#im gonna destroy this show with my mind

[kaiperbelt]

for all mankind is not a good TV show. the scene where they say they have to put guns on the fucking moon is so funny.

[stormyoceans]

waiting for last twilight is like. not a single spoiler escapes containment. they release the most generic stills that are basically a crash course in 'how to look at your co-star with a love so all consuming and full of yearning it drives people to the brink of suicide' by jimmy jitaraphol. they film in an airport which sends you into a downward spiral where you imagine all the worst possible scenarios. the next day they share bts pictures of the characters wearing formal clothes at the aforementioned airport. you have no idea what the hell is gonna happen in this show. you're typing from the psych ward

[tpwk-formula1]

Kimi Antonelli. I would like to have my pizza with coliflower crust(grumpy reader) with Alfredo sauce. Now for the toppings, maybe with basil, broccoli and Gouda cheese. And for my drink sprite and truly. Maybe mt dew (sub reader) and yes aftercare. THANK U MY LOVE❤️❤️❤️

Lee-Lee's Pizzeria Menu

cauliflower crust sunshine x grumpy Alfredo sweet sex basil "I love to watch my cum leak from your pretty pussy" broccoli "Made just for me huh?" gouda “Slow down? You just told me to speed up, make up your mind silly girl” sprite size kink truly belly bulge mt dew dom/sub dessert yes served by Kimi Antonelli

Kimi x Grumpy! reader

TW - riding cock, belly bulge, size kink, missionary, unprotected sex, creampie

WC 1400+

Y/N POV

"Why are you so moody today," Kimi whispered into my ear while pinching my thigh is a "behave yourself" manner.

"I'm not," I snapped whispering back getting more annoyed with my boyfriend. He just rolls his eyes at me before turning his attention back to the rest of the table and joining in on their conversation leaving me to wallow in my own annoyance at my boyfriend.

"Are you good?" Ollie asks keeping his volume down so only I can hear him.

"I'm fine, why does everyone think I'm not," I whisper back at him letting him be on the receiving end of a verbal lashing. I cringe slightly when I realize Kimi had heard me snap at Ollie making him pinch my thigh a little harder.

"I mean you're normally pretty "grumpy" but today you have this look in your eye like you wanna destroy the world," Ollie whispers softly. I just shrug and we leave the conversation there.

He was right though, Kimi had always been the golden retriever boyfriend and I was the typical "black cat" girlfriend, which wasn't necessarily false but Kimi knew the truth. It was just a way to protect myself not wanting too many people getting too close to me, but Kimi spent years working on breaking my walls down, and here we are years later still going as strong as ever. As for the modd I'm in today, it's everyone else's comments on Kimi's F1 announcement that has me wanting to "destroy the world" or whatever Ollie said.

When the dinner wrapped up Kimi and I go back to his hotel room where he finally gets the answers he was looking for.

"It's just unfair Kimi! I mean they barely even watch you in Formula 2 and then the one time they watch you, you crash and while that is embarrassing I'm gonna be real with you BUT that doesn't mean you need to wait," I continue ranting laying in bed with Kimi making him smile but start kissing at my jaw and neck during my rant starting to distract me.

"Watching you get so mad on my behalf, it fucking hot," Kimi mumbles into my neck rutting his hips into my side letting me feel his hard cock through his briefs. I just roll my eyes and laugh.

"I can't believe my very serious rant about hating the fans of Formula 1 has you so horny you're grinding into me," I joke before turning onto my side so I'm facing him and pulling him in for a quick kiss.

Kimi refused to pull away so what was supposed to be a quick peck turned into us fighting for dominance with our tongues. Finally Kimi is pushing me on my back before climbing on top of me pinning my hands above my head all the while keeping his mouth on top of mine.

"Kimi, I need you," I whine against his mouth making him let out a breathy laugh making my pussy throb just at the noise.

"Hm. I wanna watch you bounce on my cock," Kimi said with a smirk before letting me use my strength to turn us over so I was the one on top now.

I start grinding my hips into Kimi's large cock making both of us whimper at the stimulation. I pull my sleep shirt off my body leaivng me in the lacey black panties I was going to sleep in before Im shuffling my body down slightly before pulling Kimi's briefs off letting his hard cock rest against his torso showing just how large he truly is. The tip is barely touching the bottom of his bellybutton.

I instantly start jerking his cock off dwarfing the size of my hand.

"Miracle I can walk in the mornings," I mumble softly making Kimi laugh at my little comment. Losing my virginity to Kimi was terrible and he refused to touch me for weeks after but as time went on we learned how to pleasure each other taking everything slow before I finally got my redo which was amazing.

"I can make it to where you can't walk tomorrow," Kimi said with a smirk written all over his face making my cheek heat at the suggestion. I just shook my head no, knowing tomorrow wasn't a good day for that.

I release Kimi's cock and make quick work of pulling my panties down before I'm climbing back into Kimi's lap. When I grip Kimi's cock I softly tease my clit making me whimper due to how sentive I was, but I needed to collect as much moisture on his cock as possible which wasn't very difficult.

Once Kimi's cock is drenched in my essence I slowly start sinking down making both of us gasp. Once I'm fully seated on Kimi's cock I give myself a few seconds to adjust before I start rocking my hips making both Kimi and I groan at the pleasure.

I start bouncing on Kimi's cock making both of us gasp and moan at the intense pleasure.

"Fuck, so fucking tight," Kimi groans making me speed up my actions slightly but still not going fast enough to bring either of us to an orgasm.

Kimi finally takes over and flips up back so he's on top and he slowly starts pounding into me making me gasp and moan feeling Kimi all over.

"Made just for me huh?" Kimi says with a smirk making me look at him noticing that he was staring at my tummy making me look down to notice the bulge from Kimi's cock.

I moan at the sight of Kimi's cock going in and out of my body slightly stunned at how noticeable it is.

"Fuck, faster please," I whimper while pulling Kimi's neck down to me so I can kiss him while he speeds up his actions making me whimper at the intensity.

Kimi pulls back slightly and starts fucking into me faster than he was previously making me gasp and feel my orgasm start to approach. Kimi knowing my body so well picked up on this and started pushing down on the bulge in my stomach making me feel Kimi so much more than before, it was starting to get almost too intense.

"Too much, slower," I moan and gasp out through a stuttered breath.

“Slow down? You just told me to speed up, make up your mind silly girl” Kimi says with a smirk all over his face. While he kept up the pace he let up just slightly on my stomach.

"I can tell you wanna cum," Kimi says before moving his hand from my stomach to my clit and rubbing it in soft circles bringing me over the edge.

"Fuck," I whimper while arching my back and cumming all over Kimi's cock sending him over the edge with one final thrust before unloading a massive load of his cum deep into my pussy making sure to fill me before slowly slipping his cock out not wanting to hurt my overstimulated pussy.

When Kimi slipped out of my pussy he just sits back on his knees and watches as some of his cum starts leaking out of my pussy.

"I love to watch my cum leak from your pretty pussy" Kimi mumbles softly leaning down to kiss my lips making me blush at the dirty praise.

"Do you feel better?" Kimi jokes with a smirk all over his face making me roll my eyes and nod softly making Kimi laugh.

"You take me so well," Kimi says while getting out of bed and pulling me into his arms where he carries me into the bathroom where he puts me on the toilet to do my business while he turns his back and turns the shower on.

After Kimi and I shower together he helps me get dressed into a new shirt to sleep in before helping me step into my panties before laying us both of us on the bed for a cuddle.

"Did I really look like I wanted to destroy the world?" I question feeling back for snapping at everyone today. Kimi just nodded his head softly making me groan while he laughed at me slightly.

"I yelled at Ollie," I state softly making Kimi pull me into his side and place a soft kiss on my cheek.

"I know, I heard. But, if you feel that bad you can apologize tomorrow on the flight back," Kimi tells me softly knowing I won't feel better until I do apologize to Ollie. I just nod my head softly before melting into Kimi's embrace and falling asleep in his arms.

[sunny-knight]

Please Reset Your Save File :)

idk what came over me but here take this forgettable au wingdings undertale ARG ass image

speaking of being a mystery image with secrets to be unlocked, i’m gonna refrain from yapping. do the sleuthing yourself I believe in you

ok…. fine….I cant resist…. BUT DO THE TRANSLATING YOURSELF IM NOT DOING EVERYTHING FOR YOU

Ill start by explaining my proccess cause it was quite eventful!

The jumping off a cliff towards something was inspired off of this tiktok :D

Thought it worked GREAT for a character who was so dead-set on his goal he destroyed himself in the process of achieving it… And thats all I had in mind, Wingdings reaching twords his goal (a star/the player) and the rest I just went along with as I drew

I didn’t intend on the background being black, was just a placeholder, so once I finished the line art I fiddled with the color. thought some sort of “blue screen of death” would go well with the themes of what happens to him since he is IN a game. so the universe literally restarts (resets :3) itself to get rid of a glitch (him)

My theory currently is that his goal was to become some sort of player/gain the ability to reset, and once he did that, the game saw him as an error/glitch, so got rid of that- bro IS Turbo from wreck it ralph

After that whole idea- I was looking at some references to replicate the text and it made me go “OOOHOOO” when I saw the QR code like “oooo I could make my own and have some fun with that…” and so I did- and decided to link my original idea for that!

Reference:

I had fun making some differences in the wording to fit the situation

In the end, 2 silly illustrations that are fun to flicker between!

talking about the actual drawing though:

The cliff Dings is running off of has echo flowers because I SWEAR those are important. trust.

Him not wearing gloves is meant to depict how little he cares for his own safety in his last days. I did the same thing in my IM SANE amv!

The “star” having an eye is meant to show how its both the player, and seeing the stars/surface that Wingdings is reaching for.

The wingdings font covering Dings’ face/eye socket is meant to symbolize that perhaps he feels defined by his inability to communicate like other people naturally can.

“Ths Stars, They Cry Out Your Name” is my favorite thing in this… from Wingdings’ perspective, the only thing that matters, that understands him, that TRULY values him…is THE STARS. its like this goal that he has that will make him feel valued. Getting to the surface = being “worth it” But truly, the stars are the PEOPLE that care about him. Asgore, Alphys, Sans, people that are genuinely concerned over his obviously deteriorating mental health- they CRY out his name, not “call” like I had originally planned.

“66%” hehehehhe funy gaster numbr

ok and last thing- Im gonna cry remembering this dialogue from the official Clock App

its so important for this AU, PLEASE

[killakalx]

killa ur one of my absolute fav jason writers so i felt the urge to share w u what has been rotting my brain recently. all i can think abt is ak/rh!jason meeting robin!reader for the first time. at first he’s angry, enraged, really, seeing flashes of red and green prancing across rooftops like you don’t have a care in the world. he has half a mind to beat some sense into you, knock that ‘i’m invincible in this suit’ mentality right out of your pretty little head. until he sees you up close, because that kevlar vest can’t hide the swell of your chest, and of course he notices the way your cape flares out to accommodate for the curve of your ass. just imagining the way he’d get obsessed, always cornering you in dark alleys just to rile you up and make you feel guilty that somebody like him has your panties all sticky and your thighs clenching, only to leave you high and dry ‘til the next time he ‘coincidentally’ runs into you during your solo patrols. kicking my feet js putting this into words he’s actually taken over all my thoughts i can’t function 😵‍💫

omg wait ilysm nonnie ☹️❤️ im glad my writing for jason is what you like!!!

ok i’m gonna edit ur take just a lil bit bc if you want me to be so honest rn, the idea of reader as a robin implies to me that reader’s still kinda young. ik that isn’t the fact but i just associate robin with being tiny and thrilled to get your life destroyed by an old man in a bat costume. now if we go about it like reader’s being mentored by b-man and has been for a long time, so it’s obvious to jason that she’s got that lil invincible flair? i’m all for it. cuz i feel like jason has beef with anyone who subjects themself to the same things he did when he was under batman’s wing.

now i’m not gonna say jason’s a stalker but yk. he’s definitely keeping track of you. judging your every move and making sure to be as hypercritical as possible, just to distract him from how badly he wants to ruin you himself. two things immediately came to my mind when i read this and it was brat taming and corruption, but jason as a brat tamer is always in the back of my mind somewhere 🫣 he’s almost looking forward to the moment he gets you to pounce on him with some sneaky shit, waiting for you to pull something just so he can show you how easily he’ll have you right under his thumb. and every time he corners you it’s a little game- he’s wondering if you’re feeling feisty and wanting to give him a hard time or if you’re gonna be all calm and collected and try to outsmart him. he almost finds it pitiful, really, if not entertaining.

then suddenly you’re looking forward to the moment he’s got you really cornered, head to head with him and he’s giving you that death stare even from under the blank helmet. “i know you like this stupid little game,” he’d taunt after getting you in a chokehold all the way up against his chest and pelvis. “aww, he didn’t teach you how to get outta this one yet?” when he definitely has, and you can’t quite figure out what exactly you’re supposed to do when you’re caught off guard by the little tingle between your legs. not to mention how the tight grip around your neck has you gasping… god you’re ashamed of yourself, and he can tell with the look of frustration under that cute cowl. you can’t tell that he’s enjoying this too, and he makes sure of that. just know that he’s eager to hear your half-assed protests and how you “shouldn’t be doing this with him” while he’s… 🤭 mmmm ak!jason todd w a corruption kink save me pls

[mandowifey]

What kind of father figure behaviours would Miguel have?? I’m thinking protective af

Oh boy oh boy oh boy BUCKLE UP.

Father!Miguel O'Hara Headcannons

Warnings: ANGST, SO MUCH ANGST, Mentions of child loss, death, violence, this is canon Miguel, reader can give birth but is not gendered. Mentions of trauma, depression, bad brain times. He's a broken man, yknow?

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First and foremost, Miguel is scared.

This is a man who had lost it all twice. He had watched his child die. He had lapsed so terribly into himself that he was able to rationalize stepping into another man's life and pretending to be him. He isn't right minded, he's broken and hurting.

All that self blame and doubt chokes him sometimes.

He hurts, constantly.

When you tell him you're pregnant, everything goes still. Fatherhood is something that had always been just outside of his grasp, and now it was here right in front of him. He doesn't fill with light, or smile and laugh, but he does look at you like he's seeing a ghost. There is fear in his eyes, not of you or the baby, but himself.

Because what if he fucks this up again?

Miguel can not stand the idea of opening himself to that pain. He already shoulders that guilt every day, rewatching videos of himself with his daughter. Can he even find room in his heart for another child? He almost feels like it is a betrayal, that he was never a good man to begin with if he were so willing to move on.

When your face drops and your eyes brim with tears, he pulls out of it.

One of Miguel's best abilities is being strong for others. He can be what you need right now, and he will.

Cue the absolute nightmare of expecting his child.

Aside from you being sick, Miguel worries, constantly.

The man can hardly focus on his work. He always asks one of the doctors to go check on you or have you in contact with him. Just because you're pregnant doesn't mean the multiverse loses its importance. But god is he distracted.

"Have you been eating enough?"

"Taking your vitamins?"

"How much water have you had?"

It'd be cute if you didn't know better.

You know how much he has lost and you know that he is petrified of losing you both too. Not to mention you are certain he feels undeserving of another chance, especially after destroying an innocent alternate universe.

The way he looks at you tells you everything; he thinks you are made of glass. Something fragile that could break any moment. While you try to assure him that isn't the case, he still worries.

Once you start showing, it's over.

He is constantly caressing your stomach, holding you close, breathing you in. He thinks you smell so good pregnant. Miguel loves to feel your belly, cooing to you about how good you look carrying his child. You don't doubt for a second he loves you.

Miguel is protective, most assuredly. When you want to go walking around the base or go grab snacks he is on you like a shadow. Always watching, always protecting. He makes sure the other spider folk don't bump you, and offers to carry you when you mention your feet swelling.

God, he'd love to feed you. Checking on you constantly if you're hungry, offering to run and grab any cravings you ask for.

When you get further along, he likes to talk to the baby. Speaking in Spanish occasionally but mostly asking if they are giving you trouble.

"They are gonna have my attitude, I know it."

Oh boy, when the baby comes?

Ohhhh boy.

First off it is a way bigger deal than it has to be.

That man would be in the middle of a job and get a ring on his watch.

"JESS, I GOTTA GO."

And she looks at him in time to watch him clawing back into a portal.

Him running full speed, throwing himself against walls and scratching down them to get to your room faster.

His mask withdrawing to show messy hair and wide brown eyes, coming to your side and taking your hand.

"I'm here, Im here." As he kisses into your damp hair.

You get to surprise him, twice.

He didn't know the sex, and didn't know you were having two.

When he see's his daughters for the first time, his eyes leak. The smile on his face stretches miles, his arms open as he cradles them into him. Oh he'd be melting.

You'd never seen him cry, but that day he does.

He's so proud of you, telling you how well you did and how much he loves you.

"Okay Miguel, gotta let me hold one." You laugh.

He's inseparable from you. Looking at those babies with such love and surprise, unable to believe that he was a father, again.

When you fall asleep with the girls tucked in your arms, he stays up and pets your hair.

And he promises himself that this time it will be different.

Your babies would be HELLA protected.

Good god, he is like a hawk with those girls.

Always watching, always making sure they were safe. He'd have eyes on them constantly.

Miguel is a good man at heart, and now he wants to make things right. He'd dedicate as much time to your family as possible, asking Jessica to stand in for him as often as possible (until she herself has her child).

He'd want to teach them to be like him. One of your daughters can stick to walls, and the other has tiny claws like he does. You enjoy lounging on the couch while he climbs the walls with the girls giggling after him.

Your family is beautiful, blissful. He protects all three of you.

And while sometimes you have to hold him at night and assure him that its okay to move on, he knows he's doing his best. He wraps you in his arms and looks at the baby monitor screen, watching the girls sleep. He begins to doze as you pet his hair, assuring him they were just fine.

Miguel would fall asleep against you, head tucked in your neck and strong arms locked around you.

And he would believe it was okay to forgive himself.

[psychosith]

Stars Around My Scars

luke skywalker x reader

summary: luke sees you shirtless for the first time since you escaped the empire

warnings: mentions of torture, injuries, nudity???

a/n: guess who’s back from their lengthy, unplanned hiatus? me! i’m back! enjoy this little ficlet while i decide what im gonna write next!

two long months you had been held in a star destroyer, subject to endless torture as the general grilled you on various rebellion happenings. it had destroyed you, body and mind. you thought you would die there, alone and bleeding in the cold cell, until you’d been saved by some rebels in stormtrooper getup. it was tricky, but you managed to make it back to the rebel base and reunite with your boyfriend, luke. he gave you space, let you heal from the traumatizing experience.

through your period of recovery, you continued to aid the resistance as best you could. you met with rebel leaders almost daily to plan attacks and missions, and it was after one such meeting that luke followed you back to your bunk.

flashbacks from your time in the empire’s clutches haunted you, and they were looming particularly large today. you were plagued by the memories, and you longed for the sort of comfort only luke could provide. so you asked him if he would stay in your room tonight to keep you company.

the door to your bunk whirred as it slid open and you walked straight to your closet. the dress shirt you had donned for the meeting was itchy and tight and you wanted to get it off. you grabbed a loose t-shirt and headed to the bathroom to wash off while luke settled on your bed. you had been so comfortable with him before your capture that it felt weird to be showering without him, but you knew if he saw what they had done to you he would be too disgusted to stay with you.

so you would bathe separate from him. you didn’t bother locking the door behind you as you shucked your dress shirt off and made to turn on the shower. the warm water let off a gentle steam and fogged up the mirror. you stepped under the spray when the temperature was to your liking and sighed in relief. a warm shower was just the thing to help you relax. the water washed away all your thoughts and feelings and replaced them with a sense of calm.

you took your time in the shower and by the time you got out your fingers were pruned and wrinkly. you had your back to the door and you didn’t register it opening.

“babe…” your whole body tensed when you heard luke behind you. while you were naked. all your scars were on display.

you felt a calloused hand reach for your hip. “don’t touch me,” you bit out. you couldn’t stand to look back at him, the disgust you knew you would find in his face would break you. “it’s gross, i know. just let me put on my shirt.”

“is that what you think?” luke snatched your wrist before you could tug the shirt over your head. “you think that i find you too gross to look at? that i don’t want to see you naked because of these?”

he traced a scar with his fingertip. “yes,” you said, “i know that’s what you think. don’t tell me, please. i couldn’t bear it if you thought me to horrible to be with.”

“i don’t think that at all.” he took your chin in his hand, turning your head up so you were forced to look at him. “you’re so beautiful, don’t you see that? these scars don’t change that. they just show how strong you are, that you could overcome such a thing. don’t ever think they make you ugly. ever. you’re still the prettiest girl i’ve ever seen.”

against your will, you smiled softly. you didn’t even entertain the idea that he might be lying, for the intensity of his words was too strong to be a lie. he took the shirt from your hands and discarded it, leaving it abandoned on the tile floor.

luke led you back to the bed and laid you down, snuggling close beside you. he pressed featherlight kiss after featherlight kiss to your scars and traced them with the tips of his fingers all throughout the night. in that moment, you wondered why you ever thought he would think you less for the trauma you went through.

in that moment, you had never felt more loved

[luxthestrange]

TWST Incorrect quotes#350 Mensties~

After You and Yuuka finished for the day destroying the 1st years...Crewel told you both where second years are...and got Trein on board to pause his class-

Yuuka*Looking at the 2nd years with an innocent smile*Okay guys~Its time for my favorite time of this class...The Female anatomy~

Floyd*Giggling in his chair*Heheh~This is the best day of my life~

The rest of the second years along with Floyd and others gulp at their gutter like minds HOPE you two would say...till you open your mouth-

Yuu: We are gonna talk about menstruation~

2nd Years:...Huh-What?

Trein*Chuckles sitting next to crewel, In the corner of the class*

Crewel: Hahah...The look on their stupid faces~*Takes a sip of wine*

Yuu: Once a month an egg travels to the uterus, and if it's not fertalized~

Azul & Jamil:Oh sevens...

Yuu: The uterus will all shed its lining~and is expelled as a bloody discharge!~

2nd years*Screams in horror at the explanation as Yuuka shows the slides show with realistic pictures*AAAAAAAAAAH!?

Azul: OH MY SEVENS!?

Floyd: WHAT THE FUC-

Silv*Sees Jade fainted with a smile*...Jade fainted sir's*Looks at the teachers*

Trein: Leave them alone, these imbeciles have been thru worse*Waves him off*

Riddle: What is wrong with you all?*Confused and looks at the others*It's, not a big deal...Its biology

Yuuka:...Well he is an unlikely ally

Yuu: Now periods can be very painful, Sometimes as painful as a heart attack

Kalim*Gasps in horror*You serious!Oh, my sevens...Im so sorry you girls have to go thru that! IM GONNA BRING CHOCOLATE TO SCHOOL EVERY DAY! I heard it makes it better!

Jamil:...I will make the chocolate*Sighs knowingly, knowing his sister goes thru the same*

Yuu & Yuuka*Both are endeared by Kalim's support*Aww~thats so sweet...

Rugg*Poking Jade and other classmates who fainted*Uh...these guys are still out, should we call the nurse?

Trein and Crewel continue to cackle at the misfortune of the class

...Crewel and Trein having the TIME of their lives-Also...Kalim you sweetie pie!~

Part 2 of:

[karabell]

Crazy theory time!!

This is a couple of sorta out-there ideas that my mind has latched on to and i literally cannot stop thinking about, so I’m just gonna let it out here, and lmk if y’all think I’m crazy or not.

The books endings can be rewritten

So, in the toffee break arc, it’s shown at the end that it is possible to alter the story based off of how the people act, as said by Buddy Bro:

Why would this be possible? I mean, you’d assume that the story would want to be played out exactly as it was written, and if it strayed then there wouldn’t be a proper ending. But the book finds an ending anyway, correcting itself accordingly.

Chase also mentioned that they’d need to ask Silver about it, but it’s never shown. So I’m assuming it’s to imply that it’s true? I mean, if Punko wanted to show that it’s not true then she would have explained it right? Just as she did when regarding Buddy showing up in all the books.

Maybe there will be a time when they will be forced to rewrite an ending (like, perhaps needing to save a certain someone from in-book deaths 👀).

Buddy is plotting to destroy Ex Libris

Also what was up with the cryptic thing Buddy said at the end of the episode?

“He might be useful after all”

Maybe Buddy isn’t a part of Ex Libris willingly

Maybe he’s trapped there, or is unable to leave due to other circumstances, and he was the one to scatter the keys around, and he’s trying to gather up a group of people to take down Ex Libris?

Like Chase said in a later chapter:

My guess is that he’s stuck, and trying to employ help from other people, and Chase just kinda threw a wrench in things.

Buddy also seems to be aware of the torn out page in the book, so maybe he was the one who tore it out?

Ack, I’m not even sure if im making sense anymore. This was just me trying to string together all the little bits of lore that punko left for us. Happy theorizing!

[star-slinger]

MY FELLOW AMERICANS

(Im from the UK)

With the 2024 mootcord election, I believe you should all know some more about me and my character so you can do the right thing and vote for the stanicratic policies.

My name is Stanley Stan Staniel Stanathan Starslinger, a young man who believes in freedom… and power to the people and vampires…Vampires are really real you guys.

A long time ago, I became bloodbonded with a man… who just wanted to… ✨sparkle on, Brah✨

Now, as I am not american, I must take you to our slogan:

MAKE STAN AMERICAN AGAIN

Msaa is me showing that I respect and intend to implore the core american values… DESPITE being a bad toothed, tea drinking, crumpet enjoying britisian.

Now… the stanicrat policies:

NUMBER ONE. Be cutesy, Be mindful, Be demure.

To be cutesy is to be oneself, to be mindful is to respect those around you and to be demure… is to be free.

NUMBER TWO. Destroy the Leccy collage.

What the fuck even is the electoral collage? I genuinely do not understand, we gotta get rid of it, its turning the frickin’ frogs straight.

NUMBER THEEE. Yuri is to be made real.

This is basically gay rights.

NUMBER FOUR.people arent allowed to be poor now.

Basically, we’re gonna abolish the rich and take their money and then hand it out evenly to people. We’re taking the private jetts too, too much goin on over there.

NUMBER FIVE. Electricity and water are now free.

For one reason and one reason only, the gamers cannot be stinky.

NUMBER SIX. The national anthem is to be replaced.

Me and my team have discussed changes to the national anthem and have landed one either OPEN ARMS from the Epic saga (open arms in ode to the guns we all carry in this great country) or kian stones hit single Smoke with the devil.

NUMBER SEVEN. We’re gonna eat the guns.

So we’re gonna get the guns. Unlimeted guns. All the guns and melt them down into little snacks.

NUMBER EIGHT. Shitting your pants is cool

As of my election we have to make shitting your pants cool.

NUMBER NINE. Put blood in the bayou.

We gotta start putting the blood in the bayou guys, this country has been putting it off for too long.

NUMBER TEN. free phones and phone plans

Everyone gets a phone! For free! With unlimited calls and texts!

(As long as my face is on all of them)

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[sixsixtwenty]

hi, hi💜 i was wondering if i could request SCP-076-2 x reader fluff/smut mix? :3 might be 2 vague, but go wild!!

i am bordeline obsessed with that man. (1 of my multiple husbandos so sue me.)

so. BET BUSTER. srry if it's short and shitty I've been going through some shit.

scp 076-2 x Reader

(fluff + smut)

You and Able have been dating for a little while now, around 1-2 years so average relationship! it has been VERY hard for him for the concept of relationships. let alone love.

(c'mon he's like 10,000 years old or something. gove this man a break relationship standards keep changing like plz-)

at first when he even remotely caught feelings he's not even accepting it. not even acknowledge it. he's just "well ok. i hate that. I'm gonna kill people."

but it's been bugging him over and over with his feelings about you, he's doubting the feelings and just thinks it's just another form of hate.

but every fucking time you're around or even walk past him let alone be in his eye sight he's crumbling.

sometimes even some guards around him who even caught a glimpse of his face could've sworn his cheeks becoming a bit pink.

(not able giving them a death stare right after)

he just didn't know how to adress it or even adress it at all and just let it fix itself.

but then someday you came up to him and did the dumbest (or luckiest) move and told him those 3 magical words.

he was. baffled. quite baffled.

"I love you."

"what?.."

"i love you Able."

"..."

He was. staring. staring into your soul? no. he's trying to stare into your mind.

but when he just kept staring you suddenly kissed his cheek..you kissed his cheek?

oh shit his cheeks are red CODE RED-

and literally 1-2 years later he's Your Boyfriend.

it's very quick to him but yet he isn't complaining.

and the day you brought up that you just wanted to be fucked by him/fuck him. (YOU SINNER! SATAN! COME GET EM-)

he was thinking about it because if you remember. he isn't opposed to sex. but now that you're here.

he's considering it.

eventually he finds himself in your room (he destroyed all the cameras too <3)

while you are just undressing yourself. your chest fully exposed to him and your sex showing.

in all it's glory.

his eyes are wandering all over especially to your sex wich is kinda surprising! but he's super into it.

and when your eyes stravel over to his body. his very muscular olive skinned body. your eyes also travel to his sex. noticing that he's pretty damn hard.

and gah dayum is he hard. he looks almost 10inch big. and you're like "well i hope that fits".

you throw yourself onto him (with his consent ofc bc consent is VERY sexy)

(im sorry in very tired rn so- no horny rn)

you stick his cock all the way into your mouth trying to deepthroat him while he's a grunting mess. and by the time he cums your mouth is filled to the brim.

trying to swallow it all before he just pins you down on the bed and fucking you into the mattress. (have you seen this man bro?)

he's incredibly rough once he gets the hang trying to fill your ass with his liquids (cum.) while you're holding onto dear life.

"you're fucking up my insides!"

"im not killing you."

"FEELS LIKE IT....but it's hot."

after you two finish up and you being a complete pastry because of a certain someone.

you just cuddle up to him. pushing your face into his chest doing this wiggle motion as if you're comfy asf. (let's be honest. his chest id both soft n squishy+ hard af)

wrapping your limbs around him. and him doing the same to you, his long hair hanging down and tickling some of your skin

it was. a very nice scenario for you.

you wrap your blanket around you both not caring if any of the forbidden juices land on the blanket.

he could've sworn you purred.

Able just feels at peace. just knowing that you're there for him. that you won't leave him

you're the only one who truly let yourself near him and didn't scream for your life.

"you're the only one.."

[potchi-fics]

zaun (part three of attention)

i | ii | iii

      rays of sunshine creep through the tiny cracks of your blinds, waking you up from your deep slumber. the moment you open your eyes, you let out a groan of annoyance. what’s worse is it hurts when you swallow, you feel a slight throbbing in your head, and you feel sluggish. you think that you might be sick. just in time, your alarm clock screams. a slam of your hand shuts it up: shut up, im already up. you force yourself out of bed and opt for a quick shower– grabbing your towel and necessities, you walk to your bathroom. thanks to your shampoo and soap, you manage to smell like lavender and vanilla; a scent youve always adored.

stripping your clothes, you step under the showerhead and turn it on– letting the cold water hit your somehow hot body. im gonna run a fever, arent i. you grumble in irritation, but you focus on the water hitting you, pondering about your interaction with sevika. now that you think about it, its been a couple of days since her last visit. a single question runs into your mind: maybe i should go to zaun again, it is my day-off. 

youve made up your mind, you’ll explore the city. 

laying out clothes on your bed, picking your choice of outfit; black cargo pants paired with black shirt, layered with a coat, and black boots– cant forget your trusty dagger. you check your watch and you figure you’d be there in a couple of minutes. with one final look at yourself in the mirror, you head out.

the bustling city fills all your senses, i probably wont get used to this. this time, you fully take in zaun– kids playing on the streets, drunkards already drinking, elders talking to each other, everyone seems lively today you thought. putting your hands in your pockets, you turn into an alleyway. markus was right, curiosity will get you killed. while walking, you see a child crying in his grandmother's arms and of course, you being a nosy woman, listened to them.

“but grandma,” he wails out, “i really love that radio. why’d they have to destroy it?”

his grandma rubs his head comfortingly, “hush now, ill buy you a new one.”

      you know that look in her eyes, that guilt and regret swimming in her eyes: she wont be able to buy one. look, you werent always a piltie, but that story can be told another time. absentmindedly, your feet bring you to them. you were only snapped back to reality when you hear her ask.

“what do you want? we dont have anything anymore.” the elder hisses out.

you raise your arms, “im not here to take anything, im here to see if i can fix your radio.”

what?

“what?”

this is what i get for being nosy, “i know a few things about ‘em.”

      but the twinkle in the boy’s eyes, his sniffles quieting down, and hugging his grandma tighter? you had to do something. 

“r-really?” he’s a timid little kid.

you slowly kneel beside them, “yeah, kid. ill try to fix it, cant promise you though.”

      you take a look around their house– its small and messy, considering theyre living in an alley, you cant judge. tools that you can use are tucked away in a box in the corner, thinking theyre good enough. seeing that youre eyeing them, the kid hurriedly brings you the box. thanking him, you carefully grab the radio; its old, and run-down, but it works. using a flathead, you disassemble it.

“its not broken, luckily.” you take a glance at the two, “the screws are loose, so you just have to tighten them again.”

      you turn it on once you assemble it back to its original form, a small smile creeps into your face as you hear static before hearing voices.

the grandma brings out her waller, “how much do i need to pa–”

“dont mind,” you stand up to interrupt her, “its my day off.”

her face shows gratitude but her eyes show seriousness, “dont give kindness here easily, kid.”

      your eyebrows furrow, confused by her comment. you could only offer them a nod before making your way deeper into the alleyway, relieved you could fix the radio. before turning, you hear the kid yell a thank you which makes you chuckle. but your victory is cut short when you hear a fight going on. your instincts turning on, you put your back against the wall and take a peek behind it.

its sevika. and shes not looking good. her arm isnt working, she’s outnumbered: she looks like she’s about to pass out. debating whether you should help, you watch for a few seconds. one man was about to punch her but you quickly jumped in to block it. her eyes met yours almost immediately, however, you ignored her and put yourself between her and them.

“you shouldnt be here, pretty little thing.” the middle guy snarled. 

you only stare at them, “i really dont give a fuck. like, at all.”

      guess that pissed him off because he quickly charges at you but you trip him and stepped aside to give him to sevika, seeing the vulnerable man heading her way, she quickly uses her right hand to punch him in the face. on the other side, you were dealing with two guys. one rushes to throw a fist but you evade by ducking and giving the other man a punch in the liver: a body shot, he crumbles down to his knees– giving you the chance to deal with the other. 

“lousy,” you comment, jabbing him and hitting his nose, “weak, unfocused, poor execution.”

      with every insult, you land hit after hit. he bares his yellow teeth at you while holding his bloody nose and mouth. you feel arms around your torso– throwing your lower body in the air and forcibly throwing yourself down, you make the clingy man stumble forward– hitting his buddy. your gaze goes back to sevika and you see her getting pinned to the wall. quickly grabbing your dagger, you make your way to them and slash the back of his knees, making him let go of her. sevika pants but lands a hit to his jaw– knocking him out cold.

you turn to look at the other two, only to see their back turned against you, already running away. cowards. hearing her groans and labored breathing, you turn around and help her up– putting her arm around your shoulder and trying to support her weight.

“i didnt need your help,” sevika grunts out.

you sneer back, “sure, sure. you look like you were winning actually.”

      she tries to escape your hold but right now, you are much stronger than her. you scold her and force her to hold onto you. 

“dont play with me right now, sevika. my head is already hurting,” you warn her.

sevika huffs out, “just this once. i have a safe house somewhere around here, its not far.”

      scared that she was gonna bleed out, you briskly walk, but still gently handling her. after a few minutes, you reach an abandoned building. she leads this time. this place is a goddamn maze, the smell of wood and cigarette brings you back to reality, the door to her safe house opening. 

you take in the sight, you snort at the messy place. she limps to sit on her couch, letting you close and lock the door. you rush to her to assess her injuries: bruises, cuts, and a wound that would probably need stitches.

“you got a kit?” you ask but youre already rummaging through her things.

she snorts, “bathroom, lower cabinet.”

      making a beeline for it, you hurriedly walk to her bathroom. seeing the kit, you let out a breath of relief and grab yourself a few ointments and a wet cloth. you go back to her and she looks like she’s really about to pass out. your voice wakes her up, making her stare at you.

“this is gonna sting,” you prepare the stitch to start.

she dismisses your comment with a wave of her bloody hand, “this is nothing.”

      only breaths and occasional groans from her fill the quiet room, giving your entire focus to finishing her stitch. snipping the thread, you move on to clean her wounds with the wet cloth you grabbed earlier– dabbing and rubbing the blood away, sevika lets the calming action take over her. too tired and worn out to complain. roughly twenty minutes pass and you finally reach her face; taking a moment to stare at her, your eyes roam from her eyebrows, down to her nose, and travel down to stare at her lips. 

“you done starin’ at me?” though her eyes are still closed, you figure she mightve felt your gaze.

warm cloth meets her skin, “wasnt staring at you, i was starin’ at your wounds, asshat.”

      she suddenly grabs you by the waist to pull you to her, your hands landing on her chest to steady yourself. 

“what are you doing.” red paints your ears.

she chuckles lowly, a sound that makes you want to rub your thighs together, “im only making it easier for you.”

“actually, this is harder for me,” you manage to blur out, “stupid.”

      you attempt to pull away but her hold only tightens around you. sevika finally opens her eyes to look at you and you realize: blood loss. 

she looks intently at you, slowly leaning in and putting her nose into your throat– inhaling your scent. you flush at this, the redness covering your entire face now. sevika drags her nose up to the side of your neck, finding your pulse; youre scared she’s gonna feel how fast its pulsing. your hand grips her bicep, feeling the muscle and how solid her body is. your eyes shut as her nose travels up your jaw, her lips just grazing your skin. 

“you shouldnt have come back here,” she whispers out.

      you didnt know it was possible to be closer to her but she grounded you on her crotch– making you straddle her. she pushed you down into her, emitting a throaty groan from her. you, on the other hand, are breathless, you cant think properly, your ears are ringing, and your hands are shaking. she kisses your jaw, resulting in you opening your eyes.

your hand that’s holding the cloth squeezes between the two of you and positions itself on her forehead to push her away. her head lolls back as she finally sleeps. Ignoring the fire in your abdomen, one thought crosses your mind: fuck, that did things to you. 

note: finally building tension

[pendragonsclotpole]

hi i just started watching that 911 show in the background while working thinking it would be a basic cop show/procedural drama i could play for white noise to boost my productivity like i did with all six seasons of SWAT (shout out to shemar moore’s overly passionate pecs and BECAUSE SWAT IS FAMILY speeches and that one ryan and shane cameo for getting me through my job onboarding months ago) and avoid the attention issues i get with british legal and cop dramas (shout out to the current loml rupert penry jones on silk and whitechapel, his roles as clive reader and di chandler are iconic)

and like yes. 911 is exactly that. so cringey. so feel warm-y and trite in the worst ways possible, filled with random monologues, oddly paced and placed one-liners, random quote intros that desperately try to replicate the word bangers of criminal minds, unnecessary flashbacks interspersed in the worst episode arcs ever and completely destroying the suspense, and with the weirdest combination of over-acting and under-acting in the entire fucking world that i have ever seen, and some entire scenes i just cannot stand to watch but do anyway because of how unrealistic and ridiculous they are but oh my god when this show hits its high points, it hits them

i need angela bassett’s athena grant to come and railroad my life. i want her to point her finger in my face and threaten to cuff me to my bed like she did that boyfriend in that season one episode (and yes THAT HAPPENED THANK GOD THE BUCK CENTRIC SEXY SCENES DID NOT LAST AS LONG AS SOME OTHER SHOWS COUGH SWAT COUGH BUT WHY NO MORE ATHENA?) you my friends have not lived until you’ve seen her on the other end of a huge tv screen raising her eyebrow and acting like she’s about to beat you up with nothing more than her commanding tone.

and also like all the other fucking characters.

i watched this show hoping to have inane drama and dialogue watching over me while i send emails and plan. i did not watch this show to bite my nails over maddie buckley’s psycho ex husband storyline, nor to swoon over the romance between to her and chimney (howard han i would die for you, your bg episode was so sad but so beautiful and if you had died i wouldve been so sad, yours were the flashbacks that won me over), nor to fangirl over ROBERT FUCKING NASH AND HIS GUILT COMPLEX (I LOVE YOU BOBBY), or to have my heart grow three sizes with the fucking tsunami episode

like you guys, i was on the edge of my seat, eating my dinner and actually wondering if they were about to kill off christopher diaz and break my heart and buck’s heart and ruin everything and like they didnt but now evan buckley’s character growth is such an inspiration and i just dont want him to fuck it up by trying to go back to work early and ahhhhhhhhhhh this was supposed to be a casual watch but now im writing this so im gonna have to find something else or worse go back to watching silk or whitechapel in the bg and be enraptured by rupert

[etherealspacejelly]

hello what is your favourite star trek episode/moment/character this is your time to infodump but also you can ramble to me literally whenever i love listening to people rambling <3

OOOHOHHOHOHOHOOHOHOHOOOOOO BOY

LETS FUCKING GO

my favourite episode is the corbomite manouver!!!

basically the star trek crew are exploring a new area of space and they run into this Giant Cube that keeps blocking their path and is emitting harmful radiation. so they destroy it. and then this ship shows up like "you destroyed our warning buoy so clearly you guys mean harm. we're gonna kill you now. you have ten minutes to make preparations for your death"

at one point jim asks spock for advice, and he gives it, and jim is like nah im not gonna do that. and spock says "has it occured to you that there is a certain... inefficiency in questioning me on things you've already made up your mind about?" and jim goes "it gives me emotional security." AND THEN SPOCK LOOKS AT HIM LIKE THIS

CAN YOU TWO STOP FUCKING FLIRTING FOR TWO MINUTES THE SHIP IS IN DANGER

anyway later on they discover that they are outgunned by this ship. and jim once again goes to spock for advice. and spock says "in chess, when one is outmatched, the game is over. checkmate." and jim says "That's it? That's all you've got for me?" and spock hangs his head and goes "i'm so-" then stops. straightens up. and says "i regret that i cannot find any logical alternative."

GIHIEAGBI BGIAJEBGI HE WAS GONNA SAY IM SORRYYYY AND HE LOOKEDD SO SAD THAT HE LET JIM DOWN WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHY DO THEY DO THIS TO MEEEE

anyway this exchange plus a later one with bones about bluffing sparks an idea in jims head. and hes like "no.. not chess.. poker!" and he calls up the alien and hes like "this ship contains a device made of corbomite* that when the ship is attacked, will return a blast of equal force against the attacker. if you kill us we're taking you out too. we grow tired of your games." and then hangs up on him. ITS SO FUCKING ICONIC. AND EVERYONE IS LIKE JIM WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING. BUT THE ALIEN ASKS FOR PROOF OF THE DEVICE. AND JIM IS LIKE "nope. you're not getting any proof. make up your mind." and HANGS UP AGAIN.

*made up substance he is talking out of his ass

anyway the alien falls for it and they manage to escape but then it turns out the whole thing was a test anyway and the alien was actually a puppet being controlled by a real alien who is actually just a little boy in sfx makeup but shhh

also this episode contains this scene and also this

which absolutely Does Not contribute to my enjoyment of this episode At All. mhm. yep. ahem. anyway.

[thecluelessdoctor]

a review of Gravity falls from someone who had never seen it before.

Alright so I've meant to make this post for a while but then I got... sidetracked *glances at my fucking au* ANYWAY

I'm basically unbias to the show, due to the fact I have no nostalgia for it. Ill only be talking about the show it's self for the main review.

Anyway, now that that's out of the way, let's talk about Gravity Falls.

Oh yeah, and spoilers for gravity falls. Im sure most of you have seen it but- yk just in case.

I watched the show 2 times in a row. One time mostly just for me, and the other time with my little sisters. Somehow both times made me cry it's fine.

Let's get my praises out of the way first before I begin to criticize the show (yes, I do have things to say)

Number one, the actual mystery. Genuinely so fucking good. Like going in I already knew Ford existed, and I knew Bill existed, but that was it. And I thought the mystery wouldn't be a mystery to me due to this but I was WRONG. BRO WHEN STAN FUCKING PULLED UP WITH THE PORTAL I WAS F L A B B E R G A S T E D. I WAS BAFFLED. OR OR- FIDDLEFORD NOT JUST BEING A CRAZY OLD GUY BUT INFACT A ONCE GREAT SCIENCIST THAT TRIED TO DESTROY HIS MIND- it was insane.. I only had the parts, but I didn't know how they fell into place, and it was BEAUTIFUL. Hell the mystery even had my little sister theorizing.

Stan, Dipper, and Mabel's arcs. Say what you will but I think they were done perfectly. Especially Stan's. You don't even realize how he has grown as a character until the end and it's AMAZING. Dippers arc of learning how to not grow up so fast (relatable ...) and Mabel's arc of accepting that she will grow up (ALSO RELATABLE?)

The character designs. We all know, I eat up a good design. And these guys are no exception. I love how Mabel has a different sweater at least every episode, very fun. Dippers design screams nerdy kid I would bully or be friends with in 6th grade, and Stan is.. yeah I really like Stan okay. He's perfect. His design reflects his eccentric nature really well. Also Shriner fez. We need more characters with a Shriner fez. (Fun fact: I didn't know what those hats were called until watching this show.) bill is a very simple design but I love it.

Also, I love alot of the foreshadowing the show does, even if at times unintentionally. Such as with Stan and how he sadly goes out. Every representation ends up being destroyed in some way.

I also really like Ford as a character. Idk if it was intentional, but he portrays a lot of narcissists rather accurately. I live in a family of narcissist, and a lot of them act directly like Ford (especially my dad and my ex-step- grandpa) but Ford I feel like is a good representation of how a lot of people, especially narcissists, actually change. Yes, shockingly, they can. Usually being the one to pull the trigger on something they love tends to do something. Not all the time but it happens. Idk.

Also I feel like I need to talk about Mabel and Dipper more. Starting with Mabel. Mabel is fun. She reminds me of my sister, both good and bad. Though I don't understand the amount of Mabel hate there is. Like seriously she's just a 12 year old kid. I was the same way when I was 12. I was a trashy kid. Hell, I'm a trashy teen!!! And Dipper? Yeah he's dipper. Shockingly I don't have much to say about him other than the fact he reminds me way to much of the guy friends I've had since 3rd grade lmfao.

Next is the animation. The animation is pretty consistently good, I like it. Especially in some of the more dramatic scenes. All of not what he seems, a tale of two Stan's, and weirdmeddon (I can't spell) are especially well animated.

There's a lot more i wanna say, but those are the major things.

From now until when I say, it's gonna me my personal criticisms of the show. Course I am no professional, I'm literally [AGE REDACTED] minor. So yeah.

Number one: the timeline. Oh my god the timeline. As a fun thing to do on the side, I tried to sort out the timeline- IT TURNED INTO 2 HOURS OF ME SITTING THERE, PIECING THIS SHIT TOGETHER. it's not as back as some fandoms (looking at your FNaF) but STILL

The lack of Ford. I wish Ford has been introduced earlier in season two, or they had a few more filler episodes involving him as a center (similar to the episode D, D, and more D.)

The ignoring of the fact that Pacifica is borderline abused??? She's AFRAID of her parents??? She flinches at the bell??? Like what the fuck-

The lack of in show development between Bill and ford. I kinda wish it showed a bit more of their relationship in show.

Those are all my major criticisms. I don't have anything other than those that aren't more personal tastes than anything.

But ultimately, I fell in love with this show from the get go. It was the weirdest thing I'd watched in a while, and I loved it, hated it, and cried because of it. Truly on of my favorite shows I've ever watched, and I really wish I knew what it was when it was in its hay day, because truly that would have been great. However in 2012 I was only like- 3-6 so- yeah

Very much a ten outta ten show, and if you somehow haven't watched it, please do.

[elysiaheaven]

𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮-(𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨 𝐱 𝐅.𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫) (𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟)

Words:2000

Genre: Fluff

Summary: You had a small fight with Kakavasha ^^, You decided to take the request from (special guest mention) to make you attend as them in the lecture!! Just say present and go, because the professor who comes to check. Will never see the faces! But to your sad life. It was sadly that, that professor didn't come. Instead the guy who hates you but cares for you comes up.

(This part was taken from my first fic that I wrote for Aventurine ^^ since it was my first, It sucked!! But i did love how i wrote ratio and y/n sob) (KILLER CHAT HAS TO WAIT FOR A WHILE IM SORRY)

Past time!

You haven't spoken to Aventurine since he arrived. You're content arranging the paper in the file. Going into Jade's office, you don't even give him a look. Too dangerous, you might burst into tears. In front of everyone, that would be terrible. You still can't decide after last night's conversation: did you do the right thing? Or were you a heartless bitch?

Jade has a real radar embedded in her brain. She'll immediately see that things aren't right. You let out a slight grunt.

"Y/n..."

"Not now, Aventurine."

"Call me Kakavasha... I don't mind... if it's here too..."

"Not now." If Jade witnesses one of your scenes again, it's sure that you'll not be going to Penacony anytime.

Okay, let's calm down. For now, she still hasn't decided, and you have to submit a file you prepared. Everything is okay.

The good thing is Diamond likes you.

You worked hard to get where you are today. He won't give up on you on a whim. Penacony, your last hope of knowing why you even live...

In her office, Jade invites you both to take a seat in front of her. She has that look about her that doesn't exactly fill you with confidence.

"You must have your ideas about why I wanted to see you..."

"We can't continue like this... I have gotten reports that you both caused trouble in Uzami's family..."

(This character named Uzami was actually one of the villains in that book)

You swallow in response to Jade's authority. Aventurine remains stoic.

"You both got us another jackpot... good work, you two! I have realized that you two work better when you are a team... so I will think about Y/n going to Penacony..."

"That's good for me." You take a look at Aventurine. He has his gaze fixed on Jade, and his jaw clenched.

"Thank you, Jade." Aventurine leaves first, and then you...

You decide to chat with your colleagues...

Suddenly, you hear someone discreetly clearing his throat behind you... Aventurine.

No need to turn around and check. As soon he stepped into your little space, your arm hairs shot up in an inexplicable electrostatic reaction.

You didn't expect Aventurine to talk to you again. Given your rather unstable emotional state, this could go downhill.. You take it upon myself to not freak out destroy everything you see.

"Hi, Aventurine."

"Can we talk?"

"Yes."

"I..thought about those stuff and..." You nervously tap your nails on your desk to show your impatience. you're not going to worm things out of Aventurine this time

"And?"

"I think- we can try- to you know...go on-"

You hate this little heart of yours that is throbbing like a first timer in your chest! No way you are giving so easily.

"Yeah, A friendship or something. Well, I ain't gonna be your friend. Get out."

"Not as a friend."

"Eh?"

"I don't want to run away anymore, what I want is you..."

That's it, your heart's skipped a beat! You were so afraid of never hearing those from Aventurine.

"But...There's something too..to you know...ask sorry."

"What kind of stuff? Kneeling? Begging me? Making a passionate declaration..?" Your cheeks flush as you think of something like that. You nibble your lower lip to not spread your thoughts....Is he- fr! FR!!! GONNA!!! Shit! make him work for it!.

Aventurine knows you too well. He notices your thoughts immediately. His Adam's apple follows a vertical path as he swallows.

"A weekend together? You and me... An attempt at seeing if it works between us..."

"You know very well... It won't solve anything." He walks a little closer, and you see all the love in his eyes.

"I promise I will talk about everything... You're my best friend... I can't lose you."

"Huh?" Fuck, you really thought he was saying stuff like a date...

"But... I don't know... I know that you're the only friend I have... Seeing you in a romantic light is too much of a dream... I need time to move slowly... Plus, I acted like an idiot. Please, let's consider this-"

"Give me a week..."

Aventurine withdraws his hands and nods, visibly disappointed that you're not agreeing right away. He leaves the office space, shoulders down...

End of the past.

Aventurine runs a hand through his hair and ruffles it up impatiently. (There should be a law against being so handsome...)

"It's the thing..."

"I haven't decided yet..."

"Oh! Why?"

After hesitating to talk to you, Aventurine is now being very upfront. He's going straight to the point.

"I... really do love spending time-"

Aventurine's face suddenly lights up. He takes your remark as positive, whereas it's the other way around.

"That's an excellent reason to try it out... Am I right-?"

"No."

"I don't understand..."

Could someone please invent a decoder so that men can finally understand girls...?

"......I don't really want to be invited as your friend... It hurts..."

"......" He smiles and comes closer to you, but someone else drags you away.

"I'm taking y/n for a moment, sorry Aventurine!!!" It's Roxy, a student at the Intelligentsia Guild.

"SO... I have a date... Since you do come there to study..."

"I'm sorry, would you mind filling in for me today? They don't take attendance; you should be fine!!! I have a date with someone."

"That blue alien? Mega- Whatever... Okay! You are gonna do my work for today... though."

"You got it!"

But, the hell happened

The bell chimes through the campus... Students who were joking with each other gradually enter the lecture hall. Except for you, who sits in the corner sheepishly with your head down. Your phone vibrates.

"Hello, Roxie! I'm already in the hall, but it's still early." You put your hand over your mouth and keep your voice low.

"Thank you so much! Like I said, Professor Magnet's is very strict with attendance, but the teacher doesn't recognize all the students, so you can leave as soon as the register is done!"

"You said!!!"

"Thank you for doing this!! I will do all of the work this week!"

"It's fine... At least you have a proper date..."

"Hm!! Thank you!"

After hanging up, you let out a helpless sigh and look at the clock in front of the hall. There's still 5 minutes before 2 pm.

"Never mind, it's just a small favour Besides, I won't see that guy's face for a while."

Even though you were already in the hall, you still had to persuade yourself so that you'd feel less guilty about lying. Never thought you would be a student this way...

You took out your notebook while secretly observing your surroundings. Luckily, no one suspected this uninvited guest. The first page: you and Aventurine... that photo was taken by someone... That's the first time you and him wore fine clothes like that... Of course, it was a good memory... and this notebook was a gift from Ratio. He was always there for you and him....

Even, if he doesn't admit maybe he doesn't want idiots to be left alone.

There were only a dozen or so people scattered around the spacious lecture hall. You couldn't help but worried about whether you could sneak out later.

While thinking this, a familiar figure Wearing a blue suit and glasses with a briefcase in hand, Ratio walked straight to the podium. The moment he looked up, you quickly reacted and hurriedly buried your head behind the opened notebook. Before you could recover from the shock, Ratio's voice reached your ears.

"Good afternoon, I am your substitute teacher today. Professor John needs to take some time some time off due to health reasons, so he asked me to teach today's lesson for him...Let's see how many of you are intelligent."

The room was filled with a small round of applause. You moved the notebook away slightly to peek from between the students in front of you. One elegantly written word was written in chalk on the blackboard- Veritas Ratio

"So he's here as a substitute teacher, then maybe he. Won't do the register?" You couldn't help but murmured quietly.

"There are not many people in this class today. it's a bit of a waste of this lecture hall."

"Professor Ratio, if people knew you were teaching this class, there would be a queue at the door!" The jesting comment of the guy in the front seat was met with supportive laughter.

Ratio looked pissed off and raised his hand slight

The jesting comment of the guy in the front seat was met with supportive laughter.

"Today's lesson won't be hard, so you can relax and settle in."

Ratio was saying this, he turned around and walked toward the podium. Now is the time to run away!

You carefully stood up with back bent while keeping an eye on the front, preparing to sneak out quietly..

"However, there's one thing we need to do before today's lesson." Ratio suddenly looked back. You quickly sat down and created a noticeable amount of noise. Then you heard a faint laugh.

"Professor did specifically told me to take attendance. Now I seem to understand why.." Ratio pulled out the register from his notes and started to take attendance. His voice was well-paced like a flowing stream. it didn't seem to bother him even if there was no response after five names in a row.

"You can't explain how classes are important to idiots am I right?"

"Yes Doctor! You are the only one who speaks facts."

"Okay."

But you were on edge during the process. A second seemed like a year to you. At LAST.

"Roxanne Ritchi?"

You held you breath and gulped nervously. Your heartbeat seemed to be the only resounding noise in this quiet room.

"Is Miss Roxanne Ritchi here?"

You took a deep breath and waved with your left hand held high without lifting your head.

"Here." The air seemed to become stagnant for a moment. Ratio remained silent as if he was waiting. You slowly lowered your head and sighed, then you lifted your hand and gave him an awkward smile. Ratio raised his hand to push his glasses while quilting slightly. Moments later, he showed a knowing look.

"Since you're here, Miss Ritchi, why don't you keep your head up and enjoy the class?"

"..Yes sir.."

Meanwhile, a male student next to you suddenly titled his head and leaned over.

"Hey, are you here to sign in for someone else? So am I..."

"What? Uh.."

"I could tell right away this you aren't very experienced. When are you planning to sneak out?" You responded politely with a smile while catching Ratio's gaze with the corner of your eye. Before long, the register had been taken.

"My name is Yuji Itadori!"

"My name is y/n..." you smiled just when you were pondering whether you should find an opportunity to sneak out. Ratio directed his gaze at you again.

"Since there aren't many students here today, the students in the back can come sit in the front. Miss Roxanne Ritchi?"

Ratio gently lifted the corners of his mouth. Some glistening light slowed in the eyes behind the lenses, even his seemingly serious questions had a hint of a playful tone.

You looked at him in surprise without responding, hoping he could read the silent questioning and anger..

"Have a seat here.." Yet Ratio pointed to the seat in the middle of the second row as if he didn't see the struggles displayed on your face.

This man is so mean!!!

You pursed your lips and stood up with frustration. despite your fury, your body still obediently moved to the seat he assigned. The smile at the corner of Ratio's mouth spread, showing a look of satisfaction.

"Good. Let's get started. Please turn to page 7 in your textbooks. For those who didn't bring the books..Please take careful notes."

Ratio glanced at you as he spoke, then smiled while nodding his head..

Why the hell is he so calm today wtf..You reciprocated with a fake smile.

You exaggeratedly sat up straight, opened your notebook, and picked up your pen putting on a studious student look. Ratio remained calm and nodded, as if he was giving his approval, then turned around and wrote on the blackboard.

"Today. We will be looking at Electromagnetism."

He spoke as he flickered open his notes, then he tapped lightly on the microphone. His voice was projected through the speakers with subtle sound of electricity.

The way he took class was always interesting to you. Maybe you wanted to learn or maybe you just wanted to look at him always..

It's two-sided in your world anyways lol..(Whatchu looking at reader? I'm you and I know you might as be simping or just call him the best bro...either way-) What were you thinking again? You didn't know.

"Let's do a small experiment." Ratio smiled as he closed his notes, then he straightened his back and scanned around the room.

"I'll need a volunteer for this experiment. Miss Roxanne Ritchi. Would you do the honours?"

Ratio walked toward you with a smile in his eyes. Not being used to the name, you only responded after a delay and stood up in confusion.

"Sure. What is it Sir?"

"Relax. Just follow my lead. First of all, can you please tell the class that this is the first time we've met Miss Roxanne Ritchi?"

"Well. That's not true. I'd tried to attend your lectures several times, but i didn't manage because.." Because you weren't even a student. It's thanks to Roxie's id you're here...Ratio froze for a moment, then a smile promptly followed.

"In that case, it's my loss. I'll reserve a seat for you next time. Shall we begin?"

"Yes!!" Ratio moved closer while slightly leaning forward. his gaze wandered over you a few times before it settled on your shoulder. Then he let out a soft laugh and looked into your eyes.

"I like your cardigan because it looks soft and wind-proof. It suits you well."

"....." You didn't know how to respond, fiddling with your ear awkwardly and responded with 'Oh' in puzzlement. Ratio didn't seem surprised by your reaction. In fact, it seemed to be what he expected.

He took a small step back and opened his arms lightly in a presenting manner.

"Now it's your turn. What can you observe from me? You can respond with the same sentence structure." What kind of experiment is this..

Although you couldn't resist whining in your head, you still carefully surveyed Ratio.

"I like your...the way you teach. You call students idiots and it's mean and you want something to be solved by themselves. It's like a parent. The kid might be angry at the parent. But when it flies like the other birds..it will realize. That it needed a villain in its life to become a hero..That kind of people are you. You seem to annoy people so that.."

"I like the way you say. It seems messy but systematic. Also it reflects your character well. I believe you must be a diligent person."

Ratio took his turn with barely any hesitation and pointed to the notes spread out your desk.

"......That's the-" You stopped. Something you wanted to say..

"It's messy when I started trust someone.." You smiled sweetly and this time it wasn't fake..

"Good afternoon Sir!" A clear female voice coming from the entrance interrupted your sentence. A girl was at the door. A student? catching her breaths Her face immediately lit up when she saw Ratio.

"I'm sorry sir! I was late.."

"Have a seat there.."

"You can take your seat as well.."

Ratio gestured for you to sit down and returned to the podium.

"This experiment right now. Is something different some people are born to be smart in studies but some aren't but they are smart in analysis...through observations and analysis, we develop preliminary understanding of the person or a test subject or a object. The so-called insight isn't a one-sided observation, but a two-way contribution between the experimenter and the subject..."

"Is there such people like that?" A student's voice came out of nowhere...You knew Ratio was talking about you..At least some kind.

".....Yes, Many people call them a genius and yes it's true...Many people if they thought they outsmarted the person who 'they' believe is the victim. Are the ones who get victimised. To earn a sense of respect or if that kind of person starts to believe you.."

"They must be idiots like you say!" the same student replied

"They must..be thankful they have someone to trust. Some people always get betrayed it's not nature for them to be two-faced. Mind I remind not to speak when your professor is speaking? You are making yourself as the idiot here."

"Yes Sir!!" The student bowed his head and just kept silent.

"Each person has a different level of insight, just like some people have some people have stronger emotional perceptions than others. therefore, not only should we learn to observe, but we must also pay attention to the most mundane things around us. Our perception of the world is formed by us...So It's only nature for those people to be like that. So when they start to trust someone. They are learning to see the subtle beauty of the world. Give them a chance. You may find that the most brilliant colours are found in the most unexpected places." Ratio puts down the chalk, lightly dusted the chalk off his fingertips and turned to look at the clock on the wall.

"Perfect timing. That's the end of our lecture today. Thank you for giving me your precious 90 minutes and 20 seconds."

A few students nodded and they packed up and left the room. You deliberately packed up slowly and waited for all the students to leave the room. You walked to ratio and watched him packing up his notes on the podium.

"Ratio.." You pondered for a moment, then stood straight and gave him a small bow respectfully.

"Professor Ratio or Doctor Ratio! I shouldn't helped others to sign in, It won't happen again!" After you genuine apology? you were more relaxed and moved closer to him, staring at him with sad eyes and clasped hands.

"There's a reason for it..You see Roxie was having a lot of works at the IPC..I thought I can use this thing to get away from Aventurine to spend some time alone. I will talk to Roxie about it..This won't happen!"

Ratio put the last document into the briefcase and finally couldn't suppress his laugh. "Alright..I forgive you..Since class is over, This is Y/n in front of me now, right?" Ratio then leaned down toward you. His brows were arced into a handsome curve.

You heartbeat quickened, you then raised your hand to remove his glasses gently.

"Since the class is over, The Ratio in front of me can also relax more." You don't know if it was because you imitated his tone or gave a lame excuse. Ratio froze for a moment. There seemed to be some light glinting in his eyes.

"This is familiar.."

"You remembered!"

You couldn't resist chuckling, then returned the glasses to him, embarrassed.

"I do know we weren't at the best terms during that.."

"Yeah, I was scary right?!"

"Annoying and crazy. You didn't scare me. This room will be free for the rest of the day. I have another lecture in half an hour. If you don't mind would you like to sit here with me for a while?"

"Sure.."

"You seemed to smiling widely like a crazy woman ae you okay?"

"I think I'm sick...haha.."

"....." You both sat down face to face on two seats by the window, which made you feel like student even more.

"By the way, you took some notes during the lesson. Can I see them?" Ratio raised his eyebrows with the interest and extended his hand.

"What? You really wanna see..?"

Ratio nodded intently. you had no choice but to take out your notebook from your bag.

"Promise you won't get angry...You have seen my notes on my books before...My thoughts can be quite scatty.."

A soft smile tugged at the corner of Ratio's mouth. He took the notebook from your hands and started flicking through it carefully..

"You still kept the notebook I gave you. And.." He was reading very attentively, with his lips pursed into a thin line.

"Here, A misspelled word." Ratio suddenly looked up, handed the notebook to you while pointing at the notes. You stared at him blankly and took the notebook after some delay. Your cheeks flushed..

"H-hey...Look, I kind of wanted-"

"Really? Then You might have to redo this then.."

"Why?"

Ratio paused and held the side of the notebook. His fingertips gently flicked over a page. Your thumb that was pressed against the edge of the page followed his movements unconsciously. The thin pages rubbed between the fingers rustled steadily. Even the air seems to be delicately scented with ink.

Ratio's hand finally came to a halt. The corners of his mouth curved into a sly but handsome smile. He gazed at you with a hint of amusement. Under his fingertip was a tiny doodle. A scribbled cartoon face with glasses and a navy hair. "Can you tell me what this is?"

You turned your gaze from Ratio to the cartoon doodle he was pointing at. Your heartbeat fluttered unconsciously.

"This is..." You pretended to be calm, took the notebook from Ratio's hand, and held it next to his face, comparing him with the doodle. "It's you. Does it not look like you?"

"It seems that you like it." Ratio withdrew his hand and looked at you with a faint smile. This seemed to have happened many times, but it also seemed like the first time.

"....Haha, yeah kind of? This book has all my stuff. And this was a gift from you..." Ratio seemed stunned for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, then he rested his elbows against the desk with his hands clasped, showing that you had his full attention. But an idea suddenly came across your mind, so you deliberately cleared your throat, copied his pose, and spoke mysteriously.

"I want to ask you something.."

"Go ahead...What would you like to ask..?"

"Be honest, You didn't pick me for the experiment because I spaced out, did you..?"

"What do you think?"

"I knew you did it on purpose!"

"That's not entirely true. It's mainly because I trust you. You're good at seeing the subtle things in this world, so I knew you'd be able to handle an easy experiment like this. Plus, I trust the support between us.

Ratio then lowered his arms and gave you a serious look without a hint of playfulness. "Are you happy with my answer?"

"Very much so!" You chuckled and continued..

Ratio remained his quiet gaze at you.

You continued "The ordinary day was tinged with delightful colors because of our extraordinary encounter...I like the afternoon we spent together..But out of all things I like about you...I like your eyes the most because I see you looking at me through them. I like the way you look at me.."

Ratio smiled and held your face in his hands.

"I knew you loved the attention you get from people."

"Haha-"

"What's wrong? Didn't wanted to spend time with that Gambler?"

".....Nothing. I was just scared to make a decision..I don't wanna be friend zoned again.."

"Give it a shot you never know.."

"..? you think so?"

Maybe..it won't be bad...

"Ratio..?"

"...?"

"Thank you for always being there for me..."