#can be touchy subjects for some :( but are also so cool to talk about in terms of the lore

[fluffallamaful]

Oh Sam and Quackity would DEFINITELY get more openly playful with Dream once they’re both on the same page :) Cuddle piles become a regular occurrence when they’re alone, and so do tickle piles. Sam usually acts as part of the mattress to lay the prisoner against while Quackity does the actual tickling, but he’ll sometimes get some spots while Quackity gets others, or he’ll hold Dream’s hands and squeeze them while Quackity presses kisses (or, when he’s feeling a bit meaner, nibbles and raspberries) into his tummy, or he’ll even switch things up and have Dream cling to Quackity like a koala while the duck hybrid reciprocates the hug to hold him still — a position that leaves Dream’s legs fully splayed out and vulnerable for Sam to mess with.

Both of them spend these sessions cooing at him, too, bantering back and forth about what shade of red they’re making him (“That’s cherry, not scarlet!”), who can do a better job (“I make him laugh harder than you!” “You always make him cry!”), what sorts of things they’d like to do to him (“I wanna kiss his tummy next. Look how it’s all quivery and shy!” “Really? You don’t want to knuckle his ribs? Look at them, they’re practically begging for it!”) and — of course — how cute he is (“Man, I wish you’d smile like this all the time.”)

Dream has no idea how to feel about this change considering that it coincides with talk about upcoming torture techniques. He doesn’t like the fact that any physical touch nowadays is enough to make him melt immediately: he was starved of it for so long, and now it’s always so gentle he can’t help but move to soak in it. Or more accurately, he doesn’t like that he likes it, because he knows that it’s going to be taken away sooner or later. (At least Quackity and Sam haven’t noticed yet, he thinks.)

:((((( nawwwww dweamieee. i see you’re touching on the idea of dream not being too fond of his new vulnerabilities 🙌🏼 an absolute favourite theme of mjne :D

im gonna post your other ask about eating habits here in case some people don’t want to read about food (tw // eating + body image changes below the “🥐🥐🥐”

(but also cute discussion below first 😁)

🦙🦙🦙…

there would be so many things that would change dream in ways that would cause him to think of himself as weaker. like apart from the very obvious lack in strength, stamina and agility (which he’d experience in sam’s wrestling + cuddle sessions), but also the fact that he’s touch starved, craving human affection,, and would have lost most of his muscle mass. he’d barely recognise himself in the mirror. and i feel would constantly forget that he’s not as fit as he once was

but omg i am so heckin thrilled to hear that he gets good baths and diets 😭 and my goodddd it’s so cool that tickly cuddle piles kinda combine two major vulnerability things that he’d experience into one (adorable appearance + melting into affection)

🥐🥐🥐…

🥐🥐🥐…

i feel cdream is emotionally sound enough to be able to accept himself for losing weight in prison,, and would be able to logically understand why he’d be craving touch. but that doesn’t mean that he’d be any happier about it all,, and it certainly doesn’t mean that he’s going to attempt to move on from his ‘weak phase’ as soon as he can. it also would probably not have been ‘part of the plan’ to reach such a state post-prison, that he can’t even exercise his way up to full strength. and in fact instead ends up just looking even more weak and vulnerable

i love the idea of quackity and sam cooing over him in a cuddle pile,, and just gently trying to help him accept that the changes he’s undergoing are good. the kisses on his most insecure spots 🥺 because yes,, how frustrating it would be for him that by gaining weight and losing his frail appearance, he ends up looking more squishy and adorable instead…

and yes this one always kills me,, another one of dream’s perceived weakness is that when getting all these compliments, coos and tickles,, is that he can’t help but melt into it :(( like even though he’d understand why he’d be logically enjoying the tickly cuddle sessions,, it wouldn’t mean that he wouldn’t despise how weak it makes him him feel. like he can’t help but melt into the tickles and coos. he can’t help his blush. he can’t help but fluster when sam and quackity tell him he’s cute. he despises the lack of control and yet simultaneously craves the escape and reassurance :((

it kinda links back to the time skip ahead that you were talking about,, where dream tries to claim that sam was just treating him like a little stress toy or something,, like trying to play it off that he hated it. and yet despite everything he hates missing it even more. it was nice, he just struggles to come to terms with it.

🦙🦙🦙…

#sorry if my thoughts are still jumbledddd #my heaaaddd #i love theseeeee #llama asks #soup the destroyer #Soups Time Travel AU #hope that’s ok that i out your other ask in here!! #can be touchy subjects for some :( but are also so cool to talk about in terms of the lore

[queen-of-scissors]

İn sagau au, genshin,

İf you tell them you have other worlds (games) you visit they are going to call you

THE CREATOR OF THOUSAND WORLDS

İts time for my monthly brainrots with my little to no English.

They are going to give you some cool names based on your personality traits and you cant stop them. İt can be as stupid or as cool as you think they would.

For stupid ones, we have:

-you were having a stroll with Thoma, the boy who is so popular that at one point he had more fans than you (imposter au lol). When you mentioned him that you love animals he HAD to make you meet all of his stray friends. Those little guys always need some attention afterall and maybe getting the divine creators blessings will help them be more lucky in the harsh wild.

(no he is not talking about your acolytes what do you mean?)

"this one reminds me of my favorite villager from animal crossing" you mumbled, not realising he can hear you.

"Animal... What?"he said, confused.

"ah its one of the ga... worlds... İ created."

Thoma looked even more confused. Villagers? Animals??? Animal villagers???? Crossing what???

He realised how you got a bit anxious from the question so he did not pushed you to answer. Maybe it was a touchy subject for you, so you did not want to talk about your own worlds that you created.

But he did talk to others about it, people were exited to know about other worlds, let alone the worlds YOU created! Alot of people tried to understand what that world was about and maybe add the things you like about it in their own world so you will be happier in this world :D

And that is the story on how "animals' lover" became one of your titles. (Zhongli's idea, he tought it should be something that Suits your all loving heart)

-it was a nice day in your abode. Birds were chirping happily to prove your point, the gentle breeze was moving the leaves of the trees as if its dancing with them. Other than that İt was quiet... Too quiet... The realisation of how unusual for your not-so-secret-anymore hiding spot to not be filled with your acolytes and alot of noise while you would be having a nice relaxed tea is sending chills down your spine.

Oh no.. things are usually worse when theyre silent for a long time... You decide to check up on them.

Upon going back inside, it wasnt much hard to guess why they were busy not bothering you, they were on eachothers throats.

As they usually do on their free time.

The first thing you see is Nahida, trying to fix a vase that has been broken, with vines she created from her hand while Trying to desperatly make the other people in the room calm down.

You also see Zhongli and Al haitham, theyre chatting about something and you can see that the atmosphere is tense. You can feel that the only thing from keeping them from eachothers neck is the starter of the fight will look bad infront of you. What an interesting duo huh..

You see Ei, xiao and kujou sara, weapons out, chasing venti. Ah so the culprit was him. Better stop this nonsense as they might just kill the poor bard.

Your voice ecoed down your abode .

"ENOUGH"

And with that the whole caos seem to stop for a moment. Everyone in the room looks at you. Hehe, works everytime.

"Tell me what happened here" you demanded. And they told you the story you already guessed with just a glance through the room. (Poor nahida got scared the most ;;)

Venti was singing your praises, well... Mostly praises, he also used this opportunity to show off how much he is liked by you. Zhongli and Ei got angry, how dare he spit LİES and blasphemy about you and ruin your image?!

Zhongli kept his composure but it wasnt the same for Ei. Al haitham made a remark about his silance and that lead to the convertion you saw them have.

Nahida tried to stop Ei but it only fueled her more. The breaking point was when while venti was singing, and using his power to make affects, he accidently pushed over one of the most expensive ornaments, and told them you would forgive him anyways ehe.

You sighed, "why did this turn into that one scene in DDLC (doki doki litterature club) where Yuri and natsuki fight.."

"Your Grace, please tell us the truth, do you favor this bard more than us?" Ei said in desperation. But all you could see was Yuri, panicing over you not liking the poem more than the others.

Al haitham couldnt act like he didnt hear you, however, "Forgive my interruption... But what is.. DDLC?"

"DDLC... Hmmm... İ think i heard this one" Nahida speaked up. She knows???? Oh god she has been in your computer she knows....

"İf im not mistaken, İts a litterature club that is sentient. They are aware of the creators appearance from the start and theyre... Hmm.. quite friendly with your Grace"

To that, venti panics, "Y... YOU DO NOT FAVOR THEM MORE THAN US DO YOU?!?!"

You blush "WHA- N-NO?! WHAT DO YOU EVEN-"

"Could this be... That they created that world for them to be their courts?" Zhongli thought out loud, clearly more interested in the worlds purpose than the fact that you had lovers in other worlds.

"NO?! Well kinda??? bUT NO İ-" You panic, that WAS a dating simulator afterall, but you downloaded it for the spooks rather than... Well kind of that to.

You hide your face in your hands, somehow, you feel like you are being interrogated rather than interrogating them, "ima pull a sayori if this keeps up" you said between your hands.

Days later, you walk in the streets of Mondstat, and you overheard the rumbling of drunkards that are leaving cat's tail.

"Did youui knoo dat our beloved creto *hic* creted a world.. dats full of deir LOVERS?"

"Maaaannn i wish i was the creatoorr.... Having a whooolleee world as their court?! Now thats something."

"İ think we can call them.... Litterature fucker-"

....... You want to be mad.... But that was funny.

So you call yourself that now :P

Feel free to add your own :D

#genshin sagau #sagau #sagau brainrot #sagau x reader #self aware genshin #genshin x you #genshin isekai #genshin impact sagau #sagau cult au #genshin x reader #genshin impact venti #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #yandere genshin x reader #genshin cult au #genshin imagines #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin #yandere genshin au #genshin zhongli #zhongli #morax x reader #genshin impact morax #genshin morax #morax lapis #rex lapis #ei #raiden x reader #raiden ei #saya kujou

[pascalsummers]

Your a Chatterbox (Avengers x Male Reader)

A/N: Alright college has been killing me but I managed to get this out! Enjoy!

BUCKY

It wouldn't take Bucky long to notice but not because of the reason you are thinking. Bucky doesn't talk a lot and that usually affects how long people talk to him but he noticed pretty quickly that you never seemed to notice his lack of response whenever you are talking. Your talking wouldn't bother him and he would actually be a little grateful that you do most of the talking since he isn't always in a talking mood but he's usually fine with lending an ear.

STEVE

Steve would notice pretty soon as he would pick up on the fact that you tended to give pretty long responses to questions no matter how small. He usually doesn't have a problem with your talking and actually likes hearing you talk about whatever is on your mind. Though there will be times when Steve might be busy and will kindly tell you that he can't listen to you completely but once he's done with whatever he has to do he will gladly listen to you.

THOR

Because Thor already likes to talk a bit with the people he might not immediately notice how long his conversations with you are. Once he does figure it out he wouldn't be deterred and in fact, would fully take advantage of this new information. Whenever he wants to talk about something cool he found or tell a story from Asgard he knows to go to you first since you are most likely to not only listen to him but also carry the conversation a fair amount.

TONY

Tony would notice the fastest if you talk to him when he's working on something. He can usually talk a little bit while working but sometimes he tends to focus more on his projects and while he might not understand what someone is saying he would still hear their voice. Tony would make a comment about you talking a mile a minute but would otherwise continue on with his work though sometimes your voice would be a comfortable background noise for him.

LOKI

Being a pretty perceptive man Loki would notice pretty quickly that you tend to talk more than the other Midgardians that he has met. After a little bit, Loki would ask you why you talk so much, and even though he would ask out of genuine curiosity it may come off rude. He would apologize if you took any offense to it and would clarify his genuine curiosity about it. After the two of you talk Loki would try to engage a little more in your conversations, especially if a topic you were talking about particularly interested him.

BRUCE

Bruce like Bucky would notice pretty quickly notice how much you talk because Bruce himself doesn't talk too much. He wouldn't ask you about it at first since he knows that this could possibly be a touchy subject for you. After he takes some time to think about it he would ask you to talk about it with him so the two of you find a compromise since there will be times when Bruce can't listen to you talk because he might be busy with something important.

#avengers x male reader #marvel x male reader #bucky barnes x male reader #bucky x male reader #steve rogers x male reader #steve x male reader #thor odinson x male reader #thor x male reader #tony stark x male reader #tony x male reader #loki laufeyson x male reader #loki x male reader #bruce banner x male reader #bruce x male reader #mcu #marvel #the avengers #x male reader #male reader

[bipanicoverthegravessiblings]

Andrew and Ashley x Male reader who can commune with the dead?

Gotcha gotcha

Graves Siblings x Medium!Male Reader

To be completely honest….the ability to talk to ghosts isn’t as cool as it sounds

Most would expect ghosts to hang around graveyards or abandoned buildings like a school, or a hospital, or a house- but no. They were everywhere

To be honest, it made sense. Why would a ghost want to hang around where they died? Thats just depressing

So, they wander. Following their loved ones. Trying to live an empty husk of their old life. Being fucking weird.

Which made it hard for you to tell the difference a lot of the time. Sometimes you’d talk to a person and they’d turn out to be a ghost!

Now you look crazy!

Like recently…

The sidewalks were virtually empty. It was getting late into the evening, and it made sense that people would head home. You yourself were making your way back to your apartment building when you spotted something….strange.

A girl. A little girl. She looked no older than…7 maybe? In all honesty you were never good guessing ages, but you knew enough to deduce that this kid was too young to be by herself. She looked around anxiously, her blonde pigtails moving every time she turned her head. Her hands fussed with the hem of her purple shirt that had a flower on it. It looked like she was looking for her parent.

You were- hesitant about walking over. A strange man approaching a child in the middle of the sidewalk looked sketchy, especially since you were nowhere near looking like this kid’s parents. But- you figured that if you didn’t, some actual creep would. So, you hesitantly stepped towards her.

“Heyyy…kid,” the girl flinched a little as you approached, making you regret your decision. Though, it was too late to turn back now so, “Uh- where’s your mom?..”

The girl blinked up at you and then looked away, hands still fidgeting with her shirt, “Away…” she sounded sad.

“Your dad?..” you raised an eyebrow.

“Also away..” she shrunk a little, this seemed like a touchy subject.

Picking up the vibe, you steered clear of parent related questions, “Are you…looking for someone? You look lost.”

She glanced up at you, and then back to her hands- her purple eyes welling with tears, “Y-Yeah…” she squeaked out.

“Well, maybe I can help you find them,” you knelt down to her height, “There aren’t a lot of people out right now, so it shouldn’t be too hard…do you remember what they look like?”

The girl nodded, “Uhh…two adults. Black hair. A boy with green eyes and a girl with pink eyes.”

Two black haired adults with green and pink eyes. Okay! Easy enough! Must be siblings…or babysitters….or….some third thing. You stood up, “Okay! Should be easy enough!” You held your hand out for the little girl, “My name is Y/N, what’s yours?”

The little girl studied your hand curiously, taking it with a small smile, “Nina!”

You and Nina searched for the adults she was supposed to be with, until you came across them sitting and eating in the outdoor area of a restaurant

You were…baffled. These people supposedly lost track of the kid they were supposed to be watching and decided to get something to eat???

You were reconsidering handing this kid over to them, but what were you going to do? Take her to the authorities? You didn’t exactly trust pigs around this kid either, so you approached the table

The pair looked at you with hostility, the man reading a paper and the woman poking it in boredom. You were clearly interrupting something. Maybe they hadn’t noticed Nina…

“Uhm- sorry if I’m interrupting anything..” you stammered, “But, I think you lost something?..” you nodded your head to where Nina was standing beside you.

Both black haired individuals narrowed their eyes at you, looks of confusion clear across their faces.

“What the fuck are you on about?…” the woman’s eyes narrowed.

You felt yourself grow flushed with embarrassment, Nina hasn’t said anything or run to hug either of these individuals….it also felt like she wasn’t holding your hand anymore…

You glanced down at your side, and lo and behold- Nina was gone. You whipped around, looking around like a mad man for the kid.

“Wh- what the?” Your eyes widened and you held out your hands defensively, “I swear there was a kid here!”

The man leaned towards the woman, whispering to her loud enough for you to hear, “You have your gun on you, right?..” the woman nodded.

Shit! Okay! Sweat poured down your face as you nervously looked around some more to avoid getting shot, “I-I swear! There was a kid here, about like….7? Maybe younger? Blonde pigtails, purple shirt with a flower on it,” you didn’t notice both individuals eyes widen, “Her name was Nina—“

“WHO TOLD YOU THAT NAME?!” The woman grabbed you by your shirt collar, pulling you close. She stared daggers at you, looking ready to kick you in the groin before shooting you dead. You gulped.

“Ashley!” The man slammed the newspaper down, reprimanding her to let you go. Ashley obliged, though turned away and grumbled. The man gave her a final glare before looking at you, “I’m sorry about her,” he had a calm demeanor…but there was something uneasy about his voice, “You said…Nina?”

You nodded, “Yeeaahhh, but I’m starting to realize that…might’ve just been a ghost. Whoops.” You held out your hands anxiously.

“Dumb bitch is still following you around?” Ashley muttered under her breath.

You turned your attention to her, “I’m sorry what?”

“Don’t mind her,” the man smiled uneasily, “I’m Andrew…now- what the fuck did you mean by ‘might’ve been a ghost’? Is this a…regular occurrence?”

“Kinda..” you rubbed the back of your neck nervously, “I kind have this sixth sense. Some people have increased empathy, I can talk to body detached spirits!” You looked Andrew and Ashley over, “Did you- know this Nina?”

“No!” They both said in perfect unison, Ashley seemingly offended while Andrew was very defensive. They clearly knew her, but you weren’t going to press any further.

“Oooookkaayyyyyy..” you adverted your gaze from their terrifying…yet alluring…ones.

You wanted to run away and hopefully never run into these people again, but they were insistent on keeping you in sight

However they knew this Nina, it was something serious.

Ashley didn’t seem to take the fact that she was still following them around very well

Andrew consistently had to calm her down from making a scene

And truthfully….watching them banter was fun

You’d idly stare at the pair, going back and forth with empty threats and remarks the other would make about those threats. It was fun. It was nice

Andrew decided it was best to keep in touch with you, given you running into Nina- though how he said it made it seem like the two had multiple dead people that would be tailing them

You didn’t say this out loud though

The more time you spent with the siblings, your theory became correct

You slowly noticed more and more spirits hanging around the three of you: A scorned looking middle aged woman with similars eyes to Andrew’s, a hooded man with his limbs floating behind him, another hooded man with thick sunglasses and a mask that obscured his face- you could go one.

You never talked with these ghosts, really the only one you did speak to was Nina- though Ashley didn’t like it when you two spoke. She didn’t like Nina in general

If she caught you talking with her, or making motions to indicate she was around- Ashley would spew profanities and horrible things til she went away

It was cruel…and you kind of hated her for it at first

Though the more time you spent with the siblings, you came to realize that they were just….broken individuals

Terrible people put into shitty circumstances

It was almost…disheartening

If things had been different, would they have turned out better? The same? Worse?

It hurt your heart more than you wanted to admit…

You knew your feelings towards these two, at first you assumed it to be just fleeting physical attraction- I mean- look at them!

But no- turns out spending time with people increased your attraction to them. Who knew!

You like to think at least one of them felt the same

You knew the whole reason they kept you around was to keep an eye on you, make sure you didn’t know anything you shouldn’t have

At least at first it was

Andrew was the first to catch feelings for you

His love of the macabre led to conversations, questions on if you’ve ever spoken with ghosts of poets or writers he was interested in

He didn’t have to know you totally lied when you said yes

Unfortunately you had to read up on old English poets in case he asked about them, but it was a worthy sacrifice

He was just happy to have someone to talk to about an interest that wouldn’t make fun of him

Ashley didn’t take too kindly to this, which is why she fell slower

She didn’t buy any of your kindness, acting distant and cold with you- especially as you got closer with Andrew

It was also causing tension between the two, you could just guess it

So you took the initiative, deciding to spend the day just you and Ashley

Ashley was going to spend the day with you whether she liked it or not…and right now it was looking like a not. Since you two arrived at the park, she hadn’t said a word to you. The only response you would get is a cold shoulder or an icy glare that cut like a knife. It was a little painful to be honest. You never wanted to piss her off or make her hate you, genuinely you wanted to get closer to her. But Ashley was proving to be difficult…

“Sky sure is pretty today!” You said, attempting to break the awkward and tense silence. It did not work, as Ashley continued to ignore you. You wanted nothing more than to book it into the nearby duck pond and just drown, putting this awkward attempt at bonding.

You were walking down a trail, Ashley actively stepping on the cracks as she walked. In the corner of your eye you spotted the familiar spirit of the middle aged woman. Her lighter green eyes narrowing at Ashley.

“What are you looking at?” Ashley’s voice pierced the silence like a katana. You blinked down at her, her eyes narrowed up at you.

“Uhhh,” you glanced at the ghost, “Just a ghost hanging around.”

“Who?”

Holy crap she’s actually talking to you! Don’t fuck this up…

“I haven’t really spoken with her..uh- black hair. Green eyes. Middle aged..” you shrugged your shoulders.

That was apparently the wrong answer- as most of your responses to Ashley were- as she clammed up. This time with more anger. Her eyes darted in the direction you’d been looking in, trying to give the ghost a death glare. Must be another person the siblings had history with, given how similar she looked to them they must be related.

Hmmm….maybe this could be put to your advantage?…

“You know I can talk with ghosts…” you said rather nonchalantly, “I could…deliver a message to this ghost if you want..”

Ashley’s eye seemed to light up at that. For the first time since meeting her, you think you said the right thing.

Ashley’s message to the ghost woman, and any other you came across, was vulgar and worthy of eating soap if you were to repeat it to a living person

A lot of use of the word “hussy” and “cunt”

But you delivered every message, informed Ashley when a ghost was staring at her….minus Nina of course

A ghost child is still a child, and she seemed like too good of a kid to be in the front of Ashley’s wrath

But Ashley didn’t need to know that

For once, she seemed to genuinely enjoy your company. Describing you as “pretty alright” to Andrew

Success!

From then things felt…less tense between the three of you

You were less of a hostage to them and more of a friend

And if you played your cards right….eventually you might be more

#the coffin of andy and leyley #ashley graves #andrew graves #tcoaal #andrew graves x reader #ashley graves x reader #x reader

[gunbun]

this post is about the cultural concerns regarding ffxiv: dawntrail

Hi doods. Activism has brushed up against fandom YET AGAIN but this time it punches me straight in the heritage and this time I wanna talk about it.

I'm a non-status Qalipu Mik'maq, for the record. An Indigenous American, if thou wilt.

I discuss some pretty heavy shit below the cut. I pray it persists across all devices. Please advise if you want me to tag this as something, or block the tags I have used. I do not need anyone to spread this on my behalf, I do not need anyone's defense. I just have some thoughts and I want to think them.

So it's been less than 24 hours since Dawntrail was announced and we got the Keynote.

We're going to Fantasy The Americas! Before Industrialization!

Many people went "oh hell yeah, that's Brazil, this is gonna be great! We don't usually see this!"

On Twitter especially, many MORE people lost their goddamn minds, citing CBU3's prior wobbles with depicting foreign/indigenous persons.

And of course, the White Community Leaders are out in force performing pre-emptive outrage or even asking people to quit FFXIV in light of this announcement.

I'm here to ask folks not to do that.

What follows is my tweet-thread about it.

"It is perfectly okay to be waiting and seeing how Tural is going to be portrayed in Dawntrail. It's okay to have a concern.

It is NOT okay to come out preemptively swinging and performing outrage.

Because blood quanta are their own touchy subject I usually don't bring this up, but I am the class of indigenous person what represents "what's left".

And I fucking tell you now I don't need the opinions of Concerned White People.

I do not need Concerned White People telling me what colonialism is.

I do not need Concerned White People telling me to be mad.

I do need Concerned White People to realise that the above two actions are microaggressive as fuuuuck.

"but Jai, aren't you White?"

colonialism and genocide comes in many forms. this includes forcing indigenous persons to assimilate or be killed.

also stuff like reinforcing the idea that being indigenous is shameful so that when their descendants find out, they deny it."

Thus ended my tweet thread. There's one more tweet linking to qalipu.ca.

So I want to write more about this on Tumblr.

I really want to make sure that folks take a hard look at what they're concerned about and why.

Like… a lot of White Concern about the use of indigenous motifs in Dawntrail is itself a brand of anti-indigenous racism.

Thinking that the MSQ is going to automatically be about the Scions starting a colonialism in Tural? That's a pretty gross thing to say in the same breath y'all complain about Always Fantasy Europe.

Calling "cultural appropriation" when everyday items are displayed and depicted in the manner in which they were/are used (gulal, curry)? Way to exoticise foreign and indigenous cultures by thinking that everything they make, wear, use, or eat is something of Deep Cultural Significance that Cannot Ever Be Shared With Outsiders. Saris and salwar kameez are just as culturally significant as skirts and slacks. Moccasins are just shoes.

And moreover, getting preemptively Concerned when thus far THERE IS LITERALLY NO NEED TO BE CONCERNED is actually kind of beyond the pale. I haven't seen many indigenous folks and/or folks from South America being anything but pleased that this time The Americas gets a cool pastiche like Europe, Asia, and India have gotten in the past. There's an undercurrent of "oh no, I hope it's not bad stereotypes" which is ABSOLUTELY OKAY. Reblog and retweet what THOSE people are saying. Do not add commentary.

Preemptively saying "you're worried" about your South American/Indigenous friends with zero indication that they're bothered? Come the actual fuck on. We are not a monolithic group that you can "be concerned" for to get a pat on the back later as a Good Person. Do not Perform the I'm A Good Person And The Worst Thing You Could Do is CALL Me A Racist dance.

Don't "get ahead of the discourse". Not every conversation needs your fucking input. Shut your mouth.

What is and isn't an Offensive Portrayal of Indigenous Americans is a lot more nuanced than most people who like to perform outrage make it out to be.

We can and will speak up for ourselves. Share our words and our concerns if you must. Do not go and distill our words and turn us into the monolith you hide behind to perpetuate white saviourism and neocolonialism.

We aren't a monolith of poor uneducated people who don't understand what the europeans did that need to be uwu protected.

#long post #indigenous musings #idk what else to tag this

[helpallthenamesaretakenblog]

EP 4 was just mostly talking and conversations, but there was so much depth THAT I MUST TALK ABOUT IT.

I could literally feel the anguish exuding out of Sally trying to teach Percy to swim

Ngl i was a lil skeptical about azrien’s acting but hearing that scream changed everything

“Hey, you still sleeping?” “Yes” she’s so relatable i love it

i thought we were going to wait until the zebra truck scene for the trauma bonding but we got some of it now which is cool and also makes me wonder whether they’re going to take it to a whole level in the zebra truck scene

I kinda like how annabeth knows so much about grover their dynamic in the show is just so chef’s kiss

I dont know if the whole “thalia made me earn it” thing is canon but its an interesting spin on their dynamic

Grover is such a mood pls shoutout to grover (this episode focused a lil more on percy and annabeth’s dynamic)

Its interesting how they changed frederick chase in the show. In the book frederick never wanted annabeth but in the show frederick loved annabeth. It makes more sense now that percy asks her to go back especially in the books, that was very controversial to have annabeth seem like she was overexaggerating about what she went through with them

i was waiting for them to introduce the searcher pan stuff i almost thought they’d erased it, thankfully they brought it up

ANNABETH’S FACE WHEN THE COP CALLED HER A “LITTLE GIRL” LEAH YOU’RE A ROCKSTAR

Medusa>>>>echidna in the show IM SORRY ECHIDNA WOULDN’T STOP TALKING

The architect in annabeth is coming out i hope she explicitly talks about it later on

I don’t think the writers knew what to do with grover when percy and annabeth were talking so they just made annabeth a little unnecessarily rude for some reason?? At least its better than the movies, where annabeth and grover just WALK AWAY from hermes and percy

i didnt expect the random posh voice it threw me off but it was so funny

OK but can someone help me with this? Percy in this scene says “i have a gift” to annabeth? Could someone pls explain? What gift?

Last episode i was cringing at the screen at percy for the “can’t we just call your mom?” This episode i was cringing at the screen for annabeth’s “you wanna say hi to your dad :))))” these kids have no sense of touchy subjects do they

you’ve done so much more to me in the past few days than poseidon has done in my whole life. If i have to stick with somebody, i—“ “be careful, you were about to call me a friend” THIS DIALOGUE IS SO PRECIOUS ITS WORTH A BILLION DOLLARS

Im suspicious about the percabething this series is doing so far, i feel like its too early, its giving me a feeling that there’s going to be some big angst thats going to happen later on to break the world

When Percy fell, i was genuinely thinking he was going to give annabeth a hug lol (“wow annabeth no you are my friend!!” Something like that)

alexa play jump and fall by ts

I love that they’re expanding the consequences that came with sending medusa’s head to olympus, and how it negatively impacted annabeth, which will probably turn angsty later on

Also, percy looks half dead

The plan to push annabeth into the stairs was executed so smoothly wow

i like they are exploring the very concerning side of percy too, the part of him thats like “im the useless one im ready to die no probs” ALSO THALIA PARALLELS THEY’RE DEF GONNA TOUCH ON THAT NEXT EPISODE

i like how the water grabbed percy like a little tunnel

Its so funny how the nereid says poseidon’s name and percy just starts struggling more like “HELL NO”

THE PARALLELS OF THE START OF THE EPISODE OF PERCY TELLING SALLY TO BREATHE AND THE END OF THE EPISODE OF NEREID TELLING PERCY TO BREATHE

What the heck is that throne thing? Why is percy turning golden? What is happening? HUGGGGGG!! (Too early, as i said), oh look ares—OMG ITS ARES!!

#Rip pink poodle hopefully u come later on #percabeth #percy jackson #pjo fandom #annabeth chase #rick riordan #heroes of olympus #pjo #pjo tv series #pjo tv show #percy jackon and the olympians #percy x annabeth #annabeth percy jackson #percy and annabeth #percy series #percy pjo #annabeth #riordanverse #grover underwood #walker scobell #leah sava jeffries #aryan simhadri #tag for me to see later on

[eris-snow]

4. 𝐀 𝐂𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐬 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐲.

Tags:bakugou x fem!reader, juxtaposition, angst, fluff, swearing, more swearing (It's Katsuki what do you expect)

Living life like this is like watching a scene unfold from a background character’s eyes. You’re just seeing things happen from the sidelines, and no matter how hard you try, you’re helplessly held in place.

Katsuki has learnt which lines he can step over and which lines he should not when he’s with you. Some of them are blurry, but as long as he stays as far away from the cliff as possible, he won’t fall off the edge. When you don’t want to talk about something, you grow silent and ignore him completely.

He’s learned not to press for details.

He’s mostly hanging there for one or two hours while finishing assignments. Between homework and internships, it’s a miracle that he squeezes you into his schedule.

But he does, and he finds it the best decision of his life.

—

“Bakugou, can you help me with this question?”

“Tch, what's so hard about trigo? Just insert the damn formula, idiot.”

“Get off your high horse.”

“Get a better brain.”

“Fine, I’ll do it myself.”

“I don’t trust ya. Give me the pen.”

—

“Fuck!”

“Bad day?”

“I will punch your piano to dust and ash, and once there aren’t any more visible chunks, I will find someone to revert it to its original state and do it again.”

“Code red. Take a seat.”

__

“They moved Speech Day.”

“I don’t care.”

“Aren’t you in it?”

“It’s just two fucking weeks. You try doing paperwork and a literature essay and caring about unimportant shit simultaneously.”

“Okay, Mr I Saved The World, sorry if that was news to me.”

“Shut it, blabbermouth.”

—

“So you just laid in bed? The entire damn day?”

“I’ll have you know that I did homework and watered my desk plant. I’ve been plenty efficient.”

“Your plant?”

“Excuse you, it’s a very nice cactus.”

“We’re talking schedules, Green thumbs. What the hell? I barely have time to sleep, let alone water plants.”

“Maybe I should get you a plant.”

“That has literally nothing to do with this conversation.”

“Mine’s named Fluffy.”

“Oh, come on—”

—

“You’re kind of cool, you know.”

“I do know.”

“Like, you pulled a Harry Potter on the battlefield. Did you see Dumbledore?”

“Are you making light of my death?”

“No, I’m trying to get your mind off it ‘cause you’re being emo again.”

“I’m what?”

“And you’re back.”

—

“Bakugou, Fluffy died.”

“The cactus?”

“Yeah. I’m kinda sad actually.”

“I ain’t comforting you.”

“Well, damn, okay.”

“If it bothers you that much, I’ll buy you another stupid cactus. Will that appease you?”

“Fluffy 2.0?”

“What is with you and naming things—”

“Fluffy 2.0?”

“Yes, jeez! Put the pen down, you look ridiculous.”

“I will fight you.”

—

“You’re a glitch, you know?” Bakugou grouched, throwing his bag onto the stage. The blond has known you for about a month, and he’s managed to pick out a good handful of reactions from you. That’s why, even as you retort, “You’re unpleasant. Did you know that?” as you unplug the earbuds from your ears, he also notices you chew your lip and averts your eyes away from him.

Touchy subject.

“You said you were from Mind Fuck’s old class, right? He didn’t know jack shit about you. You’re practically invisible, but your name is somehow captured when they had to take class photos last year. I just find it strange that you’re there but not fuckin’ there at the same time.”

“I thought we agreed for you to drop this.”

“I thought we agreed not to lie to each other.”

That line seems to make you falter. Whatever the situation, you always seem so against lying straight to someone’s face. Deluding someone, however, didn’t seem to be a problem.

“I don’t wanna talk about it. You don’t see me pushing to know your sob backstory with Midoriya.”

Katsuki reels back so fast that he almost knocks down a stack of neatly arranged certificates on the desk. When he opens his mouth to reply, the words taste like bile on his tongue. “We’re not talking about that.”

You raise your eyebrow as if to say ‘See what I mean?’.

He wants to press for information because every time he gets close you go tight-lipped, but after getting a good look at you he hesitates. You have dark eyebags under your eyes, more prominent than usual, and the way you carry yourself screams how much you don’t want to be here.

It’s almost like your arms are weighed down by chains, and you’re fighting to keep awake.

Katsuki’s been there before. Katsuki knows that place like it was his old friend. He gets it, and that’s the only reason why he stops pushing you..

“You need to go soon,” You said, fixing the stack of credentials and realining the trophies. “Aren’t you one of the awardees? They’re having a briefing downstairs in 5. It’s not very hero-like to be late.”

“Left my pen here, dumbass,” Katsuki rolled his eyes, swiping it off the piano. “And you should leave too. Don’t think the teacher would appreciate stragglers lurking in the curtains like dust bunnies under a bed.”

“I’m part of the backstage crew,” you reply with an eyebrow raised. “Unlike you, I’m supposed to be here.”

You are?

It takes Katsuki to realise he’d said those words out loud, because, of course he did.

You huff, gaze cutting into his eyes. A wave of familiarity washes over him. He swore he’s never lived through this experience before, but it feels all too similar to…

“I don’t tell you everything going on in my life, Bakugou. Easy things flow out like water, and difficult things get stuck like glue. The daily stuff goes in between. It gets sticky along the way, so it never makes it out of my mouth.”

Huh. For some reason, he feels like he’s heard that somewhere before.

—

The teacher glances over you like you’re transparent, and it takes 3 tries to get her attention and 5 to hold onto it.

You watch as the students fly across the stage, each person with a different award. There’re familiar faces.

Studious Yaoyorozu had won Top In Academic Standing(to no one’s surprise), and Izuku had gotten an award for Longest Internship Hours, first runner-up of the Sports Festival, top in Rescue Training and Hero History.

Todoroki had tumbled into third place for the Sports Festival, and was happy to take home the trophy for Best Intern (Voted by their respective heroes-in-charge.)

Half of the hero course had said it was rigged, but Todoroki couldn’t care less and the blatant smugness in his smile said all of it.

You went down the list, taking less than 5 seconds to find the name you were looking for. Katsuki’s prizes were nothing to scoff at either.

Peeking out from behind the curtain, you were just in time to see the ash-blond step onto the stage confidently as the speaker stated his shiny, impressive achievements.

“….Katsuki Bakugou who is the Sports Festival Champion, Top in Combat and Top In Level!”

You watch Principal Nezu hand him all his trophies and certificates, and the way he smirks at the camera, relishing the spotlight on him. You can see the sheer joy on his face.

He deserves it, he really does. You know how hard he works, he’s told you and you’ve seen it.

Jealousy burns the back of your throat, thorns of ‘I wish’ suffocating your trachea.

Damn, I wish that was me.

You slam a hand against your mouth, but almost as quickly as you did, you ease it off. It’s still an instinct, even though you’re sure no one would hear you.

You watch Katsuki turn in your direction as he walks off the stage, which makes you recede into the darkness.

Coward.

Drape yourself in layers of shadows, hide yourself away because you can’t really remember the last time you’ve ever been under those searing lights.

How nice it must feel, to be seen and recognised.

#juxtaposition (Bakugou) #mha #mha fanfiction #my hero academia #bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugō #bakugo x you #bakugou x y/n #bakugou katuski x reader #angst #bakugou x reader #bakugou angst #comfort

[christopher-bangnaldoskzz]

Soft Dom Bangchan x Female Reader Sub!

Genre: 🌶️🌶️🌶️

Word count: 2.6k

Warnings: use of sex toys, orgasms, sexual content included I am going to say this is strictly 18+ MDNI fan fiction.

Summary:A sub needs a dom, a dom wants a sub but what happens when feelings overlap with contracts and love creeps in? Will a contract remain only a contract? Or are emotions like love too hard to keep in check?

A/N: would also like to dedicate this story to @daceydeath , thank you for always putting up with my deluluness, also thank you for putting up with my drama fill life honestly. I wouldn’t be still writing if it wasn’t for you encouraging me. Also thank you so much for writing my summary xx

Y/N POV 

Did he really kiss me and walk out? You thought to yourself.

“Well, isn’t your boy's toy....something?" Noah says, looking at you as if he wants all the details. 

“Drop it, Noah, he’s not my boy toy”, you grown as you start looking at the stock take book. 

“Okay…geee a touchy subject, sorry about it,” he said, walking into the back room to collect some items. 

The day moved so slowly. The store was empty almost all day besides one or two customers that came in. Noah went around 3:30pm, leaving you to operate the shop yourself. 

Looking at your watch, you see it is 4:50 in the afternoon. When the doorbell jingles, you look up, somewhat annoyed.

“Hi, sorry….I’m early” your face softens as you see Chris wave. “I’m gonna take a look,” he said, pointing to the sex toys section, making you blush.

You wanted to tease him a bit, so you asked, "Can I help you with something in particular?” 

He cleared his throat. "I'm looking for a wand vibrator,” he said, clearing his throat. 

“Oh, excellent…is it for your girlfriend?" you say, mucking around. 

“Oh, something like that,” he says, following closely behind you.

“How about this one… the Magic Wand Vibrator?” You smile, lifting it up. 

"Is that the Extra Powerful Multispeed one?" This man knows his toys, and his comment leaves you speechless. 

"Yes, it is", you reply with a grin.

"Perfect, I'll take that," he said, reaching into his pocket to grab his wallet.

“What colour do you like?" You ask, with your back towards him, looking for the boxes. 

“Ahh, what colour do you want?” He just made it clear that this was a toy he would use on you. 

“Personally, you can never go wrong with matte black” you turn your head as he looks up at you. 

“Perfect black it is” he walks you over to the counter. After he checks out, he walks over to the door. "I'll be outside," he smiles as the bells go off one last time. 

As you finished closing up and walked outside, you saw Chris leaning against his car, asking, "Diner?" pulling you into his body by your hips. 

“I thought you wanted me to look at your house," you said cheekily, wrapping your arms around his neck. 

“We can get takeout," he grinned, leaning in for a kiss. However, you wanted him to wait for it. Denying a dom of pleasure he wanted was the ultimate brat behaviour.

You pushed your body away, and Chris released what had just happened and sat up straight. “Okay, get in. We are getting takeout” you could tell he was trying to play it cool however, he wasn’t too impressed by your lack of respect.

He walked around to the other side of the car without opening your door, as he had insisted on doing. 

He hopped in, and you opened the door sitting down in the car. 

The car ride was silent. When you pulled up to a Korean takeaway restaurant, Chris hopped out. “Stay there,” he said. It was only a couple of minutes before he hopped back in, passing you the bags of food. 

The smell of kimchi fried rice tickled your nose, making your stomach growl. Chris looks over at you “sorry…..I didn't eat lunch” Chris's hands gripped the steering wheel. 

“We will talk about your eating habits after dinner,” he said, turning into his driveway. You are surprised at how close his house is to your work. 

Once again, Chris doesn’t open your car door or help you carry food into his house. Now you are starting to think that this is an indirect punishment from him. Why would he want to punish you? 

“Just place them on the counter,” he said, grabbing plates and spoons. “Help yourself,” he said, opening the containers. As a master, controlling your partner's eating and drinking habits was a big responsibility. You placed a little bit of food on your plate to test him. Yet, he didn’t even bat an eyelid, so you decided you would try your hardest to annoy him, considering he chose to have an attitude with you. “Ha, I play this game better,” you thought. 

You take your food over to the table where Chris is sitting. You eat the very small amount of food you have on your plate. "Is that all you are having?" he says before tucking into his own food. You nod your head, and he shakes his head at you. “I’m not that hungry," you said cheekily. 

“Is that why your stomach was growling in the car?" He asked, knowing you were being a brat. 

“Give me your plate,” he says, reaching out. 

You reluctantly hand him the plate as he huffs, walking over and placing more rice and meat in your dish. “I don’t know what your other masters were like, but I like my girls to eat and drink well” he is already calling himself your master. He must be eager for you to sign the contract. 

He places the food in front of you and sits back down. “Y/N, don’t tell me I have to come over there and force-feed you,” he says, biting into his food. 

"No, thank you, Chris”, you smiled. You ate the food Chris gave you. Once you were finished, Chris came and took your plate. 

"Now....follow me,” he said, grabbing the bag on the table with the wand he just bought in it. 

“You wanted to see what I’m into before signing the contract, right?” He said, opening a black door with a set of keys in his pocket. 

Once he opened the door, you smelled rosewater incense. Sticking your head in, you see a room with purple led lights and black accessories from whips to floggers, and even the bed sheets are black. 

“Needless to say…this wand will fit in just nicely”, he smirks. You follow him inside and start to have a look around while Chris unboxes the vibrator. 

You looked over and thought of a rather naughty plan. Knowing Chris wouldn’t touch you due to not signing his contract yet, you thought it might be fun to see just how far you could push him. Taking the flogger off the wall, you sneakily walk over to Chris, who is distracted by the wand and the how it works instructions. You reach back, and with a swift move of your arm, you flog him on his ass. 

Chris stops what he is doing immediately and grips the table. You giggle as you prepare to do it again. Chris says, “Are you sure you want to go down this route…because if you flog me again, I can assure you contract aside, I will punish you.” 

He turns around and leans up against the bench he is working on. “I have been rather patient with you today….your constant disrespectful behaviour towards me is getting on my last nerve,” he says, grinding his teeth. You walk up to where he stands and take the wand. 

“Well then….why don’t you come over here and teach me a lesson?" you say, licking the wand's tip. 

“You know I can’t touch you without that contract signed,” he says.

“You’re not touching me. You’re touching the wand,” I say, waving it in his face, showing him that there is always a way around the rules.

"Hmm, interesting," he said, raising his eyebrows.

“Come on, Channie”, you wanted to make things interesting. Could he handle you? It was uncommon for subs and doms to engage in any sexual acts before a contract was signed. You run your hands up his chest, “stop”, he says, but Chris does nothing to stop your hands from roaming his body. 

You start kissing his jawline. “You can’t touch me...but I can touch you.” 

“Y/N….I said stop,” again doing nothing to actually physically stop you. 

"Why don't you make me?" playing with his beltbuckle?. 

“What has gotten into you….where is my sweet girl?" he gulps, his head tilting back as he looks at the ceiling. 

Chan growls before saying in a stern voice “Clothes off….NOW” sending a shiver down your spine.

“Yes, sir,” you say, pulling away from his body. 

You start by lifting your shirt over your head, revealing the gorgeous lace bra you wore this morning. 

CHAN POV

She slowly pulls her shirt up and over her head. My heart is pounding in my chest, and my palms are sweaty. Why am I so nervous? 

Once she starts undoing her pants, I feel my cock twitch in my jeans. It’s been a long time since I’ve had regular sex with a girl. I am so unprepared. 

“Okay, that’s enough…go lay down on the bed,” I say. I’m afraid if she takes any more clothes off, I won't be able to control myself. I am trying to play it cool, but this girl is making it so hard for me right now. 

She crawled up the bed, and with her back against the headboard, she spread her legs open “what should I do now, sir” she was looking at me for guidance, but I was barely holding it together myself. 

“I want you to start playing with yourself,” I said, licking my lips. This will give me time to think. What should I do? If I fuck her and she doesn’t sign the contract, I'm fucked. 

"Mmm", her moans snapped me out of my daydream. She pulled her underwear to the side and used the wand to stimulate her clit. 

“Sir…..am I doing okay?" she moans, fuck why does she have to call me sir?. 

“That’s it, baby," I say, walking over and crawling up her body.

Y/N POV

Chris grabs the wand out of your hands, and you start playing with your nipples. Chris is breathing heavily as he moves the wand in a circular direction. 

“I want you to fuck me”, you whine into his ear.

“Once you sign that contract, he grins. I need you to start fingering yourself.” You spread your legs wider and insert two fingers. Chris continues to stimulate your clit with the wand.

“If you make me cum consider that contract signed”, you smirked. You leaned up and kissed his perfect plump lips. 

Chris applied just the right amount of pressure, causing you to bite his lip. He grunts into your mouth as you feel the pleasure boiling in your stomach. “Sir, please…I’m about to,” you say, starting to hit your g spot. 

“Cum for me”, he mumbles, out of breath. With his permission, you feel your body heat up as you finish arching your body into his. Chris places kisses down your neck and helps you ride out your orgasm. 

“Shit, Chris….that was so good,” you say, pulling him back down for another kiss. He throws the vibrator to the side as he presses his body on top of you. 

“I’ll leave so you can get dressed,” he said getting up. You tried to pull him back down however, he was too quick. He didn’t owe you any aftercare; however, you would have really liked some after the experience you just had. 

Chan POV

“Oh god” I can feel myself panicking. It wasn’t supposed to be this way. 

“Fuck” I turn on the water tape and splash my face. As I start to calm down, I start to buckle up my belt that Y/N tried desperately to pull off. 

“What is…oh fuck…no no no no no,” I say realising I had cum in my jeans. “Shit, shit, shit, shit,” I say combing my fingers through my hair. 

“I’m going to have to change,” I say, trying to find some sweatpants and a top to wear. 

As I go through my drawers, I find a baggie T-shirt. “I wonder if she needs new clothes," I mumble under my breath. I put the shirt aside as I continue to fumble through my drawers. 

“Yes, perfect,” I say, smiling as I find what I am looking for and quickly change. 

I walked out into the living room with the black baggie shirt in my hand. Her smile lit up the room as I walked over to her, placing a kiss on her forehead “here, you look uncomfortable…put this on,” she grabbed my cheeks and kissed me softly “there’s my sweet girl,” I said, pulling back. 

"Go, put this on… we will talk when you come back,” I said, cupping her face. 

She walked out of the bathroom, the shirt just sitting midway down her thighs. "Where is the contract?" she asked. I pointed to the table, and she grabbed it with the pen. Coming over to the couch, she sat right on my lap. “Okay, this is happening…play it cool,” I thought. She started to tick through the contract. 

“So, do I get my own room?” She said, chewing on the pen. 

I was really hoping she would want to stay in my room. In the past, most of my girls liked to sleep in the master suite. 

“Uhhh yeah….I have a spare bedroom and stuff for you” I smiled, and she continued to read “, I swear she’s doing this on purpose” I couldn’t believe she had all this room, yet she chose my lap. 

“Also, what are the rules of the playroom?" she asked, adjusting herself in my lap. My body stiffened “there is no going into the playroom when I’m away…if I find you in there, you will be punished” I was struggling to speak at this point; I was trying to concentrate on not getting a boner. 

I could feel my hand start to draw circles on her thigh. "Fuck, her skin is so smooth.” 

“Are there any other kinks I should know about?” She looked directly into my eyes. 

“Uhhhh… I, um, like to watch.” 

“Watch what?” She is asking for clarification.

“Everything….getting dressed…having sex… masturbation.” My cheeks went red at the thought of her asking these questions. 

Her eyes shifted back to the paper as she asked, "anything else?" turning her head back to the paper.

“Orgasm control” it’s like word vomit. I’m just spilling everything to her. 

“Okay….I’m happy with this…I’ll sign it,” she said, flipping to the back and writing her name. 

I, of course, I signthe contract well in advance, a bit eager, I know. However, when I saw her sign her name on the dotted line, my heart started to Pune in my chest. 

“Okay…so could you take me home? I have work tomorrow” she smiled as I squeezed her thigh. This was the moment I’d been waiting for. 

Y/N POV

He squeezes your thigh “okay….you sure you don’t want to stay the night?” This question makes your heart skip a beat, but for this to work, you must stay firm in your boundaries. 

“No…I’ll be back on the weekend, though,” you lean in and give him a desperately needed kiss, his hand wasting no time sliding up my thigh as his lips part before he presses his forehead to yours.

“Okay….but I’m picking you up tomorrow,” he said, staring at your lips. This felt different already. In the past, your doms were strict. You wouldn’t be allowed to sit on their laps. However, Chris was drawing circles on your inner thigh and was so gentle after only knowing you for 3 days. 

“No, you have to work,” you said, caressing his cheek. He couldn’t help himself. His lips connected back with yours. His fingers are just inches away from your dripping underwear. 

“Okay….but Friday night, I’m coming to pick you up” he pulled back, and you proceeded to get up off his lap before things got any more heated. 

“Okay, Friday it is” that did not stop Chris; however, he stood up and cupped your cheeks and leaned in for a kiss. 

“Thank you for picking me,” he said before he pressed his lips to yoursAs he placed his hands on your hips and squeezed, his hands were so gentle. Pulling you in and deepening the kiss, you are starting to realise what grace was talking about. He may actually be the perfect dom. 

A/N : Thank you for ready chapter two of Master, as always all likes comments and reblogs are muchly appreciated.

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[dogboytim]

LETS GET SOME TOP SURGERY APPRECIATION

Also there may be a part 2 to this. Idk

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True Blood characters seeing your top scars

Bill Compton

Ok he’s a little confused

He has never met a trans person (that he knows of)

His questions may come off as a bit rude because he initially thought someone hurt you when he saw the scars

Asks Sookie for help. He’s trying his best

He likes to trace them with his thumbs a lot. Especially during quiet moments

During sex he likes to like them

Eric Northman

He has met trans people in the past so your scars aren’t anything new to him

He likes them a lot! He thinks of them as battle scars almost

Pep talks in front of the mirror if he catches you feeling down

Won’t touch them unless you give him permission. He knows it can be a touchy subject

He simply likes to admire them!

Literally will not let you hate them

Sam Merlotte

He initially found out after you had to change at work (customer threw their drink)

You covered yourself and he understood immediately. Though he did end up leaving a note assuring you that you wouldn’t lose your job over your identity

Has Sookie, Lafayette, or Tara take over if he knows a specific customer has certain beliefs

He’s silly ok. He likes finding little pins or stickers with the trans flag and giving them to you.

Defends you no matter what. He has and will punch someone over you. He doesn’t tolerate transphobia

Has a “wall of shame” with customers who got banned for homophobia/transphobia

Alcide Herveaux

“You’re trans? Cool 👍🏻” Type shit fr

He’s very understanding about it! When he used to be part of a pack he had trans packmates!

Please let him kiss your scars. He will go haywire.

Loves to lay on your chest and admire them up close. He especially likes how the scar tissue is a slightly different color than your skin

Gives your scars very special attention during intercourse. Kisses, praising them, the whole nine yards really

Will help you tape them up if wanted!

Jason Stackhouse

He doesn’t really express an opinion at first.

However you do know he’s supportive because he starts leaving old clothes of his that don’t fit anymore for you.

Hesitates when you let him feel them because he doesn’t want to be disrespectful?

“They look good on you!” Lord please save him.

Has fought and lost said fight over you but he tried!

You know how he became sheriff? He locked someone up for being transphobic once.

#horror #true blood hbo #true blood #bill compton #eric northman #alcide herveaux #sam merlotte #jason stackhouse #true blood x reader #x reader #true blood x y/n #true blood x you

[marvelobsessed134]

Sparks Fly part 2

Series masterlist

A/n: so sorry this took so long to get out 😭 also the timeline is kinda messed up but it’s 90s!tommy in this story so yeah takes place in the 90s

Pairings: Tommy Lee x Fem!Country Singer!reader

And soon enough you got a call from Tommy. He asked you out for dinner and of course you said yes. You’re so nervous, though. You know of his reputation and how he was with drugs not too long ago. But he’s so handsome and was so sweet you. You just had to say yes.

So, you’re in a light pink dress with peasant sleeves. Your hair in a ponytail with a light pink bow on it. Light makeup adorned your face. You had some pearl jewelry and white kitten heels. As you stood in front of the hotel room mirror making sure everything looked good when you got a knock on the door.

You sighed before shoving your nerves down and opening the door. Tommy stood before you with a grin on his face and flowers in his hand.

“Wow, you look…” he trailed off taking in your whole outfit.

You blushed, “Thanks.”

“Oh!” He said suddenly, jerking the flowers towards you, “I got you these. Wasn’t sure what your preferences on flowers were but thought I’d get ‘em anyways.” You took the bouquet from him and brought them to your nose, sniffing them.

“They’re beautiful Tommy.” You gushed before walking over and setting them on the nightstand. You’ll have to find a way to travel with them without them dying.

Then, the two of you were off on your first date. He took you to this very nice restaurant in Hollywood. Despite you having quite a bit of money yourself, it was way more fancy than you’ve ever been to.

The waiter showed you to your table and the questions began.

“So, I noticed you’re in a hotel…is your house getting renovated or something?” The drummer asked.

“Oh no. I live in Nashville but since I did a few shows here I stayed in a hotel.” You explained the most obvious reason why you were in a hotel.

“Nashville huh? So you’re a real country girl.”

You chuckled, “I guess you can say that. I’ve lived there my whole life. It’s my home yknow?”

“Yeah I can see that.”

It was quiet for a moment before you spoke up again, “So what’s going on with the band right now? I heard you guys laid off Vince?” It was a touchy subject sure, but you really wanted to know what the hell they were thinking when they fired the singer.

“Yeah, but it’s all cool cause we got a new guy, John Corabi. It’s better that way.” And he left it at that.

The two of you talked more and more, all throughout the night. You just couldn’t stop asking about each other.

As Tommy walked you out towards his Ferrari you said, “That was one of the most fun dates I’ve had in a long time.”

“Really?” He looked down at you and raised an eyebrow.

You leaned your head against his shoulder, “Yeah.”

“I’m glad then. I guess I held up to your standards?”

“Haha, yeah. I mean it’s not like I have any to begin with but you’re so respectful and sweet. Not to offend you but you’re a lot different than-“

“The media makes me out to be? Yeah. When I find a girl I really like I make sure to treat her as a queen.” Your stomach fluttered with butterflies.

The two of you got in his car and he turned on the radio but turned down the volume so you could still talk.

“I don’t believe I’ve asked you this but how old are you?” He asked.

“23.” You answered honestly.

“Ok, I’m 31. Was just making sure.”

“I thought you liked younger girls?” You teased.

“I do well- not under 18 girls you know…over 18? Fuck.”

You giggled as he tried to explain himself, “It’s fine. You know my mama told me not to go with older men better yet men in rock n roll bands but, you’re just so…different.” Tommy smiled at your southern accent.

“I’m not the best man in the world, I’ve done some pretty fucked up shit. Maybe not as much as Nikki but…” the drummer trailed off.

You put your hand over his that was sitting on the center console. He looked over at you with those brown eyes. “We’re human, we all do things we regret. That’s just how life works. Imagine if we didn’t do anything wrong, that’d be really boring and no lessons would be learned.”

“I see why you have an award for best songwriting.”

“Yeah, I guess Im somewhat of a poet myself.”

#motley crue x reader #tommy lee #motley crue #nikki sixx #vince neil #mick mars #fanfic #fluff #cute #sparks fly series #tommy lee x reader #90s tommy lee

[cookieswithay]

🕷"No...no way."🕸 Part 4

1610 Miles Morales x fem reader

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• Miles dreamt about alot of things that night. His parents, you, and most importantly, what he had to do. It was weird though. He didn't see his success, but he didn't see a loss either. He was just...foreshadowing..? It was weird but it felt familiar...

• Has he done this before...?

• "Miles."

• ...Someone was shaking his shoulder. Miles, of course, pushed the hand of whoever was touching him, but they persisted. That put a frown on his face. What the h?

• "Go away."

• He grumbled. The person sighed. (Kinda like the "I'm gonna lose my patience" sigh)

• "We have to save Jeff."

• That caught his attention. He sprang up.

• "How do you know about my da-!?"

• He froze. In front of him was his undead uncle. Miles was perplexed. Until, he remembered the previous night. He's in his spider's dimension, uncle Aaron is super alive and this dimensions Miles is tipping on the scale of jerk and you've changed slightly...Crap. Realizing he just shouted at his dad's brother, he sinks back into the blanket.

• "I'm sorry."

• The young hero mumbled. Uncle Aaron chuckled in his throat. It's rare when he sees his nephew being polite. Let alone timid. But, there's still stuff to do. He can ponder the differences later.

• "It's cool, come on."

• "We got work to do."

• That caught the anomaly's attention. He let the blanket fall back on his lap.

• "Work to do?"

• Wait, wasn't the plan gonna be relayed when everyone was present? Matter of fact, it's still dark out. ...What time is it!?

• "You'll see when we get there."

• His uncle replied, while tossing him a jacket.

• "We leave in fifteen."

• Miles sat quietly in the car while the ex Prowler grabbed some things from his apartment. Once again, this felt crazy. His uncle Aaron had a purple convertible, this one has a truck.

• (Which is still purple...seriously how did he NEVER know his uncle was the prowler? They're so many signs.)

• He's also...jaded. He's not mean or anything. Just quiet and pretty short with answers...but, that's okay. Miles can tell from all his greys that life's been tough...probably a lot tougher than his life. The driver door opened, making the him jump.

• Of course, it was just uncle Aaron. He hopped in the driver's seat.

• "Ready?"

• Still frazzled, Miles nodded.

• The drive was...quiet. Well, sorta. There was music on, but zero talking. Oddly though, it was nostalgic. Reminded him those drives when his Uncle and his dad fought before Miles stayed over. (He never caught the arguments, but he always knew something was up.) Silent with the calm sound of wheels grinding against the pavement. BUT, this silence is getting pretty heavy. He's starting to feel like he's breathing too loud.

• Miles cleared his throat.

• "So, um..."

• His uncle looked over, his gaze making Miles feel super small.

• (Is this how uncle Aaron was with other people!?)

• "What's up with the prowler thing? With...Miles and all that jazz?"

• The truck was filled with heavy silence again.

• "Ask a different question."

• Uncle Aaron replied, flatly. 1610 Miles swallowed hard. Okay...that was a touchy subject.

• "Sooo, the truck,"

• "It's purple and black. Where'd...you get it painted?"

• The uncle chuckled. So, the boy chooses the car instead? Must've stood out to 'im.

• "A friend of mine did it."

• "I had to pay her still but it was half off so..."

• Miles nodded. That's...kinda interesting. More questions could be asked but...nah. His heart resides on paper, not wheels.

• "You draw?"

• The teen twitched at the question.

• "Huh?"

• "Do you like to draw? Like my Miles."

• Uncle Aaron asked again, this time using a fuller sentence. Miles couldn't stop the smile forming on his face. Finally, a subject he can get behind!

• "Yeah, alot."

• He replied.

• "I use highlighters and pens normally, but recently I've been trying to go digi-tal."

• Miles snickered. (He's kinda lying about the digital thing, Ganke only let's him use his tablet twice a week.)

• His (kinda) uncle listened quietly as his (kinda) nephew ramble on about his hobby. It's lowkey adorable. His Miles does the same thing. Except, his nephew is strictly pencils and black pens. Like one of those...manga artists? Slowly, the truck came to a stop. Miles looked through the window.

• This looks like...

• "Alchemex?"

• He said outloud.

• "You got it."

• Uncle Aaron replied getting out of the car. The Spiderman couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. Alchemex...has alot of memories he rather forget about. Suddenly, another glitch hit. The burning and atom decaying lasted only a few minutes, but it felt like a hour. He took a deep breath and climbed out of the truck. Uncle Aaron was waiting at the entrance, analyzing him as usual.

• "Sorry, I, um...hit the roof."

• Miles nervously snickered. Yeah right. He hasn't felt any roofs or balls since he got this hairstyle. And he's been rocking it since he was 10. His hair absorbs ALL impacts. His kinda uncle didn't reply and pushed open the doors. The teen immediately pulled out a flashlight. The sun is coming up, but it's not showing in Alchemex!

• "Don't fall behind."

• "Okay."

• The two of them slowly ventured through the building. It looked abandoned and destroyed. Like, some beast escaped in here. Wait- There wasn't a Peppy playtime incident here, was it!?

• (Get the reference?)

• But, now that he looks at all the spray paint...it's just abandoned. And the destruction...is still unknown, but he's sure as hell it wasn't a fuzzy, blue monster with red lips.

• "So...Alchemex. Why?"

• Pfft! Why'd he ask the question like that? His past uncle remained silent until they got into what looks like the collider room.

• (Seriously, who destroyed the place?)

• "Back when I still prowled,"

• His uncle (randomly) said.

• "I picked up a little on how this thing works."

• "Maybe the collider can send you back."

• Miles gasped. That was a perfect idea! The collider can bring and return people to different dimensions! Why didn't he think about this earlier!? But...what's his dimension?

• "This could work, but,"

• He looked at all the broken computers and desks.

• "How would we get any data to the collider?"

• For the first time, Uncle Aaron smiled at him.

• "I'll leave that to you two."

• 'You two'. Who's the other person?

• "Anyway, we came here to get the layer of the land."

• The ex prowler said, back to business.

• "What tools we need. If the colliders still working. And how to send you home in one piece."

• Miles snickered.

• "I know we need some new computers."

• Uncle Aaron shook his head and put his foot on the rail.

• "Don't all the kids have computers these days?"

• He wasn't wrong there. Ganke has dang near three. His uncle's eyes were on him again.

• "You got your little suit on, right?"

• Miles nodded. After everything that happened, he wouldn't feel safe without it!

• "Good,"

• He tied a black rope around his leg and shot a gun attached to it.

• (Uncle Aaron's doing this, btw)

• "Let's scope the joint."

• And he jumped off, swinging around the white room. It's...actually pretty cool to see his uncle in action, when he's not trying to claw his throat out. And even though this isn't his universe or his true uncle. Swinging around with him is a dream come true.

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I'm proud and surprised I'm still doing this series. I'm usually terrible at consistency, but this series has a hold on me🤣 I have an announcement on the 31st, so I hope to see everyone there!

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#spiderman imagine #miles x female reader #miles morales #spiderman across the spiderverse #atsv #miles 42 #uncle aaron #part four #this series will not be forgotten #thanks for tuning in #thanks for the support #see you soon #stay cool #spiderman beyond the spiderverse

[kozmicmizuu]

did you know that water plays an important role for paranormal activity and is a conductor of electricity?? Which makes it easier for spirits to hang around thanks to all the energy!

sooo let’s apply that to water breathing cause i’m weird and my brain thinks of the most random things.

I’d imagine the better you’re at the breathing style, the more you are spiritually focused and open. So like giyuu can see and feel things people normally wouldn’t.

he’s also a walking EMF reader, mf can sense the energy like crazy

i’d thought i’d be like silly yet sad but he can see all the deceased relatives and friends of the Hashira and basically anyone he’s around.

what made him so sad it’s that the sheer amount of children that cling to sanemi and gyomei, he would bring it up but he thinks that’s a very touchy subject.

it’s very useful for like finding out about the demon’s abilities or what it looks like during missions, he can just sort of talk to the already dead victims for some information

it also helps him a bit, seeing his old friends and family, it’s nice seeing them every once and a while, also weird- shocking

i guess that’s why his eyes are such a bright yet dark blue, water color fr

another thing is that the hashiras parents sorta ask him to keep the others safe or to check up on them, which he does in his own way (completely face the other way from them but he’s trying y’all)

but this ability is also pretty fucking scary, you can imagine what hellish things he’s seen, like demons (spirt form) and other malevolent spirits. it’s not a fun thing. so he kinda has a lot of sage and spices and salts, along with some other crystals and stuffs. of course he prays sometimes, makes him feel safer.

he grows bamboo around his home cause a few tree species do have some history with ghosts and he ain’t about that‼️‼️ (oak, banyan idk any others)

considering he’s the water hashira, i’d guess you’d imagine how much water he’s surrounded by… so that makes the water estate haunted. he lives with dead mfs, but they are cool with him, he’s chill with em (sabito’s bitch ass is one of them)

giyuu of course was curious about like tarot cards all that kind of stuff, and he’s pretty damn good at it. he’s also kind of a psychic, a small bit

soooo yeah, medium/psychic giyuu supremacy‼️⁉️

edit: also feel free to use this headcanon!!!! i’d love to see some more content and how y’all use it!!

#demon slayer #kny #kemitsu no yaiba #giyuu tomioka #medium #ghost stuff idk #paranormal #supernatural #psychic #he’s a bit silly and sad when it comes to this ability #he generally doesn’t tell anyone #literally no one knows about this #he’d probably say it on accident #he’s an idiot #stupid loser tbh #he’s got some CRAZY black mail #mf can and HAS used this for insults #gotta do what ya gotta do #im starting to question if my neurons are divergent #like idk man #could be a possibility #wouldn’t be surprised #i’ll stop now #but expect more of this headcanon #it’s one of my personal favorites that i have

[wndaswife]

heey, we never interacted but i really like you as person and u pass me such a comfy vibe like😭 and i really need to vent or else im going insane-

uhhhh im a little lesbian of 20y and in uni, fine. and a curiosity abt my uni: since its a private one, my department gets the same teachers since the 1st year of undergrad which is cool bc they really track our development there BUT i have this teacher (really. really beautiful btw.) who gives biology, cognition, neuropsychology and forensics psychology and she’s also a hard one…her classes are only for those who pay attention, she’s super demanding and a black cat energy (she literally gives nooooooo fucks to anyone). so OFC i had to develop a little crush on her🤠 anywayss months passed, im on my 2nd year now and she still has this HORRIBLE (but i love it) habit of looking at a person’s eyes when explaining something and she really STARES so i was always **giggles and laufs**, but this year i fell into a depressive episode so i stopped going to classes (including hers), i stopped going to her orientation classes and so one day my friend said “she’s worried abt you and she asked me to tell u that she wants an email from u to agree on a time and day to talk to her personally”. i thought i was fucked honestly, but we eventually agreed on a time at her office and turns out the convo was actually nice (i cried my eyes out while she said how worried she was abt me).

after that she was more touchy with me? like when she talked to me after class she always grabbed my arm or put her hand on my shoulder or she talked to me SUPER close AND I DONT KNOW WHAT TO THINK specially bc she herself said “if u were a student who didn’t care abt my classes it’d be totally different, but you’re not. i care about you” BUT BRO??? i NEVER saw her act that way with other students, also she doesn’t ask anyone to come to her office-

(i actually thought she hated me bc a while ago she spent MONTHS ignoring my existence💀)

omg this is so funny u say this... one of my best friends always says i give comfort vibes like when im over i always make his place feel really comforting... that's so weird i wonder how it's possible i give the same vibes online.. but anyways im actually really glad that's the kind of vibe i give, cuz i also love this vibe!!! comfort and comforting things are really important to me

that's so cute... also first of all for you, that means you are such an attentive student and so hardworking for her to pay so much attention to you, so look at you you little academic star!!!!! you little academic you!!!! you little academia student you!!! so that's good for you

also that's so sweet of her... comforting older women <3 tbh the last thing i need rn is an irl older woman obsession like that shit always has me so down bad with a twinge of mommy complex LMFAO like i need that bus girl i mentioned before many eons ago (im trying again next semester cuz im a HARD WORKER)... but this aint about me... that's so good for you and that's so sweet of her <3

if you want to deepen a connection you should talk more about the subject, get her to recommend some interesting things for you to research and study and books to read, so she can start talking to you about things she likes on a personal level, and also this builds off of a good reputation you already have of being an attentive student who is interested in the class!! and ofc she sees you this way already as she has mentioned it

even if platonic (tho the gay panic is so real either way) a good connection with a professor you look up to within a topic you're interested in is a very good connection to have, you will always get something good from it

#rae responds #anon

[whos-lumine]

Hey!! I wanna talk about some hellaverse body types and some I think the characters would have!!! I know this is a touchy subject since a lot of them have the same / similar body types that are very slim, but I think it could be cool to explore more fitting body types to have more diversity in the show!!

‼️ DISCLAIMER ‼️ : This post is in NO way meant to criticize the show or vivzie's unique art style!! I'm not " fixing " anything, just sharing personal opinions about some diversity that could be cool to see. PLEASE DO NOT ATTACK ME!!! THIS IS NOT MEANT TO BE RUDE

So, I do believe a lot of the characters would stay slimmer due to their jobs and how active they are, but it'd still be cool to see some diversity ykyk

Charlie : we know charlie isn't big on fighting, and I think it could be cool to see her be a little chubbier or curvy!!! This could help contrast a lot of the other characters that do prefer fighting

Vaggie : we know she's an ex-exterminator and Adam likes girls with slimmer body types ( as seen with the other exterminators ), but i think she would be more toned / muscular since she seems like the type to work out and she was a top exterminator so she had to be strong

Husk : Husk is pretty skinny considering he's an alcoholic, I feel like he would be a little chubbier bc of the whole alcohol thing!! He probably also doesn't eat the healthiest

I feel like some of the others would stay pretty slim though, like alastor and angel

Alastor : he probably wouldnt want to be too bulky so he can be quick to maneuver around and sneak up easier

Angel : we all know what angels job is, and Val would probably be pretty toxic about him keeping a slim weight

Carmilla : shed definitely have muscular legs, girl walks around in ballet shoes constantly!!! Look at her fighting!!!! So cool!!!!

Adam : I know we can't really tell his body type because of his cloak thing, but he's probably similar to the others

I'd think he'd have a bigger / chubbier body type to reflect his personality

I.M.P. : imp would probably keep slimmer weights since they are moving around and doing so much, but it could be cool to see them be more muscular

Like millie and loona, they are seen as stronger and do a lot of beating up and handling large weapons

Moxxie would probably stay more small and slim to help reflect his personality and since he seems to handle things closer to guns ( don't quote me on this but he seems to prefer guns and long range weapons compared to things like knives )

Oh another thing!! I think it would be so cool to see characters' body types reflect the Era they were alive in

We know "the ideal body type and standards" change depending on time periods, so it'd be neat to see their body types reflect that to show more of how they lived and reflect their personalities!!!

ALSO NONE OF THIS IS SUPPOSED TO COME OFF AS OFFENSIVE I have a hard time with words and wording things in a good way so sorry if this comes off as ignorant, it's not

Uhhh I forget if I have any others to talk about but do lmk your personal opinions on the characters!!! I'd love to hear them!!

#hellaverse #hazbin hotel #helluva boss #please dont come for me

[gngaram]

hello, all! my name's ryan (h/h, 25+) and i'm so excited to be here! 💖 i sincerely look forward to interacting with all of you, meeting all of your muses, and having a grand ol' spooky time amongst all you other ghouls. 😈 speaking of which��i'd love to introduce you to a muse i've picked up, dusted off, and cleaned up real nice, so without further ado, meet chu garam! he's a scorpio stellium monster who was born and raised here in gaenari, and lemme tell you, he's hated every single moment of it. 💀 you can find out more below, and if you're interested in plotting with us, leave some love on this post! discord's best for me and available upon request, but dm's are cool, too. 😚

( * TW / mentions of abandonment, bullying, religious trauma, aggressive behavior, and other mature themes below. please read at your own discretion. )

I.

as mentioned above, he was born and raised in gaenari to a family well-known in the community. his parents are chu yongwoo and park haesook (npc's). they own a diner called chu's, which has been open for decades at this point. they're very religious, highly devout, conservative catholics, and they've been the bane of garam's existence ever since he was old enough to form his own opinions. he doesn't claim them and he curses their names. it's a touchy subject. as a kid, he defied them immensely, and they viewed him as a test sent to them fro god. they thought of him as difficult; badly behaved; overly aggressive; combative. he was their first child who kicked-and-screamed on his way to church, and it got to the point where they genuinely thought he was demon-possessed. thankfully they didn't try to perform an exorcist on him, but their relationship has been fucked up for as long as he can remember. he knows they won't change. the only person he loves in his family is his older sister, gayul. he'd kill for her. no one will hurt gayul as long as he's around. he'll ensure that. garam not only pushed back against his parents and their "dated beliefs," but he also was a terror in school. he got by because he doesn't mind the learning aspect of the education system, but he often felt like he was surrounded by conformists. he's always been rather "feminine" in appearance and mannerisms, and his interests were always out of the ordinary, so his peers were quick to point out these qualities about him and were often mean, and sometimes violent. this aided in turning him into a rather aggressive and assertive creature. he had to learn to fight back and stand up for himself, and he often did so by tearing people down with vicious words. did he get punched a few times because of it? yeah, but if you ask him, he's tough, and somehow always got his revenge in the end. after graduation, he moved out of his house, became a licensed nail technician / esthetician at the local vocational school, and now works at your friendly neighborhood salon giving people their claws. 💅🏼 he also does makeup! how did he pay for school, and how does he afford his own place downtown? word on the street is, he has an arrangement with a certain "benefactor" based in daehan, but you didn't hear that from me. 🤫 he'll never admit to it either, so. beware though. if you book a pedicure with him, he will talk shit about your feet and resent you. he only gives a fuck about his nail art and his makeup artistry. if you book one of those services with him, you'll see a more fun side, but he'll also learn all your secrets. 😈 he'll keep 'em locked up... unless you cross him.

II.

garam is magnetic. when he walks into a room, you know he's there. heads will turn, chills will glissade down your back, and you have no idea whether to be excited, or scared. despite a petite stature and sweet face, his overall vibe is rather imposing.

he has eyes that gaze deeply into your soul; his manner of speaking is expressive and overloaded with passion; his moods are infectious, no matter what they are. his intensity can make it hard for him to make friends, but those who are solid enough to handle his volatility and prove their loyalty to him will get the most devoted friend.

garam is always searching for answers and hidden meanings in everything. his mind is highly analytical, probing, and achingly curious. this is how he somehow knows too much information about everyone he comes into contact with. he studies people, and their habits, and is naturally a bit suspicious of everyone.

he is self-indulgent, and sensual, and seeks pleasure in all things. he'll never say no to good sex; he'll never say no to one more drink; he'll never say no to staying up all night if he's with a loved one. he really should practice more moderation, but that's not something he's concerned with at the moment.

there's an obsessiveness about him that's both a blessing and a curse. on one hand, it helps when it comes to hobbies, crafts, and his job. this trait allows him to hone in on something until he masters it.

on the other hand, however, it can make him a rather smothering lover. he's known to orbit around his boyfriends, and it doesn't help that he can be a rather possessive, and jealous, being, as well.

like all scorpio natives, garam feels emotions deeply; oversensitive. all of his feelings are dialed up to 100% at all times. he can be gentle one moment, then aggressive in the next—moody.

moreover, he often views everything in black and white. love or hate. heaven or hell. smart or stupid. there's no in-between, no gray area. it's an extreme way to live.

if he loves you, he'll love you fiercely. he'll protect you and have your back come hell, or high water. he's not above blood pacts either. he's into shit like that.

III.

for quick reference re: plots, garam was born in 2003; he was born and raised in gaenari; he identifies as homosexual; he works as a nail technician and makeup artist at a salon in town.

close friends that he hung out with in high school. i imagine he made pals with the local outcasts. he couldn't have been the only one. my thoughts are they'd ditch class a lot, and talk about how one day they were gonna set the school ablaze together. they probably still want to deep down, and who knows? maybe they will.

some of his past bullies that he still has bad blood with. he'll make it his personal goal to dismantle these people's lives, so watch out. he makes a formidable enemy. additionally, some of his past bullies that maybe he's made friends with now. they'd've had to really make it up to him, though. he's not one to forgive and forget.

regular clients of his at the salon. he does advanced nail art and even advertises them on his instagram. he prefers a spookier, gothic style, but he's happy to accommodate basically anyone that has a vision and trusts him to make it happen, and make it his own. that said, not everyone leaves his chair happy. he resents having to do pedicures and likely has talked shit about your muse's feet to their faces.

current flings, past flings, fwbs, ex-boyfriends, anything else related to the romance topic are also highly welcome and even encouraged. he's not someone that keeps his passions hidden, and he has no issue pursuing a man that piques his interest; even if it's just for a casual night out. he'd make a terrible ex, though. beware.

people who maybe know and love his parents/brothers, and who look down on him for being as vicious to them as he is. his parents are seen as saints in the community, his older brothers are considered success stories since they're all elsewhere and killing it, and garam highly contests this and verbalizes his disdain for them. give him someone to debate.

just... give me all types of plots, please. 🥺💖

#ㅤ( 𝓖 ) INTRO / #ㅤ( 𝓖 ) HAPPY BELATED BDAY GARAM! /

[houkagokappa]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers (ू•‧̫•ू⑅)♡

Thank you for the ask, altho I guess it was on me haha

I get to play dnd again! A few weeks ago two of my colleagues mentioned that they have an ongoing campaign, and once they heard that I'm into dnd as well, there was an instant mutual "you could play with us/I'd love to play with you" exchange between us :D It's been great to get back to a beloved hobby - dnd is what kept me sane throughout the pandemic, and I'm thrilled I get to hang out with these people outside of work, because I really like them and I want us to become (better?) friends. Being included/excluded is a very touchy subject for me, and now both have shown a clear interest in spending time with me outside of work and I couldn't be happier!

I'm happy I'm in a position that allows me a lot of flexibility. It's been a little stressful this week, because I might be getting sick and I've mostly been laying in bed instead of doing something more productive and fun (like I had planned), but it's also nice that I have the possibility to do so. I can come up with my own schedule and it's great to get to do things at my own pace.

I've been connecting with a lot of people! Besides the two work friends I now play dnd with, I'm building up my relationships with the people in the same uni program as me. They're cool people and it's easy to spend time with them, as long as I have a reason to meet up with them (I've been studying, but not on campus so I've barely seen them since we all started). I'm also very slowly building up friendships with people who share the same hobbies as me, and I'm trying to maintain the few longtime friendships I have. I have a lot of plans to see different people during the upcoming weeks and I'm so happy to be building up my social network again, because it disappeared almost completely a few years ago. Besides the friends and people I hang out with irl, I'm also really happy to connect with people online, and I feel like I've made some progress keeping up with everyone!

I'm doing that one text post trick and treating myself like an animal in need of enrichment, and I'm providing myself with that by trying out new things. Mostly I buy and try out new foods, but I'm also planning on visiting a few places and then I'm forcing myself to go on walks every single day to keep my mental health strong. It's kinda working? And trying out new things is a lot of fun, even if some things end up tasting weird.

I love rambling on forever and ever when it's a topic I care about or I feel comfortable talking to someone. I used to feel self-conscious about it, like I'm weird and bothersome, but I've since found several people who act the same way with me and encourage me to keep going, and it feels so good to be accepted as I am? And to find people who enjoy talking to me for it?? Although sometimes our messages get so long it takes me a while to reply or get back to them haha

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