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[todayisafridaynight]

watched all the mole song movies yesterday btw they were great LOL

feeling totally normal and definitely not thinking about ttm in all those pretty butterfly suits. totally (fr though the costume design for hiura and reiji went hard)

also reiji straight as hell i would gone Crazy

YEAAAAAAH IM GLAD YOU ENJOYED THEM !!!!! ON GOD everything about the mole song movies is done SOOO well from its (admittedly goofy at times but they're lovable that way) effects to the wardrobe and hair styling- everyone stylish as hell... I ESPECIALLY LOVE HIURA'S SUITS THEY'RE SO PRETTY personally a big fan of his wardrobe in the second movie... im a fan of black idk what you want from me

and SPEAKING of the second movie reiji looked so pretty dolled up.. AND THE WAY HIURA HAD THEIR OUTFITS MATCH WITH THE BLACK AND GOLD BUTTERFLIES AND FLOWERS Girl.

reiji really was dedicated to the mission though bro i woulda thrown it all away for a dude who can just summon a big ass fucking mantaray from the ocean like that. Fire Me For Real i'm fuckin with this dude and the plane he's going to crash only to replace three weeks later so he can crash it again

[nothomegal]

"Kiss. Teach. Love!"

(Mr. Crawling x GN! Reader)

No way, NotHomeGal actually revived? Yup, I did. Homicipher brought me back to life from the depts of my creative burnout (o゜▽゜)o☆

This game really scratched a part of my brain I didn't know was there, but I'm not complaining!

And no, I won't be abandoning the slasher fandom, but I must say it will take some time to come back to write those right now, but I'll do my best to rekindle that spark!

Okay, enough of my yapping. Hope you enjoy this Oneshot (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

Summary: after learning that sometimes objects from the human world may fall into the realm you're currently stuck in, it became a common activity for you to scavenge around the junk to pass time, and your ghost companion always seems so curious about it!

Warnings: none really just fluff, Mr. Crawling being too cute for a mortal soul to handle.

Side note: yeah just like in most (basically all) of my fics, MC (or Y/N) will be Gender Neutral! So everyone gets to enjoy the story with their favorite ghost man :]

AND! Here's the link of the dictionary I used for the fic to put ghost words heheerhkj.

Word count: 3.6k

It's been so long, they think at least. Time feels stuck in place, yet in the deepest part of (Y/N)'s conscience they know it's not true, that the time and everything outside these lifeless concrete walls is very much alive.

Life goes on, it keeps moving regardless if they feel it or not, time is passing just like it always did... Yet, they feel stuck. Numb. It's like their mind and soul are slowly melting, becoming one with this dimension they begrudgingly started to call "home", even if it's not... This is not their real home!...

It's not!...

It's not...

It's not...?

—"☨ д つ 々?"— (Sad)

A quiet gasp left (Y/N)'s lips when suddenly something brushed against their leg as that soft voice spoke next to them, that "something" being the very long, dark hair of their ghost companion.

They turn their head, almost flinching at the sight of how close Mr. Crawling was to them. Shoot, sometimes they forget how unnerving his appearance is, especially when he creeps up on them like this, though unintentionally.

—"ત ટ д ☨ д つ 々?"— (You Sad)

He repeated the question, his usual smile now replaced with a small frown. His voice quiet and soft as always, but with that subtle quiver at the end that appeared whenever he's concerned.

(Y/N)'s breath almost hitched from that little but oh so sweet display of care. Even after all the time spent side by side with Mr. Crawling, they still periodically wonder what the hell did they do to deserve such kind perso... Ghost, in their life.

Before the entity's worry could grow, (Y/N) flashed him with a smile, shaking their head a little.

—"I'm alright, just a little distracted."—

Their answer did seem to soothe the ghost's worry a little. However, he leaned closer, more of his hair falling into (Y/N)'s body, sending small shiver through their form as the black locks brushed their legs, sensation that resembling a small breeze of air running across their skin. An odd, chilly feeling... But one that became very comforting and grounding for the human over the time, as it was like a gentle reminder of Mr. Crawling's presence, that they weren't alone.

—"つ ત บ บ λ ป こ ৺ נ ८ ک ટ ? つ ત บ บ つ ኟ บ ટ ?"— (Not Bad Feel Not Scared)

Their smile faltered for a brief moment, knowing exactly what he was talking about...

Even if it's been quite a while since (Y/N) had one of those episodes of fear and hallucinations, the memories of them are still haunting the human in one way or another, leaving this uncomfortable sensation under their skin. It's like feeling hands, snaking all over their body, slowly slipping under their clothes, creeping through their skin and flesh, trying to dig deeper and deeper, right to their very core, trying to reach something so deep inside of them and rip it away from them...

Their essence?

Their soul?

T̵͉̗̒ḣ̴̻̱̂ȅ̷͓͘i̵̤͙̐͝ȑ̶͈̖̏ n̷̳̻̬̮̯̟̗̙̩̻̮͊͋̾́͐͌̏͒̿̏̆̑͜͠ä̴̢̧̡̦͕̻̙̻͕̳̟́̊͊̾̄̈́ḿ̵̡̢̛̜͉̗̗̞͖̟͈̬͈̻͍͌̋̓̐̅͘͠e̵͇̹͈̤͕̮̺͉͚͈͔̭͇̔-?

The human then simply hums, shaking off the heavy feeling off their mind. Their gaze soon focuses back on Mr. Crawling's face, their smile creeping back on their features, but now brighter, happier.

—"つ ત บ บ λ ป こ ৺ נ ८ ک ટ . つ ત บ บ ጉ ሰ ટ נ."— (Not Bad Feel Not Together)

They replied cheerfully, confidently using the otherworldly language to make sure there is no room for doubts left.

Upon hearing their answer and seeing that smile he absolutely adored, Mr. Crawling himself smiles back, letting that characteristic high-pitched giggle of of his. And just like (Y/N) expected, the crawling ghost reached out and gently patted their head, ruffling their grayish hair a little.

—"ㄷコ ਦ υ ป ! ㄷコ ਦ υ ป !"— (Glad Glad)

(Y/N) giggled as well, already used to Mr. Crawling's joyful chirps at whatever little thing they do. Once satisfied, the ghost slowly retires his hand from their head and leans back to his previous position right next to the human in a raincoat, his dark locks trailing behind and sliding off (Y/N)'s legs as he gives them a little bit of space.

They hum, that happy smile remaining on their lips, brightening a bit their bandage-covered face, returning some of color and life to it. The human soon shift their attention back to what they were previously up to, which was scavenging and going through all the junk and rumble that fell down here from the human world.

While (Y/N) is the one going through the numerous items, Mr. Crawling remained focused on them. Staying next to their crouched form and curiously watching the things they periodically picked up and inspected, sometimes even picking something himself and asking what it is and what humans do with it.

The activity was simple, but it was like a huge breath of air for (Y/N) and a great way to distract their mind from the decay this world was putting them through, helping them remember who they are and what are supposed to be. A human, an unfortunate human that found themselves in this place of absolute madness...

(Y/N)'s train of thoughts stopped when their eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of something bright and colorful under a small pile of old, messed news articles. And after carefully pushing aside all the trash, they get a clear sight of what it is.

A manga cover!

(Y/N)'s eyes widened and their smile grew as they reach out and grab the manga book, picking it up and instantly flipping through the pages.

—"No way, it's actually in good, readable condition!"—

They exclaimed excitedly, eyes wandering through the pages with interest.

Mr. Crawling simply observed, curiously watching them inspect the book. He noticed that (Y/N) would always get super excited whenever they saw one of these colorful pictures, and it made him happy to see them happy! As well as to keep a mental note to find more of these to make them even happier.

However, as the human paused on one of the pages, probably to check if the paper is holding up alright after getting a little wet. Something completely different caught the ghost's attention.

Slowly, Mr. Crawling reaches his hand again, pointing at a particular drawing with his finger while tilting his head to the side, like a confused puppy would.

—"נ บ ਦ ኟィд ⊔ ટ ৺ ㅗ?"— (What They Do)

He asked, gently tapping the picture with his finger.

(Y/N) glances at the spot their ghost companion is pointing at, their eyebrows rising slightly as they see an illustration of two of the characters kissing. Oh, did they just spoiled themselves one of the subplots?...

—"This?"—

They asks, eyes flickering between the comic and Mr. Crawling's face.

—"π々⊔ λ ک つ ત コ ጉ ک こ?"— (Why Touch Mouth)

The ghost asked again, genuine curiosity lingering in his quiet voice as he taps the paper again, his head turning to the side to look at (Y/N). Despite half of his face being covered by his dark hair, they could practically feel his curious stare, almost like a kid waiting for his parent to answer.

—"ک  ጉ ㄷ π π々⊔ ?"— (Teach Why)

He asks, now his attention completely casted on (Y/N), patiently waiting for their answer.

The mentioned human stays silent at fist, seemingly surprised the ghost actually doesn't know what a kiss is and why people do it. However, the more they think about it, the less he can blame Mr. Crawling. After all, this world is not built for affection, and considering all the dangers that lurk here on daily basis, it's not too surprising that some residents of this place don't even know what affection is.

—"Well. This is called a kiss, 'kiss'."—

They explain, pointing at their lips as they spell the word for him.

—"K- K̴̻̍-K̶̥͔̒ḭ̷̢̆̾ṣ̵̠͊s̵̮̎̾-?"—

He attempts to repeat, though the sound comes more as a hiss rather than an actual word... Still, (Y/N) was proud of him for trying! And expresses such joy with a soft giggle.

—"Yeah, kiss. Uh..."—

They paused, thinking over their wording before continuing.

—"☨ บ п ป Kiss ત λ コㄷ ک  ጉ ㄷ π ㄷ ८ コ ㅗ."— (Human _ Desire Teach Love)

They finish, scratching their cheek with a sheepish smile, knowing that their explanation probably sounded wonky a weird, especially with that little mix between languages.

The ghost, makes a small "oh" sound, actually understanding their answer even with the odd wording.

Suddenly, Mr. Crawling's face lightens in puppy-like joy as he leans closer, his face just inches away from the human's when he starts to chirp back.

—"ત λ コㄷ ک  ጉ ㄷ π ㄷ ८ コ ㅗ ! "— (Desire Teach Love)

(Y/N) raised their eyebrows at his words, their cheeks suddenly feeling a little warmer.

(Hold on, is he asking me for a kiss?!)

As flustered as they were, upon seeing that excited, happy smile of the ghost that they grew so attached to, they couldn't find the heart to tell him no even if their life depended on it. Beside, it's just a kiss, and they both like each other! So why not?

—"Eh... Hehehe. Okay, okay. You kiss like this."—

They answer, before suddenly leaning forward and pressing their lips against the cold skin of his cheek.

A soft, quiet gasp escaped the ghost's lips, the difference in temperature between his and (Y/N) body never failing to make his chest feel all funny, though not unpleasant type of funny. But now with the added softness of their lips and the hot breath casted on his face, it created a sensation he haven't felt before.

The human leans back a little, chuckling under their breath at the ghost's reaction. However, their smile begin to fade when they notice how still he suddenly got.

They go silent, patiently waiting for Mr. Crawling to say or do something, but he remained perfectly still and dead silent, like some kind of creepy statue. Did they just cross some boundary they didn't know about?...

—"Mr. Crawling?..."— you ask eventually, voice quiet. —"Are you alright? Did I-..."—

(Y/N) paused when he finally does move, slowly lifting his hand from the opened manga book and brushing his fingers against his cheek, right on the spot they kissed him a second ago.

Suddenly, another high-pitched giggle escaped the ghost as he immediately launches forward, forcing (Y/N) back and basically tackling them to the ground into that famous overzealous hug of his they came to secretly adore.

—"K̶̥͔̒ḭ̷̢̆̾ṣ̵̠͊s̵̮̎̾ ! K̶̥͔̒ḭ̷̢̆̾ṣ̵̠͊s̵̮̎̾ !"—

He cheerfully exclaims with his broken human speech, before mimicking (Y/N)'s action and pressing his lips against their cheek. Though, more than an kiss his gesture resembled a nuzzle, like big dog gently bumping his favorite person with his nose.

—"৺ ጉ נ ⊔ λ ત д ک  ጉ ㄷ π ㄷ ८ コ ㅗ ! "— (Me Want to Teach Love)

(Y/N) just couldn't help but laugh at the sweet action of the ghost, their cheeks turning much redder and warmer than before. With their hands no longer being occupied by the manga book, they reach and rest their hands on Mr. Crawling's back, basically hugging him back as the entity continues to joyfully express his liking through the newfound gesture.

—"You're doing it pretty good! But this is not exactly a kiss..."—

They eventually say, sliding their hands from his back and instead resting them on his shoulders. At the sound of their voice, Mr. Crawling's affectionate nuzzles pause and leans back, tilting his head to the side with curiosity.

—"Yeah, you need to press your lips, not caress with them. Ehm..."—

They fall silent, their gaze adverting for a brief moment as they try to find the needed words to describe what they're trying to say, but all they get is a reminder of how poor and limited the ghost vocabulary is...

Mr. Crawling remained quiet, patiently waiting for (Y/N) to figure out their wording. He didn't mind the wait at all to be honest, patience being one of his biggest virtues after all. Beside, seeing the human mumble and emit noises under their breath while making funny faces, such as pushing their lips or furrowing their brows, was a very cute sight to witness!

When realized that words, human or not, won't cut it. (Y/N) decided to use actions instead, as their head was starting to hurt at this point from this damn language barrier. So, with a soft sigh their eyes flicker back at Mr. Crawling, who was still patiently waiting for them to figure out their wording, or maybe taking the chance to look and admire their face, or maybe both...

—"৺ ጉ נ ک  ጉ ㄷ π ત ટ д Kiss."— (Me Teach You)

They finally said, a hint of determination in their tone, though it was mostly directed to (Y/N) as they try to push through their own sudden rush of shyness and fluster. How comes they can be all giggly and cuddly when Mr. Crawling literally tackles them, but then turn into a blushing mess from a little kiss?! Ugh, even they start to make less sense the more they stay in this world...

At their words, the ghost seemed almost ecstatic. He already was eager to get any sort of attention from (Y/N), let alone affection. So the mere thought of feeling their lips pressed against his skin again made his whole body almost shake.

(Y/N) could feel the ghost's body grow tense from the overwhelming joy, and it was such a strangely endearing sight to witness; an otherworldly entity acting like an overjoyed puppy about to receive his favorite treat.

They giggle again, giving his shoulders a gentle squeeze before speaking.

—"Okay hehe... Eeh... Look, you kiss like this, 々ኟп৺."— (Look)

They say before leaning closer, the distance between their and Mr. Crawling's face growing smaller and smaller, until their lips finally come in contact with the ghost's other cheek.

They can feel him shiver, clearly still not used to the new sensation, but he was definitely loving it judging by the way his long arms slightly closed around their body, almost hugging them and pressing their smaller form against his taller one.

(Y/N) leans back a tiny bit, taking the chance to simply look at the entity who was holding them in it's embrace so tenderly. Of course, this is not the first, nor last, time they'll be held by Mr. Crawling. But... Right now, there's something different, they feel different. Their heart is pounding like crazy, yes. But they no longer feel flustered or embarrassed, they feel strangely in peace in fact.

There's always been something captivating about the crawling ghost, even with his unnerving traces. The way his long, black hair surrounds them, a void that's isolating both from the outside world, covering them like a veil, making each the protagonist of the other's gaze. For a monster-filled place like this, the moment felt almost romantic.

The human let a soft exhale, their lips parting ever so slightly. And before their brain could even realize it, (Y/N) was already leaning forward again.

They don't know what came over them, but their mind, their heart, and even that little voice was telling them the same thing...

{Do it.)

They press their lips again, this time against the tip of his nose, getting one of these little "eh" sounds out of him.

They didn't stop there however, instead starting to pepper the ghost's face with more kisses. His cheeks, his forehead, his jaw...

(Y/N)'s movements were slow and delicate, keeping in mind the comfort of their otherworldly companion as they shower him with this new, intimate affection. They weren't quite sure what he was thinking about all of this, if he was getting overwhelmed or not, if he truly enjoyed or understood how much this moment meant for humans... But by how his arms seem to close more around their smaller form, how his fingers flex around the fabric of their raincoat, how his body seemed to gradually relax and even lean into the new, loving gesture...

Yeah, they knew he understood.

However, as (Y/N) was about to reach his lips, an inexplicable wave of hesitation came all over them, freezing them in place and incapacitating from moving back of forward, their heartbeat getting surprisingly, almost painfully loud.

(What's going on?)

(Why am I feeling so... Self-conscious?)

(No... No. I want to do it, I need to do it! Come on body, move! Move god damnit!)

They screamed inside of their mind, yet their body still refused to move, regardless of all the mental berating they were putting themselves through. Their grip on Mr. Crawling's shoulder tightened a little, like a silent attempt to ground themselves and remember just how close the ghost was, how he was waiting for them to continue, how he was waiting for them. But... They... They just couldn't move.

However, after a few beats of silence and inactivity had passed, is Mr. Crawling the one to finally break the tension and lean forward, his cold lips pressing against the warm ones of the human.

And just like that, all the doubts and hesitations had melted away in (Y/N), and everything felt alright again. No, more than alright. This felt perfect, intimate, sweet, and surprisingly innocent. Holding nothing but the affection, care and love the two beings felt for one another, now in it's purest way.

A human.

And a ghost.

Together, connected to each other not just in a physical way, but now in a deep, emotional way...

The kiss itself probably didn't last even 10 seconds, but in (Y/N)'s and Mr. Crawling's mind it felt like two eternities had passed, and many more would if they'd decided to keep going.

After breaking the kiss, the two just stay like this for a while, looking at each other as their minds clear from the haze and feeling of drunkenness the sweet exchange left behind. Mr. Crawling still on top of (Y/N), but instead of just hovering over them like he always did, now his arms were tightly wrapped around their frame, keeping them securely in place right between the ground and his body.

(Y/N) couldn't explain it, but right now they feel like they're falling again for the ghost. Just by being held in his embrace and hidden underneath his larger body, they felt so safe and at peace... So...

It's like they were home.

Their home...

He became their home, their safe place, their happy place...

Him...

—"λ ک ሰ ৺ ટ ?"— (Are you okay)

Mr. Crawling suddenly asked, his smile faltering as his embrace on them tightens a little. It was almost like he was concerned he did something wrong and broke them, what a sweetheart.

(Y/N) blinked, noticing they were probably staring and zoning out with this little realization of theirs, realization that their real home was not in this or their world.

It was with Mr. Crawling.

Or at least, that's what their heart told them.

—"I'm fine."—

The human said in a soft voice. Their body leaning forward while speaking, snuggling closer to the ghost's chest, the action feeling like a little dejavu to the time he hid them from the man in red.

Ugh... The sole mention of that guy is still sending shivers through their body, so let's not think about him.

—"৺コኅ ጉ ሰ ટ נ ৺ ጉ נ ሰ ኟ つ ጉ."— (Us Together Me Happy)

Mr. Crawling didn't take long to let yet another high-pitched giggle, his head coming to rest on top of (Y/N)'s, nuzzling gently against their hair and raincoat hood.

—"ㄷコ ਦ υ ป ! ㄷコ ਦ υ ป !"— (Glad Glad)

He chirped cheerfully, his arms tightening just a little to give the human a gentle squeeze.

—"ત ટ д ሰ ኟ つ ጉ ৺ ጉ נ ㄷコ ਦ υ ป !"— (You Happy Me Grateful)

—"৺ ጉ נ ㄷ ८ コ ㅗ ત ટ д !"— (Me Like You)

—"৺ ጉ נ ㄷ ८ コ ㅗ ጉ ሰ ટ נ ત ટ д !"— (Me Like Together You)

All (Y/N) could do at the moment is giggle and attempt to keep up with his excitement. Jeez, they forgot how talkative Mr. Crawling gets when excited. They reach out at some point, affectionately rubbing his back like a quiet request to slow down, which the ghost quickly complies by stopping his speech and instead resorting just to the nuzzling.

The two remained like this for quite a while, just enjoying this precious moment of having each other close. Even if they knew that the next time (Y/N) needs to take a nap, they'll be in embraced again.

—"Alright, that's enough for now.—

The human muttered, giving the ghost's back a few gentle pats like a way of saying that they wanted him to move.

Mr. Crawling doesn't try to protest at all, surprisingly. And after giving one more squeeze, his arms loosen around (Y/N)'s form and he slowly lets go, his body getting off them and instead settling right by their side. That's probably the reason he didn't complain about letting go, knowing he'd be next to them one way or another.

(Y/N) chuckled again at the ghost's sneaky antics, finding them pretty adorable. And after reaching out to pat his head again, the human settles into a more comfortable position and grabs the manga book they previously dropped from Mr. Crawling's surprise-tackle-hug.

—"Okay, let's see what this is about..."—

The human muttered to themselves while opening the book and starting to read the story, deciding to go blind into it and discover the plot as they progress with the story.

Mr. Crawling in the meantime had found his comfortable spot by placing his head against (Y/N)'s shoulder, with one of his arms resting across their waist, keeping them in this half hug.

Even if the ghost didn't understand a word, the illustrations of the manga were very helpful and allowed him to follow the story along with the human. Though there were things he also didn't quite understand about human behavior, it wasn't a big deal since (Y/N) would always chive in and explain him things.

As the two lay there, reading, Mr. Crawling suddenly lifted his head and pressed his lips against (Y/N)'s cheek gently, this time actually kissing them.

—"৺ ጉ נ ک  ጉ ㄷ π ㄷ ८ コ ㅗ ત ટ д ! "— (Me Teach Love You)

He said in a sweet, happy tone that nearly made (Y/N)'s heart explode. Ugh, seriously who gave him the right to be so cute!?

—"ㄷコ ਦ υ ป."— (Grateful)

—"ㄷ ८ コ ㅗ ৺ ጉ נ ?"— (Like Me)

(Aaand there he goes again. Yup, high-maintenance type...)

(But he's my high-maintenance type.)

—"ㄷ ८ コ ㅗ ત ટ д."— (Like You)

They replied warmly, planting another kiss on top of his head, gaining yet another lovely giggle from the entity before returning their attention to the manga. The ghost soon following their example, settling back into his previous position, occasionally nuzzling against their shoulder like an affectionate cat. They could swear he'd be purring if he could.

And while reading the manga, (Y/N) couldn't help but smile, but also dread a little at how the next days would go now that Mr. Crawling learned about kissing and what it meant...

...

They're going to get tackled A LOT.

"Won't they?"

[retquits]

Since I just found out you play OW, I am here to ask if you have any hero in particular you main/play a lot! I, personally, almost exclusively play Lifeweaver (Hydrangea skin my beloved <3, Cleric and Hangzhou Spark are really nice, too!), but I've been playing around with other heroes like Hog, Widow, and Reaper as well sometimes. That Lifeweaver piece you posted last year is so, so pretty!!!

LIFEWEAVER MAIN!!! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) this is no joke, i fall in love a little with every lifeweaver i get on my teams. he's still one of my guilty favorite characters, and weaver players are always so nice 😔 (you have such good taste in skins too!!)

anyhow, thank you for asking! i main widow and some ashe/cass/pharah/sombra on dps, ana/mercy/kiri on support!

here's a little thank you for your service 🤲💛

[zu-is-here]

Underverse will likely be discontinued D:

I did (◞‸◟)

It's truly devastating to hear this from one of, if not the most influential creator in our fandom whose work I've admired since before I started drawing.

Although I can understand her decision due to all the stress she's been going through throughout these years, especially after some events.

We know it's up to Jakei anyway, but I do believe this is our chance to gather our support and let her know how much we love and appreciate her work.

We often forget to be responsive to our favorite artists, we take their work for granted, so this is a reminder: rewatch your favorite Underverse or XTale episode, like it where it's forgotten, share your thoughts in comments, reblog your favorite posts here with some nice tags, — this is the fuel for a creator that makes them happy and motivates them to keep creating.

If some managed to lead her astray with their hatred, then we have the strength to help her with our love. Words can kill, and words can save╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

That was explained here, and I hope it's still valid <3

UPD:

You're absolutely right, I didn't emphasize it after the second anon's ask (as well as Jakei herself in her statement), but we do understand that all people are different, so we can't draw such conclusions and paint everyone with the same brush ʅ(◞‿◟)ʃ

Indeed, antis may be different too, and I believe that there are actually much more of those who respect the interests of others despite different views ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

[almaadst]

My favorite boys from Jujutsu Kaisen (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) Just to let you know I am a big villain fan - they are my precious babies (✿◡‿◡) I'm aware Choso will change the side eventually but he was introduced as a villain that's why he's here And new icons are available in my shop! This time Kenjaku and Toji pack! You can find them HERE. Here's a little sneak peek:

Other: Commission info Mahito sketches JJK fanfiction cover art

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[onedismay]

Height charts my beloved. Includes my two favorite canon blorbos Tazzik and the Shadow Broker (their heights are not canon, I'm making shit up), and also three OCs of mine. Might expand this later, might not.

shoutout to my friend who knows nothing about mass effect but still said "that one's kinda hot" in reference to tazzik (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

[redscarfchampion]

@honkaisteinrail sent a birthday ask:

(text) Happy Birthdaaaay! (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) I don't know if you celebrate any particular way but I wanted to say so anyway

(text) If you tell me your favorite I'll make you your own cake (❤ ω ❤)

(text) Huh, guess it is my birthday.

He sincerely lost track of time. He did that a lot.

(text) I haven’t had cake in a long time. Maybe lemon.

[majinbangus]

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GETTING ON THE BLOCKLIST: ⌎ Literally anything ⌎ Maybe you're ageless, maybe you're a minor, or maybe I saw that you don't like chicken potstickers (my favorite food) ⌎ I'm gonna get real petty with the block button for any reason just cuz

TAGS: ⌎ j.m. <3 tag ⇉ my 'fic rec' of writings i've reblogged (soap exclusive) ↪ i like dark fic and may reblog it under my j.m. <3 tag. beware ⌎ soapy thoughts :] tag ⇉ my misc soap thoughts/posts ↪ some works under soapy thoughts :] will clarify at top or be tagged as f!reader or afab reader, so block/filter the post content or tag if that's not for you ⌎ Mature Themes/18+ tag ⇉ filter out post content/these tags if you do not want to see posts of an adult nature ⌎ 141 sweet treat <3 tag ⇉ misc writings i've either reblogged that ft other 141 characters or things i've written myself about other 141 characters

SERIES: ⌎ runaway masterlist ⇉ simon x single mom!reader ⌎ losing game masterlist ⇉ soap x pregnant!reader ⌎ trained not tamed masterlist ⇉ feral!141 x hermit!reader ⌎ in the name of science masterlist ⇉ "scientist"!soap x reader ⌎ the guard dog masterlist ⇉ soap x reader x guard dog!ghost ◈ all the above are f/afab!reader

ABOUT: ▢ ben or benny ▢ she/her ▢ just here for fun, myself, and soap. my blog is all soap, mostly soap, for soap [i love my boy (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)] ▢ i have a main blog with my other interests (like Ghost <3) but i really wanted a blog dedicated just for soap so here we are :) ▢ anyone else is welcome to vibe with me

[tallocottontail]

What's your favorite scary movie ♡

(´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) Made some goofy little chibi pfps for me and my partner. Figured I'd share them here.

[kairiscorner]

hello!! how are you?.

i have an idea actually and yours ask was closed so i had to wait and when you opened it i was like:yehey!

can you do where reader can speak a LOT of languages... Spanish, French,etc.. and everytime when MILES invites reader to the house,, reader and tia Rio would speak Spanish and MILES would be like:🧍🏾‍♂️

i really love your one shots btwww they're so-💥💥💥🤯

hiii !! i'm doing well, hoping you are, too (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) AND THANK UUU <33 also man, that's a fun idea >:DD thanks to @jrrantss for the help in translating some parts :DDD !!

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

miles x multilingual reader

summary: miles introduces you to his parents, and despite your growing anxiousness at leaving a good impression on them, you blow his mom away with how well you spoke spanish--a little better than her own son, she'd say. word count: 471

"mom, dad, this is my partner." miles said as he looked at his parents and back at you with a smile. you smiled at his parents, and his dad seemed pretty okay with you--he nodded with a grin as he asked you for your name, which you gave them, of course. his mom smiled slightly at you, but looked at miles with a questioning gaze. after a while, miles was pulled to the kitchen by his parents as they asked him questions about your relationship together.

miles came back to you as he emerged from the kitchen and gave you a crooked grin as he threw himself on the couch next to you. "they really don't trust that i love you and am ready to be in a relationship with you. see, this is why i introduced you to uncle aaron first." he said as he peered over at you as you looked at him with concern in your eyes. "don't worry, though. they like you, i'm sure they do." he said as he inched his hand closer to yours, and soon, placed it over your own hand, causing you to release a small chuckle of surprise and look flushed in the face.

before miles could lean in and peck a small kiss on your cheek, his mom called out for him to set the table in spanish. "miles! pon la mesa, quieres, por favor?" "ah, uh, en un minuto, mom!" "qué quieres decir con 'en un minuto'? te pedí que pusieras la mesa ahora, tú pusiste la mesa ahora!" you giggled as miles was losing against his mom in this back and forth argument on setting the table. miles finally gave in and agreed to set the table right away, with you tagging along to help him so he'd finish faster. as you both got in the kitchen, his mom's attitude did a full 180 as he watched you enter. she smiled widely and asked you to sit back as miles, being the good, obedient son he was, would set the table all by himself.

"ay, muchas gracias señora morales! pero, vine con el para areglar la mesa mas rapido, esta bien con usted." you told his mom in a clear voice, without stuttering one bit. his mom stared at you and then shot miles a look. "...wow, they're better than you at this." his mom told miles with a wide grin, which left miles feeling a little embarrassed, but pretty glad that you won her approval. you didn't disagree with his mom, you believed it was better to leave it at that. miles sighed as he looked over at you and mouthed, "it's like you're her favorite now." he said with a slight chuckle as his mom reminded him to set the table now like he said he would.

a/n: if i get a partner who speaks tagalog better than me in front of my own parents....... i'm fucked !!!!!!!

tags !! @k4tsu3 @luvstarrstruck @toneystank-3000 @ii01vq @maxoloqy @solecitoszn

[margizaa]

Remade one of my favorite old drawings. All these years later and they still have my whole heart 🐦💗

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I'm a lot more active on Instagram so come say hi (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

[seelestars]

➴ ✫ * ✧ WITH A FOXIAN READER (HSR characters)

a/n : i tried to make them all relatively the same length, i swear i don’t have favorites !

JING YUAN :

• thinks your tail and ears are very fluffy and soft to the touch, would constantly touch them if you let him

• gets sad sometimes cuz your foxian features remind him of baiheng occasionally ! it’s okay tho he has you by his side to comfort him ♡

• would help you groom + trim your ears and tail if you asked ! very gentle w it, always going “am i being too rough?” he’s so careful to not make u uncomfy :(

• he has groomed + trimmed mimis fur before so he knows what he’s doing btw

• teases you occasionally when he sees your tail wag etc

“i don’t want a kiss at all!” you pout, crossing your arms as you continued to felt jealous after he smiled when a girl flirted with him. deep down, you wanted more of his affection and attention. and unfortunately for you, your tail gave it away when it started wagging uncontrollably at the mention of his touch. “hm, your body betrays you dearest. c’mon now, we know you’re the only one i love.” he chuckles, wrapping his arms around you in an embrace you found yourself inevitably melting into.

LUOCHA :

• would also offer to help you groom your fur etc

• since he’s a merchant, he def has his hands on some the best products for these things out there ! he even got it specifically for you (๑>◡<๑)

• also probs have a rlly nice comb / wtv idk to help you untangle your fur .. it feels so nice against your tail and ears you find yourself dozing off at times

• gets you beautiful accessories to adorn your ears and tail, he thinks since they’re a very special part to you, why not emphasize it with some jewelry ?

• he likes to absentmindedly stroke your fur as you lay on his lap ♡

“mmh.. keep going..” you mumbled softly as he gently brushed your tail with a delicate comb. you found it hard to keep your tail still, the urge to wag it in contentment quite strong, but you wanted to make his task of brushing it easier so you resist. “enjoying it, my love?” he hums with a pretty smile on his face as he continues to brush through the fur, undoing the small tangles. after a few seconds of no response from you, he looked up to take a look at your face, only to (not so surprisingly) find you asleep.

KAFKA :

• probs asks you a lot of questions regarding your foxian features, “do they cause discomfort while sleeping?” “how do they feel?” “are they soft?” “let me touch them, please?~”

• makes you beg a little before pretending to reluctantly agree to helping you groom your tail. she just likes how you sound when you say “please” ♡

• gives you pet names like “my cute little fox”

• also teases you sometimes by blowing onto your ears , catching you off guard ! but she presses a kiss to them afterwards as a slight apology ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ

• tugs on your tail / ears gently occasionally to grab your attention, it always works as she intends (with your cheeks heating up and a flustered expression on your face)

after spotting you absorbed in a book, she decides to sneak up behind you. once she was close enough, she lightly blows at your sensitive ears, causing you to jolt and your body to tense up. “..kafka! how many times do i have to tell you to not do that?!” you turn around, glaring at her with a flustered face as you pout. “sorry my cute little fox~ i can’t help it when your reactions are so cute.” she smiles sweetly, pressing a kiss to both of your ears as her way of saying sorry. it always works, as you find yourself forgiving her and even seeking more of her kisses.

[erinwantstowrite]

You are one of my favorite writers so far. Your writing has so much personality! I'm so excited to see you update each time.

How did you meet your beta? Or your co-writer. Were you friends before starting writing LoF? I am so curious

(also it's super cool that you now have Tumblr, I was one of the people asking you for one in your TikTok comments lmao)

AHHH thank you so much that's so sweet!! <3<3<3

I met my beta reader Tyler about 4 years ago in a friend's server (almost to the day!) He's an incredible friend and since he started betaing, a HUGE help for LoF! Keeps my head on my shoulders fr

My co-writer Rylee actually joined a server I made for another fic of mine, Home, and we hit it off pretty quick. They're currently rooted in my brain and they're the reason I got into Batfam and DC at all. They're the one that I bounce ideas off of and they enable my insanity about it all (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

Love them both tons and tons and tons <3<3<3

[darling-renyuu]

and time can't stop me quite like you did; auron & rook

fic summary: just rook, and how red became their favorite color. a/n: this popped into my head and i had to write it down before i lose it forever. also, my rook's side of the whole thing (but hehe i hope you like it (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)) word count: 845 words

the first time was a well-hidden farce.

his hands were shaking minutely as he spoke words that meant everything and nothing all at once. ones he had rehearsed over and over and over in front of a mirror until he went insane - but he was not sitting face to face with his own soul. no, not at all.

he asked himself once: how can someone be so unknown and so familiar to him all at once? how can someone be so like and unlike him?

his red hair made his vision blur, yet why do his veins yearn to flow through them? when did red make him feel so alive? when did brown eyes feel so cold?

it's truly odd.

everything about him makes his blood thrum and sing songs of unwritten epilogues. like stars etched with scarlet thread in his skin, longing to return to the heights. he's ecstatic when sanguine fills his periphery until its all he could think about. words and jargon blur on his screen, forming a silhouette that makes his heart yearn.

the second time was an instinct.

he should have felt fear. that's what they've taught them in school, right? red means a warning. a blaring message telling you to stop and run away.

though, red feels warm amongst the candles. intimate, with the light dancing around his hair and making him glow. he knows from those brown eyes that his soul is cold and battered and broken down until poisoned shards remain.

with every drop of wine, he could feel himself pressing his ear to the shattered mirror to hear the faint thump of a heart. the edges bite into his skin, but he smiles.

he feels like a fool; a happy fool. one who bares out a piece of his being to let this blood-soaked dagger lodge itself into the softness underneath.

grabbing his chin was an instinct. he needed to brand himself into his memory just like he had for him. he wanted hazel eyes to tint his vision just like brown eyes had for him.

it was a gamble, a risk, but it was a calling. it was a glint of something more that went beyond silly fantasies and fiction. it was as if his offer could put words to paper and make them come alive.

and it did.

the third was an epiphany.

the festivities were nothing compared to the joy he felt when that red appeared once again. he realized that red meant something new; an intriguing vulnerability, like blood underneath hardened skin, coiled around barbed bones.

he wanted to catch a glimpse of the man in an ivory tower. the man whose walls were crawling with crimson-tainted ivy, his gardens filled with fire and fury.

and somehow, in between, where the heavens and the earth meet, he did.

speaking so candidly with him felt odd. like seeing snow on the beach. so, so strange, but beautiful.

it was if they were circling each other, entangling themselves in a song and dance where their eyes and skin communicate for them.

his lips, bitten until they looked like cherries; his cheeks, blooming in rose... and that addicting scarlet bleeding like ink into the sheets.

before he knows it, red has become his favorite color.

Rook's eyes blink open, groaning softly. His hips hurt like hell, but hey, at least last night's shenanigans weren't some dream that would fade in the morning...

The ceiling of Auron's penthouse greets him, and he snuggles right back into the covers like a darling thing.

Like some kind of rare event, Auron was still asleep. The sun greets his peaceful form, the invisible string tying his brows together was not pulled taut for once. Rook simply stops, focusing on how his arm fits snugly against his waist, how his breaths slowly synched with his.

That article he read pops up in his mind again. The one about a pair of heartbeats synching when being in close proximity. Would theirs do that too? Would the silence be adorned with two heartbeats, seemingly fitting into the quiet as one?

He swallows, resting his cheek back into the pillow. He laughs softly to himself, thinking of all the ways Auron would chide him when he wakes up. Maybe something about "watching him in his sleep" or something.

And yet, even if they were entwined a few hours prior, he longs to touch. To feel, once again, the hum of his pulse against his fingertips. One that his soul is willing to echo.

He slowly brushes a finger against his cheek, his breath catching in anticipation. He knows he doesn't need to be so soft. His heart says otherwise.

And so, with a swipe of his thumb against his cheekbone, he lets out a breath with a quiver. His hazel eyes catch the sunlight. If ever Auron were to awaken at this moment, he would see red in the color of love; a subtle thing, something cautious and curious, blooming in the cracks.

for the fourth, time stops like it never had before.

writing belongs to @/darling-renyuu. please do not repost. art belongs to @/jackieeleanor.

[clairedaring]

Favorite Kiss Game

Rules: create a poll with five of your all time favorite onscreen kisses, setting any standard for qualification you choose. Then tag more friends to join in!

tagged by @thisonelikesaliens (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

i have so many favorite kisses but my all time favorite trope has gotta be the dramatic "kissing in the rain" so here are my favorite rain kisses ☔

(gif courtesy of @horrorsummerromance)

no pressure tagging: @poonmitpakdee, @zhouxiangs, @troubled-mind, @ner-vod

[bbkissme99]

JJK Recs

Toji x reader

yakuza!soft!toji

MAFIA BOSS RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS

Kenananamin Masterlist

organicxslime masterlist

minou's masterlist!

| you're their little sister and you tell him that your boyfriend is actually his friend.. what do they say?

JJK AS OLDER BROTHERS

ʃ♡ƪ Babies ʃ♡ƪ ʃ♡ƪ Short series ʃ♡ƪ

Where JJK Men Are Sensitive

FLUFFY SLEEP HCS

waking them up in the morning, by mistake, just because you had to caress that cheek

jjk men love languages

jjk men and playing with their hair

gojo,geto and nanamis love languages

✨JJK Men✨ 1st I love you’s 💕

what gets their heart pounding...

how jjk characters kiss you

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐄𝐙𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐀𝐒𝐒 𝐃𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒

ATTRACTIVE THINGS THEY DO! (jjk edition)

Hot Things the Jujutsu Kaisen Men Do

husband material

CUTE THINGS THEY DO — ft. choso, gojo, nanami, toji

Defending Your Honour

Defending Your Honour part 2

prompt: how will your man react when he sees you getting hit on/approached by someone else?

JJK/Little things they do &lt;3

jjk men as love tropes

Headcanons with multiple character:

cuddling headcannons

jjk characters and random relationship headcanons

Jujutsu Kaisen Men Soft Moments With You

jujutsu sorcerers

JJK MEN DRABBLES !

WANTING YOUR ATTENTION

Taking Care of Sick JJK Men

becoming jealous

FALLING ASLEEP ON HIM

SLEEPING ON THE COUCH AFTER AN ARGUMENT

the first times in your relationship with them :)

“You drive me crazy”Attractive driving habits

wthe jjk men and their reaction to their partners having big boobas.

There favorite position to fuck you

Jujutsu Kaisen Men And How They Act When They're In The Mood

HOW THEY WANT TO BE TAKEN CARE OF

JJK men and what turns them on headcanons!

Chaing your wallpaper to an ugly pic of them and not telling

avoiding your crush feat. Gojo, Yuuta, Megumi

jjk characters + asking them to kill a bug for you (pt two that no one asked for!)

jjk boys as caring, sweet college boyfriends

WAKING THEM UP CAUSE YOU CAN’T COOK W/HIGURUMA,CHOSO & GETOU

how Nanami,Choso and Suguru shows their love towards their s/o

THEY NOTICE YOU’RE COLD IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT — JUJUTSU KAISEN

「Little things about what a relationship with JJK Characters would be like」

JUJUTSU KAISEN MEN AS YOUR COLLEGE BOYFRIEND