#someone should shut me up about it 👉👈

[complicitgirlfrot]

Kinks to Rate!

-Shibari/Suspension Bondage

-Edging

and/or

-Overstimulation

-Free Use

~~ChronicallyGreyt

Ty for the ask grey! I'm gonna answer all of them cuz i'm greedy (〃ω〃)

-Shibari/Suspension Bondage

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

Only reason this isn't higher is simply becaus I haven't done it, unless you count using my legs to practice certain lashings and knots when I was in the BSA. Had I some quality rope I'd probably self tie with like a tourtiseshell harness all the damn time. I love the way shibari looks aesthetically. I love the amount of thought and care that has to go into it from both parties. I love the almost ritualistic process.

Same with suspension honestly. The amount of discussion that has to occur before hand? 10/10. The raw sexual potential? 11/10. Blindfold me and suspend me in a room full of people so I can pretend i'm being ravaged by tentacles for a night.

-Edging/Overstimulation

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

Gonna package these two together cuz my answer for both is fairly similar. I love being on the giving end of both. I love the sense of control i have when my tongue is buried in my partner and i feel their thighs clench around my head either trying to pull me closer or push me away. The best comes with pushing them to the edge over and over and once they beg for release shifting into overstimulation since they asked so nicely

As far as recieving goes... i like both conceptually. Fuck, i adore it conceptually. However, I dont subjected to it much cuz of the dynamic i have going on with my very ace partner. And i really struggle with doing it to myself cuz that means holding myself accountable and unfortunately that bitch has the self discipline of a wet paper bag trying to hold a bowling ball

-Free Use

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

FUCK YES. Like, obviously this kind of play needs a lot of negotiation ahead of time, but whennit's handled well? *chefs kiss*

Literally a top 10 fantasy for me, especially when times get stressful cuz boy do i fucking love to daydream about not having many or any responsibilities and getting to live for either mine or someone elses pleasure for a day or weekend or whatever. Let me be someones personal toy, either for private use or to share with friends. Let my friend group use me whenever/however they want. Let me be the subject of scrutiny as i get probed and studied by a team of cold discerning scientists. Let me have fun in a glory hole. Hell, set me up in one of those hole in the wall relief stations, outfitted with a wide array of lube and toys for other queer people to use and have fun with me. Y'know that post about the girl with bouncers and contractual consent? Living my dream

Like, obvs, i know that it's basically all and will probably remain fantasy (or at least it will for a long while), but a girl can still dream, right?

[thescarletnargacuga]

What about the @sm-baby 's Carnival! au? Maybe a fic of non-sentient Pomni being flirty with Caine and then Bubble apearing to anoy them lmao. Would be great if we can a carnival au showtime :D

A/N: I'll admit, I'm a bit nervous to do this one, but I'll give it my best 👉👈

FLIRTATION FRUSTRATION

CARNIVAL AU CREDIT: @sm-baby

See Mushy's non-sentient Pomni art HERE!

WARNING: suggestive themes, non-sentient Pomni, trapped sentience

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"Wait, wha- what's going on?? Oh no! No! No! No!"

Pomni struggled against her own programming. The overpowering AI shut her consciousness away behind her own eyes. She could see, hear and feel everything happening around her, but Caine couldn't hear her. Not the real her.

"Oh, Player~" Pomni strutted over to Caine confidently, his back to her.

"Yes, dear, what is iiiiiiiiit?" Caine drew out his last word because Pomni traced a finger down the side of his jaw to his chin, holding it with her thumb and forefinger. She was standing way too close. "Uh....what are you doing?" He was already sweating.

"Trying out for the worst AI Olympics, WHAT DOES THAT LOOK LIKE???"

"I found your performance today simply spectacular. You should be rewarded....by me." Pomni leaned closer.

Caine backed up, but she followed him all the way to the wall. He pressed himself against it as if trying to phase through it to get away from her. "Uuuuuuh...Pomni, I don't think now is the best time for this."

"No [%$!#], Sherlock."

"There's always time for rewarding. Especially when I get to give it to someone like you." Pomni pressed her chest against Caine's, reaching up to fiddle with the wind-up key on the side of his head.

"WHAT-! NO! PLEASE! I'M SORRY, CAINE!!" Sentient Pomni screamed with embarrassment.

Caine's hands trembled as he gripped the wall behind him, sweat poured from his heated face. Having her against him felt so good, but...he was panicking. "You don't want me, I'm not-"

"Oh, but I do. You're so handsome and strong and kind to me...you're my dream come true. Do you know what I would like to be true?"

Caine swallowed hard. Her pressing against him was making him feel things he wasn't used to handling. His whole body felt hot. He was afraid to ask. "...what?"

"Oh, god..." Sentient Pomni covered her face in shame, bracing for what was coming.

"That you would hold me close at night after making my bells jingle for hours." Pomni's eyes gazed into his with dark lust.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Caine's eyes were so wide, they could burst. The way she phrased it got her words around the censor, but they were pretty on the nose. "Pomni, please, I-...uh, um-"

"You don't have to beg, Player..." Pomni leaned in just within an inch of his teeth. "I'll gladly show you all of my tricks. I'll keep you entertained all night long."

"HUH??? I DON'T HAVE ANY TRICKS! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?"

Caine could feel her whispered words. His heart was going mad in his chest. "Pomni, as lovely and as wonderful as you are... I think that, uh you maybe might be...not in the right state of mind?"

"FINALLY! SO YOU CAN TAKE A HINT! THAT'S! NOT! ME!"

"Aw, you think I'm lovely? That's so sweet of you to say. How could I resist someone with such a way with words?" Pomni closed her eyes and kissed Caine.

"WH-!?" Sentient Pomni couldn't form words. She could feel the kiss. It was gentle, despite how aggressively the AI was after Caine.

Caine went still as a statue, his eyes wide open. The kiss just kept going. A lot of him didn't want it to stop. Slowly, his eyes closed. The only part he managed to relax.

Sentient Pomni felt her own digital heart hammering. Kissing him felt so good. Her heart wanted this but her mind struggled to handle it. "You don't want me...you can't want me..."

Pomni's world went black, then she realized it was because her eyes were shut. She opened them. She was in control again. She jumped back away from Caine. "AAAH! I'M SO SO SO SORRY!!"

Caine hit his head against the wall in surprise when Pomni snapped out of whatever just happened. He rubbed his head and stepped away from the wall. "It- it's okay! Really! I didn't mind- uh, well, that is to say that- uh..." He nervously fidgeted with his hands. "I kind of....liked....you kissing me." He avoided her gaze.

Pomni was shaking. "What..?"

"I MEAN- I wish that maybe you told me that's what you wanted to do instead of just doing it, I'm not good with reading people, but nevertheless, I...liked it." Shame bubbled up inside of him. Maybe he shouldn't say that? Was he doing this wrong? He couldn't sit still.

Pomni blinked as she processed what he said. "You...want me to kiss you?"

"ONLY IF YOU WANT TO!!" He was panicking. "Maybe- we just forget the whole thing, yeah? I said too much!" He held his teeth shut, his face burning with the darkest of blush.

Pomni gently took his hands away from his face. Her own were still shaking. "Hey, um...I liked it, too." She quietly admitted.

Caine's teeth opened a little. "Really?"

"Yeah..."

They made soft eye contact. Butterflies filled both of them. Caine's hands interlaced fingers with Pomni's. "Maybe...we could...again?" He carefully asked.

Pomni stood on her toes a little to lean up to Caine. He met her for a proper kiss. A wonderful soft warmth spread through them. They barely moved, letting the contact alone feel special. This was for them, no interference-

Bubble popped in out of nowhere. "Hey, boss! I detected your heart rate and came as fast as I could! Are you alright??"

Caine and Pomni jumped apart. "NO! Er- yes, Bubble! I'm fine! Thank you!" Caine held his hands behind his back. Pomni avoided looking at Bubble altogether.

Bubble looked from Caine to Pomni and back. "Ohhhhhh, I see. Sorry for interrupting." Bubble vanished.

Pomni hid her face in her hands. "Does the shame ever end!?!?"

Caine hid behind his teeth. "Dear, you are asking the wrong person."

[smilingangel582]

Yo yo... ik I don't take requests and all... but I have my reasons... im really sorry! I just have a lot on my plate! But writing is all I need and I would like to write as much as I want! That's all, thank you 👉 👈

Anyway! Wind breaker is the new hot topic for me! Idk about u guys but im loving the mc

Haruka sakura! Love his name, style, antics, and cuteness overload when he gets flustered and shy!

Possible lers! Suo, Umemiya, Togame!

I want more of these guys srsly!

Ok, so warning spoilers alert! Anime and manga

Sakura's Dilema!?

Sakura ate Kotoha's omelette rice as usual. She would smile fondly at him throughout and began her unusual newspaper routine about town.

"...so that's what granny sato said..."

Sakura licking his fingers clean shrugged, "Hm, good..."

Somewhat a little impressed, "Your improving. You don't get flustered anymore when someone compliment you?"

Sakura scoff, "That's a hundred years ago... im not that weak"

She smiled warmly, a hand resting under her chin as he looked at Sakura, "Well i guess everyone should compliment you more now, if that's the case..."

A small heat crept up to his cheeks, Kotoha giggled teasingly, "Ah ha! There's that cute blush we all like..."

"S-shut up! So you guys are praising me because you like to see me reaction??" He snapped, getting flustered.

She grinned looking sideways, "Maybe? Or maybe not but... granny said its adorable... and so do I" winking back Sakura gritted his teeth, a shade of red growing uncontrollably on his face.

She chuckles, thinking, "Maybe I should stop teasing him..." Then she speaks with a calmer tone to relax Sakura's tensed embarassment.

"Oh, Sakura... I almost forgot..."

Looking up from his plate, his face back to his normal colour gradually, "Yh what?"

"Ume told me the shishitoren buddies are coming over at Furin high..."

Almost choking on the eggs, Sakura looked up with a surprised frown, standing up with a daring grumble, "Huh? Why? Are they here to pick a fight?"

Kotoha sighs, "No, that's not it... its-"

He cuts in, "Maybe they wanna fight me again! Hah! I'll show them!" He quickly stuffed his mouth with the final bits of rice and eggs, but deliberately ignoring his veggies and sets out.

Kotoha was too surprised to protest as she couldn't even finish, as the bell tinkled upon his leave, "E-eh? Sakura! Hold up! That isn't what I... meant..." she murmured the last part as he was already gone, smiling confusedly, she sigh again, "That idiot..."

Meanwhile, Sakura hurrying towards the school began to notice a large crowd of bofurin and shishitoren looking at each other. Suspecting it's a fight, Sakura lets out a growl, "Oi! Do u wanna fight?"

The others stared, and half of shishitoren lunged towards him. But not in the way he expected. They crowded him like a flock of fan boys.

"That's the first year that beat our second in command!"

"Wow! He's got a funny but cool look!"

"Is he strong? I can feel it!"

So many ushering and laughter comes from the usually wild shishitorens. Sakura gets flustered and shocked. "H-hey, what's going on?"

"Sakura-san, didn't kotaha-san tell ya?" Nirei finally steps forward, smiling as he helped him out from the crowd, "Shishitoren are here on Umemiya-san's orders for a casual get-together..."

Silent, Sakura stared, "Eh... rly? That's it?"

He nods now, grabbing his hand, "Come, they are all at the auditorium!"

Past the hallways, Sakura could tell the room is less tensed than it should be if it's back those days. There... he can see Togame, Toyama, Umemiya and Suo standing in one pack -oh and Sugishita glaring at Sakura.

Sakura smirks, "Well well... I thought it was a battle but its just a silly tea party..."

Togame played along, feigning meance, "Oh? would you have preferred us thrashing your butt, Sakura?"

Eyeing him challengingly, "Ah... the second in command himself, Togame, wants to lose again..."

The older guy steps in with his geta clattering on the ground. He has a much mellower appearance in contrast to Sakura's first impression of him. Sakura says he prefers the other and colder Togame, but... who knows what a tsundere actually says and means?

Togame clapped him in the back, "So, Sakura... how have you been?"

"Hmph! Mr. Sloth himself... what a surprise"

Togame smiles, genuinely happy, as he continues this banter, "Well, you are still that brat who almost got pummeled by me,"

Sakura scoffs, "As if! I never lose..."

"Togame and Sakura have history to share..." Umemiya grins gleefully, and Toyama has his arms around Umemiya, very buddy-like and close as expected. Its ironic to how things used to be. There's more liveliness and strength in Shidhitori.

Everyone had a harmonious atomosphere compared to how they met the first day. Even Sako has a reserved but amiable relationship with Hiragi. Sakura felt somewhat... relieved...

Suo mentions slyly as he crept behind Sakura, "Well, Togame-san? Want to have another fun fight with our grade captain?"

Sakura's ears turn red as he snaps at Suo, "Oi, don't push it..." however he looks at Togame expectantly, "Well, I don't mind a bit of fighting and all..."

Nirei squeaked, "B-but... Sakura..."

"Dont worry, Nirei... look, " Suo pats his back with assurance. They both watched Togame smile more openly, not in the prior meancing grin, "Yaa... It's been too long, Othello-kun. I hope you learnt something from me that time..."

"Oh? You mean other than how I punched you?" Sakura provoked, which Togame narrowed his eyes playfully, "Don't get cocky..."

Toyama brightened up, "Ne,ne Ume-chan, are they gonna fight?"

Umemiya sighs but not in dismay, "Seriously... alright, I suppose, but don't go too far, or else Hiragi needs another stock of gas-kun ten"

"Oi!"

Soon, Togame was in his usual stance. Instead of glaring, he was looking forward to it. Nirei grabbed his notebook, and began scribbling on a new page.

Suo asked, "Are you gathering information on Togame?"

Nirei grins, sticking his tongue as he concentrated, "Not quite... It's for Sakura-san as he told me to write down his flaws so he can improve himself, I want to know what's his weak points are, too, anyway..."

Suo gives a brief laugh, "Other than the fact that he's so easily red when someone compliments him?"

Nirei conceded with a chuckle, "Well, yh that too... but something else..."

Togame lunged just the moment Sakura moved. It expected that Togame strives for grappling more and he's more intent on grabbing Sakura instead of punching him

"Ugh, I hate this fighting style!" Sakura sneered as he dodged perfectly. Regardless, their hits are serious despite the playful nature. Sakura could feel Togame grab his shoulders to push him down, but he's too flexible as Sakura slips away.

"Whew close!" Toyama mentioned and Umeniya agreed with a smile.

Sakura managed to dodge and yet...

"Gotcha..." Togame slipped under his arm to judo flip him from behind. Sakura felt the force as he made contact on the ground, yet Togame carefully made it less forceful and used his hand to protect the back of his head. Nevertheless Sakura twisted himself to avoid being pinned down. Instead, he spun himself with his leg wrapping around his opponents waist now switching sides.

Togame slipped a bit but latched on to his waist a bit unexpectedly.

The touch caught Sakura off guard despite it being an obvious grapple. Surprising everyone, Sakura stumbled down on his knees.

This was noted by the shishitoren second in command. Then, getting an idea, Togame slowly poked his waist while using his body weight to pin the shorter guy down, "Hm... interesting discovery..."

"H-hey! Wait! Dohont doho that!" Sakura flinched now, arcing his back as Togame's touch became gentler and swift around his sides, a light giggle slipping out of Sakura's grinding teeth.

"Oh my, is the little delinquent a bit sensitive?" Suo teased from the background, beating Togame from saying a similar phrase.

Sakura gets flustered again, now trying so hard to keep his laughter under control. Togame's nimble fingers began to crawl up his stomach, which made Sakura shriek and quickly scramble away from him, "Ack... NOHO?!"

A frivolous yet sinister grin was plastered on Togame's face. He raised his hands, tauntingly wiggling his fingers, "Uh oh, someone's in trouble... too bad I found out this weakness first..."

Nirei, mildly shocked, immediately began jotting down notes, giving a serious nod to himself, "Intriguing indeed, but a guy like Sakura is bound to be ticklish..."

Nirei flinched when Sakura yelled. Snapping his head with an aghast look, "Huh? Whohoho's sihihide ahahahahare youhuhu ohohohon, boke?"

"Now now, you can't even keep your giggles to yourself, Sakura..." Suo snickered.

"Y-YOHohou bahahastard!" He raised a hand to try and punch Togame and use a leg to kick his face.

Togame took this chance to lunge forward, dodging them effectively. Like the tackle from last time during the fight, Togame pushed himself forward towards Sakura's midriff. He managed to use his strength to get him down again, "You shouldn't let your guard down... even at friendly spars"

"Ah!" Sakura yelped, trying to turn on his stomach to escape, as this is no longer fighting but play fighting, "S-shit!"

Togame instantly grabbed his shoulders to stop him, "Uh uh uh~ Sakura... where do you think you're going...?" He dug his nimble fingers into Sakura's sides, suddenly eliciting a squeal and contagious giggles that sounded so unlikely of the tough Sakura. It went crescendo to decrescando at each sensitive spot he targeted.

"EEEh! DohoHOHOho noHOHOt! HahAHAHAHa, thiHIHIHIHIs iHIsn't fahAHAHAHAHAIR!"

"Who said fighting is about fair play?" Togame snickered mercilessly, almost like an evil older brother, "You of all people should know that, little Othello. Plus, it's cute when you lose control..." That earned a beet red blush from the victim as he kicked and thrashed, not even coordinating his defences.

Toyama and Umemiya grinned at this, and the others watched how their bonding went on through this 'spar' session.

Still the leader of Furin sigh, "Honestly it's dangerous if anyone finds out about his weakness..."

Toyama laughed, "Yes! Isn't he like strong as you? It's crazy how he's trying to fight back like this..."

Nirei chuckles, "I never expected this side of him, its... surprisingly cute"

"You mean unsurprisingly Nirei-kun," Suo winked, now pointing towards the fight with a gleeful look. Sugishitha, who's been eye rolling as he watered the plants, took multiple glances back at the little one-sided tickle fight.

Sakura tried to kick him (half-heartedly) but instead felt a suddenly electric tingle spread down and up his leg as Togame sqeezed his knee -whether it is accidental or intentionally was unknown.

Shocked beyond anything...

His laugh kicked a knotch as Togame began to tickle under his knee, unable to use his hands as they uselessly failed. They just hit the wooden floor instead, "AHAHA! NOHOT THEHEHERE! DAHAHAMN IT!"

Togame laughed at that, not stopping as Sakura couldn't place his attacks properly, "Oho? I should've gone for the knees before... It's funny how you got restrained by a mere touch there,"

"AHAHA BAHAHASTARD! NOHO WAY I'M LOHOSING!"

"Then... what about... heeere?"

Togame used his bodyweight to pin his shins and then squeezed his upper thigh. This made Sakura go wild, "GAH! N-NOO! HAHA SHIT! YOU AHAHAHASS!"

Seeing him slightly going red, Togame decide to give him a break. But... just a break.

Just five seconds at least... Togame thought menacingly.

5...

"Haah haaa..."

4...

"J-jeeheeez, thehehe heheck?" 3...

Togame got ready as he cracked his fingers. 2...

"U-uh eek!"

1...

Sakura's voice hit an octave as he let out a startled shrill when Togame pounced forward to get his ribs, a giggly reaction that melted his heart. It's not as strong as his knees and thighs, at least.

Suo has his usual smile, which stretched widely as he said mysteriously, "I wonder if I can get a turn?"

Nirei gulped, inwardly thinking he should never leave Sakura alone from now on-

"NOOO! HAHAHA, P-PLEHEHEASE NOHOT THEHERE! I TAHAHAKE IT BAHAHAHACK! AHAHA YOHOHOU'RE AHAHA DEHEHEMON!" A surprised squeal from Sakura made Nirei look in bewilderment. Where was Togame tickling to make the tough and cold Sakura to actually beg for mercy?

"Ahhh~ found it... your actually weak in the armpits? How predictable, its so adorable" Togame is, as Nirei will note down, the possible second worst tickle monster... first place being Suo.

Suo chuckles, "You say it's the worst but he's ticklish everywhere"

Togame laughed, still tickling Sakura, "Oh yh... it doesn't matter... his knees are as bad as here..."

Sakura kicked and thrashed weakly, now cackling like a mad man, closing his arms, "NAHAHAA! Y-yohOHOHOU AHAHAHAASS! LEHEHEHehet gOHOHOHo!"

"Mmmm~ nope..."

Panicking instantly, Sakura let out a flustered cry, "FIHIHINEHEHE! FINE! I GIVE UHUHUP!"

His voice raised another octave at the end, and Togame chuckled with amusement, letting his hands leave his armpits, "You are so ticklish there, who would've guessed..." he added with a pinch yo his thighs, making the other squeak weakly jolting, "aaaand there too..."

"It's good enough, that he's a tsundere, but being ticklish one is better," Suo proudly stated.

"Q-Quhuhuiet y-yohou dihihick!"

Evidently, Sakura is catching his breath, still pink in his face, sweating as if he had an actual one-sided 'battle' of blood-lust.

Nirei hummed in consideration as he looked at his notebook, "Hmm, so being ticklish is Sakura's weak point eh? Even I could win against him,"

"Shaddap!" Sakura managed to choke out angrily.

Umemiya gives a laugh, scratching the back of his head, "Oh, I doubt you can cuz Sakura will knock you out cold before you could try. He's a proud guy after all..."

"Oi! Quit talking like I'm not here, dumbass"

Sugishita sneered, clenching the water kettle tightly, "That's Umemiya-san to you, weaksauce!"

Getting up on his elbows, Sakura growl, back to his old self, with remarkable stamina, "Ah? Do you wanna pick a fight mop-head? Cuz I'm game..."

"Ma ma..." Suo stepped in between them, elegantly skimming his eyes over the taller guy, "Sugishita-kun, do you want to upset Umemiya-san?"

The tall guy turned to a radiant happy Umemiya and huffed angrily as he backed away easily. Now Suo turned to Sakura with a much eerie smile, "And Sakura-kun, do you want round two?" He mischievously wiggled his finger, "Instead of Togame, I can step in for him?"

Fear struck him, he blushed, yelling as he swatted those fingers, "H-hohow dare you threaten me! Ugh, whatever... fine, I won't pick a fight with him"

Suo heard Togame speak with amusement from the corner, hands restinf behind his back, "and here I thought you were looking forward for round 2 Sakura..."

"W-why would I?"

Suo answers this time, leaning forward towards his ear, "You never resisted... now did you?"

Sakura instantly turned red, eyes widened with surprise, his golden and black eyes dilating like a cats pupil, "H-huh? I was too concentrated! T-to even fight back!"

"Mmm~" everyone hummed teasingly, not believing him obviously.

This time Toyama grinned childishly, nudging Sakura playfully, "So then, does that mean you admit that you are weak to tickling then?"

"Ah? N-no I didn't say that-!"

"Theeeen, you pretended not to fight back and let me tickle ya?" Togame added... the two shishitoren leaders were putting Sakura in a helpless position.

Silent... Sakura looked away, Suo added, "Quite the bind your in, Sakura-kun"

Debating on what was more embarassing... either he should say that he liked being tickled and pretended not to fight or say he's too ticklish to handle it and fight back.

Sakura fumed for good five seconds before replying with a mutter, "U-ugh fine fine, fine! I'm weak to it so I cant fight back! Happy?"

Everyone grinned fondly, Sakura covered his face, both in shyness and rage.

"Good boy!!" Umemiya ruffled his hair, now making Sakura snap and growl like a little savage puppy.

In a corner with Suo, Nirei, however, chuckled to himself, "I bet he doesn't mind it much..."

Suo grinned, looking at the scene with a glimmering passion, "You guessed it... he's our fearless, cute, tough tsundere grade captain... Sakura-kun"

[ameliaenya707]

could you maybe when you have free time do a wendigo!shigaraki fic?  👉👈🥺

Of course, I love you annon >○<

I'll do the cree mythology route in which the wendigo possess the person. So Shigaraki has his normal appearance (save for a few features that look sunken in or lankier then a human should be)

Help me!

Your least favourite part of the annual camping trips your family took was that it was in the middle of bumfuck nowhere. Why couldn't they do that fancy camping with bathrooms inside the RVs? They just had to be adventurous. And now you found yourself in the dark woods lost. Your lazy brother refused to get the fire wood and the task was then delegated to you. Eventually you got all turned around and the sun set, leaving you all alone in the woods. A tank top and sweats on, leaving you to the elements, shivering as the cool air pricked at your skin. The night was deadly silent, the only sound being the crunching of leaves beneath your feet.

Until it wasn't.

A cry broke through the air, echoing throughout the forest. Startiling you and causing you to drop the firewood you had collected. Tears brimmed your eyes as the harsh reality set in. You were lost in the woods. All alone. Completely hopeless until daytime.

Another cry sliced through the night but it sounded more human than the last. Like a man. Screaming for help?

You held your breath, heart pounding in your chest waiting for another.

"Help me please!"

There it was again! You knew better. Better than to go running to a man screaming for help in the woods. This was how girls got kidnapped and killed by rednecks in the hills. But you were lost. Maybe that man needed genuine help! He might have been just as lost as you.

Letting go of your inhabitions and the disgusting feeling churning in your gut - screaming at you to stay put - you went off in the direction of the crys for help.

When you finally made it to the source of the noise, no one was there. It was just a large clearing, with barely any visibility due to the lack of light. Your heart rate picked up. You could have sworn you heard someone screaming for help! You couldn't stop the sob that escaped the back of your throat. You were terrified! You just wanted to go back home!

"Such a cute little thing, crying already and the worst hasn't even happend to you." Your blood frooze as you heard the mans voice speak behind you. Now much less distressed but scratchy and deep. You swallowed down the bile rising in your throat, squeezing your eyes shut, chest heaving.

You turn around, your entire body shaking as tears run down your cheeks. Eyes meeting with glowing red ones. It looked like a normal guy.

At first glance.

Through teary eyes you could see pale, almost ashen looking skin. Eyes slightly sunken in. Limbs looking a bit lanky, too much for a average human. But it still resembled a man. Pale blue shaggy hair drapped over his eyes, hoodie on - although seemingly torn past repair - and a hand reached up scratching at his neck.

"You look fucking delicious, pretty thing like you out here...fuckkkk you're gonna taste amazing, girls like you are always the sweetest tasting. Lucky thing you're dumb too, lured you out real nice and easy."

You choke on a sob. What was he talking about!? A sob ripped through your body when he suddenly grabbed you, slamming you roughly against a near tree. Despite your best efforts to scream and kick he held you down, nails digging into your flesh, drawing scarlet red out. His incisors biting down viciously into your neck causing a scream to rip through your throat as you thrashed around, trying to rip him off.

"Fuckin- ugh stay still, I wanna play with my food a little bit before I dig in, just lay there and take it, yeah?"

"Get off me!" Your voice now hoarse as you scream. You hear the fabric ripping before you feel the cool air hitting your legs. He holds you down while he rips off the flimsy lace of your panties. You try to scream but his hand covers your mouth as he shoves his cock into you. Tears ran down your cheeks, the painful intrusion shooting through you. Your cunt split open on his fat cock, the tip dragging against your gummy walls.

In the same instance, you feel his teeth bite down on your arm, taking a chunk of your flesh. The feeling of warm blood seeping down your skin.

Helping people never got you anywhere, did it?

[anykindofbean]

Arranged part 1. Arguments

Charlotte Cracker x Reader

I’m honestly surprised that there’s not a lot of content of this man, Like?? Cracker is pretty. 👉👈

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Arranged marriage, Arguments, Cracker forcing himself on you. (Not S/A though, But I wanted to put that there just in case.)

If you wanna check out more of my works: Masterlist

Arranged: Part 2

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Cracker was many things. A sweet commander? Yes. A family man? Also yes. A husband? Absolutely not. At least that was his opinion. His mother’s opinion however always overruled anyone else’s in the Charlotte family.

So when the day came when his mother told him he was marrying someone. He had no say if he wanted to or not.

The day Cracker met you, Was the same day of the wedding. You were beautiful, Sure. But Cracker did not want this, And he made that very well known. To you, His siblings, And even his mother. But she just told him to suck it up.

It’s been a month since the wedding. Despite this unfortunate situation, You at least tried to make this marriage work. You’d prepare dinner for Cracker when he came home, Of course he didn’t eat it.

You did your best to keep the house clean, But he’d tell you to stop, And that he has servants to take care of that.

No matter what you did to make Cracker happy, He’d just shut you down.

You want this to work..

Even if this is an arranged marriage..

You were forced into this just as much as he was.

Might as well try, Right?

So when Cracker came home that day, You were on one of the couches waiting for him.

Cracker looked at you, Taking a deep breath, Before walking off.

“ Cracker?” You called for him, Making him stop in his tracks. “ What?” His voice sounded cold. You looked down at your clothes, Picking at it. “ Can..Can we talk?” You tried to remain calm. The Charlottes can be terrifying after all..

Cracker turned around to look at you again. “ About?”

“….Us?”

Cracker rolled his eyes at that. “ Us? What exactly are we? Huh? We barely know each other for us to be ‘Us’.”

You let out a shaky breath. “ Well,..I’ve been thinking that maybe we should..at least try? I know….I know you didn’t..want this, But I think that maybe if we both put in the effort, We could be….Us.” You looked up at him, almost immediately flinching back at the glare he was giving you.

“ You think I actually want that?”

You looked down at your pants. “ Well…I just thought that-“

Cracker then started walking towards you. “ That I’d want you? That if we spend time together, I’d actually want ‘us’? Well, Let me make it clear. I DON’T!!!”

You flinched once more when he yelled. Cracker head tilted. “ Aw, Did I scare you? Did I hurt your feelings?” And before you knew it, Cracker has you by wrists, Pinning you down to the couch.

“ Is this want you wanted? Us? Like this?” He leaned down, Close to your face. You looked away, Shaking your head. You tried using your feet to shove him off you. “ No! Please..Get off!”

Cracker thankfully got off, Beginning to walk to his room to rest for the night.

“ Next time, Don’t tell me of your thoughts. I don’t want to hear it.”

You watched him close the door, rubbing your wrists. Letting out another shaky breath, You made your way to the room that Cracker had given you.

Now you know..

This would never work out like you wanted..

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I hope you enjoyed. I guess I was feeling angsty..

Part two will be out shortly!

[harmlessghosty]

Hi, Ghosty. I've been wondering if you can do demon brothers with mc that is insecure with their eczema 👉👈

As someone who grew up with (granted, mild) eczema, I feel this in my soul. Even with a little, it can be embarrassing and unbearable, so I can imagine how hard it is with more. Hugs, because it absolutely sucks, and sometimes there’s SO little you can do about it. I usually treat it with creams, but I’m sure everyone varies.

I’ll preface this with the very clear statement that the Obey Me characters do not care what you look like, as long as you’re comfortable and happy. Being insecure of your appearance means you aren’t comfortable and happy, and they’ll each do whatever it takes to change that into something that empowers you, or at the very least helps you feel better in your skin.

—

Lucifer

More often than not would notice early on that you’re self-conscious of your appearance. Long sleeves? Pants? Turtlenecks? All in summer weather? How unusual, and you even seem to be sweating uncomfortably.

At first suggests gently that you should dress for the weather until he realizes that something more must be happening for you to behave so unusually. He asks directly what the problem is, and you decide to tell him—but only in absolute privacy.

Nods in understanding. You don’t want people to see your skin, and he relates to that. After all, the scars from his fall are…

Well, we don’t talk about the scars. All you need to know is that he understands.

Offers to help you find creams, spells or other treatments to settle flare-ups. Lessens your stress so that it doesn’t get worse. Offers his office and bedroom for you to lounge in without covering yourself—whether he’s there with you or not. If he is there with you, he treats you as he would normally—respectful and calm, without acknowledging the rashes unless you want to talk about them.

Mammon

What do you mean you’re not burning up in that get-up? C’mon, take off that sweater. It’s a million degrees and you’re making him feel like he’s sweating!

You agree on the condition that he doesn’t tell anyone and that he doesn’t laugh or make a comment. After all, he won’t shut up forever if you don’t let him see what the problem is.

Oh. Ohh, that explains it.

Tries hard not to stare because ouch, that looks painful. He’s gotten his fair share of rashes and wounds from…Well, being an idiot with spellcraft. But that just means he has tons of sympathy for your condition.

Offers for you to use any of his special, expensive products as you want. He even goes out of his way to find things that’ll settle the flare-ups, even if that means spending more money. “Forget about it. Ya made me itchy, so start usin’ it before I go crazy.”

Doesn’t shy away from physical contact, and doesn’t treat you like you’re a pariah. If you suddenly feel anxious without covering your body, he offers his jacket to lay across your lap or cover your arms or neck. It’s the least he can do, and you look kind of cute with his clothes on. Just make sure ya give it back, and it better smell like those lotions he’s lettin’ you use!

Levi

It’s okay. He looks weird too, especially when he’s in his demon form. I mean, have you seen all his scales? They’re super itchy too when they shed off, and he’s got a mess on his hands making sure they’re cleaned up and not giving him even more skin problems and you must think it’s so weird and inappropriate that he’s comparing his stupid problem to your totally valid one and—

You hush him up quickly, but somehow, his anxiety helps you feel somewhat better?

He sighs and covers his reddened face. “I-I mean, I don’t know if it’ll work on humans, b-but I have…ideas of what works for me.”

Totally understands the social aspect of wanting to cover up or not go out, especially when your eczema is worse than usual or in an obvious spot. Always keeps his door unlocked for you to come and go as you please, and tries extra hard not to stare at your rashes when you’re there. It’s not that he’s judging you, but they just look so painful, and he wants to help so badly…

Absolutely offers to distract you in any way possible. If that means he has to t-touch you to rub on creams, or he just listens to you complain and offers his room as a place of comfort, then he really hopes you take him up on it. He even researches and buys tons of stuff online to try and help, though maybe you’ve tried it all. It’s the thought that counts, right? Right? Tell him he did good.

Satan

“Oh? I’m not familiar with that, but it looks uncomfortable. No wonder you’re insecure about it.”

While it doesn’t help you feel better at all, you respect his ability to be pragmatic, realistic and honest about your eczema. Yes, it’s painful and itchy and really obvious, but did he have to say the quiet part out loud?

So he researches. And he researches. And he asks questions that make no sense, some that do make sense, and others that even researches in the human world probably never thought of. And in the end, he comes up with a game plan that’s…not really what you wanted, but you appreciate the thought behind it.

Maybe you’ll take him up on the offer, or maybe you won’t. It’s totally your decision, but the door is always open. He’ll make all the potions and spells you could ever want to try if it means you’re more comfortable with yourself.

He’s a bit pushy on asking about it sometimes. He wants to help, but he’s not always sure how he can, so he needs a little direction. Once you tell him that you need a place to rest, or some lighter clothes to cover up, or maybe just someone to complain to, he’s always there to listen and offer a shoulder to lean on or a lap to rest on. Please, take advantage of it. It’s the least he can do.

Asmo

Very quickly notices your outfits are too uncomfortable for the weather and the season. “Darling, you really must dress with the times! You know that long sleeves should be reserved for after September, and you shouldn’t be wearing those pants when they don’t flatter your figure hardly at all, and—“

Will literally pull a jacket off of your shoulders. Try him. He’s trying to be helpful and playful, but he doesn’t realize you’re insecure because of your eczema until it’s too late.

Is confused. He doesn’t have a comparable idea for what that is in Devildom. He doesn’t have creams or treatments for anything like that,, but damn it, he’s going to find something that helps you feel better.

If you’re going out, he offers to help cover it up with makeup or a light shawl that matches your skin well enough to hide. If that upsets your skin and you don’t want to go out, he plans an elaborate indoor date and makes sure that the brothers aren’t home to ruin it. Trust him; they won’t be anywhere nearby. Don’t ask how he managed that, love.

Will give you all the oatmeal baths he can possibly offer. Maybe they help, maybe they don’t, but it does give him an excuse to see you au natural or in a bathing suit, and that’s something to appreciate, isn’t it?

Beel

His first concern is that you’re allergic to something you ate. He’s heard of people breaking out in hives for allergies, and he’s worried. It doesn’t look good, and he’s pretty sure that humans can’t have reactions like that without getting sick, and—

When you explain to him that it’s something you’re basically born to suffer, he nods in understanding. So it’s like a battle scar, he thinks, because that’s about the only comparison he can make. Maybe it’s even like a sweat rash; he gets those on occasion if he doesn’t take care of himself after exercising, so he gets it.

Lets you wear his oversized clothes to help cover up. If you’re in public, he’s absolutely not above stripping shirtless so that you can cover up, or even carrying you around so that no one can notice your eczema but rather look at you for being carried. Hey, at least they won’t notice the thing you’re worried about.

Tries to find foods that would help inflammation and will offer them to you on a regular basis. It’s something he knows will help in the long run, though it’s not exactly the most quickly helpful.

The best at making sure any creams you use are rubbed in perfectly. Have eczema anywhere on your body? He notices it quickly and offers to help cover it right away, whether with clothes or a treatment. Whatever makes you comfortable.

Belphie

Doesn’t care about the rash at all beyond a simple, “What’s that? Oh, okay.”

Secretly wonders if he can do anything to help. Is honestly a bit worried to touch you when you cuddle because he doesn’t want to irritate your skin further.

If you’re nervous about napping with him, don’t be, because he really doesn’t mind how you look as long as your shoulder or lap is available to him. It makes you feel good to be needed by him, doesn’t it? Then accept his generosity.

Really tries to listen to you talk about it, but he just…keeps thinking about ways to help. He’s smart; it shouldn’t be hard to come up with something that works, but surely you’ve been trying to work with it for years. In the end, he defaults to whatever you want, and does whatever he can to listen to what you need from him.

Constantly reassures you that the appearance doesn’t matter to him, as long as you’re cozy in his arms.

[pdpenpals]

happy to have found your blog, love the concept!

could we maybe get a confession letter from pdh!travis? 👉👈

hi!! thank you so much, anon. hope you like the liberties i've taken with this request (you didn't specify what kind of confession it was going to be!! /silly), hehe. you'd wanna hear what this lil guy has to say, but he thinks it may be a little too much.

as expected, there’s another letter waiting for you at the usual spot. sure, it’s exciting, but you can’t help but wonder how fast it takes for your “secret admirer” (as your friends like to put it, even though you insist you're just friends) to send you a reply and leave it without you being able to catch a glimpse of him. maybe you should be scared instead. is it even possible to do that? who would have so much free time on their hands to go through the trouble of this anonymous (sorta) exchange? you two apparently.

the envelope as always is the plain white ones you can easily buy in bulk for cheap. there’s no seal, but you can easily tell it’s been shut tight by glue. you look around and find no one else within the vicinity, so you decide it should be fine to open it and start reading then and there. as usual, it's left unsigned.

My dearest cruel friend,

Re: your last letter, ouch. After how I’ve bared myself to you these past few weeks, that’s how you reply? As someone who’s been in Phoenix Drop longer than I have, I don’t think that’s very “bleeding heart” (I don't think that's the actual word they use but does anyone actually memorize the school's core values??) of you. Just kidding. Sorry.

I still wonder what life would be like if I never transferred to PD. So far acads and socializing have gotten better than expected but never easier. To be honest, what I have now isn’t exactly how I thought my high school experience here would be like. This year, I imagined going out with friends more, maybe even a nightly rendezvous with someone who’s caught my eye, but my words and I are falser than vows made in wine. 

My bad, practice has been way too fun to not quote this year's play. Seriously though…

I say all that, yet here I am, spending more time at school than I should, sticking around for a while longer on campus, checking every other hour for your next letter. Before I knew it, I’d spent the majority of this semester getting to know you. Now I do, and I am sure that there’s no one else like you in this world. I guess you could say I’m absolutely smitten by you.

My friend says I should just go up to you and reveal myself already, and as much as I want to say I don’t think it’s the right time yet, or that I prefer the intimacy of being your faceless penpal (free to quarrel with you all I like in pen without being judged), I’m honestly very very afraid of what you’d think of me when we finally meet face to face. No matter how hard I try, I'll never be like said friend, forward and confident and cool.

It is as clear as day that my fate is sealed.

You’d hate to hear this, but I’ve been meaning to distract myself from our exchange by choosing to hang out more with other people, hence my slower replies. But hear me out when I say that there’ll be this little something about them that makes me think all about you, and then I’ll get upset since they will never be anything like you. So there’s no way for you to tell me that don’t think of you every day.

PS. You’ve probably figured out who I am by now, haven’t you?

[1004tyun-archive]

❥ welcome home, cheater

requested by @dontsayandrew !! ★

I would like to request your thoughts on taehyuns girlfriend giving him the silent treatment because he was being too flirty with moa pliz 👉👈 (bonus points if it’s 6th member)

◌ pairing: idol!taehyun x non-idol!reader

◌ genres: established relationship, slight angst, fluff

◌ warnings: jealousy, mentions of cheating, trust issues, reader has anxiety (implied)

◌ word count: 777 words

◌ a/n: i did not expect this to become hurt/comfort i wanted this to be a funny little fic but leave it to me to make everything more serious than it needs to be 😭 sorry for the wait, i hope you enjoy it!!

you come home from a particularly bad day at work, you’re so weary that you’re near tears by the time you step through the door of your apartment.

you’re ready to collapse in bed and wait for the rest of the night to end, but you remember the one and only ray of light in this shithole of a day— taehyun’s coming home tonight!

if this was earlier in your relationship, you’d hop out of bed, shower, and get pretty but you’ve been in each other’s lives for long enough for him to appreciate your body in all its forms, even in its current fatigued, oversized hoodie and sweatpants wearing, messy haired form.

you check the time on your phone, just one hour until your boyfriend’s supposed to come home.

you bide your time by scrolling through twitter while curled up in bed like a big, sleepy cat, pausing when you spot a video of taehyun at what looks to be a fanmeet for txt’s most recent comeback. he’s maintaining eye contact with one of the female fans, big brown eyes glittering, and an open expression on his face.

you smile to yourself. man, for someone who calls himself cold, taehyun’s easily the warmest looking person you’ve ever seen.

but then you notice something at the tail end of the video.

his hand doesn’t leave the moa’s for a good minute. and they continue to maintain eye contact as they move onto the next member.

… what’s that all about?

no, surely this is just something small.

you check the original source of the video. she’s been a moa since debut, which technically means she’s known taehyun for longer than you have.

you frown, scrolling through her account and witnessing all the photos and videos of taehyun, as well as concert footage from her point of view with taehyun waving at her.

your stomach churns. you swallow roughly, trying your hardest to push back the anxiety fueled thoughts that start to crawl up from the deepest part of your brain.

why did he go out of his way to notice her so much? was he looking for her in the crowd?

does he love her?

“i’m home!” you hear taehyun call from the living room. “y/n?”

you don’t answer, instead deciding to shut your eyes and turn over in bed, facing the wall. taehyun calls your name again and you ignore him, continuing to scroll through that moa’s twitter account.

“there you are,” he says, voice warm. “what’s going on?”

“nothing,” you say, sounding more harsh than you intended.

taehyun raises an eyebrow, “doesn’t sound like nothing.”

something about his tone sets you off. how can be he so oblivious?

“why don’t you go home to your new girlfriend?”

“what?”

you shove your phone in taehyun’s direction and he takes it, squinting at the screen as he watches the fanmeet video on autoplay.

“… y/n, what is this?” he asks.

“i should be the one asking you that! what’s with all the handholding and eye contact, huh? do you like her or something?”

“like her? y/n, i don’t even know her.”

“doesn’t look like that to me,” you said, accusatory. “looks like you two get along great!”

“you aren’t serious, are you?” taehyun asks, sounding exasperated.

you fall silent, and you feel the mattress dip as taehyun takes a seat next to you.

“y/n, it’s not what you think.”

“don’t lie to me. she’s known you for longer, she’s been to every concert, she’s been there for you longer than i have. just say you love her and break up with me already.”

“did something happen today? you’re usually not this… touchy.”

“i’m fine,” you say curtly. a tense silence follows behind your short response. you feel taehyun shift uncomfortably, and you frown to yourself.

you heave a sigh, “this week’s been rough. really rough.”

“why didn’t you call me?”

“i couldn’t, not when we’re both so busy.”

“i’d make time, you know that.”

you feel the mattress shift with taehyun’s weight and you feel his chest press against your back. you try to steady your breathing, holding back the tears that are already filling your eyes.

“i hate coming home to an empty apartment, taehyun. i really hate it,” you say through your tears. “i hate when i need you and you aren’t here.”

“i’m here now,” he says, wrapping an arm around your waist.

“i know,” you say. you slowly turn around so that you’re facing taehyun, burying your face in the warmth of his chest.

“i’m sorry. i missed you, so much,” you mumble and taehyun strokes your hair.

“i missed you, too.”

[larcenywrites]

I saw you wrote some hcs for Tony looking after reader when she's on her period (absolutely lovely btw!), and I'm guessing that is "regular" Tony?! If that is indeed the case, could you write hcs for young!Tony as well? Like maybe it's the first time he's dealing with his girlfriend's period, maybe she gets it while at his place or something, idk? Also, i think maybe he'd end up asking Maria for advice on what to do hahah anyways, I'd love to read it if you're willing to write that - totally okay if you don't want to though, no pressure. And thank you anyway for your attention! Good day to you!

Aww ty! I considered doing something like that for younger Tony but wasn’t sure if there would be any interest at the time! Cue awkward Tony 🥺👉👈

Warnings: typical period stuff

💠He's,,, smart! He knows Things about Bodies! He knows you probably have a period, but he doesn't really think about it. Only when you outright have to tell him, or he'll assume he knows when you're on it because sometimes you're a little mean to him for no reason :( Or you're not hanging out with him because you feel bad... again! Or sometimes you'll randomly just start crying when he's hugging you and he'll freak out! Everyone knows the whole "haha, women are moody and PMSing" jokes, and it's not entirely wrong tbf, but he's too scared to actually ask, and doesn't actually know how bad it is. Plus, he never had siblings, nor has he been close enough with someone to know about all that, so he has less than basic knowledge about it and that's why he keeps his mouth shut about any and all of that

💠He doesn't really know when you have it, or for how long. And he doesn't really want to ask because that's kind of weird, right? And thinking about it does ick him out a little 🙄 But one day, the inevitable happens, and you're cursing yourself for not planning at all, or cursing your irregular cycle. Thank god Tony's bathroom is connected to his room, at least. You're awkwardly standing in the doorway, figuring out exactly what to ask while your poor boyfriend is staring back at you absolutely terrified because why are you just standing there looking at him? Surely there's nothing he could've done within such a short timespan!

"Tony, does your mom have any pads, or," you start a bit awkwardly, just getting straight to the point because you can only stand around for so long like this. "Or anything like that." You can tell you've confused him, but you knew Maria would understand when he relayed the message. "I, uh," he starts with a stutter, but he quickly understood with a raise of his brow. "Oh!" You'd laugh a little if you weren't literally bleeding, but at the very least you mouthed a thank you when he stood up.

💠But now he has a new obstacle: asking his mom about period stuff 😐 Surely she'll have whatever you need, right? She probably also goes through that? He doesn't really want to think about that or find out anyway. He knows he's probably making a bigger deal out of it than it is, but he doesn't really know much about it and it's a little weird to think about, okay 😔

💠Luckily it's just her in the room because he knows his dad will laugh at him 🤧

💠"Uh," he starts. He's like a deer caught in headlights, poor guy. "(Y/N) wanted me to ask you if, uh," he can't seem to get it out. His mothers turns to him questioningly, amusement in her smile. "If you had any pads, or," he finally get its out, just as you said it, "or something." Luckily she seems to pick up on it immediately, heading straight for her own bathroom with a shuffling Tony in tow. She's looking through drawers and asking if you feel okay, if you need anything else, can she do anything. It kinda makes him feel like an asshole because he didn't ask any of that… maybe it is that big of a deal?

"Should I- should I ask?"

His mother is looking at him like an idiot, and he knows he's completely missed something. "Yes?" She's holding something out to him that he assumes is… whatever you needed. He awkwardly takes it, not even trying to guess how it's used. Without thinking, and because of his mom's worry now worrying him, he asks a slightly silly sounding question. "Does it… hurt?" He looks so helpless that Maria can't help but laugh, but to answer his question: yes, sometimes it can. And make you sick. Or emotional. And lots of other things that sound pretty awful, and this is like- every month or so? "Okay," he can only reply with and shuffle back to his room, where you are probably wondering if he's gotten lost or something because it's been 10 minutes for one simple thing 🤨 But then you hear an awkward call of your name and quickly dart back to the door to snatch it from him.

💠Once you're back out, he's awkwardly asking you if you're like, okay? Do you need any, like, medicine? Again, his helplessness is chuckled at. Look, he's trying! You're probably fine at the moment and reassure him that you are, in fact, not dying! Though, give it another hour or so and you might feel like you are. 

💠He may be a little weird about it, but definitely let him know if your bad mood or headache is because of your period! Mostly because he will absolutely worry that it's because of him :( And he'll also know to go a little easier on you and keep his own mood in check 🤧 He may not know much about it, but he's seen how awful it makes you feel, and knows more about how it makes you feel, and really wants to try and help!

💠Which leads to him being more clingy. He hates seeing you in any type of pain :(

💠It's probably a pretty common occurrence for you to decline his offer to go out when he randomly calls you. Of course he'll figure out that you don't feel good and all, and offer to get you anything. If you also decline that offer, he'll be a little sad, honestly. He just wants an excuse to come over still 🥺 and wants to help. So that's exactly what he does anyway! He knows where the spare key is and lets himself in, and he can't just go home when you're lying there in the dark :( even if you do groan in protest when he rolls in next to you, maybe even on you if you try to shuffle away for some personal space. He's wrapping his arms around you and going through a list of things he can do or things he can go get. Would this make you feel any better? What if he got your favorite candy? Oh, you feel too sick to eat :( Is him being on top of you making it worse? Oh, sorry :(

💠But he's still not going to completely let you go 😌❤ Even if you are a little ill about it and finding it hard to get comfortable, he is warm and safe and the kisses in your hair are sweet! Besides, once you're in his arms it's way too hard to try to leave 

💠He loves the days when you are clingier! Because now he gets to be clingy without bothering you! You're always leaning against his shoulder, or laying in his lap. You're so comfortably cuddled into his chest, hopefully asleep. He's probably relieved that you're finally asleep, especially if you've been hurting or not getting much asleep because of it, and you can't get moody with him. But then, when he gets up to go do his own thing for a while, you're gripping at his shirt and looking at him so upset! And maybe you do this a lot, but he knows that you're tired and sad and in pain and all those bad things that you tell him feel a little better when he's around, so he can't help but give in again and just settle in for the rest of the night ❤️

💠If you want, you can get anything you want during this time. Well, you can get anything you want most of the time, but you won't have to plead as much and he'll go above and beyond! Do you want to stay in bed all day? He doesn't really want to go to class anyway! You want your favorite takeout? From that place downtown? At quitting time? And you don't want to go? … he'll sigh very hard, but he'll try his best to wrestle that New York City traffic for you and be back in decent time 🤧❤️ He'll even get your favorite treat along the way!

💠You may just casually state that your period is late one day, without a second thought. Tony's pretty sure his heart stopped and he's completely frozen. What does he say? What do you mean? As a guy, that really only means one thing to him, and he's not sure why you're so chill about it? Should he do something?? He can't be the only one freaking out about that, surely! He'll work up a meek "what does that mean?" or "Is that okay?" Something that avoids the specific question and makes him not sound petrified, hopefully. When you give other excuses like stress or let him know that it just ✨happens✨ sometimes, he'll be very relieved, but the next time you bring it up he'll still be a little scared but too embarrassed to ask again 😓

💠If you're actually sick, like, throwing up, he'll be pretty squeamish, but he'll help where he can! He doesn't like any sort of sickness, but he loves you or whatever so he'll suck it up for now 

💠He really is sweet! And mostly helpful and comforting when he's not actually smothering you or pestering you with countless questions!

Bonus gif

[natasha-in-space]

ohhh I really do love how you write Saeyoung! could I request something with Saeyoung with an MC that has chronic pain/chronic illness and is worried about being a burden to him? I'd really appreciate it. >< 👉👈

"Hey, Saeyoung? Don't you... ever get tired of me?"

His eyes widened as he sharply turned around to meet your tired gaze, like your words physically burned him in some way. You felt guilty for making him worry about you like this... But, you were getting so, so, so tired of bottling all of this up for so long. At this point, you were too tired to even care, and this thought alone only made you feel worse about yourself.

It was a twisted spiral of negative thoughts that you were helpless to fight against.

"What are you talking about?" Clear confusion seeped into his hushed murmur, strung together with the growing sense of dread that was slowly making itself known on his deeply concerned face. He was worried sick, you could see it clear as day. There was so much stress on his weary shoulders as it is, with both Saeran struggling to adjust in the hospital and the threat of the prime minister looming over you all as close as ever.

And here you were just adding even more to the problem with your stupid personal issues.

A frustrated sigh fell from your lips as you felt your eyes start to sting from the bitter angry tears threatening to run down your cheeks any minute now. You were such a burden, and you hated every second of it. He should really focus on much more important things than this. "It's just- I'm just nuisance to you right now, isn't that right? I'm always tired, always too sore and painful to help you in any meaningful way, and all I can do is just lay here and whine about my own hurt to you. Doesn't that get tiring for you? You don't have to baby me, you know. I can handle the truth just fine. Just say it as it is and-"

"Stop." Saeyoung interrupted you before you could finish this ugly line of thought, getting up from his seat at the monitor and quickly making his way over to you. You pursed your lips into a thin line, feeling too ashamed of yourself to look him in the eyes right now, as you turned your face away, hoping that he wouldn't notice your tears that were getting harder and harder for you to hold back with every passing minute. He kneeled down next to the couch on which you were laying down in, cautiously taking a hold of one of your hands, before he spoke up again.

"I never got tired of you. Not even for a single second. And I never would. I love you Y/N... I love all of you, your body and soul. You don't need to do anything to be by my side. It's only thanks to you that I ever got to meet Saeran again. If it weren't for you believing in me, for you holding onto my hand and telling me that I can hope for a happier future with you... If it weren't for you, I'd still be living in the shadows, never daring to come out and seek out the truth for myself. You're amazing Y/N. You're the strongest person I have ever met, and I would never, ever, think that you are too tiring for any of the reasons you that just listed. You're not a burden for letting your body rest. In fact, I'd be very upset if you were trying to push yourself over your limits for me... I have no problem with you being too tired to go out with me somewhere, if that's something you're worried about. Your company is what matters most to me, starshine. You don't have to be someone you're not in order for me to adore you, because I already do exactly that. With all of my heart."

You swallowed the lump in your throat, shutting your eyes as tightly as you could. He was telling you the truth, you knew that. You knew that with every fiber of your being, but your stubborn mind just kept on trying to find every possible loophole in his words that could lead you to a different conclusion, like your life depended on it.

Finally, the first tear slipped down your cheek as a silent sob wrecked your tense body, making you clutch onto his hand, going against everything that you just said to him before. Of course, you didn't want him to leave. In fact, deep down, you didn't want to be viewed as a burden by anyone, even if your cruel thoughts kept telling you otherwise. It was... so hard to distinguish your true and honest feelings at times. Just like minutes prior, when you let this darkness overtake your mind for a brief moment of time.

You felt Saeyoung's hand gently caress your damp cheeks, brushing away the stray tears, and you leaned into his touch, seeking out the warm comfort he had always provided you in your worst moments. Next thing you know, he's already placing light kisses on your knuckles, making your heart flutter to life as you wondered whether or not you truly deserved to have such an amazing person by your side.

As if he could read your very thoughts, he seated himself on the edge of the couch, bringing his face closer to yours and gazing deeply into your teary eyes. You whimpered, not knowing what else was there for you to say. So, he spoke for you, peppering your entire face in loving kisses in between his words. "I can't say that I understand what's it like to be in your shoes every single day, starshine. But that doesn't mean that I don't want to learn. You will never be a burden to me, I promise you that on God himself. You are my most priceless treasure, my angel, my starshine, not a burden. I know that it can be... hard to manage these ugly thoughts inside of your head at times. But, please, rely on me whenever things get too hard to bear for you. You are not alone in this. You can tell me if I'm being overbearing, and you can tell me if you need any help. We may have problems... But, it's okay. Because I want to figure this out together. How does that sound?"

All you could do was nod, feeling more tears slipping down your cheeks at such a heartfelt confession from him. You had no idea just how much you needed to hear this from him. It felt like a huge weight was lifted off your shoulders, and all you wanted to do was hold onto him and never let him go.

So, you pulled him closer, hiding from the whole world inside of his safe arms for a few fleeting minutes of peace.

"Thank you. That sounds perfect... I love you. I love you so much I can't even put it into words." You whispered, sniffing some of your tears away and trying everything you can to ingrain his promise into your mind, so that you would not forget it any time soon. "I'm sorry for being stupid..."

"You're not being stupid. In fact, I'm very happy that you shared your worries with me. It couldn't have been easy for you." He stated matter-of-factly, this time, placing yet another kiss on the top of your head. "Do you want me to stay with you?"

You hummed in agreement, wiping away the last stray tears and nuzzling into his shoulder. "Yes, please."

[monsterrae1]

Hand kisses with buddie for the soft prompts 🥺👉👈

Sorry it took me a million years, but here's something! Slightly more angst than soft but shhhh hope you like it! (also unedited so don't come for me for any mistakes)

Buck loved Eddie’s hands, they were always somehow soft even if hours of rough work, and a demanding job like theirs should’ve made them calloused and rough; they were healing hands, they often took care of strangers on the field, and they always took care of the people he loved, Eddie always used them to check Chris’ temperature when he was feeling sick, and he was always the first to volunteer to rub Buck’s leg pain away. 

They always fit perfectly tangled with Bucks, they were similar in size and that meant that their palms and fingers just fit perfectly with the other, Buck loved holding hands and holding Eddie’s had always been his favorite part of their date nights, Eddie always reaching for his as they walked back to their trucks, squeezing when he got excited talking about whatever he was telling Buck. 

Not to mention the way they touched Buck drove him crazy. Once they got together, Eddie took no time at all to learn all the ways he could touch Buck and drive him crazy over and over, always making sure to caress and touch Buck’s favorite places, sometimes even making him learn about new places where he wanted to be touched. 

Buck loved all of Eddie, but his hands held a special place for him; so seeing them getting hurt made him stop in his tracks. Truth be told, it was probably the fact that Eddie had been hurt at all that made him stop in his tracks, but since they were in the middle of a scene, he decided to only focus on the fact that it had been his hands that had been damaged. 

It happened too fast for any of them to reach him in time, by the time Buck was by his side, the car door had been slammed shut and bounced off Eddie’s hands where he had been keeping them on the edge of the roof of the vehicle; the drunk driver inside was trying to flee the scene before Eddie finished checking him out because he didn’t want to be arrested. 

Buck stared at Eddie’s hands in terror, all of his knuckles had split open with the impact, and Buck was almost sure some of them were broken. Eddie was just staring at them, taking deep breaths, and his face pulled into a grimace 

“Eddie,” Buck said softly, putting a hand on his bicep and pulling him away, “Let’s get you checked out, okay?”

Eddie nodded and let himself be guided to the ambulance, Buck watched from the corner of his eyes as Bobby, Chim and Athena guided the driver from his truck to the police cruiser, relieved that at least he wouldn't be hurting anyone else for that night. 

“Let's see the damage” He  said once they reached her, and Eddie offered her his hands. 

Eddie was unusually still as Hen checked him out, cleaning the blood away and patting antiseptic into all of the cuts, Buck wished he could hold at least one of his hands to give him support but instead he settled for staying by his side while Hen finished her assessment. 

“I think we should get you to the hospital, get some X rays just in case,” Hen said once she was done cleaning out the wounds and wrapping them.

Eddie sighed, but nodded “Okay,” He said, “Can you guys drop me off?” 

Buck rode with them in the ambulance, carefully taking Eddie’s hands and letting them rest on his knees to gently put cold packs on them, Eddie hummed his thanks, he was pressing his lips together trying to breathe through the pain; Hen had offered him painkillers a couple of times, but Eddie had refused them.

“Someone might need them more at a scene” 

Buck shook his head, “It’s not like we can’t stock up back at the firehouse, Eds.” But still, Eddie had refused and Buck decided to at least apply ice.   

They were at the ER for a couple of hours, they got X rays for both hands and stitched up whatever cuts needed it. In the end only one of his hands turned out to be broken so they put it in a cast and sent them on their way.

“Good thing I’m all moved in, uh?” Buck said on the Uber back to the station, taking Eddie’s bandaged hand and kissing it softly, “Don’t need to use your hands as much” 

Eddie gave him a small smile, eyes blinking slowly, Buck was sure he was going to pass out as soon as they got back home since they had finally given him drugs at the hospital. 

“Love you,” he slurred, Buck smiled and kissed his hand again before letting it rest on his leg. 

“Love you too.”  

[liesmyth]

ciao vengo umilmente nella tua ask box a chiedere se per caso puoi consigliarmi qualche fanfiction harrianthe long form 👉👈 ho appena finito notti al circo di angela carter quindi vorrei rilassarmi un po' e piuttosto che buttarmi alla cieca nella tag ho pensato a te che sei esperta

SCUSA IL RITARDO ho scavato nella tag come una talpa ma purtroppo di Harrow/Ianhe longfic ce n'è poca :/

Thrill of the Chase, toadami

WIP, 67k, rated M, Arranged Marriage AU

The Reverend Parents bet the future of Ninth House on Harrowhark Nonagesimus without her consent. However, at Canaan House she's finally close to making up for her birth—she just has to ascend to Lyctorhood. As extra motivation, someone has offered another terrible option to save her house, should she fail.

Gallery Walls, goldentwin

7k, rated E

Ianthe is very fond of the nude portraits that decorate her room aboard the Mithraeum. Harrowhark vehemently is not. When Ianthe suggests Harrowhark paint a portrait of her to adorn the walls instead, Harrowhark gives her a lesson in religious iconography and knowing when to shut up. (Some rough and horny Harryanthe content for any other art history enjoyers out there who want to wax poetic about iconography and religious ecstasy in your lyctor porn.)

+ questa che è sia Ianthe/Corona che Ianthe/Harrow ma SECONDO ME c'è abbastanza Ianthe/Harrow da linkarla

real love is a heart attack, @augustmourn

rated E, 16k

Harrow arranges a political marriage. Ianthe chafes under Ninth customs. Babs has a bad time. Corona will always come first.

[formulatrash]

What do you think of Juri Vips being with RLL at Long Beach? Is it likely that he will get a seat there? I don't know if you even know IndyCar stuffs but I don't know who else to ask 👉👈

I'm undecided of what I should think about him then again he did some sensitivity training and at least he apologised what other people Armstrong or Danny Ric never did. Do you think he should get another shot? You don't have to answer if you're not comfortable was just wondering.

the answer to this is: I don’t know. which makes me lean to the idea he shouldn’t. 

(to my knowledge Daniel actually did apologise, incidentally - I definitely remember it at the time; it wasn’t a stellar apology but it did happen)

with Jüri: a lot of what happened was not about him. Red Bull’s frantic response was not really about a junior driver doing something racist, it was about the fact they were increasingly getting a reputation as a racist team. the speed they acted about Vips was definitely accelerated by someone in Austria having realised there was a marketing consequence to the way the team had become associated with racist fan behaviour. 

that isn’t in any way to defend Vips or say that he shouldn’t have faced consequences: it was absolutely right he did. just that the consequences he faced weren’t particularly about him or what he did so much as they were face-saving for Red Bull to break its association to him. which means that, in addressing what he did or what it means to him, they weren’t necessarily very effective because that was never what it was about.

so a sensitivity course was a way of RB saying ‘we distance ourselves from this, this isn’t our institutional culture even though it is widely documented in the Hamilton commission report that in fact this is endemic to Formula 1′ rather than being something genuinely intended for educating Vips. 

he may have been undertaking more reflection and education since. he hasn’t spoken about it if he has but knowing how to speak publicly in a way that is useful rather than performative about that kind of thing is also not a hugely widely-available skill in motorsport and shutting the fuck up might be better, all things considered.

so the reason I don’t know is: I don’t believe the original consequences Vips faced were intended to teach him anything and I don’t know if he has learned anything since. 

even if he had: motorsport careers end all the time, prematurely. people run out of money and opportunities all the time. there’s always the call of becoming a hanger-on or a team manager or a driver coach (and those are the ones that stay in the industry) just the same cigarette-paper-width away as a barrier you either avoid or cause €180k damage into. 

so there’s no ‘fair’ about whether he comes back or not. it’s an unfair sport. being publicly racist is a better reason to end your career than a lot of the people I’m interviewing for my book who just ran out of ways to carry on. 

is he a good driver? yes, when he doesn’t lose his temper. even before he decided to drop racial slurs he’d been sabotaging his own results by making mistakes when he was in the lead and screwing up under pressure. whether that was the F1 seat being closer than before (I think he likely would’ve got the AlphaTauri seat this year if this hadn’t all happened) or the pressure of running simulator work and FP1s for F1 and then stepping back to the F2 car or the fact Hitech is a pretty aggro team or what, I don’t know. it wouldn’t excuse him being racist whatever it was - plenty of drivers have difficult seasons; Pourchaire’s last year in F2 was pretty mentally brutal but it wouldn’t get him out of dropping slurs. 

and an 11th place finish in F2 doesn’t at least showcase a generational talent, if there happens to be one in him. 

other people - well, person - disgraced for racism in F2 have found a home in IndyCar. Santino Ferrucci seems to have some sort bullet-proof cheque book that means he can come back from anything. I don’t think Vips is anything like as shitty a human being as Ferrucci (who terrorised his Formula 2 team mate with racial abuse, tried to run a Trump-supporting livery and then claimed he can’t be racist because he’s Italian before receiving a year-long PR tour from the IndyCar promoters)

the difference between Vips and Ferrucci - and also Vips and Armstrong, in terms of racers who’ve come out of F2 without stonking results and are looking for an IndyCar seat - is that he doesn’t have any funding. it was why he didn’t go to F2 a few years ago and had a sort of ambling junior career around anywhere Red Bull could find somewhere bargain bucket enough. so I don’t know that he’ll be outbidding anyone for an RLL seat, especially since his name isn’t going to be catnip to sponsors. I know he’s done some testing and is probably gunning for more, a way to impress enough to get seen. 

unfortunately - and I’m not saying this is right, it isn’t - the way that motorsport seats get allocated isn’t fair. it’s not about talent and it’s not about potential and sometimes it’s not even about money. I don’t call the shots on where Vips sits in that decision-making knot and I can’t read the minds of the people that do but there is a regular tendency for people to feel like they need to give white, cishet, male athletes another chance when they’ve faced any kind of consequences for something they’ve done that isn’t afforded to other people.

[polyamorouspunk]

… relationship advice cause brain is scrambled please? 🥺👉👈 Even if your followers wanna chime in thats fine too cause I just need an outside view to be honest. Warning long post.

So theres this guy I’ve been friends with since our freshman year of college (2018), lets call him T. We’ve gotten a lot closer over the last few years and I consider him one of my best friends and vice versa. And a few years ago there was some flirting between us but it didnt go anywhere. Really neither of us were in the place for that relationship back then.

Now he has a girlfriend, M, who absolutely hates me, but he is planning on breaking up with her after all the commitments that he has already paid for are up (like day trips and stuff). He is also trying to wait until the semester starts so that he doesnt have to see her anymore, as the last time they broke up, she went a bit wild and started causing trouble with his professors, trapped him in her room, etc.. The problem is that they currently live really close together and while he was in school, they had a LOT of classes together and were both officers of a club together. So the last time he broke up with her, he still had to see him every day and took every chance to cause a problem with him. He ended up getting back together with her just to make it stop. Putting it simply, I completely understand why he doesnt want to upset her until he never has to see her again. Though I think it would be better for him to break it off sooner rather than later.

This is where it gets iffy and I understand my friends telling me that I shouldn't give him a shot. A month or so ago, he confessed to me that he wanted to date me. And I told him off since he does currently have a girlfriend and the way he phrased it wasnt the best. It sounded more like ‘If you wait for me, I’ll date you’, which he has since very sincerely apologized for. He has been quiet about it until last night, where there was some innocent flirting (admittedly on both sides), but he did put a stop to it and tell me "I need to keep my mouth shut for now". My friends are worried that his willingness to tell me that he likes me and flirt while still technically dating his girlfriend, shows that he is just lining me up so that he has someone to date after he breaks it off with his girlfriend. But he has told me near everything that happens in his relationship and I know he hasn't been happy in it for a long time. And I know that he is worried about what she might do if he tries to break it off. That and I do actually like him, l've liked him since I met him, but was too scared to tell him back then. Its not like I'm thinking about dating him just so I don't have to be single, ya know?

So l guess the advice I'm looking for is, would it be okay to date him once he does break it off with her? I'm not necessarily waiting for him to do so, but if he does break up with her before I find a different guy, would I just be asking for trouble? Would it be better to wait a while after they break up if I'm still single? My friends keep telling me that 'a cheater is always a cheater', but none of them seem to really understand all the trauma that girl has put him through or that he hasn't really had feelings for her for a while now. Like a good while before he told me he wanted to date me. And to me, it does seem like he has been trying to keep his feelings to himself (save when he confessed his feelings to me and then last night, which was partially my fault, but he put a stop to). I dont know, I just dont see that has cheating considering the circumstances.

TLDR: My friends say that I shouldnt date a guy that I know really well because he told me he liked me while still in an abusive relationship. And now I’m questioning if I should even be considering the possibility of dating him. Help.

I think a friend of mine and I have been in similar situations for sure. Not to speak for them but I know that they broke up with an ex that was making them uncomfortable with someone else and then they ended up dating that person after the breakup which only made it worse for my friend. A little while after that I became friends with someone that followers of mine will know as Catboy and when I jokingly said that I was going on a “movie date” with Catboy (as friends) my ex broke up with me because he said I was cheating on him even though I was like no we’re going as friends but yk after he dumped me it did end up being a real date so. I know my friend was really pissed about their ex dating someone they felt was a threat right after breaking up with them and I’m sure my ex felt really pissed about me dating someone they felt was a threat after breaking up with me. So I see both my friend’s side as the person who feels “replaced” and my side as the person who was devastated to be dumped by the love of my life for “many reasons” and I have no regrets turning around and jumping into a very unhealthy relationship right after that. I think it was what I needed at the time and even though it became soooo fucking unhinged I was so desperate to be loved after being dumped I get it.

But here’s the thing: in both our cases the person was not already “planning” on dating the person behind another partner’s back. That’s REAL fucking shitty. Yeah, it’s a different story when that person is abusive. I think a really good fictional case of this is in the earlier seasons of 911. You root for Maddy and Chimney to be together even though Maddy was still married to her ex I think. I’m pro finding someone else to be in a relationship while being stuck in an abusive one for sure but like… idk there’s also nuance. There’s a line. I’m sure if you talk to my ex he’ll tell you I’m a crazy bitch. He had to dump me because I was just “too toxic” or whatever. If he was dating someone else on the side at the time or was planning to because he felt like I was some insane bpd bitch I would have been furious. Because I understand what it’s like to be a jealous bitch who hates your boyfriend’s friends. So I mean, I would be pissed in her shoes and I would say he’s cheating on her for sure. I get what it’s like to be an unhinged girl. So I can empathize with her, as someone who also gets treated like a crazy bitch sometimes.

I don’t really believe that “if you cheat once you’ll always cheat” because like I said there’s that exception of like “if you’re cheating because you’re being a battered woman and you’re physically afraid to leave but you’re craving love and receiving it from someone safe how can anyone blame you?”

I don’t think you’re wrong for being willing to jump into a relationship with him right when his ends and I don’t think he’s wrong for wanting to jump in a relationship with you right when his ends but I do think it’s really shitty to have someone you’re planning on dating on the side after you break up with someone while still dating them, and she has every right to be pissed about it and claim that she’s been cheated on. I think that still counts. I know “emotional cheating” isn’t a thing but I think planning on dating someone else while dating someone is close enough. But I don’t think you’re wrong for wanting to date him when he’s free and I don’t think he’s wrong for wanting to date you when he’s free.

I’ll ask the other person I’m talking about if they want to chime in anonymously or not.

[honeybeewhereartthee]

PINK KKOMAS KOHAKU OUKAWA 74

Spoiler for my stories

Bee stared at Blood who seems playing with his sleeping cat, he takes a bite of his candy and seat beside blood.

Bee: (◕દ◕) can I pet your cat?

Blood: hmm? I don't know. Others said I can't let you do that... Well more like others, that isn't wearing similar outfit as I.

Bee: ehhh. Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑)

Blood: I don't think it's good idea to test out what they don't allow.

Bee: aww. I thought i can finally pet the kitty omae made. (●´⌓`●)

Blood: ...?

Blood stared at him confuse by what he meant.

Bee: my spouse can do some cool stuff. (^˵◕ω◕˵^)

Blood: that's nice. I'm glad you seems happy with that spouse of yours.

Bee:

Bee: (ㆀ˘･з･˘) are you ok...? You really seems weird those days.

The other look at the fae with a soft smile as he cherish his cat

Blood: was I not the same as before? Through I'm still having hazy recollection about the before.

Bee:... (˘･_･˘)

Bee: without blood help, I won't be conscious on my own. So blood is an important friend.

Blood: oh...? Did something bad happened to you? I would help you if you need it. Tell your big brother blood and I'll assist you without bribe or payment.

Blood pat Bee head as the fae stared at him in sadden eyes.

Bee: you helped me bunch of time already... (ㆀ˘･з･˘) you stick with me even through you and I will feel the same pain from the soul Link...

Each turn, I meet a dare fate that I will never change even the choice appear in front of me for hundred of tries.(´･ᴗ･ ` ) because those choices would lead to having my special person not disappear.

I was made to keep them stable and to make sure they won't continue on in their so called fate. I don't have conscious like I did right now, I'm just a vessel that other me commanded to do stuff. (＃＞＜)

My spouse once have a theory before. I think it's in the memories of when I'm still a part of a whole. They said if we can copy someone voice and able us to copy their magic and abilities.٩(｡•́‿•̀｡)۶

Won't it be easy for me to copy those who are my alternative self to gain their ability? I only learn about it when I travel back in time... Well, Ai also learn it faster than me. Since he can travel across worlds and know how other him works...(*°▽°*)

Bee pause as he look at the candies that you made. Blood look at him in wonder.

Blood: what's wrong?

Bee: o-oh.. I remember something. (｡・//ε//・｡) It's nothing... I don't want to share... 👉👈c-cause...

Blood: that's alright. Some people have their own secret.

Blood chuckle, not once bothered by Bee's secret.

Bee: i-i just won't say since y-you would judge me, like you tease me in the back of my mind when it happened... (*μ_μ)

Blood: oh? It seems it's one of a secret one want to take to the grave then...

Bee: well I will never tell anyone how cute they were---

Blood, who just played mind games with bee chuckle as bee said his secret on his own.

Bee: ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ w-wha...!!! B-blood!! D-dont s-stare at me like that!!! Y-your giving me the same gaze I felt before!!! ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄

Blood:hmm? I don't think I can judge you as you expected me too. It's just fun to tease you. What a cute little brother I have. Through I should call police on you--

Bee: ... (>0<；) n-no!!! S-STOP it....!!!₍ᐡඉ ̫ඉᐡ₎

Blood: hmm. It's not like I know the police station go your world to arrest a suspicious fae around--

Bee quickly shut him up: NOOO THEY'LL HEAR YOU!!! !₍ᐡඉ ̫ඉᐡ₎

Blood laugh as he move away from bee holding his cat, he start to mouth the haunting truth about bee little secret

Bee: DOONNNTTTT!! W'WAHHH IM BEING BOOLIED!! (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

Blood move away from bee before bee can catch up to him, his laughter's can be heard from afar.

Blood: call me oniichan then

Bee: ...

Bee: blood did you get rei sakuma brocon syndrome... Σ(-᷅_-᷄๑)

Blood: hmm? Who's that? Sound familiar. Anyway since little bee won't call me oniichan I'm going to tell you off to your spouse.

Bee: Σ(°ロ°)

Bee quickly chase him: BLOOD O-ONIICHAN DONT TELL!! DONT TELL PLS!

The other chuckle before he takes out a recording pen and the sound of Bed calling him Blood oniisan can be heard in a repeat.

Bee:... •́ ‿ ,•̀ Why most you do this to me

Blood: well I never have siblings like you guys.

Bee: what... Don't we canonly --

Blood: so I'll enjoy it each moment before it happened!

Bee: (·•᷄‎ࡇ•᷅ )

Bee: blood what did you mean by that?

The other just smile don't say anything, he turn around and start to hummed while playing with his cat.

Blood: a clock once gotten destroyed, things that get destroyed cannot be put back together like it was before.... Even how much someone tried fixing it, it forever stays broken.

He give a soft smile as he glance back to Bee.

Blood: I think I'm close to you because we're like two broken clocks that's staying in one piece cause if a mighty band. If we stayed far too away from it... We will crumble...

Bee: what... Your speaking riddles again. (ㆀ˘･з･˘)

Blood chuckle and pulled bee in one hand and start to go back to the sea side house where others are in

Blood: don't worry too much, just live as you are. Ok?

.

[sw4tch]

u should info dump about smth, anything

(ali my friend my beloved my good time gamer and bestie HIIII!!!! 💕💕💕)

it's not like i don't have topics to infodump about, but the truth is that i feel like you've handed me a mic in the middle of karaoke and now it's my turn (oh god it's my TURN)

also 👉👈 um um i'm not sure if the info i'd be dumping would be NEW or interesting to anyone. why am i overthinking this. "I have no mouth but I must Rant" kinda situation over here.

Like I'd LOVE to infodump about my very, very personal deltarunesona au shenanigans I've been working on for like, a YEAR now- but that feels too PERSONAL to TALK about on my PERSONAL blog, gods forbid I show any kind of Intense Passion i have which might be deemed """""weird"""""

Same goes for my 4 DnD characters (DID U KNOW I RECENTLY FINISHED A WHOLE CAMPAIGN?!?!?! MY FIRST CAMPAIGN and my tiefling paladin got the happiest most lesbian ending possible, hell yeah) bcus i have LOTS of lore for them but i always end up. Not sharing it? Not even with my fellow players on the table bcus man i know they don't really care lol. Like, did u know i have Powerpoints of various lengths talking about them?!?!?!? For at least 2 of them. Eshuu (my most favorite warlock, my goat boy whomst i love deeply) got the 5 star treatment and his powerpoint has 40 slides of content. I JUST LOVE ALL OF MY CHARACTERS and i have been CURSED, cursed I TELL YA to play on tables that don't really. Have that same passion for roleplaying characters (acting wise, u know) or creating OCs. Like cmon guys i thought we all agreed dnd was for repressed theater kids (JOKE)

hmm hmm I MEAN my on rotation rants currently are:

Moon Knight (and why i love it, and why it's one of the best things the mcu has done lately, and WHY I NEVER WANT IT TO CROSS OVER WITH THE REST OF THE MCU with ONE one ONE TINY EXCEPTION. BONUS: THE 2021 RUN RANT BCUS MY GODDDDD!!!! MR JED MACKAY HAS ME ON A FUCKING TIGHT GRIP!!!!!! THAT MAN TRULY IS FEEDING US WITH HIS RUN WHICH IS MARVELOUS AND SO GOOD AND AAAAA IM SO GLAD HE IS WRITING MOON KNIGHT)

Deltarune (just. listen this is MY BEHEMOTH talk about deltarune with me and i will just not shut up. mostly i like to talk about speculation of what will happen on the next chapters and my god. my god, toby fox when will ur brainworms end (never apparently)).

Star wars (THIS IS A SPECIAL ONE. OKAY??? BCUS I BECOME A FUCKING HATER WHEN SOMEONE EVEN BRINGS IT UP. Not because I don't like star wars per se, BUT I HAVE FUCKING BEEF WITH IT AS A FRANCHISE. This all started on the day i was born ON THE DAY they released that last trilogy movie and my life fucking ended. "somehow palpatine returned" I WILL NEVER LET THAT GO, THEY MADE MY BEAUTIFUL MAN OSCAR ISAAC SAY THAT LINE AND NOW HE'S THE FACE OF STAR WARS' SECOND GREATEST NARRATIVE SIN- HOW COULD THEY DO THAT!!!!! WHO WROTE THAT!!!!! FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

I MEAN. I MEAN. I'm always ready to list all of the reasons why i fuckin love Mob Psycho 100 but i don't think that's revolutionary. Everyone is doing it these days. Anyway I am in love with Reigen Arataka and my hot take is that HOW could you not love him. Also the Reigen spinoff is GENIUS bcus it's not even ABOUT him.

This is also a special case but it's not a rant im always ready to make but. Homestuck 2. The epilogues. Krusty from the Simpsons going "WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT".gif As I'm sure you'd suspect I have STRONG emotions and OPINIONS about All that mess. What a trainwreck. They did ONE thing right but it did not justify the Clown Show it all was. My god. my god.

The legion of super heroes (and by extension, the CW and Michael fuckin' Bendis): Do you wanna know my complicated relationship with DC comics, my love-hate relationship with it, my love for supergirl, my love for the supergirl series which ENDED UP BADLY and also my deep deep love for one of the most BEATEN AND BRUISED hero teams in modern runs???? My god this rant is for YOU. But all u have to know is that I love Brainiac 5, he's my beloved, and i think my love cursed him to be the most DONE DIRTY character of all time. It is my cross, my burden to bear.

I'd add the magnus archives to that list BUT admittedly I still haven't finished the podcast and I have still a very loose grasp on the concepts they just introduced on s3. BUT. B U T. JUST KNOW. I love Elias Bouchard he's evil and he sucks and he made me listen to the brutal pipe murder of a man and i went "wow :) what the hell is his deal <3"

Well. Well I think that's my infodump about MY possible infodumps. Now that I think about it, i'm not sure if this is the answer u wanted. As in, was ur ask made in response to something else? Literally i dont know why i am once more overthinking about it. ANYWAY ALI ILU AND I'M ALWAYS GLAD TO HEAR FROM U!!!!!!! SORRY I DONT TEXT MORE LIFE IS HECTIC AND WHEN TOO MUCH TIME PASSES I START TO THINK I MIGHT BE BOTHERING PEOPLE, BUT ILU FRIEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!