#because this man is just ahhhhh
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And another figure I recently got. This Zarbon is meant to be paired with a certain figure of Vegeta - whom I don’t have at the moment. Given his low price point he’s very nicely detailed. I have been excited for this figure since its reveal and 100%, I’d say this beauty is worth it. He’s gorgeous - as Zarbon should be.
#dbz#dragon ball#dragonball#zarbon#figure collecting#now back to regularly scheduled gushing in the comments#because this man is just ahhhhh#I have too much merch of him#but by god#he is worth it#zarbie zarb#gorgeous as always#always got an overwhelming desire to protect this fictional man
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hope you're enjoying TSOA! I've read it myself, and it's truly a great book.
[127] FINISHED IT MAYBE AN HOUR AGO <3 </3
#127#xisuma#xisumavoid#daily xisuma#hermitcraft#AHHHHH it was so good#I love greek mythology mostly from pjo but never really got into homer/virgil#I know of virgil from Dante's divine comedy and as the roman tax evasion fly man#this makes me want to properly read the Iliad......for sure gonna be a completely different experience but <3#I have read achilles and hector's chase scene at some point for school. reading it from patro pov was weirdly funny#but oh my GOD. tsoa was so happy and then it :-(ed and it was <3#fanfiction time! I say this as if I haven't already started reading a couple just to see what the tsoa a03 scene was like before I finished#some may see this as weird but I can never do worse than during my reading of the great gatsby during which I read the book several times#over in fanfic words before I was even halfway (I had to read slowly because school)#anyways please notice the slightly different shading (I didn't clip the multiply layer today)
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Being someone who's black jamican and Indian is so strange right now.
Ive not seen this level of racial confusion since I was a child. Literally it's really not that strange someone be of multiple hereitages but for some reason if someone is mixed between two non white ethnicities people lose their goddamn minds.
Yes, Jamaicans and Indian people can meet. Some meet on a night out in a club, like my parents did. Then they can have kids and those kids are both black and Indian. It's like we haven't moved past racial segregation. I know conservatives are doing this on purpose but god is this annoying.
#kamala harris#its just kinda bringing back treatment from school and the othering id get from not fitting a racial category.#i personally identify as Black Mixed Race indian because being black is so important to my identity#as i was raised in a very black area surrounded by my black family#but yeah#fucking hell man#people like me obviously dont exist despite indian people living in Jamaica since 1840 AT LEAST#Ahhhhh
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in Out of Time jack wears a green shirt with red suspenders BECAUSE IT’S CHRISTMAS HE WEARS CHRISTMAS COLORS ON CHRISTMAS HE WEARS——
#im feral#IM INSANE ARE YOU JOKING#ITS A SMALL DETAIL I JUST REALIZED#IM GOING INSANE CMMON#HES THE SMALLEST LITTLE MAN EVER#ITS BECAUSE HE WANTED TO BE CHRISTMAS THEMED IM#AHHHHH#i think about jack’s outfit 99% of the time yes#sorry#torchwood#doctor who#jack harkness#captain jack harkness
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Do you have a design for Stacy? I'm her number one fan and also I'm just curious 👀
STACYYYY
god i had a whole comic dedicated to Stacy's leaving, the effect Chase's suicide had on her and eventually Stacy and Kid Brody's death, told from the perspective of Stacy's sister
ahhhh but it became way too ambitious , this was like two days after the Marvin and Sunday comic I made. it was going to be 15 images with 51 panels. Not sure i could recall the dialogue as well anymore.
Anyways Stacy!!! And her Sister and Kid if that's cool haha/
You probably wanted a full colour but i hope these sketches suffice. I was planning to do that for these art requests but this ask just reminded me of the comic and I went looking for it haha.
I'll definitely draw Stacy fully some time in the future, probably with her sister too. Just a lot of thoughts resulted from this ask. Thanks!!!
#stacy brody#sister stacy#kid brody#3rd's art#big aspect of the comic is chase is never mentioned by name#because sister stacy refused to give him recognition via name#only referencing him through that man or just 'him'#anyways rambles definitely need to design stacy properly#ahhhhh
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The thing that gets me about Mahiru is how they sneak in her tragedy, as opposed to some of the other characters. Like a lot of them have really blatant horror/tragedy from the beginning, but Mahiru's tale is hinted at until it smacks you in the face.
Aw, she's in love and blinded by love and would do anything for it, okay! Aw, she copies everything her lover does, even if it doesn't serve herself, like the silly scene with the bread, or the running, or the smoking, huh! Aw, she's willing to forgive someone that almost killed her because she feels so strongly that people should stick to acting on what they believe, wow!
And you can tell somethings a little fucked up but all at once it hits you like,
She's blinded by love and would sacrifice anything -- wait, anything? She copies everything.... so if her lover suggested he wanted to..... then she'd want to.... oh, oh no...... Surely she'd talk him out of-- unless she believes people should do what they have their heart set on, oh fuck.... But she's so full of life and excitement! Surely she wouldn't have made the decision to join h-- except, wait -- she'd do anything for love
#milgram#mahiru shiina#I AM UNWELL ABOUT HER#can you imagine planning your own suicide but its not even your idea??? you didnt really want to??? youre doing it for someone else?????#and not in a self sacrificial way??? just because thats what lovers do -- they do everything together?????#and the thought wouldnt even cross her mind to stop it!!!!! because she doesnt want to impose on what hes set out to do!!!!!!#AHHHHH#i know we dont have set facts but it really seems like an attempted lovers suicide#theres the horror of 'she literally helped a man commit suicide instead of saving him' joined with the fact that#SHE volunteered for death when she didnt have to At All because thats what she thought a good woman should do FUCK#(because he probably wasnt even planning on it for any relationship reasons! it was likely completely separate mental issues)#but she put herself in the equation because thats what lovers do right?#i dont know if this is collected enough but i just needed to yell for a sec :(((#tw suicide#rose posts
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I relate to the
“I have things to do, better take my medication”
“but I need to eat”
“Okay no medicine”
“but things to do-“
loop SO MUCH
I typically just eat right before I take medicine- that doesn’t solve having to cook but you can always just make ramen or get microwaveable meals
I dunno why I sent this- it probably won’t help much- uhh-
yeah no i feel that. = 3 = I try to do that but;;; idk! i feel! bad about only eating dumb microwave meals and stuff. like. i worry about it not being very healthy or financially wise and shit like that, y'know? and then i'll like. be awake in the dead of night trying to fall asleep and be like.
omg.... you know what would be so good...? soup.... i would love to make soup i haven't made soup in forever it's FALL WEATHER i should make SOUP ugh it would be so fantastic i should do that i'll make soup...
but then the morning comes and it's like... ah... well... the desire for soup still somewhat persists, but....
#and then sometimes ill like. BUY INGREDIENTS and shit at the store#not even like COMPLICATED INGREDIENTS but like. fucking. shit to make sandwiches with#and then i wont fucking eat half of it#and it goes bad#and i FEEL BAD coz i DONT LIKE WASTING FOOD but AHHHHH ITS HARDDDD#screaming#cooking is so hard sometimes and ill be like#OKAY IM GONNA COOK BEFORE I TAKE MY MEDICINE OKAY LETS GO#and it just... it just doesnt happen. despite my best efforts#and ill give up#i also tend to like. make food and start eating#and then take my medicine while im eating because im an idiot#and then i get distracted while im eating so its taking me forever coz im doing other shit at the same time#and then the meds kick in#so i dont wanna eat anymore#but i still have the food that i made right here#and then i just end up#spending the day sitting around with a fucking. bowl of pasta#that i just slowly nurse over a period of like 8 hours#idk man its ridiculous#it might be better when i have a new job and likeee have a routine again idk#asks#anon#i bought potatoes to make soup i HAVE SOUP STUFF... but... but soup takes so long... and... and what if i dont eat it... then ill be sad..
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welp I was pretty off…
#BUT LIKE I’M SO GLAD I WAS BECAUSE MAN THE THUMBNAIL IS JUST CHEIF KISS ITS SO GOOD#ACTIVELY GOING INSANE AHHHHH#I LOVE IT SM
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Happy New Year, have some drunken/tipsy old men
#Metagala#I'm still healing so thank you all for your patience ahhhh#I still can't write very much but I mustered this up! Enjoy heheheheee#I got another Physio sesh coming up on my birthday in a couple days so I'm on the mend<3#Also Meta and Gala would be absolute cuddle messes if they were both wasted lmfao#Mmm a New Years party would be so fun to write but ahhhhh#Like Gala is hard to get wasted because he has a super high tolerance from his upbringing but he is just as bad as Meta for craving cuddles#Except he doesn't try to hide it lmao he GOES for it and will love his dewberry even when sober#Honestly it would just end in a wild PDA display no one would ever let them forget bahaha#and by that I mean a drunk MK not bothering to fight GK and in fact just melting riiiight into him like the lovestruck man he is#Starlyteart
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the worst feeling in the world is thinking you understand something and then taking a quiz on it and realizing that actually, you understood nothing at all
#damien.txt#my quiz grade wasn't That bad but it was also... not good#and i am frustrated because i feel like a lot of the stuff on the quiz was. not really discussed in depth in class#and now really all i want to do is go home and lay down in bed and maybe cry a bit#because i cannot deal with academic failure#but also i have a whole project due today that i need to work on so. literally cant do that#sighh. considering going to my professor's office hours to talk to him about this quiz bc. some of the questions man.#also maybe i can get him to take pity on me <3#i think i am maybe doing not as good as most of the people in this class which is.... rough. humbling.#i don't think that's ever happened to me before. but i think a lot of this is going over my head maybe#and bc this has never happened before i have no idea how to ask for help!!! ahhhhh!!!#literally it's compounding so much actually. like im getting lower grades on essays in this class than i ever have before in other classes#and it can't be that my writing is worse or something because i'm still getting higher grades in other classes?#so i guess it must be that i dont understand the content as well. but i literally have no idea what i don't understand#ahhhhh. Ahhhh!!! this class is not even in my field it's literally just a required class for my major!!!#i'm a literature major but we have to take like an 'advanced rhetoric' class and i took rhetorical historiography for some reason#and now. suffering. so much.#okay time to go. stare at a wall for an hour. and then start my project#academic.......... weapon...........................
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Ahahahah
I feel like shit
And im 99% sure its because I'm stressed
I always feel sick when im stressed
But the stress always gets worse now when that happens cuz of covid. Which makes me feel more sick.
Awesome 👍👍👍👍👍👍👍
#i took a covid test and it was negative#it doesnt help that when i told isabella i was leaving early cuz i had a migraine she was like “hopefully its not covid. thats spiking#again and several people are out right now because of it“#like. great. awesome.#im catastrophizing#i wear a mask at work. i dont get too close to anyone. my desk has a pexiglass shield around it.#im probably fine#but man#im one of like. 3 or 4 people there that wears a mask#and i KNOW these people go out and do a lot of stuff around a lot of people outside of work#cuz theyre always talking about it#the next few months are gonna be ROUGH#i know the point of the movie click was to show that you SHOULDNT fast forward through your life#but fuck man id like to do it just this once#like just let me fast forward til we're moved into the new house#let me skip all the difficult shit#hopefully my period starts in the next couple days so itll be pretty much done by the time we leave for Minnesota#that might also take care of some of my current anxiety#i better not get sick tho#i dont wanna miss work#at work i can just be mad at whoever put a million staples in one document#takes my mind off things#specifically imagining beating this person to death with a stapler#they just put an OBSCENE amount of staples in every document#like worstie this was not at all necessary why have you done this#ahhhhh#just 3 more work days til i leave#1 more day this week and i can sleep in#im sure the sleep deprivation isnt helping
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when the friends don't read the self help book you've been suggesting them when they REALLY could do with a read of the self help book you've been suggesting (the self help book is the haikyuu manga)
#like!!! bro this WILL help you i am not even kidding#if u could just. hold on a little bit and keep reading. it's fr life changing atleast it was for me!#ive stopped asking them about it because i do not want to be pushy and they have gotten busy lives but#but all those struggles you've been having... there's so many wonderful outlooks about them in the manga#and ive been helping/advising/suggesting as much as i can. and referring to things from hq (not directly ofc! just the themes in general)#but i think its better when a story is attached to it#and it will help. trust me read the manga it helps. it makes you want to go ahead and grasp the sun in your palms even though it sounds#silly#ahhhhh man i am so grateful to haikyuu
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“ YOUR BEST EATER ! ” (MHA EDITION)
ꕥ summary: rating how well mha men would eat you out ! (this is canon cause i said so)
ꕥ includes: keigo takami, mirio togata, touya todoroki, shota aizawa, katsuki bakugou, denki kaminari, enji todoroki
ꕥ warnings: dom/sub implications, oral f!recieving, dirty talk, crack ofc this is for fun, slander (sorry lol), black!reader as always, timeskip chargebolt and dynamight
KEIGO TAKAMI - ♾️/10
⊗ he’s a REAL eater.
⊗ you have to cry and beg for him to pop his mouth off you because he has an addiction
⊗ he thinks you taste so good
⊗ there’s not one morning his head doesn’t end up between your thighs
⊗ and at events, he’ll find a way to pull you to the nearest bathroom and get a quick one out because you just looked too good
⊗ he loves having you sit on his face
⊗ “imma eat it. AHHHHH”
⊗ he doesn’t care if you just got off of work or if you’re tired he needs your pussy on his tongue stat.
⊗ he’s such a slut.
“please- ‘s too much~!”
“c‘mon i know you got one more, i got you~”
TOUYA TODOROKI - 3/10
⊗ you thought he was an eater…?
⊗ you’re funny.
⊗ yeah unfortunately mr. long dick over here doesn’t like eating pussy
⊗ his ego is bigger than his dick
⊗ however,
⊗ on the rare occasion that he’s feeling extra nice, he’ll do more than plunge his fingers into you before he makes you take him from the back
“o-oh~..!”
“couldn’t help myself…too fuckin’ wet…”
ENJI TODORKI - 0/10
⊗ like father like son (he’s much worse)
⊗ he’s not particularly a…. giver
⊗ he’s a meanie he’d rather manhandle you instead
⊗ he don’t even like his wife and kids so what makes you think he likes you enough to eat you out
⊗ besides….even if he tried…it wouldn’t be…well…good.
⊗ he’s too rough he might bite your shit i don’t know pookie
⊗ if you beg him enough he’ll do it for like a split second
⊗ you immediately regret your decision
⊗ help him.
“wait- it’s ok it’s o-ok. nevermind…”
“what’s wrong?”
SHOTA AIZAWA - 7/10
⊗ he likes to pretend he doesn’t like giving head
⊗ but you catch him on one of those days….
⊗ he becomes a different man
⊗ and he’s mean with it, too
⊗ your thighs will have bruises from the way he forces your legs open
⊗ he likes eating you out before just because he feels satisfied having you weak before he even fucks you
⊗ he’ll edge you and tease you just to have you begging him to cum
“stay fuckin’ still, or you’re not cummin’. understand?”
MIRIO TOGATA - 10/10
⊗ yes i’m sneaking my man in here. i do not care.
⊗ he’s a certified munch y’all hate to say it
⊗ he gets it from fatgum.
⊗ (i would put him in here but then imma get nasty)
⊗ please just sit on his face and give him three minutes you will be dripping before he even puts it in
⊗ he massages your thighs and kisses your clit ‘cause he really is just so in love with you
⊗ not only will he shove his head between your thighs before he fucks you just to get a quick taste
⊗ he’ll clean you up after he fucks you, tastes himself and you
⊗ he’s a huge giver
⊗ please marry him
“such a pretty pussy, baby…’m gonna clean you right up~”
BAKUGOU KATSUKI - 9/10
⊗ oh give him five minutes
⊗ put him between your legs and he’s done for
⊗ he’s a nasty FREAK and he cannot hide it in this predicament.
⊗ he swears up and down ‘he doesn’t eat pussy’ to all his friends and every girl who brings it up
⊗ but if it’s his baby? someone he’s really into?
⊗ you see a completely different side of him
⊗ and he makes everything so messy
⊗ he’s so focused when he does it and when he looks up at you… you are done for
⊗ he can make you cum quick to get you wet enough to just slip in– then he gets right to business
“kats~…”
“taste so good…so fucking good..”
DENKI KAMINARI - 11/10
⊗ y’all thought i wasn’t gonna put him here?
⊗ he refers to himself as an eater
⊗ he has no shame
⊗ he’ll eat it in the morning, for lunch, after dinner, for dessert- he really doesn’t care
⊗ he definitely can get off just from giving you head
⊗ the feeling of you dripping down his chin and the sound of your moans is enough to get him up
⊗ you will be orgasming more than once
⊗ and he can go on for hours if he really wanted to
“my messy baby…you sound so pretty~
©𝑹𝑼𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑮𝑭
#bakugou x black reader#bakugou smut#bakugou katsuki x black reader#shota aizawa#aizawa x reader#aizawa x black reader#shouta aizawa x reader#dabi x reader#todoroki x black reader#dabi x black reader#togata mirio#mirio x reader#mirio x black reader#hawks x black!reader#keigo takami#keigo x reader#hawks x reader#hawks smut#bnha keigo#keigo takami x reader#keigo takami x black reader#touya todoroki#touya todoroki x reader#touya todoroki x black reader#hawks x black reader smut#aizawa x black reader smut#denki kaminari x reader#denki kaminari#denki x black reader#denki smut
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ꗃ 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃, 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐏𝐒 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 .
❝ answer me. did you think of her when you're in bed with me? when you're kissing me and holding me— was she the one on your mind? ❞
summary: it's hard knowing you aren't really the person in toji's heart but loving him was something you still did regardless. as for toji, he thinks he's ready to give you his all.
desc: 2.8k words, f!reader (referred to as ‘mama’), canon compliant i think, takes place after mamaguro's death and before toji’s, age gap (early 20s reader, early 30s toji), baby gumi ahhhhh, sfw, angst to fluff to angst again lol, intended lowercase, think you're tsumiki’s mom but without tsumiki bc the relations would be too complicated and also the second wife erasure in the canon storyline?? yeah it's reserved specifically for this fic, not proof read i fear but pls read it's really interesting i can swear by it lmaoqhdhns
dating a widowed man with a son wasn't easy especially when the said man is still in love with his former wife, or rather, his wife who had died.
love is often beautiful but sometimes it's unfair. it can also be cruel. what other reason would make you still stay despite knowing you'll never measure upto the person who had been here before you?
and you've heard stories about her. she was sweet, so beautiful— not just in her appearance but her entire being was beautiful. there always was an ache in your heart upon just the mention of her name.
so how much more would it have ached for toji?
“mama” the spiky haired boy, barely two years old calls you and you realise the silence in the room. “not mama, i’m nana okay?” sick.
nana. not mama but close enough. it doesn't matter anyway, n and m are just letters and next to each other so how much difference would that make? you're the one that's here after all, are you not?
if there's a lump in your throat and your eyes are burning with unshed tears, you force yourself to ignore.
“okay nana” megumi nuzzles his face into your chest, slowly drifting away to sleep. the boy always liked cuddling with you and it melts your heart immensely.
your hands strand through his dark hair. people always said he's the carbon copy of his dad but you'd like to differ. megumi has his mother's eyes and his hair resembled hers more than it did his dad's.
the thought sends another ache in your chest but you push it away– as you always have.
you recall the last time toji had heard megumi call you “mama”. you had never seen toji that livid. he was never a gentle man to begin with but that night, there was nothing else you've been more scared of.
was he like that to his wife? maybe not.
does that matter though? it's not like toji treats you badly. he's decent and loves you an enough amount. you weren't crazy enough to stay when you're not wanted so that must mean you were something to him right?
you also recall the whispers of pity and condemnation thrown at you for just being with toji. him being a brute is one thing but the difference in age is what people seem to have a problem with. you're so much younger than him and have your whole life ahead of you so why are you entrapping yourself this way?
you disagree though. love doesn't know any age and you definitely aren't naive to be head over heels over a guy just because he's relatively older. no, this was real and genuine.
a faint knock disrupts your train of thoughts. “he sleepin’?” toji nods towards the small boy in your arms and you nod back in return.
taking care not to wake the sleeping kid, you slowly pry his hands away from you and pull over a blanket to cover his small body.
when you make your way towards toji, he wastes no time in pulling you closer “missed you” he mumbles, placing a kiss onto your forehead and suddenly all thoughts plaguing your mind disappears. that's all you could ask for, even if it was just for a moment.
“i missed you more” you whisper back, he only huffs out an amused chuckle.
“got bad news though” a frown finds itself on his lips, decorated by a single scar next to it.
“did you lose all your money again?” toji was a gambling addict, another thing you forced yourself to tolerate just for him.
“sorry, doll. thought i’d win this time” he rubs small circles on your back comfortingly and it makes you a bit uneasy to know that he has his way with you so easily.
“it's alright. i’ll just find another part time job”
“so good to me” toji pulls you into his chest and you let out a sigh— of exhaustion? relief? you couldn't really tell but that's not important, toji had you in his arms.
“i’ll try and think of something too. don't worry your pretty little head too much” he lifts you up with ease. while you're in his arms, you feel the safest.
toji really felt bad this time. he was confident he would win but that stupid horse had to trip and lose its lead, ending up last of all places. he knows luck never favoured him but that's didn't stop him from trying again and again and again.
he also knows how you didn't say anything more than necessary about it but he isn't that much of an idiot either. he sees how your expression falters and your shoulders slump a little more when he comes home with another news of his gambling loss.
this is also why he tries, or rather, tried to quit — one too many times, unbeknownst to you. however, old habits die hard and most of the time (everytime) toji gives into his urge and loses yet again. the cycle keeps happening.
maybe this isn't just about gambling.
with the way you're asleep so soundly next to him after putting his son to sleep and taking care of him too, he is overcomed with yet another feeling to be better for you and megumi alike.
toji isn't a gentle man; everyone knows that, you do too — even more than anybody else but he can't help the familiar pool of warm feelings surging through him the longer he stares at your peaceful state.
he remembers the last time he felt it, with another person. it felt like a lifetime ago.
he also remembers how painful it was when he lost it — the person, the feeling altogether. his hands that were making their way to caress your face stops mid air.
toji knows you deserve so much better. you've been nothing but patient to him, so amazing, so perfect to him. still, he just can't do it yet, just not yet.
he will eventually, he hopes you stay until then.
toji wakes up to an empty bed and his heart sinks a little but the creases and wrinkles on the sheets serve as a reminder that you were really here.
he makes his way towards the kitchen, only finding megumi sitting on a chair next to the dining table.
“hey kid, where's your mama?”
toji freezes. it came out so naturally he didn't realise he said it himself and almost thinks he didn't but megumi's wide eyes prove that he actually did.
“m…mama?” megumi says hesitantly and toji nods this time. “yes, your mama”.
“potty potty!” megumi points to the bathroom and giggles, toji follows suit. the man crouches to his son's eye level and pats his head.
“you love your mama, kid?” toji sees megumi's eyes sparkle as the boy nods enthusiastically “very very much!!”
“yeah? i love your mama too.”
toji smiles to himself, he can't wait to tell that to you.
the next time toji got his pay, he finds himself hesitating. instead of heading towards the race tracks, his feet takes him to a jewellery store.
instead of picking out a slot and testing his luck, he picks out a ring. it's not fancy by any means but he thinks it would be the most beautiful band of metal to exist if it slides into your ring finger.
the tiny ring carries all the heavy feelings he has for you.
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it was one particular evening when you saw an old man lingering by the front gate. its particular because the warm sunset and the soft cool breeze contrasted the ground breaking truth you find out.
“can i help you?” you ask the old man who looks at you up and down, not making an attempt to hide his distaste of your sight.
“is this where toji zenin lives?” he stares down at you with his scrutinising gaze; it makes you feel small.
“zenin?” you ask, confused. is he referring to toji? but his last name is fushiguro is it not?
“yes toji zenin. i heard he has a son as well. you're not the mother are you?”
is it that obvious? you wonder how the old man figured it out. regardless, you're not about to give him his answers so you stood your ground.
“i’m sorry i don't know what you're talking about.” you turn around, about to head inside when his words make you stop short.
“are you fushiguro?”
that's toji’s last name isn't it? not zenin or whatever he called it. so why is he asking you that? is he implying that you're married to toji?
“no. you have the wrong person.”
“why? did he say not to get involved with anyone from his clan?” the old man draws closer, chucking to himself. you're just there unmoving, trying to comprehend the situation and the words coming from his mouth.
“or did he not tell you that either? did he tell you anything at all?” he stands tall in front of you, tearing away bits of yourself with every word he says.
“when he returns, tell him the clan wants to propose him an offer. you can do that much at least won't you?”
…
and when toji comes home that night with the ring cluched tightly in his fist and inside the pocket of his white pants, the world stills.
he finds you in a state he has never seen you before. you look completely and utterly defeated.
“hey, what's wrong?” his hands come to caress your face so effortlessly, the ring and prior nervousness long forgotten.
“talk to me what's going on?” he looks around and the house seems emptier than usual. your laundry that were usually hanging with his were gone.
your small trinkets you placed around the house to “make it more lively” were nowhere to be found.
and there's a bag in the corner of the room which toji prays and hopes he isn't what he thinks it is.
your hands push away his own that were cupping your face. you're not even looking at him.
“say something damn it!”
you flinch and toji takes a step back. he recalls the last time you trembled in fear — when he got mad megumi called you his mom. he punishes himself for it.
“im sorry. please talk to me.” he isn't touching you now but he wants to. he wants to reach out and pull you close, as he always had done. but now there's an unbearable silence and the small distance between you both felt like lightyears away.
“who's zenin” your voice was meek, barely a whisper but toji's eyes widen. how did you find out about that?
no fuck that, he was supposed to be the one telling you. in his own time.
“i can explain” was all that came out of him. he's nervous, he doesn't know where to start. there's a lot of information to unpack and he's not sure how to do it without hurting you too much.
when he doesn't elaborate, you ask another “who's fushiguro then?” your voice falters a bit and toji curses himself for it.
but he's done running away and keeping things from you. “my… my late wife” he says wryly.
your eyes close and a shaky breath leaves your body, as if he just confirmed your worst suspicions. damn life is so funny isn't it? everything you thought you knew apparently wasn't what it seemed to be after all.
opening them again, your vision blurs and you realise tears were escaping your eyes. fuck you didn't want to cry now of all times but they won't stop.
and the way toji was looking at you, it makes you want to throw up.
“i must've been so stupid to you” you let out a humourless chuckle. “did you pretend im her?”
your gaze was sharp and so were your words. maybe all your bottled up feelings were resurfacing. it doesn't make you feel better about it but that doesn't stop you though.
“answer me. did you think of her when you're in bed with me? when you're kissing me and when you're holding me, was she the one on your mind??” your voice was loud now. you should be afraid of waking up megumi who you cradled to sleep just a few hours ago but no, your thoughts are too clouded right now.
toji sighs. he has no excuse.
“i used to” he actually looks ashamed as if he wasn't the one who did it purely out of his will.
your scoff makes him wince “but not anymore.”
his words fall on deaf ears “you know… i knew you did. but i stayed regardless because i thought there would be a chance that maybe one day, you could open up your heart to me. im not even asking for all of it, just a little… i thought you'd let me in.”
you're blabbering and honestly, so distraught.
“but not a moment was there when it was me isn't it? it was always her in the first place.”
now toji should have said something, anything but he stays there planted in place. and maybe that was your breaking point.
you turn around, grabbing your bag and brushing past him towards the door. instead of holding onto you and stopping you, toji clutches the small box containing the ring — your ring in his pocket, almost crushing it in the process, as he hears the door slam.
you think it's funny how toji did not reach out after what happened. it's poetic even. very fitting of him, till the very end, he did not give two shits about you.
so then, why were you back here?
it's been four long years since the trajectory of your life changed. you still don't know if it was for the better or for the worse.
saying it has been hard would be an understatement. it took you a long time just to get back onto your own feet but you did it regardless. however, you left a part of you here long ago and now, you're here to take it back.
that and you missed megumi dearly. perhaps it was an excuse too because you won't deny a part of you still missed toji, despite everything that happened.
standing a few feet away from the place you used to call home, you hesitate.
maybe this was a bad idea. oh this was definitely a bad idea. you'll see them, and then what? what comes after that?
closure? don't make yourself laugh. you’ll just be reminded of how you couldn't be that person for toji— how you'll always come second. and what if they moved?? there's no reason they'd still be here right?
forget this, you don't need to do this. why must you still be the one who put effort? to reach out? four long years passed and still no news means they clearly moved on... right?
you were convinced enough and was about to go back when you saw little megumi carrying a backpack on his back, seemingly coming home from school.
your feet wouldn't move and your eyes wouldn't blink. he grew up so well.
the world pauses as your gaze follows the kid you used to consider your own, now as good as a stranger.
“do you know that kid?” a voice at your back makes you whip your head around. life really is full of surprises and this time, the surprise was in the form of a tall man, no a tall kid with white hair, looking at you curiously through his round tinted glasses.
“... no i don't” well you weren't exactly lying. you don't know the megumi you see now. perhaps if he asked whether you raised him since he was a baby till he was two, then your answer would've been different.
“oh okay” the boy shrugs. “poor guy though”
“why? whats up with him?” you turn to look at megumi again who was minding his business walking home and your heart aches a little.
“I'm here to recruit him. his dad died you see so he's–”
“wait what was that??”
“his dad. he's dead” the amused boy in front of you chuckles and you stare at him, horrified.
“what happened to him?” your voice was shaky and doesn't sound like your own. he leans down to meet your eye level and smirks “why? i thought you don't know that kid. why does that matter to you?”
your stomach churns as you stare at him, not even knowing what to say— the smug expression on his face only widens.
“so you do know him.”
'know' would be a weak word to use when it comes to toji. you knew of his habits, the simple things he does and also of the more complex ones — like the exact place his scar decorated his lips and how it felt to kiss it.
then again, you don't really know anything about him and maybe you never will.
and maybe that's really, the closure you needed.
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This gets into shit I can't talk about but it fascinates me seeing the leap from grace and gentleness when humans start talking about Lev's rulership and specific like.............. Ugh god how to word that. A specific time and place when he was involved in the ruling of a certain group of spirits humans are connected to like. Talking about Ahi, who is a more permanent split-off of Lev's energy (like how I said Lev takes multiple bodies I guess) as Vritra where humans are like fucking terrified of him... Hearing about Triton I'm like no yeah actually this DOES sound like you, it sounds like when humans connect to you ruling your plane and doing your off plane stuff instead of you interacting with humans as Father Of Humanity
........... Actually lmfao. I've just metaphorically drawn some random lines on a chalkboard as I spoke and I stand back and look and it's a symbol I recognise very well.
#Ahhhhh almost like talking about Vritra is talking about when Lev and Ahi joined together and flooded a place....#I wonder why Triton half poseidon half Amphitrite would sound like the Greek version of this recollection of Lev from our species'#collective consciousness. Or like. Off plane vision so to speak.#Oh my fucking god. Especially because I was looking at the shell thing like ''oh yeah that sounds exactly like how the#Kings especially Indra/Zeus and Lev are associated with bomb and tornado sirens and I associate the ''trumpets'' at the end of the#world being another manifestation of this horrific fucking sound that heralds when they stop playing games with civilisations#and enter it as themselves''#The fucking.... The event that I interpret Vritra's myth as retelling was an End Of The World. OH MAN AND WAR HORNS FUCK#Also god them saying triton is 'cerulean' or rides a 'cerulean' steed lmfao oh you mean like the day sky. That cerulean?#But no this is like. Multiple people use every damn name in existence for any god and I'm not involved in Greek stuff anymore bc like#IDK if I can't put my entire ass into learning all about a name I'm not gonna work w someone under it and I'd need to actually work#w Triton to understand but like god fuckin damn that answered questions about Lev's relation to Poseidon and being him...#And also add that to my understanding of humans and the End Of The World that happened close to us so that#it's waves are still felt on our shores.... Where. I fucking. Thought that Ahi (who often goes around as a really really long fish-like#creature) joined with Lev very literally and it's like. Hmm. I'm sure it's also just... Talking about them in general as one person but fuck#ramblings //
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OZZ OMG OMG OMG THAT YANDERE PRISON THING OMG OMG OMG
*jitters with excitement*
I NEED MORE AHHHHH IT TICKLED MY BRAIN THE RIGHT AND WRONG WAY AT THE SAME TIME
Like if you're nice they'll just become your dogs and if you're not nice they'll give you a very rough foursome I'm down for either OMG OMG OMG help I have problems
To quote Markiplier: "I'm not a masochist, this is about power"
*drops dead*
*instantly revives*
Ahem, I saw you mention you might come up with small plots, so I'll do the logical thing to try to inspire you:
- clueless darling ask the leaders about their gangs and whatnot. Like nonchalantly. Because they're too nice darling thought it's no big deal lol
- darling subconsciously avoid blonde man (even tho he is my favourite hahah) after seeing him beat up the guy
- darling got drunk (somehow in a prison) and either gets horny (and try to let it out under the blankets forgetting they got roommates)or innocently touchy hugging all three of them and poking their unique features, sitting in their laps and so on. Or better yet, touches/approaches other inmates in front of the roommates...
content: gender neutral reader, alcohol consumption, NSFW below the cut!
Inmates are creative. They will always find a way around the rules, and this time it happened to be a rather clumsy attempt at brewing alcohol. Had this been discovered by a guard, whoever concocted the beverage would've landed in detention.
Instead, it was you who found it, innocently assuming someone must've forgotten their water behind. You gulped down the clear liquid, thirsty after you walk, then promptly grimaced at its unexpected bitterness.
Safe to say you're now quite drunk.
That in itself would already be troublesome enough, but another thing is endangering yours and everyone else's peace: you're in a particularly flirty mood.
"What the hell are you doing?"
The officer's smile drops instantly, and he turns towards the deep voice. One of your criminal roommates glares at the sight with hollow eyes. You were clinging to the officer's arm, a dumb grin plastered on your face. The man in uniform quickly shoves you aside, his features pale and drained.
"It wasn't me who started it," he pleads.
You're quickly picked up by your bunkie, who is still staring at the guard. He won't be leaving this prison alive, that's for sure. Now, however, his priorities lie somewhere else.
The hallway spins as you're being carried away, and you shamelessly cling to your ride, feeling and groping the muscles and tracing along his tattooed skin.
"My God, at least wait until we're back to our cell," he groans with flushed cheeks.
The blonde one is trying to play it cool. Come, now, you're obviously out of it. He needs to be mature and tuck you in, or something along the line.
Easier said than done, especially with a raging boner. You're quick to notice it, and you certainly don't hesitate to point it out, making lewd gestures with your hands as some sort of offer.
"Are you sure you won't regret it tomorrow?"
"Hey now, I'm drunk, not unconscious," you bark between hiccups.
He may have interrogated you further, but the thought of your pretty little mouth struggling to take him in is too much to bear. He's essentially drooling by the time he pats his knee for you to come over.
The pierced one drops you on your bed with a flat expression. Annoyance? A closer look at his pursed lips, and one can tell he's really just struggling to maintain his composure.
"Please, I really need to-"
You hold him back by the arm and bat your eyelashes. In return, he clicks his tongue. Is this some sort of test from above? His beloved Darling is essentially begging to be fingered. Yet, he shouldn't be taking advantage of your state. He shouldn't...
Too late. You gasp at his rough fingers making their way in.
"Alright, don't be too loud," he concludes with a faint smirk.
The masked one gently places you on your bed, then plants himself before you with crossed arms.
"Nonsense. You're drunk."
"I mean it", you repeat yourself.
He does his best to look imposing. Truth be told, his knees weakened from the moment "fuck me" slipped out of your mouth. He gladly would, but he has morals. Well, when it comes to you, anyways.
Your pout seems to suggest this would be a long standoff. He sighs, then pushes you back onto the mattress.
"How about this? I'll take care of it," he explains quietly, his cloth hovering above your groin. "I'll be awaiting your offer again once you're sober."
For now, his tongue will have to do.
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