#i know hair grows back but what if I like it T_T

[phamlijuuls]

hoping when i get to my workout goal i can have a better sense of direction whether i want to transition medically. crying emoji

idk, i wish i could pick and choose the effects of hrt but unfortunately that's not reality. everything feels like a compromise tbh.

I KNOW I DEFINITELY DON'T WANT TO LOOK LIKE MY DAD AND UNCLES WHEN I GET OLDER!!!!!

[moechies]

kinktober ⋆౨ৎ entry #3 ; throat training w nanami kento .ᐟ

dear diary ♡,

last night, i gave kento a blowjob / head ! it was terrible, though, and i’m surprised he didn’t hate it! it was my first time — i was spluttering all over the place and messed up his pants >< so embarrassing! i’m embarrassed to even reminisce back to the scene! i dunno . . i think, maybe he liked it because he kept groaning (?) and i swear it was growing harder and harder in my mouth each time i choked. i heard that guys like those things . . at the mention of choking — his cock was hitting the back of my throat so much and making me teary! because he didn’t let me touch or wipe my face, i bet i looked so stupid with teary eyes and a big cock in my mouth (T_T) even though it’s all terribly embarrassing, i can’t help but want to do it again . .

“kenny, d’you still like me?” you quip, joking half-heartedly. you sink into the couch besides him, tossing your leg over his. he lets out a soft grunt, tugging your body closer and onto his — falling pliant against his warmth.

“why do you ask, honey? of course i do.” he speaks, purring against his chest. “how’s your throat?”

you huff, nuzzling closer into his chest and taking a longed whiff of scent. fuck. “kenny . . i wanna do it again.”

“what is it you want to do again, doll?” he questions, his fingers twirling into the soft strands of your hair.

“wan—wanna suck your dick again.” you whine, pressing your chin onto his chest and looking up at him. he’s already peering down at you, admiring the soft shimmer of need and want in your eyes. “please . .”

“hmm . . no can do doll.” he hums, grinning at your dedication. his hand leaves your hair, coming to softly wrap around your throat. you let out a soft, pained squeak, the ache in your throat prominent. “see? you’re still hurting here.”

“‘s only a bit . .” you whine hoarsely as his hand snakes to the back of your neck, tugging you close to press a gentle kiss against your forehead. “making you feel g—good is more important.”

“that’s not true. your health is most important, sweet girl.” he speaks sternly, laying against the cushion and taking you down with him. you can feel the chub of his cock beginning to stiffen, prodding against your tummy where you lay against him. your innocent demeanor and soft tone don’t fit the conversation’s topic — maybe that’s what’s making him so fucking hard.

you giggle, tracing a finger down his chest, feeling his heaves grow manual. “kento, can feel you gettin’ hard below me.” you purr, tugging yourself higher up onto his body by his neck. you wrap your arms tightly around his strong neck, as tight as it permits with his huge collarbones. you nuzzle against his cheek, pressing an abundance of kisses onto his freshly shaven face. “let me, jus’ teach me, i know you want to.”

he growls when you paw at his bulge, bucking his hips into your hand as his way of approval. you giggle — he’s too easy. but how could he say no to those gorgeous begging orbs and your soft squeaks of his name? darling — he is a strong man but . . not that strong.

nanami flips you under him, arms caged around your body as he hovers over you. he stands tall, eyes never leaving your face as his hand drags across his clothes bulge, making the shape prominent through his sweats. “come here.” he commands, and you reach your arms forward, crawling towards him on fours like an obedient puppy.

you paw at the waistband of his pants and he lets you — lets you tug down on the loose fabric to reveal his now thinly clothed cock solely covered by his cotton briefs. you feel yourself damn near salvitate at the sight before you, easily able to locate his bridged tip that lays clad against his right thigh. “how does your throat feel?”

“‘s alright kento . .” you mumble with no regards for your throat, eyes zeroed in on the fat tip of his cock you need to suck on.

“hey. do you remember what i taught you yesterday?” he chuckles, fingers tapping on your hot cheek to bring you back to reality. your eyes flutter back into his face, giving him a soft nod before leaning into the apple of his palm. his hand moves from where it once laid against your cheek to the bottom of your jaw, pulling you forward and mere inches away from his shaft. he uses a thumb to tug down at the band of his briefs, teasing his fat, blushed tip right in your face. you whine, pacing back and forth from his face to his cock for a green light — and he gives you a nod.

you give his damp slit a soft, shaky peck, growing goosebumps across the back of your arms and across your back when you hear him chuckle. you’re nervous and he can tell — but he won’t make you a fool. his hand still cups your jaw gently, thumb trailing to press at your puffy lower lip as a way to signal — stick out your tongue.

and of course you do — pink tongue sticking out before giving his slit an experimental lick, laying the hot muscle fully across his leaking hole. he groans at the warmth and velvet touch, and you feel him twitch below your tongue. it doesn’t take long for your confidence to boast, enveloping his fat cock head with your soft, chubby lips.

kento sighs, his right leg stepping up on the cushioned couch where you’re sprawled. he tugs the remainder of his briefs below his plump balls, giving you the full view of his swollen, flushed shaft before you. it’s intimidating of course — but, you can do it. you’re sure you can.

with confidence soaring through your body, and a low groan to boost so, you take him further into your mouth, slobbering over the first few inches of his shaft. you moan at the stiff being in your mouth, running your tongue on the underside of his top before swirling it over. “fuck.”

nanami quickly bucks his hips, mumbling quiet apologies when he hears you squeak from the sudden movement. you peer up at him, his disheveled hair and heavy pants paired with lidded eyes tell you something he doesn’t need to express verbally.

“are you ready to take more?” he asks all sultry, as if he was offering you a sweet treat. in a sense, he was.

you nod gently, sure to keep your teeth away from the shaft. it’s sensitive here, try to keep your teeth tucked in, and don’t bite down no matter how much it hurts.

you flashback to the night before, cunt quivering at the reminder. his hands grip a tad tighter at your jaw, pressing himself into your mouth further than you had expected — his cock slides to the left side of your cheek. he moans wantonly, gently thrusting at the soft walls of your mouth.

you look great like this.

he readjusts himself, pulling himself out before pressing himself deep into the depths of your mouth as you permit it to — finally hitting the rim of your throat. he gives it an experimental thrust, and low and behold comes what you have dreaded most ; you gag.

you look up to him with watery eyes, swollen lips pulling away from his shaft with his cock still lodged deep in your mouth. you splutter — coughing lowly at the intrusion.

“see? you’re still much too inexperienced to take it.” he chuckles, giving your throat another gentle squeeze. to his entertainment, it makes you gag again, the rim of your throat tightening and he feels it all.

your brows furrow, and you sniffle gently, desperate to reach to wipe away the forming tears. without remorse, nanamin’s hips press forward, bulging at your resisting throat. “open up.” he groans, a hand coming to swipe away your hairs.

you do — you try — loosening your jaw and throat like he taught you the night before. his chubby tip lodges deep into your throat at the intial loosening, and you gag harshly around him. “calm down darling,” he coos, thumb coming up to wipe at your damp cheeks and nuzzle your face in a comforting sense. he thrusts slowly, careful not to trigger another gag. your sniffles are staggered, eyes shut tight, “nice and slow . . .” he drags out, nearly stuffing the remainder of himself down your swollen throat. the ache in your throat is growing more prominent, as is the ache in your sore cunt. it aches everywhere, and you need kento to satiate it.

"you're making me so proud, darling." nanami's leg steps forward, closing the distance between your mouth and the base of his cock. you sigh internally, body shivering when you feel his dewy balls against your chin, the damp sweat making it so that his ball sack sticks to you. you bravely press yourself deeper into him, another low gag is elicited but it doesn't stop you from nuzzling against his manhood, taking a longed whiff of his honey-blonded bush. the rough patch of hair rubs against your nose, making you moan. you look up to him again, eyes lidded and lashes fluttering incessantly — god, you drive him crazy. he looks away — he has to, or he might just cum deep in that warm throat of yours and disappoint you, darling.

his hand readjusts, the one once gripping your jaw comes up to tug at your hair once you’ve adjusted to him. “baby listens to her daddy so well, doesn’t she?” your heart flutters at the mention of your favorite nickname for him — his eyes meeting yours expectingly. you nod with your eyes, pupils slowly dilating into hearts. “doing such a great job warming and sucking daddy’s cock.”

he tugs you back by your hair, watching strings of spit drag across his shaft from your warming mouth. nanami gradually increases the pace of his fucking, his tug on your hair growing a bit stronger, hips moving harsher. your eyes shut tight to prepare yourself for a proper fucking, pacing yourself to acclimate to his well-earned blowjob after these training sessions. “daddy’ll make sure you feel so good after this, okay? just let me use my sweet baby’s throat right now, just for a bit.” he groans, shooting you a soft smile before you feel a harsh pump to the back of your throat — a short spurt of cum dribbling straight down your throat.

oh — you’re in for a long night.

[just-some-random-blogger]

The Cage Of My Rib

"Aegon?" "Mmm." "They say twins come from a split rib... do you think it is true?" "Pfft, no. If it were, I'd be short and ugly like you!"

Aegon Targaryen x Targaryen!Reader x Aemond Targaryen | 1k+ | cw: fem!reader, targcest, twin!reader, wife!reader, pregnancy, motherhood, post-rook's rest, angst, fluff, typos, etc.

A/N: this is a fic I wrote for my lovely luna. im going to be completely honest with you. i had a vision then i didnt... i dont know if this has a happy ending im so sorry T_T HAHAHAHAHA @vhagar-balerion-meraxes I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!!

His skin was scalding as he stormed into the dragon pit. His nostrils flared at the sight of the dragon about to exit and take flight. He clenches his fists, "keligon."

My mount rumbles at the sound of the command. I, at first, do not realize the command was given and pat my dragon's skin, encouraging her to continue.

"KELIGON!"

Both my dragon and I turn, seeing Aemond march towards us with a face painted in fury. He screams again, "STOP!"

I furrow my brows and hush my ride when she grows restless. She screeches at Aemond to show her displeasure, and so in turn, I have to calm her down as my he approaches. I pull on my reins and scowl at him. I quip in High Valyrian, "you dare command Rhovior while I am mounted?"

Aemond looks up at me, pulse raging in anger. He screams again at her, commanding my dragon to obey him with such severity that she forgets her own predatory inclination and submits. Rhovior then cranes her long neck to the side and looks up at me. Her violet eyes reflect my own and I rub her pinkish scales before turning back to the man.

"Get down," he commands me in High Valyrian, reaching a hand out to me.

I clench my jaw and tilt my head at him, "I do not wish to."

His nostrils flare, "you truly think it wise to fly on dragonback in the middle of a war?"

"I am not flying into war, brother."

"You are not flying anywhere," he snaps, "wife."

Rhovior was getting restless again. She begins to shake her head and shift towards Aemond. I have to calm her down, lest the one-eyed prince be left one-armed or worse. He at least has the mind to step away from her at this point, his hands coming to his side.

Aemond clenches his jaw as I calm Rhovior. I grunt when part of the saddle digs into my belly. My husband flinches, boot skidding forward on instinct. He hisses in the High Valyrian once more, "you are in no state to be flying."

I make sure my ride is completely calm before finally dismounting. Once I do, Aemond comes upon me, glaring down with a furious eye.

"I am her rider," I repeat in the same tongue, "she would not cause me harm."

"She does not need to cause you harm for harm to come to our child."

I step forward. My protruded belly barely brushes against him, "she would not harm my child."

"Our child," he corrects, "I have as much say on what happens to the babe as you do."

I sigh and close my eyes. I hear Aemond command the dragon keepers to bring Rhovior back into the pit. I rub my belly and ignore my husband, walking past him.

"Do you think you would be spared simply because you are a woman with child? Rhaenyra will spare none in King's Landing to have her way."

I remove my gloves while he follows after me. I respond by the time I feel him beside me, "as I said, I was not flying into w-"

"Flying at all is an act of war," he grabs my arm, forcing me to face him, "you are my wife."

I whip my head, pulling my arm out of his clutch, my silver hair flipping behind me.

"You carry my seed."

"Trust me, Prince Regent, I know what I carry inside me better than you."

Aemond's jaw sets. The muscles on his face feather. I can practically feel the anger radiating off him. My stomach begins to churn. I look down and sigh. I step forward and grab his bicep. I can feel his muscles are tense. I whisper, "I would not have flown far."

He does not reply.

I look up at him. His face is bound in anger. I reach for his cheek, but he pulls away and steps back before I touch him.

I gulp. I allow my hands to drop.

His silence held the violence of a storm, and his stoic expression held something searing beneath it. His voice held a false serenity as he whispered, "you'll have to kill me before you forfeit so much to a dead man walking."

I stare at him. I do not argue with his distasteful comment nor do I correct his belief that I meant to fly out to do something for the said man.

I simply walk away after he's said his piece and head for my chambers.

I change out of my riding clothes and go to the nursery. I dismiss the wet nurse and tell her I will continue breast feeding my son.

I immediately take my child onto my hip and rub his back as I make my way down the hall. Aenar sighs into my shoulder, his soft cheek pressed against my neck. I make it to the King's quarters and nod at the Kingsguard stationed outside his room as he opens the doors for me.

I stop just as I enter; the sight and the smell never gets easier to palate. I shift my boy in my arm when he begins to fuss. A mewl from across the room makes my heart twinge.

I walk towards the bed, the sound of my heels on the tiles reverberate in the otherwise silent chamber. By the time I sit down on the chair beside the bed, Aenar is restless, and so I undo the ribbons on my chest and allow my baby to feed.

I stroke my son's head, rocking him in my arms slightly, but my eyes are on the man before me and his are on mine. Aegon's lilac gaze is watery. His lips are dry as he speaks, "you shouldn't be here."

I adjust my son in my arms so his weight doesn't put so much pressure on my belly. I rub the boy's bald head, "and where should I be, my king?"

He scoffs but regrets it when he breaks into a ragged cough. I huff when it doesn't seem to stop and reach for the glass of water on his bedside table. I manage to keep a firm grip on son as I help him drink. Liquid spills from the corner of his lips and soon he shakes his head, making me pull away.

"There is no king here."

I simply wipe his skin, careful not to irritate him. Aegon watches me, or rather, he watches Aenar. I freeze when he grabs my wrist weakly before I pull away.

His voice is soft and strangled, "you misunderstand."

He releases his hold. I put the cloth down.

"I don't want you here."

We stare at each other. I am unfazed because I knew he did not mean it. I adjust Aenar in my arms. He stops suckling after this, and so I move him to my other shoulder and lace up the ties on my chest. I rub his back and gently pat him, "shall I move to the other side of the bed then?"

Aegon does not reply.

Aenar burps softly. I lean into him and kiss his head, "good boy."

His eyes water. He screws them shut, "do not insult me further-" his nostrils flare, "-and fucking leave."

My brows knit, "I've not yet helped you ea-"

"I DON'T WANT YOU HERE!" he snaps, spit flying out his mouth as he screams.

I jolt at the severity of his tone. Aemond, even with his display prior, was never one to shout at me, not even as a child. Aegon, however, always did. It did not make it any bearable. Aenar too was affected by the shout. He promptly begins to sob.

I immediately begin to rock him and shush him. When he does calm, I cradle him in my arms and sing to him. It was my favorite High Valyrian lullaby, one that our father sung to us in but a few instances or less.

Aegon's face twitches at the sound. The act causes his tender injuries to flair. Tears stream down his face.

It takes two repetitions of the song for my baby finally find peace again. By the time he does, I feel out of breath. I sit back down but do not stop rocking him. Aenar coos and I do not dare to cease my singing.

That is, until, Aegon calls my name.

Not only do I stop singing, I stop moving altogether.

His eyes are closed and his voice is shaky, "your being swells with life while mine wastes away."

"No, you get better everyda-"

"I am a dead man walking," he chuckles dryly, "I cannot even walk-"

"And did Aemond tell you this?"

His eyes slowly open. A tear drips into his mouth, "I know what I carry inside me better than he."

Aenar begins to fuss again, and so I bring him to my shoulder and pat his back.

Our silence is broken by the sound of my brother and I saying each other's names at once. I pull my chair close to him. He slowly shakes his head in disagreement, screwing his eyes shut.

"I am here," I tell him.

He chuckles, "I pray you were not."

"I will always be here, Aegon. Your woes are mine and my joy is yours."

He slowly opens his eyes. He sniffles and mumbles, "you are not my wife."

"I am your twin-"

"I am glad of it," he reaches out a hand. I perk and lean in, knowing exactly what he wanted instinctively. I maneuver Aenar until he was laid back in my arms. Aegon's curled hand comes to my son's leg. His breathing is heavy, "he would have been Jaehaerys."

I clench my jaw and place my hand atop his.

He huffs slowly through his mouth, "I cannot feel you anymore."

I rub his burnt hand, "perhaps not in flesh, but always in heart."

Aegon slowly pulls his hand away.

"I wanted to pick you flowers, but Aemond did not let me."

"I would not have either if I were him."

"But you are not."

"I wish sometimes I was," he looks away, "how content I would have been to be born the second son... to have you."

"You have me."

He chuckles, mumbling under his breath, "do not tell him that. My injuries are suffice."

I cradle Aenar as he snuggles into my breast.

"Do you remember what you asked me when we were children?"

I nod, immediately knowing what he meant, "if twins are split from the rib?"

He hums, "if we were, I am glad that you are rid of me."

"I am glad we are not joined at the rib, but I do not wish to be rid of you."

He mumbles my name. No one but himself hears.

I adjust my baby's collar, "I should put him down. I will return before your supper is served."

He does not reply. I give him one last look before heading back.

I enter the nursery. I stop in my tracks when I see the figure looming over the cot. Aemond turns over his shoulder. I blink at the sight of his distraught expression before walking over to him.

I stop beside him, debating where I should place my son. I decide to hand him to Aemond, who graciously takes him into his arms. Aenar mewls before settling against him. A line forms between Aemond's brows as he gazes at the boy. He mutters, "how is he?"

His words hold double meaning and yet I could feel like it was a trick, to see if I would talk about Aegon.

I step closer, gazing at the infant who was blissfully unware of all that was around him. I stroke his cheek with my finger, "he is tired," I pull away, "not unlike his father."

Aemond turns to me as I rub my belly. He clenches his jaw but says nothing.

I cautiously reach out for his cheek. He does not pull away from me this time, "I will return to join you for supper."

I wait for him to respond. I walk out when he does not. He watches as the door close. He turns away after the click.

"Keligon, muña," Aemond mutters as though it was his son speaking. He then shushes him, "muña kessa daor henujagon īlva..."

Mother will not leave us.

"... my son."

[eunnieboo]

IYHM ask replies! (2/3)

🌸 @csevet asked:

hi my copy of iyhm just came in and my fiancee and i snuggled up and read the whole thing cover to cover and CRIED!!! i love when lesbians 💕💞💝💗💝💗💘💞💖💗💝

AHHHHH thank you SO much!!! OMGGGGG 🥺 live laugh lesbian..... 💞💗💖💕💖💞💕💖💗

🌸 @chrysalis-the-butterfly asked:

I read If You'll Have Me a few months ago and I loved it! Your art is so pretty and Momo and PG are such cool characters! 🥰 If you're okay with sharing, I'd be interested to hear what inspired you during the creative process? Were there any pieces of media or any other characters which influenced the formation of Momo and PG? Or did you do your own thing?

oh my gosh! thank you!! i really love character interactions and relationship dynamics, so i wanted to depict two girls who seemed like opposites - one cool and laid-back, the other soft and sweet. after a while they started to take on a life of their own, and i thought it'd be wonderful if their story could evoke the feeling of a shoujo romance!

i had a lot of things on my mind when i wrote the script... friendship, intimacy, communication... communication can be so hard! sometimes it's harder with someone you're close to because their opinion is so important to you. and what happens when you've got a character who's non-confrontational and has low self-esteem + someone who prefers actions over words, and would rather burn bridges than admit to feeling vulnerable? how would they get past that? i wanted to write their flaws as believable, and how their life experiences have shaped the way they think about themselves / the way they respond to personal conflict... but also how they learn from each other and grow ❤️ tysm for the question!!

@bisexualgoof asked:

Hi Eunnie! I just finished reading “If You’ll Have Me” and let me tell you, it was spectacular! I saw it in a local bookstore the other day and it was a no brainer to grab. The characters are so fun, the story is beautiful and heartfelt, and honestly every character is attractive… I especially fell in love with the pages of the books without words, especially 312-313, it made me cry. Such beautiful art! I related to PG’s annoyance with her long hair, I felt very seen with her comments. I’ve definitely said “I’d like to forget” so many times myself, right to my butch heart haha. Thank you for sharing this story with the world, and thank you in particularly for your acknowledgment at the end of the book, it made me feel seen. What an amazing love story, hope to see more of this adorable couple in the future!

oh my goodness!! this is so lovely and wonderful and ahhh T_T thank you so very much. it's such a dream, having these girls be out in the world with their personalities and backstories revealed at last! and i'm so happy to hear about the cast and side characters, i love designing people hehe ♥ i'll definitely keep drawing this couple, alongside more sapphic couples that are to come 😍 thank you!!

🌸 @skittles-rainbow-cat asked:

HI HI HI!!! you’ve been one of my fave artists forever and i just got done with iyhm and it’s sooooo amazing im in love with it. also i think strawberry blonde by chloe moriondo fits mono and pg very well :] i hope you’re having a good day and thank you for all your art it heals me in many ways <3333

HIIII omg!!! thank you so much! this song is so cuteeee oh my gosh this line:

Takes my��hand in hers when the lights aren’t on Smaller than mine and oh god I am gone

it's so sweet ;_; thank you forever, i hope you're having a wonderful day!! <3 <3 <3

🌸 @lord-of-the-froggies asked:

Howdy Eunnie! I know you're probably swamped with work right now, but I just wanna let you know that I got my copy of your book today!! I'm gonna start reading it right away, it looks and feels amazing. From a fellow Washington artist to another--congratulations on such a huge achievement!

yay hello fellow washingtonian! and fellow artist!! thank you so much for your kind words 🥺 and i'm so glad the book got to you safely! wishing you a happy read~

🌸 Anonymous asked:

I just found your art today and after scrolling through your stuff I went and pre-ordered your book. I'm so excited!!

omggg thank you that means so much!!! ;_; <3

🌸 @ddooyoung asked:

I got my (signed!) copy of the book, and I love it SO MUCH. It's everything I was hoping and more. I love finally getting to know them, especially Momo. Since the first time I saw them, I thought Momo was a lot like me and now I have confirmation 😆 Thank you so much for writing such a wonderful story!!! I'm excited for everything you do 💗

WAHH thank you so much!! yesss i'm so overjoyed to finally share their story after so long! i hope the signature turned out okay, i was very nervous signing books for the first time (shaky hand and everything) 😱 i think next time it would be fun to make a custom stamp and stamp a doodle next to my signature hehe. thank you again!!! 💕

🌸 Anonymous asked:

I somehow missed the news about your having created a whole damn book?? was just flipping through yu & me books's holiday gift guide and did a double take when I saw priscilla and momo!! zoomed in and sure enough, there was your name at the bottom! congrats on ihym and congrats on being featured on rec lists from shops as cool as yu & me 🎉😍

omggg thank you thank you!! 🥰 AHHH yu & me books looks so amazing! i've been to new york just once but if i ever get to go back i have to visit them... i'm always looking for indie bookstores to throw my money at 😤

🌸 Anonymous asked:

1. Will there be an “if you’ll have me” sequel? 2. Is Momo her full name or a Nick name? If it’s a Nick name what is her full name? Thank you i love your work! ❤️😊

ahh there's no sequel planned as of right now! but i'd love to make one if i get the chance... i have some ideas that i think would be fun <3 and momo gardner is her full name! i liked gardner because it made me think of flowers ☺️❤️ thank you so much!!

🌸 @upsidedown-shadow-dreamer asked:

Hello, long time fan here. If You'll Have Me was delivered an hour ago and I've already finished my first read. OMG it's AMAZING. I love the story, the beautiful art, the inner thoughts, the pacing, the page color changes for back story… Just major WOW. I hope you are so proud of this work. I'm already looking forward to reading it again. Thank you!!!

this is sooooo AHHHHH T_T i'm in tears. i can't tell you how happy and thrilled i am to hear this!!! it's so encouraging and uplifting and ahh!! i want to make more stories... and just knowing that this book will be read by the same person more than once, omg! it's truly the highest of praise. thank you from the bottom of my heart <333

🌸 Anonymous asked:

Hello!! I just remembered I could borrow graphic novels as e-books from my local library, found IYHM, devoured the entire thing in one sitting, then went through your tags so I could look at all your other IYHM art, and I was wondering if you'll make more stories about Momo and PG because I can't get enough of them! Absolutely obsessed with these two and I love seeing them so happy together 💖💖💖💖

hello!! oh i'm absolutely over the moon about this! i can definitely see myself making a follow-up book if i'm so lucky 🙏 but i'll keep on drawing more minicomics and illustrations no matter what!! thank you so much for this wonderful message 💕💕💕💕

🌸 Anonymous asked:

hi!! love love love your art!!! do you think we can expect to see another graphic novel about momo and priscilla in the future?

🌸 Anonymous asked:

I’ve read IYHM so many times already and I absolutely loved it!!!! Are you planning on writing another book with Momo and PG? Is is there a way we can buy more of your stories?

thank you both so much!!!! <3 a sequel is actually one of the ideas i pitched for my second book! my editor cautioned against it in case IYHM didn't perform well, so i ended up going in a different direction - but my fingers are crossed for future opportunities 😤 realistically, it will probably depend on sales... but for the record, i'd want to do one regardless of the numbers...

i have one more book coming out, which i'm working on right now! the timeline is a bit up in the air atm but i'll try to keep everyone posted. making a book is so slow but i'm so grateful to you all for waiting 🥺💛

🌸 @randomqueernoun asked:

Do you make webcomics for other apps/websites? If yes where can I find them and what do I search in them to find your comics?

ahh not at the moment! but thank you SO much for the interest! one of my biggest goals right now is to set up a website where i have all my work in one place, and that would definitely be the place where i post future webcomics 👀

also, just as an aside... i want to make webcomics so bad. i think after my next book, i might take a break from traditional publishing to do that. sometimes i can't believe i'm drawing hundreds of pages i can't post... i'm like, how are people supposed to read this if i can't show them? how will they know?! ahh it kills me... but yes... someday!!!

part 3 to come~

[hxjikonn]

Hello~! May i request comfort Trey, Jade, Jamil and Silver react with only child reader who said to them "It would be nice if I had an older brother like you!" cuz they feel sooo lonely grow-up alone with parents rarely have time for them T_T

A/N: Hi!! This is such a cute prompt! I made this a platonic!reaction and the the reader is GN! Btw ^^ thx for requesting!

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Safe with me

☆Staring☆: Trey Clover, Jade Leech, Jamil Viper and Silver

Synopsis: The boys’ reaction to an only child reader who’s never felt the feeling of being protected and cared for because they’ve been alone most of their lives. (GN!Reader)

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Trey Clover

You were watching and helping him bake, while he told you stories of his little siblings. You listened as talked about their adventures very fondly.

It was nice to hear him talk about the people he cared about, he looked so happy, it made you feel the warmth coming from his words. How he smiled and laughed when he talked about them.

He told you all kinds of stories, about how they’d sneak pastries out to eat from their parent’s store, how he’d scold them when they forget to brush their teeth, and how they’d invade his bed when they get nightmares

You looked at him talking happily about his family, his siblings and how he takes care of them…you wondered what it’d be like to feel that way, without knowing you spoke out loud “I wish I had a brother like you growing up…” you mixed the bowl of icing unaware of the sudden silence

Trey was caught of guard, with what you told him just now, he realized you also told them before about the situation with your family back home, he internally cursed at himself for being insensitive.

Trey stopped what he was doing, he felt bad somehow, it was like something pinched his heart when you spoke those words.

He looked at you and smiled warmly and ruffled your hair, you tilted your head in confusion, not fully aware of the impact of your words.

Ever since then he made sure to check up on you everyday, ask if you ate, if you needed help with school work, and such

When he notices you look upset or if he feels like you don’t feel comfortable in a place/situation. He’ll pat your head and ask what’s wrong

If you don’t feel like talking about it, he doesn’t push you to, what he does as an alternative is tell you he’d bake [insert favorite dessert here] for you

He told Ace and Deuce to tell him when you get sick so he can come visit and take care of you.

He feels pain knowing you grew up most of your life alone, without siblings or parents to care for you as a child and what’s worse is you cant even see them cuz you have no way to go back home

So in Holidays when everyone goes to see their families, he brings you with him. His family treats you like you’re their family too, so when he sees you smiling he feels happy as well.

He knows how to deal with your stubbornness at times because he is the eldest child after all also he deals with Riddle everyday, so this isn’t a new thing for him to deal with.

He scolds, cares, bonds and even banters with you just like how an older brother would, to him you’re one of his little siblings now too.

He wants to make you feel like you have a safe person, someone you can lean on when the world seems like it’s weighing down on you too much.

Thus him standing as an older brother figure, and that means he’s strict with “crushes” and “admirers” too 😭

He also grounds you when he cant win an argument 💀 #TreyOlderBrotherRights

“Y/n, You are grounded!” “WHAT??“ “FOR ‘TIL COLLEGE!” “FOR ‘TIL COLLEGE?!?!” “You heard me. For. ‘Til. College.” “Trey…this is college.” “…”

Jade Leech

Long story short you made a bet with the twins, the prize was embarrassing baby pictures, and you won.

When you got to their room, you expected to see the twins, but the only one who was there was Jade, “Where’s Floyd?” You asked him “Oh, you’re here, Floyd’s on…Clean up duty…” he explained “Right…” you just nodded, no questions asked cuz who knows what type of “Clean up duty” is Floyd performing.

You held out your hand, smug, “My prize please~” Jade laughed, and handed you one picture, it was of them mushing and eating cake as 2 year olds. “Hey no fair! You said picturessss” you emphasized the ‘s’

“I couldn’t find it, Floyd’s side of the room look like a whirlpool hit it…and he has it, although you can go to him at Clean up duty to ask-“ “NO THIS IS FINE!” you quickly cut him of resulting to him chuckling.

He made it up to you by telling you stories about them instead, he told you a lot, from stories of them growing up to him ranting about having to always look after Floyd when they were kids. “We take care of each other, though It’s mostly me that has to do all the responsible things Floyd doesn’t want to do” He added, smiling while he reminisces about their past.

“You’re a great brother Jade.” You complimented looking back at the picture he handed you “Thank you.” He replied “I wish I had a brother like you…” you mumbled staring at the picture. Jade turned his attention to you when he heard that…

Oh boy here we go. He was worried you were about to cry. The always smiling gentleman Jade was now the ‘distressed awkward Jade’

He doesn’t really know how to provide comfort in these situations, usually when someone’s upset he comforts them by telling them ‘it’s gonna be okay’ but in your ‘now way home’ case. IT WAS NOT GONNA BE OKAY.

He was as stiff as a board…just staring at you waiting for a clue on what to do next. But unfortunately for him, you didn’t even notice the situation and continued staring at the picture.

He awkwardly puts a hand in your shoulder and pats it, earning a questioning look on your face.

When you saw him looking like he was being held at a gun point, you giggled and apologized for making him uncomfortable.

The rest of your time together there was mostly prolonged silence. So you gave the picture back to him, thanked him for the stories and left.

He felt bad, no scratch that he felt awful, he tried putting himself in your shoes…what if he didn’t have Floyd? He asked himself. It pained him. When Floyd got home he gave him a hug, the thought was that upsetting for him.

That night he had his eyes closed but he was thinking about you, if he felt that way by just the mere thought of it, how were YOU feeling living it all your life.

He took matters into his own hands and slowly, made himself take on the older brother role for you.

He started taking you and picking you up from class class to class, walking you there and making sure you get there okay.

After awhile Floyd joined in it too, after Jade telling him about what happened. He thought of it, and yeah, it’d be really miserable if Jade wasn’t around if he was in your shoes too.

He made sure you were okay everyday, and no one’s bothering you. If there were he’d let Floyd handle it.

They’d both be the first ones to greet you in your birthday, yeah even before the ghosts or Grimm cuz they’d be secretly sleeping in Ramshackle two days prior 😭

You’re basically an unofficial “Leech” they’d sometimes try to convince you to change your last name so you can be their official little sibling.

Jade would also tell you to take lots of pictures when you three are bonding, whether that be sleepovers, at class, pulling pranks on Azul, he just wants you to feel like you now have not ONE but TWO older brothers

When Teacher’s ask for a parent or guardian when you get in trouble, and Crowly isn’t available, they’ll be the ones to (break you out of detention)come get you.

He’ll teach you how to make a terrarium and how you can take care of it, Floyd would try to drag you out of it, not wanting both of you to be mushroom obsessed but Jade’s force was stronger

Would be strict with your studies. Scolds and Tutors both you and Floyd when you both fail at a subject.

“If Johny has 6 x 3 bottles of dish soap, how much dish soap would he have?” “How much?” “Who the fuck is Johny?” “NO ONE FLOYD, ANSWER THE QUESTION” “Did you say 6 x 3 or 3 x 6?” “*inhales and exhales* Keep it together Jade”

Jamil Viper

You were visiting Jamil’s hometown with the other students, and you have to admit, hot days and cold nights you all were able to enjoy the beauty Scalding Sands had to offer.

You even met Najma, Jamil’s younger sister. You two befriended each other almost immediately, it was nice meeting a friend outside of NRC, Jamil joined in on you two later on.

You watched the two banter and tease each other until it ended up with them shouting at each other in Arabic, though it wasn’t serious, just sibling banter. You three stayed up all night, just doing all sorts of stuff, eventually Najma fell asleep before you and Jamil. You noticed this and pointed it out, Jamil sighed and carried his sister to her room.

Taking her bandana headband off, so as her jewelry and she let her hair down, he tucked her in and made sure to leave a glass of water by her bedside table mumbling a small good night before he walked to leave the room, when he saw you peeking by the door curiously, you hid back when he knew he saw you earning a small laugh from him

He went out and closed the door behind him, meeting you in the hallway “Sorry…” you apologized “No need, you weren’t doing anything wrong” He ruffles your hair a little and walked, you followed behind him

“You probably miss your siblings to huh?” He asked, “I don’t have siblings…It’d be nice if I had a sister like Najma or a brother like you though” you chirped, Mentally he was punching himself in the face for assuming that you had siblings, hearing the sadness in your voice when you answered him made him feel sad too…he walked you to your room and said good night, but he couldn’t stop thinking about what you said the next morning.

He just kept looking your way, just staring until you notice and he looks away. He’s worried, upset, sad, guilty, and he thought what you must’ve went through growing up alone.

He couldn’t stop thinking about it so he told his little sister, she actually punched him though, scolding him for making you feel sad.

She told him to take care of you at NRC too, she was also worried for you and she couldn’t come along with Jamil to bring to comfort and care so she told him to do it.

Jamil agreed, so when you all went back to NRC, suddenly he made you packed lunch everyday, ask how classes went, if you needed any help with subjects and he’d give you small gestures of affection like head pats, cheek pinching, he’d hold your bag for you, etc.

He didn’t want to make you uncomfortable with the sudden actions, so he only did it little by little until you got used to it.

You did ask why though, and he told you that Najma told him to look after you because she’s grown fond of you. The smile you made when he said that made him feel warm.

Like Trey, every holiday, he’d take you back to his hometown so you could spend it there, and so you can see Najma again.

You felt at home, more than in your real home. He was happy you did, he really did think of you as a little sibling now.

Though since you are technically their unofficial sibling, you became the middle ground of their banters and arguments.

“Najma, don’t argue with me you know I’m right.” “Uh no you’re not, If anyone in this room is correct it’s me, like always” “since when?!” “Since ALWAYS” “Y/n who’s right?” “Yeah Y/n tell him how wrong he is” “uhh I’m just gonna… *hides in vase*”

Silver

You were walking around in Diasomnia, when you saw Silver training with Sebek, you kinda just took a seat in the grass and watched them, swords clashing, swift strike and dodges. You were waiting to see who would win the duel when Sebek kicked Silver’s sword out of his hand, he wasn’t aware you were there so he kicked it your way. You couldn’t move either due to how fast it happened

You thought you’d meet your bitter end and die right then and there, you’re eyes were shut getting ready to be stabbed by a sword. But then you didn’t, and you were alive. You looked at your body for any scratches or wounds but there was nothing. You thanked the great 7 for sparing you but then Sebek shouted

“HUMAN WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE?! YOU COULD’VE GOTTEN HURT!!” He yelled and you flinched at the sudden volume of his voice snapping you out of your thoughts, “Don’t yell, they were just watching, besides you kicked it towards them” Silver scolded Sebek and turned to you.

You didn’t even notice he was right infront of you, “Are you okay?” He asked. Then it hit, the realization that he was the one who blocked the sword. You shot up and started scanning him for injuries “Why are you asking me that?! I should be asking you that!” You said panicked, you saw a cut in his arm, it wasn’t deep but it was huge and it was bleeding so you asked Sebek to go get a first aid kit and he did, while you applied pressure to his wound so it wouldn’t bleed too much.

You got patched him up and told him he shouldn’t have jumped in the way like that, but he told you if he didn’t you’d get hurt. You thought that was really cool of him, no really cared for you enough to protect you like that. “You’d make a great older brother Silver” you said, wrapping the bandage around his arm. It surprised him “How can you tell?” He asked, curious.

“Well you know how to use a sword! That’s really cool…” you happily said, “and you protect and take care of people you love…” you added, he smiled “I’m also told that I acted cold around others, who would want me as brother?” He asked “I would…I think it’d be nice….” you mumbled finishing up the bandage on his arm. He felt his heart throb…he remembered you’re an only child, like him…

You helped him back inside and apologized for causing trouble, he was quick to dismiss it and told you that you never meant for it to happen.

He also nudged at Sebek to apologize for yelling at you earlier, since he saw you flinch. Sebek did but you said that it was okay, and bid them both goodbye.

That same day he went inside Lilia’s room, Lilia was surprised so he asked him why he went to his room….He told Lilia to take custody of you while you’re here so he can be your older brother

Lilia was shocked and speechless by Silver’s sudden request. Now he couldn’t help but wonder what was going on inside Silver’s head. So he asked.

Silver explained that he simply wanted to take on the role of being your older brother so he can protect you and that he needs Lilia to adopt you first. Lilia said yes💀

The next day Lilia was announced to be your temporary guardian making Silver your older brother. You were still processing what happened.

But ever since it was official, he made everyone know that you were his little sibling. He’d go to your classes and pick you up, teach you how to use a sword and protected you from people who pick on you.

He’d also come by Ramshackle every night, sometimes sleeping over, cuz he doesn’t wanna leave you all alone there. What if you had nightmares? He wanted to protect you from those too.

He’d always invite you to dinner, mainly because he’d tell Malleus you wanted to cook for them so they can avoid Lilia’s cooking sometimes, but also just because he wants you to spend time with them and feel at home.

It even came to a point where he asked you to transfer to diasomnia so you two can be nearer with each other, you declined and said Crowly was the one to decide that. That was his next mission😭 and he went to Lilia again for help.

“Father help me convince headmaster Crowly to transfer my little sibling here so they can live with us.” “Silver….it’s 4 in the morning….” “Yes I know, we need to start early so we can catch him before he leaves to go somewhere again, come on let’s go.”

A/N: It’s longer than I planned it to be 😭 but if you’re a follower of mine you’ll have to get used to long fics/headcannons/scenarios/reactions 💀 anyways, you know the drill, did not proofread this. Thx for waiting anon🥹♥︎

[shunshunrika]

3 some w isagi and bachira?

maybe include Nagi too if you're comfy (T_T)

luv ur works really I've been stalking ur acc (not in a creepy way) (*_*")

omg nooo it's not creepy at all and THANK YOU LOVE FOR READING my noob-grade, thirsty thoughts on this blog!! let me know how you like this!

warnings: SMUT, mdni, 18+ only, afab!reader, cum play, double penetration, mfm, vaginal s*x, nipple play, kissing, oral (m. and f. recieving), handjobs, and the like. not proofread towards the end.

PASS! ft. Isagi Yoichi and Bachira Meguru

symbiosis(sym.bi.o.sis) (n.) - a mutually beneficial relationship between different people or groups.

You had initially firmly believed that monogamy was the absolute law of the land, and that polyamory was for unconventional freaks. Yeah, you'd have your fair share of hookups, but you'd never consider dating two people at once. With that in mind, you struggled to find a partner who would satisfy two very dominant traits of your personality - being taken care of and to take care of.

Yes, such people exist, and it was a constant fight to keep both sides of you satisfied until you had grown the balls to admit you were wrong about your rigid notions.

You had begun dating your tinder match, Meguru Bachira on a whim. It had started off as a casual fling, a few hookups here and there to keep both of you happy - but you started to grow affectionate towards the chirpy boy who would cling to you and eventually offered him a real date.

You thought it was going great with Meguru. He was a good guy. Friendly, loving, hilarious and above all respectful and considerate. He was the one who observed you were not being yourself to the fullest extent in this relationship and he was the one who proposed that you bring in another chap into the mix.

He told you that one of his closest friends, some guy by the name of Yoichi Isagi was picking up interest in you after having seen you and chatted with you at one of the football association gatherings as Meguru's +1. (Yes, your boyfriends were footballers, it was supremely hot) He confessed to Meguru about his growing infatuation after a chance bar outing and getting drunk. Meguru was initially jealous because he wanted you all to himself but with time, he considered that Isagi would be the perfect guy to bring out your other side, the one you hide with Meguru. With that, the three of you met up and after a lot of fidgeting around and a lot of scrutiny on your end, you decided to become a throuple.

It turned out to be one of the best decisions of your life and you couldn't thank Meguru enough for it. You took control and had your ego tickled when your baby, Meguru was with you and you were able to let go off the steering wheel while Isagi made sure you were pampered to hell. So far, you had kept your sex lives separate. You were riding Meguru on some days and on some days, you were being f*cked into the mattress by Isagi. It was perfect.

*******

"Yoichi" you whispered into Isagi's ear, laying on top of him on the bed as he scrolled through his phone, reading web-manga. You had come over to Isagi's house today as Meguru was grinding at practice the whole day. It had been a few days since you saw Isagi as he was overseas for a work-related business. You had figured since it was his off day, the two of you could maybe catch up a bit and watch a movie. That and you desperately needed his kisses.

He gave the best kisses in the world, he easily trumped Meguru in that department.

"What is it, baby?" he asks softly, removing strands of hair from your forehead so they don't fall into your eyes. He keeps the phone aside and embraces you, rubbing your back.

"I want kisses." you say, pouting. Meguru hasn't actually seen you this way ever and you were always curious as to how he would react if he did.

"Kisses?" Yoichi smirked at you, bringing your face closer to him.

"Here?" he asked, pressing a peck to your forehead as you shook your head.

"Then here?" he pressed another kiss to your cheek.

"Yoichi! You know what I mean!" you whined, squirming in his grip as he laughed.

"Oh, right, right." he said, kissing your nose and scrunching up his face when he sees your expression. "Ah, you are such good entertainment!" he says, finally leaving a kiss on your lips.

"Can't believe Bachira had you to himself for three whole months before I got my hands on you."

You were barely listening to what he was saying though. Today marked the twelfth day since you had subbed. and you were desperate. You grabbed Isagi by the hair and brought him down on your face again.

"Hey, Easy there-" he managed to speak before you were pushing your tongue into his mouth. It's not long before he's groaning into your mouth, the sweat from both of your foreheads making your hair stick to them. You snake your hands up into his t-shirt and feel his taut muscles relaxing and contracting as you continue to smooch him. You feel him bite your upper lip to make you stop for a second.

"Enough with the lips." he commanded, moving his mouth to latch onto your neck and start sucking there as he positions himself under you to squeeze the fat of your waist.

"Ah, I missed this!" you yelp as he hits a delicious spot near the crook of your neck. "Go harder!" you find yourself getting lost in Isagi's moves and his heady scent until a familiar jolly voice cuts through your senses.

"Y/N?" you see Meguru standing by the door of Isagi's bedroom and the both of you look at him skeptically. He seemed a little off - duller, somehow.

"How'd you get in?" Isagi asked. No he wasn't offended or anything that he had just interrupted your hot make out session. Isagi was probably genuinely concerned about house safety.

"You gave me the keys months ago, dumbass." Meguru said, approaching your bed and making your heartbeat spike unknowingly. He had in fact caught you in an embarrassing position even if he had scene every nook and cranny of your body by now. He didn't seem too bothered though, something else was on his mind. And Isagi spoke before you could.

"Something up, bro?"

"Nothing. Midfield play was amazing. Some of the guys on my team messed up some of the goals though. Had to take the brunt of that loss as the captain. I was up against Nagi's team today."

You feel a chill run up your spine when you hear that name. You two had hooked up. But it was only once, probably a year ago now, before Bachira happened and the both of you were drunk out of your minds. Nagi's poor aftercare was enough reason for you to leave first thing in the morning, leaving him butt naked and with a few notes of cash stuck in his buttcrack as thanks for the one orgasm you fingered out of yourself when he came too early and slept off.

"Hey, don't feel too low." Isagi said. "At least, when it comes to Nagi."

"I was one more 'your play is boring' comment away from kicking him in the nuts." Bachira said, rubbing the back of his neck and crouching down beside the bed to twirl a strand of your hair. "How you doing, babe?"

You felt so sorry for him when you saw his puppy like eyes. You knew exactly what he needed, and you knew he wouldn't dare to ask because he assumed this was your quality time with Isagi.

"Megu-chan, do you want to do it?" you offered generously and saw Meguru turn red.

"Wh-Huh-W-Well you're... I thought you were busy with Isagi and so." Meguru stuttered, clearly embarrassed.

"Come up," you said, guiding his head to lay on your chest. You lifted up your shirt to expose your breasts to him and both Bachira and Isagi started at your soft mounds in awe.

"Meguru likes to suck on them when he's down." you explain to Isagi as he looks on curiously. "Go on, Megu." and with your permission, Meguru latches on to one of your breasts and starts suckling like a baby. You let one hand remain on Isagi's neck and caress Meguru's head with the other. "Where were we?" you ask as Isagi hesitantly continues kissing your neck. You now have pleasure ebbing at you from two different spots on your body. Meguru's mouth is relentless as he gropes one of your breasts and sucks the life out of the other one. Isagi on the other hand has a tight grip on your jaw and alternates between your neck and your mouth with his hungry kisses. Soon, your thighs grow weak, and you feel wetness gather in your nether regions. You moan into Isagi's mouth, and he breaks the kiss to look at you and then at Bachira.

"Okay, enough." Isagi says irritably, trying to pry Meguru's lips off your nipples, earning angry whines from the boy. "Pass her to me. It's my turn now." Isagi says, descending onto your chest and flicking at your nipples with his tongue. You watch Bachira stare at the two of you while biting his lip. There seemed to be some uneasiness in his pants. You beckoned him to stand up and drop his pants for you to inspect.

"Looks like you're hard already, Meguru." you smile at his embarassed red face as he hides his boner with his hands. "I-I got carried away."

You start stroking his length gingerly. He has a pretty one, medium sized, curvy, thin - quite soft. Thin green veins running all along it. It's the curve that you love the most though, reaches some wicked places inside you after all. You start pumping his length soon enough as Isagi notes all of this. This special attention you give Bachira always. He used to consider it a given for being the dommest of the three but now he craves for more. He grabs your wrist and slides it onto his hard shaft instead, staring at you intently.

"I said I want to have her now." he commands. "That means no Bachira for a few minutes, understood?"

"Don't steal my girl like you steal my ball on the court, Isagi." Bachira cuts through and gently places his length in your mouth, holding your chin.

You love it. Love it! The two men you crave for the most fighting over who gets you.

"Y/N. If you divert your attention from my c*ck for even a second, you don't get to cum tonight, do you understand?" he asks, placing his own hand on your grip his hard on. You nod at him eagerly, mouth already full of Bachira's c*ck. You take a look at Isagi's. It stands tall and very straight. A bit above average. Two very large blue veins and a smaller tip.

You start taking the two men like a champ. One of them moans and whines while thrusting his body into your mouth while the other sighs and groans, whimpering occasionally as his manhood lies in the mercy of your fist. You are able to maintain this pace well until Bachira grabs your hair and makes you turn towards his c*ck, diverting your attention there.

"My Pass. Now give your all here like a good girl." he says, panting and lazily. Bachira?!! Was this your subby Bachira?

"I will cum on you first." Bachira declares but Isagi won't let him have that.

"Sorry, she's busy." he says, grabbing you altogether and pinning you on the bed, caging you such that he acts like a barrier between you and Bachira. You make doe eyes at Bachira and mouth a 'sorry'.

"I am so ruining you tonight-" Isagi starts but Bachira is already pushing at his chest. "Hey, you thief. Get off, she's mine!"

"She's mine. She had her first squirt with me!" Isagi yells back.

"No. That was with me. What did you do even? Can't compare to my tongue."

"HAH?? Don't make me make you suck my c*ck!" Isagi screamed.

"Like hell! In your dreams!"

You let their drama unfold as you patiently removed the rest of your clothing and waited for them coyly. When they noticed you sat there undressed, both their hands went to their own clothes. Bachira beat Isagi by a second and jumped on you.

"I am doing you first!" he said excitedly. You eye Isagi apprehensively.

"Fine, Meguru get's to pick where he wants to put it in first." you declare, winking at Isagi. That sets him off. He picks you up by your thighs and seats you down on his angry hard on, eliciting a thunderous moan from you.

"You sucker!" Bachira yells out, scrambling like a panther and positioning himself. He enters you in the same hole as Isagi, making your eyes bulge out from pain and pleasure.

"She said she wanted me to pick!"

You let them fight over you yet again as you got drunk in the pleasure of being double penetrated. Bachira from the front and Isagi from the back. Fortunately, they kept thrusting in and out as they bantered, not in sync, always keeping you on the edge of what will come next. You were so overwhelmed, you put your arms around Bachira's shoulder for support and Isagi yanked you by your hair.

"Not him, before me." he whispered darkly into your ear.

"You dumbass, she's hurting!" Bachira scolded Isagi, embracing you and rubbing your back.

"I-I'm-" you lean back and bump into Isagi, pushing your tongue into his mouth as you twisted your neck around. "Do it harder, Yoichi! Only you can."

That was enough motivation for Isagi to pick you off of Bachira's c*ck and go full force into you, making you bounce on his lap as he thrusted upwards, gritting his teeth and hissing. Bachira didn't want to give up in any way possible though, so he swooped down and started his assault on your clit.

The two men worked relentlessly to make a sludge out of your brain and your innards. Your eyes rolled back as you yelped and came violently right into Bachira's open mouth. You couldn't tell if it was his doing or Yoichi's.

Yoichi didn't stop though. He kept up with his pace while Bachira retracted, savoring your juice and licking it off his chin. Isagi positioned himself so that he attacked you sweet spot and you came yet again, this time spraying fluid everywhere. Especially on Bachira's face and chest.

"Yes!" Bachira exclaimed. "Do all that hardwork and I get all of Y/N's output!" he mocked Isagi.

"Well, don't you worry. Y/N gets mine." Isagi smirked, pulling out of you as you plop to the bed and positions his tip at your mouth.

"Drink up." he says, emptying all his cum onto your welcoming tongue.

"Mmmm." you moaned as you took the thick, creamy substance in, swishing it around with your tongue and blowing bubbles in it. As you came down from your orgasm, and sucked on your finger, completely deranged, you saw something unexpected take place.

Bachira, who was a tad bit taller than Isagi pushed him down into the bed.

"And this is for you." he said, pumping his curvy cock next to Isagi's face as Isagi prepared for the impact with a snarl. As Isagi closed his eyes, Bachira dumped all of his seed onto Isagi's face.

You gawked at them in awe, disbelief, amusement, what not.

BACHIRA?

MEGURU BACHIRA? Your sweet, subby, 'I'll eat you out, that's all' boy?

"Come here." he motioned for you to get closer and you scrambled towards him from your place on the bed.

"Put whatever's in your mouth back into his." he demanded, holding your arm. You took one look at Isagi. He seemed to be in a daze, face covered in cum. From the orgasm or from what Bachira did, who knows. Initially, you refused Bachira's demand as you wanted Yoichi's cum to yourself.

"Do it, and I'll give you something better baby." he said, stroking your cheek. So you went for it. Dumping all of Isagi's cum and your saliva right back into his mouth. Return Gift with interest.

You turned to Bachira now.

"Good girl. Now lick my jizz off his face and swallow it right up, honey." he said with his chirpy voice, pointing to Isagi's face.

You were appalled at how you never knew about this side of Bachira. and you were extremely pleasantly surprised.

You proceeded to exactly as he said and licked all of Bachira's cum off of a still dazed Isagi's face. Gulping it down readily.

"That's my girl." Bachira complimented you, while placing a soft kiss on your lips.

"Ahhh! I feel better already!" he stretched out, backing down and laying on the bed, pulling you to lay atop him. The both of you turned an eye to Isagi who was passed out beside you.

"Mate has no stamina I see." Meguru joked and you chuckled.

"Guess he's only good at passing on the field then." you said, playing with Meguru's hair.

"Oh he isn't." Meguru corrected you. "I am."

"If I don't pass, Isagi can't win. If I don't set it up for him, he can't please you. Symbiosis."

"That's why you let me be with him then." you said, gasping. "Meguru, I didn't know you were crafty like that."

"Don't ever forget who's the boss now." he said, giving you his signature playful wink.

[angelkitty54]

Ugh, I look at this and feel like it needs to be shaded to be finished, but boy do I really, really, reeeeeaally not want to! T_T

But anyways here's some designs for Sonic, Sally and Shadow's kids from the Incredibles Superhero AU. No supersuits yet, just normal outfits for now. Planned on doing a family portrait but thats seven characters, plus still am not fully sold on some of the designs for the kids yet. Gonna be working on that next tho.

So! About the kids! First off is the eldest, Estelle. Inspiration for her character comes from Incredibles Violet Parr and Lara-su from the light Mobius storyline. Biologically she is Sonic and Shadow's (don't think I've ever mentioned before but lets headcanon that there's a portion of the Mobian population that can have kids regardless of gender; Sally and Sonic are both like that). Might change around the colours in her quills, but she also used to dye them black like Shadow, but am thinking she started experimenting with colours when she hit her teens. Growing up she was always closer with Sally, but is secretly a daddy's girl too. As for powers she is able to wield chaos energy like Shadow, more in the form of energy blasts and force fields. Estelle struggles with wanting to be "normal" but also deep down thinks her powers are really cool.

On to the twins, Sonya and Manik (also inspired by Light Mobius storyline)! Biologically Sally and Sonic's, and technically not actually twins but are often treated as such given how they both got pregnant at roughly the same time. Sally carried Manik and Sonic carried Sonya, who is about a month older than her brother, a fact she lords over him every chance she gets. I wanted Sonya's hair to have a spikey look to show some of that hedgehog in her. I like Manik's gap tooth, and the shorter, messier spikes, gave him. Wanted to give him bangs to, but nothing really fit so far. Am thinking they both got superspeed but also developed secondary powers too. Still debated what those would be tho. They also both have traces of nanites in their blood from Sally. These two are always up to mischief, and have way to much energy with no proper outlet for it all. They also tend to cling to each other and have difficulty making friends separately.

And lastly there's the baby who I am struggling to come up with a name for! (Why must names be so hard!?) He is biologically Sally and Shadow's. Sonic is the primary caregiver as it was decided that Sally would go back to work once her maternity leave was up. And at first glance it appears that Sonic is the favourite parent, but he is well aware that the real favourite is Nicole. At the start of the story does not have any powers, but just like Jack Jack, we all know that's going to change... ;)

[icehearts]

send CAUGHT for a scene from my muse's past in which they were caught doing something they shouldn't

( glimpses of the past — not accepting more because it already took way too long to get to these. T_T )

“You shouldn’t be in here.”

Hells.

Grateful that her back is to the entrance of the guild hall, Esca withholds a scowl. She didn’t anticipate anyone else coming by the laboratory at this hour. Oh, how she mislikes this kind of miscalculation!

Steady, still: she maintains a stable grip on the flask, lest it slip and shatter and spill her hard work all over the floor. This project deserves a better fate than becoming another stain on the tile.

“Shouldn’t I?” Esca’s tone is sweet; innocent, innocuous. She keeps her back to the intruder, not dignifying them with eye contact. “The laboratory is open to all alchemists of the guild, is it not?”

Silence.

“Not after hours it isn’t.” Footsteps echo as the other woman — the receptionist, from the sound of her voice — crosses the room for a few paces. “What’s so important it couldn’t wait ‘til morning?”

There’s the gentle sound of fabric rustling as the unwelcome guest, if Esca had to guess, now stands with her arms folded across her chest.

“Oh, this?” Esca chances a quick glance over her shoulder, swirling the flask above a crackling fire crystal, the solution slowly changing hue. Almost done now. “A last-minute commission. You know how it goes with these sorts of things.” Hollow laughter.

A half-truth.

A chronometer on the wall ticks the time away.

Would the receptionist call her bluff?

Across the room, the other woman sighs. “Finish up, then. Quickly.” More rustling fabric, then the jingling of keys. She mumbles something about keeping the new alchemists out. She mumbles something else. Something unpleasant.

“Yes, ma’am!” Feigned obedience. It’s not like Esca was planning to be in here for much longer. Or ever again, for that matter — at least not like this. "Just another moment and I’ll be out of your hair.”

Carefully, controlled, Esca sets the flask and its contents to cool on a metallic tray as the last sparks of the fire crystal crackle and fizzle out. The weight of the receptionist’s impatient gaze is heavy. And annoying.

Undeterred, Esca removes a leatherbound journal from the drawer at her work desk. Flipping through ink-stained pages filled with finely-penned records and accounts of trials and errors until she finds her place, she notes the date and — glancing at the chronometer — time of completion. Appearance, aroma, future applications.

The journal closes with a soft *thump* before Esca tucks it away, making a mental note to secure a workspace of her own — one without an audience. The receptionist taps her toe against the tile, patience growing thin, as Esca plugs the cooled flask with a cork stopper and places it safely within crystal-cooled storage for transportation.

“Personal delivery,” she smiles. An unnecessary detail. The truth.

Pinching the bridge of her nose, perhaps wearier than she is wary, the receptionist dismisses Esca with a half-hearted handwave. The heavy wooden doors creak as they close behind her. The lock clicks and, entirely satisfied with herself (too clever by half!), Esca and her freshly-brewed concoction take off for their destination.

Thank you both so much for the prompt @oh-yeah-no and @ubejamjar! ♥

[pink-strawberry-kissess]

do u have some hcs for when the twins are newborns? i imagine leon would be soo protective he would be scared to break them (im so normal about his big arms) so imagine tiny babies on his arms hejdbjejsjsjjdndj

AEON TWIN SUPREMACY

they'd be so tiny, i still don't really know if i'd have it so that ada has a perfectly good pregnancy or not, especially since i'd hc that she's in her early 40s so i wonder if like- it'd be also harder since it would be twins (also we can assume she's pretty healthy??? she flipping around a lot during re6 lol)

i don't wanna get into the pregnancy part for rn so i'll talk about after they're born

but they'd be so tiny!!!! i dunno why but ada is also kinda thin, i can't imagine her getting HUGE HUGE lol

i think about ada holding one, leon holding the other after she's had them and they're just in awe of how small they are. they can almost immediately tell them apart (leon will get confused if he's really tired though)

one is kinda fussy and the other isn't haha

leon has the fussy one and she's just kinda pouty sometimes

he would jokingly say he can carry both of them in his arms and he can technically but he wouldn't just on the off chance something goes wrong T_T

LEON WITH A DUEl CARRIER ON HIS CHEST AND HIS BACK WITH THE TWO BABIES I'M SO NORMAL ABOUT THIS

when they're a bit bigger he'd let them hang off of his arms hehe, and ada would just be like, "be careful with the girls leon," just kinda rolling her eyes but the girls are so giggly playing with daddy hehe

they love leon playing with their hair but ultimately mommy has to do their hair cause she does it better

whenever he's holding them he just feels how small they are and how fragile, he just wants to protect them. he feels better if they fall asleep on his chest. he barely wants to leave them and starts to realize that one day he'd have to let them have some space when they grow up

leon is SUCH A GIRL DAD

he'd love spending time with them and having tea parties and just letting them get paint and glitter and stuff on him lol

i think that he might be strict SOMETIMES but that's when they're older.

he would want them to grow up not spoiled in a sense and want them to still do chores and stuff around the house

feel like leon would be best dad but he would also be worried that he wouldn't be doing a good job sometimes

god i really do go all over the place i started talking about them as they're older lol

uh anyways

yes when they're small, he would just kinda need reassurance that he's doing good or not. sometimes they would just be crying incessantly and he just can't get them down for a nap or something

ada would help, she suffers with it too- thinking that she's not doing a good job as a mother but she tries her best. they both do but they suffer with thinking that they're just fucking up

they both (i think canonically) didn't have good childhoods so i can see them struggling to understand what it's like to have a good healthy household.

they just want their babies to be okay :(((

leon does a lot of the stuff with the babies

changing them, feeding them, playing with them

i see ada probably being okay with breastfeeding and feels a bit emotional about it cause she wasn't expecting to have leon's babies. so to have them in her arms makes her extremely emotional

ada does a lot of the dressing them up, bathing them, getting them to bed

they always read to them at the end of the night no matter what

they also have bear toys!!!

YES

they take shifts a lot to take care of them but also spend time together taking care of them because it's easier that way

they didn't expect the babies let alone twins, so it was very overwhelming at first

when they can have more foods, leon's eager to get them to try different foods like banana or blueberries. they love how they react to the foods hehe

HELENA CAN NOT TELL THEM APART

HELL YEAH AUNTIE HELENA IS HERE

she has trouble if they don't have differing bows or outfits, but when they get older she can tell them apart better.

they both are just cute little copies of ada lol

i know genetics can lead to aeon babies having the recessive gene, but i just don't headcanon them to be extremely blonde. maybe slightly brown hair but that's it. it's just unlikely for them to have a blonde hair blued eyed baby (but if you headcanon that, that's fine) for me i just don't see it

BUT ALSO I'M A SUCKER FOR ONE BLUE EYED AEON BABY, and then the other slightly lighter hair tone

but also for this they can not be identical, which i never really headcanoned tbh. i always thought of them to be fraternal twins

I ADD MORE LATER

[merakiui]

For character bingo, Grim or Ruggie!

I really like Grim! He’s a fun, silly companion to have in a situation in which you are brought into an unfamiliar world. I know some companions in video games can become boring or annoying when they're with you so constantly, but I never feel that way with Grim. I like that he genuinely cares for his kobun hehe. <3 even if it never seems that way, there are lots of moments in the game where Grim shows he cares in his own ways and I like how his friendship with the MC (as well as ADeuce and other characters) has developed throughout the main storyline. :D also in book six where MC is so concerned about finding Grim??? That broke my heart omg!! T_T they just want to make sure he's safe aaaaaa!!!!!! And Grim crying in his cell about how he wants to see MC... (or something like that; admittedly, that scene in book 6 is foggy. ^^;;;)

Also, the tiny sprinkles of Grim lore we get!!!!! It makes me so curious to learn more about him and his (what I'm assuming is potentially) sad past. I think Grim deserves lots of happiness and premium tuna, and I hope only good things are in his future. He's a lovable gremlin who grows on you over time. :D

As for Mr. Ruggie...

OH RUGS!!!!! I love Ruggie!!!! <3 he's just like me fr. I hope for his success every day because he deserves only good things and no suffering whatsoever!!! I also really like his hair??? The colors and the style itself are just so satisfying to look at, if that makes any sense. orz his laugh is really cute, too. T_T every time he does that signature laugh of his, I find myself smiling because it's so fun to listen to.

When I'm not simping for Octavinelle or Heartslabyul, Ruggie is one of my favorites. He was the second character who caught my eye back in 2020 and I still love him dearly!!! I really would like to get some of his cards, but I can't lose sight of the inevitable Glorious Masquerade release (and Riddle's birthday in August). One day I will have a Ruggie SSR... one day....... >_< the way that this card art had me a vise when I first saw it in 2020:

Ruggie's backstory is so heartbreaking. It's another reason why I love him because, along with that circumstance and the circumstances he grew up with, it forced him to become more resourceful and cunning to survive. He may be another character who schemes and is always trying to make money, sometimes in less-than-shiny ways, but he's very hardworking! Ruggie working many part-times is so real. T_T I understand that grind and I hope he continues to do his best. <3 I want him to always be happy no matter what.

ALSO HIM BEING RAISED BY HIS GRANDMOTHER AAAAAAAA it makes me feel so fluffy because he is a really good guy underneath his sneakiness. Like when he brings leftovers and such home for the winter break to share with the other children in the slums!!! He has a very good heart!!! His grandmother raised him to be so sweet and caring. orz I love him too much.... Rugs, you're perfect in every single way hehe. (♡ˊ͈ ꒳ ˋ͈)

His UM is also very cool!!!! It has a lot of potential (sk!Ruggie) and the way it was utilized in book 2 was so terrifying. ;;;;; not being able to control your own movements because someone else is controlling them and your body is forced to follow every movement they make!!!!! Aaaaaa it's scary to imagine what a yandere!Ruggie might do if he ever needed to rely on his UM for help in getting darling...

[adventuringblind]

6, 25, & 28 please lovely <3

ps .. you deserve all nice things and i am very proud of you for whatever you’ve accomplished (even if all you’ve done is just keep breathing). you always have people in your corner, even if it’s through a screen <33

- 🌻

CRYING REAL TEARSSSSSSS! Y'all are to nice to me T_T

Say three nice things about yourself (three physical and three non-physical). I hate it here so I'm gonna brag

I got my associates degree at seventeen free of charge through dual enrollment so I am accomplished Ig

I somehow understand Spanish despite not being fluent... I blame my mom speaking it all the time but never explicitly teaching it.

I'm good at chess! I was a nerd and made boys cry at tournaments when I was younger. My parents have actually recordings of it.

Thunder thighs save lives!

My hair is nice depending on the day

My lips are kissable n my humble opinion.

What’s the best personal gift someone could give you (playlist, homemade card, etc.)

This might sound kind of silly, any kind of engaging conversation. Like, I love when people pick my brain about things. It makes me so happy that somebody wants to know my thoughts on something.

On a more physical level, I'd say a playlist. I like when people share their music with me because I know that can come with insecurity. I remember being told by my peer group growing up that I wasn't allowed to play my music at hangouts because it was strange. It makes me happy when someone trusts me enough to show me a song they like or a playlist they've made!

Hugs or hand-holding?

Both! My love language is physical touch. Mainly because if I am giving to you or letting you give it to me, it means I trust you insaid space.

Anyway...

Hand holding is something I got used to growing up since I don't look blind but am. My mom and dad needed a way to tug me out of the way of poles or other people. I get yelled at by strangers because I would walk right in the way of things. Shopping was also a pain since I had a tendency to lose sight of my mom even if she was just a bit further down the aisle. Holding onto somebody just became safety for me.

Hugs are different because that's more of a choice. Sometimes I'm to overstimulated to hug back and just lean into somebody else. Or, I hate being suffocated or touched by people when I didn't ask for it unless I already trust said person.

So while handholding is safety, hugs how you know I like you.

[piracytheorist]

Oohhh god. I feel the fatigue in my body already. I had forgotten just how much garbage comes forth whenever you move houses. So many old notes and small receipts and broken hair ties and old leaflets and stuff. I've gone downstairs to throw out trash about four times today, and there's a little more gathered now but it's too little to justify putting on a bra again to go out. I wore my bra all day long today cause it was out of the question doing packing with my Ds unsupported, and about an hour ago I went like "I'm done for today", took it off and had dinner, so it's not coming back on for today XD

I think I'm more than halfway done - that's not counting my electric piano. I need one more person to help with packing that one cause that damn keyboard is big and heavy. The big appliances are just going to go in the car as they are. I'm probably going to get a furnished apartment so all the appliances will have to fit somewhere in my parents' place, so they won't go far, so no need to pack and bubble-wrap those.

My main problem is the dishes and cutlery. I can't pack them yet cause I need to eat tomorrow and on Monday. I'll never get over my fear of packing fragile plates cause what if I drop the box. I mean they barely cost 3 euros each but still. Who deals with that.

I may actually have to go buy some bubble wrap for those on Monday. Oof. So much stuff to do on Monday and only Monday as it's probably going to be my last day in this apartment. My mother offered to help arrange the final stuff, like cut off water and electricity, give back the keys to my landlady, and pick up the appliances I won't take in the new place, so I have a lot of help in that department, but I pretty much have to have everything settled from my side by Monday evening.

It really is that the stress of whether I'd get a job left and the stress of moving out set in. At least it's a little more hopeful this time. If I get a cheap apartment, I can put some money aside all year long so next time I'll have to move I can just rent a van and not worry about trunk space.

Oof. It will be a few intense days until I'm settled and get accustomed to the new place and job. But it's for a good change. I'm so happy the temperature has dropped cause boy I don't know what I would have otherwise XD

Anyway just an update, mostly for me to feel validated for today and encourage myself for tomorrow. Still lots of stuff to put away and decide which box they're going in. Tomorrow I'm continuing the packing, then resting and ordering my favourite pasta dish which I'll probably take TOO LONG to eat again cause it's only from a specific restaurant here and I don't know when I'll be back to taste it again T_T

I'm actually going to miss this town. I didn't love it enough to be like "This should be my forever home!" but I did grow accustomed to it pretty quick. There are lots of things I'll think about it fondly... but the great part about the new place is that it's a twenty-minute (and cheap!) bus ride from the sea. And I've missed walking down a beach or seaside town. That'll definitely fill some of my weekends XD

[soobiverse]

Strawberries ~ Osaki Shotaro ✧

Genre: fluff + romance

Word count: 1.28k ᵕ̈

Authors note: I wrote this while Shotaro was still a member of NCT and wanted to post it for a while and then he left (T_T)

The cherry blossoms danced in the spring breeze, the children laughed, and their shoes hit the cobblestone pathway despite most of the day going so well. Others weren't having the best time on this 'marvellous' spring afternoon in the small neighbourhood, hidden from most people who lived in Kanagawa, Japan. A young teen stood breathless outside her small apartment building's hallway as her eyes were set upon the doorway of her home. The place didn't feel like home to her anymore after her father became an alcoholic, and her Mother worked long hours to fund her schooling. The place was rarely clean, and her father always invited his weird friends over for drinks, and their noise level could have been annoying. She hesitated before entering the apartment, and not to her surprise. Her father was on the couch. Beer bottle in hand, he occasionally took steady sips. She didn't bother disturbing the man, knowing it would do no good. He would end up mumbling about how she needed to work so he could drink more and how her Mother doesn't do enough work around the place.

Her room was exactly how she had left it, piles of clothes and textbooks on the ground and overfilled trash cans of tissues from her recent cold she caught. She collapsed onto her unmade bed as she woke up this morning, not feeling the need to make it. Combing the strands of hair, she caught with her fingers since she didn't feel like sitting up and finding another source of entertainment, the sound of the front door opening rang in her ears. Knowing it was just her father's friends, entering the main living area to enter the kitchen would be no easy task. The girl's Mother would be home at 10pm, giving the young Japanese girl's father 6 hours to drink with his middle-aged single friends. The girl hasn't eaten since lunchtime, and unfortunately, she tends to grow hungry very efficiently. Hayami sat up and thought for a second, blowing the random loose strands of her out of her face. Then, she walked towards the kitchen. "Hayami", one of her father's friends, Itsuki, called; she stopped and looked his way. "Hello", she greeted like the kind girl she was raised as her mind wasn't thinking so many nice things about the man like he smelt of alcohol even though he had arrived minutes ago. ."Go down to the store and buy us chips, will ya" Hayami's father demanded, and she Didn't want to go against him, so she nodded and headed back to her room, took her purse and set off for the convenience store nearby.

Entering the store and greeting the worker, Hayami scanned the shelves for the chips her father desired. The convenience store down the road was small, and the radio that was always on played soft Japanese folk music, which was always pleasant to listen to. Hayami liked it and even dreamt of working there, although many kids told her working there wasn't so lovely. She just told them that she didn't care about what they said, and they didn't go against it. As she was checking out, she looked up at the worker. It was a tall male with rich black hair and sweet chocolate eyes. "I'm Nakamoto Yuta," he said. After noticing Y/N's stare, she snapped back into reality. "I'm Ito Hayami", Y/N replied, feeling a hint of embarrassment throughout her body. Afterwards, she left in a rush since she didn't want to spend any more time in the same place as that cute worker as it would be too embarrassing for her. Walking home, she accidentally hit a stranger while carrying her strawberry container. "I'm sorry", the stranger spoke up after knocking the poor girl off her feet and helping her stand up. "It's fine", she replied politely and dusted the dirt off her jacket. "Here, you dropped your strawberry container" The person handed her the container, and they met eyes. His eyes were mesmerising, indeed. They were the colour of the afternoon sun hitting coffee or like freshly melted chocolate. With his smile, it was beaming and bright. They stared at each other, speechless. No words being able to form for the both of them, they fell into a deep pool of each other's eyes, and Y/N thought it was..love. "O-oh, I'm Osaki Shotaro." the boy finally spoke after he broke eye contact. "Ito Hayami", the words escaped her lips, but it came out more of a mumble which she didn't expect. "Thank you, I'll see you later" The girl rushed off with her items after not seeing 1 cute boy, but another one who looked extraordinary in her eyes.

Hayami approached the door of her apartment and pulled out the keys. She already could hear her father and his friends cheering about the game. The whole apartment level could listen to their yelling. Hayami wasn't surprised About the letters that piled all the noise complaints at their door, which was another thing the Mother had to deal with. The poor woman couldn't get a break. The men glanced at the door as it opened, "Ah, you got my chips? Pass it over," Her father demanded, and the girl dug in her bag and handed the pack of original flavoured chips for him and his friends, just want they wanted. She approached the kitchen, opened the fridge and unloaded the few things she bought as noise overflowed the apartment and hit the other rooms of the floor. She wanted to leave badly. And so she did.

The silence that's all the girl could hear as she stood in the middle of the park late at night. The moonlight provided the only light source for her, but she still stood there despite the time and the cold breeze. Her fists clenched tightly, and her bare feet were on the soft grass. There was no reason for her to be out this late. She just felt like it. Her mind was, in fact, filled with racing thoughts about a whole mix of different things. Her eyes were growing heavy as the urge to sleep still built up inside her, but she knew she couldn't fall asleep where she was. So, as much as she didn't want to, she began to walk home. Back to that tiny apartment she was stuck in before, but at least she carried her strawberry soda to sip on while making her journey back to where her parents were sleeping. "Are you alright?" her body froze when she heard a voice she had heard before. Looking behind her, the man picked up her strawberries when they bumped into each other earlier, the boy who looked beautiful in her eyes, Osaki Shotaro. "Yeah, just walking home", she replied with a slight tint of tiredness in her voice that was pretty noticeable. She looked at the path ahead of her and debated if she should end the conversation now and leave or see where he took it.

"You seem tired. Want me to walk you home?" Shotaro worriedly asked the poor tired girl who looked like she could sleep. She didn't know how to respond because the question didn't sit in her mind correctly, so she nodded. Shotaro ended up bringing her back home to her apartment. The noise died as her father's friends left about 3 hours ago when her Mother got home. The clock was close to 1 am. "Get some rest, ok?" Shotaro told the girl that she could only kiss his cheek and enter the apartment. The boy walked back home with a tint of blush on his cheeks.

[muchalucha91]

I made a list for webtoons, might as well make a list for manga/anime! I wasn't really allowed to watch too much cartoons TV growing up, so for the past few years, I've been "catching up" so to speak on the anime I missed out on aaand also watching newer ones lol Anyhoo, here's what I've seen/read so far (in alphabetical order):

Arte (Hulu) Manga continues

Black Butler (Hulu) ((full disclosure, I wasn't super paying attention when I watched this, so I have to watch it again lol))

Blue Exorcist (Hulu) ((I haven't finished it yet))

Cardcaptor Sakura/Clear Card Arc (Netflix) ((One of my faves as a kid, I had a board game for it, even! It has since been lost to time, though. T_T))

Cells at Work (Netflix) ((Also haven't finished yet lol))

Corpse Princess (Hulu) ((See Black Butler lol))

Dance with Devils (Hulu)

Demon Slayer (Hulu) ((haven't seen a lot yet, please don't come for me, I'm trying lol))

Devil is a Part-Timer! (Hulu)

Diabolik Lovers (Hulu)

Dragonball/DBZ/DBS (Funimation) ((I got Funimation just so I could watch Dragonball, then I figured I might as well get a refresher of DBZ since I hadn't seen it since it was on Toonami, all while my BF and I were watching DBS on Toonami/Adult Swim lol)

Fairy Tail/100 Years Quest (all the seasons were on Hulu, but they took all but 2 down, so I've been watching it on Funimation) I am SO excited to see 100YQ animated! It's been fun to read.

Food Wars! (Hulu)

Fruits Basket (both runs are on Hulu)

Fushigi Yuugi (Hulu) ((I actually don't know if I finished this...after a while I was just waiting for it to be over and it just. wasn't. ending.

Horimiya (Hulu)

Inuyasha/Final Act (Hulu/Netflix has the movies) ((another fave from my childhood))

Itazura na Kiss (Hulu) ((I'm not sure why people like this))

Jujustu Kaisen (Hulu) ((I think I started reading this after I finished watching it, but I've been super busy and forgot lol))

Kaguya-sama: Love is War (Hulu)

Kakuriyo: Bed and Breakfast for Spirits (Funimation)

Kamisama Kiss (Hulu) ((ugh...I love this and it's criminal that the anime didn't finish with the manga))

Kimi ni Todoke (Hulu)

Kono Oto Tomare!: Sounds of Life (Hulu)

Little Witch Academia (Netflix)

Magic-Kyu! Renaissance (Funimation)

Mahoutsukai no Yome [The Ancient Magus' Bride] (Funimation) ((I love this, too, but I had to take a break from the manga because I was getting irritated with the FL and the choices she was making lmao I've been meaning to pick it back up, though, it really is very good!))

Maid Sama! (Hulu)

My Love Story! (Hulu)

Noragami (Hulu) ((made me cry in a way that my BF asked me what was wrong lol))

Ouran High School Host Club (Hulu) ((I'm sorry, I don't get the love for this, but I also haven't been able to read it yet, so maybe I will once I do))

Pokemon [Kanto-beginning of Hoenn] (Hulu) ((I have not kept up with it over the years and the only reason why I know of any of the newer Pokemon is because of PokemonGo and the new Pokemon Snap--which has been really fun so far--lol))

Ranma 1/2 (Hulu)

Rurouni Kenshin (HBO Max) ((I liked this, but I thought the story was super choppy))

Sacrificial Princess and the King of Beasts (manga only for now, but I think I just saw that an anime is coming soon!!) ((this is so beautifully drawn and sooo well written! It made me audibly react sometimes)

Sailor Moon [OG] (Hulu) ((My absolute favorite when I was a kid! My mom even watched it with me lol I wanted to be Sailor Mars sooooo bad I always kept my hair long just like her! I've got her as a keychain right now lol))

Say "I Love You" (Hulu)

School Rumble: 1st-3rd Semesters (Hulu) ((I didn't even watch the last episode. Literally nothing happened and I just felt bad for the guy. I couldn't watch it anymore lol)

Snow White with the Red Hair (Hulu) ((I hope it gets more seasons, but I also hope it gets better animation. I know people worked hard on it, but it does not do the manga justice. It's so beautifully drawn and written, this is for sure one of my favorites!))

Spice ad Wolf (Hulu)

Spy x Family (Hulu) ((It was popping up so much on my tumblr around ep 4 that I had to know what people were talking about and I'm so glad I did!))

Vampire Knight (Hulu) ((Didn't/Couldn't finish it))

Wandering Witch: The Journey of Elaina (Hulu)

Yashahime (Hulu) ((It's not what I was expecting/hoping for, but I've had fun watching it))

Yona of the Dawn (Hulu) ((this NEEDS more seasons, the manga gets SO INTENSE))

You're Lie in April (HBO Max is where I watched it, but I think it's on Hulu, too) ((ugly cried))

Yu Yu Hakusho (Hulu) ((I only saw a few episodes as a kid, but I remember really loving the art style and the voices. It's still one of my faves))

Yu-Gi-Oh! (Hulu) ((I watched this every time it came on Toonami, I had a whole deck that I lost--which I'm still sad about--but I have a new deck and sometimes my BF and I play each other lol))

I've got an excel spreadsheet with these and others that I want to watch, but haven't yet, totaling 126 lmao As of right now (1/2023) I have no desire to watch Attack on Titan, One Piece, or Naruto (again, please don't come for me and PLEASE don't try to convince me), but I welcome any other recommendations and/or discussions/chats about any I listed!

[annawayne]

What a great angst potential T_T

I was thinking about it for a while too, and this whole idea of Armin not looking at himself post-canon runs deep into his self-loathing, to the point where he thinks that he has grown into the man who doesn't deserve all the age he gained. Armin lived for some time with the limited time ahead of him, and I think this fact really developed in him not just the "I have to repay for this second life" mindset, but also the "I'm already dead, I need to be useful as much as possible within this period of time", so when the curse is lifted and he's face to face with not the load of the new responsibilities, but also with the years ahead, his whole "plan" ruins just like the sand-castle with the new tide.

I think that he can develop another stage of his self-hatred with it, since he would look at this double in the mirror and eventually remembered this one time in the Paths when okapi held him and he was looking at himself from another angle - pathetic "piece of shit" he hates, like he said back then - but when he saw himself a few times in the mirror, accidentally, he saw another man he didn't recognize, someone, like you said, worth something, and someone much older than he imagined himself he would be, and this led him to another paralysing, terrifying thought - this man in the mirror isn't me and I hate him even more because he's better then me. I guess, he really can develop this dissociation with his present -self and past-self, which would be tightly linked to that experience in the Paths. He saw himself laying motionless with a dull gaze while everyone was fighting and he couldn't do anything, and this experience, unconsciously, sipped so deep down into his mind, that this is the only thing he can see about himself.

When Annie looks at him, sometimes, he thinks when time will come when she will realize that he's not the one she sees. He doesn't doubt her feelings, no, but he can't understand how the sheer love and a small curve on her lips when she looks at him appear every time when her eyes glide over his frame, how doesn't see in him this pathetic man with so little to offer - this world and his world, her?

Until one day Annie gives him the small book, and he looks at her, puzzled.

"Open it", she just nods, her hands behind her back.

And when he does, all he sees - the pictures of him, in all the mundane and small, ordinary moments of life, caught by her on their new, small photo-camera, a luxury not a lot of people can allow, but for Ambassadors there's always the way.

Here, he curls with the book and blanket, on another picture - him, laughing with Pieck and Connie, on another one - Jean teaches him how to play a billiard and Armin has such a funny concentrated face as if Jean teaches him some difficult geopolitics, here - he cooks her pancakes in the apron, his hair clipped with the hair clip he borrowed from Pieck, here he smiles with such pure and child smile when he reads the new letter from Mikasa, on another one - he and Reiner between the pile of books.

This book is full of pictures of him, just living this life, for one year, and he sees how he also changes, how much he grows and becomes older. And it's not something to be ashamed of.

A few drops of tears fell into the picture of him, where he laughed with Connie, Jean, Pieck and Reiner hugging him, his birthday cake with the candles that showed that he's already 28. He remembers this day, but he doesn't remember Annie taking this picture either - he didn't know she was even doing it all this time.

So when he looks at her, through his glossy eyes, she smiles at him, too, like she always does.

(sorry if it was messy, I just woke up from the nap)

Ok I've been holding on to this for forever, but:

Post-Rumbling Armin can't look at himself in the mirror! That's why Annie has to either do or fix his tie in the morning and help him shave often because it's unsightly to have that many cuts as an ambassador

The others also keep track to warn him about his hair before a meeting and give a few pointers on "where" and "how" because he won't turn to look in the hallway mirror behind him

He learns of his undereye bags and pale face from people's reactions. In fact, that's maybe the only time he does look in the mirror; it's to confirm how he feels on the inside

Armin also won't look at Any photographes of himself. They're even worse because the photographer often spends time perfecting Armin's pose with the lighting and everything. He looks grand. Almost like he's worth a lot. Armin hates those photographs and the fact that this is how the world is going to remember him. This would also explain why he has that ugly-ass haircut post-canon lol

[attic-club-sandwich]

4, 5 and 6 for the ask game please

Hi Yan! Thank you so much for sending a few! <3

4: What’s your favorite line of dialogue?

I'll do this one from My Head is Spinning for You its one of my favorites that i've done with Belphie and MC!

“I’m glad. But why’d you faint anyways?” Your face began to grow hot again. “You know very well why!” You shouted, not being able to hide the fact that you were extremely flustered. He can be such a little shit sometimes, you thought to yourself. Belphie only smirked at you. “Hmm. It wasn’t because you saw me without my towel was it?” he said, that glimmer of mischief back in his purple gaze. You rolled your eyes and buried your face in your hands. “I can’t believe you did that to me, Belphegor.” Belphie chuckled and ran his fingers through your hair. 

I just love writing Belphie. hehe

5: What part was hardest to write?

To Ascend Again had some really hard parts to write. The meeting with the Demon King in Chapter 4 was pretty difficult because I was trying to describe his appearance (while making it all up since we don't know what he looks like lol)

It's also really hard writing all 7 of the brothers. I try to incorporate their dialogues and appearances pretty evenly, but it gets difficult!

6: What makes this fic special or different from all your other fics?

To Ascend Again is super special to me. It's my baby. I wanted to write a fic revolving around the just the brothers and the familial bond that they have together. I also wanted to write about the mental and emotional effects that their Fall had on them. I was super inspired by a fic i read on here called Vermillion Skies (huge content TW for that one if you go looking). I love the angst/hurt. T_T

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