#eyemask anon

[cripplecharacters]

hi! I'm aware that this blog is for questions about writing disabilities in general, but do you guys know of any blogs or resources to look for sensitivity/beta readers? in case you guys don't beta read.

thanks for all your work, mods! <3

- eyemask anon

Hello!

For specific disabilities, there are some Tumblr pages that offer sensitivity reading:

@blindbeta does sensitivity reading for works involving blind characters. You can find information about their availability, rate, and such in their pinned post.

@vitiligo-is-not-a-trend does sensitivity reading for works involving characters with vitiligo.

@a-little-revolution has mentioned doing sensitivity reading [Link] for characters with dwarfism (and possibly autistic and hard-of-hearing characters).

Unfortunately, I haven't been able to find any active blogs on the topic of general sensitivity reading.

If you're open to going off-site, there's also a subreddit called r/SensitivityReaders for connecting writers with sensitivity readers.

They have a few categories:

Culture/Ethnicity

Disability

Job/Experience

LGBT+ & LGBTQ+ (For some reason these are two different tags?)

Mental Illness

Physical Illness

Religion

I'm not sure about the other mods but I will mention that I do personally do sensitivity reading, beta reading, and editing occasionally.

Cheers,

~ Mod Icarus

[presidentlokis-hornyhelmet]

Purrfection

<<Part 2 [can also be read as standalone] MASTERLIST

Anon ask: "Ahoy can you make a Purrfect Distraction part 3 where we finally kiss our bae?"

Summary: You're on an important mission, that's all you can say. Superheroes + needing to kiss to hide from bad guys (modified a bit)  Tags: Undercover missions, kissing A/N: sorry I'm a bit in the middle of some things rn so i hope the wait is worth it! :) enjoy!

Also Read on AO3

"Target at twelve o' clock." 

"Rodger that", the crisp static voice replies in your ear. 

You're on an important mission, that's all you can say. 

After quite sometime of vigilante-ing around Mumbattan with Spider-Man, you get recruited to S.H.I.E.L.D as agents-in-training. Tch, amateurs? Really? How many times have you kicked the Screwdriver crew's ass? And dealt with The Nightmare on a monthly basis. C'mon, SHIELD! 

Fury had initially doubted your credibility, but after witnessing your skills and a bonafide from Spidey himself, he appreciated you being on the good guy's side now. 

Personally, you hate being ordered around -which was why you worked solo; to be your own boss- but work was work and you were getting paid, (the SHIELD id card helped greatly in some sticky situations) so you were somewhat content. 

Pavitr... not so much. He hated the constant privacy breach and lack of freedom; 'its like being put on a leash, y/n!', he would often complain. 

And they wouldn't even let you guys on important missions! Atrocity, really. 

So it was like Diwali came early when Fury finally -although, begrudgingly- allowed you both to go on a mission! And without a senior agent on field to supervise you, which was the cherry on top! Pavitr was so overjoyed that he began cheering and dancing before you were even given details. 

The mission was boringly typical, though it excited you no less: pretend as high-class guests to retrieve a spectacular artefact, some tesseract thingy that glows blue, showcased at a charity event (which was actually more of a show off) hosted by multi-millionare bald businessman. The catch was that the man's son, a teenager, was there in his father's stead and he was in-charge of the invites, which meant the crowd was young. 

Though, what idiot dad would let such a priceless asset be lying around a teenager, you didn't know, but their failings is your advantage. (And Fury swore the teen had no idea about it, so taking it "should be a piece of cake." Easy for you to say, Mr. Eyepatch.) 

Pavitr comes out after changing into his attire -a silky black tux with a cute little bowtie- running his hand through his wavy obsidian locks. You can't help pinching his cheeks as you subtly give him an once over. Man, he looks handsome! 

You're dressed in an equal fashion but in more bland colours and stiletto heels. "For convenience", Fury says and you restrict from rolling your eyes. 

Donning the eyemasks, SHIELD takes you to the place of the event in a limo, with a couple senior agents staying back to monitor the target and your movements -and as a Plan C. You were too involved in not outright drooling at the luxurious interior to be offended. 

The car comes to a quiet halt and you go through your scripts, which is agonizingly simple: Peter (Pavitr) as the heir to a climate tech startup and you as his secretary. 

With final touches to your outfit, the pair of you step out. 

_______

You've successfully entered the premises without a hitch and Pavitr, or Peter, made his presence known. After chatting with a few company heirs and young CEOs, your eye catches the prize. 

"Queen at 10 o' clock", you say, seeing the tesseract. Pav nods at you from a few feet away: it's time to move. 

You're currently in a secluded area set up specifically for the tesseract, restricted only to the most esteemed guests and VIPs -of which you were neither. But the good news is that the lightning is dim and occupants are scattered across the room, which should give you enough leeway to sneak her out. 

"Eye on the ball", Spider-Man's smooth voice rings in your ear. How he is still cheery, you'll never know. "Black Cat, do you copy?" 

"Rodger that." 

You've yet to meet the host himself, which is custom, but you thought you could make away with the tesseract before and not cause a scene. What if he dedeuced you were spies? What if he realized he never invited you? Fury hadn't let you see a pic of him beforehand either, so what if you've passed by him without knowing? Oblivious of the host himself? Now, that was bound to cause a scene. 

Crossing your fingers, you join your "boss" and saunteer behind a confident Pavitr, who strides in like he owns the place. It works; the bodyguards seem a bit intimidated despite their deadpan stare eventhough Pav is very much smiling. 

"Keep moving. Queen at ten steps, north." 

"I see her." Pavitr smirks into the camouflaged bluetooth, whispering excitedly, "Got i-" 

"Alert! Host approaching at 3 o' clock."

You panic, though your face is set straight, heart thumping loudly in your chest and your palm turns sweaty. Pavitr is frozen with shock as he sees the boy in white suit and red tie from a distance. 

"What the-!", Pav swears under his breath. A sweat bead rolls down the side of his forehead as he pulls you aside, backing into a dim corner. "That's Hari Oberoi, my best friend!" 

Shit shit shit! If he catches Pavitr snooping around his house on a striclty business party... 

A frantic crisp whisper echoes urgently through the bluetooth. "S@&#*! We've been compromised. Abort! Mission abort-", it cuts off abruptly with the sound of a revving engine, leaving you two to your own devices. Great, just great. 

This is too much pressure for a simple ex-cat burglar like you. 

Suddenly, as if the Universe itself wanted you to escape, you get an idea and pull Spider-Man through the restroom door behind you. Only once inside does your breath return. 

The releif on your faces doesn't stay long, because Hari Oberoi is knocking on the door a few seconds after. The lock clicks open, golden handle curving down in a squeak. 

As quick as a flash, Pavitr cups your face and surges forward, connecting your lips in a full kiss. You freeze in shock, not even moving as he caresses your cheek, thumb rubbing circles as he coaxes your mouth relax. You body goes into autopilot and reciprocates the kiss, leaning into him, fingers tangling in his soft wavy hair as his hands seek your waist. 

Fireworks burst in your veins, every nerve coming alive. His lips are so so soft, just like you imagined. 

Hari evidently has witnessed your romantic moment, judging from the soft 'whoah, sorry!' you hear before a sharp resounding click of the door being shut. 

Forever has passed when Pavitr pulls away for air, your lips chasing his before he returns with a short kiss. You look into his deep brown eyes, catching your racing breath. 

"Pav, that was.." 

His eyes are still sparkling. "..Amazing"

____

The annoying static voice sounds once you're safely out of the premises, your target sitting in your palm obediently. "Spider, cat, do you copy?" 

Pav clears his throat and answers. "Rodger that, sir. The Queen is dead." 

Code for 'we've got the prize.'

A static silence ensues. And then, a slightly amused, "Long live the king."

Code for 'get your asses back to HQ safely. We're not sorry for ditching you.' 

______

[Later] 

"Uh-huh. And how, exaclty, did you take her?", Fury asks with his resident face of disapproval as he listens intently. 

"Well", Pav says, stretching his arms and breaking his knuckles for effect as he spins a tale, "after your agents abandoned us, Y/n and I snuck into the vents which we painstaking crawled through, and by the power of my amazing webs, I snatched it when they weren't looking. The artefact teleported us outside." 

No one can condone nor object your statements due to lack of witness and evidence against you. Plus, they did abandon you guys.

You giggle, saluting the one-eyed director who dismisses you and walk out onto the platform of the helicarrier.

"Ahem..", you clear your throat when you finally get some privacy, "about the kiss.." 

The pink of the sunset paints his cheeks, the yellow of the evening glowing behind him. Pavitr blushes, his dimples deepening and god, if he isn't positively ethereal right now! 

"Hmm..", he bites his lip, eyes sparkling, "I'm not sure we did it right. We should do it again. What do you say?" 

There was much to talk about: where you guys stand, what relationship you have and, of course, feelings.. but all that is secondary. Right now, there's only one thing in your mind. 

"Yeah", you agree as he pulls you closer, noses touching, "We should do it again." 

[spilling-blood]

*puts u in bed**tucks u in**puts on ur eyemask**puts in ur earplugs**pats ur head*......

*sits on ur bed and watches u*

Honestly I am so exhausted yeah okay knock yourself out dear anon though you probably can find something more interesting to watch.

[loosiap]

thank you for the eye defaults, was just looking for new ones! one question: what's the advantage of having the other eye colors as eye masks in blushes instead of just having them as normal eyes? eg why did you decide to do this instead of just making custom eye colors when putting digi's eyes onto a new sclera? honestly just curious, because I had never considered anything like this

Hi! You're welcome ^^ Anon listed those eyemasks in their ask so I included them, Idk what the advantage over custom eyes would be for normal player, maybe if someone is afraid to use custom eyes yet but wants some variety anyways? I just made them for myself because I like to have them ┓(  •  ᵕ  •  )┏ Like for example to change eye colours for my models, eyemasks allow me to do it faster and in the game on a spot when my indecisive brain suddenly decides different eyes would be more suitable. I also like to have such eyemasks for supernatural sims, like plantisms and vampires, that have eye textures included in skin textures so I can have each vampire and each plantsim with different eyes

[youresoempty]

hospital anon- i had the sense to bring earplugs and an eyemask to the hospital, it's impossible to sleep otherwise. I could feel my stomach twisting when i woke up, but thought nothing of it. But when i took out the earplugs, i realise it hadn't just been twsiting, it had been growling! Kinda mad i missed it, and now im wondering how many people heard it...

Oh I’m certain the whole ward heard your stomach rumbling. They had to - you’re so, so hungry.

[sleepsmackdown]

related to scara fight but as a new (2 month) player playing the sumeru quest like a week ago i got eyestrain so fast from nahida using her skill in the trial that for the next two days i could not sleep due to my eyes rolling into my head and constantly twitching whenever i tried. i ended up wearing an eyemask and that fixed the problem but holy shit

Geez, anon, and I thought my thumbs hurting from pressing the buttons too fast was bad

[vampirevibez]

I lovee 4's pajamas

his a real big fan of them Squid Sisters

[smallsimmer]

Smallsimmer Asian Eyemask Dump

A kind anon asked me to make some eyemasks for Asian eyes so here are six different options for your use

Info:

6 Eyemasks - recolorable

Custom CAS thumbnails (under the cut)

2k Textures

Males and Females

TOU

Download: Dropbox (alt)

[onlymingyus]

The Game

header edited by me (@chogiwapadada) do not remove the watermark and do not repost

pairing; kim mingyu x gn reader

genre;smut/suggestive (minors dni)

warnings; banter, teasing, use of a blindfold, hands restricted, slight impact play (one slap on the thigh), food is ate.

word count; 1.6k and some change

request; yes

a/n;  i hope you enjoy this anon. your ask was too cute not to expand on.

Mingyu grunts as you tie his left hand to the headboard with the soft satin tie. You smile when you have finished securing him in place before reaching for the eyemask lying on the bed next to him. “I don’t know why I agreed to this.” Laughing at his words you sit across Mingyu’s thighs making him groan when you put pressure on his half hard cock. “Because I asked so nicely.” 

“Hmm…” Mingyu gives you a sound of faux displeasure when you slide the eye mask over his head and place it over his eyes. “It will be fun…and you are so smart, Gyu. You do this sort of thing to me all the time, surely you can figure out all the items.” Mingyu feels you leave his legs and the bed making him wonder where you are when he hears the sound of your feet on the floor leaving the room. 

“Right, but it’s me doing it, not having it done to me…” His voice trails off at the end not even sure you can hear him but when you speak up next to the bed, Mingyu jumps making you laugh into your words. “That’s the fun of it. Don’t be so jumpy. I didn’t pick anything scary or gross.” The bed dips slightly as you move back to sit across his legs before you reach for an item on the tray opting for a piece of ice. You knew that it would be easy and they would melt quickly so it would be best to use it first. 

You let the cold water drip over Mingyu’s nipple making him gasp before you press the cube to his skin and trail it lightly around his nipple and along the middle of his chest as he arches slightly. “Cold…very cold. It’s ice.” Laughing you nod and trail the cube up his chest along his neck to his mouth before placing it against his lips letting him take it into his mouth. “Very good, my smart boy.”

Mingyu scoffs around the ice as it melts in his mouth. “Don’t patronize me, you gave me an easy one.” You laugh again and lean down to run your warm tongue around his nipple making him groan into a whine at the sudden warmth over his cold skin. Pressing a kiss over his nipple you glance up to your blindfolded boyfriend and smile before biting at your lip with a shrug. “I’m not,I am teasing you Mingyu. You do the exact same thing to me when we play this game. You tell me how smart I am when I guess it right and you got it right, so deal with it.” 

Shifting on his lap you can’t help but to glance down at his boxers noting that he was at full attention for you now. He was clearly enjoying this more than he wanted to let on. Smirking as you pick up the feather he had used on you so many times, the feel of it in your hand is almost foreign as you run it over your palm. Mingyu’s brows furrow as he swallows the last of the ice in his mouth and tries to anticipate your next move. 

When you trail the feather along his ribs, Mingyu lets out a laugh and tries to shift away from the feeling. The sound of the headboard and the ties around his wrists strained to his movement. You smile and bite at your cheek as you trail the feather along his stomach up his chest making him calm down as you reach parts of his body that aren’t as ticklish. “Any guesses?” 

Mingyu licks his lips and lets out a breath as he furrows his brows in thought. “Is that the feather?” You pout slightly as he guesses right away, nodding as you trail the feather along his neck up to his jaw and ear before speaking. “It is. You know I do wonder if you would like the feeling of it against your cock.” Mingyu laughs and tilts his head tsking at you as he flexes his fingers. “Be good to me, baby…” You smile and put the feather to the side before reaching to undo his right hand as promised. 

“Better than nothing, I’d prefer my left.” You smirk at his words knowing you had untied his non-dominant hand. “I know what you’d prefer, Gyu. That’s why I didn’t give it to you.” You gasp when his hand lands on your thigh hard with a sting. “I can just tie you back up.” Mingyu laughs and wrinkles his nose as he rubs over where his hand had collided with your skin. “I’ll be good. 

“You better be…” You smile as Mingyu’s canines sit on his bottom lip as he smiles, making you go weak for him before you reach for another item. A bottle of massage oil, you turn it up drizzling some on his abs up to his stomach making him suck in a breath. Mingyu’s fingers grip at your skin as he tries not to instantly reach for his own body to try to figure out what you’ve put on him. 

“It’s a little cold.” Nodding at his words you run your fingers through the oil before laying your hand flat and swiping it over his tan skin becoming slightly mesmerized with how good he looks. The light catches the contours of his muscles as you work the oil up his chest and down his free arm over his bicep. “Do you know what it is?” 

Mingyu shakes his head, he had just been enjoying the feeling of your hand on his body. Now he was being expected to think? Leaning his head back as your hand moves over his abs again and lower, Mingyu moves his hips upwards with a grunt as he bites at his bottom lip. “I…um, fuck. It’s hard to think.” You smirk slightly and pour more oil on your fingers before running your hand over his tied arm before trailing it back over his chest and up to his shoulder pressing into his muscles as a hint. 

Taking a deep breath, Mingyu catches a hint of the smell of the oil and smiles when he feels your fingers press into his shoulder. “It’s oil. Your massage oil that I got for you.” You laugh and run your thumb over his neck before leaning in to kiss him as your hand slides along to his other wrist untying it. Once both of his hands are free, Mingyu groans against your lips as his hands are on your hips holding you close to him. 

“I want this off my eyes.” You shake your head as he mutters on your lips. “Not yet. You have to get one more right.” Mingyu growls playful against your lips before leaning back against the headboard with a sigh making you laugh. “I don’t remember being this whiny about this game.” You watch his nose scrunch up at your words before you reach for the last item. 

“I’m not used to being on this side of it. I like control…you know that. I like watching you unravel under me. You are so cute when you whine and whimper for me.” Mingyu smirks when he hears you scoff. “Maybe I like hearing you whine too Mingyu.” His smirk falters as he scoffs playfully before you place a piece of melon against his lips. “Open up.” 

Mingyu furrows his brows and speaks against the fruit before opening his mouth to let you feed him. “I rarely make you guess foods.” You smile and shrug as he takes a bite of the melon and the juice drips down his chin. Leaning forward you lick it from his face before it drips, making Mingyu smirk as he tries to figure out what kind of fruit he is eating. “I bet that was incredibly sexy. If only I could have seen it.” 

You roll your eyes and sit back watching him as he smirks and chews. “If only you could.” Pouting slightly, Mingyu raises a brow and sighs before speaking. “It’s a melon.” You nod and pick up the fruit, taking a bite yourself. “What kind?” Scoffing at your audacity, Mingyu lets his fingers run along your legs as he tries to think of different melons. 

“It’s not watermelon. Cantaloupe? No…I don’t know any other melons.” You laugh as Mingyu whines and you offer him another bite of the melon and he takes a bigger bite hoping it will help him guess. “Honey..what is it?” You make a sound when he says honey making him raise his brows. “Is that a hint?” You shrug and sit the plate to the side, licking your fingers clean as you watch Mingyu thinking so hard you swear you can see the smoke coming from his ears. 

“Melon…and you went mmm when I said honey.” You can’t help but laugh sitting further back on his knees as he tries to think of the name going through honey melon, honey fruit, melon that is like honey, before it dawns on him and he grins. “Honeydew?” 

You grin and reach up pushing the blindfold from his eyes before watching Mingyu blink even to the low light in the room as he continues to grin pleased with himself. “I remembered what it was called.” You laugh again and nod as you take the mask from him, completely putting it to the side before gasping when Mingyu surprises you by suddenly having your back on the bed as he hovers over you. 

“Are you proud of me?” You nod at his words as you smile up at him biting at your bottom lip. Mingyu’s fingers running through your hair as he moves his free hand to your leg pulling your knee up to his hip. “Now I get my prize.” 

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[chuuyrr]

hello!! i saw ur requests is open and i was excited i wanted to ask u this when i saw ur blog(btw ur blog is so amazing it became one of my fav<3) can i ask bby scarlet witch fushiguro just waking up at 3am and waking up gojo just to say they threw up. if yk the meme😭😭 and actually this happened to me last week when baby sitting my cousin lmao thanks!!

scarlet witch! baby fushiguro! reader wakes gojo up at 3am

jujutsu kaisen x reader

masterlist of the series

warning(s): possible spoilers for jujutsu kaisen, mentions of throwing up, dad! gojo panicking and getting scared comically but caring for baby! reader

oh my god, i'm so sorry it took so long for me to write this! ngl this is one of my favorite requests, i've mentioned this before, but the way i experienced and did this last year to my mom except i didn't get coddled.. i got scolded at 😭thank you so much requesting, enjoy anon <3

it was three in the morning, gojo satoru snored peacefully in his slumber with his sleeping eyemask until he was woken up by the sound of your voice calling out to him repeatedly in the dark.

"daddy? daddy, wake up."

the limitless sorcerer sat upright, letting out a small yawn as he yanked the sleeping eyemask that was covering his crystalline blue eyes. rubbing his eyes, his gaze adjusted at the darkness of the room.

"kikufuku? what is it, baby? did you get a nigh—OH MY GOD."

the strongest jujutsu sorcerer felt his heart drop when he saw your shadowy figure standing by the doorframe. the way you stood scared the living hell out of him. you looked just like a sleep paralysis demon with your eyes glowing red in the darkness (you teleported inside his bedroom). before you could even tell him what happened, gojo let out a scream. yes, the strongest jujutsu sorcerer screamed, and it almost came out as a shriek too.

"[NAME]?!" gojo squinted his eyes and instantly clutched his chest, painfully gasping at the sight of you. "IS THAT YOU?"

"yeah, it's me.." you answered rather quietly in response as you watched gojo got up from bed to switch the light on and get a better look at you.

gojo let out a relieved sigh once he confirmed it was really you. the ghost you've been telling him made him jumpy and low-key scared at the thought of a sleep paralysis demon actually existing inside your home, but really it was just geto.

"oh, thank god. you scared me, kikufuku! what's the matter? it's three in the morning." gojo ran his fingers through his disheveled white locks of hair. "did you have a nightmare?"

"dad, i threw up." you admitted, almost shamefully and shyly as you clasped your hands together behind your back.

"YOU WHAT?"

gojo is scared even more now. more than he was afraid of a sleep paralysis demon.

you were instantly picked up and brought to the bathroom. gojo flickered the lights on and immediately got you cleaned up. as he washed you up and helped you get dressed in new pajamas, he couldn't help but frantically bombard you with questions.

"are you okay? does your stomach hurt? do you feel dizzy? do you have a fever?" gojo asked, patting your forehead and neck before carrying you back to his bedroom. "oh my god, this has never happened before. no, megumi never threw up. that's it, i'm calling shoko."

gojo proceeded to call his friend after setting you down on his bed and entering your bedroom to clean up your vomit and put the sheets and carpet in the laundry with a phone in between his shoulder blade and ear.

"come on, shoko. pick up, pick up." gojo mumbled repeatedly as he returned to his bedroom, where you made grabby hands towards him, wanting to be carried.

"satoru?" a tired yawn elicited from shoko who was on the other side of the line. "what is it this time? please don't tell me [name] has a fever."

"SHOKO, [NAME] JUST THREW UP! WHAT DO I DO?"

"SATORU, WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

as you leaned against a frantic gojo who was now carrying you with one arm, it turns out, the reason why you threw up is that you ate too many sweets before you and gojo went to bed. discipline was something gojo lacked, especially when he was down to earth in spoiling you with the things you wanted. after getting yelled at by shoko, gojo got some advice on what to do, which was to not feed you any food or water for thirty minutes, but feed you non-greasy foods afterward, so your stomach won't be empty, and was strictly told to bring you to her for a check-up tomorrow. 

gojo cradled you in his arms, putting away his phone and coddling you. "oh, my poor kikufuku. i'm so sorry. it was daddy's fault. are you okay? you're practically clinging to me."

"i'm sorry i scared you." your muffled voice reached his ears. you had your face buried against his neck with your tiny arms grasping the fabric of his pajama shirt.

"what? no, kikufuku. it's okay." gojo comforted you, pressing a kiss on the top of your head. "we'll wait for thirty minutes, and then we'll eat some crackers and get you some water, okay?"

"m'kay." you nodded at gojo.

"does your stomach hurt?" gojo still felt guilty and ashamed.

"not anymore, but it did when i threw up." you explained to him.

"i should have been there to hold your hair up and rub your back. god, i'm so sorry. i'm such a bad dad. it must have hurt, yeah?" gojo emotionally muffled his face in your hair, as he carried you in his arms.

once thirty minutes had passed, gojo got you to eat some crackers and gave you some water. after you brushed your teeth, you made grabby hands towards your dad, wanting to be picked up again.

"can i sleep with you?" you asked, looking up to his crystalline blue eyes.

"of course, kikufuku." gojo smiled at you sweetly, picking you up once again.

gojo flicked the lights off and tucked the two of you under the covers. you immediately cuddled up to his chest, muffling your face onto his neck as you held onto him, which your dad couldn't help but coo and smile at.

"are you sure your stomach doesn't hurt or anything?" gojo asked once more, running his fingers through your hair.

you hummed in agreement. "mhm!"

"that's good, but we will still need to go to auntie ieiri for a check-up. okay?" gojo informed you, which you responded with a small "okay" this time.

"goodnight, daddy." you said in a soft spoken yet audible, muffled voice.

gojo gently pulled you away to brush the hair away from your forehead and gave it a kiss.

"goodnight, kikufuku. sweet dreams."

bonus scene:

you were woken up by gojo shifting in his sleep. opening your eyes, half-lidded, you let out a yawn and turned to your father only to see a tall and unfamiliar ghost looming over him. he looked just like megumi, but bigger and buffer. his ghostly hands were holding gojo by the neck angrily with the intent to strangle him.

"you irresponsible dumbass! how could you overfeed my kid sweets, hmm?!"

gojo awoke and immediately sat upright, clutching his neck, before you could process the ghost's words. soon as he did, the ghost disappeared from your sight in a split second as your eyes fully opened. 

"daddy! are you okay?" you sat upright after gojo had and clung onto him in concern.

"i think i was having a nightmare. i just saw toji." gojo took deep breaths before giving you a pat on the head. "don't worry, daddy's okay."

"who's toji?" you tilted your head at the side. completely oblivious at the fact that gojo had just mentioned your real daddy.

gojo interjected, smiling as he sweatdropped. "nothing! nevermind!"

little did gojo know that another ghost had a bone to pick with him too, and this time it was the ghost that watched over you and him, the same ghost with a man-bun. he stood behind gojo with arms folded, fox-like eyes narrowed and burned holes in the back of gojo's head. 

your dead biological father and uncle were and are still watching over you.

[dreamescapeswriting]

I have no words for this. I'm so sorry you managed to get someone like that in your inbox 😔

Everyone experiences pain differently and there is no such thing as "It's just a headache" or "it's just a stomachache."

So instead I will tell you to simply live🥰 and to take care of yourself well, be kind to yourself, be comfortable with yourself.

That anon isnt even worth one spec of sand. Not even the air I breathe.

Oh please please don't be sorry my love, there is nothing for you to be sorry for! 🥺💕💕

Yes!! Everyone's pain thresholds are so different so it's so hard to determine whats "normal" with pain and what isn't! <3

I promise to take care of myself, I'm resting and taking painkillers, not to mention looking like a superhero. I have a cooling pad in an eyemask 😅

You're too right, they're not worth it in the sligthest

[tickle-bugs]

simply thinking about the group all hanging out and the chaos.... the tickle fights 👀

- ragnarok anon

SO TRUE LETS TALK THE CONFERENCE IS IN SESSION

Spoilers for seasons 1 & 2 of Ragnarök below!

- Thinking about Turid being like "you should hang out with your friends more!" and magne and laurits are like :| but it's too late Turid's using the Mom Voice and insisting they have a get together

- Magne suggests a sleepover and Laurits wants to flee the country, but it turns out to be the most painless so they go with it.

- They invite Oscar first because once you invite Oscar to something, everyone else kinda just shows up. (Continuing my rarepair agenda: Laurits would obviously invite the bf first <3)

- Magne specifically does Not want the Jutuls there for....obvious reasons.....but Gry won't go without Fjor and Saxa overheard Oscar talking about it so...guess who's on the guest list c:

- In the fix it au in my head, Isolde survives, and thus Isolde is also here <3

- Fjor and Saxa somehow arrive to the sleepover overdressed. Silk pjs, Gucci slippers, eyemasks, the works. Everyone teases them but also like. WHO is doing it like the Jutuls. No one.

- They all go buy an absurd amount of snacks from the grocery store in their pjs. All of them just giggling and running through the aisles stocking up on junk food.

- They settle in for movies (i like to picture them watching American movies and making fun of them because they're ridiculous). Jurassic Park ends up in the line-up and Saxa, Fjor, Magne, and Laurits literally almost out themselves in seconds by arguing about the accuracy/scariness of the dinos in the film

- At some point, someone (Oscar) just fuckin. WAPS magne with a pillow like pillow fight! lets go dude! and the living room erupts in chaos and feathers. the humans in the room are like c: fun bonding activity and the giants and gods, eyes blazing, are like ONLY ONE MAY SURVIVE chasing each other around and stuff. crazy kids <3

- like of COURSE this turns into a tickle fight and it's Isolde and Oscar's fault. Oscar thinks it's funny to poke Laurits in the side as he's about to land the killing pillow blow on Magne, and Saxa makes a noise that she would never EVER admit to when Isolde curiously scritches at her ribs. Instant bloodbath.

- Laurits and Saxa both share a Look and their respective humans are like WAIT NO and make a run for it. Magne grabs Isolde's ankle and scoops her up like >:) and Oscar trips over Fjor and Gry and suddenly they are very interested in his nervous laughter

- Fjor is so sweet tho like...Isolde is giggly and begging him to give away literally just one of Saxa's spots so she'll have a fighting chance and Fjor's like "I dunno. Sorry." but the look on his face tells another story.

- Laurits, who somehow fuckin just DISAPPEARED from the chaos, just appears next to Fjor like "what about your spots?" >:) and Gry is more than happy to show him. Fjor is sweating, then he's laughing, because Gry and Laurits was not the devastating tag team he expected, but together they are ruining him.

- with Fjor and Gry distracted, Oscar tries to sneak away, but Saxa's like 👁️👁️ and immediately grabs him. Oscar dramatically cries out to Magne for help but his hero is face down in the corpses of about ten pillows, cackling, and trying to shove Isolde's hands out from under his arms. No help for you Oscar </3

- When the big tickle fight eventually dies down, it keeps starting up again on smaller scales throughout the night. Oscar and Laurits constantly tickle each other, which means one of them flails, which means the person who got hit wants revenge, etc. Fjor and Gry are all cute and soft and at least three people are like EWWW and dogpile them. Magne and Laurits keep pestering each other. Saxa is MEAN and will randomly just attack people. Isolde and Oscar conspire to bother as many people as possible <3

- Hi pls picture Magne and Fjor looking at each other like >:( and they're having some sort of subtext argument, as usual, and Magne looks about ready to bop Fjor in the nose, but Oscar is like "NO FIGHTING" and everyone else agrees. But Fjor thinks it's like....kinda funny that he's so attached to human opinions, so he pesters Magne until Magne launches himself off the couch, tackles Fjor, and harnesses maximum big brother energy to just. tickle him to bits. It's kinda a fight if you squint but it's more Magne being VERY smug and Fjor reconsidering if a lack of oxygen can kill him

- HI idk if anyone else did this at sleepovers (i had like two total growing up so the metric is. hard) but!! nails!!! Oscar makes it a requirement that everyone leaves with their nails painted, yes, even Saxa. It turns out to be a sweet bonding activity until a) Laurits having ticklish hands becomes friendgroup knowledge because Oscar is a bully and b) when Gry insists that everyone's toenails should match and more tickly shenanigans inevitably ensue

- okay but Isolde pulling Saxa aside to a corner somewhere while everyone else is loudly complaining about the pedicure and being like "I can do yours, if you want. If you hate it--" and Saxa, not wanting to be left out, is like "Yes. Mhm. Do it." Which is fun and all until she can't stop laughing at the gentle touches on her feet and Isolde is laughing along with her, trying to align the red paint to some semblance of perfection on her toes. It doesn't work out very well.

- Middle of the night truth or dare/ouija board shenanigans with this group would be incredible. No further thoughts your honor <3

- Like to think Turid was in on this the whole time because Oscar and Turid would be besties. They have that energy. Oscar being like >:) im your mom's favorite and Laurits being like >:O MOTHER

- this is. very incoherent. so sorry about that thus far but ALSO Magnus doing his little electricity party trick and then realizing in a literal lightbulb moment that he could like. be using this to get an upper hand in the tickly shenanigans. Pls just give me Magne getting DESTROYED by Fjor or Laurits and then he just claws a hand into their stomach (Laurits) or flutters his fingers by their ear (fjor) and they just. Scream.

- AU where the friends are all aware of Laurits, Magne, Saxa, and Fjor not being human and that factors into the teasing. Just think Oscar, Isolde, and Gry would be beyond entertained if they knew the truth. Also entertainment for the night being like. Idk strength contests and arm wrestling and shit while all the humans are watching and placing bets. bench pressing your friends IS a category and Saxa and Magne are tied. Also give me like. Fjor or Magne lifting something heavy or another person or smth and Saxa is like :) and poke. poke. poke. poke. and they have to not drop what/whoever they're holding.

- head full brain scrampled egg <3 i missed these kiddos :')

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[Anon Day]: What's her favorite way to do self-care?

"Honestly? I love a good bath. A pamper session with the works. Bath bombs, eyemasks, face masks, cucumber slices on the eyes if I'm feelin feisty." Phe smirks. "Everythin there to just get myself relaxed and really put to use my candles too. Bonus if I can hear Barry in the next room on the ukelele. Real chill vibes." ty anon! ))

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