#the thing is!! im genuinely not even that riled up about it!!!

[pupkashi]

the last person you expect to patch you up is gojo satoru, so why are you knocking on his door?

a/n: hi friends! i hope you enjoy this :] im not sure if i like it very much but I’ll let u guys pick it apart and decide if i should be run off the app or not :P please let me know what u guys think !!

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you’re hesitant to knock on the door you’re facing, one arm squeezing your middle and the other holding you up against the wall. you’re sure you looked like we’re about to die, but still you could help but feel like death was a better option than knocking on gojo satoru’s door at 2 in the morning.

the stinging in your side leaves you no choice, lifting your hand and knocking three times. every passing second seems eternal and you almost want to just walk away and head to campus, hoping you make it until morning.

the door swings open, satoru looks at you with wide eyes and messy hair. he looks so normal, you think, taking in his appearance of sweatpants and a t shirt he must’ve thrown on seconds before.

“what the fuck happened to you?” he breathes out, not hesitating to pick you up, carrying you to his restroom and flicking the light on. if you were any more lucid you might’ve caught the genuine concern in his voice and the pounding heart in his chest.

“think the higher ups hate me” you manage to chuckle out, sucking in a sharp breathe when you try to sit up on your own.

satoru is quick to help you up, large hands gently handling you. his brows are furrowed as he looks at the state you’re in.

“why didn’t you call up shoko or go to campus or- literally anything else?!” he scold you, his voice is a higher pitch than you’re used to, he’s running his hands through his hair, tugging slightly before sighing deeply and calming himself down.

“didn’t wanna bother ‘em” you say, voice small. gojo knows in his mind you of all people could never be a bother, especially when shoko absolutely loves you.

“can i take this off?” he asks softly, tugging at your uniform top. you nod weakly, letting him work the fabric off you gently, sucking his teeth when he sees the gash on your side.

“that bad huh?” you laugh, there’s a beat of silence that you find unbearable. your eyes are heavy and the only way you can muster staying awake is by talking, words leaving your mouth without even thinking, “not gonna tell me ‘I’ve had worse’ or ‘this is nothing’ ?”

satoru only brings himself to snicker, “you’re about to pass out and you still wanna bicker with me.”

“to be fair it’s always you starting shit” you chuckle, hissing when he starts cleaning your wound. satoru mumbles a small ‘sorry’ before continuing.

you weren’t completely wrong, satoru always loved seeing you riled up. he loved watching the way the fire ignited behind your eyes when you shot something back at satoru, he loved watching your nose scrunch up when he said something stupid, he loved how you’d fight back smiles when he disrespected some asshole higher up.

“yeah, yeah, you're always saying that” he smiles, finishing up whatever he could on your side before moving to the cuts on your face.

you were still as he gently dabbed the wipes on your face, the slight stinging feeling was the last thing on your mind. the smell of his body wash was muddling your thoughts, the way his fingertips brushed against your skin gave you goosebumps.

“who sent you on the mission?” his voice was no longer playful and light. there was an edge to his voice as he spoke, and you couldn’t stop the chills that ran down your spine.

the only thing you could muster was a small shrug of your shoulders.

“it was the higher ups from last time, wasn’t it? the one you stood up to?” his voice is threatening and low, blue eyes boring into you as you tried to avoid eye contact.

“y/n, look at me” the stern tone left no room for protest, looking at him and gulping. you nodded your head, whispering a small ‘yeah.’ satoru mumbled something you couldn’t hear, his jaw clenched and hands shaking slightly.

“I’m going to kill them” he spat, taking a step back before look at you again, the sight filling him with even more rage.

“didn’t you say that wouldn’t change anything?” you stated, sitting up as best you could, trying your best to hide the pain you felt from the sudden movement.

satoru ignored your words, already making a move to head out of the bathroom door, but your voice stopped him.

“don’t- i don’t wanna be alone” you whispered, eyes watering a bit as the reality of the situation hit you all at once. “i just- nevermind” you laughed dryly, hissing as you pushed yourself off the countertop and stood.

satoru was immediately at your side holding you up, “what are you-” your words cut him off before he could finish.

“I’m gonna go home, don’t wanna bother you more than i have” you smiled, eyes still a bit teary. you’re brain doesn’t process what’s happening fast enough, only realizing what’s happening a couple seconds later when satoru’s arms are wrapped around your body.

“you aren’t going anywhere” he mumbles against the top of your head, squeezing you gently.

the warmth of his body is enough to comfort you, muscles relaxing and letting your tears spill against his chest.

“why?” you whisper, the question causing satoru to tense up against you. “why do you care so much?”

his thoughts stop for a second, the only thing on his mind is you. the way you’re looking at him in a way you never have before, with an emotion he can’t place. he can only think of one thing.

“isn’t it obvious?” he replies, voice soft, his cheeks heating up and ears burning. he’s trying to hide the slight tremble of his hands as he caressed your cheek softly, thumb wiping away a stray tear.

“only obvious thing about you is your ego” you smile, laughing a bit between sniffles as satoru gasps at you.

“and you say i start things?” he giggles, picking you up softly before leading you to his bedroom. the two of you in a comfortable silence as he looks through his drawers, handing you one of his shirts and shorts for you to change into.

“you can drop me off at home-” you begin but satoru is quick to speak over you.

“I’ll sleep on the couch, there’s some toothbrushes in the top drawer under the sink,” he says, continuing to list off any other items you’d need and where to find them.

it’s ten minutes later and you’re laying in the large bed, staring at the ceiling when you find the energy to walk into the hallway, peeking around the corner and into the living room.

satoru smiled at you, the bright tv lights illuminating his figure, “cant sleep?” he asks. you nod your head, slowly making your way towards him. “c’mere” he says softly, gently moving you when you sit on the couch, letting you cuddle into his side until you were comfortable.

between the exhaustion and the comfort of satoru’s fingers running along your arm you were sound asleep in a matter of minutes (10, satoru was counting). he placed a feathery kiss to the top of you head, shifting to pick you up, carrying you to his bed and tucking you in, slipping besides you before facing the opposite direction.

you stirred a bit, mumbling something and causing satoru to turn, “y/n?” he whispered. you seemed to gravitate towards him, one of your arms finding him and tugging his shirt, making him come closer to you. still asleep, you nuzzled yourself against him, sighing softly before stilling again.

satoru draped his arm around you, keeping you close before letting his eyes shut. for tonight, he won’t think about the thing he’ll say and do to the higher ups who sent you on that mission as punishment.

instead he’ll hold you close, keeping you safe and making sure you’re well enough to argue on any and every thing possible. he’ll make you breakfast tomorrow and ask if you feel the same for him. he’ll rush you to shoko so he can kiss you with as much passion and fervor as he’s imagined since the time you almost beat him in an argument.

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[sp1rit-realm]

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༻¨*:· summary ·:*¨༺ you get paired with Eddie Munson for your ceramics final.

༻¨*:· notes ·:*¨༺ 𖦹 cheerleader!reader 𖦹 eddie calls reader "princess" and "sweet thing" 𖦹 angst for one microsecond 𖦹 closest thing you will get to enemies to lovers from me 𖦹 jason carver. you have been warned 𖦹 im sorry if your name is allie 𖦹 im in love with this fic 𖦹 i actually love the way this came out 𖦹 i did not proofread this⎝(ˊ0ˋ)⎠

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You hear someone shout. Something about "sheep," and you immediately know who it is. Still, you turn your head to see the person staring at you.

"Oh," He scoffs, "And their leader stares directly at me! Hey, princess! Was there something you needed? Or were you just staring at the freak again?"

You don't answer, turning back to your lunch.

"Yep, that's what I thought!" He yells.

Then, Carver stands up, "Leave her alone!" He yells.

Eddie smirks, "Princess needs her knight in shining armor to save her?" He mockingly croons.

Ignoring Eddie, you look to Carver, "Jason, just—" You take a deep breath, "Just sit down. Leave him alone."

Jason scoffs, "He's picking on you, babe."

"First, don't call me babe. You hear me?" Jason nods, "Second, sit down."

For once in his life, Jason listens.

Eddie smiles in victory, knowing he got you riled up. Even happier knowing Carver got told off.

You walked into fourth period late and sighed upon seeing the only open seat. Silently, you sit next to him. You hear him groan, and you don't need to look to know he's rolling his eyes.

The teacher drones on about the subject, and Eddie watches as you diligently take notes. Your pen's ink is sparkly and blue; he internally scoffs. 

The teacher mentions the words: "Final project." Eddie sighs, and you light up. He despises how happy you look.

Ms. Ronette mentions that this will be a partner project, and this time, you groan. None of your friends are in this class.

Then, she says that you will be working with your seat partner. There's an eruption of both glee and gloom. Some people are indifferent. You're hoping that's how Eddie feels, but you know he's pissed. You and Eddie look at each other, and you offer a hopeful smile. He scowls in return.

As soon as the bell rings, Eddie is out the door. You chase after him.

"Eddie! Wait!" He stops, and you catch your breath, "You would think all that cheering would make it easier for me to breathe after running for five seconds," You laugh. Eddie does not, "Just... get on with it."

You frown, "When should we meet to work on the project? I'm free today after five." You offer.

"I have Hellfire," He keeps walking.

Taking long strides to keep up with him, you continued, "I can wait. How long does it usually run?"

"'Till six, if we're lucky."

"Oh, well, I can sit in." You suggest with a smile, "It doesn't sound all that bad."

He hates how genuine you sound.

"Fine. But," Eddie stops to turn at you, "Absolutely no mocking or making fun of it. Understand?"

You nod.

"Sorry that you have to spend time with the freak," One of the girls on the team says in the locker room.

You shrug, "Y'know, maybe you should give him a chance. He doesn't seem horrible."

"I hear he sacrifices to the Devil." She whispers.

"Oh, I think that's just rumors," You deny the accusation thrown at him. You never liked rumors.

Walking into Hellfire was scary. You weren't sure what to expect, and Allie definitely got into your head with the whole sacrificing thing. She even told you he might lure you into a trap and sacrifice you. You didn't believe it rationally. But, your heart beats as you knock.

"Enter." You hear Eddie say. He's sitting on a throne and looks so in his element.

Nobody greets you, and you weren't expecting them to. Still, it would have been nice.

You pull out your notebook and begin sketching your final project.

Eventually, you give up on the sketch to listen in on the game. It's pretty interesting. There are trolls and elves, and you hear the word merfolk at one point. That piques your interest, and you begin drawing a mermaid. She's demonic and cryptic and freaky, and you smile. She's beautiful.

Everyone's packing up, and you're glad. All you want to do is work on your project.

"We can go to my house?" You propose.

"I smell like weed."

"And?"

He tries to hide his smirk—it doesn't work.

Once you're at your house, you grab your basket of albums.

"Pick one," You smile.

"What do you even have in there? Pop music?"

You shrug, "I think I'll surprise you."

"What, you have one Bowie album in there? Think that'll impress me?"

Why was he being so difficult?

"I'm just trying to put on some music to make this more bearable."

He scoffs, "Fine. Give it to me." 

You hand him the basket, and he's surprisingly careful with it.

His eyebrows raise as he flicks through your collection, "Kill 'Em All?"

You smile. You surprised Eddie Munson.

With the music playing, you pull out your textbook.

"Who do you want to study?"

"I don't care." He shrugs.

"Look, Munson," You cross your arms, "I care about my grade in this class. I know you probably don't, but I do."

"Of course, everything is about you," He copies your movements, crossing his arms back, "I'll have you know, I immensely enjoy pottery."

"Oh."

"Yeah."

An awkward silence falls over the two of you.

"Let's go with Beatrice Wood." He murmurs.

"That's who I was thinking, actually," You whisper, pulling out your sketch.

"Guess we have something in common." He snorts like it's the funniest thing in the world.

"Guess we do."

And with that, you set out on your research.

"It's getting late," You yawn, "Did you want dinner?"

Eddie wants to say no but also doesn't want box mac n cheese again. Ultimately, his guilt wins, "Nah, don't worry about it."

"Nonsense," You dismiss him, "I'll make something."

"Are you sure?" He's growing anxious by the second.

"I'm positive," You reassure.

"You live in a trailer, right?" You ask, blowing on your food.

He nods, "What about it?"

You can tell his defenses are up.

"Just wondering," You shrug.

"You gonna tell all your friends? Make fun of the trailer park freak?"

You furrow your brows, "No. I don't enjoy making fun of people, and I certainly wouldn't make fun of you. If anything, I would make fun of Allie." You state.

"Why? I'm, like, prime 'picking-on' material."

You shake your head, "It's not nice to make fun of someone for where they live or what they do for fun. Allie is the worst if I'm being honest. She's always talking about how much she loves tennis. She's not even good at it."

Eddie laughs, "Didn't you just say it's not nice to make fun of someone's hobbies?"

You smile sheepishly, "Yeah, but Allie's a bitch."

Eddie gawps, "I've never heard you swear."

"I don't do it often," You shrug.

"You should do it more."

Eddie leaves, and you tell him to drive home safely. Maybe working on this project won't be as bad as you thought.

"How was working with Munson?" Allie asks you the next day.

You roll your eyes, "You were right!" Your smile was saccharine sweet, "He tried to sacrifice me!"

Allie gasps, "Really!?"

"No, idiot," You huff, "We actually got a lot done. And then we had dinner."

"Who'd you have dinner with?"

"Carver." You greeted.

"Tell me you didn't have dinner with the freak. What did you eat?" He laughs, "Box mac and cheese?"

You cross your arms, "It's not nice to make fun of people, Jason." With that, you walked away.

"Imagine being named Jason," You murmur, sitting beside Eddie. He laughs, and a sense of pride settles in you.

"Imagine your last name being Carver," He whispers. You giggle, and Eddie is sure it's the sweetest sound he's ever heard. Then, he remembers he's supposed to hate you.

"So..." You're elbows deep in clay at this point, "What exactly is 'Dungeons and Dragons?'"

Eddie is surprised, "Um," He swallows the lump in his throat, "It's an RPG."

"I—" You sigh as your pot collapses again, "I'm not sure what that is." You throw the clay again.

"Role-playing game. I'm the Dungeon Master or DM."

"So you're character is... Dungeon Master?"

He smiles, "Not quite."

"Why do I feel like you're making fun of me?"

"I'm not making fun of you, princess. Promise."

"Stop calling me that," You whisper, though you're smiling.

"Why? You're the princess of Hawkins High."

"No, I'm not."

"Mhm," He nods theatrically, "Sure."

It makes you laugh, and you don't care about the stares you receive from your peers.

"So... You wanna come to my place to work on the project?" Eddie asks at the end of the period.

"Can you drive me?" You ask, hopefully.

"Sure can, princess."

You try to disguise your smile as a scowl at the name. Eddie can see right through you.

"Lots of mugs..." You say, looking around Eddie's trailer.

"My Uncle Wayne's." He answers. "Anyway, this was to my room!" He declares like he's on a journey. You giggle, and Eddie melts again.

Eddie's giddy. He always is when he's thinking about you. Your perfume and that lip gloss that's been used so much that the label has begun to rub off.

"I'm running out," You pout as you stare at the tube of gloss, and Eddie thinks he would buy you all the lip glosses in the world if it meant you would smile at him.

"Hey, shiny lips," You roll your eyes with a smile, "Time to work on this project."

You groan and clutch your chest like you've been mortally wounded. Eddie laughs at your antics.

You settle on his bed, books out, when he asks, "Am I what they chalk me up to be? Have I freaked you out?"

You swear there's almost a sadness in his tone, "No. You haven't tried sacrificing me."

"Yet." He adds, knowing it will make you giggle again. God, he loves that sound. He decides it's the worst thing on the planet because how can you be so lovely and sweet and laugh like that and then expect him not to fall for you? It's cruel, truly.

"Did you draw this?" He nudges the drawing of the mermaid.

"Oh, yeah," You grow warm.

"It's pretty fucking sick," Eddie says as he pulls the drawing out.

"I drew it when you were playing Dungeons and Dragons. Someone said something about merfolk, so I drew one." You shrugged, "It's not that good—"

"Oh, shut up. It's good. Amazing, even."

"You don't have to lie," You murmur.

"I'm not lying! How do I prove that to you?"

You think momentarily, "Hang it on your wall, then I'll believe you."

Eddie smiles and grabs a pin. He hangs it next to his guitar.

You gawp at him.

"What?"

"You actually hung it!"

"Of course I did! It's amazing!"

"Thank you." 

"Don't mention it, princess."

"Stop calling me princess, Eddie," You cross your arms.

"Stop being a princess, and I'll stop calling you princess." He jests.

You find yourself not wanting to leave, "So..." You look around his room, "You sell?"

Eddie huffs a laugh, "Did the princess wanna buy something?"

Your eyes go wide, "No! No, I was just wondering."

"Have you ever smoked weed?"

You nod, "I like smoking. It makes me laugh a lot."

And then, Eddie decides he needs to get you high.

"You wanna smoke?"

"I don't have any money," You shake your head.

"C'mon, it's on me. I've got my own stash," He opens a drawer and pulls out a pre-rolled joint.

You couldn't stop laughing, and Eddie adored it. Your eyes got smaller while the slopes of your cheeks grew. He was sure he was in the presence of an angel.

"And then," You laughed, "She vomited! All over her white clothes!"

"You really do hate this Allie girl, don't you?"

You throw your head back and groan, "She's the worst, Munson. All she does is talk and talk and talk about how much she loves tennis and her boyfriend, and her voice is so nasally. It gives me a migraine."

"Who's her boyfriend?" Eddie asks, intrigued.

"Just... a guy."

"Oh!" He snaps, "It's Gonzalez, right? Michael?"

"Yeah. Can we talk about something else?"

Eddie was quiet, and you were worried you scared him off with your strong reaction.

"Let's talk about Beatrice Wood."

You smiled kindly, glad he didn't pry. You received a smile back from Eddie Munson for the first time, and it felt like you won the lottery.

Eddie decided he hated you. He hated you and your cute face and your stupid laugh. He despised you. You freaky-art-making bubbly cheerleader.

And there he was. Nothing more than an anomaly who reeked of weed and cigarettes. A nerd-game-playing, grumpy freak.

And the worst part? He was falling for you. Hard. Oh, he loathed you because he knew you would never feel the same way.

You were too good for him. Too pretty, too nice, too lovely.

"You weren't here yesterday," You grab some slip with a frown as Eddie sits across from you. 

"Yeah... I was at home."

"I saw you during passing period, Eddie. Where were you?"

Eddie sighed, "I was dealing."

"The whole period?" You threw your slab a little too hard. Eddie flinched.

"Yeah."

You solemnly nodded. There had to be some reason Eddie ditched. Maybe it was you. His whole M.O. was "hating cheerleaders," so would it be that ridiculous to assume he didn't like you? It would, you decided. He liked you. He spent so much time with you. Sure, it was to work on the project, but there was no doubt in your mind that you spent more time together than anyone should during a research project. 

"Whatcha thinking about, princess?" He smirks.

You sigh, "Things I shouldn't be thinking about."

"Like... me?" He hopes he doesn't come off as desperate.

"Maybe," You smile, "Maybe not."

"That wasn't a no."

"It certainly wasn't," You confirm.

Eddie beams.

"You've been spending a lot of time with the freak," Jason says during lunch.

"His name is Eddie, Carver. He's a person." You cross your arms, then mutter: "Unlike you."

"What did you just say?" He asks.

"Nothing, Jason," You glare at him.

"Look," He barks out a humorless laugh, "I don't get why you jump to defend him. He's a freak. He's probably got a sock at home with your name on it. He's not good for you."

And that's when you snap, "Oh, like you know what's good for me! Do you even know my favorite color? Because I'm sure he does!"

Carver has nothing to say to that, and he leaves you alone.

"I am so sick of Carver," You moan in the locker room.

"So am I, if I'm being honest," Allie concurs.

"I literally was not talking to you, Allie." You huff out.

"Jeez," She murmurs, "No need to be so rude."

"Actually, Allie," You turn to her, "There is."

You walk into the drama room, and Eddie greets you. He makes everyone else welcome you. It's a nice feeling that makes you warm inside.

"Sorry it ran late, princess," Eddie apologizes as you sit in his van.

"It's okay," You reassure, "I drew some more."

Eddie nearly slams on the breaks, "You did?"

"I did," You gleam like the star you are.

"Can't wait to see them."

"Sweet thing, these are amazing." Eddie isn't smiling, and it would worry you if not for his tone. He's so sincere, and you melt. "What if you draw something for me?" He proposes.

"I will," You promise, "After we work."

"Take as much time as you need, princess."

You don't understand why everyone seems to despise him. Eddie's a good kid with a kind heart, and you really enjoy him and his company. He's funny and stupid and cute. Yes, Eddie Munson is cute, attractive, pretty, whatever word you want. And you're surprised you didn't notice it sooner, but as he sits on his bed, tongue poking out ever so slightly as he reads, you can't deny how attracted you are to him.

"Allie keeps talking about Michael," You mention. It was out of nowhere. You were both silently writing. Eddie looks up at you, and you look... wounded. 

"Yeah? What about him?"

You huff, "About how he's so great."

Eddie frowns, "Look, sweet thing, I know you don't like Allie, but why are you so upset she's with Michael?"

You look like you're about to burst into tears, and Eddie is scared he's said the wrong thing.

"Because I should be with him." You put and cross your arms.

"You like Michael?" Eddie is surprised because Gonzalez is a douchebag, and you're a sweet angel.

"Not anymore," You harshly wipe at your eyes, "We used to date."

Eddie's heart frowns, "And Allie...?"

"Took him from me!" You sniffle; Eddie's heart breaks.

"I sound childish," You determine, trying to blink back the onslaught of tears approaching, "But she just took him, and she doesn't even care about how I felt. Y'know she told me you were going to lure me and sacrifice me? How cruel is that?"

"That's... wow. Allie really is a bitch, isn't she?"

You solemnly nod as Eddie wraps his arm around you. You soften into it.

"For what it's worth, Michael's an idiot." He mutters into your hair.

"An idiot?" you look up at him, eyes all big and watery.

"An idiot to lose a girl like you."

"Can I kiss you?" You realize after you've said it that you sound lame, but as Eddie ducks down to place his lips on yours, you couldn't care less.

You dial your home's number into the phone, twisting the cord around your finger, kiss-bitten lips, and a wide grin.

The phone rings once, twice, three times, then your mother answers.

"Y/l residence."

"Mom," You all but gush, "I'm gonna stay over at a friend's tonight."

"Y/n? Who?" 

"My friend Eddie," You're quiet, testing the waters.

"Eddie?" You can hear the apprehension in her voice, "A boy?"

"Yes, mom. A boy."

"Honey," She sighs, "You need to wash your uniform. I trust you, but..."

"But?"

"I don't want you staying over at his house. I don't even know him."

You shake your head at an excited Eddie, whose mood sours.

"Okay. I'll see you in a little." You sigh, hanging up.

"No dice?" Eddie asks, already knowing the answer.

"No dice." You confirm, and you both frown.

"Bye, princess," Eddie says as you open the door to the van

"Bye, Eddie," You smile, happy with the outcome of your study sesh.

You scream into your pillow that night, murmuring: "I kissed him." Over and over, still shocked.

"I forgot to give this to you yesterday," You push a piece of folded paper toward Eddie.

"What is it?"

"Just... open the paper."

You've drawn a cute bunny. Eddie smiles, "For me?"

"For you."

"This is so metal, babe."

You laugh, "Are you sure about that? It's a bunny."

"Most metal thing ever." He affirms.

The next day after class, Eddie shows you a tattoo of a small bunny on his arm, right next to the bats.

"You—" You point at his arm, "You got it tattooed?"

"'Course I did, sweet thing. Most metal thing ever, remember?"

You stumble into the cafeteria with Eddie.

"Oh my god!" You laugh, and all eyes are on you. You, the princess of Hawkins High, are laughing—not at, but with Eddie Munson. 

Eddie Munson, the school freak.

"I cannot believe you got it tattooed."

"Believe it, babe."

And, for the first time, you walk right past the "popular kids" table. You sit next to Eddie, unbothered.

thank you for reading, lovely ₊˚.༄

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[snowsonlylove]

hii!! i commented about making a fic of coryo w or about the song haunted by beyonce, i was thinking maybe something smut if ur comfortable! if not its okay but the fic could be academy!coriolanus x academy!reader and theyre school rivals both working hard to beat each other and theyre obsessed with each other but they hide it with the fact they wanna win but they j wanna fuck (or get together) maybe theyre both possessive and jealous or coryo is the one thats really extra with it,, the story could go rlly slow too and then theres just a part where the facade and tension goes away and theyre needing each other so badly at that moment rushing everything, just like how the song goes idk if i made any sense :o im so excited to see the result!! this song just gives me coriolanus vibes

You Must Be Haunting Me..

a/n note: hii!! yes, i loved your idea and i mostly stayed with your vision, only changing some minor things so the situation makes sense and dw i managed to deliver 🫡 hopefully you like it!! tysm for your idea and i look forward to seeing if there are some things you want to expand on (maybe with little blurbs on this dynamic bc i absolutely LOVE this trope!) & i'm totally comfortable with smut so dw about sending me kinky asks or requests. i totally accept them!!

Pairing: Academy!Coriolanus Snow x AcademyRival!Reader

Summary: Y/N Y/L/N and Coriolanus Snow have been academic rivals ever since the beginning of their journey in the Academy. It’s no secret that both Y/N and Coriolanus are the two top students of the Academy, both of them only being able to beat each other, the rest are just no competition for them. However, they genuinely have no idea why they're doing this constant battle against each other. Little did they know, both of them always think about each other behind closed doors and are obsessed with each other, each equally impressed at the other at how intelligent they are. One day, things just boil over with how Coriolanus constantly riles Y/N up and they explode in a huge fight which results in a turmoil of deep, rough and passionate sex. 

Fic Type: Smut (NSFW) 18+, Enemies to Lovers trope, dramatic behaviour from both of them, a wee bit of angst (mostly derived from the name-calling but in my head this is more funny than it is angsty 😭😭😭)

Warnings: unprotected sex (don’t do this guys, use a condom. reader is on birth control), rough pushing, harsh words used from both Y/N and Coriolanus, degradation (use of whore), cunnilingus (female receiving), squirting, lmk if i missed anything else

Word Count: 2k

I do not own Coriolanus Snow or Y/N Y/L/N (cuz it’s you, boo). All credits go to Suzanne Collins and her team. Song credits also go to Beyonce and her team. 

I do not allow my works to be republished or translated under any circumstances. Any instances of this happening and YOU WILL BE BLOCKEDDD. 

Also, ageless and empty blogs will be BLOCKED as this is a 18+ fic. Report my fics and you’re blocked cuz if u don’t like it, LEAVEEEE.

Y/N Y/L/N and Coriolanus Snow began this disastrous journey from the age of 11-12. Both students entered the Academy with an air of poise and elitism about them as they knew what it took to defeat the competition in the Academy, most students not even being a possible candidate to them. It was all fine and well, until one year, Y/N and Coriolanus were put in the same class for the year, and the rivalry then started..

The first assignment of that year was an individual project on what each student thought the Capitol looked like during its earliest times. Each student was tasked with coming up with a drawing with their thoughts on said topic. This was their chance to go up against each other. Both Y/N and Coriolanus would stay up in the library after school and collect piles of books and do their research and by the time the task was due, Y/N and Coriolanus obviously submitted the best sketches.

After acknowledging this, the professor asked the class to vote for who’s sketch was the best. Small pieces of paper were given out to write either Y/N’s and Coriolanus’s names and as the professor then collected the papers, making both students anxious. As the professor counted the votes, Y/N’s heart was beating out of her chest, Coriolanus’s as well. It was then announced that Y/N won, which made Coriolanus furious as he spewed a full speech on how much he hated her. “You’d never be as good as what they say you are. You’re just dirt under my feet. God! You’re such a bitch!” He screamed as the professor and the class started at him in astonishment as they’ve never seen him lash out before.

Y/N was heartbroken when she heard this as sometimes when Coriolanus wasn’t looking, Y/N would sneak glances towards him and she started to be enamoured by him. Their time together after hours in the library would usually end up in them having conversations about their day and this time together helped them bond better. With this in mind, Y/N truly thought Coriolanus was at least civil enough to be respectful towards her. Y/N felt tears well up in her eyes as she ran out of the classroom, the professor telling her to wait.

Coriolanus, still blind with rage, kept on screaming and yelling obscenities about Y/N as he stormed off to his seat, his face red and his whole demeanour fueling with rage. Unfortunately, this fateful day was what started the vicious rivalry between Y/N and Coriolanus as the two would fight over who got the better grades, which teacher favoured which student more, the differences in their scores in each assignment every single day.

As of current, both Y/N and Coriolanus are 18 and in the midst of graduating. One of their last assignments was unfortunately a pair assignment. Dr Gaul once scoped out the Academy and witnessed one of the fights between Y/N and Coriolanus and she noticed how by getting them near each other, she could make them into the power couple of Panem and have them continue the Hunger Games, which inspired her to whisper in the ear of Dean Highbottom to get them to be in the same class and for them to share a table together until they graduated. Both Y/N and Coriolanus were very unhappy about this, both choosing to ignore each other while they were in their seats. 

With both of them getting older, both Y/N and Coriolanus started noticing certain things about them. Coriolanus noticed how Y/N’s facial features were more prominent, how her ass got bigger, her breasts more plump, making him unable to control a certain urge at times which led him to mastrubate thinking about her sometimes. Y/N also noticed a few things about Coriolanus. How he started to grow muscles, how they cling to his academy uniform whenever he took off his academy jacket, how his jaw was sharper, how his nose was becoming more emphasised, how he lost his baby fat. She can honestly go forever and forever about how attractive he is.

That being said, there was one particular day where everything just blew over the water. Y/N and Coriolanus were taking notes during Dean Highbottom’s lecture when Y/N felt Coriolanus’s elbow dig into her arms whenever they got to writing. This obviously made Y/N frustrated as she harshly whispered to Coriolanus to stop a few times, which led to a hushed debate between the two before it grew louder and louder until they were screaming at each other, making the whole class look at them and Dean Highbottom staring at them in shock before yelling for them to stop and stay after class for detention.

Both Y/N and Coriolanus felt embarrassed as they were lectured by Dean Highbottom after class before an assistant of Dean Highbottom requested him to join Dr Gaul for a meeting about the Hunger Games. Dean Highbottom sighed as he looked at the two young teenagers, “Look.. I feel that you two are now old enough to know what is acceptable behaviour in class. I’ll be back soon, do not kill each other while I’m gone.” As Highbottom left the classroom, the tense atmosphere began to build as the door closed behind him.

Almost immediately after he left, Y/N and Coriolanus stared at each other with the most hateful expression ever. Y/N menacingly glared at him while saying with gritted teeth, “See, Coriolanus! If you’re long ass elbow didn’t fucking dig in my arm every single time, that old fart wouldn’t lecture us for one fucking hour! My god, you’re truly dumb!” Coriolanus glared at her before stating, “It’s not my fucking fault that happened with you were taking over the whole goddamn table with your arms everywhere! Geez, Y/N! I thought you’d be more modest!”

Y/N looked at him, shocked, “ME?!! You’re blaming ME for something YOU did! That is so fucking misogynistic coming from you, a man! I swear to god, this is discrimination towards women at its core! Grow the fuck up, Coriolanus! We’re not children anymore! God! I’d be spending my time with Sejanus right now if it weren’t for your stubborn ass!” Y/N huffed while rolling her eyes. Coriolanus stared at her, his face full of jealousy before gritting out, “Sejanus? What the fuck are you doing with Sejanus?! You’re such a fucking whore! Ugh, you’re such a bitch!” Y/N looked at him, offended, “Bitch, weren’t you just fucking Clemensia a few weeks ago? Yeah, I heard about that! Everyone was practically talking about it! Don’t pretend to be so innocent, Coriolanus!”

Coriolanus looked at her, his expression turned dark as he stalked towards her, her taking a step back until her back had hit the wall. Coriolanus leaned towards her, lifting one of his arms to go above her, bringing the other hand towards her chin and lifting it. At this point, the height difference became very apparent as her head was tipped far back, her still glaring at him. “Are you baiting me, Y/N? You talk so much for someone who just fucked Felix Ravinstill of all people a few days ago..” Y/N continued to glare up at him, “At least I had the decency to keep it in my pants longer than you! God, I hate you!” Coriolanus looked taken aback as he muttered while leaning in to cup her cheeks, her face wiggling to be let out of his grip, “Well, I hate you too, sweetheart…” 

Coriolanus leaned in as he captured Y/N’s lips with his, their mouths fighting for dominance as they kissed each other as if they needed each other to breathe. The previous tension broke into a more sensual type of tension as Coriolanus wrapped his hands around her hair ravenously while Y/N’s hand made friends with the back of his neck. One of Coriolanus’s hands found its way to Y/N’s waist as he dragged her away from the wall, pushing her towards a nearby desk before propping her up on the desk and spreading her legs, allowing him to be closer to her, not once breaking their kiss. Y/N broke their kiss as she moved her lips to Coriolanus’s neck and trailed them down his Adam’s apple while taking off his blazer and unbuttoning his shirt, Coriolanus doing the same to her.

As they undressed each other, they continued to slide their tongues against each other, the sound echoing around the classroom. They managed to undress each other down to them both only wearing underwear before Coriolanus kneeled down so that he was face to face with the apex of her thighs. Coriolanus leaned in and captured his teeth to her underwear as he slowly pulled it down, revealing her aching, dripping pussy. Coriolanus licked his lips as he roughly shoved two fingers in her cavern as he curled his fingers in and out her folds, creating a beautiful sensation as he found her G-spot with no difficulty.

Y/N moaned as she threw her head back and slid her hands down to Coriolanus’s hair and tugged on it while pulling him closer to her heat. “Oh my gosh.. Coryo, it feels so good…” As he kept pumping his fingers in and out of her, he suddenly attached his lips onto her clit as he sucked on her clit and pumped his fingers harder, each movement feeling more and more intense for Y/N. He kept on going as he curled his fingers one final time, which made Y/N yell out as she squirted and covered his fingers with her wetness.

Y/N sighed in satisfaction as she helped Coriolanus up and gave him a deep, passionate kiss while tugging down his underwear and hooking her legs on the bottom of his back, Coriolanus leaned in closer as he aligned his erection with her heat, tapping his dick on her clit a few times before pushing his hardness in her heat. He only pushed in half of it when Y/N suddenly exclaimed, “Coryo, it’s too much! I can’t take all of it!” 

Coriolanus leaned down so his forehead was laying against hers before whispering in a comforting tone, “It will fit, Y/N. Trust me, trust me..” He closed his eyes as he leaned in to capture her lips with his as he pushed in slower this time, now being able to fill her pussy with his cock to the point where their hips were against each other. Coriolanus groaned as he slowly pulled out before thrusting in again, “Fuck, Y/N… You’re so good. Such a good girl..” 

Y/N moaned at hearing him praise her as he started to thrust his dick in faster, each time harder and rougher than the last. The room started to echo with the sound of her moaning, his groaning and the sound of skin slapping. Y/N closed her eyes as she moaned, her mouth forming an “O” shape as she threw her head back once more and arched her back, needing to feel closer to him. Coriolanus wrapped his arms around her waist as he pulled her in closer and kissed his way all around her neck, leaving furious red hickeys which would soon turn purple.

The pace in which he was fucking her got rougher each time he would thrust his aching hard dick into her dripping pussy, the slapping sound really turning them on and his balls slapped to her ass, their moans becoming louder and louder each time. The furious force in which he was fucking her started to reach a boiling point as Coriolanus moaned, “Ugh.. I’m fucking cumming, Y/N. Oh.. You’re such a good girl. Such a tight and wet pussy..” 

“Ohh.. Coriolanus… So good, so deep… I’m gonna come, gonna come.. OH MY GODD!!” Y/N screamed as she came. Coriolanus groaned as he came inside her, sighing as he tried to bask in the afterglow of his orgasm, holding Y/N tight against his chest in the process. Y/N left kisses and hickeys around his neck as she looked up at him with a dazed but satisfied expression and kissed his lips however, this time the kiss shared between them wasn’t one full of hate, it was one full of love.

As they pulled away from each other and started to get dressed, Coriolanus faced Y/N and said, “You know, if you wanted to fuck me, you could’ve said so.” He said with a smirk. Y/N turned to look at him, acting shocked as she huffed in feign frustration, “Oh shut up, Coriolanus!” She smacked his chest as both of them gave each other a silly grin before hurling in laughter.

#academy!coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow #tbosas fanfiction #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #hunger games #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus snow x reader #snow x reader #coriolanus snow smut #coriolanus snow angst

[wintersera]

g!p aespa and their roomie

(thoughts)

g!p aespa x f!reader non idol au

notes: this has been on my mind for a longgg ass time and i think i’ll write more about this au. it’s also like 1am while im writing this oopsies.

cw: crack (in a way), g!p, dacryphilia(?), SMUT, cockwarming, degredation, praise, marking, overstim, edging

first time staying in a dorm and all of your roommates have cocks??? life is good.

GISELLE HAS A FAT COCK AND KNOWS HOW TO USE IT WELL. knows you’re a perv, staring her up and down everyday. from when she just came out the shower to her coming home from work yeah.. perv. as if she isnt herself. looking at your boobs like she needs them badly. she does. first time you came into her room she signals you to sit down next to her. since its the start of the term you dont know each other that well but the closeness between you two would say otherwise. only knowing eachother for at least two weeks to your surprise she’s comfortably touchy with you. maybe because of the unsurprising sexual tension you both have. leaning in to you with her low cut shirt showing just a smidge of cleavage whispering dirty words into your ear to rile you up calling you her “good little slut” or “her whore” DAMN she wants to fuck you so bad. rips off your clothes desperately tearing your panties off real fast. she lets you ride her mhm mhm. when i say her cock is big i mean it's biiiiiig. 10 inches to be exact. as much as she’s lengthy she’s equally girthy as well. hard to get adjusted to but you finally fit her cock in your cunt. helps you ride out the pain for a while before shoving her entire length into you the sudden pleasure making you scream her name <33 SHE LOVES COWGIRL POSITION SO MUCH ITS CRAZY. watching you bounce on her hard dick while your boobs move up and down is her favourite thing. doesn’t hesitate to sit up and suck and lick your nipples leaving dozens of hickeys on your chest. such a hard dom, will literally shove your head into the pillow, pounding hard and rough from behind. definitely an ass smacker you can’t tell me otherwise. has you crying ever time she slams her cock into you smacking your ass to gain even more guttural moans from you. she goes to gym so you know she can pick you up with ease and throw you around, she does exactly that. treating you like your a doll whenever she wants to switch positions. your on all fours and out of nowhere you’re now on your back with her hovering over you, teasing your entrance again with her tip. 100% a massive tease as well. denying your orgasm for hours on end until your messed up crying on her bed begging on your hands and knees to cum. eventually she does let you cum, but overstimulates you for as long as she’s edged you. i jst think she’s a really teasy hard dom UGH. she also seems like the type to take videos and photos whenever you have sex. has a hidden photo album filled with videos of you riding her dick or photos with hickeys all over your body YUP.

karina has a massive dick but doesn't know how to use it. after actively listening to you and aeris, almost everyday, late night activities she wanted to join in on the fun albeit kinda embarrassed about asking if she could. is so caring during intercourse, almost like you’re a real couple. she’s slow and steady making sure that you’re feeling good always asking if you’re okay. the type of person to get hard off of praise. you could call her a “good girl” after she’d cum in you and she’d immediately get hard again. yeah she has a massive cock probably around the same size as aeri’s but a little more smaller. veiny and kinda leans a little to the left. HOWEVER she genuinely doesn’t know what to do with it, so most of the times you’ve had sex you’re the one to lead. it’s pretty unusual for her as she’s always taken the lead outside of sex meaning she’s a little bit awkward in these situations UGHH she’s so lost. her spooning you whilst you’re watching a movie, her eyes glued onto whatever is on the screen then she feels a sudden pressure on her crotch? oh its just you subtly grinding on her bulge. she’s red in the face and can’t control her hard on awhh so cute. slithering your hand into her boxers, you slowly move your hand up and down her shaft, jacking her off underneath the blanket saying that she should just relax, lowkey scared that one of the other roommates would walk in on you two but at the same time it excites her. feeling of getting caught makes her head spin, cums hard and loud once you pick up your pace. genuinely can’t control her hard ons fr. you could be chilling doing your studies, you look to your left and you see her with one arm on the door frame looking like she needs to be inside of you ASAP. doesn’t like to disturb the other roommates though. rubbing her cock with your hands and your mouth kissing up and down her shaft sends her brain into overdrive. using one of your hands to cover her mouth making sure that her whimpers and moans are almost inaudible. either that or she’s heavily making out with you once you’ve finished using your mouth on her, again, making sure that she’s not moaning out loud. my favourite switch <33 whenever she decides to dom, or whenever you ask her to dom you, she’s so careful. doesn’t have many hard kinks she’s more on the vanilla side. loves missionary with you, anything that gets her really close to your face she loves. seeing how you react when she goes a bit faster or thrusts a bit harder reassures her that she’s doing a good job on pleasuring you. fucks like she’s desperate when she’s near her climax. doesn’t matter what position you’re in, but whenever shes nearing her high she’ll speed up her thrusting grabbing whatever she can, the sheets, your hair, hips, hands literally anything to give her some leverage. disregarding the fact that the other roommates are still in the dorm, she often moans loudly nearing her climax.

winter is a little on the smaller side but hear me out.. she’s a grower. has the most sensitive pink tip. another victim of you and aeri’s late night adventures. (early morning adventures as well 💀) she’s overall really really sensitive OH MY GOD. one day while you were hanging out with winter in her car you accidentally opened one of the videos aeri had taken of you the night before. then boom, you turn your head to the right and you see winter blushing harddd. and that’s when winter had her first blowjob yaayyyy!!! personally i think she’s a massive nerd, vigin, loser and i love that for her. awkward air turned into a heavy make out session at the back of the car, thankfully her windows are tinted ;)) winter not knowing where to put her hands so she just roams across your body from your chest, thighs, hips, neck. she’s touching you everywhere. she’s so clingy pls don’t let her go :(( gets confused when you break the kiss just to slowly go down and unbutton the jeans she’s wearing. to your surprise, and liking, her dick is surprisingly big? shivers when you kiss the tip of her cock, precum already dripping down. she’s so sensitive its crazy i will not stfu about it. taking her whole cock in your mouth, slowly bobbing your head. whimpers spew from her pretty lips. it honestly feels too good for her to the point of incoherency, repeating “feels so good” “too good” “gonna cum” everytime you suck on her tip. head grabber? head pusher??? pushes your head furthering her cock into your throat making you gag a little but then cums at the sensation of you gagging. after her high you decide to spice things up a little for her yaaayy winters first pussy experience!!! straddling her hips, you take off your soaking panties, inserting her already hard cock into your pussy. she shrieks, grabbing your hips saying that it “feels so tight” “feels really warm” pretty much on the verge of cumming once again. overstimulating her is so easy aaahhh. cockwarming lover <33 sometimes she gets too busy with studying but you’re always ‘distracting’ her. you decide to cockwarm her while she studies for her next exam, occasionally shifting around in her lap earning a couple of cute whimpers. will have sex anywhere!!! she’s in the kitchen making ramen when you come up behind her, pressing your chest into her back. immediate turn on. whispering to her that she should take off her pants and she complies “awhh what a good girl”. getting on your knees to pull out her cock telling her to focus on cooking the food. playing with her tip with your tongue while you stroke her shaft making her legs shake from all the pleasure.

ningning is average size but just a bit more bigger than winter. also pretty girthy too. i don’t see much top ningning on tumblr but in this au i see her as a top leaning switch YESSSSSIRR🫡🫡. ning is such a secretive whore. pretends to not know what sex as soon as she sees you taking off your shirt she’s ready to pounce on you. YET AGAIN another victim of you and aeri’s fun little moments. at first she didnt seem all too interested in you at the beginning of the term but she grew somewhat accustomed to your presence LMAO. you had to ask her a question for something? lets say it was something to do with the school year since you were both in the same year. not answering her phone nor opening the door to her room when you knocked, you decided to waltz in, patience running out. LORD she’s sat there with her cock out looking at one of the polaroids aeri had taken of you. you both stare at each other in deafening silence, until she giggles, ushering you towards her bed. before anything she preps you by eating you out. taking both of your legs and hooking it over her shoulders, groaning into you pussy, circling her tongue around your clit. professional pussy eater i think so. already close to cumming she takes your legs off of her shoulders, positioning your legs so that you’re comfortable in front of her then grabbing you by the hips slamming herself into you wet cunt, forcing her entire cock into your hole. her technique is crazy, thrusting in and out of you rhythmically one hand playing with your clit and the other rubbinf circles on the side of your hips. the type of person to laugh during sex, its endearing and its cute but it’s so hot???? she’d be fucking you so hard that you’re crying but she’d be giggling saying that you’re “doing so well”. definitely takes videos and pics like aeri does. wants to keep them as a cute little memory you know, always rewatching them whenever you're not here :( morning sex with her thoughhh. waking up after a night of rough sex with her, seeing her lazily eat your pussy out slowly. takes her time for sure making sure you’re wet enough sliding a couple of fingers inside, hitting your gspot. i feel like she’d spoil you sick, constantly praising you for taking her cock so well, calling you her “pretty baby” , buying you lingerie just so she can take pics of you.

i’m such a slut for g!p giselle i need her so bad

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[1cecreamwillfixit]

so im not sure if this is how to request but like. im in immense, and i mean imMENSE need of sub! ranpo.....pls be kind to me and give him an obvious mommy kink?

𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕝 𝕊𝕦𝕓 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

Yes yes yes I can do that!! I’ve honestly been waiting for someone to request a BSD character

I’m sorry i haven’t been active for a bit, I’m trying to finish a Bakugo piece and it’s taking a while, so i’ll probably only be posting headcanons until it’s done

Also normally when I write headcanons for characters I know less about I try to read stuff written by other writers to get a feel for the character but there’s literally almost NOTHNG for Ranpo, so I’m happy to be filling that hole ;)

Character: Edogawa Ranpo 

This work is NSFW

again, starting with general kinks

mommy kink - not just because it was part of the request, i truly believe this man has a raging mommy kink. like, he starts out using it in a bratty way, using that name just to rile you up but over time he actually loves it and means it genuinely. he’s still a brat, but it becomes easier to tell that he’s more obedient, all because of the name. so whiny as well. the way he cries out for you once he’s stopped bratting *immaculate*. really falls into the role of being your baby, becomes so clingy and needy in the bedroom and tbh just generally when the two of you are alone together

food play - i mean, it’s Ranpo we’re talking about here. let him lick whipped cream off your chest, he’ll produce the cutest moans at the combination of cream and you boobs in his mouth, he could honestly do it for hours. reward him with his favourite snacks when he behaves, let him eat them off your body. he gets all his favourite things in one go

praise - he thrives off it, he needs you to tell him how good he’s being, how perfect he is, how pretty he is. the way his eyes shine when you praise him makes you want to praise him even more. he just melts in your arms into a little sticky puddle ;)

anal :) - he loves it all. peg him, eat him out, finger him, let him ride your strap, let him ride your face. he’ll cry, mouth open, drool running down his chin, the prettiest picture. peg him soft and slow, grinding your strap as deep as it goes, kissing his pretty face gently before flipping him over and pounding him into the mattress

oral fixation - kinda goes hand in hand with the food play, he just needs his mouth filled. he’ll suck on his fingers while riding you, drool dripping down his wrists, such a messy boy. sucks your strap every time you peg him, he needs it to help him set the mood. could definitely cum from the feeling of your cock in his throat

dacryphilia - it started as a joke, a snide comment about how messy he gets and how he always ends up in tears, but overtime he finds he can’t get off without crying. he just cries so easily, it’s not hard to reduce him to a whimpering crying mess

that’s pretty much it for the paragraph kinks

i do think this man is a brat

like, he’s just naturally bratty

so obviously that would translate into the bedroom

or so he thinks

but you can see right through it

he throws a fit when he doesn’t get his way, but you can see through his bratty tears

he just needs your attention on him at all times

as soon as he has your attention and he’s getting what he wants he’s your good boy

doesn’t mean he doesn’t deserve to be punished sometimes

tie him up

its the worst punishment for him

he can’t touch you, can’t hold you

spank him

bend him over your lap and spank him

the marks you leave are his reminder to behave

and he def gets off when he sees them on his body

same with hickies/bites

he wouldn’t even be ashamed of the marks, even if they were visible over the collar of his shirt

he sees them as a physical reminder that he belongs to you

can’t handle degredation on its own

it’s too much for him

but mix it in with your praise

and he’s GONE 

whimpering, whining, moaning, hiccuping, crying

anything you can imagine, times it by three

call him your pretty slut, tell him how good he is for such and impatient brat

his eyes roll back in his head at the confusing mix

prettiest cum face award goes to him

he’s naturally so pretty

but combine that with his hazy, fucked-out expression and his pretty, swollen lips and BAM

actual angel

in love with your tits

he needs them in his mouth 24/7

looks up at your with the most adorable, needy eyes

he can never get enough of you

thanks for reading :)

likes and reblogs are really appreciated

and if youd like to request a character you can do so here (i think)

heres my masterlist

#fanfic #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs #bsd ranpo #sub bsd #sub bungo stray dogs #sub ranpo #dom reader #bsd dom reader #ranpo x reader #edogawa ranpo x reader #bsd edogawa ranpo

[anemptypuddingcup]

hi hi hi its completely fine if you don't want to do this but can you please do a fic with either zoro or law whichever one you prefer where the reader is unusually horny, almost feral and all they want is to just get absolutely wrecked and they're doing everything to rile up their man (who is understandably surprised and horny) and then finally when the deed does happen the reader is so fucked out of their brains and horny they don't stop even after their man has come, so a little bit of male overestimulation as well. Maybe you can blame it on the reader ovulating or something because i know it is a very weird and specific request and there needs to be a reason 😭

I love you and your writing and im gonna go eat some grass now.

YEP YEP, THIS IS THE PERFECT OCCASION WITH THIS PROMPT. Since I had already wrote one of these with Law (it was more subtle than this on law’s side too) I can absolutely write one for Zoro! I love you too, thanks for requesting this!❤️🤍

I had a damn ball writing this even though it’s heavily explicit writing.

Feral Desperate Zoro Smut. (Reader’s the feral one.)

Contains: Reader being very impatient and very horny. Reader being a little careless. Zoro’s easygoing when being rode. Reader teasing Zoro. Begging. Masturbating in front of Zoro. Doggy style. Mating press. Riding. Both Reader and Zoro are switches. Overstimulation on both sides. (It’s worse for Reader though, she ends up going dumb and numb-) Orgasm struggle from Reader. (Reader having a hard time cumming) Slight degradation from Zoro. Probably a very long fic full of porn. A bit extreme too.

“Look girl, what did I tell you about interrupting me while I’m training?“

Zoro didn’t know what had gotten you so riled up. It could’ve been anything to make you feel so feral, for all he knew it could be been something from what he did to a very stressful day that led to you acting in such a way. Though he’d never seen you so desperate like this before, this time it seemed more serious than all the other times. “Zoro, Zoro please…I-I want you to fuck me so badly. P-Please fuck my pussyy~” You begged, gripping his shirt so tightly. The heat in your lower tummy was hurting bad and you wanted to rid of the pain, a pulsing pain that only Zoro could cure that only Zoro could make go away. Why did he have to be training right now? Zoro looked at you with a slightly shocked expression, surprised that you were genuinely begging him to fuck the shit out of you though he disregards it. A sigh leaves his lips before he went back to lifting his weights, leaving your plead unanswered.

“Z-Zoro please, I don’t know how much longer I c-can wait…” You gasp, pressing a hand between your legs and against your clothed cunt, making you moan out. Zoro flinches at your noises but quickly shakes the feel away. “Can’t you wait until after I’ve finish with my training?” He asked, peering at you but not taking the time to stop his movement. You whimper and shake your head, your body begging him to just take it over and mark it. He huffs as he continues to workout but continues to speak. “Ten minutes. Give me ten more minutes and then I’ll help you out, okay?” He says. You pout and sit down in front of him, making him tilt his head to question what you were doing. You yank off your shorts and spread your legs open to Zoro, revealing your bare and soaking cunt for him to see. Zoro’s eyes widens out of shock, he’s never seen you do such a thing in front of him especially not when he was training. His breath shakes as he stares at your pretty and needy pussy.

You trail two digits between your folds as you shove your fingers deep inside of your cunt with a moan, your slick spilling out onto the floor and lubricating your cunt good enough for you to just start without issue. Zoro watched with shock still spread across his face as he watched you thrust your fingers in and out of warm walls so quickly, your moans seemingly desperate and whiny as you yearned for Zoro and his cock. “P-Please Zoro, please come fuck me~ I-I need you so baddd!~” You gasped as you felt your fingertips hit your g-spot harshly. Zoro’s eyes grew dark as he glared at you while you played with yourself. Turning over on all fours, you fingered yourself from behind to get a better angle and to tease Zoro and rile him up. You wiggle your hips in his face, taunting and teasing him as you whine in a begging tone. “Zoroooo, Zoroooo~ Come fuck my pussy Zorooooo~” You breathed heavily as your walls squeeze around your digits. Hearing the large dumbbell hit the floor startles you and you quickly turn your head towards him.

Your face grows slightly pale as you see him behind you while he pulled his cock from his shorts and briefs. He pulls your hand from your cunt, making you moan as you felt your fingers slip out of you, your fingertips pruned up and still warm and soaking from your slick. “Is that what you are? A desperate slut in heat who just can’t wait ten seconds without my dick, is that what you are?” Zoro says angrily, his hard cock pressed up against your ass. Your body shivered against his cock as you look back at him with desperate yet pouting eyes. “Z-Zoro please-“ You begged. “Hush. I don’t wanna hear anything else from you but moans and praise for how good I’m fucking you, understand?” He says firmly as he grips your hips tightly with his large hands. You nodded but Zoro smacks your ass, making you moan from the pain. “I want an answer, not head movements. Do. You. Understand?” He says in a dark tone, his hand groping the fat of your ass tightly. “Y-Yes Zoroooo~” You whined.

Zoro shove his cock into you without hesitation, a loud moan leaving your lips as he begins to fuck you hard and fast. You gasp as you felt his cock head kiss your cervix before you then felt his push hard against your g-spot. You let out a whiny moan as you held on to the floor, your head turning back to look at him. “F-Feels so good! It feels so good Zorooo!~” You gasp before drool feel from your lips as Zoro had fucked you so rough yet so good. “What a cute face you’re makin’, You look so cute going dumb on my dick~” Zoro says, a smile spreading across his face before he lets out a gasp. “P-Please, fuck me harder! Please go harderrr! Your dick feel so good inside of meeee~” You slurred. Zoro chuckles before laying your body onto your side, his hand gripping your tight tightly as he held it in the air. He thrusts deeper into you, making you cry out in pleasure while his hand had moved up to your mouth and slipped his thumb into your mouth.

“Moan louder, I wanna hear how good I’m fucking your slutty fuckin’ pussy.” He demands before letting out a little gasp, enjoying how tight your cunt was squeezing his cock. You moan louder before tears had fell down your face, enjoying the pleasure of Zoro’s cock hitting you in the deepest places. Zoro was very indecisive with positions as his mind began to cloud from the pleasure of your warm walls massaging his cock. He move his hand from your lips and grips both of your thighs before pushing your knees up to your breasts, putting you in a mating press. Whimpers left you as Zoro fucks you deeper, your body now becoming overwhelmed yet still needy for him. “Fuck~ Your pussy is squeezin’ me so fucking tight. I’m so close to cumming in your pussy~ You want that?” Zoro groans, his eyes staring deep into your before he lets out a lengthy breath. You breathe heavily as you felt yourself not being able to hold on to your orgasm much longer. “Y-Yes! Please cum inside of me! Fill me up Zoro!~” You gasp as you felt his cock hit you deeper. Zoro smiles and increases speed, making you moan out shakily as you threw your head back, with drool spilling from your chin and to the floor.

“F-Fuck- I-I’m gonna cum~” Zoro huffs, his brows furrowing as his orgasm began reaching it’s peak. You grip Zoro’s forearms as you began suffocating his cock, your walls squeezing so tight as you felt your orgasm rushing up. “Oh god! Oh godddd I feel it comingggg!~” You whined. Zoro reaches a hand up to your cheek and caresses it, admiring this beautiful sight of you just begging for him. You look so adorable when you were so desperate for his cock. “Squirt on my dick baby girl, I wanna feel it. Ooh I wanna feel your pussy tighten around me as you cum~” Zoro hisses as he feels himself beginning to cum. “Y-Yessss Yes Zoroooo!~”

You moaned happily, wanting him to fill up your needy pussy. Zoro chuckles and presses a kiss to your lips, biting your lip slightly in the process. “Ah! Ah! Zoro it’s coming!” You gasp as you felt your orgasm rushing up through your body. Zoro moans before he continues to kiss you deeply, the kisses making him wanting to cum as well. “Cmon then what’re you waiting for!?” He huffs before continuing to fuck you deep.

You gasp loudly as your body begins to shake, your orgasm now beginning to burst out of you. “YES YES! OH YESS!~ I’M GONNA CUMM!~” A loud lengthy moan leaves your throat as you squirt out onto Zoro’s lower tummy, slightly soaking his shorts and briefs in the process. “Fuck yeah! F-FUCK!” Zoro lets out a heavy grunt as he hold your thighs tightly, spurting his seed deep inside of your soaking needy cunt as he filled you up. Busting his load inside of you, your cunt begins to overflow with his cum as some leaks out of your cunt and down your ass. You both breathe heavily, still a shaky and moaning mess as you both quickly grew tired from your orgasms. You wrap your arms around Zoro before planting a kiss to his lips while he lets out a little groan.

“Z-Zoro…I-I want more…I’m still not satisfied.” You huffed heavily. Zoro’s looks up at you with a tired expression, huffing heavily as he was tired. “M-More?- Jeez you’re so f-fucking needy today…” He sighs, trying his best to relax. He lies down beside you, heaving heavily as tried his damn hardest to recover. You shivered as you sit up from the floor and turned over to Zoro. “I’m sorry girlie…but I need time to recover..” He breathes heavily as he puts his arm over his head. You crawl on top of Zoro, a trail of cum slowly leaving out of you as you slid your sloppy sticky cunt along Zoro’s sticky cock. Zoro shivers and looks up at you and raises a brow, wondering what you were about to do. “Oi, what’re you doing?” He asks, looking up at you. You looked down at Zoro with a pout as heavy breathe left your lips. “Z-Zoro please, let me ride you~” You begged, pressing your hands against his chest for balance. “We just came, can’t you wait until we recover!?” He asked. “I can’t wait Zoro! I-I fucking need your dick inside of me!” You whimpered.

Even though Zoro was a switch, it was very rare for him to be a bottom, he might as well had been a top. Though knowing how you were feeling up to this point, he didn’t blame you for wanting to. “…fine.” He huffs, covering his face back up with his arm. You smile and quickly grab his cock to hold it in place, making him flinch from your grip. Raising your hips above his, your slowly sink yourself back onto his cock, making you both gasp from sensitivity. You begin to bounce on his cock happily, a song of moans leaving your lips as you felt his cock push hard against your g-spot. Zoro grips your hips tightly and helps you move faster and harder against his cock. He groans as felt himself beginning to grow overstimulated, though it was hard to stop you when it felt so fucking good. “Ah! Ahhh! Zoro!~” You moan as you wrap your arms around his neck. “Fuck girl, you’re squeezing my fucking dick, you’re so fucking tight~” He groans as feels himself wanting to cum inside of you again. You feel his cock twitch within your walls as you bounced faster on his cock, craving more and more of him and his girthy length.

“S-Shit! I-I can’t hold out any longer!” Zoro groans as he felt another orgasm ready to burst. You disregard his warning and continued to fuck him, trying to reach that spot deep in your cunt. “S-SHIT!” He yells and throws his head back as he shoots another load deep inside of your cunt. You moan as you felt his seed shoot up into you, filling you up even more. Zoro lies back down as he grows even more tired from his second orgasm, though you weren’t finished. You continue to bout on his cock and he moans from from overstimulation. You moan out as drool spilled down you chin once again, your body beginning to grow numb while your mind was clouded and full of nothing but Zoro’s cock. “Wait! Wait!~” Zoro says as he grips your hips. “I-I’m almost there!~ P-Please just a little m-moreee~” You gasped as tears rolled down your face. Zoro whines as you continued to overstimulate him and yourself, he couldn’t hold out on you much longer.

“Zorooo~ Kiss me Zoro~” You say as you cup Zoro’s face. Zoro breathes heavily as sweat dripped down his face, trying his best to keep his composure as he didn’t want to look submissive. He gives you a deep kiss, your tongues swirling around each others as you body gasped between breaths. You hold on to Zoro’s head while his gripped your hips, helping you move once again so you could finally cum on his cock. You moan abruptly as you finally feel your orgasm beginning to rush up through your body. You begin moan more profusely within the kisses as your cunt squeezes around Zoro’s cock tightly, your cunt now ready to cum for Zoro. “Z-Zoro!- ZORO I’M CUMMING!~” You whine out as you help on tightly to Zoro’s body. “Cmon and cum! Fucking cum on my dick ________!” He demands as he feels another orgasm coming. “FUCKFUCKFUCK! I’M CUMMING!~” You clench your teeth tightly and arch your back as you squirt on Zoro’s lover abdomen once again, your eyes rolling back as your intense orgasm hits you so hard. Zoro holds your body tightly as he cums deep in your pussy once again, his body trembling harshly as he gasped and shivered against you.

He lies back while your your body tightly, hugging you tightly while you whined from your heavy orgasm, your bodies still trembling against each others. “Z-Zoroooo~” You whine out as you lie your head against his chest. “Shhh, it’s okay it’s okay.” He says, comforting you as you struggled to recovers. Zoro presses a kiss to your head and sighs heavily, still suffering from sensitivity and overstimulation. “Do you feel better now? I don’t think I can cum anymore…” He sighs tiredly. “Y-Yes…Thank y-you…” You whimper, your hands gripping his shirt tightly. He smiles and holds you close against his body, trying to keep you warm and comfortable.

“I love you Z-Zoro…I’m s-sorry for overstimulating y-you…” You apologize, feeling bad that you had ended up overstimulating your strong and durable man. Zoro smirks and presses another kiss to your head. “It’s okay, it’s okay.” He says, rubbing his hands against your back softly to soothe you.

Goddamn. if only that was me, I wouldn’t be overstimming him though. He’ll be overstimming me.

#one piece #one piece smut #one piece fluff #op smut #op fluff #one piece x female reader #one piece zoro #op zoro #zoro smut #zoro fluff #roronoa zoro #puddingcupfics #puddingcupanswers #yooo sub zoro? #nahh he’s a switch and you are too

[cheeriecherrymain]

lipstick story part 3 im begging of you you're feeding us so well

Ask and ye shall receive! Part 4 will be up in a couple days! We get the reader's point of view from The Fateful Night Of Accidentally Sleeping With Your Boss/Viktor

[Part 1] [Part 2]

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Viktor x fem!Reader (18+)

-The first thing Viktor wants to do when you storm from the room is chase after you, and try to explain everything that’s happened. But that idea is quick to drop from his mind, knowing he wouldn’t be able to match your furious pace: and even if he could, he knew you were too riled up to listen to him.

-He needed to let you settle down for a couple hours, first. It pains him to do so, knowing you’ll be hurting all the while, but he knows that’s what’s best.

-He doesn’t waste a single second in trying to come up with some kind of scheme that’s good enough for an apology. He could bring you flowers, maybe? But no, you’d said once that you didn’t like the idea of chopping plants up just to admire them for a couple days.

-Bring you dinner, perhaps? You’d mentioned that you preferred homemade meals, though, because in your opinion, they just tasted better. He doesn’t want to do something as brazen as serenading you, either - you’d both just end up embarrassed and uncomfortable. And it’s not like he could climb the ivy up to your balcony to beg your forgiveness.

-But he can’t just do nothing. He can’t just show up to your apartment emptyhanded. He has to do something to show that he really does love you. He can’t fathom the idea of ever losing you, even if you only want to remain friends after all of this - you’re one of the most important parts of his life, always encouraging him and helping him, even when he didn’t know how to ask for it.

-You’ve always known him so well, always paid attention to his little details and minute shifts in posture and expression. You see him, in a way no one else ever has.

-Janna, he can’t lose you. Even if he has to scheme through his work hours, he’s going to come up with a sufficient way to apologize.

—

-You’ve been trying in vain to complete your days’ work at home, hunkered over in your little corner desk, surrounded by papers and bookmarked notebooks. It’s been tricky and slow and frustrating, given the lack of space compared to the lab, but…

-You supposed you’d have to settle for it, right now. 

-Viktor still weighs heavily on your mind, and on your heart, but you know it would only be worse if you were to be in close proximity to him. Able to hear his voice, the soft lilt that never ceased to send warmth traveling through your chest. Able to smell the faintest hint of his shampoo whenever he passed by you. Able to feel the squeeze of his hand on your shoulder whenever he needed your attention.

-You’ve been trying to work.

-But it’s hard.

-All you want to do is curl up in your bed with your cat and cry. You can’t believe you’d fallen for some kind of ploy to get you into bed. You were usually so much smarter than that, and more alert to the machinations of other people! You feel stupid and used and worthless.

-And worst of all, you can’t believe that Viktor would…do something like that. He’d always been so kind to you, at work and during your time off. He’d always made sure you had time to care for yourself, always thanked you for the work you did, no matter how big or small the task was.

-He always smiled at you whenever you walked into the room, and brought you lunch on the days where you were extra busy. Had lengthy and animated conversations with you when your days were slow…

-Janna, he’s the first person who’s ever managed to get you to talk about all your embarrassing teenaged pipe dreams - and not only that, but he’d also shown a genuine interest in what you had to say.

-Or at least…you thought he had.

-When he’d admitted to you over the weekend that he had feelings for you, you’d been…suspicious, to say the least. He had been drunk, and that much was obvious: if not from the several empty flutes and shotglasses on the table beside him, then definitely in the way he stumbled and leaned on you when you’d dragged him to the balcony for some air.

-You’d both plopped down on one of the stone benches out there, leaning back against the wall while you caught your breath.

-Viktor had stared at you with…the utmost affection. Wide amber eyes, reflecting the twinkling lights from the party. You’d been shy at first, not understanding why he had been looking at you in such a way, but he had quickly soothed your worries.

-Murmuring how lovely you were, how deeply he cared for you, how he would do anything for you - anything you asked of him, he’d happily give it. How he was all too pleased to have his heart in your hands, even if it would somehow mean his own demise.

-By that point, you’d also been…well. You were five consecutive shots of hard alcohol in, and they were only just beginning to hit you. Before you knew what was happening, you’d all but grabbed him by the face and planted one on him. 

-You weren’t even able to pull away in mortification, stammering through apology after apology - his hands had found your body in an instant, pulling you closer while he all but kissed the breath out of you.

-The two of you had been giddy after that, almost childish in the way you giggled and laughed with each other. With all your feelings finally able to be spoken aloud, and reciprocated no less, you were…utterly elated.

-The more your drinks seeped into your veins, the more forward you’d gotten. The more your hands had wandered. The more your mouth had wandered. You’d whispered into his ear as many filthy things as you could, leaving a trail of blood-red kiss-marks down the pale column of his throat - you had no idea what your goal had been.

-You’d wanted to turn him on. You wanted to make him feel good.

-So you did. In a darkened corner of the private balcony, where no prying eyes could accidentally land on you, you’d dropped to your knees and eagerly tended to him. Wrapped your lips around his hard cock and swallowed him down as far as you could without choking…much.

-The rest is kind of a blur after that, in all honesty. You remember his hazy expression, as he spilled down your throat. You remember rising up from your knees to kiss him. You remember asking him to come home with you, glancing shyly at him from behind your lashes.

-He’d been so tender with you, asking you if you were certain - if you really wanted him like that, and if you really wanted him tonight.

-You’d told him you’d both spent enough time waiting. Promised that you wanted nothing more than to lay him out and have your way with him, to feel him inside you as he stretched you open and fucked into your tight hole.

-You were both quick to scuttle home after that, laughing and stumbling along, trying to remember where exactly you lived. You’re certainly amazed that neither of you dove face-first into the ground, what with how entirely intoxicated you both were.

-But never once did you stop to question your actions.

-You were so sure of what he had said to you, so certain that he was being honest.

-He’d made you feel so entirely loved for the rest of the night, whispering sweet little things into your ear, praises and debauched thoughts, telling you how good you looked on your back, legs spread for him while he ate you out like a man starved. Or while he’d fucked you so good you’d nearly cried.

-You’d never felt such an onslaught of pleasure before: sex had never felt like this, in your experience - it had never been so carnal and yet so intimate and emotional.

-Even afterwards, when you’d just laid beside each other, staring in amazement while you caught your breath. You’d never been so excited to fall asleep before, knowing now that you’d get to wake up beside him the following day. And hopefully many more days afterwards.

-And then…

-You’d woken alone.

-Your heart ached, realizing he’d gone sometime in the early morning, but…you’d held into the hope that he maybe just had some urgent work that needed doing. Something had to have come up, otherwise he wouldn’t have just left. After all the words you’d exchanged, all the touches and kisses and promises, after the mind blowing sex you’d had, there was no way he’d just…leave.

-Right?

-Wrong, apparently.

-Not only had he not contacted you the entire rest of the weekend, but he’d had the audacity to act like nothing had happened, next you saw him. At work, strolling in like he’d had a normal goddamn weekend of sitting and reading and not confessing his love for you.

-And then? Telling you that everything had been a…a mistake???

-A mistake.

-A mistake.

-You sniffle quietly, rubbing at your eyes for the umpteenth time in the past couple minutes. No matter what you’d tried to do, nothing had been working - the tears kept coming, kept rolling down your cheeks and staining the notes you were trying to copy.

-You never could have believed that Viktor of all people would use you like that - say pretty words to you in an attempt to get sex. Nothing about any of your interactions suggested he was that kind of person! So why…

-Why?

-You lean back in your chair, dragging your hands down your face with a sigh. Why, indeed.

-A soft knock comes from the entrance to your apartment, then, quiet, but almost grating in the silence of your home. Your cat is curled up on your bed snoring, and even when you rise to your feet and saunter over to your front door, she doesn’t make so much as a peep.

-It’s late in the evening now: the sun is mostly set and the noise of the city has died down somewhat. You can just barely see stars beginning to pop up in the sky, through the dusty glass of your bedroom window. It’s far too late for a delivery, and you’re not sure you’ve ordered anything recently, anyways.

-But still, as usual, you fling your door open fully, curious and uncaring as to what might be waiting for you on the other side.

-Or…you would be, if the what wasn’t a who, and the who wasn’t Viktor.

#viktor x reader #viktor arcane x reader #arcane x reader #viktor headcanons #though it's more of a bullet point story

[acidthecorvid]

this is gonna be a really unwelcome take but.

...chapa has a really good mom. im sorry to say it.

her mom is genuinely caring and wants to help her daughter but it comes off as danger because of chapa's inherit personality and reaction towards this type of affection

YOU GOTTA HEAR ME OUT FOR THIS ONE [and like really hear me out. this is a long one. sorry 😭]

lets just take it from the way she treats Bose and Sage. Chapa is known for being the angry and violent character and yet she's able to switch on this sort of almost motherly compassion when either of those two are distraught in some form. It's fully reasonable to determine that these are behaviors she's learned in her own home, based on the way her whole family paused their world to comfort Sage when she lost her imaginary friend. chapa's mom behaves the same as the other parents with the exception of being a little more stern which is normal when you're child frequently acts out and literally gets arrested for fun. there really isnt anything about their relationship to imply that the household is dysfunctional in anyway, in fact it implies the opposite but i'll come back to that later.

the two points that come first to mind in proving chapa is living in a dysfunctional household are (A). Chapa attempted to hide the fact that she has parents and (B). Her mom has canonically stated that Sage is her favorite child but hear me out these arent points that can be used to say that her mom is in anyway cruel or uncaring. her mother is literally normal

Point (A). proves that her parents genuinely care about her. Like, I want you to really think about what happened in that scene. Yes, she did go on this crazy facade of lying about her parental status, but thats because its nickelodeon and everything is exaggerated. Later in the episode she admits to lying about having parents due to not wanting her friends to make fun of her parents for being dorks. Honestly, if her parents were dysfunctional in some way they literally would've just said that. It couldn't have been censored due to it being a kids show based on characters like Bose and his dad, Jasper and his mom, and even Andre from victorious and his grandma. Chapa's parents, upon learning that there was a family night at school, dropped everything to attend [like, think about it. it was late at night. they were probably at home enjoying jeopardy when they noticed theyre daughter had just. vanished.] Also true that they went through her stuff to learn about the parent night, but this is proven to be a normal thing [although that does suck we can all agree that it sucks thats normalized] as the rest of the parents admit to doing it as well. I know what you're thinking. "Oh but Acid, she was clearly uncomfortable upon her parents arrival and was super uncomfortable when they went in to hug her" Yeah. That's cause that's Chapa De Silva. When has she ever been ok with affection of any form that wasn't from the core three or Sage.

Point (B) [and the one that gets me the most riled up] is literally. Normal. It's normal for parents to have favorites. Like yeah, it sucks. But it's normal. We have to take it into consideration the fact that Alejandra did absolutely everything in her power not to admit to Sage being her favorite. It had to be pried out of her with a truth ray, and even then how could she have known that her other daughter was in the room listening to her mother admit to preferring her younger sibling? But look at it from Alejandra's perspective. Imagine having two daughters, one of which is this absolute sweet heart, who is kind, caring, has a big heart and an even bigger imagination. And then your other daughter who has anger issues, violent ideas, outbursts, and frequently gets in trouble. Admit it, you'd likely prefer Sage as well.

"Oh but Acid what about their argument at the beginning of season three?" ...bro the one about the fact that chapa was getting arrested for shits and giggles? dude if i was a parent id also keep my child on a tighter leash if she got arrested twenty times in a row [exaggerated number i realize. but still.]

we need to appreciate that though all this, her parents have been caring and supportive of their daughter improving and getting better. canonically they had her in anger management, and were extremely open to the idea of family therapy when ray made a joke about it. and its been working! its noticeable that chapa has changed based on how differently she responds to violence in season one verses in season three. theyve been working as a family. and its been working.

i think the reason this makes me so mad is because we use chapa's parental status to justify the way she acts but like. theres nothing wrong with saying chapa has a problem and just needed help. like her personality doesnt have to be justified by saying she was abused. theres literally nothing wrong with being born that way and just needing some help. thats why this makes me so angry.

yall want her to be john bender so badly. bffr. [if yall dont know who john bender is get off my blog rn im being dead serious]

"oh acid why do you care so much why does it matter?"

*mamas boy playing faintly in the distance*

iykyk

#in this essay i will- #PROUD ALEJANDRA SUPPORTER #come at me for that this take i dare you #this actually makes me so mad #hc what you want but i felt the need to express this opinion #genuinely if chapa had bad parents she wouldve just said that. #typing this made me stupidly emotional #because i have the same relationship with my mom that bose has with his #if you get my drift #danger force #dangerverse #chapa de silva

[theboytatu]

anon back from a week ago re: bbh being a messy bitch who likes drama and his ability to shape his fans opinions. still would love your take on this topic if you don't mind

i am sooo sorry omg i have the attention span of an alcoholic toddler!!!! yes ok so I don't have that many examples on hand because i'm not a library of exo content, all my bookmarks on twt are a mess ugh

but re: manipulation and what i would actually call being an expert at exploiting an atmosphere but everyone else calls being an attention whore

exhibit A: him "drunk texting" fans on bubble during exo fanmeet in april. mind you this was right in the middle of the legal battle with SM which we had no idea about at the time. fans were so emotional - first exo performance as a full group in over 3 years, baekhyun fresh off his military life, yadda yadda yadda - he was pretty drunk from the post concert dinner the group had. yet later we found out idols need to review messages THREE TIMES before sending anything on bubble lmao 😭 i'm not saying he was faking it - i'm saying even drunk he knew exactly what these texts were gonna do to the fans. he is that good at riling people up like that + preemptively digging his parasocial nails into the fandom cause he knew shit was about to hit the fan.... I love his mind

exhibit B: the most recent example and something that had me crawling up the walls. i'm not saying he faked it or that he planned to fall asleep on purpose during a livestream, i completely believe baekhyun is careless and overworked enough to do that. what makes me scream into a pillow is the way he was UNFAZED by that shit when he woke up. had his manager blowing up his phone asking him to wake up and +40k people hearing him moan in his sleep and he woke up and stayed in the livestream. FOR 30 MORE MINUTES. he laughed it off and started joking teasing people etc etc like he genuinely dgaf.

might I add this pattern of starting twitter lives early in the morning only started after the comeback which i think is very interesting. i dont think its a coincidence at all but i need to gather my thoughts on that

exhibit C: not manipulative per se but this fucking clip is so insane to me i love how the worst things happened to exo completely unprompted it's like seeing an episode of the office. anyway baekhyun taking one for the team and distracting fans with his silly little dance.. THAT'S RIGHT HE'S THE GUY THAT STEPPED UP. and i think it showcases his quick thinking and social skills perfectly cause the rest of these men were frozen in place with half their asses out but baek just took it like a champ lol. he just wants to be seen <3 and told he's done a good job <3 give him all the praises please

exhibit D: this horrible fucking live. just baekhyun as a whole in superm.... like he's not dumb he knew nctzens were eating him up and shipping him w taeyong and what did he do? he went ahead and gave them exactly what they wanted.. while wrapping taeyong around his little finger might I add. now i think irl baekhyun and taeyong aren't that close, they're like those friends from work that you genuinely like but it's not someone you would seek out outside of pretty specific social settings. but baekhyun isn't fucking stupid he knew nctzens were a segment of kpop fans he could tap into and either turn into his own fans or he could get slapped in the face by exols turning on him.

anyways this is so fucking long im sorry to ppl following me i'm on mobile and can't make a read more. no one cares about the weird things i only notice about baekhyun but yes there's more to it i just dont have links for most things... but there's not a lot of specific examples idk once you notice it you just watch content with baekhyun and it becomes pretty clear.

#asks #baekhyun

[kenobster]

can you explain the appeal of these ship polls to me?

genuinely asking bc i really don’t get why they happen so often or why people take them seriously. it feels like all they do is breed conflict.

what makes everyone feel so strongly about the winners, especially if it doesn’t actually represent the true popularity of the ship? (not that popularity matters bc if it’s fun then it’s fun and everyone is entitled to their feelings and opinions)

not mad or trying to be mean, i genuinely want to understand bc im bad with social cues and at reading people. what is it about them that you like? <3

so like this is actually super funny to me lol because everything you just described has been EXACTLY how I feel about sports (especially regarding American football fans in the United States). I've actually joked a couple times already about how (thanks to this poll) I finally understand what the big deal about the Superbowl is. In fact, over the last week, I've felt a kinship with overworked cashiers who use their fifteen-minute breaks to check the score throughout the day. Every time one of the previous polls taken an unexpected swerve, please picture me jumping up and down and hollering at my computer like I'm some middle-aged white dad yelling at some referee. 😆

My state has two college football teams, both with avid fanbases, and people get SO up-in-arms about it. Even after finding out I have no interest in sports, people have threatened to commit bodily harm against me if they ever catch me wearing merch of the wrong side's team. To be honest, I'm with you — I've always found that kind of attitude to be super aggressive and needlessly rude. Unfortunately.... 😖(insert my walk of shame lol) I have recently acquired an understanding of the psychology behind it....

In other words, I think your confusion is very similar to my confusion about sports. Sports fans, especially in my state, always seem like they would really consider it a dealbreaker if I wear the wrong merch or that they would really punch me in the face if I show support for the wrong team (which does happen to people at some sports games, but I think it's a minority of sports fans who would ever do that). Most of the time, if you get upset by jokes like that, the other person will drop the act and reassure you. But sports fans will never admit they're kidding. 🙄

Anyway, with that context, I think you first must untangle the phrase "people take [shipping polls] so seriously." The truth is that we're not taking it seriously, but, like sports fans, our humor and social cues are probably difficult to read. Especially for someone not "in on the joke," we might look like we're all upset and riled up. We might say things that sound serious and aggressive. But inwardly, we're actually all laughing about it. None of us really care about the results, we're just here to have a good time playfully arguing our sides.

You're probably still wondering why anyone would find enjoyment out of this, so I think it will help if you re-contextualize it into a framework more familiar... Why do people enjoy roller coasters when the purpose of a roller coaster is to trigger your body into a fight-flight response? Why do people watch horror movies or go into haunted houses when the purpose of them is to scare the shit out of people? Why do people enjoy watching or listening to true crime drama when the stories showcase the most barbaric and cruel forms of human nature? Why do people read AITA threads on Reddit, even though they often depict the wildest examples of abuse/toxicity/etc. in human relationships?

It's because all of those examples allow a person to experience stress/terror/anger/etc. in a way that is safe. Roller coasters don't actually kill you. Horror movies have a pause button. Scary things in haunted houses are the work of prop designers and actors. True crime media and AITA threads involve stories that are happening to other people, not you. Similarly, in shipping polls, I think people enjoy having a safe way to channel their feelings about fandom rivalries in a way that is mostly harmless.

Whatever the reason for our enjoyment, however, I think once you realize that none of us actually care about the results, everything else starts to click into place. But here's some answers to your other questions:

Why do we care about the results when they're never accurate? Because we never cared about the results in the first place, hahaha. We care about what's funny. We care about what makes for the juiciest drama. (I mean, think of how funny it was when that final bracket on the Best Star Wars Character poll resulted in victory for Sebulba instead of Obi-Wan! Lmao!) In short, accuracy is boring. Bribing, cheating, and begging in order to skew results is hilarious.

Why are we so mean and hostile to each other? Because we're not actually being mean and hostile to each other.* We're teasing each other. The same way as two best friends might tease each other (example from one friend to another that I literally saw this morning: "oh my god you are SUCH a nerd 😂"). That kind of teasing doesn't work if somebody cares about the subject matter (for example, that joke would NOT be okay if the aforementioned "nerd" had ANY negative feelings about that word). But in the right circumstances, this kind of teasing can feel REALLY good, REALLY fun, and even increase feelings of security within the friendship! In shipping polls, people are probably just exhibiting the communal version of this.**

Why do people care so much about the winners? I don't actually know the answer to this because this is my first time ever enjoying a ship poll, and we haven't gotten there yet. 😅Someone feel free to pitch in.

Why do they happen so often? Probably clout. Beyond that, in order to make a poll, someone has to genuinely be curious about the results. They can theorize, but they can't know what the outcome will be. Not only that, they have to remember that tumblr polls are all fun and games (or else, imagine how incredibly infuriating it would be to see people trolling). People who want accurate results don't use tumblr polls for a reason; they use official surveys instead. In this shipping poll, OP wrote a rule for each round that the results weren't meant to be taken seriously. So I think they enjoy it for the same reasons as we do. That kind of thrill can be addicting lol, and I can see why people would want to recreate it again and again.

In closing, it's been fun, but I don't think another poll like this will similarly compel me. This has just been a one-time thing that I was able to enjoy because of certain circumstances that overlapped with my interests and sense of humor. In truth, I get just as annoyed at the frequency of these polls, and I will likely need a lifelong cooldown after this one concludes. Frankly, if I'd remembered that the final round would be for a week instead of a day, I might have.... well, I might have made different decisions to say the least, lmao.

[*] This is not inclusive of antis. There is no reason to shit on one ship exclusively when there are 5+ other ships in the running. There is especially no reason to threaten the other side with an "electric chair with a built-in guillotine" if they win. That's not fun and games. That's just fucked up.

[**] Because it's a communal version and not a close friendship, it's definitely hard to gauge people's feelings about whether they're okay with being teased. A comment, to one person, might sound like teasing, but, to another, might come across as hurtful and mean. Only intimate friends can really tell the difference (and even they make mistakes). This is definitely unfortunate, but it's kind of a consequence of human behavior in general — not something specific to these kinds of polls imo.

#. #.. #... #.... #..... #answer #anon #codywan #obikin

[kylejsugarman]

syd you are destroying me over here. what the fuck. what would “down” look like in au squared? would jesse’s parents take baby when they kicked him out, or would he just be left to navigate his. Unstable housing situation with an infant daughter and no support? im like i dont even know which one i would prefer you to say… down in au squared universe just Does Not feel good thank you for bringing it to our attention :-(

(frolics around cutely while i make everything worse for everyone) "down" never feels good ever tbh, between walt hitting his ableism victory royale and jesse getting his shit absolutely rocked by fate, its a miracle any of us survive that episode. au squared jesse of course fights his parents tooth and nail about kicking him out since ginny left him the house, but as soon as his mom says that they'll be taking baby too since he's not responsible enough, he backs down and is like "fine take the house, take whatever u want, but baby's coming with me". he obviously doesnt want to be homeless, but being homeless and not having baby is more than he can bear. she tries to reason with him, then threatens to get the law involved (i imagine saul helps jesse secure full custody of baby in addition to helping him buy his parents' house in season 3 :) besties), but jesse doesnt budge and takes off with her and their essentials, only for his ride to get stolen while he's in the drug store buying formula. they'd probably end up spending the night in the impounded rv (no blue tho. if i can spare my guy one suffering, it'll be the blue) with him genuinely not knowing if its Worth It anymore because hes literally laying in a mobile meth lab next to his crying baby who's too upset for her nighttime feeding, unable to provide for her but also unable to let her go. it feels so awful and selfish: she deserves better but he doesnt trust anyone to give her that. he breaks the rv out of the impound the next day the second clovis threatens them and drives straight to walt's place to get his money, riled up from walt ignoring his calls and clovis fucking threatening him in front of his infant daughter. "down" of course is a parade of walt being a dickhead because skyler has totally stopped buying his shit, so when jesse pulls up in person to beg for the money, walt snaps at him and tells him that jesse wouldn't even be in this situation if he were more responsible and that a real father would have found a way to provide for his child, which is not only vile but the fucking Wrong Thing to say to jesse after the last 24 hours. this is what provokes their fist fight and walt finally hands over the money, then tries to make some "look. we're both in this for family. we have to work together" comment to amend things as if he wasnt just yelling at his own son for using the car pedals wrong. having the money and getting out some of his rage and misery by pounding walt makes jesse feel better, but more than that, it gives him this adrenaline rush in terms of being a dad. sure it was a fucking nightmare, but he did all of that for his baby and he won. he fought to provide for her and he did. he didn't give in and just hand her over to his parents like she was some stranger that just happened to live in his house: he kept baby, he protected her through a disaster, and now he's never going to let her go. as he gets them a motel room for temporary housing with his cash and goes buck wild in the infant section at walmart and ends the day watching a happy, fed, clean baby play with her new stacking rings, jesse thinks about what walt said and feels a bitter kind of pride. "a real father would've found a way to provide for his child." well he did. he's baby's father and he's going to provide for her.

#anonymous #ask #syd squeaks #its genuinely not that bad actually i just hate seeing a little guy be soooo sad #au squared #jesse pinkman #baby ayuluk #walter white

[st0rmyskies]

first of all: im sorry

second of all: im genuinely curious now, because Wars and Dark have such different approaches to relationships and stuff, how would these two being together even work?? ig the answer is that it wouldn't. im trying to put together how they'd be by how Dark acts w Twi and how War acts w Time and the only thing i can think of is that whatever comes of it, it's basically going to be an atomic bomb. i love it

-pigs can fly annon

Do you see this?? Do you all see this???? The Lawd is testin me.

Let's make one thing clear: while I don't know if Dark and Wars would be compatible, above all what's most important to me is that y'all ship whatever you want to. If you want to imagine it, draw it, write it, please do! But this has me thinking, so I'm going to go into a motivational deep dive below the cut just for the lols to see if, and how, this might all work.

Let's start with Warriors. His motivation in his "relationship" with the Deity is to find each and every one of the Deity's buttons and poke them at random until something comes out of the proverbial vending machine. Usually, what comes out is an evening that leaves Warriors a little wore and a little scared and a lot satisfied. And this is much the same as his relationship with Volga was, although Volga wasn't a good or safe man to be practicing those sorts of things with. Warriors is, above all, all about the thrill of being held down and taken for a dangerous ride.

Dark, similarly, is an instigator of sorts. He is more apt to sweet-talk his partners out of their comfort zone and in to dangerous habits of a different sort: doing risky things in public, or without protection. When Dark has a need, he isn't afraid who knows it or who knows if and how he gets it satisfied. If his little escapades get a reaction out of those he has fun annoying, all the better.

In this regard, it seems like they would be compatible: thrill-seekers who make a game of riling up others. And bad-boy Dark seems like Warriors's type, on the surface. However, their philosophies on how to live best don't align whatsoever. Warriors's best life is spent preening in front of the mirror for hours. He surrounds himself with comfort, he indulges in the luxurious whenever and however he can, and even if he's not buying his clothes in HSH1 he's certainly not pilfering Time's old ratty t-shirts, either. Dark, on the other hand, believes that living with a middle finger in the air is the only way to live. His biggest "fuck you" to those who would see him down and out or worse is a literal "fuck you." Fuck conventions on appearance, on housekeeping, on how to dress. He's also been so close to death's door that he will spend each and every day living live to its fullest. That means not wasting time on things like preening in front of a mirror or cleaning one's living space. If it's not an adventure, Dark isn't interested.

So from that perspective, I don't see them getting along. It would have to be some INCREDIBLE dick for Wars to overlook the state of Dark's apartment, so unless he gets his life cleaned up he's going to be out of Warriors's league. Similarly, if Wars is going to spend thirty minutes getting ready to go out on a date, Dark is going to be alone at the bar for thirty minutes before he gets there, and we all know how much trouble Dark can get in in a short amount of time.

#stormy asks #hsh #townhouse au #lmtcoy #hsh warriors #hsh dark #shipping thought experiment

[wulfums]

Bro this is comin from someone who doesn't even know you personally, but I really enjoy your art and do not understand the hate. I only wish I could have the confidence to post about the things I like as much as you do! And also you seem really nice so I have NO IDEA what the hell everyone's goin on about, keep doing yr thing I think it's awesome.

honestly i barely have any idea what's going on either.

BUT thank you anon !!! confidence is the Best and i want to Spread It to Everypony...the world would be so good if we all lived genuinely and without irony.

The anons, may, be related to an abolutely bizarre situation I'm going thru where I found out an ex friend was using me for Clone High Fandom Clout. They have been harassing me with alts and others who have come out abt their abuse too but like. This person talks like the joker? So I can't even be upset im just baffled. Esp bcuz they posted shit like "ERM WE DIDNT WANT YOUR MONEY WE JUST SAID THAT TO RILE YOU UP" as...a defense of themself ??

I got a thread going on on my Twit but its...bizarre

[twow]

sanji is the most closeted character ever a lot of people hc him as bi which is great and awesome ofc but to me personally he reads so much like a gay man so deeply in the closet that he plays up his "straightness" and masculinity to the extreme. and im not just saying that bc of projection like it is there in the text... like the fact that he fawns over women all the time but literally as soon as a woman shows genuine interest back he is stone-faced does not care does not react. it really reads like a huge performance to demonstrate his masculinity and not actual interest in them and he doesn't know what to do when they like him bc he's not actually interested in them so he plays dumb. ESPECIALLY after growing up in not one but two households with really toxically masculine ideals, one of which he idolizes to this day. he also can seemingly just like. turn off his girl crazy behaviors like when the moment calls for it (WCI as one example) he doesn't do his whole ~ahh woman <3333 thing which further reiterates that fawning over them is not an involuntary lovestruck reaction but an active choice that he makes to play up how straight he is. and like he treats women nicely and fawns over them but never really... pursues them? there's also the fact that every single time a man compliments him or is impressed by him he immediately responds that he doesn't take compliments from men almost like he's so afraid of being perceived in a romantic light with men to the point where he's even nervous to take a simple compliment form them, something that does not bother straight men. being upset over getting a compliment from the same gender is only something that a closeted person afraid of any perceived queerness would do its not normal behavior. plus there's the fact that men get him so riled up that he cannot control his behavior (kinemon literally had him writhing around on the floor in anger lmao) and is constantly picking fights with men since in his mind that's the only way he can be closer to them or get their attention without being perceived as gay. there is soo much more, i could go on and on and on about his + sanji gender studies (okay i'll do a mini rant: he was so fucking happy wearing that dress on momoiro island and it's only when he got a newspaper about his crew that he decided he couldn't wear it anymore. almost like he found happiness as a woman in a place where he was guaranteed acceptance but then was reminded about how his crew would see him and how they would react and freaked out, again due to the toxic masculinity. also further evidence is that it took him literally ONE CONVERSATION to go from "no fucking way im not wearing a dress im not like you people" to "omfg i am a woman i have found myself." if he truly had nothing going on gender-wise it would have taken more convincing) but in conclusion sanji wants everyone to think he likes women so he plays up the simp behavior to the extreme but without any real attraction to them due to the toxic masculinity that's been entrenched in him since childhood and the need to be a "real man." i am sobbing crying throwing up over him give him some estrogen and let him date men. oh also this:

#SANJI YOU ARE EVERYTHING TO ME

[red-dia]

Something i find oddly funny is Studio Orange’s Twitter. HNK is like their redheaded step child that they actively just ignore despite numerous people asking how they’ve been doing. They’ll post a lot of their other stuff and like supportive comments, but then they pretend that HNK never existed, despite the show being asked for for every post they make and HNK being their big break. But to be fair, if they liked a bunch of comments regarding HNK, people would assume that they are hinting for a second season.

I mean, yeah, I think it's a complicated issue?

On the one hand, the HnK anime was pretty influential for orange, it's their first major adaptation before they were known for Beastars, and I'd say it's a pretty good success (putting aside criticisms from people who would've preferred HnK to be a 2d anime). It's a solid project and I genuinely think it made them grow a lot. That's why they bring it up every so often, even if it's getting a lot less relevant as time goes on and they have new projects and new challenges to look forward to.

But yknow what isn't cool? When people remember you for one (1) thing you made, and refuse to acknowledge anything other than that. I'm not saying it's the case for EVERYBODY who follows them, but im gonna keep it real with you, i always purposefully dodge the replies on orange's tweets because EVERY time HnK is brought up, it's on a tweet that's totally unrelated to the series. And it ranges from curious, innocent comments like "what about HnK s2?" to replies that are a lot more accusatory and sometimes attack the studio for prioritizing other projects.

And like. This is batshit insane to me for so many reasons, like, it's not NECESSARILY orange's choice to make a second season or not. There's so many reasons why it could not work: Ichikawa deciding the anime doesn't embody what she imagined and she isn't interested in seeing more of it, or maybe she doesn't want it to be adapted until the manga fully ends. Or maybe it was never meant to get a second season and it was just a way to promote the manga. There's like 1000 reasons why S2 might not happen that do NOT involve orange, not to mention, they DID say back then that they would be happy to work on more HnK things. So, yeah, I can certainly see why they'd stay away from a series they worked on 5 years ago, if any reference to it had the potential to get people riled up even though orange, as a studio, can't just manifest a new season out of nowhere.

And EVEN if orange was somehow responsible for a second season not happening, well. That's still not a reason to be disrespectful to their other projects honestly! It's a good thing they keep making really good anime. Constantly reminding them of something they made a while ago isn't gonna help, I'm sure

#disclaimer obviously HASHTAG NOT ALL HNK FANS but man. reading oranges replies and 90% of mentions of hnk being from people who only care #about hnk when orange could also be trying to move on feels.... sad to me :( #sorry i read ur ask and blacked out because i forgot how much it bothers me #theres a place and a time for everything!! hnk s2 releases when it releases but polluting orange's twitter when theyre trying to promote #other animations really isnt it!! #asks

[mariatesstruther]

I saw something in your tags that I’d never thought of and I think you’re right: Maria probably was trying to rile Joel up, to see what reaction she got so she knows who she’s dealing with.

I’m almost certain Tommy would’ve called Joel out for some of his shit and he wouldn’t have reacted well and there’s a clear chasm between the brothers, and he’s definitely told her. So by provoking him a little, she can see who he is. Joel before meeting Ellie wouldn’t have taken well to it, it’s not like it’s a major jab, but it would’ve tested him, and she would’ve got the measure of him not being the right person, but he doesn’t react aggressively to being questioned and provoked, and it probably does him a favour with her. She doesn’t want someone in the town who’s going to fly off the handle at a few provoking words and he doesn’t, so testing him might genuinely be what she was doing

!!!!!! exactly this anon!!!! look at the way she stares at him after that “not all of us, anyway” line implying that he is a bad person with a bad reputation to match

her eyes are ON HIM, eyebrow RAISED, clearly watching him very carefully and not trying to hide it. this is a clear show of sizing him up

i also think that the “kids around here dont usually look or talk like you line” may have also been intended more as a jab to joel about how hes taking care of her vs a jab to ellie about her behavior, but it’s ill timed and placed (on the writers’ and maria’s parts) so it falls flat

a BIG reason i think this is especially true is because she still hasn’t introduced herself as tommy’s wife at this point. joel and ellie know that she’s a clear authority figure with some familiarity with tommy and sayso over who gets into jackson, and maria very pointedly leaves it at that. i think she was trying to test/observe joel’s overall reaction to a female authority figure sizing him up and treating him less than kindly because, if he had reacted aggressively to provocation, it would’ve been a sign to her that he probably is still the man tommy was afraid of

and he doesn’t necessarily act aggressively but he’s certainly not kind: the first thing he does is try to get tommy away from her so they can talk alone, and that’s when tommy introduces her as his wife—which he clearly reacts pretty poorly to. i think her dislike of him after his reaction is pretty fair tbh 😭 im pretty sure that if tommy hadn’t revealed that info about her, she would’ve just kept on pressing joel’s buttons without even saying she’s his sister in law, because it would be tactful to not reveal to him that she knows a lot about his past from tommy

#loveeeeeee meta maria discussions like #this made my lunch break anon #the writers rlly gave rutina 10 mins to serve a performance that has the nuance of a 2hr+ role #maria defense #maria meta #thats a more fun tag omg maria meta #need to go back through and change some tags #asked and answered