#cried. still crying

[moonjxsung]

I’ve been too depressed to go to the kpop store by my apartment these days and trying to save money after Lolla tickets but they got Channie’s nylon cover in so I went to buy it for my sister, and the second I walk in, the shop owner is like “I’ve been looking for you everywhere!!” She hands me a Shinee Don’t Call Me Onew jewel case that she said she accidentally chipped and she’s been holding onto it for weeks just so she could give it to me for free 😭 (if I haven’t already said it on here I am THEEEE biggest shawol and I’m an Onew collector)

I think love is real and good people do exist and I think everything’s going to be okay in due time

[undertheredhood]

bruce 'tired single dad' wayne: *lecturing jason once again on something he did during a fight*

jason 'theatre kid extraodinare'' todd who immediately starts fake crying on the spot: do you just not love me anymore?

[hinamie]

fire nation festival wear aka a blatant excuse for me to push atla clothing design conventions to the absolute Limit

jjk atla!au with @philosophiums

[skunkes]

[finncakes]

I came here to say, if you are there, maybe you can talk to my friend Orym and try to say that we're okay and we're alive and hopefully we'll see you soon.

A Prayer Answered

[chasiufan]

based off this fic by @delusinaldreamer19 cause it made me ugly sob

[firefistjaigio]

deuce was right, he really is like the sun...

[nonranghaes]

warnings: spider mentions bc writer is terrified and needs to write comfort. this is idol au, btw. (also readers in a polyamorous relationship with both chris and felix, just a heads up)

chris jolts awake when he feels you tugging at his sleeve, barely opening his eyes by the time you speak up.

“christheresahugespidercanyoupleasegogetridofit--”

it’s... a lot. it’s clear that you’re terrified (although his brain hasn’t deciphered what you said yet), and he sits up, reaching out to pull you in. on the other side of the bed, he can feel felix stir from his own slumber--and he hears him stifle a yawn. chris just focuses on you, though, “honey--”

you sniffle, fingers dinging into his arm as you hold him by the forearms, “please go get it before it moves--”

he doesn’t even have to decipher what you said anymore. he knows only one thing gets you this scared, and he gently pulls you in further until you’re actually sitting on the bed. “it’s okay,” he says, “i’ll go catch it. don’t worry,” he presses a kiss onto the crown of your head, getting out of bed. “i won’t come back until it’s gone, okay?”

you nod frantically, and chris mumbles felix’s name to rouse him further. felix turns over, gaze meeting chris’s--although he quickly nods toward you, redirecting the attention--and he understands. he kicks off the blankets, crawling over to you as chris takes his leave as designated-spider-getter.

“it’s okay,” he murmurs softly, drawing you in for a hug. “chris will get it.”

your breath hitches, and felix can feel as you start to cry. it’s a frustrating fear to have--felix knows, as does chris, because you’ve cried to them before about how you wish you could just be normal about those eight-legged little things--and you know that they’re far more afraid of you than you are of them. or, well, that’s what everyone tells you. you haven’t seen a spider have a breakdown because of you, but what do you know?

he holds you, gently tracing hearts on your back as he lets you cry your fears out. felix’s lips press against your softly, just for a second, before he pulls you in again. he draws your face into his shoulder, gently talking you through it. when he finally draws back, once your cries have stifled, he begins searching around.

“where’s bbokari...?” he mumbles. when he and chris are away, the plushies they gave you take their place (... alongside the others, sometimes, but you don’t tell them about that since you’ll never live it down). he moves, patting around until he hears chris come back. “hey,” he calls out, voice raspy with sleep, “do you see bbokari?”

chris stops for a moment with a “hm?” but looks over to your dresser where the group was last assembled. he reaches for the little chick, tossing him over to felix. he returns to bed soon enough after felix moves out of the way, gently guiding you back to the middle of the bed by the arm. he’s pushed bbokari into your arms, and already snuggled in next to you as chris pulls the blankets back over you all.

“it’s okay,” chris presses a kiss against your shoulder. “it’s gone. i took it outside. we’ll protect you, baby.” there’s a teasing lift to his voice, but you know he genuinely means it. 

“mmhm,” felix sounds, planting a soft kiss against your lips. “we’ve got you,” he promises. “alright?”

you snuggle in, both of your boyfriends cuddling in to keep you as safe as they can. it takes you a while to get back to sleep... but it helps to have your silly saviors nearby, always happy to catch and release the spiders and soothe you with as many kisses as it takes.

[levia-san]

It was sad boi post SV canon YQY hours at the qijiu servers again (courtesy of me) and obviously we once again inevitably set YQY up with reincarnated [insert animal] Shen Jiu up; the QiJiuist MO as I call it It's Crane Jiu's glorious return!

PS. ofc he cultivates human form again

[brianskangs]

young k, you're doing really great and i'm thankful for you 🥹🥹🥹

[dont-let-me-eat-pears]

things that are Too Much: both times lancelot dies, the last face he sees is merlin's, and the last thing he does is smile.

[sweetsuo]

Chiika is a very odd character to me so far since we know so little about him and what we do know is from Endo’s POV so we don’t rly know how reliable it is. BUT I do have very specific head canons about him like a voice SO HERE YA GO

 [slaps fic like an old car]

𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥

Chiika Takiishi x fem!Reader

Cw. Crying. Sex work. Rough sex. Emotional conflict. Blood. Mention of birth control & period (blood unrelated to this).  Genre & Synopsis. [ SMUT! ] Taming the beast that is Chika Takishi. wc. 1.2k

Chiika’s hand slides along your throat, grazing the sensitive flesh with a shocking amount of care. You’ve seen those same hands break bones, yet he touched you now like you’d break under the slightest pressure. He had you pressed with your back to the hardwood floor, right hand caressing the curvature of your body. His expression was blank, but you could see the slight crease between his brows as he focused on you. 

His fingertips grazed the slit between your thighs. Long, pretty cock twitched at the slick forming at his fingertips. He played, stroking up and down to his leisure. Within his left hand, he felt the heave of your chest through the palm of his hand and the way your heart fluttered by the pulse under his fingers. When he inserted his middle finger and you arched your back at the flame that singed you from within, he let slip a satisfied grin. 

He's come a long way from a few days ago, when his tender touch was nothing more than rabid rutting between your legs: 

Endo bought your time in the hopes that getting laid would be best for his dear virgin friend, Chiika. He even acted as mediator the first time in case something was to go awry. From meeting him, you understood what the brunette meant when he said Takiishi was ‘a tough nut to crack.’ His expression barely changed, he seldom gave reactions to what was going on around him, and even the slightest issue resulted in someone breaking or bleeding. He seemingly had no interest in nearly anything aside from fighting and destruction. 

Taming this monster of a man was no easy feat, either. The redhead only fucked you initially because Endo promised him something or another in return. After, it was obvious that he had a sex drive. For about a week straight, he fucked you like a wild animal. Frightening as he was, you couldn’t deny how much of a turn-on it was. The mix of desire and curiosity melded, resulting in your extended stay with the two. Chiika kept with his routine. No foreplay. No Prep. Just a quick, rough, session until he was satisfied. It would happen whenever, wherever. You practically had to keep lube on-hand for when the act could happen.

He was rough. He didn’t stop even if you were spent. He truly only cared about his own needs, treating you nothing more than a doll to satiate his needs before a prowl. He didn’t emote and he barely made a sound past grunting. It was always doggy, no eye contact. No intimacy. No interest in you. He’d finish and leave Endo to take care of the aftercare when you were left overstimulated.

It wasn’t until you cried did he stir from his shell. His cock was nestled deep within you, tip bottoming out painfully. You bit your finger hard and sniffled, body entirely too tense for comfort and legs trembling from underneath. You had your head bowed and your shoulders shook as tears dripped down your cheeks. With a pitiful hic, you steeled yourself for more. You were determined to see this man crack at some point. And crack he did... just not in the way you thought. 

Rather than continue, Chiika slid out. 

“Fuck’s wrong?” 

You blink away newly formed tears as you stare bewildered over your shoulder, “Wh- huh?” 

He shifted on the bed, roughly pulling you onto your back to face him. His hands were at either side of your head on the bed and his frame hovered over you, reminding you of his size. Your body went cold and you feared you’d be the next blood pulp for his fireworks. It was then you noticed his eyes. The dreadfully dull honey hues now seemed to have a shred of concern. They betrayed the flat-pressed line of his lips. 

“What. The fuck. Is wrong?” His voice is cold, flat in affect, but forceful in its question. 

“You...” Your mouth opened and closed, searching to find words through the frenzy of your thoughts. Your chest rises and falls. He grabs your cheeks roughly, squishing them between his forefinger and thumb. He examines your expression thoroughly and then looks down. There was a very light spotting of blood on the sheets. You already knew from the pain this was going to happen. 

He didn’t flinch, just tilted his head. It took him a moment to piece things together. You’d been on birth control to skip your period. There was a bit of color on his cock, too. “I did that.” His hand loosened on your cheeks. Takiishi sat upright, hands pressing at your thighs to separate the thick of them in investigation. His nose scrunched and the corner of his lips twitched ever so gently downward, “Yeah?” His eyes are on you again. The intensity of his stare was startling. You couldn’t quite place what his expression was telling you but his voice -

Was that... concern?

“Y-yeah,” You sniffle out, “Usually can prevent it but,” You revisit how he grabbed your wrist to bring you to the bedroom as soon as he got home. You didn’t have the time to grab the lube this time. A wave of irritation overcame you, overtaking every other step of preservation in your system, “You always just go in without any prep work! Like yeah, sure, you have a nice dick an’ all, but I barely have time to use lube and this time I didn’t even get to grab it!” You rub your eyes, a roll of hics shattering your scarlet voice, “A-and you’re ramming your cock into my cervix so hard it hurts.Like fuck’s sake, did Endo not even tell you what to do? I get you were a virgin but forreal? The hell were you expecting?” You’re still on your back, palms pressed to your eyes and you wait for whatever is to come. At this point you didn’t care what he did. Not that he ever laid a hand on you for anything other than sex. The risk was always there.

“Oh.” He mutters dryly. You don’t know what he’s doing, but the weight shifted on the bed. Large, warm palms wrapped around your wrists, puling your hands away from your eyes. He licked the tear form your cheeks, calming your crying via sheer confusion. “What do I do?”

“Uh...” You blink, crying nearly stopped, “For me not to bleed?” 

“For you not to hurt.” There was novel warmth in his words. You feel a flush to your cheeks.  

“A little hurt is fine,” You noted, “I guess start with foreplay? Go slow?”

“Sure. Not tonight. Tomorrow.” Chiika nodded, flopping back onto his pillow. It wasn’t an apology, but probably the closest you’d get to it for right now. You’d take this as a win. You broke through. 

You’ve begun to train the beast. 

[the-bitter-ocean]

(ACT 5 SPOILERS) Ageswap MDP Moments (RUH ROH)

[bakudekublogblog]

i'm sorry i dont think we're talking enough about the bkdk music video. they wrote a whole song full of yearning lyrics and holding hands and longing to be at each other's sides and miscommunicating but still wanting to be together, and then they put child actors in bkdk colors and hand them playing super heroes and holding hands. like bkdks were just given that. an official bkdk song and music video. hello????

[buzzing-arounddd]

THE WAY IM CRYING RN OVER KRISTEN APPLEBEES SHAKILY ASKING JAWBONE "Will you show me your chest?" TO SEE IF HE HAS ONE OF THOSE RAGE STARS I CAN'T–

[manglw]

guh just finished playing dsaf 3 i am. mentally unwell