#i love her so much aaaahh

[taiyami]

Hanging out with my SISTERRRR I LOVE HER SO MUCHHH <333

[battydora]

i'm almost done with my MHA sona i'm so excited!!!!! /srs

[the-illiterate-pirate]

💋  ─  be caught standing under the mistletoe ( for Jodie x Blackmore I am begging)

He always hated this tradition but he never ever thought it would happen to him!

You can find Blackmore blushing underneath the mistletoe like a mad man. Yes, he loves Jodie but pda was never his forte. Some of the louder party goers cheer him on but it just makes his blush worse. To spare him the embarrassment Jodie goes ahead to give him a tiny peck on the lips, satisfying some of the crowd.

Sometime later with the help of liquid courage (and his slap happy coworkers with some mistletoe on a string), they catch him underneath it again, but this time he has the confidence to point Jodie into a dip, kissing her passionately in front of everyone and their brother. Much to Ferdinand's chagrin. He gets some cheers from the crowd, but the rest of the night is spent in Jodie's comfy arms to make sure he doesn't try to win the whole room over by trying to walk on snowflakes.

[coffehbeans]

OH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH OH... *explodes*

Isabell and the Lads CH 2: The Healing Process (2.4)

Writing Masterpost First Part | Last Part | Next Part (eventually) Word Count: ~2.1k Warnings: Angst, blood mention, injury mention, nightmares, talk of dehumanization

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Isabell lays down on the tiny couch, letting herself sink into the cushions. Just for a moment, she thinks,, resting her head on the plush pillow and hugging her arms around herself. I can be cozy for a little while. She watches the movie play with bleary eyes, and her blinks begin to grow longer and longer.

She’s not going to fall asleep here.

She couldn’t possibly let herself fall asleep here.

Not in the middle of a gigantic room, displayed in the center of a coffee table with two humans lingering nearby. That’s not going to happen. No chance.

She’s just going to rest her eyes for one second.

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She floats in an endless expanse of nothing. Well, no, she’s not floating. She’s still solidly grounded, her leg anchors her to this table, taking away all her autonomy, her ability to move, to run, to escape. From her grounded position, the ‘endless expanse of nothing’ extends out all around her. The dark open space seems to stretch on forever. This only punctuates the fact that she is entirely other. Ever since she was caught- rescued? – Ever since she’s been out here in the open, with the humans, fully aware of her, she has been painfully, unavoidably aware that she does not belong in this world. Even with the best intentions at the heart of the humans around her, this world was simply not made for her. At best all she could ever hope to be is insignificant. A mild nuisance for anyone kind enough to pity her, perhaps. Of course, she is already well acquainted with what ‘at worst’ looks like for someone of her kind. It’s cages, it’s dehumanization, it’s the act of endlessly being observed. Placed in a plastic box, on a shelf, to be a curiosity for all those who pass by.

She briefly registers Zeke’s form kneeling over her. She manages to blink up at him with hazy eyes, not entirely convinced that she’s not just dreaming this. He seems to move in slow motion as he reaches forward to drape a blanket over her.

Shards of thoughts float to the forefront of her mind as she shifts to pull the blanket close around her.

Warm.

Soft.

Smells nice.

Her mind dances on the blade’s edge of consciousness. Dipping into the void of sleep, and yet remaining vaguely aware of the waking world around her, that horrible, never-ending openness. The vulnerability of her position never leaves the back of her mind. Somewhere inside her there should be instincts, alarms going off. There should be some semblance of self-preservation to pump her with more adrenaline, to keep her going, to push her just a little further. There should be. But it would seem as though her supply has run dry, and then some. Her body aches, her emotions are sapped, she has to face it, she’s already grasping at straws here. She’s already pushed her body well beyond the point of exhaustion. The consequence of that is that now, her body has relinquished the reigns from the part of her brain that holds her rational thought, the part of her that is responsible for keeping her safe, out of the hands of humans. Instead, the control is finally given over to sleep. Once sleep claims her, it digs its claws in deep.

And it is not kind when it lets her go.

Isabell wakes with a start, some unknowable amount of time later. In that split second before her mind catches up to her, a heavy fear pounces on her.

Where am I?

The room is dark. It’s massive. It’s a space for humans, and she’s in the open.

No, no, no.

As soon as she attempts to move, her whole body is wracked with pain. Her leg throbs, her ribs ache. There’s something tangled around her, ensnaring her.

Stuck. Trapped. Captured.

Despite great protest from every inch of her, she sits up. If she had just one second to breathe and take in her surroundings with a clear mind, she maybe could calm herself down. She could assure herself that she is safe.

But she doesn’t get that luxury. Out of the corner of her eye an impossibly large shadow rises over her. A human. Its eyes glint in the darkness and she knows that it is focused right on her.

She’s hurt, she’s vulnerable, out in the open, and she’s been spotted.  She does the only thing that sounds rational to her, she panics.

Isabell shoots to her feet, whirling around to face her captor. That’s her intention at least, unfortunately, she’s still tangled in the blanket. When she goes to correct herself, she places too much weight on her wounded leg. Her leg is of course tired of being pushed beyond its capabilities. Her leg is of course tired of her increasingly stubborn refusal of rest. So, her leg makes its own executive decision in that moment. It buckles underneath her weight, making her cry out with the shock of pain it delivers. Her leg demands rest and rest it will get. Even now, even one arm’s length away from the giant looming above her.

She crumples to the ground in a tangled heap, betrayed by her own body. The shadowy monstrosity leans forward, closing the distance between them. Leg or no leg, she’s not getting swept up into a massive hand today. She scrambles, kicking herself free from the blanket, and shoving herself backwards. She foolishly attempts to secure her footing once more. The effort is fruitless, and painful. Her leg simply refuses to cooperate.

“Hey,” the giant’s voice rumbling through her does little to calm her nerves.

She continues attempting to abscond. Her mind is focused on creating any kind of distance between herself and the looming creature. So focused in fact that she doesn’t see that she’s running out of table, until she’s already falling. She lets out a sharp yelp as she’s pulled over the edge. The human curses and instantly there’s a cacophony of sound and movement. The human lurches forward, much faster than a being that large should reasonably be able to move. One massive hand slaps down against the face of the table, the other swoops in beneath her. She lands flat against the center of his palm, knocking the wind out of her, but leaving her otherwise unharmed. Suddenly, she feels as if she’s falling in the opposite direction as she’s yanked through the air, entirely out of her control. His warm, leathery fingers curl around her securely. She can’t possibly just sit here and wait for him to squeeze the life out of her, she needs to act, now.

She has no weapon, she can’t escape. She twists in his grasp and sinks her teeth into the nearest digit until a hot metallic taste filters into her mouth.

The giant swears again, jerking his hand away sending her tumbling into his other hand. Before she can even think about defending herself, the human is ready for her. He clamps his massive thumb down across her middle, pinning her back against his fingers. The side of his thumb digs firmly into her bruised ribs. She sucks in a sharp, pained breath. He stands to his full height and strides across the room.

Isabell’s breathing staggers, her mind flooding with all of the gruesome possibilities of what’s yet to come.

“N-no!” She cries out, her voice breaking with panic, “I-I’m sorry. I’ll be good! I’ll be good, I swear!” She doesn’t want to go in a jar, she doesn’t want to be stuffed in the back of a dark closet without food or water or light for days on end. She doesn’t want to be-

A light clicks on, jerking her fully into the reality of the waking world.

“Stop,” Zeke’s voice is firm. He gazes down at her with wild eyes, his hair tousled, one hand clutched close to his chest.

All at once she realizes where she is, and against all odds, part of her stills at this revelation.

Then all at once she realizes what trouble she caused, and she can feel panic and dread welling up inside her chest all over again.

“I- Zeke, I’m –” she begins stammering out an apology.

“No,” his tone is clipped, “stop.”

Oh, he’s mad. He’s got to be. What is he going to do to her? He’s going to retaliate, humans always do. They only have so much patience, and she bit him. She’s displeased him so many times in the last two days or however long it’s Been. He’s got to be at the end of his rope with her.

He sets his hand down on the coffee table. Releasing his thumb from across her midsection, he tilts his hand so she gently slides off.

“Just… breathe,” he says rising and extending a hand to give her a gesture that very clearly says ‘stay there.’ With that, he walks off down the hall.

She blinks, piecing together the whirlwind she just went on, separating fact from fiction.

Isabell pulls herself onto the couch, gathering her discarded blanket. This doesn’t look like it belongs with the sets of doll clothes and furniture. Zeke must have made this, she realizes. He made me a blanket, and I bit him. A weird sense of guilt burns at the edge of her consciousness. She’s felt a lot of things concerning humans, but guilt was never one of those feelings.

Zeke comes back into the room after clattering around in the kitchen for a moment. When he returns he’s carrying a few things, but she can’t get a good look at what he has. He kneels down beside the coffee table.

“Drink this,” he says, setting a tiny cup down. The bright pink vessel is only slightly oversized for her. They must have gotten that today with all of the doll stuff.

She hesitates for a moment, looking at the cup placed in front of her with a dull suspicion.

“It’s just water,” his tone is flat, impatient. Right, of course, nothing gets past him. Great, now she’s bitten him, and she’s subtly accused him of trying to poison her.

“Sorry,” she obediently drinks the water, not wanting to upset him any more than she already has.

“Do you want to splash some water on your face?” He asks, setting down a small dish. As he reaches forward, she catches that his finger has a small Band-Aid on it now. She tears her eyes away from his hand, feeling that weird sensation of guilt again. She nods numbly and scrubs her face with the cool water placed before her.

“Better?” He asks after she’s dried her face off with a scrap of washcloth. She doesn’t trust her voice, so she just nods. “Here. Try to eat something.” The snack Marcus said he was going to make was resting on a plate close by, she didn’t even notice it before. Zeke slides it over to her. There’s a variety of things on the plate, some peanut butter, a cracker broken up into manageable pieces for her, some cheese, and some small bits of fruit. With a trembling hand, she assembles herself a small snack and nibbles on it cautiously.

Seemingly satisfied, Zeke heaves a long sigh, scrubbing a hand over his eyes. He leans his elbow against the table, resting his head on his hand. Her eyes are drawn back to the scattered pictures decorating his arms, his tattoos he called them. Humans are so strange, but she thinks she likes his tattoos. In a strange way, they make him easier to look at. Like, she can focus on this one small part of him, without having to confront the entirety of him.

“I, um, I didn’t know where I was,” she explains sheepishly to the picture of a broken wishbone placed near the middle of his forearm. “I’m, um, I’m fine now,” she adds, adjusting the blanket around her shoulders. This isn’t exactly true, she’s jittery, and she hurts everywhere, but the human doesn’t exactly need to know all that. It’s unclear whether or not he buys it or not, but he nods anyway.

“I’m sorry for startling you so badly,” he says quietly.

“It’s okay. Um, thank you for not letting me fall… I’m… sorry that I bit you.” Silence hangs between them. “A-are you… are you going to put me back, um, back in the box?” She stammers the question out, wincing at how small she sounds.

“No. Isabell, of course not,” he says, his voice softening.

[dekariosclan]

Karlach x Gale romance ending ❤️

Finally reached the end of my Karlach origin run! She doesn’t get a proposal from Gale (since they have to go to Avernus immediately for her heart) BUT she gets the sweetest declarations of love & loyalty from him 😭 Video below:

I love them so much!

And this part in particular:

Ready & willing to go to hell for the ‘raging inferno’ that he loves 😭 🥹 Aaaahh Gaaaalee ❤️

[moplopbool]

BESTIE CAN I HAVE MORE OF YOUR DEMETER I LOVE HER SO MUCH. SHE SO PRETTY

Aaaahh thank you so much for liking her!!😊😊

I don't draw her often, but I love imagining her as a fierce but nurturing goddess, with a gentle strength

[causewayguy]

Kate - Part 2

‘Bi!!!!’

Jon felt embarrassed as the petite cutie sprang into his arms. Kate was just exiting a room with a customer when she saw Jon and immediately jumped him. Seeing his ‘masseuse’ jumping into another man’s arm, the guy quickly threw Jon a cold look and exited the shop. Not wanting to be in public too long, Jon registered and Kate led them into a room.

‘Hmmmmm you smell so good…’ Jon cheered inside his head, lucky he sprayed some perfume before coming over. He could feel Kate swooning all over his neck as she was hugging him, her lips and nose rubbing at the sensitive spots. Kate was in a little short black dress with her full back and sides all exposed. Jon’s hand was all over her exposed back, sliding down and grabbed her ass. Fuck, no panties.

‘Hehe…why so naughty you bi. So you come find me for massage…or something else ah?’ Kate slowly lowered her hands to fondle the front of Jon’s pants, which is already sporting a huge tent. Kate grinned hearing Jon’s groan as she was sensually stroking his hardened tool through his shorts. ‘Waaa, why so big already, make me horny also…’ Kate started rubbing her pussy on Jon’s leg for her pleasure.

‘Uhhh baby I cannot already!’ With his hands on her butt, Jon lifted the petite Kate up. Kate gave a shriek, crossing her arms and legs around Jon for support. They kissed like lovers, with their tongues in each other’s mouth. ‘Hm…Um….hm…’ Kate was dry humping Jon, his hard cock rubbing against her pussy. Jon purposely lifted her up and down, feeling Kate getting wet and staining his shorts.

Taking few steps, Jon brought them down to the massage bed. Without missing a step, Jon slipped out of his shorts while Kate pulled off his shirt. Kate quickly teased his left nipples, knowing it is one of Jon’s erogenous spot, and stroked his cock to maximum hardness. ‘Bi, I miss your cock so much, I need you now…’ No second invitation needed. Jon pushed her down on the bed and shoved his cock easily into Kate’s wet pussy.

‘Aaaahh-mmmmmmm!’ Kate begun to scream but quickly covered her mouth. Sex was not allowed here, on paper. So she tried to be quiet as Jon was slamming into her. Seeing Kate’s struggle, in her little black dress, Jon felt lion roaring in his heart and continue to plow into Kate without mercy. It was such a turn-on for him, where he was buck naked fucking a scantily dressed babe. ‘M…Mm…Ummm..Ahhh!’ The harder they fuck, the louder Kate get, before finally, Kate cummed.

Jon stopped and just enjoyed the wet squeezing sensation of Kate’s pussy. Kate gave him a deep French kiss as thanks. Soon, they changed position and Jon laying down while Kate positioned herself on top of him, her dress covering Jon’s lower body. ‘Don’t let you see…’ teased Kate and she slowly lowered herself onto Jon’s hard cock. Her pussy is amazing as usual, Jon felt the warm, moist linings of Kate’s pussy slowly squeezing him.

‘Uh…baby so tight…’ Kate was moaning again as she rode Jon on a slow, sensual pace. ‘Shuang mah bi… (Nice or not) feel so big so nice…’ Kate untied the knot around her neck and slowly lifted her dress off, showing off her boobs and erect nipples. She leaned forward and Jon naturally kissed and teased Kate’s boobies. Feeling more aroused, Kate gradually increased the pace of her riding and meeting Jon’s own upwards thrusting.

‘Bi..bi..cum with me biiii’ Kate couldn’t stand it and went full power on Jon. Jon groaned as he felt Kate’s her puffy pussy lips squeezing him tighter. He looked down and saw Kate’s body rhythmically swallowing his cock, from tip to base each time. Feeling the urge rising, Jon quickly held on Kate’s love handles and thrusted wildly into her, and finally unloaded a huge load deep inside Kate. They both groaned in pleasure, feeling the spurts of cum flowing deep into Kate.

‘So good…so strong my bi…’ Kate kissed Jon while laying down beside on him, allowing Jon's cum to leaked out of her well fucked pussy.

[everythingsbetterunderthestars]

HEARTSTOPPER S2 SPOILERS BELOW

None of my friends were able to watch season 2 yet and I need to externalise my feelings somewhere so hello osemanverse tumblr

(There will be no specific order to these thoughts and I will probably forget a thousand things I wanted to say but oh well)

THE PARENTS THIS SEASON I AM LOVING THAT WE GET TO SEE MORE OF THEM ESPECIALLY OLIVIA COLMAN AAAAHH and tao’s mom omg their scenes were everything this season

Also Taoelle <333333 finally

TORI TORI TORI TORI TORI TORI TORI

Naomi and felixxxx I love them so much

JAMES !!!!!!! AND ISAAC !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (Also did anyone else notice loveless in the background when they talk things through in the library??)

Ive recently become obsessed with Radiohead because of one of my friends so I really loved the moment with little Charlie and Tao

Just so much queer joy it was beautiful

TARA AND DARCY AND STRUGGLING BUT MANAGING TO COMMUNICATE IN THE END ALSO THE BALANCE BETWEEN CRAZY FUNNY WHIMZY AND DARCY’S FAMILY PROBLEMS I AM UNWELL ANDDDD THE I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU SCENE

Prom was so adorable aaaaaahhh

The outfits ??????!! 🤌🤌🤌🤌

Also I am absolutely gonna listen to this season’s songs on repeat they were AMAZING and it was so satisfying to hear some that I already knew (plus seven is the only Taylor song I like so it felt extra special and I remember Alice saying in an Instagram story that that song was very Tara/Darcy bf’zodjdkksjf) AND BABY QUEEN I ALMOST FAINTED WHEN I SAW HER AT THE PROM

Also I need you all to know how much like Isaac I am about books. (Also I’m so proud of him aaaaahhh my baby)

The teachers. You agree.

The diner scene was so iconic

Obsessed with the Ben apology scene and Charlie’s reaction

Also is that an Imogen/Sahar thing i sense coming?? Or maybe cool female friendship development im not picky that would be awesome too (ngl though im kinda starting to ship them now)

Oh yes Imogen this season aaahh that was a rollercoaster but I’m so proud of her slay queen

Well that’s all I can think of for now :) all in all I loved this season even more than the first one even though I have no idea how that’s possible but yes I will definitely rewatch it and soon

[frogchiro]

Can I just say that I'm a frequent lurker in your blog and I love what you make? It hits exactly what I look for in stuff most of the time and makes my brain release the happy chemicals. Especially if Gaz is involved in any way <3

Aaaahh thank you it's such a nice thing to say ;; i'm very happy that my silly blog makes your brain tickle in a good way ♡

Gaz is a sweetheart and I love him so much😭 Gaz being 'overly friendly' with new Hacker Girl to get as close to her as possible plus his advantage as being close in age. Loves rubbing it into 141's face that he's so close with you and you're all friendly and cute with him, even agreeing to spar eith him! What a luck that it's Kyle and he'll be more gentle than the rest!! Ignore the obvious bulge in fron of his pants as he has you pinned on the mat on your tummy as you pant all worn out and sore :(

[heyiwrotesomethings]

Oh!!! It's a good thing I was staying up late or else I might've missed this!! (Oh god this got a lil long, I'm so sorry ajdgskahd)

Using she/her, how about a kakegurui one where R(eader) is a relative of Yumeko's, maybe her sister (or cousin could work too), and it's like. Yumeko's the fun loving one, her canon sister I imagine is the calm one, and R is like the angry takes no shit from anyone type, and she's there to watch over Yumeko's trouble attracting ass to keep her inline, so to focus on that, she doesn't gamble (Yumeko does enough of that for both of them) but now that's making trouble turn to R instead in the form of an infuriating Kirari, R like back talks to her and would probably bite a hand that gets too close if she has to, and when Kirari in one (underhanded) way or another manages to corner R into a gambling match with some poor soul so Kirari can observe her, R shows that she's just as good and insane as her relatives (though calms down faster?) , aaaahh I don't know what else to add on or how to end this, can't think much this late so here you go!! I hope you have fun!!

The Jabami Blood Flows

Jabami Sister Reader, Yumeko Jabami and Kirari Momobami (Platonic)

A/N: Here it is! Sorry I didn’t really get into the gamble. I couldn’t make myself research exactly how craps works and I’m not smart enough to calculate any math or cheats. The canon gambling timeline might be a little messed up too because it’s been awhile… But I think I captured the spirit of what you were asking for. Thanks for reading! Word Count: 2,523

(Y/n) couldn’t remember what life was like when her parents were alive, nor could she really remember what her oldest sister Souko was like before Yumeko had to send her away to live in that special hospital. All she knew was that life as a Bami was eat or be eaten, take or be taken from, and she hated it.

When Yumeko told (Y/n) of her plans to transfer to Hyakkaou, she was dead set against her going. That was where she went to school, Momobami Kirari. The one who had a hand in their older sister’s decline in mental health along with their own aunt. However, nothing that she said to Yumeko could get her to change her mind. So (Y/n) did what any good and responsible sister would do and filled out her own transfer papers so she could tag along.

It was difficult keeping track of Yumeko when they were two years apart, especially when the middle school was in a separate wing of the sprawling building.

But after she had heard about Yumeko becoming a house pet within the first week, (Y/n) had nearly blown a gasket. In retaliation, she quickly sized up the casino disguised as a school and realized the students could do basically whatever they wanted. (Y/n) was disciplined, a diligent worker and good student, so she got all of her schoolwork ahead of time and did it at home so she could keep an eye on Yumeko throughout the day.

She allowed Yumeko to take part in the Debt Swapping Game to undo the damage she had done to herself and her “new friend” Saotome, but after that (Y/n) was all over her… not that her nagging was very affective, unfortunately.

“You’re so cute when you pout!” Yumeko gushed, squeezing (Y/n)’s cheeks.

(Y/n) grabbed her sister’s wrists and groaned, “Neesan, I’m serious! No more gambling! We have the money, pay off the debt so you can stop wearing that ridiculous tag!”

“Sweet little sister, always looking out for me. You don’t worry so much, okay? I want to keep this tag just for awhile longer.”

“Why? It makes no sense, people treat you worse than an animal!” (Y/n) only got more upset the longer this conversation dragged on, “Get rid of it!”

“I’m not going to do that,” Yumeko smiled, somehow so carefree, “it makes for some really interesting gambles!”

“You’re so stupid!” (Y/n) suddenly yelled, finally shocking the smile off of Yumeko’s face, replaced by mild surprise, “It’s like you want to end up like Oneesan, you want to leave me all alone!”

“(Y/n)—“ Yumeko reached out her hand to (Y/n) but she ran passed her and kept running until she found an empty classroom to cry in.

She couldn’t cry forever though, and soon fell into a quiet, simmering anger that began to boil the more she thought about how their lives had come to this.

“Momobami Kirari.” She hissed hatefully. She ruined Souko and was in the process of taking Yumeko away from her too. Well, (Y/n) wasn’t going to standby quietly.

She wiped her eyes and and stood up, tromping through the halls, she followed the signs until she came to the Student Council room and without bothering to knock, she pushed the door open with a loud thump, making the pair that resided within look up.

“You can’t just charge in here like that!” Sayaka was quick to reprimand.

But Kirari put up a hand, “Don’t be troubled, Sayaka. It’s just one of my dear little cousins paying me a visit. I’d recognize a Jabami anywhere. Care for tea, (Y/n)? I haven’t seen you since you were quite small, you’ve grown a lot.”

“Jabami…” Sayaka’s mood soured a bit more. One Jabami was already one snake too many.

“And you look very cute in the middle school uniform.” Kirari continued on, tilting her head towards Sayaka, “I remember your middle school days Sayaka, you looked very cute in that uniform too, although this one is nice as well.” She tugged on the hem of Sayaka’s jacket for emphasis.

“Thah- thank you, President.” And like that, Sayaka was subdued, but still a little wary of their impromptu guest.

“I don’t want your stupid tea, or small talk!” (Y/n) yelled. “I want you to get rid of the house pet system!”

“You can’t just storm in here and demand such a thing!” Sayaka bristled.

“Ah, is Yumeko refusing to pay off her debt?” Kirari sat back in her chair slightly, “Unfortunately for you, I’m not inclined to accept your request. Your sister is just too fun to watch.”

“I hate you!” (Y/n) seethed, Kirari’s eyes widened, but it was clear amusement rather than surprise at the outburst, “I hate what the Bami clan is under your rule! If it was someone else— if things could have been different— My parents would be alive, Souko wouldn’t be in the hospital and you wouldn’t be trying to take Yumeko from me right now! I hate gambling! I hate that when people gamble, they are risking the happiness of people they are supposed to care about too! I hate you for pitting everyone against each other all the time! You have the power to stop all this before we all destroy each other for good, but you don’t use it, and I despise you for it!”

“Oh my,” Kirari cupped her between her thumb and index fingers, “so much resentment for a girl so young. Are you sure you aren’t Saotome’s little sister?” She chuckled.

“This isn’t funny!”

“Is it not? I find it a bit amusing at least. For someone with Jabami blood flowing through her veins, you are very adamantly going against your nature. It’s interesting. You might be one to watch as well.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“I think Yumemi has plans for your sister today. You might want to start making your way to the auditorium to cheer her on.” Kirari said instead, steepling her fingers in front of her coral blue lips.

A look of realization and then dread fell over (Y/n)’s face. She gave Kirari one more glare, then bolted from the student council room.

“What a rude girl!” Sayaka huffed. “Has she no respect for upperclassmen at all?”

“Easy Sayaka,” Kirari soothed with a teasing lilt, “I think my week just became a little more interesting.”

***

In the days after Yumeko’s admittedly unique gamble against Yumemi, (Y/n) had taken to giving her dear older sister the cold shoulder. It made Yumeko sad and pouty of course, but until she could promise (Y/n) that she was done gambling for good, (Y/n) refused to talk to her. She started going back to her classes like normal instead of following her sister around and did her best not to think about all the bad situations Yumeko could be putting herself through.

But she couldn’t ignore her sister for long, not when an unfamiliar upperclassman came to her classroom to summon her for a gamble. Apparently, Yumeko had got herself in a lot more trouble than (Y/n) had dared thought possible, or so the house pet had claimed.

“Where is she? Yumeko!” (Y/n) ran into the room, only turning around when she heard the door lock behind her. “Hey! What are you doing? Open the door!”

“That was a lot easier than I thought it would be.”

(Y/n) whipped her head to the back of the room to see a tired looking upperclassman, another house pet, sitting at a fancy craps table in front of a large mirror that almost took up the whole wall.

“I’ve been waiting for an opportunity like this to get back at Jabami for what she and Saotome did to me at that damn debt swapping game. You’re her little sister, right? What am I saying, of course you are.”

“What do you want? Who are you?” (Y/n) asked defensively.

“Kiwatari Jun.” The upperclassman answered with a smirk, “And I’m gonna turn you into a house pet.”

“Like hell you are. You can’t force someone into a gamble unless they are part of the council. Unlock the door.” (Y/n) commanded, but Jun chuckled darkly.

“You’re right, I can’t make you do anything, but the door is locked from the outside, and I don’t have the key.”

“Then I guess we’re just stuck here forever until we die.” (Y/n) hotly retorted.

“Not the case,” he knocked on the mirror behind him. “See this, it’s a one way window. People can see us, but we can’t see them. Once we gamble, someone will come and let us out.”

“I’m not going to gamble you.”

“You will. Word is your sister is going on a gambling tear without you yapping in her ear. She’s got a real big gamble coming up today with that crazy Beautification Committee officer. You know, the one who likes swinging a gun around.”

“Yumeko already gambled her and was disappointed. She wants nothing to do with Ikishima now.” (Y/n) had really hated that gamble. It was exceedingly frightening. She was glad Yumeko had been put off by Midari’s recklessness in some shape.

“She came up with a new gamble that really has your sister going. Safe to say she’s giving her another chance. I don’t expect you to believe me, but is it really a risk your willing to take? If you aren’t there… you might not see her again.”

(Y/n)’s blood froze. She didn’t want to believe this guy, in fact, she was sure he was lying, but her fear of losing Yumeko was stronger than reason. Saving Yumeko was the only thing she could think of that was truly worth gambling for…

“What is the game?” She finally asked through gritted teeth.

“Craps,” he swept his arm over the table, “A simple dice game, what do you say?”

“I want to test the dice.”

Jun exhaled though his nose, “Not a gambler, huh? You sure seem to know what to look for.”

“When you grow up in the world that I have, you can’t help but pick up a thing or two.” (Y/n) sat down at the opposite side of the table, she could feel her heartbeat picking up like it would at the starting line of a race, or before reading a speech in class. She hated the feeling. She hated how her body loved the feeling. The excitement of doing something that felt totally crazy.

Despite not remembering her mother very well, she was definitely her daughter. That blood flowed through her veins as it did with Yumeko and Souko. A red glow briefly reflected off of her eyes.

“Are we doing this, or not?”

All of Jun’s little tricks were exposed round after round, but even if (Y/n) had let them slide, she was rolling perfectly every time, a skill she had picked up by merely watching Souko practice as a toddler, just a baby even. If she wasn’t so dead set against gambling, she could probably be making millions of yen a week. Her playing style reminded Jun more of Mary, but every once in awhile, she’d make an absolutely insane call that could only be something a Jabami would ever think to do.

It didn’t take long before all of the money the student council had leant him was on the other side of the table and with it, his dreams of freeing himself from his house pet chains. Now he was another four million yen in the hole.

“No… you’re just a snot-nosed middle schooler!” He hissed, pounding his fists against the table, making the dice and chips clink together. “I was supposed to win.”

“Idiot.” (Y/n) smirked, the red gleam appeared in her eyes once more, “Don’t you know nothing is guaranteed in gambling, nothing but disappointment for someone anyway.” She got up from her chair, not even caring to take her winnings with her. “A pity a had to lose my no gambling streak because of you. You weren’t even a challenge.”

She walked over to the door, pleased to see it was already opening in anticipation of her approach. She was a little surprised to see it was Sayaka who opened the door, however. She was even more surprised when Sayaka pulled her forward and a zapping noise met her ears, followed by a heavy object hitting the ground. She turned to see Jun curled up on the floor and saw the taser in Sayaka’s hand. He must have been coming up to attack her for humiliating him so badly.

“You never learn, do you, Kiwatari?” Sayaka tisked, “Lose with dignity for once.”

“Thank you for the show, Jabami (Y/n).” Kirari rounded the corner seconds later. She must have been watching from the other side of the glass. Suddenly this impromptu gamble was making a lot more sense. Jun didn’t seem smart enough to come up with a scheme like this himself.

“I should have paired you up with someone interesting, but I wanted to see what I was working with first. You did not disappoint. We will have to do something like this again soon.”

“No way,” (Y/n) could already feel herself coming down from the brief high of gambling a upperclassman into submission, “I’m not going to let you catch me in a position like this again. No way in hell! Yumeko isn’t even in trouble, is she?”

Kirari smiled, “No, she’s not. However, I’m sure I could make an offer or two you simply would not be able to refuse. Whether it’s to forbid your sister from gambling in this school again, ending the house pet system, dethroning me as student council president, or even as the head of the Bami clan, I’m sure we could work something out. I think it would be really exciting for us to gamble one day.”

(Y/n) hated the shiver of excitement that ran up her spine. There were a couple of options in that short list she wouldn’t mind seeing to fruition, yet she shook her head and bumped into Kirari as she passed her.

“Just stay away from me!”

“I’ll be seeing you around, (Y/n). Have a good rest of your day.” Kirari waved, watching (Y/n) stomp away with amusement.

***

“Oh, (Y/n)?” Yumeko was surprised that after days of the cold shoulder, (Y/n) had sought her out for a hug, but she was very happy for the suprise affection to say the least and instantly returned the embrace. “You’re being so sweet to me! What brought this on, I wonder?”

“Don’t gamble with Ikishima ever again, got it?” (Y/n) ordered, “And always make sure you have your phone on you so I can ask you what you’re up to, okay?”

“Okay, okay!” Yumeko giggled, “You don’t have to worry. That person you just mentioned is dead to me anyway.”

A strangled moan of Yumeko’s name could be heard in the distance, but no one acknowledged it.

“Hey,” Yumeko’s eyes lit up, “let’s go do something fun this weekend. Just you and me, anything you want, okay?”

A small smile worked its way onto (Y/n)’s lips and she nodded, hugging her sister tighter.

“Yeah!”

[fernsnailz]

hi its me again !! everything arrived today and all of the things i received are absolutely amazing. thank you so much <3 here is a little attachment i made for my amy charm :3 i think she would have loved it . promise i square knotted everything i just had to put a bow over the one visible knot it's what she would have wanted

AAAAHH THATS SO INCREDIBLE you’re absolutely right she would love that!! the beads on there match her perfectly this is such a genius move

[yuujispinkhair]

I think an AU that would be a perfect fit for a SukuIta fanfic would be a retelling of the myth of Hades and Persephone. Hades kidnapped his niece to take her to the Underworld and by trickery, bound her to him and the Underworld.

In this AU, Sukuna would still be the King of Curses, who rules with absolute power over Hell (or Makai as the Japanese call it) since the Heian era, and just like in the myth, he also develops an obsession with his nephew, Yuuji, who is just a normal boy who knows nothing about his connection to the King of Curses, until Sukuna kidnaps him. Undoubtedly, there would be a lot of angst involved before Yuuji starts to fall in love, but Sukuna is determined to keep Yuuji by his side ❤️😩

This is just an idea I wanted to share, I hope I'm not bothering you ^^

AAAHHHH 💗💗 You aren't bothering me at all!! I love this idea for Sukuita!! You are right, it fits them so well!! I once wrote Sukuna as Death/The King of the Underworld for a Sukuna x Reader fic, and it is one of my favorite things I ever wrote!! It just made so much sense to imagine Sukuna like that.

And I think Yuuji would be so perfect for it, too, because he has so much LIFE in him and is so warm and kind and has that sunshine smile and those bright golden eyes... He is the opposite of death. He would bring his light into Sukuna's eternal darkness and of course Sukuna would want to keep him forever 💗💗😭😭 aaaahh I love this!!

Thank you so much for sharing this with me!! I am sending you lots of love 💗💗

[anto-pops]

Is there any chance at all that you'd be willing to write a Sebastian x F!reader smut fic, or blurb even, focused on him creampie-ing her? 🫣 The way you write smut is immaculate 🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️

AAAAHH THANK YOU MY LOVE !! 💕 I honestly think the breeding kink fic is gonna cover that angle for me, it’s very much up that alley. But I’ll share a lil’ snippet of it here, hopefully it satisfies your request for the time being 👀

“That’s it, darling, take it all– you’re gonna look so pretty full of my kids– fuck.” He threw his head back as his own finish crept in the far reaches of his mind, the undeniable urge to fill you to the brim taking over. “Come on my cock– let me feel your cunt swallowing my load. Come for me, love.”

Rutting back onto his sharp thrusts, you felt the telltale heat in the pit of your stomach grow stronger. The way Sebastian was holding you down, possessively gripping you with that strength that made your throat dry up, left you panting helplessly beneath him as your climax crashed over you violently for the nth time tonight. You buried your cries of his name in the mattress as wave after wave of pure bliss coursed over you, and the way your clenching heat seemingly sucked his cock in further was about as much as Sebastian could take.

He let go of the hand he had pinned to your back so he could drape himself fully across you, bucking deep into your sensational heat– and your muffled, high pitched noises were what finally sent him spiraling over the edge after you. Sebastian came with a shaky moan, thick ropes of his cum painting your insides and squelching out the sides of your folds as he withdrew his cock halfway before shoving every last inch back in. Your voice was gravelly as his name fell from your lips over and over again like a desperate prayer, and when his hips finally slowed to a stuttering halt, you felt him mouth soothingly at your shoulder as the two of you came down in tandem.

[chidoroki]

yeah so what if I am??

Ordered from youngest to oldest:

[cofiko]

sigh. name murder drones rareship what you like

Ohh, that's interesting

I actually have a few fav ships (although, I'm not sure if they r rare, so yeah--...Sorry if smth)

I like Dollzy, I think that they could have very interesting plot!! I mean, hero x rival is cool, right? The only thing is, I feel like Uzi isn't well-written enough. And I had the same feeling when thinking of Nuzi hehe. She's just...too impulsive and chaotic. This is why I don't feel her right enough in any ship. But still, I think Dollzy could've been such a masterpiece aaaahh

Love 'emm

Alsooo, I really-really like Uzi x V, they're very interesting!!!! But them becoming friends was written too fast, I think:(( It's just, I can't completely believe they're friends, they didn't even show their development properly( (Same goes to Nuzi, I should say) That's why it's a bit hard 4 me to talk about it as a ship. Though, in final episode, they were really cute hehe

Then, I don't think this is a rareship, but I think Dizzy r cute too!! They don't have much of scenes in show that could show how they talk/think/etc with/of each other, though, I think they r cool!!

But my personal favorite is Vizzy!!!!!!! I know this isn't rareship, BUT THEY'RE SUCH A MASTERPIECE

My favorite lesbians aahhhh💚💚

Wbu bro??

[witchyleehibernates]

hi I LOVE LOVE LOVE your hunger games AU and had a question

How do you think the trauma from the games affects Soda after he gets out? And how does he deal with everything and what does his life as a victor look like in general?

Aaaahh!! I’m so happy to hear that people are loving this AU! That makes my day to hear!

First night back, the three brothers curl up together and they hold each other all night long, Darry didn’t get much sleep, but Sodapop and Ponyboy were out so quickly. Sodapop was so relieved to be home that he slept all night without stirring once. And waking up to Darry making a sorta big breakfast for the gang made Sodapop cry a little (he really didn’t think he was going to make it home).

Sodapop absolutely tries to brush off the trauma caused by his games, though his brothers (and Steve) can see right through his lies. Two-Bit, Johnny, and Dally let Sodapop lie to himself because they’d both been there too, though they know that they shouldn’t be letting him lie to himself, there were worse coping mechanisms and Two-Bit would contest to that himself.

He definitely has nightmares that he’s still in the arena, and there was once where he’d accidentally hurt Ponyboy when Ponyboy tried to help Sodapop center back in the moment to realize he was safe and at home. Sodapop feels so absolutely guilty that he’d hurt Ponyboy, and mopes in his own room for nearly a week. Ponyboy’s nightmares had come back in full force and it left Darry trying to pick up the pieces because Sodapop was still scared of himself and his own reactions.

Steve ended up finding an outlet for Sodapop that helped reduce some of his ‘outbursts’ (there was a good month/month and a half where Sodapop was so out of character because he was trying to bury his trauma). Sodapop started gardening again (headcanon that Mrs. Curtis loved to garden and as a small child, Sodapop would join her, it was “his mama time”). And the two of them started sparring/wrestling to help calm him down throughout the day. Sodapop also has a job that help give him a focus so that he has other things to think about.Also, after the first week, he breaks down because while his brothers were attempting to get along (and Sodapop could see that, he could acknowledge that) and he yells at them and he breaks down both perspectives and almost essentially everything that he does in canon, so that happens much earlier in canon, just like the Curtis Parents death.

Also, i'll absolutely try to make another post about life as a Victor for Sodapop later, but I need to think about that a little more! And if there's anything you'd like expanded upon, feel free to ask!