#super self indulgent

[moominsuki]

bakugou is definitely someone who can’t love or be truly intimate someone until he’s known them for an uncomfortable amount of time. that’s why he’s the perfect candidate for falling in love with a childhood friend or a longtime colleague.

don’t get it twisted - he has probably been with a few women here and there (flings and such) but it’s not even in his character to sleep with women a.k.a the pump and dump. he thinks it’s degrading and he doesn’t particularly enjoy being with women he doesn’t have a strong connection to. the man just has urges.

he falls in love so randomly too - if it’s a childhood friend, it’s someone he always wanted/liked to a certain degree, he was just too pussy to say anything and life happens and they finally get to reignite that spark like nothing happened and this one is an adorable one because you’ve both known each other for a while and you’ve seen him through his awkward, angsty 5’7 bakugou stage and you adored him just as much as you did then and now - it helps he’s gorgeous and also a sweetie pie.

if it’s a colleague/coworker, then it happens when he’s slightly older and it’s someone who he’s had a thing for but, like aforementioned, bakugou hates to ruin a good thing and has a huge fear of rejection - even though you always fill up the coffee in the break room how he likes it, even though you let him pick you up to and from work, even though you literally kissed his cheek at a party. he chalks it up to you being tipsy and you eventually have to grab his face and just kiss him and it goes from there.

either way, bakugou actually takes his time with you - the road to intimacy is a bit slower because of how much he really likes you but you do end up doing the do (yay) and bakugou actually gets super overwhelmed during intimate sex with someone he really wants. it’s a very carnal desire that burns in him and it swallows him up whole.

it’s been a heavy day at work - bakugou feels a bit shitty and you offer a nice bath to loosen you both up. he obliges even though he doesn’t normally do baths because it’s you, duh.

you get in and so does he and it’s quiet - a few words of “you good, baby?” and “lemme wash your hair,” here and there. you’re not doing anything particularly profound but like aforementioned, intimacy makes bakugou’s dick chub up like crazy. you can feel it pressing into your butt and it’s endgame.

he takes you in missionary in his bed and you’re looking up at him, all wide eyed and glassy and a little drunk on him. bakugou prides himself in being an attentive and long lasting lover but when you wrap your legs around his lower back, your hands press into his shoulders and a few unshed tears in your eyes and pull his face down to kiss you with a ghost “i love you so much” resting on your lips does bakugou practically reel into you: red face in your neck and a guttural moan of your name and profanities slurred into one new word.

bakugou knows he’s entirely whipped: he can’t believe he’s ever slept with women casually when being intimate could feel like this, like a piece of your soul being pulled out by a succubus. only this succubus loves him and laughs at his jokes and cleans at his wounds and when she laughs, he feels like the world is a good place again.

when he reluctantly pulls back to see your face, he’s met with a smile that reaches your eyes and he falls in love with you all over again.

not before folding you in half to apologise for the early arrival.

[newnlovesjennie]

i feel i’m falling in love with all my heart

sanji/reader

cws: past abuse

tags: healing, vaginal fingering, gentle kissing, hurt/comfort, fluff, sanji is a sweetheart

summary: your patient boyfriend helps you through your journey of healing, one step at a time.

a/n: this is my first smut, so pleasee go easy on me :D

☆⋆。𖦹✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩°‧★☆⋆。𖦹✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩°‧

slender, pale fingers caress your face, cupping the chub of your cheek while your lover leans in deeper to indulge himself more in the depths of your mouth, the kiss you two share becoming deeper and deeper by the second.

sanji, for all his perverted tendencies, took his absolute time with you when it came to intimacy. he’s still recovering from the fact that you wanted him to be your boyfriend;

and he was no particular stranger to your past, he’d seen the way you tensed up when a certain man’s name was brought up, the way you’d flinch when he made any sudden movements. his heart shattered into a million pieces the moment he saw how guilt ridden and distraught you looked when you asked him at the start of your relationship if it’s okay if the two of you could take it slow, as if you were depriving him of something he was deserved. rest assured, he gave plenty of much needed reassurance that you’d be in complete control this time, that it would all go on your pace.

now, he could feel the two of you falling deeper and deeper into your shared frenzy, your tongue exploring his mouth and his hands had now moved to your waist. you two had been making steady progress in terms of intimacy, but had yet to breach the one, important base.

“can i touch you down there, my love?” sanji asked, breaking the kiss between the two of you. you were lying on your back, head to the headboard, embarrassingly grinding on his thigh. you nodded, diving back in to his kiss, one hand traveling down to remove your underwear.

slow and cautious as ever, he rubbed gentle circles on your clit, his delicate fingers getting to work on indulging the masterpiece that is your pussy. in between moans, soft kisses to your collarbone, and his other hand massaging the plush of your breast, you could feel yourself building up to your orgasm. you shot out your hand to stop his, hard at work at pleasing you.

sanji stilled, worried he’d gone too far, or that you’d start having flashbacks. but instead, you looked up at him with your soft, glossy eyes, and said his name, “sanji….” you panted, “i… i wanna go all the way this time. i-i want you to fuck me, sanji-kun.”

he certainly wasn’t expecting that, and his heart began beating fast at the potential prospect of being buried in you, finally being able to make love to you. another part was, of course, worried, “are you sure, ma chérie?” he asked, concerned on if you’d regret this later.

your hand that stilled his extracted his fingers from your warmth, interlocking your digits and pressing encouraging circles with the pad of your thumb. “i-i’ve been thinking about it for a while…. i’m-i’m ready now.” you said, with the tone of confidence he always loved hearing.

you had yet to delve into the past traumas that plagued you to sanji, but he decided you’d cross that road when you’d gotten there. he trusted you like no other, and accepted that you must have some plan in your head on how to go about all this. “all right, beauty.” sanji said, concealing his excitement about fucking you. this night was about you, more than anything.

“you’re my beloved, (name), and i’ll gladly treasure you until i die”, he breathes out, “any man who does otherwise is a fool and nothing less. you’re a treasure.”

[cheesesubmas]

Submas Adventure 2

[coeurify]

taking care of subby ellie.

Your girlfriend always held so much on her shoulders. The shaking bone of her upper body always sagged slightly at the invisible weight she put on them. Imaginary stone after stone of responsibility Ellie set on top of her nimble shoulders.

Stones you tried so desperately to push away, to clutch your hands around and throw off when she looked at you, when her breath sucked in and spilled the oversaid words “I’m fine, was just a long day.” After every long patrol, every bad day on the pathways of your home Jackson.

There was only so much you could do, especially with the stubborn green eyes of Ellie demanding there was nothing wrong most times. Never one to mope, nor admit she had a problem.

But sometimes, sometimes, when the sun beat down a little too hard— when people spoke a little too roughly— Ellie let you take care of her.

Her converse plodded into the small space of your home, floorboards creaking under the weight of the whole damn world Ellie liked to grip onto. She would call your name, so gently you didn’t always hear it.

Auburn hair moved as she waited patiently, her freckled face shifting as she looked around for you. Eventually, you always came. Your arms always wrapped around her, always pulled her stained jacket from her strong arms, always pushed her fallen hair behind her ears.

Usually, on the days Ellie let the stones be thrown off her shoulders, she ended up on your bed.

“You’re so beautiful, Els,” you would whisper, a gentle hand pressing onto her cheek in a way she usually believed she didn’t deserve.

“Let me take care of you,” you would hum carefully, fingers dancing around the button of her favorite jeans. “Let me show you how much I love you.”

Ellie, pretty, lovely Ellie, always let you. Her trembling fingers always found your hair as your face dipped between her thighs, showing your love through swipes of your tongue against her throbbing core.

“Had such a hard day,” Ellie would admit through ragged breaths.

“Don't worry about that,” you always cooed, staring at your girlfriend with a sense of adoration that made everything feel just a little lighter against her bones.

“I've got you baby, jus’ let go.”

And Ellie did. Only against your palm did that weight disappear. Only from your words did the auburn-haired girl let her body finally relax.

Everyone always expected her to be strong. To know what to do, where to go, and how to act. But you never did. You would guide her through everything, given the opportunity. If you could be the cause of one less frown, one less curl of her nervous fist, you would.

“Fuck,” Ellie always cried, her thighs squeezing between whatever you deemed the proper tool. Sometimes your fingers, sometimes your mouth.

“Feel good?” you would ask, wet lips pressing to her flushed cheek.

“Doing so good for me, baby, my best girl,” your lips usually released some sort of version of this into the air of your bedroom. Quiet and soft, only for you two to hear. Only to confirm to Ellie that she was doing enough. That her just being here was enough. Telling her, in your own way, that Ellie had nothing to prove to you.

When Ellie comes, you are convinced it's a cosmic event. Every soft whimper that sounds, every set of squeezed eyelids or sweaty forehead against your own as her walls clench around you, it’s undoubtedly the eighth wonder of this world.

“Please,” Ellie begged most days. Who were you to deny her? Who were you to stop the breaking dam of your girlfriend’s cunt, pouring over your fingers, onto your tongue, wherever you wanted... wherever she wanted.

“Go on, baby, come for me.”

Ellie didn’t let that weight ever disappear from her shoulders. Not unless she was with you.

[narwq]

uhm. Gay people.

[lizzyflowers]

I saw that one meme with DS!Nightmare and DS!Dream's faces slapped on pregnant women and it was really cursed, but it got me thinking.. what if it had lore...(aka real)? Something consumed right then and there at that moment and i went to the drawing app(procreate)... now i present you them but with a baby, p.s. this is super self-indulgent Also, this was also inadvertently caused by @1ka0oo when she made a drawing of DS!Nightmare and DS!Dream married lol (on twitter, since it's not posted on Tumblr, her twitter is @ashi_ashily. Go follow her!)(I personally apologise to my mutuals for having to see this but this is the person u followed):

Take what you will from this, the second picture with DS!Nightmare on the bottom right corner is from another timeline. But the other pictures are just him and Dream from the current timeline. Basically, what would happen if they just got married after they reconciled and began to get close.. Well, close enough that they got a baby now. No i will not explain myself, i don't know how my brain works either. More ramblings underneath:

What are the other's reactions to this? Ink is somewhat surprised, Cross is happy for Nightmare but at the same time wants to kill Dream, Error is just happy for them, Blue is... not surprised at all lol. Dream gets teased and bashed a lot by Cross and Error (most of the bashing comes from Cross) and Ink is just trying to process the information given to him right now (probably has a few existential crisis's because wow his boss has a child now does this change anything or what, he was not expecting this, first the marriage now the baby, what's happening anymore). Blue was kind of just waiting for it to happen, he's still somewhat banned from the castle but drops by here and there to talk to Nightmare and congratulate him or bother Dream. Dream immediately kicks Blue out whenever he sees him. Error probably knits clothes for the baby and Cross is going to be the best uncle/second-parent-figure that kid ever has. Random HC (Headcannon): Dream's wings are made of light right? I think that they'd get a flame like appearance to them when he gets incredibly upset or angry or just unstable. And if you're wondering how Nightmare got pregnant, uhhh, he's trans, but also magic, yeah. Nightmare hates everything and everyone because he's tired, he's grumpy and if Blue doesn't shut up he's going to kill him right then and there. He opts for more simpler clothing because he's too tired to clothe himself properly, and maybe he steals Dream's clothes or maybe just anyone's clothes because he just doesn't care at that point... Dream is more irritable but still patient, just very sleep deprived, more than usual anyway. Probably constantly worries about Nightmare and the baby, Nightmare feels a bit smothered by Dream's overprotectiveness but honestly just too tired to care. Oh yeah, that guy that Dream killed in the second drawing? I was originally going to expand on that with Nightmare arguing with Dream because Dream promised he wouldn't kill anyone or execute criminals anymore, but that happened impulsively so yeah..

This is super self-indulgent, i just like imagining them in post-reconciliation scenarios and what would happen if certain situations occurred. I just really like situations where it's just very domestic, or very painful and they're just trying to make do with it and heal from it.

[Fun Fact: It's my first time ever drawing DS! Cross, Error, Ink and Blue so i kinda had trouble figuring out how i wanted to draw them.. In the end i settled for something simple with a few minor changes, not that it's noticeable though]

[redherringz]

Did I write Stretch as a butler just for an excuse to put him in a suit? Maybe. Am ashamed? Nope.

I’m doodling all of them and realizing that Stretch is one of the only ones who actually wears the mansion uniforms… I think he secretly likes it.

Welcome to the Mad House!

[diavolo-is-babygirl]

MC x Diavolo headcanons in which mysterious, malevolent spirits are accidentally unleashed upon the Devildom, causing the demons to go full-blown feral. MC, with Solomon's help, manages to calm down Barbatos and the brothers, but Diavolo's in even greater danger than they were because an incredibly wicked spirit has possessed him.

Off MC and Barbatos go to save him. Diavolo's roaring in agony, clearing in excruciating pain, wrestling against a spirit that's eating his mind, heart and memories alive. MC rushes to him and hugs him like

Feral Diavolo tries to swat MC away but MC fights back and holds on, not wanting to let go of him. Even after Diavolo gives MC a hefty swat with his claws, bleeding MC hugs him and murmurs messages of comfort. MC then sings one of Diavolo's favorite songs while holding onto him, conjuring memories of his mother.

Diavolo snaps out of it. He notices MC's wound and is immediately heartbroken. MC makes it so their foreheads rest again each other, still singing despite their bleeding injury.

Diavolo, far too tired to do anything else, sobs.

[darlingmisa]

Love Me...

cw.. pure angst, unrequited love, hurt no comfort, no I'm not sorry

wc.. 285 (short ik)

It was a pain like no other. The type of pain you'd never wish on anyone else. One that felt like you'd been stabbed and left to bleed out with no one to discover you. That gut-wrenching feeling. How it made you want to rid your body of everything you'd ever eaten. The feeling of knowing you didn't have a chance. Watching her flirt and talk with everyone. Give everyone the attention that you wanted so badly for yourself. And no matter how hard you tried to drop hints to her about your feelings, it never worked in your favor. Every conversation led to her talking about the girl she was obsessing over at the time. But you would sit and listen. Encourage her to make a move. Smile through the conversation as if it didn't hurt so bad to know that you weren't the one she loved. That you were just a friend and not the girl who was always on her mind. Laughing with her only to go home and cry because you loved her oh so much but she just didn't see you that way. Sitting with her as she cried over her most recent heartbreak, telling you how horrible she'd been treated, and knowing that you would never hurt her in such a way. Holding her till she cried herself to sleep. Gently wiping her tears as she snored in your arms knowing these would be the only times you'd get to hold her like this. Knowing that she'd be with another girl within the next week, trying to get over the last. Knowing it wouldn't be you. Knowing that you would always be hers, but she could never be yours.

[lillyspeakz]

“Wil! Where are we going?” You asked, laughing through the sentence. One second you were editing a video for the boys to post on tiktok, the next your being dragged out of the dressing room and onto the stage. The lights blinded you for a couple seconds before they adjusted, seeing the room empty besides the crew in the back.

“You’re joining sound check! Here tap on the mic.” Wil pulled you over to the center of the stage, Mark stopping for a second to let you get used to the speakers.

As you tapped on the mic, it made a thud sound each time, alerting you that it was in fact on. “Ok good! Now put these in,” Wil held out a pair of earplugs to you, running to grab his guitar as you placed them comfortably. “Wanna sing some stuff?” Wilbur asked you with a smirk, looking over at Joe and Ash who were sitting at the wings, waiting for the go ahead that they were starting.

You smiled at him as you shook your head at the idea. “ I’m not going to be doing you any justice, I hope you know.”

“Nonsense! You helped me with those beautiful backing vocals in my songs so I think I’ve got it in the bag darling.” Wil said as he tuned his guitar, Ash and Joe playing random riffs to warm up. You blushed at his compliment, shaking your head as you bit your lip.

“What’s first?” You said as you bent down to look at the set list, smiling at something so familiar yet it seemed distant.

“Should be One day?” Wil questioned, joining you as he skimmed the list. Looking over at you, he saw you smile fondly at the piece of paper. The band hasn’t been on tour in a bit due to conflict, but they pushed through and finally got back on track. You were proud of each of them, no matter what anyone else said. You stuck with Wil through everything, knowing what was right and wrong. Encouraged him to do things differently than before to not only help himself but the people around him. You loved him, and he knew it, and he loved you just as much.

“You alright darling?” Wilbur whispered to you as he squatted down to make eye contact with you. Looking over at him, you smiled at him as you nodded, standing up fully as he followed.

“Yeah! So does this mean I’m the new lead singer?” You exclaimed as Wilbur laughed at your excitement, the rest of boys joining.

“I’ll think about it… depends if you show me up.”

“Oh they will-“

“Mark I swear-” Wil got cut off as Mark and Ash started playing, you’re laugh carrying through the space.

As you sang and screamed lyrics, Wil joining you on the mic next to him, you jumped and bounced around the stage. Wil bounced over to you, joining you as you both sang into the mic, smiles covering your face.

As the song came to an end, you huffed and panted as you fell to the floor. “Never mind, I’m good. I’ll stick to editing and taking photos of you guys.” Your statement earned a laugh from everyone in the room as it was said through the mic.

“You did good love, wanna do another one or just watch?” Wil asked as he helped you up, laughing as you huffed once more and nodded at him.

“I’ll do another one as long as it’s I’ll look good when I’m sober yeah?” You asked as Wil nodded at you and tuned his guitar once again.

“Sir yes sir.”

“Thank you.” You smiled at him, being returned with one back, enjoying the little moments with them as much as you could.

[schrodingers-romy]

REVERSE AU SELFSHIP SNIPPETS

[Reverse AU: alternate universe where I am fictional and my f/os selfship with me]

Choso

✧ Was introduced to my media by Yuuji.

✧ Is immediately and startlingly enamored with me

✧ Makes his way to social media for the first time for fandom stuff

✧ Learns about selfshipping there

✧ Stays up at 3am arguing with my haters on reddit (gets banned from the subreddit).

✧ "My Wife" <- talking to a normal person about his fictional character he's obsessed with, completely straight faced

✧ Romy Shrine ™

Takashi

✧ More subtle with his affections

✧ Starts casually watching my media with his friends

✧ Sucks at using a computer, so he isn't too involved in larger fandom

✧ Has a sketchbook under his mattress marked 'DESIGN IDEAS' where he stores his gushing and his doodles

✧ Uses social media occasionally to look at gifs/news about my media

✧ Posts his own content in doodle dumps; is known for extremely detailed traditional drawings about me in various outfits

✧ Tries to hide his obsession from his friends

✧ Plays it casual when he receives my figure for his bday but I sit on his side table anyways

✧ His friends are shocked that I am his type so they bully him for his little fictional crush (lovingly)

Kakashi

✧ Usually doesn't get super attached to characters, but I'm different

✧ Keeps thinking of me for weeks, goes in search of more content

✧ Discovers fandom and stays up until dawn reading fanfiction

✧ Ao3 user Romys-Loving-Husband

✧ Is known for dropping the most stunning tens of thousands of words alternate universe reader-insert fics with romance and drama and smut and everything

✧ Writes these fics during office hours

Ryusei

✧ That one freak

✧ Will reblog fanart of me with pages of graphic tags

✧ "No lube, no protection, etc."

✧ Grainy screenshot of my hips with caption: "Look at those hips...God i want to breed them so bad unghh 🥵😈👅🍆💦🍑"

✧ Posts vent posts late at night about wishing I was real so I could hold him when he's sad and kiss him and care for him (deletes these by the morning)

✧ Does goofy little selfship doodles

✧ Has a body pillow and will NOT hide it when guests come over

Shion

✧ "Ahaha I'm not a fanboy" <- guy who rewatches my scenes while grinning and kicking his feet late at night

✧ Once punched a gangmember who said I was a lame character

✧ *sees gumwrapper on the ground* reminds me of them...yearning sigh

✧ More of a fandom consumer than a contributer

✧ Made us in the sims (yes he added on The Extension)

✧ Romy Shrine 2 Electric Boogaloo

✧ Got upset he couldn't make his hair in couple's picrews

✧ Cried with joy when he received his first selfship com

[faithinlouisfuture]

saw these on twitter today and 👁️🫦👁️ *🔥combusts🔥*

[lilacical]

祝大家龙年快乐!!!🧧🍊🐉🎉🥳

[nimbasac1ty]

RIKA X OC ONE SHOT

Love On The Beach

Synopsis: Rika has been pursuing Lali since she first met her but it seems Lali is too airheaded to see that Rika likes her.

The sun shined brightly on the blazing Saturday, signaling that today was a perfect day to be in the house or to be in the water instead of just walking around. The Wattrels were squawking loudly as they flew towards the coast where many people were to cool down from the summer heat. Children, Adults, Teenagers and most importantly, Pokemon are running around the shore. There are stands for ice cream, fruit, sandwiches and more along the beach.

The beautiful elite four member, Rika, is rolling her stuff to the beach for a chance to relax. Surprisingly, she was able to take the day off to relax with her pokemon. Well...that was true, but she is also here at the beach as a “date” with the cute girl that she had met at Katy’s bakery. It wasn’t really an official date, more like a hang out because though Rika flirted with her, it seemed like her flirting went right over the woman’s head and it appeared that she thought that Rika wanted to be friends instead of potential girlfriends. But that’s okay because Rika will woo this woman with her natural good looks and charm!

As Rika is setting up her spot for her and her “date”, people started walking up to the Elite Four Member to get autographs and talk to her. She smiled to be polite and signed things for people and sent them on their way after a bit of talking. Being an Elite Four member is going to garner up attention. Kids and Adults all look up to you in some way so of course people would come up to her and her other fellow members.

After dealing with all the people, she pulled her rotom phone out to text the woman she was here to meet. But she had seen a message pop up as soon as she brought her phone out.

Lali: I’M HERE RIKAAA! ^_^

Rika smiled happily at the message and replied back with a quick “Ok!” and then sent another message saying that she set up her stuff and she should see the Clodsire umbrella that Lali gifted the green haired woman. Lali was cute like that, she loved to give cute items that people would like, she loved to type emoticons in her texts and most of the time, she typed in all caps to show how excited she was. Rika loved that about the woman. She is simply cute and kind and that’s honestly the best combo.

While she was thinking about how cute Lali is, she heard someone gasp and yell her name. Low and behold, it was the very woman whom she was daydreaming over.

“Rika, you look so cute!” Lali praised and clapped her hands with a smile. Rika is wearing a black swim shirt and diglett swim shirts that Lali had given her. Lali’s smile was bright and happy as she saw the shorts. “I knew you would love those swim shorts! I’m glad I got them for you.” The tall woman beamed.

“Yeah! I love them. You always have a good eye, pretty.” The other woman flirted as she took in the sight of the tall woman. Lali had her long curly black hair in two pigtails that still reached past her shoulders. Her dark brown skin was glowing in the sunlight and she had a wide smile on her face. The woman had on a swimsuit cover up so she could walk from her apartment to the beach. “She is so pretty even with the cover up on. Too pretty for this world.” The green haired woman thought and stared at her.

“Hehe you always call me pretty! You are so sweet. I’m so glad to have a friend like you!” Lali exclaimed and is setting her stuff down and rummaging through her bag. Rika grimaced at the word “friend”. All the thoughts she had about the other woman were definitely not on the vibe of friendship. Now Rika was no means shy at all and she could have told Lali that she wants to date her instead of just flirting, but she wanted to wait for the perfect time. She has had past relationships with women but they didn’t end well. She wants this time to be different because Lali is a woman that she wants to have a lifetime with. She is exactly her type and she doesn’t want to screw things up and things not work out. They met early January and have just been hanging out as much as they can with Rika’s busy schedule, so they had enough time to get to know each other. Rika wondered if Lali even liked girls though. She never asked her which was kind of dumb because she should know if she even has a chance with the woman.

“Oh!” Rika quickly looked up when Lali said that. “What’s wrong?” Rika asked and set her bag down.

“I forgot to take my coverup off! This is the beach so I should show off my swimsuit!” Lali quickly pulled her cover up dress above her head and smiled. “Do you like it? It’s pink and it’s Jigglypuff themed!” It sure was. Lali wore a pink Jigglypuff themed bikini and you could see all her cute chubbiness and curves. Rika blushed slightly and her eyes ran along every inch of her body. She knew the tall woman would choose a pink swimsuit because it is her favorite color and most of her outfits were pink. Lali waved in front of Rika’s face.

“Rika? You okay? Your face is turning red!” Lali said worriedly, “Is the heat getting to you?”

Rika quickly snapped out of her thoughts of Lali and her cuteness and played it off with a chuckle. “You just look so cute and beautiful, Lali. I love your swimsuit. It is so perfect for you, babe.” Rika explained and made sure to add a cute nickname at the end in hopes that Lali would catch on to her flirting. As cute as Lali is, she sure is a bit…airheaded but that was a part of her charm.

Rika heard a hitch of breath and she looked up at Lali after departing from her thoughts for the second time. The shorter woman’s eyes widened a fraction as she gazed at the taller woman’s face. Lali’s face was flustered and she was gazing down at Rika shyly.

The Elite Four member had a thought of confusion as she gazed into Lali’s eyes. “Did...Did she finally get that I was flirting with her?” She thought and couldn’t help a small blush coming onto her cheeks. “I’ve only called her pretty before but I guess babe is more than “friendly”, right?” So many thoughts went through the woman's mind and she started grinning a bit because now she had a perfect read on the cute woman she is trying to pursue.

“Rika…” Lali finally spoke, “Um…forgive me if this is me assuming and being silly but is this supposed to be a date rather than a hangout?”

Rika gulped a little bit when she asked that. “Come on Rika what happened to your confident persona! Ughhhh…this woman will be the death of me!” She quickly gathered herself and cleared her throat.

“Yeah that was kinda what I was going for. Would you like it to be a date?” Honestly asking that question made her a little nervous but she needed to ask it to make sure.

Just then Lali’s face broke into a bright happy smile and she hugged Rika to her body. “YES!! Yes!!! I would love it if this could be a date!” She replied with so much glee.

Rika’s eyes widened a bit and her face also broke out into a happy smile. She embraced the woman, returning the hug with so much glee. She laughed happily along with the other woman and she leaned up on her tippy toes, pressing a kiss on her forehead.

“I’m glad! So I guess that makes you mine now, right?”

“Mmhm! Yours forever and always!”

Rika’s face hurt from smiling so much and she buried her face in Lali’s neck. That was all she wanted.

Extra Bit

Rika: You know at first I thought you didn't have any romantic interest in me.

Lali: Huh? But I’ve always liked you! You are awesome, love!

Rika: You’re awesome too, my love. I’ve liked you since the beginning as well.

[regression-1863]

MY OWN TADC AU!!!

Kinda :’D it’s more like outfit swap maybe? But not really?

Okay always! This is a kinda joke au based on my two cannibal oc’s (which I have posted about them before, Anna and emmet my beloved <3) and I basically put them in each others outfits and made some mini comics for them :>

I’m trying to go for slight dark comedy vibes kinda?

Story takes place in 1970s with both of them as college students, and ragatha being the cannibal while Jax is a stalker? Kinda? He’s good at gathering information on people and she essentially blackmails him into working for her and way later on they fall in love <333 (very much toxic relationship never let anyone partner treat you like this

Here’s another comic that I didn’t bother adding words too

Basically she’s like “stalk Caine for reasons” and he’s like “wat.”

Again, please don’t take this too seriously, this is just for fun :>

(The oc’s in question under the cut)

My silly goobers :>

[pampulonad]

literLy fucking dying imagining this right now but hfgjgng

um. hi. im a whore for people in positions of power having their stomachs growl. thx.

new fave’s a bit of a busy gal, got a lot on her plate yknow? there’s probably some chances she’ll get too busy trying to finish up work and then it’s past lunch

sooooo… obviously her being her. she strolls into my office to check deadlines and such, but she lingers on purpose. looking over my shoulder to nitpick

and her stomach growls right in my ear~

she’s initially surprised before she catches my face beet red. i’ve unknowingly played right into her trap of teasing me. and right before she leaves she just whispers low right into my ear

“oh, i forgot to eat lunch today~”

and she saunters out my office door, pausing for one last remark that’s salt in the wound:

“try not to get too distracted now, dear~ your deadline’s in a week~”