#starting off new years strong hahaha

[hisui-dreamer]

weee i got jade as my first fortune cookie!!! (he loves me)

Jade: It's not that you smile because good things have happened, it's because of your smile that good things happen... That is quite a common saying.

hmm love im not sure that's what the paper says but you're right as always dear

Jade: My smile has a quite a reputation. I'm sure lots of good things will start to happen.

aww that's nice, keep smiling love (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

Jade: fufufu...

uh oh what are you scheming

[smellslikechahnspirit]

I am in need for another chan taking care of you on ur period. But could it be a one-shot? And could it be husband!channie?

I hope you like it, its a bit short but hmm...If you want a part two let me know!

Annoyed 🤍

[Husband Channie taking care of you on your period]

Bang Chan x Reader

🤍 read guide lines in Masterlist!

THIS IS (OBVIOUSLY) ALL FICTION AND IS FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY! THIS IS MY PERCEPTION OF HOW I THINK SKZ WOULD BEHAVE IN SITUATIONS LIKE THIS AKA, NOT REAL.

[07:03 PM]

''So, what do you wanna eat for dinner tonight?'', you asked him. ''Hmm I think we still have some left-overs from yesterday, that'll be fine, right?'' You stayed quiet for a second. He looked at you as he was still folding the towels. ''Right baby?'', he asked. You nod. ''Yeah, sure whatever.''.

It pissed you off. You didn't really know why. Litterly anything else would've been better than having the same thing as yesterday. He noticed your change in behaviour but didn't comment on it.

You kept folding laundry together as you turned the tv up a bit. ''Oh this part is so sad. I love it though.'', you said. Toy story 3 was playing and it was the part where Andy gave his toys to Bonnie. You paused your folding for a second and sat down on the couch between all the clothes. Watching closely at the tv, as Andy drove away. You started tearing up.

Chris noticed and walked closer to you, petting you soflty on your back. ''It's just a movie babe, it's okay.'' He said as he comforted you. ''I know, but it's just so sad.'', you replied as you were now basically sobbing.

''Oh honey, why does it affect you so much all of a sudden?'' He hugged you tightly. ''I don't know!'' You said a little too irritated. ''I don't know why I'm crying so much. Sorry.'' ''Don't be sorry baby. You're feeling emotional, it's human.''.

Chris already knew something was up, and by the looks of it all, with even the comment about the food earlier, he knew exactly what time it was. Shark week had officially begun.

''Look, how about we order some pizza tonight hm? We can just order in and we can cuddle all night on the couch watching as many Disney movies as you want, Hm?'' You got confused. ''I thought you said left-overs was fine.'' ''Yeah, but when you're on your period, you deserve a little extra love. Even more than usual.''

''How did you know?'', you asked. He shrugged. You got a bit insecure and irritated by yourself, loosening yourself from his embrace. He knew you always got a bit defensive and independent on these days. You were married after all, and had lived together for a year, if not more.

Yet most of the time he'd be at work during these days, and he mostly send you sweet texts and only gave loving cuddles at night, since well, he just wasn't home. This vacation time he had gotten from the company was fun, but also new. You were together so much more now and on these kinda days, you just weren't used to it.

''I'm fine. We can just eat the left-overs.'' You said as you wiped your tears away and took on a strong attitude. ''Hm, are you sure? I kinda want pizza.'' Your mood swings were all over the place and you got annoyed now.

''Well you could go eat pizza by yourself then.'', you said. You were done with your half of the laundry and put it in the basket. You sighed and wanted to walk away, to put it in the right closet, when suddenly he grabbed your waist.

He fell down on the couch with you still in his embrace. He started tickling you soflty and you started giggling. Pretending to still be a little annoyed but he didn't budge.

''Chris!'', you yelled. ''No, I'm not letting you go, nope, not happening.'' ''Chris, hahaha, stoooop, I'm serious.'' ''Nope, not until you agree we should just eat pizza, and you will let me take care of you for once.''

You stopped giggling and looked at him lovingly. He had slowly stopped the tickles and looked at you too. Eyes inches from each other, he gave you a soft kiss. ''Please baby, let me take care of you. I know you act like you can handle it all on your own, and trust me I know you can. But I want to pamper you. You deserve it, especially now.''

Whenever Chris did have time, he'd always do small romantic things either way. You loved that about him. So less time, so much effort. Always.

''Alright we can order pizza...''. He smiled and hugged you tighter. ''And maybe a hot bath? It'll help with the cramps, right? We could eat the pizza in the bath too? Oooh, and even better, how about we take my laptop and we can watch a movie. All at the same time? Does that sound good?''. You loved his maximum effort and your mood had switched to nothing else but love and admiration.

''Yes, that actually sounds really nice baby.'' He kissed you again. Both of you had a very calming and relaxing night.

...Masterlist...

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[joshleyson]

Life Update + Postcards from Mount Pulag

If there's one thing I'm particularly proud of that I did this year in the name of self-care, it is using my Apple Watch for what it was designed to do and being mindful of closing my rings on the Fitness App, which includes meeting my Move, Stand, and Exercise requirements for the day.

Last weekend, I went on my first major walk this year, to Mount Pulag in Benguet, the majestic and highest mountain in Luzon. For the first time ever, I was able to set a *drum roll please* record-breaking 42K steps, perhaps more because my watch died in the middle of the climb. It never occurred to me to go on this ALMOST 10-hour hike until J, who by the way was a famous OG Tumblr influencer during the peak Tumblr era circa 2012 (if you know him, mag-asawa ka na hahaha), introduced me to the idea of going to Baguio (I haven’t been to Baguio since forever) and eventually having to explore Mount Pulag after. J and I have known each other for over 12+ years, but it was only this year that we began to see each other more frequently; he is also the person who introduced and challenged me to finish my rings on the Fitness app. I began this "ring" journey at the end of March, but I wasn't fully committed until I started seeing some, hmm, what's the word, "changes" when I started monitoring my InBody results, which show my weight, BMI, muscle mass, and even body fat percentage decreasing. Long story short, I'm making some small progress with trying to make my BMI normal again. Hey, don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to paint the typical fitness buff image with raging, strong-looking muscles, because that's not who I am, but I wanted to give myself credit also for losing 10kgs in just 4 months, and I'm not even pulling my hair out about it, just that awareness of "Did I close my rings today?" moment. Like I told J, I never expected accountability to feel this good. So I'm quite delighted with that.

Enough of the fitness thingee and going back to Mount Pulag, I'm so happy that we were able to pull it off this year. We started by staying in Baguio for 2 days which by the way the weather was THE. BEST. Having to walk around the city in layered clothes without breaking a sweat as a pawisin was HEAVEN. It was something that I missed when I went back to Manila. After 2 days, we headed straight to Kabayan, Benguet, where our homestay was located, and by midnight started our trek to Pulag summit. The trek was surprisingly easy. The quiet and quaint landscapes while on our way to the summit were something that I enjoyed so much. It was tiring and yes, the weather was extremely cold. Miss Hypothermia is REAL especially on the summit but with the right amount of clothing, it's no biggie. Just do a little bit of research before signing up for the hike and you'll be just fine. On that trip, we met and bonded with new faces which I hope soon will become friends because they're nice to be with which made the hike bearable. Being the beach person that I am which is very OBVIOUS on this blogosphere, exploring the mountains and the countryside was very refreshing to see and I kinda wanted to make that commitment to at least do this at least once a year. Let's see!

(No Light Pollution? Here's the Milky Way captured in the default iPhone camera app.)

Overall, the Mountain Province trip including late-night walks in Baguio, wandering to places and cafés and bar hopping walking side to side because we’re drunk AF, and then Mount Pulag was something I'm so grateful for that I get to check them out this year. There were "unplanned" and "down" moments on that trip, sure, but I guess that's just normal, especially since I'm with the person I wanted to get to know more, and J, if you're reading this, thank you. I feel like all the things that happened on that trip have a reason and I just wanna say thank you for being…you. I will not be surprised if one day that rough idea of a psycho-thriller slasher movie we kind of created while sitting on a bus will soon come to life. Write that fucking screenplay. PLEASE.

So that's my not-so-quick life update that no one asked about. I think I mentioned before in this space that the more I have something "major" going on with my life whether professional or personal, I am less inclined to talk about it versus in my heyday, loud, teenage years and I think that's what really living is all about. Touch some grass they say, and literally, I did that in the mountains of Mount Pulag, and those memories which I hope I could bottle, and that seeing something so beautiful is enough to remind me that everything's gonna be alright.

Siri, play Gravity by Sara Bareilles, JOSHY

(Mountain Province, July 2024)

[2hoothoots]

you mentioned phoebe, now you have to dish on phoebe!! what's she doing?? what's she like as raz's roomie??

phoebe!! she's a cool kid!

i think out of all of the campers, Phoebe seems the most set on becoming a Psychonaut. she's just as passionate about it as Raz himself, and i think when they move in together she's been working a couple months as a new agent. she'd been sharing an apartment with Quentin, but after taking a year or so to think about his options he decides the Psychonauts aren't for him and goes to study music at college. so they're both young adults who have just started out on what they always thought would be their dream job... and figuring out what that actually looks like, in practice.

i think Raz and Phoebe make really good foils, because in so many ways they're so similar! they're both very passionate and dedicated people, they're both longtime performers (Raz with his acrobatics, Phoebe with her music), and obviously they both really care about the work they're doing with the Psychonauts. and that makes it a lot of fun to highlight their differences, too!

for Phoebe, her music is about expressing herself, about taking her feelings and letting them out through performance. she doesn't make art for anyone except herself. but Raz can't get over the fact that whenever he performs, it's for a crowd, and he needs people to enjoy it - because growing up, if people didn't come to their shows, they didn't eat*. he can never really get over the idea that his art has to be for someone, that it has to be good to be worthwhile.

i think they both have very strong opinions on their work, too! Raz's specialty is psychotherapy, projecting himself into peoples' minds. i see Phoebe as much more into the talking therapy side of things! they have long arguments about appropriate boundaries with patients, and hands-on vs hands-off techniques, and about how this study showed sixty percent improvement in the first session with this technique (but that study cites that the long-term benefits are less in comparison, so actually-)

in my head, there's a bit of a teething period for the first week or so when Raz moves in, and after that they just click. sometimes too-similar personalities can be like oil and water, but i think they're on a mutually compatible wavelength. they're diving into deep conversations at 1am, because they each see enough of themselves in the other person (and are both unrepentant armchair psychoanalysts) to get into the really revealing stuff. they write and record a concept album together about having a tense relationship with your family growing up, Phoebe on drums and Raz on acoustic guitar and both of them sharing the vocals. it sucks! but it's cathartic for them both! Phoebe's still got a copy of it on cassette somewhere in the back of her collection

(* the Aquato family are poor, but in my head they were never seriously at risk of going hungry. however Donatella definitely catastrophised enough times about a show going wrong and the whole family having to eat watered-down gruel for the next month that it stuck in little Raz's mind, hahaha)

[archangeldyke-all]

ima sorry bm so drunk rn byt cannyou write smutty for coweboy sebika

hahaha of course, but only if you drink some water!!! one glass for every drink you've had please :)

men and minors dni

what was meant to be a family hunting trip quickly devolved into a 'the girls play in the river all day while you and sevika hunt' trip.

you're not really upset. you and sevika are enjoying the time alone in the wilderness, and you gave the girls a flare gun to shoot if they get into trouble.

neither of 'em need any hunting lessons anyways. they both love coming home with rabbits and squirrels over their shoulders-- you had to put a ban on any animals bigger than the average house cat when ten year old powder dragged home a forty pound doe. the four of you were up all night chopping up the deer and distributing the meat to your patrons and neighbors.

plus... you'll never complain about a little alone time with your wife.

she doesn't seem to be too upset about the girls bailing either, if the way she's smirking at you is any indication.

you're trying to ignore her, trying to focus on the fox at the end of your barrel-- but she's not making it easy.

you take a slow breath, steady your hands, and shoot-- only for the fox to dart away at the last second.

sevika chuckles. you curse.

"quit fuckin' doin' that!" you whine. she chuckles.

"doin' what, darlin'?"

"undressin' me with your eyes while i'm tryna get us a good pelt!"

she giggles, taking the gun out of your hand and wrapping her arms around your waist. "'s my duty as your wife to lust after you at all times." she says. you roll your eyes, trying to bite back your smile. "you look hot with a gun in your hands, all that focus in your eye."

"you're lucky you're rich, sev." you laugh. she raises an eyebrow at you.

"why's that?" she asks.

"we're supposed to be stockin' up for winter. so far all we got was that fish we shared last night." you say, chuckling. sevika giggles then shrugs again.

"you know the girl's probably got a whole pile of game waiting back at camp." she says. you laugh, she's probably right.

her hands are trailing slowly down your sides, the mischievous sparkle in her eye growing the closer she gets to groping your ass.

"and just what do you think you're doin'?"

"undressin' you with my hands this time, since you threw a fit when i was doin' it in my head?" she tries. you laugh, and she untucks your shirt. "well?" she asks, waiting for your permission before she gets you naked. you smile at her.

"gimmie a kiss." you demand. she grins, pressing a sweet, chaste peck against your lips. you hum. "just... make it quick. i really do wanna stock up the cellar before the first frost--"

she cuts you off with her lips on yours, and you lose your train of thought, melting into her arms and wrapping your hands around her neck.

she tastes like campfire and sweat and the handful of berries you'd foraged in the morning. she's intoxicating. her strong arms strip you fast-- not bothering to get you naked, just shoving your pants and underwear down, shoving your shirt up under your armpits.

"turn 'round." she grunts. you shiver at the commanding tone in her voice, and pull her down by her collar for one more kiss before following her instructions. she smacks your ass when you present it to her, chuckling when you jump. "fuck. wanna fuck you." she grunts. you chuckle.

"don't think we packed the equipment baby."

"don't care." it's all the warning you get before she claws your bare hips and starts grinding her clothed cunt against your ass. you gasp. "fuck." she grunts.

you bend a bit at the waist, both of you groaning at the friction the new angle gives you. one of sevika's hands trail up from your hips to fondle your tits. "feels good." you whimper.

sevika growls. "yeah?"

"yeah."

she starts thrusting against you, each one a little more aggressive than the last. each time your hips meet, you both let out little sighs.

"you're stainin' my pants, baby." she murmurs. you shiver again. "fuckin' love your cunt, honey. so pretty. so wet for me, huh? don' even gotta touch you, 'n i still got you makin' a mess." she smacks your ass again and you fall farther forward. she chuckles. "hold onto that tree, doll." she encourages.

you reach out and steady yourself, bent at a ninety degree angle now, your cunt on full display for her. for a few seconds, she just examines you, spreading your ass and marveling at the way your cunt clenches around nothing. you whine, pushing against her grip on you, and she snorts.

she lines her hips back against yours, and just when you think she's gonna start fucking you again, she hooks two of her thick fingers inside of you.

"sevika!" you squeal. she chuckles, then starts thrusting her hips in time with her fingers. "oh, fuck baby!"

"better?"

"yes, fuck, y' fuck me so good sev."

"yeah?" she moans. you nod, gasping as she hammers into you. "y' gonna cum?"

you can't answer, your face is pressed against the bark of the tree and you're too wrapped up in the pleasure between your thighs to think. sevika doesn't seem to care, though.

"love this fuckin' cunt, honey. 's always on my mind. 's fuckin soft--" she punctuates it with a hook of her fingers, pressing on your g-spot, "n' warm--" another press, "n' wet--" you let out a high pitched mewl, and sevika gets one more word out before you cum, "n tight--"

"sevika!" you wail. a few birds go flying, startled.

"oh fuck baby, there you go." she laughs as you start to cum and squirt around her fingers. she doesn't stop her thrusting, doesn't stop her assault on your g-spot, she fucks you until the pants gathered around your knees are soaked your thighs are trembling. you can feel your cum soaking into your socks when she finally pulls out, and you nearly collapse. "woah, doll." she laughs, wrapping her arms around your waist before you topple over. she helps you turn around in her arms, grinning at you when your eyes meet.

"f-fuck off." you sigh. sevika chuckles.

"i didn't even say anything!"

"i know that look in your eye."

"i was just gonna suggest i get you a clean pair of pants--"

"shut up!" you squeak. she laughs again, kissing your forehead as you bury your face against her shoulder in embarrassment.

"so hot when you do that." she grunts. you gently bite her shoulder and she chuckles. "c'mon. lets get you in dry pants, 'm serious. we're gonna have to walk a few more miles if we wanna find somethin'-- you scared everything within a two mile radius off when you came." she teases again. you groan, then sneak your hand up under your wife's shirt to pinch her nipple. she gasps. "ouch!"

"can't stand you."

"no, you can't. i make you way too weak in the knees." she says. you burst into laughter, then pinch her nipple again.

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[avonne-writes]

ma’am what is this sex robot thing….. it seems I have missed something 👀

Hahaha I mentioned it here 😄 16-year-old HS Bucky has a fantasy where he's a sex android that Gale purchases. I wrote a drabble about this for you (explicit!):

Edit: posted on AO3 too

"Our new model." A faceless man in generic cyberpunk clothes gestures at Bucky’s naked body. "A significant upgrade from the last one."

Out of the shadows, a figure steps forward. He's lean and graceful, and his plump lips look glossy in the lights of the android store. There’s a smile playing about his mouth. His shoulder-length blond locks are a spun gold so pure that no synthetic android hair could ever replicate it. The collar of his sleek black coat is turned up around a silk scarf, and neon blue shades hide his eyes. It’s hard to see whether he’s pleased with his order or not.

Still, from the tilt of his head, Bucky can tell that he’s looking at him, assessing whether he’s worth his price. Up from his toes, over his calves, the strong muscles of his thighs, to his cock, long and hard between his spread legs, pressed to a toned stomach even Ronaldo would admire. When the stranger's gaze reaches that point, he steps into Bucky’s space, smirks, then reaches out to run his gloved fingers up along Bucky's cock, where he swipes his thumb over the head. -

"Fuck." Bucky moans under his breath as his muscles tense to thrust forward.

For a moment, he freezes. Shit! He didn’t mean to make a sound. Did his mom hear? He listens intently, but there’s nothing but the lazy stream of water from the shower and the beats of his frantically pounding heart. Sighing in relief, Bucky puts his left hand back on the shower tiles and starts moving his right fist over his hard cock again. Letting his wet curls fall over his forehead, he bows his head and watches the circle of his fingers move up and down in rhythm with his pleasure until it gets too good to keep his eyes open. -

This time, he’s standing naked in an all-beige living room where unrecognizable robotic gadgets buzz on the walls. His owner sits on a beige couch with his legs spread and his sunglasses off. The black coat still drapes over his back. His hand, bare now, pulls Bucky's cock away from his stomach to guide the tip of it to those shiny, slick pink lips of his.

"You should say my name more often." Gale says mischievously. His tongue darts out to flick against the drooling head of Bucky's cock. Again and again, from different angles until he finds the best one.

"I’m here to serve you." Android Bucky replies, his artificial voice strained with sensory overload as Gale deep throats him like it’s the easiest thing in the world. When he pulls off, it’s like a vice milking Bucky of everything he’s worth.

"Mmm, but you're serving me." Gale replies in a sultry voice, deep and satisfied. "You’re so good for me, Bucky." -

Panting, Bucky blinks and squeezes the root of his cock to keep himself from coming where he stands under the hot shower. He knows that edging is supposed to make coming even better, but whenever he gets himself to the brink, he can't hold himself back for more than five minutes. He just can’t. One thought of Gale on top of him and he loses it. He doesn’t even need his imagination, just the memory of the three blowjobs Gale has given him so far is enough. A flickering recollection of pink lips around his cock, blue eyes -

- looking up at him like they want him to lose control, to thrust up and take what he aches for, and his thighs clench to thrust as he gives in and tries to fuck Gale's mouth. But suddenly, Gale's hands are on his hips holding him down, and Gale’s pulling off him with a wet little sound that -

- echoes in the shower stall. Bucky's going to run away if his mom hears him now but he’s barely able to hold back. He chokes back his moans and presses his forehead to his left to stabilize himself. His hand speeds up on his throbbing cock, pulling the pleasure out roughly -

- as though Gale owns him, like he wants Bucky tied to him through this too. A bed creaks under Bucky's weight, his bed, but he’s still a sex robot for Gale's pleasure, he’s just there to make Gale feel good, and Gale wants to feel good by making Bucky come until he can’t anymore. This is Bucky's main use, satisfying him, being good for him.

"That's it." Gale smiles at him, blue eyes fixed on Bucky’s as he draws him closer to bliss. "You're gonna sit there and take it. My Bucky." -

"Yes." Bucky whispers as the heat rises in his chest and -

- Gale throws his head back and moans, his lips parted around his pleasure and his eyes half-lidded when he looks at Bucky again.

"Oh Bucky, you’re so good. You're the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen." He rides Bucky's cock with abandon. They've never done this before but moving inside Gale's body is instinctive, it’s what Bucky was made for. It’s both of their first times but there’s nothing awkward about it, just steady rapture because Bucky's cock finds Gale's sweet spot every single time.

And when Gale cries out and tightens around him -

- Bucky comes all over his own fist and the tiles in thick ropes. He comes so long that he thinks he might lose his balance. Stars dance behind his closed eyes.

God...

It's so good.

It feels like it lasts forever. It might have been an entire minute this time. Bucky's gonna measure it one day.

Huffing through his nose to keep his noises inside, he slowly opens his eyes again and looks around. Gradually, the bliss fades. Nothing changed. He’s still in the shower, and no one walked in on him. His mom doesn’t seem to have heard. She's probably downstairs still, making food for when Gale’s coming over later today. It’s all good, thank God.

Bucky needed these precious few minutes of self-care if he's to get through the night sharing a bed with Gale and not being allowed to touch him under his pyjamas. It’s been getting harder to do that since they started fooling around.

Harder, ha.

He snorts to himself and cleans up the mess he’s made, finishing up in a few seconds then stepping out of the stall. Since he forgot to bring himself any clothes but the pyjamas he came in wearing, he just wraps a towel around his hips and walks back to his room with the pjs thrown over his shoulder.

What he doesn’t expect is that when he walks through the door, instead of an empty room, he finds his boyfriend lying fully clothed on his back in Bucky's bed and looking like the meal a Marvel supervillain would taunt the starving hero with. Bucky takes one look at him and feels all his muscles tense upon realizing just how naked he is in front of him.

"Hi." Gale smiles sweetly.

Bucky feels like a pervert.

"Hi Buck." He might be embarrassed, but he tries to channel his inner android for confidence. Soon enough, when they're both ready, Gale's going to see and touch him completely naked anyway. "You okay?"

"Yeah. I was just bored so I came over early." Gale stretches, gives Bucky a once-over, then blushes and averts his eyes. "Did you just take a shower at 3 pm?"

Bucky hides his cringing face by turning to look for clothes in his closet. "I was sweaty."

That makes Gale laugh. Quickly, before he loses his confidence, Bucky drops his towel and throws clean clothes on. The whole thing lasts less than ten seconds, but he’s still nervous when he turns back around to look at Gale’s face. He knows his body doesn’t exactly look like Ronaldo's - yet - but Gale’s hair isn’t made of actual gold either. It should be fine.

And it is, because when his gaze lands on Gale again, he realizes that Gale has closed his eyes. There’s a pink flush on his cheeks, but otherwise, he seems calm and comfortable as Bucky skips over to him and throws himself into a hug so enthusiastic that the bed creaks.

"Bucky." Gale giggles, drawing out the last syllable, but he doesn’t make any attempts to get out of the whirlwind embrace.

Bucky cups his warm cheeks and kisses him. "Wanna play something?"

"Yes." Beaming, Gale steals a kiss in return. "Cyberpunk 2077?"

[workingbynyx]

Words I Held Back — Gojo Satoru x GN!Reader

× :: summary — satoru is gone and sukuna remains victorious while you had to stay on the sidelines, however, a note managed to find its way into your pocket– what could it be?

× :: pairing — gojo satoru x gn!reader

× :: genre — angst, oneshot

× :: warning (s) — some ooc and oos instances!

× :: a/n — aaaand we're back in the game after months of disappearing 😎 hey folks! i'm gonna have to start yall off with a recent hyperfixation of mine (aka jjk) about our glorious blue eyed king 🙏🏻 this is my first time writing some angst and about anime, so apologies in advance! i'm also sorry if this was pretty short :<

now that satoru was gone, you felt as if a big part of your soul was gone too. it didn't feel real, it didn't feel possible but sukuna managed to do the impossible. you were angry at yourself, you should've been there with him— everyone should've been. you were in complete shock, you wanted to blame yourself but there was no time to even mourn the loss of satoru gojo, you had to help shoko with other injured people that needed your assistance.

tears wouldn't stop falling down your cheeks, they all fell on their own thinking about him alone. you worked on patching up sorcerers although they couldn't help but notice how stained with tears your face was while you cleaned their wounds in a blank expression. you never bothered to wipe them on your own since new patients are coming in every second, you had to put them first before yourself.

eventually, you stood up to get yourself a nice cup of tea to calm your nerves. however, you felt a piece of paper in the depths of your pocket when you placed your hands in them. you carefully fished it out and noticed a something written in them. you gasped under your breath when you realized who it's from...

"y/n, it's satoru.

if you're seeing this then that probably means i'm in shinjuku right now~ i wrote this letter for you to read since i know how anxious you get in serious missions that involved special grades. i also wanted to write this letter because, well, i've been meaning to tell you something for a while now actually. these are the words i held back, y/n. i never had the guts to tell you in person so this is probably the only reasonable way of letting you know. you've always been the source of my motivation to keep going, you kept my world spinning even if it was slowly caving in towards me. you made me realize how much my worth is as a person... as my self, and i'd like to thank you for that.

right now, i'm fighting in that city for everyone. i wouldn't be able to forgive myself if i died on that field and leave you like that without any further explanation, i'm really sorry. but at least i died knowing i've fought and gave my all for the person i love earnestly. i remember when we were still first years and you've only then discovered your true cursed technique with me, you were so happy. i fell in love with you right there and then. i didn't think it would be possible for somebody like me to develop these feelings for you, i didn't want to admit it because i know i wasn't strong enough yet to protect you. i thought i needed to prove myself first to be worth of your love, but i realized that i already was even if i didn't. that was foolish of me, wasn't it? hahaha

i guess i was also scared, most of the people i loved are always harmed or endangered, so all i really wanted was to keep you safe in this cruel world, free from danger like me. love is the most twisted curse of them all, but here i am completely bewitched by you. whatever our fate may be, i only wish for your happiness to be found— even if it's not with me. you probably already know what i'm about to tell you but you always forget (dumbass !) sleep on time, eat on time and remember that you're the strongest.. second after me though of course :P

let's talk when i get back!

— g. s. "

you completely broke down by the end, sinking onto the floor on your knees as tears slowly stained the paper. your heart shattered into pieces like glass when everything finally caught up to you, why must the world be so cruel? nanami, haibara, suguru, and now satoru. one by one, everyone is being taken from you without any reason why other than beastly curses being bloodthirsty for murder and power. satoru deserved to live longer away from constant danger, he deserved the happiness that was ripped from him a long time ago.

the both of you could've lived a wonderful life together, but all of that was gone in a flash.

"satoru... i didn't k-know... i'm really sorry" you muttered under your breath, your nails digging into the skin of your thigh. your hands then came up towards your face in attempt to muffle your sobbing. shaking hands, silent cries and heavy tears falling, the folded letter abandoned in front of you as guilt slowly consumed you inside.

from that day on, gojo satoru was dead.

[armored-angel4798]

2023

Steve knew, the moment he saw Eddie’s first message that he wasn’t going to like what they had to say.

EdM0112: Are you busy?

KingSteve: no, why?

EdM0112: I have some silly little news to give you. It’s nothing bad!

KingSteve: what is it? Wait, let me guess, YOU’RE PREGNANT!

EdM0112: hahaha, no, nothing like that.

KingSteve: so what?

EdM0112: I am engaged!

KingSteve: oh, really? That’s Great!!!

It was, in fact, not great. Steve felt like he couldn’t breathe. His chest felt so, unbelievably heavy and tears started pouring, unbidden, down his cheeks. Robin. He needed Robin, she would know how to help him. She helped him the last time his pesky feelings came out of the hole he had buried them in.

See, Eddie and Steve had never been good together. Steve was well aware of this fact, thanks to endless hours of talking to Robin. They were teenagers when they first got together, and neither of them had any clue how a relationship should work. Eddie was figuring themself out and they weren’t comfortable with Steve’s easy affection or deep wells of devotion and love. Steve had been too much. He had loved much too hard and much too fast and it ran Eddie away. They had never been good at the communication side of the relationship either. They were never on the same page or even in the same book most of the time. Yet, none of this had stoped Steve from giving his heart to Eddie. None of this made him think for even a millisecond that they couldn’t figure it out, that they couldn’t be together, that they wouldn’t be together forever.

Steve had always thought that he would be the one putting a ring on Eddie’s finger. Until Eddie handed his heart back to him in a million tiny pieces.

2019

“Eddie, please. I love you, Eddie.”

“Steve, we aren’t good for each other, can’t you see that? We haven’t done anything other than hurt one another this whole past year of dating.”

“You don’t have to do this Eddie! I can be better, I can be whatever you need me to be, just please don’t leave me.”

“Steve, the fact that you don’t see how fucked up that is only solidifies that this isn’t good for either of us.”

Steve was sobbing. He was sobbing and Eddie was mad at him. He just needed to know what he was doing wrong. He could fix it. He had to fix it. If Eddie left it would just prove what his parents had always shown him. He is unloveable. He is never good enough. Never strong enough. Never caring enough. Never enough. He just wanted to be enough.

“Steve, this has to be over. For both of us.” Eddie sounded so exasperated. So tired.

Steve nodded, still sobbing.

“I’m… I’m sorry that I couldn’t make you happy, Eddie. I’m sorry. Please, I love you.”

“And I’m sure I will always love you, but I’m leaving. I have to go. I can’t be myself here, Steve.” Eddie was whispering now, running their cool hand down Steve’s cheek. Steve watched Eddie’s tears roll down their own cheeks as they wiped his away. “I’ll still be just a phone call away, but I have to move on.”

Steve grabbed Eddie’s wrist and nodded. Giving up hurt worse than anything but he couldn’t keep causing Eddie pain. He couldn’t keep them here if they would be unhappy and anything other than wholly themself. Eddie moved across the country that day and never looked back.

2023

Steve isn’t really sure when he called Robin, but he apparently did because she was here. She was picking him up off of the floor that he had sank to, his phone still on the couch cushion behind him.

“Hey, hey, Steve” she patted his cheeks and he blinked. “There you are. What happened Stevie? You called but never said a word so I came to check on you. You don’t look good. Why are you crying?”

Steve brought his own hand up to his cheek, it came back wet.

“Eddie is getting married.”

“Woah, okay. I didn’t even know they were dating anybody.”

“Me either” Steve whispered.

“And how are you handling this information?” Steve gave her a glare that he’s sure lost some of its sterns by his no doubt puffy eyes. “Yeah, so not great.” Steve snorted. “Do ya want to talk about it.”

“I thought I was done with this. I thought I had moved past it. Why? Why did I break the moment they told me that they were engaged.”

“I’ve gotta be honest here, Steve, the situation you put yourself in wasn’t the best. You knew Eddie was moving on. They told you they were. You never really let them go. You stayed close and kept your own hopes up. This just crushed them.”

Steve flopped his head over on her shoulder.

“Why cant you be my therapist, again?”

“Conflict of interest, babe. I would be too clouded by my love for you to give you the advice you need.”

“It’s never stopped you before.” Robin chuckled and ruffled his hair. “I don’t think I ever actually let myself work through my heartbreak. I just kind of shoved it down far enough that it wasn’t a problem to keep talking to Eddie as if they’d never broken my heart. I still wanted them to be my best friend. Eddie knows me better than almost anyone, besides you, and it felt harder to lose that than to bury my feelings.”

“Yeah, you’ve buried more than you would ever let anyone you love even think of going through. Don’t you think you’ve held on to enough? Just let it go, Steve. It’ll be okay. I’ll be here.”

“You won’t leave me too?” Steve’s voice sounded so so small, even to himself.

“Never.”

And Steve broke.

[tobiasdrake]

Dragon Ball Daima, episode 5. Time to meet the new girl for realsies.

For like forty years.

Goku's leaving out information that's extremely relevant to the new girl's question. The reason he has the skills of a middle-aged martial arts master is because that is literally what he is.

We're still going to the castle? I thought we turned around to go chase the Dragon Ball instead. Maybe I misunderstood.

Gloom n' Doom was trying to leave her behind but we all know who the real star is, and he accepts bribes in exchange for friendship.

He also accepts friendship without bribes. He's just nice. But he's not gonna turn down some onigiri if you're offering.

We have a name! Between Glorio and Panzy, it seems the denizens of Daimakai have flowers for their name pun theme.

(Goku, you named your son after rice. You have no room to talk.)

Not sure if the exchange over whose name is weirder is meant to be a parallel to Goku's first meeting with Bulma. Very rarely do the punny names get called out as funny in-universe.

They're going the "Everyone has their own unique superpower" route for the Majin, I see. And Panzy's is....

Telekinesis.

We've seen telekinesis a few times. Chiaotzu and Guldo are the most prolific telekinetic characters. But they're also...

Like. They both kinda fall into the category of "Characters who got exactly one fight and then fucked off or died." We've never had a character who was important to the plot and had abilities centered around psychic powers.

I hope that's about to change but Dragon Ball is notoriously terrible with its female characters so I'm not taking anything for granted.

Panzy is completely ruining Glorio's vibe as our solemn guide to the demonic lands and he can die mad about it. XD

Weird thing to have a character say before cutting to a montage of everyone pleasantly sightseeing with no trouble whatsoever while happy fun-time music plays in the background.

The front gate is HUNGRY OM NOM NOM NOM

Is....

...is the plan to raise Baby Dende like an ordinary child over the course of many years so that he imprints on Gomah and comes to see this castle and its occupants as his home and family?

Is that what we're doing here?

(Wouldn't he still have his memories? Goku and the others do.)

Oh, she is definitely like the king's daughter or something. There's a reason she happens to know the most convenient way to and from the castle. Glorio needs to learn how to read a room.

You know, I really thought they were gonna tease that out a bit longer.

She's got her own distinct style to her but she's definitely a bootleg copy of Bulma. Child genius female super-mechanic who attaches herself to Goku after seeing how powerful he is and happens to be the daughter of the most rich and powerful family in the region. There's visibly a lot of Bulma in her character DNA.

Even her logo on the front of her shirt often looks like a C because of the stuff covering it.

Which is kinda making me start to wonder if Glorio is a bootleg copy of Future Trunks. Grim and serious demeanor, showing up out of nowhere in a magical fantasy vehicle, leaning on a weapon but also being able to fight without it, that jacket... Huh.

HAHAHA NO

Goku, sure, but Kaioshin is one whole Fuck No in the realm of fighting Majin Buu. It is thoroughly established that he'd be up shit creek without a paddle in a straight fight with Buu.

...

In fact, so is Goku. The only form of Buu that Goku has ever been a match for is Fat Buu. And that is strictly hypothetical, based on Goku's impression of Buu versus how strong Super Saiyan 3 is supposed to be..

Strictly hypothetically, his Super Saiyan 3 could waste Pure Buu too. We all saw how well that worked out.

"Wait but wasn't Goku holding back so Vegeta could have a turn?"

Common misconception but no. Vegeta accuses Goku of that, but Goku was sincerely giving Buu his all and getting wrecked. Super Saiyan 3 is the only form Goku has that can match Buu on paper, but Super Saiyan 3's drawbacks prevent it from being able to match Buu in practice.

So. Uh. No. There is not a single person in this room that can cash the check that Glorio's stupid mouth has written. Not counting sequel series that haven't taken place yet at this point in the timeline, the only time Goku has ever been on Buu's level was when he had Vegeta to fuse with.

Seems legit. I like the cut of his jib. We should definitely make him king.

He commodifies women as bargaining chips to be bought and sold by their fathers. I don't like the cut of his job. We should not make him king.

Goku proving himself by fighting all the royal guards at once is a fun fight, well animated, and nicely paced. But I particularly enjoyed this moment.

Goku transforming to Super Saiyan not to actually go Super Saiyan but just to use the burst of ki that comes from it as a radial attack to blow the goons away. Weaponizing the power-up itself.

Some real "Shazam hits his opponent with the transformation lightning bolt" energy going on here.

...

I legit thought this guy was going to, like, reveal some sort of power that lets him teleport directly to Earth and then bring back Vegeta, Bulma, and Piccolo in a snap.

I'm looking forward to having Panzy on the team. Especially when Bulma gets here. I can't wait for Bulma to meet Discount Bulma.

[sabi0229]

Darius analysis of season 2

So in someone's review for the new season they mentioned that Darius wasn't really active as a character which I sort of agree on and they also said that he's trying to be social which actually got me sort of thinking. In season 1 of chaos theory it started with Darius and it was mostly focused on him grieving about Brooklyn so for season 2 I think they just wanted to move and show into more depth of the other characters and how they are dealing with their emotions with all this chaos happening.

So with Darius in season 1 he was isolated for a very long time I think because Brooklyn's death is probably like months months ago maybe it was like giving a year who knows I don't know the exact time length but given darius's encounter with the bend in episode 1 gave me the idea that he was alone for a while isolated just complete isolated even with the call with his brother it made sense to me that he talked to no one for months so he was away from society not very social and then he had to go on a car ride with Ben and they went all over and started to interact so I think in season 2 with zanya don't know if I'm spelling her name right probably not.

He tries to talk with her more even though he's awkward he is trying I think he is his little social butterfly self again it's very similar to season 1 of camp Cretaceous where he was basically locked up in his room ever since his dad died which was probably also months ago or maybe almost a year soon and his brother mentions that he never leaves his room exactly how he said he never leaves his cabin and he wasn't social and he was very awkward in the first few episodes meaning he was going back to society and trying to be social again so I think this is just another reset for Darius trying to become more social again and becoming more social means just saying anything that comes to his mind which is why I think he started blabbering about dinosaur facts again I'm not complaining I was so happy that he started talking about dinosaur facts again

because I remember on one post I said I really hope he did the dinosaur facts again I predicted it hahaha so happy that he actually started talking about dinosaur facts again. it did kind of annoy me though that Zanya sort of ruined some moments about it but I get it because she's actually also living with dinosaurs and her dad's kind of a little nerd too but when she mentioned about showing off I really don't think that was Darius showing off what he knows I think that was just him being his little social awkward self not knowing what to say and that's what he just says cuz that's what he knows best to start a conversation.

I think the whole experience in this season for him was not making sense to him in some sort of way his eyes kept giving the emotion of unsettling like he just didn't know what was going on it reminded me of season 5 of camp Cretaceous where can Kenji betrayed him and he didn't know what to do and he just shut down this is what it is really reminding me about especially in episode 8 or 9 where he found out about Ben knowing Brooklyn is alive. He just stood there and it really reminded me of when the group was fighting over Kenji who's really at fault was it his dad or him and he just stood there not giving crap but in reality in his mind he is going through all of this stuff but doesn't show it because in his mind he's also telling himself that he has to stay strong and if he breaks down then he knows he cannot help the others if he is weak

Along with the fact when he found out that Brooklyn was alive I also think that in his mind he was possibly thinking he was going crazy because after they got out of the create he started to believe that it was someone looking like her meaning he probably thought he was hallucinating from the adrenaline because it is possible sometimes too hallucinate from adrenaline and reminder he just got chased by the amazing eyeless baryonyx which I think should have more screen time so he is still pumped full of adrenaline and he probably is thinking this is the broker and a girl that looks exactly like Brooklyn and I probably going crazy yes. But later he finds out that she is not a random person that its actually Brooklyn not someone that looks like her so he's like okay I'm not crazy but I'm not okay

I also think that it's really great how they put kenjis and Darius brother relationship back it felt so good to see them being Brothers again that there was just no hatred and they are actually experiencing the most pain probably out of everyone sort of everyone is going through their own thing but I think like Brooklyn's death affected them the most in my opinion of course because they both loved Brooklyn and they both really didn't know what to do I mean they both isolated themselves they literally live in the middle of nowhere have you noticed that

So with the ending they are probably going to be talking about this a lot they are going to be processing a lot and they are going to show different ways of expressing their emotions.

Kenji is the brother that has visible emotions he shows his anger, and when he's upset he lashes out. He shows his emotions well not all emotions for example when he was sad about his father's death he tried to cover it up but I meant more as of it in anger way that he shows his emotions but for Darius he doesn't really show his emotions so one will be suppressing them like he usually does and the other will be just lashing out so for season 3 I think we're just going to possibly get a lot of Kenji outbreaks and Darius just dissociating overthinking everything that is my opinion and my prediction for season 3.

I also want to see more interaction with Darius and yazz because she went immediately to him when she knows something was wrong with Kenji I mean she's a psychology major so she will notice things wrong with people so in season 3 she's probably going to notice how Darius and Kenji were more affected and she will probably try to talk to them. Darius is easy to open up to some people I really think that there's a possibility that he is just going to straight up lie about his feelings and season 3 like I just have like this gut feeling that he's going to be like I'm fine and has a completely different expression on his face

Okay I sort of got sidetracked here but I am going to do the rest of the Nublar 6 analysis reviews

Also when did I become a therapist just analyzing everything I think that's a bit too extreme of me but I just really like to analyze characters and just give out my opinion

so there will be more characters and if there is something you want me to analyze and just talk about and by talk I mean rant I will totally do that because I absolutely love analyzing stuff and ranting about it I absolutely love it

[chainedupgirlsblog]

✎ Commentary of Ep 7 ~ The Loyal Pin (Thai GL-2024) - Part 2

In life I only aspire to be as forward and well-spoken as Pin. Such a classy lady! Very demure, very lady like of her to reject this man for the nth time being this polite and calm! (Could never be me!) I love her so much, it was so nice to hear and read this, and to witness! You tell him queen!

Anil might be a princess but she bag herself a ✨queen 💅🏼✨

Let’s continue with this episode!

THE AUDACITY OF THIS MAN???

Pin was flabbergasted, gagged, confused is an understatement. And so was I.

Exactly! I made that exact same face Prik! The audacity of this man!

No. She will never love you. Leave 👏🏼 her 👏🏼 alone 👏🏼 Don’t even get me started on the starting a family part. Move! Remove yourself from my sight as well!

“Please kindly remove yourself from my sight and never return”

GODDAMN!! That’s the most polite go fuck yourself I’ve ever seen. That must’ve hurt. Serves him right tho! When is he gonna learn???

Wish I could say he finally understood, but from spoilers of furthers episodes and the trailer itself I guess the fuck not. The man is insufferable!

Not Pin complaining to Anil’s most loyal supporter and calling Anil, Prik’s Princess when she’s mad at her little girlfriend for not writing her more letters hahaha

And Prik getting right back at her with that comment of haven’t she won both your heart and your… and Pin panicking right there and then ahaha please they’re so funny.

As a side note I must add Freen’s deep voice (when Pin snap at Prik) still hunts me at nights 🥴

THE LETTERS!!!

I might die alone and single after this! Cuz what do you mean this level of romance doesn’t exist anymore???? The softness, the yearning, the handwritten poetry???

Why is it always “I like you. You’re good” and never “Please accept the caresses of my lips on your left cheek, right cheek and your forehead” Why????

How am I supposed to settle down for less than this Emily Dickinson level of poetry??? 😭😭😭

She’s fighting destiny, deadass throwing fits at morpheus for not allowing her dream about her amorcito. My little Princess is so cute 😭😭

A year has passed already! We’re moving fast!

THE GIFTS!! Love all the precious gift they gave each other, they were so meaningful! You could see they absolutely love them.

We know how much Pin loves collecting small little souvenirs from her princess so I can only imagine how much she appreciates the gifts Anil so thoughtfully gave her. She had them made! The Princess is not joke!

“All I want is for you to return to my arms” Nevermind! She doesn’t want gift she just wants her girl back in her arms!!! 😭😭😭

We have one more year to go, be strong sweeties. We can do it!

Oh, she goes to her room every day. Every. Single. Day! Oh to be loved like that!

Such a beautiful scene, them laying down in the bed facing each other as the intertwine their fingers. It’s all in Pin’s head but it’s just so lovely!

And then that little hugging scene where Anil imagine Pin warming her up with the scarf she made herself for her. Ahhh it’s all just pure love and romance! Love it so much 🫶🏻

Then we have another sequence where Pin tells Anil about her new job as a translator and isn’t it amazing how much they’ve grown?!

We also have another small time jump and we see Pin complaining to Prik again about the lack of letters from Anil. Prik tries to reassure her it’s probably because the princess is too busy finishing school and she’s not far off the truth.

Pin goes on which I guess is her daily walk visit to the Pine Palace and she misses her princess so bad she starts hallucinating her there. (Pin, sweetie 🥺)

But guess what? Pin hallucinated so strong that she actually brought Anil back!

The Princess is right there behind her and I can’t wait to see Pin lose her lady like marbles! Hahaha

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Another great episode. I love this show so much <3 I’m still catching up (sadly not fast enough) But I’ve watched till ep8, so that commentary should be posted soon. Here’s Part 1

[prince-liest]

Hey, I want to start by saying that I love everything about your writing so much!

I just read your Fanfic Author Ask Meme reply where you said you gave yourself mild tendinitis in Feb. If you’ll permit me, I’d like to gently shake you by the shoulders and say: Please take care of yourself!

As someone who drew so much for their degree that they gave themselves carpal tunnel (which then developed into chronic pain that’s 5 years strong and counting) I totally get the enthusiasm to create. I hope it was enthusiasm that caused it and not any pressure you may feel by our enthusiasm for your work.

Either way, I just wanted to say that I bet everyone would be cool with you taking your time with writing if it meant that you weren’t hurting yourself. I love reading your work, but I’d hate for you to injure yourself and get to the point where you still have the enthusiasm but aren’t able to act on it. Enthusiasm is great and beautiful but sometimes one needs to be reminded that slowing down isn’t necessarily a bad thing when it comes to creating, if that makes sense? I’m not too sure if I’m accurately conveying my thoughts or feelings on the matter. I guess I just wanted to make sure you’re taking care of yourself.

I’m gonna stop lecturing you now, just let me climb down off my soap box and take a few deep breaths. Sorry for shaking you; hearing about creative injuries just flips a switch in my brain 😅

Aw, haha, I really appreciate your concern! And I'm very sorry that that happened to you as well. Let me assuage at least this particular instance a little bit!

This isn't a totally new tendonitis for me: the usual main exacerbating factor is not actually keyboard typing but being on my phone way too much, and when it comes around, I switch to using a stylus, which helps a lot.

I've slowed down quite a bit and it's not currently bothering me!

My writing "too much" is one of those things that is totally internally motivated: I don't feel outside pressure to do it, I was very much just riding the most intense phase of a hyperfixation. It's not a normal behavior for me, haha, and it's not actually possible for me to write that much most of the time unless I have that time off as I did on this occasion. So! Forced limits, haha.

I wrote 80k words in three weeks, which is pretty fucking insane, and even as much as I'm still writing now, it's notably less than that and isn't causing any physical issues!

When I realized it was happening because of the typing and not the phone thing this time, I took measures to tone things back. I've gotten overenthusiastic in ways that caused longer-term injuries before and am not interested in a repeat, haha.

That said, doctors (and those soon to be, in my case) are absolutely known to be the worst patients, hahaha. I fully acknowledge that I have a high pain tolerance and am a person who walked on a broken foot for a full week because it wasn't "that bad" until my mom made me go to the ED. I'm usually better at judging my own health based on objective signs rather than how bad something hurts, but sometimes I do slip, and "in the throes of creative fury" is definitely one of those moments where I can be prone to it.

So thank you for your kind words! They're important ones to live by! We only get one body: it's imperative to treasure it, and not to do anything to it now that's going to make us irreperably miserable later.

[kararisa]

marigold promises

— 29 bonus. ultra secret project proposal

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summary: you and albedo have finally reached a mutual understanding as your first year of college comes to a close. with a new school year comes a new beginning, and you start off strong with albedo asking you the oddest of arrangements: "would you like to be lab partners?"

author's notes:

i'm pretty sure i've made more pubmats for this smau than i ever have for school hahaha

if you'd like a hint as to what yae's working on, it's inspired by gorou's character story and hangout ^^

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[the-ultimate-pie-family]

Vanity encounter with blood chaos rainbow pie part 3

"Vanity was setting up a table for a tea party, but the tea party was only part of the plan, then blood appeared she was shocked he was early" what your early? Yeah, my apologies, but I was thinking of smoking some dark matter medical weed it's a new weed I just made, but your realm is filled with dark matter, so I made a weed for you consider it as a gift because your a strong one but you need practice oh yeah?! "She chuckled, shouting playfully." Yeah! "Blood followed her playfullyness," then bring it on homie. "Blood tackled vanity blasting her in her face multiple times, saying go to sleep till vanity stabbed blood with her claws digging deep into his sides and ribs, but that just made blood bashing her face in faster"

"Vanity headbutted blood, knocking him back holding his head" fuck you blood agh. Oh my lady, please do, hahah. "Vanity blushed running at blood upper cutting blood then choke slammed him to the ground blood got winded as his vampire wings were broken now then Vanity heard the tea whistling walking off healing herself" Ugh she's good

~vanity and blood had their tea and the dark matter weed~

"Vanity was having fun with her new friend." Hey blood, do you know how to paint nails? I've learned over the years why? Because I'm painting your hooves and my claws need painting, ok seem fair, huh? Really? Well, yeah, my kids painted my hooves before, so I'm used to it. Yay, but I have another gife, a big nail painting kit. Oh blood, you didn't have too Oh, it's fine. My oldest daughter said to give it away she didn't need it anymore she got a way bigger one, hahaha, but everything is still in this kit she also replaced the ones she used to. Oh, thank you, blood. "Vanity went to hug blood but was stopped." Sorry, no hugs on the first date,"Blood winked at Vanity chuckled. " I'll get that hug one way blood, uh no you won't heheh "then blood and Vanity start painting" Vanity your good with your claw and you healing magic. Aww thanks your not bad with those hooves yourself. Yeah, I practice too much. Maybe you can teach me some new moves to master my god magic. "Blood blushed a little." I can teach you more than moves, my lady."Blood painted nightmare before christmas pictures on vanity claws" beautiful simply beautiful and your hooves are amazing simply amazing. "Vanity chuckled, mocking blood playfully." damn girl, you're good, hahaha

Mod pie: The tea party went amazing, and dark matter weed blood is so sweet at times

Tag: @vanitythevantropist

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Happy New Year!!!

I herd requests were open, would Ler!Tsukasa Tenma and Lee!Reader be okay?

If so, for a senario maybe Tsukasa notices that reader appears down. And well, the world greatest star has to help! With hugs and tickles? Until the reader and him are both happy and smiling?? xjsnxjdjd (possibly he/they nicknames for reader?)

Again you don’t have to. Only if you’re comphy

Again again, Happiest NewYear! I love your work(s)!

His little star

HAPPY BELATED NEW YEAR I LOVE YOU SO MUCH💖💖💖

Can y'all believe I actually have a partner now?? Yeah me neither lmao

Anyways I wrote this in the middle of class like the irresponsible student I am, I hope you like it ✨️MY PARTNER✨️

Special thanks to @vicluvesu for helping me a bit hehe

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Tsukasa x reader (platonic)

Lee: reader

Ler: Tsukasa

Warnings: Tickles! Kasa being cringe/j

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“Now that I’ve saved you from this evil Alchemist, kiss me!” proclaimed that Tenma kid out loud, striking a dramatic pose while his script went flying out of his hand. 

“Okay, I know THAT wasn’t in the script, you goof” you rolled your eyes in response, watching as he guffawed.

“Ihi’m sorry! I just really felt it in the moment” he smiled cheekily at you, only to notice that your mind isn’t fully present with him. You usually rolled your eyes in a playful way at his weird antics, but this time you weren’t fighting back a smile like normal. Your eyes weren’t as sparkly and there was a slight frown on your face. “Erm… you okay? You seem a little off…” his bright demeanor was quickly replaced with that concerned big brother look he usually gives when someone’s in distress.

“Huh– Oh! Sorry, I must’ve gotten distracted”

Tsukasa gave you a sad smile as he watched you try and fail to appear like you were fine. “Little star, you can tell me if something’s wrong, y’know?” he reassured, placing his hand on your shoulder and giving a comforting squeeze.

“It’s nothing, really” you shook your head. You were really being stubborn with the one and only Tenma Tsukasa, huh? 

“It’s not nothing, although I won’t force you to tell me if you don’t want to. But…” his words trailed off. You couldn’t help but pick up on a slight lilt in his voice. When you looked at him, he gave you that giddy smile of someone who’s about to do something silly. 

“I can’t really leave you all mopey, especially around me!~” his index finger started poking repeatedly up and down your side.

“H-huah?!” the sudden contact made you yelp in surprise, body stiffening to try to hold back any embarrassing reactions. 

“C’mon, holding back around me is useless! I’m the tickle monster after all~” he gave you a cocky look as he slid behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist before vigorously digging into both sides. 

“wAH— AHAHAHA! T-TSUKASA DOHOHON’T!” you squealed and flailed around, but his grip on you wouldn’t budge. Who knew he was that strong, or maybe you didn’t really wanna escape, who knows? Not like it matters, you were currently losing your pretty mind due to hysterics.

His nails would skitter along all those soft spots before squeezing you like one of those stuffed animals at his sekai. “Hahaha! Works everytime!~” 

You couldn’t help but lean your head back, resting against his shoulder. Eyes shut tight, smile brighter than the sun, just like a true, shining star. It was such an overwhelming feeling on your torso and yet it felt good…? Although if he kept going, your legs might give out-

As if on cue, his nimble fingers slowed down. Tracing little stars over your sides to make you shiver and squirm, how fitting. Yet, it also helped calm you down, tugging your lips into a genuine smile this time. Tsukasa looked down at you like you were the most precious thing ever, making your cheeks flush to his amusement. 

“Feeling better now, my little star?~☆” 

You gave a soft nod, letting out a big sigh. For how long had you been holding that in? Who knows, but what matters is that now you feel much better. No thanks to that dork.

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[male-meat-suit]

CRIMINAL MIND + ANGEL BODY = PERFECT COMBINATION 2

The man in front of me was wearing an orange jumpsuit that I knew was from the local prison, and tattoos peeked from the sleeves of his clothes, also from his neck. He looked like he was about 55 years old, but with a strong build, and he was completely bald. He approached me curiously and started talking: "Look what we have here, so this is one of those famous bodysuits I've heard about. I also know that they really are real people, so I guess you're listening now." boy. Well, I really have nothing against you, so don't worry, I won't hurt you, nor will I let others do it to you. However, I need to hide for a while, and no one would believe that a good boy like you , was really the most dangerous inmate in jail. Wow, you're sweating, so if you hear me. Hahaha, don't worry so much, you and I are going to have fun. The other guy came out of you with clothes on but I want the experience complete". He then undressed in front of me and entered my back. Now my body had a new driver, and this time it was going to wreak havoc. Then, the criminal, whose name I still didn't know, undressed on my body, and began to pose in front of the mirror, showing off his new body. He then dressed in my sports clothes and we left the institute. We went to an old warehouse on the outskirts of the city, it had gotten late and it was night. I enter the place and I could see that there was a metal door with a combination, immediately he began to speak with my voice: "Well boy, here we are, welcome to my workshop. I know it is not very clean, but I have been in prison for many years. Come on, I can see your nervousness, as I already told you, I'm not going to hurt you, after all you're helping me a lot. Now, let's make some changes. Do you mind if I smoke? I haven't smoked for a long time. Mmmhhh, chg chg, wow, I don't think you've ever smoked before, well it doesn't matter, now I do. Mmmh, much better, I missed the taste of tobacco. Well, you'll see Tom, now I have access to your memories, so don't worry Because of your studies, during the day I'll be Tom, nobody will know the difference, but in the afternoon, I'm afraid you and I are going to have to work. I'm going to go after the bastards who ratted me out to the police, and now I have a perfect weapon, you. No one is going to expect that this is your good boy, he is a contract killer. I don't want you to get nervous, I won't and to kill anyone, I don't do that anymore, but I'm going to give them a good beating. But that will be later. Now the truth is I want to enjoy a bit of my freedom, you know a bit of sex, drugs and that. Luckily it looks like my clothes might fit you, and my old harley is downstairs. Well boy let's go for a ride around town, we're in for a great night

Today I have published two of the 10 parts that this story is going to have. I would like you to send me ideas of what you want to happen in the story, or if you have any input