#hey a diff person for once

[730bliss]

hook headcanons

romantic/platonic hook hc’s. reader gender neutral. requests open <3

* sexual acts warning! * 

bags upon bags upon bags of chips stuffed into your kitchen cabinet.

^ you don’t even like chips that much. they’re for him. 

he isn’t a friend who talks, he’s a friend who listens. whether it’s about silly memes or your worst life experiences. he’s always there to listen. 

secretly a big cuddle-bug. 😳

^ his fav position is laying on your chest. your skin is soft and it also gives you free range to play with his hair. 

likes to watch anime with you. he recently let you pick a new series to start. you guys finished madoka magica in one sitting, and you swear he was about to cry!

doesn’t trust people with J names. (unless it’s you) 

his music taste clashes with yours, but he added some of your favorite songs to his playlist because they remind him of you. 

bought you a bracelet that matches his chain when he got it. 

he likes to tie you up in bed. 

makes a point to leave big and noticeable hickeys. 

hope u enjoyed ! <3

#hook #hook aew #aew #all elite wrestling #aew wrestling #aew dynamite #fanfiction #fandom #gender neutral fanfic #smut #fluff #headcanons #hook x reader #hook imagines #hook imagine #hey a diff person for once #pro wrestling

[titan-god-helios]

yk i’ll never stop loving him the way i did

and that’s okay

i think, too often, people portray moving on from a person as completely forgetting them, or erasing them from your life, or stopping loving them in any way shape or form. and for some, it does look like that.

but for others, like me, moving on might look like still loving them more than anything else, but converting that love into a different type of love, or having different ways of showing that love. loving them quietly, as friends or as just people in the other’s life. and then having space for another. maybe never having space again, but at peace with the fact that their love is quiet and friendly and human rather than what it might’ve been before.

moving on can still mean thinking. cause yes, i’m slowly moving on, i think i’m halfway there already, but i still love him. just half the same half differently. still the same amount though <3

#personal #eli.txt #i let myself look at pretty girls and fantasise yesterday !! it sounds weird but its a big achievement for me #and as an autistic person a small part of the struggle moving on + why i’ll probably still love him the same- #-even when we’re 20 or 30 or 40 #even if we’ve been or have married or whatever with diff people #even if one of us never gave it a shot again #is because i struggle with change #and once ive loved someone for this long that change is never going to happen #so i make smaller changes to work around it #and i think as long as boundariws are respected and it is clear that the relationship is over #and the love isnt constantly being pushed to the other person as in romantic love or thinly veiled /r love #then its okay #and perfectly acceptable #maybe even beautiful in a way #so yeah <3 #if you’re reading this - hey man <3 #im not gonna make things weird between us and i hope this doesnt either #you’re a great friend <3 #sorry for the trouble earlier #aaaand yeah ! have a nice day <3 #actually autistic #autism #neurodivergent #asd #its the neurodivergency #neurodivergencies #being autistic #actuallyautistic #actually adhd

[opens-up-4-nobody]

...

#uuuuugh... i spend all day writing a stupid report that i dont Even kno if im wrting right #idk if im alloud to use figures idk what the deadline is. just: hey can u write abt this data? fucking sure i guess #and im not even done yet. but tonight i have to finish deconstructing and rebuilding my statement of purpose and working on my application #which is also gonna suck. but my mum says im a good writing. and then 2 sec later she was like well ur a good bullshitter. and im like lmao #thanks i guess. i think she means im good at justifying things #but its gonna b a long night. i dont actually have to finish these things tonight. its literally just my brain like: do it now or else >:-( #my boss: hope youve recharched after the sampling! me: fucking ???? was i supposed to? i just fell face first into writing instead #and i got invited to carve pumpkins tomorrow. i wasnt gonna bc ive got 3 phd interviews to prep for next week and i gotta read like a #million papers. but then today one of the other ppl texted me like: hey r u going? it would b cool if u did! i can drive u #and im like 😭 i have a friend?! so i told myself if i finish my application bullshit i can go. but again its gonna b a long night #i dont have a pumpkin tho. and i dont wanna get one. or deal with a rotting pumpking later #maybe ill just b a freak and bring a lump of clay. sculpt something as they carve. that would b a weird fucking move but like i also dont #really care. id rather play with clay than carve a pumpkin tbh #ugh. will i ever find the time to draw? maybe not. maybe ill just lay here and cry bleh #im glad that my friend reached out to me tho. that was super sweet. ive literally only hung out with her once sampling but we immediately #overshared bc it was one of those like connecting to another person probably on the spectrum things. all the interesting ppl i talk to prob #have adhd lmao. they have like exacly the opposite problems i do so i think their brians r so interesting. i mean my probs r the same but #diff. idk how to describe it. im too rigid and compulsive but also big executive function probs. im stuck somewhere between ocd and autism #lmao. or ocpd. probably definitely ocpd. hhhhhhhhh gotta love it #im just a compulsive lil goldfish swimming around and around in circles #brain wont even let me go home for Thanksgiving. annoying #and infantilizing bc i cant drive or do normal things for myself. sigh... #unrelated

[janitorhutcherson]

Groceries, Taxes, & Laundry (MSchmidt Fluff)

hey guys, it's me. i'm finally back. did y'all miss me? the writing of this is a lil diff, sooooo please enjoy and lmk what you think!

content: pure fluff yall.

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Grocery shopping with Mike Schmidt is… special, to say the least. He absolutely despises it. The dreaded time comes around at the end of every week, your vegetables in the fridge starting to wilt, the meat from the previous trip used up, and all of your snacks have been devoured from late night munchie runs to the pantry (xoxo i love gardening!!!). He knows it has to happen. He knows you’ll wake him up early on Sunday morning like always, because apparently it’s “better to get it out of the way,” which he thinks is, well, to put it lightly, utter bullcrap.

You’ll drag him and Abby out to your local grocery store, her drowsy and jittery all at the same time with the promise of pancakes from a local diner after. Once you arrive, you’ll pull out all of the far-too-expensive reusable bags out of the trunk of Mike’s dingy car, ready to fill them with the necessities. Why get those for 3 bucks when you can get the plastic ones for free? He’ll never understand your logic, something about saving the environment, but it’s okay, he loves you enough not to complain, at least out loud.

The fluorescent lights of the room filled with half asleep employees hits Mike’s eyes like he’s looking directly into the sun. He lets out a small grumbled sigh as he takes in the scent of sterile cleaning supplies and produce mixed in one, with the strange almost play doh like smell of the bakery. Your eyes cut over to him, eyebrows raised, Abby’s hand in yours as she rubs her droopy eyes. Mike can’t help but to crack a small smirk, his lips pursed together. “What?” he’ll question innocently, letting out a small snicker as you go deeper into the dreary establishment. 

At the produce aisle, Mike shivers a little as the water from the misting sprinkler on the shelves hits his bare skin. He should’ve worn his jacket today, he usually does, and he’s regretting the one time he hasn’t. Your eyes are glancing over carrots, broccoli, cucumbers, and squash, all that are somehow both too ripe and too.. What's the word... unripe? Sure, he’ll go with that. His hand reaches out to grip yours in a gentle grasp as Abby points to a particularly fluffy bushel of broccoli. “I want that one! It looks like pretty trees,” she giggles out, finally starting to wake with the day. You let out a giggle of your own and Mike smiles because of how pretty your laugh is.

Next, you’re in the snack aisle, filling the cart with doritos, barbeque chips, pringles, salt and vinegar chips (mike gags when you eat them too close to him), peanut butter filled pretzels, whatever can go in Abby’s lunch box and whatever is tastiest. Mike insists on buying the cheap queso, his nose scrunching up at the price of the name brand one. He knows it doesn’t taste any different.

Now you’re looking at meats, finding chicken breasts and filets, steaks, pork, whatever was on your list from meal prepping. Yes, meal prepping, Mike did that now. Apparently stable people with stable lives who had stable relationships did that. He’d grown fond of sitting over a recipe book with you on Saturday nights, really, shoulder to shoulder, pressed up on the couch well after Abby had gone to bed. Something about it felt safe, a kind of domestic feeling he wasn’t used to.

You’re basically done now, and he couldn’t be more relieved as you make your way towards the dairy section. He grabs a few things, string cheese, yogurt, cream cheese, cheese slices for sandwiches for work. Oh, did he mention he works in construction now? It’s stable, makes good money, and he’s home on time to see you, to be a husband-not-yet-husband (he plans to propose soon, but that’s another story), a brother-more-like-a-father, a person with a regular schedule. He looks over at you, watching as you and Abby skim over the different selections of chocolate and strawberry milk, finally settling on a carton of strawberry. He once again scrunches his nose, smiling all at once. “Nasty,” he mumbles out. Abby playfully hits his arm and you lean in for a kiss.

Finally, thank god, you push the cart towards the bakery section, grabbing bread and a sweet treat or two for the week. Cookies, a birthday cake for no particular reason, cheese danishes, whatever his little family was feeling for the week, that’s what it’d be. This week, it was a huge box of chocolate chip cookies and some kind of cherry pastry he’d never had before. You three finally head to checkout, where everything is stuck in those stupid reusable bags and the price of everything you got feels obscenely huge for what’s in your cart, but he pays it anyway. Walking to the car, in the trunk the groceries go as you all climb in one by one, ready to head for pancakes.

As he reverses the car out of his good (only because it was so goddamn early) parking spot, he can’t help but sigh, this time with contentment as Abby rambles on about a new imaginary (hopefully) friend, your own grin wide as you ask questions, making sure she feels heard. “I love you guys, love doing things with you guys,” Mike mumbles out, reaching his hand over to your thigh as he glances back at Abby too. And it was true, he’d do anything with you two. Hell, if all his life consisted of grocery shopping, taxes, and laundry? Yeah, he’d be ok with that too.

#mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt fluff #mike schmidt smut #mike schmidt #mike schmidt fic #mike schmidt blurb #josh hutcherson #josh hutcherson smut #josh hutcherson fluff #josh hutcherson x reader #mike schmidt imagine #josh hutcherson imagine #josh hutcherson fanfic

[y0urm4m]

Just for fun?

(Based off the song but with some diff stuff)

what will happen when a famous player and a clueless innocent girl meet?

Warnings:smut, p in v, hair pulling, creampie, swearing, consumption of alcohol.

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╰┈➤ ❝𝐌𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚���𝐭𝐬 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠.𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬 𝐈 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝. 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥, 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 '𝐞𝐦 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐮𝐜𝐤 '𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐧, 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞.”

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Y/N pov:

I huffed staring at my outfit in the mirror. “Libs do I really have to wear this outfit?” I said turning to look at her. “Duh, you look hot,” She replied applying the last bit of lipstick on her lips and spinning to look at me. “Now hurry the Uber is almost here.” She squealed, I rolled my eyes slipping my shoes on, heading out the door.

Matt pov:

I looked over at the girl next to me. Asleep, perfect I slowly put my clothes on and walked towards her bedroom door. “Matty, where are you going?” She whined. “I told you this was a one time thing anyways I’ve got a party to be at.” I replied. Rolling my eyes at the nickname, I quickly left before she started whingeing for me to stay.

Y/N pov:

I finally made it to the party, as soon as I stepped out the car I got a massive whiff of alcohol. “Libs I honestly can’t believe you made me agree to come here.”I said looking at her, she just smiled grabbing my hand rushing inside. As we entered the house i began to feel nervous, I wasn’t much of a party person I was more of a stay at home watching a film or reading a book girl. Libby on the other hand.. I was usually the one holding her hair for her or getting her aspirin. All of a sudden my thought were interrupted by a drink being shoved in my hands. “That should calm your nerves.” Libby said smiling. How’d she know? I just sighed looking at the clear liquid in my cup. It’s only one night i should be fine. I quickly swallowed the drink cringing at the feeling of my throat burning. But before I could tell Libby how gross the drink was she was gone, I rushed away from my spot trying to find her before I bumped into someone. “Fuck, sorry I didn’t mean to bump into you.”I said looking up at the man. He was pretty cute. Brunette with blue eyes. “It’s alright sweetheart.” He replied. Sweetheart? The way he said it could replay in my head on repeat all day, then I came to the realisation that I was supposed to be looking for my friend. “Sorry, I need to get going I’m trying to find my friend.”I spoke walking away as fast as I could.

I grabbed a red solo cup of random alcohol before I eventually found her dancing. If I’m here I might as well take advantage of it and have some fun, I said to myself before joining Libby where everyone was dancing. “Hey libs!”I shouted so she could hear over the music. “There you are y/n, you finally decided to loosen up a bit?” She replied. “Yeah, I decided why not have some fun for once.” I smiled dancing with her, the whole time me and her was dancing I felt as if someone was staring at me. I looked to my left when I saw the person from earlier, he just smirked before walking over. “Hey.” He said. “Hi.”I said sheepishly. “Wanna dance?” He asked looking from me to Libby who hadn’t taken any notice in the interaction. “Why not!” I said.

We moved to a less crowded area, before he slithered his hands around my waist. My hips swayed side to side as the boy behind me signalled how to move. “Hey I never got your name, I’m y/n?” I spoke looking over my shoulder up at him. He removed a hand from round my waist moving my hair to the side. “My names Matt.” He whispered, he’s hand finding its way back to my waist. The way he whispered sent shivers down my spine And caused my stomach to flip. I turned to look at him as we continued to dance, the only thing I could think about was him whispering in my ear, the thought of it made me thighs slightly squeeze together which he seemed to take notice of. “What you thinking about?” He asked looking at me. I felt a rush of confidence run through my body. “Maybe we should take this to the bathroom?” I said looking up at him. He smiled leading me away from the crowded room.

Matt pov:

After finally making my way inside the house and saying hello to the influencers who invited me, I decided to go straight and get a drink but on my way to the drinks I bumped into someone, I’d never met her before but she was hot. That skimpy outfit what a tease. But then she spoke, she seemed so innocent, perfect. I decided to flirt with her a bit, it was going perfectly until the conversation got cut short so she could go find her friend. Usually I’d just go flirt with a different girl but something was telling me to follow her. I watched the way her ass swayed as she walked away before watching her speak to someone. I guess that was the friend she was talking about, I recognised her friend from the last party I was at she was super drunk and was flirting with everyone who crossed her path. But what happened next caught my attention the way the girl moved her hips it was mesmerising. I had to go over and that’s exactly what I did.

Y/N pov:

We eventually made our way to the bathroom. As soon as the door was closed Matt grabbed my face pulling me in our tongues becoming entwined together. His hands rubbing the sides of my waist, as my hand brushed through his hair. I pulled away for air but as soon as I pulled away he turned me around.

I was leant against the bathroom sink looking at matt’s reflection in the mirror as me caressed my ass cheeks before slapping my left ass cheek in which made me jolt forward and bite my lip to contain my moan. “Don’t do that, lemme hear your sounds” He said, giving my other ass cheek a slap but this time I moaned. Matt felt his pants tighten even more a the sounds coming from my mouth. He quickly pulled my skirt up my blue lacy thong now visible, Matt groaned at the sight. He then pushed my undies to the side, teasing my clit with his fingers— I whimpered at the cold new feeling. “Fuck Matt” I moaned out, as he slipped a finger inside of me pumping it in and out a few times before adding in another one.“Holy shit.”i whimpered. He then began curling his fingers. “You like that?”he asked smirking at me in the mirror. I nodded. “Words y/n..”he said speeding up. I felt my stomach tightening, “fuck.. yea-.. yeah I do Matt” I muttered, my eyes rolling to the back of my head as the band in my stomach felt like it was a bout to snap, but that feeling was gone when Matt quickly removed his fingers from inside me. “You’re not cumming unless it’s on my dick.”he spoke, undoing his belt taking it off as well as his jeans and boxers. My eyes widened at the sight of his dick, not super big but bigger than I’ve ever had. He pumped his dick a few times before entering me with no warning the stretch made me whimper. With one hand on my waist, he grabbed my hair making a pony tail pulling my head back as he thrusted his hips into mine.

The sound of skin slapping, moans and groans filled the room. The whole time Matt’s eyes never left mine in the mirror, the same smirk from when he saw me dancing on his face. “Fuck your so tight”he groaned. Gradually speeding up, the knot in my stomach forming. “Matt..I’m go.. I’m gonna cum.” I moaned out. His pace becoming sloppy. “Fuck.. y/n cum with me”he groaned. His hips snapped into mine one more time before we both came. Our chests heaving rapidly. He slowly pulled out getting some tissue to wipe away any leftover mess. We both got redressed. “I’m gonna go”he said looking at me before turning around, but before he could leave I grabbed his wrist. “Are we gonna speak again?” I asked, he turned back around to face me slightly smiling.“Sweetheart do you even know who I am?”he replied. I shook my head, in response he sighed. “Mathew Sturniolo, the famous player.” He said straight faced. “What?” I said in shock, I’d heard of Mathew Sturniolo but i never thought the Matt I met not even hours ago could be him. “So was this just for fun?” I asked. He shrugged walking out the door leaving me in the bathroom all by myself.

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A/N: 𝙷𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜, 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍. 𝚆𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗’𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚙.2 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚢𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌!!

#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #matt sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo smut

[vinziel]

I guess I'm BI then?

John Dory x FTM reader

A/N: For all my trans homies out there. You matter and you are valid. This will be in a diff universe from A Bitter Reunion.

You dated and married John Dory before you realized who you were and transitioned, when you came out to John Dory he supported you and still continued to date you, you even got surgeries to make you look like a man (You also may or may not have gotten surgery to get a dick also, which you may or may not have used to fuck John, considering you already used to peg him). Now John Dory never realized that you transitioning meant he was BI now considering he was married to a man, and he never gave it much though, he was just too busy loving you, now this all happened way before John Dory got back with his brothers, and when you did meet his brothers you never cared to bring up you were trans since it didn't really matter, they already thought you were a man anyways.

While you were out doing whatever, John Dory and his brothers were bonding, just chilling in Branch's bunker and they were on the topic of man loving man, since Floyd recently came out as gay to them, they were talking about their own personal preferences, Bruce saying "Oh I've dated men, way before I met Brandy, so I'm into men and women" Clay said "I've never really dated, I'm not sure if I want to yet or if I'll ever want to" Branch then says "Well I've only ever dated Poppy, I haven't tried dating men before" John Dory then said "Same" after John Dory said that everyone turned their heads to him "Aren't you married to a man?" Clay asked "Well yeah I am, he's trans, we dated and got married before he knew who he was" "Doesn't that mean you're bi? And HAVE dated a man before?" Clay continued, John Dory thought for a second and said "Oooh, makes sense. I never really gave it much thought" The brothers stare in disbelief for a second before continuing on with talking

After that whole ordeal once you returned back to Rohnda, John Dory began talking to you about his time with his brothers, and you were just listening, looking at him like a lovestrucked teenager, then John Dory mentions "And I just now realized that I'm Bi, since you transitioned" You then snapped out of it and blinked "What? You mean to tell me after almost 7 years since I transitioned you never once thought about the fact you were married to a man now?" You asked in disbeliefed, John Dory then laughed, saying "I guess I was too busy loving you" You laugh as well responding "That's sweet" You two then share a kiss "You're a bit of a moron huh?" You teased, grinning "I am yes, but hey I'm your moron" John Dory says smirking, you laugh "I guess that's true" You respond, giving John Dory another kiss which he reciprocated. Ending the day on a positive note.

A/N: PLEASE tell me if anything I wrote in this fic is offensive in any way to trans people. I will gladly change it. I'm not too aware on what's offensive to trans people and for that I apologize in advance

#trolls 3 #trolls #trolls john dory #john dory #brozone x male reader #male reader #trolls branch #john dory x reader #bruce trolls #gay #x male reader #clay trolls #trolls clay #trolls bruce #floyd trolls #trolls floyd #ftm reader #ftm #john dory x male reader #brozone x reader #wholesome #fluff #john dory is a moron #fucking morons #gays in love #i'm so gay #trans reader #trans male reader #trolls brozone #brozone

[hanasnx]

diff anon but what fandoms did you meet your close moots through? i don’t know if that counts as indy lore

that counts! more under the cut. i wanted to talk about all my mutuals

@its-clockwork-princess one of my best, oldest, and dearest friends. years and years of friendship, roleplay, fanfiction, writing. every time i see a duo on screen or in any media my first thought is always her and my second thought is always “us.” we went through a thousand different fandoms and i can’t remember our first but we definitely bonded heavily over fandoms like marvel, dc, and fnaf at the very early stages of our friendship. her dad was actually dating my mom for a long time, which gave us plenty of time together. literally cant even summarize everything we’ve gone through together, everything we’ve built, seriously been friends for a decade and i plan on staying that way for the rest of my life. i cant imagine my life without her, how bleak and colorless it would’ve been. i’m honored to know such a generous and kind person, and someone who helped shape me into who i am today. a love truly unconditional.

@ohgodmyeyes loved his takes on anakin, thought he was so real and so down to earth even though he could stand to be more egotistical considering how talented he is. i think about a certain post he made about anakin -> vader's dick literally once a day. i'm not even exaggerating at all when i say it was my roman empire. in just that small amount of time i was taught his quiet confidence, his exquisite way with words, and his unapologetic thought process. i maintain a distance from him because i'm playing the long game and from what i've seen on his personal posts i feel like he might be overwhelmed if i come on too strong, as i often do. but that doesn't stop me from grinning every time i see him in my notifs and i get to think, "this message was approved by ohgodmyeyes." very proudly.

@somuchfrstardust we talked in the comment section of anakin edits on tiktok i feel like and then i was like "hey wanna be friends" and we haven't talked in a while but that's totally cool, that's just how i am. i still consider them my friend i think they're a rly cool person.

@banakinbabygirl was one of the first anakin/hayden blogs i followed, i love how they write smut. it's a very emotional way of writing, very heavy on the descriptions and realistic reactions that drew me in and kept me there.

@starmanskywalker is one of my favorite writers in general. anything on her masterlist is an instant recommendation from me, instant like, instant reblog, instant indy review. i'm such a jealous person in general but the way i feel about alanis' writing is beyond jealousy. it's admiration, it's fondness, it's awe. i don’t feel envious i feel fulfilled. i was very proud to become her mutual, her friend, be on a first name basis with her, and write fanfiction with her. we have a collab we've been working on for a while but because we're both so busy and it's such a big project it takes a lot of time and a lot of love, but i'm still so excited for the day it's finished and can be published.

@xstarkillerx is so much more than a person i met on the internet. truly one of my best friends, and i can’t imagine not having him in my life. there’s so much i can say that i have actually already said on this blog before. donnie has a way with seeing the world i just love to hear about. i’ll ask his opinions and experiences on everything simply to hear what he, specifically, has to say about it. when we have conversations inhibitions are left at the door for the both of us instead of just me. i feel skinless, muscle-less, body-less with donnie. an entity obsessed with him on discord as we write novels to each other, sonnets about how we view the world and its fictions. donnie is my bread and butter, and i’m so glad i found him and stalked him and forced him to be my friend and now he’s reliant on me just like i want.

@weixuldo such a sweet person and very understanding of me and my boundaries. i first found wei’s blog through their fanart of darth vader which i loved so much i sent every single one of their posts to my best friend who i mentioned at the beginning of this post. i still go back to look at those works every so often to brush up on my love for them. such a talented artist i’m very happy i’m worthy of a follow back, and that we enjoy each other’s content.

@mcondance i met through hobie brown back in june 2022. i loved how they kept luring me to their page by mentioning me and my hobie works they kept reading, i swear they were using my vanity as bait and it worked. they are, genuinely, so fucking funny. i only have friends that are funny don’t get me wrong, but there’s something about jupie that when i’m talking about them to other people, that person is like “omg jupie is so funny.” like. jupie just transcends my sense of humor to other people’s. they’re funny to the masses. i’m very bad at texting, but jupie is a person i try to reach out to so they know i’m virtually loving on them. they like the attention. another writer i’m so pleased to be mutuals with when they’re so skilled at the part of writing i always feel like i’m most wooden at. the side of smut writing that takes feeling and sensation and even an edge of genuine horniness, jupie is so good at translating that onto a page.

@murdrdocs is another mutual i gained from the height of the hobie brown era and i believe i saw her content through jupie’s page. now we don’t get to talk too much but that doesn’t mean i don’t think she’s not a super cool person. i don’t read much, but the things i do get to read specifically on icarus’ page make me very proud to be her mutual. not only is she an accomplished and gorgeous writer, but her blog designs are always envy-inducing. she shifts her aesthetics so seamlessly—even tho i know how changing a theme can be draining and time-consuming—and it’s always easy on the eyes. her navigation is especially creative and i’ll never forget her newspaper clipping themed announcement for last kinktober.

@princessbrunette another writer i’m constantly in awe of. i met her through her anakin works, and invited myself onto her kinktober taglist when she was still a relatively new blog that’s how much i was instantly attracted to her work. her style is so distinct and so refined, i can overlook non canon work because hers is just that good. she’s also very funny, and has a gifted silver tongue. i’m always impressed with how she’s able to paint a picture in her pieces using nothing but the most concise and visualizing words. it’s not often that i watch something because a friend watched it, but i watched obx for her so i could still enjoy her work that’s how much i love it. our universes we create in our dms are so special to me.

@empiresheir was someone i met through their anakin one-shot about order 66 which i’ve reblogged several times and it’ll never be enough. it was such a good piece i gave live updates to my best friend who was reading it too. i sent those screenshots to her orc cos she deserved to know what i had to say. she was also an essential help when i was writing my kinktober project, kind enough to read my pieces and give me line by line feedback just like i like so i wouldn’t go crazy from lack of attention on pieces i couldn’t post til october. not only another talented and powerful writer (capable of dropping my jaw at how insanely good she is at wording things), but such a sweet person to talk to. and though she’s not active in the fandom anymore i think of her fondly and i hope she’s having such a good time with baldur’s gate.

@darthvvder had a collection of anakin drabbles that i found on wattpad of all places and i was amazed at what i read. thoroughly impressed by the physical reactions her works were eliciting in me. got me to care about smut tropes i hadn’t cared about before simply bcos she was so good at writing them. i posted about a line that gripped me and she commented that it was her, i followed and the rest is history.

@jarebare99 is my boyfriend :) he gets an honorary mention. i wrote him an entire book of poetry and my thoughts on him so he can read that if he’s feeling left out from everyone getting paragraphs. i met him in irl not through a fandom but idc.

@ddejavvu was someone i’d see in my notifications including my inbox every so often and she was very recognizable. i really can’t remember how us being mutuals happened? i’d like to say i somehow discovered she wrote and wrote well and once i began noticing i consistently liked her content then i followed and lo and behold she was following me too. mei is very respectful of my space and i like that she texts me without expecting an answer back bcos i like to read her updates and don’t always know what to say. i have some of her inbox messages i gatekeep and i go back and read them every so often and think about how diabolical it would be if i answered them and floored the world, but i have yet to be ready to share the genius.

@anakincentric technically through anakin. even though we don’t talk much bcos both of us have really similar no-contact ways that doesn’t mean i don’t think she’s real sweet. i like when she pops in, drops a banger, and then peaces out. like a disney cameo appearance.

@harrisonbrainrot i wanna say han/indiana. i feel like i was already following his blog because i got to read some of his stuff when i was in a han mood and was like, “yea, this guy gets it.” and then when we reconnected in the comments of someone else’s post, i told him i was a big fan which was true, and then wham bam thank you ma’am mutuals. i have no idea if he knew who i was before or if he was following me, but he’s cool asf. not only is he hot and chill, he’s also really kind with me about not texting. a very generous soul who let me use his crunchyroll to watch jjk out of the goodness of his heart, which i am kissing him for. one of the rare writer’s on here who’s unapologetic in the shit they say, which i always admire and prioritize in who i choose to follow. love his han characterization, so when he’s reblogged a han work of mine, i believe it’s been christened by the harrison ford pope.

@anitheus tagging this blog bcos it’s what i followed first but i also follow her other account @silxani because i love her art style. i love how she draws anakin every time. her spider-sam fanart, and her nsfw anakin works are my favorite, as well as the fanart she made of us for my birthday. gorgeous art style i could look at all day, and i like her personality when we text.

@ivysangel i wanna say it was dc comics but i can’t remember the character, might’ve been jason todd. she came for the dc, and stayed for the other stuff including my general tomfoolery. she flatters me with kind words about how i’ve influenced her, which always makes me soft. we have a lot in common, which is always so much fun to compare, and i love that she watched batman beyond when i recommended it even though i wasn’t expecting her to a) do it and b) love it. she’s aware and respectful of my boundaries when it comes to sharing my ideas which i appreciate, and i love seeing her in my inbox. we haven’t had enough time together for me to nail down everything i like about her, but i will.

@loveliestlovelygirl eloise caught me by surprise bcos it’s not often i get instantly hooked, or at least it hasn’t been that way for a while. i haven’t been in an anakin mood for a while, but i still reblog her works instantly so i can get to it later because i know i’ll like it even though i haven’t read it. idk much about her, but her theme makes me bonkers jealous. it’s so beautiful. like her chapter HTML for her fallen angel au makes me drool.

@psuedosis newest mutual. her reaction towards me made me instantly endeared, and i loved her jet works. some zuko pieces as well! hit at the right time bcos i just finished atla animated. very excited to get to know her more.

boom. indy lore and extensive thoughts on tumblr mutuals.

#indy shoots the shit #thanks for the msg!! #anon #indy lore

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Malleus Draconia Dorm Uniform Personal Story: Part 3

"Briar Valley's own"

(Part 1) (Part 2) Part 3

[Interior Hallway]

Vil: So, just like last week, our meeting is in the Mirror Chamber this week.

Kalim: The party we had after the last meeting was so much fun! Next time, the rest of you should come too, not just Riddle and Azul.

Leona: I refuse.

Riddle: That reminds me… It seems that Malleus-senpai received a warning from the Headmaster after being absent last time.

Riddle: I wonder if he will properly attend this meeting?

Leona: It'll just be the same as before. He'll just skip anyway.

Kalim: Eh! Then should I go and get him!?

Leona: Don't bother. There's no point if you don't think to do that on your own.

Vil: Says the person who was sleeping right up until the start of the meeting and had to be woken up by someone else.

Idia: Yeah, yeah! Even tho there's no point if you don't participate on your own!

Azul: Says the tablet…

Riddle: I have my own thoughts for Idia-senpai, but… I do agree that if you do not strive to participate of your own volition, then it is rather meaningless.

Azul: Very true. I do hope that Malleus-san is reflecting on his actions.

Vil: I wonder… Well, for the time being, let us wait for the meeting to begin inside the Mirror Chamber.

[door opens]

Dorm Leaders: !!??

[Diasomnia Dorm – Lounge]

Leona: Hey… This musty atmosphere… It can't be…

Dorm Leaders: DIASOMNIA!?

Idia: Eh!? The picture on my screen is kinda weird. Is this a virtual background!?

Vil: Not at all. We are definitely, actually in Diasomnia…

Riddle: When did we get here? We were just in front of the Mirror Chamber a moment ago!

Crowley: WHY IN THE WORLD IS THE DOOR TO THE MIRROR CHAMBER CONNECTED TO DIASOMNIA!?

Kalim: Oh hey, looks like the Headmaster got bought over with us too.

Vil: He's just as surprised as we are, which must mean that it's not necessarily his doing.

Riddle: So then, the only possible remaining explanation would be…

???: Hello, everyone…

Malleus: Welcome. I've been waiting.

Crowley: Draconia-kun… What a spectacular entrance! It almost puts me to shame as the Headmaster here.

Leona: I knew this was your doing, you damn lizard.

Vil: Please explain what is going on. Why are we currently in the Diasomnia Dormitory Lounge?

Malleus: I had heard that you were all dissatisfied with my being unable to attend the dorm leader meetings.

Malleus: I myself believe that it would be unfortunate to not be able to come to any gathering there may be.

Malleus: And so, I thought about what could be done… And it came to me.

Malleus: If I will not be invited, then I should be the one to do the inviting.

Malleus: If I do not know where the meeting is taking place, then I should decide where it meets.

Malleus: If I do not know what time it takes place, then I should make it so that I will be available.

Malleus: That is why I used transference magic to connect the Mirror Chamber door to Diasomnia and bring you all here.

Malleus: What do you think? I was neither late nor absent, yes?

Dorm Leaders: …

Leona: So… What? You're saying that for the sake of attending the meeting, you cast transference magic on all of us?

Malleus: That's right.

Riddle: Without our consent? On your own, for your own benefit?

Malleus: That's right.

Dorm Leaders: HAAAAAAAAAH!?

Azul: I never expected to be treated with such disrespect in my life. This is an outrageous insult!!

Vil: Do you think of us as mere objects!?

Idia: We're not familiars you can just summon, yknow!!

Malleus: Are you... Are you all angry with me?

Dorm Leaders: OF COURSE WE'RE ANGRY WITH YOU!!!!

Malleus: Why? You all usually summon your magical pens with magic.

Malleus: What is the difference?

Riddle: IT'S COMPLETELY DIFFERENT! PENS ARE OBJECTS, WE ARE HUMAN BEINGS!!

Malleus: I know that. But both can be carried by magic.

Idia: Oh snap. He doesn't get it at all. Is this one of those things that only sounds scary once you understand it?

Vil: It seems as though he definitely doesn't think of us as any different from a pen or a book.

Leona: Tch. This's why I can't stand people with no common sense…! How dare you transport me like luggage!

Sebek: STAND BACK!!

Sebek: HOW DARE YOU TRY TO GRAB MALLEUS-SAMA… IT'S UTTERLY DISGRACEFUL, HUMAN!!

Azul: Ah, you must be… That first year Sebek-san, yes? How astounding that you can even look at this situation and use the term "disgraceful" like that.

Silver: Welcome, friends of Malleus-sama. We're glad to have you here.

Kalim: Oh hey, it's Silver. Good to see you here.

Silver: Yes. I had heard that Malleus-sama intended on inviting the Dorm Leaders here, so we waited with him.

Kalim: Oh, cool. Thanks for waiting, and thanks for having us!

Silver: Right. Enjoy your time here.

Malleus: I had the two of them prepare Briar Valley’s own tea cakes. Now, everyone. Please do not hesitate to dig in…

Dorm Leaders: AS IF WE'D EAT ANYTHING!!!

Crowley: Draconia-kun… Please come with me to the Headmaster's Office now.

Crowley: I HAD THOUGHT YOU A KNOWLEDGEABLE FELLOW, BUT… IT SEEMS THERE IS STILL MUCH MORE TO TEACH YOU!

Malleus: …And so I thought I had finally successfully attended the meeting…

Malleus: But in the end, today's dorm leader meeting ended up cancelled.

Lilia: …

Lilia: …Heheh.

Lilia: AHAHAHA!!! HEEHEEHEEHEE!!!

Lilia: I can't believe something like that happened while I went out to pick up my phone… My laughter won't stop!

Malleus: What did I do wrong?

Malleus: I would not have been upset were transference magic used on me. If anything, it is a rather mundane mode of transportation.

Malleus: In order to become closer to those people, I thought I would provide my hospitality, and yet…

Lilia: Malleus. Humans have a different level of sensitivity than us.

Lilia: Think of it like… Pulling in the remote control closer to you with your foot.

Lilia: That is something that Silver would always scold me on.

Lilia: A remote doesn't have any will, so it may not complain, but those Dorm Leaders do.

Malleus: I did not intend to be impudent.

Malleus: But then I was told, "If we are to be insulted like this, there is no need for you to attend the meetings henceforth."

Malleus: So now, it is not as though it would be acceptable to join them without a prior invitation…

Malleus: Grandmother had always sternly instilled in me that it is rude to invite oneself unilaterally.

Lilia: That's true. Her Majesty the Queen has always been extraordinarily unbending when it comes to invitation decorum.

Lilia: However, for you to have enacted such a plan… I'm rather surprised you put this much thought into it.

Lilia: Did… Did my little scolding strike a nerve?

Malleus: Let me answer your question with another, did you truly think that I wouldn't be affected after seeing you so angry?

Lilia: Kufufu… I see, I see. What a cute lad! I didn't think you'd get that upset.

Malleus: Stop, don't treat me like a child.

Lilia: I'm praising you. Maybe it didn't go as planned, but it was a huge step forward for you to try to find a way to work with the others.

[headpats]

Malleus: Only Grandmother and Lilia would pat my head so vigorously like this… I simply cannot refuse it.

Malleus: After you left in anger, I thought about what I should have done.

Malleus: I agreed that I had not put forth enough effort in both understanding the humans, and having them understand me.

Malleus: And that is why I attempted to fix things, but failed. I still do not understand what went wrong.

Malleus: I thought humans appreciated convenience like their technology, but they also reject other rational means.

Malleus: They are indecisive in their standards, and they are strangely sensitive. It's quite difficult to comprehend.

Lilia: You seem to have made quite a mess for yourself. Are you regretting leaving Briar Valley?

Malleus: …Fufu. Don't make me laugh. You should know better than anyone that I do not think.

Malleus: There was never a time back in Briar Valley like this where I was so bewildered by other people.

Malleus: And that is why… This is more than amusing to me. I feel as those these moments are utterly enjoyable.

Malleus: I believe that there will come a day in which I will be able to understand them, so I will continue to do my due diligence.

Malleus: Let's see… I am certain we will be able to understand each other in another 100 years or so.

(Part 1) (Part 2) Part 3

#twisted wonderland #twst #malleus draconia #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #kalim al-asim #vil schoenheit #idia shroud #lilia vanrouge #sebek zigvolt #dire crowley #twst malleus #twst riddle #twst leona #twst azul #twst kalim #twst vil #twst idia #twst lilia #twst sebek #twst silver #twst crowley #. #the angriest dorm leader group lines don't have kalim's sprite show up so i suppose he's not as angry as them

[sh0tanzz]

Honest opinion do you think seunghan is coming back fr or no? Bc honestly its not looking too good..

well tbh for the amount of time seunghan has been gone I’ve been more focused on the “why” and what situations are causing SM to not say anything

I’m assuming that if seunghan doesn’t come back people are just going to abandon the group as a whole and just unstan riize as a whole (once again im assuming im not sure what people doing the entire boycott plan to do if he doesn’t come back period)

so if seunghan isn’t coming back im pretty sure they’re prolonging the time of speaking of him leaving the group to keep the international fans around and hopeful

or (because we have to remember briize’s aren’t just one big fandom there’s international, domestic etc etc) they’re being pussies and scared to bring seunghan back out of fear that domestic briize (knets) are going to be upset by his return

Seunghan has been seen entering SM during his hiatus multiple times and unless he’s able to end his contract completely he’s kinda stuck within the company im pretty sure and I doubt they’ll just plop him in a diff group or make him a trainee again

Now if he is coming back once again SM is being scary about bringing him back or there are other factors keeping him from coming yet, if they bring him back they will most likely just randomly be like “oh hey look who’s here” and try to fit/shove him into the promotions

All SM had to do was simply speak out, even if all they can say is “we’re still deliberating whether he can continue in the group or not” if they just let fans be in the know this situation wouldn’t be as severe as it is.

I personally think he might come back extremely late into/after promotions and they’ll make him do a whole statement within his return however I wouldn’t be too surprised if this becomes a prolonged garam situation

#sh0tanzz #riize #seunghancomeback

[strangerquinns]

Eddie munson enemies to lovers pleasee and not in high school something more mature lol

Eddie Munson x Female Reader

Eddie & Reader are in their mid-20s // Corroded Coffin is a regular at the bar you work at. And every night you have an encounter with the lead singer, you can't help but feel both irritation and attraction. Especially when he flashes that cocky smile and pushes your buttons on purpose. tw: assault (not described, just a moment)

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The smell of cigarettes, beer, and sweat filled the air around you as you moved along behind the bar. It was another crowded Friday night. Your skin was already starting to feel sticky from the heat that was filling the small dive bar where you worked at. It was a few miles outside of Indianapolis and over the years we became more and more popular. Especially with local bands coming through the spot and booking slots or just playing for the weekend.

But tonight was busier than usual.

"Hey, sweetheart," a familiar voice spoke from in front of you.

When your eyes looked up from the counter you were wiping down, you were welcomed by warm brown eyes. You couldn't help the slight scowl that came across your face when you looked at him. It only seemed to amuse him by causing a bellowing chuckle to come from him.

"What do you want, Munson," You spoke, placing the rag back on the rack, before turning to pour a few more drinks.

"Oh, come on, don't be like that," Eddie spoke, leaning forward on the counter slightly. He was closer now letting you get a whiff of his scent. It was a musky, woodsy cologne with an underlining of leather and cigarettes.

You tried ignoring how it made your heart lurch for a moment.

"Don't you have a set to prepare for?" You spoke, clear annoyance in your tone.

Eddie chuckled again as he watched you move quickly behind the bar, filling and taking orders from patrons that lined the bar.

You and Eddie met a couple of years ago when he and the rest of Corroded Coffin came to audition for a slot for the weekends. The band go the Friday and Saturday night slot which was one of the main reasons that weekends were packed as much as they were. But it seemed from the moment that the two of you met, you annoyed one another. At first, it was light teasing here or there. Eddie was naturally teasing but it seemed to not mesh with your personality.

Not to say that there weren't moments you and Eddie didn't get along. But those moments were rare.

"What if I wanted to come and annoy you a little first?" Eddie cocked a brow, before reaching behind the counter and helping himself to the beer.

"Hey!" You shouted, glaring at him, and swatting his hands away. "What the hell, Munson!"

"What?!" He shrugged his shoulders, taking a drink from his glass. "Jerry said I can help myself whenever I want,"

"That doesn't include my bar!" You shouted.

Eddie's eyes shined and gleamed with mischief that you could see even in the dim light of the bar. The smile he gave you was wide enough to have his dimples show. Once again you ignored the butterflies in your stomach as you watched him walk away. You let out an exasperated sigh, rolling your eyes, before getting back to work.

"So cute how you pretend to hate him," Your co-worker, Sondra, spoke with a smirk. "

You scoffed, "Shut up, you know that's not true."

"Do I?" She smirked "You two seem to flirt with bullying and annoying one another. It's adorable."

"I do not like him." You spoke sternly. But instead, Sondra laughed and shook her head, her blonde curls bouncing around her face, as she turned back to the bar.

Time seemed to move quickly within the chaos of the bar. The blaring sound of a guitar amp sounded from the front stage followed by a loud cheer from the crowd. You didn't even have to look toward the stage to know it was Corroded Coffin. Sondra once again laughed as she saw you intensely roll your eyes as Eddie's voice came over the speakers.

But only minutes later she caught you staring up toward the stage with a different look in your eyes, and it wasn't one of hate or annoyance. One would even say that it was slightly dreamy as you watched Eddie on stage. It was hard to not be captivated by the lead singer. He demanded the attention of the crowd whenever he performed, and you weren't immune to it either.

You looked over when you felt eyes on you and saw Sondra smirking knowingly at you.

"Shut up, I don't want to hear it." You spoke with a sharp gaze.

"I didn't say anything," Sondra shrugged her shoulders slightly, before turning back to serve the new patron that had walked up to the bar.

~.~

You moved around the bar picking up empty glasses from tables and slowly starting the cleanup process. The speakers were switched back to the bar music now that Corroded Coffin was done with their set. The bar was thinned out slightly and it seemed that the only ones left behind were the drunks, the regulars, and the groupies. When you walked by the booth where Eddie and the rest of his bandmates were sitting - you couldn't stop the eyeroll and scowl.

Of course, Eddie saw the look on your face when you walked by, and he thought it was adorable.

You returned back to the bar with your tray full of empty glasses and set them down from Sondra to start on. You were leaning over the front when you felt someone come up behind you. Being groped at the bar, sadly, happened more often than not. No matter what you were wearing, a drunk patrons took it upon themselves to place their hands on you. When you felt the grab and pinch on your ass, your natural reaction was to shriek and jump back.

Eddie's head snapped up at the sound of your scream and looked across the bar in the direction of the noise.

"What the fuck!" You screamed out and pushed on the chest of the dude in front of you.

Your face was twisted with anger, Sondra behind you exactly the same. Eddie didn't think twice as he stood from the booth and charged in your direction. But what he wasn't expecting, and honestly surprised him in a good way, was seeing you slap the man in front of you.

"Don't even think about it, buddy," Eddie spoke, coming up behind the guy and grabbing him by the shoulders before he could go at you again.

Eddie moved quickly and practically dragged the stranger across the bar and threw him out the door. He noticed Gareth and Jeff moving beside him and working to block the door as the stranger tried coming back in. His face was red with anger as he shouted at Eddie. But Eddie didn't even pay him any attention. Instead, he turned back to the bar in search of you.

"She's in the backroom," Sondra spoke up when she noticed Eddie looking around for you. Her face was now gone from the anger and instead soft with concern.

Eddie moved down the hallway that was off to the side of the bar. Walking past the doors for the bathroom and greenroom before coming upon a worn down door with Employees Only on the front. Eddie knocked twice not wanting to intrude or scare you.

"Sondra, I'm fine...just need a moment..." You called out through the door. The shake in your voice was enough to make Eddie's stomach and chest twist.

"It's me," Eddie spoke back.

There was a heavy silence before the sound of footsteps could be heard and soon the click of the door opening. Eddie stood there for a second before stepping through the door and coming into the employee room. You were pacing around the room slowly when Eddie stepped in, closing the door behind him, but not moving from the door itself.

"I know you said you're fine, but...are you?" Eddie asked gently.

You stopped with a heavy breath and looked at him. You could see the deep, sincere, concern reflecting in his large brown eyes. Eddie may look scared to the outside world with his long, dark curly hair, tattoos, and attire. But deep down it didn't take much to see that deep down he was the kindest person.

Even if he got on your nerves sometimes.

"This isn't the first time I've been groped in the bar," You spoke up.

That brought a deep frown to his face. "And Jerry does nothing about it?"

You chuckled with false humor, "If Jerry banned every pervert from his bar then there wouldn't be a bar."

That only made a wave of more fierce anger flash in Eddie's eyes. He sighed deeply and ran his hand over his face and along his jaw.

"That's bullshit," Eddie cursed, placing his hands on his waist and shaking his head.

"I've learned to handle myself, I'm a big girl."

Eddie laughed, "Oh I saw that, sweetheart. Had a fierce backhand on you there."

You felt a small smirk tug on the corner of your lips as you shyly looked at him. "Thanks,"

Eddie stepped away from the door and moved closer to you. You were now sat on the couch and he took the seat beside you.

"Listen...I-I know that you don't particularly like me...but if you need someone to keep an eye on you. Or walk you to your car at night...anything...let me know. If you don't want me around, I can get Gareth or Jeff to do it."

You stared at Eddie in a way that made his heart jump and speeds back up. Your eyes moved from his lips back to his eyes before shyly looking away.

"What made you think that I don't like you?" You asked softly. "It's usually you being the asshole."

Eddie cocked a brow, "Asshole? Really?"

"No," You blushed and looked away, "You're not an asshole. Annoying as shit sometimes...but not an asshole."

"I mean...I can be an asshole don't get me wrong." Eddie chuckled "You just make it so easy to tease you,"

You rolled your eyes at him but also couldn't stop the laugh that slipped through your lips.

"I don't dislike you, Munson. And I really appreciate you coming to my aid," You spoke with a lightness to your voice. "Thank you,"

"Of course, sweetheart."

There was something in Eddie's voice that was different. There wasn't the teasing tone anymore when he said, sweetheart. Instead, his voice was a little deeper, huskier, to where it made you breathless for a moment.

~.~

You stood beside the back door as you watched Eddie and the rest of the band slowly pack their van back up. You blew the smoke of your cigarette into the cool Indiana air, Sondra beside you smoking as well. She was talking about something going on with her and her girlfriend but your focus wasn't on your friend. Instead, it was on the metalhead only a few feet away heaving amps and guitar cases into the back of a rusty van.

"...you haven't heard one word I have at all, have you?" Sondra asked with another knowing smirk on her red-painted lips.

"Huh?" You snapped your head back to her, deflating slightly when you realized what she said. "I'm sorry,"

"Don't be. You're just checking Eddie out...understandable."

"I was-"

"Don't lie. I see it...he's hot...if I weren't into girls I would try him for a spin like other little girlies do after the shows." Sondra shrugged, dropping her cigarette bud to the floor, and smashing it with her boot. "He seemed really concerned with you earlier,"

"Yeah, he came and checked on me. He's not that bad actually." You shrugged before finishing off your cigarette.

"Maybe go and ask him out finally now"

You hesitated for a moment and moved to look back to where the van was parked. You could hear Eddie joking around with his bandmates as they finished packing up. For just a moment Eddie paused and turned in your direction. He saw you standing there with the slight glow of the street light behind you. He couldn't stop but reach a hand up to wave at you.

Just seeing you standing there really knocked him back for a moment. He'd always thought you were beautiful. But it was like now there was something else that was really making him speechless.

You waved back with a small smile before he rounded the van and got in behind the wheel.

"After playing hero, you finally make a move with the bartender?" Gareth asked from beside him.

"First of all, her name is Y/N, and second of all...no." Eddie spoke

A round of groans sounded from the others in the van as he drove through the dark and quiet streets back toward their apartment.

"I swear to god, if you don't make a move and ask her out, I'm gonna do it myself." Mark groaned

"Don't you fucking dare," Eddie threatened, his voice stern

~.~

It was another busy Saturday night and a week since it seemingly came to a truce between you and Eddie. When he came in to set up for his set before the bar opened, you waved with a genuine smile. He quickly returned it with a smile.

You stood behind the bar drying off the glasses that you'd washed for the night when you heard heavy booted footsteps headed in your direction. When you peeked your head up, you were welcomed by Eddie's smiling face.

"Hey, sweetheart." Eddie leaned forward on his arms on top of the bar top.

"Munson," You slyly smiled. "What can I do for you?"

"Whatever's on tap?" You nodded your head and quickly poured him a glass, "It's weird you just doing something nice without a quick little remark coming from you."

"Came to the conclusion you're not an asshole, remember," You spoke while placing the pint down in front of him.

"So we're friends?" Eddie asked

"Yeah, friends," You placed both your hands on the bar to lean toward him slightly. The two of you are in each other's space comfortably.

A slow smirk spread across Eddie's lush lips with his dark eyes looking down to your lips before coming back to your face. He leaned in slightly, before grabbing his beer, and stepping away.

"Thanks, babe," He rose the glass up before turning and walking away.

You stood there with your mouth slightly agape as you watched him walk away. A small scuff slipped through your lips as you stepped back and turned back to your task.

It seemed now you were learning the new side of Eddie, the flirtatious side.

note: this is more enemies to flirty friends, but, I had way too much fun with this. probably is most likely shit, but if you enjoyed let me know!

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson concept #eddie munson blurb #joesph quinn x reader #joesph quinn x you #stranger things x you #stranger things x reader #stranger things fic

[thickhoneybun]

‘Good’ Friend (reader x sonny carisi)

Warning: 18+, cussing, smut

WC: 1196

Sonny and you have been dating for a few months. There is an age gap between the both of you (about 10 years), but both of you are consenting adults. You had met Sonny at a little store around the corner from your apartment. The second you laid eyes on him, you wanted him, and now you finally have him. Ever since you all started dating every weekend you spend time together. You pack a bag, go over on Friday nights, and then leave Sunday afternoons. Instead of meeting Sonny at his place, you decided to surprise him at work.

You stood outside in the cold, waiting for Sonny to come down from the precinct. He finally came down the stairs staring at his phone. "Hey!" you yelled while while waving your hand. Sonny looked up and had a shocked look on his face. "Uhhh hey doll. What are you doing here?" He grabbed you quickly and pulled you to the side. "I thought we could walk to your place together. I took an Uber here and waited for you." you said with a big smile on your face. "You are so sweet, doll." Sonny kissed your forehead and wrapped his arm around you. You all started walking, and from the corner of your eye, you saw Sonny turn and look behind. You shrugged it off and kept walking with him.

A little store was coming up around the corner before you all got to Sonny's. "Do you mind if we stop in? I wanted to get some chips and ice cream for our date night." Sonny smiled at you and said, "Of course we can.". When you all got to the store, Sonny opened the door for you. Walking down one of the aisles, Sonny stopped staring at the condoms. "I'm pretty sure we only have one left at my place. Which ones should we get?" Sonny looked at you and winked. Your cheeks got red, and you giggled, "I'm fine with whatever you want. I am going to go get some stuff while you debate." You spun around on your heels, and Sonny smacked your ass. You bit your lip and kept walking towards the ice cream.

A few moments later, you came back to the aisle. Your head is down while you dig around in the little basket. You start telling him, "I couldn't decide on one flavor, so I got three, and I also got a couple of diff..." As you look up, you see him talking to someone, "Oh, sorry, I didn't hear you talking to anyone." You smiled at the person. "Oh Y/N, this is Fin. We work together." You put your hand out to shake Fins. "Fin, this is my uh good friend Y/N." You look at Sonny very confused. You then look at Fin with a big smile, "It is very nice to meet you." Fin shakes your hand. You can tell Fin senses some awkwardness. "Well y/n it was very nice to meet you." Fin said goodbye to Sonny and walked the opposite way. You and Sonny went through the checkout and headed back to his place.

The walk to Sonny place was quiet, and so was the elevator ride up. Once inside, you tossed your bag on the floor, put the ice cream in the freezer, and laid the chips on the coffee table. "Do you mind if I go take a shower?" you asked while walking to the bedroom. "Sure, go right ahead, doll." Sonny voice sounded low and confused.

You shut the bathroom door behind you and walk over to the sink. You look at yourself in the mirror and begin to cry. Black lines are to roll down your face. 'Am I not good enough?' You think to yourself. You get undressed and stare at your slim figure in the mirror. Shaking your head, you turn around and get in the shower. The hot water running down your face and body made you feel better. You sit on the floor and let the water hit your back. Bringing your knees to your chest, you cross your arms and bury your head. Emotions start to hit you and you being too sob. 'Am I just a secret? Will I ever be anything else?' You think while tears run down your face. Soon, the water starts to get cold, and you have to force yourself out.

The body is now moisturized, hair is blown dry, and in a bun. You walk into the bedroom with a towel around you. In your bag is a new black silk pajama set and a cute pair of panties. Sighing, you grab the pj and put them on. In the mirror, you see a beautiful woman who looks amazing in her new butterfly thong and black silk pj set. The pj shorts were short enough to show the bottom of your ass. You smiled at yourself, but the smile faded quickly.

Walking out of the bedroom, you see Sonny with no shirt on and in gray sweat pants. He was bent over placing food on the coffee table. His muscular back made you bite your lip. Sonny turned around, "Oh wow! You look beautiful, doll. Did you buy those just for me?" He started to walk to you and grabbed you by your waist. Leaning down to kiss you, you pull away and walk to the couch. As you walk away, you say, "The pj were on sale, so I just decided to get them." You sat down on the couch waiting for him to come over. "Well, it looks amazing on you. I uh ordered some Chinese while you were in the shower. I got your favorite." He pointed at a box of sushi and some noodles. "That's very kind of you, Sonny." You take the food and begin to eat. Sonny sits down, and you see him looking at you from the corner of your eye. He sighs and then presses play on the movie.

While the movie continues, you begin to fall asleep. You lay down on the couch and watch till your eyes begin to close. Suddenly, you feel yourself being pulled, and you wake up startled. "What are you doing?" You snap at Sonny. "Woah...I was just trying to pull you close to me." Sonny put his hands up while leaning back. "Well don't, I was fine the way I was." You start to get up and walk to the bedroom. Sonny jumps up and grabs you by the arm and turns you around. "What the fuck is your problem y/n?" Sonny face was red with anger. "Why would I have a problem with a 'good friend'?" you made sure to emphasize the last part. Sonny looked at you and sighed, "I know that was not the correct thing to say. I panicked when I saw someone outside of work. You are beautiful and young. The thought of being judged for me dating a younger woman makes me worry." You look at him with tears in your eyes, "that makes me feel like shit Sonny. Makes me feel like you are embarrassed to be with me. It makes me feel like I am not good enough and that I am a dirty secret of yours!" Before he can say anything you head to the bedroom and start to pack your stuff. You slip on some sweats and throw on a sweater. Stomping out of the bedroom Sonny picks you up and sits you down on the couch. Sonny then sits on the coffee table, grabs your face, and says "I love you. I messed up and all I can say is I am sorry. I am not embarrassed by you at all. I am honestly shocked you want to be with me. I want and need to be with you Y/N." You have a shocked look on your face. For a minute all you can do is stare at him. A few more moments pass by and the words finally come out of your mouth, "I love you too Sonny." Sonny leans forward and kisses you deeply.

You pull Sonny from the coffee table and have him sit on the couch. Taking off your sweater and sweats, you see Sonny bit his bottom lip. You straddle him and being to kiss his neck. Sonny grabs your hips and pulls them closer. Grinding back and forth you being to feel him getting hard. "Fuck doll you really know how to turn me on." Sonny starts to kiss your chest. He grabs the back of your head and pulls your ear down to his mouth, "You want me to fuck you here or in the bedroom?" You let out a soft moan after he asked and said, "I want you to fuck me right here sonny." Sonny took you off him and demanded you get undressed. You made sure to remove your pj slowly. Slipping of your shorts Sonny sees your butterfly thong and he smiles. Sonny walks over to you, turns you around, tells you to get on your knees and bend over on the couch. He kisses up your spine and sucks the sweet spots on your neck. "I'm going to fuck you while you wear these panties." Sonny pulled away after telling you this and you feel your panties pull to the side. He rubs your slit with his middle finger and you shiver, "Fuck doll you are really wet" Sonny places himself right on your entrance and gently slides in. You let out a moan and grab the back of the couch.

Sonny begin to slide in and out. Slow at first and then starts to pick up the pace. You place your face in the couch to muffle your moans. Sonny grabs your hair and pulls your head back, "I want to hear you moan doll" Sonny says while thrusting into you. He let's go of your hair and slide one hand down to your clit. Sonny started rubbing in circles and you let out a loud moan. "I'm going to cum Sonny!" He continues with his pace and you feel a hot rush over your body. Your walls begin to tighten around him and your eyes roll back. After a few moments you come down from your orgasm. Sonny pulls out and flips you on your back. You smile as he climbs on top and begins to kiss you. He grabs your nipple and begins to pinch. Sonny knows what you like and you love that.

"I want you to look at me while I fuck you. You understand that doll?" Sonny said while smirking at you. You nodded your head and said, "Yes sir." He grabbed your legs and pushed them back to were he would have clear access. Sonny slowly starts to slide in and you close your eyes and moan. "You better open your eyes doll", Sonny demanded. You opened your eyes and he started to go faster. He let go of your legs and you wrapped them around his waist bringing him closer. Sonny propped himself up on his forearms and rested his forehead against yours. You never broke eye contact with him, just like he asked. After a few more thrust Sonny tells you he is going to cum. "I want you to cum in me Sonny." He smiles then rams in you one last time before releasing himself in you. You both lay there kissing each other. After a minute or so Sonny gets up and puts his hand out. You grab his hand and get up. Sonny pulls you closer and gives you a gentle kiss. "I love you. How about we go to the bedroom for round two?" You smile and grab his hand leading him the the bedroom, "I love you too Sonny."

#dominick carisi #dominick carisi smut #smut #svu smut #sonny carisi #law and order x reader #fluff #svu fanfiction #svu #reader x sonny carisi

[itaerae]

🎧 Annon is so so right no one writes for Ollie and it’s so sad bc I can’t move on even tho Bp has been over for a while.. Ik you’ve already done a lot of Ollie stuff so it’s ok to decline. But can you pls do a grumpy/sunshine Ollie fic? Ik you kinda already did kind of a similar concept but maybe you could do a diff au? It would be so adorbs in ur writing style ty so muchh

but i like you — l. ollie

pairing: coworker!ollie x reader

synopsis: ollie is one year your senior and frequently helps you out at your florist job. only problem ? he’s quite cold to you ! what happens when this one shift pushes him on edge ?

word count: 0.5k

warnings: none ! (not proofread)

authors notes: this fic is purely inspired by lyrics from 'but i like you’ by bnd ! sorry i took so long to post this, i had a cold and summer school work on top of it so i was really unmotivated. anyway, happy reading ! ⟡

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the bell rung as you walked into the floral shop. your sight was greeted by your coworker, ollie, who appeared to be working on a bouquet. deciding not to bother him, you clocked in for your shift and started rearranging some boxes.

ollie was glancing in your direction every so often, making sure you hadn't injured yourself lifting such heavy objects. he noticed you were struggling with a particular box and decided to help out.

"let me do it for you." he stated, grabbing the box from you, accidentally brushing against your hand in the process. you smiled and thanked him, to which he only nods, turning away from you to put the box up.

i think my hand touched hers. she grins at me, how is she so pretty ? a blush spread like wildfire on his cheeks.

the bell rung once again, letting you both know a customer had walked in. "hi welcome to in bloom— TAERAE !" you eyes lit up as saw the customer, your older brother.

"hey, (nickname) !" he pulled you into a side hug. ollie stared at the both of you from the counter for a bit before returning to what he was doing.

"so, what brings you in here today ?" you inquired jokingly, raising a brow at him. taerae chuckles and pats you on the head.

"just picking up some flowers for a friend's graduation and stopping by to see my favorite person~" taerae teased back. suddenly a loud crash is heard and ollie speaks up.

"oh sorry, a flower pot fell off the shelf. i'll be in the back cleaning up, (name)." before you could reply, he already walked away. you sighed quietly before leading your brother to the bouquets of carnations.

i saw you linking arms with him, should i just go for it ? who is he ?

your brother finally left the shop and it was just you and ollie once again. he emerges from the storage room. "oh, did the customer leave already ?" he asked, looking around the store. you nod.

"ah, you two seemed pretty close. do you know him ?" he goes over to rearrange some bouquets and gestures you to follow.

"of course, he's my older brother !" ollies face flushes with embarrassment and the jealousy fades instantly. he should've known, he thought to himself. think of me as a fool. "i see."

a comforting silence falls on the both of you before you decide to speak up. "ollie i've noticed you rarely face me whenever we speak, why is that ?" you were really curious now.

the question catches him off guard. another moment of silence passes. he looks up at you, still avoiding your stares. "ah, no reason really. i just have a hard time looking people in the eyes." he lies, hoping you'd buy it.

but you stare at him quizzically. "you're lying." you sneer at him jokingly, resting your face in your palms. "c'mon, i'm so curious !" you complain, giving him puppy dog eyes hoping to convince him further.

he sighs and rubs his temple. after a bit of contemplation, he decides it's finally time to tell you. "you're driving me crazy, but i like you."

taglist: @wonswife , @keita-luv , @sanastulip

#boys planet 999 #boys planet drabbles #boys planet imagines #boys planet scenarios #boys planet x reader #liu tianyue #ollie boys planet

[stawpny]

CALIYORK HEADCANNON TIME!!

I dunno I’m bored.

!ANGST!

(this is from a fic I made, I just feel like these need more attention)

it’s from “You’re the smartest dumbass I’ve ever met”

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-California is usually the big spoon in this relationship. New York just likes to be cuddled and hugged tightly, especially by the man he loves most in this world.

-New York was one of the first states to welcome Cali to the union when he first joined. New York was like 19 and. Cal was 15 at that time (ik it doesn’t make any sense whatsoever but it’s like human ages and I did no math either so yeah. I’m just going with that.)

- young California was all head-over-heels for young New York ‘cause he was fine af. (He still is but in a diff way)

- Young California followed the footsteps of York by making his state industrialized too so they could be together no matter what. He developed his cities and moved away from the idea of the Wild West. Texas was upset that he lost his close friend and blamed NY for tearing them apart, but he had no clue at all. Texas targeted him in the Civil war, but California protected him since back then he was so important to him. Cal and Tex got in a huge fight, leading up to their rivalry today.

- New York is the most oblivious fucking person you’ll ever meet. He finds things out really easily for other people, but when it comes to himself, he doesn’t have a clue.

(TW: 9/11)

- New York always spend 9/11 alone. He usually is confined up in his room, watching TikTok and when the occasional 9/11 video pops up, he’ll watch the thing over and over until he finally prys his sad little eyes off of it and scrolls. No one dared to bother him until Cal went into his room on that day, finding him curled up into a little ball on his bed. Cal hugged him and he just crumbled right then and there. :(

(NY would visit Ground Zero until 2005 where he felt like he didn’t need to anymore. There was nothing he could do.)

(TW: burns/fires)

- California has terrible wildfires as you may know, and New York once stumbled upon a shirtless Cal, in a very smoking room, and he had burn marks all over. New York helped him recover as a thank you for when he helped him with his problems. He checked on him every hour to make sure he wouldn’t die and gave him water.

(TW: scars from the two TW’s above)

- New York has scars from 9/11 obviously. He has one on his right arm, another on his left representing the two towers.

(TW: abuse)

New York has multiple scars from when he was a child, many on his wrist from being slapped with a stick or whenever he got something wrong in school, many on his back from getting whipped as a child from his father, England, and many from falling from being a wobbly kid.

- California has many burn scars obviously. He has some ranging from first to third. Third is when it gets really bad. He has scars from when he was a kid too, he was also a clumsy kid. He was a “adventurer” and he went on adventures with Texas all the time that he got hurt from.

- I feel like both of them would have asthma or some lung related illness for some reason. Like York’s from 9/11 and the Great Fire and Cal’s from all the fucking smoke from the fires. I know what it’s like now. And it sucks. One moment it’s clean and the next it smells like campfire.

(June 7, 2023 [the day we got all that smoke from the Canadian wildfires])

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hey

sorry if you read these before

but yeah you can have these of you haven’t read them yet!

yippee

btw, I post all my fics on ao3

I used to on wattpad, but that’s dead now

anyways, ily guys

bye! <3

#wttt #wttt new york #welcome to the statehouse #wttsh #wttsh new york #wttsh headcanons #wttt headcanons #wttt california #wttt shipping #wttt caliyork

[mlmdarkfiction]

Hey there. May I have Jason and Michael (and other slashers if you'd like) being intimate with another man for the first time? Thanks.

I only did Michael because I'm getting back into the hang of writing for things that aren't my personal projects but feel free to send this ask again for Jason, or to send a diff request for Jason if you want!!

also im ngl i was just thinking abt Michaels big ol hands.

NSFW BELOW THE CUT:

AO3

Your skin is so smooth, Michael thinks, rubbing a hand over your thigh as you lean into his touch. Of course your skin is smooth to him, his own hands are calloused and scared.

Currently you’re sitting on one of his legs, pressed against him, your face hidden in his neck, pressing kisses to where you can reach without moving his mask. At this angle he can see everything. The stretch of your skin, your collar bones, your pulse buzzing beneath it all. 

Michael’s hand tightens on your thigh. 

He feels the way your breath hitches at the action, not in fear, but excitement.

Anticipation. 

His eyes slowly shift from where his hand rests on your naked thigh, to the exposed skin of your neck, and for a fleeting moment he thinks of just how easy it would be to snap your neck. 

Would you stop him?

Would you fight him?

Even if you did, it wouldn’t matter. He knows who would win the fight. 

A soft moan breaks Michael’s concentration, and his eyes once more move from your neck to his lap, where you’re seated, the way you rock your hips against his own, the undeniable pleasure he feels from it as well. 

His grip tightens, and this time the moan that leaves your lips is of discomfort, his hold too tight to be comfortable, but not yet painful. 

“Michael…” Your warm breath brushes against the little hairs on his neck, and he finds himself responding to it, a low grumble from deep in his throat, like a pleased cat, or predator. 

You’re close.

He can feel it. 

Each noise that leaves your lips, each grind of your skin against his, he knows. 

Michael wraps a hand around your neck. 

He feels your pulse quicken.

#Michael Myers #Michael Myers x Reader #Michael x Reader #Slasher Imagines #Slasher x Reader #slasher x you #Male Reader #Male Reader Insert #Gay Reader #Gay Reader Insert #Gay Imagines #Horror Movie Imagines

[marumarielle]

‼️ anon

Ghttps://www.tumblr.com/marumarielle/739410918618923008/anon-here-hey-maru-do-u-feel-like-loablr-has-a

GIRL U LITERALLY FRAMED ALL MY THOUGHTS ABOUT THIS SO WELL.

But honestly, so REAL, OMD. I think that the whole "tough love" mean tone should be reserved for those (and literally only those) who come up with silly excuses as to why they didn't manifest and procrastinate bc of literally the stupidest things. And that tone should only be used once in a while as some people may have genuine problems and self-blaming issues alongside these things. Tough love motivation can really go a long way, so I'm not entirely opposed to the idea of it just to how much it's used and to who it's used towards.

For those who have genuine problems and things holding them back from manifesting, we definitely should be kinder to them.

I recall one time a certain loa blogger here (I won't be saying their name, but it's starts with l and ends with 1) went into a certain shifter's post (won't be saying who) about how they were struggling with shifting and hated their CR or smth and when I went to the replies I saw them shouting at them being like "it's only YOUR FAULT, that u didn't shift, STOP IDENTIFYING WITH FAILURE" and I'm like girl..... why the hell are u shouting on this random person who ain't even in LOAblr? Maybe be more positive towards them bc shouting at someone and telling them their failures are no one's fault, but theirs is legit so bad for someone's mental health and self esteem like...

Honestly, I think it's tricky to navigate the law and this community without encountering unnecessary self blame, and so it's important we frame and type our posts in a way that doesn't encourage it and is against it.

Remember, y'all make sure to feed ur subconscious with the things u wanna see in ur physical reality but not push all those negative feelings u have about ur circumstances deep inside, it's incredibly unhealthy and it's always good to express ur feelings. The sort of principal I adopt is spend 80% of the time persisting in the new story and ignoring the 3d and 20% venting and reacting to the old story. So far it's been helpful in maintaining a dominant state and allowing an outlet for my emotions.

Oh my god this also just said everything in my head and what I felt about tough love here in LOAblr!! And I love the 80/20 method you do (I think I remember knowing that this a real method but in a diff context). But, aside from that, I feel like as a member of the loassumption community we do need to start being wise with our words and being careful about. Because, I never know who's reading my posts and what I say can be more triggering than helpful which isn't what I want. It isn't what we want.

This is also why I want to encourage the mindset of "Failures are just opportunities to succeed" because that has helped me SO much. Not just loablr and shiftblr wise. I'm an academic achiever and that's my motto. So, whenever I get a low grade I grieve first and pick myself back up. Which leads to my 2nd point: It's okay to feel down! If anything, feeling your emotions do not take anything from you. They're sensations and suppressing them won't do any good. Let yourself feel safe to feel them <3

#maruniverse #4d reality #law of assumption #law of assumption blog #loassumption #loassumption blog #neville goddard #consciousness #manifesting #void state

[joleneghoul]

explaining references in my art pieces for fun part 1 (idk if i will do part 2 since this is just for fun.) under cut.

I want to start with a disclaimer that a lot of my art is based on the crazy shit in my own mind but a lot of that is grounded in stuff that has actually happened in canon because i actually do enjoy older canon at times lol. also this is just relation to canon stuff mostly I wont explain my whole flower language shit here.

I have a personal event document for canon events that only really diverges once it gets to Judgement Day etc etc.

Going to start with my piece that I call "Ripley and The 52" in my folder which is I guess the piece where I finally just said fuck it and went crazy.

There are a couple references to general comics but also booster and rip's arc in 52 ofc because that's what this piece is about. No Ted doesn't die, but their arc still happens (but a bit different).

First I'll address my constant use of nature in these works because the reason I do this (other than my own love for floral and insects) is mentioned within this arc. We have Mr mind who is this bug who is eating the multiverse essentially which is explained like a pest in a garden- only the garden is all of time and space and the flowers are everyone and everything whose ever existed and all their knowledge.

Since Ted is alive for this arc (I have other reasons to explain why Booster is acting the way he is) he plays his own part, this is mostly tech backup for Rip and Booster (as he is RECENTLY retired) and less physical stuff.

Basically threes a lot of Ted vs hating magic stuff as well. Time is a balance of both science and magic, and the magic side pisses him off a lot especially since this is one of his first experiences trying to handle that balance in awhile (especially not when dealing with Waverider). these bits are in reference to Ted. anyways while he's alive I did feel like paying homage to one of my favorite bits of that canon arc. They still use the scarab to fix Skeets and save time as I always loved the explanation that when things go randomly missing without explanation in the DC universe (as the scarab did) it's time travels fault.

I also thought "hey what if this is when we retrofit The Bug to do time travel" bc im silly like that.

Also since this arc has a lot of Mr mind you know I had to include the menace, this piece probably is what made me fall in love with him as a character. It is so funny to have cosmic beef with a worm.

The falling apart clock is actually a reference to Waveriders (diff Waverider- BUT i think it's funny he dies in issue 27 when that's how old my Waverider was when he BECAME Waverider.) death in 52 which while fucked up I always found so fun that it took place in a clock store. also check out that tiny bite taken out of the decoration of the Time Sphere lol.

We also have Hyperfly and the trail of planets he is eating that The Bug is flying through. sorry i made Hyperfly cute. There is also skeets in this piece who isn't actually Skeets but Mr Mind inside of Skeets. This is later the creation of Macromia.

Also What would this arc be without the iconic Booster faking his own public death and making himself pissed off as the Serious Super-Nova. (placed two stars next to them because they're both booster)

I also just threw in some other references to their adventures and antagonists in this piece with Starro, Waverider (though they have a minor part in this story itself), and in the paisley on the time sphere we have references to Chronos.

Which finally brings me to the hints at Rip's connections to Ted which start in this piece where he has a augmented clone of the BB-Gun Ted always uses. This is also shown in the "Jeff/Rip broken time" piece i did where Both the gun AND papers are strewn around labeled KORD industries. Unfortunately the writing on the papers in the final piece are impossible to see. Then the "back to the future" Parody piece with Ted and Rip is a reference to the name of the arc that introduces Rip to bg vol 1 lol.

I also want to note that my Rip wields both this gun and his Sword. I will get more into the sword later probably with future art but the Sword is magic and the gun is science based, another fun reference to the balance of time.

Anyways the whole point of this piece is that time gets broken and its in part Rip and Jeff's fault because you can't make a time machine without breaking a few timelines. Also a broken clock rip was gifted by his grandfather is a reoccurring visual metaphor in the actual Time Masters 1990 comic.

Also I will point out the clock is broken in this piece and rip has a wound on his head in the same spot the clocks broken. something something hinting at something.

Speaking of Jeff and Rip there are also a few comic easter eggs in the "Breakfast at the end of time" piece too. Not too many, just a mug that says 86 (when bg vol 1 and teds solo came out), and a tabloid that talks about Superman being missing and Mr Mind.

In the big Jeff/Rip peice i recently did that shows snapshots of their life together there is a reference to Time-1, which is Rip's Car in Time Masters 1990 as well as them in cowboy gear together because the issue that's Jeff centric in that series is based in the wild west (though that happens a lot different in my shit).

I also threw in a reference to Rip losing his eye when he's older because why not.

Finally my most recent piece "Cosmic Gardens" I'll explain the references because its yet another jumble piece lol. First we have all of the main time masters at least the ones that have roles in cosmic gardens (which is what i call the time masters story I'm working on for fun). Jeff, Jack, Tony, and Bonnie (Corky not included sorry Corky). Skeets is also there just because.

There is also a callback to the 52 piece with the wing of Mr Mind's hyperfly form which calls to the creation of Macromia during that event. 52 takes place in this Rip's future but his fathers pasts.

It's more difficult to explain this piece without mentioning non-canon stuff since most of these characters (including older Ted and Booster) are post divergence of the canon, even if these events actually take PLACE during that canon (time travel is a bitch).

I'm not sure yet how much I'd like to share regarding Macromia and the time gardens (all knowledge of time and space) or how her, waverider, and beetles are all connected in a way but i guess the easiest way to put it is that they're all essential to the ecosystem of this unthinkable place that exists in between the riverbanks of time.

Ted's part in the Vanishing Point VS Macromia's part in the gardens, Waverider's desires VS Macromia's oath, The existence of Rip as a paradox since birth, etc etc.

And while all these characters would think they're completely different they aren't and where does the next generation fall when all of this is happening and affecting them.

Circling back to Ted before I end this post I do want to also bring attention to these tiny details across my pieces like how in the "Back to the future" Ted and Rip piece, the stream of time connects to Vanishing Point which relates directly to Ted (and Rip, but Ted has a large part on how the Vanishing Point functions tech wise after Brainiacs help etc etc). You'll also notice the house on there looks a little familiar if you have a keen eye for unimportant details.

anyways this was fun to do lol!

#LONG POST.