#and how theyre going to wait until its been out a while before playing it

[edelgarfield]

"i don't want to make anyone who's excited feel bad but—"

then don't. whatever you're about to say just don't. let people have fun. why are you so annoyed by people feeling joy. what do you gain out of reminding ppl how much you hate something every time it's brought up.

[arcane-axolotl]

While Im drinking water and waiting for my bladder to fill I might as well so another story time because it seems like those are really liked from me

Lets seeee…. how about the time I wet myself thanks to traffic.

(Wearing these dark grey skinny jeans, letting you all know because I know the choice of apparel is important for these stories)

One day I was just driving along, I had some stuff to drink before I left home like, I think it was large coffee. So basically I’m driving, on my way to get some groceries because eating is kinda essential to surviving, shocker I know.

So Im driving, get to a walmart, and by the time I’m out of my car I kind of need to pee. The walmart closest to my place is like twenty-ish minutes away so its not a short drive.

I ignore it, I dont have to go that bad and if anything I can just go use the public bathrooms, I wasn’t really down for a hold today. I begin my shopping, getting some food, snacks, drinks, whatever. I pick myself up an orange fanta for the trip home, this was a mistake on my part.

Im shopping, then huh… I need to pee, its pressuring on my bladder so I stop by the public bathrooms and kind of stare at the doors for a while…

Now idk if I’ve mentioned before but I’m kinda shy when it comes to public bathrooms, plus theyre often just reaaally gross…

I make the mistake of deciding not to go right then and there because I dont really have to go that bad, I’m almost done shopping, I can hold it for another twentyish minutes. So I leave, pay for my things, and head back to my car drinking that fanta I mentioned earlier.

I hop into the car, and get moving, still sipping on that fanta until its empty because it was hot outside which made the inside of my car an OVEN until the A/C could cool it down.

Im driving for a little while them suddenly, a huuuge block up line of traffic… huh when did that happen?

So I’m sitting there stuck in BARELY moving traffic, starting to squirm because I THOUGHT i’d just be holding it for another twenty minutes… and apparently traffic decided against that.

Remember how I was wearing skinny jeans? Then if anyone else knows how they are, considering I’m sitting down, the waistband is just digging into my bladder.

Like twenty minutes pass, I WOULDVE BEEN HOME BY NOW but nope. At this point I’m like.. shit, I really need to pee. I can see the cause of traffic in the distance, a car crash so everyone was being forced to pool into one lane near a traffic light… fun…

I’m sitting there, squirming, shifting, fidgeting because I REALLY need to pee now, and i was REAAALLY regretting drinking that fanta. The traffic was so god damn slow, it took maybe half an hour of holding before I passed the crash site and got into clear traffic but it didnt matter at that point, I had to PEE IMMEDIATELY.

I was torn between driving with one hand in my crotch or both hands on the wheel, I opted for the safer option because I was a responsible driver but it was torture.

I wasn’t gonna make it if I tried to get home first, I pulled into the nearest gas station, parked my car and just as I stood up my bladder spasmed and I started wetting myself right there beside my car.

I WAS IN SHOCK, I stood there motionless aside from my shaking now wet legs for a good minute as my bladder emptied itself before really quickly taking off my jacket and placing it atop the driver seat and promptly getting back in my car and driving home. I dont remember if anyone saw my accident but if they did then SHIT.

When i reached my dorm building i had to somewhat cover my now wet jeans with my also wet jacket from sitting on top of it. I had to awkwardly sprint by hoping no one was around to see my pants. LUCKILY no one was outside in the hall. I bolted into my dorm and into the bathroom, counting my prayers as I got inside and my roomie being too busy playing a game to care that I was back or not.

After a quick shower and laundry cleaning, I got re-dressed and got all the groceries I left in my car -3-

Aaanyways, storytime done. Im going to continue drinking~

[realtidepod]

i want to hear about the dirkjohn mpreg. how long does dirk wait before telling john. whats their relationship like before and after the mpreg. what dumbfuck name do they give their baby

HEEEELLLOOOOO ANON!!!! i am oh so happy about your inquiry. inquirIES even. (hella long post incoming)

this is such a fun and also unreasonably hard collection of questions to answer because we have like……. so so so many different dirkjohns we play around with like little barbie dolls in our spare time that its difficult to pick just ONE set of them to talk abt. ESPECIALLY when it comes to mpreg cause its literally like we have a dirkjohn that has this kid, a dirkjohn that has THIS kid, and a dirkjohn that has that kid!

id love to talk about All of them in This Post but 1 oh my god that would take forever and 2 i would definitely remember something wrong and that would haunt me FOR….. EVER…. so i think just for easiness sake (and my own) i will just go with dear sweet little casey for now because i know we have DEFINITELY given her the most love and attention compared to the others . unintentionally i swear. we just love her a lot <3

i guess with all that being said im accidentally going backwards in answering these LMAO the dumbfuck name they give their baby is actually somehow not THAT dumbfuck of name to give a baby at all as it turns out! maybe thats just because we dont really love giving dirkjohn kids these Really Out There names to be honest. we see that as more of a jakedavekat thing than a dirkjohn thing. dirkjohn are Serious about this baby thing. and believe me. that baby. Is a Thing.

as for their relationship BEFORE the mpreg… well…… theyer in looooovvveeee. la dee dee la dee da they are just . so happy. so happy and so in love. a typical day for them is literally wake up, cuddle, kiss, eventually get up and john makes them coffee and then breakfast. they eat and john reads the fuckin NEWSPAPER of all things after while dirk does the dishes <3 and THEN they watch tv.they watch tv for a whiiiiile until either Fuck Nothing is on or they remember heeeey. they have errands or chores to do. errands is an always john thing or an always do together thing, but never JUST a dirk thing. he does not like going to places by himself and john Obviously isnt going to make him. chores however are anyones game, but they do have a system of who does what like each week or each day because thats GROSS and theyre in LOVE. have i said that theyre in love yet btw i think i have!!!!!!!!!!!!!

after that its the evening time Free For All where they could get into Anything before its time for dinner. on MOST days this time is just hobby time for both of them really. dirk works on some little something in the garage, john looks up more recipes to try, they fuck, then they have dinner! it’s great! after they get ready for bed they either watch a little more tv before hitting the hay, or john reads a book with dirk cuddled up next to him for a little. thats very important. very important, and very mundane. in a good way of course.

john really thrives off of mundane i think, and dirk does too, albeit in his own slightly different dirk way. routine is good for them, and it can be pretty tough when that routine is poof. down the shitter and well . its really needless to say that said their routine goes a Biiiiit fucking haywire when they find out the reason dirks been throwing up and just generally Feeling like Shit is because he is somehow Pregnant.

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ok hi its Pod on the mic (the other one) to answer the last question because Tide is honk shooooo ok ANYWAY. thank you for the ask anon <3. to answer the last question!! the After mpreg. it’s worth noting that this is the work of ult dirk, so, do what you will with that information. that’s a whole other can of worms that is worthy of its own post (or like 100k+ word fic that will probably be perpetually in the works, but you didn’t hear that from me)

during The Mpreg dirk’s pretty stressed and confused because why is this happening. he has a whole dick and balls. but as they say. things will Always Keep Happening. john kinda stops questioning the how after a while and tries to have a more positive outlook on it, which soothes dirks mind a little but goddamn it is a Rough pregnancy for him. he goes through it and john is supporting him 110%, and even makes sure to keep it on the downlow among their friends since dirk Really doesn’t want anyone to see him while he’s sick almost every other day.

once their little Thing is born they go with the excuse of ectobiology, and let me tell you it was Very difficult to hide for the last few months.

as mentioned dirk was really anxious, specifically about being a parent in general, but luckily for him john was and is more than supportive about assuring him he is and that just because some version of him wasn’t a good one doesn’t mean he, himself, in this current time, doesn’t have any potential to be. it eased dirks mind a little, but it didn’t really set in until he was holding her in his arms. kind of like an instant familial switch flipped on in his brain. to “lock in” (sorry never using this terminology again i’m too old for that)

they have a girl! her name is casey. yes, after the girl from con air. yes, after the salamander. it was difficult for them to come to an agreement on the name, especially with john’s connection to it, having lost casey the salamander due to health complications years prior. in a way it was john coming to terms with his grief, even if it’s a little selfish, but despite the sad memories it reminds him of what it was like when he was a caregiver alongside dirk. plus he just likes the name casey. at the bottom of this post we have a sprite and doodle of her <3

they are very happy with their little family of 3, still have no idea how it happened, but are very glad it happened

if you know what her shirt symbol is a reference to (hint hint loading screen of a 2004 video game) you are officially vip member of the blog realtidepod where you get absolutely nothing except SUPER COOL GUY status. thank you for the ask anon, sorry for the lengthy reply lmao, we love dirkjohn a lot <3

[fluentmoviequoter]

hello ! could you maybe wrote a dalton x fem reader were its really fluffy and theyre just really in love ?

xoxo

Of course! I hope this is along the lines of what you wanted! Have some fluffy, soft, touchy, so in love he can't explain it Dalton! Enjoy! :)

Warnings: there's just so much fluff, 1.2k+ words

Rom-Com Dreams

“I don’t understand why we only have a week to do this project,” one of your classmates complains as you exit the classroom. “This is at least two weeks’ worth of work.”

“I agree,” another classmate says before turning to you. “What do you think?”

“I,” you begin, then see someone much more interesting, “have to go.”

“And we lost her,” your classmates say together as they watch you run down the stairs.

“Dalton!” you exclaim as you wrap your arms around his shoulders. “I missed you.”

“I missed you,” he repeats, his arms wrapped firmly around your waist. “What do you want to do?”

“Anything. As long as it’s with you.”

You release your interlocked hands and let them fall to your sides, smiling as Dalton keeps one arm around your waist to lead you through the crowd of students. Once you reach a less-populated area, Dalton stops walking and twirls you around to face him.

“I have an idea,” he states as he drops his forehead to yours, his hands holding your waist as your hands lay on his.

“I’m in.”

“You don’t even know what it is.”

You shrug and smile before asking, “Does it involve me and you?” Dalton nods, so you explain, “Then I’m in.”

Dalton shakes his head softly and pulls you closer. “I love you.”

“Even when I accidentally trip over you because you went into the Further while laying directly in front of your door?”

“Especially then.”

Dalton nudges you forward, his arm finding its place on your waist as you continue walking toward his dorm. He tells you that his idea will only work once the sun goes down, so you happily agree to wait until then in his dorm. The safety and privacy of his dorm have been a safe haven for both of you since college started.

Entering his room, Dalton kicks the door closed behind him and watches in awe as you move comfortably around his space, placing your things in the usual spot before helping yourself to a sweatshirt he left lying on his chair. You move his pillows and then lay down, holding your arms out toward him as thunder sounds in the distance.

“I don’t have a book, so you’ll have to do,” you say as you make grabby hands.

He kicks his shoes off and puts them away, something he never did before you started spending so much time in his dorm, and lays down beside you. The twin bed is a tight fit for both of you, but you’ve managed to learn the perfect way to make it work. Today, you’re laying against the wall, propped up slightly, as Dalton tangles his legs with yours, wraps his arms around your waist, and lays his head on your chest. Once he is in his favorite spot in the world, you wrap your arms around him and play with his hair, letting the sounds of the far-away storm settle over you. Dalton nuzzles his head closer to you, briefly wondering what his dad or brother would say if they walked in right now before realizing he doesn’t care.

“Will your idea still work if it’s raining?” you ask as lightning makes itself visible outside.

“It’ll be better,” Dalton says into the skin of your neck.

Your hands move down and you begin scratching his back, stilling when he mumbles something then rolls away from you slightly.

“We have to stop. I’m going to fall asleep and I can't miss my plan.” He ends his statement with a yawn.

You smile at him and roll onto your side so that you’re facing each other, mere inches separating you.

“How was your day?” you ask.

“Pretty good. Professor Armagan said the project I turned in last week was my best work yet.”

“That’s amazing, Dalton! Was that the inspiration assignment?”

Dalton can’t stop himself from kissing you when you remember such a small detail. As he pulls back, he smiles and moves his hand into the dip of your waist. You’re convinced the spot was made specifically to fit Dalton’s hand.

“Yeah, that’s the one.”

“What was your inspiration? I didn’t get to see that one.”

“It was a park at night,” Dalton explains. “Inspired by you and the night we met.”

You laugh, then stop abruptly at the look in Dalton’s eyes. “Really?”

He nods and this time you’re the one to initiate the kiss.

“I love you,” you whisper.

“I love you,” he responds. He picks his head up and looks out the window before standing and extending a hand to help you up. “It’s time, let’s go.”

You take his hand and stand, removing his sweatshirt and replacing your shoes as he gets ready behind you.

“Leave your stuff, we’ll come back after,” he says as he opens the door for you.

He leads you outside and onto a sidewalk, telling you that walking through the light rain will be worth it. You follow him down a few different paths before arriving at the park where you first met, the rain growing heavier.

“Dalton?” you ask, turning to face him.

“Let’s make some romcom dreams come true,” he answers, a hand extended to you.

You smile and take his hand, laughing as he twirls you and pulls you close, his other hand finding your waist again. As your hand raises to Dalton’s shoulder, he sways you slowly, the rest of the world fading away. Dalton twirls you again, dipping you down quickly before bringing you up and pressing his lips to yours. You push your fingers into his hair and pull yourself closer until you're leaning against Dalton as you kiss him. The kiss is slow and wet with rainwater, but it communicates everything you feel and want to say, even what hasn’t been spoken yet. When Dalton breaks the kiss and leans his forehead against yours, you feel more in love than ever before.

“Thank you, Dalton,” you whisper, letting him sway you again.

“You’re the love of my life, and you deserve to feel like it,” he says, honesty and reverence audible in his words and tangible in his actions. “I love you more than I could ever explain.”

“You have no idea how special you make me feel. I love you, and I want to spend the rest of my life showing you.”

Dalton pulls you into one more quick kiss and then leads you back toward the path.

“I have hot chocolate and dry clothes in my dorm, unless you need to go home now,” Dalton says as he guides you.

“That sounds perfect.”

As you’re lying in Dalton’s arms, wearing his sweatshirt so you’re warm and dry, you can’t remove the smile from your face.

“Dalton?” He hums against the crown of your head so you continue.

“Thank you for making my romcom dreams come true. You’re my future, and I wouldn’t trade these memories with you for the world.”

“That was just one romcom dream, wait ‘til next week.”

“What’s next?”

“Forever,” Dalton answers, raising his arm as you turn in his grasp to kiss him.

The movie is long forgotten as you revel in your own movie-worthy romance. Your love for Dalton is visible to anyone who looks, but the private moments like this make you love him even more.

[dwritesit]

this was supposed to be just a ramble about t4t phantom dew scissoring but it turned into a whole. thing.

unedited, i just wrote this on my breaks at work today lol

tags?: trans ghouls, cunt/pussy/clit/dick/tit used to describe their anatomy, scissoring, puppy as a petname, looots of petnames for tommy

word count: 3244

read under the cut!

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dew coming back from a trip, an errand that ifrit used to take care of and is now dews responsibility. he's tired, pent up from having to go alone, and he misses his mates so much that it drags at him - but its late when he arrives at the abbey so he knows he's going to have to wait until morning for any sort of pack cuddles or... more than that.

he heads right for his room, fumbling to balance all of his belongings while he pushes the door open, and he's met with the most delectable sight.

he nearly drops his bags when the scent hits him like a punch to the nose. lavender and mint, electric on his taste buds as his tongue darts out to lick his lips. the scent burrows into dews gut, quickly burning into heated desire as sweet whimpers tickle his ears.

"what's this, puppy?" dew will ask, slowly setting his things down.

phantom whines at the name, his hips still thrusting against the pillow like an invisible force is moving them. the quintessence ghoul’s cheeks are blotchy, hes been crying, wailing as he gets close to the edge but can never reach the finish line. he didnt register dew at first, so lost in his heat, in the sensation of dews pillow against his little dick, but as soon as he realizes dew is there, the fire ghouls name is flying off his tongue like a reverence.

dew takes in the sight before him. phantom, bare as the day he was summoned, his lilac and white patched skin glinting with sweat. his plush lips were swollen, they looked bitten, chewed with worry as the poor ghoul tried desperately to catch his release and was met only with more need. dark hair, streaked with white at the front was a mess, poking out in all different directions. what really caught dew was phantoms eyes. how his furrowed brow scrunches and precious tears continue to tumble down his soft cheeks as the fire ghoul stares at him.

"please," phantom says shakily. his hips slow, and dews breath catches in his chest as he admires the large, dark patch on his off-white pillowcase. it wont come out, he already knows, its going to smell of the quint ghoul's desire for him until theyre long gone from the earth. dew doesnt care. he plans to shove his face in the pillow after the night is over and breathe it in while he touches himself.

it burns through him, lust, need, want, desperation. like he's pulling phantom's emotions off his shoulders and adding them to his own. it makes him feel lighter, and he wants to pounce and ravage and take the sweet ghoul apart, to make him cry. equally, it fills him with warmth. with passion, love, makes him feel gooey inside to find one of his mates waiting for him like this - that phantom had missed dew just as he had missed him.

so he moves slowly. though his quickly stiffening clit spasms in his boxers. he takes his time, keeping eye contact with phantom, who is beginning to look more curious than distraught, as dew sits down on a bench across from the bed to untie his boots.

phantom stills himself, watching the fire ghoul, waiting for instructions and dew knows it. the room is quiet, and dew also knows how the other ghoul tends to squirm against the lack of rules. hed be desperate to know what sort of game dew is about to play - maybe he will be patient and wait for dew to tell him what is going to happen, or-

"im sorry," it's almost a whisper, voice coarse probably from crying. it makes dew wonder why none of the other ghouls had gotten to the room first, they must have heard the shouts of pleasure throughout the entire hallway lined with their separate bedrooms.

dew clicks his tongue as he slides one boot off and then moves to the other, taking his eyes away from phantom to focus on his task. there was a wet patch spreading through his own underwear, making his fingers shake against the strings. he cant wait to take phantom apart.

"sorry for what, baby boy?"

phantom whines, "your pillow, dewy. i ruined your pillow."

the other boot comes off and hits the floor with a loud thud. dews tail flicks at the nickname he only allows this puppy to use.

"that's okay, you didn't do anything wrong. its just a pillow," dew says as he stands. he shucks off his jacket and tosses it over a chair, but leaves the rest of his clothes on as he approaches the bed. he watches phantoms eyes flick up and down his body, a silent question as to whether or not dew planned to stay clothed. dew doesn't answer it.

"why didn't you ask one of the others to help you? you're in heat." he says instead, and phantoms eyes well up again in response, "did you miss me?"

phantom nods fervently, catching his lower lip on one of his fangs in an attempt to not cry.

"just-just wanted you. needed- need you. it hurts"

dew understands this; many of the ghouls' heats often craved for a specific partner in the beginning, sometimes craving the mate they hadn't been with in a while, or in dew's case, it was always rain who he was bonded with. the heat doesn't settle until it gets what it wants.

dew reaches out to stroke phantom's cheek, and the quintessence ghoul leans into his hand heavily, a crackling purr kicking in instantly as he nuzzles dews skin. dew's own purr spurs to life, filling the silence with their rumbles. he feels good. being needed, being missed. and phantom's openness, some might call naïve, but to dew it was beautiful. the quint ghoul unburdened by shame, wearing all of his emotions on his pretty features, not yet instilled with the insecurities and fears many of the other ghouls gathered during their time on earth. a part of dew aches, remembering how he had once been just as vulnerable, splaying his heart out for all of his lovers - he's grateful for their patience with him now. he's grateful for this ghoul in front of him who doesn't even know yet that one might judge the display of emotions.

"need me to take care of you, sweet bug?" dew asks, bringing his other hand up to cup phantom's face. phantom nods in the hold, his body squirming under dew's watchful eyes. the fire ghoul considers what the next step is, should be. phantom often enjoyed when dew was mean, the back of a hand against his cheek, but tonight felt heavier than that. thick with more than just lust, softer around the edges.

"are you going to be good for me?" dew asks, taking step back, a shiver running down his spine as phantom chases his touch. the way he needs him makes possessiveness spark inside dews chest.

"always," phantom promises. dew takes another step back, just so he can see all of phantom before him. still poised on his knees, cunt pressed to the pillow. dew can tell he's itching for more friction, lilac tail hitting the mattress in quick succession.

"always good for me," dew says, "show me then."

"show you?" phantom tilts his head to the side cutely.

"show me how you were before i got home, tell me what you were thinking about."

phantom swallows visibly, nodding as he mentally prepares, "no teasing right?"

"i wont tease you tonight, sweet bug. just want to see how beautiful you are when you're so desperate for me."

phantom flushes at the words and nods again, more eagerly, "i was..." he grinds down on the pillow softly, squeezing his eyes shut for a moment at the sensation, "i was thinking about you... missed you so much."

"did you miss my cock, baby?" dew gently palms himself through his pants, they were almost soaked through already.

phantom shook his head, "n-no, i mean - yes! always... but i wanted-want just you."

dew stares as phantom rolls his hips down harder. his little patch of hair above his slit is glistening with his slick, the puffiness of his lips are mesmerizing as they drag across the fabric. dews desire to grab and devour is almost as strong as his want to take his time with the other ghoul.

"i was thinking about that-that time when i felt- shit, felt you against me," phantoms words trail off into a moan. dew steps forward, unable to stop himself from lifting phantom's chin so he can swallow the sounds off of his tongue. he kisses him greedily; slow and deep, savoring his sharp, electric flavor, phantom continuing to let out sweet little noises into dew's mouth as he ruts against the pillow. when he lets go, phantom keens loudly.

"can we please?"

"please what, baby boy?" dew knows what.

"dewy, i need to feel you. i need it. it hurts, please."

dew kisses him again, filthier this time, until there's spit dribbling down his chin. he moans into it, which spurs the other ghoul on further, "you need to feel my pussy on yours?"

phantom cries out, hips stuttering at the words, more weak than even dewdrop is to dirty talk. dew knows it, revels in it.

"please, please!" phantom begs.

"want me to ride your sweet little cunt like last time?" dew emphasizes the words by reaching down between them to slide his fingers between phantom's folds. the quintessence ghoul ruts up into his hand, covering it in slick, moans growing louder. the whole abbey must know what they're up to by now. dew grins, thinking about how the other ghouls would be begging for every detail in the morning, probably jerking themselves to all of phantom's desperate noises.

"you have to let the pillow go and help me undress if you want it. can you do that for me, puppy?"

phantom nods quickly, but his body is reluctant as he slowly takes the pillow out from between his thighs. dew lets him take his time, shaky fingers pulling at his shirt buttons and struggling with his zipper. he knows phantom wants to earn it, wants to be good for him, so he lets him. praising him as he goes, drinking in the sight of his blushed cheeks, his wagging tail.

the room is thick with both of their scents by the time dews clothes are fully removed and tossed to some corner. they both breathe it in, phantom's sharp heated scent; the lavender and mint - and dew's beach campfire, salt and smoke. he likes the way they intertwine with each other, so different that they never fully homogenize, but its exciting the way he can taste both of them on the air.

phantom is staring at dew, between his thighs where the fire ghoul is now on display. he's waiting for permission.

"want to touch?" dew asks.

phantom licks his lips, "want to taste."

so dew lets him. he kneels onto the bed before settling back against the headboard. his thighs part, skin already shiny, his cunt aching. phantom wastes no time before diving in, licking up between dews folds, sucking his clit, lapping at his slick. a cacophony of moans and cries leave dew's tongue, forcing down embarrassment because he wants to bare himself open for phantom, wants him to know how good he makes him feel. phantom swallows it down, becomes more eager he louder dew gets.

a barrage of praises fall off dew's own tongue, and he grasps at phantoms hair, shoving him deeper, "that's it, baby, you're so good at this. making me feel so good, fuck."

he lets phantom up for a moment, and the quintessence ghoul is grinning, face covered in dew from his nose to his chin. his dark tongue swipes around his mouth, wiggling his ass in the air. then hes dropping back in again, his tongue poking at dew's hole before sinking inside and fucking in and out. dew shouts with pleasure, phantoms nose pressed against his clit as he licks inside him.

dew's gut tightens. he gently tugs on phantom's horn to bring him up, he doesn't want to finish like this. phantom looks drunk when he rises for the second time; pupils completely blown out, covering his bright gold irises almost completely, and he's whining while one of his hands slithers between his own legs.

dew replaces that hand with his own, teasing phantoms hard nub, its raw and sensitive, and he brings their mouths back together. the taste of himself fills his senses, electric campfire as he sucks his slick off of phantom's tongue. dew nips at his lips, adding sweet metallic to the spice, and phantom gives into all of it. gives all of himself to dew as he grinds into dews hand.

"you're so lovely," dew says against his lips.

"i love you," phantom cries in response.

dew cant help but smile into their kiss, fangs clicking together, "i love you too, sweetness."

"need you now, need to cum." phantom's breathing is erratic, his clit twitching in dews hand.

dew nods. he tries not to show it, wanting to remain calm and steady for his mate, but he needs it just as bad. he craved touch the whole weekend he was away.

"lay back for me, sweetheart. there you go,"

phantom lays back on the bed, head propped up with a pillow, one leg raising at the knee instinctively knowing what is coming. dew smiles at the beautiful vision before him.

"look how wet you are," he says, eyeing the way phantoms thighs have slick dripping down them, and now down towards his ass. the whole bed will need to be stripped but its worth everything, "almost as soaked as rainy when he's in heat."

"rainy," phantom breathes out.

dew grins, "yeah? want rainy to come help out in the morning?"

phantom nods, biting his lip. dew spreads his legs farther apart, raising himself up on his own legs to settle vertically across phantom's. he lifts one of phantom's legs higher, positioning himself so his own cunt is directly above his own. he's dripping down, aching to press against phantom's, to feel his little clit against his own.

"you know," he starts as he slowly lowers himself, wanting to drag out the heat of it all, "they're probably listening right now."

phantom nearly sobs as dew finally sits down, their cunts sliding together with how wet they both are. dew has to grit his teeth in order to not cry with him. he grinds down slowly, watching phantoms head fall backwards against the pillow, eyes rolling with the movement.

"they'll all be jealous, jerking off into their hands right now listening to your pretty sounds, puppy," dew continues, rolling his hips in a rhythm that phantom doesn't have enough brain left for to keep up with. the quintessence ghoul's hips only stutter and rut, and dew can't blame him. the sensation against all his aching parts is intense, he can feel his own heat being kicked at, pleasure zipping through every nerve in his body. the sounds made it worse, slick noises filling the air as he ground down on him. he tries to emphasize his movements over phantoms clit, wanting to stimulate him as much as he can.

"good puppy," dew says through his teeth, fingers digging dimples into phantom's thigh as he speeds up his pace, condensation beginning to bead on his brow and shoulders, "maybe we should let them watch next time, would you like that?"

phantom can't respond, too lost in it, falling into bliss as delicate feminine moans are ripped from his throat. dew wants to keep him there, keep his mate feeling this good forever. he knows how stressed the ghoul gets, how exhausted. phantom's love language was physical touch, a way for him to relax and cool down, and dew wants to give it all to him, make him feel loved. praise him for asking for what he needs.

dew's riding phantom in earnest, sweet words tumbling out unapologetically. phantom is crying his name, begging for more, asking if he's allowed to cum over and over.

"you need to cum baby?" dew asks, grinding harder, able to keep his own desperation out of his shaky voice. that familiar knot is growing in his gut, he needs this just as badly. to let go with his mate.

"need it so bad, want to cum with you."

"want to cum with you too, puppy."

phantom arcs off the bed, one hand digging into dews thigh, the other tweaking his own nipple - if dew could reach at this angle, he'd be sucking on them, running his forked tongue over the buds till phantom was crying from sensitivity.

"can you play with your other tit for me sweetheart? i cant reach, but i love how sensitive you get," dew says and phantom obeys quickly. hand leaving dews thigh and whimpers leaving his lips as he fondles himself. "good boy, so good for me."

"can i please cum?" phantom is crying, tears streaking down his cheeks, making his eyes sparkle.

"cum for me," dew begs, "cum with me."

he moves his hips back in forth, faster and faster, watching phantom's face as it contorts in concentration, chasing the finish line. phantoms body goes rigid for a moment, then he arcs up again, mouth agape with a cut-off cry as he finally gets his release. it gushes out, soaking between them further and that's all dew needs before he's coming with him, vision going white, legs shaking with the effort to keep riding phantom through it. he feels it between them, their releases combined, making the most sinful, wet sounds as dew slowly comes to a stop.

chest heaving, dew tries to catch his breath.

"dewy..." phantom's voice is mushy, and when dew looks at him, he sees the ghoul barely able to keep his eyes open.

"you wanna sleep?" he asks as he raises himself up, shivering as their combined fluids seep down his legs. phantom nods, already beginning to curl into a ball, his tail pulled up towards his mouth, "sleep, i'll clean you up, okay?"

"okay... i love you," phantom says sleepily around his tail. dew smiles, leaning over and pressing a lingering kiss to the sweet ghoul's forehead. he quickly goes to the bathroom to clean himself off, maybe he takes a little bit longer than intended because he can's resist sucking phantom's slick off his fingers, but eventually returns with a warm, wet washcloth. he keeps it warm with his magic as he wipes between phantom's thighs. he cleans it once, then returns to wipe the salt from the other ghoul's skin. he only has to move phantom once, just to put a fresh blanket down - he can strip everything tomorrow - and then settles down beside him.

he feels... good still. the ache is dulled. it's the best homecoming he's had in a while.

[wembleygoodboy]

Wembley, may I ask where you got your name? Were you named after the puppet?

itis actuolly kindof a Lomg Storey, so iwill let dadmom tellit! 😊👍 (it also doubols as My Orogin Storey!)

[story time! this is gonna be a long one, so strap in, ahaha

so, i went to college for music (education and performance; flute performance, specifically. i can wipe my ass w that degree now tho lol), so i was in a couple different ensembles at any given time. in 2013, we were playing a multi-movement piece called "3 Ayres from Gloucester" by Hugh Stuart. the 3rd movement is called "The Fiefs of Wembley." you can listen to a performance of it here. wembley is apparently a location within london. think "wembley stadium!"

i always joked with my fellow flutist friend (we'll call her M) who i shared a stand with that Wembley sounded like the name of a mischievous cat. "wembley get off the counter!!!" "UGH NO why always on the carpet, wembley?!" etc. it helped that the tune itself totally sounds like the theme song of a somewhat skittish yet naughty little cat, parading around causing chaos until he's spotted, then darting away.

on october 3rd, 2013, i came into rehearsal and find M looking pretty distraught. i ask whats up, and shes like "i think i saw a kitten in the middle of the club lawn, it was just laying there, maybe its hurt, idk what to do!" im like okay lets check it out together, and our conductor (huge sweetheart) gives us the okay to go investigate.

sure enough, theres a tiny black blob just laying there in the middle of the lawn; not hidden away in the bushes where a mama cat wouldve left him. as we approached, the blob got up and awkwardly darted away towards the lil decorative pine shrubs dividing the lawn from a small parking lot. we followed it, and there he was: a small black kitten, crouched in terror, hiding in the shelter of the shrubbery.

i dont remember when exactly it happened, but it suddenly dawned on me. i turned to my friend. "M... its WEMBLEY..."

we tried to coax him out to no avail- not even food would persuade him, and he looked very thin- and he was a bit too close to the road for our comfort, so i asked my roommate to keep an eye on the lil guy while M and i went back to rehearsal. after it ended, we recruited a small gaggle of band geeks to capture the kitten. it was the bassoon player who finally caught him, plucking him out of a miniature shrub he'd tried to climb.

i swaddled wembley up in a black bandana i kept in my back pocket (for the Fashion™️), hopped into my roommate's car with my stuff, and headed back with my roommate to our little on-campus apartment. as i stood in the living room, waiting for him to bring our stuff from the car, wembley began to purr in my arms :,)

(to be fair, cats may purr to self-soothe when theyre stressed; its not exclusively an indicator of pleasure. but. Still, lol.)

turns out lil wembley was only a month old: just old enough for solid food, thankfully, but much younger than the age at which kittens are generally separated from their mothers for adoption, which generally occurs after 3 months. he also had a sprained leg, which made walking very difficult and painful for him. the leg was likely the reason he was abandoned by his feral mother, as if he couldnt keep up, she couldnt afford to stop for him when she likely had a whole litter to care for. understandable, but her loss was my (and wembley's!) gain. 💚

i had to tame him, as he was feral, and EXTREMELY fearful of humans, but i spent hours that night sitting on the opposite side of the bathroom, slowly earning his trust until, little by little, i was able to scoot close enough to him to pet him. he'd obviously never been petted before; the look on his little face was pure magic. he completely opened up to me after that moment.

i totally had myself fooled, thinking id find a home for him once his leg was all healed up (my vet major pal showed me how to make him a splint), but... then he started sleeping with me and... well..... yeah. nope. he was my son, and i was his dadmom.

and i always will be. 💚

BONUS PICTURES:

the first picture i ever took of Wembley (thats the bottom of a red solo cup i sewed fabric around so he could drink water from it without risking him getting cut on the plastic):

baby's first petting 💚:

he relaxed a lot after discovering the joy of Petting :)

settling down for his first night with us, too sleepy for this world 💚:

days later, with his lil foot in a splint, sitting in his temporary makeshift litterbox. the Poopie Prince!

...TL;DR, its the name of a part of london, and i chose it because of an instrumental piece of music. coulda just said that, i suppose, but I'll ALWAYS jump at the chance to tell wembley's Origin Story and share baby pics, ahaha 💚

-dadmom]

[ahoneesan]

kebs game update - oct '24

jottin down where im at with the handful of games i consider myself, rightly or not, to be playin rn.

final fantasy 3 (ds) - very fun and well put together game! love the look, love the sound, love the weird double history of it (classic ff game obv, but also part of the prehistory of a strain of classic console rpg revivalism that eventually results in bravely default) but man i am not in the mood to grind rn. there can be something soothing about the structure of go to dungeon, make it a floor or two down, get nearly wiped by one too hard miniboss, teleport out, run back to town to heal and restock, repeat, but now is not the time for that. for me. also the job change waiting period or whatever can huff my shit.

death stranding - just picked this up, toolin around in ch2 but tryin not to get too hung up on stuff bc i know the game can sprawl if you let it. not a terrible game and not a terrible idea (walking simulator with Mechanics) but a little too esoteric for me at the moment. one of the things thats great about metal gear is its grounded in real world adjacent stakes (terrorists take over a nuke facility and you have to stop them) and fun characters (too obvious to list). DS so far has neither. im hopeful that ill get more invested as i go along but for now its a real "well huh how about this thing" feeling from me.

ffxiv - im actually taking a break from goin hard in this after the expac, just in time for me to miss the HEY A NEW PATCH IS COMING OUT festivities theyre throwing rn lol. was fun to grind for a while and im sure ill pick it up again outside of the obvious patch releases, but for now ill let my girl rest. and like, turn an island into an extractive robo capitalist utopia or whatever they fuck this shit is.

ffvii remake - good ass game but due to it being a collective play w me and the girls progress has been slow goin, which has dulled my enthusiasm for it. still obviously a great game, id like to finish the main story before monhun comes out but i did also just pick up DS soooooo we'll see!

system shock (remake) - I DO WANNA PLAY MORE OF THIS but the return stream needs to be splashy. by some definition of splashy. maybe in the next few weekends here i can spin it up again, along with more regular tomboy tuesday streams. lots of things i could tie into this, actually. here's hopin!

umineko - with ep8cast out its time to mosey on with the wrap up pods. unfortunately the GT squad is out of commission until one of us has a home to live in again, so it may be a bit before we can get to it. i'm hopeful to have one lower effort (but still very fun!) thing out before the end of the year.

thats everything as far as i can remember! not very interested in goin back to majora, would like to grab the new zeldy in time for holiday travel, and basically im in a sort of gaming stasis until monhun comes out next year and i vanish inside of there for a month or two. other games that are on my sort of immediate backlog: ffxvi, tomb raider 2010s trilogy, the rest of the ff's as i get to em, that new layton when (if) it comes out, maybe a dread replay, and i should pick up dmc again sometime. thanks for tuning in to this irregular check in.

[wooahaes]

han enemies to lovers ??

ok so i was talking abt this w isa a lot and ive been thinking abt this idea for hours now. camp au where you and han are both camp counselors at a camp you once went to during middle school... and absolutely hated each other then. no one knows what started it, all they know is that u and han are Enemies (who put up w one another for the kids) also i know nothing abt summer camp. play in this sandbox w me-

like. any time ur actually doing ur job? you and jisung get along great... maybe with some slight bickering, but nothing serious. you two play it off well enough that the kids dont catch on and think ur just rly good friends who make playful jabs at each other. theres definitely at least once instance where the two of you are getting heated and chris comes by and both of you are like nope! no problems here! jisung puts an arm around you like haha we are best friends :))) and then you immediately shove him away once chris is gone.

chris has a system in place where the two top counselors of the week get something special for their cabin (and get to take the truck into town for said special thing--sometimes its pizza, sometimes its ice cream, other times its like... special arts n crafts, etc) and literally all of the counselors kinda compete for it so they can get their own shit while they're in town. its usually felix or minho with someone else, and chris eventually sits reader and han down to be like "ok. ur both great w the kids. but i cant give you either of guys top counselor because you fight w each other so often."

which leads to them being on dishwashing duty again and bickering about it bc theyre blaming the other for it. and then you get the idea of "... what if... we just... pretend? i want my snacks and to get my kids origami paper. you want... whatever weird shit you want. chris would just assume we worked through shit." so they end up like. combining group activities for their cabins. switching around so they can be together again.

chris absolutely knows this is a ruse but if it gets them to get along, he'll just watch.

isa mentioned a boat scene where han and reader are in the same boat, watching their campers until they start bickering. it gets heated enough and the boat ends up capsizing, which. apparently han cant really swim? so just imagine reader immediately going to help him calm down since ykno. theyre all wearing life jackets. and the two of you are soaking wet and you get him back to the docks, wrapping a towel around him since the others are out on the lake. idk maybe a lil heart to heart while the two of you are waiting for ur fellow counselors to corral the kids back in.

chris lets u guys win at the end of the week and u both figure out what you wanna do for ur cabins. u settle on having a big ice cream party with all ur kids and teaching them how to make friendship bracelets sometime next week. chris hands the keys to you after he's like "dont. dont crash the car." and its just the two of u getting closer.

maybe... u make each other friendship bracelet? and oh no ur kinda starting to crush on each other.

also full credit to isa but she mentioned something where the kids write each other letters and i think thts cute and its the end of camp when they're writing their final letter to one another. and one of han's kids comes up to hand him one and hes like oh, for me? aw :D and then it turns out that its from reader and the two dont rly talk about it. he just shoves his own letter at them in the dining hall that night before leaving bc dont. dont say anything to him.

and idk. y'all see your kids off before heading back in to pack your own bags and get ready to leave, since ur probs getting a ride from someone else (maybe chris?), and jisung shows up and theres another like. convo abt how they literally hated each other. for like. way too long. and now things have changed between them and jisung asks if maybe they want to go on a date sometime... only for the two of them to kiss as reader says they'd love to.

(in the background someone is paying up bc the moment they overheard 'reader and jisung are going to feign friendship to get counselor of the week', someone else went 'they're gonna be together by the end of summer just u watch' and it became a bet)

[zaptap]

i think ultimately my stance on the switch 2 is that i might try to get the mario kart bundle, but probably not right away. i feel like it's mainly the game prices that are super unreasonable, and the bundle makes mario kart's price cheaper than mk8 was in 2014. i don't think i'd buy most games at full price if theyre going to make them $70-80, although the amount of hours i put into splatoon would probably make splatoon 4 pretty cheap per hour even if it was $80

that's the thing though, the value of the game is kind of subjective. if i play splatoon 4 for 1500+ hours like splatoon 3, $80 seems fine. but, looking at donkey kong bananza, which feels similar to mario odyssey--i loved odyssey. it's my favorite main series mario game by a huge margin. but i haven't played it since before they added the luigi balloon minigame--which was apparently a bit under 4 months after it released? the dk game looks pretty good, but if it's at all similar to odyssey then $70 for a game i'm done with after a few months and never come back to is... definitely too much. it might be nice if they priced games based on how much content they had, but even if that were the case they might just stuff them with filler content nobody cares about as an excuse to inflate the price (ideally though, they do have the telemetry data to tell them how long people typically play different games they've put on switch... they could use that. they wouldn't though)

anyway. if i do get that mario kart bundle it'd have to be by the end of fall (theyre only selling it through then). if the opportunity to get it presents itself then sure maybe i'll go for it, but i dont feel like trying too hard to get one and when it comes down to it, as good as it looks i could absolutely wait a few years to play mkw (i waited like 7 years to play mk8d after all. which is why i can wait because im not even close to done with that one)

like ive seen people go "if this is how the games are priced i'd only be able to afford one per year" and im looking back like... i kind of already do that? not even for financial reasons im just so bad at managing my time that it's hard to get through a whole lot of them. im glad that these past few years i finally shifted to just rarely ever buying them instead of buying them even if i wasnt ready to play them (because i saw a good deal or thought i might as well get it while it's still being sold) and then not playing them for years (or playing them a little while and leaving them unfinished for all that time. i kind of miss the years when i basically just played pokemon, but that was because i put a lot of time into completing the national dex, and these days i'm a lot more efficient with that and they won't even let me do it in the newer games)

it took having a hacked switch to slow down on buying games*, since im like "well i can always pirate it if it's not available when i want it" even though im not actually pirating them. switch 2 will almost certainly not be hackable without a modchip, so this mindset will not carry over. but after i've skipped a lot of nintendo's releases the past few years, it should probably be easier to do that more. if i don't get a game when i have the chance then whatever. if s2 doesn't have an emulator or a hack within its lifetime it probably will eventually. plus, i should probably focus more on the social aspect of games. i should prioritize playing stuff my friends are playing i think. and with these prices how many of my friends are gonna go out and get a switch 2 anyway? like unless nintendo drastically fucks up pokemon and splatoon 4 (which is possible) i'll probably be getting one eventually but that means i don't need to buy it until eventually comes around

*(playing splatoon 3 every day is also a big component of that though. been pretty hard to find time to slip other games in even though i only play splatoon like an hour or so max on a typical day)

[youngpettyqueen]

I was writing last night so I didnt liveblog my thoughts on it but! I am officially all caught up with Discovery, until s5 premieres later this week. gonna discuss my thoughts below, so spoiler warning!

overall, I really like Discovery! I love the characters, I love the dynamics between all of them, and I think the plots each season have been fun. sure, some of them are a bit convoluted, but hey its Star Trek so I expect that

I think jumping 930 years into the future helped with some of the issues I was having with the first 2 seasons, in that it was really hard to see this series as a prequel. ive talked a lot about how while the writing and everything made it clear this was a prequel, it just didnt look like a prequel. now, it doesnt have to, and the writing isnt held back by having to be a prequel, so we get to see and do some really cool shit. the new species introduced were awesome, ive loved seeing the federation come together, ive loved seeing different species we already knew and loved but so far in the future. I think the choice to go so far into the future was, overall, a good one

I think my biggest gripe overall with Discovery is that so many characters just. dont stay dead. I think this was fine with Hugh, I thought how they did it with him made as much sense (as much sense as anything in Star Trek makes) and it was pulled off really well, and I was satisfied from a writing standpoint and from an emotional standpoint. with Gray it was... fine. it was well-explained, but a bit of a cop-out. still, fine. Book's made me roll my eyes. im sorry, his was stupid. here's why I think so

I like Book. im not super attached to him, but I like him. I liked the conflict with him in s4. and I thought his death was actually done really well. it was sudden, and jarring, but you also realized pretty quickly that yeah. it was always going to end this way. Michael did everything she could, but she was never going to be able to save him. for a brief moment we think maybe he's saved, and then he's gone. it was harsh, but it was good (lemme give a shoutout to Sonequa Martin-Green's acting again cause her crying is VISCERAL) and then its immediately undone because Book is miraculously saved by 10-C. so, now, on top of having a cop-out resurrection, we also have an established pattern of Discovery being unwilling to kill characters and keep them dead

this isnt true with every case, of course. Discovery has absolutely no problem with killing villains and minor characters, and even killing characters we're familiar with but who dont play major roles. but now that we've done this resurrection thing multiple times, its going to affect how I view s5 and any situation they present where a major character might die. the emotional stakes just won't be there, because im gonna sit there and think about how we've been here before, and its never stuck. ill have a hard time taking any of those situations seriously, because ill be wondering how theyre gonna bring them back this time

that said, im still excited for s5 and cant wait to see what it has in store. of the newer Treks ive seen so far, Discovery is definitely one of the better ones. its absolutely better than Picard. I have a hard time comparing it to Lower Decks, since theyre such vastly different shows, but ive enjoyed it just as much as I enjoyed Lower Decks. from what we saw of the SNW cast in Discovery, im now cautiously optimistic that ill at least enjoy the characters in SNW, even if I have to deal with. another prequel

I probably won't liveblog Discovery s5 when I watch it, just to avoid spoilers. so, see yall when I start SNW tonight!

[jaylver]

RIN LOVE IM SORRY IM LATE I WAS TOO EXHAUSTED YTD AND I FELL ASLEEP BEFORE I COULD READ LOVE AT FIRST SPEED 😭😭😭😭

but now that i've finished reading it...

their first meeting was SO UNSRS like PLEASE HEE WAS SEARCHING HIS SOCKS FOR HIS KEY CARD?,!,' & NOT YN WITNESSING EVERYTHING TOO ☠️☠️☠️ soooo chaotic

the morning after was so cute and completely unexpected for me bc what was yn doing there 🤨🤨 was my first thought i was like noooo wayyy??? this entire scene was so ,!?.!,'@!.!,?.?.!. like hee was down HORRENDOUS already its kinda insane but u go king!!! and then came the NICKNAMES WHAT THE FUCK. URE JOKING OH URE JOKING. r u crazy or am i insane? i ABSOLUTELY LOVED to be able to see how their relationship and dynamics developed <3 not every writer includes that but i really enjoy reading how everything comes into play!!! heeyn's dynamic is so soulmate bff coded sooo comfortable

DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON THEIR FIRST DATE. DAWGGGGGGGG IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THISSSS 🤣🤣🤣🤣 they're so freaking cute <33333 and then cue jake being sus 🤨🤨🤨🤨 one of my FAV lines from this fic was when hee told jake "i will, like my heart depends on it" like sir. GOD ME WHENNNNN???!:!: i also love how heeyn's r/s didnt feel rushed? if that makes sense 😭 like yn knew she felt smth for hee but she also knew she wasnt ready yet. with that being said, i also loved how we could tell how equally down bad heeyn were for each other 🤪 like it was not one sided AT ALL. she told him her heart feels full every time she sees him 😭😭😭😭 🤍🤍🤍🤍 albeit drunk... but ☠️

and then the lack of verbal communication for their feelings came through 💔💔😟💔😟💔💔 I WAS LIKE YAAAAAS when they kissed in my head i was like "ohhh yea they r official now" and then boom. 🤯. i totally understand hee bc up until then yn didnt tell him what she really felt about him so he was valid for feeling that way but him choosing to avoid and run away instead of talking to her abt wasnt the wisest choice 😞 im so glad he came to find her to talk to her afterwards 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 my couple made it 😭🤍

then came the last race.. HEE WONNNN!!!! DESERVEDDDDD 🥇 he fawking kissed her in front of everyone AND ASKED TO BE TGT OFFICIALLY 🥹🫂🤍 MY HEEYNNNNN absolutely INSANE. i was giggling & kicking my feet btw 😭 the last scene. dont even. THEY R SO CUTE UGH BOTH OF THEM SAYING HOW THEYRE SO LUCKY TO HAVE EACH OTHER?:!:&.&/ thats it im out. i cant take this lovey dovey shit no more (i absolutely ate that up)

& in case u couldnt tell i LOVED love at first speed i really enjoyed reading it!!! thank u for sharing it w us 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍 & i cant wait to see what else u have in store for the series!!!!!!!!

OH MY GOD. THIS. WHATM. THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR THIS LENGTHY FEEDBACK!!!

honestly reading this made my day A LOT. it also reassured me so much because i had a lot of self doubts while writing lafs, so seeing your positive feedback only made me cry tears of joy. love u love u! i'm so happy you loved it a lot! i'll make sure to cook up a good fic for the 2nd installment 🙏

[corruptbot]

god i really do have to have some kind of sleep disorder like it's impossible that i don't. i've been living like this since i was 12 so i genuinely forgot what it's like to be normal but being on stimulants and then building tolerance to them and going back to my "normal" made me realize like holy shit something's really wrong. like i woke up after a 12~ hour sleep feeling sore and achey like my whole body felt like its been poisoned, it felt slow and in pain. i laid in bed for another 3 hours, awake but on the edge of sleep, then finally got up. my body still feels achey. i turned on my laptop after taking my meds and eating junk food out of boredom (hiding in my room because company was over) and then tried to do schoolwork but it felt physically impossible. the words blurred when i tried to focus on them even though that never happens normally. my arms felt so heavy i could barely lift them to touch the keyboard or mousepad. my body felt heavy too and sore and like it couldnt move without great effort. my mind felt so slow and fatigued. i could barely focus on the question and all i managed to do before giving up was reading it and a couple links. i didnt type a single word for the answer. when i tried to think of what else i wanted to do since school obviously wasnt an option i couldnt even find anything. my arms felt too heavy to get out my drawing tablet and work on my current project. i felt too slow and tired to set up my console and try to play any games. literally all that came to mind was laying down. not even sleeping, my brain was fully "awake" (this is what awake feels like to me) but my body felt so tired all i can think to do is lay down. i'm resisting. i'm sitting on the couch instead. but it's literally all i can manage. i'm probably going to try to watch a show or something, but i have a feeling i'll give in and lay down soon, and then i'll fall asleep. my boyfriend is at work so no one can motivate me to stay awake anyway.

it makes me so pissed that my sleep doctor told me to just lose weight and i'd probably sleep less. like in her defense i didn't tell her most of these symptoms, just "i sleep 12+ hours a night and feel sleepy a lot" because i thought the rest of this was normal. i thought this was how everyone lived and honestly didn't understand how people seemed to keep up with jobs and school and life like this so easily. but after taking my stimulants i realize none of this is normal. this is not what feeling awake is. this is being extremely tired, and i am apparently extremely tired 24/7 when i'm not actively sleeping my life away. holy fuck i hate this. i need to talk to my doctor asap because i genuinely cant keep living like this like i need stimulants just to feel NORMAL and i miss it so bad, so bad. i miss waking up and not feeling heavy and achey and like i just want to go back to bed the entire day, i miss actually being able to focus on anything and do things. i know im extra depressed right now and maybe itll be a little better when im not so upset but like, fuck. i used to think i couldnt have hypersomnia because i did feel "awake" but now i realize this is not "awake" and i do actually feel tired all the time, like just because i dont feel the need to actually sleep every second doesnt mean im not fatigued.

idk where this is going. i feel like shit. i want my stimulants back so bad but because theyre such a controlled substance i cant risk doubling my dose without permission or theyll say im addicted and take me off them, plus it could fuck up my blood pressure and its a pretty high dose. but like, i literally cannot live like this for another MONTH when i had PLANS for my life in the meantime like i had plans to finish school and get a new job and now that just feels impossible like my whole life is being stalled until i get my dose increased but time is still passing by while i wait and its ruining everything

[sutherkins]

what dating peter sutherland is like part two 💌

• be prepared to have everything done for you whether you ask him to do it or not

• did you offhandedly mention the list of chores you need to do? dont worry about it, peters got it covered

• he likes to cook for you

• before he started dating you, he actually had no clue how to cook anything that wasnt super simple like boxed pasta

• in the early stages of the relationship he took cooking classes to get better and while hes not a professional, he can make you some pretty good homemade meals

• in return, you like to exercise your hobby for baking and make him a lot of sweet treats

• he loves watching competitive baking/cooking shows and no one can tell me otherwise

• you both love to watch them together and will wait until both of you are free to catch up on any episodes you missed

• he’s extremely supportive

• going to a pride parade? he’s there to support you (and everyone there) and have fun!

• a protest perhaps? he’ll stand right next to you with his own sign

• he loves dogs

• he loves being in nature

• any time he gets hurt he recites the names of his favorite basketball players to distract himself from the pain

• his favorite place to be is with you at his cabin

• he loves to give you gifts every once in a while especially if he notices that you’ve been eyeing something specific but havent gotten it for yourself yet

• staying in with you is his preferred way to have a date, hes not fond of being around people too much

• he’ll 100% take you to a restaurant, fancy or otherwise, if you want him to

• most of the time theyre diners or small businesses

• peter knows what having a panic attack is like so he for sure will help you out and have techniques and methods for you to try when you’re having one yourself

• this is inspired by @underoospeterparker wonderful period comfort fic that i requested and its that he will literally take care of Everything

• he’ll put a pad in your underwear for you so it’s all ready to go when you need it

• he’ll warm up a heating pad as soon as you ask

• buys you your favorite snacks and some extra pads or tampons (or whatever you use) when you start your period

• peter is like a human furnace so you like to lay on top of him like he’s a living heating pad for your tummy — he enjoys it very much

• he drives you to your therapy appointments and waits in the car until youre done

• he never asks what you talk about in therapy but you usually tell him anyway

• there arent really any secrets between the two of you

• there might have been some things neither of you wanted to talk about at first but eventually you both share them with one another

• peter is actually really funny and always tries to make you laugh

• playing against you is the only time he feels like he’s good at basketball 😭

• “you’re the one who didnt get into the nba!”

• “at least im tall enough to qualify!”

• he pokes fun at your short stature whenever he can

• peter is 6ft tall so he towers over you

• as hot as he thinks you look when you’re wearing his clothes he also finds it hilarious because theyre so long on you

• shirts? they reach your knees

• pants? always have to be rolled up at your hip otherwise you’ll step on the fabric at the bottom and trip yourself (you did this once and peter was very concerned but also couldnt stop laughing)

• he doesnt look after himself the way you think he should, so you’re always paying attention and making sure he’s eating/hydrating when he needs to and getting enough sleep

• i feel like one year for halloween you make him dress like spiderman because they have the same name and you dress as mary jane and do the iconic upside down spiderman kiss

• you’ve basically christened every single room in his apartment

• he might not like every single hobby you have or everything you have an interest in but he’ll always participate if you ask and you do the same for him

• you own skin safe markers and sometimes when you get bored you like to color in his tattoos. he actually really enjoys it and finds it relaxing

• speaking of tattoos

• when he realizes that you’re the one for him and that he wants to be with you for the rest of his life, he gets a tattoo of your initials on his arm

• when you find out about the tattoo you immediately book an appointment for yourself so you can get his initials tattooed on your hip or maybe your wrist

• when he sees it for the first time he thinks its so sexy that you have his initials permanently on your skin that he makes you orgasm like 5 times

• he knows you love homemade personal care products (soap, bath bombs, things like that) and will buy them for you all the time

• you always call him on your way home from work or whatever it is your doing that day and if you’re stressed he’ll set up a relaxing bath for you for when you get home

• and he goes all out

• he goes through your stash of products and even has new ones ready to add to your collection, a nice lavender bath bomb, some rose petals, ect

• he sets up a speaker to play relaxing music and even puts a small table next to the tub thats got some of your favorite snacks on it along with a bottle of water

• he loves to cuddle

• he is literally so needy when it comes to you and just wants any kind of affection he can get from you

[holllandtrash]

driver scenarios…. Lando dating another streamer. over competitive. everyone’s fave couple. PROPOSAL ON STREAM.

Not me seeing this and thinking oh man I forgot to answer oyour text LMAO love u will text u back after I write this

I’m NOT a gamer so if any of this is wrong I’m sorry

You usually play call of duty or like racing games or really high competitive ones but you go over to his place fully expecting to play another game and you’re like “you’re going down norris” and his stream is already on so all of his viewers sees you size him up and he’s like yeah yeah whatever and before you settle into your gaming setting up (That’s across the room from his) you pop into his camera and say a few things to the viewers and they all see the way Lando has his hand on you and how cute and touchy you are and you’ve been dating for a while now and when a comment comes up saying ���Lando when are u gonna propose” you read it out loud and you’re like “yeah Lando when are you gonna propose” and he’s like “I’ll propose when you win a game fair and square” because he always says you cheat (you never cheat, landos just a sore loser tbh)

and you’re like ya whatever and you go set up your stream and Lando is like okay we’re playing a different game and you’re like excuse me ??? And he’s like no it’ll be fun and it’s that Pictionary type game where you have to guess what drawing

And so he starts off with a piece of paper with lines on it and draws a coffin and then what looks to be a crowd of stick people and you’re like ??? What is this ?? a funeral??? And Lando yells at you from across the room “THE PAPER, it’s the paper they read” and it takes you a hot minute but you’re like OH ITS A WILL THEYRE READING A WILL

And then the next drawing Lando draws a heart and you guess “heart” and he’s like I’m not done just fucking wait and you’re like I wanted to play modern warfare not this charades shit and he’s like can you please just guess what I’m drawing

And in it the heart writes “me + _ _ _” and you’re like aww you?? Is the answer ‘you’ and he’s like ok good job you got that one and people in the chat are putting it together but you’re not

and then in the next round he draws a Christmas tree and you’re like “oh christmas”and Lando leans back in his chair to look at you and is like “yeah but the first word” and you’re like “…Chris..?” And he’s like why would it be chris and you’re like “Your said first word!! The first word in chrisymas is Chris” and he’s like “that’s a name not a word” and you’re like “what the hell is the word then” and he’s like “when you wish someone a jolly Christmas happy Christmas whatever, what do you say??” And he’s like GIVING you the answer basically but you’re still staring at the picture for so long until Lando is like “Jesus Christ MERRY!! MERRY CHRISTMAS” and you’re like oh my bad and he’s like “you lost that round” and you just shrug and laugh it off

and then Lando is like okay last round and he draws a heart again and you’re like “you” and hes like “no you already guessed that” and you’re like okay what then and he essentially draws the same thing, the heart but this time it says ‘_ _ + you’ inside it and you’re like “me??”

and he’s like “yeah good job”

And you’re so unimpressed because that was it?? That was the game? Four rounds of four random ass words and while you’re muttering something about how childish Lando is you’re reading the chats and it’s all coming in just message after message sayinf “PUT THE WORDS TOGETHER” but it’s not clicking for you so you finally look over at Lando and he’s gotten off his chair at this point and he’s on one knee and he’s got a ring on display and all his viewers are freaking out and Lando is like “put the words together” and you just start tearing up and you cover your mouth with your hands as it finally clicks and you, still competitive you’re like,

“Wait so did I win the game” and he’s all red in the face he’s like “I don’t know, I think I won” and it’s just such a cute stupid moment and all of your fans are their to witness it and obviously you say YES

And no one is surprised when you both suddenly end the streams to uhhh go celebrate lmao

[softshiin]

Hey !! :D

How are you ? I hope you’re feeling okay ! :)

I love your writing, so.. can i request smtg ?

Idk if you write for these characters, if you don’t write for them or don’t like this request you can just ignore it !!

Then, can i request Tokyo Revengers boys (Mitsuya, Rindou, Izana and Chifuyu maybe ?) reacting to their s/o being followed and they just protecting them because theyre a lil scared ? Idk if that makes sense !! (Im french btw so english isnt my first language)

Thanks in advance <33

TR BOYS WHEN THEIR S/O IS BEING FOLLOWED

summary: what would they do if their s/o is being followed

characters: mitsuya, rindou, izana, chifuyu

warnings: reader being followed by stranger

note: hello nonnie!! tysm for requesting~ and don’t worry for the characters, i write for every of them if i don’t specify it <33

; you were totally scared, and you could sense that someone was following you since you got out of your school

; at first you tried to ignore it, but then you saw a shadow of a middle aged man behind you

; panic was starting to get into your body and you could barely breath

MITSUYA

; “y/n?”

; your boyfriend’s voice reached softly your ears

; slowly you looked into his eyes, scared

; “babe is everything alright?”

; you could still feel a presence behind a corner, so you lowered your voice

; “tsu, listen, there’s this man who’s following me since i got out of school.. c-could we walk a-away from here?”

; mitsuya immediately hugged you, pulling you closer to him

; “stay here angel, i’ll take care of it”

; then he walked towards the man, who instantly looked away, as if he wasn’t following you

; “you gotta a problem with my s/o, man?” your boyfriend asked calmly

; “hm? n-no? besides, who are you? do they really have a boyfriend?” the man sounded so annoying yet creepy

; “yup, and their boyfriend is right here, ready to beat the shit out of you”
; we can all imagine what happened later

;then mitsuya safely escorted you to his house, just in case that creep wouldn’t follow the both of you and know your address

; probably spent the whole night with you in his arms, just because he could feel that you needed it

IZANA

; “y/n?”

; you heard izana’s beautiful voice approaching you

; you quickly turned your face to meet his eyes

; “why.. are you trembling? did something happen?” you could tell by his tone that he was starting to worry

; you could barely speak, the only thing sure was that that man was still there, and he was coming closer to the two of you

; “excuse me, young boy, do you perhaps know them?” he asked to your boyfriend, who was still trying to understand the situation

; izana never took his eyes off yours, “yes, they are my partner, is there a problem?” he slowly turned to finally face the man

; “tsk” he just said, before trying to casually walk away from the both of you “it seems I’ve mistaken you for another person”

; you couldn’t even look at the man, because you knew that he will be there to follow you for all the following days, as he was doing since two weeks now

; “wait a sec old man” your boyfriend put a hand on the creep, stopping him “i don’t know why.. but my s/o here is quite afraid of you. ‘care to explain’?”

; “boy careful on how you speak to me, you will regret it”

; izana just let out a giggle before landing a kick on the man’s face, making him pass out

; “now then, angel. lets go home! i’ll put outta your school a bunch of my men, just to make sure this dude doesn’t follow you anymore”

; with this said, he placed an arm around your waist and started walking the two of you home

; prob spent all of the next hours with you, playing video games or doing some fun stuff together

RINDOU

; tbh this brat didn’t even see you, since he was walking while scrolling on his phone

; as soon as you saw him, you started walking faster, hearing also the steps behind you accelerate

; “rin! hello babe, what are you doing here?” you suddenly raised your voice in his direction, making him jump on his feet

; “hi sweet cheeks, just got out of school?” he said, placing a quick kiss on your lips

; he immediately noticed that someone was hiding behind a tree not far from you, but still decided to ignore it, maybe it was just a coincidence

; “what are you up to?” you asked with a trembling voice, he raised his eyebrow trying to understand why

; “is.. everything alright y/n?”he whispered

; “no its fucking not. there’s a creep that has been following me since i got out of school.. now that i think about it, i-its not even the first time i see him, he’s always walking around here..”

; your boyfriend immediately embraced you, telling you not to worry

; his scent succeed to calm you down a bit, and when he made sure of this, he quickly took off his glasses

; “can i leave them in your hands for a bit? im afraid they will dirt with blood”

[…]

; then he took you to his home, and spent a whole evening cuddling with you in his arms, eventually letting you style his hair

CHIFUYU

; this boy will stand for you even against 100 and im not joking

; the problem now was that he wasn’t here with you, while some creep was following you

; and he wasn’t even answering to your calls or messages

; you were seriously tempted to call the police, until you heard a familiar voice

; “come here,,, kitty kitty, where are you? I’ve brought you food~”

; you heavily sighed

; “oh my god chifuyu not again” you said to yourself, completely forgetting the old man behind you

; you ran to your boyfriend as soon as you saw him, scolding him because he shouldn’t buy cat food every time he sees one of them

; he cutely pouted at you, faking his sadness “but look at how cute he is!”

; you two ended up staying on the street for all evening, with the cat, being a lovey-dovey couple

; that man probably died of cuteness and understanding that you already had a boyfriend, he never followed you again

; he probably started being afraid of cats ofter this

[genlossneg]

ok. i didnt mind genloss, it was ranboos first massive project, theyre only 19 and a streamer, ok. but oh my god would it kill to take an improv class. the first 2 episodes felt like an snl skit. especially when it was branded as original and then was just some sort of frankenstein of different horror tropes from ranboos favourite horror media, that just reminded me of snl stealing joel havers skit lmao.

there were so much issues with it and i feel like i wouldnt mind as much if it was branded as a horror comedy a few months before the show, not 3 days before the show. a few months before and the weeks leading up to may 24th, it was branded as "you arent ready for this. this is groundbreaking, nothing will ever be the same after this show. this is serious." etc and then i think it was like 3 days before may 24th there was that fucking showfall media psa that just felt like ranboo saying "oh btw its a comedy" without warning it caught me so off gaurd lmao.

then he streamed after that sfm psa released and, if i remember right, people were asking about it being a horror comedy in chat and ranboo was like "well yeah obviously did u think id make a project 100% serious? no lol" (dont quote me on that though its been a while) now theyre saying gen 0 and gen 2 are going to be completely horror now, but i dont think thats true bc they also said gen 1 was mostly horror and none of it is

speaking of, the advertising was just lies lol. the whole "little to no filler :D" thing. it wasnt like ranboo didnt expect the improv to last that long bc the expected runtimes (from their tumblr post on may 23rd i think) were sometimes longer than the actual ones. 1st ep was meant to be 1-2 hours, it was 1 and a half, so that much filler and standing around going "what the hell man" was PLANNED. they just lied about no filler to make people excited. just be funny and i wont mind the filler. i like sneegs humour in his streams but here he was just bickering with ranboo. same with ranboo to charlie, charlie was the only one making actual jokes so when ranboo and sneeg were alone it was just "wait so why didnt you just-" "well idk i thought u woul-" "well why would i-" and when i tell you it drained my soul.

ive been a massive ranboo fan for about a year (im recovering dw), and after the game theory episode i got really hyperfixated on genloss (up until the sfm keynote thing i think). i was hyped for it back when T_1 was the only thing released for genloss, and followed it all the way up to the streams. i watched them live and my face was just like 😐 I WAS SO DISSAPPOINTED LMAOOO

the box being 18k pissed me off so much bc an experienced filmmaker/writer/director could make something so much better than genloss with just that 18k. i aspire to make my own live action thing one day, and like, hearing them go "oh yeah the box was 18k and jermas face prosthetics were 10k teehee🤪🤪" was just. AAAAA. and the thing is, like the prosthetics were funny, but spending TEN THOUSAND DOLLARS as a BIT from jerma going "what if i took off the mask and it just doesnt look like me lol" then framing urself as jesus christ and a victim. i am so mad.

idk how to feel about ranboo anymore, i used to watch like every 2nd stream for a while but then the whole "GUYS BUY MY MERCH also racism bad MERCH!!!!! BUY!!!!" thing made me rethink lol. the racist and misogynistic undertones in genloss made me so uncomfy, and while im not poc so i cant speak on that, i have enough sense to know that having the only poc in the entire show play evil rats is so tone deaf.

and niki!! i was worried when the teasers were coming out bc every single person shown in it was a white guy (and a white enby), so i was kind of happier when niki showed up, but then she died within the hour to "commentate on misogyny in media". ranboo thought that he was commentating on misogyny by contributing to it. did they think this through at all. i would have LOVED if they did something special with niki and something powerful, but all that happened was she showed up, cried, then died and now ranboo fans are going "ranboo was so real for this!!!". ik niki had control over her characters writing but im sure ranboo was the one who decided when certain characters died and stuff.

also i hate to say this but the mask flashing to signify if he was in control or not was EXACTLY like a thing in the undertale fanfic (sfw im not weird) i wrote when i was 12 💀💀the characters eyes would flash when they were under control bc edgy. it was so weird watching genloss with that in the back of my mind 💀💀💀💀

in conlusion, genloss had so many flaws and so much easy fixes that it just feels so sososososososo rushed. another year in the oven wouldve been ok i think.

woah this is long im so sorry i do not think only type oops

- the i feel like i should label what kind of anon i am lmao anon

sorry before i get to anything else the undertale bit caught me so off guard omg.

anyways.

it wasnt like ranboo didnt expect the improv to last that long bc the expected runtimes (from their tumblr post on may 23rd i think) were sometimes longer than the actual ones. 1st ep was meant to be 1-2 hours, it was 1 and a half, so that much filler and standing around going "what the hell man" was PLANNED.

this!! the way the second stream just.. dragged was so rough.

the poc/women diversity discussion is something we had on the blog a bit ago as im sure you've seen so i don't have a ton to add but. yeah there were certainly choices that got made there.

very much enjoying all the essays getting dropped in here (even if i feel like my responses are weak sometimes lmao)