#oh dear death im embarrassed

[dreorig]

Kitten.

When you decided to prank Eddie and turn him into a certified cat boy, you couldn't have imagined what happened next.

content/warnings: +18 | sub bottom cat hybrid eddie x soft dom top male reader | smut | fluff | it's silly kinda | unprotected sex | anal sex | breeding kink | praise kink | slight feminisation | eddie just needs some love, the poor baby | tiniest mention of venom, sorry

notes: this originally was a long fic (around 4k... unfinished...) but methinks people don't really fuck with long fics so i decided to post only the smut (>﹏<) it explained how eddie turned into a kitty kat and etc, plus contained lots of fluff cuz im a sucker for that!! but yeahhh i gave up. also. eddie is wearing a collar with a little bell cuz wahh!!! he's just!!!! too cute!!!!!! ive got this idea for a while now so enjoy ig?!?!?!?!?!

Approaching the half-closed door, you could hear your name between needy whimpers. You opened the door with a smirk on your face and Eddie didn't even notice you. Eddie's head was down and his ass up in the air while he fingered himself, the wet noises sounding like music to you — his hands slid under one of your shirts that he was wearing and began playing with his own chest, whimpering louder when he pinched his nipples. Eddie's tail was raised too; a sign that a cat is ready to mate.

Lord, have mercy on thy son.

"Oh, Eddie, aren't you a sight for sore eyes?"

Your voice snapped Eddie out of it. He switched positions in the blink of an eye and now he was sitting up, eyes wide and face flustered as he squeezed his thighs together in a poor attempt to hide what you had already seen, looking at you as if he'd rather face Satan himself at the moment.

"It's okay, you don't need to feel embarrassed." You held his hand and pressed a soft kiss on it. "My friend told me you're in heat, just like a cat."

"H-heat?"

"That's right. Your body should calm down after mating a couple times." You put a hand on his cheek, using the other to interlace your fingers with his. "I can help you, if you'd like? But of course you don't have to do anything you don't want, dear. We can always find another solution."

"N-no, please," he rubbed his face against your palm, trying to feel the most of your caresses. "Need you."

He would be the death of you one of these days.

"Alright, sweetie." You kissed the corner of his lips. "As much as I love to see you in my clothes, don't you think this shirt is gonna get in our way? Um? Let's take it off."' You grabbed the hem of the shirt, lifted it over his head and tossed it aside somewhere. Getting up, you began taking your own shirt off. "Now, hands under your knees."

Your cock throbbed inside your pants as you watched Eddie pulling his legs up, those thick thighs touching his chest with ease, exposing his already well-stretched hole with lube dripping out of it. His fully hard cock was in a similar state, wet with pre-cum and lube, and his balls looked so ready to get squeezed.

Fuck, you really needed to fuck him into oblivion.

"Such a good princess for me." You licked your lips, admiring the sight before you. His tail quivered. "I'm gonna breed you so well. You'd like that, wouldn't you? To get pregnant, full of my babies."

Eddie almost melted on the spot over the idea, his fluffy ears upright while he attentively listened to what you'd do to him soon. He couldn't bring himself to say anything, so he nodded eagerly instead, the bell on his neck tinkling. You chuckled, pulling down your pants and boxers.

"Of course you do, princess." You finished undressing and leaned over him, inhaling his addicting scent. "Sorry for making you wait, love."

Wrapping his arms around your neck, Eddie moaned in your mouth when you kissed him while your hands landed on his hips and squeezed them. You bit and sucked on his lips, craving that sweet taste you'd never get tired of. Finishing the kiss, you wasted no time in putting your mouth to work again as you sucked his already hard nipple, a hand now playing with his other nipple, occasionally grabbing the mass around it. Making sure not a single inch of that perfect chest was neglected, you know.

Eddie felt so hot that for a while he thought he'd burst into flames anytime your hands stopped touching his body, even if for no more than five seconds. God, was he horny. Your tip just touched his hole, as if teasing him, and Eddie didn't know if that was on purpose or not but shit, he was impatient. Grinding his ass against your cock, he moaned, "H-hurry up… can't wait… any longer…"

"I know you want it, kitten, but I also know you can wait just a little more. I taught you well, didn't I? Let me show you some love first."

You bit Eddie's shoulder, not enough to hurt, just to leave an ownership mark you knew your princess would like to look at later — you had to fight the urge to rip off the collar and have full access to his neck once again, but you kept your cool because he looked so cute wearing that. Instead, you palmed his aching cock and stroked it at a slow pace, taking your own sweet time to trace those veins your fingerprints already had memorised; that earned you a groan from the irritated kitten beneath you, who didn't know if he should move his hips to meet your strokes or grind his ass on your hardness, wordlessly asking you to just stop the crap and fuck him already.

"My kitten is just too needy, um? Alright, let's have it your way this one time."

Eddie let out a loud, satisfied moan when you finally began burying your cock inside him, not as fast as he wanted but he could feel every inch of your cock slowly stretching him out and for that he was grateful — Venom was probably saying something in his mind about how weird and mildly pathetic humans were with their mating habits, but Eddie's mind was too foggy to understand or even give a shit. Then you abruptly pulled out, but before Eddie could protest, you shoved it all again in one go.

Eddie's teary eyes widened and saliva ran down his chin, "Fuck—"

You felt a sticky, hot fluid hitting your stomach and you didn't even need to look down to see what it was; you couldn't help but grin, looking at your boyfriend. "Eddie, did you just cum only because I slammed my cock inside you? Sometimes I forget my princess is really just a cock slut."

Eddie whimpered, his face looking impossibly red, and closed his eyes, burying his face in the crook of your neck. You chucked, not really expecting an answer, and began moving at a more-slow-than-fast, steady pace. The wet sounds that echoed in the room each time your skin met combined with Eddie's whines almost drove you insane.

You kept pounding Eddie just right, he didn't even mind the slight discomfort in his overstimulated cock, only bringing himself to plead, "More, please, more."

Always eager to do as he wishes, you began increasing your pace, thrusting deeper and deeper, just the way you knew Eddie liked. Tinkle, tinkle, tinkle. He was sobbing in your ear and digging his claws into your skin — and you loved knowing that would leave marks. Then you noticed something very interesting.

"Would you look at that, kitten…" you grabbed Eddie's hand and put it atop of his own lower abdomen, making him feel the bulge there each time you thrusted. "See how deep I am? Does it feel good, princess?"

Eddie only nodded rapidly, his mind only half conscious now. He could only concentrate on how good your cock felt repeatedly hitting his sweet spot.

"No, no, not like that. I want you to tell me how good you feel. I know you can do that, kitten."

"It's — ah!— so good… I'm so full. Ahh~ f-faster, please?"

"Anything for my obedient princess." You kissed his cheek and said, "Wrap your legs around my waist and hold on tight."

Eddie complied and immediately you changed your pace to a faster, harder and even deeper one, feeling Eddie's claws now digging across your back. You moved your head to nibble on his neck, leaving small bites and hickeys all over his skin, and one of your hands travelled to his cock in order to give it attention once again.

"You're taking me so well, princess. Your perfect body is all mine, even your tight hole was made to fit my cock so beautifully," you praised Eddie as you stroked him with the same pace of your thrusts. "Such a good kitten. That's right, keep moaning in my ear like a cute princess."

"[Name]!" Eddie broke down once he came again, sobbing as heavy tears fell down his face, and hugged you tighter. "D-deep! You're so deep!"

Eddie's tears made you almost dizzy. Holy fuck, how could he be so freaking perfect?

"Shit—" you panted, "I'm gonna cum. Okay, kitten? And you're gonna take it all until there's nothing left and you're all full of my babies, because you're gonna be such an amazing mamma. Ain't that right, dear?"

"Goddamn, yes." Eddie's pretty face was wet with tears, his pink lips also wet and swollen, and you could see his fangs as he let out the cutest moan ever escape. Then he opened his glossy eyes and fixed his lovey-dovey gaze on you, "I promise to be the best mamma to our babies."

That did it. You tightened the grip on his waist and pushed him against you, giving one last deep thrust before reaching your climax, feeling him clenching around your cock as you proceeded to fill him up with your seed. Your grip on his waist remained strong, locking you both together and not allowing a single drop of cum to leak out of his hole before you properly breed him.

Eddie was limp in your arms, still letting out a few more tears as you held him close before calming down. You smiled fondly at the sight, loving how cute he was.

"You're so pretty. My pretty princess." You peppered  his face with kisses, feeling the salty taste of his tears on your lips. "I love you so much."

Eddie's mind was still foggy but yet he gave a cosy smile, managing to mumble, "I love you too."

Afterwards you made Eddie drink some water and showered him with praises, making sure he was alright — that, of course, until Eddie started begging you to fuck him once again, because he was still a needy kitty in heat.

[mintiicinnamonii]

Hello hello! How are you??

If requests are still open, how do you think Redson’s artist s/o meeting his parents would go? Maybe s/o doesn’t have any powers or status, so they’re both worried going into it.

Thank you so much! I hope you have a good day!

notes: ah yes the classic asian parent meeting (im viet, lol)

I dont know if you wanted a headcanon or a oneshot, so I’ll give you oneshot! red son goes by she/he in this and the rest of my red son posts unless I have a gendered reader, and the pronouns will change!!

I bless you and all the artists with the ability to draw hands

under the cut is the request

So… When Should We Expect Grandchildren?

Red Son paced back and forth in your apartment, muttering to himself as you got ready. Today was the day you’d finally meet his parents. And he was scared to physically incapable DEATH. What if they didn’t like you? What if they disapproved of him? What if they ASKED FOR GRANDKIDS??? Red Son HATED children, that was one of the worst possible scenario. You were an artist, noit some doctor or supervillain or any job that had any power. But you loved the job; Red Son saw your many artworks strewn on the walls and the sheer passion put into them. He just hoped his parents would love you the same way he did. (No one could really love you as much as he did though, he’s kinda smitten..)

“Doll, you’re gonna set the living room on fire..”

Red Son yelped as she looked over and saw you, as beautiful as you were everyday, standing in the living room. You had clearly dressed up for the occasion; Red Son’s fashion lessons had clearly paid off. The fire demon didn’t notice that her ponytail was on fire. “Oh, uh-..” Red Son set the fire out, stammering. “You okay…?” You asked. Red Son sighed. “I just… I’m just worried. What if my parents don’t like you? I mean, I know no one could ever hate you, but-…” He paused, biting her lip. “Take your time.” You responded, holding his hand and squeezing it. Red Son inhaled. “They care about my… beloved’s power, their status. You… aren’t from a family as prestigious and feared as mine, and there’s a chance they’ll just… disapprove.” He said the last part with a tinge of fear. You kissed his hand. “Hey.. it’s gonna be alright. Even if they don’t approve, we still got each other.” Red Son chuckled. “When did you get so good at words?” You shrugged as the two laughed.

When Red Son walked into his parents home, out of all the things he was thunking would go wrong, he didn’t expect this. It had started when you gave his father a handshake, and his father in response, he’d smirked knowingly at Red Son as he held your hand under the table. Princess Iron Fan had noticed and looked at him with an unreadable expression.

Red Son, having seen the smirk from his father, could feel the heat rising throughout his face and his hair becoming inflamed due to the complete and utter embarrassment of the whole thing. He immediately let go of your hand, placing both of his clawed hands into fists as he internally was panicking like crazy—did he embarrass himself in front of you? Was he too forward? Did he look desperate—oh dear, oh dear…

But it was too late, his mother has seen the whole thing. You had looked at Red Son, raising an eyebrow.

"Huh—what—what do you mean? Of course, I’m alright! My, ah, my father was just…being a bit ridiculous as usual, and—“

Red Son babbled out, avoiding your gaze and the sight of his parents, who were both staring at him. It was only a matter of time before they started to say something about the situation.

The Demon Bull King and Princess Iron Fan glanced at each other and at their son, a mischievous look formed on their faces. Oh, this will be fun.

”Oh?”

Princess Iron Fan said, a smirk on her lips, and a teasing look formed on her face.

”So, who’s your partner here?”

The question made Red Son’s face turn a bright shade of red and his hair ignited into an inferno, the tips of his hair sparking due to the sheer embarrassment caused from the question. DBK and PIF glanced at each other.

Red Son stuttered. “Uh.. this is (Name). They’re an artist.” DBK and PIF blinked, surprised. Red Son and you tensed, waiting for the eventual disapproval. “Oh, how lovely! I used to paint back before I met my husband.” Princess Iron Fan exclaimed. DBK nodded. “You still do.”

”What family are you from?” DBK asked, raising an eyebrow. You stuttered. “Uhmm. The (L/N) family.” Red Son’s parents hummed, looking at each other, expressions unreadable til DBK spoke up. “Ah.. we actually friends with one of your ancestors. He was a nice one, eh?” Princess Iron Fan nodded. “Good times. Wasn’t that rich, but he made good company.”

Red Son and you let out a breath you didn’t know you two were holding; thank the celestial realms.

Demon Bull King regained his amused and mischievous expression, crossed his arms over his muscular chest with a small chuckle and smiled, enjoying the absolute hell out of how embarrassed Red Son was and how he was squirming underneath his parents gaze. But his tone held nothing but teasing and amusement as he spoke.

”Ah, our Red Son finally has a lover. How lovely.”

You couldn’t help but snicker; this was too good. ”Hmph!” Red Son pouted, a frown formed on his face as he kept his gaze away from his parents. He couldn’t help but feel embarrassed and annoyed, and how could you just…laugh at him? He was already going through enough embarrassing moments and now you’re just going to laugh while his parents—oh, it was torture! Red Son’s hair burned even brighter, making the tips look like lava due to his flaming embarrassment. You decided to join in on the teasing. “You okay, sweetie?” You kissed his cheek. Red Son felt his heart jump out of his chest when you called him by the pet name of ‘Sweetie’. He immediately became a stuttering mess as his hair flared up and became a wild mane of flames. He tried to form words—but he couldn’t formulate any. The feeling of your lips on his cheek made it even worse, as he could feel the warmth from your lips and how you called him by the pet name you gave him—it was too overstimulating.

Princess Iron Fan and DBK saw the flustered look Red Son had and began to laugh at the sight, how pathetic their son looks right now. But, they couldn’t help but feel happy and proud. They knew their son for all the years they’ve been around him, but they never seen him flustered out of his mind and acting so…love struck.

The Demon Bull King gave a small pat to his son’s head with his gigantic yet gentle hand while he chuckled and grinned at his son’s expense.

"Hehe, our little son has found himself a lover. Look at him—”

The Demon Bull King stated before he snorted, amused.

"So, when should we expect grandchildren? Hahaha!”

The Demon Bull King laughed, teasing his son.

Red Son could feel his face flush with embarrassment. His father’s teasing and his mother’s amused and sly look made him feel like the room was hotter than a sauna, his hair blazing like a wildfire as he tried to regain his composure.

He let out a sharp exhale, attempting to hide the fact that he was still somewhat flustered. He would’ve tried to come up with a witty response or snarky remark, but instead, he managed to stammer out.

”Hahaha, Father, you’re so-so…funny…”

"Haha, of course, I am, boy!”

DBK stated as he ruffled his son’s wild mane, his large hand running through his son’s flaming hair, while his wife snickered in the background. Red Son could feel the heat of his blush rising to his face again, but he tried in vain to hide it by crossing his arms over his chest and pouting like a child.

Demon Bull King noticed his son’s attempt to mask his bashfulness, his amusement growing. He continued to tease his son. “Why are you blushing like a bride on her wedding day, huh, ‘boy’?” He asked, emphasizing ‘boy’ with a hint of teasing sarcasm. He couldn’t resist the amusement that came from teasing his son, especially regarding the revelation that Red Son had found a love interest. “Not a bad idea.” You grinned.

The statement you said made a mischievous and sly expression appear on Princess Iron Fan’s regal yet attractive face. Oh, how interesting. She knew exactly how to tease her son now!

She wrapped her arm around her husband, Demon Bull King’s large arm and smiled, feeling her husband’s muscular arm.

“Oh, is that so?” She said, her tone sly and scheming, her smile widening as she saw Red Son’s expression turn even more flustered.

Red Son gulped, realizing he has walked right into his parents’ trap. He watched in growing irritation as his father placed a gentle, yet strong hand on his mother's waist, pulling her close as she smiled slyly.

Princess Iron Fan spoke up and said with a mock sweetness that was laced with mischievousness, her golden eyes glowing.

“Well, if you want to marry our boy so, by all means,” Princess Iron Fan said, and with that, she laughed, enjoying the absolute hell out of this.

Red Son’s face went completely red. This wasn’t fair; of course, his parents would use this situation to their full advantage. He let out a sigh of aggravation, his eyes rolling up at the ceiling as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Oh, how embarrassing and humiliating! The thought of marriage already made him feel flustered and embarrassed, and now you’re stating so boldly to his parents that you wanted to marry him?

He was utterly flustered and was internally screaming in utter embarrassment. An hour or so later, you and Red Son waved goodbye and left, stepping out into the cold air. You put a hand around his waist, grinning. “So.. when’s the wedding~?”

Red Son stammered. “S-SHUT UP-“

[asmallpinkfan3]

Hi can I request for a fanfic or headcanons about death X kitsune reader? Like how they met and their Romancee?

Sorry my first time to ask lol

IM SO HONORED THAT THIS IS YOUR FIRST ASK AND YOUR ASKING IT ON MY BLOG! and dw you have nothing to apologize for<333 also I kinda had to look up what kitsune was again.

Death with a kitsune! Reader.

Warnings: none really

GN! Reader

How you met:

You were literally sleeping in your fox form when he met you the first time.

You were just sleeping away in some grass, and death sat next to you to breath in Mother Natures air.

He thought that since you were sleeping you were just a regular fox so he pet you. (I like to think he pets all sleeping animals he’s near).

Your ears twitched at his paw and you slowly awoke to a wolf petting you.

He heard a noise close by causing him to look over in curiosity, it was just a bunny hopping around.

Turning back to you his eyes littered in confusion now because your a human?

“Where did the fox go”? He asked them be noticed your ears.

“Ohhh I am the fox I was just sleeping”. You say a small smile on your face.

“I’m a kitsune, and i can shape shift into a fox and a human”.

His confusion washed away now intrigued by you.

“Well I’m sorta human can’t make the ears and the tail go away”. You added as your tail moshed behind you revealing itself and your ears twitching up from your hair.

You and the wolf talked for a couple more hours before you realized it it was dark.

“Ah it’s getting dark I think I better head home”. You told him.

“I could walk you if you want and we can continue the conversation”. He responded helping you up off the ground.

Walking home you and him talked about each other, your jobs, favorite color, etc.

“It was nice meeting you death, say why don’t you come over and you can have dinner with me”? You asked hoping that he would accept.

“I would like that”. He replied with a small smile.

Dating hcs:

Now that you two are together he loves to flick your ears softly randomly to get your attention.

“Hey”. He said while you were still caught up with your book,”mi amor”? He asked still no response. Sighing he flicks your ears.

Turning your head to face him you look up at him with confusion.

“Did you just flick my ears”? You asked a hand reaching up at your ears feeling the sensation of where he flicked it.

“Well I couldn’t get your attention It was the only thing that came to mind”. He responded with a small chuckle.

He comes home from collecting souls and he sees you in your fox form sleeping on the bed quite often.

He finds it adorable.

Both of you tease the everlasting hell out of each other about the tail wagging and thumping.

“Dear is your tail wagging”? You ask after completing him with a small chuckle.

“No”. He says turning his head away in embarrassment.

When your tail wagged against the wall once because he said that he loved you, you swore you could have died right then and there from embarrassment.

“Amor your tail is thumping isn’t it”? He says a grin on his face. “No it’s not shut up”! You say now your turn to turn you head away from his laughing face with your cheeks growing red from embarrassment.

Sometimes just to piss him off you will be cuddling and lay on his chest only to turn into your fox form and ball up right in his poncho.

“Oh come on y/n”. He groans his arms falling to his sides while you snuggle into him closer.

[rozyowo]

One bed trope w sampo koski ❓❗❗❗

Fem!reader

"...I think i made a mistake while booking a room for both of us." You said awkwardly while looking at the bed. "Are you sure it was a 'mistake'? i feel like you did this on purpose..~" Sampo immediately responded. And well, soon earned a slap to the back of his head. "Oh for God's sake Sampo! Stop trying to make everything seem romantic, are you really that bad at trying to find a partner that you would rather make embarrassing statements and jokes?" You started pinching the bridge of your nose due to annoyance. Out of everyone, this situation really had to happen with Sampo. I swear to the aeons he's literally a curse for me.

"Ouch r/n... That hurts! You've shattered Sampo's fragile heart.." He said dramatically, putting on a sad face to try and make r/n feel guilty. But she wasn't having it. "And i hope that fragile little heart of yours stay shattered for the rest of your life." Was the last thing r/n said before leaving the room to book another room for both of them THAT actually has two beds instead of one.

But Sampo, the usual pest and nuisance he is decided to pull r/n back into the room, just great. "Wait..! Im sure the receptionist is busy taking care of other matters. For now, why dont you just relax yourself— or do anything that doesn't make you destroy everything near you..?" Sampo put on an awkward smile, trying to convince her. His tone was so rushed that she barely understood some part, but you get his point. "Whatever, and if you dare to try anything funny... I'll tell Natasha about your behavior, not only that— you'll also be taking a trip to her clinic." Sampo slightly shivered when you mentioned Natasha. The last thing he want is getting another long lecture from the nurse. "Alright— alright pal..."

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"Sampo, any ideas on who'll sleep on the bed and the floor....?"

"You get the bed, i wouldn't want my dear friend catching a cold because of the floor now do i?"

"...Weird but thanks."

After minutes of silence, you decided to lay down on the left side of the bed, tired from what happened earlier, before earlier, AND now. While trying to adjust comfortably, the bed sinked even more and you opened your eyes, immediately looking to your right. "Sampo what the hell?! I THOUGHT we agreed on me sleeping on the bed!" You tried to move away from him but you ended up falling off the bed. Making Sampo laugh. After ten seconds of struggling, you managed to stand up. "You didn't say where i would sleep though.. So i figured out that i could choose on where." He said, trying to sound smart. "Oh, and before you tell me to get off the bed.. It's too late for that my dear friend! So you either sleep on the floor... Or beside me if you prefer to be warm and not freeze to death.." Sampo grinned at the poor frustrated woman before turning around to sleep, leaving you frustrated. "fine. But remember what i said earlier, do anything funny and—" "Alright! Alright.. I already know." Sampo really cut you off.. But you let it slide since you're too tired to even respond. when you had the courage to finally lay down the bed, sampo mumbled something under his breathe. But you didn't dare to bother asking him anymore because you're already drifting to sleep.

Although you didn't know that sampo was still wide awake... Playing with your hair while giggling quietly as if they just got accepted by their crush, which is you. <3

i didn't proofread so don't make fun of me if there's grammar or spelling error >:(

+i wrote this while it was 3am

( please this is so old get out)

[poeticlilies]

Hello! It says requests are open for you, however if i misread it or you dont feel comfortable writing this feel free to ignore! I'd like to request Kunikida, Atsushi and whoever else you'd like to add comfort their s/o going through grief? My dog passed away a few days ago and it's been pretty hard for me. Again, if you don't feel comfy writing this you're more than welcome to delete! I hope you have a wonderful day/night!

♡ Kunikida and Atsushi with an S/O who's dog passed away.

Kunikida Doppo x Reader , Atsushi Nakajima x Reader

Desc: some HC of what they would do to comfort their S/O if their dog passed away (gender neutral reader)

TW/CW: animal death, angst, spoilers for Dazai's past and Odasaku

Kunikida, Doppo

oh dear,, being totally honest, he'd be kind of bad at comforting.

I mean, he's a very methodical man; a believer that if you follow the steps exactly as written that everything will be perfect.

he doesn't really.. realize.. that human emotion cannot be comforted through constrained directions.

he definitely tries !! he's a bit. wonky because he insists that [xyz] is SURELY going to help you even though you don't like it, because that's what's in the guidebook and the guidebook MUST be right... correct?

after a while, though, he definitely sees that it's not helping at all, and wills himself to change for your sake.

he's determined to make his own "y/n care guide" ; he takes notice of even the most microscopic of details and writes them down, then later researches specific methods from well-known therapists to try them out with you, then references back to see which ones worked and scribbles out the ones that didn't.

he's not good with emotions; he's not an emotion man and he knows it. if you placed a crying child in front of him, he'd be the type of person to awkwardly stare... but you're not a crying child. you're you, the love of his life; the one who will triumph over all his ideals, morals, everything each and every time. so he makes the effort for you, in his own way of showing love.

Atsushi, Nakajima

the EXACT opposite of Kunikida.

although he gets embarrassed and awkward easily, he's experienced so much pain and suffering he knows how to comfort somebody.

he'll probably try to direct your attention away ,, he knows a dog is probably constantly around you and the pain of now constantly. being alone. reminds you of your loss 24/7 and he'll try to get you as busy as possible to distract that.

trips to carnivals? check ! daily outings in cafes? check! calling you to see if you want to go to the park at.. 9pm? check!

he probably comes off as a little overbearing but he means well. he just truly wants to help <3.

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a/n: .. hello ! i'm sorry i was gone for so long :(. this is so late and im so so sorry but.. here it is!

[littencloud9]

Do you mind if I ask your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime/manga, books, movies or tv series)? And why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before.....Thanks...

oh my god. an excuse to talk about my favs please never apologise for asking i love u. heres a list and also a song i assign them because i can LMFAO 🫶:

10. murashige yuzuki - skip and loafer

yuzuki means SO much to me. she is so so kind and has the biggest heart ever and is always looking out for the rest of the girls, and she’s so perceptive too. and the effort she puts into her art makes me sob. she’s the biggest supporter and i adore her friendship with the other girls 🥹💗

song: there she goes by sixpence none the richer. dw about it

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9. mai - avatar the last airbender

she is SO me. oldest sister core. i adore how much she cares in the show even though it’s always masked by indifference or harsh words. her betrayal scene was FANTASTIC and she is so skilled and powerful i love her. also love her design it’s very cute!!

song: are you satisfied? by marina. i feel i dont need to explain this one

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8. kyan reki - sk8 the infinity

holds him so gently. nothing bad should happen to him ever. he is the sweetest character and he is trying his damn BEST and his arc was incredibly done. super realistic. hurt my soul. him and miya are the most siblings to ever sibling. GIVE HIM PRAISE HE DESERVES THE WORLD

song: outdated by lyric. ps i LOVE lyric it’s my new obsession and her songs send me to heaven. highly recommend !! <3

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7. shi qingxuan - tian guan ci fu

the genderqueer icon. the silliest babygirl. they are the light of my life and i smile every time they come on screen. them and xie lian are the funniest duo ever. and i love how cheeky they are no matter the situation, and that they’re so smart!!

(honourable mention 1: lang qianqiu. he was here before sqx replaced him. his story shattered me into pieces and i hold him so dear to my heart)

song: girls and boys in school by neon trees. i am the biggest neon trees fan and i feel like the vibe fits. also any trashy 2000s pop song fits too. i think sqx would love kesha

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6. yosano akiko - bungo stray dogs

YOSANO I LOVE YOU 💗💗💗💗💗 the moment her backstory hit i was utterly fucking DESTROYED. her fight with kajii and her speech about how valuable human life is (which you wouldnt expect because her ability can ‘reverse’ death) was amazing, and then you get to know WHY she thinks that way with her backstory. and the way she was forced to become a weapon but unlearned that with the help of the agency. oh god. im on my knees. asagiri give me more yosano screentime i beg 🔪

(honourable mention 2: akutagawa. i didnt want to spam this list with bsd characters but just know that he hurts my soul and destroys me mentally)

song: history of man by maisie peters. again i feel i dont need to explain this

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5. mu qing - tian guan ci fu

he is SUCH a little fucking bitch (affectionate). admittedly hes here because hes pretty and sassy. genuinely my fav tgcf character and his attitude is funny. hes also dumb sometimes (with feng xin or xie lian) and i love how hes so embarrassed of affection. please give him more hugs i need to see this man blush. also hes in an 800 year old situationship and there is SO much to unpack there but it doesnt matter because i want to throw him in a blender NOW ‼️

song: best by gracie abrams. i was gonna put a sillier song but i think this fits him and his dumb situationship. get this guy to talk about his feelings

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4. edogawa ranpo - bungo stray dogs

!!!!!! RANPO! hes so me. hes been my fav since season 1 and then untold origins got adapted and i was shaken. holy shit. hes just a boy. he just needs love. he flaunts his brain and power as a direct response to how much he was shamed for it as a child. HIM AND FUKUZAWA. HIM AND YOSANO. im gonna sob. he seems so cocky and arrogant and then u realise hes desperately trying to be the smartest in the room because he knows how much the agency relies on him. hes trying to protect everyone. hes holding the weight of the entire agency on his shoulders. im squishing him I LOVE RANPO

song: mastermind by taylor swift. it was either that or mirrorball. but i think the bridge fits him especially well <3

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3. itadori yuuji - jujutsu kaisen

TOP 3!! ITADORI YUUJI THE MC THAT YOU ARE. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH 💞💞💞💞💞 hes pink and silly PLEASE take all his suffering away and give it to gege akutami. I LOVE HIM. he has undeniable willpower AND UNSHAKEABLE CHARACTER and he keeps getting up no matter how many times hes been beaten down. HE FIGHTS SO HARD FOR THE PEOPLE HE LOVES. he wants to save people. he blames himself so much for things that aren’t his fault and it makes me CRY holy shit. and the way he looks past appearances and sees people for who they are inside/their talents and positives. GREENEST FLAG. I LOVE YOU YUUJI. please please please give him back everyone he loves and give him a big hug. put him in a romance anime this jjk shit is NOT for him 😞

song: atlantis by seafret. it was that or not strong enough. both options hurt equally bad. I LOVE HIM ☹️

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2. cheng xiaoshi - link clink

HNGHHSHDHDHHSSJDHSHHSHSSHSHDHSHSHDHHS. CHENG XIAOSHI I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. none of you get it (ps PLEASE watch link click i want more lc friends 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏). he is the best thing of this show and the show is fantastic so thats saying something. HES SO DUMB BUT SO KIND AND AN AMAZING FIGHTER and his backstory omg i need to give him a hug. i love how determined he always is to give people a better life, to change their past for the better, even though hes heavily warned not to do that. and that he is ALWAYS fighting for others. and how understanding he is. his relationship with both lu guang and qiao ling are so precious. he has this warm aura around him that draws the other characters to him u know?? i am the biggest cxs stand i will defend him with my life. i cant say much more with spoilers so ill end here but I FUCKING LOVE HIM PLEASE WATCH LINK CLICK DO IT FOR HIM 🫶🫶🫶🫶

song: waiting room by phoebe bridgers. he knows he cant change anything but god fucking DAMN it does he wish he can. sobs forever

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1. fushiguro megumi - jujutsu kaisen

MEGUMI!!!!! i feel like we saw this coming. ill never shut up about him. megumi i love you. ill defend him with my LIFE. he is the biggest lover at his core and he is so determined to protect those he loves. and his whole thing about never reaching his full potential because he doesn’t believe in his power… ough. and how he loves his friends so much but wont show it. he’ll be like ‘i do NOT care about human earthworm’ and then watch all four movies. he is my son. and yeah as a manga reader ive been suffering for so long but WE HAVE HOPE NOW! megumi nation in megumi we trust 🙏 I LOVE HIM. his sass is also really funny. i love him have i mentioned that. im not even articulate anymore my brain is just HDHFJSBDJDHJD when i think of him. he makes me miserable. his relationships with tsumiki, gojo, toji etc are all so depressing in their own way. HE DOESNT DESERVE ANY OF THAT SHIT BTW GEGE GIVE HIM BACK HIS HAPPINESS. also wait i love how smart he is during battle and how he is so observant, and how he explains jujutsu stuff to people like yuuji who are new to it. HAVE I MENTIONED HOW KIND HE IS. HGDNAJDHSJD. my silly pining gay boy. i am hugging him so gently and making him the warmest soup ever. sorry for the rant MEGUMI THE CHARACTER EVER 💗💗💗🫶🫶🫶💞💞💞🩵🩵🩵

song: the alcott by the national ft taylor swift. this is ESPECIALLY solidified by this edit here that changed my life. LIVE LAUGH LOVE MEGUMI 2k24

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wow this is a long post. thank you SO much for the ask sorry for how incoherent this is i love my favs 🤍

[hazbinl0v3r]

Consequences! (Hazbin Hotel Tk Tumblr)

Hey guys, I had the funniest idea I was randomly thinking about with Y/N (or my pov) and Alastor moment, NOT AS A SHIP!

Summary: After a few months of being in the Hazbin hotel, you start to get to know everyone and you get a close friendship with Alastor. Later on in the day you remember a new trend that was happening before you died, after trying out on the Radio demon, you quickly regret it..

“Hi Charlie!!” You call out while walking out of your room. “Oh, Hey Y/N!” Charlie yelled as you were walking down the stairs. “What are you up to today?” She asks you, “Nothing really and I’m so bored, I tried to get back to sleep but it’s hard with a burst of energy. Maybe I can as Al-“ you stop as you got a sneaky idea, “I know exactly what I can do today.” as you grow a mischievous grin. Charlie chuckled when she saw your face, “Okay Y/N don’t get into to much trouble messing with him!” she yelled as you to go find him.

As you were running around near the hotel, you saw Alastor on his way back into the hotel. Once you saw him your grin grew as big as his as you ran over to him starting to use your awesome acting skills. “Hi Alastor!! How you doing?” “Good Morning Darling, your up early, and I am doing wonderful, I walked all over town” Alastor said as you held in your chuckled. “Damn! No wonder it’s so hot today!” You chuckled as a laugh came out, both you and Alastor clearly knew what you meant and you knew it.

As you finished your laugh, you saw Alastor squinting his eyes with revenge. Once you looked up to him and saw his face, you knew what that meant and you raced into the hotel up stairs, screaming as you passed the others in embarrassment while being scared like it was a zombie apocalypse as you felt Alastor right behind you. “What happens with them?” Vaggie chuckled questioning her girlfriend, “Y/N was bored this morning and she went to bother Al, I told her there would be consequences but her cravings got the better of her.” Charlie chuckled to quickly stop Al. “Alastor I know your gonna get Y/N but go easy on her.” she chuckled.

“Of course darling! But I am tired of her foolishness.” He said sternly walk right up to her as she tried to get in the elevator that was very slow. “ Hey Al-“ you nervously chuckled, thinking it was time for plan B, so you slide under him to run up the stairs and hide in your room while locking the door. After panting and catching your breath, you walk to lay on your bed, and in the blink of an eye the radio demon is standing over top of you.

“Ha-Hay Al, let’s talk about this?” you ask nervously watching his ticklely finger approach you. You couldn’t help but wriggle and scream trying to push away from Alastor’s claws as they dug into your thin shirt. “Ahahahal! Ihihihim Sohohory!! Ihihit was a johohoke”you spoke with laughter bursting in the middle. “So you get to give me a laugh, but I can’t give you one dear? How unfair and unfortunate for you as I must return the favor!” He chuckled slowly going faster up your stomach. “Nohohoho, im sohohory” you whined trying to push him away with all your might, you knew that you were very strong, but he was a tad bit stronger. Then he called is tenticals totie your arm and legs up for you couldn’t move, “I wonder what happend if we here!” As his fingers slowly crawled like a spider to your armpits which was a MAJOR death for you as you let a huge squeal. “How adorable, your a giggly mess now” he teased going faster. “IHIHIM SOHORY I PROHOHOMISE IHIHHIH WOHOHOHNT DOHOHOH IHIT AGAHAHAHAHAIN!!” you screamed for you life as he slowly stop and your arms and legs for free, you’d didn’t hesitate to curl up on your bed while still chuckling with a few tears in your arms.

“You okay there dear?” he asked chuckling, “Yaha I’m fine smiley face. As you sat up, the radio demon helps you dust yourself off while you were both laughing about the recent occasion, and you both had a great day for the rest of the evening.

THE END, hope y’all love it!

[your-friendly-neighbourh00d-fag]

Asking 3, 4, 5, 6, and 17 for the stranger things ask game (Thats kind of a lot, sorry)

dont worry nons, i lovre doing these ask games :)

3- favourite scene in the entire series?

well that's hard. there are a. lot.

ok i'll do one as a viewer and one as a crazy insane totally un-normal cinematography nerd. as a viewer: holy fucking fuck fuck max's scene in dear billy. WHAT THE FUCKCKCJFJ. its cliche, i know, but the SONG, the LETTER, the LIGHTING, the DRAMATICS, thE FUCKIGN MEMORIES!?!@?1 MADWHEELER CAMEOO!:!>!>>!?@?!@/ IT S ITS SO FUCKING PERFECT AND I LOVE EVERYTHHIGN ABOUT IT. god its just. everything.

as a cinematography nerd and professional gay, THE FUCKING RAIN FIGHT. holy hell. where do i start. the dramatic lighting. the amazing fucking camera work. the car between them. the way we can feel will's absence after he leaves. the RAIN. mike wearing a yellow polo (pssst its will's colour pssst he's projecting) AND AND AND AND the colouring of the shot being blue because HE'S PROJECTING!!!! the way will tears up oh i want to hug him. the most iconic lines ever, confirmed gay will (if you have basic media literacy), and the way mike is jus. so distraguht. :((( (also compare it to mlvn break up its EMBARRASSING how much sadder it is lmaoooo)

4- saddest death for you?

well this one is hard. because does max count (i totally think she's coming back alive btw) im saying she counts. I CAN'T F-FEEL OR SEE ANYTHITGN. I DONT WANT TO DIE IM NOT READY. AFTER HER BEING FUCKING SUICIDAL AND ANXIOUS DISTANCING HERSELF FROM EVERYONE ALL SEASON AND HER CLUTCHING ON TO LUCAS SAYING SHE DOES WANT TO LIVE SHE DOES SHE DOESN'T WANT TO DIE SHE WANTS TO KEEP FIGHTING I- RHAHHHHHHHH. her arc is about finding the will to live and then they. fucking. killed her. (maybe). rahhghh.

max.

5. should eddie have died in s4 or should it have been steve?

eddie fulfilled his purpose. he absolutely should have died in s4 (as in, the options are eddie never existed and steve dies or what we got in the show, that bitch was not living till s5) and im happy with the choice. i think steve dying in season 5 is a much better choice, because we've bonded with him, we like him (despite his fans), and he means so much to the kids. it'll hit harder in s5. from a screenwriting perspective, i think steve dying in s5 is better than in s4.

but on the other hand, i dont think they should have emphasised dustin and eddie's relationship that much. it should have been like a 'he was innocent, he didn't deserve this' death and not a 'oh no my best friend/older brother figure' death. bc the second one is steve.

so yes, i like eddie dying in s4 as long as steve dies in s5

6. Death predictions in s5?

oh. haha. steve. he's a fucking goner. for sure. i think steve confesses his uNdYiNg LoVe to nance, dies, and then everyone freaks out bc 'omg st3ddie are in heaven together.'

i do think all of the kids are safe, re: will, mike, lucas, dustin, el and max. they have specifically said its ending happy, and any of the main party dying is not happy. that said im a little scared for dustin. just like. 1%. if you told me one of the kids was out, i think its him. but im pretty sure they're all good.

robins safe, #diversity, nance is safe #love triangle security, argyle might be in danger, but he kind of doesn't feel important enough to die (i love him but dude doesn't even have a last name ffs), if steve dies then jonathan is safe, but if steve lives, jon's in trouble,

i think both joyce and hop are safe, hop especially, they did not fake him out in s3, then have him be gone for alllll of s4 just to kill him off in s5. fucking pointless (i do wish he died in s3 though. im a hopper hater, fight me.)

vickie is also safe, #diversity and also she's too clueless, max is double super duper safe (because why save her from such a good and epic and sad death just to kill her later), i do think murray is in trouble, its been a good long game death and he (sadly) isn't that much of a fan fav. erica may be in a bit of hot water. she's a fan fav and her death would be hard on both viewers and characters

also im hoping dreaming and praying for lonnie to come back so jonathan can kill him with either his bare fucking hands or (and this one i like) a chainsaw. please. please. PLEASE GIVE JON A CHAINSAW IN SEASON 5 I BEG YOU DUFFERS.

so steve, murray, erica and (🤞) lonnie are the only ones i think im sure enough to predict are dying, in that order of likeliness.

17. What song is saving you from vecna?

oh. well. any mcr, obviously. but i do have loads. specifically:

cemetery drive because the sheer power of the funniest thing ever would get my ass in the air (mikey falling on the way down im so sorry but 😭😭😭 my fav video on youtube) /j

you know what they do to guys like us in prison but it has to be live and frank's vocals have to be boosted to high heaven

planetary (GO!), because i need to get up and go back. to safety (i think im funny :,)

DESTROYA. be serious a second.

and finally, kids from yesterday or wttbp would do the trick. this is probably my nmost serious answer, because the raspy vocals in either of those songs are enough to make me sob my eyes out and they are the anthem songs of the respective albums.

[needlab7]

hi i just finished your vwbb fic and im in shambles

the way you wrote wolfwoods steadfast comforting presence, the hole of his absence, his gentle kindess, his everything... the way vash sees and feels about him is how i feel and felt about him while reading trimax and seeing the way i love him perfectly reflected in the way vash does was an absolutely indescribable experience i honestly dont know how to put into words

the trust and the 'of course he catches him', the warmth, every time vash describes something about him as dear or darling or calls him his dearest friend- wolfwood is so so loved, as he should be, as he deserves to be...

and their constant back and forth and how considerate and attentive they are of each other when one of them misses a step, the understanding between them even when they cant say the words, their little 'wolfwood' 'hm?' thing with vash calling his name for reassurance or just because he can and wolfwood always always answering it, 'and silently slipping the promise of every year he has left into the margins' oh god...

im crying writing this, ive cried multiple times while reading, i cried after finishing reading, and i will probably cry again thinking about wolfwood and this fic, thank you so unbelievably much

Hi!! Oh my goodness, I am also crying with you !! ;v;

You are so sweet, I don’t even know where to start. Thank you so much for saying all of that <3 I was dumb enough to open this at work and was frantically fanning my face like no! you cannot cry here!

I’m so glad that you saw a reflection of your feelings about Wolfwood in the way I wrote him and the way that Vash views him. I tried to make him as gentle and soft as I possibly could while maintaining his snappishness because he really is a very tenderhearted person who never got a chance to be. Life and circumstance forced him to be violently defensive of himself and those he loves, and that driving part of his personality and the fear behind it don’t go away. But now he gets to be protective in the gentle way of a big brother or of a dear friend

This is the kind of domestic life he always should have been allowed to have. And now he is able to shed a lot of his self-protective defenses and let himself be as vulnerable as he wants and to feel safe doing it, even if it’s uncomfortable or he stumbles along the way. Because Vash will be there to catch him, too

And of course Vash adores him. But he also sees Wolfwood as the flawed person that he is, and he loves him for and despite it. They annoy each other and piss each other off sometimes, but at the end of the day there is just so much love and care and respect. And it’s fun for them in a strange sort of way to get to be angry about things that matter, but things where the stakes are so far below the life and death level they are used to. Things that they can get past with a huffy conversation or a few hours spent ignoring one another

All of their unspoken communication and awareness drive me absolutely up the wall. I had so much fun trying to find ways that they could learn to fill out and grow together when they’ve both been confined to these restrictive roles for most of their lives. And how they can recognize in one another just how hard they’re trying, and be respectful of the difficulty and thankful for the effort. 

They just…they just love each other so much ;; and I wanted to give them this peaceful and mundane future where they get to be earnest and then embarrassed about it, and say goofy things and heartfelt things and to reach out for help in whatever clumsy ways they are learning to be okay with, and to know ultimately that they are understood and they are loved

This kind of devolved into me just rambling about vashwood…

But again, thank you so so much. Truly, I am so happy that I was able to touch you in some way with this fic, and I am indescribably grateful that you would take the time to let me know <3

[syneilesis]

been going on long drives recently and as such listening to a LOT of the oh hellos, but mostly dear wormwood (2015) and pale white horse specifically and like....... the symbolism. oh my gods.

like not to make everything about ikepri but like.... leader princes as the horsemen of the apocalypse. silvio as the horseman of conquest, gilbert as the horseman of war, keith as the horseman of pestilence/famine, chevalier as the horseman of death. do u see the vision. my brain is fucking buzzing archie

((how has your summer been going? how is work? 💕💕💕 im in my last 2 weeks before my semester starts and I feel like im buzzing with excitement because I'll be taking this one lecture (history of the medieval world) I've been looking forward to all summer and I feel too hyper for my classes to begin))

Hello! Oh my gosh this is terribly late I'm sorry!!!!!! 😭

I am embarrassed to say that I am not familiar with the album but I googled it and yes! Fascinating lyrics! The metaphors and the imagery! ✨ I also haven't read Keith's and Gilbert's routes yet (though I plan to, someday, after I escape this borderline burnout I'm going through recently), but Chevalier I definitely See It. Chevalier has That Haunting Image, yaknow? Definitely one that creeps under your skin and seizes you from the inside.

But yes yes -- talk about it more, I'm listening 🤩

((How is your first few weeks of semester? I hope your medieval history class is enjoyable! It makes me happy hearing stuff about students getting excited over taking certain classes! [mostly because I never got to experience that in my undergrad years, so I live vicariously through others' exp haha.] Last week it's raining nonstop here so all classes were back online. It's still raining every now and then but back to campus for us. And work ... is still stressful work 😂 specifically it's the admin people who are stressful 😭))

[bluepandastarfish]

Chocolate Cake And Blood Wine: Chapter 4

Lady D x OC

That night most of the other girls left me Alone, apart from a few dirty looks and whispers- but not too bad all things considered. The next morning I was woken up by the head maid, who handed me a new modified schedule which allows me enough time everyday to make Danielas desert, I do not know enough recipe for this but I'm sure I can find a book in the library.

Which leads me to now, on my way to the library during lunch (instead of getting lunch which probably isn't very good for me) to find a recipie book. I think I can put chocolate in something that Daniela would like, but Loana said I would die a horrible and painful death and, as tempting as that sounds, im not really in the mood to experince that. Also, I now have to take the desert out to the table myself because of that stupid bitch who decided it would be funny to tell the family of canabilistic hotties that I poisoned their food.

Not to mention the fact that last night I had some… untamed dreams about Lady Dimitrescu, I mean who can blame me? She is smoking ho-

"Andrea." Lady dimitrescu sounds pleasantly surprised when I open the door to the library. She is sat in an armchair in the centre of the room, reading a book that is deffinatley to small for her hands… she has massive fingers… oh shit. "What a pleasant surprise." I cant tell if she's being sarcastic or not but- wait she is wearing reading glasses… why does that make her hotter? "Why the blush, dear?" She smirks and lowers her eyes back to her book.

I am not blushing, I promise. "Not blush, my Lady… I'm just a bit hot as I have been tending the the fireplaces this morning." Smooth, didn't even stutter. I make my way to one of the shelves, now out of the lady's sight.

I hear her sigh "I hope you don't make a habit of skipping meals, pet" she sounds annoyed more then anything. "I can't have my bugs' "best friend forever" starving herself" I hear a small smile in her voice.

"Ye-yep well- you see- I." I turn the corner of the bookcase to see that she is already looking, as if waiting for me to appear again. She raises one eyebrow in question "Well… I'll grab soemthing in a bit, like I said yesterday, most of the others aren't very fond of me. So it's just easier if I don't eat with them." She sighs again and closes her book,setting it down in her lap.

"I have had a word with the head maid about that, she told me she is going to keep an eye out." That woman is a liar- half the time she joins in on it as well. Instead of telling the lady that I simply nod my head and continue to admire her. She tilts her head and grins at me (for a second I think I see fangs, but as soon as I do they are gone). I bow my head.

"I- um." I stutter and look at the bookshelves around us. "Looking for a recipe book?" I look back at her face and quickly add. "Would you happen to know where that would be, my lady?"

She tilts her head and bites her lip slightly before smiling once again. "I believe I do" she gestures to her left, where another bookcase stands. "4th shelf, if I remember correctly" I look up to the 4th shelf on the bookcase she gestured to and notice that it is far to hug up for me to reach, I sigh and look around the room- hoping to find something to stand on. But there is nothing.

Maybe if I climb the lower shelves? I make my way to the bookcase and grip the 3rd shelf in an attempt to pull myself up. I fall on my ass as soon as I try to stand on the 1st shelf, this is so embarrassing. "Please, allow me." I hear the lady's voice from above me and look up from the floor to see her smirking down at me. "Of course such a tiny maiden would need help" her tone is teasing as she effortlessly reaches down to the 4th shelf and grabs the book. She looks back at me and raises an eyebrow. "You do seem quite short for your age, hm?". I swear I'm dying… I'm feeling many things, I mean she is ridiculously big and she could life me without a lot of trouble. She could man-handle me any day.

My mouth hangs open as I stare up at her in silence, she is smirking as if she can read my… less then innocent thoughts. I swear I see her lick her bottom lip- but that could by the my weird imagination. "Really is such a coulorful blush, darling." She chuckles and leans down by the waist, her cleavage now directly in my eyesight. I keep my wide eyes on her face as my breathing picks up, she tilts her head and placed the book in my frozen hands. She goes back to full height and walks over to the arm chair again. "Well, pet, I expect you got and your leave now. Have Loana cook something for you." She puts her reading glasses back on and flicks her hand in the direction of the door.

I nod quickly and stifly make my way toward the door And hurriedly shut it behind me as I leave. I clutch the book to my chest and slump against the door.

"Ohmyfuckingmothermirandablackgodshitfuck" I whisper to myself. "What. The. Fuck." I push myself off the door and look at my feet as I run toward the kitchen. I keep through the doorway and throw myself against the island. Loana turns and looks at my boneless body with indifference, I lift my head slightly and gasp. "Loana! I think I'm dying!" I let my head collapse back onto the counter.

I cannot believe my life. Why. What. WHAT.

I am- very gay?

Yes we did establish that I suppose.

Fucking hell I am done. Dead. I can't live like this. I think I'm combusting. Why is my face so hot.

…why is everywhere so hot…?

I can't even- How- I dont-.

WHAT THE FUCK?!

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Next part

[pesterloglog]

Calliope, Jane Crocker, Jade Harley

Act 6, page 7265-7273

CALLIOPE: what else do yoU remember, jane?

CALLIOPE: the more yoU tell Us, the closer we may come to jogging yoUr and jade's memory of how yoU died.

CALLIOPE: not to mention, the closer we will get to completing this lovely illUstrated story. :u

JANE: Hrm.

JANE: My recollection continues to be so darn hazy.

JANE: Is there anything from my session that you can remember, Callie?

CALLIOPE: UnfortUnately from my perspective, most of it was blacked oUt.

CALLIOPE: everything else i know, i have learned from ancient joUrnals, whose veracity i have come to regard as...

CALLIOPE: tenUoUs.

CALLIOPE: yoU two are the only primary soUrces i have left to reconstrUct the tale. if only yoU can keep jogging yoUr memories!

JANE: I see.

JANE: Well, I do recall quite a bit more from our stint as tricksters.

JANE: For some reason all those memories are still quite vivid.

JANE: I suppose I could recount more of that drunken tomfoolery and extend our trickster chapter.

CALLIOPE: oh, yes!!! i woUld absolUtely adore hearing more aboUt yoUr trickster adventUres.

CALLIOPE: it pleases me to no end hearing that yoU experienced sUch joyfUl escapades as a resUlt of the birthday present i gave yoU! :U

JANE: Um. Yes!

JANE: Joyful.

JANE: That's what they were. So joyful.

JANE: What a present! You are a true sweetheart, Callie.

CALLIOPE: ^u^

JANE: So, where was I?

JANE: Ah yes. Dirk had just acquiesced to the siren's song of the trickster.

JANE: When all the rainbow magic and sparkle dust had subsided, there he stood, as stoic and rigid as ever.

JANE: He was like a plank of wood in orange trousers and suspenders. A bronze statue in a silly pair of wrist warmers. A stone-faced automaton with a shock of vermilion hair, in which comfortably nestled what appeared to be an orange soft drink.

JANE: The juju's potent spell seemed only to strengthen his resolve in betraying no emotion whatsoever.

JANE: But would his curmudgeonly facade prove a deterrent to Roxy's lascivious wiles? Methinks not!

JANE: She advanced upon him with her magic ring, seeking his hand in quadruple betrothal.

JANE: Her lips puckered and quivered, like an amorous cephalopod skulking the briny ocean depths for a handsome mate.

JADE: guys i think weve heard enough about the trickster stuff :|

CALLIOPE: (shoot!)

JADE: jane, dont you remember when we turned into bad guys?

JANE: Bad guys?

JADE: yeah...

JADE: i turned into an evil werewolf for a while

JADE: and you i think were some kind of cyborg

JANE: Yes, that does sound very familiar.

JANE: Can you tell me anything else to nudge my recollection?

JADE: ummmmm

JADE: you had a pitchfork thingy and your outfit was bright red

JANE: Yes, of course!

JANE: I do remember that now.

JANE: Oh dear. I really was behaving horribly, wasn't I?

JADE: yeah, we both were

JADE: it feels like it was all a bad dream

JADE: im glad its over now, even if it means were probably dead

JANE: Mm-hm.

JANE: It's coming back to me now...

JANE: Gosh, how embarrassing it is to recall my actions.

JANE: They somehow manage to trump my indiscretions as a trickster.

JANE: The things I said to Jake!!!

JADE: :o

JADE: what did you say?

JANE: I can't even bring myself to talk about it.

JANE: You're right, Jade. We probably are better off dead than having to face the music for our shameful deeds.

CALLIOPE: i do not wish to pry into matters that make yoU Uncomfortable...

CALLIOPE: bUt can yoU at least recall the circUmstances which were likely to have resUlted in yoUr deaths?

JANE: Hm.

JANE: Yes, I believe I can.

JANE: Remembering my encounter with Jake in his prison cell has reminded me of a crisis that followed shortly thereafter.

JANE: It caught us all quite by surprise, if I recall, even the Condesce.

JANE: I believe there were unanticipated factors which even she was unable to account for.

CALLIOPE: can yoU recall the natUre of this crisis?

CALLIOPE: jade and i will do oUr best to record it!

JANE: Yes, hold on.

JANE: Allow me a moment to get back into my storytelling voice.

JANE: ...

JADE: ...

CALLIOPE: ...

JANE: Ahem.

JANE: 'Twas like Jade said. We'd been hoodwinked by none other than the Batterwitch herself.

JANE: The old lady's fishy mind tricks had us both behaving like a pair of crooks!

JANE: We were all too willing to do her dirty work, and none too shy about reveling in our misdeeds.

JANE: It was as if she'd pulled the stops on our sense of conscience. At last we were free to act upon our darkest desires.

JANE: And if it please the jury, I'd prefer said desires were kept stricken from this record. >:B

JADE: i second the motion

CALLIOPE: (doUble shoot!!)

JANE: The crafty witch made sure I would be the brains of the operation.

JANE: She saw to it her heiress had a super computer wrapped around her noggin years in advance.

JANE: A state of the art Thoughtwave Tiaratop, for the up and coming junior battermaster on the go -- with the factory default set to EVIL!

JANE: But if I was the brains of the outfit, Jade was the uncontested brawn.

JANE: Within two shakes of a dog's tail, she kicked Dirk to the curb of the incipisphere.

JANE: Then in one fell swoop, she and I pinched Roxy and Jake respectively, and hauled them right off to the slammer for interrogation.

JANE: The slammer, as we all know, is how one describes the penal system when feeling extra angry at crimes.

JANE: Their crime, you ask? It was being on the wrong side of the law.

JANE: And by wrong, I mean right.

CALLIOPE: jane, slow down! this is all solid gold.

JANE: But before we could badger hapless pals in the slammer, there was work to be done.

JANE: We were to prepare for the others, scheduled to arrive shortly on a meteor from the furthest ring.

JANE: I was ordered to build up the houses on our planets to reach Skaia. The witch said it was critical to her plans.

JANE: Whereas Jade was told to intercept the meteor, and scatter all her friends on the four new planets.

JANE: They were all to be separated into pairs, and prepared to receive instruction to help us advance the cause.

JANE: But then, something went wrong. Something fully unanticipated, even by the Witch!

JANE: Before Jade could intercept the meteor, she disappeared without a trace.

JADE: i did? :o

CALLIOPE: (jade, shh! this is getting exciting.)

JANE: Perhaps it's my shoddy memory acting up again, but I have no recollection of what happened to her.

JANE: This left the Witch's scheme in total shambles, and without Jade's unlimited power at her command, the situation on Derse was vulnerable.

JANE: Jade's friends were now unaccounted for, and could freely move about the medium without being caught.

JANE: They used their freedom to maximum advantage. Staying a step ahead of the Witch, they organized and came up with a plan.

JANE: The plan, you ask?

JANE: A prison break!!!

JANE: They struck at just the right moment, while the Witch was out searching for them. They had established a series of clever decoys to lure her away.

JANE: Their assault on the Derse prison was furious, with only myself and a few agents on hand to fend them off.

JANE: Their aim was to free Jake and Roxy, and I can only presume, me as well from my corrupted state.

JANE: But I was not about to go down easy. Oh no.

JANE: The melee was fierce, and alas...

JANE: Not without casualty. :(

CALLIOPE: what happened, jane?

CALLIOPE: was someone slain? other than yoU and jade?

JANE: I'm sorry. The memory is coming back to me.

JANE: It is difficult to talk about, let alone present it with a flourish a good story deserves.

JADE: well forget about the story for a second

JADE: just tell us with regular words... i mean if you want to

JANE: No, it's ok.

JANE: I shall persevere.

JANE: Our tale must go on.

CALLIOPE: (;u;)

JANE: Roxy's young mother made an exceedingly aggressive move to free her estranged daughter.

JANE: She attacked me with a fearsome enchantment of blinding light!

JANE: I deftly sidestepped her sorcery, and in my demented state found myself enraged by her claim on my beloved Bffsy.

JANE: I let my fork sail, straight and true, toward the interloping Lalonde.

JANE: But Roxy...

JANE: In a sudden fit of gumption, she intercepted my fork.

JANE: Directly through her chest.

JANE: I knew it before her heart even stopped.

JANE: Her death was surely heroic.

[pinkseas]

[parasocial bestie] to both responses on ur wip fics; i'm not a writer myself, like in a fic way altho i pour my brainrots out in a narrative way its a Mess, but i get what you mean!! it does feel like the more you stretch a story out there's bound to be a lot of loose ends and gaps you need to fill since you basically expanded it. in a way its how it is with drawing when you do big Big projects, having too much blank spaces over your main subjects without a decent background of the piece can get Annoying.

"i have my overall goal and less of an idea of how to reach it" OKAY BUT PERSONALLY? not even gonna relate genshin than my own original stories i always have this problem and still do, like. having a Beginning and End but literally almost no middle bc theres SO MUCH TO FILL and you have to think how it progresses chronologically And logically how it reaches the ending you imagined. it felt easy, it felt nice and 'complete', until you think of the middle and thats how i have stories that never finishes itself and stick to just throwing ideas around but unsure to put it as its canon or not o)-( so yeah!! the closest i can understand of a Process especially to long narratives.

ANYWAY THE,.... THE LUMINE ZHONGI @XIAO LYRICS,.... when hte,... when the UHUHUHUHUHUHSUHGUFHGUHUGSUDHFSKFHSKDJH

oh. yeah. i realized i did sorta sent a Bunch of brainrot BUT LIKE PREE MUCH EVERYTHGIN I HAD RELATED TO UM,.. AKFJHD THE XIAO DYING ONE OOPS cus,..... becus ughuhfjfdhgk its like a Big fav for me and am curious (and now i am a lil embarrassed JKAFHSDKFJH) and anyways i have a lot of Impulsive Brainrot Showers,....... scattered in that big one i told u cus of the Potential,....

also ill have u know during the recovery after xiao woke he can be a little cold bc the incident rlly shot down his physical constitution to nature so lumine covers him in a lil blanket over his shoulders that he can walk around with and that imagery is probably an Icon that represents the whole brainrot in general. blanket taco burrito xiao i think. anyway lumine got bored and did crochet, taught xiao how since its easier than knitting that thoma taught her, and the guy spent hours continuously crochetting a sheet like probably miles long till late at night bc lumine forgot teach him how to End the stitching. sweet lovely dumbass <3333

yes yes the expansion and more gaps to fill !!! that def makes sense with art too we are shaking hands rn... and idk when you have the filler/details planned beforehand it can be SO fun but when youre struggling to fill in the gaps. well. Fawk

admittedly cannot relate too too much with having a beginning and end, 80% of the time when i write i start from the middle there's just So Much Middle and then i dont know what goes where or how to connect it or what to make the beginning or end and and. explodes. actually tbf i have a solid beginning idea for both current wips and a half-decent ending for one of them but god help me figure out how the FUCK im gonna end the xiaolumi one i havent even thought about it yet it could honestly go on forever <- my worst nightmare.... stories that are never finished my BELOATHED i definitely get that god we are shaking hands once more

THAT'S ONE OF MY RLY OLD FAVORITE SONGS ITS SOOOOOOOOOOOO. xiao when he sees himself as an object or a tool or a weapon or something horrible but never really a Person and the song captures that so well when you think of him and the uckfingfg.f the fuckifngfg.

explodes and dies

THE XIAO DYING ONE GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD hold on finishing responding to this first

cold man with a blanket over his shoulders what if i Cried. that is so perfect in every way shape and form dear LORD. and lumi teaching him crochet and forgetting to teach him how to end the stitching is both so cute and so fucking funny dear lord this poor man sitting there for hours going on and on and on........

XIAO ALMOST DYING. GOD.

i have too many thoughts on death and near death and grief. something about xiao not allowing himself to grieve or process that he'd really been dead for a moment there because he survived, it's in the past, what is there to worry about? what is there to think of? it doesnt matter anymore. lumine struggling to come to terms with how close it was, constantly pushing back the what-ifs, if she'd been sooner if she'd been later if she hadn't been able to help him the way she did if zhongli hadn't come if if if if. zhongli, so accustomed to deaths of those so dear to him and moving forward from it, still shaken to the core because no matter how many times it happens you never really get used to it. it doesnt ever get easier. similar to xiao, telling himself over and over that it doesnt matter, all that matters is that xiao is okay, there's no need to grieve or be upset when he's alright. it's pointless.

lumine (and paimon) (and probably also venti lbr) bonking them both on the head because its important to process your emotions, because the fact that xiao isnt dead doesn't just magically get rid of the fear and the grief that the situation created. yes we Are talking about our feelings you stupid fucks ignoring the elephant in the room will not make the elephant in the room disappear. ignoring your feelings will not make them vanish it will only allow them to fester and grow stronger and more destructive!!!!

you'd think that people who've been alive for thousands of years wouldve learned how to express themselves by now but lumine and venti have to really push them through it.

and idk. just. the physical repercussions and what that means for him mentally. the intense feelings of self hate and uselessness amplified by being stuck in bed, amplified by being unable to move and fight and function the way he used to, having to relearn such "basic" things. he would be SO hard on himself about it. he should be better than this, he shouldve avoided it, it never shouldve happened in the first place, he should be recovering faster (nevermind that he is recovering exceptionally quickly in the first place, all things considered. just adepti things). and working through all of that, working through the frustration and the helplessness, being shown endless patience and love and care through it all, i just. mmmmmmmmmmmmmgmnfmngmfngmfdgnmg fuck.

finding himself useful and kept around and maybe even cared for as a tool vs being very suddenly forced to face the reality that even when he cannot fulfill his duty, even when he cant fight, even when he has no "use" and cant fulfill what he sees as his purpose- he's alive. he's cared for. he's loved and learning and moving forward regardless.

[awkwardspontaneity]

Ebony

soooooo........ I mayhaps have written a thing. I wrote it for my little brothers final English assignment and it’s kinda been sitting in my docs vibing. It’s inspired by the horror genre but I don’t think it’s scary?? 🤷‍♀️

Only has 2 characters, MC being gender neutral. themes of death so, be warned ig. 

warning of probable bad writing?? low-key had to redeem myself after an embarrassing spider related crackfic I wrote for someone

Beep...

Whose alarm was that?

Beep...

‘Not mine…’ Sam thought. They didn’t have work today.

Beep…

So what was that noise? What was going on? 

Images of highway signs flashed behind closed eyelids. Brows furrowed as the memories came back. Dark roads... Pouring rain... An argument on the phone... Was that a deer?

With a cry Sam jolted forward. It was still dark. The only source of light came from the numbers on the dashboard. Through cracked glass, Sam could make out the 1:3, a black spot covering the final number. Was it still around 1:30 in the morning? Or had the clock stopped with the car’s momentum?

How long has it been? 

Something was broken. Was it Sam? Everything and nothing hurt all at once. Like Sam had been thrown out of their own body on impact and was now watching someone else's agony. The tree had stood its ground, metal giving way to the firm embrace of the centuries old oak. 

The ringing in Sam’s ears gave way to sound. Thunder crashed above, earth shaking from its force. 

The sound was nothing compared to the hoarse cry that ripped from Sam’s throat.

------

The rain had stopped by the time Sam woke up again. The moon shone above, peeking through the canopy of trees like an eye.

Always watching.

Sam was lying down. Splayed across the forest floor. How had things become such a mess? They were supposed to be at home by now. Sitting at the coffee table as if that stupid argument had never happened.

Would anyone notice I’m gone?

Maybe it was best this way. A moment of peace at the end. No more fighting to hold on. Like the lone leaf fluttering from its branch to the ground. The fall would be calm… easy. 

Snap! 

Awareness flooded through Sam, body vaulting to a stand. Every instinct screamed to run. But the muscles wouldn’t listen. 

What was the point in fighting when they had been on the brink of defeat only seconds ago?

“Is anyone there?” No one responded to the shaky call. The forest was quiet. Dead quiet.

And then the shadow appeared. 

A dark figure moving with a swiftness unlike any person.  

Instincts won. Beat up sneakers taking the young adult through the undergrowth and deeper into the woods.

The chase didn’t last nearly as long as the adrenaline. It was almost pathetic, the way Sam slumped against a tree body protesting even the shallow breaths. Sam began to wonder if they had swallowed glass from how torn and raw their throat felt. Gripping the bark with trembling hands, Sam choked back a sob. The wind in the leaves was the only noise. 

The ten minutes Sam sat waiting felt like hours. Every noise echoed, striking fear like a gunshot in the dead silence. Dark thoughts gnawed at already frayed nerves. There was nowhere to go but back. Find the car. The phone waiting to be retrieved from the Volvo’s grave.

Would anyone even answer the phone?

Braced against the tree, Sam forced down the bile. They had to make it home. Apologize for all the harsh words.

2 steps.

They had to go back. 

4 steps.

Keep moving. Don’t let it catch you.

7 steps. 

There it was. The dark figure waiting. Far enough that no features were visible. They just stood there. 

The longer the stand off held out, the more the figure blurred. Whether it be from the tears spilling down Sam’s face… or the ebony smoke seeping from the dark cloak. Staring at it was like being pulled into a void. 

And then it moved. Flickering with tendrils of ebony fog reaching out like an octopus. Sam stumbled over roots falling to the ground. They didn’t even feel pain as they scrambled back up and running like their life depended on it.

Because this time… it just might. 

------

Sam ran until they saw lights. Pushing burning muscles past the point of exhaustion for the sake of reaching the dirt road up ahead. It was lined with cottages leading to a lake at the end. If things were different, Sam might have taken a moment to wonder at the shimmering light over the lake. Glistening at the end of the road.

“HELP!” the scream tasted of iron as it tore from an already raw throat. Sam would care later. 

A couple was entering their home nearby. A man laughed as he ushered the woman inside. Sam called out, vaulting up the stairs as the lock clicked shut. Still they pounded on the door with scratched arms, begging for someone to see them.

“Open the door! PLEASE! I need help.” Sam shouted and cried, begging for the door to open. Or at least for a voice to respond. For someone to notice the screaming person outside their homes.

Sam stumbled away from the door, eyes desperately searching for lights. It could have been the exhaustion and defeat, or just a loose rock on the road that sent Sam tumbling to the ground. It wouldn’t matter either way. 

“Help.” 

No one was coming.

“Don’t leave me alone.”

It would catch up soon. It was probably already watching.

“Are you alright?”

“No.”

------

And so Sam found themselves at the table of a rickety old cottage. It was strangely warm despite the appearance that no one had been there in years. An elderly woman brought two cups of tea, passing one with a kind look in her ebony eyes.

“I was in a-an accident. A-and this, this thing started following me.” it was like everything hit all at once. The fear, the pain… relief. Someone saw them. “Nobody let me in. th-they just… sat there.”

The woman sighed. Dark eyes holding a trepidation and pain that seemed to be more than her own. “I’m afraid, the people here aren’t too... fond of strangers.”

“Even when lives are at risk?”

“Sometimes, people believe it best for them to keep to themselves. Best way to avoid a bad situation is to trust no one.” 

Sam wondered if the woman knew about the contradictions of her words and actions. Something about the spark in her eyes made it seem like the answer was yes. “What if it comes after me still?”

“You’ll be safe so long as you aren’t afraid.” as the woman reached out to take Sam’s teacup, her sleeve pulled back to reveal rough scarring along the inside of her wrist.

The breath caught in Sam’s throat, “Afraid of what?”

“Whatever happens next.” the way she smiled was almost nostalgic. But as quickly as the flash of her scars, ebony eyes lit up. “Move along now, it’s time for bed.” 

“I-i’m sorry, bed?” Sam was reminded of their own mother pushing them off to bed after a long drive. They allowed the elderly woman to lead the way to an old door. The wood looked like it had been pulled straight off the tree, chipped bark and all.

“You’ve had a long day.” the elderly woman gestured to the old door. “Rest.” 

Sam met her kind ebony eyes with furrowed brows. Something about the way she said it felt so… final. Like the woman was saying it was okay. Nonetheless, Sam allowed themselves to be pushed through the door. They were given one final kind smile before the door closed. 

Rest.

Sam spun away from the door to find themselves back in the forest. The wreckage steaming as metal hissed in protest. Fighting to stay alive despite the damage. 

Sam approached eyes trailing over the glass, scattered outward like tears. The seatbelt hung loose, removed in an attempt to grab a fallen phone. But what really drew Sam’s attention was the blood. Speckles of red that stood out amongst the silver and black. Splattering a trail from dashboard to headlights.

The first drop trailed over Sam’s cheek. Reaching a hand up to touch the warm liquid, they noticed the scratches. Cutting through the thin shirt to open skin. Sam was covered in dirt, and glass… and blood. Sticky red dots to match the liquid running down Sam’s nose. 

Sam turned around and there they stood. The shadowy figure blocking the ground Sam had been thrown into. It was watching...waiting for Sam to accept its hand.

Beep…

The hand emerged from the wisps of darkness palm up to reveal rough scarring along the wrist.  

Beep…

Don’t be afraid of what comes next.

Beep.

And Sam realized, reaching out to take her hand… they weren’t. Sam looked forward to meet ebony eyes.

Rest. 

[thenarryparable]

"Tangerine, sugar, honey, sweet"

sub tangerine x gn/top reader

its pretty tame I'd say just uh, SMUT

Thursday is going to kill me. Mother im sorry dont look at this. I have lost myself-

(praise k*nk, sub/dom roles, degr*dation, b*ndage...all of it)

Tangerine laid down in bed while you finished up in the shower, washing off a load of stress and anxiety from the job you, Lemon and Tangerine had done today. Taking care of Wataru with all the stupid White Death associates without a job, wanting revenge was stressful to say the least.

You turned off the shower when you were finished and told him he could go next before you got an idea. Tangerine was pretty tense, always tense. Especially when it came to even seeing you a bit naked, always scared of doing something "Wrong and immoral" as he put it.

Why not let out some of that tension?

From the job, from trying not to 'fuck anything up', let's knock out too birds with one stone.

Tangerine sat up and said "Thanks, che-" then he looked back and saw you taking off your towel, revealing the sweet body you had, the one he cherished. "On another thought, I dont need to take a fucking shower now, luv" got him.

"Why is that?" you asked. "You fucking know why you sly prick" he muttered through gritted teeth as he walked over to you, nudging you for consent before going further. "Is this okay, luv?" he whispered, clearly nervous. "Yes" you whispered back, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

He goes to wrap his hands around your waist before you grip his tie and pin him onto the bed, he looked so cute, so vulnerable this way. He didn't expect that from the weak whine and gasp you got from his filthy mouth. "Oh my, desperate are we?" he nodded.

"Why that won't fly with me love, you need some self-control before you go making a mess everywhere." you undo his tie and wrap it around his wrists, "Green light?" he nods, as you make a knot. "Now, let's get you undressed baby boy. Carefully now, don't need to mess up your suit, you look very handsome in it, so accessible as well," you say teasing the fly of his blue, pinstriped slacks that snagged onto his body so beautifully.

He whimpered, Tangerine couldn't think straight at this point. "Tangerine~" you purred as you pulled his fly down, making him twitch and tense up. "Oh baby, relax...deep breaths" you said as you stroked his thigh, pulling down his trousers.

"Oh dear, you are quite, ha...rigid to say the least" Tangerine blushed more, from embarrassment. "Now let's get the rest of this off your marvelously shaped frame, shall we?" Tangerine nodded as you unbuttoned his vest, and his shirt. Exposing all of his tattoos and scars, especially the one on his neck.

He let out a sob as you pressed a kiss against it, his shaft throbbing in pain. Even you could feel it, sore against your stomach as you held him down, his legs spread out against your exposed body and soon, his.

"You ready my sweet, Tangerine?" you asked with, a mischievous look in your eyes. "Y-yes" he choked out, as you felt at the seam of his soft boxers that were now, tight. You carefully took his cock out, him mewling as you took it into your hands.

You gave him a few gentle pumps, letting him get adjusted to the pace before remembering, lube. You slow down and stop before grabbing a small bottle of it from Tangerines dresser. "Forgot this!" you said, as Tangerine groaned.

You poured some into your hands before making your hands busy again, listening to Tangerine pant and moan as you pumped his thick cock, faster and faster. Sweet, sticky, cum leaking from his swollen cock. His breath became more and more hitched and heavy as you worked.

He arched his back as he reached his climax, spilling out white sticky liquid all over your hand. You grinned and pulled your hand away, as he had gone limp. "Good boy" you praised as you untied his wrists. "Now lets go get you cleaned up, sweetheart" you said as you took off his shirt and vest completely this time now that he's untied and helped him to the bathroom.

You took a clean rag out of the cabinet and cleaned him off. You then started a bath, he tried to refuse your care but you insisted that he'd bathe. You helped him into the warm bath and grabbed some rose-scented soap and rubbed it all over his gorgeous bare skin.

You then moved onto his soft curls and poured some coconut oil and shampoo into your hands and massaged his scalp, his head rubbing against your hands like a kitty. "Thank you, luv" his whisper sounding like a purr. "You're welcome, hun" you said as you helped him lean back and get the soap out of his hair.

"I love you" he said, as you helped him out of the tub, drying him off with a towel.

"I love you too, sweet boy" you responded, pressing a soft kiss against his cheek.

[stormyoceans]

Now that you've seen Vice Versa in it's entirety (multiple times), what's your favourite PuenTalay moment? Feel free to make a list if you can't choose just one ;)

FDKSGFKDGSFKJ GLAD YOU ALREADY GAVE ME THE OPTION FOR A BULLET POINT LIST BECAUSE THERE’S LITERALLY NO WAY I COULD EVER PICK ONLY ONE MOMENT i can give you a top 10 in cronological order and even that is gonna cost me blood sweat tears and whatever’s left of my sanity…. which admittedly is not a lot so HERE WE GO!!!!!

1. bathroom meeting in episode 1. truly the moment the blueprint the alpha and the omega the beginning and the end the genesis the impetus the single most scene of all time. talay is standing there with pee hands telling this famous actor he just met that he has a big head and puen is just giggling twirling his hair kicking his feet going ‘oh my god stoppp you’re soooo cute!!!!’ IM EMBARRASSED FOR BOTH OF THEM BUT MOST OF ALL FOR MYSELF FOR LOSING MY SANITY OVER THESE CLOWNS

2. NIVEA BATHTUB SCENE IN EPISODE 3 MY BELOVED. somehow this isn’t one of the most replayed parts of the episode and i have beef with people because of it. like yes, it’s a product placement. yes, it’s cheesy as hell. STILL!!!!!!! y’all are really telling me you DON’T need to be forcibly escorted into a padded room every time you hear puen say “if this can be used to wipe away dust, i should use it with your heart. i think your heart hasn’t been used in a long time”???????????? WISH THAT COULD BE ME i see puen using the cotton pad on talay’s chest and suddenly there’s an entire mental health crisis intervention team in my room pulling out the elephant tranquilizers to keep me sedated

3. bed scene at the end of episode 6. this scene knocks me flat on my ass every single time i look at it. it’s about the vulnerability and comfort of it all!!!!!! the way it parallels the scene in episode 4 in tun’s apartment where puen tells talay “one day, if there’s a problem or fear, you can tell me”!!!!!!! and talay does!!!!!!! and puen is there for him no questions asked!!!!!!! and then they’re holding on to each other and spooning and cuddling while my last half functioning braincell is holding on for dear life grip slipping fast and these fuckers haven't even confessed yet!!!!!! ep 6 was really the moment i started breaking apart at the seams and it shows

4. GREYLLERY CONFESSION IN EPISODE 8. LITERALLY NO WORDS JUST SCREAMING SHAKING CRYING THROWING UP SPINNING COUNTERCLOCKWISE ON THE FLOOR WAILING. look i know im biased but if you don't think this is one of the best confession scenes in the history of television you're just lying to yourself. the fact that it happens when the lights are out to emphasize that their feelings aren't about the bodies they inhabit but about who they are????? talay cupping puen's face as if he's holding the most precious thing in the world in his hands????? puen being so overwhelmed with emotions he needs to grab talay's wrist to ground himself????? THE KISS PARALLELING THE ONE IN EP 4????? the tear falling down puen's cheek and the ear graze and the hand at the small of talay's back just enveloping him completely?????? I NEED THE HEAT DEATH OF THE UNIVERSE TO TAKE ME NOW

5. the entire beach reconciliation in episode 9. i feel like this moment is a bit underrated and yet if someone asked me to pick a scene that perfectly sums up the puentalay dynamic i think this is the one i’d go for, because it really shows the one thing that sets them apart from all the other pairings to me, which is the willingness they have to make things better and try to understand each other. any argument they have never lasts too long because they love and need and care about each other so much that they’re always ready to set aside their pride and come together to work things out. im not even kidding when i say they’re the kings of communication!!!!! i also think that we as a fandom should talk more about puen calling talay’s name being enough to stop talay from having a panic attack and puen not knowing that talay drowned but still understanding that something was wrong. THE ROMANCE THE CONNECTION THE LOVE

6. THE HAT SCENE IN EPISODE 9 AKA THE SINGLE MOST THING THAT EVER HAPPENED TO ME. i know i say that a lot but THERE IS LITERALLY NOTHING THAT COULD EVER HAPPEN THAT WOULD BE MORE THAN THIS. like do you get chills every time you rewatch this scene or are you normal!!!!!!! i swear puen's face alone is enough to have me committed to the psych ward, especially the moment right after talay admits he is falling for him. i simply wanna know what the directions for jimmy were here.... look awestruck to the point of reverence?????? look undone overcome and made whole again in the span of 2.8 seconds??????? he is giving adoration tenderness wonderment devotion love and im giving rabid animal frothing at the mouth clawing at the walls of her enclosure

7. NOM NOM SCENE IN EPISODE 10. head in hands about to partake in fits of female hysteria any time i remember this scene was improvised. i honestly don’t know what to do with that knowledge. this is the one scene we were all looking forward to since the trailer dropped, what made me think ‘oh, maybe these two will actually be good together’, my most favorite thing about puentalay (along with how good they are at communication) which is the playful nature of their relationship and the genuine fun they seem to have with each other.... and it’s all because of jimmy and sea. when your lead actors are so comfortable with each other they spontaneously come up with THEE most boyfriend thing i’ve ever seen!!!!!! we do not engage in parasocial relationships in this house but i owe them my life

8. THEE Reunion™ in episode 11. i genuinely can't have more than surface level thoughts about this scene or else i'll actually go insane and not like quirky funny insane, but like isabelle adjani in the tunnel scene from possession insane. there are just not enough words to properly convey the sheer incomprehensible immensity of everything happening here. the heartache the longing the realization the relief the comfort the tenderness the understanding the joy the love. truly changed the trajectory of my life my outlook my values the very foundations of my personhood i will never be the same

9. kitchen scene at the beginning of episode 12. yet another scene i can't think about for too long otherwise i start dying from multiple organ failure. i've never seen two people be more domestic in love and enamored with each other in my entire life like THE BACK HUG????? “WHATEVER COMES FROM YOU IS SO GOOD”????? PUEN’S HANDS ON TALAY’S WAIST????? TALAY CUPPING PUEN’S FACE LIKE HE DID IN THE GREYLLERY CONFESSION????? “I THANK YOU TOO FOR BEING BORN SO THAT I COULD LOVE YOU”????? FOUR KISSES IN A SINGLE SCENE????? this is how the rest of their lives is gonna look like and im honestly too mentally unwell to process any of it

10. ending scene in episode 12. PEOPLE DIED BECAUSE OF THIS SCENE!!!!!!! it’s me. im people. and i swear it’s not just because of horny puen, but because it’s seriously the most perfect ending they could have ever given them. the two of them fixing the RV together parallels the scene in ep 6 where they did the same in the alternate universe, and they actually gave us a visual representation of their journey and of how much their relationship has grown through the pink trumpet tree: what was once a small potted plant is now a 25-meter-tall tree with strong roots that won’t ever be moved, just like their love. they painted each other’s life pink forever and i will be on my death bed surrounded by nurses and my last words will be i would die for puentalay and then i will die for real!!!!!!!!!!!  

[CURRENTLY THROWING UP BLOOD BECAUSE I HAD TO LEAVE OUT SO MANY MOMENTS like the pinky promise and helmet scene in ep 3????? everything in ep 4????? the snow scene in ep 5????? the 12.960 minutes/777.600 seconds scene in ep 6????? the reconciliation in ep 7????? everything else in ep 8????? the “we got to see the same moon” and the river bank scenes in ep 12????? IMAGINE WINNING SO MUCH THAT A TOP 10 ISN’T NEARLY ENOUGH]