#btw don’t let me ever be a poet

[joemama-2]

ten reasons i love you

pairing: gojo x fem reader tags/warnings: angst, angst, angst, light fluff, smut, death, divider by @cafekitsune

word count: 2459

Reason #1: you’re patient

Sometimes, I get a little jealous. I wish I were like you, and I try to be, but no one could ever be like you. You handled every situation, every wrongdoing, every argument, every fight, with grace. A simple and natural elegance.

Every time, it proved why I fell in love with you. 

But, I love when you’re patient with me. I know I can be hard to handle sometimes, annoying, or an “ass”, whichever name you decided to grace me with that day. You stayed with me, even when sometimes I wished you hadn’t. Because I knew you deserved, deserve, better.

“Can’t you just tell me all the reasons now?”

“Nope, that would ruin the surprise. You get your next reason next week.”

A gentle kiss to the forehead, followed by one to your cheeks, nose, and then lips.

Reason #2: the way you laugh

I know it’s getting hard to do that now, but when you finally do, it’s the most pleasant sound my ears have ever heard, that my body has ever felt when you giggle against my neck. It sounds like a sweet melody, one that makes you warm. One that makes you smile, without noticing. 

I don’t think anyone could ever have as beautiful as laugh as you do. Even then, it wouldn’t compete.

The way you laugh sounds so natural like you don’t care who hears. I miss your laughs so much. Whenever I hear it, in that moment, everything is okay. Everything is perfect. Because you’re perfect. 

It’s the sound of joy that fills up a room and my heart. I wish I could listen to it forever.

“I didn’t take you for a poet.”

Satoru laughs, dimple more prominent. “I can be cute when I want to.”

You smile, followed by your oh-so-precious laugh. He practically melts on the spot. He can hear the rattling in your chest he’s unfortunately become familiar with. But his face doesn’t fall, instead, he holds you closer and presses a kiss to your hairline. 

It feels like just yesterday when you both got the news, when your lives changed. It’s the second week, but he just prays for time to slow down. For he’s not ready for the future. 

Reason #3: your determination

It’s so beautiful to see. The way you try and try, even after failure. The way you never give up. Maybe it’s because you’re a bit stubborn, but you never back down. It’s a quiet strength about you that I hope you can make loud one day.

You’re fierce, but quiet. Determinated, but timid. I’ve never seen those combinations before, but now that I have, I love it. 

“I wish I was still strong enough.”

His heart breaks at the sight before him, along with your resigned tone of voice. Pushing some strands of hair out of your eyes. “Listen,” he murmurs, head titling. “You are strong, then and now. You will always be strong. Do you want to know why?”

“Why?”

“Because I know you. And I know you’re not ready to give up, just like I’m not giving up on you. We’ll both fight this. In the end, I’ll buy you that ice cream you really like.”

Tears fill your eyes, a sad smile playing on your lips. “Okay, I can’t wait.”

Reason #4: your creativity

I know you’re trying to find ways to take your mind off the now, I am too. I didn’t think someone was capable of picking up on hobbies so fast, but the gloves you knitted me say otherwise. Oh, and the cute little crotchet animals that now take residency on my side of the bed. But I’ll let that slide, just for you. (The little gray bunny is my enemy, btw.)

I wish I was as creative as you. It’s like your juices just get flowing and once you start, you don’t stop. I love seeing it happen in real-time. It makes you happy, I know that. So it makes me happy too.

I’ve been getting more yarn now when I’m out, it’s kind of just like second nature now, I guess. They’re starting to pile up, but I hope one day they’ll all be gone. 

“Keep her off her feet more.” The doctor tells Satoru, who currently stands with a pensive expression, fingers curling around your own. “Your wife needs all the rest she can get, so if you can, keep her on bedrest with less strenuous activities.”

Bedrest. 

That word alone shakes you to your core, a prime example of your deteriorating condition. You can hear your weakened heart pound in your ears, tears threatening to fall from your eyes. If you’re being advised to be put on bed rest, what hope is left for you?

Almost none.

Reason #5: how you care about people

“That’s ironic, isn’t it?” You huff out, a wince soon taking over. 

Satoru’s comforting hand places itself on your pale one, smiling. “Just keep reading.”

With one final breath out, your eyes travel down to the small journal, reading today’s entry.

You have a certain way of making people feel seen. Including others in conversation, making sure no one is left out. You listen when needed, comfort when needed, and give advice when needed. Even if you’re not doing the best yourself.

You make people feel important, make me feel important. You look beyond titles and hierarchies and just see…me. 

If someone’s at their lowest, you make them feel seen. I’ve seen it, I’ve experienced it, and I love it.

You don’t even know you’re reaching out for him until his arms wrap securely around your waist. Careful not to drop his full weight onto your frail body. But god do you wish he did, you missed how things were before.

Hot tears stain his shirt and Satoru feels his own set begin to let loose. He’s always been good at comforting you when you’re crying, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t cry with you. 

Reason #6: the way you make the mundane beautiful 

“Mundane.” You repeat, coughing. 

“Mundane.” Satoru confirms, holding your hands. “Do you think mundane is bad?”

“I feel like I can’t even do mundane things now.”

His head shakes. “You can, and you do. Life is mundane with you, but it’s also exciting, beautiful.”

With a jut of his chin towards the journal, you take the hint and continue reading.

How you can turn something so ordinary into something magical is still beyond me. Maybe you’re a secret witch (I would like that). You look for the beauty in things.

The way the sun hits the leaves, the sound of rain, or the way our hands fit together. You see the world in a way no one else does.

I see the beauty in you too. When your nose crinkles because of my “smelly” socks, your head tilting when you’re confused, or even that look you give me when I say something stupid or funny. I like admiring you, and I like the way you admire. 

Reason #7: how you make me a better person

There’s a resounding thump noise as you throw the journal into the wall. Health slowly failing along with your own mental stability. Satoru holds back a frown, feeling himself uncomfortably shift beside you.

“What’s wrong, baby?” He gently asks.

“I don’t wanna read anymore.” Your voice is bordering on unrecognizable, the rattling in your chest more prominent.

He heaves a small sigh, walking over to pick the book up and back to you. Sitting on the edge of the bed and carefully regarding you with an examining gaze. “Why not?”

Many reasons. “I-It just makes me emotional, Satoru.” 

“What’s wrong with that?”

“Everything!” You shout, looking at him with a pitiful expression. “I’m already fucked up as it is, I don’t wanna cry anymore!”

God, is this really testing his emotional resilience. But that’s not what you need right now. “I know, I know you don’t, baby. But look at it like this,” he scoots closer, fingers intertwining with yours. “There’s nothing wrong with crying, it means we’re still human, it makes us feel….complete sometimes. And I know you’re trying hard to hold everything in, I see it. But please, just let everything out, don’t worry about the mess. Because I’m here.”

Your hands tremble, no longer fighting back your tears as you hesitantly reach for the outstretched journal and read, tears wetting the page. He holds you close.

You challenge me, in the best way. You push me to be more rational, logical, to be more punctual and caring. You push me to be the best me, you encourage my beliefs and ideas, and you’re there for me when something doesn’t fall through.

Without you, I can’t be who I am today. Without you, I’m not me.

You’ve made me the best me, by just being yourself. 

Next week, you’re saying bye to your forever home. Being forced to spend your last days in an uncomfortable hospital with a scent that you hate. This is the last time you’ll walk these halls, use that stove, watch that TV, sleep in that bed.

You cling to him like a lifeline, sometimes you wish he was. 

Soft cries fill the otherwise dim and quiet room, his arms wrapped around your body. Your arms are around his neck, legs opened wide enough so he can fully accommodate his body between them. The way he deliciously slides in and out, in the slowest and gentlest manner, all for your sake. Small moans and grunts fall from your guys’ lips.

The last time he’ll ever make love to you.

“Reason #8: the way you love me.” 

You almost break down even more at the sound of his cracking voice, noticing the shaky inhale he does as he looks down at you, hips moving in a steady motion. 

“You love me so fully, so unconditionally.” he starts off, grunting quietly as your walls squeeze around him. “It’s not about perfection with you. It’s about the way you choose me. Every day, even when we’re not at our best. I know I’m loved because you show it, every moment, in a thousand little ways.”

His lips kiss and gently suck on your pulse point, tongue darting out to lick and savor your sweaty skin. The tip of his cock hits your g-spot in a rhythm that has you whimpering out, nails digging into his shoulders. Your head tilts back slightly, he guides it back with one free hand and kisses you passionately. 

He swallows your moans and tastes your tears. His tears fall onto your cheeks, mixing in with everything. 

This isn’t just about sex, but it’s about being one with each other. It’s about savoring each other like it’s your last breath, melting into each other’s bodies, and loving you in the most intimate way.

He commits this to memory. 

Satoru stays by your side every day and every night. He doesn’t leave, even when he’s prompted by you to eat and sleep. But he can’t, not when this could be the last time he’ll ever talk to you. 

You look so fragile, so out of place in the hospital bed. The gown one size too big and he just wanted to take you in his arms and into a far-away place. Away from the hospital, away from this heart condition, and just with him. 

You can barely even keep your eyes fully open, multiple wires running through your body to keep you conscious. But you still hold onto his hand, tightly, as if you never want to let go.

And you don’t. Neither does Satoru,

Pale skin and dry lips. Everything about you screams illness. No matter that, you force yourself to stay coherent while he reads. 

“Reason #:9”, he looks at you, “the way you feel like home.”

Satoru forces his voice to remain steady, smiling at you. “Being with you is a safe place, a shelter from this cruel and dirty world. No matter where I am, where you are, where we are, I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be. You make me feel seen, understood, loved. Nothing else matters but us. Your touch, your voice, your presence, that’s all home to me, and I’m so happy I finally found my home.”

Warm tears slowly trickle down your cheeks, your smile feeling like it’s too hard to handle. “You’re my home too, Satoru. I….I don’t wanna leave home.”

A shaky breath. “You won’t.” His hand squeezes you tighter, planting a chaste kiss on your cracked lips. “I’ll always be here, I’ll always follow you. Just keep holding onto me, okay?”

“O-okay.” You croak out, sniffling. 

That night, he falls asleep with you. Holding you like he always does. Whispering sweet nothings into your ear, thumb tracing lazy circles on your knuckles. Your warmth keeps him going, but it also makes him sleepy.

It’s only then does he realizes something. 

He’s happy. He’s so, so happy. He’s with you, you’re with him, and everything else fades away. Because it’s just you two. As much as it hurts, he wants you to go peacefully, and with him.

So, as the hours pass and when he opens his eyes. He’s met with a cold body, an unmoving form in his arms. And tears mixing in with your hair as he hugs you tight one last time.

“Reason #10.”

He sets the bouquet of white roses down on the cold stone, kneeling down before it. Your name stares back at him. 

“The best one, in my opinion. You know….I really hate how I couldn’t tell you this last one in person. But you’re still listening, aren’t you?” He places his hand above your name and a small gust of wind replies back. He smiles. 

“The way you taught me to live.”

“You taught me to how to live, not just in ‘big moments’, but in the small ones too. The moments that matter. The times we spent together, the quiet talks, the laughter, the shared silences. You’ve shown me that life isn’t about counting days—it’s about making days count.”

After leaving, he can’t help but cry. Fingers twitching by his sides, ears ringing. He blocks out the world. Until there’s a small rustling in the bushes beside him. He stops and looks.

He laughs.

“Guess you’re still keeping an eye on me, huh?”

Staring back, a cute little gray bunny. Its ears twitch, as if acknowledging him.

He takes a step closer, then kneels down, his voice softening. "Don’t worry. I’ll be okay. I promise."

He looks at the bunny one last time before standing up and walking away, feeling an inexplicable sense of comfort. 

[stardew-shitposterino]

Most to least likely Stardew Valley Bachelor to be lovey dovey in a relationship

Ok peeps, I’m in the mood for some random posting. Since some of you enjoy it, I’ll commit to it ! Why not 🤷🏼‍♀️so let’s goooo✈️

Oh and btw: a bit of NSFW again because I’m a degenerate lol. Soz to the minors 🫣

1. Elliott:

-Elliott is the obvious choice, isn’t he ?

-this man has no chill when it comes to showing you how much he loves you

-he isn’t huge on baby talk, but he’s huge on medieval Shakespearean reenactment to show his love to you

-you might not always understand where his play on words come from, but it sure as hell makes you blush like a mess

-whenever you and him have a sleepover, he leaves a note on your table that reminds you of how much he adores you! So cute 🥰

-flowers, romantic dates, evenings spent at the pub sitting on his lap while he caresses your hair, marvelling at it with a slightly drunken gaze and red cheeks 😫🫡😍😏

-…I just know that guy eats you out like no other…I said what I said 🥸

2. Sam

-ok hear me out! Before you come for my throat, I think he is more likely to be very love drunken than some of the other choices. It’s a close call for the second place, but I believe he deserves it

-overused but I don’t care: he has the golden retriever energy. Maybe it’s his ADHD, but regardless, he’s a pure boy

-he might be a little anxiously attached to you because he won’t leave your side during your honeymoon phase

-he wants to hold your hand or touch you in some way all the time. He just loves having you close 🥺

-expect him to kiss you senseless whenever he can. Preferably in private because he doesn’t want his mum to find out through bystanders, that would be embarrassing. Other than that, he wouldn’t care for the life of him. If he can pepper your neck with little kissies, he will

-speaking of kisses: he’s generally a huge fan of intense make out sessions. He prefers them over sex any time. Not that he doesn’t like the other stuff, but to him, it just hits different

-imagine that blushy, heated face when you pull away 😳 eyes hazy and hair even more disheveled than before, just adoringly gazing back into yours and smiling ever so slightly (😩😭🫨)

3. Alex

-“still no Harvey?! What’s wrong with you!?”

-I know I KNOW. I know that Harvey is a sweet boy in the game who tells you a lot of cute stuff, but idk. Something about Alex makes me believe he will be more likely the kind of partner to be sweet and a bit cringe yet adorable when it comes to the person he loves

-he might not be a poet, but he shows his adoration in other ways

-back 👏🏻 hugs 👏🏻

-generally hugging you? He will do it all the time. Any time. He will climb through your small living room window to hug you at least once a day if he has to

-for some reason, he likes kissing your arms. Don’t ask me to elaborate, he just does. Like kissing them up and down. Oh and your thighs 👀 it doesn’t even necessarily lead to anything explicit, he just loves them so much

-he will tell you how you’re the love of his life and how he cannot wait to see you two grow old together. He will lay in bed with you, maybe just watching tv and randomly blurt out something like this: “wow, who would have thought that we’d end up like this, meeting in this tired town. Having you by my side, I might be the luckiest guy to ever exist.”

-Alex frequents the beach to talk to his deceased mother. It’s kinda sweet in a way because he will talk to her about the things happening in his life. Pre-dating as well as in the midst of your relationship, he tells her so much about you, wishing she was still alive to have met you as you are the best thing that has ever happened to him 😭

-Alex is a hunky boy, but he loves bathing with you :3 something about it just makes him feel extremely euphoric 🥰 but he will cup your boobs the whole time lmfao (no matter what kind you have). That might also lead to him kissing your neck the whole time till both of you are in the mood 😶‍🌫️👀

4. Harvey

-Harvey at forth ?! HARVEY?! COME OOOON

-yes, I know. But that doesn’t mean he isn’t cute and affectionate with you ! This ranking is pretty close as all of the bachelors have their qualities that make them good partners 🥺 it’s just based on my own headcanons or assumptions about what they might be like

-ok so Harvey is a little anxious mess but LOVES to be a real gentleman when he’s in love

-I’m talking putting on his finest Jazz and dancing with you in your living room, slow dancing while just enjoying each other’s closeness 👀😍

-Harvey shows his affection mostly through everyday things. Like making you coffee in the morning or cleaning up for you. Not to mention peppering you when you’re sick as well as doing small gestures that show you that he cares and wants to make the effort for you

-Harvey LOVES to put your foreheads together while holding you close. Since he’s way taller than you, he has to crouch a little in order to make it work (it’s so cute omfg 😭😤🥰😍💀🫣🫨😫)

-forehead kisses too 😭👏🏻😫 he’s all about soft, sweet affection

-there are many headcanons about spicy Harvey and I get where this is coming from, but I do believe that his sweet, pure side is predominant. Like yes he will want to sleep with you, you’re a couple and he’s not asexual, so why wouldn’t he want to do that 🤷🏼‍♀️

-speaking of this, he loves to lay in bed with you in your post-coital state. Like of course he enjoys the deed, but what he enjoys even more is the after math that consists of laying together, skin to skin, just talking or laying there in silence and enjoying each other. It gives him the feeling of being one with you, of growing even closer than before 🥺

5. Sebastian

-Sebby can be a really cute guy once he lets his guard down, but I don’t think he is the most obvious in love even when he is very infatuated with you

-he just isn’t that kind of guy, you know?

-Sebastian loves to cuddle with you in bed, especially while playing video games. His room is his safe space and sharing that space with you while doing something he enjoys, it’s just perfect to him

-he will show you how much he likes you by taking you on small adventures despite being a homebody. He didn’t fix up that motorcycle for nothing. Just you and him outside, discovering new places. It’s something he doesn’t offer to just anyone

-in public, he’s very reserved and doesn’t feel comfortable showing his affection, but at home? He latches on you and won’t let go. Of course he needs his space every once in a while, but it’s not rare for him to try and crawl under your shirt with you just to feel your warmth (he’s very cold most of the time)

-he loves touching your tummy. Ok ok I know this one is controversial but he just loves it. When you’re a little soft and he can grab onto something soft and warm? Oh boy, he will….he will 👁️ he also loves kissing your abdomen. Again, don’t ask me, I have my reasons

-when it comes to intimacy, he surprisingly prefers giving over taking. I have a feeling he prefers non-penetrative sex more ? At least speaking of “traditional” straight sex. Again, don’t ask, I cannot explain. So I imagine when he’s in a relationship with an AFAB farmer, he will want to either eat them out or finger them senseless because it brings him pleasure. It’s very specific I know but it feels right🤷🏼‍♀️

6. Shane

-you all know by now that I have a mild obsession with this guy, but yeah…I gotta admit he isn’t cutting it in this ranking

-it’s not that he isn’t capable of giving a lot of love, but he has his barriers that keep him from showing his love freely

-he will get there eventually, but before that, he’s very…well…tense ? He has a hard time initiating romantic gestures or telling you nice things

-again it’s not because he doesn’t want to, it’s that he is in his own head too much that he cannot garner the courage to do so. You’re dating but he still suspects it’s all a tasteless joke on him

-in those moments when Shane beats his inner critics, he can be such a sweetheart omfg

-I’m speaking kissing you behind your ear, caressing your waist and whispering sweet nothings in your ear. He isn’t very eloquent most of the time, but when the moment is right, he just knows what to say to you to make you feel loved

-Shane is the type of person to show his affection through mild bullying and joking around. He might be calling you a dwarf or giant (depending on your height difference) make fun of little things you do that he notices, but it’s never in bad taste. He always makes sure you know it’s just silly banter that usually ends in you two fighting playfully and then tumbling on top of each other, laughing and kissing 🥺🥰

-this man, this man loves when you sleep on his chest. On a lazy Sunday watching tv or just when he wakes up in the morning, noticing your head’s weight on him. It makes him feel useful, like he can protect you (let’s ignore that the farmer slays monsters as a side hustle, k). He will kiss your head ever so softly and whisper how much he loves you while doing it 😌

-if you want him to be the kind to hold your hand in public or kiss you, you’ve set your money on the wrong horse (rehab was supposed to be a fresh start), because he is not that kind of man, sorry 🤷🏼‍♀️ he will start to do it once he gets comfortable enough with you, but it’s not that much. PDA just isn’t in it with this guy 😤

-his spicy side? He has plenty spice, but when he’s in the mood for some romance, he likes it slow and sensual. It’s a bit out of character for him, but sometimes he just wants to enjoy your presence and the slow build up of excitement and arousal. Expect him to enjoy guided self-pleasure. Picture it like this: he sits behind you, taking your hand and guiding it through the process of what you’d do to yourself 🫣 while, again, whispering hot stuff in your ear (yeah my version of him is into whispering lmfao). That’s the good stuff 😫

[beetheyapper]

MUSIC I THINK THE POETS WOULD ENJOY

this is not time period accurate but i do not care. i at least tried to keep it pre-2000s. also i’m 100% projecting my music taste onto them. deal with it? spotify playlists, each of which has around 30 songs, are linked below each description ! i spent forever on this 😭

Charlie Dalton

i’m not sure that i could pinpoint very many artists he’d particularly like, but this is a classic rock boy right here. he’d be into ac/dc, motley crue, led zeppelin, etc. perhaps a bit of duran duran (this is where i’m projecting the most.) songs about s3x and women, and songs that make him feel like the rebel he is. (this playlist has been gale hansen approved on twitter btw)

Neil Perry

oh i just know this kid would be into some funk and pop, especially 80s and perhaps even new wave (i’m again projecting). now THIS is a duran duran fan (specifically their early stuff), which is unsurprising since the lead singer has a drama degree. he’d also probably like fleetwood mac, and would be well-versed in the band’s drama. duran duran, wham!, fleetwood mac, abba, maybe even some hall & oates. songs with complex lyrics and also songs that make him wanna dance. lots of upbeat stuff because though he has things that bother him, he’d rather do anything but dwell on them.

Todd Anderson

honestly, considering they’re roommates, i feel like neil would’ve had a bit of an impact on todd’s music taste, so there’s some band influence there—but regardless, i think todd would be into more mellow and emotional songs. jeff buckley comes to mind, along with the eagles, the beatles and maybe a splash of the smiths also pls pretend now and then didn’t come out last year. he would also be letting it linger i fear

Knox Overstreet

knox would be similar to Charlie, as they probably bond over shared music taste just as much as everything else. very heavy on the classic rock, but a lean more towards songs about needing someone and love songs as he pines for Chris. Tom Petty, Robert Palmer, The Cars, and a bunch of songs introduced to him by Charlie. He sticks more to genre/theme than to a specific artist methinks

Richard Cameron

contrary to what some may think, i think Cameron would absolutely groove to some rock n roll. HOWEVER. he is a 60s-70s rock n roll elitist. he thinks Billy Idol’s cover of Mony Mony is a disgrace. he wholeheartedly believes the Beatles are the best band to have ever graced the planet. The Beatles, The Beach Boys. The Rolling Stones, etc. Maybe even some Simon & Garfunkel. Him and Charlie argue a lot about which decades were the best years of rock music

Gerard Pitts

free my boy. he just wants to dance he ain’t do nothing wrong. his music taste has definitely been influenced by some of the other poets, in the sense that if he hears a song with a funky beat that makes him want to dance, it’s added to his mixtape IMMEDIATELY. for this reason, i’m thinking lots of funk and groove. play that funky music white boy! Bee Gees, ABBA, Talking Heads, Pet Shop Boys, etc. as long as he can dance to it he could care less who it’s by

Steven Meeks

another old rock, but more on the calm side with some hints of folk and fun. Donovan, The Beatles (paul is his fav for sure), The Beach Boys, and he definitely loves every white person anthem, including Sweet Caroline. he likes to groove with Pitts but also like soothing music to study to !!! i had to consult my friend on this one i fear i was drawing a blank

AND THAT is my opinion on each of the poets’ music taste. did i squeeze Duran Duran into almost all of them? perhaps. they’re my fav band let me live… feel free to listen to the playlists (please listen to them. pls i don’t want to have made them in vain.) and maybe even become spotify moots with me :D

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A little something from Poet Fic, which is also somewhat of a Sick Fic! Btw I might not participate in WIP tags quite as much over the next little while. I'll see how it goes but a lot of this fic seems to contain spoilers for itself so it's tricky to pick out sections! BUT please do still tag me in things because I always want to know what people have going on! ILY!

“Did anyone ever read these? Anyone in your family?”

“No!” Carlos barks, shocked by the question - or the image it conjures. “God no. You’re the only one. And, I know you’re my soulmate and everything, but I was still never going to tell you about it.”

“Why not?”

“It’s embarrassing.”

“But you still kept it.”

“It’s possible to be embarrassed by things you’re also proud of,” Carlos says, quirking an eyebrow.

“And what is that supposed to mean?” TK bursts a laugh, rocking into him.

Carlos lets himself smile. He looks down at his little tome, his collection of secret pain that he still experiences like echoes. “This poor kid.”

“I know.”

“When I realized I’d lost all my poems in the fire, I told you I didn’t care,” Carlos says, “But I did. I actually cried. I just felt like I’d let myself down. I thought about how devastated I’d have been as a teenager, knowing everything would go up in flames like that. And the love heart for Scott – throwing it away felt like a weird betrayal.”

They look into each other’s eyes. TK sneezes.

“I think you should get some sleep,” Carlos says, handing him the box of tissues.

“Read to me.”

“To bore you to sleep?”

“I want you to prove to me that they’re bad.” TK draws a finger around the ‘O’ of Astros on Carlos’ sweatshirt. “Because I don’t believe you.”

Carlos sits up a bit so he can put his arm around TK, pulling him in to cuddle up against his chest, sneezes and all. TK takes a second to feel how loved he is, even when he messes up.

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[kimsmuse]

yunho, your bestfriend is definitely NOT yandere ♡ !!

1535 words. gender neutral!reader. warnings for perverse behaviour, manipulation, character death (sorry, dino) typical yandere kidnapping, obsession, mentions of blood.

this is more of just like warming up for me before i move into more intense plots so i apologise if it feels kinda disappointing :/ requests r open btw :D come talk to me <3

jeong yunho is not a yandere, at least that’s what he convinces himself. he just has a soft corner for you, his best friend, and that’s normal, right?

nobody could ever imagine your best friend, yunho, the one who stays eerily silent throughout the day, sitting by your side as he works on his notes, nobody even knew why he was your friend in the first place. but nobody could have imagined him being in love with you. maybe the other way around, because of the way you smiled at him, constantly were on his side, encouraged him to get out more and more but never the other way around.

let's go a spy a little on jeong yunho, shall we? because i don’t believe him one bit.

yandere!yunho who swears that he isn't in love with you, you're just another of his friends that he admires very deeply, but again, whenever he drops by your house, he finds some or the other excuse to sneak around your room, looking around as if inspecting it to know if somebody's been there but thankfully, so far he can't find he signs for an interference and steal your panties, only once or twice a month. It’s not very weird, is it?

he finds that the smell you wear is the only thing that can calm him down when he's feeling way too anxious, whether its a work issue, a final paper. you can take his mind off anything, there’s nothing bigger for him than you, but he’s so afraid to admit it. so there’s a pillow in his room sprayed with the perfume you wear and he hides it whenever he goes out, because who knows when he'd be bringing you home and he doesn't wanna creep you out. especially when there’s nothing to be scared about at all, he would never hurt you at all.

yandere!yunho who is convinced that the only reason he sees red when he sees you laugh at something mingi said is because he’s scared you'll find him a better friend tham yunho, and abandon him. there’s zero romantic feelings involved.

oh and don't get him started about the times you accidentally touch him at all. he'd write books and essays and poems on those instances because it wasn't an exaggeration when so many poets described things happening equal to the world stopping, because his does, whenever you touch his shoulder, or even at the slightest contact of your skin with his. he hates the feeling, but his denial hasn’t stopped it from happening, so he finds himself looking at you, standing in your doorway as you choose an outfit for the next day, inform you that he’s leaving because he honestly has no idea what he would do if he had to spend the night with you, he doesn’t think he has much control left, not anymore, when all you could seem to do was whine and yearn for a lover, he was right there, goddamnit.

you might think yandere!yunho is a loser, but he’s got a game with others, solid game, there’s nobody who’s ever said no to him but in front of you, he keeps on losing control of himself, losing himself. it is a blow to his self esteem that he can never even bring up the topic of his feelings, not even a bit. get a grip, yunho!

why do you make him feel this way? and why do you never feel bad for him?

at some point yunho is convinced that you're just pretending to not know anything about his plight, when you're actually clueless about it.

like how come you've never noticed the way he looks at you (because literally everybody else has, thank god they mistake it as unrequited love)

in his eyes, you’re knowingly making him lose control, edging him to the point that he just has to snap. but if you think that’s going to happen, you’re mistaken!

but all it takes for yandere!yunho to snap is this, “it feels like mr. choi constantly has a stick up his ass,” a comment by your friend, dino, (thank god mingi was sick today and couldn’t attend class) and he’s briefly sidetracked when you laugh so contagiously, his insides warm up. god, you’re so cute. but the joke wasn’t that funny, or are you that easy to please? he feels a distaste in his mouth. control, control, control, he’s always been The Calm one so why was his temper betraying him now, when he needed to control it the most? he shakes his head. just this once let him go. He makes it through the day without killing anybody. a real achievement for him.

the way dino glances at him so demeaningly has his anger threatening to spill out like an overflowing jar, but he grits his teeth, he wasn’t 17 anymore, it won’t be a juvenile case anymore.

on the other hand, you’re completely oblivious to your best friend’s feelings, no matter what he has deluded himself into thinking. and you’re into dino, the guy is funny, talented, and super cute! so when he has taken a sudden interest in cracking up jokes for you, you happily grin at him.

when you get home that evening from grocery shopping, you have a text from dino, “are you free tonight?”

and that is enough to send you giggling to pick out some clothes that don’t seem like you’ve put in an effort but still look good enough.

“my place, 8. it’s a date ;)”

uh, but, did no one teach you to sense that something is fishy when some guy you’ve been just talking to for a few days invites you over out of the blue? watch some true crime or something please.

regardless of that, you do go up to his place, just to find no answer when you knock, but when you call him, his phone is inside, so you slightly push the door, and it’s open…

another lesson is to never go into a stranger’s home on your own, you might just find your bestfriend standing over him, covered in his blood, entranced by looking at him as if he’s being hypnotized.

when you make it out in the dark, it’s too late to step out, the door creaking open would create a noise and you’re not even sure how your legs would even budge.

jeong yunho is NOT a yandere, and he made it through the entire DAY not killing anyone but the night was a different story. he was paying mr. dino a little visit when he saw his phone, his whole group chat plan of making a sextape, of making it viral and then your chat, your emojis… oh god, why do you have to be so innocent?

or were you trying to test yunho? In which case, when he wipes his face and a little blood sticks there, he thinks he’s passed.

when he looks up at you, his face is only illuminated by the streetlight coming in from the gaps of the curtains, his face glinting in the sinister light.

and you step back as he moves near you.

“are you afraid of me?” his voice makes you jump, it’s the same voice he used to say “bye, take care, see you,” just hours ago to you. “are you really? when i’m the one who loves you the most?”

“babe, look, whatever i did, i did it for you. Do you know what would have happened if i wasn’t there? something much, much worse to you, and i can’t let anything happen to you, not while i can take care of it, okay?” you nod, “and if i let him go, he would have done the same thing to someone else, and you don’t want that do you?

you shake your head.

yandere!yunho, who, under the pretext of giving you a glass of water to “calm down, ” drugs you into a deep sleep and in his defense the pill was so visible that you should have noticed! what if it was someone else? what if yunho wasn’t around to protect you! yunho, who then takes you away to some place, where that is, you would never know, was it your city? was it the south part? the view outside the window was unfamiliar to you.

yandere!yunho who is so, so, so sad whenever you bring up that he has “trapped” you here because in his eyes, this was the perfect life! after all he had done for you, the least you could do was lie a little? you didn’t even have to move a finger, everything was at your disposal, then why weren't you happy?

freedom wasn’t that important.

he doesn’t give up though, he has hope, that once you will actually look into his eyes when he's talking to you and voluntarily, without spite in your eyes for him.

he believes that you will love him, once you've realized the extent of things he's done for you and the heights he’s willing to go to.

and he promises to do whatever it takes to protect you. always and forever.

[nomsfaultau]

Daily ask №23!

Random/cursed edition!

What if I were to try and tell Fault!Wilbur where babies come from?

So. Phil has said that Tubbo's problem is not having blood in that one famous shitpost which got me into Fault in the first place. So. What if they did have blood though? Like what if some of the wax cells were filled with blood? Just spontaneously. For blood-letting purposes, yk.

I think I saw you mention somewhere that Fault!Tubbo either has or could potentially have memories from different alternative versions of themselves. Explain please?? Also does that mean that they potentially have memories from my personal au where most of my ocs and headcanons live? Btw my first reaction at that thought was "AAHH FUCK NONONONONO BITCH CHEESUS CRUST". It's not that bad though I promise I'd just be embarrassed either way.

What if. What if the Fault crew + the scp researchers got spontaneously teleported into a gacha reaction videos where they had to react to your shitposts, animations and drawings. Also throw a couple of 2018 style gacha vids in there for good measure. (While writing this I checked the lyrics of Devils don't fly and realised that it's actually a pretty serious song. Which like- damn.)

What role would the Fault crew characters get in the soldier poet king test? I do love that test a little too much maybe- here's the link to the quiz! https://uquiz.com/quiz/MYLbZ3/are-you-a-soldier-a-poet-or-a-king

This one has heavy spoilers!

1. Probably depends on how you do it, but I think he’d just take basic notes on sex-ed. Doesn’t have much puritan context of taboo or embarrassment on the subject. Fairly indifferent on the whole sex thing because he doesn’t think it’ll ever come up in his lifestyle of avoiding humans and knowing only 4 people. Probably a little irritated that its theories were so wildly off base, grumble a bit about how its own ideas about making Faustian bargains with dark entities and trading organ: [womb] for power make far more sense but whatever. He thinks pregnancy is stupid because how are you supposed to run like that? And your food is SIPHONED off by the fetus? Why can’t they get their own? And at the end you get a human. Terrible process all around. 3/10 Tommy has less ammunition to tease it now and that’s IT. 

2. Probably smell bad. Maybe they could do things like blush? Mosquitoes would go crazy for them. If this is ‘a previously weren’t a blood fruit gusher’ situation, Tubbo would be freaking out about 1. Who the muffin’s blood is this and 2. Starving 2 death babyy. Cause they really need that honey to operate. A bunch of baby larva are going to die even if all the workers can go into overdrive to feed the Hive. I think it would be very funny if Tubbo tried to break into a blood bank to donate it all. Shhh don’t worry about where this blood came from. Or what happened to the security cameras. It’s for a good cause trust trust. 

3.Heavy spoilers. The plan was that Tubbo and Wilbur get dunked through the near apocalypse via dissolving of the narrative due to SOMEONE being so depressed it fails to keep the void in check/potentially interpretable as being suicidal, thus exposing the two to pure void madness and realizing everything is a story. Which would entail having some familiarity/confusion about the source material of the dsmp, some vlogs, etc. but not necessarily AUs. But then SOMEONE turned out to be an abusive ass, and that plot point got very icky to me. I’ve been debating it for months, but realized I’m sexy and do what I want so am going to limit it to pure awareness of being a story, but not necessarily a fanfic. Still has the existential crisis of it and the philosophical implications that are going to so beautifully deal with themes of attachments, the purpose of narratives, and parallel whatever the hell trauma Tommy is dealing with during that section. But won’t actually deal with having any true awareness of stuff outside of Fault. Except maybe for realizing “Lawrence killed our muffining husband?!” because that scene was funny as hell to write. I dunno plans change. I’ve tried not to let outside events change my artistic vision, but it’s inevitable. 

4.Oh goodness they absolutely despise me for all the jokes about the horrors they’re going through. Probably think they’re being drawn ‘cute’ given they’re probably a lot freakier looking irl, and slightly distressed about being chibis. I think most would even consider it ���out of character’ given their self perceptions don’t tend to be the most accurate. Current Wilbur is hissing and vehement about being constantly called an it because his character development is very far off from when that happens. Philza is a little disappointed that his bloodthirsty moments gets so much emphasis since he’s so chill 97% of the time. Tommy is absolutely chuffed to bits to realize he’s the main character, though trying to do damage control cause haha I’m fine guys this crazy internet person just made me seem edgy and depressed. 

Webb is going to strangle me for the Philza/Webb post tho. And the haha poor alcoholic divorcee doormat jokes. Dr. Blake assumes the blog is an anomaly and starts trying to torture it…?

5. I took the quiz sitting in the heads of all of them. 

Tommy: The Poet. “So I wait for you like a lonely house till you will see me again and live in me, till then my windows ache.” “The one who hurt you haunts you. In your nightmares, they say I am disappointed in you” literally happens in Fault. With Philza. “What is a sin? Inevitable” is pretty much something he tells Tubbo word for word. “What is hell anyway? Barren” "how can you love me with all that I've done ?"

The Blade: The Soldier. “if you were to wear a crown it would be covered in blood. The one of the guilty.” “The sword is at your side. It bore your name long before you did.” is rather literal both for his name and The Blood God. “but how can I sleep with the world in my head?" “What is hell anyway? Doubt”

Wilbur: The King. “Despite all your attempts, you have never been a healer. You hurt people and they leave and you are alone in a room full of silence. You sing to try and forget, but it does not work” everything about this. Trying to heal but being made of destruction, his fears of devouring his family, singing, memory loss, everything everything it’s so Wilbur. "come and be human with me" “The one who hurt you haunts you. In your nightmares, they say I love you." <literally Phil’s last words when Wilbur killed him in the Whumptober au. "but how can I sleep with the world in my head?" why it has insomnia.

Philza: The Poet. “There are rules. How many? One, and you will follow it.” For his Collected. “Fear: You did your best and it wasn't enough. You tried and failed and kept trying and it wasn't enough. You had the power to change things and it wasn't enough.” For all his dead children. "you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist" it's him reaching out. I love the reverse imagery with Phil, a god worshiping his mortals “anger is a strength in a world of apathy.” He feels no shame or burden for his anger, knowing well the good it can do. “Who taught you about guilt? The silence” 

Tubbo: The King. Absolutely perfect as a foil to The Blade btw. “What is duty? Undeniable” “The throne looks golden, and covered in flowers” “Fear: You did your best and it wasn't enough. You tried and failed and kept trying and it wasn't enough.” Saving people from Philza. “The one who hurt you haunts you. In your nightmares, they say I forgive you” Rosaliiiiiind. “Who taught you about guilt? God”

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

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my most precious little mouse! it's midnight where i am and that means it's OUR MOST BELOVED CEO OF MICE'S BIRTHDAY!!!! another year around the sun. happy birthday to you!!!! i'm so proud of you. spending the last near year getting to know you and watch you grow into your interests has been such a delight. i love you so so so so so so so so so much. i can hardly contain it! i've been so lucky to find you n spend time with you. you've introduced me to life changing works 🙂‍↕️ i'm convinced you're part sun!!! the way you make everywhere you go shine. one thing i miss so much about being here is seeing ari rambles. anywho, i'm oh so proud of the person you are! who you've been! who you're becoming!!!!! your twenties will be a happy mess of moments n i so hope you enjoy/find endless value in them all!!!! please enjoy your day so fucking much!!!! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH CEO N CHAIRMICE 🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡🫡 WE ALL DO!!!!! a true poet!!! an inspiration n a delight. i can't properly put in words how much you mean to me 🫂 squeezing you tight!!! never ever ever letting you go.

WITH EVERY DROP OF MY LOVE!!!!

io 🤍

:((((((((((((((( IOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I MISS YOU SO MUCH . this fully made me cry btw. i don’t even know what to say you just mean so much to me and i’m so lucky to have gotten to know you ;;;; i miss you every day . i feel like a widow . 😭😭 i don’t want you to come back to tumblr if it’ll impact your mental health in a bad way but i hope you know i’ll always be here waiting in case you come back, no matter what 🥹 you’re one of the people i’m closest to on this site and talking to you has always been so much fun …… you’re a literal angel and i’ll never stop being grateful that you let me into your space :’3

wah . i’m already getting so sappy ;;;;; but i really do mean it ….. i love you……. thank you so much for your bday wishes my actual angel there are tears in my eyes as i’m typing this :’))) i could NEVER explain how much you mean to me and how soothing your presence has been on days i’ve been feeling sad or lonely :((((((( if i’m part sun then you have to be part moon because just you being around makes me feel so at home . and so comfortable. i hope you always always remember how loved you are by me and so many others!!!!!! how insanely talented you are, how much you’ve inspired us (and me in particular)…… okay so i might be crying again that’s fine i’m fine

SORRY I KNOW I’M ACTING LIKE YOU’RE DEAD LMAO i just . miss you so bad :’)))))) pls smile a lot. and eat tasty food . and pet your dogs. pls know there is a mouse who is cheering you on for every second of the day. pls know you are loved by me!!!!

squeezing you SOOOOOO tightly until the end of time……. until the stars go out ………… my most belovedest io . mwah mwah mwah mwah mwah

^ every time i see this picture i think of you!!!!! i like the idea that even if i end up leaving tumblr years in the future i’ll stumble upon it and remember all our talks <33

[thief-of-eggs]

HI Ok this is probably going to sound completely unhinged but bear with me: I have this issue where I have lots of ideas (usually very vague ones) for stories that I love to imagine writing—but when I actually get around to writing them I just stare at a blank page; or I have no idea for plot beyond some abstract concepts—I’ve been thinking a lot about Snowjanus recently, and—this is the unhinged part—one of my main interests is early American history and there was this guy named William Strachey who was the secretary of Jamestown, and also an attempted poet, and when I read TBOSAS I realized that I recognized the name Sejanus from one of his poems VPON SEIANVS, which was prefaced to Ben Johnson’s Seianus His Fall,—and it all just works so nicely together since they were contemporaries of Shakespeare (AND Seianus His Fall was performed at the Globe, and Strachey’s story of being shipwrecked very likely inspired The Tempest) who of course wrote The Tragedie of Coriolanus—now thematically or narratively I have no idea how these things would all fit together—I have a lot of other random ideas like that, or vibes but nothing concrete—this is basically a long-winded way of asking if you had any advice on how to go from “man this idea sure would be neat” to an actual story? (I’m obsessed with your writing btw <3)

Hi hi!!! I am happy to help!! Also I understand exactly what you mean- I only hope that my advice actually makes sense!!!

Ok so- for me personally, when it comes to getting rough ideas out onto a page, I have a couple different methods I follow:

- The first is, if I already have parts of a whole scene in mind, but I don’t know the beginning/ending, I often just write the part that I know. So if that means writing the climax for a story, even though I have no idea how I’ll get the plot there? Oh well. At least the idea is out, and often times that will inspire me more.

- If I have a hazy idea but no plot yet, I like to write out little bullet points. Sometimes bullet points as simple as: (using my fic Thoughts of you Consume as an example)

- Coryo and Sejanus begin to have hate sex

- Coryo starts to feel something more

- Sejanus pulls away. Coryo chases after

Like! Those bullet points give me NOTHING. But they also give me a baseline to begin working off of, and from there I can begin to envision where I want it to go. I’ll expand on each bullet point and add subcategories, which only helps make the plot outline grow

- Another method that I sometimes use is to just spitball ideas. I’ll set a timer sometimes, or just devote myself to the task, and will just write out any ideas that come to mind with a particular prompt, and then I take it from there. Example for the prompt “snowjanus first kiss”, I may write out stuff like this:

- Coryo kisses Sejanus after the arena scene, his emotions a whirl

- Sejanus kisses Coryo on the train, too damn happy to see him

- Their first kiss is a dare, and Coryo wont back down

- Sejanus kisses Coryo after a party, when they’re both mildy drunk and confused. Sejanus forgets it, but Coryo never does.

Then from there, I’ll examine each little start and see what I like best. In this scenario, I really like the last one (shoot now I’ll have to turn that into a fic lolol) so my next step would be to outline the plot. When does the party take place? How long does Coryo hold the knowledge in? Does he ever tell Sejanus?

And most importantly- how do I want the story to end? With them together? With Sejanus hanging? With the start of the 10th hunger games?

- One final method I do is daydreaming. I’ll put on a playlist inspired by the pairing and see where it takes me (thoughts of you consume was actually inspired by 2 songs- War of Hearts, and Howl by Florence + the machine). I’ll let my mind make whatever connections it wants to make, and I’ll jot down ideas as they come!

Sorry for the overly complex answer- I guess at the end of the day, I really have no tried and true method. It all depends on how inspired I am.

But I hope one of these methods can be useful to you!! The biggest thing I think is to not be afraid of writing stuff that you may end up discarding. If a connection doesn’t work, if a plot point doesn’t fit- it’s ok to scrap it!! It sucks to lose time, but if it doesn’t fit, it doesn’t fit.

I’d definitely recommend that you write out all the ways that Snowjanus connects to the historical elements that you said! Determine if you want to write some sort of crossover set in old times, or if you want to bring historical figure’s personality traits onto the characters of Sejanus and Coriolanus.

So yeah! I hope this helps, and feel free to reach out with any other questions!!! Sorry, my brain is quite a mess lol, but best of luck to you!!

[blondrichclosetwitch]

Once you've sought the path of revenge, there's no way to stop

Do you have any crimes that we can use to pass the time? I'm running out of drugs to try

“I had an early death.” (:16/:03)

Consciousness Expansion

I went home with the waitress, the way I always do

I'm the innocent bystander

Somehow I got stuck between the rock and a hard place

Send lawyers, guns, and money

The shit has hit the fan

You’ve got to make him express himself

Killing time won't stop this crying

He got knocked down leaving like he ran into a clothesline and remembered a couple of words that hid a crime

You want to make love to the scene

You'd better say so long

Your clowns bid you goodbye

Did you ever see the faces of children? They get so excited

Tommy, can you hear me?

Just ten years ago, people, what I would do…no one would ever know

Sorry don’t make it right

What a sad trick you thought that you had to play

The youth are starting to change; are you?(:39/:09)

and now I'm scarred for life, I don’t ever want to fall in love again

I know your secrets

“So what?”

You wear guilt

Like shackles on your feet

I can feel the discomfort…and in your head, it's worse

“And when our worlds they fall apart, when the walls come tumbling in…

Though we may deserve it, it will be worth it.”

The son so sweet

I would like to find the answers I was always rudely denied

The Divine Masculine

You were staring down the street cause you were trying not to crack up

A needle in a doll

“They start to make sense the longer I'm at it.”

And l am the fish

It’s a possibility to live without lips

But my wrists couldn’t stand the life that we missed (I have constantly seen bloody wrists (specifically the right wrist) popping up in my mind lately, I just was remarking on it this morning, probably someone’s suicidal ideation…but that number is not listed below)

I’m still your fag

You wouldn't believe what I've been through

Alone ain’t no fun so you’re looking for the thrill

It's no fun when the rabbit got the gun

I'm insane; are you entertained?

“It's become a habit, a way to start the day. I go through all this before you wake up.” (I hear this as being said to one of the male counterparts; and fwiw, I wake up a lot at 5 or 6 am in pain, and can feel that our anti-heroine is doing something, whether it’s doll-related or whatever )

(I’m stopping at 3:39 btw tooooo time consuming )

Hey you little assholes who burned off Ganesha’s tusk in 2017? And especially the short little lady whose idea was it? Ganesha does not forget.

You really should have researched the statue you were ruining before fucking with it.

Two surgeries this year, right? Karma

Self-loathing poet

“It just felt so good.” (Where was I just reading about the best lay? Let’s leave it at that)

They never see it coming, what I do next

FOUR (that’s how they graffiti it, there’s some new ones on driggs and nassau on restaurant outside dining)

You'll write another one; now you've got a story that's worth talking about (the numbers for this fittingly are :22/:03)

Are you happy with yourself?

“We had a chance to change our minds.”

Stay on the scene like a sex machine

“Baby, forgive me.”

I wrote my first poem when I was 8 1/2 

“…this breakthrough into very serious, very personal emotional experiences, experiences in a mental hospital interest me very much, experiences as a mother, as a mother who has had a nervous break down….they have an emotional and psychological depth.”

“It’s in a bit of a straitjacket if I may say so.”

“I believe one should be able to control and manipulate experiences, even the most terrifying….like madness, being tortured…these kind of experiences…with an informed and intelligent mind.”

Talk that talk, well now they all know your name

Everybody knows that you’re in trouble

“I’m a mix of God and monkey.”

[swedishchefshotsister]

Lol I made this (including the lil poem I wrote awhile back) and it’s everything that @gaypuree would laugh at me for being a nerd but I don’t quite care at the moment.

[stardew-shitposterino]

Stardew Valley Bachelors and whether I think they’d be dom, sub or switch

Hehe ok idk this just came to mind. This refers to whether they like to be in charge, be on the receiving end or enjoy both. I’m not too familiar with bdsm kink stuff so this is mostly very vanilla 🤷🏼‍♀️ I’m not the kind of person to provide you with that soz

Content warning: filth lmfao MINORS DNI

Sam:

-switch, loves to sub though

-bro is weak in his knees when you take charge

-loves when you whisper sweet nothings paired with dirty filth into his ear

-call him a good boy please

-he doesn’t like being treated like a slut, so no insults please, it doesn’t do anything for him except make him cry. You gotta praise him so he can thrive

-when he tops, he will feel so powerful and grin like a fool the entire time. He’s almost too cute to be taken seriously

-Loves kissing every inch of your body and leaves hickeys if you let him

Sebastian:

-sub, big fat sub

-he tries taking the lead every once in a while, but he isn’t feeling that role

-likes receiving oral a lot, he’d be fine only ever doing that tbh (will finger you in return or suck you off)

-he whimpers into your ear when you tell him to

-btw, he likes when you tell him what he should do

-Thinks it’s sexy when you treat him like Bowser treats Luigi in the Mario movie (don’t ask me why I chose that as an example)…so TEASE HIM

-if you can, wear some sexy e-girl ensemble for him. It will have him come before you even touch him

Harvey:

-switch, but I have a feeling he is especially hard for you when you take charge

-loves being teased

-give him praises and sweet romantic gestures

-loves when you’re a gentle dom, will be a gentle dom when he takes charge

-oddly enough, he likes when you call him daddy. He didn’t initially like it, but when you started saying it, he lost his cool and melted in your hands

-hold his hand when you make love (yes that’s right, this man doesn’t fuck, he’s too pure for that)

Elliott:

-dom or switch…switch who likes to take charge? Yeah sounds right

-he is a man of great romantic gestures, so expect him to want to pamper you in bed as well

-enjoys seeing and hearing that what he does makes you feel good

-coos sweet nothings in your ear like a pro

-“that’s right, does this make you feel good, my love? You feel so good around me. Come for me, darling, will you?”

- when you take charge, he will enjoy whatever you decide to do. He finds the gesture of you wanting to reciprocate arousing enough

-…treat him like a princess though…you don’t have this from me but he’d never admit to liking that lol

Shane:

-switch that loves to be dom, but when you are the dom for once …MAMA 😩

-said with the wise words of Kim Petras “treat me (him) like a slut”

-bro loves being a strong lead, aka he’s VERY passionate and will show you how much he wants you

-he eats you out like 👏🏻 a 👏🏻 champ 👏🏻 (he loves giving oral so much, but especially eating 🐱)

-when you take charge, he wants you to ride him so badly please do it! It will make him into putty underneath you

-my man growls, groans, moans. He is VERY vocal and his deep voice makes it extremely sexy

-will whisper utter filth into your ear and will enjoy it even more when you do the same for him

Alex:

-DOM💀

-will sub every once in a while if mandatory

-loves seeing you all happy and mischievous when you give him pleasure, buuuut he prefers being in charge

-He will treat you like a prince/ess, does everything in the books to make you have a great time

-he worships your body. No matter what you have going on, he will make sure you know that he loves every bit of it

-he’s not the poet type, so don’t expect him to be very creative when it comes to vocal stuff

-will try out the wildest positions with you though because he loves showing off how strong and flexible he is. But at the end of the day, he loves nothing more than the tried and true missionary position 🤷🏼‍♀️ he wants to see you underneath him and hold your hand

[breakonthru]

could you maybe to a thomas thorne x reader ? like the other ghosts always notice and comment on their flirting til one day he finally admits to it. love your writing btw :)

thank u anon for the compliment AND THE THOMAS REQUEST!! <33

im so sorry this took so long i’m not very good at writing dialogue for thomas and that kind of put me on a break for awhile lol hence why the ending is so abrupt… anyway enjoy!

you hate to say it, but you’re oblivious. you’re not sure how to fix it or how it happened but you are, and if someone said the word gullible was written on the ceiling, you’d probably believe them, too.

and yet when julian settled in next to you and claimed thomas was in love with you, you burst out laughing.

“what’s so funny?” his face twisted into some sort of sour expression.

“he’s not in love with me! we just… like complimenting one another.” your laughter died down, hand reaching to itch the side of your neck in semi-embarrassment.

“really.” julian frowned, unamused.

“really!”

“and you would consider him calling you the ‘fairest and most effervescent visage he had ever laid eyes on’ a compliment, yeah?”

“well…” you trailed off.

“kitty!” he shouted.

“no, no! don’t!” you’ve sat through one to many rose-colored rambles on how thomas and you had been “meant to be” and enough stories about how lovely it would be if the two of you were together to fill a library. “just… leave it?”

“i’ve bet on you, you know!” julian frowns as you get up to leave. “and i never lose!”

you huff, fleeing to the one place you knew you’d be alone. you hear an indignant “never!” right before you leave the room.

“y/n! my faithful and incomparable companion!” a voice called as you exited the house. thomas— who else would it have been? “whatever is the ma-“

“do you love me?” you blurt out, interrupting him.

“what?” thomas replies, his mouth failing to catch up with his brain as it flounders open and closed.

“julian said you loved me and i had to know for certain it was true.” you clench your fists. tight enough to bleed, though you supposed being dead had it’s perks that way. silence rang over the lawn and you could swear you caught figures in the window behind you. let them look. you needed to know.

“ah, well…” thomas searched for something to say. he had so many flowery sentences prepared and yet being out on the spot caused everything to just, well, disappear.

“if he’s lying, i am so-“

“no!” the poets hands fly out in front of him. “no. he’s, ah, he’s correct.”

“he,” you blink. “he is?”

“well, i hadn’t exactly planned it to happen this way, but, ah… i can improv it!” his hands wiped nervously on his waistcoat, resting on his bullet wound once done. “y/n. you have me completely enamored. i have been yours as i hope you have been mine and there is not a second i do not think of you; your smile, your voice, you. the sun and moon pale in comparison to just how much you shine.”

now it seems as though it was your turn for speechlessness, hand frozen in the air in some sort of silent invitation for thomas’ to grab yours.

“i would really love to hear you say you love me too, dove.”

dove? love?!

“you… love me?”

“well, i had hoped it was obvious by my speech that it was but yes, i do.”

“well, you didn’t say it in your speech.” your hands grasp the other’s. “if it means anything, i love you, too?”

“it means so much.” thomas murmurs, leaning in as the two of you hear loud cheering from inside the house.

[hermionesslut]

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 <3

introduction

just submit a request for any for these prompts and see the characters i write for, and i’ll write a blurb!!

also see request rules, pls!

i don’t think most any of these are mine btw, i just have a list in my notes, and transferred them here lmao.

𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅 /𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓

1. Person B finds Person A submerged underwater, and is left to desperately try to save them.

2. Person B kissing away Person A's tears.

3. PERSON A being forced to watch the one they love tortured.

4. “Cry me a fucking river”

5. “you should move on. i did.”

6. “If I love you, what business is it of yours?”

7. "Hey, hey, shhh. It's okay now."

8. “I’m all yours.”

9. “you’re half my soul” or “you’re half my soul, as the poets say.”

10. “ i loved the way you touched me with your eyes and felt me with mine.”

11. " i'd follow you to the ends of the universe, if you asked me to. "

12. "you're putting me to sleep...stop."

13. "you look adorable even in your sleep."

14. "you're so warm."

15. "i'm so proud of you."

16. “come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”

17. “hey, look at me. i’m not going anywhere.”

18. “Do you miss me?”

19. “Have you ever kissed anyone before?”

20. “Can we stay like this forever”

𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓

21. “make me.”

22. “you can be rough. i can take it.”

23. “i want to taste you”

24. “Tell me what you want.”

25. “I haven’t even touched you and you’re already this wet.”

26. for one muse to deny the other orgasm

27. “Do I make you nervous?”

28. “Remember your place.”

29. “i want you to tie me up."

30. "i don't want to hear anything out of your mouth unless it's a moan."

31. “if you beg, you can cum.”

32. “you make the prettiest sounds, i could listen to you all day”.

33. “scream my name, show everyone whos fucking you so good right now”

34. “you’re blushing.”

35. “bend over the desk love”

36. “don’t be gentle.”

37. “you’re such a tease.”

38. "good girl—that's a good fucking girl."

39. "aw, it hurts? too bad. you're gonna keep taking it until i’m satisfied."

40. “if you don’t like my teasing why are you moaning”

41. “You wanna have sex with me?”

42. “Your lips make me wonder what you taste like”

43. “My body’s all yours.”

44. “Is it your first time?”

45. “i love it when you kiss my neck”

46. “i’ve been thinking about this night”

47. “don’t cover you’re face, i want to see you”

48. “i bought a few pieces of lingerie. want me to model for you?”

49. "Oh princess, I thought we learn from the last time you decided to make me jealous."

50. “I promise I’ll be good”

51. “Show me how a good girl begs.”

52. “Prove that you deserve my cock/pussy.”

53. “I’ve been bad… You should punish me.”

54. “I could make you feel better.”

55. “Your hand feels much better than my own.”

[kiss-this]

I got to read La Signorina Nessuno by Giorgia Soleri and I want to share my opinion.

Three premises: 

1) I really appreciate Giorgia for her activism and respect her as a person, but I honestly did not like the book so this won't be nice. I’ll  put everything under the cut because I understand that someone may want to stay away from negativity.

 2) As above. I appreciate and respect Giorgia as a person, don’t be a jerk and try to use this post to hate on her.

3) So why am I writing all this? First, because I didn't start this blog to censor myself. Second, because I'm honestly tired of seeing the number of followers mistaken for quality. There are so many things an influencer can do, and do well. This doesn’t mean that just because they are famous they have to do everything. 

OK let's go. 

From what I had the opportunity to read through Giorgia's stories I already noticed the level of her poetry was not very high, yet I still was disappointed. This book is not poetry, I’m sorry but it is cringe from start to finish, with moments that trigger an involuntary hilarity. 

-Let's start from the basics, the lexicon. To say it’s elementary is to be generous. An extremely basic and repetitive language makes me think that the author simply does not read, which is a serious problem for those who want to write.

- The infamous enjeambment. Reading other people’s reviews I saw that we all noticed the same problem. Writing poetry doesn’t mean breaking the verse at random and btw it doesn’t mean use punctuation just as casually as well. 

-Metaphors and mythology. Giorgia said she is ashamed of having left school and I very much respect her feelings and the courage she has to admit it, however, perhaps she would do better to leave the mythology alone since she clearly knows it on a very shallow level. Using it badly does not raise the level of her writing, it dulls it even more. 

-The erotic part. It’s involuntary funny as much as it’s worrying. Why? Because it looks like she depends on Damiano in a way thad doesn't seem very healthy. Once again the metaphors are, well, not the best. There’s something about a "drill" that will stay with me for a long time ^^’ Just as, and I quote, the mucous membranes thick as Christ’s tears. I mean... 

-The themes are supposed to be deep but what comes out of this book is a series of aphorisms drawn from a teenager's diary. Or from Tumblr. Some are also good as captions for overdramatic photoshopped landscapes to post on Instagram. 

-Finally, here is what’s the main problem in my opinion. Publishing house and marketing. A self respecting publishing house a) would’ve given the book a very good editing and b) wouldn’t have advertised this book as it did, passing it off as the new literary miracle of the year. Really, it has created immense expectations for a product that, I’m sorry, is of very low quality. 

Obviously they wanted to take advantage of Giorgia's fame, who, in turn, seems happy to ignore all the negative reviews the book is getting, keeping on sharing the positive ones. I would probably do the same, however once again this creates expectations in the audience, which multiplies the disappointment by 100. 

If this book had been advertised as a product for teens, the reviews would have been far more lenient. But no, they even had to brign up Alda Merini of all people! Well, maybe I wrote all this exactly because this comparison made me lose my temper. 

For those who don’t know, Alda Merini is the greatest Italian poet of the 20th century. Some time ago Giorgia herself said that somebody told her she is the new Alda Merini. Now... If this isn’t the hugest facepalm moment ever. Honestly, I’d have kept this for myself. It tastes of arrogance, but also of total lack of knowledge of Merini's work. 

It’s really a comparison that humiliates the intelligence of the readers. In this, I must say, Giorgia (not her book) disappointed me. However I believe that although poetry is clearly not for her, with prose (and a real editor) she could get much better results. 

[samnotsammy12]

“You’ve just been to Manhattan” can’t tell for sure if this takes place before or after The Ruby’s Curse but either way this is post-The Angels Take Manhattan and omfg OUCH

Also the fact that this is the closest they ever are besides Trenzalore to being fully caught up with each other (Trenzalore was post-Library River and the only thing Eleven hadn’t done yet was Darillium, now the only thing River hasn’t done yet is the Library)

River fully believes that the Doctor doesn’t love her and it HURTS but it’s understandable because sometimes Eleven treated her ABOMINABLY

The look on Twelve’s face when he realizes she genuinely believes it 😭 in that moment he swears to himself that he will spend the rest of his time with her convincing her that he loves her

“He doesn’t go around falling in love with people” tell that to Rose and Astrid (although with Astrid ig it was more of a wish fulfillment kiss for her than anything)

“It’s like loving the stars themselves you don’t expect a sunset to admire you back” STEVEN MOFFAT YOU POET

She genuinely believes that he doesn’t care about her and it HURTS

The way he says “hello sweetie” and the love in his eyes and HAVE I MENTIONED HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS FUCKING EPISODE HE SAID THE THING

The way they fall right back into their banter bouncing right off each other I ADORE THEM THE CHEMISTRY IS IMPECCABLE

“Mummy and Daddy are busy” I LOVE HER

SHE CALLED HIM DARLING

“What do you think?” “Of what?” “My new body!” “Oh I’ll let you know. I’ve only seen the face” THE LOOK HE GIVES HER LMAO also how did they get away with all the sex jokes in this show

The looks on their FACES OMFG

when she catches the diamond down the front of her dress and he’s like “wtf” LMAO

Also how tf do some girls put stuff in their bras I feel like that would be so uncomfortable accidentally dropping an M&M or some other food or something down your bra is awful

“He had a bad day on the market” TWELVE IS SUCH A DORK

Comparing their famous SOs is hilarious he’s so jealous

The look on his face when she recognizes Darillium rips my heart out

“I’d quite like to cancel this time too if at all possible” SOBBING HE STILL REMEMBERS THAT DARILLIUM IS THE LAST TIME SHE SAW HIM BEFORE THE LIBRARY

Their argument that “not one living thing on this ship is worth you” has the same energy as those people that say “no you go first” “no YOU go first” standing in front of a door

SHE CALLED HIM DARLING AGAIN

omfg River looks AMAZING

“Now that my dear is a suit” SO FUCKING CUTE

HE GOT HER A SONIC SCREWDRIVER btw that’s my favorite retcon (in the Library two parter they say it’s the Doctor’s screwdriver, but they retconned it to be River’s)

HER LIL LAUGH WHEN HE’S MESSING WITH THE SCREWDRIVER AWWWW

Twelve gets so flustered when she kisses him lmao

HE CAN’T EVEN COMPLIMENT HER PROPERLY LMAOOO

THE MUSIC FOR THIS SCENE IS BEAUTIFUL

HE’S CRYING AND I’M CRYING AND EVERYONE’S CRYING

THE DESPERATION IN HER VOICE AGAIN MOFFAT YOU HURT ME

If you replace a couple of words in Twelve’s lil speech about the Towers it becomes “all anyone knows is that when the wind stands fair and the night is perfect, when you least expect HER, but always when you need HER the most, there is a Song” and that KILLS ME

A NIGHT ON DARILLIUM IS TWENTY FOUR YEARS THEY HAD TWENTY FOUR FUCKING YEARS TOGETHER AND THE WRITERS HAD THE AUDACITY TO NOT SHOW US ANY OF IT

the way they LOOK AT EACH OTHER IN THAT LAST SHOT

the “ and they both lived happily ever after” slowly fading to just “happily” because it didn’t last forever and they didn’t both live, but they were happy breaks my heart

This is my favorite episode of the whole show and I wish we had more of them

[the-kneesbees]

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I’m really dry sometimes I promise I think you’re interesting I’m just bad at conversations <3

I try to use tone tags but sometimes I forget, lmk if you need clarification 

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about me:

I love art in all forms! please feel free to send me anything you create, I love to see it!

my main fandoms atm

-bbc merlin (literally the best show ever go watch it if you haven't yet)

-the outsiders (unfortunately)

-good omens

-stranger things

-It (Stephen King)

-what we do in the shadows

-red white and royal blue

-bears in trees (band)

Things I also like but am not super active in:

- the umbrella academy (one of my favorite shows I just don't really post about it)

-sk8 the infinity

-banana fish

-dead poets society

-the owl house

-the sandman

-our flag means death

-the goldfinch

- a league of their own

-young royals

-Buffy the vampire slayer

-the end of the fucking world

-i am not okay with this

plus some more that I may have forgotten

feel free to start a conversation with me about any of these things I’ll love you forever <3

I play clarinet in the school band, if you wanna talk band stuff, I'd love to :)

also my spotify is linked below if you wanna talk music (ilysm if you do)

my two favorite musical artists are bears in trees and noahfinnce I love them so much

I draw a lot and also occasionally write but I dont often post any of it on here. if you’d like to see any of my work just ask and maybe I’ll share some!

I complain a lot and also love talking about myself btw

if you want to use my ask box to vent, rant, infodump, or just chat, always feel free <3 I don't often have good advice but I'll always be here to listen :)

if you are going to vent to me though, please just let me know. I'll never say no I just need a heads up

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