#like. chill out buddy. holy fuck

[elprupneerg]

Spending breakfast reading the instructions and side effects of my new meds and organizing my new pill reminder box was. Maybe. Not the best thing for my anxiety

[iliveinprocrasti-nationn]

8 million emotions in my chest for the first time in months and the only thing i can think is “it’s so good to be back”

[kamiversee]

Sukuna’s Fuck Buddy ꨄ

[ { Synopsis } ] ➤ You agree to be friends with benefits with Sukuna, not exactly expecting to get ruined in different ways every week.

[ { Need to know } ] ➤ This is a What-If scenario that stems from my fic; The F*ck List— A tale in which Gojo Satoru blackmails you into seducing a list of people to clear his debt.

[ { Content & Warning } ] ➤ f!reader, dirty talk, tw; spitting, degrading, manhandling, pet names, fingering, unprotected sex, language, brief/slight exhibitionism, & Sukuna has a filthy mouth.

[ { Paring } ] ➤ Sukuna x f!reader.

[ { Word Count } ] ➤ 4.2k

"A whore," Sukuna commented, clearly joking but his words had made you uneasy.

It was oddly specific. You hadn't thought much of it when he called you a whore the night prior, since, y'know, you liked being degraded. But, something about that being his assumption for your occupation was a crazy coincidence.

Especially considering how hellbent Gojo always is on telling you not to call yourself that. The more you thought about it...

Gojo got upset at something from Sukuna's party, he didn't want you to call yourself a whore all of a sudden, Sukuna seems to have believed that was your actual job, and you remember how pissed Gojo seemed as he thought about you sleeping with Sukuna-

Holy fuck. Are the two connected somehow? Is something going on? What does Gojo owe Sukuna? Does Sukuna know you only slept with him as payment to clear Gojo's debt? Is-

A finger had poked your forehead and you blinked out of your thoughts.

Sukuna was chuckling, "I was joking, woman. Calm down." He uttered, "I actually thought you worked at one of those beauty stores."

You raised a brow, still feeling uneasy with the man. "Beauty stores?"

"Sephora, Ulta," He shrugged, "Wherever the fuck. I pictured you being one of those cute little cashiers."

"Is that supposed to be a compliment...?" You murmured.

"Or working at McDonald's, I don't know, I didn't think too hard on it-- jus' wanted to fuck you," Sukuna admitted honestly.

Your expression drops, "Oh..."

His hand had gone to your chin and he tipped your face up, "Do you want me to want something more from you?"

His gaze was intense like always, causing chills to slip down your back. You shook your head, "I mean, no... I only wanted you to fuck me."

"We could keep doing this," Sukuna suggested with a shrug, "Make' it a weekly thing."

You batted your eyelashes at him a few times in thought. At the time, things definitely would've gone differently had you not answered his request but... Somewhere deep down inside, you wanted to make it a weekly thing.

"Really?" You had asked the man, taking him by slight surprise.

Sukuna had wholeheartedly expected you to disregard his suggestion to you but, you didn't. "Yes, really," He replied before stepping closer to his bedside where you were seated and leaning toward you, "Let's fuck every week."

You stared at him with wide eyes for a long moment, contemplating numerous things in your head. Technically, you should've said no. You should've moved on from the topic, y'know, brushed his offer off entirely.

Yet there you were, steadily nodding your head in agreement before uttering a simple, "Okay."

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Which takes you to right now, a few weeks after said agreement where you find yourself in the backseat of one of Sukuna's cars, your legs sprawled out over his as you sit prettily in his lap.

Since agreeing to be friends with benefits with Sukuna, you and him have met up once a week, sometimes twice, just to fuck each other.

In Sukuna's right hand was his cell phone, the device up at his ear as he conversed with someone as if his free hand wasn't occupied with toying with your dripping cunt-- thick fingers fucking so deep into you and curling just right against your slick walls.

Your back was against his firm chest, lips parted with heavy pants and soft moans spilling from your throat as the lewd sound of Sukuna finger fucking you filled his vehicle.

Trying so hard not to be loud in courtesy of whoever he was on the phone with, you bit your lower lip, “Mmmh… Sukuna…” You mewl out gently.

He’s been at it for a while and you could even feel how hard his cock was against your ass, his tip leaking and member twitching beneath the fabric of his sweats every time you squirmed.

Sukuna sighs heavily and pulls the phone away from his mouth only to bring his lips to your ear, “Shut the fuck up. If she hears you, I’ll stop…” Pausing mid-sentence as your cunt squeezes tighter around his fingers, he smirks, “Slut.”

“P-Please… hah… don’t stop,” Your voice was filled with pure and utter need, just as he liked.

Sukuna angles his head down a bit, planting a soft and all too teasing kiss below your ear, his breath tickling your neck, “Then shut up.”

You’re nodding, closing your mouth, and swallowing down your own moans as he purposefully shoves his fingers into you at a rougher pace.

In and out and in and out, your pussy was gushing around his fingers— mouth opening and jaw dropping every now and then as he hit all the right spots.

“Fuck,” You curse under your breath as your torso leans forward and you shoot a hand down to grab his wrist.

Sukuna’s speaking to whoever he has on the phone but you only register a few words every now and then. “Mhmmmm,” He hummed and you swore that was directed toward you as your eyes flickered back— he knew you were close.

Sukuna’s fingers slid almost all the way out of your hole just to tease you, his fingertips slipping up to flick over your clit. A breathy moan leaves your lips as he rubs your clit aggressively, drawing circles over the bud and making your legs draw together.

“M’gonna cum,” You whine out quietly, struggling to keep your noises in.

He wanted to make things harder for you so he smirks, “Yeah?” Sukuna taunted, “Gonna’ make a mess? Hm?”

Your head just barely angled back to look at him, seeing that he didn’t bother to move the phone away or mute it so whoever he was talking to heard everything he just said. This overwhelming feeling of embarrassment and arousal shoots throughout your body and your face twists up in pleasure as Sukuna sinks his fingers back into you.

“No, not you,” He spat to whoever he was talking to on call, smirking at you afterward, “I told you I was busy when we first got on the phone…”

Your hips jerked forward a bit as you unintentionally moved to ride his fingers, panting and maintaining eye contact with the man. He nearly felt like he was getting high off of merely watching you grow so stupidly drunk in lust. 

“S’kuna…” You mumbled.

His cock ached in his sweats and he nodded, “Mhm, yeah, y’know what, I’ll call you back— I have a needy whore to take care of.”

You turned your head to face forward as he said that, once again feeling embarrassed and even squeezing your legs together a bit. The sound of Sukuna scoffing is heard and then his phone is, quite literally, tossed somewhere else.

He shifts and his now free hand goes to your hip as his other kneads into your pussy, making you dizzy in satisfaction as you continue trying to keep quiet.

“Look at you…” Sukuna taunts, “You’re about to cum, aren’t you?”

You nod stupidly, feeling the knot in your core build as your orgasm approaches, “Y-Yeah… fuck, please.”

“Hm? Please what?” He scoffs, as if he hadn’t had a tendency to strip you of your climax multiple times.

“Hah… Let me cum, p-please Sukuna,” Your voice was a needy but quiet whine and he bit his lower lip once he acknowledged you were still following his orders of being quiet.

Sukuna snickers, “Uhuh, I will,” He hums, “Jus’ keep squeezin’ around my fingers,” He leans forward so he could speak into your ear, low and rasped voice driving you over the edge, “Yeahhhh, like that— Fuckin’ whore.”

Your jaw drops and your mouth forms an immediate O shape as your eyes flicker, back arching, and whimper escaping your throat— you cum hard while still trying to be quiet, tears pricking the corners of your eyes as you do so.

There’s a slick sound of Sukuna still toying with your cunt as you come undone and then he sits back, parting his legs a bit as you readjust into his lap and his fingers slip out of you.

Sukuna coos, “See? Was that so hard? Now here,” He moves one hand to your throat, forcing your back to be against his chest as his other hand goes to your lips, “Clean yourself off my fingers, messy girl.”

His digits that’d just been inside you prod at your lips, tapping your lower one before you part them and Sukuna pushes his fingers in. He was such a nasty man, forcing you to taste yourself and clean your slick off his fingers— you couldn’t stand him sometimes.

Not to mention how he teases you as he does so, “Taste good, right?” Sukuna asked.

You whirl your tongue around his fingers and then pull off them with a hard and firm suck, a slight pop emitting from the action, “Mhm…”

“Good,” Both of Sukuna’s hands go to your hips and he lifts you up. You hardly realize what he’s doing until he forces you to turn around and face him. Then, he makes sure you remain hovering over his crotch as he works his cock out of his sweats, his eyes on yours as if he were seconds away from devouring you.

Sukuna looked ravished for you, tired of the past minutes he spent on some tedious phone call when he could’ve been buried inches into your sloppy hole. His eyes were low-lidded, maroon shade dazed with this feral need for you.

Oh, he was about to fuck the shit out of you— as he typically does. You’d picked up on that much, how his eyes would change, his breathing grown heavier, voice low and pitched with this sexy rasp that made your cunt flutter.

“Do me a favor,” Sukuna suddenly voices out, making you blink out of your daze. Your hands were on his broad shoulders, keeping yourself hovered over him. “Sit on this dick ‘nd make another mess f’me,��� He instructed, words causing you to look down at his hard, slightly curved cock that’s been freed from his clothes.

It’s so damn intimidating— the way his veins bulge, how his hand jerks at his shaft in quick pulls, tip sticky and leaking precum as you stare with pretty wide eyes.

Your legs were straddling his already so, after a moment of admiring his cock, your eyes flicked back up to his face. Sukuna was glaring at you, impatiently waiting for you to plop down onto his twitching member.

His gaze sent a chill down your spine and your body was finally moving again. You lower yourself steadily as you glance down again but because of how slow you were living and how needy Sukuna was, he goes to grab your hips and pulls your cunt down to his cock, tip pressing up against your hole.

Both of you let out a heavy exhale in sync and you rock your hips forward just a little bit to ride his flushed tip.

“Don’t fuckin’ tease me, woman,” Sukuna breathes out, voice more airy than he would’ve liked.

You smirk, “Sukuna…” Your gaze lifts to his face once more, “You’re drippin’.” You whisper tauntingly.

His brows tense and his cock suddenly pushes up a few inches into you, a shallow thrust made in reaction to your words. Sukuna’s dirty talk was rubbing off on you and it drove him crazy. The hands on your waist grip even tighter, sure to leave marks as his fingernails dig into you and he slams you down on his dick.

Your eyes widen, face twists up, and a sluty moan leaves your throat, “Oh fuck-,”

“Told’ you not to fuckin’ tease me,” Sukuna huffs out in an aggravated tone. His big rough hands slide up to your waist and he holds onto you tightly before forcing you to ride him at the pace he wanted.

You’re moving to keep up with his motions as best you can, using your legs to lift yourself up and then plop your cunt down on his cock over and over— sucking him in deep and tight each time you go down.

Meanwhile, Sukuna’s forcing you through it, making sure you don’t slow down for even a second. “Needy ass couldn’t even let me finish my phone call,” He grunts out, “Pussy just needed my cock, huh? She’s that greedy?”

Your cunt just flutters and gushes around his dick, walls closing around his shaft as a moan slips past your lips, “I… ah, oh-, fuuck… m’sorry.”

“Aw, you’re sorry?” Sukuna mocks, “No you’re nottt, you wanted me off the phone, didn’t you?”

You shake your head, “N-No…”

“No? Hah,” That smirk of his starts to appear and his hands slide down your body, caressing your skin as you ride him in earnest, “You wanted them to hear?”

Your hips stutter in movement and your eyes widen, “I-“

“Wanted them to hear how desperate you are for some cock?” Sukuna huffs out, hips suddenly snapping up into you, “How dumb you get once it’s in you? Hm?”

“F-Fuck, Sukuna-, ah, mghh.” You whine, hips coming to an almost complete stop as Sukuna fucks his cock up into you, heavy balls slapping against your ass as his tip rams up into your cervix.

To make matters worse, he slaps your ass, “Did I say you could stop? Keep fuckin’ ridin’ me.” Sukuna orders meanly, making you whine as you find your movement again, earning a smirk from him in response to how your hips match his thrusts.

There was this slight shake to his car as you bounced up and down on his cock and he kept fucking it up into you, making it hard for you to think or even moan properly.

 He smirks and then holds your hips again, slamming you down slowly but roughly along with his words, “Mmmgh, just. like. that.” Sukuna groans, tossing his head back and breathing heavily.

The sight of him with his head back and neck exposed was so damn sexy, causing you to lean forward and move to his neck, pressing sweet but messy kisses all up and down his exposed skin.

Sukuna starts smiling, “Good girl.” He suddenly praises and your hips begin to rock back and forth, making his brows tense, “Aughhh, fuuuck, keep goin’, m’close.”

Because you had slowed again, you’d assume that he enjoyed it so you continued with a steady rock of your hips, keeping his thick length buried inside you as you did so.

He lets you continue like that for a minute or two but after that, he huffs, “I said ride me, whore. Don’t fuckin’ slow down.” Sukuna grunted.

For someone who was taunting you about being needy, he sure as hell had a thousand demands on how you should be riding him— as if he doesn’t know his dick is hard to take at some point.

Your brows furrow and your lower lip sticks out into a slight pout, one he finds so fucking cute. Sukuna moves his hands to your thighs, somewhat under them to aid you, and then he’s forcing your pussy to slick up and down him again.

You let out a little scoff before looking off to the side, “Shit…” Sukuna was thrusting up into you again, bullying his cock into your dripping cunt and forcing you to ride him through it.

“C’mon,” He smirks, “Take it—, fuck me.” He suddenly breathes out.

A shocked moan exits your mouth and your eyes are glossy as they find his, “W-What? Mmh…” You breathe. Did he just say what you thought he did?

“You heard me,” Sukuna’s smirk widens and slowly eases into a sexy almost fucked out smile “I said fuck me. Fuck me like you wanna make me cum,” He huffs, your body responding through upping your pace, “Yeahhhh that’s it.” Sukuna breathes, head flying back again.

The car creaked and bounced with the frantic movements of sex occurring inside, windows fogged, your tits jumping almost in his face, plush walls clamping down on his dick so good that he felt like he was losing his sanity.

Oh Sukuna was addicted. He can’t have any other woman on his cock that’s not you, not when you ride him so well and certainly not when your hand is abruptly felt on his throat.

Sukuna lets out a groan that’s treacherously close to a moan, his head tipping up from the seat as his eyes find yours, “Oh? You kinky fuckin’ woman, chokin’ me like this…” He grunts, smiling again afterward, “Can hardly feel those small fingers of yours…”

Truth is, he could feel your fingers. Blood rushed to Sukuna’s face and his cock, his mind dazed for a second as you choked him whilst riding him. He would never submit to you but goddamn you were making it difficult.

Your hole just sucked him up like a vice and your walls were so snug and warm, wetness coating his dick and even parts of his thighs. He was about to cum but he didn’t want you to think you’d got the best of him.

So, Sukuna tips his head to the side and brings a hand to your wrist, “This is cute but,” He pulls your hand off his neck, “Lemme show you how it’s done, pretty girl.”

Your lashes bat in disbelief before Sukuna’s manhandling you again, flipping you both over as his large muscular frame looms over yours. His big hands go to your legs and he spreads them fast and wide enough so that he can slam his cock back inside you.

Your back is arching off the seat of the car as soon as he pushes all the way into you, the sudden change in position making his leaky tip reach deeper than before.

One hand is propped up by your head and the other goes to your throat, Sukuna’s fingers carefully wrapping around you and feeling the way broken moans vibrate against your throat.

“Mmph… ah, ‘kuna,” You slur out as his thrusts pick up all over again. Something is mumbled under your breath and he finds it funny how you could barely get it out.

Tilting his head, “Huh? What was that? Speak up.”

You groan, “Harder,” His eyes widen and his hips just ram down into you at a merciless pace before you get out what you meant, “Choke m-me… mmh, f-fuck… h-harder, oh my… ahh, ngh…”

“Harder? You want me to choke you harder?” Sukuna repeats and you nod, earning a slight laugh from him, “Of course you do, slut.” As the last word leaves his lips, his hand is squeezing around your throat, making it hard for you to breathe while he recklessly pounds into your cunt.

“M-Mmmh,” You hum, eyes rolling back as that damn curve of his knocks into you just right, “F-Fuck. Ohmygod, f-fuuck…” You curse between a whine.

His face is hovering over yours, “Feel me in there?” You nod and he bites his lip for a moment, “Yeah?”

Sukuna just thrusts harsher and harsher, and then faster, pelvis crashing into yours over and over as the lewd sounds of sex escape his car with how sloppy it was getting. His cock was covered in you but only greedy for more, plunging in and out of you as he groans at the way you just suck him back in every time he pulls out.

“Want me to slow down?” Sukuna suddenly suggests. Again, you just nod, almost too fucked out to speak anymore. “Awww, but you’re takin’ me jus’ fine at this pace,” He praises, making your cunt throb about him.

“S’too… y-you’re so… hahh… mgh, f-fucking big-,” You moan out weakly.

Those words make his thrusts stutter and he grunts, “What? I’m what?” Sukuna questions, almost like he needed to hear you say that again. His face leans down to yours and his lips ghost your wet ones, “What am I? Say that again.” He whispers.

Your heavy breaths brush up against his lips as both of you hold such intimate eye contact with one another, “B-Big, S’kuna… S-So fuckin’ big…” You cry out, gentle tears beginning to leave your eyes.

The man unintentionally beats his cock down into your messy cunt, “Big? Ohhhh, don’t fuckin’ tell me that.” Sukuna groans, again sounding all too close to a moan, “Take it.” He huffs.

You nod yet again, “Uhuh… m-mmh, oh…”

“Yeahhh, take it you whore.” Sukuna huffed, “Every fuckin’ inch like a good girl, mhm-, fuck,” He finally moaned, eyes flickering for only a moment.

He was too into it, too into you— literally. Sukuna felt like he was in your stomach, the bulge of his cock so prominent with his every thrust. Never was he really gentle with you, not during the sex at least, there was no need to be. You liked him rough and he knew that.

“M’gonna cum inside you.” Sukuna suddenly warns, hips sloppy against you, “Fuck my cum nice ‘nd deep inside you,” He huffs, feeling how you twitch around him.

Then, Sukuna stares down at your face, his hand still around your neck as he gets a sudden thought, glancing down to your lips.

“Open your mouth,” Sukuna orders, his voice deep. Your lips are parting without a second thought and Sukuna looks you dead in the eyes as he spits onto your tongue. First, it’s one messy drip, then another filthy glob.

Oh that was nasty, he was nasty. And the fact that his action only turned you on even more really said something about you.

“Swallow it,” He demands right after, watching as you shut your mouth and do as told. Then, he feels the movement in your throat against his palm and he chuckles, “Fuck, that’s sexy… You’re such a nasty lil’ slut f’me, I like that.”

Sukuna leans down to you and the grip on your throat grows tighter, his lips moving to swallow yours up. It was a messy and heated kiss, your moans and whimpers being drowned out as his tongue slithered into your mouth.

The wet slick and slide of his mouth over yours filled the air and all you could hear was that and the brutal smack of his hips down into you as his cock unforgivingly kissed your cervix. Over and over and over again until your orgasm crashes over you.

Only then does Sukuna pull away from your lips, a messy wad of saliva hanging between the two of you as he speaks slowly and his voice makes you lose it because of that damn breathy rasp, “Pussy’s creaming ‘round me, shit.” He breathes out, slowing down his thrusts just so you can pay attention to it, “Hear that? Hear how she gushes ‘round my cock?”

It was messy, sloppy, and slick as he dragged his dick in and out of your pulsing walls. This is what it was like to be Sukuna’s fuck buddy. Whenever or wherever he wanted to take you, he would— spewing such filth out to you as he did so, no matter who heard him.

He didn’t care, he just wanted to make sure you heard him, heard his every nasty word because he knew you liked it. Hell, that’s why you’re cumming around his cock now, moaning beneath him, legs shaking, and tears streaming down your face.

Just as you’re coming undone, so is he, pace picking right back up as he fucks his orgasm into you— warm seed coating your walls as he leaned to your ear, groaning out a repeated and breathy ‘take it’ as you whined and suddenly clawed at his back.

“Take every drop,” Sukuna moans into your ear. You think he might have a breeding kink-, “Fuckin’ slut,” He adds on.

He’s going and going until he thrusts in hard one last time and stills himself. His breathing was so heavy in your ear, heavy like pants almost-, almost like you’d drained him of everything he had.

Sukuna remains still for a while before he shifts only a little, lips moving to your cheek as he kisses your wet skin. Then, it’s slow but his tongue slides out and he licks whatever's left of your tears off your face.

Your face twists up in slight discomfort due to his wet tongue and the fact that his heavy cock was still inside you wasn’t making things any better, “…Sukuna,” You sigh, “D-Don’t you have a phone call t-to return…?”

He smiles at how you remind him, despite your fucked out state and how ragged your voice was. Sukuna slowly moves to lean up but, he doesn’t pull out yet, “Mhm, I do. And uh,” He sits back a bit and pulls your body along with his, making sure he never once slips out of you, “You’re gonna keep my cock nice ‘nd warm in the meantime.”

His words catch you off gaurd, “But-“

His hand goes to your lower abdomen and Sukuna traces his fingertip over the slight print his dick makes against your skin, “You don’t want to?” He asks, tipping his head to the side.

Blinking, you just let out a sigh after a long moment of thought, “No, I do…”

“Alright then,” Sukuna smiles, “But if you make any noise, I’ll video call instead and show them the needy woman I gotta deal with,” He comments finally with a cocky little wink.

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[erenists]

Dont wanna fall inlove. | E.Y x Blackfem!reader. WC: 6.3k

synopsis:

“Yeah yeah yeah heard u gotta boyfriend that’s cool girl where is he at?”

After a argument with your douchey boyfriend at a party you run into Eren Yeager and end up leaving with him.. what was supposed to be a little hang out unravels into something more. 

warnings: MDNI 18+ Smut, Overstimulation (f!receiving), fingering, heavy makeouts, praising, Eren hits it raw (dw girlies on birth control no kiddos over here!!) Eren calls you Pretty girl, gorgeous and ma, after care! Reader and her bf break up!! Erens the better option always anyways ;), Mentions of weed and sex. N word usage once or twice.

Not proofread

"fuck you." You mutter at your boyfriends face after catching him all buddy buddy with the girl he specifically told you not to worry about. ""Don’t be like that, baby. She’s just a friend, come on…" Your boyfriend says reaching to touch you but you back away. "nah don’t fucking touch me nigga. you're a whole weirdo " your face has a disgusted expression on as you start to back away. "whatever go calm yourself down or something I'll come find you later"

You just keep looking at him with disgust, no way he thinks you're actually leaving with him? is he crazy or dumb.

You sigh to yourself before walking away to the kitchen to get yourself a much needed drink. you can see that same girl going back to giggling with your boyfriend from a far. shes such a slut.

"Woah, that’s a little vulgar, hm?"

You jump, heart skipping a beat as you whirl around. A tall guy stands behind you, effortlessly leaning against the counter. His hair’s tied into a loose bun, chestnut brown and smooth like silk. His eyes—green, almost glowing—watch you with mild amusement.

"God, you scared me," you breathe. "I didn’t mean to say that out loud..."

"You did," he grins, holding out a red cup. "Here—figured you needed one."

You take it, brushing his fingers accidentally.

"Thanks..."

"Eren," he says, still watching you. "What about you, pretty girl?"

You stare up at him and you can feel your cheeks growing warm, thank god the lights are dim and when you blush its never noticible. at least that what you believed because somehow Eren read right through you? "You dont need to be shy sweetheart — swear I dont bite.. unless you're into that" He playfully flirts winking at that last part making you giggle.

"My name's 𐙚˙⋆.˚, nice to meet you." You look up at him, taking a sip from your red solo cup, then grimace at the taste. Holy shit. This is like 90% alcohol, 10% fruit punch.

Eren laughs at your expression.

"I should have warned you the drinks are really strong here" You nod as you can clearly tell.

"may I ask whos such a slut by the way?" He asks and you make eye contact with him before sighing and lookng where your boyfriend and that same girl were, you could feel your eye twitch.

"Some girl my boyfriend told me not to worry about it.. clearly I do though." You mumble and surprisngly Eren still hears you even with all the music blasting.

"you got a boyfriend That's cool, girl, where is he at?" He says looking around for him before you put your hand on his shoulder to stop him.

"Dont bother looking for him, that niggas such a weirdo who the fuck ditches their girlfriend at a party to talk to some girl in his class." you're practically fuming at the thought of your boyfriend and that girl again.

"Man im sorry about that — cmon follow me I got something to keep your mind off that shit." He starts walking off and you follow him even though you just met him you lowkey trust him.

Eren leads you both to the basement where it seems some of his friends are chilling in passing a blunt around. He daps up a guy with a grey buzzcut and one with short blonde hair.

"Guys this is 𐙚˙⋆.˚ " he presents you to everyone and you give a small wave, two girls one with brown hair tied in a ponytail and one with short black look at you and smile.

"Hii im sasha!!" the girl with brown hair beams the girl next to her has a small soft smile.

"Im Mikasa, Pleasure to meet you 𐙚˙⋆.˚ "

"Like wise!" You give a soft smile and Eren walks over to the free couch and pats the spot next to him.

"cmon sit down we're gonna smoke" Your eyes widen a little, you only just met him and now you're going to smoke with him, he moves a little fast huh.

You sit down and the couch sinks with you, You watch him take a blunt from the guys with the grey buzzcut. "Thats Connie by the way and the blondie next to him is Armin" Both of the guys flash you a smile which you return.

"Yo pass me a light"

"Bro I alway tell you to bring one for yourself you never listen" Connie reaches into his jean pockets handing Eren a Lighter.

“You’ve smoked before, right, gorgeous?” he asks, placing the blunt between his lips. He flicks the lighter, the flame catching as the tip starts to glow.

"A little im not a pro or anything but ive done it two or three times" He nods before taking a long hit and blowing it before passing it to you. You try to take what you think is a baby hit but you still had a little coughing fit.

"Woah woah, you okay? get her some water guys" Eren concerningly pats your back and you nod.

"Yeah im fine guess its just been a while.."

You take a small sip of water to wash down the burning in your throat, grimacing again.

Eren chuckles, leaning back into the couch, one arm lazily thrown across the back behind you. “You gotta pace yourself at these things, pretty girl.”

You shoot him a look. “You calling me that on purpose?”

He smirks, looking at you sideways. “Maybe.”

The room is thick with smoke now, laughter echoing around you as Sasha and Connie argue over what to watch next on the beat-up basement TV. But next to Eren, everything feels weirdly still.

“So,” he says after a beat, voice low, “what are you really doing here? I mean… with a guy who treats you like that?”

You blink. That hit harder than you expected. You look down at the solo cup in your hands, turning it slowly in your fingers.

“I guess I kept hoping he’d stop making me feel like shit,” you admit, voice barely above the music. “Stupid, right?”

Eren’s gaze softens. He doesn’t say ‘yes.’ He just leans in a little closer, his voice barely a whisper now.

“Not stupid. Just... trusting the wrong person.”

You look up at him, and for a second it feels like the room fades — the music, the yelling, even the taste of the alcohol. Just him. Looking at you like you’re the only thing worth seeing.

Your lips part slightly, unsure of what to say next. Eren doesn’t push, just leans back slowly into the couch again, letting the tension settle in the air like smoke. He hands you the blunt again, his fingers brushing yours on purpose this time. The touch sends a small spark up your spine.

You take it, more confidently this time, and inhale just enough to keep your lungs from rebelling again. You exhale slowly, watching the smoke curl up toward the low ceiling.

"You’re good at this," you murmur, passing it back to him.

"I’m good at a lot of things," he replies smoothly, a sly grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.

You laugh despite yourself, shaking your head. “You’re trouble, huh?”

"Always," he says, not missing a beat. "But the fun kind."

Sasha laughs loudly at something Armin says across the room. Mikasa looks over at you and gives you a knowing glance, eyes flicking from you to Eren and then back. You feel your face heat again, but this time… you don’t mind it as much.

Eren leans closer, and his voice is lower now, softer — just for you.

“If he’s dumb enough to leave you alone at a party like this, he’s even dumber for thinking someone like me wouldn’t notice you.”

Your breath catches. The way he says it isn’t cocky — it’s honest. His green eyes hold yours like he’s daring you to look away first.

But before you can say anything, the basement door creaks open. Footsteps.

You glance up just in time to see him — your boyfriend — standing at the top of the stairs, scanning the room. His eyes land on you. Sitting next to Eren. Way too close. Laughing.

He starts coming down the stairs.

Your stomach twists.

Eren notices immediately, his playful energy shifting to something calm, sharp. Protective. He doesn’t move, but you feel his arm press a little closer behind your back, like he’s ready to step in if he has to.

“What’s the play, pretty girl?” he asks under his breath, his tone unreadable.

"Its fine let me handle it.." I get up and stay by the end of the stairs your arms crossed as you stare at your boyfriend with a glare.

“What are you doing down here? Especially with that guy?” he whisper-shouts. You roll your eyes.

"I dont care I clearly cant trust you to be by yourself so we're leaving" He grabs you wrist ready to drag you. "No the fuck we arent im not leaving with you" you pull trying to get out of his grip.

"I didnt fucking ask lets go" You're still struggling till you feel a hand on your shoulder.

"Is everything okay here" Erens behind you shooting daggers with his eyes at your boyfriend.

"We are fine get your hands off my girl man" Your boyfriend huffs at Eren causing Eren to raise his eyebrow. "she clearly doesnt wanna leave so how about YOU get your hands off her'

"Or what?" Eren furrows his eyebrows in confusion.

"excuse me?"

"Im asking you what the fuck you're going to do if I dont let go of MY girlfriend." Eren looks conflicted his tongue poking his inner cheek as he thinks his options, his eyes land on you and he shrugs deciding to fuck it.

— WHACK.

The loud sound can be heard over the music and Your boyfriend stumbles back holding his face. "need another one or are you good?" Eren places his hands into his pockets your boyfriends face is bleeding as your eyes widened. "F-fuck you dude! — you're fucking crazy, 𐙚˙⋆.˚ you can stay here I dont care anymore —we're fucking done" Instead of those words making you feel like you're being crushed you actually feel lighter and calmer as you turn away to check on Eren instead.

Though you only met him an hour ago you’re suddenly really caring towards him, "hey that was a hard punch is your hand...okay?" He looks down at you a slight smirk tugging at his lips.

"Im okay sweetheart..lets head back to the couch yeah?" You nod and follow him back to the couch.

"Eren.. what the fuck was that all about" Connies eyes are wide not just his but everyone elses.

"dont worry guys its taken care of"

Eren sits close, his arm resting on the back of the couch again, but this time he’s not smiling. Not smirking. Just breathing.

You glance over at him.

“Your hand’s really okay?” you ask again, voice softer this time.

He looks at you and nods once. “It’ll be sore tomorrow. Worth it.”

You bite your lip and look away. The room feels too big now, too full of eyes. You lean in, lowering your voice.

“I didn’t think he’d actually do that. Try to drag me out like that.”

Eren tilts his head slightly, his green eyes studying you. “Guys like that… they don’t show their full face until you’re already knee-deep in the mess.”

You sigh, your chest tightening. “Yeah. I think I’ve been trying not to see it.”

He nudges your knee gently with his. “You don’t have to explain anything to me. I just didn’t like the way he put his hands on you. That’s not love.”

You blink, and for a second, you’re not sure what to say. You didn’t expect a random guy at a party — a hot stranger with a lazy grin and a sharp right hook — to say the exact thing you needed to hear.

“…Thank you,” you say quietly.

Eren turns toward you, finally giving you a small smile again. “Don’t thank me. Just… don’t go back to that, yeah?”

You nod slowly, your chest feeling a little lighter again. You’re quiet for a moment, then decide to ask something that’s been hovering in the back of your mind.

“Why’d you step in, though? You don’t even know me.”

Eren leans back slightly, his gaze still on you.

“Because I wanted to. And because maybe I want to get to know you now.”

Your cheeks flush again, and you look away, but you can’t hide the small smile on your lips.

Sasha suddenly leans over the couch. “Sooo… we’re still playing truth or dare, right?”

Connie groans. “We’re too old for that.”

“Shut up, Connie,” Sasha grins. “It’s fun. You guys in?”

Eren glances at you, smirking. “What do you think, pretty girl? Wanna play?”

You give a little shrug, glancing at Eren. “Sure, why not?”

Sasha claps her hands, clearly thrilled. “Okay! Let’s make this interesting—no boring truths and no backing out of dares. Deal?”

Everyone groans, but she already looks too excited for anyone to say no.

Connie lazily spins an empty beer can in the middle of the floor. “Alright, let’s go clockwise. Sasha, you start since this was your idea.”

Sasha grins. “Mikasa. Truth or dare?”

Mikasa sighs like she regrets sitting down, but she gives in. “Truth.”

Sasha leans forward like a kid with gossip. “Have you ever had a crush on someone in this room?”

Mikasa glances at Armin, who immediately turns red. “...Maybe.”

“OHHHHH!” Connie and Sasha yell at the same time. Mikasa hides her smile behind her cup.

The game keeps going — a few dares to take shots, a dumb dance, someone doing five push-ups on the floor — until the can lands on you.

“𐙚˙⋆.˚,” Connie says, eyes lighting up. “Truth or dare?”

You think for a second, the buzz from earlier still tingling in your chest. You look at Eren, then back at Connie. “Truth.”

Connie grins. “Would you ever date someone you just met?”

You raise a brow, immediately feeling Eren’s eyes on you. “Depends…”

“On what?” Sasha asks.

You smile, slow and sly. “If they’re worth getting to know.”

Eren’s smirk deepens, but he doesn’t say anything. Not yet.

Then the can spins again. And of course — it lands on him.

“Eren,” Armin grins. “Truth or dare?”

“Dare,” Eren replies instantly, eyes still on you.

Armin glances between the two of you, catching the vibe. “I dare you to kiss someone in this room.”

Everyone whoops, and your heart leaps straight into your throat. Eren doesn’t hesitate. He turns toward you, voice low enough that only you can hear.

“May I?”

You don’t say anything at first — you just nod, barely. And then he leans in.

It’s not rushed. Not dramatic. Just soft, slow, and a little too tender for something that’s supposed to be a game. His lips are warm and his hand brushes the side of your jaw, just enough to make your skin buzz.

When he pulls back, you swear the room spins for a second.

Sasha fake-fans herself. “Okayyy… y’all didn’t have to kiss like it was a movie scene!”

You laugh, but your heart is racing. Eren leans close again, whispering just for you.

“Told you I was good at a lot of things.”

The group’s still buzzing from the kiss. Sasha’s practically squealing into Mikasa’s shoulder, and Connie’s already calling Eren a “cheat code” for going straight in like that. You laugh it off, trying to play it cool, but your cheeks are burning, and your heart won’t chill out.

Eren leans closer, speaking just loud enough to cut through the chaos.

“Wanna get some air?”

You nod, grateful for the excuse. “Yeah.”

You both slip away from the circle, Eren quietly grabbing a hoodie off the arm of a chair before leading you up the stairs. The music from upstairs is still thumping, but it’s muffled now — like the night’s settling down too.

Outside, the air is crisp and quiet. The front porch is dimly lit, and the street is empty, lit by soft orange streetlights. You wrap your arms around yourself instinctively.

Eren shrugs off his hoodie without a word and gently drapes it over your shoulders. It’s warm, smells like a mix of weed, cologne, and something uniquely him.

You look up at him. “You didn’t have to do that.”

“Didn’t have to punch your ex either,” he says with a small smile. “Guess I’m just full of surprises.”

You laugh, and for a second, everything feels light again.

You both lean on the porch railing, side by side.

After a moment, he breaks the silence. “You okay?”

You pause, then nod slowly. “Yeah. Weirdly… I think I am.”

“You were really calm back there. Most people would’ve been a mess after that.”

You look down at your hands. “I’ve cried enough over him. I’m just tired of feeling stupid.”

Eren’s quiet for a moment, then says, “You’re not stupid. You were just giving someone a chance they didn’t deserve.”

You glance at him, surprised by the softness in his tone.

“I don’t really do this kind of thing,” you admit. “Going to parties, meeting strangers, kissing guys I barely know…”

He smirks, bumping his shoulder into yours gently. “So I’m special then?”

You roll your eyes, trying not to smile. “Don’t let it go to your head.”

Eren leans a little closer, his voice dipping low again. “Too late.”

You both laugh, and the silence after feels comfortable this time.

He shifts to look at you, the porch light catching in his eyes.

“I meant what I said,” he murmurs. “About wanting to get to know you.”

You look at him, surprised again by how genuine he sounds. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” His hand brushes yours — not holding it, just close enough that you could close the gap if you wanted. “If you’re up for it.”

You pause for a second… then let your pinky link with his.

“I’m up for it.”

The porch falls quiet again, your pinkies still loosely linked. There’s something grounding about it. You don’t even realize how tightly wound you’d been until now, standing in the dark next to this boy with sharp green eyes and a surprisingly gentle soul.

“I should probably text my roommate,” you mumble, glancing at your phone. You left so quickly, you didn’t check anything.

The screen lights up: 5 missed calls. 2 texts from “Baby ❤️”

Your stomach drops a little, but you don’t open the messages.

Eren notices the shift in your face immediately. “Its him?”

You nod, locking the screen without replying. “He’s probably just realizing I’m not crawling back.”

Eren scoffs under his breath, “Guy doesn’t get it.”

You give him a sideways look. “And what do you get?”

He meets your gaze, serious again. “That people don’t owe you their forgiveness. Or their silence. Or their time.”

There’s something behind those words. You can feel it.

You tilt your head. “That sounded personal.”

He shrugs, looking away. “Yeah, well. I’ve been the guy messing up before. Not like that, but… enough to know what regret feels like.”

The air hangs between you for a second. You want to ask more, but he shifts his weight and smiles again, gentler this time.

“Not tonight, though. Tonight’s not about that.”

You nod slowly, and the weight in your chest lightens again. You're about to say something else when the porch light flickers — and a black car slowly rolls by the front of the house, headlights off.

You both notice it.

Eren straightens up a little. “That him?”

You squint. Hard to tell — but you wouldn’t put it past your ex to pull something petty or creepy. “I don’t know. I can’t tell.”

The car disappears down the street without stopping.

Eren watches it go, jaw tense for a moment before relaxing. “Come on. Let’s get back inside. Just in case.”

You nod, and he keeps close beside you, hand brushing yours again.

When you step back into the warm, dim house, Sasha immediately grins from the couch. “Aww, look who’s back. Was it romantic? Did he confess his undying love? Did you cry under the moonlight?”

You roll your eyes playfully. “We were gone for five minutes.”

“Five minutes is enough to fall in love if you do it right,” she winks, then adds, “Mikasa said that.”

“I did not say that,” Mikasa mumbles from her spot, sipping a water bottle.

Connie flops dramatically. “God, now they’re gonna be insufferable. Someone spin the bottle again before I start feeling emotions.”

You stretch your legs out a bit, glancing around at the half-asleep group and the mess of empty cups and snack bowls. The basement’s grown stuffy, and now that the adrenaline’s fading, your body feels heavy with exhaustion.

You lean over slightly, voice low. “Hey… I think I’m ready to go.”

Eren straightens, looking at you. “You good?”

“Yeah, just kinda done for the night.”

He nods once, then pulls out his phone. “Cool. I’ll walk you out — I didn’t drive but I can call a car.”

You both stand, careful not to step over Sasha’s outstretched legs. She mumbles something in her sleep that makes Mikasa roll her eyes fondly.

You give the room a small wave, murmuring quiet goodbyes, and follow Eren upstairs.

The house is quieter now. Lights are low, music’s faded into background noise, and the air outside feels like a breath of clarity after all the noise. You walk together to the curb, where Eren pulls out his phone and orders a ride.

He stuffs his hands in his pockets, rocking on his heels a little while you wait.

“You sure you’re okay?” he asks softly, glancing at you under the streetlight.

You nod. “Yeah. Tonight was… weird. But I feel good now. Lighter, I guess.”

He smiles at that. “Good. You deserve to feel that way.”

The car pulls up slowly, headlights cutting through the quiet street. Eren opens the door for you like it’s second nature.

You pause before getting in, looking up at him.

“Do you wanna come with me?” you ask. Not flirty. Not forced. Just real. “You don’t have to stay long. I just… kinda don’t wanna be alone right now.”

Eren studies you for a second. No teasing smirk. Just that same unreadable look from earlier — something thoughtful in the way his eyes meet yours.

“Yeah,” he says finally. “I’ll come.”

You smile, sliding into the back seat. Eren follows, sitting beside you as the door clicks shut.

The car pulls off into the night, and you glance over at him.

He’s already looking at you.

You don’t say anything — you just hold his gaze, and slowly, your hand finds his again.

This time, he doesn’t wait. He laces your fingers together.

The car approaches your house and you both thank the driver before getting out. "well.. we're here!" you walk up to your front door and unlock it letting both of you inside. You both here a Jingle of bells before you see your cat prancing to you, You instantly smile crouching down to pet your ginger baby.

" hii Nami babyy" you coo as she rubs on you Erens softly smiling while watching you. "Sorry, this is my cat Nami" You notice him watching and Immediately apologize. "No need to apologize I didnt mind this was a cute interaction to witness" He smirks and you giggle before shaking your head. "do you want anything to eat!?" He shakes his head "Nah gorgeous im good.." You nod and decide to lead him to your room "cmon follow me."

You both walk up your stairs and walk into your room, your led a dim light pink, Eren chuckles when he sees your bed full of stuffed animals. "Oh my gosh sorry um I sorta have an obsession with thesee little stuffies" You say slightly embarassed.

"No dont apologize — its cute.." You blush at that plopping down on your bed and pat the spot next to you. Eren plops down right beside you and just stares.

"What..? is there.. something on my face..?" You ask a little confused as to why hes just staring at you without saying anything, he shakes his head looking away. "No you're just stunning couldnt help to stare." You playfully push him.

"God, you're such a flirt for someone I just met" You giggle and he laughs with you.

"What can I say, I know what I want..." You smile before you both lock eyes slightly leaning into him.

"What're you leaning in for.. tryna kiss me?" His eyes are low as he stares at you you cant tell what expression is in his eyes but it makes you sorta shiver. "Maybe..." "then what're you waiting for" He slightly smirks and you finish leaning connecting your lips together.

Your lips move against his slowly at first, gentle and testing — like you're both figuring out how much you can take before losing control. But the second his hand finds your waist, pulling you closer, the pace shifts.

It deepens. Quickly.

Eren kisses like he’s been waiting all night for this — no hesitation, all heat. His other hand finds your jaw, tilting your face just slightly so he can kiss you deeper, his fingers warm against your skin.

You gasp softly against his mouth, and he takes that opportunity to slide his tongue past your lips, slow and deliberate. Your fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt, pulling him closer without even thinking.

He leans forward, guiding you gently onto your back, and your stuffed animals tumble off the bed around you — but neither of you care. He hovers over you for a second, just looking down at you, his lips pink and parted, his breath shallow.

“You sure about this?” he murmurs, voice low and hoarse like he’s fighting to keep control.

You nod, tugging him closer by the collar of his shirt. “Yeah… I want you.”

That’s all he needs.

He kisses you again, hungrier this time, and his hands start exploring — one slipping under the hem of your shirt, fingers brushing against your bare skin like he’s memorizing every inch.

You let out a soft sigh into the kiss, your hands sliding under his shirt, and he groans when your fingertips drag across his abs.

Clothes start coming off in pieces — slowly, teasingly. His shirt is first, tossed to the floor. Then yours, carefully peeled off. His lips find the curve of your neck, and your back arches as he kisses a trail down your collarbone, warm and patient.

“God,” he breathes, looking at you like you're the only thing in the world right now. “You’re so fucking beautiful…”

And then his lips are on you again — softer now, but just as intense.

Eren’s mouth trails along your jaw, down your neck, every kiss slower than the last — like he’s savoring you, memorizing the way you taste, the way you respond. His hand slips along the side of your thigh, fingers brushing the edge of your shorts.

You shiver under his touch, breath catching.

“Still good?” he murmurs against your skin.

You nod, fingers curling into his hair. “Mhm… don’t stop.”

He chuckles low, the sound vibrating against your skin. “Wasn’t planning to.”

With one hand, he gently tugs your shorts down, his eyes locked on yours as he slides them off with practiced ease. His fingers return, teasing the edge of your panties now — slow, featherlight touches that make you press your thighs together instinctively.

Eren notices. “Sensitive already?”

His voice is teasing but laced with something else — admiration, maybe. Desire.

You nod again, breathless. “You’re driving me crazy…”

“Good,” he murmurs, lips brushing against your ear.

Then his fingers finally slip beneath the waistband of your underwear, moving lower until—

Your hips twitch when his fingertips graze your center. He groans softly, like just touching you is turning him on more.

“Fuck, you’re already so wet…”

His words are low and rough, and you can’t help the way your body responds — arching slightly, silently begging for more.

He takes his time, sliding one finger through your folds, slowly testing your reaction. Then another. His pace is gentle but firm, curling his finger just right.

Your moan slips out before you can stop it, and his lips find yours again, swallowing every sound as his rhythm builds.

He kisses you like he wants to distract you from the way his fingers are working you open, slow and deep. Your body trembles under his touch, breath hitching with each curl, each press of his thumb against just the right spot.

Your hands grip the sheets, toes curling as the tension starts to build in your stomach. He knows — he can feel it in the way your thighs tighten, the way your breathing changes.

“Let go, ma,” he whispers against your mouth, voice wrecked. “Come for me.”

And when you finally do, your body arches into him, lips parting in a soft cry as waves of heat pulse through you. He holds you through it, still kissing you, his fingers slowing as you come down.

You blink up at him after a moment, flushed and breathless.

"E-Eren" You whimper and he looks at you "Yes ma? what do you need hm?" He kisses along your neck and you sigh. "N-need you.."

"Yeah baby?? You need me — where do you need me ma hm?" Hes leaving marks on your neck as his fingertrail. he taps on your clit.

"need me here mama?? or.." you whine as his finger trails down going inside you again and curling up into you. "Or here..?"

You nod rapidly, hips grinding down against his hand, already feeling the heat coil again in your stomach. He chuckles low, clearly amused by how sensitive you’ve gotten — how needy you are for him.

"You're so responsive, baby," he whispers against your throat, pressing a kiss just beneath your ear. “Didn’t even need to do much and look at you…”

His fingers curl again, slow but deliberate, hitting that spot deep inside that makes your whole body jolt. You gasp, arching into him, and he doesn’t stop this time — doesn’t let you catch your breath. His fingers stay inside, stroking just right while his thumb circles your clit again, light but insistent.

“E-Eren—” Your voice cracks as your legs begin to tremble. It’s too much. You’re already on edge again, and he knows it.

“Oh? You gonna come again, pretty girl?” His voice is teasing, but there’s heat behind it — something almost possessive. “You can take it, can’t you?”

You nod, barely able to form words. “Y-Yeah… please— don’t stop…”

"That's it," he murmurs, picking up the pace just a little. His fingers move faster, thumb rolling tight circles that make you cry out. “Such a good girl… falling apart so easy for me.”

Your second orgasm crashes into you harder than the first, taking your breath with it. Your body shudders violently, and he holds you through it — lips brushing yours, murmuring praises between kisses.

But he doesn’t stop.

Even as your body twitches, even as your thighs try to squeeze shut, he keeps going — fingers slow again but deep, stroking that sensitive spot while your clit still pulses with aftershocks.

“E-Eren— wait, I—” You whimper, voice high and breathless.

“I know, baby… it’s a lot, huh?” He smirks against your jaw, but his voice is gentle, coaxing. “But you can take one more, yeah? Just one more for me.”

He kisses you slow, his other hand brushing sweaty strands of hair from your face as his fingers keep working you, building you up again — slow, merciless, deliberate.

And even through the haze, through the overstimulation, through the trembling and soft pleas — your body wants it. Craves it. You feel the pressure building again, impossibly fast this time, sharp and overwhelming.

“That’s it,” he whispers, lips against your ear. “Come for me again, just like that. Let me feel you fall apart, mama.”

And you do — harder than before, your back arching off the bed, a cry breaking from your throat as you fall into that third wave, dizzy and gasping, body barely able to handle it.

Eren holds you the whole time, slowing his touch only when your breath starts to steady, his lips pressing soft kisses to your jaw, your cheek, your shoulder.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, voice warm and low. “You did so good for me…” Your chest is rising and falling rapidly, your skin flushed and glistening under the soft pink light. Eren’s fingers finally ease out of you, and you can’t stop the little whimper that escapes your lips at the sudden emptiness. He brings his fingers to his mouth without thinking, eyes locked on yours as he licks them clean.

"Goddamn," he mutters, like he’s trying to keep himself together. "You taste so fucking good."

You watch, dazed, your body still trembling from everything he just pulled out of you, but your eyes are hungry — wanting more, needing more.

“Eren,” you whisper, voice soft but desperate. “I want you inside me…”

That look in his eyes darkens instantly. Like a switch flipped.

“You sure?” he asks, already leaning in, his voice rough and low. “I need to hear it, baby.”

You nod, but then you pull him close, lips brushing his. “Yes. I need you. Please.”

That’s all it takes.

His mouth is back on yours, this time rougher, needier — no teasing now. Just hunger. You feel him tug your shirt up, his hands hot and eager on your skin. You lift your arms without thinking, letting him strip you down completely. His shirt follows, and the second your skin meets his, you both sigh.

Your body fits against his like puzzle pieces, all heat and urgency.

Eren kisses down your chest, slow but firm, worshipful even as the tension builds again. When he finally pulls his jeans off, you get your first real look at him — and your breath catches in your throat. He’s big, thick, and already hard, his tip glistening as he strokes himself slowly, eyes watching every twitch of your body.

“You still good?” he asks one more time, voice strained.

“Eren,” you beg, spreading your legs, pulling him closer by the waistband of his boxers. “I need you. Now.”

That’s all he needs.

He lines himself up and slowly pushes in, eyes locked on yours the entire time. The stretch burns in the best way, your mouth falling open as you take him inch by inch. He hisses through his teeth, gripping your waist tight like he’s holding himself back from just slamming into you.

“Fuck, you feel so good… so tight, baby…”

You can’t respond — your mind is swimming in heat and the ache of being full. He starts to move, slow at first, rolling his hips in deep, dragging thrusts that hit every sensitive spot inside you. You cling to him, nails digging into his back, already moaning his name like a prayer.

He starts to pick up the pace, every thrust sharper now, every sound between you louder and messier. Skin on skin. Breathless moans. The creak of the bed. It all blends into one perfect rhythm.

“You’re taking me so well,” he groans, thrusting deeper. “You were made for this, huh? For me?”

You can barely answer, too gone, too wrapped up in the pleasure that keeps building and building again. But your body speaks for you — clenching around him, dragging him deeper.

“Come with me, baby,” he pants, leaning his forehead against yours, sweat dripping down his temple. “Let’s come together…”

And when that final wave crashes down on you — it’s everything. Your body tightens, back arching, as you cry out his name. He follows right after, hips jerking, moaning against your skin as he spills inside you, deep and warm and overwhelming.

Your room is quiet now, save for the hum of your breathing as it slowly settles. The air smells like skin, sweat, and something sweet lingering in the space between you two. Eren's still holding you, one arm wrapped securely around your waist, the other brushing lazy fingers through your hair like he’s trying to memorize how it feels.

You’re pressed against his chest, your legs tangled with his, your skin still warm from everything you shared.

For a while, neither of you speaks. There's no need to — everything is quiet and soft and full in a way that says more than words could. His heart is beating against your cheek, a steady rhythm that makes you feel safe.

“You okay?” he murmurs finally, voice raspier now, but gentler too — all the teasing gone.

You nod against him. “Yeah… better than okay.”

He smiles, fingers still moving in your hair. “Good. You were incredible.”

You giggle softly, a little shy under the compliment, and he just chuckles, clearly enjoying the sound. He leans down to press a kiss to your temple, his lips lingering.

Your cat, Nami, jumps up onto the bed, stretching her paws and curling up beside you like she knows this moment’s tender. Eren gently reaches out to scratch behind her ears.

“She approves,” you mumble sleepily.

“Guess that makes me lucky,” he says, his voice low again, but not with heat this time — with something quieter. Something more real.

He shifts a little, tucking a blanket over the both of you, pulling you closer. His body is warm, solid, and familiar now in a way that makes you melt.

"You don't have to go, you know," you whisper without thinking, not wanting this to end yet.

He glances down at you with a small smile. “I wasn’t planning to.”

You smile back, your fingers brushing along his chest, tracing soft circles on his skin. The energy between you shifts from passionate to peaceful, and you both settle into the kind of silence that feels right — like the night is wrapping around you, and for once, there's nowhere else you'd rather be.

A/n: I hope you guys likes this!! I might make a part two of this ;) so lmk if you guys want it ill be working on other stuff too like caught on camera part two and possibly a geto fic!! I might make a short drabble today too!

[ludicdoll]

𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

farleigh start ☆

pairing: farleigh start x fem!reader

contents: smoking, sexual tension, farleigh being yet again an arrogant cunt, fingering, littleeee bit of degrading but for the most part there’s praise, farleigh’s slightly toxic, dom farleigh, situationship type relationship

synopsis: you and farleigh share a cigarette on the staircase.

a/n: farleigh lives in my mind rent free 24/7, for my bby @uch3na

there’s something so chilling and unnerving about the saltburn corridors at night, everything appeared so much more closed in. felix would usher you to come to saltburn with him every summer, and you always declined. however, this year you gave in. you constantly got lost within the house, always walking loops around the castle. unfortunately, you couldn’t sleep and felt antsy—so you decided to explore the manor. as you slowly creak open your door, you poke your head out and look around. when you’ve confirmed no one is awake, you tiptoe across the polished floors, bumping into several obscuring objects in your way due to the darkness. you walk past a room before stepping back and looking through the cracked door.

the lamp was still on inside, and it only occurs to you when you gloss over the posters on the walls that it’s farleigh’s bedroom. you immediately step back, afraid he would catch you in his door. but you realized he wasn’t in his room at all, in fact he was behind you staring you down.

“what are you doing?” his voice is low and sultry which causes you to jump back and yelp, holding a hand up to your chest. “holy fuck, farleigh—you scared me.” you whisper, worried about waking up the cattons. he’s sitting on top of one of the many staircases in the home, a cigarette between his fingers (as always)

“you stalking me or something?” he asks with a raised brow. you cross your arms, not impressed by his joke. “no, i was just—” you trip up on your words for a moment, distracted by his intense glare. “i couldn’t sleep.”

farleigh looks at you up and down, a thin line of smoke flowing out of his mouth. “so you decided to come to my room instead?” of course, he flipped the narrative to make it seem like you were purposely looking for him. his voice was laced with arrogance, a smirk plastered on his lips. “you cheeky minx,” he mutters as he draws out another exhale from his cigarette. you roll your eyes, tugging at your sleep shorts that were a little bit too small to your liking. farleigh’s eyes darts down to your smooth legs, an intrigued look on his face. the blue moonlight lit the side of his face perfectly, just enough for you to make out his expression shifting.

you dig the balls of your heels deeper into the cold floor, slightly nervous from him examining you. you walk over to the railing, sitting down on the step next to him. farleigh leans over to your shoulder, offering his cigarette to you. you stare up him for a moment before taking it from his fingers, sighing when you feel the cold menthol flavor on your tongue. “you sleep in those clothes?” he asks with a soft judgmental tone while sliding his hand across the soft fabric of your shorts, almost groping at your ass. you groan, rolling your eyes in response. “i didn’t know i packed my old clothes. they obviously don’t fit me, farleigh.” you smack his hand away, turning to look out of the large window. the view of the garden is enchanting and gorgeous, almost beautiful enough to distract you from farleigh inching closer to you.

“mhm, yeah. you look sexy in it though.” you snap your head at him, brows slightly raised from his confident remark. he looks at you funny, shrugging his shoulders innocently as a way of saying “what?” your friendship—well, situationship with him was definitely something. you hated that term, situationship. it felt so condescending to you, just like a more loose term for fuck buddies. farleigh didn’t like when you got too friendly with other guys, he made that known to you because every time he caught you with another boy, he would take you back to his dorm and fuck you dumb. but, for some reason when he would talk and flirt with other girls, you weren’t allowed to do anything about it. and as much as you wanted to tear away from the grasp he had on you, you simply couldn’t. you’d find your way back to him eventually, and he knew that.

ever since you arrived at saltburn, farleigh has made sure that he annoyed you in every way he could, keeping you on your toes as much as possible. for example, during breakfast this morning his hand kept riding up your dress, fingers dancing across your panties teasingly—and during events, he would bounce his leg up and down with you in his lap, his knee rutting up against your pussy. the way he would tease you drove you insane because although he touched you, he never fully went through with it. he didn’t fuck you, finger you, or eat you out even though he would initiate the heavy situation.

“what are you thinking about?” he asks, his chin resting on your shoulder. he’s looking at you, chestnut eyes burning into yours. you hum, passing the cigarette back to him. “just about how much of an ass you are.” you reply with a bitter tone. farleigh tilts his head to the side and you feel him breaking into a smile even though your head was turned away. “it’s not funny.” you groan in annoyance. his hand finds its way to your waist, pulling you close. “it’s a little bit funny.” your leg bounces up and down, a nervous habit you had developed from all the stress you endured at oxford. it’s silent for a while, the sounds of crickets chirping and the soft patter of rain outside filling the long halls. “you keep teasing me, far.” you mumble, ashamed at how needy you sounded right now. he chuckles lowly, kissing your neck. “how so?”

his voice is quiet but somehow it still makes your insides turn and your thighs close tighter. farleigh seems to notice this slight movement and it gets a rise out of him. he smirks mischievously before shifting over on the stairs, moving so your back was now pressed against his chest. “c’mon then. tell me, princess.” he whispers in your ear. his voice is smooth like velvet, yet low and coarse. you watch as a layer of smoke evaporates over your head, then he puts his cigarette out against the cream colored tiles. “elspeth will freak if she finds your ashes on the floor.” you rasped in an attempt to advert the conversation. farleigh clicks his tongue, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you close to his chest. “i’ll just blame it on felix.” you feel the warmth radiating off of him, a slight tent in his pajama pants against your ass. farleigh presses a wet kiss on your neck before peppering a few more down tenderly.

“farleigh,” you breathe out. you let out a small moan, lulling your head back on his shoulder. he looks down at you with predator eyes, a half-lidded stare boring into yours. you moan out his name again, trying to get his attention but his hands are roaming further down your body. “farleigh, not here.” you whisper. he groans, letting out a quiet growl. “yes here, just be good f’me, baby.” you watch as his large hands settle on your hips, his fingers probing at the band of your shorts. slowly, he pulls them down your legs, sliding his fingers between your folds against your clothed pussy. you gasp softly, shifting in his arms nonstop. “you’re soaked through your panties. you like me that much, huh?” he taunts arrogantly.

you felt so sensitive right now, yearning for his touch. he continues to spread his big hands across your stomach, inching closer and closer to your dripping cunt. you twitch from anticipation, needy and desperate in his hands. “oh god, stop it.” you hiss. he pokes his head up, lips parted slightly. “uh-uh, say please.” his hand stops traveling down and you whine in response. a quiet groan escapes your lungs when you realize farleigh wants to hear you beg for him. of course, you’re just as stubborn as he is so you stay quiet at first—trying to prove to him that he didn’t have as much control over you that he thought he did. “say it.” his voice is a bit louder now, more clear with a harsher tone. you bite down on your bottom lip and scoff at his demands.

“i know you’ve been touching yourself to me.” this makes you freeze, and your bratty attitude drops for a split second. and while yes, it was true—you didn’t know he knew about it, which was even more embarrassing. your face heats up quickly, your body feeling like jelly against his large frame. “imagine how much better i can make you feel.” his voice is driven with lust, eyes dark with ardor. you turn your head away, rubbing against his hard dick with a pout on your face. you sigh out of frustration before whimpering a quiet “please,” but he still doesn’t seem satisfied. “what did you say?” he asks hauntingly—his hand resting on your chin and moving your face so you’re looking up at him. you feel your insides coiling in anticipation and frustration all at once. he was such a bitch but you liked it.

“farleigh—” you go to protest.

“nonono, let me hear it.” he interrupts. “please,” you beg instantly, you can't wait anymore, you need him now. farleigh grins, planting a kiss on your parted lips before pulling off your panties down to your ankles. you wince slightly from the cold air hitting your bare skin, gasping when his thumb circles your swollen clit. his fingertips ghost past your dripping slit, drawing a quiet cry from you. his touch is slow and sensual in a way that makes you dissolve further into him. you think that if his arms weren't holding you up, you'd fall right down the steps. his finger probe at your wet hole, sliding it in with a lewd squelching sound. your back arches slightly, hips stuttering upwards against his slender hands. you whine and cry out softly as his finger curls up, sliding in and out of your cunt mercilessly. you try to keep quiet, terrified of felix walking out of his room and seeing farleigh fingering you into oblivion.

“let me hear your pretty little voice, baby,” he mumbles into your neck. you shake your head, pressing your lips into a thin line to suppress your moans. then, farleigh dips in another finger, stretching you out. you pant and sigh, running your hand up to his face then to his curls. you softly tug on them, grinding against his fingers with a stuttered jerk of your hips. “fuck, you’re such a bitch.” you whine. “you love that, don’t you?” he chuckles back in return. you don’t have to see him to know that he had a wide grin plastered on his face right now, you can hear it. although the summer heat was decently cooler at night, the air seemed hotter around you now. your skin is coated in a thin layer of sweat, lips wet and red from you biting down on it. you throw your head back as soon as his thumb grazes past your sensitive clit again. farleigh sighs at the sight, seeming to get off from you whining and tearing up under his hold.

farleigh pushes his fingers deeper inside your walls, running his other hand on your waist up to play with your tits. your shirt slightly slips off your shoulders which causes you to shudder from the tickling feeling. farleigh keeps his deliberate pace, taunting you. he breathes in your scent, lining wet kisses along your shoulder with ease. “farleigh, go faster.” you moan out, he clicks his tongue, narrowing his head further into your neck. you groan, “please,” and he obeys surprisingly. his fingers speed up as his hands massage your breasts softly—drawing a choked sob from your throat. eventually, his hand from your chest moves away back down to your clit, rubbing at it roughly. your breath hitches, back arching into him. you slowly feel a overwhelming sensation over your body, dazing you out like an intense high. you can barely keep your eyes open when he starts spitting out dirty words into your ear. “such a slut,” he sputters out, “you’re lucky you’re fucking gorgeous.”

you roll your hips into his hand, increasing the pleasurable ache between your legs. farleigh sees your desperate attempt and decides to rapidly slide his fingers in and out of you at a more ragged pace. you mutter a string of curses, his name following after in a lewd moan. your hand reaches down to his, trying to stop his intense motions. in an instant, farleigh grabs your wrist and presses it back down against the floor. now, his hand is on top of yours, holding it tightly. you try to close your legs but you realize his legs are over yours, trapping you down. you couldn’t wiggle your way out of his grasp either, he was far too big and strong.

farleigh watched as you squirmed and cried, his fingers performing a vigorous rate against your dripping pussy. and for a moment, everything goes completely blank. it feels like you’re drifting for a second, stars glazed over your eyes. it feels like a rope being split inside your body, you squirt all over his fingers witha piercing moan—a moan loud enough to wake up the entire house. “oh fuck!” you cry out. you try to catch your breath, basking in the silence. farleigh hums, satisfied with your reaction. you feel your gummy walls spasming around his long fingers, “you’re such a whore, y’know that?” he asks. you roll your eyes, the hand in his hair falters back down to your abdomen slowly and you lean your head away from his arm, staring down at his hand still pumping in and out of your pussy slowly. farleigh pulls his hand away from your hole with a pop. you hear him licking at his fingers behind you loudly. he wants you to know that he's a fucking perv. and as much as you want to hate it, it only makes your knees weaker.

his other hand that is on top of your much smaller one loosens, but he's still making sure your fingers are intertwined with his. farleigh untangles his legs from yours, tilting your head up to make eye contact with him. he smiles, eyes glinting from the moonlight. he kisses you, a delicate and tender kiss at that—you taste yourself on his tongue.

when he pulls away from your soft lips, he looks at you up and down. he bites down on his bottom lip, a slightly depraved look on his face. you turn away shyly, grabbing your shorts and underwear from the stairs, stumbling slightly forward. as you get up, you feel an abrupt slap on your ass. you look down in shock, frowning at farleigh underneath you. he grins widely, leaning back on his hands to get a better view up your loose shirt. your face quickly heats up at his lust-driven stare. you pull down your shirt to cover your butt then carefully step past him to find your way back to your room. in the far distance, you hear him laughing.

“goodnight!” he shouts out. you wince at how loud he was, patting the back of your hand against your forehead to wipe off the faint sweat on your skin. you no longer felt the need to go wander, you were just tired.

© please do not publish my work on other sites.

[sweeneydino]

Welcome to my humble abode.

🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍🌈 LGBTQ+ safe space.

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Turtles and random fandoms I may pop into galore.

Ignore the soda cans and crumbled pieces of paper, never really got the chance to clean that up.

This will collect dust just like all of my other projects and dreams.

🚫No, Commissions are NOT open (づ_ど) 🚫

Please note that this is my escape from life (ง˙∇˙)ว so I might not respond to A LOT. See end notes.

Archive of Our Own (AO3) Fanfics

Lime meets emerald[HIATUS]

Spikeangelo

The Good Father

Comics

Weapons of Hamato [1]

Alternate Universe Shenanigans

Spikeangelo AU!

Au idea | Titan

Spikeangelo Asks!

Transporters don't act like they do in Space Heroes Leo! (TSHL) [CW: BODY HORROR]

Au Idea

Mold

Weapons of Hamato

Au Idea

New Friend [Part 1]

Weapons of Hamato

The Good Father

Au Idea | Rat Dads in New York

Grown Up Don

Future Menace

Past Remembrance / PT.2

Paper Scales/ Little Dragons [CW: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH]

LITTLE DRAGONS

Au idea | Explored

Splintering | Father's Day | Forgive me

Little Dragons | Dragons | Twin Disasters | Eldest and Youngest |Oh Fuck THEY ARE GROWING UP | Awakened Dads | Mood Ring

Himbo | Uncle Mike

New Years | January 1st

DANGER | Forms of a Monster | Trouble

Strange occurrences | Prey drive | Clear Picture | Mimicking | Stronk | Friends | Moody | Omen | Mystic Bab | Holy Shit | Honey | Buddy | Travel

Tot adventures

Actual fucking dragons | Dai | Mura & Aoi | Akai | COLORS

Fanart: 🧡 🧡 💜

A FANFIC BY @/SHYADRI ON TUMBLR AGAIN THANK YOU SMH CHECK THEM OUT PLEASE 🙏 IDK IF I SHOULD @ THEM HERE SO PLEASE LOOK THEM UP THANK YOU

Collection of other Free-to-use AUS [CW:BLOOD/GORE]

1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5

Honestly, a lot of my stuff is free to use(no AI). Just credit me is all I ask 😌... unless it's my big ones, then tell me first.

Animations

Shelldon's Daisy

Where is the pizza, Casey?

Give Splinter a break man

TAP

Sunrise Duo, but with a little red

Mystic Bab

Posers

Side Blogs

Mostly Sanic stuff with gay hedgehogs @lintandsteal

Stuff I scraped out of the bottom of my toilet (18+ ONLY because I have 0 clue what I'll pop out on there) @trashinyourpockets

A fair warning that although I draw A LOT fluff and baby turtles, I also draw(and sometimes write) whump, a lot of angst and gore/extremly violent art(those will be properly tagged in their own post).

My joy in drawing cute stuff must be counterbalanced.

Don't take my silence as me being a dick lmao, I'm just incredibly anxious and terrified of social interaction. So like... I'm probably not the best person to rely on for a ton of things lol. Just chill and we cool. Also I'm unmedicated now, so I am 5x as bad to rely on. I forget shit A LOT, so don't ask me to help you, I'm actually terrible at it 😭

[adozowa]

LITTLE ONE

:: Headcanons on how joestars would react to finding out they have an older sibling. ( You are the older sibling. )

:: This features how they would react to this information, meet you, and how they would treat you. Jonathan, Joseph, Jotaro

( I won't be able to probably write all the Joestars in one sitting, so there will be parts. )

I made an edit because I accidentally used a m pronoun, whoopsie reflex🤧!!!!

:: GN! READER

! VIOLENT THEMES, SWEARING

Dividers by: @cafekitsune ! They have TONSSS

The way you can tell who's my fav..

(Young jonathan)

- It all started when random things in the house started... Looking off in it's place.

-I know it's a damn big house but Jonathan is very observant tryst me

-Like... The vases are moving?? Pens??? Papers?? And there's this one empty room that seems clean every time

-Dio thinks Jonathan is becoming schizophrenic lmao

-until one night..

-you came in from the window as you scavenged your room for something, little did you know young Jonathan is right behind you in shock

-when he saw you he tried to stab you lmao

-you explain ...

-apparently you're just a forager coming day and night at random times, so that explains why at random times of day there is a sequencing of items moving- Jonathan how the fuck did you discover a SEQUENCE??

-he's ecstatic, but also a bit sad that his dad never introduced you before.

-introduces you to Dio hesitantly, like he's gripping your arm as you tower over both the children.

-he's kinda jealous that you treat Dio as you would normally treat a younger sibling, that bitch is NOT NORMALL

-he's overprotective of you and doesn't hide it, he doesn't trust Dio at ALL

-literally you talking to young Dio while Jonathan is CLAWING at your arm.

-if he sees Dio being "nice" to you after a while he would stop the overprotectiveness but still keeps an eye

-it's like having a small over protective puppy by you're side it's so cute

-okay older Jonathan

-ohhhh this bitch is TOO protective, after father got sick from a certain piss haired shit he's on the GUARD

-since he's older, you're older too. And he doesn't want you to end up sick like dad.

-Dio is becoming more riskier with his tactics around you, testing your boundaries and seeing what he can do.

-Jonathan prevents that.

-after what happened with the stone mask, oh goodie goodness

-expect for Jonathan to be clinging onto you the whole time. He doesn't want you to fall for dio's tactics, die, or anything else.

EXTRA:

-he introduced you to Erina, shed a tear when they got married, and shed more tears when Jonathan died.

-At first he spotted Lisa Lisa with a strange hooded figure who was quite tall....(sorry short readers)

-runs up, no sprints.

"YOOOO" what a great first impression! To a stranger!!

-Lisa Lisa introduces you

-he gasps

-he's excited

-ruffles your hair even though you're older than him

-takes you on bizarre adventures

-you helped him defeat the pillar men, they had no beef with you but joseph? Bros a natural opp atp

-really clingy and eager to explore new things with you, I mean an older sibling. COOOLLL

-literally homies for life, you both are an unstoppable duo. Very annoying and loud lmao

-if ur taller than him, now that's a problem.

-WILL grumble about your height differences

-but if you're more of a jotaro personality, he's teasing you left and right like that one time with Santana

-you're 😐 while he's 🥰😁😝🤪🤯🤓🥱🥸

Okay now old joseph

-introduces you to his daughter, holy kujo. You and his daughter bonded quite easily!!!

-your probably all crippled but he's now wondering how the fuq you're still standing at like idk.... 3827w928 years old.?.

"JoJo I'm not that old.."

-he WILL introduce you to the stardust crusaders, since you're older. You laid back some more and now your chill ig

-jotaro likes you since you're more tolerable than joseph

-you and avdol are best buddies

-kakyoin are buddies

-polnareff and you get into trouble a lot (good grief..)

-He visited his mom once, and felt an eerie presence in the house upon entering. Like he's IMMEDIATELY suspicious.

-"who's in here."

-insert gif of you popping up from the side randomly and waving hello

-Holy explains to jotaro so he wouldn't attack you and he's quite confused? When did he get an older sibling? Why are you only here now? Who are you??

-he's interrogating you and your sweating bullets because how can your lil bro be this intimidating, last time u saw him he was all sunshine and rainbows as a kid

-he eventually softens up a bit, only to you. And we all know he's a big softie on the inside... And if you're a stand user..

-oh goodness star platinum is ALL over you

-giving you gifts, clinging to you, playing, you name it! He reminds ya of young jotaro and you shed a tear at that (yare yare.. Stop crying..)

-he's embarrassed at how star platinum is at you, since he's basically his soul. It's presenting things that he can't do he's a bit glad

After stardust crusaders

-after Egypt he really needed a shoulder to lean and cry on, imagine how traumatized he was. And he was only a teenager at that time, it guilted you how tensed up he was now.

-he sometimes tells you about the stardust crusaders and in those moments, sometimes he cries.

-he just needs a big hug from a big sibling (you)

-you wished you met the other stardust crusaders apart from joseph, since you kind of see him a lot anyways.

Okay OLDER JOTARO

-introduces you to jolyne

- "MY LITTLE BROTHER HAS A DAUGHTER?? "

- "yare yare... "

-when you met her, you're basically the coolest.. Erm.. How do you say this,, dad's sibling?? Dadib??? Dad-sib... Yeah. Coolest dad-sib..

-you and jolyne are best buddies now actually, literally unstoppable.

-you already accepted anasui lol which had jotaro fuming

The next part will feature part 4, 5, and 6 JoJos. I might even make a jobro version!

[neverpathia]

Intro/About Me Post

I offer the humblest salutations from one who has never been humble.

So here I am. The StP and perhaps ASoIaF communities might've seen Nev around from time to time, but here I am in the flesh (pun intended, heh). I ramble. I doodle. Nothing much to see here.

You may call me Nev, Nevvey, or Neville, or really any other derivative nickname so long as it's not too feminine. Truth be told, I don't give half a damn.

I'm a losermale and a simp, though hopefully not in the incel way. Gods forbid.

Other Socials:

Reddit - u/FyreSkar

Discord - @neverpathia

AO3 - Nevverything

Scratch - Neverpathos

I'm pretty lackluster elsewhere, and the bulk of my (consumable) content's up in my Tumblr anyway.

My reblog dumpster's at @neverpasta

Fun fact. My sona's a gargoyle sentinel. He's also a little undead.

So I'm ethnically Chinese, though I don't speak too much of my mother tongue. My nationality's Malaysian.

Also, I'm FtM trans and gynosexual (attracted to feminine attributes). Bit of an oxymoron, go figure.

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What did you expect? I haven't organised my blog just yet, pardon me.

Sorry if I haven't answered your ask. I do apologise, sincere and true. I just have a shitty work ethic and a shittier brain.

No empty promises or guarantees: if I'm not getting to it there's a pretty solid chance I never will. But I do read it! Feel free to leave stuff in my asks anytime-- even if I don't necessarily respond, I do love seeing what everyone has to say to me, and it always gets a much-needed smile on my face.

Also, my DMs are open, though if you're gonna chat me up then I'd rather you do it on Discord instead. I do like talking, though. This one's a shameless extrovert.

The Other-People-Promotion Section (please check them all out, I beg of you, amazing stuff out there):

@everestgale - They have a pretty distinctive artstyle and their lineart is clean as hell. And two whole sets of voice designs somehow. And Opportunist brainrot. Also, they run the (absolutely horrendously utterly indescribably) chaotic Yap Central Station on Discord. I repeat, really good art, but they're also a very chill person and pretty dang nice in general. And they were one of my first friends coming into the fandom, plus they helped me out a lot so I truly do thank them.

@hello-universe-lovers - Holy shit her ideas. Holy shit, her ideas. She has a fuck ton of AUs and they way she does characterisation is just [careens out a window vigorously explosively.] I'm going to have to compliment her designs too, particularly her Opportunist, whose rehabilitation's probably universally acknowledged throughout the fandom by now but he's hot. She's helped me out a lot too. Best buddy to yap about traumatizing my voices with.

@miyuka1709 - JAW DROPPING ART WITH HOT GIRLS. Another one with smoking hot character designs, and the rendering, and the composition and the. The. And this is another one who gladly endures my ramblings in my Discord thread and actually compliments my incoherencies. Also, pretty art. Lovely artstyle, I must stress. And she animated my Opportunist that one time and I'm still not over it. She has mastered the illegible sorceries of Live2D somehow.

I don't have as much to say about the rest of you but just know that you're very appreciated.

@pareidolla @phantasmatoucan @lavb-b @writingdevil @orcatnip @salty-an-disco @acethekenku @sorry-not-feeling-it-right-now

and pretty much everyone else in this community, but alas, I can only annoy so many people.

[umbrelladripdrop]

Here's a bit that I scrapped from chapter 11 but thought was funny:

Dabi finally lets the smirk grow on his face as he raises his hands in mock surrender at Jason, “Chill out man. Just wondering who the chick is.”

Jason’s face falls as he just, stares at the man.

He stares at him very hard.

“Uh, you know? The redhead who’s taking us on a tour of this place or something?” Dabi says with a nod in the direction the girl had gone and disappeared around the corner having not waited or at least not noticed they’ve stopped, “You seemed pretty friendly with her so…”

Holy shit the guy’s being serious.

“You’re a dumbass, you know that?” Jason says with a mix of annoyance and sheer disbelief, “If you don’t know that then I’m taking it up as my civic duty to tell you that you are, indeed, a dumbass.”

“What- no,” Dabi sputters as Jason continues to stare at him with a completely deadpan expression, “If anything you’re the dumbass here seeing how you’re the one who went and got all buddy-buddy with the person who kidnaped up.”

“Who’s kidnaping people?” Says Danny’s sister who is suddenly right there standing next to them.

Jason’s sad to admit that if he didn’t know how to hide his surprise through years of Cass sneaking up on him he would have jumped out of skin there, and the fact that he was comparing this random teen to Cass of all people was something he would never live down if any of his siblings found out. 

He’s going to blame Dabi for it, Jason was distracted by the man’s stupidity after all.

Speaking of Dabi-

“HOLY FUCK!”

-the man didn’t seem as well trained in the art of not looking like you got the shit scared out of you by the sudden appearance of someone who was not there five seconds ago.

It didn't quite fit with everything so I took it out but still, is funny.

I changed Dabi's name so that people who haven't read the fic this was almost a part of (Fic name: I died and all I got was this lousy group chat) wouldn't be confused. And by that I mean at this point Jason was still referring to Dabi as Crispy for reasons that make sense if you know the fic.

Jason also doesn't know Jazz's name so he only ever refers to her as 'Danny's sister'. Jason is walking around clueless while also trying to act like he has everything under control. Spoiler, he really doesn't.

[chaos0pikachu]

Cinematography?? In MY BL??? Not as likely as you think.

TLDR: it's a joke!!! but also legit sometimes I see "cinematography in bl" and it's just some basic pictures with mid-tone lighting and blue t-shirts. Let's talk film terms like: aperture, panning, tilting, and movement in film so we can see what goes into cinematography (with sources!). Also if I name a show you like as "boring cinematography" don't send me hate mail I'll laugh

(examples used: Our Skyy2 vs kinnporsche, 2gether vs semantic error, 1000 Stars vs The Sign)

If I name a show you like in this post as "bad cinematography" be chill about it, like, I ain't saying you can't like it, I'm just talking about techniques here not personal likability or overall show quality. I like badly filmed shit too say hello to my collection of Friday the 13th Blue Rays we're just here to talk techniques and like, educational stuff okay?

So the straight (heh) textbook definition of "cinematography" is: the art of making motion pictures. Which, frankly, tells you nothing. Like it's not wrong~~ but it's not informative either. Cinematography covers a lot of what we, the audience, visually see on screen:

"Cinematography is the art of photography and visual storytelling in a motion picture or television show. Cinematography comprises all on-screen visual elements, including lighting, framing, composition, camera motion, camera angles, film selection, lens choices, depth of field, zoom, focus, color, exposure, and filtration." (source)

So let's talk movement in film.

So when I talk about movement, what do I mean? I mean the way the camera, the characters, and the environment moves within a frame.

This video on Akira Kurosawa's usage of movement in a scene is brilliant:

Something as simple as having rain or fire in the background of a shot can enhance the emotions of a scene vastly. it gives the scene depth - literal depth, not narrative depth - that would otherwise be missing.

The way the camera moves and transitions leading the viewers eye back and forth makes what you're watching more engaging. You aren't consuming these scenes, you are engaging with them. They are apart of the story itself, giving the environment life and texture so the characters within them matter more.

And, look, I get busting out Thee Akira Kurosawa might be unfair, but if we're gonna talk cinematography we can't not talk the importance of movement on film.

To understand good cinematography you have to understand what makes it good and as such what makes bad or mediocre cinematography.

In connection with movement we gotta talk about camera techniques like panning and tilting:

"Camera movements are a fundamental part of video production. They can be a powerful storytelling device, heightening tension, evoking emotions, and bringing the viewer into the action. Without saying a word, camera movements can transform a scene’s entire narrative, and direct audiences’ attention where you want it." (source)

So we have movement of environment, of characters, and we also have movement of the camera itself.

Ok so like, where does the BL come in Pikachu??

I'm getting to that, I'm going to start with a more general example: Our Skyy 2 (Bad Buddy meets 1000 Stars edition) vs Kinnporsche.

Starting at 5:17 we have Pran stranded or whatever, and this shot is like, it's fine. It's boring as hell, but fine. Why is it boring as hell? Well it's flat, it lacks movement, it lacks depth.

When the driver drove off the camera could have panned to follow his movement and then panned back to Pran at a different angle to showcase his isolation. Honestly since the scene starts with a mid close up of Pran, I would have had the camera behind Pran as the driver drove away, and had the camera pan around Pran 360 so we get shots of his environment, and him, while also emphasizing holy shit he's like, fucking stuck in the wilderness. 

In general, there's a big lack of movement in the scene. The camera remains almost entirely static, there's no attempt at zooming in or out, following Pran's movement, or showcasing his environment in any meaningful way. Even when Pran begins walking towards the camera the angle of the framing is still centered, rather than tilted downward or upwards to give us more dimension (non-BL comparison, the Book of Eli starring Denzel Washington does the "walking towards the camera" shots really well).

We get a cut of a medium close up of Pran, with a deeper focus so his environment is blurred out.

I understand the thought process of this shot, we want the audience to focus on Pran, but if the point of the scene is to emphasize he's alone, confused, maybe even a bit anxious at his new circumstances it could've been done better. Take a wider shot from this angle, open up the lens to allow for that background environment to come through and show him isolated. Maybe do a pan above him or tilt the camera up going from his feet up as he nervously ruffles his hair. There's options here.

This just adds more walking to the scene, which we already had. It doesn't enhance or emphasize anything about Pran's emotions as a character.

Anyway the camera continues to follow him and then we get another cut. And it's from the same angle as before, only this time we see a truck coming. The camera remains static, it completely stops moving, and we just wait for the truck to drive into the frame.

This whole sequence of events ends at 5:57 and while not a long sequence I find it frustrating because it's boring. The only way the audience knows that Pran is anxious is via Nanon’s acting, there’s nothing in the filmmaking that enhances or contributes to that feeling.

He’s alone, until he’s not, and that’s all the scene tells us. It leaves the scene lacking any tension as well, because we’re not getting a sense of isolation - how large is this space? How alone is Pran right now? What is the entirety of the environment? 

Contrast this with a similar scene in kinnporsche ep06 where Kinn and Porsche are alone in the mountains. I don't have a video of this specific scene so I have to link the trailer, starting at 1:48 to 1:52, but see how we start mid-close up of Kinn and Porsche, then pan out from above them? This is a better showcasing of just how vast the environment around Kinn and Porsche are.

They're still center frame throughout all of this, the depth of the scene is in mid-focus so nothing is blurred out and you can see the sharpness of the environment.

It also places the audience in the same space as Kinn, who is looking up at the sky while the audience looks down at him. It makes the audience a more active participant in the shot, emphasizes the state of the characters, gives the audience a sense of space & environment, and relies a sense of emotion.

The additional fast zoom out also adds to the scene by adding movement and making it more dynamic.

(my man pran looking like this 🧍)

Both these scenes are pretty short, but they're relaying similar information and one is way more dynamic and effective than the other. Both Pran and Kinn/Porsche are alone in the wildness, but in the latter there's a lack of space, a lack of movement, and a lack dimension. This is mainly a framing issue, so let's talk more about camera movement (panning, & tilting).

Here's a scene from 2gether vs a scene from Semantic Error.

(saw someone say 2gether had a high production value and chepie where??)

This entire scene with Sarawat and Tine is flatly shot. There is nothing in their background so no outward movement is happening, the lighting is even as are the colors, everything is at the same depth, and there's little to no motion in the camera.

The scene with Sarawat pushing Tine into frame. Why doesn't the camera follow Tine's motion of movement so the scene has more momentum? It just stops and the char falls out of frame before walking back into it. Then we get a series of cuts back and forth of close ups on Sarawat and Tine's faces. Back and forth, back and forth.

The editing leaves a ton to be deserved because if the back and forth did a quick pan back and forth with each beat we could build up tension, give the scene some texture, heighten the intensity of the argument. If we're going for something softer we could place them in on better set, or make the characters move themselves - have Sarawat walk away from the argument up those stairs, have the camera follow his movement as Tine chases him continuing the argument - or play with the lighting a bit, pan the camera down or tilt it something!

When Tine kisses Sarawat why doesn't the camera move with him in a more notable way? Why did we have a cut to a close up? And then we're back in a mid close up and more cuts and this editor is killing me!

This scene is 4mins long and the only engaging bit of filmmaking here is when the camera follows Tine when he steps closer to Sarawat putting the latter in the frame at 3:15, the entire scene is 4 minutes long.

I want to compare this scene to this scene in Semantic Error which is also all dialogue and also obviously filmed on a shoestring budget.

So right away the camera work here is smart, it starts off in an establishing shot, evenly lit, of Sang Woo and Jae Young both in the frame. Then we get a mid close up of JY looking down, then a tight close up of JY looking up.

The change in camera angle emphasizes his surprise at seeing SW here as he looks up at SW. The lighting has also changed, it's much brighter now. The camera also begins to move, where it was static before it begins to tilt and shift.

We get a cut to SW, the first one of this scene. JY is seeing SW in a new light for the first time, and as such so is the audience. By starting the scene off in an outward shot with both chars in the frame, they are placed on the same level and the audience doesn't see their expressions up close. So when we're hit with JY's close up of surprise and then SW's close up of his wet hair it holds way more impact. It enhances the feelings of JY's character for the audience.

The lighting behind SW has also changed, it's much brighter, and warmer compared to the cooler tones of light behind JY. The camera also slows, and continues to to tilt and shift. JY's world has literally been shifted on his axis.

We get another cut, this time medium on SW and notice, the camera stops moving for that moment and the light around him dims. It's not as saturated. We're moved out of JY's pov here and back into "regular" framing.

SW tries to make JY leave, we get a close up cut of the cut on JY's arm - hey editing used to display important and new information! - then the camera cuts to SW getting medicine and here's a small but important thing, when he tosses at JY the camera follows his movement. And instead of cutting away, when JY gets up thinking SW is hurt, the camera follows JY's movement back towards SW.

It would have been easy to make a cut there back and forth - like in the 2gether scene did over and over - but following the movement of the characters makes the scene way more interesting visually to watch.

Changing the angles of the camera from a lower angle (where JY is looking up) to a downward angle (where SW is looking down) makes the scene more interesting visually as well and enhances the storybeat of JY looking up at SW in a new light memorized. This contributes to the story as well, as it's JY who catches feelings for SW first so their are literally, on uneven ground until they're not later in the story. The camera is panning, tilting, moving with the characters even given the limited space. The lighting adds to the effectiveness, as do the minimal cuts.

On a technical level, the scene in Semantic Error is just better filmed. In my own opinion, the scene is far more engaging b/c the filmmaking is better, where in 2gether the reliance is almost completely on the actors to sell the scene with little help. And I'm not saying nothing about Bright and Win cause their stans wildin'.

Next, I wanna talk about aperture.

I saw a post that used this word and I didn't understand the context in which they were using it because aperture isn't a style of filmmaking its a camera setting or lens adjustment - it's the rate at which the camera opens and closes letting in light and focus.

"Aperture is the opening of the lens through which light passes. When you hit the shutter release button to take the picture, the camera aperture opens to the predetermined width, letting a specific amount of light through. A large aperture lets more light in, and vice versa. Aperture is calibrated in f/stops, written in numbers like 1.4, 2, 2.8, 4, 5.6, 8, 11 and 16. The larger the number, the narrower the aperture." (source) <- really recommend this article if you want to learn about aperture in film.

A great non-BL example of aperture used for style is One Piece Live Action where cinematographers Nicole Hirsch Whitaker, and Michael Wood love using deep focus aperture in a lot of scenes.

But let's compare The Sign vs 1000 Stars.

So when the scene starts, we're in mid-focus/aperture, everything is of similar sharpness and depth. Nothing is especially blurred out we're getting the full spectrum of Phaya and Tharn's environment.

When the camera switches to close ups of Phaya and Tharn however, we get a deep focus aperture. That's why everything behind them is so blurred out. In a close up of Phaya, even Tharn's face is blurred. The director wants the audience to focus specifically on these characters individually, so we can understand the weight of their dialogue. But when the camera wants us to see the characters as a unit, it cuts, pulls back out of that deep focus and everything is back in mid-focus again.

Here's another thing, it's subtle but it's important.

This scene also combines what we already discussed about movement. At :08 of the scene, in that first mid-shot the camera is actually zooming in closer on Phaya and Tharn. Not dramatically, subtly, but it is there. This is important, because at 3:23 we get another mid-shot of them, pulled out of that deep focus, and the camera begins to zoom out.

The camera also follows the movement of Phaya grabbing Tharn's hands, then pans back up to Phaya's face once again before panning higher into the frame and panning back to their faces and zooming in.

When we move back out of that deep focus, into a mid-shot the camera continues to zoom out on the two characters as they kiss.

I saw someone say that this scene wasn't "filmed like BL kisses" and, eh? Like it isn't filmed in that static style of filmmaking which has dominated BL filmmaking probably due to budgetary reasons. But

The Sign follows a similar filmmaking style as Kinnporsche and Domundi shows do. But also just like, basic filmmaking techniques you'd see in shows of the non-CW/soap variety.

The thing fans are seeing here is film technique (probably partially due to a larger budget). Movement, lens adjustment, panning and titling, lighting and color are all playing a role in this specific scene.

Cinematography baby.

(sidenote the VFX of The Sign is dope as fuck too)

Okay so let's talk Our Skyy 1000 Stars

So this opening scene follows a similar structure to the scene in The Sign: mid focus shot of the two chars, into separate deep focus close ups. It's also a dialogue heavy scene like the one with Phaya and Tharn.

So why does their scene work better on a technical level than this one in Our Skyy 2?

The scene in The Sign combines techniques of aperture, movement, lighting, color and framing to give everything more impact.

In this scene with Phupha and Tian we get a similar editing style as the scene in 2gether: lots of back and forth cuts, very tight close ups, static camera movement. Where as the camera zooms in and out during mid-shots, the camera doesn't move in Our Skyy 2. It remains motionless even though a zoom in as the two characters lay in bed would add a lot to the scene itself.

In the close ups the camera continues to remain static, only changing angles when there's a cut. At 1:22 Phupha moves his arm to wrap around Tian, the camera could have taken a closer shot at his arm, and then followed his movement as he wraps it around Tian. Like how the camera followed Phaya's movement when he holds Tharn's hand.

Instead it's just a flat shot, we see his arm wrap around in a mid-focus above shot. The camera does move to follow Tian a couple times - at 1:50 for example. But overall, the scene is stiff - who sleeps like this frfr - in framing, in movement, in depth.

I want to say that I don't think this scene is bad - like I do the 2gether scene or the earlier scene with Pran - I think it's just, okay~~

And no, for none of these examples did I pick "the worst" shots or whatever. I'm not out to get any specific show, but tried to find comparable scenes and compare and contrast the filmmaking techniques used in both and how effectively they were used.

I want to leave off with this.

There's a lot that goes into cinematography, yes this singular shot of Furiosa is amazing, but what makes the scene amazing?

Pay attention to how the camera moves (panning and tilting), when the camera moves (zooms in and out), the movement of the scene (the hair and sand moving), the lighting (Furiosa from behind is in darkness, her side profile more lit), the depth of the scene itself changing (as she walks away from the group the focus/aperture gets deeper on her, then when she walks out of the frame it grows larger to focus on the characters left behind).

All these little things make up what is "cinematography". The more you learn about the techniques used the more you can notice about film and what makes a scene powerful.

As BL gets more budget we're seeing shows expand their filmmaking catalogue more and more. Which is exciting! If fandom is gonna talk cinematography I think it's helpful to have the vocab to do so, and it's cool to watch a scene and be like "oh I see what they're doing here and why and how".

I mentioned other things that go into cinematography like framing, lighting, color, and there's also editing (which is separate). Idk if I'll make a post about those things cause I'm lazy and this shit takes forever to research and write but who knows~~

Check out other posts in the series:

Film Making? In My BL? - The Sign ep01 Edition | Aspect Ratio in Love for Love's Sake | Cinematography in My BL - Our Skyy2 vs kinnporsche, 2gether vs semantic error, 1000 Stars vs The Sign | How The Sign Uses CGI | Is BL Being Overly Influenced by Modern Western Romance Tropes?

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MSBY! Thirst tweets

A/N: The way I had to search up thirst tweets because I have no idea how people write things on twitter, the mildest ones are the ones I wrote- I am shook. (Not me using the Bangchan meme for Hinata."

Try to guess which ones I wrote ;)

𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀

"Hello, this is Atsumu Miya from MSBY black jackals and m' reacting to thirst tweets!" the faux blonde grinned happily.

"Are you on twitter, Miya-san?"

"I used to be, but then I deleted it, it's a scary place," the man shudders exaggeratedly, clutching the fish bowl with paper scraps closer to him.

Carefully he takes out one piece and unfolding it, head tilting in delight at the question.

"I want Atsumu Miya to crush my skull between his massive thighs."

A cocky grin made its way onto his face, he slaps his thigh, looking straight at the camera, "As much as I would love to indulge in fan service, I don't wanna be charged for man-slaughter"

He laughs and throws the scrap of paper on the floor, fishing for another.

"I want a piece of that cake Atsumu carries everyday"

A snort leaves Atsumu's mouth after reading, "Y'all need to chill, seriously."

Taking another piece of paper out, Atsumu read.

"Fuck Daddy-Issues or Mommy-issues, my only issue is, not having Atsumu Miya in my arms right now!"

"Awww, this one is so cute man," he grins, "thank you 'Mrs.Miya49. By your username, it seems as if you have already claimed me though," he says with a wink.

"Alright this is the last one," he says and speakes in an exaggeratedly British accent.

"Atsumu Miya is the most gorgeous man I have ever seen, my ovaries are ready to produce Miya 3.0. thank you very much."

"Holy shit," he gasps, "I am so flattered that you think I am gorgeous, but I think you should contact my twin for Miya 3.0, though. He is more of a family guy than I am," he says and pauses, "for now at-least," he winks.

"I might re-download Twitter to reply to you guys now."'

𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎

"Hey, this is Bokuto Koutaro from MSBY black jackals and today I am reacting to thirst tweets with puppies."

Bokuto cackles while sitting on the floor, as majestic tiny creatures step out of a wooden crate, "great, now I am not going to get any work done"

He scratches gently behind a brown one's ear, his large hand making the puppy seem even tinier. One of them struggles to climb on Bokuto's lap. He gently places him on his crisscrossed legs and canine soon nuzzles in. While one puppy minds his own business biting Kou's shoes.

"Oh hey buddy, that's not nice," he gently pushes the puppy away with his pointer finger, which only spites the tiny fiend more.

"Right, I won't get distracted now, I can see the director glaring," he laughs while petting the puppy nestled in his lap, peacefully.

"Bokuto Koutaro is what SZA had in mind when she wrote 'big-boy'. This man DESTROY me, manhandle me, tear me apart. I would have no regrets."

Bokuto blinks rapidly as if trying to process the info, "wow-uhm you guys are violent, but yeah I have heard that song, but it never crossed my mind even once."

Bokuto pouts at the puppy, chewing the laces of his branded shoes, away so that the camera can't see, "I should cover your ears, eh?"

"I want to be crushed by Bokuto, this man can throw me over his shoulder like a potato sack, please please please."

"I mean if you are asking so nicely, I'll throw you over my shoulder; no crushing though, I like my fans uncrushed!" he laughs boisterously.

"I wanna lick the sweat off Koutarou's abs, bet it's the sweetest thing ever."

Bokuto scrunches his face in disgust, "Gross, I mean of that's what you are into- but I beg you please reconsider, that's very unhygienic," he says while kissing the pup's head with a loud 'mwah', "Sakusa would have had a breakdown just reading this."

"Wanna bite Bokuto's man-tiddies nom nom nom, wanna mark him all up"

Bokuto blinks aggressively looking at the camera in a way that would be used by his fans as a meme reaction for months to come, "Is this Atsumu? I bet it was Atsumu tweeting this. That guy always calls his abs man-tiddies."

Bokuto pouts sadly as the staff takes the puppies away, "This was Bokuto Koutaro from MSBY Black Jackals, reading thirst tweets with puppies. Send more of these guys so I can come and play the pups!"

𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐘𝐎

"Hello folks! This is Hinata Shoyo from MSBY Black Jackals and today I am reacting to thirst tweets!" the tangerine haired-boy said excitedly as rubber his palms together in delight.

In his muscular arms, he holds the phone the staff gave him and reads the first tweet.

Hinata Shoyo has such a big leap, like a rabbit, jsksjksjk he the cutest

Hinata giggles at the comparison, "I have been called a lot of things in life, rabbit has to be the first, I like it!"

He glances at the tweet again, "You know what else is big ?" he pauses looking down at his legs, "My...uh feet! My feet!" he quickly averts the topic after he earns a glare from the manager.

Research shows that if you are scared of spiders, you are likely to find them in your room...ooo I am so scared of Hinata Shoyo. It would be soooo scary if he climbed into my bed at night~

Hinata laughs loudly, licking his lips, "You guys are so creative, how do you even think of these things?"

Hinata shakes his head, smiling as he scrolls on

I want Hinata Shoyo to [redacted] me [redacted] and [redacted] my guts while whispering [redacted] into my ear.

"Did- did you just physically type out redacted-" Hinata says with his mouth open in shock, "it can be interpreted in many ways you know?"

"It can be I want Hinata Shoyo to call me tonight and operate my guts while whispering 'touch some grass' in my ear" He shrugs his shoulders, "Not so thirsty now."

Looking at Hinata should be illegal, I saw one of his games and now I got pregnant. Who is going to take the responsibility now @msbyblackjackals.official ? Huh? Huh??

"BAHAHAH you even tagged the official account" he laughs, wiping the tears from his eyes, "please let me know the update on the child, I will take responsibility."

"This was Hinata Shoyo from MSBY reading thirst tweets, thank you for all the sweet and thirsty comments, appreciate them equally"

𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐘𝐎𝐎𝐌𝐈

"Do I really have to do this?" he mutters hesitant, looking at the rolling camera.

"Yes Sakusa-san, everyone from the team is doing this."

"Fine," he sighs, "this is Sakusa Kiyoomi from MSBY black jackals and I am reacting to thirst tweets."

He hesitantly reads the first question displayed on the screen

I want Sakusa to chew on my head like a bubblegum.

Sakusa looks at the camera with a disgusted expression, "no."

Omi is the man of my dreams, a knight in shining armour, rose petals and shit. I want him to rail the life out of me.

Sakusa sighs and lets out a small hum of acknowledgement, "This one isn't that bad. Flattered to hear that I am the man of your dreams, darling."

Not to be all NSFW and shit, but I wanna like...hold hands with Sakusa... >_<

Sakusa chortles at the message, "you got me scared there for a second. Sorry, I am not really good with physical contact and stuff, but this was sweet."

Sakusa's pretty and veiny hands with long fingers bark bark bark!! I wanna be a mosquito and suck the blood out of those veins nom nom; use them as a necklace and stuff.

"Very...specific fetishes you people have," he looks down at his hands, "no hand necklaces for you." he grins and flexes the veins on his hands, "Not until you ask nicely for it~."

"This was Sakusa Kiyoomi, reading thirst tweets. You guys need therapy and I am more than ready to pay for it."

"Oo Sugar Daddy Vibes," the production crew laughs.

"Remind me to never do this again."

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honestly and truly nothing could have prepared me for just how fucking hard a joost klein concert was going to go fuuuuuuck me its been 36 hours and i think im still riding the high fr. me and my buddies were up on the balcony having the absolute time of our life, screaming our lungs out. gabberland and ome robert and trafik and filthy dog and kunst und musik and buurman uit berlin live?????? holy shit . top 3 concerts of all time. i hardly recorded anything at all and tbh the vibes were hyyyype. i cant remember the last time i got so sweaty at a concert LMFAO im glad i was just in the moment with my friends and the chill af 56yr old dutch woman on the otherside of me who was like "yeah my friends think i'm insane for going to austria and new york for him but i just like to travel. he is kind of weird but i really like his story." kind of goals im ngl. we can be insane fans forever god bless <3 i apologized to her in advanced for my shit dutch, but being one vodka cran and margarita into the event, i had absolutely no shame and definitely turned to yell along to several choruses with her. we're ig mutuals now and she sent me videos of last night's concert too <333

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[ratskinsuit]

OMG your velvety eye friendship headcanons were so cute!!! Can you also do some with angel dust?? Like him and the reader are besties and the reader has a contract with Vox. I think it’d be so cute if Angel stood up to Vox for her since she’s a total pushover compared to him and is super protective of his bestie 😤😤

Angle Dust And Bestfriend!Reader

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A/N: I’m so glad you liked the Velvette headcanons! I also love the idea of reader being in a similar situation as Angel but with Vox. I have been so exited to do this assskkkk! Ahhh I just love this idea!

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You and Angel had first met (before he went to Hazbin Hotel) when you found him high and passed out in an alley way.

You took pity on him and were worried that something would happen to him, so you took him back to your apartment.

When he woke up he was so confused until you explained.

He was so suprised you didn’t do anything and just took care of him, and my boy is SO THANKFUL.

Like you gave him food and water and let him take a shower, and you two just talked talked and you eventually became friends.

Your probably the person that convinced him to try the hotel out in the first place.

He goes to you for advice, or just to talk about struggles and lets you do the same. (VENTINGG BUDDIES)

Your one of the only people he lets babysit Fat Nuggets while he’s out for like a shoot or something because he doesn’t have many people he trusts :)

MATCHING OUTFITS MATCHING OUTFITS MATCHING OUTFITS

You better not be insecure or you will get a 3 hour lecture on how amazing you are, he knows what its like to be insecure and so he never wants you feel that way.

You two will regularly go hang out together.

Gets so happy if you join the Hazbin Hotel with him.

You honestly give him some more faith in humanity.

If you ever express romantic interest in someone expect him to be on you in a SECOND because he will be asking alll the questions (unless you don’t experience that then that’s okay too)

If you end up dating someone expect him to force you to let him meet them

Will be like a judgmental brother towards them.

He has to make sure they are good enough for you lol.

The most supportive person of you and your goals (surprisingly more than Charlie)

Like you boots eachother up so mucchhhh

(So wholesome)

You two would be best friends, with a hint of sibling relationship vibes

If your in a similar relationship with Vox like he was with Valentino, expect him to go crazy

While with Valentino he took a while to stand up to him, but with you he will not HESITATE

He will be so pissed. Will go confront Vox.

Will literally put his life in danger for you 😭

It will be the angriest angriest anybody would have ever seen him, anybody

Screaming, yelling, my guy is so protective of you holy moly.

Does not care about his own safety when it comes to you, because he knows you would do the exact same thing for him.

You helped him get away from Valentino now it’s his turn to fuck someone up.

SHORT DRABBLE

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Angel dust was chilling on the couch of your apartment. You and him had planned to hang out after you came home from work. He’s listening to music with one earbud in, bopping his head up and down to the tunes, his leg kicked over the couch.

He hears the lock turning and smiles, leaning over the couch as you walk in.

“Heyyyyy! Your finally home! How was…” He begins to say, happy to see you, yet he trails off short as soon as he sees the bruise and the dejected look on your face.

“Oh my god are you okay!?” He asks, immediately getting off the couch to go to you, fat nuggets trailing behind him.

You goes up to you, and you flinch a bit as he takes a hand and moves your hair to see the large bruise over your eye, concern written all over your face. Fat nuggets oinking below you, rubbing against your legs. “Yeah uhm… I’m.. fine..” You say quietly.

He frowns, obviously seeing your not, and he drags you over to the couch, sitting you down. “Okay what the fuck happened?!” He demands, as you sit there quietly, your hands in your lap.

“Vox just got a bit mad today that’s all, it’s nothing I haven’t handled before” You say, not wanting to worry him. Yet Angels face scrunches up in worry.

“Excuse me!? What do you mean; “nothing you haven’t handled before” is he hitting you?” He asks, sitting next to you.

“Just… s..sometimes… b-but only when he’s really pissed!” You say, trying to save yourself at the end, but it obviously not working.

Angel just stares at you silently for a second, before grabbing your hand. “……how long…..? How long has he been doing this to you..” He asks quietly.

You hesitate, “Since I started…” you murmer.

Angel looks at you sadly, glancing down. And he notices your arm. Before you can say anything he pulls up your sleeve to see dark bruises on your wrists, and his face twists in anger.

“I’m gonna fucking kill that stuck up asshole.” He says, standing up, beginning to walk. You stand up after him, grabbing his wrist. “Angel don’t! He’s is much much more powerful than us, and I don’t want him to hurt you!” You beg.

He turns around, and places his hands on your shoulders. “I will not let anyone, not even a stuck up prick like Vox, hurt my best friend.” He says, hugging you.

You try to speak, tears welling up in your eyes, and tears begin to fall down your cheeks as you bury your face into his shoulder. “P-lease don’t… I- can’t see you get hurt..” you sob.

He rubs your back soothingly, before he says. “You helped me before. Now it’s my turn.”

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A/N: Would anyone be interested in my continuing this where we get to see Angel Dust confronting Vox? I’ve never written a confrontation/fight scene before, but I could try! But anyways, hope you enjoyed! Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

[7-starboi]

This is kinda long so I applaud you if you actually read all of it but this is what happens when you drink soju and take notes on all your commentary for a new bl episode...good luck🫡😂

Brooo such a cute way to start the ep, they make me sick 😅

They're so sweet it hurtsss, yotha I don't wanna be mad at you later ugh 😭

YOTHA HE JUST WOKE UP STOPPP😭

Faifa is such a little shit "good morning bro🤠"

"my brother is about to have friends"🤣

Oh shit here we go 🙄

Honestly she can be sad, but she did this to herself

YOTHA DO NOT TAKE YOUR ANGER AT YOUR MOM OUT ON GUN HOW DARE YOU, CALM DOWN

I want a hug from boom too🥺 but I know what you do sir and I don't like it!

I DID NOT EXPECT HIM TO SLAP HIM HOLY SHIT BUT LIKE KLAO YOU NEED TO CHILL

FUCK I DIDNT EXPECT HIM TO BREAK UP WITH HIM THAT FAST EITHER! HE MADE UP HIS MIND QUICK IG DAMN

YOU CAN CRY KLAO BUT HE LITERALLY TOLD YOU LAST EP HE CHOSE YOU BRO LIKE YOU GOTTA TRUST HIM, YOU DID THIS TO YOURSELF, NOW GO REFLECT I NEED YOU GUYS TO BE ENDGAME(even if it's a little toxic cause I just love aouboom together so much😭)

Side note, pepper has been in everything lately and I'm all for it cause he's fine af like he honestly just has to sit there and I could stare at him all day(and yes, he's that pretty in person and he's just the sweetest🥹🖤)

Yothaaaa you can see he's upset you gotta apologize better come onn, you're lucky he's such a good friend 😭

I KNOW A LITTLE OF WHATS COMING BUT THAT WAS HONESTLY SO ADORABLE I WAS SQUEALING HE WAS LIKE "IDK HOW TO FIX THIS, DOES KISS AND MAKE UP WORK?" AHHH

I seriously didn't think I'd like perthsanta this much but here we are and I love it

The background actors for little scenes like this are always the best bro and their friends teasing them is sooo funny 😂

NOOOO DONT GO TO THE BATHROOM GUN IM NOT READY FOR THE ANGST YET

ITS SO WEIRD SEEING BOOM KISS SOMEONE THAT ISNT AOU BUT I FEEL SO BAD FOR GUN NOOO😭

IT WAS JUST A TEST OF HIS FEELINGS BUT I HATE THAT GUN HAD TO SEE THAT HES GONNA BE SO UPSET WITH HIM AGAIN, IF THEY DONT RESOLVE IT THIS EP IM GONNA SCREAM

another side note tho, boom is still so hot tho like he's one of mine like forever 😍

NOOO THE MATCHING TATTOOS WHY IS THE ANGST GETTING WORSE😭

OH HERE WE GO HERE COMES KLAO LOOKING PISSED AGAIN OH SHIT

3 AGAINST 1 WTF AND KLAO COMING TO HELP HIS 'FRIEND' HELL YEAH BUT ALSO WHY IS AOU ALWAYS GETTING INTO FIGHTS EVERY ROLE HE HAS LIKE IM HERE FOR IT BUT DAMN AND ALSO YOTHA LITERALLY BLEEDING FROM HIS HEAD BUT STILL ASKING IF GUN IS OKAY? MY FUCKING HEART😭 THEY BETTER CLEAR SHIT UP SOON I CANT TAKE IT

I get why yotha was doing what he did but he doesn't just have himself to think about now and he's gotta think about what he wants and what he wants is gun and he fucked up🥺

I know they don't have the best relationship in this series but i love them so much together I'll take any fluffy crumbs I can get 😭 GIVE THEM THEIR OWN SERIES PLSSS BUT ONE LIKE WE ARE I CANT TAKE ANYMORE ANGST FROM THEM RN😭

YOTHA BETTER THIS RN I CANT STAND SEEING GUN CRY HES MY SUNSHINE GMM BOY GIVE HIM BACK DAMNIT

Arm is such a good friend🥺

STOPPP IT IM GONNA CRY WITH HIM GET THIS ANGST AWAY FROM ME SOON PLSS I NEED GUN TO SMILE AGAIN😭

I can't wait til yothagun get to arcarms level

AND JUST LIKE THAT HE WENT TO CLIMB INTO BED WITH HIM WHY DO THEY GOTTA BE SO CUTE IM GONNA THROW UP RAINBOWS EVERYWHERE I SWEAR

"I want gun back." YEAH YOU DI BUDDY, BE HONEST ABOUT YOUR FEELINGS A BIT LETS GOO, ARM WILL HELP YOU AND ITLL BE RIDICULOUS PROBABLY BUT YOU GOT THIS

Gay people man...that's all I gotta say about arm in this scene 😂

That was one of the gayest set ups ever😅(also if we don't say Taylor again I'm gonna scream, I love him🫡)

Arm matches all of his friends freak and im sooo here for it like give me book and literally anyone and he'll nail it 😂

okay I lovee the kisses don't get me wrong like I feel like they've had more than arc and arm atp and they're not even dating yet but pls HAVE A CONVERSATION IT WILL FIX ALL OF THIS AHH GET IT TOGETHER(and yes i know from the outside it's easier to yell at them and they're young but they were doing alright with it before gun saw yotha kissing someone else but he's just shut down now☹️)

"DO YOU WANNA WALK WITH ME?" I SQUEALED LIKE WHAT BUT THEN THE PREVIEW FOR NEXT WEEK AND THE "WILL YOU WAIT FOR ME?" LIKE I KNOW THEY END UP TOGETHER AND HES GOT SOME TRAUMA STILL BUT FUCK BRO HES THE "SUNSHINE OF THIS WORLD" AND HE LOVES YOU, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR

ENDING NOTE: I CANT WAIT FOR FAIFA TO GET HIS HAPPY ENDING TOO BUT IM NOT READY TO SAY GOODBYE TO YOTHAGUN YET, THEY BECAME MY FAVORITE SO QUICKLY AND I REALLY HOPE PERTHSANTA GET ANOTHER SERIES SOON CAUSE THEIR CHEMISTRY IS AMAZING

Side note to the end note: if Newton and po don't end up together I'm gonna be so sad like heart killers is starting something for them and I see it👀

[iwouldlovetobehighrightnow]

Guys chill like PLEASE

Look I've just been watching this shit for a white but like PLEASE ive made a new tumblr just to post this. CHILL THE FUCK OUT.

If buddie goes cannon great

If BT goes cannon great too

(the multi shippers rejoice once more)

But guys at the end of the day if you don't like the outcome you can like make it happen

A03 was made for this ppl

Like have your head cannons and stuff or what you think about different relationships or whatnot but please for the holy mother of god *giggles in pun* just chill

Like i get it but please stop saying 'i hate buddie shippers' or 'i hate BT' guys they are all consenting adults

Stop generalizing the communities of both ships, personally i love buddie but if BT goes cannon i wont be mad ill just retreat to A03 like a normal functioning human (joke by the way, i just want to see buck get some damn peace for like 3 episodes)

But like in seriousness if i see another 'buddies are so toxic' IMA FLIP because yeah i see some shitty buddie fans but i see the same with BT shippers. Please stop saying you hate a fandom or certain shipping community unless its a moral point though i would still recommend just staying away from that side of the fandom

Next time call out the specific individual if you're going to rant because not all BT shippers are awful and the same goes for buddies, or always just like take a step away and gain some perspective

Or do the healthy and sane thing

A03

Rant over im going back to A03

Moral of the story children

Stop generalizing ships and fandoms (some of us are chill)

Here is to hoping buck will sort his shit out (brother needs to get his life sorted out)

[fictionfixations]

going through 2.5

2.5 STORY SPOILERS

trigger warning later of minor character death. shown off screen but is described in a way that could sound horrible to the faint of heart

WHAT

i know i joked in my previous post when going through 2.4 that it sounded like the start of a fanfiction but im genuinely disgusted by this ew i was really fucking tempted to just write a fic where jiaoqiu beats his ass (even though i know hoolay is way more powerful then him) but also 2.5 already came out so i gotta get through the story before i get spoiled

the smart choice would be to do 2. but also fuck you hoolay im doing 1. HHH jiaoqiu's voice sounds so like. stressed. like trying to have composure but you can tell hes struggling a little.

also im sorry but hoolays human form looks so fucking ugly (okay maybe im biased but also FUCK YOU HOOLAY) idk ppl might still simp for him but also fuck you im on jiaoqius side >:(

STOPPP USING THE WORD ALPHA like ive heard it so many times in media im DONE i cant hear it the same 😭

"💀 " "None Can Hurt Me" UHHMSOFJFO i sure hope nothing happens to you buddy but

BURN BABY BURN

what the fuck im scared

wait but so i CAN go try to get help? IM SCARED WHAT HAPPENS. uh. uh. uh. FUCK YOU HOOLAY IM DOING IT

wait if i do this will he die. like the the the npc?!?!??!?! GUYSS

AHAHa.. AHgahah.... im. so fucing nervous

im. ohhhh fuck literal chills. im. should i look at what other options i can do to escape or. im so fucking stressed holy shit. logically speaking if jiaoqiu leaves and the ship gets sabotaged or whatever he could die (both him and npc). if he asks him to send a message then the npc will die. guys i hate this what the fuck

I HATE THAT ITS RED TEXT. okay with acheron it was a little startling but we never got like a warning that OUR ACTIONS have CONSEQUENCES. im so fucking scared

me too man. me too. idont want jiaoqiu to die thoguh what if what we choose changes whether or not he dies in canon im

okay ive talked to everyone. and the warning text for everyone is

the skarskiff(?) guy is just an ordinary person the realm keeping person is not prepared for this kind of emergency and that the cloud knight doesnt have backup (has the same choice options as the realm keeping person of borisin are here and introducing ourself)

also that we're being watched. who the fuck

okay the best option would be to cloud knight. but also is it a good idea? no. but. hiusgh. oh my god i hate this.

IM GOING TO BITE THE BULLET. i dont trust that this will end well for me but the logical option even if i get fucked later is to alert someone. a cloud knight knows what risks and responsibilities they're taking on by becoming one and if they die well fuck man but i REFUSE to just not do anything because that'd be like. playing into hoolays hands which 1. i hate him. 2. as a person who very much values my independence I NEED OUT OF THIS SITUATION

and maybe its what hoolay wants, for us to fail his 'test' but whatever. IM REBELLIOUS. (and probably really dumb)

cant wait to see how this affects story in the future. and also seeing how different choices affect things when i watch other people do this. haha. but predicting that they might not talk to anyone out of fear IM going to talk to someone

uhh im going to introduce myself first. its like how you're meant to share your address first in emergencies or something i think maybe? because if the call cuts out then they can find you quickly (i think your phone can be tracked but it takes awhile its not that easy i think?)

okay i did it. wheres the guy who was watching me i cant remember where he was. is he gone? did he disappear? i acnt tell im so fuckings tressed

nothing happened but. but the cloud knights gone now (presumably to spread the news)

i. do i tell other people ? do i. im. okay im

i only talked to the cloud knight. and then im going to do what hoolay asked. thats it. im not brave or reckless enough to tell eVEryone

HIS VOICE IS TREMBLING for the 100th time i hate this

GUH

I FORGOT THEY HAVE OFFICIAL IDENTITIES PRETENDING TO BE--

oh fuck MY DUMBASS

his voice... AGHH JIAOQIUUU

GO FUCK YOURSELF YOURE NOT THE BOSS OF ME

i knew it. i fucking knew it. IM JUSTIFYING IT TO MYSELF BECAUSE CLOUD KNIGHT YOU BECOME IT KNOWING YOU COULD DIE OKAY. id rather have tried to escape then not at all and prove his racist belief 'right'. okay i know im probably in the wrong because they couldve lived if i didnt do anything and i had a hunch that they wouldve died if i asked for help. but. okay at my core i am selfish. and for all i knew there was a teeny tiny chance that it couldve succeeded

and listen. im quoting twisted wonderland now.

"Zero is zero no matter what you multiply it by, right? But if you take some form of action, that zero could potentially become 0.001. And 0.001 has a chance of becoming 100. In which case, there's no reason NOT to do it." (Book 6 - Chapter 48 • A Sequel Cut Short)

i hate these kinds of mind games.

hoolay fucking yapping and i know we're in a tough situation meant to demonstrate how jiaoqiu's kind of powerless but hoolays just talking about how jiaoqiu will eventually crumble and im just. yeah okay big talk. and like i get that hoolay does have connections still and ppl pretending to be foxians keeping a close eye on everything and genuinely wont hesitate to kill someone but okay i just hate him

god he sounds like one of those people who are like. when you refuse their advances and they go 'oh so youre playing hard to get huh?' and keep going with the belief that we definitely want them or some shit💀

i should pretend. but no i cant. thats not the kind of person i am.

oh shit. yeah okay remind me that maybe this could potentially lead to jiaoqiu dying in canon. i mean. its happened in npc stories before right? like that one person in penacony who we could choose to stop her from falling or let her fall

but fucking OW. hoolay talking doesnt terrify me. and maybe thats why im choosing all the dumb options. but ow.

does he have this pose if we pretend to show weakness? i mean maybe its cause we got hurt and hes exaggerating it and showing weakness then. or maybe it actually hurts like a bitch and he cant help but show reaction.

OMG MOZE

okay actually other idea of jiaoqius plan. contacting someone for help and deliberately being caught so its not suspicious if we go along with his demands too easily (but having another plan to get help thats more secret)

like okay i know it was my choice to try to get help and fucking it up but still canon-like right. although i doubt he'd be okay sacrificing an innocent life so um oops

AHHH FUCKING LITERAL CHILLS. we got jiaoqiu flashback where he was like a healer on the battlefield. i dont think im saying that right i forgot what theyre called. but like remember feixiao mentioning in 2.4 how jiaoqiu healed her, and later became her like main healer or something something i forget the wording

and then it goes black and we hear hoolays voice. i have a little hunch that it might be the thing to stop the lupitoxin's effects starting to fade, nad thus the toxin starting to affect him

hh his voice... :(

yeah okay so let us go

sorry did he just bite someone and they turned into a borisin or did it just get rid of the guys disguise

i wasnt paying attention to who it was. i know it wasnt mok tok (different appearance, also it showed jiaoqiu turning away to not see it and mok tok standing there while that was happening)

its genuinely so confusing trying to tell who is a foxian and whose a borisin cause disguises but i assume its an actual borisin who was disguised...

hes talking to moze but all i can hear is monke from ben's stream (aka moze's EN VA LMFAO)

OH IT WAS A NORMAL FOXIAN

what if he does it on jiaoqiu but then they figure out how to turn jiaoqiu back to normal and learn how to cure feixiao. right? right??? probably not but im so stressed

HOLY SHIT JIAOQIU. he sounds so.. wrung out. exhausted.

acting is fucking 10/10 he sounds kind of unhinged but in the slow still exhausted but with emphasis on some of the words?? like. like he still has fight in him. i dont know how to explain this but its really cool

oh shit does he die now

hooly fucking shit literal chills the text appearing on the black screen actually like communicating in a way to us and helping us get an idea of whats going on

okay major manga spoilers for demon slayer. but here is my next prediction: he has poison in his blood that will affect the borisins if they drink it, like how shinobu kocho had like a shit ton of wisteria in her blood (it was also under her fingernails and shit like that, she put it EVERYWHERE) so that when douma (who killed her sister) ate her he'd be poisoned and severely weakened

AM I RIGHT??

I. FUCKING. KNEW ITTTTTT

okay well it was pretty obvious because right before it mentioned the green peppers(?) thing and how to get a picky child to eat it, it re-mentioned that conversation. and then changed it how to get a wolf to something something i already forgot so it was obvious

but JIAOQIU LETS GOOOO i really hope you didnt die

no wait but shit

okay so i cant share any more images i hit the limit on tumblr but okay so if he consumed poison (ist tumbledust. i already forgor. was it like the thing thats like a sedative thats good in small quantities but lethal in large quantities? or was that like yabruh or something)

does that mean he'll die anyway or

i dont think jiaoqiu said it in front of hoolay but anyway im so unhappy that cutscenes lag for me (hoolay immediately clocks on that it was probably jiaoqiu who poisoned him but sdhfuf. this MEANS that hoolay drank JIAOQIUS BLOOD?!?!?!?!? is he DEAD??? )

also i HATE the hoolay fight im struggling so bad ahuisdhdisuad

YANQING LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO (boutta trigger hoolays jingliu trauma)

im sorry for accusing you of being a disguised borisin, sparkle traumatized me ok (and im sorry for pinching your cheeks in 2.4 being cautious of if you were a fake but also i didnt know that was what that option meant)

you were just acting really weird so i got stressed but LETS GOOOO

WHAT WE'RE FIGHTING HIM AGAIN????? YOURE FUCKING WITH ME

oh shit feixiao boss fight

heyy her character. trailer?? i think thats what it was called teased this. like cause she got drunk and couldnt recognize jing yuan and fought him (briefly)

YANQING FUCKING POPPED OFF THIS STORY

i (think) all thats left is feixiao boss fight that we saw in the livestream

some stuff. ill do wardance later. but im gonna end this post here. havent gotten to the end but i dont think ill have anything else to share and i dont have space here anyway so brr

OH FINALLY I CAN ACCESS DIFFICULTY MODES

AND YOU CAN CHOOSE THEM WHILE IN STORY OH THANK FUCK casual mode my precious

okay we figfhting preceptor oh

dan heng: the oath of the alliance doesnt matter to me because im not a part of the alliance anymore *attacks*

me using imbitior lunae dan heng in battle: uh. uh. uh. uhm. YEP

anyway jiaoqius alive (he almost died though)

he sounds so more subdued :(

HOLY SHIT HES BLIND? OH MY GOD thats both better and worse than i thought

OH MY GOD TINGYUN

i was so confused on ruan mei appearance but OH MY GOD