#still feels kinda unfinished to me but i felt like posting this anyway

[redmarqar]

mirror of the soul

[littlebeluu]

Hi! Hope you're day is going well :)

If it's okay I'd like to request smth for marc, if not just ignore this haha. I actually have a few ideas but just pick the one you like the most :)

1. It's kinda similar to the one you already wrote I guess but reader being insecure cos shes not as conventionally attractive as other wags, like she's not ugly but she's not a model either yk? Maybe also like people online hating on her body and/or weight and she doesn't wanna make a big deal out of it but marc notices and like reassures her and stuff (also in my head, reader is like a really private person who doesnt like a lot of attention, has her social media accounts on private and doesn't post anything except a handful of stories every now and then but that's obvi just me, doesn't have to be like that)

2. Marc reaching reader catalan (in my mind reader can already speak Spanish but that's not a must obvi)

3. Marc teaching reader football and she's just really bad at it haha idk I think it could be cute

4. Height difference (I'm 5'3 haha so this is really a self insert) like maybe reader wearing his clothes for the first time and they're so adorably oversized on her or like just anything about height difference really :)

You can obviously change stuff about the requests if there's anything you don't feel comfortable with or don't like, I don't mind. Sorry if it's too much stuff at once btw, I'm not really good at writing this kinda stuff.

Thanks so much in advance already, I hope you have an amazing day (or night, depending when you're reading this haha)

I'll do other ones too 🫶🏻

I might have some trouble to do the second one cause I also don't speak catalán but I'll try anyway.

"Insecure"

marc guiu x female reader

warnings: none

The car engine hummed softly as Marc and I settled into our seats after training. Our eyes met in the rearview mirror, and I felt a flutter in my chest. Despite the hours apart, his presence still had that effect on me.

"Hey," Marc greeted, his voice warm but tinged with concern.

"Hey," I responded, trying to muster enthusiasm.

Marc's brow furrowed as he studied my reflection. "Are you okay?"

I nodded, forcing a smile. "Yes."

His eyes narrowed, unconvinced. "Are you sure?"

"Yes," I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper.

Marc sighed, reaching for the radio. As music filled the car, we drove in silence, the tension palpable. Every few minutes, I caught him glancing at me, worry etched on his face.

"I'm fine," I assured him, though the words felt hollow.

"You're lying," he said softly, his voice a mixture of hurt and frustration.

I hesitated, torn between protecting him from my insecurities and the need to be honest. "It's just..."

"Tell me," he encouraged, his tone gentler now.

"Why do you think I'm upset?" I deflected, buying time.

Marc's eyes softened as he looked at me. "I don't know, but I've noticed you haven't really smiled today. Not your genuine smile, anyway."

"Of course I did," I protested weakly.

"No," he shook his head. "I know you better than anyone else. I can tell when you're feeling down, even if you don't say anything."

His words hung in the air as I struggled to find my voice.

"What's wrong, babe?" Marc pressed, his concern evident. "You're going to tell me, or..." He trailed off, leaving the sentence unfinished.

I took a deep breath, feeling tears prick at my eyes. "I'm sorry. It's nothing important."

"It must be something if your smile hasn't been genuine in the past 24 hours."

"Yeah, well..."

"Just say whatever it is," he urged, his voice a mixture of frustration and worry.

"Honestly? People have been saying horrible things about me lately," I admitted, my voice cracking.

Marc's expression darkened. "What? Who?"

"It's okay," I tried to reassure him, wiping away a stray tear. "Really. Just forget about it."

"No," Marc insisted, pulling the car over to the side of the road. He turned to face me fully. "What happened?"

I hesitated, feeling foolish. "It's stupid."

"Just tell me," he pleaded, taking my hand in his.

"Your teammates' girlfriends posted photos with me yesterday," I began, my voice barely audible.

"And?"

"Everyone's saying horrible stuff. Like... like I'm the ugliest and fattest girlfriend."

Marc's face contorted with anger and disbelief. "What? Who's saying this?"

"People online," I mumbled, ashamed of how much it affected me.

"So nobody real?" he asked, his tone softening.

"Well, they could actually exist somewhere," I argued weakly.

"Don't even joke around," Marc frowned. "They don't deserve any importance. You shouldn't read comments under their posts anyway."

I sighed, looking out the window. "I know I shouldn't, but sometimes I can't help it. It's like picking at a scab - you know it's bad for you, but you do it anyway."

Marc's expression softened with understanding. "I get it, but those comments are toxic. They're not worth your time or energy."

"You're right," I admitted, turning back to face him. "I just wish I could stop caring what others think."

Marc reached over and squeezed my hand. "It's not easy, but we'll work on it together. Your worth isn't determined by strangers on the internet."

I took a deep breath, feeling vulnerable. "I guess sometimes those words hurt more than others. Like... maybe I wish I had more confidence. Being known is so overwhelming, and I wish I knew how to get over myself. I guess... I envy the confidence of other girls I meet."

Marc's eyes filled with understanding and love. "You're not ugly nor fat, Y/n. You're beautiful, inside and out."

"I didn't say I was, people said it," I protested weakly.

"But you think it," he said softly, his thumb tracing circles on my hand.

"No," I lied, unable to meet his gaze.

Marc cupped my face gently, forcing me to look at him. "Tell me something, Y/n. When was the last time you read something nice?"

I felt a rush of guilt for worrying him. "Well today, you told me something nice this morning. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound like such a baby."

"Stop apologizing," he said firmly. "You're beautiful, and I'm so lucky to be your boyfriend. But more than that, you're kind, intelligent, and strong. Those people online? They don't know you. They don't see how you light up a room, how you make everyone around you feel special."

Tears spilled down my cheeks as Marc's words washed over me. He pulled me into a tight embrace, and I buried my face in his shoulder.

"I love you," he whispered into my hair. "Every part of you. And I promise, we'll work on building your confidence together. You don't have to face this alone”

As we sat there, wrapped in each other's arms, I felt a weight lift from my shoulders. The cruel words of strangers seemed to fade away, replaced by the warmth of Marc's love and support.

"Thank you," I murmured, pulling back to meet his gaze. This time, my smile was genuine.

Marc leaned in, his lips meeting mine in a soft, tender kiss. It was gentle and reassuring, conveying all the love and support he had for me. As we parted, he rested his forehead against mine, our breaths mingling.

I reached up, running my fingers through his hair before pulling him in for another kiss, this one deeper and more passionate. When we finally broke apart, we were both slightly breathless.

Marc started the car again, but before pulling back onto the road, he turned to me with a mischievous grin. "Now, how about we go get some ice cream and plot our revenge on those haters"

I laughed, feeling lighter than I had in days. "Ice cream, yes. Revenge... maybe we'll save that for another day."

As we drove off, hand in hand, I realized that while I couldn't control what others said about me, I could choose to surround myself with love and positivity. And with Marc by my side, I felt ready to face whatever challenges came our way.

Before we reached the ice cream shop, Marc pulled over once more. He cupped my face gently and gave me one last, lingering kiss. "You're beautiful," he murmured against my lips. "Inside and out. Don't ever forget that."

I smiled into the kiss, feeling truly loved and cherished. With Marc's support and these tender moments, I knew I could overcome any insecurity. We drove on, looking forward to our ice cream date, our hands intertwined and hearts full of love.

[white-fox-1415]

Confessions

pairing: Bradley Bradshaw x military!reader

summary: Rooster almost dies and you finally tell him how you feel

warnings: light swearing, inaccuracies probably idk, kinda unfinished ending? I don't know how to write

A/n: I don’t really like this but I’ll post it anyways cos yolo 🤪

Oh my god. Oh my god. oh my god. You freaked out, head in your hands as you tried not to break down in front of everyone. Rooster and Maverick had gone silent after their crashes, considered MIA for the time being, but everyone knew what that meant. Everyone thought they were dead.

Rooster and Mav were dead. Rooster was dead. He's dead and you never got to tell him how you felt. The tears flow freely now and a small whimper escapes your lips. You slam your fists down on the control panel and immediately get up to leave the room, too distraught to care about the eyes that followed you as you rushed out the door.

When Rooster and Mav hit the tarmac in an enemy F-14, everyone goes rushing to the runway, including you. You cut through the crowd, desperate to see the brown-eyed man that stole your heart. Rooster doesn't even get to walk five steps before you're grabbing him by his flight suit and smashing your lips down onto his, a single relieved tear sliding down your face. You sniffle a bit as you pull back “Thought you fucking died on me Bradshaw.” You don't even give him time to respond as you kiss him again. 

This time his hands find your cheeks and he pulls back “Well that's a hell of a way to be greeted.” he’s grinning until he sees the look on your face and his expression softens “Hey,” he wipes the stray tear away gently with his thumb “its ok, I'm right here. I’m ok” he assures you. 

You lean your forehead against his “I love you” you admit quietly. “What?” he asks in shock, not entirely sure he heard you right. “I’m in love with you Bradley, and I can’t pretend I'm not anymore.” Another tear escapes and he wipes it away too. “You mean that? You love me?” he asks. You nod and sniffle again. He pulls you into a tight hug. “I’m in love with you too, y/n.” he says into the top of your head, the confession muffled by your hair. “Have been for a while. Ever since you first walked into the The Hard Deck” 

“Why didn't you say something sooner?”

“Why didn't you?” 

“Touché” You both laugh softly now, still holding each other as the whole crew celebrates around you. “I'm so glad you didn't die on me.” You kiss him again and he smiles against your lips. “I'm glad I didn't die on you too.” He speaks softly into the kiss.

[vampireimiko]

𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 !!

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬, none !! just typical re4 stuff and fluff 🫶🏾

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, ehe i really have not had the motivation to write lately but this is leon s(slut) kennedy were talking about here !!

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝? YES, I don't usually put these but I accidentally deleted the request after ACCIDENTALLY posting the unfinished hc's last night 😞

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ omg first Leon request 🫶🏾 but uhm ANYWAY😁

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Working with people was nothing new to Leon, so when you and him were assigned to go find Ashley Graham, this was another mission to him.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Leon was not expecting the both of you to hit it off so well. He actually quite liked having you as a partner on this mission.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ You were intelligent, brave, easy to work with, and did I mention hot? Those were all green flags in his book.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ You and he had each other's backs when firing at incoming villagers.

"Watch out!" Leon shouted as you ducked out the way and he fired at Doctor Salvador, who was revving his chainsaw.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ He will most definitely scold you telling you you needed to be more careful. Kinda hard to do that while your both being chased by almost every living thing here 😊 /s

"Aw, you worried about me 'rookie'? You said teasingly shooting him a wink.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ You both flirt with one another whenever you have the chance. Because after all, this was still a mission that needed to be taken seriously. Ashley was the priority here.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ He loves getting to know you during the more chill moments of your mission. You two would discuss your favorite foods, colors, etc. You two would talk about anything really, just something to keep you distracted from being in a place like this.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ He likes showing off in front of you 🙄 roundhouse kicking, suplexing, you name it.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ But make no mistake, he most definitely likes seeing you in action aswell, whatever you do is just so flawless in his eyes.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ You absolutely LOVE his one liners, he's such a dork omg 😭🫶🏾

"Where's everybody going? Bingo?" That one made you laugh a bit more than you expected.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Fast forward to when you guys are tied up with Luis, he gets jealous whenever Luis flirts with you but ofc he'll try not to let it show

"Could you stop flirting with him? We have a mission to complete y'know." He'd say rolling his eyes at the man.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ And do not even get me started on the sparks between you and him??

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ After finding Ashley even SHE can feel the tension between you and Leon.

"Correct me if im wrong.. but are you two together? I can totally feels sparks between you two!" Ashley squealed in your ear as Leon walked off to investigate the area.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ You and Leon very clearly felt some type of way about one another, but then again you weren't here to find Love. You were here to rescue Ashley.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ But even knowing that surely does not stop the flirting between you two.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ You promised yourself that you'd ask him out when this mission was completed and you were both home safe.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ In conclusion, I NEED LEON KENNEDY CARNALLY 🗣️🗣️🔥🔥‼️‼️‼️

𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞, I'm ACTUALLY kinda happy w how these turned out, they're not as long as I wanted them to be (cause i would've literally recapped the whole game if they were the length I wanted them) but ANYWAY UHM 😁 thank you for reading and reblogs are appreciated and requests are open !! <33

𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

[aorelemos]

First attempt at 'fanfic' (hananene)

since this is like my first post ever and also I dont use tumblr... like, ever i thought a good way to get myself introduced to this platform would be to show off a little bit of writing i did, tbh its not very good and also like *very* unfinished but I'm kinda just putting this on here so i can get it out of my system, also i doubt any of my friends would be interested in it (also since its very unclear the kind of idea i was going for was like.. idk nene gets sent into an alternate universe where Amane is in her position)

Im gonna copy paste it below this bit of text ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Yashiro skipped down the halls of the Old School Building on a mission, she absolutely could not wait to tell Hanako about her little adventure - turned misadventure- turned real life fantasy, a fantasy which obviously involved her dearest Teru Minamoto and how he’d chivalrously stopped her from tripping down the stairs due to her untied shoelaces, however he’d tripped himself and that's wher-

wait. We're saving this for Hanako.

As Nene continued humming a lovey-dovey tune, she’d made it to the bathroom. And despite being in such an old and honestly kind of creepy building, this bathroom had quite the atmosphere (probably in part thanks to her amazing and feminine cleaning skills) The light that seeped in from those stained glass windows always helped to add a kind of warmth to the somehow pleasant bathroom, She didn’t know how to explain how it felt, only that it always gave her a comforting feeling.

After basking in the light of the soon-to-be-setting sun through the panes, she turned to the last stall furthest from the door and knocked, “Hanako~ You in there? Oh my, I’ve just had the *best* day of my life to ever happen ever!...so far. Anyways! Minamoto, he- Oh wait, no, you should guess! (it was really quite romantic!)” Nene gleefully and excitedly spoke, almost shouted to the door, not making any room for even a breath of air, however, Nene got no response. “Hanako? Hanako, are you seriously ignoring me?” Nene whined, looking around the room to see where her silly friend had gotten to, continuing to ask for him. It had only been minutes and yet Nene had gotten sick of her no-show friend. As she turned, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.

Weird.

Something felt, different. nothing in particular had changed in the warm and not so smelly room and yet, she didn’t feel that same comfort she normally did... “Not my problem” Nene being Nene, brushed it off. However, she did wonder “where is this boy?” It wasn’t like she *cared* y’know, she just wanted to tell someone about her absolutely strikingly romantic experience she’d had and that someone happened to be Hanako, she still wanted to ask why he wasn’t in his usual spot, it wasn’t like she *didn’t* care, she wanted to make sure he was alright, yknow?

 After a moment of stalling she’d made up her mind, if he wasn’t in here, she was going to find him no matter how long it’d take.

Taking one last glimpse of the room to make sure he hadn’t been trying to pull a silly prank by hiding from her (which he had not) she strode out the doorway, Yashiro began to skip through the old school building on a mission… She really, really, really couldn’t wait to blab on about her close encounter with Minamoto because wow! Somehow he’d managed to look even more handsome today than any other-

Yashiro paused in her tracks, she’d spotted a familiar face standing before her in the hall, she knew he’d spotted her too. Yashiro noticed his peculiar choice in clothing (why was he wearing the current school uniform?) however she dismissed it and opened her mouth to greet him-

 “Hanako-Chan! Why- no, How are you wearing that?”

The young black haired boy exclaimed to her, not dismissing her current uniform. Yashiro paused in her tracks, feeling somewhat offended “Ha- Hanako- kun, were you calling me a- a-?” she looked down at the new leggings she’d bought just that day, she knew they made her legs look big! the expression on her face was one of shock and heartbreak ‘I KNEW PEOPLE WERE GOING TO CALL ME A DAIKON AGAIN I SHOULDNT HAVE EVER WORN THESE NEW LEGGINGS! I SWEAR IM GOING TO RIP THESE RIGHT OFF RIGHT HERE AND RIGHT NOW... UGH … AND OF COURSE *HE* HAD TO BE THE ONE TO BRING IT UP, OF COURSE IT WAS HANA-. wait. Did hanako call me… 

 “Hanako-Chan?”

 Nene asked aloud once she stopped her mind from wondering about her legs and instead, she inspected the boy before her, Well, It definitely looked like Hanako, with his bright and curious eyes, “Uh, yes, H-Hanako-Chan are you feeling okay?” not listening to him, she continued to glare. Soft black hair and a devilish smile, that was still the same however he also looked… different, Yashiro could hear footsteps coming closer but that didn’t matter, what was it that made him seem so different- Oh gosh! He looked- He looked alive! “Hanako-chan are you? Are you uh-” Nene also couldn’t ignore that he looked… much taller and much more… well, handsome. Nene felt her ears flush at that last thought and slapped her hands to her face ‘I can’t get distracted here, there's clearly something wrong’ she thought.

Nene noticed that she and the young man infront of her had been quiet for too long. Hm? When had he gotten that clos- “AHHHHHH!” Nene shrieked as she felt the boy grab and move her into a stairwell, she felt as his fingers trailed down her arms and his hands gently yet forcefully fondle her face, ‘this has surely got to be  one of the worst cases of grabby-hands Hanako has treated me with yet!’ she thought, feeling the temperature of her face rise as the now very handsome (despite only being a few inches taller now) hanako traced her arms, neck and face. As she noticed her own heated cheeks, she then noticed his, for a supposedly dead-man.. He had very rosy cheeks.. And why were his hands so warm? As Hanako’s hands stopped trailing over her upper body, she convinced herself to look at him, two bright warm eyes met her back.

“Are you alive?” they asked eachother in sync. 

[curio-queries]

FRI(END)S : THE SONG

This post is part of a series of my thoughts on this release. It's time to finally get these out of drafts and posted before Hobi's release. Here are links to the other posts:

QUICKCOMBO: Continuation

QUICKCOMBO: Termination

The Song (this post)

The Music Video

The Promo

First, if you haven't heard the song yet, please give it a listen and make your own impressions.

Initial Thoughts

The night this was released, I was having some sudden internet issues and was slightly panicking about being able to work the next day so I was admittedly a little stressed by the time I got to listen even though I stayed up specifically for it.

Usually I would listen to it first on Spotify before watching the music video but I was able to get the mv to load first for some reason. My first impression on the song itself was actually a little bit of confusion as to how long the track actually would be given all the 'non-song' space in the mv.

When I did finally get Spotify to work, I definitely thought it was too short but I was so excited that I was vibing with it as much as I did. V's solo work is very hit or miss for me, with most of LayoVer being a miss. I don't think the album was bad, I just had a hard time with it since none of the tracks really appeal to me. But Fri(end)s? I liked on the first few listens. Which is kinda funny because I was actually wondering pretty early on if Fri(end)s would work as part of LayoVer...more on that later in this post.

I still think the song is too short. I realize that's the trend these days as it's more of a marketing tactic but that doesn't mean I have to like the trend. Especially with the extremely clear folding of the song into two parts, it's pretty obvious to even some casual listeners that there's something missing. Not enough to make it a bad song but it just feels slightly unfinished.

Performance

If you haven't already watched the Live Film, I highly recommend it.

I know it's kinda a flex in music communities to value live versions over studio releases but I rarely fall into that camp. (I honestly think it has something to do with a sensory issue I have and extra noise that is often present in such recordings...anyway back to V). This performance is so great! It perfectly embodies both Tae's personality and the energy needed for a song like this. I honestly just felt so good listening to him sing this because he did it in the exact same way I do when I sing along to music; adding extra little rifs and bits just for the fun of it and avoiding the typical notes that all of the members leave out of most performances.

I'm not qualified to comment on the musical technique needed for this song but there are definitely some fun challenges that make for a satisfying singalong once you've nailed them!

LayoVer

If you haven't listened to the complete album in a while, here's a link. Always a good idea to give an album a complete top-to-bottom listen every once in a while, especially this one with how Tae agonized over track sequence of his solo work as mentioned during Festa 2022.

So, if you just list the key words of the lyrical themes and musical elements of both Fri(end)s and LayoVer, you'd think they'd be an easy match but the more I investigated, the less I think so.

First, I'm not really a music researcher when it comes to credits or following specific contributors but from what I can tell, there weren't any of the same individuals listed between the two projects except Tae himself. Which honestly surprised me.

Just going off of memory, I thought it'd fit in smoothly either before or after Slow Dancing but after trying it out, it just doesn't land for me. It absolutely deserves to be its own single and I'd initially wondered if it had been ripped out of the album as the track to tide us over during this chunk of ms but I really don't feel that way at all.

It honestly reminds me a little of how JK released 3D as a separate track. That song (as much as I don't love it) does stand on its own without the support of an album. Maybe Fri(end)s was one of the other songs Tae found during his search for LayoVer but that team didn't have enough material for a cohesive album? He didn't want to lose it so kept it as a single to release later.

I want you all to know that I wrote the above before seeing this video...thanks for proving me right V!! 😆

More thoughts on some of the meaning(s) of the song in my mv post!

(Sidenote, if you haven't seen the full set of the gif at the top of this post, I highly recommend checking it out. It's gorgeous! Absolutely astonishing work @kimtaegis 😍)

[bloom-ribbon22]

Hi, hello, howdy, wassup, yo, it is I, Bloom Ribbon

so um, it felt like ages since I made anything Dinotrux related XD I know my last Dinotrux post isn't really that long but still- I kinda lost interest in the show for about a few weeks ago and just recently got my interest back...

Aaaaaaanywaaaays, I'm not sure if y'all remember but I did made a Dinotrux OC named D-Smantle A.K.A D-bros sis for an AU fanfiction requested by Dstroykin1 right here:

I'm really sorry if I haven't posted the fanfic yet, it's still unfinished but I'll continue it soon!! 😭 again, I kinda lost interest in the show so I lost motivation to finish it uhhhh yea

so the reason why I'm bringing her up rn is because I gave her a redesign and also some more info!

Ta-da!

and here's a few information about her and a bit rewrite ig????

•while I do find the split colored pattern(or whatever it's called) pretty cool, I unfortunately got rid of it since it sorta just didn't feel right for me?? idk it just feels weird, so umm yea she kinda looks a bit basic now but I'll prolly add more to her design, once I make a full body ref of course

•I still kept the warning tape scarf thingy and the patterns on her eyes that's supposed to be eyelashes

•likes stargazing, nothing deep, she likes staring at stars at night, keeps her relaxed like ya I know you can barely see stars irl, maybe it's just me idk

•she has a crap ton(-ton) of scratches all over her but no scars, I like to think unlike D-Structs and D-Stroy, she's not as aggressive as they are, never really picks a fight with anyone else when threatened. but still does get into a few fights and accidents also has scratches ON her eye which is almost too hard to see

•if she ever does have a chance to meet Ty and the gang, then unlike D-Structs and D-Stroy(well, specifically D-Structs) she wouldn't hate Ty that much, she doesn't really care if another T-Trux(unless when they're trying to challenge/attack her) is in her territory building whatevs, but she does find him weird and sorta annoying at times, again, she doesn't hate him so she won't try to get rid of him

•for Ty's perspective? I feel like if he does meet her then he'll also find her annoying, D-Smantle does have that attitude after all but he also won't attack her despite the fact she's literally related to the two trux that tried to kill him countless of times, if anything, he would be surprised to see that despite the attitude, she's way more chill

•left her whole family and started a new life somewhere else because surprise: she doesn't like them, she hated them. two of her brothers shits on her every day and rarely compliments/at least have a neutral conversation with her. as for her parents? they don't really give a shit about her, they sometimes look after her but they focused more on the D-bros so her ass brothers had to raise her(reluctantly)

•lives all by herself now, everyone avoids her cuz "T-Trux bad" but she's already used to it. as lonely as it is...to her, being alone is more better than living with her "family" ...

and that's all for now! I'll continue the fanfic later, tomorrow uhhhhh yea.

alsoooo...bonus human D-Smantle design!

anyways, feel free to ask questions about her in asks, reblogs, comments and I'll happily answer them <3

I hope you all stay safe! 💜

[fluffykitteninabox]

watching Doctor Who for the first time (starting with the 9th doctor)

I'm only doing this because I've developed an unhealthy obsession with David Tennant since watching Good Omens, and I have a need to watch everything he's ever appeared in, and I know he's the 10th and 14th doctor so therefore I must watch 15 seasons of a show I otherwise wouldn't have cared about just to see him for 3 of them and a few specials!

I'm starting with the 9th because it seems like an easier starting point for a new fan from what I've read online

yes I've done research for this!

Plus the 9th doctor only got one season so it's close enough to the 10th that I don't mind watching it.

I am a completionist though so I will probably end up going back and watching the available episodes from before the revival if I like the series enough

so here's my thoughts

episode 1:

I hope we never see moving mannequins again because that shit creeps me out

honestly Rose, same. I too would have chosen the life of adventure and time travelling to infinite universes. Though I do think it felt kinda rushed to have her refuse and then immediately agree after she was told about the time travel part. Would be a cool opening if she refused on the first episode and then she spent the next one thinking about it and then changed her mind by the end. Or if we want to stick to the self contained structure show a bit more about her not liking her ordinary boring life so that it feels like a great offer when the doctor asks her to join him. I mean it does still feel like a great offer after she saved him and saying all that stuff about how she doesn't have anything to lose and gymnastics and all that. It's the back and forth that ruins it a bit honestly. Just have her say yes the first time.

I didn't know the tardis was an acronym! That's kinda cool

so is Rose never going to see her mom or her boyfriend again?

episode 2:

Alright I take it back she has doubts in episode 2 so that's good

that was a hell of an episode I don't know how to phrase it I think it changed my brain chemistry

I might be having an existential crisis?

respect to the tree lady I don't remember her name sorry

ironic how all these aliens exhibited more humanity than the supposed "last human"

kinda sad for the poor plumber that probably died too, we focused a lot on the rich guests but the workers on the ship deserved better

one thing I appreciate is that Rose chose to see the future. my personal choice would have been past but I think her choosing future is really in character for her (I say as if I've known her my whole life when I've only watched 2 episodes)

didn't expect to unlock the doctor's back story so early on. I'm guessing there's more later but for now that's already more than I thought I'd get

um yeah I was going to watch like the whole season in one or two sittings but like... I feel like my brain needs a break after episode two lol

well I was planning this post to have all my thoughts for season 1 but tumblr decided to go ahead and post my unfinished draft AGAIN even though I specifically clicked the SAVE button but anyway

guess I'll have to edit this or reblog as I go

whatever

fuck you tumblr

[leggyre]

You got any adivce for someone who's considering dropping drawing completely since they don't like what they're making at all?

honestly i've been in the same struggle recently bc it just hasn't been a good year for me. i haven't been drawing a lot bc most of the time i'm either sick or i just.. can't. I've been picking myself up as of late and it's a really difficult grind, but honestly the fact i've been able to actually start this grind is already good for now. I guess that counts as advice; be patient with yourself. Self-esteem doesn't come easy and the little steps are worth so much more than you think.

ok so uh,

-if you just started, don't think about it too much. we all start with the weird scribbles. if you stop now you might never get back to it -if you've been trying to doodle often and always end up hating the result, just take a break. art block is seasoning for burnout and you might just be tired. a lot of times i've felt bad about my art i kinda "gave up" for a while and when i came back to it it was like "wtf this easy what was my issue (it was burnout)". so take a break, play some videogames or hang out with your friends for a week. idk write essays about the media you like? it feels like you're being unproductive but resting IS part of productive because just pushing yourself will just result in nothing being done at the end of the day. -look at your favorite work! im not quite out of my latest artblock yet because its a tough one(it's been teaming up with depression caused by health problems it suuuuucks :/), but when i went long enough without being able to draw I kinda started feeling like I can't do shit and can't call myself an illustrator at all specially bc what i do isnt that big of a deal compared to others(<- comparison also big mistake remember youre the only one who can make YOUR art), going through my folders and seeing the stuff I like the most gave me a LOT of motivation to keep going, even if I was still unable to start drawing right away. not giving up is so important. -so yeah love your art. focus on drawing things you like because it's a gift from you to you, and you should treat it as such. i know it's really hard to be positive about it all the time but it can be really good to go through all your artwork at the end of a day and look at the things you like about it, even if it isn't much. -on that note, find something you really like drawing!!! back in high school i had massive periods of depression that kept me from drawing but i occasionally found sort of a 'life hack' for myself which were things i was always able to work with even during the worst times. one of them was just.. bees. i just doodled random characters as these bees and made og designs too and it was fun. the other one was using colored pencils instead of a regular one bc i just like colors and it made me happy :] it didnt matter that they always had the same overall shape or if i couldnt erase when i messed up, i was just feeling good being able to draw something that i liked. -experiment more!! expand your palettes and download some new brushes. i even change from my newest to my old busted tablet that still sorta works occasionally because using a tool that feels different is.. refreshing somehow? idk -when you need to get yourself back up, do the little steps at your own pace. do a little doodle every day. it's okay if it's always the same thing. the same character. the exact same idea. it's okay if it sucks or if it's unfinished because you struggled. Just give it little pushes. What matters is to try. and it's okay if you can't do it every day. maybe every other day if you need a slower pace. -and remember. engagement doesn't measure your skill. art is subjective anyways!!!!! i spent YEARS doodling and posting only my ocs and getting little to no notes. i think one of my favorite artworks from the time i had ~100 followers had like 0 notes for the longest time. to be honest i don't even know if it has any likes at all nowadays i'd have to look it up bc it's a bit buried

[brainfilehasstoppedworking]

So—

Okay. Uh. Kinda embarrassed. But I'd like to post my smut here. It's not my first, but it's one of my many. (I'm too embarrassed to post my first because Idk how people are gonna react to it.) So here's one of my older, but recently finished Taikaaki smuts. So sorry for anyone who'll see this. It's also kinda just. Long, but it's long for some reasons I guess.

Warnings: Smut (duh), mention of some pedophilia (but not anything explicit), uhhh and I guess many more.

There's also trans Takaaki. (This was my first trans Takaaki fic actually.) I'm not amazing in writing smut so take what you get. Don't expect anything amazing. Okay, I'm gonna stop rambling. Don't read if you're not comfortable or anything. Okie, bye! *disappears*

They shouldn't be this close. They shouldn't have their lips touching. Their hands shouldn't be brushing up against each other. Taichi knew they shouldn't be doing many things at the moment. But it just felt nice. Their homework was left on Taichi's desk, unfinished. Takaaki sighed against his mouth, wrapping his arms around the nerd's neck. Takaaki smiled to himself, he knew that this nerd was his. He lowered himself onto Taichi's mattress beneath him.

"Aki, maybe we should not…" Taichi's words trailed off, he was embarrassed a bit.

"I think we should. There's no harm if it's just us." Takaaki said with a wink. His bright scarlet eyes filled with playfulness. Taichi blushed bright red. "We're guys…it's not right!" Taichi protested. Takaaki sighed in disappointment, removing his arms from around Taichi's neck. They found themselves between his thighs as he let out another disappointed sigh and sat up, "Fine. Have it your way."

The look on his best friend's face made him feel a bit guilty. But it was true! They shouldn't be messing around like that…even if it felt good.

Takaaki got up from his spot on Taichi's bed and went back to sit at his desk. "Let's just finish this and I'll head home. It's already late, anyway." Takaaki told him as he picked up his pencil and started writing away. Taichi bit his lip, nervously glancing at his friend. He felt conflicted. He wanted to continue whatever they were doing, but he knew they couldn't. Plus, Takaaki seemed to be getting very close to Mariana.

So…maybe it was best if he just let them get together. Plus, it was right. She was just perfect for him, she was pretty and tough. It made Taichi a bit jealous, but he knew they couldn't be. Even if it broke his heart.

"Yeah, let's…" Taichi agreed and sat back at his desk. He played with his pencil, taking quick glances at the other teen next to him. Takaaki had his head in his hand as his fingers played with his raven black hair. His face was still filled with disappointment. The scratching of his pencil stopped, "You're staring. Something wrong?" Takaaki asked, turning his attention to the brown-blond haired male. "Ah, it's nothing." Taichi turned away from him, cheeks growing red again.

"Nothing at all? You can tell me, Chi." Takaaki said, smiling.

"Uh…what'd you get for number 12?" Taichi asked.

Takaaki blinked, surprise on his face. He laughed, trying to mask his returned disappointment. It was homework related? He made it seem like a big deal. Takaaki told him his answer, still not fully convinced that it was his only question.

"I got that, too. Well, thanks." Taichi then started to write on the sheet of paper, hiding his face by turning his back towards Takaaki. Takaaki rolled his eyes and continued to write. He finished his homework and gathered his papers to put them in his bag. "Well, I should go now. See you! Thanks for having me over!" Takaaki said, bowing slightly and opened Taichi's bedroom door. "Takaaki, wait." He heard Taichi say.

Takaaki turned to face Taichi. Taichi nervously got close to him, bringing their lips together. Takaaki cupped Taichi's face, closing his eyes and kissing back. Taichi opened his mouth, letting Takaaki enter his tongue in his mouth. Taichi gasped and moaned. They pulled apart, gasping for breath. The two of them just stared each other in the eyes, their foreheads touching.

The two broke the silence with laughter. Their cheeks were red, idiotic grins on their faces. Their fingers were intertwined, "So…uh, where do you want this to go?" Takaaki asked, averting his gaze. "I think you know." Taichi responded, smirking. Takaaki smirked back, "Great."

Taichi closed the door to his bedroom, locking it. "In case someone comes home." Taichi said, nervously smiling. Takaaki nodded, smiling as well. Takaaki sat on the bed, waiting for Taichi to join him. Scarlet eyes watching him intently. Taichi's heart was pounding, he was nervous. He'd never done anything like this before, especially with a guy. He was a virgin. At 18, too…everyone around him already had sex because it's what horny teens in high school do.

"You alright?" Takaaki asked, cocking his head to the side. "If you don't want to, we don't have to." Takaaki said, smiling softly. "N-No, I want to. Just…I've never done this before. I'm kinda nervous." Taichi explained, not meeting Takaaki's gaze. Takaaki's expression softened, "It's okay. Everyone's first time is very nerve-racking."

"I guess." Taichi took a seat next to Takaaki. The two didn't look at each other, awkwardly just staring at their hands. Takaaki hesitantly moved his hand to grab Taichi's. He wasn't sure why he felt nervous as well. Maybe it was because it was Taichi…

He really liked him. A lot more than he wanted. Maybe he was a little scared to scare the guy off. He was so cute, it'd be such a shame to lose someone like him. But he knew they couldn't have each other, publicly that is. He bit his bottom lip. It wasn't just that that bothered him…

"Hey, there's uhm…something you need to know about me before we continue." Takaaki said, blushing. He was biting his fingernail, not looking at Taichi still. He let go of Taichi's hand to turn his body towards his friend. "Just know that, if you hate me or think I'm really weird, I won't hate you. I'll probably still be in love with you." Takaaki chuckled at the last sentence. He sounded so stupid.

"I'll never change the way I view you even if you tell me. Even if it's the most vile thing ever, I'll still really love you." Taichi told him, grabbing both of his hands. Takaaki smiled at him, "Oh, Taichi…" He couldn't help himself, he kissed Taichi and held him. "Do you really mean it?" He asked, his face was filled with hope.

"Of course! You're one of the most important people to me." Taichi said.

"Thank you." Takaaki planted a kiss on his cheek and got up from the bed. "Mind if I remove my clothes?" He asked as he unbuttoned his uniform shirt. "I-I don't m-mind." He looked down on the floor as Takaaki removed his clothes. He was a little confused, but if it had to do with his body, he should know before they even had sex. He was glad Takaaki told him before they did anything.

"Uhm, you can look now." Taichi raised his head, looking at Takaaki's naked body. He was nervously looking away, crossing his arms. Taichi noticed the wrapping that covered Takaaki's chest. He blinked a bit. Was he hurt? Taichi continued to eye Takaaki's body, he felt himself grow hot in the face. He felt his pants tighten in the crotch area, too. Taichi's eyes widened when he looked down.

"Oh…you're…well."

"I'm not really a guy…I guess. I hope you don't mind." Takaaki still didn't look at him. The brown-blond boy silently got up. He kissed Takaaki's cheek, smiling. "I'm surprised. But I don't mind at all."

Taichi cupped Takaaki's cheek and brought their lips together. It was a very passionate kiss that made Takaaki melt. They found themselves back on Taichi's bed. Takaaki was on top of Taichi, their fingers intertwined again. Takaaki felt his clit get wet, practically soaking. He felt Taichi moving under him. "Is this alright?" He asked as he stuck his tongue in Takaaki's clit, causing the boy above him to gasp.

"You sure you've never done this before?" Takaaki asked through pants as Taichi's tongue skillfully licked and penetrated. He was a moaning mess. He grabbed a fistful of brown-blond hair, shoving Taichi's mouth deeper in him. "Fuck. F-Fuck! So good…AH!" Takaaki moaned. They were both so lucky nobody was home.

Taichi closed his eyes, rubbing circles on Takaaki's thighs. He tasted so good and was so warm. He moved Takaaki's leg to get a better angle. The boy above him was moaning louder, it was intoxicating. He could feel his pants grow tighter from hearing his moans. "NN…AH! AH! MM‐HAAH…TAICHI! AH!" Takaaki screamed in pleasure. There was no way Taichi was this good when he was just a virgin. No fucking way.

"Th-There's no– NN…hah, fuck. There's n-no way that you're this g-good as a fuckin' v-virgin." Takaaki stated, struggling to let out a sentence. "I've never done this before. Honest." Taichi answered him, then continued. "FUCK! I'm close, Baby." He whined, looking down at Taichi.

Taichi smiled at him as he curled his tongue, moving it in and out of him. Takaaki came with a loud moan, gripping Taichi's hair so tight that he probably ripped some hair out. Taichi wiped Takaaki's fluids off his mouth, grinning at him. "Was it good?" He asked a panting Takaaki.

"No, it was shit. Never eat me out ever again." Takaaki sarcastically said. That caused the boy beneath him to laugh. Takaaki's cheeks were flushed red, he moved himself off of Taichi's face and sat down on his lap. Taichi moaned when he felt Takaaki on his bulge. Takaaki kissed Taichi, tasting himself on the other's tongue.

"My, seems you've got a problem yourself." Takaaki said as he touched Taichi's bulge, causing the boy to whine. He smiled smugly, unzipping Taichi's pants and pulled them down. He saw the pre-cum that stained Taichi's boxers. He pulled them down as well, letting his cock spring free. It was high up in the cold air, slicked with pre-cum.

The raven haired boy's eyes widened a bit. "Oh, aren't you big?" He said, wrapping a hand around his cock. He ran his thumb on the tip of his cock. Taichi moaned out a "Shit."

He leaned down and kissed the tip, then engulfed it in his mouth.

The cute boy gasped, then moaned. Takaaki took him like it was nothing! He licked and sucked, eyes closed and a smile on his face. He was so cute, squirming and writhing like a cute little virgin. He was so perfect. Taichi moaned loudly, squirming and wrapping his legs around Takaaki's head.

Takaaki just continued, bobbing his head up and down.

Taichi was blinded by pleasure. It was better than him just masturbating thinking of Takaaki. Taichi raised his crotch into Takaaki's mouth with his head thrown back. He was a mess underneath Takaaki's skilled tongue. "A-Ah! Takaaki, please.."

Takaaki hummed. He lapped his tongue around Taichi's tip one last time before removing himself from him. Taichi stared up at him in confusion, "S-Something wrong?" Taichi asked. "Nah, nothing. Uhm…I'm going to ride you, if that's fine." Takaaki said, cheeks flushing red. "Y-Yeah, it's fine…" Taichi's cheeks were also flushed red.

"Let me get something…hold on." Takaaki said as he got off the bed to check his bag. Taichi laid there, thoughts racing. He was really doing this and with his best friend, too. His heart was pounding fast, he was excited. Especially since it was with Takaaki, he wouldn't have had it any other way.

Takaaki threw him something. "There we go, found it!" He said happily. "Good thing I have one in case something happens." Takaaki laughed as he said that. Taichi looked at what was given to him in confusion. He realized that it was a condom, "Why do you just have a condom in your school bag?" Taichi asked in confusion.

"No reason." Takaaki lied, clearly embarrassed. He took a seat on Taichi's lap again. "Here, let me put it on ya." Takaaki said as he grabbed the condom and opened the packaging. He pulled out the rubber from its packaging, then looked at Taichi. "Still wanna continue?" He asked.

Taichi nodded.

He nodded as well, slipping the condom on Taichi's twitching cock. "Great, now we don't have to worry about pregnancy." Takaaki jokingly said, winking. Takaaki moved himself above Taichi's cock, positioning himself and then slowly sliding down. The two groaned. 'Ah, shit…' Takaaki muttered, moaning.

Taichi put his hands on Takaaki's hips, raising Takaaki up and then sliding him back down. More moans spilled from the raven's mouth. Thick eyebrows drawn together, eyes squeezed shut. He moved up and down on Taichi's cock, loving how it felt in his clit. Maybe he was being biased, but having sex with Taichi was better than with anyone else.

"Sh-Shit. Ah, Taichi…" Takaaki moaned. Taichi laid there, sprawled out, groaning. It was so warm, so good. Being inside Takaaki felt wonderful, better than he could ever imagine.

Taichi thrusted his hips up to meet with Takaaki's. The boy above him moaned louder as their pace quickened. "Taichi! Taichi! Yes! Fuck me, fuck me!" The raven moaned. His clit was getting more wet with their movements. "Aki…shit, you feel so good." Taichi groaned.

Takaaki found himself on his back, having switched their spots on the bed. Taichi was on top of him, thrusting into him. His thrusts weren't perfect given that it was Taichi's first time, but they made Takaaki a mess. "Baby, please, harder. Fuck me harder!" Takaaki screamed, wrapping his arms around Taichi's neck, arching his back. Taichi hesitantly thrusting in a more rougher manner. He raised one of Takaaki's legs to get a better angle.

"AH! YES! YES!" Takaaki screamed in pleasure. His head was thrown back, moans growing louder. "TAICHI! AH! MM–HAAH!" Takaaki spread his legs more, inviting Taichi to just take him. He threw his dignity aside, wanting to whore himself to the boy above him. Taichi grabbed both of his legs from the thighs, his grip so tight they might bruise. He continued to piston himself in Takaaki's (currently being) abused clit.

"Shit…Aki you look so cute like this. Almost slutty-like…" Taichi mumbled in his ear. Takaaki just continued to moan loudly. "A-Am I a good slut…?" Takaaki forced out in an even voice. "So good, perfect even."

Takaaki loved the praise. It made him whimper. He loved being praised while also being degraded by his lovely Taichi.

Taichi's thrusts became erratic, hard and fast. The two were so close to reaching climax. "Taichi…please, bite me. AH!" Takaaki requested, moaning and whining. Bite him? The nerd blushed. Taichi lowered himself to reach Takaaki's neck. He bit at the flesh, causing Takaaki to jolt in pleasure. "KEEP GOING! MAKE ME YOURS!" He heard him scream.

And he did. He bit down hard on whatever he could reach. Takaaki's whole left side from his neck to his shoulders was covered in bite marks or hickies. It really turned Taichi on. "I'm so close, Aki." He murmured, kissing Takaaki passionately. Takaaki moaned into his mouth, gripping tightly at his hair as Taichi continued to thrust into him harshly.

"Ah! Mm…AHH! S-Same here."

The sounds of skip slapping was dizzying. The harsh thrusts making Takaaki go crazy. "Ohh…AH! TAICHI! DON'T STOP!" Takaaki screamed. His clit was aching from all the abuse. He was definitely going to feel this the next day.

Takaaki moaned, screaming Taichi's name when he came. He laid on the bed, limp. He was tuckered out. Taichi kept going in a slower pace, chasing his own orgasm. Takaaki whimpered. "Fuck…Taichi. Ah." Takaaki silently moaned. Taichi groaned lowly when he came. Releasing himself in the condom. The two panted in exhaustion.

Taichi slowly pulled out and collapsed on the bed next to Takaaki. "Uhm…how was it?" He asked shyly. Takaaki smiled at him, turning to his side. "It was great for your first time." Takaaki complimented, holding onto Taichi. "That's gotta be uncomfortable." Takaaki said as he looked at Taichi's uniform shirt that was still on him. "Let me take it off."

He unbuttoned the shirt and marveled at the sight before him. "My, you look better like this. Do you mind?" Takaaki asked as he kissed Taichi's shoulder. "I-I don't mind."

Takaaki nodded, then bit into Taichi's shoulder. His skin was so soft. "Hey, wanna go for another round?" Takaaki asked.

"S-Sure."

"Good. Got a question, how much do you trust yourself in pulling out in time?" Takaaki asked as he smoothed his hands around Taichi's chest. He squeezed Taichi's pectorals, biting him again. "U-Uh, I'm not sure." Taichi answered honestly.

"Alright then. I'll just put my trust in you."

Taichi nervously looked to the side. Takaaki continued his biting. "M-Might I– ah– ask what the wrapping is for?" Taichi asked through gasps and moans. Takaaki removed himself from Taichi's shoulder, still keeping his hands on Taichi's chest. Takaaki's face was blank. "They're for my chest."

"But…uhm, what are they for?" Taichi repeated.

"My tits, what else?" Takaaki answered bluntly.

Oh. Yeah, that made sense. Given how Takaaki didn't really have male anatomy down there, it made sense to…have a female chest. "It seems uncomfortable." Taichi said. "I'm used to it. What? You want me to take them off, ya perv?!" Takaaki yelled, brows furrowed. He was joking of course, but Taichi stiffened.

"O-Oh. Um. M-Maybe…s-sorry, you don't have to if you don't want to." Taichi said. Takaaki mischievously smirked. "Really, now? My, my. You're so cute, I love you." Takaaki kissed his friend. Their kiss full of passion and hunger. Takaaki took Taichi's hands into his and moved them to his back. Basically telling Taichi to remove the wrapping himself.

Takaaki moaned softly, cupping Taichi's face. "Do it." He said with a whine, then kissed him again. Takaaki's moans were intoxicating. Taichi removed the wrapping, gently and hesitantly. They pulled apart, panting. Taichi was able to see them better, and his face turned redder by the second.

They weren't anything special, but Taichi really seemed to be entranced by them.

"Like what you see?" Takaaki asked through pants. Taichi impulsively took them in his hands and gave them a squeeze. Takaaki gasped in surprise. "Perv…" Takaaki said aloud. Taichi just smiled at him.

Takaaki found himself back on his back, Taichi's hands fiddling his breasts as he kissed everywhere and anywhere that he could reach. "They're soft. And nice." Taichi praised through kisses. "Shut up…" Takaaki nervously said.

Takaaki let out a breathy moan when Taichi's warm breath hit his neck. At this point, it was bruised and marked up so much it looked like he was an absolute whore. But then Taichi remembered that, yes, it was true. He actually was. And it made him jealous.

"…I love you, Takaaki. More than anything else." Taichi said as he gave Takaaki's breasts another squeeze. "I know. Taichi." Takaaki felt Taichi's cock brush up against his thigh. He wanted Taichi stick it in again. He wanted to really feel that love. To feel the warmth his best friend had.

Warmth that all the other guys he's ever been fucked by didn't have. Because they didn't have Taichi's love. All they wanted was a nice fuck to get their kicks and leave Takaaki alone. Then he'd get his hair pulled by all the girls in their school because here came Takaaki Ishimaru, Teacher's Pet, who was nothing else than a lousy whore who got fucked by one of their boyfriends.

It wasn't his fault.

It was in his genes.

It wasn't his fault all the other guys in his school loved him only physically. Because he had a feminine body, a slutty one, too. It wasn't his fault he had an attractive body. It wasn't his fault people wanted to see the Teacher's Pet break his usual demeanor and stuck up attitude with pleasure. It wasn't his fault he could be taken advantage of by all the guys in their school because he easily let his guard down.

It wasn't his fault even the teachers in their school wanted him.

But they didn't want him the way Taichi wanted him. Taichi wanted him for him. For who Takaaki was.

"Please, Taichi. Love me." Takaaki whispered before kissing him again. Lips that have kissed so many others…Takaaki hated that about himself. He wished he was the perfect Takaaki Taichi probably wanted. One that hadn't whored himself out to the entire school for all men and women alike.

"Of course." Taichi murmured.

He hugged Taichi, wrapping his legs around his friend's waist. He wanted to cry into Taichi's shoulder. But it was okay. Taichi was there, Taichi will always be there for him. Like he always had. He felt Taichi slowly enter him. He whined and moaned, holding Taichi tighter.

Taichi slowly rocked him, back and forth as the two of them held each other in their arms. It was completely different from their previous round. It was tender and sweet. Like Taichi knew how he was feeling. His thrusts were slow, but loving. Takaaki gasped and moaned softly. "T-Taichi…mm…"

"You feel tense…like something is bothering you. Aki, you okay?" Takaaki let Taichi go, falling onto the bed. Just so he can look at Taichi. "Do you really love me? Or are you like the others? Please…be honest." Takaaki pleaded. Takaaki moaned as Taichi continued with his thrusts.

"Aki…"

"P-Please. Don't lie to me. Ah." Takaaki arched his back as he felt Taichi's entire cock in him. It felt so good. "I love you, Aki. I really do. I love everything about you. I promise." Taichi held Takaaki's hand in his, kissing it. "How romantic." Takaaki hugged him again, gasping as he felt Taichi's pace quicken a bit. But it was still loving. "A-Ahhh. MM! Haah…Taichi. More. Please. Stick it all in."

And Taichi did.

It felt so good. Just the two of them. Moaning and groaning. Holding each other like if their lives depended on it. His back hit the headboard of Taichi's bed as Taichi was sitting on his knees, holding Takaaki up by his thighs. Fucking him so good. The creaking of the bed was loud and just rang in their ears as Takaaki moaned.

"Harder." Takaaki demanded.

Taichi nodded and pulled out. Then thrusted back in, roughly. Along with the creaking, the smacking of skin grew louder. "AH! TAICHI! BABY– FUCK!" Takaaki moaned. They found themselves on the cold hard floor as Taichi fucked into him mercilessly. Takaaki felt tears prick the corners of his eyes.

Taichi saw how Takaaki's breasts bounced on his chest with each thrust. How Takaaki's face was filled with pleasure. "Ohh…" Takaaki moaned lowly, arching his back. "S-So good. Taichi, you feel…so g-good. FUCK!" Takaaki softly moaned out. He threw his head back, screaming Taichi's name.

Taichi just watched Takaaki lose himself in pleasure. Takaaki held Taichi closely as Taichi continued, his moans growing louder and breathier. "I love you, Aki." Taichi murmured. The other teen grinned at him, dazed. "M-Me, too. Mm…"

Taichi continued until the two of them came with an equal volume of moans. Loud. Taichi quickly pulled out of Takaaki. He watched all his cum spill onto his bedroom floor. Takaaki breathed in, stretching. "That was good. Mm, I'm kinda tired. How're you feeling?" Takaaki asked his friend.

"I'm feeling great." Taichi smiled down at him and kissed his lips. The two broke apart, laughing. "Gee, we're such a mess. Gonna have to clean this up before your folks see when they get back." Takaaki said as he laughed. "Y-Yeah! Shit, my parents…we're gonna have to clean this up now. Uhm, can you get up?"

Takaaki nodded and sat up. He attempted to get up, but struggled a bit. "This is gonna be hard…uh. Don't worry, it's okay. Let's get this mess cleaned up." Takaaki said with a slight grin and stood up fully. He quickly grabbed his and Taichi's clothes. "Let's get dressed first at least."

Taichi nodded and grabbed his clothes from Takaaki. "So…about what just happened. Will this become anything…more?" Taichi asked. Takaaki stopped mid-way through pulling on his uniform shirt. He turned his head slightly, "Do you want this to be anything more?" Takaaki responded.

"I think so. But. Everyone is going to hate us. And you and Mariana seemed to be close!"

"Shit. There's nothing going on, we've been friends for years. It's nothing, Taichi." Takaaki kissed his cheek and continued to dress himself. "Just…if anything happens between us…I'm sorry." What did he mean by that? Taichi nodded anyways, "I understand, Aki." Takaaki nodded as well.

"So, uh…that was your first time? How do you feel, really feel?" Takaaki asked. "I feel…great. It was nice and I'm glad it was with you." Taichi leaned his head on Takaaki's back, wrapping his arms around his friend. Were they boyfriends? Or…still just friends? With benefits, maybe.

Takaaki smiled, though he felt sort of emotional. Maybe it's because of what he's done in the past. "Let's clean up this mess and finish our homework!" Takaaki announced, smiling still. "Great." Ah, there was his beloved Aki again. Taichi really loved him.

Tachi let Takaaki go and the two went into the bathroom to grab some cleaning supplies. Takaaki couldn't help but look at Taichi with a sort of longing. He yearned for the two of them to be close to each other like that again. Just the two of them, where everything and everyone just does away. Everything Takaaki had gone through, what he's done just disappears, because Taichi is there.

He really loved Taichi…

(Posted per request of my friend @emiko-chan-is-here)

[cgetbrmj]

A Cget update: I have technically graduated :)) I still have exams and there's a couple weeks of leeway to get any unfinished assignments in for some classes, but as far as actually attending classes - I'm done!! Which is really crazy and neat and super cool and also quite scary and unfamiliar because wow doesn't time just fly by?

Anyway, what this should mean is fics being posted again soon! Ofcourse life is still hectic as usual and I won't lie, I have a lot of stuff going on, but after next week I should be fully done with school stuff for good, so I'll have more time to work with regardless :) I've been looking forward to posting for so so long now - craving it I swear - but I've had no time to edit, let alone start writing new fics. Hopefully some new fics will make their way to the surface in the next couple weeks though!!! :))))

Ps. For anyone following along with the caregiver crush/ cute guy who's been becoming a close friend/ a tiny bit of a normal crush aswell, story - still going strong! I'll see him again this week since I need to return stuff (and clean my art space bcuz yikes) but last week on everyone's last "official" day I ended up staying late and we hung out again and it was a lot of fun, I genuinely really like him. I ended up writing him a note/letter, as I did with a lot of people and he immediately pinned it on his wall and thought it was sweet which was so reassuring because I feel like that kinda thing doesn't always land with people lol, and I got to give him a hug before I left too and let me say - he's an incredibly good hugger. He's only just taller than me to like notice a height difference and it felt very safe. Very very good hugger. We also maybe made vague plans of a movie night at some point in the future?? Idk?

[void-rainbow]

sad

i've never deleted things i've put up

on ao3

just did so

wanted to very soon after posting

want to post it again later

wondered if it would delete the comments from my inbox too. it's true. they're gone

feel like anything anyone ever gives me is a sacred gift. i never get rid of them. i will hoard them. i will save any tiny scrap two second drawing. i will cherish any small note

every part of me feels like to delete is taking any comments and kudos from people and tearing them up and stomping all over them as if they are worse than dirt to me

had to ask the people who left comments how they felt

and

i dunno i ran out of antidepressant days ago due to a pharmacy mix up

dunno how much that drives my emotions

i am sad

i am crying

though i know i wanted to get rid of it before

it is the most depressing thing going through my head

ig

there are other horrible things in my head too but this is the most active thing to focus on and cry about

rather than long term traumas and pains that haunt me in my waking and sleeping hours but aren't actively having anything related to them happening right now

just want this all to be over with

want to finish my fic

cuz it's not finished

published fic that wasn't truly finished

just want to finish it and then it will be out properly

(even though it will haunt me forever that i put out fic unfinished and i can never fix first impressions)

(hoping it haunts me less than having bad version still existing)

but my brain won't work

no matter how much i try to write lately and have some kinda drive for it

only chaos notes

if that

nothing resembling real writing

brain just won't work

and no beta to help

will just

be haunted

by fic

for a while

ig

i dunno i'm sad and my brain is affected by things i can't fix

i don't even know if i like antidepressants but withdrawal is terrible no matter what

ramble in the sadness not knowing my own emotions well

i just want to be sad with other people but why am i so sad about this

coming to bother others with nothingness

can we just curl up and hug and cry and nap and be sad

maybe i don't have important reasons but i want to ask for it anyway

[namistrella]

Nami’s 2023 Fandom Goals

Oooookay I am putting this out into the Tumblr void for some semblance of accountability because I usually tell my family my goals but unfortunately they do not know about the whole “writing gay smut” thing. (With the exception of my spouse, who knows all my secrets and then some, and gets both my regular goals and my fandom goals!)

Writing goals

1. Finish my first completed book-length fic! An easy goal to start with because I’m 1 chapter away from a finished draft of Trace a Line for @amywaterwings :) It’s looking to be about 50-55k when it’s done.

2. Get the bulk of my wips posted, even if they’re unfinished! I spent an hour tallying it all up and I have OVER 250k of UNPUBLISHED words. Unpublished!!! I want to edit, polish, and post as much of it as I can, and let readers choose whether they want to read something with an undetermined completion date or not. (I plan to complete all of them eventually, but with so many wips I have to pick and choose which to prioritize.) Anyway there’s lots of stuff in there, for like 5 different fandoms. Should be fun:)

3. Finish my 2021 COBB!! (Love Laid Bare). Well, finishing is a potentially-too-ambitious goal for one year because the outline is shaping up to be a 90k fic, but I’d like to at least make some significant progress toward completing it. I’ve been postponing because the early parts need some major reworking. But compared to two years ago, I feel I have enough energy, time, and skill now to tackle it and fix the problem spots.

Reading goals

1. Leave more comments! I’m going to try to comment on every fic I read. Might miss a few but I’m going to try!! A related goal is to be less self-conscious about comments, too. Some of them are going to be rambly and maybe I will scare some authors. Some of them might just be strings of emoji or keysmash. But the point is that I’m going to leave more comments!

2. Download my all time favorite fics, format them w/ pretty covers, and save them to my Kindle. I’ve already done this with a lot of them but I’m still missing a bunch, so I want to finish this.

3. Make a dent in my marked for later?? Is this another too-ambitious goal?? Maybe. There’s hundreds of fics in there. HUNDREDS UPON HUNDREDS. Jesus christ I don’t even want to look at the number of pages it is. But I KNOW there’s some real gems in there so I’m going to finally read them! Or at least I am going to try!

Other goals

1. Do some digital drawing tutorials! I did art all the way through school, up through college (mostly watercolor landscapes and mixed media/abstract stuff) so I’m not completely inexperienced, but digital drawing has always felt awkward to me, and drawing people specifically is NOT something I am good at. (anatomy??? don’t know her.) So I’d like to get better at drawing people, and drawing them on my ipad. Simply for purposes of being able to put my blorbos and silly little guys in situations.

2. Participate more in fandom communities. I’ve been kinda MIA the last two years because I was really not in a good mental place for a really long time. 2022 was one of the most difficult years I’ve ever had. But things are looking up and I’m doing MILES better than this time last year so I have more social energy to spend, and I’d like to spend it on my fandom friends! so you may see me pop out of hiding in discord more often :)

[larcenywrites]

How are you feeling?? Are you okay?? You write so much for us every day, but we don't even ask how you... I hope all is well!

Aw tysm for the thoughts 🥹🥹❤️❤️ Honestly? Yeah, it’s pretty great! Back when I started this (June 2022 was it? I know it hasn’t been very long) I was already in a kinda not good place and writing kinda helped until a lot of stuff went downhill. And I wanted to write for this blog! I did! But I was really struggling and nearly every day I stared at all those unfinished works that had been promised months ago and felt shittier every time I had a page open for a whole day and wrote nothing, and figured no one probably cared anymore anyway but that was fine I guessed! And so I pushed stuff out when I randomly got a burst of energy, only to fall back into my slump days later even with the support a lot of my stuff got and still gets! Fast forward to, what, mid February this year? Also not long ago, after I worked on some things with some very good friends, and I found my love for writing again and for creating and for loving this character that I’ve loved literally my whole life! (Well almost, I was 8 when iron man 1 released lmao) and I didn’t want to lose that again!! And somehow I went from posting like once or twice every two weeks and then disappearing to posting like- every day- because I WANT to! In fact, it’s so hard because I so badly want to neglect my homework and studying to do this! To create and to indulge you guys and to create a world here 😭🤧❤️🥹

Sometimes it’s still hard because- well, like tonight, I promised myself when I get home I’m gonna write at least 600 more words for that one shot request I still haven’t pushed out! Aaaand then I got sidetracked with you guys because I genuinely love interacting with people who are just as insane as me?? That and I had to redo the Masterlist because links got fucked today and like right now I feel so bad that it’s not out and it’s been like probably almost a full two weeks since I got it :( and I have god idk how many hcs requests rn xD and I know I don’t have to, but sometimes I feel obligated to get things out ASAP or it’s something I super want to write about even though I’m already behind on this weeks IT homework! I still haven’t found a balance, and I’m a little anxious between it all sometimes, but honestly I’d say that getting back into this has pulled me out of my giant slump where I had no hobbies, or cares, or any kind of happy thoughts!

Sorry for the long rant, but genuinely like- your support and eagerness (as stressful as it can be at times 😂) has gotten me back into a hobby I forgot I loved so much! And I get to share it and build it with other people which much younger me always wanted to do and never figured I would because I was so shy and anxious! So yes, I’ve been doing great and in fact need to learn to chill out a little and allow myself to have some personal room from time to time 😂❤️

And I hope you guys like this series I’m planning out because I’m so excited to write it :D but I want to get out that request first and finish at least a few more hcs that have been sitting around before I do. Honestly even if you guys don’t like it, just like how some of my stuff I was so eager to write doesn’t get as much attention as others, I’ve started to learn how to just love what I do anyway and putting it out into the world means that I just put something loved and authentic out that someone in the future might appreciate! At least I did! And it helped me feel better for another day ❤️

[princessallura]

I have posted chapters five to seven for WMHS and that should suffice enough for my readers. I think I will pull away from that particular story to allow my muse time to outline the next three chapters for it. Besides, there are other stories I have that need more attention now than anything.

One of them is Every Time I Love You. I have had that story on the back burner for sooooo long that I have not touched it in over two years. 

Possibly three.

So yeah, that one needs to be worked on. I kinda wish I had been working on it for a while but my attention has been devoted to the rewrite for WMHS.  

You know it took me about - give or take - nearly ten years to even finish up To FInd You Again. It went through a massive rewrite just a few years ago. I would come home from work and write it. On days off, it was being worked on. I was happy when it finally finished before Covid. I want to say like a year beforehand. I could be wrong and the story was finished during Covid, but I would need to go back to see the final date. xD

I also have Long Lost Queen that needs attention. I have not decided how I am going to start that one. It may also go through another rewrite and maybe spark Musie into ideas.

A Jealous Betrayal -  that one needs a whole rewrite and a direction to take it too.

As you can see, many stories. Many unfinished. Some older one-shots may be looking at rewrites.

One being Hellhound. I still feel that one felt rushed. Like I needed to post it for the month of October simply because of Halloween. So, that may be another one in the reworks.

And the others? Maybe those too. I might be able to leave one of them alone, but we shall see what happens with that.

Anyway, it is nearly two in the morning here and I need to take my medication. See you all later on today. :D

[frosting-surfeit]

I didn't want to make the next sticker before i at least TRIED to search for better material but i couldn't help it (being unable to create because my computer broke is kinda sending me)

So we're already at sticker #2

Artfol did so much for me. I discovered it and gave it a try at just the perfect time. Just a few days before it seemed like every social went to shits in at least one way each and not long before ai came into the picture too, and sites like Deviantart started doing all kinds of unethical things.

I was fed up with every social i used to post my art on. Even as someone who learned the hard way how to stop caring about engagement, followers, traffic, lack of feedback and overall the struggle of being a small artist among many talented on the platform, and the platform itself making you feel useless/unheard... being on platforms not designed for artists or at least not for people ...hurt me beyond what i initially thought.

I wasn't even aware of how much joy i lost.

I slowly but surely stopped trying to engage. Because i dont just need a platform to post...i need a platform to look for other beautiful drawings, too. Made by people who have fun and are passionate and actually SHOW it.

Even without caring about engagement, i still didnt thrive on any online platforms as much as i craved. Because for me, that includes the small things, too. Like seeing more artists post to talk about the piece, their experiences or anything casual that wasn't a blank description with a few links at best, really.

I completely forgot how fun being an artist and being on a platform can be.

On artfol it didn't feel like i was posting on a gallery or in an algorithm that worked against me. It felt like i was just...sharing. In a community. The people on artfol really did make the platform what it was for me too.

All i've ever wanted was actually just some feedback every now and then, i actually got it. Without having to care about the walls that took me from it, like creating the perfect thumbnail to lure people in or finding the best tags. Anyone quickly moved on anyway from the most part. Liking at best.

Beginners are welcomed.

I knew i felt at home the moment i realised it had been YEARS since i felt like sharing wips/shitposts/unfinished work on one of my main art accounts

Overall i didn't even realise how much i needed a platform like this one to post art. I was on the verge of just... keeping my art to myself. Huge shoutout to duchess celestia, she's the reason i discovered the app.