#his sister and i literally discussed it when i went to meet him in person bc she saw how fucking miserable i was

[werewolfbneimitzvah]

vent post. There are two stories i was told in my teenage years that even before i had a real concept of trans issues made me uninterested in discussing the supposed sacredness and safety of separated sex-based spaces.

First, when i was like 13 or 14 my PE teacher told us about a time she went to a women's public restroom, some guy was hanging out outside the bathrooms, she didn't think anything of it, went to the bathroom, and he walked in after her and like, creeped on her over the top of the stall. She was ok, she wasn't telling us this to scare us, just telling us what to do in situations like that (and iirc she was telling the whole co-ed class this, not just girls, bc it's useful for everyone), but this taught me immediately and forever that there's nothing actually keeping these spaces separate really, that anyone can be a creep in any space, and that establishing a space like that as for women only isn't actually particularly useful for safety.

Second, when i was 16 i was at an anime convention, a friendly acquaintance of mine and i ended up in conversation outside, and he showed me his bare wrist and told me he'd been kicked out. A female friend of his had stepped in dog poop outside, and between that and the stress of the convention she'd had a bit of an emotional breakdown, so being her friend, he started comforting her and ushered her into the women's restroom so they could wash the poop off her shoe together. And because he was a man who went into the women's bathroom, he got kicked out, no matter that he was doing something that was actually beneficial to a woman. Punishing a woman's friend for supporting her was supposed to... protect her somehow? This made it clear to me that a no-exceptions rule separating the sexes like that wasn't actually inherently good for everyone.

And this isn't even getting into me as a child needing to accompany my younger sister to the restroom when we were out with just my dad because she had certain support needs past the age he felt comfortable bringing her into the men's room with him. And what if I'd been born a boy, or she'd been the first born? Who's helping her then?

And of course even putting all this aside, we should always prioritize compassion and support anyway. But i never even needed to meet a trans person to know that "keeping men out of women's bathrooms" is silly nonsense. But trans people also need to pee anyway and as humans they have that right, so leave them the fuck alone. your precious women's restroom is just a fucking room with a door, holy shit give it a fucking rest, if someone is attacking you in the bathroom that's bad and if someone is in there to pee that's good and it doesn't fucking matter what their junk is or was when they were born.

a woman could have done the exact same thing to my PE teacher and it would have also been bad no matter how "supposed" to be in the restroom she was, and no one should ever be punished for helping a crying friend wash their shoe.

Anyway i know I'm speaking to like-minded folks here, i just think about those two stories literally every time bathroom gender shit comes up and it pisses me off.

[cosmicangsts]

a 3 year toxic & abusive friendship just ended y'all! he literally got mad at me for spending MY money i set aside ages ago for something i wanted ( acheron ) & today msged me an ultimatum about our friendship while putting me down, expecting me to piss shit & cry & i DIDN'T & instead stood my ground & called him out on being a controller who doesn't see me as a person with a savior complex so he DIPPED! ♡ ( not without the classic ' i'm sorry u feel that way ' & ' caring for my friend is NOT a savior complex ' & making it all about himself u best believe it was OUTSTANDING but i literally don't care i've cried so much over u )

if the new trend is a breakup at the start of every year & it means decluttering my life of incessant negativity, then honestly i am HERE FOR IT

#🏏 ( ooc . ) #FREE. FREE LIKE A CYBERBIRD #throwback to about 2 months ago #him: have u gotten to the spot in zelda yet #me: no i been cooking and running around unlocking my map and collecting stuff #him: even after i went through all that trouble making a roadmap for you? it's almost like you enjoy PISSING ME OFF. #( me silently crying on the phone ) #a real exchange we had over totk bc i wouldnt play the game the way he wanted me to #and ran around for like fifty hours without advancing the plot LOL #yes this is also the friend i mentioned meeting irl who made me miserable #had me crying in the street over a pastry #he just became a very mean person. he's no longer who i met #he's undiagnosed bipolar disorder it's very apparent to me and everyone around him #his sister and i literally discussed it when i went to meet him in person bc she saw how fucking miserable i was #and he's told me before he can't keep friendships so yeah. he is the common denominator here

[spookykoolkat]

I absolutely adore your writing!

I wanted to request a Eddie Munson and plus size!Henderson!reader smut!

After dropping Dustin off after Hellfire one night Eddie finally meets Dustin’s sister who is essentially the female version of Eddie. He is smitten with her but doesn’t show it in fear it will mess up him and Dustin’s relationship. He makes excuses to come over to the house more often (which the reader notices). She teases him on purpose, short skirts, low cut shirts, little touches when they pass each other. She’s driving him crazy. One night Dustin invites him over for a movie night and to discuss the new campaign, when Eddie and the reader are the only ones left awake will the tension be to much? Will he finally crack?

eddie m. - your brother's rocker best friend

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an: hiii!!! thank u sm for the request AND all the love i've gotten on my work 🖤🖤 i hope this does your request justice omg!! 😭 because i sure as hell really liked writing it idkidkidk eddie in this one is just so 😵‍💫😵‍💫 anyways pls feel free to send more requests, i appreciate all the love omg like i didnt know so many ppl would like my writing especially being new to writing on tumblr 🥹TYSM OMG PLS I HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYS THIS i love the feedback! also this is hardly proof read so. yeah :p

warnings: 18+ only, minors dni! minors are NOT welcomed. eddie x plus size!reader, eddie x henderson!reader. this is pure filth, pure smut, literally porn with a plot. p in v (unprotected) *this is fiction pls protect urself*, slight exhibitionism (if u squint), oral sex (f receiving), mirror sex kind of, pet names, dirty talk, spanking/slapping, eddie being eddie

wc: 8.5k

summary: you're dustin's older sister, and notice his best friend taking a particular liking to you.

when eddie first realized who dustin’s older sister was, he was mind fucked. when dustin told eddie about you, dustin made it a note to emphasize the fact that he and you were the same age, and had eddie been, as dustin put it, ‘normal student,’ he would’ve graduated the same year as his sister. but, eddie remembered who you were. very vividly, and when he met you again formally at dustin’s house about a year ago—let’s just say eddie was obsessed with everything that had to do with you. he listened to the music you blasted from your room once he got into his van, he remembered the movies you watched so he could watch them and know why you liked them so much, and he remembered the books you carried and the ones you would read in your living room on his way to dustin’s basement. he wanted to consume you in every way.

"i can't really stay long dustin, Wayne's been getting on my ass," eddie said as dustin dragged him to his front door.

"yeah yeah, whatever, come on i just got this new comic, you have to see it," he said eagerly and eddie just sighed, waiting for dustin's knocking to be heard. and it was.

"dustin i swear if you don't have your key i'm going to literally rip-" you yelled through the front door as you swung it open, not to see only dustin but the guy you went to school with who you knew as the local weed supplier.

"what are you doing with my brother?" you spit, ignoring the fact that eddie looked a little starstruck. he didn't even hear you because of how loud your outfit was, the way your body was tight against your little dress you had in, how your tits looked pressed together, the way your hand rested on your hip as you looked at him irritatedly.

"don't start," dustin said and pushed passed you, telling eddie to come on.

"uh, i'm eddie," he introduced and you smiled through your small laugh, opening the door.

"yeah, i know who you are," you said and he almost thought he felt a shiver down his spine. you knew him, you knew who he was. and now that he saw you in person, he realized he overestimated his will power to be a gentleman and not get hard just at the sight of you.

"go ahead, but you're not staying long. ten minutes." you said strictly and he nodded frantically, stepping inside and following dustin straight to the basement, his eyes looking back for yours as you shut the door and turned, giving him a smile.

he was fucked. that was the start of a year long obsession he tried so desperately to hide. and failed.

you noticed eddie and you had the same interests, you heard megadeth and soundgarden blast through his radio in his shitty van dropping dustin off late, and even in school you saw the patches of rock and metal bands you liked on his backpack, or the studs on his jean jacket. you liked his style and like him, you carried the punk rock edge to you with multiple facial piercings and your black clothing. you enjoyed your style, even in high school you managed to apply dark makeup and were only allowed on piercing, so you kept your lip one. you grew into your own as you got older, only having a liking for horror and sci-fi movies, metal, rock and goth music, and loving your dark dull aesthetic. and eddie liked it too, he actually couldn’t believe how sexy you made looking and dressing like a ‘freak.’

you also noticed these last few months eddie has been coming over a lot more frequently, sometimes at night, sometimes early in the morning to take dustin to school. you didn’t realize until he came over three days in a row, and noticed he would linger in the same room you were in while dustin was off doing his usual around the house, or he’d make comments about the movie you’d be watching and then leave. you never minded it of course, you liked talking to him, you actually felt seen around him and he made you feel like the two of you could relate a lot more than you think.

you also kind of liked to push how far you could go with his boundaries. you’ve had a small crush on him since he started coming around a year ago, you couldn’t help but feel a flutter when he’d greet you with a small hug, or a blush when he’d tell you he liked the outfit you had on. but as the months went on you noticed your words took effect on him too, and you relished in the fact that you knew you could make him squirm a bit.

he enjoyed it even though he knew what you were doing, even though he was going fucking insane. he refused to indulge in his fantasies, in dropping hints that he wanted you in every way possible, he refused to risk his own relationship with your brother. he tried for the entire year he and your brother were friends, to ignore the things you do involuntarily. he didn’t know if half the things you did were on purpose or not, but he had to choke down groans seeing you bend over in tight black dresses, he had to refrain from sneaking into your room just so he can see what it looks like. he hated that you did this to him, that you could be this damn sexy it’s like it was doomed from the beginning.

it was the night dustin had a few friends over for a small get together, one of them being eddie and the others being his usual friend group, mike, el, max, lucas, will and steve as well. steve was forced to go by dustin and eddie, eddie mainly begging because he didn’t want to be the only babysitter there.

you were wearing your usual lounging around outfit when you decided to change because you were heading out that night with a few friends, and you got into your usual all black outfit. only this time you had on black mini skirt on that barely covered your ass as you walked, so to help with coverage you chose black sheer, nearly see through, tights underneath that were slightly torn and ripped, and your top was a deep cut baby tee that was black with rhinestones on it. it was cute to you, you loved skimpy clothes as much as anyone else did and you loved the way it hugged onto your thick body.

you just finished your makeup when you decided to slip on your black heeled boots and go downstairs to gather your things. it was kind of like in the movies when the woman steps down the stairs in her ballgown, having her date gawk at her. only this time you had two little pieces of clothes dripped in all black, and eddie was the one gawking at you while everyone paid attention to the game they were playing.

“i can’t believe i’m here. where the fuck is robin and nance?” steve huffed as he slumped in his seat, eating his pizza.

“you know you should be more grateful to spend time with us, asshole. we could all die tomorrow!” dustin exclaimed from his seat, and steve just rolled his eyes.

“how about in right now?” he mumbled.

eddie wasn’t too focused on anything except the music coming from upstairs, is that the cranberries?, he asked himself, trying to crane his neck as if it’d make him hear better. it wasn’t long before he heard your door open and your hard footsteps treading down the stairs. he felt his heartbeat pick up and the minute you fell into his peripheral he had to turn to look at you. big fucking mistake.

the minute he saw your curvy figure in your tight clothing that just made everything more prominent, he felt that rush. not adrenaline rush, he felt his blood fall from his cheeks and straight into his cock. he was beyond embarrassed, lucky for him he was holding a pillow next to him and quickly moved it over his front. something you saw very briefly, wondering why he looked pained almost.

“alright, i’m leaving dustin, don’t fuck the house up or i will kill everyone here and get away with it,” you said emotionless, going to grab your purse and keys on the kitchen counter.

“don’t get pregnant!” dustin shouted from the living room and you walked back in to say goodbye to your little brother and his friends.

“yeah yeah you too, bye, love you,” you said and leaned down to leave a kiss on his forehead, something eddie paid way too close attention to. he could see down your shirt from his seat, and he could only feel his pants grow tighter around his waist. he wanted to stuff his face in your chest, to hold you by your wide waist and pull you to his body. he wanted to defile you more than you’d ever been.

“problem eddie?” you asked, snapping your fingers where you stand behind dustin, sending everyone’s eyes to his direction.

“uh, wha- I, no, yeah i like this game too,” he stuttered and mostly everyone tried to stifle their laugh while dustin questioned him.

“okay?” you said in a confused laugh, walking off around the group to pass by eddie and bringing your hand to ruffle through his brown locks, and to his shoulder to squeeze slightly.

“see ya later, weirdo,” you said and left, leaving eddie rock hard, embarrassed and in complete shock. he needed your touch everywhere, and that same night after he finally got home and laid in bed, he jerked off to the images he internally burned in his mind.

remembering that night gave you ideas for every time you saw him after that. wearing the skimpiest clothes to open the door when eddie walked dustin to the door, making sure that when he was there at your house you were wearing the thinnest tank top with no bra, and checking that the thermostat was set at a cool 69 degrees.

it was like hell. if he were in heaven. he was tortured seeing you, but the more he saw you the more he craved you. he was excited to see you now, to see what you would have one the next time as you offered a drink in a sultry voice, bending over extra low to reach a fake cord from behind the tv while he sat on the couch. he felt like he was going to fall into a deep black hole that would open up every time you were around, he could follow you around like a puppy if you wanted.

he made excuses to see you, he embarrassed himself in moments just so he could see you, or hear your voice. he was genuinely obsessed with you, that even seeing you for five seconds could make his entire day complete. he was desperate, and you knew.

“you, eddie munson, looking for homework?” you scoffed, crossing your arms over your chest to cover yourself. you felt exposed, just waking up from a nap after dropping dustin off early in the morning, wearing nothing but black shorts and a small tank top that was a little see through if you stared hard enough.

“uh, yeah it’s like this paper i had to write, for…” he trailed as his eyes unknowingly moved to glance over you. he couldn’t help but look at how the shorts hugged your thighs and hips. please let suffocate me. his thoughts were impure, not gentleman like. he should be ashamed.

“for…?” you asked, waving your hand in front of him to get his attention back.

“-my class, it’s in a few minutes,” he said checking his watch on his wrist.

“you do know dustin isn’t here right? and the backpack in question is… with him… at school,” you said in an obvious tone, making him reach to the back of his neck and cringe at himself.

“yeah, right…. um, bye,” he said quickly and left, cursing at himself under his breath as he tried to refrain from thinking of the way you looked before he grew hard. you didn’t shut the door until he drove off, almost smiling to yourself that he did that, made that silly excuse to just talk to you for two minutes.

it was little things that he did that drove you equally as crazy, and the fact that he did everything he could just to see your face made you want him even more. it made you wonder why he hadn’t tried anything with you yet. you assumed he felt like you did, so you didn’t question if he found you attractive or sexy, you just wondered what was holding him back from taking the next step.

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eddie found himself a bit stuck in his own thoughts as dustin, mike, will, gareth, jeff and lucas discuss plans of their next campaign. he wanted to focus on the words and suggestions coming out of dustin’s mouth, he wanted to shout desperately when gareth recommended something that would put the entire campaign in jeopardy, but nothing could come from him.

dustin invited everyone over to spend the night while they plan their new campaign for d&d, he knew it could take all night even the day after to create something flawless, so he figured it’d be best to have those who can sleep over. you were a bit bothered by having that much testosterone in the house, but a little won over by the fact that eddie would be spending the night as well.

you catered for the group of course. After you got home from work around seven or eight at night, you bought pizza and drinks for the kids and acted as their mother, fixing their sleeping arrangements and making sure everyone had pillows and blankets before bed. the minute you walked into your home with the pizza and drinks, everyone zoomed to the kitchen except eddie. he shyly walked over to you with his black jeans on and muscle shirt under his jean jacket.

“i can get that for you,” he offered, nodding to the pizza boxes and liters in both hands.

“here, you can take the drinks,” you smiled and handed him the bag of drinks, letting your fingers linger a little on his while transferring the bag to him. he could feel the softness of your touch, how you grazed the outside of his hand with your nails and smoothly removing your hand from the bag.

“thank you,” you said and lightly patted his chest, moving past him closely so that your body touches his.

stop it eddie. stop! he screamed at himself as you started to tell the kids to not make a mess, trying to keep himself from getting hard again and finally going to put the sodas on the counter where you placed the pizza.

“eddie?” you said and walked over to him where he holds a paper plate in his hand, his eyes wide and doe like as he turned to you immediately.

“yeah? whats up?” he said quickly, gripping his plate.

“you think you can help me make everyone’s bed? i can’t reach the sheets in the closet,” you said innocently, batting your eyelashes and flashing a smile.

“y-yeah, of course.” he obliged and put the plate down, following you upstairs to the closet in the hall. you made sure to go first, your pencil skirt hugging your ass and thighs perfectly, putting him in a trance he never wanted to get out of.

“it’s right over here,” you said and turned right, stopping at white double doors. you opened the doors and reached to turn on the light, letting yourself be as exaggerated as possible, and leaning back to let him through. you turned to the side as he walked up to the closet, staying there and watching him as he strained his body upwards, his shirt lifting a bit to show his pale skin littered with tattoos, even seeing his slight v-line, something you wanted to explore. you didn’t try to hide the fact that you were checking him out.

you decided to test him again, so you scooted your body closer to his and leaned across, your breasts and your body touching his as you reached for a pillow that was on a lower shelf. your hand skimmed his skin not so subtly, grabbing the pillow and squeezing it to your stomach to make your tits more prominent in your hardly buttoned button up.

eddie’s skin was on fire, if he wasn’t thinking about d&d before you came home, he definitely wasn’t thinking about it now. he gathered all of the sheets and some pillows, pulling them out and going back to his relaxed position as you stared up at him with a devilish smile.

“what do you think you’re doing?” he asked in a serious tone, taking notice of your breasts pushed together and again, you saw it on his face. that restraint, the self control he tried to muster up.

“what do you mean, eds?” you tried to play naive, like you were unaware of this little game the two of you had partaken in. it was cat and mouse except less action. you liked to tease and taunt, and he held himself tight with a piece of string that was held by the relationship he had with dustin. who would he be if he actually made a move on one of his best friend’s sister?

“i can’t do that to dustin. i can’t.” he said to you, not even acknowledging your fake unawareness.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about.” you said seriously and turned towards the stairs, “you comin’?” you asked sweetly, yet still a mischievous smile on your face. you were testing how far you could go without breaking that string, but now you wanted to break it. you wanted him to fall apart for you, to finally admit he’s wanted you this whole time.

eventually after everyone settled in, the group went down into the basement and began to watch a movie as the night went on. you told everyone you’ll be in your room, changing into something more comfortable to accompany your brother and his friends.

“it’s just supposed to be us,” dustin huffed and you rolled your eyes, accepting the fact you were unwelcomed and you changed anyway, going into the living room to watch a movie by yourself.

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the boys settled in the basement around 11 at night after arguing about their storyline, going to sleep with no successful campaign just yet but successfully watching two movies before everyone knocked out. eddie was no help obviously, too deep in thought about the way your hands felt, how your warm body pressed into his side, what exactly you were hiding under that pencil skirt. he didn’t realize how sexy you made office attire look, suddenly imagining himself bending you over your office desk and railing you to the point all of your papers and knick knacks fell over. it’s all he thought about as the boys talked over the movie, wondering what it would be like to just go upstairs and take you on the couch.

he rubbed his hand over his face with a deep breath, sighing and throwing over the blankets he had on himself on his other side, getting up from the small couch you had in your basement. eddie knew where everything was in the house, and he made his way to the kitchen for some kind of beverage. a beer, if he was lucky.

he was lucky, just not with the beer. once he got into the threshold of the kitchen, he saw the dim light from underneath the cabinet that’s above the counter glowing against you. your back was to him, seemingly eating something, yet he just stared at your figure. from here, the view of your ass was almost problematic. your tight shorts didn’t let much hide from his sight, he could see the crease of your asscheeks peeking out of the fabric, and he saw the small of your back due to your tank top rising up and nearly above your midriff.

“couldn’t sleep?” eddie asked you finally as he came to lean on the counter across from where you stood.

“i was just craving something sweet, you?” you asked, turning around unphased since you already felt him staring at you. you looked at him as you licked your spoon clean and he breathed in deep.

“something like that,” he said and stood up straight, walking around to you and now standing in front of you, leaning his body against the counter to mimic your stance.

“dustin’s my friend, you know that, and you're like, wow you know? it's hard to, control myself,” he slightly admits, beginning to watch as you sensually lick ice cream from your spoon again after you dipped into the pint for another scoop.

“mhm,” you hummed in agreement, eyes never leaving his. you weren't phased by his confession, you already knew. he tried to not show how in love he was with you, but failed miserable every time.

“i can’t do anything to ruin that, he’d hate me forever,” eddie said slowly, too enchanted by the way your tongue glides over the spoon.

“i don’t know what you mean, eddie,” still keeping up with your shenanigans, wondering if he’d snap any time soon.

“really? the short skirts, showing your cleavage, walking around here with no bra when i’m around, like you want me to die really,” he said dramatically, his hands waving in the air and you smiled, putting the ice cream down.

“that’s just how i dress, eddie. plus this is my house, i can wear whatever i want,” you gleamed and he huffed.

“i won’t lie though, some things i do wear for you. like this, i know you like black. and i know you like when i don’t wear a bra, i see you staring at them all of the time,” you said stepping closer to him as his fingers grip the edge of the counter. he was silent, he couldn't talk. embarrassed at the fact that you actually noticed his not so obvious yet obvious stares.

“do you wanna feel them eddie? or do you just want to stare from a distance and jerk off in the bathroom when i leave?” his face turned a bright red, remembering the times he’d have to leave early or go to your bathroom to deal with what you caused.

“yes,” he answered without thinking, stepping towards you so that there is only a small gap between the two of you. your head turns upwards to look at him as he looks down between the two of you, watching your chest rise and fall with every breath.

“do you want me to-” you began but eddie shook his head quickly.

“shut up,” he demanded, pressing his lips into yours firmly. but it wasn’t like you expected.

normally when you made out with guys, it was boring and dull. there was no excitement, no crave, no desire, it felt like nothing to you. but feeling eddie’s lips on yours practically made your knees buckle, so soft and gentle yet still needy, begging for more. you feel his tongue slide against your lips and you part them slightly, letting him invade your mouth as your tongue fought with his. heavy breathing, panting, soft moans coming from you and occasional groans from eddie as his hands rested at your waist, just to inch upwards on your skin and up your shirt.

he pulled away breathlessly, leaving you flushed and aching for me as his eyes trained on your midsection, watching the piece of fabric lift with every inch he went up.

“you, you are so fucking dangerous,” he said roughly, his black fingernails skimming against the curves of your body, his hands rubbing on your rolls, pressing them into your back to pull you closer.

you could tell his touch was so needy, so eager to feel all of you all at once.

“what makes me dangerous? is it my incredibly intimidating face?” you smiled, watching his eyes grow dark with every touch on your body.

“mm, no baby, you have a pretty face.” he said, more confident than ever now that he knows this little game of yours was over. baby. the pet name sending a shock of pleasure straight to your core that you has to press your thighs together. he noticed.

his hands move to your midsection again, finally deciding to raise the tank top up off of your body. this was risky, you knew that. you were exposed in the very public kitchen that anyone could walk in at any moment, pressed against the counter now with eddie teasing his way around your large breasts.

“holy fucking shit.” he breathed as he cupped them in his hands, massaging and feeling over every inch of skin. he bounced them in his hands, pushed them together to see them fall to their natural state, and immediately brought his lips to the curve of your breast and slowly towards your hardened nipple. he wanted to savor all of you, to feel you and memorize what you liked and what you looked like under all these clothes.

“eddie?” you whispered as he stuffed his face in between your tits as he pushed them up, making you smile boyishly.

“mmmhm?” he hummed, shaking his head in your chest and you tug his hair up, sending a jolt to eddie’s crotch and making him wince.

“do you want me?” you asked, looking at his face in the dull light, wanting to bask in his gaze. you loved the slight stubble on his jaw, how his nose was lightly peppered with small freckles, the way his lips looked so pink and swollen—it drove you crazy.

“fuuuck yes, yes i want you, are you crazy?!” he whisper-shouted, making you blush and pull your lip in between your teeth.

“show me,” you teased, moving your hand from gripping his hair and on his shoulder. he was so quick with grabbing your wrists and practically pulling you upstairs into your bedroom, shutting the door by pressing you up against it. it was so quick, you didn’t even feel shame in the fact that you only had your bottoms on going up your stairs.

“i would’ve loved to fuck you over that kitchen counter, but i’d rather not have dustin and our friends see me sinning with his older sister,” he said as he dipped his head into the crook of your neck and leaving small kitten licks and kisses on your skin.

“thank you,” you breathed, holding him tight to your body.

you did feel a bit bad about engaging with eddie like this, you knew it was a bad mistake as dustin’s sister. this was his best friend, and here you are in your bedroom with your tank top down stairs, feeling the way he’s pressed up against you.

“mm, don’t thank me yet, sweetheart,” he grinned into your collarbone.

“since i can’t fuck you over the counter, i think we’ll just have to settle for that little vanity you got,” his voice was so dark, so deep that you didn’t even really recognize who it was. it made you drip into your panties, and immediately you let out a tiny whine.

eddie moved you to the white, pristine vanity you had where you sat and did your makeup everyday. it wasn’t much, but it did come with a mirror and the thought of watching eddie fuck you from the back like that became too intense for you.

you instinctively bent over still in your short shorts, watching eddie behind you as he softly throws his head back and releases a long ‘fuuuuck’ as you swayed your hips gently against his crotch. he rubbed over the globes of your ass, teasing his fingers at the hem of your shorts.

“i can’t believe you’re bent over like this for me,” he says as he removed his black shirt and stepped out of his sleep pants, only leaving the fabric of his boxers strained against his hard on. you felt it in the kitchen, and you feel it even more now pressing against your ass. you whimpered a little, trying to rub against him until he gripped your meaty hips and stilled your movements.

“you gotta be good for me, okay baby? let me take my time,” he cooed, rubbing over the wideness of your hips and ass as he met your eyes in the mirror. he lingered his fingers around your waist band and slowly tugged your shorts down, leaving you completely bare, and leaving eddie feeling like he could cum just from the fabric of his boxers rubbing against his tip.

“no fucking panties?” he questioned, standing back up as he stared at your bare ass, moving your cheeks to spread and reveal both your holes.

“i, i forgot,” you lied, looking at his body through the mirror. the only light that’s shining on the both of you is the orange hue from the street lights in your neighborhood, the shadow of your window blinds casting on eddie right now. you liked the way his pale body looked under that glow, the way his patch work tattoos mixed together well, some looked lighter than others and the bigger ones were more complex. you wanted to inspect each and every one, know the meaning of them, why he got them.

“i know you didn’t forget, baby. you don’t have to lie to me,” he said and got on his knees to become face to face with your bare pussy. even though you were a little insecure about the way you looked down there, you tried to be as confident as ever just in case it wasn’t what a man was attracted to. you’ve met men who preferred skinny women, or men who didn’t like the way you looked down there because you were ‘too big.’

eddie’s hands gripped your ass and thighs firmly, spreading them as he pleased and watching the way your lips spread to reveal your wetness leaking out of you.

“fuck, fuck im so,” he tried to say but he was losing it. he was going feral at the thought of you being this wet and dripping for him, losing it at the fact he had you bent over naked for him, whimpering and moaning for him.

“is, is it too much?” you cringed inwardly at yourself, shutting your eyes and resting your face on your hands that are folded on the vanity.

“what? no what? too much, what do you mean?” he said, standing up and looking at you through the mirror, still gripping your ass.

“like, am i too, um, fat?” you asked. you knew how ridiculous you sounded, how insecure you sounded. but it truly wasn’t like that for you, you were worried more so about the fact that eddie wouldn’t be big enough to pleasure you. you weren’t much of a size person, but if you wanted to ride someone it would be a bit hard to do that with someone who was 5 inches, for you at least.

“what the fuck? absolutely fucking not, oh my god, baby you are so fucking sexy. i’m literally drooling over this pussy, please i need to ruin you,” he begged, slapping your ass a bit and kissing over the sting. his kisses led him to your inner thigh, and moved his lips to kiss over your wet pussy lips that were pushed together by your thick thighs, and you sucked in a breath as you felt his tongue slide up to collect your slickness, and moving in between your lips.

“eddieee, fuck eddie what are you doing,” you asked as he moved his hand to use his middle and ring finger to rub gently over your cunt, spreading your pussy lips and letting his tongue find your clit swiftly, sucking and slurping as you spread your legs a little more.

“i’m eating this pretty pussy,” he mumbled against your cunt, going back to wrapping his lips around your clit as he licked and sucked, sending you to bite your arm to shush yourself. you saw the way he gripped your ass with his other hand, felt how he kept slapping at your skin, spreading one cheek as his other hand was finding your hole with his fingers.

“fuck, fuck eddie please, please make me cum,” you begged, squirming and moving your legs as you tried to grip the table itself to keep from thrashing. it was so overbearing, the fact that he was so handsome and sexy, and he was buried in your cunt.

“mmmm, baby,” he hummed against your folds, making you jolt and cry a bit. he removed his lips with a pop, letting his tongue lick up your juices on his lips, and watching as his fingers sank into your tight hole. his mouth practically fell open as he watched you stretch around his digits, and watching your eyes through the mirror roll back and your mouth open.

“that feel good baby? am i making you feel good?” he asked against your thigh, pumping his two fingers in and out of you as your breathing started to pick up, your back arching against the table.

“fuck baby, yes yes it feels so good, please don’t stop don’t fucking stop eddie,” you begged, reaching your arm back to grab at his head and pull him back to your cunt, making eddie even more excited at your neediness. he didn’t even realize how turned on his was until he found himself palming his cock through his boxers as you kept his head in place with your hand and rutted against his tongue and fingers. it was hands down the sexiest thing he’d ever felt, letting you use him to get yourself off and grind into his face, he was so desperate for you he found himself moaning into your cunt.

he was going crazy, and it wasn’t until he finally grabbed your hand and moved it so he could use the hand he was palming his cock with to spread your ass, and move his tongue from your clit to your asshole. he used your juices he collected with his tongue and spit directly on your hole, still letting his fingers pump in and out of your hole, but letting his tongue find his way between your cheeks.

“oh my god, oh my f- eddie, please don’t stop please fuck, i need it, i need you please,” it was your begging that made him feel drunk, the sound of you so desperate and so willing to do anything just so you can feel good, his mind was focused on you and only you. he actually forgot where he was for a moment, and let himself eat your holes out as he pleases.

“eddie, fuck i swear i’m gonna cum, please can i please cum?” he didn’t even tell you that you had to beg for your release, he didn’t even expect that you wanted permission, and now that he knows he doesn't want to give it to you just yet. he was loving the way you looked right now, how fucked out and desperate you looked, how sex just dripped from your pleadings.

“not yet pretty girl,” he said, his face covered in your juices and still, he wanted more. he moved his tongue back down to your hole where he decided to slowly add a third finger, letting his tongue trace around the way your cunt gripped his fingers.

“s’ too much, eddie please let me cum,” you felt the tears sting your eyes, and you didn’t even realize you were crying until you finally moved your head from the table and to look in the mirror, seeing your puffy eyes and red face, the tears leaking from your eyes. all you could see was the way his arms and hands were gripping your backside, yet the obscene slurping and moaning made it too intense for you to keep watching him devour you. you felt how his head shook and moved in your cunt, how his lips and tongue worked so beautifully on your clit, you even felt how the tip of his nose rubbed against your slit. it was so much, so overwhelming, you felt like you couldn’t breathe.

“tell me it’s mine, tell me this pussy is mine,” he said, moving his lips to kiss over your thighs again. you felt the way his fingers curved into you, hitting your soft spot that made you want to explode. your eyes couldn’t keep open, you felt like you were going cross eyed with the way you felt. never have you felt like this from getting head before, never felt so excited and so wet, you’ve never felt so needy the way eddie made you feel.

“eddie, it’s all yours, fuck it always has been, this pussy’s yours, please,” you cried, making sure you were only loud enough for him to hear.

“mm, that’s all i wanted to hear baby, cum for me, cum on my face,” he said and moved his lips back to your cunt, his tongue working feverishly now on your clit, sucking, grazing his teeth against your nub, licking and even using the fingers that were inside of you to replace his tongue and let his fingers work your clit.

“i’m, fuuuck, fuck i’m cumming, i’m fu-” you moaned, letting your body go limp on the table as your legs shook, your release coating his tongue and face as he kept fucking your hole with his tongue. you were practically biting down on your hand, his tongue still going and sending you into a spiral.

“baby, please, i can’t,” you gasped, begging him to halt. he finally releases you, the slurping and wet sounds no longer as he stood up and rubbed his hands over your ass while he pushed his erection into your wet cunt. he reached and grabbed you by your neck, pulling your naked body to his chest as he looks at your figure in the mirror. his left hand moves around your jiggly body, gripping at your tummy that bulges out slightly, squeezing everywhere and grabbing your cunt with his whole hand.

“this all mine, pretty baby? only for me?” he asked again in your ear, moving his hand to grip your tits and playing with your nipples.

“yes eddie fuck, please. make me yours? i wanna be yours,” you begged, your voice hoarse and weak, sounding completely different than your usual snarky tone. he couldn’t help but smirk to himself, having you like putty in his hands when the whole time you made him nervous.

his. yours. mine. the words eddie has craved to hear, he’s dreamed of cumming to you telling him you’re his. he’s wanted you for so long and here you are, all fucked out against his chest and still begging for more. he couldn’t help but move his boxers down to fall at his ankles, letting his cock spring free against your ass and quickly slipping it between your thighs, right against your pussy. through the mirror, you could see the tip of his cock peeking through your plush thighs, and watched as he fucked your thighs using the slickness from your cunt.

“fuck, this pussy’s so fucking wet for me, you want me to fuck you? maybe you’ll stop teasing me when i’m over here if i finally stretch you out, hm? what do you think?” he panted, enjoying the feeling of your thighs pressing against his cock, stopping before he could cum.

“please fuck me, i’ll be good, please,” you whined, moving your hand to feel the tip of his cock, feeling him buck his hips and hearing a low growl from his throat. he pulls you back with him, still pressed against his chest, even after you fall back on top of him when he decided to sit on your bed against the wall. now, he has your legs spread in the air with the back of your head pressed against his shoulder as he peers over your shoulder to watch you spread all for him. you can feel his hard cock against your asshole, seeing it over your cunt and moving your hips to coat his cock with your juices.

“uh-uhn, i’m not done,” he grumbled, keeping your legs spread and watching the way your pussy lips spread open with the way your legs were in the air, and how easy it was to access your clit and rub your wetness over your hole and clit.

he moved his hand to push his cock against your cunt, rubbing it between your fat lips making sure his tip hits right at the hood of your clit.

“can i suck it?” you asked shyly, you couldn’t help but moan at the size of it and seeing it rub against your pussy. “‘s so big,” you finished and he blushed, throwing his headback with a groan. he wanted to hear you ask him to suck him off over and over again, the way you sounded so small and shy about it, how you actually wanted to take him in your mouth. he'll definitely be thinking about that now.

“fuck, what i’d give to feel those lips right now, but not tonight baby. i need to be inside you, right fucking now,” he groaned and finally pushed his cock at your hole, feeling his tip intrude and slide in slowly. he wanted to try to get you used to the feeling of him stretching his way inside you, but slowly realized it was him who needed to get used to how tight your cunt sucked him in.

“oh my fuck, i could fuckin’ cum right now,” he groaned as he relaxed inside you, adjusting you on top of him so he could see better and you were better pressed against his chest. he could see everything from the way he’s looking down behind you, he could see your eyes fighting to stay open as he slid inside, and the way your legs squirmed trying to stay open.

“you’re doing so good for me, pretty girl, so good,” he praised, awakening something inside you. somehow, he made you want to do everything right to hear him tell you how good you’re doing for him.

“eddieeee,” you whined as you felt yourself sink onto all of him, watching your hips begin to move on his trying to fuck yourself on him.

“what baby? you need more?” he asked as he gripped your belly, loving the way it looked with your knees almost at your chest.

“harder, please,” you begged, throwing your head back to look up at him, just as he looked down at you with your eyebrows pinched and your mouth open. he smiles, kissing all over your face as he began to fuck up into you faster and harder, moving to watch your tits and tummy bounce with every thrust. he decided to take your legs and hold them open while still on top of him, slapping at your thighs and whispering dirty things in your ear. all you can muster out are occasional moans and cries, whining his name out.

“gotta be quiet sweetface, don’t need anyone hearing you moan my name for me like that, only me baby,” he groaned. you could feel the rumble of his chest against your back as you watch him slide in and out of you. you were cockdrunk at this point, so dumb and fucked out that you can’t form a coherent sentence.

eddie felt like he was losing himself in you, the way you squeezed your walls around him and cried out how big he was made him want to be more than inside you. he really wanted to crawl inside your skin and be with you twenty four seven, he wanted to be the piece of gum stuck at your shoe just so he’s near you. he was desperate for you in every way and it showed in each thrust.

“need you on your back, baby,” he grunted and slipped out of you, moving your body to be laying underneath him rather than on top of him. he moved your legs harshly, spreading them apart and slapping your pussy just to watch it recoil with every slap.

“such a pretty fucking pussy baby, can’t believe it’s all mine,” he said moreso to himself. he was rubbing up and down your thighs and belly with his cock rubbing against your entrance, watching you squirm and beg for him.

“i love your cock so fucking much, please fuck me,” you begged in a whisper, and he gripped your belly when he decided to finally slip back inside you, watching the way your tits were pressed together and nearly covering the bottom of your face.

“mm, fuck you’re so pretty like this,” he said as he brought his hand to your chin, his thumb rubbing over your lips as he slid inside you again, this time a little more rougher than last time. when he slid inside, you gave him the opportunity to slip his thumb in your mouth when you moaned softly, and you instantly wrapped your lips around his thumb and started sucking and licking on it like it was his cock.

he was in a trance watching you, and feeling your walls clench down on him at the same time. he couldn’t believe you wanted him like this, and how nasty you were for him, he kind of forgot about you being anyone’s sister.

you decided to bite down a bit on his thumb and watched as he winced, but felt the way his cock twitched inside of you. the pace he was going was harsh and rough, the sound of his balls slapping against your ass was something he didn’t even try to conceal. instead, his own groans and moans were getting a little louder, the both of your moans mixing together.

“eddie, it feels so good, fuck you’re so perfect,” you cried with his thumb still in your mouth and he leaned down, kissing your face and neck trying to reposition himself and angle differently. when he did, you could actually feel the air slip inside and the next thrust he hit, you and he both heard the sound of you queefing, immediately feeling embarrassed and wanting to cover your face.

“mmm, fuck she’s talkin’ to me baby,” he said in a smile while he kept pumping his cock in and out of you. you giggled and hit his chest, telling him to shut up and keep fucking you, trying to ignore the embarrassing noise your own vagina made.

“c’mon, she sounds so fucking good, so fucking wet for my cock, yeah?” he cooed, sending electricity down to your clit and making you arch your back. when you do, he takes the chance to catch your nipple in his mouth and nip and suck at it.

“fuck eddie, you’re filling me up so fucking good, s’full of you,” you tugged at his curls and kept his head on your chest, feeling the impeccable stretch of his large cock. it was so girthy, so long that you felt like you were being split in half. it was painful, and that made it even more pleasurable. the way the patch of hair above his cock was rubbing against your sensitive clit made you cry out, scratching and scarring his back as you heard his groans and moans become more visceral, harsher, and you felt the way his hips started to buck and stutter.

it was when he released your tit to meet your eyes, and wrapped his hand around your neck, gently squeezing—that’s when you immediately felt the tug in your tummy, your thighs and legs tensing as you watched the way he lost control inside of you. you felt even hornier watching his body form a sheet of sweat, his face contorting into pure pleasure, and you felt how his cock reached the deepest part of your cervix.

“fuck, look at that, creaming all over my cock, fuck princess cum for me, cum all over me, make a fuckin’ mess please,” he begged, kissing your lips, still being able to taste yourself on him from earlier. your hand went up to grab his wrist, beginning to buck your hips against his and feeling the burst of pleasure flood through your body, making your legs shake and your moans muffle against his lips. you were still gripping his wrist when he finally pulled back to watch you ride out your orgasm, and he felt like he could cum right then and there. your body was arching for him, aching for more of his touch, bouncing with each thrust, your body littered with purple bruises from giving you hickeys everywhere, how out of it you looked—he needed to cum.

“where do you want it baby? where do you want my cum?” he asked you, releasing your throat and kissing over the place his hand was.

you didn’t think about it for a minute. you wanted him in all his glory, you wanted every bit of him. you craved it for so long, that you’d be stupid not to tell him where you wanted it exactly.

“inside, please eddie, wanna feel you fill me up, need it,” your sentence was not correct, but it got the point across. you didn’t even have to make sense, the minute you said inside he was a goner. he pumped inside you a few more times before thrusting hard one last time, jerking and twitching inside of you as he covered his groans in your flesh.

“fuck, dude you’re so fucking amazing,” he breathed as his body collapsed on yours, his face shoved into your chest.

“did you just call me dude after you came inside of me?” you asked, making sure you heard right. it was funny to you, it was just so eddie.

he rolled over off of you, pulling out at the same time and laying next to you on his back.

“yeah, uh, sorry. force of habit,” he said sheepishly and turned his head to you, trying to read your facial expressions.

“can i clean you up? before i go, uh back downstairs. i don’t want dustin asking where i am just to find me with his sister,” he said and you rolled your eyes.

“he’s a big boy. i think he can handle knowing you like me.” you said and watched him.

“still. he’s my friend, i’d like to tell him on my own terms.” uou couldn’t help but smile, turning your body on your side to face him better and bring your hand to his face.

“you’re the sweetest, you know?” you said and rubbed your fingers over his jaw and stubble.

“i think it’s safe to say you’re the sweetest,” he said referring to the fact that he did very much in fact devour you whole on your vanity desk.

“i’m gonna shower, so don’t worry about cleaning me up. maybe next time, i’m a girl who likes a bit of aftercare.” you said and kissed his lips softly, softer than you did when he was inside you. he kissed back and reached to pull you closer, wanting more of you. you put your hand on his chest and pulled back, leaving him breathless.

“so, this isn’t a one time thing?” he asked as he tried to breathe normal again. the both of you sat up to gather your clothes and as he put them in, you stood up and walked to your dresser, grabbing a pair of panties, a shirt and some shorts not bothering to cover yourself as he gets dressed again.

the second he’s full dressed and standing, you walk up to him with your naked body still pressed against his body, and raise yourself up on your tip-toes to kiss his lips once more.

“i really hope not.”

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[feyhunter78]

Chapter Eight - You've escaped the restaurant with Miguel, and now you sit in a fast food parking lot discussing the night's events.

Ch 9

You sit in Miguel’s passenger seat, burger in hand, fries balanced between your thighs and your vanilla milkshake in the cupholder, and he loves it. Loves how domestic it feels, how you happily eat your food, visibly relaxing into the leather seat.

“So, how did you meet Kasey?” You ask him, fiddling with the air conditioning vent in front of you.

“You’ll hate me.” Miguel says, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

“Never.” You say, smiling mischievously at him, intrigue emanating from you.

He knows you, knows you love hearing about any sort of drama as long as you’re not a part of it.

“One-night stand, she was hitting on my brother at first, then Mina stepped in, tried to fight her, so I convinced Kasey it would be better to ride me instead of a stretcher to the hospital.”

Your hand flies to your mouth. “You did not say that to her.”

He groans and gives you a guilty smile. “I did.”

“And she went home with you?”

Kasey is...spontaneous, an adrenaline junkie with an addictive personality and a desire to experience all life has to offer before she has to settle down. Which according to their last conversation would be soon. She’d just been promoted, a new position which would send her out to Vermont. She’d already bought a house, planned to move her dogs there, to reconnect with her sister, and nieces who lived only ten minutes down the road from her new place.

But for all her planning though she was still Kasey, she still wanted a few last moments of fun and Miguel was her favorite place to get them. “She’s obsessed with me.”

Your eyes are wide, shining with amused shock. “You literally said the words, ‘it would be better to ride me than a stretcher to the hospital,’ to her face?”

Miguel takes a calculated risk. “I think my exact words were, you’re a pretty girl and my sister-in-law can fight. So, why don’t we save you a trip to the hospital, and you ride my cock instead of a stretcher?”

Your scent changes, you shift in your seat, gorgeous thighs rubbing against each other. He basks in it, wants to go further, feel that save wave of arousal rolling off you that he did back in the restaurant when he called you a good girl.

“Yeah…maybe we don’t double-date anymore.” You say, dipping a fry in your milkshake, attempting to act entirely unfazed.

“Maybe not.” Miguel agrees. No need to double-date, soon Todd will be gone, Kasey will be gone, and it’ll just be us for all eternity.

He could sit here forever, music playing softly, the hum of the neon sign, your perfume filling the car, the cool night air weaving through the open windows.

After a while, you speak up. “Also, I’m sorry about Todd, he’s…” You trail off, staring at the night sky blankly.

“Kind of a dick?” Miguel fills in for you.

You snort, “yeah, kinda, but seriously he can be so nice sometimes.”

“Sometimes? Y/N he should always be nice to you, you’re amazing.” He wants to shake you, to tell you that Todd is the same as he’s always been, a cruel, selfish, and uncaring man.

It took everything in him to not lunge across the table and sink his fangs into Todd, to tear out his throat and leave him breathless and gurgling, blood staining that ridiculous outfit he wore.

You lean your head back against the headrest and Miguel admires the curve of your neck, how your hair falls back delicately, the steady beating of your pulse, the blood flowing through your veins. “I know…but I just…we’ve been together for a while now, and I always self-sabotage, so I never know if I’m making the flaws up in my head or not.”

“You’re not.” He says, taking a long drink of his own strawberry milkshake. He’ll be throwing it up later tonight, but it’s worth it.

You roll your head to look at him. “Really? How do you know?”

He shrugs, “I just do.”

You close your eyes and let out a long sigh. “I don’t know, I like him, and he doesn’t treat me terribly.”

“He thinks your job is worthless, and that your choices are made without thought, that much was clear.”

Your face scrunches up, eyes still closed. “He’s just so obsessed with money, and don’t get me wrong I want to be rich too, but not at the expense of living my life and doing things I actually enjoy.”

“A life without passions is not worth living.” He says, focusing on the horizon.

You’re quiet, he can hear your thoughts whirling around in your head, a jumbled mess of emotions threatening to tumble out and spill over.

“I just…” Your voice is strained, wobbly, and breaks in the middle.

Miguel glances over at you to see tears glistening as they slip down your cheeks. “Hey, hey, y/n, mi dulce, please don’t cry.” He reaches for your hand, capturing it between his own.

“I’m just so embarrassed, and mad, and tired and I…” You dissolve into sobs, your free hand covering your eyes, your body bending forward in the seat.

“No, no, don’t be embarrassed, why are you embarrassed?” He soothes, his thumb stroking the skin of your inner wrist.

“My fucking boyfriend asked your fuckbuddy for sex tips, and they didn’t even fucking work, but I know you’re good at sex because everyone raves about it, and now you know that I’m…”

Broken? A freak? Stuck laying under a guy who treats me like an object, makes me feel worthless?

Your thoughts are pouring into him, a rushing waterfall of doubt and insecurity.

He can’t sit by anymore, he releases your hand and cups your face, lifting it, so your eyes meet his. “Y/N, I know nothing except what you wish to tell me, I am not judging you, I am judging him, but not you, never you. You are—you deserve so much more than him, and I’m sorry if you feel like I’m overstepping, but I have to say something. You are a good person y/n, sweet, smart, funny, beautiful, dedicated, passionate, caring, and he—he is a wet chihuahua barking because he has nothing better to do.”

He can feel your internal battle, how desperately you want to believe him, how frightened you are of leaving Todd, because what if Miguel doesn’t feel the same as you? He knows you fear risking everything for a chance at nothing. So, he pulls back, you have to make this jump on your own, no matter how badly he wants to carry you.

“As your friend, I would be doing you a disservice by not telling you the truth.” He feels the pang in your heart echoing in his.

Friend, just friends.

You nod, tears slowly drying. “Yeah, you’re right, thank you. It means a lot to me that you care so much.”

He brushes back a lock of your hair, admiring you in the glow of the streetlights. “No tienes idea de lo fácil que es amarte. Essentially, you make it very easy to care about you.” Trsl: You have no idea how easy it is to love you.

You smile at him, and your smile is like the sun blooming over the horizon, like his first breath of air after clawing out of his grave, it is you, you, you, you. “You’re so sweet, thank you.”

“You are easy to be sweet to.” He says, fighting the impulse to lean forward and connect your lips.

You bite back a laugh. “A wet chihuahua?”

He chuckles, caressing your face once more before forcing himself to let go. “It seemed an apt comparison, he’s so small compared to me.”

“Everyone is small compared to you, you’re a giant.”

There you are, his girl, smiling and teasing him, the light returning to your eyes. “I am not.”

“You are! Have you seen yourself? I swear your biceps are bigger than my head. And you’re so broad? Tell me right now, be honest, are you taking steroids?” He busts out laughing and you slap his shoulder. “Miguel, I’m serious, that can’t be natural.”

“I’m not taking steroids; I have good genetics and I work out regularly.” He explains. “It’s all about your diet.”

And I’m an immortal being with enhanced abilities, and physicality.

“Todd will never believe that he swears up and down that steroids are the only way to get really buff.”

“Does he want to gain muscle?” Todd wasn’t weak looking per se, but Miguel wouldn’t say he was “buff.”

You look down at your hands, mumbling. “I like guys with muscles.”

“What was that, dulce? I couldn’t hear you.” Miguel prods. His enhanced hearing of course caught your words, but he wants to hear you say it again.

You scrunch up your nose. “I like guys with muscles okay, I’m a bicep girl, I like having something to hold onto.”

“You like what you like.” Miguel flexes, casually reaching to turn down the music, but he can feel your eyes following his every movement.

“Yeah…but Todd says his ‘genetic makeup isn’t built for bulking’ so I guess that’s that.” You say, a hint of longing in your tone, when he reaches behind his seat to stretch out his shoulders.

Miguel wants to pounce. To take you in the backseat of his car and show you what his strength can do, let you sink your teeth into his biceps, scratch your nails down his back and shoulders, mark him, claim him.

“I hope he sleeps with Kasey.” Your words rip him from his thoughts.

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[klaus-mikaelsonslut]

hi can you do headcanons on dating klaus mikaelson tvd x fem reader

Klaus is the kind of man to give you flowers, from roses to tulips he makes sure you're fully stocked on the newest bouquets.

You need a new pair of shoes? Already on your door step. Your phone's cracked? He's already browsing through shops.

Trust me, when I say Klaus spoils you take it literally.

Klaus is most definitely the clingy one out of you two, he always has a hand resting on your lower back or your hands are intertwined with each other.

When you first meet his siblings, Elijah is slightly skeptical of you but soon finds you great company and every Sunday you and him will discuss different books while classical music plays in the background.

Rebekah also took her time to get to know you, but once you were past that stage you got really close.

Often after Klaus has finished a painting, he'll go off in a search for you and find you getting ready to go out with Rebekah.

"Sister, what is this? I thought I told you to go find Marcel."

"Don't be jealous, Klaus. We all know your lover likes me more."

His siblings most definitely try and find you to resolve an argument or to convince you to pick their side.

"Klaus, you do realise they're having an argument on who you've daggered the most?"

"...It's Rebekah."

Cuddles are an important factor in the relationship.

Klaus will usually lay his head on your breasts or he'll have you snuggled into his neck.

Once, Rebekah snapped a picture of Klaus cuddling you during Christmas. You and Rebekah had to force yourselves not to laugh aloud but now there's a sacred photo of a peacefully sleeping Klaus on Rebekah's phone that she plans to use in their next argument...

This man is so fucking protective as if his life depends on it 😭

There was this one guy, let's call him Mike, he attempted to ask for your number at a dance while Klaus was getting you a drink. By the time Klaus had come back and saw Mike, be was no longer in a conversation with you as he was being dragged out of the building.

And then there was a time when a woman couldn't keep her eyes off of your breasts and she ended up with snapped neck.

"You didn't have to be so harsh, Klaus..."

"Nonsense, love. There's no such thing as harsh."

You and Klaus are constantly going on holidays, Klaus wants you to see the world and its beauty.

Once in Germany, you had asked him to buy you some shampoo and he ended up bringing back seven bottles explaining that he didn't know which one you wanted so he bought one of each.

Also in Tokyo, you had forgotten your favourite pair of heels so this man, like the king he is, went out and bought four new pairs.

Whenever you come home from a night out with friends, he's always there to hold back your hair and pass you aspirin.

This man takes full care of you 🫶

He's most definitely the type of person to say he loves horrors the most, but secretly loves watching sappy romance films.

10 things I hate about you, Titanic, The Notebook, Mamma Mia, Ps I love you, he's seen them all.

The amount of stories he has from different centuries is fascinating, you both lay in bed or on a sofa and share random experiences.

He'll tell you about Chicago in the 1920s, and that one time he had sex with Marie Antoinette in 1785...

Let's just say he's had his fair share of wild adventures throughout the years.

All in all, dating Klaus Mikaelson is fucking amazing.

#tvd klaus #klaus mikaelson #klaus x reader #tvd universe #klaus headcanons #klaus mikealson fanfiction #tvd #the originals #writing

[zaritarazi]

in season six when zari says “he is priceless” about behrad, she is in that moment revealing that she not only believes behrad to be more valuable than she is, she actually believes him to be overall better than her entirely, because he is a person and she is a net value. 

it’s twofold- she’s telling zari tomaz that behrad is better than she, zari tarazi, is, but she’s also revealing that she believes herself to be the “bad” reality, just as businessman behrad was. when she sees this warped version of behrad, this absolutely a-hole, the obvious 1-to-1 comparison for her to make is that zari tomaz is the heroic, good behrad that she had to fight for, and that she, zari tarazi, is the vain and shallow and selfish businessman behrad.

we get so many interesting peeks into the inferiority complex that zari tarazi has that’s followed her for her entire life, and that is only amplified by finding out about and then meeting zari tomaz- we also get glimpses in zari tomaz having this SAME complex for different reasons (namely, her behrad being killed) in seasons 3 & 4, and somewhat in season 7. 

it’s literally eating both zaris alive this entire show, this dread and depression that lingers behind them, that doesn’t seem to quite touch them but could- and it drives me fucking crazy because for zari tarazi, she has more vocal support from her friends that encourages her and tells her she’s good, but it also tells her to be fundamentally different, unless they need her to be the same for a mission or “to save the world” and it’s like they never understood that she was hurting at all - actually this doesn’t apply to john and behrad and sometimes nate, but to everyone else- and it’s never addressed how she feels like she went from being one kind of a commodity to another, how she feels like she fills a niche because this team must have a zari but she never quite feels like the right fit.

and to make me doubly insane, no one but amaya really addresses this with zari tomaz. we could’ve seen a bit more of it with charlie- and i’m not denying that nate was REALLY good for zari 1.0! if anything, i’m frustrated that he never helped her dig as deep as she needed to, that he was cut off at the knees in terms of supporting her and then it’s just okay live in the totem with me! we’ll be happy in there! 

legends only hinted at this but i cannot stress it enough- it is so crucial for everyone to recognize that zari tomaz’s behrad (behrad tomaz) is still dead. the behrad from her reality doesn’t exist because she changed the timeline. she is assigning all of her grief onto a behrad that prefers the other zari to her because that is his sister- he understands on some level that zari tomaz changed the world for him and that she is his family, of course, but their relationship was always so weirdly strained and we never dove deeper into that??? 

every time the zaris made progress, every time they started reaching a healthy place for themselves, the narrative not only set them back enormously but acted as if that setback was good, as if it was needed, that it would be selfish for the zaris to not continue to wallow in misery for the greater good. that their happiness, their literal mental health, was a luxury that they just couldn’t have- and this was treated like a joke! like a bit! are you fucking kidding me??

like if you didn’t find robot zari choosing her own agenda to be the most exhilarating, very twisted in how it was empowering thing, then we have nothing to discuss. and i mean that

#lot headcanon #zari tarazi #zari tomaz #behrad tarazi #lot meta #long post

[iwant-fuitgummi]

Inazuma Headcanons pt. 1!

(pt. 2 here)

Thoma Rothschild

he/him

25

Transgender Man, Bisexual

Dating Kamisato Ayato

Family: Sayu (FF Sister)

Best Friend: Kamisato Ayato

The surname I gave him, Rothschild, is a German surname that means "red shield."

Was best friends with Kaeya and Diluc as a kid. His mom worked at the Dawn Winery and even lived in one of the cottages there, so he was very close to them.

Sees Sayu as a little sister. He gives her food all the time, and even makes sure that the bedding in her favorite napping spots is clean and comfy.

He still teaches that cleaning class, but it's turned into more of a life skills class. He teaches people of all ages how to cook, clean, do laundry, count mora, buy things, book appointments, pay taxes...things like that. His class has a lot of teenagers in it now, since they have no idea how to pay taxes or bills and are gonna have to worry about it soon.

He's literally in love with Ayato it's ridiculous. His receiving love language is words of affirmation, and Ayato praises him ALL THE TIME.

His giving love language is acts of service, so he doesn't mind doing things for Ayato at all. Plus, his pay is amazing and he gets free housing.

Literally a big puppy. Always excited to help, extremely loyal, follows you around wherever you go, protects his loved ones, beloved by all...I love Thoma.

Thoma has braces on his arms. He lifts a lot of boxes, so his arms start to ache. That being said, Thoma is incredibly strong. He's pretty well built, and even acts as the Kamisatos' personal trainer.

He has PTSD. He fell overboard when he was visiting Inazuma. He has a terrible fear of the ocean and refuses to ride boats. He also gets seasick super easily. That's also part of the reason that he has an aversion to alcohol, since he was bringing wine to his father when he went overboard.

He also has ADHD. He always has to be doing something with his hands. Everything in the Kamisato estate has to be organized in a certain way or he'll get upset. (he just like me fr)

Hangs out with Itto a lot! Thoma taught Itto how to play chess, and Itto taught Thoma how to battle with Onikabutos :)

Kamisato Ayato

he/him

27

Cisgender Man, Gay

Dating Thoma Rothschild

Family: Kamisato Ayaka (Sister), Sayu (FF Sister)

Best Friend: Thoma

His love language is physical touch fr. Giving AND receiving. He loves getting hugs from Thoma since he's so damn warm. He gets hugs from Thoma when he's stressed.

Very light sleeper. Thoma soundproofed his room and bought him soundproof ear plugs, but he still wakes up at the slightest noise.

Gets super anxious when lying alone in bed. He wonders if Ayaka and Thoma are okay, if they're still alive, if something happened while he was trying to fall asleep. The sound of Thoma's breathing and the feeling of his heartbeat calms him down, though. Sleepy Thoma is white noise to Ayato. It helps him sleep.

He's tried to learn how to cook by watching Thoma, but why does he need to when Thoma's the best chef in all of Teyvat? (in Ayato's eyes, at least)

Plays cards with Itto all the time...and always wins. Loves hanging out with him due to the chaos that he brings everywhere. He even pays to bail him out of prison sometimes, giving the money to Shinobu as an "anonymous donation to the gang."

He's a bit autistic. He has a collection of dried flowers from all over Teyvat, as well as multiple books of all known dog breeds. He can tell you the common and scientific name of a flower just by looking at it, and knows everything there is about dogs.

He zones out at Tri-Comission meetings, especially since Kokomi has recently joined them to discuss diplomatic relations between Narukami and Watatsumi. He's very aware that Sara and Kokomi are secretly flirting by the way they speak to each other, so he just zones out until they actually start to talk business.

He has POTS, as well as chronic pain. Thoma has to accompany him to all of his meetings to ensure he doesn't pass out.

Kamisato Ayaka

she/her

21

Transgender Woman, Bisexual

Dating Naganohara Yoimiya

Family: Kamisato Ayato (Brother), Sayu (FF Sister)

Best Friend: Traveler

She's a makeup girlie to me so I gave her some. It's light, but it's there.

She often sneaks out of the Kamisato estate under the alias of Hiramatsu Fusae. She lets her hair down, does her makeup to change her face, and puts on some cheaper clothes. Fusae is a girl from Borou Village who is exploring beyond Watatsumi for the first time. Ayato knows about this, and doesn't do anything to stop her. In fact, he buys her outfits and makeup to help with this goal.

She first met Yoimiya as Fusae, but quickly told her who she really was when she realized she could trust her. From then on, the Naganoharas have been very close with the Kamisato Clan.

She buys clothes for Yoimiya all the time. Her love language is acts of service and giving gifts, so buying things for Yoimiya makes her extremely happy. In return, Yoimiya takes her to all kinds of firework shows, even making custom fireworks.

When she came out as trans, she chose the name Ayaka so she could match with her big brother.

Arataki Itto

he/they/she

26

Genderfluid, Bisexual

Dating Gorou

Family: Granny Oni (Grandmother), Kuki Shinobu (FF Sister), Akira (FF Brother), Genta (FF Brother), Mamoru (FF Brother), Takuya (FF Brother)

Best Friend: Naganohara Yoimiya

He's super tall and super buff. Using Kaeya (6'1") as a reference, he's about 7'2" in my head. That's about 2.184 meters for all you non-Americans out there. He's the only character I'll give a numbered height to because he SHOULD'VE BEEN BIGGER.

anyways uh

He goes to Watatsumi Island with Shinobu a lot. He spends the whole day with Gorou, being silly and hanging out. He tries to impress Gorou by picking up random heavy objects. It's never really that impressive, since Gorou's seen him do it so many times, but it's the thought that counts, y'know?

Itto and Yoimiya have competitions to see who the kids of Hanamizaka would rather play with. It's almost a perfect 50/50 split right now.

Yoimiya helps Itto with their "festivals" by providing them with free fireworks. They almost always get in trouble with Sara, but Itto always tells her that Yoimiya didn't know what they were using the fireworks for and takes all of the blame so that she doesn't get in trouble and tarnish the Naganohara reputation.

She still holds a grudge against Raiden for not taking her vision sooner. She's WAY too important for her vision to not be the first taken!

He hangs out at the Kamisato estate a lot, beetle fighting with Thoma, playing TCG with Ayaka, and TRYING to play chess with Ayato.

I don't have many other headcanons about Itto, he's perfect the way he is <3

Yae Miko

she/one

~33 (Physically), 500+

Agender, Lesbian

Married to Raiden Ei

Family: Wanderer (Son), Raiden Makoto (Sister in Law), Kirara (FF Daughter)

Best Friend: Sangonomiya Kokomi

I looked up Kitsunes and noticed they had red markings, so I gave her some in similar placements as the ones I saw. I also made her eye makeup more intense.

Her hibakama is full length now. I think more Genshin girlies need full length skirts and stuff, they're so pretty :(

Penpals with Kokomi! She reviews the stories that Koko sends her and sometimes asks if she can flesh out and publish them if they're good enough.

She has a class at the Narukami Shrine where she teaches young children how to read by using fortune slips. She's surprisingly good with kids.

tbh I'm still holding a grudge from the anti-Raiden Shogun training quest and that's all I can think about when I see Miko

Gorou

he/him

24

Cisgender Man, Asexual, Demiromantic, Panromantic

Dating Arataki Itto

Family: Sangonomiya Kokomi (FF Sister), Kirara (FF Sister)

Best Friend: Kaedehara Kazuha

idc what anyone else says I love ittorou. They send each other letters without knowing it's them. Then Itto asks Gorou what he thinks of Miss Hina and Gorou's like who. what. And then Itto shows him some of the letters Miss Hina sent him and Gorou's like ???!?!??!!???

Anyways uh

Gorou has a prosthetic hand. He lost his left hand in the war.

He has PTSD and awful survivor's guilt. When he sees Sara or any other members of the Shogunate, he has to calm himself down. Kokomi doesn't bring Sara to Watatsumi when Gorou's there.

He and Kazuha meditate together. It's hard for Gorou to sit still long enough, but he tries.

In my head, the outfit he wears is a casual fit. In war, he does NOT have his whole torso exposed. My guy isn't a dumbass.

There are 3 people who he lets touch his tail.

Shikanoin Sayu

she/they/it

12

Family: Shikanoin Heizou (Brother), Kamisato Ayato (FF Brother), Kamisato Ayaka (FF Sister), Thoma Rothschild (FF Brother)

Best Friend: Traveler

I don't know why but Sayu and Heizou being siblings is so real to me.

I tried to make her look even sleepier. Also I gave her a tan since she sleeps out in the sun 24/7.

The people at the Kamisato Estate see her as a little sister, which annoys her a bit. But she gets pampered a lot, so she doesn't completely mind.

Often helps Heizou on investigations. He solves them, she hunts them down.

They're a very picky eater. They mostly eat onigiri and katsu sandwiches that Heizou makes for them. They'll eat food from Thoma, but only specific kinds.

It doesn't like Yoimiya too much. It thinks she's too loud and disrupts its sleep. Ayaka promises that Yoimiya's just not used to it yet, but it doesn't care.

She has sensory issues with sounds and food textures. She hates fireworks.

Chills with Gorou when they're bored. They like to sleep on his tail and they're one of three people he'll let touch it.

It has Turner's Syndrome. She's 12, but is still the height of an 8-9 year old.

She also has ptosis and narcolepsy.

Sangonomiya Kokomi

they/she/he/mer

24

Demigender, Greysexual, Panromantic

Dating Kujou Sara and Kuki Shinobu

Family: Gorou (FF Brother)

Best Friend: Yae Miko

Kokomi and Sara enemies to lovers real. They were flirting the entire time they were fighting trust me.

They were really conflicted about their feelings for Sara when they first developed them. They talked to Gorou and Miko about it, unsure of what to do. Miko gave them some "follow your heart" bs and Gorou gave them actual advice (Miss Hina moment). Gorou said that, even though he hates Sara, they shouldn't hide from their feelings if they're really there. He then gave her some tips on how to ask her out (that he got from Miss Hina's fans). Gorou just wants them to be happy :(

After she asked out Sara, she found out that Sara was already dating Shinobu. But then, Shinobu approached Kokomi and asked how she felt about polyamory, and now the three of them are dating :D

When he's stressed, he'll grab a comb and find Gorou. He likes to brush his tail, the repetitive action helps him. He's one of the only people who're allowed to touch his tail.

Kokomi has a sensory deprivation tank in mer secret hideout. Mer feels the safest when mer is floating in the water, and a sensory deprivation tank is much safer than the open ocean. Mer built it all by merself, with a little bit of help from Shinobu.

This is canon, but they are penpals with Miko. They love sending each other their favorite books. Kokomi occasionally drafts some stories and sends them to Miko so she review and edit them.

Autism, 100%. She hyperfixates over books in her hideout for days. Gorou has to remind her that she has priestess things to do, but he'll sometimes just carry out the job for her when she's really into something.

Shinobu and Itto visit Watatsumi a lot to visit their respective lovers, and Shinobu sometimes enters Koko's hideout while he's sleeping. She makes sure to put a blanket or her jacket over his shoulders before returning to the shrine to supervise Itto. Kokomi then wakes up with Shinobu's jacket and the most well rested mind in the world.

Mer occasionally goes down to Enkanomiya and just...exists. No worries, no pressure, just mer and the Vishaps. There was no war. Mer people are safe. Everything is okay.

She's slowly losing her hearing. She's had difficulty with it her entire life, but the war made it worse.

Kujou Sara

she/he

27

Bigender, Lesbian

Dating Sangonomiya Kokomi and Kuki Shinobu

Family: Kujou Clan

Best Friend: Kuki Shinobu

Sara has the BIGGEST celebrity crush on Ei it's crazy. Like whenever she sees her she just freezes up and has to like. Reboot her brain.

He asked Shinobu out because he'd seen her around the police station scolding Itto. Pretty girl with an authoritative attitude who's yelling at a criminal? How could he not fall in love? The two started hanging out, and Sara eventually (very awkwardly) asked her out. Surprisingly, Shinobu agreed. And then, one day, Shinobu asked Sara how he felt about polyamory, and then boom! New girlfriend! Kokomi!

She gets SOOO flustered when they're both around. Like. Sara trying to train but her girlfriends are watching? Sara trying to arrest someone but her girlfriends are whispering to each other how hot she is? Nah. Sara's brain shuts off, her wings pop out, and her face turns bright red. It doesn't help that Koko and Shinobu giggle a bit when that happens.

He's tried to talk to Gorou, to apologize for everything he'd done to him, to tell him how much he admires him and his strength, but he never can. Gorou panics and makes up an excuse to leave as soon as he sees Sara. So, Sara writes down every thought he has about Gorou and gives them to Kokomi. He then has Koko deliver these letters to Gorou anonymously, with Sara's name being at the very end so Gorou doesn't know it's him until he's already read everything.

Raiden Ei

she/one

~34 (Physically), ~3000

Agender, Asexual, Lesbian

Married to Yae Miko

Family: Wanderer (Son), Raiden Shogun (Daughter), Raiden Makoto (Sister), Nahida (FF Daughter)

Best Friend: Yae Miko

Not gonna lie guys, I don't think about Raiden too much. I also don't have her, so I don't really have a handle on her as a character. Okay. Now moving on.

Serious RBF. Like. Never smiles unless you make her laugh. She doesn't even realize it, either (it's The Autism)

Spends a lot of time in her own head, both metaphorically and literally. She'll sometimes just zone out and enter the Plane of Euthymia, and it just looks like she's staring into space like a cat.

Speaking of cats, she has one! She's a Turkish Angora named Keiko :3

Miko sometimes turns into her fox form and sits on Ei's lap with Keiko.

yes i know ei is a dog person but idc!!! my best friend is a cat person and she has two dogs. ei's just too busy for a dog right now :(

She and Zhongli send each other old person postcards. Venti sometimes intercepts them using the wind and laughs at them before sending them on their way.

She love love loves Nahida. She sees her as a daughter and makes sure to check up on her regularly.

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin edits #genshin headcanons #raiden shogun #raiden ei #kujou sara #sangonomiya kokomi #genshin sayu #gorou #yae miko #arataki itto #kamisato ayaka #kamisato ayato #thoma #genshin thoma

[merlinsbudgiesmugglers]

Fic Masterlist

Figured I should finally write a masterlist of my fics

General A Round of Shots - Rated T - Written for The Three Broomsticks Servers 10 Days of Drabbles challenge.

Sharing Firewhiskey - Rated G - After James' birth, Arthur shares advice and Firewhiskey with his son-in-law

The Truth - Rated G - The Tonks family with a side of Tedromeda and Remadora. Tonks ends up at her parents' the morning after the Department of Mysteries and there's some things she needs to fill them in about.

Winter Sun - Rated G - Drabbles for the Harry POCter Winter Sun Drabble Fest

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Ted x Andromeda I have been thinking about these two for literally years, and I'm so happy that the obsession finally kicked in and I've been able to write their story.

I've always loved the idea that their relationship started when they were older. It gives them a bit more maturity and makes them a little less Romeo & Juliet

A Hard Day's Night - Rated T - Their first meeting.

Temptation - Rated M - Ted is falling hard, and it doesn't help that Andromeda has shown up at work drinks looking like that

Breaking the Rules - Rated T - A small moment between Andromeda and Ted at work drinks one night

Missing This - Rated T - Andromeda gets drunk and comes close to admitting what her future holds to Ted.

Giving In - Rated M - A look into their first time, when Andromeda gets exactly what she wants, and Ted can hardly believe his luck.

Not Tonight - Rated M - It's the St Mungo's Christmas Do, and Andromeda can't stop thinking of a night that happened the week before.

Leaving - Rated G - The time has come for Andromeda to leave her family behind.

A Bit of Fun - Rated M - This is probably my favourite fic I've written so far. A moment between Ted and Andromeda, early on in their relationship when they're both denying their feelings and making stupid decisions.

Desperation - Rated E - When Andromeda finally gets the news that she's been dreading for nearly two years, there's only one person she wants to see (My first attempt at smut)

The Hard Choice - Rated T - Fifteen days after Andromeda's engagement, Ted has something he needs to say.

Grief - Rated T - An exploration into Andromeda's grief after the war.

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Lily x James Decisions - Rated T - After a close call, Lily and James have a discussion that will change their lives.

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Katie x Oliver These two were my first HP OTP. I do have plans for more stories with them that hopefully I'll write in 2023.

Rubs and Disappointments - Rated T - After Harry's fall during the Hufflepuff match, Katie goes to check that Oliver wasn't actually drowning himself in the showers.

Auld Lang Syne - Rated M - Katie wakes up, hungover, not entirely sure of what happened the day before, and gets a shock when she works out whose flat she's in.

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Harry x Ginny Something Bad - Rated M - Harry is a good dad, and he has a hot wife.

How Lily Luna Got Her Name - Rated T - Did you know that in the Coven of Haileybury, if a witch saved your life you were honour bound to name your first born daughter after her?

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Ron x Hermione I love these two so much, I hope to write more for them in the future.

Snow on the Beach - Rated T - Written for the TTB 2022 Yule Bash fest. Ron spends Christmas in Australia with Hermione and her family.

Not So Bad - Rated G - Ron wakes up one morning in the Hospital Wing after being poisoned in HBP to find Hermione curled up in a chair beside him.

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Remus x Tonks Remadora Ficlets - Rated M - Occasionally a scene featuring Remus and Tonks gets stuck in my head and bugs me until I write it down.

Advice - Rated G - Ted has some words of advice for Remus before he is forced to go on the run.

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Next Gen I swear there is so much more Next Gen planned! I will write it one day.

Mischief Managed - Rated G - (Lily Luna & James Sirius) - Lily is a typical little sister and decides that it's time for the map to find a new owner.

When Pain is Over - Rated G - (Lily Luna & Ginny Weasley) - Lily learns a bit more about what her mum went through during the war.

The Potter-Granger-Weasley Pool Party Extravaganza - Rated T - (Lily Luna, Roxanne Weasley, Hugo Granger Weasley, Lucy Weasley) - When four cousins are left alone for the weekend, they decide to throw the party of the summer. It would have all gone to plan, if boys weren't dumb and if their parents didn't have such bad luck at camping.

She Was Not Wise Yet - Rated G - (Lily Luna/Male OC) - Ten years after leaving school, Lily runs into someone that she never thought she would see again.

#masterlist #my writing #HP fanfic #Harry Potter Fanfic #jily #lily x james #tedromeda #ted x andromeda #katie x oliver #hinny #harry x ginny #romione #ron x hermione #remadora #remus x tonks #next gen #lily luna

[ohmuqueen]

I think it does matter a lot that Junho was not happy with what Youngwoo was doing in the scene with his sister – he kept saying “You don’t have to force yourself”. But also he doesn’t seem to be that close with his sister, IMO, he said he hadn’t seen her for a long time (so my guess is over a year). I’m not super close with my siblings, so I understand that feeling of family feeling distant and not really knowing how to deal with an unfamiliar situation with them. Junho doesn’t expect Youngwoo to accept his sister’s food, not in the slightest, and it’s clear the sister prepared a lot at the last minute, making it an unexpected situation for Junho. So to me Junho deciding to introduce Youngwoo when the status of their relationship is still up in the air /to him/ as far as we know, was setting them up for a difficult time, and Junho (as many of us keep saying) should’ve communicated with Youngwoo more about what they each expected of each other.

Yes, when Junho told Youngwoo that his sister had prepared food that wasn’t gimbap, and offered to tell his sister they wouldn’t eat with them, Youngwoo insisted she would eat it. But I think they are each taking each other at their word and not delving too deep into issues that would arise with this meeting. Junho probably wanted to introduce Youngwoo because he wanted to show his sincerity with continuing their relationship (and maybe convince Youngwoo further he wanted to make them official—something they really should’ve talked a lot more about!) Youngwoo was determined to do as Guerami advised, as she had so many times, and took her suggestions literally as she always has! I honestly think Junho was taking things too far by choosing to introduce Youngwoo to his sister, someone he hadn’t seen for so long and had no idea would have a prejudice against someone with autism. He should’ve learned from his experience with his former college friend and talked more with his sister about Youngwoo’s preferences. It’s not much different than discussing with your sibling about your new bf/gf having food preferences, like being vegan. But the show didn’t approach the situation in any rational way and I’m so frustrated and upset. Yes Youngwoo acted ready to eat his sister’s food, and Junho didn’t expect his sister to be prejudiced, but it was like they each went in totally uninformed about what to expect from both the sister and from each other, creating far too many unknowns.

I have seen “masking” mentioned a couple times in the fandom, and I am cautiously venturing to guess this is Youngwoo’s attempt at it, and the show presented it to us in a way that I personally find uncomfortable because the music and …tone? (I don’t like the word either, Youngwoo – not sure I’m using the right word here) make it seem like it’s supposed to be funny. But it’s not funny at all. I don’t even want to rewatch it because it’s just so hard to see Youngwoo force herself to do something in an effort to be accepted, and yet be so completely rejected, but also have the others laugh at her obvious discomfort. I think anyone who has ever felt like an outcast in their life would find that scene hard to watch. I just don’t understand why the show would chose a comedic tone for a situation that’s so obviously uncomfortable, when we want so much for Youngwoo to be accepted for who she is. The fact that the relationship might fail solely due to Junho and Youngwoo not communicating enough about what they’re each comfortable with is not something I find funny. And it is a slap in the face after these two got together because they (eventually) communicated their feelings in such a sweet way that took each other’s comfort into account.

#extraordinary attorney woo #ableism #kdrama #rambling about this show far too late at night again bc i can't stop thinking about it #please dont break up pls just TALK #i could ramble more but im supposed to be going to sleep

[tabithwaslost]

30 Ace Attorney Headcanons!

1. Queen Amara was a judge back in the day. She took the bar exam again and got her judge's badge back. She has been the judge for every case that is Apollo vs. Nahyuta. She loves to supervise her kids and see how they are doing.

2. Queen Amara is the Goddess of Law that Justine talks about.

3. Justine is the judge's granddaughter.

4. Sebastian lived with Justine for 3 years after his father was convicted.

5. When Sebastian moved out of Justine's residence, she was actually very sad.

6. Sebastian graduated from Themis Legal Academy, but he did not meet Hugh then because Hugh couldn't go to the Academy at a normal age so he went to it when he was older.

7. When Mia died, Maya was in denial for about 6 months so she always thought of Phoenix as her older brother, especially because he resembles Mia in behavior/behaviour a lot.

8. Back in the 10th-19th centuries, people believed that the Fey Clan and women who channeled spirits were witches. Now, the Fey Clan and women who can channel spirits have a motto that is "We are the granddaughters of the witches you couldn't burn."

9. Most of the people who have trauma never got therapy, so they just kinda "fixed themselves".

10. Simon was really interested in psychology because he was diagnosed with depression, anxiety and OCD through the ages of 16-19. He though he could "fix himself".

11. Apollo had and still has anger issues. Once he got expelled from school because he defended himself from a bully and they gave him a form to fill about what he did and he literally wrote "WHY SHOULD I BE APOLOGIZING WHEN I'M THE VICTIM?!"

12. While Nahyuta was doing the queen's bidding because she threatened him with his sister, he killed off over 3,500 of her royal guards and army. He would do it silently and it's a secret that only he knows about.

13. Nahyuta can float.

14. Apollo can land really slowly like a feather, but it depends on what he wants. If he wants to fall slowly, he can do so. If he wants to fall quickly, he can do so too. He learned this magic in the revolution.

15. Apollo can jump really high and can control how high his jump is. The highest he needed during the revolution was about 40 meters [131 feet 2.803 inches] and it was to escape the queen's guards. He also learned this magic during the revolution and he learned it from Queen Amara herself.

16. Dhurke and Datz were friends ever since elementary school.

17. Due to Ga'ran's neglect, Rayfa never actually believed that Ga'ran is her mother. Which is why she asked about her origins.

18. Rayfa's behavior/behaviour around her brothers is the same behaviour/behavior of Dhurke around his sons.

19. Rayfa doesn't know that she resembles Dhurke in more ways than one and she has almost all his traits.

20. Sebastian and Franziska never really had that many friends as children due to their fathers not allowing them to.

21. Gregory promised Badd that he would buy him a new coat after the the IS-7 incident, neither of them knew it would be Gregory's final trial.

22. Raymond still has Gregory's coat but he never wears it because Gregory never personally gave it to Raymond.

23. Justine is really religious but she still supports the LGBT+ community [Or is a member of it if you will] because she thinks it's not something bad.

24. Sebastian always has breakdowns whenever something reminds him of his father.

25. Phoenix has 5 black psyche-locks. 1 is Dahlia, 2 is Mia's death, 3 is Miles's "suicide", 4 is his relationship with Miles when they faced off in court for the first time and finally 5 is him having to act all happy and has no time to discuss his trauma or emotions and he never went to therapy. Miles is always there for him and he genuinely cares but Phoenix still feels like a burden on Miles's shoulders. Miles is convincing him that that's not the case.

26. Benjamin and Max were kicked out of the Berry Big Circus. Max became a solo performer but Benjamin is still unemployed.

27. Bat woke up from the coma and is working as an acrobat.

28. Trucy, Klavier and the Berry Big Circus are all working on a HUGE collaboration. Rayfa also told them that if they need any assistance, she can always give them her best performers and she can come perform herself if they ask for her.

29. Kristoph never intended for Apollo to get caught up in anything Kristoph has ever done.

30. Apollo and Trucy always feel different around each other, as if they are related because they are but don't know it yet.

#ace attorney #amara sigatar khura'in #justine courtney #sebastian debeste #hugh o'conner #Mia fey #Maya fey #Phoenix wright #miles Edgeworth #simon blackquill #apollo justice #nahyuta sahdmadhi #dhurke sahdmadhi #datz are'bal #ga'ran sigatar khura'in #rayfa padma khura’in #franziska von karma #gregory edgeworth #tyrell badd #raymond shields #max galactica #trucy wright #klavier gavin #Kristoph Gavin

[despairohhi]

Dumping Juice Aisle and Juicy Box lore cause I'm that insane with a movie I should be done with, but somehow not

Its eating me alive, that and add more of my ideas since this is the sin hole of what this is about.

Okay, so I felt like discussing about is the Juice Box's lore. Because yes. I'll be talking about the aisle, but will literally extract all stereotypes because why movie, why Seth Rogen, and why edgy 2016 humour. Also why standard adult animation.

So to start off, let’s talk about the Juice Aisle. They all range from small juice boxes to large cartons on the shelf, they are mostly the most tame aisle. That in belief, they see their gods as potential found family to give them better comfort. Most of them wanting sensual and platonic desire, to be in complete harmony from a rather touched starve and sexually starved environment. At least how most of them felt, being absolutely keen to comfort.

They are most to be kind, reasonable, and try to make more assertive approaches while still following guidelines of the Great Beyond, in order to meet their potential home.

Juicy ( our grape juice box ) is like many others of his kind. Though, he’s often very passive and a little anxious compared to others. Out of many, this is due to not having as many interactions between his kind, and he was given that much attention after being put on the shelf.

This could be done to total purity, that Juicy wasn’t rough edged and certainly lacked desired skills to defend himself and others. You could say this man’s purity makes him incapable to adjust to vulgar language, notably swears.

But he was never completely alone. He eventually resonated with another juice box who he refers as his sister. An apple juice box named Cherry would begin talking to him once the other juice boxes were taken off the shelf. Cherry was a more outgoing and very direct person, certainly quite upbeat and take assertive actions when necessary.

She was awfully charismatic, and showed kindness to all those times Juicy needed someone to talk to. Waiting for a god to finally choose him. They were sorta like direct opposites, but her presence was all the more welcome.

One night, when eventually all the dark lords ( just the Shopwell Staff ) and no other gods in sight. The two eventually broke a guideline to wander during nightfall and explore what they could in different places, not just the aisles for their curiosity.

It felt wrong to do this, but Cherry insist they won’t get caught as long they were careful. And weren’t too too far away. While he doubts it, her assurances were always promised. Cherry was incredible in her own way, and had never made Juicy’s life this better in a while. He eventually hoped he could be in the great beyond with her, whenever that time comes.

but again, he even liked wandering through the aisles at night. It was nice change of scenery. But of course, everything wasn’t going to be the same. A god had chosen Cherry, after the long night they had with the possibility of leaving Shopwell one day. Since that sale sticker went up on their shelf.

he vividly remembered her last words to him, wishing him the happiness he deserved and told him he was more strong than he believes. To never give up his life.

his kind had celebrated all their chosen ones that day, and wished them the best lives they may ever have. But Juicy could only feel sadness, losing the only closest thing to family he had ever gotten. Wishing things could be different, but with an optimistic thought, he’ll get there and see how much better things will get.

well, they certainly weren’t better than imagined. The nearly empty cardboard box Juicy rested on was flown to the very end of the shelf, as new cartons of Juice boxes were set in the front, blocking all the light into the back of the very dark shelves.

He tried to encourage himself to interact with all these new faces, but they had little interests him in. Funny enough, it seemed the entire aisle had forgotten about him again when he was stuck in the dark. Collecting dust and counted the days he witnessed. From all the card broad boxes being nearly empty, telling himself to hop on, but couldn’t, and then when they were empty, they get refilled to the front again without checking behind to see Juicy.

That’s when he believed he had truly been neglected, just…there. Being something. He wanted to hear Cherry’s voice, he wanted her to talk to him, he really wanted her to stay but now she couldn’t come back. His days becoming more lonely. He just can’t seem to bring himself up, could he?

He continued to sneak out at night, walk around, going a little farther out and tied to clear his mind. But something deep always occupying him. But it wasn’t like they noticed.

Before the day of Red, White and Blue day. Juicy was still on the dusted, empty card broad box he was staying on. Becoming so normalized to stay here for days. Eventually a hand reached onto the shelf, extending further to grab Juicy.

He couldn’t believe it! A god had chosen him, which meant one thing…he was going to see the Great Beyond. Cherry! The only name to pop into his head, now becoming a possibility to finally see Cherry again with a new luck of hope spreading over him.

He was prepared to leave the place, and couldn’t help but admired this god had chosen him. A god that wanted him. It was surreal. Awaiting to feel the small comforts he had desperately needed for so long, it felt too long since he’s been stuck here. He felt at ease for the first time in months!

oh what a cruel twist of fate he thought was a gift.

He expected to head out to those big golden doors, but instead his god took him to a much more darken, somber place that reeked of unpleasant environments and smell. He had noticed the uniform, maybe it was a different exit? When he felt the straw got detached, which had been bothering him quite some time. He believed the god would discard it as a noticeable discomfort, an unnecessary straw that meant no person.

What Juicy was never informed was that this straw was more twisted than it appears. In a second, he felt pain on top of his head, the straw had jabbed onto his head. His stomach dropped and made him froze, the fear of his mind becoming more panicked. The next thing he didn’t process was the pressuring force going through the straw. That the god was drinking out of him!

His mind scarred and wandering with thoughts, believing the gods were generous and caring. But this one was about to drain him to death! Until they spit out, gagging out the juice they drank out of him. Seeing pure disgust being displayed as they spit out the most hurtful words to hear yet.

He was expired. That he should’ve been put on clearance or take to the trash in months back. This same being that nearly killed him, had never made him feel so little and discouraged. It’s like no one wanted him, no one left to receive the love and kindness he needed to make the rest of his life worth something.

He was wrong, and his kind were wrong about everything to the outside world. Last thing remembering to being dropped, and felt something horribly scratch the lower part of his body.

Honestly, I might build up more and talk about an Juiche AU. Kind of their own journey if Juicy’s life was spared, and Douche having other things in mind. Of course extracting and adding SO many better elements.

honestly I feel like I’m picking out a background mlp pony character to literally make shit up, that only served very little purpose or short amount of screen time. I didn’t mind the Juice box’s design, it’s pretty solid even though we’re left with…yeah, that scene. For as long as I could remember, This is feeling a little more original than what the source material wishes it could innovate to be ( not really, it feels separate out of the source material since no human being is after them and only end up killing a bunch of foods under unwanted circumstances.)

But none that I’m looking at this. Best to shave these other thoughts for another day, I built up some good concepts and headcanons I have in mind. So enjoy whatever I just felt like writing.

[purplesurveys]

1761

How did it feel outside today? I didn't go out, but in any case to my surprise it was cold all day – I haven't turned on my fan at all, and right now I even have my blanket around me without anything running. I don't know if this is still one of those rare good days in the year, or if it could already be the start of the Christmas weather.

Are there any animals in the room with you?  Nopes. I'm in my room; the dogs sleep downstairs.

How did you spend yesterday afternoon?  I was just working and had been in a couple of meetings as well.

Are any of your siblings taller than you?  They both are. I'm the smallest sibling and also the smallest in the immediate family, haha.

Name a song that reminds you of a past relationship:  Sparks by Coldplay. Thankfully I associate Coldplay so much more with BTS now because I love the band and it would've sucked if I had to stop listening to them.

When did you last have a nightmare?  I feel like it was just recently, but I can't remember exactly when.

What's the goriest thing you've ever seen?  TRIGGER WARNING: DEATH, BLOOD. Either photos of actual corpses on the internet, or select wrestling matches that are known for having been extremely bloody. I have a very specific memory of watching Vince McMahon's forehead literally pumping out blood cos his cut went way deeper than it should have.

Have you or do you attend pep rallies regularly?  I haven't. I know my university had those as an annual thing but I never was able to attend any because I could never find anyone who wanted to watch it.

Have you ever seen a building on fire in real life?  I haven't, but seeing massive clouds of smoke from a distance from burning buildings is something I'm fairly familiar with. The last time had been in July when we were staying over at a hotel and could tell there was a fire going on at some province all the way south, like in Cavite, from that giant-ass cloud of smoke we saw from our floor.

Have you kissed anyone and their first name started with an F, D, or L?  No, I haven't.

Have you ever been in therapy for anything? Nope, haven't been to therapy.

Do you think clowns are creepy?  They can be but they aren't the creepiest things in the world for me.

If you had to write an essay about a popular song... what would that song be?  Let's go with Gangnam Style by PSY.

When did you last have some fruit?  Every day I was sick in the last week my mom fixed up this drink for me to consume and I'm pretty sure it had some kind of fruit in it; I'm just unable to identify which.

What's something you have to look forward to?  Getting to head out again after finishing my quarantine. I completely forgot that the local Audrey Hepburn exhibit is only running until the end of the month, so I really need to book a visit within the next weekend as it'll be gone by the 28th.

Is there any part of your sexual/romantic history that you have not told your current significant other about or that you will not tell future partners about?  There is a small part that I probably would have to mention, but it's too personal to discuss in detail here.

Have you ever developed feelings for someone whose sexual orientation was incompatible with yours?  Nah.

How many relationships have you been in that actually got sexual?  Just one.

Who performs the most random acts of kindness out of everyone you know?  Probably Bea. Girl always has surprises up her sleeve.

Are any of your pets “overweight”?  Cooper may be slightly overweight, but it's not like alarm bells level and we definitely watch how much we feed him so that it doesn't start becoming an entirely bad health issue.

Who’s the most romantic person you ever went out with?  I've only gone out with one person.

Last person to tell you that you smell good?  My sister.

Last person you told that they smell good?  That's not really something I tell people and tbh the last time I remarked they smelled nice it was to my dogs hahaha.

What shows do you watch?  I gravitate towards sitcom the most since I prefer easy watching, so shows like Friends, The Big Bang Theory, Brooklyn Nine-Nine...I also started on The Office earlier this week. Every now and then I'll watch something a bit heavier as I can only enjoy a good drama; most recently I finished DP.

Is there anything you are craving right now?  I'm feeling pretty full right now actually so I'm good.

Think back to the last person you kissed, how many times have you laughed with them?  A million times and more.

What are five Halloween costumes that you’d like to wear in the future?  RJ of BT21; Diane Nguyen from BoJack; Joey Tribbiani from that scene where he wore all of Chandler's clothes at once; a bottle of peach soju; and the dude from the 'A child' Vine hahaha.

Who did you have your first kiss with? Do you remember what color his/her eyes were?  My ex, yeah I do.

Whose Facebook timeline did you post on most recently?  I don't post on anyone's feeds. I think only older people do that anymore.

Have you ever had a restaurant dish that was made with bugs? If not, would you even want to try one?  I haven't, actually; I didn't even get to try any bug dishes in Thailand when I was there – our itinerary was so packed we didn't have time to look for restaurants or stalls that had them :( But yes, I'm adventurous when it comes to food so I'd definitely try.

If anything, I went to a Thai tasting menu event a couple of weeks ago and I took up the owner's offer to try one piece of cricket. It tasted like chicharon, just a bit more savory.

Which edible flowers have you tasted?  I don't think I've tried flowers before.

Who was the last non-relative woman you spoke to in person?  Fern.

What was the last video you added to your favorites on YouTube?  I don't really do that. The most I do is just press like on videos.

Who was the last person that apologized to you?  I think Coleen.

What comes to mind when you think of pregnancy?  Expenses.

Do you prefer bar or liquid soap?  Liquid.

Do any of your family members have an upcoming birthday?  It'll be one of my cousins' birthday on November 3rd.

What is your favorite flavor of Jolly Ranchers?  I've never had a Jolly Rancher.

Is your favorite animal endangered?  No.

Are you better at writing fiction or non-fiction?  Non-fiction. I have absolutely zero luck with fiction; I've just never figured it out.

Have you ever dated someone one grade/year above or below you?  Neither.

What is the middle name of the last person you texted?  I have no idea.

Have you ever come close to drowning?  Yes, when I was 9.

So… remember Girl Scout cookies? Any favorites you had/have?  No I don't. We don't have those here.

Why did you ignore the last person you ignored?  Because it was a work-related person messaging on a fucking weekend and they should know to leave me alone.

Which cartoon character would you want to keep as a pet? Pluto :) If I could have Baymax in dog form too that would be so fun.

Do you like chocolate milk?  Just Chuckie. I'm not too fond of everything else.

What is something you hate, but wish you loved?  Hiking and more outdoorsy activities. < So real. I wish I could love hiking but tbh it is the worst thing in the world.

What’s the cutest thing your S/O does, but denies it’s cute in any way?  I don't have one.

Who have you hugged in the past month?  Idk, I wanna say around 10-15 people? I've seen a good number of friends this month so far.

Last bad news you heard?  Family death for one of my co-workers.

Have you ever dined alone at a restaurant?  Yup, several times.

Have you seen a baby being born in real life?  I have not.

Do any of your exes know each other?  I only have one.

What’s an opinion you find impossible to take seriously?  Continuing to be supportive of the Marcos regime.

Have you ever changed in front of the last person you kissed?  Uh, sure.

Do you have any goats?  I don't own any goats, no.

Do you hang out with your sibling’s friends?  Nah, they like to keep to themselves and that's fine by me.

Have you experienced any severe side effects of medications?  Well, I've been bruising this last week but I'm not sure if that's simply because of my weakened immune system or the meds I took.

On Facebook, do you have people listed as your siblings who aren’t really your siblings?  No, never did that.

Have you lost any close family members to cancer?  One.

Do you know anyone who doesn’t have a middle name?  I've met people who only have one first name, but they're very rare.

How often do you check your emails?  For my personal email, at least once a day.

Would you want your kids to have your hair color?  All Filipinos have black hair so I don't really have a choice lol.

Have you ever had a big YouTuber reply to a comment you left on their video?  Nah. That'd be cool, but also I never comment so HAHAHAHA

Have you ever given a lap dance?  Nope.

[passingdaysthings]

11.21.2022 - The Feelings Are Somewhat Resolved

Today is Monday. 

School has become much more manageable now that I have had time to get familiar with the online learning environment and my professors teaching styles. I didn’t miss my period last month, and I didn’t miss it this month either so I am happy with that. I am currently working on my calculus final, and I am expecting to finish this semester with 2 Bs which I am very happy about judging by what a hard time I had this semester. I am going to look for a job over winter break because I want to save money so I can travel with my friends and try to pay student loans. I also opted to take just one class next quarter because I don’t want to overwhelm myself like this semester. I don’t think I am ready to have another semester similar to this one, and the next class I am taking is suppose to be the hard one of the program. I think I really need to grow up and do more adult-like things rather than laze around all day and study. Cheers to a semester full of learning and growth though. 

Moving onto the topic that has plagued my mind for the last few posts; my online best friend. He is such a special cookie, and I don’t think I will ever understand that man. We spent time together on Halloween, and I decided that it was time that I told him how I felt so I did. It was funny because his initial response was, “why”?, and then he went to bed. The man didn’t respond until 2 days later when I asked him about it. It turns out that he was sick, but he was also thinking of a way to reject me kindly since he usually just does it in a mean way. He said that he really valued me as a friend, and he didn’t want to lose me which was why it took him some time to answer. I assured him that it was fine, and that my feelings were not something extremely strong. They were also feelings that I had kind of just realized and felt a need to tell him because I felt guilty not being able to whole-hardheartedly support some of his decisions. I also asked him the biggest question on my mind, and it was the whole thing about sleeping together and calling me babe WHICH this man responded with, I don’t know, honestly. I asked this man why he did that, and he just said I don’t know. What in the world? I would have been more satisfied if he was just like, I just really wanted to sleep with you or I like calling people babe randomly. He literally could have said anything outside of “I don’t know”. I ended up telling him that I don’t want to sleep with someone I consider my best friend because it would be morally wrong to our future significant others. He responded with our future spouses didn’t need to know. This man truly baffles me. He is so fickle. Sometime he cares about loyalty and honestly, and other times, he just throws it out the window. I never know what to believe. I can’t fault him to much though because 2 days later, I just reverted back to how we were. I just went back to the occasional discussion of sleeping together. I honestly don’t know why because it’s not in my character to do that. I don’t like him in that way anymore or at least not to the point that it would affect our friendship, but I think a part of me will always like him because we share a ridiculously deep connection. As for sleeping together, I think it may be because he knows me super well, and I would prefer to have a connection with the person I am sleeping with rather than sleeping with a complete stranger. Who knows though because he won’t be coming in December anymore, and all our discussions now are “one day” blah blah. I don’t really have that much of a desire to meet him in person anymore either. That’s why I believe that my feelings have been resolved. Meanwhile, my little sister thinks there is absolutely no way that a guy who spends this much time with me, has a level of possession over me, and wants to sleep with me has no feelings for me. She thinks that he just has hard-core commitment issues and mistrust in women because of his past relationships which could be true, but that is something for him to deal with. My biggest concerns is gonna be my decision (when the day comes) to sleep with him, and that is the biggest reason dimming my desire to meet him. Right now, I can hold out because we have never met so I don’t have to worry, but how will things work out in the future when we do meet? My little sister 100% believes that the two of us would not be able to stay away from each other if we met, and I think there is some level of fact in that. We’ve never met in person so it’s hard to really say. I am pretty sure we’ve crossed the best friend line a long time ago though. We send each other explicit pictures, and discuss, in detail, about the things we wanna do when we sleep together. I have never in my life had this kind of discussion with anyone, not even my ex. I am pretty sure that me and Taylor want to continue being in each other’s lives, but that would be very difficult if we slept together. Imagine having a significant other that keeps around a best friend that they have slept with. I would feel so uncomfortable, but then again, I think any significant other me and Taylor may have will feel uncomfortable with the relationship we have now even though we’ve never even met each other in person. Honestly, good luck to whoever tries to date the 2 of us in the future. That is a bridge I am avoiding. 

Mentally, I am in a very good place right now, and all I really have to worry about is my studies. I am worrying about money just because I wanna enjoy my life as much as possible, and I want to be as ready for the future. 

-P

[justyouraverageomniversedreamer]

In the first part of my ask I was referring to what post-resurrection characters had said about the Jiang clan. Basically, association with Wei Wuxian almost cost the Jiang to get annihilated by the Jin. It's rather obvious that the Jin were the most powerful at the time and the Jiang couldn't afford to go against them. In one scene pre-seige, even the Lan are shown as unable to go against the Jin. This is because the Jin joined in the war late and lost less people and resources during the war. That, combined with the Nie being pro-wei-wuxian's death meant that no one could afford to stand with Wei Wuxian.

yeah i had though that way of talking about the situation looked familiar

i hope you can bear with my rambling here, i haven't had a proper conversation/discussion about something im interested in in probably ever, or maybe i just talk like this who knows

anyway, to be clear i dont hate jiang cheng for (most of) the decisions he made like to understand his though process you'd have to recognize the inferiority complex that he was always trying to hide but was unfortunately instilled into him by the piss poor way that the jiangs were raising their two (unofficially three) children while dealing with their own relationship issues and constantly fighting in front of them

then there was the massacre then the loss of his core then wei wuxian went missing in the middle of the war only to return a demonic cultivator who refused to pick up his sword then after the war as the heir now the head of the clan he really had to pick up the politics game because there was literally no one else to fix things up at home and his sister was getting married and the jin clan inserting themselves as the new power and then wei wuxian does something goes and gets him self ostracized from the entire cultivation world by protecting 'war criminals' of whom jiang cheng really doesnt care about since he really just hates any with the surname wen at this point….

[though i don't know if jiang cheng really had any idea what he was doing not to mention i don't know if his voice would have had much sway in a court][though i would assume if he was at the big meetings then he must've kept his head down because there's no way that those guys wouldn't have brought up to jiang cheng that wei wuxian was once the head disciple and they should 'hear out his opinion']

anyway i didn't mean to start a big discussion though its been fun

My initial point was less about what they stood to lose but more of a what they would stand to gain by protecting him like you know him still being alive

Being that they both cared about him the decision weighed on both of them. like when you weigh in your mind if you alone can really stand to let him be killed by other cultivators or will you stand aside and let it happen (lead the charge as if he brought it on himself after killing your sister and her husband he really is too far gone)(or even something like 'at this point there really is nothing i can do' though considering his reaction to wei wuxian being brought back to life i don't know about this one)(but we know the way he hides concern behind anger so… but also he was definitely threatening wei wuxian with fairy and thats just not great. hes changed at least a little in the time since wei wuxians been gone and if they could just talk properly maybe we could find out how much)

Like they both wanted to try protect him but only one of them did actually attempt it and that was both too late and also not late enough and the other one (supposedly) led the attack against him though it was a moot point in the end seeing as none of these three idiots could talk to each other properly or literally any other person that they trusted, if there really was another way out of this situation it would have been in actively figuring out a plan

but lan wangji was still hesitating on following what his clan says is right and what he thinks is right, jiang cheng is so angry and his inferiority complex and all the ways his mom talked to him about wei wuxian keeps popping up at the worst moments not to mention the stress of rebuilding his clan, wei wuxian meanwhile is now public enemy number one and his almost brother keeps trying to ask him questions so hes getting super defensive all the time and never answering properly (almost like hes hiding something)

also i would just like to say that as far as i remember wei wuxian was so strong he probably didn't need to be protected especially since people led an attack on him at the burial mounds a place where he would literally be at his strongest but after jin zixuan then the wens and yanli he was actually at his lowest mentally and wangji was out of commission at this point so when jiang cheng showed up in the attack against him he probably thought that he really was alone

but i can talk about wei wuxians depression all day (its one big 'did you fall or did you let go' type of situation) thats besides the point.

he needed support and he needed to know he had support but he didn't then they both lost him

anyway anyway i was just making an initial observation about a difference between jiang cheng and lan wangji,

it may have been circumstance and personal morals but it was a really obvious difference thats all i'm saying- obviously this is just a one sentence explanation and these characters are deeper than this and those were the younger versions of them, it was a really hard time for all of them

this is such a great story man like i did read it properly when they did the core reveal in the novel they actually talk, like one side properly bears all his feelings and the other tells us his reasons in his head then gives a skim version out loud because he's an idiot (because he knows jiang cheng, because he's tired and sad but good at hiding it and has been even before the war that started it all)

#bro dont even get me started on yu ziyuan and jiang #fengmian #modaozushi #sometimes reading a character reacts to their story fic really #helps remind you just how much change the characters have #gone through #like what they would have done at the beginning of the story vs the end #my browser refreshed while i was writing this so i had to start over #then my power went out #i will be rereading this story everytime i feel the need so help me god #ask

[cookiesnt]

Mondo, Gundham, Fuyuhiko, Byakuya and Korekiyo seeing their little sister getting catcalled

tw / harassment, threats of violence

Here are some protective boys for you!

Mondo:

You were going for a walk with your brother.

It was a warm summer day, so you were wearing shorts and a tank top.

Now, Mondo may be a very protective brother, but he’s not the type of guy to tell you what you can and can’t wear.

“As long as nothing’s just hanging out, I don’t care whatcha wear.”

Besides, people usually don’t harass you, especially when he’s around.

Unfortunately, this plan isn’t always foolproof.

As you were walking to an ice cream shop, you noticed a couple guys your brother’s age hanging out in a car.

You ignored them at first, but then...

“Damn, babe! Wanna come over here and gimme some sugar?”

You tensed and looked up at Mondo.

He did not look happy.

But, he chose to be the bigger person and try to continue walking, this time with a firm grip on your hand.

“Aww, don’t be like that, babe! Leave that guy and come have fun with us!”

That was the last straw for Mondo. He let go of your hand and walked towards the car.

“You wanna say that sh*t to my face, you f*cking creeps?!”

The men froze, seemingly intimidated.

“Yeah, that’s what I f*cking thought. You so much as look in my baby sister’s direction again and I’ll ruin your goddamn lives, you hear me?!”

The men nodded, started their car, and drove off.

Mondo sighed and went back to you.

“You okay? I’m sorry you had to see that...”

“I...I’m okay. Just a little shaken up...”

He pulled you into a hug, which you reciprocated.

“I won’t let anyone hurt you, kid. I promise.” He pulled away and wiped a stray tear from your cheeks. “Now, let’s go get that ice cream you like.”

Gundham:

You were making your way to an animal shelter with Gundham.

Apparently, they had just gotten in a very angry cat and needed his expertise.

You decided to tag along, since you had nothing better to do.

It was a beautiful day, so a lot of people were out.

That’s... not always a good thing.

You were about five minutes away from the shelter when you noticed a guy leaning on a building.

You walked passed him, focusing on getting to the shelter...

*whistle*

You turned around, surprised.

“Hey girl. Wanna leave that goth freak and come have some fun? I can show you a real good time.”

You whimpered and looked towards Gundham.

He took a deep breath before locking eyes with the man, clearly upset.

“How dare you say such things?!”

The man seemed surprised to be confronted and scolded, but Gundham wasn’t letting up.

“That is no way to speak to a lady, especially if that lady is my younger sibling!”

Gundham was getting very, very mad. It was rare to see him this upset.

It almost frightened you.

“Now, I suggest you be on your way, and never speak to anyone in that manner again. And if your dare threaten my dark princess, I will send you to hell myself!”

The man ran off in fear. Gundham turned to you with a worried expression.

“Are you alright,” he asked softly. You nodded.

“L-Let’s just get to the shelter...”

Concerned, he agreed, but he took your hand and held it with a tight grip in an attempt to comfort you.

It worked.

Fuyuhiko:

You were walking to a coffee shop to meet up with Fuyuhiko after school.

Peko had chosen to stay behind and study.

You didn’t get to hang out with Fuyuhiko much these days since he was in Hope’s Peak.

That’s why you were so eager to get to the shop. You missed your big brother.

As you skipped towards your destination, still in your school uniform, you heard someone calling something.

“Hey hot stuff!”

You didn’t see anyone else in the area. It was just you and some dude a bit older than your brother.

“A-Are you talking to me?” The guy nodded.

“Why not come over here for a little ride babe?”

You didn’t know how to respond. You usually had Fuyuhiko or someone to help you with this kinda thing.

You were about to answer, when out of literally nowhere...

“Hey bastard! Get the f*ck away from her!”

“Fuyuhiko?!”

He walked towards the scene and pulled you behind him.

“Seriously, chick? You’re gonna run off with boss baby over here?!”

Even though you couldn’t see his face, you knew he was seething with rage.

“Shut the f*ck up, scumbag! You’re lucky she’s too nice to let me tear out your eyeballs and shove ‘em down your throat!”

The man took a step back, dumbfounded.

“Now, I suggest you run off and never come anywhere near me or my little sister again, or everything I said will be more than just a threat! Now f*ck off!”

The man ran off in fear, leaving you with a very angry Fuyuhiko. He turned around, trying to calm himself.

“He didn’t do anything to you, did he?”

“No. You got here in time. Thank you.”

He sighed in relief.

“Let’s go.” He grabbed your hand and walked you to the coffee shop.

There was an obituary for the man in the paper 2 days later.

Byakuya:

You were at a meeting with your brother.

There were a couple big guys from other companies and you could tell a couple of them had been eyeing you up.

It wasn’t unusual, but it still sucked.

As close as you were with Byakuya, you never told him.

He’s not a bleeding heart.

While the meeting was on a break and Byakuya had left the room, you were filing some paperwork and trying to ignore the creeps in the room.

“Hey darlin’! Why not come over here, hmm?”

You sighed and tried to ignore their whispers and whistles.

“Aww, don’t be a bore, doll. Come on over and give us a little show!”

Now you were beyond uncomfortable. You’d even go as far as saying you felt unsafe.

“Repeat that.”

You turned to the door and noticed Byakuya with an angry expression.

“Oh! M-Mr. Togami! W-We were just-”

“Don’t talk. I’m sick of hearing you,” He said as he walked to your side.

“You will all be leaving now. This meeting is over.”

“B-But sir-”

“THIS MEETING IS OVER!” 

You had never heard Byakuya yell like that.

The men scrambled out of the room, leaving the two of you alone. Byakuya turned to you.

“How long?” You took a deep breath.

“Pretty much since I started working...”

He shook his head.

“If this ever happens again, notify me immediately.”

“I promise...”

Korekiyo:

You two were walking to the museum.

They had received some documents that they needed him to look at, and since you’re his ‘apprentice’, he brought you along with him.

He enjoyed spending time with you. He even called you his best friend.

For this reason, he was also very protective over you.

As you discussed potential findings, you briefly caught a glimpse of a man in an alleyway.

Slightly nervous, you stood closer to Kiyo.

He noticed and started walking faster.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t enough.

“Hey baby! Why not let go of that freak and come with me? I can show you a good- Urk!”

He couldn’t finish his sentence before Kiyo grabbed him by the throat and pinned him to the wall of the alleyway.

Most of his face was concealed, but you could tell he was fuming.

His eyes said it all.

“I will stop you right their, sir.”

The man tried pulling your brother off his neck, failing.

“You will listen to me, and you will listen well. You will never, ever speak to anyone in that way ever again. Am I clear?”

The man nodded and tried to get away again.

“I have not finished. If you go anywhere even remotely near my sister ever again, I will tear out your nerves one by one.”

The man swallowed a lump in his throat, nodding again.

“Good.” Korekiyo let him go and watched with disgust and he scurried off like a mouse. Once he was sure the man was gone, he turned to you.

“Are you alright, my dear?” His eyes were filled with concern.

“Y-Yeah, I’m okay...” He sighed and pulled you into a hug.

“I will always protect you, Y/n. That disgusting excuse of a human will never harm you again. I’ll make sure of it...”

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