#bc I was having a hard time coming up with names

[crashpit]

in 5th grade my friend and I had websites on a site maker thing called yolasite. also we had like major beef on this girl named Aubrey bc she was always snitching on us and getting us in trouble for random things. anyways, one day my friend was at my house and we were in the computer room on our home PC which was windows 2000 in the year 2009 if that adds any flavor to this. my friend suggested we make our own website, one called aubreyhaters .yolasite .com but we had to make it on my account because her parents would be mad if they found out. I thought this was reasonable, as her parents scared the living shit out of me too. we made the site detailing all the little things we hated about her (she lied about befriending Justin Bieber, lied about being related to the Jonas Brothers, was mean, etc.) alongside poorly drawn mspaint imagery (stick figures).

I didn't think about this until the next day at school during lunch, my friend and I were sitting at the table and Aubrey was at the same table too so my friend gets her attention and she's like "hey Aubrey! I found a crazy website you should look up. it's literally called aubreyhaters .yolasite .com. I swear it's real!! look it up!!!" and then my heart sank. I felt so incredibly numb with anxiety like my whole body was liquified into a puddle then and there.

so the next day at lunch Aubrey comes and tells us that she found the website and she's gonna tell EVERYONE in school including the principal. she was determined to find the creators of the site. so anyways I am fucking horrified to go to school for days on end I mean it felt like months but it may have been moreso a week or two of the school trying really hard to figure out wtf this site was and who made it. at the time, there wasn't much knowledge on tracking things down to IP addresses especially in a small school where there wasn't any protocol for this sort of situation yet. when it became known that the school was investigating that was when I went and permanently deleted the site and prayed to myself that nothing would happen.

well, one day they came to our classroom, deciding it had to be one of us as this was the same class Aubrey was in. they gave a long lecture on cyberbulling, which they had described as a crazy and new, never before seen phenomenon where kids could, omg, bully each other online. who knew that could happen. so what happens next in this situation is that they come to the conclusion my friend might have made this account, considering history between her and Aubrey. they take her out to the hall to have a conversation. she comes back crying. the principal comes up to me with this look like "you're in huge trouble" and pulls me immediately to the principals office. hes like "you friend told me YOU came up with this website and it was all YOUR idea and your friend there? you were trying to frame this on her and you're lucky you have no history of being in trouble for anything otherwise you would be in much worse trouble." basically I clammed up couldn't say a word just sobbing profusely for the whole thing and he felt bad probably so gave me a slap on the wrist at most. still, this is one of my most traumatic memories of my childhood I can remember.

in retrospect, I don't feel bad about making aubreyhaters bc Aubrey in the year 2025 is uh... well at one point she was a security guard or something and acted like she was a fully fledged police officer online to the point where I genuinely thought she was a cop until someone told me she wasn't even a real cop just a security guard who's pretending to be a cop online. before that she joined the military and then got dishonorably discharged and lied about that whole situation saying she left bc she hurt herself but that's not what happened. well that isn't exactly the most recent fuckery on her part she's also like.. got Israeli citizenship and fullheartedly is supporting Israel and yea I do not feel bad about cyberbulling her in 2009. it was not even real cyberbulling we were spitting straight facts about how she was a lier in regards to Justin Bieber and The Jonas Brothers. reasonably I avoid her and a lot of people I went to school with like the plague :/

what's the most demented thing you guys got in trouble for in school mine was when an english boy in my class made fun of my name and called my mum a (derogatory word for irish travellers) so i told him my ira uncle was in town and was coming to blow him up after school

[gaywineauntsstuff]

I love Jason and dick being drinking buddies who love shit talking the rest of family but also

Sometimes

When I’m craving peak

I remember that their relationship is low key messyyyy

I mean from Jason’s side Dick is the ideal son who Bruce loves, Jason saw Bruce’s absolute grief when bludhaven was nuked as red hood. As Robin he was constantly and unfairly compared to Dick Grayson bc while Jason was great. He had a normal but sad ass life while being naturally gifted and brilliant, dick was training before he could crawl, Dick had never learned to stay still while also being naturally grifted and brilliant. Jason couldn’t do the things Dick could do at 12 bc dick had been training for 11 years by that point but neither he nor Bruce really gave himself that grace. Dick is proof of the concept of child heroes, while he is kinda like proof that children really shouldn’t be on the field. Dick became this well respected, important person. He got to grow from Robin whereas Jason is still burdened by his time in the pixie boots.

And from Dicks side? Dick got out, he LEFT Bruce’s shadow and when Bruce gave his mantle to some kid? He was nice about it! I mean he was too busy with his amazing girlfriend and his team to really become hung up on it! He gave the kid his number and his OG Robin suit and goes maybe we can form a relationship. And then the kid dies and Dick is destroyed, not only did his kid brother die, his kid brother DIED in HIS legacy. And the Jason comes back. Steals his suit, and begins killing people. Nearly gets Dick killed by the cops and spends so long trying to ruin Dicks solid reputation. Not only that? But in the suit father preformed in? With the name Clark Kent gave him??? One of the men he respects most in the world? WHICH he proceeds to do again?? With their Dead Dads costume? After all the SHIT he spewed about no one giving a damn about his death. About how Bruce and his crusade killed a child. And he goes and not only hurts Tim, the brother Dick worked SO hard to build a relationship with bc the last time he got out a Kid died. But also Damian, a literal 10 year old. Dick sends him to Arkham bc when he got sent to regular prison he killed hundreds of people? And sure now?? Jason’s working with the family sometimes? But if it was just a difference in morals Dick wouldn’t have that much of an issue? He’s friends with people who have differing moral codes! Hell he’s DATED people with different moral codes. But? Jason made their beef personal and now Dicks stuck with the knowledge that his younger brother DID a lot of that to HURT him specifically. Bruce was dead for a portion of this? Did that stop Jason from trying to ruin everything dicks ever believed in? Nope.

Like Dick has to exist knowing that he loves his brother and his brother very well could and would do what he did to him again.

[sasahuaa]

Vil Schoenheit as an omega

Riddle - Leona - Azul - Kalim - Idia - Malleus

hello! i finally recovered from my sickness!! and finally finished this, changed subspace to omeganspace bc i didn’t think the previous word had the meaning that i wanted, i wrote a very soft!vil, but i hope you enjoy it!

gn!reader; sfw; warnings: none

Vil is a very desired omega, from men to women, young to old, alphas, betas and omegas utter his name with countless praises. Though he is popular and has many types of people offering their suits to him, he hardly gives them a second thought.

He is too busy with work! He justifies with the partial truth. Vil is somewhat flattered by the confessions, but subtly scrunches his nose when he feels their intentions aren't heartfelt and merely wanting him for his appearance or fame - which, in his opinion, is very common, he is alright if people think of him nicely, but he can count on his fingers who really know him.

It's also a matter of his standards; an mate with great virtue, objective driven, earnest and passionate is hard to find. But he won't ever settle for less, Vil may not have personally seen amazing relationships, yet he understands what people are capable of doing for their loved ones.

His papa works very hard and is still doting towards him, during his breaks, sometimes he reads words of support his fans write for him and he admires the thoughtful gifts he receives during fan meetings.

It's not romantic love, but still is some type of love, if only he could meet his knight in shining armor to show him what passion is like…

Courting

Vil felt he developed a kind of kinship with everyone involved in SDC, not only because everyone was focused on the same objective, but also as a senior and housewarden, he charged himself to guide the entire group to the standards he expected of them. Vil knows potential when he sees one, so he has good intentions when he pushes their limits, though many misinterpret his determination to contempt.

This kinship towards you shook from time to time, he respected how you managed the rest of the boys and your words of support were great incentives to them, you were also generous and elegant, his eyes couldn't help but linger on your form as you helped around the house and during practices, the omega admitted to himself that you were a hard worker and admirable for that.

You sure had many qualities that he approved of, but what truly moved his heart was how heroic you could be, of course he heard of you dealing with overblots before, but you coming to rescue him alongside Rook and Epel was the cherry on top for him.

Vil is not one for romance, he does not open himself up easily, much less give opportunities to others, and yet he became quite infatuated with you. He made an exception out of you, and while he never chased for a relationship before, Vil was committed to be with you.

You miss all the shots you don't take, and he lived by this motto his whole life.

This dorm leader is not ashamed to be the one to pursue, though he would also enjoy being equally pursued. It's a matter of equilibrium for him, as such, he tries to nudge for both. Vil is open about his interest, but he hopes that you would be the one to seal the deal.

And what other better way to have your attention than to use his main prize? Vil knows he is an undisputable beauty, and is not ashamed to flaunt that. He begins to wear your favorite colors, his lips are more glossy, his hair up so he can show off his neck, and when he is in the mood to be a bit more daring, he wears dresses, skirts or mini shorts and puts his long legs to use.

“What do you think?” the omega asked, twirling around himself, the dress fluttering and revealing more of his skin “I made a haul recently, if you come to my room, I can model all of my new clothes just for you”

Clothes don't have gender, he thought so since forever, if it's pretty on him then it's more than fair that he will use it. Bonus points if he can make you gawk while embellishing himself.

He loves to see you flustered, might even be his favorite hobby.

Vil also gives you a lot of things, he says he is not spoiling you, that it's because you did something that made you deserve it, though his standards for this in particular are very low. You eating healthy is already an excuse for him to give you something, be it soaps, clothes, trinkets, homemade smoothies, and mostly items from sponsorships that he does not see a use for himself. Between the gifts, there's a lot of diy stuff, but in this case he likes to do it with you. The omega would invite you to come over and make subtle matches of necklaces and bracelets.

And dates! At first he doesn't call it dates, but his intentions are obvious at what he calls “one on one meetings in which we get to know each other more intimately”. Pomefiore is decorated from top to bottom when he decides it's a good day for a date, candle light dinners and fancy food are perfectly prepared for the night, picnic dates always have the most variety of food and the gardens are trimmed to magnificence. Maybe all of this is corny, and yet he wants to enjoy all the kinds of cliches possible.

Vil knows that people like to talk about their hobbies or preferred topics, and he has dealt countless times with alphas in the past that didn't know how to shut up. Although the dorm leader really hates when people talk over him, he finds it adorable when you get excited over a thing you are passionate about, you could be talking about the cycle of life of beetles and he would stop anything he is doing to listen.

Even when it's a subject he is connoisseur of, Vil's answers keep being “Oh yeah? Tell me more”, it's not like he will pretend he doesn't know about the topic, if you have any questions he will answer, but he won't ever interrupt and will encourage you to talk to him. It very much warms his heart when you are being zealous and intense around him.

All of that just to make you fall in love with him.

He wants so bad to hear you preaching for his name.

And he hopes that one day you will talk about him as ardently as your most dearly passions.

Growling

Self-control is a sacred behavior that everyone should learn, that's what Vil believes and expects from his dorm mates. Growling, in Vil's point of view, is an animalistic form of expression, impolite even when justifiable, and as someone who prizes his own dignity he learned from a very young age to suppress his growls. Nowadays, he barely feels the need to do so, and doubts he ever will when he is in the right state of mind.

Vil scolds his underclassmen if he hears them growling, Epel could tell, as he is a frequent victim of his stern gaze. Pomefiore learned quickly to avoid Vil if they need to put out their frustrations, though very unsuccessfully most of the time, as hardly ever anything escapes the loyal hunter by Vil's side.

If he is not in his right state of mind… it's rare for things like this to happen, but if he is close to his heat and he is not using suppressants to control his hormones, you would be able to hear an almost inaudible growl when Vil reads a proposal to act in another villain role, or when Neige gets more attention than him in an add or post. It's a self-deprecation most of the times, that he deserves better, that he can be better, he will seek to be under your care when this happens, but after he turns back to normal he sees it as another obstacle he needs to surpass.

Purring

Vil is not as against purring as he is about growling, although both are expressions of intense emotion, he sees more use in purring than growling. It’s just that he doesn’t see the reason in growling and expressing his anger, disappointment and upset in a verbal and yet uncommunicative way, it’s stressing to both him and whoever hears it in his opinion. But purring is different, it brings healthy benefits for himself, his alpha and, if he ever has one, future pups.

He also knows that some celebrities use their purr as a form of attracting fans, but he is not comfortable sharing it for the world, seven knows what weirdos would be doing with this kind of audio. Vil does have exceptions though, sometimes, when little pups get lost in events he is part of, he will purr away their frustrations until their guardians find them, but he makes sure that there are no cameras or audio recorders close by.

When he is with you, if you are being especially nice he will reward you with purrs, a good job deserves a exquisite prize after all. But honestly, his concept of “being nice” for him is really simple, taking care of yourself? Purr. Going out of your way to please him? Purr. Finishing your assignments so you have more time for him? Epel got jumpscared by the loud sound.

Nesting

Vil maintains a very neat nest, he changes the blankets, sheets and pillowcases each three days, he color codes and also separates by texture. Anytime he uses his nest he tidies it before he leaves, just like his appearance, not a single rumple is supposed to be seen in his safe haven.

As for the people he permits to go in it, not a single person besides himself and his mate are even allowed to see his nest. It's a very intimate endeavor for him, he can understand that some omegas are more catering towards pups and such, like Kalim and his communal nest, but he simply can't fathom the thought of also doing so.

It's not like anyone else was worthy enough anyway.

Months go by into your relationship before he invites you to his nest, he wants to make sure you are the right person before he does. Though he much prefers doing his daily skincare routine on his vanity, he also adores to make you sit on his nest, pull you to him until your back hits his chest and apply creams to your face, sometimes just sweep the brush on your face without any product, a gentle and slow movement in caress while he kisses softly the top of your head.

In all, he doesn't spend too much time in his nest, he chooses to do so when he feels particularly vulnerable or wants a deeply romantic time.

Marking

Vil likes to take one step at a time, because of that, it would take a while for him to properly mark you. He sees it as a matter of protection and privacy, it's not a secret that fans can be quite overprotective over their idols, and he fears that you would be an easy target, being someone from another world and, therefore, vulnerable.

At first, he would make essential oils, lotions and perfumes of his scent and gift to you, it's a disguisable form of marking and can be deferred as simply your choice of favorite smell and barely conclude that it's related to him, as these kinds of aromas have a superficial fragrance. It's enough for Vil though, at least in that moment of your relationship, enough for his omega purr in possession and chant that you are his, his, his!

Eventually Vil gets greedy, and lipstick marks blossom onto your skin. It's unseen in the start, hidden under your sleeves or collar, subsequently becoming more visible, until a visible kiss mark is placed on your cheek.

When he feels his public is ready or that he can't wait for the next step of your relationship, Vil would be more than honoured to receive and give a bite mark.

Omeganspace

He is not one to indulge very often, and this includes his omega instincts. It feels good when it happens, of course, but he gets quite uncomfortable later on, to be so vulnerable and out of control, he feels the possibility of falling out of perfection anytime he enters his omeganspace.

It would take a lot of trust in you for him to permit himself to strip off his senses. But when he does, he is quite talkative. Naturally, Vil likes to show off, and in situations like this he is no different, stretching out his body and whining for attention.

And if he is demanding being his normal self, he is hundreds times worse in this state, you won't get away from his line of vision, and he won't permit you to stray your gaze, cupping your face and snarling in warning if he sees your eyes tremble.

But, as always, even if his mind is filled with cotton, he promises to make it worth your while, you just need to cherish him, treat him as the queen he is, and Vil will deliver the greatest rewards for his knight.

☽ ☼ ☾

“Thank you for coming today, prefect.” Vil opened the door for you, his slender fingers circled around your wrist, subtly pressing his fingertips on your scent gland, he pulls you into his dorm “Your help is greatly appreciated.”

“It's no problem, what do you ne-” you swallow your words, and Vil feels chills coming up his spine.

You look at him, truly look at him, his skin ignites everywhere your gaze lands upon. For a brief moment, he feels too exposed, thinking that the miniskirt he chose for the day was way too short, but an undeniable thrill began to blossom in his stomach. This is what he wanted all along, for your attention to belong for him alone.

“You look stunning” you settled to look into his eyes, and Vil's heart filled with indescribable warmth, he returned a soft smile.

“As always. You don't look bad yourself” yet, your eyes remained averted from his body, and despite the frustration he felt into the very pit of his soul, he rested easily knowing that your focus was still on him.

The longer he spent with you, nudging the corners of your mind to learn more about you, he came to an understanding that you were afraid of crossing his boundaries and making him uncomfortable. Adorable that you believe it would be disrespectful to admire him, even, but it’s quite bothersome when he dressed with intent.

It's no matter, soon you would come around your behaviour, and it would be impossible for you to notice anything else but him, Vil was sure of that.

Vil pointed to a pile of cushions, rushing you to sit on it. He rounded the room, stopping at his desk and taking many lipsticks with him, then he walked to your side, comfying himself on another pillow.

“I am testing new formulas for my make-up, though I am still uncertain which one is the best,” he started, uncapping the first lipstick “can you help me decide?”

“Mn” but as soon as you went to take one of the lipsticks, he swatted your hand away.

“Transfer proof,” Vil played with the cap between his fingers, coloring his lips with deep red “is the characteristic I am looking for.”

“I don't understand how I can help with that.”

“Stay still,” the omega got closer to you, his scent containing a hint of excitement “you will be the perfect test subject” and then, his lips touched yours.

[aciddrattboyy]

Mσσɳʅιɠԋƚ

┆ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ - "you and aki have a... complicated relationship. one you both know will end in heartache even if you cant stay away"

ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ꜱᴛᴀᴛꜱ: ★ Starring: Aki H. x F! Reader ★ Run Time: 2k ★ Genre/Warnings: [Rated R: Adult Film/Drama] angst, smut, fingering (f!receiving), penetrative sex, crying while having sex, emotional sex ★ someone who had found me thru my old ao3 acct requested that i upload my older works so anon this is for you !! that being said absolutely NONE of it is edited/read thru bc reading my writing makes me want to vomit. pls enjoy :p

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“i knew you’d be out here,” you sighed, walking past the sliding door that led to aki’s balcony. there he was sitting, a cigarette sitting pretty on his lips as he looked out at the city. aki takes a drag of it, blowing it out slowly before tapping the end of it over the ashtray. 

“how’d you get in here,” he mumbled as he fished in his pocket for his pack of cigarettes, routinely handing you one without another thought. you take it, dragging the other chair over next to his before sitting down with him.

“i asked denji to keep the door unlocked before he went to bed,” you answer simply, patting your pockets for a lighter that you don’t seem to have. “can i see your lighter?” aki nodded, quietly pulling his lighter out and handing it to you. mumbling a thanks you fumbled to start the lighter, hand shaking slightly. once you finally get the cigarette to light, you wordlessly hand the lighter back to him, taking a long hit. 

“you shouldn’t be here,” aki’s voice was low, steady as he spoke even though the tension between the two of you continued to grow. 

“i know,” you said quietly, taking another hit. “codependency is a funny thing isn’t it?” you kept your eyes out on the lights of the city out in front of you, not having enough energy to look aki in the eye. 

“y/n what’re you talking about,” through your peripheral, you could see aki looking at you, his eyebrows furrowed. you opted for closing your eyes, tapping your cigarette against the arm of your chair.

 “well you’re dependent on these cigarettes aren’t you? you look for these whenever you feel stressed, tired, depressed - basically anything even though you know it’s bad for you,” you tilted your head up, rapidly blinking to keep any tears at bay. “i’m the same way, except it’s not cigarettes i look for.” it was quiet for a moment, a cool breeze drifting by as you tried to figure out how you were supposed to word what you wanted to say next. 

“what’s going on,” aki’s voice was unusually soft, a type of gentleness you’ve never received from him before. this caused you to open your eyes, looking at him with a weary smile. 

“i’m quitting public safety,” although you tried so hard to keep it in, tears began to silently fall down your cheeks. you saw something change in aki’s expression, although you couldn’t quite put a name to it. “i didn’t come here to try to convince you to quit with me. i know you are too focused on your goal,” your voice was strained as you kept eye contact with him. without too much of a second thought, you took his hand in yours. “i came to tell you that you better not even think of fucking dying,”

using your other hand, you began to wipe the tears that now seemed to be flooding out in a nonstop stream. sobs begin to wrack you body as you curl into yourself. too distracted by the sound of your own sobs, you didnt even register the feeling of aki rubbing circles on your back. 

“y/n look at me,” he cupped your face in his hand, tilting your head up to look at him. the sight of his glassy eyes was enough to shock you enough to stop crying. cigarette long forgotten, he moves his other hand to wipe the tears off of both of your cheeks. in this moment aki knew what he was going to do would be incredibly selfish. he knew this would be a horrible idea that would hurt both you and him. but seeing the desperate look in your eyes was enough for him to want to throw it all away. within an instant his lips found yours, kissing you just as desperately as you looked only moments ago. 

without wasting another second you kissed him back just as passionately, tangling your fingers in his hair as you squeezed your eyes shut tightly. the kiss was messy, teeth and tongue clashing as the two of you tried to show the other all the feelings you kept buried. aki only broke the kiss when he absolutely needed to take a breath, leaning his forehead against yours as he panted against your lips.

“this is a bad idea,” you murmured with a dry chuckle as you traced his bottom lip with your thumb. “this is a very bad idea,” slightly hurt by your words, despite knowing how true they were, aki was about to pull back. was about to maybe give you one final hug before sending you home. but as soon as you felt the slightest shift in his position you grabbed his arm. “but we already came this far…”

“we don’t have to go any farther,” he spoke softly as his lips moved against yours. he was willing to go as far as you wanted tonight. knowing this would be the last night you would ever see each other.

“i want to.”

you weren’t sure how you ended up in aki’s bed, a blur of bumping into furniture while kissing messily being the only explanation you had. here you were now, under aki as he absolutely worshiped your body. leaving wet kisses over the expanse of your collar bone and neck, he began unbuttoning your shirt. his shirt, along with your jacket were tossed somewhere along the path to his bed.

“aki,” you called softly, carding your hand in his hair to try to pull you away from your neck. he immediately got the message, placing his lips on yours as he finally got your shirt completely off, tossing it who knows where before bringing one hand to grab at your breast.

with neither of you wanting to break the kiss, the both of you struggled to get each others pants off, giggling into the kiss at how much harder you were making this for yourselves. after finally managing to shed off your pants only the thin material of your underwear remained. experimentally, aki pushed his hips down onto yours, pulling a moan out of both of you at the warm feeling og long awaited stimulation.

with a cautious roll of his hips, aki couldn’t help the small whimper that left his lips. burying his head into the crook of your neck, he continued to rut his hips into you, earning moans and whines from the both of you. 

“aki- please-,” your voice was filled with a desperation that you were embarrassed to admit you had. covering your eyes with your arm, you bit your lip, trying not to make too much noise as he pressed into your clit. with a shaky hand, he pulls your panties to the side, experimentally swiping ahead along your slit. gripping onto his shoulder tightly with your free hand you tried to keep your hips from bucking up into his touch.  

you could feel aki’s ragged breath fan against your neck as he slowly pushed one finger inside, cursing against your hot skin when he felt your fluttering hole clench around him. it didn’t take long for you to start begging for more. which he happily obliged, pushing two fingers in and curling his fingers upward and into the spongy spot inside of you. when you felt his thumb brush roughly against your clit you let out a small mewl, thighs trembling softly as the pleasure continued to build up. 

growing impatient, you snake your hand between your bodies and cup his erection, squeezing softly. you turn your head just a bit to whisper in his ear.

“i want you aki,” your breathless voice seemed to bring aki back to earth, causing him to lift his head to look at you. there was a certain pain in his eyes that you knew both of you would be feeling for the foreseeable future.

“yeah?” he asked softly, his tongue swiping over his bottom lip as you nod your head. “okay- okay needa grab a condo-” you grab onto his arm as he reaches toward his nightstand drawer, shaking your head timidly. “y/n that’s a bad idea,” his voice was soft, as he hovered over you.

“you can use one if you want,” you squeeze his arm weakly, trying to offer a comforting smile. “im just saying we don’t have to… i trust you aki,” the shadows on your face from the city lights being filtered by his blinds made your features look so much softer. he took a moment to take in your face, trying so hard to commit every little detail to memory. 

he exhaled shakily, placing a chaste kiss on your lips before pulling away, taking off his briefs before sliding himself back between his legs. you sit up, leaning against your elbows as you take in the sight of his hair cascading around his head, covering his face completely as he kept his head down.

he shifted closer to you until the backs of your thighs rested snuggly against the top of his. raising his head, he studied your expression before his eyes trekked down your body, all the way down to where the two of you would soon be connected.

“ let me know if you need me to stop,” he mumbled as he held onto your thigh, other hand languidly jerking himself off a couple times before running it between your folds. “oh fuck,” slowly, he began to slowly push himself inside you. 

you whimpered out his name, head thrown back as you felt him shift over you, leaning over slightly to place his lips on yours. you were tight around him, walls clenching as he pressed into you. gripping onto the sheets under you, you sat up, leaning back on your hands as your mouth chased his. he placed a hand against the nape of your neck with a sort of tenderness you knew would be the first and last time feeling it. he placed his other hand on the small  of your back , shifting your position until you were straddling his lap, chests pressed together as he bottomed out inside of you. 

you wrap your arms around his shoulders, burying your face into his neck as you tentatively lift your hips before dropping back down. your movement elicited moans from both of you as aki moved his hands to your hips.

smothering kisses all along aki’s neck, you began to move your hips with his help, soft pants and whines leaving both of you as the muted sound of skin slapping clouded the room. no words were spoken for a while, too scared to verbalize feelings and wishes that could never be fulfilled. 

aki brought his hand down to your lower abdomen, using his thumb to rub at your clit as he continued to help you fuck yourself on his dick. you clawed at his shoulder blades, a string of whines and calls for his name falling on all too eager ears as your thighs started to tremble. 

“ gonna cum aki,” you felt tears well in your eyes for a multitude of reasons. the three word phrase was on the tip of your tongue and you so desperately wanted to say it. he swore under his breath at the feeling of you clenching around him so hard.

“go ahead yn, let- let go,” his voice was strained, almost sounding painful as he exercised all restraint to not cum inside you when he felt you cum around him with a high pitched whine. he didn’t last long, quickly lifting you off of his dick, and jerking himself off until he came all over your stomach. 

your legs ached as you continued to sit on his lap, heads resting against each other as you both came down. when reality began to sit in you felt the tears pooling in your eyes again. 

“aki i-”

“don’t,” his voice definitely sounded very pained now, his hands balled into fists on your thighs. 

“i’m sorry,”

“y/n please don’t-” you quickly cupped his face in your hands, tilting his head to make eye contact with you. through the light sneaking in the otherwise dark room, you could see the tears slowly falling down his cheeks. 

“i’m sorry,” your voice cracked as you tried to blink the tears away. “aki i love you.”

i hope you enjoyed !! reblogs/comments are very appreciated <3 ʟᴏʙʙʏ ﹕ꜰɪʟᴍᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃

[saetiate]

also, while i am here :D !!!

it’s a bit of a mystery, how doting sae gets when you’re like this — your bare thighs spread across his lap, weak fists pawing at his chest as you try to reach his mouth for a kiss that he seems content in denying you the pleasure of. when your brain is up, up, up… too high up to come back down, and your eyes are all starry and love-glazed. when orgasm after orgasm has been pulled out of you, evidently so, with how you’ve drenched the cotton of his sweatpants that he’s still kept on through all the time he’s spent catching up to your racing thoughts and striking them dull with his fingers knuckles deep in your pussy, his thumb painting delicate shapes over your clit. fucking you dumb.

“saeee…” you keen his name high in your throat, and, oh, it’s such a sweet sound. it’s so sweet, when you’re bumping his nose with yours in a gentle bunny kiss, slightly lidded eyes gazing up at him in a way so adoring that it nearly makes him crack a smile. nearly makes his heart melt. and it does. a little. enough for him to tug you closer to him along his lap until you’re chest to chest—dragging your folds along the length that remains hard and erect in his pants. you’re just too adorable like this, mind lost to the clouds and your countenance so sweet— he supposes he can indulge you just a bit. running his fingers through your hair, a small smile playing not on his lips, but his eyes. you can tell. you can always tell, after all. 

you know itoshi sae best.

he slowly moves a hand from your hair, knuckles grazing down the side of your face, index finger lightly tapping over your bottom lip before he stops his hand at the top button of your— his— button-down that you still have on. your breath hitches at the contact, his forearm grazing over your pebbled nipples in the process. and it makes you even more dizzy, fall even more in love, and you can’t help but nuzzle a bit further into him, tilt your head in the same way he knows you do when you’re silently begging him for a kiss.

and then his lips curl into a ghost of a smile. his hands are soft, so soft on you, and he lets you lean in for a moment — until he pulls his head back, one of his hands moving to your jaw and keeping you in place. “not yet. stay still for me.” and you do just as you’re told, falling limp in his arms, heaving a pathetic sigh that makes sae grind his molars— not out of frustration, but adoration. “you’re a good girl.”

it’s whispered, and he inhales on the final word, making his voice sound the slightest bit shaky. like something tender. a secret. you’re unsure of its intentionality. 

his fingers slowly begin to undo the first button, and then the second, third, fourth, watching as more and more of your skin is revealed, how dejected of attention your nipples appear to be. sae is no sadist, not when you’re as endearing and well-behaved as you are in this moment, and so he slips his hands beneath your open shirt, smoothing up your waist and over your shoulders to shrug the loose fabric off you. his fingers are chilled and leave a path of goosebumps in their wake, he doesn’t need to hear your petulant whimper to know that his touch is cold on you.

“your hands… they’re cold,” you shiver in his arms, squeeze your thighs around his hips, hug him close, fingertips digging into his biceps and leaving little crescent shaped manifestations of your love.

it’s cute. you’re cute. so fucking cute. and he scoffs, when he finds an apology bubbling at the back of his throat, when he catches himself wanting to kiss you silly and feed you his heart. but he bites his tongue; he knows you have it in you to wait a little longer for him to be all sweet on you.

“i know they are. but you’ll warm them right up, won’t you?”

COCO DO YOU KNOW WHAT U HAVE DONE TO ME BY SENDING ME THIS . i can't believe this . i can't believe i have to post this bc i'm scared tumblr will eat one of my asks again BUT I FULLY LOVED THIS SO MUCH THAT I WANTED TO KEEP THIS FOR ME LMFAOOO /lh I THINK THE WORST PART /J IS THAT U KNOW ME SO WELL. THIS IS SOOO POINTED. OKAY i am putting the rest of my reaction below the cut!!

you 🤝 me with being so so good for our blue lock men fr… THE OVERSTIMULATION?? THE WAY HE'S STILL DRESSED?? god drives me CRAZYYY w how he focuses all on us augh. OUGHALFJLDSAJFKDS. anw . yeah im so normal soooo normal. god i SHOULD'VE KNOWN this was coming w all the bombs you've been putting in inboxes smh!!! /lh I THOUGHT I WAS SAFE !!! coco writing tho omg you are such a brilliant writer my friend… truly i cannot believe i have received such a gift in my inbox… i am treasuring this forever. ANW.

"catching up to your racing thoughts and striking them dull" and how did u know i was an overthinking queen 🧍 THIS LINE IS WRITTEN SO BEAUTIFULLY. "your eyes are all starry and love-glazed" THIS IS SO GOOD. you really make him sound like he loves me in this i am gonna faint about it . HE THINKS IM ADORING??? the "you know itoshi sae best" line keeps me up at night ohmygod . why would u say that . now i am thinking about that all the time . me? 🥺 knowing itoshi sae best? 🥺 hell yeah i do ohmygosh. heart in my hands head in my hands

AND WE'RE WEARING HIS SHIRT HELLO??? ohmygod i'm so in love w him . i can't believe you wrote him so in love w me. i feel so blessed it's crazy . i am so in love w him . ohmygod AND THEN HE TEASES US … THE ALMOST KISS… U WRITE tension so well i am SCREAMING. and we're nuzzling into him 🥺 that was sooo pointed and specific to me omg… one of my tells w the people i love fr… i don't think there's any way u could've known that so i am just o)-( about it

AND HE'S SO SOFT ON US. AND WITH THE FIRM TOUCH ohmygod. i need to take a lap. AND WE'RE GOOD FOR HIM… uwahhhh i am a puddle on the floor… i love him so much… i wanna be good for him so bad… AND THEN HIS VOICE IS SHAKY?? IS THAT US.. HAVING AN EFFECT ON HIM… UR KIDDING. GOD COCO THIS IS SO GOOD . WHY IS THIS IN MY INBOX GIRLLL POST IT AS A FIC U COULD BE GETTING NUMBERS !!! i can't believe this is for me . i am going to collapse on the floor

endearing 🥺 well behaved 🥺 WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME RN !!!!! ARE YOU IN MY WALLS !!! "crescent shaped manifestations of your love" UR WRITING DOES SMTH LIKE A REWIRING TO MY BRAIN. GOD THATS SO GOOD. WHY DOES HE SOUND LIKE HE LOVES ME . IT IS MAKING ME MELT I AM GOING TO SOB . "and feed you his heart" WAHHHHH MY FOREHEAD IS ON THE TABLE . "he knows you have it in you to wait a little longer for him to be all sweet on you" girl what if i collapse rn . ohmygod i need a cold shower . I AM SO FULL OF LOVE ABOUT THIS AND THIS IS SO HOT AT THE SAME TIME ??? THIS IS SO PERFECT ??? COCO??? I WOULD CARVE A PART OF MY HEART OUT FOR YOU . I AM SUCH A SAPPY HEATED MESS ABOUT THIS. cocofriend i am so ride or die for you fr u have no idea. I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU SENT ME THIS?? JESUS ohmygod i need to breathe . wahhhh i love him so bad . you have done a number on me with this . i love you so bad. ily so so much like i can't believe this was in my inbox and now this is gonna be on my blog like i wanna frame this and put it on a wall . what did i do to deserve this omg . i have been soooo blessed fr. i feel so loved w this like i feel so loved with this (from both you and how sae is in the fic) it is making me so sappy wahhhh

i love you . i have been rendered speechless now i am going to reread this forever and ever WAHH THANK YOU FRIEND… ALSO U BETTER WATCH OUT… HRMPH !!! I AM COMING FOR YOU

[livmightlive]

Aurora Headcanon/Lore

Like my Dawn headcanon but reverse, I think Aurora would also be like a sister to Hyrule, but younger. When Hyrule wakes her up, I think she would be right around 13 years old.

I personally don’t ship Hyrule and Aurora. I really want to make it clear that I don’t judge people who do, like at all. Tbh I try really hard not to judge any shipping bc unless I see my name in there or if it’s like, really morally vile, it really doesn’t affect my irl life whatsoever so why should I genuinely care yknow?😭 I wanted to mention my lack of judgement though because what I’m gonna say next might sound a bit ranty? Preachy? And that’s not my intention, I’m just trying to say my piece (I hope this makes sense 😭)

I don’t ship Aurora and Hyrule bc it doesn’t really line up logically for me. I’m pretty sure anybody who does ship them makes their own lore to make it work though because I’m ngl, a concealed kiss at the end of a gruelingly difficult game doesn’t give us much to go off of. The rest I think will come together and make more sense?? 

Anywho- I think waking up hundred of years in a post apocalyptic world would be really scary. Aurora is a very smart girl, blessed with wisdom by the goddess, but in my headcanon she’s also only 13. I think she would recognize that she’s ill equipped to survive in this world. As she and Hyrule make the trek back to the castle she tries firmly to attach herself to him and to win his affections in return. She’d first do this by trying to make him her boyfriend, which is probably really awkward for Hyrule. He definitely thinks he’s too old for her and treats it like a childish crush she has. He doesn’t realize that the poor girl is TERRIFIED. No family, a lack of survival skills, she’s on her own. She has a deep gratitude for her hero but the romantic affection is greatly fabricated. She thinks that if she can make him her boyfriend, she won’t be alone.

Hyrule takes her to the castle where he stays to be a familiar presence for her. There she meets Dawn, a Queen now, who takes her under her wing as she did for Hyrule. Slowly, Aurora learns that she has two people who care for her without strings attached. Slowly, they form a little family and now Hyrule has a big sister and a little sister. 

After Aurora adjusts, I think she would LOVE this new era. In her time, I think she had a hard time. From birth she was chosen to protect the Triforce which led to people trying to control and manipulate her entire life. Namely her brother who would eventually cause her demise. In this era the triforce is no longer her responsibility. She’s free. She can finally learn new hobbies, explore some, and focus on her people. Her knowledge of the past provides greatly helpful and her historical knowledge also fills a lot of gaps left in the annuls of time. 

She’s surprised but very pleased when Dawn and Hyrule shyly ask her if she knows any stories of the Hero of Legend. She’s very proud to say that’s she’s MET the man because he was her great great great uncle. (I have a separate headcanon that Legend lives a very long time. He dies at age 121) She loves her Grunkie Link <3 her stories of him are wildly inaccurate because by the time she was born, Legend was already over 100 years old. He didn’t have the best of memories and enjoyed lying for fun at that point. Dawn and Hyrule eat it up. 

I think I still have more but that’s about it for now. I really just like the idea of Hyrule having a family to return to and that Aurora can have a good safe space after waking up. 

[ibblescribbles]

TRASH 🚮 Speedpaint | Alt under cut:

[doctorsiren]

So I said this in the tags of my last post, but then I went wacky and doodled up some pages of this other AU idea that stemmed from the idea of that comic I did

In this AU, Miles goes to Diego Armando’s office a few weeks after the Fawles trial. There is no cocky, arrogant, or smug air about him like there was during the trial and instead he seems really shaken and nervous. Diego’s like “hey what’s wrong?” And Miles is quiet but then says that he needs help. He tells Diego that he can’t get the image of Fawles’s suicide out of his head and that he has no one he can talk to about this. Diego asks about Miles’s mentor, but Miles says that there’s absolutely no way he could ever go to his mentor for help with emotional stuff because it would show “weakness” and he also isn’t comfortable with von Karma. To make a long story short (because I’ve thought so much about this), Miles ends up pleading with Diego to protect him from von Karma just in case he goes after him for switching sides to be a defense attorney. He knows that von Karma will see him as weak and a traitor for switching teams after a single case, but Miles can’t be someone he’s not. Diego points out that Miles seems to be trying to be who von Karma wanted him to be. So he asks Miles what he wants to be, and Miles responds by saying he wants to be his dad (just like in my 1985 animatic 😭).

So Miles decides to renounce prosecution. He rips off his cravat and throws it in the garbage in Diego’s office and declares that he’ll become a defense attorney. He also asks Diego is he could be his mentor to help him in both being better at defense law and also just being better with interacting with people.

He joins the Grossberg Law Offices and works alongside Mia and Diego to gather evidence on Dahlia Hawthorne, as he now too believes that she has done terrible things.

After Diego is poisoned, Miles freaks out because people just keep dying or getting hurt around him and it scares him. (Oh…baby boy just wait until Mia dies too-)

He takes the case to defend Phoenix, gets TERRIFIED when Phoenix eats the poison necklace, and then at the end, Phoenix was like “oh wow! You’re a defense attorney now?? Lmao when did that happen??” Bc he had been too busy simping over Dahlia. But Miles tells him that he should still pursue law so that they could work together and also so that Phoenix’s law classes and studying wouldn’t have gone to waste. So Phoenix becomes a lawyer and works with Miles and Mia at the Fey & Co Law Offices until she dies and then it becomes Edgeworth & Co Law Offices because he had been a lawyer for longer.

I like the idea that in this AU, Phoenix and Miles obviously have huge crushes on each other, but these idiots still refuse to acknowledge or admit it <3

Also :((( when Diego wakes up, he still goes on his whole antagonist arc as Godot, and Miles refuses to tell Phoenix the truth about who he is. See, I also like the idea that in this AU, Nick and Miles are still as cagey with their past and truths as they are in normal AA

As you can see, I am perfectly normal !! I think about ace attorney a very normal amount!! 🤭

[puppppppppy]

is this your card? ♦️♣️♥️♠️ it isnt but you dont wanna hurt his feelings

[robotsafari]

“I’ve been alone so long that having someone else around is a little… overwhelming.”

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY TO MY FAVORITE INVERSE DUO MOMENT

[mamawasatesttube]

are there any precrisis comics where lana lang has an actual personality other than "pining after clark forever" (and im not rly interested in rebirth just giving her sharon vance's powers 💀) because for the love of god i am so tired of triangle era lana. man

[jellynotbees]

Realizing making a goat design means I’m going to have to find another fucking medieval irish name OTL

Ramble in tags:

[jrueships]

im going into my new work tomorrow, first time ever😐

[luck-of-the-drawings]

when i was in highschool one o my biggest coping mechanisms was drawing all the kids i hated getting killed and eaten and killed. and well. time is a slowly ascending spiral. you will find patterns.(i work as a blackjack dealer. gamblers are FASCINATING

[svtskneecaps]

so what i'm putting together from osmosis and the wonderful livebloggers and the incredible arkanis english updates account is something like this

Prefeito Jota: Hello, I'd like to hire you to investigate what happened in my city/island(?)!

Bagi, who was previously "invited" to a mysterious island/city by its elected official, subsequently trapped on the mysterious island/city, investigated the deep mysterious history of the island/city, came to no conclusions, found her brother after years of searching, was separated once again from her brother, gained and lost an adopted daughter (possibly to being kidnapped by the island government, which was evil), gained and lost a demon fiancée (possibly to being dragged back to hell, so there's no way to find her), gained and lost a close demon friend to dubious circumstance (did he die for his children? is he with skeppy in the gas station?), and has had an unknown amount of time to process and/or suppress all of this: Sure! :D

[carebearcody]

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