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[shifuto]

come here for a second while I psychoanalyze the Sargasso episodes

this is mostly about Astral, but there will be things about Vector and Yuma too (screenshots from episodes 96 to 98)

Vector was terrible, but he was right

if you don't think too deeply about it, you might miss this whole macabre undertone in Astral's very existence

so.. we don't get to know Astral and Yuma are the same person until the last episodes. Their Zexal morph is a very good hint though!

some points to take into consideration regarding them:

Yuma and Astral's relationship is borderline co-dependent (even more so on Yuma's side, considering his age and attachment style);

Astral was shoved on Earth and forced to stay by his side, risking his own life to recover the Numbers. Yuma's dad was the one who set that in motion by modifying Astral's "programming" and giving Yuma the Emperor's Key - that Astral himself gave Kazuma - and the Key set Astral "free" but causing his amnesia;

the fact that they have been one person is not the problem. Now that they are separated, they have lives of their own. Is it "fair" or "right" to mingle those lives, feelings and experiences into a sole unit again though? What happens with their own singular existences?

2 halves of 1 whole means they're both "incomplete"...... or are they?

Astral never had any will of his own. All this time, he's been bound by his mission. I don't think he's "emotionless" because he's from Astral World (plenty of people there as emotional as humans), it's probably because he is a weapon

he learned a lot of typically "positive" emotions through living around humans - more indirectly, by observing and watching in general; and also directly, thanks to Yuma, his friends and family - and, although, he had also experienced typically "negative" emotions, those were quickly shutdown, resolved or reframed

what Vector did, when he planted those seeds of discord, was to get Astral to face those "negative" emotions without any immediate way to diffuse them

what happens when an individual that is supposed to remain pure and impartial, keeping his feelings in check and using neutrality as much as possible, is driven into an emotional corner? What happens when this individual is pushed to experience conflict - and a very harsh one at that - when he's never had the tools or expertise to deal with it, since he was never really allowed to feel it?

Vector calls for Astral's "free will" knowing he had little to none at that point

his manipulation succeeded because, as Astral was the pillar of support in his relationship with Yuma, and Yuma was unstable with the whole betrayal drama - which, ironically, he also did to Astral, although it was more of a "lie by omission" - Astral did not have anyone close enough (other than Yuma) to support him, and Yuma was now a "liar"

Astral was alone, what a mess!

yes, Astral could have simply brushed it aside and thought about it rationally like he always does, conflict resolution is one of his specialties after all, and it works wonderfully when you're able to put emotions aside and use solely logic

in the end of the day, he would understand why Yuma did that, he would take Yuma's point of view, personality and own issues into account, and he would forgive him - as he did anyway!

he would have not looked into himself though so... Vector asking those questions was maleficent in essence, due to his intentions, but it also served to make Astral face his feelings

and Astral breaks, of course he does

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one thing that really bothers me now, going through these scenes again with a different mind and thoughts, is how they handled Astral after: everything went "back to normal" and when something similar would happen again - Astral imbued with Number 96's Chaos that other time - Astral went the self-sacrifice route (probably part of his "programming", if I were to guess) as he always have done. Little to no regards to his own self

again and again and again he just pushes himself into neutrality and completing a task - hell, he can't even feel anything that isn't the most wholesome and healthy emotions without that throwing him for a loop, with a risk of him going berserk again, who even knows?

also greatly dislike how feelings of anger, being betrayed, sadness and hurt, are painted as "evil", literally

that is the whole premise of Chaos as the "enemy" after all: while Astral World is "pure" with only "acceptable" emotions, Barian World accepts the full scope, focusing on the sadness, the hurt and the anger.. understandably so

this scene is fantastic and really hits the nail on the head:

yes, Astral, Yuma did something terrible

many other terrible things too

you didn't get angry, how could you? After all, Yuma didn't mean it!

there we go: Vector played him like a fiddle

he knew exactly where to go and what buttons to push - for both Yuma and Astral - and he absolutely nailed it

even though it was the Barian power who caused them to split and Astral to lose control. That power is Chaos, it's all these "negative" emotions Astral literally cannot feel fully because they are fatal to him

what's really interesting though? This is his own inner voice:

it was the first time we heard Astral talk to himself like that - notice how deeper it sounds, much like Number's 96 voice (96 would be Astral's Chaos counterpart, I guess)

and then finally...

oh, now this is fun

I can see 2 things here:

Astral wants to become whole and/or

this is pure power lust (since he is stronger as Zexal)

this scene with Yuma bothers me a little but I get it: they're the same guy and Astral is an alien so it makes sense that Yuma would be able to "access" his heart, now... what he does, although it's a very "Yuma thing", also gets on my nerves but we'll get there when we get there...!

his own words - with a nudge from Vector, of course - man, this was so satisfying to see! Astral recognizing his own feelings, his own pain, not having to immediately make peace with it and just...... feeling these emotions

that's growth, baby!

I also love how he experienced splitting (black and white thinking): can't feel bad emotions at all -> can only feel bad emotions. And hyperbole, over-generalizing: "I can't believe in you anymore."

goodness, I love the immediate change in his tone when Yuma calls out to him: he's back using his soft monotone voice, tinged with a bit of curiosity

and he slowly...

... descent into madness...

... as he speaks about his feelings. I dare to say this was the most expressive Astral has ever been (and it's a shame we don't get to see such huge variety in his facial and body expressions for the rest of the show)

Astral goes back and forth in his exchange with Yuma here: a soft tone when answering directly to Yuma's feelings, just to be swept away by his own frenzy again

it's a really lovely contrast, and I wonder if it was on purpose? Even when lost within himself, he still directs gentleness towards Yuma; even when his very words bring Yuma to tears, he does it kindly.. sort of

we love to see it! And it was power lust after all

now.. let's talk about Yuma a bit, shall we?

Yuma is stubborn

that's kind of.. his whole gimmick with his "kattobingu" and everything. He will get what he wants with the power of friendship and being obstinate to the point of annoying. Unsurprisingly, it does work well for him! He managed to change and befriend, virtually, all characters he have met who showed any kind of animosity towards him or someone else

the flip-side is that he will not take "no" for an answer, will he? Like how he managed to break Ryoga in, by being extremely persistent on wanting to be friends...

... or when he jumped off a window to get Astral to stop

he will see the "good" in everyone and he will push his ideals and kindheartedness with no regards for the other person's wishes. It's really bothersome because it's genuine

too much of "too good" can be very toxic though and, ironically, Astral's predicament is good proof of that. But how can he blame Yuma? How can anyone blame him at all?

he did what was "right" in his heart and had no ill-intent. His naive nature makes him extremely easy to manipulate and he can be driven into corners having to make hard choices he will not be able to make (such as which friends will he be able to save? So many of his foes exploited this very weakness of his)

...

at last, forgiveness:

... and we're back to the "good" X "evil" dichotomy...

this is precisely why Astral World is dying (but they will only realize that later in the show), and why the Barians are trying so hard to save their own world: the "villains" are trying to survive, and the "heroes" are imposing their own wishes over everyone else - how ironic, considering the protagonist and main "hero" is famous for doing exactly that aha!

so the lesson to be learned after all this:

yes, that's the point!

this is a good thing, actually. Astral is capable of experiencing emotions, all of them! He grew and he became stronger than before, this is why they managed to evolve their Zexal form

to me, this was a massive step in completely "separating" Astral's existence from Yuma's, meaning: Astral existing as his own person

unfortunately, the show did not explore that development much further, and like I said earlier, everything went "back to normal" in a way or another

I guess.. uhh... it was probably good that Astral went back to Astral World in the end, after all. He was in his own world, not bound by Yuma or the Emperor's Key anymore, and he was living his own life independently

and an addendum: while Zexal 1st was more alike Yuma, Zexal 2nd was more alike Astral! Probably because the scales were tipping to his side more, due to everything that has happened. I think it's interesting and makes me wonder how Astral would look like as a "human" (2nd looks close enough to me)

also big shoutouts to Mizael for hating Vector's gut. Me too, mate, me too LMAO

Vector is probably the most intelligent character in this whole show, he was written brilliantly and the fact that he doubles down and keep on "betraying" people, just makes him so much more interesting

he is vicious and remorseless, and these are some of the things that make him such a wonderful villain. You really get to see him and his fiendish mind shine in these episodes

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if you read until here, congratulations! You are very cool yay <3

[hyperfixatedfandomer]

TW: pro-shipping, vent

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Woke up to this in the spider socorro tag. Can’t you fuckers keep your pedophilia to Twitter? Though y’all loved it there no? I thought the controversy back in last year made it clear this type of content isn’t welcomed here. Like nobody invited you bro, except maybe for a certain COUGHCOUGH account. Keep it out of the general tags, PLEASE.

[kalmeria]

why does it feel like tumblr in general is sleeping on watayuri.. y’all love to talk about yuri this, yuri that. well this too is yuri! it is literally called yuri is my job! respect these working women

[iamtheneighborskid]

It is totally okay to not be involved with your kin type or even therianthropy for a bit, it is okay to return to it for a week then go back to your life as always. It is okay to realize that you were in Denial about your therianthropy and that it wasn't a phase. Its okay if sometimes your triggers don't always trigger your mental shifts. its okay if you're confused, if you're questioning being a Therian again after so much back and forth. I promise you that you are valid, Therianthropy does not have to be a big thing in your life and you don't have to think about it 24/7, it doesn't mean that you suddenly aren't a Therian. Therianthropy is a part of you, even if it's small or even if it's large. You are still a Therian and you are completely valid <3.

[superpussyking]

It's funny bc when I was 14 I was like "when I feel like a girl I only like girls, and when I feel like a boy I only like other boys, but that can't be bc I'm trans??" And just decided to ignore that bc it was what transtrenders did and I was a Real Trans Boy who was Suffering tm. Now at almost 20 it's looped all the way back around and I'm like teheheheh bigender and bisexual ehehehehehe I like girls in a gay way and guys in a gay way and also nonbinaries in a even weirder gay way tehehehehe

[leafatlaw]

They need to make less movies about sympathetic mothers and more about moms who fucking hate their kids.

[toucansafari]

i am so close to crying rn -___-

[astral-catastrophe]

Mom just texted me and omg she got me the last plaque that comes with the game-

[shifuto]

ship questions - unawareshipping

PRE-RELATIONSHIP

1. How did they first meet? the actual first time was when Astral helped Yuma defeat Ryoga, but the first time Ryoga was able to see Astral, they were already in good terms and became friends

2. What was their first impression of each other? A: "Skilled duelist." R: "Sassy bastard."

3. Did any of their friends or family want them to get together? no one ever imagined they would end up together but there were no objections to it. They were supported

4. Who felt romantic feelings first? Ryoga

5. Did either of them try to resist their feelings? both

6. If you had told one of them that the other would be their soulmate, what would they think? they wouldn't believe it. Astral literally has one already and it's not Ryoga

7. What would their lives be like if they had never met? Astral would've not been born because Don Thousand would've not caused problems (so Nasch, as a Barian, would've also not been born, and "Ryoga Kamishiro" would be someone else entirely)

GENERAL

1. Who initiated the relationship, and how did it go? Ryoga. It was really hard because they both were using each other to deal with the heartbreak caused by Yuma

2. Did they have an official first date? If so, what was it like? not really, they dueled against one another, does that count?

3. What was their first kiss like? it tasted of desperation, and relief

4. Were they each other’s first anything (kiss, relationship, etc.)? no

5. What’s their height difference? Age difference? about 1cm (Astral is taller). Astral is older by thousands of years (one could argue that Nasch is, too, but he wasn't born before Astral)

6. What’s their relationship with each other’s families? Rio thinks Astral will finally put some sense in her brother's head and she approves them. Eliphas and Ena admire Ryoga for his prowess and how he's just as skilled as Astral, so he can protect him and Astral World

7. Who takes the lead in social situations? Ryoga

8. Who gets jealous easier? Astral, but he hides it (so it ends up looking like it's Ryoga)

9. Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear? Ryoga

LOVE

1. Who said “I love you” first? Ryoga

2. What are their primary love languages? Ryoga: quality time, acts of service, physical touch Astral: words of affirmation, receiving gifts, physical touch

3. Who uses cheesy pick-up lines? Astral

4. How often do they cuddle/engage in PDA? they cuddle often but PDAs are a no

5. Who initiates kisses? both, but mostly Ryoga

6. Who’s the big and little spoon? either

7. What are their favorite things to do together? dueling together, dueling against each other, physical intimacy

8. Who’s better at comforting the other? both are good at it

9. Who’s more protective? both, Astral tends to be pretty protective over small things and Ryoga over most things

10. Do they prefer verbal or physical affection? physical

11. What are some songs that apply to their relationship, in-universe or otherwise? I got a few but ehh... don't feel like fetching them right now

12. What kind of nicknames do they call each other? Astral calls him "Shark"

13. Who remembers the little things? both, but Astral has better memory (obvious reasons)

DOMESTIC LIFE

1. If they get married, who proposes? Astral

2. What’s the wedding like? Who attends? a luxurious ceremony in Astral World. Their friends and family and probably other random people too

3. How many kids do they have, if any? What are they like? none

4. Do they have any pets? they might consider getting an aquarium

5. Who’s the stricter parent? n/a

6. Who worries the most? both, Ryoga's worries can get pretty bad considering how reckless Astral gets (and the same goes for Astral, too)

7. Who kills the bugs in the house? Ryoga

8. How do they celebrate holidays? relaxing together, only the two of them

9. Who’s more likely to convince the other to come back to sleep in the morning? Astral

10. Who’s the better cook? Ryoga

11. Who likes to dance? neither

[timetoletmyimaginationfly]

Unspoken Love

Nanami Kento x Reader

Three part series, post Shibuya where our Nanami survives!

(Song Inspiration: Need 2 by Pinegrove)

Part 1: The Meeting

“Nanamin, how are you doing?” Yuji asked when he walked inside the library. Nanami sat there reading the daily newspaper. Once he heard Yuji, he looked up and softly smiled.

“I should be asking you that,” he said when he put the paper down. Yuji slightly blushed and took a seat next to him. “I’m doing better.” Yuji warily looked at him but the soft look in Nanami’s eye and smile was convincing enough for the teenage boy. “And you?”

“I’m still worried about Kugisaki-san,” Yuji said. “But they say that her chances of survival is getting higher.”

“Fushiguro-kun?”

“He’s recovered.” Nanami nodded, glad to hear that the students are okay.

“How about Maki-san?”

“Great! Her scars are pretty cool like yours.” Yuji suddenly covered his mouth. He hoped that he didn’t offend Nanami in any way. Nanami couldn’t help but smile at the young boy. Yuji rested his hands on his lap, his body relaxing. “Oh, I got you something.” Yuji pulled out a small box out of his sweater pocket. Nanami thanked him and unwrapped the gift. It was a new eye patch. The material was softer, something that he desperately needed.

“Thank you, Itadori-kun,” he said softly and replaced it with the old one. Nanami felt relief. It felt better around his head.

“I’m glad you survived, Nanamin.”

“Thank you for saving me, Itadori-kun.” Content silence filled the air. Nanami grabbed his paper and started reading again while Yuji played on his phone.

Yuji waved at Nanami happily when he announced his departure when the clock struck 5PM. He hoped his favorite bread was in stock at this hour. He thought maybe he could stop at the store to gather some ingredients for tonight’s dinner.

Despite his better mood, he is still conscious about his body. The scars visible on his face is still a big change in his life. He never expected to care much about his appearance. He never understood why he started to care about it now. But as time passed, his anxiety eased and his mood became better.

He walked inside, the smell of freshly baked bread filling the air. He felt more content. He was happy that he was able to find this unique cafe/bakery. A cafe filled with fresh pastries and bread along with delicious drinks. Tables spread around with book shelves wrapped around the walls.

Nanami went over to the shelves, hoping to find a new book of interest to borrow. Even though he was reading title after title, he was distracted from the soft sounds of someone jumping. When he looked up, he watched you struggle reaching for a book on the top shelf.

He didn’t know what came over him. His body had a mind of its own as he walked over to you instead of walking away. He paid attention to the book that you were so close to reaching but never achieving. When you watched someone’s arm reach out for the book, you smiled.

“Thank you!” you said happily. You turned around. Sudden butterflies fluttering in your stomach when you looked at him. The book remained in his hand, his arm still out to hand it to you. You didn’t want to move though. Once you took the book, he would leave. And you didn’t want him to.

“Your book,” Nanami said, bringing the book closer to you to grab. His voice brought you out in the trance that you were trapped in. You nodded and slowly took it. A small gasp escaped your lips. It was just a small brush against his fingers yet there was this intensity that you felt.

“Th-Thank you,” you mumbled shyly. You felt your cheeks warm up. You wondered if you were blushing. If you were, was it evident on your face? And the big question was, did he feel that intensity too? You have a feeling he did, based on how his eyes slightly widened for a fraction of a second. But you didn’t want to assume.

When Nanami raised an eyebrow, you assumed he didn’t. You just thought that maybe today was just an off day for you. Besides, you did work overnight shifts and you did sleep for four hours after a consecutive fourth night of work.

“Studying to become a doctor?” he asked after noticing the book he grabbed for you.

“N-Nurse,” you corrected. You watched him nod. Silence consumed you two. Neither of you didn’t feel like walking away. Despite Nanami’s nerves and insecurities, he wanted to stay longer.

Needed to stay longer.

“Would you like to have some tea with me? Or coffee, um…” You ended up introducing yourself, the book hugged against your chest. Nanami bowed in response.

“Nanami Kento,” he said.

His heart is still racing. He never thought it would race this fast for this long. The smile on your face left him in so much shock. He was impressed himself that he was able to hide his nerves. He was even surprised that he didn’t walk away even though he was worried that you would look at him with some sort of disgust. But the look in your eyes says otherwise. Beautiful eyes that made him mesmerized.

“I-If you change your mind, I’m at the corner over there,” you informed as you scanned the area. It was slightly crowded at this point, every table filled up with customers. You pointed at the one empty table and Nanami noticed it being cluttered with your laptop, IPad, textbooks, papers, and stationery materials. With his long silence, you looked back and felt embarrassed at your mess. “I-I can tidy it up.”

“It’s okay,” he said softly. “I was just browsing and then leaving.”

The sad look in your eyes caught his attention. If he wasn’t so close to you, he would’ve thought your were being polite with the smile that you brought to your face. Was he always this good at reading people?

“I hope to see you around,” you said. With one last bow, you left.

Nanami watched you walk back to your table. You smoothed out your skirt as you sat down and fixed the top of your socks. You rolled up the sleeves of your knitted top, getting comfortable and ready to study. He watched you flip through the pages of the book. The way you focused and how you would talk to yourself. You somehow got him in some trance. He almost forgot why he came here.

“Mister, why do you have that eye patch?” The sudden voice of a young boy brought him out of your spell. He slowly looked down and the young boy looked at him with curiosity…interest. It made Nanami blush.

“It got hurt in a fight,” he answered with a small smile.

“Does it hurt?”

“Not anymore.”

“It looks cool. Is that why your skin looks like that?” Nanami stopped himself from frowning and nodded. “Are you hero or something? Like a superhero?”

“I guess you can say something like that,” Nanami answered.

Quick footsteps approached them and he watched a woman grab the boy by his shoulders, scolding him for leaving her side. When the woman turned to Nanami, her eyes widened. She looked apprehensive that it made Nanami nervous. Without a word, the woman grabbed her son by the hand and pulled him away from Nanami.

Nanami walked to the door, freshly baked bread forgotten. But he didn’t forget you. He took one last look at you. You were engrossed with your book and note-taking. He remembers your soft look towards him. They represented everything good for him. Nothing fearful or repulsive. Nothing that he feared from people to react with.

He would’ve loved to join you. And in the back of his mind, he knew he should. But after earlier, because of one person, he decided against it. He decided to save himself from the possible humiliation coming his way. And so he left, with you left in his mind.

He saw you for most of the afternoons out of the two weeks that passed. He never mustered up the courage to go up to you though. He never stayed for too long anyway.

Nanami would usually arrive before you, reading a book he found interesting in the shelves. You entered the cafe tiredly, usually a yawn would escape your lips when you do. You walk over to the counter and pick up your to-go order and sit at the same corner table from when he first met you. It was your usual spot.

But he sighs dejectedly and hid his face in his book. He still looks down on himself, even more now again. He can’t help but think how beautiful you are. You looked perfect.

You are perfect.

“Do you like tea?”

His head shot up. There you were with a cup in hand. His eyes traveled up to your face. You wore a soft smile, your eyes gentle yet bright. Your cheeks slightly pink, he assumed from the cold wintery temperature outside. Typically, you dressed up. Today was the first day he saw you in something comfortable and casual.

“Thank you,” he said softly. His voice was deep, it made your insides flutter and yourself blush. You curled a strand of your hair behind your ear.

You pretend to not notice, but you knew he was always around. Your nerves got the best of you. So you backed away and left him alone. The stoic expression wasn’t that inviting but his soft brown eyes were inviting that it contrasted his cold, stoic face.

“Sorry if I’m a bother,” you said quietly. “I-I’ll leave you alone now.” You quickly turned away and scurried back to your table. He watched you hide your face with your laptop. And he couldn’t help but slip out a smile when you took a peek over at him a few minutes later. Your cheeks turned pink and you bit your bottom lip.

Nanami then turned away. He hid the left side of his face with a frown. He sighed. There was no way you could have some sort of interest in him.

It’s all in my head.

Nanami brought the cup to his lips. He sighed in content from the taste of Earl Grey tea. He placed it back on the table with a soft smile. Your small and kind gesture warmed his heart. Even just for a small moment, he forgot about his insecurity.

“What’s this?” He noticed a marking on the cup that hid behind the cardboard warmer. He slid the warmer down only for his eyes to widen.

Your number.

When he looked up at you, your eyes were glued to the computer. He wondered if you were avoiding his gaze or just that focused on your studies. Nanami stood up and grabbed the book and tea. Slowly, he walked over to you. The closer he was, the more nervous he became. It was already too late to back away since your eyes followed him.

“Is this seat taken?” he asked curiously. You shook your head. “May I?” You smiled as the tension left your body. You quickly tidied up the clutter behind your laptop so Nanami could have room for his book and cup. “Thank you.” Shyly, you looked at him and smiled.

“You’re welcome.”

You looked up at him and he would look up at you. But you never caught each other’s gazes. And that was fine. Nanami noticed that your smile never left your face. The pink of your cheeks appearing every so often.

So he finally relaxed. He sat back and enjoyed the content silence with you.

[ilovebuckers5]

✧.*Not Friends pt 4*.✧

paige bueckers x reader

summary : y/n thinks she's moved on but she's just going further

word count : 2.8k

themes:

angst

friendship fluff (if that exists)

warnings :

slight sexual content

cursing

A/N : i finally wrote a chapter that isn't 2.2k words guys r u proud of me. i was half asleep when writing like half of this and i tried to spell check as much as possible so PLEASE (cough cough my friends) don't bully if my grammar is shit again

"can i continue now?" nika was just slowly opening her eyes from the 1 hour nap she took on my shoulder. of course she had fallen asleep while i was ranting about abby. "mm what?" nika rubbed her eyes gently as she lifted herself up to lean against the headboard. i stood up slowly to grab my phone that was across nikas slightly messy room. the first thing i see when i open my phone is paige's contact (that i hadn't texted in four days) actively spamming me. my first reflex was to block her and that i did. i quickly set me phone back down before going back to nikas bed and searching for my hair tie.

i finished ranting to nika while she was still on the verge of falling asleep again and after we went out to get food before she went to the gym. "so you said you got her number?" nika said as we walked to her car. i nodded eagerly.

me and nika have been friends for what seemed like years but was only almost one year. between that time we clicked everytime we hung out. the more we got to know about eachother the closer we got. we would hold hands when we went out, we shared all the food we got. i go with her most of the times that she works out. i always play with her when she practices basketball on the public court and she always passes me a volleyball so that i don't have to practice alone in my own time. we may have not known eachother for very long but she's like a sister to me.

during the car ride to the mall, she started ranting about this guys she bumped into while walking to class. "he asked me if i could hook him up with YOU" nika said exasperatedly while pointed her finger at my face but still facing the road. i bursted out laughing, tapping my head against the leather glove box. "i swear every guy i see asks me to put y'all together i don't understand!" throughout me and nika's car ride i felt my phone buzzing and buzzing repeatedly in my lap. at this point i wanted to throw it out the window. everytime it buzzed or rang nika would ask if i was going to get it and everytime i chose to ignore it. i mean it couldn't be anyone that serious. the mall was only 15 minutes away from nikas apartment so it want long until we were inside and window shopping at american eagle. our arms were locked with eachothers while we walked around the large building.

both our eyes lit up when we noticed a weztel pretzel up ahead. "oh my god can we?" i hopped up and down like a toddler asking for candy. nika nodded and grabbed my hand tighter before running ahead to the weztel preztels, dragging me along. we laughed as i tried to catch up with her speed. after our food was ordered, we sat down at a marble bench that was infront of some fake plants. before starting any more conversation i pulled out my phone and took a couple photos for my instagram story. i quickly chose a filter and posted then turned back to nika. "nika do you think paige really wants something with me?" nika looked up from her own phone to regather what i just asked her. "what?" my facial expression faded to an annoyed look knowing that i had to repeat that now embarassing question. "do you think. that paige wants something serious with me?" i said again. nika's eyes widened and continued to stare at me blankly. it looked like the brunette just heard that her mom got killed. "uh....yes." my stomach dropped to my feet. not literally but i felt it. right then and there something in the air switched and it felt like everything was paused and silenced. was i really that dumb that i missed it?

nikas attention shifted to the floor, clearly avoiding my obvious signs of shock. i've met paige but i don't actually know her. i want to know her but something tells me that she's not ready. from what i've heard, she only gets with girls to fuck and then goes ghost and personally i would like to save myself that pain. paige is a good person, that's the only thing her teammates say about her is that she's a good person and if she rights the right girl to be with, that girl is lucky. it's hard for me to think that that girl is me. until i heard it from paige's own mouth i wouldn't believe it. i couldn't pull my eyes away from nikas temple that was faced towards me. "nika. what do you mean?" i said with concern laced through my words. i waited until nika looked back up at me to give her a questioning look. "she talks about you. every time we text. god, it gets annoying sometimes." nika flailed her hands in the air before placing them on her face. "she really likes you y/n. like a lot." my brain couldn't even comprehend the words that were leaving nikas mouth. it all felt unreal as if i was in a dream. nikas hand hovered mine before placing itself down against my fingers. she gave me a shove as she stood up to grab our preztels. "give her a chance." i held out my hand as nika gave me my pretzel and started taking bites out of hers.

after hanging out for a little while longer i started hearing more and more information about paige. first of all, she actually meant it when she said she loves me. second of all, nika has been in on getting us together since i came to UConn. And third of all, the first thing paige wanted when she saw me was to get in my pants but apparently after hearing how much nika talks about me, she sees me as someone she seriously wants to be with. my heart skipped a beat when nika filled me in on that last part. since tomorrow was game day we decided to head home before it got too dark so that we had time to do homework. while we were in the car i couldn't stop myself from asking more about paige. i mean it's not like nika has anything to hide anymore. "ok on a daily basis, how much does she talk about me?" every question i asked was followed by an annoyed groan from nika.

once we got back to the girls' house everyone was already there and relaxed. when we walked through the door the first thing i saw was paiges sweater shirt lying on the back of a chair. the more my eyes wandered around the quicker i found paige's eyes locking with mine. she was sitting on the couch with her leg on top of azzi's and her face was glued to her phone until she looked up at me. a short rush fell down my back as her eyes flashed to my lips and back to her phone. please let that be the only time we look at eachother tonight. "me and ice stopped by the store before we came home and picked up some snacks. i put your guys' favorites in the pantry" aaliyah said with a gentle smile before walking to her room. as i went to turn around and get nikas attention i saw that she was already engaging in a conversation with caroline. i looked down at the floor and walked to aubrey's room, who i noticed wasnt in the kitchen or the living room. i gently knocked on her door. "come in!" i opened the door and shut it gently behind me. "heyyyy" aubrey turned around from her computer to look at me. i gave her a soft wave in response. without saying anything i threw myself on her bed, shoving my face in a pillow.

"why are you so upset?" aubrey said, now completely focused on me. i brought my face up from the pillow to reveal my reddened features. i sat myself up on the edge of aubrey's bed and started kicking my feet back and forth. "ok this may sound shitty of me but i can't decide between these two girls an-" i almost started rambling before aubrey gave me a menacing look and interrupted me. "paige and what was her name....abby right?" my entire face went into immediate shock. no way this had gotten around that quickly. i quite literally felt like i was in highschool at this very moment. getting multiple crushes at a time. drama getting around. my god was it annoying. my head fell into the palms of my hands and i rubbed my eyes trying not to cry. at this point my feet had stopped kicking and there i was again wanting to scream into that pillow. instead of exhausting myself i decided to get out as fast as possible.

i rushed through the room and back out to the living area. i gently pushed by a couple of the girls who tried to grab my attention. the only thing i was able to do once i got outside was just let everything out. tears streamed down my face making my cheeks redder than they already were. the sun had started to set by now and i figured some people might be going out tonight. before anymore of my breakdown could happen, i pulled out my phone and texted abby's number asking if she could pick me up. i knew that she would probably leave me on read or something but in the back of my mind i really really needed her to respond. the second my phone buzzed and it was abby's name with a blank contact asking for my address i couldn't help but squeal. i quickly sent her the address and rushed back inside to change into a black tank top and shorts with a loose jacket over it. i slipped on my socks and a pair of old black converse before brushing my hair through and throwing on mascara. finally after only spending five minutes getting ready, i grabbed my lipgloss and bag as i rushed back out the door. "i'm going out i'll be back!" i yell out to the girls without giving them a chance to respond. the moment i get outside i see a black chevrolet malibu parked on the street infront of me. my eyes peer through the window which was slightly tinted to see abby's auburn hair. i didn't waste anytime getting in her car. the front seat was empty so i assumed that i was able to get sit there. once i had actually gotten in abby immediately waved to me with that same smile on her lips like when we first saw eachother.

"why on earth did you text me to pick you up? someone break up with you or something?" abby said laughing while driving down the road. i didn't even know where we were going but i was just praying that it was a club. "uh just. having a moment you know. i needed a way out, kind of" abby kept a soft grin on her face the entire ride. i'm pretty sure she caught onto the fact that i wanted to get wasted so when she started pulling up to a parking lot in the middle of know where i felt pretty excited. abby parked her car and practically dragged me out and into an alleyway. the both of us were laughing the entire time we made our way to the entry of whatever this place was called. i had my ID in my hand ready to show to the bouncer. the second we stepped into the club there were lights flashing in my eyes and people bumping up against my back while dancing. abby had a strong grip on my hand and led me through the crowd to a booth where im guessing her friends were sitting at. "y/n this is arron, layla, kyrie, and obviously jess" i gave a small wave to everyone and a large smile to jessica. "i'll leave you guys here so you can get to know each other while i get drinks." before i got the chance to tell abby what drink i would want she rushed off to the bar, leaving me with three complete strangers and one half stranger.

abby got back pretty quickly and came with her hands full of drinks. she handed me what looked like a dirty sherley and for the first time, i didn't think of paige. i took a couple sips of my drink as i laid back into the leather of the seat. my eyes wandered around the room and then up to the ceilings. i watched as the lights changed colors against the plain wallpaper. i immediately fell out of whatever i was thinking of when i felt a hand rubbing on my thigh. i looked over to see arron smirking at himself without looking at me. the second his hand tried moving higher up my shorts i gripped onto his hand and tossed it off of me. i cleared my throat before standing up and looking towards abby. "hey abby? dance with me?" i held my hand out for her to hold onto. she took my hand and stood up leaving her drink behind. "drinks on me!" abby yelled out as we made our way to the main dance floor.

i began to sway my hips to the music which happened to be the intro to swim by chase atlantic. my fingers were interlocked with abby's while we both began dancing. the more i began to move my hips the closer i felt abbys hands lurk to my ass. i found a rhythm to dance to and started to grind against abbys waist. her hands were wrapping around my torso getting dangerously close to my tits. the music started to speed up, forcing me to speed up my own pace. this was the moment where i only wanted to kiss someone. abby's began grinding her hips against mine at the same rhythm and before i took things further, i went over to the counter to grab a quick round of shots. no words were exchanged but i saw in abby's eyes that she wanted to go further. i handed her own shot to her and we took ours at the same time. the redhead handed her empty glass to me and i set both of ours on the counter before reaching out for her hips. we were facing eachother now when her hands began to move up my sides, reaching around my boobs. the music only led us down a deeper road. soon enough i found my hand around the back of her neck tugging her into my lips. she maneuvered her tongue in between my lips and started to twist and turn my own tongue around hers. our bodies were pressed together as we proceeded to make out in the middle of probably the biggest crowd i've seen since the last UConn basketball game.

i never imagined this happening when i first met abby but joe that it was happening i couldn't seem to stop. slow moans escaped my mouth that abby began to swallow. finally after dancing for another 20 minutes, abby held me close and whispered in my ear "can you come back to my place tonight?" i nodded without hesitation and wrapped my hands around her hips as we made our way off the dance floor. we passed the booth to say goodbye to everyone then abby payed for the drinks. as soon as we were in her car it was hard to not get in the back seat and continue what we started in the building. abby's hand was resting on my thigh the entire drive to her apartment. the moment we got through the front door i found myself pressed against the wall, legs wrapped around her waist, lips melting together. she slowly moved her hands down to my shorts to unbutton them. i unwrapped my legs enough to kick my shorts off along with my panties. her hands roamed around my stomach before she took my thighs into her hands again to carry me into her bedroom. she shut the door behind her before placing me down on the bed. she sat me down on the edge of the bed and began to spread my thighs apart, placing kisses on my inner thigh. "abby please...." i pleaded as she kept on teasing at my entrance. just as she was about to touch my cunt with her lips she stopped and looked up. that's when i realized that in these past 10 minutes i hadn't looked at abby the entire time since we left the club.

"who?"

[milkgemini]

In My Life

Pairing: Josh Kiszka x f!reader

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: smut! 18+ minors DNI language, fingering (f receiving), unprotected sex.

a/n: there was a tweet posted about josh fucking you, then singing you to sleep so i ran with it. for my two josh babies, love you guys :’) (i love to take requests so if you want to see anything, message me!)

listen

It was the morning after Christmas. You and Josh had fallen asleep last night to the small 4 foot  tree in the corner, partially illuminating the room. You are the first one to wake, hearing the subtle snores of him next to you, half his face covered by the pillow. 

You reach over to his nightstand to grab your phone. 9:47 am. Perfect. Still enough time to lay in bed and scroll through your phone before you should wake up Josh to start your day. 

The first thing you do is open up the Twitter app. Greta Van Fleet had posted a video yesterday wishing their fans a happy holiday. You had watched the video continuously without opening it, not to wake him with the volume from your phone. 

As you read the replies to the tweets, you start to giggle at what his fans are saying. One tweet in particular causes you to laugh so hard the bed softly shakes, waking Josh in the process. You turn to him to see he has one eye open, a confused look on his face. He lifts his head, eyes squinting, to see what is going on. 

“I’m sorry babe, go back to sleep.” you shush him. 

“Now how am I going to fall back asleep without knowing what is so funny.” He scooches closer to you in bed. His arm splayed across your waist as you sit up, back against the head of his bed. He lays his head on your chest peeking down at your phone. 

“I’m just reading the replies to the band’s tweet last night. You have some humorous fans, you know that?” you say with a smirk. 

“Oh do I?” he reaches his hand to your phone, beginning to scroll with his thumb, the other four fingers wrapping around your phone over top your fingers. 

“Wait, look at this one!” You stop his scrolling to click on one specific tweet. “They’re calling you ‘smooshy’ now, Josh. You’re their ‘smooshy’ babe.” Your laughter begins to pick back up. 

“Well thank you…” he squints closer to see the name of the person who posted the tweet, “Emmy. Love you too.” He huffs a laugh to himself. 

You click the button on the side of your phone to lock it, and place it back on the table beside his bed. Shifting yourself, you’re laying on your side now facing Josh, hands resting against your head on the pillow. 

The two of you take in the presence of each other for a little while. With the sun shining through the white wispy curtains from the window, his features become even more prominent in this moment. You remove the hand resting under your head to bring it to his face, tracing the outline of it with your fingertips. He closes his eyes and lets himself just feel. Giving you soft hums in approval to the light touch. 

After a while, he grabs your hand and places the softest kiss to your fingertips. The feeling of his plump lips from sleep sending a shiver down your spine. 

He was so beautiful, especially in the morning. Eyes lulled from sleep, lips perfectly swollen, and his voice had a slight rasp to it. 

You pull him closer to you, noses just touching, as you wrap your leg around his hip as if to hold him there so he can never escape. His hands are big compared to yours. He reaches up to brush the hair laying on your cheek and tuck it behind your ear. Once his obstruction is cleared, he caresses your jaw and brings you in to join his lips with yours. 

The kiss is lazy, which turns into sloppiness. No one is in a rush. You have hours before it’s time to leave the house. With your lips pressed together, nose slotted against his, you breathe in deeply, inhaling his natural scent. Taking in the scent of him, he opens his mouth to invite you inside with your tongue. The second you feel his tongue slide against yours, you feel the ache that’s forming in your core. 

Josh picks up on your sudden shift of mood, smirking into the kiss. Underneath the white fluffy comforter, you both are bare from the activities that occurred the night prior. You could never have too much Josh. 

His fingers leave the side of your face, and begin to trace down the outline of your side to your hips. Following in his path, goosebumps form on your skin. You buck your hips towards Josh, trying your best to get as close as you possibly can to him, skin against skin. 

With your center hovering just over his belly button, you feel his length begin to harden under you. Open mouth kisses still taking place, you moan into him at the feeling of his cock growing harder. You reach between each of your bodies to take his length into your palm and stroke him gently. He bucks his hips up into your touch craving more. 

“In a rush are we, Josh?” you break the passionate kiss to tease him. 

He grabs your face to bring you back to him, smirking into the kiss. 

“Just can’t get enough of you, love” his voice is raspy and spoken directly upon your lips. So close you can feel the movement against your own. “Need to feel you. Can I-“ 

Without letting him finish, you grab his wrist, pushing his hand down to where you too want to feel him right now, gaining another grin from him. 

He doesn’t waste any time making you wait or teasing you. His middle finger dips down between your lower lips, feeling how wet you are for him. 

“Ugh fuck…” his raspy groan breathes into your mouth. He retracts his lips from yours to watch your reaction as he slips his middle finger inside you. 

Your jaw falls open as his finger is now fully submerged into you. You give him a slight nod, instructing him to move. He pushes his finger in and out of you with ease from how wet you are for him right now. 

“Please give me more, Josh. Want to feel you stretch me out with your fingers.” you whisper onto his lips, both of your hands grasping his face keeping it in place, noses touching. 

As he pulls out his middle finger, he pushes back in now with his ring finger following. His pace quickens, shoving the two fingers in and out of you fast. The sounds of your wetness caused by his fingers and your short whimpers bounce off the walls of his room. 

He pushes his fingers into the hilt. His knuckles brushing against the lips of your pussy. Once full inside, he starts to curl his fingers into you, causing the volume of your moans to increase. 

“That’s it, baby. Just feel it. Do my fingers feel good inside of you right now?” His voice remains a whisper to you. 

“Fuck Josh, keep going I’m gonna cum, please.” 

Once he hears your voice, dripping with lust, begging him to make you cum, he picks up the pace. He harshly fucks his fingers into you, his thumb every once and a while brushing against your clit. 

With all three of his fingers working you just right, he feels your walls twitch inside and abruptly pulls them out from you. 

“Josh.. no baby. Please, I was so close.” 

He grabs your hips and swiftly adjusts you to straddle his lap. With you sitting just above his cock, he doesn’t even answer to your needs but instead grabs your face, forcing your lips to crash onto his once again. He goes right into the kiss open mouthed, wanting to feel your tongue slotted against his. 

Finally, he breaks the kiss to reply, “I’m sorry babe.” He reaches behind you grabbing his length, flicking the tip of his cock through your folds, which causes your eyes to subtly roll back. “Just want to feel you cum around my dick. Is that okay?” He goes back to kiss you again, a smile on his face knowing you’re going to submit to his request. 

Positioning your wet core above his length, he removes his hand letting you take control. Your tongue still swiping against his in his mouth, you start to slide yourself against his cock. This time it’s him that’s beginning to lose control beneath you. As you grind your wet core against him, your slick rubbing up and down his cock, he grasps onto the meat of your hips hard, pressing his fingertips into your skin. You silently pray to yourself that he leaves marks for you to relish in the mirror later. 

“I can’t take it anymore.” He reaches down to grab the base of his cock, teasing your entrance. Butterflies begin to rattle in your stomach just feeling him against you finally. 

“Sit.” He commands you, taking a hand to your shoulder and pushing you down. You take him in fully, sitting all the down, your thighs against the skin of his hips. A moan roars out of you as you feel him stretch you out in one swift motion. His cock lays still inside of you as you lean down to continue a kiss upon his lips. Slowly, you begin to move your hips, allowing him to slowly slip in and out of you. 

You can feel him squirm underneath you. You’re playing his game right back to him. If he wanted to deny you of your orgasm, he can take the slow motions you are giving him right now. 

He taps the outside of your thigh twice. “Please baby.. just a little faster” he begs underneath you.

“Oh yeah, Josh? Show me how you want it.” 

He huffs a laugh to himself, accepting the challenge. He roughly grabs your hips almost to the point of it being painful, but the pleasure he is giving you from his cock is too distracting for you to care. He bucks his hips up onto your ass, shoving his cock quickly in and out of you. 

“Fuck Josh, yes keep going please!”

He grunts from all the work he’s putting in to fuck up into your pussy. His brows scrunched together focusing on pleasuring you to the fullest. As the pace of your whimpers begin to increase, and the sight of your tits bouncing in his face, his cock twitches inside of you followed by a needy whine from him. 

His right hand leaves your hip, and you watch him move it to attach to your clit. He presses slow circles onto your sensitive bud, feeling you become even more wet for him inside. Your walls begin to clench around his cock, the pleasure of both his length and his fingers becoming too much. 

“Fuck I’m gon-“

“Cum. Now.” He harshly rasps to you. 

His commanding voice helps you get there immediately. Your eyes shutting tight, and your fingernails digging into the skin of his biceps. With not a care in the world, you let your moans take over you, almost too loud. 

“Fuck.” You breathe out to him as you begin to come down back to him; he reaches for you to kiss through the tail end of your orgasm. 

“Can you turn around for me, babe?” He asks. “Won’t take long now, seeing your ass in the air for me”

His request pulls a whimper from you. You crawl out of his lap, knees on the bed, face in the pillow, and your ass up for him. He shuffles behind you, slotting himself between your ankles. His knees push yours aside, causing you to arch your back even more for him. 

He fists his length at the base, and slides his clock between your folds, gathering your arousal before slamming himself all the way into you without giving any warning.

An almost scream like moan leaves your throat, abruptly cut off as he grabs a fistful of your hair. 

He pulls you back closer to him. “Just want you to take it, okay? Can you do that for me? Be a good girl, yeah?” 

Unable to respond, your response is a mere whimper. In this new position, his cock is able to brush against your cervix easier, causing a tight feeling to form in your stomach once again. 

He reaches around to play with your clit, now faster than before. Between his harsh thrusts from behind and his fingers toying with your clit, you feel yourself nearing the edge once again. 

A swift smack to your ass causes you to jolt forward, relishing in the pleasure mixed with pain. 

“I feel you. Cum for me, love.” 

Not missing one thrust in between his words, all it takes is a few more circles around your clit to push you into oblivion once more. The involuntary clench of your walls around his cock sends him into climax as well at the same time, unleashing his warmth fully inside of you. He hunches his body over, his mouth against your ear, panting beside you. 

As you both catch your breath and come back down to earth, he reaches next to the bed to find a white undershirt lying on the floor. Softly and slowly, he slides himself out of you for the last time, wiping you clean before his cum can leak down your thigh. 

With your back no longer arched, you lay flat on the bed, head tilted onto the pillow, hands resting beneath. He tosses the shirt to the other side of the room and falls into bed next to you. 

You turn your face to him and smile. He plants a quick kiss to your lips and smiles back at you, scanning your face and smiling back to himself. 

“Pure beauty.” He whispers against your lips.

“Mmm” you snuggle yourself further into the pillow. 

His fingertips ghost the skin of your back, tracing patterns up and down your spine. Your eyes flutter shut with a smile on your face. 

Josh lays next to you, his head propped up on the palm of his hand, gazing over your features as you start to drift off. 

“Sing to me, Josh.” You mumble to him, eyes still closed. 

He giggles to himself, never stopping the tickles to your back. 

“Though I know I’ll never lose affection 

For people and things that went before 

I know I’ll often stop and think about them”

Josh notices your breathing slow down, and your face fully relaxed into the pillow. He reaches over to press a kiss to your temple, softly finishing the song in your ear. 

“In my life, I love you more.” 

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[ratislatis]

top ten reason to cry today

brother declared he would pay for dungeons and daddies tour ticket (i secretly wanted desperately to go)

dungeons and daddies s3 (that I didn't know about) came out today (slay)

last day of college. fuck

HADES II (NOT CLICKBAIT) (HOW DID I LEARN THIS THROUGH A THERM UPLOAD) (LIVE LAUGH THERM) (BLESS)

someone subcribed to my youtube channel today and I haven't updated it in a year and a half

dungeons and daddies s3 is ouy

imgcrying

holy shif

im in a study room and mt friends are laughing at MEEEEE

DUNGEONS AMND DADDIES SEASON 3??? 3RD ONE???? I THOGUHT MR BURCH WAS MOVING ON I THOUGHT THEY WERE THROWING IN THE TOWEL IM GONNA SOB ACTUALLY I STILL HAVEN'T LISTENED TO THE S2 FINALE BECAUSE I DIDNT WANT IT TO END. OH GOD. IT IS SO UNEQUIVOCALLY JOEVER GAMERS

BROSKI REPORT POSTED. WHEN I NEEDED HER MOST THE SUPREME LEADER PROVIDED. BLESS UP MY MOST EFFERVESCENT ILLUMINATED QUEEN

[whyispaflsoaddicting]

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[radical-rigatoni1]

Chapter 59 of Hey Sunshine came out like 2 days ago let's GOOO!!

Sorry if it's like messy, I started this at like 11 pm (it's 2 am rn). I just HAD to make something for the latest chapter. It was so good, holy shit.

@leadenn [hehe since you have a tumblr now I can just @ you instead >:3]

( crazy rambles below, I talk a lot and I'm tired)

Oh yeah and also I'm getting used to a new app bcs clipstudio just stopped working 4 some reason? so my art might look like double crap while I get used to this new layout lol. Can someone just tase me I need to stop typing.oh my god wait no I just fucked up he doesn't have the bark thingies what's-it-called on his shoulders SHOULDER PADS sorry sory sory I'll shut up now.

Nevermind I remembered I can cut everything I say down here off so it's not filling up the page yay!! Okay. So I wanted to talk about the chapter because that shif was CRAZY and I've tried to comment but then I accadentally refresh and I lose all my rant. And also ao3 logged me out which is 👏 amazing👏

First off Mikey wakes up and it's like okay! So seems kinda.. normal! But when is a hey sunshine chapter that starts our normal ever really normal. Leaden you will effect the way I read fanfic for the rest of my life. Because holy shit more dimension x mentions like SO much more, I was genuinely kinda wondering more what happened there. He kills a little rabbit and I'm like "Okay I get it" but I'd just seen a little bunny eating fruit asmr video so I'm a little soft 🥲

Also holy shit Mikey body count. He'd be that meme like "what's yo body count" "###" "damn that's high! You whore" "Oh you meant sex wise?" "...what do you- yes I mean- what other type of body count do you have?" "..." "...dude???"

Donnie has white people cooking

I wanted to talk more abt the rad chapter but its 3 and I want to post this before I go to bed for a century or 2 again. 😴 .