an eyebrow.

He shook his head, blushing and looking down in embarrassment. Why was he like this with you? He couldn’t tell, but he knew for sure he didn’t want to give his usual saying when girls walked in.

“Awe, come on, Harrington.” you pouted, giving him puppy dog eyes. “I promise I won’t laugh.” you smiled, reaching your hand out for his. “Unless, it’s that embarrassing for you. Then, we can drop it.”

He slowly looked up at you, eyes holding something you couldn’t quite point out. “It wouldn’t work out, I saw you come in.”

“Would you like me to walk in again?” you chuckled, “You’re not letting this go are you?”

You just simply shrugged, slowly walking backwards, doing the shoulder shake he was know for. “I like them.” Robin whispered, looking at Steve, who only stared at her blankly.

You walked up to the counter again, tapping your fingers gently, while the boy in the sailor hat turned around, blushing, “Ahoy There! Didn’t see you there! Would you like to set sail on this ocean of flavor with me? I’ll be captain. Steve Harrington.” he coughed, looking around after he finished. “That was cute.”

“You think so?” Steve asked, eyes brightening up, smiling widely. “Yeah.” you smiled, “And i’d take (your favorite flavor, lmao)”

Steve smiled, grabbing a cone then scooping the flavor of ice cream you chose, handing it to you soon after. “It’s on me.” he shook his head as you reached for your money. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah.” he smiled, nodding, staring in your eyes, watching as squinted, tilting your head to the side. “Fine, but only one condition.”

The boy in front of you raised an eyebrow, “What’s this condition?” he questioned, barely noticing the group of kids walking in.

“We go on a date.”

Max’s mouth dropped, Lucas froze, Mike held a look of what could only be taken as astonishment, Will just kind of stood there not understanding the others reactions. 

“Oh- Uhm, Yeah. I’d love that.” Steve nodded, almost too fast. “When?”

“When do you get off?”

“Right now” Robin answered, jumping through the window. “N—”

“Right. Now.” Robin gave the older boy a look, making him nod again, looking back to you. “Right now.” he smiled, “Heard The Goonies was good” he bit his lip, looking behind you at the kids, then back to you. “So did I.” you chuckled, “I need to change” he pointed to back, “Give me five.”

“Take your time.” you chuckled, sitting down at one of the booths, barely over hearing Lucas mutter, “Dustin isn’t going to believe this.”

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #stranger things x reader #stranger things x you #hxlyhoax #hxlyhoax stranger things

[rafesproactiveprettygirl]

Chapter 1: A not so normal sunny day || “The Pogue Prince and Kook Princess” || Series ||

Warnings: Cussing, mentions of drugs, flirty jokes, bitchy main character, arguments, groping, cat calling, slut shaming, JJ is kinda a dick for this chapter, implied sex, drunk reader being taken advantage of? (i think that’s what you’d consider it?

Summary: A normal first day of summer, well mostly, it’s never a normal day with a pogue around.

A/N: This probably isn’t proof read lmao, so i’m sorry for any mistakes! Also i’d like to say that i’m sorry if this makes it seem like i hate pogues, i promise i don’t and i love the pogue to death. If I was in outerbanks i’d definitely be a pogue. enjoy! please ignore the fact i don’t know shit about boats🤞also i apologize for the fact i may spell pogue wrong like 500 times

Y/N/N = Your nick name

“So what are you going to wear?” Your best friend, Sarah asks from your bed. You jut your hip to the side resting your chin in your hand. “I’m not sure.” You respond back. “I want to wear something i’ll look hot in, but I also want to be comfortable.”

Sarah nodded in agreement. “A sundress?” She asked. You shook your head. “I wore a sundress yesterday.”

“Shorts and a tank?” You shook your head again. “Too basic.” Your friend giggled, “You could always add some jewelry.” You ignored her and scanned the closet again until you found a perfect thing. It was a white thin strapped crop top with a short flowy white mini skirt. “Perfect.” You smiled to yourself before heading towards the bathroom to change.

While in the bathroom you added some pearl earrings and a tight seashell necklace. You walked out and spotted your white tennis shoes by the door and slipped them on. You put your hair in a way that would stay out of your face but some of your baby hairs stuck out, you pushed them behind your ears and turned to Sarah.

“Are you finally ready?” Sarah asked getting up and tucking her phone in her back pocket. You rolled your eyes with a small smile. “Yes Sarah I’m ready, now come on. You grab the blankets and pillows and i’ll grab the basket.” Sarah nodded as you headed downstairs. You saw Topper and Rafe watching some basketball game as you went to the kitchen to grab the picnic basket off your marble counter when Rafe noticed you, he eyed you as Sarah walked over.

“You two going somewhere?” He asked, throwing his arm around the back of the couch, man spread. You turned to face him and dryly replied, “We’re going on an adventure.” While waving the picnic basket in the air. Rafe chuckled at your sarcasm and you smirked. “You better come give me a kiss before you leave.”

You handed Sarah the basket as she went to put the supplies in the back of your jeep. You walked over to Rafe and stood between his legs. You rest your hands on his thighs as you leaned forward to give him a kiss. One hand gripped your waist and the other held your throat, bringing you closer to him. He gave you an opened mouth kiss as the hand on your waist moved to squeeze your ass which caused you to giggle.

“Dude can you stop groping my sister right in front of me?” Topper groaned in disgust. “And Y/N can you move? You’re in the way of the game.” You turned to stick your tongue out at your bother before kissing Rafe one last time. He gave your ass a light tap, “Don’t be gone for too long.”

“You know I won’t. You can’t stand not having me around.” You teased. “Damn right, that ass is to sweet to be away from me for so long.” You smirked once more before waving to Topper and heading outside to see Sarah smiling down at her phone. You hoped in the car and peered over the console to look at her phone. She quickly leaned it away and gave you a warning look.

“What are you doing?” You asked as you buckled up and started the car. “Sexting Top?” He face grew red. “What? No! Y/N!” She said embarrassed. You laughed. “Chill out Sarah, i’m just fucking with you.” She rolled her eyes and connected her phone to the speaker of the car and started playing “Afterglow” By Taylor Swift. That was both of you guys favorite singer at the moment.

Sarah sung softly as you tapped along to the beat. You drove around the figure eight and pulled up to the docks where Sarah’s family boat was sitting. You both stepped out, letting the car door slam behind you, letting everyone know you were there. You heard Sarah’s giggle and turned to face her, she was looking in the distance at something but you chose to ignore it.

You and Sarah both went to the back of the car and grabbed your supplies before stepping onto the wooden dock. You heard Sarah’s flip flops snapping against the wood from behind you. You were approaching the boat when you heard a loud whistle from behind you. You felt anger bubble within you immediately knowing who it was.

You dropped the stuff down, completely ignoring the cat calls and grabbing the blankets from Sarah as she boarded the ship.

“Going for a swim ladies?” JJ fucking Maybank.

You turned to glare at the blond and his brunette friend. “Does it look like it?” You asked, referring to the stuff on the ground. JJ shrugged. “I don’t know, I assumed what you were wearing was a bathing suit. But now I see it’s just another one of your slutty outfits.”

You felt your face heat up at the insult. “Yeah well at least I have enough money to buy this slutty outfit. This probably costs more than that shitting boat you own.” You snapped back, venom in your voice. You turned, clearly done with the conversation, but JJ wasn’t.

He threw his hands up in defense. “Sorry Princess, didn’t mean to strike a nerve. Don’t get your panties in twist.” You rolled your eyes with a grimace and handed Sarah the blankets and pillows. JJ continued, “I don’t know why you spend that much on clothes. You know Rafe will just tear them right off anyways.”

You spin around and pointed a finger at him. “Don’t, talk about Rafe like that.” You knew it was true, which is why you got so defensive. But you didn’t need everyone in the island to know that. “And don’t call me Princess.” You huffed, turning to face Sarah. She took the basket and placed it on the deck as well. She reached out for your hand, you took it and she pulled you up onto the boat. You felt your skirt rising up from the wind and pulled it down, the furthest it would go was to your mid thigh, and you suddenly wished you’d picked out a different outfit.

“What’s wrong? Don’t feel like flashing anyone today? That’s new.” You knew JJ wouldn’t actually be looking at your ass, no, as much as you hate each other he’d never do that, he’s too much of a gentleman.

You gave him the finger. “Fuck off Maybank.” He chuckled and finally nodded for him and John B to leave. They walked away cackling and you’ve never felt more humiliated. “Hey,” You felt Sarah say as she placed a soft hand on your shoulder. “I’m sure he was just messing with you, dont take it to heart.” You shrugged her off and grabbed the basket and she grabbed the blankets.

You two walked up to the chairs in the front of the boat and sat the stuff down. She set the blanket on the table to avoid the burn of the table, from the heat. You set the basket down and opened it up. You pulled out a couple sandwiches, fruit, celery sticks, ranch, and most importantly, wine.

“Where the hell did you get wine from?” Sarah asked with a laugh. You shrug, “Found it under my moms bathroom cabinet.”

“Why does she have bottles of wine just sitting in her bathroom?”

You shrug getting annoyed with all the personal questions. “Drink away the pain? I don’t know. Here.” You half joke handing her a glass before pouring your own. You both cheers before you start drinking, you practically chug yours as Sarah watches and takes slow sips of hers. “Jesus Y/N calm down, we’re supposed to be enjoying ourselves.” She laughs as you pour another.

“I am enjoying myself.” You reply downing the drink immediately. She shakes her head, smiling fading as you both sit down and eat. You take a celery stick and dipped it slightly in the ranch before chewing into it. You cringed at the loud crunch and cover your mouth as you chew.

Sarah enjoyed a sandwich as you made small talk.

“Aren’t you and your family going on a two week trip?” You ask Sarah. She nodded. “Yeah, not for a while though. Sometime in July.” She said with her mouth full. You nodded. “I wish I could take you with me. But my parents want it to be strictly family.”

You nodded. “I get it Sarah, don’t worry about it. I’ll just miss you.”

“Yeah but you’ll miss Rafe more.” She joked with a smirk. You chuckled slightly, shaking your head. You stared out into the ocean, your eye caught something white and moving swiftly along the water. You groaned and poured yourself another full glass of wine, immediately knowing you were going to be drunk for this.

“What is it?” Sarah asked leaning over to get a better look.

“The HMS Pogue.” You grumped drinking half the wine. “Okay Y/N really I know your upset but please be careful with the wine-“

“I’m fine Sarah. Nothing we haven’t done before.”

“I just don’t want a repeat of last time.”

“I’m fine.” You repeated before turning your head towards the water again at the sound of laughter. You see the four pogues, the 3 boys shirtless and Kiara in her bathing suit. Your eyes raked down her body and then over JJ’s. You watched as JJ did a front flip and how they all laughed as he landed in the water. Kiara followed after and her and JJ started having a splash fight. You turned away from the scene to see Sarah smiling in their direction.

You knew she was smiling at John B. It was no secret to you, she had to have the biggest crush on that boy. You see the way they look at each other but said nothing. You can never find it in yourself to be mad at her, even if she did like a pouge. Though you did feel slightly bad for Topper. But honestly he never treated Sarah right, and as his sister and Sarah’s best friend, you can say that.

You took another swig of your drink as you leaned back and closed your eyes, allowing the sun to tan your skin.

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A few hours had passed and multiple more drinks were in your system. You were completely wasted but convinced Sarah you were only a little tipsy. You felt dizzy and hungry. But your mind slipped as you noticed the sun setting. Sarah noticed this too and started packing everything up. She decided it was too much work to carry the supplies and you to the car so she shoved everything under that table and came over to you.

“Come on Y/N/N, it’s time to go inside.”

“Five more minutes.” You groaned. She shook her head and grabbed you, wrapping an arm around your waist and helped you stand. Your legs felt weak and your head was spinning. To you and Sarah’s surprise you were mostly able to walk by yourself. Sarah’s hand stayed around your waist as you stepped onto the dock, legs wobbling.

“Too much to drink?” You hear a voice call out. Your mind was too blurred to recognize the voice. You felt Sarah’s head shake as she told off the guy. “Come on Y/N, let’s get you inside.” She said as you two walked to the car. Once inside you sighed heavily and leaned against the seat, not feeling like buckling up. And before you knew it you were home.

“I’m assuming Rafe is staying in your room?” Sarah asked as you two got out of the car. You nodded and she insisted that her and Topper would sleep downstairs on the sofa to give you guys some privacy.

You got inside and went upstairs to your room. You walked inside just as Rafe was getting out of the shower, towel wrapped against his lower body. He looked so good. “Hey sweetheart,” Rafe smiled as you walked over to him. “How was-“ He was caught off by your lips smashing into his. Your kiss was hungry and needy, you could both feel it. His hands instinctively wrapped around your waist and yours went up to his hair and tugged, causing him to groan and pull back.

Your groaned and opened your eyes. “Woah, slow down there.” He laughed. “What’s gotten into you?” He examined your face and how sweaty you were, your hair sticking to your forehead. “Oh, your drunk.” He said matter-of-factly. “Rafe please.” You said pulling him towards you. “I need you right fucking now.”

Rate allowed the towel to fall off his waist and carried you to the bed.

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@ajaxisbae here’s the first part!

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[kiisaes]

Hey, i’d like to hear some of your bakudeku/katsudeku headcannons since i saw some and they’re so cute😭💞i love your art so much, it’s amazingg keep it up!!

ty !!! 🙏

I'll be honest I don't really have any headcanons off the top of my head. I have to think really hard about those I like but usually I can point at a preexisting one and go "haha yes I like this one" without thinking of it myself =v=

I think my biggest hc rn - and it's kind of controversial bc ik ppl have different opinions on it - is that deku is just flat out gay. like that's his sexuality, he only likes men. I used to hc him as bi and I campaigned pretty hard for it, and regarding fandom ships I still don't mind shipping him with girls. (tbh with fandom ships, I kind of just disregard a character's sexuality hc entirely bc I'm a multishipper who thinks crack ships are fucking great.)

but vibe wise, as well as putting canon into perspective, he just feels so gay to me. he screams comphet. he's got some vague internalized homophobia where he's totally supportive if u're gay, but HE'S not gay. and there's no way he can be even though he very well could be. like just think about it. he was really only so shy and nervous around girls bc he's literally never interacted with one casually before high school. and after he got close to 1A and could, you know, talk to women, he lost any deeper attraction in them. literally what happened with him and ochako. that's just how I feel anyway, but he won't admit his natural drift towards men (bkg) and his emotional hangups on men (bkg). he hangs out with men (bkg) way too much for him to have any serious interest in women imo

anyway this is just my take, you can hc deku as whatever sexuality you want!!! I still think bi deku has so much flavor like yass be the disaster bi u were meant to be!!! but gay deku just speaks more to me nowadays, I guess

ok upon thinking long and hard, I have come up with these silly hcs as well:

they are both bad at verbalizing their feelings. dk is overall horrible with emotions that pertain to himself so he just doesn't dwell on his very obvious crush on bkg. he just thinks that it's normal to be obsessed with another man. like lol hes been doing it since he was a baby. it's not anything more. he is NOT gay. straight men can appreciate everything about another man and more! just bestie things! and bkg has accepted in his heart that he is gay for dk but u are NOT going to hear him say it. sorry but that man does not know how to even start a convo about this. he'd probably want to, but knows he'd fuck it up and dk would miss the point. he'd probably just tell dk to fight him and then make out somewhere down the line bc it's easier and less embarrassing to him. little does he know, HE'S embarrassing and I hate him.

so u know the whole "bkg is an early bird and dk is a night owl" hc? and how it's technically canonically wrong? yeah. I'm obsessed with how wrong it is. bkg going to bed early and waking up late is so real of him. he just really fucking loves to sleep, and dk is the exact opposite. man goes to bed late and wakes up at 5 in the morning. he gets like 3 hours of sleep maximum and he's functioning perfectly. god I wish I were him

that one adhd vs autism meme but it's bkdk. u get to choose which ones which. maybe they're both

dk has dimples, one on each cheek! maybe bkg has one too. who knows

this is one I just thought of right now but it's like. part of the fandom bible that bkg can cook and dk cannot. however. I think dk can cook ok - fine enough to sustain himself - but bake REALLY WELL. bkg can cook bc he's "a natural" who can easily figure out exactly how to cook and spice foods. he doesnt need to follow a recipe to a T, he can just figure it out himself. dk can bake bc I'd imagine baking, with their meticulous recipe requirements, are easier to comprehend for him. he takes a shitton of notes on the daily, u can't tell me he'll eagerly read and jot down shit so his pastries turn out well. he'd prefer following step by step than winging it. does this make sense. words are hard

I always like drawing bkdk pretty close in height. ik lots of bkdks like a height difference but I prefer when rivals are pretty equal, and that includes how tall they are

dk's hands are coarser than bkg's, except around the palms, where bkg canonically has thick skin (so I'd assume there's some callouses there)

I like to think that bkg is good at basically anything, considering how he's a perfectionist. give him something to do and one week to do it, and he'll have a new skill under his belt. but there's a few things he can't do that trip him up so bad and make him so angry. like to me he definitely doesn't know how to whistle or roll his Rs. he just physically cannot. they're such pointless abilities but he hates how he can't do them. especially bc dk can definitely do both

dk keeps calling bkg "kacchan" bc it reminds him of a simpler time :') it makes him feel more connected to bkg than he initially is, and tacitly tells the class that he knows bkg best. also bc bkg never told him to stop so like ... why should he stop now. lol. and ALSO bc he's waiting to see how far he can go before bkg snaps. little does he know, bkg never snaps about "kacchan" bc that's dk's name for him. it reminds him that dk is always there, always calling out for him. and recently, it's a reassurance that he's still here, against all odds

ending this list with a classic but dk's favorite food is katsudon bc it reminds him of kacchan's name (KATSUdon vs KATSUki)

hope this is a good enough hc list anon!

#asks for becki #there are probably some really obvious ones im missing #bakudeku #bkdk #becki rambles about stuff

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Catch and Release

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam

Summary: AU where Jason doesn't die in the explosion and he and Tim end up attending the same high school months later.

Chapters: 13/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Sebastian Ives, Jack Drake, Janet Drake

Relationships: TBA

Additional Tag: Jason Todd Lives, Jason Todd-centric, POV Jason Todd, POV First Person, Tim Drake Has Issues, Tim Drake Has Issues, Tim Drake is Not Robin, Jason Todd is Not Robin (Anymore), Bruce Wayne Needs a Hug, Alfred Pennyworth is the Best, Alfred Pennyworth Knows, Stalker Tim Drake, Jason Todd Has Chronic Pain, Jason Todd Has PTSD, Angst with a Happy Ending, Unlikely Friends, Injury Recovery, Emotional Baggage, Rage, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Communicating

Chapter Thirteen: Outburst

Tim’s parents had to leave early one afternoon before dinner. I’d grown attached to Tim’s mom and dad. Especially Janet… And I knew why. I sat in the living room with Tim while he ate popcorn. “Tell them to stay,” I whispered.

Tim looked at me like I had two heads. “Why would I do that? They’ve been planning the Zanzibar trip for months. We’re here by ourselves all the time,” Tim replied. I shrugged, swallowing hard as I tried to seem like a normal human being. “Popcorn. Eat. Movie. Watch.”

Janet passed by my side of the couch, and I made eye contact with her. It was stupid and desperate and-. I cried. Tim was appalled, Janet was bewildered, and Mr. Drake was-. Well, he was uncomfortable. “Jason, what’s wrong?” Janet asked. She kneeled beside me and touched my face.

As soon as I started crying, I realized it was wrong. “Nothing… I’m sorry,” I replied, “I’m sorry. I just-. It’s dumb.”

“So dumb,” Tim muttered as he shoved the popcorn bowl in my arms. He stormed out of the room, and Janet felt split between us, so I wiped my tears away and made it easy for her. I stood up and chased Tim.

“Tim, I’m sorry,” I whimpered. He rushed upstairs, and I limped upstairs after him. “Tim, wait-.”

“What’s your deal? They’re my parents,” Tim whispered. He had every right to be angry with me.

“I said I was sorry. Tim, it was a stupid reflex,” I whispered, “I didn’t realize how much I miss my mom… I looked at your mom, and it-. Tim, I didn’t mean anything by it.”

Tim crossed his arms, but his expression softened. His eyes scanned me as he sighed. “Jason, you’re not my friend… You’re my brother, and I’m being selfish,” Tim mumbled, “There’s no reason why we can’t share parents.”

I rubbed my neck, still embarrassed by my outburst. “Tim, you don’t have to pretend you’re okay with-.”

“Jason, we’ve shared a bed. I know all your secrets. You know all mine… We spend every moment of every day together, and I have never been happier. I think-. My parents are hardly ever around, and it hurts. It’s gonna hurt a lot until you stop caring,” Tim explained, “I don’t want you to like my parents because I don’t want you to get your hopes up. You want a mom and dad that stay home and support you and have nice family dinners-. I hate that it’s not that way… But it’ll never be. Look downstairs. They’re gone because they couldn’t be late for their flight.”

I frowned. He was right. I got caught up in the delusion that they could be more than what they were. “I’m glad you don’t hate me… Can we finish the movie?” I asked. Tim nodded. The maid went to bed, and Tim pulled out his laptop.

He’d been itching to return to our plan despite me telling him parts of what was going on. “Jason, when are we gonna go through with the plan?” Tim questioned.

“Halloween… Or New Year’s… We’ve gotta wait for a time when people are extra weird because it’s harder for him to sift through the actual threats and the costumed partygoers,” I explained, “So, while everyone’s having the time of their life… We’ll show him that a couple of teenagers can do his job as well as he can.” Tim grinned.

“What were you gonna make for dinner?” Tim asked.

“I don’t know… Maybe quesadillas. Why?” I questioned.

Tim shrugged. He took the popcorn bowl from me and stared at the TV. “Last night… After you went to bed, I sat with my mom in her office. She told me she was worried I wasn’t happy. Mom was right… I hadn’t been happy. I was sort of-. I dunno… I was alive, but I wasn’t living. I have friends and stuff, but they don’t get me like you do. This is the happiest I’ve been since I was a little kid,” Tim confessed. I hugged my knees and nodded. “I don’t want to be alone anymore. So, I hope that after the plan’s over, and-.”

“Brothers, Tim. We’re brothers. This isn’t some group project where we part ways at the end. I promise,” I reassured him. Family was everything. He fell asleep after the movie ended. His arms lay limp at his sides while the popcorn bowl sat empty on his lap. I chuckled at his loosened jaw and open mouth.

*

Janet and Mr. Drake wouldn’t be back for at least three weeks. We finished Tim’s Robin costume by then, perfectly recreating my old one. That’s when we received a postcard. Tim tossed it in a box filled with other postcards. Our school closed for a few days for building maintenance… Which left us some time to goof around at the mall. We got milkshakes the size of our heads and walked through half the stores on the second level. It almost felt normal until I saw Bruce. “Tim, let’s go downstairs-.”

“Jason, it’s nice to see-.”

“It’s not nice for me,” I interrupted. Tim couldn’t look up from his drink.

“Well, I-. Don’t I have a right to know what you’ve been up to?” Bruce questioned.

“I’m gonna take Tim out of town,” I answered, “We’re killing time.”

“Overnight trip?” Bruce asked.

“Uh-huh… You want to hug me, don’t you?” I asked. Bruce nodded. I embraced him because I wanted to. I wrapped my arms around him and pressed my face into his chest. He smelled like fresh pine. Bruce rested his chin on top of my head. “I’m not coming home.”

Bruce didn’t immediately let go. “I know… Thanks for humoring me,” Bruce whispered.

“I’m not humoring you… I’m only hugging you because I miss you,” I confessed. It didn’t mean I forgave Bruce.

Bruce let go. “Go have fun,” Bruce whispered. He patted me on the shoulder as he left the store.

“What was that?” Tim asked.

I playfully knocked into Tim. “It’s complicated… Let’s get going. I wanna get a ferry out of here before it gets dark,” I whispered. Tim smiled as he followed me to the food court to get another milkshake, and we left the mall.

Tim shivered involuntarily. “I think these things have caffeine,” Tim laughed as the autumn breeze hit us. I snorted.

“Of course it does,” I chuckled. Tim and I walked to the train, and I sighed. “I’m not mad at him anymore… I’m not going home on principle.”

“What’s the principle?” Tim asked.

“The plan… And Bruce still hasn’t changed his mind about me,” I explained, “He’s wrong.”

Before Tim could reply, some guy pressed his pointer fingers to the back of our spines. “Oww!” I shrieked as I dropped to my knees. Everyone at the stop stared as I curled into a ball and pretended to be in excruciating pain. It wasn’t hard to sell it. I’d been there. The guy ran off, and Tim helped me up.

“Jeez, are you-? You were faking, weren’t you?” Tim half-smiled. I nodded as I dusted my clothes off.

“We’re lucky the train’s coming because we would’ve had to fight him… And that would’ve raised questions,” I whispered, “Besides, we wanna get to the ferry before it gets too dark.”

#Jason Todd #Bruce Wayne #Alfred Pennyworth #Tim Drake #Dick Grayson #Barbara Gordon #Sebastian Ives #Jack Drake #Janet Drake #Jason Todd Lives #Jason Todd-centric #POV Jason Todd #POV First Person #Tim Drake is Not Robin #Jason Todd is Not Robin (Anymore) #Bruce Wayne Needs a Hug #Jason Todd Has Chronic Pain #Jason Todd Has PTSD #Angst with a Happy Ending #Unlikely Friends #fic #batfam #catch and release fic

[spideyzgirl]

Tom x Actor!Reader where she's very nervous rehearsal lines with Tom and he thinks it's cause it's her first big role in a movie, but it's just cause it's him? Finally, she gets a good reading but in the end she calls Tom "Peter" instead of his character's name? I think that would be a funny thing lol

bundle of nerves

A/N: i changed it just a bit, but i think it did okay. thank you for requesting, i hope you enjoy :)

pairing: tom holland x actress!reader

warnings: fluff, that’s it- if i missed something lmk pls :)

wc: 682

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walking on to set, you could already feel your nerves starting to set in. within a few minutes, you’d be standing right in front of the tom holland. the man who had been your celebrity crush since as long as you could remember.

he was really the reason you decided to get into acting. you and your friend always joked about you becoming an actor to meet him, but it turns out you were actually pretty good at it. so you decided to stick with acting, and now here you are, killing two birds with one stone.

“hi.” a voice greeted you.

you turned your head and nearly choked on your own spit. you didn’t even realize you just walked right by tom. “are… are you saying h-hi to me?” you spoke meekly.

“yeah, you’re my scene partner. y/n, right?” he smiled at you politely, already guessing you were nervous.

tom holland just said your name. 15 year old you would be screaming right now. “yes! i mean- yes. that’s me. that’s my name.” you smiled, but inside you were scolding yourself for being so jittery.

“oh boy, you’re extremely nervous, aren’t you?”

“how could you tell?” you nearly whispered. how could he tell? as if you couldn’t make it more obvious.

“your hands are trembling like hell, darling.” he took your hands, engulfing them in his warm ones, causing goosebumps to swarm your arms. “i know the first day can be very overwhelming, but as soon as you get the hang of it, it’ll all come naturally to you, i promise.” he gives you that endearing smile again, making butterflies erupt in your stomach.

wow, he’s so cute when he’s wrong.

“oh, it’s not- it’s not my first time acting or anything. it’s just… you?” you smiled.

“me? i’m making you nervous?” he sounded almost shocked, as if he didn’t know his status.

“yeah, i’m just a really big fan. i have been since forever. and we’re still holding hands so, there’s that.”

“oh, i’m sorry,” he laughed, finally dropping your hands. you wanted to protest, maybe even throw a tantrum like a child. “hey, how about we go and grab something to eat together? i’d hate to be the cause of your nerves, and i want you to be as comfortable as possible around me.” he smiled again, it was like he was trying to turn you into a puddle.

“i’d love to, but wouldn’t we get in trouble?”

“nah, they won’t care if we’re a few minutes behind. besides, i think you’re worth the trouble.” he winks at you, and it takes everything in you to not die on the spot.

“okay then, we should probably go then, right?”

“we should. after you, darling.”

*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*

you got back an hour later, which was longer than what tom had promised, but you didn’t mind. you were, like he said, a lot more relaxed than before, and you felt confidently that you could rehearse your lines with him without totally screwing it up.

and you did. you got through your lines effortlessly, and somehow managed to not embarrass yourself in front of him. you were definitely going to pat yourself on the back for this later.

“see, what’d i tell you? our little date did just the trick.” he playfully pushed your shoulder.

“date?” you spoke, biting back a smile.

“oh shit. not date. i meant something else. and when i find out what that something else is, i’ll let you know.” you noticed the blush on his face when he looked away from you.

“we’re just a pair of nervous dummies, huh?” you smiled. “maybe we need to go on another date to fix it, peter.” your eyes instantly widened when you noticed your mistake. how smooth. you knew your good rehearsal was too good to be true anyway.

“pretend that didn’t happen. just pretend i said your name.”

“you got it, mj.” he smirked at you while wrapping his arm around your shoulders. you rolled your eyes as you let him take you on another date.

#tom holland fanfiction #tom holland fic #tom holland fluff #tom holland imagine #tom holland x reader #tom holland one shot #tom holland x you #tom holland #tom holland x fem #tom holland x y/n #tom holland x actress!reader

[altschmerzes]

Submitting a formal request for anything 2 Aces when you want to share :) :)

i will positively leap upon the opportunity

from loneliness into loneliness, my queerplatonic jamie + dani fic, a part of the scene that's the first time they sleep in dani's bed together. picks up right after jamie's offered to stay with him, in the hopes of keeping him from rolling onto his injured shoulder. this sequence is me like. we are going to lean HARD into This Is About Longing, About Pining (Platonic) For Someone.

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Dani’s eyes widen as he processes the words and Jamie is briefly and intensely convinced that he’s just fucked up on an enormous level. He’s about to backpedal, beat a swift retreat from the room and possibly leave the house entirely, but before he can so much as grab his crutches, Dani is responding.

“You’d do that for me?” The corners of his warm, dark eyes crinkle softly, his head tipping slowly to the other direction. There’s something fond and a little awed in his expression, and Jamie can’t bear to look at it for long.

He shrugs one shoulder and looks down.

“I mean, yeah, it’s… ‘Course I would.” Jamie feels a little bad, maybe more than a little guilty, because this isn’t exactly the generous offer that Dani seems to think it is. It’s more like he’s asking for something for himself and making it sound like he was doing Dani a favour, which is probably even more selfish than just asking for something in the first place. Like- It is for Dani, right, Jamie really does want to keep him from rolling onto his bad shoulder if he can, but…

Just the hallway. That’s all the space that had separated them, two rooms across a hallway, and it had felt like they were worlds away. Jamie had closed his eyes and imagined it: how it would feel to slip out of bed and across the hall, get under the covers next to Dani and sleep there instead. He’d been embarrassed of himself immediately, but what nobody knew he was thinking about couldn’t hurt anyone, and so he’d imagined it until he could practically feel the warmth of another body beside his. And now here, sitting on Dani’s bed, so close to what he’d been imagining that his skin seems to ache at the thought… Jamie is a good liar, but even he ain’t a good enough liar to convince himself the offer is all or even almost all for Dani’s sake.

The chance to sleep next to someone that he’s close to, sleep holding someone that he’s close to? Jamie has to take any opportunity he might get to do that. The last time he had been consistently able to, he had been dating Keeley. There hasn’t been anyone since her, not beyond a fling for a night or two, and not even that for a while.

“I mean, I think that, if it’s… you know, if you think it’d help, yeah. Course I’d do that.” Jamie takes a deep breath, shrugs that same shoulder again, and makes himself say at least a little bit of the truth. “It’s nice. To- You know. It’s nice.”

“I understand, Dani says, nodding like he really does. “I don’t like sleeping alone.” He says it so directly, like there isn’t nothing wrong with it, and when Jamie hears it in Dani’s voice it’s hard to believe it’s any kind of character flaw like it seems when he feels it in himself. Dani laughs in a brief, humourless huff of breath. “I mean, I do not really like being alone at all, and lately… Lately I have been alone very often. So yes, if you want to, I would very much like it if you slept here with me.”

The touch of a hand reaching out and grabbing his makes Jamie look up, meet Dani’s eyes. Dani’s fingers tighten in a brief squeeze.

“I think it would help in more ways than one,” Dani says, and Jamie nods.

“Yeah,” he mumbles. “Think it would, yeah.” It’s the closest he can get to admitting to the ache in his skin, the way he’s hated sleeping in the guest room because it was so close but so far away from where Dani was sleeping, just across the hall.

#gav gab #gav answers #jamietarttdodododododo #i hope i got the right number of 'do's there sldkjfs #writing liveblog #fic: loneliness into loneliness #this fic is. beloved to me. #this whole sequence is so beyond self-indulgent but like. why not honestly #what follows is like #2k of painstaking detail on them settling into bed and cuddling #and i love it.

[helpallthenamesaretakenblog]

EPISODE 5……..🥺

Right off the bat, i love the idea of percy’s forehead peeking out of the water, like the mysterious mermaid he is

Annabeth was the best part of the episode as always

Thought they were gonna talk more about thalia percy parallels grover just looked a lil tad distressed and that was it but whatever

Percy and his lil ‘hi’s will never stop being funny

the usual “i thought annabeth was gonna punch me but she was actually nice to me guys who would’ve thought someone would be happy to see me” narrative still shining through WITH THE HUG PLS CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW SWEET THE HUG WAS

grover’s so confused like “literally an hour ago you guys hated each other….am i missing out on some plot point”

dude was ‘looking for new tickets in the st. Louis arch as if they were going to be on the floor lying somewhere💀

Percy’s face when he addresses grover after the hug, he’s so proud someone actually hugged him 🥹his face is just like “hey grover look SHE’S HUGGING ME🥺”

Can I just say the writing for percy is perfect

like he’s so 50% there like he’s so good at communicating and asking what’s wrong and trying to understand the other person’s feelings (sally jackson’s son for you) but at the same time he has NEVER had a friend before so he ends up embarrassing himself 😂😭

”im pretty sure that’s what friends do” “….at least i think that’s what they do” pls 😭

grover’s face too help you’re already tired of being third wheel???oh honey this is THE FIRST HALF OF THE FIRST BOOK get comfortable

not their lil heads popping out and going back in. Peak comedy right there

Seriously adam did reallyyyyyy good as ares. Theres no one else i can imagine anymore as ares. The delicateness of his ‘good mood’ as if it is gonna break any second, the rage and fury but at the same time being extremely funny???

the diner looks so cosy it’s so cute

was kinda missing some percy rage in this but it comes out at the last so its fine

The real reason for grover to be so okay staying back is not the strategy of getting answers out of ares but because of how tired he was of taking care of annabeth and percy.

I feel like they should be showing luke more (later on they will, i have faith) im already forgetting about him it wont hit as hard if i dont remember him

Percy “ive not seen many movies since im broke” jackson x annabeth “ive never seen a movie since i live in a magical camp” chase

but the fact that annabeth’s never seen a movie kinda erases the fact that later on in hoo, annabeth talks about watching cheesy old romance movies with her father which kinda contributes to their dynamic but

the fact that percy would probably be the first one to take her to the movies makes me not care

honestly tho IM REALLY REALLY HOPING THAT THEIR FIRST MOVIE WONT BE THE ONE AT THE START OF BOTL I’d rage as much as annabeth when i see percy with rachel (not that im a rachel hater, im a circumstances hater)

grover is such a good therapist, like he is THE EMPATH. He tripped the god of war into talking about his life this is a grover appreciation post

annabeth zoning out with fascination at the mechanics and also i love the “percy being done with annabeth” representation

i cant see anything so nothing to say here

SEAWEED BRAIN THIS IS A HISTORICAL MOMENT IN PJOTV HISTORY THE FIRST SEAWEED-

grover manipulating ares through his emotions>>>>>

also ares roasting athena

Percy sacrificing himself AGAIN like the depressed kid he is

annabeth immediately reassuring percy that she would save his mom the character developmentttttttt from being inconsiderate about percy losing his mom to promising that she would save the lady EVEN THOUGH SHE BARELY KNEW HER

This is giving me too many feelings guys the lady she’s promising to save is the lady who will be the best mother figure who will singlehandedly heal her mommy issues AND BECOME HER MOTHER IN LAW

“Its warm” i thought this was gonna be the last thing he says before whatever was gonna happen to him so i was like lol famous last words

but fr tho the intenseness of annabeth crying for percy to GET UP and percy’s just fading out of the world trying not to cry trying to reassure annabeth that he’s okay IN WHAT WOULD BE HIS LAST FEW WORDS, literally everything he does is for someone else even in his dying moments its just magelhi”gdsjihoawerhoudfjls

especially with the “im not…..” [okay] lol we have always known that percy, it aint a big surprise

i got to applaud leah for how she portrayed annabeth’s brain chemistry altering every minute with percy and how that influenced her speech with hephaestus

i cant believe thats leo’s dad hes giving santa claus i do like him tho

Now that i think about it the percabeth hug should have been after percy comes back to life not after the louis arch scene since they were just starting to have two minutes of chemistry there and have the “you dont have to feel bad about the hug” in the zebra truck scene

percy trying to intimidate ares lolllll walker scobell did his best to make it look real tho so good for him for not representing it as it was; a lil 12 year old child threatening a wrestler looking god of war

”Thanks for the emotional abuse and the cheeseburgers” will forever be in the cinema hall of fame

i feel like grover either is going to say the wrong person or he’s going to figure out it’s luke but something’s going to stop him from saying it out loud

or he’ll say it which causes some angst amongst the team who dont trust him cuz both annabeth and percy worship luke like there’s no tomorrow

RAINBOW?? OHH THEYRE GONNA IRIS MESSAGE LUKE??

LIN MANUEL MIRANDA

#I love that they’re making pjotv a character centred story if that makes sense #Like this story is not about the lightning thief and the gods and stuff #Its about a trio of traumatised kids who find solace in each other and find their worth in the world they’re living in #percabeth #percy jackson #pjo fandom #rick riordan #annabeth chase #heroes of olympus #pjo #pjo tv series #pjo tv show #percy jackon and the olympians #grover pjo #grover underwood #percy and grover #the lightning thief #annabeth #percy #pjo spoilers #aryan simhadri #walker scobell #leah sava jeffries #leah is my annabeth #lin manuel miranda #tag for me to see later on

[cyxnidx]

PLAY FIGHTING

characters: tartaglia , tighnari

summary: play fighting with them <3

warnings: ajaxs’ a bit suggestive.. :) // mention of a knife (ajax) //

a/n: i was playfightin w my partner when i thought of this.

!! AJAX loved play fighting with you, don’t get him wrong. the thrill always got him started, not to mention how you didn’t mind getting roughed up or playing dirty. however, there were a few moments where he simply couldn’t tell whether you were playing dirty or wanted get dirty. it wasn’t to say he was against either, but he could only take but so much of the biting, yelps that sounded a bit too similar, groans, whispers of his name, slight curses and the slight touches that almost seemed like you were teasing him, until he couldn’t take it anymore. he couldn’t help but feel his dick twitch in his trousers when your hand slightly brushed his pants as you slid between his legs to get from his grasp. knife to his throat, you whispered in his ear. “checkmate.” he couldn’t help but feel shivers go down his spine, heavy breathing coming from the both of you. chuckling slightly, he threw his head back to rest on your chest. “you do things to me, y’know?”

!! TIGHNARI couldn’t help but burst out in laughter as you tackled him out in the forest, arms around his waist as you both hit the ground. flipping one another over and tussling on the ground, you smirked down at him with a ‘gotcha’ in the most confident voice you could muster. however, you were flipped over once again by the man under you, wrists being held against the ground just above your head. “now, do tell me,” he began. “who has who?” smirking, you still wiggled around under him whilst trying to get out of his grip. kicking constantly while trying to move your arms — you could tell you’d get the reaction you’d want soon. the thing you loved about tighnari was that he never acted impulsively, but rather, controlled. knowing him, he’s probably already figured out your little plan, loving to try and get him out of character in any way there was. “now, now.” he began, eyes darkening as he leaned to whisper in your ear. “i’d hate to have to embarrass you..calm down a bit, hm?”

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