#cheeky rants

[bizarrelittlemew]

no but imagine if the studios weren't greedy beyond all fucking believe and the actors and writers didn't have to strike because not only would they be able to be hyped along with us but we would probably ALSO be getting bts material from Samba and Vico (and others but Samba's 4k+ files are just SITTING THERE) like thye'd probably be allowed to post stuff that didn't spoil beyond what the teaser already gives away, right? even just a little bit? but instead they can't celebrate their own work like they deserve along with the rest of us because the studios won't fucking pay their workers and give them rights i am so ANGRY

[maraudersoncrack1981]

One thing ive never understood is how people can dislike, maybe even hate Peter, but when it comes to Barty, Regulus and Evan they absolutely love them.... THE DOUBLE STANDARDS.... Im just really confused, All four of them did shitty things yet Peter's the only one getting slandered..? If you like Regulus, Barty and Evan and hate Peter pls dni because that is just undefendable XOXO

[red-wop]

Right but small (not really) fic rec for all my Rimster enjoyers (which y'all may or may not have heard of before) !!

The Repair Shop by HungLikeARainbro on Ao3 because HOLY SMEG IT IS BRILLIANT

It's quite a long fic (and it's still in progress) but OH MY GOD IT IS SO WORTH IT

Do you like Cats, canon compliant repair shop AU's, general cosiness and EXTREME slow burn??? Cause oh boy this fic is ALL THAT AND MORE

Genuinely, I sat down and read all of it in one sitting because this stuff is SO GOOD

Lister is genuinely the most oblivious fool in all of it and GOD is it frustratingly excellent /pos

I really recommend it because it is soso good and probably my favourite long fic ever, HungLikeARainbro writes them and the setting SO well, teach me your ways (also I have a feeling that you might have a Tumblr account but I CANNOT remember i am so sorry, i would be tagging you properly here if i could remember)

Anyway If I could give that fic a million kudos I would

[fuji09]

"Yeah, but I'm a nice demon." -Jordan Parrish

[selkie-butch]

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[dykeredhood]

Screw even considering visiting a church for a nice wholesome Sunday service; I’d like for someone that genuinely likes me to make an effort to woo me

[j-esbian]

sometimes i really do want to study the flavor of intense misogyny from older folks, especially when it comes from older women, that assumes all women and girls are sluts and deviants because (checks notes) fashion trends, which the individual consumer has no control over, means that most people’s only options, especially in summer, are to wear somewhat revealing clothing. because it’s hot.

[kkpwnall]

i wish all subject lines a very die. i hate writing a subject line, gives me nothing but grief

[aromantic-karamatsu]

My family knows I have an obsession with Sun Wukong (The Monkey King) but they think it's Sun Wukong (The Great Sage Equal to Heaven From Actually Chinese Mythology) and don't know it's actually Sun Wukong (The Lego Monkey from Lego Monkie Kid) and at this point I'm too scared to correct them

[wolfwillowisp]

So uh. Seekersalvage tag is definitely now a variety show instead of being starscream dependent bc this franchise has me in a CHOKEHOLD. WIAGH

[a-confused-wizard]

fuckkkk i wanna drop out of poly and go to jc alr, im gg to have to deal with the pissy band pres for like 2 weeks now goddamnit and all for a dumb mistake any 18 yr old would make urghhhh

[mirouie]

bro looks like he has a joke up his sleeve

pizza

[pucanbeag]

being in a rut for over a month and somehow absolutely no one noticing is exhausting, i always end up carrying everyone else’s baggage and all of my own and even when i try and reach out i feel like an idiot every time

nothing more depressing then silently crying on the phone because you can tell no one has noticed you’re not yourself anymore

[miyaz6ki]

kiss him to shut him up ☆

summary. literally the title.

director's note. greetings disciples, i feel as though I have been FLOPPING!! so have something I'm frfr proud of, happy 1.5k disciples!

pairings. albedo, alhaitham, capitano, childe, wriothesley, neuvillette, dainsleif, diluc, xiao, kinich

warnings. kissing n all that sap (yuck), fluff/suggestive

albedo is busy talking to you about his latest experiments, wrapping his jacket around you to ensure you don't get cold while resting at his lab. maybe he didn't notice the sneaky glances you set from his ocean eyes to his lips.

"and so... it basically recreated a somewhat circle of-" peck! ... "huh?"

he doesn't which feeling is more dominant; flushed or confused. yet he won't complain too much, displaying a simple smile as he slowly blinks with confusion, lovingly at least.

alhaitham happened to be ranting about a drunkard he spotted at the bar he and his friends (cyno, tighnari, & kaveh) went to while playing TCG, cyno's treat.

but when it truly sinks in that you had just kissed him, he wished you had kept it for a little longer. honestly was very close to leaning back in and letting it lead to something else, but he wouldn't let his pride down. deciding on giving a smirk, and poking one of your cheeks.

"what was that for, hmm?"

capitano is secretly someone who talks a ton when you get to know him despite his cold exterior, he's very fond of getting to tell you about his day, not being able to necessarily tell anyone (other than pierro)

before you could pull away from the simple peck on his crusted lips- it's almost immediate that he pulls you back in, giving you barely any time to breathe. simply leaning in more to the kiss, a hand behind your head grasping your hair to prevent you from getting away. it's alright, he loves a chase.

"trying to tease me, my love?" a deep, dark chuckle emits from his raspy throat as he runs a hand down your spine, from your scalp to your back, his eyes pierced you with love.

childe is sooo obviously cheeky about this, his teasing is inevitable when you're the one initiating this. yet he finds himself so stunned from the whole thing, he could feel the blush creep up from his neck already.

he was busy telling you about his previous adventures, trying to impress you and show off his strength, yet the only thing he was able to see from how you looked at him, you were set on your lips on his.

"a- ahh... ahem. feeling uhh... bold i see."

wriothesley is in the category of chasing your lips, trying to immediately reel you back into the peck you caused. pulling you in by your waist so you can't escape his touch. he can't say he wasn't used to your teasing, but this time he wanted you to taste your own medicine.

holding you close, until the very line of saliva that connected both of your lips finally broke apart, it was your turn to be flushed with embarrassment.

"oh, look who's all blushy now."

neuvillette is the one who's stunned this time, yet his hands trail back to yours before you can step away a little too far, his eyes telling you everything that you need to know.

"don't run away now, c'mon..."

his smile was soft and genuine, he felt himself trying to lean in further into your touch, so he could stay asleep forever in your arms. he lands another kiss on your lips. he loves to express how much he loves you, yet he doesn't know how to apply and put it out there.

dainsleif found himself leaning back in almost immediately, he didn't wanna run away from you giving him affection out of everything. his cold fingertips trailing up your nape, a soft grasp on your hair (a bold move indeed!)

"...is that the berry flavored chapstick i bought you last week?"

he loves to notice the little things on you, he knows you appreciate it as well, a loving smile, his eyes equally just as loving, staring at you, and only you.

diluc won't admit the deep-seated embarrassment that envelops him. at first, the warm flush spread from his neck to his cheeks, yet he could notice the very same for you. trying to play it cool, his arm that encircles your waist, drawing you in with a tender grip.

"i suppose this isn’t how I imagined our evening would go,"

his voice was strained, maybe his paperwork could wait till later.

kinich is one of those who pulls you in by the waist, yet finds himself almost too flushed to go through with it. not that he doesn't want to, he's scared that you wouldn't want the same, yet he finds himself leaning in the same way you were, just to taste you again.

"leaving me so soon, you're mean."

ajaw calls you both corny as he comes back from a little walk (with certified dog walker mualani). you could hear a "human! take me back to where we whence came!" (the springs nearby) as you let out a chuckle. a sigh from kinich, he'll have to train him to be a little nicer.

xiao can barely comprehend what you just did. his cheeks flushed with teal. and to give context, it's canon that xiao's blood/insides are all teal- so when he blushes, it's teal, I did a bit of research on this :P but think of it how you will!

he argued that you shouldn't go out tonight, he can handle himself! yet... maybe your little kiss was a little.. maybe very convincing.

"y- you think this will change my mind about all of this, huh?"

[konigsblog]

brain rotting away thinking about loser-könig who shows off his collection of guns to his darling, only to fuck your little pussy with one. 🔞

könig has plenty of obsessions, whether that be his collection of guns and skills from his time in the military, or his interest in shooting games. he's obsessed and ecstatic that you're intrigued in hearing more about his collection of guns.

könig sits you on his large lap and wraps an arm around you. he fixes his glasses sitting on his nose and begins to go on a long rant about his different guns. fuck, he'll even offer to take you to a forest and teach you how to shoot deers and wild animals, if you're really that interested.

although, könig quickly gets aroused at your eagerness to know more, the thought of fucking you with a pistol plaguing his filthy, dirty mind. it's irritating, he always manages to make something sexual, even if it started off as innocent. he makes sexual innuendos on the daily and will sexualise you for doing quite literally anything. he can't help it, mäusi. you're his favourite prized possession and his most important interest.

he'll spread your thighs while you're rested on his bed and will begin to sink the muzzle of the pistol into your drooling cunny. your breathing is heavy and you're anticipating and anxious, barely able to control the way your cunt leaks around the weapon and the sounds that leave your filthy, little mouth. könig pockets your panties and steals them while you're distracted by the pleasure and force of the cold gun inside your wet heat, feeling as he thrusts and pumps it into your soaking arousal, a cheeky and playful smile curling the sides of his mouth.

his boner strains inside of his boxer briefs. fuck, both of his biggest obsessions together. you're fucking with his head, liebling... he sucks in a sharp breath at the glimmer of your sweet arousal left on the muzzle, shaming you for being so perverted, although deep down, we all know who the true creep is.

könig will push the gun into your mouth and will replace where the gun once was with his twitching, aching cock. he'll make sure you clean his gun off with your pretty tongue while fucking you into stupidity, until you're breathless and barely able to keep up with his fast pace and great stamina.

[solaceseven]

jjk characters as high school boyfriends !

pairings: gojo x reader, geto x reader, nanami x reader, sukuna x reader

genre: fluff

SATORU — steals your notebook just to doodle silly hearts and stars in the corners, grinning when you notice. sends you selfies with dumb captions like, “thinking of u during math :)” always ends up next to you, even if it means switching seats without permission. buys your favorite snacks from the vending machine. drapes his jacket over your shoulders when you forget yours. always has to be touching you in some way—holding your hand, resting an arm around your shoulders, or tugging you closer by the waist as you walk. playfully tugs at your hand in the hallway until you finally hold his, his thumb brushing over your knuckles absentmindedly. steals kisses when no one’s around, his laughter soft and warm against your skin. is the class president but lets you get away with anything, flashing you a cheeky grin whenever someone calls him out on it.

“satoru, i have to go,” you mumble against his shoulder as he traps you in a loose hug, swaying both of you gently in the empty hallway. “five more minutes,” he says, voice muffled as he presses his face into your neck. “you said that five minutes ago.” “exactly, so one more won’t hurt,” he grins, pulling back just enough to steal a quick kiss. you laugh softly, trying to wiggle out of his grasp. “i’m seriously going to be late.” “nooo, wait,” he whines, tightening his arms around you for a second before giving you another kiss, slower this time. you sigh, smiling against his lips. “you’re impossible.” he grins, leaning his forehead against yours. “yeah, but you love me.” “unfortunately,” you tease, finally breaking free. “hey!” he calls after you with a pout. “at least say it back!” you glance over your shoulder, rolling your eyes playfully. “i love you too, now go to class, dummy.” he chuckles, watching you leave.

SUGURU — always waits outside your class, no matter how far his own is, greeting you with a soft smile and a quiet “ready to go?” ties your scarf for you when it’s cold, his touch gentle and thoughtful. listens patiently to every rant, every story, every little detail about your day. lets you nap on his shoulder during study sessions, brushing his fingers through your hair absentmindedly. helps you study, sliding his notebook toward you with the answers already written out, whispering, “i’ve got you, don’t worry.” if you get frustrated, he chuckles softly, resting his hand over yours, “relax, you’re smarter than you think.” soft smiles across crowded hallways and even softer glances when you’re not looking. and if you don’t like someone? he doesn’t either—no questions asked. “if you’re not a fan, why would i be? i’m on your side. always.”

“and then—ugh—he just kept going on and on about how this assignment is ‘so simple,’” you huff, taking another bite of your food mid-rant. “like, maybe it’s simple for him, but some of us actually need time to process things!” geto hums softly in agreement, resting his chin in his hand as he watches you with an amused smile. “mmhm, sounds exhausting.” “right?!” you nod, waving your fork around. “and don’t even get me started on how—” he reaches out gently, brushing his thumb across your cheek. “you had a little something,” he says quietly, showing you the crumb he wiped away. your cheeks heat up as you blink at him. “oh… thanks.” he chuckles softly, eyes full of warmth. “keep going, i’m listening.” you pause, blinking at him for a moment before gazing at him softly, eyes filled with quiet affection. then, you lean in to press a quick peck to his lips. geto blinks, surprised, before chuckling softly, his smile growing. “oh! let me tell you about this girl in history,” you suddenly say, eyes lighting up as you jump into another story.

KENTO — always offers to help you study, even when you insist you’ve got it, sliding his notes toward you without a word. shares one side of his earbuds with you during breaks, quietly asking, “this song’s good, right?” and stealing quick glances at you while you’re not paying attention. remembers every small detail—your favorite snacks, the books you want to read, the way you wrinkle your nose when you’re concentrating. walks you home in comfortable silence, the kind that feels easy and familiar, occasionally asking if you’re cold and offering his blazer if you are. not big on pda, but his hand always finds yours when no one’s looking, squeezing gently like a quiet reassurance. when you’re overwhelmed, he gently scolds you for not taking care of yourself—“you need to rest,” he says softly, brushing his thumb over your knuckles—but you know it’s because he worries. helps you solve the hardest problems during study sessions, leaning close to explain them in that calm, steady voice of his.

nanami finds you sitting on the library floor, textbooks scattered around you, and a tired pout on your lips. he sighs softly, crouching down beside you. “overwhelmed?” he asks gently. you nod, rubbing your eyes. “i’ve read the same sentence like ten times.” without a word, he settles next to you, close enough that your shoulders touch. “let’s go through it together,” he offers, opening his notebook. you smile, leaning your head against his arm for a moment. “you’re too good to me.” “i just don’t want you stressing yourself out,” he says, flipping through pages. “besides, someone has to remind you to take breaks.” you roll your eyes playfully. “sounds like you’re calling me a mess.” “not a mess,” he corrects, glancing at you with a soft smile. “just… someone I care about.” your cheeks flush as you nudge him lightly. “smooth.” “practical,” he counters, placing an earbud in your ear and pressing play. “now focus. and don’t fall asleep on me again.” “no promises,” you murmur, smiling as he rests his hand over yours while you both start studying.

SUKUNA — teases you endlessly, calling you ridiculous nicknames just to see you roll your eyes, but the moment someone else tries? his sharp glare is enough to shut them up instantly. only attends school events or the clubs just to spend more time with you, grumbling about how boring it is but never actually leaving your side. acts like he doesn’t care, but always waits for you to finish your school activities just to walk you home, carrying your backpack for you without a word, like it’s the most natural thing in the world. flicks your forehead when you’re being stubborn let’s you wear his jacket and grumbles, “don’t lose it.” casually holds your hand like it’s no big deal, but squeezes it just a little tighter when he thinks you’re not paying attention. tugs you away from your friends during lunch, finding a quiet corner to steal kisses from you,

“where are we going?” you whisper through a giggle as sukuna tugs at your hand, leading you away from your friends and down a quiet hallway. “you’ll see,” he mutters, finally stopping in a secluded corner where no one’s around. you smile up at him, slightly out of breath. “hi.” he grins, leaning against the wall with his usual ease. “hey.” for a moment, neither of you say anything, just smiling at each other like idiots. finally, you whisper, “i missed you.” his smirk softens just a little. “yeah?” “yeah,” you nod, cheeks heating up. he chuckles softly, reaching up to gently touch your cheek with his hand. “you’re so cute,” he mutters before leaning down to kiss you, slow and sweet.