#im trying something gimme a break

[thechekhov]

Fuck it - Evolve a guy!

I'm restarting the chain mail trend, but fun instead of annoying.

See this guy?

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Evolve it by:

Copy pasting the image above (reproducing)

Changing ONE detail about the picture (mutation)

Reblogging your new guy, so your followers can evolve it too

[dilfl0v3rss]

restriction

“why you keep playin’ wit me ma?” your hands were held behind your back as ony pounded into you. ass clapping onto his stomach each time he pulled back from penetrating your g spot. you believed you absolutely did NOT deserve this treatment and no matter how much you wanted to scream out to him, you will not be giving your boyfriend the satisfaction of seeing you break. as you continued to defy him, you thought about what got you here in the first place…

papa🫶🏽

‘you got two minutes to get in this car or im da leaving you home’

you roll your eyes at onyankopon’s impatience. how he gon offer to take you to the mall then complain about how long you were taking to get ready? if you knew this was how he was going to act you would’ve declined without hesitation. you were just finishing putting lotion on your body after leaving the shower when you got the text so you decided to just threw on a sundress, cropped jean jacket, and slides so you don’t get left. you had recently gotten a silk press so it made the most sense to just quickly throw your hair up in a ponytail before jetting out of the house.

ony admired you from the drivers seat, licking his lips while staring you up and down. he looked like he wanted to eat you. truth is, he loved seeing you without makeup. the lipgloss and lashes combo always making him so weak, but rest assured he still felt you looked beautiful either way regardless if you had a full face or not. the attitude that was bubbling in you was quickly diminished when you were greeted with his large hand on your neck and a slow kiss on the lips. “ooouuu you look so good mama” ony said as he started playing with your ponytail. he loved how natural you looked. your beautiful skin and hair was making him want to drop all of his plans a take you right now in the driveway. “thank you boo now let’s gooooo” you smiled as ony pulled out and started his journey to the mall.

right when you walked into your first store you realized that you were in such a rush because of ony that you forgot to put on some panties. fear instantly rushed through you as you skimmed through the clothes on the rack, looking behind you to see your boyfriend scrolling through his phone. “you need any help with anything?” you whip your head around to the employee who snatched you from your thought. she was offering her assistance on a dress you were eyeing.

as you spoke to her about sizes you can almost sence your boyfriends stare. being the protective man that he was, ony walked up behind you to listen to what was going on. “yea they’ll both fit but i think this one would fit a little tighter and will help really show off your figure.” the employee said as she pointed to the smaller black dress in your left hand. she insisted that you try them both on anyways to see your yourself.

the fear that was instilled in you was forgotten as you mindlessly walked towards the fitting rooms. your slides clapping onto the floor as you moved. your man loved the way you walked, but he absolutely hated when you dragged your feet like this. the clapping sound so loud in the store making him lift his head from his phone to complain. that was until he realized that something was off about your dress.

your ass always moved when you walked and since you wore thongs often it could be easy to assume that you weren’t wearing underwear when you actually were. but that assumption is always easily debunked when your boyfriend could grab your waist and feel your panties sitting nicely on your hips, so instead of jumping to conclusions he decided that he’d try that first.

“gimme a kiss ‘fore you go in there” ony says with a fake smile as you hang the dresses up on the hook connected to the door. you absentmindedly turn around to give your boyfriend a kiss, mistaking his uncertainty for his regular clingy attitude. as he massaged your hips ony instantly got the answer he was dreading. you had no fucking panties on. it was never really an issue when panties were discarded with other clothes like pajama pants or some baggy sweatpants, but when it came to dresses he always preferred you to wear them. especially since you gave him shit for free balling with sweats so he felt that the least you could do was keep the same energy.

you turned back around to walk into the dressing room when your movements are halted by ony’s hand around your wrist. “you got panties on?” your eyes slightly widened as your memory returned to you. scared shitless that if ony was even the slightest bit suspicious with your answer he’d embarrass you. “mhm” before you can say anything else, you are lightly pushing into the small room, your boyfriend towering over you as he stood in front of the now closed door. “aight lemme see then.” you were done for…

and now you’re here. getting your guts rearranged from behind as your angry boyfriend held your wrists in his hand. “why you keep playin’ wit me ma?” you couldn’t even reply with how deep into you he was hitting. all excuses that were attempted quickly shot down with even harder thrusts. “and don’t blame me again cause puttin’ panties on only take like two seconds” it’s not like you purposely ignored putting on your underwear. you really were in such a hurry that they were forgotten, but ony wasn’t hearing none of that as he picked up his pace, feeding you all eight inches of his dick.

“da-daddyyyy im finna cu-ummm” he didn’t let up one bit as he kept on punishing your pussy. slapping you on the ass with his free hand before sliding it up your back. he gripped the back of your neck. “hold. that. shit.” each word was matched with a hard thrust as your arch deepened. you did as you were told, holding in that release while your pussy clenched around ony’s dick. you were so tight that it was getting harder for him to move around and that irritated him. he competed with your defiance with hard thrusts. “open that shit up ‘fore i really get mad”

“but i c-cant t-take it daddyyy” you whined as you tried to slowly crawl away from him. doing your best to take some of his inches out without the help of your arms. ony immediately caught on and put your other wrist in his free hand. yanking you upward as he thrusted into you so hard you screamed. he pounded into you at a quick pace, head slightly turning to see your tears drip from your face to the sheets. “you gon’ take all dis dick. i don’t give a damn if you pass out. you done when daddy say you done.” you were being absolutely destroyed right now.

your release was getting harder and harder to subdue at this new angle, but you knew if you didn’t hold it now you’d get done much worse later. this was easier said than done though since ony was deciding to whisper dirty words in your ear, hoping you’d defy him again so he can fix you. “shit so wet baby i’m starting to think you actually like pissing me off just so you can get fucked like a slut.” you grew wetter at your boyfriends words, trying your hardest to calm the tight coil in your stomach. ony knew you felt like you didn’t deserve this and he kinda agrees. he wasn’t even really mad that you weren’t wearing panties he was just mad because when he asked you about it you decided i’d be better to lie than come clean. then when you were caught you couldn’t even take responsibility and immediately pushed the blame to him.

“papa please i can’t take itttt” you whine, pulling ony out of his thoughts. he abruptly released your arms, letting you fall to the bed and fix your positioning. during this he kept stroking you roughly. if you weren’t going to say sorry on your own he was just going make you say sorry. ony licked up your back, not stopping until he reached behind your ear. he put both of his hands on the bed near each side of your head, leaning down so he can whisper dirty promises to you. you were ready to burst when you felt his wet tongue dance up your skin. ony knew it would make you weak, deciding to continue by licking and sucking on the back and sides of your neck.

“you like that? yea you do mama, i can feel you squeezin’ me” he was breaking you down. the strong defiance you once had was getting fucked right out of you and there was nothing you can do to stop it. well nothing you can do but apologize. “tell daddy you sorry mama. y’know ion play that shit” his deep voice sent shivers down your spine as he continued to stroke you to perfection. your walls fluttered around his thick dick as you felt your release begin to approach. “please pa it’s too much….m’gonna cummm” you ignored what he said, hoping he’d just let you cum. your whines fell on deaf ears as ony kept pounding into you, his plump brown lips kissing and licking all over your shoulder and neck as he waited for you to say what he wanted to hear.

your release was on the tip of your tongue now, the veins on his dick rubbing you perfectly as you began to try to fuck yourself back on him. every time you did this ony knew you were on the brink of a hard orgasm, the slick from your pussy only increasing as your g spot only needed a few more touches for you to reach heaven. a small smirk grew on your man’s face as he began stroking you so hard you saw stars. you were really being a brat today which he didn’t have the time for. if you really weren’t going to say sorry this way then he was going to use an even better punishment for you. your mouth opening in a silent scream as you gripped the sheets as tight as you can. the feeling of your sensitive clit rubbing the sheets as well as your entrance being fed deep strokes made your pretty brown eyes roll. your release was right there, on the tip of your tongue and all you needed was a little more to reach your end, but then it was gone…

ony stilled right inside of you, his heavy breathing chest making the both of your bodies move as you felt him shoot his thick ropes of cum into you “fuckkk mama….so tight” he groaned, rubbing his orgasm in your face before giving you a few more strokes and pulling out. a loud whine flew from your throat as you quickly reached behind you for his arm, trying and failing to get him to enter back inside of you. “daddy waittt m’so close” ony did nothing but laugh, getting off the bed before going towards the bathroom to run himself a shower.

“if you can’t apologize then i can’t fuck you. ima give you two weeks to get it together before i fuck you again”

[icarusredwings]

Two shots

Nsfw

Thinking about them just being guys the first couple of nights and getting to the point in their drinking session when things get way too tense for just "bros being bros". Wade is over here, beer between his legs and visually, with his hands, talking about how much he adores eating pussy (cause ofc he is) all while Logan's sitting here with his whiskey, swallowing almost uncomfortably.

"Oh sorry, I guess thats kinda weird to talk about huh? My bad."

"No.. It's alright... keep going."

"What?"

"Yeah.. f-finish your story.."

"Okay? If you say so. So theres this thing I like to do and it's really fun too because well- when I had hair it was better but I still kinda like that she scratches me now."

Logan shifts on the couch, almost squirming, keeping his legs together, holding his bottle a bit too tight. ".....you like being scratched?"

Wade shrugs "Yeaah. See the thing is a lot of people think it's cause the mutation and the healing factor- But no one ever talks about how upsetting it is to get a good clawing and none of them stick.. feels like im cheating or something."

"C-cheating?" He squeezes his legs together, pulling them up onto the couch, leaning further into the arm rest.

"Yea, cause you know? Well, I guess you don't know. You've always healed. Ah, that must suck... not being able to walk around all prideful with your scratches and hickeys. I miss it." He takes another drink. "I really do.. it's not fair.. I should be able to wear them like medals."

Logan bites his lip a bit, trying to keep his thoughts from turning into words. "Yeah..."

"And another thing- She does this thing where she'll smash my head like a watermelon. It's the best feeling. All the preasure. The scents and tastes. And then she'll pet my head and ugh fuck. She's just.." He closes his eyes, making a 'perfection' sign with his fingers and shakes his head with a sort of graditute. Like a food critic who finally found a dish they enjoyed. "A delicacy. I don't think I could ever find anything like that again.. or.. maybe it's just this talkin." He mumbles, looking at his bottle that somehow was empty already.

"I could try." He says, suddenly biting his tongue. Shit. This is exactly why he wasn't allowed to talk after his third bottle.

"T-try to find you a date I mean.."

Wade's eyes widden a bit, smirking and laughed. "Psshh yeah! Good save there. For a second I thought.." he pauses, like giving up on a deam, waving a hand. "Nah.. nevermind.."

Logan stares. God, what was wrong with him? Was he really about to let the first loser that was nice to him fuck him on a blood stained couch?

"Mhh, that reminds me. I got a thing tomarrow."

Watching Wade stand up, panic rises through his spine. "Wait!"

Collecting the empty bottles, Wade turns. "Yeah?"

"W-what... what kind do you like? D-do they have to be strippers?" He asks, making Wade laugh, walking to the kitchen to throw the bottles away and grab a soda from the fridge. "No definitely not. I think I only want one stripper in my life. Man, though if your asking I think strong chicks really do it for me. Hey, Or dudes. Or.. anyone really. Anyone that can handle this face ykno-"

He turns, seeing that Logan had pulled his jeans down, the throbbing heat a present that Wade wasn't expecting to get tonight.

"Like this?"

The tab breaks off from the can and explodes, quickly bubbling up an over the side of the can. "Shit- shit shit shit- Gimme. Second! I-ill be right there just- fuck! Stupid cheap son of a bitch." He curses at the can, scrambling to take it to the sink.

Logan smiles, a soft chuckle coming up out of his throat, shifting to take the rest of his jeans off, letting everything hang out.

Coming back, Wade wipes his hands on his shirt, eyes lighting up at the sight with such a stupid grin. "Oh my god. Yeah. Yeah that- that is gorgeous. YOU are gorgeous." For a moment all he does is gesture and admire the sight, biting his fist. His pjs get a bit tighter as he swallows. "Shit peanut. Your packin!" He says and Logan blushes, reaching for him.

Letting himself get pulled down, he's so grateful for the kiss, being sure to keep his hand up on the couch until told otherwise. Tilting his head a bit, Logan reached a bit more, trying to tug his shirt off, only to frown when Wade pulls away.

"Ohhh fucking hell." He breathes, pulling his lips to his forehead, now moving his hands to hold his cheeks. Logan smiles softly but has such a large look of confusion. What was happening? Why did he pull away?

"Look at me." He says, connecting their foreheads together as he stares at him. "Thank you, But you have had way too much to drink for that, tonight."

Logan frowns, feeling a little rejected, but it was probably just the alchool. "It was only two shots.."

Wade giggles, kissing his cheek again. "Yeah sure. Of vodka right?" He jokes, but Logan blinks, not understanding. "No.. its Whiskey."

"Uh huh. Two BOTTLES of whiskey, my sweet honey badger. Not shots."

"Same thing." He grabs his arm, trailing his hand down to his and places it on his upper thigh.

"Hey- woah. No no no." Wade takes the hand away. "Litsen to me. That-" he gestures, Hovering a hand a good 4 inches from the hot seeping skin. "That beautiful mess is mine in the mornin'. If you still want too that is.."

" 'mine'?"

He nods. "Yeah. Mine. But not until mornin' Mkay? We'll have a big talk and I'll spell my full name with my tongue. Until then, you need to sleep."

"B-but you said you're busy tomarrow."

"I'll cancel it. I'll wait, Logan. We can take as long as you want."

The man frowns as Wade pulls away, watching him head for the bedroom. "...but I want too now."

"I know, sweetpea, but contrary to people's belief, Deadpool doesn't roll that way. Now I'm not a monster, so what kinda toys do you want? They're all sanitized, so don't worry. How big you want? I got little ones, medium, massive ones. Pick your poison, babe"

Logan thinks for a moment, smirking. "How big is yours?"

Wade glances at him, swallowing and made a "mmmh.." noise as if both turned on, impressed, and thinking, putting his fist to his mouth. The pjs were tighter now. "Fuck, Now don't go saying all that, honey or we'll both do something we'll regret. Like I said. In about 6- eh maybe 8ish hours I will GLADLY have you for breakfast. But you know what they say about 3 am. And I want you to know you mean more than that to me." He says all this using his hands to gesture everything.

Logan watches as he goes into the room, rumaging through some things. What about 3 am? Was it really that late? Why did the time change anything?

Coming back, Wade tossed him a small bottle of lube, a pink suction 5 inch, and a vibrator. "I'll call Nessy tomorrow and ask her what kind of strap would fit you, and if you want, I'll pick it up on the way home."

He almost jolts when there's a fusia colored dick thrown at him, looking up at him with such big eyes. "You're really leaving me here..? But I thought..." There's a whine at the end of the sentence, as if Wade told him he was gross and would never sleep with him and abandoning him.

"Peanut.." he steps closer, crouching to his level, hands together. "I'm not leaving you. I'm going right in that room over there and gonna get farted on by an old woman while I sleep, which is gonna be super hard now (ha- thats what she said) but I swear to marvel jesus that in the morning, Im gonna eat the shit out of that man pussy. Understand?"

Logan blushes, nodding softly, the eyes wet from the not so happy thoughts.

"Good. Now. Imma walk away before your big sad puppy eyes change my mind. Like seriously. Put those things away. Who are you? Puss in boots? God damn. Who said you're allowed to be this cute, huh?"

"...'m not cute.." He says, eyeing the toys with a disappointing pout.

"Keep tellin' yourself that sweetheart." Wade coes, finally disappearing into the bedroom, the snoring woman inside making him sigh. Now... how the fuck was he going to sleep knowing there was a horny Wolverine out there that had a whole feast for him to devour?

Not well.. I'll tell you that right now..

[futbol16]

Nothing is Going Well  • England Lionesses

Requests:  im sooooo loving the keira leah and georgia trio 😍😍😍😍 could I request a oneshot where the three have grown into Y/N’s older sisters and best friends. In their next game Y/N gets left bloody like Melanie Leupolz during the Chelsea match. Except this time the three see that the injury is much worse as Y/N is unresponsive, their favorite player who was happily playing with them 20 minutes ago now in danger

could you write something with leah keira and georgia being like big sisters to R? and like teasing her but also being very protective of her? thank you love your works

Word count: 4k

“GEE!!” a shriek accompanied by loud giggles echo through the corridors of the stadium and many of your teammates look back at the source of the sound. You’re running past Alex, a cookie in your hand and giggling like a maniac as you attempt to run away from Georgia who is chasing you.

“GIMME BACK MY COOKIE!” her booming voice only makes you throw your head back as you swerve in and out through the line of teammates filing into the stadium’s changing room. Georgia can’t help it anymore as she also breaks out in fits of giggles, her arms outstretched towards you as you just manage to slip away from her. 

The girls amusedly watch the two of you running around and they chuckle as you slip and fall on your bottom, Georgia crashing onto the ground too. You let out a loud groan as Georgia snatches the cookie back from you and in the same move she shoves the whole thing in her mouth. 

“Crackheads, those two, absolute crackheads.” Leah points to behind her as she grins at the camera, shooting it a cheeky wink that makes the cameraman laugh as he captures the England Lionesses arriving at the Brentford Community Stadium.

Georgia sticks her tongue out at you and you pout at her silliness, arms crossing over your chest. The brunette in front of you laughs at you and you look to the redhead approaching for help.

“Kie, Gee is being mean!”

“AM NOT!” she protests as Keira pulls you off the ground before throwing an arm around your shoulders. 

“Let’s go girls. Warm ups start soon.” she nods towards the changing room where most of your teammates are waiting and Georgia ruffles your hair before skipping off. You grumble as you try to fix your hair but Keira poking at your cheek makes you look at her. Upon doing so you’re met with a cookie in your face and a cheeky smile on her face as you take it from her. 

“Shh, don’t tell Gee” she winks at you and you hug her waist as the two of you enter the changing room, your mouth full.

Leah, Keira and Georgia have become your best mates in the England camps and you cherished your friendship with them very much. You were much younger than the other three, standing at a rough 19 years of age and they instantly took you under their wings when you made your debut for the national team earlier this year. The trio had unofficially adopted you as their younger sister which they had been teased for by the other girls but they would only smile at their words as they’d pull you into their side and ruffle your hair, saying something about how you were ‘the team baby’. 

 All four of you played in different positions with Leah all the way back in defense, Kei and Georgia as the midfielders and you upfront as a forward. You had only recently made a name for yourself but it didn’t take long for you to become a fan favorite.

You grew up playing for Arsenal’s youth teams and despite being moved to the first team a year ago, you hadn’t had the chance to show just how good you were. The tragic injuries of Mead and Miedema had forced Jonas to experiment with his other players though, giving you, Frida, and Stina more game time, which had proved to be the right decision. Within two months you went from a last minute substitute to a constant starter and being recognized as the young star of the Reds. 

Leah had watched you excel on the field since your very first few minutes of your debut and she felt immense pride when you got your first start. She’s still in absolute awe of your talent every time you step on the field and she has kept you close to her at Arsenal too. She was one of your favorite people and you had even been on vacation with her family. Her mother often jokes that you’ve officially become a Williamson. 

Jonas knew that if it weren’t for ‘the main force at the front’ - referring to the team’s three goalscorers - he wouldn’t know what to do since Arsenal had been cursed with so many injuries. Similarly to your debut for the reds, you got your debut for the England Lionesses because of the number of injured players as well. 

Sarina had kept an eye on you all of last season and as an Arsenal fan herself she was excited to see what you would bring to the team. She had instantly put you in the starting line up, which was shocking to not only the fans but you as well. Nonetheless, you didn’t disappoint as you served two assists in the same match and then being named the player of the match. You only got better after and it was a no brainer for Sarina to have you play in the final of the Finalissima. 

Your journey had only just begun and you were already suspected to be a future Ballon D’or winner. Keira loved to remind you of this and since joining Barca she has frequently brought your name up to Alexia Putellas. When she first mentioned your name Alexia had confirmed that she knew about you and would love to meet you, gaining you a face time that Kei had arranged with one of your idols. 

You stand by the sidelines with Leah behind you, her arms around your shoulders as the two of you watch the girls start warming up. Your fingers curl around the blonde’s forearms as you lean back into her, finding safety in her arms. 

“You ready for this game?” she leans down to whisper to you and your eyes scan over the Australian players as you nod.

“Yeah” you pause as you spot Steph waving at the two of you and you wave back at her with a wide smile. You loved Steph and you had great chemistry on the field. “I’ve never played Australia before.” 

Leah tightens her hold on you as she presses a kiss to the top of your head. 

“But it’s going to be fine and you’ll be great. Besides, it’s only a friendly so just in case you panic, remember that.” she tells you, knowing how much pressure you felt and your need to prove your worth to England. You nod again as you look up at her smiling.

“You too Lee.” you tell her seriously. Just like her, you also knew about the stress she was experiencing especially as captain. 

“Yeah” she assures you before Georgia and Keira come bouncing over. 

“Come on Y/N warm up with me!” Leah shoots the brunette a look as she brings you even closer to her, refusing to let go of you.

“You’ve had her for long enough! It’s our turn now!” the midfielder demands, ball in hand as she tries to tempt you with it. “Come Y/N, follow the ball”

“Gee she’s not a dog!” Keira laughs at her and you untangle yourself from Leah’s hold. She gives you a hurt look, dramatically slapping a hand against her chest and you giggle at her antics.

“I’ll be back but you go with Kei, okay?” you negotiate with the two while Georgia is shouting at you from a distance as she urges you to hurry up. They nod at you as you walk away from them and Leah leans into her best friend’s side.

“She should come to Barca” 

“Aww Kei don’t start” the blonde jokes as she throws her head back, smacking at her friend’s shoulder. 

“What? Jonatan already has his eyes on her. She’d fit right in.” she explains to Leah who nods, understanding. Leah knows you’re bound to join the club sooner or later in spite of being a die hard Arsenal fan, but it would be a great move for your career…somewhere down the line. 

“But Arsenal needs her more” she points out. Keira is about to open her mouth to interrupt again and tell her that Jonas won’t give you or any of this season’s players minutes once his main strikers are back, but Leah cuts her off. “Let’s go warm up, we’ve only got a few more minutes and Sarina won’t be happy with us.” 

You start on the bench for this game, which you don’t mind because it gives you more time to observe the Australians playing style before you would be substituted in. It’s clear from early on that Sarina’s new line up isn’t working as well as she had hoped. Leah and Esme can’t seem to connect in the defense, Millie is obviously greatly missed from there and every shot on goal is either wide or offside. Despite this, England still manages to keep more possession of the ball, but you worry that won’t mean much if you can’t get a goal out of it. 

If the number of injuries wasn’t enough, another is added to the tally in minute 28, but thankfully nothing serious as Lauren is subbed off for you. Sarina’s hand remains on your shoulder as you wait for Lauren to get to the sidelines, a silent encouragement that she has faith in you to change the game. 

On your run to your position you get pats on the back from Georgia and Keira, both throwing a word of encouragement after you. You slowly exhale as you look over the opposition and your eyes connect with another pair of eyes. You look away as you feel a wave of anxiousness crash over you and you focus back on the game at hand as the match is resumed. 

“Come on Y/N” you mutter under your breath, eyes trained on the ball. 

All it takes is one chance. And Kerr proves that to you as she runs after the ball, hot on Leah’s tail. Leah heads the ball down for Mary but it unfortunately bounces before she can catch it in her gloved hands and Kerr’s foot has already connected with the ball. It’s a goal for Australia. 

Leah walks back with her head hung low as she wipes at her forehead, disappointed in herself. While the Matildas celebrate you take the time to jog to your friend who has turned into an older sister.

“It’s a friendly, Lee. Remember that. You’ve been doing great” you assure her as you squeeze her fingers and she sniffles when she gives you an unsure smile. You nod back at her, telling her to believe you. 

“As long as we have you on the field, I’m not overly worried” she uses flattery as a distraction from her mistake but you see right through it. 

“We’ve still got time to turn this around.” is the last thing you tell her before getting back into position. You’re not too worried about your game because you have Keira and Georgia backing you up as well as your other teammates. Leah recognizes this as well and within a second she has her game face back, ready to face whatever would come next.

It took you a few minutes to get used to the Matildas’ football but you feel like you’ve figured it out. It instantly shows in your game because you’re creating chances for Chloe and Alessia whenever you can. The ball possession remains on England’s side as your team pushes forward and the Australians are visibly taken aback as shots are fired at them. None finds the back of the net until Kerr loses the ball from a pass that Raso gives her. You’re quick to pick up the loose ball and in a blink of an eye you’re sprinting towards their goal, sending a screamer into the top bins. You run towards the corner flag in celebration, patting the badge on your heart as your teammates surround you. 

“There you go!”

“Yes Y/N!” Lucy and Georgia scream in ecstasy. England keep the ball in their possession until the halftime whistle is blown three minutes after your goal. A giddy smile resides on your face, still happy about your involvement in the game and confident that the girls would come out victorious. 

Sarina’s halftime speech isn’t very long but everything she could say is said. When England reenters the pitch, Australia is already out and finishing up their drinks break. 

Arms make their way around your shoulders and you hear a whisper next to you. 

“I heard you got a crush on an academy player” Georgia’s voice is laced with a teasing tone as the two of you walk to the field. You abruptly pull back and turn to her, eyes full of questions.

“Who told you?” the brunette raises her eyebrows at your lack of denial but her expression quickly morphs into a smirk. She shrugs but you already know the answer.

“Leah” she says nonchalantly and another voice cuts in.

“She didn’t need to.” Keira’s arm circles your waist as Georgia’s arm is placed back around your shoulders. You look at the redhead in confusion and the girl on your other side decides to elaborate.

“Every time you tell us about your academy days you mention her name” you blush furiously as you remember the amount of times you had unknowingly flashed the girls a dreamy look when talking about your best friend from the Arsenal academy. 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” A chuckle leaves Georgia, there’s the denial. She shares a look with Keira who is giving you the same knowing look.

“Freya Godfrey. Does that ring a bell?” you can feel your face heating up and you hide in Keira’s shoulder as you listen to the two giggling at you. 

“Get away” you joke with them, pushing the both of them towards their positions on the field as you retake yours as well. You can still hear their giggles until they stop, getting ready for the game to restart. 

All seems to be going well as England better their tactics and keep the Australians on their toes. All seems to be going well as Chloe, Alessia, and yourself make a run towards their goal. All seems to be going well as Alessia delivers a wonderful cross to you. All seems to be going well until nothing is going well. 

You jump forwards to head the ball into the net and at the same time Sam Kerr tries to intercept. She also jumps, leg outstretched towards the incoming ball but she misses and instead of the ball she gets you. You can feel her studs sliding across your face before you land on the ground with a big thump. Searing pain takes over you as you lay face down on the grass, eyes stinging, nose feeling like it’s not in place and your head throbbing. Then suddenly you feel nothing as everything goes numb.

Kerr looks down at you, a horrified look on her face but the referee hasn’t blown the whistle yet and she feels obligated to run after the ball. Alessia is immediately screaming for the referee as you lay still while Keira instantly runs to your aid. It takes the ref around two minutes to finally blow the whistle and by that time Keira and Alessia have managed to turn you on your backside.

Your face is covered in blood, so much so that they can barely make out where your mouth is. 

“Oh no, no no” Keira is panicking as she looks you over and she starts waving for the medics. 

Georgia and Chloe are the next to get to you, both gasping in shock. Georgia feels sick to her stomach and she turns away from the sight of you all bloodied, opting to lean onto Rachel for support. Keira’s hand is on your knee as she calls out your name, waiting for any sign that you’re awake.

By the time Leah gets to you the medics are already making their way past Georgia and Rachel.

Leah’s face pales at what she sees and she drops to her knees next to you in horror. 

“Leah” Keira’s voice is broken as she searches for her captain's eyes. Her eyes remain on you however and she reaches a shaking hand out to your face, moving a strand of bloody hair from your forehead. Medics push them back as they try to assess the damage. 

Your three sisters watch in almost slow motion as they lift your head and wipe the blood from your face. They watch as the medics feel for a pulse and their panic only rises until they get a thumbs up and they allow themselves to let out the smallest exhales of relief. 

“She’s -” Georgia can't finish her sentence as her eyes water. Another wipe of your face reveals the cut on your cheek and nose. It also reveals the swelling of your nose and the misplacement of it. A broken nose. It’s not a big injury and you’d recover quickly but the way your face is now adorned with small cuts is not a pretty sight and it only makes your teammates even more worried.

“Oh my god” Leah wipes her eyes before the tears can fall. You have still yet to open your eyes or give them any indication that you were conscious. 

“What’s going on?” Keira questions one of the medics as they load you onto a stretcher.

“She’s likely passed out from the pain. She’s got a broken nose and maybe a concussion but that’s about it. She’ll need stitches for two of those cuts. We’re taking her to the medical room” the team is briefly told as the medic rushes the words out before he runs off after his colleagues.

The three stare after them as the medics carry you off the field, sorrowful looks painted across their faces as it sets in. Georgia huffs out a breath of frustration for not being allowed to go after you while the other two reflect on just twenty minutes ago when you were running around and scoring. 

The loss of your presence is immediately felt as Australia scores seven minutes later though it’s called off as an offside. The rest of the game goes by in a blur and the second the final whistle is blown and the teams have shaken hands, the trio are off towards the locker room in search of you. Hoping that you’re okay and sitting in your cubby with one of their hoodies draped over you like usual, waiting for them to get back.

Silence and emptiness is what greets them when they open the door of the changing room. They turn on their heels, marching to where they think the medical room is, to where you’d be. However, before they can reach it Leah is pulled back by a hand on her arm and she looks to one of the staff members. He wears an apologetic look on his face and she knows what’s coming.

“Now?! They want me to do a post-match interview now??!” she aggressively barks back but calms herself as she follows the staff member, urging Georgia and Keira to find you.

“Good evening Leah, sorry to hold you back, we’ve only got a few questions.” the interviewer tells her but she couldn’t muster up a genuine smile even if she tried. She speed runs the basic questions she always gets asked, her feet thumping on the floor as she looks behind the camera every few seconds, waiting for the signal that she can leave.

“Do you feel this tie is a setback?”

“Uh no. Absolutely not. Sometimes you have to take blessings in disguise. This friendly allowed us to experiment with different lineups and strategies which I think could help us greatly for the world cup.” she nods along to her words.

“Facing one of the top teams, top player. How hard was it to stop Sam Kerr ?”

“As a footballer you expect to go up against those top teams' top players. Obviously it’s hard, it’s a challenge but yeah, I think we nullified the threat pretty well. Obviously gifted that goal..” she pauses for a second as they replay the clip where she headed the ball towards Mary, effectively giving a goal to Sam.

 “You play top teams - watching it again, thanks for having that in front of me” she lets out a nervous laugh as she rewatches the clip. Your words echo in her mind and she wills herself to calm her nerves. 

“You play top teams, you play top players and when they’re in form sometimes that punishes us, but I think this has fueled the fire in us. It gives you a bit of fire.”

The interviewer nods at her answer as she checks over her questions and once again Leah finds herself glancing towards the doorway in hopes of getting away.

“Y/N L/N took a rough hit tonight in a nasty collision with Sam Kerr. She’s a recent addition to the team, what can you say about her as a player?”

Leah’s eyes widened slightly at the mention of you, her mind replaying the scene in front of her as you fell to the ground, when she saw your blood covered face, how you were unresponsive. She clears her throat as she tries to clear the images from her head.

“She’s pure class, a very talented young player and I believe she has got a very bright future ahead of her.” she says, voice full of determination as her eyes twinkle with pride but also worry.

 “Speaking of, may I?” she points a thumb to the side, asking if they could wrap up the interview.

“Yes, of course. Thank you for your time!”

“Yeah, thanks” she rushes out before jogging down the corridor to where the medical room is, anxiety and nervousness rising in her chest.

Upon opening the door a squeal greets her.

“Leeeeee!” your voice is nasally but it brings Leah so much comfort she could fall to the ground in relief. Georgia and Keira are sitting on either side of you, both holding onto your hand as they smile at their captain.

“Hey babes” she breathes out, taking long strides to your bed. She takes notice of your wrapped up nose and the stitching on your cheek. She gently runs a finger over it before she leans down to press a big kiss on your hairline. You grin up at her, nodding to the space next to your legs and she sits down.

“So?”

“Mild concussion, broken nose-”

“Not anymore!” you cut off Keira’s medical report, giggling to yourself. Leah raises an eyebrow at your state.

“No more broken nose then but she has stitches on the bridge of her nose and her cheek - as you can see” Leah scans your face before resting a hand on your thigh and giving you a gentle smile.

“I feel like a hamster.” you announced, flailing around your hand and Georgia’s. “You know in my dream there was this big big green truck? I named it Weelah Liliamson.”

The girls burst out laughing at your words, the air becoming lighter.

“Oh yeah, and she’s high on meds.” Georgia states, chuckling at your offended expression.

“I don’t get high, I’m a football player you know? You know I’m a football player? I play football!” 

“Yeah, yes I know” she giggles along.

“Don’t take drugs kids, no drugs.” you shake your head at her, eyes wide and bleary. 

“Okay Y/N/N, we’re taking you home yeah? You’re sleeping at mine.” Leah pats your thigh to gain your attention and you sit up straighter.

“We’re having a sleepover?! YESSS!” you cheer before falling back.

“Shhh. Yes, sleepover.” Keira confirms, helping you drink. An amused look in her eyes, only happy that you were feeling beter.

“You guys are my bestest friends, man I love you all so much” you mumble out, eyelids suddenly getting heavy. The three look at each other with wide smiles, their heart melting at your words and they watch over you as you fall back asleep.

“We love you too”

[thehypnone]

I know im not the person who sent the original ask but I would love to see more on the gills thing if you’re comfortable

i had dewzephfrit thoughts!!!

gills, anal ang vaginal sex, double penetration, overstimulation, kinda temperature play

Dewdrop is completely full.

He doesn’t remember much from the last hour beside Ifrit and Zephyr snatching him from the common room, stripping him and sitting him on their cocks before he’s even fully processed what was happening. He isn’t complaining—it’s an universal knowledge that he absolutely loves being stuffed full with anything and everything he can get.

What’s making his brain absolutely melt out of his ears, though, is Zephyr’s tongue in the gills on the left side of his neck and Ifrit’s fingers in the slits on the right.

“He’s so slick everywhere, Zeph,” the fire ghoul grunts and his hips twitch upwards, drilling his cock deep into Dewdrop’s sopping wet cunt. He moans sweetly and Zephyr uses that as an invitation to shove their tongue further into his gills.

They pull back after all but licking the inside of the water ghoul’s throat and they hum approvingly, “Such a wet little ghoul, aren’t you, droplet?”

He replies intelligently with yet another high, blissed out moan and both Zephyr and Ifrit chuckle. It’s the air ghoul’s turn to thrust into Dewdrop, slamming their cock into his tight asshole. The difference in temperatures between the three ghouls is another thing that makes Dewdrop absolutely mad; he feels like an ice cube shoved between a furnace that wants to absolutely melt him and a piece of cold glass desperately trying to keep him intact.

The water ghoul’s forehead thumps against Ifrit’s shoulder and he shudders, his claws digging further into his hips.

“Zeph,” Ifrit starts, “you think we can make him cum just like that?”

They scoff, “Obviously.”

If Dewdrop’s eyes wouldn’t be squeezed shut and if he’d look up, he’d see the two of them sharing a knowing look and a smirk over his head. He cries out when Ifrit and Zephyr stop all their movement. “N–No, please, gimme, gimme something.”

They only laugh at him.

Zephyr descends back and sucks the frills of his gill fins into their mouth, scrapes their fangs along the slits. The flesh there is so delicate that just a little bit more pressure and the air ghoul would make Dewdrop bleed. They have before, but now’s not the time.

Their tongue dips inside and they hum at the salty-sweet taste of the slick membrane covering the organ. Zephyr runs the very tip of the appendage along it and pretends to not notice Ifrit’s eyes burning through them as they do so, enjoying the feel of every single little ridge under their tongue.

They don’t care much for Dewdrop’s moaning and whining, not at all, and neither does Ifrit when he pushes his fingertips into the other set of his gills. They’re nothing like the air ghoul’s tongue—they’re hot and rough and hard and the feeling hovers on the line between pleasure and pain. Ifrit strokes inside and stretches the delicate slits and Dewdrop wails, clenching tightly around both their cocks.

“There we go,” Zephyr teases right into his throat. It starts to hurt, but neither of them pull back and the water ghoul’s pleasured cries do turn into ones of overstimulation.

“Break…I–I need…gimme a moment, please,” he begs, but he gets laughed at once again.

“Oh, but we’re not done, droplet. We’re far from done.”

[fictionfixations]

sorry i was late to playing more of the story but i kinda just forgot 💀

cause like i ran out of space so i deleted it but then when i updated hsr i had space for hi3 again but um i also forgot to log into games for dailies so ive been like really off my game lately so

i THINK this might be the last part of the story?

WOAH. oooh can we meet the general? GUH its the card game again...

NOO WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR GENERAL

LUOCHA?? or well like otto apocalypse or void archives or something something i forgot u were on the xianzhou (did you know theres a void archives mention in the event where the tb gets a room)

ITS WELTT

wait the general ISNT missing?

WELT DONT JUST SAY THAT AND LEAVE WTF

HUH okay that was just mean. youre meant to dodge obstacles so i go in the middle between two and then suddenly theres this obstacle moving in the middle and i was too close so i couldnt see it and react on time. thats my bad cause im impatient to wait but still D:

SCUSE ME WHAT HAPPENED TO JING YUAN?? like welt i love you but !??! my general ?!?!?!?!

what the- i was gonna say aww but -

so wait. he disappeared making people think the general is missing (and even tried to like push those rumors cause he was tired of being a general). ...but then he demanded a blademaster competition to find a successor?? so wait. do they or do they not know hes still there cause i thought the seat of divine foresight was still looking for him. or did he do that before he went 'missing'?

oh. wait the generals not back though..???

im playing too many games that are really hard on my dominant hand cause its usually spamming a button 😭

its an actual fight this time. also i never mentioned it before but sparkles laugh with her ult on herself makes me think of that one yandere game where you were trying to escape. i cant remember the name but it had a version with a crossover with yandere simulator for halloween and they could hear your mic

SAIKO NO SUTOKA that was the name

gives me that vibes whenever i hear it

an actual battle AND THEN ALSO a card battle? NOOO

WHAT

this is bullshit what 😭

:(

AHH VOICED WELT JUMPSCARE

what. actually i think welt has mentioned arahato before(?? in one of his chats he wishes he could set his pfp to it i think) or like some sort of episodes of an anime that he's shown to the crew via a mimicry ability

!?!?!!?!

sometimes this game is serious and sometimes this game is just so unserious i just get speechless

NAHHH THEY DID HIM DIRTY

huh

CITY OF DREAMS?? i......

!?!?!? DESTINATION MARS?????

gimme more masked fools lore (specifically sampo) i need it so bad

WE'RE FIGHTING SAMPO trying to read all the dialogue dont wanna miss it hold on

assume every voiceline is sampo unless said otherwise

"While I'm a firm believer in small talk brings big clients,"

"Actions can sometimes speak louder than words"

"Let's finish things off with a duel."

"Don't call for reinforcements outside the ring."

"Me? Against that?"

"Uh, how about a short break? I need to take a business call."

wait is he actually on his phone 💀💀💀 HE IS im trying to get a screenshot

"Hey, it's me, your old buddy Sampo."

"You might not believe it, but I've run into a little trouble here. Huh? You believe it now?"

"Seeing as we're old friends, can you find someone to help? Yes, if possible, now would be the best time."

"No, no, there's no danger. I've got plenty of good-looking girls here."

"I just remembered I've got something to take care of. ...See you!

"Hey, how about this? As long as you send someone right now we can negotiate a price."

"You want to double the price? Come on, it's not right to take advantage of the situation."

"Wait, don't hang up so fast. Put yourself in my shoes. I mean, who hasn't fallen on hard times?"

"Let's talk some more..."

"Oh my, you saw right through me?" (to Sparkle who pointed out the trashcans [which he were hiding in] were moving]) if you get rid of all trashcans before he finishes dialogue he still says this

"I can't take it anymore. Time to let "them" play with you." WHAT????

"Hey, are you still there? Maybe you can't hear my voice, but the situation here is pretty dire... Have all your friends already left?"

"Well, let's not dwell on the past anymore. You have to look forward to the future, and business needs to move forward, right?"

"Hello? Hello? You're not gonna let me down right now, are you?"

(Sparkle) "I heard your voice." (cause he was hiding himself in fog)

cutscene cutscene i hate lag. fucking fuck i coudlnt get screenshots of what hew said and you know me the omment i read something i forghet immediately what was said and forget to write it down

anyway he got rid of his phone and took out like his daggers instead

would you be mad at me if i restarted the boss fight just for those two lines? ..actually idk if i can replay this im gonna do it anyway and my phone on standby because trying to screenshot on laptop is unreliable and lags

""Luck runs out when the money's gone," That's what they tell me, anyway."

"Since we can't make a deal, let's talk about fighting, you two."

WHAT THE FUCK SAMPO suddenly close up attack where hes suddenly there and striking goddamn

OW what the fuck that just took a big chunk of my health. 'the deeper the love' 'the stronger the hate' gah okay note to self dont let that bar fill (well im really bad at fighting in this game so im TRYING man)

"Hey, go easy on me! By the way, here's a small token of my appreciation... Think of it as a friendly offering."

(Accept Sampo's surrender? - Reject Sampo's surrender?) NO FUCKING WAY YOURE GONNA DO YOUR ULT WHERE YOU PULL OUT A BOX OF CHOCOLATES AND IT EXPLODES I RECOGNIZE THAT ANIMATION

huh new option?

did she just smack him in the butt

ive hit the image limit so

(Sampo) "Come on, we can talk things out. Why resort to violence?"

(Sparkle I think? it doesn't specify whose talking) "Your cheap tricks can't fool us, Sampo."

(Vita) "Just surrender nice and easy, Mr. Fool."

(Sampo) "That's a shame. I was hoping to share some... interesting information with you."

(Vita) "Oh, some juicy intel, huh?"

(Sparkle) "Hah, ignore him. Sampo's always like this. When he's backed into a corner, his brain goes into overdrive, and he cranks out all kinds of lies to weasel his way out."

(Sampo) "Hahaha, Miss Sparkle knows me well. But you're not one to give up easily when you're cornered either, are you?"

(Sparkle) "See? Just like that, saying things that make no sense on purpose."

(Vita) "So, what should we do with this schemer?"

(Sparkle) "We should... turn him into fireworks to celebrate our perfect victory!"

(Vita) "Are you sure? He's technically your "colleague", right?"

(Sparkle) "Watching a "colleague" fall victim to their own schemes can be a rare source of "elation"."

...

(Sparkle) "Oh, lighten up! No need to get so serious! From what I know about Sampo, the man standing in front of us is probably just a figment of this dream."

so wait can he actually be that strong or is he only this strong because we're like in a dream or some shit (i kinda forgot why we're here but i think its a simulation of sorts)

oh we can either trust sparkle or be skeptical

okay well i like sampo more than sparkle so

oh we make a good point. hes not an illusion because he can see us who nobody has been able to but vita and sparkle

so wait this sampo is the real one then. so wait can he be that powerful outside of this like dream???

ah so sparkle is the mastermind behind all this

(Sparkle) "Distant stars... bursting into such lavish fireworks..."

was she speaking about an audience??

sparkles in her new skin now

...wtf. did the camera app just crash on me?? IT CAN DO THAT??? WHAT

(Sparkle) "Sparkle, dedicated to the grand finale!"

(outfit change)

(Sparkle) "Let's finish this Fool's Game with grace, my dear Vita."

(Vita) "Ha. I'd be happy to, my precious Sparkle."

(Sparkle) "Well then, let the show... begin!!"

we now play as vita.

(Ai) "Exactly. [Captain], remember I told you I switched the dream's setting from Penacony to Honkai Impact 3rd for a specific reason?" wait WHEN did you mention penacony?

(Sparkle) "Ah, what a shame. I was looking forward to seeing how that god would react to my little viral fireworks." and this is where my very little hi3 knowledge fails me

shes using one of sampo's smoke bombs that have a 100% escape rate LMFAO

SAMPO??

"Oh, well, that Miss Administrator insisted on a full scan before letting me go."

"I figured I'd pass the time chatting, and she ended up recommending a game to me-Honkai Impact 3rd."

...

"The thing is, my time's limited, and it has so many chapters! I don't even know where to start."

"I heard you're a veteran at this game. How about helping me choose a chapter? Where should I start?"

IDK MAN IM BARELY ANYWHERE IN THE STORY

i got her outfit but i dont have her so 🤷

anyway on the other hand look who i got :D

[solitude4chiron]

Carry me home..

Miles-42 x Black Reader

About: You and miles smoke together while braiding his hair

A/N: I think this will be a one shot tbh, I’m honestly writing anything rn so apologies if this ain’t my best 😪😪

“Im home ma” Miles yelled from inside of the living room, bringing in flowers like how he did every other day knowing there was no space for them.

You had took his hair out yesterday night and promised to braid his hair today. His coils framed his sharp face drooping over his forehead. Before you could even get up from your bed and put your joint down, he was in the smoke filled doorway.

“Damnn smoking without me? Estoy lastimado princesa” (I’m hurt princess) He laughed placing the flowers on your desk before changing his clothes.

“Didn’t think you’d be home so early sorry baby” you smiled before kissing his brown lips.

After he changed his clothes and got settled on the bed, you bounced up from your spot on his chest and ran to the bathroom. When you came back there were 2 combs and edge control in your hand. 

Your mom had taught you how to braid since you were 5. You braided your baby dolls hair while she did yours. It was a love language to gift someone beauty through their hair. So you carried it over to your boyfriend who let you play in his hair whenever.

“You ready?” 

“Always” he said scooting back into your open legs resting his head between them. “Tryna spark up? Again..” He said sarcastically trying to get a laugh out of you.

“Sure miles”

After every few minutes he would lean his head back and pass you the joint. Watching you take hits was his favorite thing ever, the way your lips opened to ghost and exhale. The way your eyes lowered and merged into your lashes. He loved it. Your window was open and orange streetlights poured through, illuminating the already candlelit room. Plus tonight your boyfriend didn’t come home at 3 am, so it was automatically a good night.

“I’m gonna try something new today ok? It’s gonna look amazing I promise”

“confío en ti” (I trust you)

After a few braids you threw yourself back onto the bed needing a quick break, miles stood from his spot and laid next to you. Kissing your forehead repeatedly to show his appreciation.

“Tired? That za got you sleepy huh” he laughed tracing your nose with his fingers.

 “I thought you said you could take it? This what you wanted right?”

“What are we talking about right now..” You responded making a dirty joke, miles rolled his eyes sarcastically knowing he didn’t mind.

“boy sit back down”

“Yes ma’am”

About half an hour your later hands started resting lighter and lighter on his head. Getting more tired with every braid you finished. Luckily you were on the last braid for the night.

“I’m done babe” you said through barely open lips 

“Well your coming with me to see them” miles said picking you up from the bottom of your thighs and draping your head over his shoulder. 

When you got to the bathroom you both looked into the mirror with red eyes. He admired the designs in the side of his head in awe.

“How did you do this y/n what the fuck?!” 

“You like it?” 

“I love it hermosa, let’s get you in bed though.”

When you and miles were in bed his favorite thing to do was press himself into you. You didn’t mind if it kept you two warm through the night. Before drifting into sleep you felt something poke your butt making you flip your body over, locking eyes with your boyfriend.

“Your nasty as hell miles” you laughed 

“My bad, you looked good tonight”

“Stay on that side of the bed please…” you said sarcastically pushing him away and rolling your eyes.

& that’s all thanks 4 reading 🫶🏾 + that vamp hobie fic is done I’m just hesitant on dropping it so gimme a minute 😭

[mizho-babe]

m i z h o thoughts (inspired by @west-tokyo-incidents's kdu headcanons tag that im currently stalking)

Mizho actually doesnt need her eyepatch - she began wearing it after she regained her past-life memories and wanted to keep that handicap since that’s what she was used to in her past life - also it helps train & become stronger like she used to be. Also she saw the heart eyepatch & was like that’s fkn cute #aesthetic. I imagine a moment (years into knowing the evil doji) where she’s focusing hard on something & flips her eyepatch up for a moment to concentrate and Fussa & Rage are like “??!”

I will say that there’s a line in chapt 3 of Feast of Fools that’s making me Rethink this and i’m liking the idea of her losing her eye in a similar way to however Michel Dubois did

MIZHO isn't her birth name; it's her online alias for her goth subculture obsessions. When she regained her past-life war memories her goth content got way better (more lifelike skull sculptures; gore & blood art that suspiciously looks real?) and she’s a legend in the underground scene

When Rune uploads info about the doji masters to the dark web netizens were like ‘ofc MIZHO is involved in this weird shit’

@medi-melancholy i agree with your headcanon that re: gender, Mizho is *waves hand* girl and doesn’t think much about it

WWII 3-year bad doji bonding arc - like all the other doji & their masters she cares for Hana. Mizho will deny that she likes her and keep threatening to stab Hana whenever she comes near. The little girl calls her Nii-chan and asks her to brush & do her hair and she only trusts Mizho’s judgement on the cute clothes she finds during that era. Hana idolizes Mizho and keeps saying she wants to be just like her when she grows up. Eater is terrified of that possibility.

She is bored to death of Vice & Rune’s schemes and this posturing around the philosophy of evil & defeating Dunstan. She’s like ‘yeah. we’re evil. duh. everyone shut up.” (given that in her few scenes during those chapters all she says is ‘Gimme a break’ and ‘I hate chitchat’) i lowkey think this is why Takei never gave her a moment - near endgame KDU all the fights included long ramblings about good / evil blurring and Mizho/Paresse are just like 'whatevs." kinda hard to fit their arc in near the end of the story where Takei was rly trying to wrap up his themes about good & evil (i'm bitter)

She refuses to call Rune ‘Officer’ or any of the other doji & their masters by their military titles that they gain/steal/whatever during WWII. She’s like ‘I gained the rank of Lieutenant all by myself in the last War, yall cheated by fighting with your doji’

Speaking of her past life, @west-tokyo-incidents been pining over all your Michel-Paresse thoughts. Much to think about here

Mizho & Paresse share a biting fixation, she needs to chew on a pocky stick at all times and she lets Paresse chew on their victims

Highkey the only character I ship Mizho with is Paresse. Love the idea of two freaks who only tolerate each other <3 After the end of the series there’s a slight power struggle as Mizho adjusts to not being his master & hanging out with him 24/7 and he’s not as down for her weird whims as he figures out what he actually likes as a human. Because they’ve known each other for so long though and were especially isolated with only each other bc of their sloth/apathy, they have a bit of codependency / separation anxiety issue as they try to build their own identities in a normal world. This goes one of two ways: eventually, they’re like ‘wait. we really are….the only ones….. that match each other’s freak” (this is my idea in this dumb sexting fic i’m writing) OR Rage helps Paresse get over her (could start out as Rage being like ‘let me teach you how not to be a fucking creep now that you’re human’ and then Rage realizes ‘wait, i actually….do like this weird shit you’re into’) and M & P develop a close siblinglike relationship after a few rocky months. Either way, WTI’s first Japan tour is a freaking mess and Fussa is like 🧍 watching these emotionally discombobulated kids tear each other apart. 

[candieduranium]

owlish traits of an owl therian

this is a dump of all of the owl-like things about me over the years

tw for sh

• ever since i was little, like 4 years old, i ran around the house and flapping my “wings”. my mom found it cute and funny and praised it. i also used to associate the people i knew with different species of birds. i would think of some people as bluebirds, some as finches, etc.

��� the bump in my upper lip is slightly more pointed than most folks’, so it’s like a :} shape. kind of like a beak! i used to hate that point and would bite and chew at it in an attempt to break it off simply because i thought it looked ugly, but now it’s honestly one of my favorite things about my appearance.

• i’ve always been so interested and fascinated with birds. it’s natural and probably very common for a therian to have been interested in their kintype(s) for a long time before awakening as a therian, which is what happened to me. it wasn’t specifically owls for the majority of the time, but recently i discovered such a strong connection and self-association with barn owls. this is what awakened me as a therian.

• phantom limbs. so, so many phantom limbs. for years i’ve felt like my arms were supposed to be wings, my legs should bend differently. i used to play with my shadow so much and try to manipulate it so that my arms looked as close to wings as i could get them.

• my sense of smell. my mom has a bad habit of turning on the gas stove and accidentally forgetting to make sure it’s lit and not just spitting out a bunch of gas lmao. i can smell it within seconds that it happens. every. single. time. barn owls have a keen sense of smell, like me. super smelling, or hyperosmia, is something that i’ve felt i’ve had for years from being especially sensitive all sorts of smells. i once smelled a gas leak at home that my parents didn’t and immediately alerted them. it was quickly fixed, but i don’t know what could’ve happened if i hadn’t caught it.

• i like planes… classic birdkin lol. i’m not scared of flying. in fact, i might even become a commercial airline pilot as a career someday, but that’s definitely up for change and not set in stone.

• “early bird or night owl?” gimme your best guess lmao.

• my glasses!! i have thin, roundish glasses which are mostly a silverish color with black on the front. many people have likened me to harry potter (rip. kill that little br*’ish boy.) which i… unfortunately see. but since im growing my hair out now it’s definitely not as obvious as it used to be. i got them before i awakened as a therian, but its funny to me that i just naturally chose a frame that already makes me look so owlish.

• i pull at my hair and pick at my skin when im anxious, which is also what birds do when they are stressed for extended periods of time. they pull out their feathers, and i pull out my hair, usually my eyelashes or on my arms.

these are all of the things i can think of at the moment, but i mentally point out little habits and traits i have that are similar to the ones barn owls also have. i’ll probably add on to this list more whenever i catch a new one.

but lastly, don’t think that you’re not a therian if you don’t have experiences like mine! you could be like the polar opposite of your kintype(s) irl, and it does not diminish your validity in the slightest!

[crippling-pages]

Watched the two new Lego Friends episodes on YouTube today and...

EMOTIONS OUCH

anyways spoilers undercut as i cry and rant

For the Fright Night ep, honestly im glad that we got an episode with no Ley-La drama. It felt nice to have a break and just see the group have fun XD

also LIANN AND NOVAAAAAA HJMMMMM

"We're her friends!"

"*GASP* SHE SENT ME HEARTS~"

guys. guysguysguysguysGUYS they're lesbians <3

The ending was hilarious with Autumn XDD She's so cool omg and Olly actually fainting was smth i found myself finding funny lol

And for Olly's Quest for Fame... i feel like one things clear;

He definitely has some childhood trauma going on.

Him being sensitive about the hate comments, causing him to believe what they're saying about him, and doing what they say and getting and causing him to be more obsessed with everything.

I think he might've been bullied as a kid. I said this before but in this world if your a guy who's passion is clothing and fashion or something un-man like, you get called things (cough looking at you insta comments cough). I also feel like he might've not had as much money growing up; like his family was lower middle class at best, so that might be why Olly was so... controlling? Obsessive? About money and fame.

For his craving for fame, money, being recognized; him being bullied (troll comments), money (not having a lot growing up, his parents having trouble with money), and him wanting to be seen. He wants people to know what he's doing, that's he's doing something important something that people love and admire him for. Something I doubt he got as a child.

And for the way he's treating Paisley... it's obvious that he doesn't mean too. He never, ever, EVER will hurt Paisley on purpose, and we all know that. He's just blinded by the thought of finally being seen to realize that Paisley doesnt want to do any of it...

Another thing I was to talk about what he said; "My outfits are my identity!" That's not just something you just say, without any meaning. Designing outfits is his passion, one of the things he's loved all his life, and something thats always been there for him. And if what I said about his childhood is true, he's probably feeling very provoked and insecure about himself now, and he feels like he needs to be better.

Not saying this excuses how he's treating Paisley; Heck, I love love Paisley but she herself has to try and speak up to Olly but she's afraid she's going to lose him. And Olly thinks he's helping Paisley do what she loves, but he's gotten caught up in it with himself and now he can't see what's right in front of him.

On a different note; ZAC. This dude has come a long way from the first episode. He's literally AMAZING. His character development>>>>>>>>>>>> He's being such a good friend to Paisley, and they're friendship is so pure and kind <3 (but it better stay platonic, lego. gimme some friendship that stay friendships!!)

Also Aliya and Liann now know who Ley-La is!! I dunno if this is good or bad-

Olly's talk with Zac and then Aliya, I feel like this proves that he has something internal monsters to deal with but instead is projecting them onto the whole Ley-La thing.

But thats it. I NEEEEEEED Olly to apologize to Paisley and for him to see his mistakes; it better be REALLY good Lego, and it better be one of the BEST character arcs of all time.

thank you for listening to my ted talk.

[bigdsgirl]

Love Next Door, Episode 14 thoughts

It's sunday, I have thoughts on this damn show

NO I DONT WANNA RE LIVE THIS! AND SHE IS ALL HE THINKS ABOUT?? I will combust.

a CONTEST????? WHAT???

i think Seok-ryu should work at this guy's restaurant or help at her dads!

the faith he has in her to win! i love that about each other, they are each others biggest champions!

As someone who works in public health, i freaking love that the Korean Vegetable Association held this! LETS GOOOO!!!

Mom standing there with popcorn! Girl, gimme some that bag is huge.

I hope this episode is the Dan-ho and Mo-eum show! I love my babies! <3

Tell me the truth, why in the heck are you so against this??explain?? i need to know unless i am dumb and missed it. WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN TO MY YEON-DU?? WHY!!!

he said i can't quit you! (southern drawl)

oh, so we are fighting her mom now? oh wtf, this is uncalled for! we do not call my girl Yeon-du pitiful!!

decrease your work load? pray tell? GETTING MARRIED????? OH LORD. i just know this is gonna get messy.

the ta-da has me rolling, seung-hyo, the comedian you are

okay the advice she is giving is actually solid..... hmm, i have reservations. okay she is apologizing i think? whew.

BESTIE TIME!! HELL YEAH!!

"why does your story have so many twists and turns?" pot meet kettle. not the SPIT TAKE!!

seung-hyo looks soooooooooooo good in that blue striped shirt. blue is your color sir!

oh yes! dan-ho and seung-hyo guy time! now tell him you love mo-eum! right now! ugh they are talking about house improvements for the community, i'll let it slide.

oh fuck yes, getting to the good bits. i love meddling and matchmaking (when it's fun) - the acting of 'surprise' this is fucking hilarious.

"Im not an entertainment reporter but that was terrible" TELL THEM!

OH MY GOD THIS KISS !! SCREAMING!! not the getting up because he cant take it. "why did you stop?" LMFAO. these two. i will die.

okay that confession was so sweet 😭😭

reconnaissance on the snack shop, i love it - omfg wait mom is there? they are staking the place out! that's right queen, know thy enemy! awh shit, it's good.

aw, he is so down. this is breaking my heart. the reality of it all.

oh yes i love this! support her to get NerTube famous 😎

not the most beautiful person comments. BYE

i s2g he better be recording this because that was fucking cute

damn it he wasn't - a crime. 😤

not the brother hitting her with the "don't fall for me" - lmfao

not her buying mom bread since she is gonna continue seeing dan-ho!! damn right!

i get she is saying its going to be a heavy load taking on a child... but jfc can we have a normal conversation about this?

everything she wants Mo-eum to have? why in the fuck can't she do that with Dan-ho? and Yeon-du? AM I MISSING SOMETHING?

huge compliments to the writer for seok-ryu's parents arc. it's so real and i really do like their marriage, especially with the flaws they have as humans. 💗and the CUT TO THEIR WEDDING PHOTO?

me when i realize it's proposal day:

will it go well? lmfao absolutely not. it's only episode 14!

bahahah everything going wrong today, oh this is gonna be good. we got shower not working, burning with the iron! oh is this perhaps a sign? SIR?

ugh the cost of trips like these -- we gotta be firm about the budget friends! <3

my boys getting drunk again! uh oh!

ooooo fancy flowers! I do love those blooms <3 oh girl is not read for this at all.

PRO TIP FOR ANYONE PROPOSING TO SOMEONE THEY LOVE: the moment of a proposal can be a surprise, but the proposal itself should not be!

the CAR ACCIDENT LMFAOOOO - i do love that hes like we can fuck off and go to the hospital.

aw bringing her to the building he designed is so cute! oh this man is trying to drop fucking HINTS.

THIS MANS WIFE IS IN LABOR? AND HES HERE? OMFG WTF.

"I still have a chance" - brother no please cut your losses now. the universe is sending hints for a REASON.

and he trips. phenomenal.

oh she's offering to pay for the cruise? I know she is gonna do the 'noble thing', but queen. take the free trip. TAKE IT. of fucking course she is gonna lash out. please stop, right now. SToP FiGhTING!

oh fantastic lol, right when seok-ryu and seung-hyo's relationship is going up, their parents start fighting.

literally sobbing over the comment. fuck man that is so sweet.

i love seok-ryu's heart and desire for cooking and making videos. gosh its beautiful.

wait what the fuck im dying the proposal is actually sweet. andshe is gonna say..... no.... oh a fancy bracelet?? WHAT?

"I can't marry you" wait why can't? ma'am! but also sir did need to come down from reality.

"REJECTED SAYS WHO?" ME BITCH LOL.

I love how sad his voice when he said Dan-ho's name. besties 4ever!

alright Dan-ho, it's your time to give advice. knock him down a peg, he needs it. damn it, no Dan-ho don't do the hungry bit. you dumb dumb.

now the men are meddling, this is fucking everything to me. i love this friendship.

my little FAMILY WALKING TOGETHER!!! gosh i love the three of them. oh the flashback for the shoe laces, aw <3

i am going to combust, my gif queens someone please do the scene of the three of them walking <3

oh that god she got over it! yay! family dinner!

the way he slinks in to the snack shop LMFAO

lol the way they are both so PEEVED!!! HAHAH "this is betrayal!"

my man is drunk again at the stand and she is calling him out for it!! i like this stand owner!

we back at the bench. where he said his parents dont think of him. and now we are here due to the rejection! oh goodie!

well at least we are asking directly. because i want to know too!

NOT THE COOKING ROMANCE REFERENCES!

"you are my sesame oil" this lil drunkard

the housing references now omg ow.....

"why do you think we would live long lives" -> awe fuck girl, not because you are scared about getting sick again!!! wtf!!!

"Life is finite and death is inevitable" thanks seung-hyo, i already cried today

"there is one thing I can tell you for certain. I want to spend my life with you" alright okay these people

OH THANK GOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!! <3

the "one hundred years, ten years, one day, it has to be with you"

OH FUCK SHIT THEY ARE FOUND OUT aJGLDFAGKJADFG

the thunderclap BAHAHAH

oh we in it now friends

LOL it's gonna get feisty. But I must know now, will Mo-eum go to Antarctica??? HELLO?? I'll wait, it's fine.

[jeardesus7]

no bc i need more of your dabi thoughts asap 🙇🙇🙇

he’s NASTY and he should be written as such !! 👏👏

GIMME UR FILTH IM SO HERE FOR IT !!!

OKAY 👹👹👹

He's a filthy bitch and will absolutely BREAK his dumb little sister. Not in the way Shigaraki will, Dabi has a more slow approach. Grooming, almost.

This is different from the sort of series I got going on, so enjoy.

TW: Incest, step-incest, anal, female reader, non-con

Summary: Dabi could be described as a few things, nice isn't one of them. Being his sister, you're no stranger to his rude and arrogant attitude. He's a bully, but only to you, with the way he treats you and your body. He shoves you to the wall, burning hand prints on your skin, leaving marks in intimate places, too. You try to fight back, but he's so much bigger and stronger than you, you don't stand a chance. He's always been like this, even when you were kids, he'd choke slam you into the sofa just because he felt like it. But now that you're both adults, he's worse.

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You're in your room, reading a book when the door opens. Dabi looks in through the crack of the open door to peer in at you, licking his lips.

You were too focused on your reading to notice him slipping inside your room. He stalks up behind you, his warm hand ghosting over the back of your head, running his fingers through your hair.

He chuckles as you flinch, your head snapping up to look at him. You gulp as you realized how close he was behind you, your head bumping against your head as he looks at you through half lidded eyes, a smirk creeping onto his face.

"Hey, hun.. Whatcha reading?" He took the book from your hands, closing it without putting the bookmark in it. He reads the cover, scoffing as he tosses it on your desk, his hands going into his pocket.

"You read such baby shit, maybe try reading something entertaining" You whipped your head around, about to scold him for being such a jerk, but he was already walking out the door.

You sighed, shaking your head as you went back to your book.

Later, you walked into the kitchen, shuffling around for something to eat. Dabi was leaning against the counter, rolling his eyes as you produced such loud noise with your rummaging. He walked up behind you, smacking your ass and making you yelp, turning around quickly to meet his piercing gaze.

"Can you never be quiet?" Dabi scolded, watching as you crossed your arms and huffed with a twinge of satisfaction.

"It's better than reading a 'dumb' book, ain't it?" You pouted, your eyes never leaving his.

"I prefer the dumb book. But wanna know what else I prefer?" His eyes narrowed as he looked down at you, his expression unreadable now.

"No-" You screamed as he grabbed your wrist, spinning you around and pinning you against the counter. He impatiently removed your shorts and panties, then moving to unbuckle his pants.

You screamed as you squirmed against him, causing a low growl to escape him as he covered your mouth. He struggled between keeping you pinned while squirming and getting his pants down, thus, he grabbed your panties and stuffed them into your mouth.

He easily got his pants down, pulling out his already throbbing member. He pushed you closer to the counter, leaving no room for you to squirm. He leaned forward, pressing his lips against your hair and hushing you, whispering into it as he lined up his member with your tight asshole.

"Shh... it's okay, little sis... let it all out" he breathed heavily as he slowly, agonizingly pushed into your tight heat, grunting softly as he got all the way to the base.

Slowly, he begins to thrust, in and out. He pulls your head back to look at your face, laughing low in his throat as he sees tears rolling down your cheeks.

He started going faster, growling in your ear, breathing heavily. He grinds his hips against your ass, his dick throbbing inside your plush anus.

He lets out a loud groan as he goes faster, slamming his hips against yours as he erupts, spilling his seed inside you. His hot breath hits your ear, grinning as he licks the lobe. Slowly, he pulls out, letting you fall onto the floor.

He went to his room, leaving you crying and gaping on the cold, tile floor of the kitchen. He went to sleep while you crawled to your room, his cum leaking out of your poor ass, letting it drip onto the floor.

[visage-of-hell]

Respond to the following prompts out of character, then tag others you'd like to get to know a little bit better.

Roleplayer name: Everyone calls me Yeen, cuz my online handle across a lotta places is usually "YeenQueen" or some variation of that, and my Twitch channel is called "YeenQueenGaming".

Roleplayer pronouns: She/Her

Muse name(s): Visage, but goes by "Vizzy" or "Viz" for short in most social situations.

Preferred communication: Discord, 100%. I literally LIVE on there when I'm not on here or in one of my games. Even take it on the go with the mobile app. I'm totally good with Tumblr IMs, though, don't get me wrong! My only beef with them is the fact that I often don't get notifications from it in real time. It either never pings at all or it makes the sound without the chat actually updating until I refresh the page. Fix your damn spaghetti code, Tumblr, for FUCK'S sake! XD

Experience: Honestly? I've been RPing in SOME form or another since my preteen years. Originally it was IRC chat rooms, then MUCKs (for those who remember those), forums, over email, online games (which I still do in WoW to this very day) ... and then it moved on to whichever instant messaging program was most popular at the time--ICQ, AOL Instant Messenger, MSN Messenger, Skype, and now Discord. I've been on and off with Tumblr across various fandoms for yeeeeeeears now. Since at LEAST 2014, as one of the earliest RP blogs I ever made was a Dhalish elf OC within the Dragon Age fandom.

Preferred roleplay type: Multi-para/novella style, 100%. I do NOT know when to stop, if a scene REALLY gets me going. I have hit the size limit on Tumblr posts on MULTIPLE occasions. I write third person perspective and that usually comes with a lot of inner dialogue and thoughts from the character's perspective in addition to reacting to whatever is happening in a given scene.

Pet peeves & dealbreakers: I always worry that I'm being elitist by saying this, but solid punctuation, spelling and grammar are all EXTREMELY important to me. I gravitate towards people with complimentary writing styles to my own for full RP immersion, so writing with people that deviate from that are just a no-go for me. I'm so sorry. >_< Also people who leave me to do most of the heavy lifting in terms of moving a scene forward. Gimme things to react to, to build upon, a sense of direction, y'know? If I'm constantly the one that has to keep the plot momentum going, I'm gonna burn out and lose interest FAST. Also people who use my characters like "props" rather than having real genuine interactions with them (be it as allies, enemies or something somewhere in between).

Best time to write: Late night, for sure. Not just because that's when all my creative juices flow the best but also because everyone's in bed for the night and I have zero RL interruptions to break my flow. If good ol' insomia has struck again, though, wee early hours of the morning are also probable writing times, cuz the same reasoning still applies!

Are you like your muse? I'd like to think I do a FAIRLY good job of keeping my OCs from coming off as self-inserts, BUT ... let's be honest--we all put at least a LITTLE of ourselves into our OCs, in SOME way/shape/form. I wish I had Vizzy's confrontational prowess and zero bullshit-taking attitude, and that I was anywhere NEAR as good in a fight and on the dance floor as she is, but there IS one thing she and I definitely have in common--the obsessive drive to escape. For me it's writing, gaming and crafting, but the motivation is much the same. It's always so much easier to just bury the pain and the bad under layers of good times and feel-good vibes than to actually CONFRONT that darkness head-on. Much like Vizzy, I try to but don't always succeed ... but I'd like to think that someday I'll have a much better success rate than she does. Eventually. XD

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[heatwa-ves]

please explain your izuleo playlist with as much detail as you want im interestedddd

MIKIIII THANK YOU. okay here's my playlist and im gonna do a song by song breakdown... I'll try and keep it decently brief so this doesn't become one million words but we'll see. my playlist is vaguely chronological so it starts pre-checkmate!

astroboy- suggi

okay so this one is just straight up a leo song. you just have to listen to it it's literally about him "I raised my hands up real high, they called me stupid when I asked why we couldn't fly. am I too far ahead of my friends, or I am late?" hellooooo hello. hi. leo tsukinaga everyone!!!! right down to the moon/space theming

"oh, the rain, you're losing your flame, where'd the burn, the passion go? you run through the pain, you're losing your aim, and you feel like you alone missed the grow" LITERALLY about his breakdown post checkmate. uagh.

cheerleader- ashnikko

an izumi song!!! I don't have to explain anything here you get the vibes

brand new city- mitski

having to preface this by saying I do not listen to mitski this is the only song of hers I listen to and only because it makes me think of izumi so much I feel like throwing up.

"If I gave up on being pretty I wouldn't know how to be alive, I should move to a brand new city and teach myself how to die." yeah. izumi sena.

yoru ni kakeru- yoasobi

well I'm sure you know this song and the story behind it "the seduction of thanatos" I think it works very well about the izuleo dynamic around this time when they're very codependent and leo is so severely depressed and suicidal. they're fucked up 👍

it's all so incredibly loud- glass animals

so this one makes me think of izumi going to see leo in a similar vein to lionheart but probably before that and he sees leo so broken and neither of them can bring themselves to say anything. "I tried, for you and I, for too hard, for too long" makes me think of the ending scene of lionheart and so on

softcore- the neighborhood

"you've been my muse for a long time, you get me through every dark night. I'm always gone, out on the go, I'm on the run and you're home alone"

"every time I kiss you, baby, I can hear the sound of breaking down"

you get it. you see the vision. more depression era stuff.

less of you- keshi

depression era leo... there's so many lines in this song that correlate to them but a fav is "too much time in the limelight, gimme your all on the land line, want it so bad but I won't lie and it just gets worse in the night time."

are you happy? - shy martin

"and I know I thought that pain's part of love, but I think I broke you, though I didn't mean to. but are you happy, looking back at us when you met me? would you go back and tell yourself to leave it, knowing what we know?" UARFGHBHBB izumi.... who killed cock robin ass song.

from now on we are enemies - fall out boy

I've talked about this one EXTENSIVELY before but it really is just a song about leo tsukinaga. what else can I say.

always- keshi

well yk.

bad thoughts- half alive

i love when they hate eachother. they don't actually truly hate eachother but man sometimes it feels like it. everything hurts. "like a time you gave your all but just got hurt, like a crack in the mirror bringing out your worst"

to everyone who wants to die- takayan

read the translation oh my goddddd. leo. leo

sing to me- missio

this is a song I DREAM of making an animatic to its just so deeply fundamentally leo

never ending song- conan gray

okay this one is a bit more specific but I like to think of leo while he's out of school seeing izumi in a magazine or an ad or something.. and that brings with it a whole ton of complicated feelings

"but we've grown too close, now it can't amount to nothing. I can hear your voice in the music on the radio, and it goes on and on and on, like a never-ending song" you get ittttt

bodybag- chloe moriondo

more of the vibes more of the complicated feelings . this one is mostly here bc I love it and was thinking about izlo while listening icl. unrelated but chloe moriondo is cool as hell they have some awesome music videos especially the one for this song

love or the lack thereof - isaac dunbar

the epitome of pre/early ! izlo love. to meeee also I just love love loveeee it as a song

last minute - kitty

"you're the loop of rope I hung up in my stupid closet" "you're all poised and im made of poison" do you get it do you GET it. it's leo about izumi frfrfrrr

"could you wrap your hands all the way around my neck, and tell me where I stand, tell me everything I'm wrecking when I spin. take over my breath, in out in, I am missing you to death"

android girl- deco*27

I love this song and while I love the original im partial to rachies english cover especially the lines

"we restart and fall apart together, what we have will drag on in this way forever"

"make it stop, make it stop there's so much guilt and regret, I don't get how I can forget and start to hope again, we haven't even come to the end, so much for promising together forever, we aren't even friends"

the girl in my memories- jeebanoff

"in place of your fleeing love, only my sad solitude remains, even though that time won't come again, the memories that are gone, are forever" more depression yaaay

achilles come down- gang of youths

SORRY it's just such a compelling look at depression and being suicidal... so many of these songs are about Leo's depression but I swear this part of the playlist is over soon and moves further in the timeline. I really love this song it's just... everything about it... leo is achilles here of course and the voices talking him down and telling him to go through with it are his family/izumi and his own mind/the students from school respectively.

calender girl- stars

"all of the things that I thought were so easy just got harder and harder each day. december is darkest, in june there's the light, but this empty bedroom won't make anything right, while out on the landing a friend I forgot to send home, who waits up for me all through the night- calendar girl who's in love with the world, stay alive"

HEALING!!!!! GROWING AS A PERSON!!!!!! OVERCOMING DEPRESSION!!!! DO YOU GET IT

"I dreamed I was dying, as I so often do, and when I awoke I was sure it was true. I ran to the window, threw my head to the sky, and said "whoever is up there, please don't let me die," but I can't live forever, I can't always be, one day I'll be sand on a beach by a sea"

crush of judgement- knights killers

i don't need to explain this one

move me- half alive

THE izuleo song THE reason I made this playlist. won't you be my song when I cant dance WON'T YOU BE MY SONG WHEN I CANT DANCE!!!!!!!!!!!! LIGHT MY FIRE BURN THE TREES!!!!!!!!! also watch the music video it's gorgeous

the third heart- harumaki gohan

first of all go play genei ap rn it's a short mobile game created by this artist featuring lots of their songs about a reserved girl who loves music and her more extroverted friend who asks her for song recs. it's a very izuleo vibes game and just a beautiful game in general I think you'll love it sm mikiii

second of all.... just. this song. play the game and watch the music video for the full impact frfr 🫶 anyway back to izuleo

back around- half alive

depression never truly leaves but you get better!! it gets better!!! there are bad days but there are so so many good days!!! this whole album is kinda izlo vibes

you get me so high- the neighborhood

"you're my best friend I'll love you forever" 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 makes me think of them... kind of talking about their past .... not very well because they have no emotional maturity but still.

silent oath- knights

for obvious reasons

reunion- harumaki gohan

I imagine this is after the end of ! era .. they've both grown and matured immensely as people.. it'd probably have more impact if I read requiem but um..... I'll get to it... (I've been saying this for a year and a half) to me it's a goodbye to their teenage years and the ups and downs and them moving forward into adulthood and a more stable relationship

don't be so hard on your own beauty- yeule

they help eachother heal 🥹. this one is a bitttt more reliant on some of my takes on izumi that I don't really wanna get into rn but yk. it's here. it's vibey. things were bad and now they are better. there's sunlight streaming though their apartment window. they don't have anywhere else to be this morning. yk.

work of art- downer Inc, kellin quinn

ueeeghhvhb they love eachother.... izumi brings leo inspiration.... these descriptions are getting less and less coherent

I swear ill never leave again - keshi

ueeeeueueueuehhhehhehhehuuueueue

infinitely ordinary- the wrecks

I like the romance of mundanity.. I think they could be happy.. it's very hopeful and a good ending to the playlist

[soft-pine]

I think people are being so weird about your spreadsheet like you're just a random tumblr user they're acting like talking about a spreadsheet you made for your own enjoyment in your free time is meant to be the new Bible or something like "we don't have to listen to this" yeah you don't no one's forcing you to read it? It's such bad faith it's one thing to disagree with your points it's another entirely to act like you're doing something egregious by taking notes about a TV show and sharing them on tumblr in an organized way. And having the audacity to shit talk it on their blogs and then come onto your posts like "I sincerely just want to talk" gimme a break

yes! i agree with you! i think people who look at the show totally differently from me should feel no obligation to engage with this as though it will in any way align with their feelings!

and yeah im just some guy - think my notes are shit? take your own! it's supernatural's internet and we're just living in it, baby!

i am finding it a bit funny in a pretty dark way perhaps to be being lectured on data ethics by people who ship inc*st.

i think its funny to talk shit about me and then post at me like i wouldn't immediately click your blog and see what you're about (like idk if you can tell from this insane document but i am a Keeping Track and Paying Attention kind of guy??) but to be fair who among us hasn't at one time or another been talking shit about someone on one account while trying to have a conversation with them on another...

anyway thank you, kind stranger

[youronlyauthor]

Another Glitch? SpiderPunk/Hobie B. X Reader

pt 1/?

15+

All of a sudden from a comic world with spider women to a different world identical style with different people with a spider punk met with with more spider people? Met with a non label liking hero SpiderPunk

Just a normal day in New York boring on repeat. Someone turns the volume up on the TV. “The Spider of New York once again saves the day..what do you think Jeff? Well now this parasite isn’t a hero at all how would he be a hero he destroys things makes a scene and leaves without a trace.” You mumble to your self stressed out from work. Then you see your boyfriend in the door way of the coffee shop talking to a girl telling her to wait there. As he walks over you wonder who she is but don’t think much of it. He walks over “Hey ba-“ all of a sudden interrupted you “im breaking up with you” you look shocked your boyfriend throwing away 2 years of love? Was it even love? “What?” He starts to leave but you grab his arm as you tear up “what did I do wrong? Am I not good enough..?” He turns and laughs in your face as your tearing up “your just some hoe to me okay you were never good enough I only used you for pleasure in myself your useless when someone with a better figure is around.” Your shocked. He turns and leave with the girl and kisses her. You walk home as it starts to get dark and there’s someone behind you following you, but you don’t really care. Out of nowhere he grabs you and you fight push and shove him until he takes your bag will everything you had left in it away from you. You curse under your breath “Shit, y’know what fuck it I don’t care.” Then as you walk home you see the land lord left a note he kicking you out because you miss todays payment even though you pay every other one. You start to just keep walking and see your exs car as your walking to your bsf house and you see in the window kissing and laughing. You start to run until you find an alleyway and you sit down and just sob people walk past on the street then a perv comes toward you that seemed drunk. “Shit little lady your so pretty come here and gimme a kiss” you back up as you hit a wall you slap him across the face and he takes the bottle in his hand and smashes you with it. You fall over toward the wall trying to limp away but he grabbed you and hit you.

(2 days later)

your on the street sleeping when all of a sudden you wake up to something crawling on your hand a spider with colors you’ve never seen you smack it off of you but then hear a fight it’s Spider-Man (basic comic one) but then above you a portal sucking you in to a different world?? All of a sudden you’re falling then you’re on the ground. You get up and look around and it’s a comic world just like your but the year was different and you’re in London? You all of a sudden hear a guitar playing but something tells you to run so you start to run in the opposite direction. You hide in an alley way and take a deep breath. Your body is throbbing from so much pain still bleeding a little from the night before, at least you think? You stumble and sit down, gripping at your side. Your tears cannot stop falling but you keep on wiping your face off. Without noticing there’s a Spider-Man watching you or a Spider-Punk as you try to pull yourself together you hear someone above you “You good love?” You’re startled by the voice and turn around gripping at your side backing away from the voice “who’s there?! Please I’ve already doubt with enough today leave me alone” Spider-punk jumps down you get a better view of you and you limp backwards “don’t come any closer!” Your hand are shaking “calm down mate your safe” you keep backing up and you hit the wall and curse under your breath “s-shit” you fall down in pain. The Man walks closer toward you rushing towards you worried, but you get back up to run and fall again. “Please leave me alone” he rushes toward you and you can’t get up. “Hey hey it alright Love I ain’t gonna hurt ya” as he reaches out to you he notices you flinch. “Love let me help ya. You bleedin and can barley walk” you hesitate but then stay still for him to help. He bandages your side to help the bleeding until he finds a med kit. “Come with me so I can clean your wound’s” you try to get up but fail to do so “argh” “hey hey it’s okay jus hang on to me okay?” He picks you up like nothing and put you on his back “hang on tight love don’t want you fallin off” you hang on and about 5mins later you arrive to an apartment he helps you get down and onto his bed in his room scattered with rock covers and revolution quotes a few Records too. He comes back in the room and un bandages your wound now dried blood he takes out the alcohol And places a towel next to it then grabs another towel and put warm water on it. The man puts the warm towel on your fore head. “Try to relax as much as possible and don’t move too much” you wince in pain as he cleans bit by not of the wound then bandages it up again. He notices all the other cuts on your face and neck, with a few bruises on your arm and a red mark on one of your arms and your neck. “Alright I’m gonna do the same thing with the cuts on your neck okay?“ you nod, he finishes cleaning all the cuts and wounds then finally asks you. “Who..did this to you?” “I-I don’t know it’s a long story” he looks you in the eyes “well I have time” “well I was at a coffee shop in New York and my boyfriend broke up with me calling me a hoe and a lot of things..after cheating on me saying I wasn’t good enough, I ran out and I was kicked out of my apartment then robbed before I even got there, beat up by some perv cause I told him no, and then sucked into this random portal looking thing and now I’m in London.”he looks shocked “Jesus you have a whole bunch your dealing with, when did it happen?” You thought for a second “what’s today?” “It’s Friday” you think for another moment “I think about 2 days ago” he stops for a minute before responding “can ya come wit me, I might be able to figure out what’s goin on wit ya” you think about it for a moment “well at this point nothing else to really lose.” He’s quiet for a moment frowning a little bit at the sight of you so sad. He then clicks his watch and opens a portal just like the one that took you. He holds out his hand to you, you limp toward his hand. He pulls you toward him helping you walk to HQ you see many spidermen and spider women even.. a cat?