#this was supposed to be short lmfao

[kangaracha]

If you’re taking fic prompts: how the wolves dynamic changes after the elders take back the pack

“This is so unfair,” Wynter huffs as they scale the rocks, braids swaying to and fro above him.

“They’re the elders,” Willa says from somewhere above her, somehow not out of breath at all. “They were always in charge. Nothing’s changed.”

“Oh, everything’s changed.” Wynter stops, one hand clinging to the boulder while the other reaches down to tug at her boot, jamming her heel further into the sole. “We found the moonstone and stopped the humans from attacking us. What did they ever do?”

“You can’t talk like that, Wynter.”

“Only if you tell me not to, because you’re the Alpha.”

Their argument fades into background noise as they climb, the wind picking their voices up off the rock and carrying them out into the open air. Wyatt lets them go ahead, lingering as if searching for better footholds, or enjoying the view that slowly expands around them as they get higher and higher up the mountain.

It’s a glorious day despite the circumstances, perfectly warm with the smallest breeze to tug at them as they climb, cooling the sweat as it drips down their brows. The forest is verdantly blooming around them, the mountain’s peak clean-cut against the sky above. If he squints, Seabrook glistens in the distance, perched on the edge of the sea like a jewel washed up from the ocean.

It’s just a pity that there’s a hole in his stomach a mile deep, that his limbs burn with the kind of ache that he will pay for later, and that the ink still drying on his cheek is set in a foreign pattern, itching like an old skin that doesn’t fit him anymore.

“Wyatt!” Wynter shrieks from the top of the outcrop, her voice rising higher with every syllable. He tugs himself over the edge reluctantly, sparing a glance at Willa as his knees hit the level ground. “Tell her that this isn’t fair.”

His sister shakes her head, her mouth pressed into a thin, unhappy line.

Right. He’s the pacifier. Beta – except that he isn’t anymore. So easy to forget for a moment, and so crushing when the memory returns.

“There’s not much we can do about it,” he says in what he hopes is a mollifying voice, rubbing the back of his neck subconsciously. “Even if it isn’t fair, it’s what the pack wants.”

Willa’s eyes are like knives digging into the back of his neck. It would almost be intimidating, if he hadn’t shared a womb with her, and everything since.

“It is not,” Wynter scoffs, and draws herself up to her full height, hands on her hips. “I’ve heard them talking. No one is happy about it.”

“Just shut up, Wynter,” Willa snaps, and collapses flat on her back on the stone.

They stare at her – Wynter in shock, Wyatt in…something else. He’s too numb to name the feeling that stirs in his gut; only the answers to the look on his sister’s face spring to his mind. Embarrassment, and the cold, bitter anger that just stung Wynter. Doubt, maybe, that unease that creeps in when someone looks you in the eye and tells you that you are not good enough.

He’d thought Willa was immune to that one, but she’d placed most of her heart into the pack, and that vulnerability was where they’d struck her the hardest.

“Don’t you guys want to lead the pack anymore?” Wynter asks in the silence that follows.

Willa ignores her. Wyatt ignores the urge to roll his eyes at her (to worry about her). “We were only the leaders while the real Alpha was sick, Wynter,” he says instead. “We don’t have any claim to the title now.”

“But what about Seabrook, and our friends? If we can’t go-”

“We’re werewolves, not humans,” Willa says, glaring at the sky. “We shouldn’t be in that town at all.”

“Speak for yourself,” Wynter grumbles. “I liked froyo! And football! Tell her, Wyatt.”

“Willa,” Wyatt sighs obediently. They are equals now, after all.

His sister sits up, leveling her gaze at him.

She’s got that look on her face now, he realises, the one that means cajoling and playing nice with her isn’t going to work – her opinion is her opinion, and nothing is going to change her mind. “You can just say that you’re angry about their decision,” he says instead, crossing his arms over his chest. “You know that I know that you don’t think that you were a bad alpha. And I know you liked Seabrook, even when you said you hated it.”

“So?” Willa spits.

“So,” Wyatt sighs in response. “Just admit that you’re sad so that we can move on to the next argument.”

Willa glares at him. He stares back, unflinching, waiting patiently for her composure to wear thin.

“Fine,” she exclaims, throwing her hands into the air. “Maybe I’m sad because I’m not the alpha. And angry at them. And maybe I miss Addison and our friends a little bit. But I don’t see how talking about it is going to help.”

There’s a pause, and then Wynter asks, “Would doing something help, then?”

“What do you want to do, make our own pack?” Willa snaps. “Move into Seabrook and go to that stupid school and hang out with zombies and humans?”

“Yes!” Wynter exclaims, a little too enthusiastically. Willa’s gaze whips from her to Wyatt, who shrugs noncommittally.

“Froyo is good,” he says, mostly to get a rise out of her.

She stares at them with wild eyes. “You’re both insane,” she says. “The elders would never forgive us. You want to leave the forest forever?”

“The elders wouldn’t exile us forever,” Wyatt replies, reason springing into his mind. “We still have the moonstone. And our pack is too many wolves for them to lose.”

“It’s like another revolution!” Wynter adds.

Slowly, Willa looks between them, and smiles.

#disney zombies #zombies 2 #zombies 3 #z2 #z3 #willa zombies #wyatt lykensen #wyatt zombies #willa lykensen #wynter zombies #wynter barkowitz #why do these always end up at 1k #this was supposed to be short lmfao #roo writes

[pureleafy]

your honor I have been writing sad prose like a whore

#13K words later and I’m choking on my tears #this was supposed to be SHORT Lmfao #akiangel #wip #turning in your stomach (making you feel sick) #your honor I’m gonna kill god

[virsancte]

good days aren't easy to come by

#simblr #ts4 legacy #valentine gen 4 #fun fact for context on why i care so much abt him finally choosing to play the piano on his own #but it's gonna get Long so strap in #basically. the guitar he used to have had been with him since he was like...... my god. probably about 15 #he bought it at a yard sale for pennies from an older woman #it belonged to her late son originally and it wasn't even . supposed to be a part of the sale in the first place. she just took a liking to #devin and figured that really it's better in the hands of someone who would use it than for it to collect dust in her garage forever #and he couldn't really practice at home. his parents... are not exactly the kindest people you've ever seen #he was too afraid of them destroying or throwing it away so he'd sneak off to god knows where and learn how to play it from old #youtube videos on his busted up phone #it quickly became Everything to him. his most prized possession. and it wasn't a shitty guitar either. the son was a professional musician #that's how ellie and devin met in the first place. he was playing at the market she used to sneak out to in the evenings to #and she instantly knew . this boy is going places and really they might as well go together #enough backstory of the backstory. long story short: he was struggling to make rent eventually and was out of vinyls to pawn off #so he had no choice left. it was either that or he'd get kicked out along with his sister. who was still struggling a lot w/ addiction #so he sold it. and it broke him. he's literally just not been the same since losing it #his sister stole him a guitar from a music shop she'd go to sometimes but it just wasn't the same and he had not played an instrument since #until now anyway #still not a guitar. but maybe someday #or he can find his old one and buy it again......... #lmfao if you made it here congrats. you win nothing bc im broke but i do respect you

[adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy]

home from work

#if I speak… #one of the girls walked out yesterday #the best worker we have is on the verge of blowing up on this bitch’s leaders bc since he can do everything quick and efficiently already #they’re putting 3 to 4 ppl’s workloads on him to see how far they can extend his worth and then they’re over his shoulder the whole time #micromanaging him so today he almost lost it and was literally walking around mumbling about his disrespectful they all are (facts) #and how if they don’t think he’s doing it right then they can do it and I know for a fact one of the ladies heard him #bc he wasn’t even trying to hide it at this point and like this dude is cool he has a lot of patience and helps out any way he can #so if HE’S on the brink of snapping then the rest of us don’t stand a chance LMFAO #anyways today was a fucking mess those leaders know nothing about our store yet so they have us making less than what we need until we need #it so we get behind constantly and they made prep a disaster bc again they think they can just prep a bunch of stuff in the morning #and it’ll last the whole day and yes that works in theory but the reality of the situation is every day is different and today #we sold double what we did yesterday so they had to move me to prep to fix their mistakes bc we were running out of stuff 4 hours in lmfao #and I’m the only one left who knows how to do everything on prep bc the other girls had never done it before #we’re supposed to prep 20 mac n cheese trays in the morning for the whole day #we open lunch at 10:30 tell me why I go into the cooler at 12 put more in the oven and there’s only 5 left #it’s been less than 2 HOURS and you’re already running out of macs which means those idiots prepped barely anything just to try and save mo #*money to cut down waste but that gag if you’re losing money bc now you’re short on everything and customers are leaving bc they’re having #to wait a long time for their food #and macs take 40 minutes to cool LMFAO #I get over there they’re out of parfaits they’re out of fruit cups they’re out of kale salads the front is coming in and having to take #stuff as I make it bc they keep getting orders and it’s all just a fucking mess #I have to make a custom wrap and what happens?? those morons didn’t pull the flatbreads out of the freezer like they’re supposed to every #night so now we have no flatbread and I had to run back there and put them in the warming drawer to defrost and we lost an order bc I had #nothing to make the wraps with <3 #I go back there to get more cold chicken SPOILER ALERT they didn’t have anyone make any this morning so now there’s no chicken for the wrap #and salad and it has to be grilled and then chilled for 2 FUCKING HOURS before it can be used #they’re a fucking disaster like 😭 #was the store perfect before?? ofc not but it ran quickly and efficiently as it should and now it’s literally just a mess #this bitch hasn’t even owned it for a full week yet and has already fucked it all up #womp womp!!!!!!

[beanghostprincess]

That Fem!Sanuso fantasy AU I'm writing is consuming me mentally and physically in the best way and I can only think about it and the only reason I don't post more abt it it's bc I'm already annoying enough with my 10000th daily Sanuso posts but I swear this is me thinking about it

#it's on my mind. 24/7 #like i even have planned the rest of the strawhats and they aren't even relevant for this fic lmfao #this was supposed to be a cute and short fairytale au not this-- #literally everything makes me think abt it i hateit #hoping to finish the thing soon so i can get it out of my system bc i hate not having anybody to talk abt it #THEY'RE JUST IMPORTANT TO ME OKAY NENFKEK #fem sanuso but fantasy my beloved

[regensia]

thinking about Robin being with the Revolutionaries during the time skip and getting to see Sabo have that one dream with the sake and then wake up crying and also getting to hear all the stories of her idiot captain when he was an idiot kid

#✸ OUT. #SOON I'LL HAVE MY HANDS ON THE COMPUTER FOR MORE THAN WORK PURPOSES #also?? I tried to quit my job and my last day was supposed to be the 28th but um #they didn't let me quit???? #lmfao now I just work short easy shifts but like c'mon man

[kiillerqueen]

" I want to be very clear when I say this. " August pauses for a moment as a small sigh falls from his lips. Gaze looking over at fem so that their eyes met. He felt like he needed to make sure she saw the truthfulness in his eyes and hear it in his tone. " My commitment issues had way before you. When you're lied to for eighteen years , it is kind of hard not to have very tall walls built up. " || @svftlove ||

#svftlove #interaction: august.murphy #lmfao this was suppose to be short but i guess my muse had other ideas haha

[unitedstates0fdakota]

Me in 7th grade, being a dumbass middle schooler, and seeing a book premise about peter pan being rewritten as like, modern-day enemies to lovers captain hook x peter pan: "This is absurd! It's so far removed from source material that it should just be a separate thing!"

Me now, writing my bible fan fiction where a bunch of them work at the post office and the archangel Gabriel is a stoner car nerd: "I wonder if Uriel would be transmasc. I could see it. He's connected with man-made beauty so that would definitely come across in how he expresses himself. That would be fun to explore. Maybe John and Gabriel should have a friends to lovers arc. This should, under no circumstances, be a separate thing."

#i was an idiot in middle school lmfao #An interpretation of a work of art can be a lovely thing #and putting spins on old stories is so fun and cool #writerblr #i suppose #if anyone wants my short story hmu #it's my favorite piece i'm working on #don't tell my other WIPs #ramblings

[ilostyou]

welp. the phantom cramps are no longer phantom 😃

#i Am going to scream my lungs out this could not be a less convenient time for this #tomorrow is my shopping trip which. will be Exhausting bc i’m so. so not into shopping. and now i have to do it crampy and emo and. yknow #and!!! i’m sure i will be bloated so trying on clothes will be even more fun xo #and i have to work on finishing my paper tomorrow too so. side note #then! i just made plans to go out out like. drinking dancing etc with my friends saturday night so. that’s that #sunday i have a thing which means. very much dressed up. and i have plans sunday night too with my best friend lol #then! monday i have work but then made up to go for dinner w the friend things are weird w rn but that’s up in the air i think #bc i may be going out w her first and idk if she’ll keep the standing date lol #then! tuesday! i have orientation for my doctoral program so there’s that happening #wed is normal lmfao just. work. but then thursday is graduation <3 weeee #and then NEXT friday. i am finally not busy #and you’re telling me with THIS week that NOW was the perfect time to have me bleed for a week. for This week. fuck off #time to start saying prayers for it to be short and quick and relatively painless or else 😃 this week will be the seventh circle of hell #how am i supposed to do all that and function as i would while also wanting to rip out my internal organs. good question #in summary my social calendar is too booked for my liking lmfao i need time in between to recover #oh my god AND!!!! AND!!!!!! i’m abt to go up a dosage in these meds i’m on even tho i wanted to stay on what i was on til now but #the pharmacy didn’t have it in the same dosage bc shortages but they did have enough for the higher one so. i went up #and the catch is that these are the meds making me nauseous which means. i’ll be More nauseous which is NOT helpful #or ideal ever but especially considering im sure i’ll be nauseous bc it is what it is #im sksososodkfofofogldnskdlf so not. looking forward to this <3 #this has been a rant

[depresseddepot]

not to be dramatic but nothing puts me in a worse mental state than trying to cuff my fucking jeans

#no i will not elaborate because i am too angry!!!!!! #HOWW do you do it. ive tried so many different cuff styles and they always just make my leg look like a sausage #i may be fat but it looks normal on fat models so why does it look so stupid on me!!!!!lmao!!!!!!! #i cant even buy cropped jeans or capris to make the hem naturally fall above my boots either because IM TOO FUCKING SHORT #HOW am i supposed to be butch in these conditions (/j) #i cant wear baggy things because i look sloppy. i cant roll things to fit me bc i look stupid. #things that are marketed for short people are STILL not short enough. what am i supposed to do!!!!haha!!! #i fucking hate summer #this is a shitpost but really. i dont need any help hating my body lmfao the LEAST my jeans could do is LOOK GOOD #i wish i was skinny for the clothes alone. yall under 150 have no fucking idea how good you have it #i want to be hit by a car #grinding my teeth and i taste jasmine on my tongue etc etc

[merry-the-cookie]

#teresa.txt #dont read the tags lol im just going insane in here it has been. it has been at day so far lmfao #listen i am going thru it right now. im gonna take a shower im gonna lie down im gonna pass out while i watch a show on my phone or somethin #that lady at the tattoo parlor was. ive never wanted to punch someone in the teeth so bad than i do right now #culmination of all the events of this morning #walking to the closest doctor 30min away and feeling like rambo in the fucking jungle cus theres no sIDEWALK IN THIS FUCKING PLACE #walking back to this fucking shop thats fINALLY OPEN AFTER CLOSING WITHOUT ANY INFO OR UPDATE #THIS LADY TELLING ME I SHOULDVE CALLED AND TEXTED WHEN I IN FACT /VERY MUCH DID THAT/!!!!!! #being all short and condescending with me about iNFORMATION SHE DIDNT GIVE ME IN THE FIRST FUCKING PLACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #talking to me like im dumb for going to see a dr instead of her whEN I FUCKING TRIED BUT THEY WERE CLOSED AND WOULDNT ANSWER THE PHONE!!!!!! #LIKE BITCH WTF DID YOU WANT ME TO DOOOOOO #YOU NEVER TOLD ME HOW LONG I WAS SUPPOSED TO KEEP THEM IN FFS LMFAO #so now i gotta wait at least a month to go back and get these piercings done all over again #but i dont know that i wanna go to that place again LMFAO i think is rather just. find someplace else #even if its a bit more pricey like. i dont wanna see her face again LMFAO #i have Not slept i am still pmsing my period is incredibly late so i know #oh i know. that its gonna kick my fucking ass #i am gross i had to walk right next to the crops under the burning sun for close to an hour total i am sweaty i am Murderous #the fucking i ternet people are assholes we have been here almost three months and they still manage to fuck us over we sTILL DONT HAVE WIFI #literally just. teresa and the no good terrible very bad week. its wednesday lmfaogjfjkshfkdjf #incredible. almost impressive #what a fucking waste of time #yeah no i cant go back to that girl i will crumble to dust

[bo0zey]

boys be mad asl when i don’t giggle n tehe n show cute emotions like bitch my wounded inner child just got done drunk sniveling begging for daddy not to yell n hate her while her intoxicated narcissistic father screamed n gaslit her until she dissociated to euthymic plane 🙄🙄🙄

#‘trauma dumping’ eat my shorts loser assholss #so funny he said if my narcissistic sociopathic insane brother killed himself then it’s ‘goodbye to the rest of y’all too’ #like ohhhhh so ur eldest daughter n youngest son don’t mean jack fuckjn shit to u right??? lmfao lolll #yeah just go rot with that selfish egotistic psycho while ur 15yr old son who lost his mom at 7yrs old #i want to strangle my fuckjgnf dad sometimes he’s so cruel n said so many mean things to me #he always has to defend my middle brother ‘he’s depressed what if he kms’ like??? #my middle brother literally manipulates tf out of my dumbass emotionally unintelligent father he’s tearing this family apart #meanwhile i never planned on seeing 18 nor living past 22 n now i have to go exist n find a job when i never thought i’d have to do this sh #shit ever b. i was supposed to #be dead 4 years ago lololllll #god forbid i tell him that or my plan to kms at 27 lollll #so worried abt a fucking LOST SOCIOPATH SEFISH NARCISSITIC CAUSE ur gonna make me and my baby brother suffer?? as orphans ?? #my dad n i used to get breakfast every sunday in middle school n talk abt life n drive around after n those days meant the world to me #i never realized how much i missed them. how much i looked forward to him saying he’d call me while i’m away at college #but my middle brother egosticizl fuck is like ‘lolyh i just nod n say what dad wants me to hear’ when my dad is trying so hard to save him f #my dad admitted to neglecting my lil bro lol it makes me so fkcing angry he doesn’t give af abt us #says ‘im worth more im the ground than i am alive’ n my inner teen bursts into tears bc she experienced that already #yeah moms life insurance money was so fun!! until it ran out bc of college n impulsive manic spending n the materialistic thrill never laste #i want to hate him but i can’t even deny i love him so much he hurts me and everyone i love and disappoints us all n we still care for him #he’s letting my brother fuckjgn kill him literlaly my dad is physically sick bc of my sociopath narcissistic bros drama #he blames me for not going to him n telling him abt my ‘’mental issues’ as if i didn’t have to grow up n become mom the day after my 16th #i am my mothers child he didn’t know anything abt our childhoods until she died and he had to step up n parent us himself #he doesn’t know what it means to be a parent he shouldn’t be a parent but oh fuckjgn well oh my god WE ARE YOUR KIDSMWE NEED YOU WH #WHY CANT YOU SHOW US YOU CARE WHEN WE ALL HAD TO LEARN ALL WE HAVE IS OURSELVES #i am so angry he tried to throw me under the bus abt not having a job as a new grad nurse instead of my brother for dropping out everything #ur son wants to drop his ap classes bc he procrastinated n doesn’t wNna do the work so now he’s manipulating u to let him quit #i am just not exiting the identity crisis coming to terms w the fact that i’m 22yrs old n alive n need to start living n working #tonight was a shitshow but the ending calmed down but i couldn’t stop crying sniveling whimpering when dad yelled #yelled n accused n attacked me n chose to defend my middle bro over me like..he’s trying to kill u n i freaked out bc stepmom said u cut #ramblings

[mieczyhale]

thoughts on steve and bucky and ‘shared experiences vs differing experiences of the same moments’ that devolves into rambling about their lives and them in relation to each other and love and angst and idk, man, enjoy?? i guess??

“steve and bucky went through the same thing as far as being injected with the serum and kind of getting their bodies torn apart and put back together different. they both were used as weapons”

both of them having the serum and still being alive in present day doesn’t mean that their experiences within those 70 years were the same

true! true. however::

steve wanted the serum. steve consented

bucky did not

steve wanted to fight

bucky did not

steve was frozen for 70 years

bucky was tortured for 70 years

steve, after coming out of the ice, could have chosen not to fight. he wouldn’t have, because he’s steve, but the choice was there

bucky, throughout - including when we get to present day - never had a choice. there was never a time where he could’ve said no. not without punishment.

and i mean specifically in those 70 years, but also a little in either direction of time if you think about it. of course their lives up until the war were intertwined, they had a lifetime of shared experiences (as we all know). there is no one who knows steve better than bucky, and no one who knows bucky better than steve. so im not at all saying they dont have shared life experience, im just saying that not everything they went through together they experienced the same way.

steve has had a team, has had some coworkers-turned-friends, has made friends like sam. bucky has been alone. without handlers and scientists and doctors he is alone. he’s got a single empty notebook to take notes about himself and to write down anything he remembers (he hopes he remembers), a backpack, a hat, and the clothes on his back. no friends. no team. and a fear that if he does go to the one person he knows, he’ll be rejected. hated (which he thinks he deserves but that wouldnt  make it hurt any less) OR worse: locked up. experimented on. put in the chair to become someone else’s weapon once more. 

cuz like.. before that, before the fall: bucky was drafted, steve did everything he could to join. bucky fought in the war as a normal human, he was captured, held prisoner, experimented on. steve was a dancing monkey, the first thing he did in the war was rescue bucky, and all of his fighting experience in real battle was with him enhanced. and carrying a shield.

then bucky fell. and steve put the valkyrie in the water. they both died without dying. this was another moment that where the same thing happened to them both, but in different ways. they didnt experience their “deaths” the same way

and then after that: bucky was on the run, he was in hiding, trying to piece his mind and his whole self back together after having it forcefully and violently taken from him. steve searched for him in between fighting threats to the world. steve may have felt lost, he may have felt like a man out of time, he maybe even had to rediscover who steve rogers was behind the image of captain america. but that’s not the same as being lost and actually not knowing yourself at all.

steve knew he was steve, he just had to remember what that meant beyond fighting evil and sticking to his morals. bucky didn’t even know he was bucky until like 2 days ago, and he’s not even totally confident about it.

it’s not that he thinks steve would turn him in, something in him says the other man wouldn’t do that, but it would be the right thing for him to do. the safest thing. and wouldn’t it be what he deserves?? he thinks so. but he wants to live, just a little, before he’s taken from himself again. so he can’t go to steve yet. so he keeps to himself and he spends his days trying to remember.

point is: he knows. everything. and none of it changes his opinion of bucky, none of it diminishes his love for him. he’ll find him and he’ll protect him this time. and he’ll make sure that bucky knows - never doubts - that steve has never and will never blame him for his actions under hydra’s brainwashing and torture. and he’ll do everything he can to help him recover. whatever it entails, for however long it takes.

and steve, as we all know, would never in a million years turn bucky in no matter what bucky had done. he has that unwavering faith in him and unending love. he would even if he didn’t know about hydra’s involvement and the details of the winter soldier program that somebody (natasha) slipped him a file of (he hadnt asked for it, but he appreciated it. even though it took him days to get up the courage to open it)

the file she had handed him in the graveyard had been a thin, a basic file of surface level information. the one she hands him now is thicker, full of too much detail. pictures. things that are going to stick with him and hurt him, she warns. he thanks her for her concern but he wants to read it. to see it. just as much as he doesn’t want to. because it will tell him everything bucky has been through in the last 70 years. and if bucky could go through it, could survive it, then steve could read about it.

he wants to know. he needs to. mostly because he can’t figure out the best way to take care of bucky if (when) he finds him without knowing what sort of hell bucky has made it out of. and its maybe partially a little bit a way to punish himself for, in his mind, failing bucky (if he had just grabbed his hand, if he had jumped after him, if he had tried to look for his body afterwards. if he had just fucking protected him in the first place like he was supposed to. bucky protected him for most of their lives and he couldn’t even keep bucky safe for a few stupid months. and then he left him out there and- )

all he has to do is find him

all bucky has to do is be found

once again experiencing the same moments but differently. what they’ve been through, the people they’ve been surrounded by, just.. who they are as people - all of that has lead them down two sides of the same road. experiencing things together, experiencing the same things but differently, and experiencing things without each other. for all of the shared life experiences they do have, for all the moments when they were together that they felt the same, there were plenty where they weren’t. where they didn’t. and them both having the serum doesn’t change that. 

#this was supposed to be a short post sdjfdsl #listen. im not good with words but i tried to explain my thoughts and feelings #unfortunately the keyword there is Tried lmfao #stucky #mymcuposts #maison speaks

[piplupod]

So many leftists and anarchists and revolutionists (people in general though honestly lol) have such little patience or compassion for people with disabilities and disorders that make it difficult to remember and comprehend things. This isn't an excuse for people with disabilities/disorders to not TRY, but at a certain point, you're trying as hard as you possibly can and it's still not enough for some people.

If your activism has you attacking people for not knowing or understanding things, then I think you're an absolute shit activist. Coming at people with aggression, especially when they're trying their best, is only going to cause defensiveness, shutdowns, and panicked responses.

Along the same lines, "go read a book" isn't the revolutionary one-liner statement you think it is. Some people have difficulty with the language used in books, some people cannot read entire books easily because of various disabilities. Some people are in traumatizing situations where they're just trying to stay afloat and get through each individual hour. And if you're telling them to read a book because they've fallen prey to propaganda, how are they supposed to figure out which educational materials are Actually Good and not just more propaganda?

You're just shooting yourselves in the foot. Have some fucking patience and compassion for people. If someone makes a mistake and you bite their head off for it, how do you expect to have people feel okay to join your movement? They're not going to feel safe asking for help understanding things, and you're just going to have a bunch of blind followers who don't know WHY they're saying what they're saying.

You're actively working against yourselves. It's an ass-backwards approach and honestly a little suspicious because it looks as if you're only doing it to feel as if you're better than other people.

We're all at different stages of unlearning bullshit and learning better. If you're being an asshole to someone for not knowing or for trying to educate themselves, then it seems as if you don't actually care about what you stand for and just want to make yourself feel high and mighty and better than all the """idiots below you""".

Help people learn, or else you're going to run your movement into the ground. It's elitist and quite possibly ableist to do anything that discourages others from learning.

#I am fucking fuming from something earlier today and I'm so sick of people treating us like dogshit for mistakes #I am trying to make this coherent lmfao but jesus fucking christ I'm so sick of this shit people are pulling #y'all talk about community and then turn around to bite someone's head off for simply Not Knowing about a dogwhistle??? #Some community you're creating! Absolutely full of horseshit lmfao. #kam posting #And I'm turning off reblogs because I don't want this turning into people dogpiling us #I'll make a more coherent and short post if people want to reblog this #But I need to make sure we're safe for any backlash to happen before I let any posts like this be rebloggable lmao #This is why! We are so open to questions!! Because very few people care to be patient and compassionate it seems like! #How are people supposed to learn if they're not given the opportunity to!!

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linen clothes my best friends. what else will be wrinkly fresh out of the dryer -_-

#no hatred i do love them. wearing shorts rn #i wear my linen jacket every day in summer almost to cover my arms idc #amazing if theres a breeze it goes right through dying if not cause its black lmfao #black is supposed to be better for blocking uv because it absorbs the light but idk if thats actually true lmfaoo #and linen is such a looser weave i feel. but who truely knows <- did one google search

[blkkizzat]

❛ MY SHORTY ALWAYS ON SOME BULLSHIT LIKE CHICAGO ❜

part of the 420 'We Be Burnin' dispensary series

⋙ MENU ITEM: PLUG!CHOSO x SORORITYBRAT!READER ⋙ PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 (restock soon!)

⋙ product description (summary): you can't stop fucking your drug dealer with the big dick but you can't let your reputation be ruined by actually dating him—he'll just have to deal with it—or is it that he will end up dealing with you? ⋙ side effects (tw): cunnilingus, car sex, backshots, riding, dick sucking, sex for drugs, slut reader, reader being a huge bitch lmfao. slightly black girl coded but no descriptors. this is just p1 tw, p2 will have its own lol. ⋙ thc levels (wc): 3.9k of ? ⋙ inventory notes (a/n): best viewed in dark mode. had to split it up into two parts because i wanted to post on time for 420. barely made it lol!

Plug!Choso who you walked all the way across campus to meet, nervously waiting in the almost always empty parking garage underground level. You don’t even really smoke weed but sorority elections are coming up soon and if you can be the “cool one” to get everyone lit on 420 (as your last plug recently got busted) you could secure a lot more votes. Sure, you were going to an extreme length to win but the last 4 generations of your family have been president of this chapter at your university. You didn't think your mother would even let you back in the house this summer if you didn’t win. So reluctantly, here you are. 

Plug!Choso who when he finally pulls up intimidates you with his looks when he rolls down his window as he’s all dark hair, piercings and tattoos. You want to just do the transaction through the window but he tells you to “get in”. You were a new customer and he had to vet you first to make sure you “weren’t 12.”

Plug!Choso who laughs in your face when you angrily slam the door taking offense and yelling at him if he ‘that regardless of your baby face he was fucking blind if he really thought you looked like a 12 year old.’ You turn up your nose at him but quickly are made to feel like an idiot when he clarifies he meant 12 as in the cops. You blush even harder when he says ‘he’d never mistake anyone with tits like yours for being that young.’

Plug!Choso who you only end up hooking up with because your sorority sisters short changed you. How the hell were you supposed to know an ounce was $250!? You ask if he could let you have a deal at $150 as that's what your old dealer Mahito sold it for before he got busted.

“S’cause his shit was weak, princess. Shouldn’ve even been payin’ that much to be real with you. This is that dank shit and if you want it you gotta pay. I ain’t running a charity.”

You ask if you can pay via venmo, cash app, anything but Choso only takes cash.

Panicking as you did not have $100 extra bucks in cash it’s you who suggests if you could you pay it off in a different way. 

Plug!Choso isn’t one to get sexual favors for weed as he had bills to pay and a baby brother to take care of, but your cute prissy ass reminds him so much of girls from his high school. The ones who’d only ever looked at him back then with disdain. Who came from stable families, were spoiled rotten and thought anyone who didn’t live their perfect cookie cutter life was trash. Choso wasn’t a virgin but he’d lived a damn near celibate life for the last few years, he could use a little stress release from a lil’ snobby thing like you.

Plug!Choso who you only agreed to give a handjob to and you unbuckled the belt on his tattered black jeans as he sits back and lights a joint. You roll your eyes and steel your nerves with a breath as you pull down his boxers. However the sight of his freed cock immediately has your inner slut going crazy. 

How is it that you can’t fit your pink manicured nails completely around his thick shaft?  

Why did his dick have to be so pretty fully erect, red tip throbbing as he pusles in your hand when you tease his frenulum with the pad of your finger? 

And just what's gotten into you now? It's shameful how you're rubbing your thighs together just from seeing him throw his head back while biting his lip to keep from whimpering. You have his sculpted hard abs trembling from you flicking over the bent barbell of his prince albert piercing. 

The silver reflected even in the dim garage lighting as his thick pre collected in drops on the ball of the piercing before dribbling down your hand. You unconsciously wet your lips. You know you only said a hand job but you wanted a taste—badly.

It isn’t long before you are giving into your cravings and talking him fully into your mouth needing a taste of him and forcibly gagging around his girth curious to see how much his cock could have you choking. 

Plug!Choso’s eyes flew open and he almost dropped his joint once he felt the hot n’ slick wetness of your velvety tongue slurping up the pre leaking off his piercing and taking him fully into your throat until he was hitting tonsils. 

Yet it’s because you are the massive slut that you are, it’s an even shorter amount of time before you pop him out of your mouth, lift your skirt and slide your panties to the side in order to bounce on him raw in the driver's seat. He makes you cum so hard your squirt splashes to drench his pants and even hits his dashboard and steering wheel. He reluctantly has to lift you off him at the last minute so he doesn’t come inside, further soiling you and his car. Choso doesn’t mind though as seeing you getting that messy for him made him hard all over again— and he pulls you into the backseat for round 2 which consists of you face-down ass-up getting the backshots of your fucking life.

Plug!Choso who you quickly start secretly hooking up with on the regular. Seeing as everyone loves how hard his shit hits they send you more frequently to pick it up. You pretend like it's a minor inconvenience but your stomach clinches in anticipation thinking of his fat cock inside of you. Of course, you aren’t disclosing to your sorority sisters how his dick hits even harder than his than his weed. You shiver just thinking of it carving through your guts ruthlessly every time you fuck. 

Plug!Choso who you are now secretly texting ‘cowboy’ and ‘eggplant’ emoji whenever you want your doonies beat down— regardless if you are getting weed from him or not that day. However when you are sent to get weed from him, he isn’t even charging you any longer. He tells you to keep it and get a new full set. You always manage to fuck up your acrylics bad when you are with him. Not your fault he fucks you so good you are desperate in the moment to cling to him, the handles, the dashboard— whatever you could get your hands on to grip to keep from loosing your mind as you always end up fucked absolutely dumb. 

Plug!Choso who you end up low-key dating but you are still a huge bitch to him in public. Acting like you don't know who he is when you see him. Tsk, you were just begging for him this morning to meet you in the ‘usual spot’ in the near abandoned campus garage lot so he could fuck you. You treated him like he was dirt beneath your shoe whenever you’d see him even though you’d be crying on his cock beneath him just a few hours prior. Choso thinks it’s disrespectful and annoying as fuck but he just deals with it. It's not like he's caught feelings or anything yet.

Plug!Choso who puts up with your shitty attitude and being your dirty little secret as you are the best— and only pussy— he’s had in a while. Not to mention you are always super sweet to his brother Yuji, who adores you. Choso didn’t intend to ever have you meet him but he ended up having Yuji with him one day. He had to pick him up out of the blue as an emergency near the same time he was supposed to pick you up from the nail salon. 

Although you had even got a fresh wax at the salon and were ready to show it off, finding Yuji, all of 7 years old, in the backseat was an immediate buzz kill. Initially expecting Choso to tell you that’s his kid, a pang of guilt ran through you when he explained his little brother who he takes care of got sick at school and needed to be picked up right away. You weren’t answering his calls or texts and he didn’t want to leave you hanging without a ride. 

You don’t tell Choso you’ve silenced notifications from him (in case one of your sisters were to see his name popup). Instead, you offer to cook Yuji soup when you learn it's only Choso solely taking care of Yuji. Especially after Choso confesses he was just going to pick up a can of chicken noodle and some crackers from the store. 

Heart fluttering at how gentle you are with Yuji in contrast to your usual demanding and bitchy nature, Choso curses at himself that he might be falling in love with you. Although he is well aware his feelings would never be reciprocated by you. Nevertheless, as a ‘thank you’ for dinner, after putting Yuji to bed Choso eats you out for 2-hours straight on the sofa. You end up having to stuff your soggy panties in your mouth to keep your cries in and not wake up Yuji. The way Choso is sloppily munching on your pussy has you cumming deliciously back to back to back on his thick pliable tongue. 

Plug!Choso who after you end up fucking more at his house, a mile or so away from campus, rather than his car these days. In fact, it isn’t even all about sex anymore as you spend the majority of your time over there helping Yuji with his homework, baking cookies, playing games and movie nights with the two of them. 

Once Yuji would go to bed Choso would bring you to the basement to smoke you out before he fucked you out. It’s during one of these smoke sessions though you learn that Choso actually got a full ride scholarship to go to the same university you do now 5 years ago but one quarter into his first year his parents had both died in a tragic accident. Yuji was only 2 then and the thought of losing the only family he had left to foster care was not an option for Choso. When the time came he stepped up to the plate and didn’t think twice about dropping out. 

However fast food jobs and grocery store shifts weren’t cutting it. He’d have to spend nearly all day and night away from Yuji just to keep a roof over his head to afford his late-parent’s mortgage. Dealing, although dangerous, was the best option and being the actual genius Choso was, he was smart about it. More guilt fills you always assumed anyone slanging drugs on the street was a burnout who couldn’t cut the real responsibilities of life. Yet Choso already had way more responsibility than anyone his age should have had.

You had sorely misjudged him.

Plug!Choso who realizes sooner than you do the closer the two of you become the harder it is for you to juggle Sorority life and Choso and Yuji— it’s almost as if you are living a double life. Truthfully you are, in a way as you are always sneaking off. Choso wonders what lies you tell your sorority sisters to be gone most weeknight evenings and weekend mornings. The lies of ‘labs' or ‘volunteer work’ wouldn’t likely cut it much longer. When you’re not around, Choso reasons he should probably cut things off with you before the inevitable fall out happens. But he always reconsiders when Yuji kept consistently inquiring as to where his ‘pretty lady girlfriend is’.  

Choso doesn’t have the heart to tell Yuji you aren’t his girlfriend yet. 

Plug!Choso who starts inviting you to Yuji’s little league games on weekends once Yuji expresses with abundant enthusiasm he wants you to see him play! The little guy, who is not so little for his age, is actually pretty athletic. Adorably every home run he hits he always makes sure to wave to you and Choso in the stands. Grinning widely Yuji blushes at your praise and cheering for him, which makes you just want to cheer harder. Your high school cheerleading experience finally coming in handy again. You go so often that sometimes other parents mistake the two of you for Yuji’s mom and dad. You always hastily respond “I’m just a family friend!”

A family friend. Not Choso's girlfriend. 

Plug!Choso whose jaw clenches whenever this happens— not that you ever notice. What the fuck were you doing if you weren’t dating? Yet Choso knew he couldn’t be completely mad at you as even after 3 months he still hadn’t technically asked you to be his girlfriend. Still that fact angers Choso too as he knows he hasn’t because he fears— no he knows— you wouldn’t say yes. Choso picks you up and drops you off blocks away from campus. You also managed to deflect every suggestion for going out on an actual date night on the town when Yuji is over his friend's Megumi or Nobara houses. Also you sure as shit don’t invite him to the many greek life parties you attend (not that he even wanted to go— I mean he would for you. If you'd ask him). Hell, you don’t even follow him back on IG and he knows better than to like or comment on anything other than your stories which goes straight to your DMs. 

Plug!Choso knows you have a reputation to protect and how it would look for the tall n’ scary pierced n' tatted emo drug dealer to be the one by your side. Choso eventually resigns himself to live in the shadows of your life for now. Choso would just have to work harder to pay off the house so he could stop dealing and be someone you’d want to show off (even if deep down he feels he will never be good enough).

However this all comes to a boil a few weeks later the morning of the championship game for Yuji’s little league. As their star player Yuji was so excited to be in his first championship and made you pinky promise you would come. 

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, kiddo!” You lovingly beamed at him. 

But you lied.

You did miss it. 

Finals and the sorority election week had come up fast out of nowhere and hit you like a whirlwind. As a result you saw little of Choso and Yuji in the days leading up to it. Yet at the end of the week you emerged victorious, both in keeping up your 3.8 GPA and winning the election for sorority president. You were so ecstatic on both accounts that you partied hard the night before Yuji’s big game.

Coincidentally forgetting about it entirely as the next morning was the Annual Greek Council Brunch event to officially inaugurate all new Greek council members across all sororities and frats. As newly elected president and since your sorority was hosting this year it was your job to throw it. It was a huge event that even parents and chapter alumni attended. 

Plug!Choso who smoked 3 cigarettes as he waited for you for nearly 40 minutes before he knew he had to leave soon or he’d miss the start of the game too. Deciding to drive by your sorority as a last ditch effort Choso sees red when he spies you on the lawn giggling and flirting with the campus caterers as you direct them to the back of the house. You looked gorgeous, all dolled up, hair done and make-up flawless. The dress you wear looks expensive, something he might even be able to afford to buy you if he wasn’t making triple mortgage payments each month to cut the interest and pay off his home faster. However, he can't deny the baby blue checkered fabric looks great on you. A fact Choso notices the caterer douchebags didn’t miss either as they fall a few steps behind you to check out your plump ass and rib at each other.

Plug!Choso who knows the reasonable thing to do would be to just drive away and avoid any conflict. Although before his mind registers it his body is already flicking his cigarette butt out of the open car door before slamming it shut as he storms across the lawn of your sorority house. Reaching the back of the house Choso was taken back by how grand everything looked. A sea of pristine white tables adorned with arrays of bouquets, fine china and crystal glasses that sparkled divinely in the morning sun. The event was still in setup mode so more flowers, decorations and adornments were being brought in by the second by workers brushing past Choso like he wasn't even there.

In any other scenario a grand display of refinery such as this would have Choso feeling self-conscious and out of place. He is aware as good as anyone else how sorely his dark looks contrast with the peppy and airy vibes of greek life.

However, all that flees out of his mind as soon as he sees you near the DJ booth—now having the nerve to shamelessly flirt with him too. 

“Yo, princess.”

Plug!Choso who seems casual from his tone but the look on his face is anything but. You on the other hand looked as if you had seen a ghost as all the color drains from your face. 

“Choso!”

You squeaked out a greeting as your head whips around to see who all was around.

Phew! Thankfully it was mostly staff and the greek members who were helping with setup were still inside.

But what the fuck was Choso even doing here?

You started to get pissed as he knew better than to roll up on you like this and today of all days!? 

“Come on, let’s go, we're gonna be late.”

He grabs your arm which you quickly snatch back from him giving him an incredulous look as if he just sprouted two more heads.

“What the fuck Choso, you can’t just barge in here like this! Have you lost your mind?! What are you even doing here?!” 

You try to keep your voice hushed as you pull him to the side of the DJ booth trying not to draw attention. 

“Nah princess, the question is what the fuck are you doing here?”

Irritation was dripping from Choso’s words who clearly didn’t give a single fuck about how loud he was being or the boundaries you’d set around your school life and it made your blood boil. He knew this was a busy week for you and you wouldn’t be around as much, he couldn’t wait a few more days!?

What right did he have to be here right now?

Let alone be this upset with you? 

You roll your eyes as you scoff. 

“Well as I am the newly elected president of this sorority it's my job to throw this brunch! I’ve had a really long stressful week and this is a really big event for me. My first event even! I have so much–”

“—Fuck! Are you really this clueless?!”

Choso angrily snaps at you and you are visibly startled into silence as his interruption immediately shuts you up.

He’s towering over you now and you’ve never realized before just how much bigger than you he was. His personality was usually so chill and unassuming that it shrunk his overall presence.

Come to think of it you’ve never even seen him angry before, annoyed sure, but he was clearly mad mad now.

“I– Me– My— Goddamn it, do you really think of no one but yourself?!”

The DJ, who had been overhearing your conversation tries to butt-in to white knight for you but is quickly told off by Choso who tells him ‘walk the fuck on while he still had legs that could walk’. The advice which was expeditiously taken as the DJ quickly left the conversation just as fast as he’d entered it.

“Choso– what the—”

Choso doesn’t let you finish, cutting you off again.

Fed up with this, you and whatever twisted situationship you currently had— he needed to say his piece. 

“—I’ve been waiting for you for almost an hour, princess. Does your self absorbed lil’ brain even remember why?”

Your own anger is quickly dissipating into confusion as you cannot fathom what in the hell Choso was even talking about. It takes you a few good moments but your eyes widen once you realize.

Oh shit…

“Umm…Y-Yuji’s big game, isn’t today– is it?”

You meekly asked but you already knew the answer. 

“Bingo, princess! You’d promised him you’d be there. Do you know how much he’s been looking forward to this? It’s all he’s been talking about. Do you know how crushed he’s going to be if you aren’t there?!”

Shit! Shit! Shit!

You knew balancing seeing Choso and Yuji with your increasingly demanding school life was starting to get more challenging but you didn’t realize you’d fuck up this badly.

You really didn’t want to disappoint Yuji, who at this point felt like your own little brother that you never had —but you’d be prepping for this sorority presidency nearly your entire life! 

Your parents were even coming to this! 

Shit, which reminds you Choso cannot be here when they show up. 

Plug!Choso who knows he’ll have to speed now when he leaves if he wants to make the first pitch of Yuji’s game and makes one last ditch effort to get you to attend, but of course it fails.

“Choso, I– I can’t. I want to... but you know how important this is to me. My family. They will be here soon too I—”

Choso tunes out the rest of your excuses as your mention of ‘my family’ had cut unintentionally deep.

You’d gotten so close to him and Yuji that you did feel like ‘their family’. But you weren’t and it was the foolish hope that you could one day become that Choso selfishly indulged in.

He could deal with the hurt, he was used to life shitting on him but it wasn’t fair to Yuji. 

“There he is! That’s him!”

The pussy ass DJ had gone and gotten back up as a group of frat guys in suits rushed over. The commotion was also drawing a few of your sorority sisters and you curse under your breath as a small crowd forms and all eyes draw to you.

“It’s okay guys, he’s clearly lost and is leaving now, right?”

Your voice is bitchy but your eyes are pleading with Choso.

You're pleading with Choso: Not to ruin the event.

Not to be angry with you.

And not to make this situation any worse than what it was. 

“Wait— this guy? He’s that burnout dealer, yeah?”

One of the frat guys chime-in and there's laughter and giggles around.

“Oh my god, it is! He's like so obsessed with her. I always see him creeping around.”

One of your sisters adds with a sneer.

“Not a stalker! Ew!” 

Another one adds.

“What does this weirdo even want with you!?”

More of your sisters chime in.

Choso doesn’t care though.

He only cares what you think. What you’re going to say.

Your phone dings and you look at it. Shit. Your parent’s just arrived on campus.

You didn’t want to do it this way but you had to end this now.

It was better this way. That’s what you would console yourself with later at least.

“Look—Choso was it? This is a private event and you need to leave.”

You turn to your sisters to explain further. “I tutor his little brother for my volunteer work and he somehow got the crazy idea that I was going to go to some little baseball game with them or whatever.”

You turn back to Choso.

“Well— as you can clearly see. I can’t go. I’m busy and like I said this is a private event so again, you need to leave, understood?”

You turn away not being able to stomach the look on his face like a coward and make up some excuse about checking on the ice sculpture which should have been already placed on one of the center banquet tables. 

You know he’s left from the jeers of ‘bye loser!’ ‘fuck outta here freak!’ echo out from the garden. 

This was for the best after all….

….right? PART 2

⋙ ©blkkizzat 2024. do not steal works or gfx, do not translate.

⋙ lol y/n is a huge bih who doesn't deserve our sweet baby. no worries though she is gonna learn her lesson good in part 2 where she finds out shit ain't so sweet lmfao. lmk if you wanna be tagged in comments/reblogs. eta— omg there were so many errors lmfao see this is what happens when i dont re-read my shit 50x before posting lol. i fixed it! sorry to anyone who read it before lol. ⋙ reblog to smoke on choso's joint but comments and likes are appreciated!

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