#pls ignore my rants I just needed to write it out

[castrotophic]

like i just wish i was rich and had the time to have regular therapy sessions and talk my bs out because i can really tell that theres smth not great going on up there lol but im just gonna ignore it because i have neither the time nor the money to deal with it rn. and i dont know if that will come back to bite me but i just hope it stops being so noticeable like soon because i cant keep having panic attacks and then telling myself im just faking my entire personality to make someone pay attention to me

[jasonntodd]

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[diaslust]

heyoo 😭 i never requested before but could you do ex!choso with a reader he thought was flirting with someone? smut or nott i dint care I JUST NEED MY GLORIOUS KING🙌

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EX!CHOSO PUNISHES YOU AFTER FLIRTING WITH A STRANGER . . . ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

warning/what's included: ex!choso, switch!choso, finger fucking, nipple pinching + twisting, semi-public sex, fem!reader, punishment sex, spit play, praise kink, hair pulling, bareback sex, whimpering/whiny choso 😫, pet names, NSFW ᯓᡣ𐭩.ᐟ ⊹

summary: ex!choso sees you talk with another stranger, noticing that they’re trying to take you home. flirting with you. he stops the conversation really quickly, and decides to punish you in the club bathroom for flirting with another man.

wc: 4.5k

a/n: i love ex!choso/dom!choso he's so amazing. if you can't tell i want dom!choso. also.... couldn’t tell if you wanted dom!choso...so just did him. he literally brainrots my mind. ((pls pls ignore if there’s spelling/grammatical errors it’s like 3 am)) ++ YES choso is my glorious beautiful vulnerable KING. thanks for requesting, anon! (hopefully you’re okay with fem!reader) i loved writing this :3 hope this is good enough for you ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

BE WARNED AND ENJOY ♡

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you scoff, seeing that being at the club with your friends in order to get over choso didn't help. at all.you ask the bartender for another drink, hoping it'd let you forget him. 

"hey beautiful," you turn to see who the unfamiliar voice belonged to. it was a man, trying to hit you up. for fucks sake, was god finally on your side now? 

"hey," you reply warmly, just as you get your second drink.

while you talk with the stranger trying to flirt with you, you don't notice that your ex, choso kamo, is there too. it was purely coincidence that he was there too, as he was at the club trying to not think of you too. "for fucks sake," he grumbled under his breath. women swayed and grinded on the dancefloor, but none of them caught his attention as much as you did. your hair was utterly gorgeous, and he couldn't stop thinking on how he used to tug on it while he pounded you from the back. and jesus, how he wished to snatch you from that man's arms and fuck you right in front of him. he was already so hard, yet you haven't even touched him yet.

"so, yeah, i- i golf with my dad and, uh- corporate-rich leaders," the stranger said. he already had such an obnoxious character. you lazily nodded, sipping your drink. you also knew that this man was such a pushover. well, what did you expect? he had, like, a 5 minute rant about him investing in crypto and bitcoin a few months ago and his bank account tanked. did he seriously think this was appealing to you at all? i mean, do you look like the type of person to enjoy that shit? you weren't drunk at all, but you wished you were so you could call a cab and get the fuck out of here. 

"so, i've been meaning to ask you," he said. "do you wanna… well… get out of here? i can take you to my house and we can... well, you know," he smirked.

jesus, his ego was so high. “you know, you’re—“ 

"no, she won't be doing that," a deep voice rumbled from behind you. wait, is that..?

"yo, dude, stop trying to cockblock here. she's clearly interested," the man laughed, but you knew he was completely pissed off behind that cheerful demeanor.

is that fucking CHOSO??

"she is not interested, as she is my girlfriend. now fuck off," your ex replied harshly. he turned to you, completely ignoring the protests of the man clearly trying to fuck you. "let's go, now," 

you were going to hesitantly accept the man’s request to fuck after like 15 minutes of meeting because you wanted to stop thinking of choso. but when choso was there, you felt so much more.. safer. you wanted choso to feel your warm body, to tie your hair intimately in the late of night. you nod, happily hopping off the stool, gripping his hand tightly. choso leads you to another part of the club, where it was slightly more quieter than the dancefloor. the music from the dancefloor still poured through every crack in the club, but it wasn't as loud now. he releases his grip on your hand quickly.

"what were you doing with that man?" choso asked, folding his arms together. his muscles really showed in that shirt. youquickly smirk.

"choso. kamo. we aren't dating anymore. do you seriously think-"

"do you seriously think i would ever get over you?" he interrupted, a flush of pink faintly appearing on his cheeks. a ghost of a smile flashed on your face, but you were still pissed at him for a potential good night of sex. though, really, did you think the bitcoin-loving man would give you a good time? nope.

"choso, you still-- you ruined a night of.. well," you whined. 

"i don't care if we're exes, i would still love you. even in the afterlife," replied the stubborn, dark-haired man. 

you glance away, trying to hide your red face. "c-choso. don't-"

choso held a rough hand on your waist and brought you closer. "you know you want to be touched again by me, just say the words and i'll do it," he tugged you even closer, whispering it in your ear. 

"i- i want you to touch me, choso," you mutter. 

"say that again, baby," choso smiled, and you already knew he had a hard-on. 

"i want you to.. to touch me, choso," you hid your face away in embarrassment, but you already felt his hand sliding over to your breasts, gingerly fondling your nipples through the fabric of your clothes.

"fuck, you don't know how long i've wanted this," he muttered. 

it felt like it was only you and him in that room. 

"choso- wait, can we go to the bathroom or something..?" 

"of course, baby," he whispered in your ear. 

you both sneak away from the loud music, from the strong smell of alcohol. you both go into the girls' bathroom and check the stalls to see if anyone is inside. while checking the last one, you hear the lock click in the girls bathroom.

"fuck choso, where'd you get the keys for the girls bathroom to?" 

choso turns, leaning on the bathroom wall. "i have friends, who have friends, who have friends. you get the gist," smirking, he walks closer to you pushing you closer near the sink. 

“choso, are you sure about this..? i— people could hear us, people might need to pee, they—“

choso shushed you, smushing his lips onto yours. you immediately melt into the kiss, grasping his head and bringing him closer. you travel across the girls bathroom, until finally bumping into the sink, yelping into his mouth. but you didn’t care. even if he was trying to stop the kiss, you shook your head. you were fine. all you needed was him. the touch of him. the smooth, silky feeling of his black hair, the look in his eyes when you agreed to something. 

“all i need is you, choso,” you utter. apparently, you were thinking out loud and hadn’t noticed that choso heard you. 

“you need.. who, baby?” he asks. he already knew the answer, but he wanted to hear you again. even after breaking up, he still loved the way you spoke to him. so gentle, so lovingly, so kind. after decades of harsh tones and yelling, he finally understood what it felt like to be loved. 

“wait, i— i didn’t mean to say that out loud,” you laughed. but he didn’t care.

“say it again,” he repeated. 

“i— fine.” you cleared your throat, tugging his tie, and raising yourself to his ear: “all i need, all i fuckingwant, is you, choso,” he tensed at your words, immediately bringing one of his arms to lift you onto the bathroom sink. 

“hey—“ you looked up at him, blinking confusedly. 

“tell me that you want me, tell me you want me to touch you,” choso said between his teeth.

“choso i already—“ 

“i. don’t. care. i— missed you saying that to me. , please tell me that again,” choso looked away, his jaw clenched. you were heartbroken. your breakup did affect the both of you. 

“i want you, choso kamo, to fuck me again,” you whisper. he looked back at you, his deep purple eyes searching for a hint of a lie in a sea of truth in yours.

“what— really?” he said, smiling sheepishly. 

“really,” you giggle. 

“then take it off,” 

“take.. what off?” you reply. 

“your shirt. and your bra,” 

“wow, you really love me don’t you,” you joke, smiling. choso’s face was neutral. 

you sigh, but you enjoyed it. “alright, then,” you slowly start sliding off your shirt, arching your back. you look up at him, towering over your body. he folded his arms, blinking. 

“the shirt’s off,” you say. now it was just you in your bra and skirt. 

“would you like to do the honors, choso?” you smile, signaling to your bra. choso’s taken aback, but he agrees silently. he moves closer towards you, bringing you to hugging distance. you hear the unclip of your bra, and he’s already feeling up your breasts. 

“fuck, i’ve missed you so, so much,” he groans softly. the dark-haired man starts rimming your right breast’s nipple and pinching the left’s nipple. he’s kissing and sucking your neck, making you moan a bit too loudly.

“s—shit! where—where’d you learn how to do this?” you breathe, a sweat breaking on your forehead. choso smirks against your neck. “i wanted to try something new with you,”

“i— wait,” you cry out, just as he twists your nipples.

“no, let me be in control of you for today,” he declares. 

“f—fuck, not like this,” you whine. 

“so you want me to stop?” 

“…no,” you throw your head back, already heavily breathing.

he stops touching your left tit and starts slowly taking off your skirt and panties. he starts going on his knees and biting the underwear off.

“choso, holy shit,” you say, out of instinct. you were too busy focusing on him pinching and squishing your breast to focus on what he was doing at the moment. he stands back up and starts unbuckling his pants and unbuttoning his shirt. he lets go of your chest, and you look down on his bulge. fuck, you forgot how large it was. you look back at him, and he’s so precise, so focused with what he’s doing you don’t notice his tip is already at the entrance of you. you yelp, looking down at his dick.

“fuck, i— i forgot how big you were,” you stutter, embarrassed at the fact. 

“okay then, i’ll sink in slowly. inch after inch,” he sank himself deeper into you, and you had to grasp his shoulder. you felt as if your heart staggered, waited until he was finally in. 

“f—fuck! slower, slower, slower,” you pant. your body tenses from his dick. oh god, how long has it been? you already felt yourself stretching so much from him. you both watched, whining and grunting, as your ex slowly slid himself into you. 

once he was fully in you, he grunted. “i’m- i’m gonna start moving now, okay baby?” you nodded vigorously. anything to feel him again. 

“oh, god— yes, yes,” moaning loudly, you grip on the sink’s edges and leave groove marks on his shoulder. you felt like such a slut, whoring yourself out for choso but it felt amazing. 

“you’re taking me so good baby, fuck— so good,” your ex whimpered. you raised your legs, crossing them on his waist while he increased his pace. it all felt so fucking great, you just couldn’t get enough of choso. 

“more, more, please,” you beg, throwing your head back desperately. your knuckles grew white from gripping the sink so tightly, and you felt yourself clenching from the burden in your pussy. you felt nothing else other than pleasure, grinding on his cock and rolling your eyes back so harshly. your orgasm was so fucking close. and you knew his was close too, but you just wanted him to fuck your brains out in so many positions. 

“fuck, yes, such a good girl,” he whined, increasing his pace. “look how your pussy takes me, baby. it’s like you’re fucking made for me.” you felt the club music on the sink, the vibration thrumming through your veins. you wanted to stay like this forever. yousaw his brows furrow together in pleasure, and oh my god he looked so beautiful. you fluttered your eyes closed, allowing yourself to relax and let him fuck you. 

“fuck— more, more, more, more,” you rambled, your mouth agape out of pleasure. his rough movements against you and the sound of his balls slapping your ass was so loud, so good. you were surprised someone wasn’t banging on the door trying to piss or throw up. fuck, even to have sex just like you too were doing. even though the club music was loud, you heard choso’s heavy breathing and whimpering over it and that made you throb for him so much harder. you let go of the sink, quickly grasping onto his shoulders. suddenly, you heard him spit into his fingers and start rubbing your clit. 

“ch—choso,” you popped your eyes open. “what are you— fuck!” 

“y—yes, baby?” he grunted, focused on making you cum. 

“do that again,” you smile. “that was so fucking hot,” the ecstasy of him and the sweat breaking out on his forehead was just enough for you. choso grunts, faintly smiling. you heard the sound of his spit again and starts stroking your clit again. your legs shake roughly against his waist out of the pure emotion of sex. was this how it felt? to be fucked so well? you heard him panting, rambling about how good you felt, how tight you were. 

“f—fuck- i think- i think i’m gonna come,” choso swallows. you chest heaved, your tits bouncing from him constantly pounding into you. 

“i’m gonna come,” you scream, leaving bright-red scratch marks on his back. 

“f-fuck, i think i’m gonna come too,” he whimpered loudly. you felt yourself spitting out cum from your pussy, and he quickly pulls out, webs of thick white escaping his cock. his breathing gradually slowed, and you slowly escaped from nirvana to focus on him. his sweaty face, his beautiful sweaty body, his pink lips spreading into a beautiful, soft smile.

you panted, “i fucking love you,” 

choso pinched your nipple and replied: “i love you too, baby,” 

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[acracana]

//twst book 7 ch.12 spoilers

My Word Vomit on Ch. 12

I had a feeling with how they kept bringing up how much Silver has been using his um (over 20 times now) in the last chapter that there would be some type of repercussion for him. After this chapter, I’m 99.9% sure that they’re building up to it.

Idk what the repercussions would be, though. Maybe he just won’t be able to use his um for a while and his magic is depleted (though Ace’s um might solve the dream hopping part if that’s 's the case). There’s a chance he overblots ig but I doubt that’s the route the game takes. Silver reawakens his curse and falls into a deep sleep again? Weird turn but sure, I could see it happening under the right writing.

we also still don’t have Silver ssr card for book 7 (malleus and silver better be getting cards). I feel like we’ll be wrapping up book 7 soon. Hopefully, it’ll be less than like 50 more chapters. It’ll be interesting to see how they incorporate “knight of dreams” and “king of the abyss” for them. I sorta want to see them clash as a parallel to their parents, but I also think they should also just hug it out and talk about their feelings about Lilia leaving them. In the end, I feel like Silver understands Malleus’s feelings the most because they are losing the same person.

Ace’s discovery of his UM was so well executed. He’s having his character development guys 🥹. I didn’t think it would happen this quickly after his dream though—I thought we’d get a couple of more chapters without it. It’s very op, but I wonder if he needs to have a similar magic pool for him to completely use the other person’s UM. If not, then there’s the trump card for defeating Malleus but I really hope it’s not that easy.

I have a feeling that now that Ace has his um, it’ll play a big part in the fight against Malleus—whether he uses it for Malleus’s magic, Silver’s magic, or even someone else’s, but I hope that, in the end, the main conflict is between and resolved with the diasomnia members. For a book whose main themes revolves around them, family, and their lack of communication, the message has kinda been pushed to the back burner as they hopped between other characters’ dreams.

ALTHOUGH, I think Riddle’s Dream is good to tie back the book’s theme of family (maybe even its theme of forgiveness, but idk). Riddle obviously cares for his parents, and I don’t doubt that he still loves his mother despite everything. I feel like the fandom treats Mrs. Rosehearts as a one-dimensional villain (she’s a horrible mother, don’t get me wrong), but she acts as she does because she genuinely thinks that is what is good for her son and his future. But she ignores/dismisses her son’s attempts to communicate his wants/needs to her, which I feel is the main issue. I could draw some parallels between her and Lilia’s parenting methods, but I’ll open that can of worms on another day.

Ok, rant done. This chapter was so good, and the cliff-hanger is also *chef’s kiss*. I’m so excited for the book to be coming to and end soon. I still hope they go to crowley’s dream just because it would be funny (lore drop pls).

[buckyalpine]

Here is a list of things that make me mad in no particular order. Angry ranting. Pls ignore this, I'm just screaming into the void. These example apply to very specific situations I've encountered with people who are perfectly capable of doing better.

People who lack common sense. Social awareness. Common courtesy. Saying "Oh my God, I'd never do that" when they've never been even close to said situation but they're now experts on how they'd act while sitting on their pristine Thoroughbred horse, sipping on English tea with their pink so high it may as well be in their nose.

People who say "Well I wouldn't care if it happened to me" or "I'm just being honest" when you point out something they did/said.

When autocorrect/spellcheck decides it cannot for the life of it figure out what you're trying to spell OR it gives you suggestions for every word under the sun except the one you want. All you did was leave out a single letter with the rest of it spelled perfectly and spellcheck decides to go into a coma. So you fix the mistake and the little squiggly red line goes away. Fuck you.

Gnats. WTF is you're problem. I've Googled this shit cause I want to know why tf you can't just fly straight, why do you have to buzz all over the damn place near my head of all places.

Flies. Same thing as above. Why tf can't you just fly straight. WHY NEAR MY EAR. You have the entire world and you decided my room is the place to be? And now we're both miserable because you keep hitting yourself against the window after noticing your grave mistake. I leave the door wide open but you want to keep body slamming the glass.

Giving me life advice on something you know nothing about.

People who don't love their pets. Yeah, you take care of them but you do it as a chore and then complain about it. Those little fur babies deserve it all, give them the best or don't have pets at all.

Holier than thou attitude.

People who laugh at those who are visibly upset and tell them they're being too sensitive.

Allergies. IDK Why tf my body acts surprised as hell every single spring. It's just fucking pollen. Why are you trying to fight it. Do you understand that in your brilliant plan to try and fight the little evaders you actually make me want to end it all because my nose is itching and my eyes are watering and I can't breathe. Food allergies are another level of bullshit. I'll never forget the day this one girl tells me she wished she had allergies? Like it makes you special, mf what??? She was being serious too.

Thin, straight, fine black hair. Can't do anything with it. It doesn't hold hairstyles, doesn't curly, gets heavy as soon as you use any product and 90% of the time it just looks like Snape cosplay. Ask me how I know

Parents who buy their very young children shoes with laces. This is inconvenient for all of us. why tf would you do this when Velcro exists. Your 4 year old doesn't need laces when they have no clue how to even eat cheese with their crackers, mf why did you buy this shoe for them?!

Bananas. Hate them with a burning passion. The smell. The texture. I hate the peel is left out and about like it isn't making the entire room smell. Don't even get me started on banana breath. (Keep in mind this is not me saying I think they're gross. I wish I liked them because they're a super convenient snack and very healthy)

People who lie and say you can't taste the banana in a smoothie. Yes, I can. You always can. You can have 1000lbs of any fruits and that single banana will still stand out.

People who don't understand mental illness/ act ignorantly to those suffering.

Big companies who ask you to donate to stuff. You're going to use this as a tax write off, stfu.

Inflation.

People who laugh at others for not knowing something. Maybe that thing had 0 relevance to their life. Maybe they learned about that because they were taught something else. Either way, how is it funny.

People who laugh at those learning a new language. You're the fucking worst. They are LEARNING. Let them get used to the pronunciation, let them get accustomed to sentence structures, let them make mistakes without being embarrassed. You're the embarrassing one cackling you're damn ass off while they're trying to do something new. You're discouraging them from wanting to continue because you feel the need to be an asshole.

People who make everything a serious debate/conversation.

People who steal. Not out of necessity but just because they can. I'll never forget overhearing this group of kids in my high school bragging and laughing their asses off over how much candy they stole from other kids. They also stole phones. These were not troubled kids mind you, they were doing this for shits and giggles.

Eczema. So fucking itchy, why can't skin just act right. It feels awful, looks awful and just comes and goes as it pleases.

People who clown you for who you find attractive. Why. If I find this person attractive, what in the ever loving flying fuck does it have to do with you. It's just so unnecessarily rude. I don't even get how its funny or why you find it okay to call someone ugly as if this is something they personally have control over.

I'm going to add more to this list.

[gtgbabie0]

A thought just came to me, and it’s fluff (kinda angsty if you squint but overall just protective leon) when f!reader (his S/O) comes home from work and subtly complains about some guy (co-worker) being “strange” and flirting with her and stuff and eventually she just comes home one day and rants about how it’s making her really uncomfy (and then ofc my bbg Leon comforts her and now has a murder plan)

I love this idea because I saw in one of your drabbles the mention of Leon not even thinking about sharing reader, and now I’m wondering what he would think of when even reader doesn’t like the persons advances and is uncomfy

If this is too triggering or uncomfortable for you, pls ignore!! I love ur writing ❤️❤️

-Leon Kennedy x reader

Ahhh thank you for requesting, I love protective Leon sm!! I hope you enjoy my lovelies!

CW- harassment

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Office jobs are already god awful, the last thing you need is some creepy, sleaze-ball who can’t take a hint for the life of him and by just your luck that’s exactly who you have to work with. The new intern, Harry, had been nothing but inappropriate with his constant jokes about the women he’s slept with, or his flirtatious manner that was horribly accompanied by his wandering hands.

It was starting to make you feel way too uncomfortable so much in fact you left ten minutes early just to avoid him in the parking lot. You had, along with several other women, already spoken with your bosses who in turn told you they’d ‘Keep an eye on him’ which was not helpful, at all, in fact, his actions only worsened through the week.

So when you finally get home you let out a heavy sigh, feeling the stress melt away as Leon calls your name lovingly from the kitchen. “Hey angel, you’re back early” he says walking over to you with a soft smile.

Leon always looks so warm and inviting but right now when he’s wearing his old collage jumper with a pair of joggers, well it sparks something in you and you just can’t help it as you practically fling yourself at him. Your arms wrap around his shoulders as you tug him into a hug.

He smiles when you breathe in deeply because, god, did he smell like heaven, “Yeah, I missed you- so much” you mumble against his shoulder, a sigh falling from your lips as his hands soothe against the small of your back, pulling your blouse out from where’s its tucked into your pencil skirt, so he can slip his hands underneath the fabric, his warm hands splaying across your back.

Leon catches on fairly quickly that there’s something wrong, he can tell by your tone, and when he pulls away slightly to look at you he doesn’t miss the strained smile you flash him. “Missed you too baby” he presses a kiss to your hairline, “Tell me what happened?” there’s a certain softness to his tone that melts you, completely opening the floodgates.

“Well y’know that new intern?” You ask as you both walk into the kitchen, the setting sun dusting the room with an orangey light as it reflects against the dark wooden cupboards, it was a homely feeling.

The softness of the light against Leon’s face made him look so handsome, despite the frown that confronts his face as he runs a hand down his stubbled cheek.

He nods with a stiff “Yeah” as he bites the inside of his cheek. Of course, Leon knew him, the creep wouldn’t leave you alone, the thought of him making you even the slightest bit uncomfortable made Leon seethe with anger.

“Well telling my boss hasn’t done shit- I swear he’s only gotten worse” you sigh picking at your cuticles, an action Leon is quick to stop as he holds your hands in his.

“Gotten worse how sweetheart?” He asks, tilting his head as he tries to meet your gaze. There’s a dreadful pit that grows in his stomach as he waits for your response with a certain fear.

“He just makes everyone feel so uncomfortable, I mean it’s bad Leon- even some of the other guys have called him out, he just doesn’t listen,” you tell him, noticing how the grasp he has on your hands tightens slightly.

You take a deep breath although it comes out a lot more shaky than you would like, “I have to share the desk next to his, and he keeps flirting with me and trying to touch my shoulders- I swear I’m gonna staple his hands together” you giggle trying to make light of the situation because if you don’t laugh about it you might end up crying.

The sentence tips Leon off the edge and what he really wants to do is much more than staple his hands together, but he pushes that to the side when he catches onto the tears that glaze over your eyes.

“You’re not going in tomorrow- I’ll call your boss” he says leaving no room for argument, a sudden protectiveness caging around his heart. His arms encircle your shoulders as he holds you against him with a gentle sway.

However, you know you can’t avoid it altogether, “Leon I can’t not go to work,” you tell him, pulling back slightly to look at him, anger still flickering through his eyes.

“Then I’ll drop off and pick you up” he huffs pressing a kiss to your forehead, “I’ll put on my mean boyfriend face” he whispers, frowning very over dramatically as he brushes his nose against yours.

He stops after he gets a giggle from you, satisfied at the joy that overtakes your face although it doesn’t last for long as he pulls back, watching the happiness dissipate from your face. It hurts him to see you like this, his chest tightens and it only fuels his anger towards this sleaze.

“Hey, I’m serious” his tone is so soft despite the growing anger, “I’ll call your boss, tell him you’re not going in until that creep gets fired” he presses a kiss to your forehead, tucking your hair behind your ear.

You look up at him with a soft smile, “I love you” you whisper, leaning into his hand as he cups your jaw, his thumb smoothing over your cheek.

“I love you too sweetheart” he says, bringing you into a warm almost protective hug, kissing the top of your head as his hands soothe against your back in a comforting manner, “Let’s go get some food, yeah?” He says as you nod against his chest, feeling a whole lot safer.

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[enihk-writes]

Question, are you okay with writing about yandere? Bcs if yes, I genuinely need ur thoughts on CM as one :3

So, I've been reading the novel (ngl, the manhwa's pace is concerning) and I have begun to notice how determined and obsessive of a person he can be—per se in helping the sect to grow, killing the demon cult members, etc. How loyal and faithful he is—to the sect and his sahyung, specifically. How easily attached is he to the right person—like with the new mount hua sect, the gang ofc. And many more, JUST, like, I had the realization how much potential he has as a yandere and it got me tweaking (ofc, I do not mean to downplay CM's character just like that, he is an amazing guy with flaws, and charm, pls don't come at me)

If not, then please ignore this ask, thank you for listening to my rant <333

(!!) this is a reader self-insert discussion

nah because you got me tweaking as well like this guy has the ingredients to be a classic yandere,, i think everyone's favourite hc is that jang ilso is an extremely possessive yandere and cm is kinda like that except that he's got more "social awareness" courtesy to chung mun which makes him reel in his unsavoury behaviours...

i imagine that he's always been very protective over what he deemed as his — his family, his home, his friends and if there were anything that came along to threaten that normalcy, he would never just stand by to let it happen.

which might have lead to him being so casually cruel with the ones he deem as the "outsider" or the ones who would not help his people. i.e. the demonic cult, the sapa, the other sects and organisations that watched mount hua fall...

when a man who's already this obsessive on the daily towards his platonic relationships, can you imagine how it's going to be like when he falls in love with someone???

in my canon, cm and tb definitely fell for each other like idk abt yall but their old man yaoi was so real to me.... and cm stuck by tb's side alot even though cm never really confirmed nor denied his feelings for tb, because he kept thinking that they still had so much time left until they didn't...

(x reader) content beyond this point

in his 2nd life, he went about determined to never fall in love with anyone ever again but when he does inevitably fall for someone new, cm decided that he won't make the same mistake twice. he doesn't waste his time and lets you know right then that he likes you. whether or not you accept his confession doesn't matter — he would still treat you the same like everyone else. except that i think that he's going to be so much harder on you compared to the rest during training.

his logic here is:

train you to be the strongest you can be > higher chance of survival > can stay by his side for a much longer time

he won't be kind, he won't coddle you either and it's to the point where if you and him were together, you'd begin to wonder if he even likes you at all.

the one time you asked him to take it easy on you, that you were almost at your limit for the day... and he said no... and it pissed you off so much that all the frustration piling up quietly within your heart poured out through tears and you asked if he's ever loved you.

cm is stunned, but only for a moment before he says that he does; so stop being ridiculous and pull yourself together.

none of that soothed you so you ask him why he's so mean to you? and cm finally snapped, you're not making sense to him — he thinks that what he's doing is the best thing he could do for you, and if you can't keep up, maybe you should quit being a disciple and just live as a civilian. and because you can't fight anymore he should move you in with him. you two could play house as much as you wanted in a place that only he knew about, under his watchful eye you would never get hurt and you both would get what you both want... is this the life you are asking him to give you?

what were you supposed to say to that? if that was his way of showing his love for you, then it wasn't the type of love you'd want. you had to get away somehow... but we're talking about one of the strongest swordsman in the jiangshu... how were you?

you tried, to your credit, like a fish in a net — but cm is smart, he figures out what you need and always strives to fulfill them all, that way you can't say you're leaving him because he can't give you what you want.

in the end, you'll be so tired out that you let him do whatever he desires, much to cm's delight. the experience had taught him how to be more considerate towards his lover, and he thanks you with unwanted kisses in a show of unfiltered affection.

finally... finally you were going to stay here with him for good.

[luvv4svt]

Scandalous - JWW

Pairing: President!Wonwoo X Mistress!Y/N

Rating:18+

WC:2,104

Summary: Messing with a married man was bad enough right? It's worst when he's president. It's even worse when you show up to his office despite him telling you not to.

Warnings: rough sex, unprotected sex (wrap before tap), slight boob play, masturbation(male and female), cheating, cuss words, mentions of both characters being selfish, smoking(not rlly Y/N just has one sitting between her lips) mentions of male and female genitalia, slight slut shaming, kissing, seduction, denial of release, oral sex, slight teasing.

MDNI!!!

A/N: I had so much fun writing this also this is one of the first things I've written and completed in months without deleting it and closing the doc also the only knowledge I have of sex is from reading and watching porn so pls don't attack me. Anyways enjoy this piece and stay blessed x.

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Wonwoo walked down the hushed hallway, his shoes tapping lightly against the floor as he passed the pictures of his predecessors. He felt the weight of their eyes on him as he travelled through the dimmed hallway. He held his phone to his ear as he listened to his wife rant about her day to him. 

“Of course sweetheart, I’ll discuss with my advisers.” He assured his wife as he turned round the corner, heading straight to his office.

He placed his hand on the doorknob, and let the door widen a bit before pushing it open. He felt his heart stop as he walked into the room. There you were, sitting on top of his desk whilst a cigarette sat between your lips, displaying casual confidence. 

“Wonu, baby are you still there?” His wife questioned, oblivious to the scene he had just walked into.

“Yes I’m here darling, something came up and I have to call you back okay? He answered as his eyes raked up your figure, noticing the way the tight blue top clung to your chest like a second skin.

“Alright, honey see you later.” His wife responded as he ended the call, taking slow steps towards you.

Wonwoo felt alot of emotions hit him, ranging from shock to confusion to anger and then to longing. He had strictly told you never to show up to his office because he was the President and he needed to keep his image squeaky clean, he couldn’t have anyone know of your affair because it would destroy everything he had worked for. Also, he hated mixing business with pleasure.

Wonwoo knew he had two choices, he could either put an end to your antics or he could allow himself to fall into your trap once again. 

“You shouldn’t be here.” He said, frustration laced in his tone.

“I know.” You say allowing a smirk to make its way to your face as you take out the cigarette.

You were aware of the risk you were taking. Messing around with the President was bad enough but you didn’t care. You wanted him and you were going to have him no matter what.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you,” You continue, watching the way he tensed as he looked at you.

"This isn't the time nor place." He seethed.

“The things you do and say to me.” You breathe out, ignoring his previous remark.

“The way you touch and kiss me.” You seductively say as your hand travels up your chest to your neck.

“The way you make me feel.” You shamelessly state, watching as he closes his eyes visibly contemplating whether he should give in to your temptation. 

You slowly start parting your legs, “Open your eyes, baby.”

Within seconds his eyes were open, raking down your body for the second time this night.

You could tell it was working as a tent began to form within his slacks, showcasing his arousal. 

“Don’t fight it, darling, I know you want it.” You tempt watching as his jaw clenches.

Now your legs were completely apart, you struggled to hide your smile as he walked towards you. He murmured something as he walked over to you, standing between your legs. Almost immediately his lips were on yours, kissing with so much passion and intensity.

Bingo. 

“Mmh.” You moaned against his lips as you kissed him with the same amount of intensity.

He trailed kisses down your nape, as your hand held his shoulder to steady yourself.

You moved your neck, granting him more access. He gently nipped at the skin then began to suck on it causing you to moan out in pleasure.

You wanted him to take you and mark all over your body.

You pushed him off of you, standing up from the desk and began to remove your top seductively revealing your bare chest. The air of the room hit your nipples instantly, causing them to harden along with your arousal. You threw the top to the ground and seductively shimmied out of your skirt allowing it to join your top on the floor. Now you were naked, the only piece of clothing remaining were your panties. You quickly pulled them down and kicked them to the side, joining your top and skirt.

“Go over to the couch, spread your legs and play with yourself whilst watching me undress.” He ordered and you followed his instruction without hesitation.

The cold feeling of the couch against your naked body set off a chain of goosebumps across your skin as you adjust your position on the couch. You trailed your hand down to your pussy, feeling your wetness coat your fingers as Wonwoo removed his blazer painfully slowly. 

You insert a finger into yourself causing a gasp to escape your lips. You start slowly at first trying to find the right pace. 

“How’d you get in here?” He questioned as he undid the buttons of his sleeves.

“I pulled a few strings.” You respond as you continue to finger yourself.

“Add another finger.” He instructs as he unbuttons his shirt, eyeing you like a piece of meat.

You oblige with his request as your fingers slide in and out of you slickly. You try your hardest to keep your eyes on Wonwoo but the pleasure you were feeling was too good. Your eyes clamp shut as you moan.

“Eyes on me pretty.” He demands.

Your eyes fly open, Wonwoo was finally unbuckling his belt.

You bit your lip as a fresh wave of pleasure washed over you. Your wetness trickled onto the couch. You add another finger as your stomach begins to tense up.

“I’m gonna cum.” You groan out as you watch Wonwoo remove his boxers, revealing his thick, long cock leaking with precum.

A moan escapes your lips as he walks towards you, your breathing rate increases as he inches closer and closer.

He spreads your legs wider, before kneeling, he places your legs over his shoulders. His breath fans against your cunt as he removes his glasses before peppering kisses down your stomach to your pussy. His tongue glides across your clit so freely that it causes you to let out yet another moan.

“Quit teasing.” You manage out as you try to recover from the brief but powerful action. 

Almost immediately, he attacks your clit by sucking and licking on it. You become a moaning mess as he continues to work wonders on your pussy. Your fingers weave their way through his hair as your back arches off the sofa. 

“Fuck Wonu, you’re so good, baby.” You compliment him as you feel him smile into your clit.

The familiar feeling of your stomach clenching up in pleasure returns as he continues to lap at your cunt. You feel yourself inch closer and closer to the finish line. A guttural moan escapes your lips as you feel yourself come undone on his tongue.

Your body jolts as it tries to recover from the pleasure. Your eyes water due to the overwhelming sensation. After some time, Wonwoo smiles up at you whilst his chin is sheathed with your wetness.

Wonwoo gives you a few moments to calm down, he strokes at his cock as he peers down at you.

You sit up slightly then part your legs before looking up at him, a naughty smile paints your face as you anticipate his next move.

He takes small steps towards you as he continues to stroke his length, desire evident in his eyes.

“You’re selfish you know.” He says.

“How so Mr President?” You mock as you engage in the unofficial staring contest.

“You came here to see me after I strictly told you to never come to the office.” He answered, now he was a step away from you. A step away from destroying you, a step away from being unfaithful to his wife once again.

“So are you.” You retort as you feel your heart fight against the restraint of your chest.

He turns his head to the side and furrows his brows in fake confusion,” How so gorgeous?” He repeated, tone laced with a hint of mockery.

Now he was in front of you, lining his cock up with your entrance.

“Yo-” You pause, gasping at the feeling of him inside you. Although you two have had sex multiple times in the past, his size never failed to shock you.

“What’s wrong pretty girl?” He continues,” Cat got your tongue?” He teases before thrusting into you.

“Now tell me, how am I selfish?” He requests as he continues thrusting into you gently.

“F-fuck.” You moan out as you grip his shoulder for support.

“Tell me now or you’re not cuming tonight.” He seethed through gritted teeth.

Upon hearing this, you suck in a breath,” Y-you’re selfish b-because you have a w-whole ass wife, yet you m-mess around with m-me.” 

With that, he quickens his pace, causing your breasts to jiggle due to the pace of his thrust. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as you become a moaning mess. You were in a completely different plane of existence. 

“Y-you can’t h-have your cake and e-eat it too.” You add 

It’s almost like your comment strikes a nerve, as it seems he increases his pace once again causing a string of moans to exit your lips. 

Now, he was practically pounding into you, causing both of you to let out sounds of pleasure. 

“What you’re forgetting gorgeous.” He starts as he thrusts into you mercilessly

“I’m the motherfucking president.” He grits out, his thrusts becoming harsher and harsher by the minute. You knew you were going to be extremely sore after this but you didn’t care. The way he felt inside you was delicious.

“I can be as selfish as I want.” He groans out as you squeeze around his cock.

You couldn’t even respond to his answer because of how fucked out you were. Your hair was a complete mess along with your makeup that had smudged along the way. Your hand was now on your nipple, pinching and pulling at it as moans of his name exited your lips like a mantra.

Before you knew it, he had lifted you off the couch and walked over to his desk, he pushed off all the things on his desk before laying you down flat. He thrusted into you again without warning drawing out yet another moan.

You felt a knot begin to form within your stomach, You gripped his arm drawing his attention to you. 

“I’m gonna cum.” You manage out feeling his pace slow down.

“Don’t you dare.” He orders, his hand had now found its way to your clit and he began to rub at it.

Your moans grew louder and louder as he hit your cervix, sending a bundle of sensations through your body. You didn’t care who heard you now, all you cared about was chasing your orgasm.

The knot in your stomach grew tighter and tighter as you tried your hardest not to come undone on his dick.

You could tell he was close to the edge as well, his thrusts were growing sloppy and his cock began to twitch within you. It was getting harder to hold out on cumming. 

“Cum for me baby.”He groaned out 

With that, you let go of your inner restraint and came all over his cock, you twitched as he continued to lazily thrust into you.

A moan escapes your lips once again as he pulls out, he starts stroking his length again before asking you to kneel before him. You get off the desk and get on your knees before wrapping your hand around his length, sucking at the tip whilst jerking him from the base. 

With a final suck, you took him out of your mouth and continued to jerk him off whilst his moans and groans filled the room. Thick, white ropes of cum spurted out of his dick onto your tongue and parts of your face. 

You wipe some of it off and bring the finger to your lips before sucking it off whilst locking eyes with Wonwoo. 

“You’re so slutty.” He breathes out.

“Only for you.” You answer as a naughty smirk makes its way to your face.

You stand up and walk over to him before pushing him back onto the couch, you swing a leg over his lap and settle down on his cock whilst your lips move to his ear.

“You’re mine tonight, Mr President.” You whisper as you slowly begin to bounce on his cock.

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[softxsuki]

Urgent request! Before I start I just want to say that if you are overwhelmed with asks or are uncomfortable with this request please feel free to ignore it. Anyway, can I request baji, and mitsuya with a very sunshine/ happy go lucky gf who’s always smiling but one day they see her self harm scars (that she’s never said anything about)? I’ve always been the therapist friend and the one to help people when no one else would, but no one ever helped me.

I always wear long sleeves cause mine go all up my arm and I hate them. I’ve been clean for a few years now but I never wear short sleeves due to people making uncomfortable comments and just out right being rude to me for having them. I’ve had family members yell at me for hurting myself/ having scars, never really asking if I’m ok. I just want to comforted by my favorite boys and actually be able to vent to someone without being judged and not have to keep up being happy all of the time.

Side note: keep up the great work, I’ve read through your stuff and it has really brought me comfort :’) also take as much time as you need, i don’t want to rush you

Baji and Mitsuya (Separate) Comforting Sunshine S/O After Seeing Her Scars

mentions of self-harm and scars, please don't read if those things will be harmful to you, rather than comforting pls

Pairings: Baji x Fem!Reader, Mitsuya x Fem!Reader

Warnings: mentions of scars, alluding to self-harm

Genre: Comfort

Word Count: 520

Post-Type: Headcanons

Summary: In which you're usually happy-go-lucky so they're shocked when your sleeve raises and they see scars there

[A/N: Hey hun <3 thank you so much for being so sweet and patient, I really appreciate it! I was more than happy to write this for you. I just hope this is able to bring you some comfort! Thank you always for the support <3]

Baji:

Baji is shocked, he’s used to seeing your strong side, the side of you that’s always put together and happy

You always had a smile on your face and never failed to spread that sunshine to the people around you as well, including himself–it’s one of the reasons why he fell for you so quickly

So when he sees those scars for the first time and you let him in on what you’ve been feeling behind your smile, he becomes very protective over you

Not only did he think he needed to protect you from others, but now also from yourself

Of course, this man was always protective of you, but even more so when he sees your scars

He feels bad for the times he ranted to you when you were probably going through your own struggles and he didn’t even realize it

Awkwardly says that he’s there for you if you want to talk about anything (he’s bad with feelings, but at least he’s trying)

Give him some time to loosen up and get used to all this

Yes, he’s very awkward at first and kinda doesn’t know how to go about acting now, but give him some guidance and he’ll figure it out

He loves you and just wants you to be okay, so expect a very clingy Baji for the next few weeks until you open up more to him and show your true feelings in front of him instead of hiding them behind a smile like you always did

Mitsuya: 

Mitsuya is also shocked at the sight of your scars, but he’d never let that shock appear on his face

He has always been your biggest support system, so he’s definitely going to be even more now than ever

Presses kisses to your scars, no matter how old or fresh they are, with the utmost of care, showing you how much he loves you and how these scars change nothing between you

Goes out of his way to design you shirts with long sleeves or jackets when the weather gets colder that he knows you’ll love, if you decide to continue to cover the scars

But makes sure you know that there’s nothing to hide, he accepts all of you, even your arms with scars, and nobody would be stupid enough to comment about them with him around

To him, those scars are proof of your strength, you got through some of the hardest moments of your life and you’re still around pushing through it all, he admires that so much, but he’d never let you go through those battles alone anymore to the point where cutting felt like your only route to relief

Mitusya makes extra time for you in his day, checking in on you and spending time with you to make sure you’re doing okay

Encourages you to speak your true feelings with him, there’s absolutely no judgment with him at all; you don’t need to plaster a fake smile on your face to please him

He wants to face your problems with you and help you overcome them together

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Posted: 12/11/2023

[gureumz]

hi! (idk if this hard hour ask is within your comfort zone, pls feel free to ignore this if it's not)

jungwon with a cat!hybrid gf has been occupying my mind rent free lately and i need to rant about it somewhere 🗣️

i jst think that jungwon has a master or sir kink in bed (esp since you're a cat hybrid) and he wouldn't even know it at first until the name just slipped out while he was fucking you. you wld utter the word "master" and he would immediately pause bc he never thought about it but the thought of you referring to him by a name of authority gets him so horny 🤭

i also think that despite you two not having an owner-pet relationship since that's kinda dehumanising, he wld loveee to have you wear pretty collar for him while you're in bed

(again, feel free to ignore if this makes you uncomfortable to write about 💖)

you're convinced you're about to die while in heat.

jungwon has been a big help, giving you whatever you needed as much as he could. but it just wasn't enough. something was lacking and you needed more.

your ears are twitching uncontrollably. your tail swishi ng about as you climb over jungwon's lap. he's on his phone, a look of concentration on his face.

"wonie," you whine, arms circling around your boyfriend's neck. you're already dripping, cunt rubbing against jungwon's crotch.

"again, baby?" jungwon asks, expression a mix of pity and exasperation. "we just finished, my love."

you let out a sound of protest as you desperately grind on him. "'s not enough! need you again, please please please."

jungwon sighs, setting his phone on the side. he pushes you off slightly, just enough for him to pull his sweats below his half hard dick.

"do it however you want to, okay kitty?"

you hurriedly align jungwon to your entrance, sinking down easily. your eyes roll back as you take all of him in, clumsily riding jungwon to full hardness.

"f-fuck yes! you feel so good, need your cock every day, master, please," you babble, unaware of one word that so easily slipped out of you.

you yelp as you feel a sting in your scalp. you reach behind your head and feel jungwon gripping your hair tightly in one hand. his other digs painfully into your hip.

"master, huh? need cock so bad that you need a master to tell you what to do because you're fucked way beyond dumb?" jungwon questions, tangling his fingers further in your hair.

you nod. "yes, master! need you, kitty needs you!"

jungwon's eyes darken, a smirk tugging on his lips.

"okay, kitty. show your master how much you need it."

[anitalenia]

Some updates… okay so everyone who has requested dividers either my inbox or replying to posts I HAVE SEEN THEM 😭 no need to repeat yourselves or spam my inbox saying the same request over and over, no offense 😁💖💖💅🏻

I’ve been working a lot and don’t really want to make dividers other people want right now, I did that for a while and got a lil burned out, so I’ve just been making dividers I feel like making right now 😭 it’s no offense to anyone, and I’m so happy that people love my dividers but pls understand I have a lot of requests in my inbox for them, it’s going to take a while to finish them all. And even then, it says on my homepage DIVIDER REQUESTS CLOSED (which apparently no one has paid attention to besides a few blessed people), unless you want to wait weeks / months for them to be made. I’m focusing a lot on work rn and barely even post on Tumblr nowadays as it is. I’m trying my best, but I’m not going to make dividers I’m not 100% committed to. Quality over quantity 💅🏻

Sorry for the rant but that’s all I had to say. Again no offense to anyone, I deeply appreciate the support and love my dividers get but you’re not the only person who wants dividers, a lot of people do and like I said they’ll get done when they get done 😭 I’m not being paid to make them, it’s on my free time which I don’t really have a lot of right now. And I’ve been wanting to write dc things for some reason, any fellow writer knows that when inspiration strikes you NEED to act on it before it’s gone 😙

Anyway, not trying to seem rude or ungrateful just trying to be honest. LOVE YOU ALL 💖 I promise I have seen every request, no one is being ignored or deleted 💖

[jinuaei]

i remember seeing ur plagas priest art for leon and thinking "damn these designs go hard asf" maybe u could do like ...plagas leon but like a monster ver?? i feel like ur interpretation of mutated monster plagas leon would b rly cool idk just throwing an idea out there 🤔🤔

This is not as monster like as I wanted but oh well. Also its only a sketch bc I had to show it as soon as possible or my brain will tell me to change it and waste another 3 days just remaking it over and over.

Had to do some extensive research to get a design that would fit the actual Lore (which was not needed really, eventually ignored it)

It's based on the fact that he was injected with the recessive strain of plaga in re4r(I could be wrong), instead of outright becoming like those headless ganados I went for the more graceful approach. Tentacles are what I noticed at first and I wanted that for monster plagas Leon. Since he doesn't have the dominant species the mutation is not as severe as the others, i.e Krauser and Saddler.

I didn't write this on the notes but I wanted the arm to be blackened, maybe from of necrosis, but really I just wanted black arms because its sexy, and the veins ties it all neatly.

You may notice that the hair is different here, and it's what I said earlier. I keep changing stuff. pain. was making it with re4 Leon but then my brain said PLAGAS PRIEST!!!!!!!

Anyways, loved the veins theme, kept it. Mouth is the product of my brain suddenly hyperfixating on yautjas for like 2 hours and yeah.

I do wanna say that I was heavily inspired by the amazing artists here on tumblr, I was scrolling down the plagas Leon tag and there's so many great designs, albeit kinda repetitive (pls dont hate me). And well the initial design was gonna be the same but yk, I had to perfect it and wanted it to be accurate. Then began the research.

This was the sketch for the initial design before I changed it to tentacles.

That's my design, sorry for the rant it could've been shorter.

[saintobio]

Omg ok ok hello! I had this huge rant in my head about sy and sn so pls feel free to ignore it, but I love your writing so much and it gives me some STRONG FEELINGS. First of all it surprised me that I like the way you write y/n cuz she doesn't become a "bitch" after the whole deal with Gojo and have some elaborate revenge plan, but she is also not a goody two shoes (even if she stayed with Gojo earlier but she had a lot of external pressure to stay in the marriage). Not that those tropes are necessarily bad but it's just more realistic this way. She's just a person who has been deeply hurt and is trying to do right by others. Even if she has made big mistakes, she still wants to make up for them cuz she's not completely in the right either. Also getting bashed by everyone for trying to make amends/ not following their advice regarding you own life; while very triggering for me (lol) is also just such a natural reaction. Not right, just natural. When things get out of people's hands and they want to blame someone for it, they often go for the one who is actually trying and won't retaliate if for nothing than to just keep the peace. Also wanting people to understand your side of the situation yet feeling undeserving of it at the same time because of your mistakes is UGHHH I feel like you do that so well! It's amazing but genuinely heartbreaking to see how far Satoru has come as a person too. Also when he thinks about how he wants to be a better person for Akemi IT MADE ME WANT TO PUT MY HEAD THROUGH A WALL... cuz WHY COULDN'T HE BE LIKE THAT FOR US!!! At the same time we have moved on without him, so if we are allowed that luxury then why isn't he? It's just so ANGSTY AND SO SO GOOD! Because we love Satoru we always will but he had a chance and he fricked it over terribly! So it would be idiotic to go back to him but at the same time the heart yearns for him. This is a side tangent but whenever any character says "this is not like you", "you have changed, this isn't how you'd act" makes me so MAD lol (maybe bc I am triggered?) But these guys WATCHED MY GIRL GO THROUGH SOME HORRIFIC SHIT AND STILL EXPECT HER TO NOT BE PERMANANTLY AND IRREVERSIBLY CHANGED???!! ;-;; IDK what they want from her oof >.< I do think Akemi is a shitty friend but I can't bring myself to hate her completely. Seeing them together is so ANGER INDUCING AAAAA (and her wanting a family with him is fine BUT THIS EARLY?!JUST AFTER ADMITTING YOU FEEL "SORRY" FOR BETRAYING US?! IT MAKES ME WANNA HURL HER TRHOUGH CONCRETE) but at the same time Satoru and Akemi both deserve someone who can love them. It feels hypocritical to be angry when we ourselves told him to move on and find someone who can love him the way he deserves. It's just very very shitty it had to be them. Sera is also such an interesting character. She has a lot of traits that I admire a lot. Her resourcefulness and complete and utter pride/confidence and being unashamed to ask for things/ stand up for herself (even when she is wrong) is something I wish I had sometimes. Still wanna stick her head through a toilet tho and yet when a person who slept with a married man can see the bloody violation of girls' code that is sleeping with your bff's EX HUSBAND oh BOY you should KNOW SOMETHING IS WRONG. I have no strong feelings for Toji (cuz I don't like him much anyways but that's just personal bias XD )but I do think his anger and frustration is well founded especially since he runs over whenever the reader needs him. He's so supportive and invested and honestly he deserves someone who can give that back to him. It's kinda sad but then again I don't like him much to begin with lol.

OH AND THE ENDING OF THE LAST CHAPTER IS SOOOOO PAINFUL. To always be the second choice even for YOUR SON OHHH MAN I'D RATHER YOU PUT A KNIFE THROUGH MY HEART ;-;

All in all I hate how much I love this series and love to hate these characters and take out my repressed anger on them cuz I can't do that irl. This series is my Roman Empire lol. It's so painful, yet so beautiful and it makes you FEEL so many things and yet hold out hope for things to become better. I love this, love you and your writing- ok mwah bye bye (and thank you if you read this rant put together by my post nap, barely coherent brain) I have so much more that I want to say. I can write essays about this series and how it uses so many technically "cliche" tropes but it is anything but cliche . Truly some of the best angst I have read like ever!

oh wow !! i don’t even know what to say, this feels like such a comprehensive review of the sy series sdksks but i think many readers could definitely relate with some of ur points here :D this is such a nice perspective to read, thank you so much for sharing and tysm for reading sn/sy aaaaa i’m happy u enjoy the angst as much as i do <3

[johnnycagestrophy]

I HEARD YOU WRITE JONSHI? CAN YOU MAKE SOME JONSHI HEAD CANONS PLS :)

OF COURSE I DO! also yes jonshi has been melting my brain recently.. i love them dearly, jonshi>>air. - (I SAW THIS ONE SOMEWHERE) Johnny WOULD color coordinate their outfits and make sure Kenshi would never find out he does it. If Kenshi found out from someone else, (becasue he cant see color), he'd question Johnny about it. Johnny would most definitely lie until Kenshi can make him tell the truth (which is very easy for him to do). Johnny would make sure his blindfolds match too. - Johnny would ask really random questions when he's alone with Kenshi. Example; "Would you still love me if i was a worm?". Which, would earn a sigh from Kenshi (he secretly likes answering his random questions). His answers vary though, they could be a simple no or he'd sigh and ignore him. - This is based off of that one intro they have, but they would get into small bets like who the best cook is, and they would bet random things on it. Johnny constantly would try and get Kenshi to bet sento on their little bets (he never does). - Johnny have a 100 step skin care routine while Kenshi just uses water and calls it a day. This shocks Johnny to his core after finding out his boyfriend just uses water on his face. - Johnny is the talker of the relationship, while Kenshi is more talker and listens to him talk and ramble. Kenshi would add little inputs into Johnny's rants. Also, while Johnny is ranting he would hold onto Kenshi's hand as he talks so he doesn't get carried away. He also talks about movie idea's with Kenshi, he really likes Kenshi's input on his ideas. - If Johnny get's drunk, he get's clingy to Kenshi. It's not like him laying ontop of Kenhsi, it's more of him holding onto his hand and sitting near him. - If Kenshi forgets to tell Johnny goodnight or give him his goodnight kiss when they go to bed he refuses to sleep. He will fall asleep at some point but he makes sure he gets his kiss. When they go to bed they usually fall asleep in a sweetheart cuddle position, they take turns with whos laying on each other. - I feel like Johnny would buy Kenshi mass amounts of blindfolds that match his sunglasses because of how much he buys sunglasses for himself. Everytime Johnny buys a pair of sunglasses he has to get Kenshi a blindfold that matches. If Kenshi needed to wash any of his blindfolds Johnny would give him a pair of his sunglasses so he would feel comfortable. - They always try to have dinner together if they can. It's comforting routine for them both, it grounds them to have something 'normal' they can do together. - They would reassure each other about what happened when Kenshi lost his eyes. Like Kenshi telling Johnny it wasn't his fault and that he did it to save him. And Johnny telling Kenshi no matter what he looks like he's still handsome to him. LIVE LAUGH JONSHI

[writerswhy]

Fandom rant? Yes.

I am so, so, so disillusioned with fandom at the moment. Maybe it’s reflective of the current state of media (constant reboots and adaptations and sequels and remakes with very little substance) and internet culture, but I just feel like 1) it’s gotten increasingly difficult to integrate into any fandom. Everything and everyone moves on so fast because 2) it feels like caring is cringy nowadays? Maybe it’s because I grew up being told I took things too seriously, I care too much, but since when did everything have to become a joke or a trend?

Like, I enjoy fawning over ships and being silly in the tags but I also want to discuss the actual work and process behind a piece of artwork or fic. Why did you use those specific colors? (ex: in hotd the consensus is that the reason Alicent wears blues when she’s alone or vulnerable is because it’s a way to connect to her mother, to the girl she was before marrying the king and becoming a mother herself etc.) For fanvids, I love thinking about why a creator synced a random frame with a specific lyric. Even for fanfics, I actually take the whole “yeah bro it's a character study. the 2 thousand words of blowjob is vital to the study of the character” meme seriously, and when I go to the comments and read what others are saying, I feel silly and out of place when everyone’s talking about how hot the smut was and “pls more 🙏”. I get it, I do, and I acknowledge that the writer probably did just want to write smut and call it a day, but maybe they had something more to say? Maybe that’s why they wrote about how character A will give a blowjob but won’t kiss character B? Maybe they’re trying to explore internalized homophobia and religious guilt and power dynamics? I don’t know! I don’t know because no one is saying anything anymore.

One of my favorite fandom experiences this year has been reading fanfic from this one author who writes in Spanish and translates their work to English. Is it well-written? No, the translation is pretty rough, but the author has so much to say and I’ve loved picking their brain and just…talking about our favorite characters both in-universe and in modern aus, from a character’s mindset to how they take their coffee. (This goes back to an old post I made about “bad art” and how we need it. I don’t care if it’s littered with grammatical errors. I don’t care if the pacing is off. I don’t care if the art isn’t pleasing to the eye. You have something to say and I want to hear it. It’s upsetting to think about how many people have been driven out of fandoms or completely ignored because their work isn’t pretty or neat or palatable.)

And the cherry on top? Aside from typical fandom shenanigans—antis and censorship and ship wars—creating is starting to feel like a rat race. I’ve written 47k for this one ship and I don’t think I’m ever posting the fic. And that sucks because I put a lot of time into plotting and writing and editing. I enjoy rereading it, I enjoyed writing it (for the most part), but do I want to share it with the same fandom that once called me a rape-apologist, misogynistic, man-centered freak because of who my favorite character is? No (this is insane behavior btw). And even if the reception is positive, from what I’ve seen, these types of fics for this specific ship gets very little interaction. I don’t necessary want general interaction; I want a community, I want comment threads and drabbles and community microfics, and I’m just not getting that anymore. I have more fun creating private Pinterest boards for my favorite characters and ships at this point.

[sanrioelitist]

Just a dumb fandom rant

Ok, I feel dumb talking about this but it has been driving me crazy for a while now. Pls ignore my spelling and grammar for this shit bc I just need to get this out. (sorry if I say "like" a lot, I'm not good with words)

ok bear with me here cuz I'm going to yap for a minute

Why do people believe that fandom content is entitle to them? like all the fanart, fanfiction, and other shit. Like I know the answer to that question but still

like I see this on tiktok and twitter (even Youtube) all the time and I normally ignore it, but it's been like a little fly in my ear for a while now and it getting annoying.

Like how people will complain about a headcannon or how a character is portrayed and get pissed about it??? like if you don't like it, just ignore it. mfs be treat the artist like their fucking customer service or something?? and obsession of canon is just mmeh... bc why does it matter so much? If you want stuff that is canon then just consume the media itself.

It gets even more annoying when people tell you that your fanart, ship, or whatever isn't canon like yes I know it's not but I'm not going to stop. Like a mf alway got to tell you the sky is blue and an apple is red. like ok I know? but the sky can be orange/gold and apples can be green too. God forbid that I have a different perspective than you.

Also, why do some ppl hold fictional characters, more accountable than real people?? Like I understand, your allowed criticize and dislike a character (hell I do the same thing), but there a point you might as well put all that energy on real people. (I don't know if that came off as insensitive or not if it did, I apologize)

I also don't understand the whole "toxic" fandom shit bc it all fandom not just a couple, like every fandom is going to have some toxic fans. the bigger the fandom is the more toxic fans there's gonna be but also there's going to be a lot more normal fans. That's just math and common sense. I specifically hate it when people treat the entire fandom like they're all toxic fans with only few goods one.

So for example, when I was in middleschool (like 5th grade) I was in the undertale fandom and later on I would join the Mha fandom (recent got back in after 4 years) both were HUGE fandoms in their peaks and still kinda are. but I remember watching those "Most toxic fandom EVER" videos and thinking to myself "like damn that bad, the rest of the fandom is fun tho" maybe bc I was actually in those fandoms and I knew where to look, but I used to hate it when ppl in the comment (or in general) would be like "Oh good thing I'm in the [insert smaller fandom] bc we would never do such a thing" like most likely your fandom does the same thing?? you just know where to look and where not to go.

Omg also "the fandom ruined the show!" type of mfs like ignore the fandom jackass. I also feel like people use a fandom to hate on a show the popular (or vise visa) instead saying they don't like the show and moving on. Like just let ppl enjoy shit, not everyone is the same? like ever happen to "One man's trash, is another man treasure"?? and did we all read the "everyone is different" book during storytime as kids??

Especially the purity culture shit like ppl trying to be social justice warriors over some dumb shit (mainly harmless stuff) by calling it "problematic" like is it actually problematic or do YOU just not like it? then ppl write essays explaining why a harmless ship is "problematic" like put all that energy in your school assignments instead??

Also why do people act surprised when they get jumped by a bunch of fans on a post about such content like if you comment something like "this ship sucks and everyone who ships it is a horrible person!" on someone post about that ship, why are shock that the same shippers are attacking you?? That just dumb as hell and your fault at that point??

for example, I don't really like Kacchako, but you don't see me hating on a Kacchako shipper post, especially, if it's just wholesome content. No, I just move on the next post a fine something I like. In my opinion, you just seem pathetic and miserable if you do.

anyway that's it, this was suppose to be shorter but I got carried away a bit lol mb

also go look at my art ^^