#best thing to open blr to :]

[manariee]

SUGAR TALK

﹙糖 ﹚───── You plus me, yeah, that moment when we are together A to Z, yeah, you can't hide it

𝒮 엔하이픈 & fem!reader wc: 175 - 265 cw: super wholesome

𝓜 anas notes: REPOST SINCE BLR TOOK IT DOWN

HEESEUNG

Random serenades: He'll literally pull out a guitar or hum a tune while you're cooking or simply just brushing your hair. And when you look at him like ''really?'' he just smiles and goes ''What? My muse is in the room.''

Subtle matching: You two don't match by having full-blown matching couple outfits from head to toe. You two match by matching accessories that Heeseung loves to buy. Like the same beanie, or matching phone cases. He likes the quiet kind of matching only you two notice - or others which just makes him just extra proud.

Tease, but gentle: He's playful, but in a way that's gentle and affectionate. He loves teasing you but it's always lighthearted and meant to mak you laugh, never to hurt your feelings. If he sees you start getting flustered, he'll just wrap his arms around you and hold you tight while cracking jokes just make you even more flustered.

JAY

Cooking together? He won't let you lift a finger: Jay lives for cooking with you. That is only if you simply do the easy things or not do anything at all. You're standing near the stove? He'll usher you to the side. Holding a knife? He'll act as if you're five. It's not that he's worried you'll ruin his dish. He's just overly worried over you getting the slightest of hurt.

Fixes things for you without being asked: Broken zipper? He fixed it. Charger acting weird? Already replaced. It gets to a point you're scared that he'll buy you a whole new phone if it gets damaged. You don't even have to say anything - Jay just notices, and brushes it off as if it's nothing. ''You don't need to worry about stuff like that love.'' Yeah well there goes your heart.

Loves pampering you: After a long day, Jay loves to pamper you. He'll run you a warm bath with soothing scents, massage your shoulders when you're in the middle of working or just simply hold you.

JAKE

Constant giggles: Jake's energy is infectious, this man knows always how to make you laugh even when you're at your lowest. You two could literally be in the middle of doing serious work till it's interrupted by a giggle. ''What?'' Another giggle. ''That ring is cute.'' You huff out a laugh. ''Jake you literally gifted that to me'' you reply. He'll just shrug, pulling you closer. ''I know.''

Silliest late night voice notes: Jake has made it a habit to update everything to you. Buying a coffee? Voice note sent. Took a step out of the house? Another voice note send. It's cute honestly. Like a high school girl with a crush. But the silliest ones are when he sends them in the middle of the night before sleeping. This man will literally be figthing to keep his eyes open, voice slurred as if he had way too many drinks, and mouth close to the phone. ''Mm.. Today was fun.. Me and the boys ate at a nice place.. M'gonna take you there next time..'' Morning cuddles champion: The moment you get up, correction, try to get up, Jake pulls you back into bed “Five more minutes,” he mumbles, but it’s never just five. He hooks a leg over yours, buries his face in your neck, and sighs like it’s the best place in the world. And if he wakes up before you? Soft, sleepy morning kisses on your nose, cheeks, forehead - Jake lives for them. If you groan and tell him to let you sleep, he’ll giggle and snuggle into your side like “Okay but five more kisses please.”

SUNGHOON

Obsessed with taking your photos: He acts like it’s no big deal but you catch him snapping pics of you when you’re not looking. When you ask why, he shrugs and says “You look really pretty like that.” His gallery is full of you because apparently you look really pretty all the time. Yes even in that sleeping picture he took to tease you but put it in his ''favorites'' folder.

Carries your stuff without asking: Heavy bag? He’s got it. Groceries? Already in his hands. Sunghoon doesn’t even say anything, he just gently takes it from you like it’s his mission in life to make yours easier. Even if it's your own light purse that has nothing more than your phone and a lipgloss. He'll take it from you. ''It's good, now others will know that this pretty girl is all mine.''

Wants to grow together: He’ll talk about the future with you in soft tones—“Where do you wanna live someday?”, “What kind of place should we get?” Not in a rushing way, but in that quiet, sincere way that shows he really sees forever with you.

SUNOO

Hyper compliments when you're least expecting it: You’ll be brushing your teeth in pajamas and he’ll gasp like, “Wait—you look so pretty. Like super super pretty.” Cue you choking on toothpaste while blushing.

Has a 100-photo album of you just being weird, cute according to him: Not posed. Not filtered. Just you laughing, eating, sleeping - even yawning. He’ll scroll through it sometimes when he misses you and get all soft like, ''Damn, that's my girlfriend.''

Adorable acts of service: Sunoo shows his love through small, thoughtful acts. Whether it’s waking up early to make you breakfast or stopping by your favorite café to grab you a treat, he always thinks of ways to make you feel good. ''You know you're the only person I sacrifice my beauty sleep for.''

JUNGWON

Gentle scolding = pure love: When you forget to eat or don’t get enough sleep, Jungwon gets this softly stern voice and he’ll be like, “You need to take care of yourself, okay? I can’t relax if you’re not okay.” Then he makes you soup and tucks you in.

Loves forehead kisses and soft nose boops: He finds your face so adorable that he can’t resist. He’ll kiss your forehead before leaving the house, before bed, whenever. And randomly - boop - he’ll poke your nose and smile like a kid.

Always remembers the tiniest things you say: You once mentioned liking a specific flower months ago? Boom - he brings it to you after work. You liked a drink from one café? It’s your go-to now. Jungwon listens with his heart.

NI-KI

Playfights turn into cuddles: You two start with playful bickering—like fighting over the TV remote or who gets the last snack—and somehow it ends with him tackling you onto the bed, both of you laughing, and him refusing to let go. “You lost. This is your punishment.”

Surprise hugs: Ni-ki’s signature move is sneaking up behind you and wrapping his arms around you in the tightest, most surprising hug. The suddenness of it always catches you off guard, but it leaves you laughing and feeling safe in his embrace. His hugs are warm and filled with affection. ''Can't resist you pretty, you're just too warm.''

Gets flustered when you compliment him: He’ll laugh it off and be like “Shut up,” but his ears turn red and he'll look away because he’s secretly thriving. Whether he’s learning a dance or trying something new, he always shows it to you first. And give you that shy smile when you compliment him. He loves your praise more than he’ll ever admit.

lovliezᡣ𐭩: @chrrific @saemisic @heeaara @ltfirecracker @woniefication @lezleeferguson-120 @fleurhoons @rikifever

[eunandonly]

FAKE DATING WITH BOYNEXTDOOR

fake dating boynextdoor was easy–until it started feeling real

( 対 ) boynextdoor + fem. reader 1477WC · fake dating trope contains! fake dating, skinship, language / archive

은 : i'm going to try my best to be a bit more active on blr now that i'm on spring break >< i hope you guys enjoy this fic!! ily <3

myung jaehyun 

when you ask myung jaehyun to fake date, he agrees to it immediately, flashing you that signature smirk. it almost worries you when you see the grin. you know he’s up to absolutely no good.

he treats it like a game at first, but you find the way he slips into the role so effortlessly almost unnerving. he throws his arm over your shoulder in public, calling you “babe” without hesitation and teases you whenever you get flustered. 

“you’re blushing,” he whispers, lips barely grazing your ear as you try to keep your face neutral. “are you falling for me already?”

cocky bastard.

jaehyun finds your reactions entertaining, but there’s a strange possessiveness in the way he glares at anyone who talks to you, or looks at you a bit too long. he nearly punches a guy trying to get your phone number, and when you call him out, he just shrugs, claiming that it “needs to be convincing.”

he takes you by surprise by remembering little things about you, how you take your coffee, your favourite snack. he brushes it off with a casual “a boyfriend would do this.” 

but the longer this goes on, the less it feels fake. you catch him staring when he thinks you’re not looking, his teasing flirty remarks losing its playfulness. 

“you know,” he says one day, his voice softer than usual. “i think I might've forgotten to pretend.”

park sungho

sungho hesitates when you first tell him your idea. you tell him it’s a great idea; fake dating so that you can get your ex boyfriend back, and he can get back his ex girlfriend. killing two birds with one stone, you say. sungho’s not too sure, but he gives in after some begging from your side.

sungho isn’t sure why, but the thought of pretending to be your boyfriend makes him unreasonably nervous. 

at first, he’s awkward–stuttering over pet names, clearing his throat when you hold his hand. but he still finds himself holding doors open for you, carrying your things without being asked, offering you his jacket when the weather gets chilly. the first time you kiss him, it’s on the cheek, and sungho practically freezes, ears tomato red as he tries his best to avoid your gaze. 

“we should practice more,” he says out of the blue one day. “it needs to be convincing.”

you’re quick to tell him that you’re already being convincing, that it’s him that’s the problem.

sungho’s careful with boundaries, always asking, ‘is this okay?” before touching you in any way. but then things start shifting, there’s no denying it. he texts you good morning without thinking, lingers a little too long after fixing your scarf, gets defensive when someone asks about your relationship. 

park sungho doesn’t realise he’s falling until it’s too late.

“i don’t want this to be fake anymore,” he says one night, standing outside your door whilst fidgeting with his sleeves. “forget about my ex, i want you.”

lee sanghyuk

riwoo finds the whole situation really fucking funny. 

“fake dating? how desperately do you want that asshole back? yeah, i’ll do it, it’s gonna be so fun.”

yeah well, it's fun. for him.

from the moment you two announce your “relationship”, he plays it up like you’re in some kind of terribly cliche, terribly cheesy romance movie, throwing dramatic love confessions at random.

“my love, i would walk through fire for you!” he declares loudly in the school hallway, before snickering as you try your best to do damage control to no avail. 

riwoo’s constantly teasing, winking at you in class and whispering stupid things like, “careful, you might actually fall for me.” just to see your face redden in embarrassment. but then there are moments when he tones it down, and it’s a bit too natural–the way he rests his head on your shoulder when he’s tired, or the way his hand absentmindedly finds yours.

“why’re you blushing?” he teases, but he’s blushing too. 

the problem is, he never knows himself when he’s joking and when he’s being serious. he tells himself it’s just an act, just a way for you to get back your dickhead boyfriend who looks like a two out of ten. but he finds his heart stuttering when you look at him just right. 

and soon, riwoo finds himself wishing the act would never end. 

one day he turns to you, his usual stupid grin plastered on his face, but there’s something softer behind it. 

“so, uh, what if we didn’t stop fake dating?”

han dongmin

when you ask han taesan to be your fake boyfriend to make you ex jealous, he barely reacts. barely even raises his head, murmuring, “sure,” as if you just asked him to pass the salt. 

annoying little bitch.

but beneath his cool, nonchalant exterior (that’s what he thinks), his mind is racing.

he’s not the person for over-the-type gestures, but he shows affection in the smallest ways–remembering your favourite drink order, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, pulling you closer when walking near traffic. you applaud his for being boyfriend material and make a point to very loudly wonder why he’s never had a girlfriend before remembering, aha, his personality is shit.

han taesan insists he doesn’t care about pda, but if someone questions your relationship, he’ll kiss your cheek without a second thought. 

“see? believable.” he says, ignoring the way his heart is pounding. he does it so naturally that even he forgets it’s fake sometimes. he texts you late at night to check if you’ve eaten and gets irritated when other guys get too close. but taesan’s stubborn, and he spends most of his time gaslighting himself that he doesn’t like you like that, brushing it off as just an act. 

then one day, he catches himself staring, thinking how you look a little bit too pretty, hands itching to reach for yours. 

“you said i’m boyfriend material, right?” he asks, catching you by surprise.

“yeah sure.”

“ok, well how about you give up on your shitty ex and we date for real? i’m like, hotter than him too.”

kim donghyun

leehan takes the whole fake dating thing very, very seriously. when you tell him about your ideas, he looks more determined than you, face serious as he says, “if we’re going to do this, we really have to sell it.” you end up having to ask him if he has an ex girlfriend he wants back, because there’s no way he should be this invested in the whole plan.

he makes you practice with him; holding hands, casual touches, so it looks natural. but the more you two practice, the more it starts feeling real. he’s always respectful, never crossing boundaries and always asking if you’re comfortable. but he’s a little too good at being a boyfriend. he ties your shoelaces when they come undone, carries your bag without you asking and smiles at you in a way that makes your heart ache. 

“why’re you looking at me like that?” you ask one day when you catch him staring at you in the restaurant on one of your fake dates. 

leehan just grins. “because you’re cute.”

it’s moments like these that make you forget this isn’t real. but then he starts getting flustered–hesitating before calling you pet names, looking away too quickly when you catch him staring. he’s the first to realise his feelings, but it takes him forever to act on them.

one evening, he exhales deeply before turning to you. “so… what if we kept dating?” he asks, nervous but hopeful. “for real this time?”

kim woonhak

woonhak is way too excited to date you. yeah, it’s fake, but he’s still technically dating you. he’s already planning out cute couple photos. 

woonhak fully commits, calling you cute nicknames, being your personal hype boy, and practically beaming with excitement when you’re around.

you think he’s kind of cute.

“this is my girlfriend,” woonhak announces to everyone, holding your hand. “she’s so pretty isn’t she? yeah, well she’s super smart as well, and-”

he’s affectionate without realising–holding your hand, fixing your hair, resting his chin on your shoulder. it’s all a joke to him at first, but then he starts feeling weird.

why does his heart race when you smile at him? why does he hate seeing other people flirt with you?

“i’m not jealous,” he insists, but his pout says otherwise. 

one day, you joke about breaking up just to see his reaction, and he gasps dramatically.

“if we ‘break up, i’m keeping the dog we don’t have.” 

but behind the playful tone, there’s real fear. he’s known for a while now, this isn’t fake to him anymore. one evening, as you’re walking home together, he suddenly blurts out, “wait, you didn’t know? i fell for you ages ago.”

[agrosehamada]

I'm taking a moment to appreciate how healing AG-blr has been for me :) Growing up I was absolutely obsessed with AG, but I didn't really have any friends who were into AG, and my siblings didn't want to play with dolls, so I was kind of left in my own little hyperfixation bubble all alone. I mean my mom liked AG but that wasn't the same as having someone to play with. Yes I hosted multiple AG themed birthday parties and even put on a backyard productions of both the Molly and Felicity plays but no one... Really got it?

I remember the last AG birthday I had, having my brother tell me that my friends were all talking about how they were "too old" for AG when I was out of the room, and I think that was the beginning of the end for me because not too long after that I put my AG dolls in a cedar chest with all their things and closed it up.

I was still kind of interested in AG in highschool. I remember visiting the AG Store when the one in my state opened. And I remember desperately wanting a special doll I could make a wardrobe for and take everywhere with me. I had a little success with a few handmade dolls but nothing that really stuck, and my sewing skills were not up to par with what I wanted to make so I kind of gave up on that too.

Then the end of highschool happened, and I kind of went into survival mode. My mom's health got really bad. I had to start working and taking evening college classes on top of regular highschool and helping out more at home. Which kind of put my mental health in a crisis mode which kind of broke in my first year of college. Which finallygot me the help that I needed. But then I got kicked out for being queer and I was REALLY in survival mode, although I was lucky enough to have first a friend's family and then one of my siblings take me in through the end of college.

I remember getting mildly interested in AG again once I was working my first full time job and living with my first non-family roommates. I was (and still am) really into Big Hero 6 at the time, and when Luciana came out with her little robotics lab I ended up ordering her. Then I bought a secondhand Nellie, one of my grail dolls from childhood I never got to have. So that opened the door.

But then I remember being on Tumblr and finding some AG blogs and being like, "Hey! There's other adults who like AG and create their own characters?" And I really wanted to be a part of that. But I wasn't sure what kind of character I'd want to make. And then I remembered an old BH6 fanbaby I'd made in college and was like, "There's no way AG has a pink hair option." (I didn't really know about doll customizing back then so I didn't know wig swaps were a thing.) And then I checked the CYO generator and guess what was an option? XD

I was not in the best financial state, so it took a few months for me to be able to afford Rose, and then another anxious month of waiting for Rose to get here, in the meantime trying to plan out her wardrobe in the style of the og historical girls. And I made a placeholder blog for once she finally got here.

I finally came home to her delivery sometime in the early am after an event--if you go waaay back to the very beginning of this blog you can find a video of me very emotionally opening Rose's box for the first time XD Love at first sight for sure, I was happy to have my little girl home, and I had no clue how she'd change my life.

From there snowballed my deep dive into doll clothes making--I planned to buy Rose's clothes originally, but I couldn't find a school uniform I liked, and there was a very specific anime winter coat I wanted to make. I'd been making cosplays for a few years but then, so my sewing skills were finally up to the task. And then I just kept getting more cute outfit ideas and so... I just kept making them XD

And then I started posting pictures of the outfits on this blog. And adding new dolls to the family and posting about them too. And I am so honored you guys were so excited about my posts and brought me into the community! I saw your posts and got the inspiration to start taking Rose out places to get pictures, and she quickly became my emotional support doll, going everywhere with me and helping me through some of my worst mental health times. And I've been fortunate enough to actually get to meet some of you in person, and talk with so many of you online! And I even managed to rope my best friend into AG with your support XD It's really been such an amazing community, and I finally have friends who get my love of AG, and I finally have that special doll I take everywhere with me :)

So--thank you, AG-blr ^^ You're all amazing, and I look forward to many more adventures with you :)

[hayatoseyepatch]

Sam!!! Congrats on the milestone again, this is so exciting! I hope you’ve been enjoying your time on the blr writing and interacting because you are a joy 💚

So matchups, hm? I’m curious about a match from either wbk OR tokyo rev (just one, and you choose!) just whatever comes to your head first 😅

She/they pronouns, an introvert disguised as an extrovert I think. I can be super outgoing, but it drains me, and my idea of a fun time is definitely sitting at home with my favorite coloring app and Law&Order: SVU. I usually have music playing at any given time, and my top artists are Hozier and Sleep Token. I wear a lot of leggings and hoodies and depending on how cool I wanna look I’m either in my Birks or Docs lol. When I’m not being a homebody, I like bookstores, dungeons and dragons, and concerts. Oh, and I don’t want kids, like, at all. So my partner has to be okay with that.

My favorite tropes are friends to lovers and Coffeeshop AUs (also a big fan of Only One Bed cause who isn’t?)

I like guys taller than me (not hard since I’m 5’2” lol) who have a darker aesthetic. Gotta be smart, usually very serious on the outside with a goofy side that not everyone sees. I admire people with hobbies, something they’re really passionate about.

My favorites from wbk are hiragi (obviously), ume, togame, and arima, and my faves from Tokyo rev are akkun, takemichi, mitsuya, and kisaki.

I don’t really have any characters that I loathe from either fandom, though I can’t see myself ever being with someone who’s, like, super crazy peppy and outgoing all the time.

Again, just pick either fandom! I figured I’d give you options cause I have a lot of love for both series 💚 congrats again!

Melonnn!! ｡°(°.◜ᯅ◝°)°｡♡ Thank you so much for your kind words and for participating! You're literally so sweet and I’m so lucky to be moots with such an angel ♡ On to your matchup my love!

I Match you up with Toma Hiragi from Wind Breaker!

⤜♡→ Come on now I cant be expected not to appreciate the actual best couple in the entire world. Satoru Nii and me are besties we literally just got off the phone and he was like “Yeah ofc RagiMel is canon.” I just think you guys are such a good match for eachother. Your personalities just suit each other so well. I am a firm supporter of things are boring if you are the exact same personality wise and I feel like your differences and similarities attract you to one another.

⤜♡→ Hiragi would much rather sit at home with you, his head perched on your lap as you explain the plot to one of your shows to him. Is he a little worried you’d be able to dispose of his boy too well with the amount of Law and Order episodes you both have binged? Sure. But its always nice to keep them on their toes, yk?

⤜♡→ Hiragi was the first to confess, but he took his sweet time doing it, poor man was so nervous. He was more than ready to take out Umemiya for not so subtly pointing out his (very obvious) crush on you. I feel like he isn’t the best at hiding his feelings. Being openly stern and even aggressive with the others but always kind and gentle when it came to you. His favoritism was just so blatantly obvious.

⤜♡→ This may be a hot take but I feel like Hiragi is more than okay with not having kids. I know a lot of people look at him and are like “ahh, yeah he’s totally a guy who wants a family.” But hear me out here. Hiragi has had his fair share of being an older brother almost fatherly figure to those like Sako, Kaji, and Sakura. He’s done his fair share and he is more than happy to just spend the rest of his life loving you and maybe even getting a pet or two. Your love is more than enough for him. You and Bofurin are his family, and that’s all he could ever ask for.

He pulls over into a clearing putting the car in park, getting out to properly set up the bed of the truck with pillows and blankets, humming to himself. He approaches our door after a moment opening it and offering you his hand, helping you out of the vehicle and walking you to the back. Grinning he allows his large hands to cup your waist, leaning down to slot his lips against yours. It didn’t matter how long you had both been together, every time kissing Hiragi felt like the first time. The all-encompassing love he slipped into every kiss still had you weak in the knees. Pulling away from you, he looks into your eyes, his own soft and lidded with adoration. Pressing his forehead against your own, his breaths fanning your face as he speaks. “I love you darling, more than you could ever possibly know.” With one more love-stricken smile he lifts you, helping you into the bed of the truck. Climbing in after you he settles you both against the blankets, lying down next to you.

He hums in contentment as you lie your head against his chest. He had taken you here many times before, the calm of the area where you could both just enjoy each others presence while looking up at the night sky, gazing at the array of stars. He craved these moments with you, where it was just the two of you, where nothing else mattered but holding you in his arms. He smiles, arms squeezing you tightly to him, smile adorning his features. One hand carding his fingers through your hair. “We haven’t been able to come here in a while, we have so many good memories here.” He hums, pulling you closer to him, recalling the very first time he brought you here. “This is where I told you I loved you for the first time, remember?”

His heart soars when he hears you laugh, recalling the memory, him taking his medicine to qualm his aching stomach from nerves. The way he felt as if his face would melt with the heat from his red cheeks. His words came out nervously, surging in to capture your lips with his own when you reciprocated his confession. His teeth clashing with your own in the kiss, so much so that he had punctured your lip. “How could I forget?” Your voice pulled him from his thoughts, his smile aimed at you once more. As he felt the weight of the velvet box that weighed down his pocket, he just hoped you could make yet another memory in your special place.

[stageplaymlp]

Hi I wanna start Trigun and you're the person in my feed who mentions it most, should I start with the manga, the old anime or Stampede?

Honestly? You can start wherever. The main three versions of Trigun (1998 anime, the manga, Stampede) are all incredibly varied and you'll get different things out of them. It's a "pick your poison" type deal. I'll give you a quick run down of the different versions so you can choose which is best for you, anon

It's also worth noting that my personal journey with Trigun went: '98 -> Stampede -> TriMax -> BLR

(Oh yeah, there's also a movie called Badlands Rumble. We'll get to it)

'Trigun' / 'Trigun: Maximum' manga: I think it'd be best to start this discussion with the source material. If you're looking for the most complete and rounded story of Trigun, this is it, mainly because it ran the for the longest out of all versions, and is a finished work (Stampede is ongoing). It's also worth noting that this is the darkest version of Trigun so far and goes into some very heavy subject matter (gore, (mostly offscreen) SA, suicidal ideation, etc.) There's a tumblr post listing the various trigger warnings that I'll link at the end of this section. That said, it is definitely my favourite version of Trigun narratively and BOY is it an emotional roller coaster. It's what gave me the brain worms. It's got a good mix of the silly and the sad, while also going BUCKWILD near the end. It's great. Highly reccomend

Oh, yeah, the manga is also split into Trigun and TriMax because the magazine it was published in got canned. Trigun was then picked up again by a new publisher with an added subtitle. Trigun is 2 volumes while TriMax is 14. The manga as a whole ran from 1995-2008. It's all one continous story so don't worry, with the events of TriMax picking up two years after the events of Trigun in-universe

Here's the post btw: https://www.tumblr.com/blackblockconsortia/719247451003977728/and-now-for-trimax-general-warnings-for-trimax

'Trigun' 1998 anime: Ah, the OG, for me at least. Watched this back in 2018 and started me on this ride. It should be worth noting that at the time of 98's creation, only the two volumes of Trigun and the first two volumes of TriMax were out at the time. Due to this, the 98 anime is about 60% filler (as in, anime original content) and it has its own ending, too. I consider it its own story compared to the manga, despite directly adapting a number of its storylines. 98 is only 26 episodes and leans very heavily into the comedic, episodic element in the first half of the story. The manga has this too, but 98 commits to the bit more. Then the second half rolls around and punches you square in the gut. It's great. Not nearly as dark as the manga or Stampede, but 14 y/o me was DEVASTATED by the end of it. Absolutely iconic. Also, while the ending is different to the manga with how things shake out, it's satisfying in its own way

'Trigun: Stampede' 2023 anime: This here is what reignited my love for this series. Now, Stampede is a VERY DIFFERENT BEAST to the 98 anime, which I think is part of why people were hesitant about it on reveal (including me). Stampede is a lot more serious in tone and less episodic, keeping to a consistent plot episode-to-episode (for the most part). It's also only 12 episodes in length as of season 1. The anime is also 3D, but the animation is BEAUTIFUL. Studio Orange know what the fuck they're doing. I also need to mention that Stampede is a reimagining of the manga, not a direct adaptation. It takes the same concepts, lore, characters and themes and moulds them into something new (kind of like the different versions of TMNT). If you watch 98 or read the manga before this one, you will have to go in with an open mind and heart. It's good, though, I promise. What's fun about Stampede is that it came out after the manga was finished, so characters and backstory elements that never got adapted into 98 (because they didn’t exist at the time) finally get animated. I'd say it's more faithful to the story and tone of the manga than 98, but with its own flavour mixed in. It was clearly made with a lot of love for the franchise, too

'Badlands Rumble' movie: BLR came out in 2010 and treats itself like an extra episode of the 98 anime for the most part. It's its own self-contained story, and plays off of the dynamics and characterisation of 98 than other versions, with a number of nods to the anime mixed in. Hell, a new version of the 98 anime opening 'H.T.' even shows up in the soundtrack. It doesn't tie into the wider story of any version of Trigun, but if you want another silly adventure with some killer action scenes, then I'd reccomend it. I'd suggest watching 98 before this, though, but it won't ruin the movie if you don't. You can know fuck all about Trigun and enjoy this. Although, warning for Vash being a bit of a weirdo to the leading lady. He needs to calm down

There was also a tie-in manga for the release of the movie called 'Trigun: Multiple Bullets'. The first two chapters directly follow the events of BLR, while the rest of the chapters are an anthology made by guest artists. Warning, though, most of the other chapters take place after the events of TriMax and can contain spoilers. In terms of quality, the chapters are... Okay. I like some more than others. Boichi (mangaka of Dr. Stone) drew a Very Manly Vash and he scares me. Also, I should mention the storyline about the side-character, Rei-Dei the Blade, has offscreen SA and CSA. It took me off guard because I didn't know it was in there, and it's pretty messed up. I'd still recommend MB if you want some extra Trigun, and some of the chapters are genuinely funny and heart warming, but I wanted to give the heads up

Now, with all this considered, there are two places I'd reccomend starting Trigun: the 98 anime or Stampede

The 98 anime is more lighthearted and keeps a lot of answers to the lore close to its chest. I found discovering more about the world through other versions to be narratively satisfying, like one big unravelling mystery. TriMax and Stampede also greatly expand and improve upon concepts in 98 as well. It's a good way to ease you in to the world of Trigun while making you want more. You fall in love with the characters, and THEN the plot whacks you upside the head with a frying pan. I like the slow burn

Stampede is the opposite. You get right into the action out the gate. It offers answers to questions far quicker than 98 ever did. The ball is rolling and it rolls FAST. You want the meat and potatoes of Trigun shoved in your face? Stampede is for you. It's also better if you prefer serious, story-driven media. Although, Stampede isn't complete yet, so you will have to wait for 'Trigun: Stargaze' to come out for the full narrative to resolve

AND THAT'S WHERE THE MANGA COMES IN BABYYYYYYY!!!!! It has the humour and slow build of 98 AND the complex story and tone of Stampede. It's the best of both worlds. You get all the answers, you get that satisfying resolution, and you get to cry on the side of your bed from the amazing writing (like I did). You won't even get that spoiled for what will come after Stampede, because who knows how much of it Studio Orange will take from and how. All roads lead to the manga. That is my advice

Also all the OSTs for Trigun (98, BLR and Stampede) are AMAZING. Go listen to them. They're all on Spotify, if that helps

I wrote this at 3am. I hope this is coherent

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JAKE BF TEXTS

genre : fluff, one ( 1 ) angst but it's not even angst tbh read to find out☝️

warnings : one mention of satirical killing, profanities

note : guys i swear im not ignoring your asks im just super busy like i open blr to read yun's smau updates and queue drafts help . also do u know one of these is based on texts with my ex i hope he's doing well . anw enjoy ^ - ^

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[talesofesther]

cinnamon and spice

Wednesday Addams x Reader

Summary: You share a hot chocolate and a few smooches with Wednesday.

Requested by anon

A/N: This story is part of my Christmas Special event.

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Christmas eve in Nevermore had to be one of your favorite times of the year, the whole school was decorated in warm orange blinking lights and there was at least one Christmas tree in each dorm; the big one standing tall in the middle of the garden outside, between the lunch tables.

The nights were exceptionally cold and the days were usually warm with sunlight reflecting upon the fresh white snow. Most classes were tuned down this time of year, giving the students a break to enjoy the many holiday activities if they so desired.

Your day had been filled with snowball fights and best snowman competitions with Enid, Ajax, and Xavier. But right now, you were carefully preparing two mugs of hot chocolate for you and a certain raven-haired girl.

You had tried to get Wednesday to participate in all the fun today, but she had been more than happy to just bury her boots in the snow and enjoy the cold in peace, discreetly keeping an eye on you at all times. So now, when most students are sleeping soundly and the school is finally quiet, it's time to enjoy some alone time with her.

Steam came from both red mugs — that you managed to snatch from the school's kitchen — as you carefully walked up the steps to Wednesday's dorm. Enid was having a girl's night with Yoko and Divina, so it was just you two.

You pushed open her door with your shoulder and closed it with your foot once you were inside. Wednesday was sitting on her bed, cross-legged and wearing her comfy black and white sweater that was just a few sizes too big on her, making her look all the more adorable — though you'd never tell her that.

Wednesday watched the steady falling of snow outside the big round window, only pulling her eyes away when you came to sit beside her. She shuffled a little to the side on her bed, making room for you but still keeping her knee and shoulder pressed to yours; secretly enjoying the warmth your body provided.

"Alright, I know you said you're not big on hot chocolate, but you have to try this one," you told her, giving her one of the warm mugs and watching lovingly the way her hands closed around it, "I promise you'll like it."

The hot beverage smelled divine, Wednesday had to give you that. She leaned a tad closer to you before saying; "I don't like sweet things."

Even on the coldest of nights, you could feel white hot warmth blooming inside your chest every time Wednesday chose to be a little closer to you. You raised a hand, gingerly pushing back strands of her fringe so you could have a clear view of her eyes; "you like me though."

Her dark eyes turned to you instantly, her hold on the mug tightening slightly, "single exception."

"Just try it, please?"

It was annoyingly unfair how she had trouble saying no to you. With a sigh, Wednesday took a single sip of the hot chocolate, it faintly burned on her tongue before soothing it with the most delicious of tastes. She swallowed and frowned down at the red mug; before raising it to her lips once more.

Wednesday could feel your smirk even without looking at you.

"Don't say it," she mumbled.

You smiled big and bright, one finger going to Wednesday's chin so you could turn her head to you.

"Wasn't planning on it," you whispered, your upper lip grazing her own as you spoke.

You kissed her all sweet and warm. She tasted like chocolate, all cinnamon and spice and something so sweet you could only ever find on her lips.

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[lost-between-letters]

Black Lipstick

Pairing: Wednesday Addams x Reader (she/her)

Requested by: @animealways

Warnings: outsider pov (Enid's), my attempt at humour, excessive use of italics

Word Count: 618

Summary: Wednesday blushing ? Surely the world was ending

A/N: requests for the Wednesday characters are still open :)

Enid had just walked past the single most fascinating conversation of her life and Wednesday had to hear about it. Now.

With a spring to her step - excited to describe the whatever-that-had-been between Xavier and Ajax in excruciating detail to her roommate (and best friend - they totally were besties even if Wednesday refused to use that word) - Enid barged into their room. "Wednes, you won't believe-"

And cut short in her tracks.

There on her black bedsheets sat Wednesday, hands folded in her lap. Perfectly prim, expression schooled into an annoyed scowl. Face redder than the red thread she had used on her Ted Bundy Boards.

Oh, this was going to be so interesting.

"Are you blushing ?" Okay, that wasn't the best approach, Enid had to admit. She could have at least stopped gawking.

Well, what was done was done, she guessed.

Wednesday raised her chin higher and stared her down. "Don't be ridiculous."

"Oh, you so are hiding something," Enid said and pointed a fake accusatory finger at her, "is it because you ran up here and refuse to admit that you forgot something?"

"Obviously not." Wednesday shook her head, feigning nonchalance.

Key word: feigning.

If there was one trait Enid shared with her wolf, it was that if she got her nose buried in something, she wasn't letting go. "Maybe you got some alone time that I interrupted?"

"Enid." There was that stern voice again.

She was definitely getting closer.

Enid laughed gleefully.

"Please tell me that you finally realised your massive crush on Y/N," Enid was shooting in the dark, she knew it but someone had to get these two together. And who else than her? "Wait wait wait. Is this where you're waiting nervously to actually tell me how right I am?"

A snort was her answer.

Not from Wednesday.

No, her roommate was still scowling at her.

Though that turned into a brief flash of panic when Enid crouched down on the floor. The noise had definitely come from there.

"Please tell me that this is who I'm thinking it is."

Y/N rolled out from under the bed, laughs shaking her body.

"Yes!! Finally!!" Enid was not doing a victory dance. No, she was only ... showing her happiness for her friends.

For some reason, that made Y/N laugh even harder.

Even Wednesday was smiling. Down at Y/N (her girlfriend, Enid realised at the sweet intimacy she could see floating around the two of them), who she helped getting up from the ground and down on the bed next to her.

Only then, Enid saw the black lipstick stains down her neck. So that was what she had walke-

"Finally?" Y/N was still chuckling as she leaned into Wednesday.

If there weren't more pressing matters at hand, Enid would so be teasing Wednesday right about now. But- "What do you mean?"

"Love, you still haven't told her?" That was adressed to the girl by her side.

"And have her all up in our business?"

"You love it when she's all up in your business, mi amor," Y/N countered and threaded her fingers between Wednesday's.

Who shot another round of daggers with her eyes. Though their handles were probably in heart shapes. Enid could feel the affection overflowing from her best friend. It was a little unsettling to watch.

"So this is already an established thing?" She butted in before anything got out of hand.

Y/N grinned, turned and planted a kiss on Wednesday's lips before either of the girls could react. Tugged on one braid for good measure. "Two and a half months since I confessed to that lovely monster."

Oh, Wednesday would never hear the end of this.

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[togrowoldinv]

Taste of You

Florence Pugh x Female Reader

A picnic with Florence

Warnings: A few suggestive moments, but no actual smut

Note: She’s just the best. Enjoy!

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It’s a beautiful day as you sit with your girlfriend. She set up a picnic blanket in a park near her England home. Her arms are around your waist as she holds your back close to her chest.

“This is nice,” Florence says. She drops a kiss to your cheek as you watch the water ripple in the lake in front of you.

You snuggle closer to her and she grins. “We should do this more often, Flossie,” you say. She hums in agreement.

“Do you want some fruit, darling?” She asks.

“You packed fruit?” You lean up your chin and ask her. She nods. “You spoil me.”

She pats your hips and you shift to sit in front of her. She smiles at you as she opens the yellow mini cooler she packed the food and drinks in.

You watch as she pushes her sunglasses onto her head and opens the bag of strawberries she packed.

“Open up,” Florence says as she brings a strawberry up towards your lips. The look in her eyes makes your heart skip a beat.

“Oh, um-“ you are mesmerized by her.

“Come on, baby, it wasn’t an issue last night,” Florence says with a cheeky grin. Your eyes go wide as you feel heat rise up your neck. “Open up.”

You comply this time, opening your mouth and she slips part of the strawberry in. You bite down as she keeps eye contact with you. You feel as though you could explode.

“Good girl,” she says as she pulls the remaining part away. You barely find the strength to hold back a whimper.

It’s then that Florence leans forward and just when she’s about to kiss you she stops.

“Flo,” you accidentally whine with a whisper.

She chuckles and places a featherlight kiss to your lips. It’s not enough. You chase after her lips and she lets you capture them.

It gets heated as she tastes the strawberry on your lips and tongue. Florence’s hands start to wander across your body. You move to kiss her neck and she moans perfectly.

“Hmm, maybe we should pack this up and go home,” Florence says, her voice thick with attraction.

“Definitely, baby,” you agree. With one more kiss to her neck, you relent so that you can pack up.

When you get to the car, you and Flo put the picnic things in the trunk before you open the passenger door for her. She slides into the seat, but doesn’t let you shut the door.

“Flo, what are you-“

She interrupts you by pulling your hand so that you’re falling into the car after her. She giggles as you try to steady yourself.

“Be a good girl and help me?” Florence asks.

How could you ever say no to that?

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[dokifluffs]

Booping His Nose | Aone, Ushijima

Pairings: Aone X Reader (gender neutral), Ushijima X Reader (female)

Genre: soft 🥺 sweet fluff

Author’s Nose: im absolutely and utterly soft for Aone and his turt 🥺 

Aran, Kenma, Atsumu // Nishinoya, Sachiro, Kuroo // Sakusa, Iwaizumi // Suna, Kageyama, Matsukawa // Tendo, Hinata, Bokuto // Yamaguchi, Osamu

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Aone: 

A cool, early summer breeze blew by, making the plastic bags in your guys’ hands rustle as the two of you walked side by side, on the way toward his house

“‘Nobu, what are you gonna show me?” You asked for the nth time, though you knew you weren’t going to get an answer

“We went grocery shopping for these veggies��” you mumbled to yourself, taking a peek to refresh your memory

He held the bag with the heavier snacks that you guys would eat and share and you help the lighter bag of veggies, specifically spinach, carrots, and even a few kiwis

Was he going to make you something to eat?

He was only silent as he looked down to you, giving you a soft, silent smile as you guys turned onto the block, approaching his home

The only plans you were sure of was that you two were going to watch a movie or two tonight while and snack a bit, eat pizza

But oh well

You opened your mind, just going with the flow, not worrying much about anything as long as you spent some time with Aone

Stepping inside, you were greeted warmly by his parents before they left very shortly to head out to relative’s house

This time, he took care of the veggies and produce bag while you helped yourself to some snacks, sorting the others that you weren’t too interested in, away

You snacked, standing beside him as he washed the fruits, occasionally feeding him before he had to focus, cutting the fruits diligently but also into very small, small cube shapes

He plated them neatly, alongside the greens and that was when he took your hand

“I want you to meet someone very special.” He spoke matter of factly before he brought you to the sun room, setting the plate of veggies and fruits down before disappearing once again

But when he returned, it was like there was a sparkle in his eye, his hands holding something, though you couldn’t really see what

“Who is it?” You asked as he knelt down right beside you

“This is berry, my tortoise.” He opened his hands, revealing a small tortoise walking from his cupped hands, right toward the plate of deliciousness as fast as she could

“Oh my gosh, she’s so precious, Nobu,” you gasped as you laid lower, closer to the floor, as close as you could without startling her or anything

Aone smiled happily, seeing his two favorite beings together, finally meeting

He went through the story of how he adopted her, how he bonded with her, learned to take care of her

And now that you had gotten the chance to meet her, the three of you could grow and see her grow

Though she would be living far much longer than the two of you

You two knelt low in the sun room, watching her bite the small-cut fruit, taking mighty but tiny chops into the spinach leaves

She was just so cute but made a perfect acquaintance for him

You couldn’t even think about a movie as the two of you were much more entertained just by watching Berry eat her meal

Looking beside you to Aone, he watched her like anyone would want to be looked at by their loved on - almost like he was looking at her just like he was looking at you

With his chin resting in his hands while the two of you laid on your bellies, elbows propping yourselves up, you leaned over and pressed your finger to his nose

“Boop.”

And you knew for a long time that he never really was one to show emotions, but you had never seen his cheeks turn pink so fast while Berry walked in between the two of you

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Ushijima: 

“Mm, this team was good,” Wakatoshi spoke stoically as ever as you leaned back into him, his arm draped over the back of the couch

Dinner had already been eaten and the night was very young

Though you did feel a little lethargic from how you were positioned

His abdomen providing you the perfect pillow, but his lap was even better as you laid yourself across from him

“What team?” You asked, turning to glance at the tv, suddenly seeing a closeup of hinata and kageyama

“Argentina,” he spoke stoically and that was when you remembered the game the two of you were watching

It was the pre-olympic qualifiers with the Japan team and the Argentina team, of course with Oikawa Tooru as their setter, a setter Wakatoshi highly approved of

You did your best to stifle a yawn, only for it to grow into an even bigger yawn

“Tired?” He looked down to you, resting his hand on your baby bump

“Mmhm,” you blinked slowly, bringing your hand to his, feeling his warmth

“Do you want to go upstairs? I can carry you.”

“Oh, no, no Toshi. I’m far too heavy for that but I just wanna stay here with you.” You adjusted, turning to your other side that faced the back of the couch, facing in to his stomach

It was so perfect

The couch supported your heavy belly, letting your back rest for the first time in awhile

You were right there besides your husband, able to smell his fresh body wash his hand now resting on your arm, stroking it as he continued to look down at you

“It would be no problem. I can carry you at any weight, so don’t worry,” his lips curled up a little, the tickling feeling of his thumb now on your cheek

“I wanna stay here with you,” you looked up to him, wrapping your fingers around the bottom edge of his shirt

“Alright, then.” He continued watching his game, rewatching the footage to prepare for the actual olympic games

When you first met him, Wakatoshi was even quieter, not really talking much unless asked to, and.. not slow per se, but he would have to ask about jokes as well as online trends

He was very focused on himself, doing things he knew would be the best for him and here he was

He was a lot more open with you, mostly because you two had been married and you were pregnant with your guys’ first kid

Things were for sure changing, life was changing and

You got to spend it with Wakatoshi

You further nuzzled your face into his abdomen, liking how warm it was, despite his strange it would sort of look to others if they just walked in and saw you rubbing your face into your husband’s stomach but you couldn’t help it but touch and feel him before he would be gone again and you would be alone and needy for him

He smelled so good, he was so warm

You could’ve, you wanted to fall asleep right then and there in his lap but there was something else that just didn’t want you to inside

Looking up to him, your eyes practically half open, he was so focused on the game, he had that face on, which was basically his everyday face, that you couldn’t tell what he was really thinking

But you just knew it was about the game

Reaching up, your rest your hand on his pec and shoulder, getting his attention

“Hm? Do you want to go upstairs?”

Giving him no answer, you simply reached over and pressed your finger to his nose, booping it

A look of confusion spread on his face for a moment before he did the same, slowly reaching over and awkwardly booping your nose too

You hummed, content for some reason that he had done it

“I’ll stay here with you,” you spoke softly, snaking your hand under the hem of his shirt, resting it on his lower back, a feeling he was very much used to at this point

Every touch from you, he was used to

“Alright then. Let me know when you would like to go upstairs and I will carry you, Y/N.” He ever so carefully pulled you closer, leaning to the side to pull the folded, light blanket to throw it over, draping it over your body

“M’kay,” you hummed, before finally reaching for his hand that rest on your arm, bringing it to your face so you could hold his hand, feeling him as you let yourself doze off completely

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Could you write a scene with a usually stoic, medic whumpee guiding a younger caretaker, who is not used to seeing the medic whumpee in pain/vulnerable, through resetting the medic whumpee's dislocated shoulder? And the medic whumpee either passes out from pain during the reset or just generally screams, terrifying medic whumpee

Okay first off, THANK YOU! My first request, forever special in my heart.

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"Man, you gotta drop his ass! You can't keep letting that hipster-mustache, asshat, joke-of-a-boyfriend break your heart, Whumpee!"

"I know, I know..." Whumpee admitted, bending down to to grab another crate to carry to the medic facility on base. There had to be at least a hundred, fifty pound crates laying in the desert sun waiting to be inventoried, but for some god-forsaken reason, the Commanding Officer only assigned Whumpee and Ricky to the task. Probably payback for the uh... misconduct... they got into last week. But hey, what the hell were they supposed to do? They couldn't just pass up an opportunity to get under the CO's skin.

Whumpee grunted, heaving the next crate up to his hip. "Hey what about your girl, Ricky? What was her name again? Kath.. No. Kelly! Oh that's fuckin right, Kelly!"

"Bro, we talked about this. She's in Europe finding herself or some shit." Ricky huffed.

"Yeah, finding herself a dick with an accent." Whumpee teased, playfully smacking Ricky on the shoulder with his free hand as they made their way back to the med building.

Ricky had been in-country for so long the soles of his combat boots were damn near worn through. There was no way his girl was still with him. Whumpee had served his time in this hellhole a close second to Ricky, and the two were just about the best medics in Afghanistan, second only to the CO. Although most would argue that the commanding officer didn’t have nearly the balls on him as Ricky or Whumpee - those two were batshit.

Whumpee pressed his back into the clinic door, pushing it open. He grinned and nodded to the receptionist, leading Ricky towards the back of the clinic. It was a ghost town with the rest of the crew off training. The smell of alcohol and saline filled Whumpee’s nose, sterile and yet so familiar. This was his wheelhouse. He know this place inside and out.

“Ya know, Kelly was a damn bombshell.” Whumpee mused.

“Man, shut the hell up, she’s still my girl. And at least she didn’t cheat on me in my own house.” Ricky dug an elbow into Whumpee’s side, smirking.

Whumpee rolled his eyes and lazily stacked his millionth crate in the supply room.

“Hey, how long do you thing the crew’s gonna be out?” Whumpee asked, changing the subject from the sore spot that was his boyfriend back in the states.

“Long enough to get a good long break from your sorry a-“

One minute the clinic was empty and quiet, and the next, dust and glass were flying through the windows, ushered by a rush of hot air and a head-splitting boom.

Whumpee heard a ringing in his ears as his eyelids fluttered open, squinting painfully at the light streaming in from the hole blasted into the roof of the clinic. The entire west side of the building was collapsed, sending a cloud of dust and debris showering the rest of the building left standing. He saw someone outside the building sprinting towards the scene looking equally concerned and terrified.

“Hey! Hey! Does anyone need help?! Call Out!” The stranger hollered, nearing the blast zone.

Whumpee finally got his bearings and groaned as he lifted his head off the floor, rolling onto his side. As soon as the weight shifted onto his shoulder his vision went white, pain exploding from his arm, shooting like hot lighting down his arm and deep into his chest.

“FAaaa-!” Whumpee screamed, he felt as though his right arm had been torn from his body by a branding iron. Tears welled in the corners of his eyes, and he rolled onto his back, pressing the back of his head into the tile. He heaved, trying to control his breath, but the pain choked his lungs.

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. Are you okay? Please, oh my god, please be okay.” The stranger had found their way to Whumpee, and was kneeling over their writhing body, hands trembling, with not the slightest clue what to do next.

Whumpee stifled another yell of pain, and asked through gritted teeth, “Wh-, Who the fuck... are you?” He panted through his words, shooting a glare at the squeamish child hovering above him, a kid without the slightest clue of combat medicine.

“Uhm...” the kid muttered, still out of his element in the chaos, “M-my name is Caretaker... I just got here two days ago and I haven’t ever done anything like this before and really I hadn’t even been assigned a bu-“

“Kid.” Whumpee cut off, “Put your panties together. This is War. You’re gonna see some shit, now pull yourself together.” The pain in his shoulder was beginning to ease, so long as he didn’t move an inch. He knew it was dislocated, possibly also torn, and definitely had involvement in the surrounding muscles, but he needed it reset if he was going to find Ricky in the rubble.

Caretaker nodded and took a deep breath, “ok ok ok, sorry.” Another deep breath.

“Okay. Good. Now, I need you to reduce my shoulder.” Whumpee explained, staring Caretaker in the eyes to see if he would even have the nerve to try.

“No. No way. I’ve never done that before, what if I hurt you?”

“Kid, you can’t make this worse. This is as bad as it’s gonna get without getting blown off. Are you gonna accidentally blow my arm off?”

Caretaker shook his head, eyes wide.

“Good. Now, I’m gonna tell you what to do.”

Caretaker steeled himself.

“Okay, I need you to help me sit up, and please, for the love of God, don’t touch the shoulder.” Whumpee pleaded, watching Caretaker nod once again in response, and he wrapped their arms around his torso, helping Whumpee gently into a sitting position. The pain of moving was once again disorienting, but Whumpee swallowed down the nausea, breathing heavily through his nose. He braced himself for the next step.

“Perfect. Great job. Now, you see my shoulder, how it doesn’t look quite right?”

“Yeah, I see it.”

“I need you to pop that protruding bit back into the socket. It’s gonna suck for me, but you have to shove it hard.”

Caretaker cut his eyes to meet Whumpee’s, as if to ask, “are you sure?”

“Ok, place that hand...” Whumpee pointed with his good hand, “...here up near my neck, and grab firmly around the deltoi- my upper arm, with your other hand.” Whumpee grunted at the weight of caretakers hands now encompassing his bad arm. “Now-“ he groaned, “hold me still and shove that son-of-a-bitch back in.”

Whumpee panted, waiting. “Now!”

Whumpee’s pupils went to pinpoints as the white hot pain returned, threatening total darkness. Electricity tingled in his fingertips as he screamed.

“Oh god! OHMYGOD! Did I kill you? Oh please be okay! Please be okay!”

Whumpee’s chest shuttered with his heaving breaths as he clung to consciousness, blackness crept into the edges of his vision. “I’m okay.” He breathed, “I’m okay, you did it.”

[ijhyo]

hi bestie~ do you have any fic recs of things you’ve enjoyed these days? i read all of your stuff and i KNOW you have an awesome ✨taste✨

hi anon! u flatter me ily, but yes i do! im just going to drop fics regardless of group bc u didn't specify but yurr. also i havent read any fics lately so this is gonna be like v short i fear

death valley by @soobisms - hands down the best jay fic ive ever read, thena opened google docs with something to prove. ive sung my praises in a rb for this fic already but its just so well written and such a fun read, i love it [fluff, s2l, jay - enha]

dd, ihj by @hyukaas - thee mira fic IDK. if u haven't read this u have to its life changing. mira sat down with the president of enhablr and said "i want to make history" and that's what this is. u an engene on the blr? [angst, e2l, jungwon - enha]

project golden boy by @yyx2 - lives changed. moablr down in the dumps, the fandom in shambles. we needed a win. we needed a hero. ky was the avatar. idk i just love this fic beom here is so <3333. launched ky into super stardom! [fluff, s2f2l, beomgyu - txt]

i'll save you (again) by @jayflrt - what do you know about spiderman? you write a spiderman au that follows the petergwen print and u got me. this did that and then some! i was simping over jake yall. like cmon. the action is so good, the pacing keeps u on ur toes like u gonna have a blast. this went platinum in my home [superhero au, e2l, jake - enha]

anything by @tyunni - mays hcs r something serious like his mind is a bit too large and hes right like 90% of the time

anything by @keisl0vergirl - tees bts hcs r just tew good im obsessed i reread them every now and then its true

[nanatsumu]

📞 RENT A BOYFRIEND

08. a guide on how to run away from your problems

everything was going so well.

you were able to snatch a scholarship from one of the best universities in tokyo— which also served as an opportunity to escape from hyogo and the unpleasant memories given to you from one whom shall not be named— and then you struck gold by landing your dream job alongside your best friend, fresh out of university with an english degree. oh, and not to mention, a small, trustworthy group of friends who have stuck with you through tough times and kept you stable time and time again.

so as you stand there, hand on your doorknob with a grip so tight that your knuckles were beginning to turn white, you think that this is god’s way of punishing you for being blessed with so many good things within a short period of time.

the first thing you come to notice is that suna’s physical appearance has changed drastically since the last time you saw him back in high school: his short hair was no longer parted in the middle, but instead it was a few inches longer and swept back. he looked a lot leaner and finally fixed that god awful posture of his that you always reprimanded him for back when you two were dating. but out of everything that changed about him, the one thing that stood out to you the most was that his narrow eyes no longer held onto that dull gleam anymore but was instead replaced by an unfamiliar warmth you couldn’t exactly pinpoint.

suna clears his throat which snaps you back into reality and makes you realize: this isn’t supposed to be a heart wrenching reunion between you two. this was a mistake.

“listen y/n, i—” he starts to speak, but you’re quick to cut him off.

“what the fuck?!” you yell which startles the man in front of you, causing him to flinch at your harsh tone. “i... seriously— what the fuck!”

you rub your eyes until you start seeing spots and then open them back up, only to see suna still standing there, on your doorstep, with a puzzled expression on his face and a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

so doing what you do best, you slam the door in his face and try to steady your racing heart.

after a brief moment, you put your shaking hands against the wooden door in order to give yourself some stability and peer out of the peephole. and to your dismay, there is a sight much worse than the one you saw just a second ago that causes your stomach to churn and suddenly you feel like you’re about to puke up whatever you had for breakfast this morning.

“tetsuro you always fucking pick the worst time to show up.” you curse him out silently.

“y/n? y/n?” you hear knocking on the door and you’ve never felt more annoyed to hear that stupid knocking sequence of his. “i know you’re in there, i literally heard you say ‘what the fuck?!’ at the bottom of the stairs.”

you reluctantly open the door, but just enough so that you can look out the tiny slither you created from the inside of your house.

“i wanna know what the fuck that guy is doing here.” you say and kuroo is shocked to hear the hostility in your voice.

“u-uh... he’s your date?” kuroo stammers, immediately jumping to the conclusion that your hostility was directed towards him.

“y/n, please, just let me talk to you.” you hear suna say, his voice laced with desperation.

“suna you had your chance to talk to me years ago,” you open the door this time and while your head is still spinning at the fact that suna was actually here, in tokyo, you were able to collect your thoughts and stand your ground. “and i told you this already, i don’t ever want to see you ever again.”

“just 5 minutes, y/n, that’s all i’m asking for.”

“no suna!” you snap, not realizing that tears were starting to form in your eyes. “you can’t just waltz back into my life and ask for 5 minutes of my time just to talk to me when you had all the time to do so 5 years ago!”

at this point, all of the other residents in your apartment complex were curious to see what all the ruckus was about and so as they all start to file out of their homes, you feel embarrassed that you’ve created such a commotion.

“y/n?” you hear the voice of the grandma who lives in the apartment across from yours. “is everything alright dear?”

“hi ma’am!” kuroo’s oddly cheery voices throws you off. “everything is fine, these two were just practicing their lines for a scene in a play they’re acting in but they got really into it.”

you wipe your tears and throw the lady an apologetic smile, not forgetting to apologize on your behalf as well.

“let’s go inside, shall we?” kuroo says as he turns back to you and suna.

you open your mouth to protest, but your efforts are in vain as kuroo begins to push you two back inside your apartment. you knew there was no point in trying to thrash around in an attempt to get him to release you, but that didn’t mean you didn’t try.

“t-tetsu! let me go!” you scream.

he throws you on the couch and you can’t help but feel so vulnerable under his heavy gaze.

“y/n, i need you to explain to me what your relationship with suna is,” his eyes darted back and forth between you and suna. “and if you can’t, then suna can explain to me.”

“i’m her ex.” suna breaks the ice and you watch as kuroo’s mouth falls agape.

“y/n, you had an ex and you never even told me?” kuroo looks genuinely offended, and while usually you would tease him for being offended over something so trivial like he usually does, this was not a trivial matter in any way shape or form.

“i need you to leave, like, now,” you stand up and grab suna’s wrist before dragging him back over to your front door. “i can’t handle seeing you, and i don’t think i ever will be able to handle seeing you without wanting to throw up.”

when you open the door, you let go of suna’s wrist and then roughly push him out of your home without a second thought.

you wished you hadn’t looked up at his face one last time out of curiosity because if you didn’t, then you wouldn’t have to see the anguished look on his face— an expression that felt so foreign coming from him.

“suna, don’t look at me like that,” your voice gets quiet and you feel like a heartbroken high school girl all over again. “just... leave, please.”

and when you shut the door in his face, you’re you’re suddenly brought back to the day where he left you heartbroken— and the days where you were left all by yourself to pick up the pieces of your broken heart.

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[markets]

so twitter is here now huh

welcome! twitter is hell so glad to have you guys. im doing the same thiing everyone else is doing, tumblr advice for new people under the cut, if you dont feel like reading it all the most important things are in bold (click keep reading):

- since its relevant, if a post is very long use one of those things ^ so that its more comfortable for people scrolling! its the one on the right below. theres no character limit on here so please use this when necessary lol

- reblogging stuff you like is important, especially art and writing! thats really the only way to push content on here and the like to rb ratio on mcytblr tends to be terrible so its very appreciated. if you REALLY like it you can leave nice comments in the reply section or in the tags as well! people appreciate them a lot :] if you want to rb something but dont want it appearing on your blog right now, theres a little arrow next to the post button and if you click on it, you’ll get the option to queue the post, meaning it appears on your blog later (you can adjust exactly when in the queue settings, found under the little profile icon)

- you can choose how private you want to be. ive seen so many people be like “dont say your name. dont say your age. dont make an intro post.” or “put your entire medical history in your carrd” but i feel like you can choose how you want to present yourself on here! you dont have to say anything about yourself if you want, or you can make a fun intro post/carrd with the things you like, or you can just say your name (or moniker), whether youre a minor or not, and pronouns, or anything else! its up to you, and here you dont really have to worry about getting doxxed so. obviously dont give out your address or anything but yeah :]

- ^kind of going off what i just said, if you want friends on here, you can make an intro/looking for mutuals post and put your interests in the tag section! thats how i found lots of my mutuals. honestly just use the tags in general, because its the only way to get your posts out there other than rbs and its much better than speaking into the void. dont put tags unrelated to the post itself though, people dont really like it. tumblr prioritizes the first 5 tags on a post ive heard, so be mindful of that, especially if youre an artist or writer!

- on the subject of tags, if youre going to critique a dsmp character, feel free to do so, just tag it appropriately! for example, if youre making a post that criticizes c!philza, tag it as #c!philza critical. also, please dont tag dsmp/mcyt posts as mine//craft or mine//blr (censoring it so it doesnt appear in the search), people who just want to hear about the game dont appreciate it. also, please dont tag or1gin smp (censoring again) for posts about the hybrid smp with tommy, ranboo, tubbo, etc because an active fandom already uses that tag, use osmp instead :]

- discourse isnt really common on here, but if youre going to talk about it, tag it as #discourse so that people can blacklist it. oh yeah i forgot to talk about that, you can blacklist tags in settings, which is great for triggers or anything you just dont want to see. id suggest blacklisting all forms of whatever the tag is (for example, dont just blacklist #tw gore, blacklist #gore tw, #gore cw, #cw gore, and #gore as well). lots of blogs (like mine) operate on an ask to tag basis, meaning that if you send them an ask asking to tag a specific thing, they will!

- speaking of asks, people love them! ive never met someone who doesnt like getting an ask, regardless of how random it is. if you like someones content or want to be their friend, feel free to send an ask, anonymous or not! i think this goes without saying but just in case, sending anon hate is heavily frowned upon, its kind of a pussy move as well tbh so dont do it

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[tutyayilmazz]

Translation of a nice interview with chuso:

After receiving the title of Honoured Coach of UZB she wants to open her own gym even more. The president promised to make this happen, and that it will be the best club around.

They show the silly dance she does on her Insta at the meeting of the President & UZB team and says that shows her typical daily mood - she's very a very positive & happy person

They ask whether the title makes up for the incident with the flag at the OG. She says you can't relate the two. She's not the person to hold a grudge and has let it go and moved on.

Her brother did gym and started taking her with him she she wouldn't be at home alone. For the first while she trained with the boys because she liked it better with them. When she was 8 she moved to the girls group.

It's just coincidence that she ended up in gymnastics as she doesn't have a sporty family, had never seen gym on TV or watched the OG. When people asked her as a kid what she wanted to be she would say "a policeman" as she had no concept of being a gymnastics champion

She was first noticed by the national team at the Komsomolka competition in Tashkent, a jnr comp for KMS level, she thinks in 1987. Aleksandrov was the head coach at that time. She won the AA and was invited to Round Lake for the 1st time

She actually didn't like the 1st training camp at all. It was a different regime and expectations, and she also felt the other girls weren't very nice. Now she understands that it was because it was very competitive to get on the team

When the USSR collapsed she never had any thoughts about going to compete for Russia. She came back to UZB and only thought about competing for them. Her parents were actually working and living in Russia, but she stayed in UZB

Her coach was in UZB, she had grown up as a gymnast there. She never actually wanted to compete for another country.

She's asked what kind of official privileges etc her titles have granted her and she's not sure! She says she will find out as now she has time to :) She knows that you do get a lifetime pension for titles and Olympic medals.

Toyota was the sponsor of the Bundesliga club she was competing for at the time her son was ill & provided the guarantee for him to get a place in the hospital. They needed this in case they didn't manage to raise the funds to prove that the cost of treatment would still be paid.

After she got her citizenship there was never any pressure on her to compete and win medals for Germany, it was completely up to her whether she wanted to or not.

Her coach in Germany was Zhanna Polyakova who is originally from BLR. Oksana credits her with teaching her how to get enjoyment from and love gymnastics.

She always planned on returning to UZB once her son was better. The host says many people might be surprised at this decision after having lived in Germany. She felt the opposite :) She loves Tashkent & adores UZB, it's her home.

There was no issue transferring back to competing for UZB, Germany gave the release and UZB accepted, no animosity from Germany for leaving and UZB happy to have her back!

She just knew Tokyo would be her last time competing, and not that she doesn't love gymnastics any more, just that it was time.

Oksana thanks the host for being the first to name & describe all her own elements correctly! She explains that most of them came about spontaneously, ie doing the twist in the 1st salto wasn't working so they tried it on the 2nd.

They never purposefully tried to be innovative, didn't always know if they were the 1st person to do it etc.

She is asked to explain how difficult her skills are to the layperson. She uses the HS 540 vault as an example and says there are only about 5 people in the world who do it. Asked to name them, she says Moreno, Steingruber, the Korean gymnast, Akhaimova & her.

She doesn't consider herself a legend or a hero. She's a person who does something she enjoys. Asked how she would label herself in the sports world she says "just a good person".

Her decision to finish after Tokyo felt easy until her last performance when she got the standing ovation and had tears in her eyes. Then she realised it wasn't that simple! [I'm gonna cry again 😭😭😭]

Re flag incident. Still doesn't know the reason that happened & so doesn't have much to say. Thinks if they weren't sure they shouldn't have announced it. Athletes are sensitive, take things to heart and that the officials didn't think about how much that could affect someone.

She cried a lot that night and was really upset about it. It's still very painful, and you could see it in her eyes in the interview :(

It did affect her performance. She didn't have the same fire in her eyes & same adrenaline as usual. During the OG she didn't read any media about her etc. Mentions she spoke with Nemov, Boginskaya later - they know her well enough to leave her alone at the time.

The host compliments her and says she saw all the photos of her with the RUS, USA team etc at the OG and that she looks amazing. Oksana says "I know!"

She jokes about how in warm up etc the younger gymnasts are so respectful to her, sometimes they offer for her to go ahead of them etc and it's like letting elders get on the bus first :)

Her plans now are to live a full life, open her gym and enrol kids, raise new stars, and enjoy life.

Asked about current situation with gymnastics in UZB she says they have good juniors and so it's okay. Explains its very hard to qualify a team. Doing so for 2024 isn't realistic but they will try to do so by 2028.

She will try to enrol as many kids as possible at her gym as she knows the more you start with, the better chance that some will continue to a high level.

She names upcomers in UZB as Dildora Aripova, Anastasiya Mishnichenko and also that they have new seniors next year so should have a full team at the Asian Games.

Asked what is the meaning of life. Oksana struggles to think of an answer, but decides it is to make the world a kinder place. It's not sport, that's a hobby. She knows that people are kind, just sometimes they don't know it themselves :)

[idorkish]

Fly Away - Chapter 6

A/N - Hints of smut, some angst, smoking. Tried something different with POV. Sorry for how late this was posted LOL If your name is struck out, it means that I could not tag you in this. 

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Angel’s POV-----------

The universe always seems to know what you want the most and dangle it in front of your face before cruelly snatching it away. It is a sadistic entity that thoroughly enjoys snatching away hopes of happiness from you. Maybe it’s just me. Maybe I’m just paying for all the bad done in my and my father’s life so far. Or maybe I’m just being melodramatic because it’s been over three months since I last got laid. Our last gig was also about three months ago, I wonder if there’s any correlation. 

Coming back from the gig, everything seemed to be going well. I was legit happy. I heard more and more from Precious and she brought little Tiki to come up and see me a couple of times. There were no lockdowns that forced me to miss class and work. I was making decent tips at the coffee shop from all the old grandma and grandpa regulars. I got to see Herman a few times, away from the prying eyes of the club. It. was. Fantastic. Until it wasn’t. 

I should have seen it coming. 

I learned that Happy was finally putting his Nomad streak to rest, in favor of coming to Tacoma. Bambi was a little hellion back in Charming, giving Jax and Opie a run for their money. I swear, she’s gonna whip that club into shape one day. This should have made me ecstatic, and for a brief moment of time, it did. 

I don’t know what I thought, I knew Herman and I weren’t serious. There would be no “happily ever after” or riding off into the sunset. He’s a Son and I’m the daughter of a Son. There is no mixing of the two. I at least thought we’d keep on good terms. I was not expecting such a cold shoulder from the man anytime we were in the same room. 

I didn’t think much of it at first. I hadn’t been to the clubhouse in a while and felt like I was ignoring everyone. Granted, I had reached out to SAMCRO multiple times, hoping to get some updates on how everyone was doing. All I was met with was vague responses. SAMTAC was no better. 

 Herman and Happy had become inseparable. Part of me wondered if he was back to his old ways or if Herman was using Happy’s presence as a way to keep away from me. The gig had been our first and last time together. I couldn’t help but take this personally, how else was I supposed to take it? 

 I decided it was time to visit the clubhouse once again. I figured it would be nice to take them all some treats from the shop, as well as some actual good coffee. Johnny had said he would tag along but it felt like I needed to see them on my own. I didn’t realize that they were having a party and for the first time in my life around this club, I felt like an outsider. I found Lorca and made my way towards him, handing off the sweets and coffee. I knew it was unwise, he was going to eat all of it before anyone else, but what the hell. Darla was busy making her way through the crowd and entertaining everyone and no one seemed to notice that I was there. 

“What’s all this?”

I had barely taken my eye off Lorca so when I turned back to see the crumbs covering his mouth and chin, I couldn’t help but break out in laughter. He attempted to wipe it with his arm, but it only made things worse as the icing spread across his face and beard more. 

“Patch party. Prospect got voted in the other day so, well, what ya see here! I thought Kozik told you about it? He told us you were busy working or some shit.”

For a brief moment, I was stunned but I turned to Lorca and smiled, “That’s right! I got off early tonight. Forgot all about this! Let me make my rounds!”

I felt like I couldn’t get away from him fast enough. I’m not sure how I was able to do it but I went almost unavoided for an hour after getting there. Staying at the bar, I nursed my beer and watched the scene before me. 

Darla was still making her way around, constantly getting pulled around by different members to talk to her. Lorca was off to the other side of the bar, still eating the treats and drinking the coffee. The rest of the men were scattered around the clubhouse with random croweaters swarming around them. The no-longer Prospect was in the middle of the largest group, laughing loudly as he told an animated story. Staring from the bar, it was such an interesting sight to me. I had grown up with this and the sights, smells, and noises made me feel like I was home. But there was still a feeling like being an outsider. I know I will never be fully part of the lifestyle, and I have been ok with this for as long as I can remember. 

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The door to the clubhouse opened and two laughing figures made their way through. Angel turned her eyes and watched as two men came through, their arms wrapped around women in short-shorts and barely-there-tops. Angel took a long swig of her beer as she realized that it was Happy and Herman making their way inside. The girl wrapped in Herman’s arms turned into him, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down. Angel clenched the bottle and she watched him lower his head to this other woman. It told her exactly what she needed to know. 

Angel finished up her beer and made her way toward Darla. “Momma D!” She called out. 

The older woman turned her head and smiled wide. “My sweet baby girl, when did you get here?” 

She waved her hands for Angel to come closer and then wrapped her arms tightly around her. “I wasn’t expecting you! I thought you were working tonight?”

Angel shrugged and gave the older woman a smile. “I got here not too long ago. There was a change in my schedule so I brought some treats and coffee but Lorca got to me first.”

Darla laughed but never let her arms fall from Angel’s waist. Instead, she ushered Angel around with her, making sure to stop by the various broken off groups to chat before making their way to the next. 

It wasn’t long before Angel forgot the brief moments of hurt. She was finally having a good time reconnecting with the men and women she counted as family. Angel was sitting on a stool near the pool table, joking with those playing. An arm wrapped around her shoulder and Angel briefly froze. 

“Staying away from me kiddo?” The gruff voice let Angel relax as she smiled and leaned against the slim body next to her. 

“Heya Uncle Hap.  Course I’m not! I’ve been here while you’ve been fooling around with them crows.” Her voice was teasing and caused Happy to chuckle as he squeezed her shoulder. 

Angel felt content to lean against Happy as everyone made their way over to talk to Happy.. She felt so content she didn’t realize eyes glancing her way. In her gut, she knew who it was consistently looking her way, but being with the closest thing to home was enough for Angel not to care for the moment. It helped that Happy kept his arm slung around her shoulder and kept her close. Angel knew it would be weird for a lot of them to see Happy showing as much affection as he was, but the more veteran club members understood - SAMCRO was more than a club, it was a family. Happy had watched Angel grow, he was also the only connection to Bambi and the others at this moment. 

The No-longer-a-prospect came over and Angel did her best to stop the roll of her eyes. The last time she had seen him, he was trying so hard to get into her pants and Kozik and made him go away. “Happy! Nice to see you again man. Who’s your friend here?”

Angel turned and stared up at the man, “Not interested and off-limits. I’m gonna go see if Darla needs help, Hap.” 

She left as quickly as she could and made her way towards the clubhouse kitchen. It would be the only place that no one would be in and she would be able to breath for a moment. Pushing open the door, the last thing Angel expected to see was Herman leaning back against the counter, his eyes closed and head thrown back and his hands guided a kneeling brunette’s head back and forth on his cock. Angel watched for a moment, shocked, before muttering a quick ‘sorry’ and heading back to the main room and continuing out the front door. 

The cool air was a nice relief for Angel. She leaned back against the hood of her car and fished out a smoke. She normally wasn’t one to smoke but it was becoming more of a common habit that she wasn’t fond of. Pulling a drag of nicotine calmed her frazzled nerves. Logically, she knew she shouldn’t be mad. They hooked up a couple times, they weren’t anything else. But she couldn’t help it, she was pissed. She was also horny as hell, which made her even more pissed off. There was something about watching him be pleasured that did something to her. She didn’t have long to keep thinking about it as she watched Happy walk her way. 

“Since when do you smoke?” 

Angel couldn’t help but laugh at the face he was making. It had been a while since she had really seen anyone, she had forgotten they didn’t know of the habit. “Eh, the diner gets me stressed. Still kinda a new habit. Don’t look so shocked. Y'all smoked all the time. You should be more surprised that it’s taken me this long.”

Happy shrugged and took the cig from her hand, taking a long drag for himself. “Still weird. Keep forgetting how grown you got while away. What happened there?” 

Angel tilted her head and cocked her brow. She wanted to be nonchalant and try to keep the real reason to herself. “Saw things I wish I hadn’t. I keep forgetting how nasty y’all start getting and don’t care about a thing called privacy when in the clubhouse.”

Happy just laughed and wrapped an arm around her shoulder, pulling her close and placing a kiss to her temple before handing back the cigarette. “Let me know if douche bothers you again. Member or not, you’re off limits. He knows better. Plus they all know you got someone. When do I get to meet this “Johnny”?”

Angel only laughed and leaned further into Happy’s arms. “I love you Hap.”

The man chuckled and held her tighter as they stayed outside smoking their cigarettes, both blissfully unaware of being watched.