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where our demons hide {dark!steve rogers x fem!reader} part 3

where our demons hide {dark!steve rogers x fem!reader} part 3

status — ongoing series

warnings —  non-con, oral sex (receiving),  name-calling, swearing, porn with a bit of plot, dark!steve rogers, penetrative sex, mentions of birth control pills n plan b, somnophilia, hints of stalking, car sex, dry humping, hints of being drugged

word count — 3,181 words

a/n — u can read this as a standalone but if you want, you can read the first & second part. my askbox is open if you guys wanna talk, rant, or if u have questions abt this fic or my other fics. feedback is very much appreciated! have a great day and stay safe guys :>

masterlist

part one — tony stark

part two — sam wilson

Popping open the hood of her car, Y/N maneuvered from behind the wheel and in front of the car. Lifting the hood and propping it open with the hood prop, she tried to check what was wrong with the engine. To her knowledge, there was no issue with the car’s battery, and that the spark plugs looked intact, while there was no damage in her air filter.

Just as she was to open the radiator cap, Y/N heard heavy footsteps coming closer, peering over her shoulder, she was able to make out that it was Captain Rogers himself who seemed to be approaching her while carrying a bottled water with him. “Everything alright here?” he wondered as Steve stood a few metres away from her.

Placing one of her hands on the radiator cap, the other gestured to her car, “Not really, no. Car decided not to start so I’m left to wonder what’s wrong with it, Captain.” Steve nodded in understanding, “Want me to take a look at it? Pretty girls like you in that dress shouldn’t sweat these kinds of things, you know?”

Y/N chuckled nervously, surprised by the compliment but figured that being the gentleman that he was, Steve Rogers would offer to take a look at her car, she decided that she did not want to seem like a know-it-all or snobby, so she took up his offer, “Uh, that would be great, yeah. I’m not really knowledgeable with cars, so,” she trailed off weakly.

He smiled warmly at her, handing the bottled water, “You mind holding this for me? You can even have it if you want,” he offered, and the gleam in his eyes looked as if he really was concerned for her well-being. Nodding, Y/N took the bottled water — and in that moment did she only realize how thirsty she really was and so she twisted the cap, weirdly with ease and no hassle just like how one would usually struggle in opening a bottled water, and took a big gulp of it.

Wiping her mouth of the residual water with the back of her hand, she thanked Steve for his efforts, “Thank you for the water, by the way,” she began and she noticed how his smile widened and she was far too concerned with her car’s conditions to catch the hint of darkness behind that smile of his, “Any luck figuring out what’s wrong with it yet?”

She did not want to seem impatient or doubtful with his ability to figure out  what was wrong with her car. No, she just was eager to go home and take a bubble bath while sipping on some wine. It had been a stressful two weeks for her, not only in terms of her work. But also of the two other events that involved two of the Avengers. There was a part of her that was debating whether she should file a harassment complaint since they both had made moves to her and refused to listen to her pleas. While there was also this part of her that was extremely satisfied and pleased with the events — for they both had given her unimaginable pleasure.

Lost in her thoughts, she missed how Steve had already checked on the transmission oil, windshield washer fluid, and brake fluid — for he was now lowering the hood prop and closing the hood. “It seems like there’s something wrong with the transmission oil and there’s a leak in the container of the brake fluid.” Y/N frowned, in confusion and disappointment, the past few times she’d use her car she failed to notice that there was something wrong or leaking with her car. But then it also meant that she would have to spend thousands on repairing it and now she had to take a cab home which would delay her relaxation plans.

With a sigh, she thanked him, “Well that’s a bummer, but thank you Captain. At least I know what to say to the mechanic when he takes a look at it,” Steve wiped his hands on his grey shirt, “It was nothing, just wished I could be of more help to you. Plus, call me Steve, it’s not like we’re complete strangers, yeah?”

Y/N was grabbing her shoulder bag and laptop bag that was placed on the front passenger side as Steve replied so she missed the light and dark smirk he had when saying the last part. Shutting and locking the car, “You were a big help, Ca-Steve, thank you, really. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll now be calling a cab.”

Upon saying how she decided to go home, Steve looked at her as if he had a bright idea, “What about I drive you home? It’s not like I have anything big planned tonight anyway,” he suggested to her. She looked up at him bewildered, she knew that Steve was kind and thoughtful, but she doubted she was someone important enough for him to go the extra mile. “If you’re sure it won’t be a big hassle to yeah,” before she could even finish the sentence, the Avenger was already grabbing her hand and leading her to where his car was parked.

“You seem very much eager huh?” she chuckled, trying to hide her nervousness. Steve looked at her and smiled, “Just need to get away from the compound, you know? Had a tough meeting earlier with Stark so needed to let off steam,” he explained.

At the mention of the hero, she silenced herself since memories of the time she spent with him resurfaced; while there was also a part of her that was curious about what they had talked about. Steve opened the door for her once they reached his car — she was also surprised with how there was only a short distance they had to walk to reach his car, but in her exhausted state, she was thankful for that. After closing the passenger door for her, Steve quickly jogged over to the driver’s side. “Uh I live at 300 40th avenue,” Y/N spoke up as he turned on the engine. As Steve began driving, he smirked as he mumbled something the head of research could not quite catch, “What did you say?” A shake of his blonde hair was the only response she got, before she could further inquire, there was a ringtone that surprised them both.

Muttering a string of apologies, Y/N grabbed for her phone and read the reminder she had set out to remind her to take her birth control pills. She decided that it would be better for her to take these pills instead of always buying Plan B every time she’s had sex. Fumbling, she looked for the pill case she placed on her bag, “Everything alright, Y/N?” Steve wondered and looked at her when they were stopped at an intersection by the stoplight.

She nodded, showing him the pill case she had found, “Just need to drink these, thanks once again for the bottled water,” putting the car back on drive, Steve could only smile to himself and say how it was nothing big. From his peripheral vision, he could see how she swallowed the pill and washed it down with the water, finishing it all in one gulp. They knew how she twice bought Plan B following her sexual activities with Sam and Tony; they were surprised as well to find out that she started to be on the pill.

After taking the pill, Y/N started to feel drowsy. Which was weird considering the previous times when she’d take it and be able to carry out with the rest of her day. It must be because of the exhaustion, she thought to herself. With that, she allowed herself to close and rest her eyes.

Turning off the engine and parking in a dark and secluded spot. They have yet to reach her place, but knowing that the front of it was illuminated and had the tendency of having passersby — and Steve could not risk anyone seeing them. Unbuckling his seat belt, he turned to where the sleeping beauty had peacefully been snoozing ever since she drank all of the water he had drugged.

His left hand was reaching over to her side to lower her seat while the right one unlatched her seat belt. Once he’s done both, Steve crossed the center island of the car and straddled over where Y/N’s unconscious form was laying. Brushing his knuckles over cheeks he stared at her adoringly, “Maybe our next time together, you’ll be fully awake. And hopefully then you’ll be able to  enjoy this.”

Her face did not twitch or any part of her body did not respond to his touch and his words. Steve decided that there was no time to waste; he made quick work of unzipping the side of her dress, from there he hurriedly tried to undress her from the confines of her yellow dress that just accentuated her figure. Lowering the upper portion of her dress and freeing her arms, Steve was surprised to see how she didn’t wear a bra; and her stiff and mouth-watering nipples greeted him.

“Looks like you knew how much I wanted you, baby girl,” he muttered before dipping his head down to suck on one her nipples, while his hand toyed with the other; pulling, twisting, and pinching on it while his mouth enveloped her nipple, even her entire breast, and left his marks on it. Pulling away even to just switch —  his mouth focusing on the nipple he had toyed with his hand while his other hand further toyed with the saliva he had left on the other nipple — had proven to be difficult for him since he could not get enough of it.

Once he was sure that he had left his mark on her other breast, Steve reluctantly pulled his head and hand away, “Fuck baby, you’re so irresistible.” He then proceeded in lifting the bottom part of her dress until it rested just above her navel.

As he was sliding her beige lace, almost see-through panties, he talked to her as if she was awake, “As much as I love these panties, I’m afraid I’m gonna have to keep them, doll,” he twisted and placed it on the glove compartment behind him before facing her once more, “But I talked with Tony earlier, we agreed to change your dress code,” he slid one of his hands down to her stomach then to her clit where he began rubbing her quickly, “Starting today, you aren’t allowed to wear panties anymore,” surprised with the juices that came out of her following his actions, he decided that he needed to feel more of her and slid in two of his fingers, “The only thing you can wear down there, is our cum.”

Steve then was relentless in pushing in and out his fingers, he couldn’t get enough of how tight she was and how her body seemed to never stop producing wetness; it became to much for him to the point wherein he was now humping his hard-on her thigh as he was sucking and licking her breasts, switching between the two every so often.

“Can only imagine how tight you’ll be with my cock inside you, doll,” Steve grunted as he slid in a third finger inside her, resulting in her walls hugging his fingers even tighter which caused Steve to stop his oral assault on her breasts and grind even faster on her thigh. With the three fingers inside her, his thumb began on rubbing her clit; determined to get him to cum for him, “Come on, baby, I know you can come for me,” Steve whispered and he stopped his grinding on her for he wished to cum inside her and was determined to get her to cum first.

As if her body responded to him, even in her blacked out state, she did cum after a few more harsh thrusts and rubbing of his fingers. “You are one obedient little girl, aren’t you?” Steve laughed in surprise but was still pleased as he pulled out his fingers from her cunt and brought the drenched fingers into his mouth, and he moaned loudly at the taste of her cum dripping on his fingers, “You taste better than anything I ever ate, baby girl.”

Once he was done drinking up her juices that stuck to his finger, he began unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans, not fully removing them but just enough for his cock to be free from their restraints, “Maybe next time you’ll be the one to get a taste of me, hm?” Lifting one of her legs and placing it on his shoulder, he began to tease the tip of his cock by rubbing it just at her entrance, spreading some of her cum.

Pushing in slowly, Steve let out a loud grunt at how wet and warm her pussy was. His left hand was holding on the leg that was placed on her shoulder, while the right one was grabbing onto one of her breasts. Sliding all the way in, he had to stay still for a few seconds due to how tight her walls enveloped his dick, his hand was no doubt leaving a mark on her leg with how intensely he was grabbing onto her. “They failed to mention how tight you were gonna be, baby,” he muttered as he began to slowly thrust into her pussy.

Slow and sharp thrusts were being given to her motionless figure, and Steve loved how she seemed to be welcoming it with how her cunt was clenching on his dick. Once getting the hang of he was being wrapped in her walls, Steve’s thrusts gradually became faster. His hips slamming into the back of her thigh and her body was shaking with his thrusts. The super soldier's stamina and endurance was being challenged with the way her body was welcoming him.

In between his fast and ruthless thrusts, he managed to remove his hand from her breast and put it on her other leg and lift it, but instead of placing it on his shoulder, he pushed both of her legs until they were almost by her ears and resting at the car’s headrest. Surprised by her flexibility and how her body was compliant with how he moved it around, he grunted out his praises for her, “Such a whore you are, baby. Just letting me use you any way you want huh?”

After a hard thrust, he slammed in and didn't move for a while, even then her walls were squeezing him. His mouth found her neck and sucked on it enough to leave his marks, “You fucking like this, don’t you?” he muttered as he began to move his hips in circles, not yet thrusting. “You like it when the Avengers use your body? Like being our slut, baby?”

He heard her moaning and letting out small whimpers, he smirked thinking that maybe she thought what he was doing was all a dream, but she’d be pleased to know it was not a dream and instead very much real. He pulled his cock out of her pussy, until only the tip was in her, then thrust right back in her quickly and roughly, which made Steve moan loudly for he was close to reaching his climax.

Repeatedly, he would slam how hips hard onto the back of her thighs. But now he would rub her clit with his one hand while the other busied itself with toying with her nipples. As his mouth was making sure to leave marks in her neck that would be difficult to cover up, he was whispering to her, “I can feel you squeezing me even more baby, fuck didn’t think that was possible,” her clit had already been swollen with how he was rubbing her and her pussy was clenching on him so hard he thought he was already gonna spill his seed inside of her, “Come on baby, come for me. Drench my cock with your juices. Own this cock.”

If Steve wasn’t already getting into town earlier, he was now. Both his hands now grabbed onto her raised legs and proceeded to frantically thrust his cock in and out of her like it would be his only time to fuck her. He was moving her body in a way to respond to how he was entering in her and it wasn’t long until he felt her squirt on his cock which caused him to let out a loud moan as he saw how her pussy released juices that not only soaked his cock, but also coated his jeans. “Fuck baby girl, that was good, you’re such a good fucking girl,” the super solider moaned out as he loosened his grip on her legs and thrusted all the way in as he spilled his cum inside her.

Panting and worn out, Steve lowered her legs and collapsed on top of her — but not to the point that his weight would crush her. His head was on her shoulder as he was struggling to catch his breath as his cock was still planted deep in Y/N and was being squeezed by her walls, as if milking everything he has to offer her.

As he was laying on her, he felt her move and twitch slightly, he looked up to see her slowly opening her eyes and blinking them. She looked out the window and recognized that she was at the abandoned lot near her home. Steve then sat from where he was laying and looked down on her with a sinister smile. Her eyes bulged upon seeing him on top of her, her gaze then drifted down on where her breasts were exposed and her dress was gathered at her stomach.

“What happened?” was the only thing she managed to ask the Avenger, who only laughed as he pulled out his cock out of her pussy with a hiss, “You were a good girl for me, baby. You came around my fingers like I wanted to and you even fucking squirted when I was balls deep in you.” Steve placed his cock back in his jeans and zipped it up, he made his way back to the driver’s seat and started the engine then began to drive.

Meanwhile, Y/N was shocked and frozen with what she had just found out, she slid her hand down to check on her vagina, and was indeed surprised to find that her clit was throbbing and sensitive, along with the fact that it was soaked with juices — though she wasn’t sure if it was hers or his. Suddenly being aware of how she was exposed, she began to redress herself as Steve parked in front of her apartment complex.

Turning off the engine, he turned to her with a smile, “Why don’t you show me where you live and maybe we can spend the night together, hm?”

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[tickle-bugs]

I had two people ask for some advice on starting up/running a blog, so I thought I’d make a little post for anyone else looking for advice! There’s no one right way to run a blog and I am by no means an expert. This is just a compilation of some of the things I’ve learned :) 

Feel free to add advice to this!

- The first thing is something I cannot stress enough. Write for yourself first. You will be absolutely miserable if you’re only writing for attention. I’m not saying it’s easy, but it’s so incredibly important. If you don’t like a prompt, fandom, or scenario? You don’t have to write for it! A personal example: I’m a theatre kid and total musical nerd. I could probably write some compelling Dear Evan Hansen or Hamilton headcanons if I wanted to, but I don’t. That’s fine! I’m allowed to say I won’t write for it and deny prompts/requests for those fandoms. 

- Set boundaries. This is a very mixed community with all sorts of creators and participants with hands in different baskets. Don’t want minors to interact? Put minors DNI in your bio. SFW only? Put it in the bio. No RP? Bio. This goes for private conversations/askbox/other interactions as well. If someone comes into your askbox/dms and says something that makes you uncomfy, shut it down. 

- My advice is more geared towards writing than art or video, but I suppose you could apply this advice as well. Make what makes you happy! If you’re only in one fandom, feel free to stay there and make content for it. Multi-fandom? Excellent! Completely non-fandom? Epic! Make the content that you want to see and the content that makes you happy to create, especially if you’re in a more niche fandom/area. 

- Organization. ...I’ll admit this one is more of a personal pet peeve than something urgent, but it is something that people positively respond to. If you have some sort of consistency/organization to your blog, it’ll make it easier and more enjoyable for people to navigate. Make a fandom list/indicate your fandoms somehow (mostly for prompt purposes. people can’t read your mind, so it’s important to tell them what you will write for and what you won’t, however you want to do that)! 

Make a masterpost/link your fic tag! Use a fic tag of some kind. Give your fics summaries and leave a little bit of the fic above the ‘read more’ to intrigue folks (look at #my fics and my masterpost for basic examples of how I do this, if you need!). Use read mores. Please use read mores (if you can, idk if they’re on mobile. regardless no one wants to encounter a three thousand word block of text on their dash). (No seriously though, organize your blog, even if it’s super simple. literally just a ‘mine’ or ‘my fics’ or ‘[pseud] writes’ and a fandom tag. It’ll make it easier for people to find your stuff and support you)

- Practice general internetiquette. Please remember that the people in this community are real people with feelings, boundaries, and lives outside of the blog that they run. Be genuine and people will respond to you! Don’t manipulate people into likes/reblogs/attention. No one wants to be on the other end of that. Being in this community isn’t a transaction or a mosh pit, it’s an experience.  

- Be ever-so-liberal with the block button. Someone’s user makes you uncomfortable? They give you bad vibes? They’re a minor/older than you and you don’t want them interacting with your content? You don’t wanna see their blog for some reason? Block em. This goes for anons too. That’s what the button is for. Don’t feel guilty for using it. Use it. 

- How you write is 100% a personal choice and not really something that I can give advice on, but embrace your style! take prompts if you want, or don’t. Write oneshots, series, drabbles, or novels. Write romantic, or don’t. Etc. Change things up if you feel like it. Do what you want. Your blog, your style, your rules. 

- Numbers matter. Don’t let them define you. This is a bit of a harder one to explain, but I will try. I often say that I don’t care about numbers, and I really don’t, but that’s not to say that I don’t see them and they have zero effect on me. I absolutely notice and am bummed if a fic doesn’t get notes, or at least the notes that I was expecting. That is entirely normal and okay to experience. What isn’t okay, though, is creating for the sake of getting notes/numbers/attention (re: write for yourself first, internetiquette). If you find yourself relying on tumblr for gratification and a reward, I implore you to take a break. I’m not your therapist or your parent, I’m not gonna tell you what to do, but when you make things only for the sake of notes, people notice. Celebrate your milestones. Know that it’s okay to be bummed about low notes/celebrate getting plenty. Just make sure that you don’t depend on the numbers for your happiness, or you will be miserable.

- You’re (probably) doing this for free. You are providing people content: a service. Produce as much or as little as you’re comfy with, but always remember that. No one is entitled to what you make. If someone asks you for headcanons, sends a prompt when prompts are closed, etc, and you don’t feel like fulfilling it? You have no obligation to do that. Getting commissioned is another story entirely, but as long as you’re making free content, you have zero obligation to do anything for anyone and certainly no time constraints. It can take me months to finish prompts, and that’s okay. I do them when I do them and I fill them how I want to. If my prompts are closed, I deny new ones until I’m ready to accept them. Make yourself happy first.

- How you interact with others is up to you! It’s generally considered good practice to like/reblog your mutuals fics/art, but this is not necessarily a hard and fast rule. I veeeeeery rarely reblog fics for fandoms that I’m not in, even from my mutuals. What you can do to show your support (and you should try and show support somehow. No one is in competition. Everyone’s in your boat, whether they have no followers or 1k) is send an ask/reply to the post/leave tags to let the author know you liked it. Like the fic and don’t reblog it, if you don’t want to. Just make sure you show your mutuals (and others in general!) roughly the same support they show you, however you decide to do that. Treat others how you want to be treated, as cheesy as it sounds :)

- Don’t repost content that isn’t yours without express permission from the original creator, and credit them appropriately. If you see a cute piece of tickle art and the artist doesn’t want it reposted? Don’t repost it. Don’t post fics/videos/gifs that aren’t yours (obviously if it’s like a scene from a movie/a clip on youtube that’s different, but don’t take credit for things you didn’t make, including ideas). Can’t tell you how frustrating it is to have work stolen from you. Don’t be that person. ‘Credit to original artist’ and ‘credit unknown’ is total bullshit btw. Link/tag the creator in the original post and make it clear you don’t own the content. Best practice is to ask the original creator if they’re okay with reposting, work inspired by or connected to theirs, etc. This goes doubly for saving/downloading someone’s fics. 

- It is not illegal for a minor to have normal, nonsexual, healthy friendships with people older than them. There’s a weird attitude that minors have nothing of value to offer adults besides a relationship/sex, which is...not true? Minors are thinking, living human beings with feelings, thoughts, and opinions. You can talk to them like normal people, because they are. Just obviously don’t talk about/introduce sex or endanger them. Minors don’t bring up sex/activities you’re underage for with an adult. IDK this isn’t a seminar just...don’t be weird. Adults can offer great life experience, support systems, and the basic joys and needs of human connection. Minors can too. Mind your business unless someone’s actually in danger. The next point is a caveat, though: 

- If you’re a minor, don’t interact with NSFW blogs/blogs with ‘Minors DNI’, NSFW blogs don’t interact with minors, etc etc. Not your parent or whatever but this is pretty common sense and it’s for everyone’s safety, but especially the NSFW person. internettiquette!

- If you use your TK blog as a side blog (meaning you have another blog as your main blog, not two separate accounts) and don’t want your main exposed, that is up to you. I recommend not liking posts. Also, follow people that you trust. These actions route through your main blog and your main will show up in the notes. You can reblog from a sideblog. If you want to send an ask “as your tk blog”, send an anon and sign it somehow, like ‘hey :) // @/tickle-bugs’. It should tag you in the post so you get a notification when it’s answered!

- Find your people! As an anxious person this one has been hard for me, so I know it’s hard for a lot of people. Fandom is literally a community of shared interest. Peachy and I have an iron bond almost two years later and we met talking over shared interests. You can absolutely find your people here. If someone makes you happy, strike up a conversation! Send an ask! You never know what doors it might open or whose day you might improve :)

- If you were an anon/lurker on someone’s blog and they inspired you to write/submit/start your own, sign your messages!! the common form that I see is either an emoji or [noun/context of the ask]!anon (prodigal!anon (i miss u every day), butterfly!anon, etc.) Let us know how to find and support you!! Those messages produce good brain juice. 

- The big finale: Have fun. If you’re not having fun here, maybe you could tweak something to make things enjoyable. Running a blog is like driving a car. Keep your hands on the wheel, respectfully indicate your intentions (flashing lights optional), and be safe. Poebody’s nerfect, y’know. If you make a mistake, course correct. I’m by no means perfect. Your favs aren’t either. Just do your best and have a good time :)

@rosytickles and the anon in my inbox, I hope this helps! Thank you for asking me, I’m very honored that you value my opinon/experience/advice. I apologize if I come off as preachy or aggressive, I envisioned grabbing my younger self by the lapels and shaking me vigorously while I wrote this. Probably a bad idea. 

Anywho, hope it helps. Anyone with questions, additions, or comments, my askbox is open! Just be constructive, is all I ask. 

#bug speaks #advice tag #sorry again if this sounds preachy or aggressive at any point i literally wrote it like i was grabbing younger me by the lapels #these are all things i learned through experience/observation i promise im not talking out of my ass here #the largest obstacle to maintaining a blog is how you view your happiness in relation to it. talked about it above but yeah. #also like i said: not a professional and not your parent. just giving friendly advice sine i was directly asked for it. #might add more to this if I think of more #my askbox and dms are open for questions/comments/additions just pls be respectful and constructive #other tfb community members feel free to add to this!

[burnedbyshoto]

if you sent any asks (recommendations for things don’t count as I have to look around!) since october 17 until october 22 it is in here :)

anon said: The header for your askbox response post is *aesthetic*. I think it’s a really good idea to post one every few days if you have the time. ❤️

well, thANK YOUUUUU!!!!! I put in a whopping 10 minutes into it because I had no idea what I was doing! i’ll definitely be doing asks this way now though.

big dick kiri anon said: !!!!!! ILY HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY PLS HYDRATE 💙💙❤️❤️ -bigdickkiri

Omg love! Please don’t worry about kinktober just breathe! Take your time and try to relax 💙❤️- bigdickkiri

DAMN, that is a LOT. Please look after yourself and don't stress about it love!! - bigdickkiri

I'm very excited. BUT PLEASE LOOK AFTER YOURSELF, DO NOT FORCE ANY OF THIS OMG - bigdickkiri

AHH, AMAZING, TALENTED SWEETHEART, GORGEOUS LOVE, HAVE A INCREDIBLE DAY AND HYDRATE - bigdickkiri

I believe I did have a good day, and I am actually super bad at hydrating, buT ILL TRY TO GET BETTER!!!!

I am breathing!!!! JUSTTT BREATHEEEE!!! I am taking my time now and relaxing to the best of my ability :D thank you so much bdk I love you with all my soul

theres always a lot, but if im not doing a lot I dont do anything so on one hand.... it’s okay LMAO but I will continue to try and not stress :D

BDK I WOULD NEVER WANT TO MAKE YOU THINK IM FORCING THIS OUT OF MEEEE ILL TRY MY BEST TO MAKE YOU PROUD

GHSOGHJIAORGJRGIRAHG YOURE AMAZING, BEAUTIFUL, TERRIFIC, INCREDIBLE!!!!!!! YOU HYDRATE AND MAKE SURE YOU KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU

@bread-theduck​ said: We love you and support you ❤ dont push yourself, your mental health is so much more important that kinktober haha. Take all the time you need, we're right here and open if you wanna talk~

I don’t really try to push myself... it just happens subconsciously D: but thank you for the love and support!!!! my mental health is stronger than I give it credit though

anon said: listen! we all appreciate you and your writing dearly but! I think we can all agree that we want you to be okay mentally and physically before you make yourself write! kinktober can wait! you’re more important!! at the very least, pls take a break for tonight.

I honestly can’t even remember when i said I was tired, but thank you for your kind words regardless!!!! I am trying to get better at it because i don’t want to disappoint you guys D:

@saintbullet​ said: Please take care of yourself!!! DONT risk your health for writing. We care about you so much! Be careful 💕💕💕

I know I push myself a lot, and i’m really sorry for scaring you all!!!! I am trying though, and it just has a lot to do with my mental fatigue and that im judging some hard classes right now then it has to do with anything

anon said: hey it'll be alright! idk whats wrong but i promise everything will work out like its supposed to! you just take care of yourself and take as much time as you need to feel better!! we love u!! ♥️

It wAS MY PERIOD I REMEMBER NOW AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! I LOVE YOU TOOOOOOOO WITH ALL THE LOVE MY HEART POSSES!!!!!!

anon said: periods can be a pain so pls take care of yourself!! drink lots of water and rest up!!!

my period is the worst, if she was a person i’d block her and avoid her irl!!!!!!!!

anon said: Lol ok so gay for Mina anon back and no, I was not the anon who requested it. But lmao, let me take this time to whole heartedly thank that anon for quenching my thirst anyways

oh whoops, sorry for thinking you were someone else D: iM GLAD TO SEE THAT YOU WERE HAPPY WITH IT!!! READER WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A BAD GUY BUT I COULDN’T FIGURE OUT HOW TO MAKE IT WORK LMAO

anon said: I am just planning on hanging out and reading all the lovely writing that comes from this

i’m pretty sure this is about my nsfw/sfw headcanons, and honestly im sooo very excited to start working on them!!!!!!!!

anon said: you have no idea how happy I got when I saw u posted for mina like UGH MY WIFE I LOVE HER SO MUCH 🥺🥺🥺 N GIVING US GAYS AMAZING CONTENT UR AMAZING MWAH MWAH KEEP BEING THE PERFECT ANGEL U ARE 🥺🥺💞💗💖💕💓💝

AHHHHH IM SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT MINA IS LIKE MY FAV CLASS 1-A GIRL SO I LOVE HER SO MUCHHHHHHHHHHH YOURE AMAZING AND I LOVE YOU AND YOURE AN ANGEL!!!!!!!

many a anons said: Sorry I didn’t see the part where you said not to request characters that were already on the list I thought that was the list of character we could vote for.

so sorry I accidentally sent a character in that has already been requested, Tumblr didn't show me the follow up posts ;;

nooo I didn’t see the list I’m so sorry 😭😭😭

LOL ITS OKAYYYY. y’all were hoes and kept sending me shouto who I couldn’t even think about deleting from my list... so... you are lucky >:(

anon said: hello! not a request here but take care of yourself anc stay hydrated bb 🥰🥰

I got my water right next to me rn bby :D

anon said: be todoroki’s girlfriend

bitch I am todorokis WIFE, why would I need to dress up???

@girl-with-a-mentality​ said: You can be todoroni for Halloween.

....you right...

anon said: Thirst post infoo ;3 I found a doujinshi of Bakugo being teased and toyed with sexually with by Ochako, Yaomomo, and our lovely momma Mina

...send it

anon said: GIRLLLLLL

ANONNNNNNNNNNNNN ;)

local dumbass anon said: local dumbass is here once again, i thiink you know who i am and might've found my ig buuuuuut..?

uh.... I don’t know???????? I only followed people on insta if you gave me your handle or followed me first.... also did you cut your bangs?

anon said: Your Monoma scenario was really good!If we’re being honest, though, Monoma would literally start foaming at the mouth if he saw anyone from 1-A making physical contact with his s/o, ESPECIALLY Bakugou. They would have to call animal control because there would be a rabid Monoma in the dorms lol

okay... while you’re not wrong, I just thought 18 year old monoma should have grown up just the tiniest bit! plus his obsession is controlled because of his insecurity so LMAO IDK I JUST THOUGHT MAYBE UGH

@awkward-theaterkid​ said: I was reading your Day 19 Fic but I couldnt take it seriously, the title "My Way" kept reminding me of the Backstreet Boys "I want it that way" and it keeps popping up while I read it 😂

as someone who only heard that song because of b99 I read this and immediately thought of b99 LMAOOOOO

🍒💥anon said: URGENT PSA: LYSSA IS ABSOLUTELY AMAZING AND I LOVE HER -🍒💥

Hello Queen Lyssa, I finally read "And They Were Roommates" and have absolutely no idea why I put it off so long! ITS A MASTERPIECE. Each chapter is addictive and the slow burn and angst destroyed me 😭 The smut in the final chapter is flawless and sooooooooooooooooooo H O T. Shoto wasnt even my favorite character but he might have to be now (or at least in my top 3) 😰 This is my new favorite series and I cant wait to re-read it!!!! YOURE AMAZING AND ILY. You own my soul now -🍒💥

URGENT PSA I LOVE YOU CHERRY EXPLOSION AND YOURE AMAZING :D

ATWR holds a special place in my heart uwu.... HAOGHIOSRGSIOGJSIHG THANK YOU!!!!! SHOUTO IS AN AMAZING CHARACTER WHO I LOVE WITH ALL MY HEARRTTTTTT

~ thank you to @didyoumeanme​, @kittenlordofdarkness​, @soafers​ for submitting memes and animal pics for my rommate, much appreciated :D ~

anon said: Did the local dumbass anon ever cut their bangs? Do you know?

....I dont know, but I just asked her rn >:)

this paragraph is dedicated to those surrounding to the meltdown mess that occurred yesterday. to each and every one of you who sent me kind words via my askbox or directly contacting me, thank you. I really want to move past this because I feel by holding on it will make me feel less inclined to write because of my guilt. of course, I do not expect you to forgive me, or trust me in my story of how it went down, because at the end of the day it was my mistake for trusting in someone to write with pure intentions when I didn’t know if she could. im trying to continue on with my best foot forward and im grateful for those of you who trusted in me. I swear I will never push myself again, and that I will instead take my time in order to publish my original work and only my original work and not take anything that comes from a “friend”. know that I love you all, and I dont know how to take it easy so my break lasted a whooping 10 hours, and my blog won’t discontinue until im done with bnha or...I get into medschool which is still 3 years away, I am taking care of myself, im staying hydrated, im trying not to put myself down anymore, I will keep going, & will forever continue to be more careful with what I post. also, no one was really coming for me, so don’t worry if you thought so lol. (to you 9 anons who expressed their kind thoughts to me, thank you. to big dick kiri anon thank you. to @bqkubabey​, @flayvus​, & @ultimate-shit-poster​ thank you so so much you really helped me not drown myself in my own guilt.)

anon said: i hope you’re feeling okay today :((

I am feeling a lot better. unfortuantely I did make myself really sick yesterday because ive never been as stressed in my life ever, but im okay now. there’s nothing I can do more for what happened so I will try to continue on as best as I can and I appreciate you caring... ilysm :)

@ikinabi​ said: Your writing??? Actually god sent 🥵👌 and the way you write Mirio gets me GOING

BAHAHAH NOOOOO ITS NOT PLAFUAOGHJIPRAHAR MY MIRIO PIECE YOU LIKED WAS MY FIRST PIECE ON HIM AND OOO BOY I DID NOT DO HIM JUSTICE

anon said: fuck buddy iida is a thought that has never crossed my mind but now that i’ve seen your post i am intrigued haha

well... it is up :) if you wanna check her out :)

anon said: You dont have to answer if you dont wanna but i just wanna see if your okay. I hope your end your doing well and not stressing.

i’m doing much better than I was yesterday!!! I just needed to rest and calm down and stop attacking myself. thank you for checking in!!! it means so much :,)

#ask lyssa anything #lyssa doesnt shut up #anonymous

[brazilianism]

hello im am undocumented immigrant from brazil living in america. i came here as a baby and am now about to turn 18. i have deportation relief (DACA) but with the current political climate i dont think its gonna be of much use any longer. im debating about moving to brazil and living with family, while my parents stay here so they can pay for my education and theyll join me eventually (willingly or not). my grasp on portuguese is good, but i prfer english. i cant afford college here, so i 1/2

2/2 dont see a point if i have no future. im gay and have schizophrenia which is disabling and will put me at a disadvantage, anyway im asking u bc u seem to kno about politics and i wanna kno if the politics in brazil woukd make my life worse than here. i would live in MG if i moved, thanks!”

Alright, ok, that’s like, the hardest question i’ve gotten in here ever, but let’s talk. 

If you really want to move to Brazil for college, you gotta keep some stuff in mind. There are plenty of free universities here, and they’re VERY good. However, because they’re free and a few of the best in the country, they’re really fucking hard to get in as well, especially for more traditional courses like meds or law or engineering (and to a few more other courses that might require structure like filmschool even) etcs. Our system of selection is... messy. They don’t really take into account what you’ve done in high school. It’s a test, a bit like a SAT but only once a year and different in every college. Most of the public ones now take ENEM that is like, our SAT, our national thing, but quite a few still have their own tests (private universities generally have their own tests but will also take in ENEM results as a subscription at some point of the year). The public ones that have their own tests often separate them into two parts: first part is about 90 multiple choice questions in every area (we’ll talk about this in a bit), and if you get the minimum amount of those right you get on for a second part a couple of months later: 3-4 days of written questions in all areas again (but with different weights) and a writing task, generally a dissertation, and depending on your career choice, an “abilities test” (like, if you’re pleading for Architecture, they’re gonna test you to see if you can draw a little and that kind of thing). There’s no interviews, with rare rare exceptions in like, a couple of med schools. 

For all the public ones, the areas covered in the tests are Maths, Physics, Chemistry, History, Geography, Portuguese, Biology, English or Spanish (more often, English) and (in some, not all) Philosophy/Sociology. In private universities, it depends for what you’re applying and on the institution, but there’s also always a written task required and multiple choice questions. I’m saying all of this because... You’d likely need to move and then go through a year or more of prep courses here to get into universities if you want a public one or if you’re in for a harder career on private ones, and that’s a cost to consider. 

Now, regarding politics... While we are experiencing a bit of a conservative wave, I don’t think we’re all set on a path that would affect you as a member of the lgbt community. There sure are VERY prejudiced politicians, and some of them will sure be running for president next year, but I still don’t think they have the necessary strength to win. Of couse, it COULD happen, since Trump happened, but I don’t think it will. Of couse, I gotta say, homophobia is still a very real problem and we get cases like kids getting beaten to death for being gay still today on the newspapers, one happened I think just last week, but I think you’ll also find quite a welcoming community inside universities (especially if you’re on the... human/art side courses, not... math side courses). So I don’t really think you have to worry about the gay part of that. And neither about schizophrenia. I mean, I don’t know exactly how that affects you, but the only concern I’d have regarding the politics of it is that the government was cutting expenses on the public healthcare system, so maybe it’ll be harder to get free medication or free therapy than it’s been these past years, but it’s still probably gonna be possible and I suppose you have to pay for any of that in the US already, right? But otherwise I don’t think there are any regulations or weird ass norms to keep you out of college or of doing anything here because of either of those things, nor I think there will be any soon, if you’re worried. mAN I don’t know if I helped at all??? I guess what i’m saying is I only think you have to worry about getting into a university here, the rest will be ok, in my humble opinion. And ofc, if you have any other questions at all about university entrance or politics or the country or whatever, my askbox is always open

#ask #university #education #college #universities #federais #enem #vestibular #lgbt #lgbtq #politics #homophobia #Anonymous

[sturlsons]

jaywalkers FAQ + extras

(( spoilers! please don’t open this unless you’ve finished reading pt24 ))

HELLO. first of all, if you’ve made it this far, i want to say thank you for sticking with the kids right until the very end! thank you, thank you, thank you.

as always, my FANTASTIC team: teddy ( @soodyo ) and ksenya ( @fyolette ) without whom this would not have been a thing.

i’m going to ramble a bit about the series here, with some extras and questions like the packaging says! without further ado:

general

≫ jaywalkers tag // jaywalkers fanart tag (excluding teddy’s fantastic work which is in the main tag)

≫ my askbox if you have any more questions // my twitter // my instagram (locked but i’ll accept all requests!)

≫ previous FAQ post

playlists

≫ jaywalkers titles // all the songs i borrowed fic titles from, in order

≫ le petit ____ // a café playlist

≫ god of disc jockeying // a vertigo playlist

≫ raspberry muffins and existentialism // kuroo and tsukki

≫ one thousand three hundred and seventeen // akaashi and bokuto

≫ boxes // bokuto and kuroo

≫ jaywalking

questions

≫ will you be writing more haikyuu!! fic? nope! jaywalkers was my present/contribution to the fandom, and while it’s been a fantastic ride, i won’t be writing anymore! you can now find me in my BTS sandbox.

≫ le petit ____? le petit writer-is-still-an-asshole.

≫ WHO IS Iwaizumi the Angry Review Guy’s EDITOR, DAMN IT. iwa-chan’s editor is The Dog Park. as in, Do Not Approach The Dog Park.

≫ Hinata the Hug Guy? happy as ever! the world always needs hugs; his career is flourishing. his scooter, not so much, but it was totally not kageyama and bobby pin’s fault, okay.

≫ OIKAWA? IWAIZUMI? they couldn’t do it. the condoms were rilakkuma. it set them back by five years in terms of getting their shit together, but they do eventually get their shit together. ushijima has to intervene; i’ll leave you to imagine how that happened.

≫ USHIJIMA? TENDOU? ushijima is very happily uninterested in romance and relationships. tendou clocks this after a few misguided attempts at wooing him. neither disheartened nor disappointed, he instead takes up an elective in literature and vows to become ushijima’s BFFL. it works.

≫ Gecko Tooru? Count Dracula? they continue to be worshipped; they are immortal.

≫ what is kuroo’s reaction to seeing bokuto’s project? they aren’t sure which one of them cried harder, but kuroo likes to think it’s bokuto and bokuto likes to humour kuroo.

≫ what are their careers? tsukki actually ends up landing that actuarial management job, but he also has a double master’s in economics because he’s greedy about education, which eventually leads to him being a visiting lecturer at universities. kuroo works his way up the ranks of a conglomerate to make a place in the executive suite. bokuto is an obnoxiously whimsical fashion photographer whom the industry hates and loves in equal amounts. akaashi is a simply terrifying and efficient engineer with a company the country probably can’t do without.

suga teaches dance, and daichi works at kuroo’s rival company, something he never shuts up about. yamaguchi stays in education the longest, ten years from the day he first started university. he opens up a small clinic of his own eventually, and yachi and gou do the interiors. kageyama and hinata go pro, because what else were they supposed to do, study?

oikawa earns the most out of all of them, which would be just fine if someone knew what the fuck he does for a living.

≫ does tsukki get his headphones back? nope! tsukki progresses to earphones, and kuroo keeps the headphones safe. in a velvet lined box in the bottom drawer of his study desk, first in his campus abode and then in every progressively larger apartment he and tsukki move into.

≫ brah they what OF COURSE THEY MOVE IN TOGETHER. in tsukki’s second year and kuroo’s final year of their bachelor’s degrees. it’s a splendid disaster at first, which is amazing because you’d think they’ve gotten used to each other’s habits by now, but no. kuroo uses approximately thirty hair products and tsukki’s tiny basic colour-protect shampoo bottle is lost among them, much to his chagrin. tsukki has the terrible habit of midnight snacking that personally offends kuroo, who follows a military regimen during the week so that he can drink his bodyweight in screwdrivers during the weekend. they both initially hate someone being in the same bed as them. but they work it out, they work it all out, because they’re kind of embarrassingly in love and refuse to do without each other.

≫ k,,  ur o tsu kk ki ,, same. what do u wanna know? ask me anything, i know everything about their lives.

they move in during their bachelor’s degree. kuroo graduates with a master’s in management and companies looking to recruit him before he even sends in his application. tsukki gets a chance to do a one-year master’s program abroad and hesitates to take it because he’s too attached to everyone and everything and he doesn’t want to take off just when he’s gotten everything together. it leads to the longest and worst fight he’s ever had with kuroo (sneering, screaming, sarcasm; everything that they’re so horribly ashamed of later), one that kuroo wins. when tsukki comes back, he thanks kuroo for forcing him to grow, and he gathers kuroo up in his arms, and he promises himself that he’ll never forget this lesson that he’s learned.

when tsukki moves out of his childhood home for good, there’s one final night when he and akiteru are sitting on opposite ends of the couch, watching a movie they both used to love as kids. halfway through, akiteru hunches over with his hands to his face, and tsukki sits quietly, still watching the screen. they’ve never had a single fight for all the wrong reasons, and they’ll never have a single one for all the right ones.

kuroo proposes when he’s twenty-seven and tsukki’s twenty-five. says “i love you so much that it changed my life. will you let me use the rest of it to tell you that every day?” and tsukki’s so busy hyperventilating that he doesn’t even say yes, something kuroo points out when tsukki indignantly sobs “why are you still on the floor? get up!” pay attention, tsukki, you’ll never get your doctorate this way.

(before that, kuroo stumbles through asking akiteru for tsukki’s hand, talking about how he’s been expecting this promotion and when he gets it— akiteru cuts in with a gentle “kuroo, as far as i am concerned, you had my approval six years ago.” so when kuroo gets that promotion, he calls akaashi up because they’re on the same sartorial wavelength, and bokuto is very offended at not being invited to ring-shopping.)

the wedding is fantastic. bokuto brings up the bubble butt video in his best man’s toast, kuroo cries his eyes out, tsukki laughs, there’s a raspberry muffin on a plate in front of the god-knows-how-many-tiered cake. even akaashi cries.

man, they love each other. kuroo the hotshot young managing director bakes tsukki dinosaur cookies in their high-end kitchen and brags about him at fancy business parties. tsukki calls him tetsu and carries him to the car when he falls asleep on the couch during poker night with the boys. no one lives as happily as they do, because no one’s happiness is as hard-earned.

≫ bo .. o k ku  a ka ? ? bokuto’s one of those genius photographers who makes it big all of a sudden because his talent is spotted. the problem is, he’s kind of too fucking dense to register his success (ever). one evening he brings home two mcdonald’s happy meals like “keiji, keiji, i scored a shoot with this one magazine”, and akaashi indulges him, smiles, takes a sip of his fanta, says “that’s nice. what magazine would that be?”

“l’officiel!”

akaashi chokes on his fanta.

it’s not all rainbows and butterflies, though; bokuto earns a reputation for being a temperamental photographer, which, well, is entirely accurate. they recruit a personal assistant for him, this girl with a death glare and a high ponytail who takes exactly none of bokuto’s shit. (he never thought he’d meet someone even half as terrifying as akaashi, but life is always throwing new things his way.) he also has to deal with a shitton of temperamental models, whom he complains about when he puts on his reading glasses and balances his laptop on his knees in bed, waiting for akaashi to get in and listen.

bokuto still wears his polos but he also wears glasses now. adult, put-together, just as obnoxious as ever. akaashi’s definitely the more frightening one of the two with his blueprints and ironed shirts, but no one bokuto works with is ever willing to believe that his muse is an industrial engineer. (they are, however, very welling to believe that bokuto met said muse because he took over a thousand pictures of him. one thousand three hundred and seventeen, to be precise. that they are very willing to believe.)

no photographs bokuto takes of akaashi are ever released, despite everyone wanting to see. bokuto pronounces akaashi as the love of his life very publicly, and then spends the rest of his time making sure no one takes pictures of akaashi. vicious, protective, expensive clubs with VIP entries, glitter and glamour yet bokuto still stutters if akaashi says something cutting enough, and akaashi smiles to himself like yep, still got it.

going to the country house with kuroo and tsukki once a month is a ground rule. meeting up with the rest of the gang once a month is a ground rule. being efficient but ridiculous, silly but ambitious is a ground rule. living life to the fullest is a ground rule.

≫ ARE THEY ALL HAPPY? THEY’RE ALL HAPPY. daichi and suga get married first, followed by kuroo and tsukki. bokuto and akaashi don’t even consider it for the longest time; do it almost as an afterthought because the idea of rings is nice. kenma goes into research, iwaizumi goes into journalism, yachi goes into design.

shimizu is as beautiful as ever, michimiya is as whipped as ever. asahi and nishinoya never have more than that one dance at suga’s new year’s eve party, but nishinoya promises to always be ready to fight if someone ever upsets asahi. (himuro and izuki, on the other hand, have several existential crises when granrodeo breaks up and they go into different lines of music production, before they realise that not making music together doesn’t mean they can’t make music together.) gou and tanaka are constantly voted cutest couple wherever they go, and end up getting matching tattoos because no one informed them that’s too corny to be legal. saeko shows up at one point with a hot russian girlfriend, and bokuto gets another pitcher turned over his head for the trouble of asking if said russian girlfriend would like to come to one of his photoshoots. (it’s iced tea, which bokuto considers progress.)

they’re all happy. friends are forever if you reach out, the world is beautiful if you reach out. these kid always reach out. kuroo and tsukki always reach out.

≫ I’M ALL UP IN MY FEELINGS NOW. I’M ALL UP IN MY FEELINGS NOW.

THAT’S A WRAP, FOLKS. i will always be answering questions about jaywalkers, whether it’s headcanons or other extras or behind-the-scenes re: the writing process. like i said, just because this is where i stop telling the tale, it doesn’t mean that this world no longer exists! it always will, and you can revisit it whenever you want.

thank you for sticking with the kids, and with me as i improved! 2016 taught me a thing or two about writing, and i want to show what those things were in 2017, so i hope to see you around for my writing endeavours for the year.

thank you once again! see you.

#jaywalkers #kurotsuki #kurotsukki #bokuaka #haikyuu #eh #fic