#im terrible at shopping in general. :/

[kimmkitsuragi]

oh my fucking god i don't have any clothesssss

[wawek]

I havent spoken to anyone in 5 days...

[milksnake-tea]

❀ ˎˊ- prompt: wise likes you, and just about everyone on sixth street knows. ❀ ˎˊ- wise x gn!reader ❀ ˎˊ- wc: 1.3k ❀ ˎˊ- warnings: slightly ooc wise idk im still lvl 26 okay ❀ ˎˊ- a/n: thanks you stellaronhvnters for plaguing my mind w wise. anywho this my mini break from the series LMAO wise. i love you king.

Wise can hardly focus, and for once, it isn’t because of you.

Not that he minds being distracted by you - quite the opposite. He could spend hours just watching you talk and getting lost in your eyes, occasionally nodding or agreeing with whatever you were talking about the day. He liked hearing your voice; it was soothing like a cool river, especially after a grueling day.

But this time, it’s him who’s being stared at, and to his disappointment, the one burning holes into him isn’t you (although he severely doubts he could handle it if it were to be you).

No, instead, General Chop stares at him from the corner of his eye as he prepares other customers’ orders, a hint of knowing in his usual smile. Wise can see the excitement in the chef’s eyes, and it doesn’t take a genius to know why.

“Wise?”

He seizes up, bumping his chopsticks. He’s quick to fix himself as you shoot him a nervous, but questioning smile.

“Sorry, you were saying?” he says smoothly (at least he hopes it’s smooth, he still doesn’t know how to talk to pretty people), eager to move past his minor mishap.

“Oh, it’s nothing,” you laugh. “I was just saying that you have a little something on your face.”

Wise feels his cheeks warm. “Oh, really? Thanks for telling me.”

He moves to grab some napkins, but you beat him to it. Wise swears something in him malfunctions when he turns and suddenly you’re all too close to him, your hand reached out to clean up his face.

“Wha- Wait, what’re you-” he sputters, nearly falling off his stool as he lurches back.

“Hey, stand still,” you scold, your slight annoyance only serving to speed up his heart rate because who in the world said it was okay for you to be this cute.

At this point, he wouldn’t be surprised if steam was coming from his head, with how fuzzy his mind feels. He can’t think, can’t breathe, can’t do anything but just sit there, dazed as you dab obliviously at the corner of his lip.

As you pull away, he lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, mentally thanking whatever deities reigned above that he hadn’t fainted on the spot. That would’ve been embarrassing; Belle would never let him live it down.

His face feels cooler - hopefully it isn’t so red anymore. By the time he’s able to think coherently again, you’ve started chatting again. Wise nods along (he has no idea what you’re talking about), and goes to slurp up some of his noodles when he sees General Chop again.

The chef, obviously holding back a cackle, grins encouragingly at him and flashes him a thumbs up in support. Wise internally groans. Would it be a bad idea if he drowned himself in his noodles right now?

And this isn’t the first time either - Wise is pretty sure the entirety of Sixth Street is aware of his… ugh, crush on you (saying it out loud both hurts him and makes him feel warm inside. Which is a terrible feeling. He wants to throw up).

Just last week, he’d seen you at the Coff Café, and Tin Man, being both a gracious cafe owner and a huge romantic, had decided that that day was a good day to have a 50% off deal specifically for pairs if they bought two or more items.

Wise hadn’t questioned it at first, since it was normal for shops to occasionally hold discounts like these to attract more customers. Even he was guilty of it, being a business co-owner himself.

But then you had to call him out in the line, excitedly waving him over as you were at the cashier ordering. Tin Man was behind you, a smile in his eyes that Wise wasn’t sure he liked, but he begrudgingly made his way over.

He still remembers the way your eyes sparkled as you explained the discount to him. They reminded him of the stars he’d see at twilight, when he couldn’t sleep and would climb to the roof just to watch New Eridu’s nightlife.

Naturally, he had accepted your offer of buying him a free drink (no one refuses free food), but he quickly learned to regret it when he saw the mischievous gleam in Tin Man’s artificial eyes.

He still gets flustered thinking of it now - the heart-shaped whipped cream and the whisper of “good luck” haunts him, especially when he thinks about how confused you were at the impromptu decoration.

The amount of times he’s caught his neighbors playing matchmaker, he can’t count on both hands - and that’s not including what Belle has tried. It’d be funny if it wasn’t also incredibly humiliating.

“Master, if you were planning on drifting off, perhaps you should’ve stayed home to take a nap.”

Wise sighs. “Be quiet, Fairy. I’m in public.”

“What?” you blink. Wise blinks back before realizing he’d been a little too loud.

“Sorry, I was talking to myself,” he chuckles awkwardly, hands fiddling with each other - it’s a nervous habit of his. You smile understandingly.

“No, it’s okay,” you say, pushing your bowl towards General Chop to signify you were done with it. “You’ve been out of it today, Wise. Something on your mind?”

You, Wise wants to say, but he doesn’t feel like embarrassing himself further. “I guess I’m just tired. Long day today.”

“I can tell,” you laugh, the sound music to his ears. You hop off the stool after sliding your share of the payment to General Chop. “Come on, I’ll walk you home. You look like you’re about to fall asleep.”

Wise’s heart does a little tap dance at your offer, but he manages to keep his cool. He hastily pays General Chop before eagerly joining you in your short walk to Random Play.

“Bro!” Belle greets him enthusiastically as he opens the door. Her eyes light up when she sees you, and she raises her eyebrows suggestively at her brother. Wise shoots her a glare when you aren’t looking. “[Name], too? How was your da- mmghhifjk-”

Wise smiles innocently as he slaps a hand over Belle’s mouth. You can’t help but laugh at the two, and Wise admires the crinkle the corners of your eyes.

“Ignore her,” he says nonchalantly, wrinkling his nose as Belle licks his hand like the little rat she is. “Do you want to come in, or…?”

“No, I shouldn’t.” You wave your hands bashfully. “It’s getting late, so I should be getting back home.”

Wise nods in understanding. Belle pries herself free and he wipes his spit-covered hand on her sleeve, ignoring her sputters and protests (she chose this path. She will reap its consequences).

“Well, I guess this is goodbye.”

You nod, shifting your feet. “I guess it is.”

Wise’s brows furrow at your behavior - what’s on your mind. But thankfully, he doesn’t have to wait long before his inquiry is answered.

You take a step forward, and Wise feels your arms loop around him in a tight hug. Suddenly, his senses are elevated, and it’s almost as if everything is enhanced tenfold. He can feel your heartbeat against his chest, the soft sound of your breath, your hair tickling his face and the heat that radiates off of your body against him.

“I really enjoyed today,” you say, stepping back with a smile that could rival an angel’s. “Thanks for hanging out with me.”

Wise tries to formulate a response, but all that comes out is a squeak like a dying balloon. God, if his face was red before, it must be flaming now. You giggle at his response, before you wave both him and Belle goodbye and leave for your home.

It takes a good five minutes before he can speak again.

“Hey sis?”

Belle sounds as shocked as him. “Yeah?”

“I think I’m going to faint.”

He hears his sister sigh.

“Wise, you’re helpless, you know that?” she shakes her head exasperatingly. “And just when you finally made progress too.”

reblogs w comments are appreciated !!

[p0orbaby]

Official Business

summary: who doesn’t like a bit of shopping?

warnings: nowt

a/n: could never be me. firstly im not rich enough, and secondly im terrible at keeping secrets

word count: 1.3k

-

It starts as a bit of a lark.

You’re bored one evening, halfway through a bottle of vintage Château Margaux that costs more than the average person’s yearly salary. You’re flipping through channels, skipping past the usual array of aristocrats grumbling about the decline of society, when you land on the Arsenal match. Leah’s there, of course, and you watch as she commands the field like a general leading her troops into battle. You’ve always admired that about her—how she seems so in control, so sure of herself, even when everything around her is pure chaos. You’re about three glasses deep when you think, I could buy this whole damn club.

It’s one of those ridiculous ideas that’s supposed to stay in your head, but a few phone calls and a meeting with some old schoolmates who now dabble in sports management, and suddenly, the idea isn’t so ridiculous anymore.

Suddenly, it’s very, very real.

You start sending emails and making secret trips to boardrooms filled with men who look like they’ve never kicked a ball in their lives, discussing terms and shares and God knows what else. The whole thing is absurd, like some kind of billionaire’s midlife crisis.

You manage to keep it all hush-hush because, really, who would ever suspect you? Leah certainly doesn’t. She knows you’re filthy rich, of course, but she’s under the impression you spend most of your time doing rich-people things, like attending charity galas and organising your pearl collection. She has no idea that in between afternoon tea and polo practice, you’re negotiating the purchase of her football club.

Which is exactly why, when you bump into her at Colney after one particularly mundane meeting, you nearly have a heart attack.

You’re not supposed to be here. You don’t belong in places like this—places that smell like sweat and ambition. But you’re here anyway because some idiot on the board thought it would be a good idea for you to meet the coaching staff, and now you’re walking out of the building, trying to look like you belong, when suddenly your very beautiful, very oblivious girlfriend is in front of you.

She looks at you with that familiar pairing of amusement and affection, like she’s not entirely sure what you’re doing, but she finds it endearing nonetheless. “What are you doing here?” she asks, and you can hear the smirk in her voice.

“Oh, you know, just... supporting the team,” you reply, which is technically true, though not in the way she thinks.

“Supporting the team?” Leah repeats, raising an eyebrow. She’s in her training gear, hair pulled back into a ponytail, and you can see the faint sheen of sweat on her forehead. You’re suddenly aware of how out of place you look in your tailored coat and Louboutins.

“Yes, well,” you stammer, trying to think of a plausible excuse. “I thought I’d drop by, see how things are going. Very exciting, all this football business”

“Football business?” She laughs, and it’s the kind of laugh that makes you want to crawl into a hole and die because you know how silly you sound. “Right. Sure. You’ve been keeping up with the league standings, then?”

“Of course,” you lie. You have no idea where they are in the table. You just know that you’re about to own them, which seems more important.

Leah just shakes her head, clearly amused, and you think you’re in the clear. But then she asks, “Who were you meeting with? Looked serious”

Your heart skips a beat. “Oh, just some... business people. Nothing important.” You wave a hand dismissively, but Leah’s eyes narrow.

“Business people? At the training ground?”

“Yes, well, they’re... sponsors,” you say quickly. “Potential sponsors. Big money, you know. Thought I’d try to drum up some support”

Leah tilts her head, scrutinising you like she’s trying to figure out what’s really going on. You can practically feel the sweat dripping down your back, which is just great because this coat is dry clean only.

But then she just shrugs. “You’re full of surprises, you know that?” she says, before leaning in to kiss your cheek. “But I’m glad you’re here”

And with that, she jogs off, leaving you standing there, heart racing and wondering how the hell you’re going to keep this secret from her.

-

The next few days are a blur of increasingly absurd attempts to keep Leah from finding out what you’re up to.

You start volunteering more information about Arsenal than she ever asked for, throwing around terms like “4-3-3 formation” and “high press” as if you actually know what they mean. Leah just smiles and nods, probably thinking you’ve become some kind of obsessive superfan overnight.

You even go so far as to attend a match, sitting in the executive box and pretending you’re just there to enjoy the game when in reality, you’re mentally calculating how much it’ll cost to replace the outdated lighting in the concourse.

It all comes to a head one evening when you’re lounging on the sofa, pretending to read a book but actually trying to figure out how to sneak away for yet another clandestine meeting. Leah’s sitting across from you, scrolling through something on her phone. She’s been giving you these looks lately, suspicious, narrowed eyes like she’s trying to figure you out. It’s unnerving.

Finally, she puts down her phone and looks at you. “Okay, what’s going on?”

You feign innocence. “What do you mean?”

“You’ve been acting weird,” she says bluntly. “Like, really weird. You suddenly know everything about Arsenal, you’re at London Colney talking to ‘business people,’ and now you’re going to matches? You hate crowds”

You open your mouth to protest, but nothing comes out. She’s got you there.

Leah crosses her arms, leaning back in her chair with that look she gets when she’s about to win an argument. “So, spill. What’s going on?”

You consider your options. You could keep lying, but at this point, it feels like you’re trapped in a comedy of errors, and the only way out is to just come clean.

Taking a deep breath, you say, “Okay, fine. I’m buying Arsenal”

Leah blinks at you. Then she blinks again. “What?”

“I’m buying Arsenal,” you repeat, as if saying it again will make it any less ridiculous. “The football club”

She just stares at you, mouth slightly open. For a moment, you think she might laugh, but then she just says, “You’re serious”

“Yes”

“You’re buying a football club”

“Yes”

“Arsenal”

“Yes”

She shakes her head slowly, like she’s trying to wrap her mind around it. “Why?”

“Because I can,” you say, which is the truth, but also probably not the best answer you could have given.

Leah finally laughs, but it’s that slightly hysterical laugh people do when they don’t know how else to react. “You’re insane. Do you know that? You’re absolutely insane”

“Probably,” you agree.

She stands up, pacing the room as if moving will help her process this information. “So all this time, all those meetings, that’s what you were doing? Buying a football club?”

“Yes”

“And you didn’t tell me?”

“I wanted it to be a surprise,” you say, which is technically true, though you didn’t exactly think this far ahead.

Leah stops pacing and looks at you, hands on her hips. “You’re something else, you know that?”

“I’m aware”

There’s a long pause, and you wonder if she’s going to be mad or just collapse from shock. But then she walks over to you, a grin slowly spreading across her face. “Well, I guess I should start calling you ‘boss,’ then”

You laugh, relieved that she’s taking it in stride. “Only if you want to. I was thinking more along the lines of ‘supreme overlord of all things football’”

Leah snorts. “Don’t push it”

You grin, and she leans down to kiss you, still shaking her head in disbelief. “You’re unbelievable,” she murmurs against your lips.

“So I’ve been told,” you reply, pulling her closer.

[alwritey-aphrodite]

here’s my submission for the fall coffee house put together by @goodwithcheese and @jolapeno - im not gonna lie i have no idea where this came from but its the longest thing ive written in literal months so enjoy!

Pairing: Frankie Morales x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.2k

Warnings: none :) except that i didn’t proofread lmao

You’ve always been a planner, always had goals for your future, dream boards and five year plans and a list of things to accomplish before you turned thirty. None of those ever included feeling so claustrophobic in what was supposed to be your dream job that you packed everything up and moved away and got a job at a coffee shop. Your life is far from terrible, and you’re quite happy with your choices, but you know if you were somehow able to tell past you where you would end up at twenty seven, she would have spit in your face.

The coffee shop you work at is wonderful, especially now that autumn is in full swing, because it’s almost absurdly cozy and warm. You’re able to wear whatever you want, craft playlists, design menu boards, and spend all day talking with regulars and newcomers alike. Even if it wasn’t where you imagined you would end up, you couldn’t be happier. Especially when an incredibly attractive single father starts to frequent during your shifts.

Isabel and Frankie Morales are nothing short of delightful. The pair of them are absurdly polite, which is especially adorable on the kindergartner, and Frankie is a generous tipper. Before, they had come in every Friday when he picked Isabel up from school for a cookie to split, but now that the weather has turned, they come in most days around two for hot chocolates. Most of the time they retreat to a booth, but on busy days, Frankie helps his daughter onto one of the high top stools along the counter before sitting down next to her, giving you the perfect opportunity to watch and listen to their conversations, still a little scared to actually speak to him beyond the small talk when you take their order.

Today, it’s raining, pouring really, and the shop is mostly empty, the students who normally hunker down for study marathons nowhere to be seen and even most of your regulars hadn’t bothered to show up, choosing to stay dry at home rather than brave the elements for their coffee fix. Your boredom grows with each hour that passes, but then the bell above the door rings to life, and Frankie and Isabel hurry inside, an umbrella trailing behind.

“It’s raining really hard,” Isabel says, trudging up to the counter and leaving her father behind to deal with shaking out the umbrella to keep it from dripping. Normally, she’s glued to her father’s side, but maybe she feels safer with the emptiness of the shop.

“Yeah it is,” you agree with the girl, trying not to laugh as she attempts to stretch herself tall enough to see you over the counter, and you compensate by leaning forward on your elbows, “I didn’t think you guys were going to show up.”

“We were already wet, what’s the worst that could happen,” Frankie says as he approaches the counter himself, umbrella sufficiently dry.

“And I really needed a treat,” Isabel adds, sounding so much like an adult trapped in a toddler’s body you can’t help the giggle that escapes you.

“Oh, yeah? What happened?”

“Don’t get her started,” Frankie mutters, and you laugh again, calming your giggles as Isabel clears her throat.

She launches into a story about recess and reading spots and lunch tables, and it’s hard to keep it all straight, but you nod along all the same, sympathizing with the exhaustion of being a little girl.

“That sounds rough,” you say when she finally finishes her story, and she nods sagely, causing you to fight against your giggles again, “how about I make you an extra special hot chocolate, hm? Would that help?”

“Yes please!” Isabel’s eyes light up, her little frown replaced with a gap-toothed grin.

“Same for you?” You ask Frankie, even though you know he’ll refuse.

“Just a black coffee for me, please.”

You ring them up for a small black coffee and a small regular hot chocolate, even though you give them both larges and you add flavoring and toppings to Isabel’s drink. Instead of slipping into one of the many open booths, they take a spot at the counter, and your heart expands to an impossibly large size. Handing over their drinks, you place a plate of cookies in front of them too. They’re all Halloween and fall themed, and you’d spent the better part of the afternoon decorating them with more care than necessary, simply because you had the time. Frankie starts to shake his head, but you’re one step ahead of him.

“Please, just take them. They’ll all go to waste otherwise, no one else is gonna come in.”

“You should take them, then,” he counters, not giving in.

“C’mon, I’ve eaten about ten of these bad boys today already, and I’ve got a box full of pastries set aside for when I leave. Take the damn cookies,” you’d normally never use that language with a customer, but it’s dead besides the two of them and you’re grinning so you don’t think he’ll take offense.

A smile blooms on his face even as he shakes his head at you, and he takes two cookies from the plate, one for himself and one for Isabel, who looks like the happiest girl in the world now that she has cookies to add to her ginormous hot chocolate.

It’s dark by the time they get ready to leave, and you feel a little awful, like you’ve kept them trapped with you when they could have a million things they needed to do all because you were a little bored.

“Thanks for keeping me company,” you say, a little sheepish as Frankie helps Isabel back into her raincoat, which is difficult because she refuses to part with the cookies you’d boxed up for them to take home.

“We should be thanking you, for the cookies and the company,” he counters, pausing in his struggle to smile at you. You smile back, but then Isabel is tugging on his sleeve and pulling him down to her level. She whispers at him, and they’re a little too far for you to hear, so you just busy yourself with wiping down the already spotless counter until Isabel clears her throat rather dramatically and you turn your attention back to the pair with a gentle smile.

“You know, these are a lot of cookies for only two people,” Frankie starts, and you’re getting ready to argue with him, thinking he’s trying to get out of taking them again when he continues, “maybe we should split them three ways? And we can make you hot chocolate for a change?”

It takes you a second to figure out what he means, but when he does, there’s no stopping the smile that overtakes you, and you’re so beyond happy you can’t even speak for a minute.

“I’ll be done here around six,” you reply once you can form words again, and Frankie’s smile is so gorgeous it threatens to eliminate that ability all over again, “if you’re not already sick of me.”

“I could never get sick of you,” he responds, and if you weren’t already a complete goner, you definitely are now.

[hazshit-hotel-hater]

Niffty Redesign! (3/7)

Holy shit was not expecting to finish in the same day much less in like… under 4 hours??? IDK IM HAPPY WITH HER THOUGH!!!!

My biggest inspiration this time was lovebugs and specifically this LPS lovebug

Yes im colour picking Niffty from a littlest pet shop. Who is gonna stop me? Hasbro? They don’t even own LPS anymore!

Im making Niffty a bit tanner because while I see it a lot in other fandoms, I don’t ever see tan asian people in the Hazbin fandom, tbh this place seems like its allergic to melanin in general. There’s also a lot of stigmatisation around POC women in Hazbin like I’ve mentioned before. I plan on having Niffty deal with a decent chunk of stuff later on, a lot of it relating to obessions and romance and learning how to manage feelings like that and keep relationships with other people.

I wanted her socks to be cute but also held up by a garter belt so you can gather she’s got something going on. People seem to stray away from the topic of Niffty and sex or romance because they see her as a child or have infantalised her in some way. Yes ik I talk about this all the time but like GOD it pisses me off.

Her maid dress is actually a much darker shade of hot pink to the point its not really hot pink anymore but it is I promise

Niffty’s main sins are lust, wrath, and envy, seeing as she is a lovebug and also her current backstory is killing a lover out of jealousy. The redder pink parts are supposed to be a mix of lust and wrath so I hope that comes across well?

The same thing can be said about her clothes and all that. With her dress and the reddish hearts it’s supposed to be like “in one sin there’s another” but idk how well I pulled it off. The stitched up heart is also supposed to represent her hopeful/eventually redemption. I’d like to give Niffty more character than just “crazy small lady” so I’ll be trying to balance being somewhat like that with also being a bit sensible. I think it definitely could be done but I have doubts Viv will do much with it.

It really sucks that the POC characters and especially women they just get reduced to one or two traits and then thats it. Viv already is terrible at writing women and I think writing Niffty for her is just boring because, again, she cannot write women. 90% of this rewrite is me saving the women/hj

There will be more indepth Niffty content from me eventually, as of now this is my backbone for her design and overall story. Btw I think her rubber gloves are cute but make really annoying squeaking sounds 24/7. No idea if I’ll pull off another fast design like this, but we shall see!🐐

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

hey sex witch! are sex toys from big stores like target and cvs generally safe to use or is it better to stick to specialized stores/online shops? ive seen them on the shelves a few times and im curious

hi anon,

this one is kind of a complicated question! many retailers, including dedicated sex toy sellers, will carry a mix of toys that are body safe and toys that aren't, because that's a market that is 100% unregulated in the US and anyone can pretty much get away with selling anything as a sex toy. as bogus as it is, we can't just buy any toy off the shelves and trust that it's safe for our bodies! that's one reason why, much as I try to only personally recommend responsible sex toy sellers who aren't selling anything sus, I don't want to completely shut down anyone shopping somewhere like Adam & Eve - it's the most affordable and accessible option for many folks, and as long as you know which toys to avoid, it's not a terrible option.

on that note, a good place to start is by knowing which materials are nonporous, and therefore body safe: silicone, treated wood, glass, metal, and hard plastic. anything outside that charmed little club, we're not putting in our bodies! with that in mind, you're better equipped to analyze the toys being sold anywhere - dedicated sex stores, target, etsy, wherever - and decide if they're a safe fit for you.

[megumimania]

AOT LONDON BOY HCS PT 2

featuring: reiner, onyankopon, armin

a/n: this is part two of these hcs, part one is here! thanks for tuning in its kinda rushed my bad 😪, likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated!

ARMIN

-armin would be from islington or finchley maybe even south, but I don’t see him living in like bougie areas such as kensington or chelsea or like richmond

- him and eren went to the same primary and secondary together

-armin was literally his get out of jail free card because of his stellar reputation in academics

-he always gets free stuff from the corner shop or the chicken and chip shop

-doesn’t own a car, he either bikes or takes the tube because he cares about the environment and doesn’t want to add onto the extra pollution in london

-his dress sense is very casual like a t shirt, a pair of loose fitted trousers and some trainers but when he cant be bothered he’ll wear a tech fleece

-he has a very good sense of direction, like he knows the fastest routes for anything, like when eren and connie dragged him to carni (if you went this year im saur jealous 😩 but anyways) and it was time to get home armin found a quicker route that got them back pretty fast

-knows all the best secret spots in london for anything! which makes hanging out with him more fun because you experience a new part of london when you’re together

-he isnt a fan of eren’s scamming ways but when eren asks for help he always answers as long as he’s not a part of it

-london men i feel like are terrible with their feelings but armin is the exception, he would be very open with you about his feelings and such

-reads so much, you’ll catch him at hyde park or greenwich park reading till the sun sets

-he smokes cigarettes but he’s trying to cut it out for you

-his playlist would be very diverse since he’s been brought up in a multicultural area, like it would go from bashment, to rnb, drill to pop

-unlike his unserious counterparts *cough cough* eren and connie, he’s very loyal!

ONYANKOPON

-my ghanaian king, shoutout to my ghanaians!!

-he speaks twi so well that people forget he was brought up in the uk

-he would be from peckham or lewisham for suree, he’s deffo been dragged around by his mum round rye lane market on a saturday morning carrying that trolley with him

-he goes to a pentecostal church, he’s always leading youth service and helping out at church events.

-the aunties love him for this because he’s the perfect son that they don’t have and they just love him in general

-ony can cook and im being for real, so you guys never eat out unless ony wants to show you to a new niche restaurant somewhere

-he has snap but doesn’t have a bitmoji because he thinks it’s immature 😕 but eventually he caves and makes one because you ask him too

-hes always promoting his boys stuff whether that be music,

-he deffo went to an all boys secondary and then he went to a mixed sixth form after, he gives me those vibes

-he used to go to the library to link girls after school 😭 he had a big playboy phase but hes calmed down

-he used to be one of those people at stratford westfield trying to sell you magazines before you enter

-hes not stingy with his money, hes always spoiling the people he loves

-he has a bunch of caps and grills that he likes to rotate out weekly, he has great style

-he works in corporate london so its rare that you dont see him outside of a suit and tie but he always makes time for you

-ony is always holding your bag for dear life when you go to bait areas like oxford street or westfields or like the tourist spots because people be getting their shit stolen loool

-he loves late night tesco trips anything that he can do at night i.e late night walks, drives etc

-bossman is always giving him discounts on stuff because ony is loyal customer.

REINER

-look at that man and tell me he wouldnt be from essex tell me!! like thats pure dagenham material right there

-if you search up a typical person from essex, he would come up

-he probably owns those skintight chinos with those ugly polos with the church shoes

-he tries to downplay his accent a bit since sometimes its hard to understand him but when hes upset his accent comes through in full force

-always at spoons or at the club till early hours

-reiner gives me bricklayer vibes so thats what im gonna roll with

-when he comes home from work in summer hes like hot and sweaty but it makes his biceps glow so its kinda sexy idk

-has a bunch of tattoos, most of them are birthdays of family members and a picture of his grandma who passed away

-has a british bulldog called belle, the dog is fucking scary but reiner thinks the world of her and thinks she can do no wrong

-listens to mainly dnb, garage, techno

-downs pints at the pub like it’s nothing, he has a high alcohol tolerance

-proper geezer that’s all i have to say tbh!

[memoiich]

I demand your Maul headcanons <3

Im going to split this up in 2 parts

Part 1 : star wars

Maul is extremely talented at drawing. He leans more into it after Savage and him are travelling together.

His memory is top notch , hes the kinda dude that remembers what he ate 5 months ago at 4 in the morning ( if he has a lover i can see him using this to get them like niche ,one time mentioned gifts)

His sleep schedule is none existent. He tried a few times to fix it but since palpetine needs him 24/7 , he hasn’t yet . After Savage gets him back , he tries to help Maul and it goes pretty well . (Like 6 hours per night on average)

The biggest problem is nightmares. He has ALOT of nightmares. Some are from his childhood, he thinks he’s stuck in the gray room on Mustafar or he sees the fish in palpetine tanks dying. It gives him alot of stress and anxiety. Some nightmares are about Obi Wan, he isn’t scared of him but more of the fact that he didn’t win . He gave his entire childhood and didn’t win against someone that was raised by loving people that cared for his wellbeing.

He dreamed as a kid alot about Dathomir.

He is a mercifull killer , he normally doesn’t play with his prey . He tries to kill them as quick as possible ( look at the fish even qui gon ) this mentality gets ingrained into his mind after he got cocky with Obi Wan .

Maul is smaller then most zebrak males because he was malnourished as a child . Savage has asked about this before but Maul reflects by stating its for his fightstyle.

Maul horns are terribly kept. He never met another zebrak before he was like 24(?) so he literally never knew he had to take care of them . Savage is horrified by the state of his horns when he finds him . Later he helps him out with that and now they are alright.

ALSO his tattoos are fading and need a going over.

He feels extreemly guilty towards both his brothers for leaving them behind. He never knew Feral and he hates himself for that . He sometimes wants to know more about him but hes convinced Savage will be hurt so he hasnt .

He is extremely confused towards his mother Telzin . He feels a certain sense of gratitude towards her for bringing him back but he hates for what she did towards his brothers and for giving him away . ( I actually love the legends version where he has a human mother (Kycina ?) even more but clone wars made it work better so….)

Part 2 : modern au

To me it makes sense if him and his brothers had a tattoo parlor or like a piercing shop.

Or like a business salesman

He drives a red and black kawasaki ninja 400 .

Maul still has a lot of scars mainly on his abdomen . He got into a lot of streetfights as a kid/ teenager.

He loves to give gift . He generally doesn’t think that people will stick around for just him so he sees it as paying them for their service.

He has a pet reptile a Bibron’s Coral Snake . Because he finds them cool .( he ended up in the hospital one time because of her)

He hates obi wan because they have a work rivalry.( will rend to his lover about this )

Im going to keep it here for now . I have some more but this is long enough

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[salemwolfgang]

hi!! can i please request a teen wolf &/or arcane matchup? whatever’s easier for you! i’m bisexual & use she/her pronouns

for my personality, id say im pretty bubbly and excitable. i’m an isfj & cancer, & i try to look on the bright side and try to listen to/help when they’re sad. im very affectionate with the people im close to, and i tend to cling onto my friends arms and hug them a lot. i love anything soft or cute, especially animals!! im kinda scared of bugs though, but i still always try to take them outside. i get distracted pretty easily, and have a hard time dealing with change. i tend to be a bit bossy and unreasonable when it comes to something i’m interested in. plus i get really moody and irrational sometimes when it comes to something i want (im very stubborn lol). i also really like going for walks, shopping, yoga, gardening, baking (even though i’m dreadfully awful at it), and reading. i try to see the best in everything & everyone, though i can’t really tolerate it if somebody is overly cruel or rude to the people i care about. i have a very “do no harm, take no shit” mentality :)

for my appearance, im 5’1 & have fairly long light brown hair. my eyes are hazel, im fairly pale with a few freckles sitting across my face, & my cheeks are perpetually rosy andjfjjek. my style ranges from pretty soft and girly to a wannabe skater boy (i love the style but alas, it does not love me </3). i really like dressing up even if i’m not going anywhere. i also really like to do makeup, both on myself and others. also since i’m on the shorter side, i like to wear platform shoes since being tall makes me feel cool!

please and thank you!!

<3

Hello! First, I wanna say I’m terribly sorry for the wait! I for some reason never got any of my inbox requests notifications… SO to make up I am lengthening the request response as an apology lol 

But anyways… for your matchup I decided to pair you with one of my personal favorite Arcane characters… Sevika!! First, I love the trope of super soft person x really tough person. I think the clash in your more softer personality and her more tougher one would honestly work really well.

I think the two of you would’ve met when she was doing a general walk through of Zaun. She was just checking the areas out and looking for anyone overally suspicious when she heard a loud scream coming from any alleyway. She ran over to see what the issue was and found you cowering away from an abnormally large fireflight. You had planned to shoo the thing out of your store when it decided to fly back at you and chase you into a corner. 

Out of pity she smacked the thing away thinking that would solve the “issue”. But was surprised when you yelled at her for doing such. “Just because I was scared of it doens’t mean it was intentionally scaring me!” She was honestly taken aback by your reaction and found herself intrigued by you. After you scolded her some more she apologized in typical Sevika way - quickly to ignore her being “in the wrong” - and ended up escorting you back to your shop. To ensure no bugs got to you of course. Not because she wanted to know where you worked or needed an excuse to talk to you… definitely

After your initial encounter Sevika began to come to your shop frequently, even when she wasn’t supposed to be on this route of Zaun. She always found a way though. As the two of you chatted she grew to like your personality and how soft and kind you could be one minute but as soon as you needed her to do something or she got to mean, you were on her heel! She loved to help you around your shop and on the days you had off you found yourself walking along with her through her routes of Zaun. Of course she would purposefully walk the less dangerous ones or take you only on ones that didn’t involve her “business affiliations�� but it was enjoyed nonetheless. 

After the two of you had become official you spent any time you had free with her, while she worked out you would attempt to make some reward treats - which she argued defeated the purpose of working out but you didn’t care. Or you would do yoga alongside her and when she joined you would help her stretch to relieve her muscles and the knots formed from her stressful job. She was a complete sweetheart behind closed doors and loved the physical attention you gave her when it was just the two of you. She wasn’t initially used to the attention and affection you gave away to loved ones but she came to love it and tried her best to give back the love in her own little ways! One such instance was when she smuggled in some seeds from the top side’s gardens to gift to you so your little garden you had hidden away in your home could grow new things and you spent days smothering her in love to show your appreciation.

[zizbombs]

Russian Caravan Liveblog - Arc 1

I promised and I shall deliver. This is my overview of arc 1, the Luminous Center Cult arc. For those who don't know what Russian Caravan it is, it is a rather long wormfic with a sweeping AU and lots of eldritch horror. Probably the best wormfic ever (no glaze).

Anyway, let's get into it.

So, arc 1 was good. It was slower paced at the beginning, but thats generally how the wheel turns with each arc. They kind of follow certain phases of >inciting incident>research phase>gathering resources>confrontation. Not to say it sticks to this pattern 100% or that it isn't enjoyable, cause it is, but it had excellent characterization throughout while it got it's wheels spinning which keeps it enjoyable.

It all starts with Taylor fleeing into one unassuming tea shop, ran by the man, the myth, the cyclops, motherfuckin Turk.

I love this guy-outstanding OC. no nonsense badass motherfucker and is a terribly good influence on Taylor.

God i've missed you Turk.

Turk is a retired merc who worked for PMCs practically fucking everywhere. He's tacturn to put it lightly, and can communicate entirely through looks with varying degrees of sternness. He's also a fucking badass.

Taylor and Turk quickly build rapport while Taylor ends up kickin it with him in his tea shop after or during school. Some well placed Turk advice ends up tilting Taylor's world view to the left, for the good I'd say. Especially with the AU changes. What is it? Essentially, give up on Brockton. Taylor in canon cares so much about Brockton. It's her home, and well, what else is she gonna defend right? As demonstrated in the amy undersiders wog, she just refuses to leave the bay and wants to make something out of it, even if it's ruins. It's obsessive, and she really doesn't know when to quit.

Perks of having a wise mentor character that she would actually listen to though, means that it kinda fades out. She's given up on the place, focusing more on herself. In a setting like RC, it's only for the best.

This passage really speaks for itself. like fuck man, bleak

What a shitshow indeed.

Despite a lot of the earlier arcs in RC happening in the bay or revolving around it, the world of RC just feels so much bigger than brockton. Maybe it's the constant stories of Turk and Ahab's adventures in timbuktu, or the fact that they actually take trips outside of it, but damn, it's refreshing as all fuck.

Shit just be happening in other places, it's great

Even from the first arc, it just feels so open, it's hard to explain. Maybe im only feeling that cause i've read it before, but i think i remember feeling similar as I read it before.

Anywho, more PMC lore from Turk. If Reaving hasn't played Metro, Stalker or been on /k/ frequently i'd eat my hat. It's all really interesting, and I love the stories to death. Also, more AU hints.

That gun control shit? more of a suggestion than a guideline here. Atleast outside of America. PMC's tangle with parahumans constantly. Be it funded by governments to get rid of parahuman warlords or gangs or whatnot. I imagine that also happened in real worm, but combat implant and to a lesser extent general technology is much more advanced in RC. plenty of mercs have combat implants that dope them up in combat or what not. Turk has a USB in his eye socket. It gives them a better fighting chance, though only with extensive planning. Parahumans are unfair like that.

Also, Ahab.

Oh Ahab how I love you. RC try to make a bad OC character challenge (impossible). Ahab is one of Turk's PMC buddies, and as she likes to proclaim at every instance, a descendant of Alexander the Great. Also, she's a leper lmao.

While Taylor and Turk are more slow and methodical, Ahab injects some much needed energy into the group. mainly by being one of the only ones with a more dynamic sense of humor. She's extremely loud and annoying in a good way, and also starts hanging around the shop and bonding with taylor. She also teaches her how to skin animals and other cool stuff. Wine aunt.

After the main trio gets introduced, we finally get the first plot hook of the story: The disappearance of Julia, one of her classmates.

Julia disappears under mysterious circumstances, and is currently being investigated by my beautiful wife who can beat the shit out of me, Officer Sanagi.

Sanagi is hilarious. The only thing that comes to mind to explain her is fem accord except instead of making elaborate death traps she just beats the shit out of people.

In typical taylor fashion, she sees all of this and immediately wants to investigate the cult because taylor lmao. its enrichment for her to solve problems no one was asking her to solve. First sighting of CHOREI!! ^_^

In my notes i screenshotted this bit

nothing much else to add except stuff like this is constantly being mentioned off hand. its great

Anywho, taylor manages to convince the gang to raid the luminous center cult. This is a problem for a few reasons. 1, there is a very angry immortal centipede nun who lives there, and 2. QA really doesn't like controlling them.

RC will be fucking around 1 moment then deliver a fantastic eldritch horror excerpt the next:

if you didn't pick up on the fact that this isn't your average worm crossover, now is the time.

Holy fuck that is so cool

The gang flees after this, and Taylor is now dealing with her first run in with madness.

I really like how madness is depicted in rc. It's not like oooh scary eyes i kill everyone now, there's a more consistent line of logic than that. Taylor feels bugs inside of her. she knows there aren't, but she stills feels them inside of her.

She feels them in her gut, she feels if she eats the larvae will feast on the food and grow, she feels unclean.

She doesn't eat, she drinks scorching water rid of impurities to clean herself.

This entire short story from Ahab is amazing, but I love the final lines. It fucked with her perception. Everything was the same, the plate, the knife, the table, her hand. It's all the same. It's all matter, all atoms. The totems warp your perception, either by showing you things you shouldn't or blurring lines that need to exist for a human to function.

Did i mention sanagi was also at the luminous center too? She's apart of the gang now, officially. Its helpful to have a member of the BBPD to aid with amateur investigations. Officially, the gang is in the research phase of the arc now.

As previously mentioned above, the research phase is when the characters go and pursue leads relating to the current villain of the arc. Taylor reaches out to college professors her mom knew to research more about japanese centipede cults, Ahab pays for someone to translate a book she found at the luminous center, Turk analyzes the footage he captured with a camera in his eyesocket while sanagi persues some leads herself.

It gives insight into a character's decision making process, gives them screen time and also it's just plain fun. All the history and research is very competently done-it's just fun to learn about it.

Anyway, sanagi and taylor who's trying extremely hard to impress her go and investigate one Brent Denueve, a person of interest linked back to Julia. Also, apart of the Merchants.

They visit his apartment, and sanagi roasts the fuck out of taylor's fit in the elevator for some reason.

They investigate, gathering clues and find out exactly how weird Brent Denueve's apartment is.

Not only is it a space time anomaly, but everyone in the premise slowly starts to turn into Brent Denueve.

taylor and sanagi peel the fuck out of dodge, and i have to say the whole mental aspect of them slowly getting turned into brent was done really well as per usual (no glaze).

There's a lot of plotting on how to deal with chorei, and sanagi ends up going to lung with the footage of her, cutting her finger off to get lung to believe her, then sicking lung on her. In the insuing chaos, they manage to bait chorei into Brent Denueve's apartment before she can invest lung with her eggs, thus ending the arc.

So, first arc done.

For this second time around, I distinctly remember there being a lot of references that flew over my head, so i want to try to catch more of them on this pass through. if anyone can shed light on some of them it would be greatly appreciated. I think frenzied flame is from elden ring and grafting is from sekiro (?). Not completely sure.

Also, the vibes are just as immaculate as I remember. It feels like everything has a grey film over it, and i can just imagine the skies being overcast 24/7. Yet it feels like the characters are at the start of a road trip. its so open and freeing.

The characters are all good, and Arch is gonna join the party soon which I can't wait for. I love how before Victoria joins the main party it really is just this teenager hanging out with a bunch of grown ass people and they still all see her as the leader.

Turk is a softie at heart, Sanagi is fem accord and babysitting this teenager, taylor is incredibly true to canon in the sense that she cannot help herself and physically has to throw herself face first into problems and ahab is ahab.

as per usual, rc is peak fiction

[coochie-sniffer3000]

generic silent protagonist in a top down or over the shoulder free roaming game of your choosing, but they have intrusive thoughts. game has npc and environment interaction but sometimes instead of “close window” when you want to interact it’s “jump through”

no lead up it’s just apparent this is part of you immediately. hanging out with a girl you want to up your friendship with and she says “hey stay here and watch my bag please?” but noo mr protag can’t do that he has to wait for 2 minutes and struggle not to press y to riffle through her bag and take 20 dollars

everything is optional. and it’s everywhere. shopping for supplies and a “steal” button appears right next to the “buy” button. and it’s just for “pack of bubble gum”. you switch to the one below it (no steal) and back up and it still says “steal” beside it. mc just wants Pack of Bubble Gum so fucking bad. and then later you’re out at town because one of your teammates wanted to bond with you and you think yeah, i’ve been lacking stats when it comes to him. but then you’re there at the wendy’s you said you’d meet up in and the attack button showed up at some point in the overworld and you can just. punch people. and you just have to stand there talking about exams with this guy resisting the urge to punch him in the face even with the little icon over their head 24/7

and it’s not just the environment, it shows up in interactions too. when you chat, you have options to respond with. there are multiple to choose from but at a chance something that could get you in a lot of trouble could show up mixed in with the rest of the responses. sometimes ALL the responses are so genuinely terrible you have to wait out a timed response window and get an “uhhhh ok 😅” response to not ruin one of your hard earned relationships.

for the most part the base options for everything are consistent and typical, but the impulse options add a lot of polarization to the mix. it all seems linear enough but actually you can skip entire party members by destroying your relationships with them early on. you can end up with way better stats or items by doing something mc typically wouldn’t have done. oh uh. the way im phrasing this kind of sounds like mc is his own guy and YOURE his intrusive thoughts. hmm *taps mic* is this thing even on

[rinnsverse]

COFFEE: special.02 — fun facts

COFFEE: tim drake x gn!reader

SYNOPSIS: Tim meets a barista that gives him what he needed most �� a large coffee with way to many shots of espresso. Though what happens when just a single action changes the other's life, forever?

coffee master list

assuming you have gone through the whole of my coffee smau — here’s some things that you might’ve not known, my headcanons, and external info

PLAYLIST: coffee — i made a playlist that i think fit this smau or just tim in general, so feel free to listen

coffee pg.00 was originally meant to just be a one-shot but I had the bright idea to turn it into a smau since I had been really interested in them at the time and I had already created the main casts profiles so i saw no reason to not go through with it

originally reader was supposed to be adopted and have 2 moms but I didn’t know if you guys would necessarily want that or how relatable that would be so I scrapped it and went with unnamed overbearing mother and father

i actually had this idea back in December of 2022 and meant to post it on wattpad yes ik laugh at me but i didn’t have the guts to do so and I already had a lot of unfinished work that will remain unfinished

this smau also sprouted up bcuz i had gotten back into the dc rabbit hole bcuz of this goddamn site

I had also originally planned for reader to give Tim a sticky note attached to his coffee that said something along the lines of: “Good luck with whatever you need 8 shots of espresso for :)” but I for some reason didn’t so the special note at the end of the pages didn’t rlly make any sense

tim might be a genius but he has a terrible sense of direction which is multiplied tenfold when he’s sleep deprived, hence why he almost dropped you off at the wrong apartment once — pg.04

duke being readers bsf happened cuz i personally believe duke deserves more content about him

duke also always somehow manages to be the messenger bird whenever both you and tim have a fight given how tim's first resort is the silent treatment and you're petty enough to give it back so the most the two of you ever communicate during that time is through duke — pg.15

on that same note harley has become your couple counselor which always manages to become awkward due to the sole fact tim is trying his best to subtly glare at harley since she has repeatedly tried to break his kneecaps when he was on red robin duty; again, petty

this was written by a person who has never worked at a coffee shop before so if you see and inaccuracies and have worked at one, feel free to call me out on it — not so i can fix, but bcuz i find my mistakes hilarious dont ask why, i just do

i still struggle on how i format the titles of the pages and always have to look back on my previous posts to remember how i typed things out

i also suck at developing feelings and crushes with characters so if it seems rushed or sucks that will be my one and only excuse given the fact that i find it extremely hard to even gain a crush irl

nothing was proofread

tims favorite taylor swift album is evermore i may or may not make seperate headcanons about that later

planning on posting a wattpad version of this fic sometime this year, i am still debating on starting an ao3 acc since the only thing i ever do on there is simply just read fics and im not sure if i like/understand ao3's format enough to start tho

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[the-last-thread-of-my-sanity]

What about rings? What type of engagement ring will Annie have? I think Armin is pretty comfortable/ wealthy after years of being years chief ambassador and commander so im interested what type of ring he’ll pick!!

Hey anon! So your ring question gave me an idea that I then had to ponder lol

So for one thing- I agree. I think Armin and Annie are well-off financially after all this. I picture them having an elevated status in the world and that it takes quite a while for both of them (all the ambassadors really) to get used to it.

Like maybe they are set up with a nice house but they take a couple of years to furnish it bc… what more could they need other than beds and maybe a desk?

But they eventually learn how to rub elbows with the other wealthy diplomats they’re acquainted with.

When it comes to Armin proposing to Annie, I think he’s going to do it in the most sentimental way possible. I think he’s someone who will go shopping for rings months- maybe even years- in advance until he finds the perfect one.

I see him buying Annie jewelry as a gift in general semi-frequently. He seems to me like if money was no object, he would be a ‘I saw it and thought of you’ kind of guy. The same way he would pick her flowers or buy her snacks as a cadet…

But he still thinks of Annie’s needs first- maybe he buys her a nice dainty gold watch because she’s always asking him for the time. And then he buys her a pearl studded hair clip when he sees her brushing her hair over her ear constantly while she’s trying to work.

So when it comes to rings- he’s not only thinking about what reminds him of Annie, but also what’s best for her. It needs to be practical enough for her to wear, but still elegant enough that she knows he spent time selecting it.

So- the detail I was specifically pondering… what if Armin finds a diamond cut to look like Annie’s crystal? And I was debating with myself if that would be too cheesy or maybe even morbid- but the more I think about it… it’s kind of sweet.

The crystal served as a terrible memory for Annie- but to Armin it’s also the thing he would gaze upon for hours as he poured out his longing to her.

Now instead of the crystal being a reminder of something painful- she can wear it as a testament to Armin’s devotion to her. That he never gave up on seeing her again.

And now it also serves as a promise- that he’ll love and protect her no matter what happens.

And since we’re still in that ‘art deco’ kind of era (and these are trending again now apparently?) I picture it would have to be a marquis cut with a bezel setting… something like this maybe?

Not only do bezel settings not sit super high- but they also have this simple elegance to them.

Thanks for your question anon! It was fun to think about!

[lucidl0ser]

possible jjk matchup? any gender is fine 😋

anyways onto my self-absorbed yapping…

im a girl, and an only child. id consider myself an omnivert- when im extroverted im very outgoing and like to socialize people, when im alone I literally dont wanna talk to anyone. so its weird cuz i think im quite an introspective person and was kinda a depressed kid that suffered from being forced to mature way faster than all my peers. tho i think ive become more…kid like as ive grown up? lkke im more silly and i can be super immature (this is my extroverted side i think). i have late diagnosed SEVERE adhd and i think im a smart person which leads me to constantly searching for niche topics and issues to learn about or hobbies to hyperfixate on before i get bored and move on. jack of all trades, master of none kinda thing. i have terrible fucking working memory and despise waiting in lines so badly it hurts (lowkey no patience in general)

i love pissing people off sometimes idk it’s so funny to me also embarrassing my friends in public and i LOVE to laugh like ill laugh at literally anything. i think i can be honest to a fault and sometimes i have to force myself to keep my mouth shut bc if I open it neither me nor the other person is gonna know what might come out 😭 (ive learned the hard way)

ive been compared to gojo, yato from noragami, and both ranpo and dazai from bsd. …as well as Kafka irl? idk.

im a goth i love everything controversial and taboo though i have very strong morals and values (super opinionated in general) that i never compromise and i like to argue or debate (sometimes for intellectual purposes other times bc i just wanna see the other person crash out). ive been accused of witchcraft three times in my life which isn’t a lot but its kinda weird it happened three times. im lowkey a shopaholic and i LOVE anything beauty related (perfumes, makeup, skincare, clothes, jewelry, etc.) and tbh anything pretty in general?? i was born for aesthetics and luxuries lowkey…

i also love ornamental tattoos and artwork in any form ever as well as animals!

I am super sick so this was written by my friend once more! Thank you so much for writing this and I hope you enjoy!!

You got...

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Nobara Kujisaki!

•You and Nobara would be inseparable. You both know what's really important in life: looking cute, little treats and getting the last word in an argument. The two of you are olympic level chatterboxes, and you bounce off of eachother. It's like a particle accelerator, you crack eachother up and get so animated and boisterous that GOJO has to separate you two during class time. To the outside observer, your exchanges sometimes seem like animosity, since Nobara’s got a fiery temper and you like to rile people up. And while you do sometimes have blazing lover’s rows when your strong personalities clash, most of the time you two are just having fun.

•Nobara is an amazing shopping partner. She’s not goth, but she loves the style on you, and she has a sixth sense for what will suit you before you even try it on. If you wanted to introduce her to some more alt styles, she'd be open to it. Whenever you tell her she looks pretty, she tries to act aloof, but she can't disguise her slight blush that belies how much she appreciates your praise. She loves wearing matching couple outfits with you when you two go windowshopping.

•She’s also rather protective. Having lost a friend to bullying and unfair prejudice, she’s very outspoken on your behalf, perhaps even to slights that she only perceived. When some curmudgeon sneers at your goth fashion, or maybe just looks at you weird, she's on the warpath. No one insults her lovely girlfriend’s fashion choice. Is that idiot blind??? If your strong sense of justice has you caught in an argument with someone, she’s got your back, and you have hers. Woe betide any curse that injures one of you.

•Overall, the two of you can always rely on each other, whether it’s for a good laugh or a life and death scenario. There's no one else she’d rather tackle the trials and tribulations of life with.

[withlove-xixi]

rank hottness levels of majima in each game/phase Now!! (pls....)

/ suggestive (its nothing bad)

ok im ngl im not entirely familiar w all the games but im ranking the ones i have seen but they're basically more or less only my favorites

anyway i'm starting w one of my all-time favorites ... my beloved goromi!!

seeing him like this makes me feel things i didnt know i can feel. is it the lesbianism in my brain is making some sort of connection? is it because his little date w kiryu was silly a hell? is it a secret third thing? i will never know. but i suspect it's because i see him like this and my brain tells me that is a woman and my lesbian instincts kick in because what purpose was i put on this earth for if not to share my unconditional and infinite love to every woman that has ever existed

anyway all i know is goromi is my darling girlfriend .. she reminds me of candy-chan (and in turn, ive found similarities between sanji and majima im certain are mostly delusions) and i want to go shopping with her and spoil her with sweets, as i want to do with every woman ever

next is 24-hour prince majima .. but specifically from like a pirate (or whatever its called)

something about him tickles me in the head (it's the hair) like hey boy, hey guy ... do you need a housewife ... ? LIKE THE JUXTAPOSITION OF HOW HE LOOKS NOW IN THE MV (?) COMPARED TO IN Y0 IS SO FUCKING INSANE TO ME. DEAR GOD.

the distant sadness in his eyes and general melancholic maturity about him makes him hot tbh. like wow i want to kiss you on every inch of your skin, i want to soothe your worries with homemade meals and warm baths and kisses between stolen cracks of moonlight, i want to greet you good morning and good night and shower you with spontaneous grand gestures on a random tuesday, i want show you everything that is good in this world and help you understand that it exists within you too.

i like this majima a lot.

h- ... hannya man ... good god ok ... i ... i need time to breathe

i know exactly what appeals to me; it's the fancy tux/suit and the mysterious aura from the mask. wow ... idk its such a drastic shift from his usual silliness ... like wow ... hey. hi. hey. are you free this weekend? do you need anything from me?

idk im just saying, he looks like he'd tell you when to cum then make you clean up the mess or like he'd tie you up and play with you for a bit. and rlly idc, whatever you say handsome~ hehehehehehe~

putting him in because i see him often (because im playing y0) but lord of the night majima and i . hes okay ..

i mean that genuinely too like. he's fine. i get the appeal. i think its the slicked back hair into a tight ponytail that throws me off a bit orz but i .. i like his vibe, or aura as the kids say .. he feels like such a loverboy, like he'd surprise me with random visits and bouquets of flowers, or he'd kiss you very tenderly and slowly, almost gently.

in terms of "i want him." he gets a pass only because he is majima and im in love with him unfortunately (tho i shall see if my thoughts on him change because im on chapter two of y0 and he hasnt even shown up yet)

then of course we have this iconic fit (i picked this photo because he looks so puppy dog here .. wow)

giggling, twirling my hair. hi. hey <3 from an objective perspective, this outfit is kind of ass like ? snake-skin jacket, leather pants and ??? no shirt?? but GOD. unfortunately, its a terrible outfit on an insanely hot forty something year old. i want you. i want you so bad.

and i dont actually know if his hair changes w this outfit, like if its short + undercut then grows a bit longer or not but ive seen pics of him in this fit w longer hair and he looks better like that tbh. also i cant shake off how uncomfortable this outfit looks like that must be so hot to wear .. but again idc im kissing you in the mouth. let's go play at the claw machines in the sega arcades and sing karaoke together and hold hands and kiss and fall asleep next to each other and kiss and get dinner together and take walks in parks and kiss and kiss and kiss and kiss and—

and finally my number majima one is .. !

this specific scene of majima from like a pirate where he does the thing with his finger like AUGHSDGHADNNN!!

the disheveled hair, the smirk, THE WAY HE BECKONS YOU WITH HIS FINGER. good god!! majima was alr my favorite by default because he was a weird ass freak i found funny but THIS? hello sir, daddy even, where is your shirt and do you mind taking off your pants too? qw?e@?w$e?asf?a?!!!@?e!#?!@ HEAHEHHDSHFAEr!~@?#!@!!@!mDFNDFSMA,,,,SDFM

I Need You.

(thank you anon for listening to my tedtalk and for telling me go a bit insane about my silly old man that i want so badly)