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[eatingmarkerz]

tips on drawing/how you choose yours colors?

im not really good at giving tips nor explaining how i do certain things but ill try my best >:)

this is prolly gonna be a long post so... yeah (i get passionate about these things so i might add a cut here..)

for the tips part, here are some things that i followed to get better!!

try not to focus on too many things at once when you want to practice! it may be different for other people but for me it kind of burnt me out at certain points, so i like to focus on improving minimal amounts of things in my art!!

another thing is to be proud of what you draw, sure looking back to my old art is a certain negative feeling i cant explain but i just remember its those drawing that pushed me further into improving my art :3

you shouldnt feel like your being forced to create, another thing i struggled with!! now im starting to draw for myself more, and if i feel like drawing for others willingly i will do that!!

and for the last bits, dont be afraid to reference your favorite artists!!! and with references in general :3 i got inspired by alot of artists i like!

FIND THE STYLE UR COMFORTABLE WITH ive only recently found my style and ive loved it since (lasso fill tool my beloved), dont be afraid to be unique🔥🔥🔥🔥

now for color picking! if i want a certain look for my art, whether itd be saturated or desaturated, light or dark, and warm or cold and so on...

i usually take a color on the lighter side for my whites!! something like a light grey, a warm light yellow and a light blue!!!

as seen below here are the colors for the light parts of my art!! (ralseis fur is kinda white right idk AUUGGHGH)

with the color codes and swatches right there you can see the difference in tone!!

the ralsei drawing is more warm, the spamton one is supposed to be more saturated i think, and the kris one is more grey!! (and looks colder!!)

those single off white colors help me think of the feeling i want in my drawings!!!

it works for black colors too!! you can maybe see that the black i used in the drawings arent straight up pitch black!!

[mandiemegatron]

Would it be alright to request some Shachi content? Maybe how Shachi acts falling in love with a shy reader?

bonus If you’re feeling spicy 🥵 maybe some things that get Shachi worked up that reader does?

:O

ᴏᴍɢ ᴍʏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ɴᴏ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴡᴀᴀᴀʏʏ!!! 😭😭😭😭😭 ʏᴇꜱ ʜᴏɴᴇʏ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴀʙꜱᴏʟᴜᴛᴇʟʏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ʟɪʟ ꜱʜᴀᴄʜɪ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴍʏ ꜰᴇʟʟᴏᴡ ꜰᴀɴꜱ 💖💖💖💖🥰🥰 ʙɪɢ ꜱᴍᴏᴏᴄʜ , ɪ'ᴍ ꜱᴏ ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜɪᴍ, ʜᴇ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ʙɪɢ ᴏʟᴅ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛɪᴇ !!! 😍😍🤭🤭🤭

『 💖 』 𝚂𝙷𝙰𝙲𝙷𝙸 𝚆𝙸𝚃𝙷 𝙰 𝚂𝙷𝚈 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁 『 💖 』

𝑹𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 18+, 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕.

💚 The second you join the Heart Pirates, Shachi and Penguin were the first to properly make the Polar Tang feel like home. Your incredibly shy nature made them a little overprotective of you, but you didn't mind, simply giggling off their antics with a wave of your hand in apology.

💚 For some reason, Shachi always had a habit of making you jump and screech, laughing like a psycho as he ran away from you, your hidden anger bursting through every time. You caught him one time, and he definitely regretted it that day, even going so far to keep distance for a few days. You were shocked at how much it hurt you, frowning at lunch and dinner times when he sat at another table on the other side of the room.

💚 You cornered him after dinner after the fourth day, huffing and pouting as you asked, "Why are you being such a friggin' butthead?!" He choked on his words with an anxious laugh, his face bright red as he rubbed the back of his head. "Uh- I, ah-" He couldn't stand how fucking adorable you were, especially when you were upset. You always spoke so softly, your meek and shy nature not seeming to fit you even though you owned it with a large smile. "I'm sorry?" You just rolled your eyes and walked away, leaving a flustered Shachi to watch you leave with an embarrassed groan.

💚 You sat next to him at breakfast and you could have gone blind at how bright his smile was, his cheeks tinted pink as he exclaimed, "There's my little mouse! So glad you could join us!" Your own cheeks burned as you dug into your food, choosing to ignore him instead. You only froze when his hand landed on your thigh, giving it a slight squeeze before settling, your eyes wide as your dissociated for a good minute. His hand only moved when Penguin called him out, "Oi, stop breakin' the poor girls' brain!"

💚 Shachi always talked your ear off during overnight command watch, the two of you having to keep the Tang from ending up eaten by a Sea King. "You want a coffee or something?" You shook your head but asked instead, "Hot chocolate?" After that, Shachi would always have a cup ready for you the second you walked in, your fingers brushing as you took the cup from him with a small smile, cheeks pink. You swat his hand away as he tries to poke your cheeks, huffing with a puff as you both make yourselves comfortable in your own seats.

💚 The first time you experienced a Sea King, you were just about to end your shift, 5 am hitting as your bed called to you. You and Shachi rose and yawned, your peripherals taking him in as he removes his sunglasses to rub at his eyes. You can't help but think how handsome he is, heart racing as you rub at your own face before going to grab your mug. You suddenly scream as the Tang is suddenly hit, your body thrown into Shachi, who moves faster than you'd ever seen to catch you. His back hits the side of the sub, and his breath leaves him, his grip tightening around you as Law scrambles into the command center. He summons a Room and Shambles' the monster away, glancing down at both of you the moment it's safe. Giving you both a once over before pulling out his personal den den mushi, he began calling everyone he could on the ship for damage control as he walked away. You shook in Shachis grasp, his own shaky breath brushing over your ear as he groans out, "You good, mouse?" You give a shaky nod before burying your face into his jumper. You stay there for as long as you could, only moving when your replacements walked in.

You just got into your PJs when there was a knock on your door. You opened it with a slight frown only to gasp softly when you saw Shachi standing there, looking a little ragged and nervous. You opened the door fully and let him in, closing it behind him and joining him to sit on your bed.

You sat cross-legged, reaching out to lightly punch his shoulder as you ask nervously, "W-What's going on, Shach? You okay?"

He doesn't speak for a while, simply sitting on the edge of the bed close to you with twiddling thumbs, chewing his bottom lip with sharp teeth. When he does finally speak, his face is bright red.

"I... was scared you got hurt, Y/N. I just needed to come make sure you were good."

You give a soft laugh and he turns to you, grinning when he sees your cheeks are just as red.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Do you need a hug?"

He nods and pulls you to him, giving you no notice as you're pulled to his lap, your legs on either side of him. He removes his glasses and buries his face into your chest, ignoring your sounds of protest as he breathes you in. You groan in embarrassment before letting your hands rest on his head, fingers running through his hair under his hat.

He groans into your breasts and you suck in a sharp breath, eyes wide as his hands wander to your ass, fingers gripping as a hardness grows under you. You press your lips into a tight line as you bite back a moan, knowing your shorts were already soaked.

"Y/N, I can't hold back anymore, I need you."

You squeak in shock, your eyes still wide as you meet his half-lidded gaze, desire written across his face.

"I've been flirting with you for weeks, but I don't think you're catching the hint."

You're unable to hold back the filthy sound he pulls from you as he roughly presses you down against him, his hard cock grinding against your clothed core with need.

"Tell me I can have you."

Your breathing is uneven as you stare each other down, taking only a second to think before you answer breathlessly,

"God, yes."

[a-reality-dream]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers ♡

1.cat & catdad make me so happy, coming home to my little family everyday, i cant ask for more

2.baking/cooking - we cook together almost everyday, make our own bread, butter, sauces, a lot of desserts, sous vide meat

3. I love tea - i drink 4 cups a day or more, i like to try new combinations of tastes, i mostly buy a black flavored tea, these are the ones i ordered some time ago, my fave rn is the one that tastes like orange cookies. i will drink any weird tea from the supermarket also

4.video games! - ive always been gaming a lot, ive meet my husband on overwatch, we have played WoW and hearthstone together later on, im currently on my 2nd Baldurs's gate 3 playthrough and i must have around 500h in genshin impact i guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i also play apex legends with my best friends

5.art in general makes me happy! - going to art galleries and museums, watching the creative process of painting or sculpting, im so appreciative of ppl making fanarts and fanfiction. I wish i had the energy to get back to making anything but im a lazy worm rn, here's a air dry clay dolphin i sculpted and never finished painting and Dandelion pencil drawing from ages ago

[br4tphobia]

mothers day . ♱ connie springer

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ details + Wc : 2,9k, Plug bby daddy! Connie x fem! reader, written with black woman in mind, idccc connie tanned !!!, connie being a sweet heart 🥹, connie callin the reader hella petnames, snuck in a lil bit of headcannons here n there!! , uses of baby, ma, mama and more, connie sneakin ina lil jokey joke, you/your pronouns used ! (not proofread, forgive me if u see any spelling mistakes.) NS4W + sex w/ some plot, passionate sex, dirty talk, unprotected p in v, oral (r receiving), breeding kink (ig .), fingering (r receiving) marking, missionary, pussy whipped connie !!, creampie and slight overstimulation .

✧˖*° vals note + this was lowkey ass n short (all of my work is) but hey ,, js a lil sumn thats late for mothers day, love everything yall do for yall children !!

its mothers day. the day where mothers are appreciated by children for what their mothers have did for them. you and connie have been dating for a while, only have one child, ava. life is perfect as it is and you wouldnt trade anything for it .

“boy what are you planninggg !”

your glossy lips pout dramatically, a blindfold covering your eyes and he guides you by your waist. “jus’ know its for you.” you suck your teeth, “well duh .. since you plannin all this shit, where ava?” “dont worry about allat, she with mikasa.” a exaggerated sigh fell from your lips, eager to see what ever hes gonna show you. “bae you scarin me ..” he leaves a reassuring grip on your waist and plants a kiss on your neck. “nothin to be scared about, now watch yo step. we going up the stairs .” “cant watch my step if im blind folded ~” “exactly why im here.” you cant help but feel yourself warm all over, his hands cupping around your waist, smooth tone of his voice, his audible accent.

when you both make it up the stairs which seems like forever, he removes one hand off your waist to open the door, “keep the blind fold on til i say you can take it off .” a small “ok..” leaves past your tongue, you fidget with your fingers nervously — connie doesnt do surprises like that ; but when he did, it was scary. “igh..take it off.” “papi, can you do it.. im nervous.” a small chuckle erupts from his chest, undoing the tie behind your head — before taking it off “ready, ma?” he questions you. you nod your head as a yes quickly, the darkness covering your vision fades away ; the blind fold dropped. your eyes adjust to the dim light in the room, “happy mothers day.” your eyes immediately widen along with a gasp. rose petals along the floor leading to the bed traced into a heart with red ballons reaching the ceiling with pictures of you, connie and ava hanging at the end. designer bags sitting infront of the pillows. such as Chanel, Louis vuitton and prada.

your eyes swell up at the scene. “you didnt..” holding your head up, trying to prevent those tears that’s threatening to fall. he pulls you into a hug, “i did. i love you and appreciate you for everything you did for this family.” whispering in your ear while he rubs circles on your back. “i-i love you too..thank you.” “save those tears mama, lets see yo gifts.” he grabs your arm and leads you to the bed. he watches you intensely as you smile from joy at the gifts, thats all he wants. to see you happy in life. “con..! i swear you’re too good to me!” your pretty face beaming, holding up the beautiful louis vuitton bag. tracing over the LV monogram logo ever so lightly. “you like it mama?” “i love it, baby, thank you. so so much !” his polished whites shine in your face from your response.

laying with him close after opening your gifts you catch him staring at you, the longer he looked at you, the more he fell in love. hell, even if you both are screaming at each other out of anger. “you ok..?” — “you're so pretty.” he's so confident in what he says you hate it, it always folds you. he's not afraid of thinking he's doing too much for you, flat out treating you like a princess more than he does his baby girl. he grabs your chin before your could respond and presses his lips against yours, you kiss back. your hand snaking up his neck, scratching his nape lightly with your solid baby pink nails. he tilts his head to the side to get more access to your lips, his tongue going past your teeth, tongues swirling around whilst he holds you still with his hand on your neck. lifting you up a bit to help you onto his lap. he groaned into your mouth as he pulled you on top of him, straddling his body. your tongues ran over each other so passionately, pulling away every other second to catch your breath.

he utters sweet compliments between every clash of lips, he always knows what to say to you. your plush thighs sit on his with your back arched, the kiss only getting deeper, his hands slid down to your hips and rocked them back and forth. you feel his hard on bump on your clothed clit causing you to moan, gaining the muscle memory of grinding ontop of him, you pull away from the kiss at the pleasure. “jus’ like that mama..” soft groans were shared through the room together from both mouths. til the point where he was leaking in his own pants he turns you in your back, swiftly scooting down to your thighs. he gave you a look of consent, you nod slightly, lowering the band of your shorts that you’ve been teasing connie with all day. his veiny hands pull both your shorts and underwear down in a swift motion.

you let out a light gasp at the cold air mixing with your hot core, you push your thighs together from the cold. “aht aht.. lemme see that pussy, keep those legs open ma..” his hand slid in-between your thigh and part them together. he licked his lips before diving in. he spat down on your core, slurping it up almost instantly. he runs his tongue over your folds, his nose bumping your clit — sending a shock wave to your pit of your stomach. “mm..con..” honey sweet moan fills his ears, your hand resting on his head whilst yours grip the sheets. placing sloppy kisses on your pussy, this man was eating you out like it was his very last meal of his life. slurping, smacking, and gulping down your slick, he knows he can eat pussy and tales advantage of it. “fuck..i love the way you eat this pussy papi..” your voice is breathy, more moans are formed and exhaled out of your mouth.

you rut your hips against his face, your juices running down his face dripping onto the silk sheets. you love seeing connie like this — hungry for you. the way he groans into your pussy at your taste, having his own make out session with your folds ; tongue fucking you ever so deliciously. "im gonna cum baby.." you roll your head back, waiting for your orgasm. every lick and plunge from his tongue brings you closer to the edge – god, you haven’t felt like this for while since ava was born. Everything starts to feel tingly and intense, he was desperate for you. “cmon.. make a mess on my face, mama.” Muttered through his messy mouth full of your arousal, you see white spots as soon as the pit in your stomach boils over. “mm shit babyy!” clawing at his dyed hair, shaking legs, broken moans, all that just by his mouth.

he made sure not to let a drop spill after pulling away, he charmingly smiles against your cum stained thighs, giving them a peck. “still with me, mama?” “ yea..” your voice is breathy, and rasp. Recovering from you recent orgasm, “ight, lift your arms .” his hands curve to your back as you do as he says. The shirt going over your head and dropping them back to your sides. “can I” he looks you dead, then trailing down to your laced bralette, hinting to take it off . “mhm” is your immediate response, feeling his slim tattooed fingers clip your bra of your chest. your nipples harden to the exposed surface of the air, “you gon lemme suck em ?” he raises a eyebrow, his tone teasing. you smile at his idiotic comment “oh my god.. yes…” connie hums at your quiet response, “yes, con. you can.” not even processing your answer he latches his mouth on your nipple like hes some type of leech. the warm wetness of his mouth soaking your nipple, whilst his other hand massages the other one — you let out quiet whines as hes twisting and pinching on it.

“imma prep you, ok, pretty?” hes slightly inaudible but you can still understand. he sliding his hand down your bare body, curving down to your inner thigh. connie collects the leftover slick and slides his lubricated digits into you. your walls immediately pulse around him index and ring, his thumb reaching to rub your clit. “oh my god..” shallow breathes escape, his long fingers massage the inside of your pussy, scissoring, pumping and curling against ; hitting all the rights spots. “just like that baby, oh fuck..” once he feels like hes gave that boob enough attention he switches, his mouth latching on your right one. you find yourself grinding on his fingers, the pleasure too much where you have to push your sticky thighs together, your nipple leaves his mouth with a ‘pop !’

“what i tell you ?” his tone hinted a warning , “to k-keep my legs open..”

“then do it, todays all about you. so let me make you feel good.”

he continues his actions with his fingers, simultaneously reaching up to give you a kiss. “think — you can ,, take me?” he’d push his fingers out through the kisses as you keep coming back for more, “yes, i need you so bad..” “dont say that, imma nut in my pants, mama” he rolls his eyes in resemblance of you. “boy pleasee” he gives you another smile before pulling his sweat pants down, you stop him. tugging on his shirt “take it off firstt” “ight ight,,” his shirt lifts over his head and thrown unknowingly in the room — his tanned abs on full display for you, god knew what he was doing when creating him cause lord.. hes so fine. “now ,, can i fuck you?” “of course.” he lowers the waistband to his thighs along with his PSD boxers. his tip slaps against his toned stomach with ongoing beads of precum oozing out the pretty brownish pink slit of his tip.

“ready, ma?” he says with a few strokes with his then — then sliding his girth through your folds. nodding another yes, he slides in. the wetness of your pussy squelches as he slids in, pretty tanned cock disappearing into your heat. “shit..” you head rolls back, eyes brows furrowing at the small stretch. “i know, ma..but you can take it..i know it.” his comforting words ease the pain, with his hand stroking your face. within a few moments he pulls out til the tip is only left inside you. “you think you can take me?” “yea..” “tell me if its too much.” whispering low, but loud enough for you to hear. he’d raise your leg on his shoulder and push back into you, sliding in and back out. making sure his rhythm wasn’t too slow or fast — from watching your facial expressions and body language, he kept his pace,

"mm.. fuck.." moaning softly, he could listen to your sounds every morning, evening, and night. "thats it mama.. " he lowers his head to the level of your neck, nibble and sucking on your bare skin. visible bite marks and hickeys grew one by one, connie loves marking you. he wants to know youre his, he loves you and wants to be there for you at all times. even when you both are on bad terms. the way his shaft disappears into every-time he rocks back into you. pushing out moans more and more, “look at you.. takin this dick so pretty..” he groaned at the feeling of your getting wetter at his choice of words. you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him inches closer than what he already was to collide his lips with yours. tongues tangling beautifully together, moans, groans , and whimpers where the only thing shared along the soft skin clapping.

pulling away from his intoxicating lips, to catch your breath. he moves back down to your hickey, covered neck to add more. whispering how good it is against your neck “fuckk i miss this pussy..” — “got me wantin to nut already..” “mm..” whimpering as he brushes his tip against your cervix again. he angles his hips at certain directions to find your spot, watching your body language once again. His finger tips grazing over your beautiful curves while thrusting into you so sensually as hes laying kisses on your neck. "fuck papi.. faster.." your body squirms at neediness, just for him to obey your request — snapping his hips quicker then before, not too fast nor slow, hed do anything just to make sure you were pleased, in and out of bed! he loves you too much to leave you unsatisfied. “mm shitt !” you breath hitches on how deep he got, bumping places inside you that you couldnt reach with your own fingers, he watches your boobs bounce at the rhythm of his strokes as you grip on once tightly, those plump lips slightly agape to release moans, the crease between your hips and thighs from having your legs on his shoulders.

another moan came from you lips, the volume of them getting louder as he hits your g spot. “right here, ma?” he softly puts his hand over the small bulge re-appearing every other thrust, “y—yes! don’t stop baby.. fuck im g’na cum..” oh, he most definetily wont stop. your back arches from the pleasure, scratching on Connie’s back for some type of stability, leaving scratch marks he would definitely admire in the morning. “cum, mama. nut on this dick.” more thrusts, clit stroking, and groping away from your second orgasm. connie loves how whiney you get before you cum, your high pitched moans and whimpers is the most euphoric thing to hear from you, letting him know that you feel good. “baby..baby im cu—" cut off by a silent moan, his strokes get deeper then — what you thought — he possibly could get. gushing over his length, a white ring forming on it.

"fuuck.." he slows down to prevent himself from cumming too soon, but still allowing you to ride out your orgasm. your voice is quiet mumbling "oh baby"s, your pretty face relaxed with your lips shaped into an O. "feels so.. — fuckin good.." his voice is pitched, head thrown back and eyes screwed shut, still continuing his intoxicating thrust which feels like light shocks from being overstimulated. he looks down to admire your facial features, he cant get enough of you, not even if he tried. "you like that? this dick fuckin you deep?" his voice is slightly hoarse, "yesyes mmhpp" you cover your mouth with your hand to muffle your sounds, not wanting to get louder. "let me hear you." , he grabs your hand and places it your tummy buldge.

"i-im sorry... ohmygodd.. you fuckin me so good, papi.." your wet sounds from your previous orgasms leaving his lower stomcach sticky. "shit..gonna cum mama.." cant help but feel embarassed from being close too soon, but you dont care. you also want him to feel as good as you do. "fill t-this pussy up.." his cock twitching inside your silk walls, “yeah? tell me how much you want it.” thats one thing he loves, seeing you plead for anything from him, probably one of his biggest turn-ons. “so bad baby.. mhpp! make me a mom of two..” Thats all connie hears, two. "thats what i like to hear, mama.." his pace picks up, "s-shit baby..fuck im cumming.."

his breathing quickens before he lets out a drawn out groan of your name followed by a few other thrusts. letting out whimpers at his thick seed sitting inside you before dripping onto the sheets. soon he pulled out, watching in awe whilst trying to catch his breath. "jus’ wait til fathers day. imma make it up to you." refering to everything hes did for you today, "lookin forward to it, catch yo breath. i ain done." "wha..?" "you head me, imma make sure you a mother of two."

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[tojislilbabydoll]

toji fushiguro

pairing ; worker!toji x fem!reader

warnings ; swearing, maybe spelling mistakes?

a/n ; hii babissss!!! first time writing~ i dont write often but feel free to request anytime, love u guys!

You had a very shitty day today. As usual, you went to Toji’s work with his favorite lunch you made! When you enter, you see the woman that always bothered Toji, not knowing he had a girlfriend.

“Hello! Could I visit Toji? I brought him something.” You asked the woman politely with a sweet smile, although you saw the way she looked at you with disgust.

“No, he’s busy right now. He doesn’t want any visitors.” You noticed her looking at you up and down in disgust.

“Well, I brought him his lunch.” You replied, a bit annoyed now by her attitude.

“Besides, I’m his girlfriend so would you just let me see him?” You sighed, lunchbox still in your hand, the food you made starting to get cold.

She scoffed, “You? His girlfriend? What a joke.. Why would he date someone like you? You look hilarious!” She laughs, slapping her knee and crossing her arms.

Suddenly she approached you and snatched the lunch you made for Toji, throwing it in the trash nearby.

You looked at her in shock, wanting to oh so badly slap her but you decided not too since she was Toji’s assistant.

You ran outside getting in your car and driving back home with glossy eyes.

-

You laid in bed, scrolling on your phone.

Until you heard Toji come back from home.

“I’m home sweetheart.” He shouted softly, confused on why he didn’t hear you come downstairs and run to him like you’d usually do.

“Darlin.. ya ight? Ya forgot to get me my lunch today.. Did somethin happen?” He came into the room brows furrowed slightly, seeing you on the bed with your phone.

“Somethin’ wrong sweets? Ya know ya can tell me everythin, hm..” He caressed your cheeks softly crawling into bed next to you hugging you, waiting for you to talk.

“Tell me what’s wrong baby, ya know i’m here for ya baby doll.” He whispered in your ear softly, kissing your cheek lightly, putting his fingers under your chin to make you look at him in the eyes.

“You’re assistent is such a bitch Toji..” you muttered, frowning as he laughs a bit.

“Ya say what? what did she do y/n?” He said with full seriousness as he nudged for you to tell him what happened, still a bit concerned about you, his sweet little girl.

“Well, today I asked if I could visit you right? She said no and threw your lunch in the trash! She also said I looked hilarious when I said I was your girlfriend..” You explain slowly, getting a bit upset again, he frowns as he listens to you, getting mad already.

He knows his assistant was annoying, but she disrespected his sweet lil girl? That’s a big no-no.

“..She did what? Y/n, why didn’t you tell me this earlier hm? Tell me immediately when somethin like this happens, okay? I don’t want anyone to disrespect my girl like that. You look gorgeous baby, don’t listen to that whore.. you’re the prettiest woman ever.” He whispered in your ear softly, pulling you on his lap and hugging you, patting your back knowing you’re gonna get emotional.

He feels his heart shatter in pieces when he hears you cry on his shoulder, whispering sweet nothings in your ear, clearly concerned about you.

-

The next day Toji went to work, he called you, you widened your eyes not expecting a call from him as he was really busy but you just pick up. Just as you pick up he already starts talking, hearing a woman crying in the background.

“Hey sweets, just fired the bitch you were talking ‘bout!” He grins proudly, flipping the camera filming the woman crying.

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[tomoshim]

diluc

how do diluc would act around you? lest see（>‿‿<）

-if i had an grammar mistake or spelling mistake i apologies! this post was in a rush as i wanted to grow my account (　-̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥᷄◞ω◟-̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥᷅ )

-im new to writing in tumblr so i dont know some things and how it works!😭

▪ diluc is the type to would be worried about you contantly whenever u go out without bringing someone to watch you over whenever hes busy. "y/n. you know you should really stay in my office. my work isnt not that long its dangerous for you to go out"

▪ diluc contantly would ask you if you have eaten or not to check up on your health. if u didnt eat diluc would cook you a pancake staring at you until you eat it

▪ first meeting with diluc he seems cold and didnt care about you, having a trust issues once u slowly get to know him he will totally cherish you as his precious person ever. he would risk his life just to protect you poor boy probably has massive trust issues. ever since his father died he wouldnt go to the same path he would protect you with everything he have so get ready for protective diluc on the way to beat some hilichurls or any monster that tried hurt you.

SMUT

▪ usually when diluc done with all the works he would be stressed out at some things. prepared for your legs 🫡

▪ diluc would go slow at first as times goes on he will slowly pick up the pace putting your leg on his shoulder as his cock hit every good spot inside your spongy walls making you see stars

▪ diluc favorite position is totally would be the one he could see your face. he wanted to see your expression as he pound inside your pussy/hole. the way your eyes would rolled back and how you moan or whined his name got him butterflies

▪ whenever diluc at works and feels needy he would have you bouncing on his cock at his lap as he would hold your hips.. your hips were perfectly fit to his large hand making me groan in pleasure as he tried focus on the work (he never managed to finish it because in the end he would fuck you all night)

▪ and yes for the final diluc would totally give u an aftercare! he would gently carried you to the luxury bathtub as he use an a good smelling shampoo on your hair and expensive body wash for your body. he would always clean you with his body wash and shampoo wanting his scent on you so kaeya knows who u belong to

[julilovesyou444]

hey baee that last fic u did was so good i literally loved it tysm it was so cute!! i have another request - could you write smth where the reader is the 5th member of the band and tom has lit been in love w her since they were kids, and it’s only when they’re like 16/17 that he finally accepts it and confesses to the reader?? like it’s so unlike him to be all soppy and stuff so he didn’t wanna accept his feelings and he’s like super nervous bc he doesn’t wanna like ruin the friendship or anything but ofc the reader likes him back 😋😋 THAT WAS SO LONG LMAO and super specific again but anyways tysm 💗💗💗

i know you ~ tom kaulitz

ty for requesting bb! I’m so happy you liked the last one!! hopefully this one is okay too! enjoy💗💗 if anyone wants, feel free to request

warnings: swearing, yelling, drinking, partying, kissing, thats it i think ??

a/n~ thank you for 100 followers!! I sound stupid saying that but seriously the support means so much to me, gustav req coming soon!! stay tuned and enjoy this little piece for now💟 also thank you for all the comments and messages, I LOVE YOU GUYS🫶

(okay but angry love confessions >>>)

sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes !!

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“are we doing anything tonight?”, i asked, laying down on the tour bus’ couch. My legs were draped across bills, he had insisted. We had been on the schrei tour for about a month now. the change from regular life to tour life was insane. we were on the schrei tour, about a couple months or so in. We had a little trouble adjusting at first, we were all getting into a lot of arguments, but now we were fine. Bill and Tom still get into arguments a lot, though. Tom has been acting weirder than usual, and i kinda felt like most of this behavior was aimed at me. It felt like he was distant, and I couldn’t figure out why. I have had a crush on Tom for just about as long as I can remember, but I always pushed away those feelings because I loved our friendship too much, and I didn’t want to confess to him and for there to be a rift in between us. I knew for a fact he didn’t like me back. He had so many absolutely gorgeous fan girls who liked him, so there was no way he liked me. He was also kind of a player. That hurt a little at first, but just like the whole situation, I learned to live with it.

“Uhh, i dont think so. We could do something, though. I wouldn’t mind.”, Bill replied, typing something on his phone. The door to the bus opened, and Tom walked in. The smell of cigarettes followed him. We were waiting on Georg and Gustav to finish up the grocery shopping. I thought he was going to go sit down on his bed, but I was wrong. He was staring down at me.

“What?”, i asked.

“Sit up. I wanna sit on the couch too.”, he said flatly. I groaned and sat up for a second, my legs still over Bills. I looked back and saw that Tom was sat behind me, both of his arms resting on the top of the couch. I fell back onto his lap, my head resting on top of his legs. I felt him tense up under me. He raised his eyebrows at me in a judgy way and I rolled my eyes.

“Who said I’m allowing you to do that?”, he said in a bratty tone.

“Deal with it.”

“I guess I will because it doesn’t really seem like I have a choice.”, he huffed.

“Okay, I’m tired of your guys’ bickering, I’m going to go check on Gustav and Georg and see what is taking them so long. Hans is in the store too, I guess he got tired of sitting and driving all day. I’ll be back soon.”, Bill said, lifting my legs up and letting himself get up. Before either Tom or I could protest, he left.

The silence engulfed us. It felt awkward, and I hated it. I had known Tom since we were seven. He had always been a bit of an asshole, but he was nice too. Lately I had just been getting asshole Tom. He seemed somewhat normal with everyone else, except for me. I started to overthink. Did he find out I liked him? Was he uncomfortable around me now? Did he think I was weird?

“sorry for laying on you, I’ll get up.”, i quickly said as I began to sit up. Tom grabbed my shoulder and pushed me back down into his lap.

“No. You can stay. If you want.”, he said flatly.

“Oh… okay, yea.”

I looked up at him as he gazed back down at me. I couldn’t figure out what was going on with him. What had changed between us? When he was a kid, he would treat me just like he treated everyone else in the band.

“Is everything okay?”, i asked softly.

“What do you mean?”

I could tell he knew exactly what I meant.

“Oh, I don’t know, it’s stupid, nevermind.”, I looked away.

“No, tell me.”, he used his finger to direct my chin back toward him. His eyes were slightly narrowed.

“I don’t know, Tom, you just seem different, that’s all. I feel like you haven’t been yourself lately, but I’m probably just dumb and it’s all in my head.”

He didn’t say anything.

“I’m sorry.”, i immediately apologized in fear of making him angry.

“Why? You have no reason to be.”

Everything he did confused me.

“Okay, well, I just feel like you’ve been a little distant.”

“I haven’t been.”, he said. He sounded a little bit annoyed.

“Okay, sorry.”

“Will you stop saying sorry?”, he lashed out.

I froze. He usually never yelled at me. He knew I hated when people yelled at me. No matter what the situation was, if someone yelled at me, I would cry. He knew that. I sat up and he tried to get me to stay. I shrugged him off and stood up.

“Um, I think I’m gonna go take a nap in my bunk, I’m pretty tired.”, I mumbled.

“Just wait-“

“Leave it, Tom.”, i said quietly before walking away and over to my bunk. I heard Tom curse underneath his breath. I laid down, and about a minute after doing so, I heard everyone load back onto the bus.

“Okay, we have about two hours left in our drive to Dresden and then you guys can get checked into your hotel and do whatever you want for the rest of the day.”, Hans, our driver, announced. Everyone agreed.

“Where’s did she go?”, i heard Bill ask. He sounded confused.

“Her bed, she’s taking a nap.”, Tom replied.

“What did you do now?”, Bill teased.

“Fuck off.”, Tom said back.

“Calm down.”, Georg said.

“Can we just go?”, Tom yelled up to the front of the bus at Hans.

I felt the bus start to move. I got under the covers. I was still very in love with Tom, and the way he was acting towards me hurt me so much. I didn’t know what I did wrong. I missed the way things were. I silently cried for a minute, I felt so stupid. He shouldn’t have this kind of effect on me. I hated crying. I felt like a baby. I fell asleep within a few minutes, trying to forget about what was happening.

~

I felt the bus come to a sharp stop. I blinked my eyes open. I could hear Tom and Bill arguing. I couldn’t see them because I was in the back of the bus, but whatever they were talking about, sounded serious. I stood up and walked over to the cracked door. They couldn’t see me, and I could only see a sliver of them.

Bill was standing up, lecturing Tom about something.

“If you like her, why don’t you just tell her??? I don’t get it.”

“I don’t fucking like her, just fuck off.”, Tom spat back at him.

“Yes you do! It’s obvious! You have since, forever! We can all see that you do. We also all see you treat her like she’s nothing, don’t you think that hurts her?”

“It is kind of obvious.”, Gustav trailed off. They were probably talking about one of the many girls Tom was leading on. He always did this. It didn’t surprise me.

“Shut up, Gustav. And so what if I do like her? How is that any of your business? I’m not going to jeopardize the band or anything else for that matter for some silly crush.”

“It’s not a silly crush, Tom. You’re in love with her.”, Bill said. It was silent.

My stomach dropped. So that’s why he’s been acting all weird. He’s in love with another girl. I couldn’t listen anymore. I stepped out the door and stretched, acting like I heard nothing.

Everyone’s eyes darted to me.

“Good morning, everyone! We are here?”, i said as cheerfully as possible. I wanted to play it off like I was completely fine and like the boy I’ve been in love with since I was seven wasnt in love with some other girl I didn’t even know.

“You just woke up?”, Georg asked. Everyone looked a little worried.

“Yea! Your guys’ fucking yelling woke me up so I figured you were probably arguing over the set list, of course you were dicks are deciding without me so I wanted to come and help choose.”, I laughed. Acting skills, on point. The band looked relieved.

“Well, if that’s over then let’s go get settled into the hotel.”. I suggested. Everyone nodded.

Hans went into the hotel lobby and got us checked in while we unpacked all of our stuff onto caddys. He came back, handed us our keys and told us our floor and room numbers. Georg and Gustav shared a room, as well as Bill and Tom. I had a room to myself, it had always been that way.

We took our stuff inside and went up the elevators into our hotel rooms. I unpacked my stuff pretty quickly before going over to Bill’s room to try and make plans for tonight.

I knocked on their door. Tom cracked it open and squinted his eyes at me before opening it all the way. I pushed past him but he grabbed me and pulled me back.

I furrowed my brows at him and tried to continue walking, but he wouldn’t let me.

“Can you not be so stubborn and just hear me out?”, he said. I stopped trying to get out of his grasp and crossed my arms over my body. I widened my eyes and shook my head a little, giving him a cue to start talking.

“I didn’t mean to yell at you earlier. I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s with me lately, but you’re right, i havent really been myself.”

I sighed. I didn’t want him to feel bad, especially for loving another girl. It was rare that Tom genuinely liked someone, and I didn’t want to get in the way of that.

“I know why, Tom. Its okay, I understand now. I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable or something. I wont get so close to you anymore.”

He looked so confused.

“Wait what? What do you mean ‘uncomfortable’? And I never said I didn’t want you close to me? What are you talking about?”

“Tom, I know you. You’re like my bestfriend, its okay. You don’t have to keep secrets from me. And im not gonna be upset if you don’t want me to be as touchy and stuff with you. I wouldn’t want to do anything to affect your relationship or whatever you are deciding to call it.”

“What are you talking about?”, he asked. He was acting so shocked. Then Bill walked out of the bathroom. Since he clearly wasn’t comfortable with telling me about the girl he was in love with, I wasn’t going to push, so I changed the subject.

“Bill!”

“Oh, hi!”, he smiled, noticing me.

“I was thinking, what if we went to a club tonight?”

“OH MY GOSH, YES!!! please! I need to party, I’ve been so drained from always doing shows, that would be just what I need. you’d come too, right, Tom?”, Bill asked.

“Yea, I guess.”, Tom nonchalantly replied. He acted as if he was too good for that stuff.

“Go tell Georg and Gustav.”, Bill instructed.

“Why do I have to? Why can’t you?”, Tom complained.

“Because you know I take the longest to get ready! It’s getting late already so I’d like to leave sooner than later.”

“Ugh, fine.”, Tom said, rolling his eyes before leaving the room.

“What’s his deal?”, i asked.

Bill hesistated.

“Uhh, i dont know, he’s been weird. Tom will get over it soon though, don’t worry.”

“Oh, okay… it doesn’t have anything to do with me, right?”, i asked, trying to slyly investigate.

I saw Bill physically get taken aback.

“Uhhhhh no! No, I don’t think so. Why do you ask?”

“Uh i just feel like he’s been acting weird towards me I guess. We used to like jokingly flirt and be pretty close but we don’t ever really do that anymore and it feels kind of weird, but I think I know why.”

“Oh… and why is that?”

“He’s in love with somebody. I don’t know who, but it’s probably one of the girls he’s slept with. I think Tom just feels weird with me being how I used to be like with him because he is in love with her, y’know what I mean?”

“Wait-wait, where did you get this from?”, Bills mouth was agape.

“Don’t be mad but I heard you guys arguing on the bus. I heard only part of it. I don’t know why I didn’t say anything, but obviously the rest of the guys know and Tom is refusing to tell me too. He doesn’t know I already know, but I don’t really understand what is stopping him from telling me.”

“Oh… I see.”, Bill said, contemplating his next words.

“I think he will tell you when he’s ready, I think he just wants you to approve of him and he thinks highly of you. I also think you make him a little nervous.”, he finally added.

“Me? Make Tom nervous? Funny, but no way.”, I laughed. Bill made a face and shrugged.

“Okay, I’m gonna go get ready, I’ll see you in like 45.”, I said, turning for the door.

“Wait!”

“Hm?”

“I have a question, answer honestly, please.”

“What is it Bill?”

“Do you have feelings for Tom?”

I could feel myself immediately get flustered and my cheeks start to get red. Fuck fuck fuck.

“What?”, i laughed awkwardly.

“Please, I’m your bestfriend, you can tell me if you do.”

“Why do you even think that? Tom is my best friend just like you are.”

“You aren’t denying it.”

“Bill, please.”

“Do you?”, he asked again.

I gave him pleading eyes, asking him to leave it alone.

“Bill…”

“You can tell me anything. I wouldn’t judge you at all.”, he placed his hands on my shoulders.

I sighed again. Even if I said I didn’t, I knew Bill wouldn’t believe me.

“Maybe?”, i scrunched my face up a bit.

Bill smiled.

“Why are you so happy?”, i asked, unclear on whatever was going on in his head.

“No reason…”

“Please, Bill. Don’t say anything to Tom. I don’t want to ruin our friendship, he means too much to me. And I don’t want to get in the way of his relationship with this girl.”

Bill smiled at me again. He shook his head.

“I promise I won’t. And if I were you, I wouldn’t worry about another girl.”

“I thought he loves her though?”

“Just dont worry about it, go get ready!! And look hot! Not that you don’t already, but go get more hot!”, he said pushing me to the door, a smile permanently engraved on his face.

“Bill- wait Bill-“I stuttered as he pushed me out the door.

“Hm?”

“Please, I’m serious. Don’t say anything.”

“I won’t. Boyscouts honor.”, he held two fingers in the air before slamming the door in my face. I was greeted by Tom leaning against the wall. I flinched, I hadn’t seen him because he was standing behind the open door. His arms were crossed over his chest.

“Jesus, fuck! You scared me.”, i yelled.

“Don’t say anything about what? What were you guys talking about?”

“Nothing.”

“I hate when you keep secrets from me.”

“You’re one to talk.”, i replied, defensively.

“What? Was it about me? Are you embarrassed or something?”, he took a step closer to me, his face now adorned with a smug grin. I scoffed.

“Get over yourself, Tom. The world doesn’t revolve around you.”

“Maybe not, but sometimes I begin to think you do.”, he teased.

I rolled my eyes and turned around to go to my hotel.

“Be ready soon!”, he called after me as i slammed the door.

~

Bill banged on my door, for the third time in the last five minutes.

“HURRY UPPPPP”, he groaned. I finished zipping up my shoe before opening the door. Bill looked annoyed but as soon as he saw me, his face lit up.

“Oh. My. God.”, he said, looking me up and down.

“You like?”, i asked, already knowing the answer. I was wearing a denim mini skirt that was way too short, a black lacy top that had long belle sleeves with a pretty cleavagey v-neck. It was cropped perfectly to display my belly button ring. I of course had a ton of jewellry on too, with a bit of makeup as well. I wore platform black boots that went up part of my calf. They were leather and I had been gifted them, but I rarely got the chance to wear them.

“Obviously!”, bill exclaimed.

I walked out to see the rest of the band waiting in the hallway. They all looked a little shocked when they saw my outfit. I usually didn’t dress-up too much, mainly because I didn’t have the confidence to do so. I decided to just let go and have fun tonight.

I walked past them and they just stood there. I clicked the button for the elevator and looked back at them down the hallway.

“Are you guys coming or…?”

They scurried down the hallway and got into the lift with me. We decided to go to a club that was only two blocks away. It was a pretty popular club, and we usually got into most clubs that we tried to because of our status in Germany. The bouncer recognized us and let us skip the line. Perks of being semi-famous I guess.

The music was so loud I could barely hear my own thoughts. Bill grabbed my hand to pull me away and get drinks. I turned away and grabbed Tom’s hand, dragging him along with us. At first he just let me hold his hand, but then he held it back, letting Bill and I lead him through the crowd of drunk people.

Bill ordered us all shots. Tom watched as i downed mine, and drank his not long after. Bill snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me away to the dance floor. We danced for a little before some random girl took it upon herself to steal him away. I couldn’t really blame her though. I danced by myself for a little but got bored and decided I wanted another drink. I made my way over to the bar and ordered a drink I saw another girl have. I began to drink it slowly, looking around. I made eye contact with a guy. He was by himself, looking me up and down. He smiled and i smiled back. He had to be at least 22. He approached me and asked if he could buy me a drink, despite me not even being close to the one i just got myself. I told him that if he wanted to, he had to dance with me first. He agreed, and we went over to crowd of dancing bodies.

At first, it started pretty innocent. Just giggling, drinking, and dancing. He started to get touchy, putting his hands on my waist. He had them slowly go from my waist, downwards. I would pull away whenever he got to close to the one thing he wanted, but no matter how many times I pulled away, he would always try to do it again. I looked over and was met with Tom’s eyes. They were staring at me, a sort of gross look on his face. Was he really that disgusted by me?

“can I get you that drink now?”, he winked. I internally cringed but said yes. Free drinks? Fine by me. He ordered me something, but nothing for himself. As soon as the drink was in my hand, he was urging and pressuring me to drink if. I did. Another drink, same deal. I downed the drink, wanting him to just leave me alone about it. Even though I told him not to, he ordered another drink. I tried to push it away, but he kept pushing it towards me. Finally, he put the drink down. I tried to back up, but he pulled me into a sloppy kiss that I wanted no part of. I tried to push him off but he was too strong, or maybe I was just to tipsy.

“get off of me.”

“please, stop”

but he wouldn’t.

“I don’t want this-“, i started, yet another plea for him to stop. a pair of hands yanked me back. before i could even see who it was, I saw Tom step in front of me and push that guy into the bar counter.

“She told you to get off her you fucking pervert. Is getting girls drunk enough so they hook up with you your only hobby. Pathetic.”, he spat. The guy looked like he wanted to say something back, or fight Tom, but he just cursed under his breath and stumbled away. I felt embarrassed. I shouldn’t have let myself get in that situation.

“Thank you.”, i mumbled to Tom. He shook his head.

“Just stop. You’re really fucking stupid sometimes y’know? Putting yourself in dumb situations like that.”, he rolled his eyes as he walked away. I wasn’t going to let him be that rude and just walk away, so I followed him. I watched as he weaved through people. I followed hom, but not to closely. I saw him open a door and go in before practically slamming it. It was too loud for anyone to even notice. I waited a minute before going into the door as well. There were a few flight of stairs. I climbed up them. I had finally made it to the top. I opened the door. The roof.

The cold air hit my face as I stepped out, the smell of cigarette smoke filling my senses. I saw Tom, standing towards the edge of the building, smoking as he looked out at the city. I began to walk over to him. The gravel crunched underneath my boots, making him turn around.

“What the fuck is your problem to me? You’ve been such a dick and I haven’t even done anything. I just want for things to be normal.”, i said, angered.

“They aren’t normal.”, he said, taking a puff of his cig.

“And how is that in any way my fault? I haven’t done anything to you, yet you are treating me like shit. You loving some girl doesn’t mean you can act like that, it doesn’t have anything to do with me.”

“It has EVERYTHING to do with you!”, he shouted.

“What the fuck did I do?! I don’t understand what I did to make you despise me so much! Why do you hate me so much?!”, I yelled back.

“I don’t hate you, I’m in love with you, you fucking idiot!”, he yelled. His eyes widened at his own words.

I was so confused. It didn’t feel real. I could barely comprehend what he had just said.

“What?”, was all I could manage to say. He looked so nervous, his hands shaking.

“I’m fucking in love with you, okay?? I have been ever since I’ve known you. I’ve tried to push it away, I’ve always denied it, but i cant anymore. I’ve tried everything and I can’t! I’ve slept with countless girls but the only thing I’ve ever been able to think about is you. You’re always on my mind and no matter what I do, I can’t seem to get you out of my head. I’ve been being mean to try and distance you from me and make myself stop loving you but it’s fucking torture and it’s stupid and it hasn’t even worked in the slightest. Bill told me you heard us on the bus, it wasn’t some girl, we were talking about you. Its you, and it always has been. I feel sick when I see you with other guys, I get so jealous I can barely handle it. All I’ve ever wanted is you, and not having you is killing me. I’m sick and tired of pretending like I don’t love you because I do! Hate is the last thing on this earth that I feel about you. I love you so fucking much, and I’m sorry for treating you the way I have been.”, he yelled.

I could hardly believe anything I was hearing. Tom Kaulitz? In love with me? This is a prank, right? It felt like a dream.

“Are you serious?”, i asked.

“Really? After that long ass rant or about loving you, you don’t believe me?”, he dryly laughed.

“Tom, im serious, please…”

“Yes, I’ve never been more sure on something in my entire life.”

“Why now? Why haven’t you said anything?”, I asked, still unsure.

“I wanted to, but I didn’t know how to. We would flirt, but you always took it as a joke. I wasn’t joking. I loved you so much as a friend too, I was scared that if I told you, I would lose you. i also hate talking about my feelings and shit, i feel so stupid whenever I do.”

Part of me was still processing everything. Boy I had been in love with forever, loved me back. In the exact same way I loved him, he loved me. I couldn’t hold back anymore.

“fuck it, i love you too. I’ve been in love with you since we were like eight, and I never said anything because I thought I had no chance with you and I didn’t want to make things weird. The only thing I wanted was for you to stay my friend and for you to like me. When you started acting like you didn’t, I felt horrible and I felt like there was no hope for anything for us. I acted like I didn’t feel anything for you because all I’ve ever wanted is for you to be happy. Even if it meant you being with someone else. I love you, Tom.”, I rambled.

He closed the distance between us. He placed his hands on each side of my jaw, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. I could feel myself get goosebumps, staring up into his dark eyes.

“you were going to let me be with someone else so I could be happy? even if it meant you weren’t?”, he softly asked. I nodded.

“what did I ever do to deserve someone so sweet liek you?”, he murmured. His eyes glanced down at my lips. He took one of his thumbs and pulled it across my bottom lip, tugging down at it gently.

“God, you don’t even know how long I’ve wanted to kiss you.”

“How long?”

He laughed.

“Forever. I want to kiss you now more than ever.”

“Prove it.”

He chuckled at my boldness. Tom leaned in, our noses brushing against each other. I couldn’t stand the teasing anymore, I had waited too long. I dipped his face and pulled him down. Tom, smiling into the kiss at my neediness. It was so passionate, I could kiss his mmm forever. Our lips fit together like puzzle pieces. I pulled him in more, unsure if he was even able to get any closer than he already was. he tasted like Marlboro Reds and liquor. I loved it, I couldn’t get enough of him. One of his hands found its way down to my waist, while the other one tangled itself in my hair. He tugged ever so slightly, earning a soft groan from me. Tom smiled at this, getting the exact reaction he wanted. He pulled away, our foreheads resting against each other.

“fuck, you look so pretty. I wanted to tell you how good you looked earlier tonight but i was too scared.”, he mumbled. I smiled, the sweetness that I had missed was returning to Tom. I pulled him back into another kiss, the first one being incredibly addicting. Our tongues fought for dominance, of course he won.

The door to the roof swung open, startling both Tom and I. We attempted to pull away, but I before I could even see who it was, I heard Bill’s voice.

“I was looking for you guy- OH MY GOD.”, he said, a little shocked. his face quickly turned into a smile.

“What took you guys so long?”, he teased.

“Oh shut up.”, Tom laughed, his hand now around my waist.

“Well, I ordered us some more shots, so… c’mon. you guys can finish whatever this is later.”, he smiled, waking back into the building.

“let’s go inside.”, i said.

Tom kissed me again, this time with the full intent of being sweet and gentle.

“it feels weird to say out loud now, but I love you.”, he said into my ear. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. I looked back up to him, seeing the very boy that i fell in love with all those years ago.

“I love you, too.”

~

a/n #2 ~ THIS WAS SO LONG IM SORRY. also sorry for this taking so long the first one I wrote DELETED😕 I’m on vacation right now but I hope you guys enjoyed this long ass story.

[0littleladybug0]

haihai :3 could u please do mayhaps a cg!steve harrington x little reader an mayhaps they the little is a bit cranky >:O and maybe just wants extra cuddles and extra baby time w cg stevieeeeeeeeeeee :D I love ur acc btw

YES I CANNN!!!

this request is the cutest thing ever i love it so much (coming from a girl that gets supper cranky when im regressed 🤭

Cg!Steve Harrington x little!reader

Summary: someones getting cranky and Stevie knows just how to help

Tags/warnings: Age regression, gender neutral reader, tooth rotting fluff from our favorite cg, spelling mistakes if you squint your eyes (theres always gonna be at least one i miss), reader being the most teeniest tinyest baby ever, reader being insecure but dw Steve is to the rescue!, no use of Y/N, ive never written for Steve before so let me know how i did!!

DNI IF NSFW

It wasn't an exaggeration that you were completely and utterly exhausted. Between classwork and picking up as many shifts as you could with your part time job, you were stacked with responsibilities and were constantly busy. Its not like you were doing it all alone though, you and Steve have both been working insanely hard. You both needed and deserved a nice break from the real world.

Your little space was just that, it was perfect for the both of you! You loved being taken care of and Steve loved having somebody to take care of, and he especially loved taking care of his sweet sweet baby.

The only issue however, was that you always had a problem verbalizing what it was you wanted. You knew that Steve loved being your caregiver and didn't mind your regression at all, intact he praised it any chance he could and was beyond supportive of everything, but you just couldn't shake the insecurities away sometimes no matter how hard you tried to.

You had spent all week without slipping into your little space, something that Steve noticed very quickly since you rarely ever go that long without regressing, even if its just for a hour or two. You wanted nothing more then to slip and be babied by your cg, but the insecurities in your head were too strong, and that made you want to slip even more.

Good thing for Steve though, he had an indescribable gift of reading you just like a book. He knew everything and anything about your regression, and he knew that the longer you stayed big, the smaller and smaller you would regress.

So when you came back home from an exhausting shift after your classes, he knew what you were doing.

You kicked off your shoes and flopped onto the couch with a small whine escaping your lips. You were so tired you didn't even see him walking over to the couch, taking a seat right by your feet, rubbing circles on your back.

"Hi baby." he cooed, "lets change you into some jamies and get you some food, how does that sound?"

The idea of being all cozied up in your favorite pjs sounded like a dream, but the thought of having to get up and actually change, you simply just didn't have the energy for that.

you wanted Steve to pick you up and carry you on his hip, change you into your jammies and give you a nice warm bottle of milk.

And Steve always knew what you wanted. Which made you want to stay big even more, but you were beginning to slip and you couldn't help it.

"No, not tiny." you pout, trying to prove your point.

"You mean this itty bitty baby right here, this little one isn't tiny hm?" he asked, tickling you slightly at your sides. "Seems pretty tiny to me."

You giggle and squirm, immediately making you slip completely into your little space.

"Cmere sweetheart, lets get you changed, your to tiny to wear your big clothes, i cant imagine thats comfy."

"Wanna be in my jammies." you nodded in agreement.

Steve got up from the couch, a confused look lacing his face when he turned to see you staring up at him with big doe eyes.

"You want me to carry you, dont you?" Steve asked, already knowing the answer to it.

"Yes please." you said shyly hiding your face.

He chuckles to himself as he put his arms under yours and hosting you up on his hip. "Good job with your manners hun, where did i get such a polite little one?"

God he loved to see you blush and hide in the crook of his neck.

After getting you into some comfy clothes and a snack in your stomach, he knew that you didnt even need a bottle to knock you out for the night. Would you still be asking for one, oh absolutely.

You began to kick your legs when he hovered you over the couch in an attempt to you you down.

"No dada! No couch!" You shook your head vigorously.

"Baby, I gotta put you down somewhere, dont you want something to eat?" Steve asked.

You let out a whine and buried your head back into the crook of Steves neck. All you wanted was to cuddle with your caregiver, you didn't want to think about what you wanted to eat, let alone have the energy to actually do it.

"Just wanna stay with you." you mumbled, your voice soft and muffled from Steves shoulder.

"Ok How about this," Steve began, holding your cheek with his free hand so that you could look at him. "What if i made you some nice *comfort food of choice* and then a bottle after, huh? How does that sound?" Steve suggested, he could tell you were tired and fussy and all down right exhausted. he couldn't imagine all the big feelings you were having right now in your little mindset.

He waiting until you slowly nodded in agreement before walking over to the kitchen, with you still on his hip of course. After the food and the bottle was done, he walked you over to the couch and placed you on his lap. He pulled a throw blanket over your back and made sure your stuffie was close to your side and put on cartoons on the TV. You didnt have to ask him what you wanted, he already knew how to treat his tiny tiny baby.

he blew on your food to make sure it wasnt too hot before holding it out to you on your baby spoon, encouraging you to eat it.

He knew that in such a little headspace the last thing you had was energy to feed yourself. He never minded helping out his baby.

"Its yummy isnt it?" He asked in between bites, never rushing you and letting you take your time with the dish.

You would nod along, clinging to Steves side feeling your hangry crankiness slowly go away.

You giggled when he licked his finger and whipped your checks clean. Your laugher to Steve was like an angle choir, he would do anything to hear that little laugh.

After you were done with your food, Steve had so hesitation feeding you your bottle next. You could feel your insecurities rise again at the though of Steve having to take care of you so much, making you cranky again.

You tried to grab the bottle from Steves hand before he tapped it away.

"Its ok baby, let dada give it to you." he reassured.

That one piece of reassurance was enough to get you back into your baby headspace as you nuzzled your head further into Steves chest with a smile.

Your bottle was quickly finished as Steve reassured you with sweet nothings throughout it. He grabbed your paci and held it out waiting for you to take it. You had no hesitation letting him place it in your mouth. He brought both arms around you now, bringing you into a big bear hug. He layed down on the couch with you on top and ran his hand through your hair.

"Sorry i was cranky today." You mumbled through your paci.

Steve looked down at you at your saddened state. He hated when you apologized for feeling your emotions.

"Hey baby, look at me." He said, bringing a hand to your cheek, brushing it slowly with his finger. "You never have to apologize for the way you feel. Its ok that your not happy and playful everyday. Every baby has their cranky days. And i will always be there to take care of you no mater if your happy or sad or cranky or tired. Im going to be there for you no matter what. Im always gonna be here for my little baby." He kissed the top of your head and tighten his grasp around you.

You nuzzled back into his chest with a soft smile on your lips.

You felt loved. You were loved. Everything was ok.

You both fell asleep holding each other on the couch, you woke up feeling cured of last nights big emotions with the help of your cg and your littlespace. And even if you woke up and you were still little, you didnt worry about being too much for Steve. You knew he would grab you a juice box, set you on the kitchen counter and make you breakfast as you watched.

You truly couldn't ask for a better dada.

But yet again, he couldn't ask for a better little one either.

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[duffs-balls]

The Dilfest 2

SECOND PART OF THE DILFEST YALL

heres the first one

read that first bro or dont idc

TELL ME ID THERES ANY GRAMMAR OR SPELLING MISTAKES PLSSS TELL ME PLS IM BEGGING

WARNINGSSS🙏😱

sex🔥 fingering, dom duff, spanking, teasing, dirty talk (kinda), marking (kinda), pills (painkillers not drugs), hot sexy men (passing out and going mental warning, dont look at the pictures below if u have any heart issues /j)

HOW IS HE SO HOT I NEED HIM TO TIE ME UP

The soft thud of the car door shutting lightly woke me up, but not enough for me to open my eyes or register what is happening.

He softly opens my door and undoes my seatbelt, before grabbing me right under my armpits and lifting me up into his arms. I instinctively wrap my limbs around him. I cling onto him like a koala, burying my face in the crook of his neck as I just keep on sleeping. He closes the door and locks his car before wrapping his arm around me securely.

He grabs the key and unlocks the door, before stepping into his home.

He doesn’t mind carrying me at all. He likes being so close to me and being able to take care of me like this.

He flicks on the lights and locks the door behind him, before making his way upstairs to his bedroom.

He lays me down on the bed, kissing my forehead before taking off my shoes and tossing them onto the floor. He takes off his own shoes and changes into sweatpants and a plain shirt before crawling into the bed.

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Sunrays shine through the curtains and onto our entwined bodies. I frown and blink my eyes open. I let out a yell as I feel someone else pressed up to me. I push the person off me and stand up, staring at them in horror. I relax slightly as I see it’s Duff, but before I can do anything, a pounding headache hits me.

It feels like theres a hundred Oompa Loompas banging three big metal tubes on my head. Jesus Christ. I groan and clutch at my head, squeezing my eyes shut.

“Hey, hey, hey. Cmere.” His soft, soothing voice fills my ears, relieving some of the pain. He immediately reaches out and grabs my hand, pulling me back into bed.

I snuggle up to him, nestling my face in his neck as I grip onto his shirt. Snuggling up to him at least made me feel a little better. His arms wrap around me protectively, rubbing my back in an attempt to soothe my aches. “Shh, baby.” He murmurs, kissing the top of my head. “You want me to get you some painkillers?” I nod, groaning softly.

He lays me down on my back on his bed, pulling the sheets over me. He presses a lingering kiss to my forehead before he lets go of me, hurrying over to the bathroom, which was connected to his bedroom.

I keep my eyes shut tightly, curling up into a ball as I realise how much warmth and comfort having Duff next to me gave me. And now, that was all gone.

I can faintly hear him rummaging through the cabinets and turning on the faucet.

A few moments later, he walks back into the room and crawls into the bed. He places the medicine and a glass of water on the nightstand, before helping me sit up.

I climb into his lap, not caring if I was being all clingy even when we hadn’t known each other for long. I couldn’t give a shit, I’m feeling horrible and he makes me feel much better, so I’m gonna get as close to him as possible. Period.

“Here.” He says softly as he hands me the pills and the glass of water, he chuckles lightly as I cling to him. I drink the whole glass, not opening my eyes since I knew the bright light would be way too much.

I hand the glass back to him and wrap my arms around him, seeking comfort in him. He hums softly, pressing a kiss to the side of my head. “There you go.” He murmurs.

I try to get even closer to him, pressing my body against his and shifting around to make myself as small as possible. He chuckles at my attempts, his arms tightening around me.

I squirm around for a few moments before letting out a frustrated groan, my jeans becoming annoyingly uncomfortable. I roll onto my back and quickly take them off, my eyebrows furrowed.

I move back into Duff’s lap. He chuckles but doesn’t say anything, just holding me again when I move back onto him. “Better?” He whispers. I smile and nod.

We stay like that, cuddled up in bed. Eventually I’d fallen asleep. He’d whisper sweet nothings into my ear every now and then, or caress my body, which I’d do to him too. We’d sometimes change positions. It felt so good to be cuddling with him; he made me feel so safe, and I made him feel safe. It was not awkward or weird at all, it felt right and comfortable.

After hours of cuddling and slumbering, falling in and out of sleep, I speak up. “You hungry?” My voice is soft and slightly groggy, although my grogginess is nothing compared to his. His voice sounds like a deep rumble from a motorcycle, even more than it normally does. “Yeah. We can make breakfast if you want.”

His voice is so sexy. I feel butterflies in my stomach, and heat pools between my legs. I brush it off for some reason and nod with a smile.

We both get out of bed and grab each other’s hand as he leads me downstairs. I look down at our entwined hands, feeling even more butterflies in my belly. My eyes travel up before locking onto his back. He’s so broad, like a Doritos chip. Then I look at his arms. His tattoos are so beautiful, and his biceps are huge.

I speed up and start walking next to him. He smiles down at me as I get closer to him, before opening the door to the living room and kitchen. We don’t say anything, and that’s okay. I don’t like to talk much in the morning, anyway.

We walk into the kitchen and I jump up onto the counter, watching him as he opens the fridge in search for something to eat for breakfast.

I suddenly feel an urge, an itch for him. I grab his arm and pull him between my legs, wrapping them around him and trapping him inside them. We both lean in, no words needing to be said as we both knew what we wanted.

He brushes his lips over mine gently, before deepening the kiss. His strong arms slip around my waist, pulling me closer against him. I tangle my hands in his wavy, blond hair, deepening the kiss even more by pulling on the strands.

I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter, even though we’re just kissing. That doesn’t last too long. His big, strong, possessive hands wander down to my ass, squeezing and groping. I moan into his mouth, feeling his cock growing harder against my cunt through our clothes.

I can’t help but grind against his dick, moving my legs up higher to wrap around his waist. He groans into the kiss, his hands gripping my ass tighter. His lips become demanding and hungry, his tongue slipping inside to explore my mouth. My heart is racing in my chest, my breath coming in short, almost gasp-like breaths. He suddenly lifts me off the counter and slams me against the now closed fridge, making me gasp. I didn’t know he had this rough side to him, although I could’ve figured. One of his hands moves to squeeze my tit. I moan, arching my back into his touch. He keeps me pressed against the fridge, holding me up as my legs are still wrapped around him. His hand moves down to tease at the waistband of my panties, a smirk appearing on his face as he hears my needy whine. “So eager.” “Please..” It’s never to early to beg. He grins devilishly and slips his hand inside, rubbing at my clit in circles with his middle finger before sliding his fingers along my wet folds. I moan, my fingers tightening in his hair. He plays around with my pussy for a few moments, before finally slipping one finger inside. He starts to move in and out slowly, his other hand still groping at my breast. His thumb rubs lazy circles around my clit, making me let out moan after moan. I’d never felt so good, and this was only the beginning. He starts to trail kisses down my jaw, and then my neck. He sucks and nibbles, staying on the same spot for a bit to create a mark before moving down further. He lifts my shirt up and kisses the part of my breasts that aren’t covered by my bra. With one hand still working on my pussy, he can’t take it off. He grunts in frustration, suddenly thrusting his finger deeper inside me than before. “Take it off.” He growls. I immediately let go of his hair and take off my shirt, tossing it onto the floor before unclasping my bra and letting it fall to the floor too. He growls and takes my nipple into his mouth the second it’s exposed, sucking and tonguing it. I let out high-pitched, whine-y moans, my hands moving to tug on his hair again. He adds another finger into my wet hole, curling them to find my sweet spot. He abuses that spot relentlessly, making my back arch and my thighs shake. “Duff!” I moan, my hips bucking against his hand eagerly. My moans turn into gasps, my eyes rolling back as I feel myself getting closer and closer to my orgasm. His movements become faster and more intense, hitting my sweet spots in all the right ways. I can’t even manage to warn him as I cum all over his fingers. I cry out his name, my hands clawing at his back. I arch my back off the fridge, my hips grinding against him uncontrollably. I pant as I catch my breath, my head tilted back to rest against the fridge. He smirks and slowly pulls his sticky fingers out of me, grabbing my jaw with his other hand and forcing me to look at him. “Open.” He orders, tilting his head back slightly. I look at him with hazy, satisfied but lustful eyes. I part my lips, my eyes falling closed as he sticks his fingers inside my mouth. “Good girl.. Lick ‘em clean.” He breathes out, his eyes fixated on my lips and expression. I eagerly lick and suck on his fingers, slightly cringing at the taste of myself but liking the feeling of his fingers in my mouth and him controlling me too much to care.

“That’s a good girl.” He growls and pulls his fingers out, suddenly putting me down on the floor. My legs feel like jelly, shaking and making me stumble. He leans down to whisper in my ear, his hands resting on my hips possessively. “Bend over the counter.” He growls. My breath hitches and I obey, turning to the kitchen island and bending over it. My breathing is heavy and deep, my heartbeat racing in anticipation. He moves behind me, his hand reaching out to run along my sensitive pussy. He suddenly smacks my ass, and I can’t help the moan that escapes my lips. I can hear him cursing under his breath, feeling his gaze burning into my ass. I spread my legs further and stick my ass out, hiding my face in the crook of my arm. He smacks my ass once again, before pressing himself against me, his big hands gripping my hips to pull me back against him. He bends down, pressing open-mouthed kissed along my shoulders and neck. “You want this?” He whispers in his low, sultry voice. I nod frantically, my arm reaching behind my head and wrapping around his neck, while my other hand rests on the counter and supports my body weight. “Say it.” “Yes.. Please, Duff..” I whimper, feeling his hard cock poking into my ass through his sweatpants. “Please, what?” I groan, growing frustrated as he keeps me waiting for way longer than I wanted. “Please fuck me!” He smirks and sinks his teeth down into my skin, right where my shoulder meets my neck. He pushes down his pants and boxers, his dick jumping free and pressing against my ass. He moves his hand between my thighs and spreads them apart, before grabbing my hips and forcefully tilting them back. He suddenly slams into me without warning, making me cry out. He grunts at the feeling of my tight, hot cunt stretching around him. He starts moving in and out, slowly at first, but he quickly speeds up. The sound of his hips smacking against my ass, the wet squelching of my pussy and our moans, grunts and gasps fill the room, which fade into the background as he fucks me into oblivion. His hips move fast and hard, his cock hitting spots inside me I never thought to be possible. He holds onto my hips and pulls me back onto his dick with each relentless thrust. “Fuck, baby. So tight. Such a good girl for me, taking my cock like this. Fuck, yeah.” He murmurs breathlessly between hot kisses all across my shoulders and back. I moan his name uncontrollably, bucking my hips to meet his thrusts. “Gonna come inside your pretty little cunt. Come with me, babe..” He lets out a shuddering growl as he slams into me harder and harder, exploding inside me. I cry out in ecstasy as he fucks me over the edge, coating his cock in my come. He pants as he slows down, his forehead falling against my shoulder. His hair sprawls across my sweaty back, his breath fanning over my skin with each pant. After a few moments, he pulls out, our combined juices dripping down my thighs and his cock. He flips me around to face him, leaning in to kiss me messily. His big hand tangles in my hair, pulling me closer. I wrap my arms around his neck, rubbing my heel up and down the back of his legs. I pull back and bury my face in his neck with a breathless chuckle. “Jesus Christ.” I murmur. He laughs softly, his arm sliding around my waist. “Let’s take a shower.” He murmurs into my hair. I make a small sound of approval, kissing his neck. Right when I’m about to pull away so I can walk to the bathroom, he picks me up. I yelp and laugh, burying my grinning face back into the crook of his neck. He carries me bridal style, a big, charming grin on his face. I giggle and look up at him, leaning in to place some kisses on his neck and jaw.

PH MY GOD IM GONAN FUCKING KILL MUSELD YHIS SHIT IS PISSING ME OFF I HAD SM ISSUES TRUING TO DUPLICATE THE TEXT CAUSE I WAS GONNA MAKE A MALE VERSION BIT I SLreaDY STOPPED OKAY NO IMNNOT EVEN EXPLIANINF THIS IM SORRY THE KAST PARTS ARE ALL STICKED TOGETHER AND THE FIRST ONE IDNT BUT IM TOO POSSED OFF TO FIC IT SORRY GUYS

anyway here u go uhh i dont have much to say tbh i dont think ill write a third part but we’ll see

i probably will be writing more other duff fics though

IM WORKINF ON A BUGGER ONE RN ALSO ABT DUFF BUT I WANN AHAVE IT COMPLETELY FINISHED BEFORE I POST IT SO THAYLL TAKE A WHILEEEE LIKE MONTHS OR SMTH SO IDK

[misfithive]

Thank you for the way you handled that ask about Wille's and Simon's drama. Because that sentence 'On the other hand, Simon needs to have a bit of more drama thrown at him' made me so furious. It was so insensitive! The fact that he suffers in silence and alone in his room not to bother other people doesn't mean he doesn't suffer enough and needs some more! The fact that he didn't jump on the table or say he feels like dying doesn't make his experience any less traumatic than Wille's. What he needs is to process his trauma rather than brushing it aside, not to get some more.

Once again thank you, you put it all beautifully.

Yes 😭 this is a very common hope for Simon to get pushed to the point of a breakdown but it’s like .. at what cost?😩 He has been thru enough trauma for a lifetime and a half. And the thing is, most people cannot actually stop and process the trauma if they are constantly being hit with more. I think we are more likely to get simon opening up if he is able to find safety which he did not really have. he is expected to be the strong one by everyone in his life. His friends try their best but still, telling him to rebound is the same message him mother gives him of “you are strong”. Bc they dont want him to sit with his feelings and cry (it’s uncomfortable and not the norm for them), they want him to forget about the Prince and move on. Up until s3 he has not had someone to cry to- thats why he writes his songs and holds wille’s sweater. Even when he is talking to Rosh and Ayub in the kitchen if he was actually crying to them i feel they would show it- it appears he probably cried on the way home before they came (this is my hc if yall think he cried to them u can believe that if u want)

i think Simon’s character is very accurate to what a lot of men, people socialized as men, and also people of color experience and how we deal with our emotions. I get that for a lot of people it is cathartic to sob but for many of us, crying like that especially in front of someone else is terrifying. we are conditioned that letting other people see u in that vulnerable state is a weakness (puts you in danger or will be used against you & that anger is safer). I know some men who have not cried since they were children and told me they dont even remember what it feels like to cry or how to actually let the tears fall from their eyes. It is messed up. Is that fair? No. Is it true that it is a weakness? No. But not everyone learns that. The patriarchy sucks and harms us all lol i wish people would understand that and have empathy for the deep sadness that simon is carrying and hiding whether he lets it out or not.

Not to mention everyone deals with their trauma differently and i think it is cool that the show is realistic and shows people dealing with things in different ways. Simons character is relatable bc of this and instead of people saying “it’s not fair that Wille gets to express himself in this way and Simon doesn’t” i want people to think about WHY Simon is not be able to. I know wanting simon to cry comes from a good place but it does upset me a little bit bc even if he doesnt have a breakdown s3, that doesnt mean that the writers hate him and arent doing his story justice which is what people say abt s2. At the same time, if he does have a break down, that would be totally warranted. i'm just saying that if it doesn't happen that's valid too.

THAT BEING SAID. I think s3 is a great opportunity for Simon to hear from Wille that he doesnt always have to be strong and that Wille can be a reliable safe space. I think Wille’s tenderness is something that Simon sees and now that they are on good terms and Wille has worked to rebuild the trust, I hope Simon will turn to Wille for emotional support however that looks.

Ermmmn I’m very sorry that this turned into a dump but i had to get it off my chest.(made a few edits for clarity and spelling mistakes bc i posted this in the middle of the night)

[loveemii]

PLEASE..

can you do an inosuke x reader where the reader is similar to him???!???

for ex:

she grew up in the mountains

she attracts animals/has exotic animals

dresses a little.. 😧

u get the point 😭😭

love u and ur work 💕

hey anon! i LOVE this request i can definitely see this lmao 😂 (p.s. you are so sweet and i love u too also thank you it means a lot to me💕) - enjoy :)

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y/n and inosuke are completely alike they both grew up in the mountains and have inhuman like behavior, while inosuke grew up with boars y/n grew up with many other animals. she lived in the rain forest most of her life so she was very exotic and definitely WILD.

when they first met inosuke obviously wanted to fight y/n and took her animal instincts into charge and agreed, while they fought inosuke used mostly low attacks since he was raised by boars and on the plus side for y/n she ended up winning since she had experienced life with other animals and not just one kind.

“H-how the hell did you win?!”

“Because I’m Y/n L/n Goddess of the Rainforest! And don’t you forget it!”

y/n had a similar laugh to inosuke except it was a little more high pitch later throughout inosuke grew a certain type of fond over her, and his second nature kicked in when he caught y/n changing into her night clothes while they stayed at the butterfly mansion.

when i say night clothes i mean a black lingerie dress, ever since he had been trying to catch that moment again and not in a crappy way although it did seem like it was since he was inosuke and didn’t really know abt that stuff.

in the morning when you woke up he was just looking at you but he was quiet, you got annoyed easily and got mad that he was being annoying but just looking at you.

“What the hell are you looking at? You obsessed with me or something?”

y/n spoke in annoyance, inosuke got pissed and he began to shout things that y/n wasn’t even listening to at this point.

“What the hell did you say?! I am not obsessed with you! YOU JUST LOOK SEXY! AND I DONT KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!”

after he said that sexy part about y/n she ended up grabbing her pillow and throwing it really hard against inosuke’s face she then jumped on him and pushed the pillow down on his face after a while they stopped fighting.

one day as they walked through the woods for their next mission y/n sensed a Toucan and began to swing up into the trees looking for it, she made these Toucan noises and it gave her something she went back to inosuke who had this sour look on his face

“What the hell did you just do?”

“Got directions bastard.”

“From that thing? And who the hell are you calling bastard?!”

“You little-..!”

y/n punched inosuke’s ribs and they both heard some break inosuke then went on his arms and arched his back forwards facing y/n and kicked her head down to the ground.

they began to fight, once again..sigh

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hey! i really hope this is what your looking for anon (ToT) - please excuse any grammar or spelling mistakes thank you :)

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-if ur another fictive theyd like to say hi but dont be weird and understand they might see you differently then how you remember them

-if you say "Can *** stop fronting/can you switch with ***" I will throw rocks at you and you will get blocked

-^ if u wanna talk to someone or have a message for someone we are happy to tell them

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DNI*****

-basic dni(homo+transphobe, racists)

-"radqueers" and "transids"

-Proshippers and zoophiles(YALL R FUCKING NASTY GO AWAY)

-"radfems" and "terfs" (fuck you go away)

-Pro Israel mfs

-Endos/Tulpas/Willows/Mixed Origin, we will not participate in any syscourse but yall make me uncomfy

-^supporters of those

-"*** personality disorders are absuive" go away die go shoo get OUT(ily people with personality disorders)

-people who are against others with "scary" disorders fuck off you aren't helpful

-pro ed/"thinspo" mfs... wth are yall doing

-NSFW ONLY blogs (nothing against yall but im a minor)

-people who are shitty towards therians, otherkins, xenogenders, etc

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FANDOMS + FAVORITE CHARACTERS*****

Bungo Stray Dogs(Dazai, Verlaine, Fyodor and Lucy) is my main fandom and hyperfixation BUT here are some other fandoms of mine I still like

☆ = I still actively look at/take part in

♡ = not as active but I will scream abt if given the opportunity

♤ = I like it but I'm not updated with the fandom

favorite characters r not in order

-Jujusitu Kaisen(Gojo , Megumi , Itadori and Sukuna)☆

-Deadplate(Vincent) ♡

-Genshin Impact(Baizhu, Xiao, Diluc, Childe and Dottore) ☆♡

-Honkai: StarRail(Boothill, Sunday, Clara, Sparkle, Natasha and Aventurine) ☆

-Hollow Knight(Grimm and Quirrel) ♡

-Pokemon(EMMET AND INGO💥💥💥)(Also Galvantula, Reshiram, Gallipede and Eternatus) ♡

-Madness Combat(Deimos and 2BDAMNED) ♤

-Guilty Gear(Robo-Ky, Zato, Chipp, Ky and Happy Chaos) ♤

-Wuthering Waves(Scar and Lingyang) ♤

-Cookie Run(Espresso Cookie, Red Velvet Cookie and Rougefort Cookie) ♡

-RWBY(Qrow, Phyrra, Blake and Emmerald) ♡

-Project Sekai(Rui and Shizuku)♤

-Castle Crashers(Blacksmith)♤

-No Straight Roads(Neon J)♤

-The Property of Hate(RGB)♡♤

-Stardew Valley(Sebastian, Sam and Hailey)♤

-Omori(Captain Space Boyfriend, Hero and Kel)♡♤

-Howl's Moving Castle(Howl, Calcifer and Markl)♡

-Ponyo(Fujimoto)♡♤

-Punishment Gray Raven(Wanshi)♤

-Danganrompa(Kokichi , Keebo , Gonta , Nagito , Miu and Celestia)♤

theres others but those r irrelevant we dont talk abt the dark ages

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[icosahedronsgalore]

haii >_<

my name is cyrus >< i downloaded tumblr because of my super cool friend @octahedral-chaos who i may or may not be shamelessly referencing with this introduction post

im from trinidad :33 im liek 17 so imm a minor and im indo-caribbean and im also gender fluid and im afab with a very wonderful awesome girlriend so im VETY MUCH NOT STRAIGHT and im a system im like collecting ebery label under the sun wow so if you have a problem with amy of that BLOCK ME !!!!

im the host of a system called the Flora Collective and we have a BUNCH of twisted wonderland fictives wow its avtually insane its either we're a twst fictive or a brainmade theres no in between

DISCLAIMER I have no idea how to do even the most basic things in tumblr so ermm im very veery slow to reply.... or i might not reply in general 😭😭😭😭😭😭

ABOUT ME 🔥🔥🔥🔥

i dont know ANYTHING about worldless because my ass is too lazy to watvh a playthrouggh BUT i am very interested in the story and i think the gamrplay anf graphics and stuff sre really cool and octa really likes it so i like it too 🙏🙏

other than that i LOVE twisted wonderland like i really love twisted wonderland i live and breathe twisted wonderlsnd

i like OCTAHEDRON (especially icosa) and genshin and uhhhh wuthering waves and ermm IKEMEN VAMPIREEUEHE anf demon slahyer and jjk nd other animes n allat and im interested in all kinda stuff liek history and uhh literatur and vlassical music anf the paranormal and stuff idk i basically have dabbled into ebetything in my youth and i still like ythem 🤓👆

i speaj english and spanish but spanish is kinda iffy so forgibe me + im stufying spanish literature anf environmental science in scjool 👅👅👅 i eanna go into law aftetward n make thay bank

i DRAW sometimes but i mOSTLY JUST use tumblr to read fanfiction icl i love fanfiction especially x readers 😭😭😭 shameless plug i make my own twisted wonderland x fem reader fanfictoon its called give me a break on quoteb HUEHEUWHW its my biggest passion project and its also the source of many of our alters

did i mention i like twisted wonferlanf

BEFORE YOU INTERACT

on a more serious note, i make a lot of spelling errors when im talking casually or when im joking around. its practically a second language, and its kind of my signature of typing compared to the rest of the system (can u tell the system is a big part of who i am 😭🤓👆)

other alters are different and all have our own interests, but my interests are kind of collective amongst us all so 👍👍👍 theyre all cool IG.

also, i don't use tone tags that often on my own, so if we're in conversation please don't hesitate to request that i use them with you i'll totally understand and i'll do it!!

ON A SUPER GENUINELY SERIOUS note, i am a minor but i am interested in and write dark/triggering things. it is purely a coping mechanism, and i really dont bring it up unless the topic comes up in conversation, but if you simply arent comfortable with talking to someone who willingly engages with that stuff, especially since im a minor i will completely understand and you are free to block me or not interact!! no hard feelings ><,, your comfort comes first !!!

DNI BRO 😭😭😭

BASIC DNI CRITERIA !!! THERES AN ENTIRE CARRD FOR IT

COMSHIPPERS. i may write about disgusting topics, but ONLY when it is an x reader, therefore only when the victim in the situation is ME. it is sickening to see other innocent characters in those kinds situations. do not ever mistake my dark fiction writing for comshipping. i do not support proshipping in any form, either.

PEOPLE WHO romanticise dark fiction. genuinely, you disgust me. i WRITE it, so i very well understand the appeal in reading it, but if you genuinely SUPPORT and DESIRE these things, do not talk to me, and do not assume i will entertain you. we need to acknowledge that fiction DOES affect reality, and we need to be responsible with the media that we consume and spread around. thanks!! >_<

hueheuwhe wowee thanks 4 reading my intro guys :3333c my discord is cyrxslol BTW

[justalia]

I hate manifesting my physical appearance, and then looking at myself in the mirror, and seeing all my flaws, like seeing my acne scars , or my body shape that I dislike. I perfectly know that it’s all about changing self and changing who you are and imagination I just find it so hard, especially with my physical appearance. It’s just at some point I’m done, yesterday I was trying to do meditation because I was so anxious for this and couldn’t do it for this fear that I ALWAYS overthink when I’m fulfilled and then an anxiety feeling comes up if I’ll be fulfilled if certain thing happens. this a bad habit that I have is that I still think they have a change the outside whenever important event comes up I try to rush myself into feeling and not actually experiencing things it’s just so annoying , it’s seems like a cycle. Idk who else to reach but is impossible for me, I need to stop and I know everything but at the same nothing. It’s impossible to me to feel full filled, for while I’m cleaning my mirror, I try to not look at myself and then when I look at myself is so disappointing.

I dont like feeling fulfilled and then something happening and then feeling stuck, then taking a break and the being fulfilled again. I don’t even know if that’s the right way.

What would u advice me @aliamanifests ? :~|

And sorry if I made any spelling mistakes, I’m new in tumblr.

manifestation is not supposed to feel like this nor it’s supposed to be a task.

you’re too focused on changing your appearance rather than accepting you have it in imagination and being content with that.

you’re not your human body to begin with so if you’re just consciousness and thats the only reality you don’t even need the outer world to prove it to you bc YOU KNOW that’s who YOU ARE.

you’ll never get anywhere if you keep doing things and meditations to try and get something or to feel something you’re “supposed” to feel.

ask yourself what do i truly want to feel rn?

and feel it.

allow yourself to feel that you have that body right now. give yourself permission to feel it completely and dwell in that for a moment.

the 3D is just a mere side effect of imagination so who cares what it is showing rn.

persist bc you WANT TO. not bc you should or it won’t manifest.

[lorianbladeoflothric]

CIRCE!!!!!! Idk your OCs very well sadly so instead I'm going to ask you about your interp of Millie's sisters! (apologies for the size of this ask I just really love ur fic about them! Please leave any blank if you dont wanna!!!)

Mary-

alone: How does your OC deal with loneliness? Have they ever been completely alone before? How do they act when there's no one around to see them?

hate: What does your OC hate? Why? How do they act towards the object of their hatred?

Maureen-

hide: What does your OC hide? Why do they hide it?

wound: How does your OC handle being wounded? Are their wounds mostly physical? Mental? Emotional? What's the worst wound your OC has ever experienced?

Pollyanna-

secret: What's one secret your OC never wants anyone to know about them?

midnight: What keeps your OC up at night? Do they have nightmares? Fears? Anxieties? What do they do in the small hours of the morning when they should be sleeping?

Amy-

mistake: What's the worst mistake your OC ever made? What led to them making it? Have they been able to fix it? How have they moved on?

fear: What is your OC's greatest fear? What do they do when confronted with it? Are they open with their fear, or do they hide it away?

They count as ocs to me lol, i haven’t written anything with the others (maybe later this year I will >u> ) Ty! This was fun and it helped me expand their characters a bit more since I didn't have an answer for some of these yet.

Mary

Alone: Mary is rarely completely alone. The cottage they live in is small and she shares a bedroom with her sisters. She spends her days among the kindred and servants of rot, praying with them and tending to the young or dying, or training against the cleanrot knights in the swamp.

When she does find herself alone, she tends to dwell on things she knows she shouldn’t. Like her and her sisters’ inevitable painful death, the idea that it’s too late and there’s nothing she can do to win her mother’s favor, the urges she sometimes gets to attack her sisters and what that could mean for her mind. Sometimes she prays in earnest, which is a desperate plea for her mother the Goddess to just acknowledge her.

Hate: this one is complicated. I could say she hates Millicent, but she doesn’t. She loves Millicent, and because she loves her she wants what she thinks is best for her and gets angry when she argues. I could say she hates her whole situation (what with the dying slowly thing), but she revels in her connection to the Goddess and adores Gowry and his cult. The truth is, the two things she hates the most are herself and Malenia.

Rather, her idea of Malenia. She hates that she would leave 4 of her daughters to die and only favor one. She hates that Malenia won’t answer not only her, but all of her children (including the kindred.) she feels abandoned, and because she feels this way— in addition to not being good enough for The Goddess in the first place— she hates herself.

Maureen

Hide: Maybe at one point she tried to hide how scarlet rot was affecting her mind, but once it got to a certain point that became impossible. Mostly, she hides her emotions. To her, everyone already has enough to deal with, so she downplays her fear and sadness or deflects with a joke/rude comment.

Wound: Like above, when she gets wounded, she tries not to let on how much it hurts. She's also pretty bad at taking care of her own injuries because she'll just forget they exist until they start hurting again (ex. Not changing a bandage on a cut until its already infected). The worst wound she's ever experience (outside of the brain-eating fungus) is when she was only five years old and they were fleeing Sellia, a sorcerer got her eye with a Night Comet spell, permanently scarring her and rendering her blind in that eye.

Pollyanna

Secret: So it's not something that nobody knows about, but it's something she hasn't told anyone but Mary and that was years ago. Polly can see Grace, and she was born with the ability to channel runes into strength, like a finger maiden. When she told Mary about the strange light she saw, Mary thought she was hallucinating and so she pretended that it just went away over time. Still, she feels drawn to it, she secretly hopes to one day be allowed to follow the guidance of Grace (even if she doesn't know what that is yet)

Midnight: All of the girls get nightmares thanks to the rot god trying to influence them. Pollyanna's also play on her insecurities when it comes to her sisters, specifically she often feels ignored or like she doesn't belong. Sometimes in her dreams they'll all have bloomed, leaving Caelid-- and her-- behind. Sometimes they'll all have died, and she's truly alone. A lot of the time, it's just bugs and rot and violence. They don't really phase her anymore, but she doesn't like to go back to sleep after having a nightmare, so she'll sneak out of the bedroom and practice her swordsmanship until everyone else starts to wake up.

Amy

Mistake: It was Amy's fault that they got run out of Sellia. She was very young, literally only three, so to say it's her fault is kinda extreme, but she feels like it is. She had trouble controlling the rot within her and was easily overwhelmed. She got lost one day and, in her panic, trailed spores through the town. It wasn't a huge event, but finding a lost child in a place that was suddenly growing scarlet rot and having that child be totally fine was cause enough for people to become suspicious. Within a week, Gowry and the other cultists had been found out and they had to flee into the tunnels. At this point, Amy is the only one who still blames her for this (well, Maureen does when she feels like being mean, but she doesn't mean it.)

Fear: Amy is afraid of losing herself. Her body is decaying faster than the others, but her mind has yet to be affected. She's scared that when it does, she'll just completely waste away and become a hollow shell of herself, like the cleanrots and the servants. She's often confronted with this fear, either through the people I just mentioned, or through Maureen's bouts of memory loss and brain fog, and she just tries to ignore it. To her, it's inevitable, and she'd rather live without the slow creeping dread of it looming over her.

[plantpersonig]

Tips for Beginner Witches

Here’s a lil guide for the baby witches that don’t know where to start :)

1. Start a book of shadows to have a place for all of your information. Take notes on these topics:

- energy, auras, vibrations: here’s a good reference photo below

- herbs and their medicinal and metaphysical properties

- beginner crystals

- closed practices and cultural appropriation: THIS IS SO IMPORTANT!

- protection and casting/closing a circle

- the elements (air, fire, water, earth)

- directions (North, East, South, West)

- astrology (just cover the basics, i don’t rly use astrology in my practice but u can if u want!)

- types of witches

2. Get a book for your research, preferably a basic beginner’s book. I recommend “Spells For Change” by Frankie Castanea. link here

3. This is kinda optional, but get some supplies! I recommend:

- oracle card deck (easier to learn than tarot cards)

- candles: white is the best for beginners as it can represent any meaning!

- incense sticks like frankincense, patchouli, sandalwood

- crystals: i recommend clear quartz since it can be programmed to any need!

4. Your first spell should be a protection spell! remember to cast a circle before you start. i recommend a spell jar to start since they’re rly easy to make. see photo below for one I made :) (but DONT USE WHITE SAGE UNLESS UR INDIGENOUS PLZ, i used garden sage)

5. Take your time. Lots of baby witches make the mistake of jumping right into spirit work and deity work, but plz don’t do that! Def wait at least a few months of lots of practice and research to stay safe :) once you’re better experienced, try to work with your spirit guides. they are very supportive and help me so much with my daily life.

6. Get excited! Witchcraft is very healing for me and also rly fun!

Tysm for reading, good luck! i believe in u!