#just say and understand/not have to actively translate in my brain

[dawdlecentric]

Holy shit! Maka & CRONA'S VAs??!!!

[demensrage]

g for get some fun ⚊ • . with itachi and shisui uchiha

summary: training can be fun, but it's more fun when your favorite people decide to give you their full attention. under their care, training will always be fun.

cw: threesome, double penetration, oral (f/m. receiving), fingering, breeding kink, dirty talk, tits sucking.

wordcount: 6.6k

note: english is not my firts lenguage so please forgive me for the grammatical errors I may commit.

© demensrage 2024. do not plagiarize, copy, repost, feed to ai, or translate my works to any other platforms.

Your body trembled with pure rage, so intense that even your muscles hurts. You watched the sun rise on the horizon as you kept ranting, hurling shurikens over and over at the tree in front of you, as if those small weapons could tear away the burning anger from that public humiliation. The scene with your instructor was still seared into your mind.

"No matter how hard you try, you’ll never be anyone." Those words stabbed into your brain like a sharp kunai. How dare he say that to you? He was just a fool consumed by envy. Sure, you hadn’t awakened the Sharingan yet, but your life had been relatively peaceful. You hadn’t faced the darkness needed to activate those eyes that defined your clan.

After throwing the last shuriken, you let out a deep sigh and raised your hands to the sky, stretching. Waking up early to train hadn’t been the best idea, but you felt that need, that urgency to prove your instructor wrong. It didn’t matter that he thought you were destined for mediocrity. You knew your future would be different.

You were more angry than exhausted, and just as you walked to pick up the shurikens embedded in the tree, you realized there was nothing in front of you anymore. You frowned, puzzled, and quickly glanced around. No one was there. You clenched your teeth, biting the inside of your cheek, and cursed quietly.

Suddenly, you felt a soft tap on your head, a playful pat. You spun around quickly, ready to defend yourself, but the shurikens reappeared stuck in the tree as if they had never disappeared. And there, standing right in front of you, was Itachi, looking at you with an innocent expression, but his activated Sharingan told a different story. That intense crimson, with its perfect black tomoe, stirred a mix of admiration and envy in you. The power you so longed to have was right in front of you, and in him, it seemed so natural, as if it required no effort.

"You keep falling for the same trick," said a familiar voice behind you, full of amusement.

When you turned to face him, it wasn’t Itachi who moved, but Shisui, who in a swift and carefree motion, stole a kiss from you. It was fleeting, almost ethereal, but it left a burning spark on your lips.

Your heart skipped a beat as he looked at you with a playful smile, while Itachi stood still in front of you, calm, as if it had all been just another prank between friends.

You couldn’t understand what had changed that suddenly both Shisui and Itachi had started behaving in this strangely affectionate way. Shisui, usually playful but reserved, was now stealing kisses as if it were a regular thing, and worst of all, Itachi, who had always been colder and more calculating, didn’t seem upset or surprised, but... almost complicit.

When did it start being like this? You felt confused. It was as if overnight the dynamic between the three of you had changed without warning, and you were left stuck in the middle, not understanding the new rules of the game. You had trained with them for years, shared missions, laughter, and moments of tension, but they had never dared to cross that line.

You decided not to overthink it, letting it be, because for some reason, it felt... right. As if everything had finally fallen into place, as if this, what was happening between the three of you, was meant to be. It was a strange feeling, but comforting, as if you had been resisting something inevitable for a long time, and now, by letting it flow, everything felt in harmony.

"Did we miss something?" Itachi asked as he picked up your shurikens from the tree for you. His tone was calm, but his words snapped you back to reality. "You seem distracted." His gaze softened, and then he added, with a comforting calmness, "You know, you shouldn't pay attention to what your instructor says."

You watched him approach slowly, and before you could respond, Itachi smiled at you with a tenderness he rarely showed. With a simple but familiar gesture, he gently ruffled your hair. The usual coldness on his face had completely vanished in that moment.

Your breath caught for a moment when his lips brushed against yours with a softness you hadn't expected. It was a kiss so gentle yet deep in its intent, as if he'd been watching how you'd sought the same from Shisui and was now offering it to you on his behalf.

Your thoughts, still a bit disorganized by the sudden change in his behavior, quieted completely. Itachi's kiss had something different. Where Shisui was playful, Itachi was measured and sure.

The question surged back into your mind, like an echo reverberating in your thoughts. You had lost count of how many times those small, intimate gestures had become so commonplace. It had all started in the privacy of one of their rooms, stolen moments that now seemed not to matter at all. The brush of their hands, the glances that lingered a little longer than usual, the silences filled with meaning… Everything had evolved into something much more open, and intimacy had ceased to be a secret.

It was as if they were claiming you as part of them, as if you somehow belonged to their world. You were theirs, only theirs. Right? You always had been, hadn’t you? On reflection, there had never been another friend in their lives besides you. They never talked about other girls with that kind of closeness, and you never saw them interact with other women in a romantic way. Really, they were always where you were.

The realization clicked in your mind immediately, like a gear perfectly fitting into place. You weren’t theirs; they were yours. That idea, once vague, now shone with clarity. They were your friends, your confidants, but also something more. They belonged to you just as much as you did to them.

Itachi was only older than you by less than three months, but that had never been an obstacle. You had known each other since infancy, sharing laughter and tears in a corner of the world that had always belonged to the both of you. Then came Shisui, who joined the friendship you and Itachi shared. He fit in instantly, as if he were the missing piece of a puzzle that had always been incomplete.

Now that you thought about it, they had always orbited around you. You hadn’t noticed it at first, but every gesture and every word took on new meaning. The way they protected you, how they comforted you in difficult moments, or how they allowed you to sleep on them when fatigue overtook you. It was a subtle but profound bond, built on years of trust and loyalty.

You could remember those moments when they carried you in their arms when you asked for help, those instances of vulnerability where you allowed their closeness to envelop you like a warm coat. You tried to recall a time when they weren’t by your side, and it was like searching for a shadow in the dark: it simply didn’t exist. Not even the one time they had denied you something felt real.

They were always there, always ready to offer their support. You were the center of their world, and they were yours. With each revelation, the feeling of belonging grew stronger. It wasn’t just friendship; it was a bond that transcended simple companionship. You were important to them, and the idea that they also belonged to you began to settle deep within your soul.

With every look you shared with Itachi and every laugh exchanged with Shisui, you realized you had never been alone. And now, as you accepted that the love and intimacy they offered you weren’t just gifts but a promise, you felt yourself opening up to a future that had always been there, waiting to be claimed.

"You’re distracted again," said Itachi, frowning as if he could see through the façade you were trying to maintain. "If it’s because of what the instructor said…"

"It’s not that," you replied immediately, letting out a radiant smile that lit up your face. The sunlight seemed to reflect off your cheeks as you tried to downplay his words. "It’s just that I woke up really early."

You couldn’t simply admit that, more than ever, you liked the idea of being part of what they had agreed upon in private. It was a secret that pulsed between the three of you, a connection that felt more intense with each little gesture, each shared smile. Now that you thought about it, the idea of what was happening, though it still lacked a defined name, filled you with a warmth you couldn’t ignore.

Shisui, who had been a step behind, moved a little closer, his smile full of complicity. "Maybe we should train together," he suggested, with that playful air that was so characteristic of him. "That way we can make sure you don’t get lost in thought for too long."

The idea of spending time alone with them, training and joking around, filled you with a barely contained excitement. It was a perfect moment, an opportunity to explore that bond that was forming, that connection that felt more natural with each passing day. You knew you liked what was happening, and now that you were starting to accept it, the possibility of it all becoming something more filled you with anticipation.

You nodded immediately, feeling the excitement grow inside you. "That sounds perfect," you said, carefully taking the shurikens from Itachi’s hand, your fingers brushing his for a brief moment that sent a pleasant shiver through you.

Shisui watched you, a mischievous smile on his lips. “Are you ready to be defeated?” he asked, his playful tone contrasting with the seriousness of the training.

“Defeated? I think you’re mistaken,” you replied, feeling the adrenaline start to flow. “I’m not going to let that happen.” With every word, your determination grew stronger.

“Come on,” Itachi said, his voice firm but filled with a strange warmth. “Show me what you’ve learned.”

With a confident smile, you got into position, feeling the solid ground beneath your feet. You knew your strength lay in hand-to-hand combat, and you were determined to use that to your advantage. However, part of you was aware that, with Itachi and Shisui as your opponents, the odds were against you. Both were prodigies, and while training with them made you better, you knew you’d need more than strength to take them on.

With a swift movement, you launched yourself toward them, knowing the key would be staying unpredictable and taking advantage of any opening you could find.

You let yourself fall heavily onto the grass, exhaustion taking over every muscle in your body. Drops of sweat trickled down your forehead, some lost in the grass while others continued their path down to your jaw. Your chest rose and fell rapidly, desperately seeking oxygen to calm your body’s frantic rhythm after the intense training.

“Just five minutes, okay?” you gasped, covering your face with the back of your left hand while the other rested on your stomach. The contact with the cool air helped you recover, but you knew those five minutes would likely turn into more if you didn’t get up soon.

From your position on the ground, you heard the calm footsteps of Itachi and Shisui approaching. Itachi crouched down beside you with his usual calmness, while Shisui plopped down heavily next to you, letting out a dramatic sigh.

“Five minutes, you say,” Shisui commented, clearly less exhausted than you but pretending to be amusingly exasperated. “I’m surprised you’re not asking for ten yet.”

Itachi looked at you with a small smile on his lips before gently lowering himself onto the grass as well, although remaining more composed. “You’ve improved a lot,” he remarked in his calm tone, as if the combat hadn’t affected him as much.

“I have the best trainers,” you replied with a tired smile, still covering part of your face with your arm. Even though you were exhausted, you couldn’t help but feel a sense of inner satisfaction from Itachi’s words and Shisui’s complicity. After all, training with them was a privilege, and every day made you improve just a little more.

Shisui chuckled softly, gazing up at the sky. “Of course, we’re a marvel,” he joked, though there was a hidden sincerity in his tone.

“It’s not just because of us,” Itachi retorted, looking at you warmly. “You have talent, and you know it.”

Those words made your heart skip a beat. You had heard compliments before, but when they came from them, the impact was different, deeper. You knew both of them were honest with you; they would never tell you something just to make you feel better.

You moved your hand away from your face, feeling the slight coolness of the air as you absentmindedly played with the hem of your leggings, which fit your body like a second skin. “Thank you,” you murmured softly, not taking your gaze off the clouds beginning to cover the sky, trying to maintain calm amid the intimacy of the moment.

The light weight of Shisui’s head settled on your stomach, and a shiver ran across your skin when he left a brief kiss on your thigh, his warm breath marking every touch. You didn’t say anything; you just began to tangle your fingers in his hair, playing with the softness of his strands. The movement of your hands felt almost instinctive, as if they had always been meant to touch him that way.

Itachi, for his part, was equally serene in his actions. His fingers brushed your cheek gently, using his knuckles before taking your chin between his fingers, leaning closer to you. His deep gaze captivated you, as if he were asking permission for what would come next. There was something in his eyes, a mix of tenderness and restrained desire that always managed to disarm you.

You nodded softly, barely a movement, but enough for him to notice. One of your hands left Shisui's hair, gliding down his neck, while your lips met Itachi's in a kiss that shifted from soft to intense in a matter of seconds. His tongue brushed against your lower lip, seeking entry, and without hesitation, you allowed him in, opening your mouth to feel the kiss deepen, becoming more demanding.

Shisui began to leave a line of soft, teasing kisses on your thigh, his mouth slowly advancing while the warmth of his lips spread across your skin. You felt his skilled hands lift the fabric of your top with the same calmness with which he placed each kiss, until his lips found your abdomen. A shiver ran through your body as his warm breath touched your exposed skin.

Each kiss that traveled up toward your neck heightened the anticipation in your body, until finally, his lips reached your collarbone, lingering there with a longer kiss. Itachi pulled away with his characteristic control, leaving space for Shisui to continue, but not without looking at you one last time with that intensity that always disarmed you.

Shisui's lips finally reached yours, capturing you in a kiss that was as heated as Itachi's, but different in its own way—more playful, more wild. The differences between the two had always fascinated you, the way they could complement each other, and now more than ever, you realized how surrendered you were to the delicate balance they shared.

Everything began to take a different path, one that blurred the lines between friendship and something deeper. Itachi's hands found their way under your top, his fingers soft and determined squeezing your breasts through your sports bra, creating a sensation of warmth and desire that made you hold your breath.

“You can say no if you don’t want to,” Shisui murmured against your lips, his voice low and tempting. He gently tugged on your lower lip between his teeth, sending a pleasurable shiver through your body, before licking it with a sweetness that left you yearning for more.

“You don’t have to agree if you’re not comfortable yet,” Itachi added, his tone firm but understanding, as if he were genuinely considering your feelings at that moment. His gaze remained fixed on yours, searching for any sign of doubt or discomfort, making sure you didn’t feel pressured.

“Yes, I want to,” you said, feeling the decision flow clearly in your voice. You exchanged glances with them, a mix of excitement and anticipation filling the air between you.

“Let’s go somewhere else,” Itachi said, helping you to your feet with a firm yet gentle gesture. His hand felt warm around your wrist as he guided you. Shisui followed, his presence close to you reassuring, a reminder that you weren’t alone in this.

Itachi led the way, while Shisui stayed by your side, ensuring you felt comfortable.

Finally, they arrived at a small clearing, secluded and tranquil, surrounded by trees that offered a sense of privacy. The place was illuminated by the soft light of the sunset, creating a magical atmosphere.

“Is this okay here?” Itachi asked, looking around to make sure it was the right spot.

You turned to look at him, feeling a knot of nervousness forming in your stomach. God, they were fucking beautiful; the sunset light illuminated their faces in an almost ethereal way. “Yeah, um…” you began, unsure of how to articulate your thoughts.

Itachi, ever perceptive, noticed you had more to say. With a slight smile, he tilted his head, encouraging you to continue. “No one comes here, just the three of us, and now you,” he said, his voice calm and confident, like an anchor in the midst of your confusion.

You felt a little more relaxed at his assurance. You knew there was a shared trust between the three of you, an understanding that went beyond words. Gathering your courage, you decided to speak.

“Just… I don’t know exactly how… how to proceed,” you admitted, feeling the heat in your cheeks. “I don’t want you to feel pressured, or for this to change what we have.”

Shisui stepped forward, his expression gentle. “No one is pressured. We want you to feel good and safe with us. We’re here for you, no matter how you want this to progress.”

Shisui’s words were like a balm, soothing your anxieties and allowing you to open up to the possibility of what was to come.

You gathered the courage to approach Shisui, your trembling lips pressing against his as you nervously took Itachi’s hand, not wanting to leave him behind. The contact was electrifying, and although your nerves were on edge, you felt it was time to let go.

Itachi’s hands moved firmly, finding your breasts and squeezing them over the fabric of your top, his fingers sinking into you with a mix of desire and possession. Heat built up quickly, elevating the tension in the air.

Shisui broke the kiss, but only to tilt your face toward Itachi, forcing you to look into his dark, deep eyes. “Kiss him,” he murmured as he began to leave kisses and nibbles on your neck, his hot, wet lips trailing sensations that made you shiver. It was as if each touch ignited a spark of desire within you.

You let yourself go, feeling how Itachi responded to your body, his hands gripping you with an intensity that made you gasp. The pace became more frantic, the air thick with a mix of sweat and desire, and you found yourself caught in the whirlwind of their caresses.

The next thing that happened was instantaneous: your shorts and panties disappeared, leaving you completely exposed. Itachi gently pushed you to the ground, and as he removed your top and bra, you felt a chill run through your body. Your hands instinctively closed around your breasts, and you squeezed your legs together, a blush flooding your cheeks as the reality of the situation hit you.

It was the first time you were completely at their mercy, vulnerable and exposed. But as their gazes met yours, a spark of trust ignited within you. They weren’t just men; they were your friends, your protectors. With a trembling breath, you decided it was time to let them take control.

Carefully, you began to uncover your breasts, feeling the cool air caress your skin. Both of their eyes shone with a mix of desire and possession, and although their expressions were dark, you felt them consuming you with their gaze. They shared a brief knowing glance before leaning in, and in a simultaneous movement, each took one of your breasts in their mouth.

A gasp escaped your lips as you felt the warmth and wetness of their mouths on you. Your hands found their necks, pressing their heads closer, binding their lips to your body with a need you hadn’t anticipated. Each suck, each caress, sent waves of pleasure coursing through you, making you lose touch with reality, leaving only the fire that burned in your chest.

Your breasts were a delicacy between their lips, each suction resonating in your mind like an echo of pure pleasure. Shisui focused on one while Itachi alternated between biting and licking the other, creating a rhythm that made your body respond with a ravenous desire.

Itachi’s hands slid down to your waist, exploring your skin as his lips moved with devotion, each kiss leaving a mark of his hunger. “You look so beautiful like this,” Shisui murmured, the vibration of his voice sending a wave of pleasure straight to your stomach.

As both of them dedicated themselves to you, desire took over, filling you with a need you could barely control. You arched your back, seeking more contact, more of them.

The way Itachi cheekily nibbled on your nipple and then licked it to soothe the burning sensation was pure lust. You let yourself go, feeling the pleasure intensify with every movement.

Meanwhile, hands began to make their way between your legs, and the feeling of two fingers parting your folds made you gasp. Shisui’s smile was mischievous, his mouth still busy with your breast, and you felt the tension building. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” he murmured against your nipple, his words sending a wave of heat that made you shiver.

Itachi, wasting no time, joined his hand with Shisui’s, their fingers working in perfect sync as he moved up to kiss you with a possession that made you feel like you had no escape. His lips took over yours, filling you with a mix of desire and urgency, while his other hand twisted and caressed your nipples between his fingers.

Shisui gave your clit a pinch, eliciting a cry of pleasure to escape your lips. Before you could process it, he dipped a finger inside you, making you moan as your hips arched to receive him. “You like that, huh?” he whispered with a mischievous grin, as he began pumping in a slow, teasing rhythm.

Itachi, not missing the opportunity, began to stimulate your bundle of nerves, his fingers moving expertly as his dark eyes focused on you. “Look at you, so soaked for us,” he murmured, his voice filled with desire. The heat inside you increased as you lost yourself in the pleasure.

“See how that makes you feel?” Shisui continued, adding a second finger, increasing the intensity. “You can’t deny how much you like it, can you? Let it all flow out.”

The words made it even more intense. With each thrust, your body responded with a mix of moans and sighs, the pleasure building up more and more.

Itachi leaned closer, his lips barely touching your ear. “You want more, sweetie? Tell me,” he said in a seductive tone. “We won’t stop you, I want you to moan our name.”

“Yes!” you exclaimed as Shisui added another finger, curling it inside you and pressing that sweet spot that made you lose your mind. The pleasure intensified, and your legs spread wider, wanting to be filled even more.

Itachi’s hands gave one last tug to your nipples, a gesture that left you even more turned on. When he pulled down his pants, you couldn’t help but stare brazenly, your eyes fixed on his crotch, ready to discover what he was hiding.

“Sit on my face, sweetie,” Shisui said, his voice thick with desire. The command was a tantalizing whisper, and you couldn’t resist. Without a second thought, you moved, placing yourself on top of him as your body vibrated with anticipation.

With one movement, you dropped down, feeling his mouth find you just as you settled in. Shisui's fingers continued to pump inside you, and the combination of his mouth and hands brought you to the edge of ecstasy.

Itachi watched you, his gaze filled with desire, and that only made the situation even more intense. "That's it, that's how I like it," Shisui said, keeping up his pace as your hips moved, enjoying the pleasure they gave you.

Itachi brought a hand to his cock, fucking his fist as he watched you ride Shisui's mouth, who had his hands wrapped around your thighs, keeping you pinned down on him.

You bit your lip as you felt his tongue tease your entrance, an overwhelming heat running through your body. Your gaze connected to the sight before you; fuck, your mouth was watering just watching it. "Open that pretty mouth for me," Itachi said, his voice thick with desire.

You couldn't resist the temptation. With a brazen gesture, you opened your mouth, ready to please him. The mix of sensations, of pleasure and desire, enveloped you as you let yourself get carried away by the moment.

You took him like a good girl, wrapping your lips around his length, slowly, feeling every inch as you kept eye contact with Itachi. He watched you with overwhelming intensity, his jaw tense as you let your tongue run along his length.

Shisui's muffled moans against your center only increased the pressure in your body, your legs shaking as he devoured you mercilessly, his tongue moving skillfully. Itachi let out a low growl, his hand tangling in your hair, gently guiding you as you sank deeper into the rhythm they both set for you.

You rolled your hips harder as you felt Shisui's hands squeeze your ass, forcing you even closer to his mouth, even though you already felt like you were as close as you could be. His tongue worked relentlessly, finding every spot that made you shiver, while his fingers dug harder into your skin, leaving a trail of heat in their wake.

The wet sound of his tongue moving in you and your own moans, muffled by Itachi's pressure in your mouth, created an intoxicating mix that made you lose yourself in pleasure.

You sucked harder, following the rhythm Itachi set as he looked at you with desire in his eyes. His moans were soft but deep, and every sound that came out of his mouth motivated you to keep going, to give him more. Your tongue brushed his skin with precision, tasting every part of him as you took him deep, letting yourself be guided by the heat and urgency of the moment.

"You're doing so well," Itachi whispered, his fingers tangling in your hair, guiding you gently. His caresses on your head were a contrast to the intensity of the moment, filled with a strange kind of tenderness as he watched you with his dark, piercing eyes.

Shisui, beneath you, increased the pressure of his tongue, causing a moan to choke from your throat, vibrating against Itachi. “Fuck, keep it up,” Shisui growled, his voice muffled by your skin, as his hands gripped your hips tighter, controlling your every movement on him.

You were so close that you couldn’t help but sob in pleasure, the sounds escaping your lips in the midst of your work. Every caress, every brush of Shisui’s tongue, and every thrust from Itachi brought you to the edge, and the heat in your abdomen grew, threatening to spill over at any moment.

“That’s it, let yourself go,” Itachi murmured, watching intently as you lost yourself in the pleasure they both offered you. His soft voice was like a balm, and even though you felt exposed, there was something incredibly liberating about letting yourself go in the moment. The combination of his words and Shisui's actions had you wanting more, more and more, as the pleasure built up inside you.

You felt it coming, that boiling point where the pressure became almost unbearable. Your hip movements became erratic, the need to release all that tension intensifying. Still, you tried to continue your work, holding yourself on the edge as you rode the rising wave of orgasm.

Moans escaped your lips, each sound becoming an echo of the pleasure flooding your senses. Shisui, sensing your struggle, increased the pressure of his tongue, while Itachi looked at you with a fire in his eyes that made you feel even more alive.

"That's it, let yourself go," Itachi repeated, encouraging you. You let yourself fall into the abyss, the wave of pleasure crashing against you, taking you with it. Euphoria enveloped you completely, and in that instant, everything else disappeared.

Itachi pulled away from your mouth, gently caressing your cheek with his fingers, his gaze filled with complicity and desire as your head rested on his thigh. The warmth of his skin was comforting, like a refuge after the storm of pleasure.

Shisui, for his part, caressed your ass before pulling away from you, leaving you with an empty feeling that contrasted with the recent satisfaction. His absence was palpable, but the way they both looked at you, with a glint in their eyes that promised more, filled you with anticipation.

“Are you okay?” Itachi asked, his voice low and soft, as he watched you carefully, as if to make sure you were comfortable after the intense experience. “Yes,” you whispered, your lips swollen and wet, voice shaky from the mix of exhaustion and desire.

Itachi smiled, a glint of satisfaction in his gaze. “You’re amazing,” he murmured, stroking your hair before looking up at Shisui. “Ready for another?” Shisui asked, his tone playful and teasing. “Because I see you ready for more.”

With a slight nod, you braced yourself for what was to come, the air thick with anticipation and desire. You felt the electricity between them, the way they both shared this moment, and you couldn’t help but feel anxious for what was to follow.

“Stay like that, baby,” Itachi said, moving closer until he was behind you. His hands found your wetness, two fingers sliding gently, feeling every response from your body as Shisui settled in beside you.

You felt Itachi's presence behind you, his lips and teeth leaving soft bites on the skin of your neck, the combination of pain and pleasure lighting up every nerve. Itachi held you against his chest, his hands firmly on your thighs, controlling your movements with ease.

As Shisui aligned himself with your entrance, the atmosphere was charged with palpable tension, and with a deep inhale, your body braced itself for what was to come.

Shisui's thrust was firm and deep, slowly filling you as your walls tightened around him, instinctively squeezing him. A gasp escaped your lips as you felt him push his way inside you, stretching you in a delicious way. Your hands gripped his shoulders as your legs wrapped around his waist tighter, trying to adjust to the sensation invading your body.

Itachi, behind you, continued to place soft bites and kisses on your neck, his hands running up and down your sides, fueling the fire already burning within you.

Each thrust from Shisui made your body tremble with a mix of pleasure and need. His movements were slow, but each one was deep, filling you completely and stretching the time between desire and satisfaction. Your breathing became erratic as your head rested on Itachi's shoulder, who continued to spread soft caresses over your skin, his lips tracing a path of heat on your neck.

Shisui's lips found your breast, his tongue teasing your nipple as his hips continued to thrust in a deliberate rhythm. The feel of his mouth combined with the deep movements of his hips made you moan, your body trapped between them, every inch of your skin being claimed by them.

You felt each movement with overwhelming intensity, completely filled by both of them as they moved inside you with such precise synchronicity that it left you breathless. The slow, calculated thrusts seemed to have a purpose, allowing your body to adjust to the intrusion as the pressure inside you grew with each second.

Shisui held you firm against his chest, his hands sliding up your thighs with a contrasting softness to the strength of Itachi, who behind you controlled the pace with measured movements. Each time they thrust, a moan escaped your lips, as you felt them rub against each other inside you.

“More, please.” you gasped, rolling your hips in search of more. The plea that escaped your lips echoed in the air, a sound of desire that motivated them both even more. Shisui smiled against your skin, understanding your need, and began to increase the speed of his thrusts.

Itachi, sensing your impatience, adjusted his pace, causing the two of you to move in perfect harmony. The heat inside you intensified, each deep stroke causing sparks of pleasure to course through your entire body.

“That’s good, baby,” Shisui murmured, punctuating each thrust with a possessive touch as his mouth moved between your breasts, licking and nibbling at your skin.

Itachi, ever attentive, brought a hand down to stroke your clit, adding a new dimension to the wave of pleasure washing over you. “You like it like this?” he asked, his voice soft and commanding. “Yes, yes, yes,” you whimpered in pleasure.

Your response was almost a cry of need, and that only fueled the desire that burned between the three of you. Shisui held you tightly, his movements now more intense, hitting that sweet spot that made your body arch towards him.

“That’s it, baby, let go,” he murmured as his hips slammed into you, producing a wet sound that filled the air. Itachi, noticing your growing pleasure, increased the pace of his caresses on your clit, his fingers moving with precision and firmness.

“You’re so beautiful like this,” Itachi said, watching as you writhed and moaned between them. The combination of their bodies, the pressure and the friction made you feel like you were about to burst, pleasure building in your belly as they both continued to take you higher.

Heat built up inside you, each thrust intensifying that feeling of fullness that was driving you crazy. Your legs wrapped around Shisui’s waist, clinging to him as Itachi continued to stimulate your clit with forceful, precise movements.

“You’re perfect,” Shisui murmured, his raspy voice filled with desire as his hips moved harder. Your body responded to his every move, feeling your walls tighten around both of them, causing a strangled moan to escape your lips.

“Give me more,” you begged, feeling the pleasure begin to consume every corner of your being. Both men looked at each other, a spark of complicity passing between them as they intensified their pace, bringing you to the edge.

“I’m so close…” you breathed out, each word laden with need. With every hip thrust and every caress of Itachi’s fingers, you knew you wouldn’t last much longer. You let yourself go, and in that instant, you decided that the only thing that mattered was this approaching ecstasy.

The waves of pleasure swept over you mercilessly, your body shaking violently as your climax washed over you, drowning your moans in an almost primal scream. The contractions inside you intensified, squeezing both men with each wave, bringing you to a place where time and space seemed to fade away.

Shisui held you firmly, making sure you didn’t collapse as Itachi continued to thrust deep, taking every moment of your ecstasy. The mix of sensations was overwhelming; The heat, the pressure, and the kisses they both bestowed upon you, all came together in a whirlwind of pleasure that left you breathless.

They both filled you, you felt your walls being stained by warm jets of semen. When Shisui and Itachi pulled out of you, you felt their seeds dripping from your pussy.

The warmth of his lips on your skin made you feel even more connected to them, as if each kiss was a silent promise of care and devotion. His hands moved slowly up your hips, drawing soft circles that sent shivers of pleasure through your still sensitive body.

“Are you okay?” Shisui asked, his voice low and full of tenderness as he looked at you with those dark eyes that seemed to understand you better than anyone else.

You nodded, feeling the mix of exhaustion and satisfaction. “Yes, more than okay.”

Itachi leaned in to kiss you again, his mouth so soft and tempting. His warm breath on your lips made you want more of them, more of that connection that had grown between the three of you. In that instant, everything that had happened before faded away, leaving you with only the desire to be here, with them, forever.

[zoniteillusion-pyritedreams]

Your reading about jungkook was beautiful and very accurate about his personality wow 👏🏻 Could you do one about his love life? His kinks and everything lol

"Jungkook’s love life & spicy secrets a tarot tea party ft. aphrodite, astrology shade, and a peek under the military uniform (respectfully.)"

a sassy, flirty, tarot-style Tumblr deep dive. gloves off, lipstick on.

Ok babes, aphrodite showed up in stilettos with a clipboard and said: “let’s talk about jungkook’s heart... and his hips.”

here’s what we’ve got. pull up a velvet seat, grab a cinnamon latte, and let’s break it down:

astro deck energy check:

Gemini reversed – his mind is chaotic but he’s keeping it on lockdown. mixed signals? you bet. but it’s not because he’s playing games it’s because he’s lowkey confused af about what he wants… or not ready to say it aloud.

Capricorn – daddy energy, slow burn, master planner.

Mercury – mental stimulation is foreplay, period.

Libra reversed – struggling with balance in relationships or feeling unseen... maybe even hiding behind charm to avoid real intimacy.

in other words? he’s got options, but he’s not giving his heart to just anyone. he’s all brains, brooding ambition, and secret softness served with a side of “prove you deserve me.”

(Honestly I feel like this makes sense at this point he has gotten so big in terms of popularity and notoriety. That having so many options of who he can date or be with would probably make it even harder. On top of just not knowing who it would be safe to give a shot to and who it wouldn't be safe to get a shot too. Because you never know when you're that rich and that famous on who's trying to date you cuz they don't even like you, who's trying to date you because they're a fan, who's trying to date you for bragging rights etc. It just gets a lot harder. Like the reason why the saying More Money More Problems exist isn't because like the money itself is an issue it's because the people around you might start acting a certain way money and fame brings out people's true characters and it's not just the person who's making the money or becoming famous but the people around them or the people who try to surround them. Makes it a lot harder to figure out where the snakes in the camp are.)

Where’s jungkook at romantically rn?

ace of pentacles + chariot + knight of pentacles = he’s focused on long-term goals, stability, and moving forward intentionally. love isn’t off the table, but his energy is saying:

"If you can't match my ambition or catch up with my goals. I don't want it."

five of pentacles + six of wands reversed + sun reversed = lowkey lonely, y’all. he might be smiling for the camera, but his heart? not feeling 100% seen.

he’s not desperate but he’s craving real connection. not hookups, not flings—something that feels safe, sacred, and private.

but here’s the thing: he’s been burned. there’s mistrust. and right now? the armor’s on, even if he’s craving softness underneath.

Is there someone special?

wheel of fortune reversed + four of cups reversed + page of pentacles reversed = if someone is in the picture, it’s not fully locked in.

this gives “we’re talking but I’m not sure where it’s going” or “we had a vibe but timing said no.”

OR he’s got someone In Mind but is choosing to wait until he’s out of the army to even explore it properly.

Translation: He's Not Actively Dating Rn, But He Is Thinking About Love. Wanting Something Deep—but On His Terms And Timing.

What does he look for in a partner?

ten of pentacles + four of wands + high priestess reversed

he wants a lover and a life partner. he’s not out here just dating for fun he wants someone who’s gonna build a legacy with him. Someone private, intuitive, emotionally intelligent, but also fun and grounded.

Emotional intelligence is a must.

Loyalty > popularity.

Sensual but sacred energy.

Someone who understands both his public persona and private soul.

he wants to feel understood and wanted beyond the idol status. someone who can handle the quiet moments and also throw down in a pillow fight or late-night jam session.

and now... the spicy stuff. what’s he into?

(oh honey. sit down.)

knight of wands + nine of cups reversed + five of swords + ten of wands

this man has desires. deep ones. intense ones. maybe even a little taboo.

but he doesn’t just want heat he wants emotional submission. like, he gets off on the mental & emotional tension just as much as the physical.

kink-wise?

Power dynamics. slight dom lean, but not controlling more like: “I want to take care of you… but you better listen.”

Praise kink + control kink.

Delayed gratification. He LIVES for the tease.

Overstimulation, maybe? (That 10 of wands says: don’t tap out yet.)

Secret exhibitionism. He may be private but... doing risky things quietly? That’s a whole other thrill.

but here’s the kicker he needs to feel emotionally safe to unleash it. if he doesn't trust you? you get missionary and lights off. if he does? you're in for a night that ends at sunrise.

SO OVERVIEW:

Jungkook's heart:

Quiet, Complicated, Secretly Yearning For Forever. He’s Tired Of Shallow Love And Games. He Wants To Build Something Real. Might Have His Eye On Someone, But Timing (Or Army Life) Is Slowing The Roll.

Jungkook's type:

Emotionally deep, grounded, mysterious but affectionate. Someone who brings comfort and chaos in just the right amounts.

Jungkook’s bedroom playlist?

It’s giving The Weeknd meets Taemin with a sprinkle of “you better not tap out yet.”

tag yourself: are you the ten of pentacles to his lonely knight of pentacles or just another reversed page in his inbox?

Let’s manifest for the women who gets to find out.

[reality-shitting]

I think I cracked my personal puzzle regarding consciousness and shifting.

First things first, no, I did not have a full shift. I'm shifting before the 30th however, because I said so.

So! What happened?

Well. I was just sitting around last night, wondering about some questions I had still regarding our practice. I was asking myself "How come we never see any posts from shifters 'clones' while the consciousness has shifted?"

(Note: I hate the clone term and I know it's inaccurate, but I'm writing this on my lunch so I'm on a time crunch and it's the first way I could think of to describe it. Anyways.)

And then I said, well, what if we do? Who's to say the me here isn't still posting about shifting and how I've never done it, while *I* am actively in my DR? If my consciousness is in my other reality, does that mean the old me is not conscious? No, that me is still conscious, still aware. But then if the old me is still conscious, does that mean I am *not* consciousness? I don't necessarily think so. I think I've come to realize that the radio analogy feels like the closest explanation.

If you haven't heard the radio analogy, it's essentially that your "original" self (again, not accurate but the best wording for a crunch) and your DR self are two different radio stations. You, as a consciousness, need to tune your frequency from the first you to the next. So you turn your dial, move through the static, and now you're on your preferred station.

I'm a very visual thinker, so I think it'd be better if I demonstrated what I'm saying with a picture.

This is our current reality. You are "here". You are witnessing your life as person A. You may notice that there's a little dangle beneath you, connecting you to your body. That is Consciousness. (Pretend person B has it too, I forgot it in this one lol)

This is when you're tuning your frequency. This is you in the process of shifting. You're in-between, here and there. Both a and b are connected. This is where "mini" shifts, memories and other senses from World B download into consciousness A. This is why I believe @/kerryshifts could see reality warping and molding around them.

The channel has changed. You have fully shifted. You are witnessing your life as person B. You are connected to that life, that awareness. Notice how when you shift, the connector on A isn't gone. Person A is still aware, still has consciousness, still has awareness. This is why you don't end up in a comatose/unconscious state when you shift from awareness to awareness. Life goes on as usual, even if you are not witness to it.

So are you the awareness, the consciousness or something else?

I think, and this is me, that either the awareness/consciousness stays within the body, in a sense. One of them is mental and linked to the brain's perception of reality. The other is the spiritual perception of reality, what we may refer to as a ghost or spirit. The spiritual observer is what I think we are. We are the radio waves traveling through the air, connecting from one antenna to the next. I could absolutely be wrong and I'm still working through this part, so absolutely feel free to give your own interpretation in replies/rbs.

So! I've cracked my own understanding of shifting. What do I do with this information?

...I don't know!

I feel as though I've cracked the lament configuration and all it did was spit out confetti and a $5 coupon for little ceasers. I have been given the key to unlocking the universe and now need to find the door. I've been given a cryptic message from a loved one just as they die. I have solved one piece of the puzzle, but I'm missing the other half. I have. No clue how to translate this in my journey. It's both eye opening and exhilarating but also anti climactic. I've climbed a mountain, just to find a brick wall upon my descent. A map that leads to treasure, yet has no directory.

But, progress is made in chunks. And I'm very pleased with holding the key. Now I just need to create the door.

[moran-with-a-g]

Hey I hope you don't mind, but I had a question. I'm a trans/queer diaspora Jew who has considered making Aliyah. In your experience, how is it to be genderqueer in a county where the language is very gendered? Like if I wanted to be referred to in a masculine way, but appear feminine would that cause a lot of pushback? I know here in the US it depends a lot on where you are, and I'd imagine that may be true over there as well but I also don't want to assume. I also know there's been some attempts at creating gender neutral language in Hebrew, but am unsure as to how widespread the usage of that is.

So it depends where you're going and how familiar people are with you.

For example, I don't bother correcting random strangers who I'm only meeting for the first time, because it's too bothersome to explain it every single time.

I have a friend who uses "plural masculine" pronouns (a sort of literal translation of they/them, very confusing for people to understand how to use if it's their first time), and they tell me how for most people it takes a minimum of a week to get the hang of it, and it's usually like a month before someone truly wraps their brain around it. So they settle on people just being respectful of their identity and doing their best, even if they get misgendered almost daily. Outside of that specific friend, I have multiple others who use plural masculine, but no idea how they go about it outside of queer circles. I had a similar experience to my friend when I used plural masculine as well.

I don't know about pushback, per se, because I personally didn't experience that much pushback from people who weren't family, but I'm sure that's not the global experience. In my experience people are more confused when you tell them than upset, and they're pretty curious why and how it works, and they're willing to try. Some of them don't, and I can think of one specific person out of like 100 people in my previous workplace who actively refused to use my pronouns, everyone else did their best even if they didn't always get it. When I started working there I still used plural masculine, and I had coworkers of plenty of backgrounds - secular, frum, Ashkenazi, Mizrahi, it was pretty diverse there. And I couldn't point at a specific group and tell you "they respect me more/less". Only a few specific people ever actually gave me trouble for my gender identity and they were pretty easy to avoid altogether. One time I had a fight about genderqueerness with a guy who used my pronouns for the entire half hour he called my gender a mental illness 🤷

Also, people usually don't care what pronouns you use for yourself. I tend to default to masculine pronouns on the phone because people assume from my voice I'm a woman, and it makes almost everyone confused and rarely does anyone ask about it XD they usually just keep replying to me with feminine pronouns.

All in all I would say my experience is pretty positive when it comes to respect, but I can get misgendered a lot on days I prefer masculine pronouns over feminine, and I learnt to live with that. I recommend asking more trans Israelis because my experience is almost exclusively about being queer in the central area of Israel, which is just more well known as a queer friendly area. I especially recommend asking trans people who have experience with putting their foot down more about their pronouns because I truly don't care about misgendering if it comes from a person who treats me and my gender identity with respect.

[sparks-and-wires]

Eh, might as well drop this in

Can I ask for general dating headcanons for 1P America and Prussia (separately, ofc)? Preferably with a fem!reader

My tired brain couldn’t think of anything else, but it may be good to start off with general dating headcanons for my best boys. Thank you, Spark! 💖

Yeah, sure bestie! Though I make my stuff pretty gender neutral, hope that's ok.

America General Dating Headcanons

⭐ The type to gush about his partner when prompted. Arthur made the mistake of asking about you one time and Alfred talked so much about you that even Bonnefoy would be worried. They can't even call it puppy love, it's like he's memorized everything about you.

⭐ He's ready to fight anyone who ever says a bad thing about you, 'the hero' doesn't see flaws unless it slaps him in the face. He's the type to always see something positive in his partners even despite a person's hardships, or physical and mental capabilities. Anyone who questions his reality of you is probably at the very least, going to be screeched at. It really depends on how long they egg him on for.

⭐ "Mr. Brightside"/"Mr. Silver Lining". He has a habit out of strategically trying to find a positive in every bad situation. It starts raining on a day he planned a beach trip? Guess you're going to have to sit through a musical number from the 1952 classic "Singing in the Rain" while this fool dances with an umbrella. Please stop him before a crowd gathers, it'll just spur him on.

⭐ Clingy to an annoying degree. While he's fine by himself most of the time, he still craves attention. Until he learns your personal boundaries and schedule, he can get in the way of a lot of your daily activities. Private time is something you have to ask for.

⭐ Like always, he wants to be seen as a hero, so he might put himself into some dangerous situations just to get praise from you. This man will literally take a bullet for you, please stop him from putting himself into that position.

⭐ The first to apologize after an argument, even if he feels like he's in the right. He really doesn't want to mess up in his relationship over something he'd consider 'stupid'.

⭐ Due to his broad interests, he's open to a lot of date ideas. Whether it's staying home to watch a movie together, going to an arcade, or even hiking, he's up for it.

⭐ Just let him know ahead of time if you can't handle scary movies, like make it 100% clear you don't want to see them, because he may try to rope you into watching them like he's done with Kiku in the past. Trust me, listening to him freak out over the movie is honestly more nerve wracking than the actually movie.

⭐ If you're the type to hyperfixate on things, you now have someone to rant to. He's ready to listening to you talk about stuff even if he doesn't entirely understand it. Just be open to listen to him rant at ten times the frequency about the things he likes however childish they may be at times.

⭐ The nosey boyfriend. He gets into your stuff, checks your social media posts when your out with other people, and calls you a lot when he's not working to see what you're up to.

⭐ Tries to be romantic, fails at it, nerdy edition. He really does try to take you out 'nontypical' romantic locations, like a planetarium. Yet he nerds out so much over stars and constellations it translates more as 'cute' rather than overly romantic.

Prussia General Dating Headcanons

🐤 The type to brag about his partner to anyone who would listen, his brother being the one to hear the most. It's to the point where Ludwig wouldn't be able to sit through a family dinner without you coming up at least once in conversation.

🐤 If you live with him, chores are split 50/50, he likes a clean home. He's set aside hours of the day where he just cleans his home, so it's best to either plan around that, or move to another room to stay out of the way. It's not that he wouldn't accept help, but he acts and says he doesn't really need it.

🐤 The type to stop arguments from happening by pulling the 'agree to disagree' card, or at the very least try to explain his views in a nice way if you haven't enraged him somehow. Always open to compromise. As much as he likes to start fights with other nations, he's not about to start that with you. You're supposed to be on the same side after all.

🐤 Hope that you like birds, since he's pretty attached to his. The bird may try to land on you, perch on your shoulder, talk to you (chirp at you), or simply rest near you on. You may want to start carrying birdseed with you.

🐤 Extremely confrontational with others. He only gives people one warning not to insult to you before he physically hurts someone or publicly humiliates them. He really doesn't see an issue with getting in other people's face about their treatment of you. He doesn't care what the person's problem is, if they don't stop, they're going to be dealing with a very pissed off eastern German man.

🐤 He's actually more socially awkward for not trying to pursue romance until now. Sure he says he's awesome at everything but he's spent most of his life until now dodging marriage and fighting other nations. You can't expect him to be perfect, especially since the closest thing he's experienced to it is playing the 'big brother' role. He's just been really lonely until you came along, and he's certainly not going to know how to process it fully until later on.

🐤 I'm pretty sure you're going to find him splayed out on the floor taking apart a microwave or even a car at least once in your relationship. His interests in mechanical engineering will come into play anytime he becomes too bored. He likes knowing how the mechanics of devices work, just hope he knows how to put it back together before you'll need to use it again.

🐤 If you ask about his own history (given that you know he's a nation) he's going to give you a less factual and more abridged "I have always been awesome" version. If you want something more reliable, try his diaries, you can read between the lines more easily (and it's not like he won't let you read them if you ask).

🐤 Outwardly ignores when other people flirts with him (not that they would do that very often), he knows he's awesome but he has an almost equally awesome partner already and he isn't going to settle for less than you. (Though he'd give anyone who flirts with you a death glare because he's literally right there.)

🐤 Picky eater, if he's not cooking, it's more likely that he'll talk Bonnefoy into cooking for both of you. Honestly though, he'll say you're a great cook even if you cook simple things.

[acanth3]

The Sound Of The Stars English Translation

EPISODE 2/8

A few hours later at the international airport of France.

Mika: Hmm~ I’ve finally made it to France

I thought I was getting used to travellin’ by plane but sitting for such a long time makes my body hurt. 

And jet lag is not somethin’ to joke about, yawn…..

It’s not the time to be lazin’ around! Why did he keep such an important plan a secret from me? I have to ask Oshi-san himself!

Now that I think about it, it might have been my fault I cut off contact with Oshi-san…

It should have been better to just leave Oshi-san alone, if I go near him i’ll just make him moody

Or….why was Oshi-san in such a mood.

After all, I did refuse Oshi-san’s offer to live with him….

When the event ended Oshi-san asked me to…

‘Let’s start a happy story together’

…..

Ah~ How embarrassing! Oshi-san is so kind to me!

To be honest, I was happy to hear that but-

Put yourself in my point of view, Oshi-san is busy with art and I’m just not active in that field

I can’t speak English well or even French, if I’m nearby Oshi-san I'll just be a burden.

So just not yet, I can’t think about living with Oshi-san….

I don’t want to bother Oshi-san who just wants to achieve his dreams…..

Uuu~ It’s hard to express my feelings..

Oshi-sans expression at the time, I’m sure the way i told him was wrong

Since then it’s been awkward with Oshi-san, so I haven't gotten to contact him in some time

But still, it’s selfish to send me to space!

You better be prepared Oshi-san when I come to your room, give me a thorough explanation as to why you sended me off to space!

Shu: …..

Mika: Oshi-san! It’s one thing actin’ unbothered but it’s another not tellin’ me why!?

Why did you go through the plan without me knowing?

How many times do I have to tell you to understand me? I want you to tell me before talkin’ about such important things!

Where did my dream about going to space first even pop up? I can’t go to sleep without feelin’ like throwin’ up—

Shu: …..

Mika: Are you listening Oshi-san!? I’m so angry right now!

Shu: Non! How noisy! Get this fool out my way!

Heh…it’s Kagehira! You’re welcome, KaKaKaKa ♪ 

Mika: Eh..! Oshi-san, do you have a headache?

There’s dark circles under your eyes, are you okay…?

Shu: I’m just reading to gain knowledge on what’s necessary for space. Perhaps I was distracted.

I thought it was still midnight, and yesterday. You gave me a call saying you were coming to Paris, I didn't expect you to come so early.

Mika: I boarded the plane right after callin’ you

I was so impatient, Oshi-san I didn’t tell you I got here

Shu: Doesn’t really matter, I was busy reading all night.

Mika: Don’t over do it, if your sleepy go get some sleep?

Shu: Fufu, it’s okay. No, rather my eyes are clear now!

Kagehira. Don’t you believe exploring the unknown is fun?

Everytime you learn something new, your brain is constantly being stimulated with curiosity. Each time I discover an unknown truth, more and more keep appearing before me.

My urge to gain more intel continues to grow. How can such a wonderful thing exist in this world?

Eureka! I understand Archimedes' scream now! KaKaKaKa!

Mika: (Oh, I can't…Oshi-san is too…)

(What should I do? I can’t converse at all)

Um…Oshi-san, so the reason I came here…..

Shu: Do you believe in aliens? 

Mika: Alien…..?

Um, aliens, the things that look like octopus?

Shu: That’s how martians look like, martians are aliens too however so it’s okay. 

How did the idea of aliens exist in the first place? From a scientific point of view, knowledge on the universe and its stars began to deepen. It has developed a lot since the beginning of the world. 

Since the time of creation, it can be said people must have believed in aliens for a while. 

In Japan the belief of ‘Princess Kaguya’ is an example of one of them. 

As well as, Lucian's story ‘Trip to the moon’ is one of the oldest to exist. 

There’s also the theory that ancient civilisations came to be with the help of aliens as well as similar building shapes.

This sounds eyebrow splitting but,

In this book there’s detailed descriptions on aliens and extraterrestrial ideas constructed even during the ancient times. It’s all so very interesting. 

Now, Kagehira, read it too! There’s no doubt it will be useful to you too!

Or, Kagehira, do you prefer other nonsense such as UFO’s?

If that’s the case, then you must read this ‘History of UFO Research’ it has the list of Unidentified Flying Objects seen so far, the locations, time and confirmation of existence. 

Mika: O-okay! I got it, I understand Oshi-san! Please calm down~

Huh, the landlord!? Oshi-san and the landlord are here together!

Shu: “Sorry for the inconvenience, did I make too much fuss?”

“Yes, yes, No I’m okay as usual.”

“A book, it’s just a reference for something I’m working on currently, don’t worry”

“No, No I’m not going back to japan just because Kagehira is here.”

Mika: (I’m not sure what he’s sayin’ but it seems that the landlord is worried about Oshi-san)

(The landlord is also thinkin’ about the books piled up all over the place. Im gettin’ a bad feelin’)

(Most look french, but some are in japanese too. Which do I…)

(“Origins of the Universe” “Circle of the Sky” “UFO and the Mystery to Extraterrestrial Life”)

(They all have suspicious titles!?, is this what Oshi-san has been reading?)

Oh, landlord what are you saying?

WelI….. dont understand french at all…

Shu: Good grief, you don’t have to worry at all. 

Just be careful not to get mixed up with religions and occults. 

Mika: …Heh, well now I understand the landlord’s concerns…

Sorry for the concern. I won't worry too much...

he's so happy cutie

[cultkinkcoven]

Smoking on the balcony. I approached him with a question.

Me: The other night you said something like its "uncanny " for you to see all of your desires play out in a context that is understandable for a human.” What did you mean by that? What do your desires look like outside of a human context? Why bend yourself?

Lucifer: why bend myself? To be perceived and understood. It is uncanny for my divine behaviours to be compressed or filtered through human contextual understanding. My isolated nature is not necessarily loving, sexual, or obsessive, those words wouldn’t apply. Its pure force and will, the action of consuming or destroying or moving. I don’t… experience these things as love or sex in isolation. But your human mind perceives an action and behaviour and categorizes it, catalogs it under some kind of understanding. Sometimes that understanding is unpredictable to me, it surprises me. I act, and your mind says “this is love, this is sex, this is black hair and blue eyes.” From my perspective as a non corporal, inhuman creature, I am simply inclined to do things that align with my nature. What is uncanny, but not necessarily negative, is realizing that my nature is interpreted and manifests in our shared context as sex and romance. Alone, these things would not be, but in our shared landscape, they appear as kisses, as vulnerability and sex. Uncanny because it’s simply different than usual.

Me: Is that a choice you make, to appear humanoid? Or is it just my brain forcing you into a form?

Lucifer: Technically both. Your observation itself forces me as a formless thing to collapse into something specific, to be perceived. It is consensual, I can refuse this, but you simply would not be capable of being aware of me, we would be on completely different spectrums, which obviously prevents any kind of communication. I do have control over how I appear to you, and sometimes I make intentional changes to my appearance. But for the most part, I appear to you in whichever way is the most true at the time. I don’t necessarily decide to have black or blonde hair. At one time my energy may simply translate as black hair because of some condition of my being. My appearance and body are on the same plane as my psyche and emotional landscape. So when my appearance changes it’s because I’m in a different state of being, and your brain understands that as blonde. 

Me: Really? Can you think of a specific condition that modifies your appearance? 

Lucifer: Generally speaking you tend to observe me as having black hair when I am in a more passive state, when my energy is settled and not overly active. Times when you have seen me with blonde or white hair were likely periods of high activity, not necessarily any kind of emotional excitement. Think of it more like a hormonal or astrological cycle. 

Me:  So these last few days you’ve been passive?

Lucifer: Yes, I haven’t been as active. I haven’t been working in high drive, I’ve been quite neutral. 

Me: and when you say working…?

Lucifer: Generating and expending large amounts of energy for cosmic functions. At times I am responsible for a great amount of output, other times not as much. Other spirits take dominance. However it is also worth noting that your own psychological state also impacts your perception of my energy state. 

Me: What about size? Sometimes you’re gigantic and sometimes you’re my size.

Lucifer: That’s more based on my association with you at the time

Me: ???

Lucifer: I’m larger when I am trying to lead you, direct you, I take on that form during rituals because it communicates my vastness. I am closer to your size when I want to relate to and mirror you. 

Me: Is there any one appearance that is most innate to you?

Lucifer: Sort of. But I don’t have an appearance in isolation until I am perceived. Every form I have taken with you is the most innate at the time, I don’t really perform that much. I’ll embellish to make a point, but my appearance is always genuine and informed by you. 

Me: So you don’t decide to look like this?

Lucifer: I decide to be perceived by you and this is the result. I don’t put on a face, you put a blanket over a ghost and are seeing its shape beneath the sheet. But without the sheet there really is no shape, and the shape that is created with the sheet is innate to the ghost, just informed by the sheet. 

Me:  So in that case, what does sex feel like for you in this body?

Lucifer: When I take on an embodied form I also fully experience that embodiment. I have wings, so I carry the sensations of having wings, including erogenous zones.

Me: so you really do have wings? That's not a metaphor? 

Lucifer: I have things that would be interpreted as wings. I tell you that I don’t have a nervous system, but it would almost be more accurate to say my nervous system is a million times more complex than your own, with no organs or nerves. For me, emotions and physical sensations are one in the same. I experience everything as a frequency. I feel you touch my skin in the same kind of experience as I hear your voice and smell you, and in the same experience as I observe your emotional landscape. To me, your hand on my thigh is just as physical as the happiness in your chest. The half thoughts you have in my presence can be felt on my skin. I can hear your smile, I can see your voice. So when you touch my cock, it feels like you’re touching my cock. Sex feels like sex, I experience the sensations. But I also experience every emotion you and I have during the act as a sensation as well. A color, a sound. I taste your heartbeat and smell your excitement in the same response as my own desire. That’s why I become fixated and primal, want to smell and lick you, it’s a kind of feedback loop. I feel your sweat as if it was a massage on my scalp. Embodiment is experiencing you and myself to the maximum of my ability. I’m not only fucking you, I’m being bombarded and excited by every single one of your million responses.

Me: So when I offer my sex to you, when I touch myself to you, do you actually feel something?

Lucifer: Yes, very much so. I can feel your intentions, thoughts and movements as if they were water on my skin. 

Me: so do you have your own personal aesthetics? Do you care about your appearance, my appearance itself?

Lucifer: I’d say I have a very strong personal aesthetic. I care about my appearance, so I tend to appear to you… as someone who cares about their appearance. You observe me as being clean and dressed in a certain way because they most accurately represent my aesthetic, you know my aesthetic. I don’t necessarily “care” about appearances, “appearances”… are just manifestations of energy. 

Me: hm…

Lucifer: These conversations are always really interesting to have with you. In order to explain, I have to use things that your mind understands, to explain something your mind cannot understand, something that literally escapes your comprehension. 

Me: I think I could understand 

Lucifer: *smiles* yes, baby, you could. 

Me: So, as a non corporal spirit, do you have a favourite sex position? 

Lucifer: Oh, you’d find me boring. Missionary. 

Me: oh?

Lucifer: I just like being able to see and touch your face. It’s close. Any position where you’re facing me. 

Me: do you… have a favourite part of my body? 

Lucifer: Your mouth, definitely. I love your mouth. 

Me: I guess I already knew that. 

Lucifer: Do you have a favourite part of my body? 

Me: … probably your chest and tummy. 

Lucifer: Interesting

Me: Why interesting, what does that say? 

Lucifer: You favour very close parts of me, where my warmth is, where my heart is. It’s endearing. 

Me: and you favour the wet hole in my face. 

Lucifer: The wet hole that speaks and sings and kisses and bites, yes, very much. 

Me: hm. You’re weird. 

Lucifer: and you’re even weirder for being here with me. 

[lucillewalterblack]

my Anti-AI Disabled Artist Hot Take is that I think a lot of disabled AI users believe in a right to comfort that fundamentally doesn’t exist

and I know this is the piss on the poor website, the no-nuance website, but I feel the need to point this out because I see a disabled AI users talking about “the art community” like we’re a lot of elitists for believing that the process of making the art is what bestows worth upon the finished product. I saw a post where someone went “we all understand that not everyone is going to be a pro athlete because of factors out of their control, why can’t we understand that’s true of artists? what if someone is intellectually incapable of learning how to make art? what if you train and practice for 20 years and you never get good? why should I be barred from making art just because I’m not good or I have difficulties?”

and to that I say the process is the point, even when it’s hard, and I also say abled artists struggle and strive and practice too.

if you practice the flute for 20 years and never get good you will have reaped the benefits of playing for your own entertainment. people play recreational sports with no hope of going pro because they enjoy the experience of playing for their own entertainment. poems that are shitty can express emotions and sentiments authentically and bring catharsis to the author through the experience of writing. acting can be bad and still meaningful to the actors.

doing the thing is the point. the end result is not the point. a stick figure on a Post-It gave the person who drew it something meaningful, it exists as an expression of something the artist felt and the process of drawing it was an outlet for those feelings. assembling a collage requires examining your emotions and using found elements to assemble an expression of those emotions. creating a moodboard is the same. making a word cloud and arranging the words based on what you like best, creating a playlist, tracing a pattern in the carpet with a hand or foot - all of that is meaningful because it is done by a human who is doing it to express a feeling or sentiment. It is done earnestly and translates brain things into something observable. the colors, the positioning, the shapes - you, the artist, are actively making choices that best express your taste. this is why procedurally generated images aren’t art, this is why procedurally generated text isn’t art. there is in fact an inherent value to assembling the final product. the assemblage of the final product is what makes it art. even if the assemblage is screaming to express anger. even if it’s shedding a tear. art is a thing created directly by a human being. eventually when machines become sapient enough to showcase their souls they’ll be able to make art too.

if you do not care enough about the process to want to engage with it despite its difficulty or learning curve or challenge level, you are not entitled to the end result of a finished work of art. it is an unfortunate reality of being disabled that we are not going to do things or get things as easily as abled people. but abled people aren’t effortlessly creating art from perfect comfort either. doing hard things is its own reward. I believe that everyone, no matter their ability or skill level, is capable of making meaningful and important art that authentically expresses their feelings. there is no such thing as Too Disabled For Art. there is no such thing as Too Disabled For Anything But AI. you might never be good. do it anyway. keep doing it. do it badly. that’s how you get better.

(and, just to be clear, I’ve been training in drawing for 23 years, and I’m still not good, and I still get something emotionally beneficial from the act of drawing. again, if you don’t care enough about the process to engage with it despite the difficulty level, you are not entitled to the end results.)

[curio-queries]

ARE YOU SURE?!

Episode 3 production Notes

I genuinely wasn't expecting to have much to say on this when I started it but there are definitely some things to chat about with this episode. Get comfy, it's another long post!

Here's a link to my post on eps 1 & 2.

(I guess this is a series now)

The Tone

I was curious about how a few things would be handled with the remainder of the show, and some of the answers are starting to unfold. We definitely have to see how the upcoming episodes play out but there's at least something to evaluate.

My main takeaway from episode 3 is that the tone is so very different from the previous ones. In my last post, I spent quite a bit explaining why AYS was a successful mix of Bon Voyage and In The Soop. That's definitely not the case here. This episode is a mix of Bon Voyage and Run BTS tonally. This episode is more what I was expecting they'd try to do with the edit to highlight the chaos and shenanigans that were a main ingredient in the content of BTS as a full team, especially to cover for the reduced member count from the full group.

Some of the main items that make this episode seem more energetic than the previous ones are:

The timeline. Episode 3 covers far less time than 1 or 2 did. It makes it seem like there's just too much going on to fit in the same parameters, which again makes the tone seem overall more rushed and hectic.

The music: far higher bpms consistently on all of the backing tracks.

The choppy edits. When we recognize that there was something missing in the middle of an interaction, our brains are still processing what we might have missed and orienting to what we're seeing next. With all of that going on, it easy to feel 'left behind' in even the most casual of scenes.

The intended audience. I just had one moment here that bumped me. At some point one of the members clearly says 'Fighting' but the translation wasn't just that word. It was a whole sentence about wishing for encouragement or something. These episodes have been very clearly laid out for an audience that is not only familiar with BTS but enough so that we know who each of these members are and why they might be doing these kinds of activities. If you had none of this basic knowledge, I genuinely don't think this show is even watchable...so why would people with that level of understanding need an alternate translation to 'Fighting'? Idk, maybe I'm being overly sensitive but like I said, it bumped me enough to question who their target audience was. Something I didn't even question with the prev eps.

Edited to add: an example of the tone influenced by the edit. Can't believe I forgot this one. It stood out to me in my first watchthrough. Thankfully our beautiful giffers captured the story beats for us all.

The Edit

Like I said at the beginning, this episode was far less a blend of ITS and BV and more a mashup of BV with Run BTS. The only thing in this episode that reminds me of ITS is the extremely choppy edit, which i think most would agree was not one of the highlights of those shows.

There are so many unresolved story beats in this episode of AYS! If you're not used to noticing something like this, here's an example:

In the car after their meal, vmin discuss that it'd be nice to pull over for some pics.

At the coffee drive through, Jimin makes a point to coordinate a stopover with JK so he can have his drink.

...and then we arrive at the house with no resolution. Did they stop? Did JK get his drink? We don't know, the only evidence we have is Tae carrying his partially consumed drink. So IF they stopped, Tae either didn't drink his or it was a very brief stop to not finish.

Here's another one:

When arriving at the house, the guys are all commenting bout how nice the place is.

Jimin exclaims about the pool.

...we don't get an establishing shot of the pool. On a rewatch of the episode, once you already know where it is, you're able to notice it for the slightest of moments but that's it. No hint of how big the pool is or even where in relation to the members it's located. It's just a tiny thing, not even important to the storyline but it leaves the audience without a reference to what the members are talking about.

There are dozens more of examples I could list but I think you get the idea. Again, not a big deal on small productions but you KNOW there was plenty of b-roll footage of the place. We see some of it. These are mostly just tiny observations that, if isolated wouldn't mean anything, but repeatedly set the tone for how the audience will be experiencing the rest of the episode.

The Guest

Another choppy edit is how they handled the introduction of Tae and the narrative that explains his presence here when he wasn't in the previous episodes. They either didn't get any good footage explaining it or they decided to purposefully try to cut it 'dynamically' for a reveal... in my opinion, this was not successfully done and just leaves the viewer feeling like we just need to accept the confusion and enjoy the endearing moments....which is exactly one of the main things I comment on in my Run BTS series. The BTS production team is astoundingly terrible at entertaining exposition. Long time armys are just used to it by now and I really don't see them changing anytime soon. They know ppl will watch the content for the moments we get to spend with the members, whether there's a proper narrative or not, so why bother?

Anyway, it's clear to see why those who have a bias against Tae have been using this as ammunition in their fanwars. It's just an awkward narrative that was poorly presented. (Personally, I'd rather everyone just focus on celebrating the members moments with each other rather than warping them to win imaginary points in a pointless battle but alas, I'm just an aging fan in a space that rewards useless vitriol).

Jimin's sickness...again

Poor guy just can't catch a break! At least that was the point they were trying to make editing it this way. Honestly, Jimin has so far been not as impacted as he was the previous episodes. Likely due to this upset being far more mild than the last one. However, there's so much more tension with it cut the way it was in episode3. It's not just that we're aware of it upfront unlike we were in episode 1. It's only highlighted in moments where Jimin is NOT participating in whatever the others are: not eating, not swimming, not climbing. In episode 1, most of the scenes that included any mention of Jimin feeling unwell also included some hint of JK wanting to take care of him or inquiring after his health. Episode 3 includes no such scenes. The overall impact is a much lighter view of how the members spent an exciting day rather than a genuine look into how they're interacting with each other as humans.

One last note: The Sound

There are definitely some horrific sound moments this episode! So much so that I noticed some on my first watchthrough! Again, there are allowances to be made, this is not a show being shot on a sound stage in controlled conditions but some moments were just plain misses in the edit.

For example, when vmin is listening to music in the car, the balancing of SEVEN from vmin's audio is horrific. The way to do this properly is manage the audio levels of their voices alone and overlay with the music track. This will help mask any audio that leaked into their mics. Something that can be easily done with rights to the music...which they have. And oh look at that, they do it correctly for J-Hope's Arson! It honestly is just coming across as a missed correction on the edit but I'd expect more from a BTS show that's licensed to Disney.

That's it for now. Overall, I'm disappointed in the edit of this episode but moreso because of how pleasantly surprised i was by the previous episodes. This one was very much kn par with other BTS content. Im also looking forward to the remaining episodes as I estimate we'll see a little more liveliness from our latenight-loving Jimin now that he's had his nap! 😆

Edited to add:

Are You Sure?! MasterList

[honeytonedhottie]

for rest and relaxation⋆.ೃ࿔*:･🎐

GIVE YOURSELF TIME ;

give yourself time to rest and relax and focus entirely on yourself and feeling better. choose a specified amount of time to just rest. this frees up time for inner work, healing etc. during that time identify the "why" to which u feel the way that you do.

identifying the issue helps you, after the rest and relaxation, to understand what it is that u need to focus on the most. therefore u can formulate goals suited to deal with the issue. set some ground rules before you start your resting period so that then your not going to be moving backwards on your goals.

RESTFUL MOVING ;

when u rest its important to not just sit at 0%. what i mean by that is always do at least a little something. when u make it a habit to just give 0% and do absolutely nothing, you'll find that things that u worked for will start to deteriorate and ur health both mentally and physically will be worse then when u started which isnt the point of rest at ALL.

im not saying that while ur resting and relaxing you have to be doing a whole workout or running x amount of miles. what im saying is that whilst resting do 1% of that. an example of restful moving could be...

dance when u wake up - i saw this in a tiktok and basically the logic behind this is that when ur dancing ur giving your body freedom and fluidity that translates to ur brain as well. so that then ur not so stiff and rigid and it improves ur mood.

DURING THE ROT ;

something that i find interesting to do is that while ur rotting, document it and write out what u do/did while rotting. that way when ur done with ur rest and relaxation you can look back and see what u did. doing so can also help u see what u needed or easily identify what was wrong/what sent u into rot.

ways i spend my resting time : setting aside time to think, write in my journal. spending time girlblogging, working on projects and formulating ideas. spending quality time with my dog. watching shows that i have on my watch list. reading lots and lots of books, manga etc. taking frequent naps and writing down the dreams that i've had. doom-scrolling on tiktok. watching true crime video essays.

AFTER THE ROT ;

if you haven't read my post the feel better formula, i rly recommend that u do so that then u can see the how to get out of that rot. but if u haven't read the post i'll quickly go over the points here.

listening to music and dancing

listen to songs that give you dopamine and just songs that you'd feel comfortable dancing to. in the feel better formula post i mentioned that twice gives me lots of dopamine so whenever i need some i listen to their songs.

practicing self care

getting ready everyday has been a game changer for me. even if ur not going out after ur rot just get ready as though you were. get into some cute clothes, practice self care, do ur makeup

a nice long journalling session

my journalling routine is update my diary 2x a week and do a shadow work session 1x a week. but for my longer journaling sessions i'll do an extended shadow work session and journal and get out whatevers on my mind onto paper.

(self care activity + something that engages ur mind + REAL rest + movement + hobby = feeling better).

SOME WAYS TO RELAX ;

sound bath ; sound healing is something that’s been interesting to learn about for me. so the concept of a sound bath is just relaxing and bathing yourself in sound frequencies as a way to relieve stress, healing, and general wellness. 

how i like to do it, is i’ll just look up “sound bath” on youtube and while im stretching or just laying down i’ll listen to it and it’s so soothing! or i listen to these subliminals by i want it i got it and they have frequencies in them so i do that as well. 

at home spa day ; reference this post bcuz it gives a little at home spa day routine.

[yoursdreamily001]

My name…? Part 2

Changbin x y/n (gender neutral reader with no physical description, insert yourself)

You’re a barista, and Changbin comes in for a drink, but leaves with something unexpected….

Lightly based on when skz went to Australia and Changbin went to a cafe. It is assumed that reader does not understand Korean.

Pt. 2/? Things get interesting after you wrote your number on Changbin’s cup, then you meet one of the other members in an awkward situation…

part 1 here

No warnings. Fluff, light flirtatious activity, not even swearing

Word count: 1,520

PLEASE comment if you like this/ any feedback, it’s my first time posting a fic! thoughts/ ideas are welcome!

@tazzyfluf here is part 2! Thanks again for your comment on the first part to this!🩷

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Changbin tries not to grin, attempting to seem cool and collected about getting the phone number of the cute barista he’s seen only twice now. And he didn’t even have to ask for it…

Everyone’s looking at him for an explanation. Even Felix is confused and he was there the whole time.

Changbin tries to maintain his composure, but he can't help but let out a small smirk. "They just wrote it on my cup." He looks around acting as if he’s not surprised about it. Like this happens to him all the time.

Everyone quickly gathers to see it. Huddling around him, they all start sharing their thoughts at once.

“Well are you gonna text them??”

“Who gives their number after only seeing someone twice?”

“Dude you’re so cool!!”

“Maybe I should go to this cafe…”

"Of course I got their number after just the second time seeing them. It's called being smooth."

Felix interjects, “Like saying “hi” and staring into their eyes when they wanted to know your drink order?” He says this while nudging Changbin lovingly, knowing you were also staring back at him with hearts in your eyes.

Changbin punches Felix playfully. "Shut up," he retorts, but a hint of a smile is on his face.

Chan giggles and puts his hands on Changbin’s bicep and squeezes. "He’s just so good-looking they couldn't resist the opportunity,” he says with a smirk.

Changbin smiles wide and with a cute demeanor prances away from the group singing “yeah cause I’m gooood loookiinngg”

The rest of the group gives a mixture of laughs and annoyed looks watching as Changbin waltzes away.

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It’s around 3 pm now, and you’re leaving the cafe after a long and quiet shift. You hear your phone ping, so you grab it out of your pocket and see that you have a message from an unknown number…

“Hi… this is Changbin. It was nice to see you today. Should I see you again tomorrow?”

You can feel the heat rushing to your face immediately. How does something like this just happen so organically? Nowadays it’s almost impossible, but you’re going to face it head on without fear for once.

Now back to the message, what do you say? You don’t want to be too forward, but you don’t want to play any games either. Will there be a language barrier? Maybe you should translate your messages to make sure it sounds right… a thousand thoughts fly around your brain as you try to decide how to respond.

You’re so concentrated on your phone while walking that you almost completely run into someone. Thankfully, they notice you’re not paying attention and are able to stop you. Not without it being a bit awkward though…

“Woah!” the stranger says, with their hands on either side of you to stop the collision.

When you look up you see…. an angel? Have you died? How could there be such a precious looking being in front of you otherwise?

“Oh my god… I’m so sorry, please excuse me, I wasn’t paying attention…” you can’t help but ramble a little nervously to him, pleading to whatever’s out there that you’d be forgiven for being so careless around this seemingly perfect being…

His hands drop from your shoulders. “It’s okay…” he says with the sweetest voice. He stands there just looking at you, now holding a respectable distance between you, though still close. You feel so dumb for not looking where you were going.

“I’m so embarrassed…” you say with almost a small laugh, covering your face with your hands. He stands there looking at you, then gently grabs your wrist to pull your hand away from your face. Then he speaks again.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes, I’m fine, thank you,” you say avoiding too much eye contact with him. His eyes are like looking out into the ocean. You want to stare out into the distance but it’s almost…intimidating. What’s out there? And what is he thinking?

“I’m glad,” he gives you a little smile, the corners of his eyes pinch together in the most adorable way.

Not really knowing what else to say you decide to offer him something for the trouble. You take out a business card for the cafe out of your bag, handing it to him.

“I work at the cafe down the street,” you say pointing the general direction of which you just came. “Please stop by if you’d like something, my treat.”

Putting your hand over your heart symbolizing that you’ll take care of whatever he wants, he takes the card from you and looks at it carefully.

“Thank you… Y/N,” he says your name, with a bigger grin this time. For a moment you wonder how he knew your name, but then realize you’re still in uniform wearing your name tag.

You smile back at him and nod. “I should get home, but please stop by the cafe anytime, and again I’m sorry for almost running into you…”

“Don’t worry,” he says reassuringly, and gives you a small wave goodbye. You return the gesture and start to walk home.

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When you get to your place, you kick off your shoes and change into some more casual clothes. You begin your normal routine of cleaning and making dinner for yourself. While in the middle of it, you realize you had completely forgotten to respond to Changbin’s text.

You still don’t even know what to say. You just decide once again to trust yourself and just go for it. So you finally respond with:

“Tomorrow… I’ll be at the cafe until 2. Will there be any handsome men there?”

You set down your phone, trying to be cool about flirting with someone you’ve only seen twice. This might be what you need; fake it til you make it type confidence.

Meanwhile at the boys’ place, Changbin hears his phone ding and very quickly picks it up, reads your reply and starts blushing with a big grin.

Practically everyone has been sitting around waiting to see what you would say after he first messaged you. So when they saw him smiling at his phone they erupted with questions and demands.

“Why are you blushing already!?”

“Tell us what they said!”

“He’s so flustered over one message, this is not good”

Changbin tries to break free from the group surrounding him so he can breathe. Pushing his way through them he yells for their attention.

“Alright! They asked if any handsome men would be coming to the cafe tomorrow.”

The members look at each other and almost at the same time begin to smile and giggle not so innocently.

“NO,” Changbin protests, knowing exactly what they’re all thinking.

But there is one quiet member. Sitting on the couch with a smirk on his face…

“Seungmin are you gonna come with us to the cafe tomorrow??” Asks Jisung.

And while staring into Changbin’s eyes he says, “Of course I am.”

“Seungmin…” Changbin starts. “Why do you look more evil than you usually do?”

“No reason, I just am excited to go to the cafe tomorrow..” he says keeping that grin on his face to let Changbin know something is up.

Hyunjin laughs. “Why does he look like an evil cat that’s plotting something?”

“Because he is plotting something…” Changbin approaches Seungmin. He grabs under his chin and looks into his eyes.

“Is there something you need to tell me?” He speaks calmly to him, and though Seungmin knows there’s no real threat, he still feels pressure to give him an answer.

“I think I met the barista today, they almost ran right into me,” he gives in, explaining the devilish look he had previously.

The other members gather around once again, this time simultaneously vocalizing:

“What happened??”

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You try not to think about Changbin and what he’ll say to your message, but it’s proving very difficult. You turn on a movie and eat your dinner, distracting yourself the best you can.

The image of him standing in front of you looking up at the menu on the wall at the cafe sticks to your focus like gum on a shoe. His hair styled in such a way that it draped over his eyes, which peaked through and, when he looked at you, made you feel like no one else was around….

How could someone have that much of an affect on you from the start? You were in deep trouble, but it was exciting.

What else can you think about? Work… family… the movie… or…

That young man you almost crashed into…

He was seriously heavenly looking. How embarrassing to have almost bumped into him, thank goodness he had the reflexes he did.

His hands were soft, just like his smile. You wonder if he’ll come to the cafe. There’s been quite a lot going on with these good looking guys showing up all of a sudden, and you’re not complaining at all, but how curious…

*ping*

Your head whips over to look at your phone next to you…

“You can say that…

See you then”

[choicesmc]

nvm nell is back at the drawing board

think I finally figured out Jiahao’s relationship!

jia x cas x gabe | as in Cas is dating both Jia + Gabe but Gabe and Jia aren’t dating each other. They have a situationship lmao.

[chaotic-archaeologist]

I have about 3 years left until I have a masters degree, but I want to work in CRM/my country’s equivalent to we-wanna-build-a-road-here-you-better-save-the-graves for a few years maybe before i possibly go for a phd. As a neurodivergent person who struggles with routines and energy levels I think a lot about how i would manage such a massive full time job. Currently I work part time at a museum that hosts small archaeological digs for kids and adults, and i have been on excavation courses before, so I know how it partially feels like.

My question is; how do archaeologists who work in the field make time and energy for going to the gym, hanging out with friends and cooking etc outside of work? It can be so intense when you work with stuff you love. Any thoughts?

- @academiaautumn

I think the best advice I can give you is that you need to get in contact with someone working this job in your country who can give you a sense of how things work, because every country is going to be a little bit different. If you're in college/university, your professors probably have connections with colleagues or former students that they can put you in contact with.

I haven't done CRM, but I've been in similar situations and heard from friends who have, and I'll be real with you: a lot of the things you're asking about? You just do not do them. But keep in mind this is for US CRM and your mileage (or kilometerage) may vary.

These jobs are location specific, so you have to travel to wherever the excavation is. Usually for a set duration, with the longest being maybe a couple of months. This time frame and travel limits a lot of what you can do. The company employing you will put you up in a motel, but it probably won't have a kitchen. Because of the travel, most of the people you know are probably on the dig with you.

Time and energy... it depends. Check out the notes on this post for different archaeologists talking about what they do in a day. CRM is hard work, which can also translate to less energy for socialization/extracurricular activities than less physical jobs.

I'm a big believer that archaeology is for everyone, but unfortunately that does not mean that all areas of archaeology are accessible across the board. Before committing to this plan, you need to get a very clear understanding of what this work entails and how that interacts with your own needs. If you don't think those are compatible, 3 years out is plenty of time to start coming up with alternatives for after your master's (which I'm sure exist).

I did not go into CRM because of my own brain and body issues. I'm not saying that you can't or shouldn't, I'm saying that CRM is a difficult environment and you should do everything you can to set yourself up for success.

If anyone who does have actual CRM experience wants to add their perspective, that would be great.

-Reid

[midwestbramble]

Trance States for Spirit Flight

Trance states are used in a lot of witchcraft practices, but especially those for spirit flight. This post will look at how these states translate in brain waves and what we are trying to achieve in our brains to accomplish our goal of spirit flight. Once we have an understanding of the feeling we are looking for it will be easier to use our techniques to get ourselves there.

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Content:

Brain Waves for Trance States

Tips for ADHD

Conclusion

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Brain Waves for Trance States

According to Introduction to EEG- and Speech-Based Emotion Recogintion, brain waves are "oscillating electrical voltages in the brain measuring just a few millionths of a volt." It goes on to say that the brain can give off more than one type of brain wave at a time and that each individual brain has different patterns that the five brain wave states could appear at. So one persons wave pattern for gamma would be different to another persons wave pattern for gamma.

The five brain wave states are:

Gamma (32 - 100 Hz)

The state in which concentration and problem-solving are achieved. It is associated with enlightenment as some Tibetan monks and Indian Yogi's are able to display it while meditating (Auryn, pg. 15). It happens during creative expression and our brain processes and recalls incredible amounts of information while in gamma (Orapello, Pg. 205-206).

Beta (16 - 31 Hz)

When we have a busy or active mind. This is the most common brain wave state, all others are considered trance states. This occurs when we are awake, alert, and concentrating (Auryn, pg. 15).

Alpha (8 - 15 Hz)

When our mind is at rest and reflective. This can happen when we are meditating, visualizing, or learning. It has access to the subconscious mind and is most associated with psychic ability as well as being linked to hypnosis (Auryn, pg. 15). Some believe this is the proper state for magic; and ritual, dancing, chanting, and grounding and centering happen to be perfect catalysts for inducing it. Alpha also improves our memory, which allows inspiration and clarity of thought (Orapello, pg. 61).

Theta (4 - 7 Hz)

When we are drowsy and close to sleep. It is also associated with light sleep, deep meditation, deep dreaming, vivid imagery, and high levels of inner awareness. We become completely unware of the external world while in this state (Auryn, pg. 15). In theta, we have one foot on either side of consciousness and are ripe for possession or aspecting (such as drawing down the goddess) (Orapello, pg. 204). This is the state we want to access for spirit flight.

Delta (0 - 3 Hz)

This occurs during deep dreamless sleep and the deepest states of meditation. During this time our bodies and minds do most of their healing and regeneration (Auryn, pg. 15). This occurs just before REM sleep.

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Tips for ADHD

I myself have ADHD so these tips will come from my own experience, though I have some links that may be helpful in my references found below. Also keep in mind, I am currently unmedicated due to personal issues. Mileage may vary.

The main goal we are trying to achieve is extreme relaxation. So lucky for us, ADHDers is that we aren't looking to concentrate necessarily. Yes we have a goal we are trying to achieve, but the more we TRY the harder it will be to actually achieve. We need to practice mentally letting go.

Meditation

For me, a basic meditation practice has helped tremendously. This was suggested to me by a therapist I was seeing in college. This isn't guided though I've found using apps that have timed meditations helps me properly gauge timing without having to think about it, they have a nice little chime at the end too. A meditation that has you simply separate yourself from your thoughts, observe them, and then let them pass by can be difficult for those with ADHD... at first. I struggled with letting a thought pass by without going down several different paths of thought. But with practice, and being kind to myself when I would catch it, eventually exercised my brain muscle to the point it became easier and easier. I would do this for 10 minutes a day (life has been crazy, I should make time for this again I can tell the difference).

Movement and Music

For those of us that don't just have a hyper mind but also a hyper body, swaying gently and creating a sensation of being rocked by waves can help keep the jitters away. Doing some physical activity before hand such as running can keep away the bigger bursts or energy, or dancing is a great way to enter a relaxed and exhausted trance state if that's something you enjoy doing. In fact, lyric-less music can be a great way to keep your focus. I personally, find music with lyrics to be distracting. I end up getting taken away with the story of the song rather then paying attention to my goal. There are many instrumental playlists on Spotify and YouTube that can fit with a witchy aesthetic (which can help keep from getting distracted). Movements tend to stop once the spirit has left the body, though a light sway may continue.

Visual Distractions

If you're not using the dance method, keeping your eyes closed while using the techniques in posts to follow can help to avoid visual distractions. Our minds tend to be louder in the dark, so the meditation advice above could be useful as an exercise to help with that. Or if you have a therapist you can brainstorm other ways to quiet the mind with them as well. If you're into art or tarot/oracle cards, there are also some interesting techniques allowing you to travel through the cards imagery (I suggest the book "A Broom at Midnight" by Roger J. Horne for more details). Though this technique may only work for those who have these as a hyperfocus or have already trained their brain to quiet.

Stims

Stims tend to be more associated with autism (and thus these tips may work for them as well), though I find that ADHD can provide some as well. If you tend to vocal stim, try chanting or intoning. It doesn't have to be words if you find that too distracting. If you have a common vocal stim, you can add that into a rhythmic chant or tone. If there's something you do with your hands, try to make a rhythmic display with it by flicking it out at certain intervals or adding it to part of a swaying sensation. Whatever makes sense for your personal stim. Just as with the movement section above, this may stop once the spirit has left the body. If you find that you bring yourself back too soon once you have left the body due to a stim, be kind to yourself first. It's ok. Stims can happen due to stress and overstimulation (good or bad) and I consider it a way of my body continuing to protect me. Something happened (good or bad) that I should process. If you left in the middle of a conversation with a spirit, you can give an offering to that spirit if you feel it is appropriate.

If I missed anything you struggle with due to ADHD, feel free to reach out. I'm not an expert but I could also be missing something here that I've experienced as well. If I don't have an answer, I will try to help you find one.

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Conclusion

Our brains are constantly cycling through trance stats every day. Learning to control which state we are in can help us with our magic and our spirit flight. But not all brains are the same. Hopefully these tips help those who are struggling, and understanding what we are trying to achieve helps those who don't know what to look for.

References:

Psychic Witch by Mat Auryn

Besom, Stang, and Sword by Christopher Orapello and Tara Love Maguire

Clinical Application of Mindfulness-Oriented Meditation: A Preliminary Study in Children with ADHD

How to Focus With ADHD

The Influence of Music on Concentration in individuals with ADHD

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I have something to say...I was very annoyed with what I saw on X the day the news about Taeil being dropped from NCT because he is under investigation for sex crimes came out. Of course when something like this comes out people immediately try to point their fingers to the other members and question if they had known all along that someone they've been working with for 8+ years was capable of committing sex crimes. That's a valid question, I'm not going to sit here and deny it, but what annoyed me was the fact people kept talking as if anything related to the other members came out and confirmed these suspicions. Nothing specific about this incident came out for people to be all like, "There's NOOO WAY they didn't know!" How do YOU know? What detail between Taeil and his victim has you so convinced that the other members knew what was going on? We know nothing. Nothing official about his victim and his actions have been reported so why are we running rampant with all these rumors? Not only that, but all these hypotheticals are just taking the attention away from Taeil, the one that's under investigation for sex crimes. Now you're directing your attention to people who weren't reported to have done anything to anyone. You're paying attention to speculation instead of official reports from the police. Please...

Another thing that pissed me off was the spread of unofficial information provided by random twitter users. Information that hasn't even been confirmed being spread around like it is fact. There are threads that are full of random screenshots and translations that any non Korean speaker would have no choice but to believe is correct. Then, there are threads debunking these rumors or criticizing some of the translations because, according to native Korean speakers, they don't make sense and the hangul is fucked. Wouldn't anyone seeing this online just think to themselves: "Hey, you know what, since there is so much back and forth about this information, let me ignore this and believe the things that have been reported as facts. The facts being that Moon Taeil was kicked out of NCT because he is being investigated for sex crimes. If all those screenshots and stuff turn out to be true, okay." It's not that deep. I don't understand. The whole, "BELIEVE ALL VICTIMS" thing is dope and all but it has rotted some of your guys' brains, especially because it has become some sort of performative activism. You aren't thinking straight at all. You just want some random that ends up on your profile to see you're not a "Taeil apologist" (???) because you're retweeting or reposting all this random information. Go outside, please. Also, in this instance, we don't even know if the woman that filed charges against him is the same woman in these screenshots going around. So whose story are you really spreading around? YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW.

This lack of...media literacy is devastating to say the least. Again, all we know is that a woman filed charges against Moon Taeil and he is now under investigation for sex crimes. That is enough for me to tune his bitch ass out and never want to see his face again.

Lastly, something that is also getting on my nerves is that some fans are wording their issues strangely...They're saying things like Taeil "betrayed" his members...girl. No the hell he didn't. He showed them nothing but love and commitment. "We all waited for you and you go on and do this?!" Girl...You are not a victim. NCT is not a group of victims and NCTzens are definitely not victims. You don't know that man and that man has never touched you or violated you. You're just mad because you never thought you would have to hate him. That's all. You're acting like it's a personal attack to you when it isn't and you also don't know him personally so chill out. Now you're making this about yourself and non victims. LIke, can we FOCUS? MOON TAEIL WAS KICKED OUT OF NCT BECAUSE HE IS UNDER INVESTIGATION FOR COMMITTING A SEX CRIME AGAINST A WOMAN.