#i just like giving amai a hard time

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[itsthatmff]

helllooo, can you write boyfriends headcanons with other men like flashy flash and amai mask please? ~

IM FINALLY BACK WITH MORE HEADCANONS! writing for these was so hard- it was my first time doing amai mask too- I hope they turned out well 😩

Please keep the requests incoming I’ll try to work through them! I’m sorry for taking so long and Thank you so much for the patience.

Boyfriend Headcanons on OPM men Pt. 2

Fem!reader

Included: Flashy flash, Amai mask, Saitama, Zombie man

Flashy Flash

Having him as a boyfriend sure isn’t for the weak

He’s definetly the leader of the sassy man apocalypse

He takes his night routine SERIOUSLY like you will have a 20 step hair routine and a spa session

He gives great hair care tips though

Lets you braid his hair when you’re bored or does your hair when you’re tired

Gossiping with him is super fun

When he’s annoyed or jealous he scoffs a lot

Tiny bit reluctant over physical affection but his hugs and kisses feel so gentle, you could melt into them.

He goes all out when you’re on your period, like he knows exactly what you need and what to do.

Gifts you hairclips on random occasions !

Doesn’t like you touching his katana cuz he’s worried you’ll hurt yourself.

You get the best dates with him because he knows the best spots, prefers staying at home with you though in case one of his opps are after him.

He does bicker with you from time to time because he knows you too well and can’t be bothered to deal with your overdramatic ass

"Yeah fine we get it you’re just angry because you’re craving some desserts. Stop whining and lets go get it.“

Amai Mask

Might seem like a narcissistic and selfish bastard at first but he really just has issues

As a boyfriend he might not be able to spend much time with you since he is a hero AND a celebrity with a filled schedule

Makes sure to spoil you rotten tho

You get expensive gifts from him on a weekly basis and he takes you out to the best restaurants

He has to be very discreet with your relationship since it could cause him a bad reputation and backlash from the media

Whenever he’s overwhelmed or had a bad day he seeks comfort in your embraces

Feels like you’re the only one who understands him

Genuinely opens up to you and shows you his vulnerable side from time to time

He gets VERY jealous like he better not catch you admiring some other hero

At first he’d laugh it off not wanting to believe such a thing but slowly the jealousy would start creeping up

“You’re mine understood?”

Is just scared of u leaving him

He calls to tell you there’s a new magazine out that features him and wants you to buy it.

Thinks you’re his biggest supporter and likes to brag about you.

Saitama

Dates consist of gaming or getting deals at different supermarkets

I can totally imagine that he’s willing to try some new things at the convenience store with you and do taste tests.

Never rates the food a 10/10 cuz he thinks Genos could do it better.

YES sometimes Genos DOES make dinner dates for you two, he goes all out making a 5 star dinner for his sensei and his girlfriend.

Saitama secretly loves it when you come and sit on his lap as he watches tv.

He may not look like it but he really notices the small details, like he’ll ask if you put on different perfume or shampoo. Does it so sleek too.

He’d lean in to your neck and WHISPER INTO YOUR EAR

"Hm..you smell so good, got a new perfume?“

This guy just knows how to get you flustered

Is very nonchalant about most things, doesn’t really get jealous. (Unless you’re being overly nice to someone that has like really good hair)

“Yo genos. How much do you think a hair transplant costs?”

“Why are you asking sensei?”

“No reason really..” as he GLARES at the guy you’re talking to.

Doesn’t call you often, more like he randomly texts you what he’s doing and if your schedule matches his you both hangout.

Wants to climb up the ranks in order to impress you and loves to tell you about his day when he gets home.

Gets the most expressive around you.

He kicks out Genos when you two need your private time.

Gives the best piggy back rides.

Zombieman

Hands down the best boyfriend out there

He’s so chill about everything

Likes to take you everywhere with him, especially on shooting ranges, coffee shops or jazz bars

Respects your boundaries a lot, if you don’t like the smoke from his cigarettes he’ll try not to smoke around you, if you’re a smoker yourself he always looks forward to smoke some with you.

You both have a very casual relationship, there’s no awkwardness at all nor the cheesiness and pampering

That also includes physical affection. Cuddling on the couch or holding hands seems natural to you.

As nihilistic as he is, he can’t hide whenever he’s jealous.

“Was it fun chatting to that human?” He’d ask whilst pressing down the last remaining of his cigarette onto the whiskey glass. He wasn’t upset, more like curious of what you saw in another man.

Only calls you in the evenings after he walks you home. Likes to hear your voice before he goes to sleep.

He loves to get you roses

Asks childish emperor for advice on what to get you. Doesn’t even realise himself that he slips in your name in every conversation.

Is the kind of boyfriend that is happy enough to just watch you from afar.

Never ever gets aggressive with you. In fact you’ve never seen him angry.

Likes to polish his guns while you sit on his lap.

[readychilledwine]

✨️ACOTAR Booty Headcanons✨️

💕Peep the thigh headcanons here💕

Warnings - Butts. Fanart of butts. Nakey butts. Bubble butts. Lady butts. Man butts.

Up next? ✨️ Hands ✨️

✨️Body Headcanons Masterlist✨️ Master Masterlist ✨️

Edited to add - short plus size Elain sneak peak

A/N - for @lady-of-tearshed, I hope this meets all your dreams, my love.

A message from Mother - You, my sweet dear reader, are gorgeous as you are. You are real, touchable, and made with imperfections that enhance your beauty and uniqueness. You are a treasure. Do not compare yourself to a single body on this list.

Rhysand-

I like to start off strong..

Rhysand has a very bite-able booty.

He is slightly leaner than Azriel and Cassian, but he still has a firm butt.

Rhysand loves to wear tight slacks, just to watch your pretty little brain go blank when you see his ass.

He sleeps naked and it's hard for you not to just.. touch the booty.

To be fair, he loves to keep his hand (and hand print) on your butt, too.

Art by Amai actually just posted Rhysand butt fanart. Enjoy it below

Cassian-

John Cena has been described as having a military grade ass with an inhuman body.

Cassian also has an inhuman body, so it makes sense that my guy has a military grade ass.

Cassian has butt muscles in places you didn't even know you could have butt muscles.

It is intimidating. Very intimidating.

But you LOVE watching this man walk. Especially when he's walking to the bathroom to grab towels for aftercare.

Azriel-

Azriel's ass surprised you in the best way.

Azriel is lean compared to Cassian, so his bubble butt shocked you.

Much firm. Still jiggle.

You were ready for this jelly.

Azriel gets super shy when you tell him how good his butt looks, but he's like that one friend who secretly loves it and makes sure to wear the same pants/skirt/shorts the next time they see you so you are in love with their deliciousness again.

Sometimes, you just sneak up on Azriel and accidentally squeeze. In front of his family. But don't worry. He squeezes yours back.

Tamlin-

I'm disappointed I can't find this gif when I need it.

We can all hate on Tamlin as much as we want, but SJM herself says the man is muscular.

I imagine Tamlin was worried about his arms and chest being thicker than his legs, so he started hitting legs and glutes hard.

Then, the next thing he knows, he has a damn shelf.

He hates when you touch his butt though. He'd prefer you touch him other places.

But you bet your ass he is touching yours

Lucien-

I stand by Lucien having Chris Hemsworth's body type.

Lucien had the perfect, truly bite-able ass.

You constantly have your hand in his back pocket.

You constantly are giving it a little smack so it jiggles.

You always walk behind him.

Lucien loves the way you worship his body. He's insecure about his scars, so you loving every inch of him helps.

Eris-

Daddy 🫠🫠

Eris has the captain America Dorito proportions build, and I hope all of you know *exactly* what I am talking about.

I imagine Eris as slim muscular, and when I decided to do these, I needed him to have Chris Evans's ass

I mean look at it

Imagine that ass in Eris's finely tailored clothing.

Imagine that ass getting off a horse.

You're touching him. Constantly. And he loves it.

He loves that you seem to think he's some sort of God.

And he really loves it when you touch his butt because you begged him to treat you as his equal, meaning that ass of yours is in his hands quickly.

Helion-

You know when a guys thighs are so thick they become one with his dump truck? Helion.

He actually requires a CDL for his ass.

You can't really tell until he's naked and turns around due to the thickness of his thighs, but this male has ass for days.

And his ass is FIRM. There is not an ounce of fat on him.

He considers his ass a trophy of sorts, so touching it is only for those privileged to.

Luckily you have that privilege.

Oh, look.. I included the Archeron sisters

Feyre-

Don't accuse me of doing our girl dirty, but I picture Halle Berry in her Catwoman suit when I think of Feyre's body.

The reason you can't accuse me of doing her dirty is because the things I'd do if Halle Berry told me to do them are extreme.

I picture Feyre as very lean, very cut, and she had the cutest baby bubble butt.

She's definitely the friend who thinks she has no booty until you help her find the right outfit for the booty.

She also blushes whenever you touch it.

She wishes it was bigger sometimes, but a few spanks in, and she's telling you she's perfect as she is.

I wish I could find a better picture of this 🫠

Nesta-

Nesta I also picture as tight and lean.

For some reason when I read her, I picture Adriana Lima, but with blonde hair.

Maybe it's because I think Nesta has sultry vibes?

Nesta tries to keep herself small. It's ingrained deeply into her head because of her mother and grandmother that she has to be small.

She's also constantly training, so it keeps her tight.

She may not have the biggest ass, but that thing is the best apple you've bit

Elain-

If you don't know by now, you're about to: elain at minimum is slim thick.

I personally see truly happy glowing elain as mid to plus size, and I'm hoping for mid to plus size elain once this stupid shipwar is over.

Right now, though, elain is slimthick.

She's still recovering from her spicy sadness days, and her recovery has her doing squats in the garden

Ass. For. Days.

It's why she actually doesn't wear pants. She tried once and every almost had a collective mass failure heart attack.

So now, her booty is reserved for you and you alone.

You love it when she wears cheeky things in the bedroom.

I imagine elain is super into impact play because she loves the way you compliment her recoil.

I think she's secretly proud of her booty. She just doesn't want anyone else to know. So sssshhhh.

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[yurishica]

I have something like ideas for my YanSim rewrite, it's about order of rivals

First rival is Muja Kina. In that interpretation she's a student, who's interested in medicine and plans to build a career in this sphere. She's still clumsy and sometimes light-headed. I think that eliminating Osana is actually too hard for a first rival, because of Raibaru and because she already has good reputation, so, I think Muja would fit better, because her reputation is not really good and she doesn't have any person who will protect her if she's in danger.

Amai is the second rival. She has better reputation and when she's at school she will be busy with a bake sale, so her elimination will be harder.

Kizana is the third. She has high reputation and will spend most of her free time on the gym scene with drama club members + I think art club members could be there to prepare decorations.

Oka Ruto is the fourth rival. In my vision she will be hard to eliminate because if other occult members see you trying to hurt Oka, they will fight with you like protective person. They're not invincible, so you can beat them.

Asu Rito is the fifth rival and she's physically strong and she can fight back against front attacks. Her event is the sport competition.

The sixth rival is Osana and her elimination is similar to game. While not being really strong herself, she has a friend who's invincible.

The seventh rival is Mida Rana and she's still a teacher. I don't think that she really loves Taro, she just wants to "play" with him, while not really being interested in him as a person. It's hard to imagine how matchmaking would work in her case, maybe she will be the only rival who can't be matchmade (Or matchmaking won't exist in my rewrite at all. I think it's interesting as a gameplay mechanic, but I don't like it as a concept idk)

The eighth rival is Osoro and I think she's kinda cool as a concept and I can understand why she's hard to eliminate, so I don't think that she really needs to be rewritten

Hanako is ninth and I don't really understand how she would work as a rival, because she's well, his sister, so I don't think she will confess to him under the cherry tree. And is she really a danger? I think the only reasonable elimination for her is friendship. Expelling her doesn't work, because she will see him at home, maybe matchmaking could work, though I don't think that just giving her a boyfriend solves her emotional addiction with her brother.

Megami is tenth and same to Osoro. She's good

[yansimstorythatiwillnotworkon]

Miyuji Shan

Name: Miyuji Shan

Gender: Female

Class: 3-2

Club: Light Music

Persona: Social Butterfly

Reputation:

Overall: +50

Liked: +50

Respected: +100

Feared: 0

Crush: None

Strength: Incapable

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The main thing about Miyuji that I'd like to emphasize is her past anxiety. I mentioned it up above, but when she was in grade school or middle school, she screwed up in a talent show. Not only could she not handle the failure, but she couldn't handle the bullying and constant comments made about her performance.

A canon idea for her that I'm content with is her parents not often being around. When she messed up her performance, her parents weren't there to help her, although her mother did pick her up from school. After Miyuji proved to be too anxious to go back to school, her mother had to homeschool her.

This really just consisted of her shooting her an email with the work she needed to do and telling her to email it back when she's finished. Eventually, a couple of years later, Miyuji's parents both got too busy with their work to help Miyuji, so they sent her back to public school with a daily therapist appointment.

With the help of her therapist and her peers (like Furredo and Geiju), she stepped out of her shell a bit before ultimately deciding to transform herself completely. Now she is the Myuji we know today.

One thing I'm not sure if I'll keep is Myuji shutting down the club if one of the members goes missing or is killed. I did mention that I wanted to shrink the club member necessity down, and I don't think Miyuji would immediately give up on her club even if one was gone.

If that number increased to all of her friends being gone, then she'd likely start hanging out along before deciding to be homeschooled again. Not just because of anxiety this time, but because of depression after losing her friends and the club she worked so hard to keep up.

I think that if Miyuji lost her club mates one by one, she would get increasingly anxious and worried each time until deciding to leave. (This just serving as the in-between so that we don't have instances like Amai reacting the same to one or all of her clubmates missing.)

[lemonthepotato]

Amai’s Week

I didn’t even know until today that Amai had a week, that’s how hard this game fell off. Anyway, boy do I have some criticisms.

1) We need that many ways to enter a building in a mission? Why? It ends the same no matter what. The mission is still linear.

2) The dialogue in this game is so stiff and not how people talk. Never played a Hitman mission where the target said “I’m going to be here at X time, doing Y thing, blah blah blah” but Amai is kind enough to specify the times she’ll be serving food. Yeah, it’s kind of intuitive to not exit the classroom and start serving octodogs, the cooking club should know it’ll only be at morning, lunch and after school.

3) Amai’s sabotage events are so silly. I remember jokingly thinking “what? are we going to be giving him a pink apron or something?” as a JOKE. And then it HAPPENED, essentially. These characters are meant to be adults LARPing as teenagers but even a teenager has more maturity than “oh, you made an apron I didn’t like!” What? Did Ayano draw a swastika on it or another hate symbol? The game refers to it as a ‘lame’ apron, which implies it’s more likely that Ayano used a bland colour scheme. I’m sorry, but “I wanted a black apron but you made me a pink one, that offends me” is not on the same level. And by the way- if Amai’s food is giving people food poisoning due to Ayano’s sabotage, why is she still allowed to run the bake sale???

I was genuinely thinking “surely, it’s more going in this direction” during the picnic talk. It was. So, what? Amai is supposed to control the insects?

If you sabotage all of Amai’s events, Senpai should get the sense that she’s a BAD COOK. Literally all. Her sabotage events are NOT enough to warrant being cut off or rejected.

4) I like how no one in this game questions a giant ass water fountain placed randomly in a room.

5) THE LOVE CONFESSION DOESN’T MAKE AMAI LOOK GOOD, EITHER. Who the FUCK says “yeah, I know I’ve known you for a week, but I was actually pissed at you for mourning your dead friend because… what about me???”

OKAY, TO BE FAIR, THAT “MAKE SURE YOU KEEP THAT IN MIND” LINE FROM AYANO GOES HARD ASF 🔥

6) Okay lol I just. I love how funny Kizana is.

I like to imagine Ayano and Senpai are in some Truman Show situation where Info-chan is just hiring all these colourful personalities to rizz Senpai to create the craziest situations ever. Like Ayano is just some institutionalised person who was dragged out by a studio to be exploited in her dire mental state. Can’t wait to get Kizana in 2025 and Oka in 2026.

Look I’m an Amai defender but spitting in someone’s food is VILE. The reason I don’t go to… let’s call it OldRonalds is because three employees spat in my food. I had three occasions. Yeah, wasn’t risking a fourth. AND IT’S IMPLIED SHE DID THIS SEVERAL TIMES. That is NASTY.

7) Yeah I definitely talk to myself when cooking. That’s totally normal.

8) SHE TELEPORTS IMMEDIATELY TO THE FLOOR. ALSO HOW WOULD NO ONE HEAR THAT???

9) A small pet peeve of mine over the years is the line “oh my god! is that a dead body?” when talking about their classmates. Akademi is a small school, where everyone should know each other. Maybe- like “Oh my god! [character’s surname, because it’s Japan, or whatever their nickname is considering Akademi has nicknames]? A-are you okay? I need to get help!”

10) Ben Shoku-ro asks us to essentially stalk Amai. Very normal. See, this is why I headcanon that Akademi is just a mental institution disguised as some… high school LARP. A very ineffective one, too.

11) I like how everyone has the exact same criticism with the exact same wording towards Amai’s cooking.

12) “You shoot 100% of the takes you don’t miss” is such a funny quote. No shit Sherlock.

13) “juvenile delinquent” aren’t they 18? C’mon, if you’re gonna use the “they’re actually 18” excuse, be consistent about it.

14) Welcome to Writing 101. In Inkyu and Sakyu’s conversation on Friday, the pink one (Inkyu, I believe) says “however?” While Inkyu is gathering her thoughts. It doesn’t add tension to the scene, they’re talking about fucking studying. It happens twice, actually. It’s awkward and drags on too long. I’m a writer, not a programmer, but surely there has to be a way to make the dialogue end faster?

Also Horuda canonically drawing kill art is real asf. She is not okay in the head and is expressing her emotions to avoid doing something dangerous. This is what we call showing, not telling. This is something this game struggles at.

15) Wait, Kyuji stalking Osana is a bounty? What if the player match made them? Is the game seriously gonna punish you for doing the pacifist route?

16) Why can Toga walk on bushes???

Okay if Senpai’s new personality is himbo than I kinda fw him.

HELP DID YANDEREDEV FORGET TOGA WASN’T A CREEP SO HAD TO RETCON IT?? Same with Horo, though I think Horo being weird was inferred by the demon Easter egg.

17) Also, another general criticism, but the dialogue in this game is so wonky. Instead of “Hey, blah blah, did you know blah blah dislikes gossip?” It could be “Hey, blah blah, X said to me gossipers were all evil people. Ridiculous, right? Who doesn’t gossip from time to time? Guess that’s what I’m doing” or something shorter than that. And things like money and violence shouldn’t even be discussable topics. I’m sorry but “Hey, Horuda Umetsu, did you know Amai Odayaka dislikes violence” would receive an “okay? don’t we all?” IRL. Like even though Horuda is prone to violence no one’s going around shaming people for disliking it WTF.

(Edit: Btw, before Amai came out, I made my own version of Amai’s week a year ago, along with the other rivals, but honestly? They suck. I’ll add them anyway, if you wanna check them out, but I got lazy halfway through and began half assing stuff: Amai, Kizana, Oka, Asu, Muja, Mida, Osoro, Hanako, Megami. I’m not saying these are better than the game. The way I characterised Kizana, for example? Canon Kizana is much better. The writing on these posts were somehow cringier than the actual writing. Why share it then? Dunno. I like humiliating myself? Oddly, I got a lot of nice DM’s from people about them at the time. I also made a shitty AU.) (I have more posts over there, like a mission mode concept ending) (also, it was only a year ago, but I feel like my writing has improved a ton since then)

Addendum: Not sure if I gave the impression I support YandereDev. I don’t.

[crimsonedquill]

Falling asleep together headcanons (+ reactions)

Was in the mood for some fluffy headcanons so I decided to treat myself. Here's how I picture the main cast falling asleep together with MC plus other characters reacting to it 🖤

Poppy Sweeting 🦡

Snuggling together in the crook of Highwing’s wing is just perfect. It’s warm, safe, and it comes with the additional benefit of Hippogriff protection. Also, she totally has a pet Niffler to keep away bad dreams.

Natty’s reaction: Finds it adorable. She’s glad Poppy has finally found a human friend she dares to be this intimate with. Also, she likes how they resemble a mother keeping watch over her young ones; it reminds her to go give her own amai a hug.

Anne’s reaction: She sees a parallel as well, but with her brother. She’s reminded of the comfort of his arms, where she always feels like everything will be all right and nothing can hurt her. Kinda wants a therapeutic sleep Hippogriff now too.

Natsai Onai 🦁

They fall asleep in front of a fireplace in the Room of Requirement, MCs head on her lap. She lovingly strokes their hair until she feels her own eyelids getting heavier. Might as well close them for a quick nap of her own.

Poppy’s reaction: She passes them on her way to the vivariums. Merlin, that’s lovely. She would absolutely join them if she weren’t so terribly busy. But here, they can have a Puffskein to keep them warm and comfortable.

Sebastian’s reaction: It’s a moment of bittersweet deja vu for him. Anne used to sleep on his lap like that all the time when they were little. Hopefully Natty is able to offer MC the same comfort as he was back then.

Imelda Reyes 🐍

A high castle tower or a nice tall mountain spire; as long as it’s hard to reach so no one can bother them when they finally have a moment to their own. The temperatures might not be ideal, but they have each other’s body warmth to keep them warm.

Poppy’s reaction: She spots them while taking Highwing out for a flight around the highlands. She chuckles to herself as she watches them cuddle just a few feet away from a head-dizzying drop. That looks nice; she must try that out with Highwing sometime.

Amit’s reaction: He’s out stargazing when he spots something curious on the top of a high mountain. As he adjusts his telescope, his mouth falls open… is that?

Well, to each their own, he supposes. Personally, he prefers the relative comfort of the Astronomy Tower.

Ominis Gaunt 🐍

He introduces MC to the amazing concept of floors. There are lots of them and they’re so comfortable too! He’s glad to point them to all his favourite spots so they can nap together between classes… or after.

Natty’s reaction: She think’s a bit impractical, but it actually looks quite wholesome. Next time she’ll have to remember to offer MC her flank to sleep on if they ever feel tired. Gazelle fur probably makes for a better pillow than cold stone.

Amit’s reaction: He’s so engrossed in his Astronomy manual that he doesn’t see the two bodies on the floor until he trips over them. Will hastily apologise to the two groggy faces turning up to him and take his leave. Who in Merlin’s name sleeps on the ground?

Sebastian Sallow 🐍

Can’t go wrong with a certified classic. History of Magic is the perfect time to catch up on the sleep they lose running around the Restricted Section at night. He will offer MC his shoulder to lean on and they quietly doze off together… until woken up by the cold shower of a certain mind-numbing spectral Professor passing through them.

Ominis’ reaction: He’d recognise that snoring anywhere. Might come up with a sarcastic quip, but most of the time he will probably just join them. His friend has two shoulders, doesn’t he?

Imelda’s reaction: Would probably be more inclined to call the gesture romantic if they weren’t drooling all over each other. Merlin’s sake, go find a broom closet already.

Amit Thakkar 🦅

Stargazing is one of their favourite nightly pastimes. He’s so prudent, always bringing snacks and a big blanket to keep them comfortable as they take turns peering through the telescope. More often than not, they’ll end up cuddling together underneath it, MC softly falling asleep on his shoulder.

Anne’s reaction: Finds the whole display utterly romantic. If she’ll ever get another chance at a life free of pain, this is how she wants to spend it with her potential lover; falling asleep together under the beautiful night sky.

Imelda’s reaction: Hah. Nerds.

Anne Sallow 🐍

MC’s relaxing baths are just heavenly. They always take such good care of her, delicately washing her hair and shoulders until she feels herself drifting away from the physical pain and torment. MC will settle down next to the bath and hold her hand to make sure she doesn’t accidentally dip under water. Will probably close their own eyes for a minute too.

Ominis’ reaction: He didn’t mean to walk in on them, but he realises what’s going on when he hears the soft snoring coming from the bath. He smiles to himself. Good for them; it’s been so long since Anne had a decent rest. He’ll quietly take his leave to let them sleep.

Sebastian’s reaction: They are doing WHAT now?

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"LOVE I-I-ICREAM" lyrics in english + romanization ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

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LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-DARLING LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-FANCY LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-LOVE ME ♡ lets eat it quickly before it melts, do you like the flavour of being in love? (so sweet)like it? (but bitter) hate it? (tell me) like it? (bite me) Oh no, im distracting again! Dont you understand? Your fate between all the humans... is me! Your eyes looking at me (yum yum) your whispering voice (yum yum) 24 hours (yum yum) are specially tasty! (love it) Cant hide them anymore! (ding dong) My feelings are unraveling (ding dong) dont be mean to me (with you) love i-i-icecream, a hot dream, but also cold and sweet, would you like it? love i-i-icecream, everytime i taste it, i feel a thrilling feeling of summer! want more? love i-i-icecream, when im besides you, i feel like im melting, what should i do?! like vanilla, its not perfect! but ill keep hugging this heart ♡ LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-DARLING LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-FANCY LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-LOVE ME ♡ pick a different flavor, and tell me "take a bite" but you are drinking iced coffee always... is it the fault of the heat that everything seems so hard? i just wanna be spoiled limitless!! cheeks blushing (yum yum) even in my chest (yum yum) i want to be spoiled (yum yum) i want my favourite topping! even if its a filtratious game (meow meow) ot just greed (meow meow) its a proof that i love you! ♡ (you are) love i-i-icecream, why sometimes, you show me sweet but bitter dreams? love i-i-icecream, i want to stop the time, before it overflows! yes too (no too) ice too (hot too) with you (everything) i want to taste... you are so sweet, sweet, hey! love i-i-icecream, is it yummy? ♡ (hey! a lot more)love i-i-icecream, i want to be besides you, but i feel like ill get drunk, what should i do?! if chocolate its your favorite, kiss this heart! if it is raspberry, id give you my love! LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-DARLING LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-FANCY LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-LOVE ME ♡ do you have something by your lips? its exciting cream!

✮ romaji lyrics ✮⋆⊹ ࣪ ˖₊˚⊹⋆

LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-DARLING LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-FANCY LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-LOVE ME ♡ hayaku tabenakya toke chai sōdayo koisuru gentei no Flavor (So swēt) suki?(but bitter) kirai? (Tell Me) suki? (Bite Me!) mō yada, hora mata meutsuri chūdesho  wakaranai? unmei no hito wa... watashi tte! mitsumeru mega (Yumyum) sasayaku koe ga (Yumyum) niyo jikan (Yumyum) supesharu ni Tastey (Love it) kakusu hodo ni (dingdong) bareru omoi (dingdong) ijiwaru shicha dame ! kimi to ♡ LOVE I-I-ICECREAM atsuku tsumetai amai yume o mitai no īdesho?  Love i-i-icecream nametemitara  dokidoki suru natsu no yokan nee motto!  LOVE I-I-ICECREAM sobani ni itai  demo tokechai sōna no dō shiyō? banira mitai ni sunao janai, kono hātogoto idaki shimete LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-DARLING LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-FANCY LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-LOVE ME ♡ chigau aji erande "ne, hitokuchi chōdai" tte shitai  hā nanoni mata kimi wa aisu kōhī nonderu nanimokamo atsusano sei kana omoikkiri nē amaetai hoteru hō mo (Yumyum) mune no oku mo (Yumyum) yokubaritaiyo (Mumyum) kimi wo nomi no Topping (Love it)  kakehiki datte (Meow meow) kimagure datte (Meow meow) daisukina shoko jan! kimi wa LOVE I-I-ICECREAM toki ni setsunai  awai yume o miseru no dōshite?  LOVE I-I-ICECREAM kobore ochiru  ima jikan o tomete hoshī yesmo(nomo)icemo(hotmo)kimi to(zenbu) ajiwaitai  you are so sweet! sweet! hora love i-i-icecream, oishīdesho? "aan~" nē motto zutto ..!  LOVE I-I-ICECREAM sobani ni itai  demo yo kechai sōnano dōshiyō ?  chokorēto mitai ni honmeinara  kono hāto e to kisu o shite  razuberī kawari ni ai o nosete LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-DARLING LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-FANCY LOVE I-I-ICECREAM, LOVERY I-I-LOVE ME ♡ kuchi ni tsuiteru? tokimeki no cream

thats all,, yk if you have a req let me know!! :3 had a time trwying to undertand the goddamit kanjis... if i have a mistake let me know!! kisses (˶ˆᗜˆ˵)

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i could not find a mv, but i found a live and dancing practice!ദ്ദി(｡•̀ ,<)~✩‧₊

[organchordsandlightning]

a brief little thing I (belatedly) wrote to celebrate @shadow0haven's birthday! I know amai likes creechures so I wrote some little creechur fluff set something around S2! happy birthday, friend!

“Weren’t we just in a desert?” Arthur demanded, his teeth chattering. “How the hell is it suddenly this cold?”

Arthur, I don’t think rules from your world apply here. There’s places we could rest until this storm is over. Why don’t we –

Maybe it was John’s use of ‘your world’ that put Arthur on edge. Maybe he was in a contrarian mood. Maybe John’s new form was a constant reminder that, oh, yes, John used to be a part of something grander and terrible, and any semblance of a normal life for Arthur had ended the second he picked up that book.

“I’m f-fine,” he insisted. He grabbed the ends of his coat and pulled them tighter around his chest, trudging through the snow. Arthur swore the drifts were growing deeper, up to his calves from his ankles, and it slowed him down considerably. “Just t-t-t-tell me which direction to head. This way, you said, yeah?”

I… 

Something furry and fibrous from John flicked out, cuffing the top of his head inadvertently. “Watch it!” Arthur barked. “Christ, can’t you keep ahold of yourself?”

I couldn’t see. Sorry. 

“What, are your eyes at the end of those…” Arthur hadn’t asked John for a description of himself. John hadn’t seemed willing to give one, but the occasional brushes as he walked along didn’t promise anything mundane. All Arthur really knew was that John was massive, though whether he slithered, walked, or hopped along like a fucking Pogo stick was beyond Arthur’s grasp. The snow was blowing too hard for that. “Things?” He accused, frustrated.

Yeah, Arthur. What do you want me to do about it?

Arthur wanted to tell him where he could stick it, that might help, but a particularly cold flurry momentarily froze him in his place. He hadn’t felt his face for what felt like hours,. Though John’s temporary vacation from his mind had given him his hand back… well, what good was it when he couldn’t feel either of his hands? Arthur clapped them together, blew into them for warmth, and realized miserably that the very air inside his lungs was freezing. 

I can’t see where we’re going. It’s blizzarding, Arthur. You need to stop. 

“What do you mean, you can’t see where we’re going? You said the mountains were this way –”

You’ve been listing to the right.

“Because it’s fucking cold!” Arthur shouted, and perhaps he shouldn’t have, but the only thing boiling hot in him was his fucking temper. Might as well make use of it. Survived the forest, survived the desert, only to freeze to death. Perhaps the King would flit by and mount Arthur’s head on his wall – or John’s, whatever creature he’d become in the Dreamlands. “Because it’s fucking cold, and I’m tired, and I’m… I don’t…”

Too cold to cry. Far too cold to cry. He thought his eyes might have been freezing over; certainly when he blinked, he felt the ice from his lashes sting his sockets. 

There’s a snow drift over here. Again, John’s tendril passed over his head, guiding it to the right. It’ll provide some shelter from the wind. 

“It’s not the wind that’ll kill me, John. Is there anything we can do to, to start a fire? Something?”

No. I think the snow’s too deep for that, and I don’t see anything for kindling. But… I might be able to help with the cold. 

The ground shuddered underneath Arthur’s feet. With a jolt, Arthur realized that – whatever form John took now – he had just sat down, the mass of him enough to shake the earth. It’d been a long time since he’d been afraid of John, but there was a certain intimidation involved. After all, John hadn’t had a body for quite a long while, God only knew if he remembered how fragile human ones could be.

Something furry brushed along Arthur’s chest, followed by the slightest of weight. It felt like…

It felt like a paw. Four massive claw-tips pressed against his shirt, enough to break through the cotton but not the skin. Even with the blizzard around him, heat radiated from the skin of his paw-pads, the whiplash almost painful. 

“What are you, some giant lion?” 

What’s a lion? Something decidedly non-mammalian flicked against his shoulder, and Arthur decided against questioning further. Perhaps it was best not to know, given the creatures they’d faced before.

The reminder that warmth did exist in the world was not a very good incentive for Arthur to keep walking. Equally unpleasant was the idea of stopping, of spending a single second longer here than he really had to. All he wanted was to get home, god damn it, and the despair of it turned his limbs to lead.

“No chance I could just ride you?” Arthur asked half-hearted.

Uh… there’s, uh. Spines. I think they might be poisonous. John considered. I could pick you up in my teeth –

“Alright, where’s the drift?”

It wasn’t far; Christ, he was grateful for that. He swore the blizzard got worse as he stood, waiting for John to clear out what he could. While he did, he tried to keep an ear out for John’s movements – but the swoosh of John clearing away snow was almost imperceptible from the roars of the snow. Icy crystals embedded into his skin. Given the nature of the Dreamlands, Arthur couldn’t be sure that they weren’t. Maybe he was slowly dying, microscopic cuts from the inside bleeding him dry. A cheerful thought.

Okay, John rumbled, trundling up next to him. I think that’s all I can do. C’mon. 

“Right.”

Even if it wasn’t much warmer, a break from the wind was more than welcome. Arthur curled his knees up to his chest. If he could seek out an ounce of heat from his body, anywhere… but even his bones seemed frozen solid. His teeth chattered while he ducked his head to his chest, cowering in the cold.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. The ground trembled next to him as John grew closer. Christ, whatever John was, Arthur hoped he wasn’t about to be pulverized. That’d be an ignoble way to die, though quicker than the fucking ice! 

With a sigh that whistled in the back of his mind, John startled to settle. Arthur became aware of warmth radiating out towards him, almost tantalizingly close, before –

John squished him. A bit.

He didn’t think it was intentional, and didn’t raise much more than an ooph of alarm as something furry and solid knocked against his back. Arthur fell forward onto fur-covered ground – no, no, that was a paw. Arthur’s hands darted around, trying to see where he was, and he could feel the horrific curve of John’s sharpened claws peeking through the fur. Christ, the paw was nearly as big as he was, so what did that mean for…?

Will you stop moving? John growled, frustrated. If I break all of your fucking bones, it’ll be your fault. 

“What are you –?”

There really was a good deal of panicked uncertainty, not being able to see any of this. He tried, indeed, not to move until John settled, until a small weight came to rest on his head. Arthur reached up in curiosity, fingers passing through his fur, until he came across – eugh. What was –?

Get your hand out of my mouth, Arthur.

“Right. Sorry.” Arthur wiped his hand off on the front of his shirt. Gingerly, John curled his paw and moved Arthur with it. For his part, Arthur tried to cooperate in a way that wouldn’t get him inadvertently speared because John had had claws for all of a few hours. “This – this would be a lot easier if I knew what you’d looked like, you know. I understand, if you don’t want to tell me, but…”

He reached out, touching fur… and kept going. Jesus, how much fur did John actually have? He could lose himself up to his elbow and still didn’t meet skin. Eventually, the paw retreated, and Arthur was practically buffeted against –

Oh. Oh, he could hear John’s heartbeat, just faintly, ringing through… yes, Arthur fancied that he was pressed somewhere against John’s chest, with John curled up around him. 

(He tried not to think of the stray cat on the fire escape, the one he and Parker fed from time to time. How they’d come out one day to see her curled up around a litter of kittens, their little faces peeking out from her long, soft fur. Hell, he’d agree with the kittens on one thing - it beat freezing to death.)

As far as I can tell, I have the body of a lion. My tail is… it’s long, Arthur. There’s a poison stinger at the end of it, dripping poison. I’m not going to hit you with it.

“Much obliged for that.”

And… like I said, spines up and down my back. I have the face of a –

“A person?”

How did you know?

“Well,” Arthur said. His frigid bones were beginning to melt – already, the blizzard seemed so far away, the screaming winds so distant as not to matter. “It sounds like you’re describing a manticore. Tell me, have you got… wings, of some kind? Christ, could you fly?” This journey would get much easier if John could fly.

Uh… no? Oh, excellent. Arthur always loved when John acted like he was going mad. It’s just… tendrils. Lots of tendrils, some with pointed edges, others with… eyes. I won’t hit you with those, either.

“Eugh. Much obliged.” 

Able to get himself comfortable, Arthur stretched out. He could still hear John’s heartbeat, thumping reassuringly against his ear, and with the soft warmth of his fur, the solidity of his paw underneath his head… god, when was the last time he’d gotten to sleep somewhere at all comfortable? Nevermind a bed, a bed was too much to wish for. Just somewhere warm, like this.

“What’s your face look like?” He asked curiously. “If you’ve got the face of a person.”

I don’t know. I can’t… see my own face, no matter what I do. And you’re… 

Blind, yes. That made things difficult. “Well,” Arthur offered cheerfully, feeling peculiarly optimistic. It was good to have things to look forward to, amidst hell. At the very least it distracted the mind. “Soon as we get out of this storm, we’ll find a… a lake or something, you can look in. Even if this is all temporary, be good to actually put a face to you.”

Do you think it’ll be mine? Or… the King’s?

“I don’t think we’ll know until we see it, do we? See if it feels like yours.” 

Alright. John sounded more cautious than excited, but such as it was. You should get some rest, Arthur. I don’t know how long this storm will last, but it might be good to take advantage of the opportunity. I’ll wake you up when it stops.

That was sound strategy. When he’d first come over to the Dreamlands, the idea of sleeping here had been unfathomable… until, of course, he grew tired. Now he’d take anywhere that wouldn’t kill him as he slept.

He had no guarantees, here. Other than the big manticore tendril creature keeping watch over him. Hard to know if he could trust John here, given all that had happened, given all that they’d discovered John was…

But if he had to trust somebody, then he chose to trust John.

(At the very least, if John wanted to kill him in his sleep, he’d had plenty of opportunities before all this.) 

Arthur finally let the last muscle in his back relax. The curve of John’s claws rested on his head, but he didn’t flinch. 

Sleep well, Arthur, John rumbled, the noise coming from deep within his chest.

An absolutely mad place to sleep… but he was tired, and John was warm, and the fur enrobed him so completely. He could hear John’s breathing around him, he could hear the thump of John’s insistent heartbeat, and before Arthur could decide whether or not to give in and fall under, he drifted off.

[caniasfire]

@starcunin sent:

“  when you look at me,  i feel seen.  i feel like you see past everything i’ve always surrounded myself with to try and protect my heart.  no one has ever looked that deeply at me.  ”  

The fire within him spread across every inch of his body, lighting up every inch of him with pure magic, the sensation playing a dangerous game of tightroping on the line that separated euphoria with destruction. Joy mingled with a hint of sadness, and that helped hold back the intensity of his emotions. They clashed among each other inside him, every blow they took making it harder to breathe, and he was never sure which would come out on top. Sometimes he wondered if he would be able to feel that pure happiness he once felt, or if he was now doomed to always hide a note of melancholy behind it. Logically, he was over it, he understood what had happened, why it happened, it was in the past . . . but his heart was having a hard time letting go. 

Numbing out his feelings had been a tactic for survival before; if he didn’t give them anything, they couldn’t hurt him. So they would laugh, they would tease, they would lash out, but he’d remain expressionless. It’s why he cut off his tail. Now that he knew more about himself, the control he once exerted over his emotions was a bridge into controlling the fire within him, or at least attempt to control it enough as to burn everything but specific targets. Those who matter.

All that control didn’t exist around Astarion, though. He could feel the way he lit him up from the core of his being, the fire that was him growing wilder at the mere sight of the vampire. It rhythmically pressed against skin at the same pace of his heart, and the faster it beat the hotter he would burn all over. The glow around his eyes turned a brighter shade of yellow as he listened to the other, and he could hear himself in Astarion’s words. He, too, knew something about surrounding oneself with walls to keep everything out. Once he had been desperate for connection and let people slip in through the cracks – he pulled them in through the cracks, only to then reinforce his defenses to protect his heart when he found himself bleeding. With his walls high as ever, Astarion still managed to disarm him with just his eyes, and he would have to put great effort into avoiding to lean into the other’s touch. For all the bleeding he caused, he still made his heart beat in a rhythm he had become addicted to. It wasn’t the adrenaline of a bad decision, or the fear of looking at a devil in the eyes, it was something else that slowly had become strong enough to override the ache that had overtaken him not too long ago. 

He held Astarion’s hand in his own, fingers intertwined, his thumb caressing the side of the other’s palm. No one has ever looked that deeply at me. Amay squeezed his hand, his eyes drifting away from the other’s for a brief moment as he brought the pale hand to his lips, pressing a kiss against the delicate skin.

“Others always looked at me like I was the dirt beneath their shoes.” That was what was waiting for him once this was over, one way or another, he would be dragged back to hell if he didn’t figure out a way to claim his freedom. It’s a question that plagued him ever since they set foot on the city; what now? He had made his peace with the fact he had to go back to Cania, that that was where he belonged, but with every caress and affectionate words from Astarion he grew more and more hesitant. The future was uncertain, and it filled him with dread. “But whenever your eyes are on me, I feel like I’m the only person in the room.” He lowered his gaze to the pale hand in his grip once more, one claw gently pressing against the skin to draw circles on it. “I am glad that . . . you feel something similar when I look at you. You’re not just a pretty face to look at. You’re so much more than that to me. You always have been.” He began to trace the strokes for love in his language on the pale skin in his hands but stopped himself midway, a wave of shame hitting him. “Not saying you are not pretty to look at, though.” 

He fell silent for a moment, his eyes fixed on Astarion’s hand as he was lost in thought. 

“I don’t want to go back to Mephistar.” He blurted out. “I want to stay with you.” He squeezed Astarion’s hand slightly, his palms growing warmer. “I want to be with you, for as long as you’ll have me.”

[hopes-memorial]

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Amai ships

Gundham: They giggle a little as they lean up on their tip toes to kiss him softly, wrapping their arms around his neck as they pull him closer. They adore him so much, enough that even in such a gentle kiss, they don't pull away until they both need air. Staring into his eyes as they pant softly, they giggle a little before giving him a quick peck. "I love you, my beloved warlock."

Kiyotaka: Naturally, he was studying for too long again, and instead of just kissing him, he got in his lap and put his hands on the prefect's cheeks. They give him a hard stare for a moment before kissing him, hard. The fact that they had to do this to get him to stop wasn't lost on them, and while it worried them, they were fine with it if it meant they got to do this more often. When they pull away, they press their foreheads together and speak softly. "Come to bed, my beloved knight, please?"

Fuyuhiko: "My prince, my beloved prince~♪" They sing song as they get closer to him, wrapping their arms around him. It was always blissful when they were able to get away from everyone else and just be together, and while they wanted to ease him, just a little, they couldn't resist just giving him affection right now as they give him a soft, adoring kiss, closing their eyes and humming softly in it as they hold him even closer. Pulling away, they smile brightly at him. "Hehe, I love you, my prince."

Hajime: It was a slow day in the shop, and while they were enjoying working with Hajime, they couldn't help but feel a little bad that he was there doing nothing right now. It was always hard when school was in session. Popular as they were, there were still hours when there was nothing to do, so taking the opportunity to wrap their arms around him and give him a sweet kiss. Humming softly in delight, they sigh softly when they hear the door open and they pull away. "And just when things were getting fun... oh, well. Lets save that for closing, all right?"

Raijin: Amai giggles a little as the two of them get off the plane. They loved whenever they were able to be with him in the sky like this. It was exhilarating and freeing, and they just adored seeing their partner utterly in his element. Wrapping their arms around him, they plant a kiss on his lips, sweet and gentle as they look up at him. "That was so much fun. Amai will make sure to make lunch for us next time."

Naoko: Seeing their lover sleeping wasn't anything new for them. If anything it was all too common, but they couldn't help but to find it adorable still. Going over with a blanket, they drape it over his shoulders and take a moment after adjusting it to give him a kiss on the cheek. "Sweet dreams, my dearly beloved..." They mumble softly as they go to make him a snack for when the historian wakes up.

Takumi: Given how charismatic and utterly irresistible the thief was to them. It was only natural that they would be more than tempted to steal a kiss from him, just once... just to see if they even could do it, and it was while he was focused on something else that they found the perfect opportunity to do it. As the thief fiddled with the lock, they smirk as they steal a kiss on his cheek, giggling as they pull away quickly. "Hehe, got you, Takkun~"

Haruka ships

Yukino: Naturally, she needed very little reason to kiss her girlfriend, but right now, it was hard for her to resist the urge to. Seeing Yukino and Ursula together was a gift to her. Truly what sight could be more divine than seeing a goddess and beloved familiar together in such a sweet moment as the exorcist pet the sweet looking rabbit with so much love in her eyes. Putting a finger under her girlfriend's chin, she closes her eyes as she gives her a soft, sweet kiss, tempted to linger, but not wanting to take too much attention away from Ursula. "Hm.. apologies, my dearest raven, there was simply no force on earth that could have kept me from doing so... not with how enchanting you looked."

Gundham: It was really a blessing that her crows had someone else looking out for them. She fretted over them constantly, and with someone like Gundham that she could trust with them, she felt some sort of ease that she never felt before. It was the sort of security that she hadn't felt since she was a child, and as the two of them were feeding the birds one day, she couldn't resist but to sneak a kiss to his cheek, humming softly at the feeling. "You have my sincere gratitude..." She says softly before turning her attention back on the birds, not elaborating at all on what she was thanking him for.

Mikan: It wasn't often she was in the nurse's office for anything other than seeing to see if someone died or not, though today, she found herself there with a minor accident. Bullying wasn't as big of an issue for her now as it was back in her old school though it wasn't as though it didn't happen at Hope's Peak, too. Seeing the nurse fret over her hand that had been cut by the razors left in her desk, she smiles softly, enjoying the soft bandages that her girlfriend wrapped around her hand, and as she was done, she leaned forward and pressed a hand to her cheek before kissing her as softly as she could. "I thank you for your aid, my dearest angel..."

Others

Mei and Takumi: Even if they hadn't been dating long, as they were watching one of the terrible movies that he recommended, she had stopped paying attention to it at one point and just... stared at him. He was handsome, sure, but there was something about seeing him relaxed with her like this that was even better. His eyes were so soft like this, and the feeling of his arm around her only made her feel just as soft and relaxed if not more. As he turns to ask her something or to point something out, she can't help but to lean forward and to kiss him, softly, for a long moment before pulling away. "...sorry, I-I just... you just looked really kissable for a moment there."

Reiichi and Akihito: Watching anime movies, especially older shonen ones wasn't the highest thing on his list of what he liked to do, but he certainly couldn't complain when it was with Akihito. The mangaka was... actually pretty cute when he wasn't freaking out all the time, and doing something that he knew that Akihito liked certainly seemed to help keep him calm. During a scene that was particularly emotional, Reiichi looks over for a long moment, and before he even realizes what he's doing, he presses a kiss to the mangaka's cheek. "...sorry, hope that that was all right." Though, even as he said it... he already wants to do it again.

Shirou and Rei: The patient that they were working on was done for the night. Anymore, and they might lose their toy too soon. He had planned to draw this out a bit more, and while he was cleaning up his equipment, he couldn't help but look over at her staring at their work. Macabre as the situation was, he couldn't help but find her beautiful like this, covered in the blood of their victim while watching them react so strongly with the poison that she made with love and care. It was gorgeous, and once he was done, he went over and from behind, he leaned around to kiss her cheek. "I see you're enjoying the sight of it.. we did good tonight, though... would you like me to make dinner? I've been told I make great hamburger steaks."

Elodie and Kaori: Normally, she wouldn't even think of giving a date tickets to a show on Opening Night, but she couldn't help but be excited as she handed it to Kaori. A modern retelling of Cinderella starring her... it might be a bit of an arrogant thing to give to her date, though she wanted Kaori to really enjoy the play. Naturally, it was a hit, the crowd loved the performance, though whenever she looked to the crowd, her eyes fell on the small, green haired woman, wanting to see her reaction each and every time. After the show and after the crowd cleared out, she made her way to look for the storyteller, managing to get her alone. The moment they could, Elodie couldn't help but to kiss her, just like she had kissed the actor playing the prince on stage, though while that had only appeared magical, this felt like it. It was almost addicting, the way that Kaori's lips tasted to her, and it almost made her mournful when she had to pull away. "Ah, my apologies, ma cherie, but I simply could not resist taking the chance to experience a real true love's kiss after tonight..."

Tsurugi and Etsuko: It kind of impressed him that she was able to pick up on card games so quickly. Honestly, he didn't expect anything from her, and while he still won every TCG game that they played, this time, she had gotten pretty close to beating him in one of the games that he wasn't particularly fond of. "Huh... not bad. Do you want a reward for that?" He asks, though... when she says yes, he hesitates for a moment before kissing her on the cheek. "Th-there," he grumbles as he looks away. "You'll get a real one if you win..."

Matsuri and Ume: It had been sometime since the two of them had first met, and she was very excited when they went on a date. This time of year was the perfect time for horror movies, and while she was disappointed with some of what was available, there were a few that were pretty nice to see, the gore and special effects were exciting for her, though not more so than the girl next to her. She didn't think that she would become this fond of the spray paint artist, though she was practically head over heels already, and as they get to the climax of the movie, she's gasping in delight, giggling a little as she leans over to kiss her cheek. "This is great! Thanks for bringing me..." She says before focusing fully on the movie again like nothing had happened.

Takara and Miu: While the inventor might be a bit... eccentric to say the least, he was highly enjoying her company. The way that she focused so much on them along with her being.... rather thoughtful at times with the upgrades that she offered, he found it rather admirable and adorable, too. Though, that might just be because he had a soft spot for her, her confidence attracting him like a moth to a flame. During one such visit, as he brought her some food that is mother had cooked, he found her passed out in the workshop. Rolling his eyes, he sets the food on the microwave and takes off his jacket, going to drape it over her shoulders. Pausing before he left, he goes to kiss her cheek, sighing a little as he does. "Next time, go to bed before it's too late. You'll catch a cold like this, Iruma."

Polycule

Botan and Giichi (polycule): After the date and as the four of them started dating each other, there were quite a few times that Botan found himself alone with Giichi. While he didn't watch TV at all, he could see how the actor appealed to others, even when he was angry, he was kind of adorable, enough to make Botan catch himself staring at one of his partners for quite some time. Right now, though as Giichi played with his cats, he couldn't help but stare. It was such a cute sight, and as he sat next to him, he moved to kiss his cheek, not able to help it. "Hm... you should let Reimei catch it this time... lest he be discouraged." He says as though he didn't just kiss his boyfriend as the two of them keep playing with the cats.

Botan and Hayato (polycule): Training for Botan always went like clockwork. Everyday, he got up and went through the routines that he had since he was a child, though doing it with someone else felt... different. Hayato wasn't like Masao in the sense that Hayato was going to use this knowledge instead of just going through it to spend time with him. It was nice... and it made him more eager to show the bodyguard. As they finish up for the time, Botan hums a bit as he motions for Hayato to lean down, getting on his tip toes to kiss his cheek, a little reward for doing so well. "Hm... I'm going to make lunch. Would you like to join me for the meal?" He asks before heading to the kitchen like he didn't just kiss one of his partners like that.

Masao and Hayato (polycule): Masao never liked boxing, though right now, he could tolerate it quite a bit. There was something... nice about training with Hayato. Maybe it was because the body guard could understand him in a way. They were both guys that were considerably gentle despite how they appeared and protective of someone that they deeply cared about, and while it worried him sometimes. he liked that he could fully relate to someone like this. As they finished up, his eyes caught a glimpse of him wiping away sweat, blushing a bit, he went over to the taller man and leaned up to kiss him, slowly and gently for a moment. "Good job... w-we should really work out together again, don'cha think?"

Masao and Giichi (polycule): At first, he was a little worried that he and Giichi wouldn't get along that well. The actor was better suited for someone like Botan or Hayato, though as he got some alone time with their smallest partner, he couldn't help but be utterly enamored by the smaller man as they walked through the garden. This was his favorite place to bring people and as they went, he couldn't help but to find a stray flower and to tuck it behind the actor's ear, pausing a moment as he does to kiss him. It was... softer than he thought it would be, and he lingers there for a moment before pulling away. "Sorry... really couldn' help myself there... uh... d-did ya like it?"

[13beachesxx]

gucci bloom, one day you will be mine. flora too ofc but i've wanted that bitch bloom since she dropped. maybe a loftier dream would be becoming a gucci girl and then i'll be on the billboards next to hari nef and dakota. lol a bitch can dream

i truly do not know how to be patient with the process. in anything. give a bitch the tiniest shred of her mental health, sanity, and peace back and she's running a mile a minute. she's saying "i'm ready for my close up mr. demille" and wondering when her first official photo shoot will be. like hold the fuck up bitch.

on that note, while i'm making small movements toward my career goals, i think it's important not to do too much in that arena just yet. i'm still shifting and changing daily. focusing this year wholly on improving myself, my health, my mind, my strength will do me best. that way i can go into 2024 with thoughts of how to progress, achieve, score, win big, etc etc.

my motto for the second half of 2023 and also 2024 is "just keep on hustling." i think it was that, anyway, i had it in mind this morning but didn't write it down and now maybe i forgot. but that's close enough.

if i had a sub-normal life in 2022, i've been taking steps in 2023 to return it to normal, but i'm not content to just stop at normal, and never have been. i've always wanted the extraordinary even when it felt literally impossible. I just don't feel like it's so impossible now and the thought of the gap between me and It doesn't feel like it's completely out of reach in this lifetime. it feels quite possible now. which is another miraculous side effect of recovery i never expected.

it's so nice having friends all over the world. it's sad because you go years and years without seeing or hearing about them, but you just know there's somebody in this world whose arms you can run into and they'll hug you back so tight and it'll be like time never parted the two of you. i had this thought in the morning on the bus about amay specifically, but then i started thinking about all my friends, too many to name but just to name a few, sara, claudia, melissa, nandita, ayala, rin, and yes, even that guy.

when i thought about that guy i felt sad for 0.0025 seconds at the new developments i learned but even those were so surprisingly easy to turn into happiness, to turn into feeling happy for the happy couple. this technique has a 60-40 success rate for me currently but generally, if i try hard enough, i can focus all my feelings into happy feelings for the people i have ever felt envious towards. i just say that this is their path to walk in life, not mine, and it makes me feel better. the right frame of mind will do you wonders.

comparison kills, comparison is the thief of joy, etc etc BUT. while i will never be able to get rid of comparison, i can adjust how i feel about the thing. add a dash of insane beliefs that those things didn't come to me because something even crazier, even more amazing and better is coming to me, and somehow it works. when i truly believe it, it works wonders.

i was watching the GQ 10 things in my bag for sydney sweeney last night and one of her things was the perfume armani my way. i was like pfft this is just sly ad placement because she's currently an armani girl and of that perfume in specific. but i got a tester and sprayed it on me today and oh my it really does smell nice. my mom and sister didn't like it but i liked it a lot, i was like well damn, if she and i were up for a part at the same time, she would get it and i wouldn't because she smells like this. smelling good is so important. looking good is important too, but smelling good is ~everything.

i think i shall buy testers while i'm still a broke bitch of all the perfumes i want. honestly how genius of me.

[starcunin]

@caniasfire sent: [ LANGUAGE ] : sender begins to speak seductively and fluently with the receiver in another language.

The pale, slender form lounges languidly on the velvet loveseat, one leg propped over the other, his bare shoulder catching the flickering light of the candles that illuminate the room in a soft, golden glow. His new attire clings to him just right——a white robe that wraps across his chest, leaving one side exposed in a deliberate display of his pale skin. The bangles around his wrists clink faintly as he shifts, the slight motion drawing attention to the lithe muscle beneath. He feels luxurious, draped in silk and finery, the soft fabric brushing against his skin in a way that’s almost sinful after months spent rolling in the dirt.

But it’s not just the robe, or the lavish pillows, or even being in the Elfsong Tavern—— ( finally something close to a proper bed that doesn’t leave him aching. ) No, it’s the low, sultry cadence of Amay’s voice, that strange, molten tongue that spills from his lips like a dark melody, wrapping around Astarion like a warm caress. Infernal, Astarion knows, though he has no idea what the words mean. But gods, does it do things to him.

Astarion inhales slowly, savoring the sound, letting it wash over him as his red eyes linger on the strange, captivating creature beside him. Amay is close——so close Astarion can feel the faint heat radiating from his skin, the unmistakable scent of brimstone mingling with the warmth of the room. He’s always so warm, like a flicker of fire in the night, and Astarion has grown accustomed——no, addicted——to that heat. To him.

He leans in slightly, enough for the tips of their knees to brush, a deliberate invitation for more. He’s never shied away from teasing, but this——this is different. His gaze softens, that usual sly smirk giving way to something deeper, more genuine. A hunger still, yes——but not just for blood. Astarion tilts his head, his sharp eyes narrowing playfully as he watches the way Amay’s lips move, as if he could decipher the meaning just by staring hard enough. But there’s no need to understand the language——not really. The meaning is in the way he says it. How the words drip from his mouth like honey, like some forbidden promise that makes Astarion unravel.

He wets his lips, his fangs catching the light, and gives a low, appreciative chuckle, his voice like velvet over steel. ❛ You know, darling, I haven’t the faintest idea what you’re saying... but gods, it’s certainly doing something to me. ❜ His tone drops, laced with something far more intimate than the casual flirtation of before. He means it——every syllable, every word, coated in a rare sincerity that had taken him time to trust himself to give.

He reaches out, fingers tracing lightly along Amay’s arm, his touch feather-light but deliberate. ❛ It’s almost cruel, ❜ he murmurs, his voice a teasing whisper, though there’s no edge to it. ❛ Whispering to me in that wicked tongue of yours, without giving me a hint of what those delicious words mean. Am I to be left guessing? ❜ His hand trails higher, fingers grazing the nape of Amay’s neck before settling there, his thumb resting just against his pulse, feeling the steady beat beneath the surface——so alive, so vibrant.

The fire in Amay’s veins, that tantalizing burn Astarion has come to crave, simmers just beneath the skin, and it sends a shiver of anticipation through him. He could kiss him, taste that infernal heat on his tongue, but for once, Astarion isn’t in a hurry.

He leans in, close enough for his breath to ghost across Amay’s ear, his voice dropping to a low, seductive purr. ❛ Whatever you’re saying... don’t stop. I could listen to that voice of yours forever. ❜ His lips curve into a smile, soft and wicked all at once. ❛ And perhaps, after all we’ve been through, you could give me a little... translation. Or—❜ His thumb presses lightly against the pulse at Amay’s neck, just enough to feel it quicken. ❛—we can skip the explanations and you can show me what you mean, instead. ❜

There’s no pretense now. The flirtation that once served as a game, a shield, has long since melted away, leaving something raw and real in its wake. Astarion pulls back just slightly, enough to look Amay in the eyes, his gaze steady, sincere. ❛ You’re more than just some tantalizing distraction or a thing for me to use, Amay, and I’m sorry—again—for treating you like… an object,❜ ( oh, he knows the feeling well, still ashamed of himself for putting Amay through it knowingly ) he admits, his voice as smooth as ever, lacking its usual bite, mixed with his residual guilt. ❛ You’re... special. And it’s maddening, really. How much I want you. ❜

[hopes-memorial]

Sad as it was, they knew he couldn't be happy like this either. It was impossible. Even if Raijin claimed he wasn't a hero, the pilot's altruistic nature was just too present to allow people to suffer so much, something they admired.. at least they used to. "Good! Amai would do almost anything for you!"

They blink a bit in surprise at his confusion. "Yes... well, sort of." They think of how to word it a bit. "Juntan promised Amai and everyone a world where we would have some power in it... a change unlike any other. She promised a lot of things... Amai... I'm sure it was mostly a lie, if I'm to be honest, but she did give me something even you couldn't... told me everything I needed to hear..."

It was hard to explain, really. She knew how to poke around in their head and choose just the right things to get them down this path with a smile on their face. They weren't dumb or naive enough to believe that they would get everything that they wanted or that this was to help anyone but herself, but her words and actions... those had managed to get them all eating out of the palm of her hand...

"Amai isn't really sure what to think of it anymore, buuuuut everything is going to the way that Juntan wanted. That's what matters... at least to us." In the end, that was all that really mattered. Their own motivations were either fulfilled or changed completely over time, but that was just the how it went.

It’s definitely clear he is as good as his act was before..seeing the other in this state just did that to him. Yet..he couldn’t stop loving the other despite it all. He knows he won’t ever truly be happy when the world is like this..but he nods. “Yeah I know..”

With how things were..it’s highly unlikely such desires will ever come to pass. It was something Raijin had just accepted by this point even if he full heartedly desired it not to be true.

“Yeah…seems like everyone has to live an unlucky life with how the way the world is now. Lucky me..” he sighs just allowing them to do as they wish.

He takes notice and pauses trying to gather the others feelings before pausing with a slightly confused expression. “Your..doing all of this..just because someone asked you too?”

[criscura]

only a couple of posts about chs 166 - 168 was enough for me to get sucked back into opm! Wound up reading over 80 chapters in three days and it was def worth it! love

child emperor;

child emperor & zombieman;

amai mask/zombieman 👀🙈;

garou/metalbat;

fubuki & tatsumaki;

but the real reason was genos/saitama!

Seeing sai go apeshit ballistic on the universe was delicious and i can't wait to see the effect! the speed that the mightiest hero can give into violent, anti-hero tendencies upon seeing his ❤🍆💋"friend" murdered before him to the point that he avenges him WHILE HOLDING HIS HEART IN A GLOVED HAND EVEN THOUGH HE IS OTHERWISE NAKED!!!

and i love how accurate that is! the hero can't always be there on time, but when it was most important he didn't make it. the way that sai lit rained havoc from jupiter, to the sun and back to earth is the perfect amount of destruction we needed to see when the main tether to his sanity is cut so violently in front of him.

i bet he's going to do what ever possible to be puntual now and has to examine his heart at the dark side he showed us

RIGHT?!!! RIGHT??!!!! RIGHT??!!!!!!! What little scrap was left of him after he'd lost everything, was all for Genos. It was for preserving what small bit his Sensei had managed to keep a hold of, and nothing, NOTHING, there wasn't a single thing in existence that was gonna take it away from him. His need to protect it was so strong it forced the remnant of another timeline into the current one, and like......somehow blessed it with everything he'd become in that space between what would have been, and what is. That is fucking INSANE.

It's so frustrating that he doesn't remember, though.....and somehow things are WORSE for Saitama having finally noticed Genos T0T Like. Like okay, I don't think Saitama in his heart of hearts totally forgot everything. He was way too scared to see the core in his hand when he came to in the current timeline, and too relieved to see Genos alive. He's also in surprisingly high spirits given everything that's happened. I.....I think, waaaaaayyyy down in that space Saitama doesn't like to look at, he knows he lost Genos and he's been relishing in having him back.

It's hard, though, because Genos knows he lost Genos. And...where...... Dude where the fucking hell does that put him. He either doesn't understand how important he is to Saitama and thinks Saitama lost it because everyone died, which is so upsetting to think about; or he's fully aware that, if he dies, the world is going to suffer the consequences when Saitama goes berserk, and he's going to feel even more pressure to get stronger. They're both so sad, and Genos has to shoulder all of that, ON TOP OF all of his OWN bullshit that like.... He's surviving but that boy has six cargo containers worth of trauma he needs to run through customs before he can even start to unpack them, this is not what he needs. He's only nineteen for fuck's sake T^T

Although I do gotta say--I know the rewinding time thing has been contentious, but I'm so fucking happy we got those chapters. I like Saitama, but he's so much more engaging as just some guy with the power of a god who chooses to do good, instead of this inherently good force who's always going to do the right thing no matter what. I LOVED seeing him lose it. I *****LOVED***** finding out that no, it's not that his moral compass is immovable--he is always capable of destroying everything and everyone, but he keeps himself in check. GOSH that is so much BETTER FUCK

((and yes to everyone else T0T Zombae really is coming through as a fucking GOAT, and everyone else is getting so developed..... <3<3<3))

[gofancyninjaworld]

Okay, so you mentioned that monsterization basically results in asset forfeiture (to the Hero Association, right?) if so, isn’t that kinda sketchy?

Allegedly, monsterization in the OPM-verse is non-reversible — but how do we know that’s actually true? Has anyone (or any org) *really* looked into it from a truly neutral perspective?

The narrative that people can change back and/or integrate with polite society might be one that both sides are interested in perpetuating.

When it comes to Garou’s Hero Hunt (before he’s started to visibly change form) , “how human is he right now?” is directly correlated to “how hard do we try to capture him alive” — because once you monsterize, you retain your sentience but you forfeit your rights (if I recall correctly? Let me know if im wrong). and it’s very, very easy to deal with a threat when aforementioned party has no legal standing. But it doesn’t seem like witnessing Garou change back has resulted in any policy adjustments, has it?

Similarly, you have at least one person (Amai Mask) living a productive life even as a monster. He’s an unpleasant and angry guy, sure — but he’s not unpleasant/angry because he’s a monster, he’s unpleasant/angry because he’s living this awful, double life with no way to reconcile various aspects of himself.

We also know Psykos/Gyro-Gyro doesn’t treat their minions particularly well, and why should they? Once someone transforms into a monster, there’s no other place for them to go.

So, yeah, I don’t know. Maybe I’m thinking to hard about this but I wanted to see if you had any opinion on this.

Hoo hoo, this is a biggie.

A: Ex-human monsters

For a long time, I saw the way the rest of the Hero Association executives refused to countenance Sicchi's request that Garou be declared a monster as them taking him too lightly. As the case of Amai Mask has unfolded, I've come to understand that 'monster' has extremely serious legal repercussions.

One of the most chilling moments in the story has to be in chapter 123 of the webcomic, with Zaedats describing what being outed as a monster means for Amai Mask. "...Just like that, he loses all his human rights."

That's it. Everything he's worked for is forfeit. No money, no property, no legal protection of life, no legal consideration for liberty or welfare.

I love One-Punch Man for not going down the route of 'monsters are just misunderstood'. There's nothing benign about a human being turning into a monster. Amai Mask has three big things going for him: first, he really doesn't want to be a monster, second, he is very strong-willed, and third, he has exceptional insight into his situation and can carefully manage it. Even so, when he approaches Saitama for help, he's aware that the monster in him has worn his humanity down to the thinnest of shells. The manga graphically shows us how deranged his thought process is increasingly becoming and how much effort he has to put into retaining some perspective.

People aren't WRONG to be very, very wary of anyone turning into a monster.

I'm really hoping that Saitama words, because they helped Amai Mask break the spell of self-loathing and accept himself despite its cost, give him the basis on which to rebuild as a human being.

Most people who are becoming monsters, however, want to become monsters. There's been no indication yet that any of them are saveable. People who don't want to become monsters, like Garou and also the prisoners Do-S brainwashed, can't become monsters, even if they don the costume of one. We've seen how rapidly such spells can be broken:

Now, ex-human monsters *can* be suppressed to some extent, and there's a branch of the Hero Association very actively researching how to do just that in the hopes that there's an alternative to killing at least the less dangerous ones. Drive Knight sees it as a front to create soldiers, but given how low-level most of the monsters the HA rounds up are, I'm inclined to give the HA the benefit of the doubt.

Garou may have 99 problems as a result of his actions, but thankfully, he was never declared a monster, so that's one big big problem he doesn't have to negotiate.

B: Natural monsters

The interesting thing about this world is that naturally-occurring monsters are a part of the natural world. Indeed, it's not an exaggeration to say that these monsters literally saved the world from the depredations of humanity once before. Like bad roommates banned from most of a shared house, it's because of these monsters that humanity finds itself corralled onto one continent. Where humans have been left in peace... at least until society has once again become prosperous.

More than just left alone, human-mysterious being relationships can even be benign. If the existence of traded goods like woven carpets didn't give it away, the closeness between the man-made underground tunnels and the Subterranean City tells a story of live-and-let live:

The reason we see natural monsters like the Sea People or the Forest Tribe attacking humans is because they're responding to adverse human activity, like over-fishing and deforestation.

A stable peace would involve a real challenge to human thought: the idea that one might have to negotiate with the beings that inhabit a forest or the ground or the sea over how much of the resource might be extracted at any one time and how to use it respectfully.

Heh, now that's a notion humans haven't even started wrestling with in OPM. And they really should. At least, if they ever plan on leaving their planetary prison.