#something i'd do when im drunk lmao

[willsimpforanyone]

HIHIHI!!! I'M SOSO HAPPY YOURE BACK :3 May I request a Leo x reader smut where he gets home from work frustrated n eats the reader out 'til they're overstimulated? THIS IS SO WEIRD IM SORRY 😣ANYWAY I LOVE YOU, ITS OKAY IF YOU DONT DO THIS ASK, M JUST REALLY HAPPY YOU'RE BACK !!!!! (can I be 💀anon, if that's open? :3)

of course you can be skull anon (i'm on my laptop so i can't use emojis lol) also sweetheart this is definitely not weird this is an excellent request lmao lets gooooo

minors dni, includes leo being a little mean and eating the reader out until they cry, one singular spank, reader has a pussy but everything else is gender neutral and of course, all characters are over 18

If I think back, really I could have predicted this from the moment I woke up.

Leo was gone by the time I opened my eyes, a note on the bedside table alongside a flower folded from a paperclip. The note was a mess of errors, his dyslexia playing up is always a sign of stress.

The second sign would be the wildly out-of-character short text responses I recieved, queries about his day being met with monosyllabic answers. There was nothing I could do, so I'd sat down at my laptop to work from home for the day, a little worried about him but figuring he was a big boy, he'd survive a hard day.

The third and most obvious sign that today did not go well was the jangling of the keys in the lock, followed by rapid-fire Spanish swearing. I'd laughed, saving my work and abandoning my laptop on my desk to go save Leo from the door or vice versa, whatever the case may have been.

Bright smile on my face, I'd opened the door and hardly gotten the first syllable of 'what did the door do to you?' out my mouth before I was promptly cut off by his lips on mine. Nothing gentle, nothing patient, just frustration and irritation and a need for something, anything, to go right.

Which led to my current position. My thighs shake around his head as I hold myself over his face, his fingers digging in firmly to my flesh as he pulls me back down. "One more."

A pathetic, almost-sob lurches from my throat as his tongue laps harshly at my pussy. My fingers clench at the headboard, holding on for dear life as Leo sucks and licks and tongue-fucks me into nearing my third orgasm of the evening.

"I c-can't," I wail, gasping and moaning as he laughs darkly against my pussy. He lets go of my thigh only briefly to land a firm smack on my ass.

"You can, and you will," he growls, voice low and leaving no room for questioning his command. His lips close around my clit and suck, looking up at me through half-lidded, dark, fierce eyes as I choke on a scream. Giving up on the headboard, I fist my hands in Leo's curly hair, whole body trembling as I come against his mouth for the third time. He laps it up greedily, burying his tongue as deep as he can to coax every drop of my release from me.

My body almost gives up on me, tipping to the side as my jelly legs fail to continue to hold me up. Still riding high and almost drunk on pleasure, I hardly notice when Leo catches me smoothly, flipping us around so he's above me. His lower face shines, swollen, slick lips parted as he pants with a filthy grin.

"You think you've got another one in you?"

He doesn't give me a chance to respond, promptly wriggling down the bed to stuff his face back between my legs, moaning against my oversensitive pussy as he gets another taste. My limp, exhausted body responds to his encouragement, every nerve on fire as he swirls his tongue around my folds.

"T-Too much," I whimper, useless hands half-heartedly fisting the sheets at my sides. "Can't- Leo, fuck, please, gonna fuckin' break me-"

"One more," he whispers against me, looking up from between my thighs and reaching his hands to lace his fingers with mine. "Give me one more, babe, then we're done, I promise."

I whine in protest on behalf of my tired body, but I nod. Leo grins and dives back down, nose nudging my swollen clit as he presses softer, languid open-mouthed kisses against my cunt. It's so much, pleasure feeling like a wrecking ball as my heart pounds against my ribs, and tears spring hot to my eyes.

It takes barely a few minutes for Leo to draw one last orgasm from me, my whole being exhausted and milked dry as I grind shakily against his tongue. His fingers squeeze mine tightly, grounding and reassuring as he drinks down my release, sighing happily as he makes me come for the fourth time.

With one final kiss, soft and sweet, between my legs, Leo crawls up the bed to press his lips to my forehead. "Thank you, oh, you did so good for me, I'm so proud of you, honey..."

I cling to him weakly, sniffling slightly as my body quivers underneath him, but a small smile tugs at my lips as he litters kisses all over my face. His praise is constant, his earlier frustration vanished as he wraps me up in his arms and gently wipes the tears from my cheeks.

"Shh, I know, it was a lot, huh?" he coos, nuzzling his nose into my cheek. "Thank you so much, I needed that, needed to feel my baby falling apart for me... let's get you cleaned up, hm?"

In a little bit, I'll get him to talk; ask him how his day was, why he was so upset earlier. For now, I'm dazed and exhausted but happy, more than content to stay cuddled up in Leo's arms, whispered promises of a homecooked meal settling warm in my chest.

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a bit of a shorter one but i very much hope you enjoyed!

[vxlentinescookies]

https://www.tumblr.com/vxlentinescookies/752305264828563456/httpswwwtumblrcomvxlentinescookies7522944908?source=share

Thanks! Tbh I thought I'd vent the idea to see if you likes it before requesting a fic or a drabble of it...yaknow, see how ya like it lol!

And now to turn this into a request:

Can you write a fic or a drabble of this adorable thing when you feel up for it? Couldn't decide which so I'll leave it up to you lol! Btw take your time, remember to hydrate and so on lol! Sending ya a hug....or if you don't like sudden hugs or something, a high five. Lmao!

→ ❛Dragons and Wyverns❜

→ Pairing ;Royal Margarine Cookie x Autistic!Reader → Quote ; ❛❛But the truth is, he could never be mad at you.❜❜ → Genre ; Fluff → A/N ; Eeeeee hope i did this request justice, i hope you like it!!

It was a calm afternoon in the Dragon City, birds chirped, the sunset welcomed the air of the evening, and like everyday, Royal Margarine cookie would come out to boast about his alleged achievements. Of course there would be nothing wrong about that, the children found it cool, the ladies swooned or… only laughed if they knew the truth he revealed when he got drunk or from rumors that ran away, and then, there was you, always by his side to aid in the telling of the story to the best of your capabilities.

“And when all seemed lost, I scoured the skies with my trusty dragon and—”

“Wait, I thought Buttercream was a wy-”

“Ah—!”

He loved you, he really did, he admired your motivation and your knowledge on dragons, even if sometimes like these times, it came into play in the wrong moments. Royal Margarine would shush you rather quickly, attempting to continue the story, but you wouldnt let it go, in fact, attempting to be a bit louder which caused some children to look confused, while the ladies and men would simply laugh to themselves, crossing their arms in a “we’ve caught you” notion. That’d mark the end of the storytime for the “dragon” rider, as both him and his partner would walk home calmly, albeit not without chitchat being made along the way, little chatter about how their day had gone, about what they’d have for dinner, until eventually they’d get to the topic of the storytime.

“Right, sweetheart, about that…” He’d begin scratching the back of his head “I’d appreciate it if you didnt interrupt me while telling my stories…”

“But Buttercream is a wyvern!” You’d say as you both approached your home, to which Margarine would look behind him before opening the door for you, after all, he always had manners.

“Yes, but its a secret! People cant get to know that—”

“Why? Arent Wyverns dragons?” You’d ask innocently, once again cutting him off which would catch him off guard, but not for the reasons you would expect. “Sorry”

“No-No, Im not mad at you, its just… How to say this…” He’d close the door behind himself, thinking for a moment before speaking yet again “Uhm, darling… Wyverns arent, dragons…”

It’d take you a moment to register the answer as you’d set down your messenger bag, looking at the couch before turning to see him, an unreadable expression in your eyes as you tried to comprehend what he had just told you. Wyverns werent… dragons? But you had done your research! You learned about as much as there were about dragons as there were tales in the city, but, as doubt began to settle down, perhaps… only perhaps…

“Wyverns, wyverns arent dragons?” You’d ask him, just to make sure that what you had heard was correct, to which the dragon rider would nod slowly, a sorrowful gaze in his face as he realized this seemed to cause a shift in you. “But— The books—”

“They are similar, which may be why they may have been fit together, but they’re not… the same, sweetheart” He’d say, walking to your side to hold your hand and lead you to the couch. 

“Oh…” You’d speak, before turning to look at him once again, already opening your mouth to speak yet again “But— That means Buttercream is…”

“Yes, she’s not a dragon, she’s indeed a wyvern.”

“... Then why do you call yourself a dragon rider?” Your question would come tainted in curiosity, and he’d only chuckle though at the realization that he didnt have an exact answer, he’d only look at the floor before answering.

“Well… Because Wyvern Rider sounds weird, no? Besides, Dragon Rider does sound quite fashionable”

“Ah, I see… Well, I’ll go make dinner, its already late and we should be having dinner soon!” You’d say, shaking your hands softly as you headed into the kitchen, leaving Royal Margarine out in the sofa.

“Sweetheart, let me help you” He’d say, already sprinting to walk to your side, which you welcomed as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders with a smile “Woah”

“Im just— Excited! This is very exciting! I didnt know different kinds of species related to dragons existed! Did you know that—”

And then there was no stopping you as you spoke and spoke about dragon facts to your boyfriend, who only would sigh and smile warmly, knowing he’d be having to take care about most of the cooking this time around save you hurt yourself as you focused on your rambling. Though he didnt mind, he knew you liked his cooking, and he always made sure to make extra for Buttercream everytime.

As so, next time you saw Buttercream, you’d smile and talk to her about how she was a wyvern and not a dragon, but also admit that you knew she probably knew that already. But its safe to say that everytime Margarine told his usual achievements as a dragon rider, you’d butt in to correct him innocently, causing him to try to shush you everytime, and for nearby listeners to either look confused or laugh softly. But the truth is, he could never be mad at you.

[comicglitterr0909]

Confused. Vanessa Shelly/Afton x Fem!Reader

Vanessa Shelly/Afton x reader who is really bad with emotions. Reader basically had not the best life, and wasn't allowed to show emotions growing up, and so when reader starts catching feelings for Vanessa, you don't know what it is so they are really confused and awkward around Vanessa, also Mike kinda just doesn't exist in this lmao :D

Even though the pizzeria might not have been my first choice, it's really not that bad. Or maybe I'm just trying to convince myself of that…oh well. I close my car door, careful not to do it too hard, the door would probably fall off. I really needed this job, I have maybe 100 dollars to my name. Sighing I use the key that Mr Raglan gave me, I try to unlock it one way, it doesn't unlock.

“Shit..” I mutter to myself, I turn the key a different way, flip it around, I try everything and it just isn't unlocking. I stand there for like 30 minutes fumbling with this stupid fucking key, and just my luck. A cop car pulls up, oh cool they can probably help me, wait oh shit, they are gonna think im trying to break in. I worriedly look at the cop car and wave, the windows are tinted and it's dark out so I can't see who's in there. Fuck fuck fuck fuck, I try to use the key again, glancing back at the female cop who just got out of her car. She looks nice… she can help, wait, all cops look nice, that's their tactic. 

“Hey. What are you doing?” The officer says as I quickly turn around, I can feel my heart start beating faster, I'm usually fine around cops though, whatever it's just nerves. “Officer! Hi um I'm the security guard here, the key I was given isn’t working. I've been trying for like 30 minutes haha…” That was convincing and definitely not suspicious. Shit. She raises her eyebrow, looking me up and down, and glancing at the lock behind me. “You're really lucky that the owner said there was a new security guard, or I'd probably arrest you. Here let me try.” She says with a smile, I hand her the key without saying anything. Woah my stomach feels weird, am I sick or something?? It feels like my stomach has like… horses running around in it. Weird description but whatever…taking a step back I watch as she unlocks it on the first try. 

That's awkward. “How did you do that?? I swear I... I tried for like 30 minutes…” She turns around and gives me back the key, looking me up and down again, god what happens to me? It feels like I'm going to throw up every time she does that. What is happening to me?? “It’s fine, keys can be difficult sometimes.” She smiles at me, fuck I feel like a fool all I can do is just stand there looking at her, I think im having a stroke. No wait, a heart attack, that more likely feels like my heart is eating itself. “Um, thank you Officer.” Why did I say that so weird, god she must think i'm drunk or something.

“Please, my names Vanessa, Vanessa Shelly.” She holds out her hand for me to shake, AND I STARE AT HER HAND FOR LIKE 3 SECONDS BEFORE AWKWARDLY SHAKING HER HAND OH MY GOD. I'm freaking out, is it hot? No, it's cold, why am I sweating?? “Right, uh, y/n, y/n y/ln. It's really nice to meet you.” It's really nice to meet you? Did I really have to put the really, whatever i can't go back in time. “You too, mind if I stick around for a bit?” YES, wait yes what the fuck is happening why do I feel this way? “Yeah no problem.” I say like a fool, I don't usually overthink things like this. Or do I? Have I just not noticed? Huh, whatever. 

The night goes on, and my heart doesn't slow down, the odd feelings in my stomach continue as she talks to me, and asks me a couple questions. It feels like the night goes way too fast, and I find myself upset when it turns to 6am. Driving home all I can think about her, why? I think I just really want to be friends with her, probably, that's all it is. I get home and lay down on my bed staring at the ceiling, maybe this job won't be as bad as I thought it would be. 

The next day Vanessa doesn’t show up, maybe she never will. I also find out how creepy the pizzeria is and even though my life is practically in danger, I just keep wishing that I’d get to see her again, but just as friends though. Just friends. 

I pull into the parking lot of the pizzeria. Walking up in my goofy looking security vest, I sigh. Yesterday I was actually able to unlock the lock, after 10 minutes…but at least I got it. Ugh, time to try to unlock this for half of my shift. And just like I said, it's been 5 minutes and I still can’t get it. “Does it…go the other way or..” I mutter to myself, before I see headlights shining at me. SHES HERE. Oh god I feel like I shoulda put more effort into myself today, does my hair look okay. I zone out thinking about every possible thing that I could ever overthink, before finally getting snapped out of it by her. “Hey, need help with the lock again?” She says teasingly, grinning at me. Woah, my heart just went to the moon and back okay that's normal. “Uh yeah haha, still can’t seem to get it right.” She takes the key from me and just like before, unlocks it with ease, before handing the key back to me. “I'm gonna hang out again today, hope you don’t mind.” “Hah no, I don’t care, I enjoy the company.” Finally I said something without sounding like a 5 year old. 

We both walk into the pizzeria, without saying anything, as we are walking her hand brushes against mine, there it is again, that fuzzy feeling that only happens with her. Maybe I should google my symptoms. “So how's your day been?” She asks me, with a smile. “Oh, pretty good, better now that you're here haha.” I pause, DID I JUST SAY THAT, holy shit oh god what? What was I thinking?? “That's funny, I was going to say the same thing.” She says with a wink, before continuing to walk down the hall. Everything in my head was screaming at me, I had to remember that walking is something that you do if you wanna follow someone. So I started walking again, maybe I should ask her? She's a cop, she might know what's wrong with me.

We go over to the showtime area. “Hey, have you seen them perform yet?” “They perform?” “Yeah watch.” Vanessa presses the showtime button, and the animatronics jump into a song. I watch them with intent, probably the first thing I've thought about that wasn't Vanessa in 3 days. We both walk over to a booth and sit down, just watching and listening to them do their thing. “So this is cool isn’t it?” She asks, looking at me, I look over at her. That feeling again, I swear I'm having a stroke. “Y/N?” Yup this is a stroke why can’t I answer her? “Y-yeah, right, um yeah this is super cool.” I say looking down at the table, smiling and looking back at her. “Are you okay?” Vanessa asks me, looking genuinely worried.

I gulp and look at her nervously. “Um, not really? I don't know.” “You don't know? What do you mean what's going on?’’ She stands up and squats down in front of me, looking up at me. She takes my hands and holds them. I swear my heart just stops at that point. “Hey, talk to me, what's going on?” “Do you um” I clear my throat. “Do you ever get this weird feeling? Lately my heart has been beating faster than normally, and I'm really nervous and anxious and my stomach feels like it's being twisted up.” She looks at me, with those doe eyes of hers, with genuine care and worry. “And the weirdest part of it all, is it only happens around…well…you.” And with that, the worry on her face disappears into a softer one. She laughs and looks back up at me with a smirk. “Y/N have you ever had a crush before?” “A crush? What's that have to do with this, I’ve never had one before but I’ve heard- oh” And it finally clicks, all those movies i’ve seen are like this, a crush, I have a crush on her. Oh shit. I just admitted to her that I have a crush on her. As she watches me come to realization, I feel my face heat up. “Don’t start stressing yourself out, y/n, I like you too.” She says grinning and looking at me sympathetically. I’m still processing all of it, so I don’t really say anything for 10 seconds. “That's good, I um I like you too…a lot.” “Yup, I realized that.” She teasingly smirks at me. “So are we dating now?” I ask genuinely as she laughs again, standing up. “Wow, you really haven’t ever done this before huh? It’s cute, and yeah, we are dating, cmon.” Vanessa holds her hand out for me to take, and finally, it feels right. No more confusion, it feels right, being with her. I’m finally happy. With her :)

[milkamel]

I was thinking, what if cross got hella drunk like wont remember tomorrow type of drunk and he acted so differently and everyone is just confused why cross is singing karaoke on the coffee table even nightmare is concerned and no one wants to mention it tomorrow when cross walks in not sure what happened the day before.

That dinner/lunch or whatever like breakfast or something must be so awkward killer definitely is the first to mention it at their wedding starting off “im sure everyone but cross remembers this but it was the day cross came back drunk” and everyone yells “no” not wanting him to say a thing 😭

OMG LOL XD

I'd just been looking through the old comics yesterday and drunk Cross is just- a mess XD I can imagine him doing dumb stuff and not remembering anything the next morning with the biggest hangover. I don't think he's the type to drink on his own though, so I think it's probably Epic who he got drunk with lol

Making Nightmare concerned should be considered an achievement though lol. And I can see some of the bad guys (ahem- Killer) recording that madness for the future... like a wedding XD

Imagine how embarrassed Cross would get LMAO POOR GUY XD

[youremyheaven]

Princess here. Hey babe how are you?

I feel like you're the only anon left here 🤭🤣

I currently have a slight cold and feel a bit out of it but I'm going to use this opportunity to do a bit of an inventory for 2024 as it is the end of the year. If anyone's interested, you can do the same and drop me askszz

Things I did in 2024:

1. Moved away from the place I lived in for 8 years 😭

2. Grew my hair down to my ass and then cut it chest length??? (My first haircut in like 3 years??)

Not all growth is meant to stay. Sometimes we grow in ways that help us protect ourselves during difficult circumstances but you can't live wearing your armour 24/7, so it's important to shed the layers we've accumulated every once in a while (me philosophising the heck out of my hairdresser telling me my hair is damaged and needs to lose length lmao 😭😂)

3. I cut off friendships I'd maintained for 8 ish years. Just because something has lasted a long time doesn't mean it has to stay. Especially if things aren't working out.

Don't tolerate disrespect and don't hold on just for the sake of it.

4. I went to therapy for 3-4 months and then I quit therapy

I needed it at that time but I'm also glad I quit when I did because I felt myself microanalysing everything through therapy speak and it wasn't healthy lol

5. I went back to my ex after 6 years and then it gave me the reality check I needed and I promptly left him

6. I dated someone who treated me like a princess but still somehow didn't respect me or value me lmao (yes, they exist)

7. A friend I had for a long ish time behaved inappropriately with me when he was drunk and despite having a gf, told me he thinks I'm hot etc etc this cemented my belief that men and women could perhaps never actually be friends

8. I started abusing substances after being sexually abused.

I never thought I'd have a substance addiction era bc that's sooo not me like no one would ever think I was a chainsmoker but that was the lowest point of my life this year. I didn't brush, shower, eat or even get out of bed for weeks. I stayed high and drunk bc I felt so unsafe in my body and was dissociating severely. I'm so glad to have recovered from it and move past it and to have had someone in my life who held my hand through that journey bc it was messy asf and I have sooo much compassion for people who stay stuck in that loop for years and lose so much of their time, like I completely get how easy it is to lose yourself entirely

9. Adult relationships are so different??

I wish I had been in a relationship in my early 20s or when I was in college so that I could get a little bit of a crash course on this stuff and not feel so overwhelmed by expectations bc im already 24 and things start getting serious at this age 😭😭

But I'm also glad I stayed single throughout college bc it really helped me solidify my own identity and understand who I am, what I want and what I expect. I think 18-22 are very personality cementing years and I'm kinda glad that my personality wasn't shaped by a romantic relationship even if I was madly in love with someone all those years (unrequited, one sided stuff). The act of being in love with someone unconditionally like that has perhaps altered me in ways I can't even express but I'm glad there's no trauma or drama to recall from that experience

10. What someone tells you when they're angry is exactly what they've been thinking of all this while.

11. I make my own money??? And pay my own bills??? And I have a job that I like??

12. You don't know a person until you live with them. Don't ever marry anyone you haven't lived with 🫡🫡

13. Sex is nothing special without love

14. Had really good sex and really bad sex

15. Met new people, made new friends

16. I modelled??? I've done a couple of photoshoots now??

17. Had ₹80 left in my bank account and still somehow survived

18. I learnt to cook and I loveeee to cook now

19. I got a tattoo!!!

20. I got many more piercings

21. I resolved a 1.5 year long "crush" twin flame esque situation I had with a guy

22. I travelled 💛

23. Built a new identity for myself 🫡

24. Restarted my creative journey

25. Lost touch with myself and then now I'm finally going home to me

[veifei]

Can I get thoughts on shiguang + ql during their uni days? Or just pre-canon in general?

omg yes of course !!! this is probably going to be a rambling mess cos i am Uncertain about some things but i hope it's fun nevertheless!!! i may add more in subsequent reblogs if i think of anything else :)

first off i have to think about majors/degrees for a bit. i believe the director said we'd find out more about their uni days including what the trio studied during the upcoming yingdu chapter. if I had to guess, I'd say QL did something like a business degree. I like the idea of CXS doing photography and I've seen that hc floating around, and for LG im sorry i have no fucking clue.

OK OK im not completely at a loss with LG. assuming this is like the third or fourth timeline, maybe he just chose whatever course CXS was on to stay close to him (im not crying you're crying). i think it would be fun if he studied literature though (saying this as a lit student, lol)

Alternatively, maybe they All did a business degree?? i say this for two reasons—one, it makes sense for both QL and CXS. for QL it's cos she's just business savy, and for CXS it's a fairly practical choice since he has the studio to think about. two, it makes for maximum fun as the trio suffer through their studies together :)

moving on—in the same way that LG buys CXS and QL boba, i bet he did similar when they'd all have early lectures, maybe with coffee, (or maybe he's had their drink orders memorised from their uni days)

CXS consistently leaves his studying/exam prep/turning in assignments until the night before which causes LG Immense stress lmao. CXS's like "lu guangggg help me studyyyy i promise i won't do it againnnn ive learnt my lesson I swear :(" and every time, LG calls him a fool and says good fucking luck. and every time QL brings over caffeine and snacks and LG stays up with CXS to help him/scold him

QL is definitely the most organised with her studies. she has the most detailed lecture notes and she's always the first one to hand in projects/assignments. LG has to drag CXS to lectures otherwise he won't go, notes are a mess/non existent, and he is usually playing a game on his phone (he is however, the sort to scrape by with fairly, or perhaps unfairly good grades). LG is the true neutral student who does Exactly what is required of him and Nothing more lmao.

QL is ALWAYS trying to get the other two to be more sociable and go to mixers and things. she probably has to bribe CXS with food, and then in turn CXS will pester LG until he relents and agrees to go with them

out of the three, QL has the best alcohol tolerance and when she drinks she's even more bubbly and social. will Occasionally drink too much after deadlines or exams have passed cos celebrations yippee, and in those instances she always insists she's FINE she ABSOLUTELY can do another round (is not fine. LG has to step up as the mum friend if CXS is also drinking)

next is CXS who has a pretty okay tolerance if he didn't continually push his luck and end up drinking a little too much. he gets all rambly and is (even more) of a drama queen when drunk. he has, on more than one occasion, had to be escorted out by a very angry looking LG. oh and of course he's also very clingy when drunk (with LG in particular; that poor man cannot escape from under CXS's arm).

I don't imagine at these sorts of big social gatherings LG is the type to drink Much, if at all. CXS has only ever seen LG drunk, truly drunk, like so drunk it could be described as stupid drunk, one time. and if he ever mentions it to anyone LG is murdering him. so. CXS doesn't discuss it, he values his life after all.

[krennicswife]

i barely have any moots on here so im most comfy sharing this on here lmao, anyways rant incoming:

im back to feeling like an emotionless monster and somehow the only emotion im able to feel is this immense amount of self-hate?? like all my life i was craving for validation and the reassurance that ppl do in fact like me and that im at least somewhat desirable, and now i got the validation once more im suddenly feeling more aroace than ever (i never even considered being ace but its getting more and more likely tbh, and im pretty sure im at least on the aro spectrum bc the only crush i ever had is one i made myself have in order to avoid boredom at school but its v much just a result of severe daddy issues)

a funny thing abt myself is also that i do a complete 180 once im rlyrly drunk, means that i get v flirty and playful but overall just much more comfy with expressing my emotions such as appreciation for my friends, happiness, thankfulness etc. i never thought i had that much rizz when drunk lmao but basically i made a guy wanna cuddle with me like the entire evening (+ the morning after) but when it came to be morning and i sobered up i felt such a huge amount of guilt bc i basically woke up feeling...nothing? this boy is there liking all my stories and dropping the sweetest things (he even bought me a deftones album and u guys know how much i love deftones) and im still not feeling a damn thing?? like i got what i always wanted but why do i have to be that weird abt everything? i mean i genuinely like and appreciate him but im v sure its in a platonic way, just the way i like my other friends too. (+ while cuddling, i felt soo repressed by physical touch, as if i was getting crushed and my body could not respond to anything; i basically felt like a doll being dragged around by its owner but ofc i didnt say i was uncomfy bc im a coward lol)

all in all i feel like theres not many things missing until im able to label myself aroace, and by no means i wanna indicate that being aroace is something bad at all. its just such a sad thing for me, realizing i dont feel a thing while im 'playing' with other peoples feelings like some soulless monster.. this just made me realize i'd be horrible at dating and communicating bc the only ppl im comfy with talking abt this matter are my little digital tumblr people >_<

to everyone reading all of that for some unknown reason: tysm, have my (ofc platonic) love <33

[theallianceofcelestials]

Lmao, I definitely need to watch that movie, that sounds right up my alley. Though im not sure whether to give my condolences or congratulate you two on watching it lol. Good luck on that project though, Moongleam! Hopefully 10 days will be enough time, and that you make something awesome ^^ I feel you both on the religion stuff with your family. My whole family is Christian too, but I’m not anymore, and it’s kinda awkward because it’s my fault? Like, I forced everyone to go to church when I was like 8 because they gave out donuts LMAO

My turn now /silly Alright so you know how my sleep schedule is basically nonexistent? NOT ANYMORE. I FINALLY FIXED ITTTT :D Last Saturday, I decided I hated going to sleep at 5 am and waking up at 12 pm, and every night this week, I’ve gone to bed at about 10 pm and woken up at 7 am (I think the AM’s and the PM’s are right?). But yeah, I finally sleep, and it’s so nice. Im less irritable and im more productive, and even my family noticed how im much more talkative. (Forgot to mention, but I’ve even started having DREAMS again. They’re super weird, but it’s better than not dreaming at all) One downside of this though, was I got EXTREMELY sick at the beginning, and im genuinely not sure if doing a 360 with my sleep schedule did that or my immune system is just that bad, but I was sick up until yesterday (got sick on Monday, so I was sick for about six days). Im finally kind of good at Rain World now :P I haven’t played in a few days do to being at my mom’s house, but I’ve gotten to the… Drainage System? I think? But as of currently im stuck there and I have no clue how to get to the next area.

(Charlie here for a second, Vin wanted to wait so I could say a little somethin too, so I’ll just say hi so this isn’t longer than it already is hah)

It certainly was an experience. The movie not taking itself seriously did help though. I think?

Also congratulations fixing your sleep schedule! Great job!!! :D 🎉🎉🥳🥳 Weird dreams are always funky, unless of course if they're weird in a bad way.

I'm sorry to hear you got sick though :( But sleeping is the body's time to regenerate itself, so there's that at least. Not sure if you kicking up your previous schedule is what caused you to fall ill, but it could've played a role. Maybe??

Also good job on getting better at Rain World!! Though Drainage System is more of a later game area, it isn't very beginner friendly. Where are you exactly in Drainage? On the map I mean, I might be able to help you get out. Either me or Moongleam. Or anyone else out of the RW veterans on the Discord :> Have you been to any other region aside from Outskirts and Drainage? Regardless of the answer, great job, Sugarplum! ʕ●.●ʔ <- that's a slugcat

(Hi Sugarcookie! :D We don't mind if you yapping back at us is long! ^^)

That movie left me questioning everything, and I half wish I was drunk despite hating it when I'm not in my correct mind, so I've only ever gotten tipsy and I hated that too

Well, my hopes have been significantly lowered for this project, but also somehow raised. We had to redo it from scratch, and one of the guys uploaded my part as his, so we had to scramble there to fix that, and now it's a glaring indicator that sits there, so they may question me about that, or not give me the points for it at all, because this project is part of our end of the year exam, which has 3 parts, one of them bein this

And yippe! A win for sleep! And an L for the immunity system xd Hopefully that was just some bug because of the wheather or something, or just from the exhaustion your body experienced.

And also, you may not want to stay in Drainage. It's an area you can avoid for the entirety of the game, and it may be better to just try and get out of there as fast as you can. It's an area I'd say is much better with Rivulet, because it's good at swimming. Drainage is just a horrid leachy place where you drown if you aren't fast

(Hi Sugarcake! Also, don't worry about making this longer, even if it was as long as I was tall, we'd read it :3 )

[buniibloom]

hiii bunni!! ^^

i just wanted to say that i love your fics! as a wukong girlie, i just wanted to mention how much i love your interpretation of him 🤤

not only that, ‘focus’ in drunk dazed, it woken something in me and now i want to squish soft, big ol’ man titties with sensitive nips… i’m going insane (IM GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE)

if i could ask, how did you write him that way?? i always have trouble with writing dialogue, loll

hope your doing well!! :D

- much love, ☀️ anon !!

The way this makes me all flustered cause I'm still not used to compliments ahdjajdns 😭 lmao I'm so glad you like my interpretation of him 😔 especially from my old fics hahfjajdjab you're so real for that btw, we need more Wukong tits ASAP those honkers must be squished

Mmh, as for writing him....to be absolutely honest from my experience when it comes to writing characters for fics is more about rewatching and observing them? I've researched LMK dozens of times (episodes saved in my phone and clips I've got saved on YT) so that overtime its easy to pick up on certain traits/develop certain ideas.

Of course I also like to add that my Wukong is influenced by Son Goku + interpretations of him from different JTTW, and some traits are also from me, really, since I tend to project a bit when thinking of my favorite characters haha. Goku specifically was one of my first loves, so I guess there's some core personality traits I took from him for Wukong :p

As for writing dialogue, SAME!! I have the same problems too 🥲 believe it or not, I refuse to reread my old fics solely out of embarrassment at how I wrote my dialogues...it's so embarassing lmao 😭

What I would give as advice though for dialogues is read more - yeah, typical advice now, but from my experience, reading how other people write dialogues help me out a lot when forming my own. I'd also say to watch more clips/media of the character you're writing about, pick up their speech patterns/behavior, and maybeee just wing it. The only way to improve is to try, right?

ty for the compliments btw, this made my day a lot <3

[caramelpenguin]

thanks @phneltwrites and @in-amor-veritas for the tag <33

1.How many works do you have on AO3?

28!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

121,770. It doesn't feel as much compared to other writers. I try and add stuff into my chapters (like, to my descriptions( but maybe i'm just a person of a few words🤷‍♀️

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently, YR. Am thinking of mayybe doing something linked to mlb&cn this summer, and i want to finish my kanthony wip (Vines of Time) hahah

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Hypothetical - MY BABY!!! I did not expect this fic to be liked. It was just a small idea that sprouted very quickly, and i don't think its my usual writing tone. i remember being surprised it was gaining kudos. i love wilmon and oranges.

words written down - my beloved drabble collection. some of these, i'd love to expand or write more for. theres something so freeing about drabbles tho. <3

What Does Love Feel Like? - i cant read this fic, its from 2021 😭 it feels like I tried too hard with it. a lot of it is Meliodas' internal thoughts, but i prefer writing fics where the characters are doing something.

I Am A Gentleman - kanthony pining for each other but refusing to acknowledge it xoxo

Vines of Time - ahhhhhh, this fic is really important to me. i still have my outline for it. i want to finish it 😭again, my writing feels different. i kinda miss this tone.

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yeshhh!! I'm slow and I procastinate and I squeal when I read comments and then forget to respond, but I do try. Comments are my fuel, and I get soo happy when i read any.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

....none? Monster is currently unfinished, and i don't want to spoil the ending.... it's not going to be sad (?), but out of all of them probably the one thats the most ambiguous. (If u havent watched the film, then PLS DO I BEG. its directed by Koreeda, and his films are stunning).

oh, wait. 157 is unfinished, but that will not have a happy ending, as expected.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Hypothetical? love drunk and we're never sober? most of them actually?

8. Do you get hate on fics?

not on ao3. i got hate once after i wrote a drabble on tumblr for the bridgerton fandom. hmph. i scrapped the idea and wrote it for YR instead hehe.

9. Do you write smut?

I AM TRYING TO! I WANT TO!😭😭

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

well. depends what you count as a crossover - i've written drabbles with characters in a different universe, but not a crossover where the characters of one universe and another meet etc.

Monster might count?

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that im aware of!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

nope

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

hahahah, i started one years ago (nnt x aladdin). the document is still there somewhere, but its collecting dust.

14. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

oh fuck😭maybe one of my nnt ones? I think, maybe, I could finish them if i rlly put time to it. Im just a rlly fucking slow writer :(

e.g. The Eight Blessings is SO DEAR TO ME, but it'll be hard to finish because i have such big hopes and dreams for it and i write like a snail.

15. What are your writing strengths?

idkidkidkidkidk how to answer this abkladsofcjmr.

okay- maybe this: I relate to a lot of my writing. Almost every fic (some of my drabbles) I've written, or at least my favourites, has an aspect of me buried in there somewhere (sometimes its obvious e.g. ember in the shadow + drowning on dry land. the first chapter of love drunk and we're never sober literally happened two days before i made it into a wilmon fic. you don't need a reason is me needing to project. i wrote pierced because my nose piercing hurt lmao).

writing is often my escape/ my way to process something. so idk if this counts as a strength, but maybe the fact that there's an element of truth/vulnerability somewhere? man. idk.

16. What are your writing weaknesses?

i'm bad at digging into a character's emotions through the writing. there are beautifully crafted metaphors and emotions that can be revealed to a reader when we dig into a character's mindset (cos sometimes not listening to show dont tell is hella effective), but I find it really difficult to stop the action and write about how the character is feeling.

I'm also bad at writing the moments in between. the 'mundane' moments if u will. it feels like i have too many time skips sometimes lol.

17. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

its cool. i like it when peopple atleast try to make sure the translation is correct. depending on the fandom ur writing for, it may be more effective. also, why the characters are saying it/ who they're talking to. people switch languages in rl all the time.

18. First fandom you wrote for?

hahaha when i was small i wrote a harry potter fanfic about the marauders (like, actually physically wrote a quarter of the fic in my notebook) that i never typed and publlished. the first i PUBLISHED is not on ao3, but a different site, and i am not going to say hahaa.

19. Favorite fic you’ve written?

AFGNHAFIANASPFIO????

like i said, a lot of my fics are important in different ways. i'll pick one from the main three fandoms i've written for...

The Eight Blessings - because i have such an incredible story and message in mind, i just need to write ittttt....

Vines of Time - because it was the first time I could process stuff that had happened in real life in a fanfic, and im so glad bridgerton s2 gave me that chance. i also quite like my writing tone in it.

and from YR,....fuck um?!?! perhaps ember in the shadow. It's probably the second quickest fic ive written. theres nothing in that fic (like with Vines of Time) that hasnt happened/ been felt by either me or a friend of mine. i think two people commented how it linked to an interview(s) omar had done where he talked about the racism he endured growing up, which surprised me bcos i wasnt even thinking abt his experiences when i wrote the fic. i like the part 2 of it aswell tbh (drowning in dry land).

idk who hasnt been tagged, so i apologise if u already have been: @saynomorefic @skibasyndrome @larrylover3000 @moonlightfrogsandkisses @unfortunate17 @purplehoodiesandclementines

[weebsinstash]

Im not gonna say puerto ricans don't say tio to mean guy bc maybe they do (I've personally never heard it. Honestly even meaning uncle it's rare in PR usually I hear titi/tito for aunt/uncle) but tio (meaning guy) is specifically such a spaniard thing to say, honestly when we mock the spanish we do it saying tio.

Honestly the fact I even know that is because I read it secondhand on tumblr somewhere💀 or I mean, I've heard tio meaning uncle before (unless i was earblind lmao), but I had no idea it also meant dude until, you know. Recently.

bruh I bet Miles learned that in Spanish class at school, I think I remember seeing a post somewhere where they said "maybe miles wouldn't have a b in Spanish if he wasn't doing Spain Spanish in school and Puerto Rican Spanish at home" or something to that effect, idk, unless they're teaching Mexican Spanish at his school and Miles is just genuinely struggling so hard he pulled from a third form of Spanish he ain't even formally learning 😂

Gotta admit, Miles teaching Reader horrible Spanish/Spanglish would be a cute sorta thing to get under Miguel's skin, and I actually did, uh, write this a while back for funsies lol (although I keep forgetting to use those recommended translator sites so, using Google translate I know will set me on the wrong path lmao)

Reader be like "oh Miguel hates Spanglish? Let me tease the fuck out of this man 👏" but like this is one of those drafts that goes absolutely nowhere lmao, it's some dialogue and then Reader saying something to Jess that he actually wasn't supposed to hear and then done haha

I just. I like didn't even finish one Spanish class ok, I had a part of a Spanish class in middle school and obviously im, 26 now, aging 😩 Miguel could be speaking Spanish talking about leaving me in the bottom of a ravine to die of starvation and as long as he's saying it A Tone I'd be like "o-ok then, whatever you say 😳 i dont know what youre saying but you sound sexy saying it"

I'm just kind of. I'm weird because I can be extremely shy but once I'm comfortable or at least drunk or high or something I can be a huge teasing agitating shit disturber and I keep thinking of Reader just being INAPPROPRIATE with this man

Reader, after 3 glasses down at Spidey Margherita night, looking at Miguel from across the room: look at Miguel over there, just, being gorgeous. Fuck him. His tits are bigger than mine, his ass is fatter than mine, and his waist is smaller than mine. What the fuck. Who let him get away with that. He's lucky this isn't one of the universes where I can get HIM pregnant

Jess, the unfortunate soul who gets to make sure you get home: Girl, you know he can hear you right? Super hearing, genetically spliced, remember?

Reader: bulllllshit, it isn't THAT good, we're so far away, and it's loud in here. Look, I'll prove it. Hey Miguel, you want me to suck that dick?

VIOLENT CHOKING FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM, GLASS SHATTERING, DRINK DROPPED ON FLOOR. Miguel O'Hara found dead in Miami as he looks immediately at you with the most.... girl he doesn't even know how to react right now! He's embarrassed, he's shocked, he's... aroused??? Jess is giving you the most "oh my god you did not just say that" look as you're chugging the rest of your drink and exiting stage right because ohhhhhh my god you can never look him in the eyes ever again (but he'll remember this and seek you out later, don't worry 😉)

[dausy]

Well I've been daily updating twitter ofcourse. I kind of at the last moment decided I was going to do a daily doodle thing. I did this years ago, where I drew something every day for a year. I'm not doing a full illustration this time just really simple, essentially a couple lines and thats it. Just to help the creative juices flowing. I probably wont stick it out for an entire year but I keep getting myself backed up into an artistic corner and I want to back back out of it and find a new corner. Instead while I've been doing that, I've also been using it as an excuse to update the status of my current ailment.

so essentially, I had already self-diagnosed myself with the flu but I did go ahead and made an urgent care appointment on Saturday (?). I will say that I normally get a flu shot, every year, I did not get one this year. Next year I will definitely be getting one. I definitely got this from my coworkers and theres was like 3x milder than mine. My immune system was not prepared.

I did not want to physically go to urgent care because I didn't feel safe driving. I was super short of breath and I felt very drunk (because its in my ears! my ears are messed up). Also, didn't want to sit in a waiting room when sitting up sounded like a lot of effort and besides, what is urgent care going to tell me that I dont already know? viruses are treated with rest and fluids and thats it. However, I assumed my boss was going to be on top of me for some sort of a work note even though I'm not a full time employee and I dont feel like I should need one but I had agreed to work on monday and if I called in she'd probably pitch a fit. I discovered, thanks to the local spouse groups, that there was a local mobile urgent care. They came to my house! I schedule an appointment and they came out about an hour later. The most convenient thing ever. They apparently didn't take my insurance so they charged me 179$ out of pocket but I wasn't going to complain. I didn't have to go anywhere. I could track the MA on gps and they sent me his photo so I didn't "have to be scared" lmao. It was all very nice.

I had already tested myself for covid and it was negative. I was tempted to start myself on prednisone (because I practically have an entire pharmacy at home) but HR was a good 115 and adding steroid to that sounded not fun. Normally my HR runs 60s if Im calm and 80s if Im stressed. 115 with steroids on board didn't sound like fun. My 02 was dropping to 93 when I was up and walking around but it would go back up to the high 90s. This poor MA came with a laptop that virutally connected to a PA and they were like "what do you want me to do for you?" like I guess I mainly just wanted to make sure that I was safe to be at home and I have evidence I saw some sort of healthcare person as proof.

I oddly enough didn't have much of a cough until about yesterday. I was feeling short of breath and when I did cough I'd cough gunk up but mainly it just hurt to cough but it wasn't frequent at all. Now I'm coughing alot. The worst part was the hot/cold flashes. I completely drenched the bed in sweat. I've never seen that much water come off of me. I literally touched the valley of my stomach and it was a puddle. I splished my hands in it. I would alternate between uncontrollable sweating to then freezing to death. I thought I'd be over it and I washed all my linens yesterday and then last night, just sweat everywhere. Which was annoying because I felt....nagged..?..guilttripped? to go into work today by my boss. Like I was faking it..I couldnt possibly be sick that long(my coworkers recovered in 2 days)..maybe I was crazy and I wasn't sick?

so I did! I WENT TO WORK TODAY. My coworkers were actually fine. They said they were actually surprised they handled things well without me. I'm simultaneously proud of them and really aggravated that I went in. Because I really did feel terrible. I realized real fast how weak I was and my brain was not functioning. I even gave myself the easiest roll I could where I was off in a corner away from people and I was struggling. I was struggling to walk and I was struggling to stand. My partner at work let me know how bad I looked too. I apparently looked like a frail old lady. Which was nice.

So I went home. My boss is like "wait where you going?". I guess in her defense she came equipped with a bunch of throat lozenges for me but I didn't have a sore throat. I have no energy and cant breath. So I'm going home. I dont work tomorrow btw.

[phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess]

maybe i should test if im still mildly allergic to alcohol

i mean, most of it tastes bitter af but that's how you connect with people around here. maybe i just imagined the itchiness? last time? i can convince myself of anything if i try hard enough, maybe it was some of the food we had at the party?

i mdoubting every memory i have here

there has to be one that tastes less like battery acid, to make it worth the attempt

i think it was soft drink like vodka cruisers last time, but that was a decade ago

i regret turning down a tiny ass cup of the last mead someone ever made, at their funeral, in hindsight. it was years ago but like, would it have killed me? no. i spat on their memory i guess. and all to avoid itchiness? no wonder no one cares if i live or die lmao. i'd let them drink at my wake... but it would just be family.

feel so locked out of the adult and aussie experience being mildly allergic, its like the stupidest cosmic joke

keep getting told 'id love to get drunk with you, you're so fun!' and now i wanna know who i am when im drunk, but perhaps i just need to try again. there's a lot i need to try. not cigarettes tho, that killed a few of the fam over the decades.

there has to be something to adulthood with appeal

so far it's been disappointment, bills, taxes and constant things needing repair. none of the fun things the world promised... never even been offered drugs once! how rude is that? I was all hyped up to say no thanks, in high school, but noooooo...

i dislike not knowing things. not understanding if something still applies to me, after all these years. allergies can fade, attraction can ebb and flow like the tide, people can get into fitness when they'd previously rather fucking die than do push ups even if it is with great reluctance

[privatelife]

update

- saw judas priest with the wind whipping like crazy from the sheer power of rob halford's voice. in the middle of the show he comes out on a motorcycle with a whip in his mouth i fucking love himmmm

- saw scott ian (once with anthrax and once with bungle) and even got one of his guitar picks !! the anthrax guys are old as shit and had the most energy out of almost all the bands i saw this weekend it's crazy. they ruled ofc

- FRONT ROW FOR MR BUNGLE IM LITERALLY NOT GONNA SHUT UP ABOUT IT EVERRRR THEY SOUNDED AWESOME AND MIKE WAS SO CHARMING 🥰 at one point he looked my sibling directly in the eyes and they were like "it was so sudden and weird it made me uncomfortable" LMAO

- SAW PRIMUS IT WAS LOVELY les' outfit reminded me a lot of the south park intro guy which is mildly ironic in accordance with my life's patterns and trajectories. there was some drunk guy who kept going "this is awwwesome" and yelling "LES CLAYPOOL!!!!!" literally my thoughts exactly. couldnt ask for anything more

- saw foo fighters it was everything i thought it'd be <3 crowds by the end of the night get really terrible tho. one lady threw gum in my hair, i guess because i wouldnt let her and her husband in my spot LMAO but i'd been sitting and baking in the sun in that same spot for 7 hours at that point i was not fucking moving. and it's not like i told her to fuck off or something i just didn't move over when she was clearly trying to push me lol. we are all lucky it didnt stick in my hair or i wouldve had to do something drastic. another (drunk) lady also tried to push into my spot and then tried to get into a fight with several different ppl while dave stopped the show (which apparently was for a completely different reason, someone passing out upfront) but the timing of it perfectly synced with the drunk lady incident, security intervening and everything. idk i feel like it was both things. IN ANY CASE the good outweighed the bad. love u dave grohl thank u for my life

- saw limp bizkit lmao. they werent bad. can anyone tell me why fred durst wore a club penguin on his puffer vest. he kept bringing up jacksonville for obvious reasons but like Lol. he's a fucking loser but i can deal with him. wes borland [tim robinson voice] had too much shit on him. at one point fred brought a couple from the crowd onstage and read out the gender results for their baby. at other points he brought out jellyroll and riff raff (?!) which both were ass idc. but im 99.9% sure i saw fucking george corpsegrinder behind fred watching from backstage. tf. HELLO? that means i saw rikki kixx AND nathan explosion in person... Bye

- tried the metallica burger and it was fucking delicious goddamn.

ADDITIONALLY i saw (live or projected on the screen in front of me) flyleaf, mudvayne, skillet from afar (lmfao), powerman 5000, mushroomhead, kittie, nizter ebb from afar, electric callboy, starset, the offspring, in this moment, nova twins, the struts, greta van fleet, mammoth, stone temple pilots, a day to remember, and queens of the stone age. day 3 i met nothing but angels until the foo fighters crowd came in so i'd call it a win. im sunburnt and my body hurts and im glad that's over with and happy i saw what i wanted to see. yippee!!

by the end of the week i'll have:

- seen the god rob halford!!!!

- seen father scott ian

- seen mike patton 🩷

- seen les claypool 🩷

- seen foo fighters ❤️‍🩹 (had a #thing with them in my late teens this is the culmination)

- seen limp bizkit lmao

- maybe eat the metallica burger

[gimmethosedaddymilkers]

You've Got The World in Your Eyes

I KNOW I HAVE A LOT OF REQUEST TO FILL I PROMISE THEY WILL BE IVE JUST BEEN SWAMPED, THESE LIL THINGS ARE THINGS I DO BEFORE I PASS OUT LMAO

That being said

Guys im so lonely and constantly afraid I'll never find a husband so these little things make me feel a little better desoite the fact that Arthur isn't real and I'll never have him, and I'd be INCREDIBLY lucky if I find someone whos even slightly like him.

Anywho

Have some more crumbs of our boy

WARNINGS: fluff arthur, femalre reader, drunken talking

Tags: @mrsarthurmorgan7 @photo1030 @kieropal @cantchoosejust1

You stared ahead, a smile crossing your face as the fire illuminated both you and everyone else sitting around the fire at Horseshoe Overlook.

You were far too drunk to really care if the person of your interest really caught onto your staring.

You couldn't tell anyone who asked just how much you'd drank.

In your defense Sean had dared you to drink more than him for his return party, and of course, with everyone in high spirits you'd agreed, and you were hardly able to say to anyone that you were sober.

So, you stared unabashidly, unashamed, at the man sitting across the fire from you, singing along with the rest of the gang, albeit not that well.

Yet that deep voice of his balanced out the lighter tones of Pearson and Sean, as well as Javier and Uncle.

Oh, what a man he was, that Arthur Morgan.

Attractive beyond what was reasonable, smart, too, with a good head on his shoulders, and strong, strong enough....well to put it frankly strong enough to do things to you that you wouldn't rightky say out loud to someone.

The firelight bounced against his jaw as he continued to sing along, to a now much sadder song that what the group had been singing before.

His face was littered with scars, most of them covered by that stubble that you'd come to love so much.

His eyes too.

A part of you, even drunk, hoped he'd look at you, so you could see those beautiful eyes of his.

They were blue, like the sky, but they had so many other colors in them it was hardly fair to say they matched the sky.

They were flecked with green, and almost gold near his iris's, and in normal circumstances you'd never admit that you'd paid that much attention to it.

But right now, you could only try to sit and figure out what to compare those eyes too.

They were sea green sometimes, and steely grey other times, but that blue is what shines through the most.

His eyes were so expressive too, you could see when he was worried or concerned, you could tell when he was happy, or angry, just by looking at his eyes, you didn't need th rest of his features to tell.

To you, those eyes held the universe, your universe, your world, in them.

Arthur finally turns his head to see you, and as he does, something within him seems to change.

Drunk as he is he doesn't feel much heat, not until he meets your eyes.

That smile plastered to your face sends butterflies through him, and all he can see is just how gorgeous and kind you are.

He's loved you for longer than he cares to admit, but he's never thought that you could feel the same, not until that moment.

He can't help but offer a tiny smirk back to you, and for a moment you see something in his eyes that you're not completely sure you've seen there before, and it's aimed at you.

It sends sparks throughout your body, it nearly sobers you right then and there.

That beautiful, unwavering, returning stare, of love.

[septembersummer]

COLLEGE FRIENDS W BENEFITS OR JUST ANYthing college/uni PLAYBOY GOJO X READER please im starving

hehehe let's go ~

i actually love this prompt so much! playboy/fwb gojo is one of my favs. thanks for the req!

18+ only! minors dni!

wc: 1.4k

desc: gojo satoru is a player, and everyone knows it. maybe he'll get a taste of his own medicine for once~

tags: gojo x reader, college au, fwb au, gojo has a tongue ring, oral s*x, public s*x, possessive gojo, role reversal hehe, gojo is a fkboy, alcohol use

a/n's: pls excuse my typos lmao hope u have fun

You were shocked the day that Satoru Gojo first paid attention to you.

He has many names around campus, and none of them are good. He's a player, a filthy rich boy who's never known the struggles that others go through when trying to survive college.

He needs to write an English paper? Well, that's no big deal; he's got a girlfriend who's an English major, and if she hates him this week-- he'll just hire someone to do it for him! The same goes for probability and statistics, whatever science class he's signed up for (he doesn't remember, it's not like he attends much, anyway), and he can't even be bothered to worry about his electives.

However, there's one girl in his assigned history class that's been catching his eye recently. Most of the girls in here have come and gone (pun intended), but this one's different. You know the answers to the questions, always mumbling them under your breath without ever raising your hand to speak.

Satoru knows this about you, because he pays more attention to you than to anything that's said in the lecture, and he's curious to learn more about you and your mysterious aura. See, he's learning things at university! Just not the things that he's supposed to.

You sit across the room from him, and you never pay attention to him, even though you must be able to feel his attention constantly lingering on you. Your fingers drum on your keyboard quickly, and Satoru finds himself wondering how small they'd look wrapped around his--

He's distracted from his train of thought when a miracle happens. A god's honest miracle.

For the first time in six weeks (he's counted), you turn your gaze to look at him, and you scowl. Your expression only piques his interest more, unbeknownst to you.

That one look must be the reason that you keep bumping into Satoru Gojo, even though you've never intentionally done so. See, you aren't dumb, and you don't want to get involved with a player like him. You've seen the girls that hate Satoru, and all of them have a great reason to do so.

He stood me up on a date, because he was going on another date instead!

He only hooked up with me once, just so I'd write a paper for him! I fucking hate Satoru.

He let me give him head and kicked me out right after, like, who does that?

He tried to have a threesome with me and his roommate--

Maybe the last one isn't so bad, but still. You've heard the rumors, you've seen the shit-show that comes with him, so much so that you could easily quote the words that he says to girls when he kicks them out after he's finished with them.

So, when he bumps into you at a party, your first thought is thanks, but no thanks.

The pretty boy, however, takes your clear dismissal as a challenge. Maybe it's because he's a little drunk, and you're here at his apartment (you don't know that, you were just hanging out with Shoko-- swear!), but Satoru thinks that tonight is the night that he wants to see a whole new side of the shy girl from history 2256.

"Excuse me," you mumble, as Satoru bumps into you, nearly spilling your beer.

He doesn't leave. Instead, he places a hand on the wall that you're standing up against, effectively trapping you against the drywall as he stares down at you.

His eyes are magnificent, ethereal, something that shouldn't belong to a human, but you aren't interested. You've told yourself a thousand times that you aren't interested-- no need to falter now.

"You don't look like a beer girl, wallflower," he hums, leaning over you and licking his lips.

When you see the glint of something that looks like a silver tongue-ring, your resolve falters, though only slightly.

"Who says I'm a wallflower?" You reply, trying not to feel so small standing next to him, but he really is huge.

He knocks on the drywall behind you, "See this? This is a wall, and you're standing against it at a party. Think that makes you a wallflower, according to the book."

Your eyes narrow, "Did you read that book?"

"Do I look like I read that book?"

You take a deep, shuddering breath, and the beer is working its magic. Even though he's saying basically nonsense, the mischievous gleam in his eye is drawing you into him.

Gone is the frat party that you've been watching from a distance. Literally, it's blocked out by his broad shoulders. He's wearing a thrasher hoodie, and goddamnit if he doesn't actually pull it off, despite the fact that you're sure this pampered, rich boy has never been on a skateboard in his life.

"No, you don't look like you've ever read anything," you reply, lowering your voice to a soft murmur.

What happens after that is a blur to you, but you aren't particularly upset about it in hindsight. It didn't take long for him to work his magic, for you to find his arrogant sense of humor a little endearing, and for him to find your openly insulting comebacks to be a cute little challenge for him.

A challenge that he's won.

He can tell that he's won, because you're lying in his bed with your legs spread wide, as he devours you. The party is still raging in the next room, but the only remnant of whatever's happening there that remains in this dark room is the methodic thumping of the music outside trickling into the room as he kisses, sucks, and slurps your pussy until you're mewling, grasping onto his hair for dear life.

Say what you will about the spoiled, filthy rich boy who goes through girls like they're disposables-- he's great at what he does.

"Satoru-- Satoru-- right there, I'm gonna-- nggh, ah--" you mewl, rocking your hips against his pretty lips, feeling his tongue ring slip over your clit, teasing and testing, while he fingers eagerly pump in and out of you.

"Mhm, cum for me, wallflower," he purrs, before giving an especially hard suck to your clit, and you're falling over the edge before you know it.

The room spins, and the only things grounding you are the thumping of the bass outside, and Satoru's hands that keep your thighs spread widely apart for him.

Even with hot cheeks, your resolve hasn't faltered that quickly yet. You sit up, placing your smaller hands overtop of his to pry them off of your thighs. He looks up at you in the darkness with confusion written all over his pretty features.

In response, you ruffle his hair affectionately and wipe your slick off of his glossy, soft lips, before leaning down to press a kiss to them.

"That was great, babe," you purr, "I'll call you next time I want you to do that for me."

"What?" He mumbles with shock written all over his features, as you stand up and fix your pants.

"Oh, did you think I wanted something serious?" You ask, remembering all those girls that have complained to you about Satoru's behavior.

At this point, you could quote him.

So, you do.

"You don't wanna spend the night?" He asks, looking a little frantic and confused, sitting up on the bed now as he watches you.

"Nah," you say, mimicking his tone, "but we'll see each other in class, Monday, right?"

"Our class is Tuesday," he mumbles dejectedly, as you lean over him to press another quick kiss to his lips.

"Ah, I forgot," you reply, caressing his cheek softly, "but I'll definitely call you, mmkay?"

You turn on your heels and head for his bedroom door, not even sparing him a glance as you leave through it and flatten your hair, off to find Shoko and get the fuck out of here.

Little did you know, trying to outdo Satoru in his own game would only lead you to trouble.

Which is why the next time he sees you, the two of you only have to exchange one heated glance before you're excusing yourself to the bathroom in the middle of the lecture, and Satoru's following right behind you.

The kind of trouble where every Tuesday at 10:15am, you find yourself bent over the sink in the girl's bathroom, as Satoru fucks into you roughly and reminds you that he's the only one that gets to see you like this.

And you like trouble, so you smirk and meet his eyes in the mirror, murmuring, "Ha, no way."

He only fucks you harder after.