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A New New Blog!!
I’ve made a similar post before as some of you may have seen lol
This blog will go back to being a backup as I’ve made a replacement blog for Spiderlily-w1tch-blog(may she rest in peace 😔) that actually matches most of my other social media lol but especially my Ao3
The new blog is @koolaidmansbitch and I’m still in the process of setting it up over there and haven’t uploaded any of my stories just yet, know that I will once things in my irl life have calmed down a bit (i’m preparing to move and do actual real adult things like paying for it myself and figuring out how to live on my own like that and figuring out schooling since I’ll be moving 2 hours away from my current place) and I’ve gotten a little further in my WISPSIMPS series.
If you were a follower of Spiderlily-w1tch-blog, then go ahead and follow the new blog if you want to keep up with my stories! Or, go ahead and check out my Ao3 under the same name, Koolaidmansbitch
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I don’t usually make serious posts but this is one of them.
A friend of mine is on the verge of losing their home and if that happens, their family will get separated and they’ll be split from their siblings and possibly their mom. If they lose their house, they’ll either be forced to move in with their abusive father with their little brother or they’ll be moved to a whole other state.
Please, if you can spare even a small amount, it would help so much. And please get this around, reblog, share, get it on the timeline, anything.
Help their family stay together and help them keep their home.
alternatively:
*pulls out Ouija Board*
*during a truth or dare game*
Hinata: I dare Y/N to prank call their dad
Y/N, taking out their phone: really? Ok
Y/N: hey siri, call dad
Siri: calling 'daddy'
Y/N, panicking: OH NO STO-
*Asahi's phone rings*
Asahi, blushing: ₒₕ
Does anyone every use Second Person Pronouns but Third Person Omnipotency for their writing? Cuz I’m realizing I do that a lot lol
If you don’t know what I mean, I’m basically talking about something like this:
“You were settled on the couch while the two walked up the stairs to reach the apartment. They had the bags from the market hanging from both of their hands. When they reached the door and pushed it open, they found you snoring lightly with the TV still playing, a rerun of a show neither of them recognized.
“I’ll get her to bed if you put the groceries away, yea?” He received a quiet nod and took the bags to the kitchen as she walked forward to turn off the TV and scoop you into her arms gently as to not wake you.„
Does anyone else do this? I realized that this has just,,, become,,, my writing style ;-;
I’m not wearing my glasses and I thought that the bottom right was Zuku preparing to “*inhale* BOI” someone 😭😭😭
Some nomu!Izuku midoriya expressions. Trying to get emotion across via just eyes is harddddd.
Petition to make Mr Banana from Miraculous Ladybug into a cryptid.
He’s just around every day and no one knows his true face, if he even has one. No one knows who, or what, is under that bright yellow, always smiling, never changing, face.
He knows the unseen horrors of the world, yet he does not speak them. He likely knows the secret identities of Paris’ beloved heroes, yet he stays quiet.
He knows.
No one knows what he knows.
But he knows.
And he will never speak the horrors he has witnessed or the deep, unfathomable secrets he has been unwittingly privy to.
He watches.
And he knows.
And after years of his tormenting silence, keeping the depths of knowledge that no human could possibly comprehend, the only thing he has and will ever speak, in his near perfect copy of a human voice,
“Stay Peachy!”
What does he mean?
What hidden knowledge has he encrypted into his words, his very voice?
What horrors and unfathomable knowledge lies behind those glassy eyes, never blinking, never moving, yet all-seeing?
What unseen, incomprehensible, eldritch horror is hidden behind that wide, too wide, too friendly, just too welcoming, never changing grin?
What secrets does he keep? And for how long? How long has Mr Banana been here? No one knows. If you ask, they’ll say he’s always been here, bringing joy to anyone who sees him. How old is Mr Banana? Where did he come from? Where will he return to?
Will he return to the ash and dust of the Earth once We are all Gone?
Will he ever return anywhere?
Does he have anything to return to? Or has he simply existed since the dawn of everything? Will he be here to see it all crumble? Will he bring the end? Will he be here after we have all met our inevitable demise?
Or is he protecting us? From the horrors he has been witness to?
Is he, alone, preventing our annihilation?
Will he protect us from The End?
Would we simply crumble without his Guardianship?
Should we have faced our demise already?
Is he the one who prevented this?
Is he Still preventing this?
Is he the only thing standing in the way of meeting our eternal fate?
That, dear Readers, is a question we should not ponder too long, should the conclusion be unfavorable. Or Worse. Incomprehensible.
We should simply appreciate this protection we have from facing the inevitable eternity which awaits us.
And with that, dear Readers, I bid you adieu, and a, hopefully, restful night.
Goodnight, dear Readers, Goodnight.
it’s hard to give jewelry as gifts sometimes
A WARNING TO MY FOLLOWERS AND PEOPLE WAITING FOR THE FIC SEARCH
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Details and information will follow shortly!
Please be patient! If you have attempted to DM me or send in an Ask, I apologize but those features are not available for me at the moment.
I hope my Account will be fixed soon,
until then,
Happy Browsing, my loves!
If if have any information that may help, please DM my side blog; @fanfic-galore-ig
A WARNING TO MY FOLLOWERS AND PEOPLE WAITING FOR THE FIC SEARCH
My functions are not working (ie, cannot DM; the option is literally missing; I cannot comment/reply) and I am afraid my blog may get taken down. I am unsure why, or what I may have done wrong, I have sent in a problem report and asked what I can do but have received no response. If this should happen I will make a Backup Account!
Details and information will follow shortly!
Please be patient! If you have attempted to DM me or send in an Ask, I apologize but those features are not available for me at the moment.
I hope my Account will be fixed soon,
until then,
Happy Browsing, my loves!
If if have any information that may help, please DM my side blog; @fanfic-galore-ig
Thought of the Day:
Bakugou x Kaminari x Midoriya
double the Kacchan
he can’t escape
his only refuge is in Kirishima’s dorm
uses the excuse that he “has to tutor this rock for brains idiot”
Denki figured it out
Nowhere is safe
He can never escape the Kacchan
BOTTOM STAIR IS COMPLETE
REINFORCE 2nd 3rd AND 4th
DO NOT TOUCH THE TOP STAIR FOR NOW
🐐
The Inuzuka Clan should just constantly be feral.
Not incoherent but just constantly in a state of just Absolute Feral Menaces to Society. Then their spouses and/or partners should be the calm ones that keep them under control and the only ones that can calm The Feral™️. Obviously, if someone insults the spouses/partners there is no holding them back, but also should someone insult the Feral Spouse or their Feral Children, the Calm Spouse will not take a shred of bullshit and will immediately make the person regret their entire existence without any violence necessary.
Think, Masaru Bakugou and his Feral Wife and Child, but even more so because Wolf Bois.
It is a crime and a travesty that we did not get this so I’m putting it out there to hope someone agrees and/or writes something about/with it.
y’all
why is it so damn hard to find literally any omegaverse Naruto(franchise and character) x reader where the character isn’t the omega?
like,, i just wanna be dicked down by Alpha Naruto Boys but I could find exactly 1 and it was hcs
if y’all know of any, please, i beg you, send them my way
Stay Away From My Son
A/N: Being the longtime lover of Criminal Minds I am,, I’m making a full fic from a TikTok scene I made lol I had this whole big scenario in mind for it so I decided I’d expand on it here. Have some Team Dad!Hotch and Team Son/Little Brother!Spencer
disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or it’s characters, they belong to Jeff Davis
Characters: Aaron “Hotch” Hotchner, Spencer Reid, Jennifer “JJ” Jereau, Derek Morgan, Emily Prentiss, David Rossi, Penelope Garcia, Original Male Character(s)
WARNINGS: groping, grinding, spicy content(not smut)(lime? maybe?), weapons, swearing, probably bad writing, attempted present tense(not what I’m used to but I’ll try ;-;)
As much as Hotch didn’t like- no, detested sending one of his own into danger without proper protection, it couldn’t be helped. He couldn’t even send Reid in there with a gun, he’ll have to rely on the younger’s acting skills to keep him safe. They’d figured out the Unsub’s identity and got all the evidence they need to convict him and his current location, which also happens to be his hunting ground. He works at a gay nightclub as a bartender, a job that wouldn’t make it suspicious if he flirted with the patrons.
His type is Twinks, especially first timers that fell for his charms and would willingly follow him out back where he would have sex with them before drugging them and taking them to his place, an apartment above the club. Now, to lure him out to avoid putting civilians in danger and as to not scare them, they sent Reid in undercover.
Spencer, in a brightly colored, loose fitting crop top with very short jean shorts the rest of his legs in fishnet and chunky heeled combat boots, light makeup on his eyes and glittery cheeks makes his way into the club. Garcia has their computers queued up with the security feed inside the club, All their eyes trained on Reid and Lukas Mertins, their Unsub. Spencer makes his way through the crowd, blending in and letting the larger men grab on his hips and rub up on him, the other smaller-statured men dancing up against him as a show for the others. Finally, he makes it to the bar and sits down, panting and excitedly and nervously looking back at the crowds, fitting into his role perfectly.
Lukas takes the bait instantly and looks Spencer up and down like a Lion about to pounce on an injured Gazelle. He slides his way to Spencer, startling him with an introduction.
“Hey, there. I haven’t seen you around. Newcomer?” He asks, deepening his voice as to be alluring.
“Oh, yea! I just moved here from Wyoming!” He yells over the booming music, “I’m Callum!” He sends a charming grin to the man.
“What’s your poison? Gin? Tequila? No, you strike me as a Sex on The Beach kind of guy!” Lukas sends a wink at Spencer, confidence radiating off of him.
“How’d you know?” Spencer grins back at him with that amused surprise Lukas was expecting.
“Little bartenders’ secret, cutie, maybe I’ll teach you some time,” he speaks as he begins making the drink, when he notices Spencer taking out his wallet, “oh, no! You put that away! First timer’s get their first drink on the house!”
“Really? Are you sure?” The easy conversation continues on before another twink runs up and all but drags Spencer back to the dance floor as if they knew each other forever. Lukas keeps his eyes on “Callum” the whole time, clearly taking the shine to him that everyone had hoped(and dreaded).
Spencer makes his way back to the bar, giggling and panting as he returns to his flirtatious conversations with the Unsub.
“Hey, Callum, do you wanna get outta here? My shift just ended.” Lukas leans in close to say the words directly into Spencer’s ear.
“I thought you’d never ask,” Spencer sends a lustful smile at him, his lip between his teeth. Smirking, Lukas jerks his head to gesture Spencer to follow him to the back which lead to the alleyway.
Before they even cross the door’s threshold, Lukas has his lips against Spencer’s, his tongue damn near down his throat. As he gets them out the door, the loud slam resonating through the speaker, his hands are firmly gripping Spencer’s ass, kneading and landing the occasional slap.
Spencer’s hands are lost in Lukas’ hair as the larger man backs him up against the brick wall. Patting his ass, Lukas gets Spencer to jump and wrap his legs around his waist. Holding Spencer up with his own body and the legs around his waist, he begins grinding against him, moving to attach his lips to the brunette’s neck.
“Fuck, baby, you taste so fuckin’ good,” his hand slides up Spencer’s body and plays with his nipple, coaxing moans from the twink in his arms.
“Lukas Mertins! FBI! Get on the ground with your hands behind your head!” Hotch yells at the man, all too eagerly as the team notices. The blonde immediately drops Spencer though he doesn’t let him get away. Mertins wraps his arm around his neck, holding him flush against his body, pulling a pocket knife from his slacks and presses it tightly against Spencer’s throat in retaliation to the guns aimed at him with 5 accompanying death glares.
“I don’t fuckin’ think so. You back the fuck off or I’m taking this slut out.” He hisses out and glares directly at Hotch.
“Hang on there, Reid.” Morgan calls out to said agent when he sees the flash of panic that appears for no more than a few seconds.
“Let him go, Mertins. You’re not getting out of this.” Hotch all but growls out, sending quick glances at Spencer to ensure he’s alright.
“I beg to differ-” Before he could finish, Hotch fires a shot into his shoulder, making him drop the knife and release Reid to cradle his injury as he stumbled to the ground, grunting and growling in rage.
“Then beg.” Hotch snarls, grabbing the jacket they had grabbed for Reid and hurrying to put it around his shoulders, Prentiss coming forward to pull him into her side both for warmth and a sense of protection, while Morgan happily forces Mertins’ arms behind his back. If he accidentally tugs just a bit too hard on the arm Hotch shot, then no one mentions it. Nor do they mention if he just so happens to grab onto the same shoulder to bring him to his feet.
“Least you can do is have the twink suck me off.” He sneers, nodding at Reid.
“That what you think he is? Some twink?” Hotch squints challengingly at the man, daring him to go on.
“He gave me blue balls.” With that, his glare is directed at Reid who only barely shows any of his discomfort, though enough to have Hotch pissed at the man before him.
“Did he?” He feigns surprise and sympathy as he slowly takes the 3 steps forward. Suddenly, in a flash of barely a second, his knee rises to meet Mertins’ crotch, a deep grimace returning as the Unsub groans and collapses to his knees as he curls in on himself. “Now they’re black and blue balls.”
The whole team says nothing as they watch the scene and make not a move to intervene, though some are wearing smirks at Hotch’s display of protectiveness.
“And you say you’re not the dad.” Prentiss, still with a slightly shivering Reid in her arms, teases. Hotch glances back at her, a glare with no heat behind it playing on his features, though he says nothing.
No one says a word but they all notice his lack of denial.
Emily leaves Spencer with a quick squeeze as she goes to take Mertins from Morgan when they begin to head back to the vehicles.
“Hey, you okay, kid?” Derek asks, pulling Spencer into his side for side hug for comfort and to provide some warmth.
“Yea, or well, I will be. Once I can brush my teeth.” Spencer’s answer prompts a chuckle from most of the team and a soft grin from Hotch, who’s just relieved Spencer is alright.
“That was impressive, you know. I don’t know many people who could keep their cool in a situation like that.” Dave smiles at him and gently touches his shoulder as he passes to one of the SUVs.
“He’s right, Spence, that was really brave.” JJ offers gently, a smile on her face she usually reserves for her sons.
“Bravest twink I ever met,” Emily teases, a playful and kind smile on her lips that Spencer can’t resist returning.
Once everyone gathers into their respective SUVs, they begin the drive back to the station to firstly get Spencer back into his own clothes and to pack up to head home. Hotch takes to sitting in the back with Spencer as Emily drives, holding Spencer as he’s still shivering; as well as for his own peace of mind to ensure he’s safe, not that he’ll admit that out loud.
“That was impressive, you did very well,” Hotch sends a small, proud smile to him, though it soon turns to slight worry, “are you okay, though? That was a lot.” Spencer smiles at the concern, really seeing his “Dad Mode” as the team calls it.
“I’m okay. I’ll be much more comfortable in clothes with more coverage and some mouthwash, but I’m alright, right now.” Nearly the moment he finishes his sentence Emily’s phone blares to life, flashing with Penelope’s contact.
“Hey, what’s up, Garcia?” Emily announces into the phone, signaling she’s on speaker.
“Oh my sweet Boy Wonder! How are you?! Are you okay?! That was amazing! I didn’t know you could move like that! I’m definitely taking you the next time I go dancing! Please tell me someone punched that guy in the dick! Did he hurt you?! Be ready for a hug the moment you get back!!” She rushes, hardly taking a breath between sentences, making Emily and Spencer laugh and Hotch lightly chuckle with a fond smile.
“I’m alright, I promise. We’ll see about that dancing. Don’t worry, his genitals did not leave unscathed. And I’m looking forward to it, Penelope.” Spencer stays grinning throughout his update.
“Good! And, see, this is why I’m not in the field! No one messes with my Beautiful Boy Wonder! He wouldn’t be walking away at all if I was there!” She lets out her mini rant, adding in more bits of her protectiveness of him, in particular of the team, before she eventually hangs up.
They get back to the station, wrap everything up, get Spencer back into his own clothes, and bid adieu to the local enforcement and climb on the jet.
Spencer’s still low body temperature is making him tired, which he tries to explain the science behind as he’s floating in and out of consciousness. Hotch, who’s sitting beside him, smiles fondly at his habits and lightly directs his head to lean on his shoulder, where the Doctor promptly falls asleep.
The team, expectedly, grins at the sight and Derek and Emily immediately jump at the chance to take pictures, most of which sport a Hotch glancing at the camera with an amused smirk.
“Still not ‘the Dad’?” JJ smirks at Hotch over her book, gesturing with a quick glance at the man on his shoulder.
A defeated smile on his lips, Hotch huffs a silent chuckle, “No comment.”
Thinking about Bakugou x Reader X Kirishima (either established or forming relationship)
With Reader who is a damn beast on the battle field I’m talking like could and would 1v1 God and damn well hold their own,, but they hate being mean
Like anything that might sound even slightly mean will never cross their lips, or if it does they immediately start apologizing like they just offended your whole bloodline even if they just accidentally said barely even classing as rude
If someone tries to goad them into saying something mean, or if when Baku tries to get them to say even the tiniest threat, they’ll be like on the verge of tears, whining out a “no! That would be mean! 🥺🥺🥺”
They just straight up do not have a single mean bone in their body
But they could absolutely body anyone on the battlefield
Absolute beast mode
Just straight savagery
But will not even be able to mention an incorrect order
But not to worry, they have 2 boyfriends who will absolutely protect them and stand up for them and one of which will not hesitate to cuss someone out for forgetting their pickles
For anyone who’s like to know when the fic I posted about is found, I’m creating a tag list! I’ve already got some names added to it but if you’d like to be added, just go ahead and comment here and I’ll be happy to let you know! 😁😁
The post in question:
https://at.tumblr.com/sqwishywrites34/help-to-find-a-fic-i-cant-remember-was-platform/njai4055k565
If it helps any, I believe the description began with “it hurts to see the person you love fall in love with someone else”
and the fic kind of begins with the reader sort of distancing herself from Baku bc she doesn’t want to get in the way of /their/ relationship.
And I just remembered that the reason reader got pissed off in the first place is bc before Baku really even brought up the whole situation, he n Kiri went on a morning run and (not described) nefarious events take place.
They kinda ended up talking about it n reader was wholly pissed and I remembered this line, if it helps;
(Said by Kiri) “If it makes you feel any better it was me putting it in him”
(Said by reader) “that.. actually kind of does.”
Help to find a fic
I can’t remember was platform it was on which is the main problem;
It’s established Bakugou x reader with developing relationship Kiri x Baku and Reader
It’s ABO and Alpha Baku pursues Alpha Kiri without checking with reader and so she gets pissed and kinda almost breaks up w them
Baku wants them 3 in a relationship but he’s an idiot who doesn’t know how to actually apologize so he tries to make reader jealous by getting Uraraka to sit on his lap and wear him jacket to ‘make her realize he has options and that if she doesn’t come back she can be replaced’
Kiri gets pissed because wtaf is wrong with him and tries to talk to reader but she thinks he was in on it
Eventually she punches Uraraka and breaks her nose and when Baku tries to pull her away she punches him too
He tries to give her a scented gift as an indirect apology but it’s the same jacket he had put on Uraraka and he didn’t even wash it just tried to ‘cover up her scent’ but it just makes matters worse
He’s walking in the halls and stumbles across Present Mic and PM pretty much says that Baku is an idiot and that what he did only fucked up his relationship and that this stuff he got from his parents (via observation) wasn’t how to actually do a relationship and that is was just their kind of foreplay
Baku asks Mic for help
And that’s as far as I got and I desperately wanna finish reading it ;-;
For anyone who is waiting on the link to the fic I’m trying to locate, unfortunately there has been minimal progress as of yet, at least on my end. If you’d like to help, it would be much appreciated! And not just by me, as it appears! I will keep you updated if there’s any progress :) thank you for being patient! Hopefully it will be found soon!
You better publish the link when you find it I’m invested too
Oh absolutely!! It’s really good!! I hope to find it soon and don’t worry, y’all will be the first to know ;)
I crave fics about the citizens of Amity all thinking Danny is dating Phantom but idk what to search up to find them ;-;
If y’all got links to those please gimme 😩😩😩
Prompt for dc x dp crossover
Danny’s in Gotham for whatever reason be it school, work, or just for the weekend. His core by this point is fully developed and just projects calm & safety constantly cause he is constantly in a hero position back in Amity and both help him deal with people and ghosts. (Working doubly so for ghosts/ectoplasmic creatures cause they tend to need to feel it strongly for it to work on them). Anyways he comes across one of the batkids affected by the pits (Jason, Damian, Cass) who is currently very growly and violent and just yoinks them up by the back of their shirt/jacket/whatever like a disgruntled kitten.
The situation goes from a step away from violence to immediate confused and relaxed calm. Vigilante children go completely slack because WOW do they feel safe and calm right now.
Danny is too tired to notice anything other then the fact that: ghostly -> anger -> fight -> something he has to deal with
So once the area feels calm he just places whoever he grabbed gently on the ground pats their head and continues on his way. No context and by the time the bats get their heads in working order he’s already gone.
It is now a hunt to find this dude while Danny barely misses running into them by complete coincidence. He has no idea what he started and doesn’t even really remember the event cause he’s done that exact thing to calm situations down so many times in Amity that it doesn’t even register as something important to remember.
The batkids are actively pulling all the stops and just failing to find this guy. Bruce is not even involved it’s just the kids.
Is it possible to have more than one ‘type’? Like yk type of ppl your attracted to? Cuz I have like 3 types ;-;
Older men (particularly DILFs) (shut up, I know I have daddy issues ;-;)
Himbos (they’re so sweet and beefy and dumb 😖💗😖💗🥵🥵)
And fuckin psychos (like,, if they’re attractive hell yea, they a snacc but if they go like psycho feral I’m boutta jump that shit 🥵🥵🥵)
(Honorary mention,, stinky wall men,, y’all know what I mean like Brahms from The Boy,, Bruno from Encanto,, my stinky wall men can get it 😖❤️😖❤️)