#don’t think about the perspective please

[pholla-jm]

We're Breaking Up

IMAGINE: WE'RE BREAKING UP~ GOJO X READER GENRE: FLUFF warnings: not proof read. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The world around you blurred as you drove behind the wheel. You were zoning out to the tranquil music that surrounded you. All was peaceful, until the loud ringing of your cell phone cut through the Bluetooth speaker. 

Your eyes glance down at the screen seeing the familiar name of your boyfriends name pop up. 

Moving your thumb to the answer button, the familiar click of picking up the phone is heard. 

“Daaaarling!” Gojo’s singing voice cuts through the speaker, causing you to flinch and lower the volume a bit. 

Always so loud when answering.  

“Hey, baby. I’m assuming you're done with your mission?” “Yup! And I have a special dinner planned.” You could hear the excitement in his voice causing your own feelings of giddiness. 

“Ooh! I’m so excited. What do you have planned?” You ask. 

“Well I… tell… that.” 

Static started to interfere with his voice, causing it to breakin in and out. You notice that you were coming up to a tunnel. 

“Ah, sorry, Toru.Our connection, I think we’re breaking up. So I’ll call you later. Bye!” You say, not waiting for his response and hanging up. 

However, it sounded a bit different from Gojo’s perspective. 

He was shopping, picking up your favorite flowers and talking to you on the phone. 

“Well I can’t tell you that.” Gojo responds, happy that you were feeling just as excited as him. He could hear a bit of static on the phone but he didn’t think anything of it. 

“Uh, sorry… Toru…. We’re b-breaking… up..” The line went dead causing his heart to drop. 

Breaking up?! What do you mean by that?! 

He frantically clicks your contact on the phone, hoping to reach you. However, the call goes straight to voicemail causing him to think of the worst. 

Oh no, he simply couldn’t have this. 

He turns back to the vendor, and pulls out his wallet. 

“I’ll buy all of these.” Causing the vendor's eyes to widen as Gojo pulls out his black card. 

With the unsuspected traffic, you ended up home a bit later than you would have liked. You see Gojo’s car in the driveway and the lights are on. You smile, excitement filling you again just from the thought of seeing him. 

You grab your bag, quickly making your way into the house. 

What you see next shocks you. The front of the formal living room was covered in flowers. You honestly couldn’t see any of the living space. 

“Wa- what in the world…” You whisper as you look at the variety of the flowers. 

“Baaabby!” Gojo shouts while throwing himself on you. “Oof.” Your arms wrap around Gojo, stabling both you and him. 

“Toru’. Baby. What’s all this?” 

Gojo leans back a little, a pout on his face and you couldn’t understand why he was upset. 

“Please, I don’t want to break up.” He says in a low voice. It was like saying the words made the situation feel real, and he didn’t like that. 

You were taken back by his words. You had no idea where this was coming from. “What? Babe, what are you talking about?” “On the phone. You said that we’re breaking up.” He responds and you raise an eyebrow at him. 

“Earlier? No. I said that our connection was bad. That we were breaking up. I was driving into a tunnel.” 

Gojo’s perks up hearing your words. 

“So, we’re not breaking up?” 

You laugh, “no, silly. You’re stuck with me.” “Good, I want to be stuck with you.” 

“Is this why you bought all these flowers?” You ask him, once again looking at the outrageous amount of flowers. 

He looks at you with a smug smile.

“Well, I had to bring my A-game.”

[judesmoonbeauty]

A Day in the Life Of Jude Jazza: A Look That Only His Lover Knows: Sneak Peak

Please Note: Since the sneak peek jumps around a lot, some of these lines will most likely change once chapters are fully translated with proper context. This is a fan translation only. Please expect grammatical errors and translation inaccuracies. This is a full translation. Creative liberties are taken for characterization and smoother translation process. Cybird owns everything. Re-blogs are appreciated, but please do not post my translation elsewhere. Thank you for your support! ☾.

Just before the sun rose, I returned to my room and saw Kate sleeping on the bed.

Jude: …..Lookin’ mighty happy as she sleeps, so what’s the princess dreamin’ ‘bout?

When I pulled Kate close to me, her warmth lulled me to sleep in an instant,

Jude: I’m exhausted…..

Jude: [Yawn]….’Mornin’ Kate.

A morning greeting in the same bed.

While grabbing lunch, he stuffed his dessert in my mouth one bite after another…..

Jude: Kate.

Kate: Yeah, ommph.

Jude: Ya finished off dessert for two, so ya work t’make up for it, yeah?

(Oh, he’s thinking about Kate right now.)

A side to him that I don’t even know is told from Ellis’ perspective.

(Jude probably doesn’t notice)

When he thinks of Kate, his expression becomes softer.

(Dammit….why’d we meet?)

In the middle of the raid, the image of my boyfriend flickered in my mind, so I finished up quickly and went to meet him, but

Kate: Welcome back, Jude.

(This’s how I feel when gettin’ disappointed.)

It felt like all the poison had been extracted from me, and even though I was shocked, I called out to him.

Jude: Go home.

At the end of the day, we spent some sweet and somewhat heart-wrenching time as lovers.

Jude: How laid back. I’ll make sure ya don’t do somethin’ cheeky like that.

I’m being tortured, teased, tied together, and I feel like I may drown in this but,

Jude: I’ll do it.

I was once again cursed with a beautiful necklace adorning my neck-

Jude: Don’t worry, I’ll cherish ya all properly like.

In the Deep Love LVMAX bonus, a special story that is a continuation of the cumulative bonus is told from his perspective.

Jude: Toldja.

Leaning over her from above, I put my lips close to her ear,

Jude: I’ll cherish ya all proper like.

The night of drowning pleasure continues.

(Such a thin stomach….get stabbed ‘n you’d probably die instantly)

At first glance, Kate, who’s meddlesome, earnest, and refuses to give up, may not seem like the moon.

Jude: But, yer like the moonlight t’me.

Even though I wanted to give up on everything, but I couldn’t end it, so my life continued festering unable to go back.

Your existence is like a gentle beam of light offering guidance in the darkness.

Jude: If ya don’t shine properly, I won’t be able to reach ya.

This is the story of a day in the life of Jude Jazza.

Dividers: @.natimiles

[Event Master List]

[cractivitiescentral]

BATMAN & HIS NO KILL RULE

Like it just says he has a no killing rule and no little exploration into it? You just leave it at that? No reasoning nothing?

From my perspective, how I see it Batman’s no killing rule was set as a barrier for him and his kids. To you know stop them from going over the edge.

Like you’re telling me… he had so much shit done to him and he just accepts it like that? He’ll no. He knows that if he kills even one person he’ll never go back from it. SO he puts measures in place in this case his no kill rule to stop himself from taking a dive into the abyss.

Think about it. Nightwing (as robin) was hellbent on getting justice even if it meant killing and if not for Batman’s rule he would have.

Red Hood (has killed but that was mostly pit madness tbh so it doesn’t really count) he would have killed joker and went on a murdering spree.

Black Bat/ Orphan & Robin ( current? one) were raised as weapons and assassins respectively. Enough said.

As for Spoiler and Signal not really familiar with them as I haven’t really read their comics but if given the chance no matter how goofy and nice they are would end somebody’s life.

Also Oracle, she has access to all that tech it would be a breeze to kill someone or hire someone to do it for her and cover it up because she has the means.

Like really you people don’t explore the no kill rule and why it was put in place enough. You think Batman put it in place just because he’s morally above it? Please.

[teddypines]

The pretty things in life

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Summary: Y/N needing comfort after a long day and Logan being a carrying husband. Making sure his wife got all the love she deserves after a tough day.

Lost of fluff and use of multiple nicknames (Bub, kitty, Kitten).

Husband!Logan x Wife!Reader. Reader is a snow leopard mutant/hybrid in this, other feline creatures are possible too.

Note: happy New year everyone!! (This was totally not posted on accident)

Pictures and art from Pinterest, credits to the artist. I just put it together.

Words: 2097

The little poem at the end is from the book 'Pillow Thoughts' by Courtney Peppernell.

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Today wasn’t the greatest day, everything just seemed to go wrong. The children were louder than other days, the noise being a bit too much for Y/N’s sensitive ears, but she was going to finish her lessons. Already looking forward to cuddles in the nest with Logan after dinner. Needing her hubby for comfort, wanting to be wrapped in his arms and sent. But that sadly had to wait for a bit, only two more lessons to give and then she would be done.

“Next slice, please, Kurt.” Y/N said before Kurt tapped the laptop for the next slide of the presentation. “And here we see a painting of heterochromia. See how the artist put detail into every little coloured dot on the eyes.” Y/N explained as she looked at Kurt, giving him a little sign to put on the next slide. Until one of the teen’s put up their hand. “But miss what does this have to do with art?” 

“Good question, Alice, we are going to try and paint something as close to it's real life counterpart. Get it to look as realistic as you can, put in details that someone might not see at first. You can try to use different perspectives, see it in a different light and color. Just put on canvas what you see as best as you can.” Y/N explained as she showed the children a piece of art she did showing the beauty of something small yet so bright in color because of the lighting, in this case Beast's blue fur. “And if this doesn’t work for you, then do something else, be creative but keep the overall details in mind, it doesn’t even have to be big. Just paint or draw what you see.” 

With this the children went to work on their art as Y/N left the classroom to get a cup of tea and a few moments alone. Of course giving a few students the job to keep the others in check. Not wanting to come back to a destroyed classroom. 

Standing in the kitchen as the kettle boiled, thinking about how she could make it to the end of the day without feeling too overwhelmed. Unconsciously rubbing the ears on top of her head. Her tail moved around nervously in a way to try and calm herself down. She was so deep in though she didn’t even notice Logan slipping his arms around her waist. 

“What ya thinking about, bub?” He asked, making Y/N jump out of her thoughts. “Just what I have to do to survive the rest of the day.” She answered while leaning back against Logan, her tail going around Logan's leg to ground herself against him. “Awh, is my kitty a little overwhelmed and overstimulated?” Logan asked with a small smirk on his face. Which made Y/N grumble a bit in answer, knowing the tone in her husband's voice all too well. She reached up to grab her teacup from the cupboard.

“How about I join you for your lessons, that’s your last lesson of the day, right?” Logan suggested after kissing Y/N’s shoulder. Wanting her to know he was there for her, even in her overstimulated situation.“No, have one more after this one, but you don’t have to join me, you have your own classes.” She answered. Putting her tea bag into her cup, putting in the boiled water right after. “I finished for the day.” 

“Really? Owh, yeah, it’s wednesday.” Y/N realised as Logan took her mug, starting to lead Y/N back to her class, his hand on her lower back, just above her tail. Just a little bit of comfort he could offer her. “Come on love, after classes have ended I'll cuddle with you.” Logan promised with a smile on his face. “In the nest?” Y/N asked, giving Logan big kitten eyes. “Yes, in the nest, bub.”

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Logan stayed by Y/N’s side as she helped the children with their art and taught the next class. He didn’t say a single word, he just looked grumpy with his arms folded over his chest and his feet on the desk. Some of the children did see a small glimpse of a smile on Logan’s face when Y/N looked back at him while she explained something about inspiration and making art about the things and/or people you love. Logan’s gaze made a few of the children giggle, and some of the girls just wished someone would look at them like how Logan looks at Y/N. He just really loves his wife and it showed.

If Logan could make art like his wife, he would make art about her, show her how he sees her every day, how beautiful she really is. Bring out her best features, her glowing eyes, her hair and those fluffy ears. That idiot tail that always found a place around his leg or her legs and the thighs he loved to nap on when he allowed himself. Sadly no one would ever see the way Logan sees Y/N since he sucks at art and photography doesn’t do her justice.

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After classes had finally ended for the day and the kids had left the classroom, Y/N sat down in Logan’s lap and let out a sigh. “Good job, bub, you’re done for the day.” Logan whispered into Y/N’s ear as he wrapped his arms around her waist. Gently holding onto her as she lay her head on his shoulder. “Yeah… Now I want to go to the nest and cuddle, I really need cuddles right now.” Y/N responded as she buried her nose into Logan’s shirt, his scent calming her down a little. “And I could really use some dinner and a good drink, right about now.” She added. “Then let’s get you some dinner first, get you in the shower after and then we can cuddle in the nest.” Logan answered, taking charge. He knew exactly what Y/N needed when she was tired, so he was going to take care of her.

Logan wrapped Y/N’s arms around his neck and her legs around his waist before standing up from the desk chair. Holding her close to him, as he carried her. “What do you want for dinner?” He asked after getting out of the classroom and into the hallway. “Pasta, the good one.” Y/N answered. Logan grumbled a bit as Y/N answered, he knew which pasta she wanted. The only problem with this was that he didn’t make the pasta the way Storm made it. So he only had one choice, hope that Storm was making dinner tonight and that it was the pasta Y/N wanted and that she wouldn't get overwhelmed even more if it wasn’t the pasta she wanted. Y/N wouldn’t but Logan just wanted his wife to have the pasta she wanted.

As Logan carried Y/N to the kitchen, some of the children ran past the two. Also going to the kitchen for dinner. Bickering with each other about what they thought they were going to get for dinner. 

When Logan walked into the kitchen with Y/N he saw that it was Jean and Scott by the stove. Logan groaned a little when he found out it wasn’t Storm who made dinner. “What are you two making?” Y/N asked Jean as she looked over Logan’s shoulder, not really minding that it wasn’t Storm making dinner. "Lasagne." Scott answered, putting more sauce in the dish. Logan sighed in relief, lasagne was pasta too, that was good.

“Yeah, and we have garlic bread on the side and some salad if you want to be healthy.” Jean continued Scott's answer. “It will be ready in about forty minutes.” She added, already have read Y/N's thoughts about how long it was going to take until it was done. Y/N groaned but accepted It would take a little more time. “Logan? Can we shower now instead of after dinner? We have the time.” Y/N asked Logan, actually liking that they had time to shower now instead of after dinner. Logan nodded his head and took Y/N to their room after telling Jean and Scott they would be back for dinner.

Some of the children in the kitchen grumbled that they had to wait almost an hour before they could have dinner, not liking that dinner was later than usual. Not really caring that some of the adults had a mission or other adult tasks to do which made them start on dinner a little later. 

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Once in their bathroom Logan sat Y/N on the counter next to the sink. “Need me to shower with you, love?” Logan asked between gentle kisses on Y/N”s head. “Yes, I would like that, please.” She answered to which Logan nodded. “Alright, let me get some fresh towels and then I'll help you undress.” Logan said as he whipped underneath Y/N’s eye, brushing away some sleep. He stepped away from her and started to grab enough towels. Y/N on the other hand wasn’t really patient and got off the counter, already undressing herself and putting her clothes in the laundry. She made her way to the shower and turned it on, waiting for the water to become the right temperature. 

“Hey, I was going to do that for you kitten.” Logan laughed once he saw his wife already undressed and underneath the warm water of the shower. He placed the towels on the heater next to the shower before undressing himself. “Just wanted to be in the shower already.” Y/N explained as she appreciated the way Logan was undressing. Logan rolled his eyes playfully. “Such an inpatient and naughty kitten.” 

Y/N gave Logan a tired smile as he got into the shower with her. Placing her right hand onto his chest. holding back the desire to just press her face into his pec’s. Logan placed his own hand over Y/N’s, rubbing his thumb over the back of her hand. He looked down at Y/N, seeing just how tired she really was right now and how much the shower was helping her relax. Not a single word needed to be said between them. They just showered in the comfort of each other, Logan helping Y/N was her hair, ears and tail before she helped him wash his. After doing the whole shower routine Logan just held onto Y/N for a few minutes, just letting her know he was here for her, letting her lean on him. Telling her he loved her and other sweet nothings.

Getting out of the shower was difficult, but it happened because tummies started to rumble. Logan helped Y/N dry off and got her into some comfy clothes, his shirt and her favorite comfy pants. He dried her hair and fur, brushing it after. He got some comfy clothes for himself before looking at his watch. “Dinner will be ready soon, bub.” He announced. “Okiedokie.” Y/N answered as she reached out for Logan’s arm. Holding onto him as he led the way back to the kitchen. Logan was secretly liking how clingy Y/N was right now, she usually is when tired, but now she was just a little extra clingy and he loved it.   

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Dinner was nice, a bit loud because of the inpatient and hungry kids, but the lasagna was amazing so that fixed everything for Y/N. They stayed a little longer at the dinner table for ice cream and talked about everything and nothing. Well it was mostly Logan and Y/N listening to the other, but they didn’t mind, it was nice to listen every once in a while. After dinner Logan carried Y/N back to their room. Gently laying her down on their nest, laying down next to her after she was settled. Logan made sure Y/N was tucked against him, holding a plushie he gave her for their first anniversary. Warm covers and blankets over the two of them before he kissed her head. “Sweet dreams, Love.” He whispered before watching her fall asleep. She was clearly too tired to stay awake to long for the cuddles she wanted.

Logan admired Y/N for a few minutes, looking at her fluffy ears and her cheeks. The way the bedside lamp made her face glow. She really was the prettiest thing he had ever sat his eyes on. “Of all the maps in the world, the only one I will follow is the map to your heart.” Logan whispered against Y/N’s forehead before leaving a kiss. He turned off the lamp and closed his eyes. Happily falling asleep in their nest, letting the comfort and warmth take over.

[the-100-days-of-junkan]

Day 91

Besties i’m so fucking glad i don’t have that music video looming over my head anymore, like yeah i’m writing this on day 82 so it’s not ACTUALLY off of my chest yet but still. Oh right- the topic.

“So Elegant, So Vulgar” from School Life of Mutual Loving, by MarySutcliff

So this ones special! And the reason its special is also the reason I did it first! It was a bit hard to figure out, but if looking at the date of the collection of stories is correct, and putting it and putting it against other fics of the same nature, this chapter is the FIRST Soft Junkan Fic on AO3. If i’m wrong that’s my bad but I think the time of release for this one (which I can only speculate because I don’t know the best way to check)?

So it only seemed right to make something based off of it, for the culture! Though it wasn’t easy, this fic is a bit more . . . abstract? That’s probably an awful word to describe it as but I’m not good at this. The story switches perspective between several characters, in a way that pleases my brain as we loop between them, starting from Junko and ending at Junko. Now the format and the very internal way this fic was written posed the question of how the hell I was supposed to visualize it. Eventually I just tried to mimic the way the story was formatted, every character layered on top of eachother with Junko and Mikan exclusively in the center.

It’s really hard to describe but you can probably just look at it and see what I mean?

As for the fic itself! 

It’s nice! I very unfortunately don’t have a lot to say beyond paying my respects for it’s place in Junkan History, and it’s extremely pleasing and unique format. Admittedly I do find the dialogue, both internal and external, a bit, jarring? Nothing that truly detracts from the piece, just feels off in a way that isn’t there with some of this author’s other stories. 

I won’t be complaining though! I’m a gal who struggles to really critically chip into the things she takes in, I prefer to just enjoy what I’m given despite it’s flaws. I don’t blindly enjoy everything of course, there are pieces of media i either don’t feel positively on (or anything on), and even some pieces that truly bring out the worst in me. I am a woman who holds deep burning angry and spite inside of her, I just choose to try and not make it anyones problem but my own!~ Simply put while I may air small issues here and there, the coming days of fic adaptations will be more about showing my love for the work that I’ve read dozens of times and have helped somewhat satiate my constant need for Junkan, rather than picking apart everything that may or may not be wrong with them, very sorry if ya’ll were looking for something like that!~ Hopefully my happy go lucky lifestyle will suffice in its stead!

As always, Reblogs, Comments, and Little Notes in the Tags are appreciated!~ They always make my day!~

[hazellevessque]

I understand the sentiment in saying you want Rosh to publish tpq scenes from Aiden’s pov, but that’s not going to happen because the series is not about him, nor his romance with Aru. The series revolves the relationship between the five (technically six) sisters, and the bond they form throughout the books. The romance is present, but it is not the main focus, which is why we do not get scenes from his or Rudy’s pov. But we DO get scenes from Mini, Brynne, Kara’s pov because at its core, the story is about the girls, and that theme was established in the first book.

I understand why Aiden pov scenes would be enjoyed (and if they were released I would eat them up) but at the end of the day, the series is not a romance series and therefore we do not get scenes like the sacrifice and the love confession from Aiden’s pov in the book, even if the perspective does switch to other characters at times. It would be very fun if it did happen, but unfortunately I don’t think Roshani has anything like that in store for us

(Also please read the tags on this post I’m going to clarify some things)

[isbergillustration]

Hey, are you guys open yet?

[ariartcor]

Do you think he dreams of him sometimes?

[imonfire1985]

“the smoke in nyc is so bad right now” yeah and tons of people in canada are losing their homes and livelihoods because they’re literally being burnt down. so

[goldensunset]

third file of stardew valley and i actually went and died like some sort of noob… i only lost one item but it was my sword!! ik i can recover it easy but like can you believe it. still i feel like i got off pretty easy there

[foxgloveinspace]

Something I’ve been thinking about a lot is that a lot of Sleep Token songs are about Vessel, and like I have a list, but I want to drop the concept that I have a thought that sometimes Vessel is the ‘she’ in the songs.

[likeadevils]

people are mad at taylor for her own actions. she is choosing to hang out with a man who assaulted a women and a women who defended it. both terrible people. taylor swift fans are mad that taylor is doing this. no one is at all blaming her for their actions, just voicing distaste for her own. brittany herself told the people to shut up. she dismissed the assault as him 'trying to find his way'. taylor herself made so many s.a victims feel safe to then turn around and high five the man and celebrate with him. fans have every right to be disappointment in taylor and who she is choosing to surround herself with. taylor is not a victim in this situation and swifties need to learn shes a grown adult responsible for her own actions. what you said about 'making a mans s.a. about 2 women' (no ones doing that btw? its blatantly obvious that its two separate thoughts) and 'holding women accountable for the crimes of men' (again... no ones doing that) is incredibly ignorant, dismissive and simplistic way to view a very serious situation and i hope you realize that eventually.

i’m not trying to dismiss what brittany said— it was disgusting. i’m also not trying to paint taylor as a victim, she’s a grown woman who can make her own choices. what i am saying is the vast majority of the ire i’ve seen is about taylor and britney, which is part of a wider societal trend of raking women over the coals while ignoring men who have done far more harm. brittnay’s words (again, reprehensible) pale in comparison to jackson’s actions, and yet the majority of criticism i’ve seen is directed at her. i don’t want to minimize the harm brittany has done with her words, but i am trying to add an additional layer of nuance and perspective, and that’s how women often take the brunt of societal ire, when the men in their lives are the ones doing the most violence

[titsthedamnseason]

now listen this might be wrong to say as a fan but i need taylor swift to get less popular before the next era. we need to find a way to weed out these trend followers

[formulapisces]

shamelessly vagueing here and this sounds harsh but jesus some people really need to start realising not everything is about them.

not in a stuck up, the world revolves around me, arrogant way. but in a they’re not laughing about you, they’re not gossiping about you, you’re just insecure, reading into every little thing, hurt and need help type of way.

[shego1142]

This is honestly a good example of how autistic people use their special interests to relate to the world around them and how non-autistic people have trouble understanding that/not being mean to them for “always” making something about that special interest

if you told vin diesel fast and the furious you were gay he'd be like "Some people like driving stick…some people like driving automatic…what matters is you cross the finish line.." and then he'd rev up a dodge challenger and drive through a building and kill 16 people

[seilon]

well I finished it. you know someone in one of my classes the other day was talking about how the final edit of this show cut out a fair amount of content for the sake of sticking to netflix’s time limit and how you can kind of just Feel that void when you watch it. and i understand now