#oh I'm sorry did that hurt

[kensatou]

you think YOU had a bad day at work?

bonus: sid shrieking "no!!!! NO!!!!!" loud enough to be heard in the stands and on camera

[barghest-land]

ata tu corazón, mi amor, y arrástralo por la tierra

[lazylittledragon]

ok i swear i'm not going to talk about my breakup forever but the thing that just keeps bothering me:

i know that not getting what you need in a relationship is a COMPLETELY valid reason to end it but also. i feel like having a very vulnerable moment where i opened up about my struggles with intimacy and being relieved that i didn't have to keep doing things i wasn't comfortable with, then being dumped a YEAR later because of my lack of intimacy. is something i should be allowed to be very hurt by???

[m4rs-ex3]

the fact that people are still bitching about rayla not apologizing to callum meanwhile callum himself a) actively stopped her from doing so and b) could not care less. like they know each other on such an extreme level that nothing actually needs to be said. also they are actively moving past it in every sense so i think we're good

[thedreadvampy]

sometimes I forget that my experience has been. um. not 'your experiences are not universal' vibes but more like 'your experiences are EXTREMELY atypical'

[in-kaeya-we-thrust]

◡̈⋆ʜᴇʟʟᴏ(●’◡’●)ﾉthis is a little request its a evil cycle iruma x reader if you don't mind🥲

So i just wanted to ask if you could do evil cycle iruma x reader that's is the most sensitive person in the Netherworld and clingness and the whole school is already praying for reader safety when their with evil cycle iruma 🥲 and when making reader cry during the evil cycle iruma makes it up to them by Privately making out with them untill their breathless

If you don't or can't do it that totally alright! If you do it (*ˊᗜˋ*)ᵗᑋᵃᐢᵏ ᵞᵒᵘ have a nice day!

Breathless

tags/warnings: iruma x gn!reader, evil cycle iruma-kun, pre-established relationship, demon reader, rank zayin iruma, 5th year iruma, aged-up characters, slight angst, hurt/comfort, slight NSFW (they're 18 here dw)

a/n: Don't worry bae, I got you. However, it is my first time writing something a lil spicy, lower your expectations pls.

"Have you heard? Iruma-kun is causing a scene in the cafeteria."

"Eh, isn't that how he usually is?"

"No, today's different..."

You were walking down the halls of Babylys, when you heard demons talking about Iruma, your boyfriend. Yoy've gotten pretty used of it by now, considering how popular he is at school. No, not only in school, but in the whole netherworld. Sullivan Iruma, the principal's grandson, rank zayin (7), and one of the future demon king candidates. What more would you expect?

You just shrugged and paid their gossips no mind. Whatever Iruma is doing right now, you trust that he's not doing anything mischievous. He's literally the most pure hearted demon you know in the netherworld! You opened your hellphone to look at the message that Iruma left you this morning.

'Good morning, Y/N-san! I'll be back at Babylys today. See you at school later!'

You couldn't help but smile at his message. It's your third time reading his text today and you still melt at his sweetness. Iruma was sent on a mission by the thirteen crowns. You had no doubt that he'll succeed and Iruma did not disappoint!

But you missed him so muchhhhh. Your feet found their way to his current location, as per the rumors. You were about to enter the cafeteria when somebody grabbed your arm and started pulling you away. "Y/N! We're gonna be late for class, let's go!"

"Aww, but I want to see Irumaaaaa." you whined.

"You'll see him later at the awarding ceremony. Don't be such a baby." Eiko laughed and rolled her eyes playfully. Gaako did the same. Well, she did witness both of your fangirl antics about Iruma since you were first years. You pouted and just let yourself get dragged away to misery.

You weren't paying that much attention to class, mind filled with your lover. It's been two weeks since you last saw Iruma... it's also been two weeks since you last had cuddles! You missed his affection so badly that you went to his house yesterday to welcome him back with a hug and a few kisses, but Opera-san stopped you from meeting him as he needed his rest. You sighed for the nth time today, and this time, you grabbed the teacher's attention.

"L/N,"

"Y-Yes, Momonoki-sensei?" You sprung from your seat in surprise. You gulped, the last thing that you want to experience is embarassing yourself in front of the class.

"Are you okay? You seem down. You can go to the infirmary if you want?" Momonoki-sensei sincerely offered.

You let out a sigh of relief and kindly rejected her offer. You sat down and decided to sulk in silence this time.

Then, the awarding ceremony finally came. You hummed a happy song, skipping through the hallways, excited to see Iruma. Finally, finally!

However, to your surprise, the demon that ascended the stage wasn't your every day Iruma...

He's different.

It's not your first time seeing him in his evil cycle, as his first evil cycle did get him Royal One when you were still first years, but it's the first time you saw him pissed in that state. Not even a smirk nor a cunning smile was plastered on his face. Iruma's wearing a frown as Kalego-sensei gives him his award. The whole auditorium went wild when Kalego-sensei enumerated Iruma's achievements in a span of two weeks. However, the audience was quickly silenced with the click of Iruma's tongue. He sent a glare at the whole auditorium and went down the stage without a single world. Following his tail (as if he has one lol) was, of course, his friends, Asmodeus and Clara.

With Iruma gone, demons started leaving the auditorium. You, on the other hand, have other plans. You tried squeezing your way through the crowd, hoping to chase after Iruma-kun.

"Y/N, where are you going?" Someone grabbed your wrist, stopping you from getting away. It's Gaako.

"I'm going to find Iruma and talk to him. I also... want to be there for him." you responded.

"Really? You're going to talk to him? In that state?! Are you out of your mind?" she exclaimed. Both Gaako and Eiko looked at you with worried faces.

"You're overreacting. I'm his partner, I'll be fine." You said confidently before wriggling away from their grasp.

You heard them shout your name once again but you proceeded without looking back. You reached the back of the stage and there you saw Asmodeus and Clara standing in front of a door, quietly arguing with each other. It only took a few seconds for them to notice you, making them stop.

"Y/N-san..."

"What happened, Asmodeus-san? Is Iruma doing alright?" you asked in a worried tone.

"Iruma-chi told us to leave him alone." Clara pouted.

"We didn't know what happened. Iruma-sama was already in his evil cycle as soon as he arrived in Babylys. I presume something happened during his mission." Asmodeus sighed.

"But he was still himself this morning, see?" You pulled out your hellphone from your pocket snd showed them his text this morning. "Either way, I'm going inside. Wish me luck." Your hand finds it's way to the doorknob.

Asmodeus' face turned pale. "Y/N-san, I don't think that's a good idea-"

"I'll be fine, you guys worry too much." You chuckled.

You were just in the middle of opening the door when your body suddenly felt cold, making you shiver.

"What part of 'leave me alone' do you not understand..." There was something off about his voice; black smoke started coming out of his ring. "Fuck off!" Iruma snapped, purple shards came shooting at your way. You yelped in fear when one shard almost hit you, just passing by your right cheek. Your hands shook as you held your face. It's the first time he shouted at you... It's the first time he tried to hurt you. You didn't even know he was capable of doing that.

"S-Sorry..." was the only response you managed to stutter before closing the door again.

Asmodeus and Clara looked at you with horror and pity, witnessing the whole event. Before you know it, your tears started to fall. You tried to wipe the tears away, hands still shaking, but it just won't stop flowing.

"I think I'll get going now." You ran as fast as you could, hand clenched over your chest. It hurts. You didn't get hit but it feels like something sharp pierced through your heart. You should've listened. You should've left him alone. It's all your fault. You were too preoccupied with your feelings that you didn't notice the sound of someone leaving the room and shouting your name.

You stopped running when you finally reached the school gates. Auspiciously, you were alone. Not a single student was seen on the school grounds, as classes were still on-going. You crouched down and hugged your knees as you cried your heart out.

Suddenly, you saw a tall shadow casted over yours on the ground. You looked up to see who it was. "Opera-san..." you sobbed.

They carried you in their arms and lightly patted your bsck, comforting you. "It's okay, Y/N-sama. Let's get you home, shall we?" You hugged their neck and hummed in response. Suddenly, your body felt light. Opera-san started jumping from here to there, making their way to your home.

Before you know it, you fell asleep. You only realized when you woke up in a dark, familiar room. You sat on the edge of the bed as you recalled what you experienced today. Your eyes sting from all the crying you did earlier. You stared at the thick, cozy blanket bundled beside you.

"You're awake,"

You flinched when you heard a foreign yet familiar voice. A familiar silhouette stood by the other side of the room, leaning on the door frame. Then, realization hit you. This is not your room. Opera-san was the one who brought you home. But they didn't tell you whose home, did they?

In a snap of his fingers, the lights turned on. Your eyes finally meet... "Iruma,"

He started walking towards the bed, his bed, towards you. You avoided his gaze, still upset at him. He sat beside you with a small distance between the two of you, giving you space. No one talked. You still couldn't bring yourself to look at him so you just stared at the carpet and fidgeted with your hands. You bit your lip, trying to stop yourself from crying. He's so close and yet he feels so far.

"Eek!" He suddenly grabbed your chin and turned your face towards him. His dark violet orbs stared into yours.

Before you know it, Iruma's lips was against yours, kissing you tenderly. His kisses were soft, as if he was careful that you might break, contrasting his new personality. You just sat still, letting him shower you with kisses. When he finally pulled away, he looked at you with guilty eyes. He put his hand on top of yours and gave it a little squeeze.

"I... I wasn't myself earlier." he started. "Something happened... It made my mana go out of control. It's dangerous for me to be around other demons. So, I tried to shut myself away. I'm sorry..." He apologized again, voice full of regret and pain. "I-If you can't forgive me, it's fine. You don't have to force yourself to be with me after I hurt you-"

You started sobbing again. No, you cried, loudly. Iruma panicked, seeing you break down in front of him. Then, he embraced you. "You were so mean! I was just worried but you told me to fuck off!" you cried like a baby.

"I know, I know, I'm a complete jerk. I'm sorry," Iruma brushed your hair, doing his best to sooothe you.

"Is it my fault that I miss you so much? You were gone for two weeks!" you whined. "And now you're saying we should break up? Are you out of your mind?"

You punched him lightly on his stomach, making him chuckle soflty "Ouch,"

You break way from his embrace and glared at him. "And now you're making fun of me."

He reached out his hands to gently wipe your tears away. After that, he held your face lovingly and placed two kisses on the side of your eyes. "I missed you too," His eyes stared at you with so much sincerity that you forgave him on the spot. You noticed his gaze went from your eyes then to your pouty lips... eyes lingering a little longer than usual.

Noticing this, you grabbed his collar and pulled him closer. You kissed him. Iruma was taken aback, but it only took him a few moments to respond to your lips. If the kiss you shared earlier was soft and full of care, this time, the way you kissed each other is full of passion and longing. Damn, you really missed him so much. Iruma's hand finds its way to the back of your neck, pulling you closer to him, deepening the kiss. Feeling a little bold, you lightly bit his bottom lip, earning a groan from him.

He immediately pulled away. You were about to complain but you were caught off guard when he suddenly pushed you down on his bed. He fixed your positions, with him now towering over you. "You..." Iruma stared at you from above, his face red as a tomato, obviously flustered. He pushed his bangs upwards using his fingers. "This is what you wanted, isn't it?" he scoffed with a smirk. "Then you better take responsibility for your actions."

The next thing you know, he went down on you, kissing you ravishly. Iruma's kisses are now rough and desperate, rendering you completely breathless. He playfully bit your lower lip, earning a whimper from you. With your lips slightly parted, he took the opportunity to invade your mouth. You let out a soft moan at the new sensation, his tongue against yours. Your breathing became heavier as Iruma explored every corner of your mouth. Your grip on his shirt tightened as your make out session became more and more heated.

It's the first time you both shared this type of kiss. Iruma, the innocent one, usually gets overwhelmed every time you get intimate. Your kisses were limited to small, quick pecks on the lips. You guessed it had something to do with his confidence. But now that he's in his evil cycle, confidence at peak, there are no more shackles to hold him back.

You felt something hard pressed against your pelvis, making you whimper.

You internally thanked the missing demon king that you both don't have classes tomorrow because you're not sure you'll still be able to function properly after this.

[charmwasjess]

the wrap has to stay on for another three or so days so all I have are scummy, marker-smeared bloody pictures but.

my tattoo sleeve is finished.

and now I look so incredibly hot that I have no idea what to do with myself.

[batsplat]

Jerez | Estoril 2005: On the way to the podium at Jerez, Valentino Rossi gestures with a grin at Sete Gibernau, who is hobbling up the stairs and clutches his arm in visible discomfort. At the pre-event press conference for the next race at Estoril, Rossi comments again on the race and the resulting controversy - and says he was not aware of Gibernau's pre-existing shoulder troubles.

As a result of the last corner Jerez collision, Gibernau “acquired a lesion to the rotator cuff of his left shoulder and to the tendon which will require rest and treatment". He did race in Estoril, crashing out of the lead.

[memento-morri-writes]

This is far from my best work, but it's 1:30am, and I needed to get this down before I slept or lost my mind. So here, take a snippet of Rook seeing Zara again for the first time in 3 years.

Trying, and failing, to keep his voice from shaking, [Rook] said “Hello, Captain.” Mouth still open in surprise, [Zara] replied “Well, hello yourself.” The reality of what she was seeing seemed to hit her as she rounded the desk. “Rook, is that really you?” He nodded. “It’s me.” Zara ran towards him, stopping just short of touching him, and said “What did she do to you?” Rook’s heart stuttered and he had to brush his fingers together to confirm Sigmar’s ring was still in place. Could she possibly see through its illusion? But then he remembered what Lanny had said. She knew where you were. His throat clenched and he choked out “Two years.” A wave of grief swept across Zara’s face as she said “I’m so, so sorry.” Rook shook his head vigorously. “It’s not your fault.” Zara ignored him. “It is my fault. I failed you. As your captain, it’s my responsibility to keep you safe, and I failed you.” Rook wanted to say something, to reassure her, but she pushed on. “She sent me letters, told me all the terrible things she was doing to you. I… I let you down.” Those words hit Rook with the force of a dozen cannonballs. Lanny had said that Zara knew Wolf had him, but knowing that Zara had been aware of what Wolf was doing to him… somehow that was more painful than any wound Wolf had ever inflicted. He barely managed to force his next words out around the lump in his throat. “Where were you?” And why didn’t you come? “She said she’d kill you if I came to get you. Or if I hired anyone to get you. You’re standing here because I stopped sailing.” 

(honorary one-time tag for @space-writes bc I remember you enjoyed my other bits about Rook and Zara.)

[sanasanakun]

Jimithon Mouthwashing is such a good representation of untreated, enabled NPD like it makes me want to squeeze the life out of him. I'm endlessly fascinated when watching him interact with his crew, surroundings, and himself because he's so fucking lost in his own sauce. It's insane. If I'm being real, it makes him my favorite character in the game.

It's a little scary to say, but watching Jimmy is like seeing a mirrored version of myself two years ago before I truly committed to treatment for my NPD. He's like a shadow. The opening line "I hope this hurts," which I believe comes from Jimmy right before the crash, is such a poignant statement. It's a simple line, but I can tell you from experience that the desire to hurt others when in a narcissistic rage is overwhelming. It's such a good line to sum up Jimmy's character in that moment. Luckily, in the real world, I had my friends and family there to catch me when I hit my lowest, even though I'd hurt them so many times. Jimmy probably could've used friends to force him into therapy (cough cough Curly cough cough)

[boxwinebaddie]

heeeeello party people!~ super bacteria uncle nina here using my silly tumblr to cope again ( my culture came back and it was...suuuuper fucking bad! like i knew it would be, lol! awesome! <3 thanks, god! )

but we're not thinking about, what were gonna think about is the time that ravenstan got a little Too tipsy topsy turvy on jerseyky boxwine,

( it's the cab sav one, fyi. i can't drink on all these Fucknut Antibiotics - they prescribed me the wrong one and i took it, if you can believe it; i luv doctors - can y'all believe i did this shit Sober? unREAL, brohs! )

and was on tiktok live, the dawn spawns of the world convinced him to do the 'White Boy Of The Month' filter bc he's too impressionable and what can i say;

The Man LOVES White Boys. ;) xxx

( helpsksdj )

so, he started doing it and was like 'nooooo, is /KYLE/ on this one?!?! You're Joking.' ( everyone said 'JK <3' because they all think they're jimmy valmer stand-up sit-down comedians, smh...but no, naught joking, Actually JK bc in my ncau-niverse, cd and the blondies gang are celebrities, so naturally they’re on A Lot of social filters )

so he was GOING to save The No.1 slot...for the no.1 slut ( if you will, ) my ginger gringo king, ceo of dark academic debauchery and bottom feeding ;), new jay's finest - literally - kyley b matthew broflovski; <33 ( buuuut! he's a reformed manhoe; so watchya mowtH! )

buuuuut x2 ( and i'd say it's a big butt, but it's not, it's ravenstan, so it's flatter than the sidewalk; luh you flat stanley ) Gaydhd Won Again and tipsy ravenstan got distracted by all the FINE ASS WHITE MEN and started getting philosophical about it ( that man put a lil too much #thot into those placings; he was born for it, soz )

had about two spots left ( the top and bottom spots; i am laughing ) figured that there was almost 'No Chance!' he would get jersey...

PUT /MATTHEW! GRAY! GUBLER!/ AT ONE ( Immaculate Taste, btw! he also put jacob elordi at number two because he is a fucking genius and that...really tells you Everything you need to know about my stan. like tall, could probably be a runway model, intellectual, kind of a jackass, stays fitted, accent or eccentric manner of speaking...yeah )

-- BUT HE WANTED TO BE CLEAR, HE HAD TO SPECIFY THAT HE WAS SPECIFICALLY REFERRING TO /DR. SPENCER REID/ OF CRIMINAL MINDS. WHEN I TELL YOU HE HAS NO IDEA WHO MGG IS BUT HE HAS SEEN EVERY EPISODE OF CRIMINAL MINDS SEVERAL TIMES. IT’S LIKE...HIS /FAVORITE/ FKN SHOW. AND HE DOES HAVE A FAT CRUSH ON REID. YES, I DOES TRACK; I KNOW. )

and RIGHT when he was rolling for the very last spot ranking on the filter ( that's the BOTTOM, i repeat, THE B/O/T/T/O/M of the tierlist )

...hE GOT KYLE

FUCKING

BROFLOVSKI

and had to place him at /TEN/.

-- riiiiiiight as Kyle /FUCKING/ Broflovski came out of the kitchen in the dorky ass star of david apron that sheila got him for hannukah, with his hair up and everything, holding a fork so stan could taste...

...T-THE PASTA HE JUST MADE HIM FOR DINNER BECAUSE HE'S A SWEET BEAUTIFUL /ANGEL/....and i'm talking The Very First Bite Of EXTREMELY DELICIOUS KYLE Pasta that he put ZUCCHINI IN JUST FOR STAN BECAUSE HE IS ( what? ) AN ANGEL!! FROM hEAVEN!!!!! AND THE WHITE BOY OF THE /YEAR/: TAKE YA JERSEY SLANDER SOMEWHERE ELSE: HE'S MY WHITE BUOY UVF FOREVA!

...proceeded to Blow On It ;-;, s-so stan wouldn't burn his mouth... ( bc rav always gets too excited and burns his mouth; nooo :c </3 ) and asked him why his phone was blowing up w/ people tagging him in thirst traps of 'That Supa Nerdy Guy From That One Crime Show' and asking him if stan tweeted something about him cooking bc people keep telling him that he's 'Cooked'. SHKDLDHLKS HEEELP.

And....

*rawr xd home mid/hschooled ravenstan vc*

Scene. <3

[cryolyst]

~

[unopenablebox]

🌸 is so immensely likeable.... do you ever just like someone so much all the time

[givehimthemedicine]

what if El's never seen anyone sick before so when Will gets a cold and looks a bit off kilter and sweaty she thinks he's possessed again and launches into full s2 exorcism mode about it

[crabussy]

god I forgot how much staring at a screen for all my waking hours fucks me up and makes me miserable

[vampyroteuthid]

THAT SUCKED SO MUCH ASS 😭😭😭😭😭 bro i'm never doing that again holy fucking god