#but thats a luxury im not allowed to have

[taiyouhimerich]

wow yeah im stealing my own cai bot is this what they call creativity????

“Smells like sweet home”

Husband! Leon Kennedy x fem! Reader

tags and warns: aaaw cmon just a bit of soft thing, it colds even be safe for work! but with just a little bit of mention of sexual interaction, so still 18+ mdni!!!

psss gonna make part 2 w/ aomething morrrrre

Words count: 1,4k (and yes thats alot for me)

Leon never needed much from life: he dreamed about what all American men probably dream about. You know, a white picket fence, a housewife always waiting for him at home and ready to welcome him after a hard day's work, and a couple or triple adorable children who would run up to him, hugging him, missing their daddy. And for a long time it seemed to him that all these dreams were shattered the moment he ran over the barricades on the road leading to Raccoon City.

But that belief was shattered the moment he saw you. Beautiful, graceful, soft, just perfect for him, how could he not notice you among all the crowds of these gloomy, rude, cruel people? He felt like an insecure teenager again, noticing the most beautiful girl in school, a feeling he hadn't had in a couple dozen years. Courting you was ordinary, romantic, but nothing fancy, but it still won your heart. Or maybe it was the way a grown-up man blushed and sweated like a puberty boy when he saw you, you don't know for sure, but it was definitely something that made you start dating him.

If you ask him now, he would say that he does not even remember what happened until the moment when he knelt in front of you, taking out a modest but beautiful ring in a velvet box from his pocket. Standing in front of you at that moment, he was thinking that he didn't know what he would do if you said no, and you could swear that you saw tears in his eyes when you agreed. Your fiance looked like a tiny puppy, wagging his tail and running around his owner with joyful barking while you put on your wedding dress, asking him to stay close and help with the corset at the same time. You were amazing: the beautiful white fabric flowed over your body as if you were doused with milk, and several layers of tulle under your skirt made your figure even more magnificent. He hugged you tightly after he was done with the lacing, while you tried to chase him away, laughing kindly, saying something about you needing your personal time, when she leaned into your ear, tucking a strand of your hair before whispering.

“Then let it be as you say, I'll give you your so-called personal time, because from the first second of our honeymoon, I won't let you go for even a moment....”

And he didn't lie, he never lied to you, because no matter how much you both wanted to go to an Indonesian beach or watch flamingos, you couldn't get out of bed. Oh, how you fucked, all the food you ate was from room service, you were on the bed, on the floor, in the luxurious bathroom, even on the balcony at night, you did everything you could think of while Leon pressed against you, kissing under your ear, pleading, but deep voice purring.

“Just one more time, Mrs. Kennedy.”

Mrs. Kennedy did something incredible to you, and you succumbed over and over and over again, allowing him to enjoy you, his beloved woman, his wife... and considering how furiously he thrusted into you, the mother of his children at the same time. So neither of you were surprised when, a month after your honeymoon, your period didn't come, and the next day you saw two stripes on the test. Even twice, so that the results are for sure. You heard the joke that two positive tests mean two children, it was from Leon when he joked about it, and you slapped him on the back of the head, making him laugh, but when doctor told you at the first ultrasound that you were going to have twins, you were both shocked. In a pleasant shock, to be precise.

And this was the moment that he loved to remember every time he returned home to his dear wife, unlocking the front door with keys so quietly that his newborns would not wake up. Most of all, he wanted to throw his bag on the floor right in the hallway, along with his unbuttoned uniform, and fall on the bed, without a shower and dinner, although dinner at three in the morning is a terrible idea. When he lets out a tired sigh, hearing his vest release his chest, falling to the floor with a soft booming thud, he hears the rustling and creaking of your bedroom door, immediately tensing up and turning his head in that direction. A smile paints his face with happiness when you come out to him, in a pink fur robe and slippers in the form of pugs, coming closer, and slightly timidly spreading your arms in an invitation to a hug.

“My pretty one....” He mumbles, taking a step towards you and wrapping you in a tight hug, letting you bury your forehead in his shoulder.

“I missed you, Lee....”You gently stroke his back, running your palms over his shoulder blades when you feel his kiss in your hair. You can't help but giggle softly, kissing him somewhere on the jaw, feeling his unshaven stubble with your lips. It makes you laugh again and pull away, putting your hands on his chest with a smile. “Unscathed?”

“Kinda. A little injuries here and there, but nothing I couldn't handle, you know me.”He laughs hollowly, placing his palms on your forearms to pull you closer and kiss your cheek. “I missed you too... and our little ones.... How are they?”

“Scott is just perfect, and Melissa has become more moody in recent days.” You respond by sighing softly while his kisses make you giggle. “She is not so willing to being fed with breast, I have to use a pumper.... God, there's too much of you in this girl, you know.”

Leon laughs, quietly, so that God forbid not to wake up your children. “I don't think I've ever been able to give up on your breasts.”His lips continue to shower kisses on your face as he gradually descends to your neck, pushing back the collar of your robe. Huh. He even remembers the times when you met him in a red silk nightgown and black lace underwear… Well, after the wedding and pregnancy, your wardrobe has changed significantly. But that doesn't mean it's bad for him. Come on, he likes how homely you are!

His lips find your collarbone when he runs his tongue over your skin, sucking greedily, under your quiet but ringing giggle, and it makes you let out a soft moan. Your hands find his head with a familiar movement, intertwining with his hair as you mumble. “I don't think I've ever offered you...”

“Do you want to do it now?”His cheeky grin is audible even when you can't see his face, while he buries his head in the neckline of your robe, nuzzling into the cleavage between your breasts. He knows for sure that you will slap him on the back of the head, confusedly mumbling something about how it's something perverted, but he can't help but inhale, closing his eyes and soaking up the smell of your boobs. Those round soft tits, all big and swollen because of the milk, smelling of sweet, warm this very milk.... His children, his precious daughter and son, smell the same scent because your milk is what is always around them, so this smell is so cozy, homely, relaxing him and making him forget about all those horrors he looked at during his missions....

That's where he ends up, but not because you push him away, no. He stays between your boobs, continuing to take this bath of your milky scent until he feels... ashamed. When this process heals his mental wounds enough for him to think more sensibly, he realizes how embarrassing this thing really is. That he's literally obsessed with your boobs and sniffing them like some kind of pervert. He feels the warmth of your chest against his face for a little longer, and then pulls away, straightening up and straightening your robe. He can't help but squeeze them lightly in his palms, and before you can say anything, he looks away, clears his throat, and pats you on the shoulder, walking around you and muttering.

“Gonna check on ours.”

Later, you will find this tough, exhausted man sitting on the floor between the cradles of your children, sticking only his fingers between the partitions to hold each of the babies by the palms. A soft smile spreads across your tired face. What a cutie. All of them.

definitely p2 guys i just feel ashamed to make it as a one pretty big post, so I splitted that…..

#leon kennedy x y/n #leon kennedy x you #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy re4 #leon kennedy resident evil #leon kennedy re6 #leon kennedy death island #leon kennedy infinite darkness #leon kennedy smut #taiyouhime

[yunqni]

" park seonghwa - vacation "

pair; fiance seonghwa x fem reader

wc; ~3k

genre; fluff ?? smut ?? 🤭 idk its just kinda cute kinda sexy kinda lovey dovey ?? its my first ever fic IM SO SCARED,, :')

contents + smut warnings; cussing, kissing/making out, dom hwa, unprotected sex (im not encouraging this irl), multiple orgasms, squirting, creampie, oral+fingering (f recieving), i think thats all ?? also indulges into some aftercare and massaging after the smut, please let me know if i missed any content warnings !

note; writing below is not proofread cus im too lazy and its intentionally written in all lower case, so please excuse any mistakes !

《 minors strictly dni, sexual content below. 》

today was only the second day of your vacation in singapore, and you couldn’t have wished for it to be any better. seonghwa had spoken to your manager himself and surprised you with a holiday at a luxury resort for the next two weeks ‘just because you need a well deserved holiday’.

soft pecks from your fiance were what pulled you out from your sleep, and you were pulled closer into his warm arms. you slowly opened your eyes only to be blessed with the sight of seonghwa’s gentle smile as your eyes adjusted to the light.

“ good morning, angel “ he whispered, careful not to speak to loud as though to not disturb the peaceful atmosphere you two were embracing.

you leaned upwards to give him a kiss which he eagerly returned, pulling you closer by the shoulder to deepen the kiss.

his hand traveled further down your body while his fingers gently grazed against your soft skin, leaving goosebumps as they moved. he hoists your leg over across his waist before poking his tongue against your lips, asking for access into your mouth.

you gladly accept his invitation before allowing him and his tongue to take control over you, lewd yet sexy noises resonating throughout your room.

seonghwa pulled away before anything could progress further, both of you horny and helplessly panting .

“ sorry baby, got a little carried away “ he said sitting upright, letting out an airylaugh at himself.

placing a hand on his chest, you sat up and responded “ its alright “ before leaning in to make out with him once more.

he directed his kisses downwards, moving towards your throat. his hands slipped underneath your t-shirt making you shiver in delight as you pressed further into his warmth. as he licked and kissed all the sensitive areas of your neck, you felt your pussy clench unconsciously around nothing and the butterflies in your stomach take flight .

seonghwa fiddled with the mountain of pillows behind you to create a surface comfortable for you to be loved destroyed on. he encouraged you to spread your legs for him, as he slowly removed your tiny pajama shorts leaving you in the black lacy thong you had particularly chosen to wear. he laughed again and admired the sight of your wet panties before removing them aswell .

he leaves teasing kisses and licks on the skin of your plush thighs, slowly moving closer towards your most sensitive areas. after placing one final kiss over your dripping entrance, he unexpectedly slips one long finger inside you, penetrating it deeper than your own fingers could ever go.

you whine out at the sudden insertion to which he inserts another two fingers, now fingering you at a fast pace with three of his beautiful fingers. you shriek at the strange feeling bubbling inside your tower stomach , legs trembling around his head.

seonghwa also moved back to continue kissing, licking and sucking at your clit which bought you dangerously close to your first orgasm.

“ cumming already, sweetheart? hold it. “ he said, making you cry out helpelessly at his wish to deny your orgasm.

with the way he kissed and touched you before, the orgasm was too strong for you to hold back. as your fingers gripped his wrist which was still mercilessly pounding three long fingers into your sopping pussy, he understood you.

“ too much for you to hold, baby? “

“ yes, yes p-please seonghwa… “ you plea, moans uncontrollable as your hips writhe against the once perfect bedsheets.

“ go on then baby. since you’ve been such an angel for me, i’ll let you cum now. “

just as he had barely finished his sentence, your orgasm went by in a blur. your entire body went numb and you close your eyes. his motions never give up during and after your orgasm, overstimulating your pussy.

“ s-seonghwa,, p-please, please…. too much “

“ you can do it, baby… can you give your seonghwa just one more before i give you my cock?”

you give up complaining as your discomfort from overstimulation soon turns into intense pleasure, feeling that tightness in your lower stomach build up once again. seonghwa felt your walls flutter against his fingers, signalling your impending orgasm. his finger adopt a ' come hither ' motion against your walls, rubbing directly on your g-spot. he honestly couldn't believe he was able to have such an affect on you with just his fingers.

he could feel his painfully hard dick throbbing against the confinements of his sleep shorts, but he so desperately wanted to serve you how you wanted and worship you with endless orgasms.

that was when your second orgasm knocked you like an intense wave. your legs were shaking as your thighs tried to close around seonghwas head. but, he forced them apart with his spare hand and pinned your hips down. his tongue was swiping against your spent clit as he helped you through your second orgasm.

he reulctantly pulled his head away from your pussy to look up at you, but kept his fingers inside you. he looked so sexy like this – hair mostly pulled back from his face, eyes still slightly heavy from his sleep, lips drenched in your cum (and it was evident where he hadnt shaved his facial hair for a day or two), desperately trying to catch his breath with three of his slender fingers still knuckle deep inside your throbbing pussy.

" so, so beautiful, baby... " seonghwa whispered for only you to hear as he very slowly began moving his fingers inside of you again. the movements sent shocks throughout your body . you tried to grab his wrist with one of your shaky hands to get him to stop, at which he smiled at. tease.

he tutted as he used his spare hand to pry you away, before kissing the back of your knuckles and removing his fingers from you. he lifted them up to your mouth, encouraging you to lick your fluids off his fingers. his sultry eyes held eye contact with you as you took his fingers into your mouth and teasingly licked at them. the motion has his cock painfully throbbing inside his shorts, desperately wanting to be released from them.

he took his fingers out before moving to take off his shorts and boxers in one . he leant down to hover over you, meeting your pink lips in a quick, messy kiss. seonghwa directed his cock towards your pussy, slowly rubbing his tip up and down your soaking folds. he could feel your already half used hole clenching around nothing, just craving for him to finally make you feel full again.

seonghwa smiled at that thought, kissing the shell of your ear before moving across to kiss your collarbone . His hand wrapped around your shoulder as his tip prodded against your entrance, slipping into your soaked hole. you let out a moan after he forced the tip in, staring down to look at your lips stretched around him as he slowly slid further inside inch by inch .

with some further force and the aid of your drenched pussy, he bottomed out inside you eliciting a whine from deep within your chest . you could feel his tip deliciously pressing against your cervix, it was a very tight fit. feeling every vein of his cock pulse and strain against your mushy walls.

" do you feel that, baby? you feel how perfectly we fit together? " seonghwa spoke, leaving your brain to short-circuit at his words. he was right. the curve of his length fit so snug against your walls.

seonghwa checked up on you, then had to wait a minute or two before he started thrusting in fear of cumming too soon. fluid from your previous orgasms encompassed him and with the way your walls parted to accept his thickness, it was all too much for him.

when he did start moving, he teased you with his thrusts — moving at snails pace in and out, in and out . he took his time experimenting the different angles based off your facial expressions everytime his cock penetrated areas inside you that had never been reached before him.

you were such a whiny mess, all for seonghwa. each slow, calculated thrust left you breathless. you wanted to encourage him to do whatever he wanted or to use you — but every time you tried to speak your brain could barely formulate a simple sentence.

eventually, when he found the angle that truly hit your spot, he began ruthlessly pounding into you. his desire for you was insatiable, as was yours. every thrust hit your g-spot so perfectly, to the degree, and had you moaning, whining, shouting his name . his soft lips were grazing against the shell of your ear, letting out beautiful grunts and moans directly for you to hear .

he looked down at where his dick was lost inside your pussy only for the sight of his cock bulging in your lower stomach to make his hips stutter . he cautiously placed a hand over where his tip reached inside you and added slight pressure to your abdomen .

the pressure made you whimper and shift around on the bed, to which seonghwa had to pin you down with his spare hand . it had caused a new feeling to spark which became increasingly difficult to hold back . this feeling is not one you were a stranger to when it came to seonghwa, he is just so skilled that he’s the only one to able to bring yourself to such an intense point of orgasm .

he pressed down even further onto the area before saying, “ d’you feel that, sweetheart? thats my cock buried deep inside of you. d’you know how much i enjoy being so deep inside of you, hm? “

your entire body shivered at his words, moving your hand to feel where his cock pounded inside you too. seonghwa slightly angled his hips making his tip bulge further out your stomach, smashing against a pleasure spot you didn't even know existed, but either way he'd only gone and found it (albeit to abuse it). your pussy repeatedly clenched around his dick in a vice grip making it difficult for him to move , your juices dripping out of you like a broken faucet .

“ only i can make you feel like this, hm? no one else gets to treat you the way i do, hm? “

“ y-yes! yes, yes, yes, seonghwa… “ you managed to get out among your heavy breathing and whines

both of you were on the brink of orgasms , anyone could have recognised that. with the way seonghwa's relentless thrusts somehow got faster and harder, and the way your legs shook around his hips. seonghwa had to hold your legs down again so as to not get in the way of his thrusts. his thumb dropped down to your clit working in precise circular motions, a pattern which he had memorized to exactly how you like it .

as your orgasm hit you, you couldn't help but lift your hips slightly off the mattress in sheer pleasure, writhing in seonghwa's grip. the feeling was indescribable — as juices endlessly gushed out of your pussy, almost pushing seonghwa out of you. he fought through the resistance though — as his thrusts kept at their back-breaking pace and his fingers still worked at your clit . you could hear the grumble of seonghwa's sultry voice as he praised you, yet you were too indulged in the feeling to recognise his words.

seonghwa's fingers definitely heightened your orgasm even further as your juices exploded all over his pelvis more than previous times he’s made you squirt . your fluids puddled below the two of you by your hips, and squelched inside your hole with his thrusts . the sounds that were now being produced as his cock penetrated your hole were new wordly, something that you two had never experienced before .

you weren't too sure when your orgasm had ended, seeing as you had practically passed out from the pleasure. he was so unbelievably proud and in awe of the both of you, and he wanted to do it again .

he never stopped thrusting into you, though, as his cock proceeded to drag against your raw, spent insides during your orgasm. after he recognised your recovery, he jumped straight back in to pounding your used hole in order to bring himself to orgasm. likewise, his finger hadn't ended their movements, only heightening the speed of his teasing circles against your swollen clit as he began fucking you again.

“ such a gorgeous girl,, such a good girl for me “

in mere seconds you were cumming again, not even realizing it until you felt your cum dripping out of you. seonghwa looked down at where you were connected to see white cream decorating the two of you. goosebumps formed at the sight .

“ hm, what was that , number 4 sweetheart? “

yes! yes seonghwa,, please dont stop !" you moaned (screamed) desperately. he was so entranced by how obedient you were for him. you were so deep into subspace by now and seonghwa wanted nothing more than to care for you.

“ oh my g-god y/n, you're so incredible. im g-gonna cum soon, just wait for me sweetheart. you want me to cum in your pussy, yeah ? “

“ y-yes please seonghwa,, yes… inside please,, i want your cum inside me… "

inside? he thought to himself. your words had him whimpering desperately as he crept towards his orgasm. the pleasure was so intense for the both of you, as his fingers dangerously dug into your sides as your nails scratched along his tense, muscular back.

" y-yeah, baby? you want my cum inside you, sweetheart ? you want me to fuck you full of my cum? you want me to breed you, hm? “

his taunting words left your pussy clenching helplessly, intensifying another upcoming orgasm. you could see the sweat dripping down his forehead and off his chin, only making him look even sexier as his face contorted in pleasure as he approached his orgasm.

it only took a couple more thrusts before he pounde one last time, letting out a beautiful broken whine as his cum endlessly shot deep into you. he had buried his cock to the furthest he could go inside you, his fluids dangerously close to your cervix. his orgasm felt like it was never ending, the immense pleasure you bought him made him cum more intensely than ever before .

he continued thrusting into you in order to keep his cum as deep inside of you as possible. unknowingly though in your last spurts of stimulation as shockwaves overtook your body, you came hard, one last time for him.

his tip rubbed against your dangerous spot as you, once again, felt the dam inside you break free as you squirted all over him. his fingers went to move on your clit gently to elongate your orgasm and to leave you feeling fully satisfied. as the juices spurted out of you, seonghwa couldn't help but stare at you, drowning in lust (and your squirt). your pussy was now overflowing with a mixture of both your releases.

you weren't sure what number orgasm it was at this point, you didn't even know you were capable of such. seonghwa really just had that affect on you. as your orgasm drew to a close, you flopped back against the pillows like a fish with closed eyes and heavy breathing.

before seonghwa could succumb to the tiredness he felt and the desire to do nothing in your embrace, his instincts took over him as he immediately ran to care for you after such intensity.

you were startled into consciousness by the feeling of a warm, wet rag cleaning at your lower regions incredibly gently, while another hand was massaging your neck and shoulders. if ever you expressed discomfort from the sensitivity, seonghwa would immediately pause his actions as though to not overwork your body .

you opened your eyes after a minute or two to be met with seonghwa gazing at you patiently, with the look of an angel spread across his new worldly features. his hand, which was digging into your sore muscles, moved to wipe some of your hair out of your face, while the other picked up a glass of ice-cold water conveniently placed on the bedside table. seonghwa urged you to drink from it, silently panicking that he was tending to all your needs .

he gently rolled you onto your stomach and moved the comforter away from your fragile body. despite how he has just handled you, he couldn't help but feel like you were a porcelain doll that needed to be taken care of in every way. he would have hated to cause you any long term pain simply for his pleasure, so he made it his absolute goal to ensure you were well taken care of .

seonghwa gently yet thoroughly massaged your inner thighs and all the way along your back, gently applying pressure into any knots . he took his time in making sure he was targeting the most sore areas by asking you where you needed the most attention.

after a thorough 20 minutes of massaging, seonghwa moved to hover over your body so his lips were right next to your ear. he left a feather-like kiss to the skin behind your ear before whispering to you ,

"you wait here for a minute sweetheart, okay ? 'm gonna run you a nice warm bath. don't fall asleep just yet, baby. still gotta go for breakfast too. "

he planted one more kiss by your ear before moving off your body into the bathroom, leaving your skin to form goosebumps from the lack of warmth.

as you glanced over at the alarm clock on the bedside, 10:47am, you let out a small laugh realising that you had missed the hotel breakfast hours for your little moment .

#seonghwa smut #seonghwa fluff #seonghwa x reader #seonghwa #park seonghwa #ateez seonghwa #ateez fluff #ateez smut #ateez x reader #seonghwa angst #ateez angst

[homochadensistm]

I hope everyone remembers this post I made some 2 weeks ago, because a couple of Jordanians and Palestinians certainly do!

For the intelligent person, its common knowledge that the Gaza ""influencers"" or rather, the ""independent journalists"" as they like to call themselves now, are filthy rich. Be it Moataz with his incredibly thicc instagram history showcasing his expensive cameras, jewelry and trips abroad at the ripe age of 15, while allegedly living in one of the worst ghettos in Gaza (dir al balah). Or maybe Plestia, with her instagram history showing her studying at luxurious private highschool and unis around the middle east, u know, like an ordinary Gazan. Bisan is really no different, with a robust online presence between her instagram and facebook, showing that she too studied in luxurious unis, traveled the world and even traveled throughout Israel, which is only possible for her if she has another, foreign passport, and that alone is a strong indication that shes rich and comes from an ImportantTM family (not only the fact that she has a foreign passport, but the fact she was allowed entry to Israel to begin with). Bisan also had a private company of her own, which again, in Gaza, is only possible with the Correct Connections, wink.

Well, the turntables are finally table-ing and, as fate would have it, a couple of interesting screenshots were brought forward by both Palestinian and Jordanian influencers. Apologies in advance for the dogshit quality, here is the source for most of the screenshots (others will be provided along with the screenshot).

The following are excerpts from conversations with other ""independent journalists"" (not bisan, minus the 'old clothes' part, thats her), some u may recognize by the pfp :^)

Tumblr wont let me post a good quality translation image so Im breaking it down, but yall r welcome to save the pics off of Tamers og post and translate em yourselves via google.

After shit hit the fan, Bisan deleted the link to that GFM page from her ARABIC account (not from her ENGLISH audience acc because she knows the westoids are retarded) and blocked Tamer when confronted about the whereabouts of the donations money:

The results of this unearthed some more information proving that Bisan et al are actively lying about what is happening in Gaza to seduce westoids into giving her money. Exhibit A:

Intelligent people already knew she was lying and propagandizing back in December, and it was a big deal in Jordanian circles in Twitter, that took it very personally.

As for other ""independent journalists""" some Gazans are wising up. Do'a is actually dropping some mad truth bombs here:

Some Gazans remain unconvinced:

This whole thing is still pretty fresh, but Im sure the more time passes the more new interesting things are going to come up about her. My prophecy is that shes gonna leave Gaza pretty soon and cash out at half a millie because its gonna get way 2dangerous for her now that the Poor People she promised to help around her know.

I think this user summed it up pretty well:

Should we look into the lady who organized Bisans GFM from Norway? just for the lolz? :^)

#israel #palestine #free palestine #from hamas #bisan #bisan owda

[hanatagami]

Batfam! Reader x Platonic! Damian Wayne - cuddle sessions

this is probably some wishful out of characterness but i dont really care, i just want some fluffy damian sibling time in my life screw capitalization

and please dont look at the tags i dont know if im doing them right

i also haven’t checked for grammar errors

so im gonna show a damian under some very specific conditions

its gonna take you being a very affectionate person

but also someone who doesn’t tease, or knows when not to cause if you do it even once this is never happening again

its gonna take him being absolutely completely sure you wont tease him, or utter a single word about it to anybody in the house

he also has to be completely sure you won’t say no, like 120% sure you won’t say no

heres what i think thats gotta happen for cuddly sibling damian

first is to show an example of how much you want to crush him with affection but don’t because he wouldn’t like it

the scenario i imagine to start this is a competition between all the wayne siblings

the winner gets to do whatever they want to the loser

you are the fortune winner, damian is the unfortunate loser

well he wouldve been unfortunate if it was anyone else

ignoring all the suggestions from the others that would most certainly piss damian off, you already had your heart set on something

“You gotta let me hug you for an entire minute!”

silence

que jason laughing (just ignore him)

the others get a big smile on their face for multiple reasons i dont feel like getting into

but damian grumbles and reluctantly steps up to you

(dick is in charge of the timer)

you crouch down and proceed to wrap him in what you want to make the best hug in the world

you wrap your arms around his neck and hold him to your chest, cradling his head in your arms

you gave a good amount of squeeze, a good comforting amount of squeeze

you don’t think you’d get a chance like this again, damian would never let himself lose again no matter what it takes if you have a good chance of winning

lost in the feeling of finally being able to smother your youngest sibling with affection you didnt really take notice of his reaction

you didnt notice how his body melted into your embrace (though only just a bit)

you didn’t feel how his breath on your neck began to slow down and relax 

or how his eyes began to droop halfway

you were lost in your own little word- and so was he

in fact when dick decided to break you out of your trance, it seems you both had gone passed the promised time without realizing

you had assumed damian was keeping count and would shove you off immediately after it hit the 60 second mark

but he didnt

and by the embarrased look on his face you could see he had MEANT to, but for some reason forgot

you had never seen his composure so broken as jason took the chance to immediately poke fun at him

(tho damian didn’t know that jason was also a secretive fan of hugs from you)

it was a good time 10/10 would hug again

lets skip a bit

but just know theres been a lot of thinking while damian has been on his  lonesome

he liked your hug a lot more then he thought he would

it was so warm and comforting and he had found himself unconsciously leaning into it

his mother wasn’t an affectionate person, being an assassin didn’t allow such luxuries

bruce wasn’t much better, though he tried to be

and by the time his siblings and him got any kind of close he was already uncomfortable with such affections

he never realized how truly touch starved he was cause at this point in his life he didn’t see why he would indulge in such niceties, it was unpleasant

but it more pleasant then he expected, and he had let his guard down which was a critical mistake in both assassination and vigilantism

but there was an itch he now couldn’t scratch with that mindset

he’d been going back and forth with himself for days about asking you to hug him again

(cause lord knows he wasn’t asking anyone else)

and after a particularly stressful day, people at school just bugging the hell out of him, and not being allowed to go out on patrol that night cause bruce noticed his stress

and damian could only assume bruce thought he’d take it out on criminals

which damian was too proud to admit was possible

So imagine your surprise when Damian just bursts into your room, slams the door shut, and turns towards you with his eyes squeezed shut and his arms out

now this is what i meant about teasing and joking, a teasing “no” or any other funny comment and he’ll be humiliated and outta there faster then he was in and he will never come back

its a good thing you knew that right?

you couldn’t help the smile that spread on your face as you approached him and gently wrapped your arms around him

you could tell he was grateful you didn’t say anything

you’d have to guess he has been wanting this for a minute cause it didn’t take him long to completely snuggle up into you

You hadn’t realized he was so craving of affection, and you hazard a guess he hadn’t known either

it was a couple minutes before he broke away from you

when he looked up and saw your warm smile he turned completely red and sped out the door

how cute!

and now to your greatest hopes, it had started becoming a common occurrence!

your youngest brother is now actively seeking out your affection and its an incredible feeling

after the first couple times you had actually gotten him to speak to you during or after

and then a couple times after that, you had gotten him to stop speeding out of your room

he came the most at night, after dinner when everyone would be too busy working or in their room to notice his venture to yours

it was now common for you to silently hug him with one arm with him sat with you in your chair while doing homework or studying for college

or when you play something he’ll sit in front of you and let you rest your head on his

one of your favorite memories is him falling asleep on your lap on accident and him being so embarrassed when he woke up he pretended to still be asleep

you could feel the heat in his face so you decided to do him a favor and pretend you hadn’t noticed and instead moved him to your bed

though you couldn’t help the small kiss you planted on his forehead, knowing he couldn’t bring it up without outing himself

he’ll have to live with it

and you were surprised to find out he was the kind of brother who would sneak into your room at night

now you never caught the reason why, but you at least knew he didn’t want you to know

he came in and laid next to you when you were “sleeping” and left before you “woke up”

you assumed he was facing some inner demons when he did this, and wanted the small comfort but didn’t want the embarrassment of waking you up and asking you

you and alfred now have a hidden code, not that alfred knows (he probably does but you didnt tell him, but you were sure him and bruce had noticed and got a good idea as to what was happening)

well its not much of a code but when alfred asks for you or damian for one thing or another, you can send him something along the lines of “hey, ive got damian helping me with something” and alfred seems to get it and leaves you two alone for now

im not gonna say how, you and damian dont even know he does, but bruce has pictures

which is crazy cause you’ve never taken one, even while damian is asleep, cause this isn’t something your ruining

but bruce has pictures and he keeps them safe and secure for only him and alfred to see

seeing damian be so close to you makes him so happy

not that he’d say, him and damian are alike in that way

but alfred knows though

he always knows

#batman #wayne family adventures #damian wayne #batfam #x reader #gender neutral reader #fluff #platonic #batfam x reade #damian wayne x reader

[aristotels]

What do you think the outcome of the AI debate will be? Does this differ from what you think it should be?

Do you consider it worth engaging in/with at all?

i dont think there will be any actual outcome because the debate in *this* form about whether it is or isnt art is useless precisely because its philosophical and doesnt have an actual answer. it also doesnt rly change anything in context of art being "expression of human emotion" or whatever. the only context i can see where ai status as art matters is the context in regards to art as a profession and that doesnt affect people making gay sex cats on their laptop or hobbyists who make art out of love. im talking about things like if ai should be allowed in applications for state fundings for visual artists, if it could be basis for joining artist guilds etc.

(p.s. you cant actually just show up and join the guild, at least not in my country - you need to have like 5 years of public activity as an artist, certain number of solo and collective and juried exhibitions completed with documentation, and your art has to meet some standard for you to be accepted.)

these are things concerning visual art as profession, not human soul or whatever. i think people keep using artist as a professional status and human activity interchangably, and it creates confusion. art as expression is humane and holy and all that, art as work and a profession is simply a category defining labour and has no moral value. same way like teaching, nursing, etc are job descriptions. artists shouldnt be above the working class. thats how arts were treated in ex-yugoslavia, where artists werent separated or holier than other people, but were a part of proleteriat. a lot of funding was being given to artists because art was supposed to be for everyone and cultural soul and food for people. (the "art is a luxury" argument has genuinly been getting on my nerves; idk who the fuck came up w it but art is a service like any other. i also believe artists have duties to their own compatriots, to provide art to the public and not just burgeoise. this is going to be taken out of context btw, but it does make sense under a communist state).

i think that this whole ai discussion is trying to elevate artists to something "grander than ordinary humans" when its rly not. the yearning wish to be acknowledged as an artist instead of prompter is a part of it as well, making the "artist" status to be the only way creativity can be recognized as worthy. i think the same of people who talk about art needing to have SOUL btw. in both cases the artist status becomes something soo special and important, when it rly shouldnt be.

the individualism of artist as an independent creator instead of a part of proleteriat collective is problematic.

anyway why do i care if ai art has art status or not? the closest example i can come up with are comics in croatian national funding, where things arent very clear. comics belong both to visual media... and literature. so for example, instead of applying for visual arts, we are required to apply comic books to the literary works funding. however, the commission prefers writers - so you have more money allocated to the writers than comic book artists, and theyre disproportionately granted. the grants are also the same amount. you get 21,000kn to write a book or draw a long form comic.

then, for example, i have an official artist status in croatia. comics are my primary activity - but see, there is no category for that. i can only be a sculptor, a painter, or a multimedia artist. and the closest thing to a comic artist is........a painter. and the requirements for the painter status require a set number of solo and collective juried exhibitions - in gallery and all. why should a comic artist who draws comics be required to participate in juried gallery exhibitions? the commission doesnt care about hundreds of pages ive drawn and the publications ive been a part of - they want exhibitions.

anyway sry for a horribly long post, but my point is that the art status of ai needs to be defined for *things like these*. in context of creative value it doesnt matter, but in context of craftmanship it might.

this might ALSO be because "umjetnik" (artist) in my language is mostly used as a defined status, while hobbyists will usually say "i dabble in art/drawing" instead of assigning themselves the label. its rarely used by someone who just likes to draw on the side. my official academic title is "diplomirani umjetnik", my national status is "samostalni umjetnik". to me the word "artist" is simply a descriptor of my job, so thats how i see and understand that word, but im realizing it might be different in the english language.

[vaingod]

What are some of the things you've noticed about these middle class city gays and their lifestyles? What are some of the things that stood out to you the most that is completely normalized? Because I see these pretty gay boys from the global north on Instagram and how perfect and white their teeth are, iPhone, MacBook, nice restaurants, nice gyms, holidays, expensive clothes that look very plain but you know that plain white t shirt was somehow $100 to me its like when Katniss sees the people in the Capitol and I just can't relate...especially since theyre all so skinny and pretty and have nice things!

Ok im saying this all as an immigrant thats lived here for a decade and still experiences this disconnection between city gays. Its the money, its always the amount of money they are comfortable throwing away on tech like you said but its more than just some rando city person buying themself an apple product once every 3 years or something. In order to live the life that you noticed these people tend to live you need 1 of the 2.

1. Rich parents. Most city gays that you see on Instagram are these. They usually go to school or have a job like one day a week type deal but they dont worry about rent or bills ever, no number on paper scares them to say the least but they are also really weird about you paying back like coffees or miniscule shit.

2. Are in debt. Most of my friends that are middle class are this

Like i wont forget meeting this girl through a drag actor friend of mine and she was cool and one of those all pink people so we vibed nicely until she started pulling up pages and pages of clothes and shoes and furniture that cost more than ive spent my entire life and talking about all the things she wants like a bratty child and i was losing my grip on reality before she talked about her hot pink custom paint job porshe and how her dad payed for it all cus she wasnt gonna drive a boring straight car. Like this attitude specifically is what drives me up the wall cus as someone whos jumped to and from alternative scenes a big appeal was making my own accessories and clothes and fucking shit up and looking trashy but alluring to other people like me. even when i went through my fem diva phase i exclusively thrifted vintage clothes to embody a 60 year old diva i didnt spend hundreds of dollars to look good?? My 90s thrifted furcoat ive worn for 7 years cost me 10 bucks.

As for middle class or poor gays that are in debt that keep going in debt to allow themselves the luxuries that they see gays with (their parents) money can allow themselves, i feel like its a very complex social dynamic that isnt easily explained by poor prople are allowed nice things or everyone deserves luxuries. And its harmful however its explained because very often the sentiment from middle class gays in regards to overspending obfuscates what a luxury is, not a few times have i heard from gays with debt "if i had the money i would take a private jet everywhere i wouldnt give a single fuck if i had access to things that rich people had I would use them just the same or more"

Class division is really like that tho, id compare it to how middle class suburbians dont want better public transport and shut any finances that go into it cus they dont want poor "suspicious" people coming to their neighborhoods. And that shut down of public transport only hurts them and their community but they do it anyway. Ill say it outright most middle class gays in debt that do everything to spend money to live a fantasy of not being in the same social class as poor gays are doing so intentionally.

#again im just some insane immigrant babbling but the way you described that type of people felt closer to my perception of them? #like theyd do anything not to be socially or technologically behind. they must be the epitome of beauty no matter what it costs #therefore expensive gyms and diets and cleanses that dont work and laser and chemical peels and scar removal white teeth etc etc etc

[blueiight]

I get your point about Claudia living on her own being not ideal but I just don't think its the view of the show is that she NEEDS Louis in that way. She wants him to go with her cause she loves him but when he says no she's perfectly fine leaving by herself. Truly the only reason they're able to live in luxury in NOLA is because of Lestat otherwise the great depression has pretty much put everyone else in squalor. I think we'll see when they're traversing Europe that they will be living on the fringes in a society and in shit conditions unlike their book counterparts.

Now of course other vampires are a danger to her but any vampire older than her and Louis would be a danger to them both. They are both weak relatively young vampires. Lestat beats them both with ease without a scratch on him. Like what's Louis gonna do against Armand's motorcycle gang? lmao

claudia may not need or especially even want to be provided for in that way but really what means of independence could she actually have as an immortal creature who looks like a young girl in that era without being tethered to a man? im not talking economics i mean even being allowed to migrate to another country as a 40+ year old vampire that looks like a black teenage girl. Alone. independence for women was still very very recent in history, much less for girlchildren. marriage was ur only option, or being a daughter. Thats It. these are things to consider when horror has shown itself to be intimately tied with the world at play around it. she’ll prolly have to take louis’s last name & play off as something to him in the eyes of humanity... and like u said, the reason why they were so well off in new orleans is bc of their ties to lestat. without lestat… the possibilities are endless

#yn. #yn answers #can i fuck on armand’s motorcycle gang #iwtv #claudia

[tvxqdbsk]

i was just happening to read your ayyo concept analysis and was reminded, did u know snsd tiffanys solo (ijwd <3) was also partially shot at the same pink motel?? i just found it a bit funny that sm returned later for another release

I think the repack was not well planned, but they still made one bcs they could tell ppl wanted it, so it was pushed out half hearted. Lets now set the bar reaaal low they thought. If ppl had given up and we skipped this release, waited until a real new concept (maybe a mini?) i wonder if we might have dodged this mess

idk.. i also think 127 needs another career evolution? like im not sure how or how to put it, but something...preferably outside the nct bubble. socially? with more of the ent industry or? hm i could keep going i just realized haha

i cant believe i didnt recognize the motel but i havent seen that mv in yearsss. ok just went back and watched it and i guess the only part i should have recognized from the ay-yo teasers is the empty pool but otherwise i dont think i would have realized without you telling me bc they mostly used different areas of the motel.

my memory is a bit fuzzy with the details of the repackage timeline but im pretty sure we were told a while ago that there would be a repackage so thats why everyone was expecting one (or maybe not, maybe we just assumed there would be one). i really dont know what kind of strategy they were going for with this awful repackage. but sm are no strangers to delays so i dont get why they couldnt have just delayed it a few more months if they needed more time.

the 127s DO need a career refresh. wayv and especially dream both feel fresh and interesting at the moment even with dream currently promoting a 90s cover song. their concepts feel distinctive and characteristic of their respective subunits and both have progressively evolved over time in a way that makes sense. 127's concept just feels stale :/ i think the 2 baddies concept photos were ALMOST THERE with the jack henry inspired photography especiallyyy his rosalía pics and rob pat pics for gq. i think they could have really pushed the visuals. i would LOVE to see 127 with a bit more edge to them. and instead of worrying about staying as pretty as possible. theyre already pretty they dont need to worry about that. i want to see them be INTERESTING and PUSH THE BOUNDARIES for whats the norm in kpop ok i have a vision. dpr ian is a wonderful example of what im talking about, though i would like to see 127 go with a bit more editorial/futuristic/luxury branding.

also look at some of the other pics from those shoots im obsessed

there are also some really great korean photographers too who have done really interesting work that i think would fit 127 like:

cho gi-seok, an icon. everyone knows cgs! and for a reason! i especially love their matrix inspired series it would be sooo good for 127 but their other futuristic/tech shoots are perfect for 127 too

pakbae is also great and while they focus more on fashion photography, they do occasionally work with idols for magazines. i love that they always throws a few interesting and unexpected images

go won tae has done plentyy of idol photoshoots that you would probably recognize.

less, aka kim taekyun, my tried and true. has also worked with a bunch of idols and with sm for superm and solo taemin and baekhyun concept photos in the past. i also love his editorial shoots but i'll just show some of the work he's done with sm. i think he could do something REALLY interesting if only sm would allow it

#ask

[wingsfromwhere]

What handgun i want to carry is a completely hypothetical situation since im not allowed to carry a firearm on school campus. But ive been wondering if using an autoloading pistol is the right way to go. Sure you have the luxury of being able to reload magazines. But if i dont intend on carrying an extra magazine. I feel like the simple design of a revolver lends itself to be the more obvious choice, especially for concealed carry. The only draw back at that point is capacity and firepower. As long as im in a low crime environment i can count on not meeting anyone with armor so theres really no point in going for any crazy good penetration cartridges. Capacity is the only issue imo. With 22lr you can exceed the capacity of an m1911 but i dont really have confidence in a calibre that size. 38 special is a nice one but the bigger the calibre and the bigger your capacity, the less concealability. Thats less of an issue with an autoloader but still i think the extra bulk of an autoloader isnt ideal for conceal carry. Another aspect is that the majority of autoloaders are single action and thus have easy trigger pulls since the autoloading takes care of the first action, whereas if i have a hidden hammer double action revolver, i can almost always be sure that i wont pull the trigger out of nervousness in an emergency.

Food for thought atm

[8uny]

an opinion

you know what i changed my mind "queerbaiting in real life" isnt real "straight" celebrities are allowed to pretend to be gay for clout harry styles, taylor swift, that guy from supernatural and more than that if youre a celebrity you dont have the luxury to question and experiment with your sexuality without hundreds of thousands of rabid people on the internet tearing you to shreds for stupid ass reasons from both sides you as a man can kiss a man on stage and all your gay fans cheer and still later on be like "hahah im straight though. i mean. wink " and i wont call that queerbaiting i dont think youre deceptive i think youre allowed to do whatever you want. you arent lying for money or clout thats like a mindset a transmed has about 'transtrenders' since when was it easier to be noncomforming? since when was being gay more profitable than being straight? i think making conspiracies about artist's sexualities is dumb it aint ur business. if a straight actor plays a gay character they arent obligated to come out. lest be called homophobic for stealing gay jobs. cishet men can wear dresses for fun and not be stealing from gay culture. they arent obligated to say 'oh im bicurious so i can wear skirts now' maybe they just wanna for fun. harry styles isnt homophobic for not being more upfront denying the gay allegations. ambiguity is awesome. we arent owed an itemized list of labels. maybe hes queer maybe hes not its not our business.

i havent listened to ANY of his music by the by. i just see ppl chat cuz of grammys and whatnot.

#8uny rants

[luveline]

hiiii jade my darling my love <3 hope im not too late to share my thoughts on june baby with you!! i was so so so excited to read part 6!! this might be a bit too long though i’m sorry in advance

Eddie squeezes her hand fondly. She’s becoming quite the deviant. He wonders if it’s his fault. 

i love love love thinking about the amount of things junie gets from eddie. i think you’ve mentioned june being very similar to her mom and of course thats cause she’s the only one who’s been around all the time and it kinda shapes her personality BUT now she has eddie as well and i can’t help but picture her becoming somehow similar to him as well

You know you can sit there and gather your bearings without explanation. That he’ll look after you and Junie whenever you need him to. A little shimmer of pride brims at the realisation. 

and

She’s eaten every last morsel by the time you emerge. He’s more pleased than he started, because you trust him to do this while you get dressed without rushing, and you’ll allow yourself the luxury of ten minutes alone. 

every time we get to see her putting down her walls a little bit more and letting eddie help her and junie makes me feel proud too <3 it’s definitely not easy to trust someone enough to let them with your kid but i’m glad it’s happening <3

You’re ridiculously touchy, like a sponge for love. You want it just as often as you give it. He and Junie are both happy to humour you.

a win for us annoyingly touchy girls

Another round of kisses are exchanged. Kisses like a first love, excited and quick and wanting a little bit more each time. 

that was so cute :( beautifully written too :(

Why are you worrying about this stuff?

Have to worry about something. These days my options are slim pickings, thanks to you.

eddie must feel so proud knowing that he’s taking some weight off her shoulders simply by taking care of them :(( as they DESERVE

He flops back into the couch cushions, arms behind his head. "Yeh. You can’t help yourself, can you? Making that girl cooler every day." (…) He’s serious and joking at the same time. It’s a very cheesy thing to say and it isn’t untrue. It’s the juxtaposition of every parent, he supposes, the insurmountable task they perform on such a grand scale. It looks impossible, and yet people have been managing it for thousands of years anyways. At varying levels of success, sure. 

making that girl cooler GAHH 😩😩 i love him. first of many favourite quotes <3

He doesn’t know if he should, but he does the same as he’d done for Junie, tearing the cardboard fastening off of the blanket and shaking it out, before beckoning you forward and wrapping it around your shoulders. You smile, and you look like you could cry, not that you will but you could, your lips pressed together and your eyebrows gently furrowed. He takes your face into both hands. "That’s an acceptable present?” he asks. You turn your head, your lips pressed to the base of his thumb. He strokes the top of your cheek, the skin there smooth and dewy, fresh from the shower. “Do you want a kiss?” he asks knowingly. You fluster at being read that easily, “No, I… yeah, I do, I do, don’t be smug, please…" "I’m not smug, I wanna kiss you just as bad as you want me to, I’d crawl into your skin if I could–"

and

He makes you a sandwich. It’s a simple pleasure to watch. He washes his hands, grabs all the fillings, and makes it carefully. It’s too much care to be put into a sandwich. It makes your chest ache. He browns it in the frying pan and presents it to you with little fanfare. Odd, for him. “What, no, ta-da? No kiss?” you ask. “I was trying to keep it classy,” he says, bending down to kiss the skin shy of the corner of your eye. “Now eat, please. I worry about you."

and

When you wake up, it’s to the sounds and smells of French toast, or Eddie’s approximate version, a spatula scraping against the sides of your frying pan and Eddie singing a children’s song. You scrunch your eyes together and groan as you turn into the sheets, hiding your head under the pillow from the noise. You love them, you’re tired —maybe in half an hour you’ll want to join in. 

askajdkak they’re sooo happy they make such a happy family im so glad they’re together now 🤧🤧🤧🤧 the way they’re always so blunt and honest about their need and concerns too!!

“Mom… so pretty,” (…) “You think I’m pretty?” you ask. You don’t know if Junie even knows what pretty is. You say it to her so often, it might feel like a strand of “I love you,” or even, “Good morning.” Maybe she doesn’t get it. She sits up in your lap and reaches up for your face with both hands. You bend to let her. “Pretty,” she says again. She squeezes your cheek. Maybe she doesn’t understand. Or maybe she does. Yeah, she does. Your baby thinks you’re pretty. You pour love into her unfailingly and she’s giving you some of her own. 

jade. my HEART. definitely one of my favourite parts <3

STEVE MEETING JUNIE STEVE TAKING CARE OF JUNIE AT DAYCARE STEVE PLAYING FOOTBALL WITH JUNIE!!!!!! losing my mind!!!!

the whole love confession scene made me WEAK i can’t even talk about it without bursting into tears

can’t talk about the scene where she breaks down crying too cause i WILL cry again

okay for this next part i’ll quote lots of different parts but i just couldn’t not mention it.

Junie, for all her brilliant smarts, her growing mind, doesn’t really get what he means. She knows that she’s the bug he’s talking to, and that he’s doing something fun from the lilting cadence of his teasing, but beyond that it’s nonsense

and

Junie nods. Mom always knows best, she knows, in an abstract way. Except for when you say that the one-eyed stray that slinks around doesn’t like pets. He loves them when you’re not looking. 

and

He squeezes Junie’s toes as he passes, and despite how weird it feels she kind of likes it. She loves Eddie, astronomically, gargantuanly, though these are big words to her. Love can’t be described in the words that she knows.

and

She doesn’t know that she misses you, but she does miss you heartily when you leave her at the daycare for the day, or sometimes when she wakes up first in the mornings and can’t climb into bed with you. She doesn’t understand missing you, only wanting you, and she wants Eddie in the same capacity. When he picks her up she feels better, and happy, and loved when his hand stretches palm-flat over her back and pats a turbulent rhythm. He sings too fast to understand, one of his loud songs. Your music is quieter, because you’re a quiet mom. You whisper when she falls asleep on your chest, singing love songs under your breath as the night creeps in, and your footfall is carefully measured. But you laugh loudly, one of Junie’s favourite sounds in the whole world —up there with the Muppet Babies’ theme song and the squeak your tennis shoes make when you half-run to the baby gate at pick up. 

and

Handsome is kind of like junebug, only you never call Junie handsome, so it must be Eddie’s alone. Junie doesn’t mind: she gets called baby and babe and bub and sweetheart and even little lady when she’s being really good. It goes without saying that she feels very, very loved. Even her name feels like a pet name when you say it most the time. 

i love that you wrote it in a way that we can see the world through junies eyes and thoughts <3 seeing r and eddie and their dynamic and how much they love junie through her eyes!!! and the way she knows that even though she doesn’t know it really but gets it either way!!! and how much she loves them back!!!

Eddie thinks you’re pretty even when you’re exhausted. In the fullest sense of the word, you meet every definition in his dictionary. You have these eyes that might not pull everyone in but more than hook him, and when you look at him sometimes it’s with so much love you’re basically an angel. Your smile is beautiful because it’s yours. Your voice is lovely because of the words you choose to say, that endless sweetness and softness. He knows you well enough now to realise that there is an end to it in reality. When you’re tired or fed up, you can be snappy and blunt and occasionally argumentative, but he likes that. He doesn’t want you any other way, 'cos perfect doesn’t exist and if it did he’d still end up on your doorstep with a plastic bag in the crook of his elbow, begging for one of those shitty mini pizzas you make and a place at your table. 

another favourite <3 that was PERFECT

"Woah, woah, who says I’m moving out?” Eddie asks, laughing nervously. Wayne takes a big bite of sandwich and Eddie suffers without an answer until he’s done. “'We,’” Wayne says, “you keep saying ’we’. Sounds serious."  

and

"Hey, hey, wait. Wait a second.” He tears his gaze from the pool to meet your eyes. “I’m settling down. I am. I want to. I want to be with you, and I want to look after you. I love doing it. This,” —he gestures around your backyard— “is what I want. I want a ton of other things and I’m not giving up on them, I wanna make music, and get a job that pays better, but I want to do those things with you. You and Juniper." 

it’s funny (in a sweet way) how they haven’t been together for that long but this is it. they’re settling down. it’s more than serious. they both feel so lucky and they’re always saying it to each other <3<3<3

“Steve, this might shock you, but I actually like having company. It was just me and Junie for so, so long, and I love her, but–” You stir the soup with a wooden spoon rather than continue whatever embarrassing thing your heart had compelled you to verbalise. “I missed having real conversations.” You laugh. “I’ve never been as lucky as when Eddie decided he didn’t mind being around me." 

i like r/steve’s dynamic so much!!! also steve’s gf mentioned being have you seen her main character. your brain is so big and beautiful

"I’m weird about you. Keep being like this and I’ll get weirder. You couldn’t cope with that and neither could I."

aakksjajakel they’re my EVERYTHING. i mean it. you have no idea how much they mean to me.

you know how much i love your writing and baby juniper and her little family have a very special place in my heart so i’m beyond happy and THANKFUL with every chapter you write and share with us. you’re my favourite writer in the world and i love getting to watch you get out of your comfort zone and try new things such as those bits with junie’s point of view. it was amazing and easily my favourite part. i love you and can’t wait to see what else comes from your beautiful beautiful genius big brain. 💌 - lu

hoh

I really wanted to nail down how they're coming to traut each other while being in a dorky kind of love at the same time, like the excitement and honeymoon feeling they have is new but the love and trust is almost a year of friendship and I think i overeplained that at points but I was just really enjoying it 😅 all the adoration was great I love love and I love how much they love each other

the confession AND the crying was also too fun 😅😭 I was feeling rubbish and Eddie's comforting is great, I want to make it so he's Him but like Him with months of love and understanding holding him up, he knows her well enough to know what to say even if he hasn't seen it before :( I wanna write EDDIE being vulnerable and sad in the next one because he's a pillar of strength most the time

Junie's pov was hard cos I don't actually know much about children her age beyond family members I don't see every day, so it's like I felt I wanted to do it well but I ALSO didn't mind if it wasn't perfect because it was purely for fun anyhow and I just thought it would be nice to emphasise that she feels loved even if she doesn't understand why

Thank you luuuu<3 I've been getting some kind messages lately and wondering if they're even real, it feels so unreal to get your asks and see what you liked and to know you at the same time, I'm amazed that you like what I write AND me 😭 love you love you <3<3

#jade's asks #ily

[carrickbender]

Saturday 6:

1. Last weekend I helped my mom move her horse. Wanna know how it was? You know that scene from "The Big Lebowski" where Walter is releasing the ashes and it blows back and hits the Dude in the face, and he says, "why is it always a travesty with you?" Well thats exactly what it was- the trailer was stuck when we went to pick it up, she jack knifed going up a serious grade trying to get to the barn, had to call a tow truck, it got stuck, Juls had a tantrum and broke free of her when walking down said hill to the trailer... it was pretty much agricultural tragic. I love my mom, but good lord...

2. The chickens and farm life pics are from where my mom moved has moved Juls, and its absolutely stunning. The Camas flowers are just starting to bloom, he has friends ranging from barn cats to a dry band of ewes (who are living in the lap of luxury, waiting for God(dess), while eating some of the nicest grass I've ever seen). Oh, and the neighbours breed bison for meat soooo we are thinking about buying part of one. It's good stuff.

3. My last grandma is on the downward slide, and I kinda don't know how to feel about it. She and my dad have definite issues, but she and I have never been close thanks to me not even knowing my dad until I was 19. He says he has some "grandma stuff" that he wants to tell us, but he wants to wait until she has passed on. And I also don't know how to feel about that either...

4. I booked my trip to see my dentist for the 21st of June. I have money, but its a question of will I have enough cash to get it all done... I swear to God(dess), sometimes I just want the damn things all yanked out and get dentures. Lol, let's see what kind of magic they can work. #thanksulcers

5. Speaking of medical issues that belong between a person and their doctor, the anger I feel towards 3 particular senators is pretty intense these days. I don't know why Manchin is allowed to caucus with the democrats anymore. Schumer has no guts, and the whole thing disgusts me.

6. Oh, and last but not least: I tested positive for covid this morning. I started feeling crappy a few days ago, and it just kept getting worse: headache, stomach issues, fever, sinus pain, a little bit foggy mentally... and now I'm coughing a lot and exhausted. Should have been a clue last night when I pulled my CLO² sample(which is strong enough bleach solution to eat through your clothing with 1 drop), and on a whim, put it up about 3/4 of an inch from my nose and I couldn't smell it. So yeah... if yall have any boots on the ground advice, feel free to share.

Much love to all. And I'll be fine, really. I think im just used to being exhausted.

#me #this is my life #dadlife #henry adam #covid 19 #im exhausted #this sucks

[this-should-do]

anyways guys hold on had a breakthru in barneys gordon centric conflict,

so like before now, his co flicr has been a sorta vague "gordon is so different and traumatized and im struggling to readjust to having this new gordon compared to the idealized mental image i made of him" that would eventually develop to "oh he is so traumatized and closed off i need to balance vetween my own mental health and trhing to help him" thats made more difficuly for barney becuz hes developed a lil bit of a short temper but made easier becuz hes learned the ins and outs of how to ingeneral treat others who are so outwardly traumatized by way of everyone bei g sum kind of fucked up

and like thats fine thats cool, a nice development but its kinda flat, and it doesnt allow for a strong enough inner co flict on barneys behalf and also kinda centralized gordon too much to him for someone whos been without gordon for 20 years and also gets in the aay of having other charas have their moment to shine and to help gordon, cuz this whole thought lrocess spawned from writing a kleiner pov fic about kleiner reaching ojtto help gordon almost immediately followkng the showerfic and im writing it and wondering "hey why the fuck isnt barney the one to do this if he isnt that opposed to getting close to gordon again since he gets to gordon first in the timeline?" so the answrr obvs is that:

Barneys second develiped conict after the first mwntioned inner co flict ovwr gordon is trying to figure out if he even Wants gordon back in his life, cuz FR 20 fucking years hes old his back hurts hes doesnt jave time for this shit, he for all intents and purpoaes is over gordon (sure theres like the lil fantasy of what if maybe.. that u get over like childhood friends u "miss" in the abstract) and adding gordon back into his life would be a whole new balancing act, its also a firther reason for barney to distance himself from gordon outaide the laready big reason of barney has gotten used to distancing himself from those around him (including loved ones) to protect himself and them given a) the fact that citizens in general arent even allowed talk in public (at least by the time of hl2) and b) b-boys a fucking spy! u dont get the luxury of talking to peiole around u all willy nilly lest u risk harm to urself or others

like barneys og conflicts prerescas is the inability to express himself deeply, which evolves to become more the extreme just discussed, and the inability to make descions for himself, which then evolves to the extreme of trying to decide if he wants gordon back in his life

anyways no clue if this is intelihible or makes any sense particulalrly that last end bit its 120am and i need to go to sleep, so to summarise barney better inner gordon conflict is he needs to decide if he wants gordon back at all

#god this makes so much of the stiff ive written about him oitside the stiff ive pu lished make like... more sense #and theres all sorts of thkngs i could bring up but im a too tired and b thsure not pu lishes or finished so itd be so co textless for yall #ponderingradioactivedecay #anyways yeah this makes way more sense #and i think this also solves a hitch i was having with a fic whrre i couldnt write more cuz there wasnt a whole lot #a) what barney wants and b) what the conflict was and c) whats keeping barney from spilling his guts right there #ohgoguugh okay #writng for other characters to figure out different cbaracters is literally so crazy how that works #everyone say thank u kle1ner for being sk direct in his actions to try to reach out to gordon so that im forced to realize whats barneys #fucking problwm ksbdbdbsb

[mbat]

yknow what, man? i will laugh at fascists. keyword at. because aside from obviously being pissed off at them and wanting nothing more than to strange them with my bare hands, what else am i supposed to do?

everything i am is everything fascists hate. im literally jewish and trans and bisexual. i want everyone to have safety and homes and food and education unconditionally, i dont believe bodies are binary, i believe medicine and healthcare should be a right, not a luxury. i believe in a lot of things that are so opposite of fascists and if they knew i existed theyd hate me like they hate everyone else.

there is no world in which id agree with them even if my life depended on it. especially if my life depended on it.

and also, lets just be real here, they are ridiculous. the way they act is manipulative, but fucking ridiclous. i had people accusing me a few days back of being awful because i said that calling art 'degenerate' is funny. yknow why i said that? because thats just fucking stupid to me! its art dude! its not gonna do anything to you! maybe it can suck or depict shitty things, but its just a drawing/sculpture/what have you bro!

like, i know why fascists attack art. art is often the ultimate expression of the self, or love, or joy, or simply humanity. expression attacks oppression. to get rid of art would help them, so of course they would attack it like an enemy. but like... bro, come on. its still just art, man. degenerate.... you sound so ridiculous 💀

and like. ive been drawing for over 10 years now, whether it shows or not, so like, i get it if people find it not sounding the best that my first reaction is to laugh at the face of someone trying to attack something so personal and such, but also thats exactly why i do. these dickwads thrive on reaction, they want you to get upset, or insecure, or whatever. i draw because it brings me joy, if my art is somehow devoid of morals or whatever they even mean by "degenerate"... oh well? i dont usually show my art to others anyway, and even if i do its still just an image, and usually pretty tame ones at that. i hurt no one with my art lmao.

id rather just laugh in their face. what are they going to do about it?

i am stronger, any of us are stronger, than every single one of them. all of us who allow ourselves to be free, who dare to think outside of what weve been told, have more of a backbone than theyve ever had in their whole lives. they want to uphold systems that do nothing but hurt everyone, even the top, because it is inherently poisonous to the human brain. systems that want anything except for humanity from the human experience.

i laugh because i know that aside from the way they hurt others, they are just shells of a human being, and that is so hilariously sad.

#i still stand by everything i said on that one post #but seriously fuck everyone else on that post who was either devoid of reading comprehension or just wanted to make a random person sound #sound bad because it made you feel better about yourself... #literally people on that post were congratulating one person who misinterpreted EVERYTHING i said and it was like. #fuck all of you for real dude. #being teamed up on sucks but especially when im not even in the wrong #like if im wrong ill admit it dude but i was not wrong #like i admit my wording can come off confusing as hell but i dont think it came off bad enough to make it sound like i agreed with fascists #just. smfh. assholes fr. i blocked all of them cause i dont need that shit in my life. if some stranger wanna think bad of me #and talk shit on me just to make themselves feel better. go ahead i guess. hope it helps you sleep at night :// #with that out of the way. idek dude #my post #anti fascism #ALSO THEY WERE TRYING TO SPIN MY WORDS TO MAKE IT SOUND LIKE IM ANTISEMITIC? BRO? #they thought i was talking about a specific person (i was not?) who happened to be jewish.... dude what.... #nothing i had said indicated that i was talking about a specific person.

[nako-doodles]

seeing tae traveling on his own (going to malta) made me realize how bad i am at traveling, nevertheless alone. i still dont understand the whole process ngl. i have horrible anxiety so even going thru checks makes me so nervous plus w/ how quick it goes and u gotta take all your stuff out and rush and its a mess so id probably forget my own bags if someone wasnt with me. u must've traveled a lot right, are u comfortable doing it on your own by now?

traveling alone is always going to be stressful, esp as an asian woman yknow? travel will always be a rush rush wait affair (unless ur hella rich) and murphys law will hit you at one point or other. however, research and preparedness will be your best friend, and the experience and sights you see will be worth it 🥰🥰🥰

im going to compile some tips after the cut if you need it:

i always keep a list of everything i need to pack, organized by: toiletries (if theyre in your carry-on, you need to make sure its within airline security regulations. creams count as liquids. BRING SUNSCREEN!), clothes, accessories, and shoes (make sure you have enough to change every day, plus 1-2 days extra. also make sure you have layers like a jacket/large scarf which can also be a blanket and COMFY shoes that has room for swollen feet. you can repeat clothes so you can pack light. check the weather! bring an umbrella!), electronics (AND THEIR CHARGERS! bring a socket/voltage exchange if its different from your country), medicine (check your destinations rules on drugs. DONT ASSUME), YOUR DOCUMENTATION (passport/photo ID, visas, vax records, emergency contacts, hotel/destination addresses. keep a hard copy of it away from where you store your OG docs, and keep pictures of your documentations in your phone), and itinerary (where are you staying? do you need travelers insurance? did you call your bank so you can access your cards at your destination? what is your budget? do you need to change currency? you should have emergency money for taxis and a night at the hotel IN CASH)

pack your things into your luggage and DONT TAKE THEM OUT. for last minute things, create a separate packing list for when you leave for the airport. if you are taking a carry-on, make sure it meets airline regulations. keep all of your documents and cash in a secure location AND DONT LET IT LEAVE YOUR BODY. if you need to bring small candies and snacks (like me, i get low blood sugar easily), make sure its packaged and processed. a lot of countries dont allow meats and vegetables and seeds/grains into the country. check customs and immigration. ditto for your meds and other controlled substances and liquids. when you cross immigrations and security, make sure your water bottle is EMPTY. there are water fountains and restaurants past security. if you have a big carryon, you can carry it past security, and if the airlines have space, they usually allow you to check large carryons for free at the boarding gate, you can keep an eye/ear our for that.

usually the airline attendant will stick your checked baggage tags onto your boarding pass as a reminder for you to pick it up, so dont throw away your boarding pass! stick in your passport pages for safe keeping. make sure to stand near the first half of the loop and put really identifiable ribbons/duct tape/buckets on your bags so someone else won't walk away w your stuff. (if youre in a country famous for sm*ggling dr*gs, make sure to plastic wrap your entire luggage, some big airports have this at the lobby before check in)you will not believe the variation of black/navy bags until youve been on the strip 🤣🤣🤣 DONT bring monogrammed luxury luggages w you. thats asking you to be mugged in broad daylight. use your knees and waist and core to lift your luggage out, OR if you look sad enough, usually someone will help you (not that ive had that happen to me....many times......)

look like you know what youre doing, even if you dont! if you look unsure, pickpocketers and bad actors will target you. THUS! always do your research first. be as accurate and specific as you can. learn some helpful language phrases if its a foreign country (i.e. where is..., direction words, thank you, please, could i have...). fake it til you make it fam 🥰🥰🥰 don't draw attention, and make sure you look out for arrows and signs to tell you where to go. remember to keep your hands on your possession at all time. if youre in places famous for pickpocketers, wear your backpack in your front.

dont be afraid to ask for help from airline staff/concierge/info desk. theyre usually really friendly and want to help you! so if youre lost and dont know where your boarding gate is, or you dont know which bus to take, or you don't understand the in flight menu or need extra pillows and blankets (ask early! right after the plane levels out is usually a good time to ask)

at your hotel, make sure to sweep for cams (under mirrors/smoke detectors/paintings/tv etc.), deadbolt your door, and close your curtains. dont let strangers into your room, even if they claim to be staff. be aware of your surroundings at all times, dont talk to strangers, keep your hands on your bags, stay in public spaces, stay safe!

tldr; research lots, pack light but right, keep your documents in order, stay in reputable places and public transport, be aware of your surroundings, and most importantly, HAVE FUN! godspeed darling 🥰🥰🥰

#ive had the luxury of traveling often when i was younger since a lot of my family is abroad and my mom loves travelling #if you wanna hear travel horror stories i have lots! from 'the airline went backrupt the day we were supposed to leave' to #'the customs officer is being a rac*st amoeba and wont let me thru even tho i have my paperwork in order EVEN MY RENT CONTRACT #but he STILL wont let me thru and i just missed my flight which means i gotta stay in this fucking airport for ANOTHER 13 hours FUCK U' #'fuck i only have 20 bucks on me which usually will be fine but all of the subways and busses have stopped so i cant get into the city' #'let me get on this hella sketch uber ride w 2 other strangers so i can get into the city and get home so i can CRASH after a 16hr flight' #oh and my personal favorite: 'the flight previous had an incident so the plane isnt here to pick us up but i gotta take this flight #if i wanna make it to my sophomore year classes on time but ALSO theres a typhoon here and all bridges and ferries have stopped #so im stranded in this stupid airport w limited electricity and no one knows whats happening and im running on 3 hrs of sleep' #the airline company is very important as well! i personally love flying w cathay pacific and air canada and swiss air and virgin #its still a lot of fun and a good story to talk about after the fact 🤣🤣🤣 #ans

[urcharactersclasspect]

Hiya! What do you think about the redrom compatibility of a rogue of life and a thief of doom, or just how they'd platonically interact in a session together?

Interesting, interesting

Redrom. They are both stealing classes, but they are inversions of aspect. Honestly? It could go very very good, like, unusually good? Or, it could go downhill very very fast. Or both, if you want the drama.

Doom players and Life players are the 2 sides to a different coin, and they can get along very well if given the right space to allow them to flourish friendship wise or otherwise. HOWEVER, the fact ones a Rogue and a Thief might could make that tricky to decipher how it could go. Rogues are generous people, they give up a lot for others around them even if its not something as Direct as Objects to others like Roxy; Life is an aspect about Luxuries, having privileges above others in some fashion, Healing, Life, Afterlife/Revival and Growth as a person and literal growth of plants,  being confined to structure that keeps them back in a way thats favourable but not a way they can often enjoy. You see that CONSTANTLY in homestuck. To Condy, to Jane, To Nanna, Feferi, Meenah, and all those who are influenced by them being around them. Its why I think Life players tend to like Blood players, but Blood players dont tend to like Life players often, as while inheritance and a tie to someone else's legacy is a noticeable thing for Life and Blood players, Life tends to lead towards Conquests of Glory and gaining the success that comes with it and never being satisfied enough. Blood players have, more times than not, a theme of suffering as a result of their ties rather than being handed something from the beginning generally. As do Doom players, even moreso.

Doom players have unsatisfied because regardless if they are a Mage or Seer, they always have a sense for what will negatively effect them the most and - depressingly enough - they often arent given the tools to actually fix the Doom they know is coming, so they dont fight against it. They accept it and become nihilistic.

Thieves. They want stuff all to themselves, they think they dont have enough of their aspect and even if they try to "help" others, it will always lead to them profiting more than the people around them, and backfire on them immensely. Since its not in their nature or what they are meant to be doing in order to get what they want. Doom is about structure, rules, decay and the mortality of us all, and death itself. Nihilism and Having little ability to control their lives is the main theme for them. Ur stereotypical emos, MCR and such is always what I think about when looking at this classpect. But the characterization could be a villainous character who believes themselves top be terror incarnate, doom and gloom, but they always fail miserably cause they cant actually cause doom to others, they can only doom themselves through stealing it from people and they wind up messed up by their own tricks to others.

Im going off on a tangent lol. But I feel like its an odd pair but at the same time I cant really say itd be an awful ship. As when you consider these factors,Theres the idea of a Peppy rich Girl stereotype dating the Depressed MCR guy. At least in attitudes for both. Which kinda why i say, it can go very well - A very funny cute friendship or relationship. Or it can be something of a Making Fiends Situation.

The main two girls, Vendetta and Charlotte, seem like where i think this type of friendship can go to too if you desire hilarity to ensue instead of something more serious or intense.

#thief of doom #rogue of life #redrom #classpects #classpect ships