#my tummy hurts. WAH!

[sharpace]

do viktor and jayce have new years plans? (broverse or crank it or both)

I have a Crank It comic coming out tomorrow for New Year’s BUT in the meantime, I think they spend every year at home and cozy. Neither of them are social unless they have to be.

@weatheredlaw wrote One Simple Trick for 4th of July but I think it’s largely the same case for New Year’s with all fireworks.

For Broverse, Viktor is studying while Jayce is yell-singing outside his dorm window.

[discoknack]

I dunno how to feel, been told by a teacher I need good grades to "not be a bum", taking that super literally to my detriment, and then turns out actually you need friends or at least acquaintances to get a job or make change in the world.

That is to say, go make connections in college, kids.

How do you make friends with people?

How do you balance relationship with schoolwork, homework, job if you got one, eating sleeping and transportation?

I can't do everything T_T

I've been so terrified of homelessness that I went crazy. And it turns out [family drama]. I supposedly don't have to worry about it unless my parents lose their jobs and stuff.

[onlyathief]

i'll be here probably tomorrow :)

[bunnibaby-love]

Would it be too much to ask for a Zhongli x Bunny!Reader heavy SMUT fic? 🥹

🐰 Zhongli x Bunny!Reader 🐰

♡ female reader + size kink + manhandling + power dynamics

Shameless bunny sleeping at the statue of lord of geo. How dare you disrespect Morax?

Zhongli rather found it amusing. Seeing you curling your tiny body on the lap of his statue. From his distance, he can see the twinkle of your eyes admiring his statue with a little pout.

He's maybe quite jealous of his own statue. Why put yourself in that uncomfortable position when he can just take you in. Surely you can warm his lap

He approach you when he saw you at harbor docks looking for food they can spare you. Poor bunny. He invites you over at his place so you two can enjoy treats and tea.

You didn't even pay attention on his vivid eyes while he shares a tea with you. You started getting sleepy after the treats and he offers you sleep on his bedroom. Guilible bunny just don't have any sense of danger

From your peripheral vision, you can see the consultant taking off his suit and reveal his black and gold arms. It's fascinating so you stares at it

"Cute bunny..i really admire such beautiful creatures" he carees your bunny ears and you can't help but purr "But you...are very naughty" He grips your jaw, forcing you to look up at him with widen eyes "Sleeping on the statue of morax...that's disrespect. Why did you do that?"

You feel scared of his strong aura but also feeling butterflies on your tummy "Don't have home....im lost..." you pout with your pink lips "M'like the statue...it's comfy and warm..." you blush while confessing the sin you did while he just chuckles

"Do you recognize me?" You met your gaze with his cor lapiz eyes "..Morax? but...no..morax is dead" even though you are from Inazuma, everyone knows Morax is decease

"The god is infront of you.." you can't speak and can tell he isn't lying "You deserve a punishment for disrespecting a God..." You feel your body cold with how intimidating he actually is

He sat on the bed and look at you sternly "Lay down like how you did with my statue" you hesistant but he instanly pulls your tail causing you to just command him

You curls up on his lap but he turns you around making you lay on your stomach on his lap. You can feel the roughness by him holding your tail when he spanks you "Wah..! no...hurts!" Your pleadings only goes to deaf ears as he smack your ass two more times

"I assume you aren't wearing anything at all under this dress of yours" He's right. You hate wearing undergarments it feels restricting your movements and it just feels better

You heard a rip of fabric and it's your dress he casually throws around. He make you sit on his lap and slap your clit that made your body shiver

"Ride it my love" you blush with his words he really knows how to get you. He's very big, thick and veiny! Can you even take his tip. "Be a good girl or i'll pinch your clit again" You bite your lips as you start to sink down to take all of him

It's so hard taking him full on your cunny. You starts to ride him slowly enjoying the initimation but it doesn't look like what Zhongli is planning

He grips your hips and lays you down without pulling away his cock. He quickly pounds you rough and fast "No...more...too big!" you whimper and cry as you try to grab his chest but your hands just got slap "Behave.." he growls and you can't help but just take everything

You feel a sudden emptiness when he pulls out and make you on all fours. Your knees are giving up on you and you can barely balance yourself but he doesn't mind. Putting his weight behind you and pushing all the way his cock again to resume his pace

"Im cumming....please....let me...Morax..." you softly purrs as you are close to release but he pulls away again leaving you empty "no please...i'll be good..." you kneel beside him and gave him your lovesick eyes and puts you again on his lap "daddie....i can't...take it anymore...!" you shake your hips on him

He kiss you and you feel his forked tongue claiming your lips at the same time his 3 fingers enters your cunny as he fingers you fast and rough, taking all your moans on his mouth

A pinch on your clit and you squirted all over him. It's like you're soul got taken after the hard orgasm

You still pouted as you didn't get to cum on his cock and you look at him again with doe eyes "Bunnies can never be satisfy..." He chuckles "Kneel and worship your God"

[babybluecurtains]

Treadmill Review:

*Disclaimer: I’ve listened once before when it dropped. I’m using an incline and high walking speed so that I can still type but keep my heart rate high. RATED BASED OFF OF MOVEMENT MOTIVATION. I’m also on my period so my emotions and alertness is at its peak rn.*

1. Perverts: I immediately feel like I’m in the 28yrs later trailer and am increasing my speed. The ringing sound got me feel like someone’s behind me ��. I’m sweatinggg. Forgot about the siren FUCK. Halfway through and I’m starting to feel like I’m marching to the mines and the siren is signaling my shift. It’s happening to everybody. 7/10 in a creepy way

2. Punish: Fav. song of the album, I have a personal analysis on my page a ways back. This is a very personal song for me bc of the meaning I attach to it, so it’s good for me to use my energy while listening. “Only God would believe that I was an angel but they made me leave”and the rift gives me fucking chills. I could run a marathon rn. I’m singing along. 6/10 for trying to escape the past

3. Houseofpsychoticwomn: I’ve increased the speed some more. The beginning is filled with sorrow, I feel heavier just listening. I watched It Ends With Us earlier and it reminds me of that movie between the sorrowful riffs and ultrasound. I feel like I’m walking in circles, like something is pulling me back. The ultrasound turns into shouting heyheyheyheyhey. The repetition of I love you and overlapping vocals feels like dissociation. “I do I do I do” feels like a grip on the back of my neck. Increased speed, I need to go faster. Almost fell off the treadmill at 1 minute to go BITCH RUUUN THE BASS AHHH. 3/10 this song feels like you’re being pulled back until the last minute.

4. Vacillator: I feel like I can breathe better. I lessened the speed a bit ago bc my tummy hurt lol. Twilight vibes. Play this for a slow dance at my wedding ugh love. Retreating into yourself in the last 3 minutes. Just breathe. “If you love me keep it to yourself”…watching from the outside, don’t make me promises make me love. 4/10 this sound feels like standing still, no back and no forward

5. Onanist: Howdy partner…wah wah wahhh. Feels like walking desert streets and looking to the setting sun on the horizon. Lyrics coming in makes it feel like Dune. I’m moving along, weary but keeping a good pace. I just push forward, there isn’t anything left for me. The base is giving: AS WRIITTEN LISAN AL GAIB. “It feels good.” I’m strong, sand is flowing through my fingers. I was never going back anyway. This song flew by! 5/10 steady rythym forward

6. Pull drone: I feel like death, I feel like the third person narrator, the objective yet subjective witness to humanity. This is lowkey giving psychosis: I’m writing on the walls, gnawing at the bars of my enclosure. I can’t feel my legs, only the sweat dripping down my back. The Tibetan bowl? The distortion at perversion? Hello? It’s a meditative/derealization experience. “The stars are shining through the wheel” of time. Then straight to degradation and nature chewing on you, GIRL. “I am nothing” and 10 minutes of violin…I know the CIA’s gonna use this one. Anyone who ever does me dirty I’m buying a speaker and putting it in their vents and playing this song on repeat. Violin still going…I’m focused and I’m angry. The siren reminds me of the siren used for my small towns volunteer fire department. Someone’s coming, but only if they choose to, will they choose to save you? Can they save you? A break in the violin feels like a gasp of air. 2 mins left you can hear the turning of the wheel. I want to limp now😅. The ending hurts omg im glad that’s done. 2/10 I wanted to curl into a ball and give my self awareness back to God.

7. Etienne: Smooth and flowing river. It cools me. The sweat is now rain drops. Epilogue. I totally forgot I turned my fan on atp. Keep moving. This song feels like a breath of fresh air. The guitar…oh I’m in love. I feel good, like I could cry happy tears. Like I’m in the field outside my house rather than staring at popcorn ceiling. My muscles feel looser. THE ENDING AUDIO ARE YOU KIDDING ME IM MOVED. 9/10 would love to run through a field and splash in puddles.

8. Thatorchia: oh okay we’re back in purgatory now. I stink at this point. It feels like a spiritual smell as well, something for the otherworldly to latch onto. I can feel my breaths in my shoulder blades and back. I feel like saying “I’m sorry” but to who? It’s like poison is dripping out of me. Exuding from my pores. The condensation left is my sins only visible to who is not visible to me. 2 minutes left the base is giving me life, replacing the poison. I’m an air filter lmao. Adrenaline might be taking over even though I’m just walking fast. The ending feels like I don’t feel so good Mr. Stark. 7/10 the song and movement felt necessary, it had to happen.

9. Amber Waves: Welcome, stay a while and reflect. This reminds me of the House MD episode with the Amber twist. Oooh hymnal, oh wait Amber is a person Amber waves isn’t a personification it’s a verbiage. “Cause the devil I know is the devil I want” the comfort of the known pain. “Yet here I am empty” ho did you just shoot me? “Me and my amber waves” are they talking abt scotch now? Moving forward at the cost of burying the love you felt. But love is what makes us human, it is our life force. In losing love, we lose connection, in losing connection, we lose ourselves. This songs for the apathetic trauma response girlies. The silent shift at 2 minutes left feels like a knife to the chest. I feel like I need to feel soreness in my muscles, I need to focus on the pain. I need water fuck. Have I even moved forward at all? Or am I in a riptide pushing me adjacent to that which I can’t escape? Oh I feel sad that it ended. “I feel nothing” as the last few seconds? Oh you need jail time. Honestly, me personally, this also may be because it’s the last song, but I give this a 10/10. I wanted to stay in this song, I wanted the ending to change. I wanted to feel. And to feel I had to move. The whole shark metaphor of a shark that stops swimming dies.

This has been my AUTHENTIC UNEDITED ADRENALINE AND HORMONE INDUCED TREADMILL REVIEW. Thank you so much for reading this far! This album is art, it is a whole therapy session. It’s a space in which listeners can project their own experiences and livelihoods. Thank you Mother Ethel for letting an Appalachian girl feel seen. Also shout out to my cat, who is afraid of the treadmill and had to wait an hour and a half to play. Overall I walked several miles and over 10k steps :)

[awmancreeper]

⋆｡˚⋆꒰ঌMY DRESS-UP, DREAMER ໒꒱⋆ ˚｡⋆ 4 - Social Cues

--౨ৎ✩°｡⋆ Soobin, a quiet doll painter finds it too good to be true when a charismatic girl asks Soobin to help fulfill her dream of being a cosplayer. Along the way, they’ve realized they have much more in common than they thought and maybe something more.

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!!Written Parts!!

“Wah, this is amazing!” Soobin’s eyes lit up.

Ever since middle school, He’s been using an antique sewing machine that his grandfather gifted to him. Finally giving out in Soobin’s junior year of college, his fabric went through the newer machine with ease as he only pushed the fabric on his end.

Choosing an empty sewing room, he felt content as he figured nobody would use this room since there were 4 other rooms before this one.

Gently pulling out a doll that was also gifted to him by his grandfather, Soobin looks down at her with a dreamy smile. “Your dress is gonna look amazing”

Now alone in a room, nothing could stop him-

The door flies open revealing the last person Soobin thought he’d ever see

Y/n L/n

You were disheveled, your ripped stockings along with scraps on your kneels and leaves in your hair; not to mention the death glare that was printed across your face.

It looks like you were lost in a jungle or at least crashed into a street light bc you were too busy tweeting rather than watching where you were going.

Soobin was flabbergasted as he didn’t expect anyone to come in especially when he was talking to his doll.

Your face did not help the situation at all, “Y-Y/N?! I-“ Soobin tried to save himself but turning so quickly caused his doll to fly from his hands.

It’s like his world slowed down watching his prized possessions fly through the air yet just as fast as he lost her the faster he was to throw himself down to catch the doll.

Landing on his side he quickly checked his doll for any damage “I’m so sorry! Does anything hurt-” He yells towards the doll but quickly stops as he realizes he's not the only person in the room.

Looking up you guys lock eyes ‘Oh god’ he thought

“What the hell?” You questioned as Soobin shut his eyes hiding the doll in his chest ‘It's over’

“You know how to sew?! That’s so awesome!!”

Soobin opened his eyes confused only to find you staring back at him with stars in your eyes “You know how to use the machines!”

He sat up on his knees “Oh well, my grandfather owns an antique doll shop so i learned how to sew when I was a kid,”

“Just kind always knew”

“That’s so cool!! Wait is that one of the dolls, can I see it?” You said excitedly joining Soobin on the floor.

With a lot of hesitation, Soobin decided to hold out the doll. Slowly you scooted closer to examine it “Wow she’s so beautiful”

His heart skipped a beat shocked by your reaction “Her eyes even sparkle” you whispered

Looking at you, he smiled as his cheeks warmed up feeling good about someone complimenting something he loves.

“So did you make this doll?”

“Oh no, my grandpa is the one that made her… I’m not there yet I still only know how to make clothes-“

“Hold the phone. You know how to make clothes?”

Soobin shrugged his shoulders “Yeah?”

“For real?” looking at him with such curiosity made him stumble through his words “I mean yeah but that easily-“Before he could finish speaking you had already pulled off your top leaving you in your undershirt.

Blood rushed to his face as you stood up grabbing the edge of your undershirt revealing a bit of your tummy.

Absolutely dumbfounded, Soobin had NO IDEA what to make out of this situation.

Lifting the thin fabric over your head, the cold air hits your back. Looking over at Soobin who looks like he’s trying not to pass out, you suddenly feel self-conscious and ask him to turn around where he gladly (and quickly) faces the other way.

Trying so hard to forget the color of your bra and the way they sat so perfectly in the cups. Soobin internally freaks out trying not to feel like a high school student but his stupid perverted brain is making up these scenarios in his head

“Hey Soobin”

“I’ll do it!- I mean how can I help you?” Mentally face-palming at his words he can hear the insecurity in your voice “You can start by looking at me”

Feeling so embarrassed and guilty he says “w-why?”

“Please just turn around”

Taking a deep breath he looks over his shoulder.

You stood there with a piece of black cloth draped over your body, not sure what it might be Soobin definitely envisioned something more or actually something completely less.

Obviously embarrassed you found it hard to stay still “I'm not done with it okay!” You said nothing meeting Soobin’s eyes whatsoever

“I know I’ve got a lot to learn but what do you think? Any advice?” You asked squeezing your eyes shut

“Uh on what? What exactly are you wearing?” He spoke so bluntly as it felt like someone stabbed you in the back

Bending down to grab your phone, Soobin immediately turned away avoiding any panty shots. Turning back at the sound of you clearing your throat, Soobin finds a phone in his face.

Taking the phone he sees an anime character on your screen, she's wearing gothic maid-esce attire “It’s that!” You said

Soobin looked between the photo and you not finding any resemblance to the clothes the characters’ wearing “Well I mean it’s going to be that when I’m done”

“It’s just a little project, I made it” This completely shocked him causing him to stand up

“What, you’re joking right?”

“No, I’m being totally serious, I worked really hard on it”

Soobin looked at the picture one more time “Are you sure because that looks like nothing you have no right now”

“I don’t know what you’re wearing but it’s definitely not this!” Boom, it’s like a bus hit you

“This type of material is supposed to have a lining” Soobin explained but just being hit by a bus you stumbled to comprehend anything “a-a lining?”

“Don’t tell me you don’t know what a lining is?!!! Who taught you how to sew?!”

You practically dusted away as Soobin walked over to you grabbing the fabric by your thigh “And look at this!!”

“Your seams are falling apart!! Why didn’t you backstitch them?!”

“And these stitches right here, did you sew them with no bobbin?”

“Oh my god, this is actually horrible!!”

Switching his attention to your neck line “I mean come on!!! Why would you change the tense on the dial right there? Are you-?!!” He was gonna continue but the sound of your whimper cut him off

Look up at your face he sees you trying to hold back tears

Next thing you knew Soobin’s forehead met the ground “Please! Forgive me, I went way too far, I am so sorry!”

“Kill me now! I insist!” He said on the floor

“What?! No, get up!”

“I’ll do anything for you just please tell me!” Soobin told you feeling like a complete idiot for not picking up social cues

“Stop that! I’m not mad!” You shouted as he shook “Not even a little bit!”

He recounted his life wondering how he got to this point “Seriously dude, it’s okay” you told him patting his head.

He peered up at you as you walked towards the window.

“So here’s the thing,” you spun around facing Soobin making a stance “This dress is the first step to achieving my goal!”

“Goal?” He questioned

“Yup! To cosplay!”

Taglist: @suzirumas @txtbrainrot @skzeyeu @hrtzsoob @wonderstrucktae OPEN (ask or comment to be added)

[uncannyencore]

Period. Literally. And diarrhea. ☹️

Wah my tummy hurts😐😔

[justfortrolls]

the purple problem

Every now and then it nags at me that maybe I should do a massive overhaul of my trolls specifically for the purpose of lessening the number of purplebloods I have. They were my favorite cast throughout middle and highschool and I feel like it still works to have some of them but there's just so many in my roster.

Everything tastes like grape over here and it starts to make the line up feel and look boring. Like oh a clown who's he with- ah another clown obviously why would it be anything else. And it feels unfitting for some of the character personalities I have. in an effort to make this post not just a 'woe is me wah wah the clussy to strong' im gonna spaghetti toss ideas at the wall. 

Hiyett would make a solid olive blood. He’s wiry and built more for dexterity and strength. Also bro acts way too insecure and fidgety to have grown up with the security that being a highblood gives you. However there is a plot point between him and his ancestor that requires chucklevoodoo fucky wucky stuff or at least psychic interference of some kind and midbloods are generally accepted as being the least likely to develop that kind of thing. On the topic of his ancestor, his attitude also makes more sense if he was lower on the hemospectrum. 

The Esmavu line also has a big thing that revolves around psychic abilities. Ones that align much more with the redblood caste. Them being off-puttingly chill is an important character trait which can persist with the change it just would switch flavors from ‘you should be killing me why are you so chill’ to ‘everything wants to kill you why are you so chill.’  This messes with some of my ships though since they are proximity based; Met In Troll College type of plot line. It’s not the worst with my auspistism arrangement as two clowns deciding to give power over to a low blood because they trust and want to impress him is chefs kiss. BUT- both of them end up in really cushy and easy positions later on in life which i don't think is a luxury that would be afforded to them so low on the spectrum. 

ALSO- Mr. Esmavu Sr and Sir Fectan The First are part of a love square with two people who I absolutely cannot shift from their original zealot plot lines. This is one of the proximity ships with a specific timeline of events that explains why each person feels the way they do about the others. Also hello I am a slut for color language and since they all stand on the even playing field of purple I can mess with their secondary colors much more (green and sparkling black vs a rusted and aged red vs a bright and holy white and gold vs a misty and muted pink. Slams head against wall these people I AUGH)  And I dunno, I find the image of them all being this sort of terrifying force professionally to be very appealing.

Basically all the purple makes my tummy hurt but my plots- my plots that carry over onto my clown blog- Cries on floor. 

[catfinancier]

wah why does my tummy hurt again

[moonlightretriever]

OUU my tummy hurts so bad it would suck if someone wasn't here to take care of meee.. wah

[viatrixtravels-a]

"...Wah!"

The Traveller suddenly snapped awake, scanning the area with drowsy, half-lidded eyes.

"Hmm~~~?"

Her gaze eventually fell upon the flustered male by her side, one brow raised. "Wanderer...? Pfftー Ahahaha! What happened to you? Your face looks like a ripe tomato!"

"Ahaha...Haha...Oh god...This is too much...My tummy's starting to hurt from laughing."

A few deep breaths later, Lumine had finally calmed down. She felt totally refreshed after her short nap as well, stretching her limbs before jumping back up on her feet.

"Okay! Ready for round two? I'm pretty sure the group of Treasure Hoards we're looking for should be nearby."

Wanderer went completely stiff as Lumine's head dropped to his shoulder.

"What the hell are you doing, weirdo?" The male didn't bother to lower his voice as she slept, but still didn't move an inch. He didn't know what to do. "Hellooo?" He snapped his fingers in front of her face. "Get off."

He groaned, looking over her face as she slept. He'd heard the phrase 'like an angel' be used to describe how someone looked as they slept, but as he saw it, Lumine was far from that. She looked like some kind of hilichurl.

Wait... why is his face heating up? What's happening?

— Has his body been destructible this whole time and he never even noticed?!

[specters]

i cant drink alcohol bc i end up chugging it and then going “wah my tummy hurts:(” like i’m surprised 

[clovehoneyandash]

i wish instead of making things with fake sugar, they'd just make things with LESS sugar. i'm a human, not a hummingbird >:(

[transgaysex]

i am being so brave right now.

[mintmatcha]

"wah my tummy hurts" OK baby

calling my mommy crying because I can't afford to see a specialist

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Calm down

Idk why but my brain was like... 'lee Tamaki... NOW' so here we are :D

I have a bit of time to kill so why not write for best boy and other best boy Mirio

Hope y'all enjoy~

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Tamaki x Mirio (romantic fufufu :3)

Lee: Tamaki

Ler: Mirio

Warnings: Tickles!

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It was another regular day at U.A. High... or as regular as it could be. Class 1-A was going to train with the big three today, but one of it's members was feeling a tad bit nervous beforehand.

Before the boys left to go to the classroom, they were getting ready back at their dorms. Well... Mirio was already prepared, while Tamaki paced around the bedroom back and forward.

"There's nothing to worry about, I know you'll do great!" the blonde tried to reason with him but nothing seemed to calm down his nerves.

"I know but... I can't help but worry...".

It was normal for Tamaki to feel nervous about something, but that doesn't mean Mirio won't do anything about it. Sometimes you need more than just reassuring words, and Mirio knew the perfect way to clear his crowded mind. "Tamakiiii~" he called out to him in a teasy tone.

"Huh- WAH!" Tamaki was suddenly tackled across the bed by his boyfriend. "M-Mirio, what are you doing?!" he stuttered out as his partner took a seat on his hips, causing his face to errupt like a tomato.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm gonna tickle the nervousness out of you~!" Mirio grinned down at him as he lost no time tickling his sides up and down.

Tamaki let out an instant shriek before dissolving into his loud, uncontrollable laughter. "GYAH! AHAHAHAHAHA! M-MIRIO DOHOHON'T!" he tried bringing his arms down to defend himself but his boyfriend was too quick for him. Mirio only watched in adoration as his fingers flew all over Tamaki's torso, tickling wherever he could reach. The nervous boy threw his head back in laughter, his wide smile in full display. He wasn't so used to smiling this hard, his cheeks even started to hurt.

Seeing as his eyes were starting to get a bit watery, Mirio slowed down his tickly fingers. Opting to trace along Tamaki's tummy and sides. Enjoying the soft little giggles his boyfriend produce. "Ehehehehe! M-Mirioooo...!" he softly whined out his name as he covered his flushed face behind his hands.

"What's wrong sunshine?" Mirio smirked as he gave Tamaki's hips a light squeeze.

"EEK! N-noho mohohore!!" he giggled out hysterically as he grabbed at his boyfriend's hands, interlocking their fingers together in hopes of getting him to stop.

Mirio looked down at him with a soft smile "Are you feeling better now?".

"Y-yeheheah...!" spoke Tamaki through leftover giggles. A small, genuine smile plastered across his features with a soft blush spread across his cheeks.

"Great! Then let's get going!" Mirio practically dragged his boyfriend out of the room, as if he didn't just tickle him to pieces. He was always oh so energetic.

"Mirio slow down...!" Tamaki tried to complain but oh well, who was he to stop his boyfriend?

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Fun fact, Tamaki and I share the same birthday :D

Clearly we're soulmates LMAO