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[devildevotee]

How did you start dabbling in demonolatry?

this is a long post so i'm gonna tag it with long post but! i hope this makes sense.

but basically, it started off with me encountering a non-named demonic spirit in my practice and at the same time, finding a blog here that's since been deactivated (czortofbaldmountain). through just exploring their blog freely, seeing their posts on my dash - i went from being hugely frightened of the presence of demons to being neutral towards them. it started off with me just wanting to learn more in hopes that i could either banish this demon or educate myself on how to behave around it without pissing it off - but essentially, i gave myself time and space when i needed it, so i was able to digest information that i learned (starting from czort's blog, extending to more blogs, and then extending to texts and non-blog resources).

i was initially very afraid, but over time, i went from frightened, to neutral, to positive regarding how i saw demons. it was all from exposure to other people's practices, and using my curiosity to fuel me to learn. but what made me finally take the step in involving myself with my first demon was with an apology.

because, when i first started witchcraft, i contacted baphomet. to summarise the experience, i became very paranoid of them and thought they weren't interested in being a teacher, and instead were trying to make my life a living hell. i was terrified of baphomet, as a new witch - and what started off as me putting a framed photo of baphomet at the centre of my altar with gems and offerings galore, wanting to learn from them and grow closer to them... ended with me smashing the frame and dumping it in the trash, completely done with them. it was just about the most disrespectful thing you can do, putting a deity's beautiful image alongside rotting smelly garbage and flies.

so, i only started opening myself up to demons when i felt i'd made things right between me and them. i talked to baphomet for a long time one night, trying to gauge how they felt. they were angry, and felt hurt with how i treated them. they'd left me completely alone since i'd dumped their picture frame in the garbage, and my paranoia only grew since - i kept getting more and more afraid of the dark, the evil, the wicked, and it was getting to a breaking point. it was at that point that i started seeking out blogs like czort's, knowing i couldn't keep living in fear of the demonic.

to this day, i'm trying to do right by baphomet. i now see baphomet as just one face of satan and lucifer. i'm always regretful over how i treated them as something disposable and worth as much as garbage. but yes, it was since that initial apology to them, that i felt a calling to lucifer shortly after. lucifer was the first demon i was serious about, and it was a journey going from petrified of demons to now, me contacting them whenever i need support and help with something.

tldr; was very VERY christian in how i saw demons. my first time being open to demons was contacting baphomet, but i quickly chickened out and hugely disrespected them in the process. i became more and more fearful of demons since, but it eventually reached a breaking point and i tried to do some gentle exposure to blogs in order to kinda normalise demon work for me. it worked, and i became more curious about the work generally. since then i apologised to baphomet and started working seriously with demons to help me feel better about them. it worked.

[scalpelsister]

Life's full of surprises. Can't argue with that. Good. You've got a habit of creating them.

[spinjitsuburst]

ramble about ur favs i wanna hear abt ur thoughts -zaptrap

HAN’S INFODUMPING ABOUT JAY... START!!!!

so like sgdkdhdkdhd I say Jay and Lloyd are my “favorites” but honestly it’s so hard to pick favorites out of this skittles squad like I love EVERY character for a variety of different reasons. I was going to also infodump about Lloyd but then I started talking about Prime Empire and then this post got. Long. So. it's just Jay I may infodump about Lloyd another day especially since I'm very Conduit Brained Rn but yea yea!

this is long so i'm putting most of it under the cut so y'all don't kill me for making a huge long post

I considered putting Zane and Sora on here as well since I’d also consider them my “favs” but like this is already gonna be. A lot of. Infodumping (also i typed THIS part before I even started and decided not to yell about Lloyd because this already got long enough). Maybe I’ll make a separate post for those two hmm hmm much to consider but for now MY (technically) FAVORITE NINJAGO CHARACTER: JAY WALKER

THE SPARKPLUG WHO INVADED MY BRAIN LIKE A PARASITE

so hey his name is a pun this makes me laugh ridiculously hard every time I remember he is named. After a misdemeanor HSKSHDKFH

Jay is such an interesting case of a character for me because I started out the show not liking him. Which is. Stares at my entire account I think my feelings have changed somewhat

Jay starts out as an asshole I don’t think anyone can disagree with me there (although honestly they’re all assholes in early ninjago they bullied a ten year old and left him dangling several feet off the ground) but over the course of the show you can see him start developing into a much more interesting character. He goes from being so insecure he's faking everything about himself to someone who knows who he is and is so genuine about it

now yea we could argue about whether his character was too uwu-ified post-season 10 but this is the FUN HAN POST SO WE'RE NOT GONNA TALK ABOUT THAT the point is you can SEE the growth that Jay has gone through and I am going to show you that growth through what I call

✨ The Skybound to Prime Empire Effect ✨

I AM SO PASSIONATE ABOUT THE IDEA THAT PRIME EMPIRE WAS WRITTEN TO BE A DIRECT PARALLEL OF SKYBOUND AND WAS CENTERED ON SHOWING HOW THE NINJA ESPECIALLY JAY HAVE GROWN THROUGHOUT THE SEASON

when season 12 rolls around we are at the point in Jay's development where he is CONFIDENT in who he is. He's a fun-loving jokester with the power of lightning and the drive to help people whenever he can. He uses jokes and humor to help alleviate tension and get people through whatever's happening. And when on his own what does he do?

BECOME AN ENTERTAINER BABEY

i like to think jay's club in prime empire was a safe haven for anyone stuck in the game who figured out hey. we Can't Leave and felt freaked about it. Also Jay would generally try and spread the word that hey something ISN'T RIGHT HERE which would lead people to want to stay with him

(totally plugging my friend's fic but this kind of thing is explored in would you like to enter prime empire by @finn-m-corvex y'all should check it out cool cool)

also the prime empire shorts which i watched all of in the midst of typing this video cuz i love them go watch them please please please jay was publically fighting the red visors which I imagine may have raised some red flags for some players

THIS SOMEHOW TURNED INTO PRIME EMPIRE INFODUMPING LMAO ANYWAYS Jay's confident! He becomes an entertainer because it's who he knows he is! And it's something that will get people hyped and having fun, which is very in-character for Jay to do! He uses those kinds of things to mask the Bad Things going on and get people remembering what's good

I've talked about this sort of thing before but that's Jay's whole philosophy as early as season 9! Which is a DIRECT contrast to how he views it in season 6, as Nadakhan puts it scarily accurately

"You make jokes to mask the fact that you're afraid"

(i was gonna grab a screenshot for that like i did with the hunted scene but netflix has bloCKED THE ABILITY TO TAKE SCREENSHOTS THE WAY I USED TO and i don't have them already and i'm too lazy to grab them from elsewhere so alas trust me he says it)

making jokes to hide your fear and using humor to remind yourself of what's good and coping with the bad are two VERY different outlooks on it

so I think this outlook is what drives him to make this glamrock persona in the first place - this is a bad situation, one he's in with other civilians, and what better way to keep him and themself safe until the others get there than throwing a big performance at a safe place!

also it's just so gender okay I want to look like Superstar Rockin' Jay so badly

it's also interesting to see his outlook on his parents change over time! In season six he finds out Ed and Edna aren't his birth parents and feels upset about it, not understanding why his birth parents would've abandoned him. In season twelve, that outlook changing is EXACTLY why Jay's able to get through to Unagami

"I was abandoned by my parents, too!... I never understood why, and I never had the chance to even ask. But I always hoped there was a good reason. What if there's a reason?"

(again curse you netflix i wanted SCREENSHOTS whatever whatever)

It's this scene that gets Unagami to calm down long enough for Milton Dyer to get there, and presumably is what stops him from just. Flattening him and Jay like a pancake.

to piggyback off of this i absolutely adore how Unagami and Jay consider each other adopted brothers in that one book I still haven't read and I hope he's in Dragons Rising at some point Unagami is my favorite "villain" (no longer a villain) in the whole show he deserves more screentime

like this is where i found out about this and it's plagued my mind ever since. i need to read. this book just for them

SO YEA OKAY Prime Empire is "Who is Jay as a Person Post-Skybound" to me also it opens up so many fascinating things about Jay. I rest my case

so backpedaling a little bit. JAY CARES SO MUCH ABOUT HIS PARENTS GUYS IT'S SO SOFT AND I'M sobs

like yea the first episode with Ed and Edna in it has Jay avoiding them like the plague but this gets explained very easily when you remember he was bullied for his home life before he became a ninja. It makes a lot more sense why he wouldn't want them around his new friends, assuming they'd react the same way. Also how was he supposed to know literally all the rest of the groups parents were either dead, presumed dead, or had a toxic relationship with their kid lmao

(Cole calling his mom kills me. Cole's mom is dead. I know they probably just didn't think that far ahead when writing the dialogue but it's so funny mans pretended to call his dead mom to get on Jay for not appreciating his parents iconic behavior)

anyways literally every episode Ed and Edna are central to (except like the one in skybound) Jay stops at nothing to protect his parents and it means the absolute world to me he's so much like them!! They raised an inventive little nerd and he will stop at nothing to make sure they're safe and it's. It's SO IMPORTANT TO ME OKAY

ALSO this is an excuse to clip my favorite piece of dialogue possibly in the entire show. Except Netflix won't let me now. So you just get the text dialogue

Jay's just fallen from the sky with a messed up eye and is incredibly distraught that all his friends are captured. And his dad just. The woRLD IS FALLING APART AND HE'S EATIN' SOUP-

Ed i love you

anyways

anways anyways this just turned into me rambling about prime empire and then Ed and Edna and a lot of disjointed other stuff but thank you for this opportunity i was going to also ramble about lloyd but i put this post in a word count and

yea i think that's enough for a tumblr post anyways! If anyone wants any like. More logically thought out and direct thoughts about characters feel free to send me asks this was fun thank u @zaptrap for this opportunity to scream about jay

[oceanbluuu]

For your doodle ask, maybe LHL characters and that put a character in your outfit meme from a few years back

idk which meme ur referring to so i just draw them in the outfit I usually wear 😭

[crystal-pvp]

Do you think there's a difference between the effects of Lesser Divinity and the weapon Lux used to ULTRAKILL Diansu Invictus? Because if so, I'd love to know what the difference between The Mason's death and "recycling" and Diansu's existence being repurposed.

(Also do you think it's possible the Vivaelysium/nanobots used for the Invictus Assembly could've interfered with the Charter? He did say they'd eat him alive if he ran out of power, after all-and I get the feeling that wasn't a throwaway line. (I'm not trying to insinuate he could still be alive, by the way: I've accepted Diansu is dead. just think the Nanobots eating the user when they're low on power could potentially have some... Interesting Side-effects on Charter. What do you think?))

That's a great question, and something I have been wondering myself. I don't think I'll be able to be confident in my opinion on that until we get to see Lux's POV of obtaining and using the Dusk Epitaph. We know what the Lesser Divinity is supposed to do, as it was explained in Winsweeps video and we see it be used firsthand. I would assume the Dusk Epitaph to just be an extremely powerful weapon Lux needed to acquire in order to have a chance of winning the fight, but due to the fact that Diansu did not immediately die when taken to 0 hearts, and instead was trapped in golden chains, leads me to believe the Dusk Epitaph to have some other purpose.

It could simply be that it is another permakill item and nothing more, but the fact that this chain stasis effect did not happen to anyone killed with the Lesser Divinity, I don't want to assume that they have exactly the same purpose and/or effect.

Interestingly, the way Diansu dies is more (visually) similar to the Masons death than the deaths of Void and Zombie to the Lesser Divinity. I don't have much to say about this observation, but unless Diansu has, unbeknownst to us, previously dealt with the Seven, I see no easy answer as to why they bare such a resemblance.

If I had to guess I would at least say that the two weapons are similar. They did (presumably) come from the same source, after all. Both weapons also create similar light beam effects when used, but that could very well just be due to the tools used to make the mods, as well as wanting all the charter items to keep a similar vibe/color scheme.

Additionally, the death messages from the 2 items are not exactly the same, so this could also be evidence that they cause different effects upon use.

Dusk Epitaph death message:

Lesser Divinity death message:

Regardless of the intended effects of each weapon, what happened to the Mason after death was not related to the weapon which killed him. I don't think we can really compare those two instances, as the Masons fate was (I believe) due to his dealings with the Seven, not the weapon used to kill him.

(Quick sidenote, but I am so sure that the Soulcleave Glaive (the Masons weapon) causes the same death message as the Dusk Epitaph, but I cannot for the life of me find an instance of the message in any videos, and am too lazy to go re-download Mason Decor to find out for myself. However, if I am remembering correctly, I feel it is a noteworthy observation to include.)

As for the question about the nanobots, I'm assuming by "charter" you mean items from the Charter mod like the Dusk Epitaph. But if not, sorry mb </3

Personally, I don't think the nanobots would have any more effect than the fact that Diansu is literally just a robot. I don't know how distinct the divide between a machine and a living being with a "soul" is, or what that would mean for things like permakilling etc etc.

I wish I had more to say on this part, but I am quite literally just the Mason guy. I unfortunately struggle to remember much of any other lore, the only thing letting me retain so much information about the Mason is my pinboard that I can look back on, and a touch of autism-fueled obsession.

[capricores]

Hey I really liked your answer regarding the difference between sun opposite moon and square moon. Could you share more about why you consider conjunct the worst in terms of difficult aspects? Love your blog btw!

Hi angel!! Thank you SO much, that means so much to me!! I'm so happy you enjoy my content and I hope I can start putting out more content again <3

For anyone who didn't see the ask on squares vs oppositions but may be interested, it's here!

So I consider inconjunct/quincunx the toughest to deal with out of all the harsher aspects, not conjunct aspects, just for clarification! I don't consider conjunct aspects to be easy nor difficult, I find they're more neutral depending on what else is going on with the planets involved!

A lot of people would probably disagree, as many astrologers still dismiss the quincunx as a minor aspect and say it's impact is less than that of a square or opposition - but I very firmly disagree lol. In my years of studying other's charts and how they manifest, as well as my own chart (which has squares, oppositions and quincunxes) - I think the quincunx is the most difficult (although I think Square aspects are a very, very close second). For reference, the following signs are inconjunct/quincunx:

Aries: Virgo, Scorpio

Taurus: Libra, Sagittarius

Gemini: Scorpio, Capricorn

Cancer: Sagitarrius, Aquarius

Leo: Capricorn, Pisces

Virgo: Aquarius, Aries

Libra: Pisces, Taurus

Scorpio: Aries, Gemini

Sagittarius: Taurus, Cancer

Capricorn: Gemini, Leo

Aquarius: Cancer, Virgo

Pisces: Leo, Libra

The following signs are Square:

Aries: Cancer, Capricorn

Taurus: Leo, Aquarius

Gemini: Virgo, Pisces

Cancer: Libra, Aries

Leo: Scorpio, Taurus

Virgo: Sagittarius, Gemini

Libra: Capricorn, Cancer

Scorpio: Aquarius, Leo

Sagittarius: Pisces, Virgo

Capricorn: Aries, Libra

Aquarius: Taurus, Scorpio

Pisces: Gemini, Sagittarius

The following signs are Opposite:

Aries & Libra

Taurus & Scorpio

Gemini & Sagittarius

Cancer & Capricorn

Leo & Aquarius

Virgo & Pisces

The main reason I consider the inconjunct aspect to be the most harsh, more so than opposite/square aspects is that the inconjunct signs often have very little in common. No common element, no common modality. Square & opposite signs are from the same modality (fixed/cardinal/mutable) so they tend to have a lot of underlying similarities regardless of how different they are on the broader spectrum! As different as Sagittarius and Virgo are, they both carry a lot of the same inherent mutable traits (always learning/loving learning, flexible/frequently changing, etc). There's an easier potential for opposite and square signs to find a balance, because they just naturally have a lot more common ground.

Meanwhile, look at an inconjunct pair such as Scorpio and Gemini. There is very, very little in common with these two energies. They both are investigative, dramatic; but that's about as far as you'll get. You have mutable air and fixed water. Scorpio is intense, obsessive, overbearing. Gemini is flaky, non-committal, and distant [sorry for using the negative traits for both - it just highlights the differences best here lol]. Another example is Taurus and Sagittarius. Taurus craves and needs stability, routine; they are nostalgic and romantic. Sagittarius hates conformity and stagnation - they need frequent and often dramatic change, they dislike routine, and tend to not be sentimental whatsoever. Trying to list out similarities between inconjunct pairs will take you much longer, and result in a much shorter list, than if you were to list out similarities between square or opposite sign pairs.

If someone is a Sagittarius Sun with a Taurus Moon, their ego and personality (Sun) is at complete odds with their emotions and needs/comfort (Moon). Their Sun wants to travel the world, make new friends, speak their minds, act on impulse and last minute notice. Their Moon is cautious and a homebody; and would rather think things over for a long time before speaking and acting. To satisfy their Sun, they betray their Moon; and vice versa. It's not easy to balance these things, and some would say it's more about learning to compromise within yourself rather than finding a balance like you would with an opposition aspect.

Another example of inconjunct signs: When a Scorpio Venus falls in love, it takes a VERY long time to fall and even longer to accept and admit the feelings. Gemini Venus falls in love so fast, sometimes daily lol, and they usually don't have much issue in admitting it. They're very expressive and open in their affection, whereas Scorpio Venus is reserved and it can be hard for them to show it openly/in abundance. Gemini Venus can also get over relationships and friendships very fast, Scorpio Venus gets their heart broken hard and can take years and years to recover from a relationship that Gemini Venus would probably get over in a month or two. With finance, Scorpio Venus tends to hoard - they tend to build their savings accounts very high, work hard to earn and save their money, probably into investing/etc. Gemini Venus doesn't hoard - they're extremely generous with their money and have a "I'll just buy whatever I want, I can always earn the money back" mindset.

To list the similarities between a Gemini and Scorpio Venus.... would be very scarce. Comparing a Scorpio Venus instead to their opposite (Taurus Venus), we would see an abundance of similarities; the two actually work great together and have a lot in common. Looking at Scorpio Venus' square counterparts (Leo Venus/Aquarius Venus) we'd see a lot more differences than the opposition pairing, but still more similarities than the inconjunct pair - because at the end of the day, Leo/Aqua are also fixed signs and can relate to the intensive nature of Scorpio Venus to an extent. Mind you, they aren't great matches synastry-wise, and I wouldn't say these Squares are easy to deal with whatsoever! Just ""easier"" than an inconjunct, in my opinion.

I really enjoy cafeastrology's description regarding a Sun-Moon inconjunct/quincunx aspect, I recommend reading their entire article on the quincunx aspect here. Here's a piece of the article that I find immensely accurate, as someone with a Sun-Moon quincunx myself:

When the native expresses his or her will (Sun), he or she feels vaguely insecure, as the emotions don’t “back up” the will. When the native expresses his or her needs (Moon), the ego balks. Indecisiveness is the result, as well as a tendency to be quite unfocused, tense, on edge, and largely unsettled. The native needs to work on accepting both the Sun and the Moon in his or her personality in order to feel whole and to avoid sabotaging relationships and life goals with self-defeating attitudes.

So basically, TL;DR, I consider inconjunct/quincunx the most difficult of aspects due to a complete lack of common ground. It's hard to balance the energies when they aren't even on the same scale. In my own experience, working on healing and dealing with my inconjunct aspects has been worlds more difficult than working on healing and balancing my opposition and square aspects.

[sporefound]

✿ !

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  /  [ your muse ] is the good influence  /  [ your muse ] is the bad influence  /  [ my muse ] is the good influence  /  [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other

i feel like there is sooooo much to play with here. i definitely think it would take amanita a hot Second to warm up to lawrence's approach to life. she would probably pick up on his sensitivity & then pick on him because of it. she was raised to target spot that shit & though she's long separated from that life, old habits die hard. this being said, i think his perseverance despite the pain of Feeling & Existence would wear away at her prickly first impression. i think she's definitely wary of holy people in any regard because of her past as former cleric, but i think lawrence's perspective would widen her view in a way she might not have otherwise considered. she soaks up new information like a sponge & lawrence has Much of it. so long story short: i think they could be friends, with time, but it might not be easy for amanita at first.

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  /  [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  /  [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from my muses side ]  /  unrequited [ from both sides ]  /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ]  /  soulmates  [ literal ]  /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ]  /  cheating [ with your muse ]  /  other 

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ]  /  siblings [ step ]  /  [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  /  [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  /  [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  /  [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  /  [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  /  [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other

i think if they did develop a familial bond, it would come from nita growing & harboring respect for the relentlessness in which lawrence stands by his ideals. i think she might try to take him under her wing at first but realize that's not going to work & learn very slowly that is not how this is going to work. i think it would be closer to a found family sort of thing. i think there could definitely be something to play with in a parallel between nita's initial impression of lawrence & lawrence's father's impression of him. but instead of keeping on trying to tear him down, there could be like that respect of growth & fondness of person if that makes sense?? i guess it could be like the vibe of step-siblings that realize fighting isn't going to make their situation any better & slowly realizing they can work it out. if that makes sense?

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other 

so while there is a lot of room for a story of growth & shared understanding, there is also a lot of room for conflict. amanita & lawrence are opposites in a lot of ways & that could lead to some serious conflict. nita would constantly try to Justify the amount of compassion lawrence has for a world she see's as cruel / ask him to justify it & if she's not convinced she would be super petty about how wrong she thinks he is. i could see her pride bouncing off of his stubborness & it causing some problem. i also think his hero complex would be something nita picks at constantly. so while they could be friends, it would also be super easy to go in a less friendly route because of how drastically different they view the world & their places in it. nita see's the world as constantly ready to rot & lawrence seems to be someone who wants to keep that from happening.

[trentskis]

claudia you're one of the only people on this site i trust to have good opinions on this so i hope this is okay. jadon sancho was made an outcast for having a bad attitude or attitude problem and now people are saying that djed spence from leeds was sent back to spurs because he had a bad attitude as well. am i being overly sensitive or is this happening exclusively to confident young black players? it stinks. willing to hear others out on this also if they have input. thanks!

first of all thank u for sending and also for liking my opinions gjfjf. secondly no i don't think you're being overly sensitive at all, usually if you get a stink off something it's for a reason (also ppl love trying to be like ohhh youre overly sensitive to invalidate your thoughts n feelings about stuff, esp when it comes to topics like race). i do wonder how sancho would've been treated if he was a white player, and i feel kind of horrified that eth is being allowed to essentially isolate and bully a young black player who struggles with his mental health and just like.. nothing was done about it and no one ever raised it as an issue. they cannot get sancho back to dortmund and away from that demonic man soon enough!

also i didn't know that was why spence was sent back from leeds, i know during leeds pre-season gnonto and sinisterra were disciplined for "attitude problems" or something of the like too. it's just something i always raise my eyebrow at and would love to hear both sides of the story of, because obv there are genuinely players with attitude problems, but the amount of times black players are like, condemned for it is kind of gross and i for sure think they are held to a higher standard than white players. not football but this happens all the time in f1 as well, verstappen is a giant baby man in his car and no one cares but apparently yuki tsunoda has "anger issues" for doing the same thing lol. christian horner another man who is never seeing heaven.

as for if its exclusively black players, there have been issues with white players that they have been disciplined for (the whole leandro trossard/de zerbi thing for example) but i agree with you it's disproportionately black players and people are way weirder about it too. people are weirder about black players in every aspect of life. it could be a coincidence but it's more likely a pattern, subconscious or not. if anyone would like to further discuss my inbox is open!!! except don't be a freak about it!!!

[hugsqueeze]

Just rambling about future project hosting BELOW!!!!! 🐛

Maybe I'll write (more) extensively about this another day, but I've been delaying and stalling any kind of creative projects out of fear/aversion to modern fandom culture and also... Just general stage fright. I like the idea of making comics for my stories or even working on games again. I've been drafting stuff for several projects on and off. But I always clam up and lose motivation when I imagine my work circulating to a much bigger audience. ☹️ Idk why, it's too intimidating. And I repeatedly thought to myself, "Well, I just wish that I could show my mutuals/friends the finished product and that's it." Not have it in a public space necessarily, but give the link to a couple people I feel comfortable with. And maybe over time, I would feel comfortable enough to release it for the general internet to see. Though the idea of being at the center of a fandom again is. Really... frightening and overwhelming to me 😭 Even now.

Mostly everyone who follows me here is on my comfort list of people who I would want to see my work. But again, if I just post the direct link or comic pages or whatever, it's a lot easier for random people to stumble upon it. Not trying to say that I think my projects are going to be good enough to get majorly big (nor do I want them to get big!!!!), but Hopefully you know what I mean anyway!!!! >_< BUT! I recently realized that I can make certain characters/posts/etc authorization only on my toyhouse! So, if I want to post comics or even game links, I can do so there. That way, only a limited number of people will see it. And even if it gets shared with others, it probably won't reach a huge audience of people. :] Thus keeping it MOSTLY in my circle of friends/mutuals and such (at least as much as possible)!

Again, this is a sort of makeshift solution. And maybe (HUGE maybe) I could make my stuff not authorization only in the future! But, for now, going forward, that's my game plan!!! Because I don't want to make games to accumulate an audience, I want to make games for fun. And because I love my OCs and want to see them come to life. I don't want to stifle my creativity out of fear. If that makes sense!! Anyway... I apologize for the rambling!!!

[inkykeiji]

Idk if you ever got this question! but the girls touya-nii got with before reader, were they anything similar to her? like the willingness to completely submit and be good for him and wear similar cute clothing. or was he first attracted to reader becauseee she had those personality traits no one else had? and then from there he just fell in love

ooh anon this is a really interesting question!!

it has a fairly simple answer: touya is not picky at all when it comes to the people he fucks for fun. for him, it was always and would always only be a one night stand type situation; he genuinely had no desire to get to know any of the people he fooled around with, and they were mostly from his crowd/scene (drug addicts, party animals, customers). if anyone tried to get too close, or attempted to form a bond any deeper than surface level, he almost immediately cut them off. he toyed with one or two out of pure curiosity—you know, to see what it's all about, to see if there's anything for him to get out of it, to see if it's worth it—but it was never anything serious or significant. ultimately, he was never looking for any sort of relationship beyond a ‘we fuck on occasion and know a few surface level details about each other, but that's as far as it goes’.

with reader, on the other hand, his original intent was to play with her. he planned to play the long game, to take advantage of the situation that he had been gifted by the gods (that is, her living in the same house as him, and him having access to her practically whenever he wanted) and mangle it beyond repair, twisted around his pinky like some sort of gnarled, sick ring, ready to be tossed aside whenever he grew tired of it. what ultimately makes him fall for her are those qualities you’ve mentioned. he might’ve detected hints of them in his previous hookups, but never to the extent of reader; never on her level of desperation and sheer obedience, never with the same voracious, all-consuming need to please and be good and receive praise—something that seems to be innate within her (rooted in her soul, almost; an irrevocable part of who she is) and purely insatiable.

just as a little aside (because ur question got me thinking), touya-nii has technically never had a girlfriend (or boyfriend/partner) in the sense that he's never been ‘official’ or committed to any one person at one time. he’s had stints and bouts where he fucks and hangs out with and gets high with the same person for a string of months before they really start to bore him, but that doesn’t mean he wasn’t off fucking other people on the side, nor was there ever any sort of label slapped on the relationship. as i’ve said before, he’s a certified sociopath and has immense trouble forming (or even desiring, for that matter) lasting, meaningful relationships and emotional connections with others, which is a big factor relating to all of this.

also!!! @ ur second ask hehe your question totally does make sense! thank you for sending it in!! <3 i can see where you’re coming from with your own situation and why it would’ve sparked this question! interesting for sure, and i'm glad it ended up being such a compatible match!! <3 anyway i hope you got some rest anon bb <3 have a lovely weekend and stay safe!!

[clowningaroundmars]

No i adore ur tags plz continue. I do really like the idea of kevin being aspec! I personally headcannon gwen as aromantic bisexual, so its basically a lot of comphet on both ends yk (i personally see kevin as a completely alien sexuality, with attraction and sex being something illusive to him bc he didnt grow up in the alien culture that would have made it make sense, sane w gender). I also believe (not discounting ur headcannons bc i agree there is something not allo abt kevin and also about ben [sub footnote did u know the reason he abd julie broke up is implied to be bc he wouldbt put out for her? During the episide where theyre shown to break it off julie is talking about taking their relationship to "the next level" and when ben gets upset to her but is rlly just playong a video game sge dumps him. Makes u think] but anyway i also think allo ppl should totally also engage in relationship anarchy and also it doesnt just have to be "friendship+"like i see a lot of ppl define it as, ppl can have relationships w love and sex and all that bullshit and still be like 'fuck labels' bc they dont like what they come with. Which is what i imagine for ben and kevin, that their relationship is like soulmate life partner who i kiss and hang from a flag pole by their underwear/shove in a locker.) Anyway this ask is too long but uve engaged me in my favorite subject, ben and kevins relationship. Have a good day

no no this is all AMAZING i love it too!! i am also a resident bevin stan altho i'm newer to the fandom but ye lol

very valid points esp wrt kevin being so entrenched in Alien Culture that relationships as humans see it (well, commonly anyways) is completely foreign to him. but at the same time, he was homeless for a MINUTE, didn't grow up in a normal environment for a kid at all and even if he was 100% human, his life is... simply not normal at all LOL so no matter what, this poor boy didn't stand a chance in normative relationships as defined by society anyways

so yeah even tho i hc kevin as aspec myself bc i love to Project, i also agree that even if he is allo that it would be best for him not to end up in a typical allosexual hetero setup (well. i mean he did in the show but his story has been retconned 50 times by now so. what's another retcon? :D)

RELATIONSHIP ANARCHYYY!!!!! 🔥🔥🔥

soulmate life partners who kiss each other and shove each other into lockers LAKDJDKSKS accurate

god how absolutely wild it is that we get a relationship this complex and deep in a freakin kids show tho huh. everyone's talkin about enemies to lovers meanwhile ben 10 writers are living in 3099 portraying a lifelong relationship between two young boys until adulthood where they're lovers, best friends, enemies, soulmates AND rivals all at the same time huh

enemies to lovers? no.

enemies AND lovers. AND friends. AND rivals. AND soulmates!!!

[lovekindled]

warning, sender presses a knife against receiver's neck as a warning. / percabeth?

smile is nearly as sharp as the blade pressing against his skin, eyebrows raising in surprise and wonder as his right arm, the one currently holding his sword, falls back softly against his side. percy can feel a couple of curious eyes evaluating the situation, but entire attention is devoted to annabeth in that moment. “ if you don't want me to go that badly, you could've just said so. ” he remarks, clearly amused. even he is inclined to agree that the knife to the throat makes the situation more entertaining, probably less dramatic than an argument would've been. training session had somehow turned into a discussion of a newly proposed quest, the physical strain leading to unexpected honesty from him as they both tried to improve their battle techniques.

eyes soften suddenly, face tilting to the side as much as the celestial bronze will allow. “ i was thinking of saying no, either way. believe it or not, i don't like being away from you for longer than a couple of days. ” that much had been true even before they started dating, annabeth's absence always a point of discomfort for him. after everything they'd gone through, he found that he'd rather spend his time by her side than completing quests. there were enough heroes to go around, and percy would like to believe he'd done his part. fingers reach out to touch the hair that had slipped from her ponytail during the combat, hoping the gesture is reassuring. “ can i have my neck back now? ”

⁽  ⠀  ♡  ⠀  ⁾ ⠀  actions speak louder than words   ,   not accepting.

[snowballseal]

aww i love how u write sylus! you write him so soft and domestic but still so *sylus* if that makes sense hahahsbakdnfb (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

if ur requests are open can i req one with sylus and a reader who start to slowly crave headpats from him? i feel like he would give the best headpats ngl,, ty in advanced if you do~

Head Pats

Sylus X Reader

Summary: You want head pats from Sylus, but you can't bring yourself to ask him out loud. Safe to say though, Sylus likes granting the desires of your heart.

Word Count: 2050

Note: This was NOT meant to be this long, but the more I wrote, the more I become obsessed with this idea. So yah, I hope you enjoy! Thank you for the adorable request!

Also, consensual aether core usage (by Sylus) (don't know how else to put that lol)

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There are quite a few things you like about Sylus.

Of course he’s handsome. You would have to be blind to not see that. Admitting it is another thing though, because the man’s ego is already insufferable at times (and you definitely will never admit how attractive that is in and of itself). But every so often, you catch yourself staring at his face, the sharpness of his jaw, the perfect curve of his lips when he smirks, the mesmerizingly morbid color of his eyes. He’s literally gorgeous.

You also love how he takes action. Even if that action is something you disagree with. You’ve come to terms with the different ways you function. You’ll always be tied to the law, the regulations drilled into you while at the Hunter Academy. Yet, whenever Sylus drags you into his schemes, you can’t deny the way your heart races in exhilaration. 

Not to mention, it also means he never stops pursuing you. Being in a relationship with him is like a dance, and all you have to do is follow. Sometimes it’s like you’re spinning so fast you can’t focus on a single thing around you, but you know he’ll never let you fall. And sometimes it’s slow, just the two of you pressed together, sharing the same breath, the same time. 

Though he’s never opposed to you taking the lead for a little while.

You like his mind. His quick wit and sharp tongue. You like riding with him on his motorcycle in the dead of night, far outside the N109 Zone, where it’s easier to see the stars. You even like his god-awful singing voice.

But one of the things you secretly like the most, are his hands. Not in a sexual way, even. You just like how big they are, how, when you compare hands, he can curl the tips of his fingers over yours. The confidence they have when curled around a gun. His callouses from hours training in the gym and work. Their capability to take life when he needs to.

Yet, they make you feel undeniably safe. Comforted when they rub your back whenever you “force” him to cuddle with you. Cherished when he cups your jaw, his touch impossibly gentle despite their ability to cause so much violence.

There’s only one thing he hasn’t done, and the more you think about it, the more you desperately want him to.

Head pats.

It started when you were watching a movie, and the male love interest patted his partner’s head, all the while calling her cute and teasing her. It was like a curse. Your mind immediately conjured an image of the two of you in their place, and you wondered what it would be like to have Sylus gently pat your head while teasing you, and that’s all it took to send you reeling.

At the time, Sylus had asked why you were suddenly so red, but you’d played it off as getting a little warm. Which worked, though he definitely gave you that look, the one that says he doesn’t completely believe you. But you weren’t going to out yourself like that!

It’s ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous! You almost feel like it would be less embarrassing if it were something inappropriate. This feels somehow weirder. Isn’t it? Maybe it’s not. Maybe you’re just overthinking it all…No, maybe the weird thing is just how fixated your mind is on it. And how it pops up every time you’re near him.

Like today.

You and Sylus are in his kitchen. You’re sitting at the table, watching him as he idles around the counter, preparing dinner. The chef had a family emergency, leaving the two of you to prepare your own meal. Which you were helping with, until Sylus teased you about your knife skills and banned you from the kitchen.

Cutting vegetables is not as easy as cutting up a wanderer. Realistically, you were closer to cutting off the tips of your fingers instead.

So now you’re just watching. Sylus works, efficient and graceful, his brow furrowed ever so slightly in concentration. You cross your arms over the back of the chair, propping your chin on them as your eyes follow his deft movements. He really is good at everything. His hands move as if it’s second nature, handling the knife confidently, without an ounce of hesitation.

They’re always so sure. Unshakable. Just like him. If only-

“If you keep staring at me like that, sweetie, I might have to consider changing occupations.”

You blink, realizing Sylus had caught you, his movements paused in favor of pinning you with an amused look. Heat creeps across your cheeks, turning you a brilliant shade of pink. The corner of his lips curl up.

It, of course, hadn’t escaped him exactly where you were staring. Nor was it the first time he had noticed you staring intently at his hands this week. At first, Sylus thought it was just coincidence. You have the tendency to space out, especially when you’re tired. But then you’d blush adorably and snap your attention somewhere else with that pout on your lips, as if you were thinking about something specific. Something embarrassing.

And Sylus is curious. What could his little hunter be thinking about that could fluster her so badly? It wasn’t like you to get embarrassed, especially with him. So he set his trap. And you’ve wandered right into it.

“It’s almost as if you were thinking of something else,” he hums, waiting for just the right moment.

“I um, no, I just, I like looking at you,” you stumble over your words, sitting up straighter, though your face already feels warmer than the sun. You’ve definitely been caught. “You’re my boyfriend, aren’t you supposed to like it when I look at you?”

His eyes narrow, simmering with an intensity that makes you squirm. You try to hold it, try to keep your gaze steady, but it’s like staring into a fire. The heat is too much for you to take. So you give in, looking at your lap and twisting your fingers in an obvious sign of hesitation.

“Hmm, your lies need work.” The knife makes a soft ‘clink’ as he sets it against the counter. His footsteps are quiet as he walks around the island. You can’t help the way your breath catches when his fingers curl tenderly under your chin, forcing you to look back up at him. Sylus raises a brow, amusement glinting in the depths of his eyes, “You’ll have to be more convincing if you want me to believe you, kitten.”

“I’m not- I’m not lying,” you try again meekly, though you already know you’ve lost the war.

Sylus looks at you for a hard minute and this time, you can’t escape his intense gaze. It’s like he’s trying to unravel you, to strip you down until you’re bare in front of him, so he can read every part of you. And he can. It doesn’t take long for a flicker of recognition to cross his face, and you can feel your heart racing against your ribcage.

A devilish smirk curls his lips.

“You desire something,” he murmurs, voice lilting with curiosity.

You hate how good he is at that. A pout captures your lips, and you wish you could just cover your face. Maybe then this whole conversation would disappear. But you can’t, not with how intently he’s watching you. So you just keep pouting, staying quiet.

Sylus hums, leaning down a little, so his warm breath brushes your lips, “There’s no need to act so embarrassed, kitten. I quite enjoy fulfilling your desires, especially when I’m at the center of them.”

Oh, you wish you could smack and kiss him at the same time right now. How can one man be so insufferable and so absolutely perfect all at once? You wish you could just come out and say it, you know he wouldn’t think anything of it, and then your morbid curiosity would be sated.

But there’s something about the way he’s looking at you, the way your heart is racing, the way you can’t. stop. thinking. about his stupid hands, that makes the words lock themselves behind your teeth.

“I just can’t…say it,” you waver.

The air goes quiet for another moment. And then-

“I won’t force you.” Of course. Sylus’ expression softens a fraction, the teasing glint replaced by a serious line between his brows. Because while he enjoys pushing you, seeing how flustered you turn, he’s never one to take it too far. Not with you. “I suppose I can allow you to keep a few secrets, as you’ve so generously allowed me to keep mine.”

You both know it’s a farce of an excuse. Sylus still has his secrets because he’s much better at keeping them. He’s a mystery you don’t think you’ll ever be able to unravel. This is his way of giving you an easy out. 

He won’t push this if you really don’t want him to.

And that’s why you want to tell him.

When he slowly starts to pull away, taking your continued silence as confirmation, you reach out, fingers curling around his wrist. Sylus stills. He looks down at your small hand before quirking a brow at you.

You take a deep breath, seizing back some courage, “I just don't want to say it out loud. But if, if you want to find out using other methods, that’d be fine.”

Now both brows shoot up. Intrigue. You shift nervously, but keep your chin high, looking at him expectantly. Sylus’ lips flicker back into a smirk.

“Well, since you’ve given me permission…”

You nod. Sylus’ gaze focuses back on you, not that it ever left, his expression settling back into something serious. His right eye starts to glow softly, and it’s all you can look at. This time it’s not so scary, not so unnerving, when you feel the haze creep across your mind. Maybe it’s gentler because you’re willing, or maybe because your relationship has changed so much, but you almost feel a warmth filling your senses, drawing the answers gently from the depth of your soul and telling him exactly what you’ve been thinking about this past few weeks.

Surprise flickers across Sylus’ face. He stifles a genuine smile, the glow of his eye slowly dimming until they match again.

“All of this, over wanting me to pat your head?”

His voice doesn’t hold any judgment, not that you were truly expecting it to. Still, if you could blush darker, you probably would, despite the relief you feel at finally having it out there.

“I know, it’s silly,” you admit, biting the inside of your cheek, “I don’t know why I couldn’t just say it.”

Sylus shakes his head, “I’ll admit, it wasn’t what I was…expecting, but none of your desires are ‘silly’. Except perhaps your need for enough stuffies to cover our bed.”

“They need a home,” you shoot back immediately, feeling more yourself again.

“Right, right.” Sylus hums. His fingers stroke absentmindedly along your cheek. “How could I forget? It’s out of the goodness in your heart that you spend all my money to bring them home.”

“That’s right,” you huff, “Who better to give them a home than us?”

“Of course. I take it back.” You blink when his hand leaves your face, only to settle gently on your head. You glance up at him, eyes wide. A fuzzy warmth fills your chest when he tenderly fusses your hair, those vermillion eyes glowing with fondness. “I suppose every desire of yours is adorable. So next time-” He leans down, nose touching yours sweetly. “-don’t be so embarrassed to share, sweetie.”

His hand smoothes over your hair one last time before he draws away to go finish dinner. You bite down on your lip, spinning around to collapse against the table, unable to stop the small sound of happiness that escapes you.

Sylus’ laughter fills the room, along with the sound of more cutting.

It seems he has another tool to use to his advantage for showing you his love. He’ll have to make good use of it, if the way you kick your feet through the entirety of dinner tells him anything.

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This request hit waaaaaaay to close to home for me. Love me some head pats. And I COMPLETELY agree that Sylus would give the best head pats.

Thanks for reading!

[stunie]

“OH? NEED SOME HELP?”

WIND BREAKER + “HELPING” YOU OUT. ft. choji tomiyama, hayato suo, kaji ren, kiryu mitsuki, sakura haruka, togame jo, umemiya hajime, & sugishita kyotaro x f!reader

filled request: “Bofurin + Shishitoren guys with a gf who has a minor temporary injury that leaves her a little helpless and them realizing they find her helplessness kinda hot.”

mdni - suggestive; 3.1K wc. thank you for sending this in :> it’s been a while since i did lil hcs like this !! hope u enjoy nonnie <3

TOGAME JO.

Togame’s eyes are locked on your mouth.

Or more specifically, the way your pretty lips are currently wrapped around his ramune bottle, throat moving up and down with each gulp of soda that you swallow. It had been your idea to have him feed it to you like this, hold the bottle up to your lips as you sip, eyes gently fluttering shut to better savor the taste.

“I can’t really do anything with my hands in my current state.” He remembers you giggling before gesturing to his unopened ramune bottle. It was only 2 PM when you had asked this, but his entire day has been… challenging, to say the least. He’s spent nearly every minute helping you like this, never really realizing just how much you need your hands until you were back at his side every five minutes to ask for another favor.

And as if the world wanted to spite him, it started off with you asking him to brush your teeth. He had you seated on a stool, your mouth falling open in a lewd ‘o’ as he tilted your head and brushed them for you, but the thought of prying around inside your mouth already had him breathing hot and heavy. Not to the mention you had asked him to brush your tongue only a moment after, lolling it out with an ‘ahhh’ so he could apparently “reach it better.”

The ramune bottle was just the incident that happened to tip him right over the edge.

He’s suddenly hyper-aware of just how nice your lips look when they're pressed against the glass, and as soon you swallowed your first sip— confused and clueless eyes flickering to him when you noticed him staring— he felt himself gulp as well.

It doesn’t take him much longer to get carried away, his mind racing with all kinds of.. thoughts. He wonders if your lips would look any different if they were pressed against his dick instead of the glass. Or how’d your mouth would feel around him if he shot a load down your throat with your head hanging off the edge of the bed.

And you can’t use your hands…. so what’ll you do if he takes you against the wall? Would you just drape your arms over his shoulder and let him bully his cock into you over and over? You wouldn’t be able to clench your fists or even claw at his back. You’d just have to hang on and take it, wouldn’t you?

Choji’s words finally start to make sense to him.

It’s been nagging at him for a while now. He’d always get pulled out of his trance with a rough jab to his cheek, followed by Choji’s face emerging in front of him, grumbling something about “the way you look at her! You’re such a weirdo.”

He hadn’t really understood what he meant by that at first. He was just looking at his girl, wasn’t he? But when he’s watching the way you’re licking at the corners of your lips, whining about how some soda has started to drip down your chin, he thinks he gets what Choji meant now.

SAKURA HARUKA. cw food

“Thanks for helping me, Haru.”

You’re leaning forward with a little smile before your mouth parts open in a cheerful “ahhh,” watching the way Sakura’s shaky hand comes to feed you another spoonful of Lucky Charms. “O-of course. I said it was no problem.” He scoffs, a light dusting of red across his cheeks as soon as you’re taking a bite with a hum.

A part of him feels guilty for having these types of thoughts when he’s only feeding you some cereal. He’s been trying to get it all out of his head, trying to think of everything and anything that’ll get him soft, but it’s not working. It’s not leaving his mind. And as if his luck couldn’t get any worse, a bit of milk dribbles from the side of your mouth and you gasp loudly.

“Ah! Can you get that?”

You’re leaning in closer, and wait- was it even possible for you to be any closer? Your face is just a couple inches in front of his as you angle your head, gesturing for him to help. You’re way too close, way way too close for comfort, and oh- fuck.

There’s no napkin.

His thumb comes to swipe at your mouth before his mind even processes what he’s doing, finger pressing into your lip as you stare up at him with an unfamiliar look in your eyes. And oh… suddenly he’s keenly aware of how how you feel under his fingertip, how soft your lips feel against him, and the way you’re practically on your knees peering up at him like this..

It has his mind racing.

This sight of you— all helpless and confused, not a clue in the world about what he’s thinking about is just too much for him to handle. The thoughts he was so desperately trying to get rid of are storming back in his head with a newfound intensity the next second, and he knows it’s all over for him.

CHOJI TOMIYAMA.

“This is easy.” Choji smiles, bumping his back up into you with a huff to get a better grip on your thighs as he carries you home. He has you draped over his back, your arms wrapped around his neck as you try to hold back your sniffles. Probably twisted it, he had said, but he wasn’t gonna let something like this ruin your date night. He’s got your shoes in his bag, and.. it’s actually quite nice to have you this close to him.

It’s only about halfway home when he starts to notice it. particularly, the sound of your breathing against his ear.

Very sharp inhales and very shaky exhales.

It hurts, doesn’t it? he can tell just with one look at you. You’ve been biting your lip, tears brimming along your lashes as you try to ignore the pain. It’s a little hard for him to think of anything else with the way this feeling’s bubbling up inside him each time your breath fans right against the outer shell of his ear.

They sound so familiar, and he’s thinking hard. What was it again?

Was this how you sounded when he forces one last orgasm out of you? It’s close, he thinks, but not quite. Your chest is heaving up and down by that point. So maybe it’s when he teases you a little too much? Slowing down right before you reach your high? Yeah, that’s better. That’s when you start sniffling like this.

Choji’s suddenly much more aware of your presence- your body— he can vividly feel the way your tits are pressing up against his back, and he knows exactly how’d they look right now. Just this feeling against his back is enough to have him squeezing your thigh a little harder, jaw clenching just enough for you to not notice a thing.

Such a pretty girl can only rely on him to take you home, right? No one else?

He’s absolutely ecstatic at the fact.

HAYATO SUO.

You haven’t noticed him just yet.

Suo keeps his distance, watching the way you struggle to reach into your cabinet, groaning as you try and stretch just a couple more inches to grab that bowl. On a normal day, you could just go onto the tips of your toes and reach them, but with the way your right foot is all wrapped up, you can’t go much further than this.

He has to stifle a laugh when he hears a dramatic sigh followed a muttered curse under your breath, and he watches in amusement as you take a step back to just glare at the assortment of bowls lining your cabinet, hand coming to angrily rest on your hip as you shift your weight back on your good foot.

“So fuckin’ annoying,” he hears you grumble. “Why’s it so high in the first place?”

This would probably be a good time to help, suo thinks.

“You know, you could have asked me for help, love.” He whispers straight into your ear, hovering over your shoulder as his tassel earrings tickle the skin, and you violently jolt forward at the presence, head whipping around in a flash. “Hayato!? Y-you scared me..!”

He takes a step forward with a lighthearted chuckle, observant eyes immediately noticing the way your lips press into a nervous line when his arms fall beside you, caging you flush against the counter as you stumble backwards on your good foot. “You didn’t tell me you got hurt. What happened?”

You’re not looking at him anymore.

“Oh..” you mumble. “It’s kinda embarrassing, so I didn’t tell you.”

He’s silent, but his eyes are glued to your foot until you finally continue, voice coming out unsteady with how intense his gaze feels. “But since you’re here… that bowl,” you shyly point above you. “Can you get it? … Please?”

The silence has your heart racing. He has you pressed up close against the counter with nowhere to go, and he’s so awfully close. Staring too, and you can’t quite pinpoint the emotion in his eyes. Or eye.

It makes it even harder to tell what he’s thinking.

“Course I can help,” and you’re narrowing your eyes at the all too innocent smile that’s coming back to his face a second after, as if he didn’t just spent a good ten seconds staring at your foot with a weirdly stern look on his face.

You know Suo better than this, though. There’s usually a ‘but’ that’ll follow.

“But…” and there it is. “I’m a little curious. Let me take a look first.”

“You don’t need t—ah! Hayato?!” You squeal when he’s hooking his hand under your knee, your arms immediately slamming onto the countertop to catch yourself as he lifts your leg up. “—The hell are you doing?”

Suo kneels down with a soft smile, a stark contrast to the firm grip he’s got around your leg as he lifts it up even higher, content with the way the back of your hand has come to nervously cover your mouth.

“Just taking a look at your injury, love.” He peers up at you through half lidded eyes, watching your every reaction— and the way you’re looking at him with those shocked eyes is just endearing.

“Why? Are you having other ideas?”

UMEMIYA HAJIME. reader described as having soft skin, also asks ume once if you’re heavy (you’re not).

“Carry you? Of course I can! How do you want it?”

Umemiya’s practically bouncing up and down at the request, eager to hear that you’re finally ready to be moving around the house again. You’ve barely been up since your injury, only movement being the occasional stumble to use the restroom, and he’s been worried sick over it.

“Um...” your voice trails off a bit, eyebrows deeply furrowed in embarrassment. “You have to carry me over your shoulder. It’ll put less strain on it.”

He’s nodding right away, leaning down with an enthusiastic smile as he hoists you over his shoulder the next instant— laughter erupting from his chest when he hears you gasp, but he doesn't miss the way your ass jiggles a bit when you wiggle in his hold.

Actually...his eyes widen a bit. Are those shorts new? He’s never seen them before. They’re really.. short.

So short that he can see about a quarter of your ass like this, the skin peeking out from underneath the fabric, even more so because they’ve hiked further up when he tossed you over his shoulder.

His gaze shifts down a bit, and he starts to notice how good your thighs look when they’re flush against his chest like this. He can tell they're soft, but that’s not really a surprise to him. Your skin has always always soft— he knows this because he's used your lotions now and then. They always make him feel ten times softer himself.

Not that you need to know.

“A-am i heavy? Why aren't you moving?” The unsteadiness in your voice doesn't help his situation much. There’s a little noise of exertion, one too close to a moan that slips from your mouth when you try to push at his shoulders to crane your neck and see what's wrong. “..Haji?”

“You’re not heavy at all, silly.” He laughs, ignoring the way his pants suddenly feel tight. “Don’t worry about it.”

SUGISHITA KYOTARO.

“Glaring at it won’t make it go away, Kyo.” You giggle, hands coming to gently pat at Sugishita’s head. He’s got you propped up on your bathroom counter, one of his knees on the floor as he rests your injured ankle on top of it.

There’s a huff from your boyfriend, scowl deeper than ever as he focuses on squeezing some of your cooling gel onto his finger, making undoubtedly sure he’s only squeezing the exact amount you needed. “Stay still.”

He’s gentle when he applies the gel, scowl contorting to display a hint of sadness and worry when you flinch at the contact, but you’re relaxing into his touch as soon as the gel starts to numb your skin, sighing at the feather-light touches running up and down your ankle.

Sugishita’s gaze flickers to you as soon as he sees that your eyes have flutter shut, head tilting back to sigh at his touch. It makes him think. he’s rubbing at your skin, situated right between your legs, and you’re…breathing loudly. Very loudly. With your head tilted back.

And if you just glanced back down at him… your mouth would be parted in a little ‘o’ right? The same way you look at him just before he’s about to eat you out?

Oh.

“…Kyo?” the sound soft of your voice pulls him right out of his thoughts, and his head is jerking back to you. You are, as a matter of fact, glancing right down at him with those innocent eyes of yours. He can tell you don’t have a single clue about the thoughts whirling around in his head, even though you’ve got a 6’3 man sitting right between your legs staring at you with the hungriest look you’ve ever seen in your life.

KIRYU MITSUKI.

“Suki..?” Your voice comes out as a shaky whisper, and your boyfriend stirs a bit from where he’s seated on his bed, arms wrapped loosely around your waist as you rest your head on his shoulder. “Mm….yes, pretty?”

“‘M scared.” You tighten your embrace around him. “I don’t wanna fall asleep and move … and accidentally fuck up my back even more. It hurts.”

You exhale shakily when his hand comes to massage gentle circles along your back, skipping over the area you’ve strained earlier that week. “Aww,” he coos, tired eyes locking with yours before he’s leaning forward to pepper kisses along your shoulder. “Hmmm…”

“Let’s see….” he humming in thought, gentle vibrations of his voice soothing your nerves a bit. “Then let’s do this. Don’t make any sudden movements, ‘kay?”

You nod.

He’s shifting the next second, laying his head on his pillow with a soft grunt as he pulls you on top of him, your thighs straddling his hips as you move to hug him again. Kiryu’s careful, gentle when he adjusts a bit so you can better wrap your arms around his body and get comfortable without your back flaring up again.

“Better? Hug me just like this.” His arms wrap around your waist, cautious of the area you’ve hurt. “And you won’t be budging in your sleep. Right? We’re stuck together.”

“Now close your eyes, love. I’m right here.”

KAJI REN.

“S-sorry for making you carry me back,” you stammer, both hands holding a fistful of kaji’s shirt as he carries you bridal style. You can hear his teeth nervously biting down on the hard candy, and you can hear the sound of his music blasting in his ears even clearer.

He seems to have noticed you speaking regardless, eyebrows furrowing a bit as he tries to read your lips. It was something he’s improved on since meeting you, but he can only read your lips. He’s only tried reading yours, anyways. There would be no point in his headphones if he could understand other people’s words.

You were the sole exception.

There’s no response from him, but you’re not surprised, because Kaji never talks to you when his headphones are in. Not again, never again after Kusumi showed him a video of just how loud his voice gets when he yells over his music.

he wouldn’t want to risk scaring you with the sound.

A quick nod is all he gives you, eyes shifting to the side to mask the heat spreading up his cheeks. You’re already too damn cute for your own good, and it’s not helping with the way you’re not looking away from him.

Why are you staring so hard in the first place?

He wants to tell you to quit doing that, maybe quiet you down with a lollipop because he can still see your mouth moving in his peripheral vision… but he won’t.

Because he doesn’t have an excuse to why he’s blushing so hard. It was obvious. He has you right in his arms, completely helpless and depending on him to get you home… how else would he act in this state? Kaji wonders for a moment if you can hear the wild thumping of his heart, or maybe hear the unsteadiness in his breathing.. god, he sure hoped not.

Your eyes widen a bit when you notice his face suddenly contorting to a scowl, your words fading into a confused hum. Did you do something?

You’re immediately whipping out your phone from your front pocket, ignoring the way Kaji’s glare is still burning a hole into the street beside him, scowl worsening with each passing second.

“Kusumi…” you type out. “He looks really mad all of a sudden.”

The typing bubble under his name pops up only a second later, and you tilt your phone a bit to hide your screen in the rare chance that Kaji does finally look back at you.

your eyes scan over the text that follows.

Kusumi: He’s probably just blushing. We made him carry you for a reason. Wrap your arms around his neck and see for yourself !!

[kamipyre]

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embers verse:

“…He reminds me of my old colleagues.” Not that he’s actually heard her talk about them, save for, maybe Edgeworth. It’s okay- he doesn’t really talk much about his colleagues back in Seoul anyways. Maybe she wants to keep it that way since well, even if the corruption is weeded out of the LAPD, they’ll never be able to go back to the way things were before. Detective Lee ( @jeoseungsaja ) might be able to do in Seoul, but not hers. Deft fingers press along the fold. “They have a better sense of humor than he does, but he has a similar drive.” The exacting drive demanding nothing more and nothing less than the truth. The recklessness and sheer force to get the desired results. The hardheadedness. She sees them all in Detective Lee, the ghost of friends long gone, never to return…or maybe their spirit, the true nature of the LAPD,  is simply being passed down from one generation to the next. Either way, she makes another fold. This one is going to be a pigeon. “Is he done with questioning Mister Trevor?” That’s the parrot the court is bringing in as a witness for next week’s trial. “He said he had more PAPER for me!”

black knight verse:

 “I deserve a pay raise.” Not that her current salary is terrible- actually, it might be more affordable, living in Seoul rather than in LA. At the very least, she doesn’t need to give up half of her paycheck to cover rent…although then again, it can’t be traditional, living in her current boss’s apartment. One may say it’s even unprofessional…and she might agree if not for the fact that he’s hardly ever in there to begin with. The couch in the office is his actual bed these days. “No one told me I was going to have two jobs while I was here- he needs to find something to do outside of his job. At the rate he’s going, I’ll surprised if he makes it to the end of the year-“ Not that, mind you, she’s going to let him deteriorate to that point. Jae Hwan won’t let that happen either, but it doesn’t change that Lee is barreling in that direction and there’s so much either of them can do to slow his descent. And the quickest way to do that is get to the bottom of the case- if only pleasing him was as simple as pleasing the Pigeon Man…all that guy needs is a bag of seeds and the pigeons. Nevertheless, her eyes soften as she sets her folded report on the desk. “…It’s not like the truth is going to change anything.” But he’s going to go for it anyways, won’t he? Find out the full story or die trying. She doesn’t know the whole story behind this all-consuming desire, no one does and Lee isn’t planning on changing that but…

“I want answers.” Not only to figure out the irritating conundrum of the case, but also set Lee’s ghosts to rest. It’s hard to live one’s own life, when the ghosts of those beloved have not been properly buried.

She would know that BETTER than anyone else.  

[stars4ani]

i love ur blog ur writing is so good!!!! 🎀

Could you write for rafe x sub!reader who wakes up in the middle of the night crying for rafe bc she’s horny sjjskaks

thank u ur the sweetest ugh 🤍 and godddd anon this did something to me… i hope i did it justice

nsfw 18+

tw dacryphilia

maybe it was the weather, maybe everything was just too much, but today had gone so painfully slow. on top of that, rafe wasn’t home, out golfing with his friends all day. it was late and you decided to just sleep it off, but all you could do was toss and turn.

you awaken to the door opening, it’s still awfully dark out but you force yourself out of bed to greet your boyfriend.

rafe’s cologne intoxicates all of your senses as you hold him and take in his scent, the lump in your throat getting heavier. tears fall down your cheeks as you leave chaste kisses on his forehead.

“missed you so much, it’s so late now” you whisper, voice breaking.

he’s slightly taken aback by this, but he knows you’re emotional so it’s nothing he’s not used to by now.

“shit baby, was just a few hours…” he chuckles, raising an eyebrow as he takes in the way your nightgown rides up and hangs low at the neckline. “what’s wrong, you need somethin’?” his tone becoming more playful as he becomes aware of what’s really going on.

your lip quivers as you look up at him, pouting as he wipes your tears. “jus’ want you” you whine, barely audibly.

“cryin’ cause you’re horny? god, didn’t think it was that bad” he mocks in disbelief, large hands resting on your hips as he backs you up towards the bed, lightly pushing you down.

the feel of his slightly chapped lips against your warm plush ones sends butterflies straight to your core. you struggle to remove his pants as you claw at the zipper, amusing him even further.

“slow down, m’not goin anywhere baby” he smirks as he swats your hand away, getting rid of his own pants, followed by your thin nightgown.

you’re barely on all fours, your upper body immobile as rafe pushes himself into you, tight walls pulling him impossibly deeper. his large hand rests on your back, pushing you down and keeping you still. regardless, you find it hard to keep still because he’s just so big, tip abusing your poor cervix, causing you to cry out. you’re suddenly on your back, strong arms using your shoulders as leverage as he looks down at you, his coarse thumb wipes a tear off of your flushed cheek.

“wanted it real bad didn’t you?” he says, tone dripping with faux sympathy

you’re too fucked out to respond.. he pulls you up slightly by the neck, forcing you to meet his intense gaze.

“didn’t you?” he repeats, his thrusts becoming sloppier

“yes- fuck rafe- yes, you’re the only one that can make me feel good” your voice trembling as you tell him exactly what he wants to hear

“good, keep talking, wanna hear your voice”