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[k-issclub]

>slide whistle sound

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[lunarmoves]

moon was being more irate than usual.

well... 'irate' wasn't exactly the right word. he was just... quieter and tended to grumble more to himself when he thought you weren't listening or around. at first you figured he was just going through one of those phases of his where he preferred to observe the things around him for extended periods of time. or maybe he was thinking back to his time at the plex, the memories tinged at the edges by the fire that had consumed it whole. either way, you didn't press him and decided to just... leave him be.

you thought giving him some space would help him and eventually let him snap out of whatever funk he was in. but it only seemed to make him worse, and you had no idea why.

you didn't want to invade into his space and demand him to let you know what was wrong. it would only drive him further away, and you were all too familiar with how easy it was for him to avoid you in your own home. you didn't want to ask sun what was wrong either, as moon would definitely immediately know of your prying and would probably get upset.

so you just... continued on as normal. after all, chores needed to be done and bills needed to be paid.

and maybe that was the wrong thing to do. maybe it just made things build up and up and up until moon was overflowing in whatever had plagued him all this time.

you were woken up, one night, by a bright red light that shined directly onto your face.

you squinted up, blinking slowly as the light coalesced into two eyes with white pupils that stared down at you from above. moon's face was directly over yours, hovering not too close, but not too far either. you lifted a hand to rub at your right eye, mind sluggishly trying to catch up with what had just occurred.

"moon," you sleepily mumbled, still trying to adjust to the light, "wuzz wrong? why'd you wake me up?"

he didn't say anything, just continued to stand crouched over your figure laying in bed. you could barely make out his figure, with how dark it was. his nightcap dangled from the side of his faceplate, the bell at the end brushing lightly against your cheek. you waited a few seconds, then pulled up your blanket further to bury yourself into it. "moon, c'mon, you know i have work in th'mornin'."

you had full intentions to go back to sleep, but he didn't let you get comfortable. as soon as you'd closed back your eyes, he reached out a hand and gently shook your shoulder. you jerked back awake and gave him a look that you're not sure translated well through your sleepiness. it got him to finally speak, though.

"wake up," he whispered, giving your shoulder another small shake. you groggily blinked at him, confused. "...spend time with me."

"wuh?" you eloquently asked, then slowly blinked yourself awake once you realized how unhappy he looked. you slowly sat up. he leaned away to give you some space and you turned your body so you could face him better as he crouched down by the side of your bed. "what's wrong?" you asked again softly, as though any louder might scare him away or cause him to lock up.

he didn't answer, just reached out a metallic hand so he could hold onto your much warmer one in a tight grip. you gently used your other hand to touch the edge of his faceplate, tilting it up so he could meet your gaze.

"hey," you said gently, "tell me what's wrong. i can't help you if you don't say anything."

moon watched you for a moment, then directed his gaze back to your hand and let his thumb swipe across your skin. you let your hand fall from his face to rest in your lap. you waited, and your patience was eventually rewarded.

"you go to work," he started in a low voice tinged with static from his voice box. "you come back. you hang out with sun for hours. you get ready for bed." you tilted your head as he spoke, wondering where he was going with this. he paused for a second, as though collecting his thoughts, then continued. "you take off the lights. you go to sleep after an hour. and i am alone."

you considered his words, then his expression as he focused on avoiding your gaze. the corners of your lips downturned as it slowly clicked together in your mind what he was implying.

"oh," you breathed and moved your free hand so that it rested on top of his. you clutched at it. "i haven't been spending much time with you, huh?"

he grumbled a little and closed his eyes. "sun gets all the awake time with you." his words were no louder than a whisper—an admission he'd been ruminating on for weeks.

"i'm sorry," you said, the realization making something melancholy line your voice. with you being active for most of the day and sleeping for practically all of the night, it never really occurred to you that there would be an imbalance with sun and moon's time spent with you in their individual forms. "i didn't realize... i..." you frowned, then tugged at his wrist. "come here."

you scooted over in bed and lifted up the blanket—an open invitation. he stared at you for a moment, the light of his eyes swathing your bed sheets in shades of ruby. then carefully, so very carefully, he slipped in beside you and lay there stiffly as you covered the both of you with the blanket and cozied up closer to him.

you rested your head on his metal shoulder. it was hard, but it didn't bother you for now. you let out a deep breath and wrapped one of your arms across his chest. "i promise i'll spend more time with you, okay?" you told him quietly, eyes already closed as you readied yourself to sleep again. you were tired, and there wasn't anything you could do at the moment other than reassure him. "we'll turn the lights off early and close the curtains. how's that sound?"

moon hummed and seemed to accept his fate for the night as he used one of his arms to pull you closer. "okay..." he'd been sated, it seemed, and he finally relaxed into the softness of your mattress. something cold pressed to the top of your head. "...good night, love."

you smiled. "good night, moon."

[crybaby-bkg]

“Oh, I’m sorry, baby. Want me to kiss it where it hurts?” Kirishima purrs up at you, his place between your thighs seemingly the closest thing he can get to ascension. His eyes are wide, his pupils blown out, any red swallowed up by the lust pooling in his eyes. he looks like the picture of adoration and worship, all faux worry and pure hunger as he bounces between your gaze and the pretty picture that twitches in front of his face. his eyes cross to watch the slick ooze from your hole, sighing.

“It’s the least you could do for me,” you pout to him, running your nails through his soft locks, tugging a little meanly at the root. “After using me like a toy on your cock for so long.” Your words are sighed wistfully, your eyes betraying just how much you want his mouth on you as he wants to taste you. Kiri moans at that, quiet and in the back of his throat, but you hear it none the less.

“I’m sorry, baby,” he repents, but it’s all for naught when his tongue laves over your sensitivity and doesn’t let up until you’re crying from the overstimulation once more. he’s so sorry—that you can only cum so many times before you tap out. he’s so sorry—that your thighs are more sore from tightening up around his head than his working jaw. he’s so sorry—that you’re so addicting, that he can lay between your legs until his last breath leaves him.

[rapidhighway]

fucking angels, with their superiority complexes

[abastardworthknowing]

Healing my inner black kid that felt dysphoria when fellow class mates pointed out how hairy I was. This was the encouragement I needed, only Muriel has a momentarily lapse in confidence because of a silly human’s comment. I don’t think it’d haunt them they’d just take a while to realise they’re non binary!

You’re allowed to be hairy and be a girl. But having hair on your body definitely does not make you a boy. What makes you a boy or a girl, man or a woman, neither or both, or something else entirely is the feeling that you just are. Your body isn’t who you are. Who you are is what you do and how you feel and what you think, how you express yourself is who/what you are.

[crystallizsch]

hi im (re)introducing yall to yuusha and jamil's kid because i saw my post of her was unearthed from the depths recently and i forgot she existed lowkey

anyways here's some doodles of her i never posted 😭

her name is Jas (full name Jasmine :3) AND I MISS HER??? ;;;

[hobermallowed]

Lestat + Bisexuality

Bonus!

[dreamer-of-all-time]

[jascurka]

At some point in your life you'll realize that pulling all-nighters isn't worth it most of the time and that you can as well just go to sleep and have a good rest instead of feeling miserable in front of that word document while you aren't even physically able to write that another paragraph because your eyes sway to the side, your hands are shaking, your eyelids are heavy and you feel like you might have an out of body experience very soon. Sometimes you need to stay up all night, when your life depends on it (more or less), there are situations for which these type of measures are appropriate and necessary but you gotta ask yourself - is this really worth feeling drained and tired? Is it worth having the days blur and stretch like some sort of never ending purgatory? Nay it is not, hear my words and remember them when the eepyness comes to gather it's daily crops.

[whathorselegs]

The final Chapter is here!

Summary:

Dazai and Chuuya are assigned to work a mission together, however, things go sideways when the boys start bickering before they've even been briefed. Things escalate and Chuuya is injured, resulting them being taken off their original mission. And Mori assigning Dazai the new mission of looking after Chuuya.

[foolpoof]

here is a riddle to guess if you can, sing the bells of notre dame, what makes a monster and what makes a man?

yet another drawing of a guy that’s full of gender envy from yours truly

[ilikecarsandlike4people]

Dani💕

[recreationaldivorce]

Car Seat Headrest, The Gun Song / Margaret Atwood, Owl and Pussycat, Some Years Later (from the collection The Door) / Richard Siken, The Worm King's Lullaby (from the collection War of the Foxes)

[ace1diots]

I am normal and can be trusted with Celeste AU’s!

Go watch Avid Adventures do it do it I am in your walls.

Art close ups under the cut!

Ugwjwhiwgwiwhw auauhhhhhhhh exploding @avidyt with my mind

[lightbulb-warning]

horrors aside, i never feel more love than when i go to the medical center and the nurses that used to do my blood light up when they recognize me (!!!!!!!!!!!!)

[wispurring-moss]

and of course, gotta have another sketch of The BoyeTM before bed~ <333333

also tho, peep the progress between this vs. the very first drawing i posted on this blog about a month & a half ago:

woo, progress~!!! 🎉✨️🙌