hey wow would you look at that i actually finished the fic i’ve been talking about writing for like a week. not my best work ever, probably, but i’m fairly happy with it.
i made that long-ass post about my autistic!logan headcanon a while back and i wanted to do something more with it, so, uh, this is it, i guess? warnings: sensory overload, internalized ableism (aka me projecting all my issues onto logan sorry buddy), anxiety (the feeling not the character).
also, i want to emphasize this, autism is a very diverse spectrum. not everyone with autism experiences it in the same way. this fic is based off of my personal experience. do not assume that all autistic people are like this.
open it in a different tab for better view probably.
this was meant to be a simple doodle and it… still kind of is i didnt really put a lot effort into this i also put a little too much into it??
but anyway here’s the drippy boy. fun fact: i keep calling the stuff that drips from him tar but it’s not really tar it’s more like sludge with the consistency of tar but it’s not tar. it’s 4 am i dont know what words are.
ALSO HE…. IS ACTUALLY SUPPOSED TO WEAR CLOTHES??? not like… real clothes but he is a modest boy and at least wears like… a loin cloth of some kind, idk, feel free to put whatever you want on him. in fact, feel free to draw him however you want, this isn’t an “official design” for him, just a basic image of him in my mind.
tfw the monster who’s forced you into servitude is scary and awful…. but also cute and fluffy????? also missing his ears OOPS LMAO
Summary- REQUEST BY Anonymous- Hi! I was wondering if I could get a Best friend X Mark were they always have matching hair colors and Amy & Tyler (Readers boyfriend) find it cute and Tyler or Amy posts a pic of the pair while tagging the other (Amy Or Tyler) with the caption “So which one is mine?” Please and thank you!!
Word Count- 778
Pairing- Best Friend!Reader x Mark, Tyler x Reader
Warnings- Fluff, a little angst, breakup
A/n- Thanks, anon, for the awesome request. I had so much fun writing this, and I hope you like it! I don’t usually write Tyler x Reader things, but I tried! And, I gave her ex a cheesy name because I’m too lazy to do anything else. I hope this story does you justice, anon!
Request: I don’t
know where to request the prompt since [noob alert!] basically i’m a noob 😂 but please
number 12! He cheats on you. Thank you so much. And i Love your works so much
Notes: the gif doesn’t fit at all but I just couldn’t find any good one.
“Do you think he will like it?”
You asked Wanda as you bite your lip.
You two had decided to spend Saturday
morning shopping since everyone else in the facility was hangover or too lazy
to do anything. So you just headed to the biggest mall in Atlanta and started
shopping using Tony’s credit card. Of course, he was unaware of this fact.
“Of course he will. He will
drool all over the place the second he sees you wearing that”, she winked.
Wanda had insisted on walking
into Victoria Secret’s store and there you were, checking out the sexiest
pieces of underwear you had ever seen. You couldn’t even imagine yourself wearing
one of those, not even for your boyfriend: Clint Barton. Would he really like
this thing? It wouldn’t really cover you, it couldn’t even be considered a
piece of clothing for fuck’s sake.
“I don’t know…” You mumbled
looking at the bra and its matching tongue. You weren’t even the tongue type,
you thought they were extremely uncomfortable.
“C’mon! Live a little, tease
him, play with him, he will love it”, she said.
“How do you even know it? Have
you been into his head?” You asked narrowing your eyes at her.
“Look, you know I don’t do
that without people’s permission. But…sometimes, some things sneak in”, she
told you with a wink. “So when I tell you that Clint will love that, you just
listen to me and take them.” You sighed and looked at the clothes again. “It’s
on Tony anyway”, she added making you laugh.
You ended up buying them, just
like Wanda bought some other sexy stuff. You wish you had her confident but you
were the shy one when it came to sex life. You didn’t have many boyfriends,
actually Clint was your second one, and you weren’t the type of girl who had
one night stands, so it could be said that your sex life had been short. Clint never
cared about it, he even said he liked the fact that not many got to touch your
body in the past.
“Ok, let’s go home. I’m
exhausted”, Wanda said when you came out of Primark.
“I agree” you nodded checking
your phone. No words from Clint since you left the complex.
You two went to the parking
lot where you had parked Tony’s Audi. Of course, he didn’t know that either. You
were the one driving since Wanda had been the one taking the car when you left
“Do you want to watch a movie
now?” She asked.
“I was thinking about showing
what we bought to Clint”, you said biting your lip as you blushed.
“That’s my girl! You have to
tell me everything afterwards. Well, not everything, please”, you laughed
shaking your head as you drove to the highway that would take you the complex.
Once you got there you found
Tony waiting for you at the parking lot. He started yelling at both of you for
taking his car without his permission. Luckily for you two, he hadn’t noticed
the detail of the missing credit card. Otherwise, you would be long dead by
“Where’s Clint?” You
interrupted Tony. It wasn’t the first time you took one of his cars without his
permission and it wouldn’t be the last so the lecture made no sense at all.
“Are you even listening to
what I’m saying?” Tony said crossing his arms. You raised an eyebrow trying not
to smile which made him huff. “Training with Natasha”, he replied.
Smiling widely you winked at
Wanda and hurried to the elevator. You just couldn’t wait any longer. You wanted
to know if he liked what you bought, if he thought you looked sexy and hot
wearing that underwear. You prayed Wanda was right and he liked them. When the
elevator’s doors opened at the gym you walked out and looked around for your
He was nowhere to be seen but
you heard some strange noises coming out of the showers Tony made built next to
the gym. You put the bags down and walked to the showers, the noises getting
louder and louder. They were groans and moans and gaps.
“Damn Nat”, you froze when you
recognised Clint’s voice.
This couldn’t be happening. He
wouldn’t do this to you. Probably it was just someone whose voice was too
similar to Clint’s. That was all, because Clint loved you, and he would never
cheat on you. Slowly and afraid, you walked into the showers and gasped as you
saw Nat pinned against the wall, with Clint pushing against her over and over
again. They weren’t even hiding. They were just…there.
“Clint?” Your voice came out
like a whisper, but it was loud enough for Nat to open her eyes and spot you.
“Clint!” She exclaimed.
The tone in her voice made the
man stopped and looked back, his eyes meeting yours and widening. Before he
could react you had already dropped your bags and turned around, running to the
stairs since you didn’t want to wait for the elevator to come back down.
You ran up four floors to your
room and locked the door before you took a bag from the closet. You could take
many things. You could take some lies, you could take some fights but not this.
This was too much. He had humiliated you. He had cheated on you with Natasha,
someone you thought it was your friend.
Without hesitation and with
tears running down your cheeks, you started throwing as much clothes as you
could inside of the bag. You knew not many clothes would fit in there but you
just would come back in a few days to pick everything up. There was no way you
were going to stay there with him after what you had just seen. Where would you
go? Maybe Fury could send you far away from there, on a long mission.
“Open the door!” Clint’s voice
echoed through the door.
His voice made you cry even
more but you didn’t stop nor unlocked the door. There was no coming back from
there. It hasn’t been just a kiss, which you may had been able to talk about,
it had been sex. You took your stuff from the bathroom, your laptop and your charger
and threw everything into the bag before zipping it.
When you unlocked the door you
took a deep breath before opening the door and finding him on the other side. His
hair was still wet but at least he was dressed. He looked at you up and down
before he saw the bag and realised what you had been doing.
“No…no, please, don’t leave”,
he said trying to come close to you but you didn’t listen.
Without giving him a second
look you walked to the stairs again and started hurried down to the parking
lot. You would need one of Tony’s cars but he would understand this time. You had
Clint was following you the
whole time, begging you stay, to listen to what he had to say. But with every
word that left his mouth your heart broke a bit more. When you got the parking,
Tony was there. He looked at you frowning but got up as soon as he saw your
face covered in tears and the bag in your hand. Seconds later, Clint walked in
“What’s going on?” He asked
walking to you.
“I’m leaving. I need a car”,
“What?” He asked confused.
“Don’t leave. Please.” Clint
said taking your arm but you just pulled away.
“Tony, please”, you begged
him, trying to ignore Clint.
“It was mistake, babe!” Clint
“Yes, Barton, it was a
mistake. A huge one. Now I’m leaving so you can go and fuck Natasha all over
again”, you snapped without even looking at him
Tony’s eyes widened when you
said that and he looked at Clint. He couldn’t believe it. Natasha and Clint had
always been good friends but he thought the love Clint felt for you was much
stronger than that.
“Tony…” you whispered.
“Take the Audi. I’ll call you
later”, he said.
You nodded and walked to the
closet where Tony had the keys of all his cars. You took the one you had left
there some minutes ago and walked to the black car. You unlocked it and threw
the bag to backseat before getting up. Tony was stopping Clint from coming
anywhere near the car while your now ex was trying to walk pass him. Taking a
deep breath you started the engine and drove out of the parking lot, trying to
figure out a way to keep on going with your life, a way to fix your now broken
heart and a way to forget about the man you had loved the most in your entire
Yuga Aoyama: Okay, yeah, lasers can be pretty scary, but his comes out of his navel, that’s like… zero targeting ability. Even in his hero costume, it comes out of his knees and shoulders? He’s a walking disaster. Sure, go ahead and fight him. Just don’t get a hole blasted through you.
Mina Ashido: Dude, do you have a death wish? This chick oozes acid strong enough to melt steel in seconds. And have you seen those thighs? Girl packs a punch. Don’t fight Ashido, unless you really want a black eye and maybe no skin on your face.
Tsuyu Asui: How could you, you monster? She’d definitely beat you though.
Tenya Iida: Sure he acts a bit formal and funny, but this guy has a kick worse than a racehorse, and he’s all about treating your opponent with respect by giving your all in a fight. Don’t fight Iida, you won’t make it out in one piece.
Ochaco Uraraka: Again, you’re a monster. But if you really wanna try it… don’t. Assuming you’re an average quirkless human, there’s no way you’re taking her out without a machine gun. You try to land a hit on this girl, she’ll tap your cheek and smile and you’ll be helpless.
Mashirao Ojiro: Okay, so his quirk isn’t real flashy. That doesn’t change the fact that he’s called the martial arts hero. The dude kicks ass in hand to hand combat. Fight Ojiro, but don’t expect to win, expect to be shown an awesome display of skill.
Denki Kaminari: I mean, if you can hold him off until his quirk fucks him up, sure, you could win, but are you sure you can handle 120,000,000 volts in one go?
Eiiro Kirishima: This is a bad idea both from a moral front and a strategic front. This boy is a ray of sunshine who just wants to do his best and see his friends succeed. He’s also almost indestructible and really fucking strong. Don’t fight Kirishima, you’ll break your face and his heart.
Koji Koda: Koda receives only love and protection. Never fight him. Only villains do that.
Rikido Sato: This one depends on how smart you are. He’s hella strong when his quirk is activated, but he crashes eventually, so if you can wear him out, maybe you can win. Wouldn’t bet on it though. Only fight Sato if you’re really confident in your ability to dodge punches.
Mezo Shoji: Oh man, you want to fight this eight-limbed masked man of mystery? I’ll be at your funeral, friend.
Kyoka Jiro: Be fast, and carry scissors. If you can snip her earphone jacks before she can make your ears bleed, you can probably beat her. If you’re slow though, no chance. She’ll turn your brain to soup with her heartbeat.
Hanta Sero: Okay, do you think you could fight Spiderman? No? Then don’t fight Sero. He’s basically Spiderman, but instead of spider silk coming out of his wrists, he’s got… tape… coming out of his… elbows…
Fumikage Tokoyami: God no. Unless you always have a high-power flashlight, your ass is crow food.
Shoto Todoroki: You want to die. You really, truly do.
Toru Hagakure: I mean, she’s not very strong, you could fight her if you had her, but you’ve got to catch her first? Sure, fight her, there’s a fair chance you’d win.
Katsuki Bakugo: DUDE HIS BATTLE CRY IS LITERALLY THE WORD “DIE” WHAT ARE YOU T H I N K I N G
Izuku Midoriya: So, fluffy bunny personality aside, this guy has the same power level as ALL MIGHT. That’s like fighting every DC and Marvel hero at once. Don’t fight Midoriya. He’ll apologize for breaking your spine, but you’ll still end up paralyzed.
Minoru Mineta: I will literally pay you twenty bucks to punch this guy. And I’m sure every person who’s ever met him will also contribute $20. Please, for the love of god, fight Mineta.
Momo Yaoyorozu: … I want you to take a step back and consider the fact that this girl can make machine guns. Grenades. Bullet-proof armor. Every kind of sword imaginable. Any kind of weapon. And odds are, if she can make it, she knows how to use it. Don’t fight Yaoyorozu. You will die, and you will die fast.
30 QUESTIONS… WHAT A RUSH… THANK YOU VERY MUCH @angel-star-moon FOR TAGGING ME, IT’S AN HONOR!!! :-D :-D :-D :-D
1. NICKNAME: SGT. (NICK) FURY
2. GENDER: MALE
3. STAR SIGN: VIRGO
4. HEIGHT: 5′10′’
5. TIME: 8:12 PM
7. FAVORITE BANDS: THE VELVET UNDERGROUND KISS (THE ORIGINAL LINE-UP), LED ZEPPELIN, BLACK SABBATH, BLUE ÖYSTER CULT, DANZIG, THE MISFITS (WITH DANZIG), T.REX, MOUNTAIN, THE DAMNED, FU MANCHU, KYUSS, ELECTRIC WIZARD, SLEEP, JUDAS PRIEST, THE NEW YORK DOLLS AND A LOT OF OTHERS, WAY TOO MANY TO MENTION HERE.
8. FAVORITE SOLO ARTISTS: LOU REED, DAVID BOWIE, GLENN DANZIG, BRANT BJORK, JOHN CALE, MARC BOLAN, ACE FREHLEY, BOB DYLAN, BO DIDDLEY, MUDDY WATERS, ELMORE JAMES, JOHN COLTRANE, MILES DAVIS PHARAOAH SANDERS, ALBERT AYLER AND MANY MORE.
9.SONG THAT STUCK IN MY HEAD: SISTER RAY BY THE VELVET UNDERGROUND
10. LAST MOVIE I WATCHED: WEIRD WOMAN (FROM THE INNER SANCTUM MYSTERY SERIES.)
11. LAST SHOW I WATCHED: I DON’T WATCH TV.
12. WHEN I DID CREATE MY BLOG: MARCH 14, 2015
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18.FOLLOWING: I FOLLOW NOT EVERYONE BACK AND UNFOLLOW ONLY BY MISTAKE OR TUMBLR IS DOING THE UNFOLLOW THING AGAIN. PLEASE LET ME KNOW, I’LL BE BACK.
19. FOLLOWERS: A LEGION, BUT NEVER ENOUGH, THERE ARE MORE GREAT BLOGS AROUND.
20. FAVORITE COLORS: BLACK, RED, BLUE, ORANGE (TRUMP COULD NOT CHANGE THAT.) BLACK AND THE RED AND THE BLACK.
21. AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: NEVER ENOUGH
22. LUCKY NUMBER: I DON’T KNOW
23. INSTRUMENT: TWO GUITARS (ELECTRIC: IBANEZ ICEMAN, ARCUSTIC: AN ODD KISS WASHBURN. BUT NO TIME, MOTIVATION, ROOM AND TALENT TO PRACTICE.)
24. WHAT I’M WEARING: HERE HE COMES HE’S ALL DRESSED IN BLACK.. BUT NO PR SHOES, NEITHER A BIG STRAW HAT.
25. HOW MANY BLANKETS? ONE
26. DREAM JOB? ARE THERE SOME ON OTHER PLANETS?
27. DREAM TRIP: THE UNKNOWN KADDATH
28. FAVORITE FOOD: ALL THINGS VEGAN SANS GARLIC
29. NATIONALITY: INTERPLANETARY MAN OF MYSTERY
30. FAVORITE SONG NOW: DEAD INSIDE BY DANZIG MY ALL TIME FAVES ARE SISTER RAY (VU, LOU REED) AND BLACK DIAMOND (KISS)
Hux is a chronic cheater. By the time he sees Kylo at night, he’s already been fucked by someone else that day. He’s just a little too loose, too slick, too flushed, too condescending. Kylo knows, in the back of his mind, but is obsessed with Hux and can’t bring himself to say anything about it. Their relationship is the only thing Kylo has, but it’s slowly killing him.
An @kyluxhardkinks fill with angst and emotional hurt. I loved the prompt, and wanted to write something with a pining Ben and an unrepentant Hux.
Modern AU: Ben/Kylo’s past boyfriends have loved his body but not so much his face. He’s come to expect it by now. Then he meets Hux, and Hux adores his face along with everything else and makes sure to tell him so.
An @kyluxsoftkinks fill with Boxer!Kylo and Physician!Hux. Emotional hurt, comfort, and eventual fluff. Soft(er) Kylux.
Sinopa, Idaho was a small town filled with even smaller dreams. Armitage Hux had long consigned himself to living his life stuck between the shadows of the Sawtooth Mountains and the drought-ridden plains, content with the safety and solitude of his own company, and with the money he earns working as a bartender at First Order. It was a life he had always thought adequate–that is, until the day a mysterious stranger wandered into Sinopa and showed him how very little he truly had to lose.
The first Kylux piece I ever wrote. I played around with my writing style to adapt to the setting and Hux’s struggle with internalized homophobia. Accompanying artwork by @sakurita94 and @pangolinpirate
A cruel betrayal has since turned Lord Ren into one of London’s most notorious rakes. Contenting himself to a life of debauchery, the Earl of Alderaan has long been viewed by marriageable society as a lost cause. Yet a chance encounter with an orphaned pickpocket proves that love may be found in the most unexpected of places, and that it is never too late to repair a broken heart.
I know I’ve been writing primarily Kylux these days. But this fic consumed eight months of my life. Besides the amount of research that went into writing it, it was an incredible learning experience in how to write a plotty fic with multiple storylines, action scenes and twists, and will always have a place in my heart. Accompanying artwork by @billysmind and @panda-capuccino
Meet the drawing that killed the brush pen. I inked him right after I sketched him because I knew I’d need the reference for inking as well as the sketch and was too lazy to save it and/or google image search “too many eyeballs” again. because I cheat at inktober
But he came out so well I ain’t even mad. Lookit’ his cute little smoosh face. How can you be mad at that?
I’m tagging this spider because I know it’s a common fear for some folks, but if there’s anything else I should add on, please let me know.