#0 nonny

[etz-ashashiyot]

Oh charming, I got my first Nazi anons on this blog 🙄

In honor of our distinguished guest here, please share a thing of Jewish joy or vitality.

I'll start: I had been avoiding the tedious task of fitting up my shel rosh for months (mostly for adhd reasons 🤦‍♀️) and finally had the executive function to do it yesterday and now it sits perfectly in front of my tichel. The glow of the feeling of being perfectly wrapped up and in communication with the Divine was sorely needed and so fulfilling. I also realized I know more of the weekday davening nusach than I thought and my Hebrew has gotten way better.

עם ישראל חי!

[seijorhi]

Hello, I am sorry to bother you but I went back and reread Rabid and Aftershock and I feel like an addict in need for more, so may I humbly ask for some crumbs, some info on these fics you might have ? I'll take anything at this point I love how you write him, bless your brain really

hhhhh kyoutani my beloved <33

i have 3 more general-ish yakuza/gang-member kyoutani crumbs for you:

kyoutani's not great with words, so when he fucks up (and he will), his go to solution is to shove pretty, expensive things your way. jewellery, mostly, cause he's got no fucking clue about clothes or fashion or sizing or any of it. but jewellery he can do. just sort of shoves the box in your hands with a mumble about a gift, cheeks all red, refusing to meet your eye. he won't ever ask you to wear, but you'll catch him checking over the following days, peeking out of the corner of his eye. sometimes he hates that he's not better at this shit – loving you (... keeping you, maybe) – but he tries.

considering his position as an enforcer, some asshole getting the occasional lucky hit in comes with the territory. it means he comes home with bruised and split knuckles, the occasional cut – once, a grazing bullet wound, but he's long since learned to patch himself up. he can take care of himself, but there's a look he gets when you reluctantly take over, him perched up on the bathroom counter, you standing between his legs, that unnerves the hell out of you. he doesn't say much, barely moves, fixated on watching you take care of him.

kyoutani thrives on violence. that goes without saying. oikawa, iwa – all the bosses – they point, take off the leash, and let him do what he does best, and he's not a sadist, but he enjoys it. there's no deep, yearning desire to be a better man, a less violent one. he sometimes wishes you were in the dark about it – that you wouldn't flinch when he gets pissed of, watch him out the corner of your eye like you're just waiting for him to explode, but it is what it is. mostly, he finds himself wishing that you'd embrace his violence. ask for it. fuck, you wouldn't even have to put it into words. oikawa might be the one holding his leash, and he is a loyal dog if nothing else, but you really don't understand the power you have over him. if all he has to give is this awful, furious violence, it's yours. without question. he'd burn whole fucking cities for you.

[mellowwillowy]

HIII its me again!!!

I have a question for Yulian and any other yandere of your choice.

What if reader had a feeling of their spouse/lover is hiding something and started to look and take in every detail into consideration, keeping everything in a journal to sum all the information the reader collected only to see that the people getting killed and disappeared were targeted by their spouse/lover. Suddenly reader starts to create distance, scared to get near their spouse/lover. For example one day spouse wakes up to see reader not wanting to have any physical contact with them and moves to sleep in another room/trying to avoid them at all costs + planning to run away.

What would their reaction be if they found the journal with the details + the escape plan, as they rush to the room only to see it empty?

🪼🫧

Yulian - not his first

Is one of the calmest guy in this situation. He carefully asessed the whole situation and tried to push away all irrational thoughts.

Chances were it would only take him a day to hold you back by your wrist.

Blue - sweet

A meltdown, a breakdown, anything. He will get all violent to his surrounding, people or object. Did he really just fail to stop you from slipping free frok his grasp?

What was he lacking? He would re-mold himself altogether and this time, he wouldn't be that lenient in securing you.

Eleanor - bitter

Almost like Blue but the difference was that he did not hesitate to slander Reader's decision. He was never wrong in his judgement so surely it was you who were the problem.

[tartigglez]

HIIIII CAN I BE 🫧 ANON?? ILY THANKS!!!

could i get diluc (+ ur favs!!) assisting reader who’s hurt in battle :(( jus want my darknight hero to come rescue me 😮‍💨😮‍💨

hi nonnie! sorry it took me a while to get this done. i honestly don't really like what i've come up with but i hope its something along the lines of what you were looking for! also, i decided to make this a oneshot as opposed to hc's, so enjoy!

"do not concern yourself with such matters"

diluc x gn!reader

genre: fluff, hurt/comfort (???)

word count: 900-ish

tags: lol get rescued ig, diluc doesn't know how to interact normally which is lowkey kinda funny, reader gets injured, physical contact/being carried?

tw/cw: cuts, wounds, generally just,, pain? also diluc lowkey just takes the reader to his house while they're unconscious (no negative intent), idk how to put this other than "examining the thighs" of the reader but he's TREATING A CUT OKAY? i think that's it?

a/n: eek this took to long to write bc i was being lazy, so it might feel a little disjointed or as celeste would put it: "might read like a wet dog"

cryo abyss mage.

23:00 

200m from dawn winery.

you awoke with a pounding head, and little to no feeling in any part of your body, blurry vision and barely any consciousness, just feeling icy, freezing. you noticed nothing but pure, vibrant vermillion, before closing your eyes again, not knowing at all what was going on, completely unaware.

23:35

50m from dawn winery

slowly willing your eyes open, in a daze, with your head resting against something warm, comforting, you could hear loud breathing, and some sort of fast movement… running? someone was… carrying you? with it being far too exhausting to stay awake, you closed your eyes once again...

00:30

dawn winery

you awakened in a warm room, in some sort of bed. a cosy blanket covered your legs and waist, and your head rested on soft pillows. you had very little recollection of anything that happened, but still felt oddly safe. upon looking around the room, you saw a few dimly lit lamps, oak furniture, some sort of grand vanity set, and wooden floorboards. 

the stream of thoughts running through your head was interrupted by the entrance of a tall, handsome man, dressed in a black t-shirt and some sort of lounge trousers, wearing thinly rimmed glasses, sporting the same vermillion locks you had envisioned earlier. and he was… carrying two glasses of water? this man was… what was his name? the bartender… ah, yes!

“master ragnvindr? what.. are you doing here? what am i doing here? what happened?”

“there is no need for being so formal, since we’ve spoken before. then again perhaps you don’t remember, you were rather intoxicated. call me diluc. as for what i’m doing here, this is my home, why wouldn’t i be here? as for what happened, and why you are here… i think you might need a lesson on why we shouldn't approach enemies alone, hm?

“but… the abyss mage. it was outside th-”

“i took care of it. don’t worry”

“i-okay”

there was a silence in the room, which was somewhat uncomfortable, awkward, but not unbearable, and you knew it was up to you to break it. 

“what…”

“what happened?”

“i presume from your injuries, and the fact that the mage was no longer shielded that you managed to break its shield before it hit you with an attack. judging by your current symptoms it seems that it hit you with some sort of direct cryo energy to the head, which explains your lack of consciousness” 

“but… why were you…?”

“do not concern yourself with such matters”

“i… but–”

“here, i brought you water. you should focus on recovering for now. how are you feeling?”

he moved himself to sit next to you on the bed, as you sat up to take the glass out of his hand. 

“thanks… i’m okay, just a bit achey”

“achey? did you sustain any other injuries?”

“uh, my leg feels a little weird, but don’t worry about it, i’m sure it’s fine”

"if you are injured, you must tell me.”

“i think it might be cut but… it’s fine, i’ll deal with it”

“where?”

“oh… uh-”

“where.”

his tone was stern, but certainly not angry. somehow gentle but assertive at the same time.

“uh, somewhere on my thigh, i think-”

“give me one moment.”

he got up and abruptly left the room. this diluc -as you now called him- certainly was a strange, strange man…

you then heard the door into the room click closed once again. the man was now holding a first aid kit, and what looked like a pair of shorts… how odd. 

“here, change into these and i’ll have a look at it.”

“but… master diluc, don’t you think that’s a little-”

“a little what?”

“uh, nothing, nevermind…”

“i’ll be back in a few”

“oh, uhm, okay…”

and so, seemingly having no other option, you slowly, somewhat painfully changed into the shorts, noticing a lesion on your right thigh. it wasn’t particularly deep, but it was long, and still bleeding a little bit.

a knock on the door put an end to your thoughts.

“are you done? may i come in?”

“uh… yeah.”

he slowly opened the door, you sitting on his bed looking at your wound, and him looking concerned. he then sat down on the bed beside you, after lifting the first aid kit from the dresser where he had left it. he proceeded to lift some antiseptic out, to start cleaning the wound. 

“here, this might sting a bit”

he pushed the hem of the shorts up your leg a bit so he could have full access to the cut. he then began dabbing at it with the cotton.

“agh, it hurts”

that feeling was immense pain, and you felt a little childish, having your injuries tended to like this.

purely by natural instinct, diluc moved his free hand to one of yours, interlacing your fingers with his and squeezing gently. his hand was warm and calloused, and he was extremely focused on the task at hand, so he didn’t seem to notice you admiring his rather striking features.

“you’re okay, i’m almost done”

you hissed in pain, burying your head into his shoulder out of instinct. thankfully he didn’t seem to mind. 

“there, done. are you alright?"

“yeah, yeah, thank you”

“not a problem. do you need anything else?”

“uh, no, i don’t think so”

“alright, in that case then, i'll be going to bed.”

“wait”

“yes?”

“uh…”

“uh?”

“can you… stay?”

“i was waiting for that”

(au where diluc is secretly a flirty bastard)

[bloodibambiidoll]

How does Rafe feel about reading to his s/o?

Tbh I don’t really think he would, he doesn’t seem like he really has the patience to even read a book on his own. But I think he would love to listen to you read to him. He would probably act like he’s not really listening on his phone or some shit at first but eventually once the book starts getting juicy he’s hella invested and cutting you off with his opinions every few paragraphs lmao.

[elkkiel]

About the anonymous ask post:

Cat energy 100% 🐈‍⬛

meow meow meow meowwwww mrrrrow meow mew mew mew mrrrrow meow meow meow meoooww meow meow mrrrrrp :33333333

[vcrnons]

Some favs of mine 🫶🏼

feeling feelings. thank you for this attempt on my life, i’m calling in sick the rest of this week and it’s your fault <3

[suguru-getos]

Okie so I’m going to talk about something canon (stuff Gege confirmed in interviews) so people who get mad about such look away but I need to discuss this about season 2 okie!

ANYWAY

Gojo and Geto being confirmed to see each other as brothers by Gege isn’t talked about enough. They saw each other as family. Yet they lost that family bond. It truly shows a good family dynamic of losing a family member you look up to because they change who they are as a person. Which as someone who’s gone through that it really hits home.

They were brothers. They both were confirmed to see each other as brothers and only brothers. They were each others family.

That was the second time gojo lost his family. (Assuming lost. Even though gojo never said what happened to his family/clan we assume it’s bad.)

Now he’s losing his third family. Megumi.

Gojo is constantly losing his family and IM NOT WELL.

Gojo and Geto in canon saw each other as brothers. Gojo and Megumi in canon have a family bond.

They were Gojos canon brothers and both have left. I’m not okay #ihateithere #thinkingaboutthisinteats #gegewhythishurts

That feels so terrible though? But yeah, imagining him losing his blood relations, then Suguru and now whatever’s happening with Megumi. Gege really just hates our man doesn’t he? 😔

I was so curious!! Do we not have any information about how Satoru’s parents died? I really wanna know what happened or how- is that part of his life. I don’t think there is any description of his parents, how his mum and dad were… kinda curious about it.

In the anime we can already see Suguru starting to fucking lose it and I’m scared 😢 I don’t want to end up bawling and pathetically sobbing when all of this ends. In the JJK 0 movie, I saw both Shoko and Satoru speak of him as — Geto. Not Suguru.

Hurts hurts hurts

[snowy-bones]

HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT A PEELER IS?

[seokmins]

I personally think if any member of seventeen showed me their watch collection I would have to seriously reconsider saving them in the class war bc I know most their watches range from the brand new car to small home price range which enrages me. Like I’m sorry svt but OPEN YOUR PURSE

LAUGHING at saving them in the class war but okay you do have a point bc likely seok has a Rolex and Cartier if they're not family heirlooms like the romantic in me wants to believe 💔 but also I'm a simple woman who likes watches and arms and especially those that are attached to seokmin 😭

[kitoshii]

:0

Remove the /j, I am ready

/j removed , meet me at my house ₍ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ₎

[dissociationswagcompetition]

was talking to my partner today (who is trying to figure out his own plural questioning stuff as a rippling side effect of this competition) and. i just wanna throw an honorable mention out there to Snake from Kuroshitsuji for providing a very convenient template for communicating multiple headmates' thoughts concisely. (bc my partner was speaking for his headmates with the same cadence as Snake interprets for his snakes.) and actually that's kind of plural coded and awesome of Snake I think /lh

Ohhhhhhh never heard of Kuroshitsuji before but this is so cool!!! Hell yeah super happy for you and your partner! Communication is always tricky so whatever helps and whatever works!

Snake is happily invited to the Swag Convention we will welcome him with open arms

[tenth-god]

anonymous said Hermes, are you and Brunnhilde secret besties? 👀

“What a curious question you’ve presented here...”

Amusement making his eyes shine bright, Hermes does nothing but smile.

“What do you think the answer is?”

[baeshijima]

To: Sophie

Subject: I'm finally a Kazuha haver!!!

These were like my luckiest pulls ever! I had predicted how many pulls it would take me to get him and I was right!!!

I did lose my 50/50 to Jean, but— BUT! IT WAS 0 PITY!! Oh my goodness it still feels like a dream

Oh and I saw your post— congratulations on getting Kazuha!!!

🍀

SO TRUE TODAY IS A MEMORABLE ONE FOR SOPHIE AND CLOVER NONNIE FOR TODAY WE ARE OFFICIALLY KAZUHA HAVERS

[natsglorifiedsimp]

Your the sadest and loneliest person evr and this account is a piece of shit

your bad and don't diserve to be here

Thank you, nonnie.

I know, right?

[slagathorius-maximus]

im very much enjoying all the jellyfish, they r so nice to scroll through

ehehe im glad