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tan1shere · 4 months ago

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Babydoll

Billie Eilish x female reader !

A/n: enjoy whores ;) - had to get this out asap because it turned out SO yummy imo 😋

Summary: Seeing the rolling stone interview and what your girlfriend had said, when you get hot and bothered by it you end up infront of that mirror as she makes a mess of you.

Warnings: smut, rough billie hehe - but also slight soft dom cuz I cant escape it !, fingering, eating out. Just filthy filthyness ! As per <3

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Your eyes were wide slightly, reading your phone screen. Billies rolling stone interview had finally come out and you had read most of the stuff before hand, until you reach a certain part.

“TMI, but self-pleasure is an enormous, enormous part of my life, and a huge, huge help for me,” she says. “People should be jerking it, man. I can’t stress it enough-

Your face blushes as you continue to read.

Eilish likes to masturbate in front of a mirror. “Partly because it’s hot, but it also makes me have such a raw, deep connection to myself and my body, and have a love for my body that I have not really ever had,” she says. “I got to say, looking at yourself in the mirror and thinking ‘I look really good right now’ is so helpful. You can manufacture the situation you’re in to make sure you look good. You can make the light super dim, you can be in a specific outfit or in a specific position that’s more flattering. I have learned that looking at myself and watching myself feel pleasure...

Your eyes expand, you most definitely weren't expecting that. Even though you knew that about your girlfriend it wasn't really talked about often. She might of mentioned it once or twice, But now you were reminded of it. Thinking about it..-

"Whatcha reading." You then hear her behind you from your spot on the couch. Your phone stumbles out of your hands, turning to look at her as you grab it again. "W- oh, nothing important." She didn't believe you for a second. "What're you hiding huh?" Her sexy smirk appears making your legs cross tighter. She leans over going to grab it but you move so she can't. "You cheeky minx what is it." She looks down into your eyes, her head tilting. Wow she was intoxicating. Like a drug.

She notices you being distracted and snatches it from you. "Hey!" Her eyes read over the screen, a evil grin plastered on her face. She looks back up to make eye contact with you. "You're reading that part hmm." You feel the words slipping from your brain, not answering. "Enjoying the thought?" You subconsciously squeeze your thighs again. Shrugging. "Come on pretty girl, jus me. Know what you're thinking." She says placing her hands on the back of the sofa, leaning down to your level.

"What am I thinking.." She hums to herself, getting impossibly closer to your face. "You're thinking about me touching myself infront of that mirror in our bedroom." Your mouth goes dry at the intensity of this moment. "Having nothing but you on my brain and how fucking hot you are." Her voice was low, causing the tiniest noise to come out of you. When you realize you did your eyes widen. "How cute." Her mind then gets a great idea, her fingers grazing your chin. "Why don't I show you exactly how I do it, care to be the test dummy? Babydoll."

Your head moves up and down, about to lean in to kiss her but she moves back. Smirking down at your whiney reaction. "Naww. Just let me play with you then you can get all the kisses you want." You stand up with a slightly annoyed sigh. Her hand instantly goes for your neck in a warning manner, noticing your eyes rolling just after you breathed out. "Don't make me regret saying that baby." You nod gently, biting your lip slightly at the way her hand grabbed your neck. She lets go heading into your shared room. Her hands reach for your shirt instantly pulling it off, moving to your shorts next.

One of her hands skillfully unclasps your bra, letting it fall down your shoulders having your breasts spill out. Her hands then pull your underwear down, and there you were completely naked in the dim room. She bites her lip, looking over your entire body. She then goes to sit on the bed, opening her legs and bringing her knees up. Patting the spot infront of her. "Come sit." You do as told sitting against her front, looking into the mirror infront of you both.

"This is going to be fun." She smirks.

Her hand gently cups your face again moving it so you're looking in the mirror. "You'll look at yourself, watch my hand. Watch your face. And if you don't. Well. I'll just deny you. Ok baby?" You nod slowly, but her hand slowly moves around your neck. "You wanna answer me properly angel?" You gulp. "Y-yes, look at myself. Got it.." Her mouth moves to your ear. "Good girl." Her hands then move to rest on your knees, getting you to spread them more showing off how wet you already were as it glistened.

Your breath starts to pick up as her hand moves down your thigh, inching impossibly close to where you so desperately need her. You absent mindedly move to spread your legs more, having your head rest back on her shoulder. She smirks at you in the mirror, maintaining eye contact. Her fingers touch your clit slightly, having your mouth fall open at the feeling. She watches. You watch, slightly understanding what she meant about feeling hot while doing this. But the fact she was the one doing it was even hotter.

You watch her finger move down to your entrance watching as it disappears inside you. A tenderly moan rips from your mouth, you wanted to look away shut your eyes but you remember what she had said. You got this..

Or you didn't, cuz as she speeds up and inserts another finger. Your body starts to squirm feeling your eyes shut in instinct. "Uh uh, open." She snarled in your ear. You do open your eyes again, still feeling your body tremble. "B-Billie.." You breathe out, watching her bite her lip again. "Watch my fingers baby. Watch how they slide in you so effortlessly." You whimper truthfully not being able to handle such pleasure this was bringing you. "Bill i-" "Watching it disappear and sooo deep too." You moan properly now, louder than you had done before. You throw your head back against her shoulder as she speeds up.

"Come on sweetheart." She says, trying to get you to focus. Her hand makes contact with your jaw getting your limp body to look. You look at how fast she's going watching her fingers. You for some reason didn't particularly want to look at yourself. Did you feel embarrassed for how pathetic you may look right now? "Come on baby, give into the pleasure. This will only work if you look at yourself ok?" Your head partly nods. You go to look shyly blushing as you look at yourself. But your head gets thrown back onto her shoulder again as you let out the dirtiest moan.

She didn't like the fact you weren't looking, grabbing your face and getting you to look at her directly. "You don't wanna behave and look? Lay on your back, head facing the mirror." You turn around going to do so as she forcefully brings you closer. Having your legs draping over her shoulders, your cunt infront of her face. Your head spins as she manhandles you like she always does. You were nothing but forced to look at yourself now. "You'll look, and if I see you don't I stop. Clear?" "Mhmm. Clear." She just needed you to relax. You begin to look at yourself, still unsure.

When you suddenly feel her tongue flat on your pussy. Your eyes roll back as she starts off strong immediately. Her pace fast, looking directly at your face in the mirror. "Relax my girl." She could sense you were still unsure giving more softer instructions. "I promise it'll feel good." You breathe out slightly averting your eyes to look at yourself. Your head tilts a tad, finding her to be correct. The way your eyes were droopy, your lips plump and red. You truly looked good. Your hair cascaded over the edge of the bed beautifully.

Your arms slowly move to dangle over the edge of the bed too. Having them rest there elegantly. You understood this now, you really did. "Mm, fuck." You soon moan out, keeping an eye on yourself then moving them to watch Billie. "Feels so good." She smirks against you, fucking you with her tongue. Craving the taste of you like a wild animal craves its prey. She then feels you clenching around her tongue, sending her crazy. She speeds up just a bit more, eventually moaning beautifully into you, it was just slightly whiney and needy, desperate to taste you. She knows how much you love the way she moans so she teasingly does it again.

Then she growls. Feeling your thighs trap her, God she loved whenever you did that. You were close, she felt it right on her tongue. You grip the sheets near your head, bunching it in your hands as you feel it arriving quicker. "Billie!" You scream out as you're shooting your juices into her mouth. She ate it good. Making sure she got it all. Her head slowly moves from your shaking form. Looking at your fucked out expression in the mirror.

"I'm your babydoll." You then say tiredly.

"Fuck yeah."

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httpvomitello · 2 months ago

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Call of Distraction *⁠.⁠✧

Donnie / Raph / Mikey

It was another routine evening in the lair. Leo was running through some katas, trying to work off some pent-up energy after a long day, when April’s phone started buzzing. She checked it and saw your name pop up.

"Hey, it's (Y/N)," she said, grinning as she glanced at Leo. "Mind if I put it on speaker?"

Leo looked up, a spark of interest flashing across his face. “Oh, go ahead.”

April pressed the button, and your familiar voice filled the lair. “April! Please tell me you’re free for a sanity break—I’ve been staring at a screen for hours, and I’m losing it over here.”

“Let me guess: project deadline coming up?” April replied, smiling.

“Deadlines, plural,” you sighed dramatically. “And all I want is some conversation to remind me what having a life feels like.”

Before April could answer, Leo’s voice cut in, playful yet slightly mocking. “Sounds like someone doesn’t know how to manage their time.”

You paused, then replied, with equal sarcasm, “Oh, hey there, fearless leader! Didn’t know you were eavesdropping. Nice of you to assume I’m the problem here.”

Leo smirked, crossing his arms as the other turtles perked up, sensing a good exchange on the way. “Well, you are calling April in the middle of our prep time. Can’t be that hard to handle a couple of deadlines, can it?”

“Oh, yeah, because I’m sure your big, intense prep is life-shatteringly important,” you shot back. “Remind me again, what’s the pressing emergency? Practicing brooding?”

Raph and Mikey burst out laughing, while Donnie raised an eyebrow, glancing at Leo with an amused smile.

Leo chuckled, barely fazed. “Brooding, huh? I seem to remember someone saying they admired my focus. Guess that was just talk.”

“Who, me? I don’t think so,” you teased. “I admire focus, sure. But that whole ‘super-serious, all-business’ attitude? Total snooze-fest. Don’t you ever take it easy?”

He raised an eyebrow, amused but a little taken aback. “You think I don’t know how to relax?”

“Oh, please. You’re about as chill as a brick wall, Leo,” you quipped. “Maybe if you spent a little less time being Captain Serious, you’d know how to actually have fun.”

“Yeah, and maybe if you learned some time management, you wouldn’t need to call for a ‘sanity break,’” he countered, though his grin showed he was enjoying every second of this.

“Touché,” you replied, clearly entertained. “Maybe you’re onto something. Guess I could use someone to keep me on track… if they can keep up.”

Leo gave a slight smile, “Keep up? I’d give it about ten minutes before you were begging for a break.”

“Oh, is that a challenge?” you replied, leaning fully into the teasing. “Pretty bold, Mr. Leader. Hope you can live up to it.”

Mikey, who’d been watching with an ever-widening grin, turned to Raph with an excited whisper. “They’re totally gonna end up dating, right?”

April just rolled her eyes, but she was smiling, clearly enjoying how flustered Leo was getting despite his best efforts. Raph nudged Donnie, stifling a laugh.

Leo, sensing the teasing eyes on him, shot a glare at his brothers but stayed focused. “Tell you what,” he replied to you, recovering his confidence. “Next time you’re ‘losing it,’ I’ll personally make sure you remember how to relax.”

“Oh really? That’s a big promise,” you replied, feigning a skeptical tone. “Think you’re up for it?”

“I know I am,” he said smoothly, a little more serious than before.

April, realizing this could go on forever, finally intervened. “Alright, alright, I think you two could go at this all night,” she laughed. “I’m hanging up now before Leo gets any more ideas.”

She smirked, giving Leo an exaggerated wink as she took you off speaker, wrapping up the call. The moment the line went dead, Leo’s brothers immediately burst out laughing, and Leo fought hard to keep a neutral expression.

“Looks like someone’s got a little crush, huh?” Raph teased, nudging Leo.

Leo rolled his eyes, but a faint blush betrayed him. “Whatever,” he muttered, half-smiling as he went back to his training. But inside, he was already looking forward to that next call.

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onepiece-fics · 1 year ago

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Strawhats + Law x Overworking! Reader.

Summary: Reader is studying late into the night. How do the strawhats + Law react? Gender neutral reader!

Word count: 2727

Warnings: Nami slips (a tiny bit of) melatonin into reader's tea without them knowing, reader is a little bit angsty.

Thank you so much anon for requesting<33

Luffy

As much as you love your captain, he can be quite oblivious sometimes. He somehow hasn't noticed how you stay up super late every night, studying until your eyes are hurting from reading too much or until your brain simply can't take any more information in. It isn't until Nami asks him about your well-being that he realizes how rare it is for you to fall asleep next to him nowadays.

You’re sitting in the kitchen at midnight, your studies only just now starting. You have a steaming cup of tea that Sanji happily made you before he went to bed himself, and you sigh as you lean your head on your hand. Suddenly the kitchen door opens up and startles you. You look back to the door and see your loving captain, clad in his pajamas and a pout on his face.

“Y/N~” he whines, “why are you still here? Why aren't you coming to bed?” He plops down on the chair next to you, the pout on his face only growing.

“Ah, I was just gonna study for a little bit” you say and scratch your head. You know damn well you can’t resist Luffy’s pout.

“Hmmm, but Y/N, you’re always staying up so late nowadays, can't you just study more during the day?” he asks, laying his head on your shoulder. You giggle at his tiredness and stroke your fingers through his hair.

“I mean, I already do… But sometimes I feel like it’s not enough…” your voice trails off. Luffy raises his head to look at you.

“What do you mean? You already work so hard!” he exclaims. His face turns more serious, clearly worrying about you.

“Ahh, I mean, it’s hard to calm down sometimes… Sometimes I feel like I need to put more effort in, to give all my best and learn even more” you tell him. Luffy sigs next to you and grabs you by the shoulders, turning you to face him.

“Y/N. You already work so hard, don’t overwork yourself. You’re already doing your best as it is, overworking yourself will just make it harder, okay?”. You rarely see Luffy being this serious about things and it shocks you a little bit. He looks you dead in the eyes.

“Now what am I supposed to do with an overworking crewmate, and a partner that comes to bed late at night, huh? Who am I supposed to cuddle with? Because I’m definitely not cuddling Usopp again!” he grins at you, his usual, playful self coming back. You smile back at him and nod your head.

“Alright, I suppose I’ll come to bed…” you say and he lifts his arms up in celebration.

“WOHOO!!” he exclaims, before leaning in and giving you a quick peck on the lips.

“Now do you wanna be big spoon or little spoon for tonight?” he grins at you as he excitedly drags you out of your chair.

Zoro

Honestly, the only reason why Zoro realized that you’re overworking yourself late into the night was because you kept waking him up when you crawled into bed in the late hours of the night. One night, as you try to sneak into bed, he groans and opens his eye.

“Y/N, are you alright?” he asks, his voice filled with sleep. His arms encircle you to pull you into his warm embrace and you close your eyes, the feeling of comfort being almost overwhelming after your many hours of reading.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I’ve just been studying… Robin found me some books to read on that last island we were at that I’ve been reading quite intensely. It’s really interesting but it’s a lot to take in.” you yawn and fix your position with your head on his chest. He lets out a deep hum and starts playing with your hair.

“You really shouldn’t overwork yourself, you know… If you’re constantly overworking yourself like that, how would you be able to be prepared for a sudden emergency? What if we got attacked right now? Of course, I’d protect you, but it’s important to take care of yourself too, especially when we’re living the life we’re living…” he starts stroking your cheek softly and you turn to look up at him. His face is somehow incredibly serious, yet still filled with love for you. It’s a look that no one but you will ever see.

“I promise Zoro, I promise I’ll try to take better care of myself…” you say, but you both know that it’s not quite that simple. You do love your studies a lot, even if it’s draining.

“Hmm. How about this: I’ll join you in the study, but every night at 10 pm I’ll drag you to the bedroom, no staying up late, no buts, no ‘I just have to study for 10 more minutes’, just straight to bed” he says. He’s giving you a sweet, tired smile and you feel your heart skip a beat.

You agree to his proposal and he even makes you do a pinky promise. From that night on, he joins you every single night, and every single night he brings you back to bed, just as promised, even if he has to carry you the whole way.

Nami

Nami understands just how you feel, having overworked herself a lot in the past. One night as you’re in your study the door opens and in she comes, carrying blankets and tea for the both of you.

“I figured I would join you, it’s getting kind of late anyways and I felt a little lonely” she says, a soft grin on her face. Nami knows very well how hard it is to change habits, and how frustrating it is to be confronted with having them, so she instead decides to “trick” you into going to sleep early.

She sits down next to you on the couch and wraps the blanket around the both of you, putting her arm through yours after she pours the tea into pretty little cups. What you don't know, however, is that the tea in question has a very small dose of melatonin in it that she got from Chopper earlier that day. When you finally start yawning, she changes your positions so that you’re leaning on her instead.

“Hey honey, what is that book you’re reading about?” she asks you as her fingers comb through your hair. You close your eyes and lean your head against hers and hum in contentment. You tell her what you’re currently studying and she nods, listening intensely, and when you start to yawn she giggles softly.

“You wanna go sleep?” she asks you and you nod.

“Mmm, but I’m so sleepy” you slur, sleep almost coming over you immediately. She gives you a quick kiss on the forehead and stands up.

“I’ll give you a piggyback ride to bed, but only if I get to be big spoon tonight” She winks at you and you roll your eyes. You agree to her suggestion and she picks you up effortlessly and eventually plops you down on your shared bed.

As she snuggles up behind you she gives you a kiss behind your ear and snuggles into your neck. Although she doesn't want you to overwork yourself, she doesn't mind how cute you get when you’re sleepy and almost falling asleep on her shoulders, and before she falls asleep she reminds herself that she should tell you to talk to Chopper about a melatonin prescription, for both of your sakes.

Usopp

Usopp had already noticed quite a while ago how you had overworked yourself recently, but he felt too awkward to confront you about it. After consulting Chopper about it, he decided it’s necessary for your own health. He decided, however, to do it in quite a roundabout way.

As you’re sitting on the lawn deck, building legos with Chopper and Luffy, Usopp approaches you.

“Hey Y/N!” he greets you and sits down next to you. “I was just wondering if you wanted to go watch a movie with me? I know it’s already a little late, but still?” he asks, smile beaming at you. You agree, and follow him to your shared room where he already had a little cozy setup for the two of you. You spare a quick glance at the time, it’s 11 p.m.

“So, what movie are we watching?” you ask him as the two of you cuddle up to each other underneath blankets. Usopp grins at you.

“I was thinking… The entire lord of the rings series!” he exclaims, shocking you. Lord of the rings?? Has Usopp ever mentioned being a fan of it??

“Are you sure?” you ask. “Isn’t it like, a really long series of movies?” you raise your eyebrows at him.

“I mean, it is 9 hours, but you’re always up late anyways, right? At least this way you’ll have fun!” he says enthusiastically. Oh.

“I mean, I’m usually studying at night-” you start, but Usopp shakes his head and cuts you off.

“And you need a break. Doctor’s orders.” he says and hands you a lazily written doctor's slip from Chopper. “Besides, you need to take it easier on yourself. Overworking yourself isn’t gonna make you study better, you know?” he says with a caress of your cheek. You lean in and give him a peck on the cheek.

“Okay, okay, I’ll take a break, but promise me that we’re not actually watching lord of the rings, please” you tease him. He laughs at you and hugs you into him.

“No, I was just kidding. We’re totally watching something else” he says. Without you knowing though, he silently shoves away his DVD copies of Lord of the rings under the mattress.

Usopp’s collection of Lord of the rings extended DVD edition will stay a secret for now.

Sanji

One night, after dinner was over, Sanji asked you to stay with him in the kitchen. You agreed, and when everyone else had left, he sat down across the table from you, resting his head on his hand.

“Y/N, my dearest, are you alright?” he asks you softly. You gulp.

“Oh, uhm, yeah I’m fine. Why are you asking so suddenly?” you respond awkwardly, twiddling with your thumbs. He reaches across the table to take your hands into his.

“I’ve noticed recently that you’ve been staying in the library all night. Are you sure you’re okay? You’re not overworking yourself?” he asks, concern strong in his voice. Your hands grip his, finding it hard to find the right words.

“I mean, I’ve just been studying a lot recently. It’s fine really” you explain, biting your lip, hoping that he will just let it go. You know Sanji better than that though. He sighs.

“Honey, I can see the dark circles under your eyes. Please don’t dismiss your own health” he whispers the last part, and you look down at the table, finding it hard to meet his eyes. He gets up from where he’s sitting and walks over to your side, pulling you up to stand in front of him. He gives you a tight hug and kisses you on top of the head.

“I know it’s hard, but please take better care of yourself, yeah?” he smiles down at you, and you can’t help but stare up at your handsome boyfriend in awe. The amount of love in his eyes baffles you.

“Alright, I’ll try to… Go to bed earlier I suppose…” you start. “But only if you get more sleep in the morning too, you shouldn’t have to wake up at 5 am” you pout at him. He can’t help but laugh at your cuteness before leaning down and giving you a soft kiss. His hands stay on your cheeks as he looks you in the eyes.

“Sounds like a deal to me.”

Robin

Robin, similarly to Nami, is gonna be your silent supporter. She is another one who fully understands you, and she frequently joins you during your late night studies. She also has by far the sneakiest way to get you to go to sleep at night.

You’re sitting in the library with Robin leaning against your right side, both of you reading your own book. You’re reading your book really intensely, but no matter how hard you try, the complicated text is incredibly hard to read. Damn those old philosophers and their roundabout ways of writing. You let out a big sigh in frustration and Robin giggles at your frustration.

“Are you alright, darling?” she asks you, eyes still on her own book and a slight smile on her face.

“Yeah, it’s just so hard to read this damn book” you grumble before letting out a frustrated yawn. You close your eyes and rub them, as if the text is gonna be easier to read after. Suddenly, you hear Robin next to you start yawning too.

“Oh my gosh, what time is it even?” she asks, looking down at her watch. “Oh, it’s midnight already…” she says, letting out another yawn. “What do you say, Y/N, do you wanna go to bed yet?” she asks you, pulling a hair strand from your face to the back of your ear.

“Hmmm, I’d like to read a little more first” you say, stretching your arms and legs. She nods and moves to lay her head in your lap as you both return to your books.

Barely any time later, Robin lets out another big yawn, making you yawn too. You rub your eyes again, feeling them get drier and drier by the minute, but you’re determined to finish this chapter. She lets out yet another big yawn, making you repeat the action once again just a few seconds later. She drops the book on her face to hide her smile. Victory is almost here! Now just to make you admit that you’re tired!

“Dearest, I really think we should go to bed” she says, sitting up. “You’re yawning like crazy” She pokes your cheek to get your attention. You’re yawning like crazy?? Then what was she just doing this whole time? You give her a sigh of defeat, and she giggles.

“Come on now, Y/N, let’s go to bed” She takes your hand, leading you away from the library, books left face down on the bench you had been sitting on.

Law

As the king of overworking himself, he knows exactly how you feel. Thankfully though you both have each other, sitting either across the room from each other, or right next to one another almost every night as you study your things. At a certain point though, Law will usually be the one to drag you both to bed. Even he can’t stay up as often and as much as you do.

“Y/N-ya… Come on, it’s time to go to bed” he groans, standing next to where you’re sitting by your desk. You hum, not really ready to go to bed yet. Law rolls his eyes at you.

“You know, as both your doctor and your captain, it’s not a request. It’s a demand” he says, trying to sound intimidating. You both know that he can’t intimidate you, though.

“Mmm, just a little more” you say with a yawn, still looking at your papers that are thrown across the whole desk. He rolls his eyes at you and picks you up and throws you over his shoulder. A yelp of surprise comes from your moth and he chuckles at you.

“What? If you’re not going to sleep willingly I’m just going to have to force you right?” he says teasingly. You relax in his grip, knowing that there’s no point in fighting your captain anymore.

As Law gets to your shared room, he gently places you on the bed and boops your nose.

“No more ignoring your captain, okay?” he says sternly. You shake your head and reach up to peck his nose before laying down properly.

“But you get so cute when you’re serious” you giggle at him. His mouth opens in shock, cheeks turning pink, before pretending like he didn’t hear your comment and climbing into bed with you.

You both may be going to bed at 4 am, but at least you’re not alone, you get the company of your cute captain.

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ronearoundblindly · 4 months ago

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No pressure at all! But I had an idea for your ‘how would the Cevans characters react’ I’ve loved every installment of this so far 🥰🖤🥰

How would they react if reader was having an off day and for some reason couldn’t get off so she faked having an orgasm in bed.

Is this because of @cevansbrat0007's Ari fic? (which is great, go read that, but I feel like I've seen a surge in this trope since) Because, see, this is very interesting to me, and I really hope you've read other stuff of mine before, nonnie. I don't write everybody as a perfect gentleman...

Warnings for various levels of spice since we are, in fact, talking about orgasms, duh! MINORS DNI. See my Light Masterlist for all-age friendly fics!

James Mace

Ok, I'm not sure it would get so far as for you to actually fake it. Mace is a slow, steady, deep kind of lover. He'd realize you aren't getting anywhere or building up to it pretty quickly, all things considered, and he would make you talk to him while he continues foreplay/touching you. Pretty sure he just wants to be attached to you in some way while you have time together...

Curtis Everett

Curtis gets very intense when he senses you're holding something back, like predatorily intense. Uses his body to cage you in, constant eye contact, probably even pinching/tickling you until you confess.

He doubles down. You fake one; Curtis forces two out of you in return.

Jimmy Dobyne

Shockingly, Jimmy would be super upset if you faked an orgasm with him. (There is one caveat to this: IF HE FINDS OUT.) Jimmy is a straight-forward guy who doesn't enjoy dating games. You aren't into sex right now? Fucking say something. He's horrified by the idea you would just lay there and take it or whatever because what the fuck???

He's got simple rules. If you don't like something, tell him because he can handle himself for one night/a little while or he'll happily do something different. If you never want something he does, then you two shouldn't be together. That's it.

Sex is an important aspect of your relationship, but it ain't the whole thing. Tell him to piss off, or ask for a quiet night of holding each other. Do not lie, cheat, or steal. You lied about being satisfied, you cheated him out of the chance to actually give you what you needed, and you stole his confidence that he recognizes your body's signals. Yes, Jimmy sorta makes it about him, but that's mostly because he feels helpless and a little dirty.

Johnny Storm

Existential CRISIS.

Have you ever faked it with him before? Have other women faked it with him?? Is this a common thing??? Hot shot goes into full-meltdown mode, and unsurprisingly, you end up kinda lost in the narrative there, soothing him instead of yourself.

Oddly enough, you two do end up closer from the experience though because Johnny realizes that he very much values trust and honesty, whereas before he would have thought plain ol' fun the most important thing...

Jake Jensen

Jakey, my beloved, clueless noob... He doesn't really know what to do. He asks a lot of questions. What's wrong? What can he do? What do you want in this moment? Should he have done it differently? Do you need more? Something else? Was it him?

For a dozen times after, he'll ask if that one was real or fake. He's touchy about it, but 90% of his concern is just that you are actually happy. He puts in quite a bit of extra effort for a while after, too.

Lloyd Hansen

I am a broken record when it comes to Lloyd: he does not care. At best, he'd be torturing you to come for his own pleasure. At worst, well, he's there to get off. You don't need to.

If by some magical scenario Lloyd does give a fuck about you or your feelings, I think he'd expect you to take what you needed from him to climax. Otherwise, it's not really his problem.

Ari Levinson

Depends on his own mood for sure. When Ari is stressed or tired, he tends to turn inward and focus on his own feelings, not purposefully ignoring you but still. It reads like he didn't/doesn't notice and just continues on with sleep/the normal routine. If he's got the emotional, energy bandwidth to talk it out with you, he absolutely will. Don't take any offense. Sometimes he's muddling through like you.

Ransom Drysdale

Has no idea. Probably doesn't want to have an idea. Unless it becomes a regular problem, he's just gonna let it slide. He won't bring it up if you don't.

Steve Rogers

On the surface, Steve looks concerned and listens to your reasons for faking, but honestly, on the inside, he hates the idea that you felt the need to. Steve will easily forego sex in favor of literally anything you want to do, so to let it get all the way to love-making and apparently suffering through till he's finished? It makes him a bit sick. He'll get more more restrained and cautious in future, all for want of you never faking again.

Bucky Barnes

Feels like a huge failure as a partner. Spends a good portion of the conversation having you promise to communicate with him better from now on. This is from a man who has so many things going on in his mind that Bucky is often derailed from pleasure/enjoyment during sex. He's just very triggered by the darndest things, and you've been so understanding. Why can't he be that for you, too?

Thank you for asking!

A/N: I know these are a bit short. Let me know if there's one or more you'd like expanded on, but thank you for reading!

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hretoprvdthepltnx · 1 year ago

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Hihi !! Before i request I just love your writing so much and I couldn’t resist to request this!!

Could I request a teen! Reader (angel) who’s sees crowley & aziraphale as their parental figures who is trying to make something nice for them?

The reader is super silly and innocent so like the stuff they make look like something else 💀

Handmade

Ineffable Husbands x teen!angel!reader

Summary: Y/n wants to do something special for their favorite angel/demon duo. So, they try their ethereal hand at the human art of crafting.

Content: y/n uses they/them pronouns, improper use of miracles,

Note: Anon, you're such an absolute sweetheart. I appreciate you so much. Unfortunately, I didn't realize what you meant by 'something else' until after but hopefully you still enjoy the fic.

Rating: 14+ || 500+ w.

Gifts were important. Gifts were a way of expressing profound love for an individual, at least that is what Aziraphale had taught you. Gifts meant a lot; they were a language all their own. Gifts meant I love you.

Gifts were hard.

You stared at the heaping pile of crafting utensils Maggie from the record shop had leant you. There were a lot of options and she had even been kind enough to make you a list of ideas, the only problem was that none of it seemed quite right for Aziraphale and Crowley.

You stared at the felt and the streamers and silently willed yourself to come up with an idea, but nothing happened. Sighing, you sat back with your shoulders pressing against the side of Aziraphale's desk. It was lucky that they were out, the sight of you sitting on the floor surrounded by confetti might raise an alarm. Or perhaps not, you were prone to floor sitting.

You tossed your head back against the leg of the table and the telephone jingled with the bang. Perhaps you should call her and ask for her help, but no, this was your idea, and it would make it even more special if you did it yourself. There had to be something you could make.

Your eyes drifted to a stray bottle of silver glitter and stayed there, staring with such mindless intensity it was a miracle the tension didn't cause the bottle to bust. Miracles. You could use a little miracle of your own right about now.

"Wait," you sat up too quickly, dizzying yourself, and snatched up the little plastic bottle of glitter. "If it's only a small miracle, and one for good, then I can't possibly get in trouble for it. And it's still like I'm making it myself, because I am." A smile stretched wide across your face, and you turned to the plant in the corner, "This is going to be perfect."

Hours later, when Crowley and Aziraphale arrived back at the bookshop, there was a notable difference to the building. That being because the entire inside of the bookshop had turned into a Victorian style ballroom. "Right, well...what's all this?" You beamed at the demon from where you stood in the center of the large room. "Suprise! It's a gift!"

Aziraphale's face went from something sad - which you had luckily missed - to something proud and beaming. "A gift, yes! And, oh, how wonderful!" Crowley didn't look quite as convinced. However, he perked up quite notably when the record player you had been fiddling with started to play Queen's Somebody to Love. You offered a hand to both fellow angel and the demon in front of you, "Care to dance?"

"Why certainly!" Aziraphale answered for the both of them, whatever complaint Crowley had been about to give died in his throat as he was yanked along. As you danced, you made a mental note to thank Maggie for the record next time you saw her. Perhaps you might even thank her with a gift.

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tomwaterbabies · 2 months ago

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Heyy :D

I really love your takes and I enjoy sappy things so if you ever feel like it I'd love to hear more from you about the 'lots of genuine sappy stuff because of which Varian fell for Hugo'

Thanks in advance and have a nice dayy!! 🎉

LMAO well alright ! and ty muchly for enjoying my takes........ u see the world and u understand it

im gonna do my best here but i admit not only am i prone to rambles im ALSO not super great when it comes to more genuine sentimental things but this will be a general idea at the very least (also tagging @exis-j-harvey out of courtesy lol)

this is long as hell btw

varian falling in love with hugo i think has to do a lot with varian's whole dream of going out into the world for his own adventure, to find his own discoveries, and to just. find himself. i like that the concepts for vat7k mention that varian has a desire to gain a greater understanding of himself, and i think that's an important aspect

the thing is, varian and hugo- to me- arent all that different. im not saying theyre one-to-one lol, they do have their differences. but i think sharing similarities both causes them to not get along at first as well as eventually causing them to be really, really close friends. i am a believer that this is a case of enemies to best friends to lovers

varian has always stood out as a little bit of a weirdo in corona (understatement). his friends and family love him dearly, but he obviously is still someone who kind of stands out and might not always feel like he fits in. when he goes on this adventure, he finds others (yong, nuru, hugo) who are so much like him. so much so that finding his blood family of inventors, while incredible, ultimately does not end up being where he feels he belongs- where he feels the most like himself. if i were to attach a disney love song to him, "strangers like me" would be applicable, just to give an idea

to actually, like, Talk about hugo here; i think varian sees something so much more than even hugo sees. hugo appears as pretentious and particular about many things, and he is, but varian sees that it's hugo's strong spirit that guides him. hugo is unique, he's opinionated, his will is hard to shake. varian sees someone who is so sure of things and confident, that he cant help but admire him. he sees someone so wildly complicated and full of intrigue. hugo is like a discovery of something new and wonderful to him. of all the incredible, amazing things he's been able to see and experience, i think hugo exceeds all of that to him

hugo is also charismatic and charming to him of course. i've mentioned Many Times that i subscribe to the take that he isnt flirty whatsoever and this is still true. he's just charismatic in other ways. he's sarcastic, cocky, and mischievous. many of these things have a chance of making varian laugh or will have him finding hugo endearing (and while hugo doesnt intend for this: varian definitely does still get really flustered on occasion- though i dont think hugo even realizes that varian is flustered because he finds him attractive)

and then there's the times where hugo opens up more. where varian sees hugo's genuine love and passion for things. he sees his kinder side, his softer side. and that all just makes varian feel so, so much more intensely for someone he is starting to consider his best friend. he also sees his talent, his intelligence, his bravery (for the things that really matter), and so so much more. to varian, he is full of spirit, larger than life. god this is so sappy but im talking about varian so!! it just HAPPENS!!

and these are just some aspects of him. like i said, he's a very complicated person. for all of hugo's hidden insecurities and self-loathing, varian sees just how Bright and Brilliant and Wonderful of a person hugo is. this is his partner in crime (sometimes literally), someone he can experience this life with- and there's something so indescribably wondrous about it all. to varian, hugo is Everything. and hugo most certainly feels the same way

(and since i've already used a song to help describe things- i'll say now that the classic "i hear a symphony" is applicable to varian's love for hugo too)

#vat7k #varigo #asks #i didnt even mention how physically attractive he finds him LOL. but that just kind of happens as he falls for him #yes personally i think hugo is skrunkly looking. but varian is just. very very gay

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cicerfics · 4 months ago

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3, 24, 50 for bond & q :)

3. Obscure headcanon

Oh, it's so hard to determine what's 'obscure' in fandom! I am never sure which headcanons have been shared before, or how other people perceive this stuff.

But I guess my top 'uncommon' headcanon for Q is that he's on the asexuality/aromantic spectrum. I am totally capable of reading about (or even writing) allosexual Q, but in my heart, he will always be aro-ace to me! He makes an exception for Bond, because that's how it goes sometimes. But even with Bond, Q doesn't quite experience attraction in the 'usual' way. He's very intensely attracted to Bond in numerous ways, but not necessarily super 'horny' for Bond in the typical sense.

Obscure headcanon for Bond...honestly? I think Bond is a bit of a nerd! I think he's a jock and a nerd at the same time! I think he really likes learning obscure trivia, crossword puzzles, and books.

I think he's incredibly intelligent about a lot of things...a real polymath, in spite of the fact that he's also a 'blunt instrument'. I think he plays down his intelligence (though we definitely see glimpses of it in the films) because he likes to surprise people and he knows it's easier to do his job when people underestimate him.

But beyond his actual intelligence, I think he's downright nerdy in some of his interests and the sheer enjoyment he takes in learning new stuff. So that's my 'obscure' hreadcanon for him...'obscure' in the sane that it is not necessarily strongly supported by any part of canon!

24. Most annoying habit

Q is incredibly pedantic and bossy and stubborn. He will dig his teeth into a petty argument, and hold on for dear life. Honestly, I feel like he's actually better at letting important stuff go, because he tends to rationalize away his emotions (also a bad habit!) and bury any hurt feelings.

But if he's having an argument with someone about something that's honestly pretty meaningless? Q will go to the mat to defend his point. He will not let it go! Many people find this understandably irritating. (Bond delights in it, though, and he winds Q up just for fun.)

Bond, meanwhile, is an irrepressible contrarian and a complete brat. You say up, he says down. You say black, he says white. You tell him to do one thing, he'll do the opposite just to spite you. He enjoys being 'difficult' and he enjoys refusing to cooperate with people he doesn't like. Sometimes, he refuses to cooperate with people he does like, just because he takes unholy pleasure in annoying them. (See above re: Q.) He does not (and never did) play nicely with the other children. He just likes to be a pest.

50. A memory they’ve blocked out

Oof.

Okay, I tend to headcanon that Q had a pretty crummy childhood with parents who were mentally unwell/emotionally absent. And honestly, I think Q has blocked out a lot of his childhood. I don't think he realizes it, because he has clear memories of his education, the things he taught himself, his childhood pets, etc. But I think he's blocked out a lot of stuff that has to do with his parents and the traumatic things he witnessed while under their care.

For Bond...yeah. I think he blocks out the bad parts of his missions as best he can. I think he erects a mental wall around his memories of being tortured, and I think he refers to those incidents very flippantly because it helps him pretend this is something that happened to someone else.

I also think he blocked out a lot of happy memories from his childhood. I headcanon that he had a pretty happy childhood overall and parents who loved him (and each other). After he lost them, it was too hard for Bond to remember how good things used to be. So he just...doesn't think about it, if he can help it. The contrast between his childhood and his current life is too devastating for him.

(I am still open for asks on this topic, btw!!)

#00q #james bond #my headcanons #ask meme #cw: child neglect #cw: trauma

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mamaestapa · 2 years ago

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Matching Necklaces & a Tough Loss

•pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

•series summary: Y/N Y/L/N moved to Cincinnati, Ohio for a new start. Move in day arrives and she discovers something terrible...the apartment complex gave her the wrong lease. Instead of living with who she originally was supposed to, she's now living with the hottest quarterback in the NFL, Joe Burrow. Y/N is stuck living in the same apartment with him for a year...which the two are not thrilled about. However, as time goes on, they realize that maybe this wasn't the worst thing that could happen to them. Will Y/N and Joe stay enemies, or will they find themselves falling in love?

•chapter summary: It’s the day of the AFC championship game. Joe has some sweet surprises for you and you meet Joe’s parents for the first time. However, the night doesn’t end the way you hoped it would…but at least you and Joe have each other.

•word count: 5.3k

•warnings: Angst, fluff, a very sad Joe, crying, comforting Joe, reliving the AFC championship game (literally broke my heart), i think that’s all? this is a very long chapter lol

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January 29, 2023

Today is the day.

The day the whole city of Cincinnati and Bengals fans all over the country have been waiting for.

Today is the AFC championship game. The Bengals will be playing against the Kansas City Chiefs for the second year in a row. Both of these teams are slowly starting to create one of the biggest rivalries in the American Football Conference of the NFL. Both teams have excellent players on both sides of the ball, with both teams quarterbacks being arguably the top two in NFL at this very moment. It should be an exciting game for sure.

Not only will it be exciting, but it'll be quite interesting too. This is one of the most important games of the season. The winner of this game will head to Super Bowl 57 and play against the Philadelphia Eagles in hopes of winning the Lombardi trophy.

The nerves are high today for everybody—all for different reasons too. Of course the game is causing some of the nerves, but there are even more nerves being added to those from the looming game.

First, Emmas due date is today. You are all hoping she doesn't go into labor during the game...

Second, you’re going to be in Arrowhead Stadium for the game. You’ve heard from some of the girls that the fans aren't always the nicest when you’re in their territory. You’re hoping none of you will have any issues tonight...

And lastly, the thing that's causing you to have the most nerves. You will be meeting Joe's parents for the first time tonight.

You were going to sit with the other WAGs, but Joe was concerned for your safety so he asked if you could sit with his parents, just to give him some peace of mind so he wasn't worrying about you during the game...

~flashback~

"You're going to the championship game right?"

You smiled, "Of course I am. I wouldn't miss it for the world."

The corner of Joes mouth quirked up into a small smile, "Good," he said softly. He cleared his throat and began to fidget with the bracelets wrapped around his wrists, "I have something important to ask you."

"What is it?" you asked, setting down the towel you were folding so you could give Joe your full attention.

"The fans can get pretty intense at Arrowhead. I would hate for there to be a situation and I'm not there to protect you Y/n," he sighed, "My parents are going to be at the game, and it would really make me feel better if you sat with them."

Your eyes widened slightly at his suggestion. You still haven't met his parents. You were absolutely terrified to meet his mom and dad. But you do love Joe and you want to make him feel content, especially with the upcoming important game. Any way you could ease his anxieties leading up to game day, you would gladly do.

"But if you don't want to, I get it.” he said, “Maybe you could meet up with them before the game?"

"Joe," you said, smiling softly, "I'm sure nothing will happen. I'll be fine, I promise." you walked over to where he stood by the foot of your bed. You wrapped your arms around him and looked up into his soft blue eyes. "but if it'll make you feel better, I'll sit with your parents."

He nodded as a small smile made its way onto his face, "Thank you." you pulled away from him and got on your tip toes so you could kiss his nose. He scrunched his nose as soon as your lips were away from the tip of his nose. You chuckled at his reaction and went back to folding towels, thankful that you were able to ease your loving boyfriends worries.

~end of flashback~

Isn't he just the sweetest?

Right now, you’re currently in Macee's hotel suite getting ready with a couple other Bengals WAGs. The game doesn't start for a few hours, so you have plenty of time to get ready. As you were curling your hair, Holly and Macee were standing next to you doing their makeup.

"So Y/n," Holly grinned enthusiastically, "I saw you and Joe went Instagram official. That's so exciting!"

You smiled, "Yeah, it is. It feels good to make our relationship public," your smile faltered slightly, "even if some of his fans already don't like me."

It's true, You and Joe went Instagram official just days ago. While you received lots of love and support for your relationship from many fans, you received a lot of hate too. Many girls told Joe he could do much better and that they already didn't like you based on one shared photo. You didn't let it get to you though. You expected to receive some hate. So many girls fawn over Joe every day, so it only makes sense for you to receive hate from those that don't want him to be with anybody. You don't let it get to you though because you know that the real fans of Joes support him and his relationships. As long as he is happy, they're happy for him. And that's all that matters to You. Plus, you’re sure you’ll find a way to get some of those fan girls to come around. Hey, it worked with Joe.

Macee frowned, "Awe Y/n, don't listen to them. They're just jealous. You're an amazing woman and Joe is so lucky to have a beautiful girl like you."

Emma, who was sitting on the closed toilet seat doing her eyeshadow, smiled as she said, "She's right. Don't listen to the haters babe."

"Thanks girls, you're all the best," you smiled at them through the mirror. As you all continued your pre-game glam, there was a knock at the door of the hotel room. All of your heads snapped to the direction of the door. Holly placed her straighter down on the marble countertop, "I got it." She scampered out of the bathroom and down the small hallway, disappearing for just a few moments before she came back into the bathroom holding a white and gold gift box.

"Y/n," she said in a sing-songy tone. He held the box out, "this is for you."

You hesitantly grabbed the box from Holly's outstretched arms. A smirk was on her face as she watched you examine the outside of the box. You furrowed your eyebrows as you noticed there wasn't a tag on it anywhere that said who it was from.

"Are you going to open it?" Macee asked, setting her makeup brush down and watching you.

"I guess so," you shrugged, setting the box on the counter, "I wonder who it's from?”

You unwrapped the gold bow, setting it down on the counter as you took the top off of the white box. All three girls stood together with wide grins on their faces as they watched you open the contents of the box. As you pulled the top off, you let out a gasp as your eyes fell on a number nine diamond necklace identical to the one you got Joe for Christmas. There was also a neatly folded orange jacket and a small white note. You picked up the note, a wide grin making its way onto your face as you saw Joes handwriting:

Your heart swelled as you read his sweet message. You set the note down on the bathroom counter and pulled the jacket out of the box. Your mouth gaped open as you held it up and looked over both sides. The jacket itself was orange, with the front saying Cincinnati in white block letters with a black outline. The sleeves had three large black stars on them, and on the back of the jacket was the number nine and Burrow, just like the back of Joe's jersey. Both his number and name in white lettering with black outline just like the front of the jacket.

"That is adorable!" Holly gushed as you held up the jacket. Emma nodded, her eyes welling up with tears as she looked at the jacket.

"That's not all," you said as you set the jacket down so you could hold up the necklace, "he got me a necklace to match his."

Macee placed her hands over her heart and gushed, "How sweet. Joe is such a great guy."

"He really is," you nodded, beaming with happiness as you looked at the jacket and necklace once again.

"Well, put them on girl!" Holly exclaimed, motioning for you to put the jacket on. You slid the jacket on and looked in the mirror, smiling widely as you took in your appearance.

"Here," Emma said, reaching for the necklace, "may I?"

You nodded and pulled your hair up with your hands so that Emma could put the chain of the diamond nine necklace around your neck. Once it was clasped you thanked her and let your hair back down.

"You look so beautiful," Macee smiled genuinely, "Joe is going to love it."

You smiled, "I hope so."

The four of you went back to getting yourselves ready for the game. As you continued styling your hair, your smile never once left my face and neither did the blush on your cheeks. You were so excited for the game, and you I couldn't wait to see Joe after the game. If the Bengals win, it’ll be a night full of celebrating.

~time skip~

"Section one-o-one, row seven..." You looked up from your ticket to find your seat. You glanced down the row of seats full of Bengals and Chiefs fans. About seven seats in from where you stood at the end of the row, an empty seat was next to a honey blonde haired woman wearing an orange Burrow jersey.

That must be Joe's mom. You thought to yourself. You took a deep breath and made your way over to them, excusing yourself as you walked past the seated fans. The movement of more fans filling the section around them caused Joe's parents to both look up as soon as you got close to their seats. Joe's mom grinned as her eyes fell on your standing figure. She jumped up from her seat and immediately pulled you into a tight embrace once you were close enough.

"Hi honey!" she smiled as she rubbed your back, "you must be Y/n?" She pulled away and held onto your forearms. You nodded, "That's me."

"Joe has told us so much about you," she smiled, "he was right when he said you were the most beautiful girl he's ever seen."

You blushed a deep shade of crimson. You don't think you’ve ever heard Joe say that before. "Awe, thank you Mrs. Burrow." you said, letting out a slight chuckle as you spoke.

"Please, call me Robin." She smiled as she moved out of the way so you could introduce yourself to Joes dad.

"Hi," he smiled, "I'm Jimmy."

"Y/n," you said, holding your hand out for him to shake. He shook his head and pulled you into a quick hug instead. Based on first impressions, Joes parents seemed super nice.

"It's nice to finally meet you Y/n. Joe told us all about you before he came home for Christmas," Jim said as he sat back down in his seat, Robin doing the same.

"We were hoping we'd get to meet you then, but Joe told us you had plans." Robin finished.

You sat down next to Robin and nodded, "My family from Arizona wasn't able to fly in, so I just stayed home and spent some time by myself and with some friends of ours."

Robin frowned, "Oh sweetie we would have loved to have you! I'm shocked Joe didn't invite you. If I had known you'd be by yourself I would have reached out to you."

You smiled sincerely, “Oh it's okay, really. He invited me, but, I didn't want to intrude on your family Christmas."

"Oh stop, we would have loved to have you. You seem like a wonderful girl, plus you make Joey happy." She smiled, reaching out for and squeezing your hand.

"I'm glad," you said, smiling sweetly, "because he makes me happy too."

Robins smile widened and as soon as she was about to say something, the stadium lights dimmed and the pre-game announcements began. You took a deep breath and looked out into the field. The game would be starting very soon. Your nerves were at their worst as the anticipation of game day was coming to an end. In just a matter of hours, Joe and the Bengals could be heading to the Super Bowl for the second season in a row. You really hope that is what the outcome of this game will be...

As the game went on, it was back and forth between the kickers for a while. Each team scoring a pair of field goals before any touchdowns were made. About three minutes before halftime, Travis Kelce caught a pass and ran it in for a Chiefs touchdown. The fans beside you and Joes parents went wild while your shoulders slumped in disappointment. However, with just seconds to go in the quarter, Evan kicked another field goal for the Bengals, making the score 6-13. You tried not to be too anxious about the score as Robin reassured you that they were down at halftime last season and still came back to win the game. You were hopeful that it would be the same way this year, too.

During halftime you sat and talked with Joes parents and got some pictures with fans—which was something you weren’t used to. But all of the fans around you, even the Chiefs fans, were all very friendly. As much as you love sitting with the girls during games, it was nice sitting with Joes parents. His mom is super sweet, and his dad is so fun to talk with. You truly don't know why you were so nervous to meet his parents, they're both so kind and welcoming, just like Joe.

"So Y/n," Robin said, turning to face you, "Joe told us a bit about how you two met, but I want to hear it from you."

You chuckled, "It's crazy."

"Oh we've heard," Jimmy said, chuckling as he too turned to face you.

You let out a soft sigh before you told them the story of how you and Joe met and became roommates. You told them all about the lease switch up and the two of you not being on great terms at first—which Robin thought was hilarious. You told them about your first game experience, your short "fling" with Evan, celebrating Christmas with Joe, and all of the breakfasts you’ve shared together. Most importantly though, you told them about when you first realized you’re in love with their son and how you started dating. You were sure to leave out all of the uh...details that led to your relationship starting though. His parents didn’t need to hear about that.

"A lot has changed in my life since September when I moved to Cincinnati, but I wouldn't change any of it. Being Joe's roommate is the best thing that could have happened to me. It funny but, I'll always be thankful our landlord gave me the wrong lease. Because If it weren't for the lease situation, I don't think I'd be sitting here right now." you finished, smiling softly.

Robin began to tear up as she listened to you end the story about you and Joe. She smiled softly and leaned over, wrapping her arms around you and squeezing you gently.

"Thank you. You've made him so happy sweetie. I haven't seen Joe this happy in a long time."

Jimmy nodded, smiling as he said, "She's right. Joe really does love you Y/n, he has for a while."

Robin pulled away, "It's true. He called me back in early December asking for advice on what to do. He loves you so much, and it makes me so happy to see that you love him as much as he loves you."

You smiled, "I do love him," you gazed out onto the field, seeing the Bengals players coming out of the locker room and back to the sideline. Your eyes fell on Joe and your smile widened, "a lot." You finished softly, blowing Joe a kiss as his blue eyes scanned the crowd. His eyes fell on you and a smile pulled at his lips. He tapped the upper left side of his chest twice and turned back around to get ready to take the field. The bright smile stayed on your face as you watched him take the field with his teammates. Robin and Jimmy beamed with joy as they both watched your sweet exchange. It’s safe to say Joe's parents are very happy with your relationship.

The second half of the game felt like it was going on forever. The scoring went back and forth, and with almost thirteen minutes left of the game, the Bengals were on 2 yard line, getting ready to run it in for their second touchdown of the game. Joe snapped the ball and handed it off to Samaje Perine, who ran into the end zone with ease. Robin, Jim and you all jumped out of your seats and cheered wildly, giving eachother high fives before doing the same to the Bengals fans around you. Evan kicked the extra point, bring the score to a tie of 20-20. If your nerves weren't bad earlier in the game, they definitely were now. There was still plenty of time for the guys to score again, but they are playing against the Chiefs, so it won't be easy to get many opportunities to score again.

The time ticked down and neither team was able to get far enough down the field to score. Both teams were struggling offensively, however, with almost ten seconds left of the game, the Chiefs had the ball and it was 3rd and 4. Mahomes snapped the ball and you held your breath as you watched Mahomes scramble. Not able to make a play, he ran out of bounds. As he ran out of bounds, a Bengals player ran into him, knocking him down on the sidelines. The refs threw their yellow flags instantly.

"Oh god," you frowned as your head fell. The flag was on Cincinnati. With ten seconds to play, the Chiefs had the ball with a new set of downs. “It's over isn't it?" you asked, voice laced with sorrow as you looked over at Robin. Her lips formed in a straight line and she nodded. You watched the ending of the game with your hands covering your mouth the entire time. The chiefs scored the game winning field goal, sending them off to play in Super Bowl 57. The Bengals season was now over.

Your heart broke as you watched Joe walk out onto the field to congratulate Mahomes and the rest of the Kansas City Chiefs. Joe and his teammates have worked so hard all season, pushing through all of adversity and slander from the media as they've been dubbed "the underdogs" of the playoffs. You and so many others wanted to see them succeed so bad. Sadly, they fell short.

"God they were so close," Jimmy breathed out, shaking his head.

Robin frowned, turning to you as she pulled you into a hug, "I'm sorry sweetie. Want to come with us to meet Joe before he heads to the locker room?"

You nodded, smiling sadly at them. You needed to see Joe, but you knew seeing his disappointment would only hurt your heart even more. Once the crowd of fans started to leave the stadium, the three of you made your way to the locker room, Joes mom wrapping an arm around your shoulder as you walked to the tunnel. You were stopped by security, but once you showed your badges to the officers they let the three of you through. You waited a couple minutes in silence, the air somber as players exited the locker room with their heads hung low and shoulders slumped in defeat. The door to the locker room swung open and Joe walked out in his pre-game outfit, holding his bags and looking at you all with a sad smile.

"Hey guys," he said softly, "sorry for making you come all this way."

Joe dropped his bags as Robin walked up to him and pulled him into a tight hug. She rubbed his back as he wrapped his arms around his mother, closing his eyes and nodding as she whispered something to him. When she pulled away from Joe, Jimmy took her place and pulled his son into a tight hug. He pat Joe on the back as he pulled away from him. Joe's eyes fell on you, his beautiful blues growing watery as he smiled sadly at you.

"Hey you," he whispered, gesturing for you to come over to him. You smiled softly and fell into his embrace. You squeezed him gently as you stayed in each others arms for a few moments.

"I'm so proud of you Joe," you said softly. You pulled yourself out of his embrace so that you could place a loving kiss to his temple. It broke my heart to see Joe this disappointed. You knew he was putting all of the blame on himself, even though this loss wasn’t his fault. He pulled way and smiled sadly at you, "Thanks," he mumbled softly. You rubbed his shoulder and stepped away so that he could speak with his parents again.

"We're going to head back to the hotel. We love you so much Joe," Robin said as she pulled him into another hug, "we're proud of you no matter what honey."

"Thanks mom. I love you."

She smiled and walked over to you, pulling you into a hug, "It was so good to meet you Y/n."

"It was good to meet you guys too." you smiled, squeezing her gently. Robin pulled away from you as you said one last goodbye to Jim. The two of them left the tunnel and exited the stadium, leaving you and Joe by yourselves.

You noticed Joe's red eyes and slumped shoulders as he wore a slight frown on his face. You grabbed his hand and squeezed it gently, "I love you Joe."

"I love you too," he said quietly, he let out a heavy sigh as he looked down at you, "will you stay with me tonight? We leave tomorrow morning to go back to Cincinnati."

You smiled softly, "Of course I will. Just send me the address."

"I will," he cleared his throat, "I have to do a press conference, so I'll meet you there."

"I can wait for-."

Joe cut you off, "It's okay. I'll see you later."

"Okay," you smiled sadly, "well, I love you."

"I love you too," he said, voice soft as tears threatened to spill over if he looked at you any longer. He leaned down and briefly kissed your lips before walking down the tunnel to the room he would be doing his press conference in. You let out a soft sigh as you turned around and exited the stadium, deciding to head to Joes hotel and wait for him to get back. You could only hope he'd start to feel better soon. This loss was really getting to him.

~time skip...again~

You were sitting on the edge of Joes bed, texting the girls group chat and thanking them once again for welcoming you into their group with open arms this season. They truly are a wonderful group of women and you already can't wait for game days with them next season. As you hit send, the door to the hotel room opened. Joe walked in and smiled softly at you as he locked the door behind him.

"Hey," you said, voice quiet, "how was your press conference."

Joe slipped his shoes off and shrugged, "Good as it could be I guess." His voice was a bit monotone as he spoke, clearly still upset over the loss.

You couldn’t help but frown slightly at his demeanor. You stood up from the bed and walked over to him. You grabbed his hand before wrapping your arms around his tall frame. Joe wrapped an arm around your upper back, letting his hand come up to rest on the back of your head. His fingers softly ran through the strands of your hair. You stayed in each others embrace for a few moments before Joe pulled away and looked down at you.

"I uh," he rubbed the back of his neck, "I'm going to go outside for a bit. Get some fresh air."

"Okay, do you want me to come with you?"

Joe shook his head, "I'm alright." With that, he walked out of the room and out to the balcony of his suite. You frowned as you looked out to where Joe was standing. His shoulders were slumped as he leaned against the black railing of the balcony, looking out at the lit up city of Kansas City. You pulled your lower lip between your teeth, contemplating whether or not you should go outside to be with him. You knew he was hurting and he needed to cope with this tough loss on his own at some point. But right now, you couldn't let him stay out there by himself as his thoughts of self criticism ran wild. You took a deep breath as you walked over to the sliding glass door, opening it so that you could go outside to be with Joe.

You walked up behind him, careful not to startle him. "Hey," you said softly, placing a hand on his broad shoulder. You wanted to comfort him the best you could. You knew how tough this loss was for him. They were so, so close. Joe looked up at you with a tight lipped smile. His face full of a look of defeat, chin quivering and those beautiful blue eyes were watery with unshed tears that were threatening to spill over at any moment.

You frowned and let out a soft and sorrowful, "Oh." You wrapped your arms around his torso, letting your hands rest on his pecs as you held him tightly. You placed a soft kiss to the middle of his back before resting your cheek against him. You heard Joe sniffle a couple times before his shoulders began to shake. Joe turned around in your embrace so he was facing you. He immediately pulled you into his arms and buried his face in the crook of your neck.

You sat both of you down on the furniture of the balcony, holding him close as he finally let out all of the emotions he'd been holding in since the game ended. You slowly ran your fingers through his messy hair, careful not to pull too hard on any strands of his dark blonde hair. Joes shoulders shook as you comforted him. The frown never leaving your face as you rubbed Joe's back and whispered sweet nothings to him. It broke your heart to see him this upset.

"I'm so proud of you," you whispered before placing a kiss on the crown of his head, "so, so proud."

After a couple minutes, Joes painful sobs turned into the occasional sniff. He pulled his head away from your chest and wiped his eyes.

"I'm sorry," he said, letting out a wet chuckle, "I got tears and snot all over you."

You brought your hand up to his check, stroking his tear stained cheeks. "It's okay honey," you smiled softly, "it's okay."

Joe nodded as a frown arose from his lips, "I don't know why, but this almost hurts worse than losing the super bowl."

Your frown deepened, your tone melancholy as you asked, "Why's that?"

He shrugged and took a deep, shaky breath, "We were just so close. I know I let everyone down. I let my teammates down, my coaches, the fans, my parents, you. I just wanted you to see us get there again. I wanted you to be there when I won my first Super Bowl, Y/n. And I failed at that."

"Oh Joey," you grabbed his hand and squeezed it gently, "you'd never let me down. I'm so proud of you, win or lose. You have worked so hard all season, it's amazing you guys got to this point. Don't let one game get to you. I know it's important to you," you sighed, "but you're going to get to this championship every year. I know you are. And yeah, maybe I didn't get to see you win your first Super Bowl this year, but you have so many years left to get your ring Joe." you brought his hand up to your mouth and placed a gentle kiss on one of the prominent veins in hand, "and I'll be at every single game, watching and rooting for you, win or lose. I will see you get your ring someday, Joe."

He smiled softly and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight embrace. You hugged him back, squeezing him just as tight as he squeezed you. You breathed in his scent, finding comfort in it even if the smell of sweat still lingered on him.

"Thank you, Y/n. I love you so much." He murmured softly, his voice just a little bit louder than a whisper.

"I love you too, Joe." you kissed his temple, "I'm proud of you no matter what, nine." The two of you pulled away from each other and you held up the number nine iced out necklace that was dangling from your neck. Joe smiled as he pulled the exact same chain out from under his white t-shirt.

"There's that smile," you teased, leaning forward to capture his lips in a sweet kiss. Joe smiled into the kiss and brought his hand up to gently cup you cheek. You pulled away from each other and just stared into each others eyes. You could tell from his dropped eyes that Joe still seemed a bit disappointed with the outcome of the game, but he did seem to be a little bit more upbeat after he had his moment. He leaned back on the couch of the balcony of the hotel room. He put his arm up on the back and gestured for you to join him. You sat back against the couch and tucked yourself into Joe's side. He brought his arm down from the couch and let it rest on your side.

"You know," Joe said, quietly, "I'm actually looking forward to the off-season. I think it'll be the best one yet."

"Yeah?" you asked, craning your neck to look up at him.

"You know why?" he questioned as his fingers began to delicately stroke the skin of your arm. You hummed, urging him to continue. Joe looked down at you and smiled softly, his blue eyes shining from the Kansas City moonlight.

"Because I get to spend all of it with you, Y/n."

A blush rose to your cheeks as you grinned happily at him and his confession. The two of you smiled softly at one another as you laid back and enjoyed the moment together out on the balcony of Joes Kansas City hotel room. As sad as you are that the Bengals season has come to an unfortunate end, you can't wait for all of the memories that you’ll be making with Joe during the off-season.

hey loves!!

WHEW so that was a long chapter, i got so carried away with this😅 also, i didn't proofread this chapter much, so i apologize for any mistakes

i’m also SO sorry for such a long wait with this update. i've been going through some writers block lately, plus i've been extremely busy with graduation stuff. thankfully, i've gotten through the writers block and graduation is over! i should be able to get the last few updates out much sooner now :)

i have four chapters left of this series! we're so close to the end, isn't that crazy? i already have the next two chapters completed, so now it's just a matter of posting them. i'll wait a couple days before i post the next chapter though!

i hope you are all doing well. thank you again for all of your love and support with this series🤍

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#joe burrow #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow x y/n #joe burrow x you #joe burrow fanfiction #welcome to the jungle

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taylortruther · 1 year ago

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i say this a lot but for me as a fan it was super important to realize that Taylor is gonna live a life and have a career independently of my wishes. This is such a basic concept but because a good amount of being a fan boils down to projection, one can lose sight of it (I sure know it happened to me at some point lmao!). Realizing that something not being what you WANT from an artist doesn't automatically make it bad is the next step. E.g. I don't personally love Taylor's intense hustle/grindset/20 remixes thing, but it is part of who she is as an artist (extremely ambitious) and I as a fan am not forced to listen to remixes. Similarly, I could say "mh i liked when she was more private" while acknowledging that this is absolutely not my call to make and that getting mad at Taylor for not bowing to my wishes is overbearing and invasive.

it is a basic concept but honestly, some people are REALLY bad at figuring this out. like, they think they know what projection is... but they have difficult seeing it in themselves. or rather, projection is bad when others do it, but when they do it, it's fine and normal and the Correct Thing to Believe.

anyway, it is a necessary reminder! taylor is her own person. we, as fans, don't need to love all her choices; and if we don't love them, we can also just step away instead of being FURIOUS at her. or lashing out at other fans, which is what tumblr swifties tend to do when they can't yell at taylor personally.

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pretentious-art-love · 1 month ago

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Comic Reviews #7 - Tokyo Ghoul:re

Tokyo Ghoul: re exceeded all of my expectations about it. I started reading the previous manga, Tokyo Ghoul, and I came to the conclusion it was not about the duality of being a ghoul or not, but the pain we inflict to others as humans, Tokyo Ghoul: re goes deeper into what the previous manga did and explores what it means to be an outcast, what it means to have no choice. This manga is important.

I will say, if you are an outcast, you will identify with Ghouls, and with this story, a lot. You might say “yeah but ghouls eat people.” Well, here is the thing: ghouls eat humans so they can survive, the author made this so everyone can feel it how it feels to have to hide your true self, regardless of who they are. By writing a story where murder is part of your reality, every reader will have to put themselves on the shoes of someone who can't give in to others’ beliefs, because if anyone gives out, that means death in the story, but you can extrapolate that to put you in the shoes when nobody can give up their points of view, their beliefs. If the story used anything less intense for its metaphor, people would say "why don't ghouls just stop doing that so they can be normal”, no friend, there is no normal here, that's why it works so well. Tokyo Ghoul:re is the apotheosis of living as an outcast, and I mean it.

My two personal examples, as an autistic person I make people uncomfortable in a lot lesser ways, when I am in a group and I keep messing up the mood of the convo and say something weird, it makes you think, huh this girl is odd, I wish she was more normal” But I can't!! Trying to be normal takes an effort, it is a toll in the soul. That's what you have to accept have to accept, the first manga made me think that if you come into the realization that your goals don’t align with others or that you are selfish, you have to suck that up, because they are your dreams, but the sequel showed what it means to have no other path for you to choose. I can't stop being autistic, I can't stop being trans or lesbian, and I mean it, by writing characters that kill not by choice but by necessity the story makes you confront what it means to have no choice, to know you will never be in the status quo.

Spoilers will follow now.

First, we get that disorienting new beginning that some anime and shows do, we get a new normal that is confusing and distracting, in the first manga we got in the shoes of an outcast and were told that the people in the system were wrong, but then in this manga we are brought back to being part of the system, we have the connection to the outcasts but now we also have people to root for on the inside and the outside. The story stops being about who should win, but about who is going to die.

There are a lot of bits and pieces that seem like part of a power fantasy at times, but the manga never follows them through. Remember in the first manga when Kaneki got super strong after being tortured? We never saw all the destruction he did first hand, just the consequences of it, like Touka getting disappointed in Kaneki for him trying to act as a hero. Here the same happens a lot, we get the amnesia trope, Kaneki loses his memories, and a duality between him and his new self, Sasaki, appears. You think, alright, I have seen this, shouldn’t Kaneki be the evil one and then go on a rampage and destroy all CCG investigators so Sasaki could say, “please don’t destroy them!!! they are my friends!” and then Kaneki would be like "my friends… are ghouls!” but the manga doesn’t take that cliched route, and it’s so good!

When Kaneki fights Eto you are all like “man, I ship them, they are both smiling, and they are like… you know, insulting each other, which in a way it means they are amused by each other, isn’t this the epitome of romantic tension between enemies?!” But at the end of the day not because they are both mentally ill means they are suited for each other, so the manga doesn’t follow through that idea either. It’s so good, it sometimes feels like the writer was all like “hell yeah I will make a story about me being strong and destroying everyone and mwhaha” but then they realized, every single time, that the worth is not in the suffering, the worth is in what we fight for. Every single time the manga could have taken a cliched power fantasy route, it always did something more humane, more realistic, and that’s another reason as to why I love it.

There is also a big, important part about the truths of systematic discrimination. The more the CCG created more ghoul-like soldiers the lines started to blur, and the revelation that it was handled by ghouls themselves also gives you a huge piece of the puzzle. You realize that it never was about stopping ghouls because in real life is neither about who is right or who is wrong, it never was about any of that.

It is all just a game of power dynamics, and it will always be.

The ending of the manga hints that the only thing that would make you join forces with the enemy is an even bigger threat, the apocalypse, probably, and even then, more power systems would eventually appear, because that’s… how does the saying go? Ah right… because we live in a society. Damn right, I said the thing.

There are so many characters I loved, but to keep it short I will just mention two, one that I liked for personal reasons, and other for aesthetic ones. Tokyo Ghoul: re also has a trans character, Toru, a trans guy. He's cool because being trans is a part of his backstory but not the whole character. When I read Tokyo Ghoul first, I liked the duality of being ghoul/being human because it mirrors me being transgender and not, so I like having a trans character acknowledged here, it feels neat. Yonebayashi is the other character I want to mention. She has an awesome vibe, like she has this tiredness all the time but she isn't like cynical or negative she's just aimless. She has these dead eyes all the time but it's not because she is mean or anything, she just lacks will but has a warm heart and that is so refreshing to see, like she is practically useless and you relate to her lack of will and she has this cute but tired cute and defeated smile like she's done with everything and everyone but she tries to smile it’s so awesome I love her. She turns motherly and cute down the line; she is amazing.

Tokyo Ghoul: re does not have the answer to give you a happy ending, even the final chapters show that not everything is perfect, and what you can do at most, is hope, but it will touch you deeply and make you see what it means to be outside of the herd. Of course, a lot of outcasts are terrible people, a lot of people will never fight with their nature and how they hurt others, others straight up enjoy it, the story is not about accepting this or about “well, folks will be folks” but about understanding about how pain shapes our lives and how it shouldn’t be rejected. There might be times when the manga might make you feel it romanticizes pain, but it doesn’t, at least, not just pain, but the entirety of existence itself (characters can, in fact, get stronger when they suffer, but this never makes them happier or more mature, it just makes them feel more miserable), it romanticizes the whole true of struggling as the symbol of being a sentient being, and I'm okay with that. In the review of the first manga I said that ghouls could probably be metaphors for selfish people, but here, I can see the whole picture, its not that ghouls are selfish people, but that there will be points in your life where you will have to think in yourself and accept the consequences that come from that.

This is everything Evangelion should have been too, it is incredibly better to have the message of struggle in the story itself, and not just in some obscure symbols and then the lyrics of a song. Everything Evangelion aimed for and failed at, Tokyo Ghoul:re achieved it, like seriously, it is not even funny. The whole “Hedgehog's dilemma” that was in one of the episode titles of that show? It is all here in the story, fully, no need for symbols, no need for silly stuff, no need for rebuilds, the story being so depressive as it is, succeeds at tell you why it might be worth to fight it, something Evangelion does NOT do.

Tokyo Ghoul:re is not a perfect manga. The world of Tokyo Ghoul is small, it is called Tokyo Ghoul, sure, but it never tells you what is of the ghouls of the rest of the world, I think only once, in the final chapter, there is a reference to ghouls outside Japan, which makes everything feel small. Sometimes I felt things went always too fast, like... I felt I found a new kind of normal, but then it was taken away from me, every time, although I guess the same can be said about life. A few of the monologues were a bit too on the nose, the tone was too on the nose sometimes (for example, the clowns keep playing the fool to stay sane sounds a bit silly). Tsukiyama was always to me a lame character I never found the worth on, he is just dumb, unlike Nimura Furuta, who also had certain comedic appeal on his persona but that felt like an actual person with true goals that affected the metaphor of the story in meaningful ways. I also felt there were too many characters at times, I confused a lot of the secondary ones, but I also have issues with my attention span that also affected that too. Can you believe I didn’t think Eto was the writer until the final volume when I asked someone about it? I still think some characters made me lose of the plot more. I could have liked more gore, like sure we saw the kagunes and quinques a lot but everything that could have been a human organ was basically depicted as a black goo in the ink of the manga, I mean I guess some people would prefer less gore and the story is not about the gore even when tone of the manga is fairly "edgy" always but still... everything else is so good though!

The message, the core, everything I felt it so vividly, so vividly, how many stories have touched the core of my being in so many levels? Not just transness, or just homosexuality, or just autism, or just depression, or ADHD, or simple places where I felt my needs affected other people’s needs, or simple fricking matters of taste in groups I am trying to fit in? As silly as it sounds, the sentence "the clowns keep playing the fool to stay sane" is incredibly on point, and down right awesome. Tokyo Ghoul:re depicts all of these issues at their core. To be an outcast, to be a reject, an outsider, an outlaw. How many stories have made me feel heard or seen in a world where everything about my existence is often a political point? How many stories have encompassed the entirety of my experience and told me “Yes, you are an outcast, but that doesn’t mean your search for meaning and your search for a place to be is invalid! Because… we are all looking for a meaning and we are going to end up hurting others! That is what it means to live! Don’t let the fact that you are not part of the system or the status quo stop you! Don’t let have people telling you are wrong and that we should all try to coexist with each other stop you! Because one day we will all be forgotten and what matters is the fact we choose how now!” I want to fight, I want to fight for something real, and I will hurt you if I have to, because I want to fight for what I believe in, for what I am and for my own existence. I won’t say that it’s not personal, because it is. I will fight even if I am still broken, if the people I love are broken, because I am here, and I am alive. You know what? Fuck it, it’s a 10.

10/10

#tokyo ghoul #manga #comic #book review #literature #drama #science fiction #anime and manga #ghouls #psychological manga #tokyo ghoul:re #kaneki ken #haise sasaki

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kafus · 1 month ago

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i realize the answer to this may be a person to person basis but is there a minimum degree of separation before an alter can be considered such? i've gotten a feeling of "wow its like theres a separate person in my head with me" more times than i can count but when i try to sort through it i end up wondering if the difference is enough for that to be the case. but im always scared to bring it up to anyone because i dont want to be disrespectful to anyone who actually does have have DID like yourself. from time to time i see you say the difference doesnt have to be something large or dramatic though & it makes me wonder. if this IS disrespectful im sincerely sorry

not disrespectful at all dw! take me with a grain of salt though this is a nuanced topic and i’m just one girl with DID and not a doctor

in my personal opinion, it can be really difficult to measure like… degree of alter separation even though obviously some amount of it is part of the diagnosis 😭 external aspects like changes in gender, name, voice, personality, can be really hard to measure especially by yourself, and also the severity of these changes may be hidden by DID being as covert as it is or fluctuate in intensity (especially with treatment/self discovery) so like TLDR; Generally i wouldn’t worry too much about trying to measure that sort of thing or compare to others too much, everyone is different

these days my alters are a lot less strikingly different from me than they used to be, they often share my name and appearance and stuff, there are exceptions (ayano especially) but these days i tend to recognize alters through my Symptoms which is a lot more reliable than like, Identity. tracking where i lose time/memory, acknowledging when i feel like i’ve lost executive control of myself (or regained it), my patterns of response to PTSD triggers, etc. like sometimes it’s still obvious by behavior (i have child alters that, well, act like children and distinctly feel like children in age) but the alter i was talking about earlier i realized was an alter due to my amnesia patterns around their posts and us actually getting into a (internally) verbal fight the other day when pushed by a Situation lol

all of this is not to say that exploring alter identity or how they may differ from you in personality etc isn’t useful or even rewarding! that is usually part of establishing communication with alters! just like. if you happen upon alters that aren’t super ultra different from you that doesn’t necessarily make them Not Alters. if you are experiencing symptoms that one has in relation to alters i would consider that to be a more important angle first and anything else can be figured out later

worth noting i am talking about all of this from a medical perspective/having DID perspective but if you want to identify as plural for whatever reason don’t let me stop you, i’m just not the one to ask about such matters as i am very strictly DID oriented for myself (because i, you know, have it)

#kiki was here #asks #anonymous #did posting

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becauseanders · 5 months ago

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Spread the self-love ❤️

ahhh hi thank you! (finally answering this!) 🖤

It Took the Night to Believe: chapterfic, complete, 100k. dragon age ii, anders/male hawke. pacific rim au. i am honestly really fucking proud of this fic, like i thought it was great even though it didn't do super well kudos-wise and i did notice that i definitely did lose readers as it went on. i truly have no idea why, this fic is fucking great. it's got angst, it's got comfort, it's got near death experiences, it's got fluff, it's got kaiju—what's not to love??

No Wound as Sharp as the Will of God: chapterfic, complete, 99k. dragon age ii, anders/female hawke. canonverse, post-da2. it took me seven years to post a second chapter of this and a total of eight years to finish it, and the whole time i was writing it after i picked it up again i was so unsure of it, but turns out i really like it. very heavy content, please do mind the tags. takes place while hawke is with the inquisition. anders positive, justice positive. a very intense, very deep, very affectionate friendship between anders and fenris is an extremely important part of the story. like, seriously, the platonic fenders is just as important as the romantic handers. a lot of angst, like so much angst, but the hurt/comfort is real. the b-plot pertains to my theory that justice cures anders of the taint. cole is there. the emotions are high and you can feel them strongly in the writing. again, be careful, but this is a good fic.

A Thing With Feathers Now, Elevate: one shot, 11k. dragon age: origins, alistair/female amell. canonverse, takes place over the course of da:o. this fic is a fucking masterpiece. another that didn't do well numbers-wise but this is easily one of the absolute best things i've ever written and is quite possibly one of the best fics on ao3. i am so fucking proud of this one. the prose, the metaphors, the handling of trauma, the found family—this one deserved way more love than it got. like, i'm serious, this fic is amazing.

It Means Tumult: chapterfic, wip, 349k (yes, you read that right). dragon age ii, anders/female hawke. modern au. okay, obviously i've got to mention this one. i have been working on this fic for eight years and i am very sorry to everyone who saw this go from updating multiple times a week and asking me how the fuck i write so fast to three years without a single update and then i think only one more in the past two years. i'm working on the penultimate chapter, i swear i am, i'm just super stuck right now. this fic is…this fic. i'm not going to lie, i don't really know if this is any longer some of my better writing, but the premise is fucking solid and i have been told more than once that it's clear this is a labor of love and that this is endearing. au where the obvious metaphors are made reality: the circles are psychiatric institutions and being mentally ill is a crime. a lot of angst, but a lot of love. pay no mind to how much better of a character and person aveline is when i write her. i also do admittedly use this fic to deal with my own demons frequently. an andrea gibson poem helped me write one chapter and i later got to tell them about it and they hugged me. this is also very heavily centered on music and has a lengthy soundtrack. please ignore the fact that when i first started writing this i used british english when i typed because i thought it looked better, as i had started doing as a teenager, which tbh i still kind of do but i also realized that's just fucking pretentious to do when you're american, and it was already so long by the time i stopped doing it that there was no way in hell i was going back to editing all of that (as i actually did do with nwasatwog). so that's just the way it is. but yeah, there's a lot of feelings happening here. also the only fic on this list that has an original title instead of song lyrics despite being the one with the most music involved, lol.

Through the Fall and the Feel: chapterfic, wip, 52k. dragon age ii, anders/male hawke. modern au. this is the one i'm working on most right because that's just where the brainworms are. hawke is a teddy bear doctor and anders goes to see him because instead of a pillow from his mother he has a stuffed cat, and she has seen much better days. this fic has a very wholesome premise but has gone into some pretty heavy angst already and i did not mean for eating disorders to be as important to the story as they have become, so be mindful of that. but this fic has a lot of heart and it's absolutely tanking, so if this piques your interest maybe go give it a look? this is also my second foray into m!handers and i am again having fun writing them. but yeah, i actually like this fic a lot and i do recommend it.

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Fanfiction Writing Asks! 4, 6, 7, 8, 24, 39, 42, 61 for "Save a horse, ride a cowboy", 63 for "Eden revives in the first kiss of love", 65 for "You are the ghost behind my eyes", 67 for "Learned to walk alone".

4. How do you choose which fics to write?

Usually, it's whichever characters or storyline is speaking louder in my head with actual complete sentences that I can then write down. Anymore, I pull up multiple WIPs at once and sometimes even bounce around between them if that's how they want to play. Otherwise, the one getting written on is usually the one with the louder characters/story.

6. What’s the last line you wrote?

From the untitled multi-ship Pride collabfic with @scottxlogan. I haven't finished my part yet, but this was the last bit I wrote last night before going to bed:

“Great! Then it’s all settled,” Tony crowed and hip-bumped both Bucky and Steve on either side of him. “Hey…Maguna, you and Laura come over here for a second,” he called out to the two little girls, who just barely heard him over the music they were still swaying and bouncing to.

7. Post a snippet from a wip.

From Too weird to live, too rare to die, a Justin Hammer/Loki canon divergent fic for @kleenexwoman

“Everyone thinks that?” Loki hummed low, his thoughts as veiled as his irises.

“No, hey...no no no. Loki, no. No one thinks that at all. I was...I was just fuckin’ with you,” Justin backpedaled. Out of instinct, he reached out, intending to pat Loki’s hand or something, just to calm and comfort him, but with his back to the door, his hands were just out of reach. So Justin’s hand fell onto Loki’s knee. Loki’s very bare knee as the trickster-prince had chosen, like Justin, to wear shorts on the almost five hour trek across the desert.

He was about to pull over. If Loki was still having some sort of crisis of friendship over his dumb quip, Justin would totally pull over to focus on fixing shit with his mission partner so they didn’t go pear-shaped from their goal.

Then Loki’s hand fell on top of Justin’s.

“You’re fine. And I know you were just fucking with me,” he replied, letting Justin off the hook. “I am well aware of where I stand with the Avengers now, and as such they consider me one of them. Oh dear, you really will need to get used to me, won’t you?”

It took a moment for Loki’s words to really wrap around Justin’s mind. First off, he was intensely focused on the road and keeping all possibility of crashing Tony’s pretty baby into a sign post or something. Second...well, second...

Loki’s hand is really warm. Like yeah, it’s super cool to the touch, too, but it’s warm. Or maybe I’m warm and he’s cool, but my stupid inconvenient attraction is making me warm, and I canNOT wreck this car holy fuck this mission is so important and are we even making good time?

Justin cleared his throat and shifted a little in the driver’s seat, hoping he didn’t look too much like he was fidgeting and nervous. His hand remained sandwiched between Loki’s thigh and his hand for three, four, five breaths longer before he felt the road breeze blow across it and realized that Loki had moved his hand away. When he glanced over, hoping that the guy wasn’t pissed at him – for what, he had no idea, but Justin had gotten so used to his day to day world being filled with people pissed off at him that he was always more surprised when they weren’t – but what he saw, namely Loki with his arms stretched up and his hands tucked behind his head like he was Tuggle Carpenter in Where the Boys Are, and yeah, Justin could be TV Thompson if asked just right.

Wait, did I lose the metaphor somewhere along the way?

Another burst of nervous chuckles tumbled out of Justin while he clutched the wheel again. They’d just made it out of Barstow without even noticing the city itself, though Justin had managed to keep to the proper speed limit.

“Once again, Loki, you’re right. I do need to get used to you. I kinda need to do that with everyone. Been running on first impressions and rumors and hearsay cuz I didn’t think any of you wanted me in your space,” he conceded, stepping on the gas a little more to push back up to highway limits.

“You hide from everyone first because you don’t expect them to take to you. To want you around,” Loki surmised.

“You do that when you first joined up? Though as I understand it, you were pretty banged up at first.”

8. Post an out-of-context spoiler from a wip.

From The House in the Mist, a Scogan Lovecraftian horror fic, spoiler:

Logan really just wants to set fire to all those weird fucking mushrooms - eyes? They have eyes?

24. How do you choose whose POV to write in?

Usually I don't choose a POV for most fics as the thoughts will bounce back and forth between characters, but like in the Justin/Loki fic I mentioned above, while it's that all seeing eye sort of POV, there's a lot of Justin's inner thoughts and dialogue, and that's just because he's the one pushing those thoughts out louder right now. So yeah, it's whomever is the loudest who gets their POV emphasized and when.

39. What’s your most self-indulgent wip?

I was about to say Too weird to live, too rare to die because I'm hammering the Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas references a little hard in certain areas (and I mean, how is it not utterly self-indulgent? I'm writing Justin/Loki ffs, and given that the only other person on the planet right now that ships them is @kleenexwoman not to mention that the relationship tag on AO3 only has my two fics in it so far), but the more I thought about it, I think my most self-indulgent WIP is Hemipheres, a Frostiron fic that is a huge fix-it for so many things. Or will be even further into it I get. And it's also self-indulgent because I'm taking my time with it, which has naturally gotten me a comment about abandoning the fic. *eyeroll*

42. What’s your favorite title that you’ve come up with?

Of titles that I actually came up with (and not just borrowed song lyrics or lines of poetry), there's two:

Never Piss Off a Telepath; Or How Logan Opened His Mouth and Said a Stupid Thing

and

The Deflowering of Ferret Face (my one and only M*A*S*H fanfic)

61. In Save a horse, ride a cowboy, what’s your favorite scene that you wrote?

A toss-up between Scene 3, where Loki (on Steve's request) rescues a stranded Bucky and Tony at an inopportune moment, and Scene +1 where Bucky and Tony finally get their uninterrupted time together.

63. What was the hardest part of writing Eden revives in the first kiss of love?

There wasn't really much that was hard to write in this one. I think I'd decided before I even started that Emma was going to have replaced Charles in helping Scott to run the school and that she'd be one of the first reveals (after trans Kit Pryde). No, this one was pretty smooth sailing from the start.

65. If you wrote a sequel to You are the ghost behind my eyes, what would happen in it?

I don't know. This would be a weird one to do a sequel to given that two of the main players are dead. Well, one of them was already dead and a ghost. But maybe the sequel would be Tony getting Steve to Valhalla where Loki and Nat are waiting for them, so it'd be a really self-indulgent fic of just one big sweet reunion between those four and maybe them gossiping on what everyone else is doing if they ever 'visit'. LOL

67. If a fic was titled "Learned to walk alone", what would this story be about/how would you write it?

This feels like a Frostiron fic with parallel views of Tony's early life and Loki's early life and where (while they obviously had some people in their lives helping them - Tony had Edwin and Ana Jarvis, and Loki had Frigga) they both had to learn to be self-reliant because the people they should've been able to lean on, to learn from, to have as guides (Howard, Maria, Odin, Thor, etc) were never there for them. But how that path they'd chosen to be self-reliant led them to each other where they could both rest, relax and trust and rely on each other.

Thanks for the asks!

Fanfiction Writing Asks.

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The time hath come! For a passionate post of one of my favorite series Demon Girl Next Door / Machikado Mazoku. (above image made by me)

Just wanna say right away that I adore this show and I am largely just bringing up positives. This is a gushing post that ended up being super long. And reminder that my writing isn’t meant to be all encompassing and describe the show in every detail. So if there’s something I mention about the show that intrigues you, you should check out the source material (and if I encouraged you to do that then I've succeeded!)! This will contain direct spoilers. I do not bring up every single aspect of the plot and characters, but I bring up many of them. Skip to the end if you just want to hear a short conclusion.

DGND is incredibly dense despite how simple it seems on the surface. This show is so much more than just goofy wholesome fun.

When it comes to stupid moe derpy characters, i think Shamiko is one of the best examples of this archetype. She has plenty of personality aside from that. Some stupid characters feel like they only exist to be stupid for gags. They genuinely don’t seem like they can function as a human being on their own, to the point of feeling like they could be offensive portrayals of mental retardation.

But Shamiko is well rounded. She is not JUST a character who is dumb. Her lack of smarts and common sense does actually have some explanation too. You learn that the curse on Shamiko’s family has a physical effect as well. Shamiko spent most of her childhood in intensive care at a hospital, her physical issues exacerbated by the curse. And Shamiko was not just taking on her portion of the curse, her soul had chosen to take on Ryo’s portion of the curse as well. Before she awakened to her demon heritage, she wasn’t even able to walk through her school without collapsing. She was not able to get a proper education very well before the start of the series. She had less opportunities than most to get normal experiences. She also had little capacity to be physically active, which gives more reason for her being pathetically weak than because the jokes of her being incapable demand it. This strength of writing just gets better as the series goes on because we see her develop into a character that is less incompetent and less physically weak. Rather than riding on these same failure jokes, we actually see Shamiko develop into a character who is capable. She manages to defeat a magical creature on her own, Sakura (the character who set up this whole town and is the most important non main character in the overall story) basically passes the torch of being the town’s caretaker on to her, she is the leader of the operation and successfully uses her abilities to remove Mikan’s curse and save Ugallu. She starts out the series as incompetent and capable of very little, being liked but looked down on by most of the cast. But she grows to be respected by everyone, to the point where Momo and Mikan eventually do consider themselves her “minions”. She truly grows from a dumb and unconfident little girl into a leader that very capable people like Momo and Mikan see as an equal. She grows mentally as well as physically. She gets access to more magical abilities, she gets less physically unwell, she gets more confident in herself.

Ryo is shown to be very smart, which makes sense in comparison to Shamiko because she was healthy enough to be in school. And she is not just naturally smart, she actually has the drive to be smarter as she wants to support her sister. Which you can say is her wanting to support Shamiko in return for how Shamiko took on her portion of the curse. Ryo stands out more than just the “smart child” archetype she fits into. DGND is filled with details that elevate even the minor characters into more than just archetypes.

Shamiko still has the motivation to win and get stronger, but she realizes intentionally hurting Momo or another magical girl isn’t the way she wants to go about it. And she doesn’t want Momo to hurt herself to get her the blood either. Especially when we learn from the accidental blood offering that the result of using blood to lift the curse permanently weakened Momo slightly. Which by reading into the subtext you realize means she lost mana, which according to the way they describe magical girls in this universe, is her entire existence. This is one specific example of how dark subject matter is present in the generally goofy and bubbly story.

I love Shamiko and Momo’s dynamic, it's the crux of this series and the appeal. Their “rivalry” quickly develops into basically being just a roleplay bit between the two. It changes from Shamiko wanting to physically beat Momo to effectively emotionally overtaking her. She wants to be respected by Momo and make Momo into her vassal. It still has the original intention of making Momo submit to her, but in a more intimate and consensual way. It doesn’t feel like the idea of defeating Momo in battle was forgotten, it feels like Shamiko’s goals and motivations naturally change.

You really buy into Shamiko and Momo’s friendship because we get so much time with them together. There are other characters who are important and get screen time, but Shaminomo is the focal point.

DGND is legitimately the only ship I care about in all of anime. Their personalities mesh so perfectly. Simplest way to describe them is tsundere x kuudere. I really want to put emphasis on me, someone who has never cared for shipping, am very into this ship. I live for cute fanart of them together. They have so many cute and funny interactions. The way their personalities flip on the stereotypes of a demon and magical girl are very good. Shamiko is incredibly pure, always wanting to help people and find a peaceful solution. On the other hand Momo is fairly dark in the way she thinks, being more conniving and directly confrontational when a situation comes up.

There’s so many situations where the series has very obvious romantic subtext. And I fully buy into it, it works so well. Its romantic af. I also think their dynamic is written very great because you don’t HAVE TO interpret their relationship as romantic. You can see it as just very close friends. Or you can see them as having a sisterly bond, having the report of both argumentative and caring similar to how I’ve heard people describe sisters. The idea of Momo’s (not blood relative) sister’s core literally being in Shamiko also lends some credence to this interpretation.

Do I think they’re gonna be in a romantic relationship by the end of this? Probably not. But that doesn’t necessarily mean this is trashy gay baiting. I think it being up to interpretation is fine when it’s backed up by good writing. And here it absolutely is. And even though I made the point that you could see it as unromantic, I just can’t lol. Just to give one example- Shamiko learns about the vassal contract (aka demon marriage) that her Mom and Dad went through and then immediately goes to Momo and says she should be her vassal. That scene has very obvious romantic intention and you cannot deny it. And this moment is not just some one-off thing to get the yuri fans going again, the idea of Momo becoming Shamiko's vassal is very important going forward from there.

I love these two so much as a couple. They have hilarious back and forths, their personalities mesh very well, we see their growing understanding of each other, they can be adorably possessive at times, there's is just so much endearing and charming about their dynamic. I finally understood how people who are super into a ship feel.

All of the characters are at least enjoyable in some way, but the heart of the show is the main duo. And the show never really tries to go against that. If you don’t ship Shamiko and Momo that's fine, but to me it never really presents anyone else as super shippable other than Mikan, and It's very clear that isn't something the show itself is pushing.

To quickly go on about other core characters- Lilith is really great, she is really cute and has a lot of funny jokes. And later on she ends up spending less time being the butt of jokes and is genuinely very helpful. Ryo is cute and her relationship with her sister is super wholesome, Mikan is really great and gets a lot of personality and more to do S2 onwards, Shamiko’s mom has some funny moments and has an interesting role, Anri is funny and a good goofball friend, Lico is a funny addition who grew on me a lot, Shirosawa has some funny moments and works as a straight man to Lico’s shenanigans (as well as being the only male character in the show), Sion was my least favorite at first but she also gets a lot to do later and gets more characterization than just “occult + science girl”.

DGND has a much larger and overarching story than most cute wholesome shows do. And it’s written very well. It seems like this would be a mostly episodic cute event of the week kind of story, but its got a heavy story and complete continuity. Story details are spread out well, dripped in between various normal moments in the show. There are constantly little hints being thrown around about the history and background elements. A lot of things that initially seem like just gags actually end up being relevant to a later scene or the overall story. There are a lot of visual details that end up being used later. The story resonates very strongly because the characters are deeply involved in it. A simple story for this simply could’ve been “an evil threat enters the peaceful town and Shamiko and crew need to stop it” with some random villain. Instead, everyone is relevant. Shamiko’s father is involved, Momo’s sister is involved, Shamiko being in the hospital is involved. The town and the characters in it really feel like they have history, and that history is very important to them and the story. And the story does have a lot of dark elements to it. I really like how this very positive and upbeat series has these serious and dark accents that help to balance it out. It makes it more engrossing. It's a very good mix of goofy with enough dark and dramatic elements to make you pause and think seriously about what is going on. The show manages to have plenty of simple episodic bits where it's just the characters being cute and having fun, but not too often or lacking little bits that remind you that there's a serious story and deeper issues. The story generally just continues being interesting and engaging, it never really dips. There are lots of mysteries that you really want to know the answers to.

One moment I like from episode 12 is when Shamiko, Momo and Lilith are talking about Shamiko becoming her vassal.

This just seems like a joke in the moment since they are calling out how Momo is much more like a Demon and should fall to darkness by becoming Shamiko's vassal. Later on this is exactly what happens, despite Momo declining becoming her vassal. But even if you did immediately think this is foreshadowing, when it does come back up it's not exactly how or when you would expect it. So, it's interesting and surprising whether you assumed its foreshadowing or not. This is just one of many moments and a more direct one where something you expect to just be a joke ends up being an important detail later that gets revisited.

A truly unique aspect of the town is how demons and magical girls are set up to not interact with each other. That is in order to apparently keep the peace. Shamiko is able to transcend this because she has Sakura’s core. So she is the only one who can unite all the magical people in the town in order to figure things out and protect the town. I really like this detail.

To compare DGND to another one of my favorite series, the town of DGND feels similar to Morioh of Jojo part 4. Over time we spend so much time getting to know different places and people in it that it grows into a place that you can believe exists. You see all the moving parts and areas that make it function. You can imagine where people go and what they do outside of what's directly on screen. This is what is required to make a fully realized setting, and as a result makes the story very engrossing. Reaching this should be the main goal of a series that has a static setting, and I feel both these shows excel at this.

There is so much well written slow growth in the series. Shamiko and Momo opening up to each other, Shamiko growing more capable, Lilith being able to interact more, the characters learning about the history of the town. It's very satisfying and feels natural. Its distributed very well.

Where many stories rely on big lore dumps, DGND never has this problem because of how well details are parceled throughout the series. Momo starts out as a very taciturn character you don’t know much about. Momo never goes on some long rant about her entire sad backstory in one moment. That isn’t necessary because if you pay attention during the dialogue, you can get all of it in a more natural way. As it comes out organically through her conversations with Shamiko and other characters and when the story actually demands that information. She doesn’t need to directly say that she is depressed because you can figure that out from how she talks and acts in little moments. She doesn’t need to directly say why she is not an active magical girl anymore because you can figure out that bad things went down from little moments in her conversations. The writing is not lazy and does not treat the viewer like they are dumb. It gives you the opportunity to speculate and figure things out yourself, then later when it makes sense for the characters to be direct, they clarify things.

Putting great writing aside for just a moment, DGND is SO CUTE AND WHOLESOME. So many moments of the characters just getting along and having fun together that are super endearing. This show is just so charming and makes you smile.

DGND is also very funny. Shamiko and Momo’s report is hilarious, especially at the beginning when they’re more at odds. There’s lots of silly weird gags, like puns and random goofy things. All over you can see little visual gags, like text on an object or a goofy item. DGND has a openly goofy tone that it presents confidently. One recurring joke that's really funny is how all the normal people react tamely to all the magical stuff that goes on. There’s a good mix of different kinds of jokes. There are also lots of gags parodying magical girls. I mentioned how I like how it has the negative perspective of magical girls to balance the positive aspects. The show continues to be very balanced by having magical girl parody as well as unironically cool magical girl things (mainly the transformations). It does its silly moments in good ways. Its goofy but doesn’t do it too much and make it feel like its random just for the sake of it. The anime mixes goofiness and story perfectly. I love the tone of this series so much.

There isn’t exactly a ton of serious life messages, but there’s nice stuff about societal expectations and getting along with people. When it comes to the magical society, it's very clearly anti segregation and anti-stereotyping based on race.

This show has the philosophy of “finding joy in the little things” that you see a lot in Japanese media. Such as the very poor Shamiko family still remaining happy. I’ve always vibed with this perspective and like how it's portrayed here.

DGND is not the best-looking show visually in the animation department, but it is great where it matters, and the weaker parts are often played as a strength. The art is generally very good but the animation is very limited. But especially in season 1 the limited visuals are played very well. Whether it's the magical transformations still looking very good or using limited animation to do funny gags (like the EEEHHH gif you probably saw even if you did not watch the show when it first came out where they just wiggle around the static image). Imo the limited animation really doesn’t hurt the viewing experience. And it gets better in S2. All the magical transformations are really good. I think the coloring in particular for the anime are very nice.

And there’s one visual aspect of DGND that takes a lot of extra effort, which is the character designs. One visually distinct thing that elevates DGND above a lot of anime is the number of outfits the main characters have. It adds so much more personality. They feel so much more alive because it feels like they actually have a closet full of clothes. There is so much more effort put into the character design. So many series just have the characters in a singular outfit 99% of the time. Which is understandable because that's easier to draw and replicate. But it can make them feel more like a character that only exists for that singular thing. Characters only shown in combat outfits are hard to imagine in another scenario when they aren't on the battlefield. With school uniforms it's hard to imagine then without them. But with DGND the number of outfits we get for the characters make it easier to imagine them in a variety of situations. They feel like they have lives because they have all the outfits they would for people who have normal lives. Sometimes shows feel like time stops in between what we as the audience see, like the characters don’t have lives outside of what we see. But DGND in multiple ways avoids this issue due to its character designs and other details. This is an incredibly important point to me. I absolutely love this aspect of the show and wish more shows did this. I have a lot more respect for the art of the show because of this point.

Another character design aspect that is done very well is Shamiko’s tail. Her tail is incredibly expressive and constantly moving and changing. It portrays a lot of her emotions and is a thing for us and also the characters in the show to react to. I love the characters, primarily Momo, reacting to Shamiko’s tail expressions. It really shows how Momo pays attention to Shamiko and makes the characters feel like they have more spacial awareness. Bring that up because I feel sometimes shows can make characters appear to only see or hear what the writing allows them to in a questionable way. Verbal example of this is when a character says half a sentence before getting cut off, and everyone acts like they heard nothing at all. The anime portrays the tail well, and further makes Shamiko a very expressive and an interesting character to watch. Which is very important for a main character.

While there can be limited animation it still succeeds at making the characters be very expressive. There are lots of great faces.

I also like all of the openings and endings. One thing nice about them is that they don’t directly spoil anything like many openings tend to but do have little things that can make you go “oh i know what that creature is” or “I get that now!”.

Now to the sound design, which is immaculate. The anime has the best sound effects of anything I’ve watched. There are so many great goofy sound effects that add to the character's reactions. My favorite has to be the train whistle toy used when Shamiko or Lilith is angry. The sound effects further add to how expressive the characters feel. The creators clearly had a ton of fun doing the sound design and it comes through. A fun goofy soundtrack for a fun and goofy show.

The music is also very good as a whole. I usually don’t pay a ton of attention to background music but I’m obsessed with DGND so I do here. I think the BGM fits well with the setting. They sound very magical and fantastical while also sounding modern. It's very peppy and can get high energy with Shamiko’s strong reactions, while also being very low during the slower moments. And sad when it needs to. I’m not great at describing good music since I’m not a huge fan of music, so I’ll just say it's far above average in my opinion. My favorite track is probably Shamiko’s transformation theme.

The voice acting (just talking about the Japanese voice actors, i haven’t seen a lot of the eng dub) is super good. Of course, Konomi Kohara is absolutely amazing as Shamiko. She is the master of cute anime girl noises and gives so much energy in her performance. She brings out Shamiko’s wide range of emotions and mannerisms extremely well. Momo’s voice acting is also extremely good, the soft but dull voice perfectly fits Momo’s character. All around the voice acting is excellent but the main two really have their personalities on full display from the voice acting.

When it comes to anime vs manga, I do like the manga. But the voice acting, soundtrack and anime additions add so much for me. I have to recommend the anime over the manga. But if you are more sensitive to the anime girl noises type of thing and find it annoying, you will likely enjoy the manga more.

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Each individual aspect of the show is strong. The characters and the world are very dense and endearing with great drama and emotion behind them. If you are into light romances, you will very much adore the sweet relationship between Shamiko and Momo. If you enjoy light fantasy then I feel DGND provides a unique world with interesting interpretation of magical girls and demons. If you just like comedies, DGND will keep you laughing constantly with its silly gags. If you enjoy a detailed story that builds over time, you should greatly enjoy the story here. If you just want girls doing cute and wholesome things there’s plenty of it. I really do recommend this series to anyone.

I absolutely adore this series, it's very close to my heart. It’s in my top favorites and I consider it my comfort show. Fanart of DGND never fails to make me feel a little happier. I love this goofy world and its endearing characters. I love the complex and constantly developing story. I love the wholesomeness with dark flavors behind it.

I had a ton of fun writing this one! It brought me a lot of joy getting back into the nitty gritty of this series. I wrote a ton for this and spent way more time on it than my other posts so far. Hopefully it wasn’t too much messier than the others in terms of formatting, separation etc. It’s so long and I didn’t want to spend a ton more time just doing minor edits lol. But I truly did put a lot into this one, it deserves it! I really tried to put down anything I thought of well and remove very little. I could go on even more if I let myself, but I do not want to force it and have this take a long time. I've written enough, I'm satisfied.

Also if you want to hear more gushing about this show and get that episode by episode, I highly recommend Anime Slushie’s YouTube videos on DGND. I like their discussions on the show. And re-listening to them helped me to get the writing juices flowing. If we get a season 3 you better believe I’ll be doing episode by episode posts where I go into detail on everything.

I want to end this by wishing the absolute best to Izumo Ito, the author of DGND who has been combating health issues. Thank you for all your hard work on this amazing series! Thanks for reading! Please check out Demon Girl Next Door / Machikado Mazoku! And please give us season 3.

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