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coquelicoq · 4 years ago

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tfw u turn 30 and begin to question everything u ever thought u knew but like.........not bc ur having an existential crisis brought on by the inexorable march of time but rather bc u gain the ability to read minds and other ppl keep thinking nice thoughts about u?? wtf

cherry magic x text posts, part 1

[Image description: 10 stills from the Japanese drama "Cherry Magic" with tumblr text posts edited in. Each still has an IrozukuSubs watermark in the top right corner.

Image 1: A still from episode 1 of Adachi holding his hands palm up and staring straight into the camera in dismay. The text post is by tumblr user 214214214214 and reads "everything happens for a reason but like, what the fuck"

Image 2: A still from episode 1 of Adachi looking to the side in confusion while touching a tuft of hair sticking out from the other side of his head. The text post is by tumblr user bpdtransprince and reads "I cannot imagine someone actually like loving me??? wanting to be with me?? dating me?? unfathomable & also impossible"

Image 3: A still from episode 1 of Kurosawa bracing himself on the wall of the elevator with Adachi underneath him. Their mouths are slightly open and they are making eye contact. The text post is by lluviagf and reads "sometimes the heart's like !!!!!!!! and there's nothing you can do about it"

Image 4: A still of Adachi scratching his head and looking stressed after Kurosawa confesses and leaves in episode 7. The text post is by nilabstract and reads "Give me a few days to overthink about it"

Image 5: A still from episode 2 of Kurosawa standing frozen in his living room staring at Adachi, who is wearing pajamas with his back to the camera. The text post is by sequals and reads "when u highkey want someone but u tryna be lowkey"

Image 6: A close-up of Kurosawa and Adachi in the office in episode 1. Kurosawa's eyes are closed and his head is tilted away from Adachi. Adachi, who is slightly out of focus, is looking over at Kurosawa. The text post is by insomnia-arrest and reads "*advances your plot by being gay for you*"

Image 7: A still of Rokkaku, Kurosawa, and Adachi eating dinner in Adachi's apartment in episode 6. Rokkaku is wiping Adachi's face with a napkin while Kurosawa glares at him from across the table. The text post is by foodtrucker and reads "please don't flirt with people i secretly like it's rude and disrespectful"

Image 8: A close-up from episode 6 of Kurosawa's face as he gazes longingly at Adachi, who is out of frame pretending to be asleep. The text post is by beaulionet and reads "oh god...oh fuck... *yearns*"

Image 9: A still of Tsuge and Adachi from episode 8. Tsuge is standing next to Adachi, who is seated and holding onto Tsuge's arm. They are making intense, silent eye contact. The text post is by mulletlove-deactivated20200811 and reads "i hate explaining shit. telepaths only"

Image 10: A still of Adachi and Kurosawa sitting at a table in the amusement park in episode 10 when Adachi has just learned that he made an inaccurate assumption about Kurosawa's inner state. Adachi is in focus and is looking to the side at Kurosawa, who is out of focus in the foreground with his eyes closed. The text post, which is next to Adachi's head, is by tumblr user ovid and reads "but are YOU a reliable narrator?"

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#cherry magic #cherry maho #adachi kiyoshi #kurosawa yuichi #tsuge masato #idk why i'm bothering with those tags since i don't think any post i've made has shown up in any tag since 2019 #but whatever #anyway YES i made 40 of these don't @ me #actually i made 60 of them but i picked the 40 i liked best. i'm sparing you the less good ones. you're welcome #not sure when i will post the others. come remind me if i haven't posted another set within the week i guess #cherry magic characters as #text posts #my posts #f #links

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summerwritesfics · 2 years ago

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⛓️Here Kitty Kitty

Pairing: Tomas Vrbada/Kuai Liang Length: 3227 Words Rating: Explicit 🔞 Warnings: Kitty Play/Pet Play, Face Slapping, Tongue Bathing, Power Bottom, Service Top, Catboy/Cat Ears, Spell Gone Wrong, Implied Homophobia, Riding, Masturbation, Anal Sex, TFW ur longterm crush is turned into a catboy and u have a petplay kink Kinktober Day 27: Kitty Play + Face Slapping + Tongue Bathing

Kinktober Masterlist

Notes: Again, I am not immune to catboys lol. Also hey, a ship that isn’t SubScorp or SubScorp adjacent lol. Tho I suppose it does still involve Kuai lol. I know when it comes to SubSmoke most people prefer Top!Kuai/Bottom!Smoke, but long haired top kink goes brrrrr. But hey, Kuai’s a bit of a power bottom in this so y’know ;)

There were whispers amongst the ranks of the Lin Kuei.

Tomas knew that whispers were never a good thing. They were an especially bad thing when those whispers were about Kuai Liang. He hadn’t seen the young man in days. Kuai had returned from his latest mission, he knew that much from the rumours going around. Well, that and Bi-Han hadn’t snapped and murdered everyone, so Kuai was at the very least alive.

The rumours were vague, Kuai had been afflicted by something, and as a result was being kept in isolation outside of his brother.

But Tomas refused to let his dear friend suffer alone, even with Bi-Han technically at his side. So during the night, he quickly made his way through the dark corridors. He knew Bi-Han had been chosen for a late night training session, so with any luck, Kuai would be alone. Tomas had been caught by Bi-Han sneaking into their room before, and his jaw ached from the memory. He’d rather not be punched by Bi-Han again if he could help it.

As he got to the door, instead of opening it and risking making too much noise, he let himself evaporate into smoke, slipping into the room. When he rematerialised he was instantly hit by the smell of the room. There was a very sweet smell, and Tomas had no idea what it was.

He could see a mass in one of the beds, and instantly knew it was Kuai. He approached slowly, not wanting to wake him up too suddenly. If Kuai began to scream the Lin Kuei would know he’d snuck out after curfew.

“Kuai Liang,” he said softly, hoping it would stir the sleeping man. He saw Kuai’s hair twitch. Wait. What? Tomas stared at the top of Kuai’s head, and he now had two strange tufts of hair on top of his head. “Kuai Liang?”

Kuai began to stir slightly, sleepily replying “5 more minutes, Dàgē.”

“It’s me, you moron,” Tomas grumbled, poking Kuai’s shoulder. “Wake up.”

That tuft of hair twitched again as Kuai’s eyes fluttered open.

“Tomas?” Kuai questioned with a yawn. He pushed himself to sit up, twisting to face Tomas as he did. “What are you doing here?”

Tomas couldn’t reply, his eyes were immediately drawn to what he had believed were tufts of hair. Instead it was a pair of cat ears. Fucking cat ears. Worse, as Kuai began to take the covers off his body, Tomas spotted a tail too, slowly flicking side to side.

Oh, by the Elder God’s help me.

It was like Tomas had just walked straight into one of his wet dreams.

“What, and I can not stress this enough, the fuck happened?” He got down onto the bed next to Kuai, hoping to god this was some sort of hallucination. He reached a curious hand forward to touch one of the ears, though Kuai flinched when he did.

“Mm, rouge spell hit me.” Kuai’s voice was thick with sleep, his eyes drooped, and clearly would rather have still been in dreamland rather than sat talking with Tomas. “Grandmaster is having to pull some strings with Outworld to get their top sorcerer to look at me and find a way to get me back.”

“Uh huh,” Tomas agreed, although completely dumbfounded. “Is this why you’re being kept in isolation?”

“I don’t know the full reason,” Kuai admitted, rubbing the back of his head. “It’s not like it’s contagious.” Kuai blinked slowly. “Master Fang said something about the way I smell now seducing people or something.”

Well, he guessed that explained that sweet scent. He wasn’t sure he understood how exactly it would seduce people. Then again, Master Fang always did have a vendetta against Kuai for some reason. Tomas wouldn’t put it past the Elder to weave some extravagant story about how Kuai’s new form would persuade the masses down the path of homosexuality.

But to be fair, this form was particularly appealing. Although that was more a Tomas thing.

He crossed his legs and hoped to god Kuai wouldn’t notice his hard on.

“So. Yes.” Kuai shrugged, as if there was nothing else he could really do. “Sorry, I’d have asked Bi-Han to tell you I’m okay and not to worry, but he’s been in a foul mood since I got back.”

“Can’t imagine why,” Tomas sarcastically muttered under his breath. Bi-Han was tetchy at the best of times, but something happening to his little brother, regardless of how lethal, was always enough to tip to downright evil behaviour.

It was a common joke amongst the ranks that Bi-Han was “one bad thing happening to Kuai Liang” away from a villainous breakdown. Sometimes it felt like only Tomas acknowledged how close to the truth that was.

“Well I guess so long as you’re okay,” Tomas sighed, going to stand up. Until he felt a hand grab his wrist. He turned around to see Kuai’s face, slightly flush and his ears low.

“Tomas, will you stay with me, please?” Kuai looked up at him with wide pleading eyes, and Tomas felt himself swallowing because how the fuck was he supposed to say no to that face? “I know we would get in trouble if the Elder’s found out, but…”

“N-No, it’s not- it’s fine.” Tomas sat down again, taking Kuai’s hands in his. “I’ll stay with you.”

Kuai smiled softly, his ears perking up as he whispered “thank you.”

Despite trying to keep his composure, Tomas was so sure that Kuai had to know how panicked he was. It absolutely had to be written all over his face. Kuai didn’t say anything about it though, just flopped back onto the bed, shuffling until his head was on the pillow. Tomas lay down as well, on his back, staring up at the ceiling. He was surprised when he felt Kuai place an arm on his chest, pushing his body against Tomas and nuzzling his face into Tomas neck.

Oh god, oh god, oh god.

Tomas lay there, silently trying to ignore how close they were. The fact they were touching was setting his skin of fire. His cock was already hard just from the way Kuai looked now, but now it was all he could think about. Kuai snuggled his face against Tomas skin and…

Oh no, he’s purring.

Tomas grimaced, he hated this. Well no, he fucking loved it, but he hated how much he wanted more. He wanted more than just Kuai’s body next to his. That fire on his skin went straight to his cock. Shit, he was going to have to deal with it, lest he do something he regret.

He carefully reached down for his pants, pushing the waist band down just enough to get his cock out. He wrapped his hand around his cock, slowly stroking. Biting his lip, he tried to stop himself from moaning. The last thing he wanted to do was wake Kuai up, especially like this.

His hand went up and down, slowly, as maddening as that was. If he went too fast he ran the risk of getting too excited. He closed his eyes, desperately trying to think of something other than Kuai’s current predicament. It wasn’t working though, as with being able to feel the mans weight next to him, all he could imagine was that it was Kuai’s hand stroking him.

Kuai’s purr got louder, before Tomas felt something wet against his neck. Tomas blinked his eyes open, looking down to where Kuai was and he tried to work out what was happening. Kuai’s head was bobbing slightly, his mouth open just enough for his tongue to dart out between his lips and lap at Tomas’ skin.

He gasped loudly and without thinking darted up, rushing to his feet. Kuai made a confused sound and he pushed himself to sit up looking at Tomas in bemusement.

“Tomas? What’s wro-“

Kuai paused mid-sentence, his cat ears lowering as his eyes settled low on Tomas’ body. Tomas didn’t put much thought into that, he needed to explain why he got up so suddenly.

“Sorry, you started licking me and I panicked.” Tomas rubbed his eyes, expecting Kuai to say something. Only he didn’t.

When Tomas reopened his eyes, he found that Kuai was still looking at the same spot. Tomas was confused, and he looked down to see what Kuai was looking at. When he did he just about stopped breathing.

His cock.

His pants were still pulled down and his cock was out on full display.

Well, Tomas had a good run being Kuai’s best friend. The younger man was never going to speak to him again after this.

“I- I- Kuai, this is-“ Tomas cut himself up and he grapped the waist of his pants and desperately pulled them back up. Kuai’s eyes finally looked up to Tomas face, he looked somewhere between flustered and confused. “I’m- Elder God’s Kuai, I am so sorry.”

“Tomas, were you-“ He blinked a few times, grimacing. “Was that because I was licking you?”

“No, no, that happened before you started licking me.” A wave of abject horror rolled over him, threatening to drown him. That just made the situation way worse than it would have been otherwise.

“Oh.” That was all Kuai said, as he reached to rub the back of his head. He looked away again, worrying his lip between his teeth.

“I should- I should probably go,” Tomas whispered, wanting nothing more than the ground to swallow him whole. As he turned to leave, he felt a hand grab his wrist.

“Wait.” Kuai gently pulled him back. He was barely able to look at Tomas and his ears were still low. “Do you- Well. Would you like some help with it?”

Tomas felt dumbfounded as he asked, “help with what?”

Kuai finally looked up as him, tilting his head like he thought Tomas was stupid.

“What do you think?”

Tomas felt his mouth go dry. Wait, is he really offering to-

“You mean,” Tomas said slowly, trying to work out if Kuai was being serious.

“Yes.”

Well, shit. When was he ever going to get a better chance? Hell, would he even get another chance?

“Uh, sure,” Tomas said with a shrug, trying to play it cooly and not like he’d wanted this for years now.

He never expected Kuai to break out into a massive grin. On top of that, Kuai yanked on his arm, dragging him to the bed. Tomas stumbled, and in the blink of an eye, his back hit the mattress, and he was looking up to Kuai. He felt his breathing hitch when he realised Kuai was straddling him.

“Oh, wow, you don’t beat around the bush, do you?” Tomas asked, honestly shocked at how eager Kuai was. Not that it was a problem, just for some reason, he never really thought Kuai knew that much about sex.

“Do you want me to slow down?” Kuai rolled his hips as the question fell from his lips. Kuai’s ass ground down on Tomas’ cock and he groaned loudly.

“Fuck no,” Tomas hissed, reaching to grab Kuai’s hips and force him down. Kuai giggled, leaning over to the bedside cabinet. Tomas followed his hand, watching as he dug into the drawer, and seconds later pulled out a bottle of oil. Tomas frowned as he asked “why do you just happen to have that on hand?”

“You don’t think I’m a virgin do you?” Kuai asked, moving just enough to yank Tomas pants down. Tomas hands fell from Kuai’s hips down to his sides instead.

Tomas didn’t answer the question, because well… he had somewhat expected Kuai to be a virgin. He hated that there was a jealous part of him that was mad he wouldn’t be Kuai’s first time, but he wouldn’t push to figure out who was. He had a feeling he wouldn’t like the answer. There weren’t exactly many people it could be.

As Kuai began to pour the oil over Tomas cock, using his hand to help spread it, he bit his lip and looked over to Tomas.

“Although, uh, if Bi-Han asks, I have never so much as seen another person naked, okay?” Kuai had a slight blush on his face, but Tomas completely understood the request. Bi-Han would absolutely loose his shit at anyone who dared to even think about fucking Kuai Liang.

Tomas included.

“Trust me, I would die before I told Bi-Han about this.”

Kuai laughed, finally deciding Tomas was prepared. He threw the oil to one side, reaching down for his own pants and yanking them down and off. Tomas wanted to take a moment to appreciate Kuai’s cock, but he really didn’t have much time at all before Kuai was hovering over Tomas. Kuai grabbed Tomas’ cock, angling it towards his entrance.

Tomas gasped as Kuai began to lower himself on his cock. He wasn’t sure why, but his hands instinctively went back to Kuai’s hips, grasping them tightly. It was like he was trying to fool himself that he was actually doing something rather than just letting Kuai take the lead. Soon Tomas was fully inside him, Kuai’s ass resting on his pelvis.

“Ready?” Kuai asked with a purr, breaking back into that grin when Tomas nodded.

Kuai lifted himself using his knees, before letting himself drop down. Tomas grunted at the feeling, Kuai felt so slick around him and yet so tight. He always wanted to imagine Kuai would feel good, but nothing could have prepared him for how good. The action repeated, though this time Tomas took the chance to thrust up as Kuai descended. The moan Kuai made spurred Tomas that he should take more control.

He tried to use his grip to regulate Kuai’s movements, but he realised soon that Kuai was still the one in control. Despite that, Tomas did his best to fool himself otherwise. He pretended that the sudden speed up of Kuai’s bounces were his doing. Bringing his hips up to meet Kuai as he came down made him feel like he was doing a lot more than he was.

Fuck, maybe he should just lay back and let Kuai go for it. Everything felt amazing regardless. Just how tight Kuai was around him, the way his movements caused friction against his cock. Kuai rolled his hips in a way that had Tomas bucking.

And then, Kuai opened his mouth, and made a request Tomas would have never imagined.

“Slap me.”

Tomas actually paused his own movements, but Kuai didn’t stop, still working himself on Tomas cock like his life depended on it. It was a sight worth a thousand lifetimes but Tomas was more concerned about what Kuai had asked of him.

“W-What?” Tomas stuttered, wondering if he’d misheard.

“Slap me,” Kuai repeated, looking down with a strange smile, as he settled on Tomas lap. Tomas groaned knowing he was buried deep inside the other man. “Across the face.”

“Why?” Tomas really could not understand this.

“It feels good.” This statement had Tomas jaw drop. How in the world could that possibly feel good? Kuai giggled at his expression, placing his hands on Tomas chest and changing his angle slightly as he began to lift his hips again. “Trust me, Tomas, I wouldn’t ask you to do something like that if I didn’t want it.”

“Okay,” Tomas hesitantly agreed, lifting one of his hands to ready himself.

He was surprised when he didn’t have to psyche himself up too much to administer the slap. He had intended it to be a gentle tap. Only it was a lot stronger than he intended. His hand collided with Kuai’s cheek, a very loud slap echoing throughout the room as Kuai’s head snapped to the right from the force.

Tomas felt his apology die on his lips when Kuai moaned.

A deep, throaty moan, full of desire and lust.

Holy shit, he actually enjoyed that?

Kuai turned his face back to Tomas, looking extremely satisfied. Tomas swallowed, chancing slapping a second time. This time Kuai was midway through sliding down his cock, and the slap made him clench around. Tomas gasped and groaned.

“See?” Kuai purred, “feels good for you too, right?”

“How did- How did you even find this out?” Tomas asked, slapping Kuai again, feeling a lot more bold about it now. Once again Kuai’s ass clung to him, and Tomas wanted nothing more than to feel that way forever.

“I did say I’m not a virgin,” Kuai replied with a wink, seconds before Tomas slapped him again. They both moaned in unison, even if internally Tomas was questioning what was just said. Not being a virgin and finding out that slapping someone during sex felt good were two completely different things.

Still Tomas felt like he wasn’t going to get a straight answer, returning his attention to thrusting his hips up and timing his slaps to when they would be most pleasurable to him. Kuai seemed to enjoy it any time, lucky for Tomas.

He wasn’t going to last much long, a combination of it having been a while and Kuai’s hole being way too good. Tomas gave Kuai one last slap, the hardest he possibly could, his palm stinging after, let alone how Kuai’s face must have felt. This made Kuai clench particularly hard, and that was enough to send Tomas over the edge. He desperately grabbed hold of Kuai’s hips, forcing him down on his dick and grinding up as he came so hard his vision whited out.

He was so focused on his own pleasure, he barely felt his own stomach growing wet.

He let go of Kuai, letting his arms flop down as he tried to catch his breath. He groaned a little when Kuai pulled off him, wondering if it felt like a loss to the cryomancer too. Kuai’s purr was back, and extremely loud, as he stared down at the pool of cum on Tomas stomach.

“Mmm, I made a mess,” Kuai said in a strange tone.

Tomas had no idea what the fuck came over him when he ordered “be a good pet and clean me up.”

Any regret he could have felt was squashed when Kuai made a loud mewl. He lent down, tongue sticking out of his mouth as he slowly lapped at his own cum. Tomas was mesmerised. Shit, if he wasn’t completely spent he’d have instantly gotten hard again. As Kuai took the cum into his mouth, he swallowed, before leaning down to scoop more up. It didn’t take long for it to be gone.

Work done, Kuai crawled up and settled himself down on Tomas chest. He was purring again, rubbing his face against Tomas chest. He wrapped his arms around his best friend, who was now trying to compute what happened.

“That was nice,” Kuai managed to get out between the rumble in his throat. Tomas laughed nervously, that was more than nice.

“Did- Did that actually happen?” He almost couldn’t believe it. Yet he was here, with Kuai cuddling up to him. Kuai made an affirmative hum. Wow, this actually happened. Any joy he could feel from that was squashed when the image of another older and angrier cryomancer popped into his mind.

Bi-Han is going to fucking kill me.

#mortal kombat #subsmoke #kuai liang #sub zero #smoke #tomas vrbada #⛓️kinktober 2022

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imaginethathaikyuu · 4 years ago

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kinktober - day twelve

futakuchi kenji - reunited

kinktober faq kinktober prompt list NSFW warning including: kind of possessive i miss you sex, thats it baby Just Sex other tags: angst! super angst!, a little fight, reunited at last, should-be high school sweethearts, getting back together after a break up, tfw university causes u to break up with ur bf</3, Selfish Kenji, reader who doesnt need a man but Wants One fem reader

(sorry this is late! i’ll get back on track sometime this week!)

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“You’re pretty.”

A deep breath.

“Really?”

Spoken through a dry throat, “Yeah,” with an nervous nod. Kenji had no idea what he was doing there.

Your perfume smelled the same. Your cheek was still soft underneath his thumb. He could still tilt your head to look up at him with ease.

“I’ve always thought so.”

What was he doing here reveling in the familiarity of you and calling you pretty and wondering if your lips were as soft as he remembered? Why was he putting himself through this again?

“You’re only saying that.”

“You know I’m not,” he said.

He needs to learn to shut up sometimes - to say no to going down paths that never lead anywhere good. But when it comes to you, nothing would stop him. Not even rough roads or unsavory destinations.

“You know I don’t just say things.”

“You do to me.”

“Not anymore.” His nose brushed against yours and it killed him to be so close to you again, so close but still not having you. He thought about how badly it hurt the first time to feel you slip between his fingers like sand; you could do it again, and he couldn’t stop you. He wouldn’t. But still, he told himself it’d be different now. “This isn’t high school anymore.”

“I know, Ken.”

And his heart started throbbing again; he felt that old pain all over. “Don’t…”

“Kenji…” You were speaking under your breath, whispering on purpose so he had to listen. So he had to hear you. “I missed you.”

“I miss you,” and he could cry, because he’s shouted these words before while wishing you could hear them. “I missed you more, baby.”

His hand was still on your face, your lips were still too close for comfort. He wanted them. All he’d have to do is pull you a bit closer and they’d be his.

He’s played through this scenario in his head dozens of times over the years; he knew a reunion between the two of you was inevitable, and he also knew it probably wouldn’t end how he wanted it to, just like his first go around with you.

But you two were high school sweethearts. Your old classmates said it themselves hours ago at the Date Tech Class Reunion - nobody could believe you two weren’t together anymore. You were meant to be. They said it so much that Kenji started believing it himself.

He wasn’t going to make the same mistake twice. He wasn’t going to hold back and just let you slip away from him again; he wanted to kiss you - he felt like he needed to, so he was going to kiss you. What was there to lose?

But really, you were the one who kissed him; he was too lost in the shock of feeling your lips again to be able to kiss back.

He couldn’t believe it. If you told him he’d time traveled and he was in back high school, he’d believe you, because there’s no way in hell he’s gone five years without this.

He did feel 18 again; he felt the same rush he felt when giving you his first kiss all those years ago. This time was a lot similar to then: he had you pushed up against a wall - though this time it was your front door rather than the backdoor of the gym - and he was too nervous to even move his lips. Your hand was gripping his shirt, right over his pounding heart, and his hands had fallen to your hips.

But it hurt. He didn’t know a kiss could be so painful; he pulled away the moment he felt it sting.

“Y/N.”

“Come in with me,” you whispered to him as you tugged on his shirt. “I want you. I miss you.”

“I can’t,” he stuttered out; he felt like he was running out of gas and there was nothing to get him over this hill you’d just placed him at the bottom of. “This is… it’s too much.”

“Are you just going to let me go?”

“Are you just going to leave me again?”

He watched you wilt in that way you do when he says things you don’t want to hear, and like always it reminded him of the rose bushes in his garden that his mother could never seem to keep alive. And he waited for you to show him those thorns of yours, to spit them out until he was covered in them and bleeding, to defend your dying flowers until your last breath.

But you didn’t. And he was bracing for the wrong thing - he was ready for vitriolic words to pierce his heart. He wasn’t ready for you to grow right in front of him.

“I didn’t want to leave you.” You said it as softly as the hand caressing his wrist, too nervous to take his hand. “I know you never believed me. I know you still don’t. But I didn’t want to leave you.”

A step back. “Then why did you?”

He already knew your answer, and you knew that.

“I asked you to come with me. You didn’t.”

Another step, then another; your hand dropped from his arm but your gaze raised to him.

Kenji didn’t know what he wanted to say, he didn’t know what he wanted to do. He wanted this to be easier. He wanted to feel comfortable in your arms and under your piercing stare; he wanted to go back to an hour ago when he was boldly flirting with you and being teased by all of his old friends for it. He wanted to give you all the parts of him that you left behind five years ago in Miyagi.

But he couldn’t. Not until he knew that you wanted to have him again.

“I’m sorry, Kenji.”

“I know.”

It was awkward while he twiddled his thumbs and paced around and tapped his feet; while you stood with your back against the door, arms crossed, looking down at the ground as if you couldn’t look at him anymore.

It was only when his back was to you that he felt more like himself. “You’ve really changed, you know.”

“So have you,” you replied with a dry laugh. “I like your hair better like this.”

That made him turn back to face you. “Do you?”

“Yeah. It’s shorter, it’s cuter.”

Kenji found himself wanting to sit down and wishing he had a beer in his hand. “I didn’t mean physically. You’re still pretty.”

“Then what did you mean?”

He shrugged. Honestly, he’s not sure what he meant.

“You just feel different.” If he was paying attention, he would have heard your breath catch. “Must’ve been those years in another city.”

Both of you laughed at that, even though it wasn’t funny - even though there was a hint of bitterness in his words.

“But I’m not there anymore.” It was your turn to step closer to him, and he was stuck in his place as you did. “I’m right here, Kenji. And I don’t have anywhere to run to. I’m right here, and I want you, and I still- ”

You froze, biting your tongue and looking like you were about to say something you shouldn’t.

“You still what?”

You tried to back away but he grabbed your hand and pulled you closer to him, and he stood with bated breath as he watched you try to keep yourself together.

But you couldn’t, and he understood why even without you finishing your sentence.

“I still love you, Kenji,” and your crying came out of nowhere, “I’m sorry if I shouldn’t but I do. It feels like I never stopped.”

Kenji felt it again: the need to kiss you. Apprehension was quick to follow. But he asked himself one more time what there was to lose, and he realized that the answer was a lot, but he didn’t care. He kissed you anyway. Because he needed to. Because this was possibly the last chance he’d ever get. Because you told him you love him - whether you meant it or not didn’t matter.

He pulled you closer than you had been in years and forced himself to stop thinking about anything but what was happening now. Now, you were back in Miyagi. Now, you were both finished with university. Now, he had you right between his palms, and he was going to hold on as tight as he could to keep you there.

“Inside,” he mumbled against your lips as he pushed you back to the door. If you didn’t listen, he’d take all of you right there on your porch step. He didn’t care. He was going to take this chance while he had it.

You got the door open, somehow, and when you were inside he turned around and pushed you right back against it, closing it hard.

He needed you. Five years without you, without this, felt like hell compared to the heaven he felt when you were kissing him.

“Kenji,” you said, a beautiful whine for his ears only.

“What, baby?”

“I want to be yours again.”

That took his breath, and so did pulling your hips against his.

“I’ll make you mine,” Kenji told you, securing that promise with a kiss. “You’ll be mine again.”

You led him to your bed in a frenzy; your jackets and shoes and Kenji’s pants came off along the way.

“You have no idea,” he started, swallowing the lump in his throat as he looked down at you lying beneath him, “no idea how bad I want you.”

You bucked your hips up, feeling how hard he was for you. “I think I have a clue,” you said with a light laugh. “Take my dress off.”

You didn’t have to tell him twice; he peeled the fabric off of your body slowly, carefully, as if he was trying to stretch out the time. He didn’t want this to end too fast, because he was sure you would only be his until this night was over, and if he took his time maybe he could convince himself that you were permanent.

“My god.”

He missed you. And it was hard to admit, but the sight before him left him with nothing but that thought repeating in his mind. Over and over, he thought it again and again.

And it made him sad - angry, even - that you had the nerve to leave him and fall in love with a different city while he was stuck sinking in missing you.

It was selfish, he knew that. To wish you had done what he wanted you to do, to sink with him, was one of the ugliest things about himself. But it was the truth.

Kenji wasn’t selfless, no matter how badly he wanted to be.

He had this frozen look on his face, one you couldn’t quite place. But you had seen it before, only once, when you told him you were leaving him so you could live a dream in another city.

He was still analyzing your body, hating how familiar you looked, when he forced himself to speak again.

“I have you now, right?”

You nodded, “You have me,” and it was the response he needed.

“I’ve missed you too much,” he said, laughing at his sad honesty. “You’re still too hot for me, you know that?”

“I think we’re a perfect match,” you said, and those words caused his mind to drift to places it hadn’t in years.

“We are,” he hummed, and finally, he let himself kiss your skin. Your neck, your chest, the curve of your breasts, the top of your abdomen. “Remember how well you take me? It’s like a perfect fucking match.”

“I remember,” you said through broken moans - your back was arching into his lips, your legs were shaking on the bed. “Come on, Ken, just fuck me - just want you to fuck me, want you inside me again. Please, Kenji.”

You sounded so desperate that he almost felt bad, but he felt good knowing that you wanted him as much as he wanted you.

Kenji knew he’d regret doing it this way. He had spent countless nights wishing he had done things with you differently. He took you for granted, he knew that. He didn’t hold you close enough or ever dare to do things slowly - all he ever did was take from you, and here he was making that mistake again.

He told himself if he ever had this chance with you again, he’d do it right. He’d take care of you piece by piece, he’d be the one giving, he’d make it last forever.

But that wasn’t good enough, not for a man as selfish as him. How could he wait when he could have you now? How could he stretch out time he had so little of?

You were kissing him, undressing him, touching him; you positioned his cock at your entrance and he sunk in as if he didn’t have control of himself. He didn’t, really, not when it came to you.

“That’s it, fuck,” he breathed, “god, you feel fucking perfect. Like you were made for me, holy shit.”

“I’ve missed this,” you said, and his only response was a desperate thrust into you. You’d get the hint.

It would be so easy to savor you, and yet, he couldn’t. His hips wouldn’t slow down even if he knew he had all the time in the world; he was going to fuck you like he had no time at all.

And Kenji knew that if this was your last time, he would wish he had done better. At least turn the lights on to get an image of you in his head that would last in his mind, or tell you how he feels instead of trying to show you.

But he’d stop thinking about inevitable regret, because it was easier to only think about you.

“This is where you belong,” he told you. “Right here. Taking all of me. You belong here - you belong to me.”

That’s what he said, but he meant the opposite. You didn’t belong to anyone - he knew that when you so bravely followed your dream. But he belonged to you. He was only yours, he always had been. From the moment he kissed you outside of the gym in high school, you had him hooked.

Maybe it was his desire for you fueling these thoughts - it was his sex driven brain thinking this way. It wasn’t rational or even normal - he didn’t care.

But, suddenly, you kissed him, the same way you had on your front porch; one hand over his heart, the other holding his cheek, kissing him even though he wasn’t kissing back, and everything slowed down.

Kenji’s movements faltered, he lowered his entire body so every part of his bare skin could be touching yours. Your hips thrusted up into his, fucking him, and that was it. You had him.

“Keep going,” you said against his lips; he nodded, took your hand into his, and kept moving - slower this time.

He watched you and your every reaction to his touch. You were desperate like him, but not frantic. It was like you knew something he didn’t - like you were living in a forever he didn’t realize he was a part of.

And he said, “God, you’re so pretty,” followed by a deep breath. You squeezed his hand and looked up at him with a smile, this time knowing he meant it.

He thought going slower would make it last, but he was wrong; you were so intoxicating, the feeling of you was so new but somehow familiar, and Kenji was never going to last as long as he wanted to.

But you were one step ahead of him, pulsing around his cock and throwing your head back, moaning his name while making a mess on the sheets. Kenji only added to the noise and the mess, giving you an extravagant display of how much his need for you had grown over the years.

Before he was even finished cumming you were pulling him closer, your grip around his waist tight, your love for him spilling from your lips. He was too out of breath to reply, and too nervous to move.

But, soon, loud breathing drew quiet. Highs wore off. Things felt different, but still the same.

A question lingered in Kenji’s mind, one he’d been wanting to ask you all night, from the moment he saw you again. He awkwardly scooted away so he could ask.

“Do you regret it?”

You knew what he was referring to.

“No,” you said, honest with your short reply.

His eyes locked onto yours and he said, genuinely, “I’m glad,” even though your answer stung the most selfish parts of himself.

“Do you want to know why I don’t?”

“I guess.”

“Because I knew this would happen.”

He had some idea of what you meant.

“I was never scared of losing you,” you continued. “I was only afraid of not finding you again. But I did. I knew I would.”

Kenji had nothing to add to that, because you’d answered any questions he had for you. You knew how he felt, and now he knew you thought the same way.

Despite spending years longing for you again, he knew he’d have more time with you. He knew it was never over.

“You’re right,” was all he could say. “You found me.”

tune in tomorrow for kinktober day 13: angry

#kinktober 2020 #not family friendly #Futakuchi Kenji #Futakuchi Kenji x reader #futakuchi x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu x reader #i kinda hate the ending LMAO

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sugasplug · 3 years ago

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EPISODE 4

tw: discussion of suicide

- i hate time travel this damn chicken was predetermined and the director fuckin knew. but i guess his dad never died in the 1st place so thats cool

- they didnt have 2 do jun-woong & his chicken like that 🤣🤣😭

- ok some juicy juicy backstory w mr sexy reaper man and ryeon. still getting used to how new scenes will just drop inbetween stuff thats already been shown but im glad they fleshed out that rooftop scene some more. it makes mr SRM flipping his shit more believable bc she was his direct subordinate (??) and had just ignored him giving her a clear warning. still "my judgement to keep you by my side was wrong" so icy goddamn

- the fact that theyre forming a whole new disciplinary committee bc of 1 case is wild but also HMMM proof that lim gives a shit abt this whole operation. "is that a warning or a threat" "both" damn hes trying so hard to pull her back and adding jun-woong must be so frustrating for him bc he already has his hands full keeping her from landing them ass first in hot water so now its 2× the work. i need his birth chart rn in my hands immediately

- jun-woong rly is such a kid busting in there like "cmon, quick, quick, make up now quick" then sending finger lazers at lim 4 ignoring his hand

- IM WEAK they got pink rukia looking badass descending the staircase while having a dramatic and bloody flashback to epic music and then just [cut to getting fucking audited] 🤣🤣🤣 reminds me of like having panic attacks in the back room and going back out like fuck ok u got this ur good hi how can i help u :)

- wait ok so i get not using their powers in front of humans but wouldnt the chicken thing being predestined make it ok to interfere in human affairs? i feel like that should be an exception. plus jun-woong did it too when he snatched his baby self up, unless it only counts when a person lives or dies because of it...man i need this contract i need the fine print bro i need it in DETAIL

- desperately need a compilation of every time jun-woong says something startled him

- lim catching jun-woong and pushing him back from the door TWICE + "so why didnt you stop her when you were with her?" god he really is the only thing keeping this team from a glorious crash n burn

- yeah jun-woong is seriously such a kid its both cute and aggravating

- this ring is some scary shit

- tfw your soul reaper powers have u going full schizoaffective in the coffee shop 🤣🤣🤫

- na-young took the 1st opening she saw and ran with it lmao i love her. willful ppl in general are so attractiveee plus i love outsider POV shit so her glimpse into the RM team and escort team facing off was fun 2 see. also interesting how quickly ryeon flips from turning her in to the escort team to actively hindering their search once she became relevant to the case (lowkey think shes at least partly looking for an excuse to get one over on mr SGR however she can lol)

- does mr SGR know she was punished with the ring and is basically defenseless? also making me wonder if jun-woong got temporary powers out of this deal and when theyll introduce those if so

- NA-YOUNG IS SO PERSISTENT MAAM IM IN LOVE WITH YOU but also there is no way u can feel his forehead accurately thru those thick ass bangs. get a thermometer babe

- "times up right" damn channeling that lim energy today huh woo-jin

- HE KILLED HER ???? fuck im looking so forward to the reveal of whatever the shit was going on w him and his dad when he was a kid and how they tie that to na-young

- god these little extras are always so good "youre the head of our team" 🤣🤣

#tomorrow #tomorrow kdrama #lu watch #lu watch: tomorrow #suicide cw

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vaguely-concerned · 4 years ago

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The Mandalorian Chapter 12 rewatch thoughts

- I would like to thank them for keeping in din’s harried yet triumphant ‘hAH!!’ when he gets the explosives to stick to gideon’s ship in the ‘hey remember when this happened last season’ section, that was a nice gesture from the showrunners to me personally, I assume

- this episode actually helped me find more enjoyment in the last one, because it’s such a nice reassurance that even though they’re pulling in more stuff from other star wars media this show won’t suddenly stop being its own thing and mando won’t suddenly stop being himself and it’s very comforting to me somehow haha

- the small hesitation before din calls out “do you... do you have the wire?” lol lol lol he’s completely aware of the bizarreness of what he’s doing here but hey being alive is already so damn weird etc.

the softness of his voice the whole way through and the fact that he never, never blames the baby for not being able to do what shouldn’t really be asked of him in the first place, tho... ;____;

- the tiny exasperated head tilt din does when he realizes the hatch isn’t going to extend all the way fdslkfhasdlashfs

- din is looking down at the baby the entire time while greef talks to the mechanics ❤️❤️❤️

(the baby seems pretty drawn to/excited to see greef again and mando seems to notice which is extremely cute. he’s becoming really good at tuning in with the kid)

he also greets cara baby first in much the same way as he does peli, like he knows what the main attraction here is lol, they do a very sweet bro nod at each other. god I wish gina carano wasn’t so terrible imagine if we could just have this BrOTP without hesitations :(

I think greef is actually a bit worried to begin with after seeing the ship, he sort of takes din in intently before he huffs a little laugh and grabs his arm. it must be a bit stressful to be his friend and not be able to see his expression right away when you worry something might be seriously wrong haha

- people are finally treating the baby like you would a real baby and it’s such a blessing, everyone talking and cooing at him and baby babbling back

(I wonder if greef has children of his own? he does have an undeniable air of experienced grandpa about him in this episode, it’s adorable)

- din does so much talking -- unprompted, even! -- these days, it truly is an embarrassment of riches

- capital E Emotional about this shot with IG-11 right behind din and cara inviting him into the school in front of him. some past carried with us into the future shit going on here

IG-11′s legacy’s still got our back y’all :’) I swear to god if gideon blows up nevarro at some point I’m going to lose it

the ‘oh yeah?/that so?’ way din leans his head back after she says “wait until you see inside” is also amazing

- baby reaching out his hand like ‘can have?’ is so polite ;______; he takes after his father (including in the ‘fool me twice, I’ll fuck you up’ department haha. listen you get one chance to be cool about it and then no more mr nice mando/baby)

go ahead, kid, make a fuss about it. who are you going to tell, huh? who’s going to believe you? you gonna tell them you got bested by a baby? a magic baby? no? that’s right. I took your dignity as easily as I took your macarons, there’s nothing you can do to change it, and now you gotta live with that. sweet dreams.

(this is a joke. the baby is not evil. I hate that I even have to specify this but I’ve seen some stupid shit in the tags in my time you guys haha)

- I can’t work out what anything on greef’s desk is supposed to be, but if that’s a computer it’s got to be older than even the razor crest lol

- friends: din yes?

mando: din no, only repairs

friends: din yes please?

mando: ... [sigh] din yes

he truly has next to no defense against people he actually likes asking him for something huh lol. well a self care co-op mission clearly did him a world of good in this one at least it’s all fine

- “I’m starting to dehydrate, Boss” is an excellent line and delivered perfectly, I cackle every time (”You park your gills right there until I say otherwise” is a good runner up too)

- it’s so nice to see the small moments of communication between them in this one after mando was so out of sync with the team in the last one (and tbf those guys didn’t even try to give him any pointers at all, they really left him to flounder through the whole thing if you watch it carefully haha)

- the mythrol’s jacket still looks so comfy, I want one

- aaaaah the way din says “I don’t like this” is just so... hnnngh it’s perfect, there’s a vulnerability and openness to it for a moment. greef glances over at him like he hasn’t heard him sound like this before too, which just sells it even more

u ok bro?

you know shit’s fucked up when din djarin expresses an emotion without even being forced to by circumstance (I think what I mean is that it’s actually really rare for him to state how he feels about something just to do it, usually his communication is more practically oriented, more along ‘I think this is the best cause of action because of a and b’ lines, or like when he tells omera he’s grateful it’s... more to inform her of it and make sure she knows than to express himself? but he’s starting to do it more with people he trusts now and it gets me in the heart? man I’m finding this hard to articulate let’s move on lol)

- I really, really wonder about pershing’s position in all of this. his plea for the child’s life did sound genuine -- he did try to guard him with his own noodly scientist body when he thought din was out to hurt him, remember -- but is that only because he knows he’s in deep shit himself without the blood the baby can give? is he maybe not quite cool with whatever gideon has him doing? (he does sound quite strained when he talks about the ‘body’ rejecting the transfusion and the ‘volunteer’ potentially suffering the same fate... hm.)

idk why I want there to be something redeemable in him so bad, maybe it’s just my weird yet enduring attachment to ladon radim in stargate atlantis messing with me they’re kind of similar in some ways (yeah don’t ask me I don’t know either sometimes the heart wants what it wants in ways reason can’t explain)

- tfw ur literally launching yourself across a pool of boiling lava because you’re Dad and your baby’s in danger T__________T he just does not stop running towards that kid for even a single second help

- there’s something so innocently pure and... old fashioned? about the scene with mythrol and greef screaming the entire time they drive off the cliff, it feels like something out of a movie from like three decades ago. that whole segment feels a bit like that, it’s just there to be fun and that’s okay sometimes

- every dog fight in every movie should have a baby nonchalantly snacking on a cookie in them, it elevates the experience immeasurably (he squishes his nose a little bit with the macaron when he misses his mouth at one point, which is more than anyone should be expected to bear honestly)

I love that even all fixed up again the razor crest groans and creaks like an old tired thing when din makes it flip to dive, he 100% did take out a bunch of ferraris in his stalwart morris minor of a spaceship and I treasure him

- there’s so much life and emotion in din’s voice here I can’t!!!! I simply can’t!!!! imagine if we get to hear him openly laugh one day, would I even survive it??!!!!

also the kid makes such pitch perfect ‘having my lil nose wiped and whining about it’ baby noises when din uses his cape to clean him up (din does turn the autopilot on before he turns around to deal with it, for those who, like me, worry about these things)

- between carson showing up and the stuff the droid talks about in the lesson they’re doing quite a bit of outer rim vs. core worlds theme building in this one, I wonder if this is going to ramp up more or what

- god but gideon’s theme SLAPS tho

he’s probably going to try to fuck up everything I love but you can’t fault him on the tunes he’s going to do it to

#star wars #the mandalorian #the mandalorian spoilers #the mandalorian meta #and now off to bed like I should have been half an hour ago lol

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kuroosweakness · 4 years ago

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Even more facts about 🐾 anon:

- Idk why but positive words hurt me the most, like when someone says I’m their favorite person in the world only to not mean what they said actually makes me cry a little, but what makes me the most sad is knowing when someone is there for me that I can tell everything in the world too. Just them hugging me makes me feel that.

- I got into anime bc one of my past fav youtubers was into it and so I watched it. I basically started w the YouTube starter pack but actually started w magical girl animes (like Tokyo mew mew (the one she watched) and glitter force) then I drifted to miss kobayashi’s dragon maid to shonen animes

- No thoughts, head empty

- My music taste is probably the average anime tiktoker, like I listen to everything but reverbed and slowed Or in Lo-fi like, Lemon Boy and Me and My Husband but my favorite song to listen to in reverb is Daisy

- I kin music, like it might be weird idc but I do like the beats that are happy but also unsettling? I kin those. Like Not Allowed by tv girl? The part that goes “ALL BY YOURSELF, SITTING ALONE. I HOPE WE’RE STILL FRIENDS YEAH I HOPE YOU DONT MIND” and just loops is the best part to me. “Kaiwa ga tsuzukanai na? Naze da dou shite da? Aho ka?” From to prob the rest of the song of Pretty cvnt by sewerslvt idk I haven’t listened to the full song lmao but the actual meaning of the lyrics don’t matter tho so just know I probably don’t rlly care to look up w that means so it doesn’t ruin it for me ;-;

- I’m a extrovert (:OOO OMG THOSE EXIST) yeah I exist 😩 it’s real easy for me to walk up to someone and start talking since I’m really open about myself and don’t bother to hide things... (except the stuff like y’know... reading fanfics cuz no sane person is gonna go to a random person like “I LIKE READING FANFICTION!�� Like I’d probably scared of u now if I was a normie.

- I don’t like being told I’m wrong if I know for a fact I’m right. Like if I say the sky is green and you say the sky is blue I’ll be perfectly fine with that but if you question my intelligence in levels other than that like for a fact from an anime I really like and call me out for being dumb bc I said one thing wrong for example I say “kuroos fav food is grilled salted-mackerel pike” or “itadori’s type are girls like jennifer Lawrence and I find that funny” and you say “no thats stupid” I’m going to call you and scream at you or fight you on sight next time I see you there are no other options. Jk I’ll only threaten you w those and never do it bc I prob love u too much and just give you facts from a easy google search

- Bruh people need to love themselves more like how will you ever love other people if you don’t know how to love yourself? You should always love yourself first before learning to love others because why would you wanna spend your life hating yourself? You’re gonna be with yourself for the rest of your life, even when you’re dead when you really think about it.

- My sleep schedule is chaotic

- I view myself as a good person, but on a chart of chaotic good to lawful evil, I’m probably the most neutral person you’ll ever meet. And I’m genuinely like that. I abide by my own laws. The government doesn’t tell me what’s wrong but neither am I truly against it. I don’t do things like steal but I’ll run in the halls to get to where I need to go or be on my phone during class (most likely with permission because I’m always reading on my phone) that’s why I’m my hero academia and shows the have good and evil bro wtf? Imma be in the middle. I truly think myself as someone you can trust to keep a secret and help when needed but I won’t spy for you on the other group and rat you out. First person that asks I’ll prob help if it’s not hurting someone (most likely bc I’m prob naive and the way you word something like let’s say you asked me to go to a bank to make a deposit or something and now all a sudden come out with money bags like HUHHHHHHHHH? I THOUGHT YOU WERE MAKING A DEPOSIT NOT MAKING AN ILLEGAL WITHDRAWERY WITH ALL THEIR MONEYYYY? (Like my friends and I literally joke about this.) Now all a sudden I’m a getaway driver cause god knows I can’t trust the police with my life😩😩 tfw someone makes you rob a back w/o you knowing✊😔)

- Ayo idc what you do with your life I’ll keep doing what I’m doing, like people trying to peer pressure me into idk let’s say smoking, LIKE BRO I HAVE ASTHMA, IDC HOW GOOD IT MAKE YOU FEEL, ILL LITERALLY DIE IF I DO THAT WHY WOULD YOU TRY TO TRICK ME INTO IT

- I’ve tasted alcohol (REALLY IT WAS ON ACCIDENT I WAS AT CHURCH AND ACCIDENTALLY CHOSE THE WINE INSTEAD OF GRAPE JUICE) before and I will now say I’ll never drink it because that’s the nastiest drink I’ve ever drunken in life

- One of my favorite songs are Love Taste by Moe Shop

- My favorite Pokémon game is prob ultra sun and moon

- don’t ask why I decided to watch every Pokémon movie and play every Pokémon game from X and Y and up (I found a friend that has platinum and am playing it but it’s also the first time ive really lost a Pokémon battle and idk that just started something like how dare you win over ME? THE MAIN CHARACTER? YOU NPC, I HAVE THE AUDACITY TO E N D YOU RIGHT NOW)

- first things first, u seem such like a fun person to be around!

- i get that, kind words definitely hits :’ you’re very lucky to have people like that in your life, and that person is very very lucky to have you in their life!

- ohhh okay okay i’m assuming you fell into the anime hole too :D

- me too, me too. no thoughts, just staying in bed with suna by ur side

- ur music taste!! ✨

- i’m listening to “not allowed” right now and now i feel like skateboarding...you’re right, it’s very happy but also unsettling :)

- an extrovert, okay okayy while i don’t understand extroverts, i’m very thankful for extroverts’ existence :))

omg i remember people talking about how they “used” to read fanfiction and i was sitting there like 👀 yeah i still do ...and now not only do i read, but also write-

- ahhhh being told ur wrong when u know ur right is such an awkward place to be 😭i’m glad u stand up for urself though! usually, i just nod like okay, ig

- i- it’s a lot harder said than done to love ourselves :’) especially when there are so many reasons we believe not to. but self love is the MOST IMPORTANT LOVE!

- not to sound like a parent lmao but try to maintain a good sleeping schedule! it’ll benefit u in many many factors, especially in the future! <3

- okay okayy u seem like a really interesting person, i was very amused while reading that paragraph :))

- i- yes, health > everything else

- make sure to choose grape juice next time :’) !!

- i’m listening to it right now hehe

- pokemon!!! my childhood was full of pokemon ahhh

- u definitely know a lot more about pokemon than i do, okay okay, the main character always wins ;)

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seventeendeer · 5 years ago

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Flowey?

favorite thing about them

when he’s not terrifying or really sad, he’s genuinely so funny. also all my Asriel-love extends to him bc of course

least favorite thing about them

his EXISTENCE is sO SAD. also that it’s an either-or situation w him and Asriel, there’s a reason I made up Flowey Junior back in the day to be Asriel’s lil familiar, I love both versions ...

favorite line

I don’t remember all his dialogue but “this is all just a bad dream and you’re never waking up” is a dope pre-boss-battle line

brOTP

same as Asriel, him + his human siblings is wonderful. I prefer it when he’s a nice friend w a soul, but when he’s not there’s also the potential for a lot of funny situations. tfw when the person who tried to kill u the most out of everyone turns out to also be ur new brother and now u gotta get along

OTP

Flowey/getting his soul back

nOTP

Flowey/his canon fate at the end of the game. thank god for fanfiction and the incredible amounts of determination and free time I had in 2015/2016

random headcanon

yo could u imagine if he could grow more flowers on his vines and have more heads. he could be a one-man puppet show. how hilariously unpleasant would that be

unpopular opinion

he’s adorable enough that I forgive all his crimes and just wanna give him a hug

song i associate with them

Smile by Mikky Ekko always made me think of Flowey and ghost-Chara sitting around in the Underground together after the game. :’(

favorite picture of them

his default expression is delightful bc u can simultaneously see all the murder tendencies but also the mean 10-year-old feeling real tough using swear words on xbox live vibe

#sketchertalksut #Anonymous #thesketcherasks

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onepunchmiss · 6 years ago

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OPM s2 e9 Live Blog

“The Troubles of the Strong”

GOSH DANG 2 HOUR COMMUTES FROM WORK I woke up at 4am just to get to work early specifically so I could leave early I could watch this episode sooner because THIS IS THE EPISODE IVE BEEN WAITING FOR FOREVER OK Ive just been vibrating at my desk all day fluctuating somewhere between ‘awerstdyfcvgbjhkn’ and ‘SADFVYNTBGVRFCE’ IM NOT mentally or emotionally prepared so WITHOUT FURTHER DELAY IMMA WATCHHHH

as always I’m watching from the perspective of someone who is up to date on the Web comic and Manga

“I know that head” *Immediatley cuts to opening theme* I SCREAM i wasnt expecting that nor am I prepared to see Zombieman not even the same 2 pictures of him that ive seen all season help my stomach is in knots and i cannot

asdfghjkl I can tell already this live blog is gonna be SOOOOO BIAS just cause IM WAITING for THE THING annd the rest is great and all but I CANT FOCUS ON ANYTHING Im really not gonna do the episode over all justice im sorry sdfghjk

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I CALLED IT IT WAS SONIC THE DOODLE WAS SONIC i was holding my breath cause I knew there was a VERY SLIM CHANCE it would be Z but i felt it in my gut It would be sonic uhg phew ok not dead yet

lol Bakuzan stopping mid boast and just screaming dude you should’ve known then and there to quit oh my god the music is SO excessive right now I’m very distracted it better be part of the gag… or not ok

Saitama just casually explaining stuff I love him so much sweetheart,,, pft “I was bored”, honestly I just appreciate how anime captures the beats every time Saitama delivers a line like that, we expect it but it never fails to make me cackle. Also, “that kind of strength should be illegal” he says to SAITAMA yeah ok

OH!!!! GENOS BB stop getting obliterated please Dr. Kuseno is old what are you going to do when you can’t rely on him for repairs and EYYY Shout out to Atomic, Tatumaki, Flash, and King for the cameos. Genos, are you really underestimating your Sensei like that?? Are you the real genos?????

OH MY GOD DID THEY JUST GIVE SUIRYU A SAITAMA FACE WHAT IS THIS CURSED IMAGE

ok in all seriousness Suiryu’s voice actor is killin it like I legit feel bad for they guy getting dragged by Saitama, U hav my respect Suiryu I still might not like you all that much but damn u makin me feel that character development

THIS IS SUCH A CUTE FACE

guys I love saitama so much be still my heart it hurts ;-; this scene chouldne be as heart warming as it is right now hhhhhhhhhhh

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH PRISONER PRISONER FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFSDGFSDGS I FORGOT U WERE GONNA SHOW UP I HAVE AN ODD LOVE HATE RELATIONSHIP WITH YOUR CHARACTER BUT GD ARE YOU ENTERTAINING AS HELL HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYOU BIG HAPPY IDIOT IM SCREAMING IM SO CONCERNED OH MY GOD THEY SHOWED THE BUTT RINGING I FEEL SO CONFLICTED AM I EXCITED?? SCARED?? PROBABLY BOTH

ok ok ok ok ok ok ok so now that the tournament is officially over I know theres still a lot to cover this ep before Z???? BUT my bloodpressure WILL NOT CALM DOWN cause WHAT IF they do thingS OUT of ORDER IM ON HIGH ALERT HIGH ALERT WHAT IF I DIE

OH HI KING HELP IM HAVING ANXIETY YOU KNOW HOW THAT BE RIGHT MY DUDE aw omg how are they both so cute looking right now??? WAIT also that was a smooth transition from Saitama Face™ to serious face woah ?? You know, with all that talk I wonder what the end game is for Saitama? Like, will the series end seriously or on a joke? He gonna find a real challenge or will it somehow be another one-punch? I am completely undecided tbh…

...i wanted king to finish saying “daze” so badly right thereu said yare yare plz give me the meme plz Ok the way Saitama keeps saying ‘Kinggu’ is weirding me out also ng is great and this is very nicely drawn

...plussireaditinamanga… PFFFTTT the VOICE ACTING-- King is such a good friend for Saitama really thank goodness for him ASDFGHJKL THE WHOLE REST OF THE EXCHANGE IS SO GOOD ‘OK JERKOFF’ im d y i n g

I MISSED YOU PLZ COME BACK TO THE REGULARLY SCHEDULED BEING A LIL SHIT PLZ UR BEAUTIFUL also the king movements on the bike looked pretty neato

OK Honestly though why does no one know what the Hero Hunter is supposed to look like?? How is that not common knowledge among heroes by now?????

SCREECHING IM SCREECHING THE SECOND MOST IMPORTANT THING IN THIS EPISODE (i hope???? its running kinda late and I’m worried???????) THE NINJAS THE NINJA DUO ITS THEMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM theyre so pretty i cri ????

OK MONSTER WIND LOOKS REALLY COOL I DIG I DIGGGG also I REALY dig the ominous music and as this scene is nearing its end MY HEART IS POUNDING HELP

MARSHALL GORILLA IM HYPERVENTILATING AND SCREAMING AND MY PALMS ARE SWEATING ARM SPAGHETTI HELP MY EYES ARE WATERING TOO

my hands are shaking as im typing and i cant stop laughing nervously and my through is dry this is NOT NORMAL typing is hard im afraid to push play im afraid

its been 5 minutes i cant push play i cant

I MADE A MISTAKE THEY DIDNT SHOW THE OTHER HEROES FIRST HES ON MY SCREEN I CANT STOP MY LEGS SHAKING I BREATHE

tfw ive been just mumbling oh my god oh my god nope nope nope for 10 minutes help help help nope

hes on my screen but i cant push play i cant open the tab i cant

everything is so much easier if i didnt FEEL but I have FEELINGS \

I cant even look at him i cant hes too perfect help

30 minutes i can breathe but like shaking ???? ???

ok it only took 45 minutes alright ok ok ok open the tab and PUSH the BUTTON

I lied it took an hour i still cant look at the screen im gonna die this man will be the death of me I CANT GO 2 SECONDS WITHOUT PAUSING AND SCREAMING WHY CAN I REREAD THE CHAPTER OVER AND OVER BUT CANT LISTEN TO HIM FOR 2 SECONDS WHY

OK im gonna start counting how many times I’ve paused from now on its been AT LEAST 8 so lets start there.

11 long pause his voice im crying his face

13 just look at him I cant my stomach

14 “DRAT” help me

15 i keep switching tabs but cant push play again oh no

18 I just noticed he definitely has eyebrows here asdfghjkl

NO COME BACK TORTURE ME SOME MORE WITH YOUR PERFECT GENERAL PRESENCE that was the most exhausting 1.5 hours asdfghjkl what if they dont make a season 3 what if I never see him in motion again what if i just die

OH MY GOD DRIVE KNIGHT MY MYSTERIOUS SON THANK YOU I CAN BREATHE DISTRACT ME PLZ

WAIT

DESTROCHLORIDIUM I CANT HANDLE THIS EPISODE I JUST REALLY CANT I JUST AND THE HEKKIN CAPTION HE GOT A BAD CASE OF THE RUNS AND OMFG MY FAVORITE GAROU MOMENT FROM THE MANGA THUS FAR NEXT WEEK I !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i… no recap this week. i think my feelings on the ep are obvious. Thanks for reading and somehow managing to get this far? I appreciate yall so much really. Thank you for following me being nuts as I am. I seriously mean it. I’ll see yall next week with the next with the next episode!

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bittysvalentines · 6 years ago

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Gonna Make This Place Your Home

From: @lizards-online

To: @dellessanna

Kent set a box down in the foyer with a huff. He and Tater had finally both retired and decided to get a house in Providence together and really settle down. They had done the “fall in love & get married” thing several years back. Now all they needed was a home, a dog, and 2.5 kids and they would be set living the American suburbia dream. Well, as much as two gayhockey players could.

The sun was just getting high in the sky, as beams beat down through the skylight. Kent could handle heat after all the years of playing Las Vegas, but he never did enjoy the humidity of east coast summers, even when he was a kid. As he wiped the sweat off his brow, he heard his husband as he stepped through the threshold carrying one end of a very large sectional.

“Move Kenny, we are needing to get your oversized couch in!” Tater hollered as he walked backwards through the entryway.

“Seriously, this thing is heavy!” Swoops grunted, carrying the other end of the L shaped sectional

“Hey, aren’t you two professional athletes?” Kent chided, shoving the boxes they had already carried into the side so as to make way. “Fuck off Parser, lifting a couch is not the same as passing a puck” “Intelligent observation there Troy,” Snowy stood behind both men a decently sized box labeled ‘Bedroom’.

“By the way Tater, I swear to god if what I’m carrying is a box of sex shit you’re gonna pay so many fines.”

“Cannot fine if retired!” Tater called out in a sing-song voice from the family room where he and Swoops were setting down the couch. “Besides,” he grinned, returning to the foyer “we already move sex stuff in first.” Snowy rolled his eyes as he began to climb the staircase to the second floor. “T.M.I. man. T.M.I” Kent smiled to himself observing the scene around him. He never did imagine his life going this way. He never thought he would be allowed to have this: a gorgeous loving husband, a group of supportive friends whom he was out to, and as of this past season, the ability to retire on his own terms.

He had always imagined he would play as long as the league would let him, and then once he was outed by an ex, a hookup, Deadspin or whatever, he would take his hockey money and disappear from the public eye. He didn’t want to be branded as “the gay hockey player” or the other gay hockey player”.

But, a lot had changed the year Jack came out on the ice. The media backlash that hit him was harsher than he expected at first: reporters cornering him on his morning run to ask him for his comment or opinion, social media blowing up with pictures of Kent and Jack from the Q he didn’t even know existed, and wilder and wilder speculations being thrown his way through way of news reports and “investigative reporters” (read: busybodies with no sense of personal space or human decency).

It was all made more difficult by the fact that Jack had not warned him in any way shape or form that he was going to come out on public television in front of thousands of screaming fans right after winning the Stanley Cup. Jack and Kent later spoke about the event at length, with the former apologizing for the lack of communication. But not much could be done at that point. Kent had already been thrown under the metaphorical gay bus.

Much to Kent’s surprise however, his organization was willing to support him after all that had happened. His GM, Grant, met him at the gym two days after the fact, saying to him “If there’s something you want to tell me, tell me in your own time, but I’ll make sure the organization is there for you when you do” He came out the next day, posting a picture of Kit sitting in Alexei’s lap (with his permission) with the caption saying “tfw ur cat ignores u for ur man.”

Kent was quickly brought out of his reminiscent reverie by the force of two children knocking him over. “Liv, Ricky, you’re here earlier than expected. Did your dads let you skip out on camp today to help your Uncle Tater and I move in?”

Olivia Marie Bittle-Zimmermann, and Richard James Bittle-Zimmermann were Jack and Eric’s 5 year old twins. Both had deep brown eyes like their Daddy and the striking dark hair of their Papa. Kent swore they got bigger and bigger every single time he and Alexei saw them. “Uncle Kenny Uncle Kenny! Daddy’s gonna let me carry boxes,” Olivia squealed in delight, pulling on Kent to get up.

“I wanted to go to camp, but I also wanna see Uncle Tater,” Ricky was only slightly pouting but Kent could tell it was just for show.

“Why not me too you little bugger? Favoring Uncle Tater over me?” Kent gasped, in faux offense. Ricky smiled and ran off to find his favorite of the two.

Standing up to his full height, Kent picked up Olivia and popped her onto his side. “What took you two old men so long? We’ve already brought most of the boxes in.”

“I’m younger n’ you Kent Parson, so watch your tongue. We got held up.” Eric Bittle Zimmermann stood at the entryway referring to the two sizable pieces of tupperware containing what Kent hoped to be pie. Blueberry for Tater and chocolate mousse for himself. “I’m gonna go set these down before I grab some boxes.”

“Kitchen’s that way” Kent pointed down the hall to the left, setting Olivia down. “Why don’t you go help your Uncles carry stuff into the kitchen kiddo?” Jack walked in a moment later, carrying one of the few boxes left in the truck. It was labeled ‘Kitchen’. “Bits wanted to make sure y’all had pie for when everything was unpacked.”

“Lookat you Zimms, using ‘y’all’ like a born and bred southerner” “Haha yeah, after being with Bits so long it just slips out.” “I’ll quit chirping you man, but here, I’ll show you where to take that.” Kent led the way to the kitchen, carrying his own box he had set down earlier. Entering into the kitchen Kent saw Swoops and Snowy sitting criss-cross applesauce on the ground with Olivia and Ricky playing patty cake amongst the assorted boxes. His heart softened at the sight. He really did love those kids as if he were their biological uncle. He set down the box on the counter and walked up to his husband to give him a small kiss. “Hey babe. We’re almost done” Alexei in turn picked Kent up and placed a fat kiss on Kent’s cheek. Both of the twins made a face “Ewww” “Is good. Is getting too hot to lift” Alexei said, putting Kent down. “I swear y’all are so weak, it ain’t even 85 and you’re complaining.” Eric was on the opposite end of the counter, taking plates and silverware out of boxes. “Bits you say that as if you don’t put on a hat and gloves when it’s not even 10 degrees out” Jack chirped from the other end of the kitchen, taking a blender out of the box closest to him. Eric made a comment under his breath about Jack’s use of Celsius. “Both of you quit unpacking. Lyosha and I can take care of that later. Let’s just pause for a moment and dig into whatever Bits brought. I’m starving” Jack set down the blender and Eric placed the plates down on the counter. “I was gettin them to put the food on.” “C’mon Bitty we can just use our hands” Snowy called from the floor. Ricky was sitting in his lap messing with Snowy’s phone and nodded his head fiercely in agreement. “Yeah, no need to fuss Eric.” Swoops was right next to him with Olivia in his lap. She was wearing Swoops’ cap backwards and nodding reverently as if to agree. Eric shook his head in disagreement. “I swear once a hockey player, always a hockey player. Y’all are heathens and we are using plates.” “But Daddy!” The twins called simultaneously from the floor. Kent smiled. “C’mon now you two, gotta listen to your Dad, otherwise, he won’t let you have any pie. Even if he is taking the fun out of eating” “Kent V. Parson, I swear!” Later that night after the pie had been eaten and a good percentage of the boxes had been unpacked, Kent sat in bed next to his husband, replaying the events of the day over in his head. The image of the twins running around the house, playing and having fun caused Kent to feel a tinge inside. He wondered what it would be like if they had their own kids. It was the first time he’d given serious thought on the matter. He never allowed himself to imagine having a husband, a house and well, happiness. But now, he let himself imagine. He imagined tons of kids, smiling, calling him Dad. It made something in him warm, but it also frightened him. Kent had never had a relationship with his father. He didn’t even know the first thing of taking care of kids. Would he even be a good dad? “котенок, you thinking so loud. Keep me up. What is wrong?” Alexei sat up and turned to face Kent in their bed, interrupting his negative train of thought. “Lyosha have you ever thought about...having kids?” Kent sat up and faced his husband. Alexei paused for a moment. “Yes, many times. Did not think could though. Because of-” “Because of the gay thing” Kent cut him off. “But, like if you wanted, well, we’re both retired now. And we have this bigass house. We could adopt a few. Or maybe get a surrogate.” Alexei hummed and pulled Kent into a hug. “I’m liking that idea. We talk more about it tomorrow. It’s been long day.” He kissed Kent and laid back down on the bed. Kent laid back down on the bed and smiled, closing his eyes. Suddenly, he opened one and smirked, “Hey what’s that thing straight people in movies say when they talk about having kids? ‘Let’s start now?’” Alexei looked at Kent “Well…”

#kenttater #fanfic #bittysvalentines #bv2019 #omgcp

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tumblunni · 6 years ago

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More on my random yokai watch headcanon of Directator being Hoaxy Coaxy's son and Madam Mushroom being the mom

* Hoaxy Coaxy and Madam Mushroom met when she was another in the long line of random people whose dreams he tried to eat. But instead when he poofed into her Daydream Dimension he found her standing ominously at the end of a hallway like the kids from the shining and then she lucid dream'd him into a nightmare and kicked his ass. I just feel like Madam Mushroom is probably the most powerful human in this universe and no yokai would stand a chance, lol. He was utterly enamoured instantly by this strange human who was able to take control of his dreams for herself with her sheer lack of fear of him. And also ykno how she was all ominous and talked in riddles and acted like a trickster goddess to the people of the town. And most importantly how she did all this despite having no actual supernatural abilities, she just liked to troll people for the fun of it! Thats something to admire!! So he came back and apologized for the dreamwalking and was like "oh btw im not just a regular nightmare im literally an eldritch monster from the realm of the dead" and she was like "fuck yeah i knew magic was real, yo dude can you send me into people's dreams so i can give them cryptic warnings about nothing while hovering in a red room". And he was like "Oh Fuck We Are Soulmates" And thus began a grand romance of spooky pranks and cutey kisses! :3

* imagine this old lady adorably curled up in the arms of a giant floating severed head cloud man with ten foot tall fangs and they is napping together n dreaming of having cute dates

* one day they literally just decided to have a kid and It Was Complete. Hoaxy just dreamed up a baby in five seconds and then they had to awkwardly fake madam mushroom being pregnant for nine months. It was like having the worlds most hilarious in-joke! (Becoming parents did not make them any less immature)

* to manifest this dream child in the physical world they had to create some sort of vessel to stick the boundless essense of chaos energy into. Naturally, madam mushroom picked the best shroom in her garden! So Directator never got to see any of his baby photos cos they were all of some horrifying screaming face on a plant.

* related note: when he found out about this he pretty much stared blankly into space for three hours. Tfw u thought u were a normal human for 28 years then ur mum is like 'daww look this is when u were a tumourous mass of teeth in the garden that sucked in nearby birds into a nightmare dimension'

* oh and the reason Hoaxy Coaxy isnt around during present day is cos he ended up getting arrested and sent to the Infinate Inferno with everyone else who pissed off Enma. One of his pranks probably just went too far one day or something. THOU SHALT NOT PLACETH WHOOPIE CUSHIONS ON THE ROYALE THRONE!! So he was unfortunately unable to see his kid for a long time and Directator grew up just thinking his mum's weird fairy tales were stuff she made up to entertain him as a baby. He kinda looked up to Hoaxy Coaxy as a fictional character of all those stories, and only pieced it all together when he finally met him. Alas, the curse of having a cryptic mother!

* probably ghoulfather busted hoaxy coaxy out of jail and he was stuck working for this dude even though he didnt wanna. Part debt to him for the rescue, part raising money to get back home to his wife and son, and part 'well fuck i guess this dude technically created me so i kinda gotta'. The game just says that ghoulfather created hoaxy coaxy and doesnt elaborate any further, so my headcanon is that he was an old imaginary friend ghoulfather dreamed up back when he was human. And he discarded him as useless when he first started becoming evil. Hoaxy was very young at the time and left completely alone without any support of other yokai to give him guidance, or otjer human friends to care about him. So he had a tough time and ended up becoming this evil dream parasite out of necessity to survive on his own. Originally he was just a small powerless jibanyan-esque cutie mascot, and he's bitter that his creator only wants to take him back now he's become powerful enough to be useful to his evil schemes. So he has less loyalty to the ghoulfamily than the others and isnt blinded to how ghoulfather's once good heart has been clearly corrupted long ago. However he's also not exactly a hero or anything, more just a chaotic neutral dude who only cares about A: fun and B: ok i guess i kinda love my wife and son now. So his dissent is more just whining about how bored he is and noone respects him and cmon just finish the stupid evil plan already so i can go home. Also i know ur technically hia grandfather but ur not invited to my son's birthday party!!!

* anyway i dunno how but eventually directator's gotta reunite with his dad and itd be all teary and heartwarming and then he'd be like "CUT CUT CUT ok lemme take that from the top" *repeats exact same crying but now the crew is filming it* And hoaxy is like 'oh thank god my boy turned out just as silly as me'

THE END

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katrinawritesthings · 7 years ago

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Jonghyun/Taemin; One-Night Stand; PG

tfw ur one night stand wakes u up with a kissie and an uwu and an i love u and then like ten seconds later a “wait ur not my boyfriend lmao whoops”

Taemin pouts to himself as he struggles to wiggle into his pants under the covers. He just wanted to go out and do some fricking last night, and now he’s a mistress.

ao3

Taemin wakes up not to gentle sunlight through open curtains, but to a gentle but peppy tune that he doesn’t recognize. It’s accompanied by the steady, grating rumbles of a phone vibrating on wood and he scrunches his face, lifting one hand from heavy covers to rub his eyes. Ugh. He frowns at himself as he remembers the night before and why he’s being roused this way. Trust him to nab a one night stand with a fucking alarm. Garbage.

And rustling under his arm, a warm body next to his under the covers. He blinks blearily as his babe hums low in his throat and nuzzles against his chest. Soft brown hair pops up from under the covers over a round nose and plush lips. A tan, muscled arm wiggles out and paps around for his phone, grabbing it eventually and tapping the alarm dismissed. After, he drops it back onto his bedside table and then flops down against Taemin’s shoulder, rubbing against him and slipping a sleepy arm around his waist, tugging him close.

Oh. Taemin hums just a breath without even making any noise, peering blearily down at the babe burrowing into his shoulder with sleepy, whiny little grumbles. Well. Alright then. If he gets such a cute wakeup partner then he guess he doesn’t mind. He closes his eyes again, relaxing into his pillow and lifting his arm up around his shoulders. Jonghyun. That’s his name. Taemin thinks. He’s not so good at the whole memory thing, and even less so after a few orgasms. He’ll ask before he gets dressed and heads home, just to be polite.

A minute goes by before Jonghyun breathes in a deep, steeling breath and pushes himself up onto his arms.

“Good morning, my wonderful, my love, my space,” he hums, his voice a sleepy rasp. Taemin’s eyes blink open involuntarily, his face scrunching into a confused frown as he looks at Jonghyun above him. Before he can do more than register that Jonghyun’s eyes are just a pair of sleepy squints, Jonghyun leans down and presses their mouths together.

It’s a slow kiss, sleepy and tender, no more than a chaste mush of lips before Jonghyun is pulling back with a smile. He adjusts his angle a little bit and leans down again to nuzzle their cheeks together, his arms wrapping snugly around Taemin’s shoulders.

“Mwah,” he says in a tiny voice, pressing tinier kissies to Taemin’s neck. “I’ll make breakfast okay, babe? You stay here. I love you. Mwah.” And with that and another kiss, he slides out of the bed and shuffles into a small bathroom connected to the bedroom, completely unashamed of his nudity.

Taemin blinks blankly after him as the door closes behind him.

What in the fuck.

He pushes himself up on his elbows, sitting up against the headboard and rubbing more sleep out of his eyes. That was. Not correct. At all. In the slightest. He smothers a yawn in his hand too, looking around the end of the bed and the floor for his clothes. He thinks that he needs to get out of here as soon as--

A loud jiggle of the bathroom doorknob interrupts his thoughts; he looks up quickly just in time to see the door swing open, Jonghyun half hiding his lower body behind the wall as he looks at Taemin with wide, awake eyes.

“Holy fucking shit you are not my boyfriend,” he says loudly.

Taemin blinks back at him, somehow even more lost than he was a second ago. What the fuck, again. Jonghyun keeps looking at him, but as they stare at each other, a wide smile curves up his lips. He laughs softly, hiding first his mouth, and then his eyes, behind his hand.

“I’m so sorry, dude, oh my god,” he giggles finally. “I didn’t mean to wake you up like that, with the kiss, and everything,” he says. He shakes his head and runs his fingers through his hair. “Sorry,” he says again. “Just, like, scratch all of that.” He’s back in the bathroom with the door shut on another giggle before Taemin even has time to reply.

Instead, Taemin frowns, groping around for the blankets around his waist. Suddenly he feels way less good about his night last night. Like, not good at all. Anxiety rises in his chest and suddenly he needs to leave even faster than before. He finds his undies and his pants in a lump on the side of the bed. Grabbing them, he grimaces at the dried precome stain on the boyshorts and just folds them up instead to shove in his pocket. He can go commando on the bus.

It’s as he’s pushing the covers off fully to wiggle into his pants that the bathroom door opens quickly again. He blinks at Jonghyun for half a second before tugging the blankets up over his waist again. He’s a lot less confident when he’s sleepy and it’s not dark and he doesn’t like someone anymore. Jonghyun’s eyes flick to his waist and back to his face; a tiny smirk pulls up one corner of his lips.

“I’ll, um,” he says, fingers tapping sweetly on the doorway as he leans out from behind the wall. “I’ll still make you breakfast,” he says. “If you want.” His smile is gentle now, innocent, his eyes big and cute. Taemin grimaces, lifting his hand to rub the back of his neck.

“You, um,” he says, rubbing his fingers nervously together where Jonghyun can’t see. “Your boyfriend knows you were out trying to get laid last night, right?” he asks. Jonghyun’s surprised blink and little frown do nothing to lift his hopes.

“I mean, yeah,” he says, a smile back on his lips, a soft laugh accompanying his words. “I’m not an asshole.” Taemin grimaces. That wasn’t the most reassuring thing he’s heard in his life.

“Are you sure?” he asks bluntly.

“Oh my god,” Jonghyun sighs. He rolls his eyes and shakes his head fondly and Taemin is just feeling worse and worse about this. He does not believe. “Just, give me a sec,” Jonghyun mumbles, and closes the bathroom behind him. Taemin shakes his head. Wow. That wasn’t convincing at all. He pouts to himself as he struggles to wiggle into his pants under the covers. He just wanted to go out and do some fricking last night, and now he’s a mistress. He doesn’t deserve this.

The bathroom door opens again soon and Taemin looks up with a frown. Jonghyun is shuffling out, tying a fluffy pink bathrobe around his waist. Taemin snorts. That’s super cliché for a pretty charming cheater and everything.

“Look,” he says, flopping onto his bed and grabbing his phone. “My babe’s name is Jinki,” he mumbles, dragging open a pattern lock and tapping to his messages. Taemin scowls, doing up his button.

“I don’t wanna know who you’re cheating on with me,” he snaps. That’s even worse.

“No, oh my god, listen,” Jonghyun snaps back. For the first time he sounds annoyed and he flaps a hand at Taemin’s chest. “Look, right here, I told him, ‘I’m gonna go to a club with Kibummie and get laid, wish me luck.’ See?” He thrusts his phone under Taemin’s nose so he has to look. Taemin glares at him, and then at his phone.

Then he humphs shortly, snatching out of his hand to look closer. There it is, he guesses. That exact text, from Jonghyun, to a Jinki with four heart emojis on either side of the name. And under it, an “okay, good luck,” from said Jinki with a thumbs up emoji accompanying it. And above it, more texts that are obnoxiously mushy from Jonghyun and comfortably sweet from Jinki. Hmm.

“Kibummie is the one that was judging me before we left last night?” he asks, biting his lip. The really fucking intimidating one. Jonghyun snorts, but grins and nods.

“Did they look like the kind of friend that would let their friends cheat?” he asks. Taemin puffs up his lips, scrolling up to more generic boyfriend texts, down to the one Jonghyun showed him, a little bit more down to a “just got home, gonna frick a babe” text after it. Hmm. Jinki didn’t reply to that, but. He guesses. That’s alright then.

He hands Jonghyun back his phone slowly, avoiding eye contact as he feels heat start creeping up in his cheeks. Damn it. Now he’s feeling guilty for wanting to make sure. He doesn’t deserve this either. Jonghyun giggles next to him and presses a tiny comfort kiss to his shoulder.

“It’s my fault you’re so confused, honestly,” he says. “Usually I tell people I’m already dating before I fuck them, but. I figured it didn’t matter with a one night stand.” He shrugs as he puts his phone back onto the charger. Taemin snorts, but it’s light, a relieved little exhale of breath. Suddenly he feels much better again. He glances around to keep not looking at Jonghyun until he finds his shirt under his pillow.

“Yeah, well,” he mumbles as he pulls it on. He shakes his head. That’s kind of a good point. Taemin is pretty sure that he would have mentioned it last night if he did have any babes at the moment, but it’s not really that big of a deal that Jonghyun didn’t. It’s not like they’re gonna see each other again anyway, unless they run into each other at the club again or something.

“So, hey, like,” he says, smoothing wrinkles off of his chest and looking at Jonghyun again finally. He’s got one brow raised and an amused little smile, but Taemin doesn’t feel himself pinking too much at it. “You said breakfast?” he asks. He likes breakfast. Jonghyun laughs, a bright, loud thing before he muffles it behind his hands. His eyes turn into little crescents as his cheeks lift up and Taemin finds himself smiling back easily. He doesn’t even care what Jonghyun thinks; that was the smoothest subject change ever.

“Yeah,” Jonghyun says. He nods as he gets up off of the bed. “Yeah, I’ll make us some food,” he says. “Give me a few.” He backs up into his bathroom again as Taemin nods. When he closes the door behind him, Taemin flops to his back on the bed. Staring at the ceiling, he grimaces at the black makeup smeared on his hand from where he rubbed his eyes earlier. Whoops. He hopes Jonghyun lets him use his bathroom, too.

#jongtae #jonghyun #taemin #pg #brotp #oneshot #jong comes out nd taem goes into the bathroom and when he comes out jongs halfway through making a lil breakfast #and taem sits at the table v smol nd jongs like u know poly ppl exist right #nd taems like Yes I Am A Poly #and jongs like ??? why were u so confused then #nd taems like idk maybe bc its Polite to tell ppl ur already dating someone before u frick them #[[[tea emoji]]]#and jong just :v #also hes like Technically i have two boyfriends lmao minhos just sex repulsed and doesnt like hearing about sex so ofc i didnt tell him #and taems like lmao yeah thats okay #also also they run into each other at a mcdonalds one time #and jongs like oh uwu hey nd taems like oh hi #nd jinkis also there and they all eat together and taem blushies the whole time bc jinki keeps smirking at him #bc jong totes told jinki about taem #taem still gets jongs number tho so like.... it was a win #and soon jong has Three boyfriends and one qpp and hes just u w u

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49scribes-a · 7 years ago

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{--Starting the day off with some quotes from the last stream and then working on drafts!--}

TAKING THE MORNING SHAFTS WAS TOTALLY WORTH IT.

I mean... shifts. Totally shifts.

I feel like I'm being shafted tbh.

God that singing ghost lady ruined my life.

Agh, my leg, why does my leg hurt?

It remembers the fear.

Have my gun out. Ready for it... not ready for it. Let's be real here, I'm not ready for it.

I know... HO, I know what's around there.

I hate that I know something's gonna attack me and I know I'm gonna freak out and shoot it and those-- THOSE, are gonna fucking come back to life and attack me too.

Preemptively shoot them. Double tap for the fucking idiot who came before you and didn't.

GET THE SHINY. ALL THE SHINIES.

Oh there's something under that car. And there's also a shiny there.

Mmm, do I want it? Decisions decisions.

Time for me to like, Die inside.

Don't get up, gimme your brain juice.

You... got that brain juice. From his ass.

What is that. Its shiny.

Go grab it. Go hug it.

Fuck that lady. She got herself into this mess.

Yes.... extract their anal juices.

I mean snot.

I mean...

Totally brain juice. Right right.

Shoot her anyway. Shoot her for having a crappy hairstyle.

You start doing some freaky shit like the padre I'm gonna shoot you.

Oh god she's a crack addict. Run. Run far away.

She's on crack or meth -- either way its bad.

I read sebastian as satan.

Sebastain as Satan? How the Hell Isa? Hello though.

I dunno but I think she's about to change and I don't like it.

It gave me an angle and I don't like the angle.

Mobius Dick.

Meth does that to a person. Meth. God. Its such an obvious thing.

I'm serious. Don't fucking start turning into a thing. I'll shoot you. This is a small ass house.

And god that fucking thING. I DIDN'T THINK THAT THING WOULD BE THIS EARLY. W H Y.

GO CLOSER. I CAN'T SEE IT. WHAT IS IT. I KNOW IT WILL PROBABLY KILL YOU BUT I WANNA SEE IT.

OH MY GO-O-O-D. WHY. W H Y. WHYYYY.

That place is glitching out and I don't like it.

This place looks cozy.

Marco? Better not be a fucking polo around here.

MMMMMMMMMMMM YO. Um...

That door is locked. Why is that door locked.

THAT SCREEN WASN'T ON.

It was the asbestos.

That's me. I told you what I planned to do to the house.

I don't like the way the lighting is... I don't I don't I don't. I don't like... the way the lighting iiiiss. Its locked. WHY. *GASPS* OH JESUS CHRIST.

Its fine -- you just walked in on a man getting his viagra.

Oh god.... ooooooh god.

Ur fear. It fuels me.

I DON'T WANT IT. IF THERE'S ANYTHING BEHIND ME I DON'T WANT WHAT YOU'RE SELLING.

ok but. demonic girl scouts.

YOU MOST DEF DO WANT WHAT THEY HAVE.

UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUMMM...... HMMMMMMMM. SPRINT IT, SPRINT IT, SPRINT IT.

Hey look is that me? I mean Sebastian... is that Sebastian from Beacon? That's so weird? Something better not come out of the blood I swear to god-- don't do it, DON'T DO IT. OHMYGOD.

Little demons that want to sell you death cookies.

yeah but they'd taste bitchin in the few minutes before you died horribly.

Were those... tentacles. Because I know where this is probably going if they were.

Just... break your mic Bianca. Just straight up shatter it.

We all know.

Ok thank gods.

Straight up the ass.

No. Keep those tentacles away from me.

I know that definitely wasn't there before.

Anything else in here that I need, before I go? Besides ANOTHER HEART ATTACK.

Yaoi hands?

You know that lady in the first game with all the spider arms and long claws? Yeah, that was her. I recognize those claws.

OH. I KNOW. I KNOW HER.

YE. DAMN. I HATE HER. If she appears in this one, I'm going to riot.

THERE BETTER NOT BE ANYTHING ELSE WAITING FOR ME OUT THERE BECAUSE I WILL SHOOT IT IN THE FACE. You all dancing over there across the street? That's fine because I don't want you ANYWHERE NEAR ME RIGHT NOW.

The void.

WHAT IS IT. GOD.

Oh a shiny.

I bet it was weed. Sebastian out here picking up bad weed.

Whatever. Whatever whatever whatever, I'm just hearing shit.

OH NO. NO NO NO NO. WHY IS SHE HERE. I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO SEE HER AGAIN. UNTIL CHAPTER 7.

She just wants your scalp.

She wants you. She thinks you're her lover. She's the clingy girlfriend.

That's horrifying.

OH MY GOD SHE DO THAT FAST MOVEMENT SHIT, NO, NO, BYE.

That noise was behind me... that noise was behind me, right? ...that wasn't behind me.

I don't know what's going on but someone's having a rough old time in there.

Someone is having a bad time in the bathroom. They need laxatives.

Oh hello, there's two of you. How the fuck did you get in here?

Bye to your fuCKING HEAD. Bye to yours too.

Why is there a pile of dead bodies here now? This wasn't here before. This game keeps changing and I don't like it. I'm afraid to see what I'm gonna find down there now.

Watermelon head steve.

Tfw ur mom calls u "allen" and u don't know why but brb

Porn. Its their porn.

Nah it'll be singing ghost this time.

Yodel-a-yeehoo. Nothing?

Nobody down here and this is what I came to get. This is what I risked my fucking life for.

Please... please... please don't pop up again.

FUCK this house by the way. Like. Fuck this house.

BTW. MY WORK PLACE HAS RAT TRAPS SO I GUESS THEY HAVE VERMIN PROBLEMS, AND THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY BC IF I SEE ONE OF THOSE FUCKERS IMMA GRAB IT WITH MY BARE HANDS AND WOW THE WHOLE STORE. UP MY PAY GRADE -- I CAN CATCH RATS MAH SELF. They keep getting into our soda syrup specifically. Idk why.

I wanna buy my own soda syrup so I can just... put it on pancakes.

I don't think its that kind of syrup.

Try anything once.

Exactly. Especially once if its toxic.

Hey man its your life.

And quite possibly your funeral but u know. Have fun. Yolo.

You guys can all stay the HELL away from me big thing. Don't want it.

PRO TIP. SINCE THERE'S A MILLION SUBWAYS ALL OVER THE GD PLACE. THEY HAVE LOTS OF BAGGED PICKLES AND JALAPENOS AND BANNA PEPPERS AND SAUCES JUST... RIGHT THERE. RIPE FOR THE TAKING. And they last quite a while in the bags.

What is that? Is that like a milkshake bar?

Its a SKYSHIP. STEAMPUNK TIMES. Wait hold on. Airship.

The mile high club.

Shoot em in the ass. That'll teach em.

She's your stalker gf. U will be hers or u will not have the chance to be anything else.

Ditched out on your date with her. What else did u expect.

That's fine u didn't want to know what it was anyway.

Standing in the bushes. A great strategy. I love bushes.

She def didn't hear that.

Can he ghost through walls. Can she open doors.

Bushes are friends.

Glitching blood. Same.

I know she can go straight through doors I just hope she doesn't go straight through this fucking door.

Mood.

She's coming for you.

Go away lady I don't want what you're fucking selling.

She's not selling anything -- she wants what you tried to sell her. Your heart.

Hige you're not helping.

The cold is mood too. Its fucking freezing in my room rn.

The dead man is mood. The dead man and his glitchy blood -- hella mood.

Okay its not helping that my controller is also doing this weird pulsing vibrate and I don't like it.

He's not dead, he's just resting. Oh my god.

Go out there and just. Run.

Run and don't look back.

There she be.

Something just mOVED. IN MY ROOM. I'M F FREAKCING. S C R EAMS. Oh nothing moved. I moved that earlier. Okay we're good.

Seriously can someone just look up how long these encounters last because I don't know and I don't think she's supposed to be following me around but maybe its just me and she's just like "HEY YOU YOU'RE JUST SPECIAL".

She's a betta fish. Look at her dress. Betta fish.

Or maybe she's a friend. She sings songs. She's friendly. She just wants to make you happy with her singing.

She has all them arms for hugs.

I'm holding my breath for u.

Just keep moving. She can only be behind you right.

I mean. She could be. Above you. Or under you.

My waifu. She's gone.

Damn that bitch really needs to stop harassing me.

File a restraining order.

Oh that sounds like a good time.

Shot it in the face.

He laugh at u.

What r u doing. Don't run into it.

w ha t he f cuk. I sjt. c chOEKD O N MY PIZ A.

I hate to be the one to tell you this but... acid beats knife.

Don't die isa.

Su ch en cour a gng wor d s.

b i tch you better run.

WHAT WAS THAT.

Note to self... electric bolts work WONDERS on those things.

Dang. No creepies in the crates.

I'd rather have the ghostie boo instead of that... fleshy thing.

Sounds like they got into the firecrackers again.

He angery. HULK WANT OUT. LET HULK OUT.

Hulk's weak bitch ass cousin.

You're dead right? Like, one hundred percent? Because... if either of you get up. You DEFINITELY better not get the fuck back up again.

Hulk's disappointed in his cousin.

I am doing a concern, friend.

You don't like any noise, Bianca.

You're right Kit, I don't like any noise, because noise means bad stuff.

I've figured out why its so cold in my room. The ghost lady has come to me. I'm embracing it.

She has come to hug u.

Yes.

She has many arms for tight hugs.

GOod. I like hugs.

Technically they're like. Sashes or something. Like a gd betta fish.

Betta fish lady ghost. I wanna muse her now. Bettafishghcst would be the url. She's coming 4 u, Lavi.

That fucking laugh tho. "nyA HA".

Why would u do that 2 Lavi.

Bc I love him.

mAN I WANT SOME COFFEE.

Coffee is nasty. Ya'll are nasty.

Wow. Not if you put enough cream and sugar and flavoring in it.

Cappuchinos are where its at.

Nah still nasty.

It doesn't taste like coffee anymore-- wOW.

Coffee is the devil's brew.

Uuuuuh this place looks no bueno.

The devil's brew and the devil's lettuce. Le go. How many other things does the decil have. Devil*

No its decil now.

Does the devil live on a farm in the country?

BEELZEBUB HAS A DEVIL BUT ASIDE FOR MEEE, FOR MEEEEEEEEE, FOR MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

Devil butt. Fuck yea. Thanks beez.

I... I meant. put. gOD DA MN I T. FUC KK.

Gotta face ur fears Bianca. Face them like a man. A big, burly man.

A bara. Have those huge yaoi hands.

Someone's gassy.

I hear something... where is it? Oh no. NOOO. ITS THIS BITCH. Why.

ITS A CLICCCKEEEERRRR.

Called it.

Even in assumed death, they have a knife. Relatable.

YEET.

BLOW OUT HER UTERUS BIANCA.

SHE. EATS. BULLETS.

Back. I got sour patch. Hopefully I don't end up choking on it.

Sour patch to soothe your soul.

Like I choked on me fucki n pizza?

You know what she reminds me of? The um... Witches from Left for Dead?

"YOU STARTLED THE WITCH".

And y'know now I can't get back up so this is it. This is me, gonna die and regretting it, doing it a lot.

"You startled the witch" my ass, more like-- WHOA, that startled me. More like you have a death wish.

Best friends kill each other before the apocolypse.

Good thing Lavi and Doug aren't friends then huh? Kek.

Lavi and doug tb-- i'm.

Oh wait. : >

I... sorry Bianca, I have to leave because SOMEONE'S being mean to me. Jk. I'm staying but gD.

They're having a rave. GLOWY EYES RAVE. *BEAT BOXES*

Oh look there's a ladder... there's a tripwire too. God damn it, where's the camera?

U lived. I CAN'T BELIEVE.

That's bad luck.

I hate how tight it is and that I'm not seeing whatever is seeing me. I hear heAVY BREATHING.

That's not heavy breathing -- its purring.

Its Doug. He's coming for u.

o h. nOT DOUG.

SURPRISE.

MY SON ISN'T LIKE THAT. MY SON JUST WANTS AFFECTION.

STRANGER DANGER.

Don't blow urself up.

Hallejulerr.

The green juice is fuji dew.

You're dead, right? You're not dead, I'm not gonna bother you right now.

Evil train. tHERE'S SOMETHING IN THAT TRAIN.

I love the editions of the flies in this game, but the lack of maggots and decay is upsetting.

That's a big rat.

I SAW IT MOVING. I KNEW IT WAS THERE.

She's busy freaking over the rat.

I haven't seen someone so upset over a rat since my mom found a mouse in her pillow.

She's just mad cuz her tanning bed turned her into jerky.

Head splodey.

You woke them up. What the fuck that was rude of you.

I mean, you're alive. I consider that a silver lining to this whole situation.

I keep expecting more gouls in a box.

Ghouls in a box, much like kittens in a box, but now with fifty percent more mauling.

Only fifty?

What, is fifty percent mauling not good enough for you? Is this years model of ghouls not violent enough? GOD KIT, not everyone can keep up with your strict mauling standards.

Oh come on my mauling standards aren't that high. I just assumed this wasn't the world of Hello Kitty or MLP.

How safe is O'Neal's safe house, really?

You can service me any time bby.

Probably cuz you got cockblocked by the ghost lady lmao.

She wants u to stay that bad. She's such a sweetheart. Clingy and murderous, but a sweetheart.

Oh that looks like a fun time. Let's walk right into the squiggly room.

Hey look its the slow mo brain juice again.

Its just a bullet to the brain m8. Aint that bad. I've taken a few of those.

U mean Fuji juice. Wait.

Tropical punch.

I meant fuji dew.

Blah, can't read with this-- Damn it sour patch. You're ruining me.

Ur gf is coming.

Please nothing come at me-- YOU'RE A FITCH.

It blue but it not cold.

Um... see THAT I don't like.

Excuse you. That is called abstract art. And it is gorgeous.

THAT SCREAM.

All I heard was the sound of my ears imploding. And then silence.

Its the sound of forgiveness.

Its neato.

Screaming and then silence.

OKAY CARL. Get out of here.

Okay phone?-- not cool.

No save -- we live and scream and die like men.

Don't get caught by the ghost lady in all that distance ; >

Wing it like a birb. Caw caw.

Sitting here making noise in rl with the desperate hope it gets you caught somehow.

midget shadow.

Children are omens of death. Do not follow the pitter patter of feet.

Can confirm. Just look at Colette.

DON'T TALK ABOUT MY DAUGHTER LIKE THAT.

Too easy, Isa. Too easy : >

I swear to god nothing better crawl out after me. I will throw my controller at the TV and then regret it.

U think a door will save you? Ur a stupid bitch.

She's... probably dead. Just like. nEVER MIND.

Ur waifu awaits.

I really hope nothing is waiting for me. Other than those things across the field-- where'd they go? ....Wheeerre'd they gooo?

That earlier growl says there probably is.

Okay now I'm concerned, there were... things. All of the things were-- okay where are they. They were rIGHT THERE.

Maybe you got lucky and they just despawned.

That's what we thought about the ghost lady kek.

Your "why"s just now kinda sounded like the ghost lady's "la la"s.

That's way too man <3s.

She ain't going anywhere. Driving me nuts with your hunkering in one spot and standing still.

So much for "no ghost lady until chapter 7"

Well too bad Hige I'm not prone to run gung ho like "HEEEYYY".

Well you either run or you die so its really just up to your personal preference.

M8 that is too red to be days old. That is five hours at best.

I have this love hate relationship with kids because part of me is like "satan spawns" but then I just. want to protect them. Like what the fuck is wrong with me.

I hate kids and I have no desire to protect them.

And you are 100% faking death good sir.

There's another little statue here, but I-- don't wanna be here anymore, BYE. Yep, don't wanna be here. Don't wanna, don't wanna, don't wanna.

He didn't see shit now.

*sighs* That body kinda twitched and it was nasty how it did it.

Good job Bianca. Can't climb up a damn ramp.

Please stop yelling. Stop yelling.

Ew. Ew. I mean its a little cool, but ew.

I don't like not having shotgun shells. Shotgun shells are like my security blanket.

Sebastian, please, take the steps like. Two at a time.

Nothing is ever "just a light" kek.

"Another doll" how many dolls this fucking kid have?

Who died? Who you? Randall Figg.

WHOA. OKAY. That hallways gone.

ITS THE BAE.

That's a tentacle monster.

I've seen enough hentai to know where this is going. Well. I've heard of enough hentai to know.

I have actually seen enough hentai to know.

Sin city poppin up round here.

Are those human centipedes?

SHE FOUR LEGGING IT.

Oh my god there's more things here. O'Neal. Even though you're an ass, at least you gave me stuff.

I wanna lick every single window in this place. I'm not sure why, but I just want to.

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