#i am losing my mind reading this btw

[kooldewd123]

i'm late to the book of bill party has this been done yet

[thekittyokat]

you ever just have a lot, a LOT of feelings all at once about a character and not even remotely enough words or brainpower to FORM the words to describe everything you're feeling. so it feels like you may explode. yeah

[bigsharkguy]

hey guys guess what ive been into recently

[bungobble-my-balls]

Back on my bullshit with a new Sigmatsu collection:

Everytime Sigma and Atsushi look at the other

(Part one)

Sigma

1) Sigma just lost a fight for his casino, but is saved from falling by someone. After crash landing, and having this sudden development happen in only a few seconds, he panics and quickly turns to face this person.

2) Sigma sees the man was Atsushi Nakajima, a member of the ADA, their enemy. His enemy has just saved him, and even adviced him to be careful not to fall off the structure they're on after they landed, as if he actually cares about his life? He asks him, clearly cautious and confused, why?

3) Atsushi tells him his reason for saving Sigma was to save the Agency. Sigma puts his guard and his confident aura as the Casino Manager back up temporarily, realising another enemy is trying to take him for his ability again.

4) We don't see him look directly at Atsushi again until a few panels later. At this point he's given up, he's been shot, and he was about to fall again until Atsushi jumped off the building after him.

He stares blankly up at Atsushi, yelling at him desperately to hang on, after having jumped off the building himself to catch him. At this point, I think Sigma realises Atsushi has started trying to save Sigma not just for his ability or the agency.

To me he looks confused again, but less with caution and more with hopelessness. Like he's thinking 'why is this man risking his life to save me?' And not just because Atsushi's an enemy, but right now Sigma doesn't see any worth in his life.

5) This is his response to Atsushi telling Sigma to "Hold on" and "Grab his hand".

It's resignation, him trying to reason with Atsushi that there's no reason to try so hard and risk himself to save him, since this was always how it was meant to be for him.

Maybe even trying to reason with himself to accept that this is the end for him, because what else does he have to live for now? He failed to hold onto what little he had.

6) And of course, the iconic look that I will never shut up about. This panel happens after: Atsushi gets shot and the two fall again, but Atsushi still grabs onto Sigma immediately after regaining consciousness; Sigma tells him to let go or he Atsushi will die with him; Atsushi refuses and states that he can't let Sigma die after hearing that he 'has no idea what he was born for'; Sigma calls Atsushi kind.

This is the last time Sigma looks at Atsushi. At this point, Sigma has just used his ability and transferred information to Atsushi. To Sigma, he has just made what he thought would be the last action and decision he would ever make in his short life: choosing to help an enemy who was kind to him. Who might've been the only person who risked his own life to keep Sigma alive, not just for his ability, but for Sigma's own sake.

And that line at the end hits a bit different after that realisation. "As an ordinary man, I did what I could." And what did he do? He's talking about the fact that he just gave Atsushi the information he needed to save the people he loved. And he knows that Atsushi wouldn't know what Sigma had done until after Sigma had already 'died'.

Sigma wouldn't see Atsushi's gratitude, but at least he knew he did one last useful thing with his life.

Bonus: Sigma thinking about Atsushi

(Yes I am reaching with those last two Sigma panels, what of it?? 🤨)

(But in the second panel (where Fyodor confronts Sigma about wanting to join the ADA) Atsushi is front and centre and the only one staring directly ahead at the viewer when Sigma imagines the ADA, so to me when Sigma thought of the ADA he thought of Atsushi first and I'm sticking with that)

(And in the first panel Sigma is actually thinking about how Fyodor had planned to dispose of Sigma all along, but Atsushi is also there so I'm counting it as an Atsushi thought by default ❤️)

[always-a-joyful-note]

Actually, Zool was SUCH an important addition to this story just narrative-wise. In the last few parts we've basically seen the topic of change and endings tackled alongside the desire for eternity and sameness and how impossible it is for a human to fulfill those expectations. So here comes Zool, a group born out of a desire to destroy idols and expose their humanity in the ugliest way possible, made out of four people who have been deemed failures by society and/or their own selves. They were not a good group but they changed and became sincere in their pursuit of music. Their whole redemption is just basically a big flashing signpost that tells us that change can be good AND still co-exist with the desire to last, even if it turns out that they can't last.

[plantb0t]

WAIT. FRENCH? FRENCH??? THEY MADE TAAKO FRENCH????

[anxeious]

yes i agree!!! i am single and happy that way as well, not searching for anyone to date rn because i don’t wanna. i’m happy with my fish and frogs and myself 😌 it isn’t shameful and i have no clue where that anon or the person who called you a femcel got that from. and even if you were a femcel, so what??? i could name a million WORSE things that a person could be but okay… 🤨 don’t worry about it too much!!! haters are jealous of your game.

-anon who thought you had 100 cats

hell yeah me too!!! it started because an anon clocked me w a message that said that it seems like i’ve been single for a while, and i was like HOW did they get that thru my blog like how am i blogging like someone who is single? how would they know that? i was so confused so i sent it to my irl and she (whom i love dearly) was like no dude they’re right it’s giving desperate & femcel energy and i was like HELLO?? REALLY?? HOW?? im not upset at all i am just so confused as to what is giving that energy, i’m just girlblogging!!!

[microwaving-tesilid-argente]

i forgot to post, but this was my honest reaction to webnovel ch 215 (some time post-vinchester arc).

sent to a friend who hasn't read the story but knows that reed is head over heels in love with ailette.

[arolesbianism]

Mental health shit is kicking my ass but at least I have my silly guys

[inmirova]

"it's easier to leave an abusive situation than it is to stop an abuser" :^( but it's not easy :^(

[rainingincale]

Should i just unfollow my ex-mp, because ngl I feel like im just torturing myself at this point

(Im seriously asking and you should tell me yes)

[aventurineswife]

aventurine, sunday, and any others when reader pretends to not remember them after a bad injury hehe…[angst with fluff at the end] i love giving my poor babies heart attacks mwahaha

anyways love u and ur writings btw k byeee drink water ok byeee 💕✨

“I'm sorry, but who are you?”

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Sunday x Reader, Ratio x Reader, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Soft Fluff, Light Humor Angst to Fluff, Established Relationship, Memory Loss, Reassurance.

Warnings: Emotional distress (brief moments of fear and confusion).

A/N: thanks for the reminder, anon! 😪😮‍💨I really need to drink some water

Aventurine's eyes widened, his usual playful smirk faltering as you looked at him, confusion clouding your gaze. He reached out, as though instinctively wanting to close the distance between you, but he hesitated. Your words cut through the air, soft and fragile.

"You… you are… who exactly?"

The words stung more than he expected. His heart raced in his chest as he observed the faint, distant look in your eyes. He had always been in control of the game, masterful in reading people, but this? This was a blow to his carefully constructed facade.

"You don’t remember me?" His voice was softer now, the bravado slipping as his pulse quickened.

You shook your head, an empty feeling creeping into your chest. "I don’t think so. Sorry… am I supposed to?"

Aventurine's smile faltered, and for a moment, you saw something raw beneath his cool exterior. Pain. Fear. He stepped back slightly, trying to hide the cracks forming in his walls.

"I suppose I’ve miscalculated…" he muttered to himself, voice barely audible.

But then, you reached out and touched his arm gently.

"I—"

Aventurine looked at you, his breath catching in his throat as you softly smiled. "I do remember you, though. Maybe I was just… testing you?"

The game was on again, but this time, it was different. He chuckled, a soft, relieved sound that made the weight of his worries lift just a little.

"You're dangerous, you know that?" he said, his voice returning to its usual lighthearted tone, though there was an underlying tenderness now.

You smiled. "I think I’ll keep you on your toes."

And with that, the shadows of doubt lifted, replaced by the warmth of your presence—one he could no longer imagine being without.

Sunday stood there, his eyes darkened with a mix of concern and confusion, staring at you as if you were a stranger. His fingers twitched slightly, an impulse to reach out, to make sure you were real, that you hadn’t slipped into some other world.

"You… you don’t recognize me?" he asked, his voice almost a whisper, fragile under the weight of his own disbelief.

You blinked at him, the blank look in your eyes unnerving him more than he cared to admit. "I’m sorry… I don’t think I do. Are we… close?"

The air between you seemed to freeze, thick with unspoken emotions. His mind was racing—how could you forget him, forget everything you had shared? The kindness, the warmth, the bond he’d built so carefully with you...

"I see," Sunday murmured, his gaze softening with a hint of sadness. "I suppose it’s a part of the dream, isn't it? To forget… to lose everything."

You could see the strain in his expression, the hope fading from his eyes. "Sunday, I… I didn’t mean to forget you."

You reached for him, your hand trembling as you touched his sleeve. The contact seemed to pull him out of his thoughts, and his breath caught.

A moment of stillness.

Then Sunday smiled faintly, the sadness still lingering. "I suppose we’ll just have to make you remember, won't we?" His voice was gentle, though you could hear the underlying fear in it.

You smiled, this time with a reassurance he needed. "I think I already do."

A sigh escaped him, a soft, grateful breath as he pulled you into his arms.

"Don't ever scare me like that again." he murmured into your hair, holding you close.

Ratio’s usual air of unshakable confidence was nowhere to be seen. He stood before you, his eyes wide with confusion and an almost frantic edge to his movements.

"You—don’t remember me?" he repeated, his voice betraying a crack he hadn’t expected.

You stared at him, trying to piece together the fragments of the world around you, the details of his appearance leaving you more unsettled than anything. "I… I’m sorry, I don’t think I know you."

His frown deepened, his expression unreadable but filled with something you couldn't quite place—was it hurt? Disbelief?

"I see. This is… unfortunate," he said, voice smooth yet tinged with something that didn’t fit. He folded his arms over his chest, eyes narrowing slightly. "I expected better from your memory."

You looked at him more closely, sensing a vulnerability underneath the sharpness of his demeanor. He was, despite his intellectual brilliance, losing himself in this.

You took a step closer, closing the distance between you, your hand reaching for his, gently catching his wrist. "I’m sorry… but I’m sure we’ve met before. I just—"

He paused, his sharp breath catching in his throat as he looked down at your hand on his. For a brief moment, his composure cracked, and you could see the raw emotion behind his usually controlled facade.

"Don't do this to me," he whispered, his voice barely audible, as if the weight of the situation was too much to bear. "You must remember."

You smiled softly, understanding now. "I remember. You’re the one who always insists on teaching me things."

His gaze softened instantly, a relieved exhale leaving him. "Good."

Ratio’s usual brilliance returned, but this time, there was something gentler about him. "Perhaps next time, try not to lose your memory so easily."

And though his words were sharp, his hand reached out to take yours, a reassurance that you were not lost to him.

Me lmaoo

[yandere-sins]

How'd you think Yandere luci and Yandere Mammon would deal with a S/O who's hiding the fact they're a virgin and is always trying to avoid intercourse by excuses like pretending to be asleep etc because they don't want to lose their virginity to them? (ALSO BTW, I LOVE YOUR WORK. like your work is super amazing and detailed <3 best yan writer)

Thank you for reading my writing!! I am so glad you enjoy it ^-^

And thank you for requesting! ♥

Warning: Yandere, Sexual Content

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Lucifer

♡ As if he doesn't know. You might be able to fool another human, and maybe someone as dense as Mammon, but you can't fool Lucifer. He had already noticed you shying away from his touch, the goosebumps and sudden tension that would go through you every time he touched you (rather innocently even). It's like you expected something to happen and are unsure how to react. Maybe you don't want it, perhaps you do, but your signals aren't very clear, and that makes him suspect you.

♡ He could blame it on some form of trauma that he doesn't know about, but he'd expect your reactions to be a bit more violent or fueled by rejection if that was the case. Instead, they are bashful and tense, with a taste of sweetness and innocence that Lucifer quite likes. And he caught Asmo giving you a knowing look once while you seemed even more hesitant to approach the 5th oldest brother; you made it much too easy for Lucifer to figure out what kind of game you were playing.

♡ So, he'll play along for a while since it's now in his control. You might not be a well-aged drop of lust yet, but delaying the inevitable is going to do you both well. Riling you up, getting you to let down your guard, and leaving you hot and bothered will benefit Lucifer greatly. Seeing your walls crumble will be enough to satisfy him for a while, so he won't have to put his hands on you prematurely. You may simmer on the knowledge that he'll take your virginity at some point, be sensitive, and get confused at times over his actions. Maybe even fantasize what it'll be like. Will he be rough? Gentle? Ease you into it or brutal steal your innocence like he did with your freedom? Letting your thoughts and desires run wild, no matter how much you want to deny them, will almost guarantee that once you are ready, you'll be at a point where you'll crawl to him, begging for release. And Lucifer likes that idea very much.

♡ Things he'll do to chip away at your defense include but aren't limited to spooning up against you at night, his cock perfectly pressed against your body but not grinding against you. Just letting you know it's there and ready for you and allowing you to get used to it but never letting you scoot away. The same is true with his hand placement at night, his palm at your lower abdomen, just resting there, and his fingertips slipping beneath your clothes to leave feathery trails of allurement. So close yet far enough away, teasing, playful, promising. The warmth it emits seeping into your body, heating you up, only for him to retract and leaving you hanging. Sometimes, his fingers will play with your clothes, letting you know just how agile they are. Your mind will do the rest as you can imagine the chaos and pleasure they can leave in their wake. He wears human pheromones suited to your taste, and he'll flirt with you, complimenting you even when you feel vulnerable, letting you know how receptive he is to taking the next step. It's only a matter of time until you cave, but Lucifer will do everything to make it the hardest few days of your life.

Mammon

♡ Mammon is indeed a little dense. He might feel a bit off-put if you reject his advances repeatedly, but he doesn't see anything wrong with it the first few times. There is absolutely no subtlety in his advances, his kisses bordering on orgasm-territory already when he's in the mood, his hands greedy as is fitting for his title. You might be forced into these affections, but even you can't help but squirm beneath him. It only gives him more incentive to take it up a notch when he's just so passionate, your lips constantly bruised, and your neck marked by his teeth.

♡ So it becomes very frustrating and confusing for him when you kick and scream the moment he gets a bit more intimate. He'd like to respect your choice despite him not giving you one when it comes to whether or not you'll be with him for the rest of your life. Mammon likes to think he's gracious like that. But he thought you two were on the right path to taking the next step, yet you keep rejecting him. To be fair, he's been very clear that he wants you for a long time: Grinding against you, fondling your body even though he should be concentrating on other things. You've caught him jerking off next to you, moaning your name quite a few times even though you pretended to be asleep. And if that isn't clear enough, he's been nagging and sometimes even begging on his knees for you to give him some of that sweet body of yours to fuck. You've rejected him all the same, so for Mammon, it hints at something being seriously wrong, but he can't quite figure it out himself.

♡ It takes some... advice from more experienced individuals for him to come to a conclusion. Levi thinks perhaps he smells bad, Satan questions why anyone would want to be with Mammon in the first place, and Beel asks if maybe you're too hungry for any of that stuff and if Mammon fed you properly. But hey, at least Asmo is useful, hinting at the possibility of you feeling... insecure. Maybe you're too "inexperienced" (Mammon vehemently denies the possibility of you being a virgin, cause duh, look at you! Stunning, gorgeous, and he will totally kill anyone who touched you before him, but clearly, with how seductive and sexy you are, he can't possibily your first). So Mammon deducts Asmo is right; you're just nervous because you'll be with a great guy like Mammon!

♡ Worry not; he decides to show you the ropes! ... Literally. You might stutter and reject his ideas of getting close and personal, but Asmodeus had a handy bag of goodies for Mammon before he left. Even though Mammon is at his limit, he tries to keep it together for you, tying you up and making you watch him jerk off, reciting all the things he wants to do to you, how he'll do it, and showing you how insane you are driving him. There won't be any more nights to hide away after that, as Mammon will demonstrate to you exactly how worthy you are to lay with him. But at least he'll ease you into it, that's something, right? You'll get the full 7 hells of orgasms from his mouth to fingers to toys. Forcing you to rely on him as he takes away your senses, like sight, and the freedom to move as you please. By the time he finally gets to wet his cock on you, you'll be already too well-fucked to care, and if that isn't devotion, what is?

[stunie]

what are ur headcanons for hoshina and kafka? not like fic hc but just like things you think fit them???? i've read up to volume two and just started watching it (lit watching episode 1 rn) and am curious

if we're talking nsfw tho, imho kafka would so do worship/praise. man's single and in his 30s. touches a titty and is just thankful for the opportunity DFLDJSFdsFJ

note: ok wait i haven’t done this type of lil paragraph thing in a while :’) but also omg euphie i’ve been dying to talk about them! (more specifically, hoshina has kinda been lurking in the back of my mind for a bit). also, if u wanted sfw ones too lemme know !! & btw i am also so so so excited for u to see a certain scene w hoshina <33

mdni. explicit smut (18+). 600 wc. f!reader

SOSHIRO HOSHINA.

Hoshina is a huge tease. I mean this as … he’ll decide to give you your usual morning kiss a little more passionate than usual- just enough to get your stomach all hot, but he doesn’t do anything past that. Except throughout the day, you think it’s kind of weird that he keeps accidentally brushing against you, crotch coincidentally pushing against the swell of your ass multiple times, but it’s not hard enough for you to be able to tell if it was deliberate. By the end of the day, you’re practically throwing yourself on him, to which he responds with “Ah— you’re a needy one, aren’t you?”

Also likes risk to some extent. After filling you up with his cum, he has you pull up your panties and go about your day. The sight of you all feverish and awkwardly rubbing your thighs together to try and keep his cum from dripping down your thighs really gets him going, and he’s not against the idea of leaning down every now and then to whisper what he’s planning on doing to you tonight— straight into the shell of your ear, and sometimes he’ll give it a teasing bite before he’s right back to normal. Honestly just likes the process and feeling he gets from getting you all pent up and needy.

Of course, edging. Absolutely thrives on the sound of your voice begging him to stop teasing and just give you what you need. It’s even more exciting when he listens to you, except now he gives you too much— and now you’re whining that you can’t take it, to which he reminds you that it was your idea from the start.

KAFKA HIBINO.

Has the nastiest breeding kink. I think he’d be weak from anything relating to this (i.e. is losing it when you’re soaked, when you squirt, when he cums on you, even the noises your sopping cunt makes from each thrust). Also drunk on the idea of just filling you to the brim, but more so because he just loves to watch his cum spill out of your cunt. Likes to dump it deep inside you, watch it leak out, then his finger comes to smear it with your own slick, pushing it back inside before he asks if you’re okay with another round.

Also … scratching. you asked him to put you in a mating press just once, and as soon as your nails first dug into his shoulders at the initial stretch, he knew it was over for him. He’s practically growling each time your nails rack up and down the muscles of his back, slamming his hips into you harder because he wants you to do that again and again. Also a sucker for when your legs wrap around him to pull him deeper inside you.

And i agree with the praise. I can picture him looming over you with a strong hand cradling your head against the crook of his neck. He’s completely breathless, but he’s still reminding you through a grunt every few minutes that you look so fucking good under him.

[habibisagi]

"he daydreams about different scenarios he could weave for you, maybe dangerous maybe just humiliating, that he could then rescue you from so that you see him as your saviour"........................

HI SUNNY IM HERE TO BOTHER U ABOUT BLEACH AGAIN :333 ...... do u perhaps have thots about urahara..... whats he like whats he into what kind of man is he....... ur beautiful mind never disappoints me

HIIIII i’m always down to yap about bleach 🫡 LEMME TELL YOU ABOUT URAHARA

i genuinely think this man was the blueprint for gojo (or just the blueprint in general for the goofy powerful sensei trope) so some of gojo's characterization can fit with him BUT what makes urahara stand apart imo is his intelligence and manipulation. he’s soo good at reading people and understanding their wants and motivations and he hides how calculated he can be behind his easy-going attitude. there are a couple of points in the story where he deliberately manipulated the main characters by doing and saying whatever he needs to get them to do what he wants (he has apologized before and come clean about it after the fact but not always.) urahara is always looking waaaaay into the future and taking whatever steps he needs to take to get there. he does have limits though. he knows when he’s going too far and everything he does is generally for the greater good not just his own personal agenda. very much the embodiment of “the ends justify the means.”

SOOO if we take that and try to guess how he would be in a romantic relationship i think urahara kinda clocks it immediately when you start to feel attracted to him and even worse he knows the second that that initial attraction turns into genuine feelings. i think it could go either way from there depending on what he wants from you. if he’s down for a fling but nothing more i don’t think he’ll change much about himself and if you end up in his bed then it happens. he’s not going to use your feelings against you to get you to sleep with him when he knows he doesn’t want the same thing you do but he’s also not going to stop anything from happening like some moral knight. he’s of the opinion that you’re an adult with your own will and if you wanna have some fun then he’s more than happy to give it to you. (munch enthusiast btw this man eats pussy from the back)

BUUUUT if urahara does want to be in a relationship with you i think everyday is a struggle for him. because he knows. he knows all the words he could whisper in your ear to make you his. it’d be so easy too. a couple of promises about how he won’t treat you the way others have, soothing insecurities you never even told him about, giving you the attention you obviously crave from him. he daydreams about different scenarios he could weave for you, maybe dangerous maybe just humiliating, that he could then rescue you from so that you see him as your saviour. he could have you so easily but he won’t do a thing because he thinks you deserve a genuine love, a true love. so he’ll draw that line for himself and change exactly nothing about how he interacts with you.

it sucks for you in both situations cause you can't tell how this man feels for you at all. you get surface level flirting and some touchiness and that’s it. if you two do end up in a relationship, you’re the one who’s gonna have to initiate a lot of it and do a lot of the heavy lifting at first. it’s only when urahara is sure that the relationship was organic and he can look himself in the mirror and be sure that he didn't manipulate you into being with him that you get his full authentic self.

anyway i love him here are some manga panels that itch my brain

[artinvain]

just read sub!top sevika and it was delicious. now i am here to beg and plead for sub!top abby 😭 (btw i love your work. you’re my fave writer on tumblr!! <3)

sub!top abby?!?!?!? men, minors, ageless & blank blogs DNI (thank u anon I luv u bb)

abby’s mouth is pressed to yours as she grabs and rubs your thighs and ass. “come on sweet pea sit on my cock,” she moans, “please, yeah fuck -“ abby whines as she watches you sink down on her, your pussy swallowing her strap as you sit.

you whine as you take her full and rotate your hips experimentally, “feels so good abby,” you tease, your hands massaging her shoulders. abby takes a hand and places it on her cheek, kissing the inside of your wrist, and you leaning forward to suck on your nipples.

abby steadies one firm hands on your ass, massaging and smacking before she spreads you open and lifts you up, her other arm wrapping around your hips and pulls you down on her strap,

“please baby ride me shit- yeah like that-“ abby moans as you start to bounce on her, she revels in the way your tits jiggle, the way you’re moaning and whining, gripping hard onto her, clawing at any part you can find. “feel good honey? you like being impaled on my cock don’t you ?” abby whimpers the question and you’re not losing your mind riding her, barely hanging onto words as she lays down to spear up into you.

“jesus fuck, you look so good taking me like this,” abby moans, groaning in response to your long string of curses,

“yeah, take it jus’ like that, little fucking slut,” abby smacks your ass bringing you down to lay on top her as you ride her strap, hips taking control again. abby smacks and squeezes your ass, soothing the pain by rubbing her hands over your soft cheeks.’

“y-yeah, fuck,” you moan into abby’s ear - your lips going to kiss and suck at her neck and under her ear as you whine - “so fucking full, you’re so deep abby - can’t ride please -“ you sputter into her ear, hips faltering.

“want me to fuck you baby? huh just fucking rail you till you’re crying?” she asks as you nod, cooing as she turns you over while you cling to her. mewling as she starts to rut into you.

“gotta gimmie one baby, please - want you to cum for me,” abby whimpers, as she angles her hips and rolls them in a way that makes your eyes roll back. abby kisses your forehead, her gentleness contrasting the way her hips snap deep and hard, your back arching as you mumble her name over and over. the sound of it like music to abby’s fucking ears.

“I know, baby, I know that must feel good, my cock so deep inside you — fuck you’re taking me so well,” she moans, gently holding onto your knee and kissing your mouth, “ah fuck need to cum inside you, fucking get deep and have you warm my cock,” she groans.

abby’s biting your shoulder to muffle her needy grunts as you moan, “close,” you whimper and abby reaches down to rub at your wet swollen clit, strumming the sensitive little nub, “can see it on your face you’re gonna cum,” she whispers — “you’re so pretty baby,” she adores the way you look blush coming upon your cheeks as you cum, gripping and holding her tight.

😅🏷️ @lesbian-useless @sexysapphicshopowner @iamaboringrattat @lavendersgirl @bimboprincezz @emiliabby