#i have like 5 pillows on my bed but 4 are so flat they dont hold their shape anymore and you can feel stuff through it

[ummmuhhidk]

this is me btw. If you even care

[arhvste]

hello!! congrats on 900+ 💖💖💖 for the event, would it be okay to ask for atsumu for prompt #5 or #30? (your pick, i can't choose between the two 😂)

thank you! i hope you're staying safe, pls take care 💖

haha thank u bb !! ✨

❛dont be stupid you know i love you ❜

“stupid pigs.”

atsumu huffed as you listened to him complain about his performance in his last game.

“i know we won but that’s not the point! how many times do i have to tell the annoying girls to shut their damn mouths while i’m servin?!”

you rolled your eyes at your childhood friends whining.

“they’re just showing you support the least you can do is be a little appreciative.”

“just whos side are ya on?!”

“samu’s.”

atsumu scoffed and threw himself back on your bed where you were propped up on your phone dividing your attention between whatever was occupying your screen and his complaining.

he watched the way your eyes narrowed while you read something from your screen, the bite of the corner of your lip when something really caught your attention, the furrow in your eyebrows when you were confused. atsumu knew you like the back of his hand by now.

you’d been friends with the twins for as long as you could remember. growing up with the boisterous atsumu and laid back osamu, you got the best of both worlds as osamu would tease his brother and then atsumu would demand you take his side.

as time went on, atsumu had naturally gravitated closest to you as you brought him back down when he needed it. you were his anchor he’d like to say. you were still great friends with osamu too but he didn’t rely on you as much as atsumu did so the artificial blonde dominated most of your attention between the two of them.

the girls are school were beyond envious of your bond with the twins. they were practically untouchable but you had the power to talk and approach them whenever you felt and they would never turn you away, always accepting your conversation with warm smiles and laughter. they even went out of their own ways to talk to you and eat lunch with you occasionally which drove fangirls livid. atsumu liked the fact you didn’t care about them though. you didn’t think twice about the jealous stares or bitter comments thrown your way. who were they to tell you who you could and couldnt be friends with? he liked your headstrong attitude and was proud of you for it.

“i just want one match where things go my way is that that too much to ask?” he whined as you tore your eyes away from your device momentarily.

“god you’re so insatiable.”

“am i not allowed to be?” his eyebrow quirked.

“not when you’re whining and bitching my ear off.”

that comment earned you a pillow to the face. atsumu couldnt contain his laughter as he watched your phone drop to the floor and your shocked face try to process the fact you’d just been hit.

“you’re such a pain!” you scoffed grabbing another pillow and launching it in his direction.

“silly, silly girl, playin like this with a startin player on the volleyball team.” he smirked as he caught the pillow you threw with ease.

he tossed it back to you resulting in a hit to your arm. you scowled and crawled on top of the bed and grabbed his wrists. your own hands barely able to wrap around his wrists.

“oh my god just go down would you?!”

“not when yer askin so rudely darlin!”

the nickname caught you off guard and he took advantage of this and pushed his weight down so you were flat on the bed and he had you pinned down.

you struggled under his hold and fidgeted underneath him. “let me go!” you demenaded several times much too atsumu’s amusement.

“nah don’t feel like it.” he watched your body tense up and try to escape his firm grip.

he looked down at your scowling face and a smirk tugged at his lips. atsumu had always thought you were pretty, or rather quite beautiful in fact. he had always had some sort of attraction towards you but disregarded it for a flimsy crush that he was sure would eventually fade. in fact, he was so sure it was going to fade he left it alone for 4 years insisting the feeling would leave on its own. he hadn’t realised that his harboured feelings had only grown and developed as time went on and more time was spent by your side.

“take a picture, it’ll last longer.” you hissed from beneath him feeling uncomfortable under his intense stare.

“why do i need a picture when i can keep ya here for as long as i want to?” he shot back as a fustrated huff left your lips.

“sorry i thought you didn’t like girls, i thought your opinion on girls is that they’re all ‘pigs’ and ‘annoying” you mocked. “so why keep one struggling under you or are you just trying to get on my nerves?”

“yer not just like the other girls though.” he replied as your struggling slowed down.

“oh wow miya atsumu sees me as something more than a girl! i’m so privileged he doesn’t hate me and think i’m a pig like every other one!” you mocked him once more as his grip loosened slightly.

“of course i don’t think yer like one of the pig girls! don’t be stupid ya know i love you, why would i treat ya like the other girls if i felt otherwise?”

finally, after over 4 years of letting his feelings brew inside of him, atsumu had just admitted out loud what he’d been meaning to say for quite some time now. he didn’t feel embarrassed nor did he regret what he said. he felt relieved if anything. a weight he didn’t even know he was carrying was lifted off his shoulders.

“a-atsumu? what?” your voice laced with disbelief as the setter finally let you go and flopped down on the bed next to you.

“i love you.” he stated again, words firm with assurance.

you were shocked to say the least. it wasn’t a bad shock no, but you were surprised that he’d admit to such a thing like love. the atsumu you knew didn’t like girls and thought of them as a nusence with the exception of you, but you always just assumed that was because you’d known him for so long.

“atsumu...”

“ya don’t have to say it back i just thought i should tell ya that’s all.” panic slowly leaked his system. he was glad he’d finally confessed but why we weren’t you saying anything back? maybe he should’ve kept his mouth shut after all.

“i-its not that it’s just... you’re the last person i would’ve expected that from.” the two of you lay next to each other neither pairs of eyes daring to look anywhere but the ceiling.

“yeah? well what can i say? i just love surprising ya.”

“yeah no shit, you can’t just spring that on someone and not expect them to be shocked.” your hand instinctively inching towards his.

“yeah i know, just thought i might as well tell ya.” his voice soft spoken as his nerves began to calm.

the silence almost deafening as you pieced your next words together and atsumu laid in anticipation waiting for your polite rejection.

“well i might as well tell you too... i think i love you.”

his eyes widened as he shot himself up.

“you think?”

“i think.” you mused eyes closed refusing to fluster yourself by catching his eyes.

“i just... i’ve never been in love with anyone, my whole life has been you and samu, i’ve never felt what i think are romantic feelings for anyone else.”

“you feel romantic things for me and samu?” disbelief and confusion mixed within his tone.

“no stupid, i see samu as a brother figure and i thought i saw you as that too, that impression of you left maybe 3 years ago though and i saw you as something other than a brother.”

“what did ya see me as?” his quiet voice filling the room.

your eyes opened and you were met with atsumu’s gleaming ones. his eyes searching for the answers you were yet to voice.

“as someone i could fall in love with if that’s what fate had for us.”

“god y/n, ya didn’t have to keep me on edge the whole time!” he sighed in relief as his arm wrapped around your frame.

“sorry, it’s amusing seeing you suffer though, and it’s payback for the pillow to the face earlier.”

he leaned up and pressed a warm kiss to your forehead, another to your nose and a final one to your cheek.

“forgiven?”

“i think i could do with some more convincing...”

a wide smile spread across atsumu’s face. now he had all the time in the world to convince you to forgive him as well as experience so many new things with you as you both stepped hand in hand into the untouched territory of unexperienced feelings, but you were doing it together and atsumu would’ve had it no other way.

aislas 900 event

[secretsniper3]

Part 2: Wet..

I wake, rolling over my alarm says 08:00, my day starts now. Blinking and drinking in my surroundings im surprised that im not bound anymore, Master probably released me from my situation before he too went to sleep, makes sense since I still have my morning routine to do. Spreading my thighs my hand creeps under the sheets and massages my clit, moisture instantly wetting my fingers as i rub up and down, fingers dancing expertly over my throbbing clit, being denied for so long my reaction is second nature now as my back arches up off my bed as my hand continues its assault on my senses. 1 edge moments later my mind abuzz with desire. Another edge, 3 to go and my morning can really begin. On and on my fingers go, dancing circles around my needy clit. Stopping just shy of another orgasm, 3 edges down. Pushing a finger and then another into my wet pussy I rub the walls and pull out seconds later. 4 edges down, returning my fingers to my box as my other hand clutches my breast, back still arched high, I slams down to the bed and thrusts my hands to my pillow. 5 edges done.

Climbing out of bed I go and brush my hair and then my teeth. A outfit is already laid out by my Master. A latex sleeveless shirt and matching pants, black high heels and a corset. My day will clearly be a tough one for me. Looking around I cannot find anything even resembling underwear. Knowing my punishment would be beyond measure if I were to dress my pussy myself I don my latex outfit for the day. Shirt, then the pants, sliding easily up my smooth legs as my juices made for handy lubricant. Pressing the latex on my pussy I pause. A simple deep breath removes my hand from what I know is forbidden to me now my morning edges are complete. Sitting on the bedside I clip my heels on so it doesnt fall off and put on my corset, only being able to loosly cinche it without help.

With great care, I walk out my bedroom door, slow paces in my high heels, my pussy rubbing against the latex with every step sending chills down my spine making my mind drift to my little buzzer throbbing away relentlessly. down the stairs, Master was waiting for me. Standing before him I assume my position on my knees, legs open palms up, head down.

“Good morning Master” I say keeping my head low.

“Morning my dear, sleep well i hope, i have a few fun things for you to enjoy today” my Master sounds eager.. its a little unsettling.

Standing up at his command I follow him to the dining room. Breakfast is already served. Im stunned, something is going on and Im concerned by what this means, my Master has almost never made breakfast for me. Heading to my seat I spot it. A large dildo, right where my pulsing pussy would lay, with my Masters guiding hand I ease down onto the large toy. The latex over my pussy parting at the intrusion! how could I not notice that gap when I put it on?? sliding down the thick cock my pussy serving to lubricate it all the way to the base. With a wet shlop Im completely full and I havnt even touched my bacon and eggs! perhaps a drink to calm my nerves, as I take a large gulp I feel warm.. a little too warm. Looking to my Master, he confirms my suspicions by raising his own glass. My pussy now spasming around the dildo as the aphrodisiac runs its course as I lean forward and stifle a moan.

My Master laughs at my situation. “Eat up my dear, your going to need your strength.” he says sending a flurry of chills down my spine leading right to my throbbing womanhood! gasping for air I raise a shaking hand to my fork and eat my food, likely spiked as well.. yes, its spiked. With each piece I swallow I feel the heat burn hotter, like a raging inferno my body craving the 1 thing my mind knows it must never have without consent! finishing my drugged meal my Master takes me by the hand and raises me up. Stopping several times to prevent a unauthorised orgasm. Leading me to the play room I see a device I have never seen before but it scares the hell out of me.

Standing, or lying in the middle of the room is a series of Stock restraints circling a large padded seat, leading me over to it, my Master lays me down flat. locking my wrists in their own personal Stock holders, followed by my ankles. Breathing faster at this development and my need constantly rising im hoisted in the air by the cushion im laying on, my restraints following suit. Standing beside me my Master reveals more holes in my latex, a hole per nipple with which he inserts a suction cup with a wire and covering it with the latex again, leaving just the wire exposed. moving down to my clit he reveals a suction cup, its thin and long and now, attached to my maddening, throbbing buzzer, he begins pumping. My eyes fly open in a combination of fear and arousal as my clit starts to get sucked into the tube, further and further its pulled from its hood till I feel it. Something hard is touching my clit, looking down Im greeted with a wire, pressing the tip of my isolated clit with the means to make me thrash around were I not restrained already. My drug ridden mind flooding with thoughts of my soon to be, hellish day that started too calmly as my Master slides a thick metal cock into my ass. I cant see it but I can bet theres a wire attached to it as well.

Moving to my head Master puts a dildo gag in my mouth and a latex hood over my head, my long red hair pulled through the back and the hood sealed tight. I cant see, I can barely hear and I can only weakly moan around this toy in my mouth, and as my thoughts go to the toy in my mouth, it expands, and again, and again! My mouth now completely full with cock my pleas and moans now a dull grunt, barely audible to those outside my hood. My pussy feels cold air, Master has moved the latex away from my drooling slit, heat radiating off my hungry hole, I breathe deep as Master presses his tongue against my slick folds. If I could scream, I would have. instead my legs tremble uncontrollably and my arms spasm, locked in my restraints thats all I really can do. Master licks again and again drawing more fluid from me. My breathing now very audible as air rushes in and out through my nose, Then I feel it. its coming, shit IM CUMMING! and then.. pure agony. My nipples cop it first, but only by microseconds, as they light up with electricity, followed by my ass and worst of all, my throbbing clit. My eyes shoot up into my skull as Im torn down from the plateau I was cresting mere moments ago! My pussy spasms in need as my Masters tongue only redoubles its assault knowing he has me, right where he wants me.

A full hour passes, and Masters Tongue leaves my pussy as another orgasm is slammed away by the electricity as this setup is designed to deny, not reward so I scream into my inflated cock gag. A few moments pass by idle as Im left to stew in my burning need, electricity occasionally zapping my nipples to make sure im denied release from my drug fuelled arousal. I hear Master say something outside my latex hood, I cant make out the words but he seems to know that I was only moments from cumming just now and thats led his to this pause to let me calm down, if that were possible with the drugs coursing through my veins and the intoxicating latex still coating my body and head Im swimming in a sea of arousal and Im not allowed to cum even a little even in my intense exhaustion im allowed only this peace of not being dragged kicking and screaming to more denial! A familiar sensation returns as Masters tongue reaffixes itself to my Labia and once again im lit of with electricity as another orgasm is beaten back, Round 2 begins.

2 Whole hours of torturous orgasm denial at Masters hands and tongue pass as im finally lowered to the ground, it only took a minute to unlock my limbs from the hellish devices that held me down, and another minute to free my ass, nipples and clit from their own hellish devices. A flick to the clit confirms Im still conscious. My Master picks me up and carries me to the nearby lounge, there he removes my hood and gag, and rests my head on his lap and runs his fingers through my sweat soaked hair. Stripping me of my latex suit, leaving only my heels on he continues my massage, as I regain my senses slowly.

“Master.. Thank you for training this slave to serve” I say weakly, as he cups my cheek with his tender hand, I roll over and fish out his throbbing cock and begin sucking, after all that pain and denial i need something I love, i need Masters cum in my mouth to savour the taste then swallow like the Good Slave I am. Eventually im rewarded with a mouthful as i drink every drop im given and swallow, it really is delicious to me now, I cant go back to a normal life, I belong to my Master.

Taking me to the loungeroom Master instructs me to edge for my lunch. A simple task but as he turns to leave he gives me the number. 30 edges.. My pussy pulses again and the flood gates reopen, I still havnt had that orgasm my body just remembered it was desperate for. oh god could I really do 30 in a row without stopping or spilling over? My Master seems to think so. Already days into my denial and with drugs wracking my brain I begin my edges. It only took a hour but I finally got them all. Another dose of drugged lunch and Im back to normal, if horny out of my mind is normal. The rest of my day is fairly standard compared to my morning training, part of me wants to do it again but not any time soon.

Pleasuring my Masters cock I polish his shoes after that in my favourite maid outfit, remembering to always bend at the waist, never the knees, my Master loves a good show. My daily chores complete Im taken to the shower and cleaned by my Master, taking great care not to rub over my pussy too hard. A lovely steak for dinner with some wine, I could hardly taste the drug in that wine, but my pussy sure felt it. My Master, eager to set me to bed attaches a chastity belt tightly to my pussy. I dont see the point as I would never touch without permission.. right?

[awxward]

A3! Boys + My Stuffed Animals

Spring Troupe:

Sakuya

Gabriel

Gabriel is a small elephant with big ears that constantly make him fall over. He has a pink bowtie that says 'I Love You'

Makes Saku feel safe and Gabriel is a reminder to himself that he's loved and appreciated by everyone at Mankai.

Named after a friend from theatre class :)

Masumi

George Washington

George Washington is a tiger. He is small, but his arms are like those slap bracelets so you can wear him on your wrist (or let him hang on the side of shelf like I do).

So I got Georgy-Boy for easter 2020. i asked my friends for name ideas. They sent me stuff like 'Stripes'. I went offline for a few minutes and when I came back online I told my friends his name was George Washington.

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Me: tiger has a name now

Friend: which name did you choose?

Me: his name is George Washington.

Friend: what the fuck. how'd you get George Washington?

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Pretty sure he got the name bc I was listening to the Hamilton soundtrack.

Citron

Daniel

Daniel is mostly pink but has other pastel colors that look like watercolors. He's a unicorn. And a ketchain. And he's one of those dream lites, so he lights up. (He's supposed too anyway, but he's never lit up since i got him like 7 years ago at a yard sale).

Named after Daniel Howell (formerly danisnotonfire) [YouTube]

Tsuzuru

Lucifer

Lucifer is a small panda pillow pet. Very easy to travel with bc he fits in most backpacks.

My mom told me she wanted me to have a stuffed animal with a biblical name, i picked him up, looked her in the eye and said "His name is Lucifer." My mom tried to protest. "You said a biblical name, Mom. Lucifer is in the bible."

Itaru

Pao(???)

Pao is a panda. They are also a phone holder thingy. Like it'll hold your phone if you're watching movies or whatever.

Like 5-ish years old. Got them from a friend. They have a tag with their name on it, but I read it once and then just called them "the panda" for some reason instead of their actual name and now the tag is too faded to read the name, but i am 38% sure it says Pao or something close to that.

Chikage

Tsuki

Tsuki is a dinosaur. Tsuki is a sparkly dino. He's green rn, but if you brush your hand over him, the sparkles turn over and he becomes orange. I like green tho bc his tummy and the bottom of his feet are orange and so are his eyes.

Named after Tsukishima Kei (Haikyuu)

Summer Troupe:

Tenma

Hinata

Hinata is a narwhal. A bright orange narwhal. Infact he is the same color as Tenma's hair.

Named after Hinata Shoyo (Haikyuu) [bc its the same color as his hair. there is a theme with this narwhal and the anime boys i associate with them]

Yuki

Steve

Steve is a regular teddy bear, except he has a shirt that has pikachu on it. (the shirt was originally Tsuki's bc i got tsuki at a friends build a bear bday party, but it fits Steve better)

I just think Yuki would try new designs/color schemes/styles by making clothes for Steve to see how they look.

I got Steve from a claw machine (my bf at time won him for me just before we watched Endgame together.)

Named after Steve Rogers (Marvel)

Muku

Eeyore

Muku most definitely loves the Winnie the Pooh movies and I will fite for this hc. He gets my Eeyore. You know how Eeyore's tail is always going missing or falling off??? Eeyore's tail comes off (velcro) but its attached to his actual body with a string so it cant be misplaced.

Eeyore has a patch that says "official disney store" but i got him for $3 at a thrift store.

Misumi

Sherlock

Sherlock is a polar bear. Sherlock is very huggable. He makes Misumi feel safe. He has a hat and scarf (that don't come off. they are sewn on him)

the hat has a pom pom on top and the scarf has a pom pom on each end. the hat and scarf and the bottom of his feet have a blue/white plaid pattern.

Kazunari

Victor

Victor is a puppy and the first big stuffed animal of mine on the list! He's all tan and abt maybe 3-4 ft long. Victor lays pretty flat so he's comfy to lay/sit on. I think Kazu would like sitting or laying on him when drawing. Probably has him on his bed so he's like a giant pillow.

Victor is from Toys R Us. I got him last August-ish from my Aunt and Uncle who found him at a thrift store and thought I'd like him.

Named after Victor Nikiforov (Yuri On Ice)

Kumon

PJ

PJ is a small white tiger. He is also a ball. He can fit in one hand. When Kumon is thinking or stressed or bored (etc) he just lays on his back and tosses PJ up into the air.

When Kumon is laying on the floor tossing PJ, Misumi sits on the bed closest to where PJ is and tries to grab him (but only if Kumon is in a good mood and okay with it) It's a fun little game they made up they like to play.

Pretty sure he was named after KickthePJ (YouTube)

liber pls give us a pic with all of autumn i am begging

Autumn Troupe:

Banri

Sammy

Sammy is another one of my large stuffed animals. He is also a puppy, but unlike Victor he is sitting instead of laying. He's abt 2-3 ft tall. His fur is the same color as Banri's hair. Great to squeeze at anytime, but very therapeutic when you're in a bad mood. Has a heart on his ear.

i got him abt 7 years ago. I had just finished spn season 2 and was upset abt the finale and had no way to start season 3.

Named after Sam Winchester

Juza

Tiggs

Tiggs is a beanie baby tiger. Tiggs is a little larger than PJ (and not a ball). He's a regular orange tiger instead of a white tiger like PJ. He'd buy Kumon PJ so they could have matching stuffed animals. Small and very comforting to just hold/hug.

Omi

Benedict (Ben)

Benedict, also known as Ben, is a small koala. Just a little bigger than Tiggs. He has a heart on one of his feet (i think the right one). very soft. very fluffy.

Named after Benedict Cumberbatch (Actor)

Taichi

Dean

Dean is my largest stuffed animal. He is a dark brown teddy bear that's abt 4-ish ft tall. He can be put in a corner and used as like a bean bag chair, or he can lay down flat and be a good pillow like Victor can.

It's very fun to just wrap around him and squeeze as tight as you can. Especially in when your in a bad mood. Very comforting to cry into.

I got him a couple years ago at a thrift store.

Named after Dean Winchester (Supernatural)

Sakyo

Lev

Lev is a lion abt the size of a regular teddy bear (maybe slightly larger). I got him a thrift store so he's slightly worn out from age. He's mostly a pastel dark yellow-ish tan and his mane is dark brown. very huggable.

He's the stuffed animal I sleep with. Smells nice all the time, like the fabric softener.

Named after Lev Haiba (Haikyuu)

Sakoda

Emotional Support Iron Man

So Iron Man is small and he sparkles. He will hurt you/someone if thrown hard enough. Sakoda likes heroes bc they remind him of Sakyo they look cool. I'd hc that he got Iron Man from Sakyo when he was younger and its one of his most valued possessions and goes everywhere with him (or stays with Azamo or Sakyo at the dorm. Maybe Izumi or a couple others are on the list of who can watch over Iron Man.) Very protective of it.

Got the emotional support part of his name from a friend.

She saw Eddie Redmayne on a movie cover (think it was The Danish Girl) and started freaking out bc she loved him. I handed her the Iron Man and the next day she thanked me and said he was an Emotional Support Iron Man and the name stayed.

Azami

[Emotional Support] Spooder-Mon

Sakoda knew Azami as a kid. He most definitely got him the Spider-Man so they could have matching plushies.

Spider-Man is square and has little blob hands doing the web thingy. The tag said travel pillow, but he probably just chills by Azami's bed. When needed, Iron Man will be placed next to him if Sakoda can't take Iron Man with him.

I brought him to school one day and we had a bio test and all the people sitting around me passed him around and gave him a pat for good luck. We all got good grades and then he was dubbed as Emotional Support Spooder-Mon, but the Emotional Support title isnt part of his name (unlike the Iron Man).

i wanted guy in the pic, but i also wanted tsumu and hiso in the pic so you get 2 pics for winter

Winter Troupe:

Tsumugi

Phil

Phil is a zebra. He is a pillow pet zebra. Like Lucifer, Phil is also easy travel size. The bottom half of Phil is pink, so I refer to him as my pink zebra.

I just think it'd be cute to have Tsumugi with a pillow pet ok. I also thought he'd probably have has Phil for many years (since he was a kid) and Tasuku most definitely brings up things from when they were kids and shit.

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Tasuku: you chose the pink zebra, and for what???

Tsumugi: its a very aesthetically pleasing pastel pink.

Tasuku: THERE WAS A DOG PILLOW PET RIGHT THERE AND IT WAS CUTER

Tsumugi: dont talk bad abt Phil.

the rest of mankai: ????????

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I got phil before I got Lucifer many years ago. He was old when i got him and he is very old now. I love him so much.

Named after Phil Lester (AmazingPhil) [YouTube]

Tasuku

Cap

Cap is a husky. He was won from a claw machine with Steve.

There's just something abt the grey and white that gave me Tasuku vibes. Also, Cap's eyes are abt the same shade of blue as Tsumugi's and Tasuku knows this bc they are in love. Very squishy when hugged and with the way he sits, you could make it look like he's guarding something.

Named after Captain America (Marvel)

Homare

Ushijima (Ushi)

Ushijima, also called Ushi, is the last of my giant stuffed animals. He is abt 2-3 ft tall (like Sammy) and has a tail abt the same length.

Ushi is a raccoon thats mostly hot pink. Ushi's eyes are also pink and just abt the same shade as Homare's hair, although Ushi's fur is brighter by a few shades.

Ushi hurts when thrown/swung hard enough. Very fun to hug bc he's filled with beans (like beanie babies) so unlike all my other giant animals, he doesn't have to be fixed/adjusted after everytime you squeeze him. The tail has cotton tho and makes a good pillow.

Homare would definitely just see a 3 ft tall hot pink raccoon and claim it with no explanation.

Named after Ushijima Wakatoshi (Haikyuu)

Hisoka

Vladmir Dracula the 3rd (Vlad, Drac)

Vladmir Dracula the 3rd, who has many other names but usually goes by Vlad or Drac, is a vampire (surprise).

Vlad is a squishmallow thingy, and their tags say something abt them being able to be used as pillows, and thats why Hisoka gets Vlad.

Vlad is triangular in shape, with triangle ears, and triangle fangs, so I thought abt Misumi, but i figured Hisoka bc it's a pillow.

He's like the perfect travel size and he has a cape and a bowtie.

Named after Vlad the Impaler, the real life inspiration behind Dracula (my brother thought he was named after Vladmir Putin and I wanted to punch him for that but I was too busy laughing.)

Also named after Dracula, who was a vampire.

Idk where 'the 3rd' came from, but it's part of his name for forever.

Azuma

Sebastian

Sebastian is a dinosaur thats blue with a white tummy.

He's also a squishmallow, but he's bigger than Vlad by abt 2× as wide, so he'd be harder to carry around, which is why Hisoka got Vlad instead. Being a squishmallow means he looks more blob than dinosaur and i love it.

His tag said his name was Dominic or something, but I named him Sebastian before I actually checked the tag, so he's Sebastian.

Named after Sebastian (Black Butler) and Sebastian Stan (Actor)

Guy

Moriarty

Moriarty is my other polar bear. I got him with Sherlock and named him Moriarty bc Moriarty is Sherlock's nemesis.

He's just a plain white bear thats very huggable and adorable. I usually have a bowtie on him bc it makes him look fancy.

Guy would like him bc he's plain white and very fluffy.

[secretsniper2]

Part 2: Wet..

I wake, rolling over my alarm says 08:00, my day starts now. Blinking and drinking in my surroundings im surprised that im not bound anymore, Master probably released me from my situation before he too went to sleep, makes sense since I still have my morning routine to do. Spreading my thighs my hand creeps under the sheets and massages my clit, moisture instantly wetting my fingers as i rub up and down, fingers dancing expertly over my throbbing clit, being denied for so long my reaction is second nature now as my back arches up off my bed as my hand continues its assault on my senses. 1 edge moments later my mind abuzz with desire. Another edge, 3 to go and my morning can really begin. On and on my fingers go, dancing circles around my needy clit. Stopping just shy of another orgasm, 3 edges down. Pushing a finger and then another into my wet pussy I rub the walls and pull out seconds later. 4 edges down, returning my fingers to my box as my other hand clutches my breast, back still arched high, I slams down to the bed and thrusts my hands to my pillow. 5 edges done.

Climbing out of bed I go and brush my hair and then my teeth. A outfit is already laid out by my Master. A latex sleeveless shirt and matching pants, black high heels and a corset. My day will clearly be a tough one for me. Looking around I cannot find anything even resembling underwear. Knowing my punishment would be beyond measure if I were to dress my pussy myself I don my latex outfit for the day. Shirt, then the pants, sliding easily up my smooth legs as my juices made for handy lubricant. Pressing the latex on my pussy I pause. A simple deep breath removes my hand from what I know is forbidden to me now my morning edges are complete. Sitting on the bedside I clip my heels on so it doesn't fall off and put on my corset, only being able to loosely cinch it without help.

With great care, I walk out my bedroom door, slow paces in my high heels, my pussy rubbing against the latex with every step sending chills down my spine making my mind drift to my little buzzer throbbing away relentlessly. down the stairs, Master was waiting for me. Standing before him I assume my position on my knees, legs open palms up, head down.

“Good morning Master” I say keeping my head low.

“Morning my dear, sleep well i hope, i have a few fun things for you to enjoy today” my Master sounds eager.. its a little unsettling.

Standing up at his command I follow him to the dining room. Breakfast is already served. Im stunned, something is going on and Im concerned by what this means, my Master has almost never made breakfast for me. Heading to my seat I spot it. A large dildo, right where my pulsing pussy would lay, with my Masters guiding hand I ease down onto the large toy. The latex over my pussy parting at the intrusion! how could I not notice that gap when I put it on?? sliding down the thick cock my pussy serving to lubricate it all the way to the base. With a wet shlop Im completely full and I havnt even touched my bacon and eggs! perhaps a drink to calm my nerves, as I take a large gulp I feel warm.. a little too warm. Looking to my Master, he confirms my suspicions by raising his own glass. My pussy now spasming around the dildo as the aphrodisiac runs its course as I lean forward and stifle a moan.

My Master laughs at my situation. “Eat up my dear, your going to need your strength.” he says sending a flurry of chills down my spine leading right to my throbbing womanhood! gasping for air I raise a shaking hand to my fork and eat my food, likely spiked as well.. yes, its spiked. With each piece I swallow I feel the heat burn hotter, like a raging inferno my body craving the 1 thing my mind knows it must never have without consent! finishing my drugged meal my Master takes me by the hand and raises me up. Stopping several times to prevent a unauthorised orgasm. Leading me to the play room I see a device I have never seen before but it scares the hell out of me.

Standing, or lying in the middle of the room is a series of Stock restraints circling a large padded seat, leading me over to it, my Master lays me down flat. locking my wrists in their own personal Stock holders, followed by my ankles. Breathing faster at this development and my need constantly rising im hoisted in the air by the cushion im laying on, my restraints following suit. Standing beside me my Master reveals more holes in my latex, a hole per nipple with which he inserts a suction cup with a wire and covering it with the latex again, leaving just the wire exposed. moving down to my clit he reveals a suction cup, its thin and long and now, attached to my maddening, throbbing buzzer, he begins pumping. My eyes fly open in a combination of fear and arousal as my clit starts to get sucked into the tube, further and further its pulled from its hood till I feel it. Something hard is touching my clit, looking down Im greeted with a wire, pressing the tip of my isolated clit with the means to make me thrash around were I not restrained already. My drug ridden mind flooding with thoughts of my soon to be, hellish day that started too calmly as my Master slides a thick metal cock into my ass. I cant see it but I can bet theres a wire attached to it as well.

Moving to my head Master puts a dildo gag in my mouth and a latex hood over my head, my long red hair pulled through the back and the hood sealed tight. I cant see, I can barely hear and I can only weakly moan around this toy in my mouth, and as my thoughts go to the toy in my mouth, it expands, and again, and again! My mouth now completely full with cock my pleas and moans now a dull grunt, barely audible to those outside my hood. My pussy feels cold air, Master has moved the latex away from my drooling slit, heat radiating off my hungry hole, I breathe deep as Master presses his tongue against my slick folds. If I could scream, I would have. instead my legs tremble uncontrollably and my arms spasm, locked in my restraints thats all I really can do. Master licks again and again drawing more fluid from me. My breathing now very audible as air rushes in and out through my nose, Then I feel it. its coming, shit IM CUMMING! and then.. pure agony. My nipples cop it first, but only by microseconds, as they light up with electricity, followed by my ass and worst of all, my throbbing clit. My eyes shoot up into my skull as Im torn down from the plateau I was cresting mere moments ago! My pussy spasms in need as my Masters tongue only redoubles its assault knowing he has me, right where he wants me.

A full hour passes, and Masters Tongue leaves my pussy as another orgasm is slammed away by the electricity as this setup is designed to deny, not reward so I scream into my inflated cock gag. A few moments pass by idle as Im left to stew in my burning need, electricity occasionally zapping my nipples to make sure im denied release from my drug fuelled arousal. I hear Master say something outside my latex hood, I cant make out the words but he seems to know that I was only moments from cumming just now and thats led his to this pause to let me calm down, if that were possible with the drugs coursing through my veins and the intoxicating latex still coating my body and head Im swimming in a sea of arousal and Im not allowed to cum even a little even in my intense exhaustion im allowed only this peace of not being dragged kicking and screaming to more denial! A familiar sensation returns as Masters tongue reaffixes itself to my Labia and once again im lit of with electricity as another orgasm is beaten back, Round 2 begins.

2 Whole hours of torturous orgasm denial at Masters hands and tongue pass as im finally lowered to the ground, it only took a minute to unlock my limbs from the hellish devices that held me down, and another minute to free my ass, nipples and clit from their own hellish devices. A flick to the clit confirms Im still conscious. My Master picks me up and carries me to the nearby lounge, there he removes my hood and gag, and rests my head on his lap and runs his fingers through my sweat soaked hair. Stripping me of my latex suit, leaving only my heels on he continues my massage, as I regain my senses slowly.

“Master.. Thank you for training this slave to serve” I say weakly, as he cups my cheek with his tender hand, I roll over and fish out his throbbing cock and begin sucking, after all that pain and denial i need something I love, i need Masters cum in my mouth to savour the taste then swallow like the Good Slave I am. Eventually im rewarded with a mouthful as i drink every drop im given and swallow, it really is delicious to me now, I cant go back to a normal life, I belong to my Master.

Taking me to the loungeroom Master instructs me to edge for my lunch. A simple task but as he turns to leave he gives me the number. 30 edges.. My pussy pulses again and the flood gates reopen, I still havnt had that orgasm my body just remembered it was desperate for. oh god could I really do 30 in a row without stopping or spilling over? My Master seems to think so. Already days into my denial and with drugs wracking my brain I begin my edges. It only took a hour but I finally got them all. Another dose of drugged lunch and Im back to normal, if horny out of my mind is normal. The rest of my day is fairly standard compared to my morning training, part of me wants to do it again but not any time soon.

Pleasuring my Masters cock I polish his shoes after that in my favourite maid outfit, remembering to always bend at the waist, never the knees, my Master loves a good show. My daily chores complete Im taken to the shower and cleaned by my Master, taking great care not to rub over my pussy too hard. A lovely steak for dinner with some wine, I could hardly taste the drug in that wine, but my pussy sure felt it. My Master, eager to set me to bed attaches a chastity belt tightly to my pussy. I dont see the point as I would never touch without permission.. right?

[mynameismeowmeow]

Ranking of instruments according to cuddliness

Sousaphone. It literally cuddles you. You are wrapped in it's metallic embrace. 23/10

Guitaron: literally means fat guitar in spanish and it is so cuddly and huggable always. 11/10

Guitar: depends which kind and how pointy the corners are, but it's nice to lay the sound board on top of you. I have fallen asleep like that before 8/10

Ukulele: as long as it's not too small they are nice bed companions 7/10

Baritone: perfect size for cuddling, a nice hug, thicc boi 9/10 cuz it's slightly too large and kinda cold

Upright bass: so cuddly. Too cuddly. It cannot be trusted. It will squash you flat 10/10

Trumpet: I have fallen asleep with one in my arms several times, is it uncomfortable? When careful and in fetal position yes. Is it convenient? Yes. Is it satisfying? Absolutely. 11/10 cuz the case doubles as a pillow and a chair and a writing desk

Clarinet: the case yes, the instrument eh, too skinny and delicate 3/10

Tuba: the cases are so comfy to sleep on, the bell is your pillow 10/10

Saxophone: too many buttons too delicate. The case is slightly too large for my cuddling tastes 5/10

Trombone: perfect spooning size when in the case, otherwise it's too skinny 5/10

Violin: be careful.While in the case it's better, similar to trumpet or sax case, but outside it's just too angular. It does demand neck nuzzles tho, so 3/10

Flute: BE CAREFUL THOSE BUTTONS ARE DELICATE but the case is the length of a teddy bear so you can use it as one 6/10

Cello: I know it looks like it is since they have to cuddle it between their legs to play it but b it's not confy. Pointy bottom. Skinny neck and knobby knobs. 5/10

Piano: good for napping on top of if you're small or v stupid but dont cuddle it unless you're a small child that can wrap your arms and legs around the legs 4/10

Anvil: too heavy, You can sit on it tho, 2/10

Drums: dont try, demon -20/10

Saw: why would you want to, dude? Thats just a bad idea, but in theory you could -500/10

This Ass: 69/10

[copias-thrall]

hiii, I know people dont usually hc copia as a dom but I saw your papa 3 ask and was wondering how he would be with a shy sub? (F)

Hello nonny! 

I actually think Copia would be a perfectly adequate Dom. Just because Copia likes to sub doesn’t mean he can’t Dom you. He’s at his core a shy, awkward rat man—but he didn’t make Cardinal without being able to give orders and put people in their place. 

*D/s; impact play*

He’ll happily bring it to your domestic life, telling you when and what to eat (you need more greens in your diet—have some spinach, dear), making sure you’re not late to services, and that you do your chores (this is an Abbey, not a hotel—it’s your responsibility to do laundry). And if you don’t follow his rules, he’s more than comfortable meting out a punishment. Unlike Papa III—who’s in it for the sexy punishments—or Papa II—who enjoys watching you suffer (how else will you learn, darling?)—Copia’s consequences are all perfunctory. To him sexy spankings aren’t a punishment, and he doesn’t enjoy hurting you to enforce a lesson. He’s more like a headmaster keeping you in line—he wants you to do your best, but he’ll bring out the paddle if he has to.

And he can bring it in the bedroom. It’s just a performance, right? He does those all the time on tour. You want the sexually aggressive front man? He can give you that. 

Being shy himself, he knows that you need clear directions to follow, no surprises. He’ll email you some suggestions beforehand, then a script of what you picked, so you know what’s coming.

When you arrive at his quarters, you’re already expecting that you’ll have to strip, so you’re fully prepared for that. He opens the door, and you see that he’s in his tight red suit, a couple of top buttons undone.

“Come in, pet,” he says, gesturing you inside. You enter, and he closes the door behind you. “We go to the boudoir now, yes?” He ushers you into his bedroom where there is a nightie set laid out on the bed.

“Change into those, per favore. When I come back in 5min I expect you here,” he points to a cushion on the floor, “in position.”

When he leaves, you scramble to change out of your habit and into the lingerie. There’s a filmy, red baby doll top—it covers you from your breasts to just below your hip, yet leaves nothing to the imagination—and matching opaque, crotchless panties. After changing, you fold your clothes—leaving them on a chair in the corner—before kneeling, hands behind your back.

Copia comes back into the room in what feels like at least 15min later, but you’ve kept your position on the cushion. He’s lost his suit jacket, and has his sleeves rolled up—showing off deceptively muscled forearms under his thickness. Your bottom knows from personal experience how powerful they can be.

“What a good girl you are. So patient,” he coos as he runs a hand through your hair. He grabs one of his chairs and swings it around in front of you; he makes himself comfortable on it.

“Now, have you been a good girl this week? Followed all my rules? Or do you want to confess anything to your Cardinal?”

You gulp, eyes cast down. “I was late to service twice, and on Tuesday I ate a wedge of brie for dinner.”

He tsks. “Well, I had hoped you’d warm my cock—”

You moan—you love warming his cock … the easy, mindless task that allows you to shut your brain off and float pleasantly in your subspace.

“—but I guess we start with your punishment, no?” He pats his knees “Up. Up up up!”

You get up as fast as you can on stiff legs, and position yourself over his lap. He runs his leather-clad hand over your bottom.

“Lovely,” he says. “Let’s warm you up, hmm? And then the cane—if you’re still ok with that.”

“Yes, Cardinal,” you say.

“Mmm,” he rumbles, pleased. “I think I will enjoy this.”

He pulls your panties down, giving the curves of your ass another caress before he lands a firm smack right in the middle. You gasp.

“Hmm—I think 20 on each cheek will do. Now, I expect to be obeyed, so do not raise a leg or an arm, or I will add more. Sì?”

“Yes, Cardinal.”

“Okie dokie. Here we go.”

His gloved hand comes down firm on your one ass cheek, and then just as crisply on the other. His pace isn’t quick, but it’s steady and constant enough that he’s about 4 in before you draw in breath to gasp at the sensation. At 10 it’s just beginning to sting, at 15 you start to squirm, but by 20 there’s a throb going between your legs.

“Very good, dear,” he says, drawing your panties back up. “Now, go bend over the bed, palms flat down.”

On wobbly legs you straighten up and follow his directions—even though you’re a little self-conscious about having your ass sticking up in the air. Copia runs a gentle hand down your back.

“You are beautiful like this, pet. Sweet and submissive for me.”

You relax a little. If your Dom is telling you that you’re beautiful like this, then you are. You stay like that until Copia appears in your line of sight. He holds out his walking cane for your consideration. You feel a thrill of anticipation.

“Yes, pet?”

“Yes, Cardinal.”

He shuffles behind you, a grounding hand on the small of your back.

“You know the number for each infraction. So that is 5 total, yes? Agreed?”

“Yes, Cardinal. Five.”

His hand slides down to your rump to remove your panties again.

“Okie dokie. Please count each one and thank me.”

He rests his cane across your ass before you feel it move away, then there’s a swish and a crack before the sting explodes across your cheeks.

“One!” you gasp. “Thank you, Cardinal”

You’ve barely got the words out of your mouth before the second strike lands, a little lower.

“Two!” you squeak. “Thank you, Cardinal.”

The third hits you on the crease of your legs, and you grunt, leaning forward. After a moment, Copia taps you on the backs of your thighs.

“That’s one more for moving and neglecting to count.”

“Yes, Cardinal,” you say, and you move back into position.

Copia’s hits are sure, but moderate. You pant through the fourth strike, whine through the fifth, and gasp out the sixth.

“Thank you, Cardinal!”

His leather caresses your bottom, and you don’t know whether to press into it or to shy away. You wish he’d address the pounding between your legs. The hand runs up your back, over your neck, and under your jaw to lift your face up.

“Very good, amore. You did very well. I am very proud of you.” 

He raises his cane to your face. You kiss the decorative topper.

“Thank you, your Eminence.”

“You’re welcome, my pet. Now, up on your stomach.” He pats his bed before moving away.

You slowly slither prone onto his bed and pillow your head in your arms. A sudden cold lays across your ass, and you hiss at the sensation.

“Relax,” coos Copia as he slides off the panties. He reappears in your vision. “We will let that sit for the moment, yes? Now, please.” He offers up a bottle of water and two tablets of ibuprofen, which you greedily take up. “Slowly,” he chastises as you gulp down the liquid.

Once you’re done, he sets the glass aside and crawls onto the bed, resting his back against the backboard. He arranges your head onto his meaty thigh, and you notice his bulge. Following your gaze, he chuckles.

“I guess cockwarming is out, eh?”

You nuzzle his thigh and work an arm around to pet at his hardon through his pants. He tips his head back and closes his eyes..

“Mmm … that is nice, pet. Thank you. Such a good girl.”

You flush at the praise.

His hand comes around to massage your scalp as you slowly massage him. You squeeze your thighs a little to get some stimulation on your clit, the slight pull at your sore bottom adding to the arousal. Forgetting yourself, you start rocking slightly into the bed. Copia cracks an eye open.

“Ah ah ah, pet,” he says wagging a finger at you. “You know I control your pleasure tonight. Or is my naughty girl asking for more punishment?”

You still immediately still. “No, Cardinal. Sorry, Cardinal.”

“Hmm. I won’t punish you further, but I think waiting will be punishment enough, no?”

You bury your face in his leg, your clit giving a frustrated pulse. “Yef, Kerdinal,” you mumble into his thigh.

“What was that, pet?”

“Yes, Cardinal,” you say as you turn your head.

“Very good. I should like you to pleasure me orally, I think. But first things first.”

He grabs up the arnica from his night table and pats his thighs. You shift to crawl over his lap, the now warm ice pack slipping off your ass onto the bed. He yanks his glove off with his teeth and runs that hand over your cheeks. You twitch at the contact before he dips a finger between your folds. You moan.

“Hmm. Must not have been much of a punishment, eh? You are very wet, mia cara.”

He plays a little at stroking your clit and rubbing up and down your slit before yanking off his other glove in the same manner. Fumbling a little one-handed, he squeezes some cream from the tube into his palm. When his hand makes contact with your sore bottom, you hiss and press into his finger.

“Easy now, pet,” he soothes. He proceeds to spread the cream evenly over your cheeks with one hand, while the other plays with you. You melt into both sensations until they are suddenly removed. When you whine, Copia just taps you on the back.

“None of that now. You knew the rules. Now, hands and knees over me, please.”

You obey quickly, scrambling to reposition yourself. Copia licks you off his fingers—rumbling in pleasure—before he unzips his pants and takes out his fat cock and his balls, which he cups. He settles himself back into his pillows against his headboard.

“Please,” he says, gesturing at his cock.

Eagerly, you dip down and suckle the tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the head. Copia moans and begins to roll his balls in his hand.

“Yes, amore. Yes, just like that.”

You take him deeper—as deep as you can in your position—making sure to press the flat of your tongue into the vein on his shaft.

“Ah! Yes, right there.”

You work him like that—teasing his cockhead and hollowing your cheeks out on his shaft—until he’s giving little abortive thrusts, and your limbs are trembling. He cups your jaw so you have to look at him.

“I will fuck your face now, yes?,” he growls lowly. “Say I can. Please, can I?”

Usually you shy away from this act—self-conscious at the ugly noises you make—but it had been an option in his script, and he’d assured you that nothing could sound lovelier to him than you taking his cock. But you say so, and we stop he’d promised you.

You give a tentative nod, and he closes his eyes chanting, Thank you thank you. He gets a grip in your hair and starts with a slow guide of your head down shallowly onto his cock. He does this a few times—trembling with the effort of not thrusting up into your mouth—then begins to push you a little deeper, a little faster. You give yourself over to his control, making sure to hold your limbs steady.

“So good, so good,” he moans as he begins to incrementally increase his speed.

Soon his gentleness is replaced with a frenetic desperation, and he holds your head in place as he begins to thrust up into your mouth, his hard cock hitting the back of your throat over and over.

You know you’re making Those Noises, but Copia moans out, “So gorgeous, so lovely. So good for me, my beautiful one.”

A sudden hardening of his already stiff cock is the only warning you get before he shoves your head down as he thrusts up. Any sound of surprise you would have made is cut off by his cockhead down your throat. 

“Ah, ah, ah,” he breaths out in time to each spurt of cum as his cock throbs against your tongue. And then suddenly the hand at the back of your head is gone, and you pull off his dick, coughing and sputtering. Copia grabs at you, pulling you up his body to kiss you soundly, his lips insistent and his tongue unrelenting.

“So good, so sweet,” he coos when he comes up for air, resting his forehead against yours.

“Did I please you, Cardinal?”

“Yes, mia dolce.”

He puts a finger under your chin. “I am going to devour you now.” You shudder. “Do you wish to stay as is, or can you lay back?”

“I can lie down,” you say.

“Good. Scoot to the end of the bed, pet.”

You go to lie down on your back—carefully arranging your nightie to best affect—as Copia stands up to hastily shuck his pants. He gets one leg off, only to hop and teeter on the other, bumping into his nightstand and knocking some of his belongings off.

“Ai, cazzo di merda!”

You bite your lip hard to refrain from laughing.

He finally removes the other leg, then shakes them out and tosses them onto a chair with a flourish.

“Ta da!”

You do giggle at that, and he turns to grin at you.

“I enjoy hearing you laugh, pet. Such a lovely sound.”

He kneels down at the edge of his bed and arranges you more to his liking. There’s still a subtle pulse of pain on your ass, but it’s manageable. Copia leans in between your legs and takes a deep breath, eyes closed.

“Ah, such a delicacy.” His eyes snap open, mismatched and seeing into your core. “I can’t wait to lick all of it up.”

He dives in, messy and artless at first—the flat of his tongue lapping you in great sweeps, warm and rough over your folds. You moan—anything on your sensitive area feeling wonderful—and grip the sheets. Then he wiggles his tongue into your slit and begins to flick in a steady motion over your clit. You cry out, tossing your head back and forth at the sweet feelings his motions elicit.

The pad of a finger rests on your hole, and when you don’t protest, Copia slips it slowly into you. Your eyes roll at the feeling, and you press down; when you do, the sting from your ass jolts through you—but it just makes your pussy spasm in pleasure. Copia hums into you, and takes your clit in his lips to suck as he tongues at you in a press press press of glorious pressure.

You’re moaning and gasping as Copia circles his tongue around your clit, then flicks it with the tip. At some point a second finger entered you, and he’s slowly thrusting both in and out—a sweet pass that’s aided by how slick you are. You feel your orgasm right there, and you back arches with the tension.

“Uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn,” you moan out, and Copia speeds up the flick of his tongue and curls his fingers to press into your sweet spot. You tense further, the pressure of your bowed back sends a throb through your sore bottom, and suddenly you’re cumming, screaming out as your pussy pops and your clit pulsates. You feel yourself clench hard around Copia’s fingers, and he lets out a tiny moan.

He licks you through the aftershocks even after you relax back into the bed. After he removes his fingers, he gives them a long, hard suck. His eyes meet your hooded ones.

“So sweet, mia cara.”

You just reach your hand down, and he grabs it, stroking the web of your thumb. Then he gets up, his knees cracking.

“Rest for a bit, pet. I’ll run us bath.”

You roll over and rest your head in your arms, dozing lightly until you feel him lean over to whisper in your ear.

“Come now, amore. I used those Epsom salts you like.”

[tylercamebackyes]

i adore you, Cy.

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surprise!! @imonlyhereforgay this is your gift!! i was stressing over it because everyone has so many parts and amazing stuff but i worked really hard on mine so im not changing it anymore. happy pride! also i used When too many times but i dont think TJ would care if he wrote a letter to Cyrus.

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TJ writes a confession to Cyrus.

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Dear Cyrus,

These are 10 of the times I got lost in your eyes.

When we went out for milkshakes after my first game of the season. You were telling a story about how your cousin drank his milkshake in 4 minutes flat, only to realize he was lactose intolerant. He never went out to eat with you again because you laughed at him for weeks. You laughed so hard telling the story that you started crying, but your eyes were lit up with joy.

When you came out to me in your basement. I made a joke about how girls would love a ping pong champion. You said you hoped the guys did too. The guys most certainly do. I was stunned into silence because I realized you wouldn't find it so weird that I thought your eyes were pretty.

That time we went on the Ferris wheel at Adrenaline City. You wouldn't look away from the spinning wheel, but I made you have a staring contest with me. You looked like you were about to cry until Marty spun the wheel and you screeched with your head in your hands.

When I had dinner at your house for your dad's birthday. I was helping serve cake when you said I had gotten frosting on my nose. You wiped it off with a napkin because I "wasn't getting the blue off." The blue didn't even come off after.

When I was getting you do do the high jump into the foam pit at Bouncy Castle Land. Andi and Buffy had always let you sit out, but I made you count to 10 with me before you let me push you off the platform.

When my cat had kittens and you were holding one, but it sneezed and you look at me smiling like a goof. I thought I could look at you smiling like a goof forever.

That time we were studying for my math test and you laughed at the drawing of my cat. When you laugh you get a sparkle in your eye. I got  B+ on that math test and you took me to the Spoon to celebrate.

When we were playing the second championship game and I looked over at you during the last timeout. Your smile made me want to win the game to make you proud even though you would be proud either way.

When Andi was thinking about going to New York for an art school, so you went to the swings to think about it. I told you that you were allowed to be upset about it because she was your best friend and you would miss her more if you were here instead of with her. Andi decided not to go.

When you got a brain freeze from eating a snow cone too fast at the fair.

9 times I almost held your hand.  Mostly times I missed my chance to.

When we went on that roller coaster and you said you couldn't feel your hands. I thought about it for a long time, but then we were upside down and I missed my chance.

When I watched your dance final and you were shaking when you finished, because when I'm shaking people holding my hands make me feel better but you were being hugged by Buffy before I got the nerve to.

When you came out to Amber at the Spoon, because she said she was frosting everything rainbow for pride month and you said you would definitely but a piece of cake for that, and she asked if you were LGBT+ and you paused and said you were gay. I didn't want to reach over the table so I didn't hold your hand.

When we were both laying on the couch but we couldn't reach the remote, so we both reached out to get it. I ended up falling off the couch.

When my cat scratched you and I helped you clean your hand, and I did technically hold your hand but I almost really held your hand.

When Andi was up for an art award and they were announcing winners. I started clapping to snap you out of peeling your fingernails. She didn't win, but she got 2nd place.

When we were having a sleepover and you turned over on the air mattress just to say "TJ, I LOVE dinosaurs." You started showing me shadow puppet dinosaurs, but you were too tired to do it right.

At Andi's slumber party, you were doing everyone's nails with Amber, and you painted mine yellow. "You're like my lemon boy, Teej. Or a sour-patch kid. Because you're sweet now," you said.

When Andi was upset about her parents not getting married and Buffy was hanging out with Marty again, you told me that you were afraid it was straining your relationship with them. I told you that if you could survive Celia becoming Ce-Ce and Buffy moving you could survive some change.

8 times I almost kissed you.

When we were at the pool and you did the big water slide, and you were so excited that you choked on the water. You laughed so hard that you had to get out of the pool.

When we met Amber's dog for the first time, and you thought he was the cutest thing in the world.

When we got churros at the fair. You got cinnamon on your nose and I still have no idea how.

When we had that pillow fight and you somehow got a hold of every pillow and it was like you had 3 pairs of nun-chucks.

When we were at the drive-in and you were holding all of the candy because Jonah had a broken arm. He said you wouldn't let him hold anything, but you said his arm was hurting. It was probably both.

That time at the lake when I jumped in, and you didn't want to jump in after me so you tried just walking into the lake but you slipped on the mud.

When we were swimming for Buffy's birthday party, Marty and Jonah flipped your floatie over. You complained about your hair the whole day, but I thought it looked better.

When you saw the shooting star on July 4th. Right after you saw it the fireworks started and the sound scared you.

7 times I almost told someone I liked you.

Buffy asked me after my first game of the season if I liked you, and I almost said yes. I said I didn't know.

My mom asked me why I had become so much happier lately. I said I was just having fun hanging out with you and everyone. Part of it was me being happy about coming out, but it was also being around you that made me so happy.

Jonah asked me how long we had been dating. He really thought we'd been dating for months.

I was paying for a Queen record when Bowie asked about the drawings on my hand. He asked me who drew it and when I said that you drew it, he said, "You two are pretty close, huh?" I just smiled and said yeah.

My cousins came over for Christmas. Addie is 8 years old and when she saw me texting you she said, "Why are you smiling so much? My mamma says people only smile that much when they're in love!" I thought it was really funny that she pointed it out before Buffy or Amber.

Jonah, Marty, and I were watching Love, Simon and they asked why I knew all of the emails by heart. It was nice to think of having a love story like that, even if it wasn't with you.

I almost told Amber's dog once, but Andi walked in before I said it.

6 times I did hold your hand.

When you were over and my parents started fighting while we played Mortal Kombat. I didn't want to feel scared like I always feel when they fight, even though I had never done it when they fought before.

When I came out to my dad. Or before, I guess. It made it easier having you there because I had someone there for me if my dad wasn't.

When you had a sleepover and we tried to watch all of Supernatural in one night. I fell asleep after a few episodes, but the first scene always makes me nervous.

When I was going into math class for the last test of the semester. You had worked with me the most and you believing that I could pass made me really want to pass the test.

When we listened to Paris by Sabrina Carpenter for the first time. It was more of me grabbing your hand and spinning you around to the music, but it counts.

When you brought me the blueberry macadamia muffin. That was one of the best muffins I've ever had, by the way.

5 times I almost called you at 2 am.

When my parents were fighting and I wanted to distract myself, but I ended up watching YouTube.

When Khalid announced his tour and I saw the post. You actually ended up calling me first.

When my cat threw up on my bed. I was really stressed but I got worried about the cat and told my mom instead.

After you dislocated your thumb when I tried to teach you how to play basketball. I was so worried that I couldn't sleep, but your mom posted on Facebook that you were fine so I let it be.

When I realized the song stuck in my head was Electric Love by BØRNS. Then I realized you were probably asleep, so I didn't.

4 times I did call you at 2 am.

When my dad told my mom that I was gay. I thought he was cool with it, but while they were fighting he said, "So YOU can have our abomination of a son." My parent decided to get a divorce later that week. I probably called you every week because I couldn't handle it.

When I realized another song that was stuck in my head was Maneater by Nelly Furtado. You didn't know what song I was talking about until I sang the "you wish you never met her at all" part.

When I had that nightmare where a clown came and attacked the whole town but you had an alliance with him but he was set on killing me so you died defending me then the clown died because he wasn't allowed to kill you.

When you texted me saying you hated crying at 2 am. You were crying about your stepdad making a homophobic joke. I said that he probably didn't mean it, and would stop once he realized he was directly hurting you. It still wasn't okay, though.

3 times I thought I had lost you.

When Reed brought that gun. I know I've said it dozens of times, but I didn't think he would bring it while you were there.

When your dad was thinking about moving to Texas and you got really excited, but your mom said she didn't want to give up custody so he stayed. I wanted you to be happy, but I also wanted to be with you forever and I wouldn't really want to be in Texas for months or years on end.

When Kira outed me to the school, and she looked at you when she said I was really obvious about it. I thought you weren't ready to come out in any way at school, but you said that our friendship was worth more than avoiding humiliation.

2 times I almost confessed.

That day when we couldn't reach the remote from the couch. Me falling off the couch made me forget about it, though.

When I came out to you. I was crying and you were almost crying and I have no idea why I was so terrified.

1 time I did.

Right now. I don't know why it's taken me so long, but with enough reassurance from Jonah and Andi, I'm writing this letter to you right now. I adore you, Cy. I want to be around you all the time. I would really, really like to kiss you. I know you might not feel the same, but I also know our friendship would survive a crush. I don't like keeping secrets from you. The last one is this: I like you. I like you more than I've ever liked anyone. And I had a teddy bear named Blueberry for 12 years until Reed blew it up. That's all.

    Love, TJ. aka Tyler James.

[slapmehoseok-blog]

Jungkook cheated on you.

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Info:

• one shot

•2,185 words

•Jungkook X Reader X Jimin

•Jungkook’s cheats on you

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You and jungkook have been dating for 3 years. You’re guys anniversary is supposed to be in 3 days. You have never loved anyone as much as you loved him.

You took the day off work and were sitting at your local café with your best friend jimin. You always suspected he had a little crush on you, but he knew his boundaries. You guys were discussing Jungkooks and your anniversary. Last year Jungkook planned the date for you guys, so this year you guys agreed you would to plan it this time around. As you and Jimin finished looking up local restaurants to find the best one and then calling to make reservations, you decided to head out to the mall to find a cute outfit.

As you reached the mall you and Jimin went to look for the perfect dress and shoes for your date. You picked out 3 outfits and asked Jimin to pick the best one (since you couldn’t decide). He liked the second one the best. To be exact he said “ oh my god, you look beautiful” with his jaw dropped. So you thought that was the best pick. It was a skin tight silky red dress with a pair of plain black strapped heels.

After finding the perfect date night outfit you thought you would part ways with Jimin since it was around supper time and you were getting hungry. You and Jungkook usually works late into the evening and end up getting take out most of the time, so this time you thought you would make supper for him.

You arrive home and open the door, however your gut feels weird. Like something is wrong. You go to take your shoes off when you notice a pair of pink flats.

You dont own pink flats.

your heart and mind start racing

“maybe my mom or sister came for a visit and let themselves in” you said to yourself in a hushed voice

you proceed into the living room to look for them but find nobody. Weird.

maybe they’re just in the bathroom

You then decide to go to your room to drop off your shopping bags because they are getting heavy and you want to hide them before Jungkook gets home. Thats when u hear it. A female voice, you have never heard before coming from your room. You slowly push the door open not expecting what you were about to see.

frozen. Thats what you were, frozen.

You see a girl on top of Jungkook in your guys bed half clothed. You drop your shopping bags on the floor making a thud. Both Jungkook and this random girl eyes shot in your direction. He pushes the girl off him and says “ Y/N this isnt what you think”

“What is this....” you said in a quiet small voice as tears formed in your eyes. Thats all you could say before you’re heart began to race and you then began to panic. You turned around and ran for the front door. All you had on you were your car keys and your cell phone. You couldn’t believe what you just saw. Theres no way. There is no way Jeon jungkook cheated on you 3 days before your 3 year anniversary.

Not know where to go or what to do you got in your car and just started driving, and called your best friend. Jimin picked up on the 2nd ring

ring ring ...

“missed me that much already huh?” He said in a jokingly voice

you couldn’t speak. You just sobbed uncontrollably.

“Y/N?! Whats wrong? Calm down, are you okay?” He knew something was wrong.

“ Ji-Jimin...” is all you could say through your cries.

“Y/N where are you? Im coming to you.”

“at-at the park near-r my house” you said with an unsteady voice through your tears

“stay put ill be there in 5 minutes“ he said with slight panic in his voice

You hung up and looked down at your phone. 12 miss calls and 4 unread messages from Jungkook. You just cried as you opened the messages:

•Come back

• im sorry, come back baby

•i love you, im sorry please come back to me

•come back, let talk this out. I love you, i cant loose you

As you finished reading the messages you heard a knock on your car window. You look up to see Jimin with a worried face. You unlock the door and let him in. “Y/N whats wrong? What happened!?”

“h-h-he cheated on my Jimin, he cheated on me” you lost all control of yourself and sunk into Jimins arms as you started to shake because you were crying so much. Jimin just stayed there holding you for the next 30 minutes without saying anything. He couldn’t believe the words that just came out your mouth. Jungkook cheating on you? But he adores you? He would have never thought he could do something like this. Jimin was furious, so many thoughts were running around in his head.

as you finally calmed down a bit you look into Jimins eyes and thank him for coming to you so quickly. He was a true friend. You tell him everything that happened and he just looks at you with the widest eyes not knowing what to say. You show him the texts and miss calls from Jungkook and he mutters something under his breath but you couldn’t hear it. However, you could tell he was angry

Now not having anywheres to stay for the nights to come, Jimin suggested his place to you. You took the offer because you didnt really having anyone else. Plus you really didnt want to have to explain anything to your family just yet. You guys arrive at his place and he immediately goes to the bathroom to run you a bath. “maybe a warm bath will help you relax a bit? Ill get you some of my clothes for when you are done” he said so innocently. You didnt say anything but nodded your head yes.

once you were done with your bath you put on Jimins clothes. They smelled like him, which was kind of comforting. You slowly push the bathroom door open to see Jimin making you a tea. He brings it to you with a small smile (trying to cheer you up a bit).

“um, you can have my bed and ill sleep on the couch tonight. Does that sound ok?”

you still didnt really feel like talking. You felt so small right now. You just slightly shook your head and said “thank you” almost in a whisper.

You sat Jimins kitchen table with him in silence until you finished your tea. You started to yawn. You were exhausted from the excessive crying and taking a warm bath. You simply told jimin that you were going to lay down now since it was getting late. He took your tea mugs to the sink and followed you to the bed room. He took some pillows and a small blanket from his bed and brought it out the sofa in the living room. After laying them down, he peaked around the corner and asked if there was anything else he could get you before you went to bed. You replied with no thank you.

you both then went your separate ways. You laid in his king size bed curled up in a ball realizing how lonely you were and fell asleep without even trying. You started to have a bad dream remembering everything that had happened early that day which made you wake up from your sleep crying. You just laid there in silence crying. Tears just slowly falling down your face. You looked up to see the clock on Jimins wall, it was around 2:30am. Thats when you realized you heard the living room tv still on. Knowing you wouldnt be able to fall back to sleep for a while you decided to go out into the living room to see if Jimin was awake.

to your surprise he was still wide awake looking at the tv. Although he didnt really seem like he was watching it, he looked like he was thinking about something. You made a little coughing noise and it startled him. He looked in your direction

“ Y/N, you’re awake, are you ok?”

“ i just woke up from a bad dream, is it okay if i come out here for a little bit ? I dont want to be alone” You pouted

“of course you can y/n” he sat up instantly making room for you.

you guys sat and watched tv for about an hour when you started to feel sleepy again. You moved a bit closer to Jimin and rested your head on his shoulder. He leaned his towards yours and stroked your hair for you. You thought about how lucky you were to have him as a friend and dose off to sleep.

Jimin sat there silently looking at your face stroking your hair as you fell asleep. He just thought to himself about how beautiful you were and how sorry he felt for you. He kissed your forehead once he knew you were asleep and carried you to his bed. He pulled the sheet over your innocent body tucking you in. He wanted to be there for you every step of the way. He loved you, he never told you that but he truly loved you. He wanted to take care of you the way Jungkook never could . He would never hurt you the way he did. He just wanted to hold you tight and tell you everything was going to be alright.

the next morning, you woke up feeling better. Everything about the events that took place the day before settled in your brain. You felt numb, but better. You walked out to see Jimin passed out on his couch half hanging off. You slighty giggled to yourself at the sight of it. You then decided to look at your phone to see tons of missed calls and texts from Jungkook once again. You got an instant headache. You opened the texts and read all the bullsh*t he said to you. After finishing you simply replied “Goodbye Jungkook” and blocked his number.

you didnt want to wake Jimin up so you went to his kitchen to make yourself some breakfast. Cereal and toast. You ate silently until you heard Jimin groan and get up to go to the bathroom. Once again you giggled at the sight. He came back out and saw you sitting at the kitchen table with a slight smile.

“whats so funny” Jimin asked

“ oh what, um nothing.. nothing at all” you said

“okay weirdo” was all he said laughing to himself

you never really realized how much you cared for Jimin until the thoughts about the night befjungkookore came flooding back. You were so grateful that he was there for you. If it wasn’t for him you would be all alone probably still crying your eyes out. He made you feel better, his presence made you feel better. He made all the hurt go away.

~3 months after jungkook cheated on you~

Life has been better, you’re still not fully over Jungkook, but you are trying. You have only seen him once since that day to collect your belongings but didn’t speak a word to him. He watched you while tears flowed down his face. How dare he?! HE did that, not you. Disgusting was all you could think...

Anyways,

You spend most your days with Jimin now, he has been so kind to you and you never will be able to thank him enough for that night when he was there for you when you needed someone the most. However, he has been extra flirty these days but you don’t really mind. He is overly handsome and it puts you in a good mood. You got your own apartment in the same complex as Jimin so you guys are always together. He keeps you happy. He makes you feel certain ways that jungkook was never able to. He is the only person who allowed you to be your own person. Plus he is the one who can make you laugh and smile instantly whenever you’re sad. He has always been there for you.

You never thought you would feel this way about Jimin, but you think you may have feelings for him. You thought about telling him but are scared of ruining your relationship you have with him now. Should you tell him?!

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Authors note:

okayyy, thats all for this one shot fanfic. Ive never done this before so please dont be too harsh on it lol it took my a while to do too.

please let me know what you think! It is very unedited, i know 😅

should i do another one?

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[anautumncarol]

thank you @chrxsify for tagging me!!! sorry for taking so long to do it, hope i did this correctly

1. Birthday?

30/11

2. Favorite color?

okay so i technically have 5 but they’re all a mix of each other at this point so: white, blue, purple, red and black

3. How tall are you?

168cm ish.

4. How many pair of shoes to you own?

technically i own a bunch since i never throw away the old ones but you’ll probably find me wearing my doc martens and now occasionally kickers (whenever i’m required to wear flat shoes i do have vans because they’re the comfiest shoes and try and find nice shoes in a size 42 or above in the women’s section (why are men’s shoes so boring????), vans has got you covered by sizing ridiculously big).

5. Favorite song?

I don’t really have one although i’ll have to say passion for publication by anarbor, 0325 by skz, sicilienne by fauré (not rlly a song i know), intywidfal by mcr, gold medal ribbon by ptv and a night like this by the cure constitute a solid foundation of songs?

6. Favorite movie?

i dont really watch movies but maybe a monster in paris?

7. Who would be your ideal partner?

im not sure since i’ve honestly got neither the time nor patience to even think of being in a relationship so i guess i’ll say kim seungmin because being chronically a seungmin simp is half of my personnality

8. Do you want children?

not my own, that’s for sure. maybe one day i’ll adopt but kids are tiring man

9. Have you gotten in trouble with the law?

Not officially

10. What color socks are you wearing?

none, i’m wearing slippers

11. Favorite type of music?

anything except maybe dubstep, it gives me major headaches, and reggae, i just can’t seem to enjoy it. rock is probably my favourite since it’s such a broad genre and just i do prefer more types of rock than types of pop or kpop or rap etc

12. How many pillows do you sleep with?

4 pillows and 4 other throw pillows under my feet to keep my legs elevated because bad blood circulation bb (dont ask me how i fit so much shit on a single bed, idk either)

13. What position do you sleep in?

on my side or sometimes twisted so my torso is on it’s back

14. What don’t you like when you’re sleeping?

my own thoughts ngl, its so hard to fall asleep with those running through my brain

15. Have you tried archery?

i have a very peculiar relationship with archery because its a sport i’ve always wanted to do and that from the few times i’ve done it i’m actually decent at and am just realy disappointed with the fact i never got to exploit my full potential because i really do love it (same with other aiming things like i always get prices at fairs with the rifle stalls despite it being the only time i actually use them). 

16. Favorite fruit?

pineapples are the only fruits i’ll ever eat willingly

17. Are you a good liar?

decent enough to get away with a few things

18. What’s your personality type?

intp

19. Innie or outie?

innie, just for the sole excuse that i’m a hermit and that the word reminds me of jeongin

20. Left or right handed?

right handed

21. Favorite food?

i’m assuming it means food from home country and idk, maybe cordon bleu?

22. Favorite foreign food?

as much as i love mexican and ethiopian food and currywurst, nothing beats indian food (although nepali food absolutely kills as well)

23. Are you clean or messy?

messily organised. really depends with what, like my room is a mess 99% of the time but my bookshelf, mangateque, cd and album collection are always neatly organised

24. Most used phrase?

“your mum/ta mère” “fun fact” “tips and tricks” “border” “ ’tain” and a few others

25. How long does it take you to get ready?

i basically will do my “routine” as fast or slow as required depending on how much time i have. shortest i tend to do it is like 5-10 minutes and it really doesn’t need more that 45 minutes at most

26. Do you talk to yourself?

all the time. i also talk to myself in third person whilst talking to others which becomes kind of a problem when one of your best friends has the same name as you

27. Do you sing to yourself?

only when im home alone, it shuts the dogs up and is pretty fun

28. Are you a good singer?

haha, next

29. Biggest fear?

the unknown i guess?

30. Are you a gossip?

depends who i’m with

31. Long or short hair?

i don’t really care, depends what suits the person’s face in my opinion

32. Favorite school subject?

that’s a really hard question but maybe philosophy, maths, literature (although i dont have it anymore smh), physics-chemistry, drama and like history back when i didn’t have the teacher i currently do

33. Extrovert or introvert?

ambivert, really

34. What make you nervous?

phone buzzing, i absolutely fucking despise it. and then things like school and life in general although that’s more axiousness

35. Who was your first crush?

i don’t think i’ve ever really had a crush but maybe nico di angelo??

36. How many piercings do you have?

except my lobes i have a helix and a second lobe and i’ll be getting a second helix this summer

37. How many tattoos do you have?

nichts, i don’t think my commitment issues will allow me although i love tattoos

38. How fast can you run?

i am the exception to physics for i can travel 174 au per day

39. What color is your hair?

dirty blond/dirty brown

40. What colour are your eyes?

like an aggregation of colours but i guess the main ones are blue and grey and like yellow

41. What makes you angry?

anything as long as i’m tired enough

42. Do you like your name?

i have nothing against it

44. What are your strengths?

idk, maybe my ability to adapt to different situations?

45. What are your weaknesses?

maybe the fact i get riled up easily by the most random shit?

46. What’s the color of your bedspread?

i think it’s like white with dots rn

47. What’s the color of your room?

walls are white and purple but other than that it’s kinda anything goes with my room’s colours, ngl.

[chriszxz]

Get to know me

1. Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora? - Spotify

2. is your room messy or clean? - Messy

3. what color are your eyes? - Brown

4. do you like your name? why? – Yes, I don’t know, just accustomed to it really

5. what is your relationship status? - Single

6. describe your personality in 3 words or less – Weird, Random, Musical

7. what color hair do you have? - Black

8. what kind of car do you drive? color? – Peugeot & Smokey Grey

9. where do you shop? – Rooks, Sainsbury’s & Farm Foods

10. how would you describe your style? – Smart Casual

11. favorite social media account - Tumblr

12. what size bed do you have? - Double

13. any siblings? - Several

14. if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why? – Somewhere cold but lovely, because it’s cold…

15. favorite snapchat filter? – Not applicable

16. favorite makeup brand(s) – not applicable

17. how many times a week do you shower? - 7

18. favorite tv show? – Rick Stein’s Far Eastern Odyssey

19. shoe size? - 9

20. how tall are you? – about 5ft 9/10

21. sandals or sneakers? Sneakers

22. do you go to the gym? - Yes

23. describe your dream date – Food, Conversations and Laughter.

24. how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment? - £18.20

25. what color socks are you wearing? - Blue

26. how many pillows do you sleep with? – 4 in 2 piles of 2 so I can roll

27. do you have a job? what do you do? – Yes, I do numbers

28. how many friends do you have? - At least 4 but less than 100

29. whats the worst thing you have ever done? – Not actually sure

30. whats your favorite candle scent? – I don’t know

31. 3 favorite boy names – I don’t really know

32. 3 favorite girl names – Eleanor, Charlotte, Florence

33. favorite actor? Unsure

34. favorite actress? Unsure

35. who is your celebrity crush? Zendaya

36. favorite movie? – The Greatest Showman

37. do you read a lot? whats your favorite book? – not enough

38. money or brains? Brains, brains can earn money, money can’t earn brains

39. do you have a nickname? what is it? – I have had several, spud, mini me, chippy, chrispy and more

40. how many times have you been to the hospital? Once for me

41. top 10 favorite song? F.U - Little Mix; Demons – Imagine Dragons; Distant Shore – Lapis; Hopelessly Devoted to you – Darren Criss; Strangers in the night – Frank Sinatra; If I never sing another song – Matt Monro; Mr Bojangles – Sammy Davis Jr; It’s you – Myself; Not Approachable – Choose Us Not Them.

42. do you take any medications daily? I do not

43. what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc): Flabby

44. what is your biggest fear? – Singing live terribly

45. how many kids do you want? – 1+

46. whats your go to hair style? Short

47. what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc) - Flat

48. who is your role model? – Me in 5 years

49. what was the last compliment you received? – You’re really good at taking care of people

50. what was the last text you sent? – I know, we won’t be long now

51. how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real? – Like 5 I don’t know

52. what is your dream car? Undecided, something speedy but small

53. opinion on smoking? If you do it, fine, just don’t ask me if I want one

54. do you go to college? – I do not

55. what is your dream job? – Undecided atm

56. would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs? Suburbs

57. do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels? – If they’re good

58. do you have freckles? No

59. do you smile for pictures? Sometimes

60. how many pictures do you have on your phone? Couple of hundred

61. have you ever peed in the woods? Yes, that’s where they put the pee pit in Scout Camps

62. do you still watch cartoons? Yes

63. do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds? Rooks

64. Favorite dipping sauce? Salsa Verde

65. what do you wear to bed? Pj’s

66. have you ever won a spelling bee? Noooo

67. what are your hobbies? Singing mostly

68. can you draw? I can, just poorly

69. do you play an instrument? See no.68

70. what was the last concert you saw? Concert? Sounds of Simon

71. tea or coffee? Neither

72. Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts? Neither

73. do you want to get married? One day perhaps

74. what is your crush’s first and last initial? I AM NOT ANSWERING THIS

75. are you going to change your last name when you get married? I have no idea

76. what color looks best on you? Blue? I don’t know

77. do you miss anyone right now? No

78. do you sleep with your door open or closed? both

79. do you believe in ghosts? YES

80. what is your biggest pet peeve? Stupid people

81. last person you called? Work

82. favorite ice cream flavor? Toffee

83. regular oreos or golden oreos? Regular

84. chocolate or rainbow sprinkles? Chocolate

85. what shirt are you wearing? My Blue Walmart Shirt

86. what is your phone background? Zendaya

87. are you outgoing or shy? Probably more outgoing now

88. do you like it when people play with your hair? Yeah, I do

89. do you like your neighbors? They aren’t bad

90. do you wash your face? at night? in the morning? Morning

91. have you ever been high? Nope

92. have you ever been drunk? A bit yeah

93. last thing you ate? yogurt

94. favorite lyrics right now? I won’t give up

95. summer or winter? Winter 96. day or night? Night

97. dark, milk, or white chocolate? White

98. favorite month? January

99. What is your Zodiac? Aquarius

100. Last person you cried in front of: I dont recall

[scriveyner]

My 2020 Tumblr Top 10

1). 71 notes - May 16 2020

all the time

“I always smell like blood.” Any other statement was forestalled by Atsushi literally spraying him in the face with the shower attachment, which made Akutagawa reel back slightly and sputter.

“No,” Atsushi said. “You don’t.”

2). 69 notes - Apr 15 2020

7 Days of Writing #3: Noise 2.0

“They’ll fucking hear us,” Atsushi hissed as Akutagawa straddled him on the bed. “I already told you no.” Strangely though, Atsushi wasn’t struggling against the Rashomon tendril that pinned his wrists to the mattress, although his eyes were closer to gold than not. Akutagawa tilted forward on his knees, his stare unwavering even as the flush deepened across Atsushi’s nose. “Akutagawa.”

3). 56 notes - May 1 2020

7 Days of Writing #5: Warm

“Are you,” Atsushi sounded stressed, which, Chuuya thought, was somewhat unfair because he was the one who barged into the bathroom in the first place, “having sex, in the bathtub?”

4). 54 notes - Jun 29 2020

when i first heard

Atsushi yanked the pillow out from under his head and placed it over his face, hoping perhaps for self-suffocation. Unfortunately the action didn’t stifle the boisterous noise from the other room, and he dragged the pillow down to hold it to his chest, glaring at the ceiling in the dark.

5). 40 notes - Feb 22 2020

Q: If you are still taking kiss prompts, can I request 28 with Shance? (I miss your writing!!)

Everything is blue in the night, the air skidding in off the distant ocean salty and cold. Shiro’s lungs ache for a cigarette though he’s barely smoked but twice in his life; a decade ago—a different life, a different body, a different him. It doesn’t matter. Though the thought of a cigarette feels right, he takes a gulp of the whiskey he’d carried with him and lets the liquor warm his throat instead.

6). 39 notes - May 5 2020

evidence

It was far too often an ordeal to get untangled from Dazai, but upon occasion nature called for it. After wriggling free of grabby arms Chuuya threw his legs over the side of the bed and stretched, cracked his neck and rolled his eyes at Dazai’s pathetic whine. Dazai wasn’t even fully awake, so it didn’t do to wake him further, but still he hesitated, one hand braced on the mattress and looking at Dazai drowsing over his shoulder.

7). 38 notes - Nov 27 2020

i missed it

There were lights on in the apartment, something which wasn’t entirely unexpected, but was still unusual. Akutagawa latched the door behind him, glanced at the overturned boots just inside the entrance, and frowned because apparently certain weretigers lacked the proper courtesy to leave their shoes in anything other than a heap on the floor.

8). 38 notes - Feb 21 2020

Q: Could i get 6 with Kolivance? Or shance if you dont like the other ship.

“Go ‘way,” Lance grumbled when Shiro cracked the door to the bedroom to peek inside. The lights were off, and the only bit of Lance he could actually see was one bare foot out from under the comforter, hooked over the side of the mattress.

9). 37 notes - Dec 13 2020

declare

“You,” Atsushi said softly, hand pressed to Akutagawa’s throat, framing his jaw and palm flat over his larynx, “are a mess.” There was an underlying current to his voice that Akutagawa hardly registered, was barely present enough to parse. It sounded like a threat, but he’d run out of processing space. A threat to whom? Surely not him.

10). 35 notes - Oct 18 2020

kinktober (2020) #14

Akutagawa didn’t say anything, eyes sliding closed and head pressed back into the pillow, jaw aloft and mouth opened slightly, breathing shallowly. Atsushi leaned down, nipped at his bared throat before soothing the sting with soft kisses, and said against his skin, “good, good… you feel so good, Ryuu—”

Created by TumblrTop10 Wow, I... I actually wrote Voltron this year. Really? It’s been so... so long. Never any Samflam in the top ten, orz. Not that I’m surprised, that would be the real miracle. (Please watch Samurai Flamenco!!!)

Poor showing for me this year but I’m not stressing over it. Trying to coax back my creative spark, I’ve got a half dozen fics I want to work on and finish in this next year, so fingers crossed.

[apollon-hyakinthios]

oooo i got tagged by @gnostic-heretic @but-he-is-furansu-mother and @spiritusgetspersonal !!! here goes!!

Rules: Answer 30 questions and tag 20 people you’d like to know better.

1. Nicknames: none!! my name is pretty un-nicknameable rip

2. Gender: male

3. Zodiac Sign: capricorn :3c

4. Height: 5′ 6″ - 5′ 7″

5. Current Time: 12:17 am!!

6. Birthday: january 16

7. Favourite Bands: UHHH i generally don’t have favorite bands so much as i have individual songs i rly love but i do have a soft spot for pink floyd

8. Favourite Solo Artists: lana, adele, sufjan stevens :3

9. Song Stuck in My Head: “when we were young” by adele

10. Last Movie I Watched: ANASTASIA BY DINGO PICTURES WITH IVAN

11. Last Show I Watched: king of the hill right now

12. When Did I Create My Blog? a couple months ago but i’ve had other tumblrs since 2012!

13. What Do I Post? MOSTLY HETALIA with some aesthetic sprinkled on top and personal posts where i act a Fool

14. Last Thing I Googled: uhhh hawaiian poi

15. Other Blogs? i have a “main” personal blog and a “main” art blog but uhhh rip

16. Do You Get Asks? sometimes!

17. Why Did You Choose Your Url? mythology indulgence

18. Last Thing I Ate: amy’s french vegetable soup with crackers :3

19. How Many Pillows? preferably Many although i prefer to lay completely flat on the bed and just be Surrounded by them

20. Favourite Colors: all kinds of hues on the blue-purple-pink side of the color wheel

21. Favourite Tag To Use? I DONT HAVE ONE RIP

22. Lucky Number: iDEK

23. Instruments? i used to play piano!

24. What Am I Wearing? t-shirt and jacket and pant

25. Last Thing I Wrote? uhhhhhh other than this im attempting pottertalia

26. Dream Job: animator!

27. Dream Trip: ROME WITH MY BF

28. Favourite Food:  I LOVE avocadoes and all kinds of guacamole

29. Nationality: american!!

30. Favourite Song Right Now: IDKKK

HMMM i guess ill tag uhhhh @hankgreenvevo @kyuhu @fan-arter @chrristophe @ramenproductions aaaand idk who else! sorry if u guys have already done this and i just didnt see it or am having a brain fart and did see it but dont remember

[doctormelapples]

all the a s k s

Here you go homie:

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?More milk, get them slightly soggy cinnamon toast crunch 2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?One of my favorite feelings tbh 3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?Receipts,,,,,, I doggy ear them from the bottom 4: how do you take your coffee/tea?Tea, STRONG, Maybe with a lil honey 5: are you self-conscious of your smile?I cover my face with my hand when I laugh, if that is the connection 6: do you keep plants?A goal of mine is to keep plants 7: do you name your plants?I totally would, I named everything 8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?Photography??, Writing? 9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?I do all the time. Apparently I hum when I work, but I don’t often notice 10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?Um side? Idk I just asked the only person who has seen me sleeping in the last three months, she said I can’t make up my mind 11: what’s an inner joke you have with your friends?SharkBecks,, #rip, Crab walk,, In this Denny’s tonight,,,, whipping in response to an attack on your person 12: what’s your favorite planet?Uranus 13: what’s something that made you smile today?I went to coffee with my ride or die and that was fun 14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?The walls would be brick for sure, wood floors, shit ton of rugs, plants everywhere, we stole the plants from cafes, small windows, maybe circular, you know that nasty looking gross pale blue fridge, looking nasty and old, that one, and we found a bright red couch on the side of the road, it’s perfect, string lights, and the occasional lamp, old fashioned lightbulbs, warm light, yellow and orange lights, a mix of framed and not framed posters, bean bag chairs for parties, Cupboard space, only used for mugs, paintings and art, and photographs, polaroids, all over the fridge, cupboards with pins and magnets, probably some salt crystals, salt lamps, some rose quartz stuff, candles everywhere. It’s a study apartment, so all we have are two really big beds in the middle of the beds, THROW PILLOWS EVERYWHERE, too many pillows,, polaroids hanging from string lights on the ceiling, BOOKS EVERYWHERE, stacks everywhere, corners= books, top of the fridge=books, vanity made of several different old mirrors, hanging cubbies for our shoes, we share all the time anyway, no floor space, fashion racks for all of our clothes, we mix, cuz we always share clothes anyway 15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!Did you know Venus is the hottest planet, not mercury, even tho it’s closest to the sun? Also NASA is fake and nothing is real? 16: what’s your favorite pasta dish?Lasagna 17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?PINK BLONDE WITH DARK ROOTS, AND PINK 18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.Something I did? Welcccs, I said welcccs In the gc once,,, never lived down, Pronunciation: Whelc-k-kz I also said pipin’ ass tea, so 19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?Lot’s 20: what’s your favorite eye color?Green 21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that’s been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.I have a bag, that I got recently, it’s black leather looking, and I have a white puffball on it, and I love her, Victoire, is her name. 22: are you a morning person?YEET NOPE 23: what’s your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?Sit and contemplate the fact that literally nothing is real and nothing matters. Or go to the park with my friends 24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?No, tbh 25: what’s the weirdest place you’ve ever broken into?I broke into a closet once 26: what are the shoes you’ve had for forever and wear with every single outfit?My grey hightop converse 27: what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor?Sour Apple 28: sunrise or sunset?Sunrise 29: what’s something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?Anytime @thumper-darling sits in a comfy chair she immediately snuggles up with the arm of the chair for a hot mo 30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?Yes, shall I tell the story?? Send me an ask and I’ll tell it 31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.I love socks, I like weird socks. Sleeping with socks on is of the devil. No fuck off, I have this pair that is a strawberry, one sock is the right side, and one is the other half, and I love them, I also have lime ones like that, and I have lots of different, polka dotted ones that I can wear as mix and matched 32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.I went on an adventure to a city a lil out of the way, and it was like exactly 2:54, I have it on a video, and it was lit, we walked around the city, at 3 in the morning, and got passed by 4 different police cars, we made up a plan to tell them who we were, but neither of us really think straight ever, so it was a damn mess. 33: what’s your fave pastry?I love a good strudel 34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?I got my fav stuffy on my seventh birthday, sophie, a white dog that glowed if you pressed her hand, My mom snuck up to my attic room that I shred with my sister, and handed it to me, It felt like it was exactly midnight, but it was probably only like 10, and she glowed and I love her. She sits in my closet and watches over me now. She stopped glowing a few years after I got her. Her lights died, after so many battery replacements 35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often?I love them, so much, but I don’t have many. I would use them all the time, if I had more. 36: which band’s sound would fit your mood right now?I got my rose scented candle going, I got my main lights off, and I’m listening to my drunk friend breathe over the phone while she reads probably It by Stephen King, let’s go with,,, alt-J, does he count? Or Wild Party? The 1975?? IDK 37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?I think better in messy, but I do like clean 38: tell us about your pet peeves!Do I have pet peeves? People telling other people that I’m “in a mood”, touching my stuff without asking, someone making offhand comments about something without explaining themselves, DONT TOUCH MY HAIR 39: what color do you wear the most?Pink? Black? Pales, neutrals essentially. 40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you?I don’t actually really wear jewelry 41: what’s the last book you remember really, really loving?The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making 42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!Coffee Chaos, it’s a blessing. I actually have two, to be realistic. Espresso Milano has the aesthetic, the vibe, but Coffee Chaos’ coffee is just better, so 43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?I watched stars with some of my photography classmates, the other day, we were shooting on location, and it was Night™ 44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?I don’t know her!!!!! WAIT JK I had a dream about Taehyung the other day, idk man it was pretty damn serene, can you believe that tae is the most beautiful man in the world 45: do you trust your instincts a lot?Always, if my vibes don’t jive w u hecks off 46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.The only puns that currently reside in my soul rn are in Korean… wolwol…. How bout: I’m going to bed,,, Mind if I Slytherin 47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?FUCKING COTTAGE CHEESE 48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?My mom being mad at me,, debatably. 49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?I love Record Storesssss,,, a happy place, tbh 50: what’s an odd thing you collect?I used to collect bottle cap tops, like izze tops, Snapple tops, etc. I’m tryna collects pins/buttons now tho 51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them?I associate tipsy by J-Kwon with @thumper-darling 52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?I dig some snazzy The Floor is me me z, nothing but respect for my president, right in front of my salad, the ditty.its, he protecc he attacc, etc there were some good memez this year 53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them?I’ve only seen heathers out of all of these and it was the play, it was pretty hecking good. 54: who’s the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?My aunt at my cousins funeral. 55: what’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?Honestly whom knows, once I painted my hand bright green, but for no reason so there’s your answer 56: what are some things you find endearing in people?I like it when people smile while reading, 57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?Lit,, get lit, if you don’t dramatically reenact the lyrics did you even listen to bohemian Rhapsody? 58: who’s the wine mom and who’s the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?@thumper-darling is the wine mom, and the vodka aunt. She’s an alcoholic. Rip 59: what’s your favorite myth?One of my faves 60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?I do, but I don’t often retain names,,,, rip, one of the first ones I memorized was the jabberwocky by lewis Carroll 61: what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever given? the stupidest one you’ve ever received?I gave a mcdonalds happy meal toy away once as a gift, and once I got a whole ass gum wrapper legitimately 62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind?Love me some juice. I favor Apple Juice, but no o n e else in the house drinks apple juice so all we ever have is orange juice. 63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?Stacks, my music, yes, but theses books really be out here, overflowing from my shelves, so we got stacks, and any organization they had is now gone. 64: what color is the sky where you are right now?The sky is dark rn, cuz it’s night, but during the day this week it’s white and grey cuz it��s Rainy Week™ in Michigan rn. 65: is there anyone you haven’t seen in a long time who you’d love to hang out with?I can list a good few people. My old classmates, from my old school. That would be nice 66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?My most ideal flower crown would have flown pink stained roses, vines with thorns, small white and pink flowers, be really extra in the center like a crown. 67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?Serene, content 68: what’s winter like where you live?Slushy, sometimes we get lots of snow, sometimes its lacking, 69: what are your favorite board games?I love clue, I got a doctor who version for xmas last year, best gift in years ngl. I also love risk; world domination, and a new fav: Truth Bombs™ Created by Daniel Howell and Phillip Lester available anywhere they sell games, for example: B&N where you can pick up The Amazing Book is Not On Fire at the same time, and while you’re at it, check out Dan and Phil Go Outside. 70: have you ever used a ouija board?FUCK OUTTA HERE FUCK OYOU MEAN FUCJBOI NO 71: what’s your favorite kind of tea?I dig some good ol’ Bengal spice, I dig strong spicy tea 72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you’ll forget it?I mean, yes, but do I write shit down? The answer is no 73: what are some of your worst habits?Picking at my nails, making internal commentary on Everything around me @ a l l t I m m e s 74: describe a good friend of yours without using their name or gendered pronouns.They really out here, at all times. They tend to be the loudest of the group, and they honestly bring the party. Story telling skills level master, You can’t beat them, They’re just so good at telling an entertaining story, even if it isn’t entertaining. Sometimes doesn’t have good days, and that’s okay. 75: tell us about your pets!I have two dogs, Maddie, and Arenal,, Maddie is a boxer lab mix, and she’s allergic to like literally everything 100% ,,, except cats. Arenal is a white blonde golden retriever and he’s the laziest mf I’ve ever met 76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t?A literal Photography assignment, idk why I procrastinate on these, I love doing them. 77: pink or yellow lemonade?Pink! 78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?HATECLUB FUK U 79: what’s one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?My promposal last year was pretty dang cute, rip that tho. 80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?I didn’t get to chose, they’re kinda a milky white, I don’t mind it to much, its not bad 81: describe one of your friend’s eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.doe eyes, at their finest, and that’s what I got 82: are/were you good in school?Not really, like I’m pretty average tbh 83: what’s some of your favorite album art?I really loved Young The Giants “Home of the Strange” CRUISR’s album art is all pretty aesthetic, Anti was good, I liked “Bleak” by Froth, “Cult of Personality” by Varsity, and like tons others 84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?Yeah! I want to get a lineart tattoo of a swing set, with wildflowers growing specifically yellow and red flowers with light blue ink for the swings, I want to get something to do with Scorpio, and I also want an vertical ellipses in my inner elbow 85: do you read comics? what are your faves?Not really, But I have read Archie comics my whole life, Betty n Veronica, I looked at the new Riverdale ones, it’s pretty okay. You can’t really beat the go comics tho. and I own some snazzy local artists comics, those are my faves 86: do you like concept albums? which ones?I guess so,, I don’t really go out of my way to recognize it tho. I like Hospice by The Antlers, Of course Lemonade, does channel orange count? Idk, I had to look up a list of concept albums to say which ones I liked. 87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?Breakfast Club, Men in Black, Star Wars, Harry Potter, (all) the og Wizard of Oz, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Hocus Pocus, ET, LOTR, um and more for sure, but idk right off the top of my head 88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?I suppose there, are but I couldn’t tell you the name 89: are you close to your parents?I’d say I’m like relatively close to my mother, but not so much my dad 90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.Just one? It’s either Chicago or Stratford, let’s go w Stratford, Ontario, okay. There is a lot stuff going on in the summer over in stratford, they have the Stratford Shakespeare festival and the theatres in the area are beautiful as shit. I haven’t been there while it’s not going on, but I gather it’s a very touristy sorta town. They have ups and downs in streets, it’s not big enough to get lost, but you can still lose yourself in the different shops and cafes. 91: where do you plan on traveling this year?The year is almost over, but it would be nice to visit my family who live hours + hours away. I want to go down to the capital and go to my favorite shops in the city I used to live. 92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?I’m lactose intolerant 93: what’s the hairstyle you wear the most?Probably a half up pony tail 94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?My friend Jalee, her birthday was the 21st and she is exactly 3 weeks and 3 days older than me. 95: what are your plans for this weekend?I have a halloween party I might go to, or else I’ll be at my dad’s house this weekend. 96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?I procrastinate a lot,,, I have pressed the damn remind me later button so often,,, 97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?Oh shit I can’t remember my Myer briggs, maybe I should take the test again,,,, okay hold on…. Okay: ENTP-T Scorpio, Slytherin, 98: when’s the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?Maybe this summer? I love hiking, It’s one of my favorite things to do 99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.Suburbia by Troye Sivan, Growing Old on Bleeker Street by AJR, Trapdoor by twenty one pilots, Body Gold by Oh Wonder, Sea by BTS, Art Exhibit by Young the Giant, Titus was Born by Young the Giant, actually that whole album Home of the Strange by Young the Giant. 100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?5 Years into the future, I never wanna go back. Unless I could change events, in which case I’d go back.

[arplis]

Arplis - News: Great seat, so-so service: A review of KLMs business class on the 787-9 from Amsterdam to Toronto

TPG Rating

80 100

Pros

Beautiful, comfortable seat and bed; ample options for inflight entertainment; greatly improved lounge at Amsterdam airport.

Cons

Slow, disjointed meal service.

16/20 Ground Experience

26/30 Cabin + Seat

12/15 Amenities + IFE

15/20 Food + Beverage

11/15 Service

Dutch flag carrier KLM is a major presence in the U.S. and Canada, with year-round flights to Amsterdam (AMS) from 14 cities. It sends across the Atlantic pretty much all of the airplane types in its long-haul fleet: the Airbus A330 and Boeing 747, 777 and 787. The last one is the only one offering business class with direct aisle access for all seats, while the other types feature configurations with seats in a 2-2-2 layout.

Its a much different story on the 787s, which began joining the fleet four years ago and sport a 1-2-1 configuration in business class, with seats laid out in a reverse-herringbone pattern. On paper, its a totally competitive offering across the Atlantic, at least in terms of seat.

KLM is also a member of SkyTeam, the alliance that includes Delta Air Lines, so flyers can earn and redeem Deltas SkyMiles on all flights, as well as Air France and KLMs own Flying Blue miles.

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Weve reviewed KLMs business class before several times, including the classic upper-deck experience on the 747. Every time, we found it to be a good, but not great, way to fly at the front of the plane.

What would we find in 2019, which also happens to be the 100-year anniversary of KLM, the worlds oldest airline?

Booking

The Flying Blue program has become complicated lately, but youll be able to navigate it easily using our guides. You can also get Flying Blue miles by transferring points from Citi ThankYou Rewards, Chase Ultimate Rewards, American Express Membership Rewards and Marriott Bonvoy.

When we found a great award fare from Amsterdam to Toronto (YYZ) for 45,375 Flying Blue miles plus $226.15 in taxes and fees, we went for it without hesitation. We value Flying Blue miles at 1.2 cents each, making this a transatlantic flight in business class for $750.65. You can pay a lot more in coach!

On the KLM app, I was able to select my seat in advance not my meals, unfortunately and I was off for one of the cheapest premium-class Atlantic crossings of my entire frequent-flyer career.

Ground Experience

TPG Rating

16/20

PH-BHP

Tail

1yr

Age

11%

Late

h 16m

Avg. Delay

17:45

Departure

7h 37m

Duration

Amsterdams Schiphol Airport is one of the easiest airports in Europe to navigate. Connections are a breeze compared to Paris Charles de Gaulle (CDG) or London Heathrow (LHR), getting there from the city is easy with plenty of trains and the airport itself is well designed.

When I arrived at the departures hall at 2:40 p.m. for the 5:35 p.m. departure to Toronto, I found the check-in area and departure gate already displayed on the monitors.

Biz-class passengers and elite members of the SkyTeam alliance could check in using a separate gated area, indicated by the SkyPriority logo.

Within this area were both traditional, staffed desks and self-service kiosks, useful if you dont have baggage to check. KLMs institutional blue color, with accents of Dutch orange, appeared in tasteful touches.

Despite having already checked in on the app, I got a paper boarding pass from a desk employee you never know when you might need it. Then I used the priority access to security and the departure gates, clearly indicated within the gated area.

After a quick and painless security and passport check, I was out in the departures area, headed to a duty-free shop for the delicacies I always make sure to bring home from the Amsterdam airport stroopwafels, salty licorice, Gouda cheese and then to one of the KLM lounges.

Even without lounge access, I would have had plenty to see and quiet areas to sit in. Schiphol is a nice airport to be in if you dont have lounge access. Its also a quiet airport, with no announcements on loudspeakers.

TPG contributor Eric Rosen has reviewed in depth the renovated KLM Crown Lounge, one of the two at AMS (the other one is within the area restricted to flights within the European Unions passport-free zone.) Eric explains in detail what you can find there, but I can sum up my time in it with one word: Wow!

This was a far cry from the cavernous, rather boring space it used to be. It had been completely transformed into a large, world-class lounge.

Immediately upon entering, I could see things had changed from my previous visits.

As befits the name, it now had lounge chairs. And much, much better food options, including an la carte restaurant on the second floor, called Blue. (Too bad it was not free, unlike the food and drink in the lounge.)

I spent a delightful hour exploring, and liking, the buffet food and the decor. Another reason to pick a transfer at AMS over other European gateways.

Monitors in the lounge included a mention of how long it took to walk to a specific gate. Armed with that knowledge, I could maximize my time in the lounge and timed my arrival at the gate just four minutes before the start of boarding, long enough to admire the beautiful blue 787-9 that was to fly as KL695 to Toronto.

KLM names its 787s after flowers, and this one, a year-old Dreamliner, was called Tulip. How much more Dutch can you get?

Priority and general boarding lanes were clearly marked, and nobody was crowding the boarding area. At 4:50 p.m., boarding began right on time.

Cabin and Seat

TPG Rating

26/30

1-2-1

Configuration

81in

Bed Length

2

Lavs

KLMs 787-9 has 30 business-class seats, in a single cabin. The longer 787-10 has 38.

It was, even at first sight, a huge improvement over the 2-2-2 biz classes of previous KLM birds. The reverse-herringbone layout and that particular seat type have been around for years, but in KLMs incarnation, they exuded quiet elegance.

Of course, as is usual on this aircraft: No window shades! 787 windows are dimmed electronically, with the touch switch under them.

The inflight-entertainment screen swiveled out with a press of the blue button to the left.

Headrests were adjustable in height and angle, and had adjustable wings. The seatbelts had airbags, as happens more and more in premium seats.

In the lie-flat position, the 22-inch wide seat turned into an 81-inch bed. Though a mattress pad for sleeping was not available, the bed offered enough space in the footwell to move comfortably. The only thing I didnt like about it in bed mode was the clunky airbag belt, and the pillow could have been firmer, too.

When sleeping under a blanket or comforter, fasten your seat belt over it. That way, if theres turbulence and flight attendants come to check if youre buckled in, they can just take a look and not bother you and youll make their job easier, too.

The armrest on the aisle side could be lowered with the blue button. Flight attendants asked passengers to keep them in the lowered position for takeoff and landing.

It would not have been possible to store large electronics like laptops or tablets anywhere other than the overhead bins, but the closed storage cubby next to the IFE remote was ideal for wallets, phones and other small items. Headphones for the IFE were hanging in it from a hook.

I especially liked the clever mirror inside the door, in classy KLM blue.

An international power outlet and powered USB outlet were under the armrest by the window, with a sign indicating their location.

The tray table extended from the same armrest with the press of another blue button. It was a bit small, but still OK for a 15-inch laptop, and once extended it could slide forward, letting the seat occupant get up during meal service. This is a key element that not all airlines get right; for example, Virgins swanky new Upper Class forces you to stay seated when the table is out and a meal is on it.

The seat controls were intuitive, and I didnt see any other passenger have to ask a flight attendant for help figuring things out. From the top, the four buttons are: slide seat forward and back, bed mode, seat back up and overhead light.

Besides the overhead light, which could be controlled from the remote too, there was a reading light built into the seat. Two adjustable air-conditioning vents were above the seat, the latter a feature not found on all aircraft. (Some European airlines, like Lufthansa, are notorious for keeping cabins far warmer than what Americans are used to.)

The bathrooms were more or less normal, save for a KLM classic, the Delft-house decorations. Theyre found all over its branded materials, and even on the escalator to the Crown Lounge.

Amenities and IFE

TPG Rating

12/15

16in

Screen

250

Movies

200

TV Shows

No

Live TV

No

Tailcam

As customary, I found pillow and comforter already on the seat, and headphones in the mini storage locker. Amenity kits were distributed later.

The amenity kit by Dutch designer Jan Taminiau, featuring the colors of the Dutch flag, was distributed to each passenger just after flight attendants closed the overhead bins prior to pushing back from the gate. It had the basics for a long-haul flight: socks, toothpaste and toothbrush, eye mask and earplugs, moisturizer, lip balm and a pen useful for immigration forms.

More toiletries were found in the two bathrooms exclusive to business class, which were spotless throughout the seven-hour, 40-minute flight. Hair gel, body mist and hand-and-body lotion were a limited edition by Rituals for KLM. Besides the pillow and comforter, I didnt receive any other amenities like slippers or pajamas.

These KLM aircraft feature crisp, 16-inch screens, with about 250 movies to watch in at least 14 languages, and a gorgeous moving map: this was a good IFE, and I enjoyed it thoroughly.

The Wi-Fi internet disconnected a few times, but was otherwise quite usable. I paid 18 euros ($20) for the whole flight, a much better deal than the other choice of 8 euros ($9) for one hour. (If you just wanted to send or receive text messages, that was free.) The Speedtest app kept timing out, but the internet was fast enough for videos, albeit with some buffering.

The headphones supplied by the airline were of the fairly rare three-prong kind, with OK not outstanding sound quality.

The beautiful 3D moving map could also be loaded on the smaller display in the remote, which retained full pinch-and-zoom functionality.

The cockpit-view function is increasingly popular in IFEs, and for aviation geeks its a delight every time. After our takeoff on schedule at 5:45 p.m., I followed on the screen our climb from sea level straight to our initial cruising altitude of 36,000 feet in 25 minutes which happened in near silence, despite my position just in front of the righthand engine.

The flight unfolded entirely in darkness. In late June, say, the views out of the window would have been spectacular, one long sunset seen from the edge of the stratosphere, but in early November we flew at night from start to end.

Food and Beverage

TPG Rating

15/20

2

Meals

Nicolas Feuillatte Brut Rserve

Champagne

No

Dine on Demand

Are you even flying on a Dutch airline if youre not offered a Heineken? Of course not, and a can of the national beer of the Netherlands was on the tray that a flight attendant brought down the aisle as boarding finished. There were also Champagne, orange juice and water. (Incidentally, the two stripes on the flight attendants sleeve identified her as a senior cabin attendant in the KLM rank insignia system.)

At my seat, I found a menu and wine list, with the KLM logo inside a Delft-porcelain motif. The airlines Champagne may have been a midrange Nicolas Feuillatte Brut Rserve, but its taste in graphics was impeccable.

On the wine list, I noticed a cocktail described as a special lighter, crisper version of a Negroni, with Dutch genever (a typically Dutch kind of gin), chosen because both KLM and the Negroni were born in 1919. When the drinks cart arrived at my seat, half an hour after takeoff, I asked for it, with a small bowl of nuts and sparkling water.

The nuts should have been warm and the drink in a wider glass, but those are minor quibbles to have at 36,000 feet, and the Negroni-ish was indeed lighter and crisper than the original, a true pleasure.

For dinner, I could choose among two appetizers, three entrees and two desserts. For the appetizer, I had tomato soup over the other choice, salmon and spicy mango with hazelnut-cucumber-pepper-and-mango dressing.

All three main courses featured potatoes, in an apparent nod to a classic Dutch staple food. My choice was panfried cod and Dutch prawns with herb potatoes, roasted sweet potatoes and broad beans in a mussel gravy. The other two entrees were miso-marinated chicken thigh with carrots, potato puree, Brussels sprouts in an orange beurre blanc sauce; and beef stew with red cabbage, potatoes and cornichons.

For dessert I could have a cheese plate blue cream cheese, Klaver Roem and Leerdammer Caractre, all Dutch cheeses, served with crackers and grapes or sweet bites: brownie with ganache, a chocolate-caramel tartlet and a lemon cheesecake with raspberries. I went with the cheese, and a glass of New Zealand riesling from a simple, five-wine list. It also featured a Chilean chardonnay and three reds: a grenache from France, an Argentinian malbec and a South African shiraz.

Things sounded promising on paper. But when dinner service began, they went awry.

The galley ran out of the salmon appetizer for everybody who wanted it, and flight attendants proposed alternatives to at least two passengers. This happens, I said to myself, no biggie. Space on board is limited, and not everybody gets their first choice on every flight. In any case, I had the tomato soup, which was very good, and though the salad was a bit wilted, it came with a zingy beetroot dressing that was as cheeky as the salt and pepper shakers in the shape of Dutch clogs.

But then I waited 30 minutes between the appetizer and entree, and the flight attendant assigned to my aisle got confused and thought I had ordered the chicken, not the cod.

They hadnt loaded enough cod anyway, he said, seeming a little confused about what was going on in his galley, but after some inquiry he turned up one stray cod entree for me. And good thing he did, because it went beautifully with the riesling.

The silverware had pretty inlaid handles, and the carts were ornamented with the same motif as the menus.

With dessert, the flight attendant brought around a box of chocolates in the shape of, you guessed it, Delft houses. I had two, and I could have had more. They were excellent, and so were the cheeses. By the time I was done with all of it, though, it had been a 90-minute dinner, and when your flight is under eight hours and at night, you may want a service flow that maximizes sleep instead of time spent eating.

A half hour later it was lights out in the cabin, when we were already nearing the southern tip of Greenland, four and a half hours out from Toronto.

Ninety minutes before landing, after some sleep, it was time for the second meal service. The appetizer was a sweet-potato salad with white cheese and pomegranates, followed by either a cheese quiche or an Angus beef burger with cheese, and then by an apple pie. The meal was served with pepper jelly and deep-fried onions on the side. I got the burger and a Coke, which proved to be a good choice. And the apple pie that followed was perfectly warm.

KLM did not let me go hungry. It wasnt top-quality, but it was perfectly competent airplane food, in abundant amounts.

Service

TPG Rating

11/15

No

Extra Pillows

No

Turndown Service

Would you like a house, Mr. Riva? the flight attendant asked me after the last dish had been removed from my tray. On any other airline, I would have thought that a weird question, but in KLM business class it could mean only one thing. It was time for the distribution of the miniature Delft porcelain houses filled with liquor, which the airline gives away as souvenirs to business passengers.

The one distributed on KL695 that day wasnt any old house, either.

Its the house where our king and queen live, he said.

According to the booklet that came with it, Huis ten Bosch is the residence of King Willem-Alexander, Queen Mxima and their children. Thats the very king who occasionally moonlights as a KLM pilot, but there was no royalty at the controls on my flight: His Majesty is qualified on the Boeing 737, not the 787.

That very nice interaction with the flight attendant and the story behind the Delft house ended the flight on a high note for me, but overall, the service was OK, not great. There were moments of slight confusion during meal services, and dinner lasted way too long.

Overall impression

You dont need to be an aviation enthusiast to see how pretty this 787 was on the inside and out, and even a casual flyer notices the Dreamliners smooth, quiet ride. Add a very good biz-class seat, and you have the makings of a very nice Atlantic crossing.

Coming off the flight on a cold night in Toronto, I reasoned that Id just flown in a better biz seat than most Delta One seats, certainly better than any Lufthansa seat short of first class, and on par with the best seats offered on KLMs sister airline, Air France. It would just have needed better service to compete for greatness. That said, you would not be disappointed if you redeemed a reasonable number of miles for KLM biz class on the Dreamliner.

All photos by the author.

Arplis - News source https://arplis.com/blogs/news/great-seat-so-so-service-a-review-of-klms-business-class-on-the-787-9-from-amsterdam-to-toronto

[pyrodarknessanny]

1-50

Get to Know Me

1. What is you middle name?

felicity

2. How old are you?

29

3. When is your birthday?

in july

4. What is your zodiac sign?

cancer /year of the dragon

5. What is your favorite color?

green

6. What’s your lucky number?

12

7. Do you have any pets?

2 birds, well over 100 mice , 14 snakes,  4 fish *(pending)

8. Where are you from?

Australia

9. How tall are you?

hobbit sized

10. What shoe size are you?

8 / 9

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?

6

12. What was your last dream about?

that Picolo from DBZ got a new form , like super sayian but for nameks

13. What talents do you have?

arts ????   working with animals

14. Are you psychic in any way?

maybe ???  weird things do happen from time to time

15. Favorite song?

atm none really

16. Favorite movie?

IT *(2017)

17. Who would be your ideal partner?

my SO as of now  :D

18. Do you want children?

nope

19. Do you want a church wedding?

im not fussed

20. Are you religious?

nope

21. Have you ever been to the hospital?

yes

22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law?

one time I got a notice of seizure on something I tried to buy online ,other than that no.

23. Have you ever met any celebrities?

quite a few now, most recent was Robbert Engulnd

24. Baths or showers?

showers

25. What color socks are you wearing?

none

26. Have you ever been famous?

nope

27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?

no way

28. What type of music do you like?

bit of a mixed bag , techno , SKA , rock, etc.

29. Have you ever been skinny dipping?

nope

30. How many pillows do you sleep with?

5

31. What position do you usually sleep in?

side

32. How big is your house?

our area is a 1 bedroom self contained flat , but the whole building is a 2 story brick 5 bed room.

33. What do you typically have for breakfast?

coffee

34. Have you ever fired a gun?

nope

35. Have you ever tried archery?

nope

36. Favorite clean word?

meme

37. Favorite swear word?

fuck

38. What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep?

3 weeks

39. Do you have any scars?

a few

40. Have you ever had a secret admirer?

you mean a stalker? ... once i nearly had to call the cops.thankfully the threat of calling the cops gave this person the hint

41. Are you a good liar?

nah

42. Are you a good judge of character?

i’d like to think so

43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?

badly

44. Do you have a strong accent?

i don’t think so but others have said that i do?

45. What is your favorite accent?

dont have one

46. What is your personality type?

reserved at first but over all outgoing

47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing?

the dress i had to ware to my SO’s aunties wedding .  it was like $200 retail

48. Can you curl your tongue?

yes

49. Are you an innie or an outie?

innie

50. Left or right handed?

lefty