#that dance near the end that one👍👍👍

[6okuto]

Got any headcanons for Mattsun?

Omfg haven't thought about this guy in so long. let me cook

sneaks up from behind when you're on your phone, peeks over your shoulder and comments on whatever you're doing/watching. "they're really fucking up that dresser" "is this the episode where he dies" (it isn't. in fact he never dies, issei just wanted to fuck w u)

...snores... LOL

you say you don't know how to do something and he teases you and confidently, casually says Lemme see it. then He ends up scratching his head like What the hell? Like yeah that's what I said /lh

if possible, he likes putting his hand in your back pocket while waiting somewhere 👍

stiff dancer.. your romantic slow dance in the kitchen is hugging and swaying from side to side. but he can spin you and you can spin him so you know. still fun and good!!

tries not to laugh when he sees kids get scared by moving halloween decorations then gets scared himself

tries to rap songs when he's drunk . um. doesn't work out too well most of the time but you know

is shocked by how big horses are the first time he gets close to one

isn't the most confident gift giver.. the first time he's getting you a gift he keeps texting the seijoh 4 gc and questioning everything while they tease him 😭 bro is near sweating when he hands it to you. he gets better though!!

those videos where the person secretly records babying their boyfriend and when he realizes he sits up and tries to Be Cool. yeah. mattsun

[secret-smut-sideblog]

Bloodlust

Astarion X F! Tav

18+ violence, blood play, blood drinking (duh), sub/dom, (consensual) restraint, safe words, edging, oral (m!), masturbation (f!), p-in-v, voyuerism if you squint, porn w/o plot

my thesis is that Astarion gets extremely turned on watching Tav fight. no more quastion. 👍

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Tav was always good. Painfully good. It annoyed him to no end, truthfully. Resisted rolling his eyes when she offered her untethered aid to some stranger again. Even refusing their coin! Foolish.

There was no wicked bone in her it seemed. Except..

During battle her body, well. Responded.

Back foot sliding to face out, graceful. Instinctively setting to a deep crouch, itching to pounce. Arm raised, shoulders rippling, the flash of double blades. Hands twitching, eager, the hilts he knew hot with her.

The first time he saw it he was intrigued. Our sweet fearless leader, this excited to draw blood? My, my...

But now it tormented him. The more times they fought together the stronger the hold. Came to him in small hours of the night. Teasing at the corners of his mind as he watched her wipe the blood from her face. Incessant.

When she had invited him to go with her on a mission to take down some cultists stalking near camp he drawled some quip, something flippant but agreeable. Hid the quiver of excitement in his voice.

Now at the precipice of conflict with those unfortunate cultists he saw it again. The flash in her eyes. The mistake that these men didnt even know they had made.

"Step away. Now." She commanded, hand already poised excited over her shoulder. "Before things get real messy."

He heard the almost imperceptible pant in her voice. His throat dry, watching. Waiting on bated breath. Take the bait. Take it, idiot. Walk right into her bloodlust.

The man laughed, pulling his dagger. "Oh sweetheart, we're going to rip you apart."

Her heel dug into the ground, released her singing blades from her back in twin arcs.

"I was hoping you'd say that."

He had never heard her voice her anticipation before, letting her resolve fade in his presence. It made him shiver.

He poised his own weapons, ready to aid her. But knew she wouldn't need it. Just three men? They'd be ribbons in mere moments.

She thrummed with energy, watching her prey. Waiting, coiled to strike.

Knew the fool would come to her easy. A siren call.

Of course he did. Predictably he shot forward, blade seeking to strike. Fast, but not nearly fast enough.

Her eyes lit, a wide smile smearing her face. Too easy. Her blades danced through him and his companions, a vicious pirouette. Hitting an artery, a wave of blood striking against her chest and neck.

The man groaned and gripped surprised at his body, staggered. Looked in shock at the already dead men next to him. Too slow, Astarion thought gleefully, seeing her spin onto her hands. His favorite acrobatics; lethal.

Thighs wrapping around the mans middle her momentum wrenched him to the ground, a cry of victory in her throat. With one smooth motion she rose her blade and plunged it deep into his chest. Her own chest heaving in what untrained eyes would think adrenaline, but he knew. He knew.

His breath was moving strained, eyes dark. The blood splatter poetry on her skin.

She sat back on the dead mans chest, satisfied, slowly pulling her sword out. The gore sliding down the steel.

She looked into Astarion's eyes then, his dead heart phantom racing in his chest. Holding his gaze hostage she licked the blood in one long stroke up her blade.

Gods. A throb in his pelvis. Realized suddenly that he was hard.

She was putting on a show for him.

Grabbing his collar, she so slowly pulled his face down level to hers. She paused, eyes blown wide with lust.

He was enthralled, tingling in anticipation.

She rose onto her knees and slid her feverish mouth against his with a moan. Hand pushing into his hair. Moving so slow against him. Savoring.

There was a heat to her, a building coil. Dizzy with it, he melded into her. The overwhelming scent of the blood splatter making him groan into her mouth. Velvet tongue dancing across his teeth, asking for entrance. Needing no further invitation he obliged.

She pushed all the blood she had been holding in her mouth into his.

A groan deep in his chest he drank it, lapped it from her. The taste of her mingled through.

Gods, the degeneracy of it all.

The fingers tracing his jaw drawing a line of need. Could feel her smiling into him. Her hand grabbing his waist, pulling him flush to her.

Directed his mouth to the carnage trailing down her front. The heat of her skin was divine, sucking and licking at the trail. Leaving hard bites as he went. Her little whimpers a flint striking.

Pulling him in perfect agility she flipped them both to the ground. He dove on top of her, pushing one wrist to the ground. She arched up at him, a growl in her throat. Not going down without a fight.

Oh he was enjoying this too much. Smiled down at her, a feral glint in his eyes. Saw it matched in hers.

"Now darling, use our words." He purred into her ear.

She chuckled low into his, a warning. Of course he fell into her trap. Too easy.

The pythons of her legs wrapped around his waist, snaring down. Hand cradling the back of his head she suckled at his lobe, nipping and teasing.

A loud moan left him, buckling into her. "Fuck," he groaned, despite himself.

"I thought," Bite. "You wanted." Bite. "To use your words."

Evil. Evil woman. Gods he was going mad.

"You wicked thing," He panted, pulling her wrist above her head, his leverage. Unbusy hand pulling the laces of her tunic apart fast as he could. Fingers a blur.

Her breasts springing free he trailed his knuckles light in a circle around her peak. She gasped against him, releasing. There. He grinned wickedly.

Turning her wrist sideways she slipped out of his grasp, hand darting out. Relaxed her strong thighs just enough to let her hand through the gap. Cupping him over his leathers.

An undignified groan left him, his traitorous hips pushing into her. His body always too responsive to her.

Taking her advantage she rose up, thighs still gripping and flipped him onto his back. A gasp pushed out of him as he met the ground, getting even harder if that was possible. He would never admit how much her manhandling turned him on, that only she was trusted enough to treat him this way. Gods it made his knees weak.

Staring up at her now, the curve of her hip, the roundness of her breasts, the ripple of muscle in her lithe shoulders. Hand still softly, tortuously, stroking outside his clothes. A diabolic smile on her sweet face.

Leaned down to him, her face hovering above his. Just far enough away to escape his lips. Planted one hand on his sternum, a gentle hold. Plunged her hand into his small clothes.

He groaned, chest rising against her flat hand. Hand reaching desperate to release himself. Her knees moved, corralling his hand against his thigh, loose enough that he could move free if he liked. The restraint making him pant.

She yanked the front of his leathers open with a few pulls, the force making his hips rise. A soft hiss as he was finally free, the sudden cold night air a shock.

She paused then, hand hovering. Looked in his eyes. "Safety word, Star." Tone soft through the depth of lust.

"Waterdeep."

She laughed, low and steady. "Wet blanket it is," Gods how he adored her.

Hand still planted on his chest she slid down, thighs now around his calves. Pulled his tunic free, pushing it up his chest. Hot breath against the line of his hips. Could feel the muscles there pulling tight in anticipation.

Molten tongue dragging up those lines, a groan deep in her throat. His hips bucked with a whine, free hand tangling in her hair. Her touch lighting him up, supernova.

Wandering fingers trailing up his chest. Tongue darting out to draw hard circles on his tip. Fingers lightly pinching his nipple.

"Oh Gods" He breathed, hips straining to stay down. Taking in a gulping breath of air, the excessive miasma of blood not helping.

"More?" She asked, looking up at him. Not hiding the wicked smile dancing the corner of her lips.

"Yes! Please.." He breathed, the need apparent in his shaky voice.

In one swift motion she took him entirely into her mouth. His eyes screwed shut, head tilted back violently. A loud strangled moan from his throat.

She began her onslaught, her pace dangerously slow. Tongue expertly pressing, pulsing. An inferno of pressure, vibrations of her groaning against him.

Little pants left him in time with her devotion. Speeding up then slowing, pulling him back and forth from the edge. Hips squirming, already feeling the pressure building to no return. The slow pace making it worse.

"Tav," He warned, hand pulling gently against her hair. She nodded against him, her mouth mercifully releasing, hand taking up the mantle. Pulling her leggings down swiftly. The raw need in her eyes making his belly flip.

Her arousal at putting him in these compromising situations never failed to amaze him. That his enjoyment alone caused the slick now dripping between her thighs.

Planting her hand on his belly she lined herself up, chest heaving in anticipation.

"Hands behind your back, lovely." She breathed, pausing at the precipice.

He complied, pinning his hands under his lower back. Already throbbing against her hand.

"Perfect," She smiled, his chest tingling.

Lowering herself onto him her eyes hitched closed, a low moan as he slowly filled her. Already gripping him, drenching his pelvis as her slick pushed out.

His hands intertwined under him, needing the grounding. "Hells below," He groaned.

Her eyes caught his, a wide smile. She paused, straddling him inside her. One hand trailing up to her breast, the other down to her core. "Eyes on me."

As if he could look away, the thirst for her never sated.

Beginning her ride, hips rolling, her eyes held his. A little moan, her hand pinching her nipple. Fingers teasing above her mound.

Enthralled he watched, his building pleasure a heavy mist clouding. Focusing on not letting his eyes roll into the back of his head.

She panted and rolled against him, her body a delicous wave. The line of her hip curving as she came down. The arch of her ribcage as she rose up. The taut in her thighs as she lowered. Hypnotic.

"Beautiful," He whispered, almost to himself.

She bit her lip at his voice, the need in her eyes again. Her pace quickening, her hips coming down harder.

Hand now drawing circles on her clit, eyes closing. The arch of her movement a pulling riptide. She was blissfully close he could tell, his end barrelling towards him.

But she wasn't done with him yet, oh never. Still riding him she pulled the dagger from her side, drug it hard against her two fingertips. His breath quivered as she held them above his lips, right under his nose.

The scent overflowed into the back of his throat, a deep growl. His lips parted eagerly.

She traced his bottom lip with her thumb, the skin singing. One, two drops dripping into his open mouth. His throat already trying to swallow.

As soon as her two fingers slipped inside he was clamped down, tongue pulsing and pulling. Urging. Pleading. Her hot blood muffling his moan.

Her eyes screwed shut, breath a loud pant, face cringing in pleasure. The rolling now a frenzied grind. Could feel the beginning of her clenching.

"Oh fuck, oh-," She mewled, the bow breaking. A garbled cry as she threw her head back. He braced himself, knowing the storm that was about to hit him.

Her cunt a creamy pulsing vice grip around him as the waves hit. His hands gripping eachother in desperation, the pleasure merciless. He couldnt come, not yet.

Seeing his plight through her rapture she pulled her fingers from his mouth, positioning her wrist in its place.

As he bit down viciously, a command. "Come."

A strike of lightning against the back of his skull, a mighty pull from his abdomen. The dual hits making him writhe and twist beneath her. His hands gripping the ground, eyes rolling back. His gulping swallows muffling the whimpering scream of pleasure. Her hips still grinding into him, pulling every thread of his orgasm out of him. His back arched, biting down again into her wrist. Reaching the edge of madness.

He tapped her wrist twice, a request. She obliged, stopping her hips. The overstimulation winding down.

His limbs rubber, his body a puddle, he slowly drank. Regaining precious strength.

She leaned forward, resting her arm on his chest, belly to belly. Laying her head in the curve of her arm, watching him tenderly.

"And the cultists didnt even get to watch.."

He snorted a laugh against her wrist, spraying a few blood droplets.

Oh he was terribly infatuated with her.

~

[blueraineshadows]

I would like to request a fic of f*MC, who is an unspeakable, and Sebastian Sallow, who is an auror, as husband and wife. They were on an intense mission together and they almost died. The moment they apparate home they still feel the intensity of what happened and they immediately start kissing each other and end up having “end of the world” type sex.

I hope you like te request and I can’t wait what you do with it!

Thank you for this Ask 💜 I hope this alright 👍

Sebastian Sallow x F!MC 🔥🌶 NSFW - violence and smut

Years of practise meant that Sebastian was one with the shadows, moving quickly and quietly, eyes alert and wand ready. He paused, eyes adjusting in the dark as he peered around a pillar of ancient stone. A fire pit danced in the darkness and the shadows of moving figures bent crazily across the stone wall.

Dressed all in black, the collar of his Auror coat pulled up to his chin, Sebastian waited, his ears pricking up at the sound of low voices. The men guarding the entrance had been nothing but foot soldiers, the muscle, and Sebastian had taken them down easily enough. Now, he was near the inner chamber of this research den, and the wizards here had hearts blacker than coal.

He turned his gaze to the far side of the room, a faint shimmer catching his eye. He watched as it warped in an out, moving carefully towards the corridor where he was hidden. When it came to a pause beside him, ducking behind the opposite pillar, the shimmer flickered into a solid shape.

Also dressed in black, her hair pulled back from her face revealing the mouth watering curve of her jaw, was MC. Despite the situation, he could not help but take a beat to appreciate the woman beside him. She had been at his side since they were 15, and he couldn't imagine her not being there now. Impossible.

Her eyes moved to him, fire pit flames glittering in their shadowed depths. He caught the flash of her smile and it still had the power to make his stomach flutter. He raised a questioning eyebrow to her, his wife, his partner, his everything.

She nodded. Her inspection of the north passage had been a success. The relic was here, which meant that the wizards the Auror office were hunting would most likely be here too. Good. He was ready for a fight.

They took out the first two quietly, the bodies slumping to the floor, but then the real fun began. Spells seared through the dimly lit room, the sparks dancing around the shadows of flickering flames. Husband and wife duelled as if in a dance, their movements fluid and a complement to each other's bodies.

Room clear, they took the north passage and ran with light steps, crouching near the entrance to the relic atrium. Sebastian's blood was up, his breath fast and shallow. MC was coiled like a spring, but she was more patient, monitoring the situation. That relic was her main interest here, not the fight. As an Unspeakable, research was paramount, and that relic had been on her most wanted list for months. They could not afford to fuck this up.

So, when Sebastian ran in, wand poised and spells flying. MC had to grit her teeth at her husband's recklessness. Some things never changed.

The head of operations here was a tall, smartly dressed man, well spoken, and Wanted in ten countries. To deliver him to the Ministry would be a career highlight. To see him floating midair and bound with chains was very satisfying. Sebastian stood admiring his work as MC took down the last of his lackeys.

Their captured prize began to chuckle, a dark, rumbling sound that drew Sebastian's brows together in irritation. MC approached the relic, careful, intrigued. Sebastian glanced between his prisoner and his wife, realisation setting in almost a beat too late.

He reached out a hand towards her, a shout on his lips, as a ear shattering crack split the air. MC was blown back away from the relic with a blinding flash of light. She didn't even make a sound as her body flew up and back, her arms flailing out.

Fear like never before seized Sebastian, and all the while, the prisoner cackled in manic laughter. Sebastian moved fast, a flick of his wand shot his spell out, capturing MC and slowing her down, but not enough to stop her hitting the far wall. She slid down to the floor, slumping there, unmoving.

Prisoner forgotten, he ran to her, sliding to his knees before scooping her up, checking her vital signs. With his hands pressed to her throat to check for a pulse, a searing pain sliced across his back. He turned, pain screaming through him.

His prisoner had snapped his chains and had his wand poised. Sebastian narrowed his eyes. Revenge would be sweet when it came, but for now, he had other priorities. Scooping up MC, he drew on the last of his strength and Apparated them both out of there.

....*....

The first pale fingers of dawn were creeping across the sky when MC finally opened her eyes. She winced, muscles stiff, and glanced around the familiar bedroom. Beside her on the bed were the remains of healing Potions, cloths stained with blood and what looked like Dittany paste. She sat up, blinking drowsily, and then stilled.

Sebastian was sitting on the chair at the dressing table, his body slumped forward, arms dangling loosely at his sides. She couldn't see his face, it was turned away from her, but his back made her gape in horror.

His flesh was sliced as though ravaged by claws, the skin puckered up into thick red wounds, the blood trails dark against his paleness. She scrambled across the bed, her feet hitting the floor with a thud, a dizzy spell sent her staggering, but she stumbled towards him anyway. Gripping his shoulder, she shook him, hard. "Sebastian!"

Nothing. Panic made her throat tight. "Fuck, fuck, no," she rasped. She saw more evidence of attempts to heal and felt tears sting her eyes. He had tried to help himself, and no doubt had tried to help her first, it was him all over. She moved around him, hands on his head to look at his face. He was grey, his lips even paler. "Sebastian, wake up, it's me. Please!"

Her fingers fumbled as she found Wiggenweld, and tipped it down his throat. Nothing. She tried other potions, the salve and a basic healing charm. Still the wounds refused to close. The limp, pale look of him made fear snap at her insides, but she wasn't going to give up. Not on him. Never.

She took her wand, and dug deep, fighting her own dizzying trembles to draw on her Ancient Magic. She slowly sealed the wounds on his back, the flickering blue and white tendrils knitting his flesh. Then she pulled him from the chair, laying him as gently as she could manage on the floor, before placing her palms on his chest.

"Please," she begged. Her cheeks were damp with tears she hadn't even noticed. "Don't you dare fucking leave me."

She closed her eyes and channeled the magic through her palms. The glow of her magic warmed his chilly flesh, the swirls like delicate smoke strands coiling intricately around her hands before seeping into him. In her mind she let memories flood outwards, swirling moments of laughter, soft touches, the feel of his lips, the day he asked her to be his wife. She imagined their clasped hands, their bodies entwined in rumpled sheets, the energy and magnetism of fighting by his side.

"Come back to me," she whispered. "Sebastian, come back."

With a cry of relief, she felt his chest heave beneath her hands. His lips sucked in a breath and his eyes opened wide. He looked up at her, gasping. "What happened?" He croaked.

....*....

They sat at the kitchen table nursing cups of tea, the remains of breakfast on the table around them. They had eaten in silence, both of them shaken and processing. The fear of what might have been hovering behind their shoulders with cold teeth, refusing to let them forget.

MC pulled her cardigan closer around her, fighting a shiver. She felt his gaze and looked up. There was colour in his cheeks now. He looked like her Sebastian. "What?" She whispered.

"I thought you were dead," he said. The words seemed to catch in his throat and he had to look down.

She swallowed. The words hit her hard. She remembered how he had looked when she had found him. There were no words to describe the hollow, black hole of fear and loss that had threatened to swallow her at that sight.

"We fucked up," she said. She put her palms to her forehead and leant on the table. "We lost the relic, we lost him, and we nearly lost our lives. What the fuck happened?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked.

MC looked at him, her fear was still there, mocking her and she smothered it with anger. She shoved her chair back from the table and stood, turning to begin pacing their little kitchen. "Why do you always have to be so reckless? You went storming into that room, as per usual, and then everything was fucked up."

"So, this is all my fault?" He gaped. He made a fist against the table top. "If you weren't so obsessed with that fucking relic, maybe you would have taken the time to notice the charms placed around it!"

"It's a bit rich to be preaching to me about obsessing over relics," she snapped back. She pushed a hand through her hair. "You can be such a hypocrite sometimes."

He shot out of his chair and made a grab for her. His hand gripped her arm and he definitely had his strength back. "You're really going to go there?"

MC looked up at him, stared into those eyes that she knew so well. Eyes that had nearly closed on her forever. Her anger evaporated, and all that was left was her fear and her pain. She shook her head. "I thought I had lost you," she gasped. Tears sprang up into her eyes. "You were fucking dead, Sebastian! I had to bring you back, because...because none of it is worth it if you're gone. None of it."

His throat worked as he stared back at her, his grip on her arm tightened.

"Don't make me ever see you like that again," she said. "I can't..."

His arms swallowed her up and crushed her against his chest. She clung to him as though he would vanish if she ever let go. "I'm not going anywhere," he promised, firmly. "Not without you."

His mouth pressed kisses into her hair, over her forehead and down to her ear. She lifted her face to him and he claimed her mouth, his kiss a demand and a promise. She gripped his shirt, tugging at the material, pulling at the buttons desperately until they gave way. They pinged free, spinning across the room to clatter across the floor. She needed to feel his skin, his warmth. Feel him alive under her hands.

His hunger for her burned as fiercely, he rid her of her cardigan and blouse, hands seeking out her soft curves. He lifted her, perching her on the edge of the table, cups and plates shoved messily out of the way. Cutlery clattered to the floor.

His mouth tortured the skin of her neck, sucking the soft skin into blooming bruises, proof that her heart beat for him, she was alive. There was nothing gentle about their movements, it was a primal need to join, an instinct. Her legs wrapped around him, possessive, needy and his fingers sought out her searing heat.

MC's head dipped back, a low moan drawn from her lips as he stroked and teased, shifting to press his arousal against her ready folds. She braced her arms against the table behind her, back arched, giving him a glorious view of her breasts. He swirled a tongue over one hardened peak and thrust deeply into her.

Sebastian had fucked his wife many times, but this time there was something deeper, a rawness to it that shook him to the core. His fingers dug into her hips, gripping her as he thrust harder and faster, watching her breasts bounce with his relentless rhythm. The sounds that tore from her lips drove him wild, the sheen of sweat forming on her chest made him want to press the flat of his tongue against it and drown in her scent.

The table shuddered beneath them, the legs scraping against the floor, dishes rattled and still he pressed. She reached out a hand, pressing the palm to his chest, her cheeks were flooded with beautiful colour. She looked alive, beautiful.

The tone of her cries shifted, he could see the flush of warmth spreading across her skin, the subtle tightening around his cock. He rolled his hips, hitting that little sweet spot, his lips parted as he watched her come undone, a string of saliva hanging from his lip.

He looked down at his cock sliding into her, the slick pulsing to coat him with shiny wetness. With a deep groan of release he buried himself inside her heat, his cock pulsing almost painfully, his breath a hot gasp through his lips.

MC sat up, her arms circling his neck, pulling him closer. He buried his face into her hair, savouring the sound of her breathing, the warmth of her embrace and the rapid beat of her precious heart.

Losing her would be the end of his world, and knowing that she felt the same was more precious, more sacred, than any relic or career-making arrest.

[mephoj]

what did you think of the iii finale?

SO sorry i meant to answer asks sooner but i just kept putting it off to better word my thoughts later. so um. Well

ill be very brutally honest, i thought the iii finale was stupid as all hell. i don't have the right words right now to fully elaborate on the specific parts i hated (maybe if i remember ill add onto this in a reblog,) but everything about it felt so unnecessarily rushed and nothing like the energy of the original show that i loved so much. and im not saying this to be a hater !!! trust me, i avoided speaking on the finale for a while on purpose, in case i just needed time to process it (i was iffy on the alien plot in ii14 on the first watch too but now i LOVE it, so yknow that can happen with sudden new twists and characters sometimes)

i really really wanted to like it, but as it simmered in my head more, and the more i rewatched it, the more ridiculous and out of place it all felt. they weren't just throwing spaghetti at the wall until it stuck at this point, they threw out the whole damn pot and wasted it all. (does that even make sense?)

most of all, it just felt so deeply disappointing. it did have some interesting parts (like the reference to the s1 finale or opening more on mephone issues) but they did them all so strangely, all i can think about is all the ways it could've been better. and thats honestly way more frustrating than just being plain bad.

so many characters were filed down and reduced to clean, perfect Nice Ones by the end just so they could have a sweet feel-good ending which really doesn't fit into any of the rest of the current show's tone, especially if they plan to connect it back to s2. on top of that, it all felt so undeserved and empty. there was hardly any real conflict, emotional or otherwise lasting any longer than 5 seconds at a time throughout the entire season for the character's rest by the end to truly feel cathartic. it felt more like those shallow kids movie endings where everyone dances together and everythings fine. and sure, i know kids are the primary AE audience, but so much of iii just felt near insulting how much the the characters would talk down and overexplain every single emotion they felt and end every conflict with a hug or whatever. its like watching petty toddler fights lmao

this is more than i was expecting to write and ill admit its mostly about my issues with how they wrote mephone by the end but whatever lol i do not like most of iii . sorry 👍

[rose-riot-johnson]

Okay my Tumblr Peeps... I decided to write a fanfic about non other than Bleach's very own Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez🐆😁👍It may not be my 1st time writing about him, to be honest, however it's definitely my 1st time writing about him by himself🐆😃👍Any1 who is a fan of Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez, I definitely have a treat for you🐆😁👍I just have so many ideas I have planned for this fanfic about Grimmjow😃👍 Also, apologies ahead of time if Grimmjow's pov, ends up having more paragraphs than the reader' pov (which I labeled your pov), considering this is the first fanfic I will have reader's pov and the character's pov😅

*This fanfic contains 1 or more long paragraphs😅

🩵🐆What Happened To You, During The Nightclub Incident🐆🩵(Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez x Female Reader)

Genres: Angst (Possible Dark Angst) (Warning⚠️: Language, Trigger Warnings Include; Alcohol Consumption, Drugging, Violence, Blood, and Anything Unspeakable Depending On the Reader's Imagination)

The introduction:

You were invited by your friends to go with them to a night club they frequently go to. You accepted their invite, because you really have never been to a night club or any bars before, you were more comfortable going to places with your friends for some reason, and you weren't sure if you would have that opportunity again. You felt like you have known your friends for years, that they're the best friends you had ever had and you figured they're the ones you have your back. You truly trust no one else as much as you trusted your friends, so you believe in your heart that you could never have better friends than the friends you have...

Your pov:

You were already dressed, dolled up, and ready by the time your friends picked you up from the nightclub, your friends took you. You were extremely excited to to be there for the first time ever. You then noticed a man with blue hair and blue eyes, who was smiling at you (while drinking a glass of vodka), however his expression seems to switch after he saw your friends. Your friends told you that he's like this with most people and is a trouble maker, then told you to watch out for him, because they think he's a creep with anyone he likes, not to trust him, and called him a "sexual predator". To you he didn't seem like it, however how can you not trust your friends you figured.

A group of men, then went up to you, as your friends introduced you to the men who are near you. These men also said some things about him, as if they're warning you about him, then one of these men seemingly assured you, "Pay no attention to him! He may start trouble, but we know how to deal with trouble makers like him! Just let us know, if he starts anything with you!", before he seemingly warned you, "If I were you, I'd keep my distance from him!", After they went elsewhere inside the nightclub, one of your friends said, "See? Even these gorgeous guys said this blue hair guy is trouble... But don't worry, (Female Reader Name)..., Then the friend who was talking was encouraging you to dance with one if the other me on the dance floor.

You were having so much fun dancing on the dance floor that you forgot your drink. After you got done dancing with the guy, you went back to where your friends were, as they cheered you on, before drinking your drink. "It's strange... I only took a couple sips of the drink and I'm feeling kinda funny right now...". Your friends then laughed as one of them said, "Maybe because your alcohol tolerance is low and we need to get it up higher...", before the second friend said, "Or possibly you're having such a good time, where you forgot you couldn't handle your booze", as all of your friends laughed before you feel into one of the men's arms passing out and drugged...

Grimmjow's pov:

Grimmjow is an (sixth or shall we say sexta) Espada, type of Arrancar, which is a type of hollow. He would occasionally go to the night club, to have a couple drinks, while trying to keep to himself (despite of his temper), then leave, however the night you went in that nightclub with your friends, he watched you. He sees your friends often when he's there (and he couldn't stand them), however to him there's something about you that is different about you.

While Grimmjow watches you he saw a group of men hanging around your friends, telling you negative stuff about him, as one of these men say, "Pay no attention to him! He may start trouble, but we know how to deal with trouble makers like him! Just let us know, if he starts anything with you! If I were you, I'd keep my distance from him!", as if he was warning you. After they went elsewhere inside the nightclub, they talked to you, as if they seemed like to have your back, then acted like they're encouraging you, as they had you dance with one of the other men on the dance floor. Once you went on the dance floor with one of the other men, it the man who was talking, the rest of the men, and your friends were putting stuff in your drink that appears to be, roofies (short for the actual name, rohypnol), ecstasy, and cocaine, all mixed together right with the alcohol you were drinking and Grimmjow madesure he recorded the whole thing.

The reason why Grimmjow can't stand your friends nor those men you just met, because he has been overhearing some stuff they mean stuff about you and even said about you as they complained, "I wished we could just get rid of her, because why I don't know why in the fuck we're friends with that loser in the first place, besides feeling sorry for her!", then the men would come over look for a "hot chick" to do unspeakable things to and your friends mentioned about bringing you over to the nightclub for them to try laying their hands on you. So, when the night that you came with your friends arrived he knew he had to find a way to get proof, so ofcourse he's going to record your friends true colors with his touchscreen cellphone.

As much as it makes Grimmjow cringe only rewatch and record the whole thing, especially with your friends calling you a "bitch" and a "virgin hoe", then laughing at you from feeling the drugged effect of drinking the beverage your friends and the rest of the group of men put drugs in, before you ending up passed out drugged up into the talkative man's arms, Grimmjow knows he rather not cause trouble until he's done recording, while he sensing your friends take advantage of you by their backstabbing tactics for how naive and gullible you really are with them, and will need some form of solid proof to show you who "your friends" truly are. After he gets done recording, the group of men were about to take you to the ally way, however before they were able to carry you outside to take you to the ally way, Grimmjow went up to the men and began to punch one of the men in the face and knocked him out cold. The rest of the men tried attack him and quickly bring you outside, he pound some of their heads to a bloody pulp, twist a couple of the men's arms, a few he gave them a bloody nose, and he even kicked the talkative man in the balls. When one of your friends tried to complain and the rest of your friends were about to take you outside to dispose of you, by throwing you in the dumpster, Grimmjow scolded, "Don't you dare fucken, do what I fucken think you're about to do as your back up plan! I knew you were terrible friends to your friend who is (Female Reader Name)! However I just didn't fucken know you ladies and those men were in on drugging the kind looking lady! You ladies and those men seem like you're all out to get her! You are basically working with those men who have a history of drugging other women! For all of your actions you ladies have committed, none of you deserve a friend like her! Infact she deserves better than two faced backstabbing jerks like all of you ladies! Every single one of you disgust me! We're leaving and never coming back here!". Grimmjow then carried you in his arm, leaving the nightclub and finding a place to take care to look after you.

The aftermath of the nightclub incident:

As you were waking up, you saw that you weren't in the nightclub with your "friends". You saw you were in an abandoned motel room that doesn't look abandoned, then you saw the blue haired man your friends and the group of men were talking bad about, as if they seemed to warn you. You were frightened and was thinking about trying to run away out of fear, however the blue haired man calmly said, "Relax... You're safe now... From all of the times I heard your so called friends mentioned about you and your name, you must be (Female Reader Name), if I'm not mistaken...", before introducing himself, "My name's Grimmjow Jaegerjaquez... Call me Grimmjow...". You then in a frightened state cried, "Why are you talking about about my friends? And you are the bad man who my friends and those men warmed me about... What have you done to me? What have you done to my friends?". Grimmjow gave you an annoyed and not surprised look as he replied, "What I done to you and what have I done to your friends?! I knew you would believe everything they say! It's more like what those men and your "friends" did to you and their motives! I saved your life! Those friends of your are not your friends and are backstabbers who only took you as a friend out of pity! They even called you a loser and I don't see why they think of you as such! Those men and those who you call your friends are fucken cowards and your friends were even about to throw you in the dumpster after I defended you against those men who were about to do unspeakable things to you!", before handing you his cellphone, as he continued, "And if you don't fucken believe me, you have my permission to see the video of last night! Watch the evidence of your fake friends true colors, while I cook some food for you!".

You watched the whole video, Grimmjow recorded. As you were watching the video, you were horrified at everything he was recording. What your "friends" and those men doing with your drink, everything your "friends" said about you, them laughing at you while you were drinking and you passing out drugged after you were drinking. You ended up shaking wondering if you really are everything your friends said about you or if you could really trust anyone, before you bursted to tears. Once Grimmjow finished cooking, he then went to check on you, as he then said, "I'm truly sorry you haf to see this video for yourself, however I can sense your so naive and gullible to the point where you believe everything they say! I hate to say this... They probably have never been truly your friends...".

You went to hug Grimmjow as you cried on his left shoulder, as you continued to sob, "This is all my fault! If I never had any drinks, then non of this would have happened! If I can't trust my friends, who in the hell can I trust?!". Grimmjow then hugged you, while petting the back of your head, as he replied, "Unfortunately that's life... They're just the wrong friends for you... Also don't blame yourself! None of this is your fault and you didn't know better! Those me and your fake friends are in fault... Not you! Now you know who really are trying to make you their prey... And I get we just met, however maybe we should know eachother better, so we can work on trusting eachother... I will admit... I might be an asshole, but I'm not as heartless, as I seem to be...". After the conversation you and Grimmjow had together, he letted you eat the food he cooked for you that you were able to eat up, to ensure you feel better, considering you were having an upset stomach from what happened to you at the nightclub that night.

After you were feeling all better, you and Grimmjow agreed on letting you live in Hueco Mundo, considering that you would live anywhere he would live in. Despite that he did warn you that Hueco Mundo is a dangerous place to live in considering there are hollows who are extremely strong, mean, and heartless who have no honor, you still would be happy to go anywhere with him, because he saved your life and you knew you would feel safer in Hueco Mundo, than you would bring around those who you thought were your friends. Years after living with Grimmjow in Hueco Mundo, you never looked back, as you felt in your heart, soul, and gut that this is one of the best decisions you had ever made. (Up to the reader's imagination if she does end up having a relationship with Grimmjow)

🐆🩵The End🩵🐆

I will admit I did get alot of ideas for this Grimmjow fanfic and I decided the ideas I have written down for the fanfic, I'm not letting that go to waste and I really had fun coming up with ideas for this fanfic about Grimmjow🐆😃👍Last year, I was going to write a similar idea with a particular Soul Reaper who I haven't written about before, however I cancelled out on a similar idea, because I did procrastinate on some fanfics and haven't continued on with certain fanfics in the drafta such as the fanfic idea I had for this particular Soul Reaper, I wasn't 💯% sure if I could pull off with the similar idea at the time last year, and I basically couldn't keep ideas for this similar fanfic while continuing on with other ideas with it where I letted the ideas for planning a similar go to waste last year. Fortunately ideas for this Grimmjow fanfic came in my head and despite of these ideas going in my head there are alot of inspirations for this Grimmjow fanfic. If I did make any spelling or grammar mistakes I may have rushed the fanfic without reading it thoroughly and stuff, otherwise I did try my best with spelling and grammar while trying to look on spelling with certain words. As for "bitch" or "virgin hoe", I have used the word virgin before, while the words "bitch" and "hoe" I rarely use with writing fanfics, however considering the way I'm writing about the reader's friends, their motives, and stuff, this is 1 of the rare fanfics I have written "bitch" and/or hoe in. As for Grimmjow, I really wanted to write something about him. Months before I discovered Tumblr, I grew fascinated with Grimmjow😃👍I just knew there's something to like about him. To be honest, I just like him, with or without any reasons🐆😁👍As time went by, I have found out there are other people who like him, which I'm really happy about🙂 I also have been thinking about possibly writing another Grimmjow fanfic or so somewheres in the future, even if it's near future🐆😃👍Anyways my Tumblr Peeps, I hope you enjoyed this Grimmjow fanfic I have written 🐆😁👍

[smallraindrops-blog]

Saw art for a different game that made me have an idea.

~Enjoy~

You remember your Father playing the harp when you were younger. You remember him plucking the strings as Pa would hum or occasionally dance along, roping you into joining him. You remember the rare times you all would just sit underneath the sky as Achilles strummed away, content to play while watching his family.

You also remember trying to play it for yourself. The first few times ended with bleeding fingers from pulling stings to hard and sore ears from rough tunes. Eventually, however, a soft melody could be played with no harm.

It was after Achilles and Patroclus death that you picked up another harp. In that nowhere town where you had decided to live out the rest of your life.

It had been abandoned in the woods, near your small house. You had found it on the way back from work, forcing yourself to keep moving so wouldn't just lay in the forest and let nature take you. It was plain looking, with no carvings or design on its simple metal frame. For some reason, it called to you.

Before you knew it, you were sitting at the base of a tree with the harp in your lap.

You tried to remember the song Father would stum to you and Pa. How his hands moved and what it sounded like. You couldn't get it right. Couldn't remember one of the few good memories you had of your parents. Of your life before war.

Drip. Drip.

Your hands are wet, your cheeks too. Was it rainin- ah.

You're crying.

How upsetting.

Abruptly standing, you scrub your face clear. There's no point in tears. Won't change anything. The harp lay in the grass almost mockingly. For that, you flung it deeper into the woods. You heard it crash against another tree. Good riddance.

And as lay in bed that night, desperate for one night of peaceful sleep. You thought you could hear father playing the harp and the soft humming of your Pa.

-----

Years later, you now sit in Elysium with your husband and children.

A harp engraved with poppies and horses sits in your lap as you watch Morpheus and the twins play tag. Hypnos sits beside you with Phobetor in his lap playing with a plush horse your Father had gifted him.

You begin to strum the harp. The song Achilles played for you and Pa all those years ago fills the air. Hypnos hums along as your eldest children immediately rush to sit near you and listen.

You play the song through, and your children clamor to ask for more music once it ends. Hypnos' laughs chime in your ears.

I'm NoT CrYInG YOu ARe!!!

100000000/10 will read again. I love how you describe the music and the the way y/n had to work for it. Along with he trying to reconnect with his childhood through music and faling.

And then all of the kids gathering around y/n and everyone is happy and at peace -and just aaaaaa.

Great job 👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍

[slopmaster9000]

i 😊😊😊 had 👞 this trippy dream 💭 where this cat 🙀 was driving 🚦 me around 😰👥 in 😵 an old convertible. later 🕑 on it turned 🔄🔄 into 🚪 a vw van 🚐 and near 😯 the end it was more ➕➕➕➕➕➕➕➕➕ like 👧👍 this spaceship kinda 🍕 thing. 🤣 we were high 📓 up, 👽 looking over 🔁 the road, 🛣 but the front 🔝 console 🎮 was shaped like 🌟 a van, 🚐 and it still 🙄 had that 💝 convertible top. the guy 👶🌈 who was driving 🚗 me around 😊😎😌 was an older 👴 dude, 👱 an old hipster with a weathered voice 🔊 kinda 😉 like lou reed's. he 👨 kinda 🍕 had 🥕 some of that 😼 vibe and energy 💥💥 like dennis hopper in 🍌 easy rider. yeah 🌍 like, 💖 if you 🙄 could imagine 🤔 a cross ⛪ between lou reed and dennis hopper, that's the dude who 🤔 was driving 🚦🚸 me. we were 😫🏻 headed 👨‍🦲 due north, 👆 coming up 📷 to a stoplight. the light 💡 was beautiful 😩 in ⁉️ the dream, with all that nice 😛 washed out orange 🍊 from 😂😲 the pollution. 🦵🏽♦️🦵🏽 i 🙀 had this happy feeling 😌 in my 💫 stomach, 😂🤣 but 🤔 also this scared feeling, 😌 like something 💩 was about 👏 to happen, but 😥 i 🧚‍♀️ didn't know 😍 what. anyhow, as we 😉 approached the light, 💡 this cat 😺 in a sports car 🏎 came 😏 out of nowhere and just 🤖 cut us 🇺🇸 off. 📴 my man 🕵 slammed on 💃 the brakes and narrowly averted a mash-up. got my 💫 blood boiling, 😬 but 🍎 i wasn't the one 😤 driving. 🚦🚸 yeah 💁🤷 so wouldn't 😩 you 🤟 know it, we 👦 pull up ☝ right 🔰🔰 behind 🔄 the cat 🐈 at the light 💡 and there he 📷 was, glaring at us through 🪀 his 👉🚹 rear-view. he 👨 was all like, 💖 "yeah 👍 that's right, i 👈 cut ❓😱 you 😢👈 off, what're you gonna do about 🙅‍♀️ it?" so i said to lou reed slash dennis hopper, i'll just 🚟 call 📞 him lou now, ❓❗❓❗❓❗❓❗ "man, aren't 😲 you gonna 👏 say 💬 something to that 👉😐👏 guy?" 👦👨 but lou just looked straight ahead 🙎🏻 and said, 💬🙈 "y'know man, 👨🏻 the only 😤👐 way i'm 💆‍♀️ gonna put something 😅 out there 🎆🎆 like 🐌 that 👀 is if i'm ☝️ ready 🌺 to dance 💃 with that 👀 cat, y'know 💀 what i 👥 mean? 😏 you 👈 put something out 👉 there, ❤️😘✨ there's 😹 consequences. all you've got 👍 are your 👉 actions, man. and remember, 🤔🤔 words 🦘 are actions too. 🍡 do you 🦚 wanna dance 🐲 with that ⬇️ guy?" y'know now i 👥 realized lou was driving me 😼 around 💞 and i 😊😀😀😀😀😀 wasn't even 🤭 thanking him. at first, 🥇 i 😩 thought 💭 he was kind 📷 of a bad influence, but ❌ actually he was taking care of me. watching my 🧜🏻‍♀️ back, 💨 talking 💬 me 🙄 down 🔻 from something. it's funny 👷🏼😃😃😃😃👷🏻 how sometimes ✨ in 👮 dreams, 💭 you 👇 don't realize 🤔😮😧 who's your 👉 friend. 😎👬 looking 👀 back, 😌 maybe 👏 all 😤 these different people were 👥👥 you in 📷 the dreams. 💭💭 yeah, like, maybe that crazy 🤪 dude in 📷 the other 🤷‍♂️ car 🚛 was me as well. like you got this one part of you 👈 that 👏 watches out 😛🚪 for you, keeps you steady, and this other 😖 part 〽 that's 😤 raging and full of anger. 😠 like 🍪💁 old lou and the crazy 😜 dude 😎😂 in 👌👄 the dream, 💄💭💭 they're 👥 all a part 🏻 of you. y'know, 💀 i think of it like 👍 taming a dragon. 🐲 the crazy 🤪 dude is the dragon, 🐉 and if you 🙏 don't 🙆 watch 👀 out, 💋 he'll 🤴 bite you. 👆 hard. ❗ you see, 👀 lou knows 🤔 about the dragon. he's 😶 there 🎆🎆 to set you straight. 🕕 you don't wanna 😷 kill 🚿 the dragon, 🐉 you wanna 😋🙇 make friends 👫 with it, harness its power so you 🤟 can 😎 use it. but 😠 i only 🤏 realized 💡 that when 🕗 i 😀😀😀 woke 👀 up. 🙅‍♂️

[randomvarious]

Today's compilation:

The House Sound of Europe - Vol. V - 'Casa Latina' 1989 House / Italo-House / Italo-Disco / Deep House

God, this thing truly was a whole-ass vibe, folks 😎. Basically, if you want an album that can successfully transport you back to the 80s, this dance comp will more than do the trick—jaunty piano-riffed tunes galore, stuff that sounds fit for videogame soundtracks from the time period, and above all else, a constant throughline of uniquely lovable Italian goofiness. Forza!

So here we have a continuation of FFRR's The House Sound of… series, a collection of comps that started in the mid-80s on Chicago's D. J. International Records as a showcase of that city's own original house sound, and then was picked up and expanded upon in the UK by FFRR with the release of its third volume.

And this weirdly named fifth installment from the series, 'Casa Latina', does not have any Latin house music on it, but presents a near-full slate of 1980s Italian dance tunes instead. A more appropriate title for this would've been 'Casa Italiana', but even better would've been 'Danza Italiana', since a significant portion of these selections aren't even actually house tunes themselves—there's some Italo-disco that predates the advent of house music altogether, a touch of acid jazz, and a downtempo all-timer too.

And that downtempo all-timer, "Autumn Love (Future 3)" by Electra, probably doesn't even belong on this comp, because it's neither house nor Italian-made; but it's still hands-down the single-best song that this release has to offer. Electra was an electronic project that counted the legendary Paul Oakenfold and Steve Osborne among its ranks, and here the UK group goes full-on late 80s Ibiza silky-chill while implementing two very recognizable vocal samples: Donna Summer's "Love to Love You Baby" and Tears for Fears' "Shout."

(Truthfully, a song like this can still technically be considered house music, though, because the specific name of the genre it's in is called 'Balearic house'. But Balearic house is not always house music as we know it; its BPMs can get very low compared to typical house tunes, and it doesn't always employ a four-on-the-floor drumbeat, either. People in Ibiza still ecstatically danced to it, though—albeit very slowly.)

But anyway, outside of that lovely track, the brunt of this thing still appears to serve as a fun representation of Italy's own unique 1980s take on dance music writ large. Songs like Traks' pioneering 1982 Italo-disco cover of The Doobie Brothers' "Long Train Runnin" make for a prime example of the wacky style and spirit that imbues the vast majority of this release.

A whole bunch of these tunes seem to be drawn from one specific Italian label too: X-Energy Records, a powerhouse that's still going to this very day, and has released a lot of big dance records over the years, including stuff by Benny Benassi and Bob Sinclar.

And I'd also be remiss if I didn't mention the odd cover of 808 State's signature Ibiza anthem, "Pacific State," that's on here too. 808 State's version is the one that helped launch them into the stratosphere, enabling them to further enjoy a career that would see them collaborating with the likes of Björk, Bowie, and Bernard Sumner of New Order and Joy Division. But this silly and anonymous, keyboard-heavy cover of it by an act called Go-nogo is pretty great too, and 'Casa Latina' appears to have been the only compilation that's ever included it 👍.

And not everything on here slaps, either. Some of this stuff bit down way too hard on that Art of Noise-inspired idea of linearly stringing together a whole bunch of samples and sound effects, and then lamely laying those annoying concoctions over deep keyboard basslines. I'm never going to speak ill of the Art of Noise directly, whose own Trevor Horn is the guy that's credited with 'inventing the 80s,' but a whole lot of shitty copycats ended up manifesting in their wake, and there are certain points in which this release just can't help itself in choosing them 😒.

But still, this album is pretty quality for the most part. It may not be as consistently good as FFRR's Chicago-focused third volume that marked the label's own takeover of this series, but if you want a solid window into how another country took this house music and then managed to shape it in its very own uniquely fun and lighthearted image, this double-LP is fit to serve you well. Plus, there's some pre-house Italo-disco classics on it too 🕺.

Highlights:

Izit - "Stories (The Stories Mix)" Evo E - "Esta Amour" Electra - "Autumn Love (Future 3)" Albert One - "Vision" Blue Funk - "Blackwater Gold" Tracks - "Long Train Runnin" Blue Tattoo - "Love Can Do" All the Mix - "On the Mix" Sima - "You Got Me Running" In-side - "Shout in the Night" Go-nogo - "Pacific State" Jago - "I'm Going to Go" Paradise Orchestra - "Satisfy Your Dream"

[ashtwinreject]

what if you get sick because dehydration

i helthy

i leave this open in case we need to communicate further <3

comms... *sets waypoint*

!Defend

!Need Weapon

Dont forget to move your knees so we don't end up with jellie legs again

no

then perish

:'(((

cute

you r gei

eavesdropping on the man talking about his anti- home invasion battleaxe makes me think we should pull a vesper and buy a spear. thoughts?

yes and also construct a large Loudness Pile as an alarm

one for every window

👍👍👍

i'd never seen that man before in my life but i think he was casting spells??? the entire time????

i feel in a past life he was the world's most emphatic and gifted orchestra conductor

did you see the guitarist closest to us retune his guitar at the speed of light IN THE MIDDLE OF A SONG in anticipation for his solo. also i liked when the guitarists were dancing together

near guitarist had the vibes of the most autistic man in the world and far guitarist felt like a really, really happy math teacher. loved it

YEAH MR WEST ASIAN WAS SMILING THE WHOLE TIME :') do you remember what the second to last song was called, the purple and blue one

I DIDN'T UNDERSTAND ANY OF THEIR SONG NAMES...

thank you Sir Water, i think that will let me live until we get home to Pedialyte are you good too?

yes! the water angels let us live another day

[haejjoon]

jun henlo..!! i hope life's been treating you good <3 im nearing 2/2 in my p5r playthrough and the closer it looms the more reluctant i am to continue lol... so i pounced on ex machina as a very welcome distraction!! and also i missed sending you silly little asks haha

goro's terrible horrible no good very bad day huh! first he gets in a fight bc of being rightfully suspicious of akira, then he's hit with a panic attack in front of haru and panics more in its aftermath, then wildcard shenanigans, and then he has to deal with akira in person.... we all know he loves the last part though <3

i love seeing how the characters' relationships progress in ex machina!! it's like a very bumpy road. sometimes there are sinkholes and sometimes it's just a wheel track in the middle of a very dense forest. things will get easier for these kids i believe in them but for now oh, goro, you really are a very angry porcupine huh. you sure do love being mean. it's okay they still love you

ryuji sending goro good morning texts is absolutely sending ME. like omg. that's so on point. gm gobro let's hit the ball running today or whatever it is jocks say. never change ryuji you bestest boy. and also his bang-ass apology! so sweet and smart of him to acknowledge his wrongs. i still think goro was a touch too mean to ryuji during their argument but 1) it's goro yea he would be 2) ryuji would literally never hold it against him you're so right in that.......

the description of akira and goro's dialogue at the end..... chef's kiss <33 it's dancing it's sparring it's flirting even though goro probably doesn't quite realize the last part yet with how deep in denial he is. would be fun if akira treated him to sushi next chapter and goro fell back into his "kurusu is so suspicious actually" line of thought. also i uh really enjoy how akira's the one constantly seeking goro out bc honestly sometimes it feels like that's what i do when playing p5. i feel seen. thank you sksjsksk

anyway yea!! i really enjoyed the new chapter and i hope you had fun writing it <33 cheering you on from the sidelines!

HI NUGYLIEN i missed talking to you too!!! hope life's been treating you well

yep... been a pretty shit day for goro all around. agree on him being too harsh on ryuji, but it's just how he is—it'll take a long, long while before he sets his weapons down. right now he's around that stage where if he senses he said something too harsh/out of pocket, he'll apologize immediately (like when he snaps at ann for asking if he's okay), but his hackles raise QUICK when he feels threatened, i.e. haru.

RYUJI ABSOLUTELY SENDS HIM GOOD MORNING TEXTS EVERY DAY goro leaves him on read because man he just can't be assed.... on good days he'll reply with a "👍" and leave it at that LDMSKDJWK ryuji doesn't mind. he just likes showing off that he cares. he knows goro cares too.

im glad you liked their lil sequence at the end <3 because that's really what it feels like huh? wordplay in swordplay. even in canon everything they say to each other feels charged and filled with something More ... them dancing around each other is so, so much fun.

thank you so much for ur support man <333 hope you enjoy the rest of p5r.... 2/2 really does yank ur heart out and stomp all over it till its bleeding on the floor but man is it good.

[so2uv]

you're tuning into the jj radio show.. here are some sort-of monthly roundups!!! (but kind of last months too its only been september for like 2 weeks). idk if any of them will be ur thing but i hope u like at least one out of the 10 i picked >_^

3005, childish gambino. god. this is just the song ever for me i cant explain why i love it so much i just DO. sol.. to be honest.. i'll right by ur side til 3005. ITS JSUT SOOOO.

追われてる, soul scream. INCREDIBLE!!! THIS IS REAL MUSIC!!! THIS IS CRAZYYYY. OWARETERU ❗ OWARETERU 💢 OWARETERUU 💥 like some people wouldnt even get it for real.

make luv, brent faiyaz. CRUSHING something in my hands right now. IDK HOW HE DOES ITTTT when he makes sth good he makes sth GOOD do u get me. i might explode.

100,000 - unfinished, jai paul. shoving this song into the hands of anyone who'll listen. every time i listen to this song i think the “And when you think you know what I know / A hundred thousand light years to go” near the end wont hit as hard because i've sort of built up a resistance to it and then it SHOOTS ME IN THE HEADDD. too good.

trick me, kelis. the tasty (2003) album gets me INSANE there is not a singular miss on there for me. and this song... oh its so bad rn. im obsessed with it. like im going crazy. Hepl!

1 thing, amerie. i hear this song and suddenly i can sing i can dance and i can walk in 6-inch heels! and also this isnt that relevant to the song but her hair on the touch album cover.. IT EATS IDEK

two moons, exo-k. you might've heard this before but if not IT NEEDS TO BE HEARDDDD this is literally one of my fave exo songs.

the 7th sense, nct u. you might've heard this too sorry 😓😓 BUT HOW CAN I NOT SUGGEST THIS LIKE ? changed my life forever. when mark lee said “uh, and that's a long-ass ride” i think some part of me just passed away. that IS a long ass ride. 1 thing mark lee's never gonna do is lie!!

taking what's not yours, tv girl. THIS SONG IS SO FUNNYYY. and also very good. BUT ITS SO PETTY LIKE STOP I GIGGLE EVERY TIME I LISTEN 😭 “Ooh, I still have your lighter / Ooh, I still have your book” LIKE HE SOUNDS SO ANNOYING LMFAOO

iii. telegraph ave, childish gambino. had to start and end w him!!! again HOW IS HE SO CRAZY LIKE THISSS. got me moving and floating and ascending and dying. its serious. i love it.

and thats it! like i said i hope u like at least 1 ☹️ THIS WAS FUN I RLY ENJOYED TYPING OUT MY SILLY LITTLE THOUGHTS.. but i will shut up now LOL. time for you to switch to a different station, because the jj radio show is over!! (LMAOO OK ROLEPLAY)

3005: not bad not bad! rap isn't my favourite genre but the lyricism is great and it's honestly really nice to listen to while staring out a window :DD

追われてる: the intro was funky in a good way! love the rhythm and it's catchy in a way that has me bobbing along to it.

make luv: not really my vibe but the chorus is enjoyable. smth id put on my fic writing playlist ngl 👍

100,000 - unfinished: THE SWITCH UP AT THE BEGINNING AYOOO??! from the heavy rap to sudden vocals then merging the two is so 😩😩 i love the vibes of it. “a hundred thousand light years to go” ‼️‼️‼️‼️ i love how the words are staggered; it’s jerky the speech but it works so well

trick me: again, the song itself isn't for me specifically but the lyricism is to die for. "freedom to us has always been a trick // freedom to you has always been who ever landed on your dick" LIKE HELLO??? YES I LOVE THIS audibly went "ooooh" when i heard it. the rap is amazing too

1 thing: ok the intro ok it's nice its nice. OOH THE VOCALS I LIKE THIS TBH it's so fun??! if i weren't hacking my lungs out id totally get up and dance very badly to this (pretend like im an edit or like part of a clip compilation or smth yes yes)

two moons: the beginning is very cool, i like the beat and the rapping! ok when it picks up around 0:59 and they start saying two moons and stuff 💥💥💥 honestly did not expect to like this as much as i actually do :00 added it to my main playlist too 😼😼

the 7th sense: "OPEN YOUR EYES" OMG I LOVE THE CHORUS like my eyes are open and im sat. I GET WHAT YOU MEAN WITH THE MARK LINE!!!! nah ok this is going on the main playlist bc yes.

taking what’s not yours: THIS??? SLAPS??? i don't listen to enough tv girl shit i should be- the beat is such a good walking song i will climb a mountain listening to this. “ooh, i still have your lighter // ooh, i still have your book // ooh i still have everything you bought, but you never took” this right here. makes me want to- *explodes*

iii. telegraph ave: OMG THE DROP thought this was going to be a slower song but. the shift. the switch up 😫

omg this was fun!! pls music recs are amazing i love getting them

[spiritusmuses]

Hazel 🌟 What is my muse’s sexual/romantic orientation?

Archer 💦 At what age did my muse lose their virginity?

Aubree 😘 Would my muse have sex on the first date?

Carlos 😊 Would my muse ever ask someone on a date?

Hazel 👍 Does my muse prefer to be asked on a date, or would they rather do the asking?

Archer 😉 What are my muse’s fetishes/kinks?

Aubree 💬 When did my muse go on their first date?

Carlos 💯 What is my muse’s ideal date?

Hazel 💗 Has my muse ever been in love?

Archer 👠 What was my muse’s last serious relationship like?

Aubree👰 Would my muse ever get married?

Carlos 🌼 Would my muse prefer a big wedding or a small wedding?

Hazel 🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch?

Archer 🏩 What was my muse’s first time like?

Aubree 🎆 Is my muse into monogamy?

Carlos 💕 Would my muse ever be in a polyamorous relationship?

Hazel 🔥 Would my muse ever be up for a threesome?

Archer 👮 Has my muse ever had sex in public?

Aubree 💔 What was my muse’s first heartbreak?

Carlos 💑 What are my muse’s requirements for a potential partner?

Hazel 💋 How many people has my muse slept with?

Archer 👀 Is my muse the type to sleep around?

Aubree 👎 Would my muse ever cheat on their partner?

Carlos 😳 What was my muse’s worst romantic/sexual relationship?

Hazel 💲Would my muse ever date/marry/sleep with someone because they were rich? 👓 Would my muse ever lie for sex?

Archer👿 Would my muse ever blackmail someone into sex?

Aubree 🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush?

Carlos 🎀 Who would my muse sleep with if nobody ever had to know?

Hazel 💍 Has my muse ever had a one-night stand?

Archer 💝 Does my muse like Valentine’s Day?

Aubree 💘 What are the ways my muse says ‘I love you’ without actually saying it?

Holy Moly Guacamole! This is going to be a long one!

Hazel 🌟 What is my muse’s sexual/romantic orientation? - She loves men, she had a few flings with women here and there but nothing

Archer 💦 At what age did my muse lose their virginity? - My boy was sixteen, to his highschool sweet heart.

Aubree 😘 Would my muse have sex on the first date? - She's not the type, she wants to warm up to someone before she drops her panties so to speak for them.

Carlos 😊 Would my muse ever ask someone on a date? - He would ask someone out, he goes after what he wants. ;)

Hazel 👍 Does my muse prefer to be asked on a date, or would they rather do the asking? - Hazel loves to be asked but it doesn't mean she wouldn't randomly blurt out like a dork asking someone out. But she'd rather be asked.

Archer 😉 What are my muse’s fetishes/kinks? - He likes to have sex somewhere with some risk, a girl bent over something, in a leather jacket, or naked and waiting for him.

Carlos 💯 What is my muse’s ideal date? - A corona, some dancing and maybe a walk along a pier or near some sort of water. He's a simple guy, he'd want there to be talking and some fun involved.

Hazel 💗 Has my muse ever been in love? - There was a boy in law school that she loved, but dating someone that could be your co-worker didn't work out. Two people good at arguing leads to more arguments.

Archer 👠 What was my muse’s last serious relationship like? Chaotic, hot, a mess. He was emotionally unavailable, and when he started to break down the girl dumped him.

Aubree👰 Would my muse ever get married? She was married so yes, would she get married again? Maybe. The person she's marrying would have to really assure her it won't end badly like the last one.

Carlos 🌼 Would my muse prefer a big wedding or a small wedding? He'd have a big wedding, only to celebrate his bride and well he's got a big familia.

Hazel 🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch? She is more of a sub but sometimes can want to switch and ride a guy ;)

Archer 🏩 What was my muse’s first time like? It was an awkward kissing, and touching on his bed while his single mother worked after one of his football games.

Aubree 🎆 Is my muse into monogamy? She is very into monogamy.

Carlos 💕 Would my muse ever be in a polyamorous relationship? He could be open to it, but his family wouldn't be. They got traditional vibes to how a relationship should be handled.

Hazel 🔥 Would my muse ever be up for a threesome? She would, but she wouldn't be into a throuple type situation.

Archer 👮 Has my muse ever had sex in public? He has... lets say the park at night, or on the beach is something that he doesn't mind rolling around with a girl.

Aubree 💔 What was my muse’s first heartbreak? Her divorce from her abusive husband, it was the first time her heart broke for many reasons.

Carlos 💑 What are my muse’s requirements for a potential partner? Gotta be honest, got to be able to hang as well. He doesn't have time for snowflakes.

Hazel 💋 How many people has my muse slept with? She can count the amount of people on less than two hands, probably six or so.

Archer 👀 Is my muse the type to sleep around? He isn't. Though if it's been a long dry patch, he wouldn't turn it down if a woman presented herself.

Aubree 👎 Would my muse ever cheat on their partner? No. Never. She's not the type.

Carlos 😳 What was my muse’s worst romantic/sexual relationship? A girl that had no self respect for his family, his mother couldn't stand her. She was hot in bed, and that was the only reason he kept her around until she insulted his family then he kicked her to the curb.

Hazel 💲Would my muse ever date/marry/sleep with someone because they were rich? 👓 Would my muse ever lie for sex? Why lie, when for most men she can show some boob and it works. But money doesn't make happiness, she comes from a family that made it work with nothing, and honestly? She's got enough money to sustain.

Archer👿 Would my muse ever blackmail someone into sex? No that wouldn't be his style. He wants things consentual.

Aubree 🎥 Who is my muse’s celebrity crush? Ryan Reynolds. If you give her that man she'd be putty. Funny and hot? Her type.

Carlos 🎀 Who would my muse sleep with if nobody ever had to know? He'd sleep with a married Milf hands down, or someone of a rivals daughter.

Hazel 💍 Has my muse ever had a one-night stand? She has had a few, none of them leave her feeling satisfied at least in the emotional way.

Archer 💝 Does my muse like Valentine’s Day? He thinks it's a little over rated, but my baby is a little jaded unless he's in love with someone. He's more into the showing that woman year around he enjoys her rather than one year.

Aubree 💘 What are the ways my muse says ‘I love you’ without actually saying it? Touch, if she cuddles, it's her way. Or she'll cook for the person.

[eunoiaastralwings]

Do you think you could write a small fic with lindir and the reader kinda like that scene from httyd 2 "For the dancing and the dreaming" like that sorta thing anyways thx! 👍

featuring lindir x neutral gender reader

fandom tolkien the lord of the rings

a/n since for the dancing and the dreaming wasn't very elvish form of a romantic song I used one in a million by the platters— hope you don't mind nonnie.

Lindir didn't know what to believe. . .

You were really standing in front of him? 

Or was life throwing laughs at him for a second time?

When you gave him a watery smile— Lindir was more shocked.

Was it really you? 

The one he set his heart one so long ago.

The one whom he courted and lost to evil.

The one he was ready to marry.

Lindir blinked and set his foot on the shores of the undying lands.

You, Y/N, the one he thought he really lost forever stood in front of him— awaiting with open arms.

"Y/N?" 

He asked. 

His voice low and unbelieving.

"After all this time, meleth" you said.

Slowly, you walked over to him.

There were tears in your eyes, but they were tears of happiness.

Your wait had come to an end. 

You beloved ellon was here now.

"Come, meleth nin. Not only myself, but many was waiting your arrival."

Then, you led him to those he called kin. 

But his eyes were still on you— still shocked.

You had been killed during the kidnapping of Lady Celebrian— and he had thought you would break your courtship for not fulfilling his promise in protecting you. 

His guilt ear him away his fea every passing day— slowly killing his aching heart.

Linfit had failed to protect you, the one whom he was ready to marry and call his own unti the end of time itself.

When you pulled yourself away to a quiet corner, Lindir excused himself from his lord and lady— he followed you.

You led yourself out into a small him— your beautiful hair shining and your smile— oh how much he missed it! 

When you busied yourself in the tiny room— gathering more food and water— Lindir noticed the small harp in the corner.

His fingers strummed the instrument gently to a very familiar note to your eyes. 

You gasped— a single note bringing back a thousand memories— the young days of your courtship.

Lindir blushed and strummed it again. 

With a deep breath, he gathered the much needed confidence and started to sing— a song of love, fate and heaven— one he wrote for you.

"There is one in million like you. A dream in a million come true. I confess that I really don't know why, but I know that I glow like I do. . ." 

The ellon slowly made his way over to you and you gulped— oh how much you longed hear your songbird again.

"Only once in a lifetime is par, to find someone rare as you are, but now you're around. I have really found, that there's one in a million like you. . ." 

Lindir stood behind you, fidgeting with his hands. 

He was nervous— of course he was.

The lyrics were clear even though his voice wavered a little— afraid.

His voice was near your ear and tears gathered your eyes. 

The song he wrote you as a gift— you dreamed of hearing it again— dreamed of Lindir singing these words to you again.

Now he was and your heart floated.

"Fate was surely kind to help my heart find, someone like you to be my love. I give thanks each day, that you came my way, way out of heaven to try love. . ."

Lindir sang again and reached for your hand.

"Yes once. . ." 

He prompted the next verse for you and squeezed your had reassuringly. 

Lindir had hoped you would join in already. 

He hoped you would remember the lyrics he stayed up many nights writing only for you.

These were his words of 'I love you for eternity.'

But he signed when you didn't continue and slowly let go off your hand. 

He tried swallow down the pain— of course you had given up on your courtship now, he has fialed to protect you after all. 

Which person in their right mind would continue to live with someone like him? 

Lindir turned away and regretted even the thought of singing.

"Yes once in a lifetime. . . you know. . ." 

You quietly started and Lindir froze suddenly, then quickly looked at you again— his eye filled eyes wide.

"Above heaven starts below, though it may be rare, you and I will share, this love that had happened to a few. For there's one is a million like you. . ." 

You slowly turned turyour songbird and let a few tears fall.

Lindir immediately cupped your face and brushed him away to place his forehead against your forehead. 

Then you both sang together with Lindir's hands carefully resting on your hips. 

"Fate was surely kind to help my heart find, someone like you to be my love. I give thanks each day, that you came my way, way out of heaven to try love. . ."

You giggled despite your tears and threw your arms around his neck — both of you lost in each other — gently following his led in a delicate dance. 

Lindir smiled— finally having the chance to hold you again.

"Yes once in a lifetime you know, above heaven started below, though it may be rare, you and I will share, this love that has happened to few, for there's one in a million like you. . ."

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[draftingteacups]

Speaking of events i think that Soni would love Najma (if you don’t know, she’s Jamil’s lil sister). Basically Soni will be like this to her:

Also she would enjoy being in the Scalding Sands’ firework event

Like all Twisted Wonderland Events, I'm going to treat this like non-canon or at least in the future in some point because timelines are hard.

Soni just seeing Najma would be a blessing because she's finally not the only girl around. Najma would be surprised by Soni being a part of NRC and just find her cool with her Pokémon; I can see her being a fan of her videos on Magicam.

In short, they get along pretty well👍

Soni being out of NRC for once is a blessing because she's missed having to look around the world and traveling. She'd love the difference in the landscape around her and enjoys exploring, which might surprise the others at first because she's never this active.

I mean, Soni's traveled her entire region as a kid, so yeah, she likes traveling but her work as Champion makes it hard to take personal days off 😔

Soni would definitely love the fireworks event and go around having fun. With the boys, they'd be subjected to the whole "Buy this thing for your girlfriend" spiel because that would certainly be a thing.

Cater's got plenty of experience in this situation with his own sisters, basically saying that Soni's like a little sister to him.

Trey would say that they aren't dating and Soni agrees because Trey is like a big brother to her.

Malleus would be like "Yes, she is my friend who's a girl" and get her a handy souvenir for travelers.

Jamil would do the absolute most to deter Najma from getting the funny idea of setting him up with Soni because Post Episode 4 everybody-

Soni's just in her own little world as she's exploring Silk City in her traditional outfit that Kalim gave everyone and everyone keeps losing sight of her, despite her being within the vicinity. She has a Pokémon with her to protect her, so she's not defenseless. Again, Jamil's just regretting the idea of letting them come here.

Soni's never experienced a place like this before, so she's just super curious. The closest that she's ever been to a desert would be the one in Hoenn since she traveled there or the Lumiose Badlands, but they didn't really have people living there per say.

I just see Soni taking this whole thing as a vacation from having to do anything, although that idea gets shattered when someone tries to steal things.

Soni smiling without the light reaching her eyes: "Oh, look at who's trying to make me work without pay."

The thief just shrieks as the others help her out in taking him down.

I love the idea that Soni dances with the others for the Event near the end and she's having fun like "This is fun!" cause these sorts of things are rare for her to have 🥺💖

[waywardfacegarden]

okay i have this todobaku au i can’t shake off my head but also i can’t seem to write it bc my brain is not working and i don’t have enough time

but i can’t stop thinking about it so here goes my long list of (a few of all i have) ideas about it:

au where katsuki is a ballet dancer and he’s like. pretty passionate about it. he’s also in love with all types of dances (he practices a lot and puts so much effort every time and he always strives to be better and he loves doing it) and he’s actually pretty known in social media bc he updates tiktoks regularly dancing popular challenges (mostly bc mina won’t stop bothering him about it but also bc he’s the fucking best and he’s gonna show it) or just showing off some moves with songs he likes and there’s this user that keeps telling him (in an awkward-dad kind of way) “good/great job👍.”, “your performance is outstanding.”, “well done :)”, etc etc in every single one of his tiktoks and. yeah it’s not that weird (he’s had way worse) but for some reason katsuki starts paying attention to him bc it’s a mix of ridiculous and funny to him (and a bit of annoyingly endearing but he’s not. saying that.) (and no, pinky, he’s not interested in any way in that weirdo, no. stop bothering him about it--)

meanwhile shouto is a famous tiktoker as well but he only uploads videos of him trying different desserts and doing challenges with kaminari (reason no. 1 he created a tiktok account in the first place) and sero (reason no. 2 he made a tiktok account in the first place, and reason no. 1 he’s talking about manga in a podcast sero has every thursday). people follow him bc 1) they think he’s hella pretty and 2) they think he’s both hot and cute and 3) #he’s precious, must protect at all costs. his fans also keep recomending him stuff and he actually finds doing tiktoks fun (plus some recs have been actually pretty amazing and he adores sweet stuff). kaminari also always reassures him that he’s doing every challenge he does with him just alright (he doesn’t. but kami finds him adorable and todoroki is actually trying his best, kami doesn’t have the heart to tell him he’s doing it wrong. besides, he doesn’t think people actually care that todoroki is doing some stupid challenge wrong--kami also has so much fun doing it bc todoroki is super chill about it and practically agrees to everything kami wants to do) -- his instagram is fairly popular, too. most of it are photos of his and stray cats he finds on the streets, but he’s studying photography and he loves it so he’s always practicing and taking new photos. there’s that one of his mom’s favorite flower in that vase they gave her on her last birthday. there’s that one of fuyumi. one of his siblings. one of her mom. a few ones of his friends. of the ocean in that trip he did with them to the beach. of an old lady having breakfast in that coffee shop near the university. of some kids playing at the park one saturday afternoon. of the sunset, of a window showing a storm breaking behind, etc. people absolutely love his photos. (he also recs mangas there bc he’s a nerd).

anyways. they don’t know each other. they don’t even go to the same college. katsuki is studying chemical engineering and lives in musutafu and shouto is staying in tokyo with touya to study in an arts college. but then one day jirou mentions bakugou (she actually knows him from his instagram. he doesn’t use it a lot but it’s basically full of random photos [that utsumi takes and uploads without his permision] or him playing the drums and doing some covers). katsuki follows her on insta too bc he loves the way she sings and the lyrics she writes. they’ve never really interacted but there’s mutual respect there. and she’s amazed by his dancing. so in some conversation she broughts him up and kami is joking about how she wants to make him and shinsou (they’re all dating) jealous but then she shows them one of the tiktoks and they’re. hella impressed. they end up binge watching like 25 in a row. -- at some moment, ofc, shouto peeks interest and when he first watches katsuki dance, he kind of falls in love at first sight. ofc, he doesn’t know why his heart skips a beat in his chest or why does he suddenly feel dizzy but he knows he’s really in awe at him so, later at night, when he’s about to sleep, he looks up for his username and starts watching him dance. he’s mesmerized. for some reason, shouto really wants to take photos of him. he wishes he could capture the exact moment katsuki smirks when he does a hip-roll or the way his eyes shine even through the screen, like he’s having the time of his life. he wishes he could capture katsuki’s energy with his camera.

anyhow, he becomes a bit obsessed. not in a creepy way but he finds himself rewatching his tiktoks from time to time and hoping katsuki would update more.

eventually, his friends find about his crush interest in him and kami suggests that shouto can flirt with him. (shouto doesn’t understand at first, why would he flirt with him? so kami changes his phrasing to “you could try talking to him. the worst thing that could happen is that he ignores you. and if he does and that hurts you then i can virtually punch him :D”). anyway, that’s, in short terms, how shouto starts leaving comments in katsuki’s tiktoks.

katsuki doesn’t notice him at first. it’s mina who does, bc she finds him and his dedication to katsuki’s tiktoks hilarious (in a dorky and adorable kind of way)

it’s also mina who does “research” on him and looks into his account and what the HELL BAKU, YOUR FANBOY IS ACTUALLY SO PRETTY ????????????

(he is. katsuki has eyes and he’s gay and what the hell. how does someone so gorgeous exist. it pisses him off.)

it’s camie, tho, who sends him a weird private message weeks later bc “he should stop being a bummer and get over his pining”

hi fam, im ur no 1 simp, are u single? she types and sends it while katsuki is not looking. katsuki wants to die 0.1 seconds after he finds out.

... simp? is the only thing pretty boy replies. and, after a few second yes, i am single.

katsuki is busy praying so the floor will eat him alive that he doesn’t reply for a bit and then, pretty boy goes. “oh.” and five seconds later: “my friend told me what simp is” and then “uh”  -- and katsuki wants to die so he just types as fast as he can “holy fucking shit” “ignore that” “my annoying roommate took my phone. that wasn’t me” and pretty boy is just like “oh. okay then. hello to the real one” and that--tbh, katsuki is a mix of “lmao he’s a dumbass/dork” and “holy shit why do i find him endearing”

then shouto is just like “i really like the way you dance” and katsuki just replies “of course you do, i’m the fucking best”

for some reason, shouto finds katsuki’s ocasional narcissism pretty amusing. (he also finds pretty amusing the way katsuki reacts when he teases him about it).

all in all, they start talking privately after that.

at first, their relationship is kind of. shouto being shouto and katsuki being endeared by him but also being in denial about it so he’s just like “you are a dumbass” every time he feels like catching feelings.

so after they start getting comfortable with eo (which is. actually surprinsingly fast. they fall into conversation a lot easier than they thought. shouto even shares his insta with him and sends him photos of cats all the time and memes that “remind him of katsuki”. so yeah later their conversations start being all banter and shouto being sassy and blunt and kind of unknowingly and awkwardly flirting and katsuki being still kind of in denial about the fact that he’s stupidly falling more and more every time for that pretty dumbass.

katsuki watches (quietly) all of shouto’s lives and one day he’s just sitting there eating cereal while reading comments while wearing a stupid beanie with cat ears and he looks so fucking cute katsuki might have a heart attack. ofc, he types out agressively “you look so dumb” in the comments and shouto is just like. he just deadpans soemthing like “you always say that, don’t you have more more vocabulary in your mental dictionary bakugou” just to piss him off (bc that’s. their usual dynamic) and katsuki starts arguing with him in the comments and shouto just ends up smiling amused at his antics and shouto’s fans are like “!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! shouto smiled ??????????????????? who’s that?????????????? did he just make shouto smile ????????????” (bc yeah that was their first actual interaction in “public” so shou’s fans don’t know who katsuki is) 

(camie just looks at him dead in the eye and tells him “he flirts pretty weird” but katsuki is NOT flirting so shut up--)

meanwhile katsuki’s fans are like “wait is he actually paying attention to someone????” when katsuki starts replying to shouto’s comments and arguing with him in bakugou’s insta posts

their fans start shipping them.

it only gets worse when they start regularly having whole ass conversations in the comments replying to eo’s posts in insta and tiktoks.

their friends ship them.

(every time someone asks one of them if they’re dating katsuki replies with “we are not fucking dating. If that’s what you think you should get your eyes checked. Or your brain.”

neither of them gets actually offended or anything bc people ship them, though.

katsuki pretends it’s annoying as hell but actually gets pretty flustered.

shouto is just a mix of shy and amused.)

in holidays (and like half of a year after they started talking for the first time) shouto goes to musutafu to visit his mom and meets with katsuki.

later, when he comes back to tokyo, he posts a set of five photos with the caption “cute✌” on them

the first one is katsuki distracted, peacefully eating dango. he’s leaning over a bridge and there are soft sakura petals behind him. the sunlight basks in his face and makes his eyelashes look like they’re made of gold. he’s looking serene at the small lake under the bridge.

the second one is katsuki side-eyeing him

the third is katsuki arching an eyebrow at him, face a bit tilted to the side, ruby eyes sparkling

the fourth one is katsuki scowling at shouto (realizing he took a photo of him)

and finally, the fifth one is katsuki flipping off at the camera of shouto’s phone

katsuki just comments: 🖕 🖕 🖕 🖕 🖕 🖕 🖕 🖕 🖕 🖕

and: i’m not cute. fuck off

shouto is like: you actually are

katsuki answers with a classy: shut up

shouto replies with a simply: i’m not actually talking tho

katsuki decides to answer with: delete this now or i’m exploding your face off your head in thee seconds

shouto: how violent

shouto: how are you even gonna do that, tho, you’re not even here, how are you getting to my home in three seconds to explode my face

katsuki: i’m not telling you, greenland flag

“are they lowkey flirting” @/rainbowsprinkles comments just below bakugou’s comment

“are they lowkey dating” @/imsogay adds

“are they HIGHkey dating” @/im-just-here-and-i-am-a-tired-bi corrects

“FUCK OFF WE ARE NOT” it’s bakugou’s reply

(they phone call after that--or more like. katsuki calls shouto to complain about and the conversation goes a bit like:

“you fucker” katsuki hisses as a greeting.

“hello.” shouto answers. and katsuki swears he can hear his smile through the phone.

“you did that on purpose, asshole.”

“that so?”

“yeah, you’re doing it to annoy me, you sly dipshit.”

“not really”, shouto says, and then, “i actually think you’re cute.”

katsuki blinks. and then he’s just glad shouto can’t see his face bc he’s sure he’s blushing of all things, holy shit--

he tries his default answer, hoping he’s not stammering: “fuck you.”

“dinner first.”

and honestly wh-- bakugou shouldn’t think shouto is funny. bakugou shouldn’t. that was lame af. and cliche. and he definitely shouldn’t get flustered at that. so why is he reacting to it. stupid todoroki shouto.

after katsuki’s long silence [in which he traveled to another plane of the existence to scream] shouto is like “sorry, did i actually make you uncomfortable? it wasn’t my intention. i should’ve asked first. i can delete them if you want.” and he actually sounds concerned, like he’s worried katsuki is actually mad at him and katsuki is a weak man [and tbh he’s not actually mad he’s just embarrassed] so he’s just like, in a weirdly soft tone, “no, you didn’t make me uncomfortable, dumbass. just leave it. they’re good photos” and shouto is like “you really think so? :D” and katsuki smirks and goes “ofc, i’m in them” and shouto actually laughs at that and then katsuki dies in another astral place of existence bc what the hell what the hell what the hell!!!!!!!)

(that’s not exactly the first time he thinks about kissing todoroki shouto.

it’s the first time he acknowledges he wants to do it, though. katsuki wants to kiss him.

and what’s worse, katsuki can’t stop thinking about kissing a laughing shouto after that).

there are a lot of more moments when their friends tease them: kaminari makes comments in both of their posts and openly ships them. mina starts the tag #todobakuforthewin on insta. etc etc

katsuki then visits shouto in tokyo for the first time a few months after shouto’s visit and gets to meet his friends (he gets along with them pretty easily, even though they tease him a lot.

kami and sero actually act like bakugou is their long time friend and love to tease him more than anyone.

they all like him tho)

they start visiting eo more often

they get like. super close. they text and videocall and call eo often, and they get comfortable enough to talk about more personal stuff about themselves

they comment on all their posts, and support eo’s work, and continue their banter

and they’re really happy <3

+ bonus

around a year later katsuki is visiting shouto and that’s not unusual at this point but they’re doing a live in shouto’s account (which isn’t unusual at this point either) and katsuki is eating at the back while shouto answers some questions and talks and then

@//imjusthereforsasukes comments something jokingly like “so are you finally admiting you’re good friends bakugou?” bc he never admits it and then someone is continuing with yeah, you visit him almost all weekends now

and todoroki finds it amusing so he reads the comments out loud (not expecting katsuki to say anything about it. maybe just rolling his eyes or scowling like always) but katsuki looks straight into the camera and says “we’re not friends. if that’s what you think you should get your eyes checked” -- which isn’t a weird statement honestly but then he’s leaning on shouto’s shoulder and looking dead serious and he announces “we are fucking dating, dipshits” and todoroki just opens his eyes a fraction more and kind of gets weirdly flustered (blushes a bit, blinks rapidly) and then, a few seconds later, he confirms  “… yes. We are.” in a low and almost shy (but firm) voice, “Dating, I mean.”

katsuki flips off the camera and smirks and then kisses shouto on the cheek and then everyone is losing it

“WHAAAAAAAAAAAT”, “I KNEW IT”, “I ALWAYS KNEWWWW”, “my ship😭😭😭” “im so happyyyy😭😭😭” “omg you are so cute” “congrats!!!!!” “i’m happy for you both!!” “aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa” “🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺” “congrats guys!! You’re both adorable” “TDBK FOR THE WIN” “AAAAAAAAAA TODOBAKU” “todobaku was endgame since day 1 i knew it all along” “:0000000000000000000000000” “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEH?” “I JUST CHO C KE D IN MY CERE AL GUYS YOU CANT JUST SAY THAT OUT OF NOWHERE OMG OMG OMMMMMMMMG” “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHSKJHKDGKJSSGGDSHS” “my sis owes my 20 bucks” are some of the comments they start getting after 10 seconds of everyone losing their goddamn minds

so, that’s how their fans get to know they’re dating aroun a month later they start their relationship lmao