#and ofc i was trying to get some of that 98 feeling in there

[pupyuj]

omg u write for bini ??? tots on sub maloi pls 🥹

HEHE finally decided to work on some bini asks i got from a while back so here’s the first one! 🤓 decided to make this (and as well as my future bini stuff) mostly english so everybody can tune in 🤩 i have to scroll pretty far down for the other ones so pardon me—

sobrang mapang asar 😭 like maloi’s the kind of sub that would do all the risky things to get her way! doesn’t matter if you’ll get angry or if both of you get caught—she gets what she wants and 98% of the time, she does! 😈 if you just so happened to be watching the girls while they’re practicing, bigla-bigla ka na lang uupuan kase occupied na daw yung ibang chairs even though there’s like a whole bench available… teases you to hell and acts so oblivious about it when you accuse her! bcs that’s such an indecent act, she wouldn’t dare to grind her ass into your crotch while the girls were around! 🫢🫢 and she wouldn’t take your hands and put them on her thighs and so dangerously close to her warmth while aiah and jhoanna are talking to the two of you, why would you accuse her of that?! 😖

tapos malibog pa! 😭 hands always on your ass, cops a feel of your boobs when nobody’s looking, whispers dirty things into your ear just to see your face flare up, and even forces you to do the dirty stuff by suddenly putting your hand on her boob like ?/!;!/&!/ 😭😭 takes advantage of your timidness a lot and ykw lowkey toxic with all the emotional manipulation she’s always trying to pull on you… “please hon i need you… sandali lang. love mo ako, diba? do this for me naman…” and ofc you can’t say no kase you do love her!! and maloi was just too pretty to say no to so you let her do whatever she wants! 😩

maloi’s favorite thing? risky sex ofc! the mere thought of fucking while the threat of being found really makes it all feel so much better 😋 being in a bathroom stall, her face pressed against the door while your three fingers are knuckle deep inside her cunt and your other hand squeezing her tit just how she likes it.. and ofc she’s not making any effort to use her own hands to clamp her mouth shut bcs she wants to get caught with you.. but you also made it impossible for her to try and keep quiet! you were just so good ☹️💕

and even if you wanted to stop just so you can spare both of your asses the trouble, maloi’s praises were too enchanting to your ears 😵‍💫

“just l-like that, baby… good girl—ahh..!”

“a-ang tapang mo ngayon, huh…? always knew you had it in you..”

“faster, hon.. good, good..!!”

also she’s definitely an anal girl SORRYYYY like she’s walking around with a butt plug that she made you put in her ass earlier in the morning before going to practice and now you’re looking at it while you’re fucking her from behind and it all just adds to the pleasure 😵‍💫 and maloi doesn’t let you stop until colet’s blowing up her phone telling her to go back to practice 😭

[murmel-malt]

Hedaera Targaryen - 98 AC

Viserys Targaryen x Hedaera Targaryen (OFC) prev / next summery: my answer to the question: what if Viserys and Daemon had a little sister? canon divergent dance of the dragons au featuring canon and original characters.

chapter summery: Viserys and Hedaera welcome their first baby.

A/N: note that english is not my first language so there will probably be some grammar mistakes.

98 - Kingslanding

The last 24 hours have been the most terrifying hours in Hedaera’s life.

She is exhausted; her entire body hurts and feels as fragile as glass. It craves sleep but Daera doesn’t dare to close her eyes, afraid that she will not open them again if she does. She is just laying there as the maids and Maesters move around the room and watches them through a haze, her mind sluggish and desperately trying and failing to catch up. Was this truely how her life was supposed to be? What her grandmother and father want for her? Do they hate her so much? A shiver runs down her spine, leaving goose flesh in its wake, despite the sweltering temperature in and outside the room. This is all just too much. 

A sharp wail cuts through the air and suddenly Daera is wide awake. She sits up with what remains of her strength; the strength of a girl of ten and four just having gone through labor. Almost desperately she looks around the room. She hears her, she knows she is here.

“Where is she?” She asks, voice hoarse from having screamed her lungs out earlier. “Where is my daughter?”

“Please, princess”, the maid soothes her. “Save your strength.” Daera only growls and slaps her hand away when she reaches out.

“Where is my daughter?” she repeats angrily. “I want to see her. Now!” She cranes her neck and leans forward, trying to get a view of the rest of the room. “Where is she? Get her now!” Her voice is rising and before long she is yelling.

“There is no reason for worry, Princess”, an elderly Maester steps up to her. “Your daughter is alive and well.” Daera glares, takes the collar man’s robes in a vice-like grip and yanks him down with a strength that surprises both her and the man.

“Then bring her to me. Right. This. Instant. You old, useless bag of bones”, she orders. Her voice is rising with every word until she is screaming in his face. It rings through the room and several maids flinch. Immediately there is a commotion outside. Voices arguing before the door is thrown open and her brother and Grandmother enter, followed by Aemma and Gael.

“Daera?” Aemma hurries around the bed and to her side instantly; she has tears in her eyes and her hands are shaking when she grips Hedaera’s. Viserys is paler than usual and she sees the fear in his eyes when they meet hers. He is nervously wringing his hands and looking much younger than the one and twenty years he is.

“I want to see her. Tell them to bring her to me”, she says, the tears she feels prickling in her eyes undoubtedly undercutting her authoritative tone. But they do the trick; they always do. Alysanne rounds on the Maester, yelling at the maids to bring the baby in while Viserys, much to her surprise, comes to her side. He carefully sits by her bed and after a moment of hesitation he reaches out and positions the pillows for her to sit up right in the bed.

“Are you alright?” 

No, Daera thinks. She doesn’t feel alright, not at all, but something in her tells her that she is not supposed to say that so she remains quiet. She sees her brother swallow and the tears in Aemma’s eyes threaten to spill over.

“We were so afraid for you, Daera”, she sniffles. “I’m sorry I left.” Hedaera shakes her head and pulls their intertwined hands closer to her. It wasn’t like Aemma had wanted to leave. In fact she had fought the servants that had tried to remove her from the room more than Daera had ever seen her cousin fight anyone before.

“How are you feeling?” Gael’s quiet voice asks as she kneels next to Aemma and even more quietly adds: “It sounded like you were dying.” It certainly felt like that, Daera thinks and reaches to squeeze her aunt’s hand with her free one. Then her eyes meet her brother’s.

“Please don’t make me do this again.” Her voice is barely above a whisper, only audible to the two of them the way she is turned away from Aemma and Gael. She knows it is foolish to hope this will be the first and last time she will have to do this but maybe, just maybe Viserys cares more for her than for having an heir.

“I-”

“Hedaera? My sweet?” Alysanne is standing at the food of her bed, watching Aemma fawn over her. Hedaera had cursed and screamed at the Queen until the Maester insisted that for the sake of her granddaughter’s health it would be better for her to leave until the labor was over. Alysanne had tried to argue but quickly complied when Daera had thrown the music box on her nightstand at her. After that everything that was not a pillow had been removed from her reach.

No screams or curses are hurled at the Queen now, Daera is far too tired for that, and a small part of her even wants her grandmother to comfort her like she used to before everything fell apart. She wants Alysanne to take her into her arms and promise her that everything will be alright, that this is just a bad dream. But it isn’t and her grandmother hasn’t lifted a finger to prevent it. By now Daera has understood that nothing short of her running away could have prevented her marriage to Viserys, not even the Queen, but it doesn’t change the fact that she hadn’t even tried and Daera can never forgive her for that.

Alysanne deflates slightly when her granddaughter only acknowledges her with a brief look and the hopeful light in her eyes dims. She stands there, hands clasped in front of her and watches quietly as a maid finally places the bundled up baby, her great-granddaughter, in Hedaera’s waiting arms. She marvels at how small she is, at the soft tufts of silver hair and the sour expression gracing her little face and a smile grows on her own as she traces her little nose with her finger.

“It is a girl, my Prince”, the maid explains to Viserys and Daera watches his expression carefully. She knows the King has been going on and on about an heir for Viserys, to secure the line of succession. A male heir. And Viserys must have seen her thoughts reflected in her eyes because suddenly he averts his gaze from her’s and Daera’s heart sinks. She will have to do this again, and again until her brother has the son Jaehaerys wants for him. 

“What are you going to name her?” Alysanne asks.

“Her name will be Rhaenyra”, Viserys announces before Daera can say anything and then cringes a bit at her glare. But her anger is short-lived. 

Her brother rises, nodding at the servant hovering by the door and Daera follows his gaze with furrowed brows. Two servants carry in a metal contraption and place it next to the cradle that had been put up next to the window by Daera’s bed. She can feel the warmth radiating from it and grows more confused by the second, until the lid is opened to reveal a yellowish dragon egg placed in a bed of gliming coal. Her heart nearly stops and with wide eyes she looks to Viserys for confirmation. 

She doesn’t know Viserys’ reason for this - perhaps he had thought the baby would be a boy; or perhaps he picked the egg without care if it’s boy or girl; perhaps it is for his ego or perhaps because he knows how hurt Hedaera was for being denied a dragon. But whatever his reason is, she is grateful. “You should hold her”, she tells Viserys and after a moment of hesitation he allows Daera to place their daughter in his arms. He looks very awkward holding her but there is a small smile on his face.

“Father will want to meet his granddaughter”, Viserys says carefully. He has of course noticed her coldness towards their grandmother and father but he has chosen not to comment on it and even seems to cringe a bit himself whenever he witnesses her almost hostile politeness with them. He knows it is because of their marriage and perhaps he is afraid that she will treat him the same if he speaks up. He certainly would no longer be able to pretend their marriage is a happy one like that of their parents.

“He can wait”, Daera decides tensely. The exhaustion is creeping back into her bones and her eyes are drooping already. She sees Viserys hesitate and glares at him. “Do not take her to him without me.” Hedaera will not let their father meet Rhaenyra without reminding him what he did to his own daughter to get this grandchild.

“Alright”, Viserys relents, just like she knew he would.

It took far longer to get ready than Daera had liked, but now she is clean, dressed, and ready to present her daughter to her father. Her silver-golden hair is pulled back in a simple half-up, the strands braided and curled up on the back of her head, and her yellow-gold dress flows comfortably around her. She is as comfortable as she can be with her entire body still sore and hurting.

She insists on carrying Rhaenyra all the way from her chambers to their father’s. Her arms already feel heavy but she will not show any weakness, especially with Viserys side-eying her worriedly. But he is smart enough to hold his tongue.

Their royal father has evidently been busy with his work as the King’s Hand when she and Viserys are admitted to his chambers. The desk he sits at is filled with stacks of paper, letters and ledgers that nearly get thrown off when he jumps to his feet to greet them.

“Father”, Viserys greets him with a smile, while Daera courtesies - as best as she is able to with a child in her arms.

“Prince Baelon”, she greets him and her brother cringes. Her father’s joyful expression falls instantly and it seems all warmth leaves the room at her cold greeting.

“It is a girl”, Viserys tries to distract him. 

“Her name is Rhaenyra”, Daera adds.

“She is healthy?” He asks, looking at Viserys, pointedly avoiding his daughter’s gaze.

“She is”, Viserys assures him. “The Maesters said she takes after her mother. Apparently Daera has given them a hard time as well.” At that Baelon finally meets his daughter’s gaze.

“I am glad to see you are well, Daera”, he tells her. 

Undoubtedly he is remembering her mother’s death. Princess Alyssa had labored hours to bring Hedaera and her brother Aegon into the world. Of the three of them, it is only Daera that lives now. Her mother died the same year, barely three months after giving birth and Daera’s twin Aegon followed shortly before their first name day. Was that to be her fate someday as well?

She steels her heart against a sudden onset of emotions. The exhaustion has made her weak. Just like she had wished to find comfort in her grandmother’s arms she now wishes to feel her father’s embrace again and curses herself. They did this to her! It was her father that set her on this path knowing the dangers it would entail and did not care enough to save her from it. 

“Would my Prince like to hold his granddaughter?”

“Yes”, Prince Baelon says with quiet dejection, “please.”

a/n: a lot of anger can be stored in a 14 y/o and she is going to make everyone around her as miserable as she is. and she now also has a baby daughter. Welcome to the shitty world, Rhaenyra Targaryen; you'll have a great-ol time.

[sandyca5tle]

Slimeshifter HRT - Month 3(/28)

Well, hello again, I’m back after what feels like ages (even if it’s only been a couple months), but instead of Slime HRT I’m bringing you Shapeshifter/Polymorph HRT (not sure which I’m going with, Shapeshifter’s what I default to, but Polymorph is a more technical name (also seen ‘Omnimorph’ thrown around, but not really a fan of that myself) we’ll see how it shakes out). 

Before I get into my new changes tho, I’ve actually got some life updates: We got a job! In Hyper City of all places. It’s not very glamorous or anything, it’s just cleaning/washing up glasses and stuff, but it pays the bills - turns out that, with the control I’ve learnt over my acidity, I can actually clean things like that very well, just kinda melt all of the dirt and grime off, and eat it up. It can take a little while to do it, since I have to be careful not to damage the glasses, but I’ve gotten really good at it, and it’s helped my acid control too, so win-win there, not to mention with additional limbs I can then polish multiple of the glasses at once (although only like, two at a time, otherwise it’s hard to quality control)

On top of the new job, I also got a place to live in Hyper City too, just a simple apartment for myself. It doesn’t make the commute that much different, but it lets me deal with a few less weird looks from people, and I can be nosy at all the cool things here, not to mention it makes attending appointments just that bit easier too. Not to mention I can meet my friends and partner easier here too - it being only like a twenty minute trip from anywhere on Earth makes it an amazing meet up point.

Anyways, on with the transition update!

Unfortunately there’s really not much to say at this point, it being early on and stuff, much like with the start of my Slime HRT, but I have been paying very close attention and trying to spot anything that seems off, so I have a few things to talk about.

First thing, and honestly I’m not sure if this is the tail end of Slime HRT or the beginning of Shapeshifter HRT, but I feel very connected to my whole body. Now, I say I’m not exactly sure which transition this is exactly, because Slime HRT definitely kinda removed the distinction between body parts, at least as humans understand it as I only really have two now - my core, and my slime - so everything I make with my slime is just part of that, which definitely led to a greater sense of wholeness and connection to my body (also y’know, the whole feeling more comfortable in my goo helps). But this is new, it’s like I almost kinda know what each part of my body is doing - which I know sounds weird to say, like ofc I know what my body’s doing, it’s my body - but to use a human analogy, humans don’t know what their organs are up to 98% of the time, other than hoping they’re doing their job, so it’s kinda like if a human knew that for certain? The line’s a lot blurrier with slime biology, but idk, it feels more like my mind properly extends all throughout my body, rather than just being in a centralised location, even if (I think) I know  it’s all stored in my core. 

This change has both improved my dexterity - being able to more keenly feel any limb or extension I make makes it a lot easier to have fine motor control - and also improved my ability to alter my shape, hence why I think it might be a part of the Shapeshifter HRT, but either way, being able to feel every inch of my body has certainly helped with perfecting shapes - I can actually make my slime kinda sharp now! Although it’s still made of goo, so it isn't great at cutting things, but it’s a bit sharper than my previous attempts, so progress!

The other thing that’s helped with shapeshifting, and that I’m fairly certain is the Shapeshifting HRT, is that I’ve noticed my body has gotten, well, less viscous, more fluid. It’s been a little awkward, as I’ve gotten used to a certain level of solidity, and while I can change it back to normal if I focus, at the moment I’m stuck being a little less cohesive than I’ve gotten used to, which has led to a couple instances where I’ve suddenly ended up a bit, or a lot, more puddley than normal, which is both inconvenient and embarrassing. Fortunately I’m very adept at reforming myself, so it’s no worse than tripping over your feet and ending up on the floor, but it still sucks that I’m having to deal with it again. But hey, the benefit is that it makes it much easier to alter my shape, and I’ve been loving the increased fluidity, even if it has made shapes harder to hold… have had to be careful with my wings, since there’s less structure to hold them up and in shape, which sucks a little, especially as I’ve had to forgo them once or twice. 

As another annoyance to this is that it also makes me occasionally leave slime behind me when I walk, or otherwise move, which both sucks from a cleanliness perspective and a mass retention one, although the former is much more of an issue than the latter, particularly in the new apartment.

The other main thing I’ve noticed since starting is that…. argh it’s hard to describe, it’s like a new understanding of… things? Like when I look at something I’m automatically picking out more little details about their shape, and the same when I pick something up. I’ve found myself idly staring at things, or rolling them around in my hand, or engulfing them in my slime (mostly without dissolving anything), and just picking out all the details in them, sometimes mimicking cool shapes I notice either at the time or later. It’s kinda weird, it’s like a whole extra bit of information on top of the normal sense. It’s actually helped a lot with my job, since i can feel any imperfections be they dirt or scratches in the glass much more easily that i might have otherwise

Between that and the greater connectivity to my body, I’ve been dealing with a lot more sensory information, primarily with touch, but a little with the other senses too. This has all led to some bouts of sensory overload, which have been…. unpleasant to say the least (it’s an overload for a reason), and it’s particularly hard to block it out when it’s touch - ever tried not touching anything? Fortunately if I limit how much I do touch when it happens, as well as other stimuli, I can recover, but it is distinctly unfun…

But asides from those issues it’s been overall chill with these early changes, and frankly the improved altering of my shapes has been a great change.

As a quick note, separate from my latest transition, I’m very curious about how I’m storing all the mass I have - I mean, I can eat and eat, and I don’t gain any size unless I want to (and I know that sounds like boasting - and I guess it is a little, but not like that), but like, I have eaten some really big things when i’ve had the chance, and there’s been no change - I don’t even weigh more, or at least, nowhere near as much as I should for what I’m eating. I can go from my 4’4” self to the size of my apartment block, maybe even taller now, and I don’t become some kind of super dense slime when I’m small.  I’ve hypothesized before that I think it’s stored in my core, since I really started noticing this once that had formed, but there’s too much to just be stored in there, and again, the density would be an issue too, I should have started making some kind of way towards becoming a black hole or something. I’ll send an actual message to the company that supplies my medication to ask about this, see if they know anything about it, because honestly, I’d like to know what’s going on and also, if it’s some kind of weird timelord bigger-on-the-inside deal, that’d be really interesting - not to mention it could be really useful if it’s something we could learn to replicate with technology or something. So yeah, hopefully we can find out more about that if only to satiate our curiosity.

So yeah, that’s the first update for Shapeshifter HRT! Hopefully I’ll actually get to do some proper shapeshifting by the next time I post but until then: See ya!

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Well, here we go, Slimeshifter HRT, and I've got some plans for this next 'season' of this story hehehe, so hope you'll look forward to that hehe. Also wanna add a little something here about @ayviedoesthings 's Dragon HRT and @welldrawnfish 's Fish HRT having ended soon, given that they were some of the first to start writing their stories, and inspired so many of the rest of us to start our own, which has led to a wonderful community where we've made a bunch of wonderful new friends. So sad to see their series each wrapping up, but thankful to them both (and the others who started all this of course) for bringing us all together by lighting the spark that created this awesome community. And on a more individual note, this all also encouraged me to actually start posting my writing, something I'd never done before, let alone maintained a project this long, so I'm really glad to have had this inspiration to actually do this, which has also lead me to putting other (shorter) pieces up as well, and all in all that's been wonderful too, so yeah, really happy for all of that. So yeah, thanks to everyone who started this, and to all the new friends who are a part of this community and who've helped me in writing all this hehe. First - Prev - Next Previous Side Story - Two of One

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[kosmicdream]

I love manga and comics, but I gotta say. So many of the series i have found most influential to my work either won’t finish, have not finished, or finished in a sort of unsatisfying way. Even if they’re fine, its usually not like.. IT. This is a pretty common experience. I have had a lot more luck watching movies that have endings that felt worth the experience and I’ve started to try to read in hopes to get more exposure to “good endings”.. But i do wish it was more common in my favorite medium to like, have that experience! Even when the endings are pretty good (and there are some, i personally think “paradise kiss” had a great ending that makes me return to the series multiple times over the decades) - I also am like.. I dunno. Its never the highlight of the story, you know. Its not the main reason why you’d read it, is the ending. I would assume most stories across all mediums, the ending isn’t going to be the “best part” anyway. However, after finally finishing watching UTENA earlier this year, I can say that at least for that series (no movie spoilers pls, i still havent seen it ;n;) the ending was in fact, the best part to me and made the entire experience even more memorable and worthwhile to watch. Months later, I’m still kinda amazed that happened! Wish it was not so rare, but also what a treat to get to see something like that felt like what i think an ending to a story should be. Still not a manga/comic ofc, but y’kno. Still good.

Other strong endings for me were: Paradise Kiss (as I said above), There will be blood, Monster, NGE (specifically end of evangelion) … umm!  I don’t know.. Is that really it for me? I like the 98’ Trigun end, but i also hated it as a teenager. So its more of a “nostalgic” one to me, same with Princess Mononoke. I’ll include those just for the sake of having more to think of. There’s plenty more i am fine with and enjoy fine enough.. but i guess its a lot harder for me to find ones that last in my head as what i find to be a satisfying & impressive end.. Of course, endings are all based on taste. Maybe i just haven’t seen enough endings. I think this contributes, along with a plethora of other elements, why writing endings are so hard! There’s just a lot you want to say and it is such a long journey to get there anyway. You are filled with doubt with your executions of ideas, or maybe find the ending you thought of less satisfying than you used to think it was. The longer you spend with something, the more you might find issues. Plus, it really is so hard just to get there. You’re usually falling over with exhaustion just to get to the finish line, let alone do the ending of your dreams. I know when i get to the ends of my chapters, i’m usually so desperate just to get there, i end up feeling like they come out poorly vrs my vision for them. 

Yes.. i have been thinking about endings a lot. Its just something that’s always on my mind, with NRD nearing its close. It still is going to take time of course, but as I revise the last chapters I’m still like left with a lot of feelings with wondering how it’ll come out, if i can even do it, ect. I know i will, its inevitable. But after that, well, my big struggle with FFAK will continue. I know that NRD has given me more tools to handle a series as long as FFAK, but its still getting older and it can be harder to understand all the things I wanted to say with it, what I still can say with it and what is the most valuable to say with it. I can’t do everything! And i certainly have more ideas for it than I could draw, I’m excited to have the story close too. Before it used to make me too upset to even think it i’d cry.. But now i’m like yeah! I wanna know too. I want to share what I thought of, even if its not what readers might have thought it was going to be like. Honestly, with every choice i make in the story, i always have had at least 1 or 2 other options, and I get attached to the other versions of the story that i dont get to make. They all end up very different ends, but still more or less the same story regardless. 

Anyway, just some thoughts on writing and comics today…

[dreamyblossommwrites]

Hi! I was wondering I can request denki kaminari dating a magical girl!reader who’s in the same class as him and like the dynamic is just readers the knight in shining armor and Denkis the princess 😭(also if it’s ok can it be dating hc’s?🫶🫶🫶)

Yeah ofc!!! Im not sure if I understand ur request correctly so feel free to send another one (when requests are open) if u wanted something else!!! :3

ꕥ Okay so, when I first read this request I thought about the "My girl can wear whathever she wants beacuse SHE can fight" 😭😭

ꕥ Especially if you are the 'brave knight' leading your relationship.

ꕥ Also the dynamic of reader being the knight is so interesting like??? He would love this sm omfg.

ꕥ I dont know if you understand the knight x princess thing the same way I do but I see it like: Denki having this fat FAT crush on you but not doing anything about it beacuse well, hes just some dude with electricity quirk, then theres you liking him too, noticing all those small details about him, noticing HIM, and just simply walking up to him, watching that pink blush appear on his face while youre trying to chat <33

ꕥ Im 98% sure he would NOT start hitting on you cuz how can someone so good be interested in him??? Well surprise <333

ꕥ But after you start dating...

ꕥ Sike nothing has changed, hes still all blushy and stuff 😭😭

ꕥ Hes just so WHIPED for you omg. I know I said it before but he would just talk about his partner all the time, no matter what the conversation was about, he always manages to weave in some compliment about you into the convo <33

ꕥ Hes just talking and talking and talking and talking about you 😭 Youre so good to him, he loves you so much, youre the smartest person alive, the best future hero, youre not scared of anything!

ꕥ Doesnt matter if youre actually are all those things, to him youre the best person alive and thats FINAL.

ꕥ And if someone says ANYTHING bad about you... may lord help them beacuse they will need to listen to the whole list of why his right about you and trust me its LONG.

ꕥ Also you're probably smarter than him (its not hard tbh 😭 our dumb baby) and he just loves when you explain school stuff to him

ꕥ Like, he gets to hang out with you AND learn for the exam? Hell yeah!

ꕥ not lets talk about the hero stuff!!! From what I understand from the request, youre quirk has to do something with magic??? Idk Im kinda dumb so lets stick to it 😇

ꕥ It doesnt matter if youre some kind of witch, telekinesis user or literally any other form of magic. HES. SO. PROUD. of you 😭

ꕥ Complements your hero outfit everytime he sees you in it, silently praying to himself that today's classes would be held in pairs so he cam admire you a bit more

ꕥ I dont want to make him look too dumb but... He loves when you tell him what to do in training.

ꕥ Imagine him catching a villain on his first patrol with you, tying them up while talking about how glad he is that your plan worked, how happy he is you guys work so good together

ꕥ then after a long day of work hes taking you to his dorm, sits you on his bed, turns on some movie and then lets you put some face masks on him while gossiping (his fav part of the day tbh 😭)

ꕥ You are the only person who can use him as a charger without any complaints BUT ONLY when youre doing the face masks (lie, you can use him whenever you like, he will only to pretend he doesnt like it)

Im sorry its so bad and short and stuff but the first version of this just didnt save in my draft for some reason and by the time I started writing this again I was FLOODED with schoolwork <\333 ALSO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT BUT AGAIN, SCHOOL <\3333 I didnt read it again after writing so sorry for any errors 😛😛😛😛

[issacballsac]

“Attempting to be Friends with Vergil Sparda„

Honestly he’d never outright call you his friend💀 ! Gn Demon Reader

Origins | DMC3

Let’s be FR he wouldn’t care abt your gender or lack there of he still sees you as lesser than

You’d have to be a Devil or half Devil to even linger around him

Im seeing you just come from Hell to be friends with him🦀

Naturally like any of the devils in DMC3 u were originally gonna attack Vergil bc NPC does what NPC is supposed to do

But you have common sense a pretty mf with a sword is bad news so let’s be friends dear beautiful one

Bear with me right—all ur demon gang gets slaughtered by this mf and you’re just standing there watching fascinated absolutely entranced by this mf

Seeing as you’re the last obstacle he points that big ass katana at you

“Sorry I just can’t fight someone so beautiful man.”

Gives you the MEANEST side eye

Still tries to HARM you and succeeds—but like you regenerate 💀

Mf would let out the BIGGEST sigh and just walk away🪦

You follow ofc bc who wouldn’t (a mf who wants to live 💀)

Bonding

Me when might controls everything 🫦

Despite being a demon yourself you def would try to convince him to NOT open the portal

Bc lets be FR them other devils ain’t shit for nothin‼️

He constantly looks annoyed and has a mean case of resting bitch face

He’s very stand-offish and depending on how long/well you know each other he’ll listen to what you’re sayin

Especially if ur a person that likes to go on rants

DMC3 he’d be more open to a mf who has no attachments as seen during the scene where he stabbed Arkham

New to friendship and sees everything as a transaction

You give me this and I give you that typa thing

Would take FOREVER to tell you abt his childhood and by the time he does u pretty much already know bc of Dante

Would get along better if ur also half demon rather than full demon as he has a complex where he continuously tries to rid himself of his humanity

Bros on a MISSION so u gotta be able to keep up

Obviously being demon/half demon you got some power but if you’re weak he’s gonna drop you I’m sorry 💀(no I’m not)

Daily

Doesn’t celebrate his birthday

Just in general regardless of his childhood I just don’t think he’d like to

So no surprise parties please🫶

Now don’t get me wrong he IS smart but like also a dumbass💀

Constantly makes you think bc he’ll say smth so stupid but make it sound so smart

A very dramatic mf

Always makes dramatic entrances no matter where he goes

Walks into McDonalds with his blue coat flowing, snowlike hair, glistening eyes, arched eyebrows, and a judgmental look

Baby let ur hair down🫦

Bro is effortlessly breathtaking and if u ask for tips or question what he does for his routine he looks you up and down, scoffs, and leaves💀

I NEED MORE POWER

Spars with you bc luckily you can regenerate

Infinite punching bag

Love a reader with no shame(me acting like I didn’t write this)

Idk why but I feel like he can play the piano as just like a pastime thing

When trapped in Hell u just roam around y’know bc you’ve lived there for as long as you can remember 😭

Vergil is in a constant search for more power and ur just chillin watching him

Like those mfs who still calmly sip on their drinks when there is a bar fight

“Woohoo! Go Vergil you’re doin’ great!”

“Shut up!”

He loves you, I promise.

Talks shit abt Dante, lovingly ofc

After the events of DMC5 if he were to come back with Dante(ambiguous ending)

Y’all would prob live together

And they were roommates 😨

FR tho it’s like weird especially with Nero being recognized as his son

“Nero is my son?”

“You have a son?”

“I didn’t know..”

“How did you not know?”

Becomes more vocal during the friendship during/after the events of DMC5

He doesn’t see the need for an abundance of clothes so if ur into fashion your ideas fill 98% of his wardrobe

Honestly I think he can cook

More of a baker methinks

He probably wouldn’t like sweets but he’ll certainly make them himself

No I’m not going to make a berries delight joke.

[hikennosabo]

now that i've marinated in trimax's ending, i wanted to reflect a bit. i definitely don't have it in me to write a full review or anything lmao, but... it was a really incredible story, and i had a great time. i don't think i've ever cried this much over a manga, lol... usually i cry over audiovisual media. even all my crying about one piece has mostly been over the anime. other manga i've cried over off the top of my head have been different types of crying, if that makes sense (like crying over shimanami tasogare because the queer themes hit home, not because i was overly invested in & emotional about the character arcs). other manga like devilman and csm hit me emotionally but i didn't necessarily shed tears over them, and if i did certainly not as much as i did trimax lol.

i (predictably, if you know me, i love characters with complicated sibling relationships) latched onto knives when i watched tristamp... he is definitely hard to like in the manga sometimes, but his character arc is fantastic, so i ended up starting and ending this journey crying over him LMAO. i really really love all the characters in this story, except for like... the cartoonishly evil one-off bad guys and, as we all know, chapel. lmao. most of the characters are likable in one way or another, by some combination of being cool, strong, charismatic, funny, etc... just being complex and fantastically human, which is only natural in a story about human nature.

and of course i need to give a huge thank you to @trigunbookclub, @revenantghost for organizing, @trigun-manga-overhaul for the incredible scans & translation, and everyone in the tag for making this such a fun experience!

i loved reading everyone's posts, it really helped fuel the brainrot, and writing my own posts ended up being A Task but also fun. even though i feel my posts were mostly an exercise in inventing new ways to portray crying and screaming over text as opposed to everyone else's thoughtful observations and analysis LOL. and participating in book club kept me reading at a good pace, otherwise i either would have binged the whole thing in like 2 weeks or gotten distracted and not finished, so thanks for keeping me on schedule lol.

this is not the last you'll see of me in the tag, i still have art (memes) i want to make, there are a LOT of things i want to draw, a potentially (relatively) big project in my brain which i have no guarantee i'll get to lmao, plus character/ship playlists if i finish them, and maybe some other posts as i rewatch tristamp and 98 again. and i've still got to read multiple bullets ofc.

also i was holding back on following people because i was trying to avoid spoilers (which i failed at anyway because i have no self-control), but now i can follow people in the tag sooooo hello and sorry if you see me going through your trigun tags

[sttoru]

Girly idk how I wasn't following you still, tumblr isn't stupid, I'm sorry that you are feeling on the outskirts of the fandom as well. You are a wonderful person and writer, and I'm glad you’ve been growing as you have been. You deserve so much more love!! 💕

It does make me feel like there is something wrong with me or like in off putting when i see several big blogs talking to each other, boosting each other. But then I drop in, just say hi to be friendly, only to be ignored. When they are literally responding to various anons or other people.

It seems like they want to talk to everyone else but me. Which has me feeling like I'm in the wrong, I'm bothersome and unwanted in the fandom space. They don't have to talk to me, but my feelings are still gonna be hurt at being shunned by 90% of the blogs I try to interact with.

It does kill my motivation since I don't want to be seen as someone who just posts. I want to be seen as a friend and someone to talk to.

I understand that some people get along better than others. But damn so many people are having this problem it seems like. It's boiling down to popular blogs like other popular blogs, boost other popular blogs and they stay the main people in the fandom eyes whole everyone sits quietly in the side just wanting to be partly including

Feel free to rant right back if need be. Cause I get needing to get this shit off your chest, cause I sure as hell needed to

hiii feyyy !!! dwww, it’s all good :> thank u sm for ur nice words aaaaaaa u r as well, one of the writers on here that i respect 4 their hard work !

gonna vent a bit haha need to get some things off my chest too like u said;

i get ur first point!! it sucks rlly. especially when you are the first one reaching out (which takes a lot of courage, especially for someone socially awkward like me lol) and then it hurts DOUBLE because you get ignored. i get ittttt rlly. for me, i always try to reply ppl even if im a bit late because im either thinking of a proper response or am distracted or busy , but i never intentionally ignore anyone interacting with me. i know some ppl on here do bcs they don’t feel entitled to respond to comments or anons or whatev, which is like ? ok. but if it’s someone just being friendly and complimenting you / your work … it’s not hard to reply w a form of gratitude . some rlly think they’re celebrities on here and it needs to stop

and it’s understandable and totally valid to feel like you’re being shunned and unwanted by people you just want to befriend , only for them to ignore you / not interact with you but with everyone else :/ it sucks and ppl don’t seem to realise that it could hurt other’s feelings. i hope you know that you’re not unwanted tho! those people are just… idk, a bit weird (ofc im only talking abt people who INTENTIONALLY ignore others)

findjng a friend on tumblr with the same interest is like a chore. you either click instantly or you think you do, only for it to be fore 2 interactions max and then you go back to ignoring each other basically on dash

AND YOUR LAST POINTS!! so true. its that the more popular blogs just stick together and help each other out when ??? there are smaller blogs of writers / artists just sittng in the sidelines like ‘ok so what do i have to do to gain traction if the people with a bit of bigger platforms are totally ignoring me & my works’

it’s actually tiring. ofc, me having 3k followers — i am suuuuper grateful, not complaining much, but i also know how it feels. my notifications are super dry except for mainly likes, my dms are like a desert, inbox is 98% only of anons who drop requests and then leave without leaving anything else. no one to talk to, except for people who leave a comment every once in a while :/

like u may think bcs i have decent following i actually gain more interactions? not rlly. only likes & sometimes reblogs w tags. that’s all really, i don’t really have anyone on here who i consider a close online friend (as much as this sounds sad & cringy LMAOO) but its tiring to see everyone be so close to each other on dash while im on the side like ‘how nice it must be to get that much interaction’

& im sure there are people who r gonna say ‘just interact with them’ I DO and i either get left on read or they respond dryly / or i don’t get the same energy back. bcs sometimes im reluctant to reach out first because it always ends up w me taking the initiative & i end up looking desperate to get an interaction with a mutual LOL

anyways thinking abt this tumblr writing community makes my head ache bcs of all the things ive seen and experienced on here (also on my prev account which i had for 2 years)

[lyranova]

Warm You Up

Hiya guys! So it’s been a long time since I’ve written anything “spicy” or “suggestive” so I wanted to practice and decided to use Alistar and Hikari (with @eme-eleff ‘s permission ofc!), ngl it was hard to write at first but I think it came out well! It’s 98% suggestive but I hope you all enjoy~!

Word Count: 2,004

Warnings: 18+, Kissing, Removing Clothes, Touching

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Alistar and Hikari quickly used their brooms to fly up to Alistar’s room in the Golden Dawn base. The two of them had been out on a date earlier that day and then, just as it began to grow dark, it started to rain, so the two quickly rushed to the nearest base which happened to be the Golden Dawns.

Alistar jumped off his broom, as did Hikari, and he quickly opened the balcony door and let Hikari go inside first. He closed it softly behind him and watched as she shuddered from the chill of the rain.

“ Here I’ll get us some towels and put a fire on.” Alistar said quickly as he rushed to his bathroom, he grabbed a pair of white fluffy towels and handed one to her and kept one for himself before he ran over to the fireplace and began to start a small fire inside.

“ Thanks,” She said softly as she took the towel gratefully and began to dry her hair with it. Alistar nodded as he walked back over and sat down on his bed. He threw the white towel over his head and began to dry his own hair before he suddenly looked up as he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. He looked up and noticed Hikari standing in front of his full length mirror as she dried her hair and he felt his face burn at the sight.

The way her shirt clung to her every curve, the way he could still smell the faint aroma of her perfume just from where he was sitting, and the way she shivered as a gust of warm air blew through the room made him begin to have…well, less than innocent thoughts.

“ I-I’m going to go and start a warm bath so you can warm up!” Alistar stammered as he quickly jumped up and rushed towards his bathroom.

“ Hey Alistar,” Hikari suddenly called after him. He turned to look at her and noticed she had a shy and hesitant expression on her face, which was a very rare expression for her to have. She was always so confident and sure of herself. “ What if…I want you to warm me up instead?”

Alistar felt his throat suddenly go dry at her question and it’s possible implication. She was looking at him with her blue eyes slightly hidden under her long, dark lashes. He rarely used the word ‘cute’ with her, he always felt it was an understatement when it came to describing her, but right now that’s exactly how she looked.

He slowly walked over to her, she didn’t move a single inch even as he came to stand in front of her. The water from his hair slowly dripped from its ends and landed on the floor with a quiet ‘drip, drip, drip.’ but neither seemed to notice. The only thing the couple noticed was how their breathing seemed to change just slightly, and the way Alistar’s blue eyes seemed to search hers. As though he were trying to see how she wanted him to answer.

“ You…understand what that means don’t you?” He asked, his voice so soft yet so warm, that it made Hikari’s heart skip a beat.

“ I do.”

“ If we do this, I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop or hold myself back.” Alistar continued, his face moving closer and closer to her’s. Hikari couldn’t help but let a small smile grace her face at his words.

“ You’ll be able to. I know you Alistar, if I tell you to stop, or if you think I’m uncomfortable, you’ll stop. That’s just how you are.” She told him, her voice soft yet full of confidence. The two’s faces were so close at this moment that they could feel each other's breaths on their faces.

Alistar’s blue eyes glanced down at Hikari’s lips for a brief moment, but then, as though he couldn’t stop himself, he leaned down and captured them in a warm and passionate kiss. His hands reached up and gently cupped her face as they kissed and he felt her hands reach up to move around his neck in order to pull him closer.

As the two parted from their passionate kiss Alistar looked at Hikari’s eyes again. She gave him a small nod, confirming that she wanted to keep going, and it was almost like a switch flipped in his mind. He took a few steps forward, causing Hikari to take a few steps back, until he had her pinned between him and his dresser. He watched Hikari get a small smirk on her face before she placed her arms on it and hoisted herself up. Alistar chuckled, it was as though she had just read his mind.

He stepped forward to allow her to wrap her legs around his waist, which she did, and she pulled him closer before wrapping her arms around his neck to pull him into yet another passionate kiss. Alistar smirked a bit when Hikari gasped as he gently nibbled at her bottom lip, her lips parted just enough for him to slip his tongue through and he quickly deepened their kiss.

Their tongues went back and forth, each one trying to declare dominance over the other. But eventually the two had to part for some air, otherwise they would probably pass out.

Alistar and Hikari panted heavily, trying to get as much air as they could. Alistar placed a more chaste kiss against her lips for a moment before placing one on her cheek, her jaw, and slowly making his way down her neck and collarbone before going back up again. He glanced up and watched her lean her head back slightly to give him more access, to which he was grateful. He kissed and sucked on the sweet part of her neck that caused her to gasp and moan quietly, making his heart skip a beat in his chest and a fire to light up in his ice blue eyes.

Alistar slowly began to remove Hikari’s now warm and damp shirt from her body. His eyes never left hers, he wanted to make sure that what he was doing was okay and that he could continue. And by the look on her face and the ghost of a smile on her face he felt that it was okay, so he continued. He tugged at the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head before throwing it to the side. He moved his head back just a bit and felt a blush appear on his face.

Only her top was removed, leaving her still in her bra and pants, and yet she was still so beautiful. Thin scars graced her arms and chest from the countless battles she had been in and yet she was still so perfect. Alistar swallowed a lump in his throat as his mind once again went on vacation and he worked purely on instinct.

He leaned forward and began to trail kisses slowly down her neck again until he reached her chest, he watched as goosebumps appeared on her skin from his warm breath against her slightly cool skin and smirked a bit, was it really because she was cool? Or was it possibly the anticipation of what he was about to do?

“ Alistar…” He heard Hikari’s breathy voice suddenly call out, immediately Alistar stopped what he was doing and froze. He looked up at her, the fire in his eyes dissipating slightly as concern overtook them. She suddenly moved her hands to cup his face.

“ Not…fair…that you get to keep your shirt on…” Hikari said between breaths as her hands moved from his face down his chest, causing him to shiver slightly, until they reached the bottom of his shirt.

Alistar blinked in surprise for a moment before a smirk appeared on his face.

“ I apologize for my rudeness Lady Sukehrio,” Alistar said with a soft huskiness to his voice. “ I’ll quickly fix the situation so it’s fair.”

“ No! I want to do it…If that’s alright…” Hikari said quickly, causing Alistar to blink once again, but his smirk turned into a smile and he nodded.

He felt Hikari’s hands grab the edge of his shirt and slowly pull it up his body. Her fingers gently grazed his abdomen and chest, causing him to shiver, and soon she pulled it up and over his head and tossed it to the side just as he did with hers. After doing so she just…stared at his chest, with a small smirk appearing on her face.

“ W-What’s wrong? Why are you staring?” Alistar asked as his face began to grow red once again, Hikari just shook her head.

“ Nothing’s wrong. I’m just admiring the view.” She told him softly, a slight teasing tone in her voice. She suddenly pulled him closer again with her legs before wrapping her arms around his neck.

“ Should…we move to the bed?” She asked softly as her lips hovered just slightly over Alistar’s, he nodded before capturing her lips in a kiss once again.

Alistar hoisted her up and off the dresser, her legs tightening around his waist, and he carried her over to the bed where he gently laid her down. Their lips never parted, and their tongues once again fought for dominance, causing them both to smirk.

His hands gently slid from her waist and rested on the back of her thighs, rubbing them in a slow up and down motion, as Hikari’s hands began to tug and play with the bottom of Alistar’s slightly long hair.

Just as his lips parted from her’s to get some air for a moment the two froze as they heard voices echo from the other side of his bedroom door.

“ Alecdora, have you seen Alistar? He’s been gone for a while.” Alistar’s father, William Vangeance, asked his subordinate curiously. Alistar and Hikari looked at each other with a slight bit of panic in their eyes, had they been caught? Would they get caught?

“ I think he went out on a date with Captain Yami’s daughter.” Alecdora responded in a somewhat unsure tone.

As Alistar’s heart pounded nervously against his chest he suddenly felt something feather light gliding against his chest. It was so light that it made him shiver a few times. He looked down and noticed it was Hikari’s hand, and it was steadily going lower and lower, causing him to swallow a low moan that tried to escape his throat. When her hand tried to go underneath the waistband of his pants he grabbed her wrist gently, but firmly. When he looked up at her he noticed she had a calm look in her eyes, but a mischievous one in her beautiful blue eyes.

“ Are you trying to get us caught?” Alistar asked curiously as his lips still hovered over her and he watched her shrug a bit.

“ Not really, I just wanted to see how you’d react when I touched you. And, from what I just saw, I really liked your reaction.” She said with a giggle before she reached up and kissed him again. “ Besides, if we did get caught, I’d rather be caught by your dad than mine.”

Alistar instantly shuddered as the thought of Captain Yami Sukehiro possibly catching them in this situation popped into his mind. He would most likely be killed on sight, whereas if his father caught them, well, he would probably be scolded and receive a disappointed look.

Yeah Hikari was right. Rather be caught by William Vangeance then Yami Sukehiro.

“ Ah I see, well, if you happen to see him tell him I’ll be waiting for him in his office.There’s something urgent that I need to speak with him about.” William said and soon the couple heard their footsteps walk farther and farther away from Alistar’s bedroom door.

The couple sighed in relief as they looked at each other with similar grins.

“ Should we continue where we left off?”

———

Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day~!

[mooglestiltzkin]

trigun omnibus vol 1:

-genuinely kinda amazed how much the 98 anime rearranges and spreads outs the manga chapters into episodes, and use specific moments ngl. like ofc the anime has filler, i love it for that, but wow?? i still really like how it's structured for both 98 anime and manga???

-aww meryl being in denial that vash is vash the stampede is only an 98 anime thing but oh!!! i love it so much!!!

-i do honestly think it's harder to gauge the vash-is-masking front tbh??? he's SO cutely drawn and scrappy in the manga??? i just wanna pinch his cheeks, oh my god. he's so cute!!! he's SO cute and moe! but he also feels... angrier and more feral...? such a goofy lil guy, but what a gremlin!

-so glad that the entire nebraska fam ARE canon characters!!! i thought they might be, but i wasn't sure... but vash going "wait... that's all i get???" in a three chapter arc, not appearing in the 2nd chapter at all, and only getting like four panels in the 3rd is adorbs.

-vash trying to escape meryl and milly immediately is very cute ngl

-it's interesting that it still takes a while to uncover that vash isn't human in it. you haver zero clue for the first half, until the sand steamer arc, where you see angel wings on his shoulder, and him calling the planet 'sister'... which i'm pretty sure the 98 anime cut, certainly the angelic imagery, tho i think you do see him talk to some plants and just... yeah, you wonder what the connection is there.

-fucking love that kuroneko is here!!! the eternal icon!

-i do like that rem is already seen here, and she sings! and kaite still likes the same song! i knew the anime made up sound life for the 98 version, but i'm still very charmed that it's in the manga? doesn't have words, but... the detail is there.

-kinda wondering if million knives having a freckle under his eye is a tristamp thing only then?? bc i looked for it in 98, and it wasn't there, but he's only been mentioned in the manga, so i haven't seen him yet. but i really did like that detail when watching tristamp, tbh!

-the manga feels even more looney toons insane, which is such a cute vibe!!

anyway, i'm excited for this reread!

[photothology]

𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐑𝐎. ✩

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hey! my name is lili. i'm 18, a senior in highschool, and my photos app is 98% of my storage.

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[jevajoy]

Guys I hate myself so fucking much it's not even funny

Vent, ofc because when does this hoe ever shut up

So for some reason I'm way more sadder at my dad's house than at my mom's, even though my dad's the dad that lets me do anything, I hate him with all of my soul. His family isn't any better really.

Every Sunday we go to their house to have Sunday dinner, though 98% of the time (and this is my fault) I get like two things not even filling my whole plate. My grandma can be fine at points, defending me from my dad, but then again she has her own infuriating flaws. Not to say she isn't a good grandma, she can just be a little...much. my grandpa is one of the only good people there. The only real flaw he has is he teases, but that doesn't really count as a flaw.

My cousins? I love and care about them yes, but I fucked up with one and ruined our relationship and almost had a panic attack from that memory that haunts me to this day. My other one I love as well, but is 9 years older than me (younger one 5 years) and it just gets awkward.

I feel myself get less sad/aggravated when I'm at my mom's, even though she's the one with the "evil stepdad" and the 2 y/o half sister. I love them both, but god can my sister be annoying. I'm trying to do something, draw for example and when she bursts into my room she tries to grab all the markers/pencils I'm using and ofc babies have the strongest grip and they will cry if you take something from them.

Step dad? Eehhhh I mean, he isn't abusive but a few months ago and past years he would hit me every now and then (now don't go calling the cops on him I swear it's fine) he has his ups and downs like every parent, but I by far prefer him to my actual dad.

[faerise-fae]

ASPD girlie here.

I've tried telling people from the start that im diagnosed for them to be at least aware. Doesn't end well. I've had some men take it as challenge thinking they can change me and some cool potential friends thinking everything i tell them is a lie or manipulation to get something out of them. But most of the time people just don't take it seriously bc they think I'm trying to be edgy.

Now I only tell about my aspd to people irl when I want our relationship to be more "fair". "Fair" because I still lie and stuff but at least they are have more chances at "beating" me in this game, lmao. Because the thing is I can't take seriously 98% of people around me. They are less than me ofc but they are also fun in the way puppies or kittens are but nothing more. I don't consider them equal to me in any way. I still have relationships with them I find them funny and i want them to like me. I have no fucking idea why but I value the most people who make me laugh.

Rn i have one close friend who knows about this and i try to be honest with her. I lie and then tell her sorry i lied and she just looks at me with such understanding in her eyes. I adore her the most of everyone and that makes her special. Not equal but special. She's my favorite person in the world rn and im kinda obsessed with her. Our relationship started with platonic version of love bombing and idk I just never stopped it. I dont do it because i feel love but because she feels loved that way and i want her to stay. I adore her but again i wouldn't consider her my equal. I think she's naive, that her love life is a fucking catastrophe and that shes dumb. But i still adore her. Not like a kitten but not like a person either. She makes me laugh so much tho!!! And shes so kind and understanding. I like her a lot but I do not respect her.

There was only one person who I consider equal to be and thats because she found out that theres something wrong with me and my empathy. She was the one who gave me an idea to even try and get myself diagnosed. I consider her equal and i still respect her a lot even if we don't talk anymore and she was so fucking awful to me last time we talked. But I understand why she was like this and i respect that too. I

Idk I'm not the most sane person in the room but I'm not this crazy violent joker wannabe with knife in my pocket waiting for people in dark alley. My empathy is not instinct based but more knowledge? I love reading character studies and literature focused on emotion to understand it. I kinda crave it tbh. Don't get me wrong I think of my aspd as a literal blessing. I really really like myself and i wouldn't change a thing. I can't imagine being able to feel full range and intensity of emotion everyone "normal" feel. I'd go insane probably because the stuff i hear from friends and from people in general sound so fucking miserable. I've saved myself the trouble. But I still crave connection and being understood. Which probably is not gonna happen and I can live with it. I just grieve it from time to time.

Idk I'm not good person (even tho my favorite person would argue here because "im good to her so im good person" lmao) and I really dont like when people say that aspd doesn't make you bad person. Maybe you aren't the bitch with aspd/npd thats a bad person but I am. Because I know im a bad person on the inside. I just sometimes choose to act like a good person. And that balances itself out. I know I'm kinda "evil" but my friends think of me as a good friend. I know i dont feel love but my favorite person feels loved by me and thats enough for me. My grandparents absolutely adore me, my dad loves me and my little sister and niece look at me like I'm a god. I worked hard for those relationships and i deserve them and everything that comes with them (money, gifts, compliments and respect). I like being liked and I won't be liked by doing shitty things to others. So I don't. Because that's not the outcome I want.

Thats how it works in my head. Idk if it helped you understand aspd bc I'm kinda a special case. Most aspd bitches have this "hate other people and the world is doomed" thing which I don't. I really like other people, they are funny and amusing af in a positive way. And thats really important to me.

A genuine question for people with ASPD or/and NPD

People with ASPD (antisocial personality disorder) or/and NPD (narcissistic personality disorder), I am genuinely curious about what you believe is the core part of aspd and npd, and how you see the world. How does it feel to have these disorders? How do people treat you? How do you treat people? How can one understand how it must be like for you?

These disorders are VERY stigmatised. Even actual medical journals and sites perpetuate this stigmatisation, and there's this whole thing of "narcissistic abuse" or that all people with antisocial personality disorder are serial killers. I simply refuse to believe this, it's not nuanced enough, and I genuinely seek to understand. And maybe other people may find this thread of posts and also understand.

So people with npd/aspd, add on, explain anything you wish people knew about your disorder.

Coming from a fellow person with a highly stigmatised disorder (schizophrenia) who wishes to understand.

[mrhugolloris]

on va en russie ! requested by anon

La Copa de la Vida - Ricky Martin

La cours des grands - Youssou N’Dour, Axelle Red

I Will Survive - Cake

Life - Des’ree

Blue (Da Ba Dee) - Eiffel 65

Alexandrie Alexandra - Claude François

Ces soirées là - Yannick

Quand la musique est bonne - Jean Jacques Goldman

Magic In The Air - Magic System

Don’t Worry - Madcon, Ray Dalton

J’ai déconné - KeBlack

Down The Road - C2C

En feu - Soprano

Laissez-les kouma - Zaho, MHD

[starglow-xx]

— the ada boys when they find out their little sister is dating someone they know

characters: dazai osamu, edogawa ranpo, kunikida doppo, nakajima atsushi

a/n: i found this buried in the depths of my drafts and it’s kinda like a part two to this !!

i originally had junichiro here too but i got stumped and gave up so maybe i’ll try again for him next time😅

dazai osamu *ೃ༄

// nakajima atsushi (sorry for those who expected chuuya; i wanted to mix it up hehe)

im gonna call it now, if you’re 18 (and single ofc), he would try to set you up with atsushi

*you and atsushi having a friendly conversation bc yk you two are friends*

*dazai creeping up in the background and obnoxiously whispering* shala-la-la-la-la don't be scared! you got the mood prepared! go on and kiss the girl!

you and atsushi: “...”

i feel like it would start off as a joke to piss you off, annoy you, and embarrass the both you

but at some point he might be doing it fr and not as a joke

and if by any chance, you do get together with atsushi then yay!! his precious little sister and his subordinate are dating <33

but it’s different if you were actually secretly dating atsushi the entire time cause then he’ll go off on some tangent about “betrayal and heartbreak”

dazai’s words not mine

but nonetheless, is genuinely happy for the both of you <33

tho does not mean you escape the menace that is your big brother

“ne ne atsushi-kun have you and y/n-chan ever went all the waAWHACKS”

“d-dazai-san?! a-are you okay?!”

“let’s just leave him alone for right now atsushi-kun”

“but y/n-chan you threw a plant at him. a potted plant.”

“i know what i did atsushi”

besides bothering u, he constantly wants all the deets bc he’s nosy like that

“hey y/n-chan–”

“osamu go away”

“but i didn’t say anything yet!”

also blackmails both u and atsushi bc yeah he’s a little shit

you don’t even know how he knows the things he knows bc you’re 98% sure you haven’t told him or gave anything away

“so how was your date at the park? you know, the one you went on yesterday instead of doing those errands kunikida-kun wanted you two to do? i wonder how mad he’ll get~”

“…im calling chuuya-san”

“(y/n) you’re no fun!”

edogawa ranpo *ೃ༄

// edgar allen poe

he’d be such a fucking troll

“poe-kun can you run to the store and get this for me?”

“ah yes of course ranpo-kun!”

“what was that?”

“oh er, of course greatest detective in all of japan and the rest of world!”

anything for that big brother approval yk?

ranpo just wants to mess with him bc he’s bored (and bc he’s a little bitter his younger sister is dating)

poe would come back from the store and ranpo will send him back like 7 times claiming that he didn’t get the right thing or that he forgot to tell him to buy something else

“ah i hope this is the right one this time! i wonder what ranpo-kun needs motor oil and tupperware for anyways...”

ranpo, if he’s not sending poe out for sweets, he always sends him to get stuff he doesn’t need nor want if he’s feeling particularly bored that day and if he’s feeling generous, he’d send poe to run the errands everyone else is supposed to be doing

for example, making him buy the things on yosano’s supply list or going to the grocery store to use the coupons kunikida had been saving

and poe being poe and being in the position he’s in won’t question why he needs it find some more tweezers, sharp knives, alcohol, scalpels or buy 3 dozen eggs and dish washing soap

finding out, you weren’t exactly pleased

you: im speechless!

ranpo: *looks stright into the camera like he’s in the office*

ranpo: despite being “speechless”, (y/n) continued to yell at me for another hour

kunikida doppo *ೃ༄

// dazai osamu

i don’t know how to start this besides holy shit he will flip the fuck out

it’s dazai what else were you expecting?

but jeez lighten up nii-san would you? smh

eventually, he’ll suck it up

it’ll take...quite a while but yes

he’ll suck it up just for you and only you

somewhere deep down inside he’s happy tho bc, he along with everyone else in the agency knows that he secretly cares for dazai

but he has night terrors realizing that if/when you guys get married, they’ll be brothers (in laws, but whatever)

if you accidentally show up with a hickey to work, even if it’s just barely visible, he’s throwing dazai out the window

twice

and then locking him in a closet

dazai also likes to take all your paperwork along with his and hide them in random folders of kunikida’s work so he’ll accidentally do them

istg he’s literally like 5 pieces of paper away from being finished before he realizes he’s in the middle of doing dazai’s 2 week missing report and that he’s done all of your paperwork for today

he starts screaming and you nervously sweat drop from like halfway across the city bc oh boy you can already tell that this isn’t going to go down well

nakajima atsushi *ೃ༄

// akutagawa ryuunosuke

for the sake of keeping you of age, let’s say you’re twins

I CANNOT RN IM BOTH CRYING AND LAUGHING PLEASE SAVE HIM

he cannot for the life of him comprehend how you fell for that...thing

at first you think he’s mad at you which makes you sad, but he’s not; he’s just really really surprised

he never thought that akutagawa would’ve gotten a girlfriend with his “attack and or kill first don’t ask questions ever” kind of thing he’s got going on

ok, sure, akutagawa getting a girlfriend? he’ll get over that shock soon, it’s not rlly his business yk?

but the fact that his girlfriend iS HIS SISTER??

yeah no never in a million years

sometimes he wakes up in the morning thinking that it was a just a nightmare dream till his overhears you on the phone with ryuu and he’s like

“...so that wasn’t a nightmare after all”

anyways

it’s like a complete switch of their relationship

atsushi is more than willing to fight ryuu and on the other hand ryuu is somewhat in control

and just to clarify it’s not bc he doesn’t want to fight atsushi, no he’s always willing to do that bc how dare that jinko look down on me but it’s more like if does it you’ll get upset with him

he doesn’t want to do that

so he fights with every single fiber of his being to resist the urge of smacking atsushi into wall bc no if i do that y/n gets mad and that’s not good

and boy were there close calls

they’re literally 2 seconds from attacking each other but then suddenly they’ll feel a chill in the room from your direction and stop then refuse to make eye contact with anyone

you included (ㆁᴗㆁ✿)

you don’t think that they’ll ever get along, but at least for your sake, you’re sure that they’ll at least try to tolerate each other

for now anyways (*°▽°*)

as always, reblogs and shares are appreciated! i hope you all stay safe! and just in case nobody told you they loved you today, i love you! you are enough! <3

writing belongs to me! please do not plagiarize, repost, or translate on here or any other sites!

[drabbles-mc]

Uninvited

Jax Teller & Platonic!OFC (Diedra Lowman)

Inspired by Day 16 of the August Prompts: watermelon

Warnings: language, alcohol, my favorite low-stakes rivalry

Word Count: 1.6k

A/N: I feel like these two are just destined to be the characters I go to for any fruit-based prompts because I definitely used them for cherry for the July Prompts last year lmao. I just enjoy writing these two annoying the life out of each other. Enjoy! xo

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Summer meant that the typical Sunday dinners at Gemma’s started to take on a bit of a different look. SAMCRO barbeques on quiet weekends made for some of the best nights of the summer. It was just the club and family, a lot less chaos than when everyone got together at the clubhouse. There was still plenty of drinking, a lot of good food, and the opportunity to feel a little farther away from the chaos of it all. For the most part, club drama didn’t make it past Gemma’s property line.

“Juice show up yet?” Jax walked into the house, a case of beer in each hand.

Gemma shook her head, “No, I think he’s still at the store with the girls.”

“Both of ‘em?”

Gemma paused her motions, looking over at Jax with a curious look, “I assumed so. Why? Something happen with him and Kota?”

“No. I just didn’t know if Diedra was gonna show up.”

Gemma immediately eased, chuckling as she got back to getting food prepped, “You’re gonna have to work harder if you wanna scare her away, sweetheart. She’s Happy’s kid—her tolerance is pretty high.”

He let out a shocked laugh, “I’m not trying to do anything. She’s the one who doesn’t like any—”

“She doesn’t like you,” Gemma cut him off, correcting him with a knowing smile, “She’s got no problem with anyone else right now.”

“Right now,” Jax mumbled.

“It’s ‘right now’ for all of us, isn’t it?”

His sigh turned into a small laugh, “I guess.”

She waved him out of the kitchen and towards the door that led to the back yard, “Go put those in the coolers. I’ll let you know when they get here so you can help them carry everything in.”

It wasn’t too much later when Gemma heard the sound of Diedra’s car pulling into the driveway. She peaked out the window just to be sure, but it was only moments before she saw both of the Lowman girls, and Juice, all getting out of the car and starting to grab the grocery bags filled with snacks and other miscellaneous supplies.

Wiping her hands off, she walked over to the back door, opening it and sticking her head out just enough to find Jax. She called out to him, “You’re up, Jax. Leave Tig alone on the grill and come make yourself useful.”

There was a smile on his face as he shook his head, making his way across the yard and back into the house. Gemma patted him gently on the back as he made his way towards the front door. He was pulling it open just as Dakota went to push it from the other side, almost causing her to topple and fall completely onto him.

“Shit,” Jax carefully caught her by the arm, “Sorry.”

Dakota laughed, huffing out a breath to get a stray lock of hair out of her face, “All good! You can make up for it by going and grabbing the last of the bags from the car.”

He chuckled as he slipped past her, “You got it.”

He and Juice exchanged a nod in greeting as they walked by each other. He had a couple bags hanging off of each arm, and when Jax’s gaze finally made it to Diedra’s car, he saw that she was about to do the same thing just to avoid having to make another trip back out to the car. He saw the way she was trying to calculate how to carry all of the bags, as well as the few things they’d gotten that wouldn’t fit in the little reusable grocery bags Gemma had sent them off with.

“Need a hand?” he offered.

She looked over at him, shrugging as she contemplated her answer, “Don’t know, think you’re strong enough to help me with a couple of these?”

“I think I can handle some grocery bags, yea.”

“Alright,” she nodded, looking over the things that she had left in her trunk. She was very particular about the two that she chose and handed over to him. He was getting ready to reach and grab another one when Diedra tossed the watermelon to him, “Think fast.”

“Jesus Christ,” he managed to catch it before it fell to the ground, but he couldn’t not shake his head at her, “Seriously, Di?”

“What?” she laughed as she looped her fingers through the loops of the last couple bags and shut the trunk of her car, “You caught it—it’s all good.”

“Right,” he rolled his eyes as he watched her quickly make her way up the steps of Gemma’s house.

He was only a couple steps behind Diedra, both of them landing in the kitchen to set their bags down. Gemma looked through the bags quickly, figuring out which ones needed to stay in the kitchen, and what ones could be brought right to the back yard and unpacked there.

Gemma was handing off bags to them to take outside when she pulled Diedra in for a quick hug, “Thanks for picking all this stuff up, sweetheart. Really appreciate it.”

Diedra smiled, nodding, “No problem, Gem. Whatever you need. Besides,” she nodded towards the back door that Juice and her sister had just gone through, “Made Juice Box over there do most of the heavy lifting. Let him feel extra important.”

Gemma laughed, “That’s very nice of you,” she handed a bag to her, “Bring this out there for me?”

She nodded, “Yea, you got it.”

Diedra was out the door when Gemma turned back to Jax, who was still shaking his head at the young woman who’d just left. Gemma couldn’t help but to mirror his gesture. The two of them looked at each other from across the small island in her kitchen, and Gemma was waiting patiently for Jax to make whatever comment he was smart enough not to make to Diedra’s face.

“I don’t get how her and her sister are related—Kota’s so nice.”

“Di’s nice too, when she wants to be.”

Jax raised his eyebrows, “No wonder you two get along so well.”

Gemma pointed her knife at him, “Better watch it when I’ve got so many weapons so close,” she laughed as Jax held his hands up in mock surrender. Motioning to the watermelon that Diedra had tossed at him not too long before, she said, “Wanna take that out back for me? I’ll put the rest of this stuff away.”

Jax made his way out into the back yard to see that Juice and Kota had already gotten most of the snacks and everything set up. Diedra was grabbing beers for the three of them when Jax came over to the table they were standing at, carefully setting down the one item Gemma had asked him to take care off. He found himself standing next to Diedra, each of them looking at the other waiting for them to say something.

“Oh, Juice,” Dakota rested one hand on the outside of his arm, “could you run into the house and grab a knife that we can slice that with, please?”

Ever since he met her, there had never been a time that Juice would ever tell Dakota no. He nodded, and was already about to take a step back towards the house but Diedra motioned for him to stay put. “Don’t bother,” she took a swig of her beer, “I got it.”

All three of them looked at her, wondering what she was going to do next. Dakota half expected Diedra to just pull a knife out of her boot to slice the thing with. But, instead of doing that, Diedra reached across the front of Jax’s waist, the close contact making his eyes go wide for a moment as he tried to figure out what she was doing. Even one-handed, she easily undid the snap of the sheath for Jax’s knife that was always hanging off his hip. Before he could think to move and stop her, she pulled it out and sliced right into the fruit on the table in front of them. Juice was trying to stifle his laughter just for the sake of Jax’s ego, but Dakota didn’t share the same reservation as she laughed at the entire scene that had just unfolded. Jax looked dumbfounded as Diedra maneuvered the blade with ease even with just one hand, the other still wrapped around the neck of her beer bottle.

“Really, Di?” Jax shook his head as he snatched the blade back from her, “Couldn’t use your own?”

She shrugged, “I could’ve, but I’d rather use yours,” she saw the look on his face and joked, “C’mon, Teller, what else are you gonna use that thing for today, hm?”

“Might just use it on you before the day is out,” he muttered as he wiped the blade off on his jeans.

“Well,” she took another sip of her beer, “At least it’ll smell like watermelon.”

Jax couldn’t wipe the bewildered look off of his face, “There is something so wrong with you, I swear.”

She motioned back and forth between herself and her sister, “We’re Lowman’s. There’s something wrong with all of us,” she left it at that as she walked off towards the grill where Tig and Happy both were, Jax heading back towards the house.

When it was just the two of them left, Juice turned to look at Dakota, “Gonna be honest, I thought she was gonna do that thing where you break it with your thighs.”

Dakota laughed, shaking her head, “I mean, I’m sure she could, but that’s definitely not the best way to do that. Plus, that wouldn’t get under Jax’s skin nearly as much. He’d probably be into it.”

“You think he’s going back in there to tell Gemma not to invite her any more?”

She couldn’t stop laughing as she leaned against him, “Oh, definitely.”