#genuinely want to feel ADMIRED back .

[mymarifae]

DUDE COME ON

[lifesver]

i just wish to say all lelands friendships are so important to him, but i do especially find his friendships w the girls very sweet. connie teaches him yes you should be yourself and cringe and the right people will like you when you're yourself and the wrong people will see themselves out. and that it is ok to love who you love and it's not weird. and maria teaches him it's good to be soft it's good to have an open heart being kind to others is about believing in the best in them. seeing the best in everything, really, and the beauty in a moment, in a field of flowers, in anything. and julie teaches him boys do cry and it doesn't matter what someone says you can be anything you want and do anything you want. and that you should trust yourself and your feelings and also you don't have to be ashamed of those feelings. the girls in gen bringing him out of his shell in other ways too like yes pretty boy you can wear more than blue and brown if you want to

[skunkes]

Your post about loving to study the beauty of the human body as well as wanting to love someone male while also be them is something I've been feeling for the past few years tbh but I've never heard someone put it in the exact words I use before. I think it's also because when it comes to topics like that I also feel embarrassed trying to explain a melded and complicated but beautiful emotion that doesn't have a word for it other than imagery in my mind

Sorry for the random soul post in your inbox but I get you! And that makes me happy

Also you're art is very cool and holds the very idea of human warmth and love within keep it up

responding to the compliment first, thank you!!!

as for the rest, yes! In the past I've definitely understood "love someone so much you want to crawl into them because hugging and physical intimacy isn't enough" as well as the usual "do i wanna fuck them or be them 🤪" sentiment floating around,

but it's not until very recently that I pieced together the, "well, what would I do if I literally got my hands on another [human being]. I'm not sure it would be enough to just Behold a [beautiful human being], I also want to be a beautiful [human being], but in the way this [person] is, which is. Unlike the way I am. Different from how I am. (In the many ways that can be interpreted)."

Which is adjacent to the "crawling into them", and adjacent to wishing I could be desired in the same way that I desire, and then directly connected to the way I am being genuine and casual when I say I love looking at and am in awe of the human form, but it's so very easy for that genuine love to slip into that intense and strange enthusiasm to map out, touch, explore, examine, open, crawl, meld, Be. Be!

[kyouka-supremacy]

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[peculiarbeauty]

good morning !! i tend to feel super enamored by people who go out of their way to actually talk to me about plots , ships , our muses in general. there are occasions i might feel like a number to people in their following but there are genuinely so many people here who do not do that and i'm thankful. even if it's something so small as talking about our muses once in a while , developing that bond outside of ic content is really important to me ?? and sometimes i'll admit i have no idea wtf to say in the tags on a thread but . building rapport w/ my fellow writers here is really really important to ME as a person. i wanna be your friend soooo bad. <3

[sailforvalinor]

Val Is Pretty Sure She Might Be Losing Her Mind, more at 11

[wiseatom]

anyway you can literally pry mike and will sw*ftie agenda from my cold, lifeless hands

[thewhizzyhead]

I know the reunion concert was literally just 2 days ago but my bros my guys my dudes I miss WATT so so much and I really do want this show Actually Revived because I miss my cheerleaders, pma's stories and music are fucking great and I wanna hear more, watt has so much room for improvement, and I wanna see watt thrive aaaaaaaa

[f1owermoon]

sorry i just. need to rant for a second

[vanweezer]

me: shit why cant i tell people close to me that i love them when i havent been smoking

my brain: you dont trust yourself or anyone to say what they actually mean and also *** **** ***** *** *** **** ***** *** *********** ** **** *** ***** **** **, ***** ** * **** ***** *** ***** *** ********* ***** ** *** and when you smoke you typically only say it in a joking context so youre not worried about people taking you seriously anyway

me: ok real and true, pass that shit over here

[dutybcrne]

One-sided Kaebedo idea. Not for angst, but for just the sheer absolute PUPPY MODE Kae would be in trying to make himself useful to Albedo and Albedo realizing okay yeah, maybe it IS kind of cool to have someone THAT dedicated to you helping out with shit-

[redxriiot]

in the teacher verse, Ei's absolute favorite school days are Parents Day and the Sports Fest day

[princessmyriad]

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[autism-corner]

ok not to brag but im soo cute

[emmyrosee]

The sky is pink in my neck of the woods guys ☹️🫶🏻

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“Sukuna! Kuna- baby, look-“

“Wake me up, and I’ll have to kill you.”

Sukuna doesn’t know what time it is, and he doesn’t care. All he knows is it’s far too early for your nonsense, nonsense you’re always willing to subject him to.

All that he’s willing to listen to.

“But- but Sukuna,” you whine. He feels you leave the bed, and he makes a blind reach to try and keep you to the warmth of the covers to no avail. He grumbles in annoyance and moves to hike the blankets up and over his head, blocking out your noise and the sunlight coming in.

“It’s pink outside…”

He grumbles and pulls the blankets from his head, “huh?”

“It’s pink!” You giggle, genuine joy in your voice. “The sky, it’s making everything look pink! The trees, the houses, the cars-“

“Yeah, got it, shits pink,” he grumbles, sitting up and stretching deeply. “Take a pic and come back to bed.”

“Don’t you want to come look at it with me?” You pout.

He could kill you. He could! Honestly, with how obnoxious you are, he wants to.

But he knows, deep down, he won’t. Because you ask him to come look at the pink sky at who knows what time in the morning. Because you stole a cookie from his plate last night, and you popped a blackhead on his nose when he was talking to Yuuji on the phone yesterday. Because you cling to him like a koala and smother his bony cheeks in kisses, and you sit on his lap to block his view from the tv, and you take the cheese off of his pizza to eat it.

Because you’re you. And you’re not going to change, and he loves you for it.

With a grunt, he yawns and turns his head to look at you, perched in front of the window. Your body is carved in the pink light, your face turned to him expectantly. You look ethereal, a pure soul sent to him specifically, with your bottom lip jutted out and your eyes curved, flashing him your best set of puppy eyes.

He swings his legs over the bed and stalks over to you, smacking his lips and wrapping an arm around you once he approaches you. You nuzzle into his chest and press a kiss to his pec before turning your gaze back outside, fixating on the pink.

“It’s literally 5 am,” he says, breaking up the peace.

“It’s so pretty,” you mewl, and Sukuna looks down to admire you.

“Sure is, babe,” he hums, gently rubbing his thumb over your shoulder.

“Sure is.”

[nochepsicodelica]

Toji who leaves hickeys all over you so often that you have to push him away when you start looking like you fought an octopus.

"Toji, you know these aren't always gonna be so small. They're gonna end up looking like bruises. Just look at the ones you already left."

"Mhm," he hums, already leaving another one on your shoulder blade, releasing your skin with a wet smack of his lips. He rubs his spit into the mark like it's some sort of salve that'll make it last longer.

"I'm fine with these," you say, looking at all the one's he left on your chest and below. "but my neck... i'm running out of makeup, baby. I won't be able to cover them if you keep this up."

"Then don't." He would just love that. Despite how nonchalant he sounds about it, it's a highly recommended suggestion. He would genuinely love it if you walked around with his marks all over your neck. People will automatically know that you already have someone you get freaky with.

"I have to go to work sometime. I wouldn't be able to take having my neck stared at by everyone I talk to. No more neck hickeys."

He nears your neck, again. The second you say he can't put another mark on it, he spots a clear area and leans in, lightly pressing his lips against it.

"Tojiii," you whine, leaning forward, away from him. "Leave it alone."

"But, it's clear. It's lonely without being marked like the rest of your neck." He scoots forward again, putting his enormous hands on your waist to pull you close. "I'll be quick. Just-"

"Mm-mm. No," you interrupt, brushing his hands off of you.

"I might just die if you don't let me do this, ma."

"Really?" You raise your brows in disbelief.

"Really," he responds, so confidently.

You scoff. "You're so dramatic. You won't die if you don't get to suck on my neck."

"Who knows? I might spontaneously collapse because of it. Weirder, more unexplainable things have happened."

He's so dumb sometimes. Your hunk is absolutely ridiculous, and yet you find yourself weighing towards his point in this.

"Would marking up that blank space actually cure you?" You feel as silly as him for asking the question.

"Who's to say?"

You tilt your head and deadpan. "Right. I guess i'll take my chances and just keep the random patch of unmarked skin on my neck."

"Hey, that doesn't mean we can't try. Come on, now."

You groan and roll your eyes before making your way back to him. He cups your cheeks, smirking as he looks into your eyes, before turning your head to expose the blank area on your neck.

"It's a reaaally good spot, doll. I think i'm gonna make it."

You huff, unable to look at him because of the way your head is turned. You feel his tongue slide over your neck, the gesture transitioning to his lips kissing the area and then it feels sharp. His lips leave a stinging sensation with every second that they stay on you.

"Ow, fuck, you vampire. It feels like you're actually trying to suck the blood out of me." You wince. "Are you done?"

"Yeah, yeah. I'm done." He admires his masterpiece and smirks with pride. You have an entire collar of hickeys that he put on you, and the newest one looks mean.

"You look pretty. Could eat you up, mama." He swipes at the new mark with his thumb, looking at the color that will remain on your skin for the next few days.

"I can tell. You already devoured me. You're insane. Just look at all of this," you say, running your hand over your kiss stained neck.

"I was just nibbling on you," he speaks, into your jaw, before smoothly laying you down, onto the bed. "Just wanted a little taste," he says, taking your hands in his and pinning them above your head. "Am I really insane for that?"

"Um..." you laugh, making your flustered state obvious. "Yes?"

"Damn." He gives you a long, deep kiss, that makes you forget what you were talking about. "You think i'm crazy?" You hum, and he does it again.

"Haven't you played with me enough? I feel like i'm some chew toy for you." You giggle, feeling his lips on your cheek, trailing towards your jaw.

He hums, dismissively. "Found more blank space."