#oH its from that book that i DIDNT READ in highschool

[be-steddie-myheart]

Steddie but they met when they were kids and stayed best friends (and eventually gay bois) through highschool and anyone that dared to mess with eddie got their teeth knocked in by steve

****Content Warning for the Q word****

Steve is 5 years old and wearing his new shoes and carrying his new lunch box into the first day of his kindergarten class, hoping to find someone he can be friends with. The teacher, Ms. Smith, kneels down in front of Steve.

“You must be Mr. Harrington,” Steve giggles at being called mister like his father, “come on I’ll show you where I’ve sat you, Steve.” She smiles sweetly at him and leads him to a two person table. Steve decides he likes her warmth.

“Steve, this is Eddie. Eddie, this is Steve. Your desk mate.” Then, she’s off to help other students find their seats.

Steve slides into his seat and sets his plain blue lunch box on the table.

“Your lunchbox goes in your cubby you know.” The boy named Eddie says.

“Oh. I didnt know we had cubbies. I dont even know where they are.”

“Come on, I’ll show you. I’m Eddie and I’m six, by the way. I have a late birthday so I’m the oldest kid in class. I’ll take you to the cubbies.” Eddie gets up from his seat and waits for Steve to stand and follow him. “I can even find your cubby for you because I can read a lot of words, Steve. My uncle has lots of books for me and I love to read them, I get to hang out with my Uncle a lot and we read together. Heres your cubby!” Eddie points to an open space labeled ‘Steve’

“Thanks Eddie, I can read too you know! Some words at least.” Steve says, a little defeated that he’s apparently desk mates with the smartest kid in class. And he’s older too. Steve decides then that Eddie is probably going to be the coolest person he ever meets. They walk back to their table together and Steve sees that Eddie is working on a drawing of a knight fighting a dragon.

“Thats pretty cool Eddie, I like your drawing.” Steve says.

“Thanks, I cant wait until I know how to draw real people and not just stick people. I’m the knight. I can put you in the castle so I’m fighting the dragon to save you!”

Steve gets excited that Eddie wants to add him to his drawing, but hes a little confused, “Isnt the knight supposed to be saving the princess?” he asks.

“I guess so, but I can save who ever I want, right? Besides I’m not friends with any girls, but I’m friends with you, so I’ll save you.” Eddie says like its a fact. A fact that he and Steve are friends. Steve likes that fact. Eddie and Steve spend the next few hours sitting next to each other and listening to Ms. Smith teach the class all about how fun kindergarten is going to be. After lunch, at recess, Eddie and Steve take turns pushing each other on a swing. Steve thinks this is the most fun he’s ever had.

Its the first day of 6th grade. Eddie is looking around for Steve when he spots him over by Tommy H, holding hands with some girl he met over the summer. Eddie didnt understand it but when Steve and this girl started talking, he got a little jealous. Maybe he was just scared he was gonna lose his best friend.

“Eddie! Over here!” Steve yelled from his spot, smiling wildly at him.

“Who is that?” Tommy H asked, meanly. “He looks weird, dude.”

Eddie heard him as he walked up, trying not to look hurt as Steve rounded on Tommy. His voice was stern when he spoke.

“That’s my best friend, and hes not weird. His name is Eddie.”

Tommy didnt seem to agree with Steve, but he nodded at Eddie nonetheless.

“Eddie, you remember my girlfriend Melissa from this summer right?” Steve spoke so proudly that Eddie tried so hard to be happy for him, but he found it difficult for some reason. He smiled at Melissa as he pushed the lump in his throat all the way down.

Steve got more popular as the year went on, eventually breaking up with Melissa after kissing her by the bleachers. He started hanging around Kelsey. The same feeling bubbled up in Eddies throat. There were two more girls after Kelsey so Eddie decided he didnt need to get attached to anyone Steve called his girlfriend.

It’s the Summer before eighth grade and Steve has kissed more people than Eddie can count. They’re sitting in Eddies room, Steve sprawled out on the bed, Eddie sitting up against it playing with the guitar his uncle had gotten him that Christmas.

“Havent you had your first kiss yet, Eddie?” Steve wondered out loud.

“No one wants to kiss the freak, Stevie.” Eddie joked back. As Steve grew more popular, Eddie grew more unpopular. People started calling him weird and a freak because he liked heavy music and playing fantasy games and the color black. It made Steve mad to the point of a couple physical altercations here and there when Eddie was on the receiving end of someones bigotry, but he never swayed from Eddies side. Eddie was figuring more things out about himself around now and he was thinking he probably didnt wanna kiss a girl, ever. He was scared to let Steve in on it because he didnt know how he would respond. He couldn’t lose Steve.

It was the Summer before Ninth grade that Eddie took a big jump and tested the waters around Steve.

They were in Steve’s pool, floating around on their backs and talking about nothing in particular when Eddie decided to go for it, “Have you ever thought about kissing a guy, Steve?”

Steve was quiet for a moment and it felt like years before he spoke again. Eddie could barely breathe, his heart hammering in his chest and he was so sure Steve was going to call him names and kick him out of his pool, his house, his life. Names that everyone else called him that meant to hurt his feelings.

“I dont think so, Eds. I like kissing girls. What about you? Have you thought about kissing boys?” Steve spoke carefully, like he was around a scared animal. Steve thought maybe he knew what Eddie was getting at and he was prepared to let him know that nothing would change the fact that he was his best friend for life.

“Me? No. No I was just wondering. Cause ya know, you kiss so many girls, I just didnt know if you thought about the other way too.” Eddie said, trying to sound calm.

“Can you like kissing both?” Steve asked.

“Maybe not.” Eddie whispered. He knew know he didnt want to kiss a girl, he wanted to kiss Steve.

It was 10th grade when Steve and Eddie caught Ben spray painting a mean word on Eddies locker. Steve chased him down the hallway and when he finally caught up to him, he punched him. He broke his nose, got suspended. Ben didnt get in trouble though, he just had to clean off Eddies locker.

It was the Summer before 11th grade when Eddie and Steve were at the mall. They were complete opposites in every way. Steve dressed in different colored polos and always had light blue jeans on. Eddie always had some worn out band tee on and black pants, usually shredded at the knee. Steve was at the height of his popularity and he still hung out with Eddie. He still protected Eddie.

Eddie thought maybe it would be easier if him and Steve weren’t friends. They were having that difficult conversation now, over some milkshakes from an ice cream shop.

“I just think we’re too different now. I’m holding you back from being the ‘King’ more than you already are.” Eddie said plainly.

Steve made a face. “Please, don’t call me that. You’re the only one in my life who doesn’t call me that and that’s one thing I love about you.”

Eddie felt his heart tighten up. Love.

“You’re getting in a fight like every other week because of me, and I’m sorry to say, Stevie — you’re not that great at fighting.”

“Eddie I would fight someone everyday if it meant you stayed my best friend.”

A balled up piece of paper hit Eddie in the side of the head. Steve opened it, his face darkening as he read the words. He stood up and immediately walked over to the guy who threw it, dropping the note by Eddie’s feet.

There was a little bit of arguing back and forth and the guy pushed Steve back a little bit, which prompted Steve to punch him in the face. Before he could get hit back, he ran towards Eddie, grabbed his shoulder and they both took off, laughing like maniacs. Eddie stashed the note in his pocket and looked at it later that night.

GET OUT OF HERE QUEER

It was 11th grade when Eddie realized his crush on Steve was never going to go away. The more Steve stood up for him and protected him, the more he found himself enamored with him. Steve had dragged Eddie to a party and Eddie was going to get really drunk, kiss Steve and then either blame it on the alcohol if it went bad or congratulate the alcohol if it went good. He really hoped it went well.

Later that night and Eddie was sufficiently drunk. A bunch of people, including Eddie and Steve, were playing seven minutes in heaven. Steve spun the bottle and by the grace of a god Eddie didnt even believe in, it pointed toward Eddie. Tommy coughed, queer. Steve told him to shut the fuck up.

“Well rules are rules Munson, so lets just go hang out for seven minutes.” Steve smiled.

Eddie followed him, and his entire body felt numb. Steve shut the door behind him and went to face Eddie to joke about their luck when Eddie took his chance and kissed Steve. Eddie recoiled quickly, waiting for the punch he knew was coming. Sure, Steve stood up for him but he’d never let a guy get away with kissing him.

“Eddie…” Steve took a step forward and Eddie stepped back.

“No, I’m sorry Steve. I shouldnt have done that. That was out of line. I’ll leave.”

Steve tried to call after him but Eddie kept going.

Eddie seriously contemplated moving out of town when he realized he had to go to school on Monday. He avoided Steve all weekend. Even when he came to the trailer knocking on the door. He had Wayne tell him he was out.

Eddie was at his locker Monday morning and a note fell out when he opened it.

please meet me by the bleachers after school

-steve

Eddie felt like his heart could fall out of his body. He was so scared. He avoided everything and everyone all day long. It just felt like people were staring. He decided to meet Steve at the bleachers, but he wasnt prepared for what he saw.

Steve had a black eye and a busted lip. He must have saw the concern on Eddies face because Steve laughed. “Seriously, you should see the other guy.”

“What the hell happened Steve?”

“When you ran out of the room at the party people started saying you kissed me and ran. That didnt bother me, it was when they started calling you that word. I hate that word. I punched Michael Miller for it and he hit back. It turned into a whole fight. I think I knocked a couple teeth of his out though.” Steve huffed a laugh.

“I’m so sorry Steve, I really am. I shouldnt have done that.”

“Stop apologizing Eddie, it’s okay. You know you’ll always be my best friend.”

It was 12th grade when Steve asked Eddie if he could kiss him. They were spending the night in the woods and Steve had been drinking so Eddie thought it was a joke.

“You’re drunk, Stevie.”

“So were you and you knew you wanted to kiss me”

“I wanna kiss you when I’m not drunk, Steve.” Eddie mumbled. It was quiet for a moment.

“I do too, Eddie. I’ve been thinking that… maybe liking kissing both is okay. It’s also okay to only wanna kiss one, but I do wanna kiss you Ed. Ever since you kissed me at the party.”

It was 12th grade when Steve and Eddie kissed each other. It was the next morning when Steve kissed him again, sober, so Eddie knew he was serious.

#steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steddie ficlet #im not a gay man so i didnt say the f slur #i am however bisexual so i said queer

[dragoncookies]

ENTP misconceptions

For awhile I honestly thought I was an ENTJ (at first even INTJ but I was goin through a ruff time when I discovered MBTI we'll just put it at that). I can get REALLY ambitious, and then ruthless/strategic with how I go about things in order to see it through. I even bullet journal, and make planners for months in advance just so I can keep track of all my ambitions. Some people would consider me Type A because of how eccentric I can be and how detailed I can get with how I spend my time.

What they don't know is that my poor use of Si causes me to do things like work on projects for four hours straight and watch the hours tick by until its 1 am and, oh no! I have somewhere to be the next morning. This happens multiple times.

I also am a professional at winging it. People would be shocked at how many of the things I do are last minute choices, or put together the night before/the moment of. I mean, I cannot count the number of times I've said (tw death) "guess I'll die" every day.

Cannot forget the fact that during quarantine I would RUTHLESSLY argue about my favorite book characters to strangers online. I wrote pages and absolute essays that would probably get high marks if I fixed them up a little. I was a menace out there.

It was only after actually researching about the cognitive functions did I realize that there was absolutely no way I could have Te. Like, at all. I learned that my constant fantasizing and well of ideas for everything in the world around me was, in fact, a high Ne user trait.

I don't get fomo from missing out at a social event, I get fomo from missing an opportunity to put my creative resources to work to entertain people.

I like to think that I stray more towards the "Jack Skellington' entp type. One might think he's an entj because of how he has this goal in mind and then goes through every little detail to see it through, but what about him getting tired of all the routines in the beginning of the movie and wanting something new (Ne)? And when he finds Christmas town, what does he do? He analyzes the heck out of it, trying to figure out how it works (clear Ti use). So, even though the stereotypes might lead one to believe Jack is an entj, in actuality, he types as an entp.

Heres some IRL examples of how I might not seem ENTP.

For preface, I am an identical twin. I type as an ENTP, meanwhile my twin types as an INFJ (it is a very interesting relationship). Our highschool offered speech and debate. Guess who started taking it first? Not me, the entp. I didn't really know much about it and thought it was just a nerd thing. Then my twin took it and had a ball (I was lowkey was super jealous). Even though my twin is the "humanitarian" feeling type, they made for a terrifying opponent and had no mercy. My twin is also often thought of as way crueler than I am most of the time, where I am described more like a sunflower and they more as a thorny rose. My twin can get so passionate they turn argumentative, and if something doesn't fit the little storyland they build their world around, they argue a lot. So, my parents always said that they should be a lawyer. My twin can get so inside their heard (high Ni) that they act narcissistic and uncaring.

It irks me how one can pay so little attention to the world around them, but you'd think I'd be the cruel narcissistic one, who people say should be a lawyer. Because I am an entp.

Personally? I like writing poetry and going to cafes. I like reading and if I see that either side of argument can be argued for within reason, I won't feel like arguing. So I don't argue as much. The whole reason I didnt take speech and debate at first was just because I thought I wouldn't enjoy arguing for things where both sides could be right (I now know I overlooked the beauty in the argument itself). The Ne/Ti/Fe/Si function stack applies to me completely, just not in the stereotypical way. Its pretty helpful. When I analyze things too much (Ti), I can recognize I am probably a little stressed. I also know that there are places in my life I should have SOME routine/structure just to be a more functional person.

So, when people say "MBTI isn't real/is pointless because people get different results all the time and how can 16 personality types fit everyone its so limiting"

Its not, really. You just have to let the idea cook inside your head and explore yourself and how you think for a little.

#entp #entj #entp personality #entj personality #infj #infj personality #entp thoughts #mbti #mbti personality types #16 personalities

[babylove00]

Till time ends itself

Part 2, book 1

it was now thursday and you woke up to the sound of your alram going off. you let out a groan and stated your day. when you arrived at work you were the first one there. you walked over to your desk and saw a note.

y/n its bruce i wont be in work for the rest of the week, im so sorry i got sick and tony forced me to go home see you next week! :)

-bruce. b

you chuckled towards the note and pulled out your phone to text bruce. when you pulled out your phone you saw a text from bucky.

bucky: you still in for friends night?

y/n: yeah im still in, what time is it tonight?

bucky: 6pm dont be late! love you dork

y/n: i love you too punk

you smlied down at your phone while you were texting bucky back. if he didnt love you back in the way you loved him, at least he loved you in some way. you then remembered why you had your phone out you texted bruce saying you got his note.

then you began to work, since tony was coming in later and bruce wasnt here. you put on some music (insert your favorite song) you blasted it as you danced around while working. today was a good day you spent the day dancing around the lab to music and you got a lot of work done. you had a bright smile on your face as you got in your car to go to nat and bucky's place.

you sang your heart out as you drove through New York. when you got to their apartment you hummed the last song your where listening to, as you got in the elevtor and rode up to the 10 floor. bucky was a bussiman at barns inc. and steve was his right hand man both made millions a year. bucky and nat lived in a penthouse all white and mordan fancy. it was nice really nice but not your syle.

you walked in to see steve and nat aguring about something and bucky laughing at how childish they were. you walked up to bucky and you watched steve and natasha. bucky noticed your big smile on your face and watched you watch them a soft look in his eyes. "whats got you in a good mood" he asked as you looked over at him. "oh well nothing really i just had a good day."

you said with a small smile on your lips. "good im glad you had a good day y/n/n" you and bucky chatted for awhile you missed this side of him you hadnt seen it in awhile. exactly ever since him and nat got together. he was tickling you, you screamed for steve to help you. bucky had you pinned down on the couch with him straddling you. nat had gone to yelena's something with the wedding was going worng so it was just the three of you.

"steve! help m-me please" you said through fits of laughter. "sorry doll i cant do that" steve said as bucky coutined. finally he stoped and you took a beep breat bucky chuckled as you tried to compose yourself. this was the bucky that you fell in love with. the one who played and was goofy wasnt afaird to show his fun side. but now this side of him never came out it made you worry for him alittle.

people changed you knew that but it was like his light was going out. the bright person you called your bestfriend wasnt him a shadow of him, a weak reflaction of the wonderful person you also called the one. bucky got up from the couch and grabbed a pice of paper. he wrote something on it then shook his head no, he crampled it up and wrote on a new one. he walked over you and handed it to you

on the paper was the secret launge you and him made up in highschool so when you passed notes the teachers couldnt read what you said. it looked like gibberish but you both could understand it. it read: steve is an ass. you giggled and bucky watched you as you wrote something back. you wrote: no he has an ass ;) you joked.

you gave him the paper back and he read it and had an eww face as he chuclked. steve watched you two if a confused look on his face. "what are you guys giggling about?" he asked you two. you and bucky broke out in a loud fit of laughter."nothing dont worry about it" bucky said as you coutined to laugh.

you missed this it just being the three of you, you loved nat of crouse but you just it being your boys. that night was the last night you saw that side of bucky after that you rarely saw it. little did you know this night you would hold so close to your heart. you drove home with a smile on your face as you and steve blasted music. you were giving him a ride home, you both scream singing party in the U.S.A when you pulled up to steves arpartment complex he kissed you on the cheek and hopped out saying "see you saturday y/n"

the kiss made your heart sore in wonder. steve never made you feel like this why was he making you feel this way. it was just a kiss on the cheek. you drove home and did your night time routine and wen to bed all giddy and happy. a smile on your face as sleep took you to dream world.

it was now saturday and for some reason you couldnt wait to spend time with steve. steve would be at your arpartment to pick you up in an hour, nervous butterflies all over your body as you did your makeup. you were a black skrit with a long sleved black top and black tights with red bottom high heels. it was a cold day in New York, it was jaunary the snow still on the ground refessing to melt anytime soon. ding! your phone went off.

steve: im outside y/n/n

y/n: ok be out in a second

steve watched you as you walked to his car you looked beautiful as always. our y/h/l, y/h/c hair that flowed down. the way your smile made his heart fluttter, he was head over heels for you he has been since you met him in high school. when you walked up and punched a guy who was bulling steve, bucky had been home sick and steve was all alone. that whole day you didnt leave steves side and you still havent.

"hi, uhh its so warm in here." you moaned a little as you sat down in the warm car. the cold air form outside making you freeze your but off. "yeah its freezing cold outside, i cant wait till the snow melts" steve said while me replayed the little sound you had just let out over and over agian in his head. "so to the mall we go uh stevie!" you joked in a very fake and shitty british accent, you were laughing at your joke as steve pulled away from the curb and spead away.

when you got there you and him hoped out of the car. you both linked arms and walked in ready to spend sometime together and money. you walked in a fancy mens shop. you and steve went to the suit section, picking out tuxs and suits. little while later you were sitting on a couch waiting for steve to walk out of the changing room. all the tuxs/suits he walked out in made you want to melt, you could feel the wetness pool in you underware.

you had remind yourself that it was steve the guy you used to have sleepovers with and have to beat people up for, but damn was he hot. he finally found one that he liked and you both went to the next shop. the next store you went to was a shoe one. "why cant you just ware the ones you have on? besides you have so many so shoes" steve complaned you rolled your eyes "because i need a pair to match the dress and there is no such thing as too many shoes." steve chuckled.

you and him spent 30 minutes trying to find the right apir of heels. you found the ones that were good enough steve complained the whole time as you joked about him having so patices. you bought them and went to the food court, you got an ice cream and steve got a hot dog. "so any lucky ladies?" you asked as you wiggled your eyebrows at him. "no" he said with a mouth full of food. "eww dont talk with your mouth full steve" he rolled his eyes.

"y/n you dont even have a date to the wedding, so you cant say anything about my love life." you suffed and crossed your arms over your chest. "do you have a date to the wedding huh?" you asked him while you narrwed your eyes. "yes i do im taking peggy" peggy, peggy was steves ex girlfriend from highschool bucky,nat,and you hated her. she did him so wrong he dheated on him with some ramdom guy she knew. they dated from 10th garde to freshmen year of college he was heart broken. and for some reason he was still chasing her, he never really got over her.

"steven grant rogers you did not! i cant belivie you right now" he rolled his eyes "y/n her and i arent going out like that. i just needed a date its no big deal" you shook your head in disbeilf you were pissed and you didnt really know why. you cared a little too much from what a friend should. "when she breaks you heart again i'll tell you i told you so." you said. he scuffed and took another bite of his hot dog.

you both spent the rest of the day laughing and having a good time. you were happy with steve he made you forget sbout bucky, he helped you forget the hurt. you and steve flirted all day you couldnt keep your eyes off him. why did you see him differnet now? steve and you made your way home, he pulled up to your apartment. "ill see you soon y/n, call me okay?" he asked as you unbuckled. "yeah i'll call you later, love you steve." your kissed his check then you got your bags and walked away. he wathed you walk away with blushing red god you made him mad.

the only reason why he rought peggy was because he didnt want to have to watch you with who ever you brought to the wedding. he drove the whole way home with a smile on his face. as soon as you got in the door your smile faded you rememdered bucky and all the feelings that came with him. jeez he really was getting married and not only that but too your best friend. you let out a sigh well you went your bags and put things away.

you got ready for bed and begged for sleep to come but it didnt. bucky was on you mind his smile, his stupid joke, he was who your heart belonged too. and he would hold it forever even when you didnt hold his.

#marvel fic #bucky barnes #bucky barnes oneshot #bucky barnes x y/n #james barnes x reader #mcu au #spotify #stucky #steve rogers angst #natasha romanoff angst

[ithisatanytime]

KIDS Incorporated - His Story

 im not gonna go into the whole thing again, but the professor had sussed out my political inclinations and was grading me harshly for it, i literally could not please the fucking guy and when i would ask certain questions about how to improve my writing he didnt know what i was talking about. i was a better writer than he was, he published a book on boxing that no one read, i read some of it, it was fine, perfectly passable for what it was but he had no talent. i asked for an example of an essay i could read to better understand what kind of standard he expected of me and the essay he gave me... first of all there is a coincidence, the essay was written by a woman who had a relationship with my first girlfriend and let me tell ya that girl was fucking RETARDED, straight retarded, i dont understand how she graduated highschool let alone had her essays being used as the fucking gold standard, oh wait she was a dyke with giant elvis hair and leftist views, it was like a retarded five year old communist wrote the essay, and you arent going to believe me but the retardendness of the essay and its author are independent from her retarded leftist beliefs, unlike that old lecherous professor i actively take steps to keep stuff like that from biasing myself. but anyway once i read that id had it. i can write, i dont need anyone to tell me that but they do anyway, other professors, students who peer reviewed my shit, they rave about me because im a genius but in order to pass that english class i would have had to adopt a liberal affect entirely and i dont think you can convincingly fake that without swallowing some of it. not worth it.

#youtube

[raccooninthedaytime]

Why does everyone keep calling everything “Gatsby Themed” as if F. Scott Fitzgerald invented the 20s

#it makes me so annoyed #like hello one of the most interesting eras kn american history #and everyones like #oH its from that book that i DIDNT READ in highschool #delish lets party #no shut up #its the fuckin #1920s #the great gatsby #prohibition existed outside of jay gatsby’s life #prohibition era

[bmpmp3]

i always struggle answering when people ask me who my artistic influences are because like 1) I could tell them my favourite artists but my art is nothing like them and it tortures me every day of my life and 2) my art has always evolved largely alongside my friends and peers in whatever online and in-person social groups I’m in at the time. the current state of my art is 2017 deviantart adoptable community with a thin layer of mobile otome game fanart over top

#lots of blank standing poses and lots of focus on waist up character expressions (visual novel cg cinematography lol) #its been a little stagnant since i havent really been in any communities irl or online becaue i forgot how to be a human being #but i'll get there someday again in the future #i really was pretty hardcore into adopts for all my highschool career fkjdls i dont think anyone from those days still follows me tho #before the adopt days i used to exclusively draw comics and doodles based off me and a friends ocs we made together #and before THAT.....furries. 2009 youtube ms paint furry animations #OH WAIT actually around the same time as the furries me and a few other kids on freewebs dot net or whatever made like #websites for our 'book series' of various fantasy animal stories a la warriors #OH and between the furries and the comics with the friend I had this brief thing about like that style of art thats all black and white and #pointy and sorta spooky in a whimsical way but like whimsical in a spooky way? somewhere between tim burten and jonen vasquez #weirdly enough i didnt really like either of their works (i wanted to so bad tho) i just liked the art style. lots of sharp points jdkflsfjf #actually i remember reading a lot of junior fiction with that pointy halloweeny aesthetic. i didnt like any of themsjkdffsJKFJDSK #but i still really adored that style lol there might still be some influence in my art now who knows #thats another problem i have actually some of the influences i have that i actually can trace that arent like my peers or friends #are always stuff i dont really care about hjkfdslkzkjds like not stuff i love and not even stuff i hate #its always stuff i think is fine but not for me. and yet somehow it always ends up foundational for my artistic styles #whats up with that. i need to start trying to emulate stuff i actually like fjdksfkds #but also. all the art i like is super detailed and meticulously drawn. and. that is. hard 😔

[toraochi]

fnaf men cockwarming headcannons!

warnings: nsfw content ahead, swearing, minors dni, breeding, and exibitionism

notes: one week break again everyone! being a 4th year is hard lmao. anyways i hope you guys enjoy this drabble of mine. we are so close to being in 500 followers everyone!! <3

William Afton

Another day at the pizzaria he was managing with, kids yelling and parents complaining about the greasy tables and pizza

And of course, William was fed up about it considering about its an almost everyday situation

Henry took a notice about his colleague and decide to send him home for the day.

He went home, driving in a fast but steady pace, wanting to see you, his lovely wife.

The kids were out for a sleepover with Henry's children.

William got home, his attire look dishevled at put you at worry

"What happen dear?"

You didnt even finshed as he grabbed you and pin you onto the wall.

"Oh love, would you mind giving me a moment and use you?" He chuckled deeply as he kissed you deeply.

And now you are here, sitting on his lap, his dick buried inside your tight hole while he was working on his papers.

You tried to move but his long and strong hands kept your thighs in place.

"Doll, stop being a brat for me will you? Daddy is gonna rewared you soon.."

Expect some light thrusting, oh he fucking loves to tease.

He will nibble at your neck, just to tease you of course.

"W-Will~" you moaned and he immediately shushed you.

"Be still darling, good girls get their rewards faster when they behave. Are you a good girl? Of course you aren't. But will you be good just for Daddy? Hmm?."

Michael Afton

You and Michael were highschool sweethearts, now that you guys got your own jobs you guys decided to live together on your own.

You noticed that his night shift was oddly stressing that you even see his eyebugs appearing from time to time.

You were so worried about him and you decided to ask him on whats wrong.

"Its nothing babe, just a tiring day." He said, and proceed to go in your shared bedroom.

However, his answer did not put you on ease so after making some simple dinner you decide to check on him.

"Mikey, are you sure you are alright-" he immediately interupt you.

"I want to try something..y/n"

And here you are, trying to make friction in his cock deep inside you.

"P-Please Y/N don't move too much- Aah~"

he cant take it with in 5 minutes and immediately pounding you, your walls clenching around him.

His tongue make its way into yours, giving you a french kiss.

You drooled so much that he cummed inside you.

"You are such a godess Y/N. All for me, I think im a luckiest man alive dont you think? This ass? All mine. This tight cunt? Mine. All mine baby, all fucking mine."

Henry Emily

Our dear Henry here is the most busiest than William, considering that he was CEO of the company and also tons of complaints from the parents just like William.

He came home late, Your twins are already in bed while you were reading you favorite book.

You heard the keys janggle through the door and you immediately rushed and greeted your husband who has been tired from work.

"Dear welcome-" he passed you, not even looking at you.

You wondered what did happen to his work and you decide to check oh him later.

You brought a cup of tea and a piece of cheesecake you made for the twins.

You knocked three times. "Dear, can I go in?" You asked, holding the tray firmly."

"Yes you can..sweet." his hoarse voice says it all.

You entered, seeing his worn out body made your heart clench, and you go into him, putting the goods on the coffee table.

"Oh dear, you should have been taking some day offs.." You carased his cheek and he didnt respond.

"Do you want it Mommy to make it better? Hmm?"

And here we are, him struggling to hold out his release just for his mommy.

"Y/N~ please, please let me move fuck ah~" He moaned, trying to thrust his stiff cock onto you, but your thick weight hold him off.

You giggled.

"Oh Henry, you've been a very very good boy today. Good boys always have their own rewards." You said, lifting your ass and slamming it back again.

Minutes later, now he is pouding in animalistic force while whinning and babbling your name.

"Y/N, oh Y/N I can't get enough of you. Will you let me cum inside? Pretty please? I've been a good boy yeah? Will you let me, Oh god I'm cumming-"

He painted your walls white.

#fnafnsfw #fnaf x reader #fnaf headcanons #fnaf imagines #fnaf security breach x reader #fnaf #fnaf springtrap #fnaf fluff #fnaf sb x reader #fnaf x y/n #springtrap x reader #fnaf smut #fnaf william afton #fnaf henry emily #fnaf michael afton #william afton #michael afton #henry emily #william afton smut #michael afton smut #henry emily smut #william afton x reader #henry emily x reader #michael afton x reader

[capillaryspice]

Ok so ive been seeing a lot of Harry Potter bashing lately (deservedly) and while it's at the forefront of my brain I've got a bit of a rant to go on that I haven't really ever voiced before. Like it ain't transphobia related or anything, literally just how it's a badly written series

Like listen, as a kid I read them and enjoyed them like every other 90s-born child, but JKR is, among other things, a shit writer that just does NOT think things through. I don't even fully know how to adequately explain how much her crap worldbuilding affected the way I consider the weight of everything I create in my own writing (and dnd campaigns) because I learned in my formative years how much things can affect a world by simply existing, and the Harry Potter universe is a prime example of that done horrendously wrong

This is not me tooting my own anti-bandwagon horn here, but legitimately I stopped enjoying the books waaaaaaayyyyy before there was even a whisper of the gay-dumbledore drama on the winds. Why? Because even as a very young adult I was SO fucking aggravated by the amount of shit that just. Happens. Or simply Exists. With no consequences. Everybody has the argument of "what if they just had guns?" but I'd like to present an opposite argument: the fact that SO MUCH UNIVERSE ALTERING SHIT just EXISTS in this universe that's way more powerful than guns that just really has no effect on the world at large (even the "secret wizarding world") that it was always enormously baffling to me that the main antagonist is even an issue at all.

Time turner? Hello???? Fucking time travel and get this shit over with. Liquid luck? How far does that extend? It's difficult to make, but a highschool professor can make it, so it's clearly not an unobtainable commodity for anyone relatively intelligent or wealthy. How does its existence affect the world? Is it illegal? Restricted? If so, why or why not? Does it really guarantee a success in ANYTHING? If so, why waste it on getting some fucking memories instead of, oh I dunno, using it to permanently kill ol slit-nose? Making an item that could just locate all his horcruxes? Make a magic homing-nuke for him?????

How about the creation of sentient creatures? Y'all give paintings personality, made a car that clearly has opinions, and a fucking mini-dragon just for drama. What are the ethics of that shit? Speaking of dragons, how the absolute FUCK do you keep regular people from discovering absolutely massive magical creatures?

Book one- philosophers stone. Rock that gives you immortality. Was it fought over? Are elixirs of life rare? I'd fucking assume so since it's never talked about after the first book, but also after the first book it's nEVER FUCKING TALKED ABOUT??! THIS IS AN IMMORTALITY AND GOLD CREATING SUBSTANCE, AND YOURE JUST. KEEPING IT IN A SCHOOL. OR SHIPPING IT OFF TO WHEREVER THEY KEPT IT AFTER THAT (don't remember, which is quite frankly a bad sign lmao), regardless, there's just a dude who can MAKE THEM, and no doctors have tried to get him to talk? Corrupt politicians? Monarchs?? Joe from accounting whose wife is terminally ill?? This is a KNOWN OF THING and it's just never fucking addressed beyond "oh, well the crazy bad guy wants it in this book so I guess he's the ONLY issue with the existence of this world-breaking thing, let's create a puzzle in front of it that even a few 11 year olds can solve, that'll stop him!"

How about the random Super Important Characters And Plot Points that just fucking. Appear when they're suddenly needed even if we've never heard them before (even if we absolutely should have)

I'm absolutely missing more things, I literally haven't touched the series in over a decade to remember, but these are just a FEW of the things that drive me crazy to this day. Like, obviously I know the answer to these questions are just "JKR didnt plan for where the series was going and just randomly went "oh this would be cool" and didnt think about the ramifications of any of the aforementioned cool things" to the point where even a fucking child could go "this is flawed, full of holes, and doesn't make sense"

Do y'all have anything I missed that drive u crazy about a magic thing that should have had serious ramifications existing? I can't be the only one

Anyway that's my little rant. But yeah, they should've just used a gun

#plot holes inherently happen in writing that's just how it be #but by god this series was goddamn Swiss cheese #like I got a lotta fuckin issues with Harry Potter and JKR in general dont get me wrong #but it's an impressive feat to annoy a 13 year old so much with ur shitty worldbuilding #that he literally formulates his creative process around introducing new ideas simply to NOT BE LIKE THAT #granted I grew up on fantasy like tolkien as a kid where everything was impossibly intertwined #so obviously I'm overthinking things #but this was just such a formative reason for my writing and also descent into just vitriolic opinions around this series specifically #anyway #Harry Potter isn't as good as u remember it being #don't get me wrong I get having nostalgia for it #but if ur looking at it even remotely critically #fuuuck man ur in for a bad time

[astrochemstry]

Jared Kleinman HC: having a crush on him, you don't wanna admit it but everyone knows

I was lying in bed and then i got this idea and it sounded really cute so i made it a reality asjdfbasjh im having a brainrot

Reader is gender neutral and its romance

OK SO JUST IMAGINE

YOU LIKE THIS GUY

YOU DON'T WANNA ADMIT IT BCS HES COCKY AS HELL

BUT EVERYONE KNOWS

E VE RYO NE KNO W S

YES EVEN HIM

OK lets go to the start so

SO I HAVENT FINISHED THE BOOK AND STUFF BUT

I DO THINK JARED WENT TO SCOUT CAMP AS A KID TOO

SO you met there

And as in met

He accidentally uh

Well yk those log things you gotta walk on??

He slipped and accidentally bumped into you

And you fell on the mud lmao

Bro was trying vv hard not to laugh actually

“Kleinman, apologize to (Name).”

“Sorry.”

hE AINT GOOD AT THIS FORGIVE HIM PLS

Ok so like youre still mad but

Throughout your time there he makes it up with

aCTS OF SERVice

sO some hcs here are from @/bemorecronch pls check them out vv good at writing jared and hilarious as hell

So one of their hcs is that if he likes u he randomly gives u food

oH diD I NOT MENTioN??

THIS GUY LIKES YOU TOO

So like one time you dropped your snack and like vv frustrated bcs you fell in mud and now your snack fell in mud

So he goes up to you and shoves his spare sandwich onto you

Youre like ???? but then he jsut raises and eyebrow

“Don’t you know how to eat or did that dirt change everything in you??”

You choose whether you smacked him or not

But like after that and everything, he sat with you and just ate with ya

Then the crushing started

SO YEARS PASS

WELCOME TO HIGHSCHOOL OR WHATEVER TOOK PLACE IN DEH

yOU MEET AGAIN

“Arent you that mud person from camp??” “Arent you that asshole who shoved me??”

Sassy conversations

Murphy siblings live for it tbh

They love you

And then heres the thiNG

SO ONE TIME AT THE CAFETERIA

You guys just sat together and ate bcs i mean thats what you did at camp too

You guys we’re vv close and be reminded you have a crush on him

So liKE your body started to heat up and ik for some skin colors it wont be visible youre blushiNG BUT SINCE YOURE SO CLOSE HE CAN FEEL THE HEAT

Hes concerned bro “are you okay??”

“Yes im fine- just-” tHEN HE PLACES HIS HAND ON YOUR FOREHEAD

TO CHECK YK

Totally not an excuse to touch you

coIUGHGHcouG HH

So like you just froze?? Bcs oH SHIT ohIUSHAHH????

Alana was there and you were like oh thank god

But alana

aLANA KNOWS

ALANA SEES IT

But dw she doesnt like say it out and tease you

Takes you away and stuff “Oh god! (Name) are you okay? Lets go to the nurse.”

She doesnt take you to the nurse lmao

“So, you like someone?”

React how you want she aint gonna fall for you denying it

anYWAYS SHE DOES KEEP IT A SECRET

But like its you who, well, makes it less of a secret lmao

Like youre very expressive abt it

Everyone knows

The school knows

And you guessed it!

JARED KNOWS

Bro is happy as hell you like him back but don't forget hes a little shit

Teases you tbh

Like if youre sitting down and reading or smth hes just like “oh whats that??” and gets vERY CLOSE

From acts of service to physical toUCH

If you like passed a test or something he just awkwardly goes up to you and pats your back

“Good job” “uh thanks”

Hes silently crying inside bcs of that

Ok but like one day lets say Alana encourages you to confess

So you do and like when you see Jared youre just

Oh shit oh fuck oh no nope nO

But like he sees you and he just goes to you like “whats up??”

Its just casual

Too casual

So you didnt wanna confess in like a crowded hall lol so you tell him to meet you at some place like uh idk you choose

So Jared

Aint dumb ok

An asshole but this shit is fucking smart

And first thing he thinks is ‘theyre gonna confess. Definitely.’

No doubts bcs he knows u like him lmao

So you meet

And bro got a huge smirk on his face

“Soo- what did you want to talk about?”

Hes just so calm?? And casual? That youre freaked out and suspicious bcs you expect him to spit out some mean things and stuff

“Uh- this is- wait uh” “go on.” “weLL- uH”

Then he laughs

You guys know what im talking about

“You sound like Evan” hes wHEEZing

“LOOK i LIKE you okay???”

“Everyone does” “No i mean- the- the like like”

Bro acts like he doesnt understand

So uh yeaH you kiss hiM

Look he knows u like him but hes still shocked bcs daMN

In the end, he just goes “oh i know you do. Everyone does.” with a smiLE

Smack him smACK hiM

#this is the longest ive ever written but im pROUD #jared kleinman headcanons #jared kleinman x reader #jared kleinman hcs #dear Evan hansen headcanons #deh x reader #deh headcanons #dear Evan hansen x reader #x reader #headcanons #fanfiction #hcs #fanfic

[blxetsi]

modern eren jaeger dating headcanons

lowercase intended !

college!eren jaeger x gn!reader

warnings: mentions of p*rnhub

- firstly, this man is CONVINCED it was love at first sight (he ALWAYS tells you this too)

- "babe when i met you i just KNEW you were gonna be mine" "no you didnt" "yes i did- hey dont stop holding me 😣"

- you guys met because you were tutoring him. (he was failing history 😔💔)

- after weeks of shy touches and shared giggles he FINALLY brought his grade up and didnt need you anymore

- that didnt mean he didnt want you tho ;)

- asked you out on a date (and by that i mean to a party smh 🙄)

- and the rest is history 😌✨

- hes the kind of guy that flirts with you even though youre together

- "so uh,, you come here often 😏"

- "eren youre in my apartment 😐"

- he tries to invite you everywhere that he goes with his friends

- like,,, EVERYWHERE

- jean and reiner wanna organize a boys night ? hes pulling out his phone getting ready to text you and saying "oh is it okay if y/n comes ? i didnt get to see them much this week i miss them 🥺" like mf this is for The Boyz 😡😤🥶🥵🔥‼️

- youre weirdly close with sasha, shes just really cool

- eren will call you at the most inconvenient times for the stupidest reasons

- one time he called you while you were doing an INTERVIEW for work and you wanna know what he called you for ? to tell you he bought a bunch of silly string to use on jean.

- bitch im trying to get PAID. rn . trying to make a LIVING. so i dont end up below the POVERTY LINE. tell me about ur silly string after i secure the bag 🙄‼️

- is very touchy. like very touchy.

- but also respects bounderies

- hes NEVER mad when you have something to say about him or your relationship together

- you dont feel comfortable with the pda ?? He Wont do it Again

- you think you two could work on communicating better with each other ?? hes already googling ways to do that

- he cares and cherishes you and the bond you two have created together, hes not gonna try and ruin that

- is a fucking lightweight. dont go with him to parties.

- but if you asked him to hold his drink he will NOT forget about it.

- a couple times he broke the plastic cup he was gripping it so hard 🤩

- is also the type of guy to just protect others ?? like for no reason

- he sees a guy trying to get close to a girl who had made it abundantly clear that she didnt want that ?? hes going over there and playing bf to protect that stranger

- he can thank first year drama class for his superb acting skills 😌✨

- will literally help anyone he sees in a bind

- also his brother is weirdly cool ??

- his parents live far away but his brother only lives like,, 40 minutes away from the university

- hes like an older brother to everyone 🤩

- if you like reading classic literature zeke is your guy to talk to. has so many ideas and opinions on those stories and stuff, and will NOT hesitate to lend you a book of his

- eren has led lights in his room. he ALWAYS has them on the colour red

- he doesnt understand why ppl think hes horny bc of the red lights ?? his eyes just adjust better to the red lights compared to the blue 😔

- he has stretch marks all over his body 🤩 like on his biceps, tummy, back, thighs, etc. etc. doesnt really think about them anymore but he used to be SO self conscious of them in highschool. he saw berty (bertholdt) with his shirt off once during his freshman year and saw how he had stretch marks too, and immediately thought they were cool

- he likes to play with your hair and scratch your scalp, but he likes it when you braid his hair because he thinks it makes him look pretty

- will get you weird things because they remind him of you

- one time he came to pick you up for your date and before you could even KISS HIM hes pushing you away and pulling out a tiny ceramic frog 😐

- "no you dont understand zeke took me to a thrift store today and i found this and it reminded me of you-" "i look like a frog to you ? is that what youre saying ?" "NO ! its just so cute, and youre so cute so i had to get it. do you like it 😊"

- doesnt like most meats, his only exceptions are chicken,

- thats it 😐

- you guys were having a picnic and you made sandwichs (with the sliced turkey meat) and he took one bite out of it, looked you in your face, and spit it back into the baggy without breaking eye contact

- likes just laying in bed with you. has a playlist of songs like arctic monkeys and shit like that, just sitting in the dark with a song on low volume, whispering whatever he wants into your ear is like,, the DEFINITION of love in his book

- also can and will recite lines from shakespeare plays to you ?? will be at the most randomest times. you could be sweeping and he'd just wrap his arms around you before whispering "two households, both alike in dignity. in fair verona where we lay our scene. from ancient grudge break to new mutiny, where civil blood makes civil hands unclean."

- okay mf this isnt english class 😐‼️ but thank you 😁👍

- will always try and do new tiktok trends and make funny videos so he can "blow up"

- he gets on average like 20 views 🤩

- he likes seeing you and his friends get along, it just makes him so happy that you love mikasa and armin just as much as he does, and hes so thankful that youre all friends

- likes to help you reach whatever you cant, and if youre taller (even by an inch) hes making you grab things for him

- he doesnt have a major yet, and he doesnt really know what he wants to do with his life, but being a hairstylist sounds cool

- whenever youre having a bad day mentally, he'll just give you your space unless you say otherwise

- he doesnt know if its the best idea, but he knows when he gets into a bad headspace he wants to be alone

- if you do say you want him with you, he'll lie right beside you in bed and spoon you, and if you want he'll put on the arctic monkeys playlist and whisper about the project he worked on for his business class

- he doesnt like sharing, BUT will steal your shit all the time 🙄

- "oh hey heres that thing i borrowed from you" "oh my fucking god eren i thought i lost that months ago"

- may not understand everything he learns in class, but he always tries bc this is his education !! his parents saved up a lot of money for him to be able to go to university !! hes gonna try his best to make the most of this

- i feel like he would play baseball at university. he asks that u wear his jersey to every game so "everyone knows that the most beautiful person attending this educational establishment is MINE" like,, k ill wear the jersey 🙄🤚

- has a list of the best websites to use to illegally stream movies, anime etc.

NSFW ! -------

- also hates pornhub. knows about all the controversies and shit about the website and doesnt use it. supports smaller porn companies that respect their workers 😁👍

- his parents love you. Im Serious

- carla asks about you all the time (hey mommy 😏) and his dad wonders about you too even though hes more lowkey about it

- always has to open the door for you or pull out your chair for you. no matter what setting youre in he Has to do it bc hes a gentleman

- bohemian rhapsody is his comfort film

- i think eren thinks that Youre the One for him, and this idea is solidified when you two graduate together 😍

- he takes you back to the library where he first met you, gives you a promise ring and just asks you to move in with him, hes not ready for an engagement and he knows you arent either, but he knows that youre it for him, and he just wants to be with you for as long as youll allow it

GAH this felt all over the place and very mediocre but i hope you enjoyed !!! remember asks are open so feel free to request something 🤩

#attack on titan #attack on titan headcanons #attack on titan fanfiction #attack on titan x reader #eren yeager #eren yeager x reader #eren jaeger #eren jaeger x reader #armin arlert #mikasa ackerman #sasha braus #levi ackerman #eren yeager headcanons #eren jaeger headcanons

[annabethy]

Ok so sorry if this is annoying just tell me and I'll stop but I need to do that thing I did last time where I sent you an ask as I progressed down the story because it's amazing and I need to share it with somebody (what better person than the writer?)

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE HOW PERCY'S FIRST KISS IN THE BOOKS HAD HIM FORGETTING HIS NAME AND HIS FIRST KISS HERE HAD THE SAME THING

"absolutely no falling in love" as if they can control it. Pls- they're made for each other.

Okay I'll be back whenever...unless it's a no then let me know

The leech has me rolling🤣 and the parallels!!!!!!! 'dont I get a kiss for luck?' ahhhh omg

AND THE MONOPOLY GAME!!!! Huge cheesy grin on my face and I can't even explain why

Ok so bc of a- let's say home situation?- my phone tumblr thing might cut off and I won't be able to spend anymore time on tumblr but that's not yet. If I just suddenly stop with the asks then that's why and I'll also stop reading and continue tomorrow

oh yes I couldn’t forget the parallels!

also I’m putting the rest under a read more

Oh god connors here oh no no no....ok let me just calm down

Nah no calming down for me...my eyes are brimming with tears cause I'm so mad. I would've punched his lights out so quick. I'm glad percy controlled himself, for annabeths sake😌

'this school hates you too' that's a widely used comeback in my family 😅 'i hate tomatoes' 'tomatoes hate you too'

WHAT A WAY TO TELL SOMEONE YOU LOVE THEM!!! THE WAY OT JUST SLIPS OUT. Go away drew.

THE WAY HER FACE IS DECORATED HORRENDOUSLY!!!!! CAN I USE THAT? PLEASE LET ME USE THAT!!

do it ma’am

Red hair green eyes....rachel's here...should I be worried? Idk if I should be worried or not

no I actually forgot I even wrote Rachel in

SHE DOESNT EVEN HOLD A FLAME TO ANNABETH. THE GRIN IS BACK

You don't kiss someone like that after hearing them say they love you if you were only fake dating....this is making me beyond happy

Rule number three isn't the only rule that's been broken

If you both broke the rules then they cancel each other out and now there are no rules so basically you're not fake dating anymore. You're dating just with the title fake which doesn't matter

My heart beats for Annabeth too. I need to slow down with these asks

Oh now you love her. Too late bud.

Wait this- what- no. 😭

NO ANNABETH YOU ARE DATING OKAY????

Oh this is getting good. Ohhhhh yess

Omg she's crying and hes holding her against his chest and its giving me a flashback of the SOM scene underwater

Of course she knew. Why am I surprised? Annabeth knows everything

Yes Annabeth he loves you

Can you actually hear a heart beating when cuddling? That would be so weirdly cool...so can you?

if your head is on their chest over their heart then yes you can hear it beating

When are you supposed to apply for college? Junior, senior year?

lol senior year. I applied to one in November 2020, two in December 2020, and then 10 in January 2021 (and got accepted to four, one of which is an Ivy League and the other is very well known in the medical field hehe)(I have yet to hear back from the other 9)

Driving with no destination is probably one of my dreams even though I'd get lost in the wilderness then die out there which isn't necessarily a bad thing but yeah

Is that actually how a highschool party is? If that's the case then I can forget about wanting that highschool experience

see above lol I am not the person to ask about high school parties. I’m usually studying writing or sleeping and have never touched alcohol in my life so

OMG SECOND EDITION IS- OH MY GOD I DIDNT KNOW THAT (When was this added into the game?)

I sure hope it wasn’t added to the game LOL

Yes Annabeth he wants to. And you do too so just come on!!!!!

And I'm back. God it's so beautiful. Definitely worth the wait!!

They can't fake date without actually dating which is probably why I love this trope so much

You are so so good and I am definitely going to reread this especially the parts with the parallels

Love you lots, Ms. jillian....(like in story lol I'm so funny)

love u lots❤️❤️thanks for this long message LOL

#asks

[happys-crazy-queen22]

Title: Killer In Disguise

Gif credit @jasonstodds.

Requested on wattpad.

Hope you all enjoy.

Happy Reading Dollies.

"Scott, idiot this is my sister Y/N". Derek introduced you to Stiles and Scott.

"Nice to meet you guys. Heard alot about you". You eyed Stiles who was awkwardly trying not to stare at you.

"So you're going to be going to our school"?

"Right".

"Um, do you know what classes you'll be taking"? Scott nervously rubbed the back on his neck.

"I dont know for sure yet. Derek hasnt went and got my schedule yet". You nudged your big brothers arm playfully.

"I'll get them. It's the weekend, I have other matters to attend". Derek sighed rolling his eyes. He maybe your big brother but you sometimes acted like your mom. Staying on him about things. He needed someone watching his back.

"You're right, I have to get ready for school anyways. Make sure I have everything so I'm going to go". You waved bye and left.

Derek crossed his arms growling at Scott and Stiles. "Dont even think about it".

"What'd we do"? Stiles asked innocently.

"I will rip you to shreads and bury pieces of you around town. Don't even think about". Derek warned them. Derek walked away and Scott shrugged his shoulders.

"Over protective". Stiles wrapped his arm around Scott and headed home.

Monday came, you were excited but also really nervous. Before living with Derek you were homeschooled so being in highschool was scary. Were you going to fit in or make a fool of yourself the first day? It was swimming in your head not to screw up or say something stupid.

As you walked in you saw Scott and Stokes at their locker, you went over to say hello.

"Y/N, hey". Stiles spotted you before you could say anything.

"Hey".

"So how's your first day going"? Scott asked as he slipped on his back pack.

"Good I guess. I aciddently bumped into a girl with red hair and she yelled at me but other than that its okay".

"You..you bumped into Lydia Martin? Did she smell nice? I bet she smelled nice". Stiles leaned against the locker with heart eyes coming out.

"He has a major crush on her. But she won't give him the time of day and plus shes dating Jackson".

"I didn't smell her. Sorry". You chuckled as Stiles started falling from the lockers. 

"What class you got next"?

"Math".

"Hey, me too". Scott grinned.

"Great, you can show me where its at".

"See ya Stiles". You and Scott both said as Stiles jumped up acting like nothing happened and walked off.

During math class you were actually paying attention and surprisingly knowing what the teacher was talking about until you looked out of the corner of your eye and saw Lydias head tilted your way and her filing her nails as she watched you.

Yeah, she hated you. First day and already made a enemy. Great.

You tried to ignore her but she threw something at you. You didnt turn around but you could hear giggling and chuckling.

She kept doing it when the teachers back was turned. You were starting to get angry. Your knuckles started growing white as you gripped the desk. The wood started to split. Pulling your hand back you saw your nails had grown at least two inches, your hands started growing hair. Oh god, this was not happening in the middle of class.

Scott looked up from his book and saw you were freaking out trying to hide your hands in your jacket. But he noticed your teeth and your eyes. They were a amber color.

"Sppt. Y/N". Scott tried to get your attention.

You couldn't control it. You had to get out before you exploded.

Not even bothering to get the teachers permission you bolted out the door. The teacher protested. "Where is she going"?

"I think she had to take her medicine". Scott tried to cover.

"Was she okay"?

"I'll go check". Scott rushed out the door, looking down the hall he saw you stagger into a bathroom.

He carefully walked into the bathroom. "Y/N? You okay"?

Scott heard growling coming from the last stall. "I know what you're going through. Come out and we can sort this out".

Gulping you opened the door. There you stood, all wolf like. You couldnt believe it. Derek and you thought the werewolf gene skipped you. You showed no signs of werewolf.

"What the hell is happening"?

"You've unleashed the werewolf". Scott chuckled.

"Not funny. How do I make it go away"?

"What made you mad"?

"Lydia. She was throwing paper balls at me. I just want to rip her head off". You growled loudly.

"Okay. Calm down. You cant be this in school".

"I can't. I dont know how". You started to panic.

Scott thought of what Stiles did when he went all wolfie. He sprayed him with a fire extinguisher. But he didn't want to do that to you.

"I'm going to try something just dont kill me". Scott stepped closer to you until you were between him and the wall. He leaned in and kissed your lips. At first it wasnt working then something in you relaxed. Soon your arms were around his neck and not hairy anymore.

You pulled back. "It works. Holy crap it worked". You squealed kissing him again.  Scott stood there happy with himself.

"Thanks Scott. You saved Lydia".

Scott laughed.

"Okay, you saved me too".

"No problem. If this happens again I'm here".

"I'll keep that in mind". You giggle. "What did you tell the teacher"?

"That you had to get your medicine".

"What? Now everyone's going to think I'm crazy". You huffed with a shake of your head.

"Well. I think Lyida has already told everyone that".

"I'm going to kill her". You growled. Scott stepped in front of you.

"Kidding. Gee, I cant joke around"?

"Not when you're a freshly new werewolf that can't control your anger you can't".

"Okay. We better get back to class". You walked out before Scott and made sure it clear for him to come out.

After school and your little episode all you wanted to do was go home and forget the day. But apparently your wolf self had other ideas. The woods were right in your sight and you had to go in. You strapped on your back pack and sprinted off inside. Leaving the human world and going into something that you had no control over.

"Scott, theres a body". Stiles poked his head threw Scotts window.

"Yeah, I know. It was a werewolf".

"Wait, how do you know that"?

"Y/N. She turned today in class. She was going to attack Lydia".

Stiles fell on the bed. "What? Y/Ns a werewolf? I thought the gene skipped her? She was the normal one".

"Sorry Stiles but you're back in that role". Scott chuckled when Stiles started pouting.

"What are we going to do? She cant go around killing people. Especially not Lydia".

"We need to find her". Scott hopped out his window. Stiles went to the window panting.

"I'll take the stairs".

While Scott and Stiles creeped through the woods, Scott got a wiff of a scent near. He put up his guard and pushed Stiles behind him.

"She's here".

"Where? It's literally pitch black. Oh right wolf senses".

"Scott"? You came into the little moon light that was peaking through the trees.

"What are you doing"?

"I don't know. I remember going home from school and the woods but after that there's nothing".

"You killed someone".

"I did? No I didnt". You shook your head with disbelief.

"Why are you covered in blood"?

You looked down at your clothes, blood and hair covered them. Your mouth had blood and your hands. 

"Who was it"?

"A local criminal". Stiles spoke up from behind Scott.

"So it wasn't Lydia"?

"No why"?

"I dreamt that I killed her".

"You were blinded by the wolf rage. I'll call Derek to come get you". Scott pulled out his phone and called Derek. Stiles walked over to you, picking off hairs.

"Scott"?

"What"? He asked looking from his phone.

"Um deer hairs. Not human".

"What"? Scott walked over and examed you.

"You're not the scent that was on the body. How"?

"So I didn't kill anyone"?

"It seems to be your lucky day". Stiles patted your back making you growl. He quickly took his hands off you.

"You really need to work on the anger". Derek said coming out of the dark.

"Yeah, I know. Only Scott can calm me down".

"Really now? What do you do to calm my little sister there Scott"? Derek crossed his leather covered arms.

"Um..um..nothing". Scott stuttered.

"He kissed her". Stiles squealed on his friend.

"Stiles". Scott scoffed.

"What did I tell you"?

"Now is not the time for that. I'm either a killer or not". You talked over them.

"You're not". Scott and Derek both said.

"She could be". Stiles pulled off a chunk of hair and looked like skin.

"Alright. This is whats happening. No one talks about this again. My sister is not a killer". Derek grabbed your wrist and started walking off.

"Then she needs to control her anger. We cant have her killing people". Scott walked forward.

"I can control her". Derek growled.

"Not your way. I can do it with out hurting her".

"Kissing is not going to keep working".

"It may".

Derek looked at you then at Scott.  "Alright we'll try it your way. If she kills anyone you're taking the fall for it".

"Okay. I'll take care of her".

"Fine. We'll see you tomorrow". Derek pulled you along with him disappearing in the night.

"You just said you'll babysit a werewolf that cant control her anger? Are you crazy"?

"Maybe. But I have you and you've been there for me. So I need to be there for her". Stiles smiled as he hugged Scott.

"I love you man".

"Get off".

Scott and Stiles went home planning out on how they'll keep you calm. Well Scott has his plan, that he'll enjoy alot. Stiles was still worried. You were more angrier than Scott was.

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[mrfutureboy]

I would like to know when you started drawing and where your passion for fanart started 😊

Oh FUCK dude i did not see this i’m so fucking sorry this is so late 😭 damn you, tumblr, for not fucking notifying me!! Anyway buckle up this is gonna be much longer than you asked for <3

Honestly ive kinda been drawing all my life! I hope that doesnt sound dumb cuz obviously almost everyone drew pictures when they were kids, but i know that it’s been a consistent hobby for me since i was little. By the time i was in 3rd grade I was hoarding notebooks to draw in. Cuz that’s something fun about me: i had a real huge habit of drawing in things that werent sketchbooks. Through middle school and beyond I did buy/receive sketchbooks, but I started out with various kinds of notebooks. One I had from like 2nd grade was like a hardcover, stationary-type notebook that I drew cats in lol, and I have 2 velvet lisa frank notebooks from 3rd grade. In high school and college I had a really bad habit of drawing in the margins on my notes and on handouts the teacher/professor would give. Those classes where the prof just prints out all the notes beforehand and gives them to you to follow along? Oh man, I spent so many classes barely listening while I drew on them! I also used to draw on my physics homework and tests and sometimes I even got extra credit for them (thank you jeff :D). I actually have a folder of various drawings I’ve kept from that 8yr time period and a lot of them are on classwork 😂

Obviously, I’ve been doing a lot of digital art lately, which I’m sure is what u were more curious about rather than the shit about drawing on my homework. I got a surface pro as a graduation gift in 2016 bc prior to that i had a wacom tablet and a janky ass laptop, so the gift was kinda a 2-in-1: i can do schoolwork AND art easily! i like digital art a lot and honestly im still learning new things abt it every time i draw. I use Leonardo currently (i’ll skip that story) but I started out doing digital art on sketchfu WITHOUT the wacom tablet in maaaaybe 2012??? 2011??? does anyone on this site remember sketchfu? Honestly couldnt even tell u how i found that site hahah the internet was just full of wonders back in the day. RIP sketchfu. Once i got the tablet tho some time later i used sketchfu still (i think) but also gimp and krita i believe.

Oh i suppose I should mention that i took art all four years of highschool and also minored in it in college! So it’s something i did academically as well as for fun. I keep thinking about going to art school for realsies but idk. I’m already $$$ in debt from my first degree i dont feel like adding to that 😅😓

Ok now for the second part of your question: I’ve also pretty much always done fan art! Ive never really been one for OC’s, EXCEPT for the self-insert superhero double life “comics” i wrote about a poodle named Sassy when i was in third grade. And then the knock off “comics” i wrote at a later time which honestly it was weird that i did a knock off of my own thing rather than just adding them to the original or making it a spin off with at least one of the og characters. Cuz it wasnt a spin off!! But anyway there wasnt really much to any of these characters; i just needed vessels to get my weird ideas out.

So anyway yeah most of what ive ever drawn has been fan art or self portraits, because its just easier for me to take characters that already exist and bend them to my will (artistically). Well excluding art assignments in school i guess because i would usually have to draw something specific and therefore not something self indulgent. But yeah ive drawn for lots of fandoms like the earliest i remember is warrior cats. Then theres things like pokemon and warriors and random other books i read thru middle school (i used to read a LOT but now im practically illiterate); spn, sherlock, and marvel through high school; and then marvel and bttf thru the end of hs and beyond. Idk i also have always loved looking at other peoples fan art and so im like “shit i wanna do that too!”. Tho i will say marvel was my biggest fandom and the one i had the longest interest in, so that was probably where the passion REALLY came from cuz I was drawing marvel stuff for such a long time (tho not posting shdjsk u have to trust me), but ive been doing fan art forever :)

(Of course, a lot of the fan art i was making prior to recently was drawn in lined notebooks or on homework sheets or what have you, and I wasn’t posting really any of it, but i was still making it and a good chunk of it still exists. Oh i should also mention most of it was with pencils or ballpoint pens like i wasnt doing anything too fancy. There was some digital art in the highschool-college time frame but it also really wasnt…much. Honestly i barely posted any of it here but I know some of it’s on deviantart)

I cant pinpoint the exact time I started getting more “serious” about my art in general, but i know the first pandemic lockdown gave me more free time and i was less stressed about schoolwork so i just kinda had a good outlet. (Tho i will say that prior, I had been in a life drawing club for a short while, and i had also been working on a personal sketchbook project that had me pretty ~inspired~ to do art. Also i watched twin peaks around this time and it inspired a lot of Feelings and i was making funky collages and other art pieced that were sometimes related to that. Some of those are on deviantart)

Honestly I think the Big thing with my digital art was coincidentally getting back into BTTF the summer of the 35th anniversary bc the fandom here was THRIVING and i was like “oh shit wait i want to contribute!” But as i kept drawing i kept wanting to improve and that leads us to right now where im constantly trying new things (whether subtle or obvious) and challenging myself to do full body drawings with different poses, and doing screencap redraws and what have you for various reasons (backgrounds, proportions, pose, etc)

So yeah :) Basically I’ve been doing fan art forever (I didnt even get into all the mediums ive tried but that’s another conversation bc this is already so long and convoluted) and it’s kinda coincidental that ive suddenly really gotten back into it and have improved dramatically in such a short time. Thank you so much @rovermcfly for the ask and again im really sorry you had to wait so long for a response! Stupid tumblr

#rovermcfly #signed sealed delivered #THANK U SM I HOPE U ENJOY KY RAMBLING :) #id love to ramble more if theres anything else u’d like to hear about my art journey :) bc i know this is all over the place lmfao #i will say some periods of life were a bit more inspired than others and thats bc i like will not draw if im too stressed #bc likely if im too stressed im too tired. see: a few weeks ago when that job was draining my life force

[ihyperfixatedtoohard]

We had an AI write fanfiction for us.

TW: Bodily functions (Ie: expelling a certain thing from your ass), referring to Geralt somewhat femininely I guess???, Sexual content, Jaskier is referred to as Geralt's grandmother... so suede incest????? WAIT! I JUST WENT BACK AND READ IT AND JASKIER IS ACTUALLY RELATED TO HIM! HE'S HIS AUNT AND GRANDMA!

The Witcher : The Secret of the pillow

by Serenity Darkmoon Raven

A/N: All my story's take place in a alternate reality where the characters act this way.

---

A little Later, White Wolf was taking a shit.

He was having trouble though.

It felt like days passed and still no sign of release.

"Help..Errrr... ahhhh! Christ! when is this epic poo gonna pass!?" The Butcher of Blavikan exclaimed, His face wincing with effort.

He made every effort in his little boy body to expel this demon thing from his womanly back side.

Just as The Butcher of Blavikan was going in for another push..

Without warning the bathroom door suddenly burst open unexpectedly. Ahhhh!

"Well hello...White Wolf" a seductive noise whispered from the doorway.

A shadowy person stood leaning against the door frame. His deep, sensual voice which The Witcher knew immediately. His mind began racing and a nervous sweat began pouring from his face and groinal area.

"The Human... is that you? wha- what are you still doing awake...?"

He appeared in nothing but a towel, seemingly ready to take a steamy shower.

However He couldn't with Geralt of Rivia near by....they were like family now.The Human was like His grandma.

Any sane person would never allow their own grandma to see them in the nude. Right? RIGHT!!?! SHIT!"

"Oh I felt dirty from masturbating all day...ya ever feel dirty Geralt of Rivia?"

"Y-Yes, I mean NO! NO! NO! Never" Geralt of Rivia shrieked, He became so immensely worked up he cleaned his colon clear of the demon feces that had been clogging it. His voice also cracked like he was 13 again, but in comparison to the loud flatulence he just unleashed, who cares? The Bard heard though, and giggled like a adorable baby girl laugh. It sent tingles all up The Butcher of Blavikan's spine.

"Oh you've always been the shy one in the family, The Butcher of Blavikan..."

Geralt was not shy, at all. He defeated The Wild Hunt and blew up Her evil machines for Christ's sake! and now he suddenly found himself speechless. Was He going to see his metaphorical grandma literally naked? Little did he know, that was merely a choclate source on the banana split of love that was to come.

"..the shy and excitable one." said The Bardling finishing the sentence with a sly smile.

"Wh-what the..." and before White Wolf could send the third word out of His mouth..

..The Bard's towel dropped to the floor,setting his swingy bits free into the mist of the shower.

Geralt of Rivia noticed everything on him instantly. His soft butt,his magically gravity-defying middle leg and the tiny thingy colored birth mark on his butt, which made Him feel funny...as He had one there too.

Still, the sight of his near perfect body caused White Wolf's penis to become very hard. It stood erect and proud, pointing straight towards the mighty heavens.

"hehe oh my Geralt of Rivia...you're more impressive than I thought."

"uh... ye-yeah, th-thaaanks Jaskier, you're cute too." THIS IS SO WRONG! It raced through his head at lightning speed. But the beautiful, wet, soapy body that stood before him spoke otherwise. Him shapely body was everything Geralt of Rivia could want in something to wank to. Yet did family like relationship matter?..

...

...

NAAAAAH!!

But just as The Butcher of Blavikan was commiting. Commiting to a path that they couldn't go back from.

Geralt burst into the toilet!

"What are you too upto?"

"Err..nothing" said Geralt as he causally slipped his pants back on.

The Bard, who The Witcher didnt notice, picked up his towel and backed out slowly.

"Really?"

"I was just having a shit...see?" Geralt of Rivia gestured to his shit.

"Oh, thats a shit all right! One hell of a shit!

Ok, if your done we better go"

So White Wolf put his other pants on and left. He had a serious case of blue balls, but at least his anus didnt feel so bad now.

As he walked out The Human whispered one word. A word fall of hope.

"Later"

The Witcher Giggled.

Fortunately, their traveling companion was as oblivious as ever, and didn't notice.

---

A long long time ago, the legendary Ciri was forged....

Jaskier winked at The Butcher of Blavikan when no one else was looking.

"Later" he mouthed at him silently so no one could hear.

---

This is a story about how Jaskier, and Triss all first met. It takes place in Rivia Highschool before all the events, incidents and happenings happened..

In this story is a jock, Geralt of Rivia is a dork and Yennefer is the school pet.

We join our bros as they first check their school timetables.

"Who are you guys anyway?"

"Yo yo yo I am " said , pretending to be cool.

"Yo yo yo I am The Wild Hunt" said The Wild Hunt, who was actually really cool!

"Our next class is next" said The Raven haired Witch.

"I noticed. We should go together." said Geralt of Rivia.

So they did.

When they got to class they went in and went to their chairs.

The chairs were hard and made from wood. Probably hard wood.

They sat down on their chairs (different ones).

At that moment The Wild Hunt came into the class room.

"omg! look its The Wild Hunt " said Yennefer.

"Welcome class" said the teacher.The teacher was sexy, btw. All the teachers were sexy.

"Your first class, ever, is design and technology. So open your books to page 86 and start learning."

Geralt started learning intensely. His mind was filled with Design And Technology.

was actually trying to learn stuff, but failing because they sucked hard.

The Wild Hunt looked like they were studying, but Geralt knew they was clearly just faking it. Probably cheating. Yes, her was cheating at learning.

"Stop cheating!" said Geralt

"Screw you!" said The Wild Hunt

Teacher turned around sexily.

"Who said that?"

"Geralt and The Wild Hunt did!" said , who was keen to grass people up. Because sucks.

"This is my final warning you two!" said Teacher.

Geralt went back to his business studies book to continue learning.

The Wild Hunt, however, had other evil plans.

From her desk she got out a plastic straw. She winked evily at The Witcher....

....and then blew a rolled up bit of paper at the teacher!

"ahh!" said the Teacher.

"Ok, thats it! The Wild Hunt and The Butcher of Blavikan goto the principles office right now!"

"but..."

"Now"

The Wild Hunt cackled as she went out the room. Geralt of Rivia followed depressively.

"Its not fair, you did it"

"life's not fair you pipsqueak"

After a unpleasant walk, they arrived at the principles principle office.

---

Later, The Witcher and The Bardling were alone again.

"Its Later" said The Bard, pulling Geralt of Rivia towards the bathroom.

"But what about the others?"

"I'll just tell them you are helping me shower. They wont suspect a thing"

"True. They are all idiots"

Then, suddenly, The Bard was naked. White Wolf wondered how He did that. He must have been nearly naked this whole time!

The shower turned on...

..The Witcher was already.

Jaskier lathered up good and fine. The soap dripped off His body at a seductively slow pace. Geralt could not contain the powerful urge of excitement that raced through His veins.

The alluring look of his nudie comrade became too much for him to fathom and his erect penis launched a mighty wad of semen directly onto Geralt of Rivia's eye.

There The Witcher sat, His pink panties pulled quickly down at his ankles, on a toilet full of poop with His bodly fluids on full display, eyes bulging from His face.

The Bard giggled as Geralt of Rivia's dignity shriveled and died, but Geralt of Rivia had always enjoyed that delightful snicker, even after He found out He was His own flesh and blood.

"Well...wh-what do we do now?" The Witcher said, desperately trying to sound suave.

"It. We do it."

"it?"

"yes. it"

"we do it?"

"yes"

"oh"

...and with that The Human jumped on The Butcher of Blavikan. What little remained of their clothes plopped of quickly. Some fell in the toilet.

"um... lets g-get you outta my toil-dreams and into my bed." White Wolf stuttered, desperately trying to be slick, yet he knew it was hopeless to be suave on the shitter.

The Human hopped gleefully out of the shower, the soap continued pouring from His shapely body.Geralt of Rivia stood up from the toilet, His naughty bits proudly waving about and His pants still down around His ankles. He hurried to chase His shapely body down.

He fell in the door way, tripping over His pants. He pulled His face up from the floor and gazed at The Bard, DANCING ON THE KITCHEN TABLE

The night wreaked of eroticisms...and White Wolf could see that it was going to be a all you can eat porkfest.

And it was!

The Bard was soon ridding Geralt like a pogo stick.

"Poke me! DEEPER! DEEPER! GODDAMNIT!"

"Oh God I'm going to hell!" Geralt of Rivia screamed.

Geralt still had his Hawaiian shirt on and The Human was dripping soapy water all over the bed.

His perky penis swung around, like a happy child on a moon bounce. UP UP DOWN DOWN LEFT RIGHT LEFT RIGHT!, Geralt of Rivia liked it. It was a big, beautiful thing that ached to be sucked on.

Geralt especially liked that from this angle He could not see the awkward birth mark on His ass cheek. Which was a relief. White Wolf wanted to be hard and strong where it counts for the person He had always thought of as His aunty.

"Oh Geralt!" He breathed heavily, deep and cavernous "is what we're doing wrong!?!?"

"OH GOD YES!!" He yelled back at His naked aunty.

"GOOD! YES! YES! YES! YES AUNTY!!!" The Bard screamed.

When it was over they cleaned themselves, the room and the nearby hut down.

It took awhile - fortunately they finished before any of their friends got back. So their little secret was safe...for now.

---

"Sit down" said the Principle.

They did so. Geralt wondered what would happen. There was plenty of witness's to what The Wild Hunt did. But would they dare tell?

"So, The Wild Hunt, I heard you did something rather naughty to Teacher"

"yes sir"

The Butcher of Blavikan breathed a sigh of relief. Good! The principle knows! The Wild Hunt must be going to get expelled! Wait...why did she admit it though?

"I had too Sir. You see.....Teacher was a spy!"

Geralt of Rivia and the Principle looked shocked.

"what?"

"yes sir, a spy"

The principle couldn't punish The Wild Hunt if he did that too a spy. That makes him a school hero! And no one could prove Teacher wasn't a spy!

"Ok The Wild Hunt you can go. "

Noooo! thought Geralt. She got away with it!

"You, The Witcher,however will have to have some detections. You have no excuse for what you did!"

Geralt was depressed. He lost this round it seems. But he knew for future reference that The Wild Hunt was evil. He knew they would fight again, and next time he would have to win!

-The Start

[littlebabycrybtch]

oh my god im sorry but i HATE reading analysis discourse so fuckgin much. its so annoying and unnecessary and cruel bc per usual ableists just Scream over everyone and manipulate the view by focusing on the wrong points. disrespect towards this issue is never gonna work and yall would get that if you actually listened to the way the (usually nd) people felt about it and why, but ur too busy mocking them so you look good for consuming the Proper Medias tm. i mean you literally have to know this isnt productive, yall keep going bc you get a kick out of laughing at ‘unintelligent’ people.

‘uu ur teachers didnt oppress u by making u read to kill a mockingbird instead of the hunger games” ok listen 1. media you dont personally care abt can still definitely hold depthful value and be analyzed. oh my god lmao. the people who prefer ~that kind~ of media arent stupid and dont prefer easy thinking, its your own fault for Not looking into it yourself and just assuming its worthless, literally judging a book by its cover. LITERALLY avoiding the analysis skills you claim to have by assuming anything you read in highschool = smart, valuable and anything mainstream = stupid and useless. most books inherently contain symbolism and morals, a lot of these people CAN understand it, theyre just criticizing the inaccessibility of the writing that was forced on them academically. the people analyzing those medias instead of your favs are still taking in lessons even if they prefer to do it in a different format, i mean for instance THG is literally about fucking classism and racism and war you dumb hypocritical tunnel vision bitch, young adult media usually has a Lot of real world parallels in it that very much pertains to how teens see the world, thats the literal POINT, just cuz ur too elitist and dont respect children enough doesnt mean some books are ‘too stupid’ to analyze with any real social value, and 2. A BOOK NOT BEING EXCITING... OR EASY TO UNDERSTAND... IS LITERALLY SMTH VALID TO CRITICIZE IN MANY CASES, ESPECIALLY IF YOU ARE GIVING IT TO CHILDREN.... if a kid says “this is boring/too long/uses words that i dont know, so i cant make any sense of it” that doesnt always mean theyre lazy or w/e, if its not a book made for kids (bc kids can understand mature themes but that doesnt. mean you can just throw all the other skills they arent experienced with yet at them, they still need writing tailored to them), Thats your first problem, but sometimes ur book is just fucking boring all together. a book can have as much symbolism as it wants, if its not there to open the mind and provide necessary depth, but to feel self important and make you feel self important for getting it, thats not a good book. and with books i do respect now like TKAM i remember outright saying, “i literally cannot read this and dont get it at all” at like 10 yrs old, and my teachers didnt do shit to explain it or help me or give me any skills at all, they were just like. :) keep trying!! according to your scores we know you can do it!!! so, i did not keep trying, i gave up, and i guarantee if it had been a few years later it would have been easier. if i had been given the opportunity to read stories with similar morals that were made for my age range that i WANTED to read, i guarantee i wouldve gotten so much more out of that. but i was literally DISALLOWED, bro if i grabbed a book that actually interested me, i was told i couldnt check it out at ALL unless it was in the ‘range’ i was assigned, which was college level since i was in 4th grade. so if you think i shouldve kept reading, im being unironic rn, you need to go get a degree, become a teacher, and if a kid or teen says to you what i said, sit them down and TEACH THEM without shame, and fight for better regulations of what reading levels can be pushed on what age groups. if lit analysis is this important to you, FUCKING TEACH IT PROPERLY, that is literally the ONLY REAL SOLUTION to the problem you have, NOT SHAMING the people who were ALREADY FAILED BY THE SYSTEM.

the problem is not ‘idiots think symbolism is stupid’ the problem has ALWAYS been ‘the education system is flawed and how and when children are taught certain skills is so corrupted and damaging, the children growing up with it cannot Help but struggle later in life, and your issue should be with the system”. like can i be real. learn how to Emotionally ~analyze~ posts from sad kids with mental illnesses saying smth as basic as “i wish i wasnt forced to read mature books as a child without any themes pertaining to me at all bc it hurt my already fragile motivations for learning :/” without your ass getting defensive over the classics. bitches stan ‘the door is red to symbolize anger’ but think thg is just a stupid dystopia love triangle book................ ur not even that smart like yall are just elitist like LITERALLY just elitist if you mock the values ppl see in other books and claim theyre too stupid to understand ~real books~. a fucking mickey mouse cartoon could hold the exact same moral lesson as a 1200 page novel written by a college professor of 30 years, like the Exact Same Conclusions CAN be drawn no matter how many words and analogies and metaphors are thrown on top!! for many those fancy details make it more enriching but its literally possible to get the same concepts from “EASIER” material, that is not Lesser it is ACCESSIBLE and it should be ENCOURAGED all the same. yall are gatekeeping and its stupid, if you actually want ppl to analyze media then you’d applaud how they analyze their passions even when you dont share it, not shame them for struggling with understanding other stories. this rly boils down to either ‘i hate ppls preferences and wanna make them feel stupid’ OR the ever so lovely ‘i hate whiny disabled ppl and kids who were pressured to the point of burnout, and wanna make them feel stupid’. its fucking exhausting. idc how you guys feel, you talk to hear yourselves talk and its all just talk and nothing helpful, your disrespect doesnt work bc its an echo of the root problem. for gods sake shut up already lmao

[witchcraft-in-wonderland]

Intentions (Pt.2)

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Logan eventually decided to take refuge in the library. If anything in this town would give him information, surely it was there, right?

Or at least that's what he thought. Two hours of reading and still he hadn't made any progress.

"Having trouble?" Said a voice behind him. Logan turned around, in front of him was a man with a hat, sunglasses, and a scarf. There was a small amount of brown hair poking out from the hat.

"No, just studying," Logan replied, hand over the newspapers.

"Oh, are you a criminology major?" Said the man.

"No, highschool freshman, and besides theres way to many options for me to narrow it down now," Logan replied.

"Ah, just curious then?" There was a hint of a smile under the scarf.

"Yeah, I suppose I am," said Logan.

"Well, might not want to dig to deep," the man moved his scarf away from his mouth, revealing large fangs at the front of it, "you might not like what you find," and with that he left. Logan felt his stomach drop.

He walked home an hour or so before sunset, Virgil was setting fairy lights up across the roof.

"Hey Lo! Remy's working on dinner, should be done in a half-hour or so," said Virgil, smiling.

"Ok, anything I can help with?" Logan asked.

"I'm all good out here, Remy might not mind someone to chat with though," said Virgil. Logan walked inside and into the kitchen.

"Have a nice library trip?" Remy asked, Logan could swear he saw a glint behind Remy's sunglasses.

"Not really, everything about this move just seems. . . Off," said Logan. Remy paused what he was doing and turned to him.

"What about it?" Remy said, tilting his head.

"Well everything I've researched is all murders and disappearances and- some of it just sounds way to similar to what happened to mom and dad," Logan mumbled.

Remy gave him a sympathetic look, "Listen Lo, I can't tell you everything, but I promise we're going to be fine, your family goes way back in this place, why do you think the contractor let us in so easy?" Said Remy. Logan stood there for a moment, thinking.

"So you promise you and Virgil arent going to get taken away to?" Logan said, half pleading.

"I promise, even as tiny as he is nothing's going to get Virgil," Remy said. Logan laughed slightly, a smile crossing back on his face.

"Now you go hang out in your room for a bit while I finish dinner," Remy ruffled Logan's hair and spun on his heel to walk back into the kitchen. Logan ran off and lay across his bed, snatching a book off the shelf next to it and propping it open on the pillows.

Dinner was as usual, a very social affair. With Remy making jokes every few seconds and Virgil holding his hand in front of his mouth to keep from laughing. Though Logan was still distracted by his thoughts.

"Logan? Are you alright?" Virgil said, concern etched into his face.

"Hm? Oh- yeah, I'm fine," Logan responded, smiling.

"Hes worried about the move," Remy said casually, popping another carrot in his mouth.

"Awe Logan! I told you it's fine, it's those articles that you've been reading isnt it? Most of them are old, I promise we're ok," Virgil said.

Logan moved the food on his plate around with his fork, shrugging slightly.

He didnt sleep that night, everything seemed to loud and scary. Then he heard a knock on the window. He walked over and opened it slightly, and there, hanging out of the window with his arms crossed on the sill, was Remus.

"Remus what are you-" Remus held a hand up to Logan's mouth before he could finish talking.

"Shh, I wanna talk to you," Remus said, grinning. His teeth glinted in the soft light of Logan's room.

"About?" Logan said, raising an eyebrow.

"Do you want to go somewhere more private?" Remus said, grin widening. Logan went slightly red in the face, but nodded. Within seconds he was under Remus' arm, being held to his chest as he fled off into the woods.

They stopped near the edge of a hill, crescent moon so close Logan felt as if he could reach out and touch it.

"Its gorgeous isnt it?" Said Remus, smiling at him. Logan merely nodded, mesmerised.

"Sorry for running out on you on our first meeting, can't exactly afford to get caught, and the chase is one of the best parts of my day," said Remus, still grinning.

"It's ok, we're here now arent we?" Logan smiled at him.

Remus paused for a second, admiration in his eyes "Yeah, I guess we are," he said.

Remus and Logan sat there for a while, Logan leaning against Remus' chest, Remus rubbing circles in Logan's lower back.

"We should probably get home," Logan said, a hint of hesitation in his voice.

"Yeah, I guess so," Remus said sadly, he stood up and swept Logan into his arms.

They sat at the window for just a bit longer, Remus staring into Logan's eyes and Logan talking about something he'd read in his astrology book.

"Well, I'll see you again later," Remus said, placing a kiss on Logan's cheek before he let go of the window sill and fled into the woods.

"So I guess you made a friend huh?" Logan froze.

"Relax Logan I'm not mad," Remy laughed.

"So how'd it go?" Remy said, closing the window and sitting next to Logan.

"Well, he seems nice," Logan said, smiling. He fidgeting with the hem of his t-shirt, face still coated in blush.

"That's good," said Remy.

Remy said his good nights and ruffled Logan's hair before finally leaving the room. Logan sat for a while, still taking in what had happened, before finally going to sleep at three in the morning.

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