#and was it entitlement ? saying he thought they had smth?

[professorsta]

Personally as someone who also has a hard time deciphering people's "emotional morse code", I really liked that after that Tyler just said his feelings or whatever was on his mind no matter if it was valid or immature or not because he knew Wednesday would prefer to have the confrontation then the passive aggressive bullshit. Ive always appreciated emotional honesty over trying to not cus a strife, and I love that after that talk he never makes Wednesday decipher his thoughts he just says them, a brave and compassionate act people constantly look over but can't even commit themselves half the time out of fear of vulnerability and rejection.

[blackdollette]

OH MY GOD I'M NOT SURE IF U STILL WANT CLYDE REQUESTS BUTBUTBUT!!

like, reader is a part of the little group(?) thinnggg nd reader n clyde kind oofffff don't like each other?? for some reason?? nd it's like enemies to lover's but not cuz it just ends in hate sex but not exactly HATE sex, hrmmnnrmrm.

i don't think this work's with clyde but it could maybe work with charlie toooo maybe?, anyways bye bye!! :3

ahhh! i've never gotten smth like this before im so excited!!

"the bad girl next door." | clyde

dangerous girl. - lana del rey

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reader x clyde

word count: 1.5k

contents: enemies to lovers, public sex, protected p in v

“hey! watch it!” clyde yelled as the club’s bouncer picked him up and threw him onto the pavement outside of the establishment, another bouncer trailing behind, carrying you and throwing you right on top of him.

“fuck you!” you shouted out as the two large men walked back into the club, slamming the doors with more defiance than necessary. you heard a low groan underneath you, along with his compressed voice. “get off me, bitch.” he muttered. your eyes narrowed and you pushed his head into the rough gravel. “that’s no way to speak to me, druggie.” 

he flipped himself over, shoving you off of him and standing up as he dusted himself off. i put his hands on his hips and chewed on his lower lip, looking up at the building in front of him. you got to your feet too, shoving past him and going straight for the door.

he grabbed you by the wrist, his cold gaze making you freeze. “where the hell do you think you’re going? you just got kicked out, genius. you can’t just walk back in there like you own the place.” you rolled your eyes, snatching your wrist out of his grip. “wrong, asshole.” you opened the door, strutting right back inside the club like nothing happened, and that made clyde’s blood boil.

he hated the way you walked over everyone like you ran the town. in his eyes, you were just some entitled brat who was born with a silver spoon in your mouth. it was unusual for him to detest anyone as much as he did you, but what could you say? you were special. and besides, you didn’t like him either. he was brought up by a wealthy family and he threw it all away to pursue a life of freedom and all that other bullshit. you would’ve killed to have a life like his and he didn’t even want it. now that got under your skin.

you waltzed back into the club, sitting down at a stool with the rest of your friends, but the tension thickened as clyde walked up right behind you, sitting a few seats away from you, a raging fire burning in his eyes. for such a “chill” guy, you had no idea how you got him so riled up without even trying.

he flipped you off, ticking you off once again. you stood up, preparing to give you a piece of you mind for the umpteenth time that night until a waiter holding a tray of champagne came out of no where and knocked into you, causing more commotion than you thought was necessary. but it was so damn embarrassing, and you could’ve sworn you heard clyde laugh.

and that’s how you ended up here, in the club’s kitchen washing dishes as punishment for all the trouble you caused. and to make matter’s worse, clyde was there too. since he’d already been kicked out, the owner believed that it would be more than appropriate to have two young delinquents wash dishes during rush hour. and it was all clyde’s fault.

“you missed a spot.” he remarked snidely. you shot him a glare as you scrubbed on a wine glass. like the whore he was, he had stripped down to his tank top, revealing biceps that were more defined than you would ever expect. you looked away from him, trying to avoid any unnecessary interaction with him. you aggressively tried to wash a stain off of the glass, but it wouldn’t budge.

clyde saw you struggling and snuck up behind you, snaking his arms underneath yours and washing the glass with much more care. “you do it like this, you animal.”

you snatched it back from him, placing it on the drying rack and speaking lowly.“you should seriously just leave me alone. i swear it’s like you’re obsessed with me or something.” clyde sneered. “and you should adjust that bra.” your cheeks immediately flushed as you looked down, your tank top having slipped low enough to reveal an unholy amount of cleavage.

you swallowed hard, pulling up your top a little, making your tits bounce slightly. your face burned with a strange attraction bubbling in your gut. clyde leaned on the counter, picking at his fingernails. seeing him in this light was strange. his usually drunk-looking eyes seemed so much livelier. his hair didn’t look as greasy and he had the appearance of effortless attractiveness that most men strived for.

you were never able to deny the “crush” you’d had on him, but you could mask how you went about showing it. so all you could do was long for the day he would pick up on your painfully obvious signs.

“fuckin’ perv…” you muttered under your breath. clyde didn’t say anything to that, but he got up real close to you, making you back away until you were against the cold marble wall. his eyes narrowed, the sexual tension between you two growing to an almost unbearable point.

“i’m a lot of things you fucking brat,” he stuck his pointer finger into your face, “but i will not take such a nasty attitude from a horny bitch like you.” that had done it. your body began to tremble from his condescending stare, and you couldn’t hold yourself back for another second.

you pressed your lips into his, kissing him so hard that his heart nearly stopped. he let out a deep groan from the contact, his hands immediately finding your waist and gripping it firmly. he picked you up, letting your legs wrap around his waist as he set you on the counter, frantically undoing his belt without moving his lips from yours for even a second.

in a matter of seconds, his erect cock sprung out of his pants, slapping your inner thigh and making you shiver. he pulled away from the kiss, panting as he desperately went to remove your shirt. he’d been dying to see your knockers for a long time now, and nothing was holding him back anymore.

he unclasped your bra, letting it fall to the ground and admiring the sight before him. this whole thing would be sweet if his other hand wasn’t digging into your ass, surely drawing blood. but you didn’t care. he spread your legs apart, slipping your panties to the side before spitting on his fingers and roughly shoving them into your tight hole, making a loud moan erupt from your core.

he fingered you with one hand, using the other to whip out a condom from the depths of his pocket and tearing it open with his teeth, turning you on a lot more than that simple action should’ve.

he teased your hole a little more, your sweet, gentle noises softening his heart as he rolled on the condom. he pulled his fingers out of you, looking you deeply in the eyes. “alright, i’m gonna fuck you now, okay? if you feel like chickening out, whine or something like you always do.” he smirked a little before pumping his cock a few times, pushing it in.

you screamed out as he slowly took you inch by inch, your arms wrapping around his neck. there was nothing slow and steady about this. it was heated and rough, his nails digging into your thigh as he began pounding into you, abusing your already-sore little hole.

you put your head in the crook of his neck, biting his shoulder blade as you felt his dick rearranging your guts. you were holding back tears. you had always given him the impression that you could take any dick, no matter the size. but you were quickly doubting your own capabilities.

he rolled his hips into yours, making your irises flip to the back of your head from the ecstatic feeling. he explored your tight, gummy walls, letting out raspy groans as he picked up the pace.

the sound of skin slapping together filled the room, the noise echoing off the polished walls as the screams and cheers from the main club got louder. you couldn’t believe you were doing this, getting your hole banged by the very man you couldn’t stand to be around for more than 2 minutes.

his thumbs reached for your puffy clit, rubbing quick circles onto it and using your cum as lubricant. your screamed, tossing your head back as he brought his lips to your tits and started swirling his tongue around your hard nipples. you were about 2 seconds over the edge, but you didn’t want to seem like a total virgin. however, your stamina ran short as you sobbed out, “c-clyde, i’m so clo-” you were cut off by a whimper that surely tore through the walls of the kitchen. your head fell back, and you felt the condom inside you swell as he filled it up with his hot, sticky cum.

he panted like a starved dog, leaning against the wall for support as he slipped off the condom, tucking his softening dick back into his pants. he caught a glimpse of you pouting as he put it away, so he threw the full condom at you, it landing right on your nose.  you swatted it off, laughing as you slapped him on the chest. “fuck you, you dick.” he lightly shoved you away from him, grinning. “gladly.”

author's note: my fics have been way too long lately smh.

[loving-family-poll]

Ultimate Incest Tournament - Round 2

Propaganda under the cut:

Hikaru/Kaoru:

notable for actually leaning into the incest thing because twincest was their entire schtick while working at the host club

the twincest ship that defined a generation. taking the bait seems obvious when their performance gimmick for club guests is to fawn over each other and play up the affection tenfold, but it just gets better when you learn that for most of their lives they didnt have other friends and really only had each other until joining becoming members of the host club. so on top of being willing to flirt in public for attention, they're also codependent as hell <333

They're twins. They sleep in the same bed. They pretend to be in forbidden love to bait fujoshis but are maybe also in forbidden love for real. They were in high school before they met a single person who could tell them apart. They were devastating to my middle school psyche

Rick/Morty:

INCEST ICONS!! They've somehow got a MAJORITY of their fans on one of the most popular shows on TV to root for a guy who is CLEARLY sexually abusing his grandson ~subtextually~, but also sometimes ON SCREEN, and it's hilarious and fucked up, and Morty would kill anyone who tried to take his grandpa away <3

they're codependent in so many universes, they've gotta be fucking in a few

They get married!!!!! It's right there!! I wish I had more coherent thoughts about them but just. They. It's awful. It's abusive. It's twisted and cruel. It's a comedy duo. It's the best thing either have going for them. Rick will never fully respect Morty. Morty will never fully respect Rick. I want them to run away together. They're Something

the power dynamic is crazy! Morty's deeply lonely at the start and his grandfather takes advantage of that, rick pulls the kid out of bed, out of school, whenever he wants and gets him to do whatever he wants, covers up their activities, threatens and endangers and inflicts pain upon morty with intent and cruelty. he shapes morty according to his needs, the entire show is about the space adventures of an old man and his 14 year old grandson and you just gotta wonder, isn't it fucked up that this guy's sidekick and best friend and life partner is a kid? and it is!

Since morty is traumatized on the daily rick sometimes takes his memories, he controls what morty can remember (and therefore who he gets to be), the memory gun is just sci-fi gaslighting i say. and there's transdimensional travel and at one point it's revealed that ricks from different dimensions work together to "breed" mortys, ensure they're born (clone a bunch of them too) because a morty by nature is loyal and forgiving and makes the perfect partner that's easy to manipulate, easy to use. i will forever think of the "bred for forgiveness" line as perverted horrifying incest bait<3

Also one time they were hosts for alien parasites and they fell in love and made out and in the Very First episode rick gets morty to stick giant seeds (that rick needs for an experiment or smth) up his ass to smuggle them through security. they had some kind of dragon soul bond orgasm together. my point is it's borderline incestuous abuse and it's crazy that they imply these characters are tied together cosmically.. if they are it's rick holding their red string of fate like a leash

they are together (sometimes romantically/sexually, sometimes not explicitly so) in EVERY universe there is canonically a club on the citadel called The Creepy Morty. Miami Morty has an R tattooed on his asscheek they love each other they hate each other they cant stand being together they cannot be separated Rick loves grooming Morty. like. he has literally pushed Morty into comitting genocides and conditioned him into becoming desensitized to all kinds of sexual and violent things. Rick keeps a memory vial of Morty's entitled "virginity" Rick C137 (the main one in the show) has sacrificed his life to save Morty

[homochampagne]

so abt the bert and quinn situation, i’m really confused cus like quinn made that post and it seemed like a big deal and it’s been like a day and now he’s good? you seem to be more caught up on the situation then me so can you help me out cus i feel like i’m missing smth cus i’ve seen some ppl that are super pissed still and other ones that are over it.

i am also unclear about whether or not quinn intends to ever speak about it again. when he said in his original post “the truth is coming out. all of it”, to me, that seemed to be insinuating that he had more to say on the matter whether in his ‘book’ or some other medium.

in my opinion, i think it’s clear from his second post that simply being heard and believed by the fans made him feel better - a lot of people were sending him supportive dm’s and it seems like that quelled his anxiety regarding the fact that people might hate him for speaking negatively about bert or whatever.

also, just my opinion, i highly doubt a book of that nature would ever get released, one where he goes into all of the details of the interpersonal problems that existed within the band and his personal traumas, etc. i just don’t think it’s something he’d go through with. maybe i’m wrong but only time will tell. if the book does exist i doubt it would get released anytime soon

and yeah of course people are divided on the matter. personally, i will always love the used, they will always be my favourite band - i of course believe quinn (and all that that entails, the fact that his relationship with bert turned very dark and that he was deeply hurt by all of this). but those two sentiments - me believing quinn and also still liking the used can absolutely coexist.

you’re entitled to feel however you want on the matter, but i agree with that anon the other day that explicated why a full ‘denouncement/cancellation’ of the used is unnecessary - especially when you take into consideration the fact that, since the very early days of the band, bert and quinn described their friendship as complicated and difficult at times and intense (very last paragraph), and that they ‘got into fist fights’ and then made up afterwards (3:32 in video), which in my opinion was likely worsened by bert’s alcoholism over the years

edit: i also just want to say that on the day that quinn’s original post dropped (friday the 14th) i made a very dramatic post on this blog about it which i have since deleted because 1. i feel differently about the matter now, and 2. i wrote it out of a place of emotion and shock and i should have waited to actually gather my thoughts properly

[mauveberries]

hi bestieeee!!!! i came across that post abt harry not being a saint in the boks and then i scrolled yr blog a bit and im a bit confused now!!! u seem to ship tmrhp but do u like harry? is there smth u like abt him? or do u just like the ship? its completely fine if u do! just askin, sry if this is rude, im just curious!!

hi nonnie, this not rude at alllll, thank you for asking me nicely, ❤❤ i've had people ask these questions with some very colourful names attached and that just ruined my mood for answering any of them. im sorry if my response is a bit lengthy, but i just have a lot of thoughts and opinions about tmrhp :)

first off, i will start by saying that i like canon harry overall, but some characteristics of his just give me a really huge ick. these characteristics aren't even morally reprehensible, i just dislike them, that's all. mainly the unnecessarily malicious way he describes people he doesn't like and also his self righteousness. i'm a firm believer of not liking EVERYTHING about a character. just because i pointed out some flaws of harry doesn't mean i hate him as a whole.

i also simply wanted to point these flaws of his out, because in many tmrhp fics i read, harry is cleansed of all his misdeeds or even has them justified. i personally see harry as a light greyish character, and i love it when he is depicted as such.

moving onto what i like about harry is firstly, his appearance. big fan of messy black hair, green eyes, round glasses XD. i also like that at heart, he is a good person. he tries to save peter pettigrew until the end, even though he is the reason why harry's parents are dead. harry saves draco from the fire even when ron suggests that he lets draco burn to death. harry doesn't use the killing curse on voldemort even once, even though he has the complete right to do so. i like harry's bravery and his defiance (to a certain extent.)

moving onto why i ship tmrhp. i like this ship for all the obvious reasons (the parallels, the contrasts, one chose love, the other chose hate) but also because i love the trope where the main protagonist ends up with the main villain. (call me shallow, or whatever, but it's cute, albeit horrifying.) i also ship it because of the dead dovey nature of this pairing, like, it's so interesting to explore! the angst potential! the betrayal! the guilt! so unusual but also intriguing. i like the fact that this ship isn't 'sweet' or is deemed a comfort ship like most of the other ships in this franchise. voldemort is a Bad Guy, and more than seeing how he is changed by harry, i think it is more interesting to see how Harry is changed by voldemort.

the reason you probably thought i dislike harry in this pairing is because i don't like what the fandom has done to this pairing. (i apologise if i sound entitled, but these are simply my personal opinions. fic writers can write whatever they please, and they are in no way obligated to cater to me. they should write whatever they enjoy writing.)

(i won't dwell a lot here as i also have another askpost here explaining this)

fanon tomarrymort has morphed voldemort's character so much so, that it is unrecognizable to canon voldemort. fanon voldemort simps for harry, apologises to harry begs harry etc. which is something canon voldemort would simply never do even if they were canonically together.

this fandom relies very heavily on Certain Themes, such as harry being a horcrux, and voldemort's obsession with harry being taken wildly out of context. this is mostly it. voldemort views harry as his, goes crazy with possessive issues and abides by harry's every command. harry is now viewed as someone Extra Special and Powerful and therefore can garner all of voldemort's full attention even though that is not the case in canon. harry is more important than the death eaters because they were always incompetent fools, amirite? harry has now fixed voldemort hooray! /sarcasm.

it's just that this is so far removed from canon that it makes me dislike the way harry is so glorified. i am not glorifying voldemort by saying this btw, i understand that voldemort is a Bad Guy.

what i wish was explored more in tomarrymort:

overcoming the fact that harry might not always be noticed by voldemort (in the case of the time travle fics), because voldemort is a self-obsessed guy. he spends most of his time studying, in prefect duties, taming the basilisk, thinking of making horcruxes, it is highly unlikely that he would notice the new transfer student as you guys like to call it.

how voldemort treats bellatrix. (i specifically state bella because she is the closest to voldemort's lover in canon.) it is common for this fandom to brush aside bellatrix and treat her with disrespect. and i hate that. i wish people would explore the fact that in tomarrymort, voldemort would obviously prefer bellatrix before getting together with harry. and even after, he will still view her favourably.

the fact that voldemort might not like harry's defiance towards him. most of the time, in tomarrymort fics, voldemort notices harry because of harry's defiance towards him and he is intrigued. but.. like.. if harry defied voldemort after they get together, he wouldn't like that. he wouldn't like that at all. not to metion the fact that there is a Wholeass organisation called the Order that is dedicated to defying voldmort 😭😭 harry isn't the only one being outwardly defiant towards him. hell, he probably executed death eaters for looking at him the wrong way, how can harry be any different? what i think should be focused more on is how they Compromise. how they form an understanding. how harry shouldn't defy Everything voldemort says and how voldemort shouldn't always order harry around.

how voldemort gets over the hatred he has for harry. i know most people prefer harry over voldemort and thus, their fics are mostly in harry pov, which focuses on how harry forgives voldemort from killing his parents. but what you have to understand is that while voldemort took harry's family from him, harry took Everything from voldemort. Absolutely Everything. voldemort holds MAD grudges. he isn't going to forgive harry overnight. (i know voldemort did it to himself, but he is not going to view it that way.)

their relationship outside of horcrux and main soul.

the power imbalance. the fact that voldemort is more powerful than him. i know harry is his equal, prophecy, blah blah, but harry doesn't want any of the greatness and the extraordinary power whilst voldemort seeks greatness. voldemort was an exceedingly smart, prodigious kid and i don't think his intelligence and capability to scheme should be taken away just to make him equal to harry.

ahh yeah that's probably pretty much it. sorry for rambling and any repeated points. im not proofreading this monster of text, if there are spelling errors... look away!

thank you for this ask nonnie ❤❤

[tojikai]

i have so many thoughts and emotions ill be back with an actual entire paragraph/essay/full response (bc i’m actually mad as hell 😭) but for now i’ll just say this:

him saying he wishes yui wasn’t born and that they were never together… go ahead and give up that visitation then; send that child support and leave for that disrespectful thot . he doesn’t get to complain if/when the child doesn’t want to be around him or resents him

also maybe it was just me but it honestly felt like naomi was guilt-tripping that scumbag for mommy privileges like she’s entitled to it…bitch pls adopt or smth and stay away with your hoe ass. and then for satoru to act like that isn’t a big deal and to presssure and belittle reader over it WHEN SHE CARRIED AND PUSHED OUT THAT BABY….she a conniving snake

hoejo an entire bitch for acting like he actually cares about reader….if you cared you would have followed through, you would have corrected ms delulu and respected your kids mom. i’m tired of his stupid ass acting like naomi is mother teresa or some shit 🙄

also wanted to say that the timeline was not adding up and i feel like he cheated on reader with naomi. for him to say she wasn’t supposed to see that is giving cheating, but also in addition giving whore. when naomi was talking about love not being tumultuous and straining it was giving “pick me” for sure bc she seems to enable and not acknowledge that he could have done some terrible things (which imo he did) like they both are not even a 1/10 of a human to me like pls. i can even go as far to say that he’s with naomi just bc it’s easier and to spite reader. he still a bitch and a terrible parent idc

also that ending had me like…. please i’m begging whatever higher power that it’s toji 😮‍💨 because imagining little megumi just giving gojo the bombastic sideye with his dad has me cackling

anyways ill be back bc this made me so pissed 💀

- theory/paragraph anon (i signed off as something different since i forgot what i signed off as so just putting this here to let you know i’m still here and that hopefully you remembered me ✌️)

HIII yes of course, i do remember u !! always grateful for ur support <33 and yeahhh, i feel like that's one of the most hurtful things a man can say to the mother of his child; to have wished that they never created a life w them :(( as for satoru saying that yn wasn't supposed to see them like that, it's just bc he didn't want to introduce naomi that way !! anywayss i enjoyed reading this <33 thank u so much~ i hope you're doing well !!

[aristotels]

Of course all problems and inequalities are direct consequence of modernity and in the past those who are now considered undesirable were considered divine and definitely weren't treated even worse and didn't have access to anything that resembles accomodations. Let's bring those times back!

In Ancient Rome specifically there was no hospitalisation, yes, but also people who were considered mad couldn't make financial and legal operations on their own at all and couldn't be citizens, and were considered pariahs by their communities. This is not to say that you are wrong because you picked the wrong time to see as "when things were better", it's that just because what causes problems now is capitalism doesn't mean that before it people were always kind and caring, everything is much older.

(Or that removing the money would fix everything on its own, for that matter)

are you literally so stupid to fail to see my point

the point isnt "LOOK WHAT THEY TOOK FROM US" the point is that fears and delusions depend on the society youre brought up in; and also sorry that a 5 sentences tumblr post didnt go into history of medical malpractice, it was a lighthearted post made by someone with those very issues

yeah, if i lived then, then id have a different delusion more fit to those times - but it would not resemble my current paranoia or nightmares of being drugged or talked to the way ive had medical staff talk to me bc those things are specific to our society.

(Also you can still have your rights denied for being mentally ill today as well?????? what happened to free britney??? And like My family doctor once literally suggested to my dad to involountary check me into psych ward which was smth my psychiatrist at the time was very much trying to avoid because he KNEW how dehumanizing that is, he spent more than sn hour trying to figure out if my visions of suicide were actual suicide risk or intrusive thoughts; telling me later that he was willing to gamble such a huge risk and responsibility he would have to take in case i actually did smth to myself - just to keep me out of the hospital stay because he worked there and SAW how dehumanizing it is. because getting in the ward here doesnt mean youre done when youre out, this shit affects FUCKLOAD of things in your life!)

are you really trying to be like "LETS TAKE AWAY ACCOMODATIONS FROM PEOPLE WHO SUFFER WOOW GOOD JOB" in my inbox rn btw considering that i am literally schizophrenic w some other mental illnesses, and that i take fucking meds upon meds for it, including antipsychotics??????? and i am also very grateful for those aids, but even with meds my condition will never be resolved and its severity very much depends on the people/society around me. my delusions while living in croatia might differ from someone who lives in the usa.

i literally have no patience or attention or care or anything to argue with you rn, if you wanna discuss political or economical or marxist or whatever theory in my inbox go ahead, but i am NOT arguing about my own fucking lived experience and having you speak to me this way, in an incredibly entitled and dismissive way. its late and im going to bed. i genuinely dont care for your "ummmmm ekshually capitalism is noot thaaat bad-" shit while i keep having episodes on the daily in a big part due to fuckin capitalism. losing my other job is putting me through stress because i have no money, but it also eased up certain aspects of my illness because i dont have to hit hardcore fucking deadlines every week.

p.s. who the fuck is talking about money not existing. if you are gonna bring that up within communist theory and up for a serious discussion thats a whole other thing, but moneyless and stateless society doesnt just rest on tadaaah no money, like theres a reason marx wrote books n essays on that shit and why daddy engels sent him checks. and even in ideal communist world we would still have mental illnesses, but i am absolutely positive that my thoughts would differ than the current ones and that they would probably be less severe. and also why is this implying that communism wont have like the fuckin medication

i usually take care to carefully reply to asks and try to actually give a serious opinion but i gen dont care if i sound incoherent rn, this legit pissed me off

[neonstatic]

i've made some big realisations today. first, the issue i have w the person who i think hates my guts is just that they don't react to me the way i want. i'm a people pleaser - we already established this, so we know it runs deep and while it does not make me inherently fake (trust me, i'm not bending over backwards for ppl i truly dislike, i have a little dignity), it does make me act a certain way if i feel like ppl are slipping away from me. i can get a little...ciingy? desperate? i dunnooo it doesn't necessarily show but emotionally i'm often in the trenches.

so yeah, this person is more distant than i want them to be... so what? they're allowed. we don't have to be besties. they got their friends and i've got mine. i shouldn't feel so attacked by the fact that they don't feel the same way abt me. no matter how (supposedly) charming i make myself, i'm not entitled to their attention or special treatment. and just bc i'm not getting the reaction i'm seeking doesn't mean i'm doing smth wrong or that they hate me. it's not that deep, ray. and if to feel ok abt it, i have put in less efforts on my end, then sure! and then everyone is happy and all is well c: i was making it out to be sooo serious when it didn't have to be. sometimes ppl don't care for you as much as you do... life goes on.

second realisation or rather confirmation... is that i rly wanna go on t! when i think of the future and i imagine myself looking the way i do now, i feel pretty...disappointed. resigned even. like, oh i guess this is me lmao. but when i think abt the best ver of myself? it's a short, pudgy, lowkey buff person who's kind of pretty in the face. and idk that it would change much abt the way i dress, i might own a lot less dresses, but nothing can keep me away from skirts. my beloveds...

anyway yeah! i gotta find the right time to tell my sister. probably soon. idk abt my family tho :// tuesday my dad was here and my sis showed him pics of me in my most boyish looks and he looked....speechless? but he saved them right away cus he says he has v little pics of me on my own. which is true, i hadn't realised that. he's got bunch of pics of me next to my sisters when we were little but they're waay outdated. but yeah i jokingly asked him what he thought of his son and he just didn't say nothing, just kept looking at the pics. i feel like he got his own kind of revelations that night.

(also my sisters and i discussed what kind of names the parents would've gotten had they had a son and we agreed on francis, w frankie as a nicki. i'm mulling it over... tossing it around in my head like a ball... the only sure thing is that i will forever be Ray!)

[probablydinosaurs]

this was originally a twitter thread but mehhhh. the audience of one-two here get my insane venting instead. its 3am. I've had a rough day and I just want to list it out from worst to least worst. sorry if this is venting. again 3am. 1: my sister showed up completely unannounced, and waltzed in a fight with my other sister and her husband at their place. she had good reason to be here (she's homeless and is a fuckin ice age here. that's not a problem. we are glad she went to us for help.)-sadly she's an entitled fuck who begged my dad for cigs when we have NOTHING BUT A ROOF to give. its SCARY how poor we are. She was also VERY TRANSPHOBIC, which was not on my sister's bingo card this year. mainly about trans woman and their "complaining". my already shit sister saying terf shit was not smth i thought id hear. i was very upset about that. i haven't talked to her bc ik if i do, il cry but I've been giving her the silent treatment unless it's akward. 2: i have covid. had symptoms since like the 13th (i joked that i got it for my birthday) and its been a nightmare. i can't sleep. Eating sucks. my nose hurts. i think i blew a blood vessel in my eye. its just been the worst. 3: due to being unable to sleep, im wildly manic at 3am. i have nothing to do and no one to talk to. and im unreasonably upset that people on tiktok think Spongebob is a kid. like boi your face screams "post movie" pleaaasseee educate yourself on cartoon history. he is an adult! 4: after ALLL of this like 7 mins ago, the fire alarm randomly beeped a few times. luckily not a lot but still. stressed me the FUCK OUT. nothing is on. i think bc its the FUCKIN ICE AGE OUTSIDE, the apartment is a TAD too warm (witch its not. my feet are frozen)

5: found out today that scientists didn't start using real menstrual blood on pads/tampons till AUGUST OF LAST YEAR??? WTF WERE U USING BEFORE? That's why pads are always off SOMEHOW. SOMEHOW there's an issue. and tampons never fit right. they have been fuckin guessin for decades 6: my new cat is a needy hoe. I'm used to it but with covid and barely being able to walk/exist, her sweving between my legs is a nightmare. I always have to throw a bottle cap down the hallway just so she doesn't get in my room. 7: been on upsetting media tiktok. why the fuck is there a fandom forming around a vent cartoon about S/A???? like I won't say its bad but that's not a FANDOM THING! yall are fucked up (also it parodies the peewee's playhouse op and that bugs me. i love peewee.)

interlude: my needy hoe of a cat is named peewee (well to my mom, it's now Princess Pipsqueak but thats not a good name to say in frustration as I'm trying to exist down the hallway. also, we thought she was a boi at first and she has a face that looks like paul Reubens's. I still see it. 8: I have used up all the TP and tissues in the house and have been using paper towels to blow my nose, which is roughing up my already red sore nose. I put gold bond on my nose and it BURNED but now it feels smoother. 9: i feel like i annoy people with my Hannibal hyperfixation. i have yet to truly let it spread here but it's EVERYWHERE ELSE. (and il probs reblog this onto my hannibal blog so hiiiii) and yet it feels like no one cares. ik it's a bit niche, upsetting not everyones thing but Ive NEVER loved smth more and it hurts when i don't talk about it I just. want to get someone into it. someone else got me into it and it means a lot. I hope they are doing ok. I'm grateful they gave me my favorite hyperfixation ever. I've littrally never loved anything more. and I've been into a LOT of stuff. i was called annoying by an ex friend because i got into things too much. and to them, "too much" was anything that wasn't "i like this thing. i think this thing is good and cool. lets rp weird incest about it." (i hate my teen years) but like. that ex friend would HAAAAATE by hyperfixatiing now. i have friends to ENABLE ME NOW. 10: just added this one. kinda put two and two together that corp vtubers birthdays most likely aren't their real birthdays. everyone is celebrating a graduated corps bday and yet they moved to another company and like. no birthday in sight. and it feels weird to latch onto their old persona's bday when they are right there with probs a new (and more real maybe) birthday. you can actually go celebrate with them whenever their "new" birthday is and yet you are clinging to the past. especially since they are THRIVING where they are rn and were not happy as a bigger corp.

thats a bout it. thanks if u saw this and read. its ok if you didnt. i just had a LOT go on lately.

[faeiapalette]

My biggest problem with Ayato is his stans. 😭

I don't mind if his stans want to make a thousand posts a day about how much they love him, but what does bother me is that they always try to throw in his face that he "is the only canonical/true route". I even read that "the real Yui" is only the Yui that appears in Ayato's routes. 🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️🤦🏻‍♀️

I swear, his stans are so annoying. Yui is the "real Yui" in all the damn routes, NOT just Ayato's. All routes are equally canon because at the end of the day it's us fans who decide who we prefer to see Yui/MC with. In any case, Yui/MC loves all the guys in her harem in equal measure, there is nothing she has done or said for Ayato that she hasn't done or said for the other Diaboys. And in fact, she has died more times protecting Yuma than Ayato, (that's never mentioned by Ayato's stans, why is that?)

Something I can't stand either is that they say that Ayato's Dark Fate route "is the best route of all the games", literally in Dark Fate you have routes like Carla and Shin's, who are new characters and yet have better development and a much more interesting background than Ayato could have had in four games.

Same anon, same. (Wow… the statement about Yui 💀. The idolism got to that point? Come on 😅. And i thought the level of entitlement couldn’t surpass the “Ayato is the main character”.)

Though my problem with them is

1, They think they have the priviledge. To whitewash (idk how this word works yet, like is it only apply to skin color? Or does it mean “bleaching one’s wrong doing” too? I’m going with the 2nd one) their oshi; for example, “Ayato has never engaged in harmful coping mechanism and never project it on others.” In Bold. That’s blatant lie. Check out Sakamaki Saga for more detail plus his LE route too! I don’t remember much about HBD MB and DF but i think there are some. Mainly in the first two games.

While they reacted like sodium meeting water whenever the other boys did an equal bad thing. Some even make up tell tales about them. Way to go.

To say “not a positive opinion” about other boys, but non-Ayato fans can’t. “Ik everyone has their opinions but why don’t keep them to yourself if they’re not positive ones??? Don’t wonder why Ayato stans reacted that way because everyone would defend their fav Diaboy. Acting like he isn’t the Sakamaki most prone to put his life on the line for others pfft. Girl, you will obviously get such negative”reactions if you start drama. You claim you don’t want to but you did start it already because you spread hatred in this fandom with your “opinions”.

Lady and gentlemen, look at that mindset. These priviledged people allow themselves to shove fake facts into other people’s face. They be dissing your fav boys everyday and people applause them for that. Then when you raise your hand to voice out your not-a-one-way-tunnel thoughts, they brand it as “negative”. Why negative? Oh. Cuz you don’t support Ayato and put him on an altar; instead, you tell them that “Ayato’s at fault too”. That means you hate him right? You want to discredit him, right? You want to start drama, right?

2. Some of them just love to assume. Pulling things out of no where. If you have time do take a look at the previous asks on my blog. Oh my. If you say smth on the level of “perceiving” they’ll think that you’re “complaining” and attack you. And this one will be the complement for

3. They prone to put things in boxes. Because they don’t understand perceptions and perspectives, plus, they’re so used to reacting, they won’t be able to see that you’re only giving an opinion that could be the complement for their opinion to create a complete picture. They’ll think that you’re reacting. That you’re attacking them, their oshi, anything of such. So they attack you.

4. They value fairness, but only if Ayato’s in the picture. For all the rest… nope.

Prove is what you just said anon. “Ayato’s the real route”, “Yui’s the real Yui in Ayato’s route”, ect. I don’t have to say more than that.

(Oh your last statement. 🤔 True true some characters “have better development and a much more interesting background” plus mindset; AND, by “interesting” i don’t mean that i’m encouraging their twisted behaviours and wrong doings. Just that they would be fascinating subjects to do research on. This note is for the Ayato’s fan who haven’t been able to see things seperately yet so that they don’t jump onto me and attack me for things i never said. 👌

Though i barely check the T boys out… Maybe later. Carla’s question for Yui at the Tsukinami Prologue and for Subaru in Subaru DF pique my interest. Defi will read.)

[piduai]

From what I remember in the server, the last volume omake came out and somebody @‘ed Glass asking him to do translations and he was like no. Then a bunch of people started arguing about the omake itself and one person jokingly said smth along the lines of ‘I’m glad you lot aren’t writing GK’, Glass then got Really mad at them and was like ‘fuck you blahblahblah’ and they started arguing, resulting in him leaving the server.

I always thought fans acted really ungrateful towards him during those last few chapters but I also thought he was a bit of a piece of work even before that incident, but that’s just my take.

idk, when 313 came out i got severely disillusioned with that place. i'm sorry but you people were stupid and insufferable (not you, the people there). glass was complaining a lot for the last couple of months but the way people treated that was beyond immature. i mean yes, he was doing the translation, but when he was active in the server it was mostly as a reader and a fan, so he was entitled to his own opinions, no matter how negative they are. in a big chatroom, when someone is saying something you disagree with, you either change the subject when they're done or you close the chat, no?

but a lot of people conflated his work and his presence as yet another reader, and were attacking him personally because he did the translations. that's foul. don't get me wrong lol i also found him taxing at times and after a while the circlejerking over the same subject has started getting on my nerves lol but that's just how chatrooms work. why give him attention when you could have just ignored him, though. idk what happened but i think it's good he left lol i hope he had a better experience with dungeon meshi

[lovelovex]

no x posts no announcements, kind rude p don’t you think cutting such a big amount of people who CARE about you guys is too much??? it is hard to keep up with all your updates via fucking RUMORS of all things for fucks sake

oh we’re right off w the accusations ok ok ok sometimes i hate being the spokesperson, P the diplomat, but here we go

i’m gonna use this post for the whole rant bc it’s all p much the same in my inbox:

if ‘rumors’ have been your only source of information for the past i dont rly rmbr how many months honey that’s intentional

sometime in july, before i made that post ab the healing process, we sat down and went thru every email subscribed to our mailing list, every account in every gc we used to have, decided fuck it and created all the new ones, rmbr when we had like 500+ members in one of them? well that’s not happening ever again, outsiders aren’t allowed anymore

did it hurt your feelings being left out?

well it hurt my feelings to find out how many of you were actually involved in the case behind my back, how many of you knew exactly what was happening in those two years and stayed silent or worse – chose to side w the person who wanted to take everything he could away from me

not just me, my friends, my family, the ppl i love more than anything else in this world, have suffered enormously bc of His actions and bc of Your support of those actions

i know exactly who you all are, i have a list of names i dont want to hear ever again in my life

the damage you’ve done is irreparable, and it’s beyond my imagination how any of you still feel entitled to anything, did you rly think i’d never find out? i thought it was common knowledge i always find out one way or another

we’re all grown up ppl, and it’s not my place to tell you who you can or cannot talk to, you’ve made your choices and we’ve made ours, and if you ended up on the outside of the circle, welcome to consequences 101, your actions actually do have an impact, what a concept

the case played a big part in the whole thing, but we’re way past that now, and the thing is – the real reason behind ‘cutting out such a big amount of ppl’ is we’re tired, the better part of our lives was dedicated solely to creating a safe space, and we did, only to realize we’re our own safe space, it’s the ppl, so the shows are still happening, the karaoke nights and the acoustic sessions, i say my thank yous from the stage and in emotional voice msgs at 3am bc my god do i love our space, my little sanity oasis, that part hasn’t and will never change

what changed is that we don’t have to subject ourselves to scrutiny, to any form of judgement anymore rly, what they dont know they can’t ruin i rmbr a post like this somewhere on this blog, i dont have to read your thoughts on every single detail of every single move we make, i only hear opinions from those ppl i actually want to listen to, and no, i dont only surround myself w yes men now, if i do smth wrong i still get called out, rightfully so

what i’m mostly tired of is those half-assed friendships, of ppl who only wanted me smiling and shiny, who would disappear the second things got a bit depressing, i dont know who hurt you, but it wasn’t me, or maybe it was, in that case that’s on you if you never had the guts to open your mouth and actually say smth

yk i’ve had to say so many goodbyes in the last two years, i’ll say some more if it comes to this, i’m getting better at letting ppl come and go, but i could never tolerate indifference or betrayal, and i’ve had enough of both of these things

you can still go off in my inbox, let it all out, i can’t rly stop you, just know it doesn’t make any difference to me

[m1ckeyb3rry]

The fear of a character to ooc is so understandable and something I suffer from as well. Especially when it comes to popular ones because some people can be so rude about your personal interpretation.

However don’t let these people stop you from writing about whoever you like, because their interpretation ist not more canon or better than yours even if they think that. And at the end of the day if they don’t like that than they can move on and read something else. If someone leaves you hate for that I will fight them.

Nobody is entitled to force you to write a character a certain way. At the end of the day you decided to share these stories with us for free!!!

Personally I think there will be a lot of people happy with your interpretation of character like Gojo and Toji. How you write them is like a breath of fresh air, because it’s not like the most popular interpretation. Which I do enjoy reading, I just like to see different sides of character that I havent seen before. The different characterizations from writers are the best part of Fan Fics.

I think it would be really nice to read a story from you with focus on Toji or Gojo. If you don’t want to go there yet, I would absolutely love a lighthearted fic with Inumaki.

Sorry again for the long text, this is just such a personal topic for me :)

And before I forget it I am that anon that wanted to become a regular. From now on I will use 📝 to identity myself.

i definitely think you’re right!! just because someone else’s interpretation is different doesn’t mean it’s more or less correct. it’s up to everyone to decide how they want to write different characters for sure!! sometimes i get stressed abt random things hahah but you’re def correct in saying that if people don’t like then they can move on and read smth else because at the end of the day i’m doing this for fun not because i’m getting paid HAHAHA.

thank you so much though!! i do think the way i wrote toji that one time in the mrs l/n chapter of pi was def different than most versions of him i’ve seen. i think the core of pi toji is his feelings of inferiority and guardedness stemming from his background which i don’t really see in fics for toji (not that i really read a lot for him but whenever i do happen upon anything toji-centric it’s usually focused more on other aspects of his character). with gojo i tend to try and show how he is very very lonely and also dehumanized even as he is idolized just because of his role as the strongest. he’s someone who has the power to save everyone but in the long run has never really saved anyone and that’s very isolating which informs how i view him as a character (although he has plenty of silly moments as per canon). again gojo isn’t really a character that i read fics for so idk if that’s something people typically incorporate or not but in my limited experience it isn’t. all of that is to say i don’t think i ever really go ooc with any characters but instead focus on parts of them that people aren’t as used to so i’m not sure how they will respond. but that’s on them for sure!! the back button exists for a reason :)

honestly toji is a character i would only want to write in a plot like he had with mrs l/n from pomegranate ink but ofc i’ve already written that HAHAHA so idk if i would be able to come up with something else for him. gojo though…hmm. he would def be fun to write for but i’d have to figure out how exactly to go about it and whether i would want to do an au or a canon universe fic as both would have their challenges. i do love writing silly romcom stuff w inumaki though!! he’s just such a fun character but he def has more one shot / side pairing appeal to me vs being the main love interest for a full story just because there’s only so much you can do with a boy that mostly only says salmon 😭

no worries i love long asks and rants!!! hearing other people’s thoughts on just about anything is always fun for me 🫶🏻 and that sounds perfect welcome 📝 anon!!

[kallikrein]

HANDS DOWN

— in which timeskip!chifuyu takes you out on a first date.

genre. fluff.

contains. fem!reader, cursing, slight suggestive content, probably ooc, not proofread so expect grammatical errors.

word count. 1.8k.

note. my belated smth smth for the birthday boy, chifuyu. if you know why this fic is entitled as such, you’re kinda cool. ps: i suck at writing.

requested.

Breathe in for luck, they said. It works.

So that’s what Chifuyu did — breathe in, breathe out, repeat.

And yet it feels as though the statement itself was only a mere prank told to people who are gullible as him. He has been doing the torturous process for some time now, and luck was still nowhere near his grasp.

But just for good measure, he kept going at it.

Breathe in. Breathe out. Repeat.

He felt rather than see the snort that was coming, considering how the room was in total darkness aside from the light that illuminated from his phone screen, and was quick to shush you out. “Stop it.”

There was some snickering before it was back to utter silence, tugging the corners of his lips upwards with how obliging and cute you were being around him. “Right. What were you doing again?”

“I’m manifesting luck.”

“By hyperventilating?” You pressed, voice sweetened with mischief.

“By breathing,” he corrected. Although, there’s also mirth lingering behind his reprimanding voice as well. “Please stop teasing me,” he almost begged.

This time, you gasped, acting offended that he would even think so, and Chifuyu couldn’t help it anymore — he belt out a laugh. “You didn’t even deny it!”

“Okay! I am,” you said, giggling with him. “Why would you need luck though? It’s not as if I’m going to bite.”

“It’s not that,” he tried explain.

Because this wasn’t what I had in mind, is what he wanted to say. He wanted to bring you to the festival for your first date, have fun hopping from one stall to another, eating random foods, watching the fireworks, and maybe even kiss you breathless by the end of it.

Yet here are the two of you, sitting side by side on his very compact couch, your bottom almost sitting on his already numbing leg.

It’s not that he didn’t particularly like this, he likes it very much. But he wanted to leave a good impression on you since it’s both of your first time going out together after all.

And first dates, according to his knowledge, will firmly set the consecutive ones. That is, if there’s going to be another for him.

Groaning, he cursed the damn the storm, and the sudden blackout on his dorm building.

“Chifuyu? Chifuyu? Chifuyu!”

Snapping back to reality, his eyes re-adjusted to his inky room, zeroing in on the blaring light of his phone which was playing an old song to keep the two of you company.

He hears you hum alongside the low tune, and he thought how he should just make the best out of this, get you to say yes to another date and by then, he would make it his life’s mission to plan a better one.

So Chifuyu carefully extended his arm, putting it around the back of his worn out couch, hand hovering over your clothed shoulder. “You know this song?”

“Very much so.” And it surprised him, when you leaned your head to his shoulder, almost as if you’re very comfortable with him doing this all the while answering his query. “I grew up listening to that band. You?”

Ah. How could you even be more perfect? The same band, really? He didn’t hesitate anymore when he pulled you towards his warm chest, nostrils getting invaded with the intoxicating scent of your perfume, and his supple lips almost took place at your temple, whispering how it was the same thing for him too.

“Your heart’s beating really fast,” you suddenly pointed out. Yes, Chifuyu could feel it. Pounding hard inside his ribcage, urging him to do something more — better than just this. He was also certain that this physical contact, cuddling or whatever it was the two of you were comfortably doing, was sending his other senses to overdrive.

Oh God, how he wanted to kiss your lips right then and there.

But Chifuyu was reluctant. He was somehow worried he wouldn’t know when to stop once he started. More so, terrified that you wouldn’t hold back too. It was as if the air around you was electrified, the ambience being so enticing that he didn’t have the restraint left in him to stop his mouth from mumbling low in the shell of your ear. “Yours too, you know?”

He felt you shiver with the way his voice sounded so deep, huddling tighter against him, and he took this chance to hold your other hand with his free one, stroking the smooth skin that was as soft as the leg that grazed his own. He couldn’t help the searing want that jumpstarted his bloodstream, trailing the hand that was caressing you upwards to your forearms, finally setting them on your jaw.

Fuck this. He’s just gonna kiss you here.

Ping!

You sprang up, awakened from his magnetic allure because of the sudden notification on his phone. Chuckling sheepishly and moving away an inch, deeming that it was spacious enough to clear your heavily tempted mind. While Chifuyu could only grunt, eyelids closing shut with much annoyance to whoever texted him during the most important moment of his life.

Ping! Ping! 

“Uh,” he heard you utter. And Chifuyu knew the kindling fire that was simmering between the two of you was now gone. “Can I use your washroom?”

“Yeah. Of course. It’s the door to the left.”

“I know,” you breathed once you stood up. “I’ve been here, dumbass.” Before making your blind way to the said room.

Oh. Right. The study sessions.

When he finally heard the washroom door closing, he swiftly swiped his irritating phone from its position on the coffee table, blue eyes immediately glaring at the names that flashed on the screen.

Baji-san: “So did u get some???”

Kazutora-kun: “Chifuyu dont listen to baji”

Kazutora-kun: “But did u get some?????”

Running a palm across his frustrated face, it was clear these two only wanted the saucy details. As if he would tell them.

There was no way in hell he would tell them. 

So now that he was thinking of a rude response, his mind suddenly thought if he even has ‘protection’ in his possession. Wait. Did he really have some?

Rummaging through his memory, he didn’t feel you come back beside him until you tapped his puffed out cheek, refreshed and fully resolved. “Penny for your thoughts?”

“I’m not sure if I have a condom in here somewhere,” he mused out loud. Upon realizing what he just said, his head whipped towards you so fast, silky black hair whooshing around, even his blue eyes were an absolute surprise seeing it managed to stay inside his skull. 

The revelation made him a little dizzy. Blood rushing to his head and pure embarrassment engulfing his whole being, making him at a loss for words whilst you giggle at his salacious antics.

And Chifuyu didn’t know if it was a good thing that you laughed at him, but he deemed it was better than having you silent and completely disgusted. “I— It’s not— I’m not going to— I mean—”

“I know.” He felt you pat his thigh, somehow assuring him that it didn’t bother you, not one bit, and igniting his already flustered self to jump at the innocent contact you initiated. 

“I’m sorry,” he croaked, which you dismissed again with another lighthearted snort.

“I’m sorry too. But I have to go home now.” Showing him the time on your phone, he remembered that you did have a curfew on your own building. It’s somehow upsetting how the night turned out like this, but what else could he do? 

Standing up, he beamed instead, hiding his own disappointment with a bright smile that told you your time together was still memorable for him, even though everything was all just impromptu on his part. “Let me walk you home,” he almost demanded.

“Okay.” Chifuyu realized from the coldness of your skin that you were interlacing your fingers with his, giving him hope that maybe it wasn’t as bad as he thought. So he grasped your hand tighter, warming it with his larger one. “Take me home, Matsuno-san.”

Outside, the streets have puddles of water everywhere. And he watched you skip on every one of them, wearing a soft smile on your face all the while holding his hand. It made Chifuyu fall for you even more — how easy it was to get lost in time when spent together, how your face was like an open book that he would never get tired reading of, how you make his blood run fiery and calm all at the same time.

He almost wanted to take the longer route to your dorm just to savor some more of these precious moments.

But who was he to deny fate? All good things must come to an end anyway.

“Oh no, is the gate locked?” You asked once you reached your building’s gate. From his perspective, it wasn’t. He could easily wretch the whole thing out. Is this how secure your building is? Maybe he should ask you to live with him. That’s not much of a bad idea.

However, the worry that creased on your face didn’t settle with him at all. So he let go of your hand, asked you to wait for a moment before jumping through the high fence to nick the useless lock down.

He opened it with a flourish, bowing like a formal butler once you passed him by, inciting hushed laughters from the two of you. “Welcome home, Madam.”

“Thank you,” you noted. Fluttering your eyelashes as if a high noble that was just being transferred by a carriage. “I have arrived safe and well.”

Grinning as well, you properly thanked him again with Chifuyu returning the same wide smile. Yet he was feeling deflated for some known reasons, and he knew that the yearning was sitting evident in his irises. “So, I guess this is good night?”

“Yeah,” you murmured. “Good night.”

He then nodded, waited for you to turn around so he could put back the lock on the gate in its approved manner. That’s why it outright surprised him when you stepped in his personal space, wrapping your arms securely around his waist.

“I had fun tonight,” you whispered against his skin. “I really did.”

Chifuyu didn’t waste a second and grabbed the opportunity, returning your embrace and asking you right away if there was a slim chance to have another date. “Does this mean I can take you out again?”

What he expected was an answer. A vocal one.

So he didn’t expect at all when your lips planted oh so tenderly against his.

He could see with the way his eyes were blown out wide, how your own ones were tightly closed, eyelashes sitting so pretty against the smoothness of your cheek, and your soft lips that moved so gently compelling his eyelids to flutter shut and answer your kiss as purely as it was.

It was startling, tingling the very tips of his fingers down to his toes, letting his heart do the somersaults that were just painfully at bay earlier, and giving in to his need to show it through his actions.

You were finally kissing him.

And he was kissing you.

“A second date would be nice,” you murmured out of a sudden against his lips. “And a third,” a peck. “And a fourth,” another kiss on the corner of his mouth. “And a—”

He swallowed your words with a deeper kiss of his own, smiling when he felt you melting once more in the tightness of his embrace.

And for Chifuyu, this day was the best day he could ever ask for even if it’s all impromptu for him. Hands down.

taglist. @baji-san, @gwynsapphire, @eriskaitto and @manjiroarchiviste.

[a-kaash-me-outside]

hello dear, may i request smth from prompt #55 for tsukki x f! reader please? and if you don't mind can you also include breeding kink there pls 🥺 thank u sm! have a nice day 🌻

since you want to cum so badly

// nsfw (minors dni !!), f!reader, breeding kink round 2, overstim

hi babes yes ofc you can request this I’ve kinda been dyin to write tsukki x reader tbh ,, and some breeding kink ,, PAH yummy yes good prompt thank you this is apart of my 3k event, send me an ask/hc/thots/number ~

“Please, Tsukki, please let me cum.”

You should’ve known better, begging and asking for things you weren’t entitled to, things you weren’t so graciously given.

“You wanna cum? If you wanna cum so badly, why don’t we see how many times I can make you cum right now.”

Or maybe you knew exactly what you were doing, knew how Tsukishima would act and how he would punish you for asking for something he had already denied. Maybe you knew exactly what you were doing, but you didn’t know how extensive the consequences would be.

Your thighs are burning almost as much as your raw throat, your nipples are sore because Tsukki can’t help himself when he really gets into it, core on fire, shaking violently as he tries to keep you in place thrusting brutally into you, you’re coming down from another intense orgasm because he feels so good inside of you but it’s just so fucking much.

“Tsukki, I can’t, I can’t I can’t Icant I can’t icanticanticant,” you babble, but he doesn’t show any signs of stopping. “Please, Tsukki, I can’t.” You see his subtle pause, directing his full attention to you, waiting for that single word to fall from your lips if you actually wanted him to stop, but it doesn’t.

Because it doesn’t matter how overstimulated you are, your walls aching around his throbbing length as he relentlessly pounds into you, you don’t want him to stop. You don’t want him to stop because he’s looking at you so expectantly, like he knows you’re going to listen to him no matter what and you don’t want to let him down.

Your muscles are exhausted from clenching, tears are flowing continuously, endlessly, and you can’t fathom coming right now, but you really can’t fathom letting let him down.

So you let the words tumble out of your mouth, a string of babbles and borderline incoherent i cants, but you don’t tell him to stop.

“I know exactly what’ll push you over the edge, exactly what you need to cum all over my cock again,” he says, not nearly as out of breath as he should be for how demanding his movements are. “You need me to breed this pretty pussy, don’t you?”

The i cants stop and you’re frozen, not wanting to agree with him, but drooling at the thought. He doesn’t need you to agree with him, not aloud, anyway, the way you grip onto his cock at the mere mention is proof enough for him.

“Need me to pump you full of my hot fucking load, that’ll get you off, won’t it?” He plants his hands onto your hips now, long fingers digging into the flesh as he pulls you deeper on his cock. He doesn’t need to hear it, but he wants to listen to you beg. “Answer. Me.”

“Yes, yes, please, I’ll cum again, breed me, breed me, breed me,” you oblige, cares and pride thrown to the wind, mind full, now, only with the thought of his cock buried inside you, unloading as deep as he can reach.

“Where do you want it?” His pace is consistent, but you can feel his cock pulsing inside of you, throbbing against your warm, tight walls, teasing you of what’s about to come.

“Deep in my womb, please, Tsukki, wanna be full of you, full of your thick seed.”

When he cums, he wraps his arms under your lower back, pulling you as close to him as you can be, hips pressed flush against the insides of your thighs, balls resting against your ass as they unload into your sensitive cunt. His toes are digging into the mattress, pushing against the sheets to angle your hips, his load shooting so fucking deep and it’s so fucking much.

He knows you too well, your body and mind and how you react. He’s not even fucking you anymore, his hips still against you, but the feeling of complete fullness as he pumps you full of cum sends you over the edge, crying out as you grasp a handful of his hair, nails digging into the back of your own hand just to keep yourself from convulsing.

You feel the streams of thick cum coating your walls and each corresponding pulse of his veiny length and even after he’s done cumming, he’s still throbbing angrily against your clenching walls. “Good girl.”

He pulls out only after you’re done cumming around him, immediately stuffing a pillow under your lower back where his arms used to be, not letting a single drop drool from your gaping hole. You can feel even the tiniest movement in the air, your sloppy pussy painfully sensitive.

“14?” he scoffs, hard cock slowly fucking his fist before lightly rubbing the head over your swollen clit. “I think I can do better than that.”

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Can I request a azul, Idia, malleus as parents headcanons?

I never find someone who likes this ship and I love it

Omg I was so happy when I saw this in my inbox!! I will happily indulge you u-u also first HC on my new laptop and this keyboard is working wonders :>

So, before we get into actual headcanons, I feel like the kid would be around 10-12 months old when they adopted them and they like just got out of school like a month earlier. Allow me to give a lil story on that before we jump straight into just pure random fluff.

So, one night, Idia was doing a live stream, no mic or face-cam on or anything was on that day and it was reaching the end of the stream so Idia was doing some last minute grinding and finding a saferoom (lets say he was playing Persona or smth idk) before ending. Right when he was about to turn his microphone on to say goodbye and such, Azul walked in ofc Idia turned around to ask what was wrong since Azul never walks in on him streaming and Azul says the following,

"I've done something..."

This scares Idia, the poor thing thought he was hurt but Azul lightly grabs his hand and they enter a makeshift nursery that Azul had made, Azul tells him, "I know we were pretty set about adopting and so, here we are." Apparently he just found the baby on a visit back home and he couldn't leave it out in the cold water alone.

Malleus comes home a few minutes later and they explain it to him and hes in tears. He loves kids and has always wanted to raise one, its soo wholesome

Now, back to just general fluff

Idia is quite careful with the kid since the only other 'human' (well ig robot) hes raised is Ortho and that's ALOT different than raising a human baby

On that topic, Ortho LOVES the small baby but Floyd and Jade spoil them rotten. Baby clothes, toys, etc.

Malleus adores the kid too but doesn't spoil them as much just because he wants them to not grow up feeling entitled but he will still spoil her from time to time like on birthdays and stuff

Azul brags about them ALL THE TIME

When they get old enough, Azul takes them to see his parents down in the Coral Sea. The others find it so cute since they're also part mer-person but haven't really went into their mer-form thing before

When the kid turns like, 10, Idia shows them off in a stream titled, "What's been going on for the past 10 years" and everyone in the stream LOVES the kid

Lilia is the kids favorite grandparent (Lilia still tears up at the title of grandparent) and Lilia loves them right back

The kids first word was 'dada' and they were arguing on which one of them they meant

When the child started school, there was one day where the school had the privilege of having Crowley come talk, the kid was sitting right in the front row and Crowley paused asked, "What's your name?" and when the kid said "Draconia!" (they took Malleus's last name for obvious reasons" Crowley started tearing up, he was so happy his students were living a good life together

Azul did get a call later that day from Crowley and he said, "The minute that kid asks to get into NRC I will be approving that so fast!"

Them and Idia play video games together, that's how they bond

If that kid ever gets a partner they will need to keep it a secret cuz Idia, Azul and Malleus are 100% the type of parents to threaten the partner with "you hurt them you will be 6 feet under in 3 minutes." and all that

Azul isn't allowed to drive them around anymore because he has road rage and the kid ended up saying fuck when they were barley able to speak

I feel like the kid would prolly grow up being kind of clingy because of the amount of attention they would get on a day to day bases but nobody is complaining

The godparents are prolly the Pop Music group (Lilia, Kalim, Cater) Since they have siblings and Lilia has experience raising children

I feel like at first Azul would be scared about having a kid since they had just gotten out of collage and nobody else had kids and weren't gonna for another few years.. or so he thought

This however was fixed like 6 months later when Idia says, "Oh, Azul did you see that Leona and Ruggie adopted some kids? Oh, apparently Jamil and Kalim did too."

The child is now best friends with these other children

They let their kid have so many sleepovers to the point where its not unusual now for their child to walk in with another child and Malleus to go, "Do I need to get the spare mattress out again?"

One time The Queen of Thorns sent over a crown out of the blue since y'know, the kids technically royalty now

They all started sobbing when the kid wore overalls and a bucket hat for the first time because the kid was so cute and they love this child

Azul is the one who sings the kid to sleep

Malleus, however reads the kid stories from books that Lilia gave him that he used to read to him and Silver when they were little

Meanwhile Idia is the chaotic one who gives the kid midnight snacks

Since Idia is up late cuz of gaming and stuff, he catches the kid trying to sneak out and just goes, "Go out the window in the bathroom, its much easier then going for the door." and walks off to get water

Azul has fallen asleep at his desk with the kid also asleep in his arms, Malleus and Idia had to carry them to bed

Overall I feel like they wouldn't be the best parents but god damnit they can try u-u

Thank you for the ask :D Ik there's not as many headcanons here as their could be but I hope you still like them :> - Amber