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pinkyqil · 2 days

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Can you do one where r’s teammates thinks she’s oblivious to Ingrid “having a crush” on her and making fun of her but turns out they are dating

She's mine already // Ingrid engen x r

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You and Ingrid had been dating for a while now which none of your teammates knew about. Always thinking how adorable it was whenever you chased around her in partice.

always being there whenever she needed help or assistance. It was very cute to other's who didn't know about your relationship. at the same time a lot of people would think.

you had a crush on her by the way you give her heart eyes whenever she's around or when she's brought up in conversation.

and you'd just end up complimenting her, praising her like she was oxygen you couldn't live without.

Today "your supposed crush on Ingrid was quite noticeable to everyone on the team" the girls thought your crush had you madly obsessed with Ingrid. Only if they knew.

"You know instead of admiring her from a far you should just confess". Lucy told you as her cubby was next to your

"Huh what her you talking about". you asked her a little confused on what she was talking about.

"You're lover girl act is very noticeable". She said

"Mate I'm need you too elaborate cause I treat everyone the same way".

"Guys lover girl over here says that she treats everyone the same". lucy said out loud in the locker rooms.

"No you don't Ingrid over there gets a different treatment from everyone else cause of your crush you got on her". esme the usual quite one said this time as she always observed the way you were with Ingrid.

"True we notice the little notes you pass to her and the snacks you get her after practice and game days". Frido added

"Your crush is very obvious". Patri said around this time.

"Who said I had a crush on her when she's obviously already mine". You spoke out lound revealing your relationship with Ingrid to your teammates.

"Wait what you and Ingrid have been dating all this time". Patri said really loud most of your teammates now had the look of shock around there faces. They mistaken a relationship to a crush.

"Wow that surprising". Some else said

"Yep I always thought you had a crush on her".

"I mean she is my girlfriend so you can count it as a crush too". You said

"You ready to go lovie". you asked Ingrid who was getting really shy around the surrounding conversations.

In the coner of the room there was a jealous mapi léon who also liked Ingrid but hadn't had the chance to ask her out because of you.

"Yeah let's go". she said grabbing your hand

"Bye everyone". You guys greeted out your teammates before leaving.

Safe to say she yours already or so you thought.

A/n: hope you all enjoyed reading this and to the anon who requested I hope it reaches your expectations there's obviously gonna be another part, with a little twit of shenanigans in it so stay tuned and as always feedbacks and fic requests are appreciated have a lovely Sunday 💌

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quinnylouhughesx43 · 2 days

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“I think I’m in love”

Summary: Trevor is having a hard time being away from you while he is with Team USA for the Men’s World Championship. Seeing his teammates and crossing paths with other teams with their significant others only intensifies all his feelings.

Warnings: use of pet names (babe, baby), angst, worry/anxiety, overthinking, fluff, I think that’s it

Word Count: 1.34K

It had only been 72 hours since Trevor had left the United States and he was truly miserable. He felt as if every where he looked when he was off the ice there was a couple. It was nearly impossible to not run into someone he knew from the league, just to be introduced to their significant other. “Seriously since when did everyone had their significant other with them.” Trevor asked Matt Boldy as he laced up skate. “Trevor, I think you’re over reacting. It just seems that way to you because your girl isn’t here.” Matt stands to walk off to the ice. Trevor shakes off his thoughts, or tries to shake off his thoughts.

Trevor wasn’t playing well, his focus was off. His heart really wasn’t in it at all. Cole and Luke had taken notice of how he was struggling and were off talking on the side in between drills.

“Do you think this has something to do with his girlfriend?” Luke asked Cole watching Trevor completely miss Brady for the passing drill. “I’m sure it does. I noticed him watching different couples when we were eating last night. I had to remind him it’s rude to stare. I also noticed Z hasn’t smiled like normal since we got here.” Luke couldn’t answer Cole as Trevor skated up and it was their turn to skate. Trevor’s head was lost in his thoughts when Coach dismissed practice. “Let’s go Z! We’re done” Luke yelled out.

After changing and heading back to the hotel the three boys were piled up in Trevor’s room. “Alright man talk. What’s going on with you? You look like you lost your long time pet or something.” Cole said flopping on his back next to Trevor. “I just miss her a lot. She couldn’t or wouldn’t come for some reason. And I’m worried we will grow apart. And, and” Trevor started to stutter over his words. Feeling a knot in this throat forming. Tears forming in his eyes. The pain in his chest that he wrote off as acid reflux earlier started hurting a bit more when his heart raced harder. “And what?” Luke pushed.

“God. I think I’m in love with her and I didn’t tell her. She doesn’t know.”

“What do you mean she doesn’t know?” Cole and Luke ask at the same time. The two boys share a look with each other then look back at Trevor. Trevor shrugs as if it should be the most obvious answer. “We haven’t told each other yet. She’s different you guys. I want to take care of her and provide for her. I look at her and I think about a future. A future where I don’t live in an apartment with in walking distance from the arena I practice and play in. It’s a future where I live in a house big enough for however many children she wants. With a yard so those kids can play outside instead of always being stuck inside. I don’t think about when I can get her naked in my bed. Actually she’s never been naked in my bed. I’ve never seen her naked. But for fuck sake I am in love with her.”

Trevor ran his hands through his hair and exhaled.

“I have never been this serious about anyone. I will go to hell and back for her. I think I am already in hell being this far away from her but that’s besides the point.” The last part earned a laugh out Cole and Luke. The two boys completely baffled by Trevor’s admission about his feelings for his girlfriend. He has always been an open book about most things but never about his feelings.

“Trev, I think it’s time to be honest with her. You need to let her know how important she is to you before she feels neglected.” Cole says giving Trevor a firm grip on his shoulder. “It’s late, we’re going to head out and get rest for tomorrow. Think about telling her and how you want to tell her before you just call her and yap it out there. If she’s endgame, plan it out.” Cole gives Trevor a quick hug before heading out of the room. Trevor feels better letting it all out but he can’t help but mope in loneliness, wondering what you’re doing back home.

While listening to Trevor, Cole was working magic. He had already purchased you a ticket through the US Hockey foundation for a flight. Explaining how down Trevor has been in just the last 72 hours and that he believed you could potentially be the cure all. You were shocked. Confused at best. You kept asking Cole if Trevor had put him up to it. Cole kept assuring you that Trevor has no idea that you have a flight out in the next couple of hours. He asked you, more like begged you, to not say anything to him either. By the time Cole got you your ticket and you had woken up you had 5 hours to pack and get to the airport to be on time for security.

As you were getting ready to turn your phone off Trevor’s face illuminates the screen. He was calling. You quickly decline and shut the phone off. ‘Better safe than sorry’ you tell yourself as your boarding the plane.

When you didn’t answer and then the next calls for the next 14-15 hours. Trevor’s mind was reeling the worry he felt set in deep making him sick, he needed a trash can multiple times. He couldn’t focus anything a while the team was at practice. Trevor ended up leaving practice early from being so sick and his inability to focus on anything. He isn’t one to really leave early, usually he would ride the bench until the end of practice but he couldn’t make himself do it. His anxiety over your safety was much too high. The panic was really starting to set in now that he was alone. Trevor had started thinking of all the possibilities of what could have happened.

1) You had starting ghosting him, he was gone and you realized you didn’t want him.

2) You were in the hospital for some reason or another.

3) Your ex-boyfriend came back around.

He was beside himself with all the thoughts running through his mind. Trevor laid curled up in a ball. Physically sick, a few tears shed, worrying over your well-being when there was a knock on his door.

“Guys I’m really not in a place for—“

“Baby?” Trevor’s voice cracked just as it did when he was going through puberty.

His knees buckled and he all but collapsed down on to his knees wrapping his arms tightly around your waist. “Babygirl. I love you so fucking much. I don’t know how you’re here but I’m glad that you are. I was… I was so worried something happened to you or you were leaving me when you didn’t answer your phone. I just. Fuck. I love you. I’m sorry I never said it before now.” Trevor still on his knees down in front of you, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist.

“T. You..you love me?” You choked out wearing a huge smile on your face. He looks up at you from where he is at on the floor. “Yes baby. Today, tomorrow. Next week, the rest of your life if you’ll let me.” His eyes shining from new tears threatening the fall as your tears weren’t stopping. “T stand up so I can kiss you silly boy.” He quickly followed what you said. Grabbing his cheeks softly and pulling his face to your’s until his lips are just close enough to touch when you speak. “Trevor Zegras, I love you more than you understand.” He groaned in response pulling you into his room. Before the outside world could be forgotten Cole had to run and yell “you’re welcome Zegras” from the room door until he was acknowledged. All Trevor wants to do is lay in bed holding his precious girl, and tell her how incredibly grateful he is that she is there in Ostrava. He can’t wait to have his chance to show her off to everyone tomorrow.

authors note: hi I’ve been sitting on this for a while. I didn’t have a chance to finish the ending for a while and I didn’t go back and read over the actual story part so if it’s bad I’m sorry don’t hate me don’t judge me it’s been like a month

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 14 hours

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AITA for getting upset at my ex for being PDA with his boyfriend?

🌱🚌🍰<- To find later

Ages aren't super relevant here but everyone is in their mid-late 20s. About a year ago, my fiance of about 8 and a half years, Jake, broke up with me. It wasn't the smoothest breakup, I didn't take it well at the time, but I've since had a lot of time to think about it and I do understand (and agree with some of) his reasons for it. We're still on friendly terms and recently started casually chatting again 2 months ago after he said he needed a break for a while. I admit I do still love him and we had said at the time that we would want to get back together someday but that it would be a long time before we could consider that again and I wouldn't be upset with him if he changes his mind. There are a number of reasons why things weren't going well, I know I have a lot of body image issues and that had a lot of impact on our sex life, and there was also just a lot of baggage from old issues that built up over the course of the relationship. I've since been in therapy which I know was long overdue and working on a lot of the issues that contributed. Ultimately though, what ended up being the breaking point was issues we were having with polyamory.

I'm going to try and keep things as succinct as possible because the including all the details would make it way too long, but here's basically what happened: Jake and I agreed to be open about sleeping with other people, as long as we kept things out of our shared space. We weren't sure about dating others yet, but we said we'd talk about it if it came up. I know Jake felt jealous about me being with others while I worked on our own intimacy issues, but he told me that he knew that was unhealthy especially if we wanted to eventually be poly. A few months in, I heard from one of our friends, Emily, that a new friend of ours, Daniel, thought Jake was hot and might have a crush on him. I was shocked that Emily would tell me that because she knew Jake and I were together, and I told Jake to discuss what to do about it. He was kind of upset that I told him because he said he would've wanted to hear that from Daniel directly, I argued it was relevant but apologized anyway and dropped it. Over the next few months, Jake and Daniel started texting a lot and Jake started developing feelings for him. When Daniel confessed during a movie night, Jake said he felt the same but that he'd have to talk to me about it first. Jake told me he wanted to go for it, which was surprising because he had said literally the day before that he wasn't sure, but we decided to try poly with some ground rules. Ultimately the issue came down to the "shared space" rule we were already following. I considered making out as sexual, but Jake disagreed and told me that was too controlling if we were allowed to have dates at the apartment. This led to a fight, and when I went to the other room to calm down, I realized that if I couldn't handle seeing Jake with someone else so close to me, I couldn't do poly, so I went back out to tell him. He asked why we couldn't keep talking about it, I said I couldn't change how I felt, and he got upset that I wasn't willing to have a conversation about it now that he had feelings for someone else, so I asked him what he'd want to talk about and he said not to bother because it was obvious I had already made up my mind. The next day he told me we should take a break, and we broke up a week later. I want to make it very clear that I don't blame Daniel for any of this and I don't think anyone was "cheating". As far as I'm aware, Jake and Daniel started dating about 4-5 months after we broke up. I'm not going to lie and say that seeing Jake so happy with someone else doesn't hurt, but I know that's immature of me and I'm working on getting over it.

About a week ago, Jake invited me to go to a bar with a bunch of our old friends. It was a lot of fun and I had really missed hanging with everyone in a group. At some point during the night though, I noticed Daniel being kind of handsy with Jake. I brushed it off because everyone was drunk, but as time went on it became less and less subtle, and I started getting a little uncomfortable. I noticed that one of our more reserved friends, Jason, was also looking a bit flustered. At one point Daniel pulled Jake away from the table to go off somewhere, and everyone just kind of laughed awkwardly before continuing conversation. I know that Jake didn't like PDA before but it's possible that changed, idk.

At the end of the night when people were saying goodbyes and starting to head home, I pulled Jake aside to thank him for inviting me and saying it was a lot of fun and great to see everyone again, but that I noticed people were kind of uncomfortable with Daniel's PDA and suggested that he tone it down a little in the future, especially around Jason. Jake didn't say anything at the time but his smile dropped a little bit and he said he'd talk to Daniel about it.

The next day, I woke up to messages from both Jake and Jason telling me I was out of line and that nobody but me had any issues with their PDA. I even mentioned Jason looking uncomfortable and he said that it was because he had had a crush on Jake for a while now, but that it would be unreasonable for him to ask Jake and Daniel to change their behavior around their friends (which I completely disagree with when it comes to PDA and being inappropriate in public). Jake told me that if I was going to bring our breakup back into the group dynamic it would be better if I didn't come in the future. I asked a few of our other friends and one said that it could be too much sometimes but only when everyone was really drunk, one said that if it did go too far they'd say something, but that it never had, and the last one told me that I was being rude and was clearly just not over Jake.

I don't think I'm an asshole for being uncomfortable with PDA and even if nobody else agrees with me (and at least a couple do), I didn't go about telling them in a rude way at all, but most of the group is saying I was overstepping and to get over myself. AITA here?

#aita #am i the asshole

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toskarin · 1 day

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Toskarin, what are some obtuse/obscure/just plain weird RPG games that you wish more people knew about?

I already talk about Elona a lot, so I guess I'll mention Well of Souls, Ryzom, and Liberal Crime Squad here. I also used to play a few BYOND games, and while I don't remember most (besides the obvious) I do remember having fun with Sigrogana Legend 2

I'm also going to include a recommendation for Touhou Gensokyo Warfare ~ the Castiron Flame even though M&B isn't obscure because it's such a radically different experience. I'm gonna pitch this one a little because of that

I really appreciate when games are broken messes of incompatible parts that create entirely unique gameplay experiences that exist nowhere else. I grew up playing a lot of free mmos and "eurojank" so I guess that was inevitable. with that in mind, I love THGW dearly as an rpg. it even has a (really difficult) story-based campaign! make sure you have directional blocking on and crank up the enemy ai difficulty for the ideal experience

all that being said, it might help if you have an appreciation for mismatched assets and ball-joint dolls if you're going into it. this mod consists of two different chinese mods stitched together, based on a translation fork by 4chan users, then passionately maintained by the most prominent M&B/Touhou doujin circle in the chinese scene

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cobaltperun · 1 day

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To Never See You Again

Tara Carpenter x female Reader

Summary: She was unattainable, radiating with blinding beauty that went above and beyond her appearance. And though you knew you shouldn’t, you flew too close to the Sun, hoping one day she would look at you the way you looked at her. (Set right before Scream 5)

Warning: Angst! And I don’t usually write full on angst with no happy ending, but I tried. Big spoiler, since I know some of you prefer to be warned about this, Reader dies. Also, a request, you know who you are, love you!

Masterlist

Word count: 2k

Growing up in Woodsboro didn’t exactly come with a lot of perks, in fact, it came with occasional Ghostface lunatics terrorizing a very specific group of people. Somehow, you didn’t care much about that. You weren’t a fan of horror, despite your best friend being a biggest horror fan you knew.

You didn’t dare to try and get into horror, fearing it would make your feelings for the girl even more obvious than they already were. Because Tara Carpenter wasn’t just your best friend. She was the strongest person you knew, going through abandonment after abandonment and still finding it in her to let new people in. She was gentle, accepting of anyone who wasn’t against her or her friends, and she was fiercely loyal and protective. And you loved her, you’ve been in love with her for years, yet you never said anything, because…

Well, Tara didn’t feel the same way.

And honestly, a part of you felt like you weren’t worthy of her love.

It wasn’t anything Tara did or said, you just felt like she could do better, and that she deserved better. It wasn’t even your self-esteem, you hoped, it was more the fact that Tara deserved perfection.

So, that was where you were. Sitting in her living room with an almost completed school assignment between the two of you. She looked so focused on it you dared to look at her a bit longer than you usually did.

“Y/N?” she suddenly said your name and you jumped, embarrassed that you got caught staring, but Tara just laughed a bit. “You can tell me if I have something on my face,” she rubbed the corners of her lips, trying to find the nonexistent smudge.

“There’s nothing on your face, T,” you laughed, looking away to avoid meeting her puzzled eyes. “You just looked kinda cute,” you tried to brush it off.

Tara rolled her eyes. “You always say that,” and you did, you very much did often say that.

“It’s true!” you defended yourself, turning to once again look at her and seeing that slightly mischievous look in her eyes. She was teasing you, thinking the compliment wasn’t serious. You couldn’t blame her, regardless of how lovestruck you were you thought you were fairly good at hiding your feelings for her.

“Sure, it is,” she brushed it off and somehow, for whatever reason you felt compelled to just tell her everything.

“I like you, Tara,” you ignored how hot your cheeks felt, how small your voice sounded, how loud your heart was beating, pounding against your chest. You ignored all of that and waited, suddenly finding the floor between your feet to be the most interesting floor to have ever been made.

“Well, yeah, we’re friends, I like you too, Y/N,” she said, puzzled over your decision to just suddenly blurt that out.

You should have taken the way out. She was serious. She didn’t realize what you meant. You should have accepted the chance she was unknowingly giving you. But you didn’t. “As more than a friend,” you told her, because deep down you felt guilty for having these feelings for her, for threatening to ruin your friendship, and for looking at her the way a friend shouldn’t. How long would it take for you to start blurring lines, to hug her as the one you were in love with instead as your best friend.

She needed to know. She had every right to know.

“As more- oh!” she gasped as she realized what you meant.

You dared to look up, to look her in the eyes. She looked surprised, but there was no anger, no disapproval in her eyes, just acceptance and apology.

“I’m sorry, you’re important to me, but just as a friend,” she didn’t move away from you, she kept the same distance as before you confessed.

“No, I didn’t expect you to! You deserve much better than me, anyway!” you tried to tell her, to make her known it was fine, that you never expected anything from her. Sure, you hoped. Who wouldn’t? But you didn’t expect her to return your feelings.

Yet, Tara frowned, scooting a bit closer and looked you right in the eyes. Her eyes, her big, expressive dark eyes were filled with anger. “Don’t ever say that again, you hear me, Y/N? It’s not about deserving more than you. Anyone would be lucky to be with you, I just never thought of you that way, you hear me?” she said it so firmly, without a hint of doubt, with so much conviction you didn’t have it in you to argue against her words. “Okay? I’m sorry I can’t return your feelings, but it isn’t because of you, I swear. There is nothing wrong with you,” there were no lies, no dishonesty in her words, Tara was completely honest, and you found yourself nodding.

“Please don’t apologize, I’m the one who blurred the lines,” you weren’t trying to make her pity you, you genuinely wanted to help her as well, because she was going to feel sorry, no matter what you said, and you wanted to lessen that feeling as much as you could.

“We’re okay, Y/N, you can’t decide who you fall for,” you could tell she wanted to tell you more, but she held back and that may have broken your heart more than her rejection.

Something did shift, she was holding something back from you, and she never did that before. And you knew you had to leave, to give her space and let her think things through. “Would you look at the time, I should get going,” you lamely said and just barely noticed the sadness in Tara’s eyes. She opened her mouth, as if to tell you something, maybe to stop you, though that was wishful thinking on your part.

In the end, she just nodded, getting up almost at the same time as you did and walking you to her front door. You stood there for a bit, silently taking the night in. It was late, close to midnight. You weren’t supposed to stay at her place for this long, but working on the project took more time than either of you predicted. Finishing it might be a bit awkward, but there wasn’t much work left to do, so you’d push through it.

At least your parents were out of town, so no one was worried about you. Even if they were, they likely would have guessed you’d sleep over at Tara’s place instead of walking back home at this hour. Well, either way, they weren’t home, so they couldn’t worry.

“Bye, Y/N,” Tara told you as you walked down the stairs. You turned around and saw she was smiling softly, her bright eyes still filled with an apology or not returning your feelings.

You smiled back at her, accepting her decision completely. You weren’t owed a chance at a relationship, no one was. Heartbreak hurt, but judging by Tara’s reaction you could still stay friends, though it would probably be best to keep your distance for a bit, just to let the feelings still in your heart fade for a bit. “Bye, Tara,” you said, raising your hand to wave at her as you took a few steps back. And then you turned, walking down the road through the darkness, you glanced back and saw she was no longer there. Of course she wouldn’t be, as much as she tried to be strong for you, you knew the talk was emotional for her as well, she needed her rest.

And then, just as you turned around you caught a glimpse of a cloaked figure and a white mask and before you could even realize what was happening you felt something sharp cutting through your flesh.

You didn’t hear anything but the pounding of your heart in your ears as you reached up, your bloody hand touching the mask. You looked at the eyes, barely visible in the darkness and saw cold, almost angry gaze bearing down upon you as you collapsed to your knees and the figure of death took your life.

~X~

Stabbed.

Gone.

Dead.

You were dead and Tara couldn’t remember the last time she cried her heart out the way she did today, at your…

Fuck… how could this happen?

Maybe you could have been saved, if anyone found you in time, but you were already dead when your body was found in the pool of your blood in the early morning. Cold, alone, with the killer not even bothering to hide your body or move it from the sidewalk. You died all alone, less than quarter of a mile away from Tara’s home, and she didn’t have any idea. She didn’t dare to call you, to make sure you came back home safely, because she didn’t want to make things even more awkward, she just sent you a text, one you never even opened, and she just thought you didn’t want to open her message. She thought it was a justified reaction. She didn’t think twice, even as the dread filled her. She thought it was dread of what’s to come, of how your feelings and her rejection of them would affect your friendship.

She was no stranger to losing people. First her father, then Sam, but they were, as far as she knew, alive. You were dead, there was no hope of fixing the relationship, of making up for the time that would be lost from now on.

She lost you. And she cried so hard she nearly had to use her inhaler, she cried and sobbed until there were no tears left to cry.

It wasn’t like she suddenly realized she had feelings for you, that she loved you back, or anything like that. She didn’t. She never looked at you like that, and she wasn’t in denial. She lost a precious friend and she grieved for a friend. And when she wondered if she should have done something differently, she wasn’t thinking about her feelings, but just letting you go home that late.

Because she had the same feeling she had when Sam was about to leave, that unexplainable dread that something important was about to be ripped out of her life and that she had no control over it as she watched you leaving. And Tara hated herself for that, she hated that she didn’t act on that feeling. She didn’t want to make it awkward between you two by asking you to watch a movie, let alone spend the night because of how late it was. She just turned you down, after all. And then she came to a conclusion the dread was just her reaction to what would happen between the two of you now, and she relaxed, letting it flow through her, instead of holding it in. How foolish was she to believe that? To not insist on making sure you came back home safely?

She could never look at you the way you looked at her, but she would forever regret that her last words to you were. ‘Bye, Y/N,’ such meaningless words, small, so ordinary. And Tara feared those were the very last words you ever heard spoken to you. Thinking of them now, they were even chilling last words to hear, so innocent and not in any way sounding like the final words. She wished she could have told you something else. She wished she could have properly explained to you that her rejection didn’t mean the end of your friendship, that she cherished every moment you spent together and that you were one of her best friends, if not her best friend.

She didn’t though. She thought she’d have time. That she would let you process everything and then try and see if the friendship could be continued or if you’d be prefer to keep your distance. She should have known better.

She should have known better.

She should have never left anything unsaid.

The sound of landline phone ringing in the kitchen broke her out of her thoughts and she reluctantly got up from the sofa to answer it.

#tara carpenter x female reader #tara carpenter x reader #tara carpenter #tara carpenter x you #scream #jenna ortega x reader #x reader #x female reader

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theworldofotps · 2 days

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I Hate You (Drabble)

Pairing: Hook x Reader Word Counter: 567 Description: Y/n gets stuck sharing a room with Tyler on a trip and they hate each other.

Tag list: @omg-im-such-a-masochist @melissahausen @new-zealand-chic @writtingrose @99hook @madhatterbri @sjwrites22 @sassymox @mrsacklesevansmgk @xladyxfatex @adamcolesbaybay @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @demonqueen29 @itsicantbelievethis666 @lilred91 @rebellious-desires @claymorexpunisher @letsgivethisonemoreshot @ava-valerie @shortyiceheart @serpantscorpio8497 @thatpanpal @thatnerdwriter @wrestlersownmyheart @vebner37 @seeingstarks @whenimakeitshine1234 @legit9thlunaticwarrior @blaquekitty @ironshamelessyouth @unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin @ripleyswhore @moonrosekk @xbreezymeadowsx @alyyaana If you wanna be added to the list lemme know. Hook Tag list: @wickedval _______ There were a lot of things in this life you didn’t like, being late for something important. Having to go to work after the weekend, taxes, the list could go on. But at the top of that list was your coworker Tyler or as the rest of the world knew him, Hook.

Honestly you weren’t exactly sure what started the rivalry between the two of you, but it was obvious to everyone that the two of you couldn’t stand each other. Although a lot of your friends said that it was just sexual tension neither of you wanted to admit too.

It was just your luck that you ended up being stuck in the same room with him on a cabin trip that one of your best friends planned. There had been a mix-up and there were only three rooms instead of the four rooms requested. And you got the unpleasantness of having to room with him since everyone had already paired up before you arrived.

Fixing the band of your shorts you stepped out of the bathroom frowning when he was laying spread eagle on the bed in a t-shirt and shorts. “You’re taking up the whole damn bed laying like that will you please move so I can lay down, preferably laying on the floor.” Tyler remained silent, his chest slowly rising and following completely ignoring your requesting. Huffing, you turned the bathroom light off walking over to the bed. “I know you aren’t sleeping you dick I will kung fu kick you out of this bed if you don’t move.” Tyler opened one eye looking at you before closing it again that stupid smug smirk on his face that he wore so often when he knew that he was annoying you. “Yeah, sure I’d like to see you try.” Kicking his leg, you grab at it with both hands tugging Tyler curses grabbing the mattress and holding on for dear life as you tugged. “Knock it off, will ya? Just lay on the floor if you don’t have enough room, I got here first you snooze you lose.” “Fine.”

Turning the light off you walk over flopping on the bed and couldn’t help the satisfaction when he let out a ‘oof’ sound as you landed on him. Tyler groaned as he pushed you and the two of you started shoving each other. “Why are you such a jerk?” “Why are you such a bitch?” You asked simultaneously, grabbing a pillow you smacked him over the head a few times. Laughing at his slightly dazed expression before he tackled you onto the mattress. His fingers started moving along your sides causing you to laugh louder.

“I’m going to kick you!” “I’d love to see you try.” Tyler smirked as he continued tickling you, the two of you jumping apart when the door to the room opened. “Can you two stop making so much noise? I expected having to break up sex noises, not you squealing and laughing y/n.” “Sorry Ricky.” The two of you called back as he slammed the door shut and you laid there panting trying to catch your breath. “I hate you so much.” You smile watching Tyler chuckle as he laid back against the pillows making some room on the bed for you. “I hate you too y/n.”

#aew #aew hook #hook aew #hook fanfiction #hook x reader #tyler senerchia #send hook

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Love confession

@wolfstarmicrofic | Soulmate AU | Word Count: 683

"Do you believe in soulmates?" The moment those words escaped Sirius's lips, he knew he must have said something wrong. Remus was looking at him with an expression of surprise, his eyes wider than usual. He tried to take back his words. "I mean... of course soulmates exist. Look at James and Lily. They are soulmates, without a doubt."

"Why question the existence of soulmates when you've already found yours?" Remus finally spoke, clearly swallowing the emotions that had gripped him just moments before.

"It's just... I don't know. Aren't soulmates supposed to be reciprocal? If someone matches your soul, aren't you supposed to match theirs as well?"

"You don't think you match Mary's soul?" Remus was looking at him with something like a mix of confusion and pity. "And... no. Soulmates are not always reciprocal. Souls aren't perfect, just like their owners. Nothing in the world is perfect—not magic, not humans, not wizards, and certainly not souls."

"I found my soulmate, but they haven't found me."

"What are you talking about? You've had your tattoo since first year. And then dated the one who caused it years later. You broke up with her, yeah, so what? That doesn't mean she isn't the one for you. Just like soulmates, time isn't perfect either. You will find the right time, Sirius; you always do."

Why was Remus always so good with words? It only made him feel even guiltier when he spoke again.

"Mary... she isn't my soulmate."

"What?" Remus's eyes widened, as if he were just looking at him properly for the very first time. "What do you mean?"

"Mary isn't my soulmate; she isn't my permanent tattoo."

"I-" Remus had to shake the surprise out of his face. "But why would you lie about something like that?"

"Maybe because I barely knew you lot at that time?" Sirius laughed with obvious sarcasm. "I just saw the first pretty girl and said it was her. But it wasn't; I never even spoke to her once all first year."

"Then your tattoo..." Remus began, but Sirius cut him off.

"I didn't lie about that. I did get my tattoo at eleven."

"Then why lie about who it was?" Remus was waiting for an answer, and Sirius wanted to give it to him, he always had. But fuck, it was so hard, to look at him in those gorgeous brown eyes and say the words he should have said a long time ago.

So he didn't; instead, he just lifted the sleeve of his shirt until the black ink was exposed.

Sirius could still remember it as if it were yesterday—the first time he met Remus Lupin. The quiet boy had been annoyed with him and James for causing a rampage on the train. He never said anything, but he would shoot them annoyed glances from behind the book he was reading every five minutes.

When all of them were sorted into Gryffindor, Remus was the last one to join them at the table. There was something about him, from the very first moment, that made Sirius want to be close to him forever. He recalled shoving James out of the chair next to him, making it the only available seat so Remus would have to sit beside him.

The first time Remus ever spoke to him was when he realized where and with whom he had ended up. He sat next to Sirius, avoiding eye contact at first. But then he smirked—a malicious, playful smirk that left Sirius feeling breathless and weak. Then he spoke.

"Ah, the universe has a sense of humor, I see."

Those were the exact same words that were now tattooed on his skin. The same words that had been there since the moment Remus met his gaze for the very first time. Sirius looked up to see Remus's reaction after seeing the tattoo. It was one of shock and disbelief, but as he recovered, Remus rolled up his own sleeve as well, revealing a fresh tattoo still red around the edges:

Do you believe in soulmates?

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Alfons Sylvatica Chapter 2 - Semi-Summary

This is a fan translation only. Not 100% accurate. Please expect grammatical errors and translation inaccuracies. This is a SEMI-SUMMARY of each chapter. I am roughly translating this with out much research other than specific lines from certain scenes. Why? Because it's a huge task to translate a main route chapter line by line. So, this is what we're working with, and I appreciate your understanding ♥︎ Cybird owns everything. Re-blogs are appreciated, but please do not post my summaries elsewhere. Minors: Please DNI or consume this content. CW: Dub-Con. Dividers: @/natimiles

Kate wakes up the next morning and finds a shirtless Alfons sleeping next to her in bed. She freaks out and wakes Alfons up in the process who says, “Oh, is it morning already? Good morning, Kate.” She recalls how he came to her room the night before, kissed her and then they went to bed, but no lines were crossed at this point because he knew her body was too tired, but even so did they do other activities that only “lovers” do….she wasn’t sure.

Alfons: Did you have a good dream last night?

Kate: W-wha……from where….

The blurry line between dreams and reality were a shock to her, the fear from last night and the pleasurable kiss they shared was so real, but it still felt like a dream and she couldn’t help, but feel upset. Alfons laughs at her in amusement, and his smile makes her back away from him covering her naked body with the sheet.

Kate: Wow, did you do something to me?!

Alfons: Yes, I did. I did a lot of nice things.

Kate: I didn’t mean that…..!!

She frantically tries to remember why she thought that Alfons was her lover, knowing there must be some kind of trigger. She has a flashbacks to him in her room and the mission prior to that:

Kate: Worried?

Alfons: Yes, isn’t it obvious?

Alfons: Because - you are my lover.

Alfons: You’re dreaming. You’re having a very pleasant dream.

Back to the present, she recalls him touching the nape of her neck and him whispering to her in both instances, and then recalls the pile of dead bodies before he touched her. She mentions that he used his ability on her, and surmises it’s the ability to use illusions. He admits to it and then commends her deductive skills while breaking out in applause. However, he clarifies that his ability is to rewrite perceptions by simply touching the nape of ones neck and whisper, and she asks why he did it to her?

Alfons: Why, because…..it’s fun of course?

Alfons: Poor little robin, thrown into a cesspool of evil.

Alfons: You’re the funniest toy I’ve ever seen.

Kate: …..!! (Kate slaps his cheek.)

Kate: Disgusting……

Alfons: I like your reaction, much better than last nights.

Alfons laughs without straightening his clothes and flutters off her bed, and tells her that if she ever wants to cry again then he’s there for her. She screams “No, thank you!” and throws a pillow at him. Afterwards, she heads to the dining room for breakfast and Alfons is sitting their nonchalantly. She wants to turn on her heel, but she resists and takes a seat. Victor starts talking to her about the mission from the night before, and she asks what happens after she was hypnotized. Did they call the police? William explains to her that in East End there have been many murders, arsons, abductions etc. and yet the police chalk it up to something that “always happens in the slums”.

Kate watches the expressions of those around her: Liam & Harrison listen quietly to the information, Elbert looks down melancholically at it, Alfons doesn’t seem interested in the subject at all, and then there’s those whose eyes sparkle with joy…….“That’s where Crown comes in,” says Victor. He explains that rumor has it that the administrators of the orphanage and poorhouse are responsible for the series of incidents. Last night’s mission was a little prelude to gather information. William says that they are trying to uncover the reason all the administrators are banding together; is it money, ideology, or pleasure? “What do you think”, he asks her.

Kate says she doesn’t know and she can’t of a single reason as to why someone would want to do that, as she recalls the scene feelings well up in her chest making her feel like she’s trapped in a dark place. Alfons chimes in, “Well, you don’t need to know. It’s a hassle.”

Alfons: Some children die in this world without anyone knowing. That means there are some who think they’re nothing more than rubbish to be cleaned off the street.

Kate is stunned by such a statement from him, is this a brazen dereliction of duty despite Crown being tasked with such cases? They stare at each other and he smiles.

Alfons: - It doesn’t matter.

(It doesn’t matter?!)

Alfons: Miss Kate, are you sure? You don't want to hide this.

He taps his own neck and Kate is like, “neck”? Hide what? Liam starts to ask, “Hey Kate, isn’t that….”, and Ellis follows up, “It’s a hickey.”

Kate: What?!

Ellis peeks at her from behind and she covers her neck with the palm of her hand.

Kate: Wh-wh-why....…

Alfons: Well, because……that’s what I did to you, isn’t it?

Kate: …!

Her cheeks flush and Harrison asks Alfons if he’s already touched her? Alfons laughs and asks Kate how he should answer that question, but she is so embarrassed that she can’t say anything. He taunts, “Aw, you can’t say anything?” But, it’s not possible of knowing what really happened last night, and while she is struggling as to what to say, Jude enters says, “What, ya already been devoured? I’m sorry to hear that,” and lets out a loud laugh.

Kate: I’ve not been devoured!

Alfons: That’s terrible…..that you kissed me so passionately, but you were just playing around with me……?

Kate: ….. Weren’t you the one who played with me?!

Liam: Ah.

Harrison: Ahhh.

Ellis: You just admitted it.

Kate: Huh—!?

Alfons: Pfft, ahaha! This is the best, Kate!

Alfons: Victor, will you make her my exclusive?

Kate: What do you mean my ”exclusive”?

Kate wants the situation from escalating any further and Alfons explains that they’d be partners, buddies, a tag-team or whatever she wants to call it. Victor thinks it’s a great proposal after their hot night together, and Alfons says that he must take responsibility for their one night stand, but Kate doesn’t sense any sign of sincerity in his voice. Victor says that he doesn’t care as long as Kate agrees to it, to which, she declines saying she hates the idea. Alfons threatens her with, “Don’t say! If you do, I don’t know if I’ll do that again or not.” She is upset, but it was also her fault for not kicking him out of her room last night as soon as he entered, and Victor warned her that many members of Crown were morally bankrupt.

William makes the suggestion that Kate only accompanies Alfons on his missions and outside of that, she doesn’t need to be around him. Kate still doesn’t like the idea, but it’s better than being with him 24/7, so she agrees and Alfons says it’s fine.

Alfons: Well…..I look forward to working with you, Kate.

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#alfons sylvatica #ikevil alfons #ikevil translations #ikemen villains #Ikémen villains translations #IkeVil JP spoilers

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thinking about gun play with seonghwa and how his eyes widen in surprise when you moan at the slightest bit of pressure from his gun pressing against your clit. he moves the gun away for a second before he presses it against your clit again, this time with a little bit more pressure. he keeps doing this until you stop him with a hand on his wrist and tell him to stop teasing you. of course this only makes him want to do it even more and you can see it in the way he smiles at you. but surprisingly he listens to you and instead starts to move it between your slick folds. you’re embarrassingly wet despite him barely doing anything and he comments on this.

“what a fucking whore,” seonghwa tuts. “i didn’t take you for someone who’d be into this kind of thing. look at how messy you’re getting it.”

you look downwards as seonghwa briefly pulls the gun away from your folds. sure enough, the muzzle is glistening with your arousal. seonghwa doesn’t say it out loud, but the slick of your wetness covering his gun turned him on in ways he didn’t think was possible. hell, he’s been turned on ever since you opened your mouth and practically begged to do all of this. you two have done a lot of nasty things together, but this? this one took the cake. this was downright filthy and the both of you knew it.

without so much as another word, seonghwa slides the gun in between your wet folds once more. you feel your pussy clenching and unclenching with every movement and it’s taking everything in you to not scream at seonghwa to just fuck you already. from the wet sounds your pussy was already making and how it steadily dripped onto bedsheets below you it was obvious that you were more than ready. what else was there left to do?

“seonghwa, please just fuck me already–” you start to whine, but you cut yourself off with a sharp inhale.

seonghwa grins up at you as he circles the muzzle around your hole, taking pleasure in seeing your pussy clench around nothing. here you are laying in front of him with your legs spread wide and pussy dripping onto his expensive sheets waiting to get fucked by a gun—his gun to be exact. he thinks back to how you eyed it with excitement earlier and didn’t stop not even once to ask if there were any bullets in it. he made sure to empty it beforehand, but the fact that you didn’t ask because you were too busy thinking about being stuffed makes him laugh.

you two are definitely going to hell after this.

“i shouldn’t be asking since you’re already a mess” seonghwa says. “but, are you ready, baby?”

you nod so fast that it makes seonghwa laugh again. for a second it seems like you’re about to laugh, too, but the feeling of cool metal and your pussy being stretched stops you. you let out a gasp then a moan.

“oh, my god,” you breathe out at the same time seonghwa says, “oh, fuck.”

you both watch as he slowly pushes the gun further inside of you, wet noises immediately filling both of your ears. you can’t speak; all you can do is gasp and moan and whimper at the unfamiliar feeling. you’re not sure how to put it into words. you just feel full. so fucking full.

your eyes flicker to seonghwa for a brief moment. you watch as he stares at the sight before him with an intense gaze, lips parting as he lets out his own moan. he’s more enamored by this whole thing than you are now. you watch him for a while longer until he glances up at you, eyes blown wide with lust.

“can i go faster? please?” he asks. the tone of his voice is low, but there’s a hint of desperation in it.

“is that what you want?” you ask.

“yes,” seonghwa says as he slightly pushes the gun in even further. “wanna see your pretty little pussy get stretched out, baby.”

you nod before letting out another moan and bucking your hips forward. seonghwa leans forward and presses a few kisses to either side of your thighs before he presses one just above your throbbing clit. for a second you consider asking him to eat you out and fuck you with the gun at the same time, but decide against it. you have the rest of the night to do whatever you want to anyways.

#bebe rots ᯓ★#park seonghwa #seonghwa smut #ateez hard hours #ateez smut

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My opinion about BIG:

Some people use Dan’s quote about being romantically involved with Phil *past tense* means that they are only friends or in a platonic relationship now. Whilst they might be I really do think that they’re just together and it wasn’t elaborated on in BIG because it wasn’t really the point.

Like Dan discussed all his childhood trauma with homophobic bullying and the self-hate that it caused. One part that always sticks out to me is when Dan says he was young at school and a child shouted gay at him. He said that was his first time hearing it and the word stuck negatively from there. I also experienced that at a young age and like Dan I didn’t know at the time why being gay was used as a joke or insult. Whilst I probably knew I was gay then it wasn’t until years later when it actually sunk in that yeah,,, this is an unchangeable fact about my life and it is a deeply personal thing to accept. I think BIG is genuinely really moving and relatable. That’s why I feel that using BIG as ‘proof’ that they aren’t together is just silly.

BIG meant a lot to Dan and the fact he was not publicly out even to family or close friends until a month (if I remember correctly) before BIG really does show how much it took for him to accept that part of his life. Like coming out even to yourself is a big (haha) thing, doing that to an audience is scary. The video was to do with Dan’s struggle with acceptance and coming out rather than him and Phil, although those two are obviously related, I really feel the emphasis was on Dan’s experiences separate from their relationship. That’s why I feel that using it to show they aren’t together is silly,,,, because it just wasn’t the point of the video. And in terms of post hiatus vids, it’s so obvious (plus the whole building a forever home),,, I don’t think they feel they need to state anything, and I definitely feel that coming out is already a big deal, to then publicly come out With a relationship would have been even more of a thing and I just believe that’s why Dan only briefly commented directly on him and Phil,,, although it’s obvious throughout how much he means to him

sorry for rambling I hope it makes sense it just irritates me when people use BIG to say that they aren’t together. BIG was already a brave and deeply personal video for Dan, I think coming out after years in the spotlight must have been scary,,, so for people to say well if they Were together he would have come out With their relationship rather than just him,,,, but no,, I just think for Dan the emphasis was on his struggles rather than their current relationship and their current content makes it so obvious that there isn’t a need for that anyways

I don’t have anything to add to this. Everything is solid

🧡

#dan howell #phan #danisnotonfire #dan and phil #dnp #amazingphil #phil lester #dnpg #daniel howell #dnp opinions

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Reo in love

pairing: Reo Mikage × fem!reader

summary: Reo is in love with you and you're his very first crush. He doesn't know how to act.

warnings: none

Looking at your table you can see another small present. Like the other ones, it has the same cute wrapping paper and a cute bow around it.

It started around a month ago that you've received small gifts and letters which always sat on your table. You didn't know who they were from but what you knew was, that these small gifts costs lots of money. You did feel bad. Like, someone was spending so much money on you and you didn't even know who it was from.

Once you thought it could have been from Mikage, the cool thing popular guy in your class but when you asked he couldn't even answer and didn't even look at you. Actually, he even walked away the second you tried talking to him.

"Ohhh did your secret admirer made you a gift again?" Your friend teased you. As you turned to her, you saw Reo glancing over to the two of you, that was until Nagi called his name.

The soft voice of Nagi was barely understandable so you didn't care all that much and turned back to your friend.

Opening the gift with her by your side made you even more excited to see what it was this time, you just hoped nothing too expensive.

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"Reoooo?" Nagi called his friend when he noticed that Reo was looking towards you. The said guy turned his head back fast and his ears reddened slightly for being caught looking at you. Because infact, he likes, no, loves you. He can't even be himself when he's near you. It gets as terrible as he can't even talk to you or even look at you without blushing.

He just hoped you liked his present because if he were honest, he didn't know what to do if you were to talk to him again. The last time he (poorly) acted as if he has an appointment and ran away. That, was probably the most embarrassing moment in his entire life.

"Yea? Is something wrong Nagi?" The purple haired boy asked his friend, "You're staring again....and it's so obvious as well." Nagi said and made his typical 'x-mouthed' face as a way to deadpan at his only friend.

"Was it really THAT obvious??" To where the white haired boy only nodded and laid his head on the table.

Closing his eyes, Nagi said, "Why don't you just tell her how you feel?"

Reo got red again and told him how he 'wouldn't understand' and how Nagi 'doesn't even know, how to make girls feel special' because in Reos mind, the best way to get a girlfriend is to make her feel special (even though in this case, the girl doesn't even know it's him).

"Oh Reo,..." Nagi began and Reo looked at him waiting in for him to continue, "could you take my shift today to clean the aquarium?" Referring to the small aquarium in the classroom where always two students have to clean and feed the fish.

"Huh? Why?"

....

"I don't wanna do it."

With a sigh and a lookd of disappointment, Reo agreed and made a mental note to clean it after classes.

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After class Reo walked back inside the classroom since the whole class were outside. Now instead of going home to relax or play with Nagi football, he had to clean the aquarium.

As he entered he saw a person already in the room and as he got closer, he could smell your perfume. It draw him in even more. And as the light from the window shone on you, it just showed how beautiful you looked. He completely forgot about everything and just looked at you in complete aww.

"Can you help me or are you just standing there?" With that Reo woke up from his day dream and realized how you were standing infront of him.

"Sorry Y/n!" He mumbled and walked to where you stood. As the two of you cleaned the class you asked him, "Do you hate me?"

"Huh?!?" Reo looked confused

"You seem to be good with everyone but somehow you completely avoid me." You explained without looking at him. Partly, he was thankful because you couldn't see how nervous he was but on the other hand you weren't looking at him.

"I- uh," conflicted between the two thoughts of either telling you the truth and risk the chance to get rejected or lie to you and have the high risk of you disliking him. Neither sounded good to him.

"It was you who made me all those gifts, right?" You finally asked what was on your mind now for a while. He looked down in a shameful way.

"Yes, how did you know?" Now you looked looked him and deadpanned. "You're probably the only one who can afford this stuff."

With an airy laugh he finally confessed his feelings, "Yea probably...I really do like you Y/N."

"Then why avoid me?" You wanted to know.

"I get nervous any time I am near you."

After that, he asked for a date to which you agreed to go. He was happy you felt the same and you were happy that he didn't ignore you.

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"How long do I have to stand here listening?" Nagi asked your friend as the two of them looked through the door at the two of you.

"Shhh, they are confessing!!" Your friend gasped and grapped the white haired boy who was nowhere near as exited as your friend.

Nagi thought of why he agreed to your friends plan of giving Reo and you alone time because now, he is outside the room just wanting to sleep.

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just went on a spiral and doomscrolled through a terfs blog i found. i always want to understand these people so badly because i just can’t get it. trans people like… physically exist. have always existed. it’s denial to act like we don’t. i have a bad tendency to sometimes have more unconscious sympathy for the perpetrators of incidents than the victims, and this sometimes applies when i think about transphobes. i kept feeling bad for this woman when i scrolled through her blog especially the more i learnt about her… like, she was obviously a real human being. she was saying insane things about men which just—genuinely could not at all be healthy for anyone—but it was obvious she’d had really traumatic experiences. i just felt bad for her. i have i can fix her! syndrome with everything, and it was popping up then. like, sure, she thinks i should die, but— she just doesn’t get it. i’m sure if she understood trans people, she’d get it. i kept telling myself it even as it became obvious her views were insane; i’m sure if someone really talked to her, she’d get it. she’s obviously an okay person, right? she’d get it.

after about half an hour of scrolling, through, i got to this post she’d reblogged going through some trans woman’s tweets and pointing out all the Horrifically Anti Cis Women Things she’d said (some of them were funny as hell) and saying how it proved Trans Women Only Want To Be Women To Mock Us, that sort of bullshit. and she’d reblogged it with this— poisonous ramble about trans women, saying that they oppressed cis women and were liars and blah blah all the usual bullshit, and she ended it saying something like— “and the most hilarious part is that they can insult us all they like but i just know they’re lying awake at night crying because they’ll never be women”.

and that was when i got it.

they know we’re trans; not all of them, but a lot of them. being trans is wanting to be a different gender than the one you’re assigned at birth. that’s all it is. and the only cure for someone who’s lying awake at night wishing they were a certain gender IS to transition. to become that gender. and— she was admitting that. admitting that people who genuinely wish they were born a different gender exist. admitting that we exist and LAUGHING. terfs dont want us alive. they frame it as a feminism issue but when it comes down to it they just think we’re freaks. it’s obvious in the way they dissect and pull apart the appearances of trans women they dislike, subjecting them to two hundred beauty standards at once even as they say they’re ‘radical feminists’. the worst ones—they aren’t malicious towards us because they mean well, because they’re motivated by the Higher Principles of Protecting And Supporting Womanhood. they’re violent towards us because they think we’re freaks for not being ‘natural’. it’s the same argument reused over and over. they’re admitting they know people who would rather die than be forced to live as their assigned gender exist, and saying: Yeah, actually, I’d like it if you died.

idk. it’s obvious. and i knew she was horrible from the start, obviously, but i can never stop myself seeing people as human. it makes it harder for me to remind myself that they don’t see us as human.

#transphobia #tw transphobia #i don’t want this to show up untagged it was upsetting as hell to read and wasn’t even speficisllt targeting me #this is obvious a lot of it and i already knew it #but #still #oliver talks

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