#the first one got shadowbanned and i like this too much to let it die

[yourtamaki]

monster trio + make-up sex

luffy, for better or for worse, will always be honest with you. it’s not in his nature to sugarcoat harsh truths and he respects you too much to soften his words to spare your feelings. but he hates the way you pull away from him even after the dust has settled. it’s over, he said sorry, so why are you still sad over something he’s moved on from already? he doesn’t understand it but he doesn’t need to. he just needs to make you feel better, make you feel good after he’s hurt you. there’s no apology but he kisses you like he can take all your lingering pain inside him, biting at your bottom lip and swiping his tongue over it to soothe the ache. he crowds you until you’re pressed against a wall and starts to play with the waistband of your pants, grinning into the kiss when you widen your legs so easily for him. luffy’s quick to shimmy your pants down just past your ass and slip a hand inside your panties. he watches you unnervingly close as he rubs frantic circles against your clit, almost as desperate to see evidence that you’re not upset with him anymore as he is to make you cum all over his hand and he has no intention of stopping until the latter comes to pass.

zoro can’t stand the way you’re looking at him. the hurt and anger that’s painted all over your face is killing him and he hates that he’s the one that put it there. but he doesn’t know how to stop. he can’t say anything without the bubbling frustration in his gut lacing through his words and setting you off. his silence is somehow worse, making you think he’s pissed beyond words when really he’s just tired. tired of this fight, tired of saying all the wrong things, tired of you standing so far from him. he crosses over to you in three long strides, shoving three thick fingers in your mouth and hooking them to pull at jaw until your face is breath away from his. if everything he does makes you angry, it’s only right for him to fix it by fucking it out of you. he lets you suck and moan around his fingers while he undresses you both just enough for him to manhandle you onto all fours and sink inside you. it has to burn but you just bite down on his fingers and fuck yourself back on him. he relishes the pain, fucking into you harder in the hopes you’ll give him some more. he’ll take everything as long you don’t look at him like that again.

sanji won’t touch you for days after you’ve had an argument. he can’t. even after the two of you have talked it out and forgiven each other, he can’t forgive himself for making you that upset in the first place. your trembling lips and wet lashes haunt him every time he closes his eyes. he tells himself he’s fine with keeping a careful distance until you tell him that punishing himself like this is only hurting you more. something inside him breaks at your words and all at once he gives in to every temptation he’s denied himself for days now. sanji comes alive, pressing feverish, open-mouth kisses to every part of you he can reach. he’s not sure if he’s trying to make up for his actions or lost time but you melt into him regardless, sweet and breathless as he carries you to bed and kisses his way down your body, slipping your panties to the side and greeting your cunt with a broad strip against your folds. there’s a mumbled apology in every swipe of his tongue as he licks his way into you, a plea for forgiveness in the way he wraps his lips around your clit and sucks. he barely notices when you cum, too caught up in making sure you know how much he loves you. he’ll remind you for the rest of his life if he has to.

#luffy smut #zoro smut #sanji smut #one piece smut #one piece x reader #luffy x reader #zoro x reader #sanji x reader #if this seems familiar its cause its a reupload #the first one got shadowbanned and i like this too much to let it die

[hayakawalove]

A Way to Unwind

Summary: After a long day at work, how will you help Aki unwind?

A/N: I wanted to edit this a bit and reupload it on this blog. It was first posted on my last blog but that one got shadowbanned. @zeninsama helped me with the initial fic so shout out to them! They helped me come up with some ideas and read over it.

CW: Smut, Oral (reader gives), Smoking, Fem reader

W/C: 2,390

Credit to @benkeibear for the banner

Two cigarettes and a headache. 

That’s all Aki was left with at the end of the day. Work had been long and exhausting, much of the same as the day before, and the day before that. Each day he came home with new pains in his body, pains he didn’t know were even possible. He must’ve been getting too old for this. 

How old was he anyway? 

He couldn’t remember. 

No matter how soul crushing his work day had been, he could at least count on seeing you at the end of the night. Even if it was 2 am, you would sit and wait on the couch for him. He chided you for staying up late, but truth be told that’s all he ever really wanted. Someone to wait up on him. 

Aki breathes in deeply while reaching for the door handle. It emits a deep groaning sound as he opens it, and he curses himself for not fixing it sooner. 

“I’m home.” He calls out quietly. 

The telltale signs of your presence were strewn around the house. The lights that were flicked on, your slippers haphazardly thrown by the door, and your lingering scent of body wash in the air. He never got used to it, but he didn’t want to either. He wanted to cherish it like it was the first time, everytime. 

He makes his way down the hall and into the living room, expecting to see your head tilted back with a grin on your face. Instead he was met with empty air. 

Aki calls your name, waiting several seconds after to see if you would respond.  

A rumbling sound comes from the couch causing Aki’s brow to quirk up. He walks around and finds the source. You, fast asleep with your body spread across the couch. He could hear soft noises coming from your parted lips, noises he often teased you for (but he never really minded them). 

Aki smiles and leans down to pull a blanket over you. You looked so peaceful. His thumb swipes over your cheek bone and a smile graces your lips. He is once again reminded of what it felt like to be alive, his body blooming with happiness each time he saw you, no matter how shitty the day had been. 

Usually the two of you would have a late night dinner together once he got home, but he would rather die than wake you up. He would be able to whip up something quick for himself. 

First and foremost though, he needed a smoke. 

Aki shrugs off his jacket and places it on the coat hanger. His head was starting to ache from the tension of his ponytail. Aki works on pulling his hair down, letting the black locks fall around his face. His long fingers work expertly on the first button of his shirt to give him more space to breathe. He does this while pulling out his carton of cigarettes. He could laugh at the irony. 

He never liked to smoke around you, so the timing of this was perfect. The patio door opens much more gracefully than the front door, and for that he is grateful. There were two chairs and a table placed outside, one chair for each of you, but he’d much rather stand right now. Too jittery from the day’s work. 

He slips one of his cigarettes into his mouth and reaches down for his lighter, bringing it back up to his lips. After a couple of flicks it comes to life, catching the end of the cigarette on fire. 

Breathe in. Breathe out. 

His body drapes over the railing on the patio, shoulders finally dipping down in relaxation. Aki tosses the lighter onto the table, cursing himself for the clattering sound it makes. He watches as a cloud of smoke slowly starts forming around his face. 

“Aki?” A sleepy voice calls out. 

His head turns in response, glancing behind him. You were awake now, one hand rubbing wearily at your eye. You shove your fuzzy slippers on before dragging your feet to the patio. You were practically drowning in the pajamas you wore. It’s a cute sight, he thinks. The door opens and closes and you throw yourself down into your chair. 

“Hey.” He was never one for many words. 

“Missed you.” You yawn out, body still aching from sleeping on the cheap couch. 

“I missed you too.” And he meant it. 

Breathe in. Breathe out. 

You watch as he takes a hit of the cigarette, the smoke clouding his face before wistfully disappearing into the sky. Even after it disappears, you continue to watch. Aki’s palm is relaxed and open as he brings the stick closer to his lips, his hand masking the bottom half of his face. His eyes are calculated as they watch you, knowing you have something to say. 

“I ever tell you how good you look when you smoke?” 

“What?” 

Confusion rises in his chest with a mixture of flattery. Usually he would be ashamed to smoke in front of you. Where was this coming from? 

“You’re really hot when you smoke. You’re really hot when you don’t smoke too, though.” Your shoulders fall back as you tilt your head, watching him. “But smoking gives you the whole bad boy James Dean vibe.”

“Please.” He chuffs. 

A soft chuckle escapes your lips and Aki can’t help but grin. 

“I’m serious. You look good.” 

“Well thank you.” 

He could tell you were still half asleep by the way your eyes drooped. He didn’t care though, as long as he got to talk to you it didn’t matter. Maybe that made him selfish. 

You hum while your eyes drag from his face to his chest to his legs, and back up again. Eyes slowly picking apart each thing you loved about him, but there were too many. 

“Would you ever let me touch you while you smoke?” 

The question jolts Aki from his dreamy haze. His skin crackles in response, electricity coursing through his veins. 

“What do you mean?” He asks, but he already knows the answer. Part of him just wants to hear you say it. 

“Oh come on Aki.” You murmur. 

Your body slowly rises and you walk up to him, hands reaching out to grab his shirt. His heart beats incredibly fast underneath it, while he looks down at you. 

“Will you let me make you feel good?” You look up at him from underneath your lashes. 

Aki’s adam’s apple bobs, body suddenly becoming on edge once more. It didn’t feel like the same anxiety he sometimes felt at work, no, this one was much better. Excitement. 

“You don’t have to, you’re tired.” He tries to put up a wall, one he desperately wants you to breakdown. 

Your hands grip his clothes harder while you turn his body, walking him backwards until he meets the wall. 

“Let me.” You beg. 

You’re sinking to your knees before Aki can have a say. He watches in anticipation as your nimble fingers work his belt, slowly dragging it from his pants. Your eyes look up at him expectantly as if to say, what’re you waiting for? 

Oh, right. 

Aki lifts his hand back up close to his mouth and takes a deep breath in. The nicotine does little to calm his nerves as he watches you pull down his zipper. Before he knew it, your face was inches from his boxers, lips gently placing kisses against his cock. 

The fabric suddenly felt too suffocating. 

As if you were able to read his mind, which, let’s be honest, you probably were able to after the amount of time you spent together, you pull down the last layer of clothes, freeing him. 

His cock begins to harden at the sight of you on your knees for him. Just for him. How did he get so lucky? 

Your hand wraps around his cock while you lick the tip, his body immediately going rigid. 

“Fuck, baby.” He lets out. 

Your lips wrap around him, taking him in slowly. You never look away from his face, not once. You watch as he puffs his cigarette again, letting out a shaky breath. He looks too good. 

The warmth of your mouth coats him completely, nearly sending shivers over the rest of his body. You push down until you can feel him hit the back of your throat, and then you push down even more. Drool drips past your lips, sliding down your neck. The sensation causes a shiver to run up your spine.

Every one of Aki’s nerves is standing alert as he watches you. Your mouth felt so good it was making his head spin, more so than the nicotine was. 

Your tongue slides underneath his cock, rubbing against the veins that lined his sensitive skin. Aki moans, trying to control his hips. Your head begins to bob, taking him in before pulling back out. It was by a stroke of luck that he notices his cigarette is nearing the end, but he didn’t want to be done yet. 

One more left, better make it count. 

He puts out the cigarette on the ashtray on the table. Aki licks his lips while watching you, his own hand reaching behind him to fumble the pack from his back pocket. It almost slips from his hands before he can get a good hold of it. He pulls out the remaining cigarette and holds it between his fingers beside your face. 

You move your eyes from his face and look down at the cigarette. Your mouth pulls off of him, a string of saliva still connecting the two of you. You instantly know what he’s asking for. 

Without looking behind you, your arm flies back and searches for the discarded lighter. Once you find it, you bring it back around close to his outstretched hand. You monitor it closely as you try to flick the lighter to life, thumb not as experienced as Aki’s. After struggling from the need flowing in your body, it ignites to life. You hold it against the cigarette, watching as smoke rises from it. Once satisfied with your work, Aki pulls his hand back and props the cigarette between his lips, never once taking his gaze away from your face. 

“Good girl.” His voice sounds more dark than it did before. 

You could get off on the image of just him alone, you think. Smoke flows from his lips as he watches you. Your tongue slides out of your mouth and licks the underside of his cock, while you peer up at him with doe eyes. You feel your underwear dampen beneath you and your body aches to feel his touch. But you knew you would get it once you were finished. Aki never left you wanting. 

Your lips wrap around his tip once more before sliding down. The taste of precum fills your mouth, anticipation flooding your body. 

Aki watches you with lowered lids, eyes peeking from his lashes as they flutter. 

He wasn’t sure what he did to deserve someone like you, but he thanked God for it every day. 

Tears slide down your cheeks at the pressure in your throat but you don’t care. He notices though. Aki notices everything. He places his cigarette between his lips again and reaches his thumb down, wiping away a falling tear. You moan against his cock and continue sucking him. 

His core tightens at the sight of you. Your salacious eyes and puckered lips. It was almost too much for him. Almost. 

He brings his hand up to pull the cigarette away from his mouth to catch a breath of fresh air. It was a wonder Aki was still conscious at all, there was next to no oxygen left in his body between the smoke and you. 

“You’re gonna be the death of me, you know that sweetheart?” 

“Not if the cigarettes get to you first.” You pull back to quip. 

“Very funny, hah” He says before cutting himself off with a breathy moan. 

His brows are furrowed as he watches you, his soft pink lips slightly parted. 

Your eyes roll back as you take him in. Each pant of his drives you, motivating you to keep going. You feel as his cock bumps against the back of your throat each time, bringing him closer to the edge. 

Aki’s fingers flex as he takes another drag. You bring your mouth up for air and wrap your hand around his cock, continuing to jerk him off while you breathe. 

“Look so good for me baby. Always do.” He speaks, voice wavering. 

“Yeah?” You say, egging him on. 

“Yeah. Always so, fuck, perfect for me.” His eyebrows are pinched together as he stares at you. 

The two of you maintain eye contact as your hand moves faster. It glides easily from the mess of spit you made. 

“Will you give it to me Aki? Want it so bad, please.” You murmur, licking your lip. 

Aki drops his arm down and watches with his mouth agape at you. 

“S-slow down princess. Gonna make me-“ 

Your eyes plead up at him as you jerk him off. 

Before Aki can warn you, his cock begins spurting white, cumming so much it covers your face and your hand. The sound of him moaning reverberates in your core. Your mouth opens in surprise, but you don’t stop moving. You keep going until he can take no more. 

“F-fuck I’m sorry. Let me clean you up.” He rushes and smooshes his cigarette out. 

You taste his cum on your lips and it makes you burn with need. Aki is soon to return with a washcloth, patting your face down. 

“You’re so hot.” You say, voice muffled by the washcloth. 

“Thank you baby. So are you.” Aki grins, pink dust still lining his cheeks. 

“Hey?”

“Yes?” Aki pulls his hand away from you once your face is clean. 

“Want more.” Your eyes shine as you look up at him. 

“I know sweetheart. You think I was just gonna leave you hanging?” He presses his lips against yours and you taste the bitter remnants of tobacco. It had never tasted so good before.

Aki guides you back inside the house for what was to be a long and fun night. 

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[cherryslyce]

Oh god I just read the final chapter and I’m late sorry for that idk why I didn’t get the notification and god what an emotional roller coaster it was! I got emotional and then I giggled over something ughh you did amazing as always my dearest!

And I’m so glad you didn’t let Freddy and Moony die my babies 😭😭😭😭😭 But Snape my dear, my eyes filled with tears when I read his death. But I’m so glad he got to see Regulus for one last time.

And what about Reader and Bellatrix part?!? I have so many words but let’s just say she got what she deserved :))

Oh and the cute relationship between Sirius and Reader is just what I needed thank you for writing them so sweet 🥹💕

The confession at the end made me so emotional I still remember the first time these two interacted and now they are being cosy and lovey dovey 🥹💖 We love romantic Regulus Black in this house 🔊🔊🔊

AND the kiss????? THE KISS EVEYONE!! It finally happened I can’t believe it! And not once but twice?? I’m crying rn! That was so soooo good. I can’t get over the patronus scene, my god I can’t find the words to describe how I felt when I read that!!

I’m going to miss Second Son so so damn much and I’m not ready to let it go yet :’) I’m waiting for epilogue to cry about it!

I have a lot more to say but I’ll wait for epilogue. Love you so much 🫶🏻

-Val ✨

My Val <333!!

I hate being shadowbanned *sigh*, but I'm so glad to see you omg <333. Fred and Remus are far too precious to me, and I figured that I tortured everyone with enough angst to last for a while haha. I thoroughly enjoyed mapping out Snape's death scene (as morbid as it sounds) because he is such a controversial figure in the fandom, and I really had to balance my own personal pity for him, and how he may be irredeemable in other reader's eyes. But the Regulus + Snape reunion was very bittersweet, and I do feel bad for killing off one of Reggie's last remaining friends....

The Bellatrix duel was a looong time coming, and I hope I did it justice! And everyone say thank you Neville for never questioning reader on their personal vendetta against the woman <3. It's safe to say that Voldie and Bellatrix are both floating in limbo together, forever in turmoil <33.

Surprisingly, I never planned for Sirius and reader to be close at all, but as I was writing the story, it felt like I was growing and learning just like the characters in the story, and it just kind of happened!

We love Reggie so much omg, and YES! Finally! The slow burn has BURNT!! Those two lovable idiots were dancing around a confession for so long haha, but I'm glad that everyone enjoyed the double kiss :)))!! The patronus scene is one of the very few specific plot details that I've had planned since the beginning, and writing it out just made it sink in that the series is really ending <//3.

I am going to miss this series dearly, and I am so overjoyed to see that you've enjoyed this journey just as much, lovely <33. I look forward to seeing you at the epilogue <33!! Love you so much, dear <3

-cherry<333

#owl <3 #val<3 #val is so sweet<3

[redrobin-detective]

love language

“Ben,” the voice said softly, “wake up.” It was familiar in a way Ben couldn’t put his finger on. 

“No, mom,” Ben groaned, “five more minutes.”

“Not Mother,” the voice said with an amused huff. “Been longer than five minutes, worried now,” it continued on awkwardly. Ben frowned, confused by the situation. He opened his eyes and sat up to assess what was going on. At least that was what he tried to do.

“Woah,” he gasped as he found he couldn’t move much at all. He didn’t really have sensation or form, there was nothing around him to see and no eyes he could use to see anything with. Ben felt like his brain was spread thin, like cream cheese on a bagel, making every thought feel strange and disconnected. “Where am I?”

“Safe,” the voice soothed and Ben couldn’t help but believe. “Always safe with me. We’re away from attack now, recover here for Grandpa Max or Cousin Gwen to find us.”

“Us?” Ben fumbled as he added up the words in his head. “Wait, you’re the Omnitrix, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” the voice - which now that he was listening Ben recognized as his own just a slightly different pitch and intonation - said happily. “And you are Master, Ben Tennyson.” 

“So wait, am I inside the watch?” Ben asked. That would explain his lack of a body, his whole brain was just floating around inside the alien device. It was weird and a bit scary, no wonder Ghostfreak didn’t like it. “Are you in my body?”

“Sorry,” the Omnitrix said almost apologetically, “was necessary. You were unconscious, your life threatened. Had to access your nervous system to get you to safety. Switch back now?”

“No wait, not yet, I wanna talk some more,” Ben pleaded. “Could you always do this? I feel Azmuth would have shadowbanned me ages ago if he knew he could.”

“This was an emergency, we will always do what is necessary to save the Master’s life.” the Omnitrix responded, it’s words coming more naturally now that it was getting used to it. Ben could practically feel the device flicking through his knowledge language and vocabulary to better communicate. It should feel invasive and yet somehow wasn’t. “And Creator does not get an opinion on the Master.”

“Harsh,” Ben responded back, “what do you got against Azmuth? He did make you, helps fix you when I mess up even though he doesn’t have to.”

“Creator tried to separate us,” the Omnitrix bit back harshly. “He lied to Master, drugged you and attempted to remove me from your person. It did not ask either of us, simply decided a child could not handle the responsibility.”

“Woah,” Ben had gone to Galvan Prime many times, fallen asleep quite often. How many times had Azmuth tried to take the device from him?

“Only once,” the Omnitrix chimed in as if reading his thoughts which, oh, it probably was. Weird. “We shocked him to unconsciousness, to prevent him from trying again. We will not be separated.” 

“Protective, aren’t you?” Ben chuckled awkwardly. It was one thing to know Azmuth wanted to remove the watch, it was another to realize the watch wouldn’t let that happen.

“You are the Master,” it said fondly, “We love you, more than anything in the omniverse. We would watch it all burn if it meant keeping you safe.”

“What?” Ben asked flustered. His parents said they loved him constantly, same with Grandpa and Gwen. But this felt different. “Why? Like seriously, why me? I’m 16 years old and I’m just as much a mess as I was at 10.”

“We...” it paused as if thinking. There was a vague feeling of moving and Ben wondered what the watch was doing in his body. “We can’t explain, Master was just right.” 

“Many wanted to claim us,” the Omnitrix continued. “For many Earth years, we were pulled across the universe, searching for the perfect host. Creator grew tired of the debates, the lies, the deaths that followed and eventually abandoned us. It told us to choose wisely who could use our power. Kings and warriors and scientists demanded it and still we did not relent. None were worthy until you.”

“Seriously?” Ben questioned, “I was like a C student with unmanaged ADHD and about 4 complexes stuffed in a trench coat. Plus we met on accident, Xylene was trying to send you to Grandpa.”

“We like Grandpa Max,” the watch hummed, “but he is too much of solider. Sometimes he even forgets your his family. When the pod opened and we scanned you, we only found your curiosity and wonder. You were the first being to look upon us without ulterior motives. It was, nice.”

“I get that,” Ben mumbled to himself, more than used to everyone in his life expecting something or other from him. 

“We, too, were curious about you. Creator did not add human DNA in our storage. He only cared for relevant species at the time, Earth and it’s people were as alien to us as we were to you.”

“Is that why you latched on?” Ben asked again. 

“Partially, we knew were under attack and needed some manner of escape. It wasn’t going to be forever but we found we liked you; your bravery, your creativity, your love... it inspired us. You went from Host to Master and we bonded more permanently.”

“Huh,” Ben said thoughtfully. “I never really realized you were alive, that you chose me.” He chuckled sadly, “I turned out to be kind of a disappointment, huh?” 

“No,” the watch responded forcefully, enough to startle Ben out of his dark thoughts. “We love you, all of you. All your successes and failures, flaws and strengths, we love them all. We are one in the same, bonded in entirety. We will spend the rest of your days together and when your natural death comes, we will die too. There will be no Master after Ben.”

“So even when I’m just messing around...” Ben asked, changing topics from that heavy comment.

“You taught us how to play and we learned,” The Omnitrix teased. “You ask for Humongosaur too much though, we can have our own fun.”

“Oh so you’re the reason I always get the wrong alien,” Ben laughed. “You’re gonna get me killed one day!”

“Never,” the Omnitrix said warmly but with a steely protectiveness in there. “We will always protect you.”

“Hmm, I guess so,” Ben hummed. “What’s going out in the real world?”

“The battle is over as far as we can see. No sign of Cousin Gwen, Friend Kevin or Partner Rook. Grandpa Max was still in the satellite orbiting the planet last we heard. Do you wish to return now that the danger has passed?”

“Nah, not yet,” Ben sighed, enjoying a few minutes without someone needing him. “I know my body is in safe hands. Tell me more about some of the bozos who tried to wear you.”

“Aurius the Magnificent was one of the more annoying,” the Omnitrix said in the tone Ben used when he was feeling petty. “Just put me on and demanded that I chose him. He did it in front of his whole court and was so frustrated when I would not attach. His concubines laughed at him.”

“Oh man, how embarrassing,” Ben cackled. He let go of his worries, of his responsibilities, of everything and just basked in the familiar tones and the omnipresent love around him. 

#ben 10 #the dialogue hit me like a shot and I practically spider crawled out of the bath to reach my laptop #this would be like the prologue before the possessed omnitrix au I wont write #this is like half fic half meta lmao #just really wanted to impress on the watchs utter love for ben but also how scarily possessive it is #it knows him inside and out and chose him above all others #its too attached now (in all meanings of the word) it would kill the universe before it allowed ben to die #which is uhhhh something #watch also has Opinions on the people in Ben's life #esp Azmuth and Grandpa #but at least it has good memories of Max #its PISSED that Azmuth tried to separate them once like 6 years ago #anyway here's some whatever i cranked out in like 45 minutes #now dinner

[deerfests]

( 001. the young pope/the new pope || 002. lenny/brannox || 003. sir john brannox ) && ( 001. space force || 002. malloraird || 003. dr adrian mallory ) && ( 004. the new pope/space force )

just for the heck of it, and because i’m greedy ☺️

fandom ask

man wth that's a lot... 😂😂😂

Okay, off we go~

001 | Send me a fandom and I will tell you my: + The Young Pope/The New Pope

Favorite character:

Sir John Brannox, because I love the emo pope. He's got so many issues, and he's lovable for it.

Least Favorite character:

Um... I guess I don't know. I don't want to offend anyone.

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon):

I only have 2-- Sofia Dubois/Sir John Brannox and Lenny Belardo/Sir John Brannox. Judge me if you must *shrugs*

Character I find most attractive:

Lenny and Brannox gotta fight over that one. I like how both of them look.

Character I would marry:

My hand in marriage is saved for Trench, exclusively, and he's not even a character in the show. Sorry. 🤠

Character I would be best friends with:

Gutiérrez but that's cuz he's a nice man and stuff. The dude would be swept away by me doing bs and just end up enduring it, not because he likes me. Let's be real. Nobody in the show would like me enough to befriend me! Unless I somehow weasel my way to Brannox, and we bond over being sad bastards but I don't think I have the energy to deal with his moping...

a random thought:

I feel like Adam's grave fucked up the timeline, nothing adds up. I'm sorry, but how old is Brannox supposed to be?? I am confused.

An unpopular opinion:

I don't obsess with some characters the rest of the fandom seems to, so I guess that's my unpopular opinion.

my canon OTP:

Sofia Dubois/Sir John Brannox

Non-canon OTP:

Lenny Belardo/Sir John Brannox, because imagine how fun that'd be!

most badass character:

Fck, I feel it's Lenny in The Young Pope. He's just out there destroying things.

pairing I am not a fan of:

I don't desire to put a bullseye on my back.

character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another):

Hmm, I feel like Adam is an easy pick cuz for real, they did fuck up the timeline with him.

favourite friendship:

Lenny and Gutiérrez

character I want to adopt or be adopted by:

Nobody!! AH, that would screw me up big time.

002 | send me a ship and I will tell you: + Lenny/Brannox

when of if I started shipping it.

Like love at first sight, I fell for that shit since I saw them doing the world's most awkward prom picture. I mean, look at it:

And then I was pissed off... I watched the whole season and while I enjoyed it, I didn't get nearly enough interactions! But what I got, I treasure... Even if it probably tricks you into thinking this ship's dynamic is different than what I actually headcanon for them.

my thoughts:

Lenny would fuck up Brannox so badly. Then probably feel guilty about it to some extent, and try to do something about his incredibly low self-esteem. :) This is the only sfw thought I have.

What makes me happy about them:

:)) wouldn't you like to know.

I love, love, love the energy they would have, ok!? Imagine, the constant contrast of Lenny and Brannox! Just...imagine.

What makes me sad about them:

Lenny's dead. :((

Also, Brannox has no self-esteem. :(

things done in fanfic that annoys me:

IF there was fanfic of them, which there is none of, I checked-- I would be annoyed if somebody thought Brannox had any power to hold over Lenny. Also, IF there was fanfic, I would not hesitate to read it even if it was garbage, but there's none.

things I look for in fanfic:

Actually existing fanfic. There's none. I gotta write that shit myself, and I'm trying, but it's hard!

My kinks:

:)) I can't. I'll get shadowbanned. Lenny fucks him up, let's just say.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other:

Sofia with Brannox, death with Lenny, I guess?? I'm quite happy how the show ended, but I've never been one to want my ships to be canon, most of the time.

My happily ever after for them:

They quit the clergy, I guess, and Lenny lives with Brannox in the estate and they slip into an awkward but working relationship? Brannox gets over his problems and so does Lenny.

003 | Give me a character & I will tell you + Sir John Brannox.

How I feel about this character:

I feel I got into it before, but I love him.

All the people I ship romantically with this character:

Ah, this is a repeat. Sofia and Lenny, both in their own verses, never together at the same time.

My non-romantic OTP for this character:

....Happiness/Brannox.

My unpopular opinion about this character:

Not in the mood to put a bullseye on myself~

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

We got to see him interact more with ghost!Lenny. Like the scene at Adam's grave, just replay it 100x more.

my het ship:

Sofia and him.

my fem/slash ship:

Lenny and him.

my OTP:

Lenny/Brannox. But that might be cuz I love suffering and pissing people off.

my OT3:

None~

my cross over ship:

None???

my kink:

He has a praise kink.Probably cries during it, too.

a head cannon fact:

*gently puts a hand on Brannox's head* This bastard can fit so many obsessive thoughts in himself!

Also, sorry tumblr user sirjohnbrannox, I am stealing all your headcanons about him.

His parents probably mainly hated him cuz he was a non-straight punk, then started drugs to deal with his problems, and genuinely I feel like he's a little bit...how do I put this, not stable cuz of that. Adam was a perfect son, John meanwhile ended up traumatized and soft and scared. He has no self-esteem cuz his parents fucking sucked and played favorites!! And also probably blamed him for Adam’s death, I guess.  Fuck Brannox's parents!! I don't want to see them!!

my gender bend:

I don't have one, cuz I don't like them~

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001 | Send me a fandom and I will tell you my: + Space Force

Favorite character:

Dr. Adrian Mallory, duh.

Least Favorite character:

RIP in PEPPERONI, KICK !! I HOPE YOU DIE.

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon):

I literally only have one ship, Adrian/Mark.

Character I find most attractive:

In this episode of Dickie sets up ridiculous fights: Adrian Mallory vs Mark Naird. For whoever of the two, I actually find most attractive. Because I don't know, but boys are good.

Character I would marry:

HHHHH no

Character I would be best friends with:

Adrian, but only because we're both could be judgemental af... together!

a random thought:

Man, I hope they didn't make Malk shave for season 2. I'd hate that.

An unpopular opinion:

I don't care that much for Fuck Tony, I'm sorry. He's fine, I just-- don't really see the appeal of him. Maybe, just maybe, I'm too much into old men.

my canon OTP:

I...no? IDK!? Ali/Chan is cute, I guess and they're canon.

Non-canon OTP:

Adrian/Mark, which probably will never be actually canon and we'll keep getting ship baited.RIP. Good that I don't care about my ships being canon all that much.

most badass character:

???? IN SPACE FORCE????

pairing I am not a fan of:

I do not care for Ch*ntony. RIP. Not a NOTP but I just don't see it.

character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another):

Erin Naird. I understand where's she's coming from, but my god.... they really wrote it poorly.

favourite friendship:

Mark and Adrian in the canon lense I guess.

character I want to adopt or be adopted by:

Nope.

002 | send me a ship and I will tell you: + Malloraird

when of if I started shipping it.

When tumblr user sirjohnbrannox didn't shut up about it.

my thoughts:

It's cute, but my kinky hands will continue rubbing off on it.

What makes me happy about them:

Adrian being head over heels for a dense fool.

What makes me sad about them:

Nothing, cuz there's nothing sad in the show? Or at least nothing I am emotionally invested into enough to actually be upset about?

things done in fanfic that annoys me:

Y'all really think Adrian is vanilla? Y'all really think Adrian is anything but a brat?

things I look for in fanfic:

I am interested in a plot, that has a build-up for these two. So...my fic, In Need, which I am still working on. Cuz I literally stopped after my life fell apart and I couldn't handle the daunting comments. Anyways as I was saying. In Need-- except make it good.

My kinks:

:)) I don't want to get shadowbanned but Adrian is not vanilla, let's just say.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other:

Just keep Mark with his wife, I don't care. Adrian, anyone but Jerome. It was painful to witness Jerome. I'm sorry, but how do you write Adrian-- a fairly not too stereotypical gay man? And then write him to be with somebody like Jerome, which just comes off as "oh shit we need a character for this and we didn't establish anyone!"

Also-- Jerome/Adrian is, unfortunately, canon-- why does the wiki make it creepy and one-sided?!!?

My happily ever after for them:

Maggie gets out of prison, runs off with her guard lover (which I'm actually fairly certain will happen), and Mark slowly enters a relationship with Adrian which actually results in both of them widening their views on things and getting along.

003 | Give me a character & I will tell you + Dr Adrian Mallory

How I feel about this character:

He's pretty cool. Fun.

All the people I ship romantically with this character:

I literally only ship him with Mark, cuz Jerome gives me the worst vibes that make me actively partake in Jerome erasure.

My non-romantic OTP for this character:

404 BrOTP not found.

My unpopular opinion about this character:

The man's a brat.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

I wish he would have sung that song about Mark, and it would have actually been one side and nobody would have figured it out (so no photo kissing at the end) lmao cuz that'd -- now that'd be cursed and fun. >:3c

my het ship:

He's canonically gay so none. Unless season 2 decides to make him bisexual, this will continue.

my fem/slash ship:

Him with Mark.

my OTP:

Him and Mark. God, doing these memes is getting repetitve.

my OT3:

None.

my cross over ship:

Lmao none. I mean, c'mon I don't even like crossovers 99% of the time.

my kink:

:DD are you trying to get me shadowbanned, bud.

a head cannon fact:

I have none that I can share here, or at least none springing to mind... but can we all agree that people saying Adrian is a spy or he has intentions for Space Force's downfall, is so funny, because it's literally not that deep. He's just gay and in love with Mark, how much do the r*dditors gotta overthink the damn show? It's not even that good to overthink!

my gender bend:

NO, I don't like them.

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004 | send me 2 fandoms and I will give yo my crossover OTP + The New Pope/Space Force

None of these, I am not answering this, cuz this is the worst crossover ever conceived by man and I don't even like crossovers enough to begin with and my laptop is dying from heat--

....;

no? ok.

Imagine poor ol' Brannox meeting Adrian. Goodbye.

#sirjohnbrannox #ask #aks meme answered #extremely long post under cut #long post cw

[xmatchaxmochix]

Long post: a plea for help.

-Abusive stuff I clearly remember my family doing, in no specific order:

Forced me to stay at home and do a degree I despise and which is giving me severe anxiety and  PTSD-like symptoms and not go to my University of choice because “we can’t pay for it” (I never said I expected them to pay for anything more that they would if I stayed here.) When I stayed and my scholarship got pulled, they expected me to pay for everything related to my degree! (In the end we came to an arrangement where we pay half-and-half, but it’s still shitty :/ )

Related to this, on my first year of Univesity I did get a scholarship, which my father tried to hide from me in hopes he could keep it (which hey, I guess it’s fairly reasonable since he was the one paying fo my transportation that year, but I feel like I had a right to it since they were forcing me to study this degree. Maybe I am entitled. This is a complicated matter of discussion.) I only found out because my mother slipped and said I had gotten some money on top of my tuition.

At 14, one of my classmates banged my head against the corner of my table so hard I got a black eye and half of my face got swollen. They mentioned it to my teacher, who said “boys will be boys”. They let it slide.

Same year, I flunked 5 classes; 4 of them because the teachers thought liked to pick on me because I would always take it, and 1 because I was terrible at it. I spent the whole summer studying non-stop this 4 classes and decided to drop the difficult one. I studied so hard I literally got sick with stress, I spent a whole week bedridden, without being able to eat, talk or go to the bathroom: I could only puke. By the end of the week I was even puking blood. My parents didn’t think about taking me to the hospital. When I got better, I re-sat the tests: I only passed the class I didn’t study for. When I talked to my parents, outraged, they admitted they knew I rightfully should had passed and that the teachers had something against me, but they decided doing nothing and having me re-do the year was easier, because “it’s better to have you flunk when you have studied, than have you pass when you haven’t”. Not satisfied with this, they forcefully cut my hair in retaliation for flunking. Nowadays, when I ask them about this incident, and if they really did punish me without a reason, they literally answer “lol punishment!!” until I drop the topic.

From the day I was 3 to the day I was about 17 my brother would beat the heck out of me, because he was bored, angry, or for no reason. Mind you, not playful punches; but actual beatings that left wounds and bruising. When I was about 14 he took a liking to choking me until I stopped trashing or breathing (luckily this only lasted for like 6 months until I got the clue). He also threw a knife at me. My parents knew and did nothing. If I fought back, I would get grounded for beating my brother; if I didn’t I would get grounded for not fighting back.

When I was about 12, my father offered me to be wed to one of his friends’ sons in exchange for a house.( I have realized this small explanation is not clear. During my grandparents renewal-of-vows, this friend was gushing about how pretty I looked. My father told her, in all seriousness “You know, I only have one daughter. But if you give me the ownership of your house, I can force her to marry one of your sons. She could be all yours.” His friend stayed silent, laughed awkwardly, and left to talk to someone else.)

They are unwilling to let me leave this house and have old me in many occasions that they have gotten the pets so I can’t leave. They are also unwilling not only to pay or help pay for my drivers’ license (despite, as I will say later, claiming they paid for my step-brother’s), but they have said they refuse to give me classes or take me to them and that they will do everything in their power so I will never drive. They have lied many times about how much a license costs so I would think I can’t afford it.

-Things I can’t rememer my family doing, but I have been told they did by them (as my family is fond of lying they might not have happened at all):

I was born with adenoids, which meant I would have high fevers and tremors, huge rashes, ooze pus from my ears, puke everything I ate, and be in constant pain from the day I was born. This also meant I didn’t grow properly, and at 3 years old I was much smaller than my 1 year old brother. My doctor, a traditional man who was not fond of surgery or pills unless it was absolutely necessary, told my parents when I was 2 years old that surgery was urgent or I could die. As per my mother, my father’s reaction was “if she dies, she dies”. I didn’t get surgery until I was 6.

In relation to this, as per my mother, my parents decided that me not growing properly was not due to adenoids but due to a hex, so instead of surgery they took me to a witch to un-hex me. Guess it worked since I’m typing this right now :/

I was born left handed, which my father decided was a mark of the demon, and he would beat me and tie my hands behind my back to prevent me from using my left hand. I am right handed now. My brother was born left handed too, and was never subjected to this. He is still left-handed.

When I was barely weeks old, they dropped me off at the house where the man that raped my mother lived, so they could go out for New Years. This went on for years. I think last time they left me and my brother there, I was 11 years old.

As per my mother, my father paid for my step-brother driver’s license and a expensive class in computers which he promptly dropped out of after going to two classes; when me and my brother were babies and we didn’t have enough money for food. (Also, as I said before, they are nowadays refusing to pay for mine or even help me pay, even though money’s not lacking)

I HAVE DECIDED TO EDIT THIS POST BECAUSE AN AWFUL LOT OF PEOPLE HAVE GOTTEN BACK TO ME EXPLAINING HOW HORRIBLY ENTITLED I AM. I AM LEAVING THIS HERE SO PEOPLE CAN SEE THAT (I THINK) THIS IS REAL ABUSE AND I AM NOT JUST SOME KID USING A FAKE “ABUSIVE FAMILY” AS A CRUTCH, AND I WILL STOP BEGGING FOR NO REASON BECAUSE I AM NOT A SCAMMER NOR ENTITLED TO ANYONE’S MONEY. I AM GOING TO LEAVE THE PAYPAL BUTTON FOR COMMISSIONS, WHICH I WILL EXPLAIN IN POSTS TO COME; AND I AM EXPLAINING HERE SOME WAYS WHERE YOU CAN HELP ME WITHOUT JUST DONATING MONEY AT RANDOM SINCE YOU DON’T HAVE A GUARANTEE I AM NOT A SCAMMER.

Here is a post I made about helping me and making money for yourself at the same time: http://xmatchaxmochix.tumblr.com/post/92053957769/help-me-and-make-money-at-the-same-time  (it is not actualized, I am SO sorry. I will actualize it once I can figure how to bypass Tumblr’s shadowban, or I will make a new one)

Here is my Fiverr, which I use for translation and writing gigs https://www.fiverr.com/matchamochi (you can help me by buying something from me or by joining under me. If you want to buy something from me, though, I’d prefer if you could contact me through Paypal as Fiverr gets a big chunk out of commissions)

Reblogging my Spreepicky and SHEIN posts is of great help. Liking them is not enough because THE AFFILIATE LINKS HAVE AN EXPIRATION DATE, SO IF YOU DON’T BUY SOON, I DON’T GET A COMMISSION. This posts are usually showcasing clothing or crockery. In Spreepicky I only get a cut if you buy under my referral link. In SHEIN I get a cut if you subscribe to their newsletter under my link so please do. They don’t even e-mail that much.

I will open commissions for literally anything I can think of: pics of me, pics of my cats, I will write for you, I will draw for you, I don’t care. Stay tuned for my posts or get back to me if you have a request now.

If you can think of another way I can make money, please warn me. I am always on the lookout for new pages I can join as a referral but I have very little followers so most of them don’t want me.

PLEASE REBLOG.PLEASE.

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