#and i was feeling a bit :/ at the time at first but was like eh

[isaisliterallyhim]

chat hear me out incubus Ness x fem reader….

INCUBUS NESSSS i'm going feral omg!

"be each other's company"

ft. alexis ness . incubus! ness . ooc! ness ? . fem! reader . lonely ahh reader . disrespected! reader . somnophilia . dub-con/non-con . marking woooh... . smut . tittiesss (idk i feel like ness a boob boy even tho hed adore ur whole body heaven n back) . unreliable narrator

cw: somnophilia + dub-con/non-con

wc: 1.2k

despite having many friends or zero friends — you've always felt lonely. you never understood why. there were people there for you occasionally or always. you were just constantly lonely.

you broke up with your ex because you felt like they didn't care even with the fact that they did care. sex fucking sucked cause they just did it to their own pleasure. comfort and words of affirmation just wasn't enough.

you were fast asleep after bawling your eyes out. your shirt was slightly riden up, exposing your stomach. your blanket was lazily draped to cover a portion of your thighs.

"what a sight," ness thought. his lips formed a small smile. ness always saw faces of sadness or loneliness as intriguing. you had that. perfect body, perfect face, perfect emotions. that's silly. everyone has emotions. why is it that ness especially felt a bond with you the most.?

he approached your bed silently. admiring you for a moment. holy shit. you were (and are dont forget that >:c) breathtaking. he brought his calloused fingertips and traced it along the hem of your panties. his other hand swiftly tossed the blanket.

he smiled softly. your shallow breathing made him happy for some reason. he gently positioned himself in front of your pussy. lifting your body from the bed, he set a small kiss on your clothed cunt. he set you back into your mattress. the material sinking slightly due to both of your weight.

ness reluctantly moves your shirt above your chest. admiring the two soft mounds of flesh in front of him. it was a whole feast for his eyes! <3 shifting himself, he got a lil' lower and began suckling on your sensitive tits :c

luckily, ness isn't an asshole. hes a nice boy. well — he isn't the nicest. he bit on your nipple while fondling your other breast with his free hand! his calloused fingers had such a contrast in comparison to your soft skin. he bit a little hard there's oughta be marks left after. maybe that's what he wants.

ness knew you'd wake up sooner or later. did he really care? no. not at the moment. he was too engaged in covering your skin with hues of blues, purples, reds, n pinks like your skin was a canvas. he sunk his teeth into your collarbone. he bit hard enough to draw a little blood but, not hard enough to wake you up.

focusing on your tits again he played with them like no tomorrow! flicking your nipples with his tongue, sucking on them, pinching them, fondling your boobs... he did everything! he peeled himself off one of your breasts with a lewd pop noise. he admired the work of art.

your boobs got a little bigger! :D (yea no shit he was sucking on them and playing w them like the world itself would end) ness's fingers wasted no time sliding your panties off.

whilst sliding down your panties, his purple eyes widened a lil at the wet spot. you were just as aroused as he was! you shifted slightly in your slumber, your legs spread a little wider now.

"scheiße, prinzessin, do you want this more than me..?" the magician mumbled. he aligned your slit with his blushed tip. at the moment you woke up. your eyes were almost as puffy as your pussy lips :3

you finally caught up to what was going on with that big tip already stretching you open! before you could panic and bitchslap him, he smiled at yu warmly. "what's your name, meine schönste?"

"[first name].." you mumbled out. ness smiled. "pretty name for a pretty girl." you were in awe at his toned physique. so much in awe you almost disregarded those incubus features. eh who cared right? he's cute... and you were lonely anyways.

he slid his cock into you in such a gentle way. "y'know, [name]. you were so wet i didn't even need to give you foreplay!" ness giggled. you were a little embarrassed. "whats your name..?" you asked softly.

his pace was so slow it was killing you. but oh he was so sweet with his movements. despite being slow, the thrusts were DEEP. ness is so gentle with your body. treating you like porcelain. you shut your eyes as you scratched at his back. mewling for him to be a little faster.

ness would always set painfully slow paces. he'd never want to hurt such a doll. but something in him faltered. he wanted to please you. going rough is what you wanted right? will you be less lonely if he abided to your request?

he snapped, the same way his hips snapped into yours aggressively. he didn't know why. the pace got faster and faster, the room got tighter. the tension... everything.

"a-alexis... oh scheiße.. i'm sorry for swearing — alexis ness.. that's my name." he moaned out. he was fucking your frail figure so rough you almost forgot how about how he had such a nice demeanor.

you couldn't understand why ness was so nice. but, then again you understood. you knew ness was lonely as well. his hands intertwined with yours. all 27 of the bones in your hands had for some reason missed his.

why? you didn't know the man whatsoever. never met him once in your life. how come you just had this weird click with him.? who gafs, for once you were being respected while getting fucked. his thrusts was so violent but oh so loving!

"alexis!" you cried out. his thrusts got sloppier n sloppier. your eyes rolled back as you felt yourself close to finishing. your walls clenched tighter against his dick, the knot in your stomach loosened as you came all over his dick.

even though he hated t' do so, he silenced your sweet noises by giving you a passionate kiss. he pulled away from your pleasant lips. he admired your gorgeous fucked-out face.

"you're so pretty." he began tearing up. he also didn't know why. he buried his face into the crook of your neck. he pulled out and came undone on your stomach. he felt sinful despite being a sin. his warm seed was sliding from your stomach onto your sheets, soiling them :c

he scooped a bit of his semen onto his fingers and parted your lips with his free hand. ness softly shoved his fingers into your mouth. you licked it clean, savouring the taste of his slightly sweet n salty cum.

you looked at him with big doe eyes, beads of tears fighting to leak out. ness felt his now soft dick harden again. you embraced him into a tight hug. "thank you alexis..." you muttered.

"[name]. you're so lovely..." the man sighed contently. "thank you." the loneliness slowly faded as you spent more time with ness. thrust after thrust after thrust. shit just got more n more steamy...

ness watched you fall asleep. he was so happy. so fuckin' happy. he had never connected more emotionally with someone... he had this radiant smile on as he pressed a soft kiss on your lips and forehead. shit. he knew he loved you. he pressed one last kiss on your chest before he left.

you woke up — confused. you had no memory of what happened last night. the hell? why are there so many bruising and markings..? one thing you remembered was a gorgeous man.. purple eyes... light brown hair that turns purple towards the edges... fuck!

that loneliness washed over you again. nightfall came once again, so did you and ness. you both easily forgot about the negative feelings and the solitude you two had. :3

— ©isaisliterallyhim, 2025

a/n: FAWKKK NESS i love love lOVEEEE ness!! this ended up being more emotional.. srry for the booty english n plot i kinda j lost mtivation half way again </3 hopefully u enjoyed !! ness is so cute i see myself in him :c like in him hehe... but also in him ! TT no proofreading at all i j pulled this out my ahh idk how to write smut but its so fun to write </3 tjhis was unironically rly hard to write omfg but it was for NESS and my pookie hehe my grades r so cooked

[rhyrhy]

Fields of you 🍎

Chapter five: held up in the rain

Farmhand/cowgirl Abby! X female reader

All chapters here

You weren’t sure if you were just more aware of her presence or if she’d actually been around more these past few days. Nonetheless, the small sway of her brown hair and the sound of her work boots against the ground became a familiar occurrence.

One you didn’t mind one bit.

But last Wednesday is still stuck in the back of your mind. You were down with a small cold, so soup and a lazy day were your savior. You got up to stretch, bones cracking with an oddly satisfying sound. The room feeling a bit stuffy, you went over to open the window above your desk, but the figure a few feet below made your hands pause. Abby, miss handywoman herself. 

You wondered what she was doing here so early, but instead of calling out, you took a few moments to admire and be nosy. She’d been out chatting with another farmhand; she seemed familiar with the man. Owen had helped you around the land a few times with projects that required more than just you. Eh, you thought. You turned your heel to return to bed when he snaked his arm around her shoulder, and she didn’t even flinch.

The hell.

He was okay looking, you supposed, but you couldn’t help but feel sick at the sight. It was a harmless gesture, hopefully... yeah, No way they were a thing. Oh, wow, you were getting territorial over her. You pinched the bridge of your nose, embarrassed. 

Sure you two hadn’t outright flirted, but it couldn’t have been in your head, right?? 

Or were you just borderline pining for her?

It was too early to ask such questions; she’d think you were nuts. Correction, More nuts since she’d seen you chasing around that escaped lamb.

You tried to shake off last Wednesday, but you couldn’t help the small twist in your gut at how comfortable he looked. Probably just a friendly gesture; relax. 

The following few days the skies had been a bit cloudy but still warm with a small cast of sun peeking down. That same fence the lamb escaped from was found to be broken. It definitely made me feel less embarrassed, but what didn’t is Nana asking you to call Abby on the house phone to see if she could come fix it.

Talking to her on the phone made you uneasy for some reason. You took a deep breath and pressed the grey buttons with the number she’d had written down on our fridge.

‘Always down the road if you need me xxx-xx—Anderson’ 

The small heart she drew next to it was cute, soft. She really was just a woman underneath all that grit.

The sound of a soft sigh and click made you rock on your heels a bit. Holding the phone close to the shell of your ear.

“Hello?” She said, sounding like she had just gotten up. 

“Heya, Abby, did I wake you?” You asked sympathetically.

You jumped at the sound of her clearing her throat and rustling on the other line. Almost like she had just suddenly sat up straight.

“Hey! No, I’m up…I’m up; what’s going on?”

Her voice much clearer now.

You twisted the red cord of the house phone talking to her. Explaining the situation and seeing if she was free. She wasn’t at the moment but said she’d be over in an hour or so. You thanked her and said goodbye, letting her hang up first. 

A beat of soft breathing passed, then she spoke up.

“Alrighty then, see you…”

Was this awkward that you both had said bye and yet neither one of you had hung up yet… or confirming your thoughts of the past few weeks not just being ‘nothing.’.

You laughed awkwardly and eventually clicked the phone to hang up. 

As much as your mind was jumbled mess, it would be nice to see her face. Nana was teasing but said she’d brought by a box of tissues for you. How sweet, driving five miles just for that. You were lost in thought thinking about all these unspoken moments happening between you and the all mighty miss ‘fix-it’

You didn’t even notice how crazy you must’ve looked, hand still on the phone, giggling to yourself.

You pulled yourself together and straightened up. You still have chores to do yourself; maybe you could see the sleep last so you could see Abby for a bit while she worked. To thank her for the tissues, nothing more. 

The afternoon had grown a grey color, a small shadow of clouds falling down. You being much too distracted with doing other things hasn’t noticed the sudden stillness of the wind.

You’d been mid small talk with Abby, watching her nail a few things in place when you felt a droplet on your shoulder. The cold sensation caught you off guard, but Abby asking you to hold a nail still snapped you out of it.

The closeness to her definitely made your heart speed up a bit. You could count the freckles on her cheeks if you wanted, but you focused on helping her.

“Just hold that still for me,” she asked.

You nodded and let her finish up with your minor help when the first crack of thunder rolled past.

The next thing you two know, Abby's hat brim was filling with rainwater. The heavy downpour wasn’t sudden, but you’d been too distracted to notice. Great.

“Damn it to hell—come on!” You weren’t sure if you were impressed or startled by the firm grip she had on your wrist, pulling you to your feet. Dropping the nails you had in hand. You both retreated to the nearby barn.

With heavy breathing, you leaned against a wooden beam. Clothes soaked and sticking to you, uncomfortably.

“You alright?” You asked her, glancing over to her shaking off her hat.

“Yeah, just drenched,” she replied, gesturing to herself. 

“You and you both,” you laughed and looked away from her tee that was definitely a little more see-through with the rain soaked into it, whew.

When the rain began to ease and Abby moved to check outside, you blurted out, “Thanks, by the way.”

“…For what?” She glanced back at you, brows lifted slightly, with that cute head tilt.

“Oh, uh, the tissues. That was… thoughtful of you.”

“Didn’t think it was a big deal. You needed them, so…” Abby’s lips twitched into the faintest smile, and she gave a small, nonchalant shrug.

“Well, it was sweet,” you said quickly, feeling a little flustered as her gaze lingered on you.

Her smile grew, though she didn’t say anything else. Instead she turned to stop herself from the smile growing further. She opened the barn door just enough to peek outside, gesturing for you to follow as the drizzle began to slow.

When you got back to the house, Nana was in the kitchen, stirring a pot on the stove. She turned to greet you with a knowing look. “Storm catch y’all off guard?”

“Sure did,” you muttered, setting your muddy boots by the door.

Abby offered a polite nod. “Rain came out of nowhere, but we got everything squared away.”

Nana’s eyes flicked between you and Abby, a small smirk tugging at her lips. “Well, it’s good to have help around. Lord knows she can’t do it all herself,” she said, nudging you lightly.

“Don’t I know it,” Abby teased, her voice playful.

Before you could retort, Papaw’s voice called from the living room. “She can handle herself just fine. Ain’t that right, girl?”

You winced at his tone, a little sharper than usual. Clearly not a fan of the insinuation. Nana shot you a look that said, Don’t start anything, before turning back to her pot.

“Well, we’re grateful for the help anyway,” she said, her voice light but pointed.

. “I should get going. Thanks for letting me dry off here.” Abby seemed to pick up on the subtle tension, clearing her throat as she glanced toward the door.

Troubles in paradise. Sigh

Taglist: @abbylvr69 @snake-in-a-flower-crown @cutyoursoul

[marina41trench]

Izumi Iori - 16 STAR SIGNS RabbiChat

Nikaidou Yamato: Well then, Ichi-san. I’m looking forward to working with you for the “16 STAR SIGNS” interview.

Izumi Iori: Yes, I look forward to working with you as well.

Izumi Iori: I’ll ask just in case, are you not going back to your room?

Nikaidou Yamato: This is fine. Let’s have a RabbiChat together

You did it with Mitsu and Riku in the living room before, right?

Izumi Iori: Well, we did.

Izumi Iori: Nii-san and Nanase-san fill the gap with their energetic gestures, speaking what they type, and frequent changes in their expressions.

You don’t show much emotion, and your movements are very limited.

Nikaidou Yamato: So you mean that talking in a RabbiChat with me in the same room is not interesting,,?

Izumi Iori: I didn’t say that.

Or rather, please don’t suddenly make a pleading face

Nikaidou Yamato: That’s because you said that you prefer I change expressions

Izumi Iori: I didn’t say that either.

Let’s begin the RabbiChat interview.

Nikaidou Yamato: Thanks, Ichi 🥹

Nikaidou Yamato: Since we’re already doing a RabbiChat face to face, I’ll sit beside you~

Izumi Iori: Eh

Nikaidou Yamato: Feeling embarrassed?

Izumi Iori: I am not

Nikaidou Yamato: What a cute guy (laugh)

Izumi Iori: How vexing (angry)

Nikaidou Yamato: I wonder how we’ll start, though.

I’ll try imitating Manager from the previous project

Izumi Iori: I agree. Since we’re the first batch, let’s do it formally.

Nikaidou Yamato: Yes! This time in “16 STAR SIGNS,” a member of the same group will interview the birthday person as part of the project.

The interview will be in RabbiChat, so you’ll feel closer to the idols!

Nikaidou Yamato: Getting to the point, the interview contains 4 important points!

1. Thoughts on the opening

2. Your favorite visual displayed in the exhibit

3. Original question from the interviewer

4. Message to the fans

Nikaidou Yamato: Yamato-san will be in charge of asking these 4 questions to Iori-san.

Please treat them well! ✨

Izumi Iori: You

Izumi Iori: You even imitated Manager’s tone

Nikaidou Yamato: Oh, you’re smiling

I like the idea of doing a RabbiChat in the same room!

Izumi Iori: I was taken by surprise

Nikaidou Yamato: Okay, let’s continue while we’re at it.

Starting with the first question! What was your impression that you’ll have your own “16 STAR SIGNS” birthday store?

Izumi Iori: Of course, I was happy.

It’s not usual for IDOLiSH7 to be chosen for such a large scale project

Izumi Iori: I’m thankful that we could enjoy more things with the fans in different forms, not just on TV and concerts.

Nikaidou Yamato: Aah.

Moreover, it’s amazing that people come to the store just to celebrate your birthday

Izumi Iori: Yes. I will never forget this spectacle, and will continue to be more devoted from now on

Nikaidou Yamato: I see. I remember you went there secretly

Izumi Iori: I went there with Yotsuba-san and Isumi-san on our way home from school. I was relieved to see it was crowded.

I feel a bit embarrassed to see my merchandise lined up.

Nikaidou Yamato: Aaah, it’ll be same the for me when it’s my turn,,

Izumi Iori: Yes. It’s more stunning than you think.

Nikaidou Yamato: I-I’ll prepare myself…

Nikaidou Yamato: Moving to the second question, now that we talked about the store

In those displayed visuals, which one did you feel attached to, or your favorite?

Nikaidou Yamato: You’re going to put an autograph on it, right

Izumi Iori: Yes. There was a proposal that I will write an autograph on a visual I feel attached to, as part of the store’s enjoyment tied to the interview, so I put one before the opening day.

Nikaidou Yamato: So which one did you put an autograph on?

Izumi Iori: “16 PRODUCERS”

Nikaidou Yamato: Oh! That’s kind of unexpected

You’re the kind of person I’d expect to pick one where you look smart

Izumi Iori: Compared to the others, it’s certainly the one I look the most relaxed

Izumi Iori: Someone making a production for another. I didn’t have someone to call a friend so experiencing this was made possible because I met IDOLiSH7. It’s because I met all of you.

Izumi Iori: While looking at the visuals up until now, it strengthened my feelings

I chose this because it’s the one where I felt I was myself

Nikaidou Yamato: Can I pat your head?

Izumi Iori: Absolutely not.

Nikaidou Yamato:

Nikaidou Yamato: You certainly didn’t make that expression in front of others when I first met you.

That was the time when Mitsu and Riku produced you, huh

Izumi Iori: Please don’t say that as if you’re not involved.

Izumi Iori: You’re one of the people who changed me.

You, our leader, are indispensable in IDOLiSH7.

Nikaidou Yamato: Ichi..

Nikaidou Yamato: Thanks. You’re one of the people who changed me, too.

Really, a lot of things happened between us

Izumi Iori: I have a feeling I know the reason, but could you tell me?

Nikaidou Yamato: You’re making a really good face, Ichi..

Izumi Iori: You keep an easygoing attitude, so I can’t let this chance pass.

Just repeating Nii-san’s words

Nikaidou Yamato: These brothers are really something..

Nikaidou Yamato: You’re the guy who told me that when I get attached to IDOLiSH7, I’d fight for it no matter what.

Personally, that made me really shocked.

Being told that by someone younger than me, I thought I should change

Izumi Iori: Supposedly, even if I or the other members fail, as long as you’re firm, IDOLiSH7 will be fine. That’s how much you’ve changed

Nikaidou Yamato: Stop that~~ I don’t have that kind of confidence

Izumi Iori: Well, I have no plans of failing so I’m fine.

Nikaidou Yamato: I’ll rely on you!

Izumi Iori:

Nikaidou Yamato: Uhm, let’s move to the 3rd question, which is an original question from the interviewer!

Nikaidou Yamato: “Please tell me your wish to the shooting star,” as connection to “16 STAR SIGNS”

Izumi Iori: I see. This is a Nikaidou-san-like romantic question.

Nikaidou Yamato: You think I'm a romanticist?!

Izumi Iori: At your core, you’re pure and dreamy.

Nikaidou Yamato: Wait a minute this is making me embarrassed. When this interview ends tell me what you think of me…

Izumi Iori: I’ll answer the question.

Izumi Iori: I only have one wish. Which is to make people know, even if it’s just a single person, that IDOLiSH7 is the best idol group.

Izumi Iori: I know the appeal of IDOLiSH7 more than anyone. Their singing voices cross over the rainbow, charming everyone with their radiance, and these 7 members.

I would even wish for the shooting star to spread it around the world.

Nikaidou Yamato: So cool……

Izumi Iori: Thank you.

I have expectations when it’s your turn.

Nikaidou Yamato: I wonder if I can say it as stylishly as you

Izumi Iori: I’ll request Nii-san to dig you thoroughly.

Nikaidou Yamato: I’m scared. He’ll definitely dig me with a shovel or even a bulldozer

Nikaidou Yamato:

Izumi Iori:

Nikaidou Yamato: This is the last one!

This time give your message to your fans, not IDOLiSH7.

Izumi Iori: I see, I understand.

Izumi Iori: To those who looked at my merchandise happily while walking in the store. To those who went wearing items of my member color. I’ve seen all your smiles.

Izumi Iori: We have lots of opportunities to see the fans on stage. Now, seeing the situation at the store, it feels like we’re present beyond everyone’s daily life.

Izumi Iori: Studies. Work. Chores. Thank you very much for supporting and coming to see me in your respective lives.

I, Izumi Iori, will continue to devote myself as a member of IDOLiSH7 and as an idol, so that your everyday life will be painted with color.

Izumi Iori: From this point on, please keep liking me.

Nikaidou Yamato: My heart skipped a beat at the last part

Izumi Iori: Since this is a special project where I have my own store.

Nikaidou Yamato: I’ll take this as a lesson.

Alright Ichi-san. Since it’s lunch time, are you hungry?

Izumi Iori: Yes, a bit...

Nikaidou Yamato: Since today’s a special day, what’s your request?

Izumi Iori: Well, since I don’t have school today, I want to eat a bento.

Kinako charaben.[1]

Nikaidou Yamato: OK! Give me a moment then!

-

Translation Notes:

[1] Charaben is a short-form of “character bento.” It’s a customized bento (Japanese boxed lunch) where people decorate food that resembles characters.

UPDATE 2025/01/28 - Fixed grammatical errors on a few lines pointed by a fellow manager.

[majoryeager104]

𝔚𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ'𝔡 𝔡𝔬

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𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕

“𝐼 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑟𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑑 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢， 𝑖ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑓𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒.“ － 𝑗． 𝑟． 𝑟． 𝑡．

Summary: an au where Touya was taken into custody after his initial fight with Shoto. Ever since Endeavors little stunt, you and Touya’s siblings have been arguing in his stead to wrap up the project entirely. Natsuo especially has been quite vocal, even to Touya.

Warnings: language

Touya Todoroki x gn!childhood friend reader

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It had been about a month since Touya’s little face-off with Enji. At the time, he’d been too panicked to realize just how much of a big deal it really was. But the thought settled in one day after another. In fact, his mind was so clouded with the moment, playing the memory over and over in his head, wondering just why did he do that, that he had begun to spend some of his spare time locked in his room again.

He hadn’t noticed the snow thaw over time- it seemed like today he’d just looked up and out and the green grass was suddenly there, catching his attention with wide eyes. It seemed as though the flowers outside had just begun to take root, he could see little buds in the grass. He stared out the window for a while before standing up and leaving his room, feeling rather stagnant all of a sudden, like he’d stopped moving for so long that he’d forgotten how fast the world would move without him.

As he left his room, he couldn’t help but notice a slight change. And by that, I mean he flinched like a stray cat at a sudden loud outburst from the kitchen. He wandered down the hall, an eyebrow raised as he peeked around the corner. In the kitchen with his back turned to Touya, stood Natsuo. He was on the phone, and he didn’t sound too pleased with whoever was on the other end.

“what do you mean? Was none of that good enough for you? We all saw it!!”

silence

“you know damn well he’s made progress! You can’t just lock him up here forever! What’s the point of fuckin ‘rehabilitative therapy’ if you won’t let him live a normal life?”

oh. It’s about him.

Touya sighed, sticking his hands in his pockets and leaning in the doorway, watching his brother as he ran a hand through his hair with a scoff following shortly afterwards; a habit he’d had as a kid that he didn’t seem to have dropped. Touya found that a bit endearing, but continued watching quietly.

“Look, just-…Just give him an hour out. I know he won’t do anything. You know it too. We’ll all be there, and you can always have a bunch of soldiers up our asses like usual.”

Touya perked up a bit as he stared at his brother, almost hoping to hear the response. But Natsu’s shoulders slumped, and he sighed, nodding.

“yeah. Whatever. Fuck you, Bye.”

and with that, he hung up the phone, staring at it for a moment with a tired look.

“look at you, my number one defender over here..”

Touya said quietly, taking a few steps in. Natsuo glanced over at him, a chuckle leaving his lips as he relaxed a little. He didn’t say anything though, instead opting for silence as he looked over at his big brother.

“you really didn’t have to do that.”

Touya said that rather quietly, reaching out to put a hand on his shoulder. Natsuo stared at his grip for a moment before chuckling again, a small smile forming. “Eh, you can’t blame me for trying…”

Touya shrugged, offering his own smile. He didn’t really know what else to say, so he left it at that, opting to change the subject to something far more trivial in attempts to raise Natsu’s spirits. But the attempt that his little brother had made to help him lingered in the back of his mind for quite a while, till it muted all thoughts of his spat with Enji entirely.

For some reason, he found it beyond touching how concerned his brother had been. It wasn’t the first time Natsuo had shown care for him, obviously, so why was this different? Why was it that the look in his eyes when he’d spoken over the phone to god knows who, made Touya want to hug him? He found himself chuckling at the thought of his attempt succeeding, so much so he almost wished it had. How nice would it be to stand in the sun free again? He never realized he’d miss the cool breeze this much, but as he stared out his window he found himself longing for it more and more.

He hadn’t expected any of these attempts to work- he later discovered that this wasn’t Natsuo’s first call- it turned out that he’d made plenty to various government officials involved. But in what Touya later realized to be quite the smart move (despite his annoyance), Natsuo finally managed to call the right person, and hit the right buttons.

Touya walked out one morning about a week after his short talk with Natsuo. He’d been coming out to make breakfast for himself when he saw you and his family chatting excitedly at the table.

“what’re you guys-”

“TOUYA!! GUESS WHAT?”

Fuyumi grinned when she saw him, standing up with a wide smile. Once again, Touya flinched like a cat in surprise, almost hopping at the sudden noise. “What?” He asked bluntly, walking around to the table with his arms crossed, annoyed (but secretly amused) by the excited intrusion to his peaceful morning.

“We’re going out tomorrow!”

silence

“…huh?”

Natsuo snorted, repeating Fuyumi’s words at the sight of Touya’s shocked expression. “We’re going out tomorrow. I managed to find someone willing to put in a good word for us- heck, he wanted to come along too.”

Touya was definitely confused now. “No way you got someone who’d want to come within a mile of me.”

“but we did! He’s in the other room talking with the guards about you right now!” Fuyumi chimed in, glancing at you excitedly. Touya looked to you too; you’d been quiet. Too quiet. And you had a weird look on your face, like you knew he wouldn’t like this.

“who the fuck is that stupid?”

Natsuo looked at him and snorted again, taking a sip of his coffee.

“a retired hero. He runs a very big agency. You’ve met.”

“retired? Why would I know a-”

“heyyyy there you are!”

Touya glanced back at the door, his peaceful morning now beyond destroyed. dear god not him.

“been a while, Dabi! Or wait, should I call you Touya now? Wow, already on a first name basis”

Touya glanced back at you, his eyes conveying that, yes, he did not in fact like this, before glancing back at the retired hero.

The retired hero being Hawks, or Keigo Takami, wearing a tight suit and a shit eating grin.

“I’ll be escorting you guys on your little day out tomorrow.”

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𝚃𝚊𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 <𝟹 @greenmanshoe @shaunarcanine @sugurusmoon @hktfbuo @sweetlike-sugarplum @porusuniverse (lmk if you wanna join it)

I fucking love being a writer lmao pulling shit like this is what I LIVE FOR.

[dykedvonte]

I keep seeing fanarts of ppl's OC's being on the ship, so do you think that if there was 6st crewmember (specifically, another woman) Anya would've been more safe? Like, someone to actually call Jimmy's begaviour out, someone Anya might wanna trust? Is there a possibility something might have changed (even if a little) or it would not have mattered at all?

-💀

I feel like the game would make it part of the commentary on where she would believe and help Anya but still be sort of dismissive? Like the whole “don’t waste time crying and being scared keep going and move on, don’t let him win”. It’s supposed to be positive and reinforcing but sometimes it does more damage in those times of mourning and grief, it feels patronizing, like you don’t understand what you’re going through but they do. Even if they did call out his behavior it’s still on Curly to act and while another voice would help, it’s still 4 against 2 on guys that don’t get it until they have to vs women who always have to.

I don’t mind mouthwashing OCs but I do get a bit bored as they tend to be borderline saviors or like Jimmy aligned. They are either more complicit than Curly or just Jimmy haters for no reason, outside of what the creators know about what he did to Anya. I am never irked by OCs but in a story like mouthwashing you really need to think about what your character adds to the commentary, especially if they are there during the crash. It’s nice to have like characters on Anya’s side more whole heartedly and interesting to see characters who placate Jimmy but sometimes it’s one note.

I can’t and don’t want to police peoples OCs it’s never my intention when I comment on trends I notice, but I do feel like the way people make their OCs interact with these two characters and especially Curly, really show a grave misunderstanding of the narrative and these characters as people vs roles in the story. Still, I know people just make up characters for fun and that’s fine. Great even, but I guys I’m focusing more on OCs that are supposed to have those serious dynamics. My favs tend to be pretty-Tulpar or post-Tulpar au OCs.

The inevitably of the crash is on Jimmy. He did that not because he wasn’t stopped but because all his means to kill Anya were taken. The gun, the axe. Even if Curly did strip him of his co-pilot privileges and try to keep him contained there’s only so many people. An extra body helps but they have jobs they have to do, he’s the only one steering the whole ship and Jimmy would likely have an out: food, bathroom, etc. He’s not new and if he couldn’t crash the ship directly, who’s to say he wouldn’t sabotage something else? A clunker like the Tulpar wouldn’t take much. An extra person helps but it’s just another thing that prolongs what a person like Jimmy is willing to do to shirk responsibility.

It’s more than just needing someone to stand up to him and think that’s what is missing when it comes to inserting a character into the mouthwashing setting.

[flags-planes-and-fire]

Diego Vegezzi via Instagram

Bonus, comment from Kuku that I thought was funny.

Translation of Kuku's comment: Thank you God for this man

[batsplat]

watched donington 2005 bc of your rec and loved it! do you have any more recs for interesting (and/or messy) wet races?

sure do! we're going to take a broad definition of 'wet' race here... there's also been some major rule changes this century, like bike swaps didn't used to be a thing - plus I'm not particularly inclined to check how each race was actually categorised. so for our purposes here, any race where I remember the track being wet playing a significant role counts

in honour of being incredibly inconsistent with the asterisk system, this time I've added * or ** by how much of a definite recommend it is as a wet race (also to be complete I'll include donington '05)

donington 2000*: valentino's first premier class win and a very valentino way to do it. absolute horror show of a start that drops him to thirteenth on lap one, and he picks his way through from there on the damp track. lovely little comeback ride as they wobble around - crucially at a time when vale did not have a good reputation as a wet weather racer. fun 3-way fight for the win

suzuka 2002**: the first ever motogp race in nasty nasty conditions, and features an unexpected starring performance from japanese wild card rider akira ryo who was very familiar with the track and where all the puddles were. valentino sticks behind him for much of this race, watching and learning. showcases valentino's approach rather nicely

le mans 2003: this one isn't wet for most of the race, and when it starts raining the race is interrupted. that being said, the sete/valentino duel in slippery conditions after the race resumes is fun and fiddly enough to justify its inclusion. banger of a last lap

mugello 2004: same as above - interrupted a few laps before the end for rain. the conditions are very uncertain when they resume, and the last few laps involves a multi-rider scrap between riders on slicks on a track that is very much not dry. fantastic race

shanghai 2005: conditions proper nasty start to finish, crazy amounts of spray. vale does the thing where he gives himself a bit of work to do and is 6th at some point during the first lap, though he's soon up to 2nd and goes about hunting down kenny roberts jr. in the end he disappears out front, so it's up to everyone else to make it exciting (mostly by struggling to stay on track)

donington 2005**: this one's a go-to pick for a reason. horrendous conditions, high attrition rate, lairy saves, a tense fight for the lead before valentino eventually feels comfortable enough to pull a painful margin on the field. classic race all round

phillip island 2006*: first ever bike swap race! late in the season so it's all very dramatic with the title fight - you've still got several different contenders at this stage with constantly changing fortunes. drama up and down the field until the very very end

donington 2007**: proper wet race and exactly what you want from these things, with the run order constantly chopping and changing. the winning rider spends a lot of time in a lot of different positions, great ride to fight his way through

sachsenring 2008: dani's leading the championship, vale crashed the last time out at assen before recovering to 11th, casey's won the last two races... all three of them have very different races in the full wet conditions. incidentally the last race before laguna

indy 2008*: proper fun scrap in appalling conditions! the usual suspects and also some more unusual suspects (that year anyway) scrapping it out at the sharp end of the race - and they really are going for it given the conditions. once stopped, there isn't a restart, though there's still that fun bit where casey joins valentino to (presumably) tell ezpeleta that they are not going back out there

le mans 2009*: my pitch for this one is that it has a claim to being the most embarrassing race of valentino's career. everything that could possibly go wrong did go wrong. I laugh every time I think about this race, but I suppose you have to admire his perseverance

mugello 2009*: yeah, this one's fun! bike swap race right after le mans so Certain Riders are playing it a bit safe... some great tussling and mixing it up and odd run orders in this one, just what you're looking for. incidentally the last race before catalunya

donington 2009*: another one for people who sometimes want to watch some very talented athletes embarrass themselves. casey has the mystery illness excuse for making a ridiculous tyre choice, but the others? lemme not speak. great chaotic shenanigans

sepang 2009: valentino's first matchpoint race, but he has a horrendous first lap (after qualifying well for once) that makes it look like the championship might not be quite done yet. great race out front from casey, though a lot of this one is about tracking vale and jorge's progress through the field. good fun!

le mans 2011*: plenty of talking points post-race, with some riders perhaps not balancing risk/reward quite right on the slippery track. a fierce fight for the final two podium spots behind casey

silverstone 2011*: the signature casey wet weather performance, and it's just too good from him to be exciting out front. still, the conditions are nasty enough there's plenty of peril behind - which two riders in particular discover while attempting to take on dovi

valencia 2011*: unpleasant first corner pile-up, but it's a nice little race from there in tricky conditions that get worse at the end. an extended dovi/dani duel that has real stakes for championship standings and pride. also you get a really dramatic ending out front, kinda out of nowhere? worth sticking with this one

le mans 2012*: jorge's in that stage of his career where he's a decent wet weather racer, and he very much disappears out front as battle rages behind. valentino fights with casey, fights with dovi/cal, fights with casey again... the last vale/casey duel featuring a last lap overtake

assen 2014: wet to dry bike swap, with more rain threatening. it features the first real dovi/marc scrap (doesn't last long, but they have a 2nd go at it as marc hunts dovi down). plus there's also an impressive comeback ride from vale after a poor tyre choice

aragon 2014: rather a nasty valentino crash close to the start - but once you're through that, you're in for quite a silly one. let's just say the dominant rider that year does not have a particularly dignified day in the office. dry to wet bike swap race, which some perhaps grasped a little too late

silverstone 2015**: first race in which valentino lost the championship lead, but this is the bounce back race in the soaking wet. marc puts a lot of pressure on valentino here, it's 2015, what more do you want? late pressure from other riders too, a signature valentino wet weather ride

misano 2015*: big twists, big turns, massive title fight implications. a flag-to-flag race where both title contenders perhaps don't get it quite right... a lot of chaos where bike swap timing makes all the difference. a truly excellent performance from the winner

sachsenring 2016: no prizes for guessing who won this one, but way more jeopardy than the average visit to the circuit. marc just got these flag-to-flags bang on so often, and it's fun watching him secure what at one stage looked like rather an unlikely victory

brno 2016**: if you can, go into this one without being spoiler-ed, because I promise you that you will not be able to guess the podium combination after the first few laps. a lot of this race ends up being about tyre choice. a slow burn but a goody

misano 2017**: in that stretch of 2017 where every race is a Big Title Fight Race, which makes it so fun 2017 had so many of those in the wet. a fun race throughout, but the last lap is particularly daring and memorable. a signature marc performance

motegi 2017**: a race that gradually builds to a dovi/marc duel - and the additional jeopardy added by the conditions makes it something special. one hell of a last lap

sepang 2017**: first match point race, just to add a little extra drama to proceedings. a lot of tense wobbling about as dovi attempts to navigate his way back to the lead of the race - including past his rather stubborn teammate. excellent performance under high pressure from dovi

valencia 2018*: the conditions get so poor you do get several crashes that just make for unpleasant viewing... when they finally red flag it, the field is severely depleted, then it's broadly more of the same. defo a good race if 'chaos' is what you're looking for

le mans 2020*: entire race on wet track. I don't remember the 1st half of this being all that exciting, but once it gets going it's just SUCH dumb chaos, in a title fight that's all about dumb chaos

austria 2021**: a race that will be remembered more than anything because of the crazy way in which it was won. the whole race is fun, but the last few laps are kinda unforgettable

motegi 2023*: quite fun to have a flag-to-flag this late in the championship fight! the title contenders feature heavily in this one and there's enough shake-ups in the order to keep things interesting. psa: this race doesn't get restarted. pretty short

honourable mentions: valencia 2001, estoril 2002, jerez 2004, estoril 2005, le mans 2007, assen 2011, phillip island 2011, assen 2016, le mans 2021, argentina 2023

[buttercupshands]

Playing through Red&Yellow 2.0 undertale mod and let's just say

I haven't been this inspired to draw something undertale related *specifically* from Undertale itself in years

Also play it if you haven't and you have undertale on pc, it's extremely worth it

[captainshyguy]

i do wish that people hadnt been so rabidly critical and vicious towards steven universe back in the day, because now it feels like u cant discuss any parts of the show u didnt like without getting lumped in with those guys lol

[chibishortdeath]

Hmmm I kinda want to make a side blog for RPG Maker game development related things to be able to talk to more experienced people in that community, but at the same time I both don’t really think I’d get much attention and don’t want to accidentally spoil my own game (^^ ; ).

I have a rough story, concept doodles, a tileset, some character sprites, an enemy that walks around but can’t initiate battle yet (if I even decide to have a battle system), a couple rooms with some events, and a functioning run button, but I’m still lost on how to do much else at the moment. Especially since this program has the ability for scripting, meaning I’ll probably have to learn and actually retain another coding language.

So, I’m not very far at all lol. Idk how well that’d go over on the established fandom website, but eh.

[thecherrygod]

if i ever were to write anything for my robot hdb au the chapter in which harry finally gets a dick would be called "have you tried turning it on and off again?" and it would be a constant trial and error, it would end on the successful attempt but on a cliffhanger also

[collecting--stardust]

Just checked the calendar and realized that I will miss the entire race day for Le Mans because I'll be on my flight back to uni 🧍🏻

[megaawkwardhuman]

OK SO I wrote most of this starting at 2 am and stopping at like 3 also 4 am after listening to numbers by temporex for the fifth time (I was inspired by the overall vibe of the song link to the song if you wanna check it out) and originally it was going to be small bummer fic written only for myself where Guillermo did get turned by Derek and he goes back but nothing changes around him but I got a little too carried away so now it’s about (roughly) that and Nandor wishing for Guillermo to return after he left and didn’t return after becoming a vampire.

disclaimer: I'm currently clinging onto a free grammarly account for dear life and I tried my best to edit the nonsense I wrote instead of sleeping so if at any point this sounds weird I apologize! 

and with all of that out of the way I now give you Just Alright:

Guillermo sat in the same old bed he’s been sleeping in for over a decade. He thought when Derek turned him things would change but no not much changed when it came to the way he was treated. Things did change overall sure he was gone for weeks before returning to the mansion but in a way they haven’t. What it all boiled down to was the fact that nobody really noticed the change. Normally Guillermo chalked it up to them being assholes but the reason they didn’t care or notice this time around was due to the fact that they had gotten themselves busy while he was gone.

Laszlo tried to go back to his old ways but after the loss of baby Colin he found himself going over to sean’s place to distance himself from the energy vampire he help raise. Whenever anyone asks him about it he brushes him off. Due to him being away from the house most of the time, he didn’t even know Guillermo was back let alone now a vampire for a while.

Colin Robinson still doesn’t remember being a freak child at all and so he went back into looking into energy vampires just now without the help of Laszlo. He tried to get Laszlo’s help at first but after a couple of fuck offs he gave up. He still treated Guillermo the way he did before mainly to annoy him. 

Nadja had a lot on her plate. At first, it was having to deal with what to do now that the nightclub dream was basically dead then it was getting to the council building back to the way it was before to trying to get Laszlo to stop hiding away in the neighbor's house and actually getting him to sit down and talk about how he was feeling. With all of that, she didn’t seem to care he was a vampire now. I mean it was understandable she was doing a lot but she still treated him like a familiar. He wasn’t even her familiar to begin with yet he was still left to do all the hard labor for her. After some protesting and reminding her that he’s an equal now for the tenth time she got a familiar to do her bidding instead.

The only one who cared at all about the change was his ex-master Nandor. As for why well that’s a really long story. Let’s just say he’s the reason why he ended up back there.

Guillermo thought about going back at first. It was his original plan but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He knew he would have to eventually to get his stuff back but he wanted to fend for himself. He knew he could go out on his own he didn’t need any big strong vampires to fight for him he was Guillermo: by blood a vampire killer, an ex-familiar, an ex-bodyguard, and now a vampire. He knew how to kill he could live alone and they wouldn’t care if he was gone. If they did someone would have found him by now and begged him to come back.

But in the blink of an eye after a couple of weeks of trying to live on is own only to crash at Derek’s place half of the time to just living with Derek (Derek needed a friend anyway), he found himself face to face with the entrance of the place he wasted over a decade of his life in. He doesn’t remember walking back just suddenly being at the door.

“What the fuck why am I back here?” he asked himself. He tried to turn back but he couldn’t. No like he physically couldn’t turn back. Despite not wanting to be there he knocked the door. 

“Come in the door is open.” He heard a voice he really didn’t want to hear say. He could also hear a few footsteps on the other side along with a few small sniffles thanks to vampire hearing. He opened the door and got a few steps in before getting tackled into a hug by Nandor. Guillermo was not only surprised but still had no idea what on earth was happening.

“What the fuck is going on?” Guillermo says extremely confused. He looked around over the vampire’s shoulder as Nandor cried into his. As he was searching he found the Djinn standing there with his notebook and pen not too far from them. Well, that explains it. Guillermo didn’t have time to be upset yet since he has to deal with the sobbing vampire hugging him.

Wait Nandor was hugging him willingly? Guillermo tried his best to pinch himself. “Ow.” well he wasn’t dreaming so yeah he WAS hugging him and he was hugging him REALLY tightly. If he was still human this would have most likely killed him either due to suffocation or Nandor accidentally breaking something really important. 

“Oh, Guillermo where have you been? I was so worried about you I- I missed you so much.” as he talked he cried harder and harder. Guillermo was honestly surprised to see him in such a state. He can’t recall seeing him express his emotions or saying how he felt ever let alone see him cry this hard. He was HUGGING HIM for fuck’s sake. 

“Master I like this and all but this is starting to hurt a lot” he knew he didn’t need to call him that but he still did out of habit. Plus he didn’t know if calling him Nandor would piss him off so it was better to be safe for now.

“I just missed you so much and if I hug you tight enough you won’t be able to leave again.”

Guillermo would be lying if he said that didn’t make him feel at least a little bit like shit. But in his defense, he thought Nandor would be too busy reading his books or whatever to notice his absence. Sure he wouldn’t be gone forever since he has all eternity to go back to the house to say hi or to bump into Nandor while out hunting and small talk about his times as his familiar. He didn’t expect Nandor to actually be hurt by this. He knew he should have known better but he did what he did anyway without taking Nandor actually noticing into consideration.

“You didn’t even leave a note. I thought you were out on one of your silly human errands, but when you didn’t return I thought you were hurt or dead.”

“Well, I’m here now.”

“And that’s all that matters.” Nandor slowly let go of the hug.

Guillermo wanted to say his goodbyes and get out as fast as he can but he knew he would feel like shit if he left knowing it would hurt Nandor this much he made his way inside. 

After Nandor calmed down a bit they ended up walking to Nandor’s room to talk. Looking around his room and the house overall while thankfully repaired the house was still a mess. Bodies were all over the place, candles melted all the way down leaving puddles of wax, and every other surface was dusty. It reminded him of when he first returned to the house after trying to leave this life behind for the first time. 

When he entered Nandor’s room it was messier than the rest of the house but considering the state he was in when he entered Guillermo could make an educated guess as to why so he knew he couldn’t judge.

“Sorry for the mess. When I noticed you were gone for longer than usual at first I tried to ignore it but I just couldn’t. I tore this room apart trying to see if you hid a letter or anything that would tell me where you went. It was honestly stupid of me to think you would hide something like that since you didn’t hide the letter you left behind last time.”

“I really should have told you why I left before…” should he tell the truth?

“Before what?” he looked at him confused then he saw his fangs. “Oh…”

“I paid Derek to turn me.” 

Silence so thick you could feel it fill the room. It was Nandor who broke it with tears slowly running down his face again as he spoke.

 “Why?”

“Look I know you view vampirism as a curse and I knew you didn’t want to turn me because of that and I know you’re not the biggest fan of change so by turning this way you wouldn’t have to-”

“Why did you not come back?” 

Nandor’s words felt like a stake to the heart. Guillermo didn’t know how to respond so he froze. Any word he could think of saying vanished like he did weeks before abruptly and without saying goodbye. If he didn’t feel like shit before he felt like the worst person on planet earth now.

“Master I-”

“DON’T YOU DARE CALL ME THAT!” 

“LOOK I’M SORRY OK!?”

“You think that’s going to make up for you abandoning me!?”

“I didn’t plan to stay away I was going to come back.”

“When Guillermo fucking when?”

Silence flooded the room again. This time It was Guillermo who ended it.

“Nandor look I’m so fucking sorry I didn’t intend to leave permanently I was going to come back and change everything for the better but couldn’t bring myself to go back I… I’m so sorry. If I knew I would be out for as long as I have I would have said goodbye.” In the middle of his sentence, Guillermo caught Nandor’s tears and began to cry too. “If I were you I wouldn’t forgive me.” 

Nandor went up to him and cupped his right cheek with his hand wiping away a tear. “Oh my sweet sweet Guillermo I knew you wanted it so bad but I didn’t turn you not because being a vampire is a curse. I didn’t turn you cause then you would have left. I know once you were one you would have no purpose here anymore. it was selfish sure but fuck I just couldn’t stand the thought of you leaving and I thought if I kept you busy you wouldn’t leave. Making excuses to keep you as a human, promoting you to bodyguard when your life was at risk, making turning you into a long trip all of it was to keep you by my side for as long as I can. When you were shipped off to England by Laszlo and I ended up traveling alone I was left to think about why I did this. Why I wanted you to stay for so long and when I realized why I didn’t want to think about it. So when we all came back as I was helping you out after you fell into the water filled basement I used finding someone to marry to cover up what I found out” it clicked in Guillermo’s head what he was getting at but he let him continue. “I was hoping every day that you would stop me from going through with the wedding, I made every task hard in hopes it would stop you and, when everyone was objecting I was hoping you would be in that line. I wanted you to stop me causes…I love you Guillermo so so much. I just couldn’t bring myself to fully accept it until you left.” 

Guillermo nuzzled into Nandor’s hand as he began to cry harder “I love you too.”

Nandor pulled him into a kiss.

They could get angry at each other for what they had done another time. For now, all they wanted to do was hug and be glad that they could express how they feel for hopefully not the last time.

And it wasn’t time flew by and they slowly vented out their feelings to each other. They had their scheduled yelling match about what they had both done to each other once all the tears were fully over a few days later. But what had started as them fighting with their tongues figuratively turned into fighting with their tongues literally. Needless to say, they forgave each other quickly after that. As for what they were now they settled on boyfriends. it felt weird at first to say but after a while, the word felt great coming out of their mouths.

Not much has changed really looking back as he sat on his old bed. Laszlo was still horny, Colin was still annoying and Nadja would kill him if he boiled her down into one word even if it was just in his head. But as he sees Nandor take a box of his stuff up to their new room he's glad he at least made one change. Considering he has all eternity to help the others for now he’ll take this as a win. 

“Guillermo, what are you doing?”

“Oh just thinking that’s all.” 

“You know I was doing some thinking too and I was thinking maybe I can give you my last wish.”

“How thought full.” he gave him a peck on the cheek. “You know I think I already know what I’m going to wish for.”

“May I ask what that wish might be?”

“A coffin big and wide enough for the two of us,” Guillermo said with the biggest grin on his face.

[wabblebees]

its hitting real "i want a damn suit" and "i want a damn corset" hours around here folks

[lacebird]

eyyy i really dig that song taylor did with gracie abrams

[arolesbianism]

Was trying to figure out what my favorite abnos are and made a tier list to figure it out and realized I like dream of a black swan Way more than I thought I did