#oooh this gif is funky

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hey I have a possibly another, better..? idea👀 it's a Slenderbeing reader! but they like to travel the world, a LOT. and usually in their human form. but they are so in depth with their magic's capabilities it's almost near impossible to detect any magic sauce from them, it's like they are truly a regular human being. until they reveal themselves and give everyone a heart attack😂

The slender reader is also like a runt, they hate the height difference compared to average Slenderbeings, but low-key likes the attention :P

Any characters! Have fun n take your time!! :D

Various characters with a slender-being reader!

Again so so so so sorry for taking so long to get to this :(

I've kinda been mostly checked out mentally this week and the past 4 days spiderverse has taken over my brain and

Sobs

Anyways! Most of these are platonic leaning, but that's mostly because I couldn't think of anything explicitly romantic <\3 these also may be

Short since I'm kinda

Dry brain

No gifs for each character since it lags my phone and I ain't dealing with that rn <\\3

Slenderman:

Head tilt

Of course he knew he and his brothers weren't the only slender-like.. beings in this world

But he didnt expect to see another (that wasnt splendor or trender) enter his woods... that and he also. Never really left his woods save for a few occasions.. never really met another creature like him outside family

Huh

Hes curious, of course! He himself can only talk so much about his day to day life, being more or less binded to his forest.. so hes willing to let you talk his non existent ears off

Likes making crafts for you that remind him of your stories

Doesnt particularly favor one form over the other; though with that said he almost offed you when you first waltzed in, disguised as a human

Makes him realize he... doesn't know how to do that..

Splendorman:

Oooh how cute! You're so tiny!

On the flip side, hes met dozens of slender-beings, due to him bouncing around just about everywhere

Doesnt make fun of your height, bullying isnt cool!!

You both exchange stories about places you've been and things you've done

Sits down and looks at you with so much interest when its your turn to speak

Finds both of your forms adorable

Laughing Jack

"I didn't even know they made them this size!"

Ljs already a little shit, but hes going to be even more of a little shit around you being a runt

He'll try not to take it too far, but hes definitely got a problem with his filter

Due to him being bound to his box and being passed around Lj only has so much experience with different kinds of people

So even though he'll crack jokes and interrupt, he's willing to listen to a story or two

You can still be taller than him and he'll still tease about your runt status <\3

Eyeless Jack

"Oh.. huh.. you're like.. that one guy,"

In my au he lives in the same woods as slenderman but they hardly interact and when they do it's barely civil

Both are very possessive of their areas so... yeah

Asides slender you're the only slender-being hes met; he wont even know you're a runt unless you bring it up

If you do he'll just

Not care, I mean hes short too so??

Has a weird.. vicarious thing going on with your story

Hes condemned himself to being a hermit due to his curse, so he ends up naturally.. doing that with your stories and makes small suggestions on where you should go next

What having your normal life snatched away does to a mf

Masky & Hoodie

"Mini boss?" "Mini boss"/j

Masky is.. well my take on him hes a little.. funky.. bro is likely watching you from a distance and not really.

Interacting

Kinda freaks out when you reveal your true form

Hoodie is a little more tame and open than masky, kinda just

Signs and asks questions but he isnt too social

"Why are you so short??"/j

Honestly I feel like these two would take a long time to warm up; they're already distant enough with slender

Idk, I really dont have any ideas for these two 💔😔☝️

#creepypasta x you #creepypasta x reader #slenderman x reader #splendorman x reader #laughing jack x reader #eyeless jack x reader #masky x reader #hoodie x reader

[kowtownart]

Now I gotta return the favor of asking (for reasons). What are your top 5 fave animals/creatures?

Hehehe! Oooh that's a tough one, but i'm sure i can come up with five! (not in any order tho)

Cats! More specifically orange ones, they're usually a lot more goofy than other cats (using my boy as a prime example)

Dumbo Octopus!!! They're so cuuute! They have lil flap-flaps on their heads :'3

Possums! I don't see them very often, but i love those lil guys! America's only marsupial, so that makes them really cool! Plus they have a :V face and i think that's cute

Then we've got fireflies (Lightning bugs)!!! I've loved fireflies since i was little, one of the few bugs i'd actually go out of my way to catch hehehe. They're so cute! One of the best things to see on a summer night is a whole field of them lighting up, it's so pretty :3

Wait, creatures too!!! OOoooh, lemme add one that i have a fondness for,,,,, Mothman!!! Love that funky man-bug :3 He's so dang cool!

#magnus-opus #this one was a long one! #(wouldve put dogs on here too but judging by my sona; thats pretty obvious lmao) #cw bugs #gifs #gif warning #had to actually sit down and think about these lol #my mind goes blank whenever i'm asked about my favorite anything #but this was fun! #Thanks bestieeeee #long post #thanks for the question!

[juneviews]

can you tell me your favorite outfit of your fav characters played by off

oooh, sadly I don't have all of my saved shows with me in thailand :( so I'll only do a couple:

khai & that rainbow sweater (that I'll still buy one day idc)

sean & that emerald green jacket

por & that funky ass jacket (that I’m 99% sure belongs to off irl)

thawin & any fucking suit, but especially the navy one in the umbrella scene

xxx

#answers #off jumpol #theory of love #not me #not me the series #wolf the series #girl 2k

[vexx-the-egg]

1-5 for JOJO!

1.)Fave Jojo?

Oooh thats a hard one, I absolutely have season-itus where I instantly fall in love with whoever becomes mc at the time. But I had to pick Id def say Jolyne and Josuke. Jolyn is an obiouse queen and Josuke is a sweety. The mix of laid-back attitude/ daddy issues and the drive to fuck up anyone who hurts their friends is great!!! Joseph gets an honorable mention for being a goofy cutie. (and his perky old man booty is alarming and alluring...)

2.) Fave part?

Part 4 hands down! I cried like a baby in the season finale. I'm a big sucker for stories where communities rise up for the greater good to protect each other. Plus it's a murder mystery with a town full of big old weirdos whoooohooo!

Part 5 also ,specifically because it came out when someone very close and dear to me had passed away. It helped me through a large part of that grief and anger. And it was my first time being able to connect with the greater Jojo community as an anime was coming out.

3.)Fave anime opening?

OH GOD CAN I EVEN PICK!!!

So No ChinoSadame just an absolute stunning op. and the dramatic soap opera are a jojo staple.

BLOODY STORM- If you held a gun to my head and told me to find a single bad thing about this op, I would simply deep throat your gun. I know all the lyrics to this song. If someday I forget my own name I know for a fact I will still be able to yell the lyrics while dancing around my kitchen.

End of the world- THE FUCKING FORESHADOWING IN THIS OP ALONE. Every time I watch this op i FEEL SO ALIVE. Its heart breaking and wild and reminds me just how fun and crazy p3 was. also it makes me sad :')

great days- there's so much free funky energy in that op and the art direction is stunning. Plus seeing the town come alive while Kira holds the trigger button against them is so narratively satisfying!!

Traitors Requem-Whenever me and my friends have a bad day coming back from work this is the first song we play. RADIOS BLARING. all of us screaming our heads off. This song makes me feel like i could kick gods ass at 3:15 in a Dennys parking lot AND WIN.

STONE OCEAN (no no really that's the name). What more can i say... its hot girl shit!

4.) I'll save us some time. ALL OF THEM. LITERALLY ALL OF THEM. I had Round-about on my workout playlist bec it's like 8min long and rock is good for the soul (plus the Aztecan-like art visuals NUUT. ) Last ride home but if i try to explain why I will start crying uncontrollably. "Freek'n You" is a classic, even if the visuals are more laid back, only respect for the music that raised me.

5.) Fave Pose?

OH BABYE RULE of THUMB- IF ITS GAY- ITS MY FAVORITE.

this gay ass hip pose

why is he like this (why do i love him so much)

Extra Yukako bec i love her:

Thank u for the Ask! @starry-rayay If not stopped I could talk about this anime for the rest of my existance 💖✌🏼

#Ask #jojo #vexx the ghost #jojo is my life blood #i reserected to watch this anime .

[simplyshelbs16xoxo]

white boards and old cars for the asks :)

whiteboards: old book smell or new book smell? oooh that's tough. I don't think I really have a preference. New books are what i have most of, so if I had to pick, it would be that one. Though I love the scent of vintage lol! Also, it's weird, but my old books do not have a scent at all :/

old cars: what’s the most fun word you know? every word I know has disappeared from my vocabulary 😅 ummm flibbertigibbet, shenanigans, jiggery-pokery 🤣 there the first 3 that come to mind!

Thanks!

Funky Asks

#asks #theresawritesstuff

[kokomatdoroshi]

So this new Thai pop girl group just debuted called Mindy, their song Blow My Mind was a pretty funky pop song! I think you'd like it?? 🤔

oooh this one's got a lil kick to it! the bass, the bridge vocals, the tempo shifts. they ate!

thanks for looking out, bestie 💕

#asks #everlasting-beg

[punderton]

are people just afraid of silly funky girls i think that might be the case like oooh creepity spookity scary ritzy mall shopper makeup loving females ooooh boo jumpscare bwaaaaaa 

[photogirl894]

I bestow you the colors pink pink, funky orange, jwri purple and ice blue!

Aww thank you, anon!! 🥰🥰

Trust me, I'm not intimidating at all! Please, please dm me whenever you want! I'd love to chat 💜💜

I'd like to think I'm right about my blorbos from time to time 😜 haha

Oooh a blanket! Thank you!

Ask game !! which one am i?

[akumanoken]

Me when suddenly Ayato is slamming his hands on the table:

#not often he decides to demand the sex #but apparently this is one of those funky times #and I have things to do today too #Oooh boy

[kagehinataboke]

Do you mind if I ask your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime, books, movies or tv series)? Thanks....

oooh this is a tough one!!! i don’t mind but it took me a lot of thinking lmaoo and i can’t really put them in order either but here it is 💀

Uncle Iroh - atla

if you don’t like him you’re just,,,, an unhappy person i mean just look at this emotionally healthy man i wish he was my uncle too

Daisuke - balance: unlimited

i hate the rich but asdfghjkl he’s so FUNNY and for WHAT like this guy makes me laugh my ass off like the way he’s so rude all the time? mood

Seok-Hwan - okay madam

okay if y’all haven’t seen this GO. NOW. it’s probably the funniest and most heartwarming movie i’ve ever seen and i am in love with each and every character, but this man? best husband. best father. MVP

Kageyama - haikyuu

ya already KNOW, this man is my strongest kin and i will stand by him till i die

Monk - ghost hunt

best older brother loveable dummy in the world he’s number one in my heart forever 🥺

Odd - code lyoko

funky little dude, funky cat boy, we have all met a kid like this and he is the epitome of comedy

Hee-Yeol - midnight runners

this guy is literally the best dude bro i’ve ever seen, i can’t explain why he is my favorite but he is and if you watch the movie you’ll understand

Blackbeard - our flag means death

yeah so like most of the internet i am obsessed and i would give taika my firstborn child for a season two but anyway i can’t get over this man, he is. everything. i want to be him but also he is my grown adult man son

Ik-soo - akatsuki no yona

just look at him,,,, stupid baby man,,.., i don’t even need to explain

King Shark - the suicide squad

𝙗𝙞𝙧𝙙

#had to exclude a lot of shows were i had too many favorite characters rip #i have so many feelings about so many characters #avatar the last airbender #balance: unlimited #okay madam #Haikyuu #ghost hunt #code lyoko #midnight runners #our flag means death #akatsuki no yona #the suicide squad #fav characters

[eated-a-soap]

hiii can i ask for a stimboard/moodboard for koroks from the legend of zelda?? no pride flag unless u want to make it one<3

Oooh yeah sure! I love these funky guys!

🌱 🌰 🌱 | 🌼 🌰 🌼 | 🌱 🌰 🌱

#hands you a korok seed #green #brown #mine #hands #stim #stimmy #stimming #sensory #stimboard #stimboards #tloz #korok #koroks #legend of Zelda #botw #breath of the wild #tlozbotw

[riofann]

Redemption Ch. 3

Master List 

Redemption Chapter 2

“Welcome to Sweet Bakes! What can I get you?”  You greet as you were busy distracted with the boxes you were in the process of folding

“See there she is Valentina!”  the name catches your attention and you lookup to find Angel, Ez, and Valentina in your store 

“Oh hi!” 

“Hiii” Valentina waves

“What can I get you today?” 

“Go ahead” Angel nudges the young girl in front of you 

She steps forward, hands held together at the front “I just wanted to say thank you!” 

“Oh you’re welcome Valentina! Do you want a cupcake?”

She nodded excitedly “You gotta ask your dad first” “Dad can I?” 

Angel nods “Yea baby girl get whatever you want”

She walks up to the glass reading the names “Oooh chocolate and vanilla and cotton candy and strawberry and oreo!” 

“Is that it?” you ask as you see her eyes looking at the various other flavors

“Yea!” 

You place the cupcakes in the box and hand them to her “here you go on the house” 

“Oh nah I was gonna pay for them!” Angel says pulling out his wallet 

You shake your head and wave his hand away “I’m serious on the house!” 

“Valentina what do we say” 

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” she turns to Ez “Uncle Z look!” 

“It looks yummy, Miss Y/N is a nice lady huh?” Ez entertains her “Yea!” she grins 

You smile “Do you guys want any?”

“Shit shoot shoot” “Swear Jar Daddy” He playfully rolls his eyes “I know I know Let me get that dulce de leche and chocolate peanut butter” he turned to look at EZ “you sure you don’t want any bro?” 

Ez shakes his head holding his hands up “Nah I’m good” 

Angel scoffs “This guy health freak” 

“Says the man who can’t walk up a flight of steps!” Ez shoots back 

You giggle as you put the cupcakes into small package “Here you go Angel”

“Thanks” “I know it looks like we came to raid your stock but we are having a founders day party next weekend on Saturday  and we wanted to know if you could make us a cake” Angel says holding onto the box

“Oh yea sure!” 

“This we will pay for” Ez comments

You chuckle “Okay let me get my notepad” you state as you walk to the other side of the counter “Okay first how many people?” 

“Hundreds” Angel responds 

You look up “What is hundreds?” 

He shrugs “Like more than 100 people at least” 

“Wow big party” 

“Yea, that’s why you’re the woman for the job” 

You chuckle “Flavor?” 

“Bishop thought you could do half vanilla and half chocolate” Ez answers 

“Sure! Any special designs?” 

“Yea we want the Mayans Mc logo on it and the founding date 1954, with a map of Santo Padre in the background” 

“Okay” you write down the description 

“We also wanted cupcakes and those can be the flavors you have here” 

“Okay buttercream icing?” 

“Yes” you look at Valentina and see she is licking the icing off her fingers, you smile in return 

“Where am I dropping off the cake? Or are you coming to pick it up?” 

“Oh uh Bishop will call and give you instructions” Ez answers

“Okay sheet pan cake okay?” 

“Sheet pan?” Angel asks

“What does that mean?” Ez asks as well

“Sorry do you want the cake to be round or square or a funky shape?” 

Ez shrugs “You pick” 

“How many layers?” “Wow all of this goes into a cake?” You smile “You have no idea, so how many?” They both look at each other and shrug “Is two okay?” 

“Yea i guess” Ez answers

“Okay and any filling on the inside?” 

“Nah just icing” 

“Okay I think 2 full sheet pan cakes put together will work should be more than enough especially if you are going to have cupcakes and all.” They nod in agreement “How many cupcakes 2 dozen?” 

“Make it 3” Ez answers 

You nod and look at your paper making sure you got everything “Is that it?” 

“Yea just let us know how much” 

“Okay let me calculate”  you say as you type on your iPad “Okay the price is $740” 

“Cool we’ll let Bishop know” 

“Okay great. Let me know if there’s anything you want to add” 

“Cool” 

With that you watch as they walk away saying your goodbyes

You employ the help of Asher and Camila to help you with the large order. You found yourselves struggling to get the large cake in the back of the truck. 

“Whew that was hard!” Asher comments 

“Okay let me pull up Bishop’s number” you say typing it into your phone 

“Oh I know where the club house is!” Camila interjects 

Asher whips around and looks towards the back seat where she is sitting “How do you know young lady?” 

“Because Me and Coco” she begins to blush 

“Whattt spill right now!” Asher demands

“Well you know that's my beau” she answer smugly 

You smile as you drive to the location. You pass your house and Asher’s on the way, the drive is a 35 minute drive through windy roads till you come up to the gate

“Hey it's me we have the cake!” You say to Chucky who looks at you with hesitancy until he remembered the party today 

“Oh yes, let me open the gate!” 

“Pull up right there!” He instructs to the small opening between bikes 

You park the car in reverse and get out. There were already bikes filling up the space

“I can hold the door!” Chucky offers

“Thank you Chucky!” 

Asher’s hand slips “Oh shit!” 

You glare at him “Don’t drop it!” 

“I will not but you have to admit this cake is big and heavy” 

“Hush!” You scorn as you guys walk up the steps 

The commotion at the door draws Bishops and everyone else's attention, they all rush to you three  “Oh fuck why didn’t you call me we could have helped here let us take over!” they replace you and place it delicately on a table in the middle of the room 

You blow out a deep breath and look around the area taking in the decor at the club house

Asher walks back in with the cupcakes 

“You want to see?” You ask ask before you open the box

“Yes!” He turns to look around the club house “Yo! Come look at the cake!” he Feet scurry to where you were standing and you slowly lift up the box. “I hope you like it, you step aside to watch them take it all in. The cake was everything Ez had asked  you to do but more. You had added intricate details of Santo Padre and the road that led to the club house with motorcycles on the road with the Mayans Mc logo in the middle  along with the est. date on top and Southern California below. 

“Shit you are one talented woman!” Hank comments

“Do you like it?” you ask looking around 

“Hell yea!” Bishop says smiling 

“Glad” Asher hands you the cupcakes  “oh and the cupcakes, I made uh the cupcakes with motorcycles, leather jackets and helmets with different flavors” You say before opening one box. The leather jackets, helmets, and motorcycles sat on top of the icing. 

“This looks so good thank you, you out did yourself!” Bishop comments

“Oh you’re welcome, I have plates forks and cutting serving spoons in the bag,'' he smiled at you. “So Asher and I are gonna get going, Camila said” “I’m staying to party with Coco” She says as she kisses his cheek

There are few chuckles around the room watching Coco blush 

“Before you go”  Bishop pulled out his wallet “Ez told me 700 but here is 1100” 

“Oh no this is too much take back 400” you say going to remove money from the stack he gave you 

Bishop stops you “Nah i insist all this hard work you put in” 

“I really don’t mind its”

Asher takes it from you and puts in in his pocket “Thank you she appreciates it” 

You cut your eyes and turn to face Asher. Bishop chuckles bringing your attention back to him with a smile on your face “I hope you enjoy the cake and the party” 

“Why don’t you come join us?” 

“Oh I..” 

Camila abruptly leaves Coco’s side and wraps her arms around you and Asher “Yes! that would be perfect!” 

You look down “I have to go get ready” 

“Yea yea no problem party is just getting started” 

You look at Asher for confirmation 

“Yea him too come drink and be merry not working tonight are you?” Bishop asked 

You both shake your head

“Okay well I insist” 

You and Asher smile “Okay we will be back” Asher responds 

You both walk away 

“Are we really about to attend a biker gang party?” Asher asks as you turn on the key to start the car 

You turn to look at him just as confused “Yes?” 

“Really?” 

“I think if we don’t come it will look bad Bishop insisted” you stress the last part

“That he did” Asher nods rigidly 

“Okay let's hurry up and get back!” 

#Redemption EZ Reyes x You #Redemption EZxYou #ezekiel reyes #ez reyes

[kkulmoon]

ROOM 2020 | knj ✦ m

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : It's finally graduation! You have just earned your master’s degree, but it's 2020 and onsite graduation and celebration isn't an option. However, Namjoon still wants to make sure you celebrate and scream at the top of your lungs. And what better way to celebrate plenty than in room 2020?

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : Namjoon x Reader

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : smut, fluff

𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 : 18+

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 5.5k

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 : brief mention of airborne disease similar our current situation, alcohol, biting, unprotected sex (you better wrap it up!) , blindfolding, breast play, pussy slapping, a lil spanking, groping, cunnilingus, fingering, mushy and sappy fluffy behaviour is present (I just couldn't contain myself OKAY), slight edging. I think that’s it, pls let me know if i forgot to add anything :))

𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐛𝐲 : three lovely people, Angie @scvkjin​, Coralie @seakay05 (an editing queen!!!) and Bee @inkedxclouds​ (another editing queen!!!!!)

𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 : the talented Danica @dee-ehn​

𝐚/𝐧: i want to preface this by saying this is the FIRST smut I have ever written, so lowkey don’t know how to feel about what I just wrote. Anyways,,,, I want to give a big thanks to the person who went completely feral with me once I saw Joon during the 2020 graduation commencement, she and Joon are the reason I felt the need to write this, Danica love u babes 🤧💞. I also want to thank Bee, @j-sope​ @bangtiddies​ and @jeonggukingdom​, for being such amazing pillars of support, love u 💞. Other than that, enjoy I guess 💆‍♀️🤪

Namjoon has done it again. You are going into full overdrive, ears operating at their full capacity, in hopes of figuring out where exactly he's taking you. “Don’t wear any eye makeup.” That’s what he had requested through text the night before. A request that hasn’t manifested much in you, except for the sudden realisation that Namjoon usually does not care about your makeup habits. That should have been warning enough. But that was then and you’re here now. 

The roughness of Namjoon’s tie massages your eyelids as your body registers the gravitational drag before the ding sounds. If the swooshing doors and the slick card in your hand aren’t evidence enough, the sound lets you know that you’re indeed currently at a hotel. You jump slightly at the touch of his hands at the back of your head where the knot lies.

“Just checking; wouldn’t want you to peep.” The voice is sweet and the thrill it arises in you even sweeter. 

It’s summer time, graduation day and it would have been like any other day of celebration had it not been for the current state of the world. Everyone is faced with an airborne disease that threatens the livelihood of society and stifles everyone's plans for fun days lit by the never-ending golden rays. That’s your current reality and yet in the midst of all the uncertainty there are two sure facts: today, a Friday, you have just graduated and today, over 730 days since you let longing gazes turn infatuation into a relationship, Kim Namjoon loves you enough to have sat beside you to attend your streamed graduation ceremony. 

You’re left to walk alone, Namjoon trusting you enough to do so. You have just earned your masters in engineering and with honours at that, walking straight should not be a problem. It wouldn’t be one did you not have his looming breath caress your bare shoulders every time he shifts closer to you as if he is some bloodhound able to smell your state. The clacking of your sandals and the soft thud of Namjoon’s steps fills the air to let you know that he is walking a few steps behind you.

The day had started with a heretic phone call from your mother screaming at you for oversleeping on your graduation day. The wifi had been funky and you had spent a whole thirty minutes trying to build a stand with a proper height where you could prop your laptop. In the middle of all the chaos you had managed to spill water on your dress that Namjoon had to blow dry. You were left with a scorching thigh and to say the least, you felt crispy. The morning was chaotic but you wouldn’t have had it any other way. Well, except for the stand. It’s wobbling had given you too much anxiety. The prospect of your laptop plummeting to the floor in the middle of the stream to reveal the mess in your room made it very hard to focus on the ceremony. 

The only upside to the stream had been the fact it was much shorter than an usual graduation celebration. Before you knew it, you were required to give your speech as the class’s valedictorian. As creative as you consider yourself to be, you decided to not deviate from the usual template, starting with a sweet thank you, mentioning your countless hardships through ‘the most formative years of your life’, thanking your favourite professors and even managing to slip in a suggestive comment aimed at that man that has your heart, just to make him happy. 

“I would also like to thank Namjoon for all of his nightly motivation. I truly could not have come all this way without him,” you had said with a wide smile, squeezing his palm into your hand, not because you wanted to be affectionate but because it was heading south of your thighs into the moist valley between your legs.

Namjoon’s hand lands on your shoulder bringing you back to the present and you feel heat in its placement, what you don’t know is whether it is his hand or your body. You can’t help but quiver at his unseen touch of your arm, fingers tracing their way to your loose fist where they snatch the damp keycard away. 

The soft click of the electronic lock unlocks something in you. What in the heck did Namjoon have planned for you? Was this one of his few adventurous moments? You were the one who always suggested places to go and planned your activities not because he wouldn’t but because he couldn’t. Anytime he tried planning anything, something was missing. At first it was the picnic where he forgot the cutlery then it was the camping trip where he forgot to bring bug spray. So as excited as your body feels, your mind can’t help but be cautious.

You are kept waiting for something, anything. A soft push or maybe a calm order, but Namjoon gives you neither and yet you feel secure in continuing your walk. You are allowed a few steps forward before Namjoon makes you stop, once again. The door is shut with the same suspenseful click and all you can think is: Show time!

The room is quiet except for the soft whooshing of the ventilation. Only then do you take notice of the increased tempo of your breaths. You breathe in deeply, teeth munching on your bottom lip. The effects of your quiet calming ritual crumbles as soon as Namjoon closes the gap between the two of you, lips on your shoulders, hands holding on to yours as he engulfs you into a back hug. 

“Oooh,” you shiver, coiling into his chest. 

At first, there’s one kiss in the middle of your shoulder, followed by another at the crevice of your neck. Your stuttering breaths, encouraging him to give you a warm wet lick up your neck to your decorated earlobe. One that he bites as he grinds his hips into your clothed ass. “How are you feeling?” Namjoon asks fingers caressing your interlocked digits. All you can do is stretch your head back to come into contact with his shoulder and grind back onto his crotch in response. You feel great, better than great in fact, yet you know he is the only one able to make you feel you even better. 

“Come on babe, you are a big girl and you just graduated. Use your words with me.” He says, composed as always as his kisses travel up the side of your face to stop at your temple where you sense the slow but evident stretch of his lips. “You know how I’m feeling,” you whine.

It’s the chuckle, it’s the small consecutive rumbles of his chest and it's your undeniable devotion to him that makes you squirm in place, head shifting side to side on his shoulders, waiting for him to continue. His hands spread across the expanse of your stomach as he kneads at the flesh making you inhale in hope that he would reach lower. And lower he goes, palms spreading to touch your heat. 

“Yes, right there!” You hum in accordance with his action. 

“Here?” he inquires. You nod, head still back as you curve it to the side once Namjoon’s soft warning bite scrapes at the skin of your ear. “What did I say? Words, babe, words.” 

You reach your hand to place it on top of his, keeping it rooted in place, as you buck into the sweet roughness of the pad of his fingers. “Yes, Joon, right there.” You try to sound collected yet it all comes out in a pitched mewl. You bite down on your lips, the rhythmic stimulation of his hands inducing a steady rocking of your hips, small gasps rooting themselves at the top of your throat, mouth running dry from Namjoon’s sporadic choice to delve deeper between your thighs.  

”Hmmm, Joon. Please stop teasing,” you whine, inching your mouth with your tongue out towards him. Anything would do, you would take anything he wanted to give. His pulsating neck, his parted lips, his cool fingers, or his throbbing dick.

”I am just giving you some motivation,” he smirks alluding to your graduation speech. Your cringing expression humours him and you gasp, body growing tenser by the minute. You now know that it was all planned. He had been touchy all day, slipping a couple of stolen kisses and sneaky squeezes throughout the ceremony. You couldn’t manage to act right, your leg almost kicking the stand down. Your eyes should have been wet, not your pussy. His own innuendos didn’t go unnoticed. You were quite frankly overwhelmed. Namjoon was nasty but never that public about it and certainly not during a live online graduation. You’re brought back to the present with a stinging slap to your sex. 

At this point, your wriggling is at its max and you can feel the burn of his suit jacket at the back of your neck. You try your luck with a tentative turn to your right and to your surprise he lets you take over. Your nose is now buried into his chest and you can hear the thumping of his frantic heart and it’s your turn to smile. The faint smell of your lemon scented detergent fills your senses. You give his torso a small kiss, arms locking themselves around his upper body. The pressure of the firm protrusion in his pants makes itself known on your body and it takes everything in you not to beg. You just need to be more patient. That’s what Namjoon has taught you; good things come to those who wait. 

And good things do come once he palms your ass cheeks, gripping hard at the soft flesh. A small squeak leaves you as he scoops you up, legs encircling his hips. “What do you want babe?” It’s a simple question, really. Yet the answers are endless. You more than want, you need him to give in to your advances and lose himself in you the way you are losing yourself in him even when he has barely touched you. Through all of that and the other thousand scenarios that flash by in your mind your lips settle for something they can themself profit from. 

“Kiss me.”

Still blindfolded, your mouth gapes at the air hoping to catch his full lips once they are close enough. His hot breath fans your face as you exchange panting breaths that have your head inching forward, an action that earns you a pinch to your behind. Namjoon seems to take pity in your eager behaviour and finally closes the distance. The instant your lips touch, you exhale deeply, sinking further into the vicious grip of his hands and he manages to increase the span of his exploration. Hungry for more, you overtake the kiss, hands cradling his face as your tongue floods the warmth of his mouth, legs squeezing him closer evoking a soft croak from him. Your movements are frantic. Long gone is your attempt at being collected as you let it be known, let it be felt that you needed him glued to you in all places imaginable. 

Your noses bump in the middle of your furious exploration of his lips. You taste the champagne you had after you officially graduated in your tiny one room apartment and you hope that there will be more times like this where you would get to celebrate with him and be able to close your eyes and still taste those memories on the tip of his tongue. Along the way as you keep devouring his now wet lips, your makeshift blindfold, Namjoon’s tie, unravels itself to fall between your faces. In that moment, he opens his eyes, “Hi,” he says, lids half away open but enough for you to feel the warmth from his deep brown eyes. 

“Hi!” you giggle, forehead falling down to touch his. 

A few instances ago you felt ready to unleash your ferocity on him and force him to pick up the tempo and find his rightful place inside of you. Yet, here you are, now somewhat calmer. 

“God, how are you so cute?” Namjoon questions, nose scrunching up. Despite the cuteness overload your body craves to be handled in a way that’s nothing short of passionate and all consuming. 

The two of you are now slightly more composed, your desires still itching deep within you but your actions have now taken a calmer route as he puts you down. Your tunnel vision for Namjoon subsists and you’re able to take in the dimly lit room. If the invigorating makeout session wasn’t enough to let you know that the celebration is still going, the ice filled bucket with champagne does just that. You walk past the inviting cream coloured bed to reach the side table with the champagne. Your heated hands touch the perspiring green glass bottle, holding it out to Joon while you raise your brow at him.

“That’s for after the ceremony,” he makes it known.

You let out a mellow ‘oh’, “I see.”

You place the bottle back where you had found it and walk to the end of the bed, where you sit down, kicking off your heels and reaching up to take off your graduation cap.

“Well then, we better get started,” you say enthusiastically. Namjoon who had found his way to stand in front of it lets his soft palm weigh down your wrist, stilling you. “Wow, you really have a way of killing the mood, huh? And I think you should keep this on. Isn’t the cap usually removed after the ceremony?” 

With grinning lips you lean back on hands, the cool and slick sheets sliding under your hot palms. You shift your gaze to Namjoon’s feet, for once he decided to ditch his sneakers, which he had swore he would wear to your graduation, probably just to annoy you. You let your naked foot trail against the leather of his shoe, sliding it up his cream slacks all the way to his right calf. Your eyes lift up to his, calm and attentive. 

He had already discarded his suit jacket to be left with a white shirt, one you had advised him not to wear, Namjoon had a habit of managing to dirty his clothes even in the cleanest of environments. Staring right at him, you push forward behind his knee hoping he will get where you want him, need him. For a second you’re hopeful as his knees slightly give in. But Namjoon shakes his head, side to side, with a soft smile, “Not yet, we wouldn’t want your dress to get ruined now would we?” 

You looked down at your attire. Yeah, you think, maybe he's right. Your mom had made the ivory white lace and tulle knee length dress and she would definitely ask to keep and store it. You don’t exactly want her to guard and treasure a sweat and cum covered dress. You take a deep breath as you let his warm hand guide your body back up, tugging harshly at your wrist to draw you closer to his body. 

Namjoon hunches down and his fingers dance on your thighs, the anticipation making them stutter. He reaches the hem and softly ruffles the material. “You looked really cute today, by the way.” 

You’re left cheesing, hard, hands covering your face as you give a muffled ‘stop it’ before you huff and add a faint ‘thanks’. 

He heaves the rustling material all the way up to take it off, humming softly at the result as you try to figure out what to do with your hands. Being shy around Namjoon isn’t a regular occurrence, yet today, when his eyes have made it their job to observe your every movement, chasing your reactions to his light hearted teasing, you feel more bashful than ever. Now they look content, they sparkle, happy to be able to see what they had been imagining all day. The view is just as enticing as any of the other times he has the pleasure to undress you and have you standing barren ready to be clothed with his fervent skin.

With two steady fingers, he presses against your sternum to push you back down onto the bed. He approaches the space between your widened legs to stroke your chin, tightening his grip as he dives back into your mouth. You let your spine extend to its fullest length, pushing back against his wet hot appendage. Your grip on his slacks deepens, scrunching the textured material as you continuously tug on it, hopeful that it will let him know his advances are too calm for your liking. 

Namjoon doesn’t seem to agree, slapping your hands away the moment his reddened lips leave yours. As furrowed brows adorn your face and puffed breaths do their best to recuperate the oxygen the kiss stole from you, you clench your fists thumping your legs. You need to do something with your hands, and therefore you let your arm span across the little space between your face and his crotch. Despite the lack of full light in the room, you can see the outline, the impatient longing of his cock, as it strains against his pants. You really want to touch it. And touch, you try. But no matter how much you push, Namjoon doesn’t let you through.

“No, no, no, no. It’s your graduation, not mine. I got you.” With a small wink his head is now levelled with your chest as he plants the same smouldering pecks that are only reserved for you on your eager hands. 

The drag of his palms against your thighs burns sweetly, the sensation etching itself within your most private area to drag a needy call for him to ravage you. The pecks keep travelling from your hands down your pulsating chest and to your thighs, which are tense with unattended lust. You have the time to take a couple of full breaths before the next is trapped within your pressed lips, anticipation stilling your fidgety state. 

It’s the hot and electrifying breath of his focused body hitting your drenched panties that compulses a sudden wave of rapture through your anticipating physique. Now it’s too much. You can’t help but reach for the short deep brown strands of his head to smash his face against your wet centre. The humming resurfaces to ripple through needy walls as you shove him even closer to your throbbing heat, as impossible as it may sound. Namjoon rewards you with a firm lick to your clothed slit coating the drenched cloth ever more.

He licks again only to leave you needy as the cool air hits the scalding area. Fingers hooking around the thin material that covers your lower half, Namjoon calmly removes the barrier, contrasting with the quick shimmy of your legs. He throws the ruined piece of clothing onto his discarded jacket. 

Now, this is it. You’re impatient, somehow managing to spread your legs further apart as to flaunt your unprotected dripping center. Namjoon has a history of losing it once he saw the state he put you in. You’ve noticed the slow blinking of his eyes once his knees have scooted closer to the edge of the bed. 

His head migrates forward towards where you need him most as his hand pushes against your jitter filled stomach, prompting your head to bounce against the plush pillows as it settles down ready to be ravished. Namjoon’s affirmative arms lift your legs onto his shoulders as they hook you in place. He continues to fan his flaming breath over your shivering thighs, lips occasionally bumping against the goosebumps printed on your skin. 

“Joon pleaseeeee...”

You scramble for his head, the wait agonising. Your hands never reach their intended destination as they spread against your hip bones whilst he dives in. Just like the past moments, he comes in soft. Gentle licks from his tongue, as his slurps at your dripping pussy lips. Lips that meet his in a slow and torturous game of push and pull. To hear you moan and swear is the kind of motivation Namjoon needs to let his tongue snake its way into your tight pussy. “Oh shit,” your pleasure ridden fingers curl around his tight forearms. Your hips move on their own accord meeting the deep plunges of his strong muscle. Namjoon responds with a rougher approach, nose burying itself in your pubic bone as he reaches his hands to wrap them around your neglected breasts. 

His own ferocious pace sets you off, the lewd wet sounds of sucking and slurping mixing with your combined needy moans in the naked air to create a melodic sound that drives the both of you deeper into your pleasure. The increased intensity of your tugging and scratching at his scalp tells Namjoon that you’re close, close to where he wants you to be, in that place where he believes he gets to experience your most enticing beauty. With that in mind, he licks his lips coating himself with your arousal and letting those same lips circle themselves around your clit. He’s met with a sudden jerk of your hips, hands pressing against your stomach to keep you in place, letting his enjoyment of your current state encourage him to spiral his tongue around the sweetest spot. 

Once your strained moans manifest themselves, he brings one of his hands to your gaping hole. Warm thick fingers, plunge into your sloppy heat, slowly delving in and out determined to bring you over the edge. “Look who’s so wet for me.” You respond with an uncontrolled tug of his hair. Namjoon continues the sluggish pumping of his hand as his tongue flicks at your sensitive clit. His fingers curl inside of you, teeth scraping against your lips before hollowing his mouth around your seeping slit. His coated fingers whirl around your sensitive bud, palms kneading at the tender tissue, squeezing and releasing to the rhythm of his laps at your soaked lips, engorging himself on your sweet juices. 

“Come for me, babe,” he says as the palms of his strong hands stroke your stuttering legs. His tongue takes one last plunge, muscle tense, probing in and out of your pulsating warm pussy. All it takes is the harsh supporting pumps and curls of his fingers to make you writhe and shake as the knot in your stomach winds itself tighter and tighter. Your sweet lips keep inviting him, sucking his tongue and fingers in and Namjoon lets it all go, a satisfied groan rippling through his lips and into your agitated form. 

Even in the increasing darkness of the room, you do not dare to keep your eyes open as your body convulses into a twisting mess once you can’t handle the curling of his fingers and the gentle biting of his hungry teeth. The scream comes before the reactions as you let it all out, feet kicking out, thighs trapping Namjoon’s smiling face as you ride out the wave of pleasure that just hit you. The distinct yet tenuous swing of calming hips encourages Namjoon to lay down affectionate pecks across the expanse of your slit migrating to the top crease of your leg to lay small pinching bites. Bites that tell you to get ready, there’s more to come.

The mattress sinks deeper into the supporting structure of the bed as Namjoon slides you farther up the bed to hover over your panting chest. 

“Can you please let me see your pretty eyes?”

All you need him to do is request and you shall give. You promptly remove the arm that is laced above your eyes to give a lopsided smile. A smile that stretches as you notice the way Namjoon’s expression mimics your own, small valleys probing his cheeks. The calm staring of his eyes has your tongue dancing around your mouth, arms extending themselves to unbutton his damp shirt. Despite your haste you manage to undo the buttons at such a painfully slow paste that his hand has to lay itself on top of yours to guide you slowly and steadily down the row of small round obstacles shielding your palms from his radiating and glistening chest. 

The undoing goes by slowly, yet it feels as if it was done in a flash. Even now you seem to forget Namjoon’s ability to distort time for you. Knowing hands travel to find their rightful place on his taut chest, moving beyond the watering views to scratch at the deprived skin of his clenched back. The deep rumbling that leaves his throat leaves you rapt, your ass responding as it has you bucking into his hard member. The innocent movement starts a string of hisses, hisses that echo in the air, leaving you even more entranced with his reactions to your craving heat. 

Impatient, and unwilling to obey, your feet scramble to undress his loose slacks. Namjoon’s still perched over you, the strong stance of his arms wavering with every swipe of your wet pussy over his clothed cock. Your toes hook onto the sides of his pants pushing down to reveal his tight grey underwear, the front part decorated with small darkened spots that have you biting your lips. 

Mimicking your previous movement, he is left bare, his dick bobbing up as it’s released. It’s common procedure now for you to reach, with excited hands, for what is rightfully yours but this night happens to be filled with reminders. His ordering hand wraps around yours, bringing them to his drenched lips, “Tonight’s about you.” You get that he wants to treasure you, but you like giving and not being able to deplore all of your current ecstasy on every inch of his body has you whining, shoulder shimming side to side. 

Yet Namjoon decides to turn a blind eye to your outcry, instead focusing on letting your tight entrance know that its favourite guest is waiting eagerly to get it in. Hooking a forceful hand on your right leg, he slides the blood rushed tip of his pre-cum coated member up and down your slit, letting the tip slip so as to let the entire length of his warm member bask in the wetness of your needy pussy. A wetness that he created, made for him to plunge into. 

The squirming ends of your hands wind themselves around your exposed hair and ankles doing their best to prevent him from prolonging your burning torment by forcing him into you. Namjoon takes pity in your jolting hips as he hits his throbbing member against your tender nether lips, leaving your legs shaky. And for once you welcome the furrowed eyebrows on his concentrated face as he slides his pulsating dick, progressively stretching your needy walls, the thick member delving deeper into your slit. “Ahhh,” you sigh, content and full, walls clenching and dripping at the well-known stretch.

The minute Namjoon bottoms out, two simultaneously exhales rest in the ventilated atmosphere. Using the little force that you have left you lift yourself up, you let your abused lips catch his. You latch onto them, hands cradling his head to bring him even closer, as if that is possible. It’s your hungry exploration of a place already so familiar to your tongue that has him moaning into you whilst he delivers measured strokes into your oozing center. Despite his need to drag himself back to catch air, you don’t let go, mumbling into his clenched teeth, “Fuck me harder, Joon.” 

The lapping kisses resume alongside the quick strenuous pounding of Namjoon’s hips. All together they have you breathless and dizzy basking in the overpowering musk of his body. You mewl, biting his saliva slobbered mouth to relieve the staggering friction from his rolling hips. 

“Shit, they were right to give you that award. This honour roll pussy really is something else,” Namjoon huffs out and you let out a chuckle that morphs into squealing moans as he continues to lay down pointed strokes that keep pushing you closer and closer to the bed’s headrest. Your folds are reaching their limit, pussy clamming around the slamming thrust of his cock. Namjoon chews the inside of his cheek, letting the intimidating protrusion of his clenched jaw set you back in place. In place being pointed nipples lazily grazing his chest, arms grounding the last of your sanity on his steady form and panting mouth finding refuge in the deep crevice of his neck. 

“Babe, come on,” he warns.

“Whattttt,” you whine. It’s not your fault your body can’t control itself.

He gulps a good chunk of your breast and bites it harshly. It has the adverse effect, what should have been a warning only has you more heated. A big slap sounds and your legs clench tighter around his ass cheeks as Namjoon completely bottoms out only to stop. His hands find purchase in your ruffled exposed hair, elbows trapping your head, as he mutters into your boiling ear, “Be still.” You can do nothing but whine and pout trying your best to be obedient giving him small nods despite your restricted head. Namjoon doesn’t flatter, he remains still as your composure wavers every few seconds. It all results in teasing bites along your ear and the sides of your face. 

You feel like you’re dying, of bliss that is. He still won’t move and you have managed to not let your involuntary needs take over your motor skills. It’s the tender stroking of his hand on your cap covered head that lets you know you have done well. Yet Namjoon’s slight chuckling whisper confirms your beliefs, “Let’s graduate baby.”

The languid thrusts turn into audible pounding, squelching sounds feeling your ears as your multiple tries at breathing fail, the air stopping in your throat resulting in inaudible gasps. The rupture of your orgasm manifests itself in your bones, your arms and legs trembling, eager to let Namjoon’s own edged body know how the blistering attack his thick cock on your craving walls is an all-consuming experience that you welcome with a wall piercing moan, “AHHH… fuck.., Joon hmmm.”

The thrusts have now turned frantic, as they miss their intended aim. He’s almost there. You engulf him into your chest, placing soft encouraging bites along his uptight shoulder as his nails anchor themselves on your slippery back. 

“Congratulations, baby, you deserve it.” Those are the words he uses to invigorate the warm spurt of his cum, coating your squeezing pussy as your hands, placing on the warm globes of his ass, press him closer to your bucking center. You want it all, to be filled to the brink and claiming what is rightfully yours. For sure, the best graduation gift you’ve ever received. You let the remaining ripples make their way through his body, caressing his arms as your faces drag against each other. 

Namjoon opens his mouth only to let his slack body fall on top of yours, drained but content. You’re left to snicker as you thread your fingers through his sweat drenched hair strands. “Hmm, now would be a great time to have some champagne.” You point towards the bucket bottle. He shifts his head to have his chin right on your chest looking up at you. 

He looks at you for a short while as if he was imprinting the sight of your makeup smeared and sweaty face on the back of his mind. His hand reaches to take hold of the visor of your graduation cap, with a firm hold on the leather covered material he tugs the cap off and throws it into the air. “Oh!” you exclaim laughing as you clap. 

“Happy graduation, Y/N, you did it,” Namjoon says with a kiss between your cooling boobs. You place a chaste kiss to his forehead before pushing him off of you with the little remaining force you could conjure up. 

Apprehensive steps take you to the chilled metal bucket. Before you can snatch the bottle into your hands, ready to allow your mind to become hazy enough to have another round filled with even more erratic cries, Namjoon reaches for the bottle from behind you. Knowledgeable joints fiddle with the metal string, thumb pressuring the cork top into the air. You twiddle with your tired hands to hold the two champagne glasses, however still swimming in your ecstatic mood you manage to spill some champagne onto the ground. 

You take a big swig of the champagne, somehow behaving drunk even without the alcohol. Another one of Namjoon’s admirable characteristics. To put you in such a euphoric state that overwhelms your senses and solidifies his place in your heart. It could have been the champagne, your undeniable infatuation with the sweet man in front of you, or the gaze that he gave you as if he was seeing you for the first time once again, as if there’s still details for him to catch and memorise. Whatever it is, it doesn’t matter, not as you stand on the tips of your toes to plant a few pecks on his lips. And for good measure, in case the message isn’t clear, you slip in a couple of ‘thank yous’ and ‘love yous’, all while hoping your future reserves a whole array of ‘Room 2020s’.

Posted: June 18 2020 a/n: Hope you liked it, feel free to let me know your thoughts 🥺

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[somecunttookmyurl]

oooh saving this funky lil bitch immediately thank u

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

Hela and Gemini theme song? 👉👈

oooh What About Us by P!nk is giving me some funky vibes for them!!!

Send me a crossover and I’ll propose a theme song for them

#ask #answered #thecaillic #gemini black #about gemini #gemini x hela #but like platonic

[takaraphoenix]

So, what's The Owl House?

And who is this adorable lesbian i keep seeing on my dash?

(I’m assuming these two belong together ;D)

OOOH YES LEMME FANGIRL SQUEAL ABOUT THE OWL HOUSE! *^*

The Owl House is a cartoon about a human girl, Luz, who loves magic and despite still being a kid her mom thinks that she needs to get over fantasy stuff and imagination, which honestly horrifies me, so mom sends her to a summer camp where she’s supposed to “grow up”.

Instead, Luz goes into a weird old house and through a portal into a literal magic realm, where she meet Eda, the Owl Lady.

Eda the Owl Lady is a witch and she, more or less willingly, takes Luz on as an apprentice. Even though humans don’t have magic. Eda is the epitome of that trope I love where a grumpy loner likes no one but oh no sudden found family.

Luz is the kind of protagonist I love the most. The pure-hearted, happy, optimistic and just inherently sweet kind who just... everyone grows attached to. She’s also canonically bisexual; her exact sexuality hasn’t been confirmed on-screen yet but it has been indicated.

(There’s also this little guy who you have to love. His name is King and he is a good demon puppy!)

So, that’s half the main plot. Luz, a human, wants to learn magic from a witch who is also a total crook and a wanted criminal - which is the other half of the main plot. Which, might I add here, is actually really well-written. The story, the pacing, the points where things are revealed to the viewer. It’s also funny as hell, there are so many fun, ridiculous little moments and jokes in it, but it’s also still always very heart-felt.

Luz also comes with her own lovable Golden Trio type - Gus, who is a total fanboy for humans in a very Ariel way as that he doesn’t quite understand human culture and objects but finds them fascinating and assigns them new meaning (as can be seen in this GIF, where he mistook a DVD for a “shiny cookie”). Willow is a total sweetheart, who struggles with her own issues.

NOW LET’S TALK ABOUT THIS FUNKY, USELESS JOCK LESBIAN.

I love her so much. This is Amity Blight! She is first introduced as a rival to Luz, in a way - a prodige witch from the nearby witch-school. But very quickly, their dynamic changes as they learn more about each other and grow closer and become friends - and, for Amity, already... more.

This is the part where my heart races with anxious excitement. I’ve been let down three times by canon queer rep in cartoons at this point. And in nearly all cases - also some I haven’t watched - it’s just... a quick end-note. They get to go gay in the very last episode of the cartoon, when it’s all done. So when I first heard they were going to go gay on this, I rolled my eyes, fully bracing myself for another “five seconds confirmation for now but then we Go Gay when the show ends”, because this isn’t just a cartoon, this is a Disney cartoon and we’ve all seen the way Disney has handled ““queer rep”“ in the past (Star Wars’ two second kiss of unnamed background characters, a random cop lady mentioning her girlfriend once in Onward, Avengers: Endgame and an unnamed character in one scene talking about a date with a guy. You know, things that really only barely pass as rep).

But this is not that. This is... gay. Really gay. Good gay. Authentic gay.

Throughout the entire second half of the first season, it is very clearly shown just how gay Amity is for Luz. I’ve seen reviews... which I assume were from ignorant straights tbh... that her blushing is too excessive and annoying.

It’s not. It is a very easy way of not just establishing that “yes, she has feelings for the other girl”, but also to be a constant reminder of it. Also, let’s be real, these are preteens, you were awkward with your crushes at that age. That’s authentic not excessive.

Every episode, Amity’s feelings for Luz are explicitely shown in the way she acts around Luz. Blushing, stammering awkward nonsense, shy little gestures. There is no arguing about whether or not this is gay; it is gay, it is repeatedly shown to be gay and quite honestly, it makes me weep tears of joy. And it’s not just in subtle behavior, we get it spelled out that Amity likes Luz like that.

And from everything we get, we may be dealing with a very oblivious protagonist (see two GIFs up; clearly the blushing girl wanted to ask you out, Luz), but we are also definitely setting this up as the romance.

And we’re only one season in.

So, let me recap:

beautiful found family trope

WITCHES! Witch school! Magic!

A CANON BISEXUAL PROTAGONIST AND HER LESBIAN LOVE INTEREST

seriously there’s canon queer witches

a diverse, fun, lovable cast

the writing’s really good, honestly

it’s funny and quirky

GO AND WATCH IT

#The Owl House #Lumity #Amity Blight #Luz Noceda #Eda Clawthorne #Cartoon Recommendation #LGBT Representation #Anonymous #Lesbian Stuff #wlw Stuff #Rainbow Stuff #Bi Stuff