#let's do iiiit

[reversequalia]

on a brighter note, i actually hit 1500 words today o/\o

which is pretty good considering it was all pron and the last few days have been like. 600-700 words.

AND it was mostly NOT me rewriting a bunch of stuff over and over to get the wording right. (which is better than i can say for some days recently ahaha ha...)

so. yay :)

[artaelyn]

This math homework has got me low-key wanting to die ^_^😋😋😋💕💕💕💕💖💖💖🐬🐬🐬🐬🐬🐐🐐🐐🌈🌈🌈🌈

[hiodoshi-ao]

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[worstsequence]

hes doing it again

[blitzbuckz]

【𐂃】 he's sorry, he's so GODDAMN SORRY... for ever doubting her. He didn't meant to belittle his own mother, to guilt trip her for not being there when she tried so desperately to do so.

He knows that now!

Still, sometimes he said the shittiest things when going through his "anger brewing" phases. He could see that, hence why he didn't let go. He kept himself wrapped around them, like a Koala's grip, reaching as high as his smaller body could manage. Embracing her hair-covered nape as he nuzzled the side of her head. Watery hues still streaming out of his scrunched up eyelids, unable to prevent himself from letting his emotions spill.

If he could alter his words, if he could go back, he would! Blitzø would take it all back... mend his words-- despite never being good at it. However, before he could get another word out-- he felt himself being pulled apart. Hands slipping down to his mother's sides as he glanced up with tear jerking features. Not prying free from their embrace -- gathering her words wholeheartedly.

❝ y... yeah, my bad. I'll get my shit together. I promise, I fuckin' swear it on my life. ❞

he'd lastly choke, giving a small shake of the head, trying to display a better demeanor. Trying to gather his composure. With a few exhales, the assassin eased the waterworks before regaining his smile.

❝ Sure, I'd... love that, but put it on my tab. I do owe ya like--- decades worth of birthday gifts, so I've my work cut out for me... Also, my treat for the most badass bitch Hell's got! ❞ with a wide grin he'd lightly tap her shoulder, a playful punch, while his tail flicked behind him to convey how happy he is. To have missing entirety back, filling the gap in his heart's core. His entire essence.

Tempers are flared, the classic game of fighting fire with fire resulting in both parties getting burned. Blitz's anger is akin to a small belt of firecrackers, going off in a few big, loud bangs after the wick had finally reached its end, only to go out just as quickly as it ends. Lorie's belt is.. a tad lengthier, and her outrage simmers even after her outburst has passed.

She knows better than to think her son is trying to manipulate her heart, to somehow come out of this with less dirt on his hands than he started with by wiping it on her person. She likes to think she's a decent enough person -- and down here in hell, it's better than most people ; yet.. the towering lady can't find it in her to immediately hug him back. Restrained remains of her fury override the guilt Lorie would've felt in the moment of hesitation, but her hands do reach Blitz's shoulders with an added pat of reassurance.

❝ i love you too, honey. just- ❞ Hands gently grip at his shoulders, rigid form softening slightly as she pushes him away ; just enough for her to be able to look down at him, to read his reactions while still in his embrace. ❝ you can't blow up at people like that. i know that you're trying to be better, and i believe you, i really do. ❞

The matron looks so tired, already. This visit wasn't supposed to be so emotionally-packed, Lorie has barely been here an hour and she already feels like leaving. She won't, obviously, but the atmosphere has shifted, and there isn't a way to reverse it.

❝ let's just watch a movie and order out. i'm starving. ❞

[devildomwriter]

Every “I Love You” Vol 1-4

Lucifer

22-C

Lucifer: “I love you. Truly and deeply.”

28-15

Lucifer: “I never knew I could feel this way. I never knew I had such passion inside me. MC…I love you.”

28-19 (2)

Lucifer: “MC, I love you. Well, we may not be on stage now, but I’m happy to say it again. As many times as you’d like. I love you, MC. Truly and deeply…”

38-9

Lucifer: “I love you, MC. Truly. As much as I’d like my memory back, and to remember everything that’s happened, there’s something I want even more… I want to know how you feel about me.”

38-9 (2)

Lucifer: “I love you, too. With all my heart. How many times have I told you that before? Because I want to tell you so many more times that my old self did. …In fact, no matter how many times I might say it, I feel like it will never be enough. I love you, MC. Kiss me. If I told you that I actually feel jealous of the old me, would you laugh…?”

40-22

Lucifer: “I love you, MC. There’s no need to say goodbye. Because we’ll see each other again. Soon.”

41-19

Lucifer: “I love you… It’s strange… We haven’t been apart long at all, yet it feels like it’s been a century. Why is that?”

Mammon

25-17

Mammon: “MC…! You’re the best! You never let me down, and it’s just…amazing! YOU’RE amazing! I love you, MC! More than I’ve ever loved anyone!”

29-12 (2)

Mammon: “I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH I CAN’T STAND IIIIT!”

MC: “…?!”

Mammon: “I want to [CENSORED], [CENSORED], and [CENSORED] like there’s no tomorrow!”

33-14

Mammon: “Like, what it I accidentally let it slip that I love you, huh?!”

33-14

Mammon: “I love you so much it’s crazy! Like, so much that my stomach fills with butterflies and my heart jumps out of my chest! I think about you all the time, even when you’re not around! Like, I feel like I’m losin’ my mind!”

33-14

Mammon: “And I like you, MC. …I love you, actually. So, what about you? Come on, say you feel the same way, MC.”

33-14

Mammon: “Yeah…I love you too. Like, so much it’s crazy. I mean I love Lucifer and my other brothers too. I love ‘em to death, honestly. But with you it’s different. It’s special…”

43-15

Mammon: “Dammit! Like I could ever really say that to you! I love you MC! And I’ll NEVER break up with you, okay?! NEVER!”

53-9

Mammon: “I love you, MC! And I’d take you over money any day!”

Leviathan

48-4

Leviathan: “Um…listen, MC… …Thanks. I love you, too. And I really appreciate that you’d say that to me. But that’s also why I want to learn to take pride in myself. Because I want you to love me even more than you already do…”

48-9

Leviathan: “…Ugh, what do I do? I’m not so sure I want to let you go after all. You’d better leave before I change my mind. Oh, but make sure to come back once you’re done with whatever it is, okay? …I love you, MC.”

Satan

21-14

Satan: “Mm, it finally feels real now. You really are back. I love you, MC. Welcome home.”

42-10

Satan: “After all, you already have me. I’m yours, and you’re mine. Isn’t that right? I love you, MC…”

Asmodeus

13-20

Asmodeus: “Hehe, I knew that already. I love you too, MC. Though I think I’d rather have you tell me that while lying next to me in bed.”

19-70

Asmodeus: *sigh* “Oh, wow. All you did was kiss me, and I feel like I’ve died and gone to the Celestial Realm…! I love you, MC… I love you more than anything!

22-10

Asmodeus: “Mmhm… I feel the same way. I love you too, MC. I absolutely adore you!”

31-2

Asmodeus: “Hehe. I love you, MC. So much it’s crazy…”

31-2

Asmodeus: “Oh MC! I love you SO MUCH!”

32-19

Asmodeus: “Whaaat? You mean I can’t kiss you? Ugh, you’re so meeean! Still, I just can’t help loving you! I love you SO MUCH, MC!”

34-1

Asmodeus: “MC, does that mean you believe me? Hehe, you’re absolutely adorable. I love you so much, MC!”

39-18

Asmodeus: “I love you SO MUCH. More than words can describe…”

41-7

Asmodeus: “I love you so much, I can barely contain myself… Ugh, I can’t take this any longer…”

54-1

Asmodeus: “Wait, are you saying I don’t need to use my powers on you? You just find me naturally charming? Oh MC, you’re SO sweet! I love you to death!”

60-22

Asmodeus: “MC, you’re so adorable. I love you, and I’m going to miss you so much. It’s going to be unbearable…”

67-9

Asmodeus: “Hehe, thank you! Oh MC, there aren’t even words to describe how much I love you.”

67-9

Asmodeus: “I thought I’d use my butt to express just how I feel about you, MC. I love you, and I want you to know it.”

Beelzebub

45-18

Beelzebub: “Mm… …Okay, I was wrong. I don’t actually like you. I love you.”

46-19

Beelzebub: “You remember when I gave you my star, right? And now here you are giving ME a star… I promise that I’ll always treasure it. Always and forever… I love you, MC.”

69-17

Beelzebub: “Well, it’s the same with me. You’re always on my mind. I love you, MC…”

80-10

Beelzebub: “I’ve been waiting so long to do this… For it to be just the two of us alone… I love you, MC…”

Belphegor

20-11

Belphegor: “But even if you go back to the human world, I’ll always love you, MC. Because there’s no one else like you anywhere. Not in the Devildom, not in the Celestial Realm, not in the human world.”

41-14

Belphegor: “I love you, MC. You have no idea how much…”

55-18

Belphegor: “Come on, try to keep still. …Here, let me put my arms around you. I love you, MC. …I love you so much, it’s crazy.”

80-10

Belphegor: “I mean, I can’t go to sleep now. Not when it would mean missing out on this… I love you, MC…”

Simeon

52-17

Simeon: “Here, let me look into your eyes. I love you, MC… The question is, how do you feel about me?”

71-17

Simeon: “You know that one song that’s been really popular with everyone at RAD lately? Well, it sums up how I feel about you perfectly. It goes like this. “I was wandering, hurt, lost in an endless night, and you reached out to me… Nestled against each other, we wished that morning would never come. No one can know, no one can know. But I love you so deeply it hurts”…”

71-17

Simeon: “I can’t tell you how long I’ve been hoping to hear you say that. Thank you. Thank you for always being there for me. I love you, MC.”

Diavolo

56-18

Diavolo: “If you’d be okay with it, I’d actually like it if we could do this sort of thing more often. You know, spend more time together. I’m just going to come out and say it, MC… The truth is…I love you

56-18

Diavolo: “I love you so much. You’re so, so precious to me that I can barely take it. Can I kiss you?”

56-18

Diavolo: “I love you, MC. And I’m so happy to know you feel the same way about me. Thank you.”

56-18

Diavolo: “Well, even if you don’t have feelings for me, that doesn’t change how I feel about you. I still love you

80-14

Diavolo: “It’s hard getting you alone. After all, wherever you go, Lucifer and his brothers are sure to be nearby. But right now I have you all to myself… I love you, MC…”

Ranks

1. Asmodeus (13)

2. Lucifer/Mammon (9)

3. Diavolo (5)

4. Beelzebub/Belphegor/Simeon (4)

5. Leviathan/Satan (2)

6. Solomon/Thirteen/Barbatos/Mephistopheles/Michael/Raphael (0)

[burning-academia-if]

iiiit's spooky season! Romanced and/or crushing ROs reactions to an MC who gets very scared or anxious watching scary movies? Like to the point of hiding their faces in the ROs necks or grabbing their hands in a death grip or insisting they can't sleep by themselves after?

Rook: He is the one laughing and making fun of you the whole time askdflja Every time you jump or latch onto his wrist, he is trying to hide a grin. Of course, the second you goes from general jumps and having his arm in a vice grip, to burrowing yourself against his neck to hide, he goes from finding it funny to being frozen during the crush stage. He'd also tell you you'd be fine post movie and you don't need to sleep near each other (it's not because of what that would do to him internally, it's just inconvenient). Dating stage, he takes way too much enjoyment in you clinging to him, and would jump at you sleeping in his bed

Beck: He does pretty decent with horror movies, but he'll gladly offer an arm or shoulder if need be. If it gets really bad, he'll start talking to distract you from the really scary parts, letting you take his hand in yours. He honestly finds it pretty cute? Although he'd also wonder how you're doing considering you're in an IRL horror movie at times. He wouldn't blink at you asking to spend the night or sleep together, either, crushing or dating stage.

Rhea: The two of you are doing it to each other because she is awful with horror movies lol. Her hand clutching onto your wrist, you burrowed into her side. By the end of the movie you two are so wrapped up in each other trying to hide it's probably the closest you've been during the crush stages. During the crash stage, she'll practically leap away once the movie is over and she's got her senses back. When dating, she'll use it as an excuse to keep clinging on to you

Zoe: They're pretending to be a lot braver than they are for you during a horror movie. They're literally stiff as a board, back straight, brows furrowed and hands a little sweaty as they brace for every jump scare. At the very least they are distracted by all the physical contact you're giving them. Crushing stage, they might even be fine during the movie because they're so distracted by your touch. Dating stage, they'd be a lot more comfortable with it, although they'd still be pretty shy about sharing a bed with you depending on how long you've been dating

Lars: He's so annoyed LMAO. There's eye rolling and a long suffering sigh as he comes to accept he's just going to lose the use of his arm throughout the entirety of the movie. During crushing stage, there's no way you're sleeping together, but since he doesn't sleep at night anyway he'd just tell you to sleep in his room while he gets work done at his desk or something. Dating stage he might be more open to it, but again, it depends on how long you've been dating

???: Finds your fear really cute and endearing, and will gladly let you cling on to them as much as you need to. They probably enjoy the whole affair too much, especially since horror movies would have no affect on them. They'd let you stay with them and sleep together with them without hesitation, and they'd stay awake to offer comfort until you fell asleep.

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Okay, okay s/o being part of Itto's gang and Sara is constantly annoyed by the shenningans.

(Genshin Impact) Sara's S/O being part of Itto's gang

Sara regrets many things in her life. The people she wronged during the Vision Hunt Decree. The arrests she made.

And the biggest regret of all, falling in love with a dumbass of immeasurable magnitude.

Whenever they were with her alone, S/O was the sweetest person she had ever met.

They didn't care about who she was supposed to be, they loved her for her. Not as a general, or a daughter of the Kujou family, just Sara.

S/O was always so polite and courteous with her, never failing to put a smile on her face.

But the moment they were with Itto?

====

Sara had received news of a disturbance from the Arataki Gang, specifically demanding for her presence.

She showed up, ready to throw a couple of morons into a holding cell until she saw S/O alongside Itto, and 2 other members wearing-

(Sara) "By the Shogun, what the hell are you wearing?"

They were all wearing matching red and white striped uniforms, with fake mustaches and straw hats.

(S/O) "Back me up boys!" ahem "I may not always love youuuuu-~"

(Everyone) "BUT LONG AS THERE ARE STAAARS ABOVE YOUUUUU!

YOU NEVER NEEEEED TO DOUBT IIIIT!

I'LL MAKE YOU SO SURE ABOUT IIIIT!-"

(S/O) "-God-

(Itto) "-God-!"

(Everyone) "-GOD ONLY KNOWS WHAT I'D BEEEE, WITHOUT YOOOUUUU!~"

Their voices were completely out of harmony, and grating to the ears.

Worst of all, it was drawing attention, and everyone was beginning to connect the dots.

S/O had gotten the gang to provide backup vocals for a love song, for her.

(Sara) "Cease this racket at once, or I will throw you into the cells myself! This is a public area, you can't just start bursting into song like this!"

(S/O) "Aw, do you not like the song?-"

Sara shut her eyes as she felt her cheeks intensify in heat.

(Sara) "Do not change the subject on me, S/O!"

She had half a mind to smite them where they stood. Honestly, she was pretty close to doing so.

(Itto) "Ah come on, no one sings better than the Arataki Quartet! Right guys?"

(Arataki Gang Member 1) "Yeah!"

(Arataki Gang Member 2) "Dang right, boss!"

(S/O) "No one's better than us!"

====

S/O was involved in Beetle fighting, specifically making sure to call theirs "Sara" too.

If it wasn't for Shinobu's help, S/O and Itto would have been smacked upside the head by Sara more times than she could count.

And Archons above, S/O argues so loudly about her wings!

(S/O) "No, I won't let Sara make you fly off! Stop asking, man!"

(Itto) "Whaat?! Come on bro, just ONE flight is all I'm asking!"

(S/O) "Those wings are MINE! Back off!"

(Sara) "I'm standing right here! And they're mine, S/O."

(S/O) "Aw come on, I've seen you smile when you let me nap on your wi-"

(Sara) "S-SHUT UP! Don't go announcing that to the entire world!"

(Itto) "Bleh! TMI, nevermind, don't want it!"

Honestly, Sara has no idea how she fell in love with this idiot.

...But she couldn't deny that it did make her feel happy at times.

(Itto) "Goood, S/O never shuts up about you!"

(Shinobu) "Boss, not exactly a good idea to insult S/O to her face."

(Itto) "Psh, it's not exactly false either!"

(Sara) "R-Really?"

(Itto) "GOD yeah! They keep goin' on and on about how sweet you are, it's like, DUDE! I KNOW! YOU SAID IT LIKE, FIVE TIMES NOW!"

Sara lets a small smile escape her lips before clearing her throat.

(Sara) "Hmph. I'll talk to them."

(Itto) "Please do, I'm gonna jump off a cliff the next time they start gushing about you!"

Itto walked off, leaving Shinobu and Sara alone.

(Shinobu) "...So you're going to kill them for gushing aloud how much they love you, right?"

(Sara) "Probably."

Shinobu chuckled, her mask muffling her voice.

(Sara) "I just wish they could express their love in ways that didn't make my veins burst in anger."

(Shinobu) "Psh, we both know you secretly love it."

(Sara) "I do not."

[sephiramy]

it is time... for more doodle comics!!

two sessions are missing since they were mostly combat but I have some fun stuff from the other two...

including a heart-to-heart with Seanit that was only briefly interrupted by one of the warlock's new summons

also I talk a lot about how Alti hates fishing, and I want it known it's because they truly cannot seem to roll above a 10 on any of their fishing checks.... even when given advantage from a friend..... tragic.....

anyway, hopefully more doodles SOON!

I have started doing a little doodle comic every game session for my college of swords bard Alti, and realized I should share them over here, please enjoy what I have so far~ (captions contain a brief description for the situation!)

[cainluvr69]

"Creeping Shadows" Cain SR Card Story - Boiling Sensibilities

Cain: Alright, so let's do this here… And put these herbs in next…

Snow: My, I thought I smelled something nice, and who should I find when I follow the scent but you. What's in that big pot you have? Are you cooking something, perchance?

Cain: Oh, Lord Snow. I'm trying to make that "curry" thing Master Sage was talking about, since it's apparently a camping mainstay.

Snow: …Courier?

Cain: No, curry. It's a kind of soup that's made by just throwing in all sorts of ingredients and boiling them together.

Snow: Ohoho, so a type of cooking you excel at, I see. I recall you saying you were just going to "boil up" breakfast for White and I once.

Cain: Ahaha, did I? Well I mean, pretty much anything in the world can be eaten if you boil or fry it.

Snow: Is that true…? Are you sure…?

Cain: So anyways, Akira and the previous Sage said that curry is spicy, with a brown roux, and that it smells really good.

Snow: I see, I see! So we've got a rather fiery soup on our hands, then. So would those herbs you put in be the finishing touch on the fabled "curry" flavor?

Cain: Honestly? I have no idea.

Snow: What.

Cain: Neither of the Sages could remember exactly what kind or how many herbs or spices are supposed to go into it. So the first time I tried to make it, it didn't really turn out very well, but there's all sorts of herbs growing around here, yeah? I figure if I put in a bunch of the herbs here that are close enough to how they remember it, it'll turn out better this time.

Snow: So you're just shooting blindly until you hit the target????

Cain: I'm being pragmatic about it. And well, I've definitely got the spice, but the color and aroma aren't quite right, I think. Please, Lord Snow. Could you also add something that you think might be good?

✦✧☾✧✦

Snow: Goodness, me too? Why, that sounds… …Super duper fun! Absolutely! But you'll be taking responsibility for it, Cain dearest!

Cain: Of course I will. Alright, let's get back to the hunt now.

Snow: How do these herbs seem to you? If my memory hasn't failed me yet they should add a nice bit of spice.

Cain: Sounds great! Go for it, toss 'em in. Ooh! It's smelling great!

Snow: It's still not exactly brown, though. It's almost minestrone-like.

Cain: Hmm… Oh! How about we add some of those yellow flowers over there?

Snow: Sure, why not! In they go!

Snow & Cain: …! Is this…!!

✦✧☾✧✦

Snow & Cain: We did iiiit!! Clap clap clap!

Cain: The moment we added those flowers, we hit "spicy", "brown", and "smells good" all in one go! Now it's time for the taste test. C'mon, you try it too.

Snow: Huh?! Umm~mm, I think I'd like to hear your review first, Cain dear!

Cain: You sure? Well then, here I go. Munch… …It's good!

Snow: For real?! Then, I suppose I shall as well… Munch. …Goodness, this really is quite divine!

Cain: Right?

Snow: I know I'm the one who added the final ingredients, but goodness, I'm amazed we ended up here with such rando--ahem, pragmatism.

Cain: Ahaha. Maybe you've just got a talent for boiling things up! I only could've done this with your help, Lord Snow. Thank you very much. Yay!

Snow: Ya~ay! High five!

Cain: Alright, lemme go call the Sage. I really hope they like our curry!

Training Episode: Typical Toppings

Cain: Master Sage. Did you enjoy the curry we made the other day?

Akira: Right, I wanted to tell you!! It was absolutely perfectly currylike. Thank you so much for letting me taste something from home.

Cain: Nice! I'm happy you liked it. You were eating it with bread, right?

Akira: Yeah, I wanted to pair it with some carbs. But yeah, next time, I'd really want to have it with rice instead. Oh, and then putting pickled veggies and cheese on top too… Oh, but scallions or egg would be good too. Ohh, my imagination's starting to get away from me now that I'm thinking about home…

Cain: Pickles…? And eggs and cheese? It's a very versatile food, huh.

Akira: It really is. It all comes down to personal preference, of course, but putting on all your favorite toppings is definitely one way to enjoy curry.

Cain: Ooh! Yeah, it did taste like just about anything could go well with it. Then I want to add some fried meat. Not fried as-is like I usually make, but properly breaded 'n stuff. Fried oasis pig meat would probably go great with it.

Akira: …Oh, I know, like katsu curry! We had that in my world, too! In fact it's so common that you'd see it on a store's menu separate from regular curry. I bet you'd love it, Cain.

Cain: Nice, a special Sage suggestion. I'll definitely have to try it out, then. I was just putting stuff in randomly, so I don't know if I'll be able to recreate that exact recipe, but… Next time we're in the area, I'll do my best!

[tragicvampireromanceisland]

some snippets from the current joyness fic i've been hammering away at 🤭!! i'm expecting the entire thing to clock in between 16 to 18k words so i am sharing just a few bits on account of I Am Impatient. chose ones that are probably the easiest to read out of context lol. alt text under the cut 👍🏾

Snippet 1:

"Well, I just...I was thinking...Joy, do we even deserve to go to Dream Productions?"

Joy's smile shrinks a bit at that. Oh. She didn't like Dream Productions? Well—given how many night shifts they'd shared together (Yep! Anxiety had said. According to the numbers, Sadness only ever shares Dream Duty with you. Uhh...what did you need this for again, Joy?), she figured Sadness would be just as excited...well, maybe everyone else complaining just got to her or something, that's fine, Joy could fix that—

"—Aw, Sadness, look—I promise the vibe's gonna change as soon as we get there! Sure, everyone's been a little crabby, but the car's just a little crammed and the road's just a liiittle bumpy from all the new puberty construction projects—they just need that to wear off a bit! Pluuus, the song's already been helping a lot—here, do you wanna sing along? Eighty-three mem—"

"—No, Joy, like...do we deserve it?"­­

And when Joy frowns at her, confused, she places her hand on top of the one Joy's been restlessly drumming against the seat this whole ride, and goes

"Us?"

Now it's Joy's turn for her face to heat up, apparently. "Wha—" she chokes on that, then shakes her head. "Uh." She looks down at their hands. "Haah?"

Wait—did Sadness actually find out why Joy chose Dream Productions? Well, other than the whole spiel of Yeah, sorry, guys, I did call Imagination Land, and yeah, turns out they're just not letting any visitors in right now—which, aghhh, dagnabit, you know? I'm just as heartbroken as you are that we can't see— eugh—Mount Crushmore, but make do with what you can, right?

"Oh! Uh—welll," she tries again, hoping to play it smooth, "why wouldn't...weeee?" she stretches the word out and winks.

"Um." Sadness just stares blankly back at her. "Well, 'cause we made such a mess last time..."

Snippet 2:

"Whaaat? It's not like I need some big plan! It's—come on, it's Sadness! I spend a lot of time with her already! And besides, it's not like I haven't been patient so far! Like—I know she likes me! She just gets real shy about it! And, well—heheheh, iiiit's kinda cute, you know—? But—" she shakes her head, cheeks growing hot as Disgust raises an eyebrow at that. —Anyways, she just...needs the right moment to be comfortable with it! You know?"

When Disgust frowns this time as she considers that, it looks a bit less judgy than usual. Well—sure, it's still kind of judgy—come on, it's Disgust—but she looks more confused than anything.

"Uhhh, what, so you're telling me that you're—" she points at Joy for emphasis, "—being patient?"And then her face twists into a smirk again."Joy, it’s been months since you told me something was up. I've never seen you be this patient about anything in your life."

"Wha—not true!" Joy shoots back, even though she knows Disgust is just riling her up on purpose at this point. As much as Joy loved teasing her (come on, easy target. All Joy had to do was mention broccoli or boogers and s­he'd all but completely lose it), she was always the one emotion who'd actually, on rare occasions, tease Joy back. And she always managed to say just the right things to get under Joy's skin when she did. Which—well, she guesses it's sweet or something, that they're good enough friends for Disgust to do that, but excuse her if it's a bit hard to get fond over that while her good friend is busy snickering at her.

"Ugh. Whatever," she grumbles. And that only seems to fuel Disgust's satisfaction further, so Joy shakes her head and goes back to smiling. "Okay, fine, yeah! Maybe I'm being a little bit more patient than usual. But that's 'cause Sadness...needs that, you know? And besides, all that dancing around each other's gonna end tonight! Wiiith all of this!" Joy spreads her arms out. "A little change of setting, something special! And, well, considering we're probably the only two out of any of us who actually like Dream Duty, I obviously chose the right place—"

"—So you did lie to us about Imagination Land."

"Uh—" Joy stops short, then chuckles nervously. "Welllll, I know how much you love keeping secrets, so maybeee if you just kept that fun little one between you and me—"

Snippet 3:

Joy reaches back to yank Sadness right up to the front of the door with her. She manages to peer in and catch a glimpse of the rest of her friends watching one of the sets get dressed—but then she gets the door slammed shut on her. She groans.

"Okay, but—there's no way that we're banned! Everyone else got in just fine!"

"Well, frankly, I don't know who thought it was okay for them to get a tour, either. Serves me right for letting the new hires work the call desks. You emotions just think you're all that, huh?" Joy blinks, bewildered, as the Mind Worker jabs a finger at her chest and narrows her eyes. "That orange one's already on thin ice. The sheer level of entitlement to give me her stupid notebook about how she thinks I should run my studio—and now she's trying to spread those pages around to everyone else in there like it's some manifesto—"

"—Ahhh, yeah—Anxiety's...Anxiety's like that," Joy mutters, "buuuut just let us in, and we'll fix that right up!"

Joy winks at Sadness and splits into a grin as the Mind Worker smiles back at the both of them—and then it falters halfway through as she hears the sarcasm dripping from her voice.

"Ohh, sure, right away! Since you two are so great at fixing things, huh? Yep, okay—lemme just pop right over to Administration and toss out your charges for trespassing, disorderly conduct, breaking and entering, destruction of studio property, deliberate dream interference, unlawful release of Subconscious wildlife, and reckless endangerment by clown!" She gulps in a breath of air after running through all of those at once and then scowls. "That last one's new, you know—we had to come up with an entirely new charge just because you two decided to screw up in a way no one's ever screwed up before!"

Joy winces as she feels Sadness shuffle to hide behind her and whimper. She's not taking too kindly to being yelled at. Joy grimaces.

"Umm, so what you're basically saying iiiis, we're special?"

"Out."

Snippet 4:

The world doesn't quite fade away this time; Joy's still painfully aware of the unintelligible chatter flooding through the halls, the bitter smell of coffee wafting past as drink trays get rushed back and forth. The way the crate is leaned up against the wall, the dream posters look like they're looming right over them when Joy looks up, gigantic and skewed. And when she feels Sadness rest her hand lightly on her arm, Joy feels both giddy and a little smug. Of course this was working! All Sadness needed was a little push—Disgust should've never doubted her. So Joy smiles to herself—then smiles down at Sadness, leans in, and—

"Oh, Joy, this is so sad..."

Joy reels back as Sadness pats her on the arm. "Uh. What?"

"Well, all the dreams are changing..." She sighs and looks back at the wall. The red light from the COMING SOON sign flashing right above the newer posters seems to find its way down to them, somehow. Joy watches as it glints against Sadness' glasses. "And they've torn down your favorite one already..."

Joy slumps a little at that and sighs. Leave it to Sadness to find a problem that wasn't even hers to get miserable over. She rolls her eyes as she nudges Sadness on the shoulder.

"Alright, maybe it's a bit of a bummer, but so what? Pfff, it's not like you liked Fairy Dream Adventure that much," she says with a snort. "You don't have to cry about it."

Sadness rubs at her eyes, the beginnings of her tears falling down her cheeks. "But...but you did...and you cared about it, so...so, if you care about it, then I care about it, and if it makes you sad, it makes me sad..."

"O—Oh," Joy says softly, heat flooding her face. She actually has to look away for a minute at that, stare down at her feet dangling over the crate's edge. Leave it to Sadness to just say the sweetest thing in the world to her like it's nothing.

[vroomvroomwee]

Like everyone else, I'm also really sad about the GO s2 finale, but on the other hand, I want to smack both of these idiots.

Like... do these two realise how LUCKY they are to have even found each other, let alone given the chance to fall in love?

As an introverted, probably neurodivergent, queer, non-binary, ace, person who wants top surgery, I doubt I'll find someone and them liking me back like these two have. It's one of those moments like what do I have to do? And then you don't feel so bad for Crowley and Aziraphale because while they might be having some problems, they were literally given the best gift in the world.

And they're wasting iiiit. Goddamn idiots. Both of them.

[inkspottie]

Hewo Spottie! New reader here, I've just finished my speed-run reading of all FOUR of your writings so far and I have A LOT to say! Let's start off with Vicissitude, it's very great! I like how you made it gorey and not very sweet without going in too much details, or making it disgustingly realistical (exemple is that some authors bring it to high realism and goes in massive details that makes the character's pain slash through you). You've made a part about Sebastian throwing up once while I've seen some far more disgusting where the characters piss themselves etc and I can't thank you enough for not doing that!!!! And I loved Sadao a lot, Brahams was fun but I prefer Sadao, he reminds me of myself, he's silly. Get yo mom Seb, Eve deserves to live!!! For Confluence, I really love it too! Chapter 14 made me want to throw my phone out the window but the fic is so good I couldn't raaah!!! Fishbug is canon!! I've shipped it since Vicissitude and was always like "yeah no I'm delusional" but I'm noooot! The characters, the fic, the art.. AAAAH I LOVE EVERYTHING ABOUT IIIIT!! Pragma was very cool my favorite moment was Sadao just ADMIRING the view of Sebastian and then the little voice of reason going "bitch you're boutta loose your arm and you're thinking about a fish fuck's muscles? LEARN YOUR PRIORITIES" And the first snippet in Die with a smile? I love you Spottie!!! It was so nice!! It wasn't the kiss we excepted but there was still kisses so yay! You and your fics are awesome sauce Spottie, 11-10!!!

Hehe thank you for the kind words! Glad you enjoy my work!!

[threepandas]

I came across a yandere Hawks prompt, then a fic.

And I just? ......*thought about it* oh... Oh No™. He would make an EXCELLENT and FASCINATING Obsessive. A "you showed me One(1) scrap of genuine human decency and that unlocked something deeply unhinged and desperate in me, because my life has been a parade of quiet nightmares, and I am so SO good at Faking now, because it was BEATEN into me, that no one... NO ONE will ever see me coming".

I wanna write iiiit. Cause no one seems to grasp its not the Yandere part or the Cocky Hot Boy part? It's the HORROR MOVIE part. The hunting you on silent, deadly, all powerful wings. Ever present PR smile gone for once. Crouched on a light post. Unblinking.

As he WATCHES.

You never notice. Not for days upon days. Even as you can feel in your gut, something's wrong. That someone's watching you. But you can't catch them. No matter how hard you try, no matter what you do. You can't find them. All while he notes every little thing. Learns and observes. Sitting so very, very still. And watching, watching, WATCHING...

Even as he keeps showing up.

Always the friendly hero. So flirty! So trustworthy! Non threatening! Ha ha! He brought snacks~ Say, you seem WORRIED? You know, he IS the number 2 hero. He bet he can HELP. Be a shoulder to lean on, a figure you can TRUST. Say, did you know he likes the same things YOU do? What a coincidence, right? What are the odds? Ha ha~

The best yandere? Do everything in their power not to get caught. To ease you in to their crazy. Lay their trap like gentle rose petals, so thick and deep, you can't see all the warnings carved into the road at your feet. Normalize it. But careful! Can't let them SEE all the crazy, they know it's not normal. Better to tuck that just out of sight.

Play pretend.

He'd be so, SO good at that.

The thing is? I feel like? People keep forgetting his in Cannon motivations! Make him act like his Mask or against his core nature! He wants to be a HERO. Wants to save everybody until it's not NEEDED. But even then? He wants to be useful. He wants to finally rest. Needs to be needed. Wants to be GOOD. Everything his parents were not. Everything that was beaten into him by the HPSC.

He'd WANT to drop the mask... but be unable to.

Except when he's watching.

Hunting.

Like playing pretend. Infiltrating a Normal Life. He'd set it all up. The meet cute, the Heroic rescues, the dates. A whole timeline. A fake little life in a pretend little world. Lies upon lies. So he can be Normal. So you will love him. So everything will be warm and soft and HIS. A storybook romance... isn't it perfect? Isn't it JUST want you wanted? Almost... too much so?

Like someone read the diary of your mind.

Or... was stalking you for months. Watching. Correcting course and refining plans as new information was uncovered? But I mean... that would be crazy! Insane! No one would do THAT! And even if they DID, your loving boyfriend Keigo would stop them, right?

Of course he would. You're his world. The best thing to ever happen to him.

He'd NEVER let anything happen to you!

He'll keep an eye out, okay?

So feel nice and safe~♡ Your boyfriend is watching.

[dairy-farmer]

You know the Troupe "trapped in your heart's desire"? The Bats totally can recognize THAT on sight. Have protocol and everything. Bet there's No WAY they'd get caught.

Or IS there~? >:3c

Hatters caught some Supernatural Being, in a long abandoned Manor, in the outskirts of Gotham. It's an Alice in wonderland fever dream. Complete nightmare of a family team up. People sent through walls, weird mists and mysterious goos. Nothing good can come of this.

But they got people to save.

Save them, they do.

The Being is so Grateful~☆. Tim is outside talking to the cops. Warning them of the hazards they found. The Being? Couldn't HELP? But noootice~♡? That their Heros look so very TIRED! So TENSE and UPSET! Heeeere *covers them with something glowing before they can react* that should fix iiiit~♡ ;) ! *poofs away*

They are understandablely alarmed.

God damn it, Magic. Yes, the very concept of it and all the creatures there-in. Get out of their city. They head home. Decontamination showers for DAYS. Everybody gonna get one. Better call Zatana.

Thing is? That shower sure is warm, huh? Those clean clothes sure are COMFY, huh? They don't notice they are drifting off. Getting sleepy. Except Tim.

He notices.

Oh shit. The fall asleep. OH SHIT. Bruce was TYPING. Mid fuckin sentence! PANIC! They turn into gemstones. WHAT MAGICAL FUCKERY-!?

It's about to be a long, loooong few days for JLA Dark. Tim did NOT go on a one man crusade across the planet just to lose his whole ass family to SOME ACTUAL FAIRY'S BULLSHIT. D:<

But this is not ABOUT his side of the story! Is it?

Let's start with Bruce. The sleepy feeling passes. Of course. He has excellent self-discipline. His kids wander upstairs, after patrol exhaustion pulling them away. All... all except Tim.

Who is worried.

Who paces behind him, making calls. Checking databases. Running tests. Exhaustion pulling at every line of him. But not willing to risk it. Bruce hates that he finds such... closeness in this. In the chaos of things gone wrong.

It's like how they were back then. Just another crisis to solve.

The results come in.

He does not let himself be disappointed. This is a GOOD thing. A simple trick. Just a light show. They're fine. Which means...

But behind him? Tim doesn't leave as expected. He mutters in relief, sags in exhaustion, and wanders closer.

Bruce glances up. Perhaps it the exhaustion. He wishes it wasn't. That he hadn't made such a mess of things. That there wasn't such DISTANCE. But... he'll take what chance he can. Anything to mend some of the damage between them.

And Tim DOES look exhausted. Like he's barely standing. It's far worse then when he last saw him a few days ago. Should he say something? Is it overstepping? There was a time when it wouldn't have been.

Tim leans over his shoulder, braced on his chair, to get a better look at the results. Or at least.. he pretends too. His eyes aren't tracking. They stare blankly at the screen as he seems to consider something.

He takes the mouse. To all appearances, casual, as he flips through Bruce's scan report.

Looking for something.

He slumps closer, when he doesn't find it. His hand "accidentally" running over the anti-krptonian sound generator, turning it on. Half drapped across Bruces back, mouth next to his ear.

"You're The Only One I Can Trust..."

We turn now, to Dick. What fantasy does HIS heart hold?

They are tired. Bruce, testing and testing. Being unreasonable. He calls several of his magical contacts from his time at the Titans. It's a genuine, no joke, blessing he's told. "Clarity" he's told in far more words then necessary.

Jason has already stormed off. Damian is starting to snipe. And Tim? Looks ready to cry. At the end of his rope. Frazzled and afraid, certain someone's gonna die. Unable to find anything no matter how many tests he runs because there nothing TO find.

This time... this time Dick can do better. He breaks it up. Sends Damian to bed and tells Bruce he can run whatever tests he damn well wants. Dick already called the experts. They're FINE.

He makes sure to look Tim direct in the eyes when he says the next bit. They're gonna be okay.

He pulls his little brother into a hug. Like he should have done a long time ago. Timmy MELTS against him. Clings like he's a lifeline. He drags him off to bed. His room, since Tim doesn't seem like he wants to let go any time soon.

And Tim? In the dark of his room? Whispers like he's at some sort of confessional.

"I can't do it anymore, Dick. I just CANT. I think... I think I'm going to retire..."

Of course, not every situation flows so seemingly seamless. Jason? Suspects.

He argues with himself, torn between wanting to believe and the paranoia born of being a Bat. Of nice things holding terrible prices. Watches little Red gesture with his slice of pizza, as he rants, about Dickhead being exactly what his name suggests and the family following suit.

Timbers, in his safe house? With pizza and that fancy new drink, that he hasn't told anyone he likes yet? In tight, tight jeans. Agreeing with him. Sitting all close, leaning into him when he talks. Asking about his projects.

It feels like a trap. Too good to be real. He should probably-..!

And that's when Tim kisses him. Just crawls straight into his lap, tasting like pizza and wet dreams, and plants one on him. His brain cuts out.

It starts MELTING, when the body in his lap starts to grind. Rocking perfect, strong, little hips against his cock. Timberts won't be getting his jeans back. They got in the way and take to long to remove. If he doesn't get half his hand inside the tight little body onto of him YESTERDAY, he's gonna cry.

It's his new mission in life to make this fucker forget his own NAME. Fuck him stupid. Turn the safe house into a biohazard. God he tastes so good...

And Damian, of course, suspects nothing. His dick is driving the show and he WANTS to believe. Which is why Timothy Drake, sudden and inexplicable Sexy Supervillian in tight black leather. Makes PERFECT sense.

They are Nemesis.

There are elaborate sexy bondage-esc traps. And tables being turned. Individuals being forced to kneel at each other's feet. Handcuffs. Bitter but DEEPLY sexy acknowledgements of Damian's skill and superiority. Costume changes in other equally sexy and leather outfits.

The fact that his father and Richard are no where to be found? And that he is somehow Batman? Clearly irrelevant. He has a Supervillian to stop! Likely with his dick!

Puberty is a hell of a trip. Damian will never admit to any of this. This incident goes with him to his grave.

But surely? It's not ALL sex? Right? Bruce wasnt-? INCORRECT. We tune BACK into Bruce's sordid "Armageddon" fantasy! To a bunker!

Outside? The world is ending. Bruce and Tim, our Heroic Survivors, hold each other close. They have never been closer. Lines have long ago blurred. Morals shifted. Bruce can... let go.

No longer hold himself to the codes that he spent so long strangling himself with. Blaming himself under. He runs his hands across familiar flesh and it is not familial. He can at last be soft. Decadent.

Fill his boy until there's no more room for anything else, and bring him nothing but pleasure as hell rages beyond the bunker walls. Kiss and be sweet, be honest. Because it's all over.

Bruce's is trapped in a fuck bunker. He's not going anywhere. And Dick?

Well Timmy retired. It was a shit storm. So big a shit storm, Tim moved to Bludhaven. In with Dick.

Finally finished schooling. Started College. Started learning to cook. Finally slept more. Was healthy. Happy.

Wanted to cuddle. Cuddles lead to feelings. Lead to kisses. Lead to a better apartment and a nicer, bigger bed.

Lead to Dick fucking his little brother incoherent to christen the new place. They're like newlyweds. Fucking like rabbits. After patrol quickies, good morning oral, mid day "god you look sexy in my sweater"s. The domestic bliss he could never achieve.

Could they get out? Yes. If they FOUGHT it. But they don't. And outside Tim runs himself ragged. Nearly losses ANOTHER organ. Holds the Summer King at knife point. Gives Constantine alcohol poisoning.

But he does it. He gets his family back. And THIS time? Is finally, FINALLY rewarded with hugs.

He saved the day! He did it! He... may pass out. Ignore the bleeding. But its? The WEIRDEST thing? His family is finally affectionate, which is awesome, but??? He feels like he's missing something? Eh. He'll figure it out in the morning?

Oh? Cuddle pile? Hell yeah he'd love too!

tim in the real world running himself ragged while the rest of his family are indulging in their wetdreams and fantasies of being able to fuck tim without consequences 😭😭😭!!!!!!!

[artisticxlly]

TRICK OR TREAT >:]]

Corvi hello! Here are two Iwaoi drabbles/scenes, since I couldn't settle. Some sugar and some spice! (and everything nice)

A ringing doorbell made them temporarily stop the music.

"Oh shit, Hajime, you might wanna open the door!"

Iwaizumi lifts his head, drunkenly turning his head to Matsukawa. "How come you don't go?" He asks, but his friends shake their heads.

"It's the surprise we talked about! The birthday boy's gotta open iiiit~" Matsukawa answers and they laugh. Hanamaki is pushing Iwaizumi towards the entrance of the apartment the party was held in before he can really process it. Iwaizumi had half the mind to put down his shotglass before reaching the door with the 'help' of his friends.

"Again, surprises? You guys know I hate them."

"I think this one will change your mind, man!" Kindaichi grins, making Iwaizumi huff. "If it's strippers, I swear to god..."

That's what happened at Hanamaki's birthday. Unhinged and Iwaizumi was eternally thankful to not have been seated in that chair.

The doorbell rings again, making them stop any further arguments.

Iwaizumi pulls himself free with a huff, opening the door with his rather sloppy fine motor skills, thanks to the alcohol in his system.

In front of him?

Oikawa Tōru.

The guy who Iwaizumi hasn't seen in what feels like a fucking decade. It does not feel real. He glances briefly at the others, who are smiling brightly and filming him. Assholes.

His mouth is agape and yet not one noise comes out of it. Iwaizumi turns his head back to Oikawa. Oikawa was softly smiling at him, his hands behind his back. He was dimly lit from behind, tan skin and and freckles partly hidden beneath a nice shirt and dark jeans.

"Don't remember me, Iwa-chan?"

He asks, and it's that... Same teasing sweet tone he had back then. It makes Iwaizumi feel like he's soaring through the sky, weightless almost.

"You f...fucking... Idiot!" Iwaizumi slurs, eyes wide and a disbelieving expression on his face.

Before Oikawa can be offended he has to set his present down, because Iwaizumi, out of pure joy, runs into him and gives him a hug. A hug that nearly causes both of them to stumble down to the cold floor of the hallway.

Oikawa yelps in surprise, his back cracking from Iwazumi's arms holding his waist captive. "Iwa, you brute!" He laughs brightly, arms trapped as Iwaizumi lifts him up. It feels like music to Iwaizumi's ears.

"Shut the hell up, what the fuck are you doing here?" It's funny, that he both wants Oikawa to shut up and doesn't. He looks up at him in utter shock still.

He had sweeped Oikawa off his feet, the taller man dangling helplessly. Adrenaline was one hell of a drug.

"Well, I thought you might enjoy a surprise for your birthday. After all, what's a better present than me?" Oikawa was smiling still.

Iwaizumi bumps his head quite harshly into Oikawa's chest, sighing deeply. He smells different, looks a different too, is bigger, yet every sense of Iwaizumi recognises this was still *his* Oikawa.

"Fuck, you're so..."

"Romantic? I know, Iwa."

"Shut it, Tōru. You're a dick for not letting me know you came back."

"That's true too, I guess. But you look pretty happy to see me. I'm glad they're recording it for blackmail." Oikawa jokes, it's all lighthearted. Iwaizumi can feel his heart pounding where he's resting his head.

Iwaizumi huffs in slight amusement, loosening his grip on Oikawa and letting him stand on his own feet again.

"I'm drunk, give me a break, yeah?" Iwaizumi says, as if the surprise of Oikawa hadn't sobered him up majorly.

"Drunk gestures are genuine too, you know." Oikawa teases him, petting his head. Normally, Iwaizumi would hit him in the gut for that. Now, however, he is busy not trying to cry bitterly.

He is failing miserably.

"Do you wanna get your actual present from me, Iwa?" Oikawa asks and Iwaizumi can't let his gaze go anywhere but him. Apparently the others had returned back inside to give them privacy, he could hear the music start up again. "Sure..."

"Iwaa... You've gotten so soft." Oikawa's teasing smirk fades when he looks up with a box in his hands. Iwaizumi's eyes are full of tears. "Oh."

"Yeah, 'oh'. Fucking asshole." Iwaizumi looks away.

"You really missed me?"

"Of course I-" Iwaizumi looks at him again and blinks aggressively, bewildered. "You genuinely thought I wouldn't miss you?"

Oikawa looks a bit guilty, eyes cast aside. They start to look a bit glossy, slowly filling with tears. "Sorry."

"Fuck that. Don't apologise." Iwaizumi angrily wipes his tears away, pulling Oikawa in for another hug. Oikawa wraps his arms around his neck, pressing his nose into Iwaizumi's shoulder.

"It's not that I didn't believe you, but... It makes me feel... Happy that you did miss me." Oikawa explains. "Because I missed you too, Hajime." He whispers.

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Iwaizumi presses their lips back together. He feels really warm now. His hands move to Oikawa, taking a hold of his thighs. Oikawa lets out a strangled huff when Iwaizumi presses his fingers into the sore muscles of his hamstrings.

"You really need to stretch more." Iwaizumi mumbles, breaking the kiss just for that.

"Iwa, are you trying to get me to be loud?" Oikawa complains. "You're so mean."

"Mm, I'm sure you don't mind that much." Iwaizumi chuckles. Oikawa shuts him up again, pressing himself further into the other. His hands travel, arms eventually wrapped around Iwaizumi's neck.

When Oikawa's fingers bury themselves in Iwaizumi's short hair he feels heat shoot through his arteries.

His eyes flutter shut, and he's glad they're still kissing because the noise he would've made just now would've been downright embarrassing.

He loses focus, Oikawa's fingertips trailing circles, his thumbs brushing over the shells of his ears. It isn't lost on Oikawa that his lover is losing focus because he's barely kissing back.

"Iwa?" Oikawa coos, Iwaizumi's eyes opening again. They are heavy-lidded, catching the other by surprise. "Oh?" He smirks. "Isn't this cute."

Oikawa runs two fingers over Iwaizumi's right ear, the latter letting out a noise that he wishes he could've buried between his vocal cords.

"You like me playing with your hair, Iwa?'

"Tōru." Iwaizumi warns, a bit helpless. He was totally vulnerable. Sure, he could pull away, but it felt too good not to. Oikawa breaks out into a blush. "Hm?"

"Your hands feel really nice." The shorter man admits. "Mm, have I found your weak spot yet?" Oikawa asks, a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Not yet, but this is probably close." The other answers, gripping Oikawa's thighs. "Shit..." Oikawa had started scritching weakly behind his ear, and Iwaizumi was struggling to keep his eyes open.

He decides to busy himself, hiking Oikawa up further by bumping their hips together and lifting him with his arms. His head presses forward, temporarily losing contact with Oikawa's hands. He starts kissing down the underside of Oikawa's chin, trying to find a spot that would have the other feeling weak too. Oikawa finally makes some noise when Iwaizumi reaches the side of his neck, the shorter of the two gently scraping his teeth against the soft skin, letting it pinch between his teeth and lips. "Is it okay if I leave a little mark?" He asks, feeling a bit feverish. Was the air conditioning really that bad in here?

Oikawa hums, nodding. "Yeah, that's fine. Feels... Really good." Yeah, Oikawa was probably feeling similar, heated.

Iwaizumi had never left a hickey on anyone, but he knew what basically had to happen for one to appear. It's Oikawa pressing their hips together that he doesn't expect, when he starts sucking on the skin, running his tongue over it. Oikawa also moves his hands from his hair to his back, digging his fingers into the muscles there. Iwaizumi briefly wonders if it would be better to let him down before his arms give up.

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